Fox in the Penalty Area Chapter 49

... In that interview, I threw a question to Hu Lai: "In your football career so far, which one impressed you the most, or the most meaningful goal for you? "

I have thrown this question to almost all the strikers I interviewed.

This is actually a very formulaic question, and most of the players 'answers are indeed very formulaic-most people will choose their goal in a certain final and then lean back slightly on the sofa or chair On the backrest, with an expression that recalls the glorious moment, said with excitement or calmness: "... that is the most important goal of my life. Yes, because it brought us a championship ... … "

None of these answers has surprised me. I even got the answer while throwing this question. I know which goal they will choose because I know them well.

The meaning of this question is not really to let readers and viewers really understand the heart of a player, but only to give these stars an opportunity to relive their highlights of their careers in the media. This is a tacit agreement between the interviewer and the interviewee, and it is also a small reward for these stars to be honestly interviewed in front of the interviewer's aggressive questions.

Asked this question, you can be both host and guest.

I know that Hu Lai has a lot of goals, and some of them are very important and very beautiful. His answer should be in it. I already have some alternatives in mind, and I swear by my professionalism that his final answer should be in this one.

But what I did not expect was that the answer given by Hu Lai was completely beyond my expectations.

He told me that the most important, most meaningful and most impressive goal for him was not in the 671 career goals he had scored, but a goal that was not at all Count the goals scored in the statistics. It was not even generated in the game, but a goal in training.

This answer surprised me, I quickly asked: "A goal in training? I can't understand why you say that ..."

I still remember Hu Lai 's answer to this day, and the vivid expression on his face when he said it-I have seen expressions like this on the faces of players who recalled the highlights of their careers, but they What is said is often the key goals in those important games. Only Hu Lai, an efficient scoring machine, did not choose any of the 671 goals he had scored before finishing his career, and did not choose the alternatives in my memory, and Is to choose a goal in training.

This goal seems to be the glorious moment in his life.

He said: "Because that goal helped me open the door to a new world."

——Leimen Reini, a famous sports reporter, writes for "Football Illustrated" and other world-class media.

The excerpts from are from Hu Lai, a book of "Sagittarius", which won the "Wishy Sports Book Award".

Dongchuan Middle School Stadium, which was still very noisy, is now in a strange silence.

Almost everyone's eyes widened and their mouths opened, as if they saw something incredible and unbelievable.

Don't feel like it.

They just saw something incredible and unbelievable.

Hu Lai, the rookie that everyone knows, except Hu, who can't do anything. In the special training just now, he used a very very shocking upside down gold hook to face the joint defense of the two main back teams of the school team and shot the football into the goal guarded by the main goalkeeper of the school team.

If it is not seen with your own eyes, this is like rushing into the police station and telling the police that you have been kidnapped by a mermaid, it will only make people laugh.

Li Zhiqun, with his tongue against his teeth, was frightened by this scene, and a loud whistle came out of his mouth.

This seemed to be a horn that awakened everyone present. There were more whistles coming from all sides of the stands and the sidelines. The boys put their hands in their mouths and blew their whistle desperately. This goal burst the mood.

Girls sent cheers and screams to Yunxiao.

Everyone came alive, and there was thunderous cheers around the stadium.

"I depend !!"

"What did I see ?! What did I see ?! Barb ?! Am I right ?!"

"Awesome--!"

"This Hu Lai ... so amazing!"

Li Qingqing slaps vigorously with the brightest smile on his face.

Song Jiajia was beside her, turning her head to look around, looking at the excited boys and girls with some confusion, each of them with an excited expression on their faces.

These are the same people who once laughed at Hu Lai, enjoying Hu Lai's "performance" with a curious eye.

But now they seem to have become fans of Hu Lai.

It seems that they did not appear here to watch Hu Lai's jokes, but they spent two days waiting, waiting for this moment, waiting for Hu Lai to jump in the air and barb the goal.

He had told Hu Lai before that making ugliness and being jokes can be regarded as some kind of famous person in a certain sense. After all, isn't this the only way for people like them to want to get the most attention?

But now ... his deskmate doesn't rely on being ugly, not relying on being jokes, and actually becomes a real figure!

These people cheered for him, sending him screams and applause.

As his deskmate, Song Jiajia was very uncomfortable with today's scene.

His eyes turned around in the same place, and the carnival scene was completely taken into consideration. Finally, he fell to Li Qingqing, who was beside him. There was no joy on his face, only doubts and confusion. all of these. He thought maybe Li Qingqing could explain to himself.

The tall girl, who applauded like everyone else around her, turned her head and smiled at him: "Song Jiajia, it seems that your tablemate will not go to eat chicken with you."

In the huge cheers and applause, Hu Lai did not get up, rushed to the stands to celebrate, to accept this glory that truly belongs to him.

He was lying on the ground with his back on his back, his chest undulating violently, panting like a cow.

He actually did not confirm whether he actually scored, but he heard this cheering, he knew that he succeeded!

He passed the coach's devil training with a world wave.

the most important is--

Him!

at last!

Can be obtained!

The chance to play!

He slowly raised his arms, spread his fingers, and lifted up to the sky, as if pushing a gate very hard.

The gate was tightly closed and heavy, and it took all your energy to push it open.

Finally, when his arms were fully extended, his fingers covering his eyes were retracted, clenching into fists, which made his eyes suddenly open.

At this moment in his field of vision, the sky and clouds were burning, and a golden light swept from the direction of the sunset.

Some people in the cheering crowd noticed the wonders in the sky and couldn't help but exclaim: "Wow! What a beautiful fire!"

In a cry of excitement, Luo Kai raised his head and stared blankly at the burning red sky.

Hu Lixin had just rode outside the gate of the community where he worked. Instead of rushing in to work, he parked the electric car on the side of the road, supported by his feet, supported the faucet with both hands, and looked up to the sky.

The orange-red glow spewed from behind a row of high mountains on the horizon in front of him, and ran all the way to the eastern sky behind him.

Is like a wildfire, sweeping the sky, leaving only the crimson red wherever it sweeps.

Colleagues standing at the door of the security room, the owners outside the gate of the community, the car keeper at the roadside parking lot, the people in the street shops ... no matter what they were doing before, this time they looked up to appreciate this rare beauty, and With a sigh of exclamation.

Everyone took out their phones, pointed at the sky and clouds, and pressed the camera button.

Under this red sky, the originally tough lines on Hu Lixin's face also became much softer.

Xie Lan looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, and then used the remote control to pause the TV show being played on the TV, and got up to the kitchen.

According to past experience, it will not take long for his son to be home.

It's time for her to start cooking now, don't worry about the food getting cold. Although it can be reheated, some dishes may not taste good if they are cooked several times.

Walked into the kitchen, Xie Lan saw the red sky reflected in the small window next to the kitchen.

She leaned up, the probe looked out, and through the anti-theft bar stained with the kitchen grease, she was attracted by the scenery outside the old residential building.

Her gaze crossed the roof of the resident building with clothes and bedding on the opposite side, and extended to the distance. In the orange-red sky, under the rose-gold clouds, a group of pigeons suddenly emerged. Circling in the glow for a while, flying collectively to the western sky, drawing countless long shadows behind him.

It looks like a plane performing smoke-pulling in the festive sky, except that they pull out the shadow of the evening glow.

Seeing this scene, Xie Lan suddenly felt better, as if something good happened.

She hummed back her gaze, walked to the stove, and unscrewed the ignition **** of the gas stove.

'S buzzing sound, red and yellow flames rose up, and then quickly transformed into blue flames.

Xie Lan's eyes reflected flames, her lips were upturned, and she sat on the pan with oil. After the oil was slightly hot, she poured the bean paste that had been prepared into the pan.

In the popping popping sound, a rich scent spread in this small kitchen, and then floated out of the small window beside her, flying to the fiery red sky.

PS, so what, so far, the new world I described before was considered to be open to Hu Lai, and Hu Lai was also officially entered.

I know that there will definitely be many people complaining about the slow pace and slow progress. By now it's almost fifty chapters. Hu Lai hasn't even played an official game.

But this was originally planned, I did not intend to let the rhythm of the beginning of the story run all the way, like a wild horse to quickly transition to the professional league part.

For me, football and life scenes on the high school campus are very important. So I have to write slowly, strive to write well, and write what I want to express.

This year's beginning of the annual meeting, when I was chatting with the squid, speaking of a new book, I said that I once hesitated whether to quickly pull through the campus part with a dozen chapters like the previous novel, and directly enter the professional league. But I think about it again and again, I still do n't decide to do it, because I am writing a story of a football-loving teenager who grows into a superstar step by step, then as the birthplace of his legend, as a starting line for a thousand-mile journey to start from underneath, how can I perfume Passing?

I said to the squid, I will write the campus part seriously, and I will spend a lot of time and color to write, to describe the world and those people I want to describe. Love football, love the paranoid Hu Lai, do not let his son play football to the paranoid dad Hu Lixin, the mother who carefully maintains a balance between the son and the husband Xie Lan, willing to help others kind and lovely but also highly talented Li Qingqing, clearly Song Jiajia, the fat man who does n't like Hu Lai but does not miss every training game, has coach Li Ziqiang, genius Luo Kai ... and those who have not yet played.

Also includes the description of Huo Shaoyun, including the details of Hu Lixin saluting those owners outside the security booth, including snail powder, including the setting of the secret training base of Hu Lai ...

These people and details are the important cornerstones supporting this new world. I am depicting a world out of thin air. I want to let Hu Laigong become famous in the future, everyone will treat him as a real person, and look back to find out how this person became famous, and how his past experience has affected his current life. How did a high school teenager who loves football grow into a world-class superstar through the national high school football competition and the domestic league ...

Then everyone sees these details and stories ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ will believe that he is a real person, his success is traceable, and his story is so legendary but believable.

He was not a kind of person who didn't have a previous life and no future life, just like a sudden rocket of tens of thousands of words and dozens of chapters, and it was born. Everyone wanted to explore his past-but the author didn't write it, but his past in that world was shrouded in layers of dense fog, making it unclear and unclear.

Such a person's life is not innocent, comrades!

I said in the preface, I know that choosing to write an overhead football world is an adventure, and the results may not be too good, so I also put down my obsession with the results, or at least not in the first place. It is not like how many chapters in the beginning you want to create contradictions and conflicts, leaving suspense and attracting readers.

This time I just want to write a story and shape a world, so even if the rhythm is slow at the beginning, I insist on writing. Or as I said in the preface, I will write capriciously.

At the very least, I have been very happy to write so far. Although it is still slow, it is because I have tried my best and tried my best.

At the time of writing this chapter, I had a strong sense of accomplishment. It took nearly three thousand words for half a day, but at the end of the chapter I was very happy, as if I were standing by the window and looking outside Red and golden Jin Cancan's fire is like a cloud of joy, and wants to hum a song.

As if I had traveled from the computer to this world I had created.

This is the so-called creative passion ...

I hope you can feel my enthusiasm through my words, and I hope you will like it.

Finally, once again solemnly ask everyone for a recommendation ticket!

Thanks!

Chapter end