Chapter 188: After qualifying

When Li Ziqiang left his home early in the morning to go to work at Dongchuan Middle School, he saw red confetti on the side of the road in the car, and his car seemed to be driving on a red carpet.
Some sanitation workers are cleaning up and cleaning up the residues of the firecrackers.
Some people took pictures in front of this "red carpet".
Last night, the sound of firecrackers has been ringing since the end of the game. There were flashes of light in all directions, far and near.
This intensive sound of firecrackers lasted until almost twelve o'clock, which was really the same during the Chinese New Year.
In fact, after sleeping, Li Ziqiang's mood has calmed down a lot.
When he opened his eyes early in the morning, he even felt that he was dreaming. He had a dream about the Chinese team rushing into the World Cup finals...
But now he saw red confetti everywhere, and the faint smell of smoke in the air...He knew he hadn't dreamed.
The Chinese team really made it to the World Cup!
A lot of office workers gathered at the bus stop on the side of the road ahead. What surprised Li Ziqiang was that people who usually look down at their mobile phones have almost a newspaper at this time.
Li Ziqiang could not read the specific text in the newspaper, but he could still see what the photo in the newspaper was.
It was a Chinese player who was waving a five-star red flag.
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Xie Lan stood at the station near the community and waited for the bus she was going to take.
Although I have to learn a driver's license, as a middle-aged woman who is almost 50 years old, learning to drive is not so easy. Until now, her driver's license has not been taken, so she still has to crowd the bus every day to and from get off work.
But today, Xie Lan is happy to squeeze.
Because she wanted to hear how others exaggerated and praised her son.
It's a pity that the people around her looked down at their phones. She glanced at it secretly, the content was all related to yesterday's game, but no one made any comments.
At this moment, a young man rode his bicycle and stopped by the bus stop, then took out a stack of newspapers from the backpack on the back seat of the bicycle and handed it to the people waiting for the bus on the platform.
Someone reflexively reached out and refused: "I don't want to buy newspapers..."
The man said, "No money, it's free! This is outside the World Cup and has collection value!"
When I heard that it was free, everyone was interested, Xie Lan also squeezed forward and stretched out his hand: "Give me a copy too!"
The young man was very happy that everyone was so enthusiastic. They took out all the newspapers in their bags and distributed them to the people on the station.
Then he drove away and rode along the road to the next bus stop. The backpack he placed in the back seat was visibly empty.
After he left the bus stop finally sounded Xie Lan's expectant voice:
"Oh, did you watch the game yesterday?"
"Of course I watched!"
"It's really exciting! I really didn't expect the Chinese team to participate in the World Cup one day... I thought it was going to be a "family sacrifice and never forget to tell Nai Weng", haha!"
"My brother sees that you usually don't pay attention to Chinese football..."
"Yes, yes, I haven't watched the ball for a long time..."
"This time our country has really produced some good seedlings. Including Hu Lai...Speaking of which, Hu Lai is still from Dongchuan!"
Xie Lan, who pretended to read the newspaper, pricked her ears immediately after hearing the key words.
"Hu Lai is really amazing! But I think Lin Zhiyuan also contributed to yesterday's game!" Another person joined the discussion and quickly changed the subject, which made Xie Lan frowned slightly.
"Hey, let me tell you. Yesterday the Chinese team was able to qualify. Then the whole team played well. No one lost the chain! In the end, the person who rushed to assist Hu Lai turned out to be central defender Wang Guangwei. Do you dare to believe it? "
"Haha, that's right, that's right! I finally saw Wang Guangwei rushing to the other side's door, and I stayed...the gods descended from heaven!"
"Hey, I have decided to watch the Chinese team game next year anyway..."
"Big brother, local tyrant!"
"What kind of local tyrants are not local tyrants? This is the World Cup match of the Chinese team! I must go to the top scent of 64 years! Besides, I don’t know if there will be any in the future. If this is the only opportunity I miss I must not regret my death?"
Xie Lan thinks the eldest brother's words are pretty good, but what does the last sentence say?
She couldn't help but stunned a little: "Just because of the performance of these young people, why can't they go to the World Cup in the future?"
A group of men who were discussing in full swing turned their heads and saw a woman staring at them.
The previous man who said "the only time" quickly apologized to the other party: "Yes, yes, it will definitely be possible in the future! Now Chinese football is really hopeful!"
Xie Lan did not continue arguing with him, but closed it as soon as she saw it, and continued to focus on the newspaper in her hand.
The young man didn't lie to them. This is indeed a World Cup extra. It is much thinner than a normal newspaper. When you open it, all the contents are related to the game yesterday.
Before and after the game, the game was reported from all angles.
It also translated the comments of foreign media and news agencies on the Chinese team's historic entry into the World Cup finals. It satisfies the curiosity of many readers who want to see how foreign countries evaluate the Chinese team's entry into the World Cup.
On the front page is a large photo of Hu Lai waving the national flag after the game, and even the title is what he said to the camera:
"We are here for the World Cup!"
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"Dad, are you a little unwilling?"
Qin Qi asked his father, he was sitting in the car that his father took him to school.
Since retiring, in order to allow his wife to rest for a while, it is basically Qin Lin driving Qin Qi to school, and then turning to the training base of the Flash Star Club to go to work.
"What are you not reconciled to?" Qin Lin asked, looking at the car driving ahead.
"Not reconciled to not being able to participate in the World Cup."
"That's definitely not reconciled. But you have to ask me if I am not reconciled now. This is not true. People of every era have a mission for every era. It is the mission of the people of Hu Lai and their era to enter the World Cup..."
"How about your time, Dad?"
Qin Qi didn't get an answer after asking the question, so he turned to look at his father.
"My time..." Qin Lin shook his head and refused to answer this question. "The kid asks so much what to do!"
Qin Qi had no choice but to secretly curl his lips.
After finally sending this nasty child to school, Qin Lin watched him run into the school, sitting in the car and thinking.
His era... He also thought that his mission in that era was to lead the Chinese team to the World Cup.
When he was young, he was full of visions for the future, and he was ambitious and wanted to change the current situation and future of Chinese football.
In the end, he was knocked to pieces in front of the cruel reality.
He knew that when he was retiring, some media described him as "the only light in that dark age." But he himself had no face to say to his son, "Your father's mission of the times is to keep a glimmer of hope for Chinese football" and put gold on his face.
He doesn't think this is something to be proud of. He only knows that he exhausted his entire career without letting Chinese football enter the World Cup. This is the biggest failure of his career. In the face of this failure, other so-called successes are not worth mentioning.
When Qin Lin was lost in thought, he was awakened by the sound of knocking on the glass next to him.
I saw a traffic policeman standing outside the car door, knocking on his window glass.
Qin Lin knew that he had parked illegally, so he quickly put down the car window and apologized to the traffic police: "Sorry, sorry, I'll go right away, and send the child..."
The traffic police stunned after seeing Qin Lin: "Qin Lin?"
"Ah, it's me, it's me..." Qin Lin nodded again and again, with a terribly good attitude. "I was wrong, sergeant, I'm leaving now..."
"It's okay." The traffic police waved his hand, "I watched yesterday's game, and our Chinese team finally rushed out of Asia."
Qin Lin laughed quickly.
The traffic police seemed to be in a good mood, and he waved his hand: "Let’s go, don’t stop on this road for so long next time... The yellow paint on this road indicates that this road is a no-parking area, even if it’s a driver. It won’t work in a car..."
"Okay, police officer. Not next time. I was thinking about things in the car just now..." Qin Lin quickly turned on the lights and got ready to start.
"Understand." The traffic police nodded, left the side of the car, and let him go.
Looking at the taillights of Qin Lin's car, he remembered seeing Qin Lin in the car a little lonely, and gently shook his head: "It must be very unwilling..."
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Wearing sportswear with a whistle around his neck, Hu Lixin stood in front of a group of children. They all looked up at their football coach with admiring eyes~EbookFREE.me~ This is Hu Lai’s father!
Although they have known about this for a long time, seeing Coach Hu today still brought a psychological impact to these children completely different from usual.
Because just last night, the Chinese team rushed into the World Cup!
And the number one hero who helped the Chinese team enter the World Cup is Coach Hu's son-Hu Lai!
Every football teenager looks at Hu Lixin with fiery eyes and hearts, and seems to be looking forward to appearing in the World Cup in the Chinese team's jersey a few years later. Just like Coach Hu's son...
How could Hu Lixin fail to see what these children were thinking?
He really wanted to pour cold water on them, telling them how many difficulties and distances there are from a teenager who loves football to a football player who can participate in the World Cup. The eleventh difficult journey of learning from the west.
But he swallowed it back when the words came to his lips.
Although there will be many difficulties in the future, the situation is gradually getting better... Maybe some of these kids will really take the path of professional football?
Now Hu Lai and his teammates are the best role models for these children.
It is always good to have a dream.
Even if you can't become a professional player and can't represent the Chinese team in the World Cup, at least you can feel happy in today's football. Isn't that good?
Why pour cold water?
"Today we will continue to practice dribbling the ball around the club..."
After speaking, Hu Lixin blew his whistle.
The whistle reverberated on the beautiful artificial turf football field, accompanied by the crisp screams of the children.
On the first day after the Chinese team qualified, everything seemed to be business as usual, but in fact many things have been quietly changed...