A man riding a scooter, wearing a helmet whose age was indistinguishable, picked up a stack of newspapers on the pedals of the scooter and placed it at the entrance of the supermarket chain.
Then he drove the battery car again into the early morning night. Behind him, a uniformed supermarket employee came out, picked up the newspaper and walked into the store. He began to unpack the newspapers and distribute them to the newspaper racks.
Nowadays, newsstands have completely disappeared from the streets and alleys of Jincheng, and with electronic reading occupying an absolute dominant position, traditional paper media are almost in a desperate situation, especially newspapers.
Now only traces of newspapers can be seen near the checkout counters of these supermarket chains.
Many people do not have the habit of buying a newspaper and reading it at home.
There are too many APPs on the Internet that can replace newspapers. Their content is richer and the information is more comprehensive.
Those traditional newspapers have also transformed into new media businesses.
But there are always some things that cannot be replaced by the data on the Internet.
Before dawn, there were office workers who got up early to catch the bus to work and walked into the chain supermarket next to the bus station with a damp and cold feeling.
“Here comes a carton of milk and two more pork buns.” The office worker pointed to the carton of milk being heated in the rice cooker next to the cashier and the buns next to it.
While waiting for the cashier to bag the bags and take out the milk cartons to wipe away the water, the office worker casually turned around and looked around the cashier to pass the time.
His eyes finally fell on the row of newspaper racks.
Or to be precise, a newspaper on the newspaper rack.
The front page cover is turned outside, revealing the name and main content of the newspaper, making it easier for readers to choose and decide whether to buy it or not.
The first thing office workers see is a copy of Jincheng Business News. Below the registration are two photos, one on the left and one on the left.
The picture on the left is Qin Lin wearing a red Flashing Stars jersey. He is raising his arms to wave.
The photo on the right is a photo of the Flash Star team surrounded by the Chinese Super League championship trophy "Dragon Cup" and the sky filled with ribbons and confetti.
Under the two photos is a title, the first half of which is under the photo on the left, which reads: "Farewell to the old times,"
Under the photo on the right is the second half of the title: "Welcome to the new era!"
The office worker reached out and took the newspaper off the newspaper rack and put them together on the cashier counter: "Here's another newspaper."
After paying with his mobile phone, he held the box of milk in his hand and hooked the plastic bag with the buns with his little finger. As he walked out of the small supermarket, he opened the newspaper and looked so focused that he even forgot to eat the breakfast in his hand.
When the bus came, he put away the newspaper, swiped his card and got on the bus. There were no seats left, so he could only hold on to a hanging ring and barely stand.
The newspaper was tucked under his arm and he couldn't take it out, and he couldn't eat breakfast in the swaying car.
He saw a young boy sitting next to him, looking intently at the newspaper in his hand.
Not Jincheng Business News, but Jincheng Evening News.
The photo is slightly different from the one in the business newspaper, but the story is the same.
Title: ""Miracle of the Flashing Star" Chinese version of "Miracle of the Rose"!"
So the office worker turned slightly sideways and tilted his head to look at the newspaper in the boy's hand. The letters were a little small and the car was still shaking a little, but the office worker still frowned slightly and looked at it intently.
They were not the only people on this bus reading newspapers.
After the bus left the station, some people quickly came to the station and continued to wait for the next bus.
In the small supermarket diagonally behind the station, another person walked in.
He did not search the shelves at the back or buy breakfast. Instead, he went to the newspaper rack and took down every newspaper with the news that Flash Star won the Chinese Super League championship on the front page.
Folded a thick pile and put it on the cashier: "Buy a newspaper."
The elderly cashier was shocked: "Buy so much? Does anyone still read so many newspapers now?"
The customer smiled and said: "Don't look at it, just collect it."
“Collection?” The cashier lady was even more surprised.
The customer pointed to the photo and title on the front page of the top newspaper.
"we are the champion!"
The Star players holding the trophy collectively ran toward the camera lens. The background was the stands and ceiling of the Provincial Sports Center that were stretched and deformed by the ultra-wide-angle lens, as well as the fireworks rising in the night sky.
"I want to buy all the newspapers on the market about Flash Star being the champion and put them up." The customer smiled and looked at the newspapers as if he were looking at his treasure, and at the same time, he said:
Explaining, "Now that all the newsstands are gone, it's not easy to buy those newspapers..."
Even if the cashier doesn’t watch or pay attention to football, she still won’t understand when she sees this scene. She asked: “Is it because our city’s team became the champion?”
"Yes, our city, Jincheng, Anton, is the first Chinese Super League champion in history." The customer said happily. "So I will collect all today's newspapers that reported this matter. Many years later,
I think these are witnesses of history.”
"Then let me get you a plastic bag..." The cashier lady looked outside. It hadn't rained yet, but the weather forecast said there would be light rain today.
"No, I brought a bag." The customer shrank his shoulders and slid out a backpack from behind. "Waterproof."
He opened the zipper and revealed some newspapers inside.
Auntie smiled: "You are well prepared..."
The customer didn't say anything this time. He paid the money, put all the newspapers into his backpack one by one, zipped it up, and turned around and walked out the door.
The cashier lady went to eat the breakfast she had already heated from the microwave in the store, preparing to take some time to eat.
This is a chain supermarket that can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys of Jincheng. The story that happened here this morning is also constantly being played out in the streets and alleys of this city.
There is definitely not only one person who can think of buying today’s newspapers and collecting them.
In addition to newspapers, the entertainment screens on subway buses are also filled with news reports related to yesterday’s game.
Some people don’t look at the screen where the sound can’t even be heard on noisy public transportation. Instead, they look down at their mobile phones, which still contain news about the crowning of the new king of the Chinese Super League.
Hu Lai, Qin Lin, Chen Xingyi and other players appear repeatedly in every corner of this city.
Chen Xingyi’s goal, Hu Lai’s winning goal, Qin Lin waving goodbye, the whole team cheered as they lifted the trophy...
This large city with a population of more than 10 million once again shares the same fate because of football.
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Wang Yuan, who was making breakfast for Qin Qi in the kitchen, saw her husband walking downstairs and her eyes widened in surprise: "What are you doing up so early?"
"Morning exercise..." Qin Lin, who was wearing sportswear, said in a matter-of-fact tone.
“Morning exercise, what morning exercise? My brother Lin, you have retired!”
Qin Lin was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and smiled himself.
That’s right, I retired.
There is no need to train day after day to maintain physical condition.
But his body has memorized this rhythm...
“How about you go back and sleep for a while? I’ll make breakfast for you after I send Qiqi back.” Wang Yuan said and turned around and entered the kitchen.
Qin Lin did not go back, but continued to walk to the dining table, sat down and watched his wife working in the kitchen.
“I can’t sleep anyway.”
“Then you watch TV.” The wife said without looking back.
“No, turn on the TV. It’s probably all news about us winning the championship. I’m tired of it.”
Wang Yuan looked back at Qin Lin and found that the latter was supporting his chin with one hand, leaning on the dining table and looking at her.
So she asked: "What are you looking at?"
“Look at you.” Qin Lin did not look away.
“Hey, are you tired of watching me?” Wang Yuan smiled slightly.
“No.” Qin Lin shook his head gently.
“Disgusting.” Wang Yuan rolled her eyes at her husband, turned back and continued to do her own business.
At this time, there was the sound of thumping footsteps upstairs, and their child Qin Qi jumped down from upstairs: "Mom, is breakfast ready... Uh, Dad? You didn't go for morning exercise?"
He looked at Qin Lin with some surprise.
“What are you doing for morning exercise? I’m retired.” Qin Lin said.
“You can still practice in the morning after you retire, dad. You can’t just gain weight like blowing up a balloon as soon as you retire, right? I won’t let you watch my games then...”
Qin Lin heard his wife's chuckle in the kitchen. He glared at his son hard and decided to go out for morning exercise.
After persisting for so many years, my body is like a machine that keeps running. When it suddenly stops, I feel really uncomfortable...
He tightened the smart watch on his wrist, changed into his sneakers at the door, opened the door and ran out.
Then the sound of the courtyard door opening and closing was heard, and rhythmic footsteps extended toward the direction of the forest park.
That was his old morning jog route.
He had to first pass by the huge single-family villa with a football field in the back garden not far next door.
As he ran by, he heard no movement from the room or from the court behind the house.
None of those young people should have gotten up.
Thinking of the carnival celebration last night and into the middle of the night, a gentle smile appeared on the boss's face.
Let them have a good sleep for the first time in their lives...
He withdrew his gaze and ran past the villa with rhythmic footsteps.
In the room of that villa, the young people were sleeping soundly on their own beds, snoring everywhere, and occasionally talking in their sleep.
This morning after becoming the champion of the Chinese Super League, it was noisy and exciting, but also quiet.
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PS, this is the first update today.
Last night I moved the update that was supposed to be at this time today so that everyone can enjoy it in one go.
It just so happens that this chapter is originally about one morning, so it’s particularly appropriate to read it in the morning...
The next step is to enter the time of sages, and I will update it today.
Two more updates will be resumed tomorrow.
In addition, this volume has officially entered the countdown. I also have to consider how to start the new volume. The writing is common. I can only rely on the remaining four chapters to survive. It is impossible to update the volume if it is explosive. Please also ask
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