The morning sun of our boyhood

The fiasco of the Cubs was just a passing wind in the daily life of Changjun Middle School.

When Li Zi and Ban Xiaosong walked into the classroom, they heard the "small trumpet" Joule's voice in the class.

"Big news, big news. There will be two transfer students coming to our school, and, I heard that they are not young."

The whole class gave a unanimous "cut" when they heard the news.Joule put his arms around Ban Xiaosong's shoulder and said: "Ban Xiaosong, let me tell you something..." Ban Xiaosong rejected Joule with an expression of lovelessness.

"Hey, Ban Xiaosong, don't be like this, I have one more thing that you must be interested in."

"What?" Ban Xiaosong turned his head.

"I heard that the school is disbanding the baseball team due to funding problems."

"What?" Ban Xiaosong shouted.When the students in the class heard the news, they all looked at the two of them.

Joule had a smug expression: "Don't worry, and I heard that Teacher Tao has agreed."

"What?" Ban Xiaosong was completely anxious.He hoped that this was just false news, but Joule's father, Jiao An, was the teaching director of Changjun Middle School, and the news he got from him was always certain.

Ban Xiaosong turned around and wanted to rush out to ask Tao Xi for clarification, but unexpectedly the class bell rang, and he was stopped by the teacher as soon as he arrived at the door, and Ban Xiaosong wobbled back to his seat.

He didn't listen to this class at all, his mind was full of what Joule said just now.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Ban Xiaosong rushed out of the classroom and was stopped. The teacher said that whoever can solve the problems on the blackboard will end the get out of class.The whole class immediately lowered their heads, and Ban Xiaosong returned to his seat, looked at the questions on the blackboard, and shook his head.

He looked anxiously at Yin Ke who was sitting next to him, and said in a low voice, "Yin Ke, help the world!" He pointed at the blackboard.

Yin Ke looked at the blackboard and immediately understood.There was a function problem listed on it. Yin Ke looked at Ban Xiaosong who was in a hurry, and then at the students who were scratching their heads. He raised his hand and asked, "Teacher, can I have a try?" After getting the teacher's approval, , Yin Ke strode up to the podium under everyone's gaze, quickly wrote down a long list of problem-solving process on the blackboard, and finally wrote down the answer.Then, in the teacher's satisfied "very good, now-get out of class is over", everyone's cheers are greeted.Ban Xiaosong took the lead and rushed out of the classroom like an arrow.

Ban Xiaosong blocked Tao Xi at the door of the activity room, and before he had time to calm down the disordered breath caused by running wildly, he couldn't wait to ask: "Coach, is the school really going to disband the baseball team? Do you really agree?"

Tao Xi's answer sounded light and fluffy: "Yes."

Ban Xiaosong asked loudly in grief: "Why did you agree to disband the team? Is it because we didn't win the game? We can't just give up like this. As long as we train hard, we will win one day!"

Tao Xi looked at him indifferently, and said in a slightly mocking tone: "You can win if you say you can win? The grades are not good, you can't win the ball, and you are ashamed. You can't let everyone dream like you every day." Bar?"

Before Ban Xiaosong could reply, he went on to say: "It's good to disband the baseball team. The students don't have to worry about losing, the school doesn't have to worry about losing face, and mothers don't have to worry about your studies anymore. I'm here Do a good job."

Hearing these words, Ban Xiaosong was completely disappointed in this coach, he turned and ran away angrily, Tao Xi looked at his back indifferently...

The next morning, Tao Xi was walking on the road. He thought about the dimming of the stars in Ban Xiaosong's eyes yesterday. On the surface, the waves were calm, but his heart was like the ocean current surging in the trench.

It's strange, so many years have passed, the enthusiasm that has not been awakened by the league games, the enthusiasm that has not been awakened by the scolding of the former teammates, just like this, between the hope and disappointment of a teenager, quietly awakened.

"No, no, no," he warned himself, "this is bullshit!" His baseball career was over long ago, when he was just a teenager who had just grown up, and was ended by his own willfulness and rashness .

Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and something was flying straight towards his face with a "chichi" through the air. He raised his hand instinctively, turned his wrist, released his posture, and grasped it tightly.

The time will not exceed a quarter of a second.Before he turned his head to look at the thing in his hand, he had already determined by the feel that it was a baseball. His hand was firmly grasping the position of the four seams at this time. straight ball.

Unable to bear it, he swayed slightly and made a fake throwing motion, and then found someone in the corner staring at him dumbfounded.

Isn't this the one—by the way, Tan Yaoyao, the boy he randomly picked from the sidelines.It is said that during this period of time he really played behind Ban Xiaosong and the others.This ball must have been played by them.

Tan Yaoyao stared at Tao Xi with surprise, admiration, and disbelief, like a hero who had discovered a secret.The good-for-nothing coach turns out to be hiding something deep, who can guess the mystery?This time, he became more determined to play with the Cubs.

Tao Xi rushed to Tan Yaoyao, and he quietly hid the baseball behind him.His tone was leisurely, but his eyes were sharp: "What did you see just now?"

A light flashed in Tan Yaoyao's mind: "I...I...I didn't see anything!"

Now Tao Xi's eyes relaxed, and he praised: "Wow! Such a high understanding!" After speaking, he threw the baseball in his hand to Tan Yaoyao, and left without looking back.

One afternoon half a month after Tao Xi rejected Ban Xiaosong, he went to the kindergarten on time to pick up Guoguo.It was raining heavily that day, and he deliberately set off a quarter of an hour earlier. As soon as the car drove out of the gate of Changjun, it was stopped by a familiar figure.

He slammed on the brakes to avoid hitting the man who blocked the car with his body.While cursing "idiot", he looked out of the car angrily.

The wiper quickly cut the white rain line from the windshield, revealing a human figure soaked by the heavy rain. Those big round eyes looked at Tao Xi pleadingly. Komatsu!Tao Xi hardened his heart again, pretended to be full of anger, and gestured to Ban Xiaosong: Get out of the way!Ban Xiaosong shook his head, his lips moved.

It was raining so hard I couldn't hear anything.But without hearing it, or even seeing it, Tao Xi knew that the words were: I—want—to—play—the ball!

He closed his eyes, opened the car door and rushed into the rain, yelling at Ban Xiaosong: "Are you crazy?! The rain is so heavy, you are in danger, do you know that?"

Ban Xiaosong's voice came through the rain and fog: "Coach, I want to play! I want to play!"

He walked up to the young man in a few strides, and shouted at him condescendingly: "What the hell are you playing! Didn't I make it clear to you last time? You were dreaming! Dreaming—dream!"

Ban Xiaosong raised his head, and his voice became very soft. Even though the rain was so heavy, Tao Xi could still see the hot tears on his face, and he asked softly with tears like this: "Coach, you know how long I haven't played?" ?"

Tao Xi did not speak.

"14 days, 22 hours and 35 minutes." Ban Xiaosong clearly remembered.There is no need to say anything more.He grabbed the boy's arm with all his strength, pulled him to the side of the road, threw him into the bushes, and said fiercely: "Get out of the way!"

The boy let him throw there without any struggle, letting the cold rain drench him drenched.Tao Xi started the car with trembling hands. He controlled himself not to take another look at the figure thrown by him on the side of the road from the rearview mirror. He said to that figure, and even to himself: "Every dream has to be Wake up, everyone has to grow up!" He said it silently several times in his heart, and he finally got a little strength from this sentence, and walked away.

Neither Tao Xi nor Ban Xiaosong would have thought that apart from the two of them, there was an important audience in this scene in the heavy rain.

After picking up the fruit, Tao Xi returned to the place where she lived, and did not return to her bedroom until the little princess lay comfortably on the bed and fell asleep.

When the night fell and the surroundings were quiet, Tao Xi lost the vitality of the day and lay quietly on the bed alone.Whenever he is alone, he always thinks about things, thinking about the past.Looking at the baseball posters on the ceiling, my thoughts turned to daytime.He was dazed, his mind seemed to be threaded into a thread, and he always flew uncontrollably to places he didn't want it to fly.

Today, that place is called Ban Xiaosong.The kid seemed to have been slumped for less than half a day, and then he was full of blood and pestered him to rebuild the baseball team.He jumped off the bed and pushed open the wardrobe.On the wall behind the closet, there was a black mark the size of a fist in the white.Tao Xi took out an old baseball from the drawer, sat on the edge of the bed and raised his hand and threw it, once, twice, three times... The baseball landed on the black mark impartially.

"Ban Xiaosong, do you know how long I haven't played? 9 years, 3 months, 6 days and 4 hours." After speaking, Tao Xi grabbed the baseball, stuffed it back into the deep drawer, pulled the closet back to its original position, and lay down On the bed, press your arms over your eyes.

When the stars no longer shine, there is no choice but to love with the attitude of giving up.

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