A white horse rises from our stands, its mane fluttering, its hooves galloping, its feet on auspicious clouds, wrapped in thunder, struggling to the finish line in the sky, with the deep blue night sky and twinkling stars overhead. The words "Dream as a Horse" and "White is our colour" travel between them like the wind, leaving behind each hoof print with past scores, from 2:0 in Lector Polytechnic to 4:2 in the victory over Kitagawa, as well as 7:2 in last year's finale and 3:1 in the last home game, the home score is readily available, which is a response to the opponent Tifo in the last game: this is also the home of the devil.

Before we knew it, we were one step away from the final without a defeat all season. Tifo, who carried the dream, appeared in the stadium, and our audience was also bursting with applause and cheers. Just as the coach and each of us had hoped, those gracious and familiar faces, our strongest backings, who came to the sidelines with the warm and hot wind of May. There is no need to hesitate or think, our only goal today is to paint the whole stadium in white.

"Well, is our Tifo very professional?" On the way back to the locker room after the warm-up, Yue Yin proudly showed off to us.

"It's amazing, it feels like a Europa League!" Ming Ming said, "But it costs a lot of money, right?" This time it's a big production, and the budget is burning. ”

When Yue Yin heard this, he waved his hand proudly: "I have submitted manuscripts to the morning newspaper several times before, and they have been hired, and there is still a manuscript fee, won't this solve the problem of funding?" ”

"But that's your money." Miller said.

"It's my money. I'm willing, what's wrong? The design and PS are all made by me and Xiaoye, there is not much labor cost, that money is just enough to make and print, there are a few pieces left, I bought two white peach ice cream, just one for one person. ”

"Xiaoye? Do you mean Ah Fang? Miller asked.

"That's Xiao Xiaoye. He didn't even wear a suit today, so I was disappointed! ”

In addition to the coach, it is estimated that only Yue Yin has the ability to turn Boss Ye into a "little leaf".

"Big brother!" I was about to turn into the locker room when Pu Yun caught up with me from behind.

"You didn't start today." He looked at me and said.

"Our coach has his own arrangement, and Senior Shuoshi is much better than me."

"Is that so? It's good. He lowered his head, pondered for a moment, shook his head to himself, said nothing more to us, and turned and walked away quickly. It was as if he wanted to say something to me, and finally swallowed it back.

Maybe I'll know the answer when the game is over, and it will be an hour and a half at most. Just thinking about it, two shouts suddenly erupted on the field at the same time, and the voice of life gushed out from the hearts of the starters in a circle, and it was difficult to compare who was louder with the slogan of "one win in China" and "defending the title outside the river", they echoed under the blue sky and white clouds for a long time, fluttering with the white and orange scattered on the field.

A loud whistle swept through the sky, and Mu Zheng and Xuexue kicked off in the center circle, the former did not dial the ball to his partner, but returned it to Kuang Hao, who was standing in front of the defender. After receiving the ball, the captain did not pass to the defender at the first time to slowly organize the attack, but launched a long pass towards the right side. At the same time, Tao Tao had already rushed forward to the position where the ball was about to fall, and Pu Yun did not dare to slack off, and clung to him as tightly as if hanging on him. In the high-speed running, some unprepared Pu Yun stumbled and fell near the sideline. Tao Tao, who got rid of the defense, successfully received a long pass from the captain, and raised his right foot to make a cross before Yin Rirong came to fill the position, at this time Xuexue had rushed into the penalty area and hid behind Liu Chi. The captain of the colonel obviously realized that the stab was in his back, and quickly shook his head to clear the ball. In a hurry, the defense of the outer colonel had not yet completed its position, and with the striker's sense of smell, Mu Zheng quietly appeared at the landing point of the ball. He didn't hesitate for a moment, didn't even wait for the ball to fall, and volleyed directly in the face of the flying ball, the ball seemed to shoot out of the turret of a heavy tank, and in an instant it slammed into the gate of the outer colonel, and the moment it hit the side net, it seemed that people could see the dust flying in the sky after the shell exploded, and the bursting cheers in the stands also rushed like a tsunami, engulfing the entire stadium in an instant.

"Jiang Yuan's first squadron scored, and the scorer No. 23 Mu Zheng! The score is 1:0! It's the first minute of the game! "Yue Yin's broadcast gave people goosebumps of excitement, until then only a minute had passed in the game? In just a few tens of seconds, we broke through the defending champions' goal. Mu Zheng rushed to the bench with open arms and let everyone pounce on him to celebrate, and I felt that all the previous victories were nothing more than a flash in the bucket compared to this exciting long-range goal. We roared and roared and choked our opponent's lifeblood in the first minute. When everyone dispersed and returned to their positions, several students from other schools stood in place as if they hadn't woken up from the nightmare, shaking their heads and standing in place, only Liu Chi clapped his hands heavily and shouted loudly.

Shi Zhenhua drove the ball and the game restarted. The opponents who were in the blitz were not yet fully awakened, and we were not conservative in the back five, with the two players on the flanks being quite active and actively involved in the midfield fight. Yin Rirong's scramble today was not as fierce as the first round, and he felt like a rat thrower. Yue Yin analyzed before the game, he has accumulated three yellow cards, and if he eats another one today, he will be suspended in the next game. His defense inevitably suffered. And Wu Wenda, who was responsible for organizing the attack, still did not get rid of the bad state of the last game, and was like sleepwalking under the defense of Xuexue, and made mistakes in several passes, completely becoming an offensive finisher. While we stabilized the line, we took advantage of the mistakes of the outside school to counterattack frequently, and through several frontcourt transmissions, Xuexue ran out of a wide field of vision on the left side of the outside school penalty area. But perhaps he missed a good chance at the end of the last game, and he lacked confidence in his footwork and didn't shoot at the first time, but wanted to continue dribbling close to the goal. Liu Chi took advantage of this opportunity to make up for the defense in time, and it was even more difficult for Xuexue to deduct him to complete the shot, and the hurried kick was easily confiscated by the goalkeeper, and he could only hug his head in frustration. It was a great chance to score, but he was too hesitant to take the penalty kick.

Although we couldn't extend the score, everything was still in our hands and in our hands. The other schools were slow to find a chance to score, Shi Zhenhua was unable to support himself in the front court, and Pu Yun failed to find his form after the opening fall, and he simply turned back to the schoolboy who did nothing at both ends of the offensive and defensive ends. Tao Tao and Mu Zheng took turns attacking his defensive zone, and although he tried desperately to defend, his whole body was obviously heavy, as if he had lost sleep all night, and he was lightheaded.

He wanted to win so much, Miller told me from the bench, but his body couldn't keep up with his brain. As he spoke, he took a few steps slower in the attack, and saw that he couldn't receive Yin Rirong's ball, but he was unwilling, so he threw his body out, trying to hook the ball that was about to roll out of the sideline back into the boundary with his toes. However, the leg was not long enough to touch the ball, and the man fell heavily to the ground. He didn't even have time to slow down, so he had to get up immediately and hurriedly retreat to his position to defend. A small piece of his face had been broken because of the opening fall, and the red wound was smeared over and over again by salty sweat in the dazzling sun, and it was really bitter to look at it from a distance.

There were only six or seven minutes left until the end of the first half, and it seemed that the whole situation was decided. Under our impact, the Colonel was like a tired bull, with three flower marks stuck in his body, and his breath was like a gossamer. All it takes is for someone to thrust their sword in again, and the defending champion will fall with a bang. The May sun shines high, and it warms the earth. I took out the glove and looked at it quietly, the lines of the marker pen still not faded, and they became more and more evident in the breeze, like a fantasy of mine.

The referee blew the whistle and on the left side of our back, they were awarded a set-piece, but on the wing, far from the box, Puyun couldn't shoot directly. Sure enough, he just came to the edge of the penalty area to grab the point, and at the same time wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and maybe even touched the salty pain of the wound. Wu Wenda drove the ball out, the quality was very bad, and it was pushed out by Yuan Yikong. The former barely got the ball again outside the penalty area, and Shi Zhenhua, who was the center forward, pulled to the side, received a pass from Wu Wenda, and crossed in the face of Xuexue. Xuexue interfered with the quality of his cross and the ball was intercepted by Tao Tao. But Yoon Il Young flashed out behind him coldly, grabbed the ball, and hurried to continue to cross. At this moment, under the dazzling sunlight, a tall shadow jumped up from it, like pulling onions on dry land, found the cannonball conveyed by Yin Rirong in the air, and simply completed a head hammer.

"Give me a little spirit! If you don't want to kick, fuck off! ”

Liu Chi, who equalized the score, yelled, without any celebration, directly fished the ball out of our net and kicked it into the midfield. With two or three minutes to go before the end of the first half, he was still buying time. His goal and roar instantly silenced the audience, and only the entire team of the Colonel followed him towards his own half.

The bull still has a breath left, and its horns are still sharp, so it must not be careless. However, the advantage is still with us after all, but we can't make mistakes again......

The colonel's long-pass attack is here again. However, this ball is obviously too strong, and there is no threat, so it doesn't matter if Senior Shuoshi picks it off, or lets it fly out of the bottom line. Shi Zhenhua is chasing with all his might, but the ball is about to hit the ground, and there is no possibility of catching it.

"Let it go! Let it go! The coach shouted from the sidelines, prompting the goalkeeper to release the ball directly from the baseline. After all, the path of the ball is not in the goal at all.

Senior Shuoshi, who attacked, did not stop his movements. The ball seemed to fall faster than expected, and instead of catching it with his hands, he was ready to reach out and kick it out of bounds. However, the worst happened without warning, his leg did not touch the ball, and the person had been thrown out due to inertia, and his thigh just collided head-on with Shi Zhenhua, who rushed into the penalty area. The referee's whistle sounded as soon as possible, in addition to Liu Chi's shout. Everyone ran to the scene of the incident, and the enforcers only glanced at it and motioned for the paramedics on the sidelines to enter.

Our nightmare is back, it's a repeat of last year's friendlies. The bull did not die, it erected its horns and found the soft belly of the matador. But what worries us even more at this time is the injuries of the two players. However, according to the rules, no matter how worried we are, we can only stop in the area outside the stadium and watch. It didn't take long for both to be pulled up. Shi Zhenhua was fine, just patted his waist. But the senior put his shoulder on the school doctor's body and was carried out of the bounds step by step. Yuan Yikong and He Mingming made a finger rotation gesture to the coach at the same time, which was a signal that the players could not insist on having to make substitutions.

"What a daze, go warm up!" The teacher, who was the assistant coach, pulled me to the side of the track. In the rush of stretching, I heard Liu Chi's shout asking the referee to show a red card, and there were some verbal altercations between the players on both sides, and the stands were even more noisy. However, I didn't have the heart to think about all this, and after finishing the warm-up, I put on those gloves and stood quietly on the sidelines.

"Ke Ke, Shi Zhenhua must hit your right hand. He will always be like this. Zhao Rui ran to my side and whispered in my ear. I nodded and ran into the arena at the referee's signal.

Mom and Dad witnessed this scene of death. I found them in the stands before, and my sister's family also came.

"Jiang Yuan's No. 1 squadron made a substitution, replacing No. 1 Zeng Shuoshi and replacing No. 33 Ke Peiwei. Thank you to our goalkeeper and hope he is safe. Yue Yin's voice was quite calm, as if he didn't want to put any pressure on me or the injured senior.

Again, I faced Shi Zhenhua, who was standing in front of the penalty spot. Everyone retreated outside the penalty area, and the stands grew agitated before the whistle blew, with boos and whistles incessant. Wara smiled slightly, as if encouraging me and challenging me. We seem to be back to the way we were, practicing countless times day in and day out. My mother told me, and Zhao Rui reminded me just now, even if they don't say it, I know where Ah Hua's penalty kick will go.

But people change. I've never stood in front of the goal as an opponent in such an important situation and played one-on-one with Ah Hua, like a bullfighter waving a red cloth in the Colosseum to meet the menacing bull. It's just that I'm not going to dodge the blood-stained horns, I'm going to catch it steadily.

The referee's whistle blew. Ah Hua started to run, and I didn't think twice about it and pounced in the direction I chose.

"Jiang Yuan's foreign school team scored, and the scorer No. 9 Shi Zhenhua scored on the field, and the score was 1:2." Yue Yin had to report the reality that he had to accept. Shi Zhenhua didn't celebrate after scoring the goal, nor did he look at me, but just turned to accept the congratulations of his teammates. They pulled me up and comforted me that the ball was coming in against the post, and the angle was so tricky that it would be difficult to save even if I guessed the right direction.

I licked my lips helplessly, must have frowned.

I pounced on my left.