Fox in the Penalty Area

When Luo Kai walked to the plane door, he paused for a moment. He stood on the gangway and glanced at the terminal building of Madrid International Airport in the distance.

This is not his first visit to the city, but it is indeed rare - the last time he came was to participate in the Madrid Olympics, which was already five years ago.

At that time, he had many longings for what would happen after coming to this city.

Now he also has aspirations.

But what we envisioned five years ago and five years from now are different.

Five years ago he was eager to stand out in front of that girl.

Five years later, he was even more eager to compete with Hu Lai on the court. This competition was pure and unadulterated.

He will no longer run to Hu Lai and say: "If I beat you, give me Li Qingqing's WeChat ID" like before.

Even if he wins against Hu Lai this time, it has nothing to do with Li Qingqing.

He simply wanted to defeat Hu Lai.

Luo Kai's sudden pause at the cabin door made his teammate Ricardo Barilla who was following him a little strange:

"What's wrong?"

"Look at the sunset." Luo Kai pointed to the distant western sky.

The sky there has a dreamy rose color, which is indeed beautiful.

But this scene is not an unusual scene for Ricardo Barria.

As long as the weather is good and you look up, you can always see this color of the sky.

"It is indeed beautiful, Luo. But you blocked me at the door." So Baria reminded him.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Luo Kai then stepped aside.

Baria put her arm around his shoulders: "Let's go."

Walked down the gangway with him.

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"This evening, Tramed's entire team, who participated in the Champions League quarter-finals, arrived at Madrid International Airport by plane... In the evening they appeared at Pirates Park,

Conduct pre-match training to adapt to the venue..."

The evening news related to the Champions League is playing on TV.

In front of the TV, a teenager said to his parents: "I want to watch the 'Dongchuan Middle School Derby'!"

The father next to him was confused: "What's the 'Dongchuan Middle School Derby'?"

The boy pointed at the TV screen and said, "Oh! That's it!"

Dad took a look: "Isn't this the 'Chinese Derby'?"

"Our teammates are saying that both Luo Kai and Hu Lai played football at Dongchuan Middle School. This is a contest between two Dongchuan Middle School alumni, so it should be the 'Dongchuan Middle School Derby'."

Before my father could say anything else, my mother next to me spoke up: "What are you watching! There is a game at 2:45 in the morning. Are you going to school after watching the game?"

The broadcast time of this game is playing on the TV screen:

April 11

Wednesday

02:45

Dad also nodded in agreement with Mom: "That's right, it's too late..."

Seeing that both parents disagreed, the child became anxious: "But this is the homework assigned by our coach!"

As soon as they heard the keyword "homework," the two parents' resistance slightly subsided. But soon reason gained the upper hand again, and the mother asked in confusion: "Really?"

"Of course it's true! Our coach Hu said that everyone should watch the live broadcast of the game, and at the same time write a post-game impression..."

The couple looked at each other and felt that something was not right.

Then the wife asked again: "Did Coach Hu really say that?"

"He told Coach Wang that he wanted us to watch the game and write down our thoughts after watching it."

"That's strange. Why didn't your coach notify the group? Shouldn't you tell your parents about this kind of thing?" The husband next to him was confused.

"Maybe it's because it's not time yet. The competition is tomorrow night. We will notify the group after school tomorrow."

Seeing that the child spoke so confidently, he didn't feel guilty at all about lying.

Even the parents were confused—could there really be such homework?

But, where is the homework that keeps children staying up late to watch football?

The game was played at 2:45 in the morning. What time was it after watching it? Is it half past four?

Still sleeping or not?

Can't you go to school during the day?

You can't go to school to catch up on your sleep, right?

When children are growing and developing, not sleeping well will affect their growth and learning.

There's no way a primary school football coach would do something like this, right?

Seeing that the parents didn't seem to believe it, the child continued: "Coach Hu is Hu Lai's father. Isn't it normal for him to let us watch the game to support his son?"

Mom still thought this was strange, so she picked up her phone and said, "Okay, I'll ask Coach Hu in the group."

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Hu Lixin put down his cell phone and smiled helplessly at his wife.

"What's wrong? Your WeChat account was exploded today..." Xie Lan was also surprised.

During this half hour, my husband’s mobile phone WeChat messages kept ringing, all of which were sent to him by his parents.

As the head coach of the school team, he has several groups, which are parent groups for the teams of all ages in the school.

If there is anything, such as training and competition announcements, and study tours, he will notify parents in the group.

Parents will also ask him in the group if they have any questions.

However, such lively scenes have become rare in the past two years, and they only appear when new parents join the group.

Tonight, it was like a group meeting, with messages from several groups buzzing non-stop.

Xie Lan was so fired that his head hurt, and Hu Lixin had no choice but to take his mobile phone to the balcony to reply to the message.

It was more than half an hour before he came back.

Faced with his wife's complaints, Hu Lixin could only smile bitterly: "It's the parents of the school team who are asking me if I have given my children 'homework' of watching the Champions League game in the middle of the night..."

"Watching the Champions League homework in the middle of the night? Did you really give it?"

"I'm crazy for assigning this kind of homework!" Hu Lixin said angrily. "Of course it's fake!"

"But the question is, why do so many children say you assigned them homework?"

"Because someone spread rumors."

"Ah? Spreading rumors?!" Xie Lan was so frightened that her voice rose an octave, "Who is it? Is someone trying to trick you, Lao Hu?"

"No, no, it's not that exaggerated." Hu Lixin waved his hands repeatedly, "I know who it is."

"Who?"

"Who else could it be? Xiong Jiahui."

"Hey, it's that bear kid!" Xie Lan was suddenly not surprised why it caused such a big commotion.

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Xiong Jiahui stood in front of Hu Lixin with a low eyebrow and a sincere attitude in admitting his mistake.

But Hu Lixin would not be fooled by this naughty boy again.

Because every time he got into trouble before, it was like this.

If you just look at him like this, you will definitely think that Xiong Jiahui is an extremely honest child. How could he do something that makes people angry?

In fact, Xiong Jiahui is not a particularly lively child. With everyone, he is easily overlooked.

He was taciturn and his hunched head was unattractive.

But there is not a lot of bad water in the stomach.

For such a person, there is a word that describes it very accurately:

"Wilted and bad"

To put it simply, Xiong Jiahui is such a "wilting and bad" child.

It was he who single-handedly directed the "big riot" among the teams of all age groups last night.

"Tell me, why did you tell your teammates that I gave you the 'homework' to stay up late and watch the game?"

Xiong Jiahui timidly whispered:

"I...I want to watch the Champions League..."

"You think you just came up with such a bad idea? You didn't know that all the parents are in the group, and you can find me if you ask about anything?" Hu Lixin was very angry.

"How did I know that so many people knew about it... I just copied the chat history that Hu directed you to coach Wang... I just showed it to my mother, old man," Xiong Jiahui felt aggrieved, "Where? I thought that Zou Yuze, that melon boy, saw it and kept talking about it everywhere! Director Hu, it’s all the fault of Zou Yuze’s big mouth! He is the culprit of such a big trouble!"

He yelled loudly, as if Zou Yuze was really to blame for everything.

"Of course I will find Zou Yuze. Let's talk about your problem first. Do you know that you are wrong?"

"I know..." Xiong Jiahui lost his previous excitement, lowered his head again, and said weakly.

Of course Hu Lixin knew that he couldn't believe what this kid said, so he said he knew and promised that he would do it again next time.

If Hu Lai had made such a mistake before, he wouldn't have been so patient in trying to reason with him, and would have just slapped him in the face. Although other people's children cannot be spanked, they still have to be given a hairdryer-like roar.

His personality has changed a lot now, and he is no longer as paranoid and irritable as before.

So facing this naughty kid, Hu Lixin still asked in a calm tone: "Do you really want to watch the Champions League match between Tramed and the Pirates?"

Xiong Jiahui nodded vigorously: "I want to see it!"

"It's simple. During training later, you go and apologize to all the teammates you cheated on. You have to apologize sincerely. Then you won't even think about playing in the game this weekend. Can you accept it?"

After Hu Lixin finished speaking, he looked at the child in front of him.

There is a very important game on the weekend that the children have been looking forward to for a long time, and Xiong Jiahui is naturally among them.

Now Hu Lixin wants to see how much Xiong Jiahui wants to watch that Champions League game.

Xiong Jiahui did not agree immediately, and he seemed to be struggling. After a while, he raised his head and asked Hu Lixin: "Director Hu, if I accept it, you will ask my mother to allow me to watch the game?"

"The live broadcast is definitely not possible. The time is indeed too late and not suitable for you primary school students. But in any case, I will definitely let you watch the game."

After fighting between heaven and man for a while, Xiong Jiahui gritted his teeth and nodded: "I promise, Director Hu! If you don't show up, I'll apologize!"

Hu Lixin smiled when he saw this and said: "Very good. Take a day of training and you, the fifth and sixth graders, will watch the replay of the game together."

Xiong Jiahui was a little disappointed: "I knew..."

"What? Can't we replay it?" Hu Lixin asked, his tone becoming slightly harsher.

Xiong Jiahui shook his head, but still made a small suggestion: "If it is replayed, I will know the result before watching it, Director Hu..."

"You can plug your ears and not inquire or pay attention. It's your business to avoid being spoiled. I'll just let you watch the game."

After Hu Lixin finished speaking, he waved his hand and stopped arguing with the kid: "Okay, let's go back. Remember to apologize to everyone during the afternoon training."

"I promise!" After Xiong Jiahui bowed, he turned around and ran away.

Looking at his back, Hu Lixin smiled and shook his head.

It is also a good idea to use a "Chinese Derby" in the Champions League to increase children's interest and love for football...

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