Fox in the Penalty Area Chapter 135

When Li Qingqing got out of the taxi and took the suitcase out of the trunk, the taxi drove away slowly, and she stood alone at the gate of the community where she rented the house.

At 7:30 in the evening, the streets outside the community are busy.

Both sides of the road were full of cars, and there were only two lanes in the middle for two-way passengers to travel with. In this way, some people parked their cars on the motor lanes and went down to take express and buy things, causing traffic congestion.

Although it is forbidden to sound the whistle in urban areas, there will be some acute drivers honking when congestion occurs.

At the corner of the street, there is a small square. The aunts who dance squares and the children who teach children to learn roller skating account for half of each other. The sound of the music and the voice of the roller skating coach are intertwined.

There are several snack bars across the street with good business. The tables are all on the sidewalk. The scent of barbecue and skewers across the road. You can hear people sitting around the dining table punching and drinking.

Li Qingqing glanced at the familiar scene, then took a deep breath of air mixed with the flavors of various foods, and pulled up the box to enter the community gate.

Two children passed by her on a balance bike, followed by an elderly man who was trembling and briskly following: "Slow down slowly, don't hit people ..."

For Li Qingqing who just finished the national team training and also played in the national team warm-up match, this is the life she is familiar with.

And those bright flashes and noisy football fields are like a wonderful dream.

Over the past week, she has become the most popular person in Chinese football, and was selected to the national team training camp at the age of less than 17 years old. Of course, if you are only selected to the training camp, it doesn't really explain anything, because if you can't play on behalf of the national team, just training with the team, it is still not a "national".

The media often exaggerate when they are propagating, but in fact the difference between them is still very big, so they deceive those who do not understand the ball.

The media need to create gimmicks, and they can't wait for Li Qingqing to finish the game and report on it.

Fortunately, Li Qingqing finally got a chance to play in the warm-up match of the national team. After officially playing on behalf of the national team, her title of "the youngest women's football player in history" was also implemented.

And more attention from the media.

Although she only played for ten minutes and did not score, she was surrounded by reporters after the game.

Facing the camera and the microphone, she always smiled and answered every question carefully, which made her a little tired.

She didn't feel relieved until she returned home and was exposed to the fireworks from the world.

She took out her mobile phone and added some new friends to the WeChat address book. Most of them were journalists. She added them one by one to their respective groups.

In these applications and adding her friend's name, she still didn't see the name she always wanted to see.

What are you doing, bastard, Hu Lai!

This time she went to the national team for training. Although she only played for ten minutes in the warm-up match, both the leader and head coach of the national team still affirmed her level, so she will follow the national team during the Spring Festival next year. In the United States, there is no way to go back to Dongchuan and spend New Year with his father.

Otherwise, she will definitely go to Hu Lai to ask what is happening.

Ask him if he has forgotten that secret base or if he has forgotten the football that is unique to him in the world.

By the way, should this year's Anton Cup reach the semifinals?

The opponent of Dongchuan Middle School semi-final is Jiaxiang High School.

I hope Dad can lead the team to participate in the national competition this year!

Wang Guangwei's mother was tidying up the dining table at home, putting the leftover food into the refrigerator, and heard the sound of unlocking from the door.

She had just turned around and saw her son walking into the door carrying a sports bag.

"Eh?" She was stunned for a while, and then asked, "Isn't he selected for the first team match again?"

As Wang Guangwei 's mother, even if she did n't know much about football before, she has figured out the law from the number of times her son returned home in the past year-as long as he goes home the night before the game, it means he must play It will not be the next day's game.

Because if you want to play the next day, if you play away, then you must go out with the team, and you will never go home at night.

If it is at home, the team will also arrange for unified accommodation in the dormitory of the training base, which will also not let the players go home, which is convenient for management before the game.

So as long as Wang Guangwei didn't go home before the game, at least it means that he was selected to the big game list. Although he may not necessarily be able to participate in the game, it is always better than going home directly. Anyway, it can make people think more.

Wang Guangwei nodded: "Well, not on the big list."

"What is your coach doing?" Wang Guangwei's mother complained when he heard his son say, "This season, there is no hope of rushing, and there is no danger of relegation. There are only two rounds left in the league. Opportunity for people to exercise? "

Wang Guangwei, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, heard the movement outside, turned off the water and looked out, only to find that his son was back, and as an old fan, he knew what was happening now. He coaxed his wife into the kitchen, and then came to his son and asked, "Have you eaten? Would you like your mother to give you a bowl of noodles?"

"Eat, dad. I came back after dinner at the training base."

"Well, you didn't make it if you didn't make it to the big list. Anyway, you are still young, and you have a chance. The point is not to be injured. It's more important than being injured at this time." Dad comforted his son. "It's better not to play. Take a good rest on the weekend for two days. "

"Dad, I plan to go to the game tomorrow."

"Go to the game?" Dad was a little surprised. "Isn't the game Stars away?"

"It's not the game of the Stars, it's the Anton Cup." When talking about this, a smile appeared on Wang Guangwei's face. "The semi-finals of Jiaxiang High School and Dongchuan Middle School are our home games this time. I want to see them."

"Oh, yeah, it's time to go and see. Wu Yue and they all hold their heart and want to avenge you."

Wang Guangwei smiled and shook his head: "I don't need them to avenge me, but I hope they can enter the national competition."

After Wang Guangwei walked back to his bedroom, the father did return to the kitchen.

As soon as he entered, his wife stared at him, lowering her voice urgently and asked, "How is it, our son has not been affected by this?"

"It's okay, it's okay." The husband waved his hand. "And I always feel that it was a good thing for Guangwei instead of being selected into the first team match roster this time."

"Good thing? What good thing can this be?" His wife's eyes widened when she heard this. "It's been a while for the Stars to play a few first-team matches? When you're full, you count one hand! Seeing that this season's super game is gone, can't you let young players exercise? What did the Stars recruit our Guangwei at the beginning? The accent attaches importance to local players, the accent attaches importance to young talents ... Oh, just like that? I really think Guangwei has no place to ask? "

"Okay ..." The husband frowned and waited for his wife to finish, and then said, "I just said this time, if I were really chosen, I would still be afraid that Guangwei was absent."

The wife looked at her husband doubtfully: "Why? He has something to worry about?"

"Tomorrow is the Anton Cup semi-final. It happened to crash with the first team."

"Anton Cup? What is the relationship between Anton Cup and Guangwei now?"

"Tomorrow's semifinals will be a match between Jiaxiang High School and Dongchuan Middle School."

The wife's mouth was open and she wanted to refute her husband, but as soon as she heard this, she closed it again.

She knew too much what this opponent meant to her son.

It can be said that it changed the trajectory of his son's life-if there was no defeat last year, the current son should be in a team of a professional football club in the Chinese Super League. Maybe they have played the Chinese Super League game. How could it be reduced to being an edge player in the first team in China?

"Oh, that Dongchuan Middle School is still in the semi-finals?" She opened her mouth again, with sarcasm and dissatisfaction in her tone.

"How do you say people are also the quarter-finals of the last national competition? Isn't it normal to reach the semifinals?"

"Huh, the quarterfinals? Switch to Jiaxiang high school, the quarterfinals start, maybe it's the champion!" His wife Lengheng said.

In the football stadium of Nanshan University in Lingnan City, although it is 8 o'clock in the evening, the stadium is still divided into areas of different sizes, and dozens of people are playing in their respective areas.

Not all flood lights around the stadium are lit, but even if only half of it is turned on, it is enough to illuminate the football field, so that the college students playing here can clearly see the football underneath and the goal opposite, so that they can easily When the sky is completely dark, you can continue to play.

"Pass pass!"

"This way! Give me!"

"mine!"

"leak!!"

"Pretty!"

"Fuck!"

Everyone's shouts echoed on the pitch along with the bang of playing football.

On the sidelines, there were a few people sitting. Some of them took off their shoes and set them aside, stepping barefoot on artificial turf, watching the game on the field, and chatting casually.

"Eh, have you heard? It is said that our school was chosen as one of the venues for the National High School Football Championship next year!"

"What? Then we can't come here to play football? In order to prepare for the game, this place will definitely be closed ..."

"You think too much. The natural grass court in the Eastern District was selected. We will not affect it here."

"Oh, startle me ..." The speaker spoke with a sigh of relief.

"No, what kind of football do you play when you wait for the national competition? Don't you go to watch the competition? That's the national competition! I didn't participate in high school. Our school's strength is sparse ... I don't know how to participate in the country How does the contest feel ... "

"Don't Dachu participate in the national competition? Ask him not to be over?"

With that said, several people turned their heads and looked at Chu Yifan sitting next to them: "Da Chu Da Chu, what is it like to be in the top eight in the national competition?"

"Just ... okay." Chu Yifan said lightly.

"Go to death! It is forbidden to pretend to be here!" Everyone raised their middle fingers to him.

Chu Yifan laughed.

"Eh, Da Chu, do you mean that the national competition of the year, can your alma mater still participate? Doesn't that Luo Kai, who is particularly powerful, play professional football, you graduated again, can you still play?"

Chu Yifan thought of Yan Yan and Hu Lai. The boy should have grown a lot under the coach's devil training, right? After all, the five rounds of the Anton Cup have already scored seven goals. Although it is not as good as Luo Kai's goals, but considering his past experience, this is already a very good performance.

Speaking of it, tomorrow is the semi-final of the Anton Cup. The opponent happens to be Jiaxiang High School.

Jiaxiang High School must have suffocated this time to get revenge, right?

This game is not easy to play ...

"It should be no problem ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ Chu Yifan said.

"The tone is not so sure!"

"Oh, then I will take you to see the true genius of our team." Chu Yifan said.

"Isn't the genius Luo Kai?"

"Yeah, Luo Kai is gone. What genius is there?"

"Oh, you will know by then." Chu Yifan was too lazy to tell them so much, anyway, when he saw that, they would be surprised.

At this moment, the football was kicked into the goal in front of them, making a "shoo" sound.

"Go away, it's time for us to play!" Chu Yifan got up and patted the rubber particles on his buttocks, and took the lead into the stadium.

Chapter end

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