Fox in the Penalty Area

Zhang Qinghuan once felt that he had fallen into a never-ending decline, falling in the darkness without light and sound.

He once yelled, trying to find someone for help, but he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

He waved his hands and tried to grab something to stop him from sliding down, but it was in vain.

He didn't catch anything, or that there was nothing that could be caught by him in the darkness.

Then he began to count silently in his heart, thinking that by counting three times, he would be able to keep his feet on the ground.

but no.

Counted three times, still falling.

Dozens of times, it is still falling.

After counting a hundred times, it still failed to bottom out.

Then he began to imagine that this fall might be over in the next second.

Another second, another second, definitely next time...

Finally, he didn't calculate how long it had been. Accustomed to this feeling of weightlessness in the process of falling, he even had some...don't want this feeling to disappear, don't want to have the moment of being down to earth.

Why he likes to drink so much, perhaps because every time he gets drunk, he can find the dizziness of falling endlessly.

In the air, it seems that it is not falling, but soaring...

In fact, at the beginning, he seriously thought about whether this was bad, but then he thought of his father, a healthy and cheerful person, and said that he would be gone. Since he never knew what tomorrow and the accident would be. Which one comes first, then why not cherish the moment and have fun in time?

The great poet Li Bai said, "You must be happy in life, don't let Jinzunkong face the moon"...

There is wine now, drunk now, and tomorrow will be sad.

It's just that he didn't think about it at all, and one day he would be told suddenly-there is no tomorrow, and all the worries and depressions are accumulated in the present.

This is the end of his career!

He was frightened and helpless, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, the phone on the bedside rang.

The bell pierced the darkness that had no light and no sound. He was like a drowning person, desperately trying to grab the life-saving straw, grabbing the phone suddenly.

Then startled.

It's my mother.

"Huanhuan, I read the news that you are injured, and it doesn't seem to be very good?" As soon as the call was connected, he heard his mother's eager voice. "What the **** is going on?"

Hearing her mother's voice, Zhang Qinghuan no longer controlled her emotions and burst into tears: "Mom..."

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Hu Lai finished training and returned to the locker room with his teammates, changed clothes, and waited for Wang Guangwei to pack up and return to the rental house.

At this moment, assistant coach Chen Mo suddenly appeared at the door of the locker room.

He knocked on the door.

Seeing a coach coming in the lively locker room, he calmed down. Coach Zhao is a very kind person, but assistant coach Chen Mo is a very powerful character...

In this silence, Chen Mo looked at Hu Lai and said, "Hu Lai, come here."

Everyone turned their suspicion on Hu Lai, who was named, and didn't understand why the assistant coach came to him suddenly.

If there is anything, when the team training is over, the coach will directly leave people behind.

Hu Lai knew that this might have something to do with Zhang Qinghuan.

So he said to Wang Guangwei: "Don't wait for me for a while, just go home by yourself when you are done."

Wang Guangwei did not ask, nodded and agreed.

Hu Lai was in full view, got up and left with the assistant coach.

As soon as he left, his teammates came to ask Wang Guangwei: "Guangwei, do you know why Hu Lai was called away alone?"

Wang Guangwei spread his hands: "I don't know..."

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Hu Lai met a person he had never seen before in the office under Zhao Kangming and Zhao's guidance. It looks like he should be middle-aged, about the same age as Director Zhao, but the hair on the temples is all white, only the middle hair is still black.

His face is deeply wrinkled and frowning, which makes his expression a little sad.

Seeing Hu Lai coming in, Zhao Kangming waved to him: "Come on, let me introduce to you, this is Yongjun, it's... uh..."

A middle-aged man named Yong Jun took the initiative to introduce: "I used to be Zhang Qinghuan's agent and a good friend of his parents."

Hu Lai looked at him strangely, not understanding what this had to do with him.

"That's it, Mr. Yong was entrusted by Zhang Qinghuan's mother to come to Jincheng to see Zhang Qinghuan's situation. He found the club, hoping to see the X-ray of Zhang Qinghuan's left ankle..."

Hu Lai now understands that it is normal for people to request X-rays, but neither Director Zhao nor Doctor Yang can get them out. So seeing that this scam was about to be exposed, Director Zhao pushed himself as the culprit... No, it was the instigator.

But how could Hu Lai be so easy to give up? He looked confused: "Then Zhao will show you to others."

"Haha." Instructor Zhao smiled slightly.

Chen Mo glared at Hu Lai next to him: "Don't pretend to be crazy here, Hu Lai. Your kid came up with this idea!"

Yong Jun watched the conversation between the three people next to him, his eyes turned around on them, he didn't quite understand what was going on, but he faintly felt that things were not as simple as what he saw...

As soon as Chen Mo spoke, Hu Lai was honest, and he turned to Yong Jun: "Uncle, how is your relationship with Zhang Qinghuan?"

"Uh..." Yong Jun was guilty of this problem.

Upon seeing this, Hu Lai explained: "Because what we are going to say to Uncle you next has something to do with Zhang Qinghuan's future. If you are not the kind of trustworthy person, then I will not say a word. This is Zhao The dead rules set by the guide."

After speaking, he glanced at Zhao Kangming.

"Hey, this kid..." Chen Mo didn't expect that Hu Lai would actually attack Zhao Kangming.

But Zhao Kangming didn't care, smiled slightly, and admitted what Hu Lai said.

"It's hard for me to tell you what is the relationship between Qinghuan and me." Yong Jun understood, he explained. "I used to have a very good relationship with him. I am a good friend of his parents. We have known each other for many years. I am still his former agent. Of course, I am not anymore, because Qinghuan feels that I control him too tightly and do not treat me. Satisfied, so I drove me. But I still have a very good relationship with his family. This time his mother called him and realized that he was going to retire due to injury... She was shocked, but she was not healthy. Well, I can’t travel far, so I have to let me take a trip to Jincheng and see his son."

After Yong Jun finished saying this, Hu Lai had a very strange idea in his mind-his son had such a big deal, why did the mother ask a friend... what about his father?

He wanted to ask, but he didn't know if it would embarrass everyone.

When Yong Jun saw Hu Lai blinking and blinking, how could he not understand?

So he quickly explained: "I didn't make it clear... Qing Huan's father passed away three years ago."

The whole house, not only Hu Lai, but also Zhao Kangming and Chen Mo were surprised.

Because they had never heard of this before!

"This... the death of Qinghuan's father is a very sad and unfortunate thing for Qinghuan and his mother. This kind of thing is not worth publicizing, so only people in the small circle know. Not even a few reporters know about it."

Hu Lai listened to Yong Jun’s explanation, but suddenly an idea came to his mind:

Zhang Qinghuan’s father passed away three years ago. It seems that Zhang Qinghuan’s indulgence has continued for three years. Is there any connection between these?

The reason why he had such thoughts was because there was a similar example in the time and space he traveled through.

Former Inter Milan star, Brazilian striker, "King" Adriano, once brilliant, he was considered by his teammates to be a combination of Ronaldo and Ibrahimovic. The fans of the Meazza Stadium are looking forward to them. The king can truly ascend to the throne one day.

But in the end, this super genius did not realize his talent, and did not become what people expected.

On the contrary, he fell very fast.

Songs every night, even sleeping in a nightclub. I completely handed myself over to alcohol and women, wanton indulgence.

Even if the club chairman and the team’s locker room leader cared about him and helped him like their own children, they still failed to pull him out of the fall.

Later, Adriano admitted that his father's death had given him a great blow, and he has never recovered since then, facing a huge mental problem.

Of course, there are also some fans on the Internet who think that Adriano's words are just trying to find a reason for his degeneration and put the blame on the dead father. Anyway, the dead will not stand up from the coffin to refute him.

This argument has always been very marketable. After the Chinese genius Dong Fangzhuo suffered so many criticisms, he did not stand up to clarify the rumors until he retired, but few people care about the truth anymore. They only care about the truth that they think.

There are other people on Adriano's side who have testified to show how much influence his father's trends have on him. And those clarifications made by Dong Fangzhuo are nothing more than quibbles by some fans...

Inter Milan’s captain Zanetti said in an interview later that when Adriano received a call and was told the bad news, they were all in the room, and he can’t forget that Adriano hung up the phone. The scream that followed, "It was made in a way that no one can imagine."

Zanetti also admitted that they failed to pull him out of the dark passage. That was his biggest failure, and he felt incompetent.

Because the sudden death of a loved one has a huge impact on a person, it can turn a world-class super genius into a self-willed and depraved bastard.

This kind of thing does not only exist in the stories fabricated by literati and inscribers, but actually exists in the world.

So even though Hu Lai had never heard Zhang Qinghuan confess himself, he immediately connected the two things together.

He opened his eyes and looked at Yong Jun: "Is the way that Zhang Qinghuan is now has something to do with his father's death?"

Yong Jun didn't expect Hu Lai to see what was behind the appearance all at once. He cast a surprised look at Hu Lai, then nodded: "Qing Huan has never admitted, but his mother and I think it is the case. Yes. For Qinghuan, his father is more than just a father. Lao Zhang is the leader of his son's football and the coach of the enlightenment. After Qinghuan showed his talent, he sent Qinghuan to the sports school at least four times a week. They rode their bicycles across half of the capital and took him to sports school to practice ball..."

Following Yong Jun’s narration, Hu Lai, Zhao Kangming, and Chen Mo gradually sketched the image of Zhang Qinghuan’s father in their minds.

He is an old football fan. In order to allow his son to concentrate on playing football, he quit his public office and sold his house. He accompanies his son three hundred and sixty-five days a year, regardless of wind or rain. Accompany him to play in sports school, accompany him into the reserve team of the Capital Tamron Club, and accompany him level by level in the echelon, all the way to the Tamron first team.

The son follows the team to play the game, no matter how far he is, he will follow, standing on the sidelines and holding a handheld DV to take pictures of his son playing.

After the game is over, he combined with the video he shot to replay the game with his son, analyze his performance, correct any problems, and praise him if he performs well.

In this way, day after day, year after year, under his meticulous care and careful training, his son became a super genius that attracted the attention of all Chinese fans. Everyone placed the hope of the Chinese team in the World Cup. On him.

Next, it should be the son fighting **** the court. The father watched his son's game in the stands. He continued to accompany him to enter the national team and participate in the World Cup qualifiers until finally meeting with his son in the World Cup, becoming a part of Chinese football. Good story.

People who know the story of their father and son, including Yong Jun, think so.

The story should go on like this.

"...But who would have thought that a person who is usually healthy would go to watch his son's game away on the road, and suddenly...it disappeared. Later the doctor said what spinal arteriovenous malformation was...we didn't know, we were all alone. Son, there is no sickness and pain, and if you say nothing, it is gone... Qinghuan is even more unacceptable. Since then, I have noticed that he is not mentally right and training is not active and serious. I always want to go out and play. Nightclub, go to the bar. When Lao Zhang was still with him before, he was not like this... I wouldn’t let him go. He quarreled with me first, and then simply avoided me and went secretly. I found out and continued. Noisy. Later, he simply asked me to cancel the contract, and I was tired from arguing with him at that time~www.ltnovel.com~ I would cancel the contract if I wanted to cancel the contract... Now that I think about it, I regret it, but I shouldn’t agree to it at the time. If the contract is terminated, I should watch him closely and defend him closely..."

Speaking of this, Yong Jun seemed to be joking, but his smile was particularly bitter.

After listening to the unknown story of Zhang Qinghuan, the other three people in the room fell into silence.

Yong Jun looked at them and asked, "Now you can tell me what happened to Qinghuan?"

The three people looked at each other, and finally Zhao Kangming stood up: "Mr. Yong, things are actually like this..."

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PS, special thanks to Zhenxiong Chumo, author of "Surgery Live Room", for providing the cause of sudden death!

Teacher Xiong’s new book "The Healer Has No Sleep" has been updated by 270,000 words. You can read it or put it on the shelf to fatten up~

(End of this chapter)