The Midfield Master

"Gret, can you tell me what's going on now?" Sitting on the sofa at Gret's house, Xia Ze still questioned him in a cold tone.

And Zhang Wei on the side, no matter how dull he is, knows that Gretel gambles, and gambling is a taboo that professional players must never touch. At this moment, he also looked at Gretel with a puzzled expression.

Gretel was sitting on the sofa at this time, the windbreaker had been taken off, and the expression on his face was very complicated. He fumbled around in his arms, then threw a few pieces of paper on the table, relaxed his whole body, leaned on the sofa, and said slowly:

"This is the lottery ticket I have bought in the past few months."

Xia Ze glanced down at the lottery tickets on the table, and instead of reaching for them, he looked at Gretel and said, "Did you handball on purpose in the last game?"

The guilt on Gretel's face became heavier. He lowered his head and nodded slightly.

"The loss of points due to your mistakes in the past two months was also intentional by you?"

Gretel still nodded.

When Zhang Wei saw this, his brain was no longer enough. He opened his eyes wide, looked at Gretel, and then at Xia Ze. He originally thought that Gretel was just betting on football, but he didn't expect to play match-fixing, deliberately handballing the opponent to get a penalty kick, causing the team to lose!

He did not expect that the prohibition of professional players from gambling is to prevent them from cheating in the game. Once a professional player starts betting, he is not far from fixing the game, and it is a dark bottomless pit that swallows people up.

Xia Ze kept a straight face and did not speak, while Gretel lowered his head and remained silent in shame.

But Zhang Wei was so shocked by the conversation between Xia Ze and Gretel that he couldn't speak. He still had the matter of Gretel's match-fixing in his mind, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

The small room suddenly fell into dead silence.

...

"Why did you do this?" Xia Ze stared at Gretel for a few minutes before speaking.

Gretel raised his head, his face was much calmer, he sighed a long time, stood up from the sofa, and walked to the inner room. Xia Ze and Zhang Wei also got up and followed Gretel's pace.

Gretel led the two to a room, and gently turned the doorknob. What appeared in front of the three was a colorfully decorated room with star posters on the walls.

Xia Ze and the others could tell at a glance that this was a child's room.

"My son is 8 years old, his name is Antonio, and as I think you all know, he got sick when he was 5 years old and he has been fighting it all the time.

"In the past three years, I have been working hard to make money, and he has also worked hard to fight against the disease. Unfortunately, I am not a very good player. The money I earn from playing football can be said to be the cost of Antonio's treatment. Very tough.

"In three years, I have spent all my savings from more than ten years of career, and now I have rented out this house. Antonio and his mother are receiving treatment in Lisbon.

"Now it's the most critical stage of his treatment, I must earn enough money to maintain his beautiful life that hasn't started yet.

"Two months ago, I realized that it was impossible for me to support Antonio's treatment by relying on the salary of playing football alone. I could only choose to gamble and use my career to gamble in exchange for a glimmer of hope for Antonio's recovery..."

...

While stroking the objects in the room, Gretel told his story in a calm but palpitating tone.

6 Cong Xia Zehe and Zhang Wei stood at the door, looking at Gretel, who showed a trace of grief on his face, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

After a long time, Gretel finally finished telling his story. He turned around, looked at Xia Ze calmly, and said lightly, "Do you understand now?"

Xia Ze raised his head, looked at Gretel's wet eyes, and found that this tough guy on the court actually shed tears when he was telling his story.

"I understand your difficulties, but you must stop such behavior!"

"I'm just short of enough money to pay for Antonio's medical bills,

I do not have choice! " Gretel lowered his eyes and said heavily.

"Do you know what consequences gambling will bring to the family!? Do you want Antonio and his mother to live alone for the rest of their lives?" Xia Ze walked over suddenly, grabbed Gretel by the collar, and said angrily .

At this time, the scene of his father jumping from the roof of the building flashed again in his mind, and the wailing and crying of his mother hugging his monk who was a baby brother also kept echoing in his mind.

Sometimes he even hated his father, why did he go to gamble, but he didn't dare to take responsibility, leaving their lonely third mother and son behind.

But facing Gretel at this moment, although he is not very familiar with the other party, he is not willing to see the other party fall into a doomed situation.

"I have no other choice!" Gretel let Xia Ze grab his Yi Ling, and said calmly, but his tone was very decisive, even a little desperate

"You have to make other choices, you can no longer gamble! Do you want to be banned or even go to jail? Have you ever thought about what will happen to your family once you go to jail!? What will happen to Antonio!?"

Xia Ze was still holding on to Gretel's collar, his eyes were round, his face was flushed red, the veins on his neck were popping up, and he yelled at Gretel excitedly.

Gretel seemed to be frightened by Xia Ze's excited expression, and there was a hint of surprise in his calm and hopeless eyes.

And Zhang Wei on the side didn't step forward to pull Xia Ze away, because he knew that Xia Ze was so excited because he remembered his own experience, and he didn't want Antonio to suffer a tragedy like him.

After more than a minute, Xia Ze finally calmed down. He let go of Gretel's Yiling, walked to the door and paused, then turned his head slightly and said to Gretel:

"You must never gamble again! If you need it, tell me and I will help you."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Zhang Wei looked at Gretel, who had a strange expression, and Xia Ze, who was walking forward without turning his head. Finally, he sighed, followed his friend, and left Gretel's house.

...

"Xiao Ze, why did you leave like this?" Zhang Wei asked in puzzlement after catching up with Xia Ze. He couldn't figure out why Gretel hadn't agreed not to gamble, and Xia Ze was about to leave. Wouldn't that mean giving up the effort just now?

"Greet is an adult. He is much older than you and me. He can understand the stakes. I have said everything that needs to be said. It is useless to say more. Now find a way to help him Let's raise money." Xia Ze said as he walked.

"Then how do we raise money?" Zhang Wei was a little at a loss: "I don't know if my dad will help me?"

"Let's take a look first..."

...

"Ozawa, you want to borrow money from me?" Hua Bin looked at the handsome guy in front of him, his shock was fully revealed in his tone.

Ever since he got to know Xia Ze, he knew that although this child looked gentle and quiet, he was very stubborn inside, and he would never ask others for help easily, let alone owe others money.

Now Xia Ze actually asked him to borrow money for the first time, and the amount was not small when he asked.

"Yes, Uncle Hua, you have to help me this time." Xia Ze said with some embarrassment. This may be the first time he has borrowed money from others, maybe it is not, but the number of times he has borrowed money from others will never exceed 5 times, so he feels particularly embarrassed.

"Is your grandfather's condition recurring again?" Hua Bin asked with concern. He could take out the money that Xia Ze borrowed from him, but he still had to ask Xia Ze where the money would be used.

"No, my mother said that grandpa's surgery is progressing very well, and he is recovering now, and there is no major problem." Xia Ze quickly waved his hand to deny it, he did not dare to use the health of his relatives as an excuse for borrowing money.

"Actually, this time, I borrowed money from a friend. His son is sick and needs a lot of medical expenses. I want to help him." Xia Ze then told the truth, and he didn't intend to hide it. Reignwood, after all, this is not a small amount.

"Eh..." Hua Bin began to hesitate when he heard that Xia Ze was borrowing money for a friend.

If Xia Ze borrowed the money himself, as long as he could help, he would undoubtedly help him, because he believed in Xia Ze's character.

But if Xia Ze borrowed money for others, he would not be so willing. After all, he is not a philanthropist, and he does not know the other party.

Seeing Hua Bin's hesitant expression, Xia Ze knew that he was unwilling to lend money to Gretel, a person he didn't know. And Xia Ze himself didn't have the cheek to continue pestering, so he wanted to back off and think of another way, but Hua Yan just came back.

Seeing the strange expressions of the two, Hua Yan asked curiously what it was. Hua Bin told Hua Yan that Xia Ze had borrowed money for a friend. Hua Yan immediately acted like a baby to her father and asked Hua Bin to lend money to Xia Ze.

"Dad, just lend it to him. Ozawa's grandfather has just had an operation, so he has to borrow it from you now that he has no money. In the future, when he shoots commercials, he can return it to you when he earns money. What are you worried about? " Hua Yan took his father's arm and whispered.

Hua Bin was a little embarrassed by Hua Yan's words, and Xia Ze, who was at the side, couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to dissuade Hua Yan.

But before he could speak, Hua Yan shook Hua Bin's arm and continued acting coquettishly: "Dad, didn't you often teach me that being helpful is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation? Now I can't do it myself, how can I convince you?" ..."

In order to help Xia Ze, Hua Yan even took out the almost rotten things in the book bag, which made Xia Ze and Hua Bin feel goose bumps.

Hua Bin finally couldn't stand his daughter's whining work, and she made his head dizzy from being shaken, so he nodded with a wry smile and said, "Okay, okay, I'll lend it to Xiao Ze, don't shake me anymore, shake me again My arm is going to be broken..."

"Yeah! Thank you dad!" Hua Yan cheered when she saw that she had convinced Hua Bin, hugged her dad and kissed him on the face.

Xia Ze was dumbfounded watching from the sidelines...