Zhao Yaxin smiled awkwardly, this question was difficult for her to answer.

If she doesn't feel anything about Yang Fei, that's fine.

But I don't know when it started, Yang Fei has slowly occupied her heart and become an existence that cannot be ignored.

Although it has not reached the point where he will not marry, he does exist there, and Zhao Yaxin cannot control it or deceive himself.

She avoided Linlin's curious gaze and said with a smile: "Silly girl, what are you talking nonsense, you have to go to class tomorrow, go back and rest early." ”

Linlin's eyes dimmed instantly, and she didn't get a clear answer, a little lost.

However, she didn't want to embarrass Sister Yaxin, so as not to disgust her, so she lowered her head and returned to her room.

Back in the room, Linlin was completely sleepy, lying on the bed tossing and turning.

So I went to the hall and prepared to go to the refrigerator to find something to eat.

But by accident, she noticed that a room was lit, so she walked over curiously.

Through the crack in the door, she saw that Sister Xiaoman, who was usually elusive, was singing to the camera at this time.

Linlin immediately understood that she was singing live on the live broadcast platform.

Lin Xiaoman is wearing heavy makeup, although she sings averagely, but in the eyes of netizens, this singing is very good-looking, so many people give her gifts.

Seeing this, Linlin suddenly became interested, and she also likes to sing.

It's just that I usually hum casually, and I haven't sung in front of anyone except my cousin.

Yang Fei has already found a good school for her, and according to her hobbies, he has planned a future path for her in advance.

That is, to be admitted to an art school and become a singer in the future.

Of course, with Yang Fei watching from behind, it will definitely not let Linlin come into contact with the dark side of the entertainment industry.

will not let her go to the fall, he will only let Linlin do what she likes happily, and no one can hurt her.

At this time, Linlin saw that Sister Xiaoman was singing very happily and felt that she could too.

And it's also a good opportunity to practice, maybe you can improve your singing skills.

However, she doesn't know how to start the live broadcast yet, and plans to find a time to ask Sister Xiaoman.

At this time, Yang Fei didn't sleep, there happened to be an Asian Cup football match tonight, and he was watching the national football game in his room.

Seeing the Huaxia team being abused in various ways on the field, Yang Fei was heartbroken.

", don't run after two steps, you're Nima's defender!" he shouted angrily.

It didn't take long for the game to end.

The Chinese team was scored three goals in a row by a war-torn country in Africa.

Stop at the quarterfinals of the Asian Cup!

Yang Fei was speechless, can this special national football team play a little more stinky?

The dignified kingdom of the Heavenly Empire was actually scored three goals in a row by a small country that has been in war all year round?

What a shame!

He went to Li Yi's bar and browsed it casually, all of which were posts scolding the national football team.

"The national football team should be disbanded quickly!

"It's really fun to eat instant noodles and watch a group of multimillionaires walk around the field!"

"The striker is weak, the guard is incompetent, let's disband it quickly!"

"The meaning of the existence of the national pig is to send warmth to those war-torn countries, and I suggest that the next Nobel Peace Prize be awarded directly to the national pig. ”

"The national pig has made great contributions to the friendly exchanges between China and foreign countries, fully demonstrating the hospitable, modest and polite style of the Chinese people, and they have done a very good job in this regard!"

"Not a bad fart, it's all pressed to the ground and rubbed hard. ”

"Hahaha, where is this being rubbed, but being pressed to the ground to feed, you look at the eleven pigs, and they still look indifferent, as if winning or losing has nothing to do with them. ”

"They don't care if you win or not, anyway, just take a walk on the field, and you will get tens of millions a year. ”

"The reason why national pigs are so garbage is still the root cause. ”

"You mean those pig association leaders?"

......

Yang Fei looked at the comments below, and his forehead wrinkled into a Sichuan character.

He really wanted to become a keyboard warrior and go up and scold a few words, but after thinking about it, he still forgot it, out of sight and out of mind.

The next day, after sending Linlin to school, Yang Fei specially went to a nearby football school to prepare for a visit.

After all, the future of the national football team is still pinned on these children.

He took the Bugatti Veyron, parked in a garage nearby and walked over.

At the school gate, he saw a little boy about ten years old, holding a soccer ball, squatting on the ground crying, and his parents sitting next to him with sad faces.

They are dressed very plainly, and at a glance, you can see that the family conditions are not very good

Yang Fei was a little curious, could it be that this child wants to go to football school, but his parents don't allow it?

"Little friend, what are you crying about?" Yang Fei walked over and asked.

The little boy did not speak, still crying very sadly, and the boy's mother next to him took over.

"Hey, we didn't give money to the coach, they didn't give my son to play, my kid's football skills are no worse than others, but the family has no money, and there is no way to give the coach a red envelope, so I can only watch other students play the game. ”

"I clearly remember that some time ago, the coach came to our house and told me that my son Xiaotian's football skills are very good, and if he plays more, maybe he can participate in domestic youth training in the future, but we want us to give him hard money, saying that it is not easy for him to cultivate Xiaotian.

"But our family is poor and white, and it is a problem to make up for Xiaotian's tuition every year, how can we have money to give him gifts!"

"If it weren't for the fact that my baby really likes to play football, and begs me to let him go to football school all day long, otherwise I want him to go home directly and go to ordinary school, hey!"

"What, there is such a thing?" Yang Fei frowned.

However, he soon came to his senses, and he had heard this kind of rumor before, saying that football is a rich man's sport, and if you don't give money to the coach, you don't want to have a chance to play.

Many children who have football talent are just because their families have no money.

So I never had the opportunity to play, and finally gradually degenerated into mediocrity.

Those children from rich families, they are not short of opportunities to play.

But because the family is relatively wealthy, he has been pampered since he was a child.

The concept instilled in them by the family is that they are mercenary and take national honor very lightly.

So once they get stuck, they can easily give up.

But they don't let that denie them the opportunity to play, and they keep losing and playing.

It is conceivable that in another ten years, when this group of children grows up.

When they enter the national team and become a member of the field, you can imagine what level it will be.

Thinking of the ball game he watched last night, Yang Fei couldn't help but feel a cloud of anger in his heart, he had no money and no strength before.

But now, since he had run into him, he decided to take care of it.

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