Meng Guanghai hurriedly interrupted Wu Yue: "Yutou's father is actually fine, but he is too diligent in the team, and he always fights with Xiong Yihan's father, so he has such a nickname." ”

"Actually, I know that his father is afraid that the main position of Yu Tou will be taken away." Ji Yiming, as a member of the Crane Dance Abandonment Group, also had something to say, "After all, Xiong Yihan's father is too good at making trouble, to be honest, we are no worse than Xiong Yihan, but he is the main force!" Iron-beaten. ”

Li Kunpeng can't listen to it anymore, what is this? A group of children, all of them are like monkeys, and the affairs of adults are clear.

He hurriedly questioned loudly: "Don't talk nonsense, the head coach of Crane Dance is very upright, and if there is no parent, he will give the main force if he makes trouble." You have to think about where you still need to improve. ”

Ji Yiming stuck out his tongue and quickly shut up, he also heard Yu Pingshun's father shouting loudly with his father on the side of the training ground, the truth is inconclusive, and it is indeed uncountable.

But the road fan said timidly: "In the friendly match that day, I saw Xiong Yihan's father go to the rostrum to find the provincial leader." ”

Tan Hairui didn't believe it, and shouted: "You pull it down, you don't know Principal Huang, can you know the provincial leaders?" ”

The road fan was very sure: "Really, on the day the crane dance team was established, it was the card awarded by the leader, I remember." ”

The children's depiction in a few words made Li Kunpeng more convinced that it was this Xiong Yihan's father who was doing things behind his back, and wanted to put Qin Ying and Zhongya to death.

Even so, although I can't understand what kind of grudge and grudge will make this parent do such a hurtful thing and not beneficial to himself, he must also communicate with the council in a timely manner to make the public relations direction clearer and the method more accurate.

Hey, it's really sad and hateful for such a parent to bring the dark side of his adult world to the football world of teenagers so nakedly, and everyone knows it.

Fortunately, Wu Yue's hearts were not affected, and his mind was not distorted, fortunately.

They are still whispering there, comparing Yu Pingshun and Xiong Yihan's two fathers: Yu Pingshun fights, but he is extremely strict with Yu Pingshun, and Yu Pingshun also has superstar strength; Father Xiong fought, but he was very lenient with Xiong Yihan, and treated others more leniently than himself.

From this point of view, although Dad Yu is also big-headed, he is still a little cuter than Dad Bear, especially since Yu Pingshun has been recuperating from his injury for more than two months, Dad Yu has not appeared, and it has hardly caused any negative impact on the team.

Li Kunpeng suddenly realized: Why are the little guys gossiping so much today and talking about adults, in fact, the serious injury of Xiong Yihan just now shocked them too much, and it left a shadow, so they had to find a topic to distract them.

Li Kunpeng knew that it would be difficult to dispel this psychological shock with his eloquence now, so he decisively decided to let the teenagers and their parents go back to their respective homes, eat and play, and play football tomorrow.

Regarding how to face the cruelty of professional football, he and Sang Shan have already said everything that should be said. Now face the truth, whether you can do a good job of psychological adjustment, I hope that children and parents can pass this level correctly.

When the children dispersed, Sang Shan walked up to the stands with a tired face, and she personally escorted the child to the ambulance. The child was badly injured, but she seemed to be hurting in her heart. After all, she was like this back then, and then she was repeatedly injured and finally retired. Moreover, so is her brother Sangwu.

Sang Shan looked at Li Kunpeng: "The children who play football are really great, and the parents who can send their children to play football are even greater!" ”

Li Kunpeng sighed: "If you knew that it was the child's parents who sued Qin Ying to the organizing committee and the Football Association, would you still think he was great." ”

Sang Shan was stunned for a while before he said: "I can see it, he can rush on the field to beat the child, which is enough to prove his character." ”

Li Kunpeng smiled: "Isn't it great?" ”

Sang Shan also sighed, shook her head and said no more.

Li Kunpeng patted her on the shoulder: "Football is a war, but also a business, everyone has it, it's just different." Our team is great! Come on, Mulberry Guide! I'll have to go to the council to discuss PR. ”

Sang Shan slapped Li Kunpeng's hand and turned his head to look at the game.

Li Kunpeng shrugged his shoulders and walked away quickly.

Wang Yihao, Yang Fanyuan and Tan Hairui were sitting in Tan Hairui's car, returning to Zhongya University, and Tan Hairui's mother, Mr. Liu, was driving.

The three guys were still talking about Xiong Yihan's serious injury, and Mr. Liu tried to change the topic many times, but they all failed, so he simply gave up and let them have a good chat.

Tan Hairui asked Wang Yihao for the Nth time: "Are you afraid?" ”

Wang Yihao replied for the Nth time: "I'm afraid, so the king will fall down as soon as he touches it." ”

Yang Fan couldn't interject, just blinked his eyes and became a loyal listener.

Tan Hairui finally asked a new question: "Is this the reason why you don't go to Spain?" ”

Wang Yihao shook his head: "The king told you that one day the king will go to Spain." ”

Tan Hairui shouted: "Wow." Are you afraid that you will go to Spain to play professionally? ”

Wang Yihao smiled: "Isn't it normal to be afraid?" Yi Sikai was also afraid of cockroaches, because he was injured by a cockroach and missed the Asian Junior Championship. ”

mentioned the secret of the Four Heavenly Kings of the National Youth League, Tan Hairui became even more energetic: "Have you played in the Asian Youth Championship? I haven't heard of it! Yi Sikai dodged the cockroach and was injured, hahaha......, next time we kick him, I will catch the bag cockroach first, scare him to death, they will have less core." ”

Wang Yihao rolled his eyes when he heard this: "The Asian Junior Championship played at the age of 9, the king wants to report to you?" ”

Tan Hairui looked at Wang Yihao as if he was looking at an alien: "9 years old? Then your starting point is not higher than my brother's! Hey, what the hell are you afraid of to come here to play campus football? ”

Wang Yihao rarely said so many things today: "Then why do you think your brother came to Wang on purpose?" ”

Tan Hairui didn't care, repeated: "Hey, what are you afraid of to come here?" ”

Yang Fanyuan was also curious: "You are afraid of injury, but you still insist that you want to go to Spain to play professionally, so why don't you play now?" ”

Wang Yihao clasped his hands around his chest, this is to refuse people thousands of miles away if he doesn't speak.

Teacher Liu hurriedly said: "Hai Rui, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, respect people's privacy." ”

Okay, Tan Hairui spread his hands, scratched his head, and pondered it himself.

Who knows, Wang Yihao actually spoke: "Wang encountered something more terrible. ”

Tan Hairui and Yang Fanyuan were stunned together: Is there something more terrible than a broken leg? Mom, seeing Xiong Yihan like that today, my heart is almost scared. The drama spirit actually said that there are even more terrible things!

Wang Yihao's tone suddenly sank: "Qin Ying has a reason why he has to play professionally, you don't, you have to give up as soon as possible." Football is cruel beyond your imagination! ”

Tan Hairui was the first to jump up: I'll rub it, this is a peer, it's like an adult training his grandson, you're too good at playing!

Tan Hairui shouted: "Then why don't you give up?" ”

Wang Yihao stopped reading the lines, and looked at Tan Hairui and Yang Fanyuan seriously: "I have a reason not to give up!" ”

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