This was Zhang Jun's third day in France, and he woke up early in the morning. Because there was a problem that prevented him from sleeping peacefully.

Medical institutions in Belgium were reluctant to accept a patient like him because the risks of the operation were too high. Zhang Jun, who was helpless, had no choice but to find a French expert, Dr. Saiyang, who had twice operated on Ronaldo's knee, and looked at Ronaldo's performance in the Han Yu World Cup to know the level of Saiyang.

But after a comprehensive examination of Zhang Jun's injury, Saiyang only shook his head: "Your injury was not as serious as they said, if it were me, there was about 85% hope of healing at that time." However, for unknown reasons, it was delayed for a long time, which caused the injury to worsen and make it more difficult to heal. I can only guarantee about 50% hope in this situation, and ......" Saiyang looked at Zhang Jun who was sitting on the hospital bed, "and even if the ligament is successfully attached, it is very likely that you will not be able to continue playing football in the future, and the impact of this surgery on the flexibility and strength of your left ankle is permanent." ”

Saiyang knew what these words meant to a footballer, so he tried to keep his tone calm and not irritate Zhang Jun.

But Zhang Jun was still stimulated, and when he said this in China, he could think that it was because the medical level in China was not good enough. But in France, this Syleron doctor said the same thing to himself, and he had to seriously consider the seriousness of the problem.

I can't continue to kick the ball, I can't use my ankle as flexibly as before, and my left foot becomes like glass and shatters when touched...... What does this mean for Jun?

He could no longer enjoy the joy and all that football brought him, and he could only watch his former companions in the stands and in front of the TV as they thought to be running on the field. Zhang Jun can now more and more understand Ren Yudi's feelings when he gave up football.

"You can start by thinking hard about whether you need surgery." After the famous doctor told the truth, the rest was not his job. He turned around and said goodbye to the player from China.

Hua Fang looked at Zhang Jun worriedly: "Zhang Jun, you ...... How do you decide? ”

But Zhang Jun didn't answer her, he just grabbed the sheet fiercely, and clutched it hard, as if he wanted to tear it apart.

And his heart was clenched like this sheet.

With Sophie's help, he can already face what happened, but now it's not a question of not facing it, it's a matter of having to make a choice. For the future, for football, he has to make a choice. During the high school exam, whenever he encountered a multiple-choice question that he couldn't do, Zhang Jun would directly choose the option with the longest answer. I don't know why, but that's what he thinks is the right choice.

But these days, which answer is a little longer? Who can measure how a choice in the present can affect the future?

Zhang Jun can't, and neither can Sophie.

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Zhang Jun turned his head to look out the window, the morning outside Paris was beautiful, and the sunlight poured into the room through the thin morning mist, flowing softly in front of his eyes.

But he didn't have the heart to appreciate what was in front of him.

Yesterday, he didn't give Sister Hua an answer, nor did he give himself an answer.

Surgery is half the hope of success, and it may not be possible to return to the previous state after treatment. Because of an injury, there are not many players who can't find their form at all after coming back, and thus sink. But Zhang Jun doesn't want to be one of them, not that he really cares about titles like "Hope of Chinese Football", but that he still wants to continue to play happily, and he can't bear everything on this green field.

Zhang Junshi was frustrated and wanted to give up football when he was just injured, but now he has a noticeable difference. He is so hesitant and so forward-looking, not because he is cowardly, but because he cares too much about football, which is why he is so cautious.

Sophie's slap really worked!

Sophie...... Sophie!

Zhang Jun took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Sophie. How nice it would be if you were by my side, Sophie. When I'm bored and want to talk, you are the listener. When I was helpless, I was comforted by your smile. When I was discouraged and wanted to give up, there was your whisper...... No, there is your slap as encouragement.

But today this question. What should I choose? Sophie, tell me, tell me which one to choose?

Zhang Jun finally didn't dial the number, he just clutched his phone and asked himself over and over again in his heart.

But at this time, his mobile phone rang, and it was Sophie calling. What a coincidence! Is there telepathy between them?

Zhang Jun hesitated for a moment before answering the phone tremblingly: "Hey, Sophie? ”

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Finally hearing Zhang Jun's voice again, which made Sophie excited. These days, she has been forcing herself not to think about Zhang Jun and not to call Zhang Jun. But how futile this effort seemed to be under the thoughts of the two. For more than two weeks, Sophie discovered one thing, it turned out that she loved Zhang Jun so much, and it was extremely difficult and cruel for her to leave Zhang Jun, and this kind of spiritual alienation made her can't help but burst into tears whenever she was dead at night.

Obviously, he hardened his heart and said that he wanted to alienate Zhang Jun, for the sake of his strength and his future, it was himself who surrendered in the end. I took the initiative to call him, just to listen to his voice, his breathing.

"It's me, Zhang Jun." Sophie took a deep breath, trying to calm her excitement.

"You, why did you call?" Apparently Zhang Jun was a little surprised, after that incident, he thought that Sophie would ignore him for a long time.

"I ......" was asked by Zhang Jun, and Sophie really didn't know how to answer. You can't just say "I miss you", can you? How embarrassing that is! It's all to blame on Zhang Jun, asking such an idiotic question! Sophie blamed Zhang Jun in her heart.

"I've read the newspaper, and I know everything about you over there." Not knowing how to answer, Sophie had to divert the subject.

Zhang Jun was nervous for a while, Sophie wouldn't blame him again, right? "Listen to me, Sophie. Here's the thing...... It's not what they say......" Zhang Jun didn't know what the domestic media said, but he explained it first.

"Zhang Jun, you ...... Do you still care about the slap I give you? ”

"I ...... This ......"

"I know you must still be resentful of me, right?"

"Nope! I don't, I don't resent you......" Zhang Jun hurriedly denied it.

"Listen to me. In that case, the other girls will definitely hold you, comfort you, and give you encouragement, right? But I was really angry and anxious at the time, and I didn't take into account your psychological feelings at that time, and I apologize to you! Sophie took the phone and bowed deeply.

"Don't, don't!" And Zhang Jun hurriedly waved his hand as if Sophie was right in front of him.

"I shouldn't be so self-centered, I shouldn't ignore your feelings...... I'm really not a qualified girlfriend. You've suffered so much, but I'm selfish and only want you to play, I'm really ......" Sophie couldn't go on, because she was a little choked, and she was afraid that if she didn't stop, she would really hold the phone and cry like that.

"Nope! Sophie, you don't have to apologize to me. Zhang Jun could finally interject.

He touched his cheek, which had just been beaten hard by Sophie more than two weeks ago.

This slap really hurts, especially when I'm so depressed, you don't comfort me, but hit me, I really hurt...... But I know that no matter how much pain I have, I can't compare to one-tenth of yours, and my pain can be shared by everyone through the news media. And your pain can only be buried deep in your heart, no one to give you flowers, no one to fold a thousand paper cranes to pray for you, not even your best friend to confide in. What if you can't take it anymore?

"Listen to me, I didn't take your feelings into account. In the past, I always wanted to rely on you, Yang Pan, Qiu Zhi, and Sister Hua...... I rely on so many people that I really need to read, and I need to face it alone. I was still worrying about the surgery. Now I finally have the answer: I love football and I want to keep playing. Because of this, even if the success rate of the surgery is only half of the time, even if there is only one percent hope of recovery after the surgery, I am willing to undergo the surgery. There are some things that you need to fight for. ”

"You, have you really decided, Zhang Jun?"

"Hmm!" Zhang Jun nodded heavily, and breathed a sigh of relief, and finally made a decision. I wanted to break my head just now, but now I found that it wasn't a big deal, and it was good that the knot in my heart was untied. "I don't want people to say that the person Sophie likes is a coward, and I have to work hard to get back on the football pitch."

Sophie smiled lightly: "No matter what decision you make, I support it." I'll be on your side praying for you, Jun Zhang. ”

Hearing Sophie's laughter, Zhang Jun's mood also relaxed. His emotions seem to be made for Sophie, Sophie is happy, he is happy, Sophie is sad, he is sad. But in the same way, Sophie is like this, when Zhang Jun finally writes the answer on this multiple-choice question, whether it is correct or not, Sophie can breathe a sigh of relief.

This road is chosen by Zhang Jun himself, no matter whether it is rugged or not, no matter how difficult and dangerous, no matter how far she can go, she Sophie will accompany Zhang Jun and go down with him, without looking back, without regrets, without stopping.

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When Hua Fang appeared in Zhang Jun's hospital room, Zhang Jun was looking out the window intently. Hua Fang thought that Zhang Jun was attracted by some special scenery, so she followed Zhang Jun's gaze, but she didn't see anything special there except for the lush foliage and dazzling sunlight. It's been like this outside the window for so many days, why did Zhang Jun become interested in it today?

"Sister Hua, I have decided to undergo surgery." This is Zhang Jun's answer, when he said this, he was still looking out the window, he was not admiring any scenery, he was yearning, yearning to return to the vast world as soon as possible.

He is a dragon, and this white miserable ward does not belong to him.

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Saiyang looked at this brave Chinese lad. "Have you really thought it through? Are you willing to take all the risks that come with surgery, even the possibility of not being able to play football again? He asked.

Zhang Jun smiled and nodded.

Zhang Jun on the court came back at this moment. He smiled and played, smiled and received cheers, and of course smiled at the elusive future.

Saiyan couldn't understand what made this young man so courageous all at once, two days ago he was vacillating about his future choices, but today he could smile and say that he was willing to undergo surgery. You know, Ronaldo once hugged his injured leg and cried in pain.

When an athlete faces this kind of injury that can affect his life, different people will behave differently, the cowardly will retreat and be afraid, while the brave person will not arrogantly shout "I can" and "I am not afraid", but calmly accept the fate that is pressing on him, even if it is so unfair.

And Zhang Jun belongs to the latter.

Saiyang smiled: "Okay. Tomorrow morning, we start. Have a good night's sleep. ”

Yes, after making such a choice, Zhang Jun can finally get a good night's sleep, and then when he wakes up, he already has two healthy legs and runs on the green field to his heart's content.

It was a wonderful dream.

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Hua Fang stood at the door of the operating room, watching with some concern as Zhang Jun was pushed into the operating room, until the moment the door closed, she could still see Zhang Jun giving her a thumbs up and smiling.

After this operation, I don't know what kind of Zhang Jun we can see?

The river of time may diverge here, but no one knows where it will go.

……

There is laughter, there is sorrow, there is much waiting, at the juncture when you will inevitably burst into tears, raise your head and don't sigh, Don't be sad, you are greeted by a pair of warm hands, in yesterday's wound there is still a little pain, if that is the case, you have to appear calm, straighten your chest, continue a new dream to fight for the future, all your glory, the road to re-trek is far away, you have to take care of yourself, just in the minute when you feel most tired, you will hear the victory trumpet, the stormy night is very cold, the blood boils, when the morning dawn, you sing loudly to all the people who love you, win, you will win everything, in the future you are like a proud warrior with your head held high towards the crowd, the most painful realization also makes you extremely happy, tomorrow is the future, and you have more expectations……

(Man Wenjun, "The Future of the Future")

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Adrianse can finally breathe a sigh of relief for a while, because Zhang Jun has finally undergone surgery, and regardless of the final result of the operation, he finally has a new beginning. He can also put all his energy into the team.

Warrendam have suffered consecutive blows on all fronts in the last month or so, because the team has been too excited some time ago, and the team has not been able to keep up with the overly frequent schedule in terms of physical reserves. Warrendam is also a small club, unable to use the rotation system to reasonably distribute physical strength like a big club, and the difference between the substitute and the main strength is relatively large, all of which makes Adrianse can only let the main lineup be carried hard.

But it just so happens that this month is the so-called "devil's schedule", not only the schedule is dense, but the opponents are not weak. Warrendam played seven games in 16 days, three of them against Ajax and Feyenoord, and twice against Ajax, the league and the Dutch Cup. And in these seven games, Warrendam has only achieved a poor record of one win, two draws and four losses. After being eliminated from the UEFA Cup, the Dutch Cup also came to a halt in the quarterfinals.

All this annoyed the team's owner, Horns, and the team's poor record will directly affect his financial interests. This is absolutely not allowed, and he has already warned Adrianse, as the head coach, that such a thing as Zhang Jun's injury cannot happen again. A player from a club, who receives the highest salary from the club, but suffers such a serious injury when he returns to China to compete, and the club has to pay for his treatment, has the club reaped any benefits in the end?

"I'm a professional club, not a sanatorium!" Horns yelled, but Adrianse forgot all about his as soon as he went out.

Zhang Jun, treat it well, it's not a big deal.

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Van Basten took one last glimpse at the TV, then got up and turned it off, picked up the tactical board on the desk, opened the office door and walked out.

The lads in the Ajax youth team are still waiting for him as a manager. You can't always focus on that Chinese boy, otherwise, those people will be jealous, haha!

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“…… The latest progress in Zhang Jun's treatment, Zhang Jun finally agreed to the advice of the famous French expert Cyanon and accepted the treatment. He was wheeled into the operating room at nine o'clock this morning local time. Dr. Saiyang said it was a rather challenging surgery with high risks, but it was the only way for Zhang Jun to recover. The surgery will take a long time, and we can only hope here that Zhang Jun will have a successful operation and can return to the court as soon as possible. Here's the news from international football......"

The people eating in the cafeteria all looked at the four TVs hanging above them, and I don't know who turned them all on to the loudest, so they could still hear the sound in the noisy cafeteria.

But then again, who is going to make a big noise when the news is airing? The cafeteria was unusually quiet, and the sound of the TV was a little too loud.

In the cafeteria, some people applauded, some whistled, and some people applauded.

Sophie sat in her seat, her roommate touching her hard and asking her to look up at TV, but she still just looked down at the table, her hand holding the spoon trembling slightly, and the spoon tapping lightly on the lunch box.

Did you see that? Zhang Jun, everyone is cheering you on! Just like when you're on the pitch......

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Li Yan and dozens of Chinese colleagues are still waiting at the entrance of the hospital, and Zhang Jun has been in the operating room for three hours.

No one saw how he got into the operating room, how he behaved, was he nervous? Or regret it? Or is it pain? If this shot can be filmed, it will definitely be a scene that can enter the classic moment of Chinese sports.

But no matter what, he went in anyway. has known Zhang Jun for almost two years, and he knows this child too well. He was able to make this decision, I'm afraid it was Sophie's credit, right? Thank you, Sophie, for saving the whole of Chinese football.

"Eat?" Wang Hua handed him a hamburger, and he himself held a can of Coke in his hand.

Li Yan took the hamburger and bit off most of it in one bite. He had been waiting here since early in the morning, and he hadn't even eaten breakfast, and he was already hungry.

But while eating lunch, his eyes never left the gate of the hospital, as if hoping that he would see Zhang Jun coming out of the hospital in the next second, he threw away his crutches, took a steady step, and waved and smiled at everyone......

"You're worried about him?" Wang Hua asked.

"Aren't you worried?"

"Worried." Wang Hua took a sip of Coke, "But I always hold on to the hope that he will be able to stand up again." Do you know? Li Yan, I really appreciate you. ”

"Why, why do you say that all of a sudden?" Li Yan was a little at a loss by Wang Hua.

"If you hadn't dragged me to Warrendam to interview them, I don't know what I'm doing. No matter what I'm doing, I'm never going to have any good memories of more than a year. When I stood in the stands of Veronica and saw Zhang Jun scoring one goal after another, listening to those cheers, I really thanked you. You are the one who has given me hope. ”

Li Yan looked up at Wang Hua, this brother who grew up together and wore a pair of pants, his expression was not joking.

"Humph!" Li Yan smiled, he bowed his head and said, "I am the one who should say thank you." If you hadn't dragged me to see the Dutch league game, I would have taken a completely different path than I have now, looking at the garbage in the domestic league every day and having a headache about what kind of news to write to cheat wages. But now...... It's good to meet him......"

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"Great! That's great! Come and see, finally have surgery! A group of student-looking people gathered around, one of whom was holding a newspaper.

"It's been so long, and now I can finally rest assured!"

"However, the doctor said that the surgery was risky......

"Stupid! Which surgery is risk-free? Besides, Zhang Jun is a big star who came out of our dawn, there must be no problem! ”

……

Liang Ke stood alone on the court, he stepped on the football, it was time to train, but he didn't see any players on the field.

Liang Ke looked in the direction of the lounge again, where there seemed to be a heated discussion.

"Hey! You guys come out for me! Train! He threw a long-range shot hard at the door of the lounge, and the ball hit the wall next to the door with a cheerful sound.

"Oh!!" The players rushed out of the house.

"Oops! Lao Liang is so anxious. Wait, I'm reading this last paragraph......" The person with the newspaper didn't seem to want to leave, but he was pulled out by a beautiful girl: "Hurry up, Xiaoqiang!" The coach is in a bad mood these days, be careful of being punished by him for running laps! ”

"I warn you, don't call me that!"

"Humph! The warning is invalid! You've been called this since you were a child, and you're still shy? ”

The two ran away noisily, and the room was quiet again. The newspaper lay quietly on the table, with the news of Zhang Jun's surgery.

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Kaka stood up from the bench, and the Italian journalist Andre Kaliani, who interviewed him, also stood up and shook hands with Kaka, "Thank you very much for speaking to Sport and congratulations again to AC Milan on winning the league title this season. ”

Kaka smiled and replied, "That's the credit of the whole team." I heard that you originally planned to do such an interview for Zhang Junye, right? ”

"Ah, yes. However, because he was injured, the plan was put on hold. ”

"Well, when he's better, I'll help you get in touch."

"That's great! Speaking of which, he finally underwent surgery, and there was a lot of delay in the middle, so I really don't know if he can ...... it again."

Kaka interrupted Andrea's concerns: "No problem. You can now think about the questions you need to meet. That kid, he can stand up. ”

Andre later remembered that when Kaka said this, he was looking at the sunset in the distance, which was the direction of the west, France.

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Despite the fact that Yang Pan has learned to cook some simple meals through practice and after countless failures, today he decided to go to the "chinachina" restaurant because he is happy today.

Jang Jun finally entered the operating room, which is a cause for celebration anyway.

After entering the door, I said hello to the bearded store manager, and then sat down in the seat reserved for him.

Yilan put the menu in front of Yang Pan a little hard, he rarely comes these days, and he finally saw the last time, how can he be embarrassed not to be "enthusiastic"? "What do you want, sir?" The tone is really the same as before, the "gentleness" of the profession, and at the same time a hint of "kindness" that can only be found for Yang Pan.

"Black pepper steak, seven ripe, one serving macaroni. Thank you. Yang Pan didn't look at the menu, but closed it and pushed it back in front of Yilan, then looked up and smiled.

This smile surprised Yilan, as long as Yang Pan came, the two would never give each other any good looks.

"Okay, okay, sir, wait a minute." Elan picked up the menu and hurried back.

"Did he take the wrong medicine today?" Yilan put the menu in front of her father, then turned her head to look at Yang Pan's back and said.

"What's wrong?" Dad asked.

"He smiled at me when I ordered food just now......

"Huh? Well, that's a bit weird...... "Dad said thoughtfully, touching his bushy chin.

Yang Pan was cutting steak, and the bearded man sat across from him. "You seem happy."

Yang Pan looked up at the beard, and then put the knife and fork down. Although his relationship with his daughter is a bit strange, and he always has awkward encounters, he still has a good relationship with the store manager. "How do you know?"

"Intuition." The bearded man pointed to his head, and then he picked up a newspaper and pointed to a piece of news on it that "Zhang Jun was treated" and asked Yang Pan: "Is it because of him?" ”

Yang Pan smiled: "I didn't expect a man's intuition to be so powerful." Want to hear my story with him? ”

……

"I can't believe there are so many stories between him and that person." Yilan looked at Yang Pan's back as he went out and said.

"Kaka was a high school classmate with them, no wonder he invited Kaka to come to us for dinner that day. In that case, hehe! The bearded man must have thought of how to use the news to attract customers to dinner.

"It turns out that he smiled at me because of Zhang Jun's treatment......" Yilan muttered to herself, but she didn't know why she was a little disappointed.

Why is he happy not because of me?

The door was closed and opened again, and a few guests entered.

"Yilan, there's a guest coming...... Dad was going to ask his daughter to greet the guests, but he turned his head to see that his daughter's eyes were just looking in the direction of the gate in a daze, ignoring everything else.

The bearded man sighed and took the menu himself and walked to the guests who had just entered.

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The ball was passed to the feet of Yang Pan, who was now twenty-five metres away from the goal, and he stopped the ball...... He shot from distance! ”

“goooooooooooooooooooal！！ Like a cannonball, the football got through the door of Lecce! In the thirty-second minute of the first half, Yang Pan equalized the score for Bologna!! ”

After scoring his third goal of the season, Yang Pan didn't run wild to celebrate. He just stood there and yelled, and then he was surrounded by delighted teammates.

Yang Pan roared again! This is the roar of heavy artillery! He's been in great form lately! ”

The stands erupted in even louder cheers: "Yang Pan! Yang Pan!! Yang Pan!! ”

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At the Kuala Lumpur International Airport, there are many reporters at the exit, many Malaysian reporters and more Chinese reporters. They have the same goal: the Chinese Olympic team.

Here they will take on their final opponent in the Olympic qualifiers, the Malaysian Olympic team, in their final qualifying match. Prior to this, in Changsha, China had already obtained the Olympic ticket in advance. Even so, this team is just as watchful because they are the team that has been hailed by the media as the "future of Chinese football", and each of their performances is likely to determine the "future of Chinese football".

These reporters are just going to keep their eyes open to their performances and then sketch out a picture of the future of Chinese football.

After waiting for nearly an hour, all the members of the Chinese Olympic team finally appeared in front of reporters wearing red T-shirts.

The reporters who were waiting hard swarmed up, and the airport security guards suddenly pushed the frenzied group of reporters back hand in hand. Despite this, one microphone after another reached in front of the mouth of the national Olympic team.

Li Yongle, as the core of the midfield and the number one star of the current national Olympic team, has naturally been the most sought after and taken care of.

"May I ask Li Yongle, what do you think of this match? There was an analysis before the game that you would have reservations. ”

"No, we're going to give it our all and fight for victory."

"There are rumours that you will be playing abroad after the Athens Olympics and a number of foreign clubs have expressed interest in you......"

"I haven't thought much about it at the moment, I just want to play well at the Olympics. More on that later. Then Li Yongle struggled to squeeze through the crowd and followed the team towards the bus. He wasn't very good at dealing with reporters, and being surrounded by reporters seemed like torture to him.

But there was another reporter who shouted in the back: "Can you express your opinion on Zhang Jun's surgery?" ”

Li Yongle paused slightly, then lowered his head and walked on the bus.

"Hey! It's a hassle to be popular! Xiang Tao sighed in the tone of Li Yongle's speech.

Li Yongle looked at Xiang Tao and didn't say anything. Then he "casually" found an empty seat and sat down—he sat next to Xiang Tao. This made Xiang Tao a little surprised, he thought that Li Yongle was angry and wanted to come to him for trouble. But Li Yongle just sat next to him and still didn't say a word.

Xiang Taowei shouted: "Your surname...... I'm worried that Zhang Jun will show it, is there anything to be shy about? ”

Li Yongle glared at Xiang Tao, his call made him and Zhang Jun seem to be in love with the same surname. "Aren't you worried? I see you smiling all day long. ”

Xiang Tao shook his head nonchalantly: "I'm not worried, I'm not worried at all, I've never been worried." ”

"No kidding!"

"I'm not kidding, I'm serious." I didn't expect to see Xiang Tao's serious expression, Li Yongle thought that there was no hope in this life.

"Injuries are something that happens to any player, no matter how severe. I think since it is called the 'hope of Chinese football', if he can't get through it, then he won't be able to shoulder this future and hope. In other words, he will definitely be able to get back on his feet, because he is the future, he is the hope, he is the one who makes us all have some kind of expectation. ”

Li Yongle was stunned, "Let everyone have some kind of expectation." Yes, Zhang Jun's stupid boy really made me look forward to something.

However, there seems to be something wrong...... "Huh? That's a good thing, it makes sense to say it from anyone's mouth, but how did it come out of your mouth? Li Yongle asked Xiang Tao in some surprise.

Xiang Tao pouted: "Look down on me!" I said you better think about your business first! We're all clubs to play for, and you're the only one who has no home. Where are you going after the Olympics? Rumors are flying outside. ”

Li Yongle smiled: "That kind of thing is for Zhang Jun and Yang Pan's agents to help me, I don't care." I just want to play the game in front of me now. ”

"A Malaysian team needs you to give it your all?"

"yes, I don't have a lot of chances, so if I don't catch them, it's going to be a bit difficult to stay in shape." Li Yongle stood up because the bus had already arrived at the hotel where they were staying.

"I'll pray for Malaysians......" Xiang Tao made a gesture with his hands together.

Li Yongle, who got out of the car, was once again "besieged" by reporters.

"May I ask Li Yongle, what do you think of this match? There was an analysis before the game that you would have reservations. ”

"There are rumours that you will be playing abroad after the Athens Olympics and a number of foreign clubs have expressed interest in you. Is this true? ”

"Can you give me an opinion on Zhang Jun's surgery?"

……

"Hey! It's a hassle to be popular! Seeing Li Yongle surrounded by reporters, Xiang Tao sighed and walked into the hotel with his luggage.

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Three days later, the Chinese Olympic team defeated the Malaysian Olympic team 2:0 away and entered Athens with a complete victory. When the news reached China, fans across the country were naturally jubilant again.

In that game, Qiu Suhui sent more than half of the substitutes, but Li Yongle still played the full 90 minutes. Although he didn't score, he proved with two assists that the core of the midfield of the Olympic Games is not for nothing, not only assists, but also his lateral interceptions in the midfield and deep passes in the direction of the Malaysians in the middle of the field did not take advantage of the slightest advantage, and many of their attacks were forced to stop in front of the midfield defense organized by Li Yongle as soon as they pushed past the middle circle. So much so that later Malaysia had to play their worst long-pass punch hanging, and the result can be imagined.

After this game, some media gave Li Yongle a nickname: Commander.

The meaning of this nickname is very clear, Li Yongle is China's brain, the command tower, the core, and the engine. This shows how high he is now in the national fan and media.

When celebrating the Chinese Olympic team's second Olympic football final after 16 years, he made people forget Yang Pan, who scored in Serie A, and Zhang Jun, who was treating a leg injury.

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