football fight

Chapter 112 Because of the Team

Chapter 112 Because of the Team

After returning to the club, Kong Pengyu and other players who were recruited by the national team got a day off, while other players trained as usual.

Kong Pengyu decisively chose to go to Zheng Qixiang's restaurant on this day. He used to come here to get together and pass the time. Now he still has some more questions to ask Zheng Qixiang.

He didn't have a heart for gossip, but Zheng Qixiang hid the fact that his son was a player and a player of Tianhe Sports so deeply, which aroused his curiosity.

"I just came back last night, and I didn't buy any food." Zheng Qixiang saw Kong Pengyu coming, and didn't want to let him sit down. "Let's go shopping first, otherwise we won't be able to eat for a while. It's closed today, so you will be alone with me." Let's eat."

"Buy me some side dishes. I ate too much meat a few days ago. I want a change." His wife watched TV without looking back.

"Let's go." He patted Kong Pengyu's shoulder.

Kong Pengyu was carefully observing everything around him. It stands to reason that a restaurant opened by a person with children should have something about his children. He wondered if he hadn't noticed some details before.

After buying some side dishes at the vegetable market, Zheng Qixiang and Kong Pengyu didn't go back directly, but came to a field where they played football, sat there and chatted.

There were a few people playing football in the field, but there were not many people, so they made the field small and played.

"Ask, what you want to ask." Zheng Qixiang knew what Kong Pengyu was thinking.

"Forget it, let me say it myself." Before Kong Pengyu could speak, he interrupted Kong Pengyu.

"Do you still remember the one I taught you to make cans?" Zheng Qixiang said, pointing to the door frame in the distance.

"Remember." Kong Pengyu nodded, staring at Zheng Qixiang with all his attention. He was looking forward to what Zheng Qixiang would say next.

"That brat fell in love with football because he watched me play it." Zheng Qixiang smiled and recalled the situation at that time, "I brought him to play football, but he was fine. Playing on the turf and playing in the mud, luckily I found two cans to perform my unique skills. After watching the stinky boy, I said, "I want to play that stick like my father." The goal post was in his eyes when he was a child. It's a white stick."

This is the second profound story that Kong Pengyu heard from him. Unlike the bitter memories of the Jiangzhou team incident before, this memory is tinged with happiness.

"Since then, he actually asked me to take him to play football. I was still playing for the Jiangzhou team. At that time, he was not too cold to watch me play." Zheng Qixiang said, looking through the shopping bag. Looking for beer, "Or say I am my son, once you fall in love with football, you will learn it quickly."

"After the disbandment of the Jiangzhou team, the youth training of the Jiangzhou team also disintegrated. I searched for many clubs, and finally let me find a club that suits my son."

"Which one?" Kong Pengyu asked.

"Which one else could it be? Tianhe, of course!" Zheng Qixiang expressed his pride, "That club is worthy of my son's temperament."

"You sent him directly to Tianhe Sports, right? You said you found a lot of them?" Kong Pengyu said.

"What I mean by looking for many teams is that I want to find a team for my son that suits his development and style. There is no one that doesn't want my son."

"After going to Tianhe Athletic, he was slowly transformed into a full-back, and he changed offensively and defensively from the wide players I originally planned to train." Zheng Qixiang took a sip of beer and hiccupped, "But still Well, it just so happens that I can ask Dong Lai to give him private lessons."

Kong Pengyu remembered that when Zheng Qixiang asked a few friends to make up for him, it turned out that Zheng Qixiang had already raised his children in this way.

"Because of the training I arranged for him in private, he has an advantage in the competition with others, and has become the main force in all levels of echelons. In the past two years, he has also successfully established himself in the first team." Zheng Qixiang clicked his mouth, savoring the taste of beer on his tongue.

"Then you guys, isn't this good?" After hearing this, Kong Pengyu couldn't help but deepen his doubts about why the two had an awkward relationship.

"It's not because of the team. I don't want him to stay at Tianhe Sports. I wanted him to play abroad a few years ago." Zheng Qixiang said complainingly.

"At that time, I was not like now. At that time, I felt that although domestic football was developing, it would be impossible to catch up with the level of other countries in the short term! What's more, some Serie A teams contacted me, saying that their echelon It makes me so happy to need a talent like my son!"

"And then?" Kong Pengyu was eager to know the result.

"Then, then we broke up." Zheng Qixiang spread his hands, "That kid refused to listen to me, saying that he had feelings for his friends and coaches in the club, and he didn't want to go abroad, and he might not be able to play football if he went. wait wait wait."

"In the end he had a big fight with me, and I stopped being his agent, and he didn't want me anymore, and we separated in football." He added, "That will The brat is only seventeen or eighteen, so he 'fired' my dad, and I'm so mad!"

"So you broke up and didn't say a word? Don't keep anything?" Kong Pengyu finally knew the ins and outs of the matter.

"I let my wife keep those things at home, so I can't put them in my restaurant. And I don't talk to him very much, and I usually save them for the New Year." Zheng Qixiang said, "However, I have to say that it is my son who plays football and plays football. Gotta be awesome!"

"Haha, then you haven't reconciled with him yet."

"No! That brat has offended me, and I won't let go of my anger these few years. If you say he does as I arranged, he might end up in Juventus or Inter Milan!"

"So confident?" Kong Pengyu said, "Will you arrange for me to study abroad?"

"Of course! That's my son." After Zheng Qixiang answered Kong Pengyu's first question, he fell into short thought.

"Brother Yu, you are better than my son in terms of talent. Now many domestic clubs are interested in you. If there is a chance in the future, I still hope you can play abroad." Zheng Qixiang's expression became serious.

"Fortunately, your boss raised your salary and liquidated damages for you, otherwise I wouldn't be able to resist the temptations of those clubs." His serious expression relaxed.

For the future, Kong Pengyu cares most about getting the approval and support of his family members, and he doesn't care much about other things.

"It's good to be able to play football." Kong Pengyu once again expressed his consistent attitude.

"Hahaha, Brother Yu, you are still so innocent!" Zheng Qixiang stood up, threw the empty beer can in his hand forward, kicked it lightly, and steadily sent the can into the garbage not far away bucket.

"By the way, I heard that you have gotten very close to your manager recently." Zheng Qixiang turned around, showing a standard gossip expression, "Should you explain to me?"

"Excuse me, explain what? We're fine!" Kong Pengyu was visibly nervous.

"It's okay, so what do you want? Hey, let's talk about it." Zheng Qixiang looked dishonest.

"Oh! Old Zheng, don't talk about it." Kong Pengyu picked up a bag of vegetables, smiled and ran out in the direction of going back.

"Stop, don't run, if you run, there is something wrong!" Zheng Qixiang followed with the rest of the food.

(End of this chapter)