When Luo Kai walked to the plane door, he paused for a moment. He stood on the gangway and glanced at the terminal building of Madrid International Airport in the distance.

It's not the first time he's been to the city, but it's true that he doesn't come often—the last time he came was for the Madrid Olympics, which was five years ago.

At that time, he had many longings for what would happen after he came to this city.

Now he also has dreams.

But the content of the vision five years ago and five years later is not the same.

Five years ago he longed to stand out in front of that girl.

Five years later, he is more eager to compete with Hu Lai on the court. This kind of competition is pure and does not mix other conditions.

He will no longer run to Hu Lai and say: "If I win you, give me Li Qingqing's WeChat account" like before.

Even if he wins Hu Lai this time, it has nothing to do with Li Qingqing.

He just wanted to defeat Hu Lai.

Luo Kai's sudden pause at the cabin door made his teammate Ricardo Balia a little strange:

"What's wrong?"

"Look at the sunset." Luo Kai pointed to the far west sky.

The sky there has a dreamy rose color, which is indeed beautiful.

But this scene is not an unusual scene for Ricardo Balia.

As long as the weather is good and Ken looks up, he can always see the sky in this color.

"It's really beautiful, Ro. But you blocked me at the door." So Balia reminded him.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Luo Kai stepped aside for a moment.

Balia put his arms around his shoulders: "Let's go."

Walk down the gangway with him.

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"This evening, the whole team of Tramed, who participated in the quarter-finals of the Champions League, arrived at Madrid International Airport by plane... They appeared at the Pirates Park Stadium in the evening to conduct pre-match adaptation training..."

The evening news related to the Champions League is being broadcast on TV.

In front of the TV, a teenager said to his parents: "I want to watch 'Dongchuan Middle School Derby'!"

The father next to him was confused: "What's 'Dongchuan Middle School Derby'?"

The boy pointed to the TV screen and said, "Oh! That's it!"

Dad took a look: "Isn't this the 'Chinese Derby'?"

"Our teammates are saying that both Luo Kai and Hu Lai played in Dongchuan Middle School. This is a contest between two Dongchuan Middle School alumni, so it should be a 'Dongchuan Middle School Derby'."

Before Dad said anything else, the mother next to him said, "What are you watching! The game at 2:45 in the morning, do you want to go to school after watching the game?"

The broadcast time of the game is being displayed on the TV screen:

April 11

Wednesday

02:45

Dad also nodded in agreement with his mother: "That's right, it's too late..."

Seeing that the parents disagreed, the child became anxious: "But this is the homework assigned by our coach!"

As soon as they heard the key word "homework", the resistance of the two parents decreased slightly. But soon reason regained the upper hand, and the mother asked doubtfully, "Really?"

"Of course it's true! Our director Hu said, let everyone watch the live broadcast of the game, and at the same time write a post-game impression..."

The husband and wife looked at each other and felt that something was wrong.

Then his wife asked again: "You Coach Hu really said that?"

"He told Coach Wang that he would let us watch the game and then write about it."

"That's strange, why didn't your coach inform you in the group? Shouldn't you tell your parents about this kind of thing?" The husband next to him was puzzled.

"Maybe it's because it's not time yet. The competition will be tomorrow night. We will notify you in the group after school tomorrow."

Seeing that the child spoke so confidently, he didn't feel guilty about lying at all.

Even the parents were puzzled—is there really such an assignment?

But where's the homework to keep kids up late watching football?

The game at 2:45 in the morning, what time was it after watching it? Is it half past four?

Are you still sleeping?

Do you still go to school during the day?

You can't go to school to catch up on sleep, right?

When children are growing and developing, poor sleep will affect their growth and learning.

It's impossible for an elementary school football coach to do such a thing, right?

Seeing that the parents didn't seem to believe it, the child continued: "Coach Hu is Hu Lai's father. Isn't it normal for him to let us watch the game to support his son?"

Mom still thought it was weird, so she picked up her phone: "Okay, I'll ask Coach Hu in the group."

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Hu Lixin put down his phone and smiled helplessly at his wife.

"What's the matter? Today your WeChat account went viral..." Xie Lan was also surprised.

During this half hour, my husband's mobile phone WeChat kept ringing, all of which were sent to him by his parents.

As the head coach of the school team, he has several groups, which are parent groups for teams of all ages in the school.

If there is anything, such as training and competition notices, and study tours, he will notify the parents in the group.

Parents will also ask him in the group if they have any questions.

However, such lively scenes have been rare in the past two years, and only appear when new parents join the group.

Tonight, it was like a group meeting, with news from several groups ringing non-stop.

As a result, Xie Lan's head hurt from being fired, and Hu Lixin had no choice but to take his mobile phone to the balcony to reply to messages.

It was more than half an hour before he came back.

Facing his wife's complaints, Hu Lixin could only respond with a wry smile: "It's the parents of the school team who are asking me if I gave the children 'homework' to watch the Champions League game in the middle of the night..."

"Watching the homework of the Champions League in the middle of the night? Did you really assign it?"

"I'm crazy, I assign this kind of homework!" Hu Lixin said angrily. "Of course it's fake!"

"But the question is why so many children say that you assigned homework?"

"Because someone spread a rumor."

"Ah? Spreading rumors?!" Xie Lan was so frightened that his voice rose an octave, "Who is it? Is someone punishing you, Hu?"

"No, no, it's not that exaggerated." Hu Lixin waved his hands again and again, "I know who it is."

"Who is it?"

"Who else? Xiong Jiahui."

"Hey, it's that bear boy!" Xie Lan was suddenly surprised why such a big commotion was caused.

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Xiong Jiahui stood in front of Hu Lixin with lowered eyebrows, and his attitude of admitting his mistakes was very sincere.

But Hu Lixin would not be fooled by this brat again.

Because every time he got into trouble before, it was like this.

If you only look at him like this, people will definitely think that Xiong Jiahui is an honest child who can't be more honest. How could he do things that make people so angry?

In fact, Xiong Jiahui is not usually that kind of particularly lively child. With everyone, he is easily overlooked.

He was taciturn, and his bowed head was unobtrusive.

But there is a lot of bad water in the stomach.

For such a person, there is a word that describes it very precisely:

"Wild Bad"

To put it simply, Xiong Jiahui is such a "wretched" child.

It was he who single-handedly directed the "big riot" among teams of all ages last night.

"Come on, why are you telling your teammates that I gave you the 'homework' to stay up late at the game?"

Xiong Jiahui whispered timidly:

"I...I want to watch the Champions League..."

"You want to see that you came up with such a bad idea? You don't know that parents are in the group, so you can find me if you have any questions?" Hu Lixin was annoyed.

"I didn't know so many people knew about it... I just uploaded the chat records you gave Coach Wang to Coach Wang at the beginning... I just showed it to my mother," Xiong Jiahui was quite aggrieved, "How could I expect to be caught Zou Yuze saw it, and talked about it everywhere! Director Hu, blame Zou Yuze's big mouth! He is the culprit for making such a big fuss!"

He yelled loudly, as if Zou Yuze was really to blame for everything.

"Zou Yuze, of course I will look for him. Now let's talk about your problem. Do you know what's wrong?"

"Understood..." Xiong Jiahui lost the excitement just now, drooped his head again, and said weakly.

Of course Hu Lixin knew that he couldn't believe what this kid said, so he said he knew it, and promised to do it again next time.

If Hu Lai had made such a mistake in the past, he wouldn't have been so patient to reason with him, and just slapped him. Although other people's children can't be beaten, they can't do without a blow-dryer-like growl.

Now his personality has changed a lot, not as paranoid and irritable as before.

So facing this bear boy, Hu Lixin still asked calmly: "Do you really want to watch the Champions League match between Tramed and Pirates?"

Xiong Jiahui nodded vigorously: "I want to see it!"

"It's simple. During training, you will apologize to all the teammates who were cheated by you. You must apologize sincerely. Then you will not be able to play in this weekend's game. Can you accept it?"

After Hu Lixin finished speaking, he looked at the child in front of him.

There is a very important game on the weekend, which the children have been looking forward to for a long time, and Xiong Jiahui is naturally among them.

Now Hu Lixin wanted to see how much Xiong Jiahui wanted to watch the Champions League.

Xiong Jiahui didn't immediately agree, and he also seemed to be struggling. After a while, he raised his head and asked Hu Lixin: "Did I accept Director Hu, so you let my mother agree to let me watch the game?"

"Live broadcast is definitely not possible, the time is really too late, it is not suitable for you elementary school students. But in short, I will definitely let you watch the game."

After fighting between heaven and man for a while, Xiong Jiahui gritted his teeth and nodded: "I promise, Director Hu! If you don't appear, you will apologize!"

Seeing this, Hu Lixin smiled and said: "Very good. Take a day of training, and you five and six graders will watch the replay of the game together."

Xiong Jiahui was a little disappointed: "I knew it..."

"What? Can't replay?" Hu Lixin asked ~lightnovelpub.net~ with a slightly harsher tone.

Xiong Jiahui shook his head after practice, but he still made a small comment: "If it is replayed, I will know the result before watching it, Director Hu..."

"You can plug your ears, don't inquire and don't pay attention. It's your business not to be spoiled, I just let you watch the game."

After Hu Lixin finished speaking, he waved his hand and stopped entangled with the child: "Okay, let's go back. Remember to apologize to everyone in the afternoon training."

"I promise!" After Xiong Jiahui bowed, he turned around and ran away.

Looking at his back, Hu Lixin smiled and shook his head.

It is also a good idea to use a "Chinese Derby" in the Champions League to increase children's interest and love for football...

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