Hu Lai started the game against the Capital Dragons in the league and scored a goal.

But he also failed to help the heavily rotated Flash Stars win the game at home.

After experiencing three high-intensity games in eight days, Zhao Kangming made a substantial rotation of the Stars' starting lineup and adjusted his tactics to a defensive counterattack.

Focus on defense and try not to lose.

In the end, the Stars shook hands with the Capital City Tenglong at their home court to draw 1:1, which was regarded as achieving the set goal.

Originally, many media and fans in the capital were still looking forward to meeting Zhang Qinghuan again in the game.

However, Zhang Qinghuan was not included in the 18-man roster for this game at all. Zhang Qinghuan, who started in three consecutive games, got a chance to rest.

This makes the fans of Tamron in the capital very regretful, but they cannot complain about the Twin Stars Club. After all, this is their normal arrangement.

After the game, Hu Lai had just boarded the bus when he received a call from his mother.

His mother rarely calls him at this time, and he is quite strange.

After he answered the phone, what his mother said made him even more surprised: "Prepare some signatures?"

His mother rarely asked him for autographs. Although it was strange, Hu Lai still agreed: "No problem, I will sign it for you when I get back..."

"Uh, son, I want a lot..."

"How much is a little too much?"

"Thirty... no, thirty-five copies..."

"Mom, are you planning to sell autographs?"

"Hey, why are you talking! It's not me, it's your dad!"

"My dad? Why did you call me?"

"Your dad is thin-skinned..." Xie Lan complained and explained the specific reason to Hu Lai.

Only then did Hu Lai know that his father had applied for an E-level coaching qualification. Now that he was about to finish the training, he wanted to use his signature as a gift to his classmates and training center staff.

"That's... no problem, thirty-five is thirty-five, I'll go back and work overtime..." Although Hu Lai couldn't complain about his father's practice of using his signature to establish relationships, he still agreed.

"By the way, Mom, how do I give my signature to my dad after I sign it?"

"He studied at a Jincheng Football Association training base in Pujin County..."

"Okay, I understand, Mom. I'll run over and deliver it to him when the time comes."

After hanging up the phone, Hu Lai said to Wang Guangwei beside him: "Lao Wang, would you like to go with me to Pujin tomorrow morning?"

Wang Guangwei listened attentively and naturally knew what Hu Lai was going to do, so he nodded and agreed simply: "No problem."

"What's the use of the E-level coaching qualification?" Hu Lai asked again.

Wang Guangwei shook his head: "It's completely useless. It only means that you have the qualification to teach, but many places don't recognize this."

"Then why are you taking the exam?"

"But if you want to take the D-level coaching qualification certificate, you need the E-level certificate. Similarly, if you want to take the C-level certificate, you need the D-level certificate. Your dad wants to be a coach..."

"He becomes a football coach?" Hu Lai thought about it seriously and couldn't imagine what it would be like for his father to become a football coach.

He had never heard his mother talk about this before. If she hadn't asked him for an autograph, he would have been kept in the dark.

So he sighed.

"What's wrong?" Hearing Hu Lai's sigh, Wang Guangwei asked strangely.

"It's nothing, I just feel like I'm not my biological child..." Hu Lai looked out the car window and said melancholy.

Wang Guangwei:???

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The next morning, none of the players who participated in the Capital Tenglong League had to go to training, but Hu Lai still went out early in the morning. Wang Guangwei drove him to the Jincheng Football Association training base in Pujin County, south of Jincheng.

After parking the car in the parking lot of the training base and charging the battery, Hu Lai called his father out on the phone.

This was the first time he saw his father again after staying at home for a few days at the end of last year's season.

Although the last few games have been related to his father, this is the first time the two have met this year.

After Hu Lai introduced Wang Gangwei and himself to each other, Hu Lixin stretched out his hand to his son: "Did you bring your signature?"

"Bring it with you." Hu Lai handed a non-woven bag to his father, which contained all the signatures he had signed overnight when he went back last night.

After Hu Lixin checked it, he nodded: "Okay, you can go back and be careful on the road."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Hey, it's not Dad... We came all the way here. Isn't it appropriate for us to leave after giving you our things?" Hu Lai stopped Hu Lixin and pointed at Wang Guangwei, "People who don't know still think we are

How bad the relationship between the two is..."

Wang Guangwei was so embarrassed that he wanted to hide in the car.

If he hadn't seen Hu Lai's father there, he would have slapped him.

Hu Lixin looked back at his son and said calmly: "I am doing this for your own good."

"For my own good?" Hu Lai smiled, "Dad, I've heard these words since I was a child. It's still a familiar taste and a familiar recipe..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a group of people suddenly appear at the entrance of the parking lot. After seeing them, he became excited.

"It's indeed Hu Lai! Hu Lai!"

"Hulai!!"

"Wow, there's also Wang Guangwei!"

“I’ve earned it, I’ve earned it!”

Hu Lai was stunned when he looked at the group of people rushing up to him screaming. He subconsciously thought he had traveled to the world of Resident Evil...

When the crowd rushed up, Hu Lixin stepped aside and let them run past him, then surrounded Hu Lai and Wang Guangwei.

"Hu Lai Hu Lai! I am your fan, can you sign your autograph for me?"

"Hu Lai, can I take a photo with you? I admire you so much... The four people in our dormitory are all your fans!"

"Wang Guangwei and I also studied in Jiaxiang, and we are still alumni!"

"Wang Guangwei, can I take a photo with you? My buddy is your fan!"

The two people were instantly overwhelmed by more than thirty people.

In the crowd, Hu Lai tried his best to reach out his hand, as if he wanted to ask his father for help.

But his father just took out his mobile phone outside the crowd, filmed the scene, and sent it to his wife.

And wrote: "My son has arrived and brought his signature."

Xie Lan quickly replied: "Wow! There are so many people? If I had known I wouldn't let him sign, wouldn't he be able to sign on the spot if he came? But because of you, he signed in after returning from the game yesterday.

It's very late... Let me tell you, Hu Lixin, your son is really concerned about your affairs! Don't always keep a straight face to him..."

"I don't have a straight face, I'm smiling."

Hu Lixin put down his cell phone and laughed when he looked at his son, who was taking photos with the fans one by one like a prop man.

Smiling happily.

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"My day, let me tell you Hu Lai, when that group of people rushed towards me, I almost subconsciously wanted to hide in the car - I really thought it was your father's axeman ambushing..."

While driving, Wang Guangwei recalled the experience just now with lingering fear.

"Is the Axeman ridiculous? What do you think of our father-son relationship?"

"Didn't you say this yourself is very bad?"

After Wang Guangwei said this, Hu Lai did not answer him.

This made Wang Guangwei a little concerned. He didn't know if he was joking and irritated Hu Lai. He glanced at Hu Lai secretly and saw the latter sitting in the passenger seat, looking at the highway in front of him in a trance.

"What are you doing?"

Hu Lai suddenly asked: "Old Wang, how do you and your dad get along?"

Wang Guangwei didn't expect Hu Lai to ask this question, and he didn't even answer it for a while.

"How to get along? Let's get along normally..."

"Did your dad beat you?"

"Before, when I was very young."

"Then does your dad always have a straight face towards you?"

"That's not true..."

"Is your dad happy that you become a professional player?"

"I was happy, but not too happy...after all, I was only in the youth team at that time."
To be continued...