Ye Ziyu, who had been unlucky for a long time, finally found a job.

On Saturday morning, Ye Ziyu went to the talent market again. This time, he fell in love with a small advertising company, and during the interview, the boss came up with two written questions for the interviewer to answer on the spot, and Ye Ziyu did it overnight, and the answer sheet written down made the boss very satisfied. So the other party decided to hire on the spot. Although the company's income was less than half of his in the capital, it was enough to make Ye Ziyu ecstatic. His grandmother's worked hard to stay in Shencheng for more than half a year, and this job was really not easy.

Ye Ziyu agreed with the company that she would report next Monday. In this way, he can stay up all night this Saturday, get a good night's sleep on Sunday, and start a new life on Monday. Li Xin still returned to Nancheng on Friday night, and Ye Ziyu was going to pick her up on Sunday night, and then tell her the good news.

The reason why I had to stay up all night on Saturday night was because the first Women's World Cup final was held in the American city of Los Angeles, and fans had to stay up late to watch the game because of the time difference. The teams that made it to the finals were the United States and China. Funny to say, the men's football teams in these two countries are not good, they are not ranked in world football at all, and the women's football team has rushed to the top of the world. However, Ye Ziyu also thought that eighty percent of the countries with strong men's football disdain for women's football, so these two countries succeeded in counterattacking. But in any case, China and the United States are world powers, and no matter what they do, they have to impress the world, not to mention that two months ago there was a quarrel between the two countries over the bombing of their embassy, which undoubtedly added to the highlights of this game.

It was unusually hot that night, although Ye Ziyu was at home alone, he obviously felt that the TVs of many families in the community were making noise, and in the early hours of the morning, this sound was even more obvious, and I don't know how many Chinese people were staying in front of the TV at this moment. In the early stage, the Chinese team played so well that the fans couldn't help but swell, imagining what it would be like to beat the United States on American soil.

At the beginning of the final, both sides were more cautious, and the scene was deadlocked. After all, the strength of the teams that entered the finals is good, and everyone dare not afford to lose. But the fans will find it boring.

At the end of the 90 minutes, the two sides exchanged scores. Extra-time was ensued. In extra time, the bright spot appeared, Chinese player Fan Yunjie hit the goal with a header, and the Chinese fans thought they were going to score and were ready to cheer, but the ball was blocked on the goal line. The Chinese team lost the Golden Ball. Then the game came to a stalemate, and the score was still 0-0 in extra time. Then there was the penalty shootout. The Chinese player's first and second shots rolled into the goal steadily, and only the third shot was blocked by the American goalkeeper. And the American players probably played super stable because of the home advantage, and scored four goals in a row. When the fifth goal was decided, the hearts of Chinese fans were hanging in their throats. Everyone was muttering in their hearts, "Don't go in, don't go in, don't go in—" but before the Chinese goalkeeper on the TV screen could react, the ball went in again.

At that moment, the Americans on the pitch boiled, and the Chinese in front of the TV were silent. Ye Ziyu watched the American girl who scored the winning goal throw her jersey to the fans, and scolded sourly in her heart: Fuck your uncle, what is there to take off in such a thick black gown.

Although she didn't win the championship, Ye Ziyu, like the Chinese people, felt that the sisters of the women's football team were good enough, and she only blamed luck for not being on our side. It doesn't matter, he thought, after all, it's the opponent's home field. Wait for the next session, the next China's home field, don't you see it to death? Unfortunately, the past is the past, and no one can imagine that it will be the only time.

After the ball game, Ye Ziyu went to sleep. I slept until the afternoon before waking up. He haphazardly ordered a bowl of noodles to eat, and when he saw that the time was almost up, he went out to the train station.

Originally, Li Xin said hello before going home and asked him not to pick it up, but Ye Ziyu had the good news of work, and she was so excited that she decided to run to the train station, thinking of giving the other party a surprise.

Things in the world are often so ruthless, you must know that this surprise cannot be given casually, otherwise it is easy to cause fright. After Ye Ziyu arrived at the station, he waited for Li Xin to come out at the exit of the station. Although he didn't know which train Li Xin was taking, judging from the past situation, it was basically during this time period. But this time he was disappointed, and he never saw Li Xin walk out of the station. What's the matter, didn't she come back, or did she miss it if she didn't see it? Ye Ziyu was unwilling and continued to wait at the gate of the station, staring at the exit with two eyes. After about half an hour, he finally saw Li Xin come out, she was wearing a beautiful white dress, as beautiful as a blooming hibiscus in the crowd. But Ye Ziyu wondered if she was dazzled, why was there a man next to Li Xin talking and laughing with her?

Li Xin and the man walked out of the station side by side, there were a lot of people, and Li Xin didn't notice Ye Ziyu at all. But Ye Ziyu still subconsciously hid aside. He followed them at a distance of several tens of meters, watching them cross the road together. As he crossed the sidewalk, the man reached out and put his arm around Li Xin's waist. This small action of hugging the waist made Ye Ziyu's heart tighten. He didn't say a word, but watched them go away.

After a long while, Ye Ziyu found that a dense layer of fine sweat appeared on his head, but his hands and feet were cold. He sat down at the steps of a building and rested for a while before he shuffled his tired footsteps on the bus back. He thought to himself that the man he saw just now must be Li Xin's colleague or friend. Today's men are like this, intentionally or unintentionally, always looking for opportunities to take advantage of beautiful girls, such as deliberately holding hands and hugging their waists when crossing the street, and they can also look particularly gentlemanly, especially taking care of girls. Thinking about it like this, his mood seemed to become a little lighter.