On the high-speed train back to Shencheng, Liu Chuanfeng sat there in a state of confusion.

In this short half day, the news he received almost overturned his outlook on life that he had formed over the past ten years.

I thought my father was just a cowardly man who was timid and fearful, despicable and shameless, but I didn't expect him to be so strong back then!

For more than ten years, it turned out to be for the safety of their mother and son.

Liu Chuanfeng's lingering hatred for Liu Jianping is gradually fading.

Now he can't tell what kind of feelings he has for this strange and mysterious man, pitiful? Hateful?

Hou Ye and Huang Mao, who were sitting next to him, saw that Liu Chuanfeng was in a bad mood, and they didn't bother him. The two of them looked at the people in the carriage boredly.

Today is the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, and some diligent migrant workers and migrant workers can't wait to start returning to work.

Hou Ye stretched his neck to look left and right, and did not find the beauty he was interested in in the carriage, sighed, and leaned on the chair in disappointment.

"Hey, Brother Huangmao, do you think the senior brother and the big-breasted sister have returned to the club?"

"I guess it's hanging, Brother Yao said that the holiday will be on the fifteenth day of the first month, and there will be more than a week left. Who has nothing to do to go back so early. Huang Mao fiddled with his phone and said.

He's now hooked on a mobile game, he's got a lot of money, and the little salary he gets from the club has gone up.

Hou Ye smiled and patted his bulging package: "Brother Yao must be lonely alone in the club, right?" You said that I brought him so many delicious things, would he be moved to send me a big red envelope? ”

"Brother Yao sent you a red envelope? You're blinded by lard, aren't you? He is the kind of poor B who picks the door, and you expect him to send you red envelopes...... The last time he went out to dinner with me, he asked me to borrow change to buy drinks, can you believe it? ”

After Huang Mao finished speaking, he threw his phone on the table, looked at his watch, and there were still a few hours before he arrived in Shencheng, and he was looking forward to it!

In just a few months, club life was full of freshness and excitement, completely different from his nearly twenty years of wandering, and he now misses the atmosphere of the club. The arrogant and funny elder brother, the beautiful and generous big-breasted sister, the humorous and funny kohlrabi, the taciturn mango, the serious Long Aotian, and the well-behaved and lovely Su Can...... Brother Yao, who picks the door...... Everyone has a vivid image, and when they are grouped together, they become a chorus of melody and twists.

Huang Mao was in a daze there, and the Hou Ye was catten himself for a while, and then he couldn't sit still:

"Brother Huang Mao, you said that after the senior brother retires, will the two of us be able to become official team members?"

Huang Mao glanced at him: "What level do you have, don't you have a little pressure in your heart?" Our current strength is a big difference when we are a sparring partner! Still a regular team member, you are dreaming of you! ”

Hou Ye smiled: "To be a man, you still have to have a dream, what if it comes true?" ”

Liu Chuanfeng, who had been silent, suddenly said: "Actually, your talent is not bad, if you can train hard for a few months, there is no problem in playing in the league." ”

Huang Mao and Hou Ye were stunned,

"You, are you kidding us?" Huang Mao cautiously probed. How could Liu Chuanfeng suddenly say such unreliable words?

Liu Chuanfeng didn't answer, clasped his hands to his chest, and looked out the window silently.

Seeing him like this, he was really not joking, and they had never seen him joking.

Liu Chuanfeng looked at the scenery flashing quickly outside the window, and said indifferently: "Come on, our goal this year is to win the league championship!" ”

Huang Mao and Hou Ye looked at each other, is this guy overly sad and insane? Now that the Glory Club is suffering from internal and external troubles, and it is difficult to relegate, you actually told us that you want to win the championship?

At this moment, an innocent little girl suddenly stood in front of their seats.

"Excuse me, you, are you Liu Chuanfeng?"

The little girl asked softly, glancing at Liu Chuanfeng with a shy expression.

Liu Chuanfeng turned his head and looked at her indifferently: "I am." ”

"Wow, you're Liu Chuanfeng?" The little girl clapped her hands excitedly and shouted happily to her companions in the distance: "Hey, he is Liu Chuanfengye!" ”

Immediately, two more young girls ran over quickly, and judging by their outfits, they should be middle school students.

"Liu Chuanfeng, you are Liu Chuanfeng?"

"Sign me Liu Chuanfeng, I'm your fan!"

"Can I take a picture with you?"

……

A few little girls chattered, as if a big star had suddenly come to the carriage, causing the surrounding passengers to keep poking their heads out to watch.

Seeing Liu Chuanfeng being surrounded by several beautiful little girls taking photos and taking selfies, Hou Ye coughed twice unwilling to be lonely:

"Well, we're also official members of Team Glory!"

……

"Hey, Liu Chuanfeng, you are more handsome than the photos on the Internet!"

"Wow, you're so tall and have slender hands, do you know how to play the piano?"

Hou Ye's pale explanation was like a lonely boat, drowning in the warm sea of the girls without a trace.

"Ladies and gentlemen, ahead is the terminal station of this train, Shencheng Station, please pack your luggage and prepare to get off the train......"

The train horn heard the sound of the attendant, and the saxophone performance of "Go Home" began to play.