Fox in the Penalty Area

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When Xia Xiaoyu drove the Volvo V60 given to him by his father to the downstairs of Hu Lai and the others, he saw Junpei Morikawa carrying a mountaineering bag that felt taller than others, and carrying a suitcase. Step out of the doorway.

Seeing Xia Xiaoyu poking his head out of the car window, he grinned and greeted in broken Chinese: "Hello, Xiaoyu."

Seeing this, Xia Xiaoyu quickly opened the car door, got out of the car, and opened the trunk door for him: "Are these all your things?"

Junpei Morikawa shook his head: "No, Brother Zihuan."

Xia Xiaoyu understood that the suitcase belonged to Zhang Qinghuan.

Then he saw Zhang Qinghuan coming out with a backpack on his back, complaining to Hu Lai who was holding a suitcase as he walked, "I told you to find a moving company, you have to do it yourself...I said save yourself What do you do with some money?"

"I don't think there are many things. I didn't expect that there were so many after packing. When I returned to Jincheng from Lingnan, I only had a suitcase and a backpack... Oh, Xiaoyu is here?"

"Brother Hu, let me help." Xia Xiaoyu strode up and took the box he was holding from Hu Lai's hand. It was a little heavy, but he still held it firmly, then turned around and put it in the trunk.

"Thank you, Xiaoyu. I have to run again later, and I haven't finished pulling things." Hu Lai breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, your car is a station wagon." Zhang Qinghuan sighed after seeing it, "If it's a small car, we'll have to make a few more trips."

"It's okay, I put down the back seat, and I can put some more." After Xiaoyu put the box away, he went to put down the back seat.

Wang Guangwei came over from the electric car, shook his head and said, "I can't fit in there, and I have to sit in the back."

Hu Lai picked up the phone and glanced at it: "Little Xingxing has arrived, he only has two suitcases and a backpack... or he left it alone (dialect: neat, free and easy, convenient)."

After the game against Seoul Legion, all the players who played in the game the next morning were given a half-day vacation, so they didn't have to go to training.

So a player like Xia Xiaoyu who came off the bench and played for ten minutes at the end also had half a day off.

But it stands to reason that he only played for ten minutes, so it can be said that it is no different from not playing. So even if this was the case before, Xia Xiaoyu would not really rest at home, but would consciously go to the training base and train with the team. The coaching staff will not say anything, and they welcome this kind of substitute players who are willing to improve themselves and take the initiative to train.

But today, because he had to move, Xia Xiaoyu didn't go to training and chose to help.

After loading the car, the two cars drove out of the old community. At the gate of the community, when the doorman, Uncle Qin, opened the door for them, he glanced at Xia Xiaoyu's full car behind him, and said to Hu Lai, "Moved away?"

"Well, we've moved. It's mainly Brother Huan who has caused you trouble, Mr. Qin!"

Zhang Qinghuan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, gave Hu Lai a blank look: "What does it have to do with me?"

Uncle Qin said with a cheerful smile: "No trouble, no trouble. Sigh, I'm still not used to leaving... I won't be able to see you in the future."

Wang Guangwei said: "Uncle Qin, you are right, you can still watch our game!"

"Oh, yes, I forgot about it... I will cheer you on in front of the TV then!"

Uncle Qin said and opened the gate for cars for them.

Hu Lai and the others waved goodbye to Uncle Qin one by one in the car.

Carrying them and their luggage, the two cars drove out of the old community carefully and headed for a new house and a new life.

At the door, Uncle Qin watched the two cars turning onto the road and merged into the traffic flow. He shook his head and sighed, then turned and went back to his guard room.

This neighborhood will return to the tranquility it was before. There will no longer be unidentified girls wandering around the door, and his work will be much easier. This is of course a good thing, but Uncle Qin still feels reluctant to part with these lovely young people...

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When Hu Lai and his two cars arrived at the new house,

Chen Xingyi is already tidying up his room.

He opened the suitcase, spread all the clothes on the bed, and hung them one by one in the closet.

Hearing the siren of a car outside, he ran out to help.

The six young people shuttled between the house and the car like ants moving house.

Wang Yuan was drying the clothes she had just washed this morning in the yard when she heard the sound of frolicking coming from the door of the big villa diagonally opposite.

She walked to the courtyard wall curiously and looked out, then widened her eyes, and called her husband in a low voice: "Old Qin, the tenants of that villa are Hu Lai and the others!"

"Well, I see." Her husband's voice suddenly sounded behind her.

This startled her, and she turned her head to see her husband standing behind her, so frightened, she raised her hand and patted Qin Lin's arm: "Silently, you scared me to death!"

Qin Lin ignored his wife's complaints, but looked at the two cars and six people outside.

They were punching, those who won were elated, those who lost continued to fight, and finally decided a loser among losers——Wang Guangwei.

Then I saw Wang Guangwei dragging a box out of the trunk of the car, holding it in his arms and walking towards the gate of the villa.

The others folded their hands and folded their arms, and followed him into the villa as if watching the excitement behind him.

"What are they doing?" asked the wife puzzled.

Qin Lin, who already knew these young people very well, explained to her: "This should be the only box left. They use guessing to decide who will move the last box."

"That box doesn't seem to be heavy...Does it still need to guess who will carry it?" The wife was even more puzzled.

"It's just a small game among a group of young people." Qin Lin shook his head with a smile, turned and walked back.

He was thinking that his life would be much more lively in the future...

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When Wang Guangwei put the suitcase in the living room, everyone stared at the pile of luggage.

"Moving is really troublesome. When I think about putting these things back in different categories, I'm going crazy..." Zhang Qinghuan slumped on the sofa and couldn't get up.

"Lazy!" Hu Lai criticized.

Zhang Qinghuan glanced at Hu Lai who was also paralyzed on the sofa: "Are you embarrassed to say me?"

"Actually, it's okay? Everyone just needs to pack their own things." Xia Xiaoyu said so, and he didn't really want to move.

Only Junpei Morikawa went to the pile of luggage, started looking for his own things, sorted them out, and put them one by one in his room upstairs.

"Morikawa is really motivated..." Everyone looked at his figure and praised.

"Move, comrades." Wang Guangwei got up from his chair, "Don't let the Japanese look down upon you."

When he said this, the international image was involved, and the rest of the people felt embarrassed and continued to paralyze, and began to work with a long sigh.

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Because Chen Xingyi was the first to arrive, his things were almost packed, and he didn't hang up just a few clothes, and started going from house to house to watch the fun.

He first came to Morikawa Junpei's room, and found that Morikawa Junpei's suitcase was open, and everything was exposed outside, and he didn't pack it. Instead, he spread two of Hu Lai's Olympic team jerseys on the bed, and then stood there solemnly, staring down at the two jerseys.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xingyi felt a little uncomfortable, he called out: "Hey Senchuan..."

Junpei Morikawa withdrew his gaze and turned to look at him: "What are you doing? Xing Xingsan."

Chen Xingyi originally wanted to say that you really looked like you were saying goodbye to the corpse... But after thinking about it, he felt that Junpei Morikawa might not be able to understand such complicated Chinese, nor could he understand it.

It's not my jersey anyway...

He thought about it and waved his hands: "It's okay, you are busy with your work."

After speaking, he left Morikawa Junpei's room.

He came to the next room, where Wang Guangwei was arranging things.

As the only native of Jincheng among the six people, he doesn't have many things, because he can keep most of them in his own home.

"Want to help, Old Wang?" Chen Xingyi asked at the door.

Wang Guangwei shook his head: "No, I'll be fine soon. Have you finished cleaning?"

"No, there are still a few clothes missing, so I threw them on the bed, and I'm too lazy to get them." Then he found that the wardrobe in Wang Guangwei's room was empty, "Hey, do you only have a few clothes?"

"Yes."

"What about seasonal clothes?"

"Oh, I put it at home. I'll go back and get it when the season changes. I won't put so many things here..." Wang Guangwei explained.

"The locals are so nice." Chen Xingyi sighed, then turned and walked out, "You're busy."

"it is good."

Coming out of Wang Guangwei's room, Xia Xiaoyu's room is opposite. He looked at the door and found that Xia Xiaoyu was putting a box on the table. Judging from his careful movements, it seemed to be a very precious thing.

He suddenly became interested and walked in: "What is it?"

Seeing Chen Xingyi coming in, Xia Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Brother Chen, do you look familiar?"

Chen Xingyi leaned over to take a look... the national high school football championship medal in a box.

"Damn!" He remembered, this is the gold medal he was missing, but Xia Xiaoyu showed off his face unexpectedly.

Xia Xiaoyu laughed.

Chen Xingyi curled his lips in his laughter: "There is something, I have two, you have one. I'm not talking about balls, guess what it is?"

Xia Xiaoyu's smile froze on his face.

Now it was Chen Xingyi's turn to laugh happily, and went out laughing with his head raised.

Go out and turn up the stairs to the third floor, which is the back garden view room with the best location, so the rent is 500 yuan more expensive. It would be fine if it was a back garden full of flowers, but now it has been converted into a football field. Every day when you get up and open the curtains, you can see the football field that you are no longer familiar with. Chen Xingyi wonders if Brother Huan will I vomited.

The first sentence when I wake up every day is to cheer myself up: Good morning, football people!

"Want to help, Brother Huan?"

"What? You want help?"

"Oh, it's okay, I'll just ask." Chen Xingyi waved his hand. "Brother Huan, you are busy with your work."

"What the hell..." Zhang Qinghuan gave Chen Xingyi a white look, and continued to pack his things.

Chen Xingyi came in and went straight to the big spacious window, looking at the football field surrounded by barbed wire.

The flat turf is painted with long-lasting white lines, outlining a nine-a-side football field. The penalty area is narrowed, and there is only one on one side. It is not divided into a large penalty area and a small penalty area like a regular court.

Although it is not as big as a regular football field, it is quite shocking to look down from the third floor.

"This landscape is really invincible, no wonder the rent is more than five hundred." Chen Xingyi said with emotion.

Hearing what he said, Zhang Qinghuan said, "Then you give me five hundred, and I will give you this house."

"No, no, Brother Huan is the oldest among us, we have to respect the elders." Chen Xingyi said with a smile, and turned to leave.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a photo frame on Zhang Qinghuan's bedside table with a group photo inside.

Wearing a Tenglong jersey, Zhang Qinghuan, who has a young face, is in the center, with a man and a woman standing on his left and right sides.

Just as he was about to ask a casual question, he suddenly remembered what Zhang Qinghuan had experienced in the past, so he quickly looked away and said goodbye to Zhang Qinghuan: "Brother Huan, I'm going to Hu Lai's house."

"Hurry up and get out!" Zhang Qinghuan waved his hands impatiently and threw him out.

Get out of Zhang Qinghuan's room and walk along the corridor, you will find Hu Lai's room.

When he walked to the door, Hu Lai was taking out a round... football from his backpack.

"I'll go, let me tell you why your backpack takes up so much space... What are you doing with a ball?" Chen Xingyi was startled. "Kicked for us?"

"Kick your head." Hu Lai put the football on the top of a glass cabinet in the room.

"Hey, such a dirty ball, you still confess it as a treasure?" Seeing Hu Lai's action, Chen Xingyi became even more curious.

"This is the first football I bought with my pocket money." Hu Lai said, then turned to Chen Xingyi, "Do you remember where your first football went?"

Chen Xingyi spread his hands together: "Who remembers this?"

"You lost your first football and your original intention!"

"Chu Xin your sister..." He looked at the dirty football suspiciously, "No matter how you say it, you won't carry it with you everywhere..."

"You don't understand, this ball means a lot to me, it is what led me to the path of professional football." Hu Lai looked at the football with serious eyes.

Seeing him like this, Chen Xingyi couldn't tell for a moment whether he was telling the truth or acting for himself, so he curled his lips: "Okay..."

He looked around again, and found that Hu Lai's room was ordinary, and the only thing that stood out was the football.

Maybe he wasn't lying, this football really means a lot to him, just like those two Hu Lai jerseys of Junpei Morikawa;

By analogy, this broken football has an extraordinary meaning to Hu Lai, and it is quite normal.

Having said that, I don't know what Lao Wang would cherish more?

In the past, Chen Xingyi thought that Lao Wang cherished his hair the most, but when he knew that Wang Guangwei had cut his hair into a short cut, his three views almost collapsed.

If you really value your hair, obviously you won't make such a decision.

After much deliberation, he still couldn't imagine that there would be anything particularly important to him around Wang Guangwei.

Tsk, this boring man.