football fanatic

On the day of the opening match, Bi Xia got up early, stood in front of the bathroom mirror, and fiddled with herself for a long time.Bi Xia came down to the playground of Taisan Primary School under the escort of the bodyguards urgently arranged by Fazeli. When he entered the venue, everyone on the scene stretched their necks and looked forward. After Bi Xia appeared, their gazes were even more intense. Locked on Bi Xia, hot and direct.

The colored flags were waving head-on, and the elementary school students who lined up did not wear their dirty navy blue school uniforms, but uniformly wore Inter Milan's blue and black team uniforms.Just as Bi Xia was smacking his tongue at the school's generosity, he was asked to shake hands and take a group photo with an endless stream of officials, encouraging him to make persistent efforts to win glory for the country.When the school leaders saw Bi Xia, they became less bureaucratic, and genuinely cared about Bi Xia’s life and development. Among them, the teaching director and the sports team leader had taught Bi Xia. Just recalling the past events of that year, the estrangement between everyone has been reduced for ten years, and some things seem to have happened yesterday.

Sitting on the podium, Bi Xia realized that outside the iron railings of the school, the surrounding residential buildings and even the low tree branches were crowded with people. Many fans rushed over wearing Bi Xia's jersey from a long distance.When Bi Xia saw the white flashing lights gathered here, he felt a burst of relief. He knew very well that half of the success was achieved by getting so much attention from the elementary school league. As long as it succeeds, the domestic youth football will benefit endlessly.

Hearing his name, Bi Xia waved his hands to the fans around him, and put on a charming signature smile, which attracted a wave of roars and shouts, and the atmosphere on the scene was even more intense.

Unexpectedly, Ye Mingyu also came from the film crew to add icing on the cake for the alma mater's activities. Her singing was full of appeal. After her warm-up, the atmosphere of the opening match reached a high point.She didn't shy away from her familiarity with Bi Xia even after she stepped off the stage, and she really put Bi Xia's superiority into practice, making those sour words sour enough at once.

Amidst the thunderous applause at the scene, white pigeons suddenly flew into the sky, like a blooming white flower, flying over a large group of them in the blue sky.

Everyone's eyes were always focused on Bi Xia, and they followed him slowly to the center of the rostrum

It was only when the microphone was noisy that Bi Xia remembered that he hadn’t prepared a speech at all. He smiled first, and glanced at hundreds of immature faces. He saw his teammates from the school team ten years ago. Some of them were almost the same as when they were young Some couldn't tell who was who at all, and some people put on weight early, and their stomachs were so tall that they couldn't see the shadow of a football player at all.

"I never thought I was that good. I only played at Inter Milan because I wanted to be the greatest player in the world. I didn't want to call the footballer an idiot when my favorite team lost. , I hope I can remove those idiots and play by myself."

Bi Xia's words made many people's adrenaline rush. He spoke like a fearless barbarian. These weird words that sounded inconsistent with the official style really boosted the morale of the young players.

Lin Hai, the first reporter to question the Football Association for Bi Xia in the summer of 2008, wrote the manuscript on the playground after seeing Bi Xia with his own eyes.

——I feel more and more strongly that this guy is willing to give everything for the team, so I am also willing to do my best for him.He has a certain charisma that makes people willing to go through fire and water for him.

Some fans boasted between the lines, but many fans did not feel the shock Bi Xia brought to them without Lin Hai and other football reporters.

Lin Hai's original work unit fired him because of the pressure of the Football Association, but Lin Hai also became a reporter for Guangdong Sports because of a question of conscience.The football field is indeed so dark that you can't see your fingers because of institutional problems. It is precisely because everyone has stayed in the dark for too long that they cherish the flames in football.Not only the players love football, not only the love of the fans is sincere and selfless, the professional journalists who have been with football all their lives love football no less than anyone else, so they are eager for the rise of Chinese football, and they are following the news of Bixia It will be particularly short-term.Bi Xia is the only miracle that exists in Chinese football, and it is also the motivation for the work of Chinese football reporters.

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There was a little accident when Bi Xia was kicking off the ball for the young players of the two teams. The 22 youthful little fruits were too excited to see their idols, and they forgot that this was a game. Shouted to the parents outside the arena, "Be sure to take a photo." The referee was still yelling at the beginning, but in the end he simply took out the white T-shirt he had prepared for Bi Xia to sign for him, and he was also a fan of Bi Xia.

Seeing the players in the game chasing stars like fans, this kind of thing made several city leaders lose face. They felt ashamed, and naturally criticized the two participating schools. The leaders of the two schools could only stand firm Scalp continued, nodding and bowing, saying that going back must strengthen the quality of the students.To this, an old leader saw it openly and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, "What does it matter, we are also fans of Bixia." A word of "haha" relieved the stiff atmosphere.

Only 10 minutes into the game, the leaders couldn't sit still.Seeing them walking away without even seeing their shadows, the teachers of the two schools looked at each other with wry smiles, turned their faces away and cursed inwardly for what it was.

Now there are very few elementary schools with football teams. In order to participate in the hard task of the urban football league, almost all the schools in this city have made up a team. It's reasonable to take a single out, but a group of people on the field is like a headless fly scurrying around.

Bi Xia gave a thumbs up to the former coach of the football team and now the head of the sports team, "Our team is also like this now." In those days of the three consecutive championships, they almost dominated the city and played other football. Teams are as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

The sports team leader laughed, "How can it compare with your time?" The 90s was almost the golden age of Chinese football, and in these years, anyone felt that playing football in China was useless.

"However, it would be much better to have your example. There are many children playing football in our place, and they keep shouting to be your teammate in the national team."

Memories from more than ten years ago seemed to rush towards Bi Xia with every movement of the young players on the field, on this sunny, hot and windless afternoon.

Bi Xia turned his face and was about to say something, but he saw a shocking scene. The striker of Taiwan [-] suddenly became single-handedly. Just when the audience applauded for this, a parent opposite the striker suddenly took off his pants and put his white flower Butt pointed at the small forward, trying to distract him.

The small forward may have seen this scene, kicked the ball empty, and was seized by the opponent's defender to steal the ball.

Bi Xia was amused, he didn't expect to meet such amazing fans in China.The physical education teacher laughed dryly, but did not tell Bi Xia that the parents did not do this out of the mentality of fans, but because they were afraid that other people's children would be too bright to cover up their own brilliance.Many parents dream of making their children a blockbuster in front of Bi Xia, and then go to Europe to play football in one step.

After watching the game, Bi Xia couldn't look directly at the eyes of the young players eager for praise. Regardless of whether they understood him or not, he encouraged, "The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!" With the young players behind his back, Bi Xia Xia and Gu Fei mentioned that the foundation of the young players was not solid, and they were too anxious to perform and lost their cooperation. They also secretly hoped that he could learn tactics to improve the young players' tactical understanding and execution ability.

Various cameras have been tracking Bi Xia, and Bi Xia walked towards his elementary school teammates step by step. The golden sun shone on him, as if coating him with a golden film.

When we met for the first time after more than ten years, we didn't say anything, first touched the shoulders and got a man's hug.

"Okay, buddy!"

"Good boy! You really did it!"

"Come on, call me again. I want to record it and save it!"

Many people beat Bi Xia's back with all their strength, almost causing Bi Xia to vomit blood. They really envied Bi Xia. He was lucky to be able to display his talent unscrupulously, but at the same time they really admired him With courage, when everyone was still young, they decided to play desperately, leaving no way out for themselves.

The sports team leader excitedly brought the family portrait taken during their three consecutive championships, and the school team members took a new photo according to the position and posture at that time.The golden generation of the football team of Taisan Elementary School is reunited. A group of young kids in the past have now gone their separate ways. Some go to college, some become office workers, some go into business, and some are active in the top European leagues.

The camera faithfully recorded this moment.

It's just that on the way home with Ye Mingyu, Bi Xia couldn't help but sigh, "There are some friendships, why don't you miss them—"

Ye Mingyu looked at his old-fashioned look, "I was stimulated."

There is a huge disparity in fame and fortune, and Bixia feels the burden brought by this gap in his contacts with old acquaintances. The simple and beautiful little happiness loses its flavor in the contacts of fame and wealth, and he is also tired of those people who are constantly being grateful. links.Ye Mingyu was more open-minded than him, "I haven't seen each other for more than ten years, how can there be so much friendship. I have learned to be sentimental with a big heart."

"Female King Kong, Xiaosheng is fragile, please have mercy."

In order to increase her own influence, Ye Mingyu tried her best in filming, and the media gave her the nickname of King Kong.It was precisely because of this hard work that Ye Mingyu was able to sit firmly on the front line in a short period of time, and began to test the waters on the big screen.

The scene of Bi Xia and Ye Mingyu leaving the scene at the same time irritated the reporters who had been waiting for a long time. Whether it was a journal or an entertainment journal, they desperately moved closer to them, stretching their arms and wishing to stuff the microphone down their throats. Make a few words.

Bi Xia just let go and said a few words about the upcoming Italian Super Cup in the Bird's Nest Superstar, and the group of reporters ignored the warnings of the security guards and bodyguards as if they could get a hint, and tried to break through the line of defense, Xiao Where did the local security guards experience such a frenzied crowd, and Bi Xia was almost dragged into the crowd in a hurry, and Bi Xia was groped all over his body, even his crotch.

Back in the car, Bi Xia's face was blushing to the brim, Ye Mingyu called him, and when he turned his head, he took a picture of his distressed appearance and sent it to Cassie Lehelehe.

When Cassie received the photo, her smile wrinkled into an old chrysanthemum before it unfolded. Bi Xia hugged Ye Mingyu's lively smile, and Cassie felt as if she could see the sunshine on Bi Xia's face.Cassie scolded the little boy in disdain, stared at the photo sinisterly, imagining in his mind how he bravely saved Bi Xia's inevitable goal, and made him kneel and lick the soles of his feet.

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Bi Xia and Ye Mingyu went back to Dai's house together for a so-called family feast. They couldn't clean up some scenes. No matter how wrong their parents were, at least they raised them well.The little kid Dai Changan's brother and brother screamed for joy, his mother wanted to stuff this son who had defected to the enemy back into her stomach again.Except for Xiao Chang'an and the old man, the others were not so happy to see Bi Xia.In the middle of the meal, the old man asked Bi Xia to attend the board meeting. Dai Yanran, who was very ambitious for the company, suddenly changed her face. She stared at Bi Xia with blades in her eyes. She probably cut Bi Xia into pieces several times in her heart. all over.Ye Mingyu's mother, who has always been generous and decent, also lost her composure, money is touching.Although Bi Xia really wanted to show off his power in front of these two annoying ghosts, he also knew that he was not a member of the business circle. He was afraid that the old foxes on the board of directors would see through his appearance and failure, so he rejected the old man straight away, and the old man was angry with his foolish look Throw the chopsticks out.Bi Xia has been used to fighting against the old man since he was a child, and he is not afraid of his violent temper at all, saying that he is small-minded.

During the period of staying at Dai's house, Bi Xia was not idle, jumping up and down to ask all the wealthy relatives of Dai's family to donate to his foundation. Ye Mingyu also handed out a knife from time to time, and the two of them slaughtered people softly and hard It was a good slaughter.Bi Xia didn't think it was dirty when he got the check, and kissed him so loudly, he felt like he had poured a glass of ice water in summer, and he was so happy that he didn't care about Dai Yanran laughing that he was a beggar.

Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, Bi Xia took this villain's behavior to the extreme. He took a large sum of money from him, hurriedly called to retrieve it, and drove to Beijing overnight to join the Inter Milan team.Maybe God couldn't see Bi Xia's broken character. At eleven o'clock in the evening, Bi Xia had just driven into Beijing and waited for the green light at an intersection. Sitting in the car, he clearly saw a car heading towards him and hit him. Coming over, the harsh headlights illuminated his frightened face.A sudden impact broke the tranquility of the night, and Bixia's last consciousness before coma was that he was finished.

"Dear viewers, here is a piece of news. Our station has just received news that at 204:[-] tonight, Bi Xia, a famous football player in my country, was involved in a car accident in Beijing and his car was severely damaged. The driver's alcohol test value was as high as [-], suspected of drunk driving... The firefighters have rescued Bi Xia who was trapped in the car. Bi Xia was seriously injured and unconscious, and has been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment..."

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Bi Xia: It's too late.