"It's boring......"

Twelve-year-old Qin Gude lay lazily on his bed, pushing a few four-dollar Dragon Ball manga booklets on the ground - a set of books that he had already turned over and didn't see any fun.

"Then do your homework." Sun Xiaoying, who was watching TV in the living room, didn't look back.

"Huh?" Qin Gude snorted weakly.

"Don't listen to your mother," Qin Wenbin said with a smile, "Your son has all the perfect scores, but these days he has been stuffy in the house, and his exercise has all been lost." ”

Sun Xiaoying frowned: "This **, the school will not let you go to school, even the cram school privately run by the teacher's family has only been held for three days and then all stopped, seeing that the child is about to take the junior high school exam, isn't this delaying things?!" ”

"Now that the whole country is on red alert, you are still worried about what kind of school you are going to, you really have long hair and short knowledge!" Qin Wenbin smiled and said poorly, but immediately made a gesture of begging for mercy from his daughter-in-law, "With my son's grades, the principals of several schools in Dalian are going to come to beg him, don't worry about it." ”

"Where's my grandson?" The old lady brought out a bowl of medicinal soup from the kitchen, "Drink this bowl of vinegar bubble plate blue root specially prepared by your grandfather for you, what ** virus must not be close." ”

Qin Gude immediately jumped up from the bed, but after smelling a strong sour smell, his brows immediately wrinkled into a lump: "You say that every time you trick me into drinking medicine, grandma......"

"How can there be so much nonsense," it is related to the health of his son, and Qin Wenbin and his wife also joined in, "Grandparents can still harm you?" Do you know this bowl of medicinal soup, how many people want to drink it now and can't drink it? ”

"Okay, good ......" Qin Gude hurriedly waved his hand, raised his neck and closed his eyes, and drank the bowl of medicinal soup with a slightly pungent smell, and then gave a loud burp.

"Although I am not allowed to go out now, but in a few days, Shide Club will still hold an echelon cup competition, what is it called ABA Invitational Tournament, good guys, there are 16 echelon teams of young players in the four age groups of Shide 83, 85, 87, and 89, almost 300 people," Qin Wenbin shook the newspaper in his hand, "It's a pity that your kid is still a little younger, otherwise I would have sent him to try it a long time ago." ”

"What to try, let's go to school honestly!" Sun Xiaoying immediately poured a basin of cold water on her husband.

With the old man joining, the four of them began their daily discussion activities again - it was almost the most lively and boring time in their house in the past two months.

Qin Gude was already accustomed to the family's arguments, shrugged his shoulders, and took out a copy of "Football Player" from the bookshelf, and flipped through it "brushing and pulling".

In the summer of 2003, he spent it in this state of boredom.

**The tension lasted for more than two months, and the graduation exam for the junior high school that was supposed to be held in June was also postponed for half a month, so Qin Gude, who had a bachelor's degree, got his primary school diploma effortlessly.

In this era, the new thing of Internet cafes has just begun to sprout, and computers and the Internet are far from being popularized, but games such as Age of Empires, StarCraft, Red Alert, Bloody Legend, Bubble Hall, and Fantasy Journey to the West have quietly become the obsession of young people. Although the income of the Qin family's clinic was considerable, none of the three feudal and conservative parents agreed to buy him a desktop computer of up to seven or eight thousand.

So he was bored to the extreme: he shrugged up several sets of comics worth nearly 1,000 yuan, played with more than a dozen sets of cassettes on the red and white machine until he wanted to vomit, and only in the evening he was able to chase each other and play football with a few friends in the compound.

In this summer, when the smell of banlangen and 84 disinfectant wafted throughout China, playing football turned out to be his only pleasure-

August 7, 2004, Asian Cup final.

"This TMD is obviously handball!" Qin Wenbin jumped up from the sofa, "Black whistle!" Black Whistle! ”

Qin Yuanshan's face was solemn, and he muttered, "This ...... This Nima is China's home field! There is even a black whistle for Japan?! This group of **** Football Association officials won't even send money through the back door what they are best at?! The old man, who has always been calm, actually burst out foul language.

Qin Gude wiped the corners of his eyes, and suddenly remembered that this was the first time he had officially followed the national team's game that year. In this Asian Cup, Japan's lineup is not the strongest, and several main players who stayed abroad did not participate at all, but those second-tier players in the J League relied on a handball to crush the Chinese team's dream of winning the first Asian Cup at home. Now when he saw Hao Haidong wrapping his head in bandages and continuing to fight, but he didn't change his shape, he was still irrepressibly excited.

"Doot toot!"

Three sharp whistles.

"Bang!"

The thermos next door shattered.

"Bang! Boom! Syllable! ”

More than a dozen thermos flasks exploded in the yard of the community-

Ganjingzi Park Stadium.

Since it's just a park course, don't expect the facilities here to be professional and complete, just a green and yellow turf, and a few goals arranged vertically and horizontally.

The turf here is a little too soft, and it is a little difficult for a boy who has just turned thirteen to exert his strength, but Qin Goode likes this feeling very much.

Because he is not good at dribbling at his feet, his speed is not very fast, and the technical flow has no fate with him, so the condition of the turf does not have much impact on him.

He just cut off the pass of the little fat man on the opposite side, only took a step in the diagonal direction, pulled out a big gap, and rounded his right leg and blasted a shot.

The little boy who was a temporary guest goalkeeper closed his eyes in fright and collapsed in the corner of the goal.

Qin Gude waved his fist with satisfaction, his state today was really amazing, but in half an hour, he was able to kick four long-range shots of such high quality, he couldn't praise himself anymore.

I don't know if it's because he has been soaking in potions since he was a child, his figure has obviously grown a lot stronger in the past two years, especially his lower limbs, which are even thicker and stronger, and even his joints are thicker than ordinary people, and sometimes he even suspects that he has acromegaly.

His thick lower limbs give him an advantage in the confrontation with his peers, and his legs and feet are full of strength, and his unexpected long-range bursts naturally become his best weapon.

"You kid, you obviously saw my mother calling me home for dinner, and you came to cut me off!" The little fat man who was broken by him punched him unhappily.

Qin Gude laughed: "Who made your body so bad, you can't carry the ball well." ”

"Kid," a voice suddenly came from the sidelines, "do you want to be a football player?" ”

He turned around and saw a tall man standing on the periphery of the court, the sun blocked by his burly and muscular body, only a few warm rays of sunlight came out, and under the golden light, it seemed to be an oracle from outside the sky.

Qin Gude shook his head: "I don't want to." ”

The thirty-five or sixteen man showed a look of surprise in his eyes, but soon laughed again: "You are very talented in football, don't you want to be a professional player?" As long as you work hard, you will soon be able to make a lot of money, become famous, and even play the World Cup for the Chinese team, and then reach the peak of your life! ”

"I'm a good learner." Qin Gude grinned.

The tall man squinted his eyes slightly: "Uncle is the coach of the Shide Club, and he often wanders around various schools, and in the past seven or eight years, he has found dozens of good seedlings, but even if it is Dong Fangzhuo and Feng Xiaoting, they may not have your body, you really don't want to give it a try?" ”

"You say...... Dong Fangzhuo? Qin Gude was stunned, he actually heard a rather familiar name.

"You know that, too?" The man smiled even more happily, "Xiao Dong is a rare talent in 20 years, he just transferred to Manchester United in February this year, you always know Manchester United, right?" It's the team before David Beckham. ”

Qin Goode nodded: "Did you really discover Dong Fangzhuo and Feng Xiaoting?" ”

"What's more," the man patted his chest, "and Zhao Xuri, Zhu Ting, Ji Mingyi, Hu Zhaojun, Quan Lei, etc., all of them have now entered the Chinese Super League team, and in time, they can all enter the national team." Zhao Xuri is also from Ganjingzi District, you can know by asking casually, I, Cheng Xianfei, am not a liar. ”

Qin Goode was a little silent: although he didn't know any Cheng Xianfei, the Dong, Feng, and Zhao he talked about were all famous international players in later generations, especially Dong Fangzhuo, the king of Manchester United, who was the favorite of the majority of jokers.

He suddenly thought of his former life, he had a good character since he was a child, and after graduating from college, he became a national civil servant, holding more than 2,000 yuan in the salary card every month, not smoking or drinking on weekdays, tired and tired, nodding his head, and even not getting an advanced worker certificate with a cost of three cents at the end of the year, but in two or three years, he was already disgusted, and he finally had a chance to change his life and destiny in this life, so he couldn't spend it like that, right?

He clenched his fists sharply and slowly raised his gaze: "Coach Cheng, I want to play football." ”