our champion dream

Chapter 19 The Gates of Professional Football

"Xiaoming, look here, look around you! Pick the one you like the most."

The little boy looked around, walked towards the football subconsciously, picked it up, put it down again, imitating the athlete, and kicked the football to the young woman beside him.

"Xiaoming, what do you want to do in the future?"

"I want to be a big player, like Zidane."

"I thought too, if you want to be Zidane then I'm Henry."

A pair of teenagers wearing wet ball uniforms lay quietly on the empty playground looking at the starry sky at night, and a football lay quietly in the goal not far away.

"Xiaoming, what is your dream?"

"I want to be a professional football player!"

"Hahahaha!"

In the class, the teacher asked the students to come up with their own dreams, and saw a young boy appearing on the podium with a flushed face, and the other students below were smiling happily.

"After graduation, can we continue to play football?"

"Of course, we also have a college student league."

"What about after college?"

"I do not know either!"

Five teenagers in white pirated Real Madrid jerseys hugged each other shoulder to shoulder, with tears in their eyes, but smiled and took the last photo in front of the goal.

"Xiaoming, do you want to play professional football?"

"Think about it?"

"I think!" Li Xiaoming suddenly sat up from the bed and shouted.

"I'm dreaming!"

Li Xiaoming panted heavily, looked around his dark room, took out his cell phone to check the time, it was only a quarter past six.And Chen Bin on the next bed was not awakened by his yelling, and was still snoring loudly.

"Sleep, sleep, don't think too much."

Li Xiaoming lay down again, talking to himself.But he never fell asleep again, he tossed and turned, thinking about the thought that was always haunting him in his mind.

That was a dream, but also his real experience.Since childhood, I have had an indissoluble bond with football.

From my mother playing games when I was one or two years old, to going to the stadium and training with Chen Bin in elementary school and then lying on the lawn after training.

Then I went to junior high school. In the first class of school, the teacher asked all the students to introduce themselves and talk about their dreams on two channels. Only I wanted to become a professional player, which is a notorious profession in China.

~ In high school, there is a real school team.I got to know a group of brothers who have fought together on the court, shed blood and tears, and won championships.Before graduation, on that night, my five best brothers sat in front of the goal of the high school by the street lamp, and talked about the future with all their hearts and souls all night.

I don't remember a lot of what I said at the time.

I just remember that Chen Bin asked everyone a question: "If one day, we have the opportunity to become professional players, would you go?"

Ask yourself, which teenager does not have dreams.

Under the moonlight on that summer night, five people folded their right hands together and said the same thing: "Go, always fight, or you will regret it for the rest of your life."

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Because of the schedule, L University ushered in a three-day break. L University's opponent in the eighth-finals is Z University. In yesterday's game, Group B also had a place to appear in the group. China Agricultural University ranked first in the group, and Z University ranked second in the group, so the teammates are all in It was jokingly said that these are two games between the BJ boss fight and the Guangzhou boss fight.

After today's group C and D matches, the national competition will enter a two-day rest period before the quarter-finals will officially start.

The team's own arrangement is to conduct corresponding training to maintain the state after a day's rest. Xu Ban hopes to maintain his players' sense of the ball and the feeling of the game to the greatest extent.

I don't know how long he slept on the bed drowsily, Li Xiaoming got up from the bed, rinsed his mouth with clean water, and let himself wake up completely from sleep.

Unable to bear the loneliness, Li Xiaoming cleaned himself up and was thinking about where to go for a walk today, when his father Li Hai called and asked him to go out for morning tea in a nearby hotel.

The distance was not far, Li Xiaoming walked for about seven or eight minutes and arrived at the place he had agreed with Li Hai.

"Xiaoming, here!"

As soon as he entered the hotel door, Li Hai's voice came into his ears, and looking in the direction of the voice, his father had already ordered a table full of dishes and was waiting for him at his seat.

"Unexpectedly, there is morning tea in Wuhan."

Sitting opposite Li Hai, Li Xiaoming said with a smile.He stared straight at the meals Li Hai ordered for him, steamed chicken feet, steamed pork ribs, Zhizi Mo Ruofu, these very famous Cantonese-style morning tea dim sum, which are also Li Xiaoming's favorite.

The Chinese dinner table is not just about getting together to have a meal to fill the stomach, but also has many additional meanings, such as unity and closer relationship, resolution of conflicts, entertainment and farewell.

The same meal is no exception.

Li Hai drank a cup of tea and said softly: "Yesterday your coach found me and your Uncle Chen, and a coach named Guo Jianfei was asking for my opinion on whether you and Chen Bin are going to participate in a youth training program. This You know it."

Li Xiaoming, who had been eating, stopped the chopsticks in his hand after hearing this, and nodded.

"Do you want to kick?"

The father and son fell into silence for a while, and neither of them spoke. After a while, Li Xiaoming raised his head, looked directly into Li Hai's gaze, and said:

"I want to kick."

"I know you want to play. Last night, your father and your Uncle Chen discussed everything from academic problems to whether you are really talented to play professionally, and if you go and fail, come back. So what should we do in the future? However, the most important question after discussion is that you can really stick to the path you choose, do you not regret it?"

"The ancients said that once you succeed, your bones will dry up. Dad has never walked this road, and he can't walk it for you. You can only find out what is on the road."

Li Xiaoming kept his head down, his father was right, indeed, dreams are dreams, and reality is reality.The dream is full, but the reality is very skinny.

"Why didn't you speak?"

"I just think you're right, Dad, but you don't know how to answer?"

"Since you were young, you have always been very smart. You went to kindergarten very early, and it is easy to get high scores. Even the college entrance examination, you took more than a year to pass 985, but the smarter you are, the less you know yourself. Something is missing."

"What's missing? I don't lack anything. All the coaches say I'm talented, and I'm still young enough. I'm only 18 years old. Even if I can't, I can still go back to school, and the school will help me keep my student status. "

"Son, you can't even convince me, how can I convince your mother to let you go. You don't know that your mother doesn't particularly support you in playing football. If you hadn't been admitted to L University, she would probably have nagged you Year."

"Think about it, and then tell me what you lack?"

Li Hai also left a word for Li Xiaoming, went to the front desk to pay the bill and left.

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"Chen Bin, did your father tell you anything?"

At night, when he returned to his room, Li Xiaoming also sat in front of Chen Bin and asked.

"My dad asked me if I wanted to participate in the youth training? I said I wanted to go, and my dad told me to go boldly. He asked my mom for instructions, and he and my mom supported me. What about you, Xiaoming, Did your dad agree?"

"I don't understand what his attitude is, but he gave me a problem. He told me that I have talent and I am young enough, but there is still one thing missing. I still don't understand what this thing is?"

Chen Bin also helped to make a reference, but no matter how the two brothers combined, they couldn't figure out what Li Xiaoming was missing in Li Hai's mouth.

(End of this chapter)