The bus was dark. The few lights at the front of the bus were not enough to illuminate the entire carriage. The national team members were leaning on their seats here and there, each one drowsy. A short distance apart, Yu Wenzhou and Ye Xiu stood side by side.
Sit in the front row and whisper softly.
"fine."
Ye Xiu leaned back on his seat with his eyes closed. The light was dim, perfectly covering up the faint fatigue under his eyelids, and only a vague smile was reflected in the car window:
"I retired."
This kind of confident and cunning attitude, "you can't beat me after I retire anyway", made Yu Wenzhou speechless for a moment. However, he quickly pulled his thoughts back, turned his body sideways, and his voice
Slightly sinking:
"I mean, you don't have to carry everything on your own. We are all people who can stand alone. If you do this, it will only make other people think... we..." He carefully considered his words, "... very
defeat."
Ye Xiu slowly opened his eyes. The bus happened to pass through a busy road, and the lights outside the window were dotted, which reflected the dazzling light in his eyes. He stared at the flowing light and shadow outside the window, silent for a moment, and smiled leisurely:
"Don't worry, it won't happen again."
His tone was relaxed and determined. However, Yu Wenzhou had no intention of letting him pass just like that. He raised an eyebrow and stared at him without giving in, with an expression on his face that said, "Your credit is already negative in some aspects."
The two people went back and forth in silence for a moment. Ye Xiu finally laughed out loud, took out the cigarette box and popped one out:
"Okay, okay. Anyway, we have to win every game from now on. As long as we win, of course nothing like this will happen again - if we lose, it won't be a big deal anyway, right?"
Yu Wenzhou was angry and neither laughed nor laughed. After thinking about it, Ye Xiu is the only guy who can talk about "you have to win every time in the future" and make it look like a joke.
. He simply stopped talking, leaned back comfortably on the chair, closed his eyes and meditated.
A carload of people was pulled to the hotel in a daze. As soon as they got off the bus, Ye Xiu stood on the steps of the lobby and shouted:
"Everything to eat and drink is ready. If you want to have a late-night snack, have a late-night snack, and if you want to drink milk, drink milk - and if you want to watch your children drink milk, hurry up! There will be no activities planned tonight. Everyone, go to bed early.
, the review will be at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning! Also, don't say I didn't remind you, everyone's mobile phones are turned off. It's 9 o'clock in the morning in China and it's only 3 o'clock in the morning here!"
National team players flocked in. Various snacks had been laid out in the restaurant, ranging from Chinese shrimp dumplings, durian cakes, to Western-style croissants and caramel pudding. Everyone was hungry now that they had eaten dinner before seven o'clock.
Yes, go up and plunder them with crows and birds.
By the time Su Mucheng went upstairs to see Chu Yunxiu and came down, Ye Xiu was holding the hot custard in one hand and protecting the steamer with chicken feet in black bean sauce in the other hand. It was already so crowded that his shoes were about to fall off.
"Hurry up, hurry up! I've saved it for you! If you don't come back, others will rob it all!"
"I'm going to pay more attention to sex than to friends!!!!"
As expected, the delicious food soothed some of the depressed mood. A group of young men were fighting and fighting over each other. When they had eaten and drank enough and dozed off and walked upstairs, the gloomy look between their eyebrows naturally dissipated.
Most of it.
I had been warned in advance that all the players who had turned off their phones in advance were sleeping deeply. Only Ye Xiu woke up from the vibrations on his pillow. He yawned and touched his phone, opened the screen and took a quick look - well,
Five o'clock in the morning.
...Should he be grateful to the great mercy of the country for allowing him to sleep for two more hours?
Or maybe thanks to the pace of work in China, the big guys from the General Administration of Sport go to work at nine o'clock. After a meeting, they drink tea and slowly browse Weibo for a while. When they see the news and think of chasing him, two hours have passed...
"Hello. I'm Ye Xiu." He responded in a low voice. Angry rebuke immediately poured out:
"How did you play yesterday! 3:7! They said their goal was to win the championship, but they lost like this in the first game! Do you want to qualify for the group stage?"
Ye Xiu listened "Uh-huh, uh-huh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah"! His eyelids were drooping down little by little. The other person criticized him for a full five minutes, and then the conversation changed and he started to investigate the specific issues:
"That Wang Jiexi, you know clearly that there is a problem with coordination, why don't you let him compete in the group competition? This young man Tang Hao is rough, even if he is sent to play, he can still compete in a single competition... There are also team battles..."
Ye Xiu gave a lengthy lecture on Jiangshan. He tried hard not to fall asleep. When he heard the other person say "Write a detailed tactical analysis report and hand it in tomorrow", he felt like he was being pardoned and quickly said yes. Thank God, it's over now.
!Can you let me sleep...
"And you! What nonsense are you talking about at the press conference! Do you understand that when you go abroad, you will represent the image of the country? Talking nonsense in front of the media will make others think of us Chinese!"
...Sure enough, these officials are even more spiritual when they are retreating. Ye Xiu thought painfully. This paragraph of criticism, guidance, requirements, foresight, and teaching examples lasted for more than ten minutes, right?
...But thank God this is here to harass him. If he also turned off his phone, the General Administration would directly call the staff, and now the whole building would be noisy, right?
When Ye Xiu was finally able to hang up the phone, half an hour had passed. He had just hung up, and there was an earthquake on the other side. Ye Xiu sighed and picked up the phone again, but what came from the other side was the little girl.
A hurried, almost crying voice:
"Ye Shen is sorry - our director Gu is very angry and must call you now. I can't stop him - don't take it to heart what he says. If he makes unreasonable demands, I will go find Liu
Uncle, go cry! Don’t read those comments on the Internet!"
With a click, he quickly hung up. Ye Xiu was stunned for a moment, then slowly lay down on the pillow, with a warm smile on his lips.
It must be that Xiao Li from the General Administration of Sports. His fans are here.
Little girl, don’t worry. People from the national team...
This criticism and accusation will not shake our minds.
Thank God, there were no more calls to disturb him. Ye Xiu had a comfortable sleep. When he went downstairs to have breakfast at eight o'clock, as soon as he put down the plate, Yu Wenzhou sat down opposite him and started eating slowly without saying a word.
juice.
"What's wrong?"
"Chairman Feng's phone number."
Yu Wenzhou showed his phone to him. Ye Xiu held the straw in his mouth and mumbled:
"Just finished the fight? What did you say?"
"He told us not to be too stressed. Don't pay attention to the General Administration of Sport and the like. They can't change players on the spot anyway. Especially," a smile suddenly appeared in his voice, "...it's impossible to change the team leader on the spot."
"...That's it. If it were me, who would they find to take full responsibility?"
Yu Wenzhou burst out laughing. Ye Xiu sighed exaggeratedly: "You are lucky. Here - I am asked to submit a 3,000-word tactical analysis report without any salary deduction."
You said it as if you, the team leader, were paid. Yu Wenzhou couldn't help but roll his eyes at him: "Are you really a friend?"
"What a good friend. Anyway, there is a gunman." As he said this, he turned around and saw a few teenagers walking in. He immediately waved to them:
"Yifan, please help me write a tactical analysis report for yesterday's game and submit it to the General Administration of Sports later. - Qiu Fei, you can also write one."
"Yes, Captain!"
"Okay, senior!"
The two teenagers responded at the same time. Yu Wenzhou waited for them to finish, then put down his cup and looked at Lu Hanwen slowly.
"Ah, I want to write too?...Okay..."
Lu Hanwen responded with his head bowed. At the same time, Wang Jiexi and Zhang Xinjie glanced at each other, and Gao Yingjie and Song Qiying stood up and nodded automatically without anyone saying anything.
The queue snowballed. When breakfast was over, Dai Yanqi from Thunder and Ge Caijie from Void all joined the assignment team—no, the tactical analysis report writing team.