Lin Yi quickly hid in the dormitory, holding the door behind his back and panting heavily. He was both nervous and a little bit excited that he had not seen for a long time.
He turned his head and looked at the door. His previous experience of making love came back to his mind, and he quickly turned off the light switch in the bedroom.
The old man downstairs will definitely run out to take a look. You can't let him follow the light to locate you.
Otherwise, disciplinary points will be deducted for making loud noises.
Lin Yi suddenly realized that this reason for worry was a bit funny: when working as a worker, he was only afraid of having his money deducted. When had he ever been afraid of deducting points?
He is still slowly accepting this fact.
Standing in the darkness, he gradually recalled what happened that day:
Principal Gu allowed his students to watch the opening game of the World Cup in South Africa in the classroom, saying that he wanted to feel the influence of football culture and appreciate the charm of sports.
The year before, they had been shown the most popular disaster movie "2012" at the time.
The visual effects of Hollywood blockbusters of that era were indeed stunning, unlike later superhero matryoshka movies that couldn't bring up the adrenaline at all.
Lin Yi thought about it and impulsively left a message on the Internet: What nonsense doomsday predictions of the Mayan civilization? Nothing happened in 2012.
However, he has no interest in being a prophet, nor does he want to be sent to a laboratory for slice research.
And it’s not accurate to say that.
Although the world was stable and normal, they took the college entrance examination that year.
Thinking of this, Lin Yicai switched his thoughts back to the present.
The first year of high school, what is the first year of high school like?
The summer is very long and the sun is very hot. Teenagers in school uniforms are playing basketball on the plastic court. Because the space is limited, they can only play half a game. It is so hot that they are sweating all over...
Thinking of basketball, his roommates were not in the dormitory when he woke up and must have gone down long ago.
Lao Lu didn't want to miss the game, so he woke him up and left first. Normally he wouldn't leave him so unfaithfully.
He thought for a while that he should go to the classroom and take a look.
After dressing himself neatly in the dark, he looked back at the door number when he walked out of the dormitory.
It is the familiar "AS601".
When Lin walked out of the dormitory door, he was a little worried about being stopped by the uncle and questioning him about what he had just shouted upstairs.
Unexpectedly, the small window in the reception room facing the dormitory door was not opened, and Shakira's African-style singing voice came from the crack in the window:
“Waka Waka eh eh…”
“This time for Africa!”
It seems that the uncle’s thoughts have also flown to Johannesburg.
…
A few minutes later, Lin Yi appeared at the back door of Class 414, looking hesitantly inside, looking for an empty seat.
He couldn't remember where he should be sitting now.
The lights were turned off in the classroom, except for the bright light of the TV in the front left corner, which indicated that the game had officially begun.
Fortunately, a large figure at the back of the classroom spotted him, waved to him, and pointed to the seat next to him.
He touched his nose and thought that Old Xiong's figure was so eye-catching that he could recognize it just by looking at its outline.
Lin Yi can sit at the same table as Lao Xiong, so he is certainly not short.
He started growing rapidly in junior high school, and by the time he was a freshman or sophomore in high school, he basically stopped growing taller, and finally stabilized at 183.
There are other people in the class who are about the same height as him, but they are rare in the same grade as Lao Xiong.
He raised his hand in response, and then walked over there.
The last row by the window is indeed the main seat.
Behind the seats is a cabinet air conditioner and water dispenser.
"What are you doing?" Old Xiong asked casually, still staring at the game on TV.
"Slept." He said nonchalantly.
He scanned the entire classroom and found a few empty seats here and there. In all group activities, there would always be a few absent.
For most students, watching the World Cup is still a novel experience, and it is still in the classroom where classes are usually held, and everyone is fully focused.
Many girls hold snacks in their hands and eat them while watching, and from time to time they share with the classmates next to them: "Do you want this to be delicious?"
Boys are simpler and can only bring a bottle of Coke. They are not so bold as to drink openly in the classroom.
In the first half of the game, the goal of the host South Africa team was repeatedly damaged by the visiting Mexico team and was crumbling.
It was finally broken in the 37th minute, but the linesman raised the flag to indicate offside and the goal was invalidated.
Lin Yi was not as focused as others. He had known that the game would end at 1:1, and neither team was a big name.
The first half passed quickly, and both teams were scoreless.
The students who had been sitting for a class began to stretch their arms and legs, and some left their seats to get or put out water.
The boy sitting in front of Lao Xiong turned around, resting his elbows on the front and back tables respectively, and said something obscene as a habit:
"Damn it, what the hell is South Africa doing? It looks like I'm going to lose my 200 yuan."
This boy looked familiar to Lin Yi, but he couldn't remember his name at the moment. He had an impression of his habit of swearing. Although it was unpleasant, he was not really swearing.
The old bear didn't take it seriously: "Did you buy South Africa?"
"Host, where can I put my face if I don't win the first game?"
He may have thought about the situation of the game just now and felt that it was likely to be in vain, and added: "But I just bought some to test the water. The championship has to go to Germany."
The bad-mouthed guy has a good eye, but Germany finally defeated Uruguay and took third place.
Lin Yi suddenly felt something in his heart.
"I think Argentina is quite strong, after all, they have Messi."
Lao Xiong is a typical layman who only knows a few big-name players. If he didn't know the results in advance, Lin Yi would be at this level.
The strange thing is that many girls who don't usually watch football also support the Argentina team. In terms of appearance in the football world, there are many people who are more handsome than Messi.
Lin Yi irresponsibly guessed that maybe he looked like a "lecher" by pursuing Ronaldo.
The dirty-talking brother dismissed it: "What about Portugal and Ronaldo? It's useless? Football depends on the overall strength."
"Lin Yi, which one do you like most?"
"Spain, of course."
The dirty-talking brother found a little feeling of sympathy and waved his hand:
"Lin Yi is quite discerning. Although Spain is very strong, its passing style of football is too boring and not entertaining at all."
"I still prefer the German team's offensive football, which is full of energy and joy, and it's a joy to win..."
Lin Yi’s friendly reminder: “Germany lost to Spain in the 2008 European Cup final.”
When some things happen, neither the parties involved nor the bystanders feel special, until many years later, they are sung into history.
The 2008 European Cup, the 2010 World Cup, and the 2012 European Cup were the golden era of Spanish football dominance.
"So this year's champion is likely to be between Germany and Spain, but it's still unclear who will win..."
Dirty Brother is indeed prescient. Many people believe that the semi-final between Germany and Spain is the real "championship match" of the World Cup in South Africa.
It's a pity that Lin Yi didn't plan to continue talking to him, his mind had already drifted to the sky...
This is the first World Cup he has followed, and the wins and losses in key matches and even the scores are somewhat impressive.
You have to recall it carefully to make sure you have a clue.