Xie Lan looked through the crack in the door and saw his son's back reading at his desk.
Her eyes became struggling.
In the end, she still didn't push the door open, but retreated quietly.
She wanted to have a good talk with her son.
But she doesn't know how to speak now.
After the father and son had a fight last night, the atmosphere at home became very strange.
When she came back after school today, she wanted to speak several times at the dinner table, but the words came to her lips and she couldn't.
As for his son, he remained silent throughout the whole process, and he also kept silent to her, his former ally.
She was worried that her son had completely closed his heart.
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How could Hu Lai, who was pretending to read a book, not know what was going on behind him? His mother thought he didn't notice it, but his erratic breathing had long given her away... Compared with my father, my mother's moral integrity was a bit lacking...
After his mother left, Hu Lai stood up and lifted his schoolbag to the desk. He began to take out all the books and stationery in the schoolbag one by one, and then stuffed them into the drawer under the bookcase.
After emptying his schoolbag, he glanced at the door, walked up and closed it gently, then locked it from the inside.
Then he turned around and went to the closet, took out a few pieces of clothing, wrapped them into a ball, and stuffed them into his schoolbag.
Finally his eyes fell on the football he placed on the ground.
After getting it back from the secret base, he had lost all his energy, and now the football was deflated into a crescent shape and huddled together.
He found a plastic bag, put the football in it, tied it carefully, and stuffed it into his schoolbag.
After packing his schoolbag, he looked around this narrow bedroom. This has been his home since he could remember. He grew up here. There are happy memories here, but there are also painful ones.
He once hid a lot of football magazines under the bed board, but his father searched them out one by one and threw them away.
He remembered that he cried so hard that he felt extremely aggrieved.
Why can other people's children play football, but I can't even read a football magazine?
Now he knows why.
But this does not mean that he agrees with his father's ideas and actions.
He has his own ideas and persistence. No matter whether this road is feasible or not, he will definitely take it.
If playing professional football is a gamble.
Isn’t going to college also a gamble?
Thousands of troops and horses stand on a single-plank bridge. What if I am the unlucky guy who is pushed off the bridge?
I have a [lover's red rope] that can increase my luck on the court, but I can't use this bracelet in my study life off the court...
Giving up football doesn't mean that I will definitely succeed on this road that everyone is taking.
Since there is no guarantee that I will succeed, why not choose the path that I like and have the help of the system?
He couldn't explain to his parents that he had a cheat, so he let himself prove it to them with practical actions.
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When Song Jiajia saw Hu Lai again in the classroom, her eyes widened and she asked in surprise: "Didn't you sign a contract with that Poseidon Club? Why are you still coming to school? Are you enjoying the pleasure of being in the spotlight?"
"I can't bear to leave you, Fatty..." Hu Lai smiled and came up to hug Song Jiajia's shoulders.
"Get out!" Song Jiajia blocked Hu Lai's face with a fleshy palm and pushed him away.
"I really can't let you go, Fatty. No matter where I go now, people know me, but my real friend is only you. I won't come back after I leave. Of course I have to come and see you before I leave."
you."
Seeing that Hu Lai's words were sincere, Song Jiajia became more vigilant. He stared at him suspiciously: "What do you want to do?"
"Ahem... Well, can you lend me some money, fat man?" Hu Lai said a little embarrassed.
"Borrow money? What's wrong with you?"
"My dad didn't let me play professional football, so I ran away from home..." At this point, Hu Lai opened his schoolbag and showed Song Jiajia the clothes inside. "I'm going to Lingnan City now.
But I don’t have money to buy a plane ticket. I know you as a rich man, so I can only borrow money from you..."
Before Hu Lai finished speaking, Song Jiajia picked up her phone and said, "Can I transfer it to your WeChat directly?"
"Ah? Okay, okay, okay!" Hu Lai nodded quickly.
Song Jiajia immersed himself in the operation, and Hu Lai soon received a WeChat message reminding him to receive it. When he opened it, his eyes almost popped out of his head.
"Five...fifty thousand?!" After counting the specific zeros, his voice was trembling.
"Ah, the maximum daily limit for this WeChat transfer is 50,000. There is really nothing we can do..." Song Jiajia explained to him a little apologetically.
"Isn't it... too much?" Hu Lai pointed at a string of zeros on the screen of his mobile phone. "I'll just buy a plane ticket..."
"Buy a plane ticket? Do you need to buy a high-speed rail ticket to go from here to Jincheng? Do you need to take a taxi from the school to the high-speed rail station? Do you need to take a taxi from the Jincheng high-speed rail station to Jincheng Airport? Isn't this all money? And, just
How long will these clothes of yours last? Where will you live over there? What will you eat? Doesn’t it cost money for food, clothing, housing and transportation? You can take the fifty thousand first. If you think it’s not enough, wait until my limit is restored tomorrow and then transfer it.
Here you go..." Song Jiajia settled the accounts for him with her fingers.
Hu Lai waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, no, that's enough, that's enough. I'm just asking you to borrow money. How can I pay back so much?"
Song Jiajia smiled: "You are about to become a big star, but you still can't make 50,000 yuan?"
"I haven't even written my horoscope yet..."
"Then I don't want you to pay it back!" Song Jiajia waved her hand.
"The boss is awesome!" Hu Lai gave a thumbs up.
But Song Jiajia took his mobile phone: "Don't talk about this for now. I'll book the air ticket for you. I'll see when the flight is available... How about this? It takes off at 6:45 pm and it's evening when we get there.
It's 9:10. This time is quite generous. You can take the high-speed train from Dongchuan to Jincheng, and then go to the airport from Jincheng East Station. It's totally in time..."
Hu Lai just nodded: "Okay, okay, boss, you have the final say..."
After some operations, Song Jiajia filled in all the information for Hu Lai and returned the phone to him: "Just pay yourself. After paying, you can go directly to the train station. You can even sell high-speed rail tickets on the way.
There is a bus from Sichuan to Jincheng every half an hour, and there are many tickets..."
Hu Lai took the phone and paid the money according to Song Jiajia's instructions, but he was still hesitant about leaving immediately.
"What for? Are you still reluctant to let go?" Song Jiajia snorted when she saw him like that.
"No, I really won't come back if I leave this time."
"Yes, is it possible that you still want to return home in vain?"
"What words!"
"Get out of here, the school will be closed soon. I'll see how you leave!" Song Jiajia pushed his deskmate.
Hearing what he said, Hu Lai didn't dare to hesitate, quickly picked up his schoolbag and ran out of the classroom.
His behavior attracted the attention of other students in the class. Someone asked loudly: "Hu Lai, why are you going? You have to go to class..."
"Go play football!" Hu Lai's voice floated from the corridor.
A group of people looked at each other in confusion. Everyone knew that Hu Lai was going to play professional football, but they didn't expect that day to come so quickly... and they didn't even have time to say goodbye in a decent way.
Many students rushed out of the classroom, but they could only see Hu Lai's back swaying at the top of the stairs before disappearing.
Soon, they saw that figure again on the campus downstairs.
As everyone walked into the campus from outside the campus and walked quickly towards the teaching building where their respective classes were located, for fear of being late, this retrograde figure seemed very eye-catching.
The students of Class 2, Grade 2, just stood in the corridor, looking through the glass curtain wall at the figure running upstream, running out of the school gate, and running towards the wider world.
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Hu Lixin was sitting in the small room at the gate. It was just after seven o'clock in the evening. The rush hour for the owners to get off work had ended, but the rush hour for taking a walk after dinner had arrived. His colleagues were standing guard outside, and he was resting inside, drinking water, and taking a break.
I moved my right shoulder which was a little sore from frequently raising it in salutes.
At this moment, a colleague called him outside: "Old Hu, someone is looking for you..."
He raised his head and looked around, and was surprised to find his wife standing outside.
"Why are you here?" He walked out of the door. When Xie Lan saw him, she didn't say a word and turned around to leave.
Hu Lixin was caught off guard and could only turn around and tell his colleagues: "Please help me take a look..."
After saying that, he chased after him.
The two of them walked to a quiet place on the sidewalk with few people before stopping.
Then Xie Lan turned around and looked at her husband expressionlessly and said: "My son ran away from home."
"Ah?" Hu Lixin was surprised and didn't react for a while.
Xie Lan handed the phone to her husband: "Look at this."
Hu Lixin took the phone suspiciously and found that it was a WeChat chat record between his wife and his son Hu Lai, or a sentence sent by his son to his mother through WeChat:
"Mom, I thought about it all day and decided to do this. Since my father didn't agree with me to go, I had to leave without saying goodbye. Whether that road is possible or not, it doesn't matter what my father said. It's up to me.
I have to walk through it myself. Don’t worry, even if I really fail, I will not regret it, let alone blame anyone. After all, I have to walk the path I chose on my knees, ha! I forgot who said it,
It is said that there is only one true heroism in the world, and that is to still love it after knowing the truth of life. Maybe my father is right, professional football is cruel, but who told me to really like football? Now I already know the profession
The truth about football, but I still love it. Mom, I’m really not good at studying. I’m sorry for wasting the 350,000 yuan you borrowed, but I promise you, I will try my best to make money to pay you back.
My son will definitely become a big star, will definitely make a lot of money, and will definitely let you move out of this small house. Oh, by the way, you don’t have to worry about my life there, the club over there will take care of everything.
The plane is about to take off, that’s all. Goodbye.”
After reading Hu Lai's passage, Hu Lixin was stunned for several seconds and then hummed: "What 'real heroism'... Childish! Naive! Ridiculous..."
"A second-year high school student is not yet 18 years old. Isn't he childish? Not naive?" Xie Lan said in a cold tone.
"What do you mean?" Hu Lixin looked at his wife in surprise, feeling that something was not right about her state.
"Hu Lixin, I am now 100% sure that this is the seed of your Hu family!" Xie Lan sneered. "Didn't you also leave without saying goodbye, run away from home, and run away to pursue the ideal of professional football despite your father's objections?
? This kind of rebellion is engraved in the genes of your Hu family! Why, you, my father, can do it, but my son can’t?"
"Why are you telling me this? Are you crazy?" Hu Lixin was a little annoyed after hearing the nonsense his wife said.
"I'm not crazy! I'm very calm now! All I know is that my son left without saying a word to me! He didn't have a penny on him and only took a few pieces of clothes! He left like this alone!
Xie Lan suddenly broke out and yelled at her husband hysterically. "I had known this! Why should I stand on your side? Why don't I help my son? At least I can get him enough money."
, help him pack his luggage, ask him to bring more clothes, and then send him to Jincheng to take a plane! Instead of receiving such a cold WeChat message when I get home from work like now! I didn't even have time to hug him, and he just
Leaving home!"
Although the place where they stood was relatively dark, few people walking there would go here.
But Xie Lan's high-pitched voice still aroused surprised and confused looks from people who occasionally passed by.
Hu Lixin lowered his voice and complained to his wife: "What are you doing..."
"What am I doing? I'm asking you for a son!" Xie Lan sneered. "Do you think he can come back in three to five months after leaving? Let me tell you, just because of your opposition, if he doesn't do anything now,
The results won’t come back... they won’t come back in three or two years!”
"How can it be so exaggerated..."
"Exaggeration? Hu Lixin, please touch your conscience and say, after you ran away from home, how long did it take for you to return home for the first time? How many times have you gone back now? Before your parents passed away, they were always thinking about letting you go back.
, saying that they no longer care about what happened back then... What about you? You want to save face, you..."
When he heard his wife carrying out his dead parents, Hu Lixin also exploded. He interrupted his wife rudely and gritted his teeth and said: "That's why! That's why I don't want him to play football! That's a
Big fire kang! When I crawled out of the fucking fire pit, I was burned like this. Why should I watch my son jump into the fire pit again?! I haven't let him touch football since he was a child, just because I want him to
The further away from football the better! I hope football will never appear in his life! Look at me like this, don’t you know what will happen to him!”
Xie Lan looked directly at her husband and said: "Hu Lixin, when we first met, were you a big star? Do you have a lot of money? Have I ever disliked you? I don't even dislike you, why would I dislike my son? Even if
He crawled out of the fire pit bruised and bruised. Even if he looks like you... so what? I raise him! He is my son, I raise him! I don't care if he succeeds or not, I don't care if he has money or not.
I don't care if he is successful or not, I just want him not to be like you and dare not come back to see me until I die. I just want him to be by my side when I miss him, or when I miss him, I go to him and he
Just don’t hide from me..."
As he spoke, two lines of tears welled up from Xie Lan's eyes and flowed down his cheeks.
Xie Lan stopped talking. She took the phone from her husband, passed him, and walked straight to the bus stop in the distance.
Hu Lixin opened his mouth, but said nothing in the end. He just stood there and looked back at his wife's back. He saw her raising her hand to wipe away her tears, then changing her hand to continue wiping her tears. It seemed as if she couldn't stop her tears.
Just walking further and further...
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When Hu Lai appeared at the exit with his bag on his back, he immediately saw Zhao Kangming who came to pick him up. When he was leaving, he said he would pick him up. At the time, he thought it was just a polite word. After all, he was the director of youth training and was responsible for everything.
With so much work involved in the youth training team, how could he come here to take care of a student player like me?
Unexpectedly, the other party actually came, which made Hu Lai quite touched. On the plane, his anxiety about the future was relieved a lot.
He quickly waved to Director Zhao so that he could see him among the crowd leaving the station.
"Why are you alone?" After Zhao Kangming received Hu Lai, he looked behind him and left and right, feeling a little surprised.
"Ah, my mother said that I am old enough to fly alone. She and my father are both busy at work, so she let me do it by myself."
After Zhao Kangming looked Hu Lai up and down, he asked again: "You just came here with a bag?"
"Yes, my mother said that instead of going through the trouble of bringing clothes here, it's better to buy them here directly..." Hu Lai explained.
Zhao Kangming smiled: "Your mother is so free and easy! That's right. If you need anything, just buy it here, and the club has also prepared some things for you. Then you will live in the dormitory building of our youth training base. The rent is
You don’t need either. It’s just that you have to get used to the food here… Of course, athletes have a special diet, which may require you to adapt more than the snacks here.”
"I have no problem, Director Zhao. I came here just to become a professional player. I told my parents that I won't go back if I don't succeed!"
Zhao Kangming waved his hand quickly: "No need to be so scary, no need, no need..."
Hu Lai said seriously: "Director Zhao, giving up the college entrance examination to play professional football is a gamble with no way out for me. I don't plan to recognize the reality after a few years and leave in despair."
Zhao Kangming was also infected by Hu Lai's determination. He put away his smile and said to him solemnly: "Don't worry, as long as you train seriously, don't cheat, have better luck and don't get hurt, and fulfill your talent,
There will definitely be a place for you in professional football."
Then he patted Hu Lai on the back: "Let's go, the car is waiting outside. Oh, by the way, I haven't said anything yet... Lingnan welcomes you, Poseidon welcomes you."
He stretched out his hand to Hu Lai, and the two hands, one big and one small, were held together.