My three pots of meat plants

Wu Qixiong is a reporter for "Big Football Weekly". As a football fan for 40 years, he really loves and hates Qi Jingze.

What I love is naturally that Qi Jingze has led Huaguo football to the world.

At the moment when he was qualified, a man in his 40s was crying like a child. Although he had an interview mission and was surrounded by competition for seats, he planned to interview the hero reporter immediately, but he still I couldn't help squatting on the spot, crying bitterly to vent my emotions for so many years.

After all, without being a football reporter for 18 years, he is still a fan for 32 years.

As for the hatred towards Qi Jingze, of course there is no need to talk about it. I don't know how many colleagues hate him so much.

They can say with certainty that without Qi Jingze, Huaguo football would have no hope of qualifying.But it is such a person who led the rise of Huaguo football, as if God gave Huaguo a gift, but he extremely dislikes dealing with reporters.

And Qi Jingze is not like some celebrities. Although he refuses to deal with reporters, he can always intercept people at events, press conferences and other places.He really didn't attend any activities at all, and he didn't even show his face at the Huaguo football celebration.

Wu Qixiong is so sad!

I don't know how many people across the country are waiting for them to report on Qi Jingze's news. You must know that the several issues of "Big Football Weekly" that have Qi Jingze's photos are sold out and reprinted three or four times, which is not enough.

Wu Qixiong originally thought that Qi Jingze would join a certain football club after the top [-] match.It is said that many European giants have offered olive branches, and he firmly believes that the opponent will join the European giants. Even if not, it should be a top European team. In short, it will definitely be active in the top league.

The results of it?People say that he is an entertainer and doesn't want to play football. Joining the national team is just doing a favor.

Regarding this kind of divine development, Wu Qixiong is really powerless to complain.

He admitted that Qi Jingze's face is indeed more suitable for being an entertainer than a football star.

These days, people don't know how to express the fact that cross-border can surpass the level of leading the national football team to qualify.

Probably, the senior management of Huaguo football has been taking the wrong route. Don't think about looking for seedlings from any sports school, football school, or Shaolin Temple, but should start looking for them from the entertainment industry.

Wu Qixiong was already ready to compete with the entertainment reporter for his job, but the other party didn't have the consciousness to be an artist at all.

Starred in TV series, zero.

Starred in movies, zero.

Musical compositions, zero.

Variety show announcements, zero.

Wu Qixiong almost wanted to turn himself into the entertainment industry paparazzi he looked down upon and ask the other party, do you have the self-consciousness to be an artist?

It's not that he didn't think about sneaking into the other party's residence, or chasing and intercepting him on the road.But he really didn't dare to do it, because now Qi Jingze has too many fans, it's too scary!They scolded the reporter, you are such trash!I can't even write anything related to brother Jingze!On the other hand, if you really go to secretly film and follow, you are going to be drowned by the fans' saliva one by one.To our national hero!How dare you disturb someone's private life!How shameless you want to be!

Wu Qixiong felt melancholy.

In this kind of melancholy, it is more because of the joy of Huaguo football qualifying, as if the husband bought an expensive gift for his wife, and the wife complained about wasting money on such flashy things.

Without Qi Jingze's news, I couldn't write related manuscripts, so I could only repeatedly write about the previous competitions and add some things that fans like to see.

The night is fine today, Wu Qixiong decided to drink some wine and spend a good night.

He came to the busiest commercial circle in the city, where there are several bars that he would usually come to.These bars are all the kind of healthy and quiet petty bourgeoisie.

Passing by the Royal Crown Restaurant, Wu Qixiong saw many people gathered around the door.

"The crown has an event today, and only VIP gold cards can enter."

"It's so sudden. I didn't hear about it yesterday. I still want to come and listen to the male god sing."

The people's discussion at the door came to Wu Qixiong's ears, and Wu Qixiong couldn't help sneering.Activity?What kind of third-rate coffee did you invite?Or is there some indescribable show like a striptease tonight?Wu Qixiong, who had always sneered at such low-end, grandstanding activities, thought.

"No, it's the resident singer of the bar who is leaving for a while, so we have a farewell party."

"Ah! The male god is leaving! No way! I haven't heard enough." The passer-by girl wailed.

How high-level singers can this kind of bar have?I guess he looks handsome.Wu Qixiong thought secretly.

However, the resident singer hadn't broken up with the bar after leaving, and it was rare to have a farewell concert. Wu Qixiong was a little interested immediately.

Then it suddenly occurred to him that he seemed to have a VIP gold card for this bar.

Wu Qixiong took out his wallet and searched, and found that there really was a gold card for the Royal Crown Bar.He remembered that it was given to him by his good colleague, a rare female reporter among football reporters, the rare animal Chen Ling.

He remembered that Chen Ling had recommended this bar to him countless times, and told him that the resident singer in this bar was absolutely heavenly, listening to it for two hours every night felt like he was in high spirits, and all the troubles in the workplace were gone. sweep away.

He laughed at her back then that you should be an entertainment reporter instead of a football reporter.

Later, Chen Ling was stationed in another city. Before leaving, she told him that the only thing she hated for this city was the male singer in the bar, and gave him the gold card.

Why don't you go in and listen?Wu Qixiong hesitated, but finally he decided to step into the bar.

For a long time afterwards, he was grateful for this step he had taken.

"Big brother, can you lend me your gold card, just for one night, and I'll pay you five hundred." said the passer-by girl who was at the door just now.

Wu Qixiong sized up the pretty and lovely passer-by girl, and politely rejected her.In fact, if the other party didn't mention the money, he might have borrowed it. When it comes to money, Wu Qixiong always has a strange feeling.

Wu Qixiong sat in the bar.

The decoration of this bar is his favorite style, refined and elegant with a literary atmosphere.

There were quite a lot of people tonight, and the bar was almost full. It seemed that the resident singer was indeed quite popular, even with such a high threshold, there were still so many people.

Wu Qixiong was sitting in a corner against the wall, he didn't expect to be in stark contrast with the crazy fans, it was too out of place.

Amidst the long-awaited calls of the crowd, the resident singer appeared on the stage.

Wu Qixiong was in a trance for a moment, and it was too beautiful, the effect of immortality made Wu Qixiong unable to relax for a long time.

Soon, the fairy-like figure on the stage began to hum.Just as Wu Qixiong regained his composure and was stunned again, he suddenly discovered that the sound of nature that his colleague said was not exaggerated. This sound cannot be described with ordinary words, especially for him as a football reporter.

Wu Qixiong can only give eight words, ethereal and melodious, full of immortality.

Wu Qixiong was completely immersed in Xue Jingrui's singing at this moment, until there was a little movement from the side.

As a person who is very focused on doing things, he will definitely not be disturbed by noise. The reason why he caught his attention was because he heard a very familiar name, Qi Jingze.

"Look at that man, he looks like Qi Jingze."

"How is it possible, you misunderstood, how could Qi Jingze come to such a small place, and listen to the singing of the male god, okay?"

"But it's really similar. How can there be anyone with such outstanding facial features as Qi Jingze."

……

Looks a lot like Qi Jingze?Wu Qixiong heard the name and followed the eyes of the two girls.

The end point of the gaze was more than one meter away from him, and there were still two people sitting at the same table.

Although they were all wearing hats and the lights were dim, Wu Qixiong recognized one of them as Qi Jingze at first sight.

How could he not recognize it!

That is the object that all football journalists love to hate and pursue crazily!

This person was at the same table as me, and I didn't even recognize him!

Wu Qixiong regretted that he had neglected being at the same table with his idol for so long.

I now how to do?

Happiness came so suddenly, Wu Qixiong's head froze suddenly.

In the past, I told the other party that I was a reporter for "Big Football Weekly", and asked if I could invite an interview?

No no no.Wu Qixiong quickly denied it.The other party didn't even appear on CCTV's program, so he definitely didn't want to deal with the media.

Besides, "Big Soccer Weekly" can be regarded as the top football weekly magazine in China, but Qi Jingze is the type of non-human fireworks, and it would be embarrassing if the other party does not know him if he mentions this name.

Said he was just a fan?This is not a lie, after all, he is really Qi Jingze's fan, and now nine out of ten fans in the whole country are Qi Jingze's fans, to varying degrees.

If you are a fan, you can only ask for an autograph, and at most one photo.Thinking about it this way is a bit unwilling, after all, he is a football reporter after all.

Wu Qixiong was struggling in his heart, but his eyes were fixed on Qi Jingze.

It is a rare opportunity to see idols at such a close distance. Wu Qixiong can only wish that there is a time stop device immediately to pause the time, and then he will step forward and take two or three hundred 360-degree selfies with the idol in all directions, and then take a good look at it Touch an idol.

This seems a little obscene, so let's shake hands with idols. It is said that Qi Jingze is a clean freak, even shaking hands with his opponents after the game is very reluctant.

Wu Qixiong noticed a key point after watching. Qi Jingze's gaze was not on the stage, but was always watching the people beside him.

Wu Qixiong took a closer look, and found that it was quite familiar. After thinking about it carefully, let me go, isn't this the legendary manager Wen Wuchu?

Wu Qixiong was also deeply impressed by Wen Wuchu, because he had also studied the other party's information.

Previously, everyone was guessing which football agent Qi Jingze would sign under. It is said that the agent tycoon Roberts said that Qi Jingze was bound to win.

As a result, after the game, he directly stated that he already had an agent. Many reporters were at a loss for this unfamiliar name. After checking online, he was quite famous and had a fan club, but why was he an artist agent?

Apart from being at a loss, everyone also felt that the two of them would break up soon, after all, Qi Jingze's worth is not what it used to be.

But after that, it doesn't matter if the gang didn't break up, Qi Jingze even hid himself, leaving many reporters with nowhere to complain.

He remembered that Wen Wuchu's personality was quite good in the information, and he didn't know if it was appropriate to start with him.

Wu Qixiong deliberated for a while, and decided to adopt a step-by-step method, first asking for an autograph as a fan, and if the other party does not object, then revealing his identity as a reporter to see if he can interview for a while.Even if it doesn't work, based on tonight's strange experience, it is enough to write an eloquent article.

Gathering up his courage, Wu Qixiong walked around the table and bent over beside Qi Jingze.

"Hi Jingze, I'm your fan." Wu Qixiong kept calming himself down, but the words were still trembling with ups and downs.

Hearing the voice, Qi Jingze turned his face to the side, his eyes were cold, as if he didn't want to pay attention.

Wu Qixiong was a little embarrassed, advancing or retreating.He was able to experience from a distance what kind of experience is it that other journalists who were lucky enough to be able to answer a few words from Qi Jingze said, "the whole body exudes the cold air that strangers should not enter".

"It's your fans, sign your autograph quickly." The one who spoke was Wen Wuchu who pulled his gaze away from Xue Jingrui on the stage.

Wu Qixiong feels at this moment that Wen Wuchu is the light, that is the brightness, that is the April sky in the world.A lot of dissatisfaction with Wen Wuchu before disappeared.

It is said on the Internet that Wen Wuchu is a gentle and considerate person, which is true, even to a stranger.

Qi Jingze's expression was still cold, but he took Wu Qixiong's pen and paper and signed it in large characters.

I got my idol's autograph!Wu Qixiong almost burst into tears.

I don’t know if there are more than ten signed by Qi Jingze before and after, but he was able to own it. Wu Qixiong is glad that he still has control. Otherwise, if it was replaced by other young reporters in the station, he might immediately howl about the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

"That..." Wu Qixiong felt that he was pushing his feet, and spoke hesitantly. "Actually, I'm a reporter for "Big Football Weekly". Can I arrange an interview with Jingze?"

Wu Qixiong said this to Wen Wuchu.Judging from the performance just now, what he said to Qi Jingze was basically the same as what he said to Air, and there might be more to what he said to Manager Wen.

"Reporter..." Wen Wuchu looked at the other party. He originally brought Qi Jingze to the bar to deal with the crowd. ...

Wen Wuchu paused for a long time, and Wu Qixiong felt a little uneasy.

Just when he felt that there was no hope, Wen Wuchu said: "The interview is a bit difficult, why don't you simply answer a few questions, if there are inappropriate questions and choose not to answer, do you think so?"

Wu Qixiong was stunned.

This is?Agree to your own interview?What the CCTV reporters didn't do?He did it?

Wu Qixiong was a little bit confused, but he quickly became excited, what kind of confusion did he make at this critical moment, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!Ask now!Missed this village without this store!

Wu Qixiong immediately took out the notebook he was carrying with him.Although he thought that he might never be able to interview Qi Jingze in this life, he still recorded many questions to ask Qi Jingze in his little book.

Qi Jingze glanced at the paper full of densely written questions, and looked at Wen Wuchu with displeasure.

"Just answer a few, just a few. So many people like you, why don't you give everyone an answer." Wen Wuchu's tone was a little coquettish.

Qi Jingze's expression became a little better, and Wu Qixiong's hanging heart was also relieved. At that moment just now, he was really afraid that the other party would directly say that he would not accept it.

"Then...let's ask the first question that many, many fans care about. What are your plans going forward? Are you really not going to play in a top giant club? Even if you don't play in a giant club, what about the Huaguo Super League? ?” Wu Qixiong asked in one breath.

Qi Jingze looked indifferent and didn't want to answer.

But this time Wu Qixiong really blamed the other party. It's not that the other party didn't want to answer, but that he really didn't understand what the words he said were.

The awkward atmosphere was quickly resolved by Wen Wuchu.

"I don't think it's convenient to interview here, or there is a small room next to it, I'll tell the boss, let's go there for the interview." Wen Wuchu suggested.

At this moment, Wen Wuchu is more like an angel than an angel in Wu Qixiong's heart!Wu Qixiong wanted to give the opponent two wings.

We must establish a good relationship with Manager Wen!Wu Qixiong said in his heart.

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