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Chapter 54

Long Bisheng stood up, burning like a fire in his heart.

He seldom listened to songs, and what he heard since he was a child were the vigorous and exciting songs in the military camp. When he was in Xi'an, he fell in love with the majestic Xintianyou, which can penetrate to the deepest part of people's hearts.So I don't like those popular songs, and I don't like to listen to those groaning sounds. In his pure heart, only military songs are the songs that men should listen to, and only Xintianyou is the songs that ordinary people should listen to. Those popular songs will give goosebumps!
But the song he heard today, like those Xintianyou, immediately shocked his heart!

"What's the name of this song?" Long Bisheng said to himself again.

""I'm a Little Bird", a song by Taiwanese singer Zhao Chuan." A voice suddenly sounded behind him, startling Long Bisheng who was immersed in his own thoughts.

Long Bisheng turned his head with bristling hair on end, he was quite courageous, and instead of other children, in such an empty playground, a faint voice suddenly sounded behind him, it's no wonder he wasn't scared away.

The grass next to the playground was overgrown with grass, and Long Bisheng searched around before he found a little spark and a black shadow in the darkness. The man laughed, stomped the little spark under his feet, and stood up.

With the help of the faint moonlight in the sky, Long Bisheng barely recognized that it was his coach Ding Yu.

"Coach, you almost scared me to death." Long Bisheng said dissatisfiedly, "I thought it was a ghost when you said that suddenly!"

"Haha, I'm bored at night, so I came to the playground to smoke a cigarette." Ding Yu walked over with a smile: "I saw you coming a long time ago, so I didn't make a sound because I was afraid to scare you, but you didn't leave, and almost suffocated me... Besides, didn't you make your voice to answer your question? Why, haven't you heard this song?"

Long Bisheng shook his head, and Ding Yu suddenly laughed: "Indeed, you were probably born when this song became popular, and now few people like to listen to this kind of old song, but at that time when Zhao Chuan appeared in the pop music scene, it was really eye-catching. Taiwan at the end of the 80s was completely dominated by the entertainment industry, whether it was acting or singing, Zhao Chuan was really a miracle. He was so ugly that he didn't look like a star at all. Yes, the name of his first album is "I'm Ugly, But I'm Gentle"."

Long Bisheng didn't care about being ugly or gentle, and immediately asked: "Then this song..."

"That's his third album, "I'm a Little Bird", and it's also his last nationally famous album. It sang the confusion and contradiction between modern people's life and ideals." Speaking of this, Ding Yu glanced at him: "Generally, people who listen to this song and can hear God have such a little thing on their minds. Why, do you have something on your mind?"

"..." Long Bisheng didn't speak.

"You have something on your mind!" Ding Yu pointed at him and said with a smile: "Look at your brows, they are wrinkled like iron bumps. I said you are so young, where do you have so many worries? You are full of melancholy like a Lin Daiyu all day long-is there a Lin Daiyu who looks like you?"

Ding Yu thought he had said such a funny joke, but Long Bisheng raised his head blankly: "Who is Lin Daiyu?"

"Damn." Ding Yu was choked again: "In the future, if I talk to you and beat around the bush, I will be my grandson!"

"..." Long Bisheng didn't speak again.

Ding Yu calmed down for a moment, then said, "I know what you're thinking."

"..." Long Bisheng raised his head, but still didn't speak.

Ding Yu felt a little terrified by Long Bisheng's eyes, and sighed: "In the past few months, there has been a rumor in the school...that after the end of this semester, you, Long Bisheng, will definitely be eliminated."

Long Bisheng twitched, but remained silent.

"I probably know what's on your mind." Ding Yu laughed, and then patted the dirt on his body: "I can't reveal anything to you, but I want to ask you a question-are you so unconfident in yourself?"

He thought that he would be able to arouse Long Bisheng's fighting spirit after he said this. In fact, he also noticed that Long Bisheng was absent-minded in training these two days, and planned to come to chat with him today, but before he even arrived at the dormitory, he saw Long Bisheng walking on the playground alone, so he followed behind quietly, intending to calm down this troubled child.

Who knew that after saying this, Long Bisheng lost his composure and yelled: "What's the use of my confidence? Who can give me this confidence? You are all asking me to persevere, but who has thought about how hard it is for me to persevere? How difficult is it? Yes, I can persevere, I can endure hardships, and I am not afraid of being tired-I grew up in a military camp. What’s the use? Even if I’m not eliminated this year, what about next year? I’ve worked so hard, but I still can’t keep up with the progress of other students, so what’s the point of my persistence? What else can I do if I’m eliminated after I’m 15? What high school can accept me? Then I might as well be eliminated now, at least I can go to a full junior high school, and I can be a soldier in the future!”

Ding Yu looked at Long Bisheng in a daze. He had never seen Long Bisheng lose his temper. Seeing that originally gentle and simple face suddenly full of ferocity, he seemed to feel how much distress was hidden in the heart of this usually gentle child.

He took out a cigarette, stuffed it into his mouth and lit it, and stroked his thoughts again.

He knew that he should do something now, to let this child whom he didn't pay attention at first, but gradually began to pay attention to, understand that things were not what he imagined.

In fact, as Dai Guangming guessed, Ding Yu, the head coach of the reserve team and the assistant coach of the first team, came for them. However, Ding Yu was not for a certain person, but for everyone in the [-] dormitory.

Yunjiatianyu's scouting system has been scoring all the young players. Among the students of Long Bisheng's age group, many outstanding players have emerged. They are all valued by the club and are ready to focus on training players. The other six people in the [-] dormitory except Long Bisheng are all young players that the club values ​​very much. These six people have from goalkeeper to midfielder, but there is no striker. The effect is really good, at least this dormitory can be regarded as a strong team in Yunjia Tianyu Football School even if it is pulled out to play half a game.

Wu Bufan, Li Jie, Hu Gandang, Zhou Zhou, Zhang Yi, and Dai Guangming all have strengths that surpass those of their peers. At the same time, they have also shown in training that they have great potential that has not been tapped. As long as the six of them insist on continuing to train according to the coach's arrangements, they are very likely to appear in professional football without any serious injuries. It can even be said that they have great prospects. This is why Ding Yu will also be in charge of training in this class. Let the overflowing children make their football journey faster, better and smoother.

But Long Bisheng’s position in this dormitory is very embarrassing. On the one hand, he is an indispensable part of the competition in this dormitory. On the other hand, he is the one with the worst football level in the whole grade and even in the whole school. Now his existence can help the other six people improve faster, but in the future he may not be able to gain a foothold in the professional team. , as he himself said, so what if he persisted until he graduated from junior high school?If he is eliminated, he may not even be able to become a soldier in the future—you must know that even if he is a soldier now, he must have at least a high school diploma to stay after three years of compulsory military service—why let such a ten-year-old child sacrifice himself to help others?

For the school, it is self-evident whether one student is more important or six students are more important, let alone one student with less talent and six talented students-but from Ding Yu's point of view, he can't bear to sacrifice the future of one student for the future of six students, and he believes that his boss will not agree.

Is this kid really not talented?Ding Yu racked his brains thinking, he believed that this kid must have better flashlights than others, otherwise Wei Zhe would not have recommended him at that time, he knew the level of each of Yunjiatianyu's scouts, Wei Zhe was the best one under the chief scout Wang Sa, but judging from the training in the past year, Long Bisheng really didn't have much talent.

"Why did this happen?" Ding Yu thought in his heart. He hadn't thought about this issue. Although the gap with others was obvious, Long Bisheng's current level was actually not bad. At least he could catch up with the level of other forwards when they were eight or nine years old. Although he was almost 11 years old...

(End of this chapter)