Chapter 1272 Football

Time came to August 2008. Zhang Xiaobai had been in Jiangcheng for more than two months.

This month is destined to be unforgettable, as the Yanjing Olympic Games was successfully held.

Usually they don't show it, just doing their own work and living their own lives, but at certain moments, no matter how ordinary people are, they will show an extraordinary behavior, such as showing patriotism.

When Wenshan suffered a major earthquake, the Su family donated money. Su Jiawang and Su Jiaqiang followed the Tangcheng rescue team to Wenshan for disaster relief.

They feel that this is an inevitable matter.

During the Yanjing Olympics, the Su family likes to gather together to watch games, especially the national team games. No matter what the event, no matter whether they understand it or not, they will be excited as long as they win, and they will cheer for the athletes even if they lose.

Apart from being able to run, Zhang Xiaobai is an idiot in other sports. He can't even play table tennis, the national sport.

But I like the excitement and the excitement, and even gave up a lot of time studying to watch the Olympics with the Su family.

On this day, Su Jiaqiang came with two dozen beers. After putting them down, he looked at Zhang Xiaobai with a smile.

Zhang Xiaobai frowned, "Second brother, what does this mean? Why did you change the beer?"

Su Jiaqiang said with a smile: "Today's game, you have to drink beer to watch it!"

Zhang Xiaobai paid attention to the game schedule, thought about it carefully and said, "There are no important games today!"

Su Jiaqiang sat down on the sofa, opened two bottles of wine, and handed one to Zhang Xiaobai, "Brother-in-law, today's game is so important. At least for me, it is comparable to our national team's game."

Zhang Xiaobai smiled and said: "Listen to this, today is not our national team's game, so what is there to watch?"

Su Jiaqiang said: "It looks good, it must look good. Today is Argentina vs. Brazil!"

Zhang Xiaobai immediately understood, curled his lips and said: "Second brother, I really have no interest in football."

There is really no interest. Not only Zhang Xiaobai, but the Su family except Su Jiaqiang have no interest in football because the national football team is a bit bad.

Su Jiaqiang became a little anxious and said, "If you watch this game with me, I will definitely make you interested in football."

Zhang Xiaobai smiled and said, "This is a bit difficult!"

Su Jiaqiang said: "After drinking this bottle and watching this game, if you are no longer interested, I promise not to watch games with you in the future."

The reason why he came to Zhang Xiaobai was because Su Jiaqiang could not find anyone else. After training Su Jiawang and Su Qian for so many years, these two people still had no interest in football, not to mention the eldest brother, who did not dare to disturb him. .

Watching football alone is boring, but watching football with a few people drinking and bragging is enjoyable.

There was really no other way, Su Jiaqiang could only place his hope on Zhang Xiaobai.

There is a big living room and a big TV. The two of them are sitting on the sofa, drinking and watching.

The two teams officially entered the venue.

Zhang Xiaobai brought some peanuts and ham sausages from the kitchen to drink and looked at them casually.

"Second brother, which team are you a fan of?"

Su Jiaqiang's eyes were already bright. He took a big sip of beer, wiped his mouth and said, "Argentina!"

Zhang Xiaobai said, "Although he doesn't like football, he still knows some football knowledge."

Both countries are football powerhouses. Argentina produced Maradona, and Brazil produced Pele, both of whom are world champions.

Su Jiaqiang said the word "Argentina" sonorously, and then added in a low voice, "Argentina, don't cry for me!"

Zhang Xiaobai was a little dazed, and turned to look at Su Jiaqiang beside him. He had never seen such an expression on his face before. He was very quiet, and there was a touch of sadness in the silence.

Su Jiaqiang is a rough man with a hot temper, talks loudly and laughs loudly, and never cares about the details in life.

At this time, she was like a delicate woman, sentimental and affectionate.

Zhang Xiaobai asked softly: "Is there a story?"

The game has started, and the two teams are competing for a ball. One of the reasons Zhang Xiaobai doesn’t like football is that it’s boring for so many people to compete for just one ball? And I couldn’t get one in for half a day.

Su Jiaqiang said: "The story is very long!"

Zhang Xiaobai smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I have wine!"

You have stories and I have wine. You tell me and I listen.

It is enough to have such a confidant in life.

Su Jiaqiang raised his thumb and nodded heavily, "Interesting!"

It's not a joke, Su Jiaqiang really takes it seriously.

The game was going on, and Su Jiaqiang asked: "Do you understand the rules of football?"

Zhang Xiaobai shook his head and said, "I don't understand!"

Su Jiaqiang patiently explained several terms, forward, central defender, back, offside corner kick, free kick, penalty kick, and even several tactics, such as 442, 433, etc.

Such a rough man spoke so delicately.

So Zhang Xiaobai listened very carefully, and even though he was a little confused, he still remembered it in his heart.

Zhang Xiaobai asked: "Are there any stars you like on the field?"

Liking a team often starts with one person. Zhang Xiaobai was a little curious about Su Jiaqiang's story.

Su Jiaqiang pointed at a player wearing No. 15 blue and white striped shirt with long hair, "His name is Messi, he is Argentina's hope, he will definitely be a superstar in the future!"

Zhang Xiaobai smiled and said, "Can you see this?"

Su Jiaqiang looked at the player on the TV and said firmly: "Definitely, definitely!"

At this time, the referee blew the whistle and the first half was over.

Su Jiaqiang smiled and said, "How do you feel?"

Zhang Xiaobai said: "Can I tell the truth?"

Su Jiaqiang said: "To be honest, watching football is a very serious thing."

Zhang Xiaobai said: "Second brother, in the first half for 45 minutes, you fought for me and I fought for you, and we didn't even kick a ball in for a long time. Don't you think it's boring?"

Su Jiaqiang raised his eyebrows and said: "How can it be boring? How exciting are their games? They almost scored!"

Zhang Xiaobai smiled and said: "You said it was almost. Compared with football, I still like basketball. It's quite exciting to score a goal every now and then!"

Su Jiaqiang said very seriously: "Believe me, if you get involved, you will feel that football is more interesting than basketball. Football tactics are more complicated, the technology is more clever, and the cooperation is more delicate. Every attack will make people excited and excited..."

Speaking of football, Su Jiaqiang talked endlessly. Zhang Xiaobai had never found that he was so eloquent.

Before he finished speaking, the second half of the game began.

Just seven minutes after the start, Argentina scored a goal. Su Jiaqiang jumped up excitedly and shouted for a long time.

Then he blew a bottle directly.

Zhang Xiaobai was stunned. Was it really that crazy?

Next, Su Jiaqiang sat on the sofa again, looking a little nervous, especially when Brazil attacked every time, he didn't even dare to watch.

Zhang Xiaobai didn't find it funny, and even admired Su Jiaqiang a little.

There is no doubt that he is a real fan.

12 minutes into the second half, Argentina scored another goal.

Su Jiaqiang has fallen into madness, shouting and howling crazily, even wanting the whole world to hear.

Zhang Xiaobai drank silently and watched his emotional performance.

At the beginning of the second half, Su Jiaqiang didn't say anything to Zhang Xiaobai, and his eyes were fixed on the TV watching the game.