Twilight

"Do you still have friends in Tongcheng?" Yang Chu glanced at his phone screen.

"You forgot, I told you that the club recommended a Chinese teacher to me."

Yang Chu nodded thoughtfully, and said slowly: "Today I will take you to eat local food first, and then send you to the hotel. Tomorrow, you will have a medical examination. After the physical examination, you will sign the contract. After signing the contract, you have two days to rest. The team has rented an apartment for you, there is a subway next to it, two stops away from the club, and three stops away from the nearest shopping mall, you can spend these two days freely, and then you will work for the boss.” She finished exploring He went and reported the address of the restaurant to the driving staff.

Although the contract has been negotiated for a long time, there must be a comprehensive physical examination before joining officially. This is an industry rule. Huang Wenxuan nodded and said well, and carefully wrote down Yang Chubao's itinerary.

In the Internet age, information spreads very quickly. The news of Huang Wenxuan's joining the XX team quickly spread from the microblogs of several fans who picked up the airport to the fan group of Tieba. Even the local media also pushed a piece of news on Weibo.Zhao Jianfei, a veteran XX team fan and a young net fan, took out his mobile phone while waiting for a red light on the way back from his mother-in-law's house, and happened to see this news.

And Huang Wenxuan's Chinese teacher Yan Duo is still sleeping dimly at the moment. Compared with passers-by like Zhao Jianfei, he is more "familiar" with Huang Wenxuan, but he is neither a fan nor reads local news, and even more so. He has never paid attention to the developments in the football circle, so he only found out about Huang Wenxuan joining the XX team when he called Xiao Zhun a week later.

"Huang Wenxuan's debut tonight, come and see, I have reserved a VIP seat for you." Xiao Zhun, as the assistant to the team's general manager, took time out of his busy schedule to call Yan Duo.

"Who is Huang Wenxuan?" Yan Duo had just sent off the hourly worker who had been called to clean the house. He was changing his shoes and was about to go downstairs to buy groceries.

"You have taught him Chinese for more than a year, but you don't know his name? You are convinced." Xiao Zhun was drinking coffee, and couldn't help coughing.

"Oh, tell me about him, isn't he Dutch? Why did he take such an authentic Chinese name, it doesn't seem like it was translated." Yan Duo locked the door and walked to the elevator on the side.

"He is of Chinese descent, I really don't know what you have been talking about for more than a year." Xiao Zhun was extremely speechless towards Yan Duo's behavior.

Yan Duo was a little surprised. He had always regarded the other party as a foreigner with blonde hair and blue eyes. Unexpectedly, he was of Chinese descent. When he chatted in the past, the voice and words written by that person gradually came to mind. After a while, he said in a natural tone: "I am only responsible for teaching Chinese, and his personal information is not within the scope of work, right?"

Xiao Zhun was stunned, and changed his mind to complain: "Didn't he tell you that he came to Tongcheng to play football?" Anyway, Xiao Zhun thought so. He is young and has not communicated with even the most basic information. As a manager assistant whose daily job is to deal with all kinds of people and pass business cards, he cannot understand the brain circuits of people like them, so he has to complain.

"My computer was flooded and sent for repair. I haven't logged into QQ for more than a week. He didn't say that I don't know."

Yan Duo has always been business-like. Although it is a long-distance teaching, he is also accustomed to using a computer. QQ chatting on a mobile phone is naturally more convenient, but he doesn't feel like he is working.

"With the salary that others pay you every month, if a computer floods and goes on strike for so long, won't your conscience hurt?" Xiao Zhun, a working class, really can't stand Yan Duo's attitude towards work from the rich second generation .

"Hehe." Yan Duo didn't bother to pay attention to him, the elevator was still on the first floor, and he stood leisurely looking at the twilight Lingjiang outside the window.

Xiao Zhun will accompany the leader to Gongti in the evening. When new players make their debut, the leader will go to support him. This is also a tradition of their team.He glanced at the computer and saw that it was time to wait for the boss to go out, so he stopped talking nonsense, closed the computer and said, "I'll find someone to pick you up."

"It won't rain tonight, will it?"

"VIP seat, even if it rains, you won't be drenched."

"Are your leaders going? Don't arrange it together. I'm too lazy to talk. You don't need to pick it up. I'll take a taxi by myself."

"I know you're too lazy to socialize, so I've found you a place where ghosts won't disturb you, and you just wait to be a quiet and handsome man."

The elevator has reached the 28th floor, Yan Duo looks away from the window, the twilight is all around, the sky seems to be overcast again, he walked to the elevator door, hesitantly said: "Actually, it's the same at home, it's better than the stadium Be clear."

"Young people should not be too nerdy. It has been proved that going to the stadium to feel the atmosphere can help you regain your passion."

Yan Duo subconsciously wanted to say no.

"That's it." Xiao Zhun on the other side hung up the phone involuntarily.

Yan Duo put away his mobile phone, and just stepped into the elevator with one foot, when he heard a voice behind him say: "Don't close the door yet." He turned around, and saw his former classmate and current neighbor——Zhao Jianfei, running towards him briskly .

"Where are you going?" Zhao Jianfei squeezed into the elevator and reached out to press the lower floor.

Yan Duo pressed a layer casually, still thinking about what Xiao Zhun said just now, subconsciously said the word "Gongti."

"What a coincidence? I also go to Gongti to watch football."

Faced with Zhao Jianfei's messy Niaowotou, Yan Duo suddenly remembered what happened that day, and it was still embarrassing to recall the situation that day. He shook his fingers, pretending to have amnesia cheekily, and strongly hoped that Xiao Zhao could accompany him Amnesia together, but soon he discovered that Xiao Zhao just had a longer reflex arc.

Seeing his old classmate in a daze, Zhao Jianfei took out a ticket from his pocket and handed it to him, "Which stand are you in?"

Yan Duo glanced absently and handed it back, "I don't know, it's an internal ticket given by a relative."

Zhao Jianfei had a look of remorse: "I booked the ticket late, and the seat is not good." Seeing that Yan Duo didn't answer, he had to say cheekily: "Since you are an internal ticket, the seat must not be wrong, I will follow you at night .”

"..."

"Take my car and go." Zhao Jianfei canceled the button on the floor that Yan Duo had just pressed, leaving only the negative floor shining brightly.

Yan Duo walked on the way to the Workers' Stadium inexplicably.

"Is the thing you told me that day true or false?"

Yan Duo turned and stared at Zhao Jianfei in disbelief.

Zhao Jianfei faltered a little, "That's it, the same..."

"...Really." Yan Duo regretted the brazen words that day.

"When did it start?"

Yan Duo and Zhao Jianfei looked at each other for three seconds, determined not to regret it anymore, because he found that this person was a second-hand man, and he was ashamed of himself for such a second-hander, so he turned back and said, "When did you start liking girls?"

Zhao Jianfei thought about it seriously, "In the third year of junior high school, we were not in the same class at that time, and it was also a sad reminder. I had a crush on that girl for two months, passed a lot of small notes, and finally asked her out on the playground. The relationship has grown so much. Progress, before the little hand could be held, my dad was going to be transferred, and I was forced to transfer to Tongcheng." He sighed, and then said: "No, let me ask you, how did you say it happened to me."

Yan Duo felt very pained about his understanding ability, rolled his eyes at him and said: "It's human nature to have a love affair at the beginning, don't you understand by analogy?"

Zhao Jianfei's understanding of this niche group is still at the ideological consciousness of the last century, and he suddenly realized, "So you are born."

Yan Duo: "..."

"By the way, do you remember our math teacher at that time? It was the very fierce and tall thin guy. Last year I heard Zhao Heng said that he died of lung cancer. Zhao Heng happened to be in his hometown at that time, and he ran to give a Wreaths, speaking of it, Zhao Heng was the worst abused by him at that time." At the red light, Zhao Jianfei followed the traffic light's prompt and drove the car steadily into the left-turn waiting area.

Yan Duo still doesn't quite remember many things at that time. That day he drank painkillers and fell asleep, then woke up and ate Zhao Jianfei's thick rice-like porridge while recalling his junior high school career, and found There was a lack of materials, except for the two stone lions at the school gate, I couldn't remember anything else. Zhao Jianfei said that he had no memory of the heavy rain that day and squeezed him all night, and he couldn't even remember who the head teacher was.During those few years, he once stuffed himself into a sea of ​​books, trying to forget those horrible photos and that video tape, so that he never dared to recall the past, and ignored that memory for a long time, and it was true. forgot.

"Are you still in touch with your former classmates?" Yan Duo asked quietly, staring at the windshield.

"Not all of them are in contact, just a few who are in contact, plus you, the first one, Zhao Heng formed a WeChat group, and I will pull you in later."

"No need, I can't even remember." Yan Duo directly refused. He tried hard to recall the name Zhao Heng, and he seemed to have a little impression, but he couldn't remember whether the person was fat or thin, and his face was round or square. He's not good at talking about anything.

"You are so young, and your memory is too bad."

Yan Duo glanced at him, his eyes were a little cold, and he didn't speak.

Seeing Yan Duo's expression in the rearview mirror, Zhao Jianfei's eyes darkened slightly.

When the green light came on, Zhao Jianfei let go of the clutch and stepped on the accelerator with a heavy heart.On the Monday after he sent Yan Duo home, as soon as he arrived at the unit, he 'used his authority' to check all of Yan Duo's files. Except for the column of Yan Duo's father, which was not displayed in the file, he could not see anything else. Nothing unusual.

Yan Duo's ancestral home is Los Angeles. His grandfather and grandmother are both teachers. His mother is now a well-known entrepreneur in Los Angeles. A college student with a background, and since then, her business has grown bigger and bigger.

Zhao Jianfei calculated the time when Yan Duo's parents divorced. At that time, Yan Duo should be in the first year of middle school.If he wasn't affected by his parents' divorce, then the problem must be his father, but Zhao Jianfei has no authority, and he can't find anything about Yan Duo's father, so he can only ask his father in secret. , See if Lao Zhao can do anything.