Shicheng.

At the entrance of a three-star hotel. In a small city like Shicheng, a three-star hotel is already the highest-end hotel. At this time, a young man was arguing fiercely with two doormen.

The young man was wearing a very old-style national team uniform, and his feet were also wearing a pair of sneakers that he could not see now, although they were very old and old, but they were cleanly washed. His appearance was very ordinary, but the lines on his face were clear and angular, and he looked very firm. His eyes were bright and clear, revealing his cleverness.

At this time, he was arguing with two guards because Gao Meng saw that the hotel was clean and wanted to go in and eat a bowl of noodles, but the guard was blocked outside without hesitation. He told him that if he wanted to enter their Home Inn Hotel, he had to wear a tie.

What is the tie? Gao Meng, who had been living in the mountain village with his grandfather and grandma, didn't know. So he quarreled with the two guards even louder.

The two guards' eyes gradually showed disdain and impatientness, and they looked up and down at Gao Meng's clothes, with mocking eyes. Moreover, Gao Meng noticed that the diners sitting in the restaurant hall had put down the tableware in their hands and looked at him with various eyes. Some were curious, some mocking, some disdain, and some pity...

Gao Meng's clothes were handed to him by his grandfather before he left. In his more than ten years of life, his grandfather was the person he respected the most. When his grandfather handed him this set of clothes, he once said to him with a full expression:

"Meng'er, this set of clothes was worn by my grandfather when he was on behalf of the country. He carries my grandfather's honor. Today, my grandfather gives it to you. If you wear it, you cannot insult this honor. You will listen carefully. As a footballer, you must not only have superb skills, but also have a brave heart!

Once you arrive on the football field, you must have a courageous heart. If... even if you are afraid for a moment, you will lose the opportunity given to you by God. I have nothing to teach you about football skills. You can take this letter to find Zhang Qiang at the Beijing Guoping Club. He was my grandfather’s teammate back then and also a role model for you to learn from the future. His background is like you, and he has been out of the mountain village, but in the end he became the captain of the national team through his own efforts and courage. Now he is the chairman of the Guoping Club and the national People’s Congress representative. He is a person who calls the wind and rain in the capital."

At this time, the grandmother who had been sitting next to her waved to Gao Meng and said kindly:

"Meng'er, our Dong family's gossip and dragon palm grandma has been passed on to you. In recent years, you have integrated the body and foot techniques in the gossip and dragon palm into the football technology. Now, in terms of technology alone, you have surpassed your grandfather. How far you develop in the future depends on how brave your heart is! Also, the prescriptions for trauma and dragon palm that grandma has passed on to you are all secrets of our Dong family. It has very effective treatment for bruises and injuries. You must keep them in mind."

With the advice of his grandfather and grandma, Gao Meng left the small mountain village where he had lived since he could remember. Along the way, many people saw his clothes with strange eyes and laughing smiles. There was no way, the clothes on his body were at least fifty years ago, and were incompatible with modern times, as if they had traveled through time and space to this world.

He is as fierce as his name. He has a strong temper. How can he bear such eyes and ridicule? Along the way, he clenched his fists almost at every moment, stared at the eyes, and glanced at the person looking at him with a fierce light.

In this way, most passers-by could hold back their laughter when they were in a fearful heart. Even if they couldn't hold it, they would at least turn their heads and laugh silently. So, along the way, Gao Meng kept holding it in, and kept it in the stone city.

At this time, Gao Meng, who was standing at the doorstep of Home Inn, was arguing with the guards, noticed the different expressions of the people in the hotel, and the shame and anger in his heart became stronger and stronger. At this time, he noticed that a middle-aged man was sitting near the window not far from him. He was tall and proud, and he seemed to be talking about something when facing the three people, and his eyes were glancing at Gao Meng from time to time. At the same time, the three listeners also looked at Gao Meng with the eyes of the person.

Gao Meng stopped the argument with the guard, listened carefully, and vaguely heard the middle-aged man commenting on his clothes, while the other three people burst into laughter from time to time.

It should be noted that Gao Meng has been on the way. Because this dress has been holding on for a long time, he doesn't understand why his grandfather said that the clothes carrying honors will cause ridicule from everyone. At this time, when he saw those people laughing at him, Gao Meng, who is young and energetic and has a strong temper, can still bear it?

Using the Bagua Youlong's body technique, he passed through the middle of the two guards with a "swoosh" sound, and instantly stood in front of the middle-aged man, staring at each other's eyes, and said coldly:

"What are you laughing at? If you have anything funny, tell me and let me smile with you."

The middle-aged man was stunned, then felt very funny. He picked up the beer on the table in front of him and took a sip, pondered for a while, before he said in an indescribable sarcasm and presumptuous tone:

"I have nothing to say to someone like you, get away, boy."

"But, I have something to tell you!"

The middle-aged man's tone made Gao Meng feel very uncomfortable, and the unrestrained and contemptuous tone made Gao Meng crazy.

The middle-aged man smiled faintly, looked at him with interest for a while, shook his head disdainfully, stood up slowly, and walked towards the door slowly. The middle-aged man's mocking and calm attitude caused everyone in the hall to laugh "haha". For a moment, the whole hall was filled with hilarious noises, which made the pedestrians outside look inside curiously.

The middle-aged man said slowly in the midst of everyone's hilariousness: "The clothes you wear are from the national team 50 years ago. They were very popular fifty years ago, but now... it's better to put them in the museum!"

"Are you laughing at me?" Gao Meng's hands were pinching and making a "gaba" sound.

"I don't laugh often." The middle-aged man curled his lips and said, "But no one can stop me when I want to laugh!"

Gao Meng couldn't help it anymore. Before the man finished speaking, Gao Meng's fist had already hit. The man jumped back sharply and dodged Gao Meng's fist. A hint of anger flashed in his eyes, and he punched Gao Meng.

The three middle-aged people behind Gao Meng also jumped up from their seats, picked up the chair under their butt, and smashed them towards Gao Meng. As soon as the four people got into action, Gao Meng immediately realized that these four people were all martial arts people, and they were not much worse than themselves. Faced with the siege of four people who were not much weaker than themselves, Gao Meng suddenly became in a hurry. "Bang! Bang!" Two consecutive chairs hit Gao Meng's head, Gao Meng was hit on the ground, and blood flowed out of his forehead, and almost fainted from pain.

At this time, the owner of the restaurant hurriedly ran out from inside, stopped the middle-aged man, and then asked the waiter to help him, lifted Gao Meng into a private room, and randomly posted it on Gao Meng with a few band-aids.

At this time in the hall, the middle-aged man asked the waiter to change a few chairs and threw them to the waiter a few hundred-dollar bills, which were considered as compensation. Then he sat down again and slowly drank beer. Hearing the sound of the door of the private room, the middle-aged man turned around and looked at the boss coming out of it and asked:

"How is that guy?"

"He's getting better, he fainted just now."

"Haha, is that?" the middle-aged man smiled indifferently.

"However, before he fainted, he kept shouting and asking you to wait." The boss couldn't help laughing.

The middle-aged man also laughed and said, "This kid is crazy enough."

The boss also smiled contemptuously and said, "Mr. Liang, that boy shouted before he fainted, "If you were in the capital, he would make you unable to take the opportunity. Even if you were in the stone city, you would regret it, it would be just a little late."

Mr. Liang frowned slightly and said coldly: "Is he the ** from the capital? He dressed like that in a special way?"

The boss shook his head and whispered in a flattering look: "I don't know. I provide these to Mr. Liang, and I want Mr. Liang to keep more gods."

"When he got angry, did he mention anyone?"

"Swish~~" the boss said sneered: "Why didn't there? He pointed to his pocket and said, "When he arrived in the capital, he told Zhang Qiang, see how he would deal with you!"

"Zhang Qiang?" Mr. Liang was slightly stunned and asked in a deep voice: "When he fainted, have you ever checked his pocket?"

"There is a letter to Zhang Qiang, the boss of the Beijing Guoping Club."

"real?"

"Really!" The boss nodded cautiously.

"Okay, I understand, you go!" Mr. Liang waved his hand, looking careless.

After the hotel owner left, Mr. Liang's expression changed, frowned slightly, and a look of anxiety appeared. He turned around and looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he stood up and quickly flashed into the private room where Gao Meng was. The boss at the entrance of the stairs flashed, and he immediately pretended not to see it, turning his head to the side. Mr. Liang quickly came out of the private room, went to the counter and threw a few hundred-dollar bills, and then stepped out of the hotel gate.
Chapter completed!