253, cold autumn

As soon as the third day of the national competition ended, there was an article titled "Beifu No. 1 Middle School Shocking Fighting, Suspected of Disbandment? The article not only hyped the arrogance of Beifu No. 1 Middle School, but also revealed many amazing insiders, such as boycotts, disputes, and confrontation with coaches.

Although she had the help of the coaching staff, Mei Qian still had difficulty dealing with the piles of phone calls and surrounding affairs, and she was overwhelmed and overwhelmed for a while.

In the principal's office of Beifu No. 1 Middle School in Wuhan, seven teachers have already submitted letters and sat at their desks in turn.

"Headmaster?"

Ms. Chen, the leader of the Chinese group, took the lead in asking questions as a representative.

"Teacher Chen, you say."

The principal replied.

"Then I'll be blunt."

Teacher Chen paused.

"Yes."

"I suggest that those students who play in Beijing be withdrawn from the school and rectified."

After Mr. Chen finished speaking, the teachers behind him nodded in agreement.

"What else?"

The principal asked.

Teacher Chen simply said all the things in one go, such as frequent training that leads to intense schoolwork, frequent absenteeism and early departure, public opinion pressure, and the hidden star-chasing atmosphere in the school, etc., and criticized the so-called bad deeds of the Beifu No. 1 Middle School team in the past two years, and finally did not forget to criticize the new coach Chen Meiqian for having no one in his eyes and acting in disregard for the people around him, etc.

And the teachers behind him unanimously agreed.

After hearing this, the principal's expression did not change, but instead stared at one of the teachers and asked, "Lao Zhang, you are also from the sports group, why are you here too?" ”

The person who was questioned immediately became nervous, he was the coach of the school football team and the only physical education teacher in the school team who submitted a request to withdraw from the Beifu No. 1 Middle School team.

"Headmaster, I mean the same as Teacher Chen."

Lao Zhang said resignedly.

"Okay, I understand what you mean."

The principal replied.

"What do you mean, Headmaster?"

Teacher Chen leaned over and asked.

"I will check with Coach Chen in Beijing before making a decision, and the teachers will go back first."

The principal said goodbye.

"But!"

Teacher Chen wanted to say something, but was waved by the principal.

"Then headmaster, let's go back first."

Teacher Chen said a little unwillingly, and led the teacher behind him towards the door.

I didn't go halfway, but I was stopped by the principal.

"Lao Zhang."

When Lao Zhang heard this, he became nervous again and responded: "Ah, principal, what's the matter?" “

"Not really."

The principal suddenly poked his head out, stared at him and said, "I heard that the football team still hasn't qualified from the group in the city cup this time, you have to think about it." “

"Definitely, definitely."

Lao Zhang bowed his body, although it was a cold autumn, but his back was very hot.

……

Beijing.

On the coldest day since the beginning of autumn, everything is swaying and the leaves are falling.

A teahouse.

A pot of warm tea enters the mouth, and a man in a suit begins a conversation with a man in civilian clothes.

"Are you finally back?"

One person was the first to speak, his voice revealing joy.

"Well, it's been ten years."

The other responded, his voice still muffled.

"Have you been back to Wuhan?"

The man in the suit asked.

"Well, I'm here to help her this time."

The man in civilian clothes replied.

"I don't think so. Ha ha. “

The man in the suit smiled, leaning back.

"Huh."

The man in casual clothes chuckled softly, picked up the teacup again, and drank it down.

Warmth flows into the stomach, and there is a lot of happiness in the eyes.

……

Wuhan Branch of Light and Shadow Media.

Pantry.

Cao Xi was sipping hot water, but unexpectedly heard someone whispering in the other compartment.

"I have compiled the materials and sent them to the Beijing headquarters by email."

The woman said.

"Soon, it looks like the headquarters is definitely going to reward you this time."

The man said.

Cao Xi thought it was just some daily things to discuss, but when he was about to turn back, he heard words that he couldn't believe,

"I don't know why the headquarters wants so much information from Beifu No. 1 Middle School."

The woman complained.

"You haven't looked, how many people on the Internet are scolding Beifu No. 1 Middle School now, it is estimated that these materials are working."

The man said.

Hearing this, Cao Xi was shocked.

No wonder Beifu No. 1 Middle School has recently broken out so much negative news, and most of them are very private things, many things are only known to some people who come to Wuhan to watch the game, and some things are even more unheard of, who would have thought that there are people in their own company who manipulate them.

"Ouch!"

Cao Xi, who wanted to eavesdrop, suddenly screamed, it turned out that the hot water had overflowed.

Not good!

Cao Xi felt that he had been discovered, so he hurriedly packed up his water cup and trotted towards the office.

The men and women in the cubicle also came out, seeing nothing but a puddle of water on the ground.

……

Streets of Beijing.

Bu Xiaotian stood a little lonely under the bustling lamp, looking up at the tall buildings in the distance from time to time, as if thinking about something.

His mind was still thinking about what had just happened.

After packing his luggage, he was about to leave the hotel, when he saw his teammates walking all the way towards him, and in their eyes, it was not difficult to find the loss, presumably the game ended in defeat again.

Therefore, Bu Xiaotian, who has always been lonely, couldn't hide his face, so he had to lower his head and prepare to say goodbye to the coach.

He made this decision for a long time, and this time it was decided.

Surprisingly, his teammates didn't greet him, completely treating him as a passer-by and having no emotion.

The coach also waved his hand, there was no time to deal with this now, with the 'bang' of the door, all the teammates who had been along well before became strangers overnight, and it was unacceptable that they didn't care about the bag that Bu Xiaotian was carrying, as if he couldn't get them noticed no matter what he did.

When I got out of the hotel, my phone vibrate.

It's Li Lang.

The person you have the best personal relationship with in the team, if that person is not counted.

"Are you a man?"

That's all there is to it.

Bu Xiaotian put away his phone, his nose twitched slightly, and he took out his phone again and deleted the text message just now.

Then I flipped through the phone's address book and clicked on a person's name.

Lowering his voice, he dialed out.

"Hello?"

The voice from there came, looking very tired, and it seemed that he didn't want to answer.

"Where are you?"

Roaring Sky kept his voice low, his eyes fixed on the ground, waiting for his answer, the one he hadn't expected.

……

Beijing First Hospital.

After a long ride and a long walk, I stopped in a plain white room.

Bu Xiaotian hesitated for a long time, and finally pushed the door open.

Zhong Jinyun in his eyes was already asleep, and there was a tired snoring sound that he had never heard before, and it seemed that he had not gotten rid of the fatigue of the arena at all times.

Whistling pulled out a stool and sat down quietly.

The constant sound of the wind outside the window makes Beijing even colder this autumn.