Fox in the Penalty Area

When Hu Lai, Zhang Qinghuan, and Wang Guangwei walked into the locker room together, they found that the noisy locker room suddenly became quiet. Holley.

Facing everyone's stares, Hu Lai's first reaction was to look down, and at the same time, he touched the crotch zipper of his jeans with his hand.

"Damn, I didn't zip up my pants properly and you two didn't know to remind..." He still complained about the two people next to him, but he didn't finish his sentence, "Huh? I zipped it up!"

What are they watching me do?

Just when Hu Lai was at a loss, Chen Xingyi raised his mobile phone and said, "Hu Lai, let me tell you, don't pay attention to that kid, he's clearly a prodigy, just look at him and you'll lose!" !"

What he said was filled with righteous indignation, but Hu Lai always felt that there was a hint of schadenfreude in Little Xingxing's tone...

Captain Li Tielin stood up and asked Hu Lai: "Have you read the news, Hu Lai? That goalkeeper Lin Zhiyuan who just joined the South China Tigers..."

Hu Lai was stunned: "Oh, I understand what you said. I was chatting with the two of them on the way here."

Wang Guangwei looked at Chen Xingyi with a sneer and said, "Chen Xingyi, Zhang Qinghuan has already said this to you on the way here, and I'll tell you, be careful not to burn yourself in the end."

Chen Xingyi looked embarrassed and looked at Zhang Qinghuan.

Zhang Qinghuan spread his hands together: "Hu Lai actually thinks what he said is right."

"That's right." Hu Lai said to his teammates in the locker room, "I just scored three goals for the South Korean team in the East Asian Cup, and I just helped the Chinese team win the East Asian Cup. The East Asian Cup Golden Boot and Golden Ball... The East Asian Cup is just ah, everyone is sending the Olympic team, not the national team, the gold content of this competition is actually not high..."

Qin Lin suddenly said: "Hu Lai, if you want to show modesty next time, don't list your honors in such detail, it will make people think you are pretending."

Everyone burst into laughter.

"He must be pretending, Brother Lin!"

"That's right, Brother Lin, you know Hu Lai!"

"Brother Lin, you can remove the 'will make people feel'..."

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After the training, Hu Lai, Wang Guangwei, and Zhang Qinghuan went home together. When Wang Guangwei just drove out of the south gate of the training base, he was blocked by reporters and fans.

This scene is no stranger to the three of them. Ever since they knew that the three of them like to go through the back door of the training base, many reporters and fans have come here to wait for them.

Fans came to them for autographs, and reporters came to Hou Lai to ask questions.

The question asked was naturally related to what Lin Zhiyuan said at the ceremony of joining the South China Tigers yesterday.

"I think he's right." Hu Lai, who was in the back seat, opened the car window and answered the reporter's questions. He said exactly the same thing as he said to Wang Guangwei and Zhang Qinghuan when he came. "I didn't think I was a representative of success at first. You reporters gave me the label. If you want me to say, I am still far from success? I have just started on the road. What height can I speak of? Speaking of height... I used to be lying on the ground, but now I’m just squatting up, and it’s still too early to walk upright. So there’s nothing to say, he’s right..."

He waved to the reporters and raised the window glass again.

After the car finally drove out of the "encirclement", Wang Guangwei, who was sitting in the driver's seat, asked Hu Lai while driving: "Hu Lai, if you say that in front of reporters, you are not afraid that others will really think you think so? "

"I really think so." Hu Lai shook his head and sighed, "Why don't you believe it?"

"Maybe it's because you usually talk too much nonsense?" Zhang Qinghuan gave the answer.

"Go away, I'm such a frank and sincere person. Brother Huan, you used to say so many duplicity nonsense when you dated girls!"

"Hehe, young master, I never rely on cheating to pick up girls.

I take every relationship seriously, but the shelf life of my love is too short..."

"It's the first time I've heard someone say 'scum' so clearly." Hu Lai sneered.

At this time, Wang Guangwei, who was driving, suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" The two looked at Wang Guangwei strangely.

"No, I just suddenly wondered, Zhang Qinghuan, whether your love has a short shelf life or something else is too short..."

Hu Lai was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Zhang Qinghuan suddenly changed color: "Speak up, what kind of car are you driving!"

"I'm driving..." The driver Wang Guangwei felt aggrieved.

"Drive well and say something!"

Hu Lai was still laughing, Zhang Qinghuan had no choice but to change the subject: "Hey Hu Lai, don't blame me for not reminding you. What if you are reported by the media, what if the other party thinks you are a coward? How embarrassing! !"

"Shameful? Don't you think so?" Hu Lai shook his head with a smile on his face. "Others can think whatever they want, whether they are cowardly or not, we will talk about it during the game. He has just entered the South China Tigers echelon, and he probably won't be able to meet him in a year or two. There is no need to care too much about what a passer-by thinks of me. Otherwise, I care about what other people think of me all day long, and I can't make a living by myself?"

"Then don't be angry, it's been said so..."

"Angry, why don't we spend money to find someone to go to Lingnan to beat up that kid?"

"Sweeping black and evil..."

"Right." Hu Lai spread his hands, "Then what else can I do? Open fire with him in the media and spit at each other?"

Zhang Qinghuan thought about it carefully, and there was really no good way to respond, so he could only sigh: "It would be great if we played the South China Tiger in the next match!"

"Wake up, we are the Chinese Premier League, and the South China Tigers are the Chinese Super League. And even if we really fight the South China Tigers, it may not be that person who guards the goal."

"It's true..." Zhang Qinghuan shook his head and stopped talking.

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"Zhiyuan, I've read the media reports, and it's just like what I said yesterday. If you say something casually, it will turn into a crisis of public opinion here." In the hotel room, a middle-aged man with a potbellied bald head frowned. Confidently told Lin Zhiyuan that he was Lin Zhiyuan's manager, Qiu Xinrong.

"Oh, Lao Qiu..."

"Call uncle!"

"Okay, old uncle Qiu..."

Qiu Xinrong rolled his eyes, but he didn't continue to correct Lin Zhiyuan's address to him.

"You know I've been in Germany for too long, and I'm not used to the way of life in China..."

"Don't use this as an excuse. There are fewer people in European football who open their eyes and tell lies? I don't care what you think in your heart. Anyway, you have to control your own mouth. Do you know that Hu Lai's reputation is as high as now?" How tall and how famous is he? He just ended his 'Koreaphobia'!"

Lin Zhiyuan curled his lips when he heard this, "That's because I'm not here. If I were here, I wouldn't need him to beat the South Korean team."

Hearing what he said, Qiu Xinrong laughed angrily: "Then why aren't you here?"

"I didn't just return to China last summer. Let me tell you, Lao Qiu, if I had returned to China a year earlier to catch up with the national competition in the first year of high school, I might be the goalkeeper in the East Asian Cup!" Lin Zhiyuan thumbed Poked himself, looking very confident.

"Then why don't you go directly to the professional echelon instead of going to some high school..." Qiu Xinrong snorted coldly, "I advised you to join a domestic club directly, but you didn't listen. If you really go to the echelon, you will have hope Playing in the East Asian Cup."

Lin Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, and then said with some embarrassment: "Isn't it because I read some online novels about the domestic national competition on the Internet? Every one of them wrote the national competition as passionately as in Japanese teen manga, what youth, Dreams, old enemies... My blood boils when I see it, I want to experience our own national competition..."

"It turned out that you won the national championship in just one year."

"Yeah... yeah, that's the problem... I became the national champion in just one year, and the strength of Yuntai Middle School is still quite average... What can I do? Desperate!" Lin Zhiyuan spread his hands, "It's so boring! There is no challenge at all. Alas, Lao Qiu, I would have listened to you if I knew it, and went directly to the professional club. Maybe I have already played the main force in the first team. !"

Qiu Xinrong saw that Lin Zhiyuan also knew that he had made a detour, so he no longer blamed him for not listening to him at the beginning, but comforted him: "Thinking about it, if you didn't go to the national competition to win a championship, you might not be able to do so." I joined the South China Tigers smoothly. Now that I have become a professional player, I will work hard to play in the first team."

"What's the point of just playing in the game? I want to be the main player in the first team! The main player in the Chinese Super League!" Lin Zhiyuan said proudly. "I've inquired about it. Chen Xingyi, who is known as the 'strongest high school student', and Luo Kai, who is the first student player to join a professional team, also failed to make it in the Chinese Super League team. Now they are all desperate to go to the Chinese Super League. A. Then I will be the first to be the main player in the Chinese Super League!"

Hearing Lin Zhiyuan's "crazy words", Qiu Xinrong did not refute him, but smiled.

Because in his mind, Lin Zhiyuan could do it as a matter of course.

He has this strength, he is super talented.

His only problem is to control his bad mouth. After all, this country doesn't like people who are too ostentatious, even if this person has matching strength.

It's too ostentatious and annoying, and it also affects the commercial value in this country.