It's not uncommon to change teachers in the second half of the semester, but when we got back to school, we learned that the biogeography teacher had changed. Everyone is not much surprised, after all, in less than four months, we will have the primary high school entrance examination. Biogeography is the subject of the examination, two test papers, each with 50 points, and the conversion ratio will be included in the total score of the high school entrance examination after the examination. The school and parents are naturally the enemy, and we children have to be full of awe for these two subjects. "The high school entrance examination has begun", "It's the third year of junior high school now", these are the words that the old class repeats the most. Without exception, adults want to take the review of the junior high school entrance examination as the starting line for the sprint high school entrance examination, and hope that we will enter the rhythm of the third year of junior high school from now on.

This is normal, I heard that the first middle school to grasp the small high school entrance examination is quite loose, at least the club activities are carried out as usual. In fact, there are only a handful of junior high schools in Jiangyuan that have club classes, and I also learned from my elementary school classmates that their school not only has no clubs and electives, but even physical education classes only have two sessions a week, and they are often occupied by the main teacher. We take things for granted that others have never heard of, and we knew it existed, but it seemed to be much more common than I thought.

I wonder if there are any of these courses at the branch? Different schools, families and students end up facing the same exam, but some people have sufficient conditions to ensure that they are calm and calm; Some people are always trembling, suffering from gains and losses, for fear that something will go wrong. This may not only be the difference in personality and mentality, whenever I think of this incident, the shadows of Jiang Xiaofei and Zhang Taotao appear in front of me inexplicably. Playing football is a life-changing game for Feifei, and for me it may just be an episode in my life. Exams are easier to change than playing football, but our family doesn't seem to need me to "change" anything, just study for the exam step by step.

Life doesn't seem to have changed much because of the primary and secondary school entrance examinations, except that there are more classes for local students every day. It is not unfamiliar with the addition of memorization links in early self-study and evening self-study, after all, Chinese and English were also treated in this way before. It may also be that we adapt easily, and even if the learning intensity is stronger, we are used to accepting rather than complaining. Obediently sit at the desk, do whatever the teacher says, and train yourself to the extent that you don't frown. Probably this is the "famous school" and the "good student", this kind of obedience has been cultivated since childhood. Even if there are a few people who are not very obedient, once they are rushed into a uniform group discussion with their heads bowed and gossiping, they have no way to "stand alone", and there is no way out without "correcting" themselves.

There are, of course, exceptions. Once, when I helped the teacher go to the office to get the papers, I passed by the door of Class 8, and I heard a loud voice, "Huang Minxue, if you don't study, let me out." Unexpected, reasonable.

He wasn't kicked out, and his good friend didn't come back. He spent the New Year in the ward, and posted a small video in the team's group to greet everyone. There was still a needle in his hand, and the dark red liquid he didn't know dripped down the hanging bottle little by little. He looked a lot better than before, he was smiling and talking to us the whole time, not so fluent, a bit like Luca, hard work and seriousness were distressing. I also met his mother and grandmother, sitting on the edge of the bed with a simple Chinese New Year's Eve dinner on the small table behind them. My sister and I watched the little video back and forth seven or eight times, more than a minute, as if we were looking for a hidden secret. It's only this year, and the two of us pulled the rice bowl clean when we ate at night, only to be gently knocked on the head by my father with the tail of chopsticks. Usually there is a little left every time, saying that you still haven't listened, and today it's time to leave and don't know what is left. Dad pushed me with a smile and told me that the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner could not be finished, "more than every year". My sister and I looked at each other and stuck out our tongues in embarrassment.

Mu Zheng did not take a leave of absence, and occasionally came to school a few times, and when he visited him in the ward, he could find that the bedside was full of biogeography textbooks and handouts. Are you still ready to take the exam with us? I didn't ask. But it must be difficult, and the notes we brought him are not enough. It was Yue Yin who thought of a way again, just like the previous live game, and used his mobile phone to broadcast the class to him. This was also agreed by every teacher, and now every time I pass by Class 6, I can see a tripod in the corner. Although the content in the textbooks has not changed much, human technology is advancing. If only he could go a little faster, so that he could be cured sooner.

However, after overcoming this disease, there is a chance that new problems will arise. I know that, but I just hope someone will figure it out quickly. As long as Mu Zheng can be cured, I will look forward to the Nobel Prize for the person who researched the cure.

Also not coming back was Luca. For some reason, he cut off contact with us when he returned home. Although he added WeChat, he only seemed to bubble on the day of the New Year, and he has not heard from him since. I deliberately looked for Leben once, and he couldn't tell. He didn't dare to ask, he must have wanted to know the answer more than we did, and I believe he would have told everyone he knew the first moment he knew. As a result, we were all stuck in a long wait. I'll wait for Leben to tell me the news, and Leben will wait for Luca's return. For about a thousand years, people who have been separated have been waiting silently for long letters or returns with this expectation and anxiety. It is difficult to cross the mountains, and it is a long way from Jiangyuan to the west of the motherland, not to mention that the distance between us almost crosses the entire Eurasian continent. It is no wonder that the separation of the ancients may be the farewell of this life. Now that we have airplanes, high-speed trains, and a network that covers every corner of life, the frustration and anxiety of losing contact do not seem to be alleviated.

It's only when we train that we really put aside the two disciplines that pervade every day, and even when we run and jump on the green field, we occasionally think of the photosynthesis that the thriving plants are doing at this moment – but the turf is artificial, and it is our conditioned reflex that is triggered by their permanent greenness. Time is moving forward, day and night looking forward to the return of our companions, but we can't stop there. The process of advancing to the quarterfinals this season is really thrilling, and it seems that after the last few rounds of desperate fighting, each of us has a lot stronger hearts. But the coach told us she didn't want to see us test everyone's heart anymore. The new semester is a new beginning, and we need to rebuild a line of defense. Defence is the foundation of the knockout rounds and the guarantee that we can go further. I can feel that the coach is older this year than in previous years. She is responsible for the geography class in the second and fourth classes of junior high school, and she also has to work hard to develop tactical strategies for the team without affecting the teaching. It's not good to think that way as a captain, but maybe it's true – it's our last chance. It's not just us who are in the second year, it's the whole team in the first middle school, and even the coach's last chance. We failed to recruit students last semester, and maybe it will be even worse next semester, there are fewer and fewer students who can play football and are willing to play football, and it may be even more difficult to qualify for the group next year. Weekend tuition takes up the vast majority of the time, and we have heard rumours that the Mayor's Cup will be significantly shortened or even put on hold, and it will be a luxury to have games to play in the future. There is not much football in China. The coach's hometown may be a little better, she is a native of Dalian, she grew up in that football city, and although she did not choose football as her career, she still did not abandon her childhood love when she came to this city along the Yangtze River. Among the sixteen teams in the Mayor's Cup, only one of the coaches of the middle school is not a physical education teacher, and she is not "professional", she completely picked up the whip by virtue of her own accumulation. Yes, junior high school coaches are not very remarkable, and it is unlikely that they will produce professional players, let alone international players or even world-class stars. But she has the same charisma as many of the world's top coaches, and it allows us disciples to fight for her willingly.

Maybe she made us let go of our baggage. Compared to last year, we don't have so many stars, we don't have the capital to underestimate every opponent, and there is no shortcut except for down-to-earth hard work. We can no longer rely on others, and now everyone has to be strong, strong enough to rely on themselves.

The test of whether this unity and strength is effective is the knockout round in early March. After a year, we met again with Kitagawa High School, and the opponent was the defending champion who lifted the trophy. Uchida Takatoku, Andong Woo, or the two of them, these are the two names we always mention when we return to training. This time it's no longer an encounter, it's a head-to-head confrontation with a real and knowing the roots, and there are no secrets between the two sides. We simulated the defense of the high school striker and the technical midfielder again and again, and at the same time, I believe that Kitagawa's classmates will also rack their brains about how to deal with Yan Xi, who has a balanced foot.

"Do you think we can win against Kitagawa?" After the club class, I asked Miller in the locker room.

"Captain! How can you ask such a question! Xuexue's ears were tipped, and when he heard it, he pretended to be dissatisfied and jumped up to me, regardless of dragging half of his socks, "Of course we have to win, can we still lose?" ”

"I'm sure I'll win." Millet winked at me and snapped her fingers.

"Are you so sure?" I tilted my head, revealing an expression of asking the advisor for a strategy.

"Not really!" Xuexue put his knees on my back.

"Of course, because I have to beat Pu Yun all over the ground in the final! Uncritically! See if he's convinced! Miller triumphantly reached out and grabbed my cheek.

"Not really! Our opponent is fifty-four! Ye Ruiyang, who was sitting on the side, walked over and slammed on the back of the chair.

We stumbled through the group and were about to play the defending champions, so we directly discussed the opponent in the final. But what about thinking about it? If we don't even have that ambition, we'll just quit.

"It's okay in fifty-four, but it's a pity that your brother is not on my side, otherwise he will be the one who will be blown up by me." Mile shook her shoulders in a trembling manner. He had never been like this before. But, for some reason, this little proud look really makes me like it.

"By the way, if we really play with Fifty-Four, wouldn't it be a duel between you brothers? This kind of thing is quite rare, or is it a final, you can't meet it a few times in your life, right? Ming Ming said on the side, "Won't you be very entangled?" ”

"It's just a normal game, there's no need to rise to any brother duel, don't be so middle two." Millet interjected. I understood why he said that, but I didn't say anything to him, just listened quietly, as if chewing and enjoying the short sentence.

"Not at all!" Ye Ruiyang was very excited when he heard it, "I'll be very happy, if I play the final with Ah Fang, won't our family book a gold medal and a silver medal in advance?" However, the gold medal is mine! ”

"Come on, it's good for you to guard your own one-third of an acre, don't be beaten and cried by your brother and lose the dead." Brother Chuan added mercilessly.

It's really embarrassing to be beaten and cried by my brother, but it's not bad if my brother can win a championship because of this. It's just that if the two of us do become rivals, I won't just give you the championship. Right? I've been used to following you since I was a child, and if I really have a chance to fight it out in a dignified way, I want to make you cry too. Who made you cry to me so much?

Alas. If you can come back, even if you don't win the championship in my lifetime, I'm willing. But...... I'm the captain of the team, and football isn't an individual sport.

So, I think, I'll show the attitude of Lao Ye after all.

"Captain, captain, if you play fifty-four in the final, Li Bin ......" Xuexue's whispering in my ear interrupted my thoughts.

"He's just an ordinary opponent, nothing special." I think the corners of my mouth went up and I smiled a very different way from my usual, "I don't care about him at all, I don't care at all." ”