[Football] In the name of the team doctor

The person next to him who thought it was a proposal scene, stretched his neck and looked over, suddenly realized that this was the son sending flowers to his mother, but the mother and son both looked so pleasing to the eye, it would not hurt to look more.

The girls were amused by learning from the barbarians, so they all asked him what kind of work he did in Spain, what major he studied abroad, and if he could ask him for advice on Western medicine, especially the search of foreign literature and translate.

Lin Wei didn't expect that all the little girls in his mother's hands were like human beings. The questions were so specific, and it was clear that they wanted to contact the rhythm.He didn't really want to give it, so he pretended not to understand, just smiled and didn't speak.

But he has a wonderful mother, Tang Yao smiled and urged the girls: "Okay, let's go to lunch first, I will send you his WeChat in a while, add friends and chat slowly."

So the girls smiled and said "Thank you, Teacher Tang" and walked towards the other side of the corridor together. Several of them still turned their heads to say hello to Lin Wei: "Brother, goodbye."

Tang Yao thinks that his son's popularity is a good thing. Seeing that he will be 28 soon, he doesn't even have a girlfriend.The postgraduate students I brought with me are all good girls who know the basics and are practical and hardworking. It is also good to know each other and have more contact with his family Lin Wei.

When the mother and son walked out of the outpatient building, Lin Wei said, "Mom, don't just give my contact information to others."

"They are all excellent girls. Let's get to know each other and learn from each other."

Lin Wei smiled helplessly: "As a team doctor of a men's football team, what can I communicate with a group of girls who specialize in gynecology?"

Tang Yao freed his hand and slapped him lightly on the back. He didn't want to be too big, so he pretended: "I haven't seen you for more than a year, and I learned to talk back to my mother."

Lin Wei quickly changed the subject: "What I said is the truth, by the way, where is my dad?"

"Your dad has classes in the morning, so I don't know if he will go home and cook."

When the mother and son returned home, Lin Jinsong was sitting at the dining table with his back facing them, flipping through a stack of materials in his hands, and sighing while correcting them: "How can there be typos?"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he thought his wife had come back and didn't look back. He never thought that someone patted him on the shoulder from behind and asked, "Old Lin, are you busy?"

"Yeah, it's a student's..." Professor Lin realized something was wrong in retrospect. The voice sounded so familiar, like their silly son who was far away in Europe, took off his reading glasses, turned his head, and sure enough , the silly son was looking at him with a smile.

"Boy, don't make a phone call before returning home. Your mother and I will pick you up at the airport."

Lin Wei put his arms around his father's shoulders, lost half of his usual poise, and was playful like a child: "I don't dare to delay the two gentlemen's preaching and vocation. I still remember the way home."

Tang Yao put the bouquet of carnations in his hand in a conspicuous place, came over and squeezed his son's face: "I've failed my studies."

The family didn't have time to cook, and Lin Wei came home suddenly, which made the couple very happy, and decided to take their precious son out for a good meal.

The European Cup is about to start, even in China thousands of miles away, elements of this football event can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys.The outer wall of the shopping center is covered with endorsements of major football stars.

Lin Jinsong cares about his son's work, while Tang Yao cares more about his son's life.From left to right, the couple put vegetables into his bowl, saying that he had lost weight and asked him to eat more, and at the same time couldn't help but inquired about his situation abroad.

Lin Wei was about to discuss with his father about the CEO's old knee injury, but just started, when his mother interrupted: "I've only been home for a few hours, I don't want to talk to my mother, and I'm thinking about work again .”

"Okay, okay, what would Mr. Tang want to talk about today?" Lin Wei put down his chopsticks and refilled a cup of tea for his parents.

"I just want to talk about your personal problems. At the age of 28, when your father was your age, you could run around the yard. Look at you, you don't even have a girlfriend."

Lin Wei sighed inwardly, it seemed that his mother was really worried about his personal problems, he had just returned home, so he kept talking about this topic.Not to mention that he is 28, even if he is 38 or 48, he is unlikely to have a girlfriend.

"Didn't I say that the working environment determines what I can get in touch with, and the only few women are all married." He thought for a while and added, "There are a few men who are still single."

"What did you say?" His father couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Even if the man is single, is that something you can consider?"

Lin Wei smiled and defended: "Isn't this worrying about my mother's anxiety?"

"It's okay. Mom has already arranged this for you. You can rest at home for two days now." Tang Yao brushed his hair at the sideburns, smiling gently and dignifiedly.

As soon as Lin Wei heard this, he felt something was wrong. His mother wanted to arrange a blind date for him.After thinking about it for a while, I found a problem. No wonder his mother is so interested in solving his personal problems. Summer vacation will be in half a month.

"I think 28 years old..." Lin Jinsong couldn't see it, and wanted to defend his son, but suddenly received Tiantian's fierce gaze, and changed the topic, "It's not young, it's time to find someone to settle down."

After dinner, the family of three returned home, and Lin Wei remembered the pile of presents in the box.For the convenience of carrying, he threw away the packing box and only brought the things back.

When he put the two Hermès bags in front of his mother, as expected, Ms. Tang's eyes lit up: "Ah, this is so beautiful, it's quite expensive, you bought two indivual."

Tang Yao has been a scholar all his life, and has never pursued famous brands in terms of clothing. Her only requirement is to be generous and decent. Therefore, he has no idea about the value and brand of the two bags that Lin Wei brought out. The material and workmanship cannot be cheap.

"It's not expensive, it's only about 1." After 1, the currency unit was deliberately omitted, and he was so guilty that he didn't dare to look up, he took out a dozen illys from the box and handed them to his mother: "This is a gift with a package. It looks good on a bag, and you can study online."

He handed his dad a watch and a belt: "These are for you."

Lin Jinsong took it over and put on the reading glasses to take a closer look, and asked his son, "I wear them when I go out, people won't think I have any financial problems, right?"

"Do you have it?" Lin Wei asked back.

"Even if I have it, it's all spent on you."

The European Cup has already started. After the expansion, 24 teams compete for 16 qualifying places, and the group stage is in full swing.Lin Wei got up in the middle of the night to watch the game, with a professional book spread out on his lap, and a pen in his hand.Only by watching the match between the French team and Portugal can he focus on something without distraction. Most of the other games, he is still buried in the books, listening to the commentary along the way.

Today's game happened to be Portugal vs Iceland, so the professional book became a decoration. Lin Wei's eyes followed the Portuguese captain who had been smiling since the beginning of the game on TV.

"Would you like to watch football or read a book?"

Lin Wei raised his head, his father was standing beside him at some point, looking at him with a smile.

"I'm yelling at you?" Lin Wei went to get the TV remote control, and turned down the volume which was not too loud.

"No, I just want to come out and watch the game with you." Lin Jinsong sat beside his son, feeling a little emotional, "Do you remember the first time you watched a game with your father when you were young?"

"Remember, I was lured by your bag of biscuits every night."

"Little greedy cat."

Professor Lin is a typical fan who watches football every four years. He likes Beckenbauer, Bayern Munich and the German team.Decades of loyal Germany, no matter the peak or underestimation, the German chariot will never give up.Lin Wei wanted to leave Bayern and work for Real Madrid, his father was the biggest obstacle, so he came to cut first and play later, which made Lao Lin very unhappy during that time.

"I remember, for so many years, you only watched the French team's game, and now you start to watch Portugal?"

"Because I like Ronaldo." Such a secret thought can be said openly, and it is said to the father. It can be seen that when it comes to personality worship, even if you are out of the closet, your father will only say it. Will think you are chasing stars.

In the first half, the president hit the wall with Gomez on the right and then made a low pass to the penalty area. Nani Nani pushed a shot from the small penalty area line into the near corner, and Portugal led 1-0.

This score was maintained until the second half. Portugal had as many as 17 shots in a normal game, but the score was still 1-0.

Lin Wei looked at the Portuguese No. 7 with the captain's armband, and saw that he had to respond and break through, and also pass the ball for his teammates. He kept running without the ball, attracting defenses, and serving for other players. Man pulls out of space.One person did all the work of everyone in the midfield. Fortunately, Iceland's counterattack was not sharp, otherwise he would have to retreat to his home penalty area to participate in defense.

Lin Wei felt really uncomfortable watching this game. Real Madrid paid him a salary of 1440 million pounds after tax every year, and he never made him so tired on the court.With such a long-distance running and high-intensity competition, Lin Wei was very worried about whether his knees could bear such a load. He thought in his heart that it was imperative for Chris to lose weight when the new season began.

The son was engrossed in watching the game, and Lin Jinsong didn't want to disturb him, so he got up and went to the refrigerator to get two bottles of mineral water, unscrewed one bottle and handed it to Lin Wei, and took a gulp of the other bottle himself.

Lin Wei didn't even watch the game, and turned to look at his father: "The old Chinese doctor doesn't keep healthy anymore?"

"What's the matter with you? Tomorrow, I'll go buy a case of beer and come back to put it on ice for you, and prepare some snacks, how about it?"

Lin Wei handed over the mineral water and gently touched the bottle in his father's hand: "It's good, just don't let my mother find out."

At this time, the passionate shout of CCTV commentary came from the TV. The third shot from the Icelandic team was scored!The score was 1-1 with less than 10 minutes left in the game.

"If God doesn't take it, you will be blamed instead." Professor Lin stood up and patted his son's head, "Your idol is about to lose."

Lin Wei sat there without saying a word, his eyes fixed on the screen all the time. It is impossible to lose the game, but facing the weakest opponent in the group, the seriousness of losing two points is enough to be fatal.

"Who told you he was my idol?"

"Isn't it?" Lin Jinsong, who had almost reached the door of the room, turned his head to look at his son curiously, "Did you just say you liked him?"

Lin Wei just looked at his father and smiled, without answering his doubts.Looking at the time, it was already 04:30 in the morning: "Go to sleep, good night!"

Although he is not an idol, I like him even more than I like an idol.