football light

Coming out of Liu Piaopiao's restaurant, Lu Xiao walked on the dimly lit street.

The letter in his pocket was pinched and crumpled, and it was still not handed over to Liu Piaopiao.

I really can't get it out.Lu Xiao sighed.

In the past six years, he never slacked off for a single day, practiced like crazy, and almost single-handedly led the school team to win a city-level high school league championship.

However, the highest honor that was considered back then was left far behind by others within a day.

Not to mention Li Chengdong's national champion, their starting line was already higher than him.What is Zhang Jiji?The defeated player of the year actually has a champion, and it's still in the adult group!

Climbing hard, finally stood on the peak that seemed impossible to climb back then.Unexpectedly, the top was empty, and those opponents were already standing on a higher peak in the distance.

Lu Xiao was not reconciled.He wants to play against the oil factory, the champion of the new city-level amateur league, just to prove that he can also win those honors!

Moreover, Lu Xiao looked at the letter in his hand, and he also wanted to find a suitable opportunity to hand over his heart.

"Are you scared to cry?"

When Lu Xiao was deeply moved, Tang Song pushed his bicycle and followed him, just in time to see him worrying about a ball of crumpled white paper, thinking that he was pretending to be strong in the restaurant, but he was so scared that he wept when he came out.

"You're just crying!" Lu Xiao scolded with a smile.

"That's good." Tang Song nodded gratifiedly, "Playing football requires courage. You are not afraid of me so I can let you play."

"I need your approval to play?" Lu Xiao scolded again. In the past six years, except for the appearance of Tang and Song Dynasties, it seems that other aspects have not changed.Then, realizing something, Lu Xiao frowned: "What do you mean? Next game against the oil factory, you also have to..."

"I knew you would play tricks." Tang Song's face was as expected, "Whether you promised them in front of them is the fourth factory or those people back then. If you don't have me, you are lying."

Lu Xiao suddenly realized that this kid was pestering him just because he wanted to play.But Lu Xiao is no longer the Lu Xiao of the past, and he will no longer use the method of juggling the ball to select starting players.Moreover, the players from the fourth factory are not those players from back then. Most of them have become the core of their respective school teams, so Lu Xiao has the confidence to challenge No. [-] of the oil factory.

As for Tang Song, his body was indeed a lot tougher than before, but he was still not good enough in front of the oil factory team.

"Don't worry, I won't think you're holding back." Tang Song saw Lu Xiao's hesitation, and said again.

Is he hesitating about this!Lu Xiao couldn't laugh or cry.However, he felt that Tang and Song's words were also reasonable. If he thought Tang and Song were holding back, wouldn't he just admit in disguise that the players from Factory [-] were really bad?
"Okay, as long as other people don't object, I'll let you play."

Lu Xiao felt that even ten of them could win the game.It's just that he didn't understand why Tang Song insisted on representing the fourth factory to compare with the oil factory.Moreover, didn't he consider himself a wild dog back then?Today, someone called the fourth factory a wild bastard, how could he be angry?
Tang Song was still the same as before, without giving Lu Xiao a chance to ask for clarification, he disappeared on a bicycle, and when he reached the corner, he turned around and laughed at him triumphantly.

Too much!Lu Xiao almost wanted to pick up a rock and throw it over. Does a broken bicycle need to show off twice in front of him!
On the next Saturday, Lu Xiao went straight to Anji's house.

"Go and call out those people from back then, the fourth factory has a ball to play."

Angie was still that fat tiger, and tears filled his eyes on the bed at that time: "Really, Brother Xiao, is it finally my turn to play? It's been six years, it's been six years, I thought you had completely forgotten me!"

"How could it be? Even a pair of underwear and a piece of toilet paper have their uses."

"This metaphor is really good. I'm ready, and I'm going to call someone!" Six years later, Angie is no longer the impulsive boy he used to be. This time he still knows how to approve a coat before running out.

However, the speed was equally fast. By the time Lu Xiao went downstairs, the players from that year had already gathered, wearing different uniforms.

"The opponent is still the oil factory, the team that won the city's amateur league championship." Looking at each face, Lu Xiao was a little moved.There are many people here who lost to him in the inter-school league, but they are all here now because they represent the fourth factory. "Let's go practice first."

Going away as soon as you say it is completely different from the bluffing back then.The summer six years ago changed their destiny, and today, six years later, they are aiming for the same goal.They have matured and are not afraid of any opponent.

For six years, the fourth factory remained silent as before.In the past few years, the factory has stopped and stopped, and it has never been able to reproduce the glory of the year.There were a few smears of red paint on the wooden sign that said "Linyuan No. [-] Machinery Factory", like shocking blood.

"Stop!" It wasn't Lao Zhang who came out of the reception room, but a few vicious big men, "No one can enter the fourth factory unless the payment owed is paid off!"

Lu Xiao didn't even look at it, and led a group of people past them without fear.

"Hey! It's fine with the kids, you guys dare to be arrogant? Think we don't exist!" A big man rolled up his sleeves and wanted to make a move, but was stopped by the people next to him.

"We're here to ask for bills, not to make trouble. It's enough to keep their workers from starting work."

The big man put down his sleeves angrily.Of course he knew this truth, but the kids from Factory [-] were too courageous.The twelve or thirteen-year-old child ignored him, it can be said that he was innocent.These seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys don't take him seriously, how can he live with face?Do you really think he can't hold a knife anymore?
"It's not that you can't hold the knife, it's that they are drifting away. Let them float away." The person next to him persuaded again, which made the big man give up the idea of ​​looking for trouble.

Strange to say, Anji went to call someone, but of course he didn't call Tang Song.When they entered the factory, they saw that Tang and Song had arrived again!
In fact, along the way, everyone was discussing whether or not Tang and Song should play.After so many years, many good players have emerged among these people, and even Angie has become the main guard of the school team.Many of them thought they could do what the Tang and Song Dynasties could do.

However, after seeing Tang and Song, this group of arrogant people calmed down instantly.

The concrete floor lacks maintenance, and weeds grow wildly in the cracked gaps.And on the growing weeds, a teenager is holding a book in one hand and writing and drawing on it with the other hand, looking very serious, just like an oil painting.

At the same time, the boy's feet kept moving in the air, and what flew up and down on his instep turned out to be an empty soda can!

The players in the fourth factory have no problem juggling the ball, but they have never juggled soda cans.But they know that an empty soda can is light and fluffy, and it is much more difficult to bounce than a football.

While shaking the cans, Tang Song was still reading, oh no, to be precise, he was doing homework!Seeing his frowning pensive look, it's not just a pretense!They couldn't even imagine how difficult it was!
"I'm in a hurry, I have a lot of homework this week." Tang Song said lightly.

If he can be calm, others cannot be calm.Because when Tang and Song were talking, they were still juggling the ball and doing their homework!
Use three things in one mind!
They understood that this guy is not a monster, but a full-fledged monster!Why didn't Taishang Laojun come and take him in?

"It's done." Angie turned around immediately, and said to the players behind him, "This time he won't take my place!"

When it came to training, Tang Song surprised people again.This guy's understanding of football is not like that of a twelve or thirteen-year-old child!

"Don't look at me." Tang Song said nonchalantly, "I also played football in school."

Over the years, although Tang Mingyu no longer broke his leg when he played football, Tang Song still failed to get enough money from his family to buy football equipment.

Therefore, he cherishes the opportunity to play football in school.Others play football mainly for fun, but only Tang and Song regard football as a drop of water in the desert. Every training, every game, and even every opportunity, Tang and Song cherish very much.

During the entire training process, Tang Song hardly made a pass error, nor did he pass a meaningless pass.A seemingly innocuous cross pass will become a reasonable wide-range transfer after the teammate gets the ball.A kick seems to be through a big through, and it will penetrate the opponent's defense in a blink of an eye.

Sure enough, in the end Lu Xiao was a little skeptical. Is it true that they dragged Tang Song down on the court as Tang Song said?
"Tang Song, I have completely convinced you."

After training, Lu Xiao's confidence in winning the game became much greater. He took out a piece of clothing and threw it to Tang Song: "Tomorrow we will all wear football uniforms. You are the starter, so you have to wear them too."

Tang Song unfolded his jersey and took a look. The yellow jersey was printed with NO.11, which was exactly the one that Lu Xiao wore back then.Being able to hand over this jersey to Tang Song shows that Lu Xiao really recognized Tang Song's status in the team.

But Tang Song immediately threw the jersey back.

"If you want to scold me, just say so."

Lu Xiao was a little dazed. How could he be a curse if he was well-intentioned?Under Anji's reminder, Lu Xiao turned to the back of the jersey to look at it, and immediately understood.

In the past six years, this jersey has been washed countless times.Only the last few letters of Romario's Portuguese, which was printed back then, are left - RIO.The letters are formal letters. From the perspective of Tang and Song Dynasties who only learned pinyin but not English, it is not so serious to read them together.

"What's wrong with me just scolding you!" Lu Xiao became furious, and amidst the laughter of the team members, he forcibly put the jersey on Tang Song.

The laughter spread far away.Those big men smoking in the reception room had no idea what these young players were laughing at.The factory is about to collapse, how can they still be happy?

But they also have to admit that the laughter of this group of players reminded them of some good things.For example, those youths that will never come back.

So much so that when Lu Xiao and the others left, the big men even wished them a smooth match tomorrow.

The sun is setting, the day is coming to an end, and everything looks so good that it is hard to forget that there is a long night ahead.

But in the end, a new day always comes, doesn't it?