Fox in the Penalty Area

When a man and woman who were obviously lovers tried to enter this very ordinary restaurant, they were stopped by the aunt who was busy at the door, and said with a embarrassed smile: "Sorry, I don't have a seat. Otherwise, the two of you will get a number?"

The man and woman looked at each other, and the man asked aloud, "How many more?"

"If there are two people, we have to wait for twenty-five tables..." the aunt said silently.

"It's been so long?" The woman frowned, noticing the dense crowd of people sitting on stools eating sunflower seeds outside the store, and some people were still looking up at the two of them, obviously these people were waiting for their seats here.

"Wait?" The man looked at her.

"Forget it, let's switch to another..." The woman turned and walked out. She didn't think it was worth waiting so long for something delicious.

The man quickly caught up.

Auntie didn't stay either, and let them go, then turned around and went about her own affairs.

At this time, Hu Lai, who was sitting at a small square table in the innermost corner of the room, pointed to the couple who had left and said, "You see, I didn't lie to you, did I? This restaurant is very famous despite its ordinary appearance. A must. If you come late, there will be no seat at all, and the queue can make lunch an afternoon tea."

Only then did Li Qingqing understand why Hu Lai brought her here for lunch at 10:30 in the morning...

She complained: "Then you should have told me last night, I won't have breakfast..."

"How much stomach can I free up if I don't eat breakfast?" Hu Lai pouted, "Not only did I skip breakfast, I even emptied yesterday's dinner before going out!"

Li Qingqing froze for a moment, and then figured out what Hu Lai meant, she showed a disgusted expression: "Hu Lai, you are so disgusting!"

"What's disgusting?" Hu Lai's eyes widened, and she looked at her innocently. "I mean, I did morning exercises for a long time this morning before I consumed last night's meal. Is morning exercise disgusting?"

Li Qingqing blushed slightly because she misunderstood Hu Lai, then looked at the enthusiastic and fragrant beef offal soup pot in front of her, raised her chopsticks and made up her mind: "Then let's find a place to eat in the afternoon after eating!"

"Still eating? Could it be that you want to exercise?" Hu Lai asked casually, teasing Li Qingqing.

Li Qingqing nodded very seriously: "Well, exercise."

Hu Lai:? ? ?

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Feng Jie is a staff member who works in the No. 10 Legendary Football Park. His main job is to receive football fans who come to rent a field in the football park. Every weekend or night, he will be very busy, because this is the peak time for playing football.

During the daytime on weekdays, he will be more relaxed.

At this time, the main force of football field consumption is at work. How many people can skip work just to play wild football?

And those training classes that rented venues to teach children to play football have not yet started. After all, children have to go to school, right?

Only when the evening comes, will the place become lively. Even the parking lot is full of cars. People who come late can only park their cars on the side of the road. At that time, he was still in charge of the wind - if a traffic policeman came here to take pictures and post tickets, he had to go to the side of the court with a loudspeaker and shout: "The traffic police are here! The traffic police are here! Stop outside and move the car!"

Now sitting behind the counter, he put his mobile phone under the counter, lowered his head and was playing happily, when he heard someone knock on the countertop in front of him: "How much is it for an hour to rent a venue here?"

He looked up to see a man in a cap and sunglasses...or a boy looking at him.

Feng Jie, who was interrupted to play games, was a little upset. Although the business came up, he was not very enthusiastic. After all, the money earned by this business is not for the boss? I am a wage earner who earns a dead wage,

Wouldn't it be better to have a little leisure during the day?

So he raised his finger and pointed to the price list behind him, signaling the other party to read it for himself.

The man in the peaked cap and sunglasses looked up and saw that different sizes of courts had different prices.

The smallest futsal field costs 600 yuan and 90 minutes.

The largest nine-a-side football field costs 1,000 yuan and 90 minutes.

"It's a bit expensive..." he muttered.

Feng Jie, who was playing the game with his head down, rolled his eyes: "We have just laid the turf. The turf is imported from abroad, which is different from those stadiums where the asphalt is exposed."

The implication is that we get what we pay for.

After hearing his explanation, the customer didn't say anything, and took out his mobile phone: "Rent a nine-a-side game."

Seeing that the business is coming, the game must not be able to be played, Feng Jie sighed in his heart, and was about to be reported to hang up again, really...

He put down his phone, opened his notebook and asked, "When did you make the appointment?"

"Appointment? We don't make an appointment. Is there a venue now?" The other party asked, pointing to the football field outside his room.

"Now?" Feng Jie was also very surprised. He looked out with his head, "Have you all arrived yet?"

It was empty and quiet outside.

"It's all here." The other party seemed to understand Feng Jie's meaning, and explained, "There are only two of us."

"Two people? What kind of football do you play with two people?" Feng Jie was furious—are you here to amuse me? !

"Can't two people play? I can play alone if I have the ball. The field is empty. If one person kicks, it's the same for two people, or for twenty people. The money is the same. Two people kicking will wear less on your turf."

Feng Jie felt that what the other party said made sense. Anyway, the rent of the venue was not charged per person, so he wrote it down in his notebook, and then pointed to the QR code on the counter: "Scan it yourself, one thousand."

The other party took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code. Feng Jie took out the key after hearing the system prompting that the WeChat account was credited. He walked out from behind the counter and led the way for the other party to the designated football field.

Just as he walked out of the office transformed from a shipping container, he saw a... tall girl standing outside.

Also wearing a cap and sunglasses.

The tight jeans made her legs look extraordinarily slender, and Feng Jie couldn't help but take a second look.

Then he glanced back at the man behind him, thinking of bringing his girlfriend to the football field for a date, brother, you are so creative...

Maybe he is planning to act aggressive in front of his girlfriend?

Randomly kick a few kicks at the empty goal, and then get admiring eyes, applause, and cheers from the girlfriend who doesn't understand the ball...

Sprinkling dog food here, this kind of person should be beaten to death!

While slandering the customer in his heart, Feng Jie walked outside a futsal court and opened the door at a corner of the barbed wire wall with the key in his hand.

Then he saw two customers in casual clothes, jeans, and sneakers, and said to them, "Would you like a football?"

"Yes, yes." The man nodded repeatedly.

"The rent is 20 yuan for a match, and the deposit is 50 yuan."

So the other party followed him back to sweep the deposit and rent.

When he came out again, he was holding a football in his hand.

Feng Jie didn't follow him out. He returned to his seat behind the counter, took out his mobile phone, and planned to continue playing games.

Sure enough, they lost the previous round.

Not only did his teammates rant about Zaun on the channel, but they also reported him for hanging up...

"Fuck!" Feng Jie looked up at the football field outside the window, and cursed at the same time.

The two culprits are on the field.

But he glanced at it, but couldn't look back.

He saw the football falling from a high place, and the girl who he thought didn't know anything about balls raised her toes slightly, and she firmly caught the falling football between the face bone of her calf and the instep.

Are you kidding me...

Feng Jie's eyes widened.

A ball that fell from such a high height, without even doing any preparatory actions, stopped the football by turning your toes like this... Did you put glue on your shoes? !

Things that left him stunned continued.

The girl raised her right leg and gently tossed the football she was holding upwards. At the same time, she quickly took off her peaked cap with one hand, and took off her sunglasses with the other hand at the same speed. It shone brightly on her face.

But Feng Jie didn't pay attention to the girl's appearance at all. He only saw that after the hat and sunglasses disappeared, the football landed steadily on her forehead without even shaking it.

Feng Jie is not a football fan. If it wasn't for work, he wouldn't pay attention to football at all. But after working here for so long, he often watches those people play football, and he can somewhat tell the level of football.

In his opinion, this girl's level should be very high, because a person who can stop a high ball so easily is also a master in the field.

Then he saw the girl point the football down, and then used the instep of her foot to pad it to the boy opposite.

The boy did not stop the football as easily as the girl. Instead, he raised his foot and bounced the ball, picked up the football again, and quickly took off his hat and sunglasses like the girl, but he failed to stop the football firmly on his forehead. , the football bounced away when it hit him on the forehead.

Girls' laughter rang out on the field in the distance.

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"Haha! You lost!" Li Qingqing clapped her hands and jumped up.

Hu Lai rolled his eyes: "It's too fancy, it's not practical at all in the game! It's better than shooting!"

After speaking, he walked to the goal and hung the hat in his hand on the hook on the net at the junction of the crossbar and goal post.

"Shoot at the penalty spot, whoever hits the hat first wins!" He pointed to the dangling peaked cap.

That's a theoretical dead end.

Li Qingqing looked at the small hat in the distance, and his eyes became serious.

"What? Don't dare to gamble?"

"Compare!" Li Qingqing accepted the challenge, "I'll go first!"

Hu Lai didn't go back, but stood in the goal, ready to pick up the ball.

Li Qingqing set up the football, took two steps back, aimed at the position of the hat again, and ran up to shoot!

The football flew off where the crossbar meets the goal post.

"Ah!" Li Qingqing yelled regretfully.

"Haha, it's my turn!" Hu Lai hurriedly ran to pick up the ball.

Feng Jie, who had already walked to the door of the office before he knew it, stared intently at the scene on the field.

The peaked cap is so small, hanging in the dead corner of the goal, how many kicks does it take to get caught once?

He watched as the boy, whom he initially thought was bringing his girlfriend to pose, placed the football on the penalty spot, then backed away for a run-up.

He actually got a little nervous...

Hu Lai also looked up at the peaked cap, took a deep breath, let it out, and started to run.

Two steps later, he raised his right foot and kicked the football.

After a bang, the football flew into the air and went straight to the upper left corner of the goal!

And knocked the hat off the beam!

"Yeah!" Hu Lai made a V sign to Li Qingqing. "See? This is strength!"

Li Qingqing was also shocked for a moment, but she quickly shook her head: "You shoot so well?"

Hu Lai said proudly: "This is the foundation of my life!"

Li Qingqing teased: "Indeed, you only know how to shoot."

"Hey, what you said..."

The couple were probably flirting, but Feng Jie couldn't care less about being fed dog food at this moment, his mind was full of the boy's kick.

The moment the hat was knocked off, his mouth opened, and it hasn't closed yet.

He originally thought that the person who came to the stadium in broad daylight and spent a thousand yuan to play a game was either an idiot with too much money to spend, or he was trying to act aggressive in front of his own woman.

Either way, it's bronze.

Who would have thought that bronze would become the king? !