Many years later, when Xia Wu recalled this afternoon again, he could still clearly recount that scene.

Facing a reporter from a documentary film crew about Hulai who came to shoot and interview him, he said in a slightly excited tone: "In my memory, the home court of Jiaxiang High School has never been silent for so long in a game!" It's about a minute...... Anyway, it must have been more than thirty seconds, and there was not a single sound in the stands of the stadium. I was looking around and everyone was staring at our goal and forgot to make a sound! ”

His excitement was overflowing, which made the reporter a little puzzled: "But he scored your school's goal, and it was his hat trick that helped Dongchuan Middle School eliminate Jiaxiang High School, why did you ...... Uh, it looks so happy? ”

Xia Wu hurriedly straightened his face: "That's because I have a feeling that I have witnessed history!" ”

Back on this winter afternoon in 2020, Xia Wuke in the stands did not have this consciousness at all.

He held his head in his hands and looked around in pain, all of which he saw were classmates who were just as pained and confused as he was—the same scene he told reporters years later.

They looked at the goal of Jiaxiang High School, looked at the captain Wu Yue who fell in front of the goal line, looked at the goalkeeper Zhou Yang who sat on the ground and turned his head to look back, and also looked at the football in the goal.

Of course, there are others who have their eyes on Hulai.

The man who made them grit their teeth with hatred had already run towards the corner flag area with open arms at this time. He ducked down and ran out of a serpentine course, sometimes to the left, then to the right, his outstretched arms like a pair of wings. And he is the embodiment of a bird on the field, flying freely.

Behind him, all the players from Higashikawa Middle School were rushing from two different directions, one to the pitch and the other to the bench from Higashikawa Middle School.

With eight minutes left in the game, Dongchuan Middle School led Jiaxiang High School by two goals, and they both knew what that meant.

Even the players of Jiaxiang High School know better than them - after Hulai's goal, there is no player from Jiaxiang High School who can still stand on the court properly, they either sit on the ground, lie down, or kneel, as if all their strength has been drained at this moment.

Hulai's ball was a devastating blow to their morale and fighting spirit.

The stands, which have been quiet until now, are the best proof of this - the students of Jiaxiang High School also seem to have lost their fighting spirit. Otherwise, they should have let out loud boos to express their anger and dissatisfaction.

Hulai, who ran to the corner flag area, pulled up the corner flagpole with his hand, and at that moment he was overwhelmed by the swarming teammates.

He also raised his hand, the flagpole he clenched in his hand pointed to the sky, and as his movements swayed slightly, the red flag fluttered up, looking as if it had been blown by the wind.

This is a red flag planted on the football field of Jiaxiang High School, declaring sovereignty to the teachers and students of Jiaxiang High School, telling them:

Your home field, our Dongchuan Middle School won!

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Wang Guangwei, who saw this scene in the stands, sighed.

Then Dai Zetao heard him whisper: "The era is over." ”

He didn't know how to comfort Wang Guangwei.

It's not because Jiaxiang High School is two goals behind now, it's because they lost the ball so easily.

This really makes everyone who is familiar with the football team of Jiaxiang High School have doubts in their hearts, and the despair caused by the unanswerable doubts.

Where did the domineering and dominance that allowed them sweep Anton High School's football before go?

This is my home field in Jiaxiang High School!

A team that has made a name for itself in defense in the national tournament has been scored three goals in the same game by the same person here!

Something must have gone wrong, right?

Something must have gone wrong, right?

In the past six years, no one has been able to score a hat-trick against Jiaxiang High School in the Anton Cup here.

That skinny fourteen did it.

Because of Wang Guangwei, he knew Hu Lai to some extent, and knew that this kid only started to contact formal football training in October last year.

Two months later, he defeated Jiaxiang High School in the final of the Anton Cup, and he did so while being guarded by Wang Guangwei.

Five months later, he scored three goals in the national tournament and became the second scorer on the Higashikawa High School team.

A year and two months after he started his soccer training, he scored a hat-trick at the home stadium of Jiaxiang High School.

If this is the K-line of the stock, then Hulai is simply a super high-performing stock with continuous price limits.

"Brother Tao, I suggest you pay attention to Hu Lai, or it won't be long before he will also enter professional football." Just when Dai Zetao felt in his heart that this young man was so terrifying, he suddenly heard Wang Guangwei say.

"Huh? Follow him? ”

"Hmm. Twinkle Star should keep an eye on him. Haven't you claimed to have been paying attention to the excellent local seedlings? If you don't even pay attention to him, I'm afraid this sentence will not be easy to mention in the future. ”

Dai Zetao thought for a while, and then nodded: "You're right, you should pay attention to him." To be honest, I was surprised by what he showed today, I didn't expect him to improve so much in just one year. But, Guangwei, didn't you graduate from Jiaxiang High School? ”

The implication is that you shouldn't be worried about the fate of Jiaxiang High School? Why did you suddenly recommend an enemy to me?

"These two things don't conflict, do they?" Wang Guangwei asked.

"Uh...... It's not a conflict. Do you think Jiaxiang High School can get it back? ”

Wang Guangwei was silent for a while before shaking his head and said, "I hope to." But I don't know. ”

Dai Zetao was also silent.

Although, until the end of the game, you can't give up early. But reality is often much harder than shouting beautiful slogans.

Looking at Jiaxiang High School, whose morale had completely collapsed, Dai Zetao pronounced a death sentence for this team in his heart.

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Dai Zetao's judgment was correct.

After the game resumed, Jiaxiang High School played like a swarm of headless flies.

They obviously wanted to score, but they ended the attack hastily again and again, squandering the attacking opportunities at will.

Even if you shoot ten shots, you can't threaten the goal of Dongchuan Middle School even once.

The momentum in the stands was also much smaller.

The teachers and students of Jiaxiang High School also knew that their team was at the end of the road, and in the face of the inevitable loss, they had no interest in booing the players of Dongchuan Middle School or cheering for their own team.

Some people have even left early, although there are not many people, but this is like a certain landmark event, sounding the death knell of Jiaxiang High School.

When the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game, the players of Dongchuan Middle School, who had long been gathered on the sidelines, rushed into the stadium with cheers, screams, and roars.

Li Ziqiang still remembers that as the head coach, he had to shake hands with the opposing head coach before he could join in the celebration.

So he turned around and walked towards Feng Yuanchang, and stretched out his hand in advance halfway to fully express his respect for the old handsome man who had worked in Jiaxiang High School for eleven years.

No matter what scheming the two sides played in the pre-game, when the winner was decided, they all let it go. After all, it's all about winning.

Now that the winner has been decided, why is there any need to cling to it?

It's high school football, not professional football, after all.

Winning or losing is important, but so is the educational nature of football.

As a student, what you experience in this team may stay with them for the rest of their lives.

So coaches, you have to set an example in front of your students.

Looking at Li Ziqiang, who took the initiative to stretch out his hand to him, Feng Yuanchang smiled bitterly: "We have been studying Hulai since the first game of this Andong Cup, but we didn't expect it...... Unexpectedly, his performance greatly exceeded my expectations. How did you train him? ”

Li Ziqiang was silent for a second before he said: "After returning from the national competition, I asked him to conduct special training every morning and noon as long as he went to school. I expected you to deal with him on the side of his poor physical confrontation, so I gave him a special drill three weeks ago. ”

Hearing him say this, Feng Yuanchang shook his head with a smile: "Sure enough...... I was relieved to hear you say that. This is better than you told me last year that the person who can still kill us under Wang Guangwei's constant stalking is a rookie who has only been in contact with football for two months...... It's a lot easier for me to accept. At the very least, he put in a lot of sweat and effort behind the three balls today, instead of jumping out of the rocks all at once and then hitting us all over the ground. In that case, I wonder if something has gone wrong with my football experience over the past 40 years......"

As he spoke, a louder shout suddenly came from the field, and both coaches turned their eyes to it.

Finding Hulai being carried by his teammates, they threw him into the air, caught him again, threw him into the sky, and caught him again......

“…… However, Jiaxiang High School will not give up. This time next year, we'll be making a comeback. And I'm afraid there won't be him in your roster anymore. ”

Hearing Feng Yuanchang say this, Li Ziqiang withdrew his gaze and looked at the old handsome.

"Will you stop him from playing professional football?"

Li Ziqiang narrowed his eyes and did not answer the question.

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Xia Xiaoyu, who returned home, was sharing with his parents the joy of the team's victory in the Anton Cup final, when he received a WeChat message from his cousin Xia Wu:

"Xiaoyu, you honestly confess, why did you choose Dongchuan Middle School in the first place and refuse Jiaxiang?"

This was followed by an angry emoji.

Xia Xiaoyu remembered his cousin's angry appearance, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and replied:

"It's because Dongchuan Middle School has people who know my football, cousin."

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When Hulai stepped into the house, he saw his mother sitting on the sofa in the living room at a glance, and he cautiously asked her mother with his eyes.

"Your dad hasn't come back yet."

Mom's words made his heart fall back into his stomach.

A smile spread across his face: "That, Mom...... Next Saturday is Song Jiajia's birthday again, so ......"

"You're in the finals again?" Mom Xie Lan understands in seconds.

"Hehe......" Hulai scratched his head and laughed.

Xie Lan looked at his son's happy appearance and sighed: "Okay, I'll help you hide it from your father when the time comes." ”

"Long live Mommy!" Hulai stretched out his arms and tried to pounce, but was pushed away by Xie Lan.

"Take a shower, stinky sweat! My hair is rancid! ”

"Yes, Mom!" Hulai saluted his mother, then hummed a song and twisted his ass and jumped to his room.

Seeing his back so cheerful behind him, a smile appeared on Xie Lan's face.