"Which beauty is this?" Tang Zeli was sitting on the side resting when he suddenly saw Cui Shu standing at the entrance of the stadium.

When everyone heard the question, they all looked towards the entrance. Some of the team members said that they felt familiar. At this time, Qi He was just down to rest.

"Jiang Fang!" Qi He shouted.

Jiang Fang, who was practicing shooting, wiped his forehead and turned around and saw Cui Shu's face sank for a second.

"I listened to your words and helped him heal." Outside the stadium, Cui Shu stood in front of Jiang Fang, her eyes full of joy: "So you looked like this when you were training."

Jiang Fang stood indifferently: "What are you doing here?"

"Don't forget what you promised me, and, is the transfer decided?" Cui Shu's eyes showed a hint of threat.

Jiang Fang blinked: "I will do what I say, so you don't have to worry about it."

"This is the best way. There is no future in playing in China. When I go to the UK with you, I will take good care of you and act as an interpreter for you." Cui Shu said with a bright face and full of imagination.

"Are you finished? I'm going back to training." Jiang Fang turned around and left. Cui Shu raised her eyebrows at his back. She came to Japan for a long time, and she didn't believe that Jiang Fang would be so indifferent to her in Europe, where she was unfamiliar.

He Yuzheng went to school in half a month. He was still a little ill, but it was mainly because he had hardly eaten a while ago, and his mental state was already very good.

He was just a little sickly thin. Recently, he tried to eat, but because his stomach was starved, he could only eat a little at a time. He had to take his time to nourish his stomach.

"Where's Jiang Fang?" He Yuzheng asked as soon as he arrived in the classroom. Everyone else in the class had arrived, but Jiang Fang's seat was empty.

Qi He's face was a little ugly, he turned his head: "Don't ask me."

Although Di Xin is from the basketball team, he has also heard about it: "Isn't Jiang Fang sold to the Premier League? I heard that the transfer fee is 750W."

"You can shut up." Lu Yang warned in a low voice, but he sat in the front, Di Xin sat in the back, and He Yuzheng could hear it even if he whispered.

He Yuzheng frowned blankly: "Transfer?"

The first thing he thought was that maybe the team Jiang Fang transferred to had a very suitable position for him. After discussing with Manager Tan, Jiang Fang and Manager Tan reached a consensus and decided to seize this opportunity.

But why don't you tell yourself, even if you send him a message after you get your phone, you don't reply.

"I'll go back to the sports center with you later, he should be there, right?" He Yuzheng looked at Qi He again.

Qi He gritted his teeth: "Yes."

Packing luggage.

He Yuzheng nodded. He didn't think it was strange that Jiang Fang couldn't reply to the message. He didn't have his mobile phone with him when he was training, and sometimes he was fascinated by watching the video of the game. Cell phone communication.

It's a bit strange that he only knows now that he is going to transfer such a big deal.

But on second thought, everyone may be concerned about their illness and do not want to distract themselves.

After class, He Yuzheng followed Qi He's car to the sports center. They took their exams very late in the afternoon, and it got dark early in winter. By the time they got to the sports center, it was already dark.

Qi He and He Yuzheng sent him to the office building: "It's probably here."

The transfer of Jiang Fang was almost a thunderbolt, and the whole team was dumbfounded for three days. When Tan Xianglun announced it, it was already a certainty. Most of the players went up to congratulate after being dumb for a while, but only Jiang Put seems to think there is nothing to congratulate.

Since Cui Shu came to Qi He in the sports center that day, he has guessed something. He went to ask Jiang Fang a few days ago. Jiang Fang did not elaborate, but it also confirmed Qi He's conjecture.

After putting down He Yuzheng, Qi He left the sports center. He really didn't want to stay where he was and watch Fa Xiao get hit.

Just as He Yuzheng got off the car and was about to go upstairs, the elevator in the lobby of the office building reached the first floor. Jiang Fang walked out with a document bag in his hand, and walked out with his head lowered and his face expressionless.

"Jiang Fang!" He Yuzheng's heartbeat suddenly became intense like a fish touching water.

Jiang Fang raised his head in response, his gray eyes changed from dullness to ecstasy, but in just a moment, he quickly regained his calm, his steps slowed down, and walked towards He Yuzheng standing in the dark as if he was walking into the abyss.

"I seem to be fine." He Yuzheng took the initiative to meet him. After losing weight, his eyes became bigger and brighter. He raised his eyes and looked at He Yuzheng: "I seem to be really healed."

Jiang Fang reluctantly hooked his lips: "That's great."

"But why didn't you reply to my news, and you're going to transfer?" He Yuzheng teased with a smile: "I wanted to send you away at the time, but you didn't want to, but now you're taking the initiative to go to the Premier League?"

Jiang Fang felt a surge of uncontrollable sourness in his heart. He moved his eyes further into the darkness, and his voice was deep and floating: "Let's go, I have something to tell you."

He Yuzheng wondered why Jiang Fang didn't come up and hug him. He thought he was reluctant and thought he was being forced to transfer by Manager Tan and was unhappy, so he took the initiative to hold Jiang Fang's arm: "Okay, let's go."

The two walked quietly on the deserted avenue of the sports center, and soon came to the main stadium of Shenghe FC.

Jiang Fang looked at the place where his dream began, felt the most important person around him, and wet his eyes in the dark.

"What do you want to say?" He Yuzheng asked cheerfully, "I don't know if you can play a farewell match before you leave. Everyone must be very reluctant to let you go. Let's talk about the number over there..."

"Let's break up, He Yuzheng." Jiang Fang interrupted He Yuzheng's plans for the future, pulled his hand out of his arm, took a step back, and said softly.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no other people in this stadium, He Yuzheng would have thought that he had heard it wrong.

"I don't want to talk anymore." Jiang Fang lowered his head and said in the long stunned silence.

He Yuzheng felt that his limbs were a little numb. He seemed to be dumb for a while, just standing dumbfounded.