Chapter 65 The vacation is over
Sonny Dean was awakened again by the screams and laughter of children coming from the backyard.
He lay on the bed and opened his eyes, looking at the bedroom that was no longer dark, and the morning light filtered through the gaps in the curtains.
He did not get up immediately, but just lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze, with a look of despair.
He was woken up like this yesterday too...
At that time, he tried to continue sleeping with his head covered.
As a result, the children's laughter and screams were clearly transmitted to his ears even though they were separated by a quilt and pillow.
He tossed and turned on the bed, constantly looking for a sleeping position that could block the sound.
The end result was that I woke up from the torment.
So he simply stopped fussing today, as it would be useless work anyway.
After lying on the bed like a corpse for who knows how long, he could clearly hear the sound of every kick.
He could even tell from the sounds of these balls which balls were kicked by Wang Lie and which ones were kicked by his two children...
Realizing that his mind was now After feeling extremely awake and unable to fall back asleep, he sighed and sat up from the bed.
At the same time, I took out my mobile phone and looked at the time:
Eight thirty-six in the morning.
If he remembered correctly, after he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep yesterday, he got up and checked the time, and it was about this time...
Tsk.
It’s even more punctual than his damn alarm clock!
After complaining in his mind, Dean lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
Then he went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.
This is his habit every morning. After getting up, he has to take a shower to feel refreshed.
After taking a quick shower and changing clothes, Dean walked to the window and opened the curtains completely. The room suddenly became much brighter than before.
Then he looked through the closed window glass to the backyard of the neighbor's house next door.
The old scoundrel is playing football with his two children.
Judging from the movements, he was demonstrating to the children how to dribble the ball around the pole, and he completed it smoothly.
Then the older boy followed suit and took the ball around the pole.
But to be honest... it's really not that good to lead a stumbling leader.
The little girl was just playing. She did not follow the method taught by her father, but kicked the ball forward, then laughed and chased the ball like crazy - Di Most of the screams and laughter En heard came from this lively little girl.
Seeing this scene, Dean remembered what Wang Lie said to him before:
"During this period, I will practice football with my son every morning..."
He smiled disdainfully:
You call this practice?
Obviously just to amuse the children!
He turned and left, not wanting to watch his father play house with his child.
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"If nothing else happens, I still plan to start Dean in our next game against Brighton and White Mountain."
Sam McNeil said to his colleagues on the coaching staff.
This time, unlike last time, no one questioned it anymore.
Although Dean's performance in the last game was not very good, he at least had an assist, and he did carry out the tactical tasks assigned to him by the coaching staff.
This is much better than his performance as a substitute against Hurlingham FC.
Seeing no objection, McNeil said to the physical coach Giovanni Faletti: "You have to come up with a physical training program specifically for Dean as soon as possible to adjust his physical condition to the best. He is now Not yet capable of playing the entire game.”
Faletti nodded to accept the task.
Assistant coach Varro chuckled, then sneered and complained: "It's really ironic that the 27-year-old Dean is not as physically capable as the 38-year-old Wang."
After the game against the Scorsese, on the first day of resuming training, McNeil arranged a physical test for Wang Lie.
In order to win the game against the Scorsese, he asked Wang Lie, who had just celebrated his thirty-eighth birthday, to play the entire game.
He was actually worried that Wang Lie would not be able to recover for a week after being exhausted.
However, the results of the physical test surprised almost everyone.
Physical fitness coach Faletti told him that Wang Lie was in very good physical condition. Although he was inevitably a little tired just after playing the game, within the normal range, he did not look like a 38-year-old veteran at all.
To be honest, his physical age looks younger than his actual age...
Because not only his physical fitness, but also his speed, explosive power, cardiopulmonary ability...etc., those The data doesn't look like what a thirty-eight-year-old should look like.
When McNeil first got the report, he thought he had made a mistake. After rubbing his eyes vigorously, he suspected that Faletti had written the wrong report.
After repeatedly confirming that the report was correct from Faletti, he also asked Faletti to pull out Wang Lie's physical test report when he first joined the team for comparison.
The results of all comparisons show that Wang Lie is in much better physical condition now than when he first joined the team.
Then McNeil looked at the two reports and fell silent.
He couldn't figure out why this happened...
In the end, Faletti provided an idea:
He thought it might be because Wang Lie's rhythm in both training and games was abnormal in the last half of the season at Soft United. Especially before leaving, he was sent to the youth team to train for a period of time. The training effect did not keep up, which caused Wang Lie's physical fitness to decline.
After he came to Tyne and carried out targeted systematic training, his physical fitness gradually recovered.
Wang Lie has always paid more attention to physical fitness training, so it seems that it is not incredible that his physical functions look younger than his actual age.
McNeill also felt that this was the truth of the matter. After all, everyone recognized that Wang Lie had good physical fitness.
Hearing the sarcasm in his partner's tone, McNeil still chose to speak out for Sonny Dean:
"The King is a monster and cannot be used as a standard. Just his eighteen-year career has not been affected by Few people can do this when it comes to serious injuries, let alone his performance after two consecutive knee surgeries. "
If he has never been seriously injured, then it is actually not bad. It’s not that I can’t understand it.
But Wang Lie suffered two consecutive serious injuries to the same part between the ages of nineteen and twenty, and had two surgeries. It is really amazing that he has been able to avoid serious injuries for eighteen consecutive years after returning from injury...
His ability to become the current top scorer in football has a lot to do with his super high and super stable appearance rate. .
It's not like no one has tried to explore the reason behind Wang Lie's strong body.
But the conclusion reached in the end can only be "talent".
This may be Wang Lie's greatest talent.
Maybe his original body was in some kind of imbalance, so he suffered two serious injuries to the patellar tendon of his left knee. But the surgery may have repaired his body and brought it into perfect balance, so he no longer suffered from major injuries.
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When Sonny Dean heard the laughter coming from the backyard, he immediately lifted the quilt and got up.
This time he didn't lie in bed in a daze.
After taking a quick shower and changing clothes, he went downstairs and poured himself a glass of milk from the refrigerator.
Then he walked back to the second floor with the milk cup and stood by the bedroom window, watching Wang Lie take his two children to play football.
He shook his head.
The old scoundrel's football talent is so high, why doesn't his son have any talent?
He recalled what the old scoundrel said to him before:
"Do you want to come too?"
The old scoundrel lacked a training partner, so he passed Teaching your children to practice ball is a way to tactfully extend an invitation to yourself?
Ouch!
Just say it!
How do you know I won’t agree if you don’t tell me directly?
If you tell me directly, I can reject you directly!
Ha!
Dean thought about the expression on Wang Lie's face when he directly rejected him.
Then he laughed alone in front of the window.
Just smiling, the expression on his face became sad again.
A little kid with no talent can play football with his dad.
And although he is obviously so talented in football, his father has never played football with him...
He even has a vague memory of his father.
Dean held the milk glass and turned away from the bedroom window.
Closed doors and windows cannot block the laughter and frolic outside.
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“Hey, I suddenly remembered something...”
My wife Tang Xingmei, who was lying in bed at night, suddenly spoke.
Wang Lie turned his eyes from the phone to her: "What's the matter?"
"I remember you said before that you invited Dean to come and do morning exercises together?"
"Yes. ." Wang Lie nodded.
Tang Xingmei laughed: "It seems you have failed."
"That kid can't get enough, and I can't do anything either." Wang Lie spread his hands.
"He hasn't changed at all?"
Wang Lie thought carefully: "It's not like he hasn't changed at all... I can still feel that he is more serious in training. Oh, and there is also . He used to wear headphones most of the time in the locker room, listening to his own music, and seemed to be indifferent to what everyone was talking about in the locker room. Now... since we beat the Scorsese, he changes clothes as soon as he gets there. It seems that the number of people wearing headphones to listen to music in the room has indeed become less..."
After listening to her husband's description, Tang Xingmei nodded and said in a very affirmative tone: "Then there is actually a change, it is still better than before. This state is much better. For an awkward person like him, you can't expect him to change overnight. He has to take his time."
Wang Lie also agreed: "Well, I don't care about him now. When I first came to the team, I was a little anxious when I saw him looking like a dick...I wanted to push him. But it turns out that he is the kind of person who will fight against you the more you push him. Well, he himself knows what to do."
Tang Xingmei nodded: "To put it bluntly, he knows the truth in his heart, but if he is forced to do it, he will not be happy. Qiqi is like this sometimes. For example, when I ask him to clean up his room, he becomes very unhappy. His room is obviously a mess, and I ask him to clean it up for his own good. What should he be unhappy about later? Just tell me, he originally planned to do this, but I used a commanding tone to ask him to deal with it. He felt that he was being forced and was very unhappy..."
Wang Lie smiled: "Are you trying to overshadow Dean by taking our son as an example? A twenty-seven-year-old adult is going to compete with an eight-year-old child..."
"Some things are similar. Anyway, every time I hear you talk about Dean, the image of a rebellious child comes to mind. Speaking of which, what is the situation at home? "
"It is said that dad? Not long after he was born, he divorced his mother. He first moved to Southampton, and then moved to the United States. He rarely had contact with her. His mother...his mother may have suffered due to the divorce. He was so excited that he became addicted to alcohol and didn’t care much about him when he was a child. Dean grew up on the streets. If he hadn’t been talented in football and was selected by Tyne’s youth training, he might be in prison now.”< br>
When Wang Lie was at Soft United, he didn't know much about Dean's situation. After all, he was not a teammate. Why did he care so much?
When he came to Tyne and became teammates with Dean, he felt that this kid could be used for immediate combat, so Wang Lie went online to learn about Dean's past and wanted to find out what he is now. How did the situation come about.
After listening to her husband's story, Tang Xingmei sighed: "The influence of the original family..."
Wang Lie curled his lips and did not agree with his wife's statement: "What influence of the original family... Where can there be 100% perfection in this world? If everyone blames their own problems and failures on the influence of their original family, then everyone can just lie down and be a waste with peace of mind. This is like someone who kills people and sets fire to rob banks because they are poor. There are so many poor people in the world, why is he the only one to do evil?
“Football has given Dean a chance to change his destiny, but he still acts like a fool. If he fails in the end, who can be blamed? Woolen cloth? Talking about my family of origin, I left home since I was a child and went to the Oriental Football School to play football and receive training. My parents were not around, so how could I not be a bad learner? "
Tang Xingmei glared at him: "Do you think everyone is like you, heartless? "
"What's so heartless? Big heart! "Wang Lie poked his heart with his thumb.
"Okay, okay, you have a big heart. But how many people have such a big heart like you? You can't always think that everyone in the world has to be like you, Lao Wang..." Tang Xingmei said seriously. "How come Qiqi doesn't have your football talent?" "Uh..."
Wang Lie was speechless by his wife's words.
When he first learned that his son had no talent for football, Wang Lie was actually quite shocked.
He does not require his son to achieve career achievements like his own in the future, but at least he can become a professional player, right? Can you make it to the national team?
As a result, he could tell from a very young age that Wang Ziqi didn't even have the ability to become a professional player...
He was very depressed. Although his career achievements were helped by system plug-ins, they only prevented him from getting hurt.
The rest is all the result of his own efforts. It comes from his own talent and ability, coupled with hard work and sweat...
He thinks that his talent is in Chinese football has always been unique in history.
It turned out that such an awesome talent was not inherited at all from his son...
He still remembers how young he showed his football talent - more than three years old, less than four years old.
At that time, there were no toys at home, but there was a football. Because his father was an avid football fan, he threw the football to him as a toy.
When he goes downstairs to play in the community, he has to take the football with him - his father lets him run around the community with the football, just for fun.
At that time, after dinner every day, there would be many children running around in the community, laughing and playing.
Little Wang Lie also wanted to play with them, but he was afraid of losing the football toy his father gave him, so he simply took the football with his feet and chased them wildly.
Then Wang Lie's father discovered that his son was running faster than other children of the same age with a football at his feet!
When climbing uphill, the ball never leaves your feet. When you go up the steps, you just pick it up, and when you go down the steps, you bounce the ball and it comes down.
It soon spread in the community that there was a child who could not speak fluently and was very good at playing football.
It was from that time on that Wang Lie’s father began to think about training his son to become a professional player.
He himself has no talent, but his son does!
Maybe his football dream can come true with his son?
After that, Wang Lie’s father began to provide specialized football training to his son.
Wang Lie also gained grades and fame step by step from kindergarten to elementary school, until he was spotted by Xu Dongfang, the founder, principal and head coach of Dongfang Football School...
Because he was a child. That was the case, so Wang Lie also tried to let Wang Ziqi run with the ball when he was more than three years old.
As a result, he fell several times, and for nearly a year, Wang Ziqi refused to touch a football until he saw it. He cried when he saw the football - he thought his father was punishing him by letting him kick this round thing...
It wasn't until he grew up a little, learned a little more, and realized that his father was a very powerful football superstar in the world that he was willing to focus on his father's guidance and try playing football again.
It’s just that... although I am willing to practice playing football, I still have a stumbling learning curve and it is not going well.
So Wang Lie was able to confirm that his son really had no talent for football.
He also gave up the idea of letting his son take over his mantle, and just thought of cultivating a hobby for his son.
Now every morning he says he is teaching his children to play football, but in fact he is doing parent-child activities with them, playing with them and going crazy together, enjoying a short period of family happiness...
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Dean looked at the figures playing football in the backyard next door. For some reason, an idea suddenly came to his mind:
What if the kid accidentally throws the ball? Once the ball reaches my own yard, can I take advantage of the opportunity of sending the ball to them and join them naturally?
As soon as this idea came into his mind, it shocked him - fuck! Why do I think that? ! Who is going to join them!
At this moment, the little boy suddenly kicked the football towards the wall that separated their two families.
Dean's heart twitched, and he even vaguely expected the football to fly over the courtyard wall.
His eyes have been staring at the football in the air, like a dog staring at a Frisbee ready to take off at any time.
He even put down the water glass in his hand in advance...
Under his gaze, the football flew to the courtyard wall, and suddenly fell down again, failing to really reach him. Come to the yard.
Waste!
Dean cursed in his mind.
You can’t even kick over such a short wall! It just puts your dad's last name to shame!
He turned and left.
But he quickly turned back, picked up the water glass placed aside, and then left again.
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Taking advantage of a break in training, Dean went to Wang Lie and asked directly: "Did you know that your child has no talent for football?"
Wang Lie said expressionlessly: "I know, what's wrong? "
Dean showed an incredible expression: "Then you still take him to play football every morning?"
Wang Lie answered more simply and directly: "I am happy to do so."
"..." Dean took a deep breath, then slapped his forehead, turned around and left.
How the hell did I forget?
I shouldn’t have come looking for this old scoundrel!
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"Dad, Dad, can you sleep with me tonight?"
During dinner, Wang Zilin stared at Wang Zilin with wide eyes and expectantly. strong.
"I want it too! I want it too!" Brother Wang Ziqi raised his hand and joined in the fun.
"Wang Ziqi!" Tang Xingmei glared at her son, "As an elder brother, let me be my sister!"
Wang Ziqi pursed her lips and stopped talking, but the expression of grievance on her face was very obvious.
Wang Lie took his wife's hand, and then said to the two little guys: "We will all sleep together tonight. Anyway, the bed in the bedroom is big enough, the four of us can sleep anywhere we want!"
< br>Hearing what their father said, the two little guys cheered: "Good!"
Then they started arguing again: "I want to be next to daddy!"
"I also want to be next to daddy!"
Wang Lie opened his hands to make an arrangement: "The man is on the left and the woman is on the right. Qiqi is on my left, Linlin is on my right. "Good! My left!"
The two children kept raising their hands and cheering. Tang Xingmei looked at the heartwarming scene in front of her with a smile in her eyes.
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"Are you uncomfortable?"
In the already quiet bedroom, there were only the slight snores of the two children and the quiet questioning of his wife Tang Xingmei.
Wang Lie also whispered: "It's not uncomfortable."
"That's weird..." Tang Xingmei said angrily, "You can't even turn over and keep in this position. How can you not feel uncomfortable?"
Wang Lie, who was lying on his back, turned his head slightly and looked at the people curled up on both sides of his body. The two children, each holding their own arm, were sleeping soundly.
"After a while, after they are asleep, I can move a little bit..."
"Thank you for your hard work!"
"Hey, what's the point? It's hard... but you have to take care of the children and my mother again..."
"With Sister Deng here, I don't have to work so hard. It's hard for you to be alone in Newcastle. I will try to see you as often as possible."
"That's good..."
The couple just chatted quietly to each other across the child, enjoying a different kind of "two-person world".
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When Sonny Dean woke up from his sleep, what he saw was the ceiling that had been illuminated by the morning sun.
This is the ceiling of the bedroom of his Northumberland mansion.
This was a place he was familiar with, but lying on the bed at this moment, he felt a little strange, as if it was different from the scenes he was usually used to.
He stared blankly at the ceiling and thought for a few seconds, then suddenly jumped up from the bed, reached out and picked up his mobile phone from the bedside table.
Eight forty in the morning.
That’s right, it’s this time!
But why... is it so quiet outside?
There are no children’s laughter and screams, and there is no muffled sound of hitting the ball.
After coming back to his senses, Dean jumped out of bed, ran barefoot to the window, and opened the curtains.
The backyard of the neighbor's house next door was quiet, with no one around.
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Dean parked his car in the parking lot of the training base. As soon as he got out, he saw a familiar face getting out of the Chinese-made electric SUV diagonally opposite.
He widened his eyes, looked at the other person with a ghostly expression, and then screamed strangely:
"Isn't it? Isn't it?"
Wang Lie frowned: "Aren't you sober yet, Dean?"
Dean shook his head in denial: "I didn't drink yesterday!"
Then he gloated: "It's you, Wang. Did you drink too much last night? Didn't you get up today? Otherwise, how could you come with me? Ha! Who said before that I was always stuck in training? ? Huh? Who's stuck here for training today? Hahaha!"
Dean was dancing happily, he finally caught Wang Lie!
If the parking lot wasn't made of cement, he would have wished he could kneel down in front of Wang Lie...
Wang Lie looked at his performance as if he were a fool, and then Said: "I just sent my wife and kids to the airport before coming here."
"Huh?" Dean, who was so excited and twisted, was stunned and stopped dancing. "Going to the airport?"
"Yes, the children's winter vacation is over, and they will return home today."
Dean thought of the quiet backyard this morning.
He suddenly realized that maybe not just this morning, but every morning in the future, he would not be woken up by laughter.
Astonished, his inner question blurted out:
"Then will you still get up early to practice football in the future?"
But he regretted it as soon as he said it. He wished he could cover his mouth, but it was too late.
Wang Lie on the opposite side raised his lips when he heard this: "Of course, do you want to come?"
Dean snorted: "I'm not that stupid bird like Vitini!"
After saying that, he turned around and left, wanting to escape from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.
Wang Lie did not call him, but said loudly behind him: "My door is always open, Dean, you are welcome to come at any time."
Dean jogged all the way to the first team locker room.
(End of this chapter)