Many years later, when Xia Wu recalled this afternoon again, he could still clearly recount the scene.
Facing a reporter who came to interview him for a documentary about Hu Lai, he said in a slightly excited tone: "In my memory, the home court of Jiaxiang High School has never been silent for such a long time during a game! It's about
It must have been almost a minute... Anyway, it must have been more than thirty seconds, and there was not a single sound in the stadium stands. I even looked around at the left and right, and everyone was staring at our goal blankly, forgetting to make a sound!"
His excitement was palpable, making the reporter a little confused: "But what he scored was your school's goal. It was his hat trick that helped Dongchuan Middle School eliminate Jiaxiang High School. Why do you... uh, look so happy?"
Xia Wu quickly made a serious face: "That's because I have the feeling that I have witnessed history!"
Back on this winter afternoon in 2020, Xia Wuke in the stands had no such awareness at all.
He held his head in his hands and looked around in pain. What he saw were all his classmates who were in pain and confusion just like him. This scene was exactly the same as what he told reporters a few years later.
They looked at the goal of Jiaxiang High School, looked at the captain Wu Yue who fell in front of the goal line, looked at the goalkeeper Zhou Yang who sat on the ground and turned his head to look back, and also looked at the football in the goal.
Of course, some people have set their sights on Hu Lai.
The man who made them gnash their teeth with hatred had already opened his arms and ran towards the corner flag area. He lowered his body and ran out of the serpentine route, suddenly turning to the left and then to the right, with his open arms as if
A pair of wings. And he turned into a bird on the court, flying freely.
Behind him were all the players from Dongchuan Middle School. They were flying from two different directions. One direction was the court, and the other direction was the bench of Dongchuan Middle School.
With eight minutes left in the game, Dongchuan Middle School led Jiaxiang High School by two goals, and they all knew what this meant.
Even the players from Jiaxiang High School knew better than them - after Hu Lai scored, no Jiaxiang High School player could still stand properly on the court. They either collapsed on the ground, lay down, or knelt.
It was as if all the strength had been drained out of her at this moment.
Hu Lai's goal was a devastating blow to their morale and fighting spirit.
The stands that have been quiet until now are the best proof - the students of Jiaxiang High School seem to have lost their fighting spirit. Otherwise, they should have let out huge boos to express their anger and dissatisfaction.
Hu Lai, who ran to the corner flag area, pulled up the corner flag pole with his hands. At this moment, he was overwhelmed by the swarm of teammates.
He also raised his hand, and the flagpole he held in his hand pointed to the sky. As he moved slightly, the red flag fluttered, looking like it was blown by the wind.
This is a red flag planted on the football field of Jiaxiang High School, declaring sovereignty to the teachers and students of Jiaxiang High School, telling them:
Our Dongchuan Middle School won your home court!
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Wang Guangwei, who saw this scene in the stands, sighed.
Then Dai Zetao heard him whisper: "The era is over."
He didn't know how to comfort Wang Guangwei.
It's not because Jiaxiang High School is two goals behind now, it's because they concede the ball so easily.
This indeed makes everyone who is familiar with the Jiaxiang High School football team feel doubts and the despair caused by the unanswered questions.
Where is the domineering power and dominance that allowed them to sweep through Anton High School football?
This is the home court of Jiaxiang High School!
A team that is known for its defense in national competitions, but here the same person scored three goals in the same game!
There must be something wrong somewhere, right?
There must be a mistake somewhere, right?
In the past six years, no one has ever been able to score a hat trick against Jiaxiang High School in the Anton Cup here.
The skinny No. 14 did it.
Because of Wang Guangwei, he knew Hu Lai to some extent and knew that this kid only started regular football training in October last year.
Two months later, he defeated Jiaxiang High School in the Anton Cup final, and he did it while being guarded by Wang Guangwei.
Five months later, he scored three goals in the national competition and became the second scorer in the Dongchuan Middle School team.
One year and two months after he received football training, he completed a hat trick at the home court of Jiaxiang High School.
If this is the K-line of the stock, then Hu Lai is simply a super blue-chip stock that has been hitting the daily limit continuously.
"Brother Tao, I suggest you pay attention to Hu Lai. Soon, he will also enter professional football." Just when Dai Zetao was sighing in his heart that this young man was so scary, he suddenly heard Wang Guangwei say.
"Ah? Pay attention to him?"
"Well. Flashing Star should pay attention to him. Don't you claim that you are always paying attention to outstanding local talents? If you don't even pay attention to him, I'm afraid it will be difficult to mention this sentence in the future."
Dai Zetao thought for a moment, then nodded: "You are right, we should pay more attention to him. To be honest, what he showed today surprised me. I didn't expect him to improve so much in just one year."
But, Guangwei, didn’t you graduate from Jiaxiang High School?”
The implication is that shouldn't you be worried about the fate of Jiaxiang High School? Why did you suddenly recommend an enemy to me?
"Are these two things not in conflict?" Wang Guangwei asked.
"Uh... It's not a conflict. Then do you think Jiaxiang High School can come back?"
Wang Guangwei was silent for a while, then shook his head and said: "I hope so. But I don't know."
Dai Zetao also fell silent.
Although it is said that you cannot give up early before the end of the game. But the reality is often much more difficult than shouting beautiful slogans.
Looking at Jiaxiang High School, whose morale had completely collapsed, Dai Zetao sentenced the team to death in his heart.
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Dai Zetao's judgment was correct.
After the game resumed, Jiaxiang High School played like a bunch of headless flies.
They obviously wanted to score goals, but they ended the attack hastily time and time again and squandered the offensive opportunities at will.
Even if he shoots all the shots, he can't threaten Dongchuan Middle School's goal even once.
The noise in the stands was also much smaller.
The teachers and students of Jiaxiang High School also knew that their team was at the end of its rope. Faced with a certain loss, they had no interest in booing the Dongchuan Middle School players or cheering for their own team.
Some people even left early. Although there were not many people, it was like a landmark event, ringing the death knell of Jiaxiang High School.
When the referee blew the whistle to end the game, the eager Dongchuan Middle School players who had already gathered on the sidelines rushed into the court cheering, screaming, and roaring.
Li Ziqiang still remembers that as a head coach, he had to shake hands with the opponent's head coach before he could celebrate.
So he turned around and walked towards Feng Yuanchang, and reached out his hand in advance when he was halfway there, fully expressing his respect for this veteran coach who had been the coach of Jiaxiang High School for eleven years.
No matter what scheming tricks the two sides played before the game, when the winner was decided, they all gave up. After all, it was all for the sake of winning.
Now that the outcome has been decided, why should we cling to it?
This is high school football after all, not professional football.
Winning or losing is important, but the educational attributes of football are equally important.
As students, what they experience on this team may stay with them throughout their lives and affect them for a long time.
Therefore, coaches must set an example in front of students.
Looking at Li Ziqiang who took the initiative to reach out to him, Feng Yuanchang smiled bitterly: "We have been studying Hu Lai since the first game of this Anton Cup, but we didn't expect... we didn't expect that his performance would still be far beyond the expectations."
It exceeded my expectations. How did you train him?"
Li Ziqiang was silent for a second, and then said: "After he came back from the national competition, I asked him to undergo special training every morning and noon as long as he went to school. I predict that you will definitely deal with his poor physical resistance.
He, so I have specially given him extra training three weeks ago."
Hearing what he said, Feng Yuanchang smiled and shook his head: "Sure enough... I breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what you said. This is better than last year when you told me that the person who could kill us with Wang Guangwei's constant guard was
A rookie who has only been exposed to football for two months... makes it much easier for me to accept. At least, he put in a lot of sweat and effort behind these three goals today, instead of jumping out of the stone all at once, and then he can
We will be beaten so hard that we will find teeth everywhere. In that case, I will wonder if there is something wrong with my past forty years of football experience..."
Just as he was talking, a louder shout suddenly came from the court, and both coaches turned their attention.
It was discovered that Hu Lai was being picked up by his teammates. They threw him into the sky, caught him again, threw him into the sky again, and caught him again...
"...But Jiaxiang High School will not give up. This time next year, we will make a comeback. And by then, I'm afraid you won't have him in your lineup anymore."
Hearing what Feng Yuanchang said, Li Ziqiang withdrew his gaze and looked at the old commander.
"Would you stop him from playing professional football?"
Li Ziqiang narrowed his eyes and did not answer the question.
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When Xia Xiaoyu returned home and was sharing the joy of the team reaching the Anton Cup final with his parents, he received a WeChat message from his cousin Xia Wu:
"Xiaoyu, tell me honestly, why did you choose Dongchuan Middle School and reject Jiaxiang?"
The words were followed by an angry emoticon.
Xia Xiaoyu thought of his cousin's angry look, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he replied:
"Because only Dongchuan Middle School has people who understand my football, cousin."
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When Hu Lai walked into the house, he immediately saw his mother sitting on the sofa in the living room. He carefully asked his mother with his eyes.
"Your father hasn't come back yet."
His mother's words made his heart fall back into his stomach.
A smile appeared on his face: "Well, Mom... next Saturday is classmate Song Jiajia's birthday again, so..."
"You have entered the finals again?" Mom Xie Lan understood instantly.
"Hehe..." Hu Lai scratched his head and laughed.
Xie Lan looked at his son's happy look and sighed: "Okay, I will help you hide it from your father then."
"Long live mom!" Hu Lai opened his arms and wanted to pounce, but Xie Lan pushed him away.
"I'm going to take a shower. I'm covered in sweat! My hair is rotten!"
"Yes, Mom!" Hu Lai saluted his mother, then hummed and twisted his buttocks and jumped to his room.
Seeing his cheerful figure behind him, Xie Lan had a smile on his face.