Legend of the Blue Lion

Chapter 119 Want to defend this goal

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"Xiang Hong?
Dad, they've had a dirty season.

There was an 11-game losing streak in the past, and they have already been relegated early.

Moreover, the number of points is still the lowest record in the history of the Chinese professional league.

what to do...

Aiya, I go! "

He Yu was driving the car, and when he turned his head sideways to talk to He Xianyang, he almost rear-ended him.

He Xianyang quickly extinguished the cigarette butt, and said seriously:

"Why are you so excited, drive hard!
You old man, I haven't seen a game in hundreds of years, so I can't go and see it?
Besides, you play football at a distance of seven or eight hundred feet, and I can't see it. "

He Yu was speechless, and thought to go, so he just went, and happened to watch the ball with his father.

It's been a long time since I felt this way. The last time I felt like this, the two father and son went out to watch a football game secretly. It was something that happened when he was a child...

Hunan, Yiyang, Olympic Sports Center
In a short while, it will be around 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

When we arrived at the gate of the stadium, we found that there were very few people.

The game kicked off at 3 o'clock, and the front of the gate is still empty, except for a few staff who are responsible for distributing free tickets, a few lazy security guards, and a few fans who seem to be organized...

Got the tickets and went to the stands.

The huge contrast hits, and this is called the real neglect in front of the door.

There are less than 200 people in the entire stand, and more than 80 of them are fans of the visiting team's Expeditionary Force...

The two sides of the match are Hunan Xianghong vs. Shanghai Xinxin at home.

This is the 29th round of China League One this year, and it is also the penultimate round.

The players have already warmed up on the court, and the Xinxin team players interact with the fans in the stands from time to time.

But Xianghong's players are passing the ball on their own, warming up...

"Son, did you see that?

The players of the Xinxin team are very relaxed. I don't need to look at the score sheet. I know that they must be neither up nor down.

However, Xianghong's players showed a kind of burnout, a feeling of not working hard, and lifeless. "

He Xianyang watched for a while, then commented.

He Yu also nodded slightly, didn't say anything, just looked at Xianghong's No. 4, captain Cao Pan on the field.

And I paid special attention to the goalkeepers on both sides. Watching them warming up with basic movements, there is an indescribable feeling.

He Xianyang noticed his reaction, smiled, and asked:

"What's the matter, want to guard this goal?"

He Yu came back to his senses, smiled faintly, and replied:

"How can it be! This is a profession. I just play wild football. It's not the same thing."

"Then, if you win the next national competition.

Next year, isn't your team here? "

He Xianyang said, and patted his shoulder.

He Yu understands that the "here" his father refers to is not this stadium, but this level of competition.

He Yu still didn't speak, just smiled and said nothing.

After a while, the game officially started...

There was no energy at all in the scene, footballs came and went, mostly in the midfield area.

One side has no desires, one side has no desire to fight.

If this game can be good, it will be hell.

Only Cao Pan, the only old player He Yu thought was still running, was still running without hesitation.

The 33-year-old left back has little time left and can continue his career.

Although the team's performance is not satisfactory, he is still the one who can't run to death.

This is the second time for He Yu to watch Xianghong's game this year.The last time was in May, on Mother's Day, I stopped by with He Yi and took a look.

The only impression left is the same as this time, only Cao Pan is still running...

"Look, these two goalkeepers are not very good either!

In my opinion, at your current level, if you go up, you are better than them. "

He Xianyang said, and He Yu laughed.

"Return to my current level?

Dad, you haven't seen me play football for almost ten years, right? "

"Even at your previous level, it's more than enough to play this kind of game!"

"Dad, after all, professional and amateur are different..."

"What's the difference, you should have been a professional player!"

Well, He Xianyang's words killed their chat.

They all knew about those past events that had been covered in dust over the years, but they were unwilling to mention them again.

Mentioning it is more of a regret, a pity...

The game was almost over, and there was no further episode. The two sides of the game shook hands 0-0.

The fans in the stands were dull.

Just after the game, when the players of both sides left the field and entered the player channel.

The few die-hard fans were still there, chanting the names of their favorite players.

Seeing the sweat on Cao Pan's face, He Yu felt very sad.

This veteran, but tried his best, now has a sad expression on his face.

"Cao Pan!

Brother Pan...

Well done! "

He Yu stood up and shouted, paying tribute to the idol in his heart.

Cao Pan was a little surprised when he heard it.

Looking up, he saw a tall young man in the stands giving him a thumbs up.

With a knowing smile, he also stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs up in return.

Then, disappeared in the player tunnel...

He Xianyang watched, and said behind He Yu:

"Do you want to play football with him, with your idol?"

He Yu turned his head and smiled faintly: "Are you kidding, it's impossible."

"possible!"

When the father and son were still in the cold, a big fat man walked over with a big horn in his hand.

In this winter season, some people actually only wore a vest and a coat only hung on the elbows.

"Hey, Dayu?

I'm not mistaken, you're here too.

Alas, Xianghong does not live up to expectations.

This year, among our several football teams in Hunan, you are the best and the most up-to-date! "

The visitor said with a smile, he is the famous vest brother who had a relationship with He Yu once.

"Brother vest, hello.

I saw you early in the morning, and your horn is the loudest!
This is my father, who accompanied him to watch the game today. "

As He Yu spoke, he also introduced the famous vest brother to He Xianyang.

The vest brother smiled, still cheerful, and quickly said:

"What a beauty!

If I hadn't missed the past, I wouldn't have come.

Where do they have the idea to play well, they have already been relegated, and they are all thinking about finding another home!

It's better for you to give Hunan football a sigh of relief!
The next national competition will be played, right? "

"Well, the fight will start on the 7th of next month." He Yu smiled faintly.

"Well, it's in Zhenjiang, no, I'll go there to cheer you on!"

As the vest brother said, he shook hands with He Yu and left with his signature loudspeaker...

Seeing that Maitreya-like vest brother left, He Xianyang started talking to He Yu again:

"Look, there are fans.

You really don't want to try again? "

"Dad, I'm already 27, it's impossible..."

He Yu said helplessly, and He Xianyang also felt that it was too late, shaking his head...

A father and son are about to get in the car after leaving the stadium.

"Go on your own, I'll take a taxi to find an old friend, and then go back by myself.

It’s not far away, so you don’t need to run around to deliver it. "

As soon as He Xianyang finished speaking, He Yu also agreed, but he was still joking.

"That……

Are you sure you didn't go to find some aunt? "

"Your sister!"

"Yo, you still understand this?"

"Stop fooling around with me, I'll have one last word with you."

He Yu smiled faintly and said, "Leader, tell me."

He Xianyang glared at him angrily, and then said seriously:

"If you really have a chance to play, you can think about it.

Get out, Dad is your big fan!
If you can't get out, come back, our business is still going on, and our family will not starve to death! "

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(End of this chapter)