After Lin Yuan finished the training, he couldn't wait to pull his sister away. He didn't want his sister to stay here for more time. If he stayed for a while, his sister's soul would be caught by coach Gao...

Lin Sisi, who was pulled away by Lin Yuan, was indeed reluctant to leave and turned around three times. She still couldn't tell the invitation to date, and lost the scene at that moment, as if she had lost the courage all at once.

Other children were picked up by their parents, and the stadium where the football training class was located gradually returned to quietness and seclusion.

The sun is setting in the west, and the shadows of a row of simple rooms on the side of the court were pulled very long and projected onto the court. It was already very late. If the lights were not turned on, there would be no way to play football here at night.

Yang Wenlong's training class naturally has no money to pay high electricity bills - the lighting of the court is very electricity-so it will be closed at night. In fact, if there are many children who come to learn to play football at night, it is not impossible to pay some electricity bills and then open a class at night, but there is no such source of students.

In fact, Yang Wenlong's football training class only has two classes on Saturday and Sunday afternoon. There are not so many children who are interested in football. There are only a handful of parents who are willing to spend money to send their children to play football.

The current situation of Chinese football is like this dilapidated and simple stadium, and no one wants to be involved in football. If the child is really sent to play football, then this life will be ruined - no biological parent is willing to do such a thing.

Gao Zheng and Yang Wenlong put all the training equipment into the warehouse. He locked the door, took off the keys, and prepared to go out for supper.

At this moment, he was pulled by Yang Wenlong.

"What do you think?"

Looking at Director Yang's serious look, Gao Zheng was a little surprised and panicked, and quickly defended: "I'm really boring to Lin Yuan's sister. Old man, don't think too much. Don't worry, I will never do anything to tarnish our training class's reputation..."

Yang Wenlong didn't expect Gao Zheng to answer like this. He slapped Gao Zheng in the head angrily: "What are you thinking! I'm not asking this!"

Gao Zheng patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay..."

"What's good? I'm asking about your future plans!"

Gao Zheng put his hands on his heart.

"Old Gao called me today."

"My dad?"

Yang Wenlong nodded: "He asked me to persuade you to go back to college."

Gao Zheng didn't say anything anymore.

"I think what your father said makes sense. According to regulations, national first-class athletes under the age of 22 enjoy special recruitment policies for college. If you are less than 20 years old, you can go to college and find a job after graduation..."

Gao Zheng shook his head and refused very simply: "I won't go."

Yang Wenlong was not surprised by his attitude, and did not even persuade him, but put forward another plan: "Then you give me a coach certificate and become a coach."

Gao Zheng looked sad: "I am not a coach. I can't even control myself, but I still care about others?"

The two of them were simply "a general who came to block the water and the soil." Yang Wenlong's proposal would be rejected by Gao Zheng for various reasons.

Until Yang Wenlong suddenly asked, "Then do you still want to play football?"

Gao Zheng's mouth was opened, but he didn't say anything.

"Speak, aren't you quite able to speak just now?"

Gao Zheng had no choice but to shake his head: "I don't know."

"You don't know? Then what kind of games do you go out and play with people every week?"

"I'm not trying to make money. It's all amateur competitions, just spend some living expenses..." Gao Zheng said with a smile.

"Why don't you sign a contract with me if you want to make money? I'll pay you a salary every month, and I still have to be a 'mercenary'? Do you know how you scold you online?"

Gao Zheng looked indifferent and turned his eyes to the court. Some parts of the artificial turf had been worn out, revealing the asphalt ground inside, like black holes on the court.

"Old man, I think your training class doesn't look like you are so rich, right?"

"It's still no problem to raise you... Stop talking nonsense, you have to give me a correct word today! Or not kick it!"

"Aren't I playing this? At least one game a week, at most three games..." Facing Director Yang's anger, Gao Zheng still smiled.

"You know what I'm talking about kicking."

Gao Zheng showed a look of embarrassment on his face: "Old man, I'm hungry. Can we talk about it another day?"

"No! You have to make it clear to me today. You have been with me for almost a year. If you don't want to play football, what are you practicing here every morning and evening?"

"This... Isn't this going to make money by playing games every week? Of course, we have to keep a competitive state..."

"Drinking less alcohol and not smoking cigarettes, and having to keep your body so seriously when you play fucking wild balls? Are you lying to me and not knowing how to play the ball?"

Gao Zheng was speechless.

"If you don't go home, you can't go to school, you can't do it, you don't want to pay you a salary, just live in this broken house and practice twice a day... You are living like an ascetic in my place, what do you want?" Yang Wenlong asked.

Gao Zheng could not give any answer because he had no answer to this question in his heart.

Seeing Gao Zheng lowering his head and silently speaking, Yang Wenlong said angrily: "If you can't make up your mind, I will help you!" After saying that, he picked up the broom at his hand, "breaking your leg, making you completely kill the football game!"

"Stop making trouble, old man!" Gao Zheng jumped up and hid.

"Who made a fuss with you? I'm serious!" As he said that, Yang Wenlong raised his broom again.

Seeing this, Gao Zheng ran away.

Yang Wenlong waved his broom and chased after him: "Stupid brat, don't run away if you have the habit!"

"I'm a fool if I don't run!" Gao Zheng ran faster.

Two people, one old and one young, started chasing on the football field.

But Yang Wenlong is a sixty-year-old man after all, how could he catch up with an energetic young man? After running for less than two laps, he was so tired that he sat on the ground, panting and breathing.

Gao Zheng then came up carefully: "Old man, why bother..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Wenlong suddenly smashed the broom in his hand. Gao Zheng turned around and dodged it, giving the broom over.

"Wow, you're cheating!" He pointed at Director Yang, shouting a little exaggerated and artificial.

Yang Wenlong snorted, "Aren't you very flexible? Didn't you dodge and turn around quickly just now? How could your left foot look like you had surgery?"

Gao Zheng was stunned.

"Your feet have you rested enough?" Yang Wenlong, who was sitting on the ground, raised his chin to Gao Zheng's left foot.

"My feet..." Gao Zheng looked down at his left foot.

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