Yang Guang led Zidane out of the gym, and from far away they could already hear little Yang Guang practicing with the ball in the garden.
Su Ye was urging him to be careful and not hurt himself.
From her tone, it was obvious that as a mother, she was especially worried about her child. Yet little Yang Guang was still practicing on the grass in the garden.
Seeing this from a distance, Yang Guang was quite pleased.
People said that a person's character was set by the age of three. Judging from what he was doing now, little Yang Guang was focused and willing to work hard.
Other children his age usually played around when they practiced. Once things became difficult or tiring, they would basically give up. Some even fished for three days and dried their nets for two, with no sustained long-term training. That would not do.
In this regard, little Yang Guang was doing quite well.
"I only believe now that parents really are their children's best teachers," Zidane sighed.
When it came to his own children, he still felt somewhat regretful. He had spent too little time with them back then and had invested too little time and energy. After all, he had still been young and did not understand these things.
The influence of Yang Guang and Su Ye's example was clearly visible in little Yang Guang.
Su Ye was also a good mother. Over the years, so that Yang Guang could focus on football, she had simply given up her own career and interests, staying home to support her husband and raise their child. That was how she had raised such a good child.
"I heard Florentino wanted to sign him?" Zidane suddenly asked with a smile.
Yang Guang laughed and nodded. "It