"Eight hundred miles around Nanyue, seventy-two peaks, Huiyan is the head, and Yuelu is the foot."

Reading this, a tall and thin man squatting under the big camphor tree reading a book, squinted his small eyes, and laughed at himself: "No wonder I'm like this, I can't hide from football ...... here."

This is called Li Kunpeng, with a big name and a great reputation.

Haven't heard of it?

Well, Li Kunpeng's career is a little long away from now, and in the rare climax of that small wave of Chinese football, he is just a small splash.

Well, a small splash, a small splash that can be recorded in the history of Chinese football.

Well, you've found it online.

You read that right!

On that angular face, the lean man with a pair of squinting eyes is him, Li Kunpeng!

The most unlucky player in the history of Chinese football, known as "Brother Disbandment"!

His story, the classic interpretation of what is called, whoever can't be beaten will join whom, and whoever will be disbanded!

A small climax of Chinese football?!

Author: Are you sure there will be a lot of people who want to know about?

Well, it's no wonder, almost no one knows that in 2009, after the dissolution of the last team of his career, the Huizhou Shifang Team, Li Kunpeng retired and came to the middle school affiliated to Zhongya University at the foot of Yuelu Mountain to work as a physical education teacher and physical fitness coach of the table tennis team, for nearly ten years.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the playground in the distance, where his table tennis team members had just warmed up and were playing a game of chase.

His eyes quickly locked on to the skinny boy on the edge of the crowd, wearing a white Spanish jersey.

It's 2018, and Xingsha City at the end of August is still very hot, but the thin boy is armed to his teeth with wrist and patella bands, leg guards, and cricket socks, like an acrobat.

Yes, little boy playing football!

But relying on the table tennis team to participate in the warm-up before training, and relying on Li Kunpeng to accompany him to play football, it has been seven years!

Li Kunpeng suddenly grinned, remembering the past.

At first, Li Kunpeng was resistant, the memory of football was too cold!

He didn't want this child named Yang Fanyuan to warm up with the table tennis team, but the little guy was well-behaved and cute, and he had a true love for football, plus the little guy's sister Yang Jingcheng was training in the table tennis team of Zhongya High School, and Li Kunpeng was up to him.

Anyway, the players went to the stadium after the warm-up, where there was a professional table tennis coach, and they had to wait for the end of the 2-hour training before returning to the playground to be relaxed by Li Kunpeng.

After two hours of waiting, the bare cat was bored reading under the tree, occasionally glancing at the little guy and watching him play chasing the ball alone, his heart seemed to be a little warmer.

So in the first days, Yang Fanyuan was in the afterglow of Li Kunpeng's eyes, warmed up with the table tennis team, and then played ball alone, and when his sister's training was over, the two sisters and brothers went home together.

With Li Kunpeng's professional vision, it can be seen that Yang Fanyuan has football talent, but Li Kunpeng doesn't say it.

Kicking football, in China, where the difficulty is purgatory mode, even if you play as well as yourself, it's just hehe, don't miss others.

Sometimes Yang Fanyuan's parents would come to pick up their siblings and take them home. Li Kunpeng nodded and smiled out of politeness, and didn't ask why Xiao Fan was far from practicing table tennis with his sister.

The days passed day by day, and if it weren't for a certain time when Li Kunpeng's brain was hot, there would be no story between him and football.

Li Kunpeng put away his smile, and the players in the distance ended the game and began to line up, ready to go to the stadium to practice.

At this time, Yang Fanyuan's speed of bouncing the ball accelerated, and he also looked at Kunpeng with glowing eyes from time to time.

Li Kunpeng shook his head and laughed again.

He remembers vividly that on a sunny afternoon seven years ago, the table tennis players all went to the arena to practice, and his cat was reading under the tree, glancing at the playground from time to time.

This time, Yang Fan is far from alone, and his father, who is said to be a super fan, is also there. The two are kicking the wall.

Dad Yang looked like he had kicked a wild ball, and his movements were so shapeless that he couldn't be seen, but fortunately he didn't teach Yang Fanyuan how to kick.

Li Kunpeng put his mind at ease, and the two fathers and sons practiced happily like this.

Soon, a college student came, with Xiaoxiang University printed on the back of his jersey, wearing running shoes, thinking that he had come to practice long-distance running.

The small football field of Zhongya University is located on the edge of the table tennis hall, with a big palm and a long history, and it is usually used to warm up the table tennis team and pull physical fitness, and no one will come to play.

Now they still often go to the stadium to play football are basically adults, of course, they go to crowded places to play, lively, and someone can change themselves down to rest at any time!

It's good to sit on the sidelines, sweat, talk about the ball, and tease the baby!

Like Yang Fanyuan, who comes here to play football every day, first, he may have been cultivated since childhood and really loves football; Another possibility is that there is no time at home to care, anyway, my sister wants to practice table tennis, so I let my younger brother play ball casually, and the sister and brother go home together, how good!

The college students ran a few laps and saw the father and son practicing, and they were enthusiastic, so they had to demonstrate to Yang Fanyuan.

The college students kicked so-so, and the balls hitting the wall were all the kind of slight arcs kicked out by brute force, hitting the wall with a bang.

Compared with Dad Yang's soft arc, it is still much surging.

Xiao Fanyuan's face was full of excitement, and Li Kunpeng's face was full of unhappiness.

A child of a few years old, but it's not time to train your strength yet!

Dad Yang is a little bit of a dish, but he only accompanies and doesn't teach extremely correct, professional things have to be done by professional people!

Somehow, Li Kunpeng suddenly stood in front of the ball and showed N kinds of kicks that are suitable for children of a few years old.

Then, haha, Li Kunpeng, who swore goodbye to professional football, not only saw the dead face of the child, but also saw the stalking of Dad Yang's four-eyed Sven.

Since then, I have been on the thief ship of football again!

Dad Yang's reason is very simple, anyway, as a physical fitness coach, you have to wait for the players for two hours, wait for them to finish practicing, and then take them to relax and train, what are you not doing for these two hours, right?

My Yang Jingsheng's table tennis class is 150 an hour, and you accompany my Yang Fanyuan to play football, 300 for two hours!

Maybe my family fanyuan loves sports, so he joined the table tennis team!

Look at my Yang Jingsheng, that understanding and hard work, do you say that my family sail is far from being poor?

Li Kunpeng couldn't cry or laugh, I am a super main player in front of me, I want you to 300 yuan for two hours?!

Li Kunpeng didn't dare to say this, and it was too late to get rid of his professional player background.

I want your Yang Fan to go away to play table tennis?!

Besides, what do you mean by kicking and kicking and wanting to join the table tennis team, what about the logic, bullying me for not reading much?

My former teammate Zhang Ran and I are bookworms among the players!

Seeing that Li Kunpeng was unmoved, Dad Yang took out a unique job, sad and broken!

You know, interest is important, major is even more important!

It's just because I didn't have anyone to teach me, and I played blindly for 24 years, and I didn't get a goal!

Love, but can't find the right way, the more you chase, the farther away, the biggest pain in the world is nothing more than this!

Look, look in my sincere, mournful eyes!

My Yang Jingcheng likes table tennis, okay, send her to Zhongya High School.

It's not that I want her to be so good, it's just that I want her to learn to stick to what she likes, and at the same time, understand that what she likes must be done in the right way!

Who knew that my family Fan Yuan didn't like table tennis and liked football.

In the current football environment, we can't afford to send Dongguan Yongda Football School, and we don't dare to teach it.

You play so professionally, and you are the coach of Jing Li, this is a godsend, let Fanyuan play the right way to play, don't you teach our family Fanyuan is really good?

Dad Yang is really a god logic! Do what you like the right way! This is a bargain!

But I didn't tell you that I was a former main player in the Chinese Super League, so you know that I am professional?!

couldn't stand Dad Yang's brazenness, and Li Kunpeng left with tears.

Of course, whether it is Yang Dad's pit or Li Kunpeng who has long been preparing to jump into the pit depends on how the memoirs of the two people are written.

It's just that, since then, this stadium full of history has two more monkeys playing football, one is 1.88 meters lean monkey, and the other is also thin, growing from 1.1 meters to 1.6 meters.

Practice from 7 p.m. to 9 p.m. from Monday to Friday, and practice three times a day on Saturday and Sunday winter and summer vacations.

Thinking about the interesting past, Li Kunpeng grinned, put down the book, and prepared to take Yang Fanyuan to play football in the past.

"I've finally lost you! In the crowded crowd~" The mobile phone in his pocket sang loudly, Li Kunpeng became serious, this ringtone represents his former teammate and good friend Zhang Ran, and it is the only bond between him and professional football.

took out the mobile phone, the ringtone was interrupted, and then the WeChat video popped up, and Li Kunpeng connected hard.

"Hey! Kun, in the past week, Chinese football has been said to be the end of the world again, hey, the national youth is out, and the young players in the middle school league play referees...... I can't really expect reporters to say something good! Such an environment is like a fool who is engaged in Chinese football......"

Zhang Ran's cute fat face jumped out of the mobile phone screen, shouting like a machine gun, out of anger.

Li Kunpeng, who was originally cold-faced, looked at Zhang Ran's expression and couldn't help laughing: "Aren't you still engaged in children's happy football, the future father of Chinese football!" ”

"I'm eating mixed rice, you know, I'm overhead!"

"Mixed rice? You won't go to the Chinese League to be a coach when you eat mixed rice, you Shengqibao came out, and you are all mixed up in the national youth Super League coaching circle, just rely on your Shengqibao former deputy team, the head coach of the first-class team, don't you live? ”

"Go and hit someone! How can I talk to you about this, inform you of two things......"

"Bad news first!"

The two men clicked like machine guns.

Zhang Ran was about to make a big move, paused, and said word by word: "I sold you for a good price!" ”

Li Kunpeng was shot and fell to the ground: "Say." ”

"Qingchao has been engaged in a few sessions, and the effect is good, and now the above means that I want to make Qingchao a century-old brand and become bigger and stronger. Therefore, the whole country has implemented the youth training base and the national football characteristic demonstration school ......"

"To the point!" Li Kunpeng unleashes the interrupting technique.

"The point is that your principal has a big heart and wants to challenge the super boss of Chinese football! I happened to have a parent of a student who graduated from postdoctoral degree this year and applied for Zhongya University! Bring me your headmaster. ”

Li Kunpeng was half blooded, was hit hard, and fell to the ground groaning.

"That's selling me! Do you know how easy it has been for me all these years! Li Kunpeng stared at Zhang Ran and said fiercely, "Three breaths, if you don't tell the truth, you will break up!" ”

"One, two!" Zhang Ran counted slowly and leisurely, and then accelerated suddenly, "I said! I say! I'm scared of you, I'll ask you what you think, to be honest, it's a good thing! Didn't you just take a genius kid to your school for the past few years......"

"Fat uncle! Do you mean me? Yang Fanyuan poked his head out from Li Kunpeng's side.

Li Kunpeng suddenly emptied his blood, fell to the ground and groaned again, KO!