"Qingqing, are you ready? The car is here." Li Ziqiang stood downstairs and asked upwards.
"Coming, coming!" Soon, Li Qingqing, wearing a sports coat, rushed downstairs carrying a sports bag.
Looking at his energetic daughter, Li Ziqiang nodded with satisfaction: "Today is the first game, perform well."
"good!"
Li Ziqiang touched his daughter's head lovingly, then changed her shoes and went out with her, got into an online car-hailing car, and headed towards the competition destination.
"Hello, welcome to the Youzi car. Are you going to Nanmen Courtyard?" The online car-hailing driver looked back at the two people sitting in the back row and said at the same time in accordance with the greetings stipulated in the company's articles of association.
"Yes, go to the South Gate Courtyard."
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"Hu Lai, there is a new real-life chicken shooting studio on the first basement floor of the South Gate Courtyard. Are you interested in going with me to check it out?"
Such a message popped up on Hu Lai's cell phone at home.
This fat man really wants to seduce himself to eat chicken all the time. What fun is eating chicken...
He originally wanted to refuse, but when he thought of staying at home, it seemed that there was no point in it, so he might as well go out and have fun with Fatty Song.
So he replied: "Wait until I ask my mother."
After saying that, he put his cell phone in his trouser pocket, jumped out of bed, and ran to his parents' bedroom door: "Mom, Song Jiajia asked me to go out to play..."
Hu Lixin, who was sitting by the bed, frowned, but Xie Lan said first, "Okay, you can go if you want. Do you want to have dinner outside?"
"have no idea."
"If you want to eat out, you must tell me in advance." Xie Lan waved his hand, "Let's go play!"
"Thank you, Mom! Goodbye, Dad!" Hu Lai cheered and turned around and ran away.
"You're too easy on him..." Hu Lixin complained about his wife.
"You still tie him up in the house during the New Year's Day holiday?" Xie Lan retorted. "Isn't it normal to go out and play with classmates?"
"The final exam is coming soon, and we are going out to play..."
"Oh, it's a holiday. Oh, there are final exams, so it's not a holiday? Besides, Hu Lai has become more self-conscious about studying recently, so it's okay to relax occasionally." Xie Lan lowered his voice when he said this, "Don't worry about him.
The control is too strict. He is now sixteen years old and is no longer a six-year-old child. If you glare at him, yell at him, and slap him, will he listen to you? "
Hearing his wife say this, Hu Lixin didn't know what to say.
Soon, they heard the sound of Hu Lai putting on shoes at the door in the bedroom.
"Hey, wait." Xie Lan came out and handed Hu Lai a hundred yuan, which surprised Hu Lai. His mother had never given him a hundred yuan pocket money.
Mom said with a straight face: "Don't let Song Jiajia treat you to food all the time. You two are friends, and you can't always take advantage of your friends."
"Okay, Mom! Thank you, Mom!"
"Don't come back too late." Xie Lan watched the children running downstairs at the door, then closed the door, turned back to the bedroom, stood by the bed with her hands on her hips and looked at her husband who was scrolling through his mobile phone with his head down: "The children are gone.
Where should we go to have fun?"
"So this is what you had in mind..." Hu Lixin suddenly realized.
"I just suddenly thought that if the children can go out to play, we can also go out to play. Today is the holiday."
"Okay, how about going to the movies? Let me see what time the show is now..."
Looking at her husband who picked up the phone again, Xie Lan laughed.
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Just hearing the name of Nanmen Courtyard will make people think that it is a tourist attraction similar to "Qiao Family Courtyard", or a farmhouse on the outskirts of the city. There is a pool for fishing, a teahouse for drinking tea and playing mahjong, and
There is a restaurant where you can eat.
But in fact, this "Nanmen Courtyard" is neither a landowner's compound at a historic site nor a leisure farmhouse.
This is a creative industry park built in the city.
The park gathers large supermarkets, cinemas, gourmet restaurants, various creative shops, etc.
From the outside, this large gray reinforced concrete building has an industrial loft style, more like a factory than a shopping mall, and the name "Nanmen Courtyard", which is in the style of a traditional Chinese rural rich man, is even more out of place.
However, when you pass through the entrance composed of thick pillars, walls and ceilings with exposed gray cement, and step inside, you will find that there is a different world inside.
Surrounded by four-story shops enclosed on three sides and a hollow semi-open sloped walkway on the north, there is a huge "patio".
The "patio" is surrounded by pillars and a closed-loop slope that spirals upward and downward on all four sides. It is paved with special soft materials and becomes a greenway for strolling in the air. This trail allows people to stroll in mid-air.
The most recognizable visual element of the south gate compound. The trail starts from the back entrance, extends into the compound on the second floor, wraps around the inside and then returns to the north, and then continues in the form of a ramp to the top floor.
Directly below the greenway, a circle of green bamboos is planted. Even in winter, most of these bamboos are green. The "bamboo wall" composed of green bamboos is like the fence of an ancient Chinese house.
This huge "patio" is divided into areas with different functions. There are open-air mahjong stalls with many tables, chairs and benches. When the weather is good, surrounding residents invite friends to come here to make a pot of tea and bathe in the sun.
Chat, play mahjong, go upstairs if you feel hungry in the evening, enjoy delicious food in those specialty restaurants, and spend a leisurely and comfortable day.
But the most eye-catching thing in this "patio" is the large green... football field.
Yes, inside what is more like a leisure shopping mall, there is actually a huge football field. Even though it is made of artificial turf, the visual effect is quite amazing.
This football field is the size of a standard football field, but it is usually divided into several small fields of different sizes by billboards and other things, which can accommodate several teams playing here at the same time.
On weekdays, it is rented to a football training institution to provide football training services for surrounding children, and on weekends, someone will pay to rent the venue for games.
Li Ziqiang is now standing on the second level of the volley walkway, leaning on the railing with his hands, watching the game being played in the largest venue below.
A match between women's football teams.
A pure women's football match is quite unusual for people in Dongchuan, a third-tier city, so there are many people standing on the footpath near the stadium, watching the match below with curious eyes.
"Wow, that No. 10 on the red team is so awesome!" Beside him, the girl of a young couple who stopped to watch exclaimed.
Her male companion was also dumbfounded and exclaimed: "It's really amazing..."
On the court, Li Qingqing, who wore a ponytail and wore a red No. 10 jersey, used a beautiful Marseille spin to get past her opponent who came up to defend her. Her ponytail was swung up like a proudly flying flag.
Next, she dunked another defensive player, entered the penalty area, faced the attacking goalkeeper, pretended to shoot, but stepped on the football with the sole of her shooting shoe and pulled it to the side, knocking down the opponent's goalkeeper, and then pushed the ball easily.
Empty gate.
The whole process was as easy as playing casually on the training ground.
Her teammates rushed to hug her, and they hugged each other, laughing and screaming.
There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd watching the game on the promenade. Very few people saw a girl playing football, and even fewer people saw a girl playing football so well.
"That sister is so awesome!" A little girl shouted excitedly. "I want to play football too!"
If he were an ordinary father, seeing this scene, he would definitely smile with relief and lament that his daughter can also influence other people, and that there are successors to women's football...
But Li Ziqiang is not such an ordinary father, at least not in football.
He just frowned and shook his head invisibly.
The opponent is too weak and the level of competition is too low.
I finally looked forward to a game with my daughter, but now it feels like a kid in kindergarten playing house...
Although China already has a women's football super league, the popularity of women's football in third-tier cities is still not high.
Li Ziqiang also knew that the women's football team he asked his friend to find was not much better. He just wanted his daughter to receive a fairly systematic training so that her skills would not be wasted.
However, after seeing the current situation of the Dongchuan women's football team, he still felt that the level was a bit beyond his imagination.
Now it seems that he may have to move a little faster and send his daughter to a higher level stage as soon as possible.
Although he was a little reluctant to let his daughter leave his side, now it seems that this is the best choice.
He does not want to become the kite string that restricts his daughter's future development.
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"Let me tell you Hu Lai, the newly opened real-life chicken restaurant on the first floor is huge. They use nerf soft bullet guns. The bullets are made of sponge. It doesn't hurt at all when it hits the body. You only need to wear it.
Just a pair of goggles, I guarantee there will be no danger. It will be fun if we all form a team to fight... Hey, where are you going? Go downstairs and this way!"
Song Jiajia watched Hu Lai walk straight into the "patio" inside the South Gate Courtyard, and then ran to the place where there were cheers and whistles...
Of course he knew what was there, it was a football field!
"Damn it! I shouldn't have suggested coming to the South Gate Courtyard!" Song Jiajia patted her thigh and quickly caught up.
When he suggested coming here, he only thought that he could bring Hu Lai to experience the fun of real-life chicken eating, but he forgot that there is a football field here!
Hu Lai, if he sees a football match, he will definitely be unable to walk...
You still expect him to play real-person chicken with you? What a fool!
The two people walked towards the football field, and from a distance they saw two teams playing a game inside.
"What's so exciting about this kind of amateur game? A group of middle-aged uncles are walking on the field with big bellies, playing health-care football... Let me tell you, the level of the campus games you participate in is far different..." Song Jiajia
After watching a few campus games, I seem to feel more confident both inside and outside my words, as if I am an old fan who has been watching football for many years.
He still wanted to persuade Hu Lai to play real-person chicken with him.
As a result, when they approached and came to the barbed wire fence, they were all stunned.
"It's actually a women's football match? This is so rare..." Song Jiajia said in surprise, and then suddenly seemed to remember something, she turned to look at Hu Lai: "Isn't Li Qingqing from the women's football team?"
Hu Lai pointed to the court and said to him: "Well, there she is. Red team No. 10."
Song Jiajia turned her head to look at the court, and followed the direction of Hu Lai's finger to find the red team's No. 10, the tall and straight figure, the fluttering ponytail, the pink and slender neck, and the pair of sharp eyebrows and starry eyes...
…Who is it if it’s not Li Qingqing?
Then he suddenly realized: "Okay, Hu Lai! You two are connected behind my back! You already knew that Li Qingqing would come here to play the game!"
Hu Lai glanced at him: "Can you have some normal thoughts in your mind? I also met him by chance."
"Isn't this what I think as a normal person?"
"If I really had a premeditated plan, I should have asked you to come here instead of asking you to come to me." Hu Lai fully despised the fat man's IQ. "Besides, I don't have Li Qingqing's contact information..."
Song Jiajia tilted her head and thought about it. It was really like this. He was the one who brought up the matter of coming to the South Gate Courtyard.
"Okay..." he could only mutter. "The fate is really wonderful..."
"What did you say?"
"It's nothing, I brought it upon myself!"
Hu Lai didn't understand Song Jiajia's inexplicable words and emotions, and continued to stare at the court intently, watching Li Qingqing's game - speaking of it, this was the first time he watched Li Qingqing's serious game.
The two watched for a while, and Song Jiajia was shocked by the strength displayed by Li Qingqing.
He had only heard from Hu Lai that Li Qingqing played football, but he didn't know what his level was.
This was the first time he saw Li Qingqing play football.
Li Qingqing's eyes on the field are sharp, her expression is confident, and her movements are free and easy. How does it look like she is playing football? She is just dancing on the field, okay?
He even had some doubts - was this really the Li Qingqing he knew?
"Is this a complete beating?" he asked.
"Yeah. Li Qingqing said she is a professional and has been practicing in a professional football school for ten years."
Song Jiajia was speechless: "Luo Kai probably thought Li Qingqing was just an ordinary female fan who likes football, but in the end she turned out to be a big devil..."
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The game on the field entered the intermission. Players from both sides left the field and came to the sidelines to drink water and rest.
Li Qingqing, who scored eight goals in the first half alone, was naturally defended in the center by his teammates.
"Wow, although I knew you were very powerful Qingqing from my usual training, I didn't expect you to be so powerful..."
"Qingqing, I'm afraid you've only practiced for a few years, right?"
Facing everyone's praise, Li Qingqing always kept a faint smile on her face, until she suddenly saw a familiar... no, two familiar figures outside the barbed wire fence.
She quickly made an apology gesture to the teammates surrounding her, then walked straight over and said to Hu Lai and Song Jiajia in surprise: "Why are you here?"
"The fat man asked me to come here to play real-person chicken. I didn't expect to see you playing a game here - is it a game?" Hu Lai tilted his head and glanced at the court behind Li Qingqing.
"Yeah, it's a game! We have a match with another women's football team! How about it, am I good? I scored eight of our ten goals in the first half, and I assisted two more!"
Li Qingqing raised her head slightly and waited for Hu Lai's praise.
Song Jiajia gave a thumbs up: "You are much better than Luo Kai!"
Hu Lai: "It's awesome."
Li Qingqing keenly heard the perfunctory tone in Hu Lai's tone. She frowned and said, "Your compliment is too perfunctory!"
Hu Lai spread his hands: "Your opponent is too weak. With your level, you are just bullying kindergarten children..."
"Hey, classmate Hu Lai, it's really different after playing the Anton Cup and broadening your horizons. They are much better than you before. If they were all kindergarten children, wouldn't you be worse than a kindergarten kid?" Li Qingqing put her hands on her hips.
, fight back.
Hu Lai pointed at Li Qingqing and said: "That was before! Now I am going to participate in the national competition soon! Just wait and see, I will catch up with you soon!"
"Haha, there are many powerful characters in the national competition. Don't be too proud! You must know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world..."
"I'm a stronger person than Chen Xingyi!" Hu Lai poked himself with his thumb.
Li Qingqing was stunned for a moment: "Who is Chen Xingyi?"
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During the halftime break of the game, Li Ziqiang watched his daughter suddenly walk to the sidelines. He looked over and unexpectedly spotted a familiar face.
Hu Lai!
Is this kid still haunted?
Why is he everywhere?
Seeing his daughter talking to him, she was so happy.
I am simply happier than scoring a goal on the court...
Li Ziqiang thought sourly in his heart.
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Li Qingqing, who was talking to Hu Lai and Song Jiajia, suddenly remembered something - her father was still watching from above. Could he have also seen Hu Lai?
She pretended to twist her neck naturally and looked towards where her father was standing.
no one!
She twisted her perspective again and didn't even see her father.
She was a little confused. Did she go to the toilet?
"... Anyway, I will prove it to you in the national competition. I am much better than Chen Xingyi and others!" Hu Lai was still yelling at her when she was twisting around to find her father.
Li Qingqing nodded casually: "Okay, okay..."
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Crouching in a blind corner where his daughter could not see, Li Ziqiang suddenly realized: Why should I avoid them?!
Thinking of this, Li Ziqiang suddenly stood up from the ground and walked to the railing under the surprised eyes of others. However, he was surprised to find that Hu Lai and his fat classmate had left - and his daughter had returned to the team.
He was talking and laughing with his teammates.
gone?
Li Ziqiang still didn't react.
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After watching Hu Lai and Song Jiajia leave, Li Qingqing turned back with a smile. As soon as she turned around, she was surrounded by enthusiastic and gossipy teammates.
"Qingqing, who were those two little boys just now?"
"Isn't he your little boyfriend?"
"Boyfriend? Hey, you guys look down on Qingqing so much! The boyfriend of such a beautiful girl must be a handsome guy! Do you think those two little boys just now look like handsome guys?"
Faced with such a joke, Li Qingqing was not angry, but waved her hand and explained: "They are my high school classmates, we just bumped into each other while shopping here."
"There is no gossip..." The women were very disappointed.
"That skinny boy is in our school's varsity team, Dongchuan Middle School's varsity team." Li Qingqing said with a smile.
"Huh? Dongchuan Middle School? It's the one that won the Anton Cup this year..." The teammates really do know about high school football.
"Yes, they will represent Anton Province in the national competition in March." Li Qingqing nodded.
"Hey - you can't tell at all! He's so skinny, wouldn't he fall down as soon as he hits the stage?" Everyone was surprised.
But Li Qingqing smiled and shook his head, and said with some pride: "No, he is super powerful. It was his goals that helped Dongchuan Middle School enter the national competition. He is the key player of Dongchuan Middle School!"
"Wow! You really can't tell a person by his appearance!"
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"Hey, Hu Lai, shall we go eat chicken?" Song Jiajia didn't expect that Hu Lai didn't stay to watch Li Qingqing's game. He was very happy and asked with anticipation as he walked.
"Why don't you eat chicken! I have to practice football! I finally got out here. Wouldn't it be a waste if I don't practice football?" Hu Lai gritted his teeth.
"Practice? But I don't like football..."
"Brother, you are my eldest brother, please help me. I want to practice shooting. How can I practice it alone? Help me guard the door..."
"But I can't guard the door either!"
"It's okay, just stand in the door. If you stand there with your size, you will be very intimidating... I will take you to my secret base... No, I haven't been to the secret base in three months. I guess Caodu
It has grown two meters taller... Let's find a golf course like this and rent it for an hour... I want to prove to that woman that she will be treated with admiration after three days of separation!"
Hu Lai pushed Song Jiajia and walked out of the south gate courtyard while talking.
Song Jiajia wailed: "I shouldn't have called you out!"
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ps, what about that, it will be on the shelves tomorrow.
Although there are not many manuscripts saved - only thirteen chapters are saved now - I still decided to update three times a day tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. The update times are 8 a.m., 1 noon and 6 p.m. respectively.
I don't have many manuscripts, so this is all I can do. A little bit of triviality is not a sign of respect, but I hope everyone will accept it.
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