The "Outside" plan that Zhang Mingyu slapped his head was implemented very smoothly. Before the Sports Weekly could react, it occupied the entire Changsha newsstand. Then their "Outside" was transported to all parts of the province by cars, trains and planes, and finally achieved the goal of spreading newspapers throughout South China for the first time since their newspaper was established... In short, their big sale!

When Li Liangcai sent back to the club the interview with Chu Zhongtian, which he excerpted from the Sun, Qu Heng also planned to post this "real" interview, and at the same time, he insinuatedly accused "Century New Sports" of making up for his disregard for his professional ethics and sensationalism.

But unexpectedly, the editor-in-chief compared the two interviews and found that they were almost the same. Except for some different issues, it is impossible for Chinese journalists and British journalists to ask the same questions. They have different perspectives on things. But in some basic details, they are exactly the same!

This discovery caught Qu Heng off guard.

He personally reviewed the manuscript and compared the two interviews together. He found that in the answers to many questions, the difference between the two interviews was only in some textual expressions, and the basic meaning was the same... You should know that the interview of the Sun was translated and sent by Li Liangcai as soon as he got it. The interview of the Century New Sports was a day ahead of them, and more than one day ahead of the Sun... What does this mean? At this time, the fools knew that "Century New Sports" was not fake news, and their interview was not what Xu Xiaodi sat in the room and slapped his forehead. It was a real interview... In this way, his newspaper would just put the interview on, and a discerning person could see that they were too similar at a glance. They might even suspect that the king of the Chinese comprehensive sports newspaper, "Sports Weekly", was a plagiarized "Century New Sports".

By then, this problem will be a big deal.

Qu Heng punched the table.

In this battle, his Sports Weekly lost, and he was still very miserable.

※※All this is just because a Chinese student named "Chu Zhongtian" scored in the third round of the FA Cup, helping the team eliminate the English League One team, and was also elected as the best in the game. Xu Xiaodi finally confirmed the name of the "chu_zhongtian" as Chu Zhongtian, because he asked Chu Zhongtian himself and got a definite answer.

Thanks to the developed network, this newspaper that was only sold in South China was soon published online. Major portals, football forums, and even many websites that have nothing to do with football have reprinted this interview. The mysterious goal scorer has been named "the most awesome Chinese player in the history of playing football in England" by netizens.

Their reasons are simple and simple, but they are indescribable: "I have become the first Chinese player in history to score in the FA Cup and the first Chinese player in history to be elected the best in this game in the FA Cup. Isn't this the best Chinese player in history playing football in England?"

Due to the failure in the World Cup in 2002, the enthusiasm of the people for football has decreased in China. The Asian Cup held in China has rekindled everyone's interest in football. Chu Zhongtian's appearance has adapted to the people's expectations for heroes. When Chinese football is getting worse and worse, I always hope that there will be someone who can bring some comfort to Chinese fans in distant Europe with his outstanding performance.

Chu Zhongtian came out of nowhere to be as loyal to the will of heaven, and appeared in front of the public as an international student, an amateur player, the best FA Cup on the spot, the number one goal scorer among Chinese players... and other legendary identities, aroused everyone's curiosity and interest.

Perhaps traditional media responded slowly, but the Internet has already made a big splash for this newly emerging amateur player.

Countless forums and QQ groups are discussing the recent "Chu Zhongtian". Everyone is searching for all the information related to him online.

Chu Zhongtian revealed some personal information during an interview. Xu Xiaodi, for reasons of his promise to him and maintaining a certain degree of mystery, so as to attract more readers. He did not put all the personal information on it when writing it. He just said that he was from Sichuan. He had received ten years of professional training in the Football Class and Football School in the Children's Palace, and had also won the runner-up of the National Junior Football Championship with the team.

The powerful netizens conducted human flesh search based on these contents.

Netizens from the famous online community Maopu even claimed that there was enough information, and there was nothing in the world that could not be exposed under their powerful human search engine.

When Xu Xiaodi and Chu Zhongtian were chatting, they just thought that they would not disclose too much personal information in the interview, which would definitely make his parents know later that his son had become famous.

But they must have never expected that the Internet power in China is so powerful... In less than a day, all his detailed information was exposed - name, birthday, height, weight, ID number, parents' name, parents' work, parents' age, home address, home phone number, high school I once attended, class I worked in, high school final exam transcript, high school class teacher's name, high school principal, who is the teaching director... As long as the information that exists in this society is almost hidden, it is all in front of powerful human flesh searches.

So when enthusiastic netizens learned Chu Zhongtian’s home address and phone number, the paper finally couldn’t bear the heat… Early in the morning, Chu Zuosheng was woken up by the phone number at home. He turned on the desk lamp at the head of the bed and looked at the alarm clock. It was only 6:13. Who called so early? Zhou Xiaoxiang, the wife who was sleeping next to him, turned over and muttered: “Who is this? So early…”

Chu Zuosheng lifted the quilt and jumped off the warm bed. He didn't even have time to wear his pants, so he rushed to the living room to answer the phone in a pair of shorts.

He picked up the phone: "Hey, who do you want..."

"Are you Chu Zhongtian's father?" A young voice rang out from the other end of the phone.

"Ah? It's me..." Chu Zuosheng replied. When he heard the other party ask him if he was Chu Zhongtian's father, he thought that maybe his son's friend in the UK? There is a time difference between China and Britain. It is really difficult to grasp the time when they call. But what happened when they call at this time... "Thank you, Dad Chu! Thank you for raising a hero's son! Please take care of yourself! I'm sorry to call so early, please forgive me!"

The young voice finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Chu Zuosheng stood there in a daze with the receiver that kept making busy sounds - he was completely stunned by the last words of this man, and stood there until his wife called out in the bedroom: "Which phone number?"

"Ah? Oh... I don't know." Chu Zuosheng put down the phone suspiciously and prepared to go back to sleep. As a result, the phone rang suddenly as soon as it left its hands, which scared Chu Zuosheng, who was unprepared, and shivered.

He quickly answered the phone again. This time the voice was a thick middle-aged male voice: "Is Chu Zhongtian's family?" A strong Northeast accent, "Oh my god, it's been connected! I'll tell you, your son is so promising! Ganggang! That guy... Oh my god, I don't know what to say! Anyway, it's your son who brought honor to your two elders! He also brought honor to our China! Oh my god... Oh my god, I won't say it anymore, I'm so excited!"

This Northeastern man talked and put the phone off.

Chu Zuosheng hadn't reacted yet.

"What's going on?" My wife finally couldn't bear it anymore and ran out of the bedroom in a coat. She saw her husband wearing only a pair of underwear and vest, holding a telephone receiver in his hand, standing in a daze in the living room.

"Which one?" Zhou Xiaoxiang asked.

Chu Zuosheng did not answer her, so she walked up and reached out to shake her husband's eyes, and then hooked his soul back.

"Ah? I don't know... I don't know which one called..."

He put down the phone again, this time... Dingling--Before Chu Zuosheng answered the phone, Zhou Xiaoxiang grabbed the receiver: "Hey! Which one?" Then she pointed to her husband's two bare legs: "Go and put on your pants!"

This time, he was talking to Guangdong, and he chatted for a long time. As a result, Zhou Xiaoxiang, a pure-bred Sichuanese, basically didn't understand a single word. He barely understood before the Guangdong man hung up the phone: "Sorry."

Stewed hen? That should mean "sorry"?

"Did you call the wrong one?" Zhou Xiaoxiang hang up the phone while muttering. This time, just like last time, the phone rang again as soon as it was put down... Zhou Xiaoxiang did not answer it immediately this time, but stared at the phone that kept ringing.

The phone rang for a while and stopped.

Zhou Xiaoxiang breathed a sigh of relief, but it was only half as relaxed, and the phone rang again, scaring her so much that she almost choked by her own anger.

"Hey, which one! I'll tell you, if you call our house for harassment, I'll call the police!" Zhou Xiaoxiang fully utilized the fierceness of "Sichuan girls", especially the middle-aged "Sichuan girls", which was as spicy as dry sea pepper. He picked up the microphone and shouted without waiting for what to say there.

After shouting, I was silent for a while, and then the phone rang out.

Zhou Xiaoxiang put down the phone, and this time the ringtone rang again without any surprise. She did not answer again, but found the telephone line below and pulled it out directly.

The "morning bell" that kept ringing for almost half an hour finally disappeared, and the tranquility of the past was restored to the small house... Chu Zuosheng was lying on the bed, ignoring his wife outside. He kept thinking about the two words he had just heard. What exactly did it mean... My son Chu Zhongtian became a hero? He won glory for the country? What a mess!

Didn’t he study in the UK? How did he become a hero and bring glory to the country?

Is it a pity that my father's heart was a little bit sad. When Chinese people who came from that era mentioned "heroes", they might probably think of "martyrs"... He turned over and sat up from the bed, wanting to call his son. But how to call? His son has no cell phone there and has always been one-way contact.

When his wife Zhou Xiaoxiang came into the house and saw that her husband looked bad, she asked, "What's going on with those phones?"

Chu Zuosheng thought for a while and decided not to tell his wife about his guesses first. With his wife's psychological quality, I'm afraid she would faint before he could finish a sentence. When her son broke his arm when he played football, she cried like a tearful person, and her eyes were swollen. When he was comforting his wife outside the hospital, someone passed by and whispered: "Look at the sight of that family... the baby died at a young age..."

He was so angry that he really wanted to rush up and teach those gossiping bastards a lesson - isn't this cursing my son to die?

When you don't get the exact news, it's better not to let her know.

He shook his head: "Only one of the geniuses know what they are talking about..."

"How could strangers know about our phone number?" My wife sat on the bed, but she was no longer tired. She sat on the bed wearing a coat, covering herself with a quilt. "Oh, I heard from Xiao Chen of the unit that the telecommunications people would take out customer information and sell it. Will our numbers be sold too?"

Of course, Chu Zuosheng didn't believe this because he clearly heard his son's name. He shook his head: "It shouldn't be?"

"Who knows? Otherwise, go to the telecommunications and ask..."

In order not to make his wife angry, Chu Zuosheng nodded: "Okay, I'll go and ask during lunch break."

After being tossed by these phone calls early in the morning, the couple could no longer sleep. They put on their clothes and got up to wash and prepare to go to work.

Chu Zuosheng works in the District Education Bureau and works as an ordinary clerk. He has no status, no money, and of course he has no affair. He has a very helpful temper in the unit, so he has a good popularity. He looks very ordinary with a pair of black-framed glasses all day long. But in fact, he was a trendsetter who was a powerful player eleven years ago - he once went to sea and did business. At that time, his son was studying football outside, and his annual tuition, nutrition, training, and equipment expenses were a considerable expense. It was absolutely not enough to rely solely on his own and his wife's meager salary. So he gritted his teeth and stopped paying for a job, using his connections when he worked in the Education Bureau.

He started a wholesale business of teaching aids. He was sincere and popular with others, so he started his business very well at the beginning. Not only was it not a problem to support his son to play football, but he also bought a commercial house in the city center. Later, more and more competitors, and the people he dealt with were becoming more and more cunning, making business difficult. However, in order to support his son to play football and fulfill his dream of professional football, he had to grit his teeth and persevere. You must know that if you train a player, you can't get a million. If you don't do business, you can only rely on the dead salary every month, and you can't afford your son anyway. As a result, you finally got exhausted and got seriously ill.

Not long after, his son was excluded from the team's lineup because he did not obey the head coach's arrangement. He went to the coach to talk to him but the conversation broke down. In the end, he had no balls to play. Under the pressure of his wife, he had to let his son give up the football that both of them liked very much and study and take the college entrance examination. He also calculated his continued years and thought that it would be no problem for his son to go to college. So he took a look at the business and transferred it to a friend he met when he was doing business, and returned to work in the Education Bureau. From then on, he washed away all the bad luck and turned from a businessman who had seen the wave of reform to an ordinary civil servant.

His wife Zhou Xiaoxiang works as a class teacher in a school. The treatment is pretty good, but she is a little busy.

At noon, since their son went to the UK, they hadn't gone home for lunch and each of them settled.

After lunch that day, Chu Zuosheng said hello to his colleagues in his office and rode out on an electric bicycle. Although he knew it was not necessarily a problem with the telecommunications bureau, his wife ordered that he still had to go there. Otherwise, he would not know anything when asked at night, but he was afraid that there would be war at home again... In the eyes of outsiders, Chu Zuosheng was a little afraid of his wife, but in fact he only knew why. In order to let his son play football, he and his wife had been fighting against each other for ten years. Now he felt that he should make good compensation for his wife, so he would do whatever his wife said, so he would let his wife go as he could, and he would be fine if he felt wronged.

Locking the electric bicycle in front of the telecommunications business hall, Chu Zuosheng walked towards the business hall, and on the way he passed a newsstand. He used to look at the same time as the Chengdu Business Daily was not sold today, but he glanced at a familiar face... He exclaimed and stopped in front of the newsstand.

It was a Sports Weekly published yesterday, with a very eye-catching title on it: "Who is he?"

Below this title is a large photo, and the person in the photo is... his son Chu Zhongtian.

※※※While Chu Zhongtian's father was getting closer to the truth little by little, Chu Zhongtian was in a daze against these many notebooks.

"Hehe, it's my classmates... they want to ask you for an autograph, Chu." Emily sat on the stool opposite him, folded her hands together, and bowed to Chu Zhongtian a little apologetically.

Chu Zhongtian has not yet participated in the team's training. Because the team's first training after the game was this afternoon, he had not seen the scene of the media flocking in. However, outside the King's Ranch, he had already tasted the taste of fame. Before signing for Emily's classmates, he had signed a lot of names for Charles Philip and Joseph Kenny's friends, and then signed an autograph for Lao Yang's friends and classmates. Everyone packed books with books and took them to the Wimbledon bar to get Chu Zhongtian to sign. Yang Yang lived with Chu Zhongtian and got the moon first, so he got it right in the apartment. Poor Chu Zhongtian signed until one o'clock in the morning before going to bed... Basically, his wrists were completely numb and unconscious.

But seeing Emily's appearance, how could he bear to refuse... He sighed, picked up the notebook on the top and started signing.

While signing, I thought to myself: No wonder those celebrity signatures are like drawings, and they can’t see clearly what they are writing. It turns out that signatures are not to make people understand your name, but to try to "scratch" your name with the least strokes when signing, so that you won’t be tired…
Chapter completed!