This is definitely the most difficult journey Zhang Qinghuan has ever walked.
In fact, his car is only fifty meters away from the gate of the training base.
But it took him ten minutes to drive this fifty meters.
Fans constantly came up to him to ask for his autograph, take photos with him, shake hands, give him a thumbs up, and say some heartwarming words.
So much so that teammates who came later than Zhang Qinghuan were blocked behind the crowd.
But no one pressed the horn to urge, because they knew what the scene in front of them meant to Zhang Qinghuan and the Saria fans.
They understand and empathize.
I'm even a little envious, hoping that one day I can get such treatment when I leave Sarria...
Zhang Qinghuan finally satisfied all the fans' demands and drove to the gate "breaking through the siege".
There he met the doorman Savi who had been waiting for a long time.
Seeing Zhang Qinghuan, he took the initiative to raise his hand and say hello: "Good morning, 'Brother Huan'."
"Good morning, Savi." Zhang Qinghuan also raised his hand, ready to meet Savi's request for autographs and photos.
But Savi did not hand him a pen, but said to him: "I had a dream yesterday, and I dreamed that the club held a grand farewell ceremony for you..."
"Ah?" Zhang Qinghuan didn't understand why Savvy said that for a while, and didn't know how to answer the question.
"You once said that in China, dreams and reality are opposites. So does this mean you will not leave Sarria after tomorrow's game?"
Zhang Qinghuan really didn't expect that old man Savi had this idea. Facing Savi's sincere eyes, he smiled helplessly: "I'm sorry, Savi..."
He did not answer Savi's question directly because the question was unanswerable.
The answer was too straightforward, for fear of hurting the old man's heart. Zhang Qinghuan couldn't say anything to deceive the old man.
Looking at Zhang Qinghuan's leaving figure, Sa Wei suddenly came back to his senses:
He told Zhang Qinghuan last time that he had a dream, dreaming that he would come back in the next day's game. Zhang Qinghuan did tell him at that time that dreams in China are the opposite of reality.
But the problem is... Zhang Qinghuan really played in that game!
So the opposite between dreams and reality can really only happen in China.
And this is Spain, Barcelona, Spain.
Here, dreams and reality are not opposite.
He dreamed that Zhang Qinghuan would leave Sarria, so Zhang Qinghuan's departure from the team was irreversible.
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Sun Juan transferred another batch of packed things into cartons, and then sealed the cartons with tape.
After doing all this, she stopped to rest.
Although she had passed the most dangerous first three months, her physical strength was still affected and she felt tired easily.
In fact, she doesn't have to rush to pack her things in a few days. Uncle Yong has already returned to China to bring her parents from Anton's hometown to help.
When the league is over, Zhang Qinghuan will return to China to participate in a large training camp for 50 people.
She stayed in Barcelona, continued to pack her luggage with her parents, and then checked it back home.
At this moment, the TV is playing news related to tomorrow's game.
"...The game between Sarria and Valero will be Zhang Qinghuan's last game in Sarria's career - after returning from injury, he has decided to leave the team at the end of this season. Rather than as originally planned
Like that, wait until the contract expires next year before leaving the team...
"This is sad news for Saria fans. Because after eight years of playing for Saria, the Chinese player has long closely tied himself to the history of Saria. Zhang Qinghuan
He is not the foreign player who has played in Saria for the longest time, but he must be the foreign player who has left the deepest impression on Saria fans. It is hard to imagine that a player from China can conquer the picky players with his foot skills.
Spanish fans…”
This is not the first time that Sun Juan has seen news about her husband on TV before a game, nor is it the first time that she has been "alone in an empty room" at home.
She spent the eve of every weekend competition day alone.
It stands to reason that she is used to such days.
But today, she sighed deeply as she faced the room that had been gradually cleared away.
When she was just a fan of Zhang Qinghuan, she once fantasized about how her idol would end his overseas career.
She has imagined many possibilities, but there is no ending like terminating her contract with the club a year in advance after being seriously injured and missing nearly a season.
In Sun Juan's fantasy, her idol should leave Europe with flowers, applause, and success, or simply end his career in Europe.
His career achievements may not be as good as Hu Lai's, but they are definitely considered satisfactory.
Instead of being interrupted hastily by accident like now.
Even whether he can participate in the World Cup has become unknown - four years ago, who would have dared to think that the Chinese team's No. 10 would not be able to participate in the World Cup?
Sun Juan is so upset.
However, in order to take care of her husband's mood and feelings, she could only express such emotions when she was alone.
But that's football.
Commentators always like to say "football is round" because they want to emphasize the uncertainty of football matches.
Sun Juan has her own understanding of this.
Football is round, and so is life.
Football is full of uncertainty, and so is life...
After thinking about something alone in the room, Sun Juan slowly stood up from the ground with her knees in hand, and then walked towards the bedroom with a slightly bulging belly.
She didn't want to rest, but continued to pack her luggage.
Say goodbye to this place completely, there are a lot of things that need to be packed away...
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"Old Qin, you said... Zhang Qinghuan can really make it through the auditions and participate in the World Cup?"
Lying on the bed in the hotel room, Ding Gaoyi looked at Zhang Qinghuan who appeared on the TV screen, turned around and asked.
Barcelona's TV station was broadcasting a report about tomorrow's game, but it was in Catalan, and the two Chinese people in the room couldn't understand it at all.
They also followed the people in the report and talked about what happened last night.
At that time, Qin Lin and Ding Gaoyi went to interview Zhang Qinghuan as coaches of the Chinese team.
During the dinner, Qin Lin told Zhang Qinghuan bluntly that he could not make any promises about whether Zhang Qinghuan could participate in the World Cup.
Zhang Qinghuan acted very calmly about this.
Because his performance this season is really unconvincing - there is really too little time left for him.
He hasn't had enough games to find consistency.
On the other hand, as he grew older and suffered serious injuries, his abilities were indeed not as good as before.
These are objective facts, not Qin Lin's intention to make things difficult.
However, when Qin Lin told Zhang Qinghuan that he wanted him to participate in the "audition" training, Ding Gaoyi caught the obvious change in Zhang Qinghuan's expression from the side - he was very surprised.
Zhang Qinghuan's first reaction to Qin Lin's request was surprise.
Obviously, he didn't expect that he would need to participate in the "audition".
Ding Gaoyi was not surprised by Zhang Qinghuan's reaction.
Because he had discussed this issue with Qin Lin before.
He told Qin Lin at the time that doing so might make Zhang Qinghuan think that the national team coach was deliberately making things difficult for him and looking for excuses to exclude him from the World Cup squad.
Although Qin Lin definitely did not have this purpose, he did this just to create more time for Zhang Qinghuan to regain his state and rhythm.
But people's hearts are different. No matter how honest you are, what if the other person thinks you are deceiving him?
Now Zhang Qinghuan's reaction was as expected by Ding Gaoyi.
He couldn't help but secretly glance at Qin Lin beside him, thinking what if Zhang Qinghuan refused?
Wouldn’t that make it impossible for everyone to get off the stage?
After all, for Zhang Qinghuan, an old man with meritorious service and a famous player in the national football team, asking him to participate in the "audition" is somewhat...insulting.
What would Zhang Qinghuan think?
After a period of silence, what Ding Gaoyi was worried about did not happen.
Zhang Qinghuan nodded and agreed.
He promised to compete for a spot in the World Cup starting from the "audition".
"I don't know." Qin Lin answered his assistant calmly. "I'm not a prophet. Whether he can do it, of course, we can only know when the list is announced."
"I think once the news of Zhang Qinghuan's participation in the fifty-person training camp is announced, you may be scolded badly..."
Zhang Qinghuan's popularity among domestic fans is not low. For such a meritorious veteran of the Chinese team to compete in the auditions, many people will definitely interpret that Qin Lin is looking for an excuse not to take this veteran to the World Cup.
After all, he couldn't refuse Zhang Qinghuan directly, so he could only use this method to make Zhang Qinghuan give up.
Sounds reasonable:
It's your fault, Zhang Qinghuan, that your abilities are not up to standard and you can't pass the training camp selection. It's your own problem that you can't participate in the World Cup. It's not that I, the head coach, deliberately didn't select you...
Hearing what Ding Gaoyi said, Qin Lin smiled: "Ha, Old Ding. You know that I am a former international player who came through the dark era. He has no other skills. There is one skill that must be top-notch."
"What's the point?"
"You're good at getting scolded. Just scold them. You've already gotten used to them. Just ignore them and concentrate on your work."
After saying that, Qin Lin put his phone on the bedside table, plugged it in to charge, and slid into bed.
"Sleep and go to witness Zhang Qinghuan's last game in Sarria tomorrow."