long live the king

In this exclusive interview with Dongfang TV, Zhang Yang said what he said, and he didn't hide it at all.

Oriental TV station attaches great importance to this interview. He Ping, who picked up the airport several times, is a person in charge of the TV station, and is almost in charge of the entire interview.

Hearing what Zhang Yang said, He Ping gritted his teeth while joking. There is nothing he dare not say about this kid.However, he likes Zhang Yang's temper.Before interviewing domestic players, one by one concealed, there were many praises and self-criticisms, how could they have such a true temperament.

A staff member breathed in the background. This kid really dared to say it. Although everyone knew about the dirty things in domestic clubs, it was like a broken bucket. It was too late to wrap it, and no one dared to pierce it.

"Isn't he afraid that the Football Association will ban him?" Someone said worriedly.

"I'm afraid of a bird." Liu Zhi, who was picking up the plane together at the time, curled his lips, "How to ban him? He plays in the Ligue [-] giants Marseille. How can the Football Association block him? Does Marseille want Marseille to ban Zhang Yang? Haha .”

Just now the staff member also understood, I said why this kid is so fearless, this kid has nothing to fear in his feelings, this kid is only focusing on lighting the guns, not putting out the fire.

Dongfang TV's interview with Zhang Yang is a successful and excellent interview.Both the interviewer and the interviewee talked happily.

"Zhang Yang, what did you think when facing the doubts from the Marseille media? Are you angry?"

"Angry, of course angry. How can you not be angry? As for what you think, of course it is a goal. I scored one goal. They continued to say, I scored two goals, three goals, more goals, and see who dares Say, aren’t they just praising me now?” Zhang Yang said with a smile, somewhat reminiscent of his youthful ambition.

He Ping and others were also excited after a moment of sighs. Looking at Zhang Yang's vigorous appearance, this is what a young man should have. What Chinese football lacks is this kind of vitality and this kind of domineering.

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At the end of the interview, Zhang Yang suddenly asked while shaking hands with everyone, "Will this interview be banned?"

Just as He Ping wanted to talk to Zhang Yang, his mouth opened wide, and he let out an uh, this kid, how did he talk, why was the broadcast banned?Otherwise we interview you what to do.

"It can be broadcast, of course it can be broadcast. The press is free. Besides, there is nothing that cannot be broadcast."

Zhang Yang smiled, a very bad kind of smile, a wimpy and bad kind of smile.A few people watching Dongfang TV gritted their teeth, their expressions were too, too much to be beaten.

Then a few people were suddenly very moved. They also interviewed many people, including some heavyweight international players of the national team. However, none of them were so natural. It's chatting, the kind of chatting very happily, Zhang Yang doesn't seem to have the consciousness of being a big star, it's natural, frank, and it can even be said that he is still a stunned young man.

It is such a young man who has achieved success in China, and his future can be expected.

After the work talk, He Ping was the host, accompanied by several people, and invited Zhang Yang to have a meal.The chatting and laughing during the dinner was lively, and Zhang Yang was sent home from Shanghai Railway Station on the train.

Several people watched the train start on the platform and slowly disappeared from sight, feeling a burst of emotion.

Zhang Yang, I wish you more and more success.

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When I got home in one stop, a girl came up and sat opposite Zhang Yang.

The girl is very beautiful, but the most touching thing is that the girl's shy appearance is pitiful. It is said that men are machismo, and they will have a conscious interest in everything that can arouse their desire to protect. pity.

The girl was holding a book in her hand, while she was reading, she secretly glanced at Zhang Yang from time to time, like this three times.Zhang Yang didn't think there was anything wrong at first, so he couldn't help becoming suspicious. He looked at himself, there was nothing dirty, and the trademark on the suit had already been taken off, so he definitely wouldn't make a joke.Well, touched the face, huh?Looks like a pimple popped out.Is it the fault of this thing?

When Zhang Yang finally couldn't bear it and was about to ask, the girl spoke with a voice like a mosquito beeping. If Zhang Yang hadn't been on 'high vigilance' to pay attention to this girl, he really wouldn't have heard it.

"I remember, I know you, you, you are Zhang—" the girl pointed at Zhang Yang with a slender finger, with a look of shyness and surprise on her face, "Zhang—" seemed to be annoyed that she couldn't remember , It's too rude, the girl patted her little head.

"Zhang Yang." Zhang Yang couldn't help laughing, and he stretched out his hand.

The girl was stunned for a moment, probably not used to shaking hands with others, she stretched out her hand and then retracted it, then took a deep breath, as if she had made such a big determination, shook hands with Zhang Yang lightly, and said in a low voice , "My name is Xia Yu." Xia Yu stuck out her tongue, "Sorry, I couldn't remember your name just now."

"It's nothing." Zhang Yang smiled, this girl is so pure, and she even apologized to herself, even if she didn't remember her name, she has no reason to blame others.It's not that the two are old acquaintances.Zhang Yang is not arrogant enough to think that others must know his name.Face is given by others, not something you want.He already understood this truth.

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"I'm afraid I remember that you are an athlete." Xia Yu said happily, then shook her cute little head, "Are you playing basketball?"

Uh——Zhang Yang was speechless.What I said, after a long time, the emotional people have admitted the wrong person.

"Hee hee." Seeing Xia Yu covering her small mouth and laughing, Zhang Yang realized that he was being teased. This girl was so shy when she didn't know her just now. This feeling reminded Zhang Yang that when he was a child, his aunt gave him What a cowardly and pitiful little sparrow.Now that I have just gotten acquainted with each other, I can joke and become more courageous.

At this moment, the announcement on the train sounded, which reminded the passengers on the train of the arrival location ahead.

"I'm coming to the station." Zhang Yang said with some reluctance. It's not that he has that kind of meaning for this girl, but this girl should be the first friend he really met by chance after returning to China.Zhang Yang has a nostalgic temperament, and it is natural to be reluctant.

The girl let out an 'ah', then found a notebook from her small backpack in a panic, frowned, she looked very cute, it could be seen that she cherished this notebook very much, then blushed, and flipped through the notebook. When I got to the last page, I handed it to Zhang Yang, along with a pen.

"Can you sign my name?"

"Of course." Zhang Yang smiled. This is the first time he signed autographs for fans in China. Well, is this girl one of his fans?Zhang Yang shook his head, he didn't know either.It should be, he had some expectations in his heart.

Zhang Yang signed his name very seriously, then he paused, then wrote a number on it, and handed it to Xia Yu, "This is my number in Marseille. If you have time to go to France , you can make this call, I will be the host, and I will definitely treat you well."

"Yeah." Xia Yu hummed, blushing even more, and said in a voice that she could only hear, "If there is a chance, I will definitely go."

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"They say you are arrogant, I don't think so." Xia Yu said with a frown, holding her cute little chin, as if she was arguing for Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang smiled and said nothing.He was afraid that he would scold others when he mentioned this matter, which would damage his good image, eh.

At this time, many passengers on the train who were about to get off started to act. Zhang Yang looked at the time, stood up, took his suitcase from the luggage rack, and stretched out his right hand.

This time, the girl didn't hesitate, and seriously extended her right hand to shake Zhang Yang's hand, and looked at Zhang Yang with wide eyes.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Goodbye."

The girl didn't say goodbye, but just hummed, and when she saw Zhang Yang dragging the suitcase and walked more than ten meters, she suddenly mustered up her courage and said, "Goodbye, I hope we can see you again."

Zhang Yang didn't look back, he pulled the suitcase, waved his hand, and disappeared into the crowd.

Xia Yu's mood became depressed. She held her chin and looked out of the window. In an instant, a smile appeared on her face, and her whole body glowed with a youthful and beautiful look. Zhang Yang got off the bus. He stood on the platform and looked at him. He waved his hand with a sunny smile on his face, then turned and left, dragging his suitcase and disappearing into the crowd.

"France, Marseille." The girl Didi murmured.The little fist was clenched tightly.Suddenly very happy smile.

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After Zhang Yang got off the train, he waved goodbye in the direction of the train where Xia Yu was. He didn't know if that cute girl could see him, but he felt the need to wave his arm.At this time, he regretted not having the cheek to ask the girl for her phone number.

Forget it, we met by chance, just a passer-by, what are you thinking about so much, I am playing football abroad by myself, the chance of meeting this girl again is too low.

At the very least, two strangers got to know each other and chatted happily, that's good.

Holding the suitcase and leaving the station, he found his father's tricycle not far away. Zhang Yang hurriedly shouted: "Dad, I'm here." Zhang Yang called home in advance, and his father was waiting for him here .

The father didn't hear it at the beginning, and he didn't recognize it until Zhang Yang yelled a few more times. He looked at his son in a suit and leather shoes and dragging a beautiful suitcase, opened his mouth wide, and smiled, "Stinky boy, you're back!" .”

Father is old.

When he left, my father didn't have so many white hairs on his head. Now, a lot of white hairs have been added.Seeing that my father was wearing a thick coat, it was a military coat. This kind of military coat was very warm. It was bought by my father with a month's salary. At that time, in order to send Zhang Yang to the football school, my father would ride Zhang Yang was driving the tricycle. The father in front of him was wearing a not-so-thick cotton coat. Zhang Yang was sitting on the tricycle, wearing this military coat that was too big for him.

Zhang Yang felt a little uncomfortable, full of bitterness, his attire was so conspicuous at this time, no, it was so dazzling, the old military coat on his father's body did not match the suit and leather shoes on Zhang Yang's body no matter what.

Dad, you have worked hard.He said bitterly in his heart.

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The station is a small station, and most of the trips to and from the county are tricycles, and there are very few taxis.The father kept saying hello to people along the way, saying that his son had come back and that today's business would not be done.

Only then did Zhang Yang know that his father's tricycle not only helped his mother's small store deliver goods, but also part-time drove passengers on a tricycle.

December in the north is already very cold, and the wind blows on the face like a small knife cut.Looking at his father's old face under the weather, Zhang Yang's nose became sore.

Zhang Guodong is a well-known honest man, he is cheerful, and willing to help others when they have difficulties, big or small, so he is very popular. He also seemed very happy, happy from the bottom of his heart.

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Along the way, many people I knew greeted my father.

After the tricycle passed by, people could still hear people's comments. The second boy of the Zhang family is back. He played football in France and made a lot of money. Lao Zhang is lucky.

It's Mao's blessing, look at what the second boy is wearing, look at what Lao Zhang is wearing, the son is rich, and being a father does not necessarily enjoy happiness.

Zhang Yang's face immediately became hot, and his heart felt extremely uncomfortable, and he panicked.He was full of guilt, and he only thought it was enough to save money to help his family pay back the money, but when he asked himself, he really seldom cared about the lives of his elders and his family, really very little.

He is full of guilt now.

"Dad, let's go to the temple and buy you some clothes."

"No, why don't you have too much money? I still dislike your father for embarrassing you." The father drove a tricycle and said without looking back.

Zhang Yang didn't dare to speak anymore. He looked down at his suitcase. In the suitcase, he bought a watch for his father. It cost several hundred euros. It was quite a luxury watch in his hometown. It's really worth buying a down jacket.He felt that he didn't really understand his father's life. A down jacket that can keep warm and look good is far more suitable than a luxurious watch.

The wind was very strong, and Zhang Yang could feel the coldness of the north wind while sitting on the tricycle.Through the small glass window, he saw the back of his father driving a tricycle against the wind. The once tall back was a little rickety under the annual rings of the years.

Dad, you used to be the broadest and strongest backbone behind your son.

From now on, your son will be your backbone.

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ps: The first update.Three more today.