Chapter 4 (23)

Dinner time is usually the busiest time in the Yafeng base, and at this time, the hall on the first floor of the base's canteen is almost a pot of porridge. Under the supervision and guidance of the coach, those reserve team members who have been sweating for a day under the scorching sun like a stove can finally relax completely, take a comfortable shower, change into clean and cool clothes, kick slippers, talk and laugh and stroll to dinner, if they don't see the coach present, they can still say a few good words to the kind-hearted masters, and let the masters help secretly take out a few bottles of cold beer from the freezer in the canteen. Then they each took their plates and looked for suitable snacks on the table, and then they gathered together to eat and drink while talking. This is about the happiest time of the day for these players, especially the thirteen or fourteen-year-old dolls of the third-tier team, who are always the ones who have the most fun - now they don't have to worry about being scolded by the coach for their occasional laziness, nor are they afraid of being scolded by the coach for a sloppy handling of the ball, and they don't have to worry about being checked by the culture teacher.

But tonight the cafeteria hall was deserted. Although the room was still full of people as usual, most of them buried their heads and kept silent, just caring about shaving rice into their mouths, and a few of the sober guys didn't even delay much in the cafeteria, and directly asked the master on duty for a disposable foam lunch box, decorated the food indiscriminately, grabbed a few steamed buns, and quickly slipped out. Occasionally, the careless fellows who arrived late would step in and make a loud noise, and their friends would immediately make them shut up with a gesticulating look.

"What's wrong?" Later people usually lowered their voices and inquired.

"I don't know."

"Don't ask."

"Eat your meal!"

There are only three answers, and the key to which one is depends on how much patience the person answering the question has.

As a result, latecomers, whose curiosity is not satisfied, will sneak around in the hope of finding answers on their own.

The cafeteria hall is divided into two rooms, the inner one is only half the size of the outside, and the contents of the meals on both sides are exactly the same, but the inner hall can only be used by members of the first team, so being able to eat in the inner hall has become a status and status symbol. Looking along the spacious places on both sides of the screen placed at the door of the inner hall, you can see a lot of team members, but unlike the usual noisy and lively scene when the team members eat, the big brothers now have gloomy faces and serious expressions without saying a word, no one speaks or jokes, except for the occasional crisp sound of the rice spoon and the stainless steel dinner plate colliding, and it seems that even the air is frozen quietly. They didn't even have a beer chilled for them in the cafeteria in front of them – another privilege for them at dinner, and one of the policies that Youshen relaxed when he was in charge: the perennial team members were allowed to drink some beer at dinner, but only one bottle at most.

The demeanor of the first team is very revealing. The young players sitting in the outer hall could tell that the big brothers were brewing some kind of action. There's going to be a big deal in the club, and it's going to be a big deal. The people in the outer hall were nervous and excited waiting for the storm to come. Some are praying that the storm will not reach them; Some people are excitedly glancing at each other, and there is another good show to watch; Some people are excitedly predicting the future and fate, after this storm, will the dawn of opportunity shine on themselves?

Someone in the outer hall whispered to his lonely friend about the cause of the storm: it had been published in the newspaper, saying that he would stay as Yafeng's head coach, and that he would have a meeting tonight to clean up those who dared to do something against him, at least ask them to write a deep examination, and maybe a fine......

Immediately, well-informed guys refuted this hearsay rumor: Who can Yan Liangcheng clean up?! Pack up the two big brothers of a team? - Does he still want to do it? It is possible to clean up Wei Honglin, no matter how you say that Wei Honglin is not a well-known figure in the team, but Brother Wei also has people around him, seeing that Zhou Jian, who is about to become the main force, is very good with him, and Gao Jinsong, who is already the main force, is his good friend, and last night someone saw Li Xiaolin and Gao Jinsong go back to the base together, Yan Liangcheng wants to pick up Wei Honglin, maybe Li Xiaolin will also stand up and say good things for him. You say, who else can Yan Liangcheng clean up? He just kills a chicken to establish his majesty!

"I heard that Yan Liangcheng's head coach seat won't sit for long, you know no, Cheng ......" Someone was kicked under the table in the middle of speaking, and swallowed the second half of the words back. He also saw that Li Xiaolin walked out of the inner hall with an expressionless face, followed by Gao Jinsong with a black face, Zhou Jian chased after Gao Jinsong, and muttered something to him anxiously as he walked.

Even though Gao Jinsong lowered his voice, all the people nearby heard what he said: "This can't be done!" No way! ”

Almost all the people in the cafeteria looked here, and some of the small players who were far away even stood up, probing their heads and waiting to see the excitement - ah, the big brothers of the first team had disputes again, but I don't know if they can catch up with the wonderful play of the big brothers who challenged the authority of the head coach two nights ago.

Zhou Jian probably knew that this was not the place to talk, so he stopped after chasing two steps, and someone was talking in the inner hall: "Let him go, it doesn't have to be him!" Don't give the face, there is a time when he cries! ”

It seems that the person who said this is very prestigious in the club, and as soon as the words fell, the outer hall of the cafeteria, which was originally a little chaotic because of the verbal conflict between Gao Jinsong and Zhou Jian, immediately quieted down. The members of the second team began to walk out one after another, while dozens of members of the third team blinked and frowned and changed positions with their plates, waiting to see the excitement - for them, gathering together to watch the excitement is one of the most enjoyable activities. Alas, these dolls don't know what is happening, and it is impossible for them to understand what is happening in front of them, in fact, the division between right and wrong, right and wrong, for them are still stuck in the indoctrination of books and the teaching of their elders, until they are older, more experience and training, and more understanding of things, it is possible to gradually distinguish what is happening today, of course, they have to make a choice at that time, if one day they encounter this kind of thing, they will leave in silence like the members of the second team, or refuse as bluntly as Li Xiaolin and Gao Jinsong; At the same time, it is also an opportunity for them to examine themselves - rejection requires courage and strength.

On the way back to the dormitory, Li Xiaolin said to Gao Jinsong: "You shouldn't say that. ”

"And what shall I say?" Gao Jinsong, who was still black-faced, immediately pushed back. Zhou Jian's suggestion at the dinner table was so ridiculous, too absurd. That's an insult to him! God knows how Zhou Jian could say something like that, and would make him stop working so hard in the game, or...... Bah! Just thinking about what Zhou Jian said, he felt panicked! How could this guy give him such a bad idea and make him find an excuse not to participate in the competition?!

Li Xiaolin didn't care about Gao Jinsong's tone and attitude when he spoke, and said, "Zhou Jian said that for your own good......

"Why don't I think he's doing it for my good?"

"He's really doing it for your own good—can you still understand that this game is the same with you and without you?" Speaking of this, Li Xiaolin's expression became a little gloomy, and he continued after a while, "He knows that you are going to transfer, and he doesn't want your affairs to be complicated at this time, after all, there is still a period of time before the transfer market opens, and Cheng Dexing is about to take over the team soon." If you offend Cheng Dexing now, you can only suffer in the end. ”

Gao Jinsong was silent, only walked with his head bowed, and suddenly kicked a stone under his feet far away, and said fiercely: "I don't believe it, he is in charge of the sky and the earth, and he can still control my transfer?" He can't leave me in Wuhan for dinner, right? If I just don't compete, they'll have to pay me! ”

His angry words made Li Xiaolin sneer, and only then did he say, "He asked you to transfer to the provincial city of Mingyuan?" Whether it is Shaanxi Tianhe or Shenzhen Blue Sky, none of them can compare with the provincial capital Mingyuan, even if Mingyuan's price is lower than those two, he can still send you to the provincial capital - he only needs to tell Wu Xingguang, 'Don't add strength to your competitors', Yafeng will never let you go to Xi'an or Shenzhen. It's not like you've never tasted the taste of sitting on the bench and watching other people play......"

Gao Jinsong was completely dumbfounded. He really didn't think about it.

"He's not going to do that, is he?"

"It's hard to say. Anything can happen before the contract comes into effect......"