Why didn't you tell me earlier that my little sister is still waiting for me?

"Alright, alright, stop messing around." Teacher Huang clapped his hands and called out, "Peng Peng, Zifeng, take Afan, Biaoge, and Mimi to find some lodging. I have to hurry and cook, or everyone will go hungry at noon."

Peng Peng immediately responded, "Okay, Mr. Huang!" Then he turned to Lin Bufan and Yang Mi and said, "Master, Brother Biao, Sister Mi, let me show you the room."

Peng Peng led everyone to the second floor and pushed open a wooden door: "Master, this is your room."

Lin Bufan looked inside and saw that the room was not big but very clean. There were two single beds and a small desk. The window faced the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard. He could smell the faint fragrance of the flowers when the breeze blew.

"Not bad, not bad." Lin Bufan nodded with satisfaction and threw his backpack on the bed. "It's much better than I expected."

Then Peng Peng led everyone to the next room: "Sister Mi, this is your and Zifeng's room."

This room was slightly larger than Lin Bufan's, and also contained two single beds covered in elegant plaid sheets. Zifeng's sister twisted her fingers awkwardly, "Miss Mi, due to limited room availability, I'll have to ask you to stay with me... Is that okay?"

Just as Yang Mi was about to answer, Lin Bufan got ahead of her and scolded her with a stern face, "Sister Zifeng, this is your fault! Sister Mi is such a big shot, how can she not even have a private room?"

Yang Mi was stunned for a moment, thinking that Lin Bufan was worried that she would not get enough rest. Her heart could not help but warm, but looking at the cameraman filming beside her, Yang Mi only wanted to say one thing:

No need!

It’s fine if you don’t want a public image, but I can’t let you ruin my public image!

To save her image, Yang Mi quickly smiled and waved her hands, saying, "It's okay. Sister Zifeng and I are fine sharing a room. Besides, in an unfamiliar environment, having someone by my side can help me sleep more peacefully."

Sister Zifeng also explained in a low voice: "The Mushroom House doesn't have that many rooms..."

Lin Bufan waved his hand and said proudly, "How difficult is this? Why not just give my guest room to Sister Mi?"

Zifeng's sister blinked her eyes: "Then Brother Bufan, where are you sleeping?"

Lin Bufan said righteously, "I don't mind. I'll just squeeze in with you."

When Sister Zifeng heard what Lin Bufan said, her face turned red, her fingers tightly clenched the corner of her clothes, she lowered her head and dared not look at anyone, even the tips of her ears were red as if they were about to bleed.

Yang Mi instantly exploded and grabbed Lin Bufan's ears: "No! You wish! Believe it or not, I will go to Teacher Huang to complain right now."

Lin Bufan grimaced in pain: "Ouch, it hurts! Well, if this doesn't work, then Sister Mi and I will share a room!"

Yang Mi let go of her hand and pointed at herself in disbelief: "You said we live in the same room?"

"That's right!" Lin Bufan rubbed his red ears and explained seriously, "We are guests, and Sister Zifeng is the host. It's already embarrassing to be a guest at someone's house, how can we disturb her rest? Besides, Sister Zifeng still has to prepare for the college entrance examination. You know, the college entrance examination is the most important stage in a person's life, so it's even more difficult to disturb her. So it's best for us to sleep in the same room!"

"Bah!" Yang Mi kicked Lin Bufan out of the room and slammed the door shut. "You wish!"

Lin Bufan rubbed his butt outside the door and muttered, "If you don't agree, then don't agree. Why are you using force..."

Yang Mi's roar came from the room: "Get out!"

Lin Bufan did not follow Peng Peng to see Sang Biao's residence, but returned to his room and began to pack his luggage. Just as he put his toiletries in place, he heard a commotion coming from downstairs.

Lin Bufan curiously opened the window and looked down. He saw Peng Peng being chased all over the yard by Xiao H's family of six, shouting, "Help! Help!"

Lin Bufan leaned on the windowsill and asked with a smile, "Peng Peng, what's wrong with you? Did your husband catch you teasing Xiao O?"

Peng Peng looked up and saw Lin Bufan, as if he had seen a savior, and hurriedly shouted: "Master, help me! Brother Biao is trying to bite me to death!"

Lin Bufan looked at Sang Biao, who was lying on the ground in the pavilion with a leisurely look on his face, and asked in confusion, "Aren't Little H, Little O, and the pots and pans chasing you? What does this have to do with Sang Biao?"

Peng Peng dodged and explained: "This is what Sang Biao ordered! They all listen to Brother Biao!"

Lin Bufan was even more puzzled: "What exactly is going on? Please tell me in detail."

Peng Peng ran around in the yard while explaining to Lin Bufan!

The matter was not complicated. After determining that it was Lin Bufan who was coming today, Zifeng and Pengpeng naturally associated the sound of the dog barking on the phone with Sang Biao. So, in order to express their welcome, the two of them took the time to make a doghouse for Sang Biao!

In fact, this so-called doghouse is just a mat placed in the doghouse of Xiao H's family.

In Peng Peng’s words, dogs are so lively!

When Sang Biao saw that the place that Peng Peng had vowed that he would like was actually sleeping on the floor in someone else's house, no, another dog's house, he was immediately dumbfounded!

However, Sang Biao didn't get angry right away. Instead, he decided to give Peng Peng a chance. He took out his phone and typed, "Xiao Peng, do you think it's appropriate to let a blogger with tens of millions of followers sleep here?"

Peng Peng immediately slapped his thigh to express that it was inappropriate. Sang Biao thought Peng Peng understood and was about to say that the boy was teachable, but Peng Peng said something else!

If it were an ordinary person, of course it would not be appropriate, but Brother Biao, you are different, you are a dog, so there is no problem at all!

Then Sang Biao got angry, but Sang Biao, who was proud of his status, did not take action himself. Instead, he commanded Xiao H's family of six to hunt down Peng Peng!

After listening to Peng Peng's story, Lin Bufan lay on the windowsill, cracking melon seeds while criticizing him: "Peng Peng, this is your fault! How could you let Sang Biao sleep in someone else's doghouse?

It's like you're visiting someone's house, and they're all sleeping happily together, but you're sleeping on the floor next to their bed. Is that appropriate? Especially since Sang Biao is single, aren't you rubbing salt in their wounds? Who wouldn't bite you?

When Sang Biao heard Lin Bufan's righteous words, he immediately stood up and barked towards the upstairs. Although Lin Bufan could not understand dog language, he instinctively felt that Sang Biao must be expressing his gratitude for being understood.

Peng Peng dodged and shouted aggrievedly, "What should we do now?"

Lin Bufan rolled his eyes and smiled wickedly: "That's easy, just grab Xiao H's wife Xiao O and have her sleep with Sang Biao tonight!"

"Ahem—" Zifeng and Yang Mi, who were also leaning against the window to watch the show, choked on their saliva and began coughing uncontrollably. Peng Peng stumbled and nearly fell while Sang Biao rushed towards Lin Bufan's room, barking furiously, his face filled with anger.

"Woof woof woof! (Lin Gou, you actually slandered me! I'm going to fight you!)"

……

At lunchtime, the enticing aroma of food wafted through the pavilion of the Mushroom House. Teacher Huang, wearing an apron, placed the last dish of braised fish on the table and called out, "Come on, come on, dinner's ready!"

Everyone sat around the long table. Teacher He smiled and raised his drink: "Let's welcome Afan, Biaoge, and Mimi to the Mushroom House!"

"Cheers!" Everyone clinked their glasses together, and the atmosphere was warm.

Peng Peng couldn't wait to pick up a piece of braised pork and stuff it into his mouth, mumbling in praise: "Teacher Huang's braised pork is amazing! Every time I eat it, I feel so happy!"

Sister Zifeng sipped the scrambled eggs with tomatoes, her eyes narrowed into slits of happiness: "This scrambled eggs with tomatoes is delicious too!"

Because of Sang Biao’s non-cooperation, the dog meat stewed with beans was not finally made. However, although there was no dog meat, Teacher Huang did make pork stewed with beans!

Pig: Feed me peanuts, feed me peanuts. Why can't you make stewed dog meat with beans, but you're all silent about stewed pork with beans?

Lin Bufan picked up a green bean. The surface of the bean was shiny and oily, and there were a few cloves of minced garlic on it. It looked very tempting.

This time I am familiar with it, it seems that I have experience!

But for safety's sake, Lin Bufan thought it would be better to find a scapegoat!

With a flip of his wrist, Lin Bufan threw the beans accurately into the bowl that Sang Biao had placed on the ground!

When Teacher Huang saw this, he immediately thought of the dog meat stewed with beans that Lin Bufan had ordered earlier, so he decided to show off his knowledge. "Afan, why did you order dog meat stewed with beans? What kind of way is this? Dog meat is warm in nature, while beans are cold. Not only do they counteract each other, but the taste doesn't go together. In my opinion, these beans must be stewed with pork to be delicious!"

Lin Bufan put down his chopsticks and answered seriously, "This isn't a local way of eating it, but because Sang Biao likes to eat beans. As for me, I wanted it to be happy when it goes away. With beans as its companion, I think it will be able to rest in peace."

Everyone: "..."

Can this really be considered as a happy death?

The pavilion suddenly became so quiet that only the sound of Sang Biao's angry grinding of teeth could be heard. Teacher He quickly changed the subject and asked the same question he had asked at the dinner yesterday: "Mi Mi, when did you and A Fan meet? It seems like you know each other very well!"

Yang Mi wiped the corner of her mouth gracefully, her eyes rolling, and she decided not to follow last night's routine: "We met in the early 2000s, when Junior Lin was still in college."

Peng Peng immediately became interested and asked, imitating the movements, "Sister Mi, how did you and my master meet? Could it be that my master was the hero who saved the damsel in distress?"

Seeing that Peng Peng cooperated so well, Yang Mi gave him a look of approval, but she didn’t know if Peng Peng understood it!

"Actually, I'm a fan of Lin Bufan."

"Ah?" Everyone looked at Yang Mi in surprise.

Yang Mi naturally knew what everyone wanted to know, so she took the initiative to explain: "At that time, our crew was filming a sports meeting scene, and the Kyoto Art College was holding a sports meeting, so we went to the Kyoto Art College to shoot.

The day I went, I happened to catch a Kyoto Art College football match. He scored eight goals and had three assists! The most outrageous moment was when he dribbled past seven players in his own penalty area and finally scored with a sideways volley! The whole stadium was in raptures!

After the game, I went to him for his autograph, and that’s how we got to know each other.”

Although Yang Mi's words contained some lies, they were also true, except that the order was reversed.

The truth is, after Lin Bufan met Yang Mi, he took the initiative to invite Yang Mi to watch his football game, and then after the game, he took the initiative to give Yang Mi the signed jersey!

Peng Peng, who also loves playing football, immediately got excited: "Master, what position do you play? What's your jersey number?"

Lin Bufan coughed lightly and put on the demeanor of a master: "I am not talented, I wear the number 66 and I am a goalkeeper."

Mr. Huang, Mr. He and Peng Peng, three men who know a lot about football, were suddenly confused!

Number 66?

goalkeeper?

Eight in?

And three assists?

Is this a football game?

Zifeng, who knew only a little about football, didn't doubt the statistic. She was curious about another question: "Brother Bufan, why do you wear number 66? Isn't it said that the smaller the jersey number, the more important it is to the team?"

In response to Zifeng's sister's question, Lin Bufan immediately and patiently explained: "It's not that the smaller the jersey number, the more important it is. The reason why players like small-numbered jerseys is that, firstly, it represents their main position in the team to a certain extent. For example, No. 1 represents the main goalkeeper, No. 2 is the right back, No. 3 is the left back, No. 4 is the core of the midfield, No. 5 is the defensive midfielder or center back, No. 6 is usually a defensive midfielder, No. 7 is a winger or attacking midfielder, No. 8 is an all-around midfielder, No. 9 is the main center forward, No. 10 is the soul of the team, and No. 11 is the left winger. Secondly, it is because of the heritage and significance it represents!"

At this moment, Peng Peng suddenly interrupted and asked, "Then why did you choose number 66, Master?"

Lin Bufan didn't answer, but instead asked, "Then why do you think I chose number 66?"

How could Peng Peng know, so he could only answer tentatively: "Because...six sixes are auspicious?"

"Pa!" Lin Bufan patted Peng Peng on the head: "Superstition! That's all superstition!"

Lin Bufan then straightened his back and explained with pride, "I chose number 66 because 1 plus 11 is exactly 66. In other words, I can complete all the duties of numbers 1 to 11 by myself. I am a team by myself. As for my teammates, all they have to do is gather enough people to start the football game!"

Everyone: "..."

This guy makes you pretend to be the best!

After a pause, Lin Bufan suddenly sighed: "But later I realized that I was wrong."

"Right, football is a team sport. No matter how good one person is..."

Teacher Huang nodded with satisfaction and prepared to tell Lin Bufan the importance of teamwork, but Lin Bufan did not give Teacher Huang this opportunity!

"My mistake was forgetting to take the coach into account!" Lin Bufan slammed the table, looking very angry: "At first, I thought the biggest stumbling block to victory was the opposing players, but later I found out that I was wrong. It turns out that my teammates are the biggest stumbling block to my victory.

Just when I thought my teammates were the biggest stumbling block to my victory, I found out I was wrong. It turned out that the coach was the one who didn't even give me playing time!

Later, I learned from my mistakes and decided to add my coach’s number to mine!"

Zifeng's sister blinked and whispered, "Brother Bufan, I remember the coaches wore suits, didn't they? They don't wear jerseys."

Lin Bufan reached out and patted Zifeng's head gently: "Sister Zifeng, you are right. This problem has indeed troubled me for several days.

but--"

Lin Bufan suddenly straightened his back, a smug smile on his face: "I finally thought of a solution. I decided to switch careers from player to coach. This way I can wear a suit over my No. 66 jersey, which is a disguised way of adding coaching to it!

And when the team can't win, I can also arrange myself to come on as a substitute, so that no one can stop me from winning!"

As he spoke, Lin Bufan made a substitution gesture, imitating the coach yelling from the sidelines: "Substitution! Substitution! Take that useless striker off and let me, the coach, take over!"

Then Lin Bufan imitated the opposing fans and exclaimed in frustration, "Look! The other team's head coach is warming up. Didn't they say that if we don't use nuclear weapons, the other team won't use the head coach? What's going on now? Are we destined to lose?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. Teacher He slammed his head on the table and said, "Afan, your train of thought is so unique!"

Peng Peng asked curiously, "Master, did you win every game after that?"

Lin Bufan sighed and shook his head: "Not really."

"Ah?" Everyone looked at Lin Bufan in surprise.

Lin Bufan explained helplessly, "Later, I finally understood that neither my opponents, teammates, nor my coach were the biggest stumbling blocks to my victory. My biggest stumbling block was actually the referee."