When Zhang Jun was eating breakfast, he could feel his father's wrong eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and a little ambiguous. Even the always serious mother has a mysterious smile on the corner of her mouth, which is exactly the same smile as the expression on the face of his uncle and aunt when they came home to see him last night. Zhang Jun couldn't help but shudder.

As a result, after breakfast, Zhang Jun was kicked to Sophie's house by his father.

"Make up the lessons! The college entrance examination is coming soon! Could Dad have said such righteous words, even though it was still a year and a half away.

When Zhang Jun came to Sophie's house with his schoolbag, his aunt immediately said to his uncle, "Go, accompany me to go shopping!" ”

"Huh? Are you going out? Zhang Jun looked at his uncle and aunt who were wearing shoes at the door and asked.

"Huh! Yes, a woman's life is hard to disobey! The uncle smiled, but his face was full of "happiness". The aunt gave him a punch, but the word "happiness" was also written on his face.

"Dad, Mom, have fun!" Sophie sent her parents out with a smile, then closed the door, turned to Zhang Jun and smiled, "Okay, let's start!" ”

At nine o'clock in the morning, Yang Pan finished his five-kilometer jog and went to the gate of the compound for breakfast in sweat.

"Tomorrow is the final, right?" The uncle who sold rice noodles smiled and brought him a big bowl of rice noodles in chicken soup and a piece of freshly fried scallion oil flatbread. Old customers, Yang Pan has to come to him for breakfast after running every morning, and he doesn't need to open his mouth at all, he knows what Yang Pan wants. Yang Pan's morning run every day is rain or shine, and his breakfast stall is also out every day, rain or shine.

"Hmm." Yang Pan took a bite of the crispy and fragrant scallion pancake, and the fragrance suddenly dispersed in all directions, and the uncle's scallion pancake was still the same for eight years, and the taste had never changed.

"Seeing that you work so hard every day, the champion must not be able to run, right?" At this time, there were not many people eating breakfast, and the uncle could also sit down and chat with Yang Pan.

"That's ...... We? Yang Pan looked up at the smiling uncle.

"Huh! Oh, yes! Zhang Jun, this kid now gets up and runs every day. But he got up early, came out before dawn, and he greeted me when he came back. "Uncle has been setting up this breakfast stall at the gate of this compound for eight years, and Zhang Jun and Yang Pan have often come to him for breakfast since they were in elementary school, because his scallion pancakes are the best in the neighborhood. After coming and going, everyone got to know each other.

Yang Pan looked thoughtfully in the direction of Zhang Jun's house.

The uncle was still talking: "I have never seen him work so hard, get up so early every day to run." He's not like you, he's always a little lazy, but he's serious now. That's why I said the champion can't run! ”

"I don't know ......"

"Huh?"

"I didn't know he was running every day......"

"He got up early, which happened to be at a staggered time with you, so the two of you didn't meet. Before dawn, when there were few people on the street, he had already run back and got up earlier than me! I've never seen him work so hard, tsk! The uncle touched his bearded chin and said.

"Li Yongle, I know you are in good health, but you can't do this!" Zhang Yang lay on the basketball court, watching the football fly over him and smash into the basket, some went in, and some didn't even touch the edge. He was tired of picking up the ball, but Li Yongle was still running, with big feet......

"Tomorrow is the final! If you toss like this, will you still have energy tomorrow? It's been three hours since seven o'clock in the morning! ”

But Zhang Yang said his, and Li Yongle practiced him. His coat had long been taken off and thrown aside, and his trousers had been taken off. On this early winter morning, he was wearing only a long-sleeved undershirt and sports shorts, and he was still covered in sweat.

Zhang Yang had no choice but to lie on the ground, looking at the blue sky, and the soccer balls that flew like birds, all around him were kicking the soccer balls, and it didn't take much time for him to get up and kick these soccers back again.

Unit 1, Building 4, Shuguang High School Teacher's Apartment, 701.

This is an extremely dirty room, a three-in-one apartment with a living room, a bedroom, and a dining room, which makes that kind of hard-working woman can't resist the urge to work when she sees it. In front of a messy bed, there was a dirty table, on which were leftovers of a meal that I don't know what year, month, or day. To the right of the table is a row of sofas, and in front of the sofa is a TV, which has been turned off, which is probably the most valuable thing in the room. The owner of the house was disheveled and reclining on the couch.

The sun shone into the house and on the master's face, but it didn't disturb his dreams, I don't know what kind of dream he was having at this time, victory? Or a failure?

On the ground in front of the sofa, many video tapes were scattered all over the ground, and these video tapes with different labels and colors all had a common feature, and the labels were neatly written with four words: University of Science and Technology High School.

Anke opened the door softly, and then, like a thief, squeezed through the crack in the door.

"Anke." Mom's voice rang out behind him.

Anke sighed and turned around.

"Where are you going?"

"Me? Hehe! Go workout, workout! Anke touched the back of her head and smiled.

"Workout?" Mom swept Anke's outfit, a shiny leather jacket, jeans, shoes that could be used as a mirror, and hair that was clearly mousse. Anke also knew that his lie was too unskilled, so he sighed again, closed the door, took off his shoes, and changed into slippers.

"Wash the sheets and covers!" Mom shook off the sentence and turned back to the house.

Anke let out a wail as she looked at the sheets and quilt covers piled up in the large basin that could be used as a bathtub for preschoolers.

"What's the ghost called?" Mom came in with another pile of clothes and threw it into the washing machine on the side. "This is our family tradition, you can't wash it, I washed it, I forgot it?"

"What kind of tradition is this?" Anke only dared to say this in his heart, if his mother heard it, he was afraid that she would throw all the clothes in the washing machine into the basin in front of him.

Anke was a "good flower of the motherland who loves labor", and was often praised by his parents for doing something he could and couldn't do. Once, on a whim, he actually washed the sheets at home, when he was only in the first grade of elementary school, and he made himself feel as if he had been scooped out of water, and he didn't know whether he washed the sheets or the sheets washed him, but the sheets that looked to him like a python finally made him subdued. When the parents saw the hanging sheet and Anke standing next to the sheet and who dripped more water than the sheet, they could hardly believe that the sheet was washed by Anke. As a result, he was naturally greatly praised again, and when he met people, he said, "Our family's Anke will wash the sheets by himself!" However, what made Anke happiest was because of the delicious food he had eaten for two days.

Since then, Anke has tasted the sweetness, and even asked him to wrap the sheets in the future! The parents agreed in line with the win-win principle of "training their son and saving trouble themselves". I didn't expect Anke to set foot on the "thief ship" like this, and this package is ten years. Later, Anke became "sensible". wanted to get rid of it, but his parents immediately showed the majesty of his parents, and as long as Anke had the idea of giving up, he resolutely suppressed it. Usually "the small lotus shows its sharp corners, and the big stick falls on the head". However, Anke's "hardships and burdens" in the past ten years are not meaningless. Anke now has a big grip on both hands, and there is no problem with grabbing a basketball and dunking with one hand. When he was in junior high school, he was asked to hold several grip devices. And this has just become one of the conditions for Anke's success as a goalkeeper.

The washing machine made a low humming sound, and Anke crouched in front of the large "bathtub", rubbing the sheets.

"Anke, Wenwen seems to be unhappy these days, you won't bully her again, right?" Mom leaned aside and watched Anke wash the sheets.

"Just kidding! I bullied her? I have to dare! Anke exclaimed.

"Then why is she always unhappy?"

"Where do I know...... Hey? Mom, when did you find out she started like this? Anke turned her head and looked at her mother.

Mom thought for a moment: "A week ago. ”

Anke twisted her head back and continued to wash his sheets.

"This idiot ......"

"What did you say?"

"Ahh No, nothing! Oh, Mom, are you going to watch the game with Dad tomorrow? ”

"Of course! Son's finals, why don't we go! Well, but one side is the son's team, and the other side is the niece's team, who do they support? It's a bit nerve-wracking......" Mom frowned and muttered to herself, she didn't hear it, and Anke sighed softly.

When Ren Yu went downstairs, his father was about to go out.

"Dad!" After hesitating for a moment, Ren Yu exclaimed.

Dad turned and looked at his son.

"This ...... Well, goodbye! ”

Dad was stunned for a moment, then nodded, turned and walked out the door. As the president of the "Sanli" group, he is also a big man with a face in Luoyang, and he goes out in a hurry every day, busy with work and entertainment. This seems to be the way to go for any successful businessman.

Watching the white BMW drive out of the courtyard door, Ren Yu sat down on the sofa with some loss. There was a lively show on the TV, but he didn't pay any attention to it.

When Dad turned to look at him, what he was about to say suddenly retracted into his stomach, and he couldn't scream. He knew that his father was very busy, and he didn't see each other a few times a week, and he didn't say more than twenty words. His father's lack of concern may have been one of the main reasons why he chose to rebel in the first place. There was a time when he thought that this home was just a place for him to sleep, and that there was no meaning of "home" at all. Dad is busy with work and socializing all day long, and the way to express his concern for the next generation is the "big stick plus gold dollar" policy. Mom is busy taking care of her younger brother, and she doesn't have time to take care of him who "looks like he should already be sensible".

After going to high school, Ren Yudi is changing, and his father knows it, but for one reason or another, the two of them still don't speak more than fifty words a week. Just now, he was going to stop his father and tell him about tomorrow's game, but when he saw his father turn around, he suddenly didn't know how to speak. Could it be that I haven't communicated for too long, and I don't know how to talk in the face of my father?

"Dad, let's go see the finals tomorrow afternoon!"

Ren Yudi, who was lying on the sofa, began to regret why he didn't say this sentence just now. Tomorrow's final, even if he wins, there will be regrets for him......

Luoyang Post and Telecommunications Bureau is quite a bit of a "special existence" for the bustling modern city center. In the high-rise city center, it is the only five-storey old yellow building that stands out.

Kaka was sitting in phone room 08, he was on the phone, international call.

"Dad, you know, I ran back to China alone, but I didn't want to follow the route you designed, so now I can't go back to Brazil." The sound insulation effect of the telephone room is good, the outside cannot hear the sound inside, and the inside is not disturbed by the outside.

"I know, you're doing it for my good. But I'm not young, I can already think for myself, I know what I want, and I will go on according to my own wishes, no matter what happens, I don't regret it. ”

"I just called back to say I was safe, but you told me that every time. You have your own business to do, and I don't ask you to come to China to see me. It's good here, I have a big group of friends, play football together, there's nothing bad about it. Homesick? Hehe, Dad, you always say that China is my home, and now I am at home, what else do you want? Anyway, I'm going to finish high school here and then decide if I want to go back to Brazil. I know I'm going to have to take on this and that responsibility in the future, but that's for later. Now I just want to live my life, a happy life, with a ball to play and friends to play. Let's not talk about that, okay? I love you, Dad, Mom, and Little Leitch. If he's naughty, teach him a good lesson, hehe, think about how I used to get here. I pray every day, please Lord bless you safely, I'm fine here, Dad, don't worry, I'll definitely go back, back to you. But not now, now I have more important things to do. Okay, Dad, long distances are expensive, I have to go. Dad, I love you guys! ”

Kaka hung up the phone and came out of the phone room, and the people next to him couldn't help but look at him a few more times because of his youth and handsomeness. Kaka was clearly used to it, and he smiled back at the people who were looking at him.

Out of the door, he narrowed his eyes. Luoyang will also have such a bright sunshine in winter, tomorrow must be a good weather. He pulled his sunglasses out of his jacket pocket and put them on, then disappeared into the crowd of people coming and going.

In the afternoon of this day, the third and fourth place finals were staged at Xigong Stadium. As Yang Pan said, there is only one focus of this game - Fan Cunjie of Dingding. Fan Cunjie's last game in three years without winning any honors for Dingding, but in the eyes of fans and experts, the beloved midfield master. The game attracted a lot of people, all of whom came to see off this tragic hero. Fan Cunjie is a well-deserved master, outstanding skills, very easy-going to anyone, including reporters, never refuses all kinds of requests from others, strictly abides by sportsmanship on the field, and deeply respects teammates, opponents, and audiences, and because he has never had an honor, he has won the sympathy of many people. After he left, the words "art master" were no longer known in Luoyang.

After leaving Lin Ling last year, Toncin can no longer be compared with Dingding and the High School Affiliated to the University of Science and Technology. There is no suspense in this third and fourth place finals. Sure enough, halfway through the second half, Dingding had already locked the win 3:0. Fan Cunjie assisted two goals and scored one. Every time he touches the ball, runs, passes, passes and shoots, he draws a tsunami of cheers from the stands.

The game ended with Dingding winning 3:0 over Tongxing. When the final whistle blew, all the fans in the stadium shouted Fan Cunjie's name in unison, except for the Tongxing cheerleading team, and they expressed their respect and reluctance to the player who brought them three years of enjoyment and happiness.

This shout also left Fan Cunjie, who had planned to hide in the lounge as soon as the game was over, on the field. He circled the pitch and waved goodbye to everyone, fans, teammates, opponents. He didn't shed tears last week, but when he took off his dingding team uniform and took off the captain's armband, he finally couldn't hold back and tears slipped out. At this time, he realized that when it was time to say goodbye, it was time to say goodbye to everything in the past, whether it was the scenery of the past, the dream of perseverance, or the bitterness of failure. From now on, everything was blown away in the wind with these tears......

Watching Fan Cunjie hug his opponents and teammates on the field, and wave goodbye to the audience, Zhou Jiansheng sighed in the live broadcast room: "An era is over......"

But tomorrow may be the beginning of a different era......

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