Fox in the Penalty Area

Not long after Sun Juan returned to the nurse's station, Zhang Qinghuan walked out of the office under the leadership of Director Yang for a physical examination.

When they passed the nurse's station again, the nurses in the station all stood up one after another and paid attention - because Director Yang was here, they didn't dare to gather around like they did just now.

Just watch from the side.

Noticing these gazes, Zhang Qinghuan turned around and nodded to everyone with a smile.

"Ah! He's looking at me! He's looking at me!"

"Qing Huan looks so pretty when she smiles..."

The girls tried their best to suppress their excited voices and muttered softly.

Sun Juan in the crowd stared straight at the figure.

She didn't know if it was her own delusion, but she always felt that...he was looking at her.

Zhang Qinghuan looked away, and quickly disappeared into the elevator room.

The girls at the nurse station were still excitedly discussing the scene just now. Sun Juan did not participate in it. She had already sat down and sorted out the files on her desk, started to work, and ignored the discussions of her colleagues. .

To be able to meet today, to know that he still remembers her, Sun Juan is already content, and the reluctance that he felt about leaving in her heart has eased a lot.

He belongs to the sky, so how can I expect him to stay on the ground forever?

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"Dr. Yang called and said that your physical examination results are back, and everything is normal, and those minor injuries you suffered in the World Cup will not affect your going to play in Europe at all."

Yong Jun put down the phone and walked back to the room, and said to Zhang Qinghuan.

"it is good."

Zhang Qinghuan replied simply, he was packing up his things in the room, putting everything that should be put into the suitcase, the clothes were easy to talk about, the most difficult thing to clean up were the small bits and pieces.

You can’t throw it away, and it’s not easy to carry it. The ghost knows where it is stuffed, and then you can’t remember it—whether you have it or not, and you can’t remember it. It just disappears in time. in the gap.

"Just send it home,

I won't take it to Europe..." Zhang Qinghuan looked at the things on the bed, picked out some of them and put them aside.

"Up to you." Yong Jun came up to help pack his luggage.

"I really don't know if I don't move. Only ordinary families find so many 'junk'." Zhang Qinghuan shook his head and sighed. Cleaning up these "junk" is much more troublesome than sorting out offenses on the court.

"Brother Huan, you have to leave too. This house... I don't think I can live in it." Wang Guangwei, who was standing at the door watching them pack up, looked around the room and said with emotion.

After the World Cup, the domestic Chinese Super League has not yet resumed. All international players who participated in the World Cup have a ten-day holiday.

Everyone was away, but Zhang Qinghuan returned to Jincheng to prepare for the transfer.

Wang Guangwei's family belongs to Jincheng, so he came here to help Brother Huan, and it was also a farewell.

Hearing his words, Zhang Qinghuan stopped what he was doing and looked around.

At most, six people lived in this big villa at the same time. Young people like to be lively and chatter all day long. At that time, they didn't think the house was too big.

But with the departure of Hu Lai and Chen Xingyi, there were only four people left, and they could already feel deserted.

Now that he left again, there were only Wang Guangwei, Xia Xiaoyu, and Morikawa Junpei in the house. The three of them lived in a big villa with eight bedrooms, which was really inappropriate.

"It's really a bit reluctant..." He said with emotion.

As he spoke, he walked to the window again, looking at the field below, and many memories came to mind. This may be the happiest time he has played in professional football.

It's just playing football, playing with good friends. Don't think about anything else.

"If you leave, the three of us will definitely not be able to continue living. I think otherwise I won't rent..." Wang Guangwei babbled behind him.

Zhang Qinghuan suddenly interrupted him, and looked back at him: "Old Wang, just buy it."

"Ah?" Wang Guangwei was taken aback, "Buy, buy what?"

"This house, just buy it. Although there are too few people to live in, but... After all, there are our memories here. I think this house may be more than just a temporary rented apartment for us. Simply It’s fine to buy it, even if you don’t live there, it’s still a commemoration. Besides, real estate is also an asset, so maybe it can appreciate in value in the future?”

Zhang Qinghuan told Wang Guangwei what he thought, but unexpectedly Wang Guangwei shook his head: "You let me buy it, how can I afford it..."

"Who asked you to buy it alone? I said we all contributed money to join in and buy it together."

"Then...whose name is written on the real estate certificate?" Wang Guangwei asked a very sensitive and critical question.

"Hu Lai." Unexpectedly, Zhang Qinghuan gave an affirmative answer almost instantly.

"Hu Lai?" Wang Guangwei's eyes widened.

"Well, old Wang, don't you think he is the most suitable?"

Wang Guangwei thought for a while. Although that kid Hu Lai had a bad stomach, he was indeed a very pure person. He put the house in his name, and everyone else was convinced. I don't think Hu Lai will be greedy for this house...

So he nodded: "Okay!"

After Zhang Qinghuan finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone, circled everyone in the group, and said: "Brothers, I want to go abroad to play football, and now there are only three people left in this big villa, Lao Wang, Xiao Yu and Mori Chuan. It’s not comfortable to live in such a big house... Lao Wang plans to withdraw the rent and can’t afford it anymore. I think otherwise, let’s raise funds to buy this house? What do you think?”

Not long after, Chen Xingyi jumped out first: "If you buy it, the three of them will still live together. Isn't it uncomfortable to live in a different way?"

Zhang Qinghuan: "Who said it? Buy it, so as not to be rented or bought by others, then the football field that we have worked so hard to build in the back garden will have to be pushed to grow vegetables?"

Wang Guangwei also explained for Zhang Qinghuan in the group: "Brother Huan means that we will stay together, and having such a house here is a symbol."

Junpei Morikawa jumped out of nowhere and said very simply: "I have no objection, Brother Huan."

Xia Xiaoyu followed closely: "I have no objection either. It's really uncomfortable to live in that house without people, but to say goodbye like this... I'm quite reluctant, after all, I've lived in it for two and a half years. If I can buy it , then we can come back later.”

Zhang Qinghuan: "That's what it means."

Chen Xingyi: "I have a question, who owns the house after it is bought?"

Zhang Qinghuan and Wang Guangwei said at the same time, "Hu Lai."

Chen Xingyi: "Fuck! Think about it carefully, it seems that it really can only be him..."

Junpei Morikawa: "I agree."

Xia Xiaoyu: "Brother Hu is indeed trustworthy."

Chen Xingyi: "What we're talking about here is in full swing, what about Hu Lai and others? @贱人"

Hu Lai finally appeared, and as soon as he came out, he asked a very important question: "No, I have a question... Do I need to pay more for writing my name?"

Chen Xingyi: "Fuck!"

Wang Guangwei: "Grass (a plant)"

Junpei Morikawa: "Fuck (Chinese-Japanese bilingual)"

Xia Xiaoyu: "[cover face]"

Zhang Qinghuan: "Hu Lai, what the hell... There are six of us, and the purchase price is divided into six shares on average."

"Oh, then I have no objection, I strongly support it!" Hu Lai said again, "In addition, when it comes to selling the house, it would be better to have an explanation. What if you want to sell the house at that time?"

"Of course, the six of us have to sign an agreement to agree on matters. For example, if we sell a house, more than half of them must agree. If someone disagrees with the purchase, they can also buy the shares held by others at the market price. Then just transfer the ownership of the house to him." Although Zhang Qinghuan made a temporary decision, he really thought it through.

"Brother Huan is particular about it!" Chen Xingyi sent a thumbs up emoji.

Others followed suit and queued copy-paste.

"But if I don't think there are any surprises, I will definitely not sell this house." When Zhang Qinghuan said this in the group, he looked around his room again in reality.

The room he rented at a monthly rent of 500 yuan more than others was indeed in the best condition among all the rooms. With only an extra 500 yuan a month, you can enjoy the best view and the largest room, which is actually quite a bargain.

Wang Guangwei: "I probably wouldn't sell either."

Hu Lai: "Hey, I suddenly had an idea. How about we find someone to maintain the house, put up a sign, and sell tickets for people to visit? This is the former residence of the national football team! Let's order our 1:1 wax figure, Put it in the room, reproduce the scene of our life here... strive to turn this place into a 4A-level scenic spot! The holy land of Chinese football! Let fans come here to pay their respects..."

Chen Xingyi, Wang Guangwei, Xia Xiaoyu, Morikawa Junpei: "Fuck!"

Zhang Qinghuan: "Damn it, we're still alive, Hu Lai!"

Hu Lai: "It's okay, Brother Huan. Didn't the famous poet Zang Kejia say? 'Some people are alive, but they are dead; some people are dead, but they are still alive'. Although we are alive, it does not hinder us. Doing a former residence..."

Chen Xingyi: "Some people look like people, but they are actually dogs! @贱人"

Wang Guangwei synchronized in reality and in the group: "Hahahahaha!"

Hearing Wang Guangwei's laughter, Zhang Qinghuan stroked his forehead with his hand: "Fuck, I was still a little sad about parting, but this kid messed it up!"

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"Hu Lai, what are you watching? Is it so funny?" Li Qingqing noticed that Hu Lai had been watching since he picked up his phone just now, with a smile on his face, so she moved closer curiously.

Unexpectedly, Hu Lai handed her the phone directly: "Look for yourself."

"Ah? Your group... can I watch it?" Li Qingqing was a little surprised.

"Just look at it!" Hu Lai waved his hand vigorously.

So Li Qingqing took Hu Lai's phone and looked up the chat history.

Hu Lai pointed to her from the side: "Here, start looking from here."

From when Zhang Qinghuan was discussing about buying that villa to when Chen Xingyi called Hu Lai a "dog", Li Qingqing laughed so hard that her entire body trembled.

Li Ziqiang, who was stringing the chicken wings bought from the supermarket on bamboo sticks, heard the commotion over there, cast a glance, and then saw his daughter and Hu Lai almost touching their heads together, he took a deep breath Shouted: "You two, haven't the tables been fixed yet!"

Hearing this, the two young men quickly put down their phones and started assembling picnic tables again.

"Soon!" Li Qingqing answered her father loudly.

It was really fast, they quickly set up the dining table, and then took out the disposable tablecloth, and the two of them pulled it evenly and spread it on the table.

Li Qingqing tilted her head and looked at it: "It still feels like a shortcoming..."

After speaking, she suddenly looked at the wild flowers growing under the tree in the distance, her eyes lit up: "Yes!"

She ran over to pick a bunch of flowers and came back, then waved to Hu Lai: "How is it?"

Hu Lai looked at the girl who was as delicate and beautiful as a flower under the sun, and nodded: "It's beautiful!"

Li Qingqing laughed when he heard the words, and then said distressedly: "Ah, there is no place to put it..."

"Wait a minute." Hu Lai turned around and went to the car parked on the side to get the half-remained mineral water bottle.

Tear off the plastic wrapping paper on the bottle, and hand the bottle to Li Qingqing: "Put it here."

After Li Qingqing took it, he inserted the flower branch in his hand through the mouth of the bottle, and placed it on the table.

The bottle with water stands firmly, so you don't have to worry about blowing the vase to the ground when a gust of wind blows.

"This feels right!" Looking at the vase on the table, Li Qingqing clapped his hands and laughed.

"It's great!" Xie Lan came over with a plate of fruit and praised the scene before her.

Hu Lai pointed at Li Qingqing: "She did it."

Li Qingqing shook her head: "No, we did it together!"

"I just took a bottle..."

"That also counts." Li Qingqing said with a smile on her face, but very seriously.

"Okay..." Hu Lai introduced to her mother again, "It was done by the two of us."

Xie Lan smiled until his eyes narrowed: "Good boy!"

Hu Lixin's shout came from a distance: "The fire is ready!"

Then came Li Ziqiang's voice: "Come here and help skewer the meat!"

Xie Lan put the fruit in his hand next to the "vase" on the table, and called the two children to help.

Hu Lai and Li Qingqing followed behind her, walking towards the barbecue grill that was emitting smoke.

Li Ziqiang had already gotten up to take the dressed chicken wings and grill them first, and let Hu Lai, Li Qingqing and Xie Lan help with the rest of the meat.

Behind them, on a folding dining table covered with a red and white checked tablecloth, stands a bouquet of small yellow flowers, reflecting the afternoon sun, the petals glistening and swaying gently in the breeze.

The fierce World Cup battle on the other side of the ocean is in full swing.

However, Hu Lai, who is still ranked first in the scorer list, is far away from the hustle and bustle of the World Cup. He drove to the Baishui River in the suburbs of Dongchuan with his parents, Li Qingqing and his coach to camp and have a picnic, enjoying a rare leisure time.

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PS, the fourth volume will be finished tomorrow. After the update, there will be a super long single chapter to summarize the fourth volume, and to analyze the plot of the World Cup and why I wrote it like that.

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