After getting out of the car, Zhang Qing immediately ran to the beach, only to see that it was crowded and lively, all kinds of foreigners, blonde and blue-eyed, brown-haired and blue-eyed, and dark-skinned people, all lying on the beach, some wearing swimsuits, some even directly naked, men and women, old and young, all enjoying the sun on the beach. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Some people jumped into the sea, swam, surfed, sat on speedboats, and enjoyed the fun.

"This is a famous surfing mecca, you can go down and try it, it's interesting, I won't go, and I will withdraw a little in advance, and I will come back to pick you up."

Bidding farewell to Lao Luo, the three of them also let go of the things in their hearts and enjoyed their vacation to the fullest.

"Eh, eh, ......" just as they went to swim in the sea, there were various sounds of children calling on the other side of the beach, Zhang Qing turned his face to look over, and saw that there were about 10 children playing football on the beach.

They are about 10 years old, similar to Zhang Qing, this time it can tickle him, to say that the usual football has indeed played a lot of these years, but the first time I saw beach football, the mentality of wanting to try new things prompted Zhang Qing to immediately jump up from the sea, wipe his body, and say to his parents, and then jumped to the side of the beach soccer field, and kicked the ball with the children over there.

Zhang Zhi and Yang Lan didn't say anything when they saw their son running to play beach soccer, just to relax their son. Two people lay on the beach and also enjoy the sun.

The parents were enjoying the sunshine with that, and Zhang Qing was also playing hot, and after a while, he was playing with the local children in Brazil. Most of them were in their teens, and one of them was a little taller and probably older. This child is still very powerful, he can pass 5 or 6 children in a row, Zhang Qing saw it on a whim and decided to play tricks with this Brazilian child. As soon as he stood still, the kid wore a crotch, and Zhang Qing didn't step on it solidly, so he slipped directly and made a fart. The other kids laughed at him, giggling.

Zhang Qing was not convinced, turned around and patted his buttocks, this time he mastered the trick a little, lowered his center of gravity, and continued to defend the little boy. The little boy went directly this time, ready to use his speed to pass him, and Zhang Qing was prepared in advance this time, and a vertical body stuck the main position and broke the ball.

The kid suddenly exclaimed, and immediately went to steal his ball......

Just like that, you came and went with me for a long time, two children, you passed me, I defended you, all kinds of interactions on the field, scrambling, and when I stopped, I was all snorting and panting, which was obviously very physically exhausting.

Time passed quickly, and the sun was setting in a blink of an eye, and after a while, Lao Luo came to pick them up, and as soon as he walked over, he saw Zhang Qing playing football with a group of Brazilian children, so he stopped and looked at it twice. It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, I was startled when I saw Zhang Qing swaying left and right, kicking football on the beach, like walking on the ground, like a little rabbit, several Brazilian children combined couldn't stop him, and the taller child could slow down his pace and have a sense of parity with him.

Lao Luo walked over, at this time the children were about to go home in twos and threes, and the rest of the people were also tired, everyone slowly dispersed, and he saw Zhang Qing talking to the tall child.

"Well, do you understand what I said, my name is Zhang Qing."

“￥#%……&**。”

"Well, you still don't understand," Suddenly he saw that Lao Luo was standing beside him without knowing when, so he hurriedly called, "Uncle Luo, help me translate, we can't understand each other." ”

Lao Luo nodded and started translating for the two of them.

"My name is Ricardo Izeson dos Santos Wright, just call me Ricardo, I'm 12 years old, I'm from Brasilia, where are you from?"

"Eh, what a long name, my name is Zhang Qing, I am 11 years old this year, I am from China, I play as a striker."

'You're playing great, you haven't played beach soccer before, but you're very adaptable and you'll be able to play here very quickly, I haven't been in a fixed position on the pitch, I can play as a midfielder and as a striker.

"It's a pleasure to be friends with you, and we have the opportunity to play football together."

"Okay, I'll see you later."

After saying goodbye to each other, the two of them reluctantly said goodbye, and then went home separately. Zhang Qing also took Lao Luo's car and returned home.

At home in the evening, Zhang Zhi asked the child about playing beach soccer today, and Zhang Qing told him about it. Zhang Zhi was silent for a while, and decided to tell him the purpose of coming here this time.

"Son, before I came this time, I asked you Uncle Luo to help you find a training camp here, which is a kind of summer camp, you can train with the echelon players of their professional team here for a period of time to improve your football skills. Your Uncle Luo knows a lot of stars and coaches here, including Lonnardo you see today, and tomorrow you will meet a coach who is also a very good player when he plays. ”

"Well, Dad, I understand, I will definitely train well this vacation." He smiled childlike as he spoke. Zhang Zhi looked at his son, and suddenly felt that his son was actually still young, and he hadn't had time to play, so he suddenly let him devote himself to the world of football similar to a profession, is it a little too small, is it a little too cruel, in his world, football may be football, how to play well, how to score, how to play happily is what he thinks, and what will come in the future is not only these.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhi suddenly lowered his face, but then slowly relieved. Yes, this is not something he should worry about now, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and when that time comes, I believe that the son will handle it well, and he will not have to worry, as long as the general direction is okay, the original intention is not changed, everything is not a problem.

Yang Lan, who was on the side, caught her husband's worry at this moment, and after her son fell asleep at night, the couple chatted with each other.

"What were you worried about?"

"No, it's fine."

"I can see it, are you afraid that your son will not be able to participate in that training camp, or their training method is very special, and my son may not be able to adapt to it."

"No, I'm just worried about whether it's a good thing to expose him to professional football at such a young age."

"This, how to say it, I think since my son likes it, then we will support him, and it depends on him what he can meet in the future, all we can do is to help him provide conditions, and the effort has to rely on himself."

Zhang Zhi nodded, didn't say anything, and held his head in both hands at night, thinking carefully about his decision and his son's future......