I finally empathized with Ye Ruiyang. In the past, he always said that once the team he supported lost, he would be unhappy for several days, and he didn't want to watch any sports news, as long as CCTV5 was on the TV, he would immediately change the channel, and sometimes even uninstall all the sports apps in his mobile phone, for fear of seeing the news and comments of the team's loss. That's how I am now. This time I lost really badly, and on Wednesday I was still a little lacking in motivation, I didn't want to go to physical education class, and I even wanted to sneak away when I went to the playground to do exercises. Usually my roommates would occasionally ask me about the ball game with Millet, but these days I always declare that I want to go to bed as soon as I go to bed, and I don't give them a chance to talk about this topic.

Fortunately, we have more and more homework, and it is a little more relaxed to stuff ourselves into our homework, at least we will not always think of the "cloud-piercing arrow".

I started running again. But where can they escape? It's not a lonely person anymore, and there are responsibilities to bear. On Wednesday afternoon, the coach came to the class to find me. This year marks the 110th anniversary of the school, and this Friday, the school will spend the afternoon holding a club tour open to the public to warm up for the celebration to be held the day before the National Day. Each club will have a booth on the playground, so at least come up with a game or interactive project. Naturally, she handed over the task to the captain, and of course I had to agree. But I don't think about this kind of thing anymore, plus this year's recruitment is so bleak, there are only a handful of students in the school who like football, what attractive activities can be made?

was at a loss, so he had to pull Mi Le and Ye Ruiyang to Boss Yue for help. It was really a wise move to give her the position of president, she patted her chest and said that it was all on her, and this reliable look was simply our "timely rain". After complimenting her sincerely, I patted my chest and said that we would use it wherever it worked. I used to be lazy and felt that it was too tiring to do physical work. Now that I think about it, it is really easy to carry things and carry shelves, but when I want to use my brain, I am at a loss.

On Friday, our impression of Yue Yin switched to "Zhiduoxing". She didn't let us move anything more, just a table, two stools, a mini-goal for training, and nothing more than her school bag. We set up tables and chairs in the club's activity area, and she instructed Miller to place the goal on the turf of the playground, and asked me to put a sticker on the ground seven or eight meters away from the goal.

She sat down in her chair and watched us finish our work, then pulled out a delivery box from her bag. When we saw the contents of the box, we couldn't help but let out a "wow". It was a blue-and-white bookmark, and at the top of it was our beautifully designed emblem, a chaser running on horseback on the city wall. In the middle is "Cazador" in floral script and "Chasers" in block letters, fresh and elegant colors, and at the bottom is our jersey, each bookmark has a different jersey number, including all the numbers and prints of our 18 players. And the back of the bookmark surprised us, with a pattern corresponding to each of us in the middle. Mine is a castle in chess, Ye Ruiyang is a peach-colored ice cream cone, Xuexue, Mu Zheng and Xu Mu are guitars, bass and drums respectively, and the sunglasses that Xu Mu often wears are specially added to the top of the drums. Brother Chuan's is an oracle bone inscription, and Miller guessed that it was written "Li" based on the pattern. is obviously a red lantern, Yan Xi is the fox in "The Little Prince", and Zhao Rui is an orchid in a Chinese painting. The only thing that puzzled me a little was Miller, whose motif was black tiles and white walls, small bridges and flowing water. Fortunately, Ye Ruiyang asked me a question for me who wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, and Yue Yin told us that she and Mi Le's hometown were in the same place, and the small bridge and flowing water were the scenery of their hometown.

The juniors didn't fall behind, and although they didn't spend much time together, she still figured out a lot of things. Xiao Qi is a majestic lion, Ah Hui is a strong city gate, and Luca is naturally a jumping kangaroo. She didn't forget to make one for herself, the jersey number is 0, there is no printing, and the pattern behind it is exactly what we expected - it is her big dog Evan. What touched us even more was that she also made a bookmark for Tao Tao on the 24th, with a twinkling star on the back. Nos. 0 and No. 24 are "limited editions" with one and only one copy.

Yue Yin took out the bookmarks marked No. 3, 5, and 23 and gave them to us, saying that they were rewarded for our coolies, and gave me the bookmark No. 24, asking me to remember to give it to Taotao after the competition with the branch school. Then, she told us that there are two activities of the football club today. One is shooting, each student who comes to the booth to play has three chances, as long as you can kick the ball on the sticker into the small goal twice, you can pick up a bookmark at will. The second is to answer questions, she has prepared a bunch of small questions about football, all of which are popular, such as how many yards the penalty is from the goal, how long is an official football match, which country Messi and Ronaldo are players, and what is the name of the only Chinese Super League team in our province - there was still this team at that time. Everyone draws casually, and if you answer correctly, you can take away a bookmark.

I have to say that Boss Yue is really amazing, he didn't spend much money to make a unique "peripheral" for everyone, and also used this event to promote the school team and football. We happily surrendered and asked her to continue to sit on the stool, and Ye Ruiyang specially made her a cup of tea, so that she could watch us entertain the students who came one after another while drinking.

"When we recruit new people, it's really a lot, and everyone loves to ignore it." Sitting in the chair, she was full of ambition, "I have to get the field back today." "Sure enough, our grandstand had a lot of guests this time. The team's partners were also in place one after another, Yue Yin divided half of the bookmarks and let them take charge of the "shooting area", while the three of us stayed in the "answer area" with the boss. In fact, it was the two of them who worked, and the booth could only accommodate two people, and one more would be a bit crowded. Also, I really don't know how to greet guests, especially not only my classmates, but also teachers, parents, and other school people. When I talk to strangers in a serious way, I always feel a little afraid to look them in the eye. After Mi Le and Ye Ruiyang were busy, I was embarrassed, but I couldn't intervene. I finally squeezed out half a sentence, but the students who came to the booth to play didn't hear it, and I talked to them as I went, and nothing could hit my confidence more than this situation. Frustrated, I couldn't stand or sit, and I was a little lost.

Yue Yin seemed to notice my abnormality, took the initiative to stand up, handed me a bookmark, and invited me to go to the booth of the Literary Society and give it to my sister. It didn't come in handy, and I was even more saddened. She smiled again and said that the football club is full of manpower, and the literature club may still be short of people, so she asked me to help my sister.

I was ashamed to go, and before leaving, I asked for an extra bookmark No. 23, because I thought I might meet Meimei. In fact, there were not many people at the booth of the Literary Society, and several students took turns to sit in class, which happened to be busy. My sister was resting, so I bookmarked it for her. I didn't see Mei Mei, so I asked my sister about it.

"This seems like the third time you've asked me if I have this person." She frowned, "But why don't you tell me what their name is?" You don't even know your name, you can't tell what you look like, how can I find it for you? ”

"There are so many people in the literary club, looking for them one by one, you must be able to find them." I looked at her aggrieved. Although I really don't know what Meimei's name is, of course I remember very well what she looks like, but I can't describe it for some reason. Actually, I've never been very good at describing girls' appearances, and sometimes I always feel that it's a bit rude to say or write about them. I'm a boy.

"Do you like her?" My sister suddenly laughed, and her hand habitually pinched my face, "Oh my God, my Wei Wei has a crush on a girl!" ”

"No, no, no!" I hurriedly broke free, as if to explain to the head of the grade who caught me, "How can I have a girl I like?" ”

To tell you the truth, I didn't even think about falling in love, and I didn't expect anyone to like me.

"Oh?" She smiled wryly and poked my cheek with her finger, "Wei Wei doesn't have a girl he likes, does he like boys?" ”

"I-no-yes!" His voice was low, but it dragged on for a long time, as a way to show his solemn protest against her, "You know that you are bullying me." ”

I turned away from her.

"Don't do that. What's wrong with liking boys? Whatever you do, my sister will support ......" She leaned over reluctantly, and she had to inch in.

"I don't ...... at all"

"Captain?"

A rather familiar voice rang out just right. My sister and I saw Luca appear in front of the booth, and the two students from the Literature Club who were in charge of the booth also looked at him curiously.

"Are you Luca? Welcome.” His sister greeted him, and Lukka nodded politely.

"If he bullies you in the team, you come and tell your sister, and she will help you clean him up." My sister replaced two members, sat on the stool in front of the booth, and pulled me to sit down.

"Hmph, I don't know who likes to bully people the most." I muttered quietly, my legs being twisted.

"Captain, yes, it's good." Lukka said word for word, and his sister was amused by his serious expression.

"Luca, have you been to the football club's booth?" I asked.

"Not yet. Captain, I'm going to ......" Luca turned to leave, but his sister stopped him, and said that I would tear her down and bring the people from her club to go. I really just casually asked, who knew Luca was so obedient.

Luca stayed here for a while, and we played the games that my sisters had designed. It is also a lottery to answer questions, each sign is the classic beginning or end of the literary work, so that everyone can guess the author or the title of the book according to them, and guess the four questions correctly to get the journal of the literary club. I flipped through the questions for a long time, and only guessed three: "One Hundred Years of Solitude" (my sister told me about its beginning), "The Outsider" (the beginning of this novel is really hard to forget) and "Old Man Gao" (I read it seriously during the summer vacation). Lukka scratched his head and flipped through all the notes, almost exactly like we did during the English test. Seeing his embarrassed look, my sister said that it would be better for her to show up the question.

"Listen up, first question." She pulled out her excerpt from her bag, "It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife." (It is a universally accepted truth that rich bachelors always marry a wife.) ）

What is she talking about? I was dazed, and Luca's eyes widened, as if my sister was speaking an alien language.

"I, I don't make (know)." Luca panicked, and when he spoke Chinese, he connected the words together.

The first sentence of Pride and Prejudice. Jane Austen. My sister smiled and announced the answer. Jane Austen: I know, I haven't read a single book.

"Aren't you bullying? Girls only read this book, and of course boys don't know. I complained to Luca, and my sister twisted my leg even harder. She threatened to slap me if she talked nonsense, and said that I was arrogant and prejudiced, and that I didn't understand Jane Austen or girls.

Now that I think about it, that statement was indeed biased. But I said it so naturally that I didn't have a bit of arrogance.

"Question 2. It was the best of times， it was the worst of times.”

This time I got it. "It's the best of times, it's the worst of times." It's a classic sentence, I just don't know which book it's in.

“A Tale of Two Cities! I haven't read it, but I know it! Luca's emerald eyes flashed, and he was about to jump for joy. His tongue is knotted when he is happy.

"That's right, Wei Wei remembered Oh, Dickens's novel, translated into Chinese is "A Tale of Two Cities." My sister knew that I couldn't answer, so she looked at me gloatingly, "Question three!" To be， or not to be， that is the question.” (To live or to perish, that's the question.) ）

“That’s easy. Hamlet. William Shakespeare.” Lukka smiled even more. It's a very simple question, and I know it's Shakespeare's Hamlet, and I even know that it's neither at the beginning nor at the end.

“He was still sleeping on his face and the boy was sitting by him watching him. The old man was dreaming about lions.”

It's a simple sentence, I can hear a rough idea. If you guessed correctly, it should be Hemingway's "The Old Man and the Sea"? I have the impression that the end is that the old man is dreaming of a lion. Lukka said Ernest Hemingway and The Old Man and the Sea, and her sister nodded approvingly.

Obviously, I guessed correctly, but I didn't say it.

The fifth question has not come out for a long time, and my sister has flipped the excerpt several times, and it seems that it is "poor donkey skills" (I didn't say this word, otherwise it might have been cleaned up). Lukka waited unhurriedly, and I fell into the well, and she finally got the question out, and stepped on my shoes by the way, I don't know who learned this little action from.

“How many roads must a man walk down， before they call him a man?”

I know this, it's a song, and I sang it to Mile a few months ago. I'm very satisfied, my sister was forced to the end of the mountain by me, and I can only make up the lyrics.

“Blowing in the wind. Bob Dylan!” Lukka said, making a few guitar moves. My sister smiled and handed him the journal. I snorted and said how could I use the lyrics as a topic, and I was hit twice with a "double click" on my shoes, and she was told that she was uneducated.

"You've read a lot of books." The sister praised Luca, who was excitedly flipping through the magazine.

"I read English very Shao (little). The main thing is still (German). Oh oh oh, Captain, there's something you wrote (poem)! It turns out that the captain is still a person (poet)! ”

Of course, I'm not a "person" anymore, and I'm not qualified to say I'm a poet, but I can't help but laugh. Luca is so serious whether he reads or talks, and his eyes blink and blink, which is so cute.

"By the way, Luca, what are some of the more famous writers in your country? Can you recommend a recommendation? The sister handed him the pen and the excerpt. Luca stuck out his tongue mischievously, blushing and writing a few crooked names in the margins: Franz Kafka, Stefan Zweig, Rainer Maria Rilke, and Peter Handke, none of whom I knew. [1]

"Huh? I heard Wayy say you're Australian, why are these guys? My sister was surprised.

"European (Australian) Asia? No. I’m from Austria.” Luca smiled at us cheerfully and explained word by word, "Österreich. ”

My sister looked at me with a suspicious look and said that she would report to my parents and ask them to enroll me in an English cram school. Luca is not surprised, saying that many foreigners will also say it wrong, Austria (Austria) and Australia (Australia) in English are indeed very similar, and they have become a classic joke.

When I return to the booth, I have to settle accounts with Ye Ruiyang. He was the one who heard it wrong, and it was me who carried the black pot. Miller said that the two of them chatted for a long time on the afternoon of the recruitment, and they didn't know what the hell they were talking about, and they didn't even know which country they were talking about.

When Luca went back later, he saw those bookmarks with kangaroos printed on them, and he couldn't be embarrassed to death.

After telling the truth, Luca told me not to worry about this misunderstanding, his father was not Austrian, and he often changed places to go to school, so he didn't spend much time in Vienna. I wonder if he was trying to comfort me. We chatted for a while and learned that Luca would be in China for a year. His aunt (don't expect to know if it's his aunt or aunt) settled in China, and the family has a lot of affection for China, and they are quite interested in Chinese history and culture, so they came here to study. My sister asked him why he didn't go to an international school, and he said that our school was closer to the daily life of Chinese students.

It's really young people, what is so close to our lives, every day is endless classes and homework. However, although he has not had much contact with Lukka in the past month, he does not seem to have complained about these things. Listening to Leben, who was in the same class as him, Luka was well-behaved in the class and sat quite upright in class. In fact, Luca is just like us, laughing happily when he is happy, and not saying a word when he is unhappy. I sometimes feel like he's kind of like me in some ways, just a little bit younger than me.

[1] The four writers were Franz Kafka, Stephan Zweig, Rene Maria Rilke, and Peter Handke.