Fox in the Penalty Area

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When Li Qingqing got out of the taxi and took out the suitcase from the trunk, the taxi drove away slowly, and she stood alone at the gate of the community where she was renting.

At 7:30 in the evening, the streets outside the community are bustling.

Both sides of the road are full of cars, and only two lanes are left in the middle for two-way traffic. In this way, some people park their cars on the motorway to get express delivery and buy things, causing traffic jams.

Although honking is prohibited in urban areas, some impatient drivers will honk their horns when congestion occurs.

At the corner of the street, there is a small square. The aunts who dance in the square and the children who teach roller skating are equally divided. The sound of music and the shouts of roller skating coaches are intertwined, and it is difficult to distinguish each other.

There are several snack bars across the street that are doing well. The tables are extended to the sidewalk. The smell of barbecue and skewers wafts across the road, and the people sitting around the table can be heard punching and drinking.

Li Qingqing glanced at this familiar scene, then took a deep breath of the air mixed with the aroma of various delicacies, pulled up the box and walked into the gate of the community.

Two children passed by her on a balance bike, followed by an elderly man walking tremblingly: "Slow down, don't bump into people..."

For Li Qingqing, who has just finished the national team training camp and also played in the national team's warm-up match, this is the life she is familiar with.

And those bright flashing lights and noisy football field, like a wonderful dream.

In the past week or so, she has become the most popular person in Chinese football, and was selected for the national team training camp at the age of less than seventeen. Of course, if you are only selected for the training camp, it doesn't mean much, because if you can't represent the national team and just train with the team, you still can't be considered a "national player".

The media tends to exaggerate when they publicize, but in fact there is still a big difference between them, and they deceive those who don't understand football.

The media needed to create a gimmick, and they couldn't wait for Li Qingqing to finish the game before reporting on it.

Fortunately, in the end, Li Qingqing got the chance to play in the warm-up match of the national team. After officially representing the national team in the game, her title of "the youngest women's football international in history" can be regarded as implemented.

And more attention from the media.

Although only playing for ten minutes,

And without scoring, she was still surrounded by reporters after the game.

Facing the camera and the microphone, she always kept smiling and answered every question carefully, which made her a little tired.

She didn't feel relieved until she got home and was exposed to the fireworks from the world.

She took out her mobile phone, and there were some new friend applications in the WeChat address book, most of them were journalists, and she added them to their corresponding groups one by one.

Among these applications to add her friend's name, she still didn't see the name she had always wanted to see.

Hu Lai, this bastard, what are you doing!

This time she went to the national team for training. Although she only played ten minutes in the warm-up match, both the team leader and the head coach affirmed her level, so she will go with the national team during the Spring Festival next year. There is no way to go back to Dongchuan to celebrate the New Year with my father after training in the United States.

Otherwise, she would definitely go to Hu Lai to find out what happened.

Ask him if he has forgotten the secret base, if he has forgotten the football that is unique in the world and only belongs to him.

By the way, this year's Anton Cup should reach the semi-finals, right?

The opponent of Dongchuan Middle School in the semi-finals is Jiaxiang High School.

I hope Dad can lead the team to participate in the national competition this year!

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Wang Guangwei's mother was clearing the dining table at home and putting the leftovers in the refrigerator when she heard the sound of the door being unlocked.

As soon as she turned around, she saw her son walking in the door with his sports bag on his back.

"Huh?" She was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "Are you not selected for the first team match list?"

As Wang Guangwei's mother, even if she didn't know much about football before, she has figured out the pattern from the number of times her son went home in the past year-as long as he goes home the night before the game, it means that he must play football. No match for the next day.

Because if you want to play a game the next day, if you play an away game, you must go to the away game with the team, and you will never go home to stay at night.

If it is at home, the team will also arrange uniform accommodation in the dormitory of the training base, and the players will not be allowed to go home to facilitate pre-match management.

So as long as Wang Guangwei didn't go home before the game, it at least means that he was selected for the big list of the game. Although he may not be able to participate in the game, it is better than going home directly. At least it can make people think more.

Wang Guangwei nodded: "Well, it's not on the big list."

"What is your coach doing?" Hearing what her son said, Wang Guangwei's mother complained, "This season is obviously hopeless, and there is no danger of relegation. There are only two rounds left in the league. Why are young people not given this kind of competition? Opportunities for people to go up and exercise?"

Wang Guangwei's father, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, heard the movement outside, turned off the water and came out to look, only to find that his son had returned, and as an old fan, he knew what was going on right away. He coaxed his wife into the kitchen first, and then walked up to his son and asked, "Have you eaten yet? Do you want your mother to serve you a bowl of noodles?"

"It's over, Dad. I just got back from dinner at the training base."

"Well, if you weren't selected for the big list, you weren't selected. Anyway, you are still young, and you have plenty of opportunities. The point is not to get injured. It is more important for you not to get injured at this time." Dad comforted his son, "It's fine if you don't play games. Take a good rest for two days this weekend."

"Dad, I'm going to watch the game tomorrow."

"Go to the game?" Dad was a little surprised, "Isn't Flashing Star's away game?"

"It's not the flashing star game, it's the Anton Cup." When he said this, a smile appeared on Wang Guangwei's face. "The semi-final between Jiaxiang High School and Dongchuan Middle School is our home game this time. I want to go and see it."

"Oh, yes, it's time to check it out. Wu Yue and the others are holding back their energy and trying to avenge you."

Wang Guangwei smiled and shook his head: "I don't need them to avenge me, but I hope they can enter the national competition."

After Wang Guangwei walked back to his bedroom, the father went back to the kitchen.

As soon as he entered, his wife stared at him urgently and lowered her voice and asked, "How is it, our son hasn't been affected by this incident, has he?"

"It's okay, it's okay." The husband waved his hand, "And I always feel that it's a good thing for Guangwei not to be selected for the first team competition this time."

"A good thing? What kind of good thing is this?" His wife's eyes widened when she heard this, "Have you come to Flash Star for a season, and only played a few first-team games? You can count them all with one hand! Seeing that there is no chance of surpassing this season, can't we let young players practice? What did Flash Star recruit our family Guangwei at the beginning? They kept saying that they valued local players, and they kept saying that they valued youth training talents... oh, that's all it takes? Do you really think that Guangwei has nowhere to go?"

"Okay..." The husband frowned and waited for his wife to finish speaking before saying, "I just said this time, if I am really selected, I am afraid that Guangwei will be absent-minded."

The wife looked at her husband suspiciously: "What? He has something on his mind?"

"Tomorrow is the semi-final of the Anton Cup, and it happened to crash with the first team match."

"The Anton Cup? What is the relationship between the Anton Cup and Guangwei now?"

"Tomorrow's semi-final is a match between Jiaxiang High School and Dongchuan Middle School."

The wife opened her mouth to refute her husband, but when she heard this, she closed it again.

She knew too well what this opponent meant to her son.

It can be said that it has changed the trajectory of my son's life - if there was no failure last year, my son should be in a professional football club team in the Super League, and maybe he has played in the Super League. How could it be possible to be reduced to a marginal player in the first team in the Chinese Premier League?

"Oh, that Dongchuan Middle School has reached the semi-finals?" She opened her mouth again, with sarcasm and dissatisfaction in her tone.

"How can you say that he was also the top eight of the last national competition, isn't it normal to reach the semi-finals?"

"Hmph, the top eight? Go to Jiaxiang High School instead, and start with the top four, maybe you will be the champion!" The wife snorted coldly.

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In the football field of Nanshan University in Lingnan City, although the class is at 8 o'clock in the evening, the field is still divided into areas of different sizes, and dozens of people are playing in their respective areas.

Not all the floodlights around the stadium were turned on, but even if only half of them were turned on, it was enough to illuminate the football field, so that the college students playing here could clearly see the football under their feet and the goal on the opposite side, so that they could In the case of complete darkness, you can continue to play football.

"Pass the ball!"

"This way! Give it to me!"

"mine!"

"leak!!"

"Pretty!"

"Fuck!"

Everyone's shouts echoed on the field with the sound of kicking football.

On the sidelines, there were a few people sitting, some of them took off their sneakers and put them aside, stepped on the artificial turf with bare feet, chatting casually while watching the game on the field.

"Hey, have you heard? It is said that our school has been selected as one of the venues for next year's National High School Football Championship!"

"What? Then we won't be able to come here to play football? In order to prepare for the game, this field will definitely be closed..."

"You think too much. The natural grass field in the East District was selected. It doesn't affect us here."

"Oh, I was shocked..." The speaker was relieved.

"No, when you wait for the national competition, why do you still play football? Don't you go to the national competition? It's a national competition! I didn't participate in high school, our school's strength is poor... I really don't know how to participate in the national competition. What does it feel like to compete..."

"Didn't Da Chu participate in the national competition? Ask him, isn't it over?"

After saying that, several people turned their heads to look at Chu Yifan who was sitting next to them: "Da Chu Da Chu, how does it feel to be in the top eight of the national competition?"

"Just... it's okay." Chu Yifan said calmly.

"Go to hell! Pretense is forbidden here!" Everyone raised their middle fingers to him.

Chu Yifan laughed out loud.

"Hey, Da Chu, you said that next year's national competition, will your alma mater still be able to participate? Didn't you say that Luo Kai, who is very good, will play professional football, and you have graduated again, is there still anyone who can play?"

Chu Yifan thought of Yan Yan, and then thought of Hu Lai, that kid should have grown and improved a lot under the coach's devilish training, right? After all, seven goals have been scored in the five rounds of the Anton Cup. Although it is still not as good as Luo Kai's goals, but considering his past experience, this is already a very good performance.

Speaking of which, tomorrow is the semi-final of this Anton Cup, and the opponent happens to be Jiaxiang High School.

Jiaxiang High School must have suffocated for revenge this time, right?

This game is not easy to play...

"It should be fine." Chu Yifan said.

"The tone is not very sure!"

"Heh, when the time comes, I will take you to see the real genius of our team." Chu Yifan said.

"Isn't the genius that Luo Kai?"

"That's right, Luo Kai is gone, how can there be any genius?"

"Hehe, you will know when the time comes." Chu Yifan didn't bother to tell them so much, anyway, they would be surprised when they saw it.

At this moment, the football was kicked into the goal in front of them, making a "swish" sound.

"Let's go, it's time for us to play!" Chu Yifan got up and patted the rubber particles on his buttocks, and stepped into the court first.