I put you in charge of the child, and you raised a monster!

When the plane landed, it was already evening local time.

The sky outside the porthole was clear, and the city lights in the distance were lighting up one by one. A huge World Cup poster could be seen along the airport runway.

As soon as Zhao Lei got off the plane, he was full of energy again.

"Dear viewers!"

"We've arrived!"

Bai Sisi gently tugged at him from behind.

"Keep your voice down, the child just woke up."

Zhao Lei immediately lowered his voice, but the excitement on his face didn't diminish at all.

"I'm low-key, I'm extremely low-key."

Shen Ling'er, being led by Yang Mi, had just stepped out of the covered bridge, her face still showing a slightly sleepy and indifferent expression.

She looked up at Zhao Lei.

"You're so low-key, yet your voice is louder than an airplane."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Bai Sisi's shoulders trembled with laughter.

"Teacher Ling'er started working as soon as she landed."

Shen Ling'er corrected her seriously.

"It's not about work, it's that he's too obvious."

Zhao Lei clutched his chest.

"Okay, I'll take it."

Dragging her small suitcase, Chen Doudou's first question was, "Are there any chicken legs here?"

Lin Jia was already used to it and simply said, "Yes, let's go through customs first."

Chen Doudou nodded.

"Then I can pass."

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"You can't not do it."

Chen Doudou thought about it and agreed that it made sense, so she nodded seriously.

"Then I can pass even more."

Everyone burst into laughter.

The production team definitely spent a lot of money this time.

Airport pick-up and drop-off, hotels, live streaming equipment, and match tickets were all arranged in advance.

In addition, to ensure the quality of the live broadcast, the production team also coordinated with the local broadcaster to obtain permission.

The live stream never stopped from the moment the plane landed.

The barrage of comments was dense.

"They really arrived! The production team wasn't exaggerating this time!"

"The World Cup segment is here!"

"Teacher Ling'er started criticizing Zhao Lei as soon as she got off the plane, hahaha."

"I just want to know what she's going to glean from watching the game."

"Don't rush, let the children eat first, otherwise Teacher Ling'er will audit the program's meals."

The hotel is not too far from the airport.

All along the way, the scenery outside the car window was filled with World Cup elements.

French and Moroccan flags were hanging on the streets, and fans were already singing in their jerseys outside bars. Highlights of both teams' journeys to the quarterfinals were playing on a loop on the square screens.

Zhao Lei was thrilled watching it.

"The French team is strong in this match."

"Mbappe is fast, Griezmann can organize the attack, and the midfield and defense are also solid."

"Morocco is not weak either, with a particularly strong defense and a quick counter-attack."

Zhou Chen nodded.

"There are no weak teams in the quarterfinals."

Chen Hao also laughed and said, "Watching a match like this live will definitely create a different atmosphere."

The children seemed to understand but not quite.

Zhao Mengmeng asked, "Between France and Morocco, which is more powerful?"

Just as Zhao Lei was about to answer, he suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Shen Ling'er.

"Teacher Ling'er, what do you think?"

Shen Ling'er was watching from the window as a boy in a French football jersey and an older man in a Moroccan football jersey were vying to take a photo together.

Upon hearing the question, she shook her head.

"I haven't watched the game yet, so I can't say anything."

Zhao Lei was taken aback.

"You weren't this careful when you kicked a soda can at the airport."

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"Kicking the can is about watching the players. Watching the game is about watching how both sides kick it."

Bai Sisi smiled and said, "That's true."

Shen Ling'er added a sentence.

"And you adults like to guess first, and then come up with a reason."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Zhou Chen couldn't help but laugh.

That's a very accurate assessment.

Yang Mi looked down at her daughter, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"Let's eat first, and watch the game tomorrow."

Shen Ling'er nodded immediately.

"This arrangement is correct."

The director, sitting in the front car, finally breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing those words through his earpiece.

The assistant director whispered, "Director, Ling'er has approved the arrangement."

The director nodded very seriously.

Write it down.

Assistant Director: "..."

Hotel check-in went smoothly.

The production team arranged a room for each family, and the children got sleepy quickly after dinner.

Shen Ling'er ate a children's steak and drank half a cup of hot milk.

As Yang Mi wiped her mouth, the little girl suddenly asked, "Mommy, will the sports field be very noisy tomorrow?"

Yang Mi nodded.

"It will be very noisy, tens of thousands of people shouting at the same time."

Shen Ling'er thought for a moment.

"Then I'll wear earplugs."

Yang Mi smiled.

"Okay, Mom will help you prepare."

Shen Ling'er then asked, "Can I bring some food?"

Yang Mi: "Some items can't be brought in, but you can buy them inside the stadium."

Shen Ling'er frowned.

"With so many people, buying food will be slow."

Yang Mi suppressed a laugh.

"Mom checked the location in advance and bought the items first."

Shen Ling'er was relieved.

"That's fine."

Zhao Lei happened to be passing by and overheard this, so he couldn't help but quietly summarize it to the camera.

"Dear viewers, the most important strategy on the field at the World Cup is not how France plays, nor how Morocco defends."

"Teacher Ling'er's meal route must be planned in advance."

Shen Ling'er looked up.

You're speaking too loudly.

Zhao Lei immediately shut up.

The comments section was filled with laughter.

"Hahaha, the food route is the core of the strategy!"

"Ling'er is so real."

"It's not that she doesn't understand the World Cup; she's solving her survival problem first."

"..."

The next night.

Outside Boston Stadium, crowds surged.

French fans wore blue jerseys and had the French flag painted on their faces.

Moroccan fans waved red flags, and the sounds of drums, songs, and cheers mingled together, setting the entire area outside the stadium ablaze.

As soon as the crew got out of the car, Zhao Lei couldn't help but open his arms wide.

"They're here!"

"This is the World Cup in action!"

Bai Sisi was also somewhat shocked by the sea of ​​people in front of her.

"The atmosphere here is truly different."

Zhou Chen held Zhou Xiaoyu's hand and whispered a reminder: "Stay close to your parents."

Chen Hao also pulled Chen Doudou to his side.

"Don't run around."

Chen Doudou nodded earnestly.

"I won't wander around; I'll find something to eat."

Lin Jia: "..."

Shen Ling'er, wearing a small pair of earplugs, was led forward by Yang Mi.

Unlike other children who kept watching the fans, she kept looking at the entrance, security checkpoint, stands, and sales area.

Zhao Lei noticed and couldn't help but ask, "Teacher Ling'er, what are you looking at?"

Shen Ling'er said, "We'll see how we get home after the show."

Zhao Lei was taken aback.

"You're already watching the show end before you even get inside?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"The more people there are, the more important it is to know how to get out."

Zhou Chen listened and nodded seriously.

"This is a good habit."

Bai Sisi also whispered, "Indeed, the worst thing about bringing kids out is when things get chaotic afterward."

Zhao Lei expressed his feelings to the camera.

"When Teacher Ling'er first looked at the World Cup, she looked at the emergency routes."

Shen Ling'er added.

"Look at the food second."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Everyone burst out laughing.

The show's producers bought excellent seats.

Although not in the very front row, I had a wide field of vision and could clearly see the changes in formation across the entire field.

After Zhao Lei sat down, he was extremely satisfied.

"Director, this ticket is great!"

"This is a great spot to watch the game!"

The director, sitting in the back row, finally showed a hint of pride on his face.

"I spent money."

Shen Ling'er sat down next to Yang Mi and looked around.

"This time the money was well spent."

The director was taken aback.

Zhao Lei immediately turned around.

"Director! This is the second official approval!"

The director quickly took out his phone.

The assistant director, seemingly oblivious, reminded him, "I've already noted it down."

The comments section started flooding again.

"The director is now living off Ling'er's reviews, hahaha."

"This is a great spot; you can see the whole stadium."

"The production team really went all out this time; they even managed to broadcast it live."

"Ling'er is so focused after she sat down. Is this really her first time watching football?"

The match hasn't started yet.

The players from both sides entered the field to warm up.

Shen Ling'er initially just watched quietly.

She watched the French players sprint, the Moroccan players pass the ball, the goalkeeper make saves, and also the reactions of the substitutes and coaching staff.

Zhao Lei originally thought she would ask a lot of questions about the rules first.

The little girl watched for almost ten minutes without saying a word.

Yang Mi lowered his head and asked her, "Did you understand?"

Shen Ling'er shook her head.

"I don't understand it all yet."

Just as Zhao Lei was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she continued.

"But we roughly know who's in a hurry, who's steady, and who likes to go which way."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Bai Sisi blinked.

"This is just the warm-up."

Shen Ling'er spoke very seriously.

"I also have a habit of showing skin when warming up."

Some people look at their teammates before receiving the ball, while others only look at the ball before receiving it.

"Some people will go back to their positions immediately after finishing their run, while others will walk a few more steps."

"Those two extra steps might be too late in the competition."

Zhou Chen's eyes flickered upon hearing this.

"She pays attention to details and habits."

Zhao Lei lowered his voice.

"Teacher Ling'er, this really doesn't seem like your first time watching a game."

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"This is my first time watching a football game, not my first time watching a person."

Zhao Lei remained silent.

The live chat exploded instantly.

"This is my first time watching a football game, not my first time seeing a player! That's so cool!"

"Oh no, she's really starting to figure it out."

"You can get used to watching warm-ups? I only watch warm-ups to see who looks the best."

......

Soon, the competition officially began.

France vs. Morocco.

The moment the whistle blew, the entire stadium seemed to ignite.

France gained possession first.

Morocco did not rush forward, but quickly tightened their formation, with their midfield and defense packed tightly together.

Zhao Lei explained in a low voice as he watched.

"Morocco should play defensively for now and wait for a counter-attack opportunity."

Shen Ling'er stared at the court.

"They were standing well behind them, but there was a bit of empty space on the left."

Zhao Lei was taken aback.

"left?"

Shen Ling'er pointed to the left side of the Moroccan defense line.

"That full-back was half a step too slow to retreat."

"It's not that he can't run, it's that he keeps watching the person in the middle."

"He was worried about leakage in the middle, so he left a gap on the side."

The voice just fell.

The French midfielder suddenly made a diagonal pass, and the ball went right behind Morocco's left flank.

The French winger made a high-speed run forward.

A gasp rippled through the stands.

Zhao Lei almost stood up.

"It really is this way!"

No yellow card has been issued yet, and no shot has been taken, but France's attack has already made Morocco's defense visibly tense.

Shen Ling'er watched very carefully.

"They will try again."

Bai Sisi asked, "Why?"

Shen Ling'er said, "I wasn't trying to score a goal just now; I was testing whether he would panic."

He glanced back at the coach.

"This means he knew he was too slow."

"Knowing that it's too slow, you'll want to catch up."

"The more you try to compensate, the easier it is to be redirected."

Zhao Lei felt a chill run down his spine.

"You even saw him turn around to look at the coach?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

His actions were quite obvious.

Zhao Lei looked at the twenty-two people running all over the place, and then looked at Shen Ling'er.

He suddenly realized that he and she were watching different games.