Football: Start with Ronaldo star card

Ten o'clock in the evening.

Xiao Han finally ended the day's work.

Returned home.

Xiao Chenhui sat alone on the sofa in the living room waiting for him.

Pirlo and the others had long been arranged to rest in the guest room.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa is a cup of West Lake Longjing, which is still steaming.

Xiao Chenhui remembers that this is his father's and mother's favorite tea.

Xiao Han came over and sat down on the sofa.

He glanced at Longjing in front of him.

Slowly said,

"You remember I love to drink it."

Xiao Chenhui nodded:

"I still remember many things, including my commitment to my mother."

When his mother sent Xiao Chenhui to the children's football training ground for the last time before her death.

The young Xiao Chenhui sat in the car and swore to his mother:

"Mom, I will definitely become the best football player in the world in the future!"

Mother Tang Shi showed a gentle smile:

"Mother knows that Xiaohui will definitely be able to do it." Mom is waiting for the day when you become the number one footballer in the world. "

This is the last conversation between mother and son.

Since then, there have been separate people.

Never see each other again.

So Xiao Chenhui will not give up his commitment to his mother.

Resolutely embarked on the road of football.

High-intensity training every day, never-say-die style on the field.

It's all about fulfilling the original promise.

He has to be the best footballer in the world!

No one can stop his path.

Previous life.

Xiao Chenhui compromised with his father.

Live again.

He will never compromise again!

Xiao Han picked up the teacup and took a sip:

"So, are you going to stick to the end?"

Xiao Chenhui did not hesitate.

Nodded firmly.

The reason why he waited until late at night.

It is to explain it to his father.

The path of football was his own choice.

He will definitely go on steadfastly.

Xiao Han put down the teacup.

His eyes sharply looked at his son:

"I have told you countless times, leave aside your mother's sake..." "

The lack of domestic football in the system, the imperfection of various systems, the congenital deficiency of the physical conditions of the Asian race, the lack of attention to the players of the Dragon Kingdom in world football..."

"Under internal and external troubles, even if you work ten times harder than European players, you may not get what you want."

"It's good to have a purpose in life, but only if the goal you set must be correct!"

"Otherwise, you will only go further and further down the wrong path."

Wait for my father's words to come to an end.

Xiao Chenhui took out a report card from his pocket.

It was placed on the coffee table:

"Father, I know that you value your studies. This is my transcript of graduating from the Molbeño secondary school and I didn't miss my studies because I played football.

"I also know that you want me to follow the path you have pioneered and realize the great cause of rejuvenating the country through science and technology."

"But that's what you want. And all I wanted was a promise to my mother.

"I promise that in the days to come, I will also finish my studies and get the degree I deserve."

"Until then, you just let me keep going."

From high school to getting a degree.

This period is at least eight years.

Xiao Chenhui wants to prove himself in these eight years.

Change your father's stereotype.

Xiao Han's finger touched the report card.

But he said mercilessly:

"It's ridiculous that you want to use a few years to change the troubled Dragon Country football!"

Yet in the next moment.

When Xiao Han saw the "Yuga" on the report card.

He suddenly realized that his son might not have come on a whim.

In the intensive schedule of professional leagues.

Xiao Chenhui still got all the "Youjia" of the results.

It shows that he has paid much more than he imagined.

You can't do both.

And Xiao Chenhui won the golden boot of the top scorer in Serie B.

On the one hand, I got the results of various subjects "excellent".

The hard work he put in can be imagined.

He....

After all, it's his own son.

On him.

Xiao Han saw the desperate energy he had when he was young.

This stinky boy.

It's really my own species!

What should be learned is not learned.

Instead, I learned ten percent of my own stubbornness!

Silent.

Long silence.

Ten minutes passed.

Xiao Han finally put down the report card in his hand.

"I'll only give you three years."

"Within three years, if you don't make a name for yourself, or if you fall below 'Yuga' in any subject."

"You'll get me back right away! Start with sweeping the floor at the lowest level of the group. Hearing

his father's tone, there was actually a 180-degree turn.

Reluctantly agreed to continue playing in the professional league.

Xiao Chenhui almost jumped up from the sofa with joy.

Originally, he thought that he would have to spend a summer vacation.

Maybe you can achieve the goal.

Unexpectedly, a conversation made my father clear.

This is a joy that I never dreamed of!

Looking at Xiao Chenhui's cheering look.

Xiao Han did not forget to pour a basin of cold water on his hood:

"You don't have to be happy too early, since you decided to go this way, and you refused the company's endorsement contract."

"Then on this path of yours, you will not get any help from me, everything will depend on yourself."

"If you want to prove that you can, then do it for me!"

Hantang Group, which is now ranked 11th in the Longguo Enterprise Ranking.

At that time, it was also the hard work of Xiao Han and Tang Shi.

That's why their company is called "Hantang Group".

On the one hand.

It is a tribute to the dynasties that condensed the culture of the two dragon kingdoms.

On the other hand.

It also represents the difficult journey of the husband and wife to start a business.

Lao Tzu started from scratch.

Why do you pick ready-made peaches?

There are thousands of roads in the world.

But none are a shortcut to success.

Stick to your own path.

Then be mentally prepared to be raped by life.

Xiao Chenhui stood up.

He said to his father

, "Father, in three years, you will see your son break out of a good road!"

Xiao Han walked to the bedroom without saying anything.

Walk up to the stairs.

He paused suddenly.

Standing in place seems to have been brewing for a long time.

Finally, with difficulty, he spoke:

"Three years ago, the night your mother died, I shouldn't have yelled at you."

The father apologizes to his son for such a thing.

It is difficult for the average father to do this.

Especially a domineering president like Xiao Han.

Although his sentence just now did not carry the word "sorry".

But the meaning is basically that.

Xiao Chenhui was directly stunned in the living room.

Something is wrong with your ears?

Or is the brain beginning to hallucinate?

Father, is this apologizing to himself?

When Xiao Chenhui wanted to confirm whether what had just happened was real.

But I found that there was no father in the living room.

Ask for proof, but not.

Xiao Chenhui reached out and pinched his thigh half-dreamed.

No way!

Hurt!