Champion’s Heart

　　Monday morning, Qingyang Avenue, as the main road running through the north and south of Qingyang City, congestion is already the norm. The traffic lanes are almost unmovable, and even the non-motorized lanes are full of electric vehicles like tide, which looks quite spectacular.

　　Although it now emphasizes the uniqueness of the individual, the so-called each individual is very remarkable. But no matter how unique the individual is in such a torrent, it looks like an ordinary member.

　　 Zhou Jianliang is one of the ordinary members.

　　Riding an electric car, he mixed in countless similar cars and drove to the work place. At an intersection, instead of continuing, he turned right. This is not the place where he works, but there is a newspaper kiosk here.

　　 He stopped next to the newspaper kiosk, with one foot on the ground and the other foot on the pedal of the electric car. He twisted his neck and asked the boss in the newspaper kiosk: "Is the latest "Sports Weekly" here?"

　　 "Come, just come." The boss got up and took a copy to Zhou Jianliang.

　　Zhou Jianliang took the newspaper, and didn't wait for him to read it. He saw a picture of his son in a prominent position on the front page.

　　 "Zhou Yi Dezhou debut show-perfect! 》

　　Zhou Jianliang asked the boss: "Boss, how many copies of this?"

　　 "I just got 30 copies..."

　　 "I want it all!" Zhou Jianliang said.

　　 "You are all done?" The other party was taken aback. "Thirty copies, you read so much by yourself?"

　　 "Well, I brought it for others." Zhou Jianliang said.

　　 The boss did not refuse this kind of business. Anyway, it was sold to one person, and to 30 people.

　　 So he mentioned Zhou Jianliang's electric car pedals to the remaining newspapers that were still **** with rope.

　　Zhou Jianliang paid for it, carrying these newspapers and turning onto the road again, driving towards the unit.

　　After arriving at the unit, Zhou Jianliang put the car in the carport quite well, and then brought a stack of newspapers into the building.

　　He met an acquaintance in the building.

　　 "Yo, Lao Zhou, did you switch to selling newspapers?" Colleagues teased Zhou Jianliang.

　　Zhou Jianliang smiled and drew a copy from the newspaper and handed it to the other party: "Yeah, I changed the line, but not to sell, but to send! Give it, go and see!

　　 "What is this..." The other party took a look and saw the two **** letters of "Zhou Yi".

　　 "Your son?!" He looked at Zhou Jianliang in surprise.

　　 "Yeah, yeah, finally a little bit good, haha!" Zhou Jianliang continued walking with a smile, holding the twenty-nine newspapers in his hand.

　　 arrived in the office, Zhou Jianliang was like a wedding candy, like a wedding candy, see a jam. Everyone was strange at first. How did Lao Zhou change to "newsboy" today?

　　 As soon as I saw the word "Zhou Yi" on the front page, I understood it.

　　 Then congratulations to Zhou Jianliang, who has a good son.

　　 Even the leaders of their department came out to congratulate Zhou Jianliang for having a good son.

　　 Hear everyone's congratulations, Zhou Jianliang smiled on the face.

　　 For so many years, he has always been a diligent, low-key and honest person in the unit. This is the first time that such a scenery...No

　　 And when he asked for leave to take his children to Beijing to participate in the sea election finals, there were still people talking in the unit.

　　Now those people who were talking gossip behind their backs are also congratulating Zhou Jianliang.

　　Zhou Jianliang felt that they were very happy when they saw them.

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　　Qingyang Summit Peak Co., Ltd.'s predecessor was Qingyang Peak Peak Gas Appliance Factory. After restructuring, it became a joint-stock company, but it is still a state-owned enterprise. It mainly produces various gas stoves and water heaters.

　　Because of the cooperation with Qingyang Gas Company in Qingyang City, its popularity is high and its market share is relatively high. But in addition to Qingyang, it is not very popular, and there are still some Yuwei in the province. In the Chinese market, the pinnacle is a small shrimp.

　　 Zhou Yi's mother Li Cuiyun is working in the peak office, not engaged in production or sales, but engaged in administration and office.

　　 It seems that work is idle, but the income is not high. After all, sales are successful, and the front-line production wages are not low. But the main advantage of administrative work in the office is leisure and time.

　　The office is a place of yin and yang. There is only one old man in the department where Li Cuiyun is waiting to retire. The others are all women, and they are all middle-aged women. Young people, men and women, are not willing to come to this hopeless and angry office full of depression.

　　A group of old women get together to do the most work instead of chatting, chatting.

　　 East parents are short in the west, what a strange noise came from my neighbor's house yesterday, a group of people coming over all made a "you know" laughter.

　　Leading cadres are also the targets of their gossip. What kind of gossip is most popular when a certain deputy manager of the head office and a female subordinate are caught up and caught in bed. The speaker said that her mouth was flying, her expression was vivid, and her body language was rich. It was as if they were watching on the bed when they were engaged in bed. She was very lively.

Another is to discuss the more popular TV dramas recently. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law drama can always resonate. From the TV drama, it can be extended to "My friend's house and her daughter-in-law have a quarrel." The son of my distant relatives was His wife was trying to get the old couple out."... Hearing everyone's indignation, they all sighed "the world is under the sun," "unpopular people," "the young people now, and it's still good for us."

　　 And in these gossips, it is difficult to see the figure of Li Cuiyun.

　　To say that anyone in this office is really serious, it must be Li Cuiyun.

　　Every time a group of aunts enthusiastically talk about gossip, Li Cuiyun will not participate in it, but will bury his head at his desk to do things.

　　 Even the old man waiting for retirement will occasionally participate in the gossip of a group of women. Li Cuiyun is about the same age as them, and she is not too small to go, but never participates.

　　 It is not that she is not used to these people, but her character is not the kind of mother-in-law woman character, and she is not interested in this kind of gossip.

　　If someone asks her, she will take two sentences, but will not continue. Her indifferent personality will naturally cause dissatisfaction with some people in the office. Some people behind her say that she is hypocritical, but Li Cuiyun does not care about these others' evaluation of herself.

　　She still does her own thing.

　　Monday is the peak period of gossip in the office. Because the old ladies accumulated two days of gossip news, so much that they could not hold back at all.

　　 Usually the procedure is as soon as a person enters the office, closes the door, looks around, and then begins to say to everyone in the room in a mysterious tone: "Eh, have you heard?"

　　 Then there must be people who have a conversation: "What have you heard?"

　　 Next, a gossip meeting opened...

　　 Today, gossip started when Sister Kang and her neighbor’s third uncle’s son got married and talked about the topic of the children’s generation.

"Sister Wang is your son's good fortune! Graduated from a prestigious university, now working in a large Shanghai company, and earning 20,000 a month!" Sister Kang said to an elderly woman in the office who thought she had some gray hair. This woman is an office senior The oldest, second only to the man who is about to retire.

The praised Sister Wang could not conceal the proud expression on her face, but she still had to be humble on her mouth: "Ah, what's so good about Shanghai? It's so far away from home that I only come back once a year. Or is your daughter filial, Married a good husband and started a company!"

Sister Kang also has obvious joy on her face, but she also has to be humble and hypocritical in her mouth: "It's not as good as Sister Wang. You are not easy to mix with entrepreneurs this year... By the way, Xiao Zhang, your daughter did well in college this time?"

　　 The topic so naturally went to another person.

The woman is slightly younger than the two men, and the woman who looks similar to Li Cuiyun said with a frown: "Fortunately, it's okay, barely went to Xichuan University..." The smile and the words form a paradox, this may be "Chinese modesty of modesty".

　　Although Li Cuiyun did not participate, she listened to them in her ears.

　　 Especially when Sister Zhang said her daughter leaned on Nishikawa.

　　 She couldn't help but think of her son Zhou Yi. If he didn't go out to play football, he had already taken the college entrance examination, what university could he rely on? Based on his usual academic performance, let alone Tsinghua University, I am afraid it will be difficult to get to 211.

　　Think of it, maybe it's better to play football?

　　 But Li Cuiyun still has some regrets in her heart. She hopes that her son can rely on a good university and learn well, and will be more accomplished than herself and his father in the future. When she was young, she also had ambitions and dreams. She wanted to make some achievements in her work. She also took the company's excellent employee of the year. However, she encountered a huge blow in the process of going up. Now she is at ease with the status quo. She just wants to provide her son with peace and security.

　　 So she pinned her dreams and hopes to stand out on Zhou Yi's body, hoping that he would be better than blue. Zhou Yi, who was a child, was indeed very smart. When he was not in school, he could read and read.

　　 From elementary school to junior high school, the academic performance is also very outstanding, otherwise how can you rely on the listed key high school in Qingyang No.1?

　　 But later, Zhou Yi's academic performance began to decline. Perhaps it is because there are too many good students in Qingyang No.1 High School. It is not worth mentioning that many top students from other schools come here, which makes Zhou Yi lose his interest in continuing to study.

　　 Perhaps it was because he put too much energy into football, which caused him to be unintentional to learn...

　　 Now it seems that playing football is a way out. Although I can’t go to college, I didn’t even get a high school diploma in my education, but now I think it’s a success? How many people in the whole country know their son?

　　 Even the Europeans cheered him.

　　 was thinking, Li Cuiyun was touched by his arm.

　　 "Ai, Xiao Li, Xiao Li."

　　 When Li Cuiyun recovered, she saw the round face of Sister Kang.

　　 "Is there anything, Sister Kang?" Li Cuiyun asked.

　　 "How is your son doing? I haven't heard you talk about your son..." Sister Kang asked.

　　Li Cuiyun just opened her mouth, and before the voice was heard, she heard the next sister Zhang said: "Oh, Sister Kang, don't you know? Xiao Li's son didn't take the college entrance examination?"

　　 "I didn't participate?" Sister Kang's exaggerated surprised expression, "What's going on?"

Li Cuiyun wanted to speak again, but she was preempted again by Sister Zhang: "Sometimes ago, I heard that I was playing football...Where are you going?" She frowned and thought for a long time, then shook her head. Now."

"Playing football? Ouch..." Sister Kang sighed, "Now in China, what's the point of playing football? A person who doesn't watch the ball also knows that our national team is rotten to death. You can't win in a small country! Oh, Xiao Li, how can you let your son play football? Didn't he go to school in Qingyang No. 1 High School? That's a key high school!"

　　Li Cuiyun didn't open her mouth this time, she was waiting for someone to help her "explain".

Sure enough, Sister Zhang lived up to the expectations: "Eh, Sister Kang, you can't say that. Qingyang High School also divides good students from bad students? Not all high school students can rely on a good university. But... …" At this point, she sighed. "However, getting into a college is more reliable than playing football. This year, it is not easy to find a job without a college diploma, Xiao Li. Are you in a hurry?"

　　 Although these old ladies seem to care about Li Cuiyun when they open their mouths, Li Cuiyun is not stupid. Naturally they can hear the things in their words with guns and sticks.

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"That's right, Xiao Li. We know that your son likes to play football. But our parents, we must guard the children. Those harmful hobbies, we must firmly eradicate! What use do you say to play football? Can you make a lot of money? Can you make it to the elegant hall? If you go on like this, your son will be ruined in his life..."

Sister Kang's words were not finished yet. The only man in the corner of the office, the 58-year-old grandson Sun Suddenly said: "... In a Bundesliga match last night in Beijing time, our city Player Zhou Yi came off the bench to complete his debut in the Bundesliga, one goal and one assist... The German media have always voted Zhou Yi as the best player on the spot after the game. The player who came on the bench but got the best player, Zhou Yi The Bundesliga's first show is perfect. The domestic media can't wait to give Zhou Yi the title of "China Football Hope"..."

　　Reading here, he suddenly raised the volume and looked up to Li Cuiyun: "Eh, Xiao Li? Isn't this your son? Zhou Yi!"

　　He said this question aloud, as if a thunderbolt exploded in the office on a sunny day, everyone was quiet, turning his head to look at Lao Sun's head.

　　 Sister Zhang responded the fastest. She quickly said: "Eh, old grandson, can't talk nonsense? There are many people with the same name and surname in the world..."

　　Lao Suntou lifted the newspaper and pointed to the newspaper and said, "'My City Player Zhou Yi', this is Qingyang Daily!"

　　 If Lao Suntou's last sentence was a thunderbolt, then his current sentence is simply a heavy bomb