Located on a spacious but not bustling street, the Jinyuan Hotel is the foothold of the New Era Club in Chengdu. But now, the fourth floor, which is completely occupied by the club, is not as lively as usual, and most of the rooms are empty. Occasionally, uniformed waiters walk down the hallway with a large pile of changed sheets on their backs, the corners of the quilt dragged to the floor are stained with dust from the thick chemical fiber carpet, and the keychain hanging between the waiter's fingers makes a crisp but unpleasant crashing sound.

Gao Jinsong was woken up by the noise of the waiter opening and closing the door when he was cleaning up the room opposite.

He stared at the chandelier on the ceiling in a daze, and his head hurt as if it was about to explode, and it took him a long time to realize where he was.

Tough games, jubilant draws, bad news two minutes later...... and last night's dull dinner - Sun Junshan, who looked sad, said a lot on behalf of the club, Dai Zhenguo, who was expressionless, also said a few words on behalf of the coaching staff, and finally Guan Mingshan, who was flushed, spoke on behalf of the players...... Gao Jinsong didn't remember what they said, but he remembered that since he meditated, he drank with foreign aid Seryosha one cup at a time, until they both drank and fell on the table. He also sang a song in his throat until he burst into tears and could no longer sing......

"Late at night in the garden everywhere quiet,

Only the wind sings softly,

How nice the night is,

How hearty it is,

On this enchanting evening,

……”

He couldn't help but hum the popular song softly again. In the long melody, tears once again uncontrollably filled his eyes, and then ran down his cheeks and onto the pillow.

"Stop singing!" Someone rudely interrupted him.

Gao Jinsong turned his face in shock, only to find Wei Honglin, who was in the same room with him, sitting on the sofa.

Wei Honglin didn't look at him, only gritted his teeth and grinded a cigarette butt that was about to burn to the end in the ashtray. His face was ugly, as if he had just stayed up late, and his hair was not neatly groomed as usual, but tufted up, and there was some uncleaned beard stubble on his chin. He raised his eyelids and stared at Gao Jinsong, the corners of his mouth twitched several times before he said bitterly, "Stop singing." He let out a long breath, rubbing his cheeks vigorously with both hands.

Gao Jinsong looked at his friend in silence.

After a long time, Wei Honglin said: "I got my ticket." - Flight at 7:45 p.m. today. ”

Gao Jinsong still didn't speak. This is normal. In fact, at the end of the game yesterday afternoon, the team that didn't have the last laugh was already disbanded, and the contracts between all the players and the club were automatically terminated, so there is nothing wrong with leaving when. Zhang Chi and Ma Cheng, they didn't even eat the last meal with everyone, they returned to the hotel to get their share of the money, and left with their luggage without saying a word of goodbye. There must have been someone else who left the hotel last night. It's Wei Honglin now, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, it's his turn to go Gao Jinsong. I just don't know who he should go to say goodbye to when he leaves......

When Gao Jinsong cleaned up and came out of the bathroom, Wei Honglin already had an extra suitcase on the bed, and a deflated black travel bag was also on the pillow. Gao Jinsong glanced at the words "Wuhan Yafeng" on a travel bag, turned his head casually, pulled out a dark blue T-shirt in his side closet, and looked at the cover with his head cover. He also has a similar black travel bag, but with the words "New Era" on it.

Wei Honglin stuffed the two clothes at the head of the bed into his travel bag, dropped the travel bag by the way, and then said: "I want to go to a few big shopping malls and buy something by the way." He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you want to go along?" ”

Gao Jinsong shook his head: "I still have something to do, so I won't be with you." "At last night's banquet, in addition to those guys who said goodbye, and Chen Mingcan, who was lying on the hospital bed, there was one person who couldn't be there - head coach Zheng Changsheng finally couldn't resist the pain of stomach problems and was also sent to the hospital. Gao Jinsong said lightly: "I want to go and see Director Zheng." ”

Wei Honglin's face immediately turned red, and he hurriedly changed his mouth and said, "I...... That's what I mean – let's go buy something and then go to the hospital together. He hadn't thought of it at all. Fortunately, he has never been very drinkable, so he was quite sober last night, and by chance he heard the staff of the club talking about Zheng Changsheng, and he just moved out to cover himself up at this time. "I know which hospital Director Zheng is admitted to - I have already gone out to inquire just now."

So the two of them went down the stairs together out of the hotel and into the street, and soon found a taxi, told the driver the name of the hospital, and the taxi pulled them into the traffic from north to south.

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Wei Honglin left before dinner. He left in such a hurry that he even forgot his set of jerseys and pants in the closet of his room. It was before the last game, and he begged Zheng Changsheng to sign a note for him to take back as a souvenir, but it had obviously been abandoned by his owner. But it had a new owner, and Gao Jinsong carefully folded them and put them securely in his travel bag - he had already obtained a plane ticket back to the provincial capital, and was now packing it in his room.

In fact, he didn't have anything to pack. A few changes of clothes, two sets of training and match outfits from the club, a few books and two boxes of video tapes carefully selected, that's all he has. These things, including the brand-new tracksuit that already belonged to him, only took up half the space in the huge travel bag.

Gao Jinsong was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, and clouds of white smoke came out of his nose and mouth from time to time. On the coffee table next to the sofa were neatly stacked with more than a dozen boxes of video tapes. These are the videos he has reproduced himself, they are all things that will not be of much use in the future, and they are not worth a few dollars, but he still has to return them to the club, and in any case, the videos are also the property of the club, not bought them out of his own pocket. Of course, he was also prepared to pay for the two tapes he had left behind – if the club insisted.

He wanted to get up again and go to the corridor to see if the club staff in charge of the information had returned, but Guan Mingshan pushed open the door of the room and walked in.

Gao Jinsong hurriedly got up to give up his seat for him, and handed him a cigarette he had just bought on the street at dinner, and lit a fire for him.

It wasn't until half of the cigarette was burned and Guan Mingshan, who was silent after entering the door, asked thoughtlessly, "When are you leaving?" ”

"Tomorrow at noon." Gao Jinsong lowered his eyelids and said, very unsophisticated, he rolled the cigarette in his hand and flicked it above the ashtray - more than half of the cigarette ash was spilled outside the ashtray. He knew why Guan Mingshan asked him about this, because there were only two players left on this floor, and if he patted his ass and left, then Guan Mingshan wouldn't even have anyone to talk to. But he really can't help this matter, who asked Guan Mingshan to promise his wife to travel to Sichuan - before she came to Chengdu, Guan Mingshan could only suffer alone in this ghost place......

Guan Mingshan didn't squeak for a long time, and finally he said: "Why don't you go to Jiuzhaigou with us?" When we come back from Jiuzhaigou, we will go to Mount Emei, and then go to Leshan to see the Big Buddha...... It's all on my head. ”

Gao Jinsong was speechless. Jiuzhaigou? Mount Emei? Leshan Giant Buddha? He sneered in his stomach. If the team rushes to A B, not to mention that Guan Mingshan pays for him to go for a round, even if he pays for Guan Mingshan and his family to visit all the places of interest in Sichuan, what can it be? But the team failed to qualify for League B, and he didn't even have a little travel thought. He can't wait to leave this dirty land as quickly as Zhang Chi Macheng did, and run as far as he can, until the two angry and tearful races fade from his memory, and he may approach the city again, hoping that the rain has washed the city by then...... Gao Jinsong has been angry with this famous ancient city because of the despicable behavior of Chengdu Ipson, and even the people in this city, and he even quarreled with the waiter in the restaurant over a trivial matter at dinner, if Guan Mingshan hadn't stopped him, he might have had a fight with a few waiters.

Guan Mingshan also sensed that his suggestion was not the right time, he wisely closed his mouth, but soon he couldn't control himself, and asked again: "What are your plans next?" He knew he shouldn't ask this question, but he really couldn't stand the silence and dullness that permeated the room, even if Gao Jinsong quarreled with him, it was better than two people sitting and smoking.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Gao Jinsong still lowered his eyes. "I'd like to go home and see first, and then ......," he paused, thinking for a moment. And then let's talk about it. He lifted his eyelids and glanced at Guan Mingshan, instigating his lips and not speaking. Since yesterday's game, several people have asked him for his contact number, although they have said it in a dodgy and far-fetched manner, and one thing they have made very clear is that the number must be available to find him anytime and anywhere. What else could not be understood about this? Gao Jinsong told them the newly installed phone number of the eldest sister's house, and also left them the phone number of the dry cleaner he had just bought, and promised that once he returned to the provincial capital, he would buy himself a national networked pager as soon as possible, and then immediately inform them of the pager number.

Guan Mingshan touched another cigarette from the cigarette case, lit a fire for himself, squeaked in, and then said, "Club...... Mr. Sun...... Sun Junshan hasn't looked for you yet? A simple sentence made him change the wording several times in succession and became fragmented, and the meaning of this sentence became vague and ambiguous with the change of wording.

Gao Jinsong glanced at Guan Mingshan strangely. In his impression, Guan Mingshan has never been this kind of hideaway character, he scolds and scolds all the people and things he is not satisfied with, and he doesn't pay much attention to the attitude of the people around him.

Gao Jinsong snorted and said, "He didn't look for me." What does he ask me for? "The biggest regret in the league is that the team has fallen short, and another thing that worries Gao Jinsong is that the club has not talked to him so far. It's not that he wants to stay in the new era next year, but this kind of talk often represents the club's trust and value in a player, and it is an affirmation of the player's performance. In this sense, Gao Jinsong feels that the past four months or so have been a complete failure in the league, not only the failure of the team, but also his personal failure, even if he has done his best, but the club has not recognized him. His only gain was money. He made money he never dared to imagine. This money will not only allow his eldest sister to have her own new home and a completely hers shop, but also allow him to consider whether to buy a nice house in the provincial capital for the future. As for the second sister's studies, this is not a problem at all, he has already remitted 30,000 yuan to her, and she can use this money to get rid of many problems that have plagued her for a long time. Of course, he also gained friendship, but it doesn't seem so strong now—it's hard to imagine how long the friendship forged in the short space of four months will last, and the bridge that holds it together no longer exists.

Guan Mingshan stopped talking. He realized that his situation and Gao Jinsong's situation were completely different. He is already 31 years old, and he can clearly feel that his physical condition and competitive condition are declining, so when Sun Junshan talks to him on behalf of the club and keeps him, he immediately agrees - he doesn't expect much, he just wants to find a safe place to play in peace for another two years and earn money for two years, that's all. And how old is Gao Jinsong? Twenty-one, or twenty-two? His good days are far from coming. Why hasn't Sun Junshan talked to him until now? Because it's all in vain! Gao Jinsong will never only think about a peaceful birthday like himself, and the second division league will definitely not be his destination! What he yearns for is the A-B League, the A-League, a broader world and a more dazzling stage...... He's got it too!

Guan Mingshan took his thoughts back, thought about it, and said: "I still know some people in the league, if you want, I can ask them to do something for you." He didn't say which league he mentioned the "league", he knew that Gao Jinsong would definitely understand that this "league" would definitely not be the second division league they had just experienced, if Gao Jinsong only wanted to find a bowl of rice in the second division, he would not need to help at all.

"Okay." Gao Jinsong said noncommittally. He stood up, took out a notebook from his travel bag, flipped to a blank page, quickly wrote down two phone numbers, and then tore off the paper and handed it to Guan Mingshan. He doesn't have much hope for this kind of thing, but he doesn't refuse the kindness of others, in fact, he treats this enthusiasm with a completely dispensable mentality. If he really has any expectations, he hopes that You Shen, who has already led the team to the first B, can fulfill his original promise and recruit him into Changsha Qinyuan - at least You Shen knows him, and it is rumored that Changsha Qinyuan's lineup will soon have a big change, and many main players will leave, so that he can easily fight for a main position......

Guan Mingshan solemnly folded the piece of paper and stuffed it into his wallet, and then he asked, "Is this phone number ready to find you at any time?" ”

"That's been the case in recent times, and it's hard to say later." Gao Jinsong said euphemistically.

Guan Mingshan nodded. He can understand this, and he also understands some of the situation, his friend in Zhengzhou once asked Gao Jinsong about the situation on the phone, and hoped that he could come forward to talk about this matter for the Henan Yaxing Club. It's just that he hasn't found a chance to talk to Gao Jinsong yet, and there is no follow-up in Zhengzhou for some reason. He didn't want to say anything about this, he just felt that Henan Yaxing was really illiterate - good players are not easy to find, and an excellent midfielder is even rarer, not to mention that this player is not only young, but also does not need the club to pay a penny of transfer fees, which is almost as beautiful as pie in the sky! Not to mention that this player can not only be a center forward, but even a central defender, even if he hits the lantern, I am afraid that he will not be able to hit such a good luck again...... Of course, because Henan Yaxing rejected him at the beginning of the year, he would never remind them. In fact, he was even ready to watch the jokes of the Henan people. He believed that the Asian Star Club would one day regret this and staggered - they had missed out on such a low-hanging fruit!

Guan Mingshan, who was immersed in the drama scene of his fantasies, didn't notice that someone had walked into the room again, and he didn't react until this person spoke.

"You haven't left yet?" Sun Junshan, who looked tired, sat in the sofa that Gao Jinsong specially let out, and handed out the cigarette to the two team members. Gao Jinsong didn't answer, but just smiled at the general manager and shook his head. He smoked just to pass the hard time for himself, but he didn't want to really get into this bad disease. Guan Mingshan took the cigarette and lit the fire for the general manager, then he lit it for himself, and said, "Xiao Gao won't leave until noon tomorrow." My wife just asked for leave, and she won't be able to get to the ...... the night after tomorrow at the earliest."

Sun Junshan turned his head to look at Gao Jinsong, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, squeezed out a smile and asked, "Why don't you want to play here for a few more days?" There are also many good places to visit in the city, such as Du Fu Thatched Cottage, Wuhou Temple, as well as the Taoist scenic spot Qingcheng Mountain and the giant panda base in the northern suburbs. As for what these places are "worth visiting", Sun Junshan is also blind. He had been running around the city all day long, but he hadn't even noticed what the gates of these places were. He has so many things to worry about on weekdays that he can't wait for forty-eight hours a day, where can he take care of spending time in these places? However, he still tried his best to get the two players to go shopping and have a look, and he went to great lengths to put gold on the faces of these places of interest, and he even generously said that the club would cover all their expenses, not only their food and accommodation in the city, even if they went to Jiuzhaigou Emeishan Mountain, the expenses could also be reimbursed by the club.

His promise did not mention the interest of the two team members in traveling, on the contrary, Gao Jinsong and Guan Mingshan immediately became suspicious. Their contract with the club has been terminated, even Guan Mingshan, who promised to continue to play for the club next year, has not signed a new contract with the club at the moment, which means that they have nothing to do with the club at all, so what does Sun Junshan spend so much effort to encourage them to travel? They didn't think that Sun Junshan would pay for the expenses of the two of them out of his own pocket. Moreover, at this time, Sun Junshan should have a bunch of things for him to deal with, just how to tell the shareholders behind the club the reason for the team's failure, which can teach him to be anxious - how can he still be in the mood to talk about the cultural precipitation of Du Fu's thatched cottage and the far-reaching artistic conception of the two couplets in the Wuhou Temple, and encourage the former players of the two clubs to travel, and keep promising what club will reimburse all expenses? Why do clubs pay for these expenses?

Sun Junshan, who didn't get a response, said that he had no strength and interest. He stopped, put his cigarette on the smooth edge of the ashtray, and slowly and gently wiped the ashes off the cigarette butt, leaving only the bright and dark glow of crimson.

"I'm going to Guangzhou tomorrow afternoon." Sun Junshan pursed his lips and said leisurely for a while.

Gao Jinsong and Guan Mingshan glanced at each other suspiciously. None of them understood what Sun Junshan meant by this.

"We're ready to buy a League B club." Sun Junshan didn't mention which club it was, but both Gao Jinsong and Guan Mingshan knew who he was talking about, and the Guangzhou-registered B club had been noisily reselling recently, and the latest reports about it could be seen in several football-related newspapers every now and then. However, didn't the newspaper just say two days ago that it had been acquired by a mysterious Nanjing company?

Sun Junshan's words dispelled the doubts of the two people: "They haven't signed a contract yet." The price we proposed this morning was higher than that in Nanjing. He glanced at the two team members, and mentally checked whether he needed to reveal more information to the two team members next. He quickly had an answer to this question, and then continued, "The group company is determined to succeed in this matter. He even expressed the club's desire for the acquisition in strong terms: "No matter the cost!" ”

Gao Jinsong and Guan Mingshan looked at each other again. This time, they both saw excitement and excitement in each other's eyes. The two of them threw the doubts in their hearts to Sun Junshan almost at the same time.

Gao Jinsong asked anxiously: "Mr. Sun, can we succeed?" ”

But Guan Mingshan asked: "Mr. Sun, how can you tell us about this?" ”

"It's not easy, but there's a lot of hope." Sun Junshan answered Gao Jinsong's question first. He laughed and rubbed his hands, then rubbed his cheeks vigorously. Exhaustion and sleepiness harassed him all the time, and even as he sat here and had a very important conversation with two members of the team he valued, he felt his eyelids involuntarily close together—the soft sofa was so easy to make people sleepy, and he barely closed his eyes in two days and one night. Soon after the team's defeat, he remembered the newspaper uproar about the acquisition of A B, he had made a phone call last night, discussed all aspects of the acquisition with people on the phone, and this morning as soon as it was time to go to work, he sent a fax to the B club very carefully. The other party's response was very positive, and he was immediately invited to Guangzhou for face-to-face negotiations. It was already noon when he received the fax from the other party, and after reporting the matter to the club's major shareholders and discussing some specific details, he went to the hospital to visit Zheng Changsheng non-stop - whether it is an overall acquisition or just the purchase of a B qualification, the new team needs a head coach who can both make him trustworthy and capable, and Zheng Changsheng is undoubtedly the most ideal head coach candidate, Zheng Coach's coaching ability, his prestige in the players and the tacit understanding between the two of them, It's all honed from the ups and downs in this year's league, and he can trust him! It's a pity that Zheng Changsheng didn't reply to him immediately, but euphemistically pushed the matter back on the grounds of stomach problems. But there is no need to rush this matter, he will come to Guan Mingshan when he turns around, and of course, Gao Jinsong. If Zhang Chi and Ma Cheng don't leave so quickly, he will also find them, and with the addition of Chen Mingcan, the basic framework of the team's battle for League B next year will already have a rough appearance...... What he regrets the most is Wei Honglin, but he can't stop Wei Honglin from going back to Wuhan Yafeng to play in A.

"If I can't even trust you, who else can I trust?" This is Sun Junshan's answer to Guan Mingshan. Guan Mingshan immediately grinned happily, and scratched his head several times embarrassedly.

Gao Jinsong also laughed with them. However, in the end, he couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart: "Mr. Sun, why have you asked so many people to talk, but you haven't looked for me?" This question had been bothering him for many days, and if he hadn't taken the opportunity to summon up the courage to ask clearly, he might have buried it deep in his heart.

Sun Junshan waved his hand, as if this matter was not worth it at all, and said: "You are you I fished out of that big fart shopping mall, if you don't follow me, who else can you follow?" I have so many big and small things from morning to night, where can I find time to pull some nonsense with you? His words were half false and half true. After three months of league play, Gao Jinsong has played some reputation, and Sun Junshan has also heard of other clubs throwing flattery at him and throwing hydrangea into him, unless the club can really make some big moves, such as playing in the B League next year, otherwise, the club will never keep this young player. Sun Junshan didn't even think about using economic means to attract Gao Jinsong to stay - compared with Guan Mingshan, a veteran player whose career is almost at the end of his career, the young Gao Jinsong still has ideals and ambitions, he can take out 20,000 yuan to retain Gao Jinsong, and other clubs will definitely be able to take out 30,000 yuan to lure him, so he Sun Junshan will not do such a stupid thing in vain. As soon as he said that the club was likely to play in the B League next year, Gao Jinsong immediately asked, "Can we succeed?" ”。“ Who are we? "We" of course refers to him Gao Jinsong and the club, he has tied himself to the club tightly......

After Gao Jinsong's excitement passed, Sun Junshan said again: "It's good that the two of you know this news, don't spread it to the outside world first." The two team members, who were regarded as henchmen by the general manager, immediately nodded vigorously. They won't go around talking! Besides, they don't know who to talk to even if they want to spread the word right now, and there are only two of them left in the empty floor. "Your contract can't be signed right away, even if the acquisition is successful – there won't be too many twists and turns, Guangzhou has already approved our offer, but there are some details that need to be negotiated face-to-face – and the name of the new club will be registered is also a question." The two team members nodded together again. Yes, the word "New Era" is not loud enough, and it looks like the name of an advertising agency, or an office building that wants to win people's attention with this empty word, and it is indeed a bit unwise for the club to use it as its own name. You take a look at the giants in A A and those powers in A B, which one's name is not loud and loud, which one's name is not catchy, even if it is Changsha Qinyuan and Qingdao Double Happiness who rushed to A B, they may not have the light of their names - otherwise, Chengdu Ipsen, who is not Chinese or foreign in the name, occupies the right time and place, how can they fall into the muddy pond at the door of their own house?

Guan Mingshan's remarks made Gao Jinsong and Sun Junshan laugh.

"Although the contract can't be signed for a while, you all have to know it in your heart, and you always pay attention to the news in the newspaper during the time you go home and go on vacation." Sun Junshan found his phone book and wrote down the contact information of the two. "The club has your phone, but there is no you," this said to Gao Jinsong, "you go back to the provincial capital, immediately go to buy a pager, if you can buy a mobile phone, then it's best - **keep, don't look up, wait for the club to re-register, and I'll teach you to reimburse you when I go back." He seemed to feel that he was a bit favoritist when he said this, so he changed the subject, "The two of you, as well as Chen Mingcan, are the main force of the club next year,—— if Zhang Chi and Ma Cheng are willing to come back, we are also welcome." Let's create a little miracle together in the first and second divisions, just like we did in this year's second division! I can guarantee that next year there will not be anything that will go to heaven and will definitely go to the ground! ”

Gao Jinsong and Guan Mingshan laughed together.

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