Heroes of the Restricted Zone

Chapter 76 Are You Hero Chen?

The 36-year-old Zhong Dajun is a very curious person, which may be the reason why he chose to be a reporter. At the same time, he is also a die-hard fan, which may be the reason why he finally chose to be a sports reporter...

He is full of interest in many things, and he often does this kind of thing.

Maybe you found a news thread?

Yes, how many pieces of that kind of big news can a reporter encounter in a lifetime?More news is hidden in the streets and alleys of the city.As a reporter, although he has to show off, he is still more able to go out and run news in person.Unlike some of his colleagues who just stayed in the office and waited for someone to make a phone call to break the news, or directly copied news from other media, changed their appearance, and became their own exclusive... He still can't do this kind of thing, he I firmly believe that news comes out, not waiting for it to come out.

Like now...

A luxury BMW car was smashed, a stone pile that should have been placed on the side of the road as a barrier was sunk on the hood, and several couples next to it were having a fierce quarrel!

What are these for?
What kind of secrets are hidden behind them?
What is the relationship between the car smasher and the driver?
Please watch "Into Science"!
uh, wrong...

Zhong Dajun shook his head, it shouldn't be this sentence.

Someone took out his mobile phone to take pictures of the smashed BMW, but Zhong Dajun focused his eyes on the first height in the audience.

The guy was tall and strong, and he was really eye-catching.Zhong Dajun didn't see the scene of smashing the car, but his intuition told him that the person in front of him should have done it.

Now this person is being surrounded by several other people to discuss the explanation.

"Chen Yingxiong! You are crazy with a hammer!" Meng Ran pointed at Chen Yingxiong's nose and cursed. "You bitch has been fired, you're still crazy!" It's not daring to beat him, but it's okay to use his mouth to try to force him.Besides...he didn't believe that this bitch really dared to fight in front of Brother Wang.

Wang Yongjun is 1.8 meters tall and weighs [-] kilograms. He still looks quite solid.But this is not important, what is important is that Wang Yongjun is the core of the club, he is a "status and status" person.different from myself...

Wang Yongjun also recovered from the shock of his car being smashed in a blink of an eye.

He turned around and stared at Chen Yingxiong with anger and...sorrow!
Just bought a new car not long ago! 38!Just like that, he was smashed by a little bastard whose name he had never heard of!If I swallow this tone, what will I do in the team?
"What are you doing?! You want to die..."

He pointed at Chen Yingxiong with his middle finger and cursed.

Chen Yingxiong grabbed the hand pointed at him by the other party, and his movements were so fast that others couldn't react at all.

However, there was no angry expression on his face, but a calm expression: "I told you that I'm not parking the car anymore, you have to blame him." He pointed at Meng Ran.

Wang Yongjun looked at Meng Ran. That's right, it was Meng Ran who told him that this kid parked the car, so he gave him the car keys... Who would have thought that he would hand over his beloved car to a demon!

But he quickly realized that Meng Ran wasn't the key point, the key point was that this kid was holding his hand...

"Where are you from, kid?" First ask him if he has any background, if he has a backer... If not, I will kill you son of a bitch!
"I'm in Russia." Chen Yingxiong smiled.Is this going to be called a brother on the road?

The few people on the opposite side were stunned. They felt that they probably didn't hear what Chen Yingxiong was saying just now.

Wang Yongjun frowned even more, not understanding what this answer was all about.

Zhong Dajun was shocked by that "Chen Yingxiong".

Because this name is very familiar to him these days - the mysterious person "Hero_Chen" that they have been pursuing for a long time, the now recognized Chinese name should be "Chen Yingxiong" - if he is indeed Chinese.

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

The person I have been looking for on the Internet for so long, just appeared in front of me like this?
But look at his height... this height is really like the kind of person who can score headers...

In addition, he recognized who were on the other side of the conflict-aren't these the players of the local club?He even went to the club two days ago to do interviews and write manuscripts.That Wang Yongjun is the absolute core of the team, and I even interviewed him, respectful to myself, these days, these players also know to offend anyone and don't offend the reporter...

After Meng Ran came to his senses, he said to Wang Yongjun: "Brother Wang, don't fucking talk nonsense with him! Tell him to pay for the car! If you don't pay, don't even think about leaving!"

There is an injustice and a debtor, no matter what, catch Chen Yingxiong and let him pay for it!Pay him to death!He didn't believe that Chen Yingxiong, who couldn't even find a job, could afford a BMW worth hundreds of thousands!

Dried Cowpea also chimed in beside him, jumping up and saying, "Don't run away if you have the guts!"

Chen Yingxiong spread his hands: "Why am I running?"

"Losing the car! You bastard, can you afford it? Do you know how much this car costs?" Meng Ran didn't care about anything, even if this bastard ruined his fortune, he must pay for it!

Chen Yingxiong smiled: "Is it a big deal for me? How much is this broken car worth?" He pointed to the BMW behind him. It was indeed a "broken" car worthy of the name. "Report an account number, and I will transfer it tomorrow."

"Are you rich?" The dried cowpea jumped out again. "You can't even sell this car for your asshole!"

Chen Yingxiong glanced at the thin body of the dry cowpea, and said, "If the cash on my body is exchanged for one dollar coin, it can bury you alive. Believe it or not, dry cowpea?"

Wang Yongjun was too lazy to argue with this bastard, he stretched out his hand with a sneer and said, "The mouth is so fierce, then you pay for it! 40 yuan for a car!"

After speaking, he looked at Chen Yingxiong with a sneer.He couldn't believe that this seemingly ordinary boy could spend 40 yuan to pay for his car. Are there many families who can immediately pay 40 yuan?If they could get it out, they wouldn't appear here. There are more high-end entertainment venues waiting for them.

Chen Yingxiong looked down at Wang Yongjun's outstretched hand: "You son of a bitch! Who goes out with 40 in cash? Don't act like a beggar. Take your hand back and report an account number. I will transfer the money tomorrow." for you!"

"I believe you will bump into a ghost!" Wang Yongjun scolded. "Tomorrow? Why don't you say next year! Hurry up and bring the money!"

Just as they were bickering with each other, an excited voice suddenly came out: "Excuse me, are you really in Russia?"

Zhong Dajun stood outside the group of people. With a height of only 1.7 meters, he looked up at Chen Yingxiong who was competing with others in front of him, with an excited expression on his face as if he was about to find a treasure.

Wang Yongjun turned his head to look at the person who interrupted suddenly, and he was a little upset-didn't he see that I was busy here! 40 ran away and asked you to pay!
In the next second, his expression changed: "Zhong...Brother Zhong?"

Meng Ran and Gan Niudou also recognized who the person in front of them was—Zhong Dajun, a famous football reporter in Chengdu!He came to the club for interviews only two days ago, but the interviewers he interviewed were all leaders like Wang Yongjun. A player like himself who has just been promoted from the youth team is obviously not qualified to be interviewed by him.

How did you meet him here?
This is an opportunity!

Zhong Dajun is a sports reporter for Shuxi Metropolis Daily, which is a very influential newspaper in CD City, second only to Jinguan Express.As a newspaper of this level, they are full of style, and the reporters below are naturally superior.

If I could get to know such a big-name reporter, wouldn't my popularity increase dramatically?When I become famous, don't money, women, BMWs have everything I want?Facing Chen Yingxiong, the son of a bitch, he will have more confidence.

Thinking of this, Meng Ran didn't wait for Brother Wang to introduce himself, he took a step forward and smiled obsequiously at Zhong Dajun: "Oh, isn't this Brother Zhong?"

He stretched out his hand, wanting to take the opportunity to shake hands with Zhong Dajun, so as to improve the relationship.

"I am..." He also wanted to introduce himself, so that Zhong Dajun could remember his name and this face, so that it would be easier to deal with him in the future.

Wang Yongjun was taken aback by his sudden enthusiasm, and turned to look at him.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Dajun only stared at Chen Yingxiong, and when he heard someone calling him, he turned his head and nodded at Wang Yongjun he knew, which was regarded as a greeting.Even so, Wang Yongjun heaved a sigh of relief - he is still very clear about the energy of this reporter, it's best not to offend him, otherwise his reputation will be ruined if he scolds himself in the newspaper every now and then...

Build a good relationship with reporters, let them have nothing to brag about themselves, and their careers will go more smoothly.Wang Yongjun still understands this truth.

Zhong Dajun only nodded to Wang Yongjun, as for Meng Ran next to him, he just ignored it... As for Meng Ran's outstretched hand, he didn't see it at all!

Meng Ran's hand was hanging in the air, like a solidified wax figure. Along with his movements, there was a flattering smile on his face... As for self-introduction, it was stuck in his throat, stuck like a fishbone It made him feel tight and depressed, almost out of breath.

He raised his head and saw the smile and excitement on Zhong Dajun's face when he looked up at Chen Yingxiong, as if he was looking at him just now...

Chen Yingxiong didn't know Zhong Dajun, he had no interest in the play these people played in front of him.

Zhong Dajun was interrupted by those people, and asked again: "Excuse me, are you really in Russia?"

"So what?" Chen Yingxiong's tone was not very good, he was very impatient now.Who knows what this "Brother Zhong" who popped up out of nowhere does.

But Zhong Dajun doesn't care, he is now fully focused on determining whether Chen Yingxiong is "Hero_Chen", so his second question is very direct: "Then, are you 'Hero_Chen'?"

Chen Yingxiong was stunned when he heard this person's English pronunciation. He didn't understand at first, but then he realized that what this person said seemed to be "Hero_Chen". He nodded: "Yes, I am." He also Don't worry about it.

But Zhong Dajun is different!

He felt that the truth that no one knew was being unveiled little by little in front of him!

Wang Yongjun also didn't understand why Zhong Dajun who suddenly appeared was very interested in this Chen Yingxiong.

But it's good that Zhong Dajun is here, I know people in the media, if you don't pay me money today, I will let Brother Zhong smear you in the newspaper!Expose you and see what you do!
"Brother Zhong, you came just in time, you judge..." He pulled Zhong Dajun and pointed to the smashed BMW.

Zhong Dajun is not interested in that BMW car, but Wang Yongjun is also the core player of the team, and he still has to sell his basic face.He still needs to help him settle this matter...

First of all, it is necessary to determine the identity of Chen Yingxiong. If the big man in front of him is really the "Hero_Chen" who played in Zenit, then it is not a big deal to lose a car of 40 yuan.

So he turned his head and said to Chen Yingxiong: "Excuse me, if you play in Russia, do you mean playing football in Russia?"

Chen Yingxiong nodded: "That's right."

Zhong Dajun grabbed Chen Yingxiong's arm suddenly, as if he was afraid that the person in front of him would run away.

This action of his startled both Wang Yongjun and Chen Yingxiong, and Chen Yingxiong was so frightened that he almost tried to defend himself in self-defense...

None of them can understand Zhong Dajun's mood at the moment - if China really has a player like the legend on the Internet, what will it mean to Chinese football and Chinese fans?He, a sports reporter who has been running domestic football for a long time, naturally knows it all too well!

Meng Ran and Wang Yongjun were at the side, but they listened to all the conversations between Brother Zhong and Chen Yingxiong.

What?What Russia is this guy Chen Yingxiong playing in?

"Let's play amateur football!" Gan Niudou laughed beside him, and the others also laughed--if Chen Yingxiong can play football in Russia, we will crawl back to the training base backwards!
Chen Yingxiong looked back at the dried cowpea: "Don't worry, it must be more promising than you, dried cowpea."

Dried cowpea grinned, with a mean expression.How could it be so funny to say this from Chen Yingxiong, a loser who was kicked out of the team with his tail between his legs?

Zhong Dajun ignored the dry cowpea, but continued to grab Chen Yingxiong: "Hello, Chen Yingxiong. I am Zhong Dajun, a sports reporter from Shuxi Metropolis Daily. Can I delay your time for half an hour to interview you?"

Dried cowpea stopped laughing.

He knew Zhong Dajun. Meng Ran wanted to get to know Zhong Dajun just now, and he wanted to do the same thing when he dried cowpea, but he didn't expect that Meng Ran would take the opportunity.

Not only the dried cowpea stopped smiling, but even Wang Yongjun and Meng Ran were stunned.

Zhong Dajunye, a well-known football reporter in Chengdu, even volunteered to interview Chen Yingxiong? !This is not a joke, is it?The reporter Zhong Dajun, who usually only interviews the main players of the first team and club officials in the club, is always called by the club to ask him to come for the interview. In front of their eyes, they even volunteered to interview Chen Yingxiong!

Chen Yingxiong had heard of Shuxi Metropolis Daily, which had great influence in Chengdu, but he didn't know about Zhong Dajun.Arguing with people on the side of the road can attract reporters, isn't it a coincidence?
He and Dracula looked at each other, then made a decision.

Anyway, it's always good to be interviewed by reporters, it means he's famous.But not now.

"No problem, but I have to make another appointment. I have to go play today." He pointed to the inside of the bar. "You can contact my agent for the specific time."

broker?
How many people around you are dumbfounded again?Since when did Chen Yingxiong get an agent?And...Looking at Dracula who came forward...is he a foreign devil? !Among them, only Wang Yongjun has an agent. Meng Ran and Gan Niudou have just been promoted to the first team, and they don't have an agent yet.Wang Yongjun also knew that in the entire national team, except for Sun Jihai and other overseas players, they were all local agents, foreign agents?How can Chen Yingxiong afford it?
Dracula, who had been watching the play by the side, stood up and handed Zhong Dajun his business card. Regardless of whether Zhong Dajun could understand or not, he said to Zhong Dajun in a fluent and standard London accent: "Hi, I It's Vlad Dracula, the manager of the hero, and this is my business card. It has my phone number on it, and you can contact me directly if you have anything to do. Thank you."

His English made everyone around him dumbfounded - although they couldn't understand a word, but looking at his gentlemanly demeanor, he knew that he was definitely a man of status!
Zhong Dajun was also shocked - he didn't expect Chen Yingxiong to have an agent so soon!But if you think about it carefully, he scored ten goals in the eleven rounds of the league and signed a new contract. I guess it's not too much to have an agent...

So he also handed over his business card: "Hello, this is my business card... Then I will call you tomorrow morning?" With a local accent, a mouthful of salt and pepper tastes.

Who is more stylish, the judge will be judged.

Chen Yingxiong saw that Dracula put away the business card, nodded, then turned to Wang Yongjun and others who were already stunned and said: "Speak, sign up for an account, and I will call you tomorrow."

Wang Yongjun didn't say a word, because he hasn't recovered from what he saw with his own eyes...

It was only then that Zhong Dajun remembered that Wang Yongjun's favor still needs to be sold...

He hurriedly said to Wang Yongjun who was dumbfounded: "Wang Yongjun, if you can trust me... leave the car to me." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and smiled at Chen Yingxiong: "Well, you go first Playing with you, when I interview you tomorrow, the car issue will be resolved together, what do you think, hero?" This address immediately became intimate, and looking at his expression, it seems that he and Chen Yingxiong already know each other It's been a long time...

Some people desperately want to show their faces in front of each other and get to know each other, and some people can make the other party impressed by them lightly.

The difference!
Chen Yingxiong didn't care: "Okay, then I'll wait for your call tomorrow, Mr. Reporter."

After speaking, he and Dracula turned and walked towards the door of the bar.

Those who poured out of the bar to watch the excitement consciously gave way and watched the two people walk into the bar door.

Meng Ran looked at Chen Yingxiong's swaying back, and snorted: "Why do you play amateur football in Russia?" He was still upset that Chen Yingxiong and Zhong Dajun ignored him just now.

When Zhong Dajun heard this, he turned his head and looked at Meng Ran who was speaking.This was the first time he had looked straight at Meng Ran tonight.

"You melon kid, you know nothing!" He yelled at Meng Ran.In front of these people, he resumed his airs of a big-name reporter. "If you can score ten goals in the [-]th round of the Russian Super League, you can too!"

Meng Ran was not clear about the level of competition in the Russian Super League, but Wang Yongjun, who had seen more in the world than him, was stunned. He still knew a little about the Russian Super League. It was the top league in Russia, and it was currently ranked in Europe. Sixth, second only to the traditional five major leagues!

What is the concept of nearly ten goals in the eleven rounds of the league in such a league?An offensive player himself, he knows exactly what that stat means.

"He? He's in Russia..." He pointed to Chen Yingxiong's back and said doubtfully.

Zhong Dajun nodded: "He is the main center of St. Petersburg, the Russian Super League team!"

Meng Ran and Gan Cowpea were completely dumbfounded.The Chen Yingxiong I know should be an idiot with mediocre ability, who can only play in the youth team before the game because of his business ghost father. How can he be an assistant center for a strong team in the Russian League?Does he have that ability?

Just when Meng Ran and Gan Cowdou were puzzled with their heads down, Zhong Dajun turned his head and said to Wang Yongjun: "Don't doubt that he can't afford the money, he really can afford it... "

Meng Ran didn't even know what to say.What he saw tonight was beyond his comprehension.First, that bastard picked up a stone pile and smashed his new car, and then the reporter Zhong Da, who he had to deal with carefully, even offered to ask Chen Yingxiong for an interview with a flattering face... You know, in the team, everyone is invited by the club. People, give red envelopes, people are willing to come... Then that bastard played in the Russian Super League and scored ten goals in the eleventh round!Such efficiency is astonishing...

"How can he afford it?" Dried cowpea couldn't help asking.How could this Chen Yingxiong do it?Is he still the hero Chen he knows? !

"Do you know how much he earns a week?" Zhong Dajun asked the people in front of him.

"Uh..." Dried cowpea couldn't answer, who knows Chen Yingxiong's income... He always thought that Chen Yingxiong was kicked out of the club, so he could only work around.

Zhong Dajun stretched out four fingers.

"Four hundred?" said the dried cowpea.

Zhong Dajun shook his head.

"four thousand?"

Zhong Dajun shook his head again.

"Could it be...could it still be [-]?" Dry Cowpea was startled by the number he said.This is absolutely impossible!
Zhong Dajun nodded: "Euro. Forty thousand euros, 40 RMB."

Although Zenit did not officially announce this number, he still knew this number from the Russian media when he was collecting information on Chen Yingxiong.He was taken aback then.

40 a week, 160 million a month, it's really not difficult to lose a BMW 40 Series worth 5...

Wang Yongjun, Meng Ran and Qiangdou all opened their mouths wide and stared blankly at Zhong Dajun. If Zhong Dajun immediately smiled and said "I'm lying to you" at this moment, they would definitely breathe a sigh of relief.

No.

The two female companions beside them couldn't help but exclaimed.The income of 40 RMB a week is completely beyond the comprehension of the two of them!

So a group of people now have to accept the fact that the "losers" who were smugly ridiculed by them before are indeed doing better than them now!

Because of the fight, he was expelled from the club, and then went to Russia and became the absolute main force of the team... They have almost been able to draw such a road map from their minds.

Wang Yongjun gave Meng Ran a hard look, it's all this kid!If he hadn't said nonsense that the other party was parking the car, how could there have been so many things after that?

It's a pity that Meng Ran didn't see his fierce eyes, he had already lowered his head dejectedly.

I tried my best to drive my competitors out of the team, and this is what I got in the end?
After Chen Yingxiong handed everything over to Zhong Dajun, he walked into the bar with Dracula. After entering, he asked, "Why did you speak English just now? People may not understand it."

Dracula said very seriously: "Don't you have to speak a foreign language to pretend?"

Chen Yingxiong was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he burst out laughing.

He had never laughed so heartily.

The past, the past of the loser who was ridiculed, insulted and scorned by others, was completely buried by him amidst the laughter.

　
(End of this chapter)