Twilight

In the evening, Zhao Jianfei knocked on the door with another pile of lunch boxes.

Yan Duo opened the door to see him, blocked the door, and smiled very sternly, "Are you here to send warmth again?"

Zhao Jianfei didn't respond to the teasing, "Yes."

Yan Duo was a little bored, looking at the packaging bag in his hand, "Can you ask me what I want to eat before you pack it next time?"

"You have such a big face." Zhao Jianfei pushed him away and walked into the room, "I have never been so considerate to my girlfriend, so you can be content."

Yan Duo followed him slowly, "If my arm is always bad, are you going to be so considerate for the rest of your life?"

Zhao Jianfei was completely immune to his teasing, and took out a plate from the cupboard and poured the packaged vegetables into it, "I believe in the current medical technology." Finally, he brought out the prickly ash that Yan Duo processed himself from the refrigerator, and put it there In front of the young master's seat, "Eat."

Yan Duo tapped the plaster plaster on his arm with disgust and stood by the table, "Is this edible? I lose my appetite just looking at it."

Zhao Jianfei knew that he was just a picky mouth, but it was not that difficult to serve him, so he put the spoon in his hand, "Eat it at ease, I won't poison you. My network TV is in arrears and I haven't had time to pay it yet. You're here to watch a football game."

Yan Duo thought of the sports news pushed by his mobile phone in the morning, and his appetite twitched like a conditioned reflex.

Zhao Jianfei saw that his expression was a little strange, and tilted his head to look at him, "What's wrong?"

Yan Duo stared at him, tapped his right arm, which was in plaster, and said slowly: "I have a psychological shadow on the game, you can watch it elsewhere."

"Pretentious." Zhao Jianfei scorned ruthlessly, and pushed the plate containing braised pork feet towards him, "To complement the shape, just eat more."

Yan Duo opened the stool and sat down, thinking silently, "Should he be playing tonight?"

The two quarreled with each other and finished the meal. Police officer Zhao, a senior football fan, ignored Yan Duo's eyes and insisted on watching the football game at his house. Ben novel went to the bedroom, he came out to drink water, and was caught by Zhao Jianfei, "Would you like to sit down and watch? Today's game is really good to watch, XX team really bought Huang Wenxuan, You don't know how brave he was tonight, he was so steady, he made three consecutive dives, his teammates wanted to hug him to celebrate after the save, he immediately sent a goal kick, and the OO team was beaten by them before they could react A counterattack is an indirect assist."

Yan Duo couldn't hold it back, and glanced at the TV. At this moment, the screen showed the midfielder. Players from the two teams were stealing and being intercepted. There was nothing wrong with the goalkeeper. He looked away and said coolly: "After watching Remember to turn off the TV for me."

Zhao Jianfei was disgusted to the point of Yuzu, he poked his neck and said, "I'll pay the fee tomorrow."

"Whatever." Someone in the study snorted coldly.

Zhao Jianfei was full of complaints that he had nowhere to play. After watching the game, he was as lonely as snow. He turned off the TV and left, thinking about joining a local fan group as soon as possible. Thinking of a fake fan in the study room, I couldn't help but come back and say: "Staying up late is easy to die suddenly. I am because of the nature of work. Sometimes I can't help myself. Don't be in the blessing and don't know the blessing. Go to bed early."

Yan Duo: "..."

Going to bed is really early for those who are still in Gongti.

After the game, Huang Wenxuan thanked the team with his teammates. The group was covered in sweat and dragged off to the sidelines. He caught up with Yang Chu in the player tunnel and took a bag of ice cubes from their medicine box. Apply to the side of the knee.

"Are you OK?"

Huang Wenxuan shook his head.

Yang Chu squatted down to help him fix the ice cubes in a simple way, worried, and checked his knee joints casually.

After such a delay, the two fell to the end. Yang Chu saw that there was no one else around except the security personnel, so he said in a low voice, "Just now Zhou Xu was replaced and told me that after you rushed three times in a row, he looked at him with murderous looks. , He panicked a little bit, saying that he didn’t dare to think about what would happen if that goal was scored, and he was worried that you would kill some of their brothers’ goals.”

Huang Wenxuan: "..."

Yang Chu: "You know, the XX team is just a mid-range team in China A. They may not be as skilled as your teammates in the Eredivisie, but they all work hard and do their best on the field. After you Be kind to them, after all, we need to get along with each other for a long time."

"I don't." Huang Wenxuan stopped, looked down at Yang Chu, and explained.

Yang Chu observed his words and expressions, and said softly, "Is that... a bad mood?"

Huang Wenxuan said bluntly: "Well, I shouldn't bring my emotions into work."

Although Huang Wenxuan didn't want to say more, Yang Chu understood immediately, "Because of that matter?"

Huang Wenxuan's expression darkened, and he lowered his eyes, as a tacit consent.

Yang Chu sighed inaudibly, and said in a negotiating tone: "How about this, Zhou Xu and the others like to choose to sing to relax when they are on vacation. Later, I will book a private room, and you invite them out, so we can relax together?"

Huang Wenxuan smiled gratefully at Yang Chu, although the smile was a bit forced, but fortunately his face was not so ugly, "Thank you."

Yang Chu knew that Huang Wenxuan was actually a bit withdrawn, and he couldn't do well in interpersonal communication. He was a newcomer, and if he didn't mention him, he might be isolated by his teammates. This place is no different from the Eredivisie club he used to stay in. After all, he stayed there for a long time. In [-], many teammates joined later than him, and he was older, so everyone was polite to him.

If this goes on like this, I'm really going to be a fucking mother. Yang Chu spit on himself silently in his heart, and said: "Be more friendly in the future. When they celebrate, they have to hug, touch their heads, or fall down and let them go. They won't get pregnant. Huh?" His tone was a little mocking.

"..." The expression on Huang Wenxuan's face was quite indescribable.

Even though he didn't say anything, Yang Chu could tell that he had listened to it. In fact, she had always had a question in her heart, why did Huang Wenxuan transfer here?

With Huang Wenxuan's character, it is obvious that the original club is more suitable for him, and coming here is purely asking for trouble.If he didn't know that he was gay, Yang Chu might think that he was following in his footsteps when he was too narcissistic. So to rule out this possibility, is it just because of the high salary?It doesn't look like that, even though he doesn't know much about it, Yang Chu can be sure that his family's situation in the local area is good.

Huang Wenxuan seems easy-going, but in fact his personality is introverted, and after getting along for a long time, you will find that he is very stubborn in some aspects, such as some questions, if he is unwilling to answer, he will not say some beautiful words to prevaricate you, he will Tell you straight up that he doesn't want to discuss it.

When I was at the airport, Yang Chu planned to ask, because she thought it was a good opportunity. Huang Wenxuan was new here, and it is normal for an old friend to ask why you came here. Even if he didn’t want to answer, he probably wouldn’t answer Think about it, and it won't appear that the person asking the question is very rude.

But I missed that day, so if I ask now, it seems deliberate. Yang Chu has always been very measured in dealing with people, so no matter how many questions she has, she can only ponder them in her heart.

When he was about to reach the end of the passage, Huang Wenxuan suddenly stopped and looked back at the field behind him.

"What are you looking at?" Yang Chu asked curiously.

"It's nothing." Huang Wenxuan shook his head, and then he asked himself in his heart, would that person be in the stands?He has an arm injury and should not be on the court.So will he watch the football game in front of the TV?If he reads it, will he feel that I am not friendly enough to my teammates like Yang Chu?

(change)

The XX team has a relatively intensive schedule this month. After the weekend league, there will be a FA Cup match in the middle of the week.

The schedule is determined very early. Even if there are any large-scale events that require the league to make way during the period, the Football Association will arrange and notify in advance. Therefore, for the away game in the middle of the week, the team booked the air ticket very early, and reserved ample space. time.It's a pity that the plan didn't change quickly. The flight was delayed due to the weather on the day of departure. The time has changed from ample to stretched. It was already late at night when the team arrived in City D, but everyone is a professional player. This kind of situation is often encountered, and it has long been commonplace. , A group of people hurried to the hotel after getting off the plane, racing against time to rest, and arranged to go to the field early the next morning.

In the morning, the sleepy Yang Chu hurriedly squeezed onto the team bus with a trolley case. When he saw Huang Wenxuan sitting by the window, he couldn't help being startled, "Have you not slept all night? Why are you so haggard!"

As Huang Wenxuan's roommate, Zhou Xu has more say, "Choose a shop, I heard him tossing and turning on the bed last night, he slept quite late." Professional athletes often run back and forth at home and away for overseas training. , Zhou Xu was a little surprised.

Huang Wenxuan didn't deny it, but responded vaguely.

Since his teammates were all there, Yang Chu didn't want to say much, he just frowned and said meaningfully: "The schedule is tight recently, you have to adjust as soon as possible."

Huang Wenxuan nodded and said, "I'm already adjusting." He was also worried that his poor condition would affect his performance, so as soon as the bus started, he stuffed a pair of noise-canceling headphones into his ears, leaned back on the seat, closed his eyes, and tried to able to sleep for a while.

However, in the game at night, Huang Wenxuan, who didn't sleep well, didn't make any mistakes, but Zhou Xu, who slept well, made a mistake. Because of physical exertion, because he was not decisive enough, and he didn't grasp the timing of the foul, in the 10 minutes At that time, he brought down the opponent's dribbling player in the penalty area and directly sent the opposing team a penalty kick.

The fans of the opposing team in the stands were boiling, while the fans of our own team who came to cheer on the away game were all sweating and silent.The person involved, Zhou Xu, was sweating, watching the opponent's forward standing in front of the penalty spot, depressingly wanting to hit the turf.

If the goal goes in, he doesn't need to go online to imagine how the fans will spray him to death in different ways.The possibility of the opponent's No. [-] kicking the penalty away is extremely slim, and he can only pin his last hope on Huang Wenxuan.At this moment, Huang Wenxuan was standing in front of the goal, moving his limbs lightly, without any emotion on his face, neither nervous nor calm.

Zhou Xu thought to himself, does this Da Mensao have a bottom in his heart or a bottom?