The sun can no longer be seen on Dongting Lake, the dying little flying insects in the light of the street lamps are everywhere in the spider webs, the first and second years of high school have dispersed under the dim sky, the school gate is full of braised pork rolls and pancakes and fruit stalls as usual, the proprietress of the Wencui Book Club has sorted out the new issue of "Universal Movies" on the shelves, and the doorman Ah Fat has just finished eating a boxed lunch, and his mouth is full of oil.

On the road in the direction of the ancient building, there are two rows of maple trees, autumn is their season, the leaves die in beauty, and the ground is full of red and yellow colors, full of romance. They come and go are the children of No. 1 Middle School, and they are accustomed to this beautiful autumn.

The stadium is on the northwest side of the school, and there are nine full fields, and a low wall and camphor trees growing against the wall cut off the road, and the trees are dense all year round.

The venue for the final is Field 7, the most northwesternmost place. People can only stand on the southeast side of the course, because the other two sides are very close to the trees. This field was chosen because only the No. 7 basket had a net and there was no rust.

The place where he fell to the ground was against the tree. A few leaves swayed slightly in the darkness.

Fang Can ran in front of Cheng Sin, at a loss, his face full of worry. Xiong Zhou didn't get up and crawled straight to Chengsin, scared and shouted with all his might: "Call an ambulance——! The referee called 120 in a panic and everyone leaned in. Everyone knows that this injury is not light.

"Take the sin!" A girl was so frightened that she cried, but she didn't dare to approach, and kept calling his name. It is Wen Han of the 576 class.

Xiong Zhou also began to cry, he hammered the floor, silent, very remorseful.

People gathered in the shade of the trees, and the sky in the northwest corner was terribly dark in the dim evening.

After a few minutes, everyone was still in place, not speaking, waiting for the head teacher to take charge of the situation and wait for the ambulance to arrive. It's quiet. It's like hell, only suffering.

It was completely dark, and the street lamps outside the wall were faintly shining through.

"Win...", "Win... Is it .." Suddenly, he made a faint sound, but he couldn't open his eyes, and then he didn't move.

Xiong Zhou and Fang Can were close to each other, and they couldn't believe their ears. Xiong Zhou finally cried, Fang Canmu hesitated for a while, smiled slightly, and said like a child: "You won, stinky brother." ”。 The crowd probably didn't hear a sound, and looked at each other for some reason. Wen Han was still staring at Chengsin, his jaw trembling slightly, as if he was about to cry at any time.

"Get out of the way!" A voice came anxiously, it was the head teacher Yang Binglang.

"What, what's wrong?" No one answered. "Eh, what's wrong? It looks like the injury is quite serious, I want you to pay attention to it, how to play a ball, how to do this, next year is going to take the college entrance examination, don't play for me in the future, the injury is not bearable at all! ”

"Notify parents?"

"Oh oh no, I forgot about the ambulance," the referee replied

"How can you not inform your parents!" "And you," Lao Yang pointed to the crowd, "not reading?" Give me all back! Don't worry about it, hurry up! It's all scattered! Hear no! With that, Lao Yang hurriedly walked out of the crowd and made a phone call. After the phone call, the people were almost gone, only Fang Can and the people from Class 576 stayed. Lao Yang didn't say anything harsh, he glanced at the guilty man who fell to the ground, turned his back and sat on the floor, his thumb and index finger pressed his eyes to adjust his breathing, waiting for the ambulance and the guilty mother.

It's night, there's no wind, and a few leaves are still swaying. The lights of the evening self-study in the senior high school classroom were turned on, and everything was as usual, busy. The ambulance came to pick up Chengsin and his crying mother, and Fang Can and the others also walked out of the school gate with the ambulance. On the court, only Lao Yang was still sitting motionless, and on the cold floor, he lit the cigarette he never smoked at work and began to sob.

An hour later, all the participants in the 576 class of the evening self-study had arrived, except for the crime. Usually at this time, everyone will gossip a few words from time to time, but today it is extraordinarily quiet. Lao Yang suddenly walked in and stood on the podium, his eyes bloodshot.

"Both... Listen to me and then study..."

Lao Yang moistened his somewhat dumb throat, "The college entrance examination is coming, I hope that the first thing you will do is to protect your body, you must protect yourself, and you must walk into the college entrance examination room in good health." Okay, you guys go ahead. ”

"Wen Han, sit up for me, what are you doing on your stomach, hurry up and do your homework." Before leaving, Lao Yang reminded Wen Han, whose head was buried in his arm.

Tonight, there was no wind and it was quiet.