Zhang Qinghuan had just returned to the luxury apartment he rented when he received a congratulatory call from his agent Xu Tianning: "Qinghuan, I saw in the news that you have been included in the eighteen-person roster?"
"Yeah, Brother Xu. I'm a little surprised..." Zhang Qinghuan said.
"Hey, what's the surprise! I've told you before, he's a super genius! With his ability, it's just a drizzle! Just kick it, it's fine! Do you think I'm right? When Qin Lin was injured
, I told him that he would definitely play again. Zhao Kangming actually wanted to hide it in the snow. He was out of his mind! But he can’t hide it now, right? Ha! Relax, it’s okay. With his talent, in domestic football
There will definitely be a place for her wherever she goes!" Agent Xu Tianning on the other end of the phone praised Zhang Qinghuan one after another.
"It's just a roster of 18 people. It's not certain that they will be able to appear. Brother Xu..."
"Silly? You've already been selected into the 18-man squad, why else? Now that the midfielder of Flash Star is gone, can they still play?! I'm telling you, they will definitely be able to play in the game the day after tomorrow! Just right,
I'm helping to find a new home. If you perform well on the field, Brother Xu, I will be confident that he will return to the Chinese Super League next season! We are not staying with a third-rate team like Flash Star! Don't go back to Tamron, what are you doing there?
Yeah? Let’s go to a team that really values and respects us!”
Zhang Qinghuan hung up the phone, and her manager Xu Tianning's heroic words seemed to still be echoing in her ears.
He didn't know if what the agent said was true, because he found that Brother Xu liked to brag too much. There were some things that he obviously couldn't do, so he had to pat his chest and promise himself that he would definitely be able to do it.
It's not something that happens once or twice.
But he still hoped that Brother Xu didn't brag this time.
He played a good game and then went to a Chinese Super League team. He didn't want to die in the first-division team... When Tenglong Club agreed to the rent-to-buy clause of Flash Star, he had strongly opposed it. But at that time
The club warned him that if he did not go to Flash Stars, he would not get a chance to play until his contract expires.
At that time, he still had a three-year contract with Tamron Club.
Not playing football for three years is no different than simply killing him...
Only then, under the persuasion of his agent, Brother Xu, did he agree to come to Flash Star.
But he never thought about staying here. For him, the Chinese League One team is a quagmire. Once he gets stuck, he will never think about returning to the Chinese Super League...
The cell phone rang again, waking Zhang Qinghuan from his memories.
Seeing the name of the caller, Zhang Qinghuan was stunned for a moment before answering the phone: "Mom?"
"Are you going to play in the game, Huanhuan?" A voice filled with joy and anticipation sounded on the other end of the phone.
"I don't know yet, Mom. Just because there are 18 players in the roster doesn't mean they can play in the game..." Zhang Qinghuan repeated what he told his agent Xu Tianning.
"Oh. Then he should be able to play, right?" The mother was very obsessed with whether her son could play, and continued to ask.
"It should be possible..." Zhang Qinghuan said a little ambiguously.
"That's great, I'll watch the live broadcast then..." The mother on the other end of the phone laughed.
"Mom, the Chinese League One is not broadcast live in China, so you can't watch tomorrow's game at home."
"Is there such a rule?" Mom was stunned.
"Yes, this is the Chinese League One, not the Chinese Super League, Mom."
"Oh, it's the Chinese Premier League, not the Chinese Super League..." Mom murmured and repeated.
It's the Chinese League One, not the Chinese Super League.
Zhang Qinghuan suddenly became a little irritable and ended the call rudely: "Mom, I won't tell you anymore. I have to pack my things and I will live directly at the base tomorrow."
After putting down the phone, Zhang Qinghuan really went to pack her luggage.
But when he took out the clothes he wanted to bring with him from the closet, he was stunned again because he hadn't played with the team for too long. He forgot where he put his suitcase...
Everything that I once took for granted begins to seem strange.
But I will eventually return to where I belong!
Zhang Qinghuan thought to herself about what her agent Xu Ge said.
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I will eventually return to where I belong!
Zhang Qinghuan stood on the sidelines of the football field and repeated these words in his mind.
As if to cheer myself up.
At this moment, in the stands of the Provincial Sports Center, fans of Flash Star are shouting slogans and cheering for the team.
On the big screen in the stadium, the current real-time score was 0:0.
In the first half of the game, neither the home team Anton Shining Star nor the visiting team Wuzhou Dongshan scored a goal to break the deadlock.
Wuzhou Dongshan is currently ranked 17th and second to last. This ranking can somewhat illustrate their strength. But they are fighting for relegation and they also played very tenaciously in the away game.
Without Qin Lin, the Shining Star midfielder lacks creativity and it is difficult to create any opportunities for the forwards.
Even if Hu Lai and Murphy ran into space in the frontcourt and couldn't receive the pass from their teammates, it would be of no avail.
Therefore, facing Wuzhou Dongshan who was not as strong as themselves and played away games, Flash Star found it difficult to open up the situation for a while.
Under such circumstances, Zhao Kangming finally made up his mind to send Zhang Qinghuan on.
During the halftime break, he made substitution adjustments and called Zhang Qinghuan from the bench to the locker room to listen to his assignments.
Now at the beginning of the second half, he is about to play.
He was given a full forty-five minutes.
"Zhao Kangming actually replaced Zhang Qinghuan... This face is a long time no see for all of us..."
"It's been a long time indeed. I remember that the last time he played for the Stars was in the fourteenth round of the league. At that time, the Stars played Meiling Rangers away from home."
"Yes, Zhang Qinghuan still played in that game, but his performance was poor and he was replaced after only playing for 60 minutes. Now that he has played again, I wonder what Guan Lin thinks about this?"
"Purely speaking, this substitution adjustment is correct. But if you combine it with the players' own situation, it's hard to say..." Anton TV commentator Lu Guanlin analyzed. "After all, Zhang Qinghuan is the same as all of us.
It's very clear, right? Of course, Zhao Kangming's substitution was obviously a helpless move, because apart from Zhang Qinghuan, he couldn't think of a better candidate... After Qin Lin was injured, the midfielder of Shining Star lost his organizational ability. Zhang Qinghuan
It is true that he has the ability in this area. But no one knows what kind of performance he will be able to perform this time when he comes off the bench after not playing for a long time..."
"I understand, it's just that there is no way to analyze and judge Zhang Qinghuan from the perspective of football?" the commentator asked.
"Indeed it is……"
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Because it was a midfield substitution, Zhang Qinghuan did not have to wait for his teammates to come down and hand over to him. After the fourth official raised his sign, he could play directly.
Shi Junde, who was replaced by him, was already sitting on the bench. Looking at the background of Zhang Qinghuan running on the field, he snorted: "Director Zhao is really a dead horse! Even Zhang Qinghuan can play..."
On the one hand, he was dissatisfied because he was replaced early, and on the other hand, he was naturally unhappy with Zhang Qinghuan.
He is a loudmouth himself. When Brother Lin was transferred, he was the only one who dared to compare nonsense in the locker room. So it was not surprising for others on the bench to hear his complaints.
Someone else came up to chat with him in a low voice: "Hey, I heard that this should be the last chance that Director Zhao gives to Zhang Qinghuan. If he still can't perform well, he won't be able to do it again until the end of this season."
He has a chance to play. And the club will definitely not buy him out again..."
"I shouldn't have bought out that kid a long time ago!" Shi Junde's voice was a little louder, and the assistant coach Chen Mo on the coaching bench next to him immediately cast his gaze in his direction.
He shut his mouth immediately.
The teammates who were chatting with him immediately sat up straight, raised their heads, and watched the game on the field.
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Zhang Qinghuan ran to his position as a midfielder. Next to him was Wuzhou Dongshan's midfielder, Yuan Yue, who was wearing the No. 8 jersey.
After seeing Zhang Qinghuan standing next to him, he spat in disgust, and the phlegm landed right at Zhang Qinghuan's feet.
Zhang Qinghuan noticed the other party's move, he raised his head and cast a glance at the other party.
"What are you looking at?" Yuan Yue bulged his eyes, "The detention center is the place you should stay!"
Although Zhang Qinghuan knew that the other party was fighting a psychological war with him and using this method to interfere with him, the fire in his heart still almost couldn't be controlled, and it suddenly burst into flames.
If the referee hadn't blown his whistle at this time, indicating that the game should continue, he might have been on top.
He took a deep look at the other person, turned around and ran away.
Behind him, Wuzhou Dongshan's midfielder spat again: "You're just pretending to be a mom!"