Fox in the Penalty Area

In Zhang Qinghuan's rental house, four young people are "fighting" in front of the TV.

Hu Lai used the controller to control the "Louis Francis" in the game, and blasted Zhang Qinghuan's goal of controlling the team with a beautiful long shot.

"Yeah!" Hu Lai raised the handle and shook it, "Brother Huan, you 'Francis of China' are almost meaningless in front of the real Francis!"

Zhang Qing gritted his teeth angrily and said, "Damn Hu Lai, can you stop being so sloppy when playing games? Do you play with your hands or with your mouth!"

Wang Guangwei echoed from the side: "Brother Huan, do you know the pain I suffered from fighting him just now? This kid talks trash all over the place while playing games..."

Chen Xingyi patted him on the shoulder: "Stop talking, Lao Wang. I have known your pain since I was in high school!"

Wang Guangwei was stunned for a moment, and when he realized what Chen Xingyi was talking about, his face became even more ugly: "Chen Xingyi, don't pick up any pots that you can't open!"

Hu Lai laughed loudly at his game and his defeated opponents on the field: "Tear it well, and tear it louder!"

Zhang Qinghuan came over to grab the handle: "Press it quickly, and watch the replay of the goal!"

The game continued, and Zhang Qinghuan stared at the TV screen solemnly.

While playing, Hu Lai kept muttering: "Brother Huan, you should have just plugged in. What did you bring? Hey, I found that Brother Huan, your playing style is completely opposite to your actual playing style. If you play games You're at half the level of football, I should get down on my knees and call you daddy now...Look at this ball...Mine! OWO!"

Hu Lai controlled Francis and his teammates to make a two-for-one cooperation in the middle of hitting the wall, advancing the offense to the 30-meter area of ​​Zhang Qinghuan's team, and once again threatened Zhang Qinghuan's goal.

But just when he was about to pick the football into the penalty area by picking a pass, he suddenly heard an emotional voice in his mind:

"Mission: Wang Xianke, head coach of Dashun Golden Arrow, is the culprit that caused Dad's serious knee injury and unable to continue playing football. It is also the reason why Dad has opposed you to play football for so many years. Defeat Dashun Jin led by him in the FA Cup final Arrow, break his dream of winning the championship and avenge his father. Mission rewards: Points × 200,000, [Physical Potion] × 10, [Intermediate Training Scroll: Stopping the Ball] × 2, [Intermediate Training Scroll: Shooting] × 2, [Recovery Ointment] ] × 1, mysterious gift package × 1.”

The pick pass that should have been made turned into a short pass, which was passed directly to the defensive player controlled by Zhang Qinghuan.

Then Zhang Qinghuan quickly launched a counterattack, hit Hu Lai's penalty area in one breath, and finally scored!

"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!" Zhang Qinghuan jumped up after scoring the goal,

Raising his arms and shouting, he was even more excited than when he scored a goal in a real game. "Call Dad! Call Dad!"

He yelled at Hu Lai.

Of course, he was also ready to welcome Hu Lai's backspray.

But I didn't expect Hu Lai to just stare at the TV screen in a daze, without saying a word.

It's like... Some people can't believe that they will be scored by Zhang Qinghuan.

Chen Xingyi laughed so hard that he fell on Wang Guangwei's body: "Brother Huan, Hu Lai is showing his contempt for you with practical actions - seeing you score a goal is like seeing a ghost! Hahahaha!"

"Day!" Zhang Qinghuan first turned around and glared at Chen Xingyi, and then at Hu Lai, "Who do you look down on, Hu Lai! Isn't it normal for me to score your goal!"

Hu Lai still ignored him.

"Okay, stop acting, Hu Lai..." Zhang Qinghuan waved his hand in front of Hu Lai.

Only then did Hu Lai's eyes refocus, but he still didn't respond to Zhang Qinghuan's words, but put down the handle, got up and left.

"Hey, the game isn't over yet..."

"No more." Hu Lai waved his hand.

"Damn it? You stopped playing after losing the ball, so you can't afford to lose?" Zhang Qing was furious.

"No, I suddenly remembered that today is my mother's birthday. I forgot to call her old man. If I don't call, it will expire..." Hu Lai opened the door on Zhang Qinghua's side, and then took out the key to open the door between him and Wang Guangwei. The door of the rental house.

When Hu Lai closed the door, the three people here looked at each other in blank dismay.

"You say... is what he said true or false?" Zhang Qinghuan asked Wang Guangwei and Chen Xingyi.

Chen Xingyi looked at Wang Guangwei, who had spent the longest time with Hu Lai.

Wang Guangwei shook his head: "I don't know..."

"Forget it, don't care about him, let's continue playing. Nine times out of ten, we can't afford to lose, what a dog!" Zhang Qinghuan cursed, and then handed the handle to Wang Guangwei: "You come! Quit and re-select the team..."

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Hu Lai entered his bedroom, locked the door from the inside, sat on the bed, entered the system, and called up the mission log.

Read the task that the system suddenly released just now from beginning to end seriously, carefully, and word for word.

That's right, the system said that the head coach of Dashun Golden Arrow, Wang Xianke, was the one who made my father unable to play...

But what about the evidence?

There is no evidence, that's what the system says.

But why would the system need to lie about this kind of thing?

Hu Lai doesn't even think about why the system knows this. After all, it is a system. It knows astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom.

So even though no one else knew about it, it was only natural that the system knew about it.

To be honest, when the system sound came out, he originally thought that the system would issue a mission for the FA Cup final, and the goal of the mission was to let him find ways to win.

But for the first time, he saw the "description of the mission text" in the mission released by the system, which made him unable to bear to read the mission text seriously, and also prevented him from concentrating on controlling the game, and scored a goal for Zhang Qinghuan.

From the perspective of the task goal, it is indeed to let himself find ways to win the FA Cup, but the purpose of winning is different from what he had imagined before.

To be honest, he wants to win this FA Cup final even if there are no other grievances.

After all, it was the final of the FA Cup. Now that they have reached this level, why should they raise their hands and surrender if they don't try their best to win?

So it seems that there is no need for the system to deliberately fabricate lies in order to let itself complete the task...

So it really happened?

Hu Lai decided to send a straight ball - wouldn't it be over if he asked his father for verification?

So he exited from the system space, picked up his cell phone and called his mother.

As soon as the phone was connected, he asked, "Mom, are you asleep yet?"

"Not yet, why?"

"Uh, I have something I want to check with Dad."

Xie Lan glanced at her husband who was sitting on the sofa and swiping his cell phone. After hearing the call, the latter also raised his head and was looking at her.

Xie Lan put down the phone and turned on the speakerphone: "Your dad is right next to me, I've turned on the speakerphone, if you have anything to ask, just ask."

Then she said to her husband: "Your son has something to ask you to confirm."

"What's the matter?" Although Hu Lixin was a little impatient, he still leaned forward and asked under the watchful eyes of his wife.

"Dad, is the person who hurt you called Wang Xianke?"

Xie Lan suddenly felt that as her son asked this question, the air in the bedroom seemed to freeze, making her breathing a little difficult.

She looked at Hu Lixin.

Her husband was looking straight at the phone, but didn't speak.

"Dad?" The son's slightly distorted voice came from the phone. "Can you hear it? Is the signal bad... I just want to ask you about the one that hurt you..."

Hu Lixin interrupted him: "Why are you asking this?"

"I'm going to play against his team next time. I heard this news suddenly. Of course I want to check with you." Hu Lai replied confidently.

"Where did you know that?" Hu Lixin asked again.

"I have my channel, Dad. Just tell me if it's true?"

Hu Lai didn't seem to want to explain more to his father, and the mother was really anxious to listen to it - these two fathers!

"Not really, it has nothing to do with him."

After Hu Lixin finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and then he looked up at his wife, who looked at his... knee.

"Your knee...was it really that Wang Xianke did it?"

Hu Lixin was silent for a while and said, "No."

"lie!"

"It's really not..."

"Still lying! Hu Lixin, when you lie to others, you always keep silent first. Do you think I don't know?" Xie Lan stared at her husband, she was very angry.

What are you angry about?

Angry that her husband is still trying to hide the past from her until now.

"I'm your wife. What do you have that I can't even say? Or is it that I know about your past, and you don't even want your wife, so you're going to run away from home?"

"What are you talking about..." Hu Lixin frowned.

"Then tell me, is it Wang Xianke who did it? Was it him?" Xie Lan got up from the bed, walked to Hu Lixin, and looked down at her husband condescendingly.

Hu Lixin, who raised his head and faced his wife's eyes, closed his eyes: "It's him. It's about the Baishan Tianchi reserve team."

"That turtle..." Xie Lan gritted her molars and cursed, then she glared at her husband again: "Then why didn't you say that before?"

"What are you talking about?" Hu Lixin asked his wife back.

"Find a reporter to expose him! Let him be ruined! He is so famous now, if people know about the bad things he did before, let's see how he can continue to hang around in this industry!"

"What happened more than 20 years ago, no one has evidence, what is exposed? Me or him, which one of us do you think people are more willing to believe?"

"Why is there no witness? What about those teammates back then? Our son was scolded by that Sun He, and his teammates are willing to come forward to testify. Why can't you find your teammates?"

"Because he pretended well. Collisions in training and injuries were not uncommon at that time, and everyone was used to it..."

"Aren't you used to such serious injuries?" Xie Lan's eyes widened.

"It's just a serious accident at most. Maybe others think it's wrong, but it's still the same sentence, there is no evidence, there is no evidence that he did it intentionally, maliciously..." Hu Lixin said calmly.

"No, that's not the case... Even if there is no evidence, you can still say it. It may not necessarily ruin his reputation, but it can also add some trouble to him. Let everyone know what he is and cause controversy..." Xie Xie Lan tried to convince her husband that she spoke her mind.

Hu Lixin just shook his head calmly: "It's useless. With his status, without evidence, speaking out is slander. He doesn't need to pursue me if he is in a good mood, but if he is in a bad mood, we will lose money and go to jail. I I can even imagine how he would respond—even if he doesn't tell me, he can pretend to express his apology for that incident and his concern for me after the incident was spread by the media. Maybe he will give me a sum of money as compensation, but it is actually a hush money. I hope I will shut up and stop mentioning it. Then he will go to the media to publicize that it was an accident, a misunderstanding, and it was not malicious. .With his status in football and the relationship with the media, he can easily reverse the part of the public opinion that is unfavorable to him. Then find someone to smear me in various ways, making others think that I am a person who suffered from an accidental injury. The loser who quit football, the reason why he framed Wang Xianke was just out of resentment, as for him..."

"Stop it!" Xie Lan suddenly raised her hand to stop her husband from continuing, then she turned around and threw herself on the bed, burying her face in the pillow and screaming vigorously.

Because of the barrier of the pillow, the original high-pitched scream became much lower, and it would not disturb the neighbors upstairs and downstairs.

After it was over, she got up and gritted her teeth and looked at her husband: "Hu Lixin, why are you so calm? Why aren't you angry?!"

"Because I knew early on that being angry is useless, Xie Lan."

After speaking, Hu Lixin got up to leave.

"Why are you going?"

"Brush your teeth, take a shower, and get ready for bed."

"Can you still sleep?"

Hu Lixin glanced at his wife: "If I couldn't eat and sleep, I would have died a long time ago. He is such a famous person, he will always appear in the media, if I see him and hear his name, I can't sleep, eat and breathe If not, I'd be dead."

After speaking, he ignored his angry wife and went straight out of the bedroom.

Behind him there was a bang, then a muffled scream.

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Hu Lai, who was hung up by his father, got a negative answer, but Hu Lai knew very well that Wang Xianke must be the "murderer" that caused his father to fail to score.

Because his father didn't show surprise or confusion after hearing his question, but asked silently and calmly, "Why are you asking this?" Isn't this place without two hundred taels of silver?

If it wasn't him, wouldn't dad simply deny it?

After asking "Why do you ask this", and then asking "Where did you know that"... This is so close to directly engraving "Yes, the murderer is him!" on the face, Dad!

Hu Lai didn't bother about why his father denied it, nor did he question why his father didn't speak out like his mother did.

That was his father's mind, he was too lazy to care.

Perhaps the older generation has the principles of the older generation and the way of doing things that belong to their generation.

But it doesn't matter, I'm a child and I will do it in a child's way...Fuck the fucking Wang Xianke!

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