Prominence in Football Community

"Hey! Isn't this Director Zhao?"

Hearing this distinctive voice, Director Zhao's heart sank, and then an arm wrapped around his neck was placed on his shoulder.

"It's been a long time, Director Zhao!"

The sharp voice had come to his ears, and the owner of the voice was beside him.

Director Zhao turned his head, and sure enough, he saw a monkey-cheeked face with a yellow hair on top, smiling sinisterly.

"Fu Jian, your friend?" Beside him, a slightly older man asked curiously. This man was surrounded by three other people, and he was the eldest brother who was the leader of the group.

"Yes, yes, old friend. I haven't seen you for many years. I didn't expect to see you here, ha!"

"Your friend is the director? Why don't you introduce him?" The eldest brother smiled at Director Zhao.

Fu Jian quickly waved his hands and said with a smile: "What director! He is called Bureau Zhao, Zhang Wang Li Zhao, the director's bureau, the name is this..."

Someone behind the eldest brother laughed: "I'll go, what kind of weird name is this?"

Fu Jian smiled even more happily: "That's right, because of this name, we all call him the director. Oh, brother Qing, you misunderstood! This kid, like us, plays football... oh No, I used to play football!"

Director Zhao felt that Fu Jian hugged his arm a little harder. To outsiders, this might be an expression of intimacy, but Director Zhao's neck was strangled so badly that he was a little out of breath...

Hearing that the other party was not an official, the smile on Brother Qing's face quickly disappeared, and he hummed coldly, "Are you teammates?"

Fu Jian loosened Zhao Ju's neck, and Zhao Ju could finally breathe.

When Director Zhao was gasping for breath with his neck stuck, he heard Fu Jian say to Brother Qing, "We used to play together when we were in the Dacheng echelon."

Dacheng is a local professional football club, which is why Zhao Ju is not a local but has been staying in the local area now - he has played in the Dacheng echelon for several years, so he will naturally choose to stay in this city, because he has more opportunities than going back to his hometown .

"It's also Dacheng's?" Brother Qing pondered for a moment, frowned and looked to the other side. It was their opponent in this match, the Red Light football team.

How could Fu Jian not understand Brother Qing's meaning? A strange smile appeared on his face, and he pointed his thumb backward at Zhao Ju, who was still adjusting his breathing: "Brother Qing, you don't know, Zhao Ju has a nickname." !"

"What nickname?" Brother Qing looked at Director Zhao and sneered.

"'Golden Right Foot'!"

"So powerful?" Brother Qing's expression suddenly became serious.

Fu Jian smiled and asked, "Brother Qing, haven't you watched Master Xing's "Shaolin Soccer"?"

Before Brother Qing could react, someone behind him laughed loudly: "It turns out that Chief Zhao is a lame man!"

Zhao Ju held his breath, his face became extremely difficult to look at.

"That's right! He's just a cripple!" Fu Jian seemed to have completely ignored Zhao Ju's expression, and slapped Zhao Ju on the shoulder vigorously while laughing exaggeratedly.

A group of people surrounded Zhao Ju laughing up and down, and amidst their laughter, Zhao Ju lowered his head and clutched the hem of his jacket tightly with both hands, but he was embarrassed, but he didn't dare to speak back.

At this moment, a tall figure appeared beside him, with his arms resting on his shoulders, and his body leaned over: "Hey, Lao Zhao, these are your friends? Let me introduce you."

As soon as Director Zhao turned his head, he saw Gao Zheng's smiling face, looking at Fu Jian's group.

"What interesting things are you talking about? Let's hear it?"

Fu Jian and the others' laughter was interrupted just like that, facing this unexpected visitor who obviously came to support Director Zhao, they hummed dissatisfiedly: "Who are you?"

"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Lao Zhao's teammate, and my name is Gao Zheng." Gao Zheng waved to them.

"You're his teammate, why haven't I seen... Wait, your name is Gao Zheng?!" Fu Jian exclaimed, pointing at Gao Zheng. "That Gao Zheng?"

Gao Zheng smiled and nodded: "That's right, it's that Gao Zheng."

Brother Qing was also surprised: "Gao Zheng?"

"Yes, it's the genius Gao Zheng who was terminated by AC Milan in advance." Fu Jian reacted, looked at Gao Zheng in the red jersey, and mocked, "Someone said on the Internet that Gao Zheng was playing wild football, I still don't believe it , I didn’t expect it to be true. Tsk tsk, who would have thought that the genius boy back then would be reduced to this level now. Well, I understand why AC Milan doesn’t want you.”

"Shut up!" Zhao Ju, who hadn't said a word when he was being ridiculed, suddenly shouted, "Fu Jian, you know what a fart, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Fu Jian spread his hands and sarcastically said: "What do I not understand? Isn't it just that the level is stinky? AC Milan doesn't like it. The domestic media are always talking about 'peerless geniuses', and it's okay to deceive stupid fans. Pedestrians can't be fooled..."

"You fucking..." Director Zhao clenched his fists angrily, but he was held back by Gao Zheng.

Facing Fu Jian's constant taunts and provocations, Gao Zheng didn't lose his temper. Instead, he held Zhao Ju with one hand and put the other hand in his sweatpants pocket. I don’t know if it stinks or not, but it’s enough to beat you.”

The tone was understated, listening to him say this, it was as simple and casual as winning and eating and drinking.

Fu Jian, Brother Qing and the others changed color at the same time - they were blatantly looked down upon!

Brother Qing said in a deep voice, "Don't be crazy, kid!"

Gao Zheng said with a grin: "Crazy or not, won't you know it later in the game?"

Brother Qing took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Okay. Let's go."

Fu Jian pointed at Zhao Ju next to Gao Zheng, gave a thumbs up and said sarcastically, "The cripple is good at hugging his thighs, and he found a 'genius' as his backer, with vision! I admire him, little brother!"

After speaking, he turned around and followed his companion to the other side of the field.

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Looking at their backs, Gao Zheng asked Zhao Ju who was still panting next to him: "Who are they?"

"...is your opponent in this match."

"The runner-up team, all five are professional?"

"I'm not sure, but one person is definitely, and one person is definitely not." Director Zhao stared at the backs of the five people.

"Huh?" Gao Zheng tilted his head.

"Fu Jian is the same as me. He left without playing in the first team. So he is not considered professional."

"Fu Jian? That yellow hair?"

"Yes, that's him."

"Speaking of which, why did he bother you?"

Director Zhao was silent for a while and said: "We used to play in Dacheng's echelon. He and I were competitors. Since then, I have always disliked me because he played me as a substitute. Then I got injured. , he became the main force, trembling in front of me..."

Gao Zheng said: "Old Zhao, you retired because of injury, but I think he is still playing football, but he has not played professional games, which shows that his level is really not that good..."

Director Zhao snorted, "Of course not. He can't even compete with me. If I hadn't been injured, how could he have had a chance? But even if I hadn't been injured...in fact, I may not be able to play professionally. So you know that he How's the level?"

Gao Zheng looked at the yellow-haired Fu Jian who was saying something to Brother Qing, and his attitude seemed quite respectful. "The one who must be a professional player is the guy who looks like the big brother?"

"Yeah." Director Zhao nodded, "Fu Jianguan's name is Brother Qing. As far as I know, the person with this name should be Yan Qing. He retired last year and was 28 years old when he retired..."

"Retired at the age of twenty-eight?"

"No one wants it anymore, why don't you retire? He played in China A at the highest level, but he only stayed in China A for one season and played two games. Of course, I can only retire. But judging by his current state, he should be the strongest in this team..."

Gao Zheng stared at Yan Qing's figure in the distance and said nothing.

Director Zhao was a little worried: "Actually, Brother Zheng, you didn't have to stand up for me just now. It would not be a good thing to offend them."

"how?"

"Those people, who knows what they will do if they get angry? We are here to help people win and make money, and there are as few troubles as possible. And let them laugh at me, I can't even do it Why bother..."

Gao Zheng suddenly slapped Zhao Ju on the head hard, which made Zhao Ju stunned for a moment, and then he looked at Gao Zheng incomprehensibly.

"Idiot, I just want to provoke them on purpose."

"Ah?" Director Zhao opened his mouth wide, with a look of incredulity on his face. "why?"

"Because I want this game to be a little more difficult, so it's fun." Gao Zheng's eyes narrowed into a line when he smiled, and his eyes were covered.

Director Zhao couldn't tell whether he was joking or serious...

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