Dream is King

  Ma'er is a good man.

   Fortunately, he got up immediately.

   hugged Bai Haonan and stood behind him for the first time: "Junior brother! He is my junior brother, we are joking..."

   Chen Sufen, who was already flying on Bai Haonan's shoulders and kicked two or three people in a row, almost fell to the ground!

   Are you kidding me like that?

Of course, unlike what she heard the two of them saying the whole time, other people still listen to the horse, or even if they see it, they can see that it was the horse who made the first move, not to mention that the horse's face is not really angry now, but more anxious. He signaled to the surrounding: "It's alright, alright... Play on the court, who is that, who is the referee today? Lao Yang, tell him to blow the whistle, and start the game quickly, I'll sit down with my junior brother first!"

   There was chaos, some people whistled, some people shouted, and the whole crowd moved towards the stands like a tide, but more people took pictures curiously.

In fact, Bai Haonan has seen Ali and Arthur silently touching the shadows in the gap between the container houses, expressionless and even a little excited about the big scene, his eyes are just coldly searching for the target under the wall, at any time Get ready to jump out!

  The two of them faced so many people to start the Savior, it was not a matter of kicking both feet. Bai Haonan also silently gestured to them to step back, and the two figures in the darkness disappeared.

Obviously Ma'er didn't know that he had been in the Palace of Hell for a while, so he turned around and put his hand on Bai Haonan's shoulder: "Damn it! What did your wife do, you threw people up without even thinking about it... Not yet. pain!"

  Bai Haonan may still have pain points on his back, so he stood up straight for a while, Chen Sufen finally came back from the alert state and immediately felt distressed: "What, where does it hurt?!"

Bai Haonan turned his hand and slapped her ass: "Span, slap! You know slap, if a man talks about things, you don't move around, hurry up and say sorry to senior brother! This is Lao Chen's daughter. Going to learn martial arts was taught by that old lady Yang!"

Ma'er was stunned, obviously recalling the hahaha laugh, which was definitely more real than his previous laughs: "Master Yang! I know, coach Yang of the martial arts team, she was the most ruthless at that time, good good. , my sister-in-law is very good!" She reached out to Chen Sufen very enthusiastically, but the girl snapped it away: "Then you still beat him!"

  Ma'er froze again, and then hahaha more truthfully: "Okay, okay, you are a really nice guest! I will protect you..."

   Bai Haonan rarely put it back on the air: "Go, go! Senior brother doesn't hold grudges, and you, and you are always yelling... This is the general manager of Rongdu training camp, Li Lin, from Northeast China."

   Li Lin grinned aggrievedly and didn't reach out her hand: "You knocked me flying, why didn't you say anything."

   Bai Haonan found that he really had no authority, and quickly left the field: "Here, sit on the roof, and it is convenient to watch the stadium if you have a drink. If you joke with me again, it will not be misunderstood."

  Ma'er patted him on the shoulders heavily: "I've never hit anyone! Brother! But you say that, apart from hurting me a lot, I really have nothing to say!"

Bai Haonan pointed the direction of the stairs and climbed up by himself: "So, senior brother, now you are not the captain of the national team before, and I am not a substitute for Wannian in the professional league. We are all doing the same thing, but the details of the direction are different. "

Maybe there are people who are good-natured and deceitful, but Ma'er is really a kind of honest temperament, and he is the kind with the attributes of a natural big brother. He climbed up the steep escalator and slapped Bai Haonan in the leg directly: "But You're too vicious!" Just like disciplining a naughty junior brother, at least the protective shell that he used to wear before was put down.

Bai Haonan went up to the rooftop and waved to the doctors and shareholders who were poking their brains over there. Both those who cared about him and those who were curious and wanted to take a photo with Ma'er for an autograph held back, and saw that Ma'er came up and sat down face to face with him. I also quickly sat down here, and I still knew not to disturb Bai Haonan and the others, but some people quietly took pictures with their mobile phones. Ma'er is very famous in Rongdu. It can be said that the whole province is very famous, especially in the 30s and 40s. middle aged male.

   At this time, Chen Sufen and Li Lin also walked down the stairs, and Liu Lang stood beside him, shaking his head, "It's better for them to talk by themselves."

Chen Sufen was disdainful: "I don't want to hear it... Shit, he's so fat, heavier than Lao Bai!" At this time, she finally believed that Bai Haonan would cooperate automatically when she was thrown away by her. No matter how skillful a middle-aged man is The greasy weight is still so heavy, so I tried to wipe my hands, it was uncomfortable to touch it!

   Li Lin adored: "Sister Fen! It's amazing! Papapa!" She tried to repeat Chen Sufen's repeated kicks and almost fell over herself.

  Chen Sufen hurriedly hugged her, her face as calm as possible: "What is this!" The corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile, proud!

   It seems that after more than ten or twenty years of practice, it is not in vain!

   Li Lin further admired: "He said you were his wife... I've never heard him call anyone that!" I feel this is more worthy of admiration.

  Chen Sufen was a little surprised: "No?"

  Li Lin thought about it seriously: "No, never."

   Maybe a fool's words are particularly easy to believe, and Chen Sufen couldn't hold back her mouth: "Then... What about the female boss of Guixi?"

Li Lin's face was full of sincerity: "Miss Yu? It's just to call her Miss Yu and Yu'er, and I also introduce her to the outside world. No, I have never called my wife or wife, and I don't call him that. We used to call him Mr. Bai in the company. He used to be called Dong Wang, but Miss Yu just likes him... uh." As if realizing that she couldn't say this casually, she immediately shut her mouth in embarrassment.

  Chen Sufen giggled and hugged her: "Let's have a good chat, how did you know him?"

   Li Lin was simply flattered: "Oh, I recognized him during the MLM..."

   It seems that Chen Sufen's small books can be added with more names.

But Bai Haonan didn't laugh, and continued to speak unpleasantly: "Vicious? As long as it involves a person's life or future, it's not malicious in any way. Well, it's still the name of this training camp, Zong Ming, Lao Chen kicked him to death during training. Yes, do you say that Lao Chen has the heart to kill him? He wants to be good for him with all his heart, if it is not a good seedling, it is not rare to do it."

The good-tempered horse had to press his temples again. At this time, Arthur hunched over and brought a drink plate up. Of course, it was hot cocoa at such a low temperature at night. The horse also didn't look like a domestic waiter. The dark boy said thank you, and Arthur disappeared silently and stepped back.

Bai Haonan borrowed the topic again: "This kid is from northern Myanmar. If he doesn't play football, he's just a wanderer in the war. He usually doesn't live to be twenty years old, but I brought a team there and let this team The children inside survived as much as possible."

Ma seemed to understand what Bai Haonan was trying to convey. He raised his head and looked at the field. The game started as soon as the whistle sounded. The team that won yesterday was playing against Ma's friends. It is a retired player, except for some fat, but in terms of physical fitness and footwork ability, it really crushes amateurs, and every single look can cause cheers from football fans on the sidelines, shouting the names of the players, and even horses. Seeing it a little fascinated, it took a while to say in a low voice, "For a long time, Rongdu's games have not been so lively."

   Bai Haonan also held a cocoa cup: "Because those who love football don't want to watch their favorite things stir in the cesspool."

  Ma'er turned his head and looked helpless: "Do you have to use such vicious words to describe it?"

   Bai Haonan sneered: "Because you know what I say is the truth."

   Ma'er thought about it, then turned around: "But I've been trying to change! I've been trying to change as much as I can, you know?"

   Bai Haonan nodded: "I know, you are trying your best to start a company to make money. After you make money, you can invest it in football schools, and get sponsorships everywhere... How much money can you make in a year?"

   A hint of embarrassment finally flashed across Ma'er's face: "One or two million."

  Bai Haonan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's 10 million in ten years. You could have become a multi-millionaire just for this **** football.

Ma Er has always had a simple and honest smile on his face, turned his head to look at the stadium, and looked at the bustling stadium under the lights: "I really want to do this well, I have a clear conscience... I think it is !"

A middle-aged man in his forties, he is no longer the all-powerful top midfielder in China. His wide-skinned face is already wrinkled, but there are some indescribable rays of light flashing on his face, perhaps only when he sees his favorite things. Some are shiny, even moving.

   In such a light sentence, he explained his ten years of no-regret persistence.

   It is a duty to train hard as a professional player and play football well. After retiring, you can become famous and make money, and you can live comfortably, but you have to pay money to start a football school every year. That is true love!

   You can earn one or two million dollars every year and throw it into the water. That must be more than the ability of most people to make money. If you don’t use it to buy a bag, buy a car or a house, you will throw it all in this cesspool, and it will remain unchanged for ten years.

   This still requires perseverance.

   But even according to Bai Haonan's original plan when he returned to China, to sharpen his sword in ten years, at least in ten years, he should be able to produce some children, and at least he can sell some money to make a return, but he hasn't seen any talents here in the past few years.

   So Bai Haonan knocked out Ma'er's perseverance in one sentence: "That means your ability is not enough, your ability to make money is not enough, and your ability to lead a team is not enough."

  Ma'er seemed to be used to Bai Haonan's vicious tongue: "I'll go! You are really hurting people!" This time, there was no violent reaction, and even a calm smile.

   Bai Haonan nodded: "You are a master at playing football, but you don't know how to lead a team. A good player is not necessarily a good coach. This saying is true all over the world."

  Ma'er also nodded: "Yes, Maradona is still a mess as a coach, but how do you know that I can't lead the team, or that my football school coach can't."

  Bai Haonan smiled: "You admit that your coaching staff is not good enough. Have you seen the group of people over there, senior young experts from the Medical University, people who are really useful to this country..."

Ma'er looked up inexplicably, and the experts over there hurriedly stood up and waved flatteringly one after another. The thief eyebrows and rattling eyes were a bit sorry for Bai Haonan's name. Ma'er smiled and waved at the other side. The grandchildren actually clapped hard. Looking at the honor of the surrender faction, Ma Er laughed again, feeling that the people around Bai Haonan were cuter than him.

Bai Haonan also rolled his eyes a little: "We have talked, and laymen like to say why China can't come up with 11 stars who can play in the World Cup with more than one billion people. They told me that China's reform and opening up can rely on low labor costs. That is to say, there are many people, but in fact, the most important thing is to introduce technology and management, so we imported a full set of Brazilian technology, and Romario was the link."

  Ma'er smiled honestly: "We introduced British technology ten years ago. Did you forget that we also have a successful team called Sheffield? The first time I saw you play, it was with this team."

   Facing the senior brother, Bai Haonan felt that it was obviously difficult for him to fool around. He turned his head and signaled to Ali who had been standing on the corner of the rooftop: "Tell them to prepare for the second half."

  Ma'er raised his eyebrows: "What? Do you still want to step on your feet?"

   Bai Haonan smiled: "skillset and impact are two different things."

  Ma'er was no longer close to him, so he got up and kicked directly: "Fuck you, uncle! You are also shaking foreign words with me! What do you mean! Say it!"

   The experts over there saw the playful atmosphere, and they applauded and applauded. They felt that Bai Haonan was beaten by a horse.

Bai Haonan really thinks it's more accurate to express this feeling in English words, who told him that he didn't even understand Chinese, and he had to ask the next door, the experts booed: "Ouch! Come and bully us!"

There is still an honest report to Ma Er: "Skillset refers to skills, generally refers to personal skills, impact is the influence on a certain thing, Lao Bai expresses the comprehensive influence on the game, his two words The contrast means that no matter how strong the individual ability is, the influence on the whole game cannot be equated, and the person with the best personal skills is not necessarily the most influential."

   Ma'er smiled indifferently when he heard it. He was really indifferent. Of course he understood the truth about a midfielder who was once the top in the country.

   The crowd also booed again: "Damn, I have been abroad for a few years, and I can't understand Chinese, so I have to express it in foreign languages!"

There are also shabby people: "That's right and right. When I first went to the UK, I felt that many terms were more accurate in English. After all, many terms were introduced after foreigners invented them. "

   Bai Haonan retorted: "A group of big turtles!"

  The experts understood: "You are not a turtle yet!"

   But he still talked a lot about Bai Haonan and said good things to Ma'er: "Old Bai is really good, I just want to do a good job in football, and study it wholeheartedly!"

  Ma'er stood up and smiled proudly: "My little junior brother, of course he will be such a person." There is a kind of big brother temperament, which immediately arises spontaneously.

   Bai Haonan, who got up and went down to change his clothes, had to admit that he didn't have the temperament to take the lead.

   Because this is the kind of big brother who needs to be the center of all players on the court, and he seems to be suitable for being on the sidelines from the beginning.

   Maybe this is also the difference in talent.