Sleep is a good thing, no matter how worrying you are during the day, you don't have to think about it, and sometimes, there will be something called a dream to bring some inexplicable surprises.

Since he dreamed of changing the protagonist, Li Kunpeng dreamed of those scenes of leading the team to win the World Cup, and the faces around him were not all Yang Fanyuan.

Sometimes it is Tan Hairui who saves penalties in a row, and after winning the championship, he chases people everywhere and asks, is it bull or not!

Sometimes it is Qin Ying who commands the defense to be impermeable, and his teammates kill the opponent with a long pass, and after winning the championship, he roars: "The king is in the north of the Central Plains, do you know it!" ”

Sometimes there is Yang Fanyuan, sometimes it is Ding Xunuo, but I have never seen Wang Yihao.

Tonight, I dreamed of leading the team to win the World Cup, looking for all the faces, but there was still no Wang Yihao.

Li Kunpeng did not give up, mobilized everyone to look everywhere, and finally, everyone jumped out of the wide square screen, and in the corner of the mysterious park, they saw Wang Yihao holding the gold cup high.

He raised his hands high and read the lines bitterly: "The king's champion, you can't give it!" No one can give it! ”

Li Kunpeng woke up suddenly, looked around in a panic, and only heard Qin Ying's long breathing.

It's a dream, Li Kunpeng tossed and turned, and it was difficult to sleep, but he refused to get up to get his mobile phone.

The mobile phone lies quietly on the table, as long as you reach out to get it, you can use it to pass the long night, but Li Kunpeng refuses to take it, just like countless sleepless nights in the past, Li Kunpeng opened his eyes and looked at the past like the moon.

At four o'clock in the morning, Xingsha City was disturbed by dreams, and there were many people who had no intention of sleeping.

There are junior high school students like Yuan Wangyan, in the name of studying, with a mobile phone, but secretly swiping their mobile phones all night.

He had just finished a game of battle, he was a little tired, and he was looking for some excitement and refreshment, and before dawn, he could fight a few more rounds.

If Li Kunpeng is here, he can still recognize it, this is the young man who was dragged by Lao Sang when he went to invite Lao Sang, the goalkeeper of Hewu Middle School, Yuan Wangyan.

Yuan Wangyan skillfully pulled the short video of Weishi, and soon, he found what he liked, the dynamic rhythm of the music in the headphones sounded, and his tired face began to shake with the music, grinning, hehele.

Yuan Wangyan continued to brush his eyes, and inadvertently swiped a set of football videos, squinted his eyes and looked, hey, the football team of Zhongya High School? Isn't this our Xingsha, isn't this school very good at table tennis, when will there be a football team?

He curiously went in and watched it, and then he was happy, hahaha, it turns out that the football game is so fun to edit, I'll go to learn tomorrow, hahaha.

Don't be too stupid with this number seven, what's the use of selling cuteness if you make a mistake, wahahaha, others are desperate to see the opponent score, you are blinking to celebrate the opponent's goal.

This No. 7 is here to be funny, right, I can't stand, I'll sell cute and wink, why don't you learn to act?

Oh, there are really people who learn to act, this No. 10 is also a fool, and he can act.

Hahaha, there are all the roaring Tianzun, you can win by roaring, what kind of team is this.

This free kick is beautiful! This, wait, why is this person so familiar?

Yuan Wang's eyes were completely sleepy, dragging repeatedly, watching the video, staring at No. 13's face, his memory began to recover, his hands and feet began to tense, and inexplicable hatred welled up in his heart.

It's him! The devil who poured me into a sieve for three consecutive years and made me scolded by the coach and my father, Ding Xunuo!

When Yuan Wangyan was in primary school, the Hewu Primary School football team led by him was in the same group with the Erya football team led by Ding Xunuo for three consecutive years in primary school.

As a goalkeeper, Yuan Wangyan can't remember how many times he acted as the background board for Ding Xunuo's free kick goal, but he remembers clearly how much he was scolded for it.

Hehe, he smoked at a young age and stayed up late to brush his mobile phone, Yuan Wangyan would not admit that he was losing to himself.

"Didn't you say that this idiot was tricked into taking drugs and ruined? How can he still play? Yuan Wangyan muttered to himself, seemingly very dissatisfied.

He began to brush quickly: "Number 13 is a drug cub!" ”

He brushed it four or five times in a row.

At the beginning, many people who were also staying up late scolded him, "Another fool who envy, jealousy, and hatred!" ”

Yuan Wang's eyes exploded, he sat up from the bed suddenly, and yelled: "You are such a fool! ”

The parents next door seemed to be alarmed, there was movement outside the door, Yuan Wangyan immediately turned off his mobile phone, lay down and pretended to be asleep, and shouted hatefully in his heart: "Drug addict, we're not done!" ”

Yuan Wangyan's mother opened the door, crept in, touched his head, why was he sweating so much? Poor kid, learning to play football is so stressful, I have a nightmare, tell the coach tomorrow, don't practice so hard.

After the long night, the student party office workers began to be busy, and the new day was another struggle and harvest.

Some night owls' mobile phones, finally crying for a long time, can be regarded as resting, scalding me to death.

However, the story of mobile phones doesn't end there.

Yang Fan was far away, and for the sake of the mobile phone, the father and son were entangled head-on for the first time.

"Dad! That round-faced little sister has a cell phone. Yang Fanyuan reiterated for the Nth time while eating breakfast.

Dad Yang ignored it and ate breakfast silently.

"I promise, just use your phone to study and watch football videos!" Yang Fanyuan observed Dad Yang's face, "Dad, you also know that I have to make up for my studies and football now, really, you can buy it for me!" I promise it won't work yet? ”

Yang Fanyuan blinked anxiously, wanting to reach out and shake Daddy Yang's arm.

Dad Yang quietly removed his hand and whispered: "Mobile phone and football, you can only choose one!" ”

"It's the same again! Since you were a child, you knew that you wanted me to choose, and you did it on purpose. You know I'm going to pick football! Yang Fanyuan shouted angrily.

Yang Jingcheng pouted: "I have chosen a mobile phone." ”

Yang Fanyuan looked at his sister sadly, you don't stand on my side.

"I lost so much during that time." Yang Jingcheng said calmly, "Adults also think that they can control themselves, but they sink. ”

Dad Yang coughed dryly, his face was slightly red, and he became excited: "You can choose a mobile phone, then give up football, I won't use my mobile phone to bet on your future!" ”

Yang Fanyuan was a little stunned, he couldn't understand this divine logic.

"Dad has watched the ball for 24 years, and he hasn't even gambled a meal. Brother, you have to die, if you want to choose a mobile phone, don't play football. Yang Jingcheng calmly concluded.

"That little sister's video is doing a great job, I don't believe you went to watch Weishi today! Why does the father agree, and the mobile phone is not the devil. Yang Fanyuan blinked his eyes and wanted to cry.

"The future depicted is very beautiful, wandering in it, maybe you can really find your true love, just like your sister's table tennis. However, you are my son, I will not gamble on your tomorrow with the future I envision in my mobile phone! Dad Yang blushed and said strongly.

Yang Fanyuan was about to bounce up, but was held down by the old lady.

Dad Yang continued: "I can't get out of the world on my phone!" Cub, I'm afraid, I'm not entangled in this matter at all, you really want to choose a mobile phone, I might as well support you to play professionally! ”

Yang Fanyuan was stunned, father and son on the topic of professional football, Yang's father expressed his position for the first time.

"If you want to watch the ball, I'll accompany you! But son, I'm not going to gamble on your future with my phone! "This time, Dad Yang was categorical and not entangled at all.