Hunter and Hussar

Chapter 41 Yue Yin's Diary

Saturday, August 12
The diary was broken for almost a week.I've been in a bad mood these past few days, and I have so much homework that I really can't write.

I didn't plan to write it today, so I did the test paper at home all day, and I have nothing to say.Just remember what happened yesterday.In club class, the deputy staff member said to me as soon as we met, "Reporter Yueda, do you still remember coming to the news agency? You're almost a member of the football club."I couldn't understand what she meant.The president spoke for me, and praised me for the good writing of the reports these few times.But—this word comes right after, you have to distinguish between primary and secondary.Why did you post the manuscript on the official account of the Football Club last week, and it was an original manuscript, and then handed over the manuscript to us?I said it was to let the students who didn't come to the competition see it as soon as possible.As for posting the original, it was because everyone said before the game that after scoring a goal, they would make gestures for me to take pictures. The purpose is to dedicate the goals and photos to the absent classmates.They scored the goal, and they also came up with the blessings. I posted originals on the official account of the football club to respect others.Well, the president smacked his lips, hurry up and shoot the training, if you are late, your little puppies will be distracted.

I'm a little annoyed.Indeed, this time I'm making my own decisions.It was indeed agreed before that the news agency will first publish the manuscript, and then the football club will forward it.But this time it's different, and I wrote the manuscript, isn't it my freedom to vote for anyone?I have a problem, but are they really kind enough to remind me?She usually acts like a grown-up senior, but yesterday she suddenly turned her face, and she was acting weird, and she seemed to be doing it for my own good, teaching me how to behave.You can pull it down.I want to give them a sentence from the text: "The most disgusting thing in the world is an angry face; the most indecent thing in the world is to show an angry face to others." [1]
But did I show my angry face in the diary?

Why bother with them?I hope that in a few years, when I turn to this page again, I will honestly find that I have long forgotten these unpleasant things.A lot has happened in the world these days.Life is short and fragile, I shouldn't let hostility and meanness fill my life.I just love playing with "little puppies". (Evan may be jealous when he hears this! Although he has such a good temper. Rest assured, Evan, my sister will always love you the most.) Any questions?They are very sincere, their emotions are written on their faces, and they are not hypocritical at all.

In fact, I can probably guess that the reason for their unhappiness is not just this matter.If they want to evaluate an excellent club, they must have good results.For news agencies, it is necessary to have enough high-quality original manuscripts.They wanted me to write more about other things than football.On Wednesday, I sent them a press release from Chapecoense in the WeChat group, but it has not been sent yet.Very simple, first of all they are not interested in football.Secondly, the deputy editor emphasized in a circumstantial manner in the group, "Our official account cannot post too negative manuscripts."However, what I write is the story of people all over the world commemorating the victims in various ways. Why is it "negative energy"?Death is equivalent to "negative energy", should it be covered up like an unspeakable secret?This is not right.I read a composition written by Huang Minxue, and there is a sentence in it that impressed me deeply: "Our death inspires our life. If our death is meaningless, then our life is worthless." It seems to be a quote, I think it makes sense, I have to find out who said it when I have time. [2]
When I first joined the club, everyone chose their own direction of work. I said that I wanted to follow up and report on the No. 100 Middle School football team, but the deputy boss was not happy. He said that Chinese football is so poor, what is the value of reporting?Good student who plays football?Yes, Chinese football is bad, but if no one reports it, no one will know why it is bad and what it looks like.Even if its level is very low, it is still something that our own classmates love and work hard for, and it is valuable.As the saying goes in The Little Prince, "It is the time you spend on your roses that makes your roses so precious."These obscure yet deeply committed stories need to be recorded.Only by letting everyone know what campus football looks like will more people get involved, whether as players or spectators.Such a little bit of accumulation can improve the football atmosphere and technical level in our country.Is it great to think highly of yourself and laugh at other people's dreams? Football was not the only thing that failed in China [-] years ago. If everyone felt that there was no hope at that time, wouldn't they just sit and wait for destruction?
"May the young people in China get rid of the air-conditioning, just go up, and don't have to listen to the words of those who give up on themselves. Those who can do things do things, and those who can make a sound. If there is a little heat and a little light, it will be like a firefly, and it can also shine a little in the dark. There is no need to wait for the torch for light. If there is no torch after that: I am the only light." I am quoting this passage from Mr. Lu Xun here, and I believe there are countless lights. [3]
When they arrived at the playground, they just finished warming up, and Teacher Wang was speaking. "I think everyone knows what happened in football recently. Before the start of the game on Sunday, we will have a brief silence ceremony. Everyone knows what to do. Just like the public memorial day, keep it serious and mourn the victims. 1 minute. Although we are strangers to them and are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, we are all people who breathe and run on the green field. I believe that this weekend, in Europe and America, in Africa, in our China, in Asia or the Pacific On any island, in any corner of the world, people who love football will mourn for the victims before the game. All of us are connected, regardless of country, nationality, language, life and football It is our common language. I also hope that everyone can show their best form in Sunday's game, not only to use a victory to secure the first place in the group, but also to use a victory to prove our love for this sport .Death can't stop our longing for football and life..." As she spoke, she found that I was standing beside her, so she turned to greet me, "Yue Yin, you are here. You are not here , I always feel that something is missing. By the way, I will trouble you to broadcast the ceremony of silence on Sunday, so that the players and the audience can know..."

I said, guaranteed to get the job done.

It can be seen that everyone is practicing very seriously.Before get out of class ended, Teacher Wang gathered everyone together again and asked us to wear more clothes on Sunday.It's December, and the cold wind is blowing through. Don't catch a cold on the field.Especially you, Ke Ke, who are alone in front of the door, and you can jog in place if it’s cold.Everyone laughed, this is the first time today.Ke Ke scratched his head and said he knew. Mi Le grabbed him and asked him where the scarf was, so it wouldn't be lost.Ke Ke said how is it possible, it has been placed next to the pillow.The relationship is really good.Thinking about it carefully, the teacher is announcing that Ke Ke will return to the starting lineup on Sunday.Taotao and Mi Le are also back.I saw that Taotao thanked Huang Minxue after class, because Xuexue gave him the recording of English phonetic symbols, which is said to be very standard.Our team has a great atmosphere, like a big family.I like these people.

Sunday, January 12
Today is the final battle of the group stage.Before leaving home at noon, I saw the sports news that the South American Football Association has confirmed that it will award the Champion of the South American Cup to the Chapecoense team.Turned on the mobile phone to check Weibo, and found a cartoon, the corners of my eyes got wet just looking at it.The dead players stood in a row on the clouds, with white-haired gods and angels with white wings in front of them.They put the halo of heaven on the players like presenting awards to the champions.The expressions of the players were neither excited nor sad, they looked at the golden circle above their heads curiously, as if they were still unfamiliar with this new world.

It's good to be alive.It is really a blessing to be able to breathe the fresh air and watch everyone running on the football field.On the way to school, I saw a figure flashing past the foggy car window, a leaf swaying in the wind and crumbling, and the kites and balloons sold at the gate of the park trying to float, they are so cute . "No matter how gloomy it is in this incomprehensible world, the world is still beautiful." I wish the players who had halos on their heads could see it from the sky. [4]
Teacher Wang announced today's starting list.As I expected, Ke Ke was the starting goalkeeper.The three defenders are He Mingming, Ye Ruiyang and Zhang Taotao.Li Baichuan single back waist.The three attackers in the frontcourt are Mu Zheng, Huang Minxue and Yan Xi.We used this lineup when we played friendly matches against foreign schools, all of them were first-year junior high school students.The intention of using the game as a substitute for training is obvious. This game is not very stressful, and it really should give the first-year junior high school students a little more chance.

What I am most concerned about is the attribution of the captain's armband.Team Kuang and Senior Yikong are both absent, who will be the field captain?The first choice must be Mu Zheng, good at the game and super polite, who doesn't like such a teammate?If it wasn't for him, it would have been Keke. He had worn the captain's armband once before, and I don't think it was just because it was his birthday that day.It is also common for goalkeepers to be captains.Ke Ke played three games as a goalkeeper. He didn't concede a goal in 180 minutes, which is equivalent to two clean sheets in an adult game, and he even saved a penalty.Members of our entire defense line trust him.I read all the reports and press releases of the Mayor's Cup. He is the only freshman goalkeeper who has kept a clean sheet. Maybe he can continue this record today.Ke Ke's personality is not so prominent, and he rarely shouts to command the defense line.It would be great if he had a bit more aura, like Neuer or Buffon.

Besides the two of them, I think Mingming and Ye Ruiyang also have a little chance.Teacher Wang quickly made a decision and asked Kuang Hao to hand over the captain's armband to Mu Zheng.I guess well.

"All audience please stand up and observe a minute's silence for the victims of the November 11 air crash."

Through the glass window of the broadcasting room, I saw the students from the No. 1 Middle School and the experiment standing in a row facing the stands.Serious moment.Putting down the microphone, I hung my head silently in the broadcasting room alone, counting the time in my heart.Teacher Wang asked me to notify everyone to end the silence in one minute.I didn't open my mouth when I counted to 60, but continued to count until I got to 75, and there were 75 victims.

In hindsight, I made my own way again.Naturally, I also received the price of self-assertion: staying alone in the broadcasting room, feeling the loneliness and panic climbing on me.The counting of this second by second is extremely long, so long that when I counted, I realized that life is constantly passing by.And it was so short, so short that I counted a number, and it disappeared without looking back.Suddenly I realized that my life is also flowing away bit by bit, while the teachers and classmates outside the door, the audience in the stands, and everyone, every bird, every plant and every tree in this world, All life is slowly crawling towards the end together.

I don't know where that end is, I'm afraid of it, I hope it comes later.

"After the silence, thank you all. May the players of the two teams contribute a wonderful game today." After saying this, I couldn't wait to put down the microphone.I had to go back to the sidelines and watch people.It's too cold to be alone in the room.

When I ran out of the broadcasting room, it seemed like a world away. Under the unclear sunlight, I suspected that I was someone who came back from another world.Players from both teams have lined up on the field.Looking back at the stands, apart from a few old faces, there were not many spectators. It's December, and even the sun is cold in the harsh winter.Although there are few of us, the light and heat from everyone wakes me up.What Mr. Wang said is right, life and football are the same language.Back with everyone, death has become a suspicious thing.

Experimental Middle School kicked off first.A whistle blew, and they took a long-range lob from midfield as usual.Their precision and accuracy this time were significantly improved compared to the previous confrontation. Fortunately, Ke Ke was concentrated and lifted the ball out of the crossbar with one palm.Well done.He stood up and directed his teammates to defend the corner kick, and the white scarf looked very warm.Miller must be very pleased that he put it on.

The corner kick was not a threat. Ke Ke single-handedly punched the ball, and the second point was firmly held by Mu Zheng outside the penalty area.A cross pass was passed to Yan Xi, and the little man launched an excellent counterattack.In the end, Zhang Taotao assisted Mu Zheng to score in the inverted triangle, which was exactly the same as the goal in the first round.This is Mu Zheng's fifth goal. He will definitely be the top scorer in the Mayor's Cup this year.It would have been nice if he hadn't missed a penalty kick against Beichuan.

After he scored a goal, he pointed his hands high at the vast sky, obviously wanting to dedicate the goal to the distant dead.

We didn't have to wait long for the second goal. Taotao stole the ball in the backcourt, then led all the way into the penalty area, and chose to shoot directly against the central defender.The speed of the ball was not too fast. It hit the opponent's defender's toe, and there was a slight change of line, which affected the goalkeeper's judgment.The ball rolled into the far corner and Tao Tao scored his first goal.He ran to the sidelines, made a heart gesture with both hands, and showed it to the coaches, teammates, the audience in turn, and of course me holding the camera.I'm really happy for him, if I didn't have to take pictures, I would also like to celebrate his goals with everyone.

Not long after putting down the camera, Yan Xi was brought down by the opponent's defender in the penalty area.An obvious foul, the referee pointed to the penalty spot without any hesitation.As the captain, Mu Zheng pulled Yan Xi up and handed him the ball, obviously giving the chance to take the penalty kick to No. 14 who made the penalty kick.But the little guy shook his head, walked up to Huang Minxue with the ball in his arms, and gave him the ball solemnly.Mu Zheng wanted his striker partner to also score a goal, but Yan Xi was not greedy for merit, and seriously gave the penalty kick to the most stable student.After watching so many training sessions, Xuexue's penalty kick rate is indeed the highest among the first-year junior high school students.Whether it's Mu Zheng or Yan Xi, they've all suffered in front of Ke Ke during training.It just happened that Xuexue's penalty kicks always made our cute little goalkeeper return in vain.Xuexue shoots in a variety of ways, from unpretentious pushes to dead corners, powerful and miraculous high shots, sometimes skillful spoon penalties (like Zidane!), and sometimes playing psychologically with the goalkeeper war.You never know how his next penalty will go.

Xuexue placed the ball firmly on the penalty spot, took a few steps back, and grinned at the goalkeeper of the Experimental Middle School.The opponent opened his arms and waved them up and down, trying to put pressure on him.He started running normally, at a slow and uniform speed, and just before he touched the ball, he hopped lightly like a nimble little rabbit. The goalkeeper of the experiment was shaken by this rhythm change, and subconsciously thought that he was going to shoot, so he jumped up first. To the left of the goal.Just a split second after his body started to move, Xue Xue coherently and deftly hit the ball in the opposite direction.The ball was not fast, but it got into the net firmly.A wonderful little jump shot, elegant and quick.Xuexue, who scored the goal, turned around and hugged Yan Xi, thanking him for creating this penalty opportunity, and then pointed his hands to the sky like Mu Zheng.Suddenly, he found that his arms were wrapped in black gauze, fluttering in the wind.

Every one of our players is great.

We scored our fourth goal towards the end of the half.A free kick from the wing, Huang Minxue drove it towards the middle of the penalty area, He Mingming jumped high in the crowd, and headed out a very high-quality header.The ball almost didn't fall into the net of the experimental middle school, and the goalkeeper couldn't do anything about it.If our offense today has the help of God, there will be many people who scored the first goal.Everyone surrounded Mingming, stroking his head, as if they wanted some happiness or luck—although some people might have to touch their feet to get it.As for me, I just need to record this moment from the sidelines.

Although in the football world, our goals are so insignificant, like a speck of dust, it doesn't matter to anyone but us.But it is precious, like the golden life, shining brightly.

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[1] Quoted from Hu Shi's "My Mother".

[2] Quoted from Octavio Paz's "Halloween, Day of the Dead", found in the collection of essays "The Labyrinth of Solitude".Octavio Paz (1914-1998), Mexican poet and essayist.Born in Mexico City.Paz's creations integrate Latin American native culture and Spanish-language literary traditions, inheriting the metaphysical pursuit of European modernism and the belief in using language to create a realm of freedom. In 1990, he won the Nobel Prize in Literature for "his works are full of passion, broad-mindedness, permeated with perceptual wisdom and embody perfect humanitarianism".

[3] Quoted from Lu Xun's Sui Gan Lu 41.

[4] Citing Bunin.Ivan Alexevich Bunin (1870-1953), Russian writer and poet.His main works include poetry collection "Falling Leaves", short stories "Antonov's Apple", "Pine Tree", "New Road", novellas "Country", "Mitya's Love", etc.Bunin was born in a declining aristocratic family. After meeting Gorky in 1899, he joined the Knowledge Publishing House.His prose is lifelike, concise and vivid.After the October Revolution, he went into exile abroad and mainly wrote lyrical memoirs about his youth while living in France. In 1933, he was the first Russian writer to win the Nobel Prize for Literature.

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