This is probably the first time in my life that I have bullied the small. In fact, I knew that Luca was back yesterday, so I secretly discussed with Miller and Lao Ye about what it means to translate for this little guy. In Leben's absence, we blocked Luca in the corner of the dressing room. That look of bullying really has a bit of a "school bullying" flavor. Again, Lukka timidly raised his hand tucked into his sleeve to his face, panting nervously from his cocked nose, like a docile lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

It's so much fun to bully people. I believed that I had a soul, and we couldn't help but laugh out loud. I couldn't go on, so I rubbed Luca's hair and said it was a joke. "Captain! Bad apple! He snorted, jumped up from the corner, gently pushed me back, and rubbed his nose with a smile.

It's nice to be a bad boy, but it's a pity that my father will clean me up when he sees me doing any bad things since I was a child, so I was forced to be a good boy.

“My bad.” He blinked his green eyes, but his brow furrowed, and he sat back in his chair a little helplessly, as if riding a black bantam pony, "But you have to believe me, I finally came back, and I almost didn't come back." ”

In fact, we can basically guess the reason. China is too far away. After this accident, both their loved ones and Luca, who returned home, woke up from a long dream. I was too headstrong, and my parents indulged me. Luca said. I'm their little prince, and I have what I want. Italy, Germany, Switzerland, you can go as long as you want. My dad didn't have this kind of free life when he was a child, so he gave me everything he wanted to have but couldn't. As for the mother, as long as her son makes up her mind, she will not hesitate to support it. I've walked so far, listened to so many stories, followed the footsteps of the old people wandering around, but I forgot the harm that wandering itself did to my loved ones, even though they never mentioned it to me. I've never seen mom and dad cry in front of me, and parents must and always must be strong in front of their children. But this time was different. From the tears, I realized that they were scared—not only of losing my sister, but of me. I also remembered that the family had not been watching the newspaper and chatting for a long time on the small stove that was old and no longer lit; It's been a long time since I've heard my mom and dad say goodnight to me, kiss me on the forehead, and then shrink into the quilt, waiting for their footsteps on the wooden floor to get farther and farther away. I suddenly felt that I was going to stay, not to go anywhere, just to stay with my parents, my sister and my mother. I'm going to grow up and leave, that's what I was meant to do. If we have been separated for so long, why should we continue to wander now? There is a limit to the time you have to have loved ones, and this accident reminded me.

So, I thought, I'm going to stay in Vienna and at least finish secondary school. I'm not young, I'll be going to college in a few years. Our family has been wandering outside for a long, long time, and it's time for me to be quiet at home for a while.

"But why did you go back to China again?"

"My story here isn't over yet. I'm not a liar, and I'll do what I promised others. ”

Lukka always had such a serious demeanor, with that childishness and innocence. However, through those green eyes, I could feel deep and powerful emotions.

But nothing is permanent and constant, we all grow and age, and our emotions and mindsets can change – even if these things are far from good. The closest to us at the moment is undoubtedly the countdown to quitting the team. It started from the first day of joining, just so far away that we didn't feel it until the day Tao Tao told me he was leaving. Now it's our turn, not just the sophomores, but Luca. The story is not over, but there will always be a day when it will end, and procrastination is ineffective. When people gather, they will disperse, just as they will die if they are born. Luca, who left us to return home, and to China in order to leave us. Coming and going, walking and coming, like a constant circle, the logic and reasons in it are cut and sorted out and messy. Probably he didn't just come back because of promises, but because some moments with us made him feel at home here as well.

Luca, I understand you very well, and I myself have been walking around a lot, always trying to stop in peace. Miller said. Still, I envy you. You can stop if you want to, you can go if you want to, you really don't have to worry about it. As for me, I either walk or stop, and if I stop, I can't walk, maybe I can only stop once in my life, and I will always have to walk on the road.

Lukka grabbed Miller's palm and asked him to pull his body up from the stool. It's time to train.

Do people set out for the sake of returning, or do they return for the sake of leaving? I don't understand. All I know is that we have to defeat Kitagawa. It's a great way to get together for a little more – even if it's just for a while. In addition, there is also the opportunity to leave more elegantly, although it is inevitable.

It was around that time that I accidentally and vaguely thought about a possible situation: what is the point of winning the championship if we end up winning the championship and it becomes the end of everything, and we cease to exist after winning the trophy and never have the chance to be on the field again? What makes us nostalgic for the youth, passion, vitality and life that have been passed down from generation to generation on the green field, or those one or two shining medals? If you win the championship and lose everything else, where will the empty trophy be placed?

However, I could not have predicted that this unwarranted idea would turn black in a few years.

A week later, I was back at the stadium at Beichuan Middle School. Like last year, we saw Takatoku Uchida and Anton Yu, who were the first to warm up on the course, as we walked through the sycamore forest. They must be used to it, and they will be the first to arrive. "It's not terrible to be better than you, it's scary to be that people who are better than you are working harder than you", looking at it like this, maybe it's time to automatically think about the gap between my country's football and Japan and South Korea. But I didn't think of it because Andong Woo had black yarn wrapped around his arm, and this was the third time I've seen it on the court. We looked at each other, and finally didn't go up to ask. Maybe it's politeness, maybe it's not knowing how to speak.

Yue Yin told us the truth. She follows the official account of the school team of Beichuan Middle School, and not long ago there was a tweet to mourn the death of a player who played for Andong You's hometown team. How did he die? Naturally, there are follow-up questions. It should be suicide, it is said in the news and in the feed. Suicide? Why? It could be cyber violence. Yes? He made a big mistake some time ago, and he has been subjected to a lot of abuse since then. However, I can't tell, there may be other reasons. Eventually, his body was found in the parking lot.

I've seen the news of some players passing away before. I found it in a push that my sister forwarded to me, but it said that my brother's graduate school team won the school championship. At the end of the article, full of excitement, I saw a row of small print, saying that they had chosen the jersey of the Italian team Purple Lily for this year's team, and wanted to give today's victory to the captain of the Purple Lily, who died of cardiac arrest. Another time I watched the news and mentioned a helicopter crash in which both the pilot and the players lost their lives. But, but, for some reason, the suicide of this player seems to grieve me even more. Maybe it's because the accident is irresistible, and someone throws the little life that can be controlled in their hands into the wind. I almost sank into my chair and didn't want to get up. Why would you end your life like this? In my opinion, in any sport, those jumping and running on the stadium have a constant youth and sunshine, whether on the field or watching from the sidelines, the youthful vitality of sports can never be linked to death. Death is forgotten in sports. Maybe it's because when it leaves the stadium, it crawls inexorably all over people's bodies. I don't know, just like I don't know what happened to the deceased player. The overwhelming abuse and attacks, the almost crazy language, they do have the potential to kill people. I could only know that he was being attacked, but I couldn't feel how he felt when he was attacked. Now that life has died, someone has put a black veil on him, someone has seen it from afar, and knows about this person, and then there is no more.

You can't commit suicide, absolutely not. In the end, I could only think powerlessly about this thought that I had thought about so many times. Be gentle, both to others and to yourself. When life is gone, it can never come back.

It's another sad game, even if we're spectators and opponents. I don't want to say that the best way to do this moment is to try to beat each other, which is the greatest respect for everyone. I'm going to fight hard, not because of these clichés, but because that's the only way to do it.

"'Take what is above, and take what is in it; Take from it, get it from below; Take what is below, and you will get nothing'. I hope you understand the meaning of this sentence and completely forget about the 2:0 in the last game. If you think it's okay to concede a goal, then I dare say we're going to lose at least a 3-0, or more! "The coach's pre-match mobilization still brought my attention back to the game itself, "It's the same with thinking about the draw, the game has a full 60 minutes, and a minute of slackness can make the difference between victory and defeat. So, don't have the idea that the other party can't score our two goals! Our opponent is the defending champion, 'Never Underestimate the Heart of a Champion', and we will face the strongest Beichuan High School of the entire season! ”

It must also be the most victorious Beichuan Middle School. It seemed to be the same situation when we played against Keikin last year, for all sorts of reasons, and everyone thought they had a reason and a must to win.

Our final decision on the starting lineup was not conservative. He Mingming, Ye Ruiyang and Li Baichuan form a back three, on the left is the returning Luca, on the right is the cameo Xuexue, in the middle is Ah Hui, and the strikers and goalkeepers are naturally Yan Xi and me. The strangulation in midfield will be key in this game. Three days ago, Miller and I went to the hospital for one last medication change. The nails were almost all new and had climbed up to cover the tiny toes. But I wasn't very relieved, and he stepped on the tip of his shoe before training on Friday because he told him to rest on the sidelines – much lighter than before, and this small injury made him more cautious when using force. Now that I think about it, if I had persuaded him to retreat, maybe he would have been obedient. Luckily, the coach was on my side, and Miller was so anxious that she pulled off her socks in front of her to show off her recovery, but she still put him on the bench. Injury is not only the recovery of the body, as mentioned before, the scene of the injury is vivid, and the psychology must slowly return to the state of daring to fight.

But is that right? I was a little worried about Miller against Kitagawa, but it was his debut and he provided the game-winning assist on his first appearance. After a year and a half, why still don't I believe him?

Maybe Kitagawa is too strong? And today is a more brutal knockout than before?

Maybe I'm not doubting his state of mind at all. I'm worried about him, it's not about winning or losing and ability, it's just about the person's body. The simplest and most straightforward thing to worry about.

"Last year, Kitagawa lost 1:2 at home to Fifty-Four Middle School. When rushing to the away stadium, it is estimated that no one except themselves believes that Kitagawa can reverse the promotion. But they just did it, leading 2-0 in the first half, and did not panic when they recovered a goal in the second half, and used counterattacks to completely kill the game at the last moment. Yue Yin calmly added after the coach made the arrangements, "Beichuan is a strong team with experience and background, and will not casually raise his hand to surrender." We have to think about beating them so we have a chance to qualify. ”

Not bad at all. Last season, we took a 2-0 lead at home in the opening minutes, only to be levelled by them early in the second half, and Kim Min's roar is still fresh in my memory. If it weren't for the wonderful cooperation of Miller and the captain, it is still unknown who will kill the deer. In Jiangyuan, Beichuan is a well-deserved "giant", it seems that he has never missed the knockout rounds of all events, and many championship trophies have made them develop the habit of victory and tenacious will, so that each of their team members is convinced that their team is born to be a medal winner, the so-called "heritage" and "temperament" are probably so, not the pride when the wind is smooth, but the tenacity when the hardships are difficult.

The black gauze fluttered, accompanied by the Tifo in the Kitagawa stands, which was unprecedentedly vast and almost caught up with the production of professional fans. "The big husband is willing to fight to the death", this sentence is written vigorously under the word "broken white", and the picture depicts a golden armor general who angrily threw his helmet on the ground and commanded the whole army to fight, behind him is a forest of spears, iron halberds and strong bows and crossbows, and is shooting at the white horse running around on the bridge Ten thousand arrows in unison, so that the opponent loses his armor and abandons the armor, and the place is full of shields and banners full of bows and arrows. Kitagawa's Tifo is like an epic painting depicting the battlefield, quietly lighting up our fighting spirit in the blowing spring breeze. [1]

It's time to see their toughest side. We have only one slogan today: One China will win. To defeat an opponent with such a strong will, the only way to raise the will is to be even more tenacious than they are—not just for yourself, but for everyone in the collective.

At least, we did it in our pre-match shouts.

"Your sword is sharp, my sword is not disadvantaged!" [2]

It's game on!

In the previous matches against Kitagawa and Keichu, we sometimes felt choked by the throat, which came from the pressure that our opponents brought to us in pressing and attacking. Today's Kitagawa was even more terrifying than expected, and his uniform execution reached its peak at the beginning of the game. They are like a group of impermeable soldiers, holding huge round shields and advancing mercilessly with steady and solid steps, and like a pair of giant hands that press people under the water and cannot breathe. From the moment the whistle sounded, Beichuan's frantic siege unfolded at his feet. Uchida, who was already good at stealing in the front court, took the lead and rushed to our ball carrier with his huge body, and Andong Woo, who was not so physical, had no reservations and led his teammates to the front line of the white-knuckle battle. Even though we made arrangements before the game, we were still stunned by the opponents who were desperate to get started. The body is still a little weak, and if you are not ready for the war, you will die. The two-line formation of the three midfielders and three defenders was completely squeezed, and the six people were almost on the same line, and they were constantly pulled by Beichuan's attack, exhausted. In just the first ten minutes of the game, Beichuan completed seven shots on goal, although a few of them were high or off, and he looked a little impatient, but such a carpet bombardment still made our door loud.

After carrying the frenzied attack in the opening period, we seemed to slow down a little and wanted to organize a counter-attack, and there were two or three minutes to hit the ball into Kitagawa's half, but we couldn't even touch the penalty line. This kind of ball control, which is not even an offense, is also fleeting, and Beichuan just yawned like a lion, and randomly shook his spirits and stretched his minions to pounce on us. Limbo, who wore the captain's armband, completely inherited the style of the previous captain, Jin Min, and constantly commanded his teammates to press and intercept like a roar, and the muffled sound of shouting accompanied by vigorous kicking echoed on the field. "Take advantage of the corners!" "Force! Force! Force! "Not only the captain, but every teammate in Beichuan is constantly reminding his teammates that he is really like a well-ordered and well-trained warrior who crushes the opponent in all aspects, from body to language. Under the high-intensity pressing, our bodies were knocked away by stronger opponents, and our spirits were tense to the limit. As the coach and Yue Yin said before the game, you must have the determination to win the game instead of holding the current score to advance. We need to attack, to put pressure on the opposition by attacking, so that they can't be so reckless in pushing the back line past the midfield. But the truth is skinny, we can't even cross the midfield line, and we lose the ball with three passes and two passes. Last year, against Xizhong, the captain was able to ease the opponent's attacking rhythm by taking the ball himself, but now we can't even touch the ball.

After making my fifth save of the first half, I was walking on thin ice. It seemed that Kitagawa was getting closer and closer to breaking our goal, and their arrows pierced through the armor and were going deeper and deeper, threatening to penetrate our bodies at any moment. The suffocating atmosphere was constantly raised by their long-range shots, and even the spring sun scattered the salty and wet breath of the submerged seawater, which poured into every small hole in the body, and the body gradually swelled and weakened, and we were pushed to the dark bottom of the sea.

Finally conceded the goal. I was even a little relieved that I thought so. After seeing the huge pressure from his teammates, Yan Xi chose to return to the defense and build a defensive line with his teammates. However, our squashed formation was in a hurry, and the position was very unclear, and it was difficult for me to shout and command from behind. People are the most prone to make mistakes in panic, and at the last moment of the first half, Andong You made a wonderful curling cross on the side, rubbed over Ye Ruiyang's head, and Uchida Gaode, who ran to the ball road, bent down slightly, wanting to make a low-altitude bombardment. I hurriedly rushed forward two steps to clear the ball, but the ball was hit, but the person collided with Brother Chuan, who was filling in the position. When he struggled to get up, Xuexue, who had won the ball outside the penalty area, was about to clear the siege, but he hit Yan Xi's back by mistake in a hurry, and the ball fell back to the edge of the penalty line. Limpo was unbiased and stopped the ball with a volley. I made a side-saving save back in front of goal, but I was powerless to stop the high-speed shot that hit the post and into the net. Beichuan knocked on our city gate in the end, 0:1, and pulled back a city on the aggregate score. The stadium and the stands erupted in wolf howls or thunderous cheers, and the opponent who scored a goal saw more hope, and in this way he unrelentingly predicted that the next offensive would be more than just now, and a more terrifying and crazy Beichuan was still waiting for us after time.

There had never been such a feeling of imminent death, and the previous sense of urgency seemed nothing compared to today. The biggest crisis we could have finally struck, thanks to the devil's home field and the heart of the champion of Beichuan Middle School.

[1] The Tifo of Beichuan Middle School comes from an allusion to the Battle of Jieqiao in the late Han Dynasty, and the "broken white" is because the uniform of No. 1 Middle School is white, and the team emblem has elements of white horses and cavalry. The two sides of the battle were Yuan Shao and Gongsun Zhan. In Gongsun Zhan's army, there was a cavalry unit known for riding white horses, the "White Horse Righteous Servant", which was powerful for a while. In the Battle of Jieqiao, Yuan Shaoling led the general Lu Yi to lead 800 elite soldiers as the vanguard, and covered with a thousand strong crossbows, and he personally led tens of thousands of infantry behind. Seeing that Yuan Shao had few soldiers, Gongsun Chan ordered the cavalry to charge. Lu Yi commanded the infantry to use shields and bows and crossbows to calmly counterattack, and broke the "White Horse Righteous Servant" in one fell swoop.

Just when Yuan Shao was about to win, more than 2,000 cavalry scattered by Gongsun Zhan's army suddenly surrounded Yuan Shao's headquarters, and arrows rained down. Don't drive Tian Feng to pull Yuan Shao and ask him to retreat into a low wall, Yuan Shao slammed his helmet on the ground and said, "The eldest husband would rather rush forward and die and hide behind the wall, can he live!" He commanded the battle, killing and wounding many cavalry, but the enemy did not recognize Yuan Shao and gradually retreated. In "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", it was Zhao Yun who led the troops into Yuan Shao's array, and Yuan Shao also threw down his helmet, inspiring the soldiers to "be willing to fight to the death" and forced Zhao Yun to retreat.

[2] It is also an allusion to Yuan Shao. Ke Ke had mentioned before that he was familiar with the story of the Three Kingdoms, so he thought of this sentence in response to Kitagawa's Tifo. This sentence comes from the third chapter of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", after Dong Zhuo subdued Lu Bu, he wanted to abolish the young emperor and set up King Chen Liu. Yuan Shao, a lieutenant of the Chinese Military Academy, stepped forward and said: "I have not been on the throne for a few years, and I have not lost my morality; If you want to abolish your heirs, why not? Zhuo said angrily: "The world is in my business!" I'm doing it now, who dares to disobey! Do you look down on my sword? Yuan Shao also drew his sword and said: "Your sword is sharp, my sword is not disadvantaged!" "The two are facing each other at the feast.