Godfather of national football

Chapter 256 Celebrating the Spring Festival ([-])
It was dark early in the northeast, Li Guo leaned against a corner of the wooden house, quietly admiring the ice lanterns surrounding the house.

"Today is the last day of this year. If you count according to the lunar calendar, then this year I have gained a lot."

The top 16 of the World Cup and the champion of the Asian Cup, these are all achievements that can be recorded in history.

In 2011, Li Guo led the Chinese team to win the first Asian Cup championship. Li Guo has already started YY how to describe himself in textbooks several years later.

Just as Li Guo was masturbating alone, Li Zibing in the room yelled, "It's time to eat, Li Guo."

When Li Guo walked into the house, he felt a burst of warmth. The thermal performance of this wooden house is really good. No wonder people here still choose wooden houses when reinforced concrete is so popular today.

"What are you eating?" Li Guo walked over swaggeringly.

Li Zibing gave Li Guo a wink, and said softly: "No matter what I give you to eat later, I will say it is delicious, you know?"

Li Guo blinked his eyes, thinking: "Am I such an ignorant person?"

But after the three of them sat around, Li Guo was still a little surprised. This can be said to be the most miserable New Year's Eve dinner in his life.

There are only three dishes in total, two of which are exactly the same as yesterday, Northeast sauerkraut and frozen tofu, but today there is a meat dish, braised carp.

"Wow, it's so rich!" Li Guo's face full of smiles amused Li Zibing, thinking: "This guy is really good at acting, I don't know how many women he has cheated."

Aunt Leng said: "I'm sorry, the transportation in this village is not convenient, and the fish was given by the village head."

Li Guo knew that actions are worth a thousand words, so he picked up a chopstick of sauerkraut and ate half a bowl of rice, as if he had never eaten rice in his life.

Aunt Leng is very simple, seeing Li Guo's appearance, she thought Li Guo really liked her New Year's Eve dinner.

"If you like it, eat more."

"Of course, beauty, I warn you not to rob me."

Li Zibing burst into a smile, looked at Li Guo, his eyes seemed to say, it's almost over, the play is a bit overdone.

Halfway through eating, there were rustling noises outside the door, Li Guo wondered, how could someone come at this time, could it be a weasel?
But soon a big man came in, and Aunt Leng called out the village chief enthusiastically.

"village head?"

Li Guo and Li Zibing exchanged glances, wondering what this guy was doing here.

It turned out to be like this, although the village is small, but the sparrows are small and well-equipped. There is also a small auditorium in this village. Today's New Year's Eve, the small auditorium will hold a Spring Festival Gala, and the village head is here to call Aunt Leng to go over later.

The name of the village is Cui Shikui, and he said excitedly, "Don't forget, Aunt Leng, the show will be exciting!"

Li Guo was born with a poisonous tongue, so he blurted out, "How exciting, is Uncle Benshan coming?"

Cui Shikui was not happy when he heard that, he hated other people's argument with him the most, it was tantamount to asking for money.

But with the elders in front, Cui Shikui suppressed his anger, "Who is this Aunt Leng?"

"Just the one on TV, the one where the Chinese team is playing football, and he is standing on the edge of the field with his arm around his chest."

"Fourth official?"

Li Guo, Li Zibing couldn't help but chuckle, Cui Shikui looked over, oh my god, isn't this Li Guo.

"Li Guo!"

Cui Shikui threw the flashlight in his hand, and he came up with a bear hug. The people in the mountains have strong hands. If he rubbed Li Guo's body, it would be no less than being attacked by a black blind man in the northeast.

Seeing that Li Guokuai was injured internally, Li Zibing hurriedly said: "Village Chief, come and sit down."

Cui Shikui sat down, but suddenly stood up, Li Guo almost fell off the chair in fright, "I'll go back right away, let my family prepare another New Year's Eve dinner, and Li will guide you to my house to have another meal."

Li Guo quickly said: "Ah, no, no, I'm full."

Cui Shikui laughed, "The New Year's Eve dinner is originally eaten by the east family and the west family. When I was a child, I wandered around the whole village, and every family invited me to eat."

Cui Shikui was a cheerful person, and was about to leave when Li Guo hurriedly stopped him, "It's really unnecessary, food is not important, friendship is important, what do you think?"

Seeing this, Cui Shikui was too embarrassed to force it, and besides, Li Guo probably didn't like the things here.

"Then you must come and see the Spring Festival Gala later."

Li Guo thought to himself, he committed the Spring Festival Gala by accident, and he has already come here, but he still can’t escape. As a Chinese, is it really impossible not to watch the Spring Festival Gala?

Li Guo chuckled and said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to watch the Spring Festival Gala."

Cui Shikui was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed, "Director Li, you are still so humorous. I remember when you were in the World Cup, you were always joking and amusing the foreign devils in the hall."

Li Guo's forehead was sweating, Li Zibing took over the conversation, "Village Chief, you go first, we will definitely go later."

Cui Shikui slapped his thigh, "I just like this girl doll, why not." He left after speaking.

After the village head left, Li Guo clapped his hands and said, "It's very smart, let him get away, and then we ran away overnight."

"Run your head, if you want to run, run, I am really going to watch the Spring Festival Gala."

Li Guo flicked Li Zibing with his hands, and Li Zibing was not to be outdone, and the result...the two "fighted" together!

"Stop making trouble, there was a lot of trouble last night," Aunt Leng said.

"last night?"

The two of them immediately felt embarrassed. It seemed that Aunt Leng had misunderstood, and he thought it was...

"No, we don't."

Li Guo said softly: "Why explain now, explaining is just covering up."

Li Zibing thought so too, forget it or not explain.

After a while, the broadcast in the village blared—the village committee announced that the head coach of the Chinese national team, Li Guo, is in the village now and will be coming to the Spring Festival Gala in our village, so all villagers must attend.

"Damn, it's okay this time, it's impossible to run away," Li Guo said.

Aunt Leng came over, holding Li Zibing in her left arm and Li Guo in her right hand, "If you can't run away, don't run away, follow Aunt Leng to the party."

When the three of them went out, it was still snowing, Li Guo couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Soon someone poked his head out. Li Guo might be the biggest character in this village ever. Everyone wanted to see if Li Guo was like on TV.

Li Guo waved to everyone, "Happy Chinese New Year everyone."

"Hehe, no matter how embarrassing you are, everyone will ask you for red envelopes later."

"It's fine, as long as they have WeChat."

"What?" Li Zibing was at a loss.

Li Guo realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he said: "It's nothing, I don't have cash, please send the letter later."

While speaking, the three of them had arrived at the small auditorium in the village.

(End of this chapter)