football era

After knowing that the destination was a mental hospital, Zheng Qi and Su Jing began to wonder what a mental hospital would be like, but it was obvious that they lacked the impression and practical experience of this kind of place...

So when they followed Meng Fan into the mental hospital, they felt uneasy, and even wanted to refuse.

However, after going through a series of strict procedures and entering the gate, Zheng Qi and Su Jing unexpectedly discovered that the inside was not as eerie as they had imagined.

After entering the gate, there is a small courtyard, followed by a deep corridor. It is not like what they have seen in some film and television works in the past, with gardens and bright sunshine - that is because the air outside is very bad now...

However, after walking into the deep corridor, they saw rooms one after another, all of which were large and well equipped.

"The larger the room, the greater the expenses." Meng Fan whispered to them.

"Well, such conditions are much better than ordinary people..." Zheng Qi replied.

"The kind of purification system that covers the entire community does not exist here, but there is a small purification system in every room. The patients live well and are taken care of. Of course, the price is expensive. After all, these days, Not many people are willing to take care of the mentally ill," Meng Fan said.

Su Jing and Zheng Qi nodded at the same time. They can understand this. After all, these days, everyone has food and drink, so it's not worth doing this. Taking care of the mentally ill is very hard work.

"So basically, patients are taken care of by robot nannies... These robot nannies are perfect for taking care of people, but they consume a lot of energy, so the expenses are not small." Meng Fan continued.

"Uncle Meng, do you come here often?" Zheng Qi asked curiously.

"I haven't been here in the past few years." Meng Fan smiled slightly.

"Because you want to take care of me?" Zheng Qi asked.

Meng Fan didn't answer, but Zheng Qi already knew the answer.

Going all the way, I don't know how far they have traveled, they arrived at the largest room they have ever seen...

"Wow, Uncle Meng, you have a lot of money." Zheng Qi sighed.

Comparing the rooms seen along the way, this room is simply the king of the house. Zheng Qi observed it a little and found that the activity space of this room is not much smaller than the villa he lived in before.

"We...are rich." Meng Fan replied.

"Then who lives here?" Zheng Qi asked.

Meng Fan opened the door: "Come in and have a look."

He had a smile on his face at this time, but there was infinite sadness in the smile.

Zheng Qi and Su Jing followed Meng Fan into the room.

The room facilities are very good, very clean, there is no smell, and there are all kinds of entertainment facilities.

Living alone in such a big house is obviously wasteful, but Zheng Qi and Su Jing don't think so at this time.

Because the one who lives here is huddled in the corner, holding a football in his arms, looking at a certain position with slack eyes, motionless.

Meng Fan walked over, Zheng Qi and Su Jing also walked over, looking at this man.

This person looks very young, but there are infinite vicissitudes on his face.

Zheng Qi and Su Jing looked at this person, and then at Meng Fan.

"You two look alike." Zheng Qi muttered.

"Hmm... but this one is more handsome... looks younger than Uncle Meng." Su Jing said.

"He... is my brother." Meng Fan said helplessly.

"Really?" Su Jing was shocked: "Uncle Meng, how does your brother take care of it?"

"Hey, hey, your focus is a little strange!" Zheng Qi said.

"This is the biggest concern, okay!" Su Jing refused to budge.

"It's normal. He has been younger than me since he was a child. Although he is three years older than me, when we were in college, everyone thought he was younger than me when I was a senior. People often asked him, your brother How many levels have you left?" Meng Fan said expressionlessly.

Zheng Qi let out a burst of laughter, then covered his mouth and forcibly held back.

"Judging from a psychological point of view, you may be more jealous of your brother." Su Jing said after thinking about it.

"Don't make trouble, we have a very good relationship." Meng Fan said helplessly.

"Well, why do I think he looks familiar?" Zheng Qi looked at the man, then asked Meng Fan.

"You're young, so it's normal not to know him." Meng Fan smiled, with indescribable vicissitudes in his voice: "Twenty or thirty years ago, there should have been very few people who didn't know him."

"He...is Meng Feifan?" Su Jing seemed to have remembered something, and asked in surprise.

Meng Fan nodded: "Yes, he is Meng Feifei, the No.1 player in the league back then, Chen Feng's captain, and the number one player in the Southern Kingdom. He is also...my brother."

"No wonder your names are so similar, but Uncle Meng, your parents are too partial. Your brother's name is Meng Feifan, and you are called Meng Fan. This is bullying." Zheng Qi sighed.

"I changed my name later. My original name was Meng Fei." Meng Fan said.

"Then why do you want to change the name? Meng Fei's name is also very imposing!" Su Jing asked.

"That's not the point..." Meng Fan was a little helpless.

"Well, I heard that Meng Feifei couldn't bear the blow and became mentally disturbed. So it's true." Su Jing immediately changed the subject.

"Yes, that blow was too great for him. What's more, he couldn't bear his painstaking efforts for so many years in a fake league." Meng Fan sighed: "So I was always hesitant at that time. Tell you these things."

"Are you worried that I, like him, won't be able to take the blow?" Zheng Qi asked.

"Yeah, in your bones, you are the same person as him, you can't rub a grain of sand in your eyes, and you can't bear any mistakes." Meng Fan sighed.

"Actually, I'm fine, I'm not such a person." Zheng Qi scratched his head: "Actually, I can't tolerate it, but I don't have so much effort for Football Era."

"From this point of view, it's good for you to play so many games." Meng Fan laughed.

"You only know that there is a problem in the alliance because of what happened to your brother." Su Jing said.

Meng Fan nodded: "Yes... just like what you said, if it wasn't preconceived, they wouldn't have found any problems at all. They were actually not so covert before, but they were a little more arrogant than now, but in my brother After the incident, they began to restrain themselves a little."

"I've also heard that Meng Feifei accused his teammates of intentionally releasing water, which caused a lot of trouble." Su Jing nodded.

"It's not only big, it's very big, it almost shook the foundation of the league, because at that time my brother's number of fans was really huge, even more beautiful than the current Lu Xiaotian, many people regard him as a lifelong idol, he doesn't care Whatever you say, many people will believe it unconditionally." Meng Fan said.

"But there is still no evidence." Zheng Qi said after thinking about it.

"Yes, there is no evidence at all, so this matter can only die down slowly in the end. No matter how supportive the fans are, it will not make my brother rise up, and my brother is a very strong, strong, and tough person. . " Said Meng Fan.

"That's troublesome." Zheng Qi sighed.

"So later, my brother's spirit became worse and worse, and he left Nanguo directly in a fit of anger. For a long time afterwards, I was here to take care of him." Meng Fan sighed. .

"Then it's not easy for you, Uncle Meng. Although you are rich, taking care of you...is not easy." Su Jing looked at Meng Fan with some admiration.

"It's nothing difficult. I may be gifted in taking care of people. Didn't I also take good care of Zheng Qi?" Meng Fan laughed.

"Uncle Meng, do you have a professional background in nanny?" Zheng Qi tried his best to dilute the dignified atmosphere.

"No, but I used to lead soldiers." Meng Fan shook his head: "So taking care of people is considered my profession."

"No wonder you have such a good strategic vision..." Su Jing nodded, which solved one of her doubts. Meng Fan has always been familiar with the details in the football era, but he is not good at specific tactics. However, When the guild armies confronted each other, almost everyone was outraged—these people were also the bosses of the major guilds, with rich experience and good at commanding the armies.

If Meng Fan was from the military, it would explain this problem - no matter how good the bosses of the guilds are, they only have amateur command skills, how can they compare with Meng Fan, a professional.

"I'm not a top-notch military talent. I'm majoring in ancient warfare and formation, which is just useful in guild confrontations. Those who command thousands of troops in outer space are the best." Meng Fan shook his head. Shaking his head, he said modestly.

"That's also professional. Professionals play amateurs...Suddenly discovered that our club is very buggy. This is cheating on others to bully others. Will it cause any bad influence?" Zheng Qi turned to Su Jing.

"That's right...professional soldiers beat the boss of the guild, the tactical department composed of experts from the Academy of Sciences bullies other tactical departments, and the cheating methods of character creation obtained from the Academy of Sciences...I suddenly feel that we are so guilty." Su Jing Biting his finger, he said with some embarrassment.

"This, it's not cheating, it's technical and manpower advantages, they can work hard in this area!" Zheng Qi said confidently.

"What you said makes sense..." Su Jing replied weakly.

Meng Fan coughed, and Zheng Qi immediately turned to him: "Uncle Meng, did you come back to take care of your brother because he had a problem?"

Meng Fan nodded: "Yes, that happened more than 20 years ago. He was still sober sometimes and not sober at the beginning. When he was sober, he would tell me some things in the football era, and at the same time he would talk about his judgment. And observe, but what can I do? I can’t avenge him, and I don’t even know who the enemy is... I also thought about becoming a professional player, and then winning five championships, to comfort him, Maybe it can make my brother come to his senses, but my talent...doesn't focus on this."

"Uncle Meng, don't worry, I will help you." Zheng Qi patted Meng Fan's hand vigorously.

Meng Fan nodded and continued to look at Meng Feifei.

Meng Feifei still stared at a certain place with his eyes unfocused, his lips twitched sometimes, but he didn't make any sound.