Fox in the Penalty Area

"Here comes the newspaper!"

A man riding a battery scooter, wearing a helmet and whose age could not be identified, picked up a stack of newspapers on the pedal of the scooter and put it at the door of the supermarket chain.

Then he drove the battery car again into the early morning night. Behind him, a supermarket employee in uniform came out of it, picked up the newspaper and entered the store, and began to unravel the newspaper and distribute it on the newspaper rack.

Today, when newsstands have completely disappeared from the streets and alleys of Jincheng, and with e-reading occupying an absolute dominant position, traditional paper media, especially newspapers, are almost desperate.

Now only newspapers can be seen near the checkout counters of these supermarket chains.

Many people do not have the habit of buying a newspaper to read at home.

There are too many a on the Internet that can replace newspapers, their content is richer and the information is more comprehensive.

Those traditional newspaper offices have also transformed into new media businesses.

But there are always some things that cannot be replaced by the data on the Internet.

Before dawn, office workers who got up early to catch the bus to work walked into the chain supermarket next to the bus station with cold and damp.

"Here's a box of milk, and give me two pork buns." The office worker pointed to the boxed milk that was boiling in the rice cooker next to the cash register and the buns next to it.

While waiting for the cashier to bag the buns and take out the milk carton to dry the water, the office worker casually turned his head and looked around the cashier counter to pass the time.

His eyes finally fell on the row of newspaper racks.

Or rather, the newspapers on the rack.

The cover of the front page is turned outside, revealing the name and main content of the newspaper, which is convenient for readers to choose and read, so as to decide whether to buy or not.

The first thing office workers saw was a copy of Jincheng Business Daily. Below the registration were two photos, one on the left and one on the left.

The one on the left is Qin Lin wearing a red star jersey, and he is raising his arms in a gesture of waving.

The photo on the right is a group photo of the entire Shining Star team surrounded by the Chinese Super League championship trophy "Shenlong Cup" and the sky filled with ribbons and confetti.

Below the two photos is a caption, the first half of which is under the photo on the left, which reads: "Farewell to the old days,"

Below the photo on the right is the second half of the caption: "Welcome to the new era!"

The office worker reached out and took the newspaper off the newspaper rack, and put them together on the cash register: "One more newspaper."

After paying with the smart phone, he held the carton of milk in his hand, hooked the plastic bag containing the buns with his little finger, opened the newspaper while walking out of the small supermarket, and looked intently, even forgetting to eat the breakfast in his hand.

When the bus came, he put away the newspaper and swiped his card to get on the bus. There were no seats left, so he could only hold on to a ring and barely stopped.

The newspaper was caught under his arm and he couldn't take it out, and he couldn't eat breakfast in the rickety car.

He saw a young boy sitting next to him, concentrating on the newspaper in his hand.

Not Jincheng Business Daily, but Jincheng Evening News.

The photo is slightly different from the one in the business paper, but the story is the same.

Title: ""Sparkling Star Miracle" - the Chinese version of "Rose Miracle"! "

So the office worker turned his body slightly and tilted his head to look at the newspaper in the boy's hand. The words were a little small and the car was shaking a little, but the office worker still frowned slightly and looked at it intently.

They weren't the only people reading newspapers on this bus.

After the bus left the station, some people quickly came to the station and continued to wait for the next bus.

In the small supermarket diagonally behind the station, another person walked in.

He didn't search the shelves at the back, nor did he buy breakfast. Instead, he turned to where the newspaper rack was and took down every newspaper that had the news of Shining Star winning the Chinese Super League championship on the front page.

After stacking a thick stack, put it on the cash register: "Buy newspapers."

The elderly cashier aunt was startled: "Buy so much? Does anyone still read so many newspapers?"

The customer smiled and said, "Don't read it, save it."

"Favorite?" The cashier was even more surprised.

The customer pointed her to the photo and the headline on the front page of the top newspaper.

"we are the champion! "

The star players holding the trophy collectively ran towards the camera lens. The background was the stands and roof of the Provincial Sports Center pulled and deformed by the ultra-wide-angle lens, and the fireworks rising in the night sky.

"I'm going to buy all the newspapers on the market that say Shining Star is the champion, and then put them up." The customer smiled and stared at those newspapers, as if he was looking at his baby, while still talking. Explaining, "Now that the newsstands are gone, it's not easy to buy those newspapers..."

Even if the cashier aunt doesn't watch football or pay attention to football, it's impossible not to understand after seeing this scene. She asked, "Is it because our city's team became the champion?"

"Yes, our city. Jincheng, Anton, the first Chinese Super League champion in history." The customer said happily. "So I want to collect all the newspapers that reported on this matter today. After many years, I think these are the witnesses of history."

"Then I'll get you a plastic bag..." The cashier aunt glanced outside. It wasn't raining outside yet, but the weather forecast said there would be light rain today.

"No, I brought a bag." The customer shrugged and slid out a backpack from behind. "waterproof."

He unzipped it, revealing some newspapers inside.

Aunt smiled: "You are well prepared..."

The customer didn't speak this time, paid the money, put all the newspapers into the backpack, zipped it up, turned around and went out the door.

The cashier aunt went to eat the breakfast she had already heated up from the microwave oven in the store, and was going to take time to eat.

This is a chain supermarket that can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys of Jincheng. The story that happened here this morning is also constantly being staged in the streets and alleys of this city.

It is not just one person who can think of buying today's newspapers for collection.

In addition to newspapers, the entertainment screens on the subway buses are also full of news reports related to yesterday's game.

Some people don’t look at the screen that can’t even hear the sound on the noisy public transport, but look down at their mobile phone, which is still on the news about the coronation of the new Chinese Super League king.

Hu Lai, Qin Lin, Chen Xingyi and other players appeared repeatedly in every corner of the city.

Chen Xingyi's goal, Hu Lai's lore, Qin Lin waved goodbye, the whole team cheered with the trophy...

This big city with a population of more than 10 million once again shares the same breath and fate because of football.

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Wang Yuan, who was making breakfast for Qin Qi in the kitchen, saw her husband coming down the stairs, her eyes widened in surprise: "What are you doing up so early?"

"Morning exercise..." Qin Lin, who was wearing a tracksuit, said it as a matter of course.

"Morning exercises, what morning exercises? My brother Lin, you've retired!"

Qin Lin was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and smiled himself.

Yes, I'm retired.

No more training day in and day out to stay in shape.

But his body has already remembered this rhythm...

"Can you go back to sleep for a while? I'll make you breakfast after I bring Qiqi back." Wang Yuan turned and went into the kitchen as she spoke.

Qin Lin did not go back, but continued to walk to the dining table, sat down and watched his wife cook in the kitchen.

"I can't sleep anyway."

"Then watch TV." The wife said without looking back.

"No, turn on the TV, it's probably all news about our championship, I'm tired of watching it."

Wang Yuan looked back at Qin Lin, and found that the latter was leaning on the dining table and looking at her with his chin propped on one hand.

So she asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you." Qin Lin didn't look away.

"Yo, don't you get tired of watching me?" Wang Yuan smiled slightly.

"No." Qin Lin shook his head lightly.

"I hate it." Wang Yuan gave her husband a blank look, then turned around and continued to do her own work.

At this time, footsteps were heard upstairs, and their child Qin Qi jumped down from the stairs: "Mom, is breakfast ready... Uh, Dad? Didn't you go to morning exercise?"

He looked at Qin Lin in surprise.

"Morning exercises? I'm retired." Qin Lin said.

"You can do morning exercises even after retiring, Dad. You can't get fat like blowing up a balloon after you retire, right? I won't let you watch my games..."

Qin Lin heard his wife chuckle in the kitchen, he gave his son a hard look, and decided to go out for morning exercises.

After persisting for so many years, my body is like a machine that runs continuously. It is really uncomfortable to stop suddenly...

He tightened the smart watch on his wrist, changed his sneakers at the door, opened the door and ran out.

Then there was the sound of the courtyard door opening and closing, and the sound of rhythmic footsteps extended towards the direction of the forest park.

That was his old morning run.

He had to pass the huge detached villa with a football field back garden not far from next door.

As he ran, he heard nothing from the room or the field behind the house.

None of those young people should have gotten up.

Thinking of the carnival celebration from last night to the middle of the night, a gentle smile appeared on the big brother's face.

For the first time in their lives, let them sleep well...

He withdrew his gaze and ran past the villa with rhythmic footsteps.

In the room of that villa, the young people were sleeping in disorder on their respective beds, snoring everywhere, and occasionally talking in sleep.

The morning after becoming the champion of the Chinese Super League was noisy and lively, but also quiet.

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s, there is an update today.

Last night, I moved the update that was supposed to be at this time today, in order to let everyone enjoy it in one breath.

Coincidentally, this chapter was originally about one morning, and it is especially appropriate to read it in the morning...

Next, enter the sage time, and today will be updated.

Two updates will be resumed tomorrow.

In addition, this volume has officially entered the countdown, and I still have to think about how to start the new volume and how to write it. Cavin is a common practice, and I can only rely on the remaining four chapters to support it. Sorry everyone.

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