Chapter 287: Before the expedition

After Xia Xiaoyu, who was standing outside his house, knocked on the door, he heard no movement. He found it strange that he had specifically notified his parents on WeChat before returning, and they also said that they would be at home.
Why is knocking on the door now but no one answers?
Did you go out?
Xia Xiaoyu was a little disappointed in her heart that her father and mother had nothing to say and let him go!
He took off the backpack, rummaged around, found the key and opened the door.
The room is dark and there is really no one
He sighed slightly and turned to turn on the light.
As a result, as soon as I turned on the lights, I suddenly heard the sound of "bang bang bang bang". At the same time
"Congratulations Xiaoyu!"
"congratulations!"
"Xiaoyu is so promising!"
Various voices came out.
Xia Xiaoyu stared blankly at the dense crowd in front of him, and the parents standing in the middle of the crowd, they looked at themselves with a smile.
"How about it, are you surprised, Xiaoyu?" Cousin Xia Wu jumped out from the side, still holding a hand-twisted salute in his hand. Obviously the bang just now, and the color that spilled his head and place now. The plastic paper sequins came out of the thing in his hand.
Xia Wu winked and said, "I seemed to hear you sigh just now?"
Xia Xiaoyu blushed and waved his hand quickly: "No, no, brother, you must have heard it wrong!"
Xia Wu laughed, without further exposing.
At this time Xia Xiaoyu's parents also came out to explain: "They want to give you a surprise, congratulations on your participation in the World Cup."
Xia Xiaoyu looked at the relatives and friends who crowded her living room and laughed: "Thank you, everyone, welcome!"
"When Xiaoyu waits for the World Cup, he must work hard!" The grandfather who was surrounded by the crowd stood up and cheered Xia Xiaoyu.
Xia Xiaoyu quickly explained: "Grandpa, I just made the roster, it doesn't mean I can play in the World Cup."
Grandpa didn't seem to hear his explanation at all, and waved his fist: "Don't you shame our Xia family!"
Xia Xiaoyu nodded helplessly: "Okay, Grandpa. It's certainly not ashamed."
In the corridors of Qingyang No.1 High School Building, there were crowds of people and loud voices.
Everyone is looking in one direction with their feet probes.
There, the innermost part of the crowd was separated from a relatively empty space.
Zhou Zijing and Lin Changzhi, the principal of Qingyang First High School, stood in front of the corridor wall, behind them, the wall in the middle was covered by a piece of red silk.
Vice-principal Xie Huaqin said to the invited media reporters with eloquence:
As we all know, as a national key middle school, Qingyang No.1 High School has cultivated countless outstanding graduates in the history. Some of them have become scientists and some have been in business. In politics, there are people who have made outstanding achievements in the fields of literary and artistic creation and performing arts. They are our outstanding alumni of Qingyang Yigao, and they are also the precious wealth of Qingyang Yigao. Therefore, the corridor of our Qingyang Yigao teaching building is also a showcase. The honor wall of these excellent alumni styles. Today, another one of our excellent alumni will be added to this honor wall!"
Having said that, she made a gesture to Lin Changzhi, and the latter pulled the piece of red silk off together with Zhou Zijing.
As the red silk slipped, Zhou Zijing's bust in the Chinese national team jersey appeared on the wall with his hands around his chest.
There is also a line below the photo:
Zhou Zijing, graduate of this school in 2023. He once led the Qingyang Yigao football team to participate in the national competition three times and won the runner-up. He is currently a member of the Chinese National Men's Football Team, participating in the 2026 World Cup in the United States and Canada.
The cheers, whistles and applause of the students sounded in the corridor.
They have also seen social celebrities returning to school before putting their pictures on the walls.
But it was Zhou Zijing that made them feel the most. After all, they are not much older than them, and the World Cup is the hottest topic nowadays. Their school has produced a national that can participate in the World Cup, and all the students of Qingyang No.1 High School are instantly honored.
In the future, I will introduce my alma mater to others. Needless to say, "national key middle schools". After all, there are many national key middle schools in China.
Just say, "Does Zhou Zijing know? Those who participated in the World Cup, we graduated from Qingyang No.1 High School!"
After the cheers faded, Zhou Zijing took the microphone and said, "Thank you for the honor given to me by my alma mater to be put on the wall of honor of my alma mater. It has always been my dream! Now this dream has come true, but I still feel ashamed of it. , Because I only participated in the World Cup, but did not help the Chinese team to reach the World Cup. I hope that in the next four years, I can become a hero for the Chinese team to reach the World Cup!"
"Good!!" The students applauded warmly and exclaimed.
Four years later, if the Chinese team can participate in the World Cup again, that would definitely be a good thing to applaud.
Amid the applause and cheers, Zhou Zijing stood under his own photo and completed this somewhat special group photo.
In the future, every student of Qingyang No.1 High School will turn their heads and take a look when they pass under this photo, knowing that there is a World Cup international in their school.
Although not as good as Hu Lai, he is indeed the pride of Qingyang Yigao.
Zhou Zijing looked back at his photo and thought to himself: Sooner or later, I will get rid of the sentence "Although it is not as good as Hu Lai"!
Yes, there will be this day!
Zhang Qinghuan stood in front of his father's tombstone, turned his head and said to the mother beside him: "Mom, you can go down first, and I'll talk to Dad again."
"You said your chant, I'm right by the side." Ren Changmei did not leave.
Zhang Qinghuan sighed: "You are here, I can't tell."
"Oh, what are you doing? Is there anything you can't say in front of your mother? You have a girlfriend?"
"What? I'm really looking for a girlfriend. You must be the first to inform your mother. You treat it as a conversation between my father and me." Zhang Qinghuan pushed her mother out.
"Well, don't push or push, I'll go by myself." Ren Changmei muttered and turned and walked away.
Zhang Qinghuan kept watching her mother down the distant steps, thinking about going down, only then took her gaze back and looked at the photo of father on the tombstone again.
The original color photos have faded slightly.
"Dad" Zhang Qinghuan called out and got stuck, not knowing what to say next. After a while, he let out a long sigh.
"I miss you again"
After Ren Changmei walked down several rows of cemeteries, she looked up again.
Looking over from her, she could only see her son's small back, and could not hear what he said.
So she didn't continue walking down, but just stood here, looking at the place where her son and husband were, waiting patiently.
"We had a dream that was difficult to realize before entering the World Cup. I didn’t expect it to become a reality now and not only to play in the World Cup, but to go abroad to play. The road you planned for me before, I finally walked again. Someone said that parents shouldn’t let their children live the way they want, but I just want to live the way you expect. I’m sorry, dad, it took me until I was twenty-six to complete the goals you set for me. I’m leaving these years. After some detours, I never dared to tell you that I was afraid of you scolding me, but now, I can finally talk to my dad about how I came here these years, because I achieved the goal you gave, so I’m not so afraid of you scolding. For the sake of the World Cup, Dad, you wouldn’t scold me, would you?"
Zhang Qinghuan smiled.
Ren Changmei was tired from standing. She leaned over on the steps and blew away the dust, and then sat down. Occasionally look back and continue to wait.
Fei Qingming's cemetery is very quiet, only the gusts of mountain wind blows the treetops next to her, and also blows the hair around her ears.
She waited like this for an unknown length of time, but her son's voice came from behind: "Go, Mom."
Only then did Ren Changmei lift her face from her hand, and looked back to see her son who was smiling at her: "Did you finish talking with your dad?"
"Well, it's over."
"Okay." She stood up and patted the ashes on her ass. "Let's go."
"What did you talk to your dad?"
"can not say."
"Can't even tell me?"
"This is a secret between men, Mom."
"It's as if he secretly took you to eat ice cream"
"Ha! Just take it, Mom."
"Hey, if you don't say it, don't say it. I will ask him by myself when the time comes!"
"Then you can wait, mom"
The two people climbed down like this, and walked farther and farther side by side ~ EbookFREE.me~ Behind them, the wind blows the pine forest and the waves send each other.
When Li Ziqiang went out from the school and walked to the parking lot, he saw a worker hanging a banner above the gate of Dongchuan Middle School under the command of the vice principal.
He looked back:
"Warmly celebrate the participation of our alumni Hu Lai, Luo Kai and Xia Xiaoyu in the World Cup!!"
Yes, the old principal can show off all summer again
Li Ziqiang did not stop at the school gate to take pictures like other students and teachers, but shook his head and left.
I drove home from school, parked my car, took the elevator to the tenth floor, opened the door and put my bag on the sofa in the living room, then turned around and knocked on the door next door.
It was his daughter Li Qingqing who opened the door for him: "Dad, are you back? Come on!"
After that, she turned and ran back.
Li Ziqiang looked at her happy back and sighed helplessly.
Turning around again, I saw Hu Lixin greet him: "It's off work, Lao Li?"
Li Ziqiang hurriedly replied: "Well, it's off work. Sister Xie has made so many delicious foods again? Don't forget to make Hu Lai the World Cup package."
Xie Lan's voice came from the kitchen: "I haven't forgotten! I'm going to do it!"
Hu Lai, who was coming out of the "Honor Room" with Li Qingqing, changed his face when he heard this conversation.
Seeing his expression, Li Ziqiang finally smiled.
After the announcement of the 23-member roster, Shi Wuyin gave all the Chinese team players four days off.
Let them go home and spend time with their families, put aside the stress and fatigue during the training camp, and enjoy life to the fullest.
Then come back again, regroup, start from the mountains and seas, cross the mountains and the sea, carrying the ardent hope and trust of the people of the whole country, to go to a grand appointment.