Sophie received a call from An Ke and asked her to come to Shuguang Middle School, saying that she had something to give her. As for what it was, An Ke didn't say. "Anyway, you'll know it."

Sophie found An Ke in the stands of Shuguang Stadium. He sat alone in a cement seat and looked at the teacher's apartment building opposite. Originally, there were the same stands on the opposite side, but later it was demolished because the school built an apartment for the teacher. "I want to buy a house there." An Ke pointed to the apartment opposite and said, "You can see someone playing football here at any time. If your feet itchy, you can go down to play football. Then you buy a house for Zhang Jun, Yang Pan, Ren Yudi and others, all of whom are neighbors... Oh, and Kaka. Go to play football during the day and play cards at night. It's great to do nothing! But..." An Ke lowered his head and said dejectedly, "Those are just dreams. I have to work and support myself in Germany. Where can I get the money to buy a house? I really envy Zhang Jun, Yang Pan, and Kaka. They are all stars and have made money..."

"Aren't you going to be a professional player?" Sophie, who had been listening, spoke.

"No plan." An Ke shook his head, then took out a few envelopes from his bag, "These are those given to your parents by Zhang Jun and Yang Pan, and this one..." He took out an envelope from his inner bag, which looked no different from the others, "It was Zhang Jun's New Year's greetings. It's very old-fashioned, right? Hehe, don't worry, I haven't peeked at it."

An Ke smiled and Sophie blushed.

"I originally planned to come back to meet everyone, but that brat Ren Yudi disappeared for me and moved away with his family! I made me go for nothing. Lao Liang also went back to his hometown to celebrate the Spring Festival. I haven't seen him for a long time, and I don't know how he is. The Spring Festival is so boring. I will go back in two days. After staying at home for a long time, I have to listen to my mother's nagging!"

"I'll give you it." Sophie put the envelopes into her small bag one by one.

"No, no!" An Ke waved his hand quickly, "I said, no one will give it to me when I leave!"

Especially you, Sophie, what if I do something like that in the atmosphere of parting, let the brothers know that they have not eaten me yet?

"Then tell me your address and I'll send you something."

“What is it?”

"You will know then, haha!" Sophie smiled.

The two of them sat in the cold cement stands and chatted, talking about the past, the present, the future, until the sun sets.

An Ke patted his butt and stood up, stomped his legs, which were slightly numb: "It's time for me to go back."

Sophie also stood up, and she stood on the upper steps, gestured with her hands: "An Ke has grown taller again, I am still shorter than you."

"Hehe, I think you all need to look down!" An Ke raised his chest and raised his head.

"Tsk—" Sophie opened her arms and looked at An Ke.

"what?"

"Hug me." Sophie said.

"Hug...hug you! Let's play...what are you kidding? I..."

Sophie took the initiative to carry it on his back, "Even if I give it to you. An Ke, you have worked very hard in Germany alone..."

An Ke burst into tears in his heart: "Woooo! So excited! Sophie is getting more and more mature!"

This big pervert...

"Sophie, it's snowing in the Netherlands, where is Luoyang?"

"It's not snowing, I really envy you. It's been a long time since I saw Luoyang falling into heavy snow!"

"hehe!"

"Don't giggle foolishly, snow will have a greater impact on you, right? Your game..."

"We must win no matter whether it snows or not. The cup is an elimination system, and you will lose one year if you lose!"

"What a pity I can't see the game."

What a pity I can't see the game...

Zhang Jun looked at the heavy snow. Yesterday, the snow stopped. It took the workers a day to clear the competition venue. Today, it was about to play, but it started to fall again. Veronica is a small stadium without geothermal equipment installed, so it is easy to accumulate snow on the field.

The game is really hard to play, the weather is bad, and I met another strong team. But as he said to Sophie on the phone, if he loses a cup game, he will lose for a year, and he will win no matter what. It’s not that he wants to prove anything, but that he doesn’t want to taste the taste of failure.

Seeing Zhang Jun being tranced at the heavy snow, Kozel thought he was worried about the weather, so he patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, we are at home, the opponent is a technical team, and I feel that it will not be much better than us, in this snow..."

"We must win..."

"What?"

Zhang Jun turned his head and looked at Kozel, and smiled and said, "We must win this game!" Then he ran to warm up. He was standing in a daze just now, making him feel a little cold.

Adriansey still sets up tactics loudly in the locker room. People who don’t understand Dutch will think that he is scolding a certain team member loudly.

"The weather in this game is very bad. I hope everyone is careful and protect themselves. After all, our goal is still to relegate! The cup is a knockout match. There is no point in fighting each game in this kind of game. It is already a good result for us to reach the quarterfinals. Don't be misled by external comments, they don't know anything!"

Warrendam's fans braved the heavy snow to watch the ball and cheer for the team. They would not think so much about the future like Adrians. They only knew that the team had entered the quarterfinals of the Netherlands Cup. It was indeed not easy for a newly promoted team to have such results, but they still look forward to the team continuing to bring joy to them.

Breda's head coach Cate looked at the sky and frowned: "Damn the ghost weather!" A snowflake drifted into his eyes.

"We don't have to worry about anything. There is still a big gap between the opponent and our strength. Moreover, the opponent's physical strength is not very good. The last game against Feyenoord almost exhausted each of them. Even if the weather is bad, we can still win." The assistant coach said.

"I hope..." Carter murmured. The team is in good momentum in the league. After three consecutive victories, it has risen to third place, pushing Feyenoord, who lost the last round, out of the top three. He naturally wants to prove himself in the cup.

After a huge hustle and bustle, the game began. After the start of the game, the players on both sides seemed cautious due to weather reasons. After ten minutes of testing each, Breda gradually gained the upper hand, and the third place in the league was not luck. They frequently shot long distances outside the penalty area, causing a lot of trouble for Westlop.

"Sure enough, there is a gap in strength... How could Breda capsize on such a small ball?" Carter finally felt relieved after observing for twenty-five minutes. According to the current situation on the court, it is estimated that Breda scored a goal sooner or later.

Of course, the home team is not completely without a chance. They also have several beautiful counterattack opportunities, but Zhang Jun, who is catching the ball, always slips on the court and gives in, which is a pity.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier. The fourth official replaced the white football with a red one when the ball was out of bounds, so it would be much easier to distinguish the football in the vast white snow.

Yang Pan's speed advantage was not at all possible in this slippery field. Many times, he ran faster than the ball. Often, the football stopped after jumping behind him, but he couldn't stop himself and slid far away before stopping.

This was indeed a difficult game, and the coach was right. It was too unpaid to do his best in this game... Yang Pan did not dare to dribble the ball, so he had to pass the ball diagonally to the front of the penalty area when the opponent's defender was not pressing him up. Zhang Jun was inserting it there, which was a blind spot between the opponent's two central defenders!

Breda goalkeeper attacked!

Zhang Jun rushed very quickly, but even if he got it, it would not be easy to deal with. The venue was too slippery and he dared not do the moves. In addition, he ran over...

Zhang Jun shouted in his heart, "Oh no!" He turned around and looked at the ball, his feet were in chaos and he staggered.

Some fans sighed, but it was a pity that I had finally had an offensive opportunity.

If Zhang Jun can't get this ball, he will definitely attack the goalkeeper.

Zhang Jun fell forward, he danced and tried to maintain his balance, but in vain. He fell down! He lifted his left leg and touched the high ball from Yang Pan on his back. The football changed direction and flew over the head of the goalkeeper. Then, under everyone's gaze, he fell into the empty door behind the goalkeeper with a very elegant parabola...

The ball has entered!

“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!张俊!!!”

The snowflakes in the sky seemed to be disturbed by the roars in the football field, which blurted Adrians' eyes. A game he wanted to give up made Zhang Jun steal the incredible goal in the 70th minute. Why is he always so unexpected, even the way of scoring goals?

Zhang Jun was about to get up, but was pressed under him by a group of ecstatic teammates.

1:0! Warren Dam leads his opponent Breda in the quarterfinals of the Netherlands Cup! This goal was scored by Zhang Jun in an incredible posture in the 70th minute!

"Wula! Zhang Jun!!" The fans could only express their love for this young Chinese striker with loud cheers.

Carter turned around and punched the shed on the coach's mat. He could still hook the ball with his heel when he fell down. Do you think it was luck? He emphasized before the game that he would pay attention to the Chinese at No. 21 in the back line. Did he relax his several falls?

The game started again, and Breda strengthened the offensive, but Warren Dam became more and more brave as the cheers of home fans. Perhaps it was because of Zhang Jun's goal that made them feel that even God was standing beside them today. Then, Yang Pan also had a long shot and slipped out of the goalkeeper, which made the opponent's goalkeeper sweat.

Zhang Jun tried his best in the game, which can be seen from the fact that there was no clean area on his body after he was replaced.

When Adriansey replaced Zhang Jun with Ochu in the 80th minute, all the fans stood up and applauded Zhang Jun, thanking him for bringing such a beautiful goal to the team and his fighting spirit.

Zhang Jun was wearing a thick coat and sat on the bench, gasping for breath. Due to the venue, he put in almost twice as much physical strength than usual in this game, and he felt very tired. However, he still scored a very beautiful goal, which made him very excited. As a forward, he could only find that sense of existence by continuously scoring goals on the court?

In fact, when Adriansey replaced Zhang Jun, it means that the home team has given up on the offense in this game, and they want to keep the advantage of this goal until the end of the game.

Breda naturally refused to be eliminated like this, and they launched an almost crazy counterattack for the rest of the time. However, the weather is fair to both sides. The muddy and slippery field will increase the difficulty of defense, but it will not make the attacker feel much better.

The remaining games were almost spent in the continuous proactive mistakes of both sides. When the referee blew the final whistle, the whole game was in full swing! Warren Dam reached the semi-finals in the Dutch Cup as a newly promoted player!

The winner, Zhang Jun, the only goalkeeper, once again became a topic of discussion. His heel goal was once again rated as the best goal of the week by the Dutch media. Some people even compared his goal with the heel goal of Van der Fate of Ajax not long ago, and they were named "Scorpion's tail swing". However, the name given by the Chinese media was "Scorpion's tail swing", and they generally believed that the word "Scorpion" was not very elegant.

Li Yan received the relevant reports sent by Wang Hua and read them carefully several times. Although he is still in China, he is still responsible for all the reporting work of Zhang Jun and Yang Pan. He even suggested that the club send reporters to continue to follow up with Li Yongle, who is still in college. "Although he is not very famous now, he only appears as a friend of Zhang Jun and Yang Pan in the interview, but he will definitely become famous in the future. At that time, we have established a good relationship with him, and it is definitely not difficult to want first-hand news." This is what he said to the boss. The next day, the club assigned reporters in Beijing to keep an eye on Li Yongle and post some articles from time to time. It may not necessarily be reported, but mainly to see the progress of the reporter's work. Now, if you don't want his news to increase the circulation of newspapers, just lay a solid foundation for cooperation.

Now the reports about Zhang Jun and others in China are actually similar and have little readability. How can you highlight yourself in news reports? How to attract attention? Li Yan thought a lot, but still had no gains. Today, after reading various reports sent by Wang Hua from the Netherlands and the reactions from the Netherlands, an idea suddenly jumped out.

Zhang Jun has performed well in two consecutive games, scored the best goals, and was named the best player of the game. It can be said that when he stepped onto the professional arena, he almost encountered no difficulties - if the failure against Ajax can be considered a setback - it was simply unreasonable to have smooth sailing.

If there is a climax, there must be a bottom. This is the law of nature and no one can change it.

Looking at the extremely excited face in the photo, should I remind him? It would be better to pour cold water on many domestic media? It is not good for him who is still twenty years old, especially his mind is not mature enough.

After making up his mind, Li Yan lit a cigarette and started writing quickly on the paper.

Two hours later, he threw the pen and breathed a sigh of relief. The ashtray beside the manuscript paper was filled with cigarette butts covered with ashes. Every time he wrote about Zhang Jun, he was always so happy and finished in one go. When he wrote about domestic football, he only felt this way when he revealed some fake ball black whistles. Unfortunately, although there were many fake ball black whistles in China, not many could be written. Most of the time, he was depressed like a pregnant woman with difficult labor.

The next day, when the manuscript was handed over to the deputy editor-in-chief for review, he decided to post it in the "TITAN Observation" column of the second edition of the sports world without changing a word. "When everyone is trapped in a nearly crazy star-making movement, we need to pour cold water on them and treat every professional game with a calm attitude. When everyone is disappointed and sinking, we also need to light a fire for Chinese football so that they can see hope and see the Gemini stars shining in the distant Dutch night sky... This paragraph is well written! Xiao Li, I went to the Netherlands and made significant progress!" The deputy editor-in-chief in charge of reviewing said to Li Yan with praise.

"That's why you have cultivated it! If you don't go deep into Chinese football, you won't have such a deep feeling about Chinese football."

"I'm afraid that the relationship is still very complicated, right?" The deputy editor-in-chief looked at Li Yan with a meaningful look.

Li Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "When I stepped into this door full of hope and longing, I was poured a basin of cold water on my head. When you were soaked in a drool and others were ridiculing you, I saw the starlight of hope... I think this is what I feel."

"Okay, the starlight of hope! I just hope that this starlight will not become a meteor. The relationship is sincere, the structure is clear, every word is gem, I have nothing to change. Go and give it to Lao Wei and post it in 'TITAN Observation'."

Li Yan's cold water called "Beware of the Star-making Trap" is still too little, and it is not enough to absorb the prairie fire that has been burning rapidly in the Chinese football circle. Fans are talking about Zhang Jun's ability to be the Lotus Super League's scorer king, as if scoring goals is as easy as cutting melons and vegetables. Whether Yang Pan can become the assisting king, as if other Dutch people are idiots. Can the two join the wealthy family with the help of beautiful agents and complete the leap from ugly ducklings to beautiful swans. The market determines everything. In order to cater to readers, the media also presents various analytical articles and various gossip articles to fans...

"Damn! Gossip articles aren't it? If you want gossip, I have a basket of things in my hand!" Li Yan slapped the newspaper he bought from the newsstand on the table. His loud shout "shocks the world", which attracted other colleagues in the office to look at him. Who told him to see another so-called report on the latest progress of Zhang Jun and Huafang's relationship? "Urban Entertainment News! Damn, what the hell are you here to join in the fun of Entertainment News!" If it were the past, he could only laugh when he saw such a report. Yes. But since I met Sophie, I heard about the love story between Zhang Jun and her, he hated such reporters who poached their privacy without any trouble. What a sweet little couple, you have to break it up before you can feel comfortable? Zhang Jun later told him that he didn't want to hold anyone accountable, after all, those who don't know are not. The problem is, if you don't know anything, you have reason and qualification to guess randomly? Football players are attracted by their legs, not fucking genitals!

Because of Zhang Jun and Yang Pan's success in the Netherlands, football seems to have become a fashion in China. If you don't care about football, someone will despise you. If you don't publish some opinions about football, it is ignorance. The originally masculine sports have caused some reports of vulgar fans to mess with each other. What are they doing as football? A prostitute who is a slutty prostitute?

Li Yan knew that this situation was abnormal. When those who didn't understand football at all and couldn't hit the eight-point football ball, this false prosperity was nothing more than the bubble economy of the year, which was extremely beautiful, but a slight touch would cause sewage all over the floor, and nothing else was left.

But what made Li Yan really scared was that this prosperity was incited by him. At that time, he only considered the sales of newspapers and had his own promotion and salary increase, but he did not seem to have considered the opposite effect. Everything will turn out to be the opposite! He was really shocked by fame and fortune.

How can I make up for it? I only have a pair of hands and a pen. The words I said are like a small boat under the crazy wave of Chinese football. A wave hits me and no longer exists.

In early March 2003, when an infectious disease that shocked China and the world in the future was still concealed in a place in the south, there was also an undercurrent of Chinese football surging restlessly under the madness of people.

Perhaps Li Yan has seen through it, but driven by interests, they still pretended not to see it and continued to activate this undercurrent.

This is the most tragic thing.
Chapter completed!