If you win, you will win everything, in the future you are like a proud warrior walking towards the crowd with your head held high, the most painful realization also makes you extremely happy, tomorrow is the future, and you have more to look forward to......

Who's humming? Zhang Jun opened his eyes with great difficulty, but saw an endless blue sky.

"You're awake?" A nice voice rang in his ears, and he turned his head to find a girl sitting next to him. The singing voice was supposed to come from her, but because she had her back to herself, she couldn't see her face and didn't know who it was.

But the clothes she was wearing were somewhat familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere. Zhang Jun was still guessing who this girl was, and she started humming again.

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The trek is a long way to go, and you have to take care of yourself, and at the moment when you are most tired, you will hear the sound of the victory trumpet, the night is very cold, and the blood is boiling, and when the morning dawns, you sing loudly to all those who love you......

What the hell is she singing? Zhang Jun felt a little headache, what was she singing this song for? Tell me what you want me to do?

When he shook his head, Zhang Juncai found that he was lying on the grass. The grass is so soft, the wind is so light, the sun is so warm, I just want to lie down like this......

Suddenly, the singing stopped, and the girl paused slightly, and then she asked, "Zhang Jun, do you like football?" ”

Zhang Jun was suddenly asked, he didn't answer anything, just looked at the girl with long hair in a daze. After looking at it like this for a long time, he found that the girl looked in good shape from behind, but ......

There are too many girls who look good behind them, so if you have the ability, turn your head back, let me see if you are consistent? But don't look like a flower......

"I like football anyway, hehe!" The girl said again, and then turned her head as Zhang Jun wished.

Then when Zhang Jun saw the girl's face, he was stunned again...... No, it seems like it's going to be petrified this time.

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On that freshman morning, he and Ah Biao were bored lying on the railing of the corridor on the second floor, Ah Biao angrily expressed his disappointment that there was no beauty this year, and then they saw her, this girl who was thought by Ah Biao to only have a good back. That morning, as now, the sun shone on her white skin, and it was so dazzling that it was too dazzling to look at her smile.

"Because I love football!" She said the same thing in the corridor that day, she joined the Shuguang football team because of her words, and today she has become the top scorer of the national Olympic team, and he has never regretted it all the way, because there is a group of good brothers, and she has always been by his side.

If it weren't for your words and smile, I would never have imagined my future now. Thank you, Sophie...... Looking at Sophie's smiling face, Zhang Jun thought stupidly.

Suddenly he felt a headache again, accompanied by irresistible sleepiness, he wanted to sleep, he wanted to sleep.

Sophie notices his abnormality and tries to hold Jang Jun, but she suddenly finds that she can't catch him, and no matter how hard she tries, he is always a little bit away from his hand.

Then she watched Zhang Jun move away from her little by little, becoming more and more blurred......

Sophie opened her eyes suddenly, she didn't sit on the soft grass, she didn't hum, Zhang Jun didn't lie next to her to bask in the sun, it was four o'clock in the morning, there was no sunshine, no light breeze. She was still lying in her dormitory at the University of America, and it turned out to be nothing more than a dream...... Sophie wiped the sweat from her forehead, her back was also soaked with sweat, the fan couldn't be used, and the summer night was so hot and stuffy that people couldn't sleep.

Why do you have such a dream? Sophie sat up from her bed, and there was still more than an hour before dawn, but she couldn't sleep. She got out of bed lightly, then walked to the window, propped her hands on the windowsill, and poked her head out slightly, letting the wind outside blow away the boredom.

It was still dark, and the eastern sun could not reach here yet, but now I could see the bright stars in the sky. Sophie turned her gaze to the stars in the west.

Zhang Jun, which star is you?

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When the reporters waiting at the entrance of the hospital were a little tired, the door was pushed open, and the sound made all the Chinese reporters refreshed.

Ceyan pushed open the door, and then he saw a large number of Chinese and Dutch reporters. He has seen a lot of such scenes, and when he treated Ronaldo, it was also like this. He walked down the stairs and headed straight for his office building.

The reporters immediately gathered around, and the microphones with various logos stretched out to Celeron, and the reporters' questions were like machine guns fired in bursts, and the bullets were naturally their spittle.

"How's the surgery, Dr. Celeron?" This is probably the most important issue for everyone, and it is naturally ranked first by all journalists.

After asking this question, no one asked any more questions, everyone was waiting for Sai Young's answer, and he basically couldn't continue without answering the next questions, because those were based on the premise of whether Zhang Jun's surgery was successful or not.

Celeron really stopped, and then looked at the reporters who were full of anticipation. "Zhang Jun's surgery?"

Some reporters couldn't wait to nod their heads, as if this way the other party could say it quickly.

"So......" said Saiyan with a blank face, "his operation can be said to have been successful, but it will take some time to observe." ”

The reporters were stunned for a moment, and then burst into enthusiastic cheers, "Hooray!" It worked! "Great! That's great! ”

Saiyang walked away in this crazy celebration, and when the reporters found out, only a female nurse who had been standing aside reminded everyone: "Please go to the conference room, Mr. Saiyang has to do a press conference on this operation." ”

The reporters rushed to the scene of the press conference screaming like a hunter who had hit his prey and was in a hurry to return to the village to share.

"It's so strange that a group of reporters are shouting, and there is really no reporter at all!" A young nurse looked at the Chinese reporters with some disdain.

"Nope." The nurse who conveyed the message said with a smile. "That's because they have great hope for the young man named Zhang Jun, so they will behave like this after hearing the news of the successful operation. It wasn't easy for that twenty-two-year-old to make so many people expect anything from him. ”

"But Mr. Saiyan was so tired that he almost collapsed, but they didn't even have a word of thanks, and it was too unpleasant!"

"Huh! Forgive them, they are basking in great happiness. The older nurse laughed. Then she saw a man suddenly standing in the crowd, and he turned to look at herself, and then bowed to herself very respectfully.

Wang Hua found that there was no Li Yan by his side, so he quickly stopped and turned back to look for it, but just saw Li Yan turn around and chase after him.

"What for? There's no good place to procrastinate. ”

"The laces are loose, so they are tied." Li Yan said with a smile.

"Shoelaces?" Wang Hua lowered his head strangely, sure enough, this kid was wearing leather shoes without laces, how could he scatter? "You just ......"

"Let's go! There's no good place to drag it out! Li Yan sped up.

It's almost midnight, but it's another sleepless night for these journalists.

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Saiyang said the operation was a success and the torn ligament had been fully attached. However, to be on the safe side, it is still under post-operative observation. And in order to allow Zhang Jun to get sufficient rest and postoperative recovery, he declined all interviews and photographs of Zhang Jun, and we can only take pictures of the exterior of this hospital......"

Once again, cheers and applause erupted in the cafeteria at US, and it was time for lunch, but the noon "Sports Express" was clearly more appealing than the meal. Everyone was staring at the small TV screen with their necks tilted.

The roommate wanted to share the happiness with Sophie, but she didn't see Sophie respond after calling for a long time. Strangely, she withdrew her gaze from the TV, but was surprised: "Huh? What about Sophie? It was still next to me just now! ”

Another roommate pointed to the door: "Just when they were all watching TV, she had already left and was in a hurry, going to find her?" ”

She looked at the empty seats, then at the still rocking door, and then shook her head: "No, let's eat." ”

Sophie ran to the school's soccer field, and it was noon, and everyone was huddled in the cafeteria where they could watch TV to watch the sports news at noon. There was no one on the pitch, it was very empty and very quiet.

Why she chose to run here instead of going straight back to the dormitory, Sophie couldn't tell. When she saw the news, all she knew was that she had to leave the cafeteria or she was afraid she would cry in front of her roommates. Whether sad or happy, she is a strong person in the eyes of her roommates. She didn't want them to see her crying, that wasn't good. But why is it bad, where is it bad, Sophie can't say, she just doesn't want others to see her tears, which can peek into the tears in her heart.

Sophie sat in the stands, looking at the green artificial turf pitch below. She didn't cry - that's not her style, she just sat quietly and wept quietly. These worries that have been around for a long time have been released because of the sentence "Zhang Jun's left ankle ligament surgery was successful", and I can finally be truly relieved.

Sophie is not a crying girl, but sometimes it is not good for the body if she doesn't cry a little.

Two lines of tears ran down her cheeks and landed on the back of her hand.

I don't know how long it took, Sophie stood up, she must have thought a lot just now, thinking about the bits and pieces of herself and Zhang Jun. From the twilight when they first met until now. After a lot, the relationship between the two people has not changed, which is very happy.

Sophie gently wiped the tears from her face, then walked down the stands, across the football field, and disappeared at the exit of the stadium.

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"Was the operation successful?" Qiu Suhui looked at the rain outside the window and muttered, the weather in Malaysia is really annoying, just now the sun was shining so brightly that people wanted to do a sunbath, and now it suddenly rained heavily.

"It's such a laughable weather!" Qiu Suhui stood up and stretched, and then shouted loudly to the next door: "Old Hu! Come down for a cup of coffee with me! ”

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A cup of fragrant Blue Mountain coffee is still steaming. But the owner of the coffee had no intention of tasting it, he was answering the phone.

"Well, I know. Thank you, Sister Hua! Oh, yes. How happened to Zhang Jun's surgery? Li Yongle asked, "Really?" That is true? That's great! Hehe, many people can rest assured now. Regarding the issue of going abroad, I think it is okay as long as it is conducive to my development, but if there is an invitation from Inter Milan, please help me pay attention to it, okay? Because it's the team I like, if I can play there, even if it's in the youth league! ”

"Okay, then I'll ask Sister Hua to worry more about my affairs. Good bye. Li Yongle hung up the phone and gently stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon.

Then he picked up the cup and took a sip. The rain outside the window was dripping, only the crackling sound outside could be heard, the rain made me feel irritable, but fortunately there was a warm cup of coffee, which could gradually calm down in the strong aroma of coffee.

Zhang Jun's kid had a successful operation, the National Olympic team also qualified ahead of schedule, and the matter of playing abroad was also going smoothly under Sister Hua's help.

Good things come one after another, and the feeling is like this Blue Mountain coffee: aromatic, mild, smooth and rich.

Suddenly, two girls timidly stepped forward to ask him for an autograph, Li Yongle glanced at the two, and they were immediately so ashamed that they couldn't speak clearly. "We ...... We are the Chinese team, ah, and your fans! I...... We'd like to ask you to sign it, okay, okay? ”

Li Yongle smiled at them, bowed his head and signed his name on the national Olympic team jersey handed over. After signing it, it was handed back to the two, but they were a little embarrassed and said, "Can you let you sign it...... How about signing some words of blessing? ”

"Words of blessing? What to sign? Li Yongle asked.

"Whatever, whatever. Write whatever you want. "The two girls probably think that for a player like Li Yongle, it is very good to be able to sign for them, and it is really a bit unreasonable to ask for this and that.

But Li Yongle didn't say anything, thought about it, and then lowered his head and wrote on his jersey: "I wish you good health and happiness every day!" ”

This sentence is really vulgar, and it is overused at the end of every letter, but now it is Li Yongle's sincere words.

Being healthy and happy every day is more important than anything else, and not everyone can have it, such as Zhang Jun.

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"Lao Hu, what do you think of Li Yongle?" Qiu Suhui and Hu Li sat on the other side of the café, looking at Li Yongle, who was still signing autographs for fans, from a distance.

"Well, a very good child, although he doesn't like to talk much, but he is very good to people, and he has a good reputation......"

Qiu Suhui coughed lightly and interrupted Hu Li's "evaluation": "I didn't mean that, Lao Hu. I'd like to hear what you think of him as a player, what do you think of his potential? ”

"What do you think?" Lao Hu smiled, "I really admire your vision, you are stunned to train an unknown college student into the core of the midfield of the National Olympic Games." Sure enough, I admire ......"

Qiu Suhui interrupted Hu Li's words again with a cough: "Old Hu...... I mean, what do you think about him going abroad to play? "Hu Li has been Qiu Suhui's partner for so long, it is impossible not to know what he meant. He must have been pretending to be stupid to protest that Qiu Suhui forcibly pulled him up from the bed just now, disturbing his dreams.

Hu Li didn't make a fuss anymore, he calmly said his opinion. "I don't think it's good for him to go abroad now."

"Oh? Why? ”

"He doesn't have any experience playing in a professional team, so if he goes straight outside, I'm afraid he won't be able to adapt and it will affect his future development."

"But think about Zhang Jun, think about Yang Pan......"

"When they go abroad, no one pays attention at all, so there is little pressure outside, and they can develop slowly, step by step. But now the environment is different, and Li Yongle will get a lot of attention when he goes abroad, and wherever he goes, there will be many, many Chinese reporters rushing over. In this way, he will be under a lot of pressure, and the slightest mistake will be pointed out by Chifu......"

"Haha! I know what you're worried about. Although the enthusiastic news media are always helping, Li Yongle is a different kid, completely different from Zhang Jun. Qiu Suhui took a sip of coffee and continued, "No matter what the outside thinks of him, he will always go on according to his choice." He is very strong and very patient, so he is stronger than Zhang Jun in terms of environmental adaptation. It doesn't matter where he goes, as long as he has a good football atmosphere, he can improve. But on the contrary, if it continues to be in the country......"

Qiu Suhui stirred the coffee with a spoon and didn't say any more. But Hu Li knew exactly what he meant. Yes, the environment of Chinese football is tireless! No matter how talented you are, if you don't waste it in this big dye vat, you won't be called "Chinese football"!

"So, then he's better go out......" Hu Li suddenly felt weak, what will be the fate of these 20 or so members of the current National Olympic team after the Olympic Games? After all, there are very few people who can go abroad like Zhang Jun, Yang Pan, and even Li Yongle, so most people must still return to their respective clubs.

Chinese football is looking forward to the birth of geniuses every year, but every year it is intentionally or unintentionally, but it is indeed very ruthless to destroy those geniuses who are born and quasi-geniuses who are about to be born. Then he sighed again and looked forward to the next genius...... When people can't fully explain some strange repetition or reincarnation, they will simply conclude that it is "fate", and the above seems to be the fate of Chinese football.

I hope this "fate" doesn't happen to these children.

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When the National Olympic team defeated the opponent 2:0 two days later and successfully qualified, Chen Wei led the team back to Yanjing with an extremely good mood. At the international airport, they were not only greeted and praised by the superior leaders, but also a large group of Yanjing fans outside the airport beating gongs and drums to welcome the national Olympic team back to China, the Chinese men's football team can have such treatment, may be in addition to the 1987 Gao Fengwen defeated the national Olympic team that marched into the Seoul Olympic Games, and the 2001 top ten round of the national team with an absolute advantage in the national team, there is only today's national Olympic team.

Chen Wei took the flowers from Luo Wenqiang's hand with a spring breeze on his face, and then waved them to those fans. Listening to the cheers of the fans, he had a feeling of success. How many people in the Chinese Football Association can receive this kind of heartfelt cheers from fans? Zhang Jilong was called "Brother Long" by fans because of that "Hand of God" draw, and I really can't think of anyone else.

I wonder if he will be called "Brother Wei" for his contribution to Chinese football in a few years?

Luo Wenqiang patted Qiu Suhui's shoulder with some excitement: "Okay! Good job! You let outsiders see the side of Chinese football! ”

Qiu Suhui was very disgusted by this, and felt as if the chief was patting a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child and calling him a "little ghost". But he can't show it yet, he can only accompany the smiling face in front of the news media, saying that we are united, so it is appropriate to get good results.

The most cheered were the slightly tired players, whose presence sparked a screaming frenzy. When Li Yongle walked through the passage opened up by the airport security, the female fans on both sides shouted loudly, but Li Yongle just lowered his head and hurried by with his luggage expressionless.

Xiang Tao waved vigorously to the fans, and except for a few male fans who applauded him, he was basically calm. Xiang Tao put down his hand a little embarrassed. "Damn! Who is rare! He muttered.

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In the evening, at the Yanjing Xianghe Training Base, the Football Association held a small celebration for the National Olympic team. The reason for saying small is that there are not too many senior leaders and celebrities and the like, and all the places are given to journalists, TV reporters, text reporters, and photojournalists from all over the world. The Football Association will not miss any opportunity to set up a torii for itself.

Li Yongle is still an important figure at the banquet, after receiving the praise and encouragement of the leaders of the Football Association, he was immediately surrounded by "hungry" reporters, and all kinds of questions were thrown at him, of course, people are most concerned about the question of where to go after the Olympics.

Li Yongle struggled to negotiate with the reporters, carefully not letting them catch any loopholes that could be exploited. It was more tiring than playing two finals in a row.

Seeing Li Yongle's sweaty expression and stammering appearance, Xiang Tao was a little gloating. "Yes, that's right." "No, it's not what you think." "It's hard to say yet, it's up to us to see later." "Concentrate on playing football, don't think about other ......" Xiang Tao was bored and dubbed Li Yongle's lip-sync on the side, making a group of teammates around him laugh.

This is a wild barbecue, and several chefs with good skills are specially invited from outside by the Xianghe base to barbecue various foods in a glade in the training base, and finally there is a fireworks display. The Football Association arranged it very carefully, so that the players who have been fighting for nearly a year have a chance to relax.

When the aroma of barbecue was in the air, the celebration banquet was also carried out. Xiang Tao was destroying a large pile of food in front of him like a storm, and the people around him were stunned.

"Hey, Xiang Tao, there's a reporter here! Don't you pay attention to your self-image? Zhao Pengyu grinned, he was completely shocked.

"Less...... Less talk! Let's talk about it later! (Less nonsense, Lao Tzu will talk about it after eating)" Xiang Tao said vaguely with a large piece of meat wrapped in his mouth, concise and to the point, never wasting a little time to eat.

Zhao Pengyu watched Xiang Tao eat what was in his mouth, held it in his hand, stared at the appearance in the bowl, and sighed helplessly: "The glorious image we have built up with great difficulty has been ruined by him alone, and it only took him one meal......

Li Suisheng took a sip of juice and asked Zhao Pengyu as if Xiang Tao was air: "Why didn't Xiang Tao come?" This kind of good thing will not be missing his ...... Ay? Who brought this pig? Pets? ”

Xiang Tao, who was concentrating on eating, keenly caught this unfavorable information, and then his face changed: "What did you say?" Lebanon (Xiang Tao's nickname for Li Suisheng)! You've got a kind of ......."

"Wow! What a beautiful fireworks! Someone shouted, and Xiang Tao noticed that a beam of flame rose from the ground not far away, and then burst in the air, like a juju flower, emitting a beautiful golden light.

Fireworks come and go, crackling sounds are endless, and all kinds of fireworks bloom in the deep blue night sky. The faces that people look up to are constantly dyed red, yellow, green, purple, white...... Someone turned off the lights, except for the flames of barbecue food, only these fireworks were lighting up the night sky one by one, and also illuminating everyone's smiling faces.

A few years later, when Xiang Tao saw Zhang Jun raising his arms to say goodbye to the fans, he was very strange that he didn't expect to be with that silly boy, but thought of the fireworks this night, dazzling, beautiful, and gorgeous.

Li Yongle sat on the grass, looked at the fireworks that bloomed, and sighed softly: "It's so beautiful!" ”

Chen Wei was chatting with a reporter, but was also attracted by the beauty of the fireworks. He turned his head to look at the sky red with fireworks, the expression on his face intoxicated and yearning. A long, long time later, the journalist wrote in an article reminiscing about the development of football in China.

When the first fireworks went off, Qiu Suhui was lying on the dew-covered grass, joking with Hu Li. Hu Li asked him to find a wife after the Olympics and make a home. Qiu Suhui said with a smile Don't worry, it's only in his thirties, if he can't do it, he will find a football marriage. But Hu Li said to him very seriously: "Lao Qiu, I have always called you like this, even though I am older than you, it is because I respect your football." But on this issue, you have to listen to my brother's suggestion once, start a family, floating around like this, it's not a way. Besides, having a stable family will have better energy to devote to work. Your parents don't want to see you like this, do they? Three meals a day, stay up until the early hours of the morning......"

At this time, with a "pop", the fireworks bloomed, attracting everyone's attention. Qiu Suhui put his hands on his pillow and watched the unpredictable fireworks in the sky. Lao Hu is also reasonable, how long has it been since he has returned to his hometown in Liaoning to visit his parents, and how long has it been since he has contacted her? If you think about it carefully, since becoming the head coach of the national Olympic team, her mind has been full of football, the future of Chinese football, and the future of these players, but she has never considered her own future. As the old saying goes: there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great. Although his parents also understand him, he is no longer young, and he has been an unfilial son for the past thirty-eight years!

Well, after the Athens Olympics, marry her, you can't let her wait any longer!

Looking at the fireworks, Qiu Suhui made a wish like facing a meteor.

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When the petals of the last fireworks were scattered on the ground and disappeared, everyone else was almost scattered except for the base staff who were cleaning up the mess. The team will be disbanded tomorrow and will regroup in two weeks for their final training camp before the Athens Olympics. Then at the beginning of July, they will fly to the Netherlands for a training competition in Europe. After all this, they will appear at the opening ceremony of the Athens Olympics to greet the rostrum as the Chinese men's football team, to the live audience, to the world.

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