When the buzzer sounded at the end of the game, Aiello hugged and celebrated with every teammate.
This victory not only belonged to himself, but also to his teammates, and also to hundreds of millions of Chinese fans.
Going around the field to thank the fans present is something that the Chinese Olympic team insists on doing after every game.
They responded with cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami.
After thanking the fans in the stands, Aiello and a few friends quickly returned to the locker room.
It's not that the Olympic team is rushing back to the Olympic Village, but that Ai Luo and others are still waiting to go to the National Stadium to watch Bolt's 100-meter final.
Since he and Dujkovic had already asked for leave before the game, Aiello wore the Nike sports suit and Nike satchel provided by the sponsor, and left the staff passage of the Beijing Workers' Stadium with Gao Lin, Feng Xiaoting, and Wang Xiaolei. court.
Of course, in order to hide from others, she still wore a peaked cap and sunglasses, the standard celebrity cover-up suit.
At about 8:30 pm, Ai Luo and others waited for his parents, sister, girlfriend, Li Shiyin and several best friends in the parking lot in front of District 13 of Beijing Workers Stadium.
A group of sixteen people and four cars headed to the Hunan restaurant near the National Stadium to fill their stomachs.
They entered the National Stadium with tickets at about 9:30.
Aiello entered the stadium as the flag bearer of the national delegation eight days ago and had no time to look at the country's iconic stadium.
Only then did he have the opportunity to appreciate the National Stadium, which took five years to build.
The spatial effect is novel and radical, simple and simple, and the shape is like a grid-like structure, like a bird's nest woven from branches.
Ai Luo couldn't help but be stunned.
The mood at this moment was completely different from the mood in his previous life when he paid for tickets to enter the stadium to see the stadium.
He came more to admire than to watch.
"What's wrong, honey?"
Everyone was queuing up to enter, but Ai Luo was still looking at the exterior of the National Stadium in a daze.
Taylor Swift took two steps back, took Ai Luo's arm, and leaned against her.
Go up and ask affectionately.
"Ah" Aiello was brought back from his thoughts.
He turned to look at Taylor Swift, who was in all her beauty.
He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "It's okay."
Then he put his arms around the latter's slender waist and entered the stadium.
Although it is almost ten o'clock in the evening, the atmosphere at the National Stadium is still warm.
It seems that only the women's decathlon is still going on at the National Stadium.
The reason why the audience is still waiting is probably the same as Aiello and others, waiting for the men's 100m final.
There was still half an hour before the men's 100-meter final, and the group of sixteen people was quite bored, so they chatted in twos and threes or played with their mobile phones.
Ai Luo also took advantage of this time to chat with his friends about their respective careers.
He has been really busy preparing for the Beijing Olympics recently.
He has no time to ask his friends, and his own business investments are all handled by Li Shiyin.
From a brief acquaintance, Ai Luo already knew that Zhang Tao, Li Zemin, and Liu Wei had opened Internet City in Changsha to surrounding cities, and had recently planned to set up development real estate companies with He Pu Banner in Zhuzhou and Xiangtan in Changsha, Zhuzhou and Xiangtan.
This made Ai Luo is very happy to be able to watch his good friends reach the pinnacle of life together through his own efforts.
This also has a great motivating effect on Ai Luo's future life plans.
Ailuo's current foreign investments are all handled by Li Shiyin.
Its foreign assets have probably risen to about 6 billion US dollars, and its main focus is still on investment in the Internet.
In order to catch up before Penguin develops WeChat, it also acquired a mobile phone software research and development company in Silicon Valley in the United States, just to create a new Internet kingdom.
After all, career is short, and I will take advantage of the prophetic characteristics I have for a few years to make good money.
Last stroke.
"Daddy, goddaddy, I want a hug."
Just when Ai Luo was lost in thought, Li Ai shouted.
Ai Luo lowered his head and glanced at Li Ai, who was directly in front and below him.
His face was full of anticipation.
He smiled and said "little guy", then touched Li Ai's head affectionately with his right hand, and then stretched out his hands.
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Just go hug it.
Little Li Ai smiled and stood up on Li Shiyin's thigh, stretching out her hands.
But at this moment, an accident occurred.
Li Ai's toes did not step firmly on Li Shiyin's thigh, but stepped on the edge.
Originally, according to this trend, she would only fall into Li Shiyin's arms, but the problem is that when Ai Luo stretched out his hands to hug Li Ai, his body movements instinctively wanted to help Li Ai without thinking through his brain.
So a problem occurs.
There was no problem with Ai Luo supporting Li Ai with his left hand.
The problem was that his right hand was sandwiched between Li Ai and Li Shiyin.
Ai Luo didn't feel anything when being pressed by Li Ai, but he felt a touch of softness in the palm of his hand.
Out of a man's instinct for softness, he subconsciously exerted some force.
"Uh."
Li Shiyin's face immediately turned red, she slightly opened her lips, and uttered a sound that even a man could hardly resist.
In the flash of lightning, Ai Luo realized what he had touched in his palm, so he quickly hugged Li Ai over.
Then he looked at his teammates and friends next to him like a thief, and of course the most important thing was to look at Taylor Swift.
Fortunately, everyone seems to be busy with their own things.
Feng Xiaoting and Hao Junmin are communicating, while Gao Lin and Wang Xiaolei are playing with their mobile phones.
Zhang Tao and Li seem to be discussing something.
As for Taylor Swift, she is using a half-baked In Chinese, I had a great time chatting with Ai Luo’s parents.
Ai Luo exhaled a long breath, and finally glanced at Li Shiyin secretly.
Fortunately, the latter didn't seem to care, otherwise it would be awkward to start work in the future.
However, the feel seems pretty good.
Thinking of this, the corners of Ai Luo's mouth naturally raised.
"Daddy, why do you look so much like a bad guy who has done bad things?"
Li Ai stood up holding Ai Luo's shoulders, his eyes moved twice, and he said with a conspiratorial tone.
Ai Luo raised his head and glared at Li Ai angrily.
If it hadn't been for his mistake just now, he wouldn't have touched Li Shiyin's chest.
"You brat, you know too much, so be careful, I'll kill you."
"Godfather, please spare my life" Li Ai called out very cooperatively.
In the blink of an eye, it's half past ten.
The on-site announcer began to announce the eight athletes participating in the 100-meter finals.
There is no doubt that the most popular ones are Jamaica's two favorites: Bolt and Powell.
Both have run their best times this year.
Therefore, there was a lot of speculation before the game.
In such an important Olympic 100-meter final, will the two men break their best results again?
The cheers at the National Stadium became louder and louder.
Wang Xiaolei, who was playing with his mobile phone just now, said loudly: "The game is about to begin."
Everyone stood up from their seats excitedly and looked towards the runway.
Aiello did a very good job in selecting his position.
He specifically chose the first-level grandstand near the 100-meter track, about 90 meters away from the starting line.
This position is not a good one to watch the whole race, but it is just right for watching Bolt’s sprint at the last moment.
"Daddy, I want to see it too," Li Ai said in a cooing voice.
Ai Luo rolled his eyes, then lifted Li Ai up and placed it on the back of his neck, which is what the saying goes: riding a high horse.
"Onyourarks" the international-level referee shouted the command to get on your feet.
The eight currently top 100-meter flying men came to the starting line with murderous intent, and then tested whether the starting block could support their burst of strength, and finally squatted down, pressing their hands in front of the starting line, as if gathering momentum.
Like a cheetah ready to go.
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The audience also held their breath.
About ten seconds after "set", the referee issued a second command.
The eight track and field athletes tensed up their nerves instantly, and then released their hearing to the maximum.
"Bang" The starting gun sounded, and the eight track and field athletes started like super sports cars stepping on the accelerator.
Aiello's attention has always been on Bolt in the third lane.
He knows that tonight is the moment for Bolt to write a legend.
Bolt, whose height and leg length exceeds 1.9 meters, showed his advantage at the start and took a slight lead.
The advantage of leading from ten meters to two and thirty meters is not very obvious, but by the time of forty meters, Bolt's mid-range explosive power is reflected, and the gap between Powell is widened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Half a body position to a body position.
Seeing this, Ai Luo's pupils shrank suddenly and he became excited.
This is the human pursuit of extreme speed.
After all, Aiello is still a speed player, so he also has sympathy for Bolt, who is about to set a world record.
After fifty meters, Bolt's explosive power from the back was perfectly reflected in front of nearly 90,000 spectators.
By the time he reached 70 meters, he had surpassed the second-placed Powell by four positions.
In just 100 meters, he was far ahead.
Just as Aiello expected, in the distance from 85 meters to 100 meters, Bolt slowed down significantly while he was far ahead, and when he reached 95 meters, he took a shot with his right hand.
He patted his chest to show his strength.
"Fuck, that's so fierce," Wang Xiaolei blurted out subconsciously from the side.
Ai Luo smiled and said nothing.
He just called on everyone to leave early while everyone was excited, because if they were late, there would probably be trouble.
In the parking lot, the group of sixteen people was divided into two groups.
Liu Wei and Zhang Tao drove Ai Luo and others back to the Olympic Village, while Li Zemin and He Puqi drove the remaining people to their hotel.
After returning to the Olympic Games apartment, Aiello also learned from his teammates the results of the semi-final draw for the Argentine Olympic team
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