Fox in the Penalty Area

"In a Premier League focus game that ended last night in Beijing time, Leeds City, played by Chinese player Hulay, defeated Tramed with a score of 3:2 in the away game, and won the most precious three-pointer on the road to the championship... …Tramed was unwilling to be a stepping stone for Leeds City’s championship at home, so he fought very fiercely from the beginning of the game... and the Portuguese genius Balea took the lead to help the home team get the lead...

"Although he was closely guarded in the game, Hulay still used an unexpected move to assist Camara to score, allowing Leeds to equalize before the end of the first half... In the second half, the two sides changed sides to fight again, and Leeds took the lead. , Just scored the goal at the beginning. Williams scored a goal in a mess in front of the goal, Leeds also took the lead away...

"But then Leeds' physical fitness declined significantly, and Tramed took the opportunity to get their captain Kirk to equalize the score... The game then entered a white-hot stage. On the scene, Tramed gradually gained the upper hand... The biggest climax of the game was fast. It's ninety-three minutes..."

At this point, the voice of the news announcer on the TV became excited.

"Baria broke into the penalty area and was overthrown by Leeds midfielder Vieira. The referee decisively awarded a penalty kick. This is a thunderbolt for Leeds... Almost no one believes that Leeds can be brought back to life... but a miracle This happened! Baria’s penalty kick was saved by Leeds goalkeeper Van Devin, and the supplement was also blocked...Leeds then launched a counterattack. After a series of passing runs, Hulay The final word!"

The news was broadcast here and switched to the original sound reproduction of the live broadcast of the game.

Yan Kang screamed: "Hu Lai!!! Hu Lai!!! Lore! This is a lore! Hu Lai lore Tramed! He also almost lore the Stan Park Rangers!!"

When Li Ziqiang passed by the guard room of the school, he heard the voice coming from inside.

He couldn't help turning his head and looking at him, just facing the guard inside. The latter laughed when he saw him: "Coach Li, congratulations, congratulations!"

"Congratulations?" Li Ziqiang asked in confusion.

"Hu Lai is about to win the Premier League championship, this is your proud disciple! Isn't it worth congratulating?" The guard laughed haha.

Li Ziqiang frowned, "Isn't it time to be happy? There is still one round left in the league..."

"Hey, I think it's almost the same. Anyway, I don't believe that Leeds City can lose the final round at home... Honestly, Coach Lee, after watching their game yesterday, I have a strong confidence. , I think Leeds City must be the league champion this season." The guard pointed to the mobile phone in his hand. The sound of the news just came from this.

"That's why I have to congratulate Coach Li, the good players you brought out have won glory for our country! Ha!"

The guard let out a hearty laugh, then lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "I saw our old principal hurried out of the gate just now, with a smile on his face, as if something good was happening... I don’t know. Are you looking for someone to make a banner again..."

"Banner?" Li Ziqiang did not react.

The doorman teased: "The banner hanging on the door! What kind of "Congratulations to our alumni Hu Lai for winning the Premier League championship"..."

Li Ziqiang suddenly covered his face. The old principal is good at everything, but in the past few years he has become more and more showing off... and everyone knows his "little" hobby.

Just then, the phone in his pocket rang.

Li Ziqiang took a look:

Principal Zhai is calling.

This really means that Cao Cao has arrived.

"Li Ziqiang, where are you?" As soon as the call was connected, Zhai Guangming's hearty voice came through the handset of his mobile phone. The voice was loud as if he had opened the speaker.

"Me? I'm at the school gate..."

"Go to your office quickly and tidy up the room!"

"what's happenin?"

"There will be a TV station coming to interview soon!"

"Why come again?" Li Ziqiang's first reaction was annoying.

"Tsk, what's your tone?" Sure enough, Zhai Guangming on the other end of the phone told me a lesson, "Did you not watch the game yesterday?"

"Look..."

"Then you still ask this kind of question!"

Li Ziqiang glanced at the guard who was listening with a smile and eavesdropping, then raised his hand and made a goodbye gesture, then turned and walked towards the school stadium.

"I tell you, this is a good opportunity to promote our school, don't lose the chain..."

"Principal, we haven't had little publicity opportunities in the past few years..."

"That means our school is awesome! Okay, well, you go and clean up the room, when the time comes, the reporter will come and take a picture..."

"The principal, let me say yes first, I won't lie in the interview, I will say what I should say..." Li Ziqiang reminded.

"Okay, I know! You have said it so many times. When you recruited Hu Lai into the team, I didn't like him. I can hear it. If you suddenly change your words, it would be wrong...whatever Well, anyway, you kid certainly don’t know how many times you have been cheating, hey!"

Zhai Guangming teased Li Ziqiang and hung up the phone, as if he was really busy.

Li Ziqiang looked down at the hung up phone and shook his head helplessly.

I really can’t tell with the old principal...

What "I don't know how many times I have fun in secret"?

Am I that kind of person?

but……

When Li Ziqiang thought of Hu Lai's score yesterday, he got goose bumps on the spot.

That kid did a good job this time.

Then a smile flashed on his serious face.

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"Star, did you watch the Premier League game yesterday?" In the hotel restaurant, Jorge Dillon asked Chen Xingyi, who was standing in front of him, with arms folded.

"Uh...Mr. Dillon, in order to ensure the performance of today's game, I went to bed early yesterday..." Chen Xingyi replied with his head down in an honest manner.

The two people can now communicate normally in English-even though Dillon is a Spanish who has coached in Italy, he is also fluent in English-interpreter Yu Jintao stood by, acting as a mere listener, not translation.

Hearing Chen Xingyi's words, Dillon laughed: "Although I ask you to rest earlier, if it's because of watching a game like the Premier League, then it's not impossible to go to bed late. I'm not that unreasonable, Xing. "

Hearing the coach's words, Chen Xingyi raised his head and told the truth: "Yes, Mr. Dillon, I watched that game."

"What do you think? Looking at your former club teammates, scoring a goal that is destined to be recorded in the history of the Premier League on such a stage... How do you feel?"

Faced with this question, Chen Xingyi did not immediately answer, but fell silent.

Dillon didn't urge him, still standing with arms folded, waiting patiently.

After a long silence, Chen Xingyi said, "Envy..."

"You don't seem to be sure?"

Chen Xingyi was silent for a while before continuing, "Envy, and a little bit jealous."

Hearing his answer, Yu Jintao beside him couldn't help but glanced at Chen Xingyi's face a few more times, wanting to see his expression change.

Chen Xingyi still had a smile on his face, but this kind of smile was different from the usual smile, more like a cover. But this just shows that what he just said was the truth.

Dillon didn’t have the mind to speculate on Chen Xingyi’s inner game. He nodded when he heard this answer, and then said: "Then if I tell you to bear with me, after playing the World Cup, I will wait until next summer to go abroad to play because of the summer. There are more options for a transfer than a winter transfer...Are you unhappy?"

Chen Xingyi still smiled, shook his head and said: "How could it be, Mr. Dillon. I listen to you, do what you say..."

Dillon laughed: "I'm joking, Star. I know I will stay with you for another year, and your heart will definitely not be here. Seeing Hu's performance in the Premier League, your heart has already flown out of the country... …"

In Yu Jintao's eyes, Chen Xingyi still had that cover-up smile.

"But I'm right. That means there are more options for transfers in the summer. So you can leave after the World Cup."

The hidden smile instantly disappeared from Chen Xingyi's face, his eyes widened and he looked at the coach in amazement.

"Yesterday my agent sent a video collection of your game in the Super League and the national team to some of my friends in Europe. I received a call from them today and are very interested in you. But I told them not to worry , Wait until you finish the World Cup. They should all send someone to observe your performance in the World Cup... So do you know what to do, Star?" Dillon asked Chen Xingyi with a smile.

Chen Xingyi became agitated, but he quickly forced himself to calm down, trying to answer in a calm tone: "I will behave well, Mr. Dillon!"

Dillon nodded and said: "Hu Lai and Luo Kai have shown you two situations of going to Europe to play football. Hu Lai is the source of motivation for your efforts, but you should focus more on Luo Kai, he is you. The most likely example in Europe."

"I understand, I will put my mentality and position right, Mr. Dillon, thank you!" Chen Xingyi took a step back and bowed to Dillon.

The old Spanish man smiled and accepted it calmly.

"It seems that Chen Xingyi is going abroad..." In the depths of the restaurant, the Golden Arrow players who had been looking at the head coach saw this scene and expressed such emotion.

"Isn't this something that has been known for a long time?"

"No, it was just a guess before... but now that it looks like this, I guess it should have been decided."

"I really envy……"

"What's so envious? You go out too..."

"Fuck! How can I get out of my age?"

"Don't be old-fashioned, you are only twenty-six years old!"

"Forget it...don’t you read what the media say? It’s best to go abroad before the age of twenty-five. When you are twenty-six, it’s hard to make any progress when you go out to play football. Let’s talk about me. I'm out of ambition for a long time to drag the family. I want to play well in China now, and I will be satisfied that the salary of the next contract can be increased appropriately..."

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"Zhao, guide you to find me... eh?"

After returning to training after the game, Zhang Qinghuan just pushed open the door of the head coach Zhao Kangming's office, and saw that there was not only Zhao Kangming but also the club's general manager Dong Wen.

"Manager Dong?"

He was a little surprised.

Dong Wen smiled and waved to Zhang Qinghuan: "Qinghuan is coming, there is something I want to tell you. That's it... the club received an offer from Barcelona Sarria, and they want to sign you."

Zhang Qinghuan's expression was calm, and he hadn't even seen Dong Wen so surprised. Dong Wen knew that he must have heard of it. It should be that the other party had contact with Zhang Qinghuan's agent, Yong Jun.

It stands to reason that this is a private contact with players, but Dong Wen didn't care about it. He still said cheerfully: "I asked Lao Zhao, and he has no objection to your transfer. So I want to ask your opinion again."

Zhang Qinghuan did know the news a long time ago, because he and Uncle Yong have been in contact, and Uncle Yong first informed him. And Uncle Yong also told him that Sarria's interest in him was not a whim. Since Hu Lai went abroad to play football, there have been many European clubs eyeing Anton Shining Star, and Sarria is one of them. They followed them for more than a year, and they knew them well.

However, Zhang Qinghuan still didn't expect the other party to move so fast. Seeing Dong Wen appearing in his place, he realized that the Sarria Club should be directly quoting Anton Flash.

He originally thought that a club like Sarria would have to wait until the World Cup. After all, it was a relatively safe way to use the World Cup to test the player's quality and avoid risks.

Sarria is a mid-lower team in La Liga and is definitely not a giant. In a place like Barcelona, ​​with the behemoth Catalonia, the situation of Sarria's team can be imagined.

If you transfer to this team, it should not satisfy some people's vanity.

But Zhang Qinghuan doesn't care. With Hu Lai's successful experience, Zhang Qinghuan knows that the club's reputation is meaningless to him.

What suits you is the best.

So is Sarria suitable for him?

In fact, Zhang Qinghuan is not clear.

But many things are like this, there is no one-size-fits-all solution, nor is it 100% suitable.

If you are looking for a team that is 100% suitable for you... then Zhang Qinghuan may not be able to play abroad until he retires.

Anyway, Uncle Yong said that he had communicated with the other club for a long time and believed that what the other party said was true. He really fully understood Zhang Qinghuan before he decided to sign him.

Then Zhang Qinghuan believed in Uncle Yong's judgment.

He nodded to Dong Wen: "I have no objection, Manager Dong."

After looking at each other, Dong Wen and Zhao Kangming nodded and said, "If this is the case, then I will negotiate terms with each other."

He said goodbye to the two and left.

Only Zhao Kangming and Zhang Qinghuan are left in the office.

The two masters and apprentices looked at each other. In the end, Zhao Kangming broke the silence: "You should have been the one who played abroad before Hu Lai."

Zhang Qinghuan shook his head: "Why did Zhao tell you this? I'm not jealous of Hu Lai..."

However, Zhao Kangming said persistently: "I said this because I want to remind you, Qinghuan. There are more temptations in Europe's colorful world, and you have to hold onto it."

Zhang Qinghuan hurriedly laughed: "Don't worry, Director Zhao. When I was young, I had done everything that I should play, and now I just want to play football."

"Hey, what you said..." Zhao Kangming was exasperated. "Why do you seem to be showing off? What have you been playing with?"

Zhang Qinghuan waved his hands again and again: "No no...not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning..." Then he quickly changed the subject, "Then Director Zhao, I'm leaving, what will the team do?"

Zhao Kangming snorted: "Hu Lai is gone, our team has not been relegated! Our team does not have the kind of people who can't play without anyone! You just go out, you don't have to worry about the team's affairs."

"Yes, yes... Zhao will guide you wisely."

Seeing Zhang Qinghuan nodding his head again and again, like a chicken pecking at rice, Zhao Kangming, who had been strained before, suddenly collapsed. He said: "Okay, I called you here to tell you this~www.novelmt.com ~Now you go back quickly!"

"Then I'm leaving, Director Zhao."

"Go."

When Zhang Qinghuan walked to the door, he looked back and found that Zhao Kangming had turned around and was looking at the first team training field outside the window.

So he said, "Thank you Zhao for your guidance."

Zhao Kangming waved his back to him without saying a word.

Zhang Qinghuan bowed to that figure before opening the door and leaving.

After hearing the sound of closing the door, Zhao Kangming did not turn around, but still looked at the training ground below.

The training has ended, and the club staff are maintaining the used turf.

Someone held a faucet and watered the training ground.

The evening sun shot obliquely, pulling out a rainbow on the green field.