Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 36 A Letter

Mo Fei's heart is still very excited.After all, as a player, there is no one who does not want to be famous. Every player wants to be recognized by the fans.The appearance of the white-bearded old man made Mo Fei a little proud.Although there is only one fan now, and I still look at a somewhat unreasonable white-haired old man, but this is also my fan.This is a good start. Mo Fei believes that he has the strength to conquer all the fans in this city and let everyone cheer for him.What's more, compared to other young players, he has already taken a solid step towards becoming a star.Well, Mo Fei admits that he is somewhat complacent. He feels that the first condition for becoming a star is to have his own fans.Uh, a fan is also a fan, don't take the village chief as a cadre!

Mo Fei was leaning on the side of the bed, thinking of the excitement, he seemed to see countless fans waving to him, and some fans chased him to sign his autograph, and he laughed unconsciously, his face was red Light.

After taking a shower, Du Hai, who was shirtless, kicked on his slippers and hummed a little tune, slowly walked towards the dormitory. As soon as he entered the dormitory, he heard a creepy laughter, which made him tremble all over. Could it be that he looked like "dissatisfied with desire" with glowing eyes and flushed face, staring at him and laughing.Du Hai staggered, scrambled and lay down on the bed, quickly covered himself with the quilt, and sighed in his heart: Hey, when did Brother Fei have this hobby?It's really getting more and more lewd, it seems that it's dangerous to live in the same dormitory with him, it's a sin, a sin...

Of course he doesn't know the dirty thoughts in Du Haixin's heart, and right now he is intoxicated in the beautiful world of his fantasy.Hehe, so many fans, so many beauties, and so many votes...

Day two.

"Why does your head hurt so much? Maybe you had too many dreams last night." Mo Fei tapped his head lightly, shook it vigorously, and then walked slowly towards the school gate.When I was in cultural class today, could it be that I couldn't concentrate, I was always in a trance, and I didn't even take notes.Hey, maybe I really didn't sleep well last night.

"Hey, Could Fei, here is your letter." When passing the school gate, Could Fei was stopped by the old man Wang who was guarding the gate.Doesn't it feel strange that the doorman can recognize himself.Although this school is a cultural training school for Quanxing team players, it is not limited to players. The school still recruits students from the whole society.So there are still very few players and students in this school.The old guard Wang is a die-hard Quanxing fan, and he remembers the names of every player and boy in his heart.

"Oh? Thank you, Uncle Wang." Mo Fei was slightly surprised.It is still rare to use letters to communicate these days. Relatives and friends still use mobile phones more. In the information age, don’t they all say on TV that “Mobile, communication starts from the heart” and “Unicom, Unicom, the world, Unicom you me?Who will write this letter?

With a soft thank you, Could Fei take the letter from Uncle Wang's hand.This is a very delicate sea-blue envelope, with no extra embellishments on it, just a pattern of a girl riding the waves on the beach in the sunset.Mo Fei scanned the envelope quickly, and when he saw the postmark, his heart skipped a beat twice. Sure enough, it was a letter from Nanchong.

Will it be after rhyme?I haven't heard from her for several months, how is she?Suddenly a name flashed in his mind, and Mo Fei's heart jumped twice again in a disappointing manner. He carefully put the letter into his trouser pocket, and quickly ran towards the dormitory.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Mo Fei took a deep breath, tore off the opening of the envelope with his hands, and a few pages of 14K letter paper slipped out.His eyes glanced roughly, and he was a little disappointed, the handwriting on it was obviously not Yu Yun's.He sighed, and then he was very curious, who could this be the letter to him?Could it be that when he picked up the Chapter 1 letter paper, a look of surprise appeared on his face!This turned out to be a letter from the students of Baita Middle School to me!Could it be that there was an obvious stagnation on his face, as if thinking of the past time, the beauty of the past, and impatiently browsing.

"Could it be, how are you doing in Chengdu? Are you playing well? Can you keep up with the team's training pace? Have you fallen behind in your studies? Work hard, and no matter what you do, you must persevere to the end. The teacher will pay attention from afar. Yours. The classmates have something to say to you, so the teacher won’t say much, and take care of yourself.”

The first thing that catches the eye is the handwriting of the class teacher Deng Weihong, which is neat and rigorous, just like the previous style.Is it possible that you can feel the teacher's stern eyes and deep love for the students from the lines, and the teacher's voice, smile and appearance as well as the words and deeds of being a teacher unconsciously appear in front of your eyes, and your heart is full of warmth.To be honest, it was quite unexpected that the teacher would send a letter of greeting.In his eyes, Lao Deng has always been a serious and rigid person. His love for students is only practiced, and he never expresses it.I used to be just an ordinary student with unsatisfactory grades, no bright spots, and no attention at all, but I didn't expect the teacher to still care for me so much.For a moment, there was a feeling of tide in the eye sockets, desperately holding back the tears from falling, took another deep breath, and then looked down.

"Brother Fei, you just ran to Chengdu to be cool, and left your buddy here alone to starve and freeze? There are many beauties in Chengdu, are you blind? There hasn't been a single call for so long, I despise you! When will you come back? Let's have a look at home, let's have a good get together. We are about to enter the third year of high school, and the time is very tight, and our contact may be less, but buddy will not forget you, we will always be good friends, okay Dude! Take good care of yourself in Chengdu. Also, don’t lose face and act like a human being. I can brag to others in the future, ‘Could it be my brother!’. Not much to say, Qingguo’s ‘2B’ (stupid Meaning of B) Grabbing labor and capital’s pen, come on!”

Seeing the incoherent and nonsensical tone of the article, he didn't even need to read the signature to know that it was his good buddy Wang Hao.This kid is still out of shape!However, although the words are messy, the deep concern revealed in the words can still be felt.But time flies so fast, summer vacation is coming soon, I have been here for almost half a year, once the summer vacation is over, the students have to work hard for the university and their future.What about yourself?Should we work harder and strive for a better tomorrow?Could it be that thinking about Wang Hao's mischievous character and the laughter they used to have, the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously.

"Brother Fei, I miss you so much! It was supposed to be my turn to write, but that bird man Wang Hao is hogging the pen and paper, I really want to slap him a hundred times a hundred times. Hehe , Did you play the ball in a mess? Remember to get a few more autographed photos of you for my brother in the future. After you become famous, I can use them to sell some pocket money. By the way, my recent mahjong level has improved by leaps and bounds. When will I come back? Let’s learn from each other? How many laps? Fight in all directions at night? Haha! Brother Fei, take care of yourself. If someone bullies you, brother, I will ride a bicycle from Nanchong to help you out! Finally, let’s say, come on, work hard Bar!"

This is green fruit.The words are also messy, maybe I want to write as much as possible, and talk nonsense.Thinking of the scene of Qingguo peddling her photo on the street with her face full of money, could it be that the smile on her face was even brighter.This kid is also a bullshit!But thinking of playing mahjong, could it be that he couldn't help laughing? He still remembered that some of his classmates didn't go home after school, so they found a small teahouse to play mahjong and win lollipops, but they were caught by Lao Deng on the spot and punished to stand in the classroom All day outside.Thinking of the embarrassment of a few people standing outside the door with bitter faces like frost-beaten eggplants being "visited" by the passing students, could it be that they also smiled wryly.

"Brother Fei, remember to bring us some specialties from Chengdu when you come back!"

"Brother Fei, I will go to Chengdu to play during the summer vacation. When that time comes, my buddies will come to watch your training, watch your competition, and cheer you on!"

"Brother Fei, remember to ask for Wang Qiang's autograph for me. I'm his fan, but your autograph is absolutely essential!"

"Brother Fei..."

"Brother Fei..."

What surprised Mo Fei the most was that Yuan Yuan and Qu Weiguo, two P.E. teachers from Baizhong, also wrote him "Proverbs". of.

"Boy Mo, how is your stay in Chengdu? Did you shine in the team? If you don't do well, come back to our school team. The door of the school team is always open for you. However, I believe you will succeed." Yes. Haha, go ahead, go ahead!"

"Boy Mo, don't listen to old man Yuan's bullshit there. You are most suitable for track and field. If you come back, our track and field team is the stage for you to show yourself. However, I still agree with old man Yuan on one point. You will definitely Success, I firmly believe in this point, my old-fashioned eyes will never be wrong. I also said that, although Huaxia football is bad, there is always gold. I hope you are the one that shines Gold! Work hard, boy!"

It seems that Yuan Yuan and Qu Weiguo, two old enemies, still miss him.However, Mo Fei was deeply touched by the deep concern and encouragement of the two.

Looking at the words from the students and the teacher that seemed to be slapstick but more caring, could it be that the eyes became more red, but there was a trace of guilt in the heart.I have been in Chengdu for so long, and every day I only know how to keep my head down for training. I only think about how to keep up with the team's training rhythm and how to stand out from the second team, but I forget the classmates and friends who have always been concerned about me.Except for the phone number to my parents, I seem to have really forgotten them, and it seems that I am really a bit of a jerk.

After reading the whole letter, I was reluctant to put it away and thought about it for a long time.After a long time, Mo Fei came out of his memories, sorted out his thoughts, and slowly put the letter into the envelope.He must keep this letter carefully, it is everyone's concern and love for him, and he must keep it carefully.He has already decided in his heart that no matter how busy he is or how tired he is, even if he only spares a little time, a phone call can make everyone feel comforted and happy.

Slowly stuffing the letter into the envelope, Mo Fei suddenly found that there was a small note like a post-it note inside the envelope.It was pasted on the bottom of the envelope, no wonder I didn't see it when I first took the letter paper.Could it be that he shook the envelope vigorously, and before he noticed, the post-it note fell into the air and slowly floated to the ground.

Mo Fei's heart beat violently involuntarily.

Because of the hasty glance, his breathing was noticeably stagnant, and it felt so familiar.

That is the font that Mo Fei will never forget, Yu Yun's still beautiful handwriting!
(End of this chapter)