in2ebook Chapter 320 The Real Goal of the Trip to Qatar
Chapter 320 The Real Goal of the Trip to Qatar
The woman was dressed in a smart white suit, and she even had a World Cup press pass hanging on her chest.
"Hello, Wang Xiucheng." Wang Xiucheng extended his hand.
Wang Xiucheng's trip to Qatar this time had an official role: a World Cup commentator.
Although it was only one game.
For Wang Xiucheng, contacting CCTV was too easy; he could do it through Zhang Manyuan.
The hotel and the private rooms at the competition venue were naturally arranged by CCTV.
"Tonight you will be commentating on the Brazil vs. South Korea match with Mr. He Wei. I'll take you to the hotel now, and a car will pick you up tonight."
Ma Fanshu glanced at the group behind Wang Xiucheng, especially at the face of Jin Zhenni, who was known as "Human Chanel".
She was also aware of this very famous group in South Korea.
But what surprised Ma Fanshu even more was that Bruno had also come to Qatar with Wang Xiucheng.
And judging from the situation, it seems that the two are not just sitting on the same plane; they appear to be quite familiar with each other.
Ma Fanshu was quite clear about Bruno's status in the American music scene.
These thoughts flashed through his mind. Ma Fanshu opened the door of the minibus, which was decorated with various elements of the World Cup, and let Wang Xiucheng and the others get on the bus.
Soon, Wang Xiucheng and his group arrived at the hotel.
Hotels in Doha were hard to book at the time, but fortunately, Wang Xiucheng would only be staying there for a few days, so CCTV made five rooms available for him.
Jennie Kim and three others shared a room, two to a room.
Wu Di, Wu Jia, and Ma Wei shared a room.
Wang Xiucheng and Bruno shared a room.
All five rooms are suites, so it's essentially one room per person.
Qatar isn't considered hot in December, but today the wind chill felt like over 30 degrees Celsius.
This made Wang Xiucheng and his group, who had just flown in from New York, feel somewhat out of place.
So none of them went out and stayed in their rooms.
……
The match between Brazil and South Korea was scheduled for 10 p.m. local time at the 974 Stadium.
Wang Xiucheng and his group arrived at the stadium at 7 o'clock and entered the private room.
It wasn't until the match was about to begin that Wang Xiucheng went to CCTV's live broadcast studio to start his impromptu commentary duties.
Despite being called a commentator, Wang Xiucheng was far from professional; He Wei did most of the talking, with Wang Xiucheng occasionally chiming in.
But this is enough.
The fact that a match played at 3 a.m. in China had higher viewership than a match played at 11 p.m. speaks volumes.
On online platforms, whether it's Douyin or other platforms, the comments section wasn't discussing the match, but rather Wang Xiucheng.
Especially Wang Xiucheng's feat of taking on two opponents one day earlier, and his winnings of 43 billion.
As for the competition, is it important?
Kim Jenny and three others, dressed in South Korean team uniforms, stood on the platform outside the VIP box with Bruno, cheering for the South Korean team throughout the entire event.
Bruno's appearance was captured by the cameras on site.
Surprisingly, applause and cheers erupted in the stadium.
Jennie Kim and her three companions also have a certain degree of fame in Qatar, and the big screen frequently focuses on the four beautiful women.
When the South Korean team members saw that Kim Jennie and the others had come to cheer them on, they were energized.
Although they ultimately lost to five-time champions Brazil.
Unexpected events don't happen every day.
After the match ended, Wang Xiucheng completed his commentary duties.
But Wang Xiucheng's real mission in Qatar has only just begun.
He had spoken to the people at CCTV and declined their offer to send Wang Xiucheng back.
However, Wang Xiucheng did not walk towards his private room, but instead walked in the opposite direction.
As the match ended, the fans gradually left the stadium.
The private room was located on the upper floor and was relatively empty, so there was no chaotic scene.
About ten minutes later, Wang Xiucheng saw a group of reporters surrounding a person outside a private room, conducting an interview.
Interestingly, most of these reporters were Chinese, while the person surrounded was a young boy wearing a white headscarf.
Wang Xiucheng smiled and said, "I found it."
This young man was Wang Xiucheng's target during his trip to Qatar.
“Wang…Wang Xiucheng…”
It's unclear which reporter happened to turn around and spot Wang Xiucheng.
So all these people immediately surrounded Wang Xiucheng.
A barrage of questions was thrown at Wang Xiucheng, accompanied by a barrage of cameras and microphones.
Wang Xiucheng did not answer, but walked forward.
The boy in the white headscarf was stunned for a moment.
Didn't you say you were going to interview me? Why did you suddenly leave?
But when he saw the tall Wang Xiucheng, he was also surprised.
As someone who loves sports, he naturally watches the NBA.
He also knew that Wang Xiucheng was a Chinese man who, in just one year, had won the Best Rookie, the All-Star Rookie Challenge MVP, and the Slam Dunk Contest champion.
Seeing Wang Xiucheng suddenly surrounded, the boy wanted to go up and say hello, but he wasn't sure if Wang Xiucheng knew him.
Although he felt that he had become quite famous in China these past few days.
But Wang Xiucheng has been in the United States, so he probably doesn't pay much attention to things happening in China.
Just then, Wang Xiucheng stepped out of the crowd and went straight to the boy's side.
"Hello, Mr. Abdulrahman Farhad Al Thani."
Wang Xiucheng awkwardly recited a string of names in English.
The boy was somewhat surprised.
Wang Xiucheng actually said his own name accurately.
Knowing one's own name is not easy for a Chinese person, and he had never met a Chinese person who could say their own name without looking at their phone.
"How do you know my name?" the boy asked in surprise.
"I just memorized it from a distance." Wang Xiucheng held up his phone and laughed, "Now if you ask me to say it again, I won't be able to."
The boy laughed, and Wang Xiucheng's words instantly shortened the distance between the two.
“Wang Xiucheng, I know your name too. You’re number 12 on the Brooklyn Nets. You were ejected yesterday,” the boy said.
Wang Xiucheng was also somewhat surprised; it seemed that this young man was indeed a sports enthusiast.
“But I’m a Warriors fan, and my favorite player is Curry,” the boy added. “You can call me Farhad.”
“Hello, Mr. Farhad,” Wang Xiucheng said.
"What are you doing here?" Fahad pointed at Wang Xiucheng, wondering why Wang Xiucheng was here.
"I got lost." Wang Xiucheng chuckled. "I forgot where my friend's private room was, so I just wandered around."
“Shall I ask for you?” Fahad suggested.
Wang Xiucheng nodded.
So Farhad led Wang Xiucheng into his private room behind him, took out his phone, and made a call.
Less than a minute later, Wang Xiucheng saw a spotlight that was originally illuminating the field suddenly move and shine on the front of a private room.
"That should be it. I'll take you there."
Farhad made the proposal again.
So Wang Xiucheng and Fahad walked away into the distance.
Fahad was Wang Xiucheng's target for this trip to Qatar.