After Paris Saint-Germain was removed from the list, I led England to victory!

The next morning, on the Lin family's dining table was a breakfast carefully prepared by Lin's mother: congee and side dishes, steamed buns, Hangzhou specialty Pian'erchuan noodles, and several exquisite snacks.

The family sat around the table for a meal, creating a harmonious and warm atmosphere.

Yan Yuan had a good appetite and praised Lin Ma's cooking skills, which made Lin Ma keep a satisfied smile on her face.

While sipping her porridge, Lin Jianwei gently nudged Yan Yuan under the table with her foot, winked at him, and mouthed something silently.

"I'll take you to West Lake today."

Yan Yuan understood, smiled and nodded, and was about to tell Lin's parents about today's arrangements.

Just then, Lin's father's phone rang, the ringtone being a snippet of the Chelsea team anthem.

When Lin's father picked it up, the screen displayed "Computer Science Department - Lao Li".

Old Li is the dean of the School of Computer Science and also Lin's father's old rival on the basketball court.

Lin's father and Dean Li often referred to the matches between their two colleges as the "Zhejiang University Derby".

Lin's father raised an eyebrow, pressed the answer button, and even turned on speakerphone, his tone carrying a hint of familiar teasing.

"Hey, Lao Li, what's up so early in the morning? Are you thinking about losing to us last time again? What's wrong? Didn't you get enough of the loss?"

A loud, energetic voice, tinged with a mocking tone, came from the other end of the phone.

"Bullshit! Old Lin, stop smug! You guys were lucky last time, you caught us in two mistakes! This afternoon, same place, Zijingang Campus Stadium, how about another match? This time, our Computer Science Department is well-prepared, we're determined to get revenge!"

Lin's father laughed heartily.

"Oh ho? You came 'prepared'? What, so you programmers have finally learned to code with your feet while also coding on the keyboard?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Dean Li snorted.

"To tell you the truth, we've hired foreign players this time, a striker and a midfielder, both of them are certified. You can still admit defeat now, treat our team to a meal, and this matter will be over!"

Normally, Lin's father would definitely have a good argument with Dean Li, testing each other's "foreign aid" skills.

But today...

Just as Lin's father was about to reply, his gaze suddenly fell on Yan Yuan, who was sitting opposite him, quietly eating Pian'erchuan noodles. Instantly, he felt a surge of confidence, and a sense of "I have nuclear weapons, who am I afraid of?" welled up within him.

He deliberately cleared his throat and spoke into the phone in an extremely exaggerated tone, with an uncontrollable air of boasting.

"Old Li, you're this happy about hiring students from the sports academy as outside help? Let me tell you, our economics department hired outside help this time too!"

Dean Li clearly didn't believe it.

"What kind of foreign players can you hire? International students from the academy? Or the main players from some amateur team? Don't tell me you're also looking for people from the sports academy."

Lin's father was so proud that his eyebrows almost flew off. He suppressed the urge to directly say Yan Yuan's name and said mysteriously.

"What you're saying is nothing compared to the top-tier foreign aid we've hired!" He deliberately emphasized the word "top-tier."

"Top-tier? How top-tier?" Dean Li chuckled. "Can it be better than our sports academy's football program?"

"Let me put it this way," Lin's father said mysteriously, glancing at Yan Yuan, who was suppressing a smile as he ate his porridge.

"Last time we beat you 3-2, that was because we weren't taking it seriously. This time, with our foreign player on the team, our goal isn't just to win, it's to slaughter you. Get ready to get thrashed by double digits!"

"Hahahaha..." Dean Li burst into earth-shattering laughter on the other end of the phone.

"Alright, Lao Lin, you're something else. You're really getting more and more outrageous with your boasting! Double digits, huh? I'd like to see which god you've conjured up from some crack in the rock! This afternoon at five o'clock, at the West Stadium, let's see who slaughters whom."

"It's a deal, just you wait and see!" Mr. Lin hung up the phone with high spirits.

As soon as she hung up the phone, Lin Jianwei helplessly rubbed her forehead.

She knew that her plans to go out with Yan Yuan today were going to be ruined again.

Lin Jianwei sighed.

"Dad...you're here again! We agreed that Yan Yuan and I would go to West Lake today!"

Only then did Lin's father remember his daughter's plan, and he quickly put on a flattering smile and said to Yan Yuan.

"Xiao Yan, look... things don't always go as planned. Uncle has a 'critical battle' coming up, concerning the honor of our School of Economics. The other side is unsportsmanlike; they've brought in reinforcements from the School of Physical Education. So... Uncle would like to ask you for a favor. Do you have time this afternoon to play a game with Uncle? Just to stretch your muscles. It's not a high-intensity game; we're all just enthusiasts."

Fearing that Yan Yuan would not agree, he quickly added, glancing at his daughter with a hint of resentment.

"Honey, don't take it too hard. Dad's not like you. You get to see Premier League superstars every day, but I don't have that kind of luck. I finally have this opportunity, so please do me this once, give me some face, okay?"

Lin Jianwei was both amused and exasperated by her father's reasoning, and gave him a reproachful glare.

Yan Yuan looked at the amusing father and daughter, put down his chopsticks, and readily agreed with a smile.

"Okay, Uncle, I'm free today, I have time. It's no problem to go play football with you, it's been a long time since I've played football in such a relaxed atmosphere."

He seemed to have thought of something and asked considerately.

"However, Uncle, is it really appropriate for me to play in this kind of friendly match between schools? Should I hold back a bit?"

When Lin's father heard that Yan Yuan had agreed, he was overjoyed and quickly waved his hand.

"Hey, what kind of talk is that! Perfect! Absolutely perfect! You're our Economics Department's top foreign aid, as for whether you hold back or not..."

A glint flashed in his eyes.

"It depends on the situation, Xiao Yan. You'll have to act according to the circumstances. If those guys from the sports academy on the other side are too tactless and dare to show off their skills or make any overly aggressive moves in front of us, don't hold back. Give them a good, fair display of world-class skill! Let them see what we're made of!"

"Dad!" Lin Jianwei was truly exasperated with her father. "How could you do this to me..."

"Just treat it as exercise, get a feel for it, it's not tiring," Lin's father said seriously, then said to Lin Jianwei.

"Um... honey, don't go to West Lake today. You can't go there anyway. Wait until after the game this afternoon, then you can go tomorrow. Dad will book a restaurant for you in advance; you can eat whatever you want. Come to the stadium this afternoon too, come cheer for me and Xiao Yan!"

Looking at her enthusiastic father and Yan Yuan nodding with a smile, Lin Jianwei knew that her plan for a romantic getaway for the two of them today was completely ruined.

She sighed helplessly, but seeing Yan Yuan integrate into her family so quickly, and even "hang out" with her father, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

Lin's mother smiled and shook her head, muttering to herself.

"Old Lin, what am I supposed to say to you? Today was supposed to be their wedding day, and look at you..."

Lin Jianwei could only nod in the end.

"Alright, alright, I'll go cheer you on. But Dad, you have to keep an eye on Yan Yuan and not let him get too tired. His season just ended not long ago. When he's almost done playing, you have to take him off the court."

"Don't worry, don't worry! I know what I'm doing!" Lin's father patted his chest to assure him, then eagerly stood up. "Xiao Yan, let's go, we have to leave now!"

"Huh? Uncle? Playing so early?" Yan Yuan checked the time; it was only a little past eight in the morning.

"Let's go buy some equipment!" Lin's father said matter-of-factly.

"Uncle will take you to the Adidas flagship store and buy you the best football boots, shin guards, socks, and knee pads! Then we'll go to the school and get you a new jersey for our college. Since you're going to play football, you have to be well-prepared."

Lin's father had already begun to imagine Yan Yuan wearing the School of Economics jersey and dominating the Zhejiang University stadium, and he couldn't stop smiling.

Yan Yuan looked at his future father-in-law, who was even more excited than he was, and stood up with a smile.

"Okay, I'll do as Uncle says."

Lin's father acted swiftly, pulling Yan Yuan along as they hurried outside, pulling out his phone to make a call, presumably to inform the key members of the college's football team of this "great news."

Watching her husband drag Yan Yuan out the door like a child, Lin's mother shook her head with a helpless smile and said to her daughter.

"Look at your dad, he's almost sixty, but he's still like a child. But it's good, though. Your dad has met so many outstanding men, but only Xiao Yan can make him this happy."

Lin Jianwei smiled and took her mother's arm.

"This shows that Yan Yuan and Dad get along well."

"Yes, we click, we click so well, honey. I'm going to the match this afternoon too, let's go together. I've never seen Xiao Yan play football before, today is a good day to see him."

Lin's mother was also influenced by her family to start enjoying watching football.

"Hehe, okay, Mom, I'm not just saying, but Xiao Yan is really cool at playing soccer. I'll show you a video of him playing soccer later..."