Zhang Mingyu patted his head and came up with the idea that the "Outside" plan was implemented very smoothly, and before the "Sports Weekly" could react, it had already occupied the entire Changsha newsstand, and then their "Outside" was transported by car, train, and plane to all parts of the province, and finally achieved their goal of spreading newspapers all over South China for the first time since the establishment of the newspaper...... In short, this issue of theirs is a big sell!

When Li Liangcai sent back to the office the interview with Chu Zhongtian that Abel had excerpted from the "Sun", Qu Heng also planned to send out this "genuine" interview, and at the same time insinuated that "Century New Sports" disregarded professional ethics, fabricated nonsense, and grandstanding.

But I didn't expect the editor in charge to compare the two interviews and find that they were almost the same, except for some differences, after all, it is impossible for Chinese journalists and British journalists to ask the same questions, and they look at things from different angles. But in some basic details, it's exactly the same!

This discovery caught Qu Heng off guard.

He personally reviewed the two interviews and compared them together, and found that in the answers to many questions, the difference between the two interviews was only in some textual expressions, and the basic meaning was the same...... You must know that the interview with "The Sun" was translated and sent by Li Liangcai as soon as he got it, and the interview of "Century New Sports" was a day ahead of them, and more than a day earlier than that of "The Sun...... What does this mean? By this time, the fools knew that "Century New Sports" was not publishing fake news, and their interview was not the one Xu Xiaodi came up with while sitting in the room and patting his head. It's a genuine interview...... In this way, their own newspaper will only pick up people's teeth and wisdom when they put the interview on it, and a discerning person can see that they are too similar at a glance, and maybe they will also suspect that the king of China's comprehensive sports newspapers, "Sports Weekly", is a plagiarized "Century New Sports".

At that point, the problem will be bigger.

Qu Heng slammed his fist on the table.

In this battle, his "Sports Weekly" lost, and it was defeated very badly.

※※※ All this is only because a Chinese student named "Chu Zhongtian" scored a goal in the third round of the English FA Cup, helping the team eliminate the League One team and was also voted the best of the match. Xu Xiaodi finally determined the name of this "chu_zhongtian" to Chu Zhongtian, because he asked Chu Zhongtian himself and got a definite answer.

Thanks to the well-developed Internet, the newspaper, which was only sold in southern China, was soon on the Internet, and the interviews were reprinted by major portals, football forums, and even many websites that have nothing to do with football, and the mysterious goalscorer has been dubbed "the best Chinese player in the history of playing in England" by netizens.

Their reasoning is simple and simple, but it is impossible to refute: "Becoming the first Chinese player ever to score in the FA Cup, and the first Chinese player in history to be voted the best Chinese player in the FA Cup, isn't this the best Chinese player in the history of playing in England?" ”

Due to the defeat in the 2002 World Cup, the public's enthusiasm for football in China has decreased, and the Asian Cup held in China has rekindled everyone's interest in football, and the emergence of Chu Zhongtian is in line with the public's expectations for heroes - when Chinese football is getting worse and worse, there is always hope that there can be such a person, who can bring some comfort to Chinese fans in distant Europe, with his outstanding performance.

Chu Zhongtian was born according to the will of God, and was born as an international student, an amateur player, the best player in the FA Cup, and the first Chinese player to score in the FA Cup...... and so on, and other legendary identities appeared in front of the public. It piqued everyone's curiosity and interest.

Perhaps the response of the traditional media is still relatively slow, but the Internet has turned the world upside down for this new amateur player.

Countless forums and QQ groups are discussing this recently popped up "Chu Zhongtian". Everyone is frantically searching for all information related to him on the Internet.

Chu Zhongtian revealed some personal information when he was interviewed, Xu Xiaodi for the reason of his commitment to him, and to maintain a certain degree of mystery, so as to attract more readers, did not put all those personal information on it when compiling, but just said that he was from Sichuan, and had received ten years of professional training in the football class and football school of the Children's Palace, and had won the runner-up of the National Youth Football Championship with the team.

And powerful netizens launched a human flesh search based on these contents.

Netizens in the famous online community Maopu even claimed that there was enough of this information, and there was nothing in the world that could not be exposed under their powerful human flesh search engine.

When Xu Xiaodi and Chu Zhongtian were chatting, they just thought that if they didn't reveal too much personal information in the interview, they would definitely be able to let his parents know the fact that his son had become famous later.

But they must not have expected such a powerful cyber in China...... In less than a day, all his detailed information was exposed—name, birthday, height, weight, ID number, parents' names, parents' jobs, parents' ages, home addresses, home phone numbers, high schools he attended, classes he attended, high school final exam transcripts, names of high school class teachers, high school principals, and who was the director of instruction...... As long as there is information that exists in this society, almost nothing is hidden, and all of it is present in the face of powerful human flesh searches.

So when enthusiastic netizens knew Chu Zhongtian's home address and phone number, the paper finally couldn't contain the fire...... Early in the morning, Chu Zuosheng was woken up by the phone call at home, he turned on the lamp at the head of the bed, looked at the alarm clock, it was only 6:13, who called so early? His wife, Zhou Xiaoxiang, who was sleeping next to him, rolled over and muttered, "Who is this?" ...... so early."

Chu Zuosheng lifted the quilt and jumped off the warm bed, and he didn't have time to put on his pants, so he rushed to the living room in a pair of shorts to answer the phone.

He picked up the phone: "Hey, who is ...... please?"

"May I ask if you are Chu Zhongtian's father?" A young voice rang on the other end of the line.

"Huh? It's me ......" Chu Zuosheng replied, hearing the other party ask if he was Chu Zhongtian's father, he thought that maybe it was his son's friend in the UK? China and Britain have a time difference, and the timing is really not easy to grasp when they call. But when I called, what was the matter...... "Thank you, Dad Chu!" Thank you for raising a heroic son! Please take care of yourself! I'm sorry to call so early, and I beg your pardon! ”

After the young voice said this, she hung up the phone.

Chu Zuosheng held the earpiece that kept making busy sounds, and stood a little dazed - he was completely stunned by this person's last words, and stood there until his wife called in the bedroom: "Which phone?" ”

"Huh? Oh...... I don't know. Chu Zuosheng put down the phone suspiciously, ready to go back to sleep. As a result, as soon as the phone left his hand, it rang suddenly, scaring Chu Zuosheng, who was unprepared.

He hurriedly picked up the phone again. This time, the voice was a rough middle-aged male voice: "Chu Zhongtian is at his house?" A thick northeast accent, "Oh mom, it's okay!" I say to you, your son is out of luck! Okoka's! The guy ...... Oh my mother, I don't know what to say! Anyway, it's your son who will win glory for your two elders! Give us back the glory of China! Oh oops, oops...... Oh mom, don't talk about it, I'm so excited! ”

This Northeast guy put the phone down after a call.

Chu Zuosheng hadn't reacted yet.

"What's going on?" The wife finally couldn't take it anymore and ran out of the bedroom with her coat on, and saw her husband standing in the living room in a daze with only a pair of underwear and a vest in his hand, holding a telephone receiver.

"Which one?" Zhou Xiaoxiang asked.

Chu Zuosheng didn't answer her, so she walked up and stretched out her hand to shake it in front of her husband's eyes, and then hooked his soul back.

"Huh? I don't know...... I don't know which ...... called."

He put down the phone again, this time ...... Jingle bell - without waiting for Chu Zuosheng to answer the phone, Zhou Xiaoxiang grabbed the earpiece: "Hey! Which one? Then she pointed to her husband's two bare legs: "Go get your pants on!" ”

This time it was a Cantonese who spoke, and he also chattered for a long time, but Zhou Xiaoxiang, a purebred Sichuanese, basically didn't understand a word, and barely understood a sentence before the Cantonese man hung up the phone: "Yes, don't stop." ”

Stewed hen? That should mean "I'm sorry", right?

"Mistaken?" Zhou Xiaoxiang chattered while hanging up the phone. This time, just like last time, the phone rang again as soon as it was put down...... Zhou Xiaoxiang didn't pick it up immediately this time, but stared at the non-stop phone.

The phone rang for a moment and stopped.

Zhou Xiaoxiang breathed a sigh of relief, but this breath was only halfway relieved, and the phone rang again, scaring her so much that she almost choked on her own anger.

"Hey, which one! I'll tell you, if you make a harassing call to our house again, I'll call the police! Zhou Xiaoxiang gave full play to the spicy energy of the "Sichuan girl", especially the middle-aged "Sichuan girl", which was as spicy as dried sea pepper, and picked up the microphone without waiting for what to say first, and then crackled and shouted.

There was silence for a while, and then the phone hung up.

Zhou Xiaoxiang put the phone down, and this time the bell rang again without accident. She didn't answer it again, but found the phone line below and pulled it out.

The "morning bell", which had been ringing for almost half an hour, finally disappeared, and the small house returned to its former tranquility...... Chu Zuosheng was lying on the bed, ignoring his wife outside, he kept thinking about what he meant by the two words he heard just now...... My son Chu Zhongtian has become a hero? Win glory for the country? What a mess this is!

Didn't he study in England? How can you be a hero and win glory for the country again?

Don't...... As a father, my heart chuckled. Chinese who came from that era, when they mentioned "heroes", most of them probably thought of "martyrs...... He rolled over and sat up from the bed, eager to call his son. But how to fight? His son doesn't have a cell phone over there, and it's always been a one-way contact.

When his wife Zhou Xiaoxiang came into the house and saw that her husband was not looking good, she asked, "What's going on with those phone calls?" ”

Chu Zuosheng thought about it for a while, it was better not to tell his wife about his guess first, as far as his wife's psychological quality was concerned, he was afraid that he would faint before he finished listening to a sentence - when her son broke his arm while playing football, she cried like a tearful person, and her eyes were swollen from crying. While he was comforting his wife outside the hospital, someone whispered, "Look that family is so pitiful...... Died at a young age, the doll ......"

He was so angry that he wanted to rush up and teach those tongue-chewing bastards a lesson—didn't that curse my son to death!

It's better not to let her know when you don't get the exact news.

He shook his head: "The devil knows what they're talking about......"

"How can our home phone be known to strangers?" The wife sat on the bed, but she was not tired, so she sat on the bed with her coat on, and covered herself with a quilt. "Alas, I heard from Xiao Chen, the telecommunications people will take out the customer information and sell it, will our number also be sold?"

Of course, Chu Zuosheng didn't believe this, because he clearly heard his son's name. He shook his head: "Probably not, right?" ”

"Which one knows Ler? Why don't you go to the telecom and ask......"

In order not to make his wife angry, Chu Zuosheng nodded: "Okay, I'll ask when I take a break at noon." ”

Tossed by these phone calls early in the morning, the two of them couldn't sleep anymore, so they got dressed and got up to wash up and get ready for work.

Chu Zuosheng works in the District Education Bureau, being a very ordinary clerk, with no status, no tickets, and of course no affair. In the unit, he has a good temper and is helpful, so his popularity is good, and he wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses all day long and smiles very ordinary. But in fact, eleven years ago he was still a tide setter -- he had gone to sea and done business. At that time, his son was learning to play football abroad, and the annual tuition, nutrition, training, and equipment expenses were all a lot of expenses, and it was absolutely not enough to rely on the meager salary of himself and his wife. So he gritted his teeth and left his job without pay, and used his connections when he worked in the Education Bureau to start a wholesale business of teaching aids, he was sincere and popular, so the business was very prosperous at the beginning, not only to provide his son with no problem to play football, but also to buy a commercial house in the city center. Later, there were more and more competitors, and the people I dealt with became more and more cunning, and it was difficult to do business. But in order to provide for his son to play football and fulfill his dream of professional football, no matter how hard and tired he is, he must grit his teeth and persevere. You must know that you can't get a million to train a player, and if you don't do business, you can't give your son out of it anyway if you only rely on that dead salary every month. In the end, I finally exhausted my body and fell seriously ill.

Not long after, his son was excluded from the team's lineup because of disobedience to the manager's arrangement, and he went to talk to the coach but the negotiation collapsed, and finally there was no ball to play at all. Under pressure from his wife, he had to ask his son to give up football, which both of them loved, and go back to college to go to university. And he calculated his continuation over the years, and thought that it would not be a problem for his son to go to college, so he took stock of the business and transferred it to a friend he knew when he was doing business, and returned to work in the Education Bureau. Since then, he has washed everything away, and has changed from a businessman who has seen the great wave of reform to an ordinary small civil servant.

And his wife Zhou Xiaoxiang is a homeroom teacher in a school, and the salary is not bad, but she is a little busy.

At noon, since their son went to England, they didn't go home for lunch and settled their own problems.

At noon on this day, after Chu Zuosheng finished lunch, he said hello to his colleagues in the office, and rode an electric bicycle out of the door, although he knew that it was not necessarily the problem of the telecommunications bureau, but his wife ordered him to come down, and he still had to go for a run, otherwise he would not know anything when he asked at night, but he was afraid that war would break out at home again...... In the eyes of outsiders, Chu Zuosheng was a little afraid of his wife, but in fact, only he knew what it was because - in order to let his son play football, he and his wife worked against each other for ten years. Now he thinks that he should compensate his wife well, so he should do whatever his wife says, let his wife and adults go well, and there is nothing wrong with his grievances.

Locking the electric bicycle in front of the telecom business hall, Chu Zuosheng walked towards the business hall, and on the way he passed a newsstand. Habitually, looking at whether there is still "Chengdu Business Daily" selling today, he caught a glimpse of a familiar face...... He sighed and stopped in front of the newsstand.

It was a copy of Sports Weekly, which came out yesterday, and it had a very striking headline: "Who is he?" ”

Underneath this headline is a very large photograph of the person in the photograph ...... His son Chu Zhongtian.

※※※ And when Chu Zhongtian's father was getting closer to the truth little by little, Chu Zhongtian was in a daze in the face of this large pile of notebooks.

"Hehe, it's my classmates...... They want to ask you for an autograph, Chu. Emily sat on the stool opposite him, folded her hands, and bowed to Chu Zhongtian with a slight apology.

Chu Zhongtian has not yet gone to the team's training, because the team's first training session after the game was this afternoon, so he has not yet seen the scene of the media flocking to the scene, but outside the King's Ranch, he has already tasted fame - before signing autographs for Emily's classmates, he has already signed for Charles. Philip and Joseph. Kenny's friends signed a lot of names, and then signed for Yang's friends and classmates. Everyone packed the book with a book, and then brought it to the Wimble bar for Chu Zhongtian to sign, Yang Yang was able to get it directly in the apartment because he lived with Chu Zhongtian, and he got the moon first near the water, but poor Chu Zhongtian signed until one o'clock in the morning before going to bed...... Basically, his wrists were completely numb to the point of being unconscious.

But looking at Emily's appearance, how could he bear to refuse...... With a sigh, he picked up a notebook on top and began to sign.

While signing, I thought to myself: No wonder those celebrity signatures are like paintings, they are done in one stroke, and they can't see what is written at all. It turns out that signing is not to let people understand your name at all, but to try to "cross" your name with the least number of strokes when you sign it, so that you won't get tired......

(To be continued)