Announcement: Since there are too few VIP chapters, it is decided to suspend the update of the public version for one week and make every effort to catch up with the progress of the VIP. I hope all the friends of the public version will forgive me. The update of the next chapter of the public version will be in the early morning of next Monday.

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Cruy has been in a bad mood in recent days. Some time ago, the paparazzi dug out his old debt and said that he was not an orphan at all. He also had a father in a mental hospital. Although this incident made him very annoyed, he had to restrain his temper and remain silent for a long time in the face of the mass media. Now, he finally became a wife in the club. Not only has he gradually become a main substitute, but he was also selected as the English team and became an international player. However, many Chinese journalists have begun to harass him. When interviewing him, they always ask him about his hometown in Shandong, and remind him intentionally or unintentionally that he is a Chinese and a Chinese.

Cruy knew what they wanted to do. They wanted to change their Chinese nationality and join the Chinese national team. But he left China since he was two years old. Now he couldn't even explain Chinese clearly. His memory of China is very vague. The only thing that impressed the most was the sea not far from his doorstep, but he could see the sea in the UK. In his opinion, it was all the sea, so there was no difference.

Besides, if you change your nationality and join the Chinese team, you will be at the level of the Chinese team. Can you have a great influence as an international player in England? The impact is not great, how can he become famous? How can he sign a better club contract and commercial sponsorship contract if he is not famous? How can he make money if he doesn't sign the best contract? Why should he put good British nationality and English international status without making money? Change to Chinese nationality? Join the Chinese national team?

I really don’t understand what those Chinese journalists think!

England head coach Eriksen has sent the notice to the club, and newspapers, television and radio also reported that Crew Lee was selected on the 25-man roster of England. If he announces that he will not join the England team at this time, and wants to go to the unknown Chinese team, not to mention the money issue. The saliva of the media and fans alone will be enough to drown him. The self-esteem and pride of the British people are very strong. In the past, a Turkish international who played in a Premier League team made a dirty word to Beckham when playing against England, he became the public enemy of England. Finally, the club even announced that he would terminate the contract with him because they could not guarantee that this player would not have any personal safety problems when playing.

Kru doesn't want to be the second one.

There are only two weeks left before the friendly match with Greece. If you are confused about these off-court things and have a bad state, it will be more than worth it. Kru decided not to care about Chinese nationality and Chinese national team.

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"Kru Lee creates history!"

"... The midfielder who is playing for Chelsea, Chinese player Crew Lee will be selected for the new England team, and is very likely to be sent to the court in a friendly match against Greece next Wednesday. He will be the first Chinese player ever to be selected for the England team. Crew Lee was born on April 1, 1988 in Qingdao, Shandong, China. When he was two years old, his family immigrated to London, England..." Zhang Jun put down this British newspaper that Li Yan gave him. The excitement of the British people who discovered another genius can be felt only by looking at the title.

Things were developing faster than he thought. At this time, Qiu Zhi was still on the way from Germany to Belgium. It might be too late to wait until he arrived in the UK. Zhang Jun decided to call him with his relationship with Krue and use his ability to convince the other party.

Because it was a sudden idea, I just did it. Zhang Jun picked up the phone beside him, entered it according to the number mentioned by Sister Hua, and then pressed the call button. Listening to the prompt sound waiting for the answer, Zhang Jun was uneasy.

Because it was the first time I called the other party, it was always presumptuous to make such a request, and I had no confidence to convince someone I had never met much before.

To be honest, after watching a few sets of his game, Zhang Jun also hoped that Kru-Li could become his teammate, but this was somewhat wishful thinking. After all, many things are not what they hope to do.

If he was right up to the point, would he be disgusted? If he didn't go straight to the point, how should I make an opening remark? He had been a gangster, so do I need to pay attention to language so as not to violate his taboos? My attitude should not be able to speak in a lofty manner, right?

Just as Zhang Jun was thinking about it, the phone went on.

"Hey, Kru-Lee." A somewhat thick voice.

Zhang Jun was nervous and kept talking around his mouth, but he didn't say it. It was not until he urged him there that he stuttered and replied: "I, I am Zhang Jun. Are you Kru-Lee? I think you should have heard of me, we have the same agent." Because he didn't know what attitude there was to him, Zhang Jun had to start building relationships from the common point of the agent.

"Ah-Zhang Jun! It's you, hello!" Unexpectedly, Kru's reaction was a little beyond Zhang Jun's expectations: he was only surprised and not disgusted. "It was the first time I received a call from you. I heard a lot from Sister Hua. We should have had a fight before, right?"

"Hey, don't mention that!" Zhang Jun felt a little embarrassed.

Why is he embarrassed? It was not him who stole the wallet. But Kruy there smiled a little unscrupulously.

Next, Zhang Jun didn't know how to continue. After Kru finished laughing, there was an embarrassing silence at both ends. Finally, Kru spoke first: "Hey, I know what you called to come and ask me for."

"Do you know?" Zhang Jun was a little surprised.

"Yes, is it that you called me to return your wallet? Haha!" Kru laughed again. After hearing what Sister Hua said, Zhang Jun couldn't laugh when facing Kru, and couldn't even smile. He thought Kru should be a very silent and gloomy person. Unexpectedly, he was quite cheerful.

"This...of course not, forget that wallet. I'm looking for you..."

"I'm trying to persuade me to change my nationality and then become a member of the Chinese national team, right?"

Although it was a bit unhappy for being persuaded to snatch the lines from the subject, Zhang Jun still smiled: "You know everything."

"There will always be Chinese journalists telling me about this these days, and I will recite their lines. From the time you suddenly called me, I knew your purpose."

"So since you all know my purpose, it will be easier to do. I told you as a Chinese player. Please come to the Chinese team and we will fight side by side, okay?"

Krue refused very simply: "Not good."

"Why?" Zhang Jun asked this knowingly, and he knew the reason for the other party's rejection.

"I have no reason to play for the Chinese team. Although I was born in China and had Chinese nationality. But that was the case before I was two years old. At that time, I was afraid I couldn't even walk well. I had no feelings for China and had no impression of it. I had received British education since I was a child. Look, we are even in English now. How could a person who can't speak Chinese and doesn't understand many Chinese customs and habits change his nationality and join the Chinese team? I am now a British, not a Chinese. Moreover, in the English team, it will be of great help to my professional football career. My fame will rise. I can get more paid contracts in the club, and various commercial sponsorship contracts will also take the initiative to come to me. So tell me, Zhang, is it good for me to join the Chinese team?"

Zhang Jun was stunned for a moment when asked. He thought about this question, and it seemed that there was no benefit. Whether in terms of money or reputation, choosing England is better than China. "Uh... it seems, there is no..."

"Then why do you think I want to give up my English national identity that is countless times better than the Chinese team and choose the Chinese team?" Crew laughed again, laughing loudly, and laughing unscrupulously.

Listening to Kru's laughter, Zhang Jun felt very discouraged. He was not confident enough. If he was snatched away by the other party, what else could he use to convince Kru?

Tell Cru to be patriotic and put national justice first? Don’t joke. For someone who has received British education since childhood and cannot even speak Chinese well, it will make Yang Pan laugh if it is spread.

If you can't tempt, it won't work to talk about the big truths of fake and empty... Zhang Jun now realizes that he is so stupid that he actually thinks he can convince Cru.

As Krue said, why is he?

"So, are you still in trouble?" Kru on the other end of the phone was already giving an order to expel the guest.

"Well... no, no, sorry, I'm sorry, disturbing me. Goodbye!" Zhang Jun hung up the phone like he ran away. He felt that his performance was embarrassing. "I'm sorry, Qiu Zhi, I couldn't help you any more."

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Cru sat at the table and looked at a photo frame on the table. A beautiful young woman in the photo was smiling happily and very happy. He reached out to take the photo frame, placed it in front of him, and stared at the young woman in the photo for a long time.

Because he has his own name on the released list of England, more and more Chinese journalists have come to him recently, and his words have become more and more straightforward. Many people even said straightforwardly that they hope that Krue would consider restoring Chinese nationality and serving his motherland. He did not care about these things, so he naturally refused. He was too lazy to tell the reporters about what Zhang Jun said. How should they think they are their business and it will not affect him.

But there are more and more such things, and he has to think about the situation he is facing now. Perhaps as a reporter said, China has not had an excellent midfielder for a long time, so he is very excited about his appearance. But he is a British man, and he is not unable to be selected into the English team, so he has to go to China. Everything is going well now, and his career in the UK is gradually getting on track.

Why do they bother me? It’s because I once had Chinese nationality and because I was born in China?

"Mom, what should I do? Tell me, Mom!"

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"You actually took the initiative to convince him?" Qiu Suhui was on his way to Belgium, and he was surprised when he received this call from Zhang Jun.

"Uh... I wanted to help you, Qiu Zhi. I think he and I had a relationship with each other, and they were the same agent. They should have a closer relationship and some things are easier to say, so... I failed and I had no way to convince him..." Zhang Jun's voice sounded a little depressed.

Qiu Suhui looked at the night sky outside the plane. It was pitch black and there were a few stars outside the clouds. He chuckled softly: "Idiot, you naturally can't convince him, because you are not good at speaking. So don't take this matter to heart. I will deal with it. Now think about your own game."

"I understand. I'm really sorry if I didn't help Qiu Zhi..."

"Why do you apologize? I didn't blame you. I've received your feelings, but being a lobbyist is not what you are good at. The day after tomorrow, I'll be a good candidate for me, so I can be considered helping me, haha!"

"I know, then Qiu Zhi helped me say hello to Xiang Tao and Wang Yu."

"Don't worry, I will definitely bring it." Qiu Suhui turned off his phone. Anderlecht, the capital of Belgium, was not far ahead. The plane lowered its height. Through the porthole, he could see some lights in the city, like a mirror, reflecting the stars in the night sky.

Shao Jiaying firmly took the main role in Munich 1860, but the team still couldn't be promoted to Class A, which made him a little discouraged. He planned to change places after the World Cup, but he had no choice but to stay in Class B for a long time and lacked popularity. There were not many teams interested in him in the top league.

This seems likely to be the problem that Zhang Jun has to face. It is easy to say that Fiorentina has successfully promoted to the first level, but if it is not careful, Fiorentina has not successfully upgraded, but has failed. Then how many people will remember Zhang Jun, who has been in the second level for half a year, will he remember him by then? If he wants to go to the top level, where should he go? I just hope that he can perform well in the World Cup and attract the attention of European clubs.

Anke's situation is different. He has become Dortmund's main goalkeeper this season, and he is deeply loved by fans because of his passionate performance. However, there are rumors that Bayern Munich plans to introduce him to take over the economic crisis of Dortmund this summer to take over Kahn's team. He is also deeply troubled by this rumor, but Qiu Suhui relies on his intuition to believe that this is definitely not a rumor. He told Anke that if Bayern wants him, he must go and seize this opportunity.

In Belgium, Xiang Tao and Wang Yu, according to some of the previous information, Xiang Tao has already taken the position of left back as the main left back of the first team, but he often plays guest roles as a central defender, right back, and left forward. He has already scored three goals and two assists in the League One, which is a very good result. Wang Yu is still a substitute, but he also has a chance to play.

Both of these people didn't need him to worry about. What made him feel troubled now was the matter of Kru-Li. Zhang Jun took the initiative to persuade him but couldn't handle it. So what should I do?

Qiu Suhui leaned his head on the back of the chair and rubbed his temples with his hands.

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Crew decided to take a shower and go to Chang to sleep. Now he lives alone, and since signing a new contract with Chelsea, the increase in income has enabled him to rent a spacious apartment that he solely owns.

While taking off his clothes, his hand touched the necklace on his neck, and his fingers were iced. He threw the stripped clothes to the ground, then carefully untied the chain and held it in his hand.

Then he stared at the slender necklace of 24K gold in a daze.

When he just joined the gangster group, an old hooligan mocked him for being a woman because he actually wore an old-fashioned and feminine gold necklace. As a result, he went up and punched the boy in the face full of acne. The final result was that he was beaten by a group of people, but until they were caught, he was very hostile to the acne boy who had ridiculed the necklace.

Because this is the necklace his mother once wore.

Now that the necklace has been broken from one side, he tied it with a thin rope.

The necklace and the photo are the only evidence about the mother and the past family, carrying his memory.

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The sound of water was so loud that the spray head sprinkled the warm water. Kru lowered his head and stood in the water, allowing the water to flow down his golden hair, flowed across his cheeks, and then dripped from the tip of his nose and chin to the ground.

He gently hit the wall opposite with his head, one, two, three, four, five... and non-stop.

Mom, what should I do? What should I do? What should I... do?

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Cru, who had dried his hair, lay on the bed, lifted the necklace in the air with his hands, and then squinted his eyes and looked at it. After a while, the focus of his eyes was not on the yellow and orange chain.

The afternoon sun was bright and dazzling. Kru turned his head away. He held his mother's hand, hoping to walk across the street because there was a shadow cast by the building there, and it was not comfortable to expose it in the sun in summer. But his mother pulled him away and told him that he had to cross the road where there was a zebra crossing at the intersection in front.

There was a bank ahead, and Krue ran a few steps because there was always air conditioning at the bank entrance, and he liked to stand there and enjoy the cool feeling.

But today he was disappointed because the glass door of the bank was closed and no air conditioning leaked out. Kru looked at his mother and father with aggrievedness, and the two walked towards him with a smile.

Krue likes his mother's smile the most. For him, who is young, it is the most beautiful smile he has ever seen.

The bank door was pushed open suddenly, and the air conditioner inside suddenly squirted out, which made Krue shudder, but he immediately closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

Suddenly he felt his center of gravity unstable and sat down on the ground. When he opened his eyes, he was shaken by the sun, and then he saw in horror that his mother was being dragged into the bank by a man with his neck. He didn't recognize the man, not his father, because he was wearing a black hood, covering his face, only a pair of eyes and a mouth were exposed, and he was holding a gun in his hand!

Dad wanted to go up and save his mother, but the man kicked him back.

What's wrong? Kru was stunned. The sound of glass breaking, the screams of people, the roar of the man, and the sound of gunfire...

The police and police cars seemed to emerge from the ground, surrounding the bank entrance. I don’t know who dragged Krue and his father back. In front of them was a wall composed of policemen and police cars, mother was outside the wall, and they were inside the wall.

People were constantly moving, and people upstairs poked their heads and looked down. Through this wall, Cru could still see her mother at the bank entrance. Her face had bruises and her lips were bleeding. Her eyes were looking at the crowd, and she was looking in horror, looking in search. When she saw Cru, Cru was behind the police, she breathed a sigh of relief and stopped struggling.

Then a policeman held a trumpet in his hand and shouted loudly to the inside. The criminals inside were also shouting loudly to the outside, but the gun in his hand still did not leave his mother's neck.

Dad was crying desperately, begging those people to let their mother go. But Cru didn't know what to do. He didn't even cry, but just widened his eyes in horror, staring at his mother tightly, not blinking, for fear that his mother would disappear after blinking.
To be continued...