Reemployment Guide for Laid-off Players

In the evening, Jiang Le said that he hadn't eaten boiled fish for a long time and really wanted to eat it. Xia Yao deliberately drove the three of them to a famous restaurant four or five kilometers away.

At the dinner table, Jiang An and Xia Yao chatted for the first time about what happened on the eve of the semi-final match more than a year ago. Jiang Le suddenly became interested, and stopped eating the fish. He put down his chopsticks and stretched his neck to listen with great interest. .

The most glorious time of Tayue Athletics is from the second season to the fourth season. The difference in strength between clubs is not particularly large. Every club has top players. Every game is full of splendor and thrilling duels It's always game after game.

The final of the fourth season is Jiang An's first game after he transferred from the original club DP to AD. The four teams that finally entered the final are COD Hanjiang Yingxue, DP Drunken Tage, TWR Shenyan Leng, and AD Rainy. Only a very strong team.

Before the semi-finals, the four teams each had a dinner party, and Hanjiang Yingxue and Yan Yuyu happened to be at the same restaurant.The meal was lively, and everyone was drinking. Jiang An didn't spend much time with his new teammates, and he didn't hold a lot of alcohol. Halfway through the meal, he felt bored and decided to go for a walk.

He just went down from the private room on the second floor and stood on the side of the road for a while, when he saw that there seemed to be a conflict not far away, and some people were making noise, and he didn't know whether it was persuading or making trouble.

He was not a person who liked to join in the fun, but unfortunately, he saw a familiar face in the center of the crowd - he often met Xia Yao in offline games, so the crowd only saw half of his body and immediately turned him away. I recognized it.When he was doubtful, he slowly walked over there, and Xia Yao's face became clearer and clearer as he got closer.

Xia Yao has a pair of smart and beautiful eyes, but he looks introverted and quiet. Looking at his pursed lips, Jiang An probably guessed that he was one of the parties involved in the conflict.

He pushed through the crowd and walked to Xia Yao, just in time to see a young mother in her early 30s with a child standing next to an electric car on the side of the road. The man was cursing in the local dialect.

Jiang An didn't understand what the man cursed inarticulately, but he saw the young mother protecting the little boy behind her, she was terribly frightened, and the paint on the side of the electric car was also peeled off. He asked Xia Yao in a low voice: " what happens?"

Xia Yao frowned, and said in a deep voice: "This man is drunk, he stopped the mother and son from leaving, and the car was overturned by them - right in front of me, I just said a few words."

As soon as the words fell, the drunk man didn't know what to curse, and walked towards Xia Yao while cursing.Jiang An vaguely understood one or two bad words, and subconsciously moved half a step sideways in front of Xia Yao.

He looked at the mother and child, then at Xia Yao, and said, "Don't talk so much with this kind of drunk person——Madam, you should take the children home first."

"As soon as we got in the car, he said that I hit him and wouldn't let us go..." The young mother seemed to be afraid that the drunk person would suddenly lose his mind and rush up to hurt her child, and said this cautiously He was on guard, looking behind him from time to time.

Some of the onlookers recognized the drunk man, and a voice from the crowd kindly reminded them: "This man is a drunk maniac! He throws things and beats people everywhere when he is drunk!"

As soon as the words were finished, the drunk man took a big step forward, Xia Yao immediately went up and pushed the mother and child back, blocking himself in front of the young mother.

Jiang An moved his lips, looked left and right, and said, "Wait for the police, be careful."

Xia Yao nodded, "Mm", with a muffled voice.

The drunk man kept swearing in his dialect, and the locals couldn't understand the incoherent words, so he let him swear for 5 minutes.

During these 5 minutes, no one spoke to him, and everyone relaxed their vigilance. Seeing that no one paid attention to him, he felt that this one-man show was too interesting, so he suddenly rushed to the side of the road and picked up a brick that the municipal construction had not had time to pull away. It was a block, and it was about to hit the mother and child when it was swung.

The young mother screamed and turned around to hug the little boy. Xia Yao watched the brick fall and stretched out his hand reflexively to block it—he couldn't care about how important this hand was to him, at least at that moment.

He pushed the mother and child back again with one hand, and blocked it with the other in mid-air.

But the brick failed to hit it the first time.With sharp eyes and quick feet, Jiang An kicked the drunk man in the stomach with all his strength, causing the drunk man to stagger back, and the crowd dispersed loudly.

He quickly said two words: "Run!"

The young mother burst out with terrifying strength in an instant, and ran in the opposite direction while holding the baby.The drunk man chased after him with a brick. Xia Yao came up to stop him once, but was pushed hard and fell into Jiang An's subconsciously opened arm.

The two looked at each other and followed closely.

The young mother couldn't run fast while holding the child, the drunk man ran unsteadily but always ran alone, and he chased him as soon as he saw him. Seeing his arms raised high, Xia Yao suddenly lost the ability to think, and followed his instinct to step forward. He took a big step with his back to the drunk man and blocked the trembling mother and son on the ground.

At this point in the story, Jiang An suddenly stopped.He raised his eyebrows to look at Xia Yao, paused and said, "If that brick goes down, God Yao probably won't be 'God' anymore."

"What happened later? What happened later?" Jiang Le breathed a sigh of relief and asked nervously.

After Xia Yao felt uncomfortable for a moment, his expression returned to normal. He put down the chopsticks in his hand and took a sip of the soup, and said calmly, "I wasn't beaten after that, but your brother was beaten."

The drunk man's movement of holding the brick didn't stop because of Xia Yao's thrust, he still chopped down with one hand in response to a roar from his dantian.

Then Xia Yao groaned in his ear, and he turned his head to see Jiang An standing beside him with one arm holding the other arm, frowning, biting his lower lip, and coughing lightly.

Suddenly his mind went blank, he heard the siren sound from behind him, and then he was knocked farther and farther away from Jiang An.Seeing that everyone around him gathered around Jiang An, he stood there as if his feet were nailed, unable to move.

Later, it was close to one o'clock in the morning after finishing the notes at the police station. The rainy manager stopped at the door and waited for Jiang An. Xia Yao chased Jiang An to the car and hurriedly thanked him.

"—That! Thank you just now." Then he looked at his arm.

Jiang An also looked at his arm following his gaze, and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's a matter of little effort."

"How is your hand?"

"It's okay, fortunately the brick didn't hit it directly, otherwise it would be choking." Jiang An shook his head, with a calm smile on his lips, but Xia Yao felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

He pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment, then said, "There is still a game tomorrow, you shouldn't do that."

Jiang An originally opened the car door, but after hearing what he said, he closed the door with the back of his hand, and he asked, "What should I do?"

Xia Yao didn't speak, he leaned forward a step, and said with a bit of sarcasm and a bit of seriousness: "At least I can still think about kicking him first, and block Brick without moving."

Hearing the meaning in his words, Xia Yao suddenly turned his head to "argument": "I didn't have time to think about it then."

Jiang An immediately raised his eyebrows: "You are the closest to their mother and son. I know that it is your instinct to block them under such circumstances, so it is also instinct for me to stop you."

"...Anyway, thank you."

Xia Yao stretched out his hand to Jiang An, and Jiang An slowly raised his hand and shook it back, responding to him: "Okay, it's a trivial matter, go back and have a good rest, and play a good game tomorrow."

Xia Yao stood there for a long time after the black car in front of him left his sight. For the first time, he felt guilty and blamed for his impulsiveness.

The tomato soup in front of him slowly cooled down, and a thin layer of oil floated on the surface. Jiang Le stirred it gently with a spoon, looked at the soup in the bowl, and waited for the three of them to be quiet for a long time after the story was told. He also said: "It turns out that my brother's hand was injured at that time..."

As soon as this remark came out, Xia Yao immediately turned his head to look at Jiang An, frowned and raised his voice to ask him, "Is your hand really hurt?"

"No, don't listen to his nonsense, he doesn't even know." Jiang An put down the spoon in his hand, and slammed it on the rim of the bowl with a jingle. Jiang Le followed the sound, and he lifted the chopsticks and knocked on Jiang Le's forehead neatly On: "What are you talking nonsense, my hand is fine."

"The other day I saw that your hands were shaking, and the cup was broken, isn't that—" Jiang Le stepped back while rubbing his forehead, muttering about his grievances.

Xia Yao's expression was not much better, and he immediately asked Jiang An seriously: "Did you really hurt your hand that night?"

"I said no—" Jiang An knew what Xia Yao was thinking, and he sighed helplessly: "I was a little nervous that day because I hadn't played against professional players for a long time, so you should treat it as a ptsd."

Jiang Le felt guilty and didn't dare to look at Jiang An. He just buried his head in the soup and couldn't hear what the two of them said at all. Later, when Xia Yao suddenly called his name, he put down the spoon and raised his head suddenly.

He heard Xia Yao's rising tone and didn't know if he was asking Jiang An or him: "The small building Dongfeng in your live broadcast room is Jiang Le?"

"Yes, he has been sick for more than a year and has not gone to school. He plays games when he is free."

Seeing Jiang An's hesitant look, Jiang Le swallowed everything he wanted to add.

It was Xia Yao who suddenly became interested. Li Zhenhe asked Jiang An who this Xiaolou Dongfeng was before, but Jiang An kept evasive and refused to say anything. It turned out that it was his younger brother Jiang Le.

He wiped his mouth with a tissue, and asked Jiang Le directly: "Do you want to play professionally?"

"He doesn't." Before Jiang Le himself could answer, Jiang An "rejected" Xia Yao for him.

Xia Yao glanced at Jiang An and chuckled: "I'm asking my brother, why don't you let him answer by himself? Besides, I'm just asking casually."

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. He is not in good health, and the intensity of playing professionally is too high. I am worried that his health will not be able to bear it." Jiang An explained.

And Jiang Le has always listened to Jiang An's words, everything is fine, he has always remained silent to express his approval of Jiang An's rhetoric.

Seeing this situation, Xia Yao also knew that it would be useless to talk too much, so he found a topic to divert the matter, "Then there must be a reason for you not playing the game all of a sudden, right?"

"There was an accident at home, and Jiang Le was ill again. If I play again, I won't have the energy to take care of him, so I can only let it go." Jiang An lightly explained the reason that caused Xia Yao's many speculations. Xia Yao On the contrary, it is not acceptable.

He was taken aback, and asked casually, "Really?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang An's reaction when he saw him was to chuckle, and said, "Of course it's true—do you think it was because you were injured because of saving you?"

Xia Yao was a little embarrassed, cleared his throat and explained: "At first I really thought it was because you were injured and couldn't continue to fight, but later I thought that if it was really the reason, you don't have to bear the infamy of playing match-fixing all the time. retire."

"Seriously, Xia Yao," Jiang An said while pouring two glasses of drinks, handed one to Xia Yao, held one in his hand, and said, "I have played games for many years, and I have played games for so long. There are so many people here, including Li Zhenhe and Chen Gu, no one cares so much about whether I will come back to the game or not, I really want to ask you—"

Seeing his sudden move to clink glasses with him, Xia Yao was stunned for a moment, unable to react in time to keep up, only heard the sound of clinking glasses, and the person on the opposite side "presumptuously" interfered with him Cup.

Jiang An drank most of his drink in one gulp, and continued: "You are open and secret, you have asked yourself and let Li Zhen and Chen Gu ask - and Tan Qi strongly recommended me to be the coach of Shen Yanleng's second team. Your plan?"

Before Xia Yao could answer, Jiang Le left the dining table under the pretext of going to the toilet in the silence, leaving time and space for the two people who had their own thoughts.

Jiang An knew that his delicate and caring brother was avoiding it on purpose, so he made his words more clear: "I don't take what you said to me in the hospital today to my heart. Apart from those reasons, I want to know more about you. What do you think?"

Xia Yao was silent for a long time, put down the drink he didn't drink, turned sideways and put one hand on the table, and said, "It's true that I asked Tan Qi to go to Shenyanhan, but it's too wrong to say it's a plan." It sounds good—the words you don’t care about are from my heart. I don’t care about the things I said before. I hope you come back to play the game with sincerity. I don’t want to and can’t just watch such an excellent professional player Just disappeared from the field inexplicably."

"actually, I--"

"Jiang An, I just want to fight you again on the field and have a good fight with you. Is this idea so unbelievable? Is it so shameful? Li Zhenhe doesn't believe it, and Chen Gu doesn't believe it either. What kind of unscrupulous person is Xia Yao in your hearts? A person who wants to tear open other people's wounds and trample on their dignity to achieve a grand slam?"

Seeing Xia Yao's sincere expression and tone in front of him, Jiang An sighed and began to reflect on whether he was really too defensive against him in some aspects.

Seeing that Xia Yao was about to say something again, Jiang An interrupted him by raising his hand in time: "Xia Yao, you've overcomplicated the problem, I won't come back to play the game—"

"No, you want to come back."

"I mean......"

"I heard about you coming back to play in the autumn competition, but it has nothing to do with the two of them. It was me who bullied them with a knife on their necks to force them to talk." Xia Yao said calmly.

"These two bastards..." Jiang An raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, then smiled silently and said, "The reason why I don't play professionally has never been mentioned to others, and Chen Gu only knows that it is Jiang Le is ill, and I haven't contacted anyone in the circle for more than a year, and rejecting your kindness is not aimed at you or intentionally guarding against you."

Jiang An knew that he had always been stubborn. When something happened at home, he didn't even mention it to his closest friends. Now, for some reason, seeing Xia Yao's bright eyes staring at him like this, he seemed to be unable to bear it. Speak up to him.

He didn't know for a moment whether he didn't want Xia Yao to keep misunderstood, or he couldn't bear to let him continue to misunderstand.

Silent for a moment, he looked up at the person in front of him, adjusted his tone and said slowly: "I suddenly stopped playing, not only because of the rumors of fake matches, but also because my parents died suddenly abroad, and Jiang Le was seriously ill. , I have no choice."

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Sorry for being late, I forgot to post all the time... I still remember that when I wrote this chapter, I couldn't ask for boiled fish, so this chapter is called boiled fish.