magic coach

(third more)

Until getting on the plane, Zhao Guangming was still asking Jiang Mu what he did last night like a paparazzi, but Jiang Mu only said that he was drunk and slept in the wine all night, and refused to answer the others. He just closed his eyes and fell asleep. Guangming had no choice but to lament that Jiang Mu had the opposite sex and no humanity, and even lied to his good friends.

After 55 hours of flight, at [-]:[-] in the morning, the plane finally arrived at Beijing International Airport.Walking out of the terminal, Jiang Mu and Zhao Guangming looked up at the sky almost at the same time, breathed in the stale air, and then hugged each other tightly. emotion.

After waiting for a long time, the family who picked up the plane hadn't arrived yet. Zhao Guangming saw that no one recognized the two of them, and teased Jiang Mu and said, "Mu Mu, it seems that you are not famous enough, and no one knows you."

Jiang Mu saw thousands of fans coming to pick him up at the airport in his fantasy, but the scenes of countless flowers and reporters did not appear. He laughed at himself and said, "We are not superstars. Fans like stars, not coaches. Besides, we What is the score, isn’t it the head coach of a second-tier team in a non-mainstream league.”

Seeing that Jiang Mu was still a little disappointed, Zhao Guangming couldn't help laughing: "Actually, I think it should be like this. Of course you can't be regarded as a star in Europe, you can only be regarded as a celebrity, but your influence in China should not be small. There is no live TV broadcast of B's ​​game, there is a lack of video materials, the fans don't know you, don't worry, reporters will soon break through your house, and you can't even get out."

"What influence, we are self-aware... Hey, it seems that the car from your father's unit is here."

Jiang Mu looked around and saw a red flag car turned upside down. The license plate number belonged to Zhao Guangming's father's unit.

The car stopped beside Jiang Mu and Zhao Guangming, the door opened, and a middle-aged man about 40 years old got out of the car. His appearance was somewhat similar to Zhao Guangming's, but a little more dignified and a little less dignified. slippery.

"Hello, Uncle Zhao." Jiang Mu hastily stepped forward to say hello.

"You two brave boys are finally back. Let's see how your father treats you. Get in the car. Your father is in a meeting. Let me pick you up."

The Zhao and Jiang families have known each other for a long time. Zhao Guangming's father, Zhao Bin, is a section chief of the Beijing Land and Resources Bureau. Although the section chief is considered an official in a small city, in the capital, the section chief is just a grassroots.The Bureau of Land and Resources will be popular ten years later, but it is still a deserted office at this time.Seeing his son return from abroad, although Zhao Bin spoke harshly, he was actually more relieved.

Jiang Mu’s home is in a community developed by the Education Bureau near the Third Ring Road. The house is a welfare housing for his work unit. After the housing reform, his parents paid a little money to buy it. Now the price of commercial housing in the Third Ring Road has risen to more than 6000 square meters. This made Jiang Mu's father very glad that he bought the house at that time, otherwise the couple would not be able to afford a house for the rest of their lives.

Zhao Bin stopped the car next to the community, and Jiang Mu got out of the car with his bag.

Zhao Guangming said: "Mu, stay at home with your uncle and aunt, and I will visit you to play in two days."

"Okay, you should also spend more time with your uncle and aunt. Goodbye, Uncle Zhao."

"Goodbye Komaki."

"Goodbye wood."

Jiang Mu walked quickly into the community with his bag on his back. Looking at the familiar Pigeon Building, the sky was not so blue, but the air was somewhat turbid. He was very excited. He climbed up to the third floor in three steps and came to the In front of his own door, he took two deep breaths and rang the doorbell.

"Who?"

"It's me, Xiaomu."

The door opened, revealing the kind face of a middle-aged woman. Seeing Jiang Mu, the middle-aged woman burst into tears, stretched out her arms and held Jiang Mu in her arms, "Xiao Mu! My son, you are finally back Yes! I thought you would never come!"

"No! Mom, never! Even if I go to the ends of the earth, I will take you and Dad with me."

Jiang Mu hugged his mother, and his eyes were a little moist. He lived nearly 20 years longer than he is now, and his mentality is already a bit vicissitudes, but his understanding of family affection is even deeper.

Mother Jiang cried for a while, pushed Jiang Mu away, laughed again, looked her son up and down, and said: "My son is back, and he is promising, I should be happy, I am so old-fashioned."

"Mom, you are tears of joy. You are crying with joy. How can you be so confused? In my heart, you will always be the best and youngest mother." Jiang Mu comforted his mother with nice words.

"Forever the youngest, he won't be an old monster anymore. Okay, I'll cook. When your father comes back from school, we'll have a family reunion dinner." Jiang's mother was smiling all over her face. She hasn't smiled for more than a year since her child went abroad. up.

"Okay, I'll help my mother cook. I learned how to cook in Holland, and I can cook both Chinese and Western food." Jiang Mu was ready to let go.

"You don't need to help me do it, just help me eat. If you don't want to watch TV, just talk to me next to me. International long-distance calls are too expensive. I don't know many things about you over there." Mother Jiang thought of her son's two I don't know how much I have suffered in foreign countries, and the circles of my eyes are red again.

Jiang's mother knew that her son was coming back, so she bought a lot of delicious dishes, including sea cucumbers and lobsters, which she seldom eat.Jiang Mu was moved and bitter at the same time, and he secretly vowed to let his parents live a prosperous and happy life.

Jiang's mother cooked a table of meals. Jiang Mu's father, Jiang Cangjun, has come back from work. Jiang Cangjun is 50 years old this year. He has a square face with Chinese characters, thick eyebrows and big eyes. Jiang Mu looks more like His mother has a handsome figure and appearance, but in his heart, the father and son are very similar, a little paranoid, doing what they like, forgetting about things and me, and forgetting to sleep and eat.

Seeing his son who has been abroad for two years, Jiang Cangjun was also very excited, but he didn't show it too obviously, he just patted Jiang Mu on the shoulder and said, "You have done a good job these two years, which makes me very happy. Have a face."

Jiang Cangjun brought a bottle of Moutai from the study, and said, "Xiaomu, open the wine. This is the Moutai I have treasured for 15 years. I originally wanted to drink it when you became a professional player. Now that you have become a professional coach, it is also considered a bottle of Moutai. My dream has been fulfilled, your mother has cooked so many dishes, let's drink it today."

Jiang Mu opened the wine bottle, filled a glass for his father and himself, and was about to put the bottle aside when Jiang Cangjun said, "Pour a glass for your mother too, we're going to celebrate today."

Jiang's mother has high blood pressure and never drank it before, but she was so happy to see her son come back today, and said, "Pour me half a glass, I want to drink some today."

Mother Jiang poured half a cup for her mother and said, "Mom, you have high blood pressure, so drink less."

Jiang's mother was very happy to see her son so filial, and said: "If you don't drink alcohol once a year, how much harm will it do if you drink it?"

Jiang Cangjun said: "Add some more for your mother, today is the happiest day for our family."

Jiang Mu added some more wine to his mother, put the bottle under the table, and then waited for his father to speak. During the Spring Festival and various family gatherings, the whole family had to wait for his father to speak before using their chopsticks.

"Well, today is the happiest day for our Jiang family. Jiang Mu, the child of the Jiang family, has finally achieved success. He has become a professional football coach and led Alkmaar to the Eredivisie. He has brought glory to our Jiang family. He has brought glory to us Chinese, and now we congratulate him."

Jiang Cangjun happily finished speaking and clapped his hands. Jiang Mu and Jiang's mother also happily applauded.

"Okay, let's eat now, Xiaomu, please tell me about your experience in the Netherlands for the past two years. I am very curious that you can create such a miracle. When I saw the report in the Chinese newspaper, I even doubted that Jiang Is Mu my son?" Jiang Cangjun asked.

Mother Jiang also said: "I want to hear it too, the newspapers have blown you away."

"Actually, it's nothing. When I returned to China, I fell seriously ill. I felt that I was going to die, so I thought I should do what I wanted to do most right away, otherwise I would die in peace, so I went to a club in the Netherlands to find a job. , and later came to the amateur team Eastern Dragon..."

Jiang Mu hates talking about his fortune history, because he can't tell the existence of Chang'e-[-], and he can't say that he was reborn, so he can only lie, and weaving lies is very troublesome, and they have to be reasonable and logical. Jiang Mu had to use more lies to cover up the flaws, which gave Jiang Mu a headache, so he just said it in a simple and general way, and didn't want to talk about details at all.

Even if Jiang Mu didn't explain in detail enough, Jiang Cangjun and Jiang's mother listened with gusto and elation. Jiang Cangjun didn't drink a lot, so he drank too much when he was happy, and talked about his football talent. It's a pity that there was no professional football in that era, otherwise He can also become an all-powerful star, and finally fell asleep lying on the table while talking.

Jiang Mu and his mother helped Jiang Cangjun to bed and fell asleep. Jiang's mother called Jiang Cangjun's school and asked for an afternoon off. Then the mother and son sat at home talking until dark. Jiang's mother cleaned up Jiang Mu's bedroom before Go back to bed.

Jiang Mu lay on the long-lost Simmons single bed, smelling the scent of mosquito coils, looking at the posters of Maradona, Baggio and other stars that he had put up when he was a child, listening to the indistinct noise from the street, Everything is so familiar, everything is so comfortable, this feeling is incomparable to the comfortable, quiet and well-equipped facilities in the Netherlands, Jiang Mu soon fell into a dream.

That night Jiang Mu slept soundly and soundly, without even having a dream.When I woke up, it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

Both father and mother had gone to school, and there was a note on the table, telling him that the porridge and fried dough sticks were warming in the pot, and asked him to get up and eat.When Jiang Mu went to brush his teeth and wash his face, he found that the toothpaste and toothbrush had been bought new at some time, and the toothpaste was packed well on the jar, which made Jiang Mu's nose sour and almost shed tears.

Jiang Mu had just finished his porridge and hadn't bitten half of the second fried dough stick when he heard the doorbell ring. Jiang Mu opened the door and found seven or eight male and female reporters crowded at the door, holding long guns and short cannons in their hands.

It turned out that the news of Jiang Mu's return to China the next day spread to China. In the Netherlands, reporters must make an appointment for interviews, but the domestic news interviews are not very particular about the rules. The football circle with [-] football reporters is even more chaotic. No one cares about harassment. Do not disturb people's private life.Well-informed reporters found Jiang Mu's home address in the shortest possible time and came here to interview Jiang Mu.