Twilight

The game has not yet officially started, and commercials are still being broadcast on TV.

As a public figure, Huang Wenxuan has some information on his website, but it does not include what he just said.Presumably, most people's understanding of him is only on the fact that he is Chinese, and they don't know that there is such a bitter life experience behind his Chinese identity.Yan Duo was surprised by his frankness, paused, and smiled, "No wonder you speak Chinese so fluently."

"I was about four and a half years old when my adoptive parents adopted me. I could already speak Chinese in the orphanage. After arriving in the Netherlands, due to the family language environment, I learned Chinese, English and Dutch at the same time. Although I can speak Chinese I said, but I can’t read and write, and I made up for it later when I decided to return to China, so I really want to thank you for your teachings in the past two years.” Huang Wenxuan unscrewed a bottle of water, held it up, and said with a smile: “I respect you. You have a glass, but you can only use water as wine."

Yan Duo picked up the water and touched him, "You have been paid before, so don't be so polite." What he thought in his heart was: "Actually, I am the one who wants to say thank you."

Yan Duo went out to study for a while, and because of his irregular diet, he was hospitalized for gastric perforation. On the night after the operation, he was lying in a strange ward in a strange city. It was raining outside, and he was the only one in the ward. His demons revived. The tragic death of his father, his deceased grandfather, and the videotape that tortured him for several years made him question the meaning of life again, and he once again had the idea of ​​suicide. At this moment, the mobile phone rang, probably because he His will to die was not firm, probably because of his survival instinct, he accidentally turned on his phone, and it was Huang who sent him, asking him if the matter was settled?Another joke about football was copied to him.He thought in a daze, Huang just paid a month's tuition in advance yesterday, so he must finish the class no matter what.In fact, it was past nine o'clock in the evening at that time. Because he was uncomfortable in the remote class that day, he answered Huang Wenxuan's questions very perfunctorily. Huang Wenxuan probably noticed the abnormality and asked him if there was anything wrong. Busy, he said yes, he thought he had exited the program, but actually just locked the screen, QQ has been running in the background.

Although Yan Duo's world can no longer be cold and hopeless because of a stranger's greeting and a joke that he can't get a laugh at, but because of those few lines of words, he has established a connection with a certain place. For those who amuse themselves and say they don’t know why they are alive, the Internet is nothing but real. At least at that moment, he found a way to leave that isolated island, and felt that the meaning of his real life was naive.

The game started at 35:[-], and the camera showed the scene in the locker room. The two commentators were still introducing the team's starting situation.

"Watching the football on TV is more comfortable than going to the stadium." Yan Duo realized that what he said just now was a bit unreasonable, and Huang Wenxuan seemed to be not very easy to talk to. After thinking about it, he smoothed things over.

"Indeed, most stadiums in China are surrounded by track and field tracks, so even the front row seats are still some distance away from the stadium, and the viewing angle is naturally not as good as live TV." Huang Wenxuan picked up a saury and took a bite of the fish's belly.

The skin on his face is wheat-colored, and the skin on the arms near the cuffs of the T-shirt is obviously lighter than his face. It is presumably because the sleeves cover the daily training and games, and his teeth are even whiter.

Yan Duo realized that he had been observing people eating fish for too long, and had already attracted Huang Wenxuan's attention. He slightly shifted his gaze, and asked a layman's question, "Professionals, can you predict the score?"

The scene has been cut back to the live broadcast room, and the commentator announces that the team is about to enter the stadium.

Huang Wenxuan thought carefully for a moment, and said: "You know I just joined the XX team, and I don't know much about the situation of these domestic clubs. According to the rough information, the SH team is strong, but the away performance has not been good. The coaching staff has not been able to solve this problem. The YJ team has not lost a game at home this season. They have a tenacious style. But the thickness of the bench is not bad, so I think the YJ team will at least not lose in tonight’s game. As for the score, it’s hard to say, 2:0, 3:0 are all possible.”

He paused, then smiled and said: "Do you think my analysis is amateurish? Fans like to say that football is round. Indeed, there will be luck and accidents in the game, so I never participate in the games I participate in." Predict wins and losses and scores.

"Football is a team sport, and many factors will affect the final score, such as field conditions, home and away factors, weather conditions, physical conditions, injuries, coaches' on-the-spot responses, and so on."

He drank his saliva and continued: "In fact, the most professional technical analysis is after the game. The technical team will study the various data one by one based on the game video, summarize the experience and lessons, and summarize the opponent's characteristics. Preparation for the next game. What our players do most before the game is to practice the tactics given by the coach, and try to use what we usually learn and what the coach asked before the game as much as possible in the game.

Yan Duo noticed that Huang Wenxuan became eloquent when talking about professional matters, so he didn't interrupt and concentrated on being a listener.

“Actually, I have always felt that I am not a qualified goalkeeper. Most of the time I feel that I am not a whole with them. Apart from cooperating with my teammates, most of the time I was alone, staying alone in the penalty area, and I am not the type of player who is used to taking the initiative to attack." When he was speaking, he unconsciously sniffed his nose, and his voice sounded inexplicably aggrieved.

Yan Duo finally couldn't help but interjected: "Did you play the goalkeeper position from the beginning?"

Huang Wenxuan shook his head and said: "No, when I was in the football school, I started training as a forward, then I trained as a winger, then a fullback, a defender, and finally a goalkeeper. The coach who transformed me from a forward to a goalkeeper once said, I was the least talented striker he ever coached, but I was also the best goalkeeper he ever coached."

Yan Duo didn't know much about the most basic football rules. He occasionally watched a game and read novels most of the time. He didn't have any idea about the positions mentioned by Huang Wenxuan. Teacher Yan, whose daily job is to play tricks, suddenly realized that he was poor at words. , Picked up the water and pretended to take a sip.

Huang Wenxuan felt that he was too lyrical and the topic was unsustainable, so he had no choice but to sell the skewers in his hand, "This one doesn't contain chili, do you want a skewer?"

"Okay."

So Yan Duo also picked up a bunch of saury, the fish meat was already cold and didn't have any delicious taste, but fortunately Yan Duo liked to eat fish all the time, and the fishy smell of this fish was within tolerable range.

The TV screen switched back to the scene again, and the game started. The players led their caddies into the field and stood in the middle of the field with the referee team. The national anthem was played.

Huang Wenxuan heaved a sigh of relief, and could finally focus part of his attention on the game.

Yan Duo also breathed a sigh of relief, he could pretend to focus on the game, so he pretended to be enjoying it.

As Huang Wenxuan said, the YJ team played well together, and the SH team was strong, so this game was not ugly, and there were still many things to watch, but Yan Duo couldn't get it.

During the period, the waiter brought steaming lean meat porridge, and the two people in the room were watching the football game, and the atmosphere was harmonious.The young lady secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and made up a script in which the two shake hands and make peace, and ran away smiling with a sense of accomplishment in saving the fallen youth.

After halftime, Huang Wenxuan got up to go to the bathroom, Yan Duo dug out an ashtray from under the coffee table, and walked towards the window.

Yang Chu's news came after him: "Are you coming back tonight?"

Huang Wenxuan stood in front of the sink and reacted for a while before he understood the meaning of her words, and said speechlessly: "How is it possible, I plan to date for a long time."

"Is it the same kind as you?"

Huang Wenxuan couldn't see it, but his mind jumped and thought of the feeling of Yan Duo's fingers across his palm.

His complexion is a little pale, probably because he doesn't often bask in the sun, but his complexion is very even, his facial features are exquisite, and they are very shaved when combined. It can be said that he is very handsome. His figure... the goalkeeper who taught Yang Chu not to judge people by their appearance at this He was obsessed with someone's appearance and couldn't help himself. When he realized this, he felt a little ashamed, forcibly interrupted his wild thoughts, turned on the faucet and washed his hands, took out a tissue to wipe off the water droplets on his hands, and thought about it seriously. For the question, press a few words, "I don't know yet."

Yang Chu frantically typed a series of "hahahaha..." laughing so hard that he couldn't hold his phone, and quickly sent a few words, "Send a photo and let me help you identify it. "

Huang Wenxuan didn't see her words at all, and put the phone back in his pocket after seeing those hahas.

It was too strange to go to the toilet for so long, so he thought about it and hurried out.

Facts have proved that he really dawdled long enough. When he came out of the bathroom, Mr. Yan had already sat back to his original place after smoking a cigarette. The intermission had also ended, and the second half of the game had just begun.

In the second half, both teams made some adjustments in terms of personnel and tactics. YJ team even played a smooth cooperation and scored beautifully.

Huang Wenxuan, however, was a little absent-minded. While watching the game, he peeked at Yan Duo from time to time. Yan Duo was casually leaning on the sofa, and his attention seemed to be on the game. He thought of Yang Chu's question just now, and felt a little uncertain.

At the end of the game, the home team really won.

"You were quite accurate in your prediction." Yan Duo smiled.

"Can you give me your cell phone number?"

Although Yan Duo's mobile phone number could be obtained by looking for the original introducer, Huang Wenxuan decided to ask him directly, which represented an attitude.

Yan Duo hesitated for a moment, and took out the poker cards he had prepared in advance from his pocket, "When I was young, my dad liked to play the detective game with me, write hints on pieces of paper, and find the information you want based on a clue.

"My mobile phone number is hidden in this deck of cards, and the prompt information is a passage in one of Marquez's mystery novels. These cards have words on them, but only 11 cards have useful information on them, which can be composed that paragraph.

"Find that passage, and you will find the answer you want." He paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "This class is free, there is no charge, thank you for today's dinner."

Huang Wenxuan originally wanted to make things up again and let Yan Duo continue teaching.Hearing what Yan Duo said, it's hard to say anything more, after all, the retention beyond the limit is more like entanglement, "The novel you mentioned is not hard to find, right?"

"Actually, strictly speaking, that book can't be regarded as reasoning. The title of the book is "A Pre-publicized Murder". It is a relatively special existence in Marquez's works. The book is very short and will not occupy You have too much time."

"Yes." Huang Wenxuan tried hard to write down the title of the book.

"It's late then, I'll go first."

"I'll see you off." Huang Wenxuan repeated the title of the book several times in his heart, lest he forget it.

The two left the store one after the other, Huang Wenxuan stopped on the steps at the door, glanced at the parking lot next to him, "Are you driving?"

"I'm not driving."

Just as Huang Wenxuan was about to say that I might as well see you off, an empty taxi just happened to arrive.

Yan Duo waved to the taxi, and the car stopped on the side of the road. While opening the rear door, he turned his head and said to Huang Wenxuan, "Let's go first, goodbye."

"Slow down on the road, goodbye."