Chapter 99 Going Home

In this exclusive interview with Oriental TV, Zhang Yang said nothing, and he didn't hide it at all.

Oriental TV station attaches great importance to this exclusive interview. He Ping, who picked up the plane at several times, was a person in charge of the TV station and was almost responsible for the whole interview.

Hearing Zhang Yang say this, He Ping also gritted his teeth while joking. This boy, he didn't dare to say anything. However, he likes this kind of temper very much. Before interviewing domestic players, they were hiding one by one, singing more meritorious deeds and self-criticizing. How can there be such a true temperament?

A staff member took a deep breath in the background. This boy really dares to say that although everyone knows the obscene things about domestic clubs, it's like a broken bucket. It's too late to wrap it up. No one dares to break it.

"Isn't he afraid that the Football Association will block him?" Some people are worried.

"Afraid of a bird." Liu Zhi, who picked up the plane together at that time, curled his lips and said, "How to block it? They play football in the Ligue 1 giant Marseilles. What can the people of the Football Association do to block it? Does the following ask the Marseille club to block Zhang Yang? Ha."

Just now, the staff also understood. I said why this boy is so fearless. The boy is not afraid of his feelings. This boy is now just a cannon, regardless of extinguishing the fire.

Oriental TV's exclusive interview with Zhang Yang is a successful and excellent interview. The interviewer and the interviewee talked happily.

"Zhang Yang, what did you think in the face of the doubts of the Marseille media? Are you angry?"

"Angry, of course angry. How can I not be angry? As for what I think, of course, I scored a goal. They continued to say that I scored two goals, three goals, and more goals. Let's see who dares to say it. Now they just praise me vigorously? Zhang Yang said with a smile that there was more or less the smell of youthful ambition.

He Pingping is also excited after a burst of sighing. Looking at the vigorous appearance of Zhang Yang, this is what a young man should have. What Chinese football lacks is this kind of vitality and domineering.

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At the end of the interview, when Zhang Yang shook hands with everyone, he suddenly asked, "This interview will not be banned, will it?"

He Pinggang wanted to talk to Zhang Yang. His mouth was wide open, er, how can he talk? How can he be banned from broadcasting? Otherwise, what should we do when we interview you?

"Can broadcast, of course it can be broadcast. Freedom of the press. Besides, there is nothing that can't be broadcast.

Zhang Yang smiled, a very bad smile, a bad smile. Several people watching the Oriental TV station gritted their teeth. The expression was too, too much.

Then several people were suddenly very touched. They also interviewed a lot of people, including some heavyweight national players of the national team. However, it was not so natural. It was completely business, and Zhang Yang was different. This interview was more like chatting and chatting happily. Zhang Yang did not seem to be a big ball. Xing's awareness is very natural, frank, and can even be said to be a stunned young man.

Such a young man has achieved success in China, and his future can be expected.

After the work talk, He Ping made the host, accompanied by several people, and invited Zhang Yang to have a meal. The conversation and laughter during the banquet was not mentioned, and Zhang Yang was sent home from Shanghai Railway Station.

Several people watched the train start on the platform and slowly disappeared from sight, sighing.

Zhang Yang, I wish you more and more success.

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When I got home at one stop, a girl came up and sat opposite Zhang Yang.

The girl is very beautiful, but the most touching thing is that the girl's shy appearance is pitiful. It is said that men are male chauvinism, and they will have a conscious interest in pitying everything that can arouse their desire to protect.

The girl holds a book in her hand and reads a book, but from time to time she secretly glances at it. Zhang Yang originally felt that there was nothing, and he couldn't help but be suspicious. He looked at his body. There was nothing dirty. The trademark on the suit had been taken off for a long time, and there would be no joke. Well, I touched my face, huh? There seems to be a pimple. Is it caused by this thing?

When Zhang Yang finally couldn't help asking, the girl spoke like a mosquito beep. If Zhang Yang hadn't been 'highly vigilant' attention to the girl, he would have really not heard it.

"I remember, I know you, you, you are Zhang--" The girl pointed to Zhang Yang, with a shy and surprised face. "Zhang--" seemed to be annoyed that she couldn't remember it. It was too rude. The girl patted her little head.

"Zhang Yang." Zhang Yang couldn't help laughing, and he stretched out his hand.

The girl was stunned for a moment. She was probably not used to shaking hands with others. She stretched out her hand and shrank in, and then took a deep breath, as if she had made such a great determination. She gently shook it with Zhang Yang and whispered, "My name is Xia Yu." Xia Yu stuck out her tongue, "I'm sorry, I couldn't remember your name just now."

"Nothing." Zhang Yang smiled. The girl was so pure that she apologized to herself. Even if she didn't remember her name, she had any reason to complain about her. It's not that the two are old acquaintances. Zhang Yang is not arrogant enough to think that others have to know their names. Face is given by others, not what you want. He has known this for a long time.

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"I'm afraid I remember that you are an athlete." Xia Yu said happily, and then shook his cute little head, "Do you play basketball?"

Er - Zhang Yang is speechless. After saying this for a long time, the person in the relationship is wrong.

"Hee hee." Seeing Xia Yu covering his little mouth and smiling, Zhang Yang knew that he had been teased. This girl was so shy when she didn't know her just now. This feeling made Zhang Yang remember how timid and pitiful the little sparrow his aunt gave him when he was a child. Now that I'm familiar with it, I'll be joking and bolder.

At this moment, the radio on the train sounded, which prompted the passengers on the train to arrive at the station ahead.

"I'm going to arrive at the station." Zhang Yang was reluctant to say that this was not to say that he meant that about this girl, but that this woman should be the first friend he really met after returning to China. Zhang Yang has an old-fashioned nature, and it is natural to be reluctant to give up.

The girl said 'ah', and then found a notebook from her small backpack in a panic. She frowned and looked very cute. She could see that she cherished her notebook very much, then blushed, turned to the last page, handed it to Zhang Yang, and handed over a pen at the same time.

"Can you sign a name for me?"

"Of course." Zhang Yang smiled. This is the first time he has signed an autograph for a domestic fan. Well, is this girl his own fan? Zhang Yang shook his head, but he didn't know either. I think so. He is looking forward to it in his heart.

Zhang Yang signed his name seriously, and then he paused for a moment, wrote down a number on it, and handed it to Xia Yu, "This is my number in Marseille. If you have time to go to France, you can call this number. I will be the host and I will treat you well.

"Hmm." Xia Yu hummed, and her face turned even more red. She said in a voice that she could only hear by herself, "If there is a chance, I will definitely go."

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"They said you were arrogant, but I don't think so." Xia Yu held her cute little chin and frowned and said, as if she was fighting for Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang smiled and said nothing. He is afraid that he will curse when he mentions this matter, which will damage his good image, uh-huh.

At this time, many passengers who were about to get off the train began to move. Zhang Yang looked at the time and stood up. He took down his suitcase from the luggage rack and stretched out his right hand.

This time, the girl did not hesitate. She seriously stretched out her right hand and shook hands with Zhang Yang, looking at Zhang Yang with big eyes.

Zhang Yang said with a smile, "Goodbye."

The girl didn't say goodbye, but just hummed. When she saw Zhang Yang dragging his suitcase out more than ten meters, she suddenly summoned up her courage and said, "Goodbye, I hope to see you again."

Zhang Yang did not look back. He pulled the suitcase, waved his hand, and disappeared into the crowd.

Xia Yu's mood became low. She held her chin and looked out of the window. In an instant, there was a smile on her face, and her whole body glowed with youth and beauty. Zhang Yang got out of the car. He stood on the platform and waved his hand to him with a sunny smile on his face. Then he turned around and left, dragging his suitcase and disappeared into the crowd.

"France, Marseille." The girl muttered. The little fist was clenched tightly. Suddenly I laughed happily.

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After Zhang Yang got out of the car, he waved goodbye in the direction of Xia Yu's train. He didn't know if the lovely girl could see him, but he felt the need to wave his arm. At this time, he regretted not having the cheek to ask the girl for her phone number.

Forget it, we met by chance. It's just a passer-by. What are you thinking about? If you are playing football abroad, the chance of meeting this girl again is too low.

At least, two strangers met and chatted happily, which is very good.

He carried the suitcase out of the station. As soon as he went out, he found that his father's tricycle was not far away. Zhang Yang quickly shouted, "Dad, I'm here." Zhang Yang called home in advance, and his father was waiting for him here.

At the beginning, his father didn't hear it. It was not until Zhang Yang shouted a few more times before he recognized it. He looked at his son in a suit and leather shoes and dragged a beautiful suitcase. He opened his mouth and smiled, "Bad boy, I'm back."

My father is old.

When I left, my father didn't have so much white hair on his head. Now, a lot of new white hair has been added. Looking at my father wearing a thick coat, it was a military coat. This kind of military coat was very warm. My father used to buy it with a month's salary. At that time, in order to send Zhang Yang to the football school, my father rode a tricycle with Zhang Yang. The father in front was dressed in a not thick cotton-padded coat. Zhang Yang sat on the tricycle and was wearing it. This is a big military coat for him.

Zhang Yang's heart is a little uncomfortable and full of bitterness. His dress is so conspicuous at this time. No, it is so dazzling that the old military coat on his father's body does not match the suit and leather shoes on Zhang Yang.

Dad, you have worked hard. He said bitterly in his heart.

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The station is a small station. Most of the three-wheeled trains travel in the county, and there are few taxis. The father kept saying hello to people all the way, saying that his son came back and stopped doing business today.

Only then did Zhang Yang know that his father's tricycle not only helped his mother's shop transport goods, but also worked part-time to drive three-wheelers to carry passengers.

December in the north is already very cold, and the wind blows on the face like a knife. Looking at the old face under the wind and frost on his father's face, his nose was sore.

Zhang Guodong is a well-known honest man. He is cheerful. Others have big and small difficulties and are willing to help. Therefore, he is very popular. Seeing the second son of the Zhang family come back, the masters of all sizes come to say hello, and his father also looks very happy and happy from the bottom of his heart.

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Along the way, many people I knew greeted my father.

After the tricycle passed, I could still hear people's comments. The second boy of the Zhang family came back. He played football in France and made a lot of money. Lao Zhang was blessed.

There is a blessing. Look at what the two kids are wearing. Look at what Lao Zhang is wearing. If his son is rich, he may not enjoy happiness as a father.

Zhang Yang's face was immediately hot, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable and blocked. He was full of guilt. He only felt that it was enough to save money to help his family pay back the money. However, he asked himself that he really seldom cared about the life of his two elders and his family.

He is now full of guilt.

"Dad, let's go to the temple and buy you a dress."

"No, why do you have a lot of money? I still dislike your father for humiliating you." My father drove a tricycle and said without looking back.

Zhang Yang didn't dare to speak. He looked down at his suitcase. In the box, he bought a watch for his father for hundreds of euros, which was quite a luxurious watch in his hometown. However, he now thinks that it's better to buy a down jacket for his father. He felt that he did not really understand his father's life. A down jacket that can keep warm and looks good is far more suitable than a luxurious watch.

The wind is very strong. When Zhang Yang sits on the tricycle, he can feel the coldness of the north wind. Through the small glass window, he saw the back of his father driving a tricycle against the wind. The once tall and big back was a little bent under the rings of the years.

Dad, you used to be the broadest and strongest backbone behind your son.

In the future, your son will be your backbone.

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PS: The first update. Today's third update.