[Football] In the name of the team doctor

At the end of the game, Portugal finally drew 1-1 with Iceland.The two teams with a certain gap in terms of fame, strength and ranking in UEFA finally shook hands and made peace.Icelanders are carnival, but Portugal is unwilling.

Although the whole game was over, Lin Wei still didn't turn off the TV, because the broadcast camera followed the figure of the Portuguese No. 7, who was lowering his head, struggling with the bandage wrapped around his wrist, biting his lower lip , shaking his head gently from time to time, his face full of disappointment and remorse.

When he was in Real Madrid, before each game, he always asked Lin Wei to help him wrap the bandage on his wrist. He said that Lin Wei's bandage was the most comfortable, neither loose nor tight. Pain or hurt.

Although they failed to win the game, the Portuguese fans in the stands were still cheering for their players in their own way. As the captain, the president quickly adjusted his mood. Under his leadership, the Portuguese players came to the side where the fans of the home team gathered The stands, applaud them to thank them.

The president swept away the gloom of not being able to win the game just now, and put on a smile again, but with this smile, even through the screen, Lin Wei felt that he was forcing a smile.

The screen cuts back to the studio, where CCTV commentators and special guests are conducting technical and tactical analysis of the just-concluded game.Compared with the two of them, Lin Wei is more willing to listen to Zidane's post-match summary in Spanish mixed with French, concise and to the point, every word.

Turn off the TV, go back to the room, lie on the bed but can't sleep, the phone is placed next to the pillow, so quiet that he thought he had set the do not disturb mode.

But it didn't, because he and the big brother still maintain the frequency of calling once a day, and the 6-hour time difference allows his mobile phone to be connected at any time.

The clock passed five o'clock in the morning, and the sky outside the window had turned pale. Lin Wei was already a little drowsy, but the phone rang at this time.

The phone was at hand, and Lin Wei quickly picked it up.On the other hand, the CEO was a little surprised: "Did you just wake up or didn't sleep, or was it woken up by me?"

"Just watched your game."

Speaking of the game just now, the president sighed softly, his tone full of helplessness: "We could have won this game, but we couldn't make it to the end."

"It's okay," Lin Wei comforted him softly, "You have done your best." There was still half a sentence Lin Wei didn't say, because he knew that the boss didn't want to hear it.Although the performance of teammates is not worthy of a victory, this is a fact, and it is reasonable to be equalized by the opponent.

"There are still two games to come. I am very worried. It is very difficult for us to qualify for the group stage in our current state." He didn't say anything, but the president also understood in his heart that there is a world of difference between the teammates of the national team and the club, but the national honor belongs to him He has a lifelong dream, and he is willing to fight all the burdens for this one person to move forward.

"No, maybe we will win the next two games."

"I don't mean to offend Iceland, but I think if we don't win even Iceland, the next two games will be more difficult."

"Group No.3 can also appear."

"That has to compete with No.3 from another group."

Lin Wei felt that his emotions were extremely depressed today. This was not at all like the unruly cr7 in the usual days. Where did the domineering president who would do his best to win and never give up until the last second went?

"That doesn't sound like anything you said."

The person on the other end of the phone smiled softly: "Why should I pretend to be myself in front of you? I'm just an ordinary person. I feel a lot of pressure and sometimes feel tired. But I can't let myself stop I can't let the media and fans see my exhaustion and fragility, but I can do it in front of you."

"Why is it okay in front of me?"

The president seemed to be waiting for his question, and immediately replied with a smile that could not be concealed: "Because I want you to feel sorry for me."

Probably because he stayed up too late in the past few days after returning home, Lin Wei found that his brain, which lacked enough sleep, was a bit unable to function, and he was tricked by him again: "Okay, you did it."

"Really?"

"Really." Lin Wei's voice paused, and then he said very solemnly, "I'm looking forward to going to watch your finals live, so don't give up no matter what kind of predicament you are in, there is no miracle that cr7 can't create on the pitch .”

"I have a question." The president suddenly remembered that they had never discussed this issue, "Is there your home team in the European Cup?"

"Yes," Lin Wei said bluntly, "I watched the World Cup on TV for the first time when I was 10 years old, and I have been a loyal fan of the French team ever since."

Lin Wei's provocative method is very effective. People who doubted that they would not be able to qualify for the group stage just now suddenly became high-spirited again: "Okay, then I hope the opponent in the final is the French team, you just wait to come to the Stade de France , see how I snatch their championship at their doorstep, and you can change your home team from now on."

"I am honored to be able to watch you win the championship live for the third time, but..."

Hearing the first half of the sentence, the president was very happy, but it was only three seconds before he changed the subject: "It is impossible to change the home team. This is a matter of principle. It is impossible to change in this lifetime."

There was no way to chat anymore this day, the president said good night and hung up the phone.In my heart, the French team is the number one target, and I will not give up until I beat the host.

In order to avoid the blind date Tang Yao arranged for him, Lin Wei stayed up in the middle of the night under the pretext of watching a football game. He slept until noon the next day, and then made excuses to go out, occasionally meeting with classmates and friends, and most of the time alone hang out.

That night, he had dinner with a few high school classmates, and it was past nine o'clock in the evening when he got home.He called his parents a few times at the door, but the old couple were clearly sitting in the living room watching TV, but they ignored him.

Lin Xiaowei, who didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, thought his mother was having trouble with him because he didn't have time to go on a blind date.He walked over with an obedient smile on his face, originally planning to sit beside his mother and act coquettishly, but just as his butt landed on the sofa, he immediately stood up in fright when his mother said "stand up for me".

Tang Jiao looked serious, his voice was not loud and still gentle, but the majesty in his tone made Professor Lin on the other side of the sofa involuntarily sit upright.

Tang Yao raised his chin and pointed to the things on the coffee table: "Tell me, what happened to the gift you brought us?"

Lin Wei glanced at it as if nothing had happened. There was the orange kitty bag on the coffee table, and a silk scarf with geometric patterns was delicately wrapped around the handle. It was decorated like this, as a straight steel man who never cared about bag accessories. , I can't help but say that it is really beautiful.

"What's going on?" Lin Wei had a premonition in his heart that something was wrong, and he lost all confidence in speaking, "Shouldn't I just give you a gift?"

At this moment, Lin Jinsong, who had turned around to read the papers silently, suddenly turned his head and signaled with his eyes to his son that he should not be so stubborn, and that lenient confession is the right way: "There is a meeting in the courtyard today, and a young female teacher praised you. Mom has good taste, and the bag in her hand is worth tens of thousands. The leaders of the courtyard heard it, and before the meeting, they mentioned in a vague way that some old comrades, although they are about to retire, should keep a low profile in their lives."

"I asked the students to check on the Internet. These two bags cost more than 30. It is impossible for those silk scarves to be bought as a gift. One or two thousand, I counted them, and there are 15 in total. And that watch is 1 yuan, the belt is more than 1 yuan, and the brooch is more than [-] yuan. Your dad and I don’t have so much money for a year’s salary without eating or drinking.” Tang Yao raised his head and looked at his son, “Xiao Wei, Your mother has worked hard in the unit all her life, and she has never been embarrassed in public like this."

"So what's the matter, my son respects you."

"I'm not joking with you!" Tang Yao's tone became colder and colder, "You didn't go home for three years to save money. You have only been in Spain for half a year, and you brought home hundreds of thousands of gifts for your parents? "

Lin Wei stood obediently with his hands behind his back: "What exactly do you want to ask?"

"Where did all this money come from?"

Lin Wei knew in his heart that his mother was just worried that he would do some bad things for money.

Lin Wei sighed, and truthfully explained the origin of these things: "I just wanted to buy you a bag, and then I bought something for my dad, but there was a small incident in the middle, and a friend found out about it. I just sent these things, saying that they are for you.”

Hearing these words, Tang Yao and Lin Jinsong were even more shocked. Why are friends so interested in buying dozens of samples, big and small, and sending them to their sons?

"Who?" Tang Yao looked at his son suspiciously, feeling more and more strange.

At this time, the program on the TV in the living room entered the commercial time, and someone wore a suit to show off his skills: "This is the performance of a champion, impeccable."

Lin Wei pointed at the TV: "He."

"..." The couple looked at each other in dismay. Although they knew that their son's current job was with superstars who could only be seen on sports channels, it felt unreal to really connect with their own lives.

"Why did someone give you such an expensive gift?" Sometimes a woman's intuition is just like Zidane's metaphysics, which is very unreasonable.Naturally, Tang Yao wouldn't associate the man on TV with his son and think about it in that way, but ordinary friends who have no interest relationship, would they even consider details such as the accessories on the bag when preparing gifts for the other parents?

"Because I cured his injury and let him come back in time in the key game, he thanked me."

Although Lin Wei felt guilty, he thought what he said was true, and he still stood there calmly.Tang Yao was a little convinced by him, but he still felt uneasy: "Then you shouldn't accept such an expensive gift from others. Reciprocity between friends can last for a long time. What can you give back to others?"

Lin Wei thought about this question for a while, and he gave him two bookmarks in return, totaling one yuan based on the current market price.

"You still carry this bag at the next meeting, and if the leader of your academy talks about you, tell him that you also want to keep a low profile, but your strength does not allow it."

He went to pour two more glasses of warm water and put them in front of his parents: "Also, based on your son's ability, the value of what I can give him in return must not be just two bags."