The way of football

There were only 3 minutes of stoppage time, and Zhang Fan was still desperately looking for an opportunity. He really wanted to perform a hat-trick for Anchun today, but the players of the Sifang Dragon Teng team were very satisfied with the score and didn't want to attack again. After all, everyone is playing in the same league and knows the unspoken rules of football. Whoever can't use it, doesn't save any face for the other party, and the enmity will end in the future.

The players of the Jiangsu Sainty team were even more annoyed, they were all [-]-[-], and they were thinking what to do, I abolished you so that you would never be able to play football, so many black feet rushed to Zhang Fan, but although Zhang Fan was thin and small, But his body was stronger than ordinary people, and he got up again after being kicked over, as if nothing happened, but the kicker grinned in pain, like a dog that was not killed by a knife.

The referee saw that the overall situation was settled, and he was afraid that something would happen if he continued to play. Before the stoppage time, the whistle for the end of the game was blown.

As soon as the game ended, the reporters rushed towards Zhang Fan like a swarm. Originally, they were all here for the Jiangsu Sainty team. , Sifang Longteng is hard to fly at home; Sulu contends for supremacy, Audi struggles against Nai and so on, but Zhang Fan changed everything. He turned a 22-player game into a one-man performance. The privilege of Chinese referees.

Head coach Qi Wusheng told the two bosses not to accept interviews with reporters alone before the game was over. God knows what these reporters can gossip about.

So when the reporters gathered around with 'long guns and short cannons', they saw Yang Meng blocking Zhang Fan tightly like an iron tower, and another fat man like a bucket said with a smile like a businessman: "I'm sorry! , Zhang Fan is still young, he is only our second-tier player, and he is not accepting interviews now. If you have any questions, just ask me.”

"Ask you? Which onion are you?!" Some reporters got anxious and yelled at Shao Hua.

"He is Shao Hua, the boss of the Sifang Dragon Teng team." A reporter from Zaoshi reminded him in a low voice.

"what!"

Seeing that Zhang Fan had been escorted away by Yang Meng, the reporters were so worried that they couldn't escape the watermelon and lost the sesame seeds, so they grabbed Shao Hua and the Sifang Longteng players and snapped wildly, trying to get Zhang Fan's information.

In the following post-match press conference, Pei En did not attend, and the team leader Li Xiao took the reporters' questions instead.However, only a few reporters from Jiangsu asked Li Xiao a few insipid questions, while the other reporters pointed their finger at Qi Wusheng.

Qi Wusheng has become an old fox. He first praised the Jiangsu Sainty team as a strong team with a very mature style of play, and then reiterated that the goal of the Sifang Longteng team is to avoid relegation. Others are now unrealistic.Regarding Zhang Fan's question, Qi Wusheng didn't know anything about it, and the reporter was almost mad by him. If the cameras in their hands were really long guns and short cannons, Qi Wusheng would definitely be riddled with holes.

After being protected by YangMeng and leaving the arena, he received a call from An Chun, asking where he was.An Chun said that she, Guo Xing, and Deng Jianfei were waiting for him at the gate of Sifang Longteng Club, and asked him why he hadn't answered the phone.

Zhang Fan hurriedly explained that there were too many people, so he didn't hear.An Chun told him to come to the club immediately, otherwise he would look good.

The club is not far from Guangming Stadium, and Zhang Fan arrived soon after playing.

"If you don't answer my calls, I thought I'd become a big star and look down on me." An Chun said softly.

"How dare I." Zhang Fan said with a smile, he was really happy that An Chun came to watch him compete.

"In front of Miss An, Bush is a small person. Does he count as Zhang Fan, right Zhang Fan?" Deng Jianfei joked.

Zhang Fan smiled and said: "Everyone come to cheer me up, I won't say thank you words, I'm treating guests today, everyone go and have a meal."

"There must be a goal award for a goal. Let's go to the Wanli Hotel to kill him." Guo Xing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.

Deng Jianfei said: "I agree with both hands."

An Chun smiled and said, "I reluctantly agree."

After dinner, it was almost seven o'clock. Guo Xing and Deng Jianfei wanted to take the car back to Zaoteng District. Zhang Fan refused to let them go, saying: "Don't leave today, just stay in my dormitory for one night, or stay in the dormitory." Hotel, I will rest tomorrow, let's play around together."

Deng Jianfei was dizzy from drinking, and said: "Forget it, An Chun came to Zaoshi from Qingdao to see you, and the orangutan and I will not be the big light bulbs."

An Chun drank a bottle of beer, her pink face flushed, and she said angrily: "A Fei, you are looking for death."

Deng Jianfei pulled Guo Xing and ran: "We are looking for death if we stay. You young couple should press the road hard."

Because of what Deng Jianfei and Guo Xing said when they left, An Chun and Zhang Fan felt a little embarrassed, and felt that there was no way to vent their feelings. After leaving the hotel, they walked along Jiefang Road in silence. Jiefang Road came to an end, and walked along Changjie Road, finally An Chun couldn't hold back anymore, stomped her feet and said angrily: "You are dumb, if you don't speak again, I will go back to Qingdao."

Although Zhang Fan heard from An Chun that her aunt lives in Zaoshi, it is not impossible for An Chun to return to Qingdao now with An Chun's temper.Zhang Fan stammered and found a topic, "Where is the football I threw you?"

"What are you doing? I still want to go back."

"No, I'm just asking, how did you know about my competition today?" Zhang Fan felt stupid, why did he find such a topic.

"I'm not illiterate, can't I read the news? I'm not welcome?" An Chun deliberately stopped Zhang Fan from talking.

"Welcome, how could you not welcome me? I heard that you have been admitted to Nanjing University. Congratulations."

"It's a pity to be admitted to the jujube master with your grades."

"I'm satisfied if I can play in the league, and it doesn't matter if I don't go to college."

"You live in a dormitory?"

"kindness."

"How often do you go home?"

"Did you just come here?"

The two of them were chatting one after another, talking about trivial matters, but the two young people had an unusually happy chat, and laughter spread all over the floor behind them.

After walking around Zaoshi for half a circle, An Chun knelt down and covered her sandals and said, "My feet hurt so much, come and help me see if they are worn out."

Zhang Fan squatted down and saw An Chun's little feet by the street lamp. She was 1.7 meters five, but An Chun had a pair of natural feet. Her white and tender toes were painted with pink nail polish, which looked crystal clear under the light. For a young boy, Zhang Fan felt that his throat was dry, and there was a dark fire rising in his heart.

An Chun didn't pay attention to Zhang Fan's staring eyes, and said, "Do you see that your heel is worn out?"

Seeing that An Chun's heels were rubbed red, Zhang Fan said with a sour voice, "Why don't you wear socks?"

"It's so cool. Hey! Zhang Fan, you've grown up. I remember that I'm even shorter than you when I'm squatting." An Chun said.

The flame in Zhang Fan's heart was extinguished instantly, yes, what is he?You are just a dwarf, no matter how good you are at playing football, you are still a dwarf. An Chun can only be ridiculed and looked down upon with you. You should give up your heart and stop wanting to eat swan meat.

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