Rebirth of Bloody Romance

December 1981, 12, is a day that Chinese football fans will never forget. On this day, the theoretical chance for the New Zealand team to qualify unexpectedly came because of a "generous donation" from the Saudi team. The Saudi team's "discount" was like a generous Santa Claus, giving the New Zealand team five precious goals.

With the points and goal difference tied with New Zealand, the Chinese team had to face the severe challenge of an extra game with New Zealand. This was not just an ordinary game, but a life-and-death contest for Chinese football on the World Cup stage.

The Chinese players were probably still immersed in the innocence and ignorance of their first encounter with the world. They probably did not expect that the West Asian team would be so cunning and use such a method to make Chinese football suffer a big setback in the World Cup.

But this is football, a contest full of wisdom and strategy. The West Asian team used their "smart ball" to let us see another side of football. And Chinese football also learned a valuable lesson from this experience.

The play-off between China and New Zealand was scheduled for January 1982, 1.

Originally, the Chinese team thought they had secured qualification after 6 wins, 3 draw and 1 losses in 2 games, so they disbanded and took a long vacation. When they learned that they had to play in the play-offs, they regrouped in a panic, and the result is predictable. If it weren't for Zhong Yuemin's intervention, everything would have happened again.

As night fell, Zhong Shanyue ended his busy day and walked briskly into the courtyard in Beihai. His face was filled with unconcealable joy, as if a spring breeze was blowing on his face, and his whole body was radiant.

The lights were soft in the courtyard. Zhou Zhennan had returned, and in front of the two of them were several exquisite side dishes and wine brewed by Zhong Yuemin. The two smiled at each other and began their night talk.

"Today is a good day, we should celebrate it!"

Just as he finished speaking, Zhong Yuemin and Zhou Xiaobai also came back from school. Seeing the two fathers drinking and chatting happily, Zhong Yuemin approached them curiously and asked, "Dear fathers, what day is it today? Why are you two celebrating?"

Zhou Zhennan blinked and kept it a secret. "You'll know in a moment, keep it a secret for now!"

Zhou Xiaobai couldn't help but interrupt: "Hey, Dad, Dad, stop keeping us in suspense and tell us!"

Zhong Shanyue laughed and put down the wine glass in his hand. The wrinkles on his face seemed to relax, and he looked particularly kind. "Yuemin, Xiaobai, you are back. Today is not a special day. I am just in a good mood and want to have a drink with Brother Zhou."

Zhong Yuemin and Zhou Xiaobai looked at each other, somewhat puzzled. Zhou Xiaobai gently pulled Zhong Yuemin's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Yuemin, do you know why Dad is so happy today?"

Zhong Yuemin shook his head, looking confused. "Wife, we are both at school today. I don't know either. Is there something good going on?"

Zhong Shanyue and Zhou Zhennan smiled at each other after hearing what the couple said. Chen Yijun came over and said slowly, "Today is a small happy event in our family. Yuemin, your father has made some achievements at work, and we decided to celebrate."

Zhong Yuemin and Zhou Xiaobai smiled happily when they heard this. Zhong Yuemin walked over to Zhong Shanyue and said, "Dad, what's going on?"

Zhong Shanyue and Zhou Zhennan looked at each other, and a hint of teasing flashed in their eyes. Zhou Zhennan put down the wine glass in his hand, pointed at Zhong Shanyue, and said with a smile, "Yuemin, you also contributed to this!"

Zhong Yuemin looked at Zhong Shanyue, and saw that his face was filled with indescribable joy. Zhong Shanyue took a sip of wine and said slowly, "Yuemin, today is the day when your father gets promoted."

"Promotion?" Zhong Yuemin and Zhou Xiaobai were stunned. They had never thought of this reason. Zhong Yuemin scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly. "Dad, you are too low-key, aren't you? You didn't even tell us about such a big happy event."

Zhong Shanyue glared at him and said with a smile, "Don't make trouble for me here, kid. I wanted to tell you in the evening, but I didn't expect you to come back so early."

Zhou Xiaobai also laughed. She walked over to Zhong Shanyue, poured him a glass of wine, and congratulated him. "Dad, congratulations on your promotion. This is a happy event! Come, let me toast you."

Little Shihua also acted like a little adult. "Grandpa, there's me too."

"well."

After everyone raised their glasses and drank, amidst laughter and joy, Zhong Yuemin suddenly asked, "Dad, after your promotion, will you be a ministerial-level official?" His words revealed a hint of curiosity and expectation.

Zhong Shanyue put down the wine glass in his hand and nodded, his face filled with pride and joy that were difficult to conceal. "Well, it wasn't so smooth at first, this time it's all thanks to you!"

Zhong Yuemin was stunned for a moment, a confused expression on his face. "Ah? What does it have to do with me?" he asked puzzledly.

Zhong Shanyue smiled slightly, with a gleam of appreciation in his eyes. "You really guessed right about the national football team, that we have to play in the play-offs. I took the opportunity to put forward some suggestions and successfully won support. During this process, your guess gave me a lot of inspiration and confidence. So, I have made a contribution in disguise, and the higher-ups have confirmed my title."

Zhong Yuemin suddenly realized, and an indescribable excitement surged in his heart. He really didn't expect that his small intervention would play a key role in his father's career advancement. At this moment, he felt the close connection between himself and his father.

"Dad, I never thought that my guess would be of such great help to you. It only proves that my luck is pretty good." Zhong Yuemin said with emotion.

Zhong Shanyue patted Zhong Yuemin on the shoulder, his eyes full of love and encouragement. "Yuemin, do you know? Sometimes, a person's wisdom and insights can change a lot of things. Your guess not only brought me a change in job title, but also has the potential to change the country's sports career. Your efforts and wisdom are worthy of recognition."

Zhong Yuemin felt a warm current in his heart. He knew that his father's words were the greatest affirmation and encouragement to him. He took a deep breath and said firmly, "Dad, I will continue to work hard, not only for myself, but also for our family and country."

Zhong Shanyue nodded, his eyes gleaming with pride. He knew his son had extraordinary talent and ambition, and he believed that he would go further and further on the road ahead and create even more brilliant achievements.

Everyone raised their glasses again to congratulate Zhong Shanyue on his promotion, and the atmosphere became even more warm and cheerful.

The winter in Beijing is like a king with a heart of stone, harsh and merciless. The snowflakes have not yet fallen, but the chill is enough for every living being to feel its majesty. Zhong Yuemin, as usual, rides his motorcycle, moving forward alone in the cold wind.

Zhong Yuemin had to wear a pair of thick and rough sheepskin gloves, which seemed like a silent protest or a compromise. But even so, he could still feel the cold wind coming in through the gaps in the gloves, pricking his fingers like needles.

Zhong Yuemin's destination is Sanmiao Street, where his concern is - Qinling Mountains. The presence of Qinling Mountains is like a warm sun in winter, which gives Zhong Yuemin the motivation to move forward on the cold streets.

The streets were deserted, snowflakes blown by the cold wind danced in the air, and then fell silently to the ground, forming a thin white carpet. Zhong Yuemin's motorcycle sounded particularly loud on the empty streets, and every roar of the engine seemed to challenge the cold winter.

Zhong Yuemin came to Sanmiao Street and saw Qinling. She stood on the street corner, wrapped in a thick cotton-padded jacket, with her hands in her pockets, looking forward with a firm gaze. She had a faint smile on her face, as if she had found her own warmth in this cold winter.

Zhong Yuemin stopped his motorcycle and walked to Qinling's side. They stood side by side, silently feeling the coldness of winter. They didn't need words, just each other's company, and they could find a trace of warmth in this cold winter.

The cold wind is still blowing and the streets are still empty, but Zhong Yuemin and Qin Ling's hearts are warmed by each other's company. They know that no matter how cold the winter is, as long as they have each other, they will never feel lonely.

Zhong Yuemin's arrival was like a warm current, bringing a glimmer of life to the cold streets. Every time he met Qin Ling, it was like a feast in winter, warm and beautiful.

"Qinling, why are the streets so deserted today?" Zhong Yuemin asked.

Qin Ling looked up at him. "Maybe it's because the weather is too cold. Everyone is staying at home and doesn't want to go out."

Zhong Yuemin nodded, took Qin Ling's hand, and the two walked into the house together. A warm breath came to his face, and the temperature of the charcoal fire instantly dispelled the cold outside. Zhong Yuemin felt the warmth of home and couldn't help showing a satisfied smile.

Qin Ling followed behind him. Although she also had a smile on her face, her eyes revealed a trace of imperceptible melancholy. Zhong Yuemin noticed her mood change and couldn't help but feel a little worried. He turned around, gently pulled Qin Ling into his arms, and asked gently, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? How about I take you to the hospital?"

Qin Ling forced a smile and shook his head, his voice a little hoarse. "It's okay, I just feel a little cold. Don't worry, I'll make you something to eat."

Zhong Yuemin hugged her tightly, feeling her body temperature and heartbeat, trying to use his warmth to dispel the haze in her heart. He knew that Qin Ling had always been a strong and independent woman who was unwilling to easily reveal her vulnerability. But at this moment, he could feel her inner fluctuations and understood that what she needed was not only care, but also understanding and companionship.

So, he didn't ask any more questions, but just hugged her silently, letting her find a little comfort in his arms. After a while, Qin Ling's emotions seemed to calm down a little, she gently pushed Zhong Yuemin away, smiled and said, "Okay, I'm really fine. You sit for a while, I'll make you something to eat."

Qin Ling absentmindedly stirred the dough lumps in the pot. The steaming hot batter rolled in the pot. The flames from the stove seemed to break through the iron sheet and licked the surrounding air wildly.

Zhong Yuemin was busy organizing tools on the wooden table next to him. He caught a glimpse of the strangeness of the flame from the corner of his eye. He hurriedly dropped what he was holding, took a few steps to the stove, and used a pair of fire tongs to suppress the flame that was about to burst out of the stove hole.

"I say, what's wrong with you? You seem absent-minded. Just tell me what's wrong. Don't keep it in your heart. Is there anything that can't be said between us? Isn't everything mine?" Zhong Yuemin's voice was full of concern and worry.

Qin Ling raised her head, her eyes flickering with hesitation and uneasiness. She bit her lip, as if making up her mind. "Yuemin, I'm going to tell you something, and you mustn't be angry."

"Speak! Don't be angry." Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin had some doubts in his heart, but he still firmly promised Qin Ling.

"I've made up my mind. I want to go abroad." Qin Ling said with determination.

Zhong Yuemin was immersed in his own thoughts and was suddenly interrupted by Qin Ling's words. He responded instinctively, "Oh." There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he had not fully understood the meaning of Qin Ling's words.

"I said I want to go abroad." Qin Ling saw that Zhong Yuemin didn't react, so he gritted his teeth and repeated it again.

"What? Going abroad?" Zhong Yuemin threw away the things in his hand in surprise. "I haven't slept yet, what are you talking about in your sleep? Besides, you don't have a fever. What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qin Ling looked at Zhong Yuemin's reaction, feeling bitter in her heart. She knew that this decision was not easy for both of them, but she also knew that she had to plan for her future.

Qin Ling took a deep breath, trying to calm down, and then began to explain his decision. "Yuemin, I know this is sudden for you, but I have thought about it for a long time. I think I need to go out and see, learn more knowledge, and experience a different life. I..."

"Why do you suddenly have this idea?"

"Isn't this what you suggested in the beginning? Why do you disagree now?"

"I..." Zhong Yuemin really shot himself in the foot this time.

Qin Ling looked at Zhong Yuemin's face and insisted, "Yuemin, I am serious. I have also considered it for a long time. The current environment is indeed not very good. In addition, I also want to go out and see. I can't be protected by you all my life. I have to learn to grow up and be independent."

Zhong Yuemin walked out of the bedroom silently, sat on the threshold of the main room, and looked out with empty eyes. His mood was extremely complicated, and his mind was full of various contradictions and struggles. Qinling, this name has long been deeply engraved in his heart and has become an indispensable part of his life.

However, he now faces a difficult choice: whether to force her to stay with him.

Zhong Yuemin knew that Qin Ling was a woman with dreams and aspirations. She longed to have her own world and pursue freedom and independence. If he really kept her by his side, would she feel happy? Or would she plant the seeds of resentment in her heart?

Two voices were fighting in Zhong Yuemin's heart. One voice sounded in her ear, which was the voice of reason. It told Zhong Yuemin that staying in Qinling would delay her future and restrict her life choices. As a modern woman, she should have the right to choose her own lifestyle and pursue her own dreams. Zhong Yuemin could not deprive her of the right to pursue happiness because of his own selfish desires.

However, another voice rang in his heart, the voice of emotion. It was so overbearing and strong that Zhong Yuemin could not ignore it. This voice told him that Qin Ling should stay by his side and not go anywhere else.

Zhong Yuemin was in deep entanglement, he didn't know how to choose. He loved Qinling, there was no doubt about it.