Chapter 79 The glorious days of Dongchuan Middle School
Principal Zhai stood in the inner room of the school's honor room. This was a place with a completely different atmosphere from the honor room outside.
The hall outside is full of certificates of various honors and achievements obtained by Dongchuan Middle School, including educational and cultural and sports honors.
This hall is well-lit, spacious and bright, and the various trophies, certificates, medals, and banners placed on glass cabinets and shelves are very eye-catching under the light.
This is an honor room that is common in almost all schools. It is nothing unusual. As the best high school in Dongchuan City, it is normal to have these honors.
It's just that on the other side of the Hall of Honor, there is a double door. It is not the exit of the Hall of Honor. When opened, it reveals a relatively dark inner room.
Stepping into this room, which is mostly dark, there are two rows of L-shaped cabinets connected to the wall. They are enclosed by transparent glass. The light shines down from the ceiling above the cabinets, shrouding the contents in the cabinets.
Make them look shiny.
They are the only bright areas in the room and the most attractive feature.
"These are the champions of the Anton Cup." Principal Zhai looked back and said to the SLR camera displayed in the cabinet. A red light on the top of the camera flashed repeatedly, indicating that the machine was working.
"They all look different, because the appearance of the Anton Cup championship trophy has also undergone some changes. It was not even a trophy at first, but a banner..." Principal Zhai with white hair pointed to the shooter closest to the door.
Under the lamp was a dull red pennant, with yellow italics written on it:
The champion of the 5th Andong Provincial High School Football Championship·Dongchuan Middle School.
There are also small characters on the left: 1989·04·19.
The edges of some fonts have separated from the velvet red pennant. Even under strong light, the color of both the flag and the fonts appear dim. These are the traces left by the years on it.
, after all, it was already thirty years ago.
"It wasn't until 1994 that our national football began to become professional, and the Anton Cup also underwent a change. The silver-plated trophy replaced the shabby pennants." Principal Zhai walked past the four pennants with his SLR camera and pointed at a small statue.
said the silver trophy.
The trophy is really small and can be easily held by one hand. There is a base under the silver trophy, and the metal plate on the base is engraved with:
The 10th Andong Provincial High School Football Championship·Andong Cup
champion
Dongchuan Middle School
1994·04·16
The shape of the trophy is ordinary, and it belongs to the type that is sold wholesale by factories with large quantities. Maybe the trophies of many competitions across the country look like this...
"This is the tenth Anton Cup we have won. This Anton Cup is very special because starting from this time, the competition time of the Anton Cup has been adjusted to the first semester of each year instead of to the second semester as before.
.This is also in order not to affect the college entrance examination in the next semester. Therefore, our Dongchuan Middle School won two Anton Cups within one year--we won the 9th Anton Cup Championship in April in the first half of the year, and won the 9th Anton Cup in the second half of the year.
Tenth." Principal Zhai laughed as he spoke and pointed the two trophies next to each other to the camera.
The camera moved closer, and sure enough, the date on the base of the trophy on the left was April 1997, and the date on the base of the trophy on the right was December 1997.
"In the history of the Anton Cup, this is the only one that has ever happened before, and I'm afraid there won't be anyone else in the future." Principal Zhai was a little proud when talking about this past event.
"After ten consecutive championships, Dongchuan Middle School still won two championships in the 21st century, but those were all before 2005. From 2005 to 2018, for thirteen years, we and
There was no chance of winning the Anton Cup until... this year."
Having said this, Principal Zhai turned around, and the camera turned to the center of the room. A ray of light fell from the sky, illuminating the middle of the originally dark room, and an independent glass cabinet appeared in the camera lens along with the gold cup in the cabinet.
"Champion of the 32nd Anton Cup in 2019." Principal Zhai looked at the championship gold cup sparkling from every angle under the lights, and said in a calm tone with a hint of pride.
The photographer used a hand-held stabilizer to hold a SLR camera for photography, walked slowly around the glass display cabinet, and took a 360-degree shot of the golden cup without any blind spots.
At the end, he raised the lens slightly, twisted the infinite focus ring, and from a lower angle, through the golden cup in the cabinet, the focus was smoothly focused from the golden cup itself to the face of Principal Zhai standing opposite the cabinet.
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On the display screen behind the camera, the shining spots of Jin Bei gradually turned into circular spots, while the figure of the old principal standing behind Jin Bei became clear from blur.
In the real-time picture, he lowered his head slightly and stared at the championship trophy in front of him. The light reflected on the gold cup, illuminating the wrinkled face of the old principal and shining into his eyes.
The camera finally focused on Principal Zhai's eyes. Those brown pupils seemed to reflect the shape of a gold cup, shining brightly in the lens, not at all like the eyes an old man should have.
After maintaining this picture for three seconds, the photographer raised one hand and made an "ok" gesture.
Sun Yonggang, who had been following but said nothing, said softly: "Okay, Principal Zhai, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to help us record, and thank you for the introduction..."
Principal Zhai glanced at the golden cup in the glass cabinet again, then looked away and asked with a smile: "Is the effect of this recording good?"
Sun Yonggang gave a thumbs up: "Okay, very good. It's done in one go! Principal Zhai, you were really full of emotions just now, especially the last scene where you stared at the trophy... it was perfect! This is how you really feel!"
Principal Zhai said with a smile: "The main reason is that this champion has waited too long."
"Then next, we are going to interview Coach Li..." When Sun Yonggang said this, the photographer next to him was packing up equipment.
"Go ahead. The school has already greeted Coach Li. You can just go find him directly. He should be in his office under the rostrum of the stadium by now. I won't take you there..."
Sun Yonggang said quickly: "You are busy with your business, Principal Zhai, we can just go by ourselves."
After sending the two "Goal" netizens out of the dark team honors room, Principal Zhai did not leave with him. Instead, he turned around and walked to the first banner that appeared on the scene, and then looked like he was facing the camera just now.
As introduced, stroll through this honor room from the beginning.
His eyes lingered for a long time on the trophies and flags symbolizing the thirty years of glory of the Dongchuan Middle School football team.
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"Now that the interview is over, my god, this Coach Li feels so strict."
After packing up his equipment and following Sun Yonggang out of Li Ziqiang's office, the photographer let out a sigh of relief.
Sun Yonggang felt the same way. During interviews, he always felt that the atmosphere in the office was a bit depressing. Coach Li Ziqiang kept a straight face from beginning to end and was serious in speech. Even if he, a reporter, wanted to talk about some light topics, he could not make the other party laugh.
"But perhaps it is this kind of strictness that allowed Dongchuan Middle School to be built into the championship team of Andong Province in just three months." Sun Yonggang said. "In fact, many of their professional football coaches have this temperament.
He's easy to deal with, he's unpleasant to talk to, and he hits and scolds players whenever he doesn't agree with them..."
"Is it so exaggerated?" the photographer who had just started in the industry said in surprise.
Sun Yonggang nodded and said: "Well, this is especially true for the older generation of coaches. When I first entered the industry, I followed a reporter teacher to interview an old coach at that time. This coach is quite famous in our country and has trained many outstanding people.
A professional player. Later, after he retired from the front line, he set up a football school to train youth football. The results were very good, so we went to interview him. We interviewed him at the training ground at that time, and he was being interviewed by us.
Pay attention to the training on the field. Guess what the result is?"
"What's wrong?"
"During training, a young player made a mistake. Without saying a word, he went up and kicked the young player to the ground, and then he cursed him. How unpleasant the curse was... I can't even describe it to you. That
The child didn't dare to say anything after being scolded, and didn't even dare to stand up, so he could only continue to lie on the ground. After being scolded, he was kicked by the old coach again before he got up and continued running to train. During the whole process, the child and I were
A reporter teacher stood nearby and watched. I was dumbfounded, but the reporter teacher seemed to be used to it, and his expression even looked like he was watching a play..."
Seeing the young photographer's expression of disbelief, Sun Yonggang smiled: "Of course, this situation has improved a lot now, after all, society is progressing. Look, even schools no longer allow corporal punishment of students -
When we were in school, it was common for poor students to be beaten and scolded by their teachers."
The photographer nodded thoughtfully. Although he has not received professional football training, he came from a student background and is no stranger to school life.
"There is a reason for the simple and crude approach of those coaches. Many children who learned to play football in the past had low cultural quality and varied levels - think about it. In the past, there were many so-called 'poor students' who did not study well in football.
The way to go? Instead of being a close brother with the players, the coach might as well just kick him out... If the coach tries to be friends with his players, he will most likely not be taken seriously by the players in the end. This matter
It's very contradictory, being rough is not good, but not being rough seems to have no effect... In fact, it's not just our country, if you look at foreign countries, most of the older coaches have bad tempers..." Sun Yonggang continued to say to the photographer
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"Of course, now we are bringing football into campuses and vigorously developing campus football. There is still a shortage of coaching talents specifically for campus football, so coaches from various former professional teams have become campus football coaches, and they naturally
Bring the work style and habits of the professional team to the campus. In fact, campus football and professional football are different. There are many differences in details, which need to be adjusted and adapted, and our coaches need to change their working concepts and styles...
…This also involves a process of mutual adjustment. When campus football was first launched, football coaches often punished students corporally. It has only gotten better in the past year or two... Forget it, I won’t talk about this, it’s too big a topic.
Let’s go?”
The photographer picked up the camera and pointed it at the empty stadium: "Wait a moment, Teacher Sun, I will take some more empty shots for material."
"Okay." Sun Yonggang stood nearby, quietly waiting for the photographer to finish his work.
"Hey, Teacher Sun. I made a discovery when I was photographing Coach Li just now..." The photographer chatted with him while working.
"What discovery?"
"When you asked him, as an elite coach of Quanshun Football School, after working at Quanshun Football School for so many years, why he suddenly resigned and left to teach in this ordinary high school... I noticed that his eyes were absent-minded for about two seconds.
——I happened to be writing on Twitter for his eyes at the time, so I could see clearly.”
Sun Yonggang remembered it. When he asked this question, Li Ziqiang seemed to have suddenly fallen into some emotion. He did not answer himself immediately. Instead, it took him a few seconds to say an answer that did not surprise him.
He said that because the country now strongly supports the development of campus football, he believes that the future of Chinese football lies in ordinary middle schools with a larger foundation, rather than in highly specialized football schools, so he resolutely quit his job at Quanshun Football School, which has a bright future.
After working, he returned to his former alma mater and wanted to contribute his modest contribution to the cause of campus football in China.
This is a very official and correct answer. The content of the answer is impeccable, and the attitude of the respondent is also impeccable.
But Sun Yonggang always felt that the real reason might not be as high-sounding as the unsmiling coach put it.
I'm afraid there may be a hidden meaning behind those two seconds of absence...
But what does that have to do with me? I'm just here to cover Dongchuan Middle School, the new team in next year's national competition, in an all-round way, not to dig into a coach's personal privacy.
So he said to the photographer: "Maybe he is a little tired from the interview. Are you finished shooting? We are going to eat."
He saw a person appear at the entrance of the stadium. The teacher they had seen before was a teacher responsible for school publicity, and he was looking towards them.
"Okay, okay." The photographer put away the machine.
The two people walked towards the teacher.
Behind them, the door of the football team coach's office was opened, and Li Ziqiang appeared at the door, looking at the backs of the two people without saying a word.
