The members of the High School Affiliated to HKUST celebrated the victory with ecstasy, as if they had just come full circle from the ghost gate. I have never been so lucky after winning the ball.

His teammates cried one by one, especially the seniors in the third year of high school. After this game, they will take off the red and white jerseys they have worn for three years, and work hard for their future like any ordinary high school junior.

Yang Pan, who has always been very optimistic, cried, and it was when the referee blew the final whistle that he saw Yang Pan wiping his eyes with his hands. Ren Yudi didn't cry, because he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to cry, he just lay on the ground like that, panting heavily, looking straight at the blue sky. Anke didn't cry, he just sat on the ground blankly, leaning his back against the doorpost, and looked blankly at the cheering members of the High School Affiliated to the University of Science and Technology, and he kept that posture for a long time.

Whether Sophie cried or not, he didn't know, because she always gave him a back.

And those reporters, why did they lose, and there are so many reporters? They always like to ask weird questions, how can they feel when they lose?

……

Zhang Jun couldn't sleep no matter what, the scenes of the day were still in his mind, and he couldn't forget it. He didn't cry, all the time. It's not that he wasn't sad, it's not that he stayed out of the game the whole game – even if that wasn't his intention.

He just felt that when all this came, he suddenly had no tears, and the sadness in his heart could not be superficialized. Perhaps the deepest sadness is that I want to cry but can't.

After the game, how he got home, how he went to Sophie's house to eat, and then how he lay in bed, he didn't have much to say.

It's all like a dream......

"Fei Fei! Still not sleeping? It's been a tiring day today. Mom shouted in the house.

"I'm blowing the wind outside." Sophie leaned on the balcony and looked at the silent night sky. It's twelve o'clock in the night, and it's a good time to think about your thoughts.

The night wind was cold, but Sophie didn't care.

Why? Why do you work so hard, everyone works so hard but still loses? Yang Pan's shot is so powerful, the goal can be beaten non-stop. Ren Yudi's technique, can't the four of them surround him? and Anke, who once blocked Yang Pan's shot. Also, there is the captain, who is so tenacious in defense, but why did he still lose?

When she saw it, even Liu Qi, who was giggling all day long, was silent, he kept shouting for eighty minutes, and his voice was hoarse.

She heard what Zhang Jun said with his head in pain.

"I'm not reconciled!"

Why? Why did you still lose?

On his cheeks, there were two lines of tears, reflecting the moonlight, crystal clear.

From elementary school to high school, I can't remember the number of games I played. It's not the first time I've lost, but why do I feel unwilling for the first time today?

He doesn't think he's the kind of fragile person, but why did he cry when the referee blew the final whistle?

……

"It's up to you!" Zhang Jun patted Yang Pan on the shoulder.

In the semi-finals of the National Junior High School Competition, the opening up of the camp against China, injury and stoppage time. Zhang Jun won a 25-metre free-kick for Kai Kai. Yang Pan hit the penalty shot. Kai Tou eliminated Huaying from Guangzhou 3:2 and entered the final.

……

"Anyway, it's up to you tomorrow!" Zhang Jun patted Yang Pan's shoulder and said.

He had never disappointed Zhang Jun before, as long as Zhang Jun patted him on the shoulder and said, "Look at you!" ”

But this time......

"I'm sorry, Zhang Jun......"

He finally broke into the penalty area and was ready to shoot, but Liu Chao shoveled the ball out of the bottom line first.

tried his best, but the other party was still unmoved, so he had to force a breakthrough. But Liu Chao broke the ball at his feet again.

……

"Toot! Honk! Tut-"

Ren Yu sat up from the bed violently, it turned out to be just a dream. He looked at the clock by the moonlight, and it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night. But he couldn't sleep now. All he can remember is that when the referee blew the final whistle, he was lying on the ground, gasping for breath, looking straight into the blue sky. Then, the blue sky turned into night, and he lay in bed, just awakened by that dream.

But was it really a dream? Why is the pain of a fall so real? And also...... That feeling of failure......

Ren Yu clenched the quilt tightly with both hands, and buried his head deep in the quilt.

Race...... Lost!

Three times, picked up the ball from the goal three times.

And what are the childish words of "I want to protect the goal". It turned out that nothing was held, the efforts of the teammates, the cheering of the cheerleaders, and Sophie's smile. He's such an incompetent goalkeeper.

The junior high school was a school that didn't take football seriously, and he only played football for a year and didn't stay in that promising team anymore, and he thought it was torture to play in that environment.

Dawn's football really sucks. But he saw his love for football in the faces of his teammates, and he liked it from the bottom of his heart. The words "I don't want to be free, I'd rather die" and "I love football, but I love beautiful women more" are just excuses to escape from what you really think in your heart. When he stood in front of the door, put on the goalkeeper's gloves after two years, and "dueled" with Yang Pan, he had already made a decision, the same decision as in his heart:

Back on the pitch and back in front of goal.

Football can bring joy as well as pain. He's not a rookie who just started playing, he already understands this truth. But when the pain really comes, why can't I accept it?

Put on headphones, turn up the volume of the Walkman to the maximum, and want to use music to dilute the pain, but I received the effect of "borrowing wine to drown my sorrow even more".

He rolled over, only to find that the pillow towel was already wet.

For them, the season of the year is over.

But for others, the three-year season is over......

On Monday, the campus seemed unusually quiet.

Even the question of raising the national flag, which gave Wen Jiucheng, director of the Political and Educational Department, a headache, was gone. Everyone spoke softly, and even laughter was much less. Saturday's game was contagious to the whole school, which was grieving for football for the first time.

The afternoon training was still going on as normal, and Liang Ke had already set his sights on the coming year.

It's just that the atmosphere on the court is so depressing, and everyone is silent. Even Anke, who has always been funny, didn't say a word, just silently did basic exercises with the substitute goalkeeper.

Liang Ke wanted to remind the children to cheer up, but he couldn't open his mouth when he thought of Saturday's game. That night, he poured six bottles of beer in a row and was very drunk.

"What are you doing here?"

Suri's loud voice rang out again.

"In the last training session of our senior year, do you use this attitude to send us?"

Everyone looked at the captain.

"What do you see? I'm not a monkey! Suri wanted to liven up the atmosphere before telling a joke. But he really has no talent for humor, and everyone was drunk by him, and hurriedly lowered their heads and did their own thing.

It was Wang Bo who came out to speak: "Cough! Cough! We have only one wish in the third year of high school, and that is to hope that everyone can send us off, a farewell, not a cry. Don't cry one by one. ”

Wang Bo's "crying" made everyone laugh, and the atmosphere suddenly became a lot more lively.

"Or do you speak." Su Li whispered to Wang Bo.

"Don't say that, Captain."

"I'm not going to be the captain anymore. You don't have to call me that anymore. ”

At the end of the training, Liang Ke gathered everyone together.

"As we all know, the senior high school players will no longer be members of the Dawning football team after today. Suri! ”

Suri folded the captain's armband and the cleanly washed jersey to Sophie. He hesitated for a moment when handing over the jersey, and finally put it in Sophie's hand.

"Wang Bo!"

"Liu Lei!"

"Li Xiaopeng!"

"Liu Hui!"

"Zhang Rui!"

"Shang Jin!"

Every time Liang Ke called a name, someone would come out and hand the jersey to Sophie.

No. 8, No. 10, No. 18, No. 5, No. 3, No. 9, No. 22, these numbers will have their new owners in September next year.

This scene, plus this year, Liang Ke has seen it for five years. But this year, he felt sorry for these senior high school veterans. After two years of hard work, they finally saw hope this year, but it was just a little bit worse, and they still didn't see it in the end.

Jang Jun's expression made it clear to an idiot that he was masochistic. Suri walked over and patted him on the shoulder. "Don't blame yourself too much, it's not your responsibility to lose."

"But, Captain......"

"Don't call me Captain." Suri smiled and pointed to his bare arm.

"There's nothing I can do to help you, just sit down and watch."

"It's none of your business. If I were a coach, I wouldn't let you play. Betting on your future, the price is too high. You don't have to be discouraged, there's still two years to go. You see our senior year of high school, isn't it nothing? ”

Zhang Jun looked around, Wang Bo and the others were talking and laughing with the first and second grade players.

"Boy! Next year, the year after, when you break into the Xigong Stadium, we will come to cheer you on! Wang Bo said affectionately around Ren Yudi's neck.

"Don't have a sad look on your face! Although we have left the team, we are still in the same school! It's not goodbye, really! Zhang Rui said with a smile.

"Yes! Oh, yes! With your expressions, others think you're holding a memorial service! ”

"Sophie, you're always smiling, why are you frowning all the time today? Beware of wrinkles! ”

……

"Look! Aren't they all parked? Speaking of which, we have to thank you! ”

"Thank you?" Zhang Jun was puzzled.

"Yes! When we first came to this varsity team, we just wanted to have a place to play football in the three years of high school. We know our own strength very well, so we didn't think about the quarterfinals or the semi-finals at all. But you're here and you give hope to this team. For the first time, we all had a goal to play. Suri scratched his head in embarrassment. You'll be a sophomore in high school next year, so don't let Sophie's red line only go so far. ”

"Captain......

"I told you, don't call me Captain."

Looking at Zhang Jun's expression, Wang Bo said to Su Li beside him: "The ideological work is fruitful!" ”

"He can't be depressed, the dawn of next year can be on his feet!"

"Can't you speak? Captain ......"

"Don't call me Captain."

"I'm sorry I forgot again. Ay! I'm really not used to it......"

A week later, the High School Affiliated to HKUST comfortably defeated Dongfang High School in the semi-finals, and Li Yongle scored another goal, which was a penalty. He is now the darling of the media and fans. Another week later, HKUST High School defeated their old rival Dingding High School in the final, entering the national competition for the 14th consecutive time. Once again, it became the focus of Luoyang media reports. Li Yongle had a total of five shots on goal in that final, but never once did he shoot the rebound shot against Dawn.

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