football career from scratch

Quickly took out the frozen large pieces of beef and chicken from the refrigerator, threw them into the basin to thaw, then poured the vegetables just bought from the supermarket on a newspaper that had been laid out, and Bu Qingyun took a bench , sat down like an aunt, then began to choose dishes, and at the same time turned to Dong Lin and said, "Find a place to sit."

Dong Lin looked a little nervously at this two-bedroom apartment, which was far from being luxurious, but rather neat and well-designed. A trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

Dong Lin didn't sit on the sofa or find a stool to sit down. Dong Lin just stood there and sighed in a low voice: "Is this house yours? It's great."

Bu Qingyun turned his head to look at Dong Lin, and didn't continue to let him sit down. Instead, he turned his head and began to choose vegetables again, and said casually: "This house is not mine, I am also a tenant, and I just live in that small room."

"You earn 25 yuan for one game." Dong Lin was really surprised now.

"It's just this game, how can there be such easy money." Bu Qingyun laughed: "And I haven't got it yet."

Dong Lin let out an ooh, then didn't say anything, just stood there, staring blankly at Bu Qingyun choosing vegetables.

When he came out of school just now, Bu Qingyun took Dong Lin to a bus. Poor Dong Lin was really penniless, he didn't even have two coins for taking the bus, but Bu Qingyun helped him out.

After choosing the vegetables slowly, the lettuce was torn apart by hand, and the rest were sliced ​​with a knife, then mixed with salad dressing and set aside, then fished out the beef and chicken from the water basin, Bu Qingyun began to move the knife like flying, and cut into pieces After cooking, he wiped his hands, turned around and pulled Dong Lin to sit on the sofa, and said with a smile: "It is sometimes difficult for people who come out of the base to make a living. .”

If Dong Lin was struck by lightning, he stared at Bu Qingyun in a daze, unable to speak a word.

"Don't look at me like that... You probably haven't heard my name, but it's no wonder, the last time I knew a big guy who grew to 13 meters at the age of 1.9 in other bases was three years ago. "

Dong Lin, who looked much more mature than Bu Qingyun but was actually the same 16 years old as Bu Qingyun and two months younger than Bu Qingyun, bowed his head and remained silent.

"How did you get eliminated?" Bu Qingyun asked with a smile.

"Extraordinary, running is not up to standard." Dong Lin replied in a low voice.

Bu Qingyun laughed.

Seeing that Bu Qingyun didn't speak, Dong Lin looked up at Bu Qingyun, hesitated for a while and asked, "Are you also in the base? What base?"

"No. [-]." Bu Qingyun replied.

"The No. [-] base that specializes in training midfielders, no wonder your skills are so good." Dong Lin said enviously.

Bu Qingyun shrugged his shoulders.

It was only then that Dong Lin remembered that this tender-faced guy in front of him would play football for others for money just like himself, and he was probably eliminated by the base. Now that he asked this, did he sprinkle salt on his wound again?
Bu Qingyun didn't seem to care about this, and asked: "Are you eliminated three years ago? What have you been doing these three years?"

Dong Lin thought for a while, and then began to answer honestly.

Bu Qingyun heard a rather tragic story.

After leaving the base three years ago, like Bu Qingyun, Dong Lin did not enter the world of professional football - but the difference is that Bu Qingyun rejected the recommendation of coach Cheng Xiuran, while Dong Lin seemed to be more confused than Bu Qingyun. It was even worse. Although the good-tempered Dong Lin had never had any conflicts with anyone in the base, few coaches would treat him differently. Naturally, there was no chance to recommend him.

Of course, Dong Lin, who was only 13 years old at that time, might not be able to enter the echelon of professional football even if he had such an opportunity. You must know that the youth echelon of professional football teams is basically the same. The one kicked over, with Dong Lin's honest personality, even if he got in, he would have to be squeezed out to death.

Dong Lin’s family are all farmers in mountainous areas, and their lives are miserable. At that time, it was inevitable that Dong Lin was sent to play football. It was not for the sake of making this young son with a big appetite find a job. At least it is better than eating poor at home. Lao Tzu is much better. Now that he is back, Dong Lin's family has been caught blind. Seeing his son who doesn't eat much rice and eats a lot of meat every meal, Dong Lin's father is almost dying of worry.

After raising his son for a year, Dong Lin literally ate up all the chickens in the village. Under a headache, he asked his acquaintances in the town to apply for an ID card for Dong Lin, who was only 14 years old, and to transfer his birth date to him. He was two years older, anyway, Dong Lin was almost two meters tall at that time, and he was also precocious. No one doubted that he was 16 years old—then his family collected enough travel expenses for him, and let him go out to work so that he could support himself Don't you?At least with Dong Lin's strength and size, he can earn much more money in the city than he can dig in the dirt.

So Dong Lin came to Ningshui City, which is a little closer to his hometown, and began a life of wandering.

During the first year in Ningshui City, Dong Lin had a miserable life.

To say that even in the base, there are not many people who eat strictly according to the recipe. Bu Qingyun is one of them. Among the others, Yu Yingrui is barely one. However, although Yu Yingrui is also very professional, he is more The gluttonous, seven-foot tall man of Angzang loves to eat some sweets, and sometimes he can't control his mouth.

As for Zhu Yucheng and his group, from the fact that they ate hot pot, drank and smoked in the dormitory at noon, it was obvious that they were not the kind of people who could endure a life of poverty.

Dong Lin is a rare person who can follow that kind of regulation, maybe because he is cowardly, maybe because he has no opinions, and he does what others say... In this regard, he has done a good job in the No. [-] base Best of all, though that didn't turn his circumstances around at all.

So he found a job very early—how early?He just got off the train and met an old stevedore. You must know that although the technology is advanced now, the loading and unloading of freight trains still depends on manpower. Young people can't afford it. They are middle-aged and elderly people over the age of 40. This job is tiring and their income is not very high, let alone their social status. At least compared with white-collar workers, this is not a good job.

In such an environment, Dong Lin is like a fish in water. He has great strength and spares no effort in his work. Although he is not a regular employee, he gets a lot of wages. If he doesn't want to eat, he can cook by himself, and he is not very good at it. He has eaten half-cooked chicken and beef for more than half a year.

It wasn't until a year ago that he met Zuo Feng by chance that he stepped onto the football field again.

Zuo Feng was quick-witted, and the jobs he found were not small. Even if Dong Lin was cheated, he was only paid 2000 yuan for one game, but if there were four games in a month, he could earn more than unloading goods at the train station before. More, more importantly, he can also cook. According to Dong Lin's request, he cooks for Dong Lin every day, although he himself never eats those foods with little oil and salt.

"It's your luck to be able to return to the football field." Bu Qingyun laughed and asked him to sit down at the table and prepare to eat: "What are you going to do next?"

After Bu Qingyun asked this question, Dong Lin, who was munching deeply, stopped for a while, then continued to eat, and replied in a muffled voice while eating: "I don't know, the big deal is to go to the train station to carry bags. Said, when to go back, he is always welcome."

Bu Qingyun laughed.

This is really a simple guy. What's even more rare is that after returning to the football field again, he can still endure the loneliness of going back to move the goods. He probably hasn't thought about anything else in his mind.

At that moment, Bu Qingyun didn't say anything, and started eating together with Dong Lin. Today, Fu Yushan was busy at work and couldn't come back for dinner. Fu Le's dinner was also brought to school at noon. After all, she had to study by herself at night.

After eating, Bu Qingyun was also a little speechless. His appetite is not small. After all, although his physique looks thin, he also has a lot of muscles. He needs to eat a lot to maintain his body balance every day. Seeing that Dong Lin is so big, so When he was cooking, he also made three times his usual amount, thinking that Dong Lin's amount of food was twice as much as his own, which was about the same.

As a result, after eating it, I saw, good guy, Dong Lin still looked unsatisfied, and most likely he could still eat...

"Do you usually eat so much?" Bu Qingyun asked.

"Basically, it's good to be [-]% full. It's not good to be too full. It's not good for your health." Dong Lin rubbed his stomach with a satisfied face.

Bu Qingyun nodded, tidied up the dishes and put them into the sink. I had agreed with Fu Yushan before that he would do the cooking and Fu Yushan would wash the dishes. There were a few times when Bu Qingyun finished eating Afterwards, he washed it easily, but was complained by Fu Yushan, saying that he didn't treat it as one of his own, and he babbled. From then on, Bu Qingyun didn't dare to wash the dishes every time.

After wiping his hands, Bu Qingyun sat back on the sofa, thought for a while and said, "Do you want to continue carrying bags or continue playing football? Anyway, we all came from the base, although it's not the same base, right?" , it can be regarded as a kind of incense, and it can be regarded as fate to meet in Ningshui. I don’t know what to do when I eat in the future, come to me, I will rent a house for you nearby, in short, you are indispensable if I have food of."

Dong Lin's lips twitched twice, and then he whispered, "I...I have no money."

Bu Qingyun laughed, of course he knew that Dong Lin had no money—he eats twice as much as himself, and he only had to spend one hundred and fifty a day for food, so why not three hundred?It's [-] a month. According to the money he got from playing football with Zuo Feng before, it's probably enough for his own food expenses. Maybe Zuo Feng should make up for it. How can such a Dong Lin be rich?
"I'll help you out first. If you have money, you can just pay it back to me. If you don't have money...it doesn't matter." Bu Qingyun said with a smile.

Dong Lin fell into deep thought.

After a few minutes, he looked up resolutely.

"If you carry the bag, it may be difficult to pay back what I owe you. Let's play football."

Bu Qingyun laughed out loud.