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Chapter 49 Happy Chinese New Year

This Chinese New Year, Long Bisheng did not go home.

One is that the journey is long, and it takes three or four days just to be on the road. In fact, most of the students in the football school whose homes are far away have not returned home, and Long Yuyun has no time to pick him up because of his busy military affairs. A sense of crisis - Ding Yu once said that some students will be eliminated every year. Although some of these eliminated students will become members of other clubs, Long Bisheng does not want to pin his hopes on this.Half of the year has passed, Long Bisheng didn't want to be one of the eliminated.It is precisely because of these three reasons that Long Bisheng prepared to celebrate the New Year here with peace of mind after he called home.

It was the first time for her son to celebrate the New Year outside, Yin Xiuping was naturally very worried, but since it was in school, and there were many classmates who did not go back to celebrate the New Year, Yin Xiuping was relieved and just told Long Bisheng to call home every day.

The Liaoning trio in the same dormitory did not go home. They did not go home last year, and they are used to this kind of life, and their home is far away from Yunjia, although it is not as far away as XJ—Dai Guangming and the three of them met back home. Although they are not from the same place, they had a good relationship when they were in Wuhan Football School, and Wuhan is not far from Yunjia.

With the cold weather, there is less and less time for training. Most of the time, Long Bisheng spends time in the gym training his strength, sprinting and dribbling in the gymnasium. His life is dull and fulfilling.

In the past six months, he has learned a lot. He has finally come into contact with the threshold of professional football, and also understood the cruelty of professional football. He is almost 11 years old now, and there are still four and a half years before he can enter the Yunjiatianyu U-15 echelon.

At that time, playing football will become his main business. If he can persist until he is 17 years old, he can at least be a substitute in a second-tier team. With the current popularity of the Chinese league, even if he is a substitute in the second-tier league, his income will far exceed that of ordinary urban white-collar workers.

It seems that the high elimination rate of professional players is also normal, after all, the rewards are very rich!

It's just that Long Bisheng hasn't been able to think so far now, nor has he thought that he will be able to earn a lot of money by playing football in the future-he has only one goal now, and that is to continuously enhance his strength so that he will not be eliminated in advance. As for the future, let's talk about it.

About half of the 600 students in the whole school were left after the winter break. The school was already familiar with this situation. On the night of the New Year’s Eve, they had a special dinner party. After the dinner, they watched the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala in the auditorium. However, most of these children were not very interested in the Spring Festival Gala, and most of them went to play games or call their homes.

Long Bisheng was also calling his own home. He was quite smart and planned to call early so that he would not be able to grab the receiver when he got it. But when he watched the Spring Festival Gala for a while and was about to go to the public phone booth, he found that the place was already crowded with students from the football school, all of them waving phone cards in their hands, waiting to call home.

Long Bisheng wanted to squeeze in but couldn't. Although he was big and healthy, human beings often couldn't use common sense to calculate at this time. Generally speaking, those who can squeeze in to buy tickets during the Spring Festival travel rush may not necessarily be big.

After squeezing in for a few times but not getting in, Long Bisheng returned to the dormitory angrily. He was not angry because he couldn't squeeze in, but because he had an appointment with his mother and called home every day-if the call was late today, mother would be worried!

Pushing open the door of the dormitory, Long Bisheng was stunned. The coach Ding Yu squatted on the chair as if he had nothing to do, playing poker with the northeast trio.

Ding Yu is also from the Northeast, his hometown is in Tieling, and Zhao Benshan is half a fellow, but after he stayed in Yunjia, he brought his parents to Yunjia, and there is no problem of going back to his hometown. Today, he is probably bored at home, so he came to school specially. As for why he came to dormitory [-] to play poker, the reason is very simple, dormitory [-] is the cleanest dormitory in the school.

"I heard Hu Gandang they said that you went to call home, why did you come back? Did you finish the call?" Ding Yu asked Long Bisheng in surprise with a handful of poker in his hand.

"It goes without saying that there are too many people in the queue and it's too long, so we might as well call later to avoid such a long queue." Zhang Yi said with a smile.

"The line is not long, it's thick." Long Bisheng dragged a stool and sat down, saying in a low voice.

The four of them were taken aback for a moment, and then they understood what Long Bisheng meant, and immediately let out a burst of laughter. Ding Yu laughed so hard that he coughed: "This... These guys don't know how to line up... Cough, forget it, Long Bisheng, I guess you want to call home too, use my phone."

The current time has just entered the year 2000, not many people have a phone, even if they can afford it, they can't afford it. However, with Ding Yu's income level, mobile phones are still available.

Long Bisheng hesitated for a moment, took the cell phone that Ding Yu took out, and dialed the number at home.

The signal of Ding Yu's mobile phone is very good, at least on this busy night, it was easy to get through. After only one ring, Long Bisheng heard a ringing in the microphone, and then a familiar voice sounded: "Is it Bisheng?"

"Mom, it's me!" Long Bisheng choked up after saying only four words. He half turned around, not wanting others to see his red-rimmed eyes.

"Playing cards and playing cards." Ding Yu said quietly to the northeast trio: "Whose turn is it?"

Long Bisheng took a few steps towards the door, and listened carefully to his mother's nagging from the microphone: "Remember to add more clothes, take a shower in time if you sweat during training, be careful of catching a cold, eat more, and don't be hungry..."

Every time Yin Xiuping said something, Long Bisheng nodded. Although he had heard these words countless times on the phone in the past few days, at this special moment, any words would make him miss home.

Yin Xiuping had been rambling on for a long time before she came back to her senses and said with a smile, "Look at me, I'm already so rambunctious now, your father wants to talk to you."

"Father!" Long Bisheng shouted.

Long Yuyun's steady voice came from the microphone: "Well, very good, son, how is the past six months? Can you still get used to it?"

"Well, it's okay, the coach and classmates are helping me, I'm doing well." Long Bisheng nodded and said.

"Okay, I won't say anything more. By the way, there is someone who has been waiting for your call today." Long Yuyun said with a smile.

"Who is it?" Long Bisheng asked in surprise.

Long Yuyun didn't say much, and passed the phone backhanded. Within two seconds, Long Bisheng's familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from the phone: "Aaron, you boy! You didn't come back for the New Year this time! You made me come to your house for nothing!"

"You are..." Long Bisheng asked hesitantly, "Who are you?" He heard the voice very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The other party's voice was immediately filled with sorrow: "Oh my God, you don't remember me anymore, I still remember the days when we two walked together..."

Hearing the first few words, Long Bisheng, his hands trembled in fright, and he pressed the loudspeaker button. The mournful voice immediately began to echo in the [-] dormitory: "You forgot, but I didn't forget. It was a happy day for half a year. We met every day, walking on the beautiful grassland..."

"Wahhahahaha..." The stunned Ding Yu and the other four burst out laughing wildly, but Long Bisheng could tell: "Brother Azhati, are you brother Azhati?"

The other party's voice returned to normal: "You just remembered! By the way, I changed my Chinese name to Li Fang! Next year I will be able to join the first team. Once I sign a professional contract, I plan to take my father and mother to Yunjia for Chinese New Year this year! I wanted to visit you, but I didn't expect you to go to Yunjia. I will come to you as soon as I return to Yunjia!"

"That's great, Azati... No, Brother Li Fang! I have been looking for you since I came to Yunjia, but others said that there is no XJ named Azati. I didn't expect you to change your name." Long Bisheng said excitedly.

"It's more convenient to use this name. I like the current name!" Li Fang said with a smile: "By the way, how are you doing now? You also know that I entered the Yunjia echelon directly. I am not familiar with the football school, and I don't know what kind of training you will receive."

"Not bad, I learned a lot." Long Bisheng said.

After chatting for a few more words, Li Fang and Long Bisheng made an appointment to come to him as soon as he returned to Yunjia, and after Long Yuyun gave a few more instructions, Long Bisheng hung up the phone. Seeing that the call showed that he had been calling for more than ten minutes, he embarrassedly said to Ding Yu: "Coach Ding, the call took too long...I have money here, is ten yuan enough?"

(End of this chapter)