King of the Bay Area

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Lei Qingkong couldn't help leaning against the back of the chair, rubbing the painful temple, but the tiredness and sleepiness above his body were still lingering. He couldn't help but stood up and stretched out a large lazy waist, bones and muscles There was a gurgling rubbing sound, and the hardship that had been suppressed for a whole day and dull for a whole day was finally relieved slightly.

But the work is still not over.

Turning his head, he looked out of the window at the magic capital at midnight. The magic at two o'clock in the morning was shrouded in a thin layer of mist. The strange lights of the city were revealed indistinctly, and the steep skyline became blurred. Up, this still can't hide the coldness and alienation of skyscrapers, as if I can't feel a little temperature.

After all, he still didn't like the life in the office. He couldn't help but miss the green grass, miss the rush and impact on the field, miss the offensive team and defensive teammates fighting side by side, miss the wanton sweat He and Zhang Yang miss those glorious moments when he used his power to become an integral part of the team, even if he was sweating and bleeding, he could feel the vitality of his life boiling.

Unfortunately, the injury eventually interrupted his dream. He reluctantly left the stadium, returned to the office, became a fund manager, and became an ordinary member of the city ’s countless square boxes for life. Now, He is thirty-six years old, he is no longer young, and those bloody, unruly life has become a thing of the past.

Dreams, it's time to hide in memories.

With a long breath, the short rest adjustment was over. He returned to the desk again, cheered up, and started to get busy again.

"Ding."

"Ding Ding Ding."

"Ding."

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding."

WeChat reminder sounds continued from the mobile phone next to it, and messages kept rolling one after another. Lei Qingkong tried to ignore these messages. It was already early in the morning, and he still had work to complete, and he had no time to take care of these detailed chats. It is estimated that a group of sleepless night owls are talking nonsense.

However, they could n’t stop at all, and they were still getting worse. More and more, Ding Ding Dang was like a blacksmith ’s shop, slamming on the eardrum, and there was no way to calm his emotions. Down, so annoying that people just want to get angry.

"Grass." Lei Qingkong scolded harshly, and threw the phone into the drawer heavily, but the muffled sound was still lingering in his ears.

After all, Lei Qingkong still couldn't hold it back, opened the drawer again, took out his mobile phone, quickly opened the software, and started to read it. In just a few minutes, WeChat had already brushed more than 100 articles-now it has been It was two o'clock in the morning, as if a deep-water torpedo blew everyone out.

This is a local rugby group in Modu.

In fact, even now, even across the country, rugby fans and rugby practitioners are really limited. After all, the promotion of rugby is still at a very preliminary stage, but it is undeniable that there are still a group of fanatic fans here, who He sweat was dedicated to rugby, and all his enthusiasm was burned for this sport.

They are the founders and pioneers of the sport.

Therefore, they are always closely united and contribute all their strength. For football, even the weakest bit of power is essential.

This group is made up of comrades from Modu. There are avid football lovers, players who play football in their spare time, and young people who are determined to become professional football players.

But it is already two o'clock in the morning, what is going on here? Do they not need training tomorrow? A group of lunatics!

Lei Qingkong quickly sent a message, "Are you all crazy? Don't you get up early today for training? What are you going to stay up all night to chat about?"

"Uncle Kong was also blown out!"

"Ah, Uncle Kong Uncle Kong Uncle Kong! Really? Is all this true?"

"Can't believe it! Uncle Kong, hurry up, you and the NFL China / China official confirm, is it true?"

"Uncle Kong, you first look at the chat log."

"Chat log! Chat log! Make sure you don't have any drowsiness at all!"

...

Lei Qingkong just sent a sentence, and the group exploded again, and a series of replies burst out instantly.

Swipe your finger quickly, flip through the chat history, and then find the beginning of the chat.

"Hey, hello, I just saw the NFL official website news, next Friday's promotion in the magic city, the mysterious guest is Bambi, really fake? Real fake? Real fake?

"Anyone? Hello, anyone? I'm speechless now, who can respond to me? I need to confirm the truth!"

"Hello? Everyone is asleep? What's the matter? Am I sleepwalking? I dream that Bambi is coming over to Modu? Isn't it!"

The first three news came from the same person, Zhou Yuxiang, who just turned 18 this year and is a player with a flag football background. He is considering studying in the UK or the United States and participating in semi-professional football training.

The so-called flag football is actually a simplified version of the sports developed by the NFL to promote football. The intention is to introduce the basic rules and skills of American football to young people around the world.

Compared with formal rugby, the flag football rule does not allow holding and pushing people. The defensive player pulls a flag on the belt of the passing player and the offense is blocked. This is a safe "non-impact" sport Now it has gradually formed its own little league and fan group.

Sun Tongfei: Don't spread random April Fool's Day jokes, it's not funny.

Zhou Yuxiang: Xiaofei Xiaofei, you finally appeared!

Zhou Yuxiang: I ’m not kidding. Really, I saw the news on the NFL official website. I ’m not Xiao Wei, who is full of trains, do you still believe me?

Sun Tongfei: Yes.

Zhou Yuxiang: Small plane, you say it again?

Zhang Sanfan: I just landed on the official website to read the news. This is true. The official website's homepage has news. However, the NFL China / China has not yet moved, and may still need to wait for further confirmation.

Zhou Yuxiang: Did you see it?

Zhou Yuxiang: I see it!

Zhou Yuxiang: I see it! ! ! Small aircraft children's shoes!

Sun Tongfei: Afan, really?

Zhang Sanfan: Yes.

Zhou Yuxiang: Small plane, you ignore me! You do n’t believe me! Ooo, what should I do, I was abandoned by a small plane, I will be alone / guard / empty / room in the future, my God, what can I do

Zhang Sanfan: Xiangxiang, Bambi is coming to Modu. Your first reaction is to be abandoned by Xiaofei?

Zhou Yuxiang: ... please don't pierce me, please? Afan, honest people are not so honest, to be honest, you are a fox! Right? I guess right!

Zhou Yuxiang: Xiaofei, how is it, Bambi is here, are you excited? You are also a quarterback. Would you like to learn from Bambi?

Sun Tongfei: Don't make fun of me.

Sun Tongfei: Bambi is a professional player, I am only an amateur player. This cannot be compared. But in theory, we are all ordinary people, even if it is Bambi, he is not a superman, we can still compete in the same field. In this year's professional bowl, I can copy the performance of Bambi in the skill game. At least I can try it. I don't think our gap can't be filled.

Zhou Yuxiang: The small plane is here again, and the bottom of the bucket is a horn! Play the lute on the plane! Sparrows lay goose eggs!

Sun Tongfei: Afan, do you think I can't compare with Bambi? I'm not saying that I'm better than Bianbi, or whatever, but at least, we can take a look at the same field.

Zhang Sanfan: ...

Yang Nan: ...

Shi Yao: ...

Wang Sixin: ...

Zhang Jiaju: ...

Zhou Yuxiang: ...

Zhou Yuxiang: Hahahaha, small plane, you see, Afan is too honest to lie, everyone keeps formation together.

Sun Tongfei: Do n’t get me wrong, I do n’t mean that. I just think that, in theory, Bambi is also an ordinary person, and I am also an ordinary person. We can still compete against each other, it is just friendly exchanges.

Zhang Jiaju: I think your focus is wrong.

Zhang Jiaju: The key point should not be: Bambi is coming!

Zhang Jiaju: Bambi!

Zhang Jiaju: Bambi!

Zhang Jiaju: Bambi!

Wang Sixin: Yes, right, Bambi is coming! I can't believe it! What is Bambi? Is the Son of God! Still the light of the motherland! Or maybe a football ambassador!

Zhang Sanfan: I want to kill Bambi once.

Shi Yao: Good idea!

Yang Nan: Good idea!

Wang Sixin: Good idea!

Sun Tongfei: ... This is not fair. I said that comparing with the spot, you will vomit me; Afan said that if you want to kill the spot, you say a good idea. You group of friends!

Shi Yao: That's because you are too windy / sassy.

The entire chat log was brushed up in a mammoth manner, and in Lei Qingkong reading the chat log slot, more than one hundred pieces were brushed fiercely, more and more people were awakened, and then the collective was all excited.

Lei Qingkong is no exception.

He sat on the chair in a daze, the phone was placed in the palm of his hand, and there was a blank in his mind. There was no thinking at all, but the smile on the corner of his mouth rose slowly and slowly, and now he is full of heart. Only one idea:

Ban Bi is coming to the magic.

Ban Bi is coming to the magic!

The big boy who has created countless history, the big boy who announced to the world that Asian players can stand on the professional arena, and with his own feet and hands, he broke through the world in the professional league. Big boy, the boy who ignited hope for China / China and even Asia, the boy who guided the road ahead of countless Chinese / Chinese football fans ...

He is coming soon.

The joy, the excitement, the happiness, were full of chests, which made Lei Qingkong's fingertips start to tremble uncontrollably, the enthusiasm deep in the heart burned again, fourteen years, he Waited for fourteen years-

In 1998, as the national champion of rugby, he followed the university team to participate in the first national rugby championship. He witnessed glory and experienced weakness; he experienced glory and felt pain; from rugby To American football, but the deep love for football has never been extinguished.

Now, fourteen years later, he finally waited for the first light of Chinese football.