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Chapter 63: Aftereffects

The match between Tyne and Scots kicked off at 5:30pm, and ended at less than 7:30pm. By the time the fans had left the stadium, it was only 8pm.

The excited Tyne fans would definitely not go home and go to bed at this time.

"Let's go! Let's go have a drink! Let's celebrate this great victory!"

Walking back into the familiar neighborhood, Robbie Dixie suggested.

"I'm treating everyone to a free drink today!" announced Collins, the owner of the Miner's Bar.

His decision was immediately approved and welcomed by everyone:

"I declare that besides my wife and the king, Mr. Collins is the person I love most!"

"Let's cheer for Mr. Collins!"

"Ooooooh! Collins! Ooooooh!"

After Mr. Berg joined in the fun, he said to Tang Lin beside him, "Why don't you come along, Tang?"

Dixie also extended a warm invitation: "He must go! He is our lucky star!"

Others agreed: "Right! Lucky star!"

Collins also said: "I'm waiving all of Tang's expenses tonight!"

Tang Lin was in a dilemma because he didn't like noisy bars...

He weakly defended himself: "What kind of lucky star am I..."

"This is the first game you came to watch, and Tyne won. Wang Lie started the game and even scored a hat trick... Aren't you lucky enough?" Dixie asked.

"Well... I admit that I might be a little lucky, but that doesn't mean I'm your lucky star..."

Dixie laughed loudly, "Haha! We took advantage of your luck! Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to see Victory and Wang's hat trick!"

Mr. Berg also advised: "Go ahead, Don. I'm counting on you to take me home."

In fact, Tang Lin was embarrassed to disappoint these enthusiastic Tyne fans, and Mr. Berg's reason gave him a way out.

So he nodded: "Okay, Mr. Berg, I'll go."

Seeing the protagonist nodded, everyone cheered happily, and then they surrounded Tang Lin and walked towards the Miners' Bar.

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"Let me tell you, Harry. Before the king scored the third goal, those bastards from the Scouse kept yelling and cursing above us. It was so ugly! I really suspect that they have been eating shit since they were born, otherwise how could their mouths stink so badly? We could smell it down there..."

Robbie Dixie sat at the bar and described the situation to Harry Collins, who was unable to watch the game because he had to watch the store.

He spoke so vividly that it made people feel as if they were there.

So Harry Collins shrank back: "Stay away from me, old Robbie. I can smell the stench on you..."

Dixie quickly defended herself: "It's them who stink, not me!"

Everyone burst into laughter when they saw Dixie being humiliated.

Dixie found another excuse while laughing: "Even if I have a bad smell, it was purified by Wang's hat trick! You don't know, after Wang scored the third goal, those Scouse bastards upstairs became dumb! I thought they had all disappeared..."

"That's true," Theo Collins, who was standing behind the bar and serving the old guys with his son, testified on Dixie's behalf. "The arrogant Scouse fans were completely silenced by Wang. From that time on, until the end of the game, they didn't make any more noises."

"It was so cool! When we were two goals behind at the start, those bastards were so excited..."

"In fact, we should thank them," said Jon Berg. "Thank them for adapting the song to scold Wang. Maybe it was their scolding that stimulated Wang?"

"Ha, that's entirely possible!" echoed the others.

"So..." Berg raised his glass, "Let's thank the Scouse fans and cheers to them!"

"Cheers to them!" Everyone raised their glasses in unison.

After drinking, we laughed together.

Tang Lin did not join them in mocking the Scouse fans, even though he also hated the Scouse fans' cursing of Wang Lie during the game.

But after leaving the frenzy and self-losing atmosphere, he regained his calm and rationality, and seemed out of place in the bustling bar.

Mr. Berg could sense Tang Lin's embarrassment and uneasiness.

So this time he didn't drink with his old friends until he was drunk and then left. Instead, he put down his empty glass and said goodbye to his friends in advance: "I have to go back."

"Huh?" Dixie was a little surprised that he left so early. "You just had one drink, Jon."

"One cup is enough." Berg shook his head.

"Last time after we beat Herlingham, you were drunk all the time! What's wrong with you today?" Not only Dixie, but everyone else felt that Berg was strange today.

Berg said: "I just suddenly realized one thing...Will Wang and Tyne's contracts end at the end of this season?"

Old Collins shook his head and answered him: "No, it is said that he signed a contract with the club for one and a half years."

"So that means he will still be at Tyne next season. I think there should be more than one or two games like today's and victories like the one against Hurlingham. If I get drunk after every victory, I'm afraid I'll be dead before a year and a half. So I have to take it easy. One glass of wine at a time, slowly and steadily, I can drink for a long time."

After that, Mr. Berg waved to Tang Lin: "Let's go, Tang."

Tang Lin stood up and followed, supporting Mr. Berg.

"Bye, guys. See you tomorrow."

After watching the two people leave, Robbie Dixie curled his lips and said, "What do you mean by slow and steady progress? I think he found out that the Chinese boy was not used to the atmosphere in the bar, so he found a way for him to back down..."

Theo Collins smiled and said, "What Jon said makes sense. We should have many opportunities to celebrate our victories in the future... Given his physical condition, he really needs to take it easy."

Others also looked forward to it:

"More wins... Then we finally won't have to fight for relegation next season, right?"

"Relegation? I think we can even think about playing in European competitions!"

"European War?! Are you kidding me?"

"Are you kidding me? Look at our current standings. Is qualification for the UEFA Champions League that far away from us?"

"European competition... such a distant term. When was the last time we participated in a European competition? What event was it?"

"Let me think... Thirty-four years ago, in 2005, we participated in the Intertoto Cup..."

Hearing the discussion among the drunkards, Harry Collins couldn't help but cover his face: "Thirty-four years ago... I wasn't even born! Now they are dreaming of going to Europe..."

He thought this was ridiculous.

His father, Theo Collins, said: "If you went to watch the game today, maybe you would be as confident about the future as they are."

Little Collins nodded: "Okay, then next time at home, let's switch. I'll go to watch the game and you stay to look after the store."

Old Collins showed an embarrassment on his face: "Ah this..."

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On the way back home from the bar, Tang Lin was worried about one thing, that is, Mr. Berg would invite him to watch the game again...

Although he enjoyed watching today's game, he still doesn't like football.

If Mr. Berg took this opportunity today to invite him to continue watching the game, he really didn't know how to refuse Mr. Berg...

However, what surprised Tang Lin was that until they walked back home and said goodbye, Mr. Berg never mentioned to him about watching the game next time.

Although Tang Lin was somewhat curious about Mr. Berg's sudden change of temper, he did not dare to ask - he was afraid of reminding Mr. Berg.

So after saying goodbye to Mr. Berg at the stairs, he returned to his room.

After changing into his daily clothes, he sat at the desk by the window, remembering that he hadn't reviewed his lessons well all day.

He opened the book, wanting to read for a while before going to bed.

But when he finally calmed down, he found that the scene he saw at Lize Park Stadium today kept appearing in his mind.

There was also a buzzing sound in his ears, as if he was still in the stands of the stadium.

There were shrill boos, ugly curses, and thunderous cheers from the entire stadium after Wang Lie scored a goal.

There was also that melodious local folk song. He had never expected that after being sung in unison by tens of thousands of fans in the stadium, this slow song would be so in tune with the intense football game.

These sounds still lingered in his mind for a long time.

After trying several times, Tang Lin was unable to immerse himself in the ocean of knowledge.

In the end he gave up.

I simply closed the book, leaned back in my chair, and looked forward, focusing on the row of clothes hanging on the opposite wall.

Inside was the blue Tyne jersey he had just changed out of.

Wang Lie's number and name were printed on it.

WANG
99
The unison shouts of the Tyne fans rang in my ears:
"China Wang! China Wang! China Wang..."

He had to admit that even though he didn't understand football and couldn't say he liked it, the figure of this person left the deepest impression in his memory.

He somewhat understood why this man had so many fans all over the world, and even when he was old and weak, there were still so many die-hard fans who worked hard to protect him.

Just based on this one game, there is no telling how many people will fall in love with him. Even he, who has never been interested in football, is fascinated by it.

You know, when all the fans in the stadium were doing the worship gesture, he was among them!

If such a thing had happened before today, he would not even think about doing it - how could he go crazy and worship someone?
He hasn't even started to like football yet, but he's already kind of wanting to be a fan of this man. It's crazy and scary!
He let out a long breath, only to feel his heart beating a little faster. The aftereffects were even greater than he had initially imagined...

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"father!"

"father!"

When Wang Lie opened the door, he saw his son and daughter, as well as his wife Tang Xingmei, waiting at the entrance.

Wang Lie squatted down, picked up his son and daughter in each hand, and asked, "Is the game exciting?"

"Dad is awesome!"

"Dad you're awesome!"

The son and daughter gave Wang Lie a kiss on each cheek.

Tang Xingmei looked at them with a smile on her face: "Qi Qi, when you scored the third goal, you simply ran outside to the yard and ran a lap."

Wang Lie laughed out loud.

Amid his father's laughter, Wang Ziqi said, "I can't wait to go back tomorrow!"

Wang Lie's laughter suddenly stopped: "Ah? Are you unhappy living here?"

"No!" Wang Ziqi quickly shook his head and explained, "I mean I can't wait for school to start tomorrow!"

"When did you become so fond of studying?" Wang Lie was even more puzzled.

"This way I can go to school and get a good look at SB's reaction!"

"SB? Which of your classmates has such a weird name?"

Tang Xingmei explained for her son, "It's what I told you before. He got into a fight with a classmate because of you. That SB was his classmate who scolded you."

"His name is Shi Bo, 'SH-I' Shi, 'B-O' Bo, SB, Shi Bo!" Wang Ziqi added.

"Oh..." Wang Lie suddenly realized. "Your classmate who is a fan of Chi Zhen?"

"Yes, that's him! He's so annoying!"

Just when the name was mentioned, Wang Ziqi showed an expression of disgust.

Wang Lie smiled and said, "Don't worry about it. Other people's opinions and views will not affect your father."

Tang Xingmei also chimed in: "Yes, didn't I tell you? Your father is a very strong man."

Daughter Wang Zilin waved her little fist and said: "Dad is the best!"

Wang Ziqi curled his lips: "But my heart is not that strong..."

Tang Xingmei used her mother's tone: "Then learn from your father!"

Wang Lie laughed: "It's okay, there won't be another chance for others to scold your father."

Wang Ziqi's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Like today?"

Wang Lie nodded and promised: "Yes. Just like today."

"Great!" Wang Ziqi raised his arms and shouted.

"Great!" Wang Zilin also followed his brother to learn.

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Tang Xingmei came out of the shower and saw her husband sitting on the bed and browsing his phone. She said, "I thought about it again and again while I was taking a shower just now. You should not put too much pressure on yourself just to make the children happy."

Wang Lie knew his wife was talking about that matter, so he reassured her: "Don't worry, there's no pressure. Even if I don't promise them, won't I just do the right thing? As long as I behave well, those who scold me will naturally shut up, and Qi Qi won't have to suffer in school anymore. It's just a matter of convenience."

Tang Xingmei laughed: "It's as if you can wear a hat in every game..."

Wang Lie also laughed: "It's impossible to score a hat trick in every game, but I will definitely play better and better. I will never go back to the situation in the first half of the season."

Based on her contact with her husband during this period, Tang Xingmei feels that her husband is in very good condition now - she is not referring to his condition on the field, but his mental state. The confusion, pain and anger that she could clearly feel over the phone before are now gone.

This time when he came to Newcastle, her husband reappeared in front of her, radiant and full of confidence, as if he had been reborn.

Tang Xingmei stared at her husband in a daze.

Wang Lie was also looking at his wife affectionately.

Under the warm yellow light, the loose and thin gauze dress and pajamas could not completely cover my wife's graceful body.

Despite having two children, my 40-year-old wife still maintains a good figure because of her daily care and good fitness.

Especially after taking a bath, she looks like a lotus emerging from clear water.

I don’t know if it’s because of his outstanding performance in this game, but he is in very good spirits at the moment.

So he put down his phone, stood up, walked to his wife and hugged her.

"Eh? What are you doing?" Tang Xingmei was a little surprised.

"Fuck." Wang Lie nodded and gave her a simple and affirmative answer, then he picked her up horizontally and threw her onto the bed.

The defenseless Tang Xingmei screamed in fear, but quickly suppressed her anger and whispered, "What are you doing? The children just went to bed!"

"How could they just fall asleep? They fell asleep a long time ago! Don't worry, this house is big, we won't disturb them..."

Wang Lie said this while lifting his wife's skirt.

His wife didn't stop him, but widened her eyes and said, "You just finished the game..."

"Yeah, that's because we did it after the game - we have to abstain from sex before the game."

After saying this, Wang Lie bent down, breathing heavily, and turned into a wild beast.

Tang Xingmei tensed her body and began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

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Tang Xingmei lay on her husband's body, closing her eyes and savoring the tenderness that had just occurred.

Although she was a little reluctant at first, looking at her expression now, you can tell how satisfied she is.

When she was most comfortable, she even felt like she was melting in her husband's strong arms.

She moaned comfortably: "Husband, you have changed..."

Wang Lie, who was holding his wife with one hand and browsing his phone with the other, was startled: "Ah?"

"You've become more aggressive!"

Wang Lie rolled his eyes: Can you please stop breathing so heavily when you speak next time?
"Well, a short absence is better than a new marriage." Wang Lie said casually.

"Nonsense, how long have we been here? And what about 'a short separation'? We did it on your birthday, and it felt completely different from today! It was like you'd become younger!"

Wang Lie was inspired by his wife's words, but he didn't think deeply about the problem for the time being. He just dealt with his wife first and tried not to reveal any flaws. Being indecisive at this time could be fatal...

He pretended to be nonchalant and said, "It's normal. I scored a hat trick today! Haven't you heard of that saying? 'Goals make a man younger'..."

Tang Xingmei sneered: "I have heard that 'power makes men younger'."

"What power does your husband have? He only knows how to score goals, so scoring goals makes me young, there's nothing wrong with that."

Tang Xingmei just said this casually and didn't really want to discuss this issue with her husband. She also felt that her husband's explanation made perfect sense.

So she continued to lie on her husband's chest, closed her eyes and savored the moment, enjoying this world that belonged only to her and her husband.

Her husband was still holding his cell phone at this moment, but his mind was not on it at all.

What his wife said just now answered a small question in his mind.

When he saw his wife coming out of the shower, he felt an uncontrollable desire.

He originally thought it was due to abstaining from sex for a few days before the game.

Now it seems that maybe it's because he was a year younger in the game today...

It is the body that is young, not the age.

A young body can help him score more goals on the court, but it can also be useful in bed...

He will surely get younger and younger in the future, and his desires in that area may even return to the state he had when he was young.

If my wife is not around at that time... the night will be long and hard to endure!

Thinking of this, Wang Lie put down his phone and suddenly hugged his wife: "After sending the child back to China, come back to accompany me, okay?"

Tang Xingmei was surprised why Wang Lie brought this up again: "Haven't we discussed this? We can't really let the children be left behind. I have to stay with them."

"I need you to accompany me too..." Wang Lie buried his face in his wife's soft chest.

Tang Xingmei raised her hand and played with her husband's hair: "Don't worry, I will come to accompany you from time to time, just treat it as a holiday for myself - you don't know how hard it is to take care of a child. If I don't give myself a holiday, I'm afraid I will go crazy."

"Then you should give yourself holidays often and don't put too much pressure on yourself." Wang Lie's voice came muffled from below.

Tang Xingmei felt itchy, twisted her body to hide for a while and smiled: "I know, I know, don't worry, I will give myself a holiday often."

She patted her husband, comforting him and looking forward to it.

(End of this chapter)