King of the Bay Area

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"Mom? Mom! I'm back."

Lu Ke pushed open the door of the house, and it seemed that he had never moved out. He called out in a loud voice, waited for a while, but did not hear a response, then shouted again, "Dad ... Dad!"

"Xiao Ke?" Lu Zhengzheng's voice came from the study, and then quickly walked out, put on his pajamas, holding a reading glasses in his hand, "You are back."

"Dad, my mother?" Lu Ke nodded, his eyes still searching.

"Your mother is taking a shower." Lu Zhengzheng quickly replied, "What's the matter with you? Did you party with your teammates today?"

Lu Zheng looked up and down, and Lu Zheng couldn't help laughing. "It's nothing special to call you back. Today is your birthday. Originally yesterday, my mother and I were going to call you back, but thinking, Today is the game day, we still try not to affect your preparations, just wait for the game to end. Anyway, you still have to eat a bowl of longevity noodles for your birthday. "

Lu Ke scratched his head and laughed aloud twice, "I forgot myself, and thought you also forgot. If it wasn't Uncle Li who came to the parking lot and gave me a birthday gift, I wouldn't even remembered."

Lu Zhengzheng used the reading glasses in his hand to order Lu Ke, "I guessed it. In order to prepare for this game, you must have forgotten everything. Hurry up, take a bath, you don't put it on like this for a while Your mother is scared. "

Lu Ke nodded again and again, and Da Ladi took steps towards the stairs.

Looking at the landing footsteps, huh, huh, left a lot of wet footprints, Lu Zhengrui could not help but widened his eyes, "Xiaoke, you ... you guys, all of you are cream, and don't put on shoes Take it off, and then go over, you now make the hall like this, just like the scene of the murder, your mother will definitely say me later. "

"I'm going to sue my mother. You said the home was the scene of the murder." Lu Ke's voice came from above the stairs, with a touch of mischief, and said openly.

Lu Zhengzheng suddenly panicked, "Don't tell your mother about this. Xiaoke? Ah? Xiaoke!"

However, Lu Ke did not respond. He left the landing and stood alone in the corner of the hall on the first floor, looking at the creamy footprints left on the scene, and smiled helplessly, "This guy has this appearance from childhood to most. Still not growing up. "

...

After taking a shower, the tight muscles finally relaxed a little, changed a set of dry clothes, and returned to his room while wiping his hair.

The room is still the familiar look in memory, there is no change, it can be seen that Jiang Youning is still cleaning the room regularly, keeping it clean and tidy, as if he will come back at any time; a thick book is placed on the desk Next to the album, there is a neat stack of handwritten letters next to it.

A brief look at the letter from the fans. Despite the age of full digitalization, there are still many people who are nostalgic, who are accustomed to communicating with Hongyan and reading paper books. Those retro ways still remember those simple and pure years.

What's even more amazing is that there is neatly placed letter paper next to it, and then there is a small stack of replies. Looking at the handwriting on the envelope, we know that these are all written by Lu Zhengzheng and Jiang Youning, one by one. The top one has not been received in the envelope yet, Lu Ke unfolds and reads carefully:

"Dear Simona,

Hello, I am Lu Ke ’s father Jack, thank you very much for your letter.

First of all, I hope your college life can get on track as soon as possible. I always believe that dreamers are the source of power to change the world and the whole society. This is the most precious spirit I learned from Lu Ke. Fortunately, you are also a dreamer.

...

I know that you are looking forward to landing Ke's reply. Regrettably, he must now devote himself to busy training every day for his every effort; but your support, as well as the support of other fans, is always the biggest motivation for Lu Ke to continue to move forward. Lu Ke is realizing his dream, and hope you can realize your dream.

Sincerely,

Jack Lu. "

This is a simple but sincere reply. The lines are full of sincere emotions of landing regularity.

In fact, the interaction between the fans and the players is relatively limited. After all, the fan base is too large. It is impossible to rely on the players ’own power. It is impossible to take care of them one by one; now is the era of social networks, players can directly communicate with fans through the network platform This has become more efficient and more direct, but in the end, it is still an impossible task to take care of each fan separately.

At this point, the agent plays an important role, they often shoulder the responsibility of managing fans. Lu Ke ’s social networking platform is that Lech hired a professional team to take care of it; and the part of the handwritten letter is that Lu Zhengzheng and Jiang Youning took over. The sincerity and kindness of a handwritten letter is not comparable to the automatic reply of the computer. of.

It is too weak to rely solely on the power of Lu Zhengzheng and Jiang Youning, but at least, they are still holding on.

This reminds Lu Ke of Juliet's former residence in Verona, Italy.

Because of the relationship between the classic drama "Romeo and Juliet", Juliet has entrusted countless young girls' hopes for romantic love, so Juliet's former residence has become the best resort for lovers and couples to make good wishes. At the same time, girls from all over the world have written letters to Juliet's former residence to tell their love troubles and look forward to waiting for their own love.

To this end, the Verona City Hall has set up a volunteer project to receive letters from all over the world, and wrote the reply letter by "Juliet". These Juliets are all female volunteers, sharing their experiences and Mood, build a communication bridge with the letter, sincerely pray for them for the coming of love.

Now, Lu Zhengzheng and Jiang Youning are maintaining the sincere bond between Landing and the fans. Even the weakest force can change the turning point of life's destiny.

In the album next to the thick letters, photos of Lu Ke are collected. Each photo corresponds to every game since the past one and a half seasons, or was taken on the spot of the candlestick stadium, or a photo of all friends watching the away game at home collectively, and every moment is truly recorded.

The love and commitment in Oriental culture is more restrained, more gentle and more subtle, but this does not mean being insignificant. Maybe they do n’t speak out often, but their inner weight and warmth are not inferior. Like a safe haven, a tall lighthouse has been erected, silently waiting behind forever.

Leaving the room and going down the stairs, there was a strong smell of chicken soup in the air, with a hint of sweetness, lingering under the creamy yellow light, which outlined the fog and mist in the kitchen, which was vaguely audible. To the boiling sound of the grunt, and the sound of the chopper and the cutting board colliding.

Lu Zhengzheng was sitting at the dining table at the moment, wearing his reading glasses, reading through a thick stack of materials, and seemed to be studying with concentration; Jiang Youning was wearing an apron and was busy in the kitchen. She had just bathed and had wet hair It wasn't blow dried yet, but she was casually curled into a bun, rolled up the sleeves of her pajamas, and was busy busy.

There is no special picture, it is such a common moment, but it reveals a taste of home.

Lu Ke's footsteps could not help but stopped at the stairs, quietly enjoying a moment of warmth.

"How? Have you researched a way to come?" Jiang Youning asked in a loud voice.

Lu Zhengze shook his head gently, "The game is not easy to play next week. Now the Chicago Bears are in good defensive form, and the league is second. The anti-run is similar to ours. If it is an anti-pass, we are currently the first in the league. We catch the player. The state of the world is always ups and downs, and Xiao Ke ’s play will be crucial this week. "

"After a while, Xiao Ke, you don't want to mention these things. He is so stressed now. We laypeople, who know nothing about the situation, and then yelling and pointing here, aren't they making trouble?" Jiang Youning didn't say much. What, instead, took the initiative to persuade, "I think Xiao Ke is playing well now."

Lu Zhengrui took off his glasses and waved his hands again and again, "I know I know. I am also worried now, Xiaoke is under too much pressure. Alas, it turns out that we are old. When no one paid attention before, we are worried; We are also worried. Our pressure is already so great, I really do n’t know how much pressure Xiao Ke is carrying. "

"Why, you still do not accept old? That pair of glasses is taken off every day, let you take it with you, you are hard-mouthed, and pretend you are a 30-year-old young?" Jiang Youning teased with a smile, "I The noodles are all ready, you call Xiao Ke down, finish eating early, let him go back early, he will get up early again tomorrow training. He must be exhausted today. "

"Ah. Okay." Lu Zhengzheng carefully collected all the materials in his hand and put them in the cabinet next to it, and then he got up.

Lu Ke suddenly panicked and quickly backed away a few steps back to the top of the stairs, and then deliberately increased his footsteps, pretending that he had just come downstairs, and saw Lu Zhengzheng on the head, "Xiao Ke, you come down, just your mother Prepare the noodles, hurry and come over to eat. "

Jiang Youning also came out with the chicken soup longevity noodles at this time, and Lu Guang saw Lu Ke with a smile on his face, "Xiao Ke, come here, eat a bowl of longevity noodles, this is considered a birthday. I know a nutritionist Having said that, avoid supper as much as possible, so I did n’t eat too much noodles, you just eat a bite and drink a little chicken soup. "

"That chicken soup is an old hen. Your mother made an appointment two weeks in advance. The domestic chicken found on the Texas farm started to boil after the game came back today." Lu Zhengze said enthusiastically.

Lu Ke opened the chair, sat down, and looked at the bowl of orange-yellow chicken noodle soup in front of him. There was nothing extra, a roll of longevity noodles, a few green onions floating, and a fried poached egg, But the thick fragrance came tangy, and the hot temperature was spinning above the fingertips, revealing the familiar fragrance in memory when I was a child, and the mist of the mist came up.

Suddenly, Lu Ke's eyes burst into tears.