The Ball at Your Feet

Three days later, when Zhao Yaning returned to his hometown, he immediately asked Beibei out of school.

"Didn't everyone say that you were hurt?"

Beibei glanced at Zhao Yaning's feet, and took a closer look. She didn't see anything wrong with Zhao Yaning's feet, and then raised her head suspiciously, "Isn't it a fracture? Why didn't I see the cast?"

"What plaster is on the fifth metatarsal fracture? Even if it's really hurt, it's just an ankle brace." Zhao Yaning smiled bitterly.

"Are you cheating?" Beibei exclaimed. But immediately she realized that her voice was louder. She closed her mouth quickly and looked around. Fortunately, there was no one around, and her words could not be heard.

"It's not a fraud. If it is put on someone else, it must be broken." When it comes to this, Zhao Yaning's expression is not very good. He is very angry with this matter, but there is no way, "I am helpless. Act of."

Beibei looked at Zhao Yaning for a long time before nodding slightly, "I don't understand anything anyway. Football is too difficult for me. But be careful. It's not a bad thing that you like to play football. , But it’s really not worth it if you get sick for this. I heard people say that football injuries are very serious. Don’t get a broken leg and come back. I don’t want to serve you."

Zhao Yaning didn't say anything, just squeezed Beibei's hand. It is better to have such a sensible girlfriend than anything else.

"You have nothing to do in the past two days?" Beibei remembered something again, and asked softly, "Your season is over, and the national team game is late. From now to before the college entrance examination, you are all right. Right?"

Zhao Yaning looked at Beibei and didn't know what to say: Although Beibei seemed very strong, it was mostly just pretending to be strong. After all, she is an 18-year-old girl. Zhao Yaning’s fame has brought her a lot of trouble, and she herself is facing the pressure of the college entrance examination and is at a loss. Zhao Yaning can’t share the burden for her by her side. In fact, Beibei is also very depressed. . She is now looking forward to Zhao Yaning staying with her and staying with her until the end of the college entrance examination.

But she couldn’t agree to her request. “I’m going to Monaco. I have to sign the transfer. Then they want me to have a medical examination in Paris. They don’t trust the doctors in China. I contacted the Sapitriri Clinic in Paris and asked me to go for another check-up. It was where Ronaldo had undergone cruciate ligament tear surgery, and the medical level was very high."

The college entrance examination time is July 7th, which may not seem too late, but in fact it is not too early. Ligue 1 kicks off in early August. If you want to keep up with Monaco's pre-season training and friendly matches, you must get a contract with France early.

"Let's go, your athletes have a lot of hidden injuries anyway, it's not a bad thing to look up carefully." Beibei was a little disappointed, but nodded, "What then? Is it all right?"

"There are also a few commercials, and then there are interviews arranged by the TV station and the recording of the CCTV program..."

"Then the new season begins, right?" Beibei pouted, "You are really busy."

Although Beibei's expression was very plain, she turned her head to the side and did not look at Zhao Yaning at all. Zhao Yaning understands that this means that Beibei is already very angry.

"I will definitely come back to accompany you until the college entrance examination for a few days." Zhao Yaning promised.

"Who needs you? My mother will definitely send me to the examination room at that time. If you show up, it will be troublesome for my mother to see it."

Zhao Yaning stunned, "You haven't told your mother about our affairs yet? You said it last time. I told my parents, you tell your parents. I have already said, you..."

"It's easy to handle you, you are already working. What do I say? It's hard to study well in the third year of high school, and find a boyfriend? What if my mother has a bad heart and gets mad?" Bei Bei gave him a white look, "Wait until I'm here. University, after the first half of the year, then tell my mother that I have a boyfriend, and then another year, when I have almost shaped your image in front of my mother, this matter can be made public."

Zhao Yaning groaned, "It's so simple to go out for two years, but you can make long-term plans."

"If you can't make a long-term plan, break up. Anyway, I feel that I have broken up this year."

Seeing Beibei's anger, Zhao Yaning had no choice but to comfort him again. After a long time, Bei Bei calmed down.

"If you play in Ligue 1 next season, will I be able to see you on TV?" Beibei remembered something. "The university courses will not be so stressful, and I don't have to spend so much effort. At that time, I can watch you play."

Zhao Yaning shook his head, "Impossible. CCTV does not have the right to broadcast in Ligue 1. They can only broadcast Serie A and Bundesliga. Ligue 1 TV stations do not. I can buy you a computer. You can watch my games online. However, Ligue 1 generally starts late. If you think of Ligue 1 in China, you won't be able to rest well."

Beibei glanced at him, and Beibei was quite pleased with these words of concern, "It’s okay, staying up late or something, I don’t care. But the Internet is very troublesome, my computer is not used well, and they are looking for Zhang Jun. The game seems to be quite laborious, I'm afraid it won't...Couldn't CCTV buy the broadcast rights of Ligue 1?"

Zhao Yaning smiled bitterly and shook his head. It is not that he has not asked this question. He also hopes that CCTV can buy the broadcast rights of the Ligue 1 so that his parents can watch his games at home. But how many times he asked about this matter, he came to the same conclusion: impossible.

The level of the French League may not be the highest in Europe, but the broadcast fee is definitely the highest level in Europe, even if it is not inferior to the highly commercialized Premier League on the other side of the strait. This year's broadcasting expenses have reached 370 million Euros. With such a terrifying cost price, CCTV will definitely need to charge for broadcasting. Chinese TV stations may not be willing to pay for it. The current Serie A league is still broadcast for free, and the broadcast cost of the Bundesliga is also very low. CCTV’s broadcast is still focused on them.

What's more, he heard from Cordia that even with such a figure, the bosses of Ligue 1 are still shouting losses. It is said that the broadcast rights of Ligue 1 will be auctioned after 2004, and Canal+ TV station is said to be reported. The sky-high price of over 500 million euros. China TV will definitely not interfere with such charges.

But what if you don't pay? This year, the British Sky TV has already intervened in the broadcast rights of Italian leagues. It is said that starting next year, the games of the big players in Serie A will change from free TV programs to pay TV programs. Kirsch, which holds the broadcasting rights of the Bundesliga, has just declared bankruptcy. I don’t know what will happen to the broadcasting of the Bundesliga. If China still decides not to spend a lot of money, I am afraid that no European games will be looked down on in the future.

Beibei saw that Zhao Yaning could not say anything, so she had to agree with him. She also knew that Zhao Yaning was rich now, and buying a computer would not be a big deal for him, and she would not be polite to him. It’s good to watch your game online. But you have to call me the other day when you play, if you can’t play, I’ll wait for a night, I can’t stand it.”

It's up to the coach to decide whether to play or not. It is absolutely forbidden to leak the list of players in advance...Zhao Yaning said in his heart, but he knew that these truths had nothing to say with Beibei.

Beibei doesn't understand the rules of football at all. For her, football is just a group of people who are fed up and do nothing to do, playing the ball on the court to kill time. She doesn't care about tactics and techniques.

"Babe, there is actually something I want to ask you." Zhao Yaning thought about it for a while before he decided to ask this question directly, "I asked others, and they all told me that it is not difficult to study in France. You again Never thought about going to France for university..."

"I'm not going." Beibei gave the answer very directly.

"The study atmosphere in France is better, the universities over there..."

"Do you really think I only know to study? My parents and my mother are in China, and my relatives and friends are in China. I can't just leave them all alone for you. Besides, can you guarantee You will be in France for the next four years? I will run with you. You will be in France this year and go to England next year. What should I do?"

Zhao Yaning was speechless when Beibei asked these words, but he was still a little reconciled, "I just think that if you go abroad, I can get closer to you."

"Don't be so childish. Don't say that you are abroad now, even if you are in the country and go to university, it is difficult to be in the same city."

Having said that, it can be seen that Beibei is also a little unwilling, "We can think of a way again, there will always be a way."

Beibei patted his hand, "You are a man, and men should focus on their career. Don't just think about meeting your girlfriend, thinking about fun, and thinking about how to be comfortable. Boys shouldn't be so mother-in-law, just look more openly. , You can go further."

Beibei's words made Zhao Yaning wonder what to say. Beibei used to be more sensible than him, and is still more sensible than him.

Such a girlfriend is far more important than any beauty.

"John, you don't seem to look pretty."

On the small island of Corsica, the family after dinner was sitting together. Mrs. Jacquet looked at her little son with a sullen expression on her face, "What's the matter? Your sister came home today. You should be happy. Some are right."

"I see." John Yaktai agreed, and sat aside, teasing the Labrador at home, no longer looking up.

"What's the matter, John? I'm so upset to see me back? Did I mess with you?" Alizee looked at her brother and greeted him. "What can't you say?"

"Today the Paris official website gave the information, Zhao went to Monaco." John raised his head, "Our transfer this summer was a mess! Zhao and Squelach are gone, and Dabere is also sold. Our striker, midfielder, defender, and the three best players in the three positions are gone. How will we play next year? Coach Bjorta is still unreliable. If Coach Kubis is still there, such a thing must be will not occur."

"Are you upset about this?" Alizee walked over and grabbed her brother's ear. "Just make a face with me because of this? Bad boy!"

"Stop it." John got rid of Alizee's hand. "I'm not making a face at you. I just don't like the inaction of the Ajaccio team in the transfer market this summer."

"But what does this have to do with you? The team is not yours?"

John glanced at his sister a little annoyed, "This is my favorite team. We finally made it to the First Division, not to be a lift. Besides, didn't you also tell the media that you support the team? Why? So indifferent to the team."

"I'm a very sane fan...I just look at it occasionally." Alizee shook her head, and then she remembered something, "The Zhao you mentioned is the Chinese, right?"

"Yeah." John nodded. "He is our best player. He is already an official national team player. He will be in this World Cup."

"I know him." Alizee seemed to try to recall, "I also bet with him that he scored fewer goals than the French national team."

"You lost the bet."

The French team did not make a single entry in this World Cup. Sitting on Henry, Trezeguet and Cisse, they failed to score a goal. This result was beyond everyone's expectations.

Hearing the news that Alizee and Zhao Yaning were betting, John became amused, "What did you bet with him?"

"If I lose, I will date him."

John's smile was stuck, his face was a little distorted, "He pursued you?"

"No. But I can see that he likes me." Alizee shook her finger, looking a little smug. "Does he think he can't tell if he doesn't tell me? Too little of me."

"So, do you like him?" John asked.

"The other person seems to be pretty good. But like it? Forget it, we are not familiar, and he is not handsome, not humorous enough, I don't think I will fall in love with him. I don't like that type of boy."

"So you're ready to play tricks again? Like you always do?"

"Of course not." Alizee rolled her eyes at her younger brother like a demonstration, "I decided to go to the appointment."

This time it was John's turn to open his mouth, "Why?"

"For the sake of an appointment. You can only do this to your own younger brother. This is your privilege. I have always been trustworthy when it comes to other people."

John made a grimace, but before he could speak, he was stopped by Mr. Jacquet on the side. "John, your sister and I have something to say, can you leave here first?"

John glanced at his father and left the living room, while his father turned to look at Alizee, "Lily, why did you make this decision? I don't want to interfere with what kind of boyfriend you choose. This is your freedom. But with What I know about you, an athlete, does not seem to be your normal choice. Can you tell me why you made this decision? I think there must be some reasons, right?"

For the father's words, Alizee blinked and saw her father's serious look. She nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "I did this for a reason."

"Talk about it." Father looked at her and asked.

"Do you have a feeling that my songs have become less and less like my own since this period of time?" Alizee thought for a while before finding her opening words, "I think I am not me now Myself, I think I am a small Marlene Farmer now."

Father seemed to understand something.

"Everything about me was arranged by Marlene Farmer. Everything from my songs, to my costumes, to my personal image, and everything about me. It's all Marlene Farmer! I like Marlene Farmer very much. Lotus Farmer, but it doesn’t mean that I am going to be a Marlene Farmer. I am myself, I am not the shadow of others, not the shadow of anyone, even Marlene Farmer."

Alizee was talking about her distress, but her father heard it, but only gave her some reminders, "Have you ever thought about it, Marlene Farmer is the only successful pop artist in France for twenty years. Other popular Singer, almost all failed. She has taken a fancy to you and asked you to be her successor, which is a great honor for you."

"Yes, but I don't like it." Alizee raised her head, "I don't like such days. I want to be able to sing my own songs and walk my own way instead of flattering others. I dislike those regrets. Learning, and those covers."

As a leading figure in the French pop music scene, Marlene Farmer has a high status in the French music scene. The French music industry is a very strange place. Pop music is not admired here, and there has never been a market for pop music in France. During the entire twenty years, although the singers of popular music have changed batch after batch, only Marlene Farmer is truly recognized by the international pop music scene.

It was Marlene Farmer who took a fancy to Alizee and thought she was the most suitable successor to her. She asked her company to sign her, guide her singing skills, package her, and promote her to the pop music scene. Peak. And now, Marlene Farmer even arranged for her to sing some English songs, trying to get closer to the American music scene.

"That beautiful island of Madonna, you cover it very well..."

"No, my voice is not suitable for that song. She and I are two-way singers. I can't sing that kind of elegance and charm. That song is very strange to sing with my singing method, and it's not at all comparable. The original singing, imitating her song seemed to me very clumsy." Alizee immediately retorted, "And because of this fame, it makes me even more clumsy."

"So you are going to fight back? In this way?" Father asked.

"The company doesn't allow me to fall in love. They say this is to maintain my personal image. But I don't like the image of Lolita. I hope my image is a healthy and energetic girl. Of course, if there is some wisdom, Some romance, some charm, that’s great. I think I can start from my personal image and redesign myself. If I begin to fall in love with others, my image will be changed. Then I will fall in love again. By writing some songs for reasons, I can gradually get rid of the shadow of Marlene Farmer. Then I can build my own image, my own style, I am myself, I am Alizee, not anyone else. "

When the father looked at his daughter, he smiled for a long time, "Then why, do you start with a personal image?"

"Mary is in charge of me in this respect. She made this bet. She must be embarrassed to control me. I naturally want to start from this aspect. In terms of songs, it was Marlene Farmer who personally worked out the goal, and I did it. No hands and feet."

"Your so-called personal image started from dating an athlete?" Father laughed, "I don't object to your dating, but are athletes a little inappropriate? I do computer engineering, and your mother is an artist. Our family does not seem to have too many sports cells. Such people are not suitable for our family."

"I thought about looking for someone in the circle, but Marlene Farmer's influence was too great, and my plan was difficult to implement. But if it's an unknown person, my plan can't be implemented. I have no other way. "It's gone." Alizee spread her hands, "You may have to bear it for a while."

Father shook his head, "It's not that I am in love. What can I tolerate. You can feel good. But I still think it is necessary to remind you: Don't fall in love with a game attitude, you are very likely to hurt yourself."

"I am in love with others, and the only person who may be injured is someone else. How could it be that I was injured?" Alizee wrinkled her nose proudly, "It won't be a problem. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Mr. Jacquet shook his head, but said nothing.

"And he is an Asian. Asians are very gentle, even if he knows that I have fooled him, he will not be angry with me. Moreover, he really has a crush on me, I have done well enough, he must not pay attention Until I was lying to him..."

"Lily, what are you going to do, I don't care about you anymore, and you don't have to explain anything." Mr. Jacquet raised his head, "but I have a suggestion. I hope you can consider it."

Alizee nodded and motioned for her father to speak out.

"If you really want to change your own image, show your true lifestyle and let people decide whether they like you or not, instead of using one lie to cover up another lie. If you are really trying to start a relationship Even if it is fake, give that person a chance and don’t let yourself lose the kindness and innocence that you should have in such a game."

Alizee's face became serious when she heard her father's words, "Okay, I will give him a chance."

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Say two digressions. Someone told me that the protagonist's writing was too embarrassing and he didn't have the guts. Let me say a few words: A man's courage is embodied in the tenacity and perseverance in his bones, not in fighting, roaring, or being bullied and afraid of hardship. The protagonist of the second goods is fighting around and directly quarreling with the national team. If you avoid looking at the national team's weakness, then that's the real softcore.

Some people say that the protagonist is a good person and not appropriate. But I can only say, where can an 18-year-old child be so bad? He is not traversing, he can't be naturally domineering and gloomy, and at the same time, his eyes are like electricity, and he can see the details. Humans need to grow up, and only after seeing the cold world and all kinds of things in the world, boys can grow into men.