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Zhao Yaxin smiled awkwardly. It was difficult for her to answer this question.
¡°If she doesn¡¯t feel anything for Yang Fei, then that¡¯s fine.
But I don¡¯t know since when, Yang Fei has slowly occupied her heart and become a presence that cannot be ignored.
Although it¡¯s not to the point where you won¡¯t marry unless he is there, he does exist. Zhao Yaxin can¡¯t control it, and she can¡¯t deceive herself.
She avoided Linlin¡¯s curious gaze and said with a smile: ¡°Silly girl, what are you talking about? We have classes tomorrow, so go back and rest early.¡±
Linlin¡¯s eyes dimmed instantly, she was a little disappointed when she didn¡¯t get a clear answer.
But she didn¡¯t want to embarrass Sister Yaxin, so as not to offend her, so she lowered her head and returned to her room.
Back to the room, Linlin was completely sleepless and lay on the bed tossing and turning.
So I came to the hall and prepared to go to the refrigerator to find something to eat.
But accidentally, she found a room with light on, so she walked over curiously.
Through the crack in the door, she saw the usually elusive Miss Man, who was singing to the camera.
Linlin understood immediately. She was singing live on a live broadcast platform.
Lin Xiaoman wore heavy makeup. Although her singing was average, in the eyes of netizens, her singing was very beautiful, so many people gave her gifts.
Seeing this, Linlin suddenly became interested. She also likes to sing.
¡°It¡¯s just that I just hum casually, and I have never sung it in front of anyone except my cousin.
Yang Fei has already found a good school for her, and based on her hobbies, he has planned a future path for her in advance.
That is to enter an art school and become a singer in the future.
Of course, with Yang Fei watching from behind, Linlin will definitely not be exposed to the dark side of the entertainment industry.
He will not let her fall, he will only let Linlin do what she likes happily, and no one can hurt her.
At this time, Linlin saw Sister Xiaoman singing happily and felt that she could do it too.
And this is also a good training opportunity, maybe you can improve your singing skills.
But she still doesn¡¯t know how to start a live broadcast, and plans to find time to ask Sister Xiaoman.
At this time, Yang Fei was not sleeping either. There happened to be an Asian Cup football match tonight, and he was watching the national football match in his room.
Seeing the Chinese team being brutally abused in all kinds of ways, Yang Fei was heartbroken.
"Damn it, you took two steps and then stopped running. You are acting as a defender!" He stared angrily and shouted angrily.
It didn¡¯t take long for the game to end.
The Chinese team was denied three goals in a row by a war-torn African country.
Stopped at the quarterfinals of the Asian Cup!
Yang Fei is speechless, can the national football team play any worse?
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How shameful!
He went to the Li Yi Bar and browsed randomly, all of which were posts criticizing the national football team.
"The national football team should be disbanded as soon as possible! Do you want to keep it and continue to act like a monkey for others?"
¡°It¡¯s really fun to eat instant noodles and watch a group of multi-millionaires walking on the field!¡±
¡°The forwards are incompetent and the defenders are incompetent, so disband immediately!¡±
¡°The meaning of the existence of the national pig is to bring warmth to those war-torn countries. I suggest that the next Nobel Peace Prize be awarded directly to the national pig.¡±
¡°The National Pig has made a huge contribution to the friendly exchanges between China and foreign countries, and fully demonstrated the Chinese people¡¯s hospitality, humility and courteous style. In this regard, they have done a very good job!¡±
"It's not a bad fart. It was pressed to the ground and rubbed hard."
"Hahaha, this is not being rubbed, but being pushed to the ground and fed. Look at those eleven pigs, they look indifferent, as if winning or losing has nothing to do with them."
"They don't care whether you win or not. Anyway, just take a walk on the field and you can get tens of millions a year."
"The reason why the national pigs are so rubbish is that the problem still lies at the root."
"You mean those leaders of the Pig Association?"
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Yang Fei looked at the comments below and his forehead wrinkled into the character "Chuan".
He really wanted to turn into a keyboard warrior and go up and curse a few words, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it. Out of sight, out of mind.
The next day, after sending Linlin to school, Yang Fei ran to a nearby football school to prepare for a visit.
?After all, the future of the national football team still depends on these children.
He parked his Bugatti Veyron in a nearby garage and walked over.
At the school gate, he saw a little boy about ten years old, holding a football, squatting on the ground and crying, with his parents sitting next to him with sad faces.
They are dressed very plainly, and you can tell at a glance that their family conditions are not very good.
Yang Fei was a little curious. Could it be that this kid wanted to go to football school but his parents didn't allow him?
"Kid, what are you crying for?" Yang Fei walked over and asked.
The little boy didn¡¯t speak and was still crying sadly. The mother of the boy next to him took over.
"Hey, we didn't give the coach any money, so they didn't let my son play. My kid's skills are no worse than others, but my family has no money, so I can't give the coach a red envelope, so I can only watch other students play. Contest."
"I clearly remember that the coach came to our house some time ago and told me that my son Xiaotian is very good at football. If he plays more games, he might be able to participate in domestic youth training in the future, but he wants us to pay him hard work and train him It¡¯s not easy for Xiaotian.
"But our family is so poor that it is difficult to raise tuition for Xiaotian every year. How can we still have money to give him gifts?"
"If my kid didn't really like playing football and begged me all day long to let him go to football school, otherwise I would have wanted him to go home directly and go to an ordinary school, hey!"
"What? Is there such a thing?" Yang Fei frowned.
But he soon came to his senses. He had heard this rumor before, saying that football was a sport for the rich. If you didn¡¯t pay the coach, you wouldn¡¯t have a chance to compete.
Many children with football talent do so because their families have no money.
So I never had a chance to play, and eventually fell into mediocrity.
Those children from wealthy families do not lack opportunities to play.
But because the family is relatively wealthy, he has been pampered since he was a child.
The philosophy instilled in them at home is that they are only interested in profit and take national honor very lightly.
So once they encounter difficulties, they will give up easily.
But they will not lose the chance to play because of this, they will keep playing despite losing.
It can be imagined that in another ten years, these children will grow up.
When they enter the national team and become a member of the court, you can imagine what level they will be at.
Thinking of the football game he watched last night, Yang Fei couldn't help but feel angry in his heart. In the past, it was just that he had no money or strength.
But now, since it happened to him, he decided to take good care of it.
¡°At least we can¡¯t disappoint children who like to play football, just like the little boy crying while holding a football in front of me. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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