"Eh? Come back tomorrow. I'll get your dad to pick you up…"
Zheng Huifang was overjoyed when she received her son's call.
Xuan had stayed abroad alone for more than a year. She missed him every day.
He had been rejected by the national football team and could not get a chance to try out.
During his most autistic period, he locked himself in his room every day.
Chu Jianzhong asked him to go to the dining room to help, and the father and son even had a big fight.
Zheng Huifang's heart ached just thinking about it.
She didn't know when Xuan would come back, but her son called.
"…No need, I'll take a taxi back. The restaurant is so busy…"
"How expensive is a taxi? Now that you've earned money as a star player, you're starting to squander it, right?”
"I…"
"Alright, let your dad pick you up! Send me the flight number later."
"Alright, alright, then you guys go to bed early. It's already midnight in China.”
After hanging up the phone, Zheng Huifang turned her head and saw her husband, Chu Jianzhong, pretending to lean against the bed and watch TV.
Looking at his absent-minded appearance, he must have been eavesdropping on her call just now.
Zheng Huifang cursed in her heart. He was already 50 years old. Why was he fighting with a child?
If you have the ability, father and son will never speak for the rest of their lives!
Zheng Huifang got angry just thinking about it.
If it wasn't for Chu Jianzhong being stubborn and not supporting the child to play football.
Could he have been so dispirited before?
Chu Jianzhong was obviously eavesdropping, but he pretended to ask,"
"Who is it? Why are you calling so late?"
"Your son! Pick him up at the airport tomorrow! Did you hear that?" Zheng Huifang stared at him hatefully.
Chu Jianzhong was stunned, he really couldn't figure out why this woman was suddenly angry.
"Okay, okay…I'll take it."
……
"Sir, do you need a hot towel?"
On the plane, Xuan woke up in a daze.
However, she saw an exquisite-looking air stewardess squatting beside her and saying gently.
From Dortmund to Dubai for a transfer before flying back to Xiaojiang City.
The journey took more than ten hours.
Xuan booked first class for a more comfortable journey.
Anyway, he didn't need to think too much about money now.
In the end, the first-class air stewardess was very attentive to him and would always find an excuse to talk to him.
"Alright, I'll do it. Thank you."
Xuan took the hot towel and wiped his face.
It was indeed quite comfortable. The sleepiness from his journey had dissipated quite a bit.
There was also a handsome man sitting opposite the passage. He looked a little feminine and seemed a little familiar.
Xuan couldn't recognize him. He felt like he was in a boy band or a popular celebrity.
He saw Xuan had a hot towel and was a little displeased.
"Waiter, I want a hot towel too.”
The flight attendants hated it when others called them attendants. The delicate air stewardess forced a smile.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao. The hot towel has been used up. Can I give you a wet towel?"
How could a cold wet towel compare to a hot towel?
The popular young man surnamed Xiao's face darkened and he immediately wanted to flare up.
The manager beside him quickly pulled his arm.
This guy already had a lot of dirt on him, and the company had to spend a lot of money to suppress it.
If he were to act like a big shot now, wouldn't he be looking for trouble if he was exposed?
The popular young man was helpless. He could only suppress his emotions and glare at Xuan.
Xuan was baffled.
Was this person crazy?
Anyway, it was just a small episode on the journey.
Xuan was booed by tens of thousands of people in the away game.
He didn't think much of it.
It was just barking. It would be beneath him to pay attention to them.
When the plane finally landed, Xuan carried his bag and prepared to leave the cabin.
However, she saw the pretty air stewardess greeting her affectionately.
"Goodbye."
Then Xuan felt his hand go cold. There was something else.
When he walked out of the cabin, he saw that the stewardess had secretly grabbed his hand and stuffed a small note into his mouth.
On it was a string of phone numbers.
Xuan shook his head, tearing up the paper and throwing it into the trash can.
That delicate and pretty girl was very good-looking, and her figure was also very good.
However, they were just passersby.
There was no need to forcefully drag them together.
If it wasn't necessary, Xuan wouldn't take the initiative to hit on girls.
He only hoped that his leg could recover and that he could stand on a higher stage.
He had no time to think about anything else.
Recently, they had been in contact with Julian Shaw, and they were only talking about the show.
Whenever Julian wanted to talk about something else, Xuan would find an excuse to hang up.
He had a feeling that Julian was greedy for him.
The heat in her eyes seemed to want to eat him up.
What if he really fell in love with her and became her boyfriend?
Good heavens, then Xuan might as well bid farewell to his quiet life.
At that time, there would definitely be countless scandals and countless paparazzi squatting at the door.
The reporter's interview topic changed from simple football to gossip.
"Chu, can you talk about your relationship with Julian? When are you getting married?"
Xuan felt troubled just thinking about it.
That's right, Julian Sauer was good-looking and had a great figure.
Otherwise, she would not have become the goddess of the German public and the dream lover of countless players.
But Xuan would rather be quiet and less disturbed.
Apart from Julian, there was also Anya Hans.
Xuan actually liked Anya.
It wasn't that kind of liking, but that he felt comfortable being with An Ya.
Every day when they returned home, they would quietly read in the living room.
From time to time, An Ya would thoughtfully cut some fruit for herself and pour some water.
She was simply too virtuous.
Moreover, chatting with An Ya was a great experience.
She was simply too rational as she spoke in a gentle voice.
Xuan would often discuss football tactics with Anya and the playstyles of other teams.
They even discussed the specific technical movements of the players.
It was said that An Ya had received professional football training when she was young, and she was also very logical when she spoke.
He could give Xuan some inspiration from time to time.
But Xuan wasn't sure about An Ya.
It was as if the two of them had a tacit understanding to treat each other as siblings.
As for the rest, they didn't think too much about it.
It seemed like they were the only girls Xuan interacted with.
Chu Qianqian was his cousin, so she wasn't counted.
Oh, and Elena.
She had met him by chance.
Then, for some reason, their relationship became closer and closer.
Xuan was thinking about the elven princess when his phone rang.
Whoa, it was Elena.
"Chu, have you returned to the country?"
"Yeah, you called me as soon as I got off the plane.”
"Alright…I was going to play with you during the Christmas holidays.”
Elena sounded disappointed.
"I'm not far away. Besides, didn't you come to watch the match?"
"Yes, yes, yes! After the winter break, I'll go watch your competition!”
Xuan had just returned to the country when he suddenly received a call from Yi Lianna.
He did not know what was wrong with this little girl recently. She was a little strange.
In the past, the two of them were very normal. Occasionally, they would talk on the phone or chat on Face.
It seemed that Elena had been calling more and more frequently since a while ago.
She wished she could chat with him every day.
Xuan didn't find it annoying.
Elena looked spoiled, but she was actually very understanding and sensible.
She never disturbed Xuan when he was busy.
Only when she was sure Xuan was free would she start chatting.
It was nice to chat with such a sunny and lively girl.
However, Xuan felt that the elven princess was suddenly a little clingy.
She…what was going on?
The two of them were on the phone when Xuan walked to the airport exit.
As soon as he came out, he heard an explosion in front of him.| There were deafening cheers and screams.
There were even a few words that said," XX, I love you "," XX is so handsome "…
Elena also felt that the phone was a little noisy.
"Sigh! What's going on…Chu, are your fans here to pick you up?”
So wild| It was indeed a group of fans.
Xuan saw them raise the signboard in his direction, waving wildly.
And most of them were female fans.
？？？
That's impossible. I have so many fans in China?
Were they here to pick him up?
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