Legendary Road

"Ms. Autelia, I think it's better for you not to go to the scene. Isn't it the same at home?"

Aotelia sat opposite Yan Jing, her face stiffened and she said nothing.

"Recently, your blood pressure is much higher than before, and the doctor also thinks that going to the stadium is not good for your heart..."

Dortmund entered the UEFA Champions League, which was originally a happy event, but Mrs. Autelia, who hadn't been to Westfalen to watch the game for more than a year, suddenly came back after Yan Jing returned from Monte Carlo. Put forward the idea of ​​wanting to go to the scene to watch every game in the future.

This really startled Yan Jing, he had accompanied Aotelia to the hospital, some things the doctor didn't say in front of Aotelia, but told Yan Jing privately.

The doctor said that Altria's heart function has shown signs of failure, although it is not obvious, but if it is not properly controlled, it will be very troublesome to deal with.Because it is a natural phenomenon of human aging, this family genetic disease cannot be completely cured by current medical technology, it can only slow down the speed of aging.

Yan Jing consulted the doctor about the feasibility of installing a pacemaker, but the doctor told him that Aotelia's physical examination report showed that she was not suitable for this operation, and the doctor said that it is best for Aotelia to avoid it. Occasions of excessive emotion.

To be honest, even Yan Jing, who was watching TV at home, was very worried about any accidents, let alone asking Aotelia to go to the scene.

Yan Jing helplessly persuaded the stubborn old man in front of him: "Do you think this is okay? I promise to lead Dortmund to victory, and you just..."

Aotelia, who had been silent all this time, suddenly interrupted Yan Jing: "No, Yan, I can't listen to you this time."

"I am very aware of my physical condition, and I can still bear this bit of stimulation." Aotelia looked determined, "You see, for the past year or so, I have listened to you and chose to watch it at home. , and nothing happened."

"You are already 74..."

"No, I'm only 74." Aotelia obviously didn't intend to back down on this matter, "Listen, I haven't been to Westphalia for a long time. Every time I used to watch it on TV at home When I go to a game, I pull out my season tickets and I'm like, 'Hey, you've got tickets that a lot of people haven't bought, but why are you sitting here?' I ask myself Not too old to walk, so I should be at the Westfalenstadion."

Looking at Aotelia's wrinkled and old face, Yan Jing couldn't think of any more reasons but blocked his throat.

How could he stop a fan from going to support the love of her life over and over again?

"Nothing you say will make me change my mind, Yan." At this point, Aotelia breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense expression also relaxed, "The season ticket for this season will I have applied for it a long time ago, and I was worried that I would lose the election because I missed almost all the games last season, but after explaining the situation clearly, I still got the previous position in the South Stand."

Yan Jing had no choice but to give in: "Well, Mrs. Aotelia, I have no right to stop you from going to the game, but I hope someone can go with you."

Aotelia waved her hand: "I am very familiar with the fans in the south stand, Yan, you don't have to worry about me so much."

Yan Jing continued to say patiently: "I still remember the seat of the season ticket you applied for last season, which is very close to Mario. I will let him go to your side in the future..."

Mrs. Aotelia became interested in this fame: "Mario? Is that the Mario Gotze you often mentioned to me?"

Seeing that Aotelia didn't seem to be so resistant anymore, Yan Jing nodded quickly.

"Yes, he is a likable boy." Yan Jing suddenly remembered something and took out his wallet, took out a photo from the interlayer of the bag and handed it to Aotelia, "I still have his photo."

The last time I took Gotze to London to watch a game, they took a photo with him at a Chinese restaurant at the request of the boss, but due to a clerk's mistake, only he and Gotze were photographed the first time, and he asked for this at the time The photos are kept in the wallet until now.

Aotelia took the photo and looked at the boy standing beside Yan Jing inside, then handed it back to him with a smile.

"You usually look happy when you mention him to me, so I don't doubt your words at all, and I'm quite willing to watch the game with him."

Hearing Aotelia's assurance, Yan Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief. He stuffed Gotze's photo back into the interlayer, and an idea suddenly popped up in his head.

"Mrs. Autelia, why don't I call him later and invite him to have dinner with us tomorrow night?"

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On the training ground of Dortmund's U18 echelon, Thomas Muller, after secretly observing Gotze for 10 to [-] minutes, finally couldn't hold back the urge to ask Reus, who was closest to Gotze, to gossip.

"Hey, Marco, have you noticed? Mario looks like he's going to float today."

Royce, who was queuing up to wait for the next group to run around the cone with the ball, heard what Muller behind him said, and hurriedly turned his head to aim at Gotze who was running ahead of the others.

"Isn't this quite normal?" Royce didn't think it was strange, "When will he not be like this?"

When Muller thought about it, it seemed that what Royce said made sense, maybe he was thinking too much?

The ball under his feet has been firmly controlled and smoothly bypassed the last triangle cone. Gotze is the first player in this group to complete it.

The coach on the side stopped the stopwatch at the right time, and Gotze stepped on the football to calm his breathing a little, and then unconsciously remembered the call he received last night.

The boss invited him to his house as a guest?Gotze agreed without even thinking about it at the time-he had never been to the boss's house to see what the boss's house was like.

After he hung up the phone, Ge Ce realized that he hadn't obtained permission from his parents. Fortunately, his parents didn't make things difficult for him, they just told him to come back early.

After the coach announced the end of today's training, Goetze quickly ran back to the locker room to change his clothes to check the time. He was about to come to pick him up as he said at the end. He hurriedly took his things and ran outside.

Muller saw Gotze running fast on the way back to the locker room, and he reached out and waved to Gotze.

"Mario, will you practice shooting with me later?"

Gotze slowed down a little and put on an apologetic smile: "Thomas, I'm sorry. I have something to do today, so I can't accompany you."

Strange, didn't Mario practice longer than anyone else before?Muller pondered for a while in puzzlement, then looked up at the back of Gotze who had run away, and stopped at the gate of the training camp.

Oh, it seems that someone has come to pick him up...is it Mario's father?Muller, who was aroused by his curiosity, looked over there again, only to realize that this is Gotze's father?It's Yan Jing at all!

Yan Jing looked at Gotze who was running in a hurry and was still panting, and laughed twice: "Mario, is the training for U18 still bearable?"

When mentioning this question, Gotze stopped his body and looked at Yan Jing full of expectation: "Of course, there is no problem at all, and boss, do you know? I scored two goals against Schalke last night, and also sent out Got an assist."

Yan Jing felt that Ge Ce's expression was like that of a child who came home to ask his parents to praise him after getting full marks in the final exam at school. He led Ge Ce as he walked and said, "Well, it's a pity that I couldn't go to the scene yesterday. Watching you play football, I will look for the video tomorrow. Did you win in the end?"

Gotze nodded triumphantly: "Of course, even though Schalke's Ozil passed the ball several times, but after Sven and Lars got acquainted with each other, they still respected him."

Ozil?Yan Jing immediately realized who Ge Ce was talking about, and he asked, "What do you think of his ability?"

"His pass is very beautiful." Gotze recalled yesterday's game, "Well, how should I put it, his pass line is very stealthy, most of which I didn't expect... But it's useless, I'm familiar with it After a while, Lars and Sven knocked him away very easily, without giving him a chance to kick."

Yan Jing and Ge Ce had just bought their tickets and walked to the station when the subway happened to come.There were not many people on the subway, they found a place to sit down, and Yan Jing told him that he wanted to ask him to pay more attention to Aotelia when watching the ball in the stadium.

"No problem, leave it to me." Gotze agreed after thinking for a moment, "But boss, since Mrs. Autelia has a bad heart, why didn't you persuade her not to go?"

"If she is willing to listen to me, will I still come to ask you?" Yan Jing put his hands on Gotze's head, "but I can understand her feelings. She has had that seat on the South Stand even longer than you Her parents are still old, so she should give up Dortmund completely at once? For her, this is too cruel."

"However, doing so will harm her body..."

"I know, of course, and she knows it too."

The street lamps outside the glass window are connected into a line by the afterimages of the speeding subway, Yan Jing stares at Gotze's eyes that are photocopied on it, as if he is recalling something through those eyes.

After a long time, Yan Jingfang turned his head and spoke calmly.

"Mario, one day you will understand... Football is not about life and death, football is higher than life and death."