Chen Jiaqing's heart was touched. Liu 'er's feelings for Ye Ming were deeply rooted. Ye Ming was like the source of her life.
She sighed to herself, but if she really got together with Ye Ming, would her heart allow another woman to follow Ye Ming wholeheartedly?
She had never thought of sharing a man with another woman before.
But if she really loved him to the bone, would she be like Liu 'er, who would disregard everything and turn her entire world into one person?
She suddenly felt a little envious of Liu 'er. She could disregard everything for someone, even if she had nothing.
This was probably the deepest form of love!
Chen Jiaqing smiled. This was a difficult question to answer. If he said that he had no feelings for Ye Ming, then it would be fine.
However, when it came to making a choice, she hesitated. Ye Ming had unknowingly taken up a small corner of her heart.
Although she had not reached the point where she would not marry anyone but him, he did exist there. She could not control him, nor could she lie to herself.
She avoided Liu 'er's expectant gaze." Silly girl, what are you thinking about? You still have classes tomorrow, so rest early."”
Liu 'er's eyes instantly dimmed. She was a little disappointed that she didn't get a clear answer. However, she didn't want to make things difficult for Sister Chen anymore, lest she was disgusted, so she lowered her head and left Chen Jiaqing's room.
When she returned to her room, she was no longer sleepy. She tossed and turned on her bed, unable to fall asleep, so she turned on her computer.
She accidentally clicked on a website. Liu 'er suddenly widened her eyes because she saw Li Beibei!
Later on, she understood that Li Beibei was singing live on a live broadcast platform. She had thick makeup on. Although her singing was not very good, many people saw her and many people gave her gifts.
Liu 'er's interest was piqued. She also liked to sing, but she usually hummed to herself. Other than Big Brother Ming, she never showed it to anyone else.
Ye Ming had already planned out her future path according to her hobbies, which was to enter an art school and become a star in the future.
Of course, with Ye Ming's protection, he would definitely not let Liu 'er come into contact with the dark side of the entertainment industry. He would not let her get infected with other people's bad habits. He would only let Liu' er do what she liked happily and no one could hurt her.
Liu 'er saw that Li Beibei was singing very happily and felt that she could do it too. This was also an opportunity to practice and perhaps improve her singing skills.
However, she didn't know how to do it yet. She planned to find some time to go to school and ask Li Beibei.
Ye Ming wasn't asleep either. He was watching the football match.
Ye Ming watched as Team China was being abused in all sorts of ways and felt heartbroken.
"F * ck, you can't even hold the ball, so why are you kicking?”He flicked the remote control in his hand.
When the match ended, the Chinese team was scored five goals by the second team of a small Southeast Asian country.
Ye Ming was depressed. Could the national football team be any worse? I'm a great country, but I'm being played by a group of Nanyang monkeys? And it was the second team of monkeys. They didn't even need the first team to do anything!
He casually browsed through the forum and was greeted with curses.
"Why isn't the country disbanded? Was he going to keep it for others to play with?”
"This group of pigs must have given the Football Association a lot of money. Otherwise, only these people can play?”
"The mystery of the century, what is the significance of the existence of the national pig?”
"The significance of the existence of the country pig is to let those small countries find the meaning of their existence.”
"The National Pig is the ambassador of friendly exchanges between China and foreign countries. It represents the humble and courteous style of the hospitable people of China. On this point, they have done a good job!”
"Not bad my ass. I was already pressed to the ground and beaten up.”
"No, no, no. It's not that I'm being beaten up, but that I'm being pressed to the ground and fed sh * t. Look at those idiots 'indifferent expressions, as if they don't care at all.”
"What do they care about? Anyway, the money is so good that their hands are soft.”
"The reason why the country's pigs are so bad is because of their roots.”
"You mean those stupid leaders?"
……
Ye Ming frowned as he looked at the comments. He wanted to go up and scold them, but after thinking about it, he decided not to. Out of sight, out of mind. He chose to sleep.
The next day, on the way back from sending Liu 'er to school, Ye Ming deliberately took a detour to the nearest juvenile football school, preparing to visit it.
After all, the future of the national football team still rested on those children.
He parked the car in a garage further away and walked over.
At the school gate, he suddenly saw an eleven or twelve-year-old boy hugging a football and crying. Beside him sat his parents who were sighing.
They were all dressed very plainly, and it was obvious that their family conditions were very ordinary.
Ye Ming was a little puzzled. Could it be that the child wanted to go to the football school but his parents did not allow it?
"Little kid, why are you crying?" Ye Ming walked over and asked.
The little boy did not speak and continued to cry sadly. The boy's father beside him continued,
"Sigh, we didn't pay, and the coach didn't give our kid a chance to play. Our kid is better than everyone else, but our family doesn't have money and can't give the coach a gift, so our kid can only watch the other students who aren't as good as him play.”
"But the coach clearly came to our house some time ago and told me that my son Xia is very good and talented. If he plays more games, he might even be able to play abroad in the future. He just wants us to pay him for his hard work and said that it's not easy for him to teach him. But it's already very difficult for our family to pay for Xiao Xia's tuition every year. How can we have the money to give him a red packet? If it weren't for the fact that the child really likes football, I would have wanted him to go back to an ordinary school. Sigh!”
"What is it? There's such a thing?" Ye Ming frowned.
However, he soon understood. He had heard this rumor before. It was said that football was a sport for rich children. If they did not pay the coach, they would not be given the chance to play.
Many talented children from ordinary families gradually became mediocre because they never had the chance to play.
As for the children who paid to play, they were pampered since they were young because of their rich families. They easily lost confidence in the face of difficulties, but they did not lack opportunities to play. They kept losing and still kept playing.
In the long run, the national team formed by these people could be imagined.
Ye Ming was furious when he thought of the football match he had watched last night. It was fine if he was incapable in the past, but now that he had encountered it, he decided to take care of it to the end. At least he could not disappoint the children who really liked football, such as the little boy in front of him who was holding the football and crying sadly.
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