Fox in the Penalty Area Chapter 63

After Dad left home, Hu Lai waited another five minutes in the room. Then he got up and found his mother who was packing up in the kitchen: "Mom, today is my classmate Song Jiajia's birthday. He invited me to his birthday party , But it 's hilarious, I might be late to go home ... "

Xie Lan didn't speak, just looked at her son quietly.

In the eyes of her mother, Hu Lai finally told the truth: "Okay, mother, actually we are going to Jincheng to play the game, the Anton Cup final, there will be an award ceremony after the game. So today ... I may It will be a little late. If Dad comes back, you will tell him as I said earlier, OK? "

After he finished speaking, he felt a little uneasy, for fear that his mother would not agree.

Did not expect his mother to look at him and smiled: "Okay, you go."

Went smoothly beyond Hu Lai's expectations.

He also said: "There is that ... I have to go out a little earlier today, we have to go to the school to gather first, and then go to the East Station to take the high-speed rail together ..."

Mom was very happy and agreed: "Okay."

Seeing that her mother did not object to her at all, Hu Lai was relieved, and there was a smile on his face: "Mom, how nice you are!"

Xie Lan shook his hand when he saw his smirk: "Go, go homework!"

"Hole!" Hu Lai led away.

When Li Qingqing came down from the second floor in pajamas and was ready to wash, he saw his dad pushing the door in, carrying two plastic bags full of vegetables in his hand.

"Dad, did you go out to buy food?" Li Qingqing asked with a frown.

"Yeah, you wash it first. I'll warm you up for breakfast. Then I will prepare your lunch and dinner. Then you only need the microwave ..." Li Ziqiang hurried to the kitchen while carrying the dishes. Talking. By the time he talked about the microwave, people had entered the kitchen.

Li Qingqing caught up and grabbed a plastic bag from his father: "Dad, I will cook for myself. You do n't have to do this every time. Besides, today is the final, do you still have the heart to go shopping?"

"What are you doing? Delay learning ..." Li Ziqiang unscrewed the fire on the gas stove and heated the buns and boiled eggs in the steamer placed on the stove.

Li Qingqing took a plastic bag to make food in the refrigerator: "What is the delay in learning? Yesterday, I wrote it all, but I still don't write it today."

Hearing this, Li Ziqiang's hands were trembling: "You're quite straightforward! What if you don't study well?"

"Dad, are you okay?" Li Qingqing looked at his father at the kitchen door. "Don't you say that I insist on taking the path of football? It doesn't matter what my academic performance is? I don't test for college, right?"

Li Ziqiang was choked by his daughter and was speechless.

"So dad, don't care about me, or worry about the finals. Don't you say that Jiaxiang High School is very powerful?" Li Qingqing came in and pushed his dad out of the kitchen.

"What's so worrying about in the finals? All the preparations are ready, and then it will be played on the spot."

"What if they stare at Luo Kai?"

"I have a backup plan." Li Ziqiang said.

Li Qingqing's eyes lit up: "What alternative plan?"

She knows that her father has specifically made Hu Lai only practice shooting. She now wants to hear her dad say Hu Lai's name, for example, "I consider Hu Lai as an alternative, and send Luo Kai to play when Luo Kai is stared to death". Kind of words.

But Li Ziqiang said: "I let Luo Kai and Tang Yuan switch positions, so Tang Yuan, who is good at the right foot, can try to shoot inside. In addition, Chu Yifan wants to move more actively into the penalty area and look for a shooting opportunity. When the opponent focused his defensive attention on Luo Kai, it was Chu Yifan's opportunity. Our training this week has been practicing this tactic. "

Hearing what Dad said, the light in Li Qingqing's eyes dimmed, but the smile on her face did not change. She still smiled and said to her dad, "That's fine, I'm worried that Jiaxiang is staring at Luo Kai. After that, we have no way to score ... "

"Your dad is not stupid." Li Ziqiang raised his hand and touched her daughter's hair.

"Hey!" Li Qingqing lowered his head with a smile.

Li Ziqiang's expression changed where she couldn't see.

The daughter may feel that she is hiding very well, but Li Ziqiang can see clearly, his expression can be pretended, and the light in his eyes can't be concealed.

Sometimes he really wants to openly ask his daughter, what exactly attracted you to that stinky boy?

But he was afraid that it would hurt his daughter. After all, this sentence is easy to ask, but what happens after asking? How does his daughter face him, and how does he face his daughter?

So he can only suppress his emotions in his heart.

Xie Lan bought a handful of garlic seedlings and a piece of pork belly in the vegetable market, and was going to make a garlic seedling pork back to her son and husband tomorrow.

After shopping, she dragged the cart loaded with food and walked back. When she passed the fruit stand, she stopped and looked at the red Fuji apples outside.

Although they are all Red Fuji, they are divided into three piles, the size is different, the color is different, and the price is different. The cheapest apples are all thrown in a basket, and there are some piercing eyes on the outside. The most expensive apples are carefully arranged into a pyramid. Each one is round and large, with a red skin and a tantalizing luster. It looks delicious at first glance.

Xie Lan did not go to pick and choose among the cheapest apple piles, nor did she look at the attractive but expensive pile of apples, but directly selected two of the mid-priced apples that were not big but the quality looked the most. Good Apple, handed it to the boss: "Help me scale, boss."

The boss took it over and placed it on the electronic scale. He looked at it and said, "Choose a little more beauty, and get ten dollars."

Xie Lan shook her head and said: "No, just these two."

Take out the mobile phone at the same time to prepare to scan the code and pay.

Both of these apples were bought for Hu Lai. She and her husband didn't eat them at home. It is not necessary to buy more. It is enough to buy two more when they buy food in a few days.

After paying, Xie Lan checked the time when she put away her mobile phone. It is now ten thirty-seven in the morning. I do n't know if his son has arrived at the train station.

When she thought that she would help her son lie to her husband at night, Xie Lan was still a little nervous.

She has not lied to her husband for a long time. After all, she seldom returns to Jincheng's natal family now, so she doesn't have to hide her husband's ugly words from her husband.

No, I have to practice hard in the mirror when going back, but I can't wear it.

Xie Lan made up her mind. The son gave himself such important things to do, and he could not be screwed up and failed his trust. After that, he might not believe in himself, and he would never tell himself anything else.

Now she is very grateful for football, because football gives her and her son a common secret.

Hu Lai sat in the window seat on the high-speed rail, Mao Xiao in the middle, and Meng Xi in the aisle.

Half of this carriage is from the Dongchuan Middle School football team. Everyone is laughing and chattering, which makes the carriage look a bit noisy.

Someone in the carriage was very dissatisfied with this kind of noise, and they glared at them repeatedly, but they did not dare to speak out when they saw the crowd of 16- and 7-year-old boys.

Others noticed the uniform of the Dongchuan Middle School football team on their body, guessed their identity to some extent, and looked at them with gratification and praise.

The Anton Cup was a tournament that had existed for many years before the unified national competition, but it was not well-known before, except for the players themselves, others knew nothing about it.

With the national competitions in recent years, the Anton Cup in the province has gradually gained greater fame. Everyone knows that if they can win the Anton Cup, they can qualify for the national competition.

So they did not mind that they met such a group of people on the train.

After all, youth is always noisy.

This is not the first time Hu Lai has played an away game with the team, nor is it the first time he has taken the HSR to go away. It's just that they always came back immediately after playing the game, so they can all rush back before Dad returns home.

But this time considering the finals, there will definitely be an award ceremony after the game. This time is uncertain, so he asked his mother to help him cover up.

Mao Xiao really knows the things about the national competition, and is introducing the venue of the final to Hu Lai: "... The final is at the provincial sports center, our province's best stadium, natural turf, and the hardware conditions don't say ..."

Meng Xi next to hummed: "What good is the condition? Isn't it used for a concert? So many people step on and step on the turf, and even the best natural grass is bald!"

"The stadium also needs to be profitable. How can you make money without renting a concert for a singer? Usually, maintaining turf is not a small expense." Mao Xiao explained. "Who made us save even a super team?"

Meng Xi rolled his eyes: "It has nothing to do with me, I hope the venue will be better during the game, but don't just finish the concert, then it will become a vegetable plot ..."

"Relax, Meng Xi. For the Anton Cup final, the Provincial Sports Center has not held any large-scale events for half a month, and the venue conditions are definitely not said."

Hu Lai felt strange: "I thought the final was at Jiaxiang High School's own stadium. I didn't expect it to be in the middle ..."

"What is China's position? Isn't it the home of Jiaxiang High School?" Meng Xi pouted. "What's the difference with the competition in their school? I tell you that every Anton Cup finals are placed in the provincial sports center, which is actually a high school that is naked and biased towards Jincheng. At least they don't have to get up early in the morning to take the train to fight Competitions. And they can organize their own people to do cheerleaders-the Anton Cup finals are open to the public, and no tickets are sold. Anyone who wants to go can watch. But how do our schools outside the city organize people to cheer? It 's more troublesome not to spend money on security issues. Which school is willing to toss this way? So we will have a thorough away experience by then. "

Hu Lai doesn't care about what the home experience is. He listens very carefully, because whether it is Mao Xiao or Meng Xi, it is a very fresh experience for him.

In the world he walked through, the finals of a middle school student football match in a city could not be played at the best stadium in the city. Being able to play at the college stadium is even more important.

Here, the final of the provincial high school football game is placed in the best stadium in the provincial capital. In order to ensure the quality of the turf, we also declined to organize all large-scale events half a month in advance. A world apart.

"Is there a live broadcast?" He asked.

"No. But it will be broadcast live in the national competition. The last session was live broadcast on the Internet platform. This session is said to be broadcast live on TV." Mao Xiao introduced. "Beijing Satellite TV bought the broadcasting rights that seemed to be three years-in the past, almost all of the broadcasting rights were sent. It was not worth a few dollars. But now that the national competition is becoming more and more popular, it can finally earn some licensing fees. … In addition, this national competition seems that the Football Association has also organized representatives of various professional clubs in China to watch, just to open up the channel between campus league and professional football, to show those professional clubs outstanding players in the campus league, see if there are any The lucky ones can be taken away directly by the professional clubs, and then the carp jumped the dragon gate and changed from students to professional players. Alas, we have caught up with a good era ... "

Mao Xiao was still chattering, and Hu Lai turned his eyes to the window while listening. The high-speed rail EMU runs at high speed between the farmland and the green trees, and the display at the connection point of the car is refreshing in real time ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ The roar in the fully enclosed car can not be heard outside, only when the two cars meet Only then can I feel the obvious shock.

He is no stranger to the scene outside the window. The high-speed rail EMU train that he had done on this line before crossing came from Dongchuan to Jincheng. The two cities are close to each other. Take the high-speed rail from Dongchuan East Station to the provincial capital Jin The city only takes thirty-five minutes, with only one stop in the middle.

When this high-speed rail was repaired, the media was promoting what a "half-hour life circle" depicting people living in Dongchuan and relying on the high-speed rail to commute to the provincial capital Jincheng to commute to work every day, causing Dongchuan housing prices to rise. A wave ...

An article has analyzed that China's well-developed high-speed rail transportation network has made the exchange of football games between schools across many provinces more convenient, and objectively also promoted the development of domestic middle school football games. Of course, in those vast provinces, their middle school students' football game is based on the tournament system-to concentrate all participating teams to complete all in a period of time, to determine the championship, to avoid running back and forth, affecting learning.

China's national middle school football match is different from the Japanese high school student football competition that Hu Lai learned in Japanese comics and online. It refers to some Japanese systems, but also combines China's own actual situation.

Chinese football is trying to go the other way.

Like the high-speed trains they are in, China first introduced technology from Japan, Germany, and France, but after exploring and improving itself, it eventually became China's high-tech with independent intellectual property rights.

Now, a group of teenagers full of longing for the national competition, sitting in the train car made in China, driving at the speed of 300 kilometers per hour to the venue of the national competition Anton qualifier finals, also running towards their dreams and let them Longing for the future.

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