"I'm sorry Ke Yan, the person who took over today has something to do, and he may come over a little later, can you work for a while longer?"

In a restaurant, a man with a manager's sign pleaded with a waiter.

"Huh?"

The waiter, who was Ke Yan in the store manager's mouth, was a little panicked.

"Please, please, business in the store has been good lately, and there are often not enough people, so can I trouble you to work for another hour? An hour is enough, really, an hour! The manager was still pleading.

This is a family restaurant, because it is located in a good location, and the consumer price is not particularly expensive, so there are still a lot of people coming and going in the store.

"But the store manager, I have a game after work!"

The waiter, Ke Yan, said anxiously.

"There's really no way, Ke Yan, I'm sorry for you, just do it for another hour, and I'll pay you the salary."

The store manager really doesn't want to let Ke Yan go.

Ke Yan raised his head, looked at the clock hanging on the wall, shook his head helplessly, and could only say to the store manager: "No way, I'll do it for another hour, but I have to leave after an hour, store manager, you also know, I participated in a team, and there is a game today." ”

The store manager was relieved to hear that Ke Yan finally agreed, and hurriedly said: "Well, I promise to let you get off work in an hour, go to work!" ”

Ke Yan had no choice but to pick up a rag at his hand and continue to work.

"Crackling, crackling"

Suddenly, the theme song of "Cherry Maruko" rang, Ke Yan quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and connected the call, this theme song was his mobile phone ringtone.

"Ke Yan? Where are you? The game is almost starting, why haven't I seen your figure yet? ”

A loud voice shouted on the phone, so loud that he could be heard some distance from the phone.

After all, the domestic copycat machine is a cow!

"Ah coach, I'm sorry, the place where I work is that restaurant, because the person who takes over my class will be a little late, and I have to be here for another hour Coach don't worry, I will arrive before the start of the second half, and in the first half, please find someone to replace me."

Ke Yan said cautiously, it was the coach of his team who called, and he was usually a little afraid of him because of his loud voice.

"Okay, you come here as soon as possible, you're our team's starting center, you can't do without you!" The loud coach said, "This game is about to start, so I won't tell you." ”

Hanging up the phone, Ke Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Today is the day when Ke Yan's amateur football team participates in the quarterfinals of the Sichuan Amateur League, and Ke Yan wants to rush to the stadium as soon as possible to help the team win.

Ke Yan, now seventeen years old, is in an age full of youthful vitality, but because his father died for some reason, the family fell into the middle of the road, had to drop out of junior high school and began to work around, at the age of seventeen, he took on several different jobs, desperately trying to earn money to support his family, because in his own family, there is a grandfather who needs to take medicine every day, if he doesn't work hard to make money, he can't even afford the medicine for the elderly.

The scene of his father's death for some reason still appears in Ke Yan's dreams from time to time, so that Ke Yan often wakes up in the middle of the night and can't calm his mood for a long time.

Ke Yan's father originally worked in Lincheng Stadium, in a small city like Lincheng, Lincheng Stadium is the location of the best football stadium in Lincheng, and all the amateur leagues in Lincheng were held here, and because of his father's work, Ke Yan often went to Lincheng Stadium when he was very young to watch football games, or learn to play football with some amateur players.

"Xiao Yan, the area composed of the 105-meter-long white line and the 68-meter-long white line is the football field. And this is football. ”

Ke Yan still remembers what his father said to him when he first went to the football field.

"Let's go and run on the football field!"

This is the beautiful encounter between Ke Yan and football, and Ke Yan has fallen in love with football since then.

But this beautiful story came to an end in the final of the Lincheng District Amateur League that year, and the players of the two teams refused to admit defeat to each other, from the initial trash talk to each other, to the big fight, and even the fans in the stands who supported both sides began to move, Ke Yan's father stopped the fans who were about to rush into the field in order to maintain order.

But how can red-eyed fans care about these things? The first person stepped over Ke Yan's father's body, and there was a second and a third

When Ke Yan finally saw his father, his father just smiled and said a word, and died.

"I really want to see you running on the football field again."

This is what Ke Yan's father said to Ke Yan at the end, although Ke Yan was very young at the time, he still kept this sentence firmly in his heart.

My father died, my grandfather had a stroke, and my grandmother also died, and there was only a happy family left with a hemiplegic grandfather, a mother who began to hate football, and Ke Yan, who was just in the second year of junior high school.

Later, because of economic problems, Ke Yan dropped out of school just after junior high school and began to work to earn money, his weak mother also began to work to earn money, and although his grandfather was able to walk slowly with the help of crutches, various complications needed to be maintained with various drugs

Even so, Ke Yan did not forget what his father said to him, he also tried to hate football, but he couldn't do it, his father's last expectation, so that he couldn't give up the desire to run on the football field, he started to play football again, and also joined an amateur football team in Lincheng, signed up for the amateur league in Lincheng area.

All the way has been hard, the team has gradually reached the eighths of the finals, and Ke Yan, as the team's starting center, now has to stand in the family restaurant where he works and continue to work.

"Little brother, you look in a hurry, you keep looking up at the time." In the restaurant, a drunken guest said to Ke Yan.

Ke Yan smiled at him a little embarrassedly and walked away quickly.

Of course he is in a hurry, the team is now in a crucial game, and he can't play as the team's starting center, how can he not be in a hurry!

"I don't know what happened to those guys" Ke Yan took out his phone and looked at the time again.

"Sorry, I'm late!"

The door to the staff lounge was pushed open, and Ke Yan finally saw the face of the person who took over.

"Hurry up! Let's hurry up and hand over, I'm in a hurry! Ke Yan quickly got up from his chair and said.

The hand did not stop, and while changing clothes, he wrote off the order meter and handed it to the person who took over.

"Store manager, I'm leaving!"

Ke Yan rushed out of the store with his bag on his back, quickly unlocked the bicycle, and began to pedal wildly towards the goal in his heart.

"Hold on, I'm here for your starting center!"

Ke Yan's figure is bathed in golden sunlight, adding a bit of color to this ordinary and boring city.