Under the dim street lights, two people walking side by side were pulled out of long figures.

Taking steps gently, occasionally passing by, intentionally or unintentionally, the air after the rain was filled with a kind of beauty and ambiguity that seemed to exist and not exist.

From the previous street to the next street, from this road to the next road, finally arrived.

With his back to the door downstairs of the dormitory, Lin Xia raised her head, looked at Gao Han, and asked softly: "Do you want to go up and sit?"

Gao Han wanted to agree, but hesitated for a moment, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's still not to irritate Ultraman. If she transforms again, even Madrid will be demolished."

Lin Xia kept giggling, but gave him a charming look and scolded him for teasing his best friend like this.

But she didn't force it. Anyway, it was too late, so Gao Han had to go back to Mahada Enda.

"Then be careful on the way." Lin Xia said with concern.

Gao Han nodded. I don’t know how many times I have experienced such a separation in the past six months, and I have been used to it.

"I'll pick you up to the airport at 8:30 tomorrow morning."

Lin Xia nodded obediently, "Well, I'll wait for you."

"Let's go!" Gao Han waved his hand, saying goodbye.

Turning around, just took a step, turned around, but found that she was still standing at the door.

"You go up, I'm leaving!"

"Yes." She still nodded obediently, but did not move.

Gao Han took two more steps and turned around, but found that she was still standing.

This time he stopped and turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, you go." Lin Xia smiled at him.

"Then you hurry up, hurry up, it's cold outside."

"Well, I'll go up when you're gone."

After hearing this sentence, Gao Han felt warm all over his body on this cold winter rainy night.

"I'm leaving!"

Lin Xia asked slightly, "Yes."

When the person in front of her turned around, she raised her head again and watched him leave silently.

Only when he walked across the street corner and lost sight did she smile with satisfaction, turned around and took out the key and opened the door.

But after she turned around and opened the door and went in, Gao Han's figure appeared from the corner of the street, watching her enter, watching her close the door, and watching her go upstairs...

At this moment, a ringtone of the cell phone suddenly came.

Lin Xiaru was shocked in the door and turned around suddenly. She saw Gao Han standing on the corner of the street, taking out his cell phone from his trouser pocket in a hurry. She felt moved, sweet, joyful and satisfied.

At this moment, she wanted to cry a little.

"Hey, I am Gao Han, who? Paul?"

Lin Xia stood inside the door, listening to him call with concern. When she heard the name Paul, she suddenly had a premonition.

"Well, okay, come and pick me up now." After that, Gao Han told him about the address of Lin Xia.

Soon, Gao Han hung up the phone, walked to the door, and laughed through the grille.

Lin Xia didn't say anything, asked, and laughed.

"Paul Fottery looked for me overnight. I guess... Marcos Alonso is out of class!"

Lin Xia knew very well what this meant to Gao Han.

"Gao Han, do you need my help?"

"help?"

"Well, I can go back a few days later."

"No, I can handle these things myself." Gao Han smiled.

"Besides, I bought so many things for my parents. You have to help me bring them back quickly. Also, you promised me to help us pick up the house, don't forget."

"If you can send the things back, if you want to see the house, I will call and go back to see them later. I..."

"Listen to me, I'm going back to celebrate the New Year, I have nothing to do here, I can do it myself." Gao Han smiled with certainty.

He knew that she had agreed with her parents.

Lin Xia also understood that even if she stayed, she wouldn't be able to help him.

"Okay, I'll be back after the New Year!" After that, she smiled.

Gao Han shrugged helplessly, and he was helpless.

At this moment, Gao Han's cell phone rang again.

Looking back at the corner, Paul Futrey was waving at him in the car.

"He is here, I have to leave. I really leave. You hurry up." Gao Han urged.

Lin Xia nodded, "Then be careful, call if you have something to do."

"Yeah, go."

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"Marcos Alonso is out of class!"

As soon as he sat on Paul Fottery's Seat, the Portuguese confirmed Gao Han's speculation.

"When did it happen?"

"The decision Mr. Old Hill just made."

Gao Han understands.

Although Atletico Madrid's power is being transferred to Hill Jr. and Cerrezo, so far, Hill is still a person in the team's management who covers the sky and no one dares to disobey him.

Only he can fire Marcos Alonso, whom he appointed himself.

After all, this is the second time this season has fired the head coach.

"The team just reversed by Getafe one-two at Calderon Stadium. They only scored 19 points in the 21st round of the league and ranked 20th. Not to mention upgrading, it is difficult to even relegate!"

At the end, Paul Fottery was also indifferent.

Getafe's performance this season is not ideal, and he is also deeply trapped in the relegation zone, but Atletico Madrid now loses such an opponent, which shows that the team's morale and fighting spirit have completely collapsed.

Gao Han thought about it in his mind.

There are twenty-two teams in the Spanish Second Division, with a total schedule of forty-two rounds, and the twenty-one rounds are just over half.

But now Atletico Madrid has only scored 19 points, but the top three in the league are Sevilla's forty points, Real Betis' 39 points, and Tenerife's 38 points.

A total of nineteen points gap!

This is obviously impossible!

Because, this is not only about expecting oneself to suddenly be strong, but also about the opponent making mistakes. Otherwise, it is almost impossible to get these nineteen points in the twenty-one round.

And looking at it on the other hand, after the twenty-one round of the league, Sevilla, who performed best, only scored forty minutes, which shows how fierce the competition in the Spanish Second Division is.

This is completely different from the second league that Gao Han is familiar with.

But no matter what, Gao Han will not give up, he must give it a try!

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This is the first time Gao Han has seen Old Hill.

A bloated and obese Spanish old man who is not angry and powerful.

It is said that he is very prestigious in the tourist paradise of Marbella, a southern Spain, and can even be said to be covered by one hand.

But the reason why he was imprisoned last year was precisely because of his time as mayor of Marbella.

After a brief period of prison, he was in poor health and his face looked a little pale after being released from prison.

When I saw Gao Han entering the door, I was a little surprised at his youth, but I quickly waved.

"Come on, sit down, magical Chinese boy!"

After Gao Han thanked her, he greeted Xiao Hill and Cerezo and sat down next to Paul Futre.

"I believe Paul must have told you the situation on his way here, right?"

Although Old Hill's voice was very loud, it was a little weak and looked very old.

"Yes." Gao Han looked at the old man sitting on it and nodded.

"We hope you will take over the team and complete the rest of the season."
To be continued...