After finishing the more intense training, when Zhang Jun returned home, he found that there were guests at home.

"Zhang Jun, who is coming?" Dad beckoned.

The guest turned around, and Zhang Jun was stunned: "It's you?" ”

"Huh. Meet again. Chen Huafeng said with a smile.

"How could you ......"

"I'm your father's apprentice, and I'm here to visit the teacher today." Chen Huafeng said, "Although I knew that the teacher had a son, I really didn't expect it to be you." What a coincidence! ”

"I didn't expect that either."

"Dad met him when he went to Taihang Mountain to sketch a few years ago." My father explained, "When I went to Taihang Mountain to sketch, I stayed at his house. Dad patted Chen Huafeng on the shoulder, "At that time, he was still a senior in high school, and now he is working, so fast!" ”

"Yes,1 I was in my third year of high school at the time. Mr. Zhang went to Taihang to sketch and lived in my house, and I learned a lot from you in that half a month. That's when my interest in photography came about. Later, in the college entrance examination, I applied for the journalism department of Fudan University. ”

"I heard that you worked in Shanghai after graduation, why are you in Luoyang now?" Zhang Weiguo asked.

"Don't mention it! Shanghai is not the place I should be! I used to work as a reporter for a newspaper. But the Shanghai boss looked at me like a thief. I couldn't stand it anymore and quit. ”

"I know, you're a very strong man." Zhang Weiguo nodded.

"I went to look for a job again, but as soon as they heard that I was from Henan, they all rejected me. I don't understand, why do Henan people have such a bad reputation outside? Who are we recruiting from Henan? Later, it really didn't work, so I returned to Henan and came to Luoyang. ”

Zhang Jun listened to the two talking about "the troubles of adults", and felt bored, so he said hello to the two and entered his room.

He pulled out "High School Soccer" from his bag and read it. Looking at those vivid words and photos, it was as if he was back in that game.

Yang Pan's pass was so comfortable that he saw the ball draw a beautiful arc in the air and fly towards him as he ran. He just jumped up, looked at the incoming ball, shook his head hard, and he heard the pleasant sound of the ball and the net rubbing, and the ball went in! After scoring the goal, he didn't even look at the goal again to confirm, he opened his arms and ran towards Yang Pan.

He believes that Yang Pan has been playing together since he was a child, so that as soon as he saw Yang Pan accelerate to chase the ball, he ran to the penalty area, Yang Pan will definitely pass the ball over, and then, he only needs to jump lightly and then hit the ball into the door with his head.

It was Shui Huajun who equalized or even exceeded the score, he was not flustered in his heart, he knew that as long as he and Yang Pan were together, no one could stop them from moving forward. That's it since childhood. Sure enough, Yang Pan quickly equalized the score. That long-range shot was the same as when Yang Pan shot it for the first time in a junior high school competition, and it scared everyone. He still remembered the first time he saw Yang Pan's long-range shot. Watching the beams of the elementary school's wooden goal be knocked down, he didn't close his mouth for a long time. Although it is a wooden beam and it is old, it is a joke that a shot from 20 meters away can knock it down! And after Yang Pan finished shooting the goal, he asked the physical education teacher: "Teacher, does this ball count as a score?" The physical education teacher's expression at that time was like seeing an alien, and he didn't say a word for a long time. Zhang Jun has always been a little proud of his best skills among his classmates, but after that day, he was convinced of a person for the first time. He also became good friends with Yang Pan, who was not very familiar with him.

Yang Pan's shot knocked CITIC's arrogance down, which is what Yang Pan is best at. This summer, in the first game of the National Junior High School Football Championship, in the face of the fourth place in the previous session, Yang Pangang made a long-range shot in the opening ten minutes, and the opponent did not play the whole game. A junior high school student, with a long shot from a distance of 30 meters, actually hit the goalkeeper into the goal! The goalkeeper was substituted at that time. In the second game, it was Yang Pan's long-range shot that opened the door to victory for Kaifang Middle School. Later, as long as Yang Pan picked up his right leg on the field, the defender who defended him would unconsciously flash to the side. He even won the title of "morale killer".

The winning goal, Yang Pan's shot bounced back on the crossbar, just when the opponent's defender still thought he had escaped, Zhang Jun rushed out of the group of defenders like a ghost, accurately appeared at the landing point of the ball, and when the ball did not land, he jumped to the top and sent the ball into the empty goal, a seemingly simple goal, if there is no almost innate judgment like Zhang Jun, it will not appear at the right time, in the right place, and make the right move. It's not without precedent that you can kick away in the face of an empty goal.

It was a good feeling to win, but he wasn't as ecstatic as his seniors. After all, the national championship has been won, although it is a junior high school, but it can be regarded as having seen the world. But yesterday Sophie's words really moved him a little, is playing football just for himself? Is it just to make yourself feel that thrill of scoring goals? Is it just to let your body run as much as you want on the field? If not, then what else is there besides these? Looking at Sophie's excited face yesterday, Zhang Jun suddenly found the answer. Do you care if I play football? doyoumindifiplay？ Zhang Jun couldn't understand the beautiful theme song of the French World Cup, but now he understood what was sung in that song. Will you cheer for me if I win? Will you cry for me if I fail? If I play, do you care?

I can get as much as I can and no one to share it, what's the use? What is the significance of a man's victory? No one cheers for the goal, no one comforts the failure, I run desperately alone, but for whom?

Zhang Jun turned on the stereo, and "doyoumindifiplay" rang. He closes his eyes and immerses himself in the world created by the music. In that world, he ran as much as he could on the green field, with the tsunami-like cries of tens of thousands of people in his ears. Everyone was shouting his name, the shouts seeped into his veins, he felt the blood burning, his body was hot, what a wonderful feeling! He opened his arms at the shout, as if to embrace it all.

Sophie decided to go back to Zhang Jun to borrow a few books about football. She rang the doorbell of Zhang Jun's house. It was not Zhang Jun who opened the door, nor was it an uncle or aunt, but ...... The journalist.

"Sophie?" Zhang Weiguo asked.

"It's me, uncle."

Chen Huafeng was also surprised, why did he see two people he knew today?

"He's in his room, go find him."

"Oh, thank you, uncle."

Sophie walked straight to Zhang Jun's room. Chen Huafeng pointed to her back: "Isn't she the manager of Shuguang Middle School?" ”

"Huh! That's right! The family had only moved in for a month and lived next door to mine. Sophie often comes to play with Zhang Jun when she has nothing to do. Sophie, this kid is very good! Sensible, well-behaved, and good at learning. Just let her teach my family's Zhang Jun, who doesn't know anything. Zhang Weiguo said with a smile.

Chen Huafeng looked at Zhang Jun's door thoughtfully.

As soon as Sophie entered the door, she was startled to see Zhang Jun standing in the room with open arms. But she didn't bother Zhang Jun, but gently closed the door and found a place to sit.

A few minutes of music was too short, Zhang Jun opened his eyes unsatisfied, only to find Sophie looking at him with his chin propped up, and he was startled: "Yay?!" Sophie? When did you come in? ”

"While you're dreaming." Sophie laughed.

"Dreaming?"

"That's right! The expression you just had was so rich. You must have dreamed something. It's funny! Sophie's laughter was heavenly.

Zhang Jun remembered what he had just thought. "That's right! I had a beautiful dream! ”

Li Yongle lay on the bed and looked at the "High School Football" he snatched from Zhang Yang. He has read all the articles about Shuguang Middle School, Zhang Jun and Yang Pan above, but this time, his mind is not on the article.

According to the article, Zhang Jun and Yang Pan have begun to show their talents when they were in junior high school. In the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school, he led the pioneer middle school to represent Luoyang to win the first national championship in the history of the school.

Li Yongle remembered his junior high school years. At that time, the rebellion and restlessness of adolescence led him to see the discipline of teachers and parents as a bondage, and he began to skip school, fight, and play video games. At that time, he met Zhang Yang, and the same ideas and surnames made him a good friend quickly. In the eyes of others, they are typical delinquent teenagers, representatives of poor students. This kind of life lasted until the second semester of the third year of junior high school.

Li Yongle also doesn't remember what happened that day, because of what, he and Zhang Yang ran to the school stadium to watch the football game. That game changed his life. It was a qualifier for the National Junior High School Football Championship. The competition between Shuren Middle School and Pioneer Middle School.

The game was one-sided, with the score being 5:0. He saw that there was a person in the class, who was the team's central defender, although Li Yongle didn't like that person very much, but he still had strength after all. But now he is being played by the other party's No. 11. He was shaken down again and again, and he couldn't pull the other party's clothes even if he wanted to foul, watching him get up from the ground again and again, Li Yongle actually sympathized with him a little. There was also the No. 7, who hit the post with a long-range shot and shook the goal.

"That's amazing! Who are they? Li Yongle couldn't help but sigh.

"No. 11 is Zhang Jun from Kai Kai Middle School, and No. 7 is Yang Pan." A voice came from behind.

Li Yongle turned his head to look up, and a boy in a school uniform and glasses who looked very weak was watching the game.

Li Yongle changed to the boy and asked him, "Who are you?" ”

"Zhang Lintao."

"I am ......"

"Li Yongle, right?"

"How did you know me?" Li Yongle was a little surprised.

"Li Yongle and Zhang Yang are the number one bad teenagers in Shuren Middle School, how can I not know each other? I'm a good person who remembers people's names. ”

"And you know them?" Li Yongle pointed to the field.

"I've watched their games, so I'm impressed. Zhang Jun is Trailblazer's top scorer and has scored eleven goals in four games so far. Yang Pan is a very fast full-back, and his long-range shooting ability makes it hard to believe that he is only a junior high school student. You saw that just now, right? When it comes to football, Zhang Lintao gushes endlessly.

The cheerleaders of the tree people were all out, but the pioneering cheerleaders who came all the way were very hard. Li Yongle looked at the field with a thoughtful look.

Li Yongle, who was 1.85 meters, stomped over the last enemy with one kick, he straightened his clothes, and said to Zhang Yang beside him: "I don't want to fight like this." ”

Zhang Yang didn't understand: "What? ”

"I want to play."

"Kicking a ball? You? No way? Zhang Yang felt a little incredible.

"Yes. I have a new enemy, and I'm going to defeat him! Li Yongle clenched his fists and said.

"Is it because of that game?"

"Yes. When I go to high school, I'll join the team. Hope not to be in the same school with them. ”

"Hey~~~ young man, your interests are changing so fast!" Zhang Yang sighed.

"Aren't you with me?"

"Me? No kidding! I've never played before! Zhang Yang waved his hand.

"I'll teach you."

"You?"

"I practiced when I was young, and I rarely played in junior high school. Trust me, you're physically fit for a game, your explosiveness, your speed, your power and your fearlessness are all you need to play. ”

"I always thought these were necessary for a fight." Zhang Yang kicked a Coke can into the ditch.

"Your footwork is not bad, either!"

"That's it! I'll just kick it. But I can't guarantee that I'll be able to learn it between now and September of this year! ”

"One summer vacation is enough."

On the court of the High School Attached to Zhongyuan University of Science and Technology.

"Everyone is welcome to sign up for our football team at HKUST High School. Regarding the history of the football team, I don't think I need to say anything more, everyone comes to sign up, which means that everyone understands. What I want to say is that the football team of the High School Affiliated to HKUST has more than 80 members, and if you want to play the main team, you must train seriously! My training is very hard, and every year there are many people who can't persevere and leave the team, if you want to leave, I have no objection. But as long as you train hard, I won't ignore it. Coach Sun Laihong said with a serious face, "Okay, everyone should report their names and the positions they want to play." ”

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"Li Yongle, the position of hope is the back waist!"

Sun Laihong glanced at Li Yongle, his 185cm figure looked very strong. It's a good fodder to kick a ball.

"Zhang Yang, I want to play left-back."

Li Yongle smiled, Zhang Yang's kid is really talented. Li Yongle saw that he was a left-hander, so he decided to make him a left-back. Unexpectedly, after only a month, he was already a qualified left-back. At first, he kept saying that he couldn't learn well, but he learned faster than anyone else. In particular, his ferocious tackle is really a very useful weapon.

"Zhang Lintao, the position I hope is the goalkeeper."

Li Yongle turned his head and saw that it was the boy he met on the court that day, wearing glasses and looking weak, but he didn't expect to play football. Zhang Lintao smiled at Li Yongle.

Li Yongle's thoughts returned from memory to the present, and he continued to read. The last three pages are covering the competition at the High School Affiliated to HKUST, which also highlights the three freshmen in the team.

Li Yongle: He is a promising young star, with a height of 185cm and a weight of 80kg, he is not playing with his body in this midfield position, he is playing with his brain, which is rare among high school students. He seems to have a natural grasp of the pace of the game, and looking at his performance in the opener, it's hard to believe he's only 15 years old. With just the right amount of movement on the pitch, a ferocious and accurate tackle, and a calm handling of the ball, he has the qualities necessary for a good midfielder. It is foreseeable that he will become a star-level player in the future.

Zhang Yang: It is said that he never played football before he was in high school. It's hard to believe, because everyone who watched the opener didn't think of him as a novice, and on the pitch, he almost never stopped yelling, and his beautiful tackles, which cleanly disrupted the opposition's attack. On the left side of his guard, no opponent can take half a step past the thunder pool.

Zhang Lintao: The previous information is unknown, but I only know that he and Li Yongle and Zhang Yang are in the same junior high school. It's just that judging from this game, there is nothing of value to be seen. Because of the whole game, he spent most of his time doing nothing. The back line led by Zhang Yang and Luo Bin almost let the opponent's attack end in just 30 meters. He only had one or two catches, and you can still see that his fundamentals are solid. However, as soon as he joins the team, he can obtain the position of the goalkeeper of the High School Attached to the University of Science and Technology, and his strength cannot be underestimated. Expect him to show his quality in future matches.

Li Yongle closed the book, and he seemed to be about to catch up with Zhang Jun, because he had already heard Zhang Jun's footsteps, not far ahead.

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