Fox in the Penalty Area

Chapter 4 The Retirement Ceremony of Dongchuan Middle School

Fox in the Restricted Area Volume 4 Chapter 4 Dongchuan Middle School Retirement Ceremony Xiong Jiahui stood among his teammates and looked at the twenty or so people opposite them with envious eyes.

Among the twenty or so people, there are five people standing in the front c position. They are the focus of all eyes.

Looking at the five of them, Xiong Jiahui couldn't help thinking:

When will I be able to stand in front of everyone like the seniors and bid farewell to everyone!

Xiong Jiahui was definitely not the only one who had the same thoughts and eyes as Xiong Jiahui. The 105 players of the Dongchuan Middle School football team standing with him all looked at the five people standing opposite them with the same eyes.

Outside of them, in the stands of the Dongchuan Middle School football field, there were many other people who were also present to witness this moment.

There are both students of Dongchuan Middle School and people outside the school who come in through the side door, including residents who live nearby, as well as fans of Dongchuan Middle School.

Many of them got the news in advance and came here on a special trip. Because this scene has a very special meaning.

This is the annual resignation ceremony for the Dongchuan Middle School football team.

In the stands, a middle-aged man sighed with joy.

Someone nearby sighed,

Middle-aged people do not feel sorry,

The people next to him simply chatted with the uncle,

In the corner of the main stand, there was a white-haired old man sitting in the first row of seats, watching the dense crowd on the field below with a smile on his face.

It's like an old farmer who has worked hard for a year looking at his harvested rice fields. The rice was bent over by the golden ears of rice, hanging down and swaying gently in the wind.

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Li Ziqiang who stood aside said.

Huang Changyu stood up from the crowd and said loudly:

After pausing here, Huang Changyu continued:

"Although we have tried our best in this national competition, it is a pity that we did not win the national championship. As the captain, I still feel very sorry for everyone's trust... But I hope that everyone can regard this as a continuous struggle goals and motivation. I believe that the Dongchuan Middle School football team will eventually have

One day, I will stand on the championship podium of the national competition! Thank you, thank you, being able to play football with you is the most precious wealth of our three years of high school! "

Then Huang Changyu took the lead to bow to the teammates in front of him, and behind him, the 21 players who had confirmed to leave the team followed him and bowed to their former teammates.

After getting up, Huang Changyu turned to Li Ziqiang again, and the others followed suit.

They bowed together to Li Ziqiang and the coaches behind him, and thanked the coaches for their training.

From Li Ziqiang down, all the coaches of the coaching team accepted it calmly. The onlookers in the stands applauded one after another.

Xiong Jiahui stood among his teammates and couldn't help turning his eyes to the stands.

Looking at the crowd who waved and cheered, there were his classmates, and there were also adults who were old enough to be his father's generation.

Something was brewing in his chest, and he took a deep breath and his nostrils became much bigger.

I hope that on the day I leave the team, there will be so many people cheering for me! Hope I can make them proud of me too!

I hope I can also hang my name on the banner outside the school gate!

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Still that office.

Although the size of the Dongchuan Middle School football team has expanded several times compared to four years ago, the coaching team has also expanded several times.

But the office of head coach Li Ziqiang is still the small room under the main stand of the stadium.

Lin Xueyi was sitting on a stool, watching the photographer take empty shots of this office.

The camera focused on the national team jerseys on the wall.

After shooting the empty shots, the photographer set up the camera on a tripod, and the lights on the scene were also turned on to provide sufficient lighting.

Li Ziqiang sat behind his desk, ready to be interviewed by Lin Xueyi.

This is the last part of the documentary filmed by "Goal" for the Dongchuan Middle School football team.

They have been filming with the team since before the national competition, completely recording the Dongchuan Middle School football team's journey to the national competition finals again after thirteen years, and the documentary is still short of the last ending.

Now the retirement ceremony of the Dongchuan Middle School football team will be the end of this documentary.

Facing Lin Xueyi's praise and flattery, Li Ziqiang shook his head:

Li Ziqiang said with a smile.

Lin Xueyi said.

Lin Xueyi followed this topic and asked:

Li Ziqiang nodded: "Yes, although it is not the whole reason, it is indeed a very important factor. Our old principal thinks that we should keep the football team of Dongchuan Middle School in Andong Province.

, As well as national competitiveness, junior high school is very important. Otherwise, the little sapling that Lao Hu worked so hard to cultivate in elementary school was ruined in the three years of junior high school, and it would never reach me. "

Lin Xueyi smiled:

Li Ziqiang also laughed:

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The final interview ended in a peaceful and relaxed atmosphere.

The filming team of "Goal" packed up their things, bid farewell to Li Ziqiang, and left Dongchuan Middle School.

Walking out of the main entrance, Lin Xueyi looked back at the gate of Dongchuan Middle School and the banners and slogans hanging above the gate and on the left and right, and couldn't help laughing.

He remembered a hot event on the Internet the year before last.

Someone—someone who probably didn't pay much attention to youth football, or even football—made a short video.

Just standing at my current perspective, shooting the densely packed banners hanging at the gate of Dongchuan Middle School.

Shooting and criticizing:

Then I sent it to the short video platform.

At the beginning, it really caused some follow-up criticism from short video users who didn't know the truth, or who didn't pay attention to football at all like video bloggers.

In the comments of these people, Dongchuan Middle School has become a garbage school that consumes the reputation of its graduates and forcibly puts gold on its own face.

In fact, this short video itself does not have much influence, because this video blogger is not an Internet celebrity, and his fans are less than a thousand. After it was posted, it did not immediately attract the attention of other fans.

It wasn't until two days later that this video was discovered by a certain fan, and it was forwarded to the entire network for criticism just like a treasure was discovered.

Then it attracted more fans to condemn and ridicule this video.

There are also fans who made videos to fight back against the video blogger. It is also a kind of popular science, telling those who don’t know how awesome Dongchuan Middle School is. What kind of existence.

Those banners and slogans are not bragging, they are just stating the facts.

An ordinary full-time high school has produced four international players and two superstars, that's how amazing it is.

Do you think it's bragging?

That is because your structure is too small and you know too little about Dongchuan Middle School.

You ridicule Dongchuan Middle School for putting gold on your face, and everyone laughs at you for being ignorant and fearless like a bully.

There are more and more people participating in ridicule, ridicule and reliability, and there are also various second and third creations.

Dongchuan Middle School was so inexplicably out of the circle, even those who didn't watch or understand football knew the name and deeds frequently from various channels during that time.

Even the central media officials followed suit, telling everyone that there is such a powerful national football demonstration high school in China.

Some people want to ask why other football model high schools are not as good as Dongchuan Middle School?

Who told Dongchuan Middle School to have a different old principal?

It was he who picked up the long-lost glory of Dongchuan Middle School~www.readwn.com~, wiped off the dust, and hung the plaque outside the main entrance of the school.

As the old principal who single-handedly restored the school's glorious tradition, what's wrong with showing off? Hanging banners in front of the door has become a symbol and tradition of Dongchuan Middle School.

Lin Xueyi suddenly said:

"Huh? Make it up? Didn't we shoot when we came here?

? "The photographer was surprised.

Lin Xueyi pointed to the sky behind the school gate, where there was still the afterglow of the setting sun, and the sky was full of sunset:

The setting sun was reflected on the window glass of the residential building opposite the school gate, and the golden light was reflected, shining on the densely packed banners like prayer flags in front of Dongchuan Middle School, like spotlights on the stage.

There was a wind blowing, and the banners rattled.

In Dongchuan at the end of March, the chill accumulated over the winter has faded away, and spring comes with the gentle evening breeze.

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Ps, I made a mistake in the automatic setting of the single chapter yesterday, and set it to charge, which has been covered by the third chapter, so today I will start from the fourth chapter.

It was originally said that the two changes started today, but in fact the two changes started yesterday.

But I dare not promise everyone that there will be two updates every day in the future.

I can only say that if there is a guarantee that there is a manuscript, there will be two updates every day, but if there are difficulties, problems, or other delays in the process of coding, so that the village is lost, it is still possible to update once , or even broken.

In short, I will try to maintain this rhythm. Previous Chapter Contents Bookmarks Next Chapter