Chapter Forty-Nine: I Really Want to Play

Liu Dali quickly sorted out his interview with Li Qingshan and sent it back to China, and this article will catch up with the new edition of the newspaper the next day. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

For Li Qingshan's parents, the ripples caused by Li Qingshan's game among Chinese fans have so far only been limited to the online world. Although there is a computer at home, most of them are used by her mother Gao Meili to correct students' homework, and she usually logs in to QQ or something, but there is no Weibo or anything. For couples in their 40s, the main source of information is usually the newspaper. Li Qingshan's father Li Xiong was born in 1968, and his mother Gao Meili was born in 1969, and now one is forty-five years old and the other is forty-four, one is a small owner of a pig farm, and the other is a Chinese teacher in the town's middle school. The Internet hasn't affected them much, or rather, most people in this generation haven't kept up with the Internet.

Gao Meili gets up on time at six o'clock every day, and after a simple wash, she puts on her coat and pushes a bicycle and goes out. She has to go to the school in advance to supervise the students' early reading.

It's been the most normal day, but today's atmosphere makes Gao Meili feel a little strange. When she arrived at school, many students would turn their heads to look at her or whisper something when they passed by her.

This atmosphere was maintained until the time of the group morning exercises, and Gao Meili stood at the back of the student team, and she could also feel that some students were turning their heads to look at her.

This situation made her a little confused, until the students returned to the classroom one after another for morning exercise last night, when she received a call from her nephew Gao Tiantian.

"Sister-in-law, have you watched the news?"

"No, what's wrong."

"You don't know, it's all fried on the Internet, Aoyama has become a big celebrity, Aoyama played last night, FA Cup, do you know, scored two goals! I guess the newspaper will be ....... tomorrow."

……….

After hanging up the phone, Gao Meili stood in place, not knowing what she was thinking. She actually doesn't like Li Qingshan to play football. Every time Li Qingshan comes back from playing football, he is covered in mud, and sometimes he gets bruised and purple, especially when I often hear that the ligament of the football school is injured and fractured, and every time Li Qingshan goes to train, she always has to be scared.........

Something suddenly occurred to her, and she walked briskly up the stairs to the office. After turning on the computer in the office, type "Li Qingshan" on Baidu

After the screen refreshed, she squinted to see a whole column full of news related to her son.

"Mysterious Chinese players make FA Cup history overseas."

"Miracle Maker - A Legend of the FA Cup for Chinese Students"

……..

She flipped through them one by one, but she couldn't learn more information, only that her son played football in England, when did he start playing football again, didn't he go to school, why did he play football again? The news says he's an amateur, which means he's still in school, right?

………

The clock was set back a few hours, and it was past ten o'clock in the evening British time.

After finishing the interview, Li Qingshan thought all the way back to the apartment. Liu Dali's interview had already been sent out in England, and it would be available in the newspaper the morning after tomorrow at the latest, and he thought about making a phone call home, lest his mother see that the news of his football was still in the newspaper, and he told her that it was much better than what she had seen in the newspaper. But he looked at the time and didn't dial it out. There is an eight-hour time difference between the UK and China. When he pulled out the phone, it was 10 p.m., which is 6 a.m. Beijing time.

Usually at this time, Li Qingshan's father has to get up to go to the pig farm, and his mother is going to go to school. Li Qingshan was going to wait until after lunch the next day before calling home, and it was dinner time at home at that time.

These things must always be made clear to the family, even if you decide to give up your studies and pursue professional football, you need the support of your parents.

After Li Qingshan, who returned to the apartment, took a shower, dragged his tired body and continued to struggle in the world of football training camp, not knowing that his mother had already known about it.

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Back in China, Gao Meili went home after class in the afternoon, and did not supervise the students' self-study in the classroom as usual.

She and her husband were sitting facing each other in the living room. Both men seemed somewhat silent.

"No, I still have to call my son."

"I said I was going to study in the UK, why did I play football again?" muttered Gao Meimei.

"Wait a minute, Aoyama may be in class right now..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard the phone ring.

The two glanced at each other, Gao Meili motioned to her husband to pick it up, Li Xiong didn't dare to disobey the order, and picked up the phone: "Hey, which one are you looking for?" ”

"Dad, it's me." Li Qingshan's voice rang on the other end of the phone.

"Aoyama?"

As soon as Gao Meili heard the name, she immediately got up from the sofa and snatched the phone.

"Li Qingshan!"

The weather in the UK was slightly cool in January, and Li Qingshan couldn't help but shiver when he heard his mother's voice.......

"Mom......" his voice immediately weakened.

"Look at you, you went to school in the UK, why did you play football again? Your dad and I are tired and thrifty to save money, just call you to go abroad to play football!? ”

Li Qingshan on the other end of the phone drooped his head and listened to his mother's crackling training. At this time, he did not dare to fight back.

"What's so good about playing football, you're away alone, what do you say if you get injured while kicking football......" Gao Meili couldn't help but have a sour nose as she spoke, her son had never been away from her side for so long...........

"Mom, no, your son is so strong, he is not so easily injured."

"That's not going to work either!" Gao Meimei's tone immediately raised a tone, "What is the future of playing football, it's better to study hard, you haven't figured it out after so many years?" Look at the people who went to football school with you, how many of them came to the famous hall, the bad things of those who played football were broadcast on TV every day, and there was no good thing in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling one by one, this reputation is very stinky, and you still want to go there? ”

"That's not the case for all footballers," Li Qingshan muttered .........quietly.

"To be a sprinkler? You're still thinking about playing football, aren't you? Is it good to kick a ball? Delay your studies and get hurt easily? Are you not ready to study well now that you are in college? ”

"I didn't delay studying...."

"Say it again? You said you went to play in England and didn't tell us about it, when did you learn to lie!! ”

Li Qingshan also felt very aggrieved, he played hard and didn't delay his studies, why couldn't his mother understand his personal pursuit?

"Mom, I've been playing football since I was a child, and playing football is my hobby, and it doesn't get in the way, can't I have a hobby of my own."

"Who has a hobby that can also be broadcast live on TV? This also delays studying, so you don't have to study hard when you go to college. ”

The more Gao Meili spoke, the more excited she became, and Li Qingshan had to listen silently with her mobile phone.

When his mother was almost done, Li Qingshan said cautiously: "Mom, I want to discuss something with your father." ”

"It's not negotiable to go to football!" Gao Meili said angrily.

"But I really want to play, Mom........"