Junior football dream

Chapter 76 Nocturne
The autumn wind outside the window was bitter, and the fallen leaves were thrown into the sky again and again by the strong wind.The color of the sky is gray and the air is cold.In such weather, people's footsteps are in a hurry, and their faces are also dignified.

On the streets of BJ, people seem to feel a little bleak and indifferent.The faces of the fans are sad, a little lonely, and a little regretful.In the Netherlands, their beloved side were blocked in the final by Brazil.This autumn is destined to be remembered by many people and makes people feel emotional.

"Sports Weekly": In the middle of the night, the small town of Tilburg in the Netherlands was dimly lit.A sad serenade floats on the street, as if lamenting a homeless wandering soul.This "city of hope" that used to sing and sing all night long in the past seems to have fallen into contemplation together with Chinese football at this moment.

Tilburg, a brown city with a fragrant bar and a population of only [-], is destined to become another sad post for Chinese football.Here, the Chinese team fell heroically in the World Youth Championship, and fell in front of Brazil's "enemy" in the semi-finals, and went through another cycle of fate.

Before leaving Tilburg, it may be worth reflecting on a question: From 20 to the present, why have we been unable to break through this vicious circle in the past [-] years?The answer is simple: spirit is by no means omnipotent, it needs a foundation of strength.A few days ago, the boys of the Chinese team set off a "Chinese storm" in Utrecht, sweeping the three teams of Turkey, Ukraine and Panama.Later, they defeated Germany and Nigeria, the two strong teams.When fighting against opponents of similar strength, the Chinese team's strong desire to win has indeed become the key to defeating the enemy.

But in front of the "Brazilian Giants", behind the still strong fighting spirit of the Chinese team, there is always something missing - the strength under their feet.The spiritual performance of this group of Chinese youths is beyond reproach.In the game against Brazil, they equalized twice, and even a few times they were only one step away from victory.

Under the strong defensive line of the Brazilian team, their gate was captured by the Chinese team twice.The Brazilian, known for his "samba dance" footwork, was once helpless in the face of the Chinese team's fierce fight.The will of the Chinese team is no weaker than that of the Brazilian team, but they still cannot reach the other side of victory because they do not have such strength.
There is no doubt that we need to actually strengthen our own strength, which is a real and indispensable thing compared with spiritual will.

We need to put more effort into the training of young talents.Whether it is the Jianlibao team studying in Brazil or the Chinese youth team going to Bad Kissingen for training, even if this kind of slanted sword and eccentric tricks succeed occasionally, it is impossible to rely on it for a long time.

Facts once again prove that if the overall level of Chinese football does not improve, even if a small group of children are trained in football kingdoms such as Brazil and Germany, even if their minds are armed with steely will, they still cannot overcome their innate shortcomings.Even if there is a world-class talented player like Zhou Xing, with his dream dancing footwork and excellent skills, but after all, he is only one person!
We can't expect Zhou Xing to be an iron man, and we can't expect him to help the Chinese team get all the honors.Even if Zhou Xing didn't end up injured in the end, even if he scored that free kick, eliminated Brazil and reached the final.Even so, can we say that Chinese football has really improved?

Does this mean that the Chinese team can stand among the world's top teams?That was a man's victory, just a genius's victory, not the Chinese team's victory.

Even if Zhou Xing is Aladdin's lamp in "The Arabian Nights", even if we polish him, we can get all the honors.But, but if we lose the magic lamp, when he is tired and injured, what do we have, is it just a slogan, just an empty slogan?
Lying in the sad station of Tilburg, stroking the pain on the body, there is no need for the boys of the China Youth Team to weep sadly for this defeat. After all, we also have very precious gains. We have gained a kind of spirit. This is the spirit of unity, hard work and never giving up that Chinese football lacks most.

With this kind of spirit, we must clean our homes carefully, sweep out all the match-fixing, black whistle, gambling and impetuous mentality of quick success, arrange a pure destination for this pure spirit, and don't let it be homeless.

Otherwise, this spirit will leave us sooner or later.We will continue to wander in the so-called cycle of fate.

With a bang, the gate closed, and Tilburg became a "fortress". What was ruthlessly blocked outside was the Chinese youth football team, which had been enjoying a good time for a while.
In a country rich in tulips, the Chinese youth team walked gracefully with charming music, and finally left with great regret, leaving behind a scent of fragrance and bursts of melancholy...

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"boom!"

The football hit the post hard again, bouncing off the baseline.

Zhou Xing did not see this scene, he could only fall powerlessly to the ground and lost consciousness.This game has exhausted all his energy and physical strength.

When he was carried out of the field on a stretcher, he didn't hear the cheers of the Brazilian fans, the joy and excitement from the heart.

Assuncao took the goal kick to their No. 6 Fabio Santos in midfield.Fabio Santos made a long pass and was assigned to the front of the Chinese team's penalty area.

At the front of the penalty area, Brazil's talented striker Buddy pushed from the back with his arch.The football passed the palm of the Chinese team goalkeeper Mi Zinc and flew into the Chinese team's goal.

"GOOOOOOOAL!"

At the last moment, the Brazilian team scored the winning golden goal, eliminated the biggest dark horse Chinese team in the Dutch World Youth Championship, and advanced to the final.

Zhou Xing didn't see all this, he just lay quietly under the stretcher, motionless.

Zhou Xing could not see the tears on the faces of the Chinese team members, nor could he see the sadness and despair on the faces of the Chinese team fans.

Zhou Xing was tired, he just lay on the stretcher, not moving.

In this country where tulips are open, it will be an unforgettable night for all Chinese fans and all Chinese team players.Tears, laughter, cheers, cries, joy, pain.

In this autumn, they have experienced too much, too much.

Finally, the protagonist of this drama finally fell, and this tragicomedy finally came to an end.In any case, this grand song and dance drama has come to an end.

"THE END!"

In another game, the Argentine team eliminated the Spanish team and advanced to the final.In the Netherlands, the Chinese team will compete with another frustrated team, Spain, for the third and fourth places.

Zhou Xing was sent to a local hospital in the Netherlands for examination and treatment after the game.The injury of this talented player also affected everyone's heart.

"The toe of the right foot is broken. I need to rest for about two weeks and cannot participate in the next game."

Zhou Xing is doomed to miss the last third and fourth finals.When feeling sorry for Zhou Xing, people are also very grateful that Zhou Xing's injury is not serious.In the days to come, people can still appreciate his wonderful extraordinary and beautiful shots.

"How about it, did I score that last goal?"

When Zhou Xing just woke up from the coma, this was the first sentence he asked.When he saw the disappointed eyes of his teammates next to him, he knew that the Chinese team failed to enter the final.

"I know, I missed the last goal. Alas, I felt a lot of pain in my right foot when I took the penalty. I guess there was some deviation. It's all my fault, otherwise we would have entered the final."

Having said this, he began to feel sorry for himself.

"No, you're right. You should blame us for our poor performance. Everyone has seen your performance. You can't blame you for this failure. You can only blame us for not being as good as others."

Hearing this, Yang Fan said hurriedly.

"Yeah, I can't blame you. If you are to blame, then where will we put our faces?" Meng Qingtao blushed and said excitedly.

"Well, okay, let's not talk about it. Next is the third or fourth place competition. It seems that I can't participate in this competition. When the time comes, it will all depend on you."

Patting Ji Weihao on the shoulder, Zhou Xing said with a smile, with a burst of bitterness that couldn't be concealed on his face.

"It's okay, you can go to see it with crutches. The doctor said that you can't walk these few days, and you can only walk with crutches." When Ji Weihao thought of Zhou Xing's crutches, he felt a little funny.

"Okay, if you don't behave well then, I'll throw a cane on your heads." Zhou Xing joked.

"I guess we are going to lose. Our physical fitness, or anything else, is not as good as Spain's." Hearing what Zhou Xing said, Deng Lei said worriedly.

"It's okay, I'll go to the scene to help you cheer, as long as you show up a little bit better." Zhou Xing said indifferently.

"Okay, it's settled." Everyone smiled and folded their palms together and said loudly.

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Before the final of the Dutch World Youth Championship started, the three or four competition between the Chinese team and the Spanish team started ahead of schedule.

The third- and fourth-place competitions have never attracted a lot of attention like the finals.As two underdog teams, the fighting spirit of the Chinese team and the Spanish team is not very high.

Chicken ribs, tasteless to eat, but a pity to throw away, this sentence can't be used to describe the competition for the third or fourth places.But even so, this game still attracted the attention of many Chinese and Spanish fans.

When Zhou Xing appeared in the stands leaning on crutches, he became the most dazzling star in this game.Even though he was not on the court, the media still focused more on him, the prodigy of the World Youth Championship.

With the whistle of the referee, the game to determine the third and fourth places officially started.

(End of this chapter)