Qiu Zhi's marriage touched Zhang Jun a lot, especially after seeing the photos sent by Liu Peng, which made him feel deeply. His mind was full of Sophie wearing a white wedding dress.

So during the last few times he talked about the wedding of Qiu Zhi. He was really handsome, beautiful, handsome, beautiful, beautiful, and beautiful.

Zhang Jun's subtext is naturally: "Sophie, let's get married after you graduate!" Sophie is not a fool. Seeing that Zhang Jun is particularly interested in the wedding recently, she knew what he was thinking, but she deliberately pretended not to know.

In the end, Zhang Jun really couldn't help but mention it directly. Sophie naturally refused.

"It's too early to get married after graduation? And didn't we agree that I would develop in China for a period of time after graduation and then go abroad? Besides, you only gave me an engagement gift but did not prepare a bride price. How could you marry me? Hehehe!" Sophie joked.

"Borrow gift? Did I get the betrothal gift? You promised to marry me immediately?" Zhang Junhou asked anxiously.

"Yes!" Sophie continued to tease Zhang Jun.

"Okay, okay. You said, I'll buy it!" No matter how expensive it is, Zhang Jun won't feel distressed this time.

Sophie decided to continue to joke with Zhang Jun. "Okay, then I said, you must keep your promise! World Cup, I want the World Cup to be the dowry for our marriage, how about it? Haha!" Sophie smiled happily, Zhang Jun must have been stumped.

Sure enough, when Zhang Jun heard this word, he almost fell off the bed.

World Cup, just kidding! No matter how much money you have, you can’t afford it!

But listening to Sophie's laughter, Zhang Jun's stubborn temper suddenly came up again: "Okay! The World Cup is the World Cup! If I can't get it, I will never take the initiative to mention marriage with you!"

This time it was Sophie's turn to be surprised. Zhang Jun was actually serious! Oh no, he was joking for a moment and even forgot about Zhang Jun's bad temper. At this time, basically ten horses couldn't be pulled back. "Hey, Zhang Jun! I'm just a joke. Don't take it seriously, okay? Are you angry?" Sophie had to use the method of acting coquettishly, "Don't be angry..."

But Zhang Jun smiled: "How could I be angry? I'm serious! Even if you want the moon, I will pick it for you."

Sophie pouted: "Tsk, old-fashioned lines."

"Haha! Anyway, I think it's right. I want to win the world championship and use the World Cup as a dowry to let the whole world witness our love!" Zhang Jun said passionately. Those romance novels are really not in vain. At least they have been trained with verbal skills. But the more Sophie listens, the more she feels weaker: "Are you kidding, Zhang Jun?"

"No, I'm not kidding."

It's over, I'm going to be a widow for the rest of my life! Sophie thought "pessimistically".

"I know this is crazy, and it is almost impossible with the current situation of Chinese football. But I will show you what I want to do. Wait for me to marry you, Sophie." Zhang Jun said solemnly to Sophie as if he had swear.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Sophie accepted with a smile.

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In fact, Zhang Jun is not the only one who is stimulated.

Yang Pan would not admit it, but the weight of that idea in his heart was getting heavier and heavier. That was to find a girl to accompany him to walk the rest of his life path.

Since the last time they had a Christmas together at Yilan's family, their relationship has improved a lot. The sarcasm of meeting each other has decreased a lot, and the two will also talk about some things seriously together.

The two young men were interesting. The bearded man had seen it for a long time, but both of them were a little thin-skinned and no one wanted to say it first. He, an elder, saw it and was anxious in his heart. So it was time for him to play. So on this day, he asked Yilan to go to the training base in Bologna to send a message to Yang Pan, inviting him to finish training in the afternoon and then he had dinner there.

Yilan agreed without saying anything nonsense. This surprised the bearded man a little. He thought Yilan would pretend to refuse, but he was ready to say anything, but it was not useful.

Looking at his daughter's back, he found that sometimes he was becoming less and less confused about her, just like why her mother fell in love with him at the beginning.

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Yilan, outside the iron wire wall of the training base, looked at Yang Pan's training for a while, and then felt bored, so she wandered around alone. When she came to the parking lot, she saw Yang Pan's conspicuous red Hummer, and her eyes lit up and boredom immediately became interesting.

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Yang Pan suddenly shivered at the moment of shooting, and the football flew high out of the training ground amid the amazement of the crowd and flew to an unknown place.

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After the training, Yang Pan took a shower and changed clothes in the locker room, but he was still entangled by some local Chinese students. While signing them and satisfying their desire to take a photo, he walked towards the parking lot.

Finally, the last enthusiastic fan was sent away, but Yang Pan found a man sitting on the front cover of his Hummer engine, a girl, looking at him with a smile.

Yang Pan felt a little cold, and this feeling was the same as when he was masturbating on the training ground. Because Yilan rarely smiled at him on his own initiative.

"You are very popular!" Yilan sat on the front of the Hummer, shaking her legs and laughed. It seemed as if she was sitting on a rock on the river bank, not a car.

Yang Pan felt a little sorry for his car, but was afraid that he would anger the girl and let his beloved car go unlucky, so he had to laugh and said, "It's okay..."

"But you made me wait for a long time!" Yilan was still smiling, but Yang Pan was sweating coldly. "But I don't know you're coming..."

"So when I was bored, I practiced my skills in your car." Yilan finally jumped out of the car. Only then did Yang Pan see that the place behind her had been blocked by her was covered with messy things. He almost screamed out at that time. His Hummer...

Seeing Yang Pan trying hard to wipe the car, Yilan stood aside and laughed. Yang Pan took the time to glared at her fiercely.

"Don't you want to ask me why I'm here today? This is my first time!"

"I know! Maybe you're in a mess!"

Yilan didn't care about Yang Pan's bad attitude. She still smiled and said, "You should say that my dad was so fucked. He actually wanted to take the initiative to invite you to my house for dinner."

Yang Pan stopped the work in his hand and looked at Yilan incredible: "When?"

“Tonight.”

Yang Pan threw the rag into the car, then opened the car door, and waved his head to Yilan: "Get into the car."

"So anxious?" Yilan was a little surprised by Yang Pan's performance. Could it be that he was also looking forward to the opportunity to have dinner together?

"I'm hungry."

Yilan rolled her eyes and found that her paranoia tended to worsen.

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On the way to Yilan's house at the "Chinachina" restaurant, Yang Pan played music as usual. But the music made Yilan frown because she couldn't understand and didn't like this style.

Yang Pan is playing Cui Jian's album today.

"Do you like listening to music?" Yilan asked Yang Pan.

"Well, just listen if you're fine."

“So what kind of music do you like?”

"Whatever you want, I will listen to it as long as it sounds nice, no matter what type."

"So, besides your Chinese music, do you listen to other countries?"

"It's all the same, as long as it sounds nice, regardless of nationality."

Yilan reached out and turned off the CD, which made Yang Pan feel unexpected. "Stop listening to this, I feel so furious. When I get to my place, I will give you an album. It sounds hundreds of times better than yours, and I often listen to it." She took out the CD and turned it in her hand.

"What's the name?"

"My name is Yilan." Yilan said in French, but Yang Pan must understand because Yang Pan learned a lot with her father.

Sure enough, Yang Pan turned his head to look at Yilan: "You could have recorded it yourself, right?" He smiled, very badly.

Yilan ignored him and just turned his head and looked out the window in a daze.

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When the bearded store manager saw Yang Pan, he naturally felt a passionate hug, and then took him into the "private room", and Yilan went upstairs to change his clothes.

Yang Pan grabbed the bearded man and asked him to honestly explain whether he had another idea. "Is it necessary to sign or photo this time? Let's talk about it."

The bearded man smiled innocently and said, "Where are you thinking about? Can't we have a happy meal together?"

But Yang Pan always felt that this smile had a deep meaning, but if someone invited him, he would not be polite and just eat it. Anyway, the bearded man would not drug the food.

It's just a meal, and it's very simple to eat. The bearded man just asked some things about the team. For ordinary fans like him, some news about the team is still very interested. Yang Pan also said what he should say, and he will never say what he shouldn't say. The bearded man also knew, so he didn't ask what he shouldn't ask, so as not to make Yang Pan feel embarrassed.

Yilan just kept her head silently eating.

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On the way back, Yang Pan found his thoughts funny. He thought that the bearded man had a plan to ask him for dinner, such as a blind date... nothing happened, he just had a meal. It seemed that he was a little self-indulgent.

He lowered his head and glanced at the CD in the passenger seat. It was when Yilan lent him to him before leaving. It was the one "My name is Yilan".

Yang Pan just glanced at him and didn't mean to listen to it. He had a habit of listening to music. He only listened to a few fixed songs for a period of time, and changed after a period of time when he was tired of listening.

Now this period is "Chinese original rock time", and he only displays albums from various domestic rock bands on his CD. As for that French album, due to the inconsistent style, it is obviously not time to change the plate.

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After the training the next afternoon, Yang Pan saw Yilan on the front of his beloved car again. This time Yilan did not graffiti in the car, but just came to tell him that his father invited him to have a meal again.

Yang Pan is a little confused. Are you addicted to treating a bearded man?

But if someone invites you, the person who is invited will not refuse. He still just sits together to have dinner and chat. However, Yilan still sits aside and says silently, just as the audience.

In the next two days, Yang Pan was not in Bologna because he wanted to go to the away game with the team and was not in Bologna. The bearded man did not mention asking Yang Pan to have dinner together.

Not only Yang Pan can't understand, but even Yilan can't understand what her father's intention was. She is on holiday now, and it's also true that she has nothing to do. She doesn't have to push her to Yang Pan every day if she feels annoyed.

After dinner, Yilan returned to the bedroom, lay on the bed, looking at Yang Pan's photos covered with walls. After calculation, it was almost a year since he collected his things. When he saw Yang Pan's reports and photos, he couldn't help but collect them.

Thinking about the fact that when they were alone in the car, she had thousands of chances to confess to him, but for some reason, she couldn't say a word, but she was very fluent in what she shouldn't say. Is it really a conditioned reflex that she usually quarrels with him?

I wonder what he was thinking?

Yilan turned over and hugged the dog-shaped pillow and gradually fell asleep in her fantasy.

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In Sunday's league, I rushed back to Bologna that night, rested for half a day on Monday, and trained as usual in the afternoon. Who said that the team's performance was not ideal? Mr. Chairman was very angry.

Yang Pan parked the Hummer in the parking lot. As soon as he got out of the car, he heard Bellucci say "Huh".
To be continued...