Fox in the Penalty Area

v1 Chapter 129: The people inside are very helpless

"...Anton Shining Star's Qin Qi was transferred from the youth team to the first team in the middle of this season, and joined the team in the Chinese Super League. This kind of promotion can be called 'riding the rocket'. But compared with the recent news, It makes people feel that what he was riding in was not a rocket at all, but an ox cart...

"You can go abroad to train with the Bundesliga team when you are under 18 years old, and you can sign a professional contract directly when you are 18 years old... This kind of treatment is something that Hu Lai and the others have never had before." Frankfurt White Hart Club replied to a Chinese reporter When asking questions, he admitted that it was because of Qin Lin that they paid close attention to Qin Qi. But they still valued his own talent when they signed Qin Qi. Mr. Nico Tide, the youth training director of Frankfurt White Hart, was very optimistic about Qin Qi In the future, I think he has the ability to gain a foothold in the Bundesliga...

"Speaking of which, Qin Qi and Germany do have quite a relationship because he was born in Germany. In Qin Lin's second season playing for Frankfurt White Deer, Qin Qi was born in Frankfurt. So, in a sense, He can also be counted as having 'Frankfurt blood'..."

Lin Zhiyuan looked at the news on the Internet and said sourly: "A seventeen-year-old boy can go to Germany, but I can only stay in China..."

Qiu Xinrong, his agent next to him, smiled and said, "The father of this seventeen-year-old kid will be your head coach next season."

Lin Zhiyuan heard that he no longer continued to discuss Qin Qi's affairs, but sighed: "That kid Zhou Zijing is now the top card in the National Olympics, isn't it because he played a few games in Leeds? He was still my defeat at the beginning. Woolen cloth!"

"The goalkeeper's position is unique..." Qiu Xinrong couldn't help it.

The 21-year-old Lin Zhiyuan has been the main goalkeeper for the South China Tigers for almost four seasons, but there is no guarantee that he will become the main goalkeeper in Europe.

The goalkeeper is the most conservative position in each team, and unless the main goalkeeper makes a big mistake or is seriously injured, he will not be replaced easily.

Lin Zhiyuan's talent and performance certainly attracted the attention of European teams, but their arrangements for Lin Zhiyuan could not satisfy both Qiu Xinrong and Lin Zhiyuan.

They either plan to buy Lin Zhiyuan as a substitute, or they plan to rent to a low-level league team to gain experience.

Neither of these two solutions was what Lin Zhiyuan and Qiu Xinrong wanted.

And continue to stay in the South China Tigers as the main goalkeeper, although there is no problem in terms of status and treatment. As a wealthy team in the Chinese Super League, the South China Tigers have strong economic strength. At the same time, according to the salary limit order, the national football team can get an annual salary of 10 million yuan.

This is money that countless people can hardly earn in their lifetime. In a sense, they even earn more than players in foreign mid- and lower-level clubs.

But Lin Zhiyuan didn't want to stay in the country like this.

To put it bluntly, what's the point of being the number one star in China when everyone else is going abroad one after another?

People will only say that Lin Zhiyuan seems to be "there is no tiger or monkey king in the mountains"...

Seeing that Lin Zhiyuan was in a low mood, Qiu Xinrong comforted him:

"But be careful, Zhiyuan. If you go out, the adaptation period will be shorter than theirs. Because you already have experience playing football abroad, and there is no big problem with the language, as long as you go to Germany."

Lin Zhiyuan said weakly: "Then let's talk about it after I really go out..."

"Do you regret not accepting Insublei's invitation?" Qiu Xinrong asked.

After just finishing the World Cup, many Chinese team players have been favored by European clubs, and some of them simply went abroad.

As the main goalkeeper of the Chinese team, Lin Zhiyuan, who became the main goalkeeper in the World Cup at only 20 years old, naturally attracted much attention. Although he conceded six goals in the World Cup, there are times when a goalkeeper's ability goes beyond the number of goals conceded.

The most important thing is that he is only 20 years old. He can become the main goalkeeper of the Chinese team at such a young age and guard the goal for the national team in the World Cup, which is enough to show his potential.

So a wealthy club like Insubre also offered an olive branch to Lin Zhiyuan.

But Lin Zhiyuan refused.

"Then I don't regret it." Lin Zhiyuan shook his head bluntly, "Going to play as a substitute, or being loaned to a low-level league team, it would be better to play the main force in the South China Tigers."

Qiu Xinrong nodded: "Okay, I will try my best to help you go to Europe. We have been in touch with Westin Athletic these years. I believe that as long as the time is right, you will return to Europe sooner or later. But you have to be patient , Zhiyuan. Don’t be tempted by the excitement they play in Europe. You are only 21 years old. As a goalkeeper, you still have at least 15 years of professional career. At worst, we will go out after the next World Cup.”

Lin Zhiyuan sighed, but still agreed: "I'll listen to you, Uncle Qiu..."

If you can't go out, you can't go out. You can't go abroad just to study abroad, right? What if you can't play the game after going abroad, and you lose your position as the main goalkeeper of the national team?

The outside world is very exciting, Lin Zhiyuan who can't get out is very helpless.

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After the last round of the Chinese Super League, Qin Lin got busy at his home next to the Shining Star training base in Liucheng District, Jincheng.

The three of them are busy packing their luggage.

Although the season is over, there is no holiday for Qin Lin, who is about to become the head coach of the South China Tigers.

He was going directly from Jincheng to Lingnan City, and he would stay in that city for an unknown number of years in the future.

His wife will go to Germany with his child Qin Qi, his son will go to Germany to pursue his football dream, and his wife will take care of his daily life.

The husband and wife are separated from each other, and they don't know how long they will be separated.

"The slogan of Jincheng said that this is a city that you don't want to leave once you come here. I also thought that we would not wander around here anymore..."

During the interval of packing, Wang Yuan sat on a chair, looking at the gradually vacated room, and said with emotion.

"I'm sorry, wife..."

"What are you sorry for?" Wang Yuan smiled and said to Qin Lin beside her. "I'm not blaming you. I just don't want to part with this place..."

"I'm sorry that because of my profession, you always follow me around. You could have followed me back to Lingnan this time, but you ended up going to accompany Xiao Qi again."

Wang Yuan shook her head lightly, looked at her lover and said with a smile, "Who made me marry a professional player and now have a professional player's son?"

Qin Lin looked at her.

The two didn't speak again, but they seemed to have spoken a thousand words.

"Mom, you saw my..."

Qin Qi rushed down from upstairs suddenly, poking his head and yelling.

Then I saw the scene where my parents looked at each other affectionately.

"Uh... did I bother you?"

Wang Yuan turned around and continued to pack her things, while Qin Lin glared at her son: "Have you packed your things?"

"Hurry up, hurry up...Leave me alone, just treat me as if I don't exist...Go on, ha, go on!"

After Qin Qi finished speaking, he turned around and ran upstairs again, as if he was afraid that his father would catch him and beat him up.

Qin Lin didn't chase him, but turned around and looked at Wang Yuan: "Look at your son!"

"It's as if you're not your son!" Wang Yuan said angrily.

Qin Lin noticed a photo album in her hand: "What is this?"

Wang Yuan flipped through the pages: "My son's childhood photo album."

"You still have this thing with you?" Qin Lin was a little surprised.

"What else? Throw it away?" Wang Yuan rolled her husband's eyes, will she speak?

"No, I thought you put it directly at Lingnan's house..." Qin Lin leaned over to look at it together.

In the photo, a baby with eyes closed is curled up on a crib, and next to him lies Wang Yuan, who is watching him tenderly with a smile on her face.

"This is a photo of Xiao Qi when he was just born..." Qin Lin sighed. "At that time, this kid was so ugly, his whole body was wrinkled..."

"Children are born like this."

"Is this filmed in the hospital?" Qin Lin asked.

"Well, we filmed it in the hospital in Frankfurt."

"By the way, he was born in Frankfurt, and now he has gone to Frankfurt again. I don't know if it counts as going back to his hometown..."

As she said that, Wang Yuan turned to the next photo. In the photo, Qin Qi was lying motionless on the bed, trying to raise his big head.

"Ha, he's still cute when he was a kid! He's like a toy, hey..."

Wang Yuan rolled her husband's eyes, and then laughed herself, thinking what her husband said was very interesting.

"It turned out to be so big in a blink of an eye... When you two came to Jincheng~lightnovelpub.net~ I could still pick him up. It turned out that I picked him up for the last time, and now he is taller than me Still high... Oh, time flies so fast, it's been seventeen years in a blink of an eye..."

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"Strange, why can't I find it?"

In his own room, Qin Qi almost looked up and down, but still couldn't find the best player trophy he won in his last national competition.

He thought that his mother might have put it away, so he rushed out again to find his mother.

But when he just rushed to the stairs, he saw the father and mother in the living room below were cuddling tightly, not knowing what they were looking at.

So focused that he didn't notice the movement behind him at all.

Seeing this scene, Qin Qi retreated quietly.

Or look for it yourself...