Chapter 3 (10)

The first National Futsal Indoor Football League quietly kicked off in Kunming, and if it weren't for the amazing violent clash in the final, maybe it would have ended quietly, but the incident that excited the media for two or three days was finally drowned in the overwhelming news of the European Championship qualifiers, like throwing a small pebble into the stormy seawater, although it splashed a few splashes, but it disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if there was never such a stone, There was no one who threw stones.

After returning from the summary meeting in Dianchi, the Hubei United team was also disbanded. They didn't think about anything in the first place, so they didn't have much regret about being deprived of the championship. Of course, this trip to Kunming is not without their gains, although because of the chase referee, Yao Yuan lost the golden boot he has already gotten, but the golden boot and the golden ball these two honors still did not escape the grasp of Hubei United, Gao Jinsong with twelve goals indisputably won the golden boot, and then in the Golden Ball Award vote competition narrowly defeated the captain of Guangzhou United team, won the golden ball. So there is a strange thing in this league, the Hubei United team, which has been disqualified and performed, actually has the best player and the best scorer at the same time, which makes those who compile the sports yearbook football project feel extremely troubled, and finally simply stuff the collective shame and personal honor together, leaving this problem to those who study history to judge for themselves.

Gao Jinsong himself didn't notice any changes in the two awards, except for a few club officials who came to watch the game and wanted to take the opportunity to pick up some bargains, he didn't even see a reporter who was curious about him. In fact, only Yao Yuan was out of the limelight during the entire competition, and Gao Jinsong's three words never appeared in any newspaper from beginning to end. Gao Jinsong carefully wrapped the two gold-plated trophies in newspaper, found two empty shoeboxes, and carefully put them away. This is a very meaningful souvenir, although the weight is not enough and the quality is insufficient, but it is also the first time he has been recognized in a national competition, and this thing is not bad workmanship, and it is also a kind of decoration to put it in his dormitory at the club base.

But what's next? Days without training and competitions can be boring.

He didn't want to go back to the provincial capital, and he didn't want to go home, He Ying urged him to go back to the provincial capital on the phone, and get together to be lively, but everyone else has a lot of things to be busy with, and no one can have so much time to accompany these two lucky guys. He also tried his best to invite He Ying to come to Kunming on the phone, but He Ying ignored this stubble at all. In He Ying's view, going to Kunming is purely full of food, and in a few more months, dozens of clubs will have to participate in the annual winter training at the Shanghai Gong base. Is it possible to nest in a daze in the Haigeng base every day?

Neither of them could convince anyone.

In the end, Yao Yuan gave Gao Jinsong an idea: just go back to Wuhan together.

That's not a bad idea. The base is quiet, eat and drink without worry, the accommodation conditions are almost no different from the big hotel, and the gym or something is still free, if you are really bored, take Yao Yuan's hitchhike into the city to wander around, and the two of them talk and talk a little gossip, and listen to some interesting anecdotes in the Yafeng Club by the way, which can also be a little helpful for future personnel relations. These are real benefits. Good! Just go back to Wuhan!

As soon as they said it, the two immediately booked the nearest flight, bought a lot of local Yunnan products, and stuffed four large travel bags to the brim. This is Yao Yuan's habit, he has always been out of the house, he will bring a lot of things to his acquaintances in the club, these worthless things have undoubtedly brought him a good reputation, and the reason why he, who is obviously a guy who eats and drinks in the Yafeng Club, has been able to get a contract until now, these small objects must have played a role that cannot be ignored.

Back at the base, Gao Jinsong saw Yao Yuan's ability to deal with interpersonal relationships. Anyone who works in the club, from the deputy general manager and director of the club office who manages the daily affairs of the base, to the master in the canteen, has a gift, and there are not many things, in fact, everyone may not be able to look at these beautifully packaged but lacklusterly local specialties, but other people's intentions can not be rejected casually, and Yao Yuan can still speak, which makes people accept his affection even more. Relying on those local products, Yao Yuan even got the keys to the gym in his hands, you know, during the holidays, the gym is usually not open anytime and anywhere, even if the members of the club want to go in to practice strength, they have to find the staff first, if they are unhappy, they may have to accompany them to be careful and obedient.

So Gao Jinsong lived that monotonous life again. Jogging on the playground in the morning, then going to the gym to sweat and come back to take a shower - this is also the credit of Yao Yuan, I don't know how he and the office director muttered, the hot water supply time in the base was suddenly changed to 10 am to 10 pm, which happened to coincide with Gao Jinsong's exercise time, otherwise he would have to risk a cold cold and fever to take a cold shower - and then watch TV or read a book, and it would be time for lunch. Take a nap after lunch, watch TV, or go to the gym to lift dumbbells for a run. It's hard to have a fixed schedule after dinner, sometimes the two of them stuff Yao Yuan's second-hand car into the city together, listen to Yao Yuan crying wolf in a song hall and practice bel canto, sometimes watch the game video with Yao Yuan, blush over a controversial offensive line, and smear the TV screen with a variety of colored brushes, of course, more often than not, Gao Jinsong can only stay in his room to watch TV and read a book - he really can't stand Yao Yuan's bad singing voice, I don't want to discuss any tactics with this guy who is about to be banned for a year.

Sometimes he would walk around the base with his hands on his hands.

The base occupies a large area, but there is not much land leveled, except for the three buildings of office, accommodation and reception, there are only two standard football fields, and then around these two fields a large circle of running tracks with charcoal and mud. The quality of the runway is very acceptable, even in this cold winter, it is very comfortable to step on it, and if you listen quietly, you may be able to hear the subtle sound of the crustling sound of the cinder and sediment rubbing. The goals on the field are not hung with nets, and the white-painted goals are bare, giving people a cold feeling at first glance. When I looked closer, I found that the goal was not as bright as it looked from afar, and the paint in many places had already fallen off after the wind and rain, and the iron pipes were full of black rust stains. The two pitches used to be a large open space, except for a few tufts of weeds struggling in the cold, and only an unknown little tree with a curving trunk against the wall, the leaves of which had long since fallen off, and the few branches that were shrunk and propped up, and it was impossible to tell whether it was dead or alive.

The base is always quiet, often not seeing a person for half a day, and in his spare time, Gao Jinsong occasionally walks around the town.

The town where the base is located—or "village" is more appropriate to call this place—is small, in fact, there is only one street in the town, and it won't take more than five minutes to walk from the street to the end of the street, even if Gao Jinsong deliberately slows down his pace and walks slowly. As long as it's not the time to go to the market, there are often few people in sight on the street, and the two grocery stores at one end and the other end are full of cheap knick-knacks, and some of the samples on the shelves are still full of dust. What interested him the most was the slaughtering place in the back street, where he often stood happily and watched the slaughter of pigs for a long time, not paying any attention to the dirty water that flowed on the ground, nor the unpleasant smell or the bloody scene. This familiar scene and smell always reminded him of things when he was a child, for example, he himself once stole the hanging pork liver from a nearby slaughterhouse with He Ying, thinking that he had a plan, and ran back to show his merit happily, but as soon as he got home, he was caught by his parents and beaten to death, and finally his old man and He Ying's father led He Ying, whose buttocks were swollen, to cry and apologize, and he also lay in bed for several days because of this shameful theft attempt......

Sometimes Gao Jinsong is also very envious of Yao Yuan, this guy doesn't take the ban as a thing, he strings around the base every day, often makes the women in the club office giggle, and from time to time he works tirelessly to send them to do some private things with his own car, of course, the back and forth gasoline fees are hung on the club's head, and the people in the car class don't care too much about him, and they laugh and scold him when they can't stand it, but the gas money always has to be reimbursed to him.

Occasionally, Yao Yuan is interested, and he will run to accompany Gao Jinsong to run a few laps to loosen his muscles, such as today, he is very rare to come earlier than Gao Jinsong, and looking at his full set of sportswear, it shows that he is not only here to take a scene.

Gao Jinsong pretended to look up at the warm sun, and asked suspiciously: "The sun is coming out in the west?" How did you come up with the idea of running? He noticed that something seemed to be wrong with Yao Yuan's sneakers, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

Yao Yuan had already run three or four laps, with a slight amount of fine sweat on his forehead, and his face was a little ruddy, and he said while kicking on the spot: "Lose weight!" He leaned closer and whispered, "Inside information, Director You is coming to the base today." ”

Gao Jinsong was so stunned that his eyes widened.

That's it? This is also worth Yao Yuan's toss so hard?

But he immediately understood, and scolded Yao Yuan with a smile. This guy is so good at acting!

Gao Jinsong casually moved his stiff arms and legs a few times, and ran with Yao Yuan. He asked casually, "Who did you listen to when Commander You arrived at the base today?" ”

"The news must be reliable, or I won't be in the bed? This chilling energy...... Maybe I've got a cold. Yao Yuan spoke, and snorted vigorously. Looks like he might really have a cold. "I'm not here to make a good impression on the new coach?"

"You're banned next year." Gao Jinsong unceremoniously put the cruel truth in front of Yao Yuan. If it were someone else, even if he mentioned this kind of thing in person, he would use a more tactful tone, but he knew that Yao Yuan wouldn't care what he said. "What's the use of you tossing around now?"

"Shallow-eyed!" Yao Yuan did not hesitate to give Gao Jinsong a pertinent evaluation. "It's a ban next year, but that doesn't mean it's a ban on next year's contract, I still have to work hard for it. As long as Director You thinks I'm good, the club can't help but give him face, if Director You thinks I'm a real person, when the time comes, maybe I'll be treated the same as you. Besides, what about the contract for the year after that? And the year after ......"

Gao Jinsong laughed, and didn't take Yao Yuan's words.

After more than ten minutes of jogging, both of them have hot air, and usually at this time, Gao Jinsong will do some simple exercises such as pressing his legs and squatting and jumping, and then go to the gym for indoor exercises. He looked at Yao Yuan, wondering whether to let Yao Yuan go with him.

"Go on your own. I'll run here again. Yao Yuan insisted on his own ideas.

Seeing Yao Yuan pull a big bag of leather balls over, Gao Jinsong really didn't know what to say to this guy, was he going to practice shooting on this bare playground? The question is, how can he practice shooting without hanging the net?

"Together?" Yao Yuan shook the ball out, rolled all over the ground, and pulled out a roll of the net like a trick.

Gao Jinsong was amused by him. This guy really wants to practice shooting! No, he can't go on with this guy anymore, if he is seen by You Shen, the praise may not be heard, and it is very likely that the scolding will be scolding - in this case, it is one thing to practice shooting on hard soil and not hurt, the key is that this kind of practice has no effect at all, it can only be regarded as a warm-up.

"Hand on, hang the net for me, and then you go and continue your calisthenics." Yao Yuan had already rushed to the goal with the net.

"Get out!"

Scolding and scolding, Gao Jinsong still went over to help - the beam was too high, neither he nor Yao Yuan could hang the net alone, Gao Jinsong had to scold and say unpleasant words, and let Yao Yuan ride on his neck to hang the net. Hey, there's no way around it, if it's during the league, it's up to the staff, but that's all it takes for now, whoever lets the base be the two of them.

Yao Yuan said with a smiling face: "I'll have a treat in the evening, let's go to Penglaiju - I also called Xiao Ren and Xiao Huang in the office." He winked at Gao Jinsong, "Xiao Huang cares about you a lot, so he sent me to ask about your birthday." ”

"Who?" Gao Jinsong didn't know who Yao Yuan's "Xiao Huang" was, in his opinion, the women in the office building of the base seemed to be the same, tall, short, fat and thin. He asked uncertainly, "Is it the one wearing a yellow turtleneck?" ”

"It's Xiao Zhang who wears a yellow sweater! You have to be surnamed 'Huang' if you wear a yellow dress?! It's that tall woman from the External Relations Department! Laugh with a dimple on the left side of your face! While speaking, Yao Yuan also pointed to the corresponding position on his face, so that Gao Jinsong had an intuitive impression. What do you see me doing? I don't have any dimples on my fucking face! ”

Gao Jinsong grinned. Looking at the ball in the distance, he suddenly had a good idea to kill time. "Let's feed each other the ball and shoot, otherwise the net will be in vain." He hadn't touched the ball for more than ten days, and he felt that his ball feeling seemed to be a little rusty, so he took this opportunity to practice his feet and find his feelings. In three or five days, the team will be in full swing, and he will have to adjust himself before the start of training to make a good impression – the coach appreciates him and his team-mates trust him.

Good idea! Yao Yuan immediately agreed, and volunteered to act as the person who fed the ball first.

As seen in the indoor football league, Yao Yuan is not a well-rounded striker, and the ball he fed Gao Jinsong has hardly ever made Gao Jinsong comfortable when shooting, either too high or too low, even if Gao Jinsong can stop the ball high and low, but almost has to go through one or two adjustments before he can make a move to shoot, or simply deviate from the edges, so that Gao Jinsong doesn't even have the idea of catching up.

When Gao Jinsong was fed the ball, Yao Yuan immediately opened his eyes.

Gao Jinsong didn't feed the balls one by one like he did, but didn't pay much attention to putting them together when he fished them out of the net, although they were all concentrated on the side of the goal, but they were everywhere far and near, Gao Jinsong ran back and forth and kicked them over - most of the balls could be easily handed to the shooting position that Yao Yuan felt comfortable with, and even let him perform a volley. Yao Yuan knew that if it was a real game, if it was a real lawn, he would definitely be able to guarantee that there would be several wonderful goals in these more than ten shots, just like in the indoor football league, Gao Jinsong organized an attack between him point-to-point, and then taught the opponent to fall apart in an instant......

It's a pity that he has already been banned, otherwise, maybe he Yao Yuan can also become a character.

He let out a long sigh silently, and let the ball from Gao Jinsong hit him. The strength of the whole body seemed to be drained with that sigh, and only the stuffiness that had accumulated in his chest was left—the damn referee, the blind fellow, the conscienceless bastard...... He ruined me! He ruined me. He ruined me......

"I'm a little tired and want to go back and rest for a while." Yao Yuan said expressionlessly. He didn't even glance at Gao Jinsong, and staggered towards the dormitory.

Gao Jinsong instigated his lips and looked at Yao Yuan's back for a long time, sighed silently, and slowly scooped up a leather ball......