Fox in the Penalty Area Chapter 391

"Let me tell you, Brother Huan, we are kicking hard this time. The purpose is to confuse you!"

Hu Lai was "blaming" Zhang Qinghuan, who was sitting across from the dining table.

Li Qingqing next to her covered her mouth and smiled without saying a word.

Zhang Qinghuan said, "Do you believe this, Hu Lai?"

"Believe, why don't you believe it? After you relax your vigilance, it will be our turn to make a big kill when it comes to the final of the King's Cup!"

Zhang Qinghuan sneered: "Haha, you dignified Madrid giants beat our Saria, do you still need to play yin?"

Hu Lai looked serious: "We treat all opponents the same!"

Zhang Qinghuan was too lazy to mess around with Hu Lai, he waved his hand: "The devil will believe you!"

"Hey, Brother Huan, I've told you everything. If you don't believe it, don't blame me for not reminding you when you lose in the final."

Zhang Qinghuan: "Haha. You should worry about the league ranking."

Now he is visiting the homes of Hu Lai and Li Qingqing. He and Hu Lai have just ended a match at noon-because this is the "China Derby" of La Liga, the La Liga officials know well that the game will be played in Spain At 12:30 at noon, it happens to be 7:30 in the evening in China. After watching the news network, you can watch the live broadcast of this game without any delay.

In the twenty-seventh round of the league, Saria drew 1:1 away from the Madrid Pirates.

Hu Lai opened the scoring in the game to help the Madrid Pirates lead.

However, the team failed to maintain the lead of this one ball until the end, and was finally tied by Saria's goal.

The only good news is that Hu Lai's consecutive scoring record in the league has extended to the 23rd round.

After the game, Zhang Qinghuan did not go back to Barcelona with his teammates, but accepted the invitation of Hu Lai and Li Qingqing, and came to their home in the northwest suburb of Madrid alone as a guest. This is the first time he has come to the house of the two after he has been to Madrid so many times.

He is going to have "morning and dinner" here before returning to Barcelona.

"Don't worry, what's there to worry about? We are five points ahead of the king now, and even if the king wins Turias tonight, we are still two points ahead." Hu Lai waved his hand indifferently.

In another game played yesterday, Catalan United defeated Loga United 2-0 away, temporarily leading the King with one game less and ranking second. And four points away from the Madrid Pirates.

"Hey, it's easy to say. It's only two points, it's about one game. I'll tell you, when you lose the league championship, don't blame me! I will never invite you to dinner!"

"Brother Huan, so you're waiting here! Prospect, how much do you earn a year? Is there a meal short of that?"

"You should tell this to yourself." Zhang Qing smiled happily.

"Brother Huan, you care so much about our standings, why don't you stay and accompany us to watch the King and Turias game before leaving?"

"I won't be able to leave after watching the game!"

"Isn't that good? Take a night's rest at my house and leave tomorrow. You can also see that there are many rooms, so you can choose as you like."

"Farewell!" Zhang Qinghuan folded his hands.

Li Qingqing interrupted the bickering between the two: "Brother Huan, when the final of the King's Cup, will you let Sister Juan come to watch it?"

"Yes. I have booked her air tickets in advance." Facing Li Qingqing, Zhang Qinghuan's attitude was much more correct, no longer smiling with Hu Lai.

"Brother Huan, are you and the little nurse really separated?" Hu Lai is also very concerned about Brother Huan's life-long affairs.

"Otherwise, what else can I do? She always feels that resigning to come to Barcelona is like a 'burden' of mine. I have persuaded her many times, but I don't think she is eating me and using me..." Zhang Qinghuan was also helpless.

A man and a woman who are in love are obviously glued to each other every day, yet they still have to live apart like this.

"Sister Juan is a very independent girl." Li Qingqing nodded in admiration. "But it is true that she has her own work and social circle in Jincheng. If she comes to Barcelona, she will have nothing, and her life will be all about you. I think... it is indeed easy to cause problems after a long time. Maintaining their independence is a fine."

"I agree too, so I didn't object to her staying in Jincheng." Zhang Qinghuan agreed.

"But we can't be separated like this all the time, right? Could it be that the two of you will be together after you retire, Brother Huan?" Hu Lai asked.

"She's also learning Spanish, and she's thinking about learning something else to prepare for leaving the hospital in the future."

Li Qingqing asked, "What does she want to do?"

"not yet……"

Hu Lai heard the conversation between the two of them, and suddenly said: "How about let the little nurse come to Spain to open a massage and acupuncture clinic? Acupuncture and massage in our country, as well as cupping are not very popular in European and American sports? Who... Pete (Williams) either posted an INS or a photo of him cupping a while ago? I remember that there are quite a few players in La Liga who regularly cupping? There are quite a few in our team alone. Ion even showed it off to me The scar on his back must be a mysterious witchcraft from the East. I suggest that he pull out a Big Dipper on his back. The combination of China and Japan will make the witchcraft more effective..."

Hearing Hu Lai talking nonsense there, Li Qingqing laughed so hard that she leaned back and forth.

But Zhang Qinghuan's eyes lit up: "It is indeed feasible!"

Cupping, acupuncture, massage, these traditional Chinese medicines are very popular in China, as well as in Europe and America.

In fact, not only football players, but many other sports players also have the habit of acupuncture, massage and cupping.

This includes many Olympic champions.

Their online appearances greatly publicized and promoted cupping.

Some even call it "mysterious oriental magic".

Regular cupping seems to keep them in good shape, lessen the impact of the injury, and even reduce the chance of injury...

With the promotion of these athletes, many ordinary people in Europe and the United States also gradually began to like cupping, although they may not even know that it is from China.

Although Sun Juan is a nurse, she also received relevant Chinese medicine training during her school days.

If Sun Juan doesn't know what she can do when she comes to Barcelona, opening a TCM physiotherapy clinic is indeed a good idea.

Li Qingqing also agreed with Hu Lai's proposal: "Yes, Hu Lai! You also have serious ideas!"

Hu Lai was very dissatisfied: "What does it mean to have a serious idea? When am I not passing by?"

Li Qingqing: "You were not serious all the time just now."

Facing Li Qingqing, Hu Lai opened his mouth, but did not say a word of rebuttal.

Seeing his tongue-tied expression, Zhang Qinghuan laughed: "Haha! Qingqing said it well!"

Before the match between the King of Madrid and Turias, Zhang Qinghuan ended the "family dinner" at Hu Lai's house and set foot on the road back to Barcelona alone.

When he parted, he made an agreement with Hu Lai and Li Qingqing.

After the King's Cup final, I will definitely bring Sun Juan and the two of them to have a meal.

Despite a few hours of time difference with China, he excitedly told Sun Juan about Hu Lai's idea on the way home.

When Sun Juan wakes up, she can see it for the first time, so as not to delay their communication efficiency.

In the case of jet lag, they have always communicated in this way. Unless it is a video, it is "each talking", each leaving a message, and waiting until the other person is free to see it and then reply.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible.

He actually didn't care how good business and money Sun Juan would be able to open this TCM physiotherapy clinic in Barcelona. The main reason is that Sun Juan can come to her side, and at the same time, they both have their own careers, and there will be no situation where there is only each other in life.

This situation may be the perfect state in some romance novels.

But Zhang Qinghuan is very clear that in life, this situation is actually not good.

He didn't want to be someone else's vassal, nor did he want Sun Juan to be his own.

How many of those loves that swore eachother's vows ended in death, and how many of the middle way collapsed?

Only when they maintain their independent personalities, can they go hand in hand for a long time.

For Zhang Qinghuan, who has rich emotional experience, it is not difficult to understand this.

What surprised him was that Sun Juan actually understood it like this.

At first, he saw that Sun Juan always had a fan mentality, and he was afraid that the two of them would not last long...

When did the change happen?

He thought about it carefully, and it seemed that Sun Juan had gradually changed since the trip to Madeira.

become more confident.

He is not as attached to himself as he used to be, and he can even take the initiative to ask the question of wanting to figure out what he can do when he is by his side.

He initially wanted to travel with Sun Juan to Madeira, hoping to show Sun Juan a real self.

Now that I think about it, the effect of this trip was different from what he originally planned, but the effect was better than he hoped.

Thinking about it further, going back even further in time... to meet that **** Hu Lai seems to be a turning point in his life.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qing laughed happily.

At this moment, a new message alert sound came from his mobile phone.

Sun Juan replied to his message:

"That's a good idea!"

Zhang Qinghuan was taken aback: "You haven't slept yet?"

"Can't sleep, hehe!"

"Why can't you sleep?"

"You beat the pirates, you can't sleep with excitement, hehe!"

"The game is all about seven or eight o'clock in China, right?" Zhang Qinghuan made a face covering his face, "Besides... it's just a draw."

"I don't care! That's amazing!"

"Okay... hurry up and go to sleep, you're going to work tomorrow."

"I'll work the night shift tomorrow. Are you still at Hu Lai and Qingqing's house?"

"Come out, I'm on my way back to Barcelona."

"Did you have a good time chatting today?"

"Happy. Qingqing also asked if you came to watch the King's Cup final. Then we made an appointment to have dinner together after the King's Cup..."

"That's great! I really hope the King's Cup final will come soon! The result will be at the end of May..."

"It was pretty good at that time, and the league was over. After you come, I'll show you Spain to have a good time..."

"Okay! Hehe! I can't wait... Will you be annoyed if I pull you to chat?"

"How come? I'm still worried about affecting your sleep~www.mtlnovel.com~ I'm in good spirits now, so can you chat with me?"

"Okay, it just so happens that I have time on my way home... What do you want to talk about?"

"Just talk about the idea you just said, do you think I can do it?"

"Yes, why not? As long as you have this idea, I will support you."

"Well, I want to try. I don't know if I can do it well... I have to go back to school to study again. I learned it before, but now I'm not familiar with it..."

Zhang Qinghuan put down the business class seat of the high-speed train from Madrid to Barcelona a little, and lay down comfortably, chatting with people on the other side of the Eurasian continent.

Time flies fast between a man and a woman in love, and the two-hour journey is fleeting.

When Zhang Qinghuan returned to his apartment in Barcelona, the match between the King of Madrid and Turias was over.

May used the brace to help the Kings beat Turias 2-0 at home to regain second place in the league, while reducing the gap between them and the Madrid Pirates to two points.

After Zhang Qinghuan heard the result, he couldn't help but feel a little worried about Hu Lai:

Wouldn't they really be reversed by the King of Madrid and grab the championship because of this draw?

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