Junior football dream

Chapter 37 The World of Fans

"Zhou Xing broke through history again. He scored the second goal of the Chinese in the Champions Cup. Now he is making history every step of the way." Listening to the excited voice of the CCTV commentator, Lao Zhang said Many years of fans are also excited tears.Now, there are too few games that can excite him.

It was already three o'clock in the middle of the night, and he was still too excited to fall asleep.Every time there is Zhou Xing's game, he can't bear to miss it. "Fortunately, nothing serious happened the next day. I dozed off at work, so it's fine if I don't get caught by the leader."

While thinking, while watching the wonderful pictures on TV, I silently shouted for Zhou Xing in my heart.The next room is the son's bedroom.If the sound is too loud, it will affect the rest of the son.For the son who is about to take the college entrance examination, the most fearful thing is the interruption of others.

It's just that Lao Zhang, who was immersed in the exciting game, didn't notice that the door of his son's bedroom was opening a tiny crack.With a space the size of a crack in the door, his son Xiao Zhang was watching the TV in the living room through the crack.

He was really itchy.Due to the influence of Lao Zhang, Xiao Zhang is also a true fan.In school, among his classmates, he can be regarded as a person who understands football.What kind of people are there in which team, what jersey numbers they wear, and what positions they play, these Xiao Zhang can memorize everything backwards and forwards.

In order to watch the game tonight, he specially made three cups of coffee to prevent himself from falling asleep.He usually doesn't get enough sleep, so he would rather sacrifice this precious sleep time just to watch a game with Zhou Xing.

"Watching a game with Zhou Xing is more enjoyable than my physics test." In every game with him, watching him is simply a kind of enjoyment, a spiritual pleasure.

"Good goal, good goal!" Seeing Zhou Xing scored the goal, Xiao Zhang couldn't help shouting from the crack of the door, which alarmed Lao Zhang too.

"You, you kid, why aren't you sleeping? What are you doing by the door?" Seeing his son leaning against the door, watching TV, Lao Zhang hurriedly asked.

"I, I'm going to the bathroom." Xiao Zhang hurriedly pretended to be in a hurry to urinate, and ran to the bathroom.

"This kid." Lao Zhang cursed, and continued to focus on the TV.After waiting for a few minutes, he found his son standing by the TV, refusing to leave.

"Why don't you leave?" Seeing that his son still didn't want to leave, Lao Zhang hurriedly urged.

"I want to watch this game, and I can't fall asleep even in bed." Xiao Zhang defended in a low voice.

"Then you won't be able to attend tomorrow's class."

"I promise, I promise it's just this one time. I won't go out to play this Sunday, and I will do the test paper at home. Just this one time, don't you mind, dad."

"Okay, just this time." Seeing his son like himself, Lao Zhang, who is obsessed with football, also softened his heart.Fans know that there are no words to describe what it feels like when you don't see the game you love.It felt like there were a few small hands scratching myself in my heart, and I couldn't be at peace for a moment.

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In dormitory number 301 of a certain university, a 12-inch small TV flickered faintly in this dark and small dormitory.There is a rule in the school to turn off the lights on time after 12 o'clock.It was already 3 o'clock in the middle of the night, and the brothers in the dormitory were not sleepy, and they were still watching TV.

It turned out that this is a fan dormitory.In the dormitory, live eight brothers.These eight people are all football lovers. When they are free, they go to the playground outside the school to kick a few kicks together.Obviously, all eight of them are fans.

As fans, they naturally hope to see exciting games.It's just that the school is too bad, and the lights are always turned off at 12 o'clock, which makes them extremely depressed.

Still, they figured out a way.The light in the toilet will not go out, and there is electricity 24 hours a day.In order to watch TV, they disregarded the school's regulations not to mess with the power supply, and secretly pulled a wire from the toilet.Eight people pooled their money to buy a small 12-inch TV, plugged it in and watched games from the five major leagues.

The current Zhou Xing seems to be like Yao Ming in the NBA. They will not let him down in every game.In the world of football fans, football comes first.

"Good shot, breakthrough. Alas, what a pity." Eight neat sighs came from the dormitory, and the sound even drifted to the next dormitory.

"Beautiful play!" After seeing Zhou Xing scoring his second goal in the Champions League, the eight people in the dormitory couldn't help but shouted.

"What's the noise? It makes people sleepy." There were a few scolding sounds and the sound of pounding the wall from the next bedroom to protest the noise in this bedroom.

It's just that how can they control their emotions when they are immersed in the game.Those who should be shouted will still be called, and those who should be shouted will be shouted.At this time, who can still care about what happened.

After a while, someone in the next bedroom finally couldn't help but knocked on the door of their bedroom.When I saw a ball game after entering, I forgot to remind them not to disturb others' rest.After finding a bed, the brother also sat down and watched TV without leaving.

After about ten minutes, the people in the dormitory next door were all sitting in this dormitory 301, and everyone was watching Zhou Xing's performance in La Liga with great interest.

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"Zhou Xing broke through to the front of the Rosenberg team's penalty area. With a beautiful turn, he dodged the Rosenberg team's defender who came up to press. But at this time, his back is facing the goal, and I'm afraid he can't shoot." On TV Among them, Huang Jianxiang, the commentator of CCTV, said passionately.

"Okay. Next, Zhou Xing will definitely choose to break through." In that dormitory, a voice said.

"I think it should be a pass. If you give the ball to the midfielder and control it, it will be better." Another person immediately answered.

"It's better to hit the goal directly. Anyway, Zhou Xing's long-range shot is very good. If he scores, it will be a world wave." Immediately, different opinions came out.

"I think it's better to turn off the TV." An old voice sounded from the door of the dormitory.

"Are you kidding me, turn off the TV!?" Everyone in the dormitory shouted together, turning their heads to look at the door.

"Ah, it's you, Uncle Xu, why am I alarmed that you are getting old?" Seeing Uncle Xu from the guard room come to their dormitory, everyone felt a little guilty.The clever Xiao Dong quickly moved a bench for him to sit on.

"Do you know? It is illegal to connect wires without permission. If the school finds out, you will be demerited." The guard said in a serious tone.

"This is not a game with Zhou Xing, we all want to watch it. Just this time, I won't dare to do it next time." Everyone hastily covered up, fearing that Uncle Xu would report the matter to the school.

"I'm also a football fan, and I also watch football. How about this, you don't connect wires privately at night. If you want to watch the game at night, come to me. I have a 17-inch color TV, which my daughter gave me to relieve boredom. Usually It's useless. But don't watch it every day, it will affect your school." Uncle Xu, the guard, said seriously.

"Okay, okay, Uncle Xu, sit down. Now is the opportunity for Real Madrid to attack, look quickly." Seeing that there was nothing serious, everyone turned their attention to the TV again.

A small 12-inch TV, still in black and white, carried too much of their joy and pain.Just for football, they cried and laughed.

When the glory is gone, when we look back on this period of time, will we smile and say: "It was so stupid at that time!" After all, that period of time is also worth remembering.In a lifetime, it is golden in our memory.

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Zhou Xing didn't think too much about it. At this time, he was caught in the double-team of two opposing players.With a light tap of his heel, his body flashed, and he turned around. He broke through the opponent's defense cleanly.

Seeing Raul waving to him at the front of the penalty area, Zhou Xing immediately made a pass and passed the ball.Raul stopped the ball lightly, shaking the defense of the defenders.

On the penalty area line, he took a powerful kick and the ball went straight to the upper right corner of Rosenberg's goal.At this time, their goalkeeper's reaction was still very good. They took a diving dive and hit the ball with both fists.The ball drew a high arc and flew out of the penalty area.It appeared that the danger of the attack had passed.

"Of course not." In the frontcourt, Zidane immediately ran towards the landing point of the football.Aiming at the position of the football, he kept the ball with his left foot and volleyed the football.

"Good shot." Everyone shouted, the Frenchman's shot was really beautiful.The ball was played very tricky and went straight to the dead corner of the goal.

"Bang!" It's a pity that the ball has not been able to go in, it hit the junction of the goal post and the crossbar, and bounced back.This shot.Still haven't been able to open the situation.

At this time, Robinho has already stepped in, controlled the football, and shot again.Unfortunately, this time it was the defender. The defender of the Rosenborg team flew to block the hole of the gun and blocked the ball.

"Oh." A loud sigh sounded from above the Bernabéu, and even Luxenberg held his head in frustration.Three consecutive shots and failed to score the ball, which is simply too bad.

When people were calling for heroes to appear, Zhou Xing appeared.The white NO.11 appeared in front of the football and shot a lob.The ball flew over the heads of the crowd, slid through a parabola in the air, and fell into the Rosenberg team's net.

"GOALLLLLLLL!" At the end of the first half, with Zhou Xing's brace, Real Madrid now leads Norway's Rosenborg team [-]-[-].

This goal made all the Bernabéu fans cheer.On the sidelines, Luxenberg excitedly hugged the substitute coach who rushed forward.

The performance of the Chinese teenagers is really amazing!He is terrifying like a scoring machine.

Zhou Xing was also very happy to hear such a huge cheer from the Bernabeu.After the goal, he also waved to thank all the fans who supported him and bowed to them.

It's just that he doesn't know, in far away China.At two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, there was also a group of fans silently cheering for him.It's just that they can only be through the TV.

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This goal washed away the sleepiness of Lao Zhang and his son, and also refreshed the group of college students who were staying up late watching the game.For them, Zhou Xing's goal is enough to wash away all their fatigue and unhappiness.

In the far east, there is such a group of people who are obsessed with football.In that ancient country, there are countless people who love football.As long as they have them, the flame of football will not go out.

As long as there are them, I believe Chinese football will not be hopeless.After all, there are countless people in that country who love football deeply and are willing to dedicate everything to football.

(End of this chapter)