The second teaching competition between New Era and Changsha Qinyuan was scheduled for 3:30 p.m.

It's undoubtedly the hottest time of the day and the most tiring of the day, but neither club has a choice and will have to take every opportunity to give their players a clear idea of the upcoming fixtures – all three of their group games kick off at 3pm. We can be sure that such a schedule arrangement was obviously done by someone in advance, but Zheng Changsheng stopped Sun Junshan, who wanted to find someone to theorize. Because the old coach felt that there would be no good results if he did this, the organizing committee of the event could come up with a lot of high-sounding reasons to prevaricate Sun Junshan; And turning this question out will definitely offend many people, and maybe it will cause more trouble for the team. However, Dai Zhenguo supports Sun Junshan to make a fuss, although it will not make a fuss, but it can also let those who are behind their backs know that the New Era Club is not a small club that is easy to bully, and at the same time, there is a great advantage to doing so, that is, the players will definitely feel that the club is thinking about themselves in everything, which is very beneficial to morale. So Sun Junshan and the general manager of Changsha Qinyuan went to the organizing committee to comment, and then came back together, and finally the leaders of the two clubs had to connect this teaching match with the next official competition from the time.

This is the only warm-up match between the two clubs before the group stage, and the opponent is likely to be a strong resistance on the road ahead, so both clubs attach great importance to this game, and both have specially held a pre-match preparatory meeting for tactical arrangement, and Zheng Changsheng even arranged someone to keep an eye on several core players of Changsha Qinyuan - which also shows the importance of the old coach to this innocuous game.

Not only Zheng Changsheng and You Shen are paying attention to this match, but many people are also paying attention to this warm-up match. Just after noon on the day of the race, several small cars entered the resort in front and ......

When it was almost 2:50 in the afternoon, Gao Jinsong and Wei Honglin carried their respective sneakers, kicked their slippers, and followed each other to the side of the venue in Changsha Qinyuan. Gao Jinsong's expression was a little serious, and he was a little nervous, and he didn't pay much attention to Wei Honglin, who was talking to himself, and only walked with his head down. At the morning preparatory meeting, Zheng Changsheng arranged for him to start in this teaching game and partner with Wei Honglin in the middle; His position is slightly higher than Wei Honglin's, and while defending, he also has to take on some of the responsibilities of the offensive organization. Starting the game, this is too rare for Gao Jinsong, especially in a game that the coaching staff values so much, to get the opportunity to start, which is no less meaningful than letting him play the main force in an official game. He didn't dare to live up to Director Zheng's trust in him, and perhaps his future fate would depend on his performance in this game. Of course, both defensive and playmaking were not difficult for him. He has watched Qinyuan's game video several times, and he has a good understanding of Qinyuan's habitual offensive line and defensive formation, in addition to the precautions specially advised by the coaching staff, he also has a few small experiences, which may come in handy at critical times. At lunch, he, Zhang Chi and Chen Mingcan Ma Cheng were together, and they used chopsticks and spoons to draw on the tablecloth for a long time at the dinner table, and designed several sets of plans. The only thing that made him feel a little worried was Qinyuan's Seventeen, he still didn't know how to stare at this Seventeen, who had both speed and skill, and the range of movement of this Seventeen was so large......

Today's scene is obviously much more lively than the last confrontation, in addition to the three or five Changsha reporters who have been following Qinyuan, there is another guy carrying a camera, and a woman holding a microphone in one hand and a cable in the other is talking to Qinyuan No. 17. This is probably an interview.

Gao Jinsong only glanced at it and stepped over the green separation belt on the side of the road and walked to the preparation seat of his team. The team doctor, who was watching the players from the bench, immediately came over, sprayed his right ankle with potion, carefully wrapped the bandage, and then asked him to try to turn his ankle to see if there was any discomfort, and then stood up and asked him to put on his socks and change into his sneakers.

In the training the day before yesterday, Guan Mingshan couldn't stop his foot when he tackled, and hit his right ankle hard, and now he is still a little red, swollen and bruised.

Wei Honglin was still standing on the side of the road and talking to the deputy general manager of the club: "Didn't you say that you wouldn't bring your family?" He leaned on a parasol from the banana grove a little further away from the field, "There are so many of them, I'm afraid we won't be able to cope with the fight later." ”

The deputy general manager, who was already a little fat, scolded him with a smile, wiped two handfuls on his forehead full of sweat, and then said, "That's not Qinyuan's family." They are all coaches from other clubs, and they come to see the excitement. ”

"Did you buy a ticket?"

The deputy general manager said happily: "It's all for nothing." Why don't you go and collect the ticket money? ”

"Okay!" Wei Honglin handed the sneakers to the vice president, and said seriously, "Help me hold them first, and I'll go and bring the two big wolf dogs at the entrance of the resort." Where in the world is there a feast for free? ......" he turned around and looked around, and then said, "Why don't you go and talk to Qin Yuan, and let them lend us the chick with the microphone for a while, and you can take her over, and whoever dares not to give him the money will immediately give him a close-up, and then tell them that this is going to be exposed on TV!" They are afraid of ......" He suddenly stopped talking, dropped the vice president who was so happy that his eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, and jumped to the two benches belonging to the new era team, and under Zheng Changsheng's stern gaze, he buried his head and began to change his shoes.

At this time, Gao Jinsong had already put on his sneakers and warmed up on the side of the court.

Ma Cheng, who was warming up on the field, took a few steps to the ball, and then gently kicked it to another teammate, went around in a small circle, smiled at Gao Jinsong and nodded, and said, "Are you busy today......" Before Gao Jinsong could react, he suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Henan Yaxing's people are over there." Then he said loudly, "Take out your skills and give them some power!" ”

Gao Jinsong's mind buzzed, and things near and far were a little difficult to see clearly......

It was so unexpected!

Yes, just last night, he had confirmed from He Ying that Henan Yaxing did have the intention of recruiting him, but he definitely didn't expect that the Yaxing Club would send someone to Chengdu to inspect him. It was something he had never thought of beforehand. This implies that Yaxing attaches great importance to this matter, and also tells him the sincerity of the Yaxing Club, and also contains the enthusiasm and urgency of Henan people, and even reveals his future fate in Henan Yaxing - he is likely to become the main force of Yaxing next year......

He looked blankly at the parasols on the edge of the plantain grove opposite, hoping to identify who was in charge of his future destiny, but he didn't know any of them. He couldn't tell who was paying attention to him, or he couldn't tell who was paying attention to him, his mind was still blank, and he couldn't wake up even when a ball from a teammate hit him on the cheek.

Zheng Changsheng, who was blue-faced, readjusted the starting list before the whistle, and replaced Gao Jinsong, who was a little disappointed by the loss of his main position.

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The 60-minute teaching match in the second half was over, and the new era that had some ideas ended dismally with a score of 0-2, and they lost face in front of Changsha Qinyuan's fast and smooth cooperation, except for Zhang Chi's shot on the goal frame at the beginning of the second half, which was a bit threatening, the rest of the time was all Qinyuan performing. Or rather, it was Qinyuan's No.17 and his teammates who put on a show – not only did he score a goal in the first half, but he also showed off his passing skills and imagination in the second half, helping his teammates seal the game with ease by sending a well-placed ball from the opposite direction between three new-age defenders in a high-speed run.

Gao Jinsong has nothing to do with these two goals conceded. He spent most of the game on the bench, staring blankly as his teammates ran around the field...... Zheng Changsheng counted on him to help Wei Honglin, who was struggling to support himself, and relieve the pressure on the increasingly struggling backline, but after he made two low-level mistakes in a row, Zheng Changsheng immediately replaced him - who dares to rest assured that a player who can take himself to the barley with the ball? Zheng Changsheng, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, didn't even glance at Gao Jinsong, who was on his head, and he didn't even have the strength to speak to this bastard. He couldn't help but be a little glad, fortunately, this was just a teaching game, if it was an official game and sent this guy who didn't grow up to play, wouldn't it be a waste of a substitution place?

When Ma Cheng, who was exhausted all over the field, was replaced to rest, he could only shake his head at Gao Jinsong and smile bitterly. Hey, if he knew this, he shouldn't have told Gao Jinsong about Henan Yaxing's arrival! Now it's okay, Gao Jinsong not only failed to act himself, but maybe this matter will have to affect himself...... How would he explain this trouble to his friends?

The most uncomfortable person is still Gao Jinsong himself. He really couldn't understand why he would inexplicably step on the ball and then throw himself into the mud? And that big foot destruction on the edge of the penalty area, this simple and familiar action on weekdays, how could he not even rub the edge of the ball? He knew that the future that had been so wonderful last night had passed him for the past hour. He buried his future with his own hands! He felt remorseful about it. He even wanted to beat himself up. Remorse, pain, and despair when hope vanished in an instant, haunted him like a poisonous snake. His head was full of thoughts about his stupid actions during the game, and the vicious laughter of the crowd echoed in his ears......

He'd been in the gazebo on that hill at the back of the resort for a long time. After the coach announced his dismissal at the end of the game, he came here alone. Now he was leaning on the gazebo pillar and straddled the fence, with one foot on the fence. He clasped his hands on his knees, his eyes staring blankly at the distant mountains that were fading into the twilight haze......

The red setting sun quickens its pace towards the horizon. The sky was covered with a red glow of sunset, as if attracted by something, and they chased in the direction of the setting sun. The horizon in the distance had faded to a misty blue-gray, and everything on that side had become a blur. The air was filled with the faint smell of burnt straw, which was the cooking of a farmer near the resort. In a village shaded by a bamboo forest not far away, there were a few faint barking dogs, most of which were the joyful cries of dogs when they saw their owners coming home.

Gao Jinsong let out a long sigh of pain and rested his head on the column.

He hated everything in front of him, and he hated himself even more!

There was a sudden tingling pain in his arm. With a wave of his hand, he slapped the ignorant mosquito into a cake. Let you drink my blood! Let you drink my blood! ……

Suddenly, a voice in his ear was both strange and somewhat familiar: "...... Oh, it's you. ”

Gao Jinsong turned his head and looked. He wanted to give the uninteresting guy a look, but when he saw the man clearly, he became a little flustered again. In a hurry, he couldn't find his other slipper, so he had to stand up with one foot barefoot, and said in his mouth: "You, You, You, guide ......."

You Shen nodded at him, picked up the jersey with a few clear footprints that Gao Jinsong threw on the ground and put it on the railing, then found a clean place not far from him and sat down, and said to him with a smile: "What's the matter, are you still angry with yourself about the afternoon?" Look at the way you look and haven't even eaten dinner? ......" You Shen took out a cigarette from his shirt pocket and lit it to himself, only then did he say with smoke coming out of his nose and mouth, "This is not possible." Anger won't solve any problems. ”

Gao Jinsong grinned awkwardly.

The two teams live so close, and the daily training is only separated by such a banana forest, so many days, he is also a little familiar with the head coach of Changsha Qinyuan, and the two of them have met once in this pavilion, but they didn't say anything. Gao Jinsong knew that You Shen was once the head coach of a certain national youth team, and he was an international player before, as for more detailed matters, he was impatient to inquire. There are also people who vaguely mention that You Shen admires Zhang Chi very much, but when the news of Zhang Chi climbing to a higher high branch spreads, the matter between Changsha Qinyuan and Zhang Chi will be over.

Gao Jinsong was roaming around his slippers and sneakers on the ground, while thinking about what kind of reason to leave here. The gaffe in the afternoon game may have made the club suspicious, if it has anything to do with Changsha Qinyuan, then he is full of mouth and can't say it clearly - he is not the absolute main force in the team and the top scorer in the second division Zhang Chi......

You Shen probably saw his thoughts, so he said, "Don't be busy, I still have something to ask you." After a pause, he added, "I'm just a little curious." ”

Gao Jinsong had no choice but to wait for You Shen to ask a question.

"Zhang Chi said to me, you haven't been playing football for the past two years...... What are you doing? ”

"Find a job. Work. Gao Jinsong said very simply. Ask Dohihan! What else could he do? He has to eat, he has to feed himself, what does he eat if he doesn't work?!

"Where do you work?" You Shen was even more curious.

"In a shopping mall, I have become a warehouse manager...... "This is one of the things Gao Jinsong is most proud of, even more proud than he was promoted to the provincial senior team at the age of 18." If you don't leave, you might be a business manager by now. "If he doesn't leave the Olympic mall, maybe in a few years he will be able to play in the provincial city and have his own business, and of course, his own home. However, it seems too late to say this, and such an opportunity will never be available again.

"Now that you've made it to the business manager, why get out of there? This is a very important and rare opportunity, and I don't know how many people will envy you. - Can you give it up? You also know how cruel football is a competitive sport, and even a small mistake in a game or training can lead you to two completely opposite paths in life. Obviously, you Shen didn't know that the place with the "Olympic Mall" sign was actually just a private company that was bigger than the usual store.

Obviously, this question is not a matter of "curiosity".

Gao Jinsong pursed his lips and thought for a while, then raised his face and said, "I like to play football." ”

You Shen was stunned. He didn't expect Gao Jinsong to give such an answer at all. He has asked many people this question and got a variety of answers, some people hope to make a name for themselves, some people hope to make money from it, some people say that this is the only job they can do and can do, and some people say that football can bring him everything, but Gao Jinsong's answer is so simple - I like to play football...... He didn't know what to say about the answer, but he knew that maybe his own starting point would not be so simple. As for why he likes football? That's his job, it's his career, it's his ...... Life.

After a long time, You Shen sighed silently and said, "...... Actually, you played really well. He was silent for a moment before continuing, "It's just, it's just not quite appropriate......

Gao Jinsong lowered his eyebrows and stared at a few ants on the railing busy back and forth. He knew what the manager of Qinyuan meant - he didn't have the pace. In today's modern football, which is increasingly pursuing high speed and high confrontation, this is almost a fatal flaw.

Neither of them spoke again.

Gao Jinsong watched as the ants dragged the mosquito he had just killed along the railing, while You Shen looked at the mountains on the other side that were almost completely melting into the gray-black sky.

In the end, it was You Shen who broke the silence. He stood up, patted the dust on his pants, and said, "It's getting late, I should go back." You should go back to dinner early. He took two steps, then suddenly turned around and asked, "What are your plans after the end of this year's second division?" ”

Gao Jin was relieved for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I haven't planned yet." He couldn't help but wonder a little, could it be that this head coach of Qinyuan was also playing his own mind? It's not impossible. Regardless of whether Qinyuan can be promoted to League B this year, next year's Qinyuan will never be the situation in front of them, and their best players will definitely be divided by the clubs in League A and B - they are all players he discovered. He couldn't help but feel a little sad for this manager. Xuan and he thought of his team again, Zhang Chi was going to Shanghai, Wei Honglin was going back to Wuhan, whether he would go to Zhengzhou or not was still between the two, and the team under Zheng's guidance would be unrecognizable in the blink of an eye......

You Shen asked directly: "If it is possible, would you like to come to Changsha next year?" Next year we will have our number 17 shirt free. ”

Gao Jinsong also stood up and said very sincerely: "At the moment, I don't care about thinking about next year's way out. I have to do my part for the next games. "That's what he really said. He has already thought it out just now, whether he goes to A B next year, or plays in the second division, even if he goes back to the Olympic shopping mall as a warehouse for storage, he has to finish this year's game first - not only for the club, but also for Sun Junshan, for Zheng Changsheng and Dai Zhenguo, for Wei Honglin, Guan Laoda and Ma Cheng, for this team, but also for himself......

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