Until the next morning, when he saw Beibei in the cafeteria, Zhao Yaning was still thinking about Li Ke's words in the dormitory last night.

Is this really an opportunity?

Zhao Yaning was still unsure of his mind, so he thought of asking Beibei to talk to see if he could get some suggestions.

"Didn't they say they pay? They don't ask you for money, so why don't they go?" Beibei's opinion was surprisingly consistent with Li Ke and the others, "Don't say you want to study, you never listen to classes."

"I just don't think it's necessary to go."

"You are lying." Beibei saw through Zhao Yaning's disguise at a glance, "We all advised you, but you still don't agree. There must be some other reason."

Zhao Yaning rolled his eyes. Sometimes it is not good for women to be too smart.

"Okay - do you know my athlete subsidy? I am a provincial-level athlete. When I was a sports school, I had a subsidy, and I had 900 yuan a month. When I left the sports school, I thought it would be gone, but it turned out not to be the case."

"That is to say, there are still subsidies for the year when you transferred to school - you didn't get it? What's going on?"

"The coach retained my athlete qualifications and applied for a lot of subsidies in my name. Now the coastal side needs a batch of athlete quotas, so he needs to apply for land and ask the coach for help. He is reluctant to send the good players in the team, so he sold me like this. I didn't know that I still retained the athlete qualifications, but now I know, but the coach said that if I want money, he will not recommend me to go to Paris this time. If I want to go to Paris, I can't ask for this money."

Beibei also frowned this time.

She was very clear about Zhao Yaning's family situation. Zhao Yaning was not rich. Ten thousand yuan was a considerable income for his family and could subsidize his family. He asked Zhao Yaning to give up the opportunity to make money from his family and go to Paris to play. No wonder he was unwilling to go.

But Bebe also understood that even if he went to France to train, even if he was just going to Paris Saint-Germain to attend a football summer camp, it would probably be very attractive to him.

Those are the top five leagues, that is European football. Watching them play football at close range and even participating in their training is definitely a dream for someone like Zhao Yaning.

"Ningzi, what do you think?"

Beibei calmed down and asked.

"What's the use of what I think? Anyway, the result is the same. My family needs money." Zhao Yaning lowered his head and did not look at Beibei's expression. He knew that Beibei must have a look of sympathy, and he was very unaccustomed to that kind of pity.

"What did the uncle say?" After a while, Beibei asked. She knew that even if Zhao Yaning did not contact her father, Li Ke would definitely call the phone.

"My dad said let me go." Zhao Yaning raised his head, "My dad always felt that I couldn't play the ball because he had no money. He didn't want me to miss this opportunity, and said that at least I had a chance to go out and play."

Beibei gently held his hand, but didn't know how to comfort him.

"I can't go. It has nothing to do with my dad. It's because I was injured myself, so I got what I am like today. It has nothing to do with my dad." Zhao Yaning also held Beibei's hand. Beibei could feel that his palms were sweating, and he was far from as calm as his tone.

He himself was eager to go, but that was a lot of money after all.

"Ningzi, it's not your fault, it's your coach. These should be yours, which make them wrong."

"Those grandsons..." Zhao Yaning cursed, and then remembered that Beibei didn't like him to curse people. But Beibei didn't say anything this time, just patted him gently.

Beibei knew very well how angry Zhao Yaning was now.

Although Zhao Yaning rarely mentions his dissatisfaction, Beibei still clearly knows that he is full of reluctance to leave the football team. Beibei knows how much he loves football and is also very clear that leaving the football team is not his problem.

But who is the question? Beibei is also confused.

Chinese football became professional. At that time, there were praises on newspapers and TV. It was said that Chinese football was about to realize the wishes of great men, break out of Asia, go to the world, and achieve great rise.

Until now, Beibei doesn't know if Chinese football has been considered successful, but at least she knows that Zhao Yaning failed.

And the failure was inexplicably unsuccessful, and there was no chance to stand up again.

At that time, everyone said that professionalization helped players grow, but without a corresponding guarantee system and low-level league, the eliminated players were destroyed like this. Moreover, it would be fine if they were eliminated because of themselves, but Zhao Yaning was eliminated because of that coach.

Damn coach.

Beibei also cursed the coach in her heart, but sometimes she also had some small questions: According to Zhao Yaning's tone, it seems that this situation has become a common phenomenon in Chinese football. So is this professionalization really correct?

Beibei doesn't know and doesn't want to ask. Anyway, she doesn't care about football, she only cares about Zhao Yaning.

"Do you still want to play football now?" Beibei couldn't help asking.

"You mean the cripple said that when you go to France, you may be taken by a scout? That's impossible." Zhao Yaning shook his head, "Not to mention whether you can be taken by others, but if you really like it, what if you really like it? The Football Association has strict regulations on transfers and playing football abroad. You can't just turn around if you want to. If you really like it, there is no possibility of staying."

"You still want to go." Beibei pointed out his thoughts incisively, "Then why not give it a try?"

"I said, there is a problem with money here..."

"That's your money, you have to ask for it even if you don't." Beibei interrupted, "If you want me to say, you go to France first, and then sue them after you come back."

"I can't win..."

"Where do you need to win? As long as you go to court, the result will be a settlement outside the court. They can't afford to lose this person... My father's court, I've seen these things a lot."

"That's not good..."

"You're just too honest." Bebe frowned and reached out to touch his forehead, "Why don't you fight for your own things?"

Zhao Yaning lowered his head. Of course, what Beibei said was the best, but he also understood that it was difficult for his father to accept going to court.

In my father's opinion, there are no good people who go to court, and honest people don't cause trouble.

Beibei looked at Zhao Yaning's lowered head and sighed helplessly. She knew that with Zhao Yaning's concerns, she would definitely not be determined to make this decision.

"Ningzi, do you know why I agreed to be your girlfriend?"

Zhao Yaning raised his head and shook in confusion. He had always had this question, but he never dared to ask.

He was afraid that Beibei would be confused for a moment, and once he asked her, she would wake up.

"Do you still remember that when you first came, you said you used to be a winger at the sports school and your football skills were very good. The boys were not convinced and they played with you on the court?"

Zhao Yaning nodded. Of course he remembered that time. He relied on his many years of practice to shake a group of amateur classmates into a dark place. Many girls watching cheered and cheered for him.

But there is no Bebe among those people. Bebe doesn’t like football, and she doesn’t watch football.

"I was very envious of you at that time. Do you know why? Because you came from a sports school. When you were young, you were able to go to a sports school because you like to play football. You dared to do what you wanted to do, which made me very envious."

Zhao Yaning looked at Beibei. He had never heard Beibei mention these things.

"I wanted to be an actor when I was a child." What Beibei said made Zhao Yaning stunned. Beibei smiled bitterly, "Just just think about it. I don't even dare to tell my parents. Every time they say they want to be a scientist for me, I really envy actors and I really hope that I can act. But I only dare to think, but never dare to do it."

"But you dare. If you like playing football, you go to the sports school. Although you failed, you still did what you want to do. And what I envy most is that when you mention playing football and when you play football, you look really confident. I especially like it."

"Sometimes I think that if I go to the art school, maybe I will be very proud when I mention acting or acting now, right? Even if I fail, even if I am in a mess, even if I am nothing, but the people who proudly walk on my own path are different from those who dare to dream by myself."

Beibei held Zhao Yaning's hand again, and she looked directly into Zhao Yaning's eyes, not giving Zhao Yaning any room for dodging, "Now, Ningzi, you have the opportunity to continue your dreams. I hope you can continue to move on-you must understand that your dreams are also my dreams."

The football rolled gently on the ground. Zhao Yaning stretched out his left foot and gently lifted it under the ball. The ball flew up in the direction of his left leg. Zhao Yaning's left knee gently touched the football, and at the same time, his left foot was slightly raised, and the football landed on his feet. After bounced slightly, it landed on his right foot.

Zhao Yaning's feet lightly controlled the football to bounce quickly, but no matter how they bounced, the height would not exceed his knees, and they only moved back and forth on his feet.

After a few rounds and turns, Zhao Yaning exerted a little force and the football bounced up to his waist. This time, Zhao Yaning raised his right leg, caught the football with his knee, pushed the ball to the left, and quickly bent over, then gently stopped the ball with his left shoulder, and then let the football slide down from behind. When the left heel was closed at the same time, he picked up the ball again.

"It's really true. There are not many people who can be done by Ning Zi throwing it into the professional team in just a few moments." Zhang Jun sat on his bed, clapping his palms constantly. Li Ke hurried aside from a distance, looking speechlessly at the two crazy men playing ball in the dormitory.

Even though he knew that Zhao Yaning had outstanding skills, he didn't believe that he could play football in such a small range without any mistakes.

"I play as a winger, and my skills are better. Compared to the defenders of the professional team, I must be better at it." Zhao Yaning shrugged, "I didn't care about the professional team a year ago. I haven't trained much this year and I have gained a lot of weight, so I'm not as good as before."

Looking at Zhao Yaning's lines and abdominal muscles, and then looking at his belly, Zhang Jun had a urge to hit someone.

"Have you made up your mind to go to France?" Li Ke asked.

"Yes." Zhao Yaning nodded.

"It's still Beibei's words that work." Zhang Jun smiled, "What did she say?"

Zhao Yaning didn't say anything, just shouted lightly. He didn't want to answer such questions, because Zhang Jun's expression was like he was a nerd.

Until a long time later, Zhao Yaning was already a world-renowned star. When Zhang Jun raised this question again, Zhao Yaning was silent for a while before answering, "I was worried that if I didn't go, Beibei would look down on me and leave me. At that time, I felt that I could afford to lose 10,000 yuan, and Beibei, I couldn't afford to lose."

"You should really thank Beibei, otherwise you would have lost more than 10,000 yuan." Zhang Jun said with a smile.

Zhao Yaning nodded and smiled.
Chapter completed!