Chapter 136 People paying attention
When Li Qingqing got out of the taxi and took her suitcase out of the trunk, the taxi slowly drove away and she stood alone at the gate of the community where she rented a house.
At 7:30 in the evening, the streets outside the community are busy.
There were cars parked on both sides of the road, with only two lanes left in the middle for two-way traffic. Even so, people parked their cars on the motorway to get express delivery or buy things, causing traffic congestion.
Although honking is prohibited in urban areas, some impatient drivers still sound their horns when traffic jams occur.
At the corner of the street, there is a small square. There are aunties doing square dancing and half of them teaching children to learn roller skating. The sound of music and the shouts of roller skating coaches are intertwined, making it difficult to distinguish one from the other.
There are several snack bars across the street that are doing pretty well, and the tables are set up on the sidewalk. The smell of barbecue and skewers drifts across the road, and people sitting around the tables can be heard making fists and drinking orders.
Li Qingqing glanced at this familiar scene, then took a deep breath of the air mixed with the aroma of various delicious foods, picked up the box and walked into the gate of the community.
Two children passed by her on a balance bike, followed closely by an old man who walked quickly and tremblingly: "Slow down, slow down, don't hit people..."
For Li Qingqing, who has just finished the national team training and also played in the national team's warm-up match, this is the life she is familiar with.
And those bright flashing lights and noisy football stadiums are like a wonderful dream.
In the past week or so, she has become the most popular person in Chinese football and was selected for the national team training camp at the age of less than 17 years old. Of course, if you are just selected for the training camp, it actually doesn't mean much, because if you can't represent the national team and just train with the team, you are still not considered a "national player."
The media often exaggerates when promoting, but in fact the difference is still very big, thus deceiving those who do not understand football.
The media needed to create a stunt, and they couldn't wait for Li Qingqing to finish the game before reporting on it.
Fortunately, Li Qingqing finally got a chance to play in the national team's warm-up match. After officially representing the national team in the game, her title of "the youngest women's football national player in history" was finally confirmed.
And there is more attention from the media.
Despite only playing ten minutes and not scoring a goal, she was mobbed by reporters after the game.
Facing the camera and the microphone, she always kept smiling and answered every question carefully, which made her a little tired.
It wasn't until she returned home and was surrounded by the smoke and smoke from the human world that she felt relieved.
She took out her mobile phone, and there were a few more new friend applications in her WeChat address book, most of which were reporters. She added them to their corresponding groups one by one.
Among the names that applied to add her as a friend, she still didn't see the name she had always wanted to see.
Hu Lai, this bastard, what are you doing!
This time she went to the national team for training. Although she only played for ten minutes in the warm-up match, both the national team leader and the head coach still expressed their affirmation of her level, so she will follow the national team during the Spring Festival next year. While training in Europe, I couldn’t go back to Dongchuan to celebrate the New Year with my father.
Otherwise, she would definitely go to Hu Lai to find out what happened.
Ask him if he has forgotten the secret base, and if he has forgotten the football marked as unique in the world and belongs only to him.
By the way, this year’s Anton Cup should reach the semi-finals, right?
The opponent of Dongchuan Middle School in the semi-finals is Jiaxiang High School.
I hope dad can still lead the team to participate in the national competition this year!
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Wang Guangwei's mother was clearing the dining table at home and putting uneaten leftovers in the refrigerator when she heard the sound of unlocking the door.
As soon as she turned around, she saw her son walking through the door carrying a sports bag.
"Eh?" She was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Are you not selected for the first team match list?"
As Wang Guangwei's mother, even if she didn't know much about football before, she has already figured out the pattern from the number of times her son came home in the past year - as long as he goes home the night before the game, it means that he will definitely play. There will be no game the next day.
Because if there is a game the next day, if it is an away game, then he must go with the team to the away game, and he will not go home at night.
If it is at home, the team will also arrange to stay in the dormitory at the training base, and the players will not be allowed to go home to facilitate pre-game management.
So as long as Wang Guangwei doesn't go home before the game, it at least means that he has been selected for the game. Although he may not be able to participate in the game, it is better than going home directly. At least it can make people miss him more.
Wang Guangwei nodded: "Well, it's not on the big list."
"What is that coach of yours doing?" Wang Guangwei's mother complained after hearing what her son said. "There is no hope of reaching the Premier League this season, and there is no danger of relegation. There are only two rounds left in the league. Why are young people not allowed to play in this kind of competition? Opportunities for people to go up and exercise?”
Wang Guangwei's father, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, heard the noise outside. He turned off the water and came out to take a look. Only then did he realize that his son was back. As an old fan, he immediately understood what was going on. He first coaxed his wife into the kitchen, then walked to his son and asked, "Have you eaten? Do you want your mother to make you a bowl of noodles?"
"Eat, Dad. I came back after dinner at the training base."
"Well, if you're not selected for the squad, you're not selected. Anyway, you're still young and you have plenty of opportunities. The key is not to get injured. Not getting injured at this time is more important than anything else." The father comforted his son, "It's okay not to play. Take a good rest during the weekend.”
"Dad, I plan to go to the game tomorrow."
"Going to watch the game?" Dad was a little surprised. "Isn't this game of Flash Star an away game?"
"It's not a Flash Star game, it's the Anton Cup." When he said this, a smile appeared on Wang Guangwei's face. "The semi-final between Jiaxiang High School and Dongchuan Middle School is our home court this time. I want to go and see it."
"Oh, yes, you should go and take a look. Wu Yue and the others are holding back their energy and want to avenge you."
Wang Guangwei smiled and shook his head: "I don't need them to avenge me, but I hope they can enter the national competition."
After Wang Guangwei walked back to his bedroom, the father returned to the kitchen.
As soon as he entered, his wife stared at him and asked in a lowered voice with some urgency: "How is it? Our son has not been affected by this, has he?"
"It's okay, it's okay." The husband waved his hand, "And I always feel that not being selected for the first-team match this time is a good thing for Guangwei."
"A good thing? How can this be a good thing?" My wife's eyes widened when she heard this. "You have been here for one season, and you have only played a few first-team games? You can count them all on one hand! Seeing that there is no chance of reaching the Super League this season, we can’t Let the young players get some training? What did Flash Star say when they recruited Guangwei? They kept saying they valued local players and youth training talents... Oh, do you really think there is no place for Guangwei?" br>
"Okay..." The husband frowned and waited for his wife to finish speaking, then said, "I'm just saying that this time, if I am really chosen, I'm afraid Guang Wei will be absent-minded."
The wife looked at her husband in confusion: "What? Is he worried?"
"Tomorrow is the Anton Cup semi-finals, and it happens to be a clash with the first team."
"Anton Cup? What does the Anton Cup have to do with Guangwei now?"
"Tomorrow's semifinals are between Jiaxiang High School and Dongchuan Middle School."
The wife opened her mouth to refute her husband, but when she heard this, she closed it again.
She knew very well what this opponent meant to her son.
It can be said that it has changed the trajectory of my son's life - if it hadn't been for the failure last year, my son should be in a Chinese Super League professional football club team now, and maybe even play in the Chinese Super League. How could he be reduced to a fringe player on the first team in the Chinese League One?
"Oh, that Dongchuan Middle School has reached the semi-finals?" She opened her mouth again, with sarcasm and dissatisfaction in her tone.
"Why don't you say that I was one of the top eight in the last national competition? Isn't it normal to reach the semi-finals?"
"Humph, the top eight? If you go to Jiaxiang High School and start in the top four, you might be the champion!" his wife snorted coldly.
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In the football field of Nanshan University in Lingnan City, although it was 8:30 in the evening, the field was still divided into areas of different sizes, and dozens of people were playing enthusiastically in their respective areas.
The floodlights around the stadium are not all on, but even if they are only half turned on, it is enough to illuminate the football field, so that the college students playing here can clearly see the football under their feet and the opposite goal, which is convenient for them. Even when it's completely dark, you can still play football.
"Pass the ball!"
"This way! Give it to me!"
"Mine!"
"Leak!!"
“Beautiful!”
"Holy shit!"
Everyone's shouts echoed on the field along with the bang bang sound of the football being kicked.
There were several people sitting on the sidelines. Some of them took off their sneakers and put them aside, stepping on the artificial turf with bare feet, watching the game on the field and chatting casually.
"Hey, have you heard? It is said that our school has been selected as one of the competition venues for next year's National High School Football Championship!"
"What? Then we won't be able to play football here? In order to prepare for the game, this place will definitely be closed..."
"You're overthinking it. The natural grass court in the East District was chosen. It won't affect us here."
"Oh, I was shocked..." The speaker breathed a sigh of relief.
"No, when we wait for the national competition, what else are you playing? Aren't you going to watch the game? That's the national competition! I never participated in it when I was in high school. Our school is very weak... I really don't know if we can participate in the national competition. What is it like to compete in a competition..."
"Didn't Dachu participate in the national competition? Just ask him and that's the end of it?"
After saying that, several people turned to look at Chu Yifan who was sitting next to them: "Da Chu, Da Chu, what does it feel like to be in the top eight of the national competition?"
"Just... not bad." Chu Yifan said calmly.
"Go to hell! No pretense is allowed here!" Everyone gave him the middle finger.
Chu Yifan burst out laughing.
"Hey, Dachu, do you think your alma mater can still participate in next year's national competition? Didn't you say that the particularly powerful Luo Kai goes to play professional football? You have graduated again. Is there anyone who can still play?"
Chu Yifan thought of Yan Yan, and then of Hu Lai. That kid must have grown and improved a lot under the coach's devilish training, right? After all, seven goals have been scored in the five rounds of the Anton Cup so far. Although it is not as good as Luo Kai's goals, considering his past experience, this is already a very impressive performance.
Speaking of which, tomorrow is the semi-finals of this Anton Cup, and the opponent happens to be Jiaxiang High School.
Jiaxiang High School must be full of energy to take revenge this time, right?
This game is not easy to play...
"It should be no problem." Chu Yifan said.
"The tone is not very positive!"
"Ha, when the time comes, I will take you to see the real genius of our team." Chu Yifan said.
"Isn't the genius that Luo Kai?"
"Yes, Luo Kai is gone, how can there be any genius left?"
"Haha, you will know when the time comes." Chu Yifan was too lazy to tell them that much. Anyway, I guarantee that they would be shocked when they saw it.
At this moment, the football was kicked into the goal in front of them, making a "swish" sound.
"Let's go, let's go on the field!" Chu Yifan stood up, patted the rubber particles on his butt, and took the lead in stepping onto the court. (End of chapter)