God-level goalkeeper

Chapter 142 Going home ([-])

"Oh my god, I'm not dreaming." After finishing speaking, he took out his mobile phone, looked at the screen and then at Ye Xin.

But immediately he shook his head again, this is impossible.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world, although this time is indeed the winter break, Ye Shen squeezed the Spring Festival travel train home and sat opposite him, this kind of thing is too bizarre.

A star player in the third division, no matter how poor he is, he can't even afford a car for travel.

Thinking of this, he smiled awkwardly at Ye Xin and Roland.

"Sorry, I may have misunderstood the person"

But the journey is long, and it's not bad to meet two people for a chat, and the young man in front of him looks so much like Ye Shen, so if he asks for permission to take two photos and post them on the forum, it will probably be popular for a while.

The title is "Ye Shen's long-lost brother?" ", maybe he can summon Ye Xin's real body.

Thinking of this, he put away his mobile phone and changed his voice.

"But you really look like the person I know, the similarity is definitely more than 90%"

"Really?" Ye Xin smiled playfully.

Roland also joined in at this time, God Ye?It's also surnamed Ye, so it doesn't have anything to do with Ye Xin's life experience.

Roland only knew that Ye Xin was a professional player in Germany, but he didn't know that he already had a certain reputation on the Internet. There was no way. For a football blind, she watched the news broadcast more times than football.

"God Ye? This name is too strange. By the way, is he from BJ? Does he live in BJ now?"

"Uh... I don't know about that"

"Don't you know him?" Roland continued to ask.

"I know him, but he doesn't know me, and his name is not Ye Shen, but Ye Xin"

"Ye Xin?" Roland looked at Ye Xin beside him in confusion.

Seeing Roland's puzzled expression, the student-like young man could only continue to say helplessly: "Yes, Ye Xin, he is a goalkeeper of the German third team, but I guess you don't know it, football is still too small, but I believe Ye Xin He will definitely become the most dazzling star, by the way, I have his video here, do you want to watch it?"

After speaking, he couldn't wait to take out the mobile phone that he had just put in his pocket, and after a few clicks, he opened the video of Ye Xin's performing continuous goalkeeping.

Roland stretched out his head, looked at Ye Xin's various save performances, and immediately understood everything, but she didn't get angry when she saw Ye Xin's pretended indifferent expression. He must have known that this person said It was him, and he pretended not to know anything, and he didn't stop him from asking Xi Yexin stupidly. My dear brother made it clear that he was watching a play.

So Roland hooped Ye Xin's neck again, and immediately threw a dozen chestnuts to Ye Xin.

However, Roland was also very happy when he saw the student-like young man's face of admiration while watching the video, so she took the initiative to ask, "Is it Ye Zi's letter of trust?"

The young man looked up at Roland suspiciously, then nodded.

"My brother's name is also this," Roland said with a smile.

"Uh... the name is not bad." The young man was a little confused by Roland. There are too many people with the same name and surname. Is it necessary to tell me this.

"You don't want to know where my brother is now?"

"Where is it?" Although the young man wanted to say that he didn't want to know, but for the sake of the beauty, he still answered Roland's voice politely.

"Here." Roland patted Ye Xin on the shoulder vigorously and said, "He is"

At this time, Ye Xin couldn't pretend anymore, he politely stretched out his right hand and said, "Hello, my name is Ye Xin"

"Hello, my name is Zhang Hua." Zhang Hua also politely extended his hand and shook Ye Xin. Wait, Ye Xin?
He suddenly lost his composure.

"Your name is Ye Xin too?"

Ye Xin nodded.

"Then you now..." Zhang Hua swallowed hard, as if he didn't know what to say.

"I'm playing football in Germany now, and I seem to be a goalkeeper too." Before Ye Xin could answer, Roland interjected first.

"Ye... Ye... God Ye?" Zhang Hua's teeth were almost chattering, and his voice was naturally trembling too.

"It's overrated, Ye Shen's nickname is too exaggerated, it's a bit stressful." Ye Xin joked that Zhang Hua in front of him was a little too nervous.

"Wait...wait" Zhang Hua took a few deep breaths, then took out his backpack and began to rummage inside. After a long time, he found a notebook and a pen. After taking them out, he suddenly put the notebook back, and then stood on the seat The admiral took the box off the luggage rack.

After fiddling for a while, he actually took out a football from it.

Then he fiddled with and took out a jersey from inside, which was Jena's white team jersey, with the number 30 on it very eye-catching.

But after thinking about it again, he took out his notebook.

Seeing that Zhang Hua was going to be a little messy, Ye Xin finally couldn't help reminding: "Let's do the same thing."

……

"This is really fate!" Zhang Hua finally recovered from the chaos of seeing Ye Xin for the first time. This was the first time in his life that his idol appeared in front of him, but he had been working outside for nearly ten years. The experience still made him not lose face for too long.

In addition, Ye Xin didn't have any pretensions at all, Zhang Hua had let go of the burden in his heart at this meeting, and started chatting with Ye Xin like ordinary friends.

What's more funny is that Zhang Hua turned out to be A Hua, the founder of Football Club, which made Ye Xin sigh the wonder of fate.

While chatting, a few people discovered that they were all fellow villagers, all from An County, which made the three of them even more acquainted.

"I didn't expect you to be 29 years old." Looking at Zhang Hua's student-like face, Ye Xin couldn't believe that he was already close to 30 years old.

"I have been drifting in BJ for seven or eight years, and I can barely make a living." In fact, Zhang Hua's words are self-effacing. In fact, he can do well among the people around him, and he can be regarded as a program outsourcer now. There are some small bright men in the industry, although they work alone, it is not a problem to earn tens of thousands of yuan a month.

When there is a lot of business, he has had a hundred thousand, but saving is his self-professed virtue. If he can take the bus for 4 cents, he will never take the subway for [-] yuan. If he takes the train and can sit home, he will never buy a sleeper .

After more than ten hours, it will pass after a while, so why spend dozens of extra money.

If Ye Xin knew what Zhang Hua was thinking, he would definitely sigh that he and Roland were bosom friends.

Sure enough, the conversation became more and more enjoyable, especially for Roland and Zhang Hua. The topic of discussion revolved around how to save money, and Ye Xin found that he was completely unable to intervene.

If there are people chatting, the time on the train will pass faster, and it will be dawn before you know it.

(End of this chapter)