"We agreed, Lao Zhang. You must bless this national team when the time comes. They really have a good chance of reaching the World Cup..."
Yong Jun is in the cemetery, lowering his head and murmuring to the tombstone in front of him.
Not far from him, his wife Zeng Qian held Ren Changmei's arm and stood side by side, quietly waiting for Yong Jun.
"Although with the ability of these young people, I think it will be a matter of time for them to participate in the World Cup in the future. But if we can save them four years of work, wouldn't it be better? So, let's give some efforts this time,
Lao Zhang? You also want to see your son appear on the World Cup stage, right?"
After asking, Yong Jun raised his head.
A gust of wind passed by his ears, and the pine forest in the distance was swaying like undulating waves, and there were waves of waves.
"Oh, thank you then!"
Yong Jun bowed to Zhang Qinghuan's father's tombstone with his hands clasped together.
Then he turned around and walked towards the two women: "Let's go, Lao Zhang has agreed."
The three of them took one last look at the face that had not aged on the tombstone, then turned and left.
Yong Jun flew back from the UK specifically to take his wife and Zhang Qinghuan's mother, Ren Changmei, to Lingnan to watch the game.
Because he thought of what Hu Lai once said to him. If the Chinese team can really advance to the World Cup, then the entire land of China will probably fall into a carnival. He felt that at such a historic moment, he could not stay away from the UK and must
Return to China and place yourself in historical events.
Otherwise he will regret it for the rest of his life.
So he came back and took Zhang Qinghuan's mother and his wife to Lingnan to watch football and witness history at the closest distance.
It's not like he hasn't thought about what to do if he fails to advance...
If you fail, you will fail. Has Chinese football failed too often before?
At least this time we persisted until the end before falling, which is already the best performance.
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"Why didn't you say you were going to see your son this time?" Hu Lixin was surprised that his wife had been very calm in the past few days before the game started. He had been waiting for his wife to say to him, "Let's go with me to see our son."
"Then he took out two tickets from his pocket...
"If I don't go, it's the same as watching live TV at home."
"Huh?" Hu Lixin was really surprised, "You really don't want to go there? As for the game tickets, you can actually ask Hu Lai for them..."
"I'm too lazy to bother him. Besides, the scene is so noisy and there's no slow-motion replay. How can I watch a good game?" Xie Lan shook his head and made a bunch of excuses.
But as a husband, how could Hu Lixin not understand his wife Xie Lan? He smiled and asked: "Are you afraid?"
"I'm afraid of a hammer!" Xie Lan stared, "I'm worried about putting pressure on my son after going there... Besides, if you ask me to go from Dongchuan to Jincheng to watch a game, I'm fine, but let me run like that
Going to watch a game from afar is too much trouble!”
After saying that, she turned to her husband and asked: "What? Do you want to go?"
Hu Lixin shook his head: "If I don't go, it would be more comfortable to watch football at home."
Xie Lan narrowed his eyes with a smile: "When the time comes, I will prepare a few dishes for you to go with the wine, and you can watch them while you eat!"
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Li Ziqiang stood in the clean living room that had been tidied up. Except for the furniture left by the original landlord, which could not be moved, he had packed all his belongings and was waiting for the moving company to come to service.
The house has been bought for half a year. Because it is a fully decorated house, there is no need to renovate it. Apart from some necessary soft furnishings, furniture and appliances, there is basically no need to add anything else.
But since the rent of the previously rented house has not yet expired, Li Ziqiang is not in a hurry to move. He is alone and can live anywhere. Living close to Dongchuan Middle School makes it easier for him to commute to get off work. He just uses the weekends. During the holidays, I spent little time buying appliances and furniture for my new home.
Now that the rent has expired, he has no intention of renewing it and finally decided to move.
After moving, I was able to watch the key battle of the Chinese team in the World Cup in my new home.
He opened the cable TV a month in advance, so he would never turn on the TV only to find that he couldn't watch the live game.
He now feels that the implication of his move is quite good.
If the old doesn't go, the new won't come.
An old history has passed, and a new future is waiting ahead.
This is true for both him and Chinese football. Whether the Chinese team can qualify or not, this means that Chinese football will enter a new stage.
Thinking of this, Li Ziqiang, who was a little tired after packing his things alone, had a smile on his face.
Just then, someone knocked on the door.
The smile on Li Ziqiang's face flashed away. He walked forward and opened the door. He was an employee of a moving company in uniform.
"Is this Mr. Li who made an appointment to move to Hailan Shengjing?" the other party asked politely.
"Yes. It's me." Li Ziqiang stepped forward and let the workers into the house, pointing to the large and small boxes and packages: "There are not many things, they are all here."
The workers began to get busy. Someone saw a black backpack on the table and went straight to pick it up, but was stopped by Li Ziqiang: "I will do this myself."
The worker mentioned it and was a little surprised: "It's not light!"
Li Ziqiang nodded: "I know, it's okay, I'll do it myself."
As he spoke, he put the bag on his back.
The appearance of the bag is very ordinary and inconspicuous, but he moved it from Quanshun Football School to the old house in Dongchuan, and then from the old house to this rented elevator apartment, and now it will follow him to his new home.
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What the mover said was wrong. This backpack was not only "not light", it was simply heavy.
Because it is filled with all the photo albums in their home, including photos of him, his wife, and his daughter, and those are his memories.
How could he allow others to touch him?
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"The latest notice is that after dinner tomorrow, all players will gather in the conference room to watch the live broadcast of the match between the Chinese team and Paraguay!"
When the players of the National Youth Team were eating in the restaurant, someone read aloud the message they had just received on their mobile phones.
Everyone started talking immediately.
"Wow! Watch the live broadcast!"
"In this crucial battle, will we witness history?"
"Isn't it too early to say this now? At present, our probability of appearing is even lower. After all, Lin Zhiyuan's attack in the first round... ugh!"
"Lin Zhiyuan performed very well in the club, why did he suddenly have a seizure?"
Listening to everyone's discussion, Zhou Zijing had a bad face and looked very unhappy.
Damn it. Why can that idiot Lin Zhiyuan go to the national team, but I can only be in the national youth team!
He complained in his heart.
At this moment, a teammate suddenly turned his attention to him and another person: "Hey, Zhou Zijing, Xia Xiaoyu, you both played against Lin Zhiyuan in the national competition. He is the kind of person who makes such low-level mistakes.
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Xia Xiaoyu answered the questions of his teammates: "He is really, because he has a very out-of-the-box personality and loves to show off."
This is actually not his experience in national competitions, but what he heard from Hu Lai, Chen Xingyi, and Wang Guangwei about this teammate when they were in the Olympic team.
Zhou Zijing took the opportunity to finish off the attack: "That's right! That idiot is only thinking about being cool. He'll be damned if he doesn't have this kind of problem!"
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about the national team..." The captain of the national youth team reminded everyone to pay attention to their words. When the time comes, their talk about the national team behind their backs will be spread... won't they join the national team in the future?
so awkward?
Everyone also knew the stakes, so they turned the topic to tomorrow's game, looking forward to it and envious of it.
Zhou Zijing felt the same as them, but with an added layer of "irritability".
If the Chinese team defeats Paraguay in tomorrow's game and successfully qualified, doesn't it mean that people like Lin Zhiyuan can go to the World Cup, but he has not even made it to the Olympics?
This bastard was the youngest when he played in the Olympics, and now he's going to play in the World Cup!
And me?
Isn’t it a step behind, a step behind?
Zhou Zijing has become the main force in the Shanhai Mariners and has performed well in the league this season. He has always hoped to be transferred to the national team. Especially after Shi Wuyin became the head coach of the national team and recruited a large number of young players, he
Full of hope for this.
But so far he has not even entered the national team.
This is of course because the national team's current attacking lineup is very fixed and performs well, so there is no chance for Zhou Zijing.
As a center, how could he compete with the two wingers Chen Xingyi and Luo Kai for position? The only way he could compete was with Hu Lai, who is also a center...
That would be even more pointless.
Therefore, since he can't play in the national team, he might as well stay in the national youth team. Here he is the absolute main force and the undisputed top scorer.
But Zhou Zijing had this thought for the first time: I would rather play as a substitute for the national team than participate in the World Cup!
Feeling unhappy, Zhou Zijing turned around and saw Xia Xiaoyu, who was eating his meal as if nothing had happened, as if he had no longing or expectation for the World Cup.
How come this person has no competitive spirit at all!
Xia Xiaoyu noticed Zhou Zijing staring at him, and he looked over curiously: "What's wrong?"
"Hey, aren't you anxious, Xia Xiaoyu?" Zhou Zijing came up and asked in a low voice.
He felt that in this national youth team, only Xia Xiaoyu was the same type of person as him, but now it seems that is not the case...
"World Cup?" Xia Xiaoyu smiled slightly, "There's no point in being anxious, right? It's better to do your own thing well now, and when the time comes, things will naturally fall into place."
"Oh, you are quite open-minded. Let me ask you something, have you ever thought about going to Europe to play football?"
Xia Xiaoyu nodded: "I've thought about it."
Let alone him, how many of today’s young players don’t want to play in Europe?
"Then you haven't thought that if you can participate in the World Cup, wouldn't you have the opportunity to appear in front of the whole world and be favored by European teams?"
Xia Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then frowned and shook his head: "You said that if we join the national team, we can play in the World Cup. Do you still want to replace Brother Hu?"
"Oh, what if, what if? Hu Lai is very good, but he also needs a substitute, and the head coach also needs to consider tactical changes!" Zhou Zijing was very excited, clenching his fists and lowering his voice and saying excitedly
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Xia Xiaoyu was moved by his words: "What you said... is correct... but how are you going to join the national team?"
It was like a bucket of cold water was poured on Zhou Zijing, and his enthusiasm suddenly disappeared.
This is a very real question. As a player of the National Youth Team, how can he become a member of the national team?
If the Chinese team can really enter the World Cup, I'm afraid countless players are trying to be a member of the 23-man roster. How can I be the lucky one?
Thinking of this, he finally calmed down completely and sighed.
"So don't worry, Zhou Zijing. We are all still young, and our World Cup will definitely come." Xia Xiaoyu saw Zhou Zijing's dejected look and comforted him.
"You are really confident..." Zhou Zijing muttered listlessly.
"I have confidence in Brother Hu and the others. I believe this is definitely not the closest we will get to the World Cup. There will definitely be opportunities in the future." Xia Xiaoyu answered with a smile.
