People's opportunities are so wonderful, Feng Bai came into Han You's sight again.
Anyone else would have been relegated to the sidelines by Han You, let alone being active on the court. If they could even take a few steps away from the camp, they would be considered blind by the veterans of the Southern Army.
Not only did Feng Bai leave the camp, but after hearing that Han Bairen was going to play football, he immediately ran to the court and grabbed a golden opportunity.
Lao Han scored with a big kick, and Feng Bai set an example. When he applauded and cheered, everyone in the stadium followed him.
Han You was so happy to see his father, but he didn't immediately enter the stadium to cheer up his father.
Unexpectedly, the cheers just got quieter when Feng Bai came to Han Bairen holding the football.
"Master Han."
Feng Bai gave a salute, with a look of longing on his face: "There is no father or son on the court. I, Feng Bai, the sharpshooter of the Southern Army's Wansheng team, challenge you!"
Old Han was confused: "What is the challenge?"
"Penalty kick!"
Feng Bai pointed at himself unruly: "No one can shoot penalty kicks more accurately than me. Originally, students thought I was invincible, but Master Han seems to be even braver than me. If you can beat me, That is the most heroic shooter in the world."
Han Bairen was delighted: "If I defeat you, will I be number one in the world?"
"Yes, Mr. Han, do you dare to accept the student's challenge?"
"Okay." Han Bairen rolled up his sleeves: "Just tell me how to kick."
Feng Bai was happy when he achieved his goal and patiently explained the rules.
The veterans of the Southern Army in the distance were full of emotions. No wonder Fu Yuxiang said that this kid had a great future and would either become famous or die. He was as flattering as a civil servant.
As we all know, Han You is actually a very stubborn person to a certain extent. Certain things he believes in will not be easily changed. There are only two or three people who can make him change, and one of them is Han Bairen.
If Feng Bai can make Han Bairen happy, maybe Han You will forget about it and re-employ him.
After Lao Han understood the rules, he took his position, while Feng Bai went to guard the goal.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Feng Bai was about to let things go in order to make Han Bairen happy.
But only Feng Bai, who looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, knew that he was not going to let go of water, but to let go of the sea.
This sea must not only be released, but also placed on Han Bairen's "point", and it must be released without leaving any trace!
It's meaningless to miss five goals directly. One player kicks it once, which makes the game anxious and exciting. It's not until the last four to four that Han gets an unprecedented sense of accomplishment!
Feng Bai, who was wearing coarse cloth gloves, punched his fist and shouted: "Master Han, come on, the students are ready."
Han Bairen was cheerful, and then volleyed with his big feet.
The first ball was caught, very accurately, Feng Bai barely moved.
Feng Bai, who was holding the ball, sat down on the ground, his face turned pale, he was covered in cold sweat, his eyelids rolled up, and he fainted.
The audience was silent again.
The ball was scored.
People also entered.
Ball, it's okay,
Man, two ribs were broken.
It's not that Han Bairen doesn't understand the rules, he understands it, as long as the ball goes in.
Since people are guarding the door, wouldn't it be over if you kick them in too?
Han Bairen's simple understanding is also so impeccable.
Feng Bai was carried away on a stretcher, and the stadium was filled with cheers that shook the sky again.
Ma Rulong and a group of Ma family members outside the field were as happy as the third grandson. This kick was really not light. Feng Bai, the top scorer, had to rest for a few days. Taking advantage of these few days, their Ma family Zhongjun team happened to Score points.
Han Bairen laughed loudly and shouted at the dumbfounded Fu Yuxiang and others: "This coward can still kick the ball well. It seems that this goal is not interesting. I will take you to play from now on."
Ma Rulong and others couldn't be happy anymore and wanted to quit the competition.
Han You hurriedly ran to the court and pulled him out for his father. He kicked each scholar, and after a while, the entire Yidao camp was wiped out.
Seeing the big boy, Han Bairen burst into laughter like a herd of wild African elephants courting their mates.
Like two brothers, the two left the stadium arm in arm. The sensible Zhu Shang quickly sent someone to notify the canteen to prepare food and drinks.
Regardless of whether Han Bairen has eaten or not, when he comes, food and wine must be prepared.
In the north of the city, only Ji Ying is on guard at all times of the day. When night falls, the other friends are used to returning to the villa to have dinner and sleep if they have nothing to do.
Han Bairen was a rare visitor, and the small courtyard was full of people. The small courtyard was full of people, and Han You cursed several times before being kicked out by these idle guys.
Wang Shan went to see Wang Hai. After all, he was his half-brother.
The father and son sat down, and Han Bairen raised his glass: "My father doesn't understand disaster relief. My father is a rough man. He only knows how to kill people but not save people. Youer did a good job. I'd like to give you a drink."
Han You didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly picked up the wine glass.
The father and son drank together, and Han Bairen's joy was beyond words.
The three giants of Xun County were all thrown into the dungeon of Jingzhao Mansion. Han Bairen and Wang Shan also learned about the situation and roughly knew what Han You did.
No matter how many courtiers Han You dealt with, Han Bairen would not have much sense of accomplishment. If Han You saved the people, Old Han would not be honored as a father.
It is worth mentioning that Han Bairen gave Squire Wang Kunliang a good beating because Han Bairen asked about Han You's experience. The old man was very stubborn and didn't say a word.
Lao Han felt that this old guy looked down on him, so he beat him to half a disability.
"No matter what, as long as Youer is safe."
Han Bairen said cheerfully: "For disaster relief, there are many things to do in Beijing. It's cold and freezing, so it's better to stay in the villa. It's warm. Don't work all the time."
"Dad, don't worry, it was an emergency last time."
Han You laughed dryly: "By the way, you just come over. I have something to tell you."
"Youer said so."
"The child has offended someone again. The Zhao family, the Zhao family of Nandi, I don't know if you have heard of it. They may deal with the child, or they may also cause trouble for you."
"Zhao family?!" Han Bairen's expression changed slightly: "The family of Zhao Yangshui, the Minister of Civil Affairs?"
"Uh...yes, Zhao Tai's family is the Zhao family in Nandi."
Han You was extremely speechless. He had never been able to understand the matter of his father always changing the names of court ministers. To say that his father did not know many words was not correct. It is impossible that he had not heard of it even if he did not know a few words. Name these people.
"The Zhao family in the South, the Zhao family."
Han Bairen, who was fearless, frowned and took a drink by himself: "Is You'er going to deal with the Zhao family, or is the Zhao family going to deal with You'er?"
"I can't say for sure yet. The person I want to deal with is Zhao Zhongzheng of the Zhao family, the weapons supervisor. He is a member of the Zhao family."
"Father, I understand. The Zhao family is not trivial, but..."
Han Bairen was happy: "But You'er doesn't have to worry. When it comes to dealing with aristocratic families, my father knows best."
Han You was extremely surprised: "You know how to deal with aristocratic families."
With a "pop" sound, Han Bairen slapped his thigh: "My father knows how to deal with aristocratic families, especially those in the South. This is my father's best trick."
"ah?"
Han You was confused: "How to be good at it?"
"Just get the head."
"Children don't understand."
"Just kill them all."
Han You: "..."
