Beijing, Family Song's old house.
Master Song was sitting in front of a computer with his reading glasses on, browsing information. Even after his retirement, he still kept up the habit of caring about national affairs. After the rise of the Internet, he slowly learned how to surf the Internet. He realized that although the Internet was a mixed bag of good and bad people, it was closer to the lives of ordinary people, and he could better understand the real situation. These situations could not be seen in the documents and internal references that were sent to his desk every day.
Manager Lu stood not far behind him, ready to listen to his orders.
Director Lu realized that the chief had been on this webpage for quite some time. As for the content of the webpage, he was very clear. This was because he had reported it to Master Song, and Master Song had only opened it to take a look.
The webpage that Master Song was browsing was the Weibo video that Xia Ruofei had posted. After the old man finished watching Xia Ruofei's video, he flipped through the netizens' comments page by page with great interest.
After a long time, Master Song said to himself, "Ruofei is a good kid …"
Then, he turned his head slightly and said to Director Lu, "Xiao Lu, give the Sports Bureau a call. Tell them that Ruofei is willing to play for the national team, which has already shown his noble character and unquestionable integrity. Tell them to be less bureaucratic, consider Ruofei's actual situation, and try to satisfy his reasonable requests as much as possible."
"Yes, chief!" Director Lu quickly responded, and at the same time, recorded this matter in a small notebook.
Director Lu could not remember how many notebooks like this he had used. Ever since he started working, he had developed a good habit of taking notes at all times. It was even more so when he was working as a secretary. He had to remember the chief's instructions clearly, otherwise it would be easy to make mistakes. Especially in the past few years, he was getting older, and his memory was far from what it used to be, so he paid more attention to this aspect.
Master Song waved his hand and said, "You can go … I'll take a look at the netizens' comments."
Director Lu respectfully responded, "Okay!"
He quietly exited the study and went to a small office next door. Then, he immediately followed Master Song's instructions and picked up the phone on the desk to call the Sports Bureau …
A similar scene happened to Family Liu.
Elder Liu was still living in that courtyard. After listening to Liu Qunfeng's report, he took a tablet that Liu Qunfeng had prepared. After looking at it for a while, he put down the tablet.
He said faintly, "Qunfeng, I remember Xiao Zhao from the Football Association used to work under you, right?"
Liu Qunfeng quickly said, "Yes! He used to be my deputy. "
The "Little Zhao" that Elder Liu mentioned was not the kind of young man that one would often see in government departments. In fact, this Little Zhao was the full-time vice president of the Chinese Football Association, Zhao Zhenghao. In Huaxia, his position was not low, and in the field of sports, especially football, he was naturally a big shot.
Old Mr. Liu said, "Tell Xiao Zhao to let the people below know that Xiao Xia can't be managed like an ordinary player. After all, he has a real situation! And Xiao Xia can completely ignore the call from the Chinese Football Association because he is not even a professional player! But he resolutely responded to the call. As a management organization, we should consider more for him! "
"Understood!" Liu Qunfeng said. "I'll contact him now! Pass on your instructions. "
Old Man Liu didn't object to Liu Qunfeng directly using his name to call Zhao Zhenghao. He just nodded gently.
Liu Qunfeng saw it and knew in his heart that the old man's attitude was already very clear. What he had to do was to pass on the old man's words.
…
Huaxia Football Association.
Zhao Zhenghao sat in his spacious and bright large office. The room was well-heated, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
Of course, whether it was because of the heater or because of the two phone calls just now, it was not known.
Anyway, three or four minutes had passed since the phone call, and Zhao Zhenghao's heart was still thumping.
He was really scared out of his wits.
At first, it was a high-ranking deputy director from the headquarters who called in person, saying that he understood Xia Ruofei's matter. But the meaning in his words was very clear, which was that special circumstances required special treatment and special talents needed special care. They should try to satisfy Xia Ruofei's reasonable requirements as much as possible and not repeat the previous mistakes.
Although the management and administration were separated after the football reform, the headquarters' Football Control Center had been abolished, and the Chinese Football Association had become an independent mass organization in the legal sense, but in fact, the headquarters' influence had not decreased much. The opinion of a deputy director also had to be highly valued.
Zhao Zhenghao naturally said yes and said that he would personally take care of the implementation of this matter.
The deputy director hung up the phone with satisfaction.
After a while, another call came in to greet Xia Ruofei. This time, it was Zhao Zhenghao's old leader, Liu Qunfeng.
Zhao Zhenghao was well aware of Liu Qunfeng's resources and strength. In addition, the other party was his old leader, so his attitude was naturally very warm.
Unexpectedly, Liu Qunfeng did not exchange pleasantries. He went straight to the point and asked him about Xia Ruofei's matter. His opinion was similar to the previous deputy director's, but the same words, when spoken by different people, naturally had different weight.
Especially in the end, Liu Qunfeng also made it clear that this was the old man's opinion, and he was only responsible for conveying it.
After hearing this sentence, sweat appeared on Zhao Zhenghao's forehead.
Zhao Zhenghao naturally expressed his attitude again, and his attitude was very sincere and firm. Liu Qunfeng also knew that Zhao Zhenghao would certainly not dare to go against his words. He simply encouraged Zhao Zhenghao with a few words and then hung up the phone.
Zhao Zhenghao sat in his soft office chair and did not come back to his senses for a long time.
He did not expect Xia Ruofei to have such a strong background. Not only did the leaders of the headquarters greet him, but even the old man of the Family Liu personally expressed his attitude.
Zhao Zhenghao was also secretly glad that he had been kind to Xia Ruofei from beginning to end. In fact, the reason why the Football Association responded to the public opinion so promptly and their attitude was very much in line with the expectations of the fans was because of Zhao Zhenghao's personal instructions.
Zhao Zhenghao was in the prime of his life and wanted to start a career. He had never been stingy with resources for talents in the football field. After understanding the public opinion on the Internet, he immediately asked someone to find the video of Xia Ruofei's game as a substitute.
This was also the only video of Xia Ruofei's game so far.
And Zhao Zhenghao asked for the original video, not the kind of edited star album.
Therefore, not only did the video include Xia Ruofei's various wonderful performances, but also a panoramic view.
Zhao Zhenghao was not only concerned about Xia Ruofei's highlight moments. In contrast, his focus was more on Xia Ruofei's off-the-ball running, receiving, passing and so on in the game.
He was keenly aware that if Xia Ruofei did not play beyond his level in that game, then Xia Ruofei was undoubtedly one of the most talented players in Huaxia's football. If Xia Ruofei could play for the country, there was no doubt that the entire national football team's fighting power would be greatly improved.
Therefore, he immediately instructed the person in charge of the new media account to respond to the netizens' reaction.
Originally, Zhao Zhenghao only made the decision because he cherished talents and hoped to inject new positive energy into the national football team. Now it was different. In fact, nothing had changed, but Xia Ruofei's position in his mind suddenly became high and mysterious.
Zhao Zhenghao immediately gathered all the relevant personnel of the national men's football team for a meeting to study.
…
Xia Ruofei naturally did not know so many things had happened in the distant capital. After he simply packed up, he said goodbye to Ling Qingxue and drove the Knight XV off-road vehicle away from the villa.
He was going to use the evening to visit Song Wei's father, Song Qiming.
Song Qiming had been practicing the "Empty Heart Sutra" for some time now. Although he did not know that it was cultivation and only thought that it was a method to strengthen his body and cultivate his Qi, he still insisted on following Xia Ruofei's "doctor's advice" and practicing the "Empty Heart Sutra" every day out of absolute trust in Xia Ruofei.
Song Qiming was a little old and had no experience in practicing. Most importantly, he did not even know that he was practicing. Therefore, Xia Ruofei was somewhat worried. This time, when he returned to the three mountains, he naturally took the time to pay him a visit.
As they had already called in advance to make an appointment, when they entered the villa, the armed police at the entrance simply checked the license plate and Xia Ruofei's identity before letting him in.
This was not the first time Xia Ruofei had come to the villa. He drove the Knight XV to Song Qiming's villa with ease.
After parking the car, Xia Ruofei carried a box of Da Hong Pao tea leaves that he casually took out from the storage space and stepped into the courtyard.
After all, it was not polite to come empty-handed. It was only right to bring a box of tea leaves as a gift.
Xia Ruofei pressed the doorbell. Not long after, someone came to open the door.
To Xia Ruofei's surprise, it was actually Song Qiming who came to open the door.
"Uncle Song!" After Xia Ruofei came back to his senses, he hurriedly greeted Song Qiming.
"Ruofei, come in quickly!" Song Qiming said with a smile as he stepped aside.
Xia Ruofei saw that Song Qiming's complexion was very good. His face was very rosy and his voice was full of energy. Immediately, he felt a lot more relieved.
Song Wei's mother, Fang Liyun, also came out to welcome him. With a hint of reproach, she said, "Ruofei, why didn't you come over for dinner? Are you still treating us as outsiders? "
Xia Ruofei hurriedly explained, "Aunt Fang, I really have other things to do. Moreover, I have to fly to Beijing tomorrow, so I used the evening time to visit you and give Uncle Song a follow-up examination."
Song Qiming said with a smile, "Liyun, young people have young people's lives! Ruofei is leaving tomorrow. Don't you want to have dinner with your girlfriend tonight? "
"That's true …" Fang Liyun said with a smile.
Xia Ruofei couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He thought of Song Wei. He didn't dare to imagine how the two in front of him would react if they knew about his relationship with Song Wei. If they knew about the complicated relationship between Xia Ruofei, Song Wei, and Ling Qingxue, he didn't know how they would react …
"Come, come, come. Let's go make some tea!" Song Qiming said.
Fang Liyun also said, "Ruofei, you guys go ahead and chat! We just finished dinner, and the kitchen hasn't been cleaned yet! "
"Go ahead! I'll take care of Ruofei! "Song Qiming said.
Then, he explained to Xia Ruofei with a smile, "The housekeeping staff is on leave today, so we can only do it ourselves and have enough food and clothing."
Xia Ruofei and Song Qiming went to the coffee table in the living room and sat down. Song Qiming opened the kettle to get some water and said, "Ruofei, I saw the video you posted this afternoon. You did very well. Young people should have such vitality and responsibility!"
"You flatter me. It's just a hobby. I also love playing football." Xia Ruofei smiled and asked, "Uncle Song, how have you been feeling lately?"
When Song Qiming heard that, he immediately said, "Ruofei, the effect of the Qi Nurturing Technique that you taught me is really amazing! I only practice for about an hour a day. Now, not only do I have more energy, but I also seem to have become a lot stronger. What's even more incredible is that my white hair has decreased a lot. The barber noticed this when I went to dye my hair a few days ago! "
Song Qiming was a leader who often attended foreign affairs activities and was on the local news almost every day. Therefore, he still had to pay attention to his image. He had started to dye his hair a few years ago. Of course, he dyed it black.
After coming to work in Sanshan, he had always dyed his hair in the barbershop inside the municipal committee. The barbershop was naturally very familiar with his hair situation.
Because he usually dyed his hair, Song Qiming did not notice the changes in his hair. He could not be so free as to look at his hair roots in the mirror. Therefore, the barber was the first to notice that his white hair had decreased.
Song Qiming had already felt the earth-shattering changes in his body. Coupled with the fact that his hair had turned black, he was even more amazed. This time, he finally met Xia Ruofei again. He could not help but ask about the Qi cultivation method.
Xia Ruofei said with a smile, "Uncle Song, this is a good thing! It means that you have regained your youth! "
Xia Ruofei's words seemed to be a joke, but in fact, it was the truth. As long as Song Qiming was successful in his cultivation, not only would his hair turn black, but even his appearance would become a lot younger. His lifespan would also be increased. In a sense, it could be said that he had regained his youth.
"The effect is a bit too good!" Song Qiming said with a wry smile. "I feel a little scared …"
Xia Ruofei laughed and said, "Uncle Song, this is normal. You don't have to be nervous! I came here today to check the effect of your cultivation method. If there is really a problem, I can easily detect it! "
Xia Ruofei paused and continued, "Uncle Song, please follow the usual practice method and demonstrate how you practice!"
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