Fox in the Penalty Area

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When Xia Xiaoyu drove the Volvo V60 that his father gave him to Hu Lai and the others, he saw Junpei Morikawa carrying a hiking bag that felt taller than others and carrying a suitcase. Walked out of the doorway.

Seeing Xia Xiaoyu sticking his head out of the car window, he grinned and greeted in bad Chinese: "Hello, Xiaoyu."

Upon seeing this, Xia Xiaoyu quickly opened the door, got out of the car, and then helped him open the trunk door: "This is all your stuff?"

Morikawa Junpei shook his head: "No, Brother Box Huan."

Xia Xiaoyu understood that the suitcase belonged to Zhang Qinghuan.

Then he saw Zhang Qinghuan coming out with a backpack on his back, and complaining to Hu Lai who was holding a box as he walked: "I said let you find a moving company, you have to come by yourself... I said you save this. What to do with some money?"

"I don't think there are too many things. I didn't expect to pack up and still have so many. When I returned to Jincheng from Lingnan, there was only a suitcase and a backpack... oh, Xiaoyu is here?"

"Brother Hu, I'll help." Xia Xiaoyu sprinted up and took the box he was holding from Hu Lai. It was a little heavy, but he still held it firmly, then turned and put it in the trunk.

"Thank you Xiaoyu, I have to run a while, I haven't finished pulling things." Hu Lai breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, your car is a station wagon." Zhang Qinghuan sighed after seeing it. "If it's a small car, we have to go a few more times."

"It's okay, I put the back seat down, and I can put more." After Xiaoyu put the box down, he went to put down the back seat.

Wang Guangwei came from the electric car, shook his head and said, "I can't fit it over there. I have to sit behind."

Hu Lai picked up the phone and glanced at it: "The little stars are here, and he only has two suitcases and a backpack... or he is free (in dialect: clean, free and easy, and convenient)."

After the match with Seoul LG, all the players who played in the game the next morning received a half-day holiday and did not need to go to training.

So Xia Xiaoyu, a player who last played ten minutes off the bench, also has a half-day holiday.

But it stands to reason that he played for ten minutes, which is no different from not playing. So even before, Xia Xiaoyu would not really rest at home, but would consciously go to the training base and train with the team. The coaching staff will not say anything. They welcome this kind of substitute players who are willing to improve themselves and take the initiative to train.

But today, Xia Xiaoyu did not go to training because he was moving, and chose to help.

After installing the car, two cars drove out of this old community. At the gate of the community, when the door guard Uncle Qin opened the door for them, he glanced at the stuffed car behind Xia Xiaoyu and said to Hu Lai: "Moved away?"

"Well, I moved. It's mainly Brother Huan, who is causing you trouble, Uncle Qin!"

Zhang Qinghuan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, gave Hu Lai a white look: "What does it have to do with me?"

Uncle Qin cheerfully smiled and said, "No trouble, no trouble. Alas, I am still a little uncomfortable after leaving... I won't see you in the future."

Wang Guangwei said: "Uncle Qin, what you said, you can still watch our game!"

"Oh, yes, I forgot about it... I'll cheer you up in front of the TV then!"

Uncle Qin said that he opened the door for cars to pass.

Hu Lai and the others waved goodbye to Uncle Qin one by one in the car.

Two vehicles carrying them and their luggage carefully drove out of this old community, toward the new house and new life.

Uncle Qin watched the two cars turn onto the highway at the door and merged into the traffic. He shook his head and sighed before turning back to his guard room.

This community will return to the same tranquility as before. There will be no longer frequent girls of unknown origin wandering around the door, his work will be much easier. This is of course a good thing, but Uncle Qin is still reluctant to bear these lovely young people...

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When Hu Lai and his two cars arrived at the new house, Chen Xingyi was already packing his room.

He opened the suitcase, spread all the clothes on the bed, and hung them in the closet one by one.

Hearing the whistle of a car outside, he ran out to help.

The six young people moved like ants, shuttled between the house and the car.

Wang Yuan was drying the clothes she had just washed this morning in the yard, when she heard the noise of frolicking from the door of the big villa diagonally opposite.

She curiously walked to the courtyard wall and looked out, then opened her eyes wide, and lowered her voice to call her husband: "Old Qin, the tenants of that villa are Hu Lai and the others!"

"Well, I see." The husband's voice rang suddenly behind him.

This shocked her. She turned to see her husband already standing behind her. She was frightened and raised her hand and patted Qin Lin's arm: "Quietly, you scared me to death!"

Qin Lin ignored his wife's complaint, but looked at the two cars and six people outside.

They were punching, happily winning, and continuing the duel after losing, and finally decided the loser among the losers-Wang Guangwei.

Then he saw Wang Guangwei dragging a box out of the trunk of the car and walking towards the villa door in his arms.

Others copied their hands and arms, and followed him into the villa laughing and watching the excitement behind him.

"What are they doing?" the wife asked puzzledly.

Qin Lin, who already knows these young people very well, explained to her: "It should be this one box left. They rely on boxing to decide who will carry the last box."

"That box doesn't look heavy...Does it still need to guess who will move it?" His wife was even more puzzled.

"It's just a small game between a group of young people." Qin Lin smiled and shook his head, turned and walked back.

He was thinking that the next life might be a lot more lively...

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When Wang Guangwei put the box in the living room, everyone stared at the pile of luggage like a hill.

"Moving is really troublesome. The thought of putting these things back in different categories makes me crazy..." Zhang Qinghuan slumped on the sofa not thinking.

"Lazy!" Hu Lai criticized.

Zhang Qinghuan glanced at Hu Lai who was also on the sofa with Ge You paralyzed: "You are ashamed to say me?"

"Actually, it's okay? Everyone only needs to pack their own things." Xia Xiaoyu said from her mouth, not really wanting to move.

Only Morikawa Junpei walked to the pile of luggage, started looking for his own things from it, sorted them out, and then went upstairs to his room one by one.

"Morikawa is really energetic..." everyone looked at him and praised.

"Get moving, comrades." Wang Guangwei got up from the chair, "Don't let the Japanese look down on you."

When he said that, when it came to the international image, the rest of the people were embarrassed to continue to collapse, and began to work with long sighs.

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Since Chen Xingyi came first, he had almost put all his things away. He stopped hanging up just a few clothes, and began to go from door to door to watch the excitement.

He first came to Morikawa Junpei's room and found that Morikawa Junpei's suitcase was opened, and everything was so exposed, he didn't pack it. Instead, he spread the two Olympic jerseys of Hu Lai on the bed, and then stood solemnly, staring down at the two jerseys.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xingyi felt a little uncomfortable, he called: "Eh Senchuan..."

Morikawa Junpei retracted his gaze and turned to look at him: "What are you doing? Xingsang."

Chen Xingyi wanted to say that you were like this, saying goodbye to the body... But he thought about it, and felt that Morikawa Junpei might not understand or understand such complicated Chinese.

It’s not his jersey anyway...

He waved his hand like this: "It's okay, you're busy with you."

After speaking, he exited Morikawa Junpei's room.

He came to the next room, Wang Guangwei was sorting things.

As the only Jincheng native among the six, he doesn't have many things because he can put most of them in his own home.

"Do you want to help, Lao Wang?" Chen Xingyi asked, leaning at the door.

Wang Guangwei shook his head: "No, I'll be fine soon. Are you finished?"

"No, I was just a few clothes short, so I threw it on the bed, too lazy." Then he found that the closet in Wang Guangwei's room was empty, "Eh, are you just such a few clothes?"

"Yes."

"What about the clothes for the season?"

"Oh, put it at home. I will go back to get it when the season changes. I won't put so many things here..." Wang Guangwei explained.

"The locals are so nice." Chen Xingyi sighed, then turned and walked out, "You are busy."

"it is good."

Coming out of Wang Guangwei's room, the opposite is Xia Xiaoyu's room. He looked at the door and found that Xia Xiaoyu was putting a box on the table. Judging from his careful movements, it seemed to be a very precious thing.

He suddenly became interested and walked in: "What is it?"

Seeing Chen Xingyi coming in, Xia Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Brother Chen, do you look familiar?"

Chen Xingyi went up and took a look...The National High School Student Football Championship Champion Medal in the box.

"Damn!" He remembered, this was the gold medal he was missing, and he didn't expect to be shown off by Xia Xiaoyu.

Xia Xiaoyu laughed.

Chen Xingyi curled his lips in his laughter: "There is something, I have two, you have one. I'm not talking about balls, guess what?"

Xia Xiaoyu's smile solidified on his face.

This time it was Chen Xingyi's turn to laugh happily, raised his head and laughed and went out.

When I went out, I turned up the stairs and came to the third floor. This is the best location, so the rent is 500 yuan for the back garden view room. If it is really a flowery back garden, it would be fine, but now it has been converted into a football field. Every day I get up and open the curtains to see a football field that I can no longer be familiar with. Chen Xingyi doesn’t know if Brother Huan will Look at it.

The first sentence every day I get up is to cheer myself up: Good morning, football guy!

"Do you want to help, Brother Huan?"

"What are you doing? Do you want to help?"

"Oh, it's okay, I'll just ask." Chen Xingyi waved his hand. "Brother Huan, you are busy with you."

"Are you special..." Zhang Qinghuan gave Chen Xingyi a blank look and continued to pack his things.

Chen Xingyi came in and walked straight to the spacious window, looking at the football field surrounded by barbed wire below.

White lines that can be preserved for a long time are drawn on the flat turf to outline a nine-a-side football field. The penalty area has been reduced, and there is only one on one side, unlike the regular stadium where there are large and small penalty areas.

Although it is not as big as a regular football field, it is quite shocking when viewed from the third floor.

"This landscape is really invincible. No wonder the rent is more than five hundred expensive." Chen Xingyi said with emotion.

Zhang Qinghuan heard what he said and said, "Then you give me five hundred, and I will give you this house."

"No way, Huan brother is the oldest of us, we have to respect the old." Chen Xingyi said with a smile, turning around to leave.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a photo frame placed on Zhang Qinghuan's bedside table with a group photo in it.

Wearing a Tamron jersey, Zhang Qinghuan, with an immature face and a green face, stood in the center. A man and a woman stood on each side of him.

He just wanted to ask a question, suddenly remembered what Zhang Qinghuan had experienced in the past, so he quickly retracted his gaze, and said goodbye to Zhang Qinghuan: "Brother Huan, I went to Hulai's house."

"Hurry up!" Zhang Qinghuan waved his hand impatiently and blasted him out.

Get out of Zhang Qinghuan's room, and then walk down the corridor to find Hu Lai's room.

When he walked to the door, Hu Lai was taking out a chubby...football from his backpack.

"Let me go, I said why your backpack takes up so much space... What are you doing with a ball when you are alright?" Chen Xingyi was startled. "Kicked us?"

"Kick you." Hu Lai put the football into the top floor of a glass cabinet in the room. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Hey, such a dirty ball, are you still confessing it as a baby?" Chen Xingyi was even more curious seeing Hu Lai's action.

"This is the first football I bought with my pocket money." Hu Lai said, then turned to ask Chen Xingyi: "Do you remember where your first football went?"

Chen Xingyi spread both hands: "Who remembers this?"

"You lost your first football and also lost your original intention!"

"Chuxin your sister..." He looked at the dirty football with suspicious eyes, "No matter how you say it, you won't be able to carry it everywhere..."

"You don't understand, this ball is of great significance to me. It is what made me go into professional football." Hu Lai looked at the football with serious eyes.

Seeing him like this, Chen Xingyi couldn't tell for a moment whether he was telling the truth or acting for himself, so he curled his lips: "All right..."

He looked around again and found that Hu Lai's room was ordinary, but the only thing that stood out was the football.

Maybe he didn't lie. This football really has a very important meaning to him, just like the two Hu Lai jerseys of Junpei Morikawa; Xia Xiaoyu's national gold medal, after all, is one piece; a family photo of Huan brother...

By analogy, this broken football has extraordinary significance to Hu Lai, and it is quite normal.

Having said that, I wonder what would Lao Wang cherish more?

In the past, Chen Xingyi thought that Lao Wang valued his hair the most, but when he knew that Wang Guangwei had cut his haircut to an inch, Sanguan almost fell apart.

If you really value hair, you obviously won't make such a decision.

After much deliberation, he still couldn't think of anything particularly important to him around Wang Guangwei.

Gee, this boring man.