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Xia Family Mansion 11 o'clock at night.

"Third brother? What are you doing?"

Generally speaking, after finishing dinner at 7: in the evening, everyone in the Xia family would return to their respective rooms on the second floor, and few people would stay in the empty living room on the first floor.

So when Xia Haoqi returned home, he was a little surprised to see Xia Haoyang sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"Oh, it's my second brother who's back." Xia Haoyang looked back in the direction of the voice.

"Are you alone? Where's your sister-in-law?" Xia Haoqi looked around.

"I went out for a whole day today and I'm a little tired. Jingyi went to bed early, so I'll watch the game." Xia Haoyang pointed to the TV.

"What game? Oh, this is the World Cup qualifier between the Chinese national football team and Indonesia. We'll have to see. If we don't win tonight, we'll be completely eliminated." Xia Haoqi took a look and sat down next to Xia Haoyang.

"What's the score now?"

"It's still zero to zero."

"Fuck, what kind of play is this?" Seeing that a player of the National Pig Team made a mistake, Xia Haoqi unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt and complained in dissatisfaction.

"I heard from my second sister-in-law that you went to Jianye to watch the Scottish Premier League today? How did it feel to watch the game live?" Xia Haoyang smiled.

"That was a much better performance than the useless Guozhu team. The atmosphere was also very lively. Everyone was shouting "Come on, Brother Nan!" It was very funny." Speaking of the Su Chao, Xia Haoqi's originally unhappy expression relaxed.

"That's a bit exaggerated. The Scottish Premier League is just an amateur competition. The level of the players on both sides can't be compared with the Chinese national team. But I believe the atmosphere. News reports say that the number of spectators is comparable to that of the Chinese Premier League. The popularity of the topic and the various memes on the Internet are even higher."

"Bullshit, I don't think the Chinese national football team is necessarily better than the Scottish national football team. Look at that player just now, he stopped the ball ten meters away, and he was selected for the national football team with this level, bah! And what I am most dissatisfied with is the fighting spirit of the national pigs. Look at them, they look like they haven't eaten enough, their movements are so lazy, what kind of bullshit are they playing."

It doesn't matter whether you understand football or not, nor do you need to understand the coach's tactical arrangements and combat intentions. Just criticize the Chinese people for being garbage. This is the current mentality of the Chinese people towards football.

As for why? It's simple.

You are weak, this is the original sin!

Today, China's economic, military, technological, and social influence are all growing rapidly, and it has a significant impact on the world. It can be said that if China coughs, the Blue Planet will shake.

Only football is extremely weak, which makes the entire nation ashamed. Although it is joked that football is the balancer of China's national destiny, what is hidden behind this joke is the helplessness and sadness about the weakness and incompetence of Chinese football.

Xia Haoyang is now the boss of the Beijing Guoan Club. He can be considered half a member of the football circle and understands the persistence and hard work of professional football players better than the general public. Therefore, he will not speak ill of others like ordinary fans and will be reserved.

Faced with his second brother's disdain and ridicule towards the national pig, Xia Haoyang could only choose to keep silent.

"It was a close call. This tackle was very important. Defender No. 19 is a Guoan player." Xia Haoyang was happy for the outstanding performance of the Guoan players.

"Our defense seems to be working this time. We can keep the score at 0-0 at halftime. We still have a chance in the second half. By the way, third brother, is that player from your Guoan club?"

"Yes, the man who made the tackle just now is called Cao Minyou, a player of our national security team." Xia Haoyang responded happily.

Xia Haoqi did not comment, scratched his nose with his right finger, and said indifferently: "Are there any other players on the field who are from your Guoan team?"

"Yes, there is No. 4 Li Lei, and No. 9 center Lily Lamu. On the bench are No. 23 Shao Cong, No. 8 foreign player Genio, and No. 22 young player Wang Xiaoming."

"Wow, you have quite a few national security officers. There are already six or seven of them."

"Last season, our team finished second in the Allianz League and the championship race lasted until the last round, so several of our players were selected for the national team. These players are all pretty good."

"Fuck, penalty kick, the Chinese team is behind, 0:1."

"That's probably it for the first half. Let's see if you and the other Guoan players can help the Guoan team make a comeback in the second half. I'm going to take a shower first and come down later." The second brother Xia Haoqi stood up and walked to the second floor.

Although they were one goal behind, Xia Haoyang felt that the Chinese Pigs played well in the first half. Although the situation was a bit passive and the ball possession rate was not high, this was the coach's tactical arrangement. With almost all of Indonesia's players being foreign players from the Netherlands, the passivity was obvious.

The drums of war are beating loudly,

The flags flutter in the wind.

The cavalry charged through the pass for 30,000 miles.

The roar of tigers and dragons is powerful.

Who is the champion of green field?

One billion people have cast together,

Kyushu is as vigorous as a rainbow.

Breaking through Indonesia will wait until today.

The first achievement is to return to the court in triumph.

The wine reflects the red river!

However, there was not much time left for the national pigs, and the final score of 0:1 remained until the end, and the national pigs’ journey in the World Cup ended.

When Xia Haoyang returned to his room on the second floor after watching the game, the room was dark and the curtains were drawn, but one window was half-open.

This seems to be a common habit among people in the South. Window ventilation is a necessity, even in winter.

Xia Haoyang himself was the same in Yancheng. The heating in the house was turned on full blast, and the villa in Baguo Village also had a fresh air circulation system, but he still insisted on opening a window in every room to let the cold north wind blow into the house, allowing himself to feel the fresh air from the northern prairie.

Xia Haoyang came to the window and stood there for a while. He didn't feel any cold wind blowing in, so he nodded with satisfaction, because Jingyi was sleeping soundly on the bed and the quilt covering her was not very thick. If the wind was too strong, he would choose to close the window, worried that Jingyi would catch a cold. But since there was no wind, there was no need to close the window completely. It was better to leave one window for ventilation.

After going to the bathroom to wash up, Xia Haoyang tiptoed to the bed.

He gently lifted a corner of the quilt and carefully put his right foot in first. After moving it a little, he also put his left foot in and then put the quilt over himself.

Then I moved my buttocks slowly downwards, and when I felt it was almost there, I lay down on my back, with the back of my head resting right in the middle of the pillow.

He sighed lightly, then tilted his head to look at Zeng Jingyi who was sleeping soundly. Suddenly, he wanted to do something naughty, so he quietly put his cold fingers into Zeng Jingyi's loose clothes. She shrank her whole body to the other side, obviously feeling the chill brought by his cold fingers.

Xia Haoyang seemed to find it very interesting. He turned sideways and this time put his entire palm against Zeng Jingyi's skin.

But this time Zeng Jingyi did not shrink her body. Instead, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked to the left, which scared Xia Haoyang.

The dim light in the room made it impossible to see the face of the person next to the pillow, but perhaps because she smelled a familiar scent, Zeng Jingyi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly moved her whole body forward, especially putting Xia Haoyang's cold hand between her legs, as if she wanted to help him keep warm in this way.

Xia Haoyang also smiled knowingly, took the initiative to hug the lovely girl beside him, closed his eyes, relaxed, and fell asleep peacefully.