Chapter 4 (39)

By the time the taxi drove into the Little Swan Hotel, where the team was staying, it was already late at night.

He didn't dare to let the taxi pull him directly to the south building of the hotel, and as soon as the car turned onto the concrete road leading to the south building, he asked the driver to stop. The driver was annoyed by his approach. The meter was about to skip words, but the customer offered to get off at this time, and the young man obviously didn't want to pay for the extra few cars! And there is no way for the vehicle to turn around in this place, and it can only return to the street by running along the cement road around the main building of the hotel for a full circle. But he couldn't help but comply with the customer's request. Reluctantly, he slid the car to the side of the road and stopped.

"Seventeen." The driver said angrily in broken Mandarin. As soon as he turned his face, he saw that what Gao Jinsong handed over was a bill with a denomination of fifty. "......" The master muttered his dissatisfaction while looking for change.

Gao Jinsong's whole mind was on how to get through the difficulties in front of him, and he didn't pay attention to what the driver was saying, and even if he paid attention, he couldn't know what the driver was saying - his knowledge of Cantonese was only limited to a few popular Hong Kong and Taiwan songs. Because he was so worried about his situation, he didn't even notice that the driver didn't even make up the change, so he drove away without a trace.

There are also many windows on the top two floors of the south building of the hotel. Gao Jinsong compared the lighted room with the impression in his heart, and found that many teammates did not turn off the lights and rest according to the temporary regulations. He breathed a sigh of relief. This shows that Cheng Dexing's iron bowl policy is not implemented thoroughly, and maybe he still has a chance to dodge. However, there was still bright light in the middle room on the top floor, which made him a little nervous. It was the head coach's room, if Cheng Dexing hadn't slept yet, if Cheng Dexing had left the door open whenever and wherever like You Shen, then his wishful thinking of sneaking back to the room would definitely come to naught, and he definitely didn't want to have a good end - who taught him to hit Cheng Dexing's muzzle?

Downstairs hall, stairs, 1st floor, 2nd floor, these places are safe. The third floor, where club officials and team staff are staying, is also safe, with only one floor attendant on duty. The waiter leaned out from behind the counter facing the stairs after hearing the footsteps, and when she saw Gao Jinsong's sweatshirt with the word Yafeng printed on it, and Gao Jinsong's gesture of putting an index finger to his mouth to signal her silence, she nodded with a smile, sat back and pretended to read her newspaper, and then secretly peeked at Gao Jinsong's every move from the edge of the newspaper.

Gao Jinsong sighed silently. It's dangerous! If he hadn't been alert, maybe the waiter would have sent a message to the instructor on duty upstairs.

He didn't rush upstairs, first carefully adjusted his breathing at the top of the stairs, and then stood on tiptoe against the wall and walked up the stairs carefully, looking up as he walked to carefully observe the movement upstairs. He also turned his face to the waiter who had been watching him closely, smiled and nodded kindly, indicating that he had no other intentions. The waiter was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly lowered his head to go about the work that did not exist. But when she found that Gao Jinsong no longer paid attention to her, she immediately raised her head excitedly, and waited with relish for the show to be staged. She bit her lip and looked at Gao Jinsong, who was tiptoeing upstairs like a skilled old thief, her little face flushed with excitement and nervousness. However, she is not optimistic about his end. She even expected that he would be like the six unlucky guys in front of him, and he would be taught a lesson by the "Cheng Guide" in their mouths, and if they shouted "don't dare next time", then she would definitely be happier. For the first time, she found the night shift to be fun at times, and for the first time, she was happy to work three night shifts in a row.

But she was soon disappointed. Gao Jinsong had already touched the corner of the stairs where the six unlucky guys had accidents in front of him, but the deep and majestic voice of the "Cheng Guide" upstairs never appeared. Then she saw Gao Jinsong jumping up as fast and silent as a swift tanuki. The waiter reluctantly left his post, walked lightly to the staircase, raised his face and listened for a long time. She heard nothing but two faint openings and closings......

It wasn't until the door was closed that Gao Jinsong dared to let out a long breath he was holding. But before he could finish his breath, he leaned down like a rabbit with its tail stepped on, and pressed his ears to the door...... It took him a long time to straighten up, and he reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

It's finally safe! He was so excited that he couldn't help but joke with himself in his heart: if this kind of thing happened a few more times, maybe his defect of slow sprinting speed could be corrected!

At this time, he found that Chi Yuwen, who lived in the same room, was sitting on the sofa and looking at him in surprise.

"You haven't rested yet?" He said first. He noticed that Chi Yuwen was holding an open book in his hand. It seems that this kid is extremely bored, and he is turning over his martial arts that he never gets tired of watching.

Chi Yuwen asked, "You weren't caught by Director Cheng?!" ”

Gao Jinsong nodded very proudly, and boasted very immodestly about his ability to dodge the radar of the "coach card", and claimed that this kung fu was far stronger than the light skills in those martial arts books, and it was the housekeeping skill of Laoshan Taoist priests. While joking with Chi Yuwen, he found a clean change of clothes in his luggage, and went into the bathroom.

When he took a shower and changed his clothes, when he came out, Chi Yuwen was still sitting on the sofa reading a book.

He didn't feel sleepy for a while, so he grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the table, sat down on the sofa next to him, twisted the bottle cap and asked, "You can memorize these books, what are you still reading?" Without waiting for Chi Yuwen to speak, he reached over and picked up the book cover. It's not a martial arts book, it's "Beiping-Beijing", one of a series of large-scale military reportage books.

He was a little surprised. This is the book he's been reading these days. It's been a month or two since I bought this book, and every time I pick up the book, I have to encounter some odd things, and I finally have a little time to spare, but he just found a copy of "Thorn Bird" in the cultural reading room of the base, and he couldn't leave it behind after reading the beginning...... Therefore, although he has always been with him this documentary reportage about the Pingjin Campaign, he has not finished reading it intermittently. Unexpectedly, Chi Yuwen watched it with relish. He withdrew his hand and asked, "You read this kind of book too?" ”

Chi Yuwen said: "It's boring at night, they don't play cards, and the TV is full of old-fashioned and broken TV dramas, so they take it from your pillow and rummage it." He handed the book over. Why don't you look at it first,—— I've seen and folded it where you made a mark, and then lend it to me after you finish it." Having said that, his thumb was still in the page, and it seemed that he didn't want to return the book to Gao Jinsong right now.

"Take it and see it." Gao Jinsong didn't care. He disliked this book a little, not to mention the trivial and complicated content, and the lines were not very clear, which made people confused and depressed.

Chi Yuwen didn't say anything polite to him, lowered his head to read the book again, turned a page, and didn't look up, so he said, "You weren't there for Director Cheng to do two rounds in the evening." He also got up and got a bottle of water for himself, and gloated again, "Looking at Director Cheng's face, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape this time." ”

Huh? Gao Jinsong, who was leaning his neck to drink water, heard the news, and was choked by a mouthful of water, not only spilling water all over his clothes on the sofa and the ground, but also beating his chest and back, and coughing for a long time before relieving his strength.

"Director Cheng is angry?" He asked hurriedly.

"It's not that I'm angry, it's just that my face is gloomy and terrible." Chi Yuwen unconsciously tightened his body a little, probably because he reacted unconsciously when he thought of Cheng Dexing, and his face couldn't help but show a little panicked. Unlike other clubs where young players are more afraid of old players, Yafeng, a young player who has just been promoted to the front line, is afraid of Cheng Dexing like a mouse is afraid of a cat, especially when the club has just punished a young player with the harsh method of "suspending training and stopping wages", which makes Chi Yuwen even more frightened.

Gao Jinsong asked: "Did he say anything?" ”

"No, I don't." Chi Yuwen replied with some hesitation. Gao Jinsong's uneasy expression and serious tone made him feel stunned and confused. Isn't it just that the return time is longer than the limit? It's not that you don't go home at night, so it's worth making such a fuss? It was difficult for him to understand Gao Jinsong's reaction. However, he still looked up and thought about it, and said, "Director Cheng didn't say anything, so he asked if I knew where you went." ”

After speaking, he lowered his head and continued to read. He was a little unaccustomed to Gao Jinsong's current appearance - since he was so worried about Director Cheng's opinion, why did you come back so late?! He couldn't help but slander in his stomach: Something's wrong! Alas, lad, you blame your teammates...... But he can't be blamed for that. He has just been promoted, and many things among the veteran players have only an ignorant and vague impression, and he doesn't see Gao Jinsong's current difficult situation in the team at all - he only remembers Cheng Dexing's evaluation and appreciation of Gao Jinsong at the welcome banquet.

"What did you say?"

Chi Yuwen pretended not to hear Gao Jinsong asking him.

After pausing and not waiting for what he wanted to know, Gao Jinsong had to ask again: "What did you say?" Director Cheng asked me where I went, what did you say? ”

"I said I don't know." Chi Yuwen said. He really didn't know where Gao Jinsong had gone.

Gao Jinsong pursed his lips and did not speak. The news of Yao Yuan's haunting in Shenzhen Blue Sky Club has already spread to Wuhan, and people who have a heart have linked themselves with Shenzhen Blue Sky; Tonight, many people saw him and Yao Yuan walking together, and they never came back, which shows that he not only ignored the club's pre-game discipline, but also showed that he did not take Yafeng's identity as the main force and Cheng Dexing's importance to him to heart......

He didn't dare to follow this line of thought. He found that as long as these things were connected, the fact that he wanted to defect to Shenzhen Blue Sky was as solid as an iron plate - but this was very different from his real thoughts! What he hopes for most now is not to go to Shenzhen, nor to Xi'an, let alone go back to the provincial capital or go north to Tianjin, he still wants to stay in Wuhan, after all, he has been in Yafeng for more than half a year, and he has a tacit understanding with his teammates. What's more, there is a manager here who values him very much, or rather, the head coach once valued him very much......

But what happened tonight made him have to seriously plan for his future once again. Where will he play in the second half of the year?

Before he could have a clear answer to this question, he fell into a deep sense of self-remorse. He regretted his actions tonight, and regretted that after he heard that Senior Brother Huang wanted him to go to Tianjin High-tech, why shouldn't he have taken the opportunity to stop this meeting, he shouldn't even have gone to meet Senior Brother Huang! He could have asked Yao Yuan to convey his gratitude! It's too ill-thought and too stupid, especially at this juncture! It has made all his efforts in the past few days go to naught - he has insisted on training with the team for the past two days, trying to adapt to his role as a single arrow on the field, Cheng Dexing's attitude towards him has changed, and occasionally gives him an approving smile, but now all this has disappeared with his overtime return to the team......

What's worse is that he doesn't know if this incident will affect his transfer, such as whether Cheng Dexing will sell him to Tianjin High-tech, which Yafeng Club is most reluctant to go to. Even if he went to the provincial city of Mingyuan, he couldn't see much hope - in front of Mingyuan's bunch of big-name players, what kind of thing was he Gao Jinsong? Maybe he won't even be able to get a bench on the side of the field. The only hope is the blue sky of Shenzhen that he has just decided to give up. As for Shaanxi Tianhe, he no longer counted on it, just the reason that Li Xiaolin wanted to go to Xi'an was enough to dispel this idea - how could Cheng Dexing let Li Xiaolin get his wish?

It was already late at night, but he couldn't sleep well as he lay on the bed tossing and turning. His head was filled with a jumble of thoughts. He saw himself in pain in the stands of the provincial city of Mingyuan in a trance, and then he saw himself celebrating passionately on the stadium in the blue sky of Shenzhen, and the next moment he saw the Xi'an Big Wild Goose Pagoda. But when will there be a smoke-filled Sanqing Hall under the Big Wild Goose Pagoda? The lush old locust tree in front of the main hall looks like the old locust tree in front of the Heavenly Master Temple in his hometown, and even the knee-high cement platform piled up around the old tree is exactly the same......

The team's schedule for the next morning was to go to the stadium to familiarize themselves with the venue. Before leaving, the assistant coach announced the decision to punish several players who had returned to the team late the night before: each handed in an in-depth written examination before dinner, and each was fined 500 each.

Both of these punishments were too light, so light that a few unruly guys even felt a little proud. Written inspection seems to be more difficult, but they all keep the manuscript of other people's "deep inspection", and they only need to revise a few places to completely get by, and besides, this kind of thing can really be seen by anyone? As for the fine of 500, it is not a problem, this figure is completely negligible for players who have tens of thousands of yuan or even tens of thousands of yuan in appearance fees for playing a game, regardless of whether they win or lose. It's like a full-back pouting in the team and saying: it's better to fine this money than not to punish it.

Gao Jin's tense nerves couldn't help but relax.

The afternoon training session was no different than usual. He played as the main center forward in the first half, and then switched to the substitute side in the second half, continuing to play as a central striker, and his main position was handed to the veteran striker who missed several games due to injury. This is the same as the previous training day, and the coaching staff wanted to get the veteran striker back into shape as soon as possible through this kind of low-intensity confrontation training. In the second half of the training, once Cheng Dexing deliberately asked everyone to stop, and then ran to Chi Yuwen and told him not to be nervous or anxious when there is a ball, pay attention to the position of teammates and the opponent's defensive formation, and also take into account the characteristics of teammates, such as Gao Jinsong's speed is not fast enough, so when passing, you must try to avoid the situation that makes Gao Jinsong uncomfortable, and "promote your strengths and avoid your shortcomings"......

Gao Jinsong's mood completely relaxed. It seems that his so-called crisis is just his own imagination.

At the pre-match meeting after dinner, the coaching staff announced the squad and starting list, and Gao Jinsong was in the squad, but not the starter - the striker who had not fully recovered took his place.