On November 1st, the Chinese national youth team collectively boarded the flight back to Beijing. Out of the terminal, the pick-up bus was surrounded by a flood of fans. But the police and security personnel at the airport police station worked hard, and the enthusiastic fans squeezed forward, screaming, and shouting the names of their favorite players. The most popular are naturally the two protagonists of the first issue of the "Star" column, Wang Peng and Zheng Dongqi, other players such as Zheng Zhi, Li Byrne, Tian Ye and other players are also sought after, and the young players are also excited and overflowing, constantly waving at the fans. Only Shao Jia buttoned his hat on his head, and the first one in a hurry ran into the bus. The coaching staff had to come out and say a few words to the fans, and then everyone was ready to get in the car and return to base.

At this time, a middle-aged fan in his forties squeezed out from the position of about the third or fourth row, holding a pennant in his hand, and shouted at the young team who were about to get on the bus and leave: "Tang Jiaolian, kick it!" Coach Tang Pengju stopped and saw the four gilded characters on the red pennant in the fan's hand - "National Glory", and couldn't help but walk back in front of the fans. Standing at the front door of the car, Lee Byrne looked at this fan and felt familiar. At this time, the middle-aged fan handed over the pennant to Coach Tang Pengju, and said from the bottom of his heart: "Tang Jiaolian, Hungry Four came from Xi'an to drop fans, and after so many years of football, he has never been able to play such a number in our Chinese team!" Zhenghao is hungry in Beijing to remove the difference, sting near the flag silk we Chang'an Fan Association commissioned hungry today a custom drop, for the drop on the four energy tower first Si sent to you on. I would like to thank you, and I wish you all the best for the future of these baby soldiers! It can bring more drops of essence to my fans. Hungry Mandarin is not a number, so that you can laugh between you, please be sure to collect the stinging near flag."

Coach Tang hurriedly took the pennant with both hands, expressed his gratitude to the fans from all over the country, and promised that everyone will continue to work hard in the future and live up to everyone's expectations. After listening to this authentic Shaanxi dialect, Li Boen looked at that face again, and finally remembered that this was not the old man who shouted to the camera that Chinese football was dead after China lost to Myanmar in the 2023 Asian Cup in his previous life! I didn't expect the time and space to change, I actually met him here, it's really not easy to think about the Chinese fans, and the teenager couldn't help shouting at the middle-aged fans: "Sou (Shaanxi uncle, two tones), Fang Ling (three tones), make up the ashes to disappoint you. Let's get back close! Licking stunned dripping very." After all, I studied in Xi'an in my previous life, and this Shaanxi dialect is also authentic, and the middle-aged fans waved their hands at the teenager excitedly, which not only completed the task, but I didn't expect that there was a Shaanxi baby in the team, and I went back to the old brothers to brag on the wine table, haha.

Saying goodbye to the fans, the players were excited in the car, but they didn't expect to be so warmly welcomed by the fans as soon as they got off the plane. Only Li Byrne sat quietly by the window, recalling that scene in 2023. Alas, we can't make the fans sad like that anymore. Our generation should be self-reliant!

That night, there was another banquet at the youth training base, and the leaders of the General Administration of Sports and the Football Association personally commended the players of the national youth team. The young man's heart has already flown back to Yangcheng. Count the days, it is not long before Wang Jingyuan's due date, and Lao Meng is not around, he must not miss it again, after all, women are fragile and sensitive when giving birth.

On the afternoon of the next day, Li Boen excused himself to buy tickets, pushed down the team's arrangement to help buy tickets, and squatted in a deserted alley out of the base, and with the help of the system, he returned to Yangcheng in the blink of an eye. It seems that you will have to avoid traveling with large groups in the future.

When he arrived in Guangzhou, the boy went home directly, but he didn't expect Wang Jingyuan to be there. So I made a phone call, and I didn't think that this eldest sister should be born soon, and she is still handling business in the company. The angry Lee Byrne got on his motorcycle and ran back to the company. While running to the general manager's office, while greeting the employees, the teenager flew up to the third floor. Panting, he pushed open the office door, and at a glance, Wang Jingyuan leaned back on the chair and fell asleep with a coat. Lee Byrne had to stand by the side.

"Jingle bells.." The mobile phone rang suddenly, and the frightened teenager quickly picked it up, but it still woke Wang Jingyuan up. The young man waved his hand apologetically, Wang Jingyuan nodded in response, and then said You are busy first, and then picked up a document on the table and looked at it.

"Li, congratulations, you won the Asian Youth Championship as you wish." It was Gullitt who called.

"What's the matter, now our Chinese team is the Asian champion, old man, and now we have surpassed you Netherlands in the national team results." When the boy saw that it was Gullit's phone, he had to hurry up and get nervous first.

"Ouch, you can get it, Lao Tzu won the European Cup in 88, you probably just started playing football at that time, and I won the Asian Youth Championship and I got it. Besides, I scored the first goal in the Soviet Union, and if you scored, you can talk to me here." Gullit's disdainful voice came from the other end of the phone. But Li Byrne's mouth was not at all at slight, and then he slammed back: "Old Gu, who are you playing in the final?"

"O the Soviet Union! You're still a professional footballer."

"Oh, where is the USSR? There is no such country! You're not the champion you dreamed of, right? Hahaha, the opponent doesn't exist anymore, so from another point of view, your ball is a lonely one, hahaha. And what everyone remembers from this game is Basten's zero degree angle, so don't be nervous, half a pound."

Two sentences choked the old man, and Gullitt had to quickly change the subject, and said seriously: "If you can't say it, let you take advantage, for the sake of you just won the championship. The main reason for calling you is that there is news from South America, the South American Club Cup has not invited American teams this year, we just need to buy a place. The offer price is 30 million yuan for a quota, and this time the quota is given to the Brazilian Atlético Paranaense football team, which has had some financial problems in the past two years. Hurry up and make sure here, and I will also say hello to the Shenzhen club today and ask them to prepare an entry fee of 30 million."

The boy thought for a while and replied: "That's it, let's give you a free place for the American team, and we bought a place for the Brazilian Atletico Paranaense team. You can just confirm with the South American side and ask them to send the specific draw time and match time as soon as possible. The team also needs to apply for visas and air tickets in advance."

"That's okay, you can't let all of you Sun God come out, so I'll tell the club, and we'll take care of the accommodation and food over there."

"Okay, that's it, I'll contact you when I reply to the message, I still have some things, I'll go back and say."

The teenager who hung up the phone pretended to be unhappy and looked at Wang Jingyuan, who quickly put on a coquettish look: "Okay, don't be angry. Is my own physical condition unclear? It's not a person who is idle at home or idle, just in the company to see what easy work can be done. You stinky boy, hmph, I'm going to trouble your sister when I come back."

"I'm really scared of you, let's go, let's go home first, I'll make you a delicious meal."

"Okay! Count you boy with a conscience."

Xu was not accompanied by someone close to him for a long time, Wang Jingyuan hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the young man's arm with both hands, her face was full of happiness. Just as the two of them were about to go home, Wang Jingyuan covered her stomach with her hands, her face was pale, and the sweat of the bean dripping down her chin fell to the ground.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm afraid I'm going to give birth, hurry, Bourne, let's go to the hospital!"