my football i call the shots

"Gao Yi, don't dawdle."

As the saying goes, the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry. Gao Yi was originally a super-fast person, but for some reason, at such an emergency, Gao Yi became a little indecisive, which also made Zhang Ziyang feel for him when he looked at it. In a hurry.

"Tsk... wait a minute, this dress is a little tight, it's hard to wear."

Gao Yi was still desperately trying to find excuses for himself. After Zhang Ziyang gave him a white look, he didn't expose him anymore, but just motioned him to hurry up so that he could lock the car.

After about 5 minutes, Gao Yi finally put on the shirt that he called "a little tight".

"Okay, come on, come on."

After Gao Yi got out of the car, Zhang Ziyang was finally able to lock the car. After all, he was not old enough. Although he could drive, he didn't have a driver's license after all. He was especially afraid of encountering traffic police, so he repeatedly urged Gao Yi to get out of the car.

After confirming that the car was locked, Zhang Ziyang immediately took out his smart mobile phone and contacted the driver, Uncle Wang.

"Hey, Uncle Wang, we're done, where are you now?"

"Uh……"

Uncle Wang on the phone paused, as if he saw something that shocked him.

But soon, he reported his location to Zhang Ziyang.

Hearing Uncle Wang's approximate location, Zhang Ziyang thought about it a little before he was sure where it was. After all, he was not a frequent visitor to the Sports Plaza area.

"Got it, I probably know where it is, let's go there now."

For some reason, Uncle Wang suddenly added on the phone: "Well, it's okay, you guys come here slowly, because Mr. Gao will not leave in a short time."

"That's it..." Zhang Ziyang didn't quite understand the meaning of Uncle Wang's words, but he quickly gestured: "Then please stay there for a while, we will go there now."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ziyang relayed the place Uncle Wang told him to Gao Yi.

"Huh??? This place? Isn't there a field?"

"The court? What court?"

Zhang Ziyang is still relatively new to the area of ​​the Sports Plaza, so he doesn't know exactly where Uncle Wang mentioned just now is a court, but he probably knows how to get there.

"That's right! It's a field field, and that field field is also the place where so many field players in Nanhu City dare not step on the field..."

Speaking of this, Gao Yi looked longingly: "It is said that there is a top amateur team stationed there, and the coach is a respected old international footballer. The venue was specially designated for them by the Municipal Sports Bureau, and they still trained. We will arrange relevant management personnel at the Sports Plaza to maintain order and prevent other unruly golfers from making trouble, so we have been afraid to approach that field for so many years."

"Oh!? Top amateur team!?"

Hearing such high-level vocabulary, Zhang Ziyang's eyes immediately brightened: "By the way, the 'Southern Wind' coached by the old international Mr. Wu Qunli we played against on Thursday is our top amateur team in Nanhu City. ? On that field, could it be..."

Gao Yi was taken aback by Zhang Ziyang's words, because Zhang Ziyang didn't say that Gao Yi hadn't discovered many things about the amateur team that seemed mysterious to him when he was a child and the "Southern Style" he had played against two days ago. similarities.

For example, they are all top-ranked amateur teams in South Lake City.

For example, they are all teams coached by former international footballers.

All kinds of similarities are enough for Gao Yi to directly overlap the two teams in his impression-because they are basically the same team.

"I think that should be the residence of the 'Southern Wind'."

Gao Yi nodded heavily and said, "It's just, what is my dad doing there? Isn't it 'romantic' to ask a lover out to watch football outside?"

Zhang Ziyang gave Gao Yi a blank look, and couldn't help complaining: "Fuck me, Gao Yi, can you stop talking about Uncle Gao's 'extramarital affairs'? Thanks to you wanting to get it, I see you, it is better not to read, just write some kind of "overbearing president is in love with me" and other romantic novels."

Regarding Zhang Ziyang's complaints, Gao Yi shrugged helplessly and said: "We haven't seen it yet, so I guess it's not a crime."

"only……"

Zhang Ziyang clicked his tongue: "It's just, who is always guessing at the bad like you? You know, that's your father! Maybe Uncle Gao is also a member of the 'Southern Style'?"

"Uh……"

Zhang Ziyang continuously mentioned that Gao Xun was likely to play football in the Sports Plaza, Gao Yi's attitude of firm denial suddenly wavered.

I thought that Gao Xun's attitude towards playing football was resolutely not allowing him to play football. In addition, he once said in the professional field that "Chinese football is dead", and after retiring, he left his hometown Yanbian and lived in seclusion in the south. Nanhu City, a small seaside city... All kinds of behaviors really made it impossible for Gao Yi to connect his thinking with the word "football".

However, the address where Gao Xun came, and the sportswear, including the jersey, long johns and sneakers on the balcony that he saw by chance before, Gao Yi's thoughts were shaken.

Because there are no absolutes.

That's not right, is my serious and rigid father the kind of person who "dislikes integrity in his mouth and body"?

However, whatever the facts are, Gao Yi will soon have to face them directly.

Because, as they talked, he and Zhang Ziyang went to the place Uncle Wang told them.

Looking at Gao Yi's complex expression, Zhang Ziyang also reminded with a dry cough: "Ahem, Gao Yi, this should be the place that Uncle Wang said."

"Hmm..." Gao Yi nodded. He pointed to a few managers patrolling around with sleeve bands and said, "This site is quite special, and there will be people patrolling around, so there must be nothing wrong."

"Okay then, let's go."

"Um……"

The closer he got to this field, Gao Yi only felt that his steps were getting heavier and heavier, as if he didn't want to continue walking to that place in his heart.

Because Gao Yi was afraid of seeing what he was disappointed with.

He was afraid that his father, whom he had always respected, had really done something disgraceful.

Maybe it's because the more a child respects his elders, the more afraid he is to find out that the elders he respects are not as noble as he imagined?

It's hard to describe the complex emotions.

While insiders are confused, outsiders are clear, Gao Yi's mood is complicated, but Zhang Ziyang doesn't take it seriously, because since Gao Yi told him his conjecture, Zhang Ziyang felt that it was purely Gao Yi's wild imagination.

Because in Zhang Ziyang's opinion, Gao Xun would never be that kind of person.

After approaching the "legendary field", Zhang Ziyang also quickly scanned the surrounding crowd, looking for Uncle Wang.

At this time, it happened that Uncle Wang's voice came out from behind them.

"Ziyang, Xiaoyi, here it is."

"Oh, Uncle Wang, Uncle Gao...where are you?"

Asked by Zhang Ziyang, Uncle Wang fell silent again, and Zhang Ziyang also looked dumbfounded. What does Uncle Wang's silence represent?

However, after Uncle Wang was silent this time, he finally gave the answer behind his silence.

I saw Uncle Wang looking at Gao Yi with a deep expression on his face: "Xiao Yi, I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that Lingfu has such excellent football skills."

"Football skills!?"

Zhang Ziyang lost his voice, while Gao Yi was dumbfounded.

"Hmm..." Uncle Wang's deep expression turned into admiration, and he told what he had just seen.

"When Mr. Gao arrived at the football field just now, he took off his coat and put on the football shoes he was carrying just now. Maybe the game is about to start. Mr. Gao did a simple warm-up on the sidelines before playing. At first I was quite curious, thinking that Mr. Gao was only here to play wild football, but later I found out that I was wrong, completely wrong. It turns out that Mr. Gao’s football skills are so outstanding.”

Uncle Wang's words immediately aroused Zhang Ziyang's interest.

"Uncle Wang, how good is Uncle Gao's football skills?"

"If I had to describe it..." Uncle Wang paused, many gorgeous words floated through his mind, but he found that none of them were suitable, so he simply chose this one in the end.

"Well, if I want to describe it, Mr. Gao is like a dancer on the green field, like the team's midfield brain, his dribbling is too elegant and wonderful, and his long pass is always Being able to accurately find teammates on the pitch..."

Gao Yi didn't know what to say at this time.

At this moment, Gao Yi was stunned with his mouth open. Obviously, he hadn't recovered from this fact.

However, what Uncle Wang has seen has already proved Gao Xun's innocence, but such a Gao Xun has severely impacted Gao Yi's inertial thinking.

Unexpectedly, my father, who tried every means to prevent me from playing football, was also secretly playing football in private, even in the sports square that I was familiar with. "It plays the main role in it.

When Gao Yi couldn't accept it immediately, Zhang Ziyang curiously asked about the stadium where Uncle Wang Gaoxun was.

After Uncle Wang led the two boys for about 50 meters, a well-maintained green field appeared in front of them. In this field, two teams were fighting in full swing, and one of them was wearing a " The "Southern style" of the characteristic logo of "South China Tiger".

And these two young men found a familiar figure at the same time with their naked eyes.

The fat man wearing the No. 22 jersey was passing two defensive players in the midfield with a speed and flexibility they could not imagine, and sent a concealed through ball to the teammate who advanced in time , His teammates did not disappoint him with such a beautiful ball, he shot the ball and hit the net.

Isn't this "Southern style" player wearing the No. 22 jersey the Gao Xun who "leaves early and returns late", "betrays the family", and "engages in extramarital affairs"!
After seeing the truth, the expression on Gao Yi's face was too wonderful to describe in words.