Green Life

When the first rays of the morning sun hit Liverpool, everything is brand new.

Just like Ma Keqin stepped into this river seven years ago, the full sunset and the backs of his friends all weave an endless, teenage dream.

When he is upset, besides going to Tony's bar for a drink, he just comes here for a walk. The Mersey River in Liverpool, which leads directly to the sea, is calm and magnificent.

The guard cap and sunglasses wrap him tightly. Due to the recent suspension, he has a lot of opportunities to take a walk here, and let Quiet think about his own, green career.

For a teenager who is not yet 19 years old, so many stories are a bit too heavy, but for a soul with vicissitudes, it is appropriate.

No one will cheer for him except Liverpool fans, but this is enough for him. The place you love, no matter how small, is your whole world.

In this life, he has grasped all the emotions. He is not satisfied with his sister, his lover, his relatives, and the team. He is much more satisfied than in his previous life.

A piece of stone was flying into the water, and the ripples seemed to be smiling at the boy. The sun was warm and spring was full.

"Ding ding", a text message interrupted his thoughts.

A moment ago, Liverpool Senior Police Inspector Lin Sen picked up his mobile phone and sent a text message: "That guy asked me to arrest him for tax evasion and suspected of threatening blackmail. He just waits to get out of jail."

"Also, as an older brother, let me remind you that you are Chinese, you should open your mouth when you should open your mouth in this circle, don't be embarrassed"

Mark Qin smiled, and immediately replied: "Thanks, Brother Lin, I just found out about it not too long ago, and I haven't thanked you for helping me raise more than 20 million yuan. How can I bother you again?"

"No, everyone is looking at your face. You are a member of Liverpool. Play well. There are not many Chinese here in Liverpool. You are the most famous. Give us Chinese more face. By the way, the media is fine."

Ma Keqin replied again: "Don't worry, the World Cup will be coming soon. Those gentlemen in England are more anxious than me. They are worried that something will happen to me. They will settle it without me coming forward."

"That's good, play football well, don't live like a conspirator at a young age, my daughter went to watch football at your place today, take good care of him, don't talk about it"

Putting down the phone, Ma Keqin shook his head, the sky in the distance was still blue, and he ran towards Melwood.

From the moment newspapers across England broke the takeover in the morning, his name in Liverpool meant, legend.

The time is not long, nor is it short. He has experienced all kinds of things in Liverpool these years, and some of them are his own choices, and some of them are fueled by fate.

Only in one's mind!

Mark Qin, who was fully armed, entered Melwood through a small door in the shade, ignoring the hundreds of reporters at the door. He had to prepare for the league game this evening, and he had no time to deal with these endless interviews.

...

In the evening, before departure.

A slap was slapped on Ma Keqin's shoulder. Only a few people in the team could probably guess what happened, but they didn't ask because it was too involved.

"Let's go, I think your ups and downs in the past three years are more stories than my whole life," Gerald said to him with a smile.

The red bus drove towards Anfield as usual, and in less than two days, its sovereignty would belong to the fan club, and the fans along the way set up a guarded passage for them.

Everyone knows what today's game means. This is the first game of the new Liverpool, because now in name, Liverpool already belongs to the fans' club, just waiting for the final procedures to be implemented.

"Liverpool, Liverpool", the same cry, only today it is extraordinarily powerful. The portrait of Mark held up high can be seen everywhere.

It is a legend, moreover, a pioneer.

What awaits them is to build a new home in a wilderness!

"Papa", in the locker room, Spalletti slapped his hands to draw the attention of those who were arranging their equipment.

"First of all, welcome our new players, Mark," he said jokingly, and then took the lead in applauding, and then there was booing and applause in the locker room.

Mark Qin gave a big middle finger, and then continued to organize his equipment. He hadn't played an official game for more than a month, and he was warming up with the reserve team, and he didn't know if he was still in shape.

Spalletti pressed down, "To be honest, this has been the most worrying and exhausting season for me as a head coach, but fortunately everything is back on track now."

"There are eight rounds left in the league. I don't need to say that you all should know what to do. There are three opponents in front of us, and one of them happens to be next door today," he continued, pointing to the opposite side.

"Take all your energy back to the field. Until the beginning of May, I don't want to hear about the team's mess. All we have left is to fight"

"Boom", he slammed his fist on the table, and then looked at every player with arrogance.

There are 8 rounds left in the league, and they are 6 points behind the leader. Ma Keqin's suspension in the team for more than a month has had the greatest impact. In fact, it is the Champions League. They have lost at least tens of millions of income.

1. Chelsea have 30 games, 18 wins, 10 draws, 2 losses and 64 points

2. Manchester City has 19 wins in 30 games, 5 draws, 6 losses and 62 points

3. Manchester United has 18 wins, 8 draws, 4 losses and 62 points in 30 games

4. Liverpool has 17 wins, 7 draws, 6 losses and 58 points in 30 games

The form of the standings is not optimistic. They need to kill three opponents in 8 rounds in order to complete a smooth overtake. The difficulty can be imagined.

And the opponent they have to face today is Chelsea, the top of the league table, just like reincarnation, Mark Qin beat them in the Champions League, and now it is them again in such a meaningful game.

Gerrard got up, did not take the lead in shouting, but walked to Mark Qin, took off the captain's cuff on his arm, put it on his arm, and then patted him on the shoulder, "Let's take everyone to fight."

No one had any objections, Ma Keqin looked at the responsibility on his arm, and then hugged his teammates one by one, said sorry, and said again that I was back.

The team deputy, Agger, Lucas, Valle..., "Let's go for our own Liverpool", he waved his hand and was the first to rush out of the locker room.

"Hey, our Liverpool, GO"

...

The Chelsea players on the opposite side counted one by one, and they all stared at Mark Qin in front of the team with strange eyes. This kid has caused too many things recently.

I actually wore the captain's armband today. Everyone in England knows what this game means. This is a championship battle. The other three teams, including Liverpool, can't wait to see Chelsea fall, and this is the first time Mark Qin has played in a month. Comeback battle.

The referee for this game was Willie, and even he couldn't help turning his head to look at Mark Qin on the right from time to time. It would not be too much to describe him as the cusp of the storm.

Mark Qin turned his head and smiled at Willy, "It's time to enter the field, Mr. Referee"

"Ah, oh"

The booming sound waves rushed into the eardrums in an instant. Today's Anfield is showing new strength. The entire stand is surrounded by red, leaving only a palm-sized area for the blue.

Red jersey, red scarf, hands up, you'll never walk alone.

Ma Keqin's eyes were moist in a flash. Only when you step into this stadium, hear their cheers and singing, and only if you put your heart here, will you understand how great this place is.

"Let's walk through the storm together...until the sun shines." Today's singing is extraordinarily different because it brings new life and hope.

The stands were filled with all kinds of slogans, "Liverpool is home!", "Liverpool is back to the arms of Liverpool people!", "Mark, you are the eternal founder of the new Liverpool", "Mark, a legend"

The red and blue players stood in line with the noise of the stadium, and everyone in the stands stood up, "Papa, Mark", "Papa, Liverpool", rhythmic rhythm and deafening shouts.

Red for one day, red for life.

This is the opening ceremony of the new students, which is created by fate. It is a legend. Under the attention and shouts of the audience, Mark first lowered his head, wiped his nose, then smiled and waved to the stands around him.

Forget all the media disputes, all the intrigues, as long as you understand me, that's enough.

"Mika, I have the urge to cry." Peterson wiped the corner of his eyes and said, "Liverpool is really not easy. In order to maintain the dream of a wealthy city in this desolate city, how many people are looking forward to it? People are persevering, and how many people are struggling, and only they can gather such fans."

McManaman also wiped the corner of his eyes, sighed and was speechless. Only Liverpool fans can understand this emotion, and only they can understand what Mark Qin has done.

The moment the news was released this morning, it was like a thunderbolt for the Premier League. The first membership team appeared in the Premier League, an increasingly commercialized league.

Although it still looks dilapidated, with countless foreign debts, and may die at any time, but seeing these fans, you can understand that with them, no matter how stormy it is, this home will never collapse.

For Liverpool, this is a brand new page, blank like a blank sheet of paper for you to scribble on, and for Mark Qin, everything is also brand new.

The audience shouted for a long time. It is not so much a league as it is a singing party, praising the heroes, praising the pioneers, praising, Liverpool.

At this moment, this city, this team, has surpassed competition, condensed, soul, their No. 8 and No. 18, like an unquenchable fire, burning with it.

After that, there will be more and more sparks, bringing glory.

After the opening ceremony, Lampard held Mark Qin's hand with mixed senses, and said speechlessly: "You boy..."

"Hey, let's have a good game, I want to win another championship with you guys," Ma Keqin replied with a smile.

"Don't even think about it!", Lampard almost exploded, let go of his hand and ran back to his own half.

They are teammates of the national team, these innocuous jokes, just say it and let it go, the only thing that changes is the angle of sight when others see him, this is something they can't figure out, boy.

The camera is firmly locked on Mark Qin, and his every move is transmitted to thousands of households. Every stand, every slogan, and every flag is written here, a new soul.

He bent down and touched the grass, then stroked his forehead with a solemn expression.

"After 42 days, we finally saw Mark Qin again at Anfield, Liverpool's tactical core and tactical soul," Zhan Jun said in a low voice. As a media person, he could guess more.

"In the past 42 days, Mark Qin has become the focus of the global sports world. It is often hard for people to imagine that this is something that a child under 19 did, but he succeeded."

"It can even be said that he changed the history of the Premier League. From this moment on, the history is brand new. All that is needed is the final process. I don't know how to describe greatness."

"But I understand that what Mark Qin has done is great, because he affects the entire team, the entire community, the entire city..."

As he wrote in his blog excitedly in the morning: New Liverpool, young legend, back tonight...

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