狭路 　　作者： 长洱 　　简介： 　　林晚星硕士生涯晚期遭遇意外，被迫回到家乡高中工作。 　　她曾就读于永川大学王牌心理学专业，却接手了学校最清闲的体育器材室。 　　上岗后，林晚星接连遇到怪事。 　　“免费借球一百次卡”“解谜烟盒”“藏宝图”…… 　　学校曾有一个足球队，有人通过各种“小线索”，试图将那些“球队差生”交到她手中。 　　一切看起来都是人为的精心安排，但她就是不知道，租住爷爷奶奶家顶楼的那位教练先生，到底是什么情况… 　　* 　　林晚星×王法 青春故事
Narrow Road Author: Chang Er Introduction: Lin Wanxing suffered an accident late in her master's career and was forced to return to her hometown to work in a high school.　　She studied at Yongchuan University, majoring in psychology, but took over the school's most leisurely sports equipment room.　　After taking up the post, Lin Wanxing encountered strange things one after another.　　"Free Ball Borrowing Cards 100 Times", "Puzzle Cigarette Case", "Treasure Map", ...... 　　There used to be a football team in the school, and some people tried to get those "bad team students" into her hands through various "small clues".　　Everything seems to be artificially arranged, but she just doesn't know what the situation is with the coach who rented the top floor of her grandparents' house... * Lin Wanxing× Wang Fa Youth Story

　　内容标签： 竞技， 成长， 校园，现代 　　搜索关键字：主角：林晚星 ┃ 配角：王法 ┃ 其它： 　　一句话简介：既见狭路，幸得光明 　　立意：关于勇气
Content Tags: Competition, Growth, Campus, Modern Search Keywords: Protagonist: Lin Wanxing ┃ Supporting Role: Wang Fa ┃ Others: Introduction: Seeing the narrow road, fortunately getting the light Idea: About courage

第1章 入职 　　“林晚星同学，本来，以你的专业要来我们市八中实习，是有困难的。” 　　“毕竟你是学心理学的，落实在我们具体教育工作里，岗位很少。” 　　“不过我和老陈认识很多年了，他打过招呼，我考虑了下，有个工作岗位工作轻松，适合你们女孩子。你先等一会儿，等下有老师带你过去。” 　　赭红色旧木门吱呀一声推开，眼前是一处晦暗的仓库。副校长带着茶和烟味的话，好像还在耳边回荡。 　　林晚星又退回半步，不可思议地望着门框右上角的牌子。 　　“这里就是体育器材室了。” 　　带她来岗位的后勤老师这么说。 　　后勤老师走入器材室，挎在他手里的钥匙串叮铛作响。 　　空间压抑，阳光也变得缓慢，仿佛要很长时间，才能从器材室尽头的窗户透入。 　　灰尘在空气飞舞，屋子里层架林立，直到空间尽头。 　　林晚星迟疑片刻，也跟着走了进去。 　　架子上面是各种或新或旧的运动器材。跳绳、破篮网、瘪气的篮球和断了的球拍……它们全部都褪去最鲜艳的颜色，相互堆叠，仿佛什么奇异纠葛的空间。 　　林晚星一时沉浸于其中，对目前的一切都感到不可思议。 　　直到后勤老师的声音打破宁静。 　　“小姑娘运气真好，之前管器材的老师正好退休，所以有这么个空位给你。” 　　后勤老师指着墙面上一张泛黄卷边的公告，不由分说地讲道：“墙上是借还须知，要严格按章办事。” 　　他又走到屋子唯一的办公桌边，开始翻箱倒柜。 　　很快，他找出一本厚厚的簿册，重重拍在桌上：“这是库存清单，按照清单，每个月检查一遍大型器材，每季度要核对一次库存，有缺损和维修，写好计划，后勤例会上提交。” 　　林晚星从墙跟前赶到桌边，还没来得及翻开簿册，又听男老师拖长调子：“而这项工作最简单的一点是，没有体育老师同意，原则上不外借任何器材，毕竟学生很容易借了东西不还。也就是说……” 　　“不用管学生，只需要服务好体育老师就行。” 　　后勤老师露出孺子可教的目光，把手里那一大串叮铃当啷的钥匙递了过来。 　　林晚星接过那串沉甸甸的钥匙，听他说 　　“这里就交给你了。” 　　打开窗，新鲜空气涌入沉闷的器材室。 　　林晚星双手撑在窗框上，向外望去。 　　窗外是操场，正是上课时间，操场上空无一人。阳光下草坪湿润，柳树随风摇摆，一切都显得清闲静谧。 　　她在窗口吹了会儿风，窗上有截脱落的黄胶条，在她脸旁飘来飘去。 　　过了会儿，林晚星才对现在的状况有了那么点真实感觉。 　　现在，她已经从永川回到了宏景老家。不仅在市里末流的高中找到了一份实习工作，还被分派到了一个非常清闲的岗位上。 　　一切好像都和她曾经预想的生活完全不同，但…… 　　林晚星回头眯起眼，看着满屋子蒙尘的器材。 　　好像这份工作还挺有挑战性？ 　　整理桌子、找抹布、找水盆…… 　　林晚星在器材室里转了一大圈，甚至在角落发现一大团小彩旗，却没找到任何打扫工具。 　　满室灰尘浮动，她实在没有办法，只能揣着一大串钥匙出门。 　　学校小卖部阿姨人很好，得知她是新来的实习老师，告诉她抹布拖把都可以去总务处领取，不用自己掏钱购买。 　　林晚星又在办公楼转了一圈，拿着领来的拖把扫帚和水盆，回到器材室门口。 　　打开门，风穿堂而过，灰尘再度扬起。 　　林晚星被风沙迷眼，她揉了揉眼睛。然后，她看到了一个跨坐在窗框上的少年人。 　　少年精瘦且黑、剃板寸，眼睛狭长，这个长相本来有些凶悍。但少年此刻满脸呆滞，像是完全没想到器材室有人，完全中和了他的阴郁长相。 　　林晚星大概明白窗户上被胶带封起的破洞是怎么回事。 　　不过她假装没看到这个想偷跑进器材室的学生，而是自顾自拿起扫把和水盆，把东西放在办公桌边，开始着手整理桌上的垃圾。 　　废纸团、旧报纸、黑乎乎的烟灰缸，林晚星还翻到半包发黄的茶叶。 　　她抖开垃圾袋。 　　“喂！”少年的喊声响起。 　　“有什么事吗？”林晚星问。 　　“……你在这里干嘛？”少年找了个最模棱两可的问题。 　　“打扫卫生啊。”她说。 　　少年从头到脚看了她几遍，最后像相信她的回答，说：“那你弄干净点。” 　　他说完，转头往层架那走。 　　他熟门熟路走到球类区，从筐里捞出一个足球，单肩披着校服，大摇大摆，准备从正门离开。 　　看着少年旁若无人的样子，林晚星笑了：“这位同学~” 　　“干嘛？” 　　“你借足球，不需要和老师说一声吗？” 　　“关你屁事。” 　　“但是老师问起来怎么办？” 　　“烦死了，你自己没穿校服被罚打扫卫生，还想跟老师打小报告？” 　　林晚星愣了下，看着窗户里自己模糊的倒影，突然心情大好。 　　“我没有想跟老师打报告。”她说。 　　“那你想干嘛？” 　　“因为，我就是老师呀。”林晚星笑了起来。 　　“啪嗒”一下，少年手里的足球掉在地上。 　　他张大嘴，半晌才回神，然后面色阴晴不定，一脸怪自己眼瞎的憋屈模样。 　　“来，坐坐坐。”林晚星完全没在意现在是上课时间，她热情地拖了张凳子，摆在办公桌前，自己则在后面坐下。 　　碍于她是老师，少年很勉强地在板凳上坐了下来，还不忘捡起刚“借”出去的足球，搂在怀里。 　　“……你真是老师？”少年仍很怀疑地问。 　　“对啊，我新来的，目前管器材室。” 　　“管体育器材，那老师你是练什么的？” 　　“举重。”林晚星说。 　　“你在逗我吧？” 　　“你知道就好，别戳穿。”林晚星笑。 　　少年噌地站起来。 　　“别生气。”林晚星招招手，缓和地说道，“我呢，因为家里有关系，所以刚来实习，就被派到这个轻松愉快的岗位上，管器材。”她仰头，“这是实话，我没骗你。” 　　少年还是站着，背对她，却没有走。 　　林晚星看着他手里的足球，问：“那么，现在我们回到刚才的第一个问题，你有什么事吗？” 　　“我来借器材，敲门发现没人，所以爬窗进来了。”少年吞吞吐吐地回答。 　　如果不是刚才后勤老师嘱咐器材不单独外借学生，林晚星大概咿嘩会相信少年的说法。 　　但她也并不准备立刻戳穿他，而是打开了厚厚的器材借还册，反向推到少年面前，摆了支笔在旁边。 　　借还册上一共4个栏目：借用器材名称，借用人班级姓名，体育教师签字，归还签字。 　　少年愣了下，随后拿起笔，填了“足球”“高三五班”“秦敖”三项。 　　林晚星注意到，他在写班级和姓名前停顿了下，似乎还需要思考自己是谁。 　　少年放下笔。 　　林晚星指着教师签字那栏：“这个呢。” 　　“你签啊！” 　　“这里要体育教师签字，哪位老师让你来借的？”林晚星抬头，直视少年的眼睛。 　　这下，少年又有点恼羞成怒：“你烦不烦，不借拉倒！” 　　他扔下足球就想走，林晚星并没有叫住他。 　　一、二、三…… 　　少年还没跑出三步，又折转回来。 　　“艹。”他爆了句粗口，从口袋里掏出一样东西，豁出去似地用力拍在桌上问，“那这个有用没？” 　　林晚星低头，桌上是一张自制卡片。 　　卡片是手写字体，上面水彩笔画了100个横平竖直的格子。有些格子里画着花纹，四角还贴着小红花。比起高中生会拿出来的东西，它更像是小学低年级孩子上课无聊自制的玩具。 　　最亮眼的是，这张卡上写着一行很有意思的字《免费外借足球器材100次》卡。 　　林晚星忽然觉得自己这份工作有趣了起来。 　　她笑盈盈地抬头看着少年人：“就这？” 　　“艹，就知道有人耍老子。”少年满脸羞愤，抢过自制外借卡，就想跑路。 　　林晚星却抢先一步拍在桌上，阻止少年想抽卡走人的动作。 　　“就这也可以啊，足球借你了。”她很干脆地说。 　　少年顿时僵住，不可置信地看着她：“你说……什么？” 　　“我说，这张卡可以用，足球借你了。” 　　“这、不是……真的吗，那字谁签？” 　　林晚星说没说话。她拿起笔，在“体育老师签字”那栏上，写下了自己的名字。 　　她放下笔，少年还呆立原地。 　　过了会儿，少年指了指地上的足球：“那我可以走了？” 　　“恩，再见。” 　　少年有点恍惚，他同手同脚地走向足球，弯腰捡起球，然后偷偷回头，瞥她一眼。 　　像怕她反悔似的，他突然抱起足球就跑，并很快就没了影子。 　　屋子里再度安静下来。 　　漂浮在空气中的灰尘也悄悄落下了。 　　林晚星看着办公桌上那张《免费外借足球器材100次》，若有所思。
Chapter 1 Entry "Lin Wanxing, originally, it was difficult for you to come to our city's No. 8 Middle School for an internship with your major." 　　"After all, you are studying psychology, and there are very few positions in our specific education work." 　　"But I've known Lao Chen for many years, he said hello, I thought about it, there is a job that is easy to work and suitable for you girls. You wait a while, and then a teacher will take you there. The old ochre-red wooden door creaked open, revealing a dark warehouse. The Vice Principal's words with the smell of tea and cigarette smoke still seemed to echo in his ears.　　Lin Wanxing took another half step back and looked at the sign in the upper right corner of the door frame incredulously.　　"This is the sports equipment room." 　　The logistics teacher who brought her to the post said so.　　The logistics teacher walked into the equipment room, and the keychain in his hand clanged.　　The space was oppressive, and the sunlight slowed down, as if it would take a long time to penetrate through the window at the end of the equipment room.　　Dust flew in the air, and the room was lined with shelves until the end of the space.　　Lin Wanxing hesitated for a moment, and then walked in.　　On the shelves are all kinds of sports equipment, new or old. Skipping ropes, broken nets, deflated basketballs, and broken rackets...... They all faded to their brightest colors and were stacked on top of each other, like some strange tangled space.　　Lin Wanxing was immersed in it for a while, and felt incredible about everything so far.　　Until the voice of the logistics teacher broke the silence.　　"The little girl is so lucky, the teacher who was in charge of the equipment has just retired, so there is such a vacancy for you." 　　The logistics teacher pointed to a yellowed curly announcement on the wall, and said involuntarily: "The wall is a need to borrow and repay, and you must strictly follow the rules." He walked over to the only desk in the room and began to rummage through the cabinets.　　Soon, he found a thick book and slapped it on the table: "This is the inventory list, according to the list, check the large equipment once a month, check the inventory once a quarter, have defects and repairs, write a plan, and submit it at the regular logistics meeting." Lin Wanxing rushed to the table from the wall, and before she had time to open the book, she listened to the male teacher's long tone: "And the simplest point of this work is that without the consent of the physical education teacher, in principle, no equipment will be borrowed, after all, it is easy for students to borrow things and not return them." That is to say......" 　　"Don't worry about the students, just serve the PE teacher well." 　　The logistics teacher showed a teachable gaze and handed over the large string of jingling keys in his hand.　　Lin Wanxing took the heavy string of keys and listened to him say, "I'll leave it to you here." 　　Open the window and fresh air pours into the dreary equipment room.　　Lin Wanxing propped her hands on the window frame and looked out.　　Outside the window is the playground, it is class time, and the playground is empty. The lawn is moist in the sun, the willows are swaying in the wind, and everything seems quiet and quiet.　　She blew the wind in the window for a while, and there were peeling strips of yellow rubber floating around her face.　　After a while, Lin Wanxing had a real feeling about the current situation.　　Now, she has returned to her hometown of Hongjing from Yongchuan. Not only did I find an internship job at the last high school in the city, but I was also assigned to a very idle position.　　Everything seemed to be completely different from the life she had envisioned, but ...... 　　Lin Wanxing turned her head and squinted, looking at the dusty equipment in the room.　　Seems like the job is quite challenging?　　Tidy up the table, find a rag, find a basin...... 　　Lin Wanxing took a big turn in the equipment room, and even found a large ball of small bunting in the corner, but did not find any cleaning tools.　　The room was full of dust, and she really had no choice but to go out with a large set of keys.　　The aunt in the school commissary was very nice, and when she learned that she was a new trainee teacher, she told her that she could go to the general affairs office to pick up the rag and mop, and she didn't have to pay for it herself.　　Lin Wanxing walked around the office building again, took the mop, broom and basin he received, and returned to the door of the equipment room.　　When the door was opened, the wind blew through the hall and the dust kicked up again.　　Lin Wanxing was dazzled by the wind and sand, and she rubbed her eyes. Then she saw a young man straddling a window frame.　　The boy was lean and dark, shaved and long, with narrow eyes, and his appearance was originally a bit fierce. But the young man's face was sluggish at the moment, as if he didn't expect anyone in the equipment room at all, completely neutralizing his gloomy appearance.　　Lin Wanxing probably understood what was going on with the hole in the window that was sealed with duct tape.　　However, she pretended not to see the student who was trying to sneak into the equipment room, and instead picked up the broom and basin, put her things next to her desk, and began to organize the garbage on the desk.　　Waste paper balls, old newspapers, black ashtrays, Lin Wanxing also turned over half a package of yellowed tea leaves.　　She shook off the garbage bag.　　"Hey!" The boy's shout rang out.　　"What's the matter?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　“…… What are you doing here? The boy had a most ambiguous question.　　"Cleaning." She said.　　The boy looked at her from head to toe several times, and finally seemed to believe her answer, and said, "Then you should clean up." With that, he turned and walked towards the shelves.　　He walked to the ball area, fished a soccer ball from the basket, draped over one shoulder in his school uniform, and swaggered to leave through the main entrance.　　Seeing that there was no one next to the young man, Lin Wanxing smiled: "This classmate~" "What are you doing?" 　　"You borrow a soccer ball, don't you need to talk to the teacher?" 　　"It's your business." 　　"But what if the teacher asks?" 　　"I'm annoyed, you were fined for cleaning without wearing a school uniform, and you still want to make a small report to the teacher?Lin Wanxing was stunned, looking at her blurry reflection in the window, and suddenly felt better.　　"I didn't want to report to the teacher." She said.　　"And what do you want to do?" 　　"Because, I'm the teacher." Lin Wanxing laughed.　　With a "snap", the soccer ball in the boy's hand fell to the ground.　　He opened his mouth wide and came back to his senses for a while, and then his face was cloudy and uncertain, and he looked aggrieved that he blamed himself for being blind.　　"Come, sit down, sit down." Lin Wanxing didn't care that it was class time at all, she enthusiastically dragged a stool and placed it in front of the desk, and sat down in the back.　　Because she was a teacher, the teenager reluctantly sat down on the bench, and did not forget to pick up the football that had just been "borrowed" out and hold it in his arms.　　“…… Are you really a teacher? The boy asked, still skeptical.　　"yes, I'm new here, and I'm currently in charge of the equipment room." 　　"Take care of the sports equipment, what are you practicing, teacher?" 　　"Lifting weights." Lin Wanxing said.　　"You're kidding me, aren't you?" 　　"It's good if you know, don't debunk it." Lin Wanxing smiled.　　The boy slammed to his feet.　　"Don't be angry." Lin Wanxing beckoned and said softly, "As for me, because I have a relationship with my family, I just came to intern, and I was sent to this relaxed and happy position to manage equipment." She looked back, "That's the truth, I didn't lie to you." The boy still stood, with his back to her, but did not go.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the football in his hand and asked, "So, now let's go back to the first question just now, do you have anything to do?" "I came to borrow equipment and knocked on the door and found no one, so I climbed through the window and came in." The boy replied hesitantly.　　If it weren't for the logistics teacher's instructions just now not to lend the equipment to the students alone, Lin Wanxing would probably believe the teenager's statement.　　But she was not ready to poke him immediately, but opened the thick equipment loan and return book, pushed it in front of the young man in reverse, and placed a pen beside her.　　There are a total of 4 columns in the loan and return book: the name of the borrowed equipment, the name of the borrower's class, the signature of the physical education teacher, and the return signature.　　The young man was stunned, then picked up the pen and filled in the three items of "Football", "Senior Third Class 5" and "Qin Ao".　　Lin Wanxing noticed that he paused before writing his class and name, as if he still needed to think about who he was.　　The boy put down his pen.　　Lin Wanxing pointed to the teacher's signature column: "What about this." "You sign it!" 　　"I need the PE teacher's signature here, which teacher asked you to borrow it?" Lin Wanxing raised her head and looked directly into the young man's eyes.　　At this time, the young man was a little annoyed and angry: "Are you annoyed, don't borrow to pull it down!" He threw down the football and wanted to leave, but Lin Wanxing didn't stop him.　　One, two, three...... 　　The boy hadn't taken three steps before he turned back.　　"." He burst into a foul mouth, took something out of his pocket, slapped it on the table as if it were out, and asked, "Is this useful?" Lin Wanxing lowered her head, and on the table was a homemade card.　　The card is handwritten with 100 horizontal and vertical grids drawn in watercolor pen. Some of the lattices are painted with patterns, and the four corners are also pasted with small red flowers. It's more like a homemade toy for kids in the lower grades of elementary school than they would take out.　　The most eye-catching thing is that this card has a very interesting line written on it: "Free Loan of Football Equipment 100 Times" card.　　Lin Wanxing suddenly felt that her job was interesting.　　She looked up at the young man with a smile: "That's it?" "Damn, I know someone is playing tricks." The young man's face was full of shame, and he grabbed the homemade loan card and wanted to run away.　　Lin Wanxing took the first step to slap on the table, stopping the young man from wanting to draw a card and leave.　　"That's it, football lends you." She said very dryly.　　The young man froze for a moment and looked at her in disbelief: "You say...... What? "I said, this card can be used, the football lends you." 　　"Isn't this...... Really, who signed that word? Lin Wanxing said that she didn't speak. She picked up the pen and wrote her name on the "Physical Education Teacher Signature" column.　　She put down her pen, and the boy still stood still.　　After a while, the boy pointed to the soccer ball on the ground: "Then can I go?" "Well, goodbye." 　　The boy was in a trance, he walked hand and foot to the football, bent down to pick up the ball, and then secretly turned his head and glanced at her.　　As if afraid that she would regret it, he suddenly picked up the football and ran, and soon disappeared.　　The room was quiet again.　　The dust floating in the air also fell quietly.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the "Free Loan of Football Equipment 100 Times" on the desk, thoughtful.

第2章 建议 　　从日上中天，到夕阳西斜。 　　林晚星坐在器材室里，甚至闻到了学校后门外铁板鱿鱼摊的味道。 　　但那个自称“秦敖”的少年，一直没来还足球。 　　五点半钟左右，她可以下班了，门口有个梳着马尾辫的实习老师在等她。 　　“林晚星，你真的被派来看体育器材了？” 　　实习老师仰头望着科室牌子，震惊地道。 　　对方姓许，和她同一批来实习，为人热情，所以她们关系比较亲近。 　　今天早些时候，小许老师在他们实习生微信群里得知她的岗位消息，还嚷了很久要来围观她。 　　林晚星看了眼借还簿册上空着的“归还签字”那栏，合上本子，说：“是啊，这里现在归我管。” 　　“你不是永川大学的吗，学校为什么会派TOP5硕士来看器材？”小许老师跨进器材室，呛得直咳嗽，“这里什么味儿啊，你也太惨了吧？” 　　“还可以吧，挺闲的。”林晚星把东西放进书包，锁上门，和小许老师往外走。 　　学生们陆续放学，但实际上走出校门的人却很少。 　　教室里渐次亮起灯光，就算是市里排不上号的学校，对高中生的管理也一样紧张。 　　“你找到房子了吗？” 　　林晚星走了两步，听小许老师这么问。 　　林晚星愣了下。 　　实际上，如果她没有记错，小许老师曾说过晚上下班后要和她一起去租房子。 　　现在小许老师突然假装不记得这件事，恐怕有新情况了。 　　“还没有啊。”林晚星答说。 　　小许老师在夕阳下拨过一缕鬓发，微低头，有点不好意思地说：“因为就是小陈老师嘛，她说租了个三室一厅，才三千五，还空着一个次卧，六百块租给我，我们几个都分到高三年级组，想着都住一起，也方便。” 　　“哦，挺好的啊。”林晚星说。 　　“他们在校门口等我，那我过去了。” 　　“好。” 　　小许老师往校门口跑去，马尾辫在夕阳下左右晃动。 　　林晚星提了下背包带，口袋里手机铃声正好响起。 　　“林小姐，之前租客退租的房子已经打扫好了，你们什么时候到？” 　　“不好意思，今天不过去了，我朋友说找到房子了。”林晚星说。 　　“那不用我装良心中介，低价租房子给你和你朋友了？” 　　“嗯。” 　　“那正好啊，有个租客今天入住，问能不能换下房。他想租天台靠南的那套，说可以加钱，就是你本来准备和你朋友住能看到体育场的那套。” 　　“可能不行，我这边实习学校的宿舍只能住两周，还是要过去住的。” 　　林晚星挂断电话，终于无所事事起来，她想了想，转身往教学楼走去。 　　之前被学校老师带着参观过一遍教学楼，她记得高三年级在二号教学楼上层位置。 　　爬了四层楼，她终于来到高三（5）班教室门口。 　　很明显，高三老师从没有准时下课这么一回事。 　　数学老师和班主任模样的人一起站在教室里，学生在发试卷。 　　林晚星坐在往天台的楼梯转角，又等了十多分钟，班级才终于有了学生们吵吵闹闹的声音。 　　老师已经离开，学生们在整理回家作业。 　　她站在后门口，拍了拍坐在门口同学的肩：“这位同学。” 　　那位同学正在玩手机，被吓了一大跳。 　　他猛一回头，林晚星第一眼就看到他眼角下一条狭长的疤。 　　男生张着嘴，本来想骂人，可又在看到她的瞬间脸上堆满笑容，语调一变：“美女，有什么事吗？” 　　这变脸也很快，林晚星说：“我来找个人？” 　　“找谁啊？” 　　“秦敖。” 　　男生立刻不笑了，他露出怀疑的目光，上下左右看了她很多遍，脸上再次堆起伪装的笑容，问：“美女，我们认识吗，找我干嘛？” 　　林晚星跟着笑了，这倒也是很巧。 　　她抽开男生旁边的椅子，在他震惊的目光中，坐了下来，简单讲述事情经过。 　　她形容了来借足球那位少年的身高长相，最后问：“你知道是谁吗？” 　　“艹，陈江河你个臭傻逼。”真·秦敖同学几乎立刻反应过来，他脸色不愉，痛骂道。 　　林晚星收获板寸同学的真实姓名，又问：“陈江河是几年几班的，你知道吗？” 　　“老师，陈江河是11班的垃圾。”秦敖边笑边说，但又像想起什么，他皱起眉头，“他来跟你借球？”秦敖问。 　　秦敖唇边还有笑容，但因为眼角的疤，他的目光变得冷淡凶狠，整个人有种奇异的不和谐感。 　　“是。”林晚星答。 　　“老师，陈江河他脑子有问题，你下次别借他了。” 　　“怎么有问题了，仔细说说？”林晚星从书包里掏出盒Pocky，拆开来，递了一根给男生。 　　秦敖愣了，看着她递来的巧克力棒，说，“老师，教室里不允许吃零食。” 　　“哦……不好意思。”林晚星赶紧把巧克力棒嚼完。 　　“你真是老师？” 　　“你和陈江河挺熟的吧。”林晚星拍拍手，“你问这个问题的语气，和他挺像。” 　　果然，秦敖一脸“谁和他像”的傲娇样子，很不高兴。 　　“既然这么熟，你能帮我问问，他人在哪里？”林晚星又说。 　　得知陈江河现在的具体位置，花了一番功夫。 　　据高三（1）班的同学说，陈江河下午就没来上课。他又是班上著名刺头，和谁关系都差。最后还是班花同学出马，给陈江河打了好几次电话，才问出了他的具体位置。 　　林晚星走出八中后门，向北走了五分钟，看到了一片老旧的体育场馆。 　　整体建筑是八九十年代的风格，灰白的水泥墙好像一下把时间拉回了几十年。 　　露天泳池着着黑色防尘罩，绕过泳池，有片光秃秃的足球场。 　　傍晚夕阳灿烂，球场两侧的水泥看台被夕阳斜切开来，一边橙红，一边暗灰。 　　球场上有几个年轻人，和一位中年人。 　　林晚星站在暗处，很快在里面辨别出陈江河的脸。 　　少年满怀激动地看着站在他面前的中年人，林晚星大致听到中年人说“你很有潜力”和“相信我”这类的词。 　　她从陈江河背后绕上看台，然后才发现看台上还坐着一个人。 　　铁灰色看台层层叠起，青年人身高腿长，他黑色棒球帽压得很低，从林晚星的角度看过去，几乎看不见他的脸。 　　光线像起雾一样灰暗，看台上分割区域的白线却透亮。 　　她走上看台，在他身边坐下。 　　一开始的时候，他们谁也没有说话。 　　从他们所坐的位置，她也听不明白上的人究竟在说什么。 　　她只知道似乎是很长很复杂的对话。 　　中年人在鼓励陈江河，随后球场上的年轻人被分成两组，开始做简单的对抗训练，看上去并不会很快结束。 　　她把包里没吃完的Pocky又拿出来，咔擦咔擦吃了两根。 　　“那是教练吗？”她扭头，问身边的人。 　　夕阳的光比刚才更暗了，看台最上方的路灯亮了两盏，但坏的更多。 　　青年侧过脸，目光微微抬起。 　　他眼珠颜色很浅，嘴唇很薄，外套懒洋洋搭在膝盖上，整个人显得神色疏淡。 　　林晚星捏着袋子，把巧克力棒挤出一根，递到他面前。 　　青年还在看她，没有其他动作。 　　“吃吗，别客气。”林晚星怕他害羞，又说。 　　闻言，青年终于抬起手。 　　他衬衣袖口卷起，露出一截均匀有力手腕。在夕阳最后的微光中，他伸出骨节分明的手指…… 　　然后…… 　　把整个袋子都抓过去了。 　　林晚星有那么几秒钟的不知所措。 　　直到嚼饼干的轻微咔擦声响起，她才反应过来。 　　她看了看自己空空如也的手心，又不可思议地看着青年手里的Pocky袋子。 　　“我……” 　　青年淡淡的目光瞥来。 　　林晚星想了下，有点可怜地说：“我有点饿，能不能还我。” 　　“‘别客气’？” 　　“我的意思是让你拿一根。”她强调了下，“一根。” 　　青年却没有任何归还动作，他又抽了根巧克力棒，轻轻叼着，懒洋洋地说：“你想知道吗？” 　　“啊，知道什么？你的电话吗，现在我们年轻人都直接加微信。” 　　“想知道他们在干什么吗？”他停顿了下，咬下一口巧克力，“不过如果我是你，我会直接冲下去。” 　
Chapter 2 Recommendations From the sun rises in the sky to the sun sets in the west.　　Lin Wanxing sat in the equipment room, and even smelled the smell of the sizzling squid stall outside the back door of the school.　　But the boy who called himself "Qin Ao" never came to return the football.　　At about half past five, she was ready to leave work, and there was a trainee teacher with a ponytail waiting for her at the door.　　"Lin Wanxing, have you really been sent to see the sports equipment?" 　　The intern teacher looked up at the department sign and said in shock.　　The other party's surname is Xu, and she came to intern with the same batch and is enthusiastic, so they have a close relationship.　　Earlier today, Teacher Xiao Xu learned about her position in their intern's WeChat group, and shouted for a long time to come to watch her.　　Lin Wanxing glanced at the empty "Return Signature" column on the loan and return book, closed the notebook, and said, "Yes, this place is now under my control." "Aren't you from Yongchuan University, why did the school send TOP5 masters to see the equipment?" Teacher Xiao Xu stepped into the equipment room and coughed, "What's the smell here, you're too miserable, aren't you?" "It's okay, it's pretty idle." Lin Wanxing put her things in her schoolbag, locked the door, and walked out with Teacher Xiao Xu.　　Students are getting out of school, but very few are actually out of school.　　The classrooms are gradually lit up, and even the schools that are not ranked in the city are just as nervous about managing high school students.　　"Have you found the house?" 　　Lin Wanxing took two steps and listened to Teacher Xiao Xu's question.　　Lin Wanxing was stunned.　　In fact, if she remembers correctly, Teacher Xiao Xu once said that he would go to rent a house with her after work in the evening.　　Now that Teacher Xiao Xu suddenly pretended not to remember this incident, I am afraid that there is a new situation.　　"Not yet." Lin Wanxing replied.　　Teacher Xiao Xu brushed a strand of sideburns in the sunset, bowed his head slightly, and said a little embarrassedly: "Because it is Teacher Xiao Chen, she said that she rented a three-bedroom and a living room, only three thousand five, and there is an empty second bedroom, six hundred yuan to rent to me, several of us are divided into the third grade group, thinking that it is convenient to live together." "Oh, that's good." Lin Wanxing said.　　"They were waiting for me at the school gate, and I passed." 　　"Okay." 　　Teacher Xiao Xu ran to the school gate, his ponytail swaying from side to side in the setting sun.　　Lin Wanxing lifted the backpack belt, and the mobile phone ringtone in her pocket just rang.　　"Miss Lin, the house that the tenant quit has been cleaned, when will you arrive?" 　　"I'm sorry, but I didn't go today, my friend said he found a house." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Then I don't need to pretend to be a conscience agent and rent a house for you and your friends at a low price?" 　　"Hmm." 　　"That's right, a tenant moved in today and asked if he could change his room. He wanted to rent the one on the south side of the rooftop, and said that he could add money, which is the one you were going to live with your friends and have a view of the stadium. "Probably not, I can only live in the dormitory of the internship school for two weeks, and I still have to live there." 　　Lin Wanxing hung up the phone, and finally got up with nothing, she thought about it, turned around and walked towards the teaching building.　　She had been taken on a tour of the school building by the school teacher before, and she remembered that the third grade was on the upper floor of the No. 2 teaching building.　　After climbing four floors, she finally came to the door of the third (5th) class of high school.　　Obviously, the senior teacher never got out of class on time.　　The math teacher and the homeroom teacher are standing in the classroom together, and the students are handing out the test papers.　　Lin Wanxing sat at the corner of the stairs to the rooftop, and waited for more than ten minutes before the class finally had the noisy sound of the students.　　The teacher has left, and the students are finishing their homework homework.　　She stood at the back door and patted the shoulder of the classmate sitting at the door: "This classmate." The classmate was playing with his phone and was taken aback.　　As soon as he turned his head suddenly, Lin Wanxing saw a narrow scar at the corner of his eye at first glance.　　The boy opened his mouth and wanted to scold, but when he saw her, his face was full of smiles, and his tone changed: "Beauty, what's the matter?" This change of face was also very fast, Lin Wanxing said: "I'm looking for someone?" "Who are you looking for?" 　　"Qin Ao." 　　The boy immediately stopped smiling, he showed a suspicious gaze, looked her up and down, left and right many times, and once again put a disguised smile on his face, and asked, "Beauty, do we know each other, what are you looking for me?" Lin Wanxing laughed, this is also a coincidence.　　She pulled away the chair next to the boy, sat down under his shocked gaze, and briefly recounted what had happened.　　She described the height and appearance of the boy who came to borrow the football, and finally asked, "Do you know who it is?" "Damn, Chen Jianghe, you stinky idiot." Zhen Qin Ao reacted almost immediately, his face was unhappy, and he scolded bitterly.　　Lin Wanxing received the real name of Bancun's classmate, and asked: "Chen Jianghe is in several classes for a few years, do you know?" "Teacher, Chen Jianghe is the garbage of class 11." Qin Ao said while laughing, but as if remembering something, he frowned, "He came to borrow the ball from you?" Qin Ao asked.　　Qin Ao still had a smile on his lips, but because of the scar at the corner of his eye, his gaze became cold and fierce, and the whole person had a strange sense of disharmony.　　"Yes." Lin Wanxing replied.　　"Teacher, Chen Jianghe has a problem with his brain, don't borrow him next time." 　　"What's the problem, tell me about it?" Lin Wanxing took out the box of Pocky from her schoolbag, opened it, and handed one to the boy.　　Qin Ao was stunned, looked at the chocolate bar she handed over, and said, "Teacher, snacks are not allowed in the classroom. "Oh...... Excuse me. Lin Wanxing hurriedly finished chewing the chocolate bar.　　"Are you really a teacher?"You know Chen Jianghe very well." Lin Wanxing clapped her hands, "The tone in which you asked this question is quite similar to him." Sure enough, Qin Ao looked very unhappy with the arrogant look of "who is like him".　　"Since you are so familiar, can you help me ask where the others are?" Lin Wanxing said again.　　It took a lot of effort to learn the specific location of Chen Jianghe now.　　According to his classmates in the third (1) class of high school, Chen Jianghe did not come to class in the afternoon. He is also a famous thorn in the class, and he has a bad relationship with anyone. In the end, it was Ban Hua who came out and called Chen Jianghe several times before asking his specific location.　　Lin Wanxing walked out of the back door of No. 8 Middle School, walked north for five minutes, and saw an old stadium.　　The overall building is in the style of the eighties and nineties, and the gray cement walls seem to pull back the time to several decades.　　The outdoor pool has a black dust cover, and around the pool, there is a bare football field.　　The evening sun was shining, and the cement stands on both sides of the stadium were cut diagonally by the setting sun, orange red on one side and dark gray on the other.　　There were several young men on the pitch, and a middle-aged man.　　Lin Wanxing stood in the dark and quickly identified Chen Jianghe's face inside.　　The young man looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him with excitement, and Lin Wanxing roughly heard the middle-aged man say words like "you have great potential" and "believe me".　　She walked around the stands from behind Chen Jianghe, only to notice that there was still a person sitting in the stands.　　The iron-gray stands were layered on top of each other, the young man was tall and long-legged, and his black baseball cap was pressed very low, and his face was almost invisible from Lin Wanxing's perspective.　　The light was as dark as fog, but the white lines in the divided area of the grandstand were transparent.　　She walked up to the stands and sat down beside him.　　At first, none of them spoke.　　From where they were sitting, she couldn't understand what the people were saying.　　All she knew was what seemed like a long and complicated conversation.　　The middle-aged man was encouraging Chen Jianghe, and then the young people on the court were divided into two groups and began to do simple confrontation training, which did not look like it would end anytime soon.　　She took out the uneaten Pocky from her bag and ate two sticks.　　"Is that the coach?" She turned her head and asked the people around her.　　The light of the setting sun was dimmer than before, and the street lights at the top of the grandstand were lit twice, but they were even worse.　　The young man turned his face sideways, his gaze raised slightly.　　His eyes were very light-colored, his lips were thin, his coat was lazily on his knees, and his whole person looked light.　　Lin Wanxing pinched the bag, squeezed out a chocolate bar, and handed it to him.　　The young man was still watching her, and there was no other movement.　　"Eat, you're welcome." Lin Wanxing was afraid that he would be shy, so he said again.　　Hearing this, the young man finally raised his hand.　　The cuffs of his shirt rolled up, revealing an even, powerful wrist. In the last glimmer of the setting sun, he stretched out his bony fingers...... 　　And then...... 　　Grabbed the whole bag.　　Lin Wanxing was at a loss for a few seconds.　　It wasn't until the slight click of chewing a cookie sounded that she reacted.　　She looked at her empty palm, and looked incredulously at the Pocky bag in the young man's hand.　　"I ......" 　　The young man's faint gaze glanced at him.　　Lin Wanxing thought for a while, and said a little pitifully: "I'm a little hungry, can you pay me back." "'You're welcome'?" 　　"I mean let you take one." She emphasized, "One. The young man didn't make any action to return it, he pulled another chocolate bar, held it gently, and said lazily, "Do you want to know?" "Ah, know what? Your phone number, now we young people are directly adding WeChat. "Want to know what they're doing?" He paused, taking a bite of chocolate, "But if I were you, I'd rush straight down." ”

第3章 忽悠 　　按正常节奏，林晚星该和他大眼瞪小眼，问清所以然，最后走下看台，确认事实。 　　但既然对方这么说…… 　　“帮我看下包。”她直接冲下看台。 　　球场上的没想到她会跑下来。 　　在她跳下看台的那刻，所有人的目光向她射来，其中包括陈江河。 　　林晚星在少年眼里看到一瞬间的错愕，随后是羞愤，莫名其妙的羞愤。 　　球场上的人互相对视。 　　在中年人开口前，林晚星抢先开口：“你们在干什么？” 　　陈江河眉头紧皱，像所有叛逆少年一样梗着脖子不说话。 　　中年人机敏地看着她，又望了望陈江河，大概明白了些什么，问：“你是？” 　　“我是他的姐姐。”林晚星既不说自己是老师，也不提足球，选了个模棱两可的身份。 　　中年人眼睛顿时亮了：“你是他姐？你弟弟很有天赋，你知道吗？” 　　林晚星看了眼陈江河，微沉吟，随后说：“当然，我弟弟是个天才。” 　　闻言，陈江河的瞳孔微微放大，像没想到她会这么说，非常意外。 　　“哦，我观察他很久了。我看他经常一个人在球场上练球，还以为你们家人不支持。”中年人顿了顿，“其实有天赋的球员我见过不少，但像他这样肯一个人默默努力的，很少。” 　　少年听到夸奖，有种被戳破的傲娇，他脸红着，别过视线，不看她。 　　“他没跟我们说过这些。”林晚星沉默了下，才接话。 　　“我先自我介绍一下吧，鄙人姓刘，是永川威生经纪公司的一位专业球探，这是我的名片。” 　　中年人非常正式地递来一张名片，林晚星双手接过，有些诧异。 　　她低头看了两遍：“球探？” 　　“是不是没想到，我们国家还有球探？”中年人推了推眼镜，很熟稔地介绍起来，“其实你别看我们国家足球现在这样，但是联赛越来越好这是有目共睹的。我做的这行也就跟艺人经纪一样，挖掘一些有天赋的年轻小球员，把他们介绍大俱乐部，给他们一些新的可能。” 　　中年人说话间，又摸了摸陈江河湿漉漉的脑袋，显得很慈爱。 　　虽然林晚星知道，经纪人很多时候干的就是“人口买卖”的勾当，但老实讲现在的情况确实超出了她的知识范畴。 　　她想了想，用她相当微薄的足球知识问道：“您是要介绍他去那些俱乐部青训？” 　　“看来你们家长还是做了一定工作的，是的，一般想要成为职业球员都需要经过俱乐部的筛选。我想介绍他去几个俱乐部试训，其中包括永川恒大俱乐部。”中年人顿了顿，“你应该听过吧，老板做房地产的，非常非常有钱。” 　　“但他还是个高中生啊。”林晚星看着陈江河，说。 　　不知为何，陈江河的表情平静下来。 　　“姐姐，你要明白，你弟弟的高中学历其实是他的短板。很多职业球员很多都是家里从小培养的，或者一早就被俱乐部挑走。他们从小到大生活只有一件事，踢球。这种规划是非常清晰的，父母砸钱俱乐部砸钱，使劲培养。你弟弟都读了高中，老实说已经落下不少。孩子努力，你们家长也要使使劲。” 　　听到家长的时候，陈江河的脸色忽然冷了。 　　林晚星注意到这点，从成年人的直觉判断，她感觉中年人的目的没那么单纯，只能循序渐进问道：“那我们现在……要怎么做？” 　　“首先是休学，先停一年时间。下个月恒大足校的集训班就开始了，大概为期三个月时间，我会先推荐他去那里去接受一段时间专业训练。明年初还有足校精英班入学考试，如果他能被挑上，学费直接全免。” 　　“休学？他明年就高考了啊？” 　　“我说句不太好听的，高考有什么用，以后还不是要毕业出来找工作赚钱？很多足校精英班每年奖学金就50万，多少成年人10年也赚不到这个钱。” 　　林晚星抬头望着中年人瘦削的脸。 　　他颧骨很高，眼眶有凹陷，开始口若悬河。 　　他从俱乐部青训讲到中超职业选手的工资，从试训讲到球员留洋镀金。 　　三年足校三年留洋计划，仿佛陈江河下一刻就能被选送出国，回国后成为各大俱乐部争抢的对象。 　　金钱、名誉、事业、地位唾手可得，一条金光大道徐徐铺开。 　　“所以，您的建议是他现在休学，去参加俱乐部下属的足校先训练，走职业道路？”林晚星总结完，问了最关键一个问题，“那没被挑上之前还能包吃包住吗？我们家条件不太好。” 　　陈江河的视线冷冷瞥来。 　　“集训当然还是要缴纳一定费用。” 　　“要多少钱？” 　　“三个月培训费1万，小钱，一般家庭可以负担。你要明白，一个月三千块，场地、教练、人员成本，这个费用简直在做慈善。” 　　一束路灯打在中年人的脸上，他神采飞扬。 　　不远处塑胶跑道上的暗处，还扔着一件八中的校服，蓝色的破书包压在上面。 　　陈江河从头到尾沉默，没有打断中年人和她的对话。 　　林晚星看向他，少年穿着白T恤和运动短裤，被风一吹，显得身形瘦削，但又意外很冷漠坚定。 　　她于是问陈江河：“你想去吗？” 　　“我想不想去跟你有什么关系？”陈江河问。 　　“你想去的话我就给你准备钱啊。”她说。 　　“你有病吧。”少年人脸上有突如其来的冷酷，“我自己什么水平我心里没数吗？青训这种东西谁牛逼谁上吗，还不是看谁给教练塞钱多谁上？就算我能进俱乐部正式梯队又怎么样，到时候出国又是一笔钱，随便给你塞个欧洲18线队的青训，这叫也镀金？” 　　陈江河应该憋了很久，现在一股脑吐完，还是满脸嫌恶和愤怒。 　　“孩子，别着急，您可以了解一下，永川恒大的合作方是曼联的青训队，欧洲最好。” 　　“您真懂球吗？曼联青训92班以后再无建树，别说全欧洲，在英国也排不上号。”陈江河瞪着中年人，因突然的情绪而眼角微红，“你以为老子是好忽悠的傻逼。当职业球员？我还没做过这种梦。” 　　陈江河喊完，抱着足球，冲向自己的校服和书包，捡起就跑。 　　林晚星紧盯他的背影，攥紧手里的名片。 　　“我们有需要联系您。” 　　她和中年人打完招呼，追了上去。 　　少年身高腿长，他横穿球场，全力奔跑时，林晚星只能眼睁睁看着他们间的距离越来越大。 　　“喂，你等等我！”她大喊道。 　　声音在体育场边缘的围墙回荡，陈江河一个转弯，瞬间消失在她视野内。 　　林晚星上气不接下气，几乎不抱希望地喊道：“跑就跑，你把球还我！” 　　宁静的傍晚，远处脚步声突然停住。 　　趁少年犹豫的档口，林晚星边跑边说：“把足球扔地上等我来捡，陈江河。” 　　小道尽头，正弯腰放球的少年突然停住。 　　傲娇少年当然不能接受自己的行为被指使。 　　他重新站直，林晚星迎着路灯的光，向他走去。 　　小巷很安静，陈江河脸色变幻，最后先开口：“我早知道那他妈就是个骗子，耍他玩，你冲出来和他废什么话？” 　　“也有可能不是骗子。”林晚星说。 　　“就算不是骗子也不可能，而且你真以为自己是我姐吗？” 　　“下一句话是不是，‘少他妈多管闲事’？”林晚星慢悠悠说道，“哎呀，听上去很像什么经典台词呢。” 　　陈江河又怒，扔下足球又要跑。 　　林晚星喊住他：“你饿不饿啊，我没吃晚饭，走吧。” 　　“我要回家吃饭。” 　　听上去就很像借口。 　　“打个电话说你不回去了，考试考太烂老师留你补作业。”林晚星说。 　　“你也知道自己是老师？” 　　“有时候是不太记得。”林晚星边走边自顾自说道，“牛肉米粉好不好，突然想吃了。” 　　她双手插袋走了两步，忽然，她觉得自己身边好像少了点什么东西。 　　“我的包呢……” 　　想到这里，林晚星恍惚间回忆起她刚冲出球场时。她瞥见过看台上的那个青年，对方似乎还在一口一口，缓慢地咬着她的巧克力棒。
Chapter 3 Flickering According to the normal rhythm, Lin Wanxing should stare at him wide-eyed, ask why, and finally walk down the stands to confirm the facts.　　But since the other party said so...... 　　"Show me the bag." She rushed straight down the stands.　　On the pitch I didn't expect her to run down.　　The moment she jumped off the stands, everyone's eyes shot at her, including Chen Jianghe.　　Lin Wanxing saw a moment of stunned in the young man's eyes, followed by shame and inexplicable shame.　　The people on the pitch looked at each other.　　Before the middle-aged man spoke, Lin Wanxing spoke first: "What are you doing?" Chen Jianghe frowned, and like all rebellious teenagers, he stiffened his neck and did not speak.　　The middle-aged man looked at her smartly, then looked at Chen Jianghe, probably understood something, and asked, "Are you?" "I'm his sister." Lin Wanxing neither said that she was a teacher, nor did she mention football, and chose an ambiguous identity.　　The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly lit up: "Are you his sister?" Your brother is very talented, you know? Lin Wanxing glanced at Chen Jianghe, groaned slightly, and then said, "Of course, my brother is a genius. Hearing this, Chen Jianghe's pupils dilated slightly, as if he didn't expect her to say this, very surprised.　　"Oh, I've been watching him for a long time. I see that he often practices alone on the court, and I thought that your family did not support it. The middle-aged man paused, "Actually, I have seen a lot of talented players, but there are very few people like him who are willing to work silently alone." When the boy heard the compliment, he felt a kind of pricked arrogance, he blushed, looked away, and didn't look at her.　　"He didn't tell us that." Lin Wanxing was silent for a moment before answering.　　"Let me introduce myself first, the contemptible surname is Liu, and he is a professional scout of Yongchuan Wilson Agency, this is my business card." 　　The middle-aged man handed over a business card very formally, and Lin Wanxing took it with both hands, a little surprised.　　She looked down twice: "Scouts? "Didn't you expect that there are scouts in our country?" The middle-aged man pushed his glasses and introduced them very familiarly, "Actually, don't look at our national football as it is now, but the league is getting better and better, which is obvious to all." I'm doing the same thing as an artist agent, discovering talented young players, introducing them to big clubs, and giving them new possibilities. As the middle-aged man spoke, he touched Chen Jianghe's wet head again, looking very loving.　　Although Lin Wanxing knows that agents often do "human trafficking", to be honest, the current situation is indeed beyond her knowledge.　　She thought for a moment and asked, with her rather meager knowledge of football: "Are you going to introduce him to the youth of those clubs?" "It seems that you parents have done a certain amount of work, and yes, generally if you want to become a professional footballer, you need to go through the selection of the club. I would like to introduce him to several clubs for tryouts, including Yongchuan Evergrande Club. The middle-aged man paused, "You should have heard that the boss is in real estate, and he is very, very rich." "But he's still a high school student." Lin Wanxing looked at Chen Jianghe and said.　　For some reason, Chen Jianghe's expression calmed down.　　"Sister, you have to understand that your brother's high school education is actually his shortcoming. Many professional players are raised at home, or picked up by the club early on. They grew up with only one thing in their lives, playing football. This kind of planning is very clear, parents spend money clubs, and work hard to cultivate. Your brother is in high school, and to be honest, he's fallen quite a bit. Children work hard, and you parents should also work hard. When he heard the parents, Chen Jianghe's face suddenly turned cold.　　Lin Wanxing noticed this, judging from the intuition of adults, she felt that the purpose of middle-aged people was not so simple, so she could only ask step by step: "Then ...... now?" How? "The first is to take a leave of absence, a one-year suspension. Next month, the intensive training class of Evergrande Football School will start, which will last for about three months, and I will recommend him to go there for a period of professional training. There will also be an entrance exam for the elite class of the football school early next year, and if he can be picked, the tuition will be directly waived. "Take a leave of absence? He's going to take the college entrance examination next year? "I said something not very nice, what's the use of the college entrance examination, isn't it to graduate and find a job to make money in the future? Many elite football school classes have an annual scholarship of 500,000 yuan, and many adults can't earn this money in 10 years. Lin Wanxing looked up at the middle-aged man's thin face.　　He had high cheekbones, sunken eye sockets, and began to speak like a river.　　He talked about the salary of professional players in the Chinese Super League from the club's youth training, and talked about the players from the trial to the gilding of the players.　　The three-year football school three-year overseas study plan, as if Chen Jianghe can be selected to go abroad in the next moment, and become the object of competition for major clubs after returning to China.　　Money, fame, career, and status are at your fingertips, and a golden highway is slowly spreading.　　"So, your suggestion is that he take a break from school now, go to the club's football school to train first, and take a career path?" Lin Wanxing summed up and asked the most critical question, "Can you still eat and live before you are picked?" Our family is not in good condition. Chen Jianghe's gaze glanced coldly.　　"Of course, there is still a certain fee to be paid for the intensive training." 　　"How much does it cost?" 　　"The three-month training fee is 10,000 yuan, a small amount of money, which the average family can afford. You have to understand that 3,000 yuan a month, the cost of venues, coaches, and personnel, this fee is simply charity. A street lamp hit the middle-aged man's face, and he was in high spirits.　　Not far away, in the dark on the plastic runway, there was also a school uniform of the No. 8 Middle School, on which a blue broken schoolbag was pressed.　　Chen Jianghe was silent from beginning to end, without interrupting the conversation between the middle-aged man and her.　　Lin Wanxing looked at him, the young man was wearing a white T-shirt and sports shorts, blown by the wind, he looked thin, but he was unexpectedly cold and firm.　　She then asked Chen Jianghe, "Do you want to go?" "What does it matter to me if I want to go or not?" Chen Jianghe asked.　　"I'll give you money if you want to go." She said.　　"You're sick." There was a sudden coldness on the young man's face, "I don't know what level I am at in my heart?" Is there such a thing as youth training, who is awesome and who is on it, and it doesn't depend on who gives the coach more money? Even if I can enter the official echelon of the club, it will be a lot of money to go abroad at that time, and I will stuff you with the youth training of the European 18th line team, which is called also gold-plated? Chen Jianghe should have been holding back for a long time, and now he is still full of disgust and anger after vomiting in one go.　　"Kid, don't worry, you can understand that Yongchuan Evergrande's partner is Manchester United's youth team, which is the best in Europe." 　　"Do you really know the ball? Manchester United has made no achievements after the 92 class of youth training, let alone the whole of Europe, and it is not ranked in the United Kingdom. Chen Jianghe glared at the middle-aged man, the corners of his eyes were slightly red due to his sudden emotion, "You think Lao Tzu is a fool." Being a professional footballer? I haven't had such a dream yet. After Chen Jianghe finished shouting, he hugged the football, rushed to his school uniform and school bag, picked it up and ran.　　Lin Wanxing stared at his back and clenched the business card in his hand.　　"We need to contact you." 　　After saying hello to the middle-aged man, she chased after him.　　The young man was tall and long-legged, and when he crossed the court and ran with all his might, Lin Wanxing could only watch the distance between them getting bigger and bigger.　　"Hey, you wait for me!" She shouted.　　The sound echoed through the wall at the edge of the stadium, and Chen Jianghe made a turn and disappeared from her field of vision in an instant.　　Lin Wanxing was out of breath, and shouted almost hopelessly: "Run, run, you give me back the ball!" In the quiet of the evening, the footsteps in the distance suddenly stopped.　　Taking advantage of the teenager's hesitation, Lin Wanxing said while running: "Throw the football on the ground and wait for me to pick it up, Chen Jianghe." At the end of the trail, the boy who was bending down to release the ball suddenly stopped.　　Of course, the tsundere boy can't accept that his actions are instructed.　　He stood up straight again, and Lin Wanxing walked towards him in the light of the street lamp.　　The alley was very quiet, Chen Jianghe's face changed, and finally he spoke first: "I knew that he was a liar, playing with him, what nonsense are you rushing out to talk to him?" "It's also possible that it's not a liar." Lin Wanxing said.　　"It's impossible even if you're not a liar, and do you really think you're my sister?" 　　"Isn't the next sentence 'less nosy'?" Lin Wanxing said slowly, "Oh, it sounds like some classic line." Chen Jianghe was angry again, threw down the football and wanted to run again.　　Lin Wanxing called out to him: "Are you hungry, I didn't eat dinner, let's go." "I'm going home for dinner." 　　Sounds a lot like an excuse.　　"Make a phone call and say that you won't go back, the exam is too bad, and the teacher will leave you to make up your homework." Lin Wanxing said.　　"You also know that you are a teacher?" 　　"Sometimes I don't remember it." Lin Wanxing said to herself as she walked, "Is the beef rice noodles good, I suddenly want to eat them." She took two steps with her hands in her pockets, and suddenly, she felt as if something was missing from her side.　　"Where's my bag......" 　　Thinking of this, Lin Wanxing recalled in a trance when she first rushed out of the court. She caught a glimpse of the young man in the stands, who seemed to be still taking a bite and slowly biting into her chocolate bar.

第4章 古怪 　　老式体育场没有球场专用照明射灯，只靠路灯和天光支撑亮度。 　　此时天已经完全黑了，林晚星在场外探头探脑。 　　陈江河很不耐烦地抱着球，跟在她后面。 　　球探被陈江河骂了一通，已经溜了。 　　先前的几个年轻人在场上踢球，看上去一切又恢复往日平静。 　　而看台上…… 　　林晚星松了口气，青年还坐在那里。 　　黑漆漆的看台上，他长腿交叠，鸭舌帽压得很低，仿佛已经睡着。 　　她的书包还扔在他身边的座位上，林晚星蹑手蹑脚走过去，争取不吵醒对方。 　　可就在她手握到背带的刹那，一道清凉的视线瞥来。 　　青年微微抬起鸭舌帽，仰头看她。 　　夜色中他瞳仁漆黑，仿佛在等她说点什么。 　　“谢谢你……帮我看包？”林晚星试探着说。 　　青年显然对她的回答并不满意。 　　在他要说话前，林晚星立刻开口堵住他话茬：“我还没问你呢，你认识我吗？” 　　你怎么知道经纪人在骗陈江河，怎么知道我是来找他的，又为什么让我下去帮他？ 　　“目前不认识。”黑夜在他眉骨打下阴影，更显得五官立体，眉目清隽。 　　“那不认识也可以认识认识。”林晚星笑着拿出手机，“不然加个微信？” 　　“好啊。”青年拿出手机，低头按了几个键，然后递过来。 　　林晚星没想到他这么配合，没注意到黄色背景，看到带头像的二维码名片，直接扫了扫。 　　页面跳转，切换成一个新窗口 　　付款给个人 　　Winfred（*法） 　　金额 　　￥10.00 　　添加备注 　　付款 　　林晚星震惊了：“这是什么钱？” 　　“保管费。” 　　“……” 　　林晚星按灭手机屏幕，决定耍赖。 　　“这么小气啊。”青年站起来，拖起扔在一旁的棒球外套，直接转身离开。 　　他走了两步。 　　“对了。”他回头看陈江河。 　　陈江河被那视线一盯，竟不由得打了个战。 　　“为什么没做过当职业球员的梦？”他问。 　　陈江河张了张嘴，却什么话也说不出来。 　　王记牛肉米粉。 　　米粉是雪白的，在开水里烫透，酸菜坛里是腌制入味的莲白，捞出来放在米粉上，铺上切好的牛肉片。 　　木桶熬着大锅清汤牛肉，一大勺滚烫着浇进碗里，香菜、葱花、辣椒、花椒就全凭个人爱好了。 　　店堂内气氛随着汤的热气暖融，色香俱全。 　　林晚星搓了搓一次性筷子，对坐在她对面的少年说：“超好吃，你来吃过没？” 　　陈江河终于露出一点本地人的嫌恶：“这店很有名。” 　　“老板说已经开了二十几年了，你从小吃到大吗？” 　　“和你有关系？”陈江河看了眼桌子，米线诱人，可他就是强行憋着不动筷。 　　林晚星也没管他，自顾自说话。 　　她告诉陈江河她也是宏景土著，但后来跟父母离开了这座城市的经历。 　　她问陈江河宏景最近什么店比较网红，又给少年讲她去过的那些藏在小巷里的老店。 　　最后还是陈江河忍不住：“你会不会话太多了？” 　　“还好吧？”林晚星用筷子遥遥戳戳他的米粉，“真的不吃吗？” 　　陈江河冷着脸，拒不屈服。 　　林晚星笑：“你还是年轻，还是脸皮薄。你看今天那个谁，我们完全不认识诶，不仅吃了我的零食，还敢问我收10块钱！” 　　“我们也完全不认识吧？”陈江河还是冷着脸说。 　　“怎么会不认识，你今天还问我借足球诶。”林晚星笑了下，从口袋里抽出来那张“100次”卡。 　　陈江河瞬间脸色变了，一副‘你把东西放下一切好说’的样子。 　　“你是足球队的吗，哪个队呀？会有经纪人找上你，你水平应该很不错啊？” 　　“关你什么事？” 　　“你对足球很熟诶，曼联的青训状态不佳，那欧洲什么球队青训好？” 　　“拉玛西亚、南安普顿、亚特兰大。” 　　“好了解啊。那这张卡是谁给你的，你会拿着它来，而不是当垃圾扔掉，肯定有原因吧？”林晚星又问。 　　陈江河又不说话。 　　“啊呀，不说就算了~那你还想来借足球吗？”林晚星还是举着那张手工卡片，上面第一格，被划掉了。 　　陈江河盯着她，神色严肃，继续沉默。 　　“卡上还有99次，如果你每天要来借足球的话，还可以借三个多月。” 　　林晚星收敛笑容，认真地说，“我可以借你，唯一的要求是，无论多晚，你都必须每天把足球还回来。这是约定，你可以做到吗？” 　　陈江河没有表态，一直僵硬着。 　　林晚星也没有放下手，保持着注视他的姿态。 　　最后，少年终于点了点头。 　　“那吃饭吧。”林晚星把“100次”卡递还给他，低下头，把碗里的牛肉先挑出来吃掉。 　　米粉店里人来人往，店外马路上车流如注。 　　过了一会儿，桌上的另一双筷子动了。 　　在她对面，响起了呼噜一下，嗦米粉的声音。 　　林晚星在路口和陈江河分别。 　　少年“借”走的足球，回到了她的手上。 　　她也没有主动提送学生回家，只是留了电话，让少年到家后给他发条短信。 　　天已经黑透了，路上车流减少，走回学校的路上也越来越安静。 　　林晚星再抬头，眼前是灯火通明的教学楼。校舍俨然，纪律齐整。 　　校园内悄然无声。 　　她先把足球放回器材室，绕过教学楼，往学校宿舍走。 　　来实习的时候，高中给他们这批实习生都安排了宿舍，和学生们住在一起。 　　但因为楼层低矮，作息和学生一样，每天六点就被铃声吵醒，很多实习生都陆续搬出宿舍。 　　宿舍楼安静极了，她之前和小许老师一个宿舍，正对宿管阿姨住的地方。 　　学生还在晚自习，阿姨开了盏台灯，在灯下织毛线。 　　林晚星和阿姨打了个招呼，把回来时路边买的糖炒栗子分一半给阿姨。 　　“小林你真的客气。”阿姨用竹篓子装了一半栗子，“咔擦”剥开一个，问：“今天上班累不累啊，去带高几？” 　　“我没去带班，被分去管体育器材了。” 　　“哦呦，作孽。累不累的？” 　　“很轻松啊，都没人管我，还可以打游戏。”林晚星笑道。 　　“对了，你今天快递到了，重得不得了，那么大一个箱子，里面都是书吧，我让小伙子帮你搬宿舍里去了。” 　　“谢谢阿姨。”林晚星说。 　　“看了那么多书，你读书肯定好，能当个好老师。” 　　林晚星打开宿舍门，夜风穿堂而过，小许老师的床铺已经搬空了。 　　屋子里左半边骤空，而右半边床头到书桌的空位，则被一个半人高的巨大纸箱占据。 　　灯光亮起，纸箱上缠的透明胶带熠熠发光。 　　纸箱上面还有她用记号笔做的不少标记。 　　林晚星站在箱子前面看了一会儿，最终没有拆开它。
Chapter 4: Odd Old-fashioned stadiums don't have stadium-specific lighting spotlights, and only street lights and skylight support brightness.　　At this time, it was completely dark, and Lin Wanxing probed his brain outside the field.　　Chen Jianghe held the ball impatiently and followed her.　　The scout was scolded by Chen Jianghe and had slipped away.　　The previous few young men were playing on the pitch, and it seemed that everything was calm again.　　And in the stands...... 　　Lin Wanxing breathed a sigh of relief, and the young man was still sitting there.　　In the dark stands, his long legs were folded, and his cap was pressed low, as if he had fallen asleep.　　Her schoolbag was still thrown on the seat next to him, and Lin Wanxing tiptoed over, trying not to wake up the other party.　　But the moment she held the strap in her hand, a cool sight glimpsed.　　The young man lifted his cap slightly and looked up at her.　　His eyes were dark in the night, as if waiting for her to say something.　　"Thank you...... Help me look at the bag? Lin Wanxing said tentatively.　　The young man was clearly not satisfied with her answer.　　Before he was about to speak, Lin Wanxing immediately opened his mouth to block his words: "I haven't asked you yet, do you know me?" How do you know that the agent is cheating on Chen Jianghe, how do you know that I am here to find him, and why did you let me go down to help him?　　"I don't know at the moment." The dark night casts a shadow on his eyebrow bone, and his facial features are three-dimensional, and his eyebrows are clear.　　"If you don't know, you can know it." Lin Wanxing smiled and took out her mobile phone, "Why don't you add a WeChat?" "Okay." The young man took out his mobile phone, lowered his head and pressed a few buttons, and then handed it over.　　Lin Wanxing didn't expect him to be so cooperative, he didn't notice the yellow background, and when he saw the QR code business card with a portrait, he scanned it directly.　　The page jumps to a new window Payments to Individuals Winfred (*law) Amount ¥10.00 Add a note Payments Lin Wanxing was shocked: "What kind of money is this?" "Custody fee." 　　“……” 　　Lin Wanxing pressed off the phone screen and decided to cheat.　　"It's so stingy." The young man stood up, dragged up his baseball jacket that had been thrown aside, and turned to leave.　　He took two steps.　　"That's right." He looked back at Chen Jianghe.　　Chen Jianghe was stared at by that gaze, and he couldn't help but shudder.　　"Why haven't you dreamed of being a professional footballer?" He asked.　　Chen Jianghe opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.　　Wang Kee beef rice noodles.　　The rice noodles are snow-white, scalded in boiling water, and the sauerkraut jar is pickled and flavored lotus white, which is fished out and placed on top of the rice noodles, and covered with cut beef slices.　　A large pot of beef in the consommé is boiled in a wooden barrel, and a large spoonful of hot water is poured into the bowl, and the coriander, green onion, chili, and peppercorns are all up to personal preference.　　The atmosphere in the restaurant is warm with the heat of the soup, and the color and fragrance are full.　　Lin Wanxing rubbed the disposable chopsticks and said to the young man sitting opposite her: "It's super delicious, have you ever eaten it?" Chen Jianghe finally showed a little local disgust: "This shop is very famous. "The boss said that it has been open for more than 20 years, have you grown from a snack to a big one?" 　　"Something to do with you?" Chen Jianghe glanced at the table, the rice noodles were tempting, but he just forcibly held back the chopsticks.　　Lin Wanxing didn't care about him, and talked to herself.　　She told Chen Jianghe that she was also a native of Hongjing, but later left the city with her parents.　　She asked Chen Jianghe Hongjing what stores were more popular recently, and told the teenager about the old shops she had been to hidden in the alleys.　　In the end, Chen Jianghe couldn't help it: "Will you talk too much?" "Are you alright?" Lin Wanxing poked his rice noodles with chopsticks, "Do you really not eat it?" Chen Jianghe had a cold face and refused to give in.　　Lin Wanxing smiled: "You are still young and thin-skinned." Look at who is it today, we don't know each other at all, not only eat my snacks, but also dare to ask me to charge 10 yuan! "We don't know each other at all, do we?" Chen Jianghe still said with a cold face.　　"Why don't you know, you still asked me to borrow a football today." Lin Wanxing smiled and took out the "100 times" card from his pocket.　　Chen Jianghe's face changed instantly, and he looked like 'you put down everything and talk about it'.　　"Are you on the soccer team, which team? There will be an agent who will find you, you should be very good? "What's the matter with you?" 　　"You are very familiar with football, Manchester United's youth training is not good, so what team in Europe has a good academy?" 　　"La Masia, Southampton, Atlanta." 　　"I understand that. So who gave you this card, and you will take it and not throw it away as garbage, there must be a reason, right? Lin Wanxing asked again.　　Chen Jianghe didn't speak again.　　"Ah, forget it if you don't say it~ Then do you still want to borrow a football?" Lin Wanxing was still holding the handmade card, and the first box on it was crossed out.　　Chen Jianghe stared at her with a serious expression and continued to be silent.　　"There are 99 more on the card, and if you have to borrow a football every day, you can borrow it for more than three months." 　　Lin Wanxing restrained her smile and said seriously, "I can borrow you, the only requirement is that no matter how late it is, you must return the football every day." It's a convention, can you do it? Chen Jianghe did not express his position and remained stiff.　　Lin Wanxing didn't put down her hand either, and kept looking at him.　　Finally, the boy finally nodded.　　"Let's eat, then." Lin Wanxing handed him back the "100 times" card, lowered her head, and picked out the beef in the bowl and ate it first.　　The rice noodle shop is full of people, and the traffic on the road outside the store is full of traffic.　　After a while, another pair of chopsticks on the table moved.　　Opposite her, there was the sound of snoring and rice noodles.　　Lin Wanxing was separated from Chen Jianghe at the intersection.　　The soccer ball that the teenager "borrowed" and returned to her hands.　　She didn't take the initiative to send the student home, but just left a phone number and asked the teenager to send him a text message when he got home.　　It's already dark, the traffic on the road is decreasing, and the walk back to school is getting quieter.　　Lin Wanxing looked up again, and there was a brightly lit teaching building in front of her. The school building is like a well-disciplined school.　　The campus was silent.　　She put the soccer ball back in the equipment room, walked around the school building, and walked to the school dormitory.　　When they came to intern, the high school arranged dormitories for all of their interns to live with the students.　　But because of the low floors and the same routine as the students, they were woken up by the bell at six o'clock every day, and many interns moved out of the dormitory one after another.　　The dormitory building was very quiet, she used to be in a dormitory with Teacher Xiao Xu, opposite the dormitory manager's aunt's place.　　The students were still studying on their own in the evening, and the aunt turned on a desk lamp and knitted wool under the lamp.　　Lin Wanxing said hello to her aunt and gave half of the fried chestnuts with sugar she bought on the side of the road when she came back to her aunt.　　"Xiaolin, you're really polite." The aunt filled half of the chestnuts in a bamboo basket, peeled one off with a "click", and asked, "Are you tired from work today, how high is it to bring?" "I didn't go to lead the class, I was assigned to take care of sports equipment." 　　"Oh, do evil. Tired or not? "It's easy, no one cares about me, and I can still play games." Lin Wanxing said with a smile.　　"By the way, your courier arrived today, it's very heavy, such a big box, it's full of books, I'll ask the young man to help you move into the dormitory." 　　"Thank you, Auntie." Lin Wanxing said.　　"After reading so many books, you must be good at reading and be a good teacher." 　　Lin Wanxing opened the door of the dormitory, the night breeze passed through the hall, and Teacher Xiao Xu's bed had been emptied.　　The left half of the room was suddenly empty, and the right half of the bed to the desk was occupied by a huge cardboard box half a person high.　　The lights come on, and the scotch tape wrapped around the cardboard box glows.　　The cardboard box also has a lot of markings she made with markers.　　Lin Wanxing stood in front of the box and looked at it for a while, but finally did not open it.

第5章 抽烟 　　林晚星在经历入职第一天的放养后。 　　第二日午后，体育组竟然还派了个专门老师，来带她熟悉工作。 　　老师姓钱，胖乎乎的，虽然为人看上去圆润和气，但据说以前是练拳击出身。 　　器材室大门洞开，长风灌入。 　　室内窗明几净，钱老师怔在门口。 　　过了会儿，钱老师欣喜地走入室内，夸奖道：“小林老师居然把仓库都整理了，工作态度很积极啊！” 　　“总要整理的，闲着也是闲着。” 　　“那小林老师现在还闲吗，我们办公室也要打扫……” 　　林晚星笑：“没问题啊，需要打扫的时候我都可以去。” 　　“开玩笑，别当真啊。”钱老师身材魁梧，但声音却软绵绵的，他绕着那些货架走了一圈。 　　趁此机会，林晚星干脆把所有她认为报废的器械都搬出来，给钱老师一一过目。 　　跳断的绳子、干瘪的篮球、网线绷断的羽毛球拍…… 　　最后，她把核对的清单递出。 　　钱老师确定后，就能在后勤例会上提交。 　　“如果还有要补的器材，您有空可以告诉我种类和数量。”林晚星最后说。 　　钱老师看了眼一箩筐的破损器材，很汗颜：“咳，小林老师啊……学校，也是个职场。” 　　“啊？” 　　“职场经验就是，别太勤快，不然什么事都找上你。” 　　“您说的有道理！”林晚星边说边递上另一张纸，“钱老师，我把大型器材也核对了一遍，这是清单，你看我们什么时候有空去检查下器材是否完好？” 　　钱老师：“……” 　　虽然嘴上教育他，但钱老师还是趁午休的空闲时间，带她在操场附近走了一圈。 　　钱老师告诉她所有在管辖范围内的大型器材，他们检查了篮球架、足球门、单双杠…… 　　普通高中的大型器材其实不多，但风吹雨淋，容易耗损严重，不经常检查容易造成安全隐患。 　　林晚星在小板子上，记下每天要记得扫沙坑的内容。 　　她又登记了一块被砸坏的篮板、双杠柱体锈蚀，还有学校球门足球网缺失。 　　钱老师看她在小板子上登记的内容：“经费就这么多，申请也不一定能给你批下来。” 　　“就试试嘛。”林晚星说。 　　一整个午休时间，钱老师都在器材室。 　　下午第一节 课正是钱老师的班，所以他就干脆没回自己办公室。 　　林晚星在器材室里整理刚才记录的东西，钱老师就一大团在旁边躺椅上喝茶看报纸。他手里还拿了支铅笔，在玩报纸上的益智游戏，非常中老年做派。 　　一个身材高大的男生在门口敲门，说自己是体育课代表，要找钱老师，问下午第一节 体育课要用的器材。 　　男生眼角下有条狭长的疤，前一秒还还嬉皮笑脸，在看到她的后一秒就石化了。 　　林晚星抬起头，觉得和秦敖同学的见面，永远都很巧。 　　钱老师放下报纸，说：“下节课上排球，你把排球筐搬出去，保证班级里2个人1个就行。” 　　秦敖点点头，扭头往球类区走。 　　林晚星看着秦敖高大的背影，问钱老师：“体育课代表？” 　　“是，每节课上课前，体育课代表会按照体育老师的要求，提前来借器材。”钱老师简单和她说了下流程。 　　秦敖点完排球，搬着篮筐出来。 　　虽然林晚星觉得那个筐子比她半个人还要高，但秦敖搬起来却毫不费力。 　　男生头也不回，想直接往门外走。 　　林晚星：“秦敖。” 　　秦敖身影一僵，转过头又点头哈腰笑道：“老师您找我有事？” 　　“你还没签字呢。”林晚星把器材借还登记册翻开，推到桌边。 　　秦敖放下排球筐，走过来。 　　“借还册”上一行，由陈江河签下的“秦敖”两字显眼极了。 　　秦敖瞥了眼钱老师。 　　钱老师还在写报纸上的小游戏，没看他们这里。 　　男生立刻提笔，把上一行“足球”那栏里“秦敖”三个字用力涂黑，然后旁边空白的缝隙里强行写上“陈江河”的名字。 　　林晚星转了圈笔，戳了戳第一列，“借用器材这里写排球多少个，写清个数。” 　　“我知道。” 　　秦敖“唰唰”填完，放下笔就走。 　　“秦敖啊。”钱老师叫住他。 　　秦敖急停，过了会儿才转头：“钱老师，还有什么事儿吗？” 　　“最近怎么体育生练的时候没见你人，是不是偷懒了？” 　　“我不考体育了，我妈让我高中毕业去我叔厂里上班。” 　　“你叔叔做什么的？” 　　“搞五金。” 　　“五金厂上班不轻松啊，你这样自己前途一点没数可不行。”钱老师放下报纸，坐直身子，“你说你好好考体育高考，以后进个体育学院选足球专项，出来就算当个教练也好，怎么说不练就不练了？” 　　“我不是那块料，文化课成绩考不上这些个。”秦敖很不以为意地说。 　　他抱着一大筐排球离开器材室，钱老师还在痛心疾首。 　　林晚星分析了一遍两人对话里的信息，忽然问：“秦敖也踢球吗？” 　　“对，他以前我们高中足球队的，耐力好得很。” 　　“那陈江河呢，他们之前是一个队的？” 　　“没错。”钱老师笑了起来，“小林老师不错啊，这么两天就认识不少学生了？” 　　“就学校里突然遇到过。”林晚星打了个马虎眼，“我们高中居然还有球队啊？” 　　“以前是有球队，之前的校长喜欢搞这些政绩工程，你不要看秦敖现在这么吊儿郎当的样子，他们队之前拿过好成绩，所以整个儿队伍作为体育特招生进的我们高中。不过后来换了校长，特别反感这些，他们慢慢也就不踢了。” 　　林晚星微愣：“不踢了，为什么？” 　　“各种原因都有吧，家长觉得踢球没前途。国足成绩差，社会舆论环境不好。学生自己嘛，到高中没人认真管教，他们队之前成绩不错，后来一混就没了。” 　　“这样啊。” 　　钱老师端起茶杯，吹散上面的茶叶沫：“要我说他们就不该来上高中，去个体育技校多好，高中多难那，他们根本读不下来。” 　　钱老师抿了口茶，摇头晃脑地说完。 　　林晚星沉默了一段时间。 　　“还是有点可惜。”她说。 　　13：15。 　　上第一节 体育课的学生们姗姗来迟。 　　林晚星也不属于体育实习老师，就端着个小板凳坐在器材室靠操场的窗边，观摩体育课。 　　体育课流程千篇一律。 　　师生互相问好后，钱老师先让秦敖带大家慢跑热身。 　　学生们懒懒散散，钱老师也只当没看到。他操场上转了两圈，回来时已经可以直接开始正式授课内容。 　　这节课的主题是排球。 　　教学内容为：正面双手垫球。 　　钱老师做了几个示范动作，又让学生们站成两排互相练习。 　　他指导纠正了几位同学，看时间差不多，就让大家两人领一个排球，自由练习。 　　学生们都很喜欢钱老师这样的体育课，解散后自由活动，大家就可以各玩各的。 　　比如操场上就有几个五班男生，他们先是在排球场附近假装转了转。趁无人注意时，他们偷偷往操场边小树林溜过去。 　　林晚星把这一切看在眼里。 　　过了会，她把手机揣在口袋里，往男生们身影消失的小树林方向走去。 　　在小树林一棵隐蔽的樟树荫下，林晚星找到了三个正在吞云吐雾的男生。 　　他们夹着烟，校服拉链敞开，摆着酷酷的姿势。 　　其中一人，正是秦敖。 　　林晚星出现的时候，秦敖刚把烟灰抖在土上。他听到脚步声抬头，吓得猛窜起来。 　　男生一脸惊愕和憋屈，张了张嘴，大概是想喊“老师”，又喊不出口。 　　剩下两个学生仰头左看又看，一时搞不清状况，又不舍得灭烟。其中一人还偷偷又嘬了口滤嘴，眼睛很大，睫毛又卷，表情慌张可爱。 　　秦敖反应过来，调整好情绪，假笑着问道：“老师，您来找我有什么事吗？” 　　“没事，路过。”林晚星说。 　　听到“老师”两个字，树荫下另外两个男生突然手忙脚乱，慌张着把烟头扔掉踩灭。 　　秦敖反而很冷静：“您不把我扭送教务处？” 　　“不用，我在这等奶茶。”林晚星指了指树林外的学校铁栅栏，说。 　　“那老师您等着。” 　　秦敖说完，又蹲下来，他“咔擦”一声，按开打火机，公然在她面前又点了根烟。 　　挑衅意味十足。 　　林晚星并不在意，她在秦敖的烟友小朋友身边蹲下，问：“你会踢足球吗？” 　　小男生还处于茫然无措阶段，听到这话，他突然兴奋地道：“会啊，我踢球超牛逼！” 　　“那秦敖呢，他也超牛逼的吗？” 　　“哦，老秦啊，他菜得很！” 　　“林鹿！”秦敖颇为严厉的声音，喊了他的烟友。 　　“聊会儿天，别紧张。”林晚星继续和那位名叫林鹿的高中生蹲在一起，问，“你们现在还踢吗，有没有比赛，我有空可以去看吗？” 　　听到这话，林鹿突然震惊：“现在是6102年了，你还看足球比赛？足球已然过气，现在是电子竞技的时代！” 　　“那你玩什么游戏？”林晚星问。 　　“我王者荣耀超牛逼，李白玩得潇洒飘逸！”林鹿答。 　　“放屁，你明明只会蔡文姬！”旁边另个一男生吐槽。 　　林晚星和他们聊了会儿游戏，五分钟后，外卖员站在栅栏外，把奶茶递进校园。 　　林晚星把吸管插破塑封口，吸了一口，换了个位置，在秦敖身边蹲下。 　　秦敖吐了口烟圈，挑眉。 　　林晚星问：“你呢，王者荣耀也超牛逼吗？” 　　秦敖：“老师我不玩游戏，我好好学习天天向上。” 　　“那之前呢，钱老师说你们这队人足球很厉害，你们是不是拿过什么厉害的冠军，为什么突然放弃了？” 　　秦敖突然不笑了。 　　“老师……”秦敖打断她。 　　“恩？” 　　“你刚才不是在等奶茶，现在奶茶来了。” 　　“这我不就可以喝着奶茶，和你聊天？”林晚星说。 　　林鹿“噗”地笑出声。 　　秦敖抽了林鹿一记头皮，一脸受不了的样子。他吸了口烟，踩灭烟头，站起来转头走了。 　　两个小跟班手忙脚乱地想跟上老大。 　　林鹿追着秦敖的背影跑了两步，又像突然想起什么，跑回来，蹭到她身边，悄悄地说：“老师，我们不是冠军。” 　　“啊？” 　　“我们永远是！亚军~”
Chapter 5 Smoking Lin Wanxing after experiencing the first day of stocking.　　On the afternoon of the second day, the physical education team even sent a special teacher to take her to familiarize herself with the work.　　The teacher's surname is Qian, chubby, although he looks mellow and amiable, but it is said that he used to practice boxing.　　The door of the equipment room is opened, and the long wind pours in.　　The indoor windows were bright and clean, and Mr. Qian was stunned at the door.　　After a while, Mr. Qian happily walked into the room and praised: "Mr. Xiaolin actually tidied up the warehouse, and his work attitude is very positive!" "It's always going to be sorted out, and being idle is also idle." 　　"Is Mr. Kobayashi still idle now, our office also needs to be cleaned......" 　　Lin Wanxing smiled: "No problem, I can go when I need to clean." "Just kidding, don't take it seriously." Mr. Qian was burly, but his voice was soft, and he walked around the shelves.　　Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Wanxing simply took out all the equipment she thought was scrapped and gave it to Teacher Qian one by one.　　Broken ropes, shriveled basketballs, badminton rackets with broken net cables...... 　　Finally, she handed over the checklist.　　After Mr. Qian is confirmed, he can submit it at the regular logistics meeting.　　"If there is any equipment to be replenished, you can tell me the type and quantity if you are free." Lin Wanxing finally said.　　Teacher Qian glanced at a basket of broken equipment, and was embarrassed: "Cough, Mr. Xiaolin...... School is also a workplace. "Huh?" 　　"The experience in the workplace is, don't be too diligent, or you will be found for everything." 　　"You have a point!" Lin Wanxing handed over another piece of paper as she spoke, "Teacher Qian, I also checked the large equipment, this is the list, when do you think we have time to check whether the equipment is in good condition?" Teacher Qian: "......" 　　Although he paid lip service to educating him, Teacher Qian still took advantage of her free time during the lunch break to take her around the playground.　　Teacher Qian told her about all the large equipment in the jurisdiction, and they checked the basketball hoop, the football goal, the single parallel bars...... 　　In fact, there are not many large equipment in ordinary high schools, but they are easy to wear and tear out from the wind and rain, and it is easy to cause potential safety hazards if they are not checked frequently.　　Lin Wanxing was on the small board, writing down the content of the sand pit that she should remember to sweep every day.　　She also registered a smashed rebound, a rusted parallel bars and a missing school goal soccer net.　　Teacher Qian looked at the content she registered on the small board: "There are so many funds, and the application may not be approved for you." "Just try." Lin Wanxing said.　　During the lunch break, Mr. Qian was in the equipment room.　　The first class in the afternoon was Mr. Qian's class, so he didn't go back to his office at all.　　Lin Wanxing was sorting out the things he had just recorded in the equipment room, and Mr. Qian was drinking tea and reading newspapers on the recliner next to him. He also has a pencil in his hand and is playing a puzzle game in the newspaper, very middle-aged and elderly.　　A tall boy knocked at the door, saying that he was the representative of the physical education class, and he was looking for Teacher Qian, and asked about the equipment for the first physical education class in the afternoon.　　The boy had a narrow scar at the corner of his eye, and he was still smiling a little hippie one second, but he was petrified the second after seeing her.　　Lin Wanxing raised her head and felt that the meeting with classmate Qin Ao was always a coincidence.　　Teacher Qian put down the newspaper and said, "In the next class for volleyball, you can move the volleyball basket out and ensure that there are two people in the class." Qin Ao nodded, turned his head and walked towards the ball area.　　Lin Wanxing looked at Qin Ao's tall back and asked Teacher Qian, "Physical education class representative?" "Yes, before each class, the PE representative will come to borrow equipment in advance according to the PE teacher's request." Teacher Qian briefly explained the process to her.　　Qin Ao finished ordering the volleyball and came out with the basket.　　Although Lin Wanxing felt that the basket was taller than half of her, Qin Ao had no trouble moving it.　　The boy didn't look back, and wanted to go straight out the door.　　Lin Wanxing: "Qin Ao." Qin Ao's figure froze, turned his head and nodded again, and said with a smile: "Teacher, do you have something to do with me?" "You haven't signed it yet." Lin Wanxing opened the register of borrowing and returning equipment and pushed it to the table.　　Qin Ao put down the volleyball basket and walked over.　　On the line of "borrowing and returning the book", the word "Qin Ao" signed by Chen Jianghe is very conspicuous.　　Qin Ao glanced at Teacher Qian.　　Teacher Qian is still writing a little game in the newspaper, so I didn't read them here.　　The boy immediately picked up the pen and blacked out the three words "Qin Ao" in the column of "football" on the previous line, and then forcibly wrote the name of "Chen Jianghe" in the blank gap next to him.　　Lin Wanxing turned the pen in a circle and poked the first column, "Borrow equipment to write how many volleyballs are here, and write down the number." "I know." 　　Qin Ao finished filling it in, put down the pen and left.　　"Qin Ao." Teacher Qian stopped him.　　Qin Ao stopped abruptly, and only turned his head after a while: "Teacher Qian, is there anything else?" "Why haven't I seen you when I was practicing sports recently, are you lazy?" 　　"I don't take the physical education exam anymore, and my mother asked me to graduate from high school and go to work in my uncle's factory." 　　"What does your uncle do?" 　　"Engage in hardware." 　　"It's not easy to work in a hardware factory, you can't have a future like this." Teacher Qian put down the newspaper and sat up straight, "You said that you should take the physical education college entrance examination well, and in the future, you will enter a sports college to choose a football specialty, and even if you come out, even if you become a coach, how can you say that if you don't practice, you won't practice?" "I'm not that material, and I can't get these grades in cultural classes." Qin Ao said disapprerovingly.　　He left the equipment room with a large basket of volleyballs, and Mr. Qian was still in pain.　　Lin Wanxing analyzed the information in the conversation between the two, and suddenly asked, "Does Qin Ao also play football?" "Yes, he used to be on our high school soccer team, and his stamina was very good." 　　"What about Chen Jianghe, they were on a team before?" 　　"That's right." Teacher Qian laughed, "Teacher Xiaolin is good, I've known a lot of students in the past two days?" "I met it all of a sudden in school." Lin Wanxing sloppily looked, "We still have a team in high school?" "In the past, there was a team, and the previous principal liked to engage in these political performance projects, you don't look at Qin Ao like this now, their team has won good grades before, so the whole team entered our high school as a special sports enrollment. But then the principal changed, and they were particularly disgusted with these, so they slowly stopped playing. Lin Wanxing was slightly stunned: "Don't kick it, why?" "There are all kinds of reasons, parents feel that there is no future in football. The national football team has poor results and a bad public opinion environment. The students themselves, no one seriously disciplined them in high school, and their team had good grades before, but then they disappeared as soon as they got mixed up. "That's right." 　　Teacher Qian picked up the teacup and blew away the tea foam on it: "If you want me to say that they shouldn't come to high school, how good it is to go to a sports technical school, how difficult it is to go to high school, they can't study at all." Teacher Qian took a sip of tea and shook his head and finished speaking.　　Lin Wanxing was silent for a while.　　"It's still a bit of a pity." She said.　　13：15。　　The students were late for the first period of PE class.　　Lin Wanxing is not a physical education intern teacher, so she sits on a small bench by the window of the playground in the equipment room and observes the physical education class.　　The PE process is the same.　　After the teachers and students greeted each other, Teacher Qian first asked Qin Ao to take everyone to jog to warm up.　　The students were lazy and lazy, and Mr. Qian didn't see it. He walked around the playground twice, and when he came back, he could already start the formal lesson.　　The topic of this lesson is volleyball.　　The teaching content is: the front two-handed cushion ball.　　Teacher Qian did a few demonstrations and asked the students to stand in two rows and practice with each other.　　He instructed and corrected a few classmates, and seeing that the time was about the same, he asked the two of them to lead a volleyball and practice freely.　　The students are very fond of Mr. Qian's physical education class, and after the disbandment, they are free to move, and everyone can play their own games.　　For example, there were a few boys in Class 5 on the playground, and they first pretended to go around near the volleyball court. When no one was looking, they sneaked into the grove at the edge of the playground.　　Lin Wanxing saw all this in her eyes.　　After a while, she put her phone in her pocket and walked in the direction of the grove where the boys had disappeared.　　Under the shade of a hidden camphor tree in the grove, Lin Wanxing found three boys who were swallowing clouds and spitting fog.　　They were holding cigarettes, their uniforms zipped open, and they were in cool poses.　　One of them is Qin Ao.　　When Lin Wanxing appeared, Qin Ao had just shaken the cigarette ash on the soil. He looked up at the sound of footsteps and scurried up in fright.　　The boy looked shocked and aggrieved, and opened his mouth, probably wanting to shout "teacher", but he couldn't.　　The remaining two students looked up and left, confused for a while, and reluctant to extinguish the smoke. One of them also secretly pouted the filter again, his eyes were big, his eyelashes were curled, and his expression was flustered and cute.　　Qin Ao reacted, adjusted his emotions, and asked with a smirk, "Teacher, is there anything you have to do with me?" "It's okay, passing by." Lin Wanxing said.　　Hearing the word "teacher", the other two boys in the shade of the tree suddenly rushed and threw away the cigarette butts in a panic and stepped on them.　　Qin Ao was very calm: "You don't want to send me to the Academic Affairs Office?" "No, I'm waiting for milk tea here." Lin Wanxing pointed to the iron fence of the school outside the woods and said.　　"Then you wait, teacher." 　　After Qin Ao finished speaking, he squatted down again, he "clicked", pressed the lighter, and openly lit another cigarette in front of her.　　Provocative.　　Lin Wanxing didn't care, she squatted down next to Qin Ao's smoker friend and asked, "Do you know how to play football?" The little boy was still at a loss, and when he heard this, he suddenly said excitedly: "Yes, I play football super awesome!" "What about Qin Ao, is he also super awesome?" 　　"Oh, Lao Qin, he cooks very well!" 　　"Lin Lu!" Qin Ao shouted in a rather stern voice to his smoker.　　"Let's talk for a while, don't be nervous." Lin Wanxing continued to squat with the high school student named Lin Lu and asked, "Are you still playing, are there any games, can I watch them when I have time?" Hearing this, Lin Lu was suddenly shocked: "It's 6102 now, and you still watch football games?" Football is outdated, it's the age of eSports! "And what game do you play?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"The glory of my king is super awesome, Li Bai has a chic and elegant play!" Lin Lu replied.　　"Fart, you're obviously only Cai Wenji!" Another boy next to him complained.　　Lin Wanxing chatted with them for a while, and five minutes later, the delivery man stood outside the fence and handed milk tea to the campus.　　Lin Wanxing inserted the straw through the plastic seal, took a sip, changed the position, and squatted down beside Qin Ao.　　Qin Ao spat out the smoke ring and raised his eyebrows.　　Lin Wanxing asked: "What about you, is the glory of kings also super awesome?" Qin Ao: "Teacher, I don't play games, I study hard every day." "Before that, Mr. Qian said that your team is very good at football, have you won any great championships, why did you suddenly give up?" 　　Qin Ao suddenly stopped laughing.　　"Teacher......" Qin Ao interrupted her.　　"Huh?"You weren't waiting for milk tea just now, now milk tea is here." 　　"Why can't I drink milk tea and chat with you?" Lin Wanxing said.　　Lin Lu laughed out loud.　　Qin Ao slapped Lin Lu's scalp, looking unbearable. He took a puff on his cigarette, stepped on the cigarette butt, got up and turned away.　　The two little henchmen are scrambling to keep up with the boss.　　Lin Lu ran two steps after Qin Ao's back, and as if he suddenly remembered something, he ran back, rubbed against her, and whispered, "Teacher, we are not champions. "Huh?" 　　"We always are! Runner-up~"

第6章 ⑩- 　　林鹿最后的话，很像在开玩笑，又如同什么解不开的咒语。 　　器材管理室的工作确实相当清闲。 　　下午，总共有6个班级上了体育课。 　　除了上课前后学生借还器材时有点事干，大部分时间，林晚星都没有太多事情可做。 　　下午4：00的时候，从远处飘来学校食堂煮米饭的香味。 　　林晚星在办公桌前整理器材清单，秦敖同学却突然出现在她的办公桌前。 　　林晚星抬头，很意外。 　　“老师，你这是什么意思？” 　　男生眉头微挑，目光凌厉，他气势汹汹，把一团东西甩在桌上。 　　林晚星低头，桌上是盒香烟。 　　烟盒外裹着张礼物包装纸，上面布满红蓝爱心。纸被揉得很皱，看上去秦敖因为一路都憋着股气，所以把东西抓得很紧。 　　她倒也没有在意学生光明正大把香烟砸在办公桌上的举动，而是拿起张被捏皱的包装纸。 　　纸上有段粉色的手写字 　　【你对自己的人生充满困惑吗？ 　　你仍不知道未来要走向何方吗？ 　　八中小林，专治厌学、逃学、不愿学、不出成绩等疑难杂症。 　　地址：宏景市第八中学体育器材室 　　电话：18953418080】 　　那瞬间，林晚星很不敢相信自己看到了什么。 　　她既不知道秦敖哪来的这盒烟，也不知道为什么上面会出现她的名字和地址，她甚至不知道怎么上面留的手机号码能和她的一模一样？ 　　但她很快克制住内心的震惊，并且也没有大声向秦敖左右解释什么。 　　包装纸显然是包在香烟上的，她的目光移向桌上那盒“红南京”。 　　正红烟盒，上画印着“南京”两个金色大字。盒盖半开，塑封还剩一半。可以看到烟盒里似乎塞着很多亮闪闪的东西。 　　林晚星把烟盒打开。 　　哗啦啦地，烟盒里蹦出一大团亮闪闪的彩纸，金丝、银丝、红丝，整个桌面被铺洒得得喜气洋洋。 　　“惊喜”突如其来，林晚星却更不明白这到底怎么一回事。 　　她先抬头看了眼秦敖，男生仍死死盯着她，脸上还是止不住的气愤。 　　大概是学生太生气，林晚星反而冷静下来。 　　她强忍着心中云翻雾涌的不解情绪，把掉出来的东西拢在一起。 　　烟盒里还有几支完好的香烟。 　　她拿出一支烟，转了一圈，才意识到是有人把彩纸碎屑代替烟草，包进了烟里。 　　所以，秦敖肯定不知怎地，收到了这么个礼盒包装的香烟。 　　他拆开烟发现是个恶作剧，于是气急败坏跑来找她算账？ 　　林晚星想到这里，却突然在被开拆的卷烟纸内侧，又发现了一行铅笔字 　　①持之以恒 　　她很困惑地看了眼秦敖，男生眉毛挑起，很显然也同样发现了烟纸里的字。 　　林晚星继续拆向下了一支烟。 　　⑦人当自强 　　又一支…… 　　⑧恒久努力铸辉煌 　　看上去好像是什么劝学的心灵鸡汤集锦？ 　　她将烟纸展开，3支烟的烟纸上，分别都写有一句鼓舞人心的话。 　　虽然每张纸上的内容不同，圆润可爱的字体，配上满桌彩纸，怎么看都是有暗恋情怀的小女生，为了劝男孩戒烟，而准备的小礼物。 　　“在哪里发现的？”林晚星继续看向下一根烟。 　　“不是老师把东西放我桌肚里的吗？” 　　“你觉得我是会搞这种无聊事情的人吗？”林晚星问道。 　　“你是。”秦敖斩钉截铁道，“18953418080，是老师的电话好吗吗，我现在拨一下，老师的手机会响吗？” 　　“不会，我手机上班都开静音。” 　　林晚星再拆开一支烟，“就算这里面留了我的电话，但也并不代表这事就是我做的。” 　　秦敖冷笑。 　　林晚星低头 　　⑤书山有路冲为径 　　这张烟纸上又是类似的句子。 　　①、②、③、④、⑤、⑥、⑦、⑧、⑨ 　　林晚星把刚才拆开的九张烟纸按顺序排好，既猜不透是什么人在秦敖的课桌里放了这么一盒烟，更猜不透对方把这件事栽赃她的动机。 　　“如果是我把这盒烟塞给你，我现在为什么不承认，你不觉得奇怪吗？”想了半天，林晚星只能这么说。 　　“不奇怪，因为老师喜欢做这样的事。” 　　门口传来清亮的少年声音，林晚星顺势看去。陈江河站在门口，不知道听了多久。 　　“陈狗？”秦敖出声，很意外陈江河突然出现。 　　陈江河却没回应，少年直接走到她办公桌前，将那张“免费借球100次卡”摔在她桌上：“这也是老师干的吧？” 　　“老师还干了什么？”秦敖不明所以，捡起那张自制的“免费借球100次卡”左右翻看，最后“靠”了一声：“这够幼稚的啊！” 　　陈江河脸色铁青，完全不见昨晚吃牛肉米线时的乖巧，又恢复拒人千里之外的冷峻。 　　“你不仅给我送‘小礼物’，还给陈狗送？”秦敖猛然醒悟，看着陈江河说，“这逼真信了，还跑来问你借足球，够天真啊？” 　　“你到底想干什么呢？”陈江河被秦敖一刺激，更凶了，“你是要管教我们，还是拯救我们？但我们就是垃圾学生，麻烦您离我们远点。” 　　少年说完，头也不回走了。 　　见陈江河真生气了，秦敖扭头追了出去。 　　少年们你拽我扯，在门外争吵。 　　桌上是一团糟的纸屑。 　　林晚星低头，耳旁是他们刚嚷嚷的嗡嗡声。 　　桌上借球卡和包装纸上的笔迹非常相似，大概率出自同一人之手。 　　很明显，有人把这两个孩子引来这间器材室？ 　　为什么？ 　　思绪纷乱，屋外的夏风吹入室内，彩屑四散，金光灿灿。 　　桌上还剩下最后一支没拆开的烟。 　　她捏起烟卷，将之缓缓展开…… 　　⑩口口口 　　最后这张烟纸上的字符，令人意想不到。 　　林晚星沉吟片刻，突然站起来，冲两个男生的背影喊：“等等。” 　　秦敖和陈江河身影一顿，继续往前走，很明显想装没听到。 　　喊“听我解释”一类的话肯定没用，林晚星干脆说：“滚回来，想我亲自去你们班上抓人？” 　　十几秒后，陈江河和秦敖，重新回到她办公桌前。 　　“跑什么跑，来老师面前摔东西，摔一半就想走？”林晚星问。 　　两个男生直愣愣杵着，闭口不言。 　　桌上的彩纸屑被吹得乱作一团，林晚星从中捏起“烟纸”和“借球卡”，说：“我有证据，证明这两件东西都不是我做的。” 　　屋子里沉默了几秒钟。 　　“什么、证据？”陈江河从牙缝里吐出这几个字。 　　“首先，这和我的字迹不同，当然，你可以说我找别人写的字。所以你先回答我，你是什么时候得到这个“免费借球100次卡”的？” 　　“周三下午。” 　　“怎么拿到的？” 　　“也是在我书桌里发现的。” 　　“上周三？” 　　“是。” 　　林晚星拿出手机，点开日程给两人看：“周三是9月4号。我是这周一、9月9号才来学校入职。” 　　陈江河冷峻的眉峰蹙起。 　　林晚星又点开火车购票界面，说：“我9.8号才从永川坐高铁来宏景，在你收到这张卡的时候，我都不在这座城市。” 　　陈江河哑口无言，他薄唇紧抿，仿佛陷入沉思。 　　林晚星转头看秦敖。 　　秦敖浑身一凛，不由得把手插到校服口袋里。 　　“你刚才说了，烟是桌肚里找到的？”林晚星问。 　　“是啊。”秦敖答。 　　“那请问秦敖同学，光天化日、朗朗乾坤，我怎么上教学楼偷偷去你桌肚里放一包烟，不被发现？” 　　“刚才不是体育课，而且老师你看起来像学生啊。”秦敖说。 　　“我谢谢你啊！”林晚星都快气乐了，“那我有个问题，犯罪最关键的是什么？是动机吧，请问我有什么必要做这些事？” 　　两个学生都闭嘴了。 　　林晚星注视着陈江河：“像你说的，我想做个拯救学生的好老师？” 　　她仰起头，自我介绍，“我本人，永川大学硕士研究生毕业，省高考文科状元，共发表9篇SCI论文，其中6篇一作，7年国家奖学金获得者，请问，如果我不是想混日子，为什么要坐在这里” 　　陈江河和秦敖完全石化，听到最后，两个小朋友脸上都现出一丝迷茫。 　　陈江河：“SCI是什么？” 　　秦敖：“您这么自吹自擂是不是不太好？” 　　“又不是丢人的事，有什么不好的？” 　　陈江河与秦敖逐渐脸红，气氛尴尬。 　　秦敖在裤缝上搓了搓手：“那老师，这……真的不是你……” 　　“不是我。” 　　“那对不起。”陈江河果断道歉。 　　“很显然不是你的错，是有人在搞鬼。”林晚星说，“现在问题来了，谁做的，他为什么要这么做？” 　　两个男生木愣楞，你看我我看你，看样子一点头绪都没有。 　　“目前有几点信息是确定的。”林晚星伸出手指，“第一、有人做了很奇奇怪怪的东西给你们；第二、有人故意引导你们，来这间体育器材室。” 　　“为什么来你这里，难道老师你的器材室里有‘宝贝’，我们要来‘寻宝’？” 　　“也不是没这个可能？”林晚星说。 　　秦敖呆滞了，在他和陈江河不解的目光中，林晚星摊开了最后那张烟纸。 　　⑩-口口口 　　两个男生凑近桌面，弯腰驼背，对着烟纸研究了半天。 　　“这是什么有意思？”最后，秦敖问。 　　“……三个口？”陈江河又开始皱眉。 　　“不是三个口，而是‘⑩-口口口’”林晚星纠正道，“其他都写着鸡汤，为什么这张没有？” 　　“忘了写呗！”秦敖说。 　　“①-⑨都有，⑩忘写了？” 　　秦敖纠结了：“那我也不知道啊！” 　　陈江河忽然抬眼，目光清亮：“是填空？” 　　“填什么？”秦敖有点茫然，随后目光又移向烟纸上三个小方框，“你说①-⑨是线索，⑩是要让我填的东西？” 　　“算是有这个可能吧。”林晚星点头，认可了陈江河的猜测。 　　“还有别的可能吗？”秦敖问。 　　“暂时想不出来。”林晚星答。 　　“那这个要填什么？”秦敖问。 　　“目前没想到。”林晚星答 　　“老师您不是永川大学硕士研究生毕业，高考文科状元，还是三篇什么什么I论文一作，同时拿了7年国家奖学的大学霸吗？”秦敖笑嘻嘻地问。 　　“在这等我那？”林晚星笑。 　　秦敖噤声。 　　陈江河像个小老头似地，还皱着眉：“真有人引我和秦敖来这里，找老师你吗，但为什么就我和秦敖收到了？” 　　“肯定是因为你和秦敖有什么共通点。而且说不定，还会有别的人找上我的门。” 　　林晚星这么说。 　　屋子里又安静下来。 　　办公桌上原本展开的烟纸又半圈回去，像那种一碰就缩回脑袋的软体生物。 　　“那我们现在要怎么办？”陈江河问。 　　“先想想你们身边有谁会做这样的事。” 　　“想不到啊，是不是老师你得罪了什么人？！”秦敖问。 　　“我一周前还不在这里，更想不到了。”林晚星说。 　　器材室里又陷入沉静，他们好像都进了死胡同。 　　整件事好像什么恶作剧，有人出了个题目，问题无足轻重，但你又想知道答案。 　　林晚星微沉吟：“目前来说，我们能做的，好像只有试着把题目做出来了？” 　　林晚星把烟纸一张张排齐：“每人抄一份，各自研究吧。” 　　“但万一这不是填空题呢？”陈江河问。 　　“就当练字了。”林晚星说。
Chapter 6 (10) - Lin Lu's last words were like a joke, and like some spell that couldn't be solved.　　The work in the equipment management room is indeed quite leisurely.　　In the afternoon, a total of 6 classes had physical education classes.　　Except for some things to do when students borrowed and returned equipment before and after class, Lin Wanxing didn't have much to do most of the time.　　At 4:00 p.m., the smell of rice cooking in the school cafeteria wafted from afar.　　Lin Wanxing was sorting out the list of equipment at her desk, but Qin Ao suddenly appeared at her desk.　　Lin Wanxing looked up, surprised.　　"Teacher, what do you mean by that?" 　　The boy raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were sharp, and he was aggressive, throwing a ball of things on the table.　　Lin Wanxing lowered her head, and there was a box of cigarettes on the table.　　The cigarette case is wrapped in a gift wrapping paper covered with red and blue hearts. The paper was crumpled very crumpled, and it seemed that Qin Ao was holding his breath all the way, so he grabbed things very tightly.　　She didn't care about the student's open smashing of cigarettes on the desk, but picked up a crumpled wrapper.　　There is a pink handwriting on the paper [Are you confused about your life?　　Don't you still know where the future holds?　　Eight small and medium-sized forests, specializing in the treatment of incurable diseases such as boredom, truancy, reluctance to learn, and lack of grades.　　Address: Sports Equipment Room of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School Tel: 18953418080] At that moment, Lin Wanxing couldn't believe what she saw.　　She didn't know where Qin Ao got this box of cigarettes, nor did she know why her name and address appeared on it, and she didn't even know how the mobile phone number left on it could be exactly the same as hers?　　But she quickly restrained the shock in her heart, and she didn't explain anything loudly to Qin Ao.　　The wrapper was obviously wrapped around the cigarette, and her eyes moved to the box of "Red Nanjing" on the table.　　It is a red cigarette box, and the painting is printed with two golden characters of "Nanjing". The lid is ajar, and half of the plastic seal remains. You can see that there seems to be a lot of shiny stuff stuffed in the cigarette case.　　Lin Wanxing opened the cigarette case.　　In an uproar, a large ball of shiny colored paper popped out of the cigarette case, gold, silver, and red silk, and the entire desktop was spread out with joy.　　The "surprise" came suddenly, but Lin Wanxing didn't understand what was going on.　　She looked up at Qin Ao first, but the boy was still staring at her, and his face was still uncontrollable with anger.　　Probably because the student was too angry, Lin Wanxing calmed down instead.　　She endured the incomprehension in her heart and put the things that fell out together.　　There were also a few intact cigarettes in the cigarette case.　　She took out a cigarette and spun around it, only to realize that someone had wrapped crumbs of colored paper in place of tobacco and wrapped them in the cigarette.　　Therefore, Qin Ao must have somehow received such a gift box of cigarettes.　　He opened the cigarette and found that it was a prank, so he ran to her in a fit of rage to settle the score?　　Lin Wanxing thought of this, but suddenly found another line of pencil words on the inside of the cigarette paper that was opened (1) Perseverance She glanced at Qin Ao in confusion, the boy's eyebrows raised, and it was obvious that he had also found the words in the cigarette paper.　　Lin Wanxing continued to open a cigarette.　　(7) People should be self-reliant, another ...... 　　(8) Persistent efforts to create brilliance What kind of chicken soup for the soul seems to be a collection of persuasions?　　She unfolded the cigarette paper, and on each of the three cigarettes was written an encouraging word.　　Although the content on each piece of paper is different, the mellow and cute font, with a table full of colored paper, is a small gift prepared by a little girl with a crush in order to persuade the boy to quit smoking.　　"Where did you find it?" Lin Wanxing continued to look at the next cigarette.　　"Didn't the teacher put things in the belly of my desk?" 　　"Do you think I'm someone who would do such a boring thing?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"You are." Qin Ao said categorically, "18953418080, is it the teacher's phone, I will dial it now, will the teacher's mobile phone ring?" "No, my phone is on silent when I go to work." 　　Lin Wanxing opened another cigarette, "Even if my phone number is left here, it doesn't mean that I did it." Qin Ao sneered.　　Lin Wanxing bowed his head (5) There is a road in the book mountain and a similar sentence on this cigarette paper.　　(1), (2), (3), (4), (5), (6), (7), (8), (9) Lin Wanxing arranged the nine cigarette papers that she had just opened in order, and she couldn't guess who put such a box of cigarettes in Qin Ao's desk, let alone the other party's motive for framing her for this matter.　　"If I stuffed this box of cigarettes to you, why don't I admit it now, don't you think it's strange?" After thinking about it for a long time, Lin Wanxing could only say this.　　"It's not surprising, because teachers like to do things like this." 　　A clear young man's voice came from the door, and Lin Wanxing took the opportunity to look. Chen Jianghe stood at the door, I don't know how long he listened.　　"Chen Dog?" Qin Ao made a sound, and was surprised that Chen Jianghe suddenly appeared.　　Chen Jianghe didn't respond, the young man walked directly to her desk and threw the "100 free borrowing cards" on her desk: "This is also what the teacher did, right?" "What else did the teacher do?" Qin Ao didn't know why, so he picked up the self-made "Free Borrowing Ball 100 Times Card" and looked left and right, and finally "leaned" on: "This is naïve enough!" Chen Jianghe's face was pale, he didn't see the well-behaved when he ate beef rice noodles last night, and he returned to his coldness when he was thousands of miles away.　　"You not only gave me a 'small gift', but also gave it to Chen Gou?" Qin Ao suddenly came to his senses, looked at Chen Jianghe and said, "I really believe it, and I came to ask you to borrow a football, is it naïve enough?""What the hell do you want to do?" Chen Jianghe was stimulated by Qin Aoyi, and became even more fierce, "Do you want to discipline us, or save us?" But we're garbage students, so please stay away from us. After the boy finished speaking, he walked away without looking back.　　Seeing that Chen Jianghe was really angry, Qin Ao turned his head and chased him out.　　Teenagers, you tug me and argue outside the door.　　On the table was a mess of confetti.　　Lin Wanxing lowered her head, and next to her ears was the buzzing sound they had just shouted.　　The handwriting on the table card and the wrapping paper are very similar, and it is likely that they were made by the same person.　　Apparently, someone brought these two children to this equipment room?　　Why?　　The thoughts were chaotic, and the summer breeze outside the house blew into the room, scattering the colorful debris and shining with golden light.　　There was still the last unopened cigarette left on the table.　　She picked up the cigarette roll and slowly unfolded it...... 　　(10) Koukoukou The characters on the last piece of cigarette paper are unexpected.　　Lin Wanxing pondered for a moment, then suddenly stood up and shouted at the backs of the two boys: "Wait." Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe paused and continued to walk forward, obviously wanting to pretend not to hear.　　It's definitely useless to shout something like "listen to my explanation", Lin Wanxing simply said: "Go back, do you want me to go to your class to arrest people in person?" More than ten seconds later, Chen Jianghe and Qin Ao returned to her desk.　　"What are you running, coming to the teacher and throwing something, and you want to leave when you fall halfway?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　The two boys were stunned and silent.　　The confetti on the table was blown into a mess, and Lin Wanxing picked up the "cigarette paper" and "borrowing card" from them, and said: "I have evidence to prove that I didn't make these two things." There was silence in the room for a few seconds.　　"What, the evidence?" Chen Jianghe spat out these words from between his teeth.　　"First of all, it's different from my handwriting, and of course, you can say that I find someone else's handwriting. So you answer me first, when did you get this "free 100 times borrowing card"? "Wednesday afternoon." 　　"How did you get it?" 　　"I found it in my desk too." 　　"Last Wednesday?" 　　"Yes." 　　Lin Wanxing took out her mobile phone and clicked on the schedule to show the two of them: "Wednesday is September 4th." I only came to the school on Monday, September 9th. Chen Jianghe's grim eyebrows furrowed.　　Lin Wanxing clicked on the train ticket purchase interface again and said: "I only took the high-speed train from Yongchuan to Hongjing on 9.8, and I was not in this city when you received this card." Chen Jianghe was speechless, his thin lips pursed, as if he was deep in thought.　　Lin Wanxing turned her head to look at Qin Ao.　　Qin Ao was stunned, and couldn't help but put his hand in the pocket of his school uniform.　　"You just said that the cigarette was found in the belly of the table?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"yes." Qin Ao replied.　　"Then may I ask Qin Ao, in broad daylight and Lang Lang, how can I go to the teaching building and secretly put a pack of cigarettes in your desk without being discovered?" 　　"It wasn't PE class just now, and you look like a student, teacher." Qin Ao said.　　"Thank you!" Lin Wanxing was almost happy, "Then I have a question, what is the most critical thing to commit a crime?" Is it the motive, why do I need to do these things? Both students shut up.　　Lin Wanxing looked at Chen Jianghe: "Like you said, I want to be a good teacher who saves students?" She raised her head and introduced herself, "I, a graduate of Yongchuan University with a master's degree, the top student in liberal arts in the provincial college entrance examination, has published a total of 9 SCI papers, 6 of which are a work, and a 7-year national scholarship winner, excuse me, if I don't want to mess around, why are I sitting here" Chen Jianghe and Qin Ao were completely petrified, and when they heard the end, a trace of confusion appeared on the faces of the two children.　　Jianghe Chen: "What is SCI?" Qin Ao: "Isn't it good for you to boast so much?" "It's not a shame, what's wrong?" 　　Chen Jianghe and Qin Ao gradually blushed, and the atmosphere was awkward.　　Qin Ao rubbed his hands on the seam of his trousers: "That teacher, this ...... It's really not your ......." 　　"Not me." 　　"I'm sorry then." Chen Jianghe decisively apologized.　　"It's obviously not your fault, it's someone doing the trick." Lin Wanxing said, "Now the question is, who did it and why did he do it? The two boys were stunned, you look at me and I look at you, they don't seem to have a clue at all.　　"There are a few pieces of information that are certain at the moment." Lin Wanxing stretched out her finger, "First, someone made something very strange for you; Second, someone deliberately led you to this sports equipment room. "Why did you come here, teacher, there is a 'treasure' in your equipment room, and we are going to 'treasure hunting'?" 　　"It's not impossible?" Lin Wanxing said.　　Qin Ao was stunned, and under the puzzled gaze of him and Chen Jianghe, Lin Wanxing spread out the last piece of cigarette paper.　　(10) - Koukoukou Two boys approached the table, hunched over, and studied the cigarette paper for a long time.　　"What's so interesting about that?" Finally, Qin Ao asked.　　“…… Three mouths? Chen Jianghe began to frown again.　　"It's not three mouths, but '(10)-mouth-mouth-mouth'" Lin Wanxing corrected, "Everything else says chicken soup, why isn't this one?" "I forgot to write it!" Qin Ao said.　　"(1)-(9) both, (10) forgot to write?" 　　Qin Ao was entangled: "Then I don't know!" Chen Jianghe suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were clear: "Is it to fill in the blank?" "Fill in what?" Qin Ao was a little dazed, and then his gaze moved to the three small boxes on the cigarette paper, "You said that (1)-(9) is a clue, and (10) is something for me to fill in?""It's a possibility." Lin Wanxing nodded, agreeing with Chen Jianghe's guess.　　"Is there anything else possible?" Qin Ao asked.　　"I can't think of it yet." Lin Wanxing replied.　　"So what do you want to fill in this?" Qin Ao asked.　　"I haven't thought of it at the moment." Lin Wanxing replied, "Teacher, aren't you a master's degree graduate from Yongchuan University, the top liberal arts student in the college entrance examination, or a college bully who has written three or something I papers and won a national scholarship for 7 years at the same time?" Qin Ao asked with a grin.　　"Wait for me here?" Lin Wanxing smiled.　　Qin Ao was silent.　　Chen Jianghe was like a little old man, and he frowned: "Did someone really lead me and Qin Ao here to find you, a teacher, but why did Qin Ao and I receive it?" "It must be because you and Qin Ao have something in common. And maybe someone else will come to my door. Lin Wanxing said.　　The room was quiet again.　　The cigarette paper on the desk was half circled back, like a soft creature that retracts its head at the touch of a button.　　"So what are we going to do now?" Chen Jianghe asked.　　"Think about who around you would do such a thing." 　　"I can't think of it, is it that you have offended someone, teacher?!" Qin Ao asked.　　"I wasn't here a week ago, and I couldn't even think about it." Lin Wanxing said.　　There was silence in the equipment room again, and they all seemed to be at a dead end.　　The whole thing is like some kind of prank, someone has a problem, the question is insignificant, but you want to know the answer.　　Lin Wanxing groaned slightly: "At present, it seems that all we can do is to try to make the topic?" Lin Wanxing lined up the cigarette paper one by one: "Everyone copies a copy and studies it separately." "But what if it's not a fill-in-the-blank question?" Chen Jianghe asked.　　"It's time to practice calligraphy." Lin Wanxing said.

第7章 任务 　　秦敖和陈江河离开器材室。 　　学生在时，林晚星还能保持冷静地和他们分析这些那些。但吵吵闹闹的年轻人离开后，仓库里骤然安静。尽头层架掩映在一片昏暗光线中，林晚星就不淡定起来。 　　她拿起那张红蓝爱心的包装纸，又硬着头皮，读了遍广告。 　　你对自己的人生充满困惑吗？ 　　你仍不知道未来要走向何方吗？ 　　八中小林，专治厌学、逃学、不愿学、不出成绩等疑难杂症。 　　地址：宏景市第八中学体育器材室 　　电话：18953418080 　　上面的确指名道姓让秦敖来找她，但为什么是她？ 　　像这上面说的一样，找她拯救迷茫的青年学子？ 　　林晚星不确定是的，陈江河在上周就收到了“借球卡”，那时她还在永川。 　　因此看上去，是她接管了器材室管理员的职位，所以她的姓名和电话，才出现在秦敖收到的烟盒上，成为目标。 　　那么难不成还真像秦敖说的那样，这间器材室里有什么东西？ 　　林晚星思维奔逸，想不明白这些。 　　她走到器材室的窗边，向周围望去，教学楼、办公楼……可以观察到器材室的位置其实很多，学校工作人员甚至学生都有嫌疑 　　操场上吹起了一阵风，夏天已到了尾声，林晚星摸了摸胳膊，感受到了一些凉意。 　　无论有多少疑惑不解，对现在的林晚星来说，她拥有的线索，也只有那个“⑩-”。 　　为此，林晚星特地来到八中的图书借阅室，想找一些能启发“解题”思路的书。 　　八中图书馆只有一间教室大小，藏书数量有限，刷一下饭卡就可以进入借书。 　　林晚星也不知该从何下手，就站在书架前，看着图书名字，随意找些灵感。 　　像不少学校一样，高中图书馆藏书有部分来自学生捐赠，有许多不符合高中生年龄层的《小学生趣味题目》和《脑筋急转弯》。 　　打开书，上面还写着捐赠学生的名字，字迹歪歪扭扭，一看就是孩子用不上了，所以家长同意“上交”学校。 　　不过这些书，对林晚星来说倒很有启发性。 　　从某种角度看，烟纸上的9句话和最后的填空，很像需要破译的密码。 　　她视线向下，正好看到一本《小学生趣味密码学》。 　　而《脑筋急转弯》和“趣题集”或许属于“题库”范畴，说不定也有帮助。 　　不管怎样，如果这是道题目，并且对方有心让他们解开，那么答案应该不会太难。 　　林晚星拿了林林总总共七八本书，她离开时，看管图书室的老师，很认真地看了她几眼。 　　当天五点后，林晚星并没有第一时间去吃饭，学校还有全校教职员工会。 　　会议是每月例会。 　　林晚星是边缘人士，最晚被通知到。 　　她从图书馆赶到会场的时候，实习老师都坐在一起，周围也没有她的空位。 　　她随意地找了一个没人的角落，自己坐下。 　　她先摊开借来的《趣味密码》，边听副校长先介绍了实习教师的情况，边了解大致的密码类型。 　　基础的密码总共就那么几类，她简单试着破译了下，发现都不符合。 　　她把这本书放到边上。 　　校长讲话进行到了“加强师德教育”的部分，校长强调了师德师风建设是落实立德树人任务的关键。 　　此番讲话告一段落，全场掌声雷动，学校教务处接过话筒。 　　教务处宣布，九月为“素质教育”月，要求各年纪和各教研组展开丰富多彩的教研活动，争取有相关成果展现。 　　会议内容就是这些，虽然看似精简，但实际也开了将近一个钟头。 　　教职员工例会后，体育组又组织单独会议，林晚星也是第一次见到体育组的各位老师。 　　办公室里，所有体育老师总共只有4个，加上她刚好5人。围成一桌还有空位，她想躲在后面装没存在感也不行了。 　　体育组组长是个精瘦的中年人，皮肤黑亮，肌肉结构清晰，目光炯炯有神，像会武术的练家子。 　　剩下的三位也都是男老师，而他们的姓组合在一起很有意思，恰好是“赵钱孙李”。 　　钱老师她中午还见过，于是由他出面，给其他老师介绍：“这是我们新来的小林老师，永川大学的硕士，目前负责管理体育器材室。” 　　林晚星在座位上，想站起来打招呼，却被钱老师压下：“不用这么客气。” 　　她只能笑着点头说好。 　　剩下三位老师都很意外：“小林老师是练什么的？” 　　“是不是拿过奖牌，能特招进的永川大学？” 　　林晚星很不好意思，只能说：“我大学学的是其他专业的，不是练体育的。” 　　“什么专业？” 　　“心理。” 　　四位老师面面相觑，一时也不明白她为什么会坐在这里。 　　“没事没事，你上任专业也不对口，是咱们食堂的元老，后来被调来看器材。”钱老师宽慰她。 　　“怎么说话的呢，心理学和我们运动关系是很紧密的！”赵组长义正辞严。 　　“小林老师来了就好啊，我们终于不用分着管那些乱七八糟的器材。”其他老师 　　诸位老师连连称是，林晚星也放松了一些。 　　她之前也没开过体育组的会议，实际发现过程很简单。 　　首先，各位老师聊下课表，大家没有特殊请假情况，就按原计划执行。 　　然后赵组长安排一些小事，例如审核她提交的器材补充表。 　　最后则是重头戏 　　“关于素质教育月的活动，校长给我私下说过了，我们体育组必须出成绩。” 　　“这怎么变了，他老人家上台的时候不是还说之前孔校长的‘体育特色高中’政策不行，要紧抓学习，三年目标是能评上省示范高中。”孙老师凉凉地说道。 　　“目标必须经常更新，同志们才能有新的动力。” 　　“就说示范高中没戏了呗？” 　　赵组长“咳”了一声：“有小老师在呢，大家教学作风端正一点。” 　　四位老师不约而同端起茶缸喝了口水，林晚星只当没听见他们刚才吐槽领导的话。 　　接下来的会议内容，自然就围绕着“体育组该如何出成绩”这个方向展开。 　　恰好秋季是各级体育赛事集中展开报名和比赛的时间，有诸如安宁市中学生运动会、安宁市体育大联赛高中组篮球比赛，安宁市中学生羽毛球锦标赛等等一系列赛事。 　　体育组老师们都有经验。 　　他们整理好主攻赛事和有望取得好成绩的专项，并且各自分配了要负责的比赛。 　　几乎从九月到十月，每个周末都被要带队参加的赛事挤得满满当当。 　　天已经黑透了，大概对体育组来说，这是很难得的加班夜。 　　轮到林晚星的时候…… 　　“这样吧，我看小林老师和陈江河、秦敖关系处得不错，下周日青超联赛华东赛区预选赛，就让小林老师带队那。” 　　钱老师软绵绵的声音响起。 　　林晚星那时正在翻看一沓从安宁市学生体育网下载的竞赛章程。 　　晚上连番会议，她只来得及吃几片饼干，饿得有些头晕，因此只是机械性地抬头，答：“啊，好。” 　　“那让学生在学校门口集合，你统一带他们去赛场就行。”赵组长也跟着说道。 　　林晚星这才反应过来：“什么赛场、比赛是什么” 　　“没事别紧张啊。”赵组长宽慰道，“就一个足球比赛，因为我们学校还是‘全国青少年校园足球特色校’，去年预选赛的时候我们没参加，直接弃权了。今年上面下了死命令，说有大领导要来，就不管怎么样球队一定要到场，再弃权就不像话了。你就当带学生去参加校外活动，成绩什么的都无所谓。” 　　林晚星听得并不明白：“不重要的比赛吗？” 　　“倒也不是不重要，但重要比赛不也要有群凑数的群演嘛，你就把我们校队当凑数的就行。” 　　“关键是，群演要到场？”林晚星问，“可去年我们为什么弃权了？” 　　“临时出了点事，有学生不愿意踢了，最后就弃权了。”赵组长漫不经心地安排道，“过两天，我让老钱把那些孩子叫在一起，你认识认识。” 　　“但他们上次都没参赛，这次肯去吗？” 　　“你是老师，你说了，学生能不听？”
Chapter 7 Quest Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe leave the equipment room.　　When the students are there, Lin Wanxing can still calmly analyze these and those with them. But after the noisy young man left, there was a sudden silence in the warehouse. The shelf at the end was hidden in a dim light, and Lin Wanxing was not calm.　　She picked up the red and blue love wrapper, and read the advertisement again.　　Are you confused about your life?　　Don't you still know where the future holds?　　Eight small and medium-sized forests, specializing in the treatment of incurable diseases such as boredom, truancy, reluctance to learn, and lack of grades.　　Address: Hongjing City No. 8 Middle School Sports Equipment Room Phone: 18953418080 The above does name Qin Ao to come to her, but why her?　　Like what I said above, looking for her to save the confused young students?　　Lin Wanxing is not sure that yes, Chen Jianghe received a "borrowing card" last week, when she was still in Yongchuan.　　Therefore, it seems that it was she who took over the position of the administrator of the equipment room, so her name and phone number appeared on the cigarette box that Qin Ao received and became a target.　　So is it really like Qin Ao said, what is in this equipment room?　　Lin Wanxing's thinking was running and she couldn't understand this.　　She walked to the window of the equipment room and looked around, the teaching building and the office building...... It can be observed that there are actually many locations in the equipment room, and the school staff and even the students are suspicious There was a gust of wind blowing on the playground, and summer was coming to an end, Lin Wanxing touched his arm and felt some coolness.　　No matter how many doubts there are, for the current Lin Wanxing, the only clue she has is "(10)-".　　For this reason, Lin Wanxing specially came to the book lending room of No. 8 Middle School, wanting to find some books that could inspire the idea of "problem solving".　　The No. 8 Middle School Library is only the size of a classroom, and the number of books in the collection is limited, and you can enter and borrow books by swiping your meal card.　　Lin Wanxing didn't know where to start, so she stood in front of the bookshelf, looked at the name of the book, and looked for some inspiration at random.　　Like many schools, some of the books in the high school library are donated by students, and there are many "Elementary School Students' Fun Questions" and "Brain Teasers" that are not suitable for the age group of high school students.　　When I opened the book, there was still the name of the donor student written on it, and the handwriting was crooked, and at first glance, the child could not use it, so the parents agreed to "turn in" the school.　　However, these books are very enlightening to Lin Wanxing.　　From a certain point of view, the 9 sentences on the cigarette paper and the fill-in-the-blank at the end are very similar to the code that needs to be deciphered.　　She looked down and just happened to see a copy of "Interesting Cryptography for Primary School Students".　　And "Brain Teaser" and "Fun Question Collection" may belong to the category of "question bank", maybe it also helps.　　Anyway, if it's a question and the other person wants them to solve it, then the answer shouldn't be too difficult.　　Lin Wanxing took a total of seven or eight books from Lin Lin, and when she left, the teacher who was in charge of the library looked at her very seriously.　　After five o'clock that day, Lin Wanxing did not go to dinner for the first time, and the school still had a staff union.　　The meeting is a monthly meeting.　　Lin Wanxing is a marginal person and was the latest to be notified.　　When she arrived at the venue from the library, the trainee teachers were all sitting together, and there were no empty seats around her.　　She randomly found a corner where no one was and sat down by herself.　　She first spread out the borrowed "Fun Code", and while listening to the vice principal introduce the trainee teachers, she learned about the general types of passwords.　　There were only a few types of basic passwords, and she simply tried to decipher them, but found that none of them matched.　　She put the book aside.　　The principal's speech went to the part of "strengthening teacher ethics education", and the principal emphasized that the construction of teacher ethics and teacher style is the key to the implementation of the task of establishing morality and cultivating people.　　At the end of this speech, the audience applauded, and the school's academic affairs office took the microphone.　　The Academic Affairs Office announced that September is the month of "quality education", and requires all ages and teaching and research groups to carry out a variety of teaching and research activities, and strive to show relevant results.　　That's all there was to the meeting, and although it seemed streamlined, it actually lasted for nearly an hour.　　After the regular meeting of the faculty and staff, the physical education group organized a separate meeting, and Lin Wanxing also met the teachers of the physical education group for the first time.　　In the office, there are only 4 PE teachers in total, plus she is just 5 people. There were still seats in a table, and she couldn't hide behind it and pretend that she didn't have a sense of existence.　　The leader of the physical education group is a lean middle-aged man, with dark skin, clear muscle structure, and bright eyes, like a martial arts practitioner.　　The remaining three are also male teachers, and their surnames are very interesting to put together, which happens to be "Zhao Qian Sun Li".　　Teacher Qian she had seen at noon, so he came forward and introduced to the other teachers: "This is our new teacher Xiaolin, a master's degree from Yongchuan University, who is currently in charge of managing the sports equipment room. Lin Wanxing was in her seat and wanted to stand up to say hello, but was pressed down by Teacher Qian: "Don't be so polite." She could only smile and nod her head and say yes.　　The remaining three teachers were surprised: "What is Mr. Kobayashi practicing?" "Is it Yongchuan University that has won a medal and can be specially recruited?" 　　Lin Wanxing was very embarrassed, so she could only say: "I studied other majors in college, not sports." "What major?" 　　"Psychological." 　　The four teachers looked at each other, not understanding why she was sitting here for a moment.　　"It's okay, it's okay, your major is not the right one, you are the patriarch of our canteen, and later you were transferred to see the equipment." Teacher Qian comforted her.　　"How do you speak, psychology and our sports are very closely related!" Team leader Zhao is righteous and stern.　　"It's good that Mr. Kobayashi is here, we finally don't have to worry about those messy equipment." Other teachers The teachers said yes again and again, and Lin Wanxing also relaxed a little.　　She hadn't held a physical education meeting before, and the actual discovery process was simple.　　First of all, the teachers talked about the class schedule, and everyone did not have special leave cases, so they implemented the original plan.　　Then Team Leader Zhao arranged for some small things, such as reviewing the equipment supplement form she submitted.　　Finally, there is the highlight "Regarding the activities of Quality Education Month, the principal told me privately that our physical education group must produce results." 　　"How has this changed, didn't he say that Principal Kong's 'sports characteristic high school' policy was not good before, and he should pay close attention to learning, and the three-year goal is to be rated as a provincial model high school." Teacher Sun said coldly.　　"The goal must be updated frequently so that comrades can have new motivation." 　　"Let's just say that the model high school is out of play?" 　　Team Leader Zhao coughed: "There is a little teacher here, everyone's teaching style is better." The four teachers picked up the teapot and drank a sip of water, but Lin Wanxing just didn't hear what they had just complained about the leader.　　The content of the next meeting naturally revolved around the direction of "how to produce results in the sports group".　　Autumn happens to be the time for sports events at all levels to focus on registration and competition, such as the Anning City Middle School Student Games, the Anning City Sports League High School Group Basketball Competition, the Anning City Middle School Badminton Championship and a series of events.　　The PE teachers are all experienced.　　They sorted out the main events and the special projects that were expected to do well, and each assigned the competition to be responsible.　　Almost every weekend from September to October, it's packed with events to be led in.　　It was already dark, and it was probably a rare overtime night for the sports team.　　When it was Lin Wanxing's turn...... 　　"That's it, I see that Mr. Kobayashi has a good relationship with Chen Jianghe and Qin Ao, and I will let Mr. Kobayashi lead the team in the East China Division of the Youth Super League next Sunday." 　　Teacher Qian's soft voice sounded.　　Lin Wanxing was flipping through a stack of competition regulations downloaded from the Anning Student Sports Network.　　In the evening, she had only time to eat a few biscuits, and she was a little dizzy from hunger, so she just looked up mechanically and replied, "Ah, yes." "Then let the students gather at the school gate, and you can take them to the arena." Team Leader Zhao also said.　　Lin Wanxing reacted at this time: "What arena, what is the game" "It's okay, don't be nervous." Team Leader Zhao was relieved, "It's just a football game, because our school is still a 'National Youth Campus Football Characteristic School', we didn't participate in the qualifiers last year, and we just abstained." This year, a death order was issued from above, saying that if a big leader is coming, the team must be there no matter what, and it will not be good to abstain again. You should take your students to extracurricular activities, and it doesn't matter what your grades are. Lin Wanxing didn't understand: "Isn't it an important game?" "It's not unimportant, but important games don't also have to have group performances, you just use our school team as a group to make up the numbers." 　　"The point is, the group performance is going to be there?" Lin Wanxing asked, "But why did we abstain last year?" "Something happened on the fly, and some students didn't want to kick it, and finally they abstained." Team Leader Zhao casually arranged, "In two days, I will ask Lao Qian to call those children together, you know each other." "But they didn't compete last time, will they go this time?" 　　"You are a teacher, you said it, can the students listen?"

第8章 见面 　　青超联赛全称为全国青少年足球超级联赛。 　　由参加中超、中甲、中乙联赛的各俱乐部梯队，足校、业余足球俱乐部、国家足协会员协会队伍和校园足球队伍共同参加。 　　联赛分为预选赛和正赛两阶段。 　　其中在预选赛阶段，比赛以大区赛的方式举行。按地理位置分为“东北大区”、“华北大区”、“华东大区”、“华中大区”、“华南大区”以及“西部大区”六个大区。 　　宏景市在华东大区，宏景八中则是“全国青少年校园足球特色学校”，属于校园足球建设成果展示的部分，这也是领导要求他们必须参赛的原因。 　　以上是林晚星在官网查到的内容。 　　比赛很正式，但由于各大俱乐部都将派青年梯队参加，对于没什么“背景”的普通高中来说，参加预选赛也确实属于“群演”行为。 　　所以钱老师和赵组长认为，不需要获得胜利的比赛，只需带一批男生按时出现，这是个简单任务，这才安排给她。 　　星期四中午，由钱老师召集，林晚星将第一次见到八中足球队全员。 　　集会地点在一间普通多功能教室。 　　九月的午间，仍有三十多度高温。 　　林晚星早到了十分钟。 　　教室看上去就就不常使用，两边遮着厚厚的窗帘，室内空气沉闷。 　　她打开电扇，又拉窗帘。 　　这时，门口传来敲门声。 　　一个穿着校服、身材瘦削的男生站在门口。 　　男生的左手还半举在门上，并未完全垂下，校服袖口拉开很长一段，因此林晚星看到了男生纤长的手腕。 　　他袖口被洗到发白起毛边，又实在瘦得有些过头，皮肤又白，尺骨关节高高突起，总让人觉得好像一折就碎。 　　“老师。” 　　男生喊了一声，声音柔和平静。 　　林晚星将视线从男生的腕关节处移开：“你好，是钱老师叫你来的？” 　　男生点了点头。 　　“随便找位置坐吧。”林晚星说。 　　男生看上去是非常柔顺乖静的好孩子，还带着铅笔、橡皮和一张试卷。 　　他不仅会敲门喊报道，还会向她微微欠身行礼，最后才自己找座位坐下。是和陈江河或者秦敖是完全不同的样子。 　　林晚星边打开剩下的窗户，边回头随口问道：“你也是学校足球队的，叫什么名字？” 　　“付新书。” 　　林晚星愣了下：“名字很好听啊。” 　　付新书摇了摇头，不做声。 　　“你也是足球队的吗，你踢什么位置？” 　　“以前是中场。” 　　“以前……那现在呢？” 　　“现在很久不踢球了。” 　　“哦。那周日的比赛你有信心吗，还有几天，你们要不集合练练？” 　　林晚星叨叨了几句，却发现付新书只是目光沉静地看着她，听她全部说完，他才又摇了摇头。 　　他动作缓慢，带着种与年龄不符的慎重。 　　头顶电风扇哗啦啦转动，教室里静默难耐。 　　付新书拿出带来的卷子，埋头写了起来，林晚星一时也不好打扰。 　　时间又过去五分钟，约定集合时间到来。 　　门口终于出现了第二位学生。 　　付新书一开始还在埋头作业，听到脚步声的时候，他有所感应似地抬头。 　　林晚星亲眼看到付新书脸色霎时发白，一滴汗水从他额发间滑下。 　　时间是中午12：30分，秒表的指针近乎完美地划向数字12。 　　这位准时到来的学生，和付新书是两个类型的极端。 　　虽然按照校规，每位学生都统一着装。 　　但门口的男生眉目俊朗，身形高大颀长。他白衬衣领口挺括，穿一双黑色AJ，手上还戴着一块露机芯的镂空表，气质冷淡，看上去很像有钱人家衿贵的少爷。 　　“钱老师叫你来的？”林晚星问。 　　“是。” 　　“你叫什么名字？” 　　“文成业。” 　　“好，文成业，你随便找位置坐吧。”林晚星说。 　　文成业进门左转，直接在第一排坐下，看上去不想浪费任何时间和体力。 　　当然，这也是离付新书相对非常遥远的一个位置。 　　文成业自落座后，也不做其他任何事情，就一直注视着墙上的时钟。 　　让林晚星觉得，大概短则三分钟长则五分钟，如果会议还没开始，他就会准时离开。 　　果不其然。 　　12：35的时候，文成业推开座椅站起。 　　他也不和任何人打招呼，迈开长腿，走出座位，就要离开。 　　林晚星刚想叫住他，钱老师庞大的身影，终于出现在教室门口。 　　“去哪？”钱老师对文成业说。 　　文同学的身影顿在原地。 　　“只来了两个？”钱老师捧着大茶缸愣在门口，他扫了眼教室，顿时眼睛瞪得像铜铃。 　　“恩。”林晚星点头，用眼神示意文成业坐下。 　　“太不像话了！” 　　钱老师把茶缸砸在课桌上。 　　“砰”地一声重响，林晚星和门口冒出头的三位男同学同时打了个激灵。 　　秦敖怵在门口，林晚星和他对视一眼，男生脸上又出现“怎么又是你”的不耐烦模样。 　　秦敖身后跟着他的两位烟友朋友，林晚星记得其中一个可爱男孩叫林鹿，另一人则叫俞明。 　　“我说了几点集合？”钱老师没好气地问秦敖。 　　秦敖在看到文成业的时候就一言不发，眼神凶悍。 　　“老师我们刚早到了，去上厕所了。”林鹿举手嚷道，非常机灵。 　　林晚星也没戳穿。 　　“找位子坐吧。”钱老师脸色不愉，但好像觉得骂人也没用，他只是没好气地这么说。 　　三人走进教室。 　　林晚星注意到，一直习惯大摇大摆走在人前的秦敖刻意放缓步伐，落于两人身后。 　　他步伐平稳，径直走向文成业桌前，用力踹了一脚桌子。 　　铁质桌腿和水磨石地面发出很剧烈一阵“刺啦”声响。 　　文成业猛地抬头，眼神平静且冰冷。 　　林晚星眯起眼。 　　“秦敖，干嘛呢！”钱老师脸色都青得彻底。 　　“对不起啊老师。”秦敖转头，嬉皮笑脸地道，“刚没注意，地上怎么有滩水，是不是谁尿了，害我脚上打滑。” 　　他瞥了眼文成业，嘲讽意味十足。 　　“没摔死你，可惜。” 　　教室外传来轻飘飘的声音。 　　离集合时间过去7分钟后，终于有第六位球队成员到来。 　　“说什么呢那你？”秦敖骂道。 　　“别狗叫了，找位置坐吧。” 　　门口新到的男生看上去懒洋洋的，嘴唇很薄，头发乱成稻草。 　　他擦过秦敖的肩，走到文成业身后坐下，派系分明。 　　林晚星无奈地看着钱老师，这支球队看上去一言不合就要干架的样子，怎么都不像能乖乖出席比赛。 　　“祁亮，你小子少挑事。”钱老师先冲她尴尬地笑了下，然后立刻变脸，很有气势地镇压另一方，“秦敖，回你座位上去，想打架记过被开除吗？” 　　“快了，不急。”祁亮轻飘飘说完，然后靠上椅背，翘起二郎腿，一副无论你怎么骂我都没用的模样。 　　秦敖眼里冒火，拳头握得很紧，仿佛下一刻就要暴起。 　　林晚星见他确实动怒，适时开口：“秦敖，过来这边坐。” 　　男生攥着拳头，不愿回头。 　　“秦敖。”这时，付新书宁和的声音响起。 　　他声音有点沙哑，但又带着让人不容质疑的味道。 　　让林晚星意外的是，秦敖虽然动作迟缓、满不甘愿，但他还是放下拳头。他极其不情愿地回头，往付新书附近，找了个位置坐下。 　　钱老师虽然生气，但又懒得说他们。 　　门口陆续又来了几位学生，缓和了原本剑拔弩张的气氛。 　　在陈江河最后落座后，整支11人的队伍，总算来齐。 　　“看看你们成天懒懒散散，像什么样子。”钱老师站在讲台前，喝了口茶，压了压火气，“叫你们来，就是通知你们，周日有青超联赛预选赛，你们的比赛时间下午13：00，打安宁实验中学。” 　　“我们怎么还有比赛踢啊？”秦敖拖长调子，举手问道。 　　“难得，废物有自知之明。”祁亮冷笑，哼哼唧唧说道。 　　“安宁实验好强的啊，我们肯定踢不过。”林鹿眼睛亮亮的，立刻话锋一转，“不如继续弃权吧！” 　　“我是来和你们商量的吗？”钱老师腆着大肚子，“任务就是你们必须去踢这场比赛，不去的人，这学期你们体育别想及格。” 　　钱老师自认为这样的威胁很有分量，不管底下同学们的抗议，快刀斩乱麻地道：“我旁边这位是林老师，她负责周日带你们去赛场，具体你们听她安排。” 　　林晚星肩膀上被重重拍了一下，没等她反应过来，就被推到讲台正中。 　　讲台下，有人端正坐好，也有人懒散翘腿。 　　但每个学生，都在看她。 　　教室里突然安静下来。 　　只有钱老师离开教室的脚步声回响。 　　林晚星吸了口气。 　　“好好听林老师的话。” 　　门口的钱老师回头，最后说了这么一句。
Chapter 8 Meet The full name of the Youth Super League is the National Youth Football Super League.　　It is participated by the echelons of clubs participating in the Chinese Super League, China League A and China B League, football schools, amateur football clubs, teams of member associations of the National Football Association and campus football teams.　　The league is divided into two stages: the qualifier and the main competition.　　In the qualifying stage, the competition is held in the form of a regional competition. According to geographical location, it is divided into six regions: "Northeast Region", "North China Region", "East China Region", "Central China Region", "South China Region" and "Western Region".　　Hongjing City is in the East China Region, and Hongjing No. 8 Middle School is the "National Youth Campus Football Characteristic School", which belongs to the part of the campus football construction achievements display, which is why the leaders require them to participate.　　The above is what Lin Wanxing found on the official website.　　The competition is very formal, but since the major clubs will send youth echelons to participate, for ordinary high schools with no "background", participating in the qualifiers is indeed a "group performance" behavior.　　Therefore, Teacher Qian and Team Leader Zhao thought that there was no need to win the game, just bring a group of boys to appear on time, which was a simple task, so they arranged it for her.　　At noon on Thursday, convened by Teacher Qian, Lin Wanxing will meet all the members of the football team of No. 8 Middle School for the first time.　　The meeting place is in a general multi-purpose classroom.　　At noon in September, there was still a high temperature of more than 30 degrees.　　Lin Wanxing arrived ten minutes early.　　The classrooms don't look like they're often used, with thick curtains on both sides, and the air inside is dull.　　She turned on the fan and drew the curtains.　　At this moment, there was a knock at the door.　　A skinny boy in a school uniform stood in the doorway.　　The boy's left hand was still half-raised on the door, not completely hanging down, and the cuffs of the school uniform were stretched for a long time, so Lin Wanxing saw the boy's slender wrist.　　His cuffs were washed to the point of white and unfurled edges, and he was really a little too thin, his skin was white, and his ulnar joints were high and protruding, which always made people feel as if they were broken when they were broken.　　"Teacher." 　　The boy shouted, his voice soft and calm.　　Lin Wanxing took her eyes off the boy's wrist joint: "Hello, Teacher Qian called you?" The boy nodded.　　"Just find a seat and sit down." Lin Wanxing said.　　The boy seemed to be a very docile and well-behaved boy, and he carried a pencil, an eraser, and a test paper.　　Not only would he knock on the door and shout for a report, but he would also bow slightly to her before finally finding a seat for himself. It is completely different from Chen Jianghe or Qin Ao.　　Lin Wanxing opened the remaining window, turned around and asked casually, "You are also on the school's football team, what's your name?" "Pay for new books." 　　Lin Wanxing was stunned: "The name is very good." Fu Xinshu shook his head and remained silent.　　"Are you also on the football team, what position do you play?" 　　"It used to be a midfielder." 　　"Before...... And now? "It's been a long time since I've played football." 　　"Oh. Are you confident in Sunday's game, and in a few days, do you want to practice together? Lin Wanxing muttered a few words, but found that Fu Xinshu was just looking at her calmly, and after listening to her say everything, he shook his head again.　　He moved slowly, with a kind of caution that did not match his age.　　The overhead fan was rattling and turning, and the classroom was silent.　　Fu Xinshu took out the volume he brought, buried himself in writing, and Lin Wanxing was not easy to disturb for a while.　　Another five minutes passed, and the agreed meeting time arrived.　　Finally, a second student appeared at the door.　　Fu Xinshu was still immersed in his homework at the beginning, and when he heard footsteps, he looked up as if he was feeling.　　Lin Wanxing saw Fu Xinshu's face turn pale in an instant, and a drop of sweat slipped down from his forehead.　　It was 12:30 p.m., and the stopwatch hand was almost perfectly drawn towards the number 12.　　This punctual student, and Fu Xinshu are two extremes of the type.　　Although according to school rules, every student is uniformly dressed.　　But the boy at the door had handsome eyebrows and a tall and long body. He wore a white shirt with a crisp neckline, a pair of black AJs, and a hollow watch with an exposed movement on his hand.　　"Teacher Qian called you?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Yes." 　　"What's your name?" 　　"Wen Chengye." 　　"Okay, Wen Chengye, you can find a place to sit." Lin Wanxing said.　　Wen Chengye turned left when he entered the door and sat down directly in the first row, looking like he didn't want to waste any time and energy.　　Of course, this is also a position that is relatively very far away from Fu Xinshu.　　Since Wen Chengye sat down, he didn't do anything else, and kept staring at the clock on the wall.　　It made Lin Wanxing feel that it was about three minutes or five minutes, and if the meeting hadn't started, he would leave on time.　　Sure enough.　　At 12:35, Wen Chengye pushed open the seat and stood up.　　He didn't say hello to anyone, he stepped out of his seat, and was about to leave.　　Lin Wanxing just wanted to stop him, but Teacher Qian's huge figure finally appeared at the door of the classroom.　　"Where are you going?" Teacher Qian said to Wen Chengye.　　The figure of classmate Wen froze in place.　　"Only two?" Teacher Qian was stunned at the door with a large tea jar, he glanced at the classroom, and suddenly his eyes were like copper bells.　　"Yes." Lin Wanxing nodded and motioned for Wen Chengye to sit down with her eyes.　　"It's so unbelievable!" 　　Teacher Qian smashed the teapot on the desk.　　There was a loud "bang", and Lin Wanxing and the three male classmates who came out of the door shook their heads at the same time.　　Qin Ao was stunned at the door, Lin Wanxing glanced at him, and the boy's face showed an impatient look of "Why are you again".　　Qin Ao was followed by his two smoker friends, Lin Wanxing remembered that one of the cute boys was named Lin Lu, and the other was named Yu Ming.　　"What time did I say the assembly?" Teacher Qian asked Qin Ao angrily.　　Qin Ao didn't say a word when he saw Wen Chengye, his eyes were fierce.　　"Teacher, we just arrived early and went to the bathroom." Lin Lu raised his hand and shouted, very clever.　　Lin Wanxing didn't pierce it.　　"Find a seat." Mr. Qian's face was unhappy, but he seemed to think that it was useless to scold, he just said it angrily.　　The three walked into the classroom.　　Lin Wanxing noticed that Qin Ao, who had always been accustomed to swaggering in front of people, deliberately slowed down his pace and fell behind the two.　　He walked straight to Wen Chengye's desk and kicked the table hard.　　The iron legs and terrazzo floors made a violent "stabbing" sound.　　Wen Chengye looked up suddenly, his eyes calm and cold.　　Lin Wanxing narrowed her eyes.　　"Qin Ao, what are you doing!" Teacher Qian's face turned completely blue.　　"I'm sorry, teacher." Qin Ao turned his head and said with a hippie smile, "I didn't pay attention just now, how is there beach water on the ground, is it that someone urinated and caused my feet to slip." He glanced at Wen Chengye, full of sarcasm.　　"It's a pity that I didn't fall to kill you." 　　A fluttering voice came from outside the classroom.　　Seven minutes after the meeting time, the sixth team member finally arrived.　　"What do you say?" Qin Ao scolded.　　"Don't bark, find a place to sit." 　　The new boy at the door looked lazy, with thin lips and messy hair.　　He brushed Qin Ao's shoulder, walked behind Wen Chengye and sat down, the factions were clear.　　Lin Wanxing looked at Mr. Qian helplessly, this team looked like they were going to fight if they didn't agree with each other, and it didn't look like they could obediently attend the game.　　"Qi Liang, you kid don't stir up trouble." Teacher Qian smiled awkwardly at her first, and then immediately changed his face and suppressed the other party very imposingly, "Qin Ao, go back to your seat, do you want to fight and be expelled?" "It's coming, there's no hurry." Qi Liang finished speaking lightly, then leaned back in the chair and lifted Erlang's legs, looking useless no matter how you scolded me.　　Qin Ao's eyes were on fire, and his fists were clenched very tightly, as if he was about to burst out in the next moment.　　Lin Wanxing saw that he was indeed angry, so he said at the right time: "Qin Ao, come and sit here." The boy clenched his fists, reluctant to look back.　　"Qin Ao." At this time, Fu Xinshu's voice sounded.　　His voice was a little hoarse, but with a taste that was unquestionable.　　To Lin Wanxing's surprise, although Qin Ao was slow and unwilling, he still put down his fist. Extremely reluctantly, he turned around and found a place to sit near Fu Xinshu.　　Although Mr. Qian was angry, he didn't bother to talk about them.　　A few more students came to the door one after another, easing the originally tense atmosphere.　　After Chen Jianghe sat down at the end, the entire team of 11 people finally arrived.　　"Look at what you look like when you're lazy all day." Teacher Qian stood in front of the podium, took a sip of tea, and suppressed his anger, "I called you here to inform you that there is a Youth Super League qualifier on Sunday, and your game time is 13:00 in the afternoon, playing Anning Experimental Middle School." "How can we still have a game to play?" Qin Ao dragged out his tone and raised his hand to ask.　　"It's rare, waste is self-aware." Qi Liang sneered and said with a snort.　　"The Anning experiment is so strong, we definitely can't kick it." Lin Lu's eyes lit up, and he immediately changed his words, "It's better to continue to abstain!" "Am I here to discuss with you?" Teacher Qian had a big belly, "The task is that you have to play this game, and if you don't go, don't think about passing sports this semester." Teacher Qian thought that such a threat was very weighty, regardless of the protests of the students below, he quickly said: "This is Teacher Lin next to me, she is responsible for taking you to the arena on Sunday, and you will listen to her arrangements." Lin Wanxing was slapped heavily on the shoulder, and before she could react, she was pushed into the middle of the podium.　　Under the podium, some people sit upright, and some people lazily cross their legs.　　But every student, is looking at her.　　There was a sudden silence in the classroom.　　Only the footsteps of Teacher Qian leaving the classroom echoed.　　Lin Wanxing took a breath.　　"Listen to Mr. Lin." 　　Teacher Qian at the door turned around and finally said this.

第9章 意见 　　这是九月非常平常的午后，校园里弥漫着午饭后的困倦，窗外还传来学生们翻试卷的清脆声音。 　　林晚星人生中第一次，站在讲台前。 　　虽然座位上的十一位男生，也算不上她的学生们。 　　但少年人面容稚嫩，无论如何用懒散与不屑的姿势遮掩，他们目光里都带着探寻与好奇。 　　画面定格。 　　如同橡皮筋被拉伸开，会有那么一瞬间的无限静止。 　　在皮筋回弹前的瞬间，林晚星说：“本着公平公开公正的原则，周日中午12：00，我们在学校东门口集合，一起去赛场，决定不准时出席的同学请举手。” 　　男生们你看我我看你，有几秒钟的怔愣。 　　然后有几个刺头，果断举手。 　　首先就是秦敖，他不仅自己举手，还用眼神示意林鹿和俞明，让他们也把手举起来。 　　而所有举手的学生中，有个人让林晚星感到意外。 　　“那下面开始听取大家的意见。”林晚星反而笑了。 　　“付新书。”她目光扫去，开始点名。 　　男生放下略显纤瘦的手臂，说：“我们要熟悉场地，12点集合太晚了。” 　　“反对有效，那就11点。” 　　付新书点头，放下手。 　　“秦敖。”林晚星继续点名。 　　“人不能和狗一起踢球。”秦敖冷酷地道，瞥向文成业和祁亮。 　　“确实。”祁亮声音又轻又嘲讽。 　　听秦敖这么说，他反而放下手，摆明了要和秦敖作对到底。 　　“滚。”秦敖说。 　　“又狗叫。”祁亮笑。 　　自秦敖和祁亮带头，底下的男生们又开始吵吵起来。 　　对他们来说，似乎并没有太多的愿意或者不愿意。 　　林晚星也没有管他们，她看向坐在教室最角落的男生：“陈江河，你呢？” 　　陈江河脸色冷若冰霜，从座位上站起。 　　虽然林晚星也见多了他冷言不语的模样，却没有哪次脸色像今天这么难看。 　　他一言不发，直接从教室后门离开，像根本不愿在教室多呆一秒。 　　林晚星望着男生离开的单薄背影，祁亮的声音在不远处悠悠响起。 　　“哈，酷哥。” 　　总体来说，安宁市第八中学男子足球队《2019学年度下半学期第一次全体代表大会》，以达成巨大共识，结束了会议。 　　翻译一下就是，大部分人对周末去踢个比赛没什么大意见，但不排除有人对此表示巨大不满。 　　其中一人，当然是被祁亮点炸的秦敖同学。 　　还有一个，则是会都没开完就跑路的陈江河。 　　这个结果，是林晚星没预料到的。 　　不过林晚星也没有急着去找陈江河和秦敖，她坐回体育器材室自己的办公桌前。 　　桌上是几本她从高中图书馆借出来的解谜类书籍。 　　昨天晚上和今天上午，她已经看了一部分。左右无事，整个下午时间，除了学生们来借器材时，她都在看书。 　　有些脑筋急转弯是几十年的老套内容，但也有新颖的趣味题目引人入胜。 　　不知不觉，旁边白纸上留下她写的好几页草稿。 　　先来的人是秦敖。 　　小秦同学脸颊上有块淤青，不算重，但因为靠近他眼角下的疤，所以略显狰狞。 　　“还是动手了，祁亮还好吗？”林晚星看了秦敖一眼，又低头研究面前的智力题。 　　“已经死了。” 　　“哈？”林晚星学着祁亮的口气惊愕了下。 　　秦敖的手背擦过嘴角，又像要被点燃。 　　林晚星赶忙从桌上的小零食袋里掏出一条毛毛虫可乐软糖，表示歉意。 　　秦敖挑眉，过了会儿才接过，表示大发慈悲原谅她。 　　林晚星没理秦敖了，继续低头研究着刚翻看到的智力题。 　　“你在看什么？”秦敖凑过来，他这才发现桌上的智力题和密码书。 　　当时烟纸里写的9句话和最后“⑩口口口”，被林晚星抄在同一张白纸上放在书桌右上角，好随时看一眼研究。 　　林晚星把刚翻到的题目转了180度，展示给秦敖看。 　　一位在中国生活多年的德国医生，用一种便捷的方式给老年人测定是否痴呆及其程度。 　　下列五个字，在每个字上各加一笔，让它变成另外的字。 　　只答出一个，或许已患病。 　　只答出2个字，具有一般思维。 　　答出3个字，具有十分健康的大脑。 　　全部答对，那你是一个极其聪明的人。 　　如果一个字都答不对，那你已是个痴呆老年人了。 　　“刁、亚、开、舌、玉？”秦敖把五个字一一念出来，“这个和那个有关？” 　　“没啊。”林晚星说。 　　“那你为什么要做” 　　“因为和智商有关。” 　　秦敖：“……” 　　“所以，你来找我干嘛？”林晚星在“刁”上加了第一笔，变成“习”。 　　“我还是觉得你有问题。” 　　秦敖嚼着软糖，原本犀利的语气因此变起来有点软。 　　“这么直接？”林晚星问，“我有什么问题？ 　　“为什么是你要来带我们去比赛？” 　　“因为钱老师说我和你还有陈江河的关系不错，所以让我带队。” 　　“不是你主动提议？” 　　“小朋友……”林晚星放下笔，“来，再我重复一遍，我是我本人，永川大学硕士研究生毕业，省高考文科状元，共发表9篇SCI论文，其中6篇一作。我为什么要主动提议带你们去赛场这种吃力不讨好的事情？” 　　“……”秦敖又吃瘪沉默了一段时间，忽然，他指着桌子右上角的白纸，说，“所以为什么高考状元为什么连这都解不开？” 　　“我解不开这个问题，那只有两种可能性。”林晚星转了圈笔。 　　“什么？” 　　“第一、这根本还不是个谜题；第二、我暂时没想解开它。” 　　秦敖震惊，过了会儿，他说：“你怎么这么会装逼，教教我吧。” 　　林晚星笑了，在刚才剩下的四个字上各加了一笔，然后拖过桌上的白纸，垫在上面。 　　“所有的解谜都是从观察开始的。”她指着当时从烟纸中抄下的九句话：“观察一下，这几句话，你能发现它们有什么共同点” 　　“这些话都很脑残？”秦敖试探着说。 　　“还有呢？” 　　“每句话前面都有数字，和破折号？”秦敖顿了顿，“这是破折号吧？” 　　“是的，继续。” 　　秦敖迟疑了一阵：“难道前面的数字，和后面的字数有内在联系？” 　　“不排除这个可能。” 　　林晚星边说，边把每句鸡汤前面的序号，和鸡汤的字数写成两排数字。 　　秦敖看了两遍，不由感慨：“这也太复杂了吧！” 　　“是啊，太复杂了。”林晚星沉吟。 　　秦敖狐疑地看她一眼：“所以你是不是，还没解出来？” 　　“哈，被你发现了。”林晚星尬笑了下。 　　“呵呵。”秦敖冷笑。 　　“不过……”林晚星抬起头。 　　傍晚，日光西斜，照得整个器材室热烘烘的。 　　“如果这确定是一个谜题，那出题人当然希望你们能解开来。所以，它一定不会太难。”她说。 　　门口，陈江河抱着足球，一脸严肃。 　　少年眉眼冷峻，头顶发茬里冒着汗，阳光下闪闪发亮。 　　他臂弯处夹着足球，停了一会儿，才进门。 　　足球是他上午借走的，虽然林晚星很清楚陈江河现在很不愿意出现在她面前。但因为“无论多晚都要还球”的约定，他还是来了。 　　男生看上去有点紧绷，也没打招呼，他先把足球放回篮筐，再走回她的办公桌前。 　　秦敖的视线随着陈江河打了两个来回。 　　林晚星没有说话，打开“借还册”，让陈江河签名。 　　男生刷刷签下自己的名字，放下笔，看了她一眼。 　　林晚星收回借还册、合起，低头在解题的草稿纸上写了两笔，还是没说话。 　　陈江河眉头皱起，往门口走了几步。 　　突然，他停住脚步，回头说：“我周日不会去的。” 　　“啊，我知道了，谢谢。”林晚星说。 　　“谢什么？” 　　“谢谢你能来特地提醒我，我要完成周末的工作，会遇到困难。” 　　陈江河一时语塞，停了会儿，他才说，“反正我不会去，你随便找个人。” 　　“我查过了，青超联赛必须注册球员参加，学校已经提交过报名表，没办法随便找。” 　　陈江河眉头皱得更紧，眉心像小老头似的挤出了川字纹。 　　林晚星宽慰他：“没关系，不想去就不去，不用纠结。” 　　陈江河抬头，很意外，也有些茫然。 　　林晚星觉得男生的反应有点可爱：“还不走？是想让我强迫你去踢比赛，这样你就可以顺水推舟答应我的请求？” 　　陈江河：“……” 　　少年人被将了一军，立刻扭头就走。 　　林晚星也没留他。 　　“老师，你故意赶陈狗走？” 　　“哪来的故意？” 　　“很像欲擒故纵。”秦敖说。 　　“成语用得不错。” 　　听到这话，陈江河背景僵硬，顿住脚步，进退不得。 　　“你看，我没有逼你们一定要参加比赛，是因为去或者不去，都是你们的自由。”
Chapter 9 Observations It was a very ordinary afternoon in September, and the campus was filled with post-lunch sleepiness and the crisp sound of students flipping through the windows.　　For the first time in Lin Wanxing's life, she stood in front of the podium.　　Although the eleven boys in the seat were not her students.　　But the young men's faces were immature, and no matter how lazy and disdainful they were, their eyes were full of inquiry and curiosity.　　Freeze frame.　　Like a rubber band being stretched, there will be a moment of infinite stillness.　　At the moment before the rubber band rebounded, Lin Wanxing said: "In line with the principle of fairness, openness and justice, at 12:00 noon on Sunday, we gathered at the east gate of the school and went to the arena together. Boys, you look at me, I look at you, and I was stunned for a few seconds.　　Then there were a few, and they raised their hands decisively.　　The first is Qin Ao, who not only raised his hand himself, but also motioned to Lin Lu and Yu Ming with his eyes and asked them to raise their hands as well.　　And among all the students who raised their hands, there was one person who surprised Lin Wanxing.　　"Then let's start listening to everyone's opinions." Lin Wanxing smiled instead.　　"Pay for new books." She swept her gaze away and began to take a roll call.　　The boy put down his slightly slender arm and said, "We need to familiarize ourselves with the venue, it's too late to meet at 12 o'clock." "Opposition is valid, then 11 o'clock." 　　Fu Xinshu nodded and put down his hand.　　"Qin Ao." Lin Wanxing continued to roll call.　　"People can't play football with dogs." Qin Ao said coldly, glancing at Wen Chengye and Qi Liang.　　"Indeed." Qi Liang's voice was soft and mocking.　　Hearing Qin Ao say this, he put down his hand instead, making it clear that he wanted to fight against Qin Ao to the end.　　"Get out." Qin Ao said.　　"The dog barked again." Qi Liang smiled.　　Since Qin Ao and Qi Liang took the lead, the boys below began to quarrel again.　　For them, there doesn't seem to be much willingness or unwillingness.　　Lin Wanxing didn't care about them, she looked at the boy sitting in the far corner of the classroom: "Chen Jianghe, what about you?" Chen Jianghe's face was as cold as frost and he stood up from his seat.　　Although Lin Wanxing has seen his cold speech a lot, there has never been a time when his face is so ugly as today.　　Without saying a word, he walked straight out the back door of the classroom, as if he didn't want to stay in the classroom for a second longer.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the thin back of the boy leaving, and Qi Liang's voice sounded leisurely not far away.　　"Ha, cool guy." 　　Overall, the men's football team of Anning No. 8 Middle School ended the meeting with a huge consensus in the first plenary meeting of the second half of the 2019 school year.　　Translationally, most people don't have a big problem with going to play a game at the weekend, but it can't be ruled out that there are people who are very unhappy about it.　　One of them, of course, is Qin Ao, who was blown up by Qi Ming.　　The other is Chen Jianghe, who ran away before the meeting was finished.　　This result was not expected by Lin Wanxing.　　However, Lin Wanxing was not in a hurry to find Chen Jianghe and Qin Ao, she sat back at her desk in the sports equipment room.　　On the table were several puzzle-solving books she had borrowed from her high school library.　　Last night and this morning, she had already seen a part. There was nothing to do, and she was reading all afternoon, except when the students came to borrow equipment.　　Some of the brain teasers are decades old-fashioned, but there are also new and interesting topics that are fascinating.　　Before she knew it, several pages of drafts she had written were left on the blank paper next to her.　　The first person to come was Qin Ao.　　Xiao Qin had a bruise on his cheek, which was not heavy, but because it was close to the scar under the corner of his eye, it was slightly hideous.　　"It's still done, is Qi Liang okay?" Lin Wanxing glanced at Qin Ao, and then lowered her head to study the intelligence question in front of her.　　"It's dead." 　　"Huh?" Lin Wanxing was stunned when she learned Qi Liang's tone.　　The back of Qin Ao's hand brushed the corners of his mouth, as if he was about to be ignited.　　Lin Wanxing hurriedly took out a caterpillar cola gummy from the small snack bag on the table and apologized.　　Qin Ao raised his eyebrows, and only took it after a while, expressing his mercy and forgiveness to her.　　Lin Wanxing ignored Qin Ao and continued to look down at the intelligence question he had just seen.　　"What are you looking at?" Qin Ao came over, and only then did he find the intelligence questions and code books on the table.　　At that time, the 9 sentences written in the cigarette paper and the last "(10) Koukoukou" were copied by Lin Wanxing on the same white paper and placed in the upper right corner of the desk, so that she could look at it and study it at any time.　　Lin Wanxing turned the question he had just turned 180 degrees and showed it to Qin Ao.　　A German doctor who has lived in China for many years uses a convenient way to determine whether and how much dementia is in the elderly.　　For the following five words, add a stroke to each word to make it a different word.　　If you only answer one, you may be sick.　　Answer only 2 words, with general thinking.　　Answer 3 words, and have a very healthy brain.　　If you are all right, then you are an extremely intelligent person.　　If you don't get a word right, you're already a demented older person.　　"Diao, Ya, Kai, tongue, jade?" Qin Ao read out the five words one by one, "This has something to do with that?" "Nope." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Then why do you do it" "Because it has to do with IQ." 　　Qin Ao: "......" 　　"So, why are you coming to me?" Lin Wanxing added the first stroke to "Diao" and became "Xi".　　"I still think there's something wrong with you." 　　Qin Ao chewed the gummies, and his originally sharp tone became a little soft because of this.　　"So direct?" Lin Wanxing asked, "What's wrong with me?"　　"Why are you here to take us to the game?"Because Mr. Qian said that I have a good relationship with you and Chen Jianghe, let me lead the team." 　　"Didn't you offer it?" 　　"Children......" Lin Wanxing put down the pen, "Come, let me repeat, I am myself, graduated from Yongchuan University with a master's degree, the top liberal arts student in the provincial college entrance examination, and published a total of 9 SCI papers, 6 of which are one work." Why would I offer to take you to the ring for such a thankless task? "......" Qin Ao was silent for a while, and suddenly, he pointed to the white paper in the upper right corner of the table and said, "So why can't the top student in the college entrance examination even solve this?" 　　"I can't solve this problem, there are only two possibilities." Lin Wanxing turned her pen in a circle.　　"What?" 　　"First, it's not a mystery at all; Second, I don't want to unravel it just yet. Qin Ao was shocked, and after a while, he said, "Why are you so good at pretending to be forced, teach me." Lin Wanxing smiled, added a stroke to each of the remaining four words just now, and then dragged the white paper on the table and put it on it.　　"All puzzles start with observation." She pointed to the nine sentences that she had copied from the cigarette paper at the time: "Look, these sentences, what do you have in common" "These words are all brain-dead?" Qin Ao said tentatively.　　"What else?" 　　"Every sentence is preceded by numbers, and dashes?" Qin Ao paused, "This is a dash, right?" "Yes, go ahead." 　　Qin Ao hesitated for a while: "Could it be that the numbers in front are intrinsically related to the number of words in the back?" "I don't rule it out." 　　Lin Wanxing said as she wrote the serial number in front of each sentence of chicken soup and the number of words in chicken soup into two rows of numbers.　　Qin Ao watched it twice and couldn't help but sigh: "This is too complicated!" "yes, it's too complicated." Lin Wanxing groaned.　　Qin Aohu glanced at her suspiciously: "So you're not, haven't you solved it yet?" "Ha, you found out." Lin Wanxing smiled awkwardly.　　"Huh." Qin Ao sneered.　　"But ......," Lin Wanxing raised his head.　　In the evening, the sun was shining in the west, illuminating the entire equipment room.　　"If this is a puzzle, of course the author wants you to solve it. So, it must not be too difficult. She said.　　At the door, Chen Jianghe was holding a football with a serious face.　　The young man's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and the stubble on the top of his head was sweating, shining in the sun.　　He had a soccer ball in the crook of his arm and paused for a moment before entering.　　The football was borrowed by him in the morning, although Lin Wanxing knew very well that Chen Jianghe was very reluctant to appear in front of her now. But because of the agreement to "return the ball no matter how late it is", he still came.　　The boy looked a little tense and didn't say hello, he put the football back in the hoop before walking back to her desk.　　Qin Ao's gaze followed Chen Jianghe back and forth twice.　　Lin Wanxing didn't speak, opened the "borrowing and returning book" and asked Chen Jianghe to sign.　　The boy signed his name, put down his pen, and glanced at her.　　Lin Wanxing took back the borrowed book, closed it, lowered his head and wrote two strokes on the scratch paper for solving the problem, but still did not speak.　　Chen Jianghe frowned and took a few steps towards the door.　　Suddenly, he stopped, turned back and said, "I'm not going on Sunday." "Ah, I see, thanks." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Thanks for what?" 　　"Thank you for reminding me that I have to finish my weekend work and will encounter difficulties." 　　Chen Jianghe was speechless for a while, and after a pause, he said, "Anyway, I won't go, you can find someone casually." "I've checked, the Youth Super League must register players to participate, and the school has already submitted the registration form, so there is no way to find it casually." 　　Chen Jianghe's brows furrowed even tighter, and the center of his eyebrows squeezed out the Sichuan character pattern like a little old man.　　Lin Wanxing comforted him: "It's okay, if you don't want to go, don't go, don't worry." Chen Jianghe looked up, very surprised, and a little dazed.　　Lin Wanxing felt that the boy's reaction was a little cute: "Don't leave yet?" Do you want me to force you to play so you can grant my request? Chen Jianghe: "......" 　　The young man was generalized, and immediately turned around and left.　　Lin Wanxing didn't keep him either.　　"Teacher, you deliberately drove Chen Dog away?" 　　"Where did you come from?" 　　"It's like trying to get away with it." Qin Ao said.　　"The idiom is well used." 　　Hearing this, Chen Jianghe's background stiffened, and he paused, unable to advance or retreat.　　"You see, I didn't force you to participate in the competition, because it's your freedom to go or not to go."

第10章 解谜 　　天已经渐渐黑了，教学楼亮起灯。 　　操场上有晚饭结束的学生，相约散步。 　　器材室里更显昏暗，学生们没有说话，林晚星站起来，打开灯。 　　啪地一声轻响。 　　日光灯管闪烁，整个小仓库都明亮起来。 　　秦敖才回神：“我们哪来的自由？” 　　林晚星：“这是个复杂的问题，你确定想听？” 　　大概她的回答听上去很敷衍，秦敖瞥开视线。 　　“你对我们去不去无所谓吧，你只对这个感兴趣。” 　　他敲了敲桌上的谜题。 　　林晚星凝视着学生的面容，最后转了圈笔，没继续这个话题说下去。 　　纸上还是那些鸡汤。 　　什么“自由翱翔”或者“人当自强”，看上去有些不伦不类、刻意为之，但所有刻意背后显然有这样的东西。 　　林晚星双手交叠，抬头：“你们不感兴趣吗，是谁把这些东西塞给你们？” 　　“我无所谓。”秦敖说。 　　“这样……”林晚星顿了顿，“那我是不是也不用把我刚才的发现告诉你？” 　　门口站了会儿的陈江河同学，终于转身：“你又发现了什么？” 　　林晚星没再逗他们，而是握住笔，在纸上画了一条直线。 　　她看了眼秦敖：“你刚才说，每句话的字数，和标题符号直接的关系？” 　　“怎么，真有关吗？” 　　“不，想简单点，如果不看标号，单看每句话的字数呢？” 　　陈江河同秦敖皱眉，低头看了一会儿，最后看上去想放弃的时候。 　　林晚星：“把问题想简单点，随便说点什么都可以。” 　　“好像没什么单双数的特点。”秦敖说。 　　“字数都在10以内？”陈江河问。 　　“对。”林晚星鼓励性地看着陈江河点头，“它们每句话都很短。不仅都10以内，而是最长不超过7个字。” 　　“这说明什么？” 　　“说明很奇怪。”林晚星用笔帽蹭了蹭下巴，眯起眼。 　　“你又来。”秦敖无语，“有什么话不能一口气说完？” 　　“啊，不好意思，借你们脑子想一下嘛。”林晚星边思考边说，“实际情况，鸡汤都很长，对吗，比如这句话‘恒久努力铸辉煌’，‘铸造’省略为‘铸’。” 　　她又圈向下一句话：“还有这个。‘人当自强’，一般我们都说‘男人当自强’……” 　　“那又怎样？” 　　“如果这是个谜题，那出题人在刻意控制字数，使它变短。”林晚星说。 　　原本陈江河同秦敖都在认真听讲，闻言，秦敖很冷漠：“你的发现有点无聊。” 　　“是有点无聊。但那个人编这些话挺努力的，不是吗？”林晚星笑了下，“这些鸡汤，还有第二个奇怪的地方。” 　　她圈起“恒久努力铸辉煌”和“持之以恒”中的“恒”字，又圈起“人当自强”和“自由翱翔”中的“自”。 　　“每句话，都有重复的一个字？”秦敖终于领悟。 　　林晚星点头。 　　“为什么会有重复的字？”陈江河问。 　　“目前没想到。”林晚星一边说，一边将句子中所有两两重复的字都圈了起来。 　　秦敖原本充盈的情绪又突然泄气：“算了。” 　　他说着就要走。 　　林晚星叫住他：“已经取得巨大进展了，不然我们再想想？” 　　“还能想什么？” 　　“我给你总结下。首先，假设这是一道有人特意弄出来，给你我的谜题，那对方一定希望我们能解开它。那么，它应该很简单，题型类似于这些。” 　　林晚星拿起桌上的《趣题100道》，展示给两位少年看：“我今天做了很多趣味题目也好、脑筋急转弯也罢，发现这些东西的答案，总藏在我们的思维盲区里。所以，肯定有什么我们忽略的东西。” 　　陈江河接过趣题集翻了起来，秦敖则扫过桌上的七八本书：“今天看了这么多？真努力，难怪能考状元。” 　　“高考比较简单，有手就行。”林晚星说。 　　秦敖愣了段时间：“你这逼装的，我都不知道该怎么接。” 　　就在这时，陈江河翻书的手突然顿住：“这个呢！” 　　林晚星抬眼。 　　陈江河目光明亮，有点激动。 　　他把书放下、摊平，展示出一道趣题。 　　题目如下： 　　1.以下为1010共100个方格，请根据⑩道题目题干提示，将答案填入格子中，每格一字。 　　2.黑格表示没有字。 　　提示：先填写容易的，然后再慢慢补充。 　　横向： 　　1.一首儿歌 　　2.《射雕英雄传》中大理国段皇爷出家后的法号 　　3.罗纳尔多的绰号 　　4.葡萄牙的首都。 　　5.地中海和大西洋之间的海峡。 　　6.一个欧洲国家。 　　7.祸不单行的上句。 　　8.一种文物，中学物理课本中有提到过。 　　9.一种传统曲艺。 　　10.孙中山等领导的推翻清朝的运动。 　　11.古诗《春晓》的一句。 　　12.一位相声表演家。 　　纵向： 　　一.马戏团中做滑稽表演的人 　　二.“问世间，情是何物”的下句 　　三.报社因特别消息而临时增印的小张报纸 　　四.美国历史上唯一蝉联四届的总统。罗斯福 　　五.万物复苏的季节。 　　六.一首张国荣主唱的歌。 　　七.海明威的一部名著。 　　八.关系最近的亲戚。 　　九.春秋名相，身价是五张羊皮。 　　十.台湾女歌星。 　　十一.双眼长在同一边的海洋生物。 　　十二.常用来祝贺生意人的用语。 　　十三.比喻彻底改过的成语。 　　…… 　　灯光下，题目下半部黑白相间的方格分外醒目。 　　林晚星看着横纵方格相交处，有种微妙的不可思议感。 　　好像有什么东西一直围绕在你身边，像一根蜡烛点燃后青烟，袅袅萦绕，你总分辨不出那是什么。 　　在黑白格出现的瞬间，罩子掀开，你看到了那根蜡烛，一切就变得清晰起来。 　　虽然这道题要填的空格更多，但确实应该是类似的没错。 　　把相应的词句填入方格中，就这么简单。 　　这么说来的话，解谜所用的1010方格盘，其实也早就交到他们手上了？ 　　林晚星看向陈江河，同少年同样明亮并充满不可置信的目光撞在一起。 　　她向陈江河伸出手，摊开。 　　男生会意，将一张卡片，递到她的手上。 　　那是她和陈江河第一次见面时，少年试探性扔出的《免费借球100次卡》。 　　上面有同样有横平竖直100个方框，部分格子被浅色花纹覆盖。如果换个角度，把被浅浅花纹覆盖的地方看作涂黑的格子，确实有10块被分割出的纵横区域，可以填入相应句子。 　　“填、字、游、戏？”见此情景，秦敖终于拔高音量，不可思议地说。 　　林晚星没有说话，她呼吸轻缓，把陈江河递来的借球卡放在一旁。 　　她按照卡上的格子和花纹位置，用直尺和铅笔在草稿纸上复制了同样一张。 　　她先从左上角开始，按照先横向后纵向的顺序，数出每组空白格子的字数，标在左上角。 　　然后她把鸡汤短句中字数相同的句子，试着匹配进格子中。 　　这是个非常简单的过程，准确来说，是真正有手就行。 　　但无论是陈江和或者秦敖，他们都屏息凝神，大气不敢出。 　　一句、两句、三句，合适句子被填进方格中，字数契合，交点相同。甚至试错次数都很少，整张填字格迅速被构造完整。 　　很恰当，很完美，理应如此。 　　④重新开始。 　　“新”字被填入“⑩口口口”中间那格，而随着第“书山有路冲为径”被最后竖向写入填字格中，整个”填字游戏“只留下最后的空位：⑩-口新书。 　　又是很长一段沉默时间。 　　林晚星双手交叠，支住下颚，抬头看两位学生。 　　房间里很昏暗，秦敖也跟着抬起头，像刚从漫长的梦境里苏醒。 　　“什么‘新书’？”他变得更加疑惑，“最后还有空位要我们猜？” 　　“嗯。”林晚星盯着纸上的格子，一种莫名的熟悉感涌上心头。她看着眼前的两个学生，欲言又止。 　　“你觉得要填什么？”陈江河目光黑亮，问她。 　　“填一个字。”林晚星说。 　　“靠，你这不是废话？” 　　“限定条件如下：这件事和你们两个有关，答案应该在你们能想到的地方。”林晚星顿了顿，“想想你们之间有共同联系的地方。” 　　“什么‘新书’什么？”秦敖迟疑，“我们都不爱学习，难道是‘看新书’？” 　　“我这里还有个线索。” 　　“什么线索？” 　　林晚星从椅子上站起来，在书桌变蹲下。 　　旁边文件柜里是一大叠陈年报纸。 　　有位老师来器材室玩的时候，很喜欢坐在她身边，从里面拿出几份，做报纸上的小游戏。 　　这是非常老派的作风，也因老派而令人记忆深刻。 　　林晚星抽出一叠报纸，放在桌上。 　　像那位老师翻报纸找东西的动作一样，翻起了报纸。 　　一时间，空间里只有纸张划过空气的清脆声音。 　　突然，林晚星停下来。 　　她摊平报纸，指向最下方填充版面的“夕阳红板块”，《宏景晚报》7月12日16B页的最下角，正是一个填字游戏。 　　所有空格都被填满。 　　虽然字迹并不清晰，但能很清楚确定，那是人为填上的铅笔字。 　　“谁？”陈江和问。 　　“钱老师。”林晚星说。 　　“钱老师！”秦敖瞪大眼睛，他拔高音量，“你说这些东西都是钱老师搞的？” 　　“不知道，但他玩填词游戏，还让我带你们去参赛，嫌疑很大。” 　　林晚星说话是声音很轻，自己都好像处于云端，觉得很飘渺，很不可思议。 　　她说到这里，一根男生的手指，突然点在那个他们最后剩下的空格上。 　　所有线索的交点，唯一需要他们填充的那个字。 　　推理进行到这里，答案呼之欲出。 　　⑩口新书 　　秦敖：“那空格里要填的字，难不成是……” 　　“付。”陈江河说。
Chapter 10: Solving the Puzzle It was getting dark, and the lights were on in the school building.　　There are students on the playground who have finished dinner and meet for a walk.　　The equipment room was even darker, the students did not speak, Lin Wanxing stood up and turned on the light.　　There was a soft snap.　　The fluorescent tubes flickered, and the whole small warehouse lit up.　　Qin Ao came back to his senses: "Where did we get our freedom?" Lin Wanxing: "This is a complicated question, are you sure you want to hear it?" Probably her answer sounded very perfunctory, Qin Ao glanced away.　　"It doesn't matter if we go or not, you're only interested in this." 　　He tapped on the puzzle on the table.　　Lin Wanxing stared at the student's face, and finally turned her pen in a circle, not continuing the topic.　　It's still those chicken broths on paper.　　What "free to fly" or "people should be self-reliant" seems a bit nondescript and deliberate, but there is obviously such a thing behind all the deliberateness.　　Lin Wanxing folded her hands and raised her head: "Aren't you interested, who stuffed these things into you?" "I don't care." Qin Ao said.　　"That's ......," Lin Wanxing paused, "Then don't I have to tell you what I just discovered?" Chen Jianghe, who had been standing at the door for a while, finally turned around: "What did you find again?" Lin Wanxing didn't tease them anymore, but held the pen and drew a straight line on the paper.　　She glanced at Qin Ao: "You just said that the number of words in each sentence is directly related to the title symbol?" "What, is it really related?" 　　"No, I want to keep it simple, if you don't look at the label, just look at the number of words in each sentence?" 　　Chen Jianghe frowned with Qin Ao, looked down for a while, and finally looked like he wanted to give up.　　Lin Wanxing: "Think about the problem simply, you can say anything." "It doesn't seem to have any odd or even characteristics." Qin Ao said.　　"All words are under 10?" Chen Jianghe asked.　　"Yes." Lin Wanxing looked at Chen Jianghe encouragingly and nodded, "Every sentence is very short. Not only are they all within 10, but the longest is not more than 7 words. "What does that mean?" 　　"The instructions are strange." Lin Wanxing rubbed her chin with the cap of the pen and squinted.　　"Here you go again." Qin Ao was speechless, "Is there anything you can't say in one breath?" "Ah, I'm sorry, I'll borrow your brains to think about it." Lin Wanxing said while thinking, "In reality, chicken soup is very long, right, for example, this sentence 'permanent efforts to cast brilliance', 'casting' is omitted as 'casting'." She circled the next sentence: "And this." 'People should be self-reliant', generally we say 'men should be self-reliant'......" 　　"So what?" 　　"If it's a puzzle, the questioner is deliberately controlling the word count to make it shorter." Lin Wanxing said.　　Originally, Chen Jianghe and Qin Ao were listening carefully, but when they heard this, Qin Ao was very indifferent: "Your discovery is a bit boring." "It's a little boring. But that guy worked hard to make it up, didn't he? Lin Wanxing smiled, "These chicken soups, there is a second strange place." She circled the word "constant" in "perseverance and hard work" and "perseverance", and circled the "self" in "people should be self-reliant" and "free to soar".　　"In every sentence, there is a word that repeats?" Qin Ao finally understood.　　Lin Wanxing nodded.　　"Why are there duplicate words?" Chen Jianghe asked.　　"I haven't thought of it at the moment." Lin Wanxing said as she circled all the words in the sentence that were repeated in pairs.　　Qin Ao's originally full emotions were suddenly deflated: "Forget it." He was about to leave.　　Lin Wanxing stopped him: "Great progress has been made, otherwise let's think about it again?" "What else can you think of?" 　　"I'll summarize it for you. First of all, let's say it's a puzzle that someone made up specifically to give you and me, then they must want us to solve it. Well, it should be simple, with question types similar to these. Lin Wanxing picked up the "100 Interesting Questions" on the table and showed it to the two teenagers: "I did a lot of interesting questions and brain teasers today, and the answers to these things are always hidden in our blind spots." So, there must be something that we overlooked. Chen Jianghe took the book of interesting questions and flipped it up, while Qin Ao swept over the seven or eight books on the table: "Read so much today?" Really hard, no wonder you can take the top prize. "The college entrance examination is relatively simple, as long as you have hands." Lin Wanxing said.　　Qin Ao was stunned for a while: "I don't know how to take you for this forced pretend." At this moment, Chen Jianghe's hand flipping through the book suddenly stopped: "What about this!" Lin Wanxing raised her eyes.　　Chen Jianghe's eyes were bright and a little excited.　　He put the book down and flattened it, presenting an interesting question.　　The questions are as follows: 1. The following is a total of 100 squares in 1010, please fill in the answers in the grid according to the stem prompts of (10) questions, one word per grid.　　2. Haiglot means no words.　　Tip: Fill in the easy ones first, then slowly fill them up.　　Horizontal: 1.A children's song 2.The French name of the emperor of Dali after his ordination in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" 3.Ronaldo's nickname 4.The capital of Portugal.　　5. The strait between the Mediterranean Sea and the Atlantic Ocean.　　6. A European country.　　7. Woe is not a single line of the previous sentence.　　8. A cultural relic, mentioned in middle school physics textbooks.　　9. A traditional operatic art.　　10. The movement led by Sun Yat-sen and others to overthrow the Qing Dynasty.　　11. A sentence from the ancient poem "Spring Dawn".　　12. A cross talk performer.　　Portrait: a. The people who do burlesque in the circus II. Ask the world, what is love" III. A small newspaper temporarily printed by the newspaper office due to special news IV. The only president in U.S. history to serve four consecutive terms. Roosevelt V. The season of revival.　　Six. A song sung by Leslie Cheung.　　Seven. A famous book by Ernest Hemingway.　　Eight. Closest relative.　　Nine. The name of the Spring and Autumn Period is worth five sheepskins.　　Ten. Taiwanese female singer.　　Eleven. A sea creature with both eyes on the same side.　　Twelve. It is often used to congratulate businessmen.　　A baker's dozen. A metaphor for a completely changed idiom.　　…… 　　Under the light, the black and white squares in the lower half of the title are particularly eye-catching.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the intersection of horizontal and vertical squares, and there was a subtle sense of incredibleness.　　It seems that something is always around you, like a candle lit and green smoke, lingering, and you can't tell what it is.　　The moment the black and white grid appears, the cover is lifted, and you see the candle, and everything becomes clear.　　Although there are more blanks to fill in in this question, it should be similar.　　Fill in the boxes with the corresponding phrases, it's as simple as that.　　In this way, the 1010 checkered plate used to solve the puzzle has actually been handed over to them a long time ago?　　Lin Wanxing looked at Chen Jianghe, colliding with the same bright and unbelievable gaze of the young man.　　She stretched out her hand to Chen Jianghe and spread it out.　　The boy understood and handed her a card.　　That was when she and Chen Jianghe met for the first time, and the teenager tentatively threw out the "Free Borrowing Ball 100 Times" card.　　There are also 100 horizontal and vertical squares on it, and some of the lattices are covered with light-colored patterns. If you look at the area covered by the shallow pattern as a blackened grid, there are indeed 10 vertical and horizontal areas that are divided, and you can fill in the corresponding sentences.　　"Filling, writing, playing, playing?" Seeing this scene, Qin Ao finally raised his voice and said incredulously.　　Lin Wanxing didn't speak, she breathed lightly, and put aside the borrowing card handed by Chen Jianghe.　　She copied the same sheet on scratch paper with a ruler and pencil according to the position of the grid and pattern on the card.　　She starts in the upper left corner and counts the number of words in each blank box in the order of first horizontal and then vertical, and marks them in the upper left corner.　　Then she tries to match the same number of words in the chicken soup short sentence into the grid.　　It's a very simple process, to be precise, just hands.　　But whether it was Chen Jianghe or Qin Ao, they all held their breath and did not dare to come out.　　One sentence, two sentences, three sentences, the appropriate sentences are filled in the square, the number of words matches, and the intersection points are the same. Even the number of trial and error is very small, and the entire crossword grid is quickly constructed to complete.　　It's appropriate, it's perfect, and it deserves to be.　　(4) Start over.　　The word "new" is filled in the middle of "(10) Koukoukou", and as the first "Book Mountain has a road rushing for the path" is finally written vertically into the crossword grid, the whole "crossword puzzle" only leaves the last empty space: (10) - Kouxinshu.　　There was a long silence again.　　Lin Wanxing folded her hands, supported her chin, and looked up at the two students.　　The room was very dim, and Qin Ao also raised his head, as if he had just woken up from a long dream.　　"What 'new book'?" He became even more confused, "Is there a vacant seat for us to guess at the end?" "Hmm." Lin Wanxing stared at the grid on the paper, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity came to her heart. She looked at the two students in front of her, and stopped talking.　　"What do you think you need to fill in?" Chen Jianghe's eyes were dark and he asked her.　　"Fill in a word." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Damn, you're not talking nonsense?" 　　"The qualifier is as follows: this matter is related to the two of you, and the answer should be in the place you can think of." Lin Wanxing paused, "Think about the place where you have a common connection. "What 'new book' what?" Qin Ao hesitated, "We don't like to study, is it 'reading new books'?" "I have a clue here." 　　"What clues?" 　　Lin Wanxing got up from the chair and squatted down at the desk.　　In the filing cabinet next to it was a large stack of old newspapers.　　When a teacher came to the equipment room to play, he liked to sit next to her, take out a few copies from it, and play a little game in the newspaper.　　It's very old-school and it's memorable because of the old-school style.　　Lin Wanxing took out a stack of newspapers and put them on the table.　　Like the teacher's action of digging through the newspaper to find something, he flipped through the newspaper.　　For a moment, there was only the crisp sound of paper scratching through the air.　　Suddenly, Lin Wanxing stopped.　　She flattened the newspaper and pointed to the "sunset red plate" at the bottom, the bottom corner of page 16B of the July 12 issue of the Hongjing Evening News, which was a crossword puzzle.　　All the spaces are filled.　　Although the handwriting is not legible, it is clear that it is a pencil written by hand.　　"Who?" Chen Jianghe asked.　　"Teacher Qian." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Teacher Qian!" Qin Ao's eyes widened, and he raised his voice, "You said that these things were all made by Teacher Qian?" "I don't know, but he played a crossword puzzle and asked me to take you to the competition, which is very suspicious." 　　Lin Wanxing spoke in a very soft voice, as if she was in the clouds, feeling very ethereal and incredible.　　As she spoke, a boy's finger suddenly clicked on the last space they had left.　　The intersection of all clues, the only word that needs to be filled in by them.　　At this point in the reasoning, the answer is on the horizon.　　(10) Qin Ao: "The words to be filled in the blank box are difficult to ......" 　　"Pay." Chen Jianghe said.

第11章 代价 　　林晚星印象中，付新书是学校里典型的贫困生。 　　贫困并不是给学生贴标签的贬义词，它代表着恶劣的生存环境和艰难生活磨砺出的坚韧品格。 　　虽然林晚星大概也只和付新书打了一个照面，说过几句话，但这并不影响她对付新书的好感。 　　也就在“付新书”的姓名被猜测出的瞬间，他们三个，好像都不约而同默认了这个答案。 　　但有时，答案并不只是答案。 　　为什么是“付新书”？ 　　“那，我们要去问去钱老师吗？”秦敖第一个问道。 　　“问什么？”陈江河很冷漠，“问钱老师你为什么对我们搞恶作剧？如果钱老师问什么恶作剧呢？” 　　“好像是有点怪……”秦敖不说话了。 　　两位同学的目光同时汇聚在她脸上。 　　“干嘛？” 　　“所以我们接下来怎么办？”陈江河问。 　　“判断一个答案是否正确，最好的办法当然是求证。”林晚星沉吟片刻，说，“找付新书问问吧。” 　　少年们雷厉风行，等不到明天上课。 　　他们盯着她锁上器材室大门，带她来到学校附近的万达广场。 　　和平路处于居民区集中处，四周万家灯火亮起，广场内商铺灯牌闪耀。六点多正是营业高峰期，广场人流如注，一些知名餐饮店门口都排起了长队。情侣、夫妻、老人、儿童，谈笑声隆隆，人们脸上看起来都平静幸福。 　　林晚星在门口站了一会儿，大概猜到他们为什么带她来这里。 　　她问身旁的两位学生：“这么晚了，付新书在这边打工？” 　　“他每天下课就过来，六点到九点。” 　　万达广场，地下一层。 　　比起楼上，负一层是小型商铺加超市。 　　布局更密集，价格更亲民，因此人流量也更大。 　　林晚星一路走去，隔着玻璃窗，在餐饮店里寻找付新书的身影。 　　让她没想到的是，他们最后却停在了一间美发店门口。 　　店名“丹尼斯美发店”，现代轻奢装修风格。店里顾客很多，理发镜前的所有位置上都坐满人。扑面而来是护发产品的香气，理发师忙碌工作，工作人员都画着淡妆，发型时尚。 　　洗头小工站在门口迎接他们：“您好，请问几位客人，今天是洗头还是修修头发，做个造型？” 　　林晚星卡在门口，下意识看向店内，在角落的洗头位置上，她看到了付新书。 　　学生正扶着一位客人走下洗头的躺椅，他身高腿长，腰间围着一块毛巾，头发用发胶简单做了个造型。纵然如此，他还是目光稚嫩，看上去和整个环境格格不入。 　　在林晚星看到付新书的时候，付新书也看到了她。 　　四目相接，林晚星轻声地道：“我来找人。” 　　付新书在工作，没有第一时间过来。 　　林晚星在旁边等了段时间。 　　学生请刚才洗头的客人到座位上落座，端茶送水，又把毛巾搭在客人肩上，做简单按摩。他熟门熟路，直到理发师到来，付新书才有时间过来和他们打招呼。 　　“老师，你们怎么来了？”学生问。 　　林晚星同陈江河、秦敖互相看了几眼。 　　最后，她和陈江河同时退了一步，秦敖顶在最前方。 　　“我们有事想问你。”提议要来商场找付新书的始作俑者秦敖同学这么说。 　　少年的手在围裙上擦了擦，点了点头。 　　林晚星带付新书向店经理请假，店经理虽然很不情愿，但碍于她是老师，只得答应。 　　宏景万达在江边。 　　林晚星和学生们走出灯火通明的商场，在江边大排档坐下。 　　夏夜江风爽飒，隔岸灯火如星点，水腥味和烧烤香气混杂。 　　可乐上桌，油炸花生米摆了两盘，盐粒晶莹剔透。 　　一时间，碳酸饮料冒泡，桌上只有花生米脆衣剥开的悉索声响。 　　“到底有什么事来找我？”付新书的手轻轻搭在塑料杯上，用开玩笑的口吻对秦敖和陈江河说，“你们两个想通了，周末准备去比赛了？” 　　“那必不是，爷不会和文狗再踢一次。”秦敖脸色冷下来，非常认真。 　　付新书只是笑了下，看向陈江河。 　　“我不踢没意义的比赛。”陈江河说，“我们赢不了。” 　　“我知道。”付新书却说，“但如果我还是想请你们参加周末的比赛呢？上次因为我的原因大家最后都没去赛场，再有一次机会，我不想放弃。” 　　江风吹拂，林晚星看着付新书。 　　学生还是很瘦弱的样子，但目光却异常坚定。 　　“我们都快一年没训练，不可能赢。”陈江河说，“而且他们都根本不认真，强行凑一场毫无意义。” 　　陈江河说道“他们”的时候，瞥了眼秦敖。 　　秦敖挑眉：“老子认真起来，你能踢得过？” 　　“那就算不上场，比赛那天你们能来现场吗？”付新书还不放弃 　　无论是陈江河还是秦敖，都不说话，不肯点头。 　　气氛冷了下来，林晚星单手支颐，看看这边的学生，又看看那边的学生。 　　她喝了口可乐：“说正事吧。” 　　秦敖惊：“带我们参加比赛不是你的工作吗，不算正事？” 　　“那再聊五分钟？” 　　秦敖：“……” 　　“有人恶作剧我们。”陈江河看着付新书，将话题拽回正轨。 　　他简单讲了收到免费借球卡和秦敖拿到香烟的事情。 　　林晚星从小背包里拿出誊抄过的烟纸和借球卡副本，在桌上摊开。 　　讲到最后的时候，他们都不约而同停下来，看向付新书。 　　“所以，那三个空格，填什么？”学生的目光从填字格上离开，这么问道。 　　“你的名字。”陈江河说。 　　“什么？”付新书有点怀疑自己的耳朵。 　　“我们猜，这个⑩，要填的是你的名字。”秦敖说。 　　“就因为最后是“新书”，所以你们就猜是我？” 　　“对。你是和我们，和足球，和林老师、钱老师关系的相交点，我们想不出别的答案。” 　　“为什么是我？”付新书还是很不理解。 　　“他们也不知道，所以想来问问你，是不是也收到了类似的东西，像恶作剧一样的，稀奇古怪的东西。”林晚星说。 　　付新书愣在桌边，完全凝固，像陷入茫然的漩涡中，他皱着眉头，仿佛在思索，却好像找不到答案。 　　恰逢此时，烧烤上桌。 　　100串烤羊肉，100串烤牛肉，还有学生们点的烤蔬菜和海鲜，铺满大半个桌子。 　　孜然飘香，江风拂面。 　　“边吃边想吧。”林晚星说。 　　男生们本来也没吃晚饭，也不用招呼，自觉自动地撸起串来。 　　一时间，江岸边忽然静下，只能听到水声拍岸，远处游轮笛鸣。 　　林晚星要了一份海鲜面疙瘩汤，慢条斯理喝着，观察付新书的表情。 　　从刚才一阵惊愕后，付新书就一直埋头吃东西。 　　甚至有几次，秦敖和陈江河从食物中抬头，想要和付新书说点什么，却因为付新书仍在埋头大吃，而不得不跟着继续消灭食物。 　　在三位男生的共同努力下，整桌烧烤很快被消耗殆尽。 　　秦敖抹了把嘴，表示吃饱了，陈江河也摇头，两人的目光，最终还是汇聚在付新书脸上。 　　付新书原本还在低头夹茄子，感受到同学的目光，他最终放下筷子，抬起了头。 　　“我想起来了。”他拿起纸巾，擦了擦嘴，声音很轻很淡，“我有收到过有那样的东西。” 　　“什么东西？”秦敖和陈江河拔高音量，不约而同道。 　　“你们很想知道吗？来参加周末的比赛，比赛赢了，我就告诉你们。” 　　林晚星倏忽抬眼。 　　秦敖和陈江河怔愣，很不理解付新书为什么会提出这样的要求。 　　他们脸色变幻，既想知道付新书拿到的东西究竟是什么，又无法接受如此直接的胁迫。 　　付新书却没给他们讨价还价的机会：“周日中午11点，学校门口集合。”说完，直接站起来，离开餐桌。 　　他走得坚决。等他们反应过来，他已经跳下台阶，穿过繁忙的十字街头，逆着人流，向商场走去。
Chapter 11 The Price Lin Wanxing has the impression that Fu Xinshu is a typical poor student in school.　　Poverty is not a pejorative term for students, it represents the tenacity honed by the poor living environment and the difficult life.　　Although Lin Wanxing probably only had a face-to-face with Fu Xinshu and said a few words, this did not affect her good impression of Xinshu.　　At the moment when the name of "Fu Xinshu" was guessed, the three of them seemed to have acquiesced to this answer.　　But sometimes, the answer isn't just the answer.　　Why "Pay for New Books"?　　"So, are we going to ask Mr. Qian?" Qin Ao was the first to ask.　　"Ask what?" Chen Jianghe was very indifferent, "Ask Mr. Qian, why are you playing pranks on us?" What kind of prank does Mr. Qian ask? "It seems to be a little weird......," Qin Ao stopped talking.　　The eyes of the two classmates converged on her face at the same time.　　"What?" 　　"So what do we do next?" Chen Jianghe asked.　　"The best way to judge whether an answer is correct is of course to verify it." Lin Wanxing pondered for a moment and said, "Find Fu Xinshu and ask." The teenagers were so resolute that they couldn't wait for tomorrow's class.　　They stared at her, locked the door to the equipment room, and led her to Wanda Plaza, near the school.　　Heping Road is located in the concentration of residential areas, surrounded by thousands of lights, and the lights of the shops in the square are shining. Six o'clock is the peak business season, the square is full of people, and some well-known restaurants are lined up in front of the door. Couples, couples, the elderly, children, talking and laughing rumbled, and people's faces looked calm and happy.　　Lin Wanxing stood at the door for a while, probably guessing why they brought her here.　　She asked the two students beside her: "It's so late, Fu Xinshu is working here?" "He came every day after class, from six to nine." 　　Wanda Plaza, basement level.　　Compared to the upstairs, the negative floor is a small shop and a supermarket.　　The layout is denser and more affordable, so there is also more foot traffic.　　Lin Wanxing walked all the way, looking for Fu Xinshu in the restaurant through the glass window.　　What she didn't expect was that they ended up in front of a hairdresser.　　The name of the store is "Dennis Hair Salon", and it is decorated in a modern light luxury style. There are a lot of customers in the shop, and all the seats in front of the barber mirror are full. The smell of hair care products is blowing in the face, the barbers are busy with work, the staff are wearing light makeup, and the hairstyle is stylish.　　The shampoo stood at the door to greet them: "Hello, may I ask a few guests, are you washing your hair or trimming your hair and styling it today?" Lin Wanxing was stuck at the door, subconsciously looking at the store, and in the corner of the hair washing position, she saw Fu Xinshu.　　The student is helping a guest out of the chaise longue where he washes his hair, he is tall and legged, with a towel around his waist and a simple hairspray style. Even so, he was still immature, and seemed out of place in the whole environment.　　When Lin Wanxing saw Fu Xinshu, Fu Xinshu also saw her.　　Seeing each other, Lin Wanxing said softly: "I'm here to find someone." Fu Xinshu was at work and didn't come over for the first time.　　Lin Wanxing waited beside him for a while.　　The student asked the guest who had just washed his hair to sit down on the seat, served tea and water, and put a towel on the guest's shoulder for a simple massage. He knew the way well, and it wasn't until the barber arrived that Fu Xinshu had time to come and greet them.　　"Teacher, why are you here?" The student asked.　　Lin Wanxing, Chen Jianghe, and Qin Ao glanced at each other a few times.　　In the end, she and Chen Jianghe took a step back at the same time, and Qin Ao was at the forefront.　　"We have something to ask you." Qin Ao, the initiator of the new book who proposed to come to the mall, said.　　The boy's hand wiped his hand on his apron and nodded.　　Lin Wanxing took a new book to ask the store manager for leave, although the store manager was very reluctant, but because she was a teacher, she had to agree.　　Hongjing Wanda is by the river.　　Lin Wanxing and the students walked out of the brightly lit shopping mall and sat down at the riverside food stalls.　　On summer nights, the river breeze is cool, the lights on the other side are like stars, and the smell of water and barbecue aroma are mixed.　　The coke was served, and the fried peanuts were placed on two plates, and the salt grains were crystal clear.　　For a moment, the carbonated drink was bubbling, and the only sound on the table was the sound of peanuts peeling off crispy clothes.　　"What the hell is coming to me?" Fu Xinshu's hand lightly rested on the plastic cup, and said to Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe in a joking tone, "You two have figured it out, are you going to compete on the weekend?" "That's not it, Ye won't kick Wengou again." Qin Ao's face turned cold, and he was very serious.　　Fu Xinshu just smiled and looked at Chen Jianghe.　　"I don't play games that don't matter." "We can't win. "I know." Fu Xinshu said, "But what if I still want to invite you to participate in the weekend competition?" Last time, because of me, everyone didn't go to the stadium in the end, and I don't want to give up if I have another chance. The river breeze was blowing, and Lin Wanxing looked at Fu Xinshu.　　The student was still very thin, but his gaze was unusually determined.　　"We haven't trained for almost a year and it's impossible to win." Chen Jianghe said, "And they are not serious at all, and there is no point in forcing a fight." When Chen Jianghe said "they", he glanced at Qin Ao.　　Qin Ao raised his eyebrows: "Lao Tzu is serious, can you kick?" "That's not a game, can you come on the day of the game?" Fu Xinshu still doesn't give up Whether it is Chen Jianghe or Qin Ao, they don't speak and refuse to nod.　　The atmosphere cooled down, and Lin Wanxing supported herself with one hand, looking at the students here and the students over there.　　She took a sip of Coke: "Let's get down to business." Qin Ao was shocked: "Isn't it your job to take us to the competition, it's not a serious matter?" "Then another five minutes of talking?" 　　Qin Ao: "......" 　　"Someone is playing a prank on us." Chen Jianghe looked at Fu Xinshu and dragged the topic back on track.　　He briefly talked about receiving a free borrowing card and Qin Ao getting cigarettes.　　Lin Wanxing took out the copied cigarette paper and a copy of the borrowing card from the small backpack and spread them out on the table.　　At the end of the conversation, they all stopped and looked at Fu Xinshu.　　"So, those three blanks, what?" The student asked, looking away from the crossword grid.　　"Your name." Chen Jianghe said.　　"What?" Fu Xinshu was a little suspicious of his ears.　　"We guess this (10) is your name." Qin Ao said.　　"Just because it's a "new book" at the end, you guess it's me? "Yes. You are the intersection point of the relationship with us, with football, with Mr. Lin and Mr. Qian, and we can't think of any other answer. "Why me?" Fu Xinshu still doesn't understand.　　"They don't know either, so I wanted to ask you if you received something similar, something like a prank, something weird." Lin Wanxing said.　　Fu Xinshu was stunned at the table, completely frozen, as if caught in a dazed whirlpool, he frowned, as if he was thinking, but he didn't seem to find an answer.　　At this time, the barbecue is served.　　100 skewers of roast lamb, 100 skewers of roast beef, and grilled vegetables and seafood ordered by the students filled most of the table.　　The cumin is fragrant, and the river breeze is blowing.　　"Let's think about it while we eat." Lin Wanxing said.　　The boys didn't have dinner in the first place, and they didn't need to say hello, so they consciously and automatically picked up the skewers.　　For a while, the bank of the river suddenly fell silent, and only the sound of water lapping on the shore could be heard, and the whistle of the cruise ship in the distance could be heard.　　Lin Wanxing asked for a seafood gnocchi soup, drank it slowly, and observed Fu Xinshu's expression.　　Since the shock just now, Fu Xinshu has been immersed in eating.　　There were even a few times when Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe looked up from the food and wanted to say something to Fu Xinshu, but because Fu Xinshu was still eating heavily, they had to continue to destroy the food.　　With the joint efforts of the three boys, the whole table of barbecue was quickly consumed.　　Qin Ao wiped his mouth, indicating that he was full, Chen Jianghe also shook his head, and the eyes of the two finally converged on Fu Xinshu's face.　　Fu Xinshu was still holding the eggplant with his head down, and feeling the gaze of his classmates, he finally put down his chopsticks and raised his head.　　"I remember." He picked up a tissue, wiped his mouth, and said in a soft, low voice, "I've ever received something like that." "What's that?" Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe raised their voices and said the same thing.　　"Do you want to know? Come to the weekend, and if you win, I'll tell you. Lin Wanxing suddenly raised her eyes.　　Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe were stunned, and they didn't understand why Fu Xinshu would make such a request.　　Their faces changed, they wanted to know what Fu Xinshu had gotten, and they couldn't accept such direct coercion.　　Fu Xinshu didn't give them a chance to bargain: "On Sunday at 11 noon, we gathered at the school gate. After saying that, he stood up and left the table.　　He walked resolutely. By the time they could react, he had jumped down the stairs and walked through the busy crossroads, against the flow of people, towards the mall.

第12章 文狗 　　时间已经不早，林晚星送学生到公交车站。 　　两位男生已经从刚解开谜题的喜悦中清醒，也说不出是沮丧或者别的什么情绪。 　　付新书最后的条件，确实令人需要思考后才能做出决定。 　　两人一路上一言不发。 　　公交车来了两趟，他们却没有一个人上车。 　　林晚星看了眼时间，实在忍不住：“你们要坐哪班车走？” 　　秦敖才反应过来：“我离这近，走回去就行。” 　　他虽然嘴上这么说，却并没有任何行动，还是站在公交站台上，双手插兜，表情深沉。 　　陈江河也是如此。 　　林晚星干脆放下包，在车站坐下。 　　学生们竟也跟着坐了下来。 　　左右两边是身高175往上的护法，他们欲言又止。 　　林晚星无奈：“怎么了啊，宝宝们？” 　　秦敖：“你觉得，付新书收到的东西是什么？” 　　林晚星叹了口气：“我怎么会知道。” 　　“那……”秦敖说到这里，头枕双手，靠在广告灯牌上。 　　又一辆公交车在站台前停下，车门打开。 　　陈江河：“就当恶作剧，也没必要弄明白。” 　　小刺头同学虽然这么说，但却没有半点当断则断的气势，他的屁股还黏在凳子上。 　　“也对，说不定老付在骗我们。” 　　林晚星就听着学生们的对话，并不插入。 　　秦敖又嘀咕了一会儿，终于忍不住扭头道：“你是老师吧，总要给点建议吧。” 　　“建议什么？建议你们，要不要去参赛？” 　　“你不想知道是谁搞了这么大一出？”秦敖顿了顿，“而且带我们参加比赛，这不是你的事吗？” 　　“我不做建议。”林晚星很认真地道。 　　秦敖：“本质因为我们踢不踢比赛跟你也没关系，反正你又不会被开除！” 　　“这么说，有点伤感情啊。”林晚星笑了下，“但我还是希望，你们自行决定是否要参赛这件事。” 　　“为什么？” 　　“我支持你们参赛，也尊重你们不想去的理由。” 　　“哈？”秦敖不解，“你怎么也不说点什么老师会说的话？” 　　“比方说，告诉你们机会难得，要好好把握？” 　　“对啊，就这种。” 　　“没关系，每个人的一生都会错过很多，就算这次不错过，下次也会错过。” 　　“你真的很奇怪。”陈江河忍不住说。 　　“嘿，你才发现吗？”林晚星站起来，和学生们挥挥手：“你们不回家，我要走啦。” 　　秦敖叫住她：“喂，好歹是老师，给点有用的建议吧。” 　　林晚星被学生叫住，公交车站灯牌光色迷蒙。 　　“我的建议是，认真思考，自由决定。” 　　她这么说。 　　周日，宏景市八中门口。 　　比赛日很快到来，夏末气温却连续走高，天热得让人在马路上站不了五分钟就满头大汗。 　　上午十点半开始，林晚星就坐在门卫室和大爷聊天，直到十一点整，校门口只有八个学生。 　　陈江河提前到了，刺儿头同学虽然嘴上强硬，但终究还是心软。秦敖和他的小跟班林鹿一直没有出现。付新书则站在人群最边沿，一直望着人行道尽头。 　　学校大巴有事，林晚星预定接送学生的金杯小巴车准时到来，她拿着报名表站在学生们面前：“我先点名吧，点到名字的同学喊‘到’，然后上车。” 　　“老师，就十一个人，谁没来不是看一眼就知道吗？”有人有气无力地插嘴。 　　林晚星笑了下：“你们不觉得，点名很有仪式感吗？” 　　“不觉得！”起哄倒是很统一。 　　就在这时，付新书的眼睛亮了。 　　林晚星转过身，秦敖和林鹿刚下公交车，正从马路对面走来。 　　秦敖身穿足球服，胸前挂着一双钉鞋。他高大健壮，气质剽悍，带着背包的“小弟”穿过马路，站在付新书面前。 　　秦敖挑了挑眉，牵动眼下的疤：“我就是好奇！”他对付新书说。 　　“我知道。” 　　“你最好别骗小爷。” 　　“嗯。” 　　周围的男生们看到秦敖，不知谁喊了一句：“嚯，秦哥今天够酷啊！” 　　秦敖扫视一圈，才发现其他人大多T恤和短裤，他反而是穿得最正式的那个：“不是要踢比赛吗，你们穿的这些是什么？” 　　“你是不是傻，我们都放在包里啊！”笑声此起彼伏。 　　秦敖很不屑地双手插袋，脸却有点儿红。 　　林晚星拿着点名板，适时插入：“我开始点名啦。” 　　“付新书。” 　　“到。” 　　“陈江河。” 　　“到。” 　　虽然哼哼唧唧，但每位被点到名的学生还是听话地上车了。 　　“郑飞扬。” 　　“到。” 　　随着最后一位学生的名字念完，名单见底。林晚星看着唯一没有打钩那行的姓名，感到意外。 　　她收起表格，踏上小巴车。学生们已经在小巴车上就位，十位男生把不大的车厢挤出满载的视觉效果。 　　唯一没来的那个人，是文成业。 　　在她的概念里，文成业那天并没有举手提出异议，她一直默认文成业会来。没想到他却一声招呼也不打就缺席。 　　“老师，文成业没来，我们要等他吗？”林鹿小心翼翼地问。 　　秦敖跷着二郎腿，坐在单人座位上：“他还真就是条狗呗。” 　　林晚星环视车厢，走到和文成业关系亲近的祁亮同学身前：“文成业和你说过，他不来吗？” 　　祁亮从一开始就脸色不愉，闻言，他说：“大意了，不愧是文狗。” 　　“怎么说？” 　　祁亮冷笑了下：“让我来，自己不来，把我绕晕了。” 　　“那他人呢？” 　　“我没这样的狗儿子。” 　　“你能给他打个电话吧。” 　　“打过了，他不接。你给他妈打电话啊，我说‘他妈’不是在骂人啊。”祁亮懒洋洋地靠上椅背。 　　林晚星当然没有文成业母亲的联系方式，但作为本次活动的带队老师，她有责任确认学生的安全。 　　没办法，她让同学们稍等片刻，随后在门卫室翻到文成业班级班主任的电话，但周末休息，她一时没打通文成业班主任电话。门卫说可以去教师办公室翻学生名册，林晚星只得冲回教学楼，一番奔波下来，她已满头大汗。 　　她喘着粗气，站在教学楼四楼的栏杆边上，拨通了文母的电话。 　　电话接通，文母那方传来了噼里啪啦的麻将声。 　　林晚星尽量让自己声音听上去平缓，她道明来意，文母却用软而细的声音说：“我们小业今天有数学课补习的呀，不能去踢球了，不好意思哦。” 　　“但是他的队友都来了，在等他一个人。” 　　“啊呀，那就帮我们小文和同学说对不起啦。” 　　对话到此处，文成业妈妈已挂断电话。 　　林晚星握着手机站定，头一回感到工作的压力。
Chapter 12 Wengou It was not early, and Lin Wanxing sent the students to the bus stop.　　The two boys had already woken up from the joy of solving the puzzle, and they couldn't tell if it was frustration or anything else.　　The final condition of the new book is indeed a reflection before making a decision.　　The two didn't say a word along the way.　　The bus came twice, but none of them got on.　　Lin Wanxing glanced at the time, and couldn't help it: "Which bus are you going to take?" Qin Ao reacted: "I'm close to here, just walk back." Although he said this, he did not take any action, and still stood on the bus platform with his hands in his pockets and a deep expression.　　The same is true for Chen Jianghe.　　Lin Wanxing simply put down her bag and sat down at the station.　　The students sat down as well.　　On the left and right are the Dharma Protectors who are 175 taller and higher, and they want to stop talking.　　Lin Wanxing was helpless: "What's the matter, babies?" Qin Ao: "What do you think, what do you think Fu Xinshu received?" Lin Wanxing sighed: "How would I know." "That ......" Qin Ao said this, resting his head on his hands and leaning on the advertising bill.　　Another bus stopped in front of the platform with the doors open.　　Chen Jianghe: "Just take it as a prank, and there's no need to figure it out." Although the little prickly head classmate said this, he didn't have the slightest momentum to break off, and his ass was still glued to the stool.　　"That's right, maybe Lao Fu is lying to us." 　　Lin Wanxing listened to the students' conversation and did not interject.　　Qin Ao muttered for a while, and finally couldn't help but turn his head and say, "You're a teacher, you have to give some advice." "What is recommended? Do you want to go to the race? "You don't want to know who made such a big show?" Qin Ao paused, "And take us to the competition, isn't it your business?" "I don't make recommendations." Lin Wanxing said very seriously.　　Qin Ao: "The essence is that it doesn't matter to you whether we play or not, and you won't be expelled anyway!" "That's a bit of a hurtful feeling." Lin Wanxing smiled, "But I still hope that you can decide for yourself whether you want to participate or not." "Why?" 　　"I support you in the race and respect the reasons why you don't want to go." 　　"Huh?" Qin Ao was puzzled, "Why don't you say something that a teacher would say?" "For example, tell you that the opportunity is rare and you should take advantage of it?" 　　"yes, that's it." 　　"It doesn't matter, everyone will miss a lot in their life, even if they don't miss it this time, they will miss it next time." 　　"You're really weird." Chen Jianghe couldn't help but say.　　"Hey, did you just find out?" Lin Wanxing stood up and waved to the students: "If you don't go home, I'm leaving." Qin Ao stopped her: "Hey, it's a teacher, give me some useful advice." Lin Wanxing was stopped by the students, and the light sign at the bus stop was misty.　　"My advice is, think carefully and decide freely." 　　She said so.　　On Sunday, at the gate of the No. 8 Middle School in Hongjing City.　　Race day was fast approaching, but the temperature continued to rise at the end of summer, and it was so hot that people couldn't stand on the road for five minutes and sweat profusely.　　Starting at half past ten in the morning, Lin Wanxing sat in the guard room and chatted with the uncle, until eleven o'clock, there were only eight students at the school gate.　　Chen Jianghe arrived early, and although the thorny head classmate was tough-mouthed, he was still soft-hearted after all. Qin Ao and his little follower Lin Lu never appeared. Fu Xinshu stood at the very edge of the crowd, looking at the end of the sidewalk.　　There was something wrong with the school bus, Lin Wanxing's Jinbei minibus scheduled to pick up and drop off students arrived on time, and she stood in front of the students with the registration form: "I'll roll call first, and the students who have their names will shout 'to' and then get on the bus." "Teacher, there are only eleven people, who hasn't come to know at a glance?" Someone interjected weakly.　　Lin Wanxing smiled: "Don't you think that the roll call is very ceremonial?" "I don't think so!" The heckling is very uniform.　　At this moment, Fu Xinshu's eyes lit up.　　Lin Wanxing turned around, Qin Ao and Lin Lu had just gotten off the bus and were walking across the road.　　Qin Ao was wearing a football uniform with a pair of spiked shoes hanging from his chest. He was tall and strong, with a fierce temperament, and his "little brother" with a backpack crossed the road and stood in front of Fu Xinshu.　　Qin Ao raised his eyebrows and touched the scar under his eyes: "I'm just curious!" He said to the new book.　　"I know." 　　"You'd better not lie to you." 　　"Hmm." 　　When the boys around saw Qin Ao, they didn't know who shouted: "Hey, Brother Qin is cool today!" Qin Ao glanced around, only to find that most of the others were T-shirts and shorts, but he was the one who was dressed most formally: "Aren't you going to play a game, what are you wearing?" "Are you stupid, we all put it in our bags!" Laughter came and went.　　Qin Ao put his hands in his pockets with disdain, but his face was a little red.　　Lin Wanxing took the roll call board and inserted it at the right time: "I'll start the roll call." "Pay for new books." 　　"Here." 　　"Chen Jianghe." 　　"Here." 　　Although they were humming and chirping, each of the students who were named still obediently got on the bus.　　"Zheng Feiyang." 　　"Here." 　　As the last student's name is read out, the list bottoms out. Lin Wanxing looked at the only name that didn't tick that line and was surprised.　　She put away the form and stepped into the minibus. The students were already in their seats on the minibus, and the ten boys squeezed the small compartment out of the full visual effect.　　The only person who didn't come was Wen Chengye.　　In her concept, Wen Chengye did not raise her hand to raise objections that day, and she always acquiesced that Wen Chengye would come. Unexpectedly, he was absent without saying hello.　　"Teacher, Wen Chengye didn't come, do we have to wait for him?" Lin Lu asked cautiously.　　Qin Ao stomped Erlang's legs and sat on the single seat: "He's really a dog." Lin Wanxing looked around the carriage and walked in front of Qi Liang, who was close to Wen Chengye: "Wen Chengye told you, won't he come?" Qi Liang's face was unhappy from the beginning, and when he heard this, he said: "It's careless, it deserves to be a dog." "How?" 　　Qi Liang sneered: "Let me come, if you don't come, you will make me dizzy." "What about others?" 　　"I don't have such a dog son." 　　"Can you give him a call?" 　　"I did, but he didn't answer. You call his mother, and I don't mean to curse when I say ''. Qi Liang leaned lazily back in his chair.　　Of course, Lin Wanxing does not have the contact information of Wen Chengye's mother, but as the leading teacher of this activity, she has the responsibility to confirm the safety of students.　　There was no way, she asked her classmates to wait for a while, and then turned to the phone number of Wen Chengye's class teacher in the guard room, but she didn't call Wen Chengye's class teacher for a while. The doorman said that she could go to the teacher's office to look through the student roster, and Lin Wanxing had to rush back to the teaching building.　　Gasping for breath, she stood on the railing on the fourth floor of the school building and dialed Wen's mother's phone.　　The phone was connected, and there was a crackling mahjong sound from Wen's mother's side.　　Lin Wanxing tried her best to make her voice sound calm, she made her intentions clear, but Wen's mother said in a soft and thin voice: "Our Xiaoye has math tutoring today, and I can't go to play football, I'm sorry." "But his teammates are here, waiting for him alone." 　　"Ah, then help us Xiaowen and his classmates say I'm sorry." 　　At this point in the conversation, Wen Chengye's mother had hung up the phone.　　Lin Wanxing stood still holding her mobile phone, feeling the pressure of work for the first time.

第13章 凑数 　　宏景八中，校门口。 　　小巴车司机为了省油，没开空调。 　　林晚星踏入车厢，原本在玩手机、闲聊的学生们不约而同看向她。 　　林晚星：“联系不上文成业，我们先去赛场。” 　　她说完，转头拍了拍司机的椅背：“师傅，开车吧。” 　　车辆驶动，马路上的热风灌入车厢中，两旁行道树影婆娑。 　　林晚星在陈江河身边坐下，那里还有个空位。 　　少年的唇紧紧抿着，他今天背了个黑色的包，很大，里面应该是比赛用的足球服以及防防护器具。 　　来参加比赛的学生们每个人都背着这样的包。 　　车厢内沉默了一段时间，只有引擎轰鸣声。 　　“同学们，我们讨论一下？”林晚星坐直身子，从刚才剧烈奔跑的疲惫中恢复了。 　　“讨论什么啊老师？不然大家就地下车解散？”有学生没好气地说。 　　“讨论下，在文成业缺席的情况下，10打11的战术安排？” 　　“老师你是不是乱七八糟的动画片看多了？” 　　“老师你有看过哪怕一场足球比赛吗？” 　　林晚星震惊：“当然看过啊，我小学的时候，国足踢进世界杯，学校还组织我们统一观看。” 　　“那你可真够老的。” 　　学生们你一言我一语，虽然在吐槽，但好歹气氛活泼起来。 　　“现在说这些有用，我们还是讨论下该怎么办吧。”付新书的声音响起。 　　“付大人有何高见？”祁亮问。 　　“报名的时候有最低人数限制，按照规定，我们足球队是有两位替补的。” 　　林晚星眼睛一亮：“那替补呢？” 　　“他们都不是经过专业训练的足球运动员，为了凑报名人数才填上去的，不过可以问一问钱老师。” 　　林晚星点点头，立刻拨通了钱老师的电话。 　　林晚星简单陈述了事情经过，就算平素性格软绵绵的钱老师，也不由得拔高音量。他语气里能听出一丝火气。 　　林晚星打断了钱老师要叱责文成业的话，而是说：“现在就是想问问您，我们足球队的替补成员，是不是可以上场呢？ 　　热风哗啦啦，吹起车窗两旁遮帘的声音。 　　林晚星安静地听了一会儿，诧异地道：“不在大名单上的球员，可以上场吗？” 　　“理论上当然不行，但这种比赛谁查你。放心，就踢一场比赛，凑个数，领导面前好看点。”钱老师说。 　　林晚星挂断电话，原本还在吵嚷的学生们骤然安静下来，等待她的答案。 　　“钱老师说，队里那两个上名单替补同学，跟他在省里参加田径运动会，来不了。” 　　学生们嘴上没说什么，但目光中还是掩饰不住的失望情绪。 　　“不过。”林晚星停顿了下，“钱老师说，学校里有没参赛的体育生可以赶过来，凑个数，据他了解以前也踢过球，问我们要不要。” 　　学生们你看我我看你，有人看样子就要说些丧气话。 　　但付新书坚定的声音响起：“要。”他这么说。 　　钱老师联系速度很快，很快给他发来地址。他们往学校附近又绕了一圈，小巴车在新村门口等了几分钟，一个身材健硕的男生跑出小区。 　　男生姓陈名卫东，学校练跨栏的体育生。 　　学生们之间都互相认识，陈卫东上车后，最后一个空座位也被填满。 　　小巴车驶上高架，向城外开去。 　　车行半个多钟头，他们来到了郊外。 　　小巴车在宏景明珠俱乐部门口停下。 　　林晚星来之前查过这块地方，这里是宏景明珠旗下的乙级足球联赛俱乐部所在地，因此成为本次青超联赛华南赛区的指定比赛场地之一。 　　道路两旁是成片农田，九月稻谷金黄。 　　男生们虽然上车时懒懒散散，但下车却冲劲十足。 　　林晚星最后一个走下小巴，发现学生们堵在车前，一动不动。 　　“ 怎么啦？”她问完，也愣在原地。 　　迎面是一辆大巴车，车身很高，通体白色，上面喷涂有安宁实验中学几个大字，金色中学校徽图案在阳光下熠熠生辉。 　　大巴车门打开，学生们鱼贯而下，他们统一穿过蓝白色校服，挎着黑色运动背包，看上去训练有素。 　　领队老师西装革履，一下车，他就指挥司机打大巴开行李箱。几位老师拖出学生们的护具筐和几个纸箱，看包装，里面应该是自带的运动饮料喝营养补充品。 　　队伍里还有校医，自带急救箱。 　　原来想提前适应场地的，不止他们学校。 　　就这样，他们两帮人隔着一条狭窄过道分峙两边，彼此都没有说话。 　　林晚星探头探脑看了一会儿，拍了拍身前唯一穿着足球运动服的秦敖，说：“让一下。” 　　“你干嘛？”秦敖被吓了一跳，人倒是往旁边让开一条道。 　　“打个招呼啊。”林晚星双手插袋，往安宁实验中学领队面前走去。 　　其实安宁实验的老师也早看到了他们，但彼此是对手，他又忙于准备工作，没有理会他们。 　　现在她先来打招呼，那位领队老师反而有点不好意思。 　　林晚星做了自我介绍，和那位领队老师闲聊几句，握手交换微信，最后才插着口袋走回学生们面前。 　　男生们呆若木鸡。 　　秦敖小声地问：“你过去干什么？” 　　“友好交流，体现我们学校教师的素质水平。” 　　“有病。”秦敖无语。 　　林晚星笑了。 　　宏景明珠俱乐部在郊区。 　　等真的看到比赛场地，林晚星反而笑不出来了。 　　球场四周是一圈绿色铁丝网，入口处位主办方搭建的小凉棚，用作登记处。正对入口的铁丝网上悬挂着“青少年足球超级联赛U19预选赛”的大型横幅。底下摆着一长条广告牌，由同一位赞助商提供。 　　烈日暴晒，阳光直射。 　　以上，就是球场周围的全部遮挡物。 　　林晚星用手遮住炽烈阳光：“怎么连个看台都没有？” 　　“训练场没看台很正常啊。” 　　男生们反而很习以为常。 　　等她回神，学生们已经自觉主动占据场边的一块塑胶跑道。 　　并同安宁实验的队伍，友好地保持大约50米左右距离，彼此井水不犯河水。 　　林晚星和学生们一起到组委会登记处报道。 　　她和安宁实验的领队老师又站在了一起。 　　毕竟队伍里带着一个“编外人士”，林晚星还有些紧张。 　　他们首先签署了一份《参赛承诺书》，保证服从安排、文明竞赛、如出现意外事故责任自负。然后又是一份《不参与赌博、打假球等违规违纪违法行为》承诺书。保证从未参与赌球、打假球等违规违纪违法行为，并知晓如被发现会取消竞赛参赛资格并移送公安机关的后果。 　　承诺书基本就是走个过场，大家都签得很快，学生们签名后，林晚星也跟着在领队签名处写上了自己的名字。 　　运动背包扔了一地，等林晚星回到男生们跟前，学生们或坐或躺，开始嚷嚷肚子饿了。 　　而不远处，安宁实验的学生们，已经全部换上学校统一球衣，站在球场上，排成一列。 　　他们的教练站在队伍前方，像在训话。 　　风声细碎，热浪拂过草坪，远处山峦田野连绵。 　　组委会给他们拿来盒饭，而安宁实验的学生们，已经开始绕着球场跑圈。 　　安宁实验球员们跑圈规整有力的脚步声，不断在他们耳旁响起。 　　林晚星盘腿坐在滚烫的草地边缘，拆开盒饭，握着筷子。 　　一队人跑远，她的耳旁便只剩下孩子们咀嚼食物的声音，很细碎的声响也清晰可闻。 　　没有人说话。 　　林晚星遥遥戳了戳林鹿的饭盒：“你不吃炸猪排吗？” 　　“我吃啊！”林鹿赶紧护住自己的饭盒。 　　林晚星高兴地笑了起来，立刻把自己的猪排夹到了林鹿盒饭上：“太好了，奖励你，不用谢。” 　　说时迟那时快，没等林鹿反应过来，俞明已经一筷子把猪排夹到自己盒饭里。 　　林鹿目瞪口呆。 　　一时间，我“我的猪排”和“我已经咬过了”的声音，再度闹哄哄地响了起来。
Chapter 13 Make up the numbers Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, at the school gate.　　In order to save fuel, the driver of the minibus did not turn on the air conditioning.　　Lin Wanxing stepped into the carriage, and the students who were originally playing with their mobile phones and chatting looked at her together.　　Lin Wanxing: "If you can't contact Chengye, let's go to the arena first." After she finished speaking, she turned her head and patted the back of the driver's seat: "Master, let's drive." As the car moved, the hot air from the road poured into the carriage, and the shadows of the trees on both sides of the roadway were swaying.　　Lin Wanxing sat down next to Chen Jianghe, where there was still a vacant seat.　　The boy's lips were pursed tightly, he was carrying a black bag today, it was very large, and it should be a football uniform and protective equipment for the game.　　The students who came to the competition each carried such a bag on their backs.　　There was silence in the carriage for a while, except for the roar of the engines.　　"Students, let's discuss?" Lin Wanxing sat up straight, recovering from the exhaustion of running violently just now.　　"What are you discussing, teacher? Otherwise, everyone will get out of the car and disband? Some students said angrily.　　"Let's discuss, in the absence of Wen Chengye, the tactical arrangement of 10 to 11?" 　　"Teacher, have you watched too many cartoons?" 　　"Teacher, have you ever watched even a football game?" 　　Lin Wanxing was shocked: "Of course I have seen it, when I was in elementary school, the national football team played in the World Cup, and the school organized us to watch it uniformly." "You're old enough, then." 　　The students are talking to me, although they are complaining, but the atmosphere is lively.　　"Now that this is useful, let's discuss what to do." The voice of Fu Xinshu sounded.　　"What do you think?" Qi Liang asked.　　"There is a minimum number of people to sign up, and according to the rules, our football team has two substitutes." 　　Lin Wanxing's eyes lit up: "What about the substitute?" "None of them are professionally trained football players, so they filled in to make up the number of applicants, but you can ask Mr. Qian." 　　Lin Wanxing nodded and immediately dialed Mr. Qian's phone.　　Lin Wanxing briefly stated what happened, even if Mr. Qian, who had a soft personality, couldn't help but raise his voice. There was a hint of anger in his tone.　　Lin Wanxing interrupted Mr. Qian's words to reprimand Wen Chengye, but said: "Now I just want to ask you, can the substitute members of our football team play?"　　The hot wind was blowing, blowing the sound of curtains on both sides of the car window.　　Lin Wanxing listened quietly for a while, and said in surprise: "Can players who are not on the squad play?" "Of course not, of course, in theory, but who checks you in this kind of competition. Don't worry, just play a game, make up a number, and look good in front of the leader. Teacher Qian said.　　Lin Wanxing hung up the phone, and the students who were still arguing suddenly quieted down, waiting for her answer.　　"Teacher Qian said that the two substitute students in the team who participated in the track and field meeting in the province with him couldn't come." 　　The students didn't say anything, but they couldn't hide the disappointment in their eyes.　　"Still." Lin Wanxing paused, "Teacher Qian said that there are sports students in the school who have not participated in the competition can rush over and make up a number, as far as he knows, he has also played football before, and asked us if we want to." Students, you look at me, I look at you, and some people seem to be going to say something frustrating.　　But Fu Xinshu's firm voice sounded: "Yes." He said so.　　Mr. Qian contacted him very quickly and quickly sent him the address. They went around the school again, and the minibus waited for a few minutes at the entrance of the new village, and a sturdy boy ran out of the community.　　The boy's surname is Chen Weidong, and he is a sports student who practices hurdles at school.　　The students all knew each other, and when Chen Weidong got on the bus, the last empty seat was filled.　　The minibus drove up the elevated highway and headed out of the city.　　After more than half an hour of driving, they came to the suburbs.　　The minibus stops at the entrance of the Grand View Pearl Club.　　Lin Wanxing checked this place before coming, this is the location of the second division football league club under Hongjing Pearl, so it has become one of the designated venues for the South China Division of the Youth Super League.　　The road is lined with fields of farmland, and the rice is golden in September.　　Although the boys are lazy and lazy when they get on the bus, they are full of momentum when they get off.　　Lin Wanxing was the last to get off the minibus and found the students stuck in front of the bus, motionless.　　"What's wrong?" After she asked, she was also stunned.　　In front of him was a bus, the body was very high, all white, sprayed with several large characters of Anning Experimental Middle School, and the golden middle school emblem pattern shone in the sun.　　The bus doors opened, and the students rushed down, all dressed in blue and white school uniforms and carrying black sports backpacks, looking well-trained.　　The team leader teacher was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and as soon as he got off the bus, he instructed the driver to open the suitcase. Several teachers dragged out the students' protective gear baskets and a few cardboard boxes, and looked at the packaging, which should be their own sports drinks and nutritional supplements.　　There is also a school doctor in the team who brings his own first aid kit.　　It turned out that they were not the only ones who wanted to adapt to the venue in advance.　　In this way, the two groups of them separated each other through a narrow aisle, and did not speak to each other.　　Lin Wanxing probed his brain and looked at it for a while, patted Qin Ao, the only one in front of him wearing a football jersey, and said, "Let it go." "What are you doing?" Qin Ao was taken aback, and the person moved aside to make a way.　　"Say hi." Lin Wanxing put her hands in her pockets and walked in front of the team leader of Anning Experimental Middle School.　　In fact, the teacher of the Anning experiment had already seen them, but they were opponents, and he was busy preparing and ignored them.　　Now she came to say hello first, and the team leader teacher was a little embarrassed.　　Lin Wanxing introduced herself, chatted with the team leader teacher, shook hands and exchanged WeChat, and finally walked back to the students with her pockets in her pockets.　　The boys were stunned.　　Qin Ao asked in a low voice, "What did you do in the past?" "Friendly exchanges, reflecting the quality level of our school's teachers." 　　"Sick." Qin Ao was speechless.　　Lin Wanxing smiled.　　Grand View Pearl Club is on the outskirts.　　When she really saw the competition venue, Lin Wanxing couldn't laugh anymore.　　The stadium is surrounded by a ring of green barbed wire, and at the entrance is a small pergola built by the organizers to serve as a registration office. A large banner reading "Youth Super League U19 Qualifiers" hangs on the barbed wire fence facing the entrance. There is a long billboard underneath, provided by the same sponsor.　　Scorching sun, direct sunlight.　　That's all the occlusion around the pitch.　　Lin Wanxing covered the blazing sun with her hands: "Why don't you even have a stand?" "It's normal for the training ground to have no stands." 　　The boys are used to it.　　By the time she came back to her senses, the students had consciously taken the initiative to occupy a piece of plastic runway on the sidelines.　　And with the team of the Anning experiment, they kept a friendly distance of about 50 meters, and the well water of each other did not interfere with the river water.　　Lin Wanxing and the students went to the registration office of the organizing committee to report.　　She stood with the leader of the Anning experiment again.　　After all, there is a "supernumerary" in the team, and Lin Wanxing is still a little nervous.　　They first signed a "Participation Commitment", pledging to obey the arrangement, compete in a civilized manner, and take responsibility for accidents at their own risk. Then there is a letter of commitment of "not participating in gambling, match-fixing and other violations of rules and disciplines". Guarantee that you have never participated in gambling, match-fixing and other violations of rules and disciplines, and know that if you are found, you will be disqualified from participating in the competition and transferred to the public security organ.　　The letter of commitment was basically a formality, everyone signed it quickly, and after the students signed, Lin Wanxing also wrote her name in the team leader's signature.　　The sports backpack was thrown to the ground, and when Lin Wanxing returned to the boys, the students sat or lay down, and began to shout that they were hungry.　　Not far away, the students of the Anning experiment have all changed into the school's uniform jerseys and stood on the court, lined up.　　Their coach stood at the front of the team, as if he were lecturing.　　The wind was crackling, the heat was blowing across the lawn, and the mountains and fields were rolling in the distance.　　The organizing committee brought them boxed lunches, and the students of the Anning experiment had already begun to run circles around the court.　　The sound of the neat and powerful footsteps of the players running laps in the Anning experiment continued to ring in their ears.　　Lin Wanxing sat cross-legged on the edge of the hot grass, unpacking the lunch box and holding chopsticks.　　When the group ran away, all she heard was the sound of children chewing food, and the sound of small pieces could be heard clearly.　　No one spoke.　　Lin Wanxing poked Lin Lu's lunch box from afar: "Don't you eat pork cutlets?" "I'll eat it!" Lin Lu hurriedly protected his lunch box.　　Lin Wanxing laughed happily, and immediately sandwiched her pork chops on Lin Lu's lunch: "Great, reward you, no thanks." said that it was too late, and before Lin Lu could react, Yu Ming had already sandwiched the pork chops into his lunch box with chopsticks.　　Lin Lu was dumbfounded.　　All of a sudden, my "my pork chops" and "I've bitten" sounded loudly again.

第14章 开始 　　对于足球比赛，林晚星的所知，大概还停留在世界杯或者欧洲杯期间，街头巷尾张贴的主题广告。 　　学校宣传栏会张贴一起看比赛的海报，她偶尔路过小酒吧，也能听到里面因进球而突然响起的一阵欢呼。这些生活中的琐碎细节，构建起她对足球的全部印象。 　　除此之外，她上次完整看过的比赛，确实还要追溯到小学时期。 　　林晚星坐在球场边搭起的帐篷下，她的学生们刚才去厕所换上了运动球衣和球鞋。 　　男生们并没有穿学校统一的球衣。 　　有人红配绿，也有人一身黑，尤其是林鹿同学，穿着一条五彩斑斓的沙滩裤。 　　认真穿着宏景八中统一球员服的，只有寥寥几人。 　　11个学生站在她面前，和安宁实验比起来，他们显得像支杂牌军。 　　或许也是因为这个原因，男生们你扯扯衣服我拉拉裤子，避开了她的视线。 　　不过，男孩子们身高腿长，阳光下显得朝气蓬勃。 　　林晚星左看看又看看，还是笑了起来：“还挺帅！” 　　“是吧老师！我也觉得！”林鹿高兴地跳起来抖了抖他的沙滩裤。 　　“会不会运动不方便？” 　　“不会！我妈给我找了这条沙滩裤，家里最宽松的了。” 　　“嗯！” 　　由付新书带领，男生们开始继续在场地上做适应性训练，林晚星不懂这些。 　　她只知道，赛场周围陆续布置起观赛椅，还有话筒和旗帜，比他们来时空空如也的情况要热闹一些。 　　远处开来两辆电瓶观光车，除司机外，其余大多是西装革履的中年人，应该是今天要来观赛的领导。 　　电瓶车在球场边停下，原本在场内的工作人员出门迎接。 　　林晚星朝那边望去，忽然怔住。 　　让她讶异的并非真有领导顶着炎炎烈日来观赛，而是在门口不远处，有个青年人，正慢悠悠地沿球场外的铁丝网漫步。 　　青年戴了顶鸭舌帽，帽檐压得很低，穿没有任何印花的纯黑T恤和运动长裤，只露出轮廓英俊的侧脸。 　　林晚星觉得眼熟，但又不能确定。 　　她盯着青年看了会儿，见青年沿球场外绕了半圈，在她右后方一个视野开阔的位置停下。然后像找到合适的位置似的，他直接在球场外草坪盘腿坐下。 　　帽檐微抬，青年露出清隽的脸，目似点漆，唇边还是玩味的笑容，像在说“还要看多久”。 　　林晚星惊呆了，现在确定了。 　　领导落座，赛旗展开。 　　或许是因为比赛时间临近，也可能是暴晒让人口干舌燥。 　　林晚星渐渐感到一丝紧张。 　　她没有再回头看身后草坪上的青年，因为她的学生们开始列队。 　　男生们站得七歪八扭，可他们都很高，又站得近，她需要微微仰头，才能看清楚每个人的脸。 　　林晚星觉得自己该说点活跃气氛的话，可场边的喇叭突然播放起震耳欲聋的运动员进行曲，她突然什么说不出。 　　秦敖笑了：“老师你是不是紧张了。” 　　林晚星：“我怎么会紧张！” 　　学生们嘻嘻哈哈，脸上露出了然的笑容。 　　“放心吧，我们就是去跑两圈，然后输球，简单的演出。”秦敖竟拍了下她的肩，如此宽慰。 　　工作人员开始招呼列队入场，学生们转身往场上走。 　　“等等。”林晚星突然想起刚才要干什么。 　　学生们转头，她压低手背，招呼他们说：“来加油一下！” 　　学生们用“看白痴”的眼神看着她。 　　“演出要演全套，快点快点！”林晚星坚持。 　　她的手背盖上了第一只手，是付新书。 　　渐渐的，压在她手背上的手越来越多，分量也逐渐越来越重。 　　最终，所有人都围到一起。 　　“加油！”林晚星喊道。 　　简单的开幕仪式正式开始，两校学生们左右分立， 　　领导致辞、校足办致辞，运动员代表致辞、裁判员代表致辞，隆隆声音响彻在球场上空。 　　学生们站得笔直，赛前，他们明明还在开玩笑，说这明年好的“表演赛”。 　　可真站在绿茵场上，每个人都面孔绷紧，显得紧张严肃。 　　仪式后，球场立刻清空。 　　裁判手中的硬币抛向天空，付新书作为队长选边，球员们各自在中圈两旁站定。 　　清脆哨音撕开球场，安宁实验率先开球，比赛正式开始。 　　林晚星很难说出太多专业术语，只觉得安宁实验的球员们开球后，跑动就异常积极。 　　他们大部分球员直接压过半场，通过不断前插拉扯开相当大的空档，足球被不断传接，发出沉闷的“砰砰”声响，在球场上空响起。 　　林晚星只是坐在场边，就能感到那种快速奔跑和进攻带来的压力。 　　如疾风骤雨，不讲道理 　　她的学生们开始来回奔跑，尝试阻止进攻，却总是险险同球擦过。 　　屡次断球失败带来了一些挫败感，或者说，更像是一拳打进棉花使不出劲的感觉。 　　五分钟过去，连林晚星都能察觉球场上的学生们好像减慢了奔跑速度。 　　付新书戴着队长袖标，拼命挥手，像在遥遥指挥，让大家龟缩防守。 　　陈江河看了付新书一眼。 　　就在这时，安宁实验突然提速，足球如闪电般划过草皮，撕开宏景八中后防线。 　　安宁实验的前锋前插，自然流畅停球、右脚高高起，如长鞭般抽向足球。 　　砰地一声，足球飞向球门右上角。 　　时间在那一瞬间变慢。 　　守门员高高跃起却重重摔下，足球一头撞入球网轻轻落下。 　　裁判尖锐的哨声冲天而起。 　　球进了。 　　就是这么简单，甚至简单过头。 　　“牛逼！” 　　“进啦！” 　　“卧槽！” 　　安宁实验的教练席爆发出一阵欢呼，替补球员们兴高采烈。 　　场上球员们互相拥抱庆祝，场边观赛席的领导们也噼里啪啦鼓起掌来。 　　一时间，原本只有沉默传接球声的绿茵场上，突然吵闹起来。 　　那些声音在她周围响起，被热风带来，刮在脸庞。 　　很喧嚣，但又无关紧要。 　　林晚星一直看着她的学生们。 　　学生们脸上有那么一瞬间的茫然，进球来得太快太突然，没有人能提前做好准备。 　　他们脸上有沮丧。 　　但很快，秦敖撇了撇嘴，祁亮瞬间恢复无所谓的表情。陈江河默默走入球网，抱出足球。 　　林鹿冲她耸耸肩，像在说“看吧，真的打不过”。 　　所有人朝中圈走去，显得有些平静。 　　好像这是意料之中的进球，他们不该有太大反应。 　　一队进球后，由另一队重新开球。 　　球员再次站到中圈附近，付新书拍了拍每个人的肩。 　　实在隔得太远，林晚星也不清楚他究竟在说着什么，但看样子是在给队员们加油鼓劲。 　　但林晚星想，这可能起不到什么效果。 　　接下来的比赛就显得有些冗长。 　　在付新书的指挥下，学生们似乎是想通过防守来减缓安宁实验的进攻节奏。 　　足球在他们自己的半场来回倒脚，黑白相间的足球滚过绿色草坪，场上队员们的跑动节奏变得更慢了。 　　场边观赛的领导们开始陆续退场，好像比赛已经进入垃圾时间。 　　林晚星坐在场边，感到一丝焦急，可又没有任何办法。 　　然而十五分钟过去。 　　安宁实验几次突然提速、尝试逼抢，林晚星的心脏都提到嗓子眼，球权却始终被牢牢护在她的学生们脚下。 　　这是种很难说清的感觉，好像明明认为自己不在意比赛胜负，却还想再试试、再坚持一下。 　　付新书疲于奔命般的飞奔，不断调度足球。 　　男生们脸上因长时间奔跑而变得通红，每个人都像从水里捞出来一样，浑身是汗。 　　摔倒了就爬起来，被抢断了就再抢回来。 　　离比赛结束还有5分钟时间，场上比分牢牢锁定在1：0。 　　安宁实验并没有再找到任何突破他们禁区的机会。 　　林晚星回过头，在她侧后方的铁丝往外，戴着黑色鸭舌帽的青年还坐在那里，没有离场。 　　他腿上放着一本簿册，指尖夹着支铅笔，帽檐抬起，神情严肃，正认真观看场上的比赛。 　　林晚星微诧异。 　　就在这个当口，青年也注意到她的目光。 　　他笔尖朝前，遥遥指了指球场。 　　林晚星回过头。 　　球场上，安宁实验球员们开始提速狂奔。 　　似乎是一次成功的截球，足球竟然来他们脚下。 　　他们宏景八中原本保持的防守阵型被撕裂开来，林鹿和祁亮开始上前逼抢。 　　停球、转身、传球。 　　安宁实验10号球员却依靠和队友的一次小配合，使足球顺滑地地穿过两人防线，继续向前推进。 　　林晚星坐直身体，更加紧张。 　　此时除守门员外，所有安宁实验球员都压上半场。 　　原本在慢节奏传球的宏景八中球员们被完全调动开来，跟随足球飞奔起来。 　　“砰”地一声重响。 　　所有人仰头看向半空。 　　足球从球场右侧横穿球场，同样的位置、同样的人。 　　刚才进球的安宁实验17号球员起跳、仰头，用一记稳稳的胸部停球，将球权牢牢控制住。 　　而原本想要断球的俞明滑铲扑空，自己狼狈地滚了两圈。 　　观赛席零星笑声，但大部分人还是屏息凝神，此时，所有人都开始注意到安宁实验10号球员的动作。 　　球场上，10号开始提速。 　　陈江河与付新书开始向10号包夹，10号却不慌不忙，甚至并未减速。 　　安宁实验的球员们开始斜向跑动，不断前插，拉扯出更大空间。 　　陈江河开始逼抢。 　　正当所有人误以为10号要传球时，他用外脚背将球推向右侧，迅速转身绕过防守球员，用简单干脆的人球分过，突入罚球区。 　　罚球区是指距球门柱内侧16.5米的一片区域，这是个非常危险的区域。 　　在此本方此区域内，守门用可以用手触球。而所有在此区域内可判为直接任意球的犯规，将被判罚点球。 　　安宁实验10号几乎凭一己之力撕开对方防线，站在这一危险区域内。 　　紧张的瞬间足以调动每个人的肾上腺素。 　　宏景八中的后防线乱作一团，所有人开始往禁区前封堵，试图挡在安宁实验前锋身前，封堵10号的传球路线。 　　在林晚星的视野中，10号轻轻将球挑起。 　　突然提起右腿，脚背甩向足球后下部，砰地一记凌空抽射，足球炮弹似地射向安宁实验球门。 　　时间仿若再次被无限放缓。 　　她的学生们各自奔跑、跃起，试图封堵足球前进的方向，然而足球从人缝中穿过。 　　守门员冯锁站位靠前，足球正直冲向球门远角。 　　就在这时，一道红色身影从斜后方切入，高高跃起。 　　足球和身体发生撞击，优美弧线被生生截断。 　　黑白相间的足球滚落草地，向反方向转了两圈，随后停止，落在了球门之外。 　　“哎！” 　　叹息声自安宁实验替补席响起。 　　林晚星紧紧攒住的手微微放开，松了口气。 　　然而却在几乎同一时间，安宁实验的10号猛地弹起，他高举自己手，疯狂向裁判喊着什么。 　　所有禁区内外的安宁实验球员似乎意识到什么，开始冲主裁判施压。 　　安宁实验替补席哗然，教练也冲向场边。 　　林晚星左右四顾，有些茫然，但又好像意识到，有什么事情要发生了。
Chapter 14 The Beginning Lin Wanxing's knowledge of football matches probably still stays in the theme advertisements posted on the streets and alleys during the World Cup or the European Cup.　　Posters of watching games together are posted on the school billboards, and she occasionally passes by the small bar and can hear a sudden cheer from inside for a goal. These small details of life build up her entire impression of football.　　In addition, the last time she watched a game in its entirety was indeed back in elementary school.　　Lin Wanxing sat under a tent set up by the court, and her students had just gone to the toilet to change into sports jerseys and sneakers.　　The boys didn't wear the uniform jerseys of the school.　　Some people are red and green, and some people are black, especially Lin Lu, who is wearing a pair of colorful beach pants.　　There are only a few people who seriously wear the uniform of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School.　　Eleven students stood in front of her, looking like a ragtag army compared to the Anning Experiment.　　Maybe it's also because of this that the boys, you pull your clothes and I pull my pants to avoid her sight.　　However, the boys are tall and have long legs, and they look energetic in the sun.　　Lin Wanxing looked left and right, and still laughed: "It's quite handsome!" "Yes, teacher! I think too! Lin Lu jumped up happily and shook his beach pants.　　"Will it be inconvenient to exercise?" 　　"Nope! My mom found me these beach pants, the loosest in the house. "Hmm!" 　　Led by Fu Xinshu, the boys began to continue to do adaptive training on the field, but Lin Wanxing didn't understand this.　　All she knew was that there were spectator chairs, microphones and flags around the arena, which was a little more lively than when they came.　　In the distance, there were two battery sightseeing cars, except for the driver, most of the rest were middle-aged people in suits and leather shoes, who should be the leaders who came to watch the game today.　　The battery car stopped on the side of the stadium, and the staff who were originally in the stadium went out to greet them.　　Lin Wanxing looked over there and was suddenly stunned.　　What surprised her was not that there was really a leader who came to watch the game in the scorching sun, but that not far from the door, there was a young man walking slowly along the barbed wire fence outside the stadium.　　The young man wore a peaked cap with a low brim, a plain black T-shirt without any prints, and sports trousers, revealing only his handsome side face.　　Lin Wanxing felt familiar, but she couldn't be sure.　　She stared at the young man for a while, and saw that the young man circled half a circle outside the court, and stopped at a spot with a good view behind her. Then, as if he had found a suitable position, he sat cross-legged on the lawn outside the court.　　The brim of the hat was slightly raised, and the young man showed a clear face, his eyes seemed to be painted, and his lips were still smiling playfully, as if to say, "How long will it take?"　　Lin Wanxing was stunned, and now it is confirmed.　　The leader sat down and the flag was unfurled.　　Maybe it's because the game time is approaching, or maybe it's because the sun is drying up the mouth.　　Lin Wanxing gradually felt a little nervous.　　She didn't look back at the youth on the lawn behind her as her students began to line up.　　The boys stood crookedly, but they were all tall and close, and she had to tilt her head slightly to see everyone's face.　　Lin Wanxing felt that she should say something to liven up the atmosphere, but the loudspeaker on the sidelines suddenly played a deafening athletes' march, and she suddenly couldn't say anything.　　Qin Ao smiled: "Teacher, are you nervous?" Lin Wanxing: "How can I be nervous!" The students giggled and smiled brightly.　　"Don't worry, we're just going to run two laps and then lose, a simple gig." Qin Ao actually patted her on the shoulder, so relieved.　　The staff began to greet the procession to enter, and the students turned to walk onto the field.　　"Wait." Lin Wanxing suddenly remembered what she was going to do just now.　　The students turned their heads, and she lowered the back of her hand and beckoned to them, "Come on!" The students looked at her with "look at the idiot" eyes.　　"The show is going to be a full set, hurry up!" Lin Wanxing insisted.　　The back of her hand was covered with the first hand, which was Fu Xinshu.　　Gradually, the hands pressed on the back of her hand became more and more, and the weight gradually became heavier and heavier.　　Eventually, everyone gathered around.　　"Come on!" Lin Wanxing shouted.　　The simple opening ceremony officially began, the students of the two schools were separated, the leaders gave speeches, the school football office delivered speeches, the athletes' representatives spoke, the referees' representatives delivered speeches, and the rumbling sound resounded over the court.　　The students stood up straight, and before the game, they were still joking about the "exhibition game" that would be a good one next year.　　But standing on the green field, everyone's faces were tense and looked nervous and serious.　　Immediately after the ceremony, the stadium was emptied.　　The referee's coin was tossed into the sky, Fu Xinshu was chosen as the captain of the team, and the players stood on either side of the center circle.　　The crisp whistle tore open the court, the Anning experiment took the lead in kick-off, and the game officially began.　　It is difficult for Lin Wanxing to say too many technical terms, but she feels that the players in the Anning experiment ran very aggressively after the kick-off.　　Most of their players pressed directly across the half, and by constantly pushing forward and pulling open a considerable gap, the football was constantly passed on to make a dull "thump" sound that sounded over the pitch.　　Lin Wanxing can feel the pressure of running fast and attacking just by sitting on the sidelines.　　Her students started running back and forth, trying to stop the attack, but they always narrowly missed the ball.　　Repeated failed break-offs brought some frustration, or rather, more like a feeling of being unable to punch cotton into the cotton.　　Five minutes passed, and even Lin Wanxing could sense that the students on the court seemed to have slowed down their running speed.　　Fu Xinshu wore the captain's armband and waved his hand desperately, as if he was commanding from afar, making everyone shrink back on the defensive.　　Chen Jianghe glanced at Fu Xinshu.　　At this moment, the Anning experiment suddenly picked up, and the ball slashed through the turf like lightning, tearing apart the Hongjing No. 8 central defense.　　The striker of the Anning experiment stepped forward, stopped the ball naturally and smoothly, raised his right foot high, and pumped towards the football like a long whip.　　With a bang, the ball flew towards the top right corner of the goal.　　Time slowed down in that instant.　　The goalkeeper jumped high but fell hard, and the ball slammed headlong into the net and landed gently.　　The referee's shrill whistle rose into the sky.　　The ball went in.　　It's that simple, even too simple.　　"Awesome!" 　　"Come in!" 　　"it!" 　　The dugout erupted in cheers and the substitutes were elated.　　The players on the field hugged each other in celebration, and the leaders of the sidelines also crackled and applauded.　　For a while, the green field, which originally only had the sound of silent passing and receiving the ball, suddenly became noisy.　　The voices rang out all around her, carried by the hot wind, blowing in her face.　　It's noisy, but it doesn't matter.　　Lin Wanxing kept looking at her students.　　There was a moment of confusion on the faces of the students, the goal came so quickly and so suddenly, and no one could prepare in advance.　　They had frustration on their faces.　　But soon, Qin Ao pursed his lips, and Qi Liang instantly returned to his indifferent expression. Chen Jianghe silently walked into the net and took out the football.　　Lin Lu shrugged at her, as if to say, "Look, I really can't beat it."　　Everyone walked towards the center circle, looking a little calm.　　As if it was an expected goal, they shouldn't have reacted too much.　　After one team has scored, the other team restarts the game.　　The player stood near the center circle again, and Fu Xinshu patted everyone on the shoulder.　　It's too far away, and Lin Wanxing doesn't know what he's talking about, but it seems to be cheering for the players.　　But Lin Wanxing thought that this might not have any effect.　　The rest of the game was a bit long.　　Under the command of Fu Xinshu, the students seem to be trying to slow down the offensive rhythm of Anning's experiment by defending.　　The soccer ball was back and forth in their own half, the black and white soccer ball rolled across the green lawn, and the pace of the players on the field became slower.　　The leaders who watched the game from the sidelines began to leave the stadium one after another, as if the game had entered garbage time.　　Lin Wanxing sat on the sidelines, feeling a little anxious, but there was nothing she could do.　　Fifteen minutes passed, however.　　An Ning experimented several times suddenly speeding up and trying to press, Lin Wanxing's heart rose to her throat, but the ball was always firmly protected at the feet of her students.　　It's a hard feeling to explain, as if you think you don't care about winning or losing a game, but you want to try again and persevere.　　Fu Xinshu is tired of running like a desperate rush, constantly dispatching football.　　The boys' faces were flushed from the long run, and everyone was covered in sweat as if they had been fished out of the water.　　If you fall, you get up, and if you are robbed, you get it back.　　There were still 5 minutes left before the end of the game, and the score was firmly locked at 1:0.　　The Tranquility experiment didn't find any more opportunities to break through their exclusion zone.　　Lin Wanxing turned her head, and the wire behind her was out, and the young man in a black peaked hat was still sitting there, not leaving.　　He had a book on his lap, a pencil between his fingertips, the brim of his hat raised, and a serious expression, watching the game on the field seriously.　　Lin Wanxing was slightly surprised.　　At this moment, the young man also noticed her gaze.　　With the tip of his pen pointing forward, he pointed to the pitch in the distance.　　Lin Wanxing turned around.　　On the field, the Anning Experimental players began to run at a faster pace.　　It seemed to be a successful interception, and the football actually came to their feet.　　The defensive formation they had originally maintained in Hongjing No. 8 was torn apart, and Lin Lu and Qi Liang began to step forward to press.　　Stop, turn, pass.　　The No. 10 player in the Anning Experiment relied on a small cooperation with his teammates to make the ball smoothly pass through the two-man defense line and continue to move forward.　　Lin Wanxing sat up straight, even more nervous.　　At this time, except for the goalkeeper, all the Anning experimental players pressed the first half.　　The players in Hongjing No. 8, who were originally passing the ball at a slow pace, were fully mobilized and ran along with the football.　　There was a loud bang.　　Everyone looked up into the air.　　The soccer ball crosses the pitch from the right side of the pitch, the same position, the same people.　　The No. 17 player of the Anning Experiment, who had just scored the goal, jumped up, threw his head, and stopped the ball with a steady chest to firmly control the ball.　　And Yu Ming, who originally wanted to break the ball, slid into the air and rolled twice in embarrassment.　　There was sporadic laughter from the spectators, but most of them were still holding their breath, and at this point, everyone began to notice the movements of the No. 10 player in the Anning experiment.　　On the pitch, the 10th began to pick up speed.　　Chen Jianghe and Fu Xinshu began to wrap up on No. 10, but No. 10 was not in a hurry, and did not even slow down.　　The players in the Anning experiment began to run diagonally, constantly cutting forward, pulling more space.　　Chen Jianghe began to press.　　Just when everyone mistakenly thought that the number 10 was going to pass the ball, he pushed the ball to the right with the outside instep, quickly turned around the defender, and burst into the penalty area with a simple and crisp man.　　A penalty area is an area 16.5 metres from the inside of the goal post, which is a very dangerous area.　　In this area of the home side, the goalkeeper can touch the ball with his hands. All fouls that can be awarded as direct free kicks in this area will be awarded a penalty.　　Anning Experiment 10 almost single-handedly tore through the opponent's defenses and stood in this dangerous area.　　Moments of tension are enough to get everyone's adrenaline pumping.　　The back line of Hongjing No. 8 was in a mess, and everyone began to block in front of the penalty area, trying to block in front of the Anning Experimental striker and block the passing route of No. 10.　　In Lin Wanxing's field of vision, No. 10 gently picked up the ball.　　Suddenly lifting his right leg, the instep of his foot was thrown into the lower part of the back of the football, and he slammed into a volley, and the football cannonball shot towards the Anning experimental goal.　　Time seems to be slowed down indefinitely again.　　Her students each ran and jumped to their feet, trying to block the direction of the soccer ball, but the soccer ball passed through the gap.　　Goalkeeper Feng Suo stood in front of him, and the ball was rushing straight to the far corner of the goal.　　At this moment, a red figure cut in from diagonally behind and leaped high.　　The soccer ball collides with the body, and the graceful arc is truncated.　　The black-and-white ball rolled down the grass, spun twice in the opposite direction, then stopped and landed outside the goal.　　"Hey!" 　　A sigh rang out from the bench of the Tranquility Experiment.　　Lin Wanxing's tightly held hand let go slightly, and she breathed a sigh of relief.　　However, at about the same time, the 10th of the Anning experiment bounced violently, and he raised his hand and shouted something to the referee.　　All the Anning experimental players inside and outside the box seemed to realize something and began to put pressure on the referee.　　There was an uproar on the bench and the coach rushed to the sidelines.　　Lin Wanxing looked around, a little dazed, but seemed to realize that something was about to happen.

第15章 教练 　　林晚星坐在场边，她左右是一张张空置的球员休息椅。 　　她的学生们都在场上，她身边没有任何可以交流的人。 　　场边，安宁实验的教练已经冲出替补席，他拉住边裁，双手高举，很激动地在比划什么。而安宁实验替补席上学生和老师们互相交头接耳，目光明亮，好像已经能确定什么东西。 　　林晚星觉得自己也该冲过去，按照专业术语可能叫施压，但她也不确定自己能不能这么做。 　　场上，刚才高高跃起阻止关键进球的替补陈卫东同学也满是茫然。 　　安宁实验的球员还在不断举手示意主裁。 　　只有秦敖反应很快，他立刻攒紧拳头，冲安宁实验的球员摇摇挥舞。 　　“艹你妈”“要不要脸”“碰你妈”…… 　　林晚星只能听清少年血气方刚的国骂，秦敖看上去非常生气。 　　但付新书反应更快，他一把拉住秦敖，警告几句，随后向主裁跑去。 　　场上的高中生们围在一起，像在争论什么，但又彼此保持一定克制距离。 　　声音遥遥传来，很激烈，又带着年轻人的稚气。 　　肯定是出现争议，但她不确定是什么。 　　林晚星分外焦急，她不再等待，立刻站起，她推开椅子，跑向身后。 　　隔着一道绿色的铁丝网。 　　在那里，那个头戴鸭舌帽的青年仍盘腿坐着，姿态从容。 　　“手球吗？”她问。 　　青年眉眼微抬，倒并不意外她突然出现，他嘴唇微张。 　　但主裁判尖锐的哨音突然响起。 　　她只能看到青年说话的口型，却完全听不见他说了什么。 　　球场和四周的旷野都再度寂静无声。 　　林晚星回过头。 　　裁判缓缓走向禁区，球员们让开一条道路。 　　终于，主裁判停下脚步，他站在刚才高高跃起、成功防守下进球的陈卫东面前。 　　他把放入胸前口袋，掏出一张黄牌，向该队员高举示意，随后一手指向草地上的某一位置。 　　球场上，宏景八中的球员们瞬间炸开，他们拥向裁判，双手舞动，像在不断解释什么，试图挽回裁判的判罚。 　　唯独刚才吃到黄牌的陈卫东还在左右四顾，他好像还是不能理解，为什么刚才的精彩封堵会变成现在这样。 　　林晚星也愣在原地，她那么多年学的一切内容，在此时此刻都派不上任何用处。 　　“裁判认为，刚才你方7号防守球员在禁区内张开双臂，手臂触球，阻止进球，因此判罚点球。” 　　青年让人意外地清晰冷静，甚至很耐心地同她解释场上状况。 　　“陈卫东真的手碰到球了吗？”林晚星体会到了陈卫东那般茫然无助心情，“我现在该怎么办。” 　　“现在？”青年停顿了下，用深邃冷静的目光审视她，说，“现在，学习你的第一课，服从裁判判罚。” 　　林晚星瞳孔微张，有那么一瞬间不明白青年为什么要对她说这些。 　　但很快，她冷静下来。她意识到，这确实应该是她要学的第一课。 　　她直接在铁丝网边坐下，微靠在围栏上，沉默观看接下来得内容。 　　足球摆到罚球点。 　　无论多么不情愿，她的学生们还是让出禁区前位置。 　　安宁实验的10号球员站在罚球点前，与他遥遥相对的，只有宏景八中的球门，和门前摆开防守姿势的守门员。 　　哨声响。 　　助跑、停顿、猛地抽球。 　　砰地一声，足球冲向球门左下角。 　　他们的守门员冯锁向同样的方向倒去，重重摔落在地。 　　足球轻轻滚落草地，压在白色球网上，静止下来。 　　风刮过整个球场。 　　“进啦！！” 　　“牛逼！” 　　安宁实验替补球员们一跃而起，声音喧嚣刺耳。 　　球场上，安宁实验的球员们蜂拥到10号周围。 　　他们用力拍着他的头和肩膀，拥抱他，很兴奋，但也动作节制，好像这个进球理所应当。 　　宏景八中2：0安宁实验 　　林晚星看了眼计时器，离上半场结束，还有3分钟时间。 　　因为对这个点球很不服气，她的学生们很明显士气低落。 　　虽然每个人还在防守，但比起他们之前积极跑动、努力拼抢，总有种说不上来的感觉。 　　而因为进球，安宁实验士气大振，他们并没有因为两球领先而认为比赛进入垃圾时间，而是更加兴奋。 　　他们甚至疯狂前压，数次突入宏景八中大禁区。 　　明明上半场还剩下几分钟时间，却被拉得无限漫长。 　　林晚星很清楚，她的学生们和她一样，在读秒般等待上半场比赛结束。 　　他们已经跑不动了，甚至也不想再跑，可能还在骂自己为什么周末不好好睡懒觉而要跑来大太阳底下踢球。 　　他们很无助，想放弃，却又因为某种本能，还在球场上奔跑。 　　不能再这样下去。 　　林晚星很清楚。 　　她回头。 　　铁丝网外，青年膝盖上的笔记本已然合拢，铅笔扔在草坪上。 　　“你觉得，我的学生要怎么样才能赢？”林晚星问。 　　“嗯？”青年声音很轻很淡。 　　“这是我第一次带他们来参加比赛，也可能是他们最后一次参加比赛。离上半场还有2分钟时间结束，如果中场不做出任何改变，那么下半场对他们来说是只能是场折磨。” 　　“你在问我？” 　　“我不是在问你，我是在请求你的帮助。”林晚星坚持，“你接下来肯定要说，我为什么要找你呢？因为我不懂足球，就算我现在打开百科学完所有的足球知识也无法对孩子们有任何专业帮助。你虽然看上去很奇怪，我们也完全不认识，但你好像懂足球，是我目前唯一能求助的对象。” 　　她慷慨激昂说了一堆，青年却神色如常，没有任何反应。 　　林晚星舔了下干涩的嘴唇，大脑飞速运转，准备组织接下来的语句。 　　“这样，那给钱吧。” 　　轻描淡写的声音在她耳旁响起，打断她接下来要说的话。 　　“什么？”林晚星愣住。 　　在绿色铁丝网外，戴着黑色鸭舌帽的青年从口袋里拿出手机。 　　他低头轻按几下，举起手机，把屏幕对着她。 　　纵横交错的绿色铁丝网外，黑白相间的条形付款码也变得离奇。 　　林晚星木讷地举起手机，扫了下。 　　“嘀”一声轻响，新页面弹出。 　　付款给个人 　　Winfred（*法） 　　金额 　　￥10.00 　　添加备注 　　付款 　　林晚确认支付。 　　中场结束的哨音骤然响起。 　　青年施施然从草地上站起，他拍了拍身上的草屑，望向球场。 　　学生们垂着头，走下球场。 　　他们浑身湿透，球衣紧紧贴在身上。 　　林晚星和她刚花了10块钱请来的青年站在球场边，给每人递了一瓶水。 　　学生们就这么安静地在接过水，各自坐下，一言不发。 　　气氛沉寂，汗水顺着他们的发梢一滴滴落在鲜红的塑胶跑道上。 　　林晚星看了眼身旁的青年人，对方却双手插袋，很事不关己的态度。 　　“一人说一句话吧。”林晚星看向学生，“我先来。” 　　学生中，只有付新书抬起头看着她，算作对她表演的支持。 　　“艹他妈傻逼裁判！”林晚星喊道。 　　男生们吓得一激灵。 　　远处，仿佛有边裁闻声，向他们这里看来。 　　林晚星立刻笑着点头哈腰。 　　“有病。”秦敖捏着矿泉水瓶，终于吐出一口浊气。 　　林晚星注意到，秦敖开瓶盖的手，甚至因为脱力都有些微颤抖。 　　“好，你没机会了。”林晚星点下一个学生，“林鹿。” 　　“我……我不知道要说什么。”林鹿突然慌乱。 　　“呵，弱智。”祁亮低声道。 　　陈卫东：“我刚才真的不知道我的手碰到足球了。” 　　“碰nmlgb！”俞明突然爆粗口，“就没碰到！” 　　“太偏了，这种争议手球，根本可判可不判，这都要给安宁实验一个点球。”门将冯锁说。 　　学生们你一眼我一语，仍沉浸在刚才的争议判罚中，但好歹，每个人都开始抒发对傻逼裁判的不满。 　　林晚星认真听着，没有打断他们。 　　直到，付新书安抚所有人：“没关系，其实我们刚才施压了，他也知道这个判罚过了，下半场会给我们找补回来一些的。” 　　“回来个屁。”秦敖还是愤怒，他猛灌了一口矿泉水，然后问她，“你旁边这人哪来的？” 　　林晚星看了眼一直安静站在自己身边的青年，轻咳一声：“这是我小学同学，我刚发现他来看球，就聊了几句。” 　　林晚星停顿下来，其实她心里非常紧张。刚才时间紧迫，他们也没时间对好台词。她现在也不清楚该如何编造青年的身份才更令人信服。 　　“那还真巧。”秦敖说。 　　“是很巧，我同学是从国外回来的，专业足球教练，今天他正好来看球，我们就遇上了。” 　　“老师你编故事也讲基本法，你知道国外足球教练证多难考吗？哪有那么多专业的教练，他是不是想泡你，随便编了个故事骗你？”秦敖挑眉。 　　“是吗？”林晚星回头问青年。 　　“是。”青年声音轻淡。 　　林晚星心跳很不合时宜地漏了一拍。 　　“我是说，国外足球教练证是很难考。”青年接着说道。 　　“而且，国外回来的专业足球教练为什么要来看我们这种校园足球比赛？”陈江河终于开口，目光犀利，“你不觉得无聊吗？” 　　“我觉得每一场比赛都很有意思。”青年一如既往的平静，带着种令人信服的淡定气场。 　　学生们你看我我看你，虽然他们还是觉得不可思议，但又说不出什么其他话。 　　“还有什么问题吗？”青年问。 　　“那你是教练的话，是教小朋友踢球的那种教练吗？”林鹿很好奇。 　　“我之前是英国一家俱乐部青年队的教练，现在回国待业。” 　　“什么俱乐部？” 　　“Southampton。” 　　“啊？” 　　“南安普顿。” 　　大部分学生们脸上都很茫然，但陈江河同付新书同时猛地抬头。 　　“你知道南安普顿青训在欧洲是什么水准吗？”陈江河不可置信地问道。 　　“当然，不然我也不会去。”青年仍旧从容不迫，丝毫不在意陈江河的质疑。 　　“那你既然这么牛逼，回国干什么？” 　　“想知道吗？”青年看了眼手表，说，“我可以继续给你们讲个很长的故事，估计你们能听到比赛结束。不过，我的‘小学同学’，可能会有意见。” 　　林晚星立刻接茬：“你们爱信不信吧！我找他来是给你们讲讲下半场的足球战术，赶紧的！专业教练！” 　　付新书点头：“我们现在的问题是，首先体力可能跟不上，其次气势低落，他们进攻太犀利，我们下半场很可能防不住。您有什么建议吗？” 　　“我的建议是，试试后场长传球，找前锋。”青年说。 　　林晚星下意识跟着点头，可学生们却集体哗然 　　“艹，果然是个骗子。” 　　“伪球迷！” 　　“你知不知道中长距离传球有多难？职业球员每场比赛都做不出几次这样的配合！” 　　“我们要这么牛，还坐在这里干什么？” 　　学生们你一言我一语，意见很多。 　　“技术要求太大，我做不到，能成功只能是运气好。”付新书最后说道。 　　“我知道，但足球，是运气游戏。” 青年答。
Chapter 15 Coach Lin Wanxing sat on the sidelines, and to her left and right were vacant players' rest chairs.　　Her students were all on the field, and she didn't have anyone around her to talk to.　　On the sidelines, the coach of Anning's experiment had already rushed out of the bench, he grabbed the linesman, raised his hands high, and was gesturing excitedly. And the students and teachers on the bench of the Tranquility experiment exchanged heads with each other's eyes, as if they could already identify something.　　Lin Wanxing felt that she should rush over too, which in technical terms might be called pressure, but she was not sure if she could do so.　　On the field, the substitute Chen Weidong, who jumped high just now to prevent the key goal, was also at a loss.　　The players of the Anning experiment are still raising their hands to signal the referee.　　Only Qin Ao reacted quickly, he immediately clenched his fists and shook at the players who were experimenting with An Ning.　　"Fuck your mother", "Do you want to be embarrassed", "Touch your mother"...... 　　Lin Wanxing could only hear the young man's bloody scolding, and Qin Ao looked very angry.　　But Fu Xinshu reacted faster, he grabbed Qin Ao, warned a few words, and then ran to the referee.　　The high school students on the field gathered around, as if they were arguing about something, but kept a certain distance from each other.　　The voice came from afar, very intense, and with the childishness of a young man.　　There must have been a controversy, but she wasn't sure what it was.　　Lin Wanxing was extremely anxious, she didn't wait any longer, she stood up immediately, she pushed away the chair and ran behind her.　　Separated by a green barbed wire.　　There, the young man in the cap was still sitting cross-legged and calm.　　"Handball?" She asked.　　The young man's eyebrows were slightly raised, but it was not surprising that she suddenly appeared, and his lips opened slightly.　　But the referee's shrill whistle sounded suddenly.　　She could only see the shape of the young man's mouth, but she couldn't hear what he was saying.　　The stadium and the surrounding wilderness were silent again.　　Lin Wanxing turned around.　　The referee slowly walked towards the penalty area and the players got out of the way.　　Finally, the referee stopped, and he stood in front of Chen Weidong, who had just jumped high and successfully defended to score.　　He put it in his breast pocket, pulled out a yellow card, held it up to the player, and pointed one hand to a spot on the grass.　　On the field, the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School exploded in an instant, they hugged the referee, dancing with their hands, as if they were constantly explaining something, trying to redeem the referee's decision.　　Only Chen Weidong, who had just received a yellow card, was still looking around, and he still couldn't understand why the wonderful blockade just now became like this.　　Lin Wanxing was also stunned, everything she had learned for so many years was useless at this moment.　　"The referee thought that your No. 7 defender had just opened his arms in the box and touched the ball with his arms to prevent the goal, so he awarded a penalty." 　　The young man was surprisingly clear and calm, and even patiently explained the situation on the field to her.　　"Did Chen Weidong really touch the ball with his hand?" Lin Wanxing realized Chen Weidong's dazed and helpless mood, "What should I do now." "Now?" The young man paused, looked at her with a deep and calm gaze, and said, "Now, learn your first lesson and obey the referee's decision." Lin Wanxing's pupils dilated slightly, and for a moment she didn't understand why the young man wanted to say this to her.　　But soon, she calmed down. She realized that this really should be the first lesson she was going to learn.　　She sat down directly by the barbed wire, leaned slightly against the fence, and watched in silence.　　The ball swings to the penalty spot.　　No matter how reluctant, her students gave way to the front of the box.　　The No. 10 player of the Anning experiment stood in front of the penalty spot, and the only thing opposite him was the goal of Hongjing No. 8 and the goalkeeper who was in a defensive position in front of the goal.　　The whistle sounds.　　Run-ups, pauses, and slam the ball.　　With a bang, the ball rushes to the bottom left corner of the goal.　　Their goalkeeper, Feng Suo, fell in the same direction and fell heavily to the ground.　　The ball gently rolls down the grass, presses against the white net, and comes to a standstill.　　The wind blew across the entire stadium.　　"Come in!!" 　　"Awesome!" 　　The Anning experiment substitutes jumped to their feet, their voices raising and piercing.　　On the pitch, players from the Tranquility Experiment flocked around the number 10.　　They patted him the head and shoulders and hugged him, excited, but also restrained, as if the goal was a matter of course.　　Hongjing No. 8 Middle School 2:0 Tranquility Experiment Lin Wanxing glanced at the timer, there were still 3 minutes left before the end of the first half.　　Unconvinced by the penalty, her students were clearly demoralized.　　Even though everyone was still defending, there was always a feeling of indescribability compared to the fact that they were running and fighting hard before.　　And because of the goal, the morale of the Anning experiment was boosted, and they did not think that the game went into garbage time because of the two-goal lead, but were more excited.　　They even pressed forward frantically and broke into the forbidden area of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School several times.　　There were only a few minutes left in the first half, but it was stretched infinitely long.　　Lin Wanxing knew very well that her students, like her, were counting down the seconds and waiting for the first half of the game to end.　　They can't run anymore, they don't even want to run anymore, and they may be scolding themselves for not sleeping well on weekends and running to play under the sun.　　They are helpless and want to give up, but because of some instinct, they are still running on the field.　　It can't go on like this.　　Lin Wanxing was very clear.　　She turned back.　　Outside the barbed wire, the notebook on the young man's lap was folded, and the pencil was thrown on the lawn.　　"What do you think my students need to do to win?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Huh?" The young man's voice was very soft and faint.　　"It's the first time I've brought them to a tournament and probably the last time they've competed. With two minutes left before the first half, if the midfield doesn't make any changes, the second half will only be a torment for them. "You're asking me?" 　　"I'm not asking you, I'm asking for your help." Lin Wanxing insisted, "You must say next, why am I looking for you?" Because I don't know football, even if I open the encyclopedia and learn all about football now, I can't help the children professionally. You may seem strange and we don't know each other, but you seem to know football and are the only person I can turn to at the moment. She said a bunch of things impassionedly, but the young man looked as usual and did not react at all.　　Lin Wanxing licked her dry lips, her brain was running rapidly, ready to organize the next sentences.　　"In this case, then give the money." 　　An understatement voice rang in her ears, interrupting what she was about to say.　　"What?" Lin Wanxing was stunned.　　Outside the green barbed wire, a young man in a black cap pulls out a mobile phone from his pocket.　　He lowered his head and tapped a few times, held up his phone, and pointed the screen at her.　　Outside the criss-crossed green barbed wire, black and white barcode payment codes have also become bizarre.　　Lin Wanxing raised her phone and swept it.　　There is a soft "beep" sound, and a new page pops up.　　Payment to an individual Winfred (*law) Amount ¥10.00 Add a note Payment Lin Wan confirms payment.　　The whistle blew at half-time.　　The young Shi Shiran stood up from the grass, patted the grass clippings on his body, and looked at the court.　　The students hung their heads and walked off the court.　　They were soaking wet, their jerseys clinging to their bodies.　　Lin Wanxing and the young man she had just invited for 10 yuan stood by the court and handed each a bottle of water.　　The students just quietly took the water and sat down without saying a word.　　The atmosphere was silent, and sweat dripped down the tips of their hair on the bright red plastic runway.　　Lin Wanxing glanced at the young man beside him, but the other party had his hands in his pockets, and he had a very indifferent attitude.　　"One person can say a word." Lin Wanxing looked at the student, "I'll come first." Among the students, only Fu Xinshu raised his head and looked at her, which was counted as support for her performance.　　"Fucking stupid referee!" Lin Wanxing shouted.　　The boys were terrified.　　In the distance, it seemed as if a linesman was hearing the sound and looking at them.　　Lin Wanxing immediately smiled and nodded.　　"Sick." Qin Ao pinched the mineral water bottle and finally exhaled a mouthful of turbidity.　　Lin Wanxing noticed that Qin Ao's hand to open the cap of the bottle was even slightly trembling because of the detachment.　　"Okay, you don't have a chance." Lin Wanxing nodded to the next student, "Lin Lu." "I...... I don't know what to say. Lin Lu suddenly panicked.　　"Heh, retarded." Qi Liang said in a low voice.　　Chen Weidong: "I really didn't know that my hand touched the football just now. "Touch nmlgb!" Yu Ming suddenly burst into foul language, "I didn't touch it!" "It's too biased, this kind of controversial handball can be judged or not, this has to give An Ning an experiment a penalty." Goalkeeper Feng Suo said.　　The students looked at me and said a word, still immersed in the controversial decision just now, but anyway, everyone began to express their dissatisfaction with the stupid referee.　　Lin Wanxing listened carefully and did not interrupt them.　　Until, Fu Xinshu reassured everyone: "It's okay, in fact, we put pressure just now, and he also knows that this penalty has been made, and he will make up for us in the second half." "Come back with a fart." Qin Ao was still angry, he poured a sip of mineral water, and then asked her, "Where did this person next to you come from?" Lin Wanxing glanced at the young man who had been standing quietly beside him, and coughed lightly: "This is my elementary school classmate, I just found out that he came to watch the game, so I chatted a few words." Lin Wanxing paused, in fact, she was very nervous. Time was pressed just now, and they didn't have time to get their lines right. She also didn't know how to fabricate the identity of the youth to be more convincing.　　"That's a coincidence." Qin Ao said.　　"It's a coincidence, my classmate came back from abroad, a professional football coach, and today he happened to come to see the game, and we met." 　　"Teacher, you make up stories and talk about the Basic Law, do you know how difficult it is to get a foreign football coaching certificate? How can there be so many professional coaches, does he want to soak you and make up a story to lie to you? Qin Ao raised his eyebrows.　　"Really?" Lin Wanxing turned around and asked the young man.　　"Yes." The young man's voice was soft.　　Lin Wanxing's heartbeat missed a beat very inappropriately.　　"I mean, it's hard to get a foreign football coaching certificate." The young man continued.　　"Moreover, why should professional football coaches who come back from abroad come to see our kind of campus football games?" Chen Jianghe finally spoke, his eyes sharp, "Don't you feel bored?" "I think every game is fun." The young man was as calm as ever, with a convincing aura of calmness.　　Students, you look at me, I look at you, although they still think it is incredible, but they can't say anything else.　　"Any more questions?" The youth asked.　　"If you're a coach, are you the kind of coach who teaches kids to play football?" Lin Lu was curious.　　"I used to be the coach of a youth team at a club in England and now I'm back home and I'm unemployed. 　　"What club?" 　　“Southampton。” 　　"Huh?" 　　"Southampton." 　　Most of the students were at a loss, but Chen Jianghe looked up sharply at the same time as Fu Xinshu.　　"Do you know what Southampton's academy is like in Europe?" Chen Jianghe asked incredulously.　　"Of course, I wouldn't have gotten there." The young man was still calm and unhurried, not caring about Chen Jianghe's questioning at all.　　"Then since you're so awesome, what are you doing back home?" 　　"Want to know?" The young man looked at his watch and said, "I can go on and tell you a long story, and I guess you can hear the end of the game." However, my 'elementary school classmates' may have opinions. Lin Wanxing immediately answered: "Believe it or not!" I'm here to tell you about the football tactics of the second half, hurry up! Professional Instructors! Fu Xinshu nodded: "Our problem now is that first of all, the physical strength may not be able to keep up, and secondly, the momentum is low, their attack is too sharp, and we are likely to not be able to prevent it in the second half." Do you have any suggestions? "My advice is to try long passes from the back and find a striker." The youth said.　　Lin Wanxing subconsciously nodded, but the students were in a collective uproar, "Damn, it's really a liar." 　　"Fake fans!" 　　"Do you know how hard it is to pass the ball in the middle and long distances? A professional player can't do that a few times a game! "What are we doing sitting here with such?" 　　Students, you have a lot of opinions.　　"The technical requirements are too big for me to do, and I can only succeed by luck." Fu Xinshu finally said.　　"I know, but football, it's a game of luck." Youth replied.

第16章 简单 　　中场休息结束。 　　林晚星的学生们上场前还在唠唠叨叨。 　　总之，他们认为中国人不可能在欧洲足球俱乐部担任教练，所以肯定是个骗子。 　　青年倒是从头到尾从容。 　　始终用一种不紧不慢，又极有说服力的语气，给学生们解释他的战术安排。他翻开笔记本的一页，在上面画了两个圈和两条线，简单标示跑动位置。 　　学生们听的时候都很认真，可十七八岁的男孩子最不服别人指手画脚，听完后，又对此战术安排提出异议。 　　“这也太简单了，不是很容易被防下来吗？” 　　“是很简单。足球有数不清的复杂技战术，但最简单的，只有一种。” 　　“什么？” 　　“时刻盯着足球，把它踢进对面的球门。”青年说。 　　这话神神叨叨，让学生们有数秒沉默。 　　不过很快，他们又反弹起来。所以整个休息时间，休息区的学生们都在嚷来嚷去，一点也不像刚才累垮了的模样。 　　青年说服学生们的论点就非常简单，反正都要输，为什么不试试呢？ 　　热烘烘的风吹过球场，学生们重新回到场上，在中圈附近站定，林晚星则坐在遮阳棚下，突然不习惯安静下来的感觉。她看向身旁，青年在和学生们中场聊完后，并没有立即离开，而是在她身旁坐下。 　　他手里捏了瓶矿泉水。 　　林晚星视线瞥去，青年把瓶盖拧开，递过来。 　　林晚星呆住：“不用，不用。” 　　她这么说，手却下意识伸出。 　　青年则很自然地收回矿泉水，自己喝了起来。 　　林晚星：“……” 　　场上阳光刺眼，足球放定，双方蓄势待发。 　　林晚星自己拿了瓶水拧开：“他们都说你的战术不靠谱，能按照你说的执行吗？” 　　“确实不靠谱，正常教练也不会这么布置。” 　　林晚星：“啊，那正常教练会怎么布置？” 　　“正常教练会要求球员首先示弱、诱敌深入。因为在下半场开球后，对方必然大举进攻，这时可以寻找对手进攻得忘乎所以的时机，断球打快速反击，并通过地面的几脚传球配合，把球送到前锋面前。” 　　“然后呢？” 　　“如果能形成进球，那么对方的心态肯定有巨大变化。在重新开球后，让队员开始全面不惜体力的逼抢，在对方断层后再次发起进攻，制造进球，将比分扳平。” 　　青年的语气始终不紧不慢，林晚星坐在他身边，场上哨音尖锐鸣响，她有那么几秒钟听不清对方在说什么。 　　“那为什么你不这么布置？”林晚星问。 　　“不能让你的钱白花，毕竟，我很值。”他说。 　　中场开球，付新书江将球回传，保持球队控球权。 　　接下来的比赛进程更让人喘不过气。 　　甚至就像青年说的那样，下半场开始后，安宁实验开始猛烈前场逼抢。 　　虽然球权还保持在她的学生们脚下，但在林晚星看来，安宁实验不断贴身，让她的学生们疲于防守。 　　好像一到场上，刚才青年所布置的战术已经被他们在脑海中删除，又或者本身的不信任，让他们不敢进行冒险尝试。 　　不管怎样，因为种种原因，场上的局势好像又陷入于上半场结束时的情况。 　　每位学生好像在短短几分钟内再度被榨干体力，他们低着头，害怕对手抢断，球精神状况愈加疲惫。 　　林晚星坐在场下，都能感受到不断碰撞带来的压力。烈日、剧烈运动，你的脑子会变成一片浆糊，如同坐在不断播放激昂乐曲的包厢内，能感受到脏器共振的咚咚声响。 　　她不由得看向身旁，青年还是很镇定，也并未因学生没执行他的战术而显得恼怒。 　　她刚要开口，安宁实验替补席突然一阵惊呼。 　　她立刻转头。 　　球场上，祁亮带球跑动，因为高压逼抢，一不留神，被安宁实验滑铲抢断。 　　安宁实验迅速组织进攻阵型，中路开始斜向跑动，往肋部拉扯。 　　又是安宁实验10号，他接球后，将球挑起，迅速转身，用流畅自然的过人，突破俞明的防守。 　　禁区就在眼前，足球仍在空中。 　　门将冯锁站位靠前，10号只要将球垫起，就可以顺利将之送入球门。 　　就在这时，禁区前响起“砰”地一声，付新书大脚解围，足球高高飞起。 　　所有人都望着那颗划过赛场上空的足球，几乎没有人注意到，宏景八中身着21号球衣的前锋陈江河开始狂奔起来。 　　从场边看去，那几乎是无望的冲刺。 　　毕竟这不是有意长传球，而是危急时刻的解围。 　　足球先行飞起，而后前锋才朝着落点狂奔。 　　林晚星的心脏提到了嗓子眼。 　　但很快，她和陈江河同全场所有人一起，眼睁睁看着足球擦过边线落下，反弹数下，落在场外。 　　没有赶上。 　　陈江河停止奔跑，他双手撑住腿，躬身粗喘气。 　　安宁实验的替补席，出现零星松口气的声音。 　　林晚星注视场上的学生。 　　付新书起初有数秒怔愣。 　　随后，陈江河从长喘气中抬头，冲付新书用力点了点头。 　　球场上，宏景八中的学生们，好像统统从大梦中惊醒。 　　有人看向他们这里的教练席。 　　“这属于……运气不好的情况吗？”林晚星问。 　　“不，你的运气很好。” 　　青年从椅子上站起，双手插袋，站在场边。 　　林晚星不明所以，她眉头紧蹙，看向球场。 　　足球落在白色边线外，由安宁实验掷界外球，比赛再次开始。 　　球权转换，足球来到安宁实验脚下，他们继续发起新一轮猛攻。 　　但这次，球场上的情况，好像有了丝改变。 　　以林晚星微薄的足球知识来看，从陈江河的那次狂奔开始，她的学生们的头，稍稍抬起了些。 　　虽然大部分人还是疲惫地追逐足球，被安宁实验的地面传球配合拉扯。但他们的目光不再只局限脚下，而时不时会看向更远一点的地方。 　　在那里，前锋们正做着积极并看似无意义的跑动，像随时准备反击。 　　好像“还有盼头”的感觉，让场上每位宏景八中的学生，都逐渐注意力集中起来。 　　或许因为迟迟没有进球，场上，安宁实验10号开始举手向队友要球。 　　后卫俞明再次上前防守。 　　10号见俞明冲左跑来，轻巧地将球往右侧一拨，加速绕过俞明。 　　又是10号，又是俞明。 　　但这次，俞明没有迟疑，他立刻回追。 　　而与此同时，10号也惊恐地发现，在他的面前，出现了另一个人。 　　很难想象，来人直接精准地卡住他的移动方向，并且轻轻一捅，将足球截断下来。 　　准确来说，这个断球看上去非常简单，只是在正确的时间出现在的位置上。却成功弥补后防线的漏洞，将对方的进攻意图轻松化解。 　　那个人，正是祁亮。 　　然而接下来，祁亮的举动却令很多人意想不到，在断球后，他并未选择将球传给队友、稳稳控制球权，组织接下来的地面进攻。 　　他快速向前趟球，然后提起右腿，大脚将球开向前场。 　　秦敖开始向斜向穿插，林晚星注意到，那正是青年先前在笔记本上画下的跑位路线。 　　但…… 　　只在一个长呼吸之间，足球就超出秦敖所能追赶的距离，它飞出场外，重重地撞在了场边的绿铁丝网上。 　　哐啷一声重响。 　　安宁实验替补席传出零星笑声。 　　绿茵场上，祁亮泄愤似地踹了两脚草皮，像在责怪自己这脚传球不够精准。 　　而更远的地方，秦敖站在空荡荡的安宁实验半场，将手举过头顶，用力拍了两下，以示鼓励。 　　林晚星跟着起立，走到了青年身边。 　　接下来的比赛过程，甚至显得有些可笑。 　　很多次，宏景八中的长传球，更像是拙劣的被迫解围。 　　但林晚星很清楚，她的学生们在瞬息万变的赛场上，逐渐集中精神。 　　他们不再囿于防守，目光狭隘，而是一直试图寻找机会。 　　一次、两次、三次。 　　每次长传球的“咚”声音，都像重重敲击在林晚星的心口。 　　但总还是差那么一点点，就那么一点点，林晚星是这么认为的。
Chapter 16: Simple The intermission is over.　　Lin Wanxing's students were still nagging before they came on the field.　　In short, they think that it is impossible for the Chinese to coach in European football clubs, so they must be a liar.　　The young man was calm from beginning to end.　　Always in an unhurried and convincing tone, he explained his tactical arrangements to the students. He flipped through a page of his notebook and drew two circles and two lines on it, briefly marking the location of the run.　　The students listened attentively, but the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was the most dissatisfied with the criticism, and after listening to it, he objected to this tactical arrangement.　　"It's too simple, isn't it easy to be prevented?" 　　"It's very simple. There are countless complex techniques and tactics in football, but there is only one of the simplest. "What?" 　　"Keep your eyes on the football and kick it into the opposite goal." The youth said.　　The words were so dabbret that the students were silent for a few seconds.　　Soon, though, they bounced back again. So throughout the break, the students in the rest area were shouting around, not at all like they were tired just now.　　The argument that the youth persuaded the students was very simple, they were going to lose anyway, so why not try it?　　The hot wind blew across the court, and the students returned to the court, standing near the center circle, while Lin Wanxing sat under the awning, suddenly unaccustomed to the feeling of quietness. She looked to the side, and the young man did not leave immediately after chatting with the students, but sat down beside her.　　He clutched a bottle of mineral water in his hand.　　Lin Wanxing glanced at it, and the young man unscrewed the cap of the bottle and handed it over.　　Lin Wanxing froze: "No, no." She said this, but her hand was subconsciously extended.　　Naturally, the young man took back the mineral water and drank it himself.　　Lin Wanxing: "......" 　　The sun is dazzling on the field, the football is set, and the two sides are ready to go.　　Lin Wanxing took a bottle of water and unscrewed it: "They all say that your tactics are unreliable, can you implement them according to what you say?" "It's really unreliable, and normal coaches wouldn't do that." 　　Lin Wanxing: "Ah, how would a normal coach arrange it?" "A normal coach would ask the players to show weakness first and lure the enemy deeper. Because after the kick-off in the second half, the opponent will inevitably attack aggressively, so you can look for the opportunity for the opponent to get carried away, break the ball and play a quick counterattack, and send the ball to the striker through a few passes on the ground. "And then?" 　　'If you can score goals, then there will definitely be a huge change in the mentality of the opponent. After the restart, let the players start to press at all costs, and attack again after the opponent's break, create goals, and equalize the score. The young man's tone was always unhurried, Lin Wanxing sat next to him, the whistle sounded sharply on the field, and she couldn't hear what the other party was saying for a few seconds.　　"Then why don't you set it up like that?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"I can't let your money go to waste, after all, I'm worth it." He said.　　The midfielder kicked off, and Fu Xinshujiang passed the ball back to keep the team in possession.　　The rest of the game was even more breathless.　　Even as the youth said, after the start of the second half, the Anning experiment began to press fiercely in the frontcourt.　　Although the ball is still at the feet of her students, in Lin Wanxing's view, the Anning experiment is constantly close to her, making her students tired of defending.　　It seems that as soon as they arrive on the field, the tactics that the young people have arranged just now have been deleted from their minds, or their own distrust makes them dare not take risks.　　In any case, for various reasons, the situation on the pitch seems to be stuck in the same situation as at the end of the first half.　　It was as if each student had been drained of energy again in just a few minutes, their heads bowed, afraid of the opponent's steal, and the ball became more and more mentally exhausted.　　Lin Wanxing sat on the field, and she could feel the pressure brought by the constant collision. Under the scorching sun and strenuous exercise, your brain will turn into a slurry, just like sitting in a box where exciting music is constantly playing, and you can feel the resonance of your organs.　　She couldn't help but look to the side, the young man was still calm, and he didn't look annoyed that the student didn't carry out his tactics.　　She was just about to speak when the bench for the Anning experiment suddenly exclaimed.　　She immediately turned her head.　　On the court, Qi Liang ran with the ball, because of the high pressure to grab, he was careless, and was robbed by An Ning's experimental sliding tackle.　　An Ning experimented quickly to organize an offensive formation, and the middle began to run diagonally, pulling towards the ribs.　　It's Anning Experiment No. 10 again, after he receives the ball, he picks up the ball, quickly turns, and uses smooth and natural passes to break through Yu Ming's defense.　　The penalty area is in front of you and the football is still in the air.　　Goalkeeper Feng Suo stood in front, and as long as the 10th cushioned the ball, he could send it into the goal smoothly.　　At this moment, there was a "bang" in front of the penalty area, Fu Xinshu cleared the siege with a big foot, and the football flew high.　　Everyone looked at the football that crossed the field, and almost no one noticed that Chen Jianghe, the striker in the No. 21 jersey of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, began to run wildly.　　From the sidelines, it was almost a hopeless sprint.　　After all, this is not an intentional long pass, but a clearance in a critical moment.　　The ball flew first, and then the striker rushed towards the landing point.　　Lin Wanxing's heart rose to her throat.　　But soon, she and Chen Jianghe, along with everyone in the field, watched the football brush the sideline and fall, bounce several times, and fall off the field.　　Didn't catch up.　　Chen Jianghe stopped running, he supported his legs with both hands, and bent down to pant heavily.　　On the bench of the Tranquility Experiment, there was a sporadic sound of relief.　　Lin Wanxing stared at the students on the field.　　Fu Xinshu was stunned for a few seconds at first.　　Then, Chen Jianghe looked up from his long pant and nodded vigorously at Fu Xinshu.　　On the court, the students of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School seemed to have woken up from a big dream.　　Someone looked at their coach's bench.　　"This belongs to ...... Bad luck? Lin Wanxing asked.　　"No, you're in luck." 　　The young man stood up from his chair with his hands in his pockets and stood on the sidelines.　　Lin Wanxing didn't know why, she frowned and looked at the court.　　The ball landed outside the white touchline, and An Ning experimented with throwing a throw-in, and the game started again.　　The ball was converted and the football came to the feet of the Anning experiment, and they continued to launch a new round of onslaught.　　But this time, the situation on the court seems to have changed in the slightest.　　Judging from Lin Wanxing's meager knowledge of football, from Chen Jianghe's wild run, her students' heads were slightly raised.　　Although most people are still tired of chasing footballs, they are pulled by the ground passing of Anning Experiment. But their gaze is no longer limited to their feet, but from time to time they look a little farther away.　　There, the strikers are making aggressive and seemingly pointless runs, as if they are ready to counter-attack.　　It seems that the feeling of "there is still hope" makes every student from Hongjing No. 8 Middle School on the field gradually pay attention.　　Perhaps because of the delay in scoring, on the field, Anning Experiment No. 10 began to raise his hand to ask his teammates for the ball.　　Defender Yu Ming stepped forward to defend again.　　No. 10 saw Yu Ming running to the left, and lightly flicked the ball to the right side, accelerating around Yu Ming.　　It's the 10th again, and it's Yu Ming again.　　But this time, Yu Ming did not hesitate, he immediately chased back.　　At the same time, Number 10 was also horrified to find that another person appeared in front of him.　　It's hard to imagine that someone came to jam him in the direction of movement directly and accurately, and with a gentle stab, cut off the football.　　To be precise, it looks very simple, just in the right place at the right time. However, it successfully made up for the loopholes in the back line and easily resolved the opponent's offensive intentions.　　That person is Qi Liang.　　However, next, Qi Liang's actions surprised many people, after breaking the ball, he did not choose to pass the ball to his teammates, firmly control the ball, and organize the next ground attack.　　He slid the ball forward quickly, then lifted his right leg and kicked the ball forward.　　Qin Ao began to intersperse diagonally, and Lin Wanxing noticed that it was the running route that the young man had drawn in his notebook earlier.　　But...... 　　In just one long breath, the football was beyond the distance that Qin Ao could catch up, and it flew out of the field and slammed into the green barbed wire on the sidelines.　　There was a thud.　　Sporadic laughter erupted from the bench for the Tranquility Experiment.　　On the green field, Qi Liang kicked the turf twice as if he was angry, as if blaming himself for not being accurate enough in this pass.　　And farther away, Qin Ao stood in the empty half of the Anning experiment, raised his hand above his head, and slapped it twice vigorously to show encouragement.　　Lin Wanxing followed and stood up and walked to the young man's side.　　The ensuing game process even seemed a little ridiculous.　　Many times, the long pass in Hongjing No. 8 is more like a clumsy forced clearance.　　But Lin Wanxing is well aware that her students are gradually concentrating on the ever-changing arena.　　They are no longer limited to defense and narrow-minded, but are always trying to find opportunities.　　Once, twice, three times.　　The "dong" sound of each long pass is like a heavy knock on Lin Wanxing's heart.　　But it's still a little bit worse, just a little bit, Lin Wanxing thinks so.

第17章 1：2 　　骄阳似火，炙烤整片球场。 　　草地蒸腾起的水汽，让整个球场都变得扭曲。 　　在前场不断找机会、逼抢、长传球下，安宁实验丢球次数越来越多。但在他们及时回防，宏景八中迟迟没有取得突破。 　　失误是相对的。 　　从一开始的尝试长传球找前锋，到现在，随着时间推进，宏景八中学生的体力也在不断下降。 　　尤其是不断做着看似无意义冲刺的两位前锋，体力耗损巨大。 　　69分钟。 　　陈江河接到付新书一脚传中。 　　陈江河跑位刁钻，他面对的是除守门员外的空荡荡球门。 　　这是千载难逢的机会。 　　停球、调整位置，抬脚射门。 　　但因为体力不止或者别的什么原因，足球如高射炮般越过球门，“哐当”撞在球场边的铁丝网上。 　　林晚星握紧的手，和陈江河一样，懊丧地在空中甩了下。 　　这已经是他们最接近安宁实验球门的一次尝试了。 　　她不由得看向身旁的青年人。 　　他没有任何激烈的情绪，甚至也不像安宁实验的教练一样，有鼓掌或鼓励球员的行动。 　　他只是双手插袋，站在绿茵场边，巍然不动。 　　陈江河冲他们这里看了一眼，视线在青年脸上顿了数秒，而后他抹了把脸上的汗，继续回归防守位置。 　　像不知疲倦的机器。 　　足球飞出底线，球门球。 　　安宁实验门将大脚将球开出。 　　第75分钟。 　　比分仍牢牢锁定在0：2上。 　　林晚星已经在遮阳棚下站着将近30分钟。 　　光是这么站着，她都已经汗流浃背，汗水顺着刘海和鬓发滴下，有时候淌到眼睛边上，连视野都变得模糊。 　　她时不时会下意识瞥身旁的青年。 　　尤其比赛进行到后半程，在学生们不断地尝试却失败后，她很想说点什么，但时间的推移又令人绝望。她那时再想，可能这就是竞技体育，有时候就算你拼尽全力，也不一定能取得最终的胜利。 　　“耐心点。” 　　“好。” 　　对话很简短。 　　但林晚星心中因时间推移而产生的焦虑情绪，却莫名平息不少。 　　她再次看向球场，场上突然响起一阵哨音。 　　数秒之前，安宁实验停球失误，足球出边线，由宏景八中掷界外球。 　　俞明捧着足球站在场边。 　　安宁实验的中场在不停挥手，指挥防守阵型。 　　在他们不断长传球冲击之下，安宁实验也做出改变，有意派人盯防两位前锋。 　　俞明双手将球举过头顶，视线飞快在场上移动，寻找合适的位置。 　　场上，祁亮突然开始小跑动，俞明眼疾手快，用力将球掷出。 　　祁亮背对进攻方向拿球，然而冤家路窄，在他身后，是先前屡次突破他防守的安宁实验10号球员。 　　只是这次，攻守方转换。 　　祁亮脸上没有任何表情。拿球后的祁亮，收起了一贯的嘲讽和懒散，变得冷静和犀利。 　　见祁亮拿球，另一名安宁实验防守球员也包夹上来。不远处，付新书通过跑位，也同样吸引了两位安宁实验防守球员的注意。 　　很明显，安宁实验的10号球员体型比祁亮高大，祁亮承受了巨大的防守压力。 　　另一位安宁实验防守球员就位，他伸出长腿，想捅走祁亮脚下的足球。 　　可就在他伸腿一瞬，祁亮轻巧的，将球挑向另一侧。而后，祁亮立刻转身，绕过安宁实验10号，他没有任何停滞，再次踢脚，将足球向前挑传出去。 　　足球飞过安宁实验防守球员的头顶，落在了一个由方才付新书跑位，拉扯出的空档位置。 　　俞明出现在足球落点。 　　没有任何迟滞犹豫，俞明脚腕转动、脚背向前，身体微微后仰，砰地一声，足球飞向前场。 　　秦敖已经开始飞奔起来。 　　林晚星视野中，其余颜色都都褪去。 　　只有大片绿色，和秦敖追逐足球飞奔的灰色身影。 　　足球划过天际，从点变成了立体的圆。 　　秦敖赶到落点，身形也清晰而高大起来，他的钉鞋擦过草地，溅起星星点点泥土。 　　那个位置，与笔记本上铅笔勾勒出的平面图缓缓重叠。 　　秦敖身体稍向前移动，用身体背侧面将球停向另一侧，转身控球、调整位置，提脚射门。 　　“砰”。 　　又是一声重响敲在林晚星心口。 　　时间好像被拉得无限慢。 　　嘀…… 　　黑白相间的足球，在绿色背景中，划过一道弧线， 　　球场上的所有球员，都死死注视着足球。 　　嗒…… 　　足球下坠，守门员转身回追。 　　长风吹过原野，拂过草地。 　　球场上，秦敖高高跃起，足球落入球网，裁判含住口哨。 　　分散在球场各处的学生，都欢呼着，向秦敖狂奔而去。 　　哨声响起，裁判示意进球有效。 　　欢呼声，最后响了起来。 　　林晚星站在场边，被九月午后的太阳照了满身。 　　热烘烘的风吹在脸上，一切都那么真实，又恍若虚幻。 　　耳旁隆隆作响，她的手轻轻抚在胸口。 　　原来这就是进球的感觉？ 　　好像很快乐，确切来说，是非常非常快乐！
Chapter 17 1:2 The sun is like fire, scorching the whole stadium.　　The water vapor rising from the grass distorted the entire court.　　Under the constant looking for opportunities, pressing, and long passes in the front court, An Ning experimented with conceding more and more goals. But when they returned to the defense in time, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School did not make a breakthrough for a long time.　　Mistakes are relative.　　From the beginning of trying to find a striker with a long pass, to now, as time progresses, the physical strength of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School students is also declining.　　Especially the two strikers who are constantly doing seemingly meaningless sprints, the physical exhaustion is huge.　　69 minutes.　　Chen Jianghe received a kick from Fu Xinshu.　　Chen Jianghe was a tricky runner, and he faced an empty goal except for the goalkeeper.　　This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.　　Stop the ball, adjust your position, and shoot with your foot up.　　But because of more than physical strength or other reasons, the football crossed the goal like an anti-aircraft gun and "clanged" into the barbed wire on the side of the field.　　Lin Wanxing's clenched hand, like Chen Jianghe, flung it in the air in frustration.　　This is already the closest they have come to Anning's experimental goal.　　She couldn't help but look at the young man beside her.　　He doesn't have any intense emotions, and he doesn't even have the action of applauding or encouraging the players like the coaches of the Tranquility Experiment.　　He just put his hands in his pockets, stood on the edge of the green field, and stood still.　　Chen Jianghe glanced at them, his gaze paused on the young man's face for a few seconds, and then he wiped the sweat from his face and continued to return to the defensive position.　　Like a tireless machine.　　The soccer ball flies off the baseline, the goal kick.　　An Ning experiments with a big kick in the ball from the goalkeeper.　　75th minute.　　The score remained firmly locked at 0:2.　　Lin Wanxing has been standing under the awning for nearly 30 minutes.　　Just standing like this, she was already dripping with sweat, sweat dripping down her bangs and sideburns, sometimes dripping to the side of her eyes, and even her vision became blurred.　　From time to time, she would subconsciously glance at the young man beside her.　　Especially in the second half of the competition, after the students tried and failed, she wanted to say something, but the time went by and it was desperate. She thought to herself, maybe this is competitive sports, and sometimes even if you try your best, you may not be able to achieve the ultimate victory.　　"Be patient." 　　"Okay." 　　The conversation is brief.　　But the anxiety in Lin Wanxing's heart due to the passage of time has inexplicably subsided a lot.　　She looked at the court again, and suddenly there was a whistle on the field.　　A few seconds ago, An Ning experimented with a mistake in stopping the ball, and the ball went out of the sideline, and the ball was thrown in by Hongjing 8.　　Yu Ming stood on the sidelines with a football in his hand.　　The midfielder of the Anning experiment was waving his hand and directing the defensive formation.　　Under the impact of their continuous long passes, Anning's experiment also made changes, deliberately sending people to mark the two strikers.　　Yu Ming raised the ball above his head with both hands, and his eyes quickly moved around the court, looking for a suitable position.　　On the field, Qi Liang suddenly began to trot, Yu Ming's eyes were quick, and he threw the ball hard.　　Qi Liang took the ball with his back to the attack, but the road was narrow, and behind him was the No. 10 player of the Anning Experiment, who had repeatedly broken through his defense before.　　Only this time, the attacker and the defender switched.　　Qi Liang didn't have any expression on his face. After taking the ball, Qi Liang put away his usual ridicule and laziness, and became calm and sharp.　　Seeing Qi Liang take the ball, another Anning experimental defensive player also came up. Not far away, Fu Xinshu also attracted the attention of two Anning experimental defensive players through running.　　Obviously, the No. 10 player in the Anning experiment was taller than Qi Liang, and Qi Liang was under tremendous defensive pressure.　　Another Anning experimental defender was in position, and he stretched out his long legs to stab the football at Qi Liang's feet.　　But the moment he stretched his legs, Qi Liang lightly picked the ball to the other side. Then, Qi Liang immediately turned around and bypassed Anning Experiment No. 10, he didn't have any stagnation, kicked his foot again, and picked the ball forward.　　The soccer ball flew over the heads of the Anning Experimental Defenders and landed in an open position that was pulled out by Fang Cai's new book run.　　Yu Ming appeared at the football landing point.　　Without any hesitation, Yu Ming turned his ankles, his instep forward, his body leaned back slightly, and with a bang, the football flew to the front court.　　Qin Ao had already begun to run.　　In Lin Wanxing's field of vision, the rest of the colors faded.　　There was only a large area of green, and Qin Ao chased the gray figure of the football and galloping.　　The soccer ball streaked across the sky, turning from a dot into a three-dimensional circle.　　Qin Ao rushed to the landing point, his figure was clear and tall, his spikes grazed the grass, splashing dots of dirt.　　That position slowly overlapped with the floor plan outlined by the pencil on the notebook.　　Qin Ao moved his body forward slightly, stopped the ball to the other side with the back side of his body, turned to control the ball, adjusted his position, and lifted his foot to shoot.　　"Bang".　　Another heavy bang knocked on Lin Wanxing's heart.　　Time seems to be stretched infinitely slowly.　　Backbite...... 　　The black and white soccer ball, in an arc against a green background, and all the players on the pitch are staring at the soccer ball.　　Click...... 　　The ball fell, and the goalkeeper turned and chased back.　　The long wind blows through the fields and across the meadows.　　On the field, Qin Ao jumped high, the football fell into the net, and the referee whistled.　　The students scattered all over the stadium cheered and rushed towards Qin Ao.　　The whistle blows and the referee signals that the goal is valid.　　The cheers rang out at last.　　Lin Wanxing stood on the sidelines, illuminated by the September afternoon sun.　　The hot wind blew on the face, and everything was so real and unreal.　　Her ears rumbled, and her hand gently caressed her chest.　　So that's what it feels like to score a goal?　　It seems to be very happy, to be exact, very, very happy!

第18章 2：2 　　林晚星站在场边。 　　学生们蜂拥到秦敖身边，搓揉着他的脑袋。 　　连平时看上去最冷淡的陈江河，也冲过去，抱住秦敖，用力拍打他的肩膀。 　　球场上沸腾起来。 　　学生们在为咬牙坚持将近80分钟后的这个进球，而热烈庆祝。 　　林晚星也在球场边兴高采烈挥手，她用力抓住身旁的一条胳膊，甩了几下。 　　随后，掌心触摸肌肉的坚硬感传来，林晚星看向身旁，青年还保持双手插袋的姿势，显得很冷静。 　　她尬笑了下，松开手，很流畅地将手搭在青年肩头，大力拍了拍：“干得漂亮。” 　　这时，秦敖也冲到场边，胡乱在地上捡起矿泉水喝，边冲她大喊：“老子牛逼吗？” 　　学生笑得嚣张，连眼角下的疤也变得灿烂。 　　几个学生也跟着跑过来。 　　一到场边，听到秦敖在吹逼，祁亮说：“讲道理，那个长传球，人但凡只要长了腿，就能踢进去。” 　　秦敖刚喝了一大口水，腮帮子鼓鼓囊囊，闻言，差点把水喷祁亮脸上。 　　付新书拍了拍秦敖，示意他把水咽下去再说话。 　　陈江河把一整瓶水都喝完：“如果再进一球，我们就能打平。” 　　“好久没踢这个比赛了，打平以后是加赛吗？”林鹿气喘吁吁地问。 　　“具体要看组委会安排，但我们不会被马上淘汰。”付新书答。 　　学生们更加兴奋，他们放下水瓶，就立刻要回到场上。 　　秦敖在上场前最后说：“那就再进一球！” 　　短暂庆祝活动结束后，比赛重新开始。 　　学生们重新在中圈站定。 　　他们每个人都兴奋着，跃跃欲试，想再进一球。 　　而安宁实验的学生，也是一样。 　　开球后，安宁实验立刻发起猛攻。 　　他们的教练在场边不断挥手大喊，示意学生们继续前压。 　　林晚星听到对方教练隐约传来的吼声，很不理解：“安宁实验是疯了吗，他们明明还领先，为什么要继续进攻？” 　　“领先又怎么样？”青年突然问道。 　　“就！比赛马上结束了，防守不好吗？” 　　“为什么要防守？”青年反问，“他们训练有素，他们队伍齐整，人员配备完善，实力在高中校队来说算不错。队员和教练一样，很骄傲也很有自信。未来赛程很长，如果你是这样一支队伍的教练，你会在首战打一支弱鸡队伍被进一球后，选择防守示弱？” 　　“我！”林晚星想反驳，却突然语塞，最后只能说，“可能不会，如果打弱队被进球后龟缩防守，会影响以后赛程的士气。” 　　“那恭喜你，选择错误。” 　　林晚星瞪眼，不知道为什么青年翻脸如翻书：“你会选择让队伍防守？” 　　“我会。” 　　“为什么？” 　　“因为胜利，非常重要。” 　　林晚星当时并不理解青年的意思。 　　在她看来，安宁实验用很短的时间，就完成了场上局势的逆转。他们的大举前压和猛烈进攻，只会继续扩大优势，稳固胜果。 　　第82分钟，付新书被撞到在地。 　　第83分钟，安宁实验10号用一次危险的飞铲，得到了全场第一张黄牌。 　　数分钟前，她的学生们还还踌躇满志，此刻却被完全压在己方半场，无法动弹。 　　哨音骤然响起，尖啸声刺穿球场上空。 　　安宁实验前锋小角度刁钻射门，所幸偏出球门。 　　87分钟。 　　林鹿在被突破中，第三次脱力摔倒。 　　少年浑身向从水里捞出来一样，脸被晒得通红甚至泛紫。他在地上趴了一会儿，却不想放弃，艰难站了起来。 　　足球被断，但裁判并未吹响哨音，意味进攻继续。 　　秦敖上场前还说，要再进一球。 　　但此时此刻，他只能艰难补位防守，然而他们的整个后防线已如豆腐般软弱。 　　转瞬，安宁实验前锋已如尖刀般突入禁区，他调整姿势，抬脚射门。 　　足球划过轻盈弧线，飞向球门远角。 　　林晚星再度感到心脏骤停的压力。 　　球门前，门将冯锁高高跃起。 　　他在空中尽力舒展身体，够向足球。 　　下一刻，咚地一声重响，足球轨迹更改，被重重击飞，跃出球门线。 　　这是极其精彩的扑球，裁判哨音随之响起角球。 　　“哎！”安宁实验教练席发出长叹。 　　球场上，她的学生们都呆滞地站在原地，更像是因为疲惫，而失去了立即反应的能力。 　　他们站了一会儿。 　　安宁实验的教练马上调整情绪，开始在场边大喊，指挥己方球员角球进攻战术，要求他们继续前压，立刻执行，不要拖延。 　　而在林晚星身边，青年终于动了。 　　他头低看了眼手表，从地上拿起瓶未开封的矿泉水，望向付新书。 　　付同学在场上位置离他们稍近，立刻会意，小跑过来。 　　他一走近，林晚星就能感到扑面而来的热气。 　　付新书已经控制不住呼吸节奏，喘气粗重，动作也因脱力而显得僵硬。 　　付新书张了张嘴，因体力耗尽，连说话的力气也没有。 　　“还想进球吗？”青年问。 　　付新书猛然抬头，声音沙哑：“我们还有机会吗？” 　　青年拧开瓶盖，递水给付新书 “防守下这个角球，尝试取得球权，继续长传球找前锋。” 　　付新书有些急：“他们所有人太靠近我们半场，所以我们的前锋也只能跟着后移，不然很容易越位，传接球空间太小了。”付新书说。 　　“越位的规则里有一条，内容如下：如果传球一瞬，接球员在本方半场，不管他前面是否有对方防守球员，都不算越位。所以，让我们的前锋，都往中线后站。” 　　“他们后卫会有这样的失误吗？”付新书问。 　　“如果你们运气足够好的话。”他答。 　　第88分钟。 　　场边第四官员示意，伤停补时2分钟。 　　比赛还有4分钟就即将结束。 　　球场上，付新书走到秦敖和陈江河身边，说了几句。 　　两人都低着头，闻言，似乎同样辩驳了两句。 　　付新书解释完，他们同样怔住，并不约而同看向场边。 　　秦敖伸出一根手指，冲他们用力点了点头。 　　“11-12赛季，欧洲冠军杯半决赛，巴塞罗那对阵切尔西。当时比分2：2，巴塞罗那亟需一个进球，才能晋级。” 　　青年舒徐的声音在耳旁响起。 　　林晚星望向球场。 　　绿茵场上，哨音响起，安宁实验中场主罚角球飞向禁区前沿。 　　双方球员奋力跃起，拼抢中，足球被陈卫东顶出边线，裁判判罚给安宁实验第二个角球。 　　第89分钟。 　　“伤停补时阶段，巴塞罗那大举前压，后防空洞无人。” 　　第二声哨音响起，安宁实验的中场球员再次开出角球。 　　足球飞向禁区。 　　所有安宁实验球员都压过半场，没有人能接受2：1的比分，进攻的心理惯性让他们仍想在最后时刻取得一个关键进球。 　　足球飞起。 　　秒针嘀嗒，分钟在缓缓走向终点。 　　林晚星目光注视着半空。 　　争顶头球时刻，安宁实验球员将球顶出。 　　足球改变轨迹，落向球门近端球门柱，反弹了一下。 　　足球弹出，双方争抢，一只球鞋飞起，像用尽全身力气般，足球和球鞋接触面产生轻轻凹。 　　随后，足球在这场比赛中的第无数次，飞向天空 　　足球在风中旋转下坠，最后，落在了一双黑色钉鞋脚下。 　　白色中线的这端，是全场21个球员，白色中线的那端，是整个半场。 　　安宁实验的球员举起双手，示意裁判，进攻方越位。 　　但裁判的哨音并未响起，比赛继续。 　　奔跑和呼吸声越来越粗重。 　　安宁实验守门员在球门前的身影变得无限小。 　　林晚星听到她身旁青年人的声音：“巴塞罗那被托雷斯半场单刀破门，切尔西总比分3-2，晋级决赛。”
Chapter 18 2:2 Lin Wanxing stood on the sidelines.　　The students flocked to Qin Ao's side, rubbing his head.　　Even Chen Jianghe, who usually looked the coldest, rushed over, hugged Qin Ao, and patted him on the shoulder.　　The pitch was boiling.　　The students were celebrating the goal after gritting their teeth and holding on for almost 80 minutes.　　Lin Wanxing also waved happily on the side of the court, she grabbed an arm beside her and shook it a few times.　　Then, the hardness of the palm touching the muscles came, Lin Wanxing looked to the side, and the young man still maintained the posture of putting his hands in his pockets, looking very calm.　　She smiled awkwardly, let go of her hand, put her hand on the young man's shoulder very smoothly, and patted it vigorously: "Well done." At this time, Qin Ao also rushed to the sidelines, picked up mineral water on the ground and drank it, while shouting at her: "Is Lao Tzu awesome? The student laughed so loudly that even the scars under the corners of his eyes became bright.　　Several students followed.　　As soon as he arrived on the sidelines, he heard Qin Ao blowing, Qi Liang said: "Be reasonable, that long pass, as long as you have legs, you can kick it in." Qin Ao just drank a big sip of water, his cheeks were bulging, and when he heard this, he almost squirted water on Qi Liang's face.　　Fu Xinshu patted Qin Ao and motioned for him to swallow the water before speaking.　　Chen Jianghe drank a whole bottle of water: "If we score another goal, we can draw." "It's been a long time since I've played this game, is it an extra game after a draw?" Lin Lu asked breathlessly.　　"It depends on the arrangement of the organizing committee, but we will not be eliminated immediately." Pay the new book answer.　　The students were even more excited, they put down their water bottles and immediately returned to the field.　　Qin Ao finally said before going on the court: "Then score another goal!" After a short celebration, the game resumed.　　The students regained their footing in the middle circle.　　Each of them was excited, eager to score another goal.　　The same is true for the students of the Tranquility Experiment.　　As soon as the tee off, Anning Experiment launched an onslaught.　　Their coach kept waving and shouting from the sidelines, signaling the students to keep pressing.　　Lin Wanxing heard the faint roar from the opposing coach, and she didn't understand: "Is the Anning experiment crazy, they are obviously still ahead, why do they continue to attack?" "What about the lead?" The young man asked suddenly.　　"That's it! The game is over soon, is the defense bad? "Why defend?" The young man asked rhetorically, "They are well-trained, they have a neat team, they are well-staffed, and their strength is not bad for a high school team." The players, like the coaches, are very proud and confident. The schedule is very long, if you were the coach of such a team, would you choose to defensively show weakness after being scored a goal in the first game against a weak team? "Me!" Lin Wanxing wanted to refute, but she suddenly stopped talking, and finally could only say, "Maybe not, if you play a weak team and shrink your defense after being scored, it will affect the morale of the future schedule." "Congratulations, the choice is wrong." 　　Lin Wanxing glared, not knowing why the young man turned his face like a flip book: "Would you choose to let the team defend?" "I will." 　　"Why?" 　　"Because of the victory, it's very important." 　　Lin Wanxing didn't understand what the young man meant at that time.　　In her opinion, the Anning experiment completed the reversal of the situation on the field in a very short time. Their aggressive forward pressing and fierce attacks will only continue to extend their advantage and solidify their victory.　　In the 82nd minute, Fu Xinshu was knocked to the ground.　　In the 83rd minute, Anning Experiment No. 10 used a dangerous flying tackle and got the first yellow card of the game.　　A few minutes ago, her students had been full of ambition, but now they were completely pinned down in their own half, unable to move.　　The whistle sounded suddenly, and a scream pierced the stadium.　　An Ning experiments with a tricky shot from a tight angle, but luckily it goes wide of the goal.　　87 minutes.　　Lin Lu fell down for the third time when he was broken through.　　The boy looked like he had been fished out of the water, and his face was red and even purple. He lay on the ground for a while, but he didn't want to give up and struggled to get up.　　The ball was cut off, but the referee did not blow the whistle, meaning that the attack continued.　　Qin Ao also said before coming on the field that he wanted to score another goal.　　But at the moment, he can only make up for the position with difficulty, but their entire backline is as weak as tofu.　　In an instant, the Anning experimental striker had burst into the penalty area like a sharp knife, and he adjusted his posture and raised his foot to shoot.　　The ball slices through a light arc and flies towards the far corner of the goal.　　Lin Wanxing felt the pressure of cardiac arrest again.　　In front of the goal, goalkeeper Feng Suo jumped high.　　He stretched his body in the air as much as he could, reaching for the football.　　The next moment, there was a thud, the trajectory of the football changed, and it was knocked away and jumped off the goal line.　　It was a brilliant save and the referee's whistle followed by a corner.　　"Hey!" The Anning experiment coach let out a long sigh.　　On the court, her students all stood in place, more like they were tired and had lost the ability to react immediately.　　They stood for a while.　　The coach of the Anning experiment immediately adjusted his mood and began to shout on the sidelines, directing his players to attack from corner kicks, asking them to continue to press forward and execute immediately without delay.　　And beside Lin Wanxing, the young man finally moved.　　He looked down at his watch, picked up an unopened bottle of mineral water from the ground, and looked at Fu Xinshu.　　When Fu was a little closer to them on the field, he immediately understood and trotted over.　　As soon as he approached, Lin Wanxing could feel the heat rushing to his face.　　Fu Xinshu couldn't control the rhythm of his breathing, panting heavily, and his movements were stiff due to the lack of strength.　　Fu Xinshu opened his mouth, but because his physical strength was exhausted, he didn't even have the strength to speak.　　"Do you still want to score?" The youth asked.　　Fu Xinshu raised his head suddenly, and his voice was hoarse: "Do we still have a chance?" The young man unscrewed the cap of the bottle and handed the new book to Fu "Defend this corner, try to get the ball, and continue to make long passes to find the striker." 　　Fu Xinshu was a little anxious: "All of them are too close to our half, so our forwards can only follow back, otherwise it is easy to be offside, and the space for passing and receiving the ball is too small." Fu Xinshu said.　　"There is a rule for offside, which reads as follows: if the pass is instantaneous, the receiver is in his own half, regardless of whether there is an opposing defender in front of him, it is not offside. So, let's go to the back of the middle line. "Will their defenders make such mistakes?" Fu Xinshu asked.　　"If you're lucky." He replied.　　88th minute.　　The fourth official on the sidelines signaled two minutes of stoppage time.　　The game was over with 4 minutes left.　　On the court, Fu Xinshu walked to Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe and said a few words.　　Both of them lowered their heads, and when they heard the words, they seemed to have two rebuttals in the same way.　　After Fu Xinshu explained, they were also stunned, and they all looked at the sidelines.　　Qin Ao stretched out a finger and nodded vigorously at them.　　"In the 11-12 season, the semi-finals of the European Cup, Barcelona against Chelsea. At that time, the score was 2:2, and Barcelona urgently needed a goal to advance. The young man's voice rang in his ears.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the court.　　On the green field, the whistle sounded, and the corner kick of the Anning Experimental midfielder flew to the edge of the penalty area.　　The players on both sides jumped up and scrambled, the football was pushed out of the sideline by Chen Weidong, and the referee awarded the second corner kick to An Ning's experiment.　　89th minute.　　"In stoppage time, Barcelona pressed forward and there was no one in the back bomb shelter." 　　The second whistle blew and the midfielder of the Anning experiment took another corner.　　The ball flies into the penalty area.　　All the Anning experimental players pressed through the half, no one could accept the 2-1 scoreline, and the psychological inertia of the attack made them still want to score a crucial goal in the final moments.　　The soccer ball flies.　　The second hand ticks, and the minutes are slowly approaching the end.　　Lin Wanxing's eyes stared into the air.　　At the moment of the header, the Anning experimental player pushes the ball out.　　The ball changed course, landed towards the near goal post, and bounced off the ball.　　The soccer ball popped up, the two sides scrambled, and a sneaker flew up, as if using all the strength of the whole body, and the contact surface between the soccer ball and the shoe was slightly concave.　　Then, for the umpteenth time in this game, the soccer ball flew into the sky and the ball swirled and fell in the wind, and finally, landed at the feet of a pair of black spikes.　　At this end of the white middle line is the 21 players of the whole field, and at the other end of the white middle line, it is the entire half.　　The players in the Tranquility experiment raised their hands and signaled to the referee that the attacker was offside.　　But the referee's whistle did not blow and the game continued.　　The sound of running and breathing grew heavier.　　The figure of the goalkeeper in front of the goal has become infinitely smaller.　　Lin Wanxing heard the voice of the young man next to her: "Barcelona was scored by Torres in the first half, and Chelsea advanced to the final with an aggregate score of 3-2. ”

第19章 入V 　　对越位判罚的两个条件： 　　一、位置条件：队员较球更接近对方端线者， 即处于越位位置。下列情况除外： 　　1）该队员在本方半场内 　　2）至少有对方队员两人较其更接近于对方端线。 　　二、时间条件：…… 　　距离那场比赛结束，已经过去12小时。 　　林晚星躺在宿舍的硬板床上，举着手机， 莫名其妙翻起来足球比赛规则， 迟迟无法入睡。 　　窗外传来夏末初秋常有的虫鸣，风到了晚上也很凉爽。 　　手机的光映亮上铺床板的一小片区域，虽然躺平很久，但她耳畔仿佛还是不能能听到球场上的声音。 　　那场比赛最后，他们以2：2的总比分，战平安宁实验中学。 　　预选赛阶段没有加时这回事， 所以比赛以陈江河长途奔袭半场后的单刀射门告终。 　　比赛终场哨音激越，安宁实验学生们面容茫然，这些， 都一并深深印入林晚星的脑海。 　　而宏景八中的球员们， 则让林晚星想起曾经看过的一个小视频。视频里， 主人端来一盆牛奶，她的学生们就像那一头扎进牛奶的小狗们， 牛奶溅起，小狗快乐地摇动尾巴。 　　战平安宁实验已属奇迹，所以回去的路上，学生们在小巴车里兴奋地扯着嗓子大喊大叫。 　　而她临时请来的“教练”比赛结束就离开了。虽然林晚星也提议一起去吃个饭， 但对方并没有这个意愿。不过他们好歹加了微信，以后还有联系机会。 　　林晚星坐在小巴车最后面的位置上，窗外是拂过稻田变得香甜的风。她听着男生们沙哑而兴奋的声音，觉得他们大概还是很喜欢踢足球的。 　　后来， 林晚星请所有学生吃了一顿肯德基。 　　她和所有人围坐在肯德基最长餐桌周围， 桌上摆满了各式各样的炸鸡和小吃， 金黄色的食物在灯光下色泽诱人。 　　一开始的时候，学生们都埋头猛吃。他们边喝可乐，边兴高采烈地交流比赛细节，好像每个瞬间都记得非常清楚。 　　可乐、炸鸡、快乐的男生，这些组合很容易引起人的幸福感。 　　林晚星坐在店里，在想如果他们能一直赢下去，好像也很好。 　　但渐渐的，或许是吃饱后人容易犯困，也因为安静下来后，疲惫感泛起，大家都不怎么说话了。 　　林晚星把杯子里的可乐喝光。 　　忽然听到有学生问，这次打平的话，下场还继续吗？ 　　说话声和咀嚼声消失，最后只能听到可乐中二氧化碳在纸杯中翻滚碎裂的声音。 　　林晚星想到这里，又切换手机浏览器页面，在联赛官网看了一遍赛程规则。 　　对于学生最后的问题，她只能说，从理论和现实来说，他们确实还有加赛机会。 　　但具体赛程，还要听组委会安排。 　　那天的最后，林晚星给小巴车司机又加了点钱，让他送每个学生到家门口。 　　分别时，疲惫带来的沉默和茫然，把学生们赢球后最先的兴奋劲儿冲得无影无踪。 　　学生们三三两两上车，但付新书没有，因为他要打工的地方就在他们聚餐的肯德基楼下。 　　所以送走别的同学，林晚星和小付同学在广场的长椅上坐了会儿。 　　付新书一开始很沉默，其实林晚星能看出来，明明赢了比赛，小付同学却沉重得像输了那么难过。 　　林晚星把点全家桶送的剩余可乐倒进纸杯里，和付新书一人分了半杯。 　　小付同学接到纸杯的瞬间，说：“老师，我没收到什么。” 　　林晚星咕噜喝了口可乐，没有说话。 　　付新书显得有些紧张：“我骗了秦敖、陈江河还有你，后来我翻了我学校书桌、书包全部所有东西，我什么也没收到。” 　　林晚星看着自己的学生，付新书的眼睛不知是因为疲惫还是什么别的原因，有很多红血丝。 　　“没关系。”她说。 　　少年可真是难过极了，手臂上沾着没拍掉的草屑，因为今天摔过了，上面青一片紫一片。 　　付新书开始说，林晚星就静静地听。 　　他说，之前以为有人想帮他，用这种方式组织他们一起踢球，所以他骗了秦敖陈江河。 　　他因为从小踢足球，学习一直跟不上。现在理发店打工是做学徒，为的就是考不上大学以后还能有份手艺。 　　那时候他觉得，如果有人帮他，就当大家最后一场球，如果输了也就死心了。但现在打平，他又看到希望，就很想和大家一起走得更远。 　　他还说，他很确定他们现在能打平已经是奇迹，但如果放在以前，安宁实验根本不是他们的对手。如果他们也能有系统的足球训练，一定能比现在踢得更好。 　　他还承认自己是很想训练，如果联赛有好成绩，可能他还有机会继续踢足球。但足球是11个人的游戏，也不是所有同学都该陪他，很多人家里都还是认为高考更重要。 　　林晚星就一直听着。 　　听着少年的忧虑，少年的憧憬和少年的绝望。 　　“老师，我这辈子，已经没什么机会。” 　　付新书最后是这么说的。 　　月光顺着窗棱流淌进屋内，林晚星躺在床上，手机屏幕在她的回忆中暗下，她却彻底睡不着了。 　　她干脆翻身起来，坐在写字桌前，打开电脑，登上了学校教务处官网。 　　宏景八中打平安宁实验，是极其微不足道的新闻。 　　甚至在宏景八中体育组内部，也引起不了什么震动。 　　林晚星微信给钱老师汇报比赛结果，周一体育组例会开到最后，钱老师才提到此事。 　　体育组的老师们对比分表示意外，对她的工作表示肯定，除此之外，也没有更多讨论。 　　林晚星忍不住，还是向各位老师提到了加赛的可能 　　并且，她顿了顿，替学生争取道：“我觉得，我们学校足球队真的很有潜力，如果把他们组织起来进行专业训练，说不定能踢进青超联赛正赛，取得更好成绩，替学校争光。” 　　她说完，体育组的老师们面面相觑，像是不知她怎么会有这种想法。 　　“小林老师的工作热情是值得肯定的。” 　　“目前取得的成绩，也是有目共睹的。” 　　“但这批学生都高三了，我们的体育课那都是各科老师说借就借，学生们哪有这点时间训练？” 　　“就算学生能挤出时间，家长也不能同意我们这么折腾？” 　　“还是多一事不如少一事吧。” 　　林晚星：“那我们还有附加赛，总要努力一下。” 　　她说到这里的时候，体育办公室外传来敲门声。 　　赵组长的“请进”声后，小许老师探头进来。 　　“林老师。”小许老师有点尴尬地冲她开口。 　　“找我？”林晚星指着自己。 　　“对，我们班主任王老师，现在找你过去一趟。我们班林鹿还有其他两个同学的妈妈来学校了，说要找你……”
Chapter 19 Into V Two conditions for offside penalty: 1. Position conditions: If the player is closer to the opponent's end line than the ball, that is, he is in an offside position. This is an exception in the following cases: 1) the player is in his own half and 2) at least two opposing players are closer to the opponent's end line.　　2. Time conditions: ...... 　　It's been 12 hours since the end of that game.　　Lin Wanxing was lying on the hard bed in the dormitory, holding her mobile phone, inexplicably flipping up the rules of the football game, and couldn't fall asleep.　　Outside the window, there is the sound of insects that are common in late summer and early autumn, and the wind is cool at night.　　The light of her mobile phone illuminated a small area of the bedboard on it, and although she had been lying flat for a long time, she still couldn't hear the sound on the pitch in her ears.　　At the end of that game, they won the game with a total score of 2:2 against Ping'an Ning Experimental Middle School.　　There was no such thing as extra time in qualifying, so the game ended with Chen Jianghe's one-on-one shot after a long run to halftime.　　The final whistle of the game was agitated, and the faces of the students of the Anning experiment were dazed, all of which were deeply imprinted in Lin Wanxing's mind.　　And the players in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School reminded Lin Wanxing of a small video he had watched. In the video, the owner brings a basin of milk, and her students are like puppies that plunge into the milk, and the milk splashes and the puppies wag their tails happily.　　The peace and tranquility experiment was a miracle, so on the way back, the students shouted excitedly in the minibuses.　　And the "coach" she temporarily hired left after the game. Although Lin Wanxing also proposed to go to dinner together, the other party did not have this will. However, they finally added WeChat, and there will be opportunities to contact them in the future.　　Lin Wanxing sat at the back of the minibus, and outside the window was the wind that blew through the rice fields and became sweet. She listened to the hoarse and excited voices of the boys, and thought that they probably still enjoyed playing football.　　Later, Lin Wanxing invited all the students to a meal of KFC.　　She and everyone sat around the longest table at KFC, filled with all sorts of fried chicken and snacks, golden in color.　　In the beginning, the students were all immersed in eating. They drank Coke and happily exchanged details of the game, as if they remembered every moment very clearly.　　Coke, fried chicken, happy boys, these combinations can easily cause a person's sense of well-being.　　Lin Wanxing sat in the store, thinking that if they could keep winning, it would seem to be good.　　But gradually, perhaps it is easy for people to get sleepy after they are full, and because after they are quiet, the feeling of fatigue rises, and everyone doesn't talk much.　　Lin Wanxing drank all the Coke in the cup.　　Suddenly, I heard a student ask, if there is a draw this time, will the end continue?　　The sound of talking and chewing faded away, and finally the only sound of carbon dioxide in the cola could be heard tumbling and shattering in a paper cup.　　Thinking of this, Lin Wanxing switched to the mobile browser page again and read the schedule rules on the official website of the league.　　As for the student's final question, she could only say that from the perspective of theory and reality, they do have a chance to play in the extra game.　　However, the specific schedule still depends on the arrangement of the organizing committee.　　At the end of the day, Lin Wanxing added some money to the minibus driver and asked him to send each student to his doorstep.　　At the time of separation, the silence and confusion brought about by exhaustion washed away the first excitement of the students after winning.　　The students got on the bus in twos and threes, but Fu Xinshu didn't, because the place where he had to work was downstairs from KFC where they had dinner.　　So to send off the other classmates, Lin Wanxing and Xiaofu sat on the benches in the square for a while.　　Fu Xinshu was very silent at first, but in fact, Lin Wanxing could see that he had obviously won the game, but Xiao Fu's classmate was so heavy that he was as sad as if he had lost.　　Lin Wanxing poured the leftover Coke from the family bucket into a paper cup, and shared half a cup with Fu Xinshu.　　The moment Xiaofu received the paper cup, he said, "Teacher, I didn't receive anything." Lin Wanxing gulped a sip of Coke and did not speak.　　Fu Xinshu looked a little nervous: "I lied to Qin Ao, Chen Jianghe and you, and then I went through all the things on my school desk and schoolbag, but I didn't receive anything." Lin Wanxing looked at her students, Fu Xinshu's eyes didn't know if it was because of exhaustion or some other reason, there were a lot of red bloodshots.　　"It's okay." She said.　　The boy was really sad, and he had grass clippings on his arms that had not been knocked off, because he had fallen today, and he was bruised and purple on them.　　Fu Xinshu began to speak, and Lin Wanxing listened quietly.　　He said that he thought that someone wanted to help him and organize them to play football together in this way, so he deceived Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe.　　Because he has been playing football since he was a child, he has not been able to keep up with his studies. Now I work as an apprentice in a barber shop, so that I can have a job in my craft after I can't get into college.　　At that time, he felt that if someone helped him, he would be everyone's last game, and if he lost, he would die. But now that it is a draw, he sees hope again, and he really wants to go further with everyone.　　He also said that he was pretty sure it was a miracle that they were able to draw now, but if it had been put in the past, the Anning experiment was no match for them at all. If they can also have systematic football training, they will definitely be able to play better than they are now.　　He also admits that he really wants to train and that if the league is doing well, maybe he will have a chance to continue playing football. But football is a game of 11 people, and not all classmates should accompany him, and many families still think that the college entrance examination is more important.　　Lin Wanxing kept listening.　　Listen to the worries of the teenager, the longing of the teenager and the despair of the teenager.　　"Teacher, I don't have much of a chance in my life.That's what Fu Xinshu said at the end.　　The moonlight flowed into the house along the window, Lin Wanxing was lying on the bed, the mobile phone screen was dimming in her memories, but she couldn't sleep at all.　　She simply rolled over, sat down at her desk, turned on her computer, and logged on to the official website of the school's academic affairs office.　　Hongjing No. 8 Middle School's Ping'an Ning experiment is extremely insignificant news.　　Even within the sports group of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, it didn't cause any shock.　　Lin Wanxing reported the results of the game to Mr. Qian on WeChat, and Mr. Qian only mentioned the matter at the end of the regular meeting of the sports group on Monday.　　The PE teachers were surprised by the score and affirmed her work, but there was no further discussion.　　Lin Wanxing couldn't help it, but still mentioned the possibility of extra matches to the teachers And, she paused and fought for the students: "I think our school's football team really has potential, if they are organized for professional training, maybe they can play in the Youth Super League, achieve better results, and win glory for the school." After she finished speaking, the teachers in the PE group looked at each other, as if they didn't know how she could have such an idea.　　"Mr. Kobayashi's enthusiasm for his work is worthy of recognition." 　　"The achievements made so far are also obvious to all." 　　"But these students are all in their third year of high school, and our physical education classes are all borrowed by the teachers of various subjects, so how can the students have this time to train?" 　　"Even if students can squeeze out time, parents can't agree to us tossing like this?" 　　"It's better to have more than one thing." 　　Lin Wanxing: "Then we still have play-offs, so we have to work hard." As she said this, there was a knock on the door outside the athletic office.　　After Team Leader Zhao's "please come in" sound, Teacher Xiao Xu probed in.　　"Teacher Lin." Teacher Xiao Xu spoke at her a little embarrassed.　　"Looking for me?" Lin Wanxing pointed at herself.　　"Yes, our homeroom teacher, Mr. Wang, is looking for you now. The mothers of our class Linlu and two other classmates came to school and said they were looking for you......"

第20章 家长 　　408， 高三年级教师办公室①。 　　正是上课时间，办公室里只有小部分老师在批改作业。 　　林晚星跟着小许老师走进去，只能听到翻动试卷和薄本的声音。 　　在办公室角落位置， 有三位家长模样的人， 和一位短发女老师。 　　林晚星向那边走了过去。 　　林鹿的班主任姓王，由小许老师介绍，林晚星先和王老师打了个招呼。 　　而剩下的三位家长中，林鹿的妈妈很好认。他们母子有同样的大眼睛和牛奶一样白的皮肤。 　　女士目光忧虑，显得很不安， 和林晚星想象中气愤的家长模样完全不同。 　　林晚星想了想，还是伸出手，先开口：“林鹿妈妈你好， 我是林晚星。” 　　林鹿妈妈赶紧站起来， 显得拘谨：“小林老师？” 　　“是我。” 　　这好像也是林晚星第一次有面对学生家长的情况， 在某种程度上，这也超出她的以往经验。 　　所以， 林晚星和林鹿妈妈面对面站了一会儿，直到另外的家长开口：“您是他们昨天的带队老师？” 　　“您是……祁亮妈妈？”林晚星端详着另一位女士，凭着长相的相似程度，她猜测道。 　　“是啊， 我是祁亮他妈。”女士放下包，站起来。 　　还有一位家长，林晚星猜，应该是俞明的母亲。 　　“你们今天一起来学校， 孩子们还好吗？”林晚星问。 　　“我们家小亮是没什么事， 就是身上青一块紫一块的， 看着都心疼。不过他们家林鹿昨天晚上就进医院了。我们几个有个小家长群，昨天讨论了下，就不明白学校是怎么回事？孩子都高三了，学习是第一要务，为什么还组织他们踢比赛。” 　　祁亮妈妈机关枪似地说了一通。 　　林晚星却只能听到“林鹿进医院”几个字：“林鹿还好吗？” 　　林鹿妈妈：“鹿鹿回来就一直说腿疼，洗澡的时候还摔了一跤，我们赶紧把他送到医院。” 　　“医生怎么说？” 　　“医生拍了片，说骨头没事，但是韧带有拉伤，建议在家静养几天……”林鹿的妈妈看了她一眼，然后像鼓起勇气似地说，“所以，我今天来，一是想给鹿鹿请个假，还有就是想找学校负责人问问，孩子都高三了，为什么还要欺负我们。” 　　林鹿妈妈说得非常委屈。 　　听到韧带拉伤，林晚星稍稍安心一些，然后也有不解：“学校哪里欺负他们了？” 　　祁亮妈妈一听这话，反而火气上来了：“你们学校不就是因为我们孩子学习成绩差点，就让他们去踢球，这种事情你们怎么不组织班干部去？” 　　“但林鹿、祁亮还是付新书陈江河他们，他们之前不是一个足球队的吗？他们有这个专长，也踢得很好，这也是很难得大家再次一起踢比赛的机会，这和他们的成绩没有关系。” 　　“怎么就没关系了？我们送孩子来念高中，是指望他们考大学，你们学校天天组织这种课外活动，影响我们孩子学习了，更别提人家林鹿还受伤了。”祁亮妈妈说。 　　“但祁亮的成绩一直很稳定，一次足球比赛，应该影响不了什么。” 　　闻言，祁亮妈妈的脸色立刻难看起来：“你什么意思，我儿子就算成绩不好，也轮不到你讽刺。” 　　“小林老师！”林鹿班主任王老师突然叫住她，大概出于对她的保护，王老师给家长们解释，“小林老师是我们学校新来的实习生，也就是带孩子们去参加一次比赛。家长的意见，我们老师也是明白了，以后肯定不会组织孩子们再去踢球了。” 　　“可他们拼尽全力，才很不容易才争取到下一次加赛机会，为什么不让能让他们继续呢？”林晚星反问。 　　旁边批改作业的老师也忍不住，向他们这里看来：“实习老师就少说两句。” 　　林晚星倒没有生气，她反而很平静地看着三位家长：“你们都认为，组织孩子们踢球会影响他们学习。但据我了解，他们高一时期还有训练，但高二就完全没有了。所以，我们可以比较一他们11个学生高一和高二年级的成绩，看看是否有明显的变化。” 　　林晚星说完，在桌前犹豫了下，看向林鹿的班主任王老师：“这个白纸和笔，我可以用一下吗？” 　　王老师怔了下，最后缓缓点了下头。 　　“因为昨天我们赢得很不容易，所以我晚上睡不着，就上学校教务处网站，查了一下他们几个的成绩。” 　　林晚星边说，边弯着腰拿起笔，在桌上的白纸画了一个表格。最左边写上了11位学生的姓名。 　　“我昨天看了下他们每学年重要考试的成绩，但是写成绩的话不直观。我就计算他们高一和高二重要考试的平均年级排名，写一下。” 　　林晚星在表格最上放两栏分别写了“高一”和“高二”，开始填数据。 　　这个过程很快，她拿起表格，俞明妈妈开就问：“这两列排名能看出什么来？” 　　“因为你们刚才的观点是，踢球影响他们的学习，所以我们可以比较他们踢球和不踢球时的成绩，看看是否真有不同。” 　　“我们小亮成绩是稳定。”祁亮妈妈眼疾手快，指道，“但人家付新书的排名，不是从年级655涨到了630，有很明显的进步。” 　　“但这个看上去很明显的进步，不一定具有统计学上的意义，能证明足球影响了他们的学习。”林晚星顿了顿，“比如秦敖的平均排名，从678变成了690，不踢球反而退步了？” 　　“那你说要怎么办？” 　　“我们可以利用统计工具，做一个非常简单的平均数差异显著性检验，看看踢球是否真的影响了他们成绩。” 　　她说到这里，办公室里已经没有什么声音了，于是只能慎重地问：“我是直接写结果，还是写一下计算过程？” 　　“小林老师，你就干脆点，想说什么就直接说吧。”王老师一脸头疼的模样。 　　“那我直接说结果吧，相对科学的统计分析结果是，11位学生高一、高二的重要考试的平均年级排名不存在显著差异，是否踢球，可能并不影响他们的成绩。” 　　办公室里静得落针可闻，家长和其他老师们，都迟钝了一段时间。 　　然后，祁亮妈妈终于说：“不就是想说我们孩子成绩差，踢不踢球都一样，用得着这么拐弯抹角吗” 　　“我不是这个意思。”林晚星震惊。 　　“不是这个意思，你干嘛写我们祁亮每学期都排七百多名？”祁亮妈妈脸都气绿了。 　　林鹿妈妈低着头，同样看着纸上的数字，很难过地说：“是我们教育不好，但我们也没办法啊。我知道他们以前是很喜欢踢球，但他们已经高三了，是人生中最重要的一年。我们就希望他们能好好读书，能考上个好一点的大学，走一条稳稳妥妥的路。” 　　王老师赶紧抽了张纸巾给林鹿妈妈，并对她说：“小林老师，你对孩子的情况不了解，就不要发言了。” 　　这基本已经是很严厉的措辞了，林晚星微微垂眸，很多瞬间无法遏制地出现在她脑海中，以至于她脱口而出：“考上一个好的大学，就真的稳妥了吗？” 　　王老师气得要拍桌了。 　　林晚星顿了顿，突然有些不知道该说什么：“我不是您想的那个意思，我也没有抬杠，我只是，有点不确定。” 　　“这些孩子，可能是有足球方面的天赋，但我们都知道，踢足球要出头还是太难了。家长和我们老师督促他们读书考大学，也就是他们能上一个更好的人生平台，以后能走一条更宽阔平坦的人生道路。” 　　王老师的回答几乎要说服林晚星，这几乎是她曾经所完全坚信的东西，但现在，她只能说：“其实有时候，路是越走越窄的。” 　　办公室里，不知为何，安静下来。 　　学生家长也好老师也罢，都怔住了。 　　他们像既不明白她为什么要杠到现在，也很像倏忽间的迷惘。 　　“我知道你想说什么。”旁边在批改作业的中年老师，终于开口：“你就想说，孩子们现在放弃足球好好读书，就算考个好大学以后就真的有用了吗？但小老师，你还年轻，可能读了很多鸡汤，也有一腔热血，但实际上，成绩就是根本。” 　　林晚星依然有很多情绪，也充满困惑和迷惘。 　　但她面前，是对孩子未来充满忧虑的家长，在她背后，同样没有做好充足准备迎接未来人生的学生们。 　　“这样吧，给我个机会，好吗？”林晚星说，“把你们的孩子交给我，我可以保证，你们的孩子都能考上你们心目中认为理想的大学。但我没办法保证，他们都能走上人生的宽阔坦途。” 　　“你年纪轻轻，口气是真的不小。” 　　“您可以去查7年前我省的高考新闻，文科状元，写的是我的名字。”林晚星说。
Chapter 20 Parents 408, Senior 3rd Grade Teacher's Office (1).　　It was class time, and there were only a small number of teachers in the office grading homework.　　Lin Wanxing followed Teacher Xiao Xu in, and could only hear the sound of flipping the test papers and thin books.　　In the corner of the office, there are three parents and a female teacher with short hair.　　Lin Wanxing walked over there.　　Lin Lu's homeroom teacher is surnamed Wang, and was introduced by Teacher Xiao Xu, and Lin Wanxing said hello to Teacher Wang first.　　Among the remaining three parents, Lin Lu's mother is very recognizable. Their mother and son have the same big eyes and skin as white as milk.　　The lady's eyes were worried and she looked very uneasy, which was completely different from the angry parents that Lin Wanxing imagined.　　Lin Wanxing thought about it, but still stretched out her hand and spoke first: "Hello Lin Lu's mother, I'm Lin Wanxing." Lin Lu's mother hurriedly stood up and looked reserved: "Teacher Xiaolin? "It's me." 　　This seems to be the first time that Lin Wanxing has faced the parents of students, and to some extent, this is also beyond her previous experience.　　So, Lin Wanxing and Lin Lu's mother stood face to face for a while, until the other parents spoke: "You were their leading teacher yesterday?" "You are...... Qi Liang's mother? Lin Wanxing looked at the other lady, and with the similarity of their appearances, she guessed.　　"yes, I'm Qi Liang's mother." The lady put down her bag and stood up.　　There is also a parent, Lin Wanxing guessed, should be Yu Ming's mother.　　"You're coming to school today, how are the kids?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Our Xiaoliang is fine, but he is blue and purple on his body, and he feels distressed when he looks at it. However, their family Lin Lu was admitted to the hospital last night. A few of us have a small parent group, and after discussing it yesterday, I don't understand what is going on at the school? The children are in their third year of high school, and learning is the first priority, so why do you still organize them to play games. Qi Liang's mother said like a machine gun.　　Lin Wanxing could only hear the words "Lin Lu entered the hospital": "Is Lin Lu okay?" Lin Lu's mother: "Lulu kept saying that his leg hurt when he came back, and he fell while taking a shower, so we rushed him to the hospital." "What did the doctor say?" 　　"The doctor took a film and said that the bone is fine, but the ligament is strained, and it is recommended to recuperate at home for a few days......" Lin Lu's mother glanced at her, and then said as if she had plucked up courage, "So, I came today, first, I want to ask Lulu for a leave, and I also want to ask the person in charge of the school, the children are in their third year of high school, why do they still bully us." Lin Lu's mother said very aggrieved.　　Hearing the ligament strain, Lin Wanxing was a little relieved, and then she was also puzzled: "Where did the school bully them?" When Qi Liang's mother heard this, she became angry: "Isn't your school just because our children have poor academic performance, so they let them play football, why don't you organize class cadres to go to this kind of thing?" "But Lin Lu and Qi Liang still pay a new book to Chen Jianghe, weren't they a football team before? They've got that expertise and they've played very well, so it's a rare opportunity for everyone to play together again, and it has nothing to do with their results. "Why doesn't it matter? We send our children to high school, counting on them to be admitted to college, and your school organizes this kind of extracurricular activity every day, which affects our children's learning, not to mention that Lin Lu is also injured. Qi Liang's mother said.　　"But Qi Liang's results have been very stable, and a football match shouldn't affect anything." 　　Hearing this, Qi Liang's mother's face immediately turned ugly: "What do you mean, even if my son's grades are not good, it will not be your turn to be sarcastic." "Kobayashi-sensei!" Teacher Wang, the head teacher of Lin Lu, suddenly stopped her, probably out of protection for her, Teacher Wang explained to the parents, "Teacher Xiaolin is a new intern in our school, that is, to take the children to participate in a competition. The opinions of parents, our teachers, also understand, will definitely not organize children to play football again in the future. "But they tried their best, and it was not easy to get the next chance to play, so why not let them continue?" Lin Wanxing asked rhetorically.　　The teacher who was grading the homework next to him couldn't help but look at them: "The intern teacher will say a few words." Lin Wanxing was not angry, but she looked at the three parents very calmly: "You all think that organizing children to play football will affect their learning. But as far as I know, they still had training in the first year of high school, but they didn't have it at all in the second year of high school. So, we can compare the grades of 11 of their 11 students in their first and second years of high school to see if there is a significant change. After Lin Wanxing finished speaking, she hesitated at the table and looked at Lin Lu's homeroom teacher, Teacher Wang: "Can I use this blank paper and pen?" Teacher Wang was stunned, and finally nodded slowly.　　"Because it was not easy for us to win yesterday, I couldn't sleep at night, so I went to the website of the school's academic affairs office and checked their results." 　　Lin Wanxing said as she bent down to pick up the pen and drew a table on the white paper on the table. On the far left are the names of the 11 students.　　"I looked at the results of their important exams for each school year yesterday, but it is not intuitive to write the results. I'll just calculate their average grade rankings for important exams in the first and second years of high school and write about it. Lin Wanxing put two columns at the top of the table and wrote "high school one" and "high school two" respectively, and began to fill in the data.　　The process was very fast, she picked up the table, and Yu Ming's mother asked, "What can you see from these two columns?""Because your point is that playing affects their learning, we can compare their performance when they play and when they don't play to see if there's a real difference." 　　"Our Xiaoliang's results are stable." Qi Liang's mother was quick and pointed out, "But the ranking of new books has not risen from 655 to 630 in grades, and there has been obvious improvement." "But this seemingly obvious improvement, not necessarily statistically significant, proves that football has affected their learning." Lin Wanxing paused, "For example, Qin Ao's average ranking has changed from 678 to 690, and he has regressed instead of playing?" "And what do you say you're going to do?" 　　"We can use statistical tools and do a very simple mean difference significance test to see if the kicking really affects their performance." 　　When she said this, there was no sound in the office, so she could only ask cautiously: "Do I write the results directly, or do I write about the calculation process?" "Mr. Kobayashi, you just order it, and just say what you want to say." Teacher Wang had a headache on his face.　　"Then let me talk about the results directly, the results of relatively scientific statistical analysis are that there is no significant difference in the average grade rankings of the important exams of the 11 students in the first and second years of high school, and whether they play football or not may not affect their grades." 　　The office was so quiet that the pins were falling, and the parents and other teachers were sluggish for a while.　　Then, Qi Liang's mother finally said: "Don't you just want to say that our children have poor grades, and it's the same whether they play football or not, so they need to beat around the bush like this" "That's not what I meant." Lin Wanxing was shocked.　　"That's not what you mean, why did you write that we Qi Liang lined up more than 700 people every semester?" Qi Liang's mother's face turned green with anger.　　Lin Lu's mother lowered her head, also looked at the numbers on the paper, and said sadly: "It's because our education is not good, but we can't help it." I know they used to love playing football, but they're in their third year of high school and it's the most important year of their lives. We hope that they can study hard, be admitted to a better university, and take a steady and secure path. Teacher Wang hurriedly took out a tissue and gave it to Lin Lu's mother, and said to her, "Teacher Xiaolin, if you don't know about the child's situation, don't speak." This is basically a very harsh wording, Lin Wanxing lowered her eyes slightly, and many moments appeared in her mind irrepressibly, so that she blurted out: "Is it really safe to be admitted to a good university?" Teacher Wang was so angry that he was about to slap the table.　　Lin Wanxing paused, and suddenly didn't know what to say: "I don't mean what you think, I didn't raise the bar, I'm just, a little unsure." "These kids may have a talent for football, but we all know that it's still too hard to get ahead in football. Parents and our teachers urge them to study and go to university, that is, they can go to a better life platform and take a broader and flat life path in the future. Teacher Wang's answer almost convinced Lin Wanxing that this was almost something she once fully believed, but now, she can only say: "In fact, sometimes, the road is getting narrower and narrower." The office, for some reason, was quiet.　　Whether it is the parents of the students or the teachers, they are all stunned.　　They didn't seem to understand why she had come up to now, and they were also like a sudden confusion.　　"I know what you're trying to say." The middle-aged teacher next to him who was correcting his homework finally spoke: "You just want to say, if the children give up football and study hard, even if they are admitted to a good university, will it really be useful?" But little teacher, you are still young, you may have read a lot of chicken soup, and you also have a lot of enthusiasm, but in fact, grades are fundamental. Lin Wanxing still has a lot of emotions, and she is also full of confusion and confusion.　　But in front of her, parents who are full of worries about their children's future, and behind her, there are also students who are not fully prepared for the future life.　　"Well, give me a chance, okay?" Lin Wanxing said, "Give me your children, and I can guarantee that your children will be admitted to the university that you think is ideal." But I can't guarantee that they will all be able to embark on a broad and smooth path in life. "You're young, and your tone is really not small." 　　"You can check the news of the college entrance examination in our province 7 years ago, the top student in liberal arts, and it is written in my name." Lin Wanxing said.

第21章 麻烦 　　21 　　说出那句话的时候， 林晚星承认自己是有些冲动。 　　毕竟站在家长面前，说“我是一省文科状元把你们孩子交给我”，无论如何听上去太过自信嚣张。 　　林晚星已经做好被嘲讽的准备。 　　但让她没想到的是， 学生家长包括旁边老师在内， 他们在怔愣数秒后，都不约而同拿起手机。 　　“‘lin’是双木林，wanxing是夜晚的星星那个晚星？”祁亮妈妈的语气突然温和。 　　“啊，是。” 　　林晚星答完，家长们开始埋头搜索起来。 　　他们认真看了一会儿搜索条目，然后有点不可置信地问道：“这上面那个‘林晚星’， 永川实验中学的，真的是你吗？” 　　“是我。” 　　“小林老师，您真要给我们孩子补课？”俞明妈妈眼睛亮了。 　　“这怎么好意思呢。”祁亮妈妈立刻跟上。 　　“我不是说补课。” 　　面对目光灼灼的家长， 林晚星懵逼， 不知为何话题突变。 　　“我知道我知道， 教育部严禁老师给学生课外补课，您就在学校里多费心。” 　　林晚星很想把话题导上正轨， 但家长们一致将“让孩子们考上理想的大学”和“补课”挂钩。 　　很快，话题已经进展到，家长们在小群一致表决通过，如果学生们月考成绩有进步， 就同意让她继续带他们，就算偶尔踢个比赛，他们也不反对。 　　“小林老师，你说能让孩子们考上理想的大学， 我们家长也要看到阶段性成果不是嘛。” 　　祁亮妈妈用一锤定音的语气说道。 　　林晚星忍不住看向旁边林鹿的班主任王老师。她在高三年级教师办公室， 被家长们拉着给学生补课， 怎么看都像在暗示老师们的教学工作不到位。 　　但王老师和旁边其他两位老师，在最开始的尴尬后，现在都是一副好整以暇的模样。 　　“我们其实一直很关心林鹿、陈江河他们几个孩子，小林老师既然曾经是我们省的文科状元，学习上肯定有自己的一套方法，愿意拿出来帮助他们，很好啊。”林鹿班主任王老师说。 　　“有时间限制，也有目标感，我看很好嘛。” 　　旁边戴眼镜的中年老师也这么说。 　　三方同意，这件事就这么敲定下来。 　　林晚星走出高三年级教师办公室时，被迎面的风一吹，她也没想到，自己第一次面对家长，会有这样的结果。 　　“你刚才真的太冲动了。”一旁，送她出来的小许老师这么说，“你真的不知道那几个学生有多烂。” 　　林晚星询问地看着小许老师。 　　小许老师像憋了很久似的，对她吐槽道；“林鹿和俞明，都是我们班的，我特别清楚。他们就是老师都懒得管得的垃圾学生，他们从来不交作业，每天上课除了睡觉就是玩手机。但只要他们不影响教室纪律，没有一个任课老师会说一个字。” 　　“这么严重啊。”林晚星大概也知道他们很混，没想到竟然这么混。 　　“陈江河，是有个叫陈江河的吧？”小许老师说，“他经常连课都不来上，有次不知道什么事，他在一个数学老师办公桌前面站了整整一天，一整天，一个屁都不放，也不走，就不知道学校为什么还不把开除。” 　　林晚星眉头轻蹙，还没来得及说话，就听到小许老师说：“最严重的是那个付新书，你不会不知道吧，他是个小偷。” 　　那天，林晚星站在风口，听小许老师扒着栏杆，给她讲了很久她的学生。 　　初秋的风并不算冷，但吹在耳畔，仍烈烈作响。虽然昨日一场球赛，让林晚星觉得她和她的学生们好像经历了很多，但其实，他们也都有她从未见过的那一面。 　　用小许老师的话来说，他们是学生，但也是她，彻头彻尾的麻烦。 　　像要印证什么似的，在她承诺完的第二天早上，回家得到家长通知的“小麻烦精们”，纷纷踏入她体育办公室大门。 　　先来的是秦敖和俞明。 　　林晚星提着学校食堂买的茶叶蛋和麻球走到办公室门口，就看到秦敖坐在她的办公座位上，俞明则蹲在一边，很明显没睡醒的样子。 　　秦敖不仅吃着她桌上的毛毛虫软糖，还从口袋里摸了包烟出来，看起来如果她再不上班，秦敖很可能直接把烟点上。 　　林晚星看了眼墙上的钟，很怀疑她现在处于还没睡醒时的幻觉状态：“现在是六点半吧，你们怎么在这里？” 　　“因为我妈妈说，‘省高考文科状元’小林老师说，要给我们补课，让我学‘程门立雪’。所以我一早上就被赶出来了。” 　　“成语用得不错。”林晚星笑了，“那你能先从老师的椅子上站起来，给老师让个位置吗？” 　　秦敖不情不愿地挪着屁股，最后还是站了起来，把位置让给她。 　　林晚星也没坐下，按照她每天早上的工作流程。 　　她先去给自己泡了杯茶，然后把器材室的窗户打开，拿一块干抹布，简单擦拭层架。再然后，她又换另外一块布，擦拭她的办公桌面和周围的储物架。 　　当她拿出鸡毛掸给墙面的“体育器材借还须知”掸灰的时候，秦敖同学终于忍不住说道：“你在干嘛？” 　　“打扫卫生啊。” 　　秦敖站在墙根边，指了指自己和蹲着的俞明同学：“那我们干嘛，你就这么把们我晾着，不上课？” 　　“你们不会真想补课吧？”林晚星震惊。 　　秦敖和俞明对视一眼，俞明直接说：“老大，小林老师说不补课，那我们的计划怎么办？” 　　“你跟我妈开玩笑那？”秦敖没理俞明，一脸被堵得说不出话的样子，他嘲讽道，“你不是还跟俞明他妈什么，喊着要带我们考上理想的大学？” 　　秦敖声音很大，震得器材室窗户仿佛都在颤抖。 　　林晚星放下鸡毛掸子，转过身，认真看了一会儿她的学生。 　　“你是真的想考大学吗？”她很平静地问道。 　　一瞬间，秦敖完全怔住。 　　男生怒目圆睁，连眼角下的疤都显得狰狞。但除此之外，还有很多茫然。 　　林晚星把墙面掸完，将掸子归回原位，最后在自己的椅子里坐下。 　　“我说要带你们补课，是因为你们父母不同意你们参加下次的加赛。但我觉得，是否参赛这件事不该由他们决定，而是该看你们自己，所以想帮你们争取一下。” 　　“然后你就说要带我们考大学，来争取？”秦敖质问，“你真觉得自己是什么东西，轮得到你来管我们吗？” 　　“我妈妈说了，小林老师说的是‘理想的大学’。”俞明在旁补刀，“我理想的大学是永川大学也行？” 　　“每个人都可以拥有这样的理想。”林晚星端起杯子喝了口茶，很认真地说。 　　但这句话在秦敖听来，或许就很像玩笑：“傻逼，她讽刺你呢。” 　　林晚星轻轻摇了摇头，她抬眼向外看去。 　　每天早上会来借足球的陈江河同学，例行出现在门外。 　　不过，这次同来的，还有付新书。 　　付新书一脸歉疚，而陈江河非常气愤。 　　见此情形，林晚星大概猜到，是付新书去向陈江河坦白他没收到任何东西的事实。付新书的坦白，倒并不让林晚星意外，就是现在这个时间点，让她不由得感到一丝头疼。 　　一边是生气地小秦，一边是生气的小陈。还有满怀心事的小付和一脸赖皮的小俞。 　　“不然，等人齐了，一起讲？”望着各有不满的学生，林晚星只能这样说。
Chapter 21: Trouble 21 When she said that, Lin Wanxing admitted that she was a little impulsive.　　After all, standing in front of parents and saying, "I am the champion of liberal arts in a province, hand over your children to me", no matter what, it sounds too confident and arrogant.　　Lin Wanxing is ready to be ridiculed.　　But what she didn't expect was that the parents of the students, including the teachers next to them, were stunned for a few seconds before they all picked up their phones.　　"'Lin' is the double wood forest, and wanxing is the star of the night, that evening star?" Qi Liang's mother's tone was suddenly gentle.　　"Ah, yes." 　　After Lin Wanxing answered, the parents began to bury their heads in searching.　　They looked at the search entries carefully for a while, and then asked in disbelief: "Is that 'Lin Wanxing' above here, from Yongchuan Experimental Middle School, really you?" "It's me." 　　"Teacher Xiaolin, do you really want to give our children a make-up lesson?" Yu Ming's mother's eyes lit up.　　"What's so embarrassing about that." Qi Liang's mother immediately followed.　　"I'm not talking about make-up classes." 　　Facing the scorching parents, Lin Wanxing was confused, and for some reason the topic suddenly changed.　　"I know I know, the Ministry of Education strictly prohibits teachers from giving students extracurricular make-up classes, so you just bother more in school." 　　Lin Wanxing wanted to steer the topic on the right track, but the parents unanimously linked "letting their children get admitted to the ideal university" and "making up classes".　　Soon, the topic had progressed, and the parents voted unanimously in the small group to agree to let the students continue to take them if they improved their monthly exam results, even if they played a game once in a while, they would not object.　　"Mr. Kobayashi, you said that you can let your children be admitted to the ideal university, and we parents should also see the phased results, right?" 　　Qi Liang's mother said in a decisive tone.　　Lin Wanxing couldn't help but look at Teacher Wang, Lin Lu's homeroom teacher next to her. She was in the third-grade teacher's office, and she was dragged by parents to make up lessons for students, which seemed to imply that the teachers were not doing a good job.　　But Mr. Wang and the other two teachers next to him, after the initial embarrassment, are now looking like they are all in a good place.　　"We have actually been very concerned about Lin Lu, Chen Jianghe and their children, since Mr. Xiaolin used to be the champion of liberal arts in our province, he must have his own set of methods in learning, and he is willing to take them out to help them, which is very good." Lin Lu's homeroom teacher Wang said.　　"There's a time limit, and there's a sense of purpose, which I think is good." 　　The middle-aged teacher with glasses next to him said the same.　　The three parties agreed, and the matter was finalized.　　When Lin Wanxing walked out of the third-grade teacher's office, she was blown by the oncoming wind, and she didn't expect that she would have such a result when she faced her parents for the first time.　　"You were really impulsive just now." On the side, Teacher Xiao Xu, who sent her out, said, "You really don't know how bad those students are." Lin Wanxing looked at Teacher Xiao Xu inquiringly.　　Teacher Xiao Xu complained to her as if she had been holding back for a long time; "Lin Lu and Yu Ming are both from our class, and I know it very well. They are garbage students who are too lazy for teachers to manage, they never hand in their homework, and they play with their mobile phones in class every day except for sleeping. But as long as they don't interfere with classroom discipline, none of the teachers will say a word. "It's so serious." Lin Wanxing probably knew that they were very mixed, but she didn't expect them to be so mixed.　　"Chen Jianghe, there is a person named Chen Jianghe, right?" Teacher Xiao Xu said, "He often didn't even come to class, and once he didn't know what was going on, he stood in front of a math teacher's desk for a whole day, and he didn't let out a fart, and he didn't leave, so he didn't know why the school didn't expel him." Lin Wanxing frowned slightly, and before she could speak, she heard Teacher Xiao Xu say: "The most serious thing is that Fu Xinshu, you don't know it, he is a thief." That day, Lin Wanxing stood at the tuyere, listening to Teacher Xiao Xu holding the railing and telling her about her students for a long time.　　The early autumn wind is not too cold, but it still blows fiercely in the ears. Although yesterday's ball game made Lin Wanxing feel as if she and her students had experienced a lot, in fact, they also had a side that she had never seen before.　　In the words of Teacher Xiao Xu, they are students, but they are also her, downright troublesome.　　As if to confirm something, the morning after she finished her promise, the "little troublemakers" who went home and were notified by their parents stepped into the door of her sports office.　　The first to come were Qin Ao and Yu Ming.　　Lin Wanxing walked to the door of the office with the tea eggs and hemp balls bought in the school cafeteria, and saw Qin Ao sitting in her office seat, while Yu Ming squatted on the side, obviously not waking up.　　Qin Ao not only ate the caterpillar gummies on her table, but also took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket, it seemed that if she didn't go to work again, Qin Ao would probably light the cigarette directly.　　Lin Wanxing glanced at the clock on the wall, and was very suspicious that she was in a state of hallucination when she hadn't woken up yet: "It's half past six, why are you here?" "Because my mother said, 'Provincial College Entrance Examination Liberal Arts Champion' Teacher Kobayashi said that she would give us a make-up lesson and let me learn 'Chengmen Lixue'. So I was kicked out in the morning. "The idiom is well used." Lin Wanxing smiled, "Then can you get up from the teacher's chair first and give the teacher a place?" Qin Ao reluctantly moved his buttocks, and finally stood up and gave her his place.　　Lin Wanxing didn't sit down either, according to her workflow every morning.　　She went to make herself a cup of tea, then opened the window of the equipment room, grabbed a dry rag, and wiped down the shelves briefly.Then, she changed to another cloth to wipe down her desk and the storage shelves around her.　　When she took out the feather duster and dusted off the "Instructions for Borrowing and Returning Sports Equipment" on the wall, Qin Ao finally couldn't help but say, "What are you doing?" "Clean up." 　　Qin Ao stood at the base of the wall and pointed to himself and Yu Ming, who was squatting: "Then what are we doing, you just leave me hanging out and not going to class?" "You don't really want to make up for it, do you?" Lin Wanxing was shocked.　　Qin Ao and Yu Ming glanced at each other, and Yu Ming said directly: "Boss, Teacher Xiaolin said that he won't make up the class, so what about our plan?" "Are you kidding my mom?" Qin Ao ignored Yu Ming, his face was blocked and he couldn't speak, he mocked, "Aren't you still with Yu Ming, shouting that you want to take us to the ideal university?" Qin Ao's voice was so loud that it shook the windows of the equipment room as if they were trembling.　　Lin Wanxing put down the feather duster, turned around, and looked at her student seriously for a while.　　"Do you really want to go to university?" She asked calmly.　　For a moment, Qin Ao was completely stunned.　　The boy's eyes widened with rage, and even the scars under the corners of his eyes looked hideous. But beyond that, there's a lot of confusion.　　Lin Wanxing finished dusting the wall, returned the duster to its original position, and finally sat down in her chair.　　"I said I'm going to take you to make up the class because your parents don't agree with you to participate in the next play-off. But I don't think it's up to them to decide whether or not to participate, it's up to you, so I want to help you fight for it. "And then you said you want to take us to the university entrance examination, to fight for it?" Qin Ao asked, "Do you really think you are something, is it your turn to take care of us?" "My mother said that Mr. Kobayashi was talking about the 'ideal university.'" Yu Ming made up for it, "My ideal university is Yongchuan University?" "Everyone can have such ideals." Lin Wanxing took a sip of tea from the cup and said very seriously.　　But to Qin Ao's ears, this sentence may be very much like a joke: "Stupid, she is sarcastic about you." Lin Wanxing shook her head slightly, and she raised her eyes to look out.　　Chen Jianghe, who comes to borrow a football every morning, routinely appears outside the door.　　However, this time, there is also Fu Xinshu.　　Fu Xinshu looked apologetic, and Chen Jianghe was very angry.　　Seeing this situation, Lin Wanxing probably guessed that it was Fu Xinshu who went to confess to Chen Jianghe that he had not received anything. Fu Xinshu's confession did not surprise Lin Wanxing, it was at this point in time that she couldn't help but feel a little headache.　　On one side is the angry Xiao Qin, and on the other side is the angry Xiao Chen. There are also Xiao Fu who is full of worries and Xiao Yu who is skinny.　　"Otherwise, let's talk together?" Looking at the dissatisfied students, Lin Wanxing could only say this.

第22章 席地 　　宏景八中足球队第二次除文成业外全体代表大会， 在校体育器材室正式召开。 　　与会人员济济一堂，把并不宽阔的器材室挤得满满当当。 　　有些同学是第一次来，很意外学校竟然有这样的地方。他们围着仓库里的层架转了好几个来回， 带着那么点不可思议的兴奋。 　　人数超标， 体育器材室没那么多凳子。所以林晚星招呼学生们搬出做仰卧起坐用的软垫。 　　秦敖陈江河黑着脸杵在一旁，都不屈尊就坐，以至于其他男生也都站着不动。 　　林晚星就自己先盘腿在垫子上坐好，仰头。高大的男生们站在垫子间的小空隙中，看上去很别扭。 　　她笑了下，拍拍身边的空位：“好了宝宝们， 先坐吧。” 　　男生们你看我，我看你。在祁亮开口要说“人不能和狗一起坐”之前，林晚星抢白：“互相监督啊， 关系不好的分开坐。” 　　这下， 祁亮也懵了。 　　男生们三三两两坐下， 当然也还是有人不愿意。林晚星也就不去管他们，而是半仰头， 自顾自地说道：“大家应该都知道，找你们来是为什么吧？” 　　“老师你不会真要给我们补课吧？”门将冯锁同志嗓门最大，他一吼，整个小器材室都隆隆作响。 　　“没有啊， 别误会。” 　　林晚星坐在垫子上，很平和地给学生们解释他们父母担忧他们的学习成绩，因此不赞成他们继续参加足球比赛的事实。 　　对于成绩的事，学生们大概每天在家听得耳朵都要生茧， 一点反应也没有。但提到足球， 他们很明显烦躁起来。 　　“我个人是， 你们应自行决定是否参加接下来的比赛，所以替你们争取了下。” 　　“你争取的结果就是帮我们补课？”陈江河问。 　　“不止，我还答应他们，保证你们高三第一次月考成绩有进步。”林晚星顿了顿，在秦敖黑着脸要冷嘲热讽前，她就说，“不过那时候，你们的附加赛也该结束了，有没有进步应该无所谓吧？” 　　“老师，你的意思是我们一定踢不赢附加赛吗？” 　　“我的意思是，我答应家长给你们补课，只是权宜之计，没真要逼你们读书的意思。”林晚星说，“同样的，我也没有要求你们一定要去踢下一场附加赛，你们同样可以根据个人意愿，自由选择。” 　　林晚星说完，整个体育器材室完全安静下来。学生们对于自由选择这个词，总显得茫然无措。 　　高大的男生们挤在一起，林晚星坐在他们面前，也要微微抬起头，才能看清每个人的脸。 　　“呵。”秦敖最后踢下墙边的扫把，显得恼怒，但又不知该从哪里开始发脾气。 　　“那老师你就不管我们了？”俞明好像终于明白过来。 　　“我哪有不管你们，我这不还帮你们挡爸爸妈妈的雷嘛。”林晚星笑道。 　　“那我们……我们……该做什么？”俞明四处看看，发现他周围的同学们，也和他一样，不知道要说什么。 　　“你们可以现在出门，想做什么，就做什么。”林晚星还是盘着腿，单手支颐，很诚恳地说，“但我建议，不要违反法律，不然很麻烦。” 　　“我们现在可以走了？”冯锁回头看了看门，觉得不可思议。 　　“是。” 　　祁亮震惊：“所以你找我们来就为了告诉我们，你既没想过给我们补课，也没想过逼我们踢足球，我们很自由？” 　　“你们可以选择自己想做的事，这不重要吗？”林晚星也震惊。 　　他们大眼瞪小眼了一会儿，已经有不耐烦的同学站起来，准备走人。 　　这时，付新书开口：“如果我们准备训练，为下场比赛做准备，老师你可以给我们提供什么帮助？” 　　走到门口的同学停下来，回头看她。 　　“尽我一切所能。”林晚星很郑重地说。 　　“你有什么一切所能的？”秦敖不屑地问。 　　听上去，这确实属于嘴上说得好听的一句话。 　　不过林晚星很认真地说：“如果你们要进行训练，要解决硬件和软件两方面的问题。硬件最主要的是场地，我可以先去找体育组老师聊聊，看看学校操场能不能让我们做训练场。” 　　“就这？” 　　“如果学校不同意，你们又有继续训练的意愿，我们继续去找别的训练场地。” 　　“软件呢？” 　　“你们需要一个教练。”林晚星说。 　　“老师，你的那个小学同学，真愿意来给我们做教练？”听到这句话的时候，学生们陡然目光明亮，似乎是想起昨日比赛，还有那位突然出现的教练。 　　“你们想为接下来的比赛做准备，有训练意愿的话，我可以问。”林晚星拿出手机，看着她的学生们，等待他们的回答。 　　学生们又都愣住了，好像每到要选择的时候，他们自己又都没了主意。 　　“老师，你好像，每次都……”郑飞扬说。 　　“都在什么？”林晚星问。 　　“我也说不好，就是感觉怪怪的。” 　　“你好像总是在等我们说什么。” 　　“对，比如你一定要我们说想踢球，你再给我们找教练。” 　　说到这里，学生们都多少露出点不爽表情。 　　“是这样的。”林晚星看着一群茫然的宝宝们，很温和地说，“首先，我不想左右你们的选择，其次，我也不想承担左右你们选择的责任。” 　　“什么叫我们选择的责任？” 　　“打个比方。”林晚星打了个响指，“在你们面前是个四岔路口，往左走，是一家彩票店，你可能一时兴起买了张彩票，然后中了五百万。往右走，那里有个非常漂亮的姑娘，你们会遇上自己的一生挚爱。而我只是个和你们站在街口的路人，怎么能告诉你们该向左还是向右的？” 　　天聊着聊着，学生们都不由自主地坐下来。 　　“当然是五百万啊！”俞明叫了起来。 　　“对啊，有了五百万肯定有女朋友啊！” 　　“女人不都喜欢钱嘛？” 　　小直男们你一言我一语，好像真中了五百万那么开心，林晚星也很难得语塞。 　　秦敖冲她挑了他眉，好像在嘲笑她的举例。 　　这时，陈江河开口：“那往前走呢？” 　　他问。 　　“我不知道啊。”林晚星很遗憾地笑了起来，“没有人会知道，往前走有什么。” 　　器材室的层架依次矗立，还是昏暗并且有些闷热的空间。 　　他们头顶唯一的电风扇呼啦啦转动。 　　“说得好听，你就不想管我们，怕担责任。” 　　秦敖冷笑。 　　但可能连他自己也不清楚，为什么会有这样不痛快的情绪。 　　林晚星答：“你不是不想我管嘛，我这么做有什么问题嘛？” 　　秦敖瞪大眼睛，一个字也说不出来。 　　“而且，我也不是怕。只是你们从小到大，一路走来都在听别人的话。爸爸妈妈说上学，你们就上学；老师们说读书，就读书；有人把你们送去踢球，你们就开始踢球。但现在，你们马上或已经要十八岁了。成年人最重要的是明白一点：人有选择自己人生道路的权利，任何人都不会为你们承担责任。毕竟，五百万是你们的，一生挚爱是你们的，生活，也是你们自己的。”
Chapter 22 Sitting on the Ground The second plenary meeting of the football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School was officially held in the school's sports equipment room.　　The participants gathered together, and the equipment room, which was not very spacious, was packed.　　Some of the students came here for the first time, and they were surprised that there was such a place in the school. They circled the shelves in the warehouse several times, with a little bit of incredible excitement.　　The number of people is exceeded, and there are not so many stools in the sports equipment room. So Lin Wanxing beckoned the students to bring out the cushions for sit-ups.　　Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe sat on the side with a black face, and they didn't sit down with condescension, so that the other boys also stood still.　　Lin Wanxing sat cross-legged on the mat and raised her head. The tall boys stood in the small space between the mats, looking awkward.　　She smiled and patted the empty seat next to her, "Okay babies, sit down first." "Boys, you look at me, I look at you. Before Qi Liang opened his mouth to say, "People can't sit with dogs", Lin Wanxing grabbed the white: "Supervise each other, sit separately if you have a bad relationship." At this time, Qi Liang was also stunned.　　The boys sat down in twos and threes, and of course there were still some people who didn't want to. Lin Wanxing didn't care about them, but half-tilted his head and said to himself: "Everyone should know why they came to you, right?" "Teacher, you don't really want to give us make-up lessons, do you?" Goalkeeper Comrade Feng Suo had the loudest voice, and as soon as he roared, the entire small equipment room rumbled.　　"No, don't get me wrong." 　　Sitting on a mat, Lin Wanxing calmly explained to the students that their parents were concerned about their academic performance and therefore did not approve of them continuing to participate in football matches.　　When it comes to grades, students are calloused at home every day, and they don't react at all. But when it comes to football, they're clearly irritated.　　"Personally, it's up to you to decide whether or not to participate in the next competition, so I'm fighting for you." 　　"The result you're trying to get is to help us make up for the lessons?" Chen Jianghe asked.　　"Not only that, but I also promised them to ensure that your results in the first monthly exam of the third year of high school will improve." Lin Wanxing paused, and before Qin Ao was about to sneer with a dark face, she said, "But at that time, your play-offs should also be over, it shouldn't matter if there is progress or not, right?" "Teacher, do you mean we can't win the play-offs?" 　　"I mean, I promised your parents to give you make-up lessons, but it was just a stopgap measure, and I didn't really mean to force you to study." Lin Wanxing said, "In the same way, I don't ask you to play the next play-off game, you can also choose freely according to your personal wishes. After Lin Wanxing finished speaking, the entire sports equipment room was completely quiet. Students are always at a loss for the word "free choice".　　The tall boys were huddled together, and Lin Wanxing sat in front of them, and he had to raise his head slightly to see everyone's face.　　"Huh." Qin Ao finally kicked off the broom on the wall, looking annoyed, but he didn't know where to start his temper.　　"Then you don't care about us, teacher?" Yu Ming seemed to finally understand.　　"I don't care about you, don't I still help you block the thunder of your parents." Lin Wanxing said with a smile.　　"Shall we ...... We...... What to do? Yu Ming looked around and found that the classmates around him, like him, didn't know what to say.　　"You can go out now and do whatever you want." Lin Wanxing was still cross-legged, supported with one hand, and said very sincerely, "But I suggest, don't break the law, otherwise it will be very troublesome." "Can we go now?" Feng Suo looked back at the door and felt incredible.　　"Yes." 　　Qi Liang was shocked: "So you came to us just to tell us that you didn't think about giving us make-up lessons, nor did you think about forcing us to play football, we are very free?" "Doesn't it matter that you can choose what you want to do?" Lin Wanxing was also shocked.　　They stared at each other for a moment, and already the impatient classmates stood up and prepared to leave.　　At this time, Fu Xinshu spoke: "If we are preparing for training and preparing for the next game, what can you help us, teacher?" The classmate who walked to the door stopped and looked back at her.　　"Do everything I can." Lin Wanxing said solemnly.　　"What can you do?" Qin Ao asked disdainfully.　　It sounds like it's a nice phrase to say.　　However, Lin Wanxing said seriously: "If you want to train, you have to solve both hardware and software problems. The most important thing about the hardware is the venue, I can talk to the PE teacher first to see if the school playground can make us a training ground. "That's it?" 　　"If the school doesn't agree, and you want to continue training, we'll continue to find another training venue." 　　"What about software?" 　　"You need a coach." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Teacher, that elementary school classmate of yours, is he really willing to come and coach us?" When they heard this, the students' eyes suddenly brightened, as if they remembered yesterday's game and the coach who suddenly appeared.　　"You want to prepare for the next game, if you want to train, I can ask." Lin Wanxing took out her phone and looked at her students, waiting for their answers.　　The students were stunned again, as if they had no idea when it came time to choose.　　"Teacher, you seem to ...... every time," Zheng Feiyang said.　　"What's here?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"I can't say it, I just feel weird."You always seem to be waiting for us to say something." 　　"Yes, for example, if you want us to say that you want to play, you can find us a coach." 　　Speaking of this, the students all showed a little unhappy expression.　　"That's right." Lin Wanxing looked at a group of dazed babies and said gently, "First of all, I don't want to influence your choice, and secondly, I don't want to take the responsibility of influencing your choice." "What do we call the responsibility of our choice?" 　　"Let's take an analogy." Lin Wanxing snapped his fingers, "In front of you is a fork in the road, to the left, there is a lottery shop, you may have bought a lottery ticket on a whim, and then won five million." Go to the right, there is a very beautiful girl there, and you will meet the love of your life. And I'm just a passerby standing at the corner of the street with you, how can I tell you whether to go left or right? As the days went on, the students all sat down involuntarily.　　"Five million, of course!" Yu Ming shouted.　　"Yes, with five million, there must be a girlfriend!" 　　"Don't all women like money?" 　　Little straight men, you say a word to me, as if you really won five million, Lin Wanxing is also very speechless.　　Qin Ao raised his eyebrows at her, as if he was laughing at her example.　　At this time, Chen Jianghe spoke: "What about moving forward?" He asked.　　"I don't know." Lin Wanxing laughed regretfully, "No one will know what lies ahead." The shelves of the equipment room stand one after the other, and it is still a dim and somewhat stuffy space.　　The only electric fan above their heads whirls and turns.　　"To put it nicely, you don't want to care about us, and you're afraid of taking responsibility." 　　Qin Ao sneered.　　But maybe even he doesn't know why he has such an unhappy mood.　　Lin Wanxing replied: "You don't want me to take care of it, what's wrong with me doing this?" Qin Ao's eyes widened, and he couldn't say a word.　　"And I'm not afraid. It's just that you have been listening to others all the way from childhood to adulthood. Mom and Dad said go to school, you go to school; Teachers say to read, just read; Somebody sends you to play football, and you start playing. But now, you will be eighteen years old soon. The most important thing for adults to understand is that you have the right to choose your own path in life, and no one will be responsible for you. After all, five million is yours, the love of your life is yours, and life is your own. ”

第23章 表决 　　在她面前， 学生们还处于似懂非懂的茫然状态。 　　其实林晚星也觉得，对一群十七八岁的男生们，说什么选择啊人生啊， 都太过抽象。 　　他们从小生活在甲板上、船舱里， 就算偶遇风浪，大部分时间生活都是安逸平静的。他们的人生只起航了一小段，前方海域茫茫。你突然告诉他们，每个水手都会被放逐到海上，各自漂流。这对大家来说，好像也太残酷了。 　　眼前是一张张朝气蓬勃的面孔， 林晚星微微叹了口气，决定换个话题 　　“所以，有谁准备训练的？” 　　学生们怔了下。 　　付新书举手：“我， 不管结果怎么样， 有希望的话， 我想试试。” 　　陈江河一直依墙低头站着，听到这话， 他终于瞥了付新书一眼。 　　眼神很冷，但也有一些别的什么情绪。 　　“我无所谓啊。”俞明说。 　　“大家训练我也可以。”郑飞扬同学表示。 　　“你们决定吧。需要我，我就跟着一起练练。”这是冯锁。 　　“艹，什么叫‘需要你’？没门将我们怎么踢？” 　　学生们你一言我一语， 又热络起来。 　　他们纷纷表示，如果有人踢那我也可以跟着上，没有的话不踢也无所谓。 　　秦敖自始至终没有表态。 　　“那我先给我小学同学发个微信问问。”林晚星点开了她前天新加的微信号。 　　“你们聊天记录是空的啊。”俞明坐得离她很近，突然说道。 　　“哈， 说那么多， 老师其实你是在用我们当借口， 和帅哥聊天？”郑飞扬喊道。 　　“我在给你们找教练啊，什么叫找借口和帅哥聊天，怎么可以这么冤枉老师？”林晚星喊道。 　　“怪我们怪我们。”祁亮阴阳怪气地说。 　　“那要不要发？”林晚星又好气又好笑。 　　学生们又吵吵了一会儿，林晚星发送信息前的紧张情绪，也同样被缓解了不少。 　　你之前说，回国待业……因为学生们都很喜欢你，所以我想问一下，你有空来指导一下我们学校的足球队吗？ 　　“什么叫‘学生们都很喜欢’？”祁亮又发现了华点，“噢，你不喜欢？” 　　“我觉得就还行吧！第一场比赛感觉他有点厉害。” 　　“改成‘我和学生们’，你不能总拿我们当借口。”祁亮突然换了一副苦口婆心的语气。 　　“老师，你是不是，不太会和男生聊天吗？”付新书也突然语重心长。 　　“我加我加。”林晚星立刻举手投降，按照学生们七嘴八舌的意见，把信息又编辑了一遍。 　　在学生们希冀的目光中，她把信息发送了出去。 　　接下来的一两分钟，大家都在等待回复，但始终没有提示新信息的数字亮起。林晚星干脆收起手机：“好了，等他有回复我告诉你们，接下来，我们是不是可以讨论下场地问题？” 　　“在学校操场踢球不行吗？” 　　“我先去问问学校体育组的老师可不可以。但大概率，我们只有放学后可以在学校踢一小段时间。其他时间操场都有体育课，我们不方便一直在那训练。”林晚星讲出了自己的判断。 　　“下课都五点半了，七点以后就晚自习，就一个小时，也不顶用啊。”冯锁忧心忡忡。 　　“你忘了，我们高一时候训练，五点半以后体育生也要训练，大家争操场。” 　　“我们没抢输过吧？”学生们聊着聊着，话题就变成如果打起群架要怎么处理。 　　林晚星赶忙打断他们：“你们高一那会儿是怎么训练的，整天抢操场吗？” 　　“后来我们撤了，学校旁边不是有个旧体育场吗，民用设施，我们就在那训练。” 　　“那很不错诶。”林晚星摸着下巴，“校外打架的话，跑快点儿就不会被抓，比学校里安全。 　　总之，第二次代表大会，就以大家决定随便找个地方训练为结论，告终。 　　林晚星赶学生们回去上课，付新书、秦敖and陈江河组成的有秘密小团体，却留了下来。 　　其实，本来留下的只有付新书河陈江河，但秦敖不知为何，就是不走。 　　祁亮倒数第四个离开，状作不经意地，替他们关上们。 　　但显然，现在不是解决矛盾的最好时间。 　　仓库里又变得空旷，林晚星头疼地对秦敖说：“你不是在生气嘛，现在不应该甩门走人？” 　　付新书却相当大气地说：“他也应该知道。” 　　说完，小付同学从垫子上站起来，很直接地说：“我骗了你们，我什么也没收到。” 　　秦敖猛地抬头，梗着脖子，像在怀疑自己的耳朵：“你说什么？” 　　“为了让你们参加这场足球赛，我骗你们说，我收到了‘很奇怪的东西’，但其实没有。” 　　付新书站在秦敖面前，扬起白皙的侧脸。 　　他说：“‘那个人’假设如果有‘那个人的话’，他给你们线索，让你们找到我。可能，那个线索并不是指向我，但我利用了这点。” 　　他说得很平静自然，但很显然，落在秦敖耳朵里，就完全不是那么一回事。 　　电光火石间，秦敖直接挥拳，砸在付新书脸上。 　　付新书猛地撞到墙上，暴怒的惯性让秦敖还要继续挥拳，陈江河立刻伸手，把秦敖推到墙上。 　　“操他妈你干什么？”秦敖反手挣开陈江河 　　“他就是想让你打他，你还真动手？”陈江河冷冷地说，“你自己心里有点数，你都已经被记过两次过了，再被发现打架，要被开除了！” 　　付新书的手背轻轻擦过脸颊红肿的地方，无奈地笑了。 　　自始至终，林晚星一直坐在垫子上，克制自己默不作声，不去制止男生们的摩擦。 　　不过，这也是她第一次亲眼看到秦敖对同学动手，因此也对她未来的困难，有了更深刻的认识。 　　男生们都像积着团火，但也彼此克制。 　　“对不起。”付新书再次说。 　　林晚星终于开口：“如果打完的话？坐下来聊聊。” 　　秦敖不情不愿，但揍也揍过，好像也没什么别的办法。 　　从某种意义上说，林晚星觉得付新书也真是个狠人。 　　“聊什么？”秦敖没好气地坐下来。 　　“那这个小会议也需要我主持吗？”林晚星温和地笑问道。 　　秦敖双手抱在胸口，冷冷地瞥了她一眼。 　　“那我先总结下。”林晚星看着秦敖和陈江河，“首先，你们两个收到了奇怪的东西，经过解密，线索噫哗指向付新书。然后，付新书因为想让你们参加比赛，所以骗你们说，他同样收到了奇怪的东西，要是能战胜安宁实验，他就告诉你们他的东西是什么。” 　　“你废话真得多。”秦敖说。 　　林晚星笑了下：“但是，我们好像……也没战胜安宁实验啊。” 　　秦敖和陈江河突然一愣。 　　林晚星怕他们又要咋咋唬唬，继续说下去：“所以付新书也大可不把事实告诉你们，但他还是说了，讲真是我就不会这么做，随便找个理由骗你们很简单。所以，你们可以想一想，他为什么不这么做。” 　　或许是她讲得太直白，付新书低着头，脸上红肿的地方格外显眼。 　　秦敖和陈江河都愣住，欲言又止，看上去略显慌乱。 　　“好了，不要把你们思考的结果说出来，就当是他对你们真诚的队友情谊吧。”林晚星很干脆地说，“现在的事实是，付新书‘没收到’，你们也知道这件事了，我们的线索就此中断。” 　　林晚星拍屁股，从坐垫上站起，说：“散会。” 　　男生们定在坐垫上，完全蒙了。 　　“就……这？”秦敖缓慢地，吐出了两个字。 　　“今天一小知识点：其实老师也不是万能的，没办法给你们解决所有问题。”林晚星笑道，“走之前，帮我把垫子收好。”
Chapter 23 Voting In front of her, the students were still in a state of confusion as if they understood what they did not understand.　　In fact, Lin Wanxing also feels that for a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys, what choices and life are too abstract.　　They grew up on deck and in the cabin, and most of the time they lived comfortably and peacefully, even if they encountered wind and waves. Their lives have only set sail for a short time, and the sea ahead is vast. You suddenly tell them that each sailor will be banished to the sea, drifting separately. This seems too cruel for everyone.　　In front of him were full of energetic faces, Lin Wanxing sighed slightly, and decided to change the topic, "So, who is preparing to train?" 　　The students were stunned.　　Fu Xinshu raised his hand: "I, no matter what the result is, if there is hope, I want to try." Chen Jianghe had been standing with his head bowed against the wall, and when he heard this, he finally glanced at Fu Xinshu.　　His eyes were cold, but there were some other emotions.　　"I don't care." Yu Ming said.　　"I can train too." Zheng Feiyang said.　　"You decide. If you need me, I'll practice with you. "This is Feng Suo.　　", what do you mean by 'need you'? How can we kick without a goalkeeper? The students are enthusiastic again.　　They all said that if someone kicks then I can follow, and it doesn't matter if I don't kick if I don't.　　Qin Ao did not express his position from beginning to end.　　"Then I'll send a WeChat message to my elementary school classmates first." Lin Wanxing clicked on the WeChat account she added the day before yesterday.　　"Your chat history is empty." Yu Ming sat very close to her and said suddenly.　　"Ha, say so much, teacher, in fact, you are using us as an excuse to chat with handsome guys?" Zheng Feiyang shouted.　　"I'm looking for a coach for you, what do you mean by making excuses to chat with handsome guys, how can you wronged the teacher so much?" Lin Wanxing shouted.　　"Blame us, blame us." Qi Liang said in a weird manner.　　"Do you want to send it?" Lin Wanxing was angry and funny.　　The students quarreled for a while, and Lin Wanxing's nervousness before sending the message was also relieved a lot.　　You said before that you would return to your home country and be unemployed...... Because the students love you, I would like to ask, are you free to coach our school's football team?　　"What do you mean by 'students love it'?" Qi Liang found Hua Dian again, "Oh, you don't like it? "I think it's okay! In the first game, it felt like he was a bit of a good guy. "Change it to 'me and the students,' and you can't always use us as an excuse." Qi Liang suddenly changed his bitter tone.　　"Teacher, aren't you, don't you know how to talk to boys?" Fu Xinshu also suddenly spoke seriously.　　"I'll add I'll add." Lin Wanxing immediately raised her hand in surrender, and edited the information again according to the students' gossip opinions.　　In the expectant eyes of the students, she sent the message.　　For the next minute or two, everyone waited for a reply, but there was no number lit up indicating a new message. Lin Wanxing simply put away her phone: "Okay, I'll tell you when he replies, next, can we discuss the venue?" "Isn't it okay to play football in the school playground?" 　　"I'll ask the teacher in the school's PE department if it's okay. But most likely, we can only play at school for a short time after school. The rest of the time there was PE classes in the playground, so it wasn't convenient for us to train there all the time. Lin Wanxing expressed her judgment.　　"It's half past five after class, and after seven o'clock, I study late for an hour, and it's not useful." Feng Suo was worried.　　"You forget, we train in the first year of high school, and the sports students also have to train after half past five, and everyone fights for the playground." 　　"We haven't lost, have we?" As the students chatted, the topic changed to what to do if they got into a group fight.　　Lin Wanxing hurriedly interrupted them: "How did you train when you were a freshman in high school, did you grab the playground all day long?" "Then we withdrew, isn't there an old stadium next to the school, a civilian facility, where we trained." 　　"That's nice." Lin Wanxing touched her chin, "If you fight outside the school, you won't be caught if you run faster, and it's safer than in school."　　In short, the second congress ended with everyone deciding to find a random place to train.　　Lin Wanxing drove the students back to class, and there was a secret group formed by Fu Xinshu, Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe, but they stayed.　　In fact, there was only Fu Xinshu River and Chen Jianghe left, but Qin Ao didn't know why, he just didn't leave.　　Qi Liang left the fourth to the last, and inadvertently closed them for them.　　But apparently, now is not the best time to resolve the contradictions.　　The warehouse became empty again, and Lin Wanxing said to Qin Ao with a headache: "Aren't you angry, shouldn't you leave now?" Fu Xinshu said quite generously: "He should also know." After speaking, Xiao Fu stood up from the mat and said very directly: "I lied to you, I didn't receive anything." Qin Ao raised his head suddenly, stalking his neck, as if he was doubting his ears: "What did you say?" "In order to get you into this football game, I lied to you that I received 'something weird,' but I didn't." 　　Fu Xinshu stood in front of Qin Ao and raised his fair face.　　"'That person,' suppose there is 'that person,' and he gives you clues and lets you find me," he said. Perhaps, that clue didn't point to me, but I took advantage of it.He said it calmly and naturally, but it was obvious that when it fell on Qin Ao's ears, it was not the same thing at all.　　In a flash of lightning, Qin Ao directly swung his fist and smashed it on Fu Xinshu's face.　　Fu Xinshu slammed into the wall, and the inertia of his anger made Qin Ao continue to swing his fist, and Chen Jianghe immediately reached out and pushed Qin Ao against the wall.　　"What the fuck are you doing?" Qin Ao broke away from Chen Jianghe with his backhand "He just wants you to hit him, do you really do it?" Chen Jianghe said coldly, "You have points in your heart, you have already been demerit twice, and if you are caught fighting, you will be expelled!" The back of Fu Xinshu's hand gently wiped the red and swollen part of his cheek and smiled helplessly.　　From beginning to end, Lin Wanxing sat on the mat, restraining herself from being silent and not stopping the friction of the boys.　　However, this is also the first time she has seen Qin Ao do it to her classmates, so she also has a deeper understanding of her future difficulties.　　The boys are like a fire, but they also restrain each other.　　"I'm sorry." Fu Xinshu said again.　　Lin Wanxing finally spoke: "If the fight is over?" Sit down and talk. Qin Ao was reluctant, but he had beaten him, and there seemed to be no other way.　　In a sense, Lin Wanxing felt that Fu Xinshu was really a ruthless person.　　"What are you talking about?" Qin Ao sat down angrily.　　"Do you need me to preside over this little meeting?" Lin Wanxing asked with a gentle smile.　　Qin Ao clasped his hands to his chest and glanced at her coldly.　　"Then I'll sum it up first." Lin Wanxing looked at Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe, "First of all, the two of you received something strange, and after decryption, the clue pointed to Fu Xinshu." Then, because Fu Xinshu wants you to participate in the competition, he lies to you that he has also received strange things, and if he can defeat the Anning experiment, he will tell you what his things are. "You're talking a lot of." Qin Ao said.　　Lin Wanxing smiled: "However, we seem to ...... I didn't defeat the Tranquility Experiment. Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe were suddenly stunned.　　Lin Wanxing was afraid that they would bluff again, so she continued: "So Fu Xinshu can't tell you the truth, but he still said it, to tell the truth, I won't do this, it's very simple to find a reason to lie to you." So, you can think about why he didn't do it. Maybe she spoke too bluntly, Fu Xinshu lowered his head, and the red and swollen places on his face were particularly conspicuous.　　Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe were both stunned, and they stopped talking, looking slightly flustered.　　"Okay, don't talk about the results of your thoughts, just think of it as his sincere friendship with you." Lin Wanxing said very simply, "The current fact is that Fu Xinshu 'didn't receive it', and you also know about it, so our clues are interrupted." Lin Wanxing patted her buttocks, got up from the cushion, and said, "The meeting is over." The boys were fixed on their cushions, completely blindfolded.　　"That's it...... This? Qin Ao slowly spit out two words.　　"A little knowledge point today: In fact, the teacher is not omnipotent, and he can't solve all the problems for you." Lin Wanxing smiled, "Before leaving, help me put away the mat." ”

第24章 公事 　　后来， 三人组还是收好了垫子。 　　虽然，大概他们心里还有很多疑惑，不知道接下来是否还要继续足球训练， 也不清楚要怎么和付新书相处。 　　但林晚星并不想对孩子们说太多， 人总要学会自己思考，自己解决问题。 　　她所能做的，也只是趁中午时间，直接去找了体育组老师。 　　和她判断大概一致，老师们都觉得，学生们有训练的主动性， 完全拒绝也不好。所以同意他们利用学习空闲时间，进行训练。 　　划重点：该空闲时间，特指放学后到晚自习前。 　　林晚星也没什么办法， 其实在校内训练总要受多方面掣肘。最后她最后还是决定， 放学后， 带学生们去学校边那片老旧的体育场馆看看。 　　场地问题总也好解决，只要学生们有踢球的意愿， 就算找一片平整的草地也同样可以。 　　但教练问题，却不那么简单。 　　从白天到傍晚，林晚星很多次拿出手机，但青年的头像上， 从来没有亮起红色数字，她始终也没有收到任何回复消息。 　　傍晚很快到来，在学生们的互相通知下，林晚星和他们在学校边门集合， 散步去体育场。 　　五点四十的时候， 人来了7个。 　　付新书、俞明、祁亮、郑飞扬、陈卫东、冯锁， 还有陈江河。 　　另外还有两位同学智会和宋仁，被老师留堂，但托别的同学转述，说结束后会马上赶来。 　　算上脚伤的林鹿，还有闹别扭至今未出现的秦敖，这几乎是全员球队的全员了。 　　夕阳西下，林晚星带着一群高中学生走在路上。 　　男生们三三两两，一会儿在路边买炸鸡翅，一会儿又看路边橱窗里球鞋，比起去训练，气氛更像是大家一起去郊游。 　　林晚星和他们走了一会儿，快到球场的时候，终于听到有学生问：“我们练什么？” 　　“对啊，教练来吗？” 　　“他还没回我信息。”林晚星想了下，如实回答。 　　学生们都愣了下，脚步停顿，略有不知所措。 　　“那我们……”他们互相看了看。 　　“还去不去？”有人小声问道。 　　林晚星停下脚步，学生们都看着她。 　　只那一瞬间，孩子们像是明白了什么。 　　“懂！” 　　“我们自己做决定。” 　　“走啦走啦。” 　　没给她开口的机会，学生们说完，自顾自往旧体育馆方向走去。 　　林晚星在原地站了会儿，看着学生们的背影，无奈地笑了。 　　仍旧是老旧的体育馆，七八十年代的建筑风格，斑驳的铅灰色外墙和绿色钢窗。 　　再往前走，是傍晚人声鼎沸的泳池，以及更远些的地方，有一片绿色足球场。 　　男生们走得很快，林晚星还在后面，先头部队已经跑进操场。 　　还有学生为了不落于人后，直接从场边破损的栏杆钻进去，动作快极了。 　　夕阳是淡橙色。 　　林晚星双手插袋，她走到场边的时候，看台和球场都蒙着一层浅色光晕。 　　学生们在向看台挥手，林晚星遥遥看去，愣住了。 　　同样的位置，但借着更亮一些的光线，林晚星看到了熟悉的鸭舌帽。 　　青年坐在看台中间偏上的位置，他坐姿懒散，因为距离偏远，林晚星也看不清他脸上的表情。 　　学生们倒是很高兴，刚才可能没有教练的颓唐被一扫而空。 　　林晚星却没有那么乐观。 　　她拿出手机，点开青年的微信头像，拨了个电话。 　　看台上，青年很明显有感到来电和拿出手机的动作。 　　他看了眼手机屏幕，也向她看来。 　　电话接通。 　　林晚星慢悠悠地说：“我没别的意思啊，就是想确认下，你给我的微信确实有在用。” 　　她边说，边向看台走去。 　　“这是收款账号，不会弃用。”青年的声音透过电话传来。 　　林晚星拿着手机，突然语塞。 　　“你这是在暗示你没回我微信，是因为我没发红包？”林晚星走上台阶，很坦诚地问道。 　　青年仰起头，露出鸭舌帽下的眼眸：“不，我没回微信的原因很显然只有一个。” 　　“你在思考如何拒绝我，比较恰当？” 　　“是。”青年答。 　　其实林晚星也不清楚，青年为什么会出现在看台上。 　　最大的可能，就是他有每天傍晚来这里坐着的习惯，边思考问题，边考虑如何回复她的邀约。 　　所以她那么猜了，答案果然是这样。 　　足球场上，学生们在付新书的带领下开始做热身运动。 　　其实在那之前，他们也上看台来问过今天的训练内容究竟是什么。 　　林晚星看了青年一眼，对方并没有明确说出什么拒绝的话，只说“先热身”。 　　一场艰难的平局，足以让学生们信任他们现在的教练。 　　学生们依言，开始绕着操场跑圈。 　　林晚星靠着椅背，远处的汽车喇叭和近处体育场馆人们运动健身的呼喊声都很清晰，唯独青年没有说话。 　　她想了下，还是说：“你没有马上给我回微信，其实我们还有商谈余地对不对？不然我们先搞个简单的招聘环节？我先问问，你对薪资有什么要求吗？” 　　青年闻言，微转头。 　　“怎么啦，我又不是那种不给钱的老板。” 　　“你现在月薪多少？”青年问。 　　“我们实习老师没工资。”林晚星答。 　　青年脸上终于露出诧异神情。 　　“不过你不用担心。”林晚星赶忙说，“其实我本人……还是微有几分薄财的。” 　　青年没有搭话，反而一直盯着她，目光幽深，却看不出什么情绪来。 　　“怎么了嘛，难道你真要看银行存款？” 　　“不用。”青年收回视线，看向球场，“你知道维持一支球队正常运转，需要多少钱吗？” 　　“我不知道啊，不过现在好像还没到需要维持球队正常运转的地步，目前的支出大头应该是你的工资。” 　　林晚星还要再说，却听到青年直白的声音响起：“你应该负担不起我的工资。” 　　他的语气是疏离的，公事公办的。 　　林晚星也才意识到，其实他们也只见过两面，她甚至还不知道对方的名字。 　　只是一场通力合作的球赛，太容易给人他们已经是个团队错觉。 　　“我想努力争取一下！给我个机会可以吗！”林晚星说。
Chapter 24: Business Eventually, the trio put away the mats.　　Although, probably they still have a lot of doubts in their hearts, they don't know whether they will continue football training next, and they don't know how to get along with Fu Xinshu.　　But Lin Wanxing doesn't want to say too much to the children, people always have to learn to think for themselves and solve problems by themselves.　　All she could do was take advantage of noon and go directly to the physical education teacher.　　In line with her judgment, the teachers all felt that the students had the initiative to train, and it was not good to refuse completely. So it was agreed that they would use their free time to study and train.　　Emphasis: This free time refers to after school and before evening self-study.　　Lin Wanxing can't do anything, in fact, training in school is always constrained in many ways. In the end, she decided to take the students to the old sports stadium next to the school after school.　　The field problem is always easy to solve, as long as the students are willing to play football, even if they find a flat grass.　　But the question of coaching is not so simple.　　From day to evening, Lin Wanxing took out her mobile phone many times, but the young man's profile picture never lit up with red numbers, and she never received any reply message.　　Evening soon came, and under the mutual notice of the students, Lin Wanxing and them gathered at the side gate of the school and walked to the stadium.　　At 5:40 a.m., seven people came.　　Fu Xinshu, Yu Ming, Qi Liang, Zheng Feiyang, Chen Weidong, Feng Suo, and Chen Jianghe.　　In addition, two classmates, Zhihui and Song Ren, were left in the classroom by the teacher, but asked other students to relay that they would come as soon as they were over.　　Counting Lin Lu, who has a foot injury, and Qin Ao, who has not appeared in an awkward situation so far, this is almost all the members of the team.　　As the sun set, Lin Wanxing walked on the road with a group of high school students.　　The boys were buying fried chicken wings on the side of the road for a while, and looking at sneakers in the roadside window for a while, and the atmosphere was more like everyone going on an outing together than going to training.　　Lin Wanxing walked with them for a while, and when they were about to reach the court, they finally heard a student ask, "What are we practicing?" "yes, is the coach coming?" 　　"He hasn't replied to my message yet." Lin Wanxing thought for a moment and answered truthfully.　　The students were stunned, paused, and slightly overwhelmed.　　"Then we ......," they looked at each other.　　"Still going?" Someone asked in a whisper.　　Lin Wanxing stopped, and the students all looked at her.　　For a moment, the children seemed to understand something.　　"Understood!" 　　"We make our own decisions." 　　"Let's go, let's go." 　　Without giving her a chance to speak, the students finished speaking and walked in the direction of the old gymnasium.　　Lin Wanxing stood in place for a while, looked at the backs of the students, and smiled helplessly.　　It is still an old gymnasium, built in the style of the seventies and eighties, with mottled lead-gray facades and green steel windows.　　Further on, there is a pool buzzing with people in the evening, and further afield, there is a green football field.　　The boys walked fast, Lin Wanxing was still behind, and the vanguard had already run into the playground.　　In order not to fall behind, some students drilled directly into the broken railing on the side of the field, and the action was extremely fast.　　The sunset is pale orange.　　Lin Wanxing put her hands in her pockets, and when she walked to the sidelines, the stands and the court were covered with a light halo.　　The students were waving to the stands, and Lin Wanxing looked at it from afar and was stunned.　　In the same position, but with a brighter light, Lin Wanxing saw the familiar peaked cap.　　The young man sat in the upper middle of the stands, he sat lazily, because of the remoteness, Lin Wanxing couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.　　The students were very happy that the decadence that there might have been no coach just now was swept away.　　Lin Wanxing is not so optimistic.　　She took out her mobile phone, clicked on the young man's WeChat profile picture, and dialed a call.　　In the stands, it was obvious that the young man felt the incoming call and took out his mobile phone.　　He glanced at his phone's screen and looked at her.　　The phone is connected.　　Lin Wanxing said slowly: "I don't mean anything else, I just want to confirm that the WeChat you gave me is indeed working." She said as she walked towards the stands.　　"This is a receiving account and will not be deprecated." The young man's voice came through the phone.　　Lin Wanxing held her mobile phone and suddenly stopped talking.　　"Are you implying that you didn't reply to my WeChat because I didn't send red envelopes?" Lin Wanxing walked up the steps and asked very frankly.　　The young man raised his head and showed his eyes under the cap: "No, there is obviously only one reason why I didn't reply to WeChat." "You're thinking about how to reject me, it's more appropriate?" 　　"Yes." Youth replied.　　In fact, Lin Wanxing didn't know why the young man appeared in the stands.　　The biggest possibility is that he has the habit of sitting here every evening, thinking about problems and how to respond to her invitation.　　So she guessed, and the answer was true.　　On the football field, the students began to do warm-up exercises under the leadership of Fu Xinshu.　　In fact, before that, they also came to the stand to ask what the training content was today.　　Lin Wanxing glanced at the young man, but the other party did not explicitly say anything to refuse, only said "warm up first".　　A tough draw was enough to make the students trust their current coach.　　As informed, the students began to run in circles around the playground.　　Lin Wanxing leaned on the back of the chair, the car horns in the distance and the shouts of people in the nearby stadiums were very clear, but the young man did not speak.　　She thought for a while, but said, "You didn't reply to me on WeChat right away, in fact, we still have room to discuss, right?"Otherwise, let's start with a simple recruitment process? Let me ask you first, do you have any salary requirements? When the young man heard this, he turned his head slightly.　　"What's the matter, I'm not the kind of boss who doesn't give money." 　　"How much do you earn now?" The youth asked.　　"We trainee teachers don't get paid." Lin Wanxing replied.　　The young man's face finally showed a look of surprise.　　"But you don't have to worry." Lin Wanxing hurriedly said, "Actually, I ...... It's still a little bit of money. The young man did not speak, but kept staring at her, his eyes were deep, but he could not see any emotion.　　"What's the matter, do you really want to look at the bank deposit?" 　　"No, you don't." The young man retracted his gaze and looked at the field, "Do you know how much it costs to keep a team running?" "I don't know, but it doesn't seem like it's going to get to the point where you need to keep the team running, and the bulk of the expenses at the moment should be your salary." 　　Lin Wanxing was about to say more, but heard the young man's straightforward voice sound: "You shouldn't be able to afford my salary." His tone was detached and businesslike.　　Lin Wanxing also realized that in fact, they had only met twice, and she didn't even know each other's names.　　It's just a game of cooperation, and it's too easy to give the illusion that they're already a team.　　"I want to try for it! Can you give me a chance? Lin Wanxing said.

第25章 慢跑 　　林晚星很诚挚地说道。 　　青年转过头， 示意她看向球场 　　天色渐渐暗了，球场边的灯亮了大半，学生们已经跑了几圈。他们由付新书带领， 在场边准备做热身运动。 　　学生们动作懒散， 还在三三两两嬉笑聊天，并不是做好充足准备，要“投入战斗”的模样。 　　“你是觉得，他们看上去懒懒散散，不像是能坚持每天好好训练的样子？ 　　青年对此不置可否，他长腿交叠， 只是平和地看着球场边跑道上的学生。 　　“但你不觉得，这种状态也不错嘛？”林晚星说，“如果你真曾经是职业教练， 遇到的都是那些全身心投入、刻苦训练、努力走职业道路的孩子， 突然遇到一群‘混子’球员， 你带领他们逆袭夺冠，对于你的教练生涯， 算不算很新奇的体验？” 　　“好像不算。”青年说。 　　林晚星愣了下，这时，青年懒懒散散的声音在她耳畔响起。 　　“我不知道你对孩子有什么误解，首先， 没那么多被你冠以那些形容词的球员。” 　　“啊？”林晚星突然语塞，感觉这天突然聊不下去了。 　　“还有，带领队伍逆袭夺冠这种事我也体验过，所以也不算新奇。” 　　青年讲话时有种过尽千帆之感， 林晚星怔了很长一段时间， 最后只能说：“你这么会装逼， 能不能教教我。” 　　与此同时，付新书小跑上看台，他一边汇报热身结束的情况，想请“教练”指导接下来的训练。 　　“继续跑步吧。”青年抬头，这么说。 　　付新书有些没听明白：“您是说体能训练吗，我们要以什么样的方式跑？” 　　“绕球场跑。” 　　这四个字言简意赅，付新书脸上露出很明显茫然神情。 　　但大概出于对教练的尊重，他没有多问，而是鞠了个躬，跑回其他球员们面前，布置今日训练任务。 　　林晚星很明显注意到，学生们听到付新书的话，出现了一小阵骚动。 　　也就在这时，球场入口处，出现了一道熟悉的身影。 　　秦敖同学右手挎着八中校服，书包背在左肩上。他抬头看了眼看台，后百般不情愿地往队友们那走去。 　　付新书异常惊喜，笑了起来。 　　秦敖虽然一脸爱理不理地模样，但还是扔下校服和书包，跟着一起慢跑起来。 　　林晚星就这么坐在看台上，看着他们。 　　从夕阳西斜到暮色四合，万家灯火逐渐亮起，球场却愈发暗了下来。 　　人做大部分事都有惯性。 　　不知不觉中，学生们已经慢跑了快半个钟头。 　　他们速度渐慢，从一开始还能嬉笑闲聊，逐渐变得安静。 　　慢慢地，连体育场外的车水马龙声都变轻了，球场中就愈发静了起来。 　　像有人用橡皮擦去了周遭的大部分背景，整个空间只剩下一条暗沉的跑道，只能看见跑道上迈动的步伐，和听见鞋底与地面摩擦的声音。 　　踏踏……踏踏…… 　　林晚星也陷入了沉默之中，等她再回过神，看了眼手机，时间已将近7：30分。 　　她不由自主看了眼身旁，青年依旧用老僧入定地姿势看着球场，没有任何要叫停的意思。 　　在林晚星反应过来的时候，球场上的学生们也若有所感，有人拉了付新书一把，说了什么话。 　　小付同学看向看台，想了下，向他们跑了过来。 　　经历长跑的小付同学，脸色通红，浑身是汗，显得很是疲惫。 　　他微喘气，问：“教练，我们还要继续跑吗？” 　　“继续吧。”青年这么说，有些轻描淡写。 　　付新书又愣了下：“我们大概还要跑多久？” 　　“告诉你还要多久，就起不到训练效果了。”青年这么说。 　　付新书语塞，还是出于对教练的信任，他又鞠了个躬，小跑回场上。 　　球场上的学生们都在等付新书 　　听到回答，有人下意识继续迈步，还有人则显得略微不满。 　　但足球运动员本身体力还算不错，又是没有任何限制的慢跑，所以大家又继续跑了起来。 　　踏踏……踏踏…… 　　跑道上奔跑的队伍速度越来越慢，甚至有人“消极怠工”，明显拖拉在最后。 　　夜风渐渐变冷，林晚星感到胃部一阵空响。 　　她揉了揉肚子，又看了眼身旁的青年，从包里默默掏出一袋妙脆角。 　　青年还是一副平和注视跑道的样子，感受到她的视线，青年向她投来一瞥。 　　“你能答应我一件事吗？”林晚星缓缓开口。 　　“你说。” 　　“一袋零食，我的零食，我应该吃三分之二，你吃三分之一。”林晚星握着袋口，说。 　　“这就是你的努力争取吗？”青年问。 　　林晚星愣住，意识意识到青年说的是她“努力争取请他当教练”的宣言，于是她思考片刻，让步道：“那就一人一半，用公平显示我的诚意。” 　　“那你先拆开，数一数。” 　　闻言，林晚星就拆开袋子，但现在天都黑了，只能倒出来清点。 　　她示意青年摊开手掌，想给他稍微倒点糊弄过去。但因为袋口太大，她直接哗啦一下，倒了大半出来。 　　“谢了。”说时迟那时快，昏暗光线中，青年直接捧着妙脆角，自顾自吃了起来，完全没有要数一半的意思。 　　林晚星立刻明白又上当了，但作为要努力一下的未来老板，她只能严肃地道：“我跟你说，从你工资里扣！” 　　“请便。”青年边咬着松脆的零食，边说。 　　可能是看台上他们悠闲“分享”零食的动静，终于让学生们感到了一丝不对劲。 　　有学生直接开始走路，还有人捅着付新书，让他再来问。 　　付新书已经显得很疲惫了，第三次跑上看台，而这次，站在小付同学身后的还有他的“哼哈二将”反骨崽秦敖同学和陈江河同学。 　　“你让我们跑这么久，到底什么意思？”秦敖同学穿着粗气，满头是汗，质问道。 　　“没什么意思。”青年边吃着零食，边悠闲地说道。 　　这种看似敷衍的态度很明显惹怒了秦敖，小秦同学很上头地吼道：“那我们今天就训练这？” 　　“是，就训练这个。” 　　“这种长时间慢跑的意义何在，对提升我们体能根本没用。”陈江河说。 　　“的确没用。”青年点头，认可，并说，“并且，长期进行匀速长距离慢跑训练，会影响你们的速度和爆发力。” 　　“艹，你就没想好好给我们训练吧？”秦敖立刻怒了。 　　他看样子又很想挥拳，但不知为何又控制住自己，最后猛地一甩手，转身就要走。 　　其他学生们围在座椅周围。 　　“教练，你是在折磨我们吗？”门将冯锁整个人都像从水里捞出来一样，他哗啦啦抹了把汗，这么问。 　　“像电影，有那味了。”祁亮说。 　　“偶尔一次长时间慢跑，对你们来讲是折磨？”青年慢悠悠地说。 　　“那你为什么要安排这次慢跑训练？”陈江河问。 　　“我在等你们问这个问题。为什么在开始训练前，没有人问我？” 　　青年这么说。 　　此言一出，看台周围安静下来，学生们□□，目光却是迷惑以及不解。 　　他们面面相觑，最后付新书主动道：“是我的问题。教练，是我没有问清楚。” 　　“服从会让人麻木，在我这里，球员只接收指令而不经过自己大脑思考，就是在犯罪。”青年的声音并不冷酷，面容也很平和，可在黑夜和场边微光的笼罩下，反而有严厉意味。” 　　这或许和学生们以往所有受训经验完全不同，他们连呼吸声都变轻了，非常安静地听着。 　　“我希望你们能带着脑子来训练，不盲从于教练权威，理解每次训练的目的。最重要的是，学会提问。” 　　“那教练，我们可以吃你的妙脆角吗？”沉默后，祁亮的声音响起。 　　“我的不行，她的可以。”青年说。 　　林晚星：“？？？”
Chapter 25 Jogging Lin Wanxing said very sincerely.　　The young man turned his head and motioned for her to look at the pitch It was getting dark, the lights were on for the most part of the pitch, and the students had already run a few laps. Led by Fu Xinshu, they were on the sidelines preparing for warm-up exercises.　　The students were lazy and laughing and chatting, not as if they were ready to "go into battle".　　"Do you think they look lazy and lazy, they don't look like they can train every day?　　The young man was noncommittal, his legs folded, and he just looked at the students on the running track by the pitch calmly.　　"But don't you think it's a good state?" Lin Wanxing said, "If you really used to be a professional coach, and you met all the children who were dedicated, trained hard, and worked hard to follow the professional path, and suddenly met a group of 'bastard' players, and you led them to counterattack and win the championship, is it a very novel experience for your coaching career?" "It doesn't seem to count." The youth said.　　Lin Wanxing was stunned, and at this time, the young man's lazy voice sounded in her ears.　　"I don't know what misconceptions you have about kids, first of all, there aren't that many players who you call those adjectives." 　　"Huh?" Lin Wanxing was suddenly speechless, feeling that she suddenly couldn't talk anymore that day.　　"Also, I've also experienced the kind of thing that led the team to counterattack and win the championship, so it's not new." 　　When the young man spoke, he had a feeling that he had gone through a thousand sails, Lin Wanxing was stunned for a long time, and finally could only say: "You are so good at pretending, can you teach me." At the same time, Fu Xinshu trotted to the stands, and while reporting the end of the warm-up, he wanted to ask the "coach" to guide the next training.　　"Keep running." The young man looked up and said so.　　Fu Xinshu didn't understand: "Are you talking about physical training, what kind of way are we going to run?" "Run around the court." 　　These four words were concise and to the point, and Fu Xinshu showed an obvious dazed expression on his face.　　But probably out of respect for the coach, he didn't ask more, but bowed, ran back to the other players, and set up today's training tasks.　　Lin Wanxing obviously noticed that there was a small commotion among the students when they heard Fu Xinshu's words.　　At this moment, at the entrance of the stadium, a familiar figure appeared.　　Qin Ao was carrying the school uniform of No. 8 Middle School in his right hand, and his schoolbag was on his left shoulder. He looked up at the stands, then reluctantly walked towards his teammates.　　Fu Xinshu was very surprised and laughed.　　Although Qin Ao looked unreasonable, he still threw down his school uniform and schoolbag and jogged together.　　Lin Wanxing just sat in the stands and looked at them.　　From the sunset to the twilight, the lights of thousands of homes gradually turned on, but the stadium became darker and darker.　　People have inertia in most things.　　Before they knew it, the students had been jogging for almost half an hour.　　They slow down, laugh and talk at first, and gradually become quieter.　　Slowly, even the traffic outside the stadium became quieter, and the stadium became quieter and quieter.　　It was as if someone had erased most of the surrounding background, and all that was left of the space was a dark runway, where only the footsteps on the track could be seen and the soles of shoes rubbing against the ground could be heard.　　Treading ...... Treading ...... 　　Lin Wanxing also fell into silence, and when she came back to her senses and looked at her phone, the time was nearly 7:30.　　She couldn't help but look at the side, the young man was still looking at the court in a calm posture of an old monk, without any intention of stopping.　　When Lin Wanxing reacted, the students on the court also felt something, and someone pulled Fu Xinshu and said something.　　Xiao Fu looked at the stands, thought for a while, and ran over to them.　　Xiao Fu, who experienced long-distance running, had a red face, sweat, and looked very tired.　　He gasped slightly and asked, "Coach, are we going to keep running?" "Go ahead." When the youth said this, it was an understatement.　　Fu Xinshu was stunned again: "How long do we have to run?" "If you tell you how long it will take, it won't have a training effect." So says the youth.　　Fu Xinshu was speechless, still out of trust in the coach, he bowed again and trotted back to the field.　　The students on the court were waiting for a new book Hearing the answer, some subconsciously continued to walk, while others looked slightly dissatisfied.　　But the soccer players themselves were not bad, and they were jogging without any restrictions, so everyone continued to run.　　Treading ...... Treading ...... 　　The speed of the team running on the track is getting slower and slower, and some people even "slack off", obviously dragging at the end.　　The night wind gradually became colder, and Lin Wanxing felt a hollow sound in her stomach.　　She rubbed her stomach, looked at the young man beside her again, and silently took out a bag of Miao Crispy Horns from her bag.　　The young man still looked at the runway calmly, and felt her gaze, and the young man cast a glance at her.　　"Can you promise me one thing?" Lin Wanxing spoke slowly.　　"You say." 　　"A bag of snacks, my snacks, I should eat two-thirds, you eat one-third." Lin Wanxing held the mouth of the bag and said.　　"Is that what you're trying for?" The youth asked.　　Lin Wanxing was stunned, and realized that what the young man said was her declaration of "striving to invite him to be a coach", so she thought for a moment and gave way: "Then one and a half, show my sincerity with fairness." "Then you take it apart first and count it." 　　Hearing this, Lin Wanxing opened the bag, but now that it was dark, she could only pour it out and count it.　　She motioned for the young man to spread out her palms, trying to pour him a little to fool him. But because the mouth of the bag was too big, she directly slammed it and poured out most of it.　　"Thank you." said that it was too late, and in the dim light, the young man directly held the wonderful crispy horn and ate it by himself, without the intention of counting half at all.　　Lin Wanxing immediately understood that she had been fooled again, but as a future boss who wanted to work hard, she could only say seriously: "I'll tell you, deduct it from your salary!" "Please." The young man said as he chewed on a crunchy snack.　　It may be that the movement of them leisurely "sharing" snacks in the stands finally made the students feel that something was wrong.　　Some students started walking directly, and some people poked Fu Xinshu and asked him to ask again.　　Fu Xinshu was already very tired, and ran to the stands for the third time, and this time, standing behind Xiao Fu were his "Hum Ha Second General" anti-bone cubs Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe.　　"What the hell do you mean by letting us run for so long?" Qin Ao, dressed in rough clothes and sweating, asked.　　"It's not interesting." The young man said leisurely while eating a snack.　　This seemingly perfunctory attitude obviously angered Qin Ao, and Xiao Qin yelled very loudly: "Then we will train this today?" "Yes, just train this." 　　"What's the point of this long jogging, it's not going to improve our fitness at all." Chen Jianghe said.　　"It's really useless." The young man nodded, agreed, and said, "Also, long-distance jogging training at a constant speed will affect your speed and explosiveness. "Damn, you didn't want to train us properly, did you?" Qin Ao was immediately furious.　　He looked like he wanted to throw his fist again, but for some reason he controlled himself, and finally shook his hand violently, turned around and was about to leave.　　Other students gathered around the seats.　　"Coach, are you torturing us?" The goalkeeper Feng Suo's whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, he wiped his sweat and asked.　　"It's like a movie, it smells like that." Qi Liang said.　　"Once in a while, a long jog is torture for you?" The young man said slowly.　　"Then why did you arrange this jogging session?" Chen Jianghe asked.　　"I'm waiting for you to ask this question. Why didn't anyone ask me before I started training? The youth said.　　As soon as these words came out, the surroundings of the stands fell silent, and the students □□, but their eyes were confused and puzzled.　　They looked at each other, and finally Fu Xinshu took the initiative to say, "It's my problem." Coach, I didn't ask clearly. "Obedience is numbing, and in my case, a player who only takes instructions and doesn't think through his own brain is committing a crime." The young man's voice was not cold, and his face was very peaceful, but under the darkness of the night and the faint light on the sidelines, it had a stern meaning. It was probably completely different from all the previous training experiences of the students, who even breathed softer and listened very quietly.　　"I want you to train with your brains, not blindly follow the authority of the coach, and understand the purpose of each training. Most importantly, learn to ask questions. "Coach, can we eat your crunched corners?" After the silence, Qi Liang's voice sounded.　　"Mine can't, hers can." The youth said.　　Lin Wanxing: "??? ”

第26章 跟踪 　　迫于学生们的灼灼目光， 最重要的是，教练本人并没有和学生分享零食的意思。林晚星只能把手中所剩不多的妙脆角都分了出去。 　　并且很尴尬的是，零食分到最后， 还缺一个。 　　唯一没领到吃的的小朋友是陈江河。 　　林晚星和陈江河对视一眼， 暗示：“像你这样的成熟的年轻人，应该不喜欢妙脆角吧？” 　　“喜欢。”陈江河同学言简意赅。 　　迫于无奈，林晚星只能微信转账附近唯一有存货人士。讨价还价后，用一块钱买了一颗妙脆角，分外屈辱。 　　一人也只有一颗妙小零食，从咀嚼到吞咽也用不了几秒钟。咯吱咯吱的松脆咀嚼声后， 空气里还剩下一点膨化食品的松脆香气。 　　星空下，气氛又莫名安静下来。 　　“教练，我们接下来还有别的训练项目吗？”陈江河问。 　　“今天没有了， 早点回家吧。”青年说。 　　“我们明天几点在这里集合？”付新书问。 　　对话进行到这里， 青年停顿下来。 　　林晚星顺着他视线看去， 只见不远处的看入口，有两个人， 正顺着阶梯走上来。 　　四周静悄悄，脚步声愈加清晰。 　　来人是两个中年人，一人年长谢顶，身材微胖。另一人则西装革履， 穿着像社会最典型的中年精英人士。 　　“打你电话没接，猜你可能在这里。”谢顶的中年人语气非常熟络。 　　中年人见到看台上有那么多年轻球员，很明显吃惊了下。但他几乎不假思索，就这么走了过来， 插入他们的对话。 　　青年还是坐着， 只是抬头看了眼， 问：“有事吗？” 　　“还能有什么事，当然是来礼贤下士的。”对方很客气地说道，“有空吗，我这刚下火车，等下一起吃个饭？” 　　“稍等。”青年对来人的态度不冷不热。 　　他说完，看向面前的年轻球员们：“明天我不一定有时间来，不过如果你们想训练，希望你们可以商定一个大家都有空的时间段。” 　　林晚星舔了舔手指，上面还有些咸甜的味道，问：“要走了吗？” 　　“嗯，有事先走了。”青年打了个招呼，双手插袋，跟随两位中年人离开。 　　虽然他对所有人的态度都差不多，但很明显，他对临时来的两位中年人尤其是谢顶的那位，仍保持很大程度的尊重。 　　夜风中，依稀传来三人的对话。 　　有人很轻松地问青年“最近闲着在指导小朋友吗”，青年似乎回答了什么，但她并没有听清。 　　三人走下看台，林晚星就再听不见他们在说什么。 　　等她回神，身旁学生嘴巴张得老大，他们盯着那位谢顶中年人背影，看上去非常震惊。 　　“卧槽老师，那个？” 　　“我们教练？” 　　“我艹真是吗？” 　　学生们好像语言能力退化，只能用语气词+词组表达语义。 　　“怎么了宝宝们？” 　　“老师你不认识刘传广？” 　　“是谁？”林晚星品味了下这名字，似乎有点耳熟。 　　“刘指导你都没听过吗？当过国家队主教练啊，虽然只有三个月，但他带那届国足被泰国1-5带走，还是很有名的！”陈卫东声音嘹亮。 　　“你声音小点！”林晚星赶忙地道，“在背后说人坏话喊这么响干什么？” 　　对林晚星来说，她并没什么见到前只执教三个月国家队主教练的激动感。 　　只是“礼贤下士”这个成语她能听懂，在思考了刘指导和青年的前后对话，她有种莫名的危机感：“所以刘指导现在已经不在国家队了，那他在哪？” 　　“我不知道啊” 　　“宜春绿地？” 　　“永川恒大？” 　　学生们随口说道，然后突然也跟着反应过来 　　“刘指导不会来跟我们抢教练的吧？！” 　　此言一出，学生们七嘴八舌起来。 　　“来请我们教练去永川恒大做教练？” 　　“不会吧？” 　　“难道教练之前说的都是真的？” 　　“说不定只是认识呢？” 　　“要不要去‘跟踪’下？” 　　在学生们嘀嘀咕咕的时间里，林晚星已经搜完资料，她放下手机，说：“刘指导现在确实永川恒大，刚才他旁边那个应该是俱乐部经理。” 　　“艹！” 　　这个语气词足以表达学生们的所有情绪。 　　林晚星想，青年其实真没骗他，他们这样的校园足球队伍应该本来也不在他“求职”考虑范围内。 　　“那我们现在怎么办？”俞明问。 　　“你在这问有屁用啊？有种直接上去问啊！”秦敖说。 　　“那谁跑得快？”林晚星抬头问道。 　　学生们还穿着运动服，浑身是汗，脸上因长跑而导致的红晕未退，每个人都用奇怪的眼神看着她。 　　“对不起，我换个问法。”林晚星立刻认识到错误，改口，“你们不是说要‘跟踪’一下前国家队主教练和永川恒大经理，谁去？？” 　　学生们呆滞，对要把嘴炮变成现实有点不适应。 　　“要个机灵点的吧，别被发现了。”付新书说。 　　这时，所有人的目光，落在祁亮身上。 　　宏景美食街，天明火锅店。 　　按照林晚星的判断，刘指导和永川远大经理不是本地人，他们刚下火车就来找人，理论上会就近找个地方用餐，大概率不会走远。祁亮同学的汇报也印证了她的观点。 　　店里人不多，不少位置还空着，在门庭若市的美食街中，这家店不用等位就能坐下，这大概也是三人选择这里就餐的原因。 　　林晚星本想让其他学生先回家，但事实证明她太天真。这些学生字典里从来就没有“听指挥”这三个字。 　　最终，她带着一行人浩浩荡荡走到火锅店对面。 　　看到来人，躲在街角暗处的祁亮同学张开嘴，“啪嗒”一下，他嘴里叼着的冷饮棒就这么掉在地上。 　　霓虹灯下，俞明还快乐地跳起来冲祁亮挥手打招呼。 　　祁亮一个箭步冲过去，把他们拉到街角暗处。 　　“这就是老师说的‘跟踪’？”祁亮很没好气地说。 　　“他们非要跟来，我也没办法。”林晚星摊了摊手。 　　街对面火锅店里，他们的“跟踪对象”正坐在靠窗的位置上。啤酒开了两瓶，菜点了一桌，火锅热气蒸腾，整体氛围显得。但桌上碗碟都很干净，这大概就是成年人口中的“吃饭”了。 　　“他们到底在说什么？”俞明伸长脖子。 　　“要请我们教练去永川远大做教练？”陈卫东很担忧。 　　“那个火锅是不是很难吃，刚下的牛肚还不捞起来，肯定老了。”这是郑飞扬。 　　学生们七嘴八舌，重点不同。他们身材高大，躲在路边鬼鬼祟祟，引得行人纷纷侧目。 　　“你们会唇语？”祁亮问。 　　“不会啊，你会吗？” 　　“那这么远能听见个屁，靠近点儿。”祁亮边说边很有计划性地带他们绕了个圈，靠近到火锅店一侧的街边。 　　林晚星落在学生后面。像电视里都会出现的画面那样，她刚走跨过街道，火锅店里一直认真听对桌说话的青年忽然转过头。 　　隔着白雾蒙蒙的玻璃，他向她看了过来。
Chapter 26 Tracking Due to the burning eyes of the students, the most important thing is that the coach himself has no intention of sharing snacks with the students. Lin Wanxing could only divide the few remaining crispy corners in his hand.　　And it's embarrassing that at the end of the snack, there's still one missing.　　The only child who didn't get food was Chen Jianghe.　　Lin Wanxing and Chen Jianghe glanced at each other and hinted: "A mature young man like you shouldn't like Miao Crispy Corner, right?" "Like." Chen Jianghe was concise and to the point.　　In desperation, Lin Wanxing could only WeChat transfer the only person in stock nearby. After bargaining, I bought a wonderful crispy corner for a dollar, which was extremely humiliating.　　One person only has one wonderful snack, and it doesn't take a few seconds from chewing to swallowing. After the crunchy chewing sound, there is still a little crunchy aroma of puffed food left in the air.　　Under the starry sky, the atmosphere was inexplicably quiet.　　"Coach, do we have any other training programs going forward?" Chen Jianghe asked.　　"Not today, let's go home early." The youth said.　　"What time are we meeting here tomorrow?" Fu Xinshu asked.　　At this point in the conversation, the youth paused.　　Lin Wanxing followed his line of sight, and saw two people walking up the stairs at the entrance not far away.　　There was silence all around, and the sound of footsteps became clearer.　　The people who came were two middle-aged people, one of whom was older and slightly fat. The other was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, dressed like the most typical middle-aged elite in society.　　"I didn't answer your call, guess you might be here." Xie Ding's middle-aged tone was very familiar.　　The middle-aged man was visibly surprised to see so many young players in the stands. But almost without thinking, he just walked over and interjected into their conversation.　　The young man was still sitting, but he looked up and asked, "Is there something wrong?" "What else can there be, of course it's Corporal Lixian." The other party said politely, "Are you free, I just got off the train, wait for a meal together?" "Wait a minute." The attitude of young people towards those who come is lukewarm.　　After he finished speaking, he looked at the young players in front of him: "I don't necessarily have time to come tomorrow, but if you want to train, hopefully you can agree on a time slot when everyone is free." Lin Wanxing licked her fingers, there was still some salty and sweet taste on them, and asked, "Are you leaving?" "Well, there was a departure beforehand." The young man said hello, put his hands in his pockets, and followed the two middle-aged men away.　　Although his attitude towards everyone was similar, it was clear that he still maintained a great degree of respect for the two middle-aged people who came in temporarily, especially the one who was crowned.　　In the night wind, there was a vague conversation between the three of them.　　Someone asked the youth very easily, "Have you been instructing children lately?" and the youth seemed to answer something, but she didn't hear clearly.　　The three of them walked down the stands, and Lin Wanxing couldn't hear what they were talking about anymore.　　When she came back to her senses, the students next to her opened their mouths, and they stared at the back of the middle-aged man, looking very shocked.　　"me, that?" 　　"Our coach?" 　　"Am I really?" 　　Students seem to have degraded language skills and can only express semantics with modal words + phrases.　　"What's wrong, babies?" 　　"Teacher, don't you know Liu Chuanguang?" 　　"Who is it?" Lin Wanxing tasted the name and seemed a little familiar.　　"Haven't you heard of Coach Liu? He has been the head coach of the national team, although he has only been in the country for three months, he led the national football team to be taken away by Thailand 1-5, which is still very famous! Chen Weidong's voice was loud.　　"Keep your voice down!" Lin Wanxing hurriedly said, "Why are you talking bad about people behind your back and shouting so loudly?" For Lin Wanxing, she didn't have the excitement of meeting the head coach of the national team who had only coached for three months.　　It's just that she can understand the idiom "Corporal Lixian", and after thinking about the before and after dialogue between Coach Liu and the youth, she has an inexplicable sense of crisis: "So Coach Liu is no longer in the national team now, so where is he?" "I don't know" "Yichun Greenland?" 　　"Yongchuan Evergrande?" 　　The students said casually, and then suddenly reacted "Coach Liu won't come to steal the coach from us, right?!" 　　As soon as these words came out, the students began to babble.　　"Come and invite our coach to Yongchuan Evergrande as a coach?" 　　"Won't it?" 　　"Is what the coach said before?" 　　"Maybe it's just an acquaintance?" 　　"Do you want to 'follow' it?" 　　In the time when the students were muttering, Lin Wanxing had already finished searching for information, she put down her mobile phone and said, "Coach Liu is indeed Yongchuan Evergrande now, and the one next to him just now should be the club manager." "!" 　　This modal word is enough to express all the emotions of the students.　　Lin Wanxing thought that the young man really didn't lie to him, and a campus football team like theirs should not have been considered by him for "job hunting".　　"So what do we do now?" Yu Ming asked.　　"What's the use of you asking here? It's kind of just go up and ask! Qin Ao said.　　"And who's fast?" Lin Wanxing looked up and asked.　　The students were still wearing tracksuits, sweating, and the flush on their faces from the long-distance running had not subsided, and everyone looked at her strangely.　　"I'm sorry, I'll ask you differently." Lin Wanxing immediately realized her mistake and changed her words, "Didn't you say that you want to 'track' the former national team head coach and Yongchuan Evergrande manager, who will go??" The students were sluggish and a little uncomfortable with trying to turn the cannon into reality.　　"Be smart, don't be discovered.Fu Xinshu said.　　At this time, everyone's eyes fell on Qi Liang.　　Hongjing Food Street, Tianming Hot Pot Restaurant.　　According to Lin Wanxing's judgment, Director Liu and Manager Yongchuan Yuanda are not locals, they just got off the train and came to find someone, and theoretically they will find a nearby place to eat, and there is a high probability that they will not go far. Qi Liang's report also confirmed her point of view.　　There are not many people in the shop, and many of the seats are still empty, and in the food court of the city, this shop can sit down without waiting for a table, which is probably the reason why the three of them chose to eat here.　　Lin Wanxing wanted the other students to go home first, but she turned out to be too naïve. These students never have the word "listen to the command" in their dictionary.　　In the end, she walked to the opposite side of the hot pot restaurant with a group of people.　　Seeing someone coming, Qi Liang, who was hiding in the dark on the corner of the street, opened his mouth, "snapped", and the cold drink stick in his mouth fell to the ground.　　Under the neon lights, Yu Ming also jumped up happily and waved hello to Qi Liang.　　Qi Liang rushed over with an arrow and pulled them to the corner of the street.　　"That's what the teacher called 'tracking'?" Qi Liang said angrily.　　"If they have to follow, I can't help it." Lin Wanxing spread her hands.　　At the hot pot restaurant across the street, their "stalker" was sitting by the window. Two bottles of beer were opened, the dishes were ordered, the hot pot was steaming, and the overall atmosphere was apparent. But the dishes on the table are very clean, which is probably what adults call "eating".　　"What the hell are they talking about?" Yu Ming craned his neck.　　"Do you want to invite our coach to Yongchuan Yuanda to be a coach?" Chen Weidong was worried.　　"Isn't that hot pot hard to eat, the tripe just under it hasn't been picked up, it must be old." This is Zheng Feiyang.　　The students were rambling and focused. They are tall and sneaky on the side of the road, attracting the attention of pedestrians.　　"Do you know how to lip-synch?" Qi Liang asked.　　"No, will you?" 　　"Then you can hear a fart so far away, get closer." Qi Liang said as he took them around in a planned circle, approaching the street on the side of the hot pot restaurant.　　Lin Wanxing fell behind the students. As would appear on TV, she had just walked across the street, and the young man in the hot pot restaurant who had been listening carefully to the table suddenly turned his head.　　Through the white misty glass, he looked over to her.

第27章 火锅 　　香味在夜色迷蒙的街道中飘浮。林晚星先是怔了下， 随后笑着举起手，冲他挥了挥手。 　　让她意外的是，坐在窗边并没有认真吃火锅的青年竟然微举手， 也和她打招呼。 　　他腕骨白皙有力， 神情柔和。 　　他这一举动，当然引起桌对面两位中年人的注意。 　　林晚星站在落地窗外，尴尬地笑了下。跟踪被彻底发现了…… 　　而与此同时，学生们也被火锅店门口的服务员拉住了：“欢迎光临，菜品一律八八折”。小姐姐热情嘹亮的嗓音。直接暴露了本来藏得很好的学生们。 　　隔着路灯下的人行道，林晚星和学生们大眼瞪小眼， 场面充满戏剧性的尴尬。一时间，她脑海中闪过很多念头，然后她做了个决定。她直接走过去， 接过那张宣传单， 然后向学生们提议：“这么便宜啊， 我们要不要试试？” 　　火锅店里比外面看着更冷清。 　　大部分桌子都空着，秉承“来都来了”的想法， 林晚星干脆坐在了青年旁边一桌。 　　学生们比较稚嫩。他们一开始坐下时非常不自在，边不时偷看向隔壁桌，边各种对她挤眉弄眼。 　　林晚星把火锅点菜单递给学生们，说：“随便点吧。” 　　“老师？”付新书小声地喊了一声。 　　“啊？” 　　“你不觉得我们有点儿太……” 　　“什么？”林晚星问。 　　“太明目张胆？”秦敖皱着眉头， “你不尴尬吗？” 　　服务员正好来上餐前的花生米和小菜。林晚星看着菜单，说：“只要你不尴尬，尴尬的就是别人。” 　　果然，在他们坐下的前三分钟内， 旁边桌都非常安静。酒杯轻碰， 火锅沸腾声咕嘟咕嘟， 但就是没人说话。 　　学生们从最初的震惊和不适中缓过来，注意力完全被火锅菜单吸引。 　　有人想吃涮羊肉，有人不吃羊肉；有人吵着要吃一定要午餐肉，有人又说午餐肉下到火锅里会糊。 　　总之，在他们吵吵闹闹下，林晚星也挺直脊背，开始理直气壮地认为，他们就是进店来吃火锅。 　　隔壁桌也终于有了寒暄的声音。 　　刘指导说：“你多吃点，不是晚上还没吃饭？” 　　闻言，林晚星下意识向青年看去，只见他轻轻点了点头，但搭在桌上的手，却根本没有夹筷子的动作。 　　灯光下，青年侧脸更英俊，但和她曾经在球场边见过的样子完全不同。 　　很衿贵，也很酷。 　　服务员开始上菜。 　　让林晚星有些意外的是，虽然男生们争吵半天，真正摆上桌面的菜却很少。 　　蔬菜居多，肉只有三盘。火锅店的餐盘很小，那几盘配菜放在一整个圆桌上，显得相当寒酸。 　　“就这么点？”林晚星顾不得分心去听隔壁桌聊什么，抬头问道。 　　“你们就点了这么多。”服务员有点没好气地说。 　　林晚星拿过小票核对，发现确实如此，不由得问学生：“你们减肥吗？” 　　“我们是来卧底的，你搞清主次好不好。”秦敖用敲了敲碟子，压低声音说。 　　“出公差，是不能铺张浪费。”这是祁亮。 　　“我们吃过了，现在也不饿。”付新书说。 　　林晚星大概知道他们是在给她省钱，微叹了口气，也不戳穿，只是幽幽地说：“等下下牛肉的时候，大家要公平竞争。” 　　随着火锅点上，牛油辣锅热气翻腾，隔壁桌的声音也变得不那么清晰。 　　孩子们把进店吃火锅的主要目的抛之脑后，开始热火朝天地下菜捞菜。 　　隔壁桌仍在寒暄，一会儿是“国外的火锅还是不如家里正宗吧”；一会儿又是“你小时候应该常来这条街吧”。 　　那些对话，听上去很像刻意拉进距离的寒暄。 　　其实林晚星也觉得奇怪，以刘指导的身份，无论多高级的餐厅都能消费得起。他却偏偏选择火锅店，看上去是想打感情牌了。 　　想到这里，她握着可乐杯悄悄回头，想看看青年的表情。 　　她注意到青年面前摆着个空杯。 　　林晚星下意识喝了口可乐，刘指导身旁的中年人见状，开始在桌上找饮料瓶。 　　就在这时，秦敖突然站起来。 　　他提着他们的可乐瓶和空杯站起来，绕过狭窄的过道，走到那桌前倒了一杯可乐，然后“啪”地摆在青年面前。 　　林晚星震惊了。 　　但秦敖的表演却并未就此结束：“教练，不够了再叫我。”他说完，正当林晚星以为他是要回来坐的时候，秦敖竟然在刘指导身旁停住，一米八几的高中生微俯下身，注视着谢顶中年人，问：“你是来挖我们教练的吗，我劝你，别打他的主意。” 　　这句话相当狂霸酷炫拽。 　　以至于刘指导瞪大眼，竟一个字也说不出。 　　而这段剧情也完全超出林晚星对正常电视剧情的理解，所以直到秦敖坐回座位，她大脑还处于宕机状态。 　　男生们兴奋地鼓掌，俞明给他老大鼓掌。 　　陈卫东冲秦敖举杯。 　　甚至连祁亮都说：“狗终于起作用了。” 　　好像从老师的角度，林晚星要批评秦敖不够礼貌，但勇于争取好像也不是什么坏事。 　　学生们又开始闹哄哄争抢火锅里的配菜。 　　隔壁桌也开始了“你在教这些学生”问题和“目前在做一些指导”的回答。 　　很多话，林晚星听不清，也并没有那么想努力听清。 　　但在某一瞬间，一直吵吵嚷嚷的学生们，突然安静下来。 　　很清晰的声音从旁边传来。 　　刘指导：“你这边有什么想法，包括待遇上的，都可以跟我们说，我这次带老马来，诚意我就不多说了。” 　　大概有三五秒的时间内，青年没有说话。 　　林晚星盯着面前沸腾的火锅，身旁静得吓人，她抬头，发现学生们的神情都和她一样，好像在等待什么答案。 　　“我想先去看看球队。”青年这么说。 　　声音传来，林晚星也说不清心里是什么情绪，但学生们脸上很明显失落。 　　林晚星拿起筷子戳进火锅，捞起一大把肥牛。 　　她动作行云流水，学生们都看呆了。 　　几秒后，男生们开始呜呜渣渣，一双双筷子落入火锅里。 　　隔壁桌“肯定给你安排”“你什么时候有空”的话，渐渐淹没在学生们你争我抢的嚷嚷声中。 　　等林晚星再有时间回头，发现旁边桌座位已经空了。 　　林晚星下意识看向四周，突然发现，有人双手插袋，正站在她身后。 　　青年一来，他们这桌又骤然安静，像班主任突击检查午休教室，没人敢说话。 　　林晚星咬着筷子，抬起头，有点尴尬。 　　过了半天，她终于想到一句话“要不坐下，再吃点？” 　　那天晚上，本来快结束的火锅餐，随着青年的落座，又延续了半个多小时。 　　等他们结账出门，时间已经过了九点。 　　林晚星把学生送到车站，付新书被店长又叫回店里，她和其余学生步行陪了一段。 　　学生们一一回家，最后，她身边只剩下一个人。 　　街道是小城夜晚特有的宁静，青年好像比她更熟悉这里。 　　他们在小巷穿梭，有时会途经河流，林晚星和他有一搭没一搭地聊天。 　　她问他是不是住这附近，又问他是不是从小在宏景长大。 　　青年回答得懒懒散散，但他声音舒徐，他们的对话就一直这么平和地进行下去。 　　在某一时候，林晚星突然开口：“你是不是根本没想好要去哪？” 　　青年忽然停下脚步，路灯下，微低头看她。 　　“两次遇到你，你都坐在那个球场看台，感觉好像是个对你很有意义的地方，有很多想不明白的事情，就要去那里放空一下。” 　　青年没说话，只是目视前方，和她继续往前走。 　　林晚星就自顾自说：“刘指导都要来挖你的话，以你的资历留在国外也能找到工作，但你回国肯定有别的理由。永川恒大可以用高薪打动你，但你缺的或者说你想要的并不是那些。” 　　“直接一点，你是想说，永川恒大不适合我，宏景八中适合我。但我连自己想要什么都不知道，你认为一个校园足球队，能带给我什么？” 　　“我不知道，我这不是想用用招聘技巧嘛。普通公司带给你的是薪资，但我们公司不一样，将给你提供……”林晚星讲到这里，突然有点编不下去。 　　“提供什么？” 　　“梦想？”林晚星弱弱地试探道。 　　“我现在没有梦想。” 　　“还以为你要说，梦想都已经实现了。”林晚星淡淡地笑了起来，“可真难啊，不知道想要什么，也失去了梦想。” 　　她声音很轻，话语飘散在晚风里，青年也没有应答。 　　他们就一直在街道上走着，路灯昏黄，彼此陷入静默沉思。 　　“我到了。”青年的声音响起。 　　林晚星仰头，面前是熟悉又陌生的居民楼。 　　她不由得怔在原地。
Chapter 27 Hot Pot The fragrance wafts through the streets at night. Lin Wanxing was stunned at first, then raised her hand with a smile and waved at him.　　To her surprise, the young man who was sitting by the window and didn't eat hot pot seriously actually raised his hand slightly and greeted her.　　His wrist bones were white and powerful, and his expression was soft.　　His move certainly attracted the attention of the two middle-aged people across the table.　　Lin Wanxing stood outside the floor-to-ceiling window and smiled awkwardly. The tracking was thoroughly discovered...... 　　At the same time, the students were also stopped by the waiter at the door of the hot pot restaurant: "Welcome, the dishes are all 88% off." The young lady's enthusiastic and loud voice. Directly exposed the students who were originally well hidden.　　Across the sidewalk under the streetlights, Lin Wanxing and the students stared wide-eyed, and the scene was full of dramatic embarrassment. For a moment, many thoughts flashed through her mind, and then she made a decision. She walked straight over, took the flyer, and suggested to the students, "It's so cheap, should we try it?" The inside of the hot pot restaurant is more deserted than the outside.　　Most of the tables were empty, adhering to the idea of "coming and coming", Lin Wanxing simply sat at a table next to the young man.　　The students are relatively immature. They sat down very uncomfortably at first, peeking at the next table from time to time, and winking at her in various ways.　　Lin Wanxing handed the hot pot order menu to the students and said, "Just order it." "Teacher?" Fu Xinshu shouted quietly.　　"Huh?" 　　"Don't you think we're a little too ......" 　　"What?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Too blatant?" Qin Ao frowned, "Aren't you embarrassed?" 　　The waiter came just in time to serve peanuts and side dishes before the meal. Lin Wanxing looked at the menu and said, "As long as you are not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed." Sure enough, for the first three minutes of their sittings, the table next to them was very quiet. The wine glass touched, the hot pot boiled and gurgled, but no one spoke.　　The students recovered from the initial shock and discomfort, and their attention was completely absorbed by the hot pot menu.　　Some people want to eat shabu mutton, some people don't; Some people clamored that they must eat luncheon meat, and some people said that luncheon meat would be mushy when it went down to the hot pot.　　In short, under their noisy noise, Lin Wanxing also straightened her back and began to think confidently that they were just coming into the store to eat hot pot.　　The next table finally had the sound of greetings.　　Director Liu said: "You eat more, don't you haven't eaten at night?" Hearing this, Lin Wanxing subconsciously looked at the young man, only to see him nodding slightly, but the hand on the table did not hold the chopsticks at all.　　Under the lights, the young man's side face was more handsome, but it was completely different from what she had seen on the side of the court.　　It's expensive and it's cool.　　The waiter begins to serve the food.　　To Lin Wanxing's surprise, although the boys quarreled for a long time, there were very few dishes that were actually put on the table.　　There are mostly vegetables and only three plates of meat. The plates in the hot pot restaurant are very small, and those plates of side dishes are placed on a whole round table, which looks quite shabby.　　"That's it?" Lin Wanxing couldn't be distracted to listen to what was being talked about at the next table, and looked up and asked.　　"That's all you ordered." The waiter said a little angrily.　　Lin Wanxing took the receipt and checked it, and found that this was indeed the case, so she couldn't help but ask the student: "Do you lose weight?" "We're here to go undercover, so it's good for you to figure out what to prioritize." Qin Ao tapped the plate and said in a low voice.　　"Out of tolerance, you can't be extravagant and wasteful." This is Qi Liang.　　"We've eaten, and we're not hungry now." Fu Xinshu said.　　Lin Wanxing probably knew that they were saving her money, so she sighed slightly, and didn't pierce it, but said faintly: "When the beef is served, everyone must compete fairly." As the hot pot was ordered, the butter and spicy pot were steaming, and the sound of the next table became less clear.　　The children forgot about the main purpose of eating hot pot in the restaurant and began to cook vegetables in full swing.　　The next table is still greeting, and for a while it is "foreign hot pot is not as authentic as at home"; After a while, it was "You should have been on this street a lot when you were a kid."　　Those conversations sounded a lot like pleasantries that were deliberately drawn in the distance.　　In fact, Lin Wanxing also felt strange, as Director Liu, no matter how high-end the restaurant was, he could afford it. He chose a hot pot restaurant instead, looking like he wanted to play the emotional card.　　Thinking of this, she quietly turned back with a cola cup in her hand, wanting to see the young man's expression.　　She noticed an empty cup in front of the young man.　　Lin Wanxing subconsciously drank a sip of Coke, and the middle-aged man next to Liu Dao saw this and began to look for a drink bottle on the table.　　At this moment, Qin Ao suddenly stood up.　　He stood up with their Coke bottles and empty glasses, walked around the narrow aisle, walked to the table, poured a Coke, and placed it in front of the young man with a "pop".　　Lin Wanxing was shocked.　　But Qin Ao's performance didn't end there: "Coach, call me again if it's not enough." After he finished speaking, just when Lin Wanxing thought he was going to come back to sit, Qin Ao actually stopped beside Director Liu, and the high school student who was more than one meter eight leaned down slightly, looked at the middle-aged man Xie Ding, and asked: "Are you here to dig our coach, I advise you, don't beat his idea." This sentence is quite bullying and cool.　　So much so that Director Liu's eyes widened and he couldn't say a word.　　And this plot is completely beyond Lin Wanxing's understanding of normal TV plots, so until Qin Ao sat back in her seat, her brain was still down.　　The boys applauded excitedly, and Yu Ming gave his boss a round of applause.　　Chen Weidong raised his glass to Qin Ao.　　Even Qi Liang said: "The dog finally worked."It seems that from the teacher's point of view, Lin Wanxing wants to criticize Qin Ao for not being polite enough, but it doesn't seem to be a bad thing to have the courage to fight.　　The students began to fight for the side dishes in the hot pot again.　　The next table also began with the "Are you teaching these students" question and "Currently doing some guidance" responses.　　Lin Wanxing couldn't hear a lot of words, and she didn't want to try to hear them so much.　　But at one point, the students, who had been noisy all the time, suddenly fell silent.　　A very clear voice came from the side.　　Director Liu: "If you have any ideas here, including treatment, you can tell us, I will bring the old horse this time, and I won't say much about the sincerity." For about three to five seconds, the youth did not speak.　　Lin Wanxing stared at the boiling hot pot in front of her, the silence beside her was terrifying, she looked up and found that the students' expressions were the same as her, as if they were waiting for some answer.　　"I want to go and see the team first." So says the youth.　　When the voice came, Lin Wanxing couldn't tell what emotions were in her heart, but the students' faces were obviously lost.　　Lin Wanxing picked up the chopsticks and poked them into the hot pot and scooped up a large handful of fat cows.　　Her movements were so smooth that the students were stunned.　　After a few seconds, the boys began to whine and scum, and a pair of chopsticks fell into the hot pot.　　The words "I will definitely arrange it for you" and "when are you free" at the next table gradually drowned out the shouts of the students competing for me.　　When Lin Wanxing had time to turn around, she found that the seat at the table next to her was empty.　　Lin Wanxing subconsciously looked around, and suddenly found that someone was standing behind her with his hands in his pockets.　　As soon as the young people came, their table suddenly became quiet again, like a head teacher raiding the lunch break classroom, and no one dared to speak.　　Lin Wanxing bit her chopsticks and raised her head, a little embarrassed.　　After a long time, she finally thought of a sentence: "Why don't you sit down and eat some more?" That night, the hot pot meal, which was about to end, lasted for more than half an hour as the young man sat down.　　By the time they checked out and went out, it was past nine o'clock.　　Lin Wanxing sent the students to the station, and Fu Xinshu was called back to the store by the store manager, and she and the rest of the students walked with them for a while.　　One by one, the students went home, and in the end, there was only one person left with her.　　The streets were quiet at night in a small town, and the young man seemed to be more familiar with it than she was.　　They shuttled through the alleys, sometimes passing through the river, and Lin Wanxing chatted with him without a match.　　She asked him if he lived in the neighborhood, and asked him if he had grown up in Hongjing.　　The young man replied lazily, but his voice was soothing, and their conversation went on so peacefully.　　At some point, Lin Wanxing suddenly spoke: "Have you not thought about where you are going at all?" The young man suddenly stopped, and under the street lamp, he looked down at her slightly.　　"The two times I met you, you sat in the stands of that stadium and it felt like a place that meant a lot to you, and there were a lot of things you couldn't figure out, so you had to go there and relax." 　　The young man did not speak, but looked ahead and continued to walk with her.　　Lin Wanxing said to herself: "If Director Liu wants to poach you, you can find a job if you stay abroad with your qualifications, but you must have other reasons to return to China." Yongchuan Evergrande can impress you with a high salary, but what you lack or what you want is not that. "To be direct, you want to say that Yongchuan Evergrande is not suitable for me, and Hongjing No. 8 Middle School is suitable for me. But I don't even know what I want, what do you think a campus football team can bring me? "I don't know, I'm not trying to use recruitment techniques. Ordinary companies bring you salary, but our company is different, and we will provide you with ......" Lin Wanxing said this, and suddenly he couldn't make it up.　　"What's on offer?" 　　"Dreams?" Lin Wanxing said weakly and tentatively.　　"I don't have a dream right now." 　　"I thought you were going to say that your dreams have come true." Lin Wanxing smiled faintly, "It's really difficult, I don't know what I want, and I have lost my dream." Her voice was soft, and her words drifted in the evening breeze, and the young man did not answer.　　They kept walking down the street, the street lights dimmed, and they fell into silence and contemplation with each other.　　"I've arrived." The voice of the youth rang out.　　Lin Wanxing raised her head, and in front of her was a familiar and unfamiliar residential building.　　She couldn't help but freeze in place.

第28章 王法 　　居民楼建于1990年， 这是个非常准确的年份。 　　因为那年林晚星的爷爷刚好退休，她爷爷奶奶用多年积蓄，买下了这栋五层楼公房。 　　因为附近学校和文化宫很多， 楼下开课外晚托班和小卖部。楼上4层数住房， 顶层有个巨大天台。 　　林晚星还记得她小时候在楼下小卖部骗完泡泡糖，跑上天台和小朋友比谁的泡泡吹得大。 　　种种场景都已模糊，但回忆起来又显得清晰。 　　后来的事情，她好像也只能从父母偶尔谈话的只言片语中了解。 　　她爸爸从爷爷给安排好学校辞职，坚持去外地工作。爷爷对此表示愤慨，觉得老脸丢光， 父子俩十几年间关系都不好。 　　有些年份，妈妈会带她回来看爷爷，但大部分时间她都没能回来。 　　再后来她读了大学， 寒暑假可以跑回来玩几天， 夏天晚上的时候， 她和爷爷奶奶会在顶楼天台上吃西瓜。 　　脚边缭绕着蚊香的烟，天上有零落的星星。 　　故事的结局是爷爷奶奶离世。 　　老两口遗体捐献， 也没有家属参与的追悼会， 　　她最后选择回到老家，委托中介代理出租，却始终没再来过这栋楼前。 　　现在， 在一个普通的夜晚。 　　她和好像也不是很熟的男生散步到旧时生活的楼下，大片香樟的味道在晚风中飘散，像是一个深绿色的奇异梦境。 　　过了很长那么一段时间，林晚星才看向青年， 缓缓问：“你住在这里？” 　　“顶楼， 刚搬来。” 　　好像有很多无关线索有很小的串联， 但又显得无关紧要。 　　林晚星想起第一次见面时，青年对她半熟不熟的样子。好像按照租房签约规定，房客会查看房东身份证件，所以青年早就知道她是谁？ 　　而她自己呢……林晚星想起中介代签的租房合同，只能假装恍然大悟：“喔，你是……” 　　她的调子拖得有点长，等待青年来接。 　　空气里却是一长段静默，除了老新村里桂花树的香气外，还有青年略带笑意的目光。 　　林晚星的声音拖了很长一段时间，等她实在拖不下去，话音终止，尴尬即将蔓延前。 　　青年才见好就收般地伸出手：“王法，你的房客。” 　　他这么说。 　　后来，林晚星是一个人走回学校的。 　　夜深人静，路人稀少，林晚星冷静下来，思考了下自己当时的反应。她在震惊后，就发出了个震惊的单音节。 　　青年好像也很习惯别人听到名字后的反应，给他解释了下，“王法”就“国家法令”的意思，父母希望他遵纪守法。 　　虽然他言辞平和，林晚星总觉得这个名字似乎有另外的含义。但在咂了两遍嘴后，她只说：“还挺酷。” 　　后来，她和她的新房客告别。 　　夜风下，林晚星才觉得不可思议。 　　她既不知道，为什么青年，哦不，为什么王法同志为什么正好租了她的房子。她也不清楚，怎么她们会在那片球场有离奇的偶遇？ 　　虽然怎么想，人和人的相遇除了少数处心积虑，都是自然而然发生的巧合。 　　但林晚星也想起秦敖拍到她办公桌上那个烟盒，可能是她近来遇到的人为巧合颇多，让她总有很多莫名其妙的想法。 　　夜色中，林晚星回望爷爷奶奶的楼，陈旧广告牌在夜色里只剩下钢铁骨架。记忆里到底写着什么字，也并不是很清晰了。 　　预选赛结果公布，是在第二天的中午。 　　一整个早上连带午间，学校体育课程安排得满满当当。 　　中午时候，器材室堆满学生们上完体育课送回来的仰卧起坐垫和未整理的跳绳。 　　林晚星在学校后门外的水果店买了半个切好的西瓜，回到器材室开始慢慢重新整理。 　　中午也没有熟人上门，这里的熟人特指那几位经常光顾的同学，所以林晚星度过了非常清闲的一个午间。 　　电话响起时，林晚星正在器材室的躺椅上吃西瓜。所以她听到电话那头很陌生的问询声，还没有第一时间反应过来。 　　对方很认真确认了她的身份，告知她青超联赛预选赛结果和加赛决定。 　　林晚星心跳有点加速，立刻从躺椅上坐起，走到办公桌前，记下电话通知的附加赛时间地点和队伍。 　　挂断电话，林晚星放下笔，初秋的热风从窗外灌入，学校的上课铃声响起。 　　林晚星没有第一时间通知学生们附加赛的消息。 　　她的下午时间过得很快，校外小吃摊的香气和车水马龙声一并腾起。 　　她照例打卡下班，锁门的时候，她看到器材室外树荫下蹲着两个男生。正是秦敖同学和他的指定跟班俞明同学。 　　见她出门，秦敖走过来，单肩背着包，很不耐烦地说：“你能不能稍微负点责任。” 　　林晚星被教育懵了：“我怎么了？” 　　“今天的训练时间和集合地点你不通知吗，下班就想溜？” 　　林晚星愣了下，随后开始锁门。虽然秦敖很理直气壮，但她更理直气壮：“反正训练地点你们也知道，想练的话，当然会来。” 　　“我又不！”秦敖瞪大眼，说了一半却只能语塞。 　　虽然嘴上强硬，但林晚星往学校后门走的时候，秦敖还是默默跟在她后面。 　　学校后门，林晚星又“捡”到了两位同学。 　　门将冯锁同学好像早就等在哪里，老远就冲他们挥手。看到秦敖的时候，他大声嚷道：“老秦你也提前交卷啦？” 　　“谁和你一样？”秦敖边说边往校外走，“老子压根就没考。” 　　林晚星和冯锁不约而同都沉默了下。 　　林晚星这才意识到，今天傍晚学校里的学生，是比平时少一些。 　　“今天你们都有考试吗？”林晚星问。 　　“今天我们高三年级统考啊。”冯锁说。 　　林晚星点了点头，也难怪这个点集合的学生这么少。她往校门外走，和蹲在校门外的郑飞扬同学打了个招呼，随意地道，“你们都做完卷子了？” 　　“当然，我座位前面是我们班学习委员，有兄弟。”冯锁说。 　　“这样啊。”林晚星笑问道。 　　“考试要考好，作弊少不了。”林晚星笑道。 　　“老师你也抄别人的？”俞明露出吃瓜的好气目光。 　　“我还好，一般自己做的话，会比抄别人快一点。”林晚星说。 　　秦敖：“……” 　　对于或没参加考试，或用“特殊手段”提前交卷的学生，林晚星没再多说什么。她也同样没在校门口多做停留，只是和先来的几位同学，一起往老体育馆的球场走去。 　　傍晚时，夕阳的红光越来越浓。 　　林晚星站在入口处抬头，看台上，青年熟悉的身影出现在那里。 　　哦，对了，他叫王法。
Chapter 28 The Residential Building was built in 1990, which is a very accurate year.　　Because Lin Wanxing's grandfather just retired that year, her grandparents used their savings for many years to buy this five-story public house.　　Because there are many schools and cultural palaces nearby, there are evening nurseries and canteens downstairs. There are 4 floors of housing upstairs and a huge rooftop on the top floor.　　Lin Wanxing still remembers that when she was a child, she cheated bubble gum in the downstairs commissary, and ran to the rooftop to compete with the children whose bubbles were bigger.　　The scenes are blurred, but they are clearly recalled.　　She seems to know about the rest of the story only from the occasional conversation between her parents.　　Her father resigned from the school arranged by her grandfather and insisted on going to work in other places. Grandpa expressed indignation at this and felt that the old face was disgraced, and the relationship between father and son was not good for more than ten years.　　In some years, her mother would take her back to see her grandfather, but most of the time she never came back.　　Later, when she went to college, she could come back for a few days during the winter and summer vacations, and in the summer, she and her grandparents would eat watermelon on the rooftop terrace in the summer.　　There was the smoke of mosquito coils at his feet, and there were scattered stars in the sky.　　The story ends with the death of the grandparents.　　The body of the old couple was donated, and there was no memorial service attended by her family, so she finally chose to return to her hometown and entrust an intermediary agent to rent it, but she never came to the front of this building again.　　Now, on an ordinary night.　　She walked downstairs with the boy who didn't seem to know each other very well, and the smell of camphor wafted in the evening breeze, like a strange dream of dark green.　　After a long time, Lin Wanxing looked at the young man and asked slowly, "You live here?" "Penthouse, just moved in." 　　There seem to be a lot of extraneous threads that have small concatenation, but seem inconsequential.　　Lin Wanxing remembered that when they met for the first time, the young man was half-familiar with her. It seems that according to the rules of the rental contract, the tenant will check the landlord's ID card, so the young man has long known who she is?　　And what about herself...... Lin Wanxing remembered the rental contract signed by the intermediary, and could only pretend to suddenly realize: "Oh, you are ......" 　　Her tone dragged on a little long, waiting for the young man to pick it up.　　There was a long silence in the air, in addition to the fragrance of the osmanthus trees in the old and new villages, there were also the smiling eyes of the young people.　　Lin Wanxing's voice dragged on for a long time, and when she couldn't drag it anymore, the voice stopped, and the embarrassment was about to spread.　　When the young man saw it, he stretched out his hand: "Wang Fa, your tenant." He said so.　　Later, Lin Wanxing walked back to school alone.　　In the dead of night and few passers-by, Lin Wanxing calmed down and thought about her reaction at that time. After she was shocked, she let out a shocked monosyllable.　　The young man seemed to be very accustomed to the reaction of others when he heard his name, and explained to him that "Wang Fa" means "national law", and his parents wanted him to abide by the law.　　Although his words were calm, Lin Wanxing always felt that the name seemed to have another meaning. But after smacking her mouth twice, she just said, "It's pretty cool." Later, she said goodbye to her new tenant.　　Under the night wind, Lin Wanxing felt incredible.　　She didn't know why the youth, oh no, why Comrade Wang Fa happened to rent her house. She didn't know why they had a bizarre encounter on that court.　　No matter how you think about it, the encounters between people and people, except for a few deliberate thoughts, are all natural coincidences.　　But Lin Wanxing also remembered that Qin Ao photographed the cigarette case on her desk, which may be due to a lot of artificial coincidences she has encountered recently, so that she always has a lot of inexplicable ideas.　　In the night, Lin Wanxing looked back at her grandparents' building, and only the steel skeleton of the old billboard was left in the night. It's not very clear what words are written in my memory.　　The results of the qualifiers were announced at noon the next day.　　All morning and lunch, the school's physical education program was full.　　At noon, the equipment room was filled with sit-up cushions and unsorted jump ropes that students had sent back from PE class.　　Lin Wanxing bought half a cut watermelon at the fruit store outside the back door of the school, returned to the equipment room and began to slowly rearrange it.　　There were no acquaintances at noon, and the acquaintances here specifically referred to those classmates who frequented, so Lin Wanxing spent a very quiet lunch.　　When the phone rang, Lin Wanxing was eating watermelon on a recliner in the equipment room. So she heard a very unfamiliar inquiry on the other end of the phone, and she didn't react immediately.　　The other party confirmed her identity very carefully and informed her of the results of the Youth Super League qualifiers and the decision of the extra match.　　Lin Wanxing's heart beat a little faster, and she immediately sat up from the recliner, walked to the desk, and wrote down the time, place and team of the play-offs notified by phone.　　Hanging up the phone, Lin Wanxing put down the pen, the hot air of early autumn poured in from the window, and the school bell rang.　　Lin Wanxing did not immediately inform the students of the news of the play-offs.　　Her afternoon passed quickly, and the aroma of the food stalls outside the school and the sound of traffic rose together.　　She clocked in as usual, and when she locked the door, she saw two boys squatting in the shade of a tree outside the equipment. It was Qin Ao and his designated follower, Yu Ming.　　Seeing her go out, Qin Ao walked over, carrying a bag on one shoulder, and said impatiently, "Can you take a little responsibility." Lin Wanxing was stunned by education: "What's wrong with me?" "Didn't you inform you of today's training time and meeting place, and you want to slip away after work?" 　　Lin Wanxing was stunned, and then began to lock the door.Although Qin Ao was very reasonable, she was even more reasonable: "Anyway, you also know the training location, if you want to practice, of course you will come." "I don't!" Qin Ao's eyes widened, and he could only speak halfway.　　Although she was tough-mouthed, when Lin Wanxing walked towards the back door of the school, Qin Ao still followed her silently.　　At the back door of the school, Lin Wanxing "picked up" two more classmates.　　Goalkeeper Feng Suo seemed to be waiting for a long time, and waved at them from afar. When he saw Qin Ao, he shouted loudly: "Old Qin, did you also submit the papers in advance?" "Who's like you?" Qin Ao said as he walked outside the school, "Lao Tzu didn't take the test at all." Lin Wanxing and Feng Suo were silent.　　Lin Wanxing realized that there were fewer students in the school this evening than usual.　　"Do you all have exams today?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Today, we have a unified examination for the third year of high school." Feng Suo said.　　Lin Wanxing nodded, no wonder there were so few students gathered at this point. She walked outside the school gate, said hello to Zheng Feiyang, who was squatting outside the school gate, and said casually, "Have you all finished the papers?" "Of course, in front of my seat is the study committee member of our class, and there are brothers." Feng Suo said.　　"That's right." Lin Wanxing asked with a smile.　　"If you want to do well in the exam, cheating is indispensable." Lin Wanxing said with a smile.　　"Teacher, you also copy other people's?" Yu Ming showed a kind look at eating melons.　　"I'm okay, if I do it myself, it's a little faster than copying others." Lin Wanxing said.　　Qin Ao: "......" 　　For students who either did not take the exam, or used "special means" to submit their papers in advance, Lin Wanxing did not say anything more. She also didn't stop at the school gate for long, but walked to the court of the old gymnasium with a few classmates who came first.　　In the evening, the red glow of the setting sun grows thicker and thicker.　　Lin Wanxing stood at the entrance and looked up, and in the stands, the familiar figure of the young man appeared there.　　Oh, by the way, his name is Wang Fa.

第29章 不来 　　林晚星照例跳上看台， 坐在了王法身边。 　　学生们把书包一扔，伴着傍晚的热风，开始在球场上简单活动。 　　因为高三模拟统考， 到场学生很少， 在偌大的球场上显得人丁寥落。甚至连“训练积极分子”陈江河同学都未到场。而他们的教练并未因球员未到齐而发表任何疑问。 　　林晚星总有种感觉，虽然王法好像也挺好交流，有时还会逗趣，但又常有种拒人千里之外的冷漠。 　　她想了一会儿，还是先客套着开口：“房子住得还习惯吗？” 　　“没什么不习惯的。” 　　“那我有个问题。” 　　“请讲。” 　　“如果你有打算在别的地方执教，为什么要租我们这儿的房子？”她暗示了下， 昨天刘指导来给永川恒大俱乐部“招工”的事。 　　“有道理。”王法就轻描淡写说了三个字。 　　“有道理是什么意思？”林晚星很不理解。 　　“你说得有道理，毕竟我选择在这里租房，就有定居的意思。但是……” 　　这个“是”的尾音拖得很长， 林晚星等了很久， 都没听到转折后的半句话。 　　她用眼神示意王法， 但青年目视前方，好像完全忘了自己刚才在说什么。 　　林晚星被噎了下， 知道青年并没想和她讲的打算，感觉这也属于逗趣的一种形式了。 　　天还是热的，在球场边坐一会儿，就微微有汗。 　　“我接到电话了， 这周日，我们还有次加赛的机会。”她靠在椅背上，也跟着王法，看向球场上的少年们。 　　这是她还没和学生们讲的消息。 　　“恭喜你们。”他这么说道， 语气平静， 也听不出到底什么意思。 　　“不用客气， 大家都这么熟了。”林晚星笑道，“那我们这周日，能请你再来做指导吗？” 　　“我周日要出门。” 　　王法边说，边压了下帽檐，看上去也并没对现在球场上发生的事很感兴趣。 　　林晚星怔了下，她不清楚他说的是托词还是事实。 　　本来从一开始，王法也没答应做他们队伍的教练。毕竟目前这支勉强凑成的队伍，看上去还挺摇摇欲坠，说不定周日打完就原地解散，好像也没什么认真执教这支队伍的必要。 　　话已至此，她也沉默下来。 　　不远处，学生们好像结束了热身，四个人有说有笑走过来，而更远一些的地方。付新书和陈江河的身影出现在跑道上，他们应该是刚考完，正背着书包，冲着看台，小跑过来。 　　男生们走近的时候，总会带来一阵扑面而来的腾腾热气。 　　或许是因为看台上气氛略显安静又或者是她没有第一时间端起笑容，学生们走上看台，冯锁下意识问道：“老师你们在聊啥呢？” 　　林晚星没有第一时间回，她正思考措辞，却听身旁青年的声音先响起：“你们老师告诉我，你们周日有加赛。” 　　学生们顿时炸开，男生们用大嗓门嚷道。 　　“靠，真的？” 　　“真还有机会？” 　　“你接到电话为什么不早说？” 　　林晚星也不能讲，她是想先确定他们的“教练”有空后再说，只能告诉学生：“我当然是要要等人齐一起宣布，正式一点。” 　　她看向青年，其实她不理解对方既然决定周末不出现，却这么自然地提起这件事。 　　付新书和陈江河走上看台，经大嗓门的冯锁同学一宣扬，小付同学立刻正色：“那我们要更加认真准备比赛了。” 　　他说完，看向王法：“教练，要辛苦您了。” 　　小付同学的拜托，带着种不社会的生涩。 　　“我没什么辛苦的，刚才还在和你们老师说，我周日要出门，不会去现场。”在学生们稍稍安静后，青年很直白地说道。 　　再听一遍拒绝，林晚星已经很平静，但学生们显然情绪更激烈。 　　“为什么？” 　　“您是真有事，还是不想去？” 　　他们的问题连珠炮似的，带着点年轻人不可置信的火气。 　　然而他们的教练仍然神情安稳，并没有安抚学生的打算。 　　“教练，我能问，是为什么吗？”付新书眉头微蹙，但他也永远是最显得冷静和最想再坚持一下的那个。 　　“我有事，要出门。”王法微抬头，答。 　　“不会是刘指导约你周末去永川恒大？”秦敖突然挑眉，很犀利。 　　“很不巧，就是这样。” 　　林晚星心里咯噔一下，虽然大概也猜到估计是类似事宜。但由青年这么自然地讲给学生听，又是另一种感觉。 　　“艹，老子就知道。”秦敖一甩手，按照他以往的脾气，大概又要走人。但这次，他的脚像黏在地上一样。过了会儿，几个字眼一点一点从他唇缝里挤出来，“那你能和刘指导说一声，你礼拜天有事，改天去他那吗？” 　　对秦敖这样的孩子来说，能这么恳求他人，实属罕见。 　　可他们的教练却并不为所动：“我没打算修改行程。” 　　“你是不是因为今天没什么人来，觉得我们根本不想好好踢球，没必要在我们身上浪费时间？”陈江河突然想到什么。 　　“这么说有点直接……但还是很不巧，我没有过这种想法。比较我的未来工作计划，是我的未来工作计划，而你们的比赛，是你们的比赛。两者间没有必然关联。”王法很肯定地答道。 　　林晚星愣了下，总觉调调听上去有点耳熟。 　　人只能为自己负责，大概就是这个意思吧。 　　“这你教的？” 　　突然，秦敖愤怒的目光扫来。 　　林晚星惊醒，猛地举手：“冤枉，不是我！” 　　“可教练你不是昨天还说，让我们来训练的时候，要带脑子吗？”这时，俞明同学略显委屈的声音响起。 　　“是，所以我坐在这里。” 　　终于，林晚星能从青年的声音里，听出一丝无奈。 　　夕阳的余韵柔和了青年的唇角和眉梢。 　　林晚星想，王法可能确实没什么执教高中校队的打算。 　　但面对一群十七八岁、懵懵懂懂的孩子，什么人都会心软，就连她自己，好像也是这样。 　　“你会教我们点东西，但周日有事不来，对吗？” 　　“是。”青年说。 　　“那我们？”学生们面面相觑，听到这话，又似乎高兴了点。 　　“今天练什么？” 　　“我想看你们，踢一场队内对抗赛。”教练这么说。
Chapter 29 Don't Come Lin Wanxing jumped into the stands as usual and sat next to Wang Fa.　　The students threw away their school bags and began to do simple activities on the court with the hot evening breeze.　　Because of the simulated unified examination in the third year of high school, there were very few students present, and there were few people on the huge court. Even the "training activist" Chen Jianghe was not present. And their coach didn't have any doubts about the lack of players.　　Lin Wanxing always had a feeling that although Wang Fa seemed to be very communicative and sometimes funny, he often had a kind of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away.　　She thought for a while, but she still spoke politely: "Are you still used to living in the house?" "Nothing unaccustomed." 　　"Then I have a question." 　　"Please." 　　"If you're planning to teach somewhere else, why rent us here?" She hinted at the fact that Director Liu came to "recruit" Yongchuan Evergrande Club yesterday.　　"Makes sense." Wang Fa said three words lightly.　　"What does it mean to make sense?" Lin Wanxing didn't understand it very much.　　"You have a point, after all, if I choose to rent a house here, I have the meaning of settling. But ......" 　　The end of this "yes" dragged on for a long time, and Lin Wanxing waited for a long time, but didn't hear half a sentence after the turn.　　She gestured to Wang Fa with her eyes, but the young man looked ahead, as if he had completely forgotten what he had just said.　　Lin Wanxing was choked, knowing that the young man didn't want to talk to her, she felt that this was also a form of fun.　　It's still hot, and when I sit on the side of the court for a while, I sweat slightly.　　"I got a call, and we've got a chance to play extra on Sunday." She leaned back in her chair and followed Wang Fa, looking at the teenagers on the court.　　This is something she hasn't told the students yet.　　"Congratulations." He said this in a calm tone, unable to make out what he meant.　　"You're welcome, everyone knows each other so well." Lin Wanxing said with a smile, "Then we can ask you to come again for guidance this Sunday?" "I'm going out on Sunday." 　　Wang Fa said, pressing down the brim of his hat, and he didn't seem to be very interested in what was happening on the court now.　　Lin Wanxing was stunned, she didn't know if he was talking about excuses or facts.　　Originally, from the beginning, Wang Fa did not agree to be the coach of their team. After all, the current barely assembled team looks quite shaky, and maybe it will be disbanded on the spot after the game on Sunday, and there seems to be no need to coach this team seriously.　　At this point, she also fell silent.　　Not far away, the students seemed to have finished their warm-up, and the four of them walked over talking and laughing, and farther away. Fu Xinshu and Chen Jianghe's figures appeared on the runway, they should have just finished the exam, and they were carrying schoolbags, rushing towards the stands, trotting over.　　When the boys approach, they always bring a burst of steaming heat.　　Perhaps because the atmosphere in the stands was a little quiet or she didn't smile for the first time, the students walked up to the stands, and Feng Suo subconsciously asked, "Teacher, what are you talking about?" Lin Wanxing didn't reply immediately, she was thinking about the wording, but she heard the voice of the young man next to her sound first: "Your teacher told me that you have an extra match on Sunday." The students exploded, and the boys shouted loudly.　　"Damn, really?" 　　"Is there really a chance?" 　　"Why didn't you say it sooner when you got the call?" 　　Lin Wanxing couldn't talk either, she wanted to make sure that their "coach" was available before she could speak, so she could only tell the students: "Of course I want to wait for everyone to announce it together, be formal." She looked at the young man, in fact, she didn't understand that the other party had decided not to show up on the weekend, but he brought up the matter so naturally.　　Fu Xinshu and Chen Jianghe walked up to the stands, and as soon as Feng Suo, who had a loud voice, preached, Xiao Fu immediately straightened up: "Then we have to prepare for the game more seriously." After he finished speaking, he looked at Wang Fa: "Coach, I'm going to work hard for you." Xiaofu's please, with a kind of unsocial jerky.　　"I don't have any hard work, I was still telling your teacher just now that I have to go out on Sunday and will not go to the scene." After the students were quiet for a while, the young man said very bluntly.　　Listening to the rejection again, Lin Wanxing was already calm, but the students were obviously more emotional.　　"Why?" 　　"Do you really have something to do, or do you not want to go?" 　　Their questions were like a barrage, with a bit of unbelievable anger from young people.　　However, their instructor still looked calm and had no intention of reassuring the students.　　"Coach, may I ask, why?" Fu Xinshu frowned slightly, but he was always the one who seemed the most calm and wanted to hold on the most.　　"I have something to do, I want to go out." Wang Fa raised his head slightly and replied.　　"Won't it be Director Liu who asked you to go to Yongchuan Evergrande on the weekend?" Qin Ao suddenly raised his eyebrows, very sharp.　　"Unfortunately, that's it." 　　Lin Wanxing chuckled in her heart, although she probably guessed that it was probably a similar matter. But it is another feeling that young people speak to students so naturally.　　"Damn, I know." Qin Ao shook his hand, and according to his previous temper, he was probably going to leave again. But this time, his feet felt like they were glued to the ground. After a while, a few words squeezed out of his lips little by little, "Then can you tell Director Liu, you have something to do on Sunday, can you go to him another day?" For a child like Qin Ao, it is rare to be able to plead with others like this.　　But their coach was unmoved: "I don't plan to change the itinerary."Do you think that because no one is here today, we don't want to play well at all, so there's no need to waste time on us?" Chen Jianghe suddenly thought of something.　　"It's a bit straightforward...... Unfortunately, I didn't have that kind of thought. Compare my future work plan, my future work plan, and your game is your game. There is no necessary correlation between the two. Wang Fa replied affirmatively.　　Lin Wanxing was stunned, and always felt that the tune sounded a little familiar.　　People can only be responsible for themselves, which is probably what it means.　　"You taught this?" 　　Suddenly, Qin Ao's angry gaze swept over.　　Lin Wanxing woke up and raised her hand suddenly: "Wronged, it's not me!" "But didn't you say yesterday that when we come to train, we should bring our brains?" At this time, Yu Ming's slightly aggrieved voice sounded.　　"yes, so I'm sitting here." 　　Finally, Lin Wanxing could hear a trace of helplessness from the young man's voice.　　The afterglow of the setting sun softened the corners of the youth's lips and eyebrows.　　Lin Wanxing thought that Wang Fa might not have any plans to coach the high school varsity team.　　But in the face of a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old, ignorant children, everyone will be soft-hearted, even herself, it seems to be the same.　　"You're going to teach us something, but there's something to do on Sunday, right?" 　　"Yes." The youth said.　　"What about us?" The students looked at each other and seemed a little happier to hear this.　　"What are you practicing today?" 　　"I want to see you guys play an intra-team game." So the coach said.

第30章 建议 　　队内对抗赛的具体形式， 是以大约半场为单位，进行攻防演练。 　　学生们自愿组队，分为两组， 进攻失败则对方拿球， 同样也解决只有一个守门员的问题。 　　更主要的是，这样使用场地有限，不用和傍晚在跑道和球场健身的爷爷奶奶们抢占空间…… 　　当然，这些理由都是林晚星想出来的。 　　因为从宣布队内对抗赛后，他们的教练既不解释也不多做指导。又加之实际到场球员人数严重不足，所以其实也就根本不需要考虑什么占地面积…… 　　林晚星看向球场。 　　总之王法一番话后， 男孩子们并没什么多想的情绪，他们自行简单地分成两队，抱着足球， 跑向球场。 　　期间， 付新书督促秦敖， 也有打电话给未到场的同学。得到了诸如“你们今天也没通知训练”和“今天忘了回家了，明天来”之类的回应， 但也有两位同学赶来训练。 　　其实本来也不是什么规模正式的训练赛。 　　球门前有健身的老人在球靠着球门框拉伸，男孩们就在场边摆了两个书包，粗略划定球门和半场范围。好像也确实不用什么过多的指导，对抗赛自然而然就开始了。最后到场的总共也就7个， 是很简单的3V3对抗。 　　场地不标准没有关系，边界无法清楚界定也无妨，男孩子们就自然而然在操场上奔跑起来，看上去很放松也很愉快。比起认真训练， 他们更像是跑来跑去地追逐， 发泄着一天学校生活的疲惫。 　　林晚星靠在看台上， 夕阳暖烘烘的，像能听到足球传递时的砰砰声，还有间或响起的指挥声。 　　有时传球过长，足球划过大半个操场到了很远很远的地方，比赛被迫中断，踢出界的男生需要就跑很长一段距离去捡，他们却来来回回，乐此不疲。 　　天色已经到了完全的夜晚，月亮和不那么明亮的跑道外路灯成了男生们踢球的光源。 　　在林晚星的位置看去，球场上学生奔跑的身影变得模糊。连她都在看台上坐得浑身僵硬，男生们在发泄完一天考试的压抑后，好像也渐渐疲惫起来。他们跑动幅度变小，速度变慢，空气中传来的传球的砰砰声，也没有那么快乐和响亮了。 　　终于到了某个瞬间，在一次进球后，大家好像都跑不动了。 　　他们聚在一起，好像又意识到什么，一群人商量一会儿，抱着球，又往看台走来。 　　“教练。”付新书抹了把汗，先开口，“我们是不是忘了问你，今天训练的目的是什么？” 　　“对。”秦敖很直白地说：“你上次跟我们说来训练要带脑子。” 　　男生的前胸后背都湿透了，看起来不是踢爽快了，也不会想到来问训练目的这件事。 　　座椅上的教练帽檐微抬，倒是很诚恳地回答了两个字：“体能”。 　　“体能训练？”男生们拔高音量。 　　大概连林晚星都觉得，王法说的“我想看你们踢队内对抗赛”是想了解球员的能力好配备专业的战略战术，但没想到，只是单纯的体能训练。 　　不过男生们对于王法好像比她想象得更信任一些。 　　“和昨天一样，就是让我们不停地跑？”他们还认真询问，“因为我们礼拜天又要比赛，怕我们跑不动？” 　　“换个问题吧，你们找我来做教练，想达到什么要的目标？” 　　“目标？” 　　有那么几秒钟，男生们被这个问题问住。 　　但他们的回答也很快很理所当然。 　　“我们礼拜天有比赛啊。” 　　“对啊，我们想这几天练练，礼拜天比赛能更强力一点，踢爆对面。” 　　“万一赢了还能晋级。” 　　答案围绕着“比赛”和“胜利”，同所有竞技运动一样，目的非常单纯直接。 　　“为了周日的比赛？”王法又确定了一遍。 　　“对啊。”学生们有些莫名他为什么要这么问。 　　“那我回答是，如果要准备周日的比赛，一周时间只够你们熟悉球感，增加默契，提升体能。” 　　“所以你让我们互相踢比赛？” 　　“是，在短时间内，能帮助你们的最好方法就是不停地进行训练赛。在一组又一组的训练赛中，反复榨干你们的体力，让你们的身体适应比赛的强度。”王法顿了顿，“现在应该没有条件给你们找一支完整的球队来和你们踢正规训练赛，所以训练赛的规模就是队内对抗。” 　　“哦，那教练你说的，‘一组又一组’的意思是？” 　　王法看眼手表：“现在是7：30分，30分钟为一场，中场休息5分钟，能踢几场算几场。” 　　男生们大概也被那个“能踢几场算几场”给吓到，一时怔住。 　　也就在这时，学生们扔在看台的书包里传出手机铃声。 　　大家都跑过去翻书包，一阵闹哄哄后，俞明接起了电话。 　　“喂，妈。” 　　“你先别说了，我这跟林老师上课呢。” 　　“知道了，八点半肯定到家啊。” 　　男生不由分说挂断电话，生怕再说下去，就要被妈妈提着耳朵抓回家。 　　“教练，对不起啊，我八点半前要到家，八点就要走。”俞明跑过来说。 　　“没事，赛训监督不归我管，我只是在提供点建议。”王法的态度倒是一如既往，“在一周时间内每天如此，这样训练太苦，你们可以随意。” 　　“你这是激将法还是？”秦敖说。 　　王法说：“我没必要对你们用激将法。” 　　虽然教练称述的是事实，但在孩子们听来，更像是轻视。 　　秦敖同学这种暴脾气直接地说：“艹你这种态度真jb烦人，爱教不教的。” 　　林晚星赶忙劝道：“哎呀哎呀，你们也别想那么多，俞明不是八点要跑路嘛，大家就先踢着嘛，累了就散。” 　　付新书见状，也拽住秦敖。 　　学生们拉拉扯扯，跑下看台，又开始踢了起来。 　　夜色朦胧，球场四周锻炼的人都少了，只剩下零星居民在跑道上跑步。 　　周围一切随着夜色渐深而变得沉静。 　　林晚星也安静了那么一段时间，虽然球场上高中生们的身影还在跑动，但她已经听不见球场上学生们的对话，他们的行动和意志都似乎沉闷起来。 　　初秋的虫鸣，被衬得更加响亮。 　　林晚星打了个哈欠，向身边瞥去。 　　他们的教练背靠塑料椅，长腿平搁在前排座椅上，一如既往淡然地注视球场。当然，把淡然这个词换成漠然或者别的什么可以形容“不以为意”的词语都可以。 　　青年像是接受到她的视线，也同时看了过来。 　　“我刚想了下。”林晚星斟酌片刻，开口。 　　“什么？” 　　“呃……就秦敖这个小子说话比较直接，我能换个委婉的说法，替他们表达下想法吗？” 　　“可以。” 　　闻言，林晚星转过头，认真凝视王法的眼睛：“你确实没在鼓励他们坚持踢球，为什么呀？”
Chapter 30 Recommendations The specific format of the intra-team confrontation is to conduct offensive and defensive drills in units of about half a court.　　The students voluntarily formed teams and divided into two groups, and if the attack failed, the opponent would take the ball, and the problem of only one goalkeeper was solved.　　What's more, the use of space is limited, so you don't have to grab space with grandparents who work out on the track and court in the evening...... 　　Of course, these reasons were all thought up by Lin Wanxing.　　Because since the announcement of the intra-team match, their coach has neither explained nor instructed much. In addition, the actual number of players on the field is seriously insufficient, so there is no need to consider the floor space at all...... 　　Lin Wanxing looked at the court.　　Anyway, after Wang Fa's words, the boys didn't think much of it, they simply divided into two teams, held the football, and ran to the field.　　During this period, Fu Xinshu urged Qin Ao, and also called the classmates who were not present. I got responses such as "You didn't notify you for training today" and "I forgot to go home today, come tomorrow", but two students also came to train.　　In fact, it was not a formal training tournament of any scale.　　In front of the goal, there were fitness old people stretching the ball against the goal frame, and the boys placed two school bags on the sidelines to roughly delineate the goal and half court range. It seems that it really doesn't take much guidance, and the competition starts naturally. In the end, there were only 7 in total, and it was a very simple 3v3 confrontation.　　It doesn't matter if the field is not standard, and the boundaries are not clearly defined, so the boys naturally run on the playground and look relaxed and happy. Rather than training seriously, they are more like running around chasing each other, venting the fatigue of a day at school.　　Lin Wanxing leaned on the stands, the sunset was warm, like the thud of the football pass, and the occasional command sound.　　Sometimes the pass is too long, the ball is swept across most of the playground to a far, far away, the game is interrupted, and the boys who kick out of bounds need to run a long distance to pick it up, but they go back and forth, and they never get tired of it.　　It was already full night, and the moon and the not-so-bright street lamps outside the track became the light source for the boys to play football.　　Looking at Lin Wanxing's position, the figures of students running on the court became blurred. Even she sat stiff in the stands, and the boys seemed to be getting tired after venting their depression after a day of exams. They run less, their speed slows, and the thumping of passes in the air is not so happy and loud.　　Finally, at a certain point, after a goal, everyone seemed to be unable to run.　　They gathered together, as if realizing something again, and the group discussed for a while, held the ball, and walked to the stands again.　　"Coach." Fu Xinshu wiped his sweat and spoke first, "Did we forget to ask you, what is the purpose of today's training?" "Yes." Qin Ao said very bluntly: "You told us last time that you should bring your brains to training. The boy's chest and back were soaked, and he didn't look like he was kicking refreshed, and he didn't think to ask about the purpose of training.　　The brim of the coach's hat on the seat was slightly raised, but he answered two words very sincerely: "physical fitness".　　"Fitness?" The boys raised their voices.　　Probably even Lin Wanxing felt that Wang Fa's "I want to see you play intra-team matches" was to understand the players' abilities and professional strategies and tactics, but they didn't expect that it was just simple physical training.　　However, the boys seem to trust Wang Fa more than she imagined.　　"Just like yesterday, just keep us running?" They also asked seriously, "Because we have a race again on Sunday, are we afraid that we won't be able to run?" "Let's change the question, what do you want to achieve when you ask me to be a coach?" 　　"Target?" 　　For a few seconds, the boys were stopped by the question.　　But their answers were quick and rightfully so.　　"We have a game on Sunday." 　　"Yes, we want to practice in the next few days, and we can be a little stronger in the game on Sunday and kick the other side." 　　"If you win, you can advance." 　　The answer revolves around "competition" and "victory", and like all competitive sports, the purpose is very simple and straightforward.　　"For Sunday's game?" Wang Fa confirmed it again.　　"That's right." The students were a little puzzled as to why he asked.　　"Then my answer is that if you want to prepare for Sunday's game, a week is only enough time for you to get familiar with the ball, increase your tacit understanding, and improve your physical fitness." 　　"So you're going to let us play each other?" 　　"Yes, the best way to help you in a short period of time is to keep training matches. In one training match after another, you will be drained of your physical strength and your body will be used to the intensity of the game. Wang Fa paused, "There should be no conditions for you to find a complete team to play regular training matches with you now, so the scale of the training matches is intra-team confrontation." "Oh, what do you mean, by coach, 'group after group'?" 　　Wang Fa looked at his watch: "It's 7:30 now, 30 minutes is a game, halftime is 5 minutes, how many games can be played." The boys were probably also frightened by the "how many games can be played", and they were stunned for a while.　　At this moment, the sound of mobile phones rang from the schoolbags that the students threw in the stands.　　Everyone ran over to rummage through their schoolbags, and after a commotion, Yu Ming picked up the phone.　　"Hey, Mom." 　　"Don't talk about it yet, I'm going to take a class with Teacher Lin." 　　"I know, I'm sure I'll be home at half past eight.The boy couldn't help but hang up the phone, for fear that if he continued to talk, he would be caught by his mother by the ear and go home.　　"Coach, I'm sorry, I'm going home before half past eight, and I'm leaving at eight o'clock." Yu Ming ran over and said.　　"It's okay, I'm not in charge of the training supervisor, I'm just giving some advice." Wang Fa's attitude was the same as always, "Do this every day for a week, this kind of training is too hard, you can do whatever you want." "Are you agitating or not?" Qin Ao said.　　Wang Fa said, "I don't need to use the method of agitation on you. Although the coach claims to be true, to the children, it sounds more like contempt.　　Qin Ao's violent temper said directly: ", your attitude is really annoying, you love to teach but don't teach." Lin Wanxing hurriedly persuaded: "Oh, hey, don't think so much, Yu Ming isn't going to run away at eight o'clock, let's just kick it first, and disperse when you're tired." Seeing this, Fu Xinshu also grabbed Qin Ao.　　The students tugged and pulled, ran down the stands, and started kicking again.　　The night was hazy, and there were fewer people exercising around the stadium, except for the sporadic residents running on the track.　　Everything around them became silent as the night deepened.　　Lin Wanxing was also quiet for a while, although the figures of the high school students on the court were still running, she could no longer hear the conversations of the students on the court, and their actions and wills seemed to be dull.　　The insect chirping in early autumn is lined with louder sounds.　　Lin Wanxing yawned and glanced to her side.　　Their coaches leaned back in plastic chairs, their long legs resting flat on the front seats, and as always, staring at the court indifferently. Of course, it is okay to replace the word indifferent with indifferent or any other word that can describe "unexpected".　　The young man seemed to receive her gaze and looked at it at the same time.　　"I just thought about it." Lin Wanxing pondered for a moment and spoke.　　"What?" 　　"Uh...... As far as Qin Ao is concerned, this kid speaks more directly, can I change the euphemism and express my thoughts for them? "Yes." 　　Hearing this, Lin Wanxing turned her head and stared at Wang Fa's eyes seriously: "You really didn't encourage them to insist on playing, why?" ”

第31章 卷子 　　闻言， 王法深思着，望向球场。 　　他目光深远，仿佛很在认真思考， 抑或在回忆自己的人生。 　　直到 　　林晚星听到王法说：“你准备出多少？” 　　“什么什么出多少？”林晚星一时没反应过来。 　　只间王法拿出手机， 竟然又亮出了收款二维码：“这是个收费答案。” 　　黑夜里，亮黄底色上黑白相间图案格外刺眼。 　　她眯着眼睛，青年却一脸从容淡定，完全没在开玩笑的样子。 　　林晚星深呼吸了下，努力让自己不被气到，选择了一个反击的角度：“为什么找你做教练指导你不提钱， 我就问你‘是不是支持孩子踢球’，你反而要收费，因为这个问题很特别吗？” 　　“没想到你这么客气， 那把这两天指导费一起？”王法边说， 又把刚暗下的手机屏幕点亮。 　　“别别， 误会了误会了。”林晚星摆摆手，讪笑， 假装没看到收款码，靠回椅背，假装没看到。 　　学生们在球场上，又开始了新一轮的训练。 　　或许确实累了， 也有可能是刚才教练不那么好听的话，让他们失去刚才的昂扬的斗志。球场上的身影没有了先前的跑动速度，男生们或多或少显得懒散起来。 　　林晚星其实很能体会这样的心情。 　　对于孩子来说，如果对某件事情感到兴趣， 或者有努力的倾向， 总希望得到成年人的鼓励。 　　毕竟他们也从小就是这么长大的， 所以一旦无法得到成人的正向反馈，觉得没意思也很正常。 　　总之，散场是自然而然发生的事。 　　一开始是俞明同学到了和妈妈约定的时间点，背起书包回家。然后剩下的学生们踢了会儿，就三三俩俩来说再见。 　　到最后，人都走完，连付新书都来告别。 　　学生欲言又止，看上去想问明天怎么办，什么时候来训练，或者，他想问他们是不是还要来。但最后，他什么都没问。 　　林晚星靠着座椅，晚风拂面。 　　整个球场上，只有一个女孩还在绕着塑胶场地跑步，她的父母陪在后面，走得很慢。 　　除此之外，操场上什么人也没有，空荡荡得，恢复了夜晚应有的宁静。 　　几乎无人组织的训练活动，全看学生们个人意愿，所以最后结果怎么样全凭天意。 　　学生们的考试成绩，大概也是如此。 　　林晚星是被通知去老师办公室，才知道学生们又考砸的消息。 　　“又”字用在这里或许不太妥当，毕竟还有几位同学连考试都没有参加。 　　林晚星站在教师大办公室门口探头，想象中被家长们围攻的场面也不存在，办公室里很安静。 　　老师们大多去上课，小部分在批改作业。小许老师坐在自己单独的小办公桌里，抬起头看她一眼，林晚星使了个颜色，她赶忙蹑手蹑脚过来，小声道：“哎呀你来了。” 　　“怎么啦？王老师他们有啥事找我。” 　　“就说你干嘛要管那些学生。”小许老师说。 　　“啊？”林晚星茫然。 　　“不是前两天考试嘛，你那个什么球队里，有好几个人没考，还有人考是考了，卷子压根没做。然后学生回家跟家长说，他们因为被叫去踢球，才没空考试。” 　　林晚星听到这话，完全愣住，一口黑锅从天而降，臭小子们竟然还会甩锅？ 　　大概是见她神情震撼，所以小许老师继续说道：“我已经跟王老师说了，肯定不是你让他们训练踢球，他们自己找借口的，你又管不动他们。” 　　讲到这里的时候，办公室里批卷子的老师发现了门外的动静。年级组的王老师，也是林鹿俞明他们的班主任，放下红笔，示意她们进门。 　　也没过多久，林晚星再度站在王老师的课桌前。她上次在这里，是面对来势汹汹的学生家长们，而这次，她总有种莫名其妙成为被叫的那个“家长”的感觉。 　　王老师的目光在她和小许老师脸上巡睃而过，随后开口：“林老师。” 　　“在。”林晚星说。 　　“这次为什么找你来，你应该听说了？” 　　“就……刚听说。” 　　“别的话我也不多说了，家长的压力给到我们学校这边，你还是要多负责一些。”王老师边说，边从手边拿出一叠试卷：“那这些，你先看看吧。” 　　王老师是个比较干脆的人，所以她们之间的谈话结束得很快。 　　林晚星拿到了足球队目前11个学生们的统考卷子，在小许老师办公桌边稍坐了下。她把卷子一张张翻过，发现连缺席考试的空白试卷都夹在里面，所以相比之下，认真填满然后满是红×的卷面，已经属于态度良好的类型。 　　大概是见她看得很慢，小许老师去倒了杯水，过来低声劝道：“你别生气啦，反正不好的学生肯定有的，别管就行了。” 　　“怎么不管啊？”林晚星边看卷子，边慢条斯理地问她。 　　“你别啊，王老师就是……”小许老师说到这里，拿出手机微信，在聊天框给她打了一行字 　　你上次在办公室太嚣张了，王老师想教训你下。 　　林晚星瞥了一眼那行字，说： “也还好吧，就这么不管了，面子过不去啊。” 　　“这还好吗，真是你叫他们训练别去考试的？”小许老师瞪大眼。 　　“这倒没有。”林晚星说。 　　“我就知道嘛，我都觉得恶心死了，瞎说自己不考试是因为你叫他们踢球。”小许老师义愤填膺。 　　“我真的还好。”林晚星沉静下来，顿了顿，反问小许老师，“你小时候有没有说过谎？” 　　小许老师愣住，表情僵硬。 　　“我小时候有过。”林晚星说，“有次，我同桌冤枉我，说我把他的暖水壶打坏了，老师让我叫家长到学校赔钱。” 　　小许老师大概有点生气，没接话茬。 　　林晚星自顾自说下去：“我就想尽办法，证明他暖水壶不是我砸的，是他自己不小心弄坏的。” 　　“然后呢？”小许老师忍不住问。 　　“然后当然是他的家长被叫到学校啦。那天，老师把我也叫到了办公室，我同桌和他的爸爸，站在我面前。”林晚星把手搭在试卷上，很平静地看着小许老师，比了个大概的位置，“他爸爸听完老师讲的话，瞥了我一眼，然后狠狠地抬起脚，把我我同桌小男生踹到了墙角。” 　　她说话声音很低，办公是里也很安静。 　　小许老师面露不忍，纤小的鼻翼翕动着。 　　女孩子永远都是嘴上狠一些，但心软得不行的生物。 　　林晚星说：“后来我就在想，难怪他要说谎，原来他爸爸打人这么疼。其实我回家跟我爸妈要点钱，也不是什么大事。但对他来说，可真的太疼了。” 　　小许老师沉默了很长一段时间，最后还是抿着嘴说：“但这和现在学生的事情也不一样。” 　　“是不太一样，我的学生撒谎，可能是他们品行恶劣，道德败坏。但换个角度想想，他们也有畏惧，知道这是错的，所以想找个借口搪塞过去。” 　　还有，他们也有在依赖我，下意识认为我能为他们解决很多问题，包括，这个问题。 　　只是最后一句话，林晚星并没有说出口。
Chapter 31 Scroll Hearing this, Wang Fa pondered and looked at the court.　　He looked at it far-reaching, as if he was thinking about it, or recalling his own life.　　Until Lin Wanxing heard Wang Fa say, "How much are you going to give?" "What's out and how much?" Lin Wanxing didn't react for a while.　　Only Wang Fa took out his mobile phone, and unexpectedly showed the QR code for receiving the payment: "This is a charging answer." In the dark, the black and white pattern on the bright yellow background is particularly dazzling.　　She squinted her eyes, but the young man looked calm and calm, not joking at all.　　Lin Wanxing took a deep breath, tried not to be angry, and chose an angle to counterattack: "Why don't you ask you to be a coach and guide you without mentioning money, I just asked you, 'Do you support children to play football', but you have to charge instead, because this question is very special?" "I didn't expect you to be so polite, so take the two-day guide fee together?" Wang Fa said, and lit up the screen of his mobile phone that had just been dimmed.　　"Don't, misunderstood, misunderstood." Lin Wanxing waved her hand, sneered, pretended not to see the payment code, leaned back in the chair, and pretended not to see it.　　The students started a new round of training on the court.　　Maybe they were really tired, or maybe the coach's not so nice words just now made them lose their high morale. The figures on the court did not have the same running speed as before, and the boys seemed more or less lazy.　　Lin Wanxing can actually understand such a mood very well.　　For children, if they are interested in something, or have a tendency to work hard, they always want to be encouraged by adults.　　After all, that's how they grew up, so it's normal to feel bored if you can't get positive feedback from adults.　　In short, the end is a natural occurrence.　　At first, it was Yu Ming who arrived at the agreed time with his mother and went home with his schoolbag. Then the rest of the students kicked for a while, and said goodbye in twos and threes.　　In the end, everyone is gone, and even the new book is paid to say goodbye.　　The student stopped talking, looking like he wanted to ask what to do tomorrow, when he was going to train, or if he wanted to ask if they were going to come back. But in the end, he didn't ask anything.　　Lin Wanxing leaned on the seat, and the evening breeze was blowing.　　On the entire court, only one girl was still running around the plastic field, and her parents were behind her, walking very slowly.　　Other than that, there was no one on the playground, it was empty, and the peace of the night was restored.　　Almost no one organizes training activities, and it all depends on the personal wishes of the students, so the final result is up to God's will.　　The same is probably true of the students' test scores.　　Lin Wanxing was notified to go to the teacher's office to find out the news that the students had failed the exam again.　　The word "and" may not be appropriate here, after all, there are still a few students who did not even take the exam.　　Lin Wanxing stood at the door of the teacher's office, and the imaginary scene of being besieged by parents did not exist, and the office was very quiet.　　Most of the teachers go to class, and a small part is grading homework. Teacher Xiao Xu sat in her separate small desk, raised her head to look at her, Lin Wanxing made a color, she hurriedly tiptoed over, and whispered, "Oh, you're here." "What's wrong? Teacher Wang, what do they have to do with me? "Just say why do you have to deal with those students." Teacher Xiao Xu said.　　"Huh?" Lin Wanxing was at a loss.　　"Didn't you take the exam two days ago, in your team, there were several people who didn't take the test, and some people took the test, but they didn't do the paper at all. The students then went home and told their parents that they were not available for the exam because they had been called to play football. When Lin Wanxing heard this, she was completely stunned, a black pot fell from the sky, and the stinky boys would even throw the pot?　　probably saw her look shocked, so Teacher Xiao Xu continued: "I have already told Teacher Wang, it is definitely not you who let them train and play football, they make excuses by themselves, and you can't control them." At this point, the teacher in the office who was marking the papers noticed the movement outside the door. Teacher Wang of the grade group, who is also the homeroom teacher of Lin Lu and Yu Ming, put down the red pen and motioned for them to enter the door.　　It didn't take long for Lin Wanxing to stand in front of Teacher Wang's desk again. The last time she was here, it was in front of the menacing parents of students, and this time, she always had the feeling of being called the "parent" for some reason.　　Teacher Wang's gaze roamed over her and Teacher Xiao Xu's faces, and then he spoke, "Teacher Lin." "Yes." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Why did you come this time, you should have heard about it?" 　　"That's it...... Just heard. "I won't say anything else, the pressure from parents is on our school's side, and you still have to be more responsible." Teacher Wang said as he took out a stack of test papers from his hand: "Then take a look at these first." Mr. Wang was a rather straightforward person, so the conversation between them ended quickly.　　Lin Wanxing got the unified examination papers of the current 11 students of the football team and sat down at Teacher Xu's desk. She flipped through the papers one by one and found that even the blank test papers that were absent from the exam were sandwiched inside, so in comparison, the papers that were filled carefully and then filled with red × were already the type with a good attitude.　　Probably seeing that she was watching very slowly, Teacher Xiao Xu went to pour a glass of water, came over and whispered to persuade: "Don't be angry, there must be bad students anyway, just leave it alone." "Why don't you care?" Lin Wanxing asked her slowly while reading the scroll.　　"Don't, Teacher Wang is ......" Teacher Xiao Xu said this, took out his mobile phone WeChat, and typed a line of words into the chat box for her You were too arrogant in the office last time, and Teacher Wang wants to teach you a lesson.　　Lin Wanxing glanced at the line of words and said, "It's okay, I don't care about it, I can't get over my face." 　　"Is this okay, did you really tell them to train and not to go to the exam?" Teacher Xu's eyes widened.　　"Not really." Lin Wanxing said.　　"I just know, I feel sick to death, and I don't take the exam because you told them to play football." Teacher Xiao Xu was indignant.　　"I'm really fine." Lin Wanxing calmed down, paused, and asked Teacher Xiao Xu, "Did you lie when you were a child?" Teacher Xu was stunned, his expression stiffened.　　"I had it when I was a kid." Lin Wanxing said, "Once, my tablemate wronged me, saying that I broke his kettle, and the teacher asked me to call my parents to the school to lose money. Teacher Xiao Xu was probably a little angry and didn't answer.　　Lin Wanxing said to herself: "I will try my best to prove that he didn't smash the kettle, but he accidentally broke it himself." "And then?" Teacher Xiao Xu couldn't help but ask.　　And then, of course, his parents were called to school. That day, the teacher called me into the office, and my table mate and his father stood in front of me. Lin Wanxing put her hand on the test paper, looked at Teacher Xu very calmly, and compared the approximate position, "After listening to what the teacher said, his father glanced at me, and then raised his foot fiercely and kicked me and the little boy at the same table into the corner. She spoke in a low voice, and the office was quiet.　　Teacher Xiao Xu couldn't bear it, and his slender nose fluttered.　　Girls are always ruthless creatures, but soft-hearted.　　Lin Wanxing said: "Later, I was thinking, no wonder he wanted to lie, it turned out that his father hurt so much when he beat people." Actually, it's not a big deal for me to go home and ask my parents for money. But for him, it really hurt. Teacher Xiao Xu was silent for a long time, and finally pursed his lips and said, "But this is not the same as the current student thing. "It's not the same, my students are lying, maybe they are of bad character and morals. But if you think about it from another angle, they are also afraid, and they know that this is wrong, so they want to find an excuse to prevaricate the past. Also, they are relying on me, subconsciously thinking that I can solve a lot of problems for them, including this one.　　It's just the last sentence, Lin Wanxing didn't say it.

第32章 管管 　　对着小许老师， 林晚星还能心平气和地，为学生们的“谎言”辩解。 　　但真当她下班锁门，走到老体育场外， 看到球场边的学生们， 气还是不打一处来。 　　站在体育场入口远远看去，塑胶跑道上只有陈江河整一人绕场跑圈。秦敖则大马金刀地坐在看台上，嘴里叼着根烟。场边，俞明和林鹿头凑在一起。他们一人蹲着、另一人坐在地上，双双捧着手机，像在一起玩游戏。 　　踏上草地， 向学生走去，林晚星能听到男生们嘴里“傻逼”“这不上”“这打野妈死了”之类的激烈言辞。 　　作为目前的监督老师，林晚星理应为学生们目前积极到场训练的态度感到欣慰， 但她拿出手机， 看了眼时间 　　17：08分。 　　要知道， 她们非教学老师的下班时间比学生放学早半小时，这意味着， 学生们确实因为训练又逃学了。虽然训练和逃学这两者间，在学生这里，并无实际因果关系。 　　林晚星收起手机，她的书包里还背着刚才年级组老师“让她好看看”的学生试卷。 　　她站到林鹿和俞明背后。两位少年没有注意到她的到来， 他们正在行“5V5公平竞技手游”的对局，战况相当激烈。 　　不过林晚星看了没一会儿，林鹿、俞明手中的游戏人物就双双阵亡，两人屏幕变黑， 水晶爆炸。伴随一记掷地有声的“defeat”， 男生神情懊丧， 点开结算面板，开始辱骂废物队友。 　　林晚星注意到，林鹿脚踝上似乎还贴着膏药或绑有绷带，藏在袜子里，但能看到突起的厚实的一层。 　　而与此同时，林鹿也注意到了她。 　　“老师，你来啦？”林鹿很快从愤怒地问候队友妈妈环节中脱离开来，眼睛睁得大大的，仰头道。 　　“你今天来训练，腿好了吗？”林晚星在他们身边就地坐下。 　　“好多啦，就我老妈吓死，她是不是还去学校找你了？” 　　“嗯，让你好好学习天天向上呢。”林晚星揉了揉林鹿的脑袋，没提答应家长要带他们学习的事，“我们还召开了全体大会，他们有没有给你传达我们会议的主体精神？” 　　“说了说了，就是我们礼拜天还要打一场比赛！”林鹿兴高采烈地道。 　　傍晚的风越来越温柔，五点半前后，学生们也都陆陆续续到场。他们也没有立刻训练的意思，大家反而纷纷在草地坐下。有人闲聊，也有人玩手机，甚至林鹿俞明还拉着郑飞扬又开了一局游戏。 　　直到，付新书到来。 　　小付同学来的时间，才是正常放学后、老师拖完堂那会儿。 　　其余学生七七八八坐在球场草地上，林晚星笑着朝付新书挥挥手。 　　少年瘦削的身影逆着夕阳，脸色凝重，总之看上去不太高兴。 　　见面，付新书就放下书包，很干脆地说：“我们先热身吧。” 　　他虽然为人个性偏软，却在办正事的时候有领袖气质，所以本来赖在草地上懒懒散散的小球员们，都不约而同站起。 　　林晚星坐在草地上，被付新书盯了一会儿，知道是自己碍事。她抱着书包，往看台走，而王法早已坐在那里。 　　学生们在付新书带领下热身，林晚星也不管这些。 　　阳光渐弱，但又足够清晰，林晚星看着围绕塑胶跑道慢跑的学生，从书包里拿出了他们的试卷，翻看起来。 　　她手里一共有10位同学本次高三年级的统考试卷，分别是：秦敖、林鹿、俞明、付新书、陈江河、郑飞扬、冯锁、祁亮、郑仁和智会。 　　陈卫东是他们临时找来的替补，并不在校足球队大名单中，林晚星手里没他的试卷。那么还剩下的一位同学，她如果记得没错，叫文成业。 　　想到小文同学母亲因儿子上家教课而拒绝儿子参加足球比赛，加之他本人试卷不在列，那么“文成业”似乎人如其名，是个成绩优异的好学生？ 　　林晚星把学生们各科试卷按姓名分类，在腿上边整理。她对着姓名，偶尔抬头，看向正在热身的学生。今天到场一共9人，也就是总不参加训练的郑仁和智会没来，已经算出勤率良好的一天了。 　　风轻轻吹响试卷，林晚星感受到身边人落在试卷上的目光，向他看了过去。 　　王法的长腿交叠在前排座椅上，惯例戴着鸭舌帽，夕阳下，他瞳仁颜色很浅，看试卷的目光倒很是淡定。 　　虽然王法没问什么，但林晚星还是自顾自说起这些卷子的事情：“他们前两天高三摸底统考，我今天被他们年级组老大叫过去谈话。” 　　林晚星正巧翻到“秦敖”的试卷，成绩栏的“0分”和偌大两个“缺考”，看上去颇为触目惊心。 　　“恩。”王法应了一声，已经算态度良好，示意她继续说下去了。 　　“逼崽子们跟他们爸妈说，他们没考试、考得烂，是因为我叫他们踢球了。”林晚星本来还想保持一个教育工作者的良好修养，但看到下一份林鹿试卷大面积红色“×”时，还是忍不住咬牙道。 　　王法被逗乐，神情轻松又玩味：“那确实是你的问题。” 　　“关我屁事！”林晚星拍了拍试卷，愤愤道，“那我从头到尾也没跟他们说该做什么不该做什么，我不强迫他们踢球啊，也没教育他们一定要认真训练争取夺冠！” 　　“所以，那你为什么不说呢？” 　　王法的尾音闲适，落在林晚星耳边，她总有种被看穿内心想法的错觉。可甚至连她自己，都不清楚内心深处的想法究竟是什么。 　　林晚星继续低头整理试卷，没回答王法的问题。空旷的看台间总是很安静，夕阳照在她的身上，将发丝的阴影印在卷面上。 　　付新书的试卷也在列，这大概是林晚星收到的所有试卷中最认真的一分。 　　无论是语文卷子的阅读理解部分，还是英语试卷的作文，抑或是历史答题，付新书都字迹工整、认真填写。唯一写不满的也只有数学，除了写“解”和一两个公式，就再写不下任何东西。 　　可就算这样，付新书的成绩依然不理想。“不理想”是个相对的词语，是指付新书在考试中付出的努力，和他实际获得成绩之间的差距。 　　林晚星看得很慢，一是因为她也挺多年没看过高中试卷，现在的出题思路与考点和她之前那会儿有不少区别。二来，学生或认真或不认真写的卷子，某些程度可以反映他们的知识理解水平。 　　不知不觉，露天看台光线渐暗，林晚星才从试卷中回神。 　　学生们热身完，大概是来问王法今天的训练方式和目标的。他们刚上来的时候他们还吵吵闹闹，但围到她身边后，他们都安静下来。 　　高大的身影围绕在她的周围，很有沉默的压迫感。 　　林晚星手中正在翻看的试卷已经换成了陈江河的那份，英语，29分。 　　红字硕大，在学生眼中大概带着莫名的意味。 　　“你在干嘛？”陈江河看了眼试卷，神情冷峻，声音很不愉快。 　　“啊？我在看你们这次考试的试卷。”林晚星很自然地回答。 　　“我问你为什么在看？”陈江河说。 　　“因为我今天被年级组老师叫去谈话，老师把你们的卷子塞给我了。”林晚星将手搭在试卷上，答。 　　听到这个回答，学生们也愣住了。林晚星并未提及他们向家长说谎的事情，可学生们或许有联想到搪塞父母的说辞，有些人目光闪躲，但大部分还是理直气壮无所谓的模样。 　　“有意思？” 　　林晚星反而笑了：“还行吧，反正我现在也没什么别的事干，抽空完成下领导安排的工作任务。” 　　林晚星说得理所应当，男生们又显得很难用清楚的语句表达自己内心的真实想法。所以他们只能倔在那里。既不想让她看卷子，又不知该如何应对她的反问。 　　秦敖冷笑：“我就知道你肯定有屁事，一边说不管我们，一边又要看我们卷子。你要看回去看，别当着我们面儿。”秦敖用冷漠的语气命令道。 　　男生的拳头微微攥紧，带着一点青筋。 　　林晚星知道他们很生气，也知道他们为什么生气。 　　但她很平静地说。“你看，既然我们的原则是互不干涉，那我不管你们，你们也不能干涉我的工作，对吗？” 　　学生们更加语塞。 　　他们双方僵持，学生们不散，林晚星也不准备退让。 　　这时，王法往椅背上靠了些，他微抬头，懒散的目光扫了眼看台上下站着的男生们，随后转头对她说：“刚才那句话听着有点耳熟。” 　　林晚星愣了下，意识到他是指“互不干涉”的内容，于是道：“稍微借鉴了一下你的说法，不用给版权费吧？” 　　“哦，这倒是不用。” 　　被王法一打岔，付新书立刻会意。他赶忙换话题，向王法询问训练内容和训练目的，然后拉着学生们回去和昨天一样的队内对抗训练。 　　男生们虽然很不情愿，但也听从付新书的话，三三两两跳下看台。 　　林晚星看了眼他们的背影，继续翻看试卷。 　　宽阔的旧球场，冷灰色水泥看台，今日训练场上氛围和昨天不同。昨日学生们像撒欢的小狗，放出笼后满地飞奔，热烈而兴奋。而今天，球场内的气氛变得有些沉闷，传球和跑动声寥寥，林晚星甚至能听见她自己翻动试卷的纸张脆响。 　　她很清楚学生们为什么会变得沉闷和不愉快，但并不准备在这件事上进行妥协。 　　于是下一轮的争吵爆发在半个多小时后，大概是体力到达一定的限度，烦躁和不满的情绪累积在一起。也不知道是谁先扔下足球带头跑上看台，总之当林晚星再抬头的时候，面前是男生们紧绷愤怒而烦躁的脸。 　　林晚星目光在他们脸上巡睃而过，发现付新书也在，于是一边按着试卷，一边问他：“怎么了，训练遇到什么问题？” 　　闻言，学生们也都纷纷看向付新书，等他说。 　　付新书眉头微微蹙起，但还是下定决心般开头：“老师，您能不能，先不要看我们的试卷了，现在是我们的训练时间。” 　　“恩，是你们的训练时间，不是我的。”林晚星很平静回答。 　　“但你在这看我们的考卷，确实让人挺烦的。” 　　像付新书这样的学生，用出“挺烦”两个字，大概已经很能表达强烈情绪了：“我知道老师你说的，你看卷子是你的工作。但我想让大家好好训练。”他这么说，“礼拜天的比赛才是最重要的。” 　　付新书逻辑很简单，你在这里看我们的试卷会让大家心烦，所以你别看了，因为训练最重要。 　　“你们为什么要在乎我看你们卷子？” 　　“别尼玛看了！烦不烦！你想恶心我们就直说，至于吗？”秦敖彻底火了，喷道。 　　林晚星反倒很耐心：“啊，还会恶心吗？” 　　可能这句话在学生们听来太过很嘲讽，他们完全被激怒了。 　　陈江河扭头就走。 　　秦敖愤怒地抽起原本搭在椅背上的校服外套，迈开长腿，直接跳下看台。剩下的学生们略显不知所措，有人边小声问着：“不练了？”祁亮这阴侧侧的小刺头，直接冷笑着喊了句“解散~~”，去拿书包。 　　有“大哥”带头，学生们散得很快，最后只留下林鹿和付新书两个。 　　林鹿左看右看，显得小心翼翼问他。 　　“你不走吗？”林晚星笑问道。 　　林鹿戳了戳她搁在腿上的卷子，问：“老师，那我能把我的卷子带回家吗？” 　　“你拿卷子回去要干嘛？” 　　“就……就我……”林鹿支支吾吾，什么也说不出。“那我不拿了。”最后，他下定决心般说道，一溜烟跑了。 　　对学生们来说，训练本来就是乘兴而来，那么败兴时了就散伙儿也很正常。 　　那么留下的人，又只有付新书。 　　实际训练时间算上热身，只持续不到一个钟头。 　　付新书脸上原有微微薄汗，现在被傍晚的风一吹，他脸色冰冷。半干的球衣贴在削瘦的肩胛骨上，显得他格外孱弱。 　　付新书也也不说话，很僵硬地站在风口，半转身，看着其他同学散场的方向。 　　林晚星没有办法，她把放在身旁座椅书包扔到地上，拍了拍空位，示意付新书来自己旁边坐。 　　小付同学转过头，不清楚为什么好端端的集体训练会不欢而散，也因不理解，而不愿意开口。 　　林晚星没主动找他说话，在付新书坐下后，她还在看那些卷子。 　　怎么说呢，虽然这些试卷是同一次考试的内容，也有很多因缺席直接被判0分，但学生们其实还是偶尔会认真写点什么，虽然写的未必是正确答案，很有可能只是在答题卷左上角画了一只小乌…… 　　“老师。”付新书终于开口了。 　　林晚星淡淡地“嗯”了一声，品味乌龟的画法。 　　接下来又是尴尬而长的空白音。 　　“我们不是不想好好学习，是……”这句话大概付新书自己都觉得有问题，于是又说不下去了。 　　“慢慢来，想说什么都可以讲。”林晚星见他实在太难，转头看着学生的眼睛，她从地上拎起喝了一半的矿泉水，打开盖子抿了一口，缓和道，“不用担心我听了会不开心。” 　　天光已从傍晚入夜，从远处传来或一声轻一声重的蛙叫。 　　付新书：“老师，我很多时候，真的不知道你想干什么。你不一样，反正你和我之前遇到的很多人都不一样。” 　　这可能是句夸奖，林晚星望着学生复杂的目光，说：“谢谢。” 　　“老师你总是给我们很多希望。你第一次来找我们，就说要组织大家一起参加足球比赛。你别看秦敖那样，他其实也很高兴的。就你知道那种稍微有点盼头的感觉吗？” 　　林晚星点点头，算作回应。 　　“后来我们赢了，我真从没想过我们会赢，我们甚至还有一次加赛的机会，大家还可以一起踢球，这真的很重要！这个礼拜天的比赛真的很重要！” 　　“我知道。”林晚星说。 　　“那你为什么这么无所谓，你为什么要搞得一副对我们很无所谓的样子？”付新书话锋一转，质问道，“你关心我们的成绩吧，你他们跟爸妈说会把我们带好，你还看我们的卷子，你明明就很关心我们。可你就只是做这么多！” 　　付新书的拳头半握着，紧紧压在腿上，头低着，死死盯着面前一片水泥地。 　　林晚星大概也能体会出付新书心中的愤恨。这是很难用语言表达的，仿佛溺水之人突遇浮舟，对方却只是站在船上看着你，大概就是这样的感觉。 　　“那我要怎么做呢？”她轻轻靠上椅背，问学生。 　　“你明名就知道智会和郑仁从不来训练，你不会问，更不会主动去帮我们叫他们一起来，你甚至从来不管我们训练的时间。我们是挺混的，但我们也已经努力了呀，你为什么还要像今天这样？” 　　“今天怎么样？在你们要认真训练的时候，我不应该看你们的试卷，搞坏你们的好心情，让你们变得烦躁，害大家不能好好训练？”林晚星很平静而清晰地问付新书，“我为什么要对你们的行为负责？” 　　“你为什么不能对我们的行为负责，你为什么不能再多帮帮我们呢？”付新书说到这里，声音已经带着哭腔。大概是心中憋了很久的话，终于吐露出来，这句话实在很响，也非常掷地有声。 　　可林晚星没有拍他，或者安慰他，她只是等付新书情绪稍显缓和后，说：“我可以帮助你，但问题是，你想要什么呢？” 　　-------------------- 　　（本書出处：龍鳳互聯）
Chapter 32 Guan Guan In the face of Teacher Xiao Xu, Lin Wanxing could still calmly defend the students' "lies".　　But when she locked the door after work, walked outside the old stadium, and saw the students on the side of the stadium, she still didn't get angry.　　Standing at the entrance of the stadium and looking from a distance, only Chen Jianghe ran around the field on the plastic runway. Qin Ao sat in the stands with a golden sword, with a cigarette in his mouth. On the sidelines, Yu Ming and Lin Lutou got together. One of them squatted and the other sat on the ground, both holding their phones, as if they were playing a game together.　　Stepping on the grass and walking towards the students, Lin Wanxing could hear fierce words such as "stupid", "this is not good", "this jungler mother is dead" in the boys' mouths.　　As the current supervising teacher, Lin Wanxing should be pleased with the students' current attitude of actively attending the training, but she took out her mobile phone and looked at the time 17:08.　　You know, their non-teaching teachers leave work half an hour earlier than the students leave school, which means that the students are indeed skipping school because of training. Although there is no actual causal relationship between training and truancy, there is no actual causal relationship between the student.　　Lin Wanxing put away her mobile phone, and her schoolbag was still carrying the student test papers that the grade group teacher had just "let her see".　　She stood behind Lin Lu and Yu Ming. The two teenagers didn't notice her coming, and they were playing a "5v5 fair play mobile game", and the battle was quite intense.　　However, Lin Wanxing watched it for a while, and the game characters in Lin Lu and Yu Ming's hands both died, the screens of the two turned black, and the crystals exploded. With a loud "defeat", the boy looks frustrated, clicks on the settlement panel, and begins to insult his teammates.　　Lin Wanxing noticed that Lin Lu's ankles seemed to be plastered or bandaged, hidden in socks, but a thick layer of protrusions could be seen.　　At the same time, Lin Lu also noticed her.　　"Teacher, are you here?" Lin Lu quickly disconnected from the angry greeting of his teammate's mother, his eyes widened, and he raised his head and said.　　"You came to train today, are your legs better?" Lin Wanxing sat down on the spot beside them.　　"It's a lot, my mother is scared to death, did she still go to school to look for you?" 　　"Well, let you study hard and make progress every day." Lin Wanxing rubbed Lin Lu's head, and didn't mention the promise that the parents would take them to study, "We also held a plenary meeting, did they convey to you the main spirit of our meeting?" "Speaking of which, we have one more game on Sunday!" Lin Lu said happily.　　The evening wind became gentler and gentler, and around half past five, the students also arrived one after another. They didn't mean to train immediately, but they all sat down on the grass. Some people chatted, some people played with their mobile phones, and even Lin Lu Yuming pulled Zheng Feiyang to start another game.　　Until, pay the new book arrived.　　The time when Xiaofu's classmates came was the normal time after school and when the teacher finished the class.　　The rest of the students sat on the grass on the court, and Lin Wanxing smiled and waved at Fu Xinshu.　　The thin figure of the young man was against the setting sun, his face was solemn, and he didn't look very happy in short.　　When we met, I put down my schoolbag and said very simply: "Let's warm up first." Although he has a soft personality, he has the temperament of a leader when doing business, so the young players who were lazy and lazy on the grass all stood up together.　　Lin Wanxing sat on the grass and was stared at by Fu Xinshu for a while, knowing that she was in the way. She hugged her schoolbag and walked to the stands, where Wang Fa was already sitting.　　The students warmed up under the leadership of Fu Xinshu, and Lin Wanxing didn't care about this.　　The sunlight was fading, but it was clear enough, Lin Wanxing looked at the students jogging around the plastic track, took out their test papers from their school bags, and looked through them.　　She has a total of 10 classmates in her hands for the unified examination papers of the third year of high school, namely: Qin Ao, Lin Lu, Yu Ming, Fu Xinshu, Chen Jianghe, Zheng Feiyang, Feng Suo, Qi Liang, Zheng Ren and Zhihui.　　Chen Weidong was a temporary substitute for them, and he was not in the school football team, and Lin Wanxing did not have his test paper in his hand. Then there is one remaining classmate, if she remembers correctly, it is called Wen Chengye.　　Thinking of Xiaowen's mother's refusal to allow her son to participate in a football match because of his son's tutoring class, and his own test papers were not listed, then "Wen Chengye" seems to be a good student with excellent grades as his name suggests?　　Lin Wanxing sorted the students' test papers by name and sorted them out on her legs. She looked up at the name and occasionally looked up at the student who was warming up. There were a total of 9 people present today, that is, Zheng Ren and Zhihui, who did not participate in the training, did not come, and it was already a day of good attendance.　　The wind gently blew the test paper, and Lin Wanxing felt the gazes of the people around her on the test paper and looked at him.　　Wang Fa's long legs are folded on the front seat, he is customary to wear a peaked cap, and in the sunset, his eyes are very light, and his gaze is very calm when he looks at the test papers.　　Although Wang Fa didn't ask anything, Lin Wanxing still talked about these papers by herself: "They took the unified examination in the third year of high school two days ago, and I was called over by the boss of their grade group to talk today. Lin Wanxing happened to turn to the test paper of "Qin Ao", and the "0 points" and the two "absences" in the score column looked quite shocking.　　"Yes." Wang Fa responded, already in a good manner, and motioned for her to continue.　　"The cubs told their parents that they didn't take the exam and did badly because I told them to play football." Lin Wanxing originally wanted to maintain the good cultivation of an educator, but when she saw the large red "×" of the next Lin Lu test paper, she couldn't help but grit her teeth.　　Wang Fa was amused, and his expression was relaxed and playful: "That's indeed your problem." "me!" Lin Wanxing patted the test paper and said indignantly, "Then I didn't tell them what to do and what not to do from beginning to end, I didn't force them to play football, and I didn't educate them to train seriously to win the championship!" "So, then why don't you say it?" 　　Wang Fa's tail note was leisurely, falling on Lin Wanxing's ears, and she always had the illusion of being seen through her inner thoughts. But even she herself didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.　　Lin Wanxing continued to bow her head and sort out the test papers, but did not answer Wang Fa's question. The empty stands were always quiet, and the setting sun shone on her, casting the shadow of her hair on the curly.　　Fu Xinshu's test paper is also listed, which is probably the most serious point among all the test papers Lin Wanxing received.　　Whether it is the reading comprehension part of the Chinese paper, or the composition of the English test paper, or the history answer, Fu Xinshu is neatly written and filled in carefully. The only thing I was dissatisfied with was mathematics, and I couldn't write anything other than "solution" and one or two formulas.　　But even so, Fu Xinshu's results are still not satisfactory. "Unsatisfactory" is a relative term that refers to the gap between Fu Xinshu's efforts in the exam and his actual grades.　　Lin Wanxing read it very slowly, firstly, because she hadn't read the high school exam papers for many years, and there were many differences between the current question ideas and test centers and her before. Second, the level of knowledge and understanding of the papers written by students or not, can be reflected.　　Unconsciously, the light in the open-air stands gradually dimmed, and Lin Wanxing came back to his senses from the test paper.　　After the students warmed up, they probably came to ask Wang Fa about his training methods and goals today. They were noisy when they first came up, but when they gathered around her, they all quieted down.　　Tall figures surrounded her, with a sense of silent oppression.　　The test paper that Lin Wanxing was looking at in his hand had been replaced by Chen Jianghe's, English, 29 points.　　The red letters are huge, and they probably have an inexplicable meaning in the eyes of the students.　　"What are you doing?" Chen Jianghe glanced at the test paper, his expression was cold, and his voice was very unpleasant.　　"Huh? I'm looking at your exam papers. Lin Wanxing replied naturally.　　"I ask you why you're watching?" Chen Jianghe said.　　"Because I was called in by my grade group teacher to talk today, and the teacher stuffed me with your papers." Lin Wanxing put her hand on the test paper and replied.　　Hearing this answer, the students were also stunned. Lin Wanxing did not mention that they lied to their parents, but the students may have associated the prevarication of their parents, and some of them looked evasive, but most of them still looked righteous and indifferent.　　"Interesting?" 　　Lin Wanxing smiled instead: "It's okay, anyway, I don't have anything else to do now, and I will take the time to complete the work tasks arranged by the leader." Lin Wanxing said it right, and it was difficult for the boys to express their true thoughts in clear sentences. So they can only be stubborn there. I didn't want her to read the papers, and I didn't know how to deal with her rhetorical questions.　　Qin Ao sneered: "I knew that you must have something, while saying that you don't care about us, you have to look at our papers." You have to look back, not in front of us. Qin Ao ordered in an indifferent tone.　　The boy's fists were slightly clenched, with a little bruises.　　Lin Wanxing knew that they were angry, and she also knew why they were angry.　　But she said calmly. "You see, since our principle is non-interference, then I don't care about you, and you can't interfere with my work, right?" 　　The students were even more speechless.　　The two sides were at a stalemate, the students did not disperse, and Lin Wanxing was not ready to back down.　　At this time, Wang Fa leaned back in the chair, he raised his head slightly, glanced at the boys standing up and down the stand with a lazy gaze, and then turned his head to her and said, "That sentence just now sounds a little familiar. Lin Wanxing was stunned for a moment, realizing that he was referring to the content of "mutual non-interference", so he said: "I borrowed a little bit from your statement, no need to pay copyright fees, right?" "Oh, not really." 　　was interrupted by Wang Fa, and Fu Xinshu immediately understood. He hurriedly changed the topic, asked Wang Fa about the training content and training purpose, and then dragged the students back to the same intra-team confrontation training as yesterday.　　Although the boys were very reluctant, they also listened to Fu Xinshu's words and jumped off the stands.　　Lin Wanxing glanced at their backs and continued to look at the test papers.　　With the wide old stadium and the cold grey cement stands, the atmosphere on the training ground today is different from yesterday. Yesterday, the students were like happy puppies, running all over the ground after being released from the cage, enthusiastic and excited. Today, the atmosphere in the stadium has become a little dull, with few passes and runs, and Lin Wanxing can even hear the crisp sound of her own paper flipping the test paper.　　She was well aware of why the students had become dull and unpleasant, but was not prepared to compromise on the matter.　　So the next round of quarrels broke out more than half an hour later, probably when the physical strength reached a certain limit, and irritability and dissatisfaction accumulated together. I don't know who threw down the football first and took the lead in running to the stands, in short, when Lin Wanxing raised his head again, there were tense, angry and irritable faces of the boys in front of him.　　Lin Wanxing's eyes roamed over their faces, and found that Fu Xinshu was also there, so he asked him while pressing the test paper: "What's wrong, what problems did you encounter in training?" Hearing this, the students also looked at Fu Xinshu and waited for him to say.　　Fu Xinshu's brows furrowed slightly, but he still made up his mind to start: "Teacher, can you, don't look at our test papers yet, it's our training time.""Well, it's your training time, not mine." Lin Wanxing replied calmly.　　"But it's really annoying for you to look at our exam papers here." 　　Students like Fu Xinshu can probably express strong emotions by using the word "very annoying": "I know what the teacher said, it is your job to read the papers." But I want everyone to train well. "Sunday's game is the most important thing. The logic of Fu Xinshu is very simple, you are here to read our test papers will make everyone upset, so don't read it, because training is the most important.　　"Why do you care if I read your papers?" 　　"Benima looked! Annoying! If you want to be disgusting, let's just say it, as for it? Qin Ao was completely angry and squirted.　　Lin Wanxing was very patient: "Ah, is it still disgusting?" Perhaps this was too sarcastic to the students, and they were completely enraged.　　Chen Jianghe turned around and left.　　Qin Ao angrily pulled up the school uniform jacket that was originally on the back of the chair, stepped out of his long legs, and jumped directly from the stands. The rest of the students were a little overwhelmed, and someone whispered, "Don't practice anymore?" Qi Liang, the little thorn on the yin side, directly sneered and shouted, "Disband~~", and went to get the schoolbag.　　With the "big brother" taking the lead, the students dispersed quickly, and in the end, only Lin Lu and Fu Xinshu were left.　　Lin Lu looked left and right, looking cautious and asked him.　　"Aren't you leaving?" Lin Wanxing asked with a smile.　　Lin Lu poked the roll on her lap and asked, "Teacher, can I take my roll home?" "What are you going to do when you take the rolls back?" 　　"That's it...... As far as I ......" Lin Lu was hesitant and couldn't say anything. "Then I won't take it." Finally, he said as if he had made up his mind, and ran away.　　For students, training is meant to come on the spot, so it's normal to break up when you're upset.　　Then the only person who stays is to pay for new books.　　The actual training time, including the warm-up, lasted less than an hour.　　Fu Xinshu's face was originally slightly sweaty, but now he was blown by the evening wind, and his face was cold. The half-dry jersey was attached to his thin shoulder blades, making him look particularly weak.　　Fu Xinshu didn't speak either, he stood very stiffly in the tuyere, half-turned, and looked in the direction of the other classmates.　　Lin Wanxing had no choice, she threw the schoolbag on the seat next to her to the ground, patted the vacant seat, and motioned for Fu Xinshu to sit next to her.　　Xiao Fu turned his head, not knowing why the good group training would break up unhappily, and he was reluctant to speak because he didn't understand.　　Lin Wanxing didn't take the initiative to talk to him, and after Fu Xinshu sat down, she was still reading those volumes.　　How to say, although these test papers are the content of the same exam, and many of them are directly awarded 0 points for absence, but students actually occasionally write something seriously, although what is written may not be the correct answer, it is very likely that they just drew a small black ...... 　　"Teacher." Fu Xinshu finally spoke.　　Lin Wanxing let out a faint "um", savoring the painting of the turtle.　　This was followed by an awkward, long blank sound.　　"It's not that we don't want to study hard, it's ......" probably felt that there was something wrong with Fu Xinshu, so he couldn't say it anymore.　　"Take your time and say whatever you want." Lin Wanxing saw that it was too difficult for him, she turned her head to look at the student's eyes, she picked up the half-drunk mineral water from the ground, opened the lid and took a sip, and said softly, "Don't worry that I won't be happy when I hear it." The light of day had already turned from evening into night, and from a distance came the sound of a frog chirping lightly and heavily.　　Fu Xinshu: "Teacher, many times, I really don't know what you want to do. You're different, you're different from a lot of people I've met before anyway. This may be a compliment, Lin Wanxing looked at the student's complicated gaze and said, "Thank you." "Teacher, you always give us a lot of hope. The first time you came to us, you said you wanted to organize everyone to participate in a football match. Don't look at Qin Ao like that, he is actually very happy. You know that feeling of a little bit of anticipation? Lin Wanxing nodded, counting it as a response.　　'Then we won, I never thought we'd win, we even had a chance to play extra games and we could play together, which is really important! This Sunday's game is really important! "I know." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Then why are you so indifferent, why do you act like you don't care about us?" Fu Xinshu changed his words and asked, "Do you care about our grades, you told your parents that they would take us well, and you still read our papers, you obviously care about us very much." But that's all you do! Fu Xinshu's fists were half-clenched, pressed tightly on his legs, his head lowered, and he stared at the concrete floor in front of him.　　Lin Wanxing can probably also understand the resentment in Fu Xinshu's heart. It's hard to put into words, it's like a drowning person suddenly encounters a pontoon boat, but the other person just stands on the boat and looks at you, which is probably how it feels.　　"So what am I going to do?" She leaned back gently in her chair and asked the student.　　"You know by name that Zhihui and Zheng Ren never come to train, you won't ask, and you won't take the initiative to help us call them together, and you never even care about our training time. We're pretty mixed, but we've worked hard, so why are you like this? "How's it going today? When you want to train seriously, shouldn't I look at your test papers, spoil your good mood, make you irritable, and make you unable to train well?Lin Wanxing asked Fu Xinshu very calmly and clearly, "Why should I be responsible for your actions?" "Why can't you be responsible for our actions, why can't you help us more?" When Fu Xinshu said this, his voice was already crying. Probably the words that I had been holding back in my heart for a long time finally came out, and this sentence was really loud and very loud.　　Kelin Wanxing didn't pat him or comfort him, she just waited for Fu Xinshu's mood to ease up a little, and said, "I can help you, but the question is, what do you want?" -------------------- (Source: 龍鳳互聯)

第33章 妥协 　　付新书是单眼皮， 怔愣的时候，下垂的睫毛会覆盖眼睛。 　　在听到问题后，他瞳孔微微张大， 目光在睫毛后透出惊慌的神色。 　　但很快， 林晚星见他眉头轻蹙，神情茫然。几度张口，想说点什么，关于他想要什么，又或者是对未来的目标之类之类的东西。 　　可付新书想说的这些东西，又在她认真注视下， 什么也说不出来口。 　　最后，学生看上去很沮丧。大概源于有很多话想说，却最终没有勇气。 　　付新书拿起搭在椅子上的外套， 默默起身离开， 甚至连“老师再见”都没有说。 　　林晚星望着学生离开的背影， 没有叫住他。 　　数分钟前还剑拔弩张的球场，此刻恢复了往日的宁静。又到了天完全黑下的时间， 只是这次，操场上没了原先的踢球声和激烈的呼喊声。一切就像退潮后的海面，留下充满落差的空洞沙滩，灰茫茫的。 　　林晚星一开始的时候也在想， 她是不是对付新书太过不近人情。 　　她很能理解学生的困扰，虽然他们表面不愿接受管束，但内心深处又亟需有人告诉他们去干什么。不仅如此，他们还需要有人帮助制定计划、每日监督、给与反馈、鼓励安慰。 　　但她并不想这么做， 或者说， 她想做的， 并不止这些。 　　思绪复杂，她能听到球场外马路上车辆偶尔碾过柏油路的声音，看台最上层竖着的路灯年久失修，但光线反而因黯淡而更加柔和。坐在这样庞大而空寂的位置上，只觉得球场上方的天空更加静谧。 　　隐约的呼吸声传来，林晚星看向身旁。 　　王法从头到尾都保持着靠坐的姿势，从不插入她和学生说话。 　　他放空一切似的望向远处，侧脸线条俊朗分明。其实林晚星也不能理解为什么王法喜欢坐在看台发呆，但当城市夜幕降临，球场灯光微起时，你能感到那种风拂过草坪的宁和。 　　天上只能看清一两颗星，城市的灯光投向上空，有清淡的光晕。 　　可以什么也不用想。 　　时间不知过了多久，反正无论她或王法好像都很能适应这种漫长的寂静。 　　林晚星感受到了一点放空的乐趣。这是种很难形容的感觉，没有那么多人与事的对立，她不知道学生们以后会怎样，说不定大家会回归互不干涉的陌生人状态。 　　天色越来越深，风也越来越凉，就在林晚星觉得差不多可以回宿舍的时候，王法忽然轻轻碰了一下她。 　　林晚星顺着他示意的方向看去，远处体育场侧门的豁口处，有人站在那里。 　　路灯昏暗，模模糊糊看去，边门外有个剔寸头的男生。他高而壮，趿着拖鞋，在他们不经意的目光交接时，男生像突然被施法定住。 　　大概有那么十几秒钟时间，林晚星才意识到，鬼鬼祟祟站在体育场边门外的是秦敖。 　　说不意外是假的，明明一两个钟头前，男生还剑拔弩张，甩手离去的愤怒味儿好像还在看台四周的夜风里。只是现在，夜风里的味道变成了烤串。 　　林晚星确实从没想过，吵架以后，像秦敖这样的男生会主动回来。 　　大概是做了挺长一段时间的思想斗争，秦敖拎着个塑料袋，走上看台。 　　老远的地方，林晚星就闻到孜然羊肉串的味道，果然，秦敖上来后第一句话就是：“我给我爸出来买烧烤，顺路。” 　　言下之意是没有特地回来的意思。 　　林晚星“嗯嗯”了两声，看着学生用理直气壮掩饰尴尬的模样，心中有种莫名情绪。 　　这回，她和王法相当默契。王法向旁边坐了一格，空出他们中间的位置给秦敖。 　　随后林晚星顺势接过秦敖手里的烤串袋翻了一下，里面是炸里脊肉、烤羊肉串还有鸡翅、烤玉米一类的东西，装得满满当当。 　　她以迅雷不及掩耳的速度挑了串小里脊肉，没等秦敖嚷嚷，她就把袋子跨过秦敖，递给王法。 　　教练吃东西的时候从来不客气，直接挑了看起来最贵的鸡翅。就这样，他们在球场边看台上，旁若无人的撸起串来，唯一的遗憾，是没有可口可乐。 　　秦敖一开始还叫着那是他给老爸买的东西，不过王法率先开吃，让秦敖没有半点说话余地。 　　最后，学生也破罐子破摔，闷头吃了起来。 　　当晚，林晚星和王法送秦敖回家，顺路又买了一份烧烤。 　　夜晚似乎走到了夏天的尽头，他们彼此默契地没有提之前发生的任何事情。 　　第二天，让林晚星没想到的是，更多学生用类似于秦敖的方式，开始在她面前晃悠。 　　最先来的是俞明、林鹿两兄弟，林鹿从衣服口袋里掏出一盒特仑苏，说是早餐喝不完，直接给她放在了窗台。俞明则贡献了一个茶叶蛋。俩人放完就跑，不给她任何拒绝机会。 　　林晚星打开茶叶蛋袋子，里面还有一个蛋壳没扔，很明显俞明同学也从自己口粮里省下一些…… 　　林晚星总觉得，她昨晚和王法吃烧烤的举动，肯定让秦敖误会了。 　　果不其然，中午，郑飞扬给她掏了两个橘子。青色的，看上去表皮还很硬，像是不知从哪里刚摘下的，来路很是可疑。陈卫东过来转了一圈，发表了关于跳绳类器材放太乱和的破损器材没及时处理的指导性发言。 　　最离谱的肯定还数祁亮，他竟然拿了本英语习题集，来问她一篇完形填空阅读题。林晚星翻了翻前后全空白的习题集，指着被祁亮特地翻出来的这道，问：“怎么突然要来问这篇？” 　　“因为我看这篇阅读里有‘women’。”祁亮说。 　　“所以呢？”林晚星怀疑地看着他。 　　“这篇讲的是女性情绪对衰老的影响，你应该看看。”祁亮说。 　　林晚星顿时怒道：“放屁，这讲的是女性学校！” 　　“都说了，要注意情绪。”祁亮用两根手指拍了拍她肩头，宽慰道。 　　总之，林晚星很清楚，学生们变着法到她面前晃悠，大概是种奇奇怪怪的试探。其实她也没生气，她甚至不清楚为什么男生们要判断她生气了，可能这就是属于直男的思维方式。但陆续在她面前晃悠的人多了，林晚星反而觉得又好气又好笑，决定装作严肃紧张的样子，以正师风。 　　终于，在傍晚时分，林晚星看到了付新书。 　　破天荒的，整个校足球队的学生都出现在了她那个器材管理外面，甚至连平时不来训练的智会、郑仁都在。身材高大的学生们或坐或蹲，脸被太阳晒得红红的，把不大的空地挤得满满当当。 　　林晚星出来锁门，看到的就是这样的景象。 　　几道放课铃声响起，空地上反而更安静了，被花坛围住的桂花树枝叶摇曳。像林晚星这样不社恐的人，面对等候在门口的一张张面孔，也一时间怔住，不知该说些什么好。 　　“咳，我们派代表和你谈谈。”这时，大马金刀坐在花坛上的秦敖同学发言，随后用力推了下付新书。 　　付新书被推得打了个踉跄，他还是穿着过于宽大的校服，拉链拉到顶端，露出一截纤白的脖颈，看上去分外严肃规整。 　　“林老师。”付新书很认真地开口，“你昨天问我的问题，我很认真想过了。” 　　“嗯。”林晚星把钥匙在手上转了一圈，等他说话。 　　没想到的是，付新书作为代表谈判，在众目睽睽下，竟又卡壳了。 　　秦敖恨铁不成钢地从花坛上站起，拍拍付新书让他靠边站，然后居高临下地看着她。 　　男生眉眼凌厉，有种果断的气势：“我们商量了一下，觉得你脑子里东西太多了。” 　　“啊？”林晚星不明所以。 　　“我们想不明白你要干嘛，但我们同意‘你想干嘛就干嘛’的原则，所以你可以在看台上看卷子。”秦敖很宽容地说道。 　　互相有那么十几秒钟的漫长沉默。 　　终于，秦敖恼怒的恼怒声音打破沉默：“你不说话我很尴尬。” 　　“我得说点什么吗？”林晚星破天荒有点百味杂陈，“你也别把我想得太厉害，我也没这么多经验啊。” 　　林晚星确实很无奈，她也是头一回。头一回作为老师，头一回带着这么多学生，头一回要思考该怎么和学生说话。 　　“我知道你是为我们好，我们会跟着你补课，你可以想管我们就管我们，虽然我们不一定会听你的，但会克制一下……”秦敖说到最后时，很勉强。总之主动要求补习这种事，对他们来说更像是对她心思揣摩后的某种妥协，“所以你别想太多了，也别指望我们啥事都能想明白，大家凑合凑合得了。反正……” 　　秦敖说到这里，停顿了下，林晚星刚想接话，却听他说， 　　“反正昨天是我们的问题，对不起。” 　　时间有刹那静止。 　　那时也不是桂花绽开的时间，可站在繁茂的树荫下，被少年鼓足勇气又气势汹汹的目光瞪住，林晚星仿佛感受到很热烈的风拂过，她确实没想到。 　　“我也没想管你们的意思啊。” 　　这句话在林晚星脑海中轻轻飘过，浮在喉咙口，几乎是她下意识要说出的一句话。 　　可面对鼓足勇气出现她面前的学生们，她忽然又觉得不该这么说。 　　很多想法和情绪在林晚星脑海中散落。 　　确实，她始终认为，学生们应该有自由的空间和时间，去探求自己内心和真正想要的东西。毕竟他们从小到大都习惯于接收不同指令去做这做那，没那么多机会思考“我想要”。 　　可是真当她明确告诉学生们他们很自由，可以想干嘛就干嘛的时候，他们又变得惶恐。林晚星很能理解这种胆怯，世界太大，选择有无数种，当你放眼看向未来时，对未来的不确定足以吞噬每一个人。 　　所以，孩子们嘴上说着不愿意，却迫切需要有人来“管管”他们。付新书是这样，秦敖也是这样…… 　　这种管教本身和林晚星所认可的东西相违背，她确实不想“管”他们，可面对学生们几近于恳求的态度，她却说不出任何拒绝的话来。 　　人是极其复杂的生物，大部分人没有那么好，也没有那么坏。就像大部分所谓的原则，也其实没那么多“一定要怎样”和“一定不能怎样”。 　　终于，林晚星微微叹了口气，做出了学生们无法理解的妥协。 　　“我知道了。” 　　她这样说。
Chapter 33 Compromise Fu Xinshu is a single eyelid, and when he is stunned, his drooping eyelashes will cover his eyes.　　When he heard the question, his pupils dilated slightly, and his eyes showed a panicked look behind his eyelashes.　　But soon, Lin Wanxing frowned lightly when she saw him, and her expression was dazed. A few times he opened his mouth to say something, about what he wanted, or something like that for his future.　　But the things that Fu Xinshu wanted to say, and under her careful gaze, she couldn't say anything.　　In the end, the students looked frustrated. Probably because I have a lot to say, but I don't have the courage in the end.　　Fu Xinshu picked up the coat on the chair, got up and left silently, and didn't even say "goodbye, teacher".　　Lin Wanxing looked at the back of the student leaving, and did not stop him.　　The pitch, which had been tense just a few minutes ago, is now back to its former tranquility. It's dark again, only this time, the playground is devoid of the same kicking and shouting. Everything is like the sea after the tide has receded, leaving a hollow beach full of drops, gray.　　Lin Wanxing was also wondering at the beginning if she was too unkind to deal with the new book.　　She understands the frustration of her students, who are outwardly reluctant to be disciplined, but deep down they need someone to tell them what to do. Not only that, but they also need someone to help with planning, daily supervision, feedback, encouragement, and comfort.　　But she didn't want to do it, or rather, she wanted to do more than that.　　Her thoughts were mixed, she could hear the occasional sound of cars running over the asphalt on the road outside the stadium, and the street lamps on the top floor of the stands were in disrepair, but the light was softer by the dimness. Sitting in such a large and empty position, I only felt that the sky above the stadium was more quiet.　　The faint sound of breathing came, and Lin Wanxing looked to the side.　　Wang Fa maintained a sitting posture from beginning to end, never interfering with her to talk to the students.　　He looked into the distance as if he had nothing to do, and his side face was handsome and distinct. In fact, Lin Wanxing can't understand why Wang Fa likes to sit in the stands in a daze, but when the city falls at night and the stadium lights are faint, you can feel the tranquility of the wind blowing across the lawn.　　Only one or two stars could be seen in the sky, and the lights of the city cast a light halo in the sky.　　You don't have to think about anything.　　I don't know how long it has been, but anyway, both she and Wang Fa seem to be able to adapt to this long silence.　　Lin Wanxing felt a little fun of letting go. It's a hard feeling to describe, there aren't so many people and things antagonistic, she doesn't know what will happen to the students in the future, maybe everyone will return to the state of non-interference strangers.　　The sky was getting darker and darker, and the wind was getting cooler and cooler, just when Lin Wanxing felt that she could almost go back to the dormitory, Wang Fa suddenly touched her lightly.　　Lin Wanxing looked in the direction he signaled, and in the distance, at the gap in the side door of the stadium, someone was standing there.　　The street lights were dim, and I couldn't see it vaguely, and there was a boy with a small head outside the side door. He was tall and strong, with slippers on, and at the time of their casual eye contact, the boy seemed to be suddenly restrained.　　It took about ten seconds for Lin Wanxing to realize that it was Qin Ao who was standing sneakily outside the door of the stadium.　　It's a lie to say that it's not unexpected, obviously an hour or two ago, the boy was still tense, and the angry smell of shaking his hands and leaving seemed to be still in the night breeze around the stands. Only now, the taste in the night breeze has turned into a skewer.　　Lin Wanxing really never thought that after the quarrel, a boy like Qin Ao would take the initiative to come back.　　Probably after a long period of ideological struggle, Qin Ao carried a plastic bag and walked up to the stands.　　Far away, Lin Wanxing smelled the smell of cumin lamb skewers, and sure enough, the first thing Qin Ao said after coming up was: "I'll buy barbecue for my father, stop by." The implication is that there is no intention of coming back.　　Lin Wanxing said "uh-huh" twice, watching the student hide his embarrassment with righteousness, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart.　　This time, she and Wang Fa had a tacit understanding. Wang Fa sat next to him and vacated the place between them for Qin Ao.　　Then Lin Wanxing took the skewer bag in Qin Ao's hand and flipped through it, which contained fried tenderloin, lamb skewers, chicken wings, roasted corn and other things, which were full of them.　　She picked a skewer of small tenderloin at a lightning speed, and without waiting for Qin Ao to shout, she stepped the bag over Qin Ao and handed it to Wang Fa.　　The coach was never polite when eating, and directly picked the chicken wings that looked the most expensive. In this way, they were in the stands on the side of the court, as if no one was around, and the only regret was that there was no Coca-Cola.　　Qin Ao still shouted at the beginning that it was something he bought for his father, but Wang Fa took the lead in eating, so that Qin Ao had no room to speak.　　In the end, the student also broke the jar and ate it.　　That night, Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa sent Qin Ao home, and bought another barbecue on the way.　　The night seemed to come to the end of summer, and they tacitly agreed with each other not to mention anything that had happened before.　　The next day, what Lin Wanxing didn't expect was that more students began to dangle in front of her in a way similar to Qin Ao.　　The first to come were the two brothers Yu Ming and Lin Lu, Lin Lu took out a box of Terensu from his clothes pocket, saying that he couldn't finish breakfast, and put it directly on the windowsill for her. Yu Ming contributed a tea egg. The two of them ran away after they were finished, without giving her any chance to refuse.　　Lin Wanxing opened the tea egg bag, and there was still an eggshell in it that he didn't throw away, and it was obvious that Yu Ming had also saved some from his own rations...... 　　Lin Wanxing always felt that her act of eating barbecue with Wang Fa last night must have made Qin Ao misunderstand.　　Sure enough, at noon, Zheng Feiyang took out two oranges for her. The cyan one looks like the skin is still very hard, as if it has just been plucked out of nowhere, and the origin is very suspicious. Chen Weidong turned around and made a guiding speech on the skipping rope equipment that was too messy and the damaged equipment was not dealt with in time.　　The most outrageous must be Qi Liang, who actually took an English exercise book and asked her a cloze reading question. Lin Wanxing flipped through the blank exercise book before and after, pointed to the one that was specially turned out by Qi Liang, and asked, "Why do you suddenly want to ask this?" "Because I see 'women' in this reading." Qi Liang said.　　"So what?" Lin Wanxing looked at him suspiciously.　　"This article is about the impact of women's emotions on aging, and you should take a look." Qi Liang said.　　Lin Wanxing suddenly said angrily: "Fart, this is about a women's school!" "It's all said, pay attention to your emotions." Qi Liang patted her shoulder with two fingers and said with relief.　　In short, Lin Wanxing knew very well that the students were changing their methods to dangle in front of her, probably a strange temptation. In fact, she wasn't angry, she didn't even know why the boys were judging that she was angry, maybe this is the way of thinking that belongs to straight men. But there were more people dangling in front of her one after another, Lin Wanxing felt angry and funny, and decided to pretend to be serious and nervous, in order to be a teacher.　　Finally, in the evening, Lin Wanxing saw Fu Xinshu.　　For the first time, the students of the entire school football team appeared outside her equipment management, even Zhihui and Zheng Ren, who usually don't come to training. The tall students sat or squatted, their faces red from the sun, and the small open space was crowded.　　Lin Wanxing came out to lock the door and saw such a scene.　　A few bells rang for the end of class, and the open space became quieter, and the branches and leaves of the osmanthus trees surrounded by flower beds swayed. A person like Lin Wanxing, who is not socially afraid, was stunned for a while in the face of the faces waiting at the door, and didn't know what to say.　　"Ahem, we'll send a representative to talk to you." At this time, Qin Ao, who was sitting on the flower bed, spoke, and then pushed down the new book.　　Fu Xinshu was pushed and staggered, he was still wearing an overly wide school uniform, and the zipper was pulled to the top, revealing a slender white neck, which looked extremely serious and neat.　　"Teacher Lin." Fu Xinshu spoke very seriously, "The question you asked me yesterday, I have thought about it seriously. "Hmm." Lin Wanxing turned the key in her hand and waited for him to speak.　　What I didn't expect was that Fu Xinshu negotiated as a representative, and in full view of everyone, he was stuck again.　　Qin Ao stood up from the flower bed with hatred, patted Fu Xinshu and asked him to stand aside, and then looked at her condescendingly.　　The boy's eyebrows were sharp, and there was a decisive momentum: "We discussed it for a while, and I think you have too many things in your head." "Huh?" Lin Wanxing didn't know why.　　"We couldn't figure out what you were going to do, but we agreed to the 'do what you want' principle, so you can look at the papers from the stands." Qin Ao said very tolerantly.　　There was a long silence for more than ten seconds.　　Finally, Qin Ao's annoyed and annoyed voice broke the silence: "I'm embarrassed if you don't speak. "Do I have to say something?" Lin Wanxing was a little mixed for the first time, "Don't think too much about me, I don't have so much experience." Lin Wanxing is indeed helpless, and it is the first time for her. The first time I was a teacher, the first time I was with so many students, and the first time I had to think about how to talk to my students.　　"I know that you are for our good, we will follow you to make up for the lesson, you can take care of us if you want, although we may not necessarily listen to you, but we will restrain ......" Qin Ao said in the end, very reluctantly. In short, taking the initiative to ask for tutoring is more like a kind of compromise for them after thinking about her, "So don't think too much, and don't expect us to figure everything out, everyone can make do with it." Anyway......" 　　Qin Ao paused when he said this, Lin Wanxing just wanted to answer, but heard him say, "Anyway, yesterday was our problem, I'm sorry." 　　Time stands still for a moment.　　At that time, it was not the time for osmanthus to bloom, but standing in the shade of the luxuriant trees, stared at by the courageous and menacing gaze of the young man, Lin Wanxing seemed to feel a very warm wind, she really didn't expect it.　　"I don't care what you mean." 　　This sentence floated gently in Lin Wanxing's mind, floating in her throat, almost a sentence she subconsciously wanted to say.　　But in the face of the students who had the courage to appear in front of her, she suddenly felt that she shouldn't say that.　　A lot of thoughts and emotions were scattered in Lin Wanxing's mind.　　Indeed, she has always believed that students should have the freedom and time to explore what they want and what they really want. After all, they are used to receiving different instructions to do this and that from childhood to adulthood, and they don't have so many opportunities to think "I want".　　But when she made it clear to the students that they were free to do whatever they wanted, they became terrified. Lin Wanxing can understand this kind of timidity very well, the world is too big, there are countless choices, and when you look at the future, the uncertainty of the future is enough to swallow everyone.　　Therefore, the children say that they are unwilling, but they urgently need someone to "take care" of them. Fu Xinshu is like this, and so is Qin Ao...... 　　This kind of discipline itself is contrary to what Lin Wanxing approves, she really doesn't want to "discipline" them, but in the face of the students' almost pleading attitude, she can't say anything to refuse.　　Human beings are extremely complex creatures, and most people are not that good and not so bad. Like most so-called principles, there are not so many "must-haves" and "must-nots".　　Finally, Lin Wanxing sighed slightly and made a compromise that the students couldn't understand.　　"I see." 　　She said so.

第34章 搬家 　　和之前也没什么不同。 　　林晚星顺应学生们的要求， 表示她每天中午都会在器材室等他们。她会讲一点基础课程的内容，他们愿意来，就可以来听。但她同样强调， 这些所谓的“补课”， 没有任何强迫性质，学生们来去自由。 　　而晚上时间，林晚星也还是会陪他们进行足球训练。 　　虽然计划是这样，但夏末初秋天气依然炎热，秋老虎在中午时发威最重。 　　林晚星昨天思考一夜，作为高中基础课程， 要给学生们讲些什么内容。可虽然她看过学生们的试卷，但大量空白仍然让她很难明确估计学生们的高中知识掌握情况。 　　所以第一天，他们大概以聊天为主。 　　器材室缺少桌椅， 也没有黑板， 学生们只得坐在仰卧起坐垫子上， 听她讲话。 　　林晚星和学生们聊了聊高中最基础的知识，从数学的正弦定理和余弦定理开始。可学生们显然对这两个名词很陌生。 　　他们头顶只有一台吊扇， 哗啦啦地开到最大，但仍显得杯水车薪。男生们身高腿长，在狭窄的过道空间内长腿无处安放。他们动来动去，怎么都不舒服， 汗水从额头滴下，呼吸间都是午后湿热的空气。 　　林晚星本来还准备了白纸，让学生们写点什么。但如果这样，他们一个个都得趴在地上， 她索性把纸也放下， 开始纯聊天。 　　午后空气昏昏欲睡， 她盘腿坐在一块垫子上，也没纠结于他们到底在高中学会了什么，只是有一搭没一搭和他们聊高中各科里比较有意思的东西。 　　比如《小石潭记》里的水到底清不清，或者秋收起义从哪里开始，还有基本经济制度一类的东西，她还和他们聊起元素周期表，但显然，大部分学生对于高中生本该倒背如流的东西一问三不知。只有付新书多少能讲点什么。 　　到后来，学生们也根本没有耐心听她究竟在说什么。 　　无论她的语气多轻快，内容还是书本上那些无聊知识，学生只要听到就能直接开启“放空”模式。再加上十来个人挤在一起，汗味和饭后的倦意，这都让人昏昏欲睡。 　　林晚星也清楚，学生们能在午后放弃睡觉和休息时间过来这里，并且熬着炎炎夏日，已经尽了很大努力。他们努力想集中精神，可是办不到。 　　很多事情都是这样，当你信心满满开始，却总会遇到这样那样的不顺利，因此放弃也变得很容易。 　　等到了傍晚，或许因为中午没睡觉，或许因为一下午动脑让学生们倍感疲倦，他们训练时也提不起劲儿。这种提不起劲儿很难形容，而王法从不是会认真督导学生的类型，他大部分时间都只是坐在看台上。所以学生们踢着踢着，跑动速度就变慢了；踢着踢着，呼喊声也变低了。 　　从日暮西垂到天色全黑，离比赛日还有四天，大概所有人都在想，过了下个周日，他们会怎么样呢？ 　　晚上，林晚星回到宿舍，破天荒觉得疲倦。 　　宿舍门口树下摆满热水瓶，等待晚自习下课的学生们把它取走。 　　宿管在织毛衣，林晚星照例和阿姨打招呼，却听到阿姨说：“小林，房子找好啦？” 　　林晚星愣了下，宿管阿姨小房间墙上挂着的万年历是硕大的24。她这才意识到，这周五是学校给实习老师提供宿舍的最后一天，之前就通知过，和她一起的小许老师早一个礼拜就搬走了。 　　“房子找好了的，谢谢阿姨。”林晚星朝阿姨挥挥手，“我回去理东西了。” 　　林晚星回到自己的小宿舍，桌上是她从高中图书馆借来的教材，摆得满满当当，只有放笔记本电脑的那一小块还有很小的空位。一种莫名的离谱感，涌上林晚星心头。 　　好像校长明明是看在熟人面子上，给她安排了一个清闲的工作？ 　　怎么她能忙到，连搬宿舍的事情都忘了呢？ 　　宿舍里除了她当时从大学打包寄来的大纸箱外，没有别的大家当。林晚星把所有东西收拾进两个大行李箱，很干脆在APP平台上定了个搬家小面包车。 　　白天诸事繁忙，也就晚上有空。 　　小面包车司机到的时候，宿管阿姨还挺不好意思的：“哦呦，我就跟你那么一讲，没让你这么老晚上就走。” 　　“总归要搬的。”林晚星把塑料袋里拎着的，昨天买的没吃完的橘子，放到阿姨桌上。 　　“那你注意安全哦。” 　　“好的阿姨。”林晚星答。 　　很简单的告别，林晚星坐上了小面包车副驾驶。 　　车从宿舍外绕校一周，两旁树影幢幢，五分钟就到了。 　　梧桐路17号，爷爷奶奶买的房子坐落于此。 　　那是栋很简单的老式居民楼，在最普通的居民小区里。 　　墙体是很深的烟灰色，墙角会有剥落痕迹，偶尔能看到里面颜色更深的混凝土和红色墙砖。因为楼下是爷爷奶奶以前开的课外晚托班和小卖部，所以楼道的绿色铁皮大门上会有调皮的男孩用粉笔画的涂鸦，女孩子喜欢在上面小贴纸。 　　林晚星拉开面包车车门，前一刻还沉浸在回忆的长河里，后一秒，她就怔得说不出话来。 　　楼道的绿色铁皮大门和记忆里的样子没有差错，可现在大门禁闭，门口竟然站着几个鬼鬼祟祟的高中生。 　　陈江河、秦敖、俞明、祁亮、付新书…… 　　林晚星揉了揉眼睛，比她明明找了个清闲工作、却全部时间精力都被学生占满更离谱的是，她搬个家都能碰到足球队这些逼崽子在这里？？？ 　　熟人见面，分外眼红。为了抢占先机，必须得先发问。所以当“你（们）怎么在这儿？”不约而同响起时，林晚星知道，她还是没学生们嗓门大。 　　“这是我家。”林晚星赶紧示意他们小声点。 　　周遭霎时一静，也差不多是这个时候。楼道中传来脚步声音，吱呀一声，轴承转动，铁门开了。 　　王法穿着一身宽松的运动居家服，出现在门口。 　　楼道的感应灯倏忽一下暗去，接下来的场景更像什么情景喜剧里的桥段。 　　他们三方站在不足两平的楼道口空间内面面相觑，秦敖的眼睛瞪得老大，却不敢喊出声。祁亮最先反应过来，凑到她身边，故作悄悄话地问道：“老师，教练也住你家？” 　　林晚星赶忙解释：“没有，我刚搬来。” 　　“搬来和教练一起住吗？”还是这句话。 　　“可是你说这是你家，怎么又刚搬来？”祁亮不依不饶。 　　“老师你有问题。” 　　学生们七嘴八舌，你一言我一语，林晚星百口莫辩。 　　她只得求助性地看向王法，青年自始至终都斜倚着栏杆，一言不发。 　　“你也住这儿啊？”她问王法。 　　“你不是早就知道？”王法说。 　　林晚星半张着嘴，这才想起，好像王法确实说过，他租在这里。 　　“那你大晚上下楼干嘛？”林晚星问。 　　“本来是买包烟，现在，顺便接你。” 　　林晚星：“……” 　　很正常的话从王法嘴里出来就变得古怪，学生们的眼神也透着看好戏的兴奋劲儿。 　　幸好这时，面包车司机跳下车，从后备箱搬下沉重的纸箱和她的行李，打破了场面的尴尬：“东西我给你放这了啊，上楼要另外收费的。”司机说。 　　“多少钱，您帮我搬上去吧。”林晚星答。 　　“几楼啊，没电梯的吧？上楼费70块钱一层哦，跟你讲清楚。” 　　林晚星刚想答应，秦敖却用“您有事儿吗”的眼神看着司机：“不用你，我们自己搬。” 　　小面包车司机还想再说点什么，却直接被秦敖赶走。 　　秦敖招呼俞明来搬东西，他的手扶在纸箱上，教育道：“这人就宰你，你这点东西，搬一层平时就30，他车费是不是也多收你了？” 　　“是平台统一收费，他没多收钱。”林晚星被学生教育得大气不敢出，弱弱地说。 　　秦敖对这回答还算满意，他和俞明两人蹲下，准备搬纸箱。两位健硕的男生将手插入纸箱底部，手臂用力一提，青筋迸出，地上半人高的纸箱却纹丝不动。 　　“靠，你这里面是什么东西？”秦敖吐了口气，把手指拔出来，跳起来问，“怎么这么沉？” 　　“呃……是很沉的，所以我说觉得70也不贵嘛。”林晚星无奈地道。 　　学生们互相嚷嚷，要试试箱子到底有多沉。这时，王法走了过来，他接替了付新书的位置，用眼神示意秦敖、俞明、陈江河抬纸箱另外三角。 　　王法蹲下，手臂用力，绽露出遒劲的肌肉线条，甚至不需要一、二、三的口令，四人一起用力，将纸箱抬了起来。 　　林晚星赶忙去把楼道防盗门拉到最大，楼道感应灯再度亮起，照亮了纤细腐朽的铁质栏杆和漫长而陈旧的阶梯。 　　王法搬着箱子，站在最后一层阶梯，替学生们承担了纸箱的大部分重量。 　　“你要什么烟？”林晚星半仰头问。 　　“绿景。”王法答。
Chapter 34: Moving is no different than before.　　Lin Wanxing complied with the students' request and said that she would wait for them in the equipment room at noon every day. She will talk a little bit about the basic course, and they can come and listen if they want to. But she also stressed that these so-called "make-up classes" are not coercive in nature, and students are free to come and go.　　In the evening, Lin Wanxing will still accompany them for football training.　　Despite the plan, the weather is still hot in late summer and early autumn, with the autumn tigers at their heaviest at noon.　　Lin Wanxing thought all night yesterday about what to teach students as a basic high school course. But although she has read the students' test papers, the large number of gaps still makes it difficult for her to clearly estimate the students' mastery of high school knowledge.　　So on the first day, they probably focused on chatting.　　There were no desks, chairs, and blackboards in the equipment room, so the students had to sit on the sit-up cushions and listen to her.　　Lin Wanxing chatted with the students about the most basic knowledge of high school, starting with the sine theorem and cosine theorem of mathematics. But the students are obviously unfamiliar with these two terms.　　They only have a ceiling fan overhead, and they turn it on to the maximum, but it still looks like a drop in the bucket. The boys are tall and have long legs, and there is nowhere to put their long legs in the narrow aisle space. They move around, they don't feel comfortable, sweat dripping from their foreheads, and they breathe in the hot and humid air of the afternoon.　　Lin Wanxing originally prepared a blank sheet of paper for the students to write something. But if they all had to lie on the ground, she simply put down the paper and started chatting.　　The afternoon air was drowsy, and she sat cross-legged on a mat, not dwelling on what they had learned in high school, but chatting with them about the more interesting things in the high school subjects.　　For example, in "The Story of Little Stone Pond", whether the water is clear, or where the Autumn Harvest Uprising began, and things like the basic economic system, she also chatted with them about the periodic table, but obviously, most students don't know anything about what high school students should memorize. Only by paying for a new book can I say something.　　Later, the students didn't have the patience to listen to what she was saying.　　No matter how brisk her tone is, the content or the boring knowledge in the book, students can directly turn on the "empty" mode as long as they hear it. Coupled with the fact that a dozen or so people were huddled together, the smell of sweat and the tiredness after the meal, it made people drowsy.　　Lin Wanxing also knows that the students can give up their sleep and rest time to come here in the afternoon, and they have done a lot of hard work to stay up in the hot summer. They tried to concentrate, but they couldn't.　　As is the case with many things, when you start with confidence, you will always encounter difficulties in one way or another, so it becomes easy to give up.　　In the evening, perhaps because they didn't sleep at noon, or because the students were tired from using their brains all afternoon, they couldn't get up their energy during training. It's hard to describe this kind of invigoration, and Wang Fa has never been the type to supervise students seriously, he just sits in the stands most of the time. So the students kick and kick, and the running speed slows down; Kicking and kicking, the shouts became low.　　From sunset to dark, with four days to go, everyone was probably wondering what would happen to them next Sunday.　　In the evening, Lin Wanxing returned to the dormitory, feeling tired for the first time.　　Hot water bottles are placed under the tree at the entrance of the dormitory, and the students who are waiting for the evening self-study class to take it away.　　The dormitory manager was knitting sweaters, and Lin Wanxing greeted her aunt as usual, but heard her aunt say, "Xiaolin, have you found a house?" Lin Wanxing was stunned, the perpetual calendar hanging on the wall of the dormitory aunt's small room was a huge 24. Only then did she realize that this Friday was the last day for the school to provide dormitories for intern teachers, and she had previously informed her that Teacher Xiao Xu, who was with her, had moved out a week earlier.　　"I've found a house, thank you, Auntie." Lin Wanxing waved at her aunt, "I'll go back to take care of things." Lin Wanxing returned to her small dormitory, where the textbooks she had borrowed from the high school library were on the table, and they were full, except for the small area where the laptop was placed. An inexplicable sense of outrageousness surged into Lin Wanxing's heart.　　It seems that the principal obviously looked at the face of an acquaintance and arranged a quiet job for her?　　How could she be so busy that she forgot about moving to the dormitory?　　There was no one else in the dormitory except for the large cardboard box she had packed and sent from the university at the time. Lin Wanxing packed everything into two large suitcases, and simply ordered a moving van on the APP platform.　　During the day, everything is busy, so there is time at night.　　When the minivan driver arrived, the dormitory manager was quite embarrassed: "Oh, I'll tell you that, I didn't let you leave at night so old." "It's going to have to be moved." Lin Wanxing put the uneaten oranges that she bought yesterday in the plastic bag and put them on her aunt's table.　　"Then you should be safe." 　　"Okay auntie." Lin Wanxing replied.　　A very simple goodbye, Lin Wanxing got into the co-pilot of the minivan.　　The car went around the school from outside the dormitory, surrounded by trees and shadows, and it took five minutes to arrive.　　No. 17 Wutong Road, where the house bought by grandparents is located.　　It was a very simple old-fashioned residential building, in the most ordinary residential area.　　The walls are a deep smoky grey with peeling marks at the corners, and occasionally darker concrete and red tiles can be seen inside. Because downstairs is the extracurricular evening nursery and commissary that grandparents used to open, there will be naughty boys' chalk graffiti on the green tin door of the corridor, and girls like to have small stickers on it.　　Lin Wanxing opened the door of the van, she was still immersed in the long river of memories one moment ago, and the next second, she was so stunned that she couldn't speak.　　The green tin gate of the corridor is not wrong with the appearance in my memory, but now that the gate is closed, there are a few sneaky high school students standing at the door.　　Chen Jianghe, Qin Ao, Yu Ming, Qi Liang, Fu Xinshu...... 　　Lin Wanxing rubbed her eyes, what was even more outrageous than the fact that she had obviously found a spare job, but all her time and energy were occupied by students, she could meet the football team here whenever she moved???　　When acquaintances meet, they are very red-eyed. In order to get ahead of the curve, you have to ask questions first. So when "why are you here?" When they rang out together, Lin Wanxing knew that she was still not as loud as the students.　　"This is my home." Lin Wanxing hurriedly motioned for them to be quiet.　　There was a moment of silence around me, and it was almost this time. There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, a creak, the bearing turned, and the iron door opened.　　Wang Fa, dressed in loose sports home clothes, appeared at the door.　　The sensor lights in the corridor dimmed suddenly, and the next scene was more like a sitcom.　　The three of them stood in the space of the entrance of the building less than two square meters and looked at each other, Qin Ao's eyes widened, but he didn't dare to shout. Qi Liang was the first to react, leaned to her side, and asked in a whisper, "Teacher, the coach also lives at your house?" Lin Wanxing hurriedly explained: "No, I just moved here." "Moving in with the coach?" Or this sentence.　　"But you said this is your house, why did you just move in?" Qi Liang did not relent.　　"Teacher, you have a problem." 　　The students gossip, you say a word, Lin Wanxing can't argue.　　She had to look at Wang Fa for help, and the young man leaned on the railing the whole time, not saying a word.　　"You live here too?" She asked Wang Fa.　　"Didn't you already know?" Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing half-opened her mouth, and then she remembered, as if Wang Fa had indeed said that he was renting here.　　"Then why are you going downstairs at night?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Originally, I was buying a pack of cigarettes, but now, I'll pick you up by the way." 　　Lin Wanxing: "......" 　　It's normal for words to come out of Wang Fa's mouth and become weird, and the students' eyes are also full of excitement to watch a good show.　　Fortunately, at this time, the van driver jumped out of the car and removed the heavy cardboard box and her luggage from the trunk, breaking the embarrassment of the scene: "I put the things here for you, and there will be an additional charge for going upstairs." The driver said.　　"How much is it, you can help me move it up." Lin Wanxing replied.　　"How many floors are there, there's no elevator, right? The upstairs fee is 70 yuan a floor, oh, let me make it clear. Lin Wanxing just wanted to agree, but Qin Ao looked at the driver with the eyes of "Are you okay": "No need for you, we will move by ourselves." The minivan driver wanted to say something more, but was directly driven away by Qin Ao.　　Qin Ao beckoned Yu Ming to move things, his hand was on the cardboard box, and he educated: "This person will kill you, your little thing, it is usually 30 to move a floor, does he overcharge you for the fare?" "It's the platform that charges a flat fee, and he doesn't charge more." Lin Wanxing was so educated by the students that she didn't dare to come out, and said weakly.　　Qin Ao was quite satisfied with this answer, he and Yu Ming squatted down, ready to move the cardboard box. The two sturdy boys inserted their hands into the bottom of the cardboard box, and with a strong lift of their arms, the green tendons burst out, but the half-human-high cardboard box on the ground did not move.　　"Damn, what's in here?" Qin Ao exhaled, pulled out his fingers, jumped up and asked, "Why is it so heavy?" "Ugh...... It's very heavy, so I said I don't think 70 is expensive. Lin Wanxing said helplessly.　　The students yelled at each other to see how heavy the box really was. At this time, Wang Fa walked over, he took the place of Fu Xinshu, and motioned to Qin Ao, Yu Ming, and Chen Jianghe to carry the carton with his eyes.　　Wang Fa squatted down, his arm was forced, revealing his strong muscle lines, and he didn't even need one, two, or three passwords, and the four of them worked together to lift the cardboard box.　　Lin Wanxing hurriedly pulled the security door of the corridor to the maximum, and the corridor sensor light turned on again, illuminating the slender and decaying iron railing and the long and old staircase.　　Wang Fa carried the boxes and stood on the last step of the stairs, carrying most of the weight of the cartons for the students.　　"What cigarettes do you want?" Lin Wanxing asked with a half-tilted head.　　"LVGEM." Wang Fa replied.

第35章 天台 　　林晚星买完烟赶上大部队， 学生们走走停停、互相换手，最后在顶楼停下。 　　感应灯亮起，楼道前拦着一扇铁门。 　　学生们气喘吁吁， 林晚星赶忙掏出钥匙， 可一阵丁零当啷后，却没有一把能打开这扇。 　　林晚星顿时慌了，她拿出手机，想给委托租赁的中介打电话，就在这时，王法动了。 　　如果说， 先前他们三方在楼道口相遇时说的那些“住一起”之类的话像在打趣。 　　那么，随着王法放下箱子，掏出钥匙、打开铁门的动作一气呵成， 学生们眼睛都直了。 　　铁门外是一片天台。 　　五楼并不高， 但天台宽阔， 夜色毫无遮挡，扑面而来。 　　放眼望去， 近处是沉浸在黑夜中的球场，场边灯火点缀；远些的地方，高中校舍俨然，树影婆娑；而更远处， 城市灯火透亮，于夜色中无限飘散。 　　风中是秋夜温柔的晚风，拂过发梢和脖颈，林晚星有那么一段时间被震得说不出话来。 　　随着纸箱扑通一声， 重重落在天台水泥板上， 她这才回过神来。 　　王法站在她身边， 单手摊开，林晚星把刚买的烟递了过去。或许是因为学生都在，王法接过烟盒，转了一圈，把烟塞回了运动家居服口袋。 　　“咳。” 　　“咳咳。” 　　学生们做作的清嗓子声响起。 　　男生们因为刚才搬了重物，一个个脸都憋得通红，脸上还拿捏着夸张的表情，看看她，又看看王法。 　　天台南侧并排了两间长屋，左侧一间灯亮着，门口摆着户外遮阳伞和沙滩椅全套，桌上有拉开的啤酒罐，很显然属于她的租客。 　　王法没有开门回家的意思，他径直走向遮阳伞坐下。 　　俞明屁颠颠跟在王法身边：“教练，你和我们老师，真住一起啊？” 　　王法单手握在易拉罐上，喝了一口，轻描淡写地说：“我不清楚，一切以你们林老师回答为准。” 　　“噢~！” 　　眼见学生们又要起哄，林晚星赶忙举手投降。她掏出那串丁零当啷的钥匙去了右边那间屋子的门：“真没有，就我们学校不让实习老师住宿了，所以我搬来这里住，这是我家。”林晚星强调。 　　“那教练呢，这也是他家吗？”陈江河很犹疑地问道。 　　“他是我的房客。”林晚星推开屋门，回望屋外的学生们，说，“这栋楼，是我的。” 　　在学生们震惊无语的目光里，林晚星感受到了点“复仇成功”的快感。 　　天台上这排屋子，属于当时的“违章搭建”。不过据说爷爷奶奶把楼买下来的时候，就已经在这，所以这么多年来，也没人来管。 　　屋子里很干净，林晚星提前拜托出租中介来打扫过，但也相当简陋。学生们替她把纸箱搬进屋内，好奇地东张西望。 　　"你就住这儿？"祁亮颇有些不屑地问道，“你这么有钱，为什么不租个好点的地方。” 　　林晚星放下自己的拖杆箱，笑道：“那你们这么闲，怎么跑我家来了？” 　　这个转折相当突兀，没等学生们反应过来。 　　林晚星径直走出屋子，她在王法对面拖了张椅子坐下，示意“坦白从宽、抗拒从严”。 　　学生们你看我、我看你，最后所有人的目光，落在付新书身上。 　　林晚星有些意外，付新书还能成为干坏事的牵头人？ 　　这时，付新书从背包里，掏出了一本练习册，他把练习册翻到某一页，摊平，放到了她面前。 　　付新书：“我今天回家写作业的时候，发现了这个。” 　　被摊开的数学练习册上，画着一份手绘地图，借助屋内灯光，依稀能看到地图上歪歪扭扭的彩色线条。 　　地图画在一道三角函数题上，横纵轴成为了最完美的坐标。笔是很常见的水彩笔，画虽然随意，但又很明显标注了“宏景八中”“老体育场”以及他们所在的这栋“梧桐路7号”。 　　“梧桐路7号”这个栋楼，被画成了分层宝箱的模样，但标注有宝物的楼层却并不在天台，而是在二楼。 　　林晚星脑海中浮现出很多模糊的回忆，她不可置信地看向付新书：“谁给你的？” 　　“我不知道。”付新书顿了顿，“但我后来想，这是不是和秦敖他们收到的东西一样？” 　　“所以你联系了秦敖他们？” 　　“恩。” 　　祁亮一脸茫然，林晚星只觉得不可思议。 　　她又从口袋里掏出中介给的那串沉重钥匙，按照上面贴着的标签，翻到了2楼的那几把。 　　“我们去看看？”她说。 　　楼道的感应灯倏忽亮起又暗下，拾级而下，仿佛穿梭在漫长的回忆长廊里。 　　和5层一样，2楼的楼梯口也是一道同色系的铁门。但与5层不同的是，当林晚星掏出钥匙，推开楼道门，陈旧污浊的空气扑面而来。 　　在这里，学生们的呼吸和脚步声也变轻了。 　　眼前是条昏暗的走廊，借着外面的楼道灯，能依稀看到水磨石地砖，墙上贴着什么东西，但走廊深处却完全照射不到。 　　学生们蹑手蹑脚在楼道里找开关，林晚星向前走了几步，摸向记忆里的位置，咔嚓一声轻响，头顶白炽灯扑朔着亮起，照亮了整条走廊。 　　墙壁上是陈旧的公告栏，走廊两旁是两间教室，墙上贴着一些书法和素描作品，甚至还有优秀考卷。而在走廊尽头的墙上，挂着一个招牌。 　　上面是“元元课外辅导班”几个大字。
Chapter 35 Rooftop Lin Wanxing finished buying cigarettes to catch up with the large army, and the students stopped and stopped, changed hands with each other, and finally stopped on the top floor.　　The sensor light is on, and an iron door is blocked in front of the corridor.　　The students were out of breath, and Lin Wanxing hurriedly took out the key, but after a while, none of them could open the door.　　Lin Wanxing suddenly panicked, she took out her mobile phone and wanted to call the agent who entrusted the leasing, but at this moment, Wang Fa moved.　　If the words "live together" that the three of them said when they met at the entrance of the corridor were like a joke.　　Then, as Wang Fa put down the box, took out the key, and opened the iron door in one go, the students' eyes were straight.　　Outside the iron gate is a rooftop.　　The fifth floor is not high, but the roof is wide, and the night is unobstructed.　　As far as the eye can see, there is a pitch immersed in the dark of the night, and the sidelines are dotted with lights; In the distance, the high school building is like a tree; In the distance, the city lights are lit up and drift infinitely into the night.　　In the wind was the gentle evening breeze of the autumn night, blowing through the tips of her hair and neck, and Lin Wanxing was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a while.　　With the clatter of the cardboard box and the heavy fall on the cement slab on the rooftop, she came back to her senses.　　Wang Fa stood beside her, spread out with one hand, and Lin Wanxing handed over the cigarette she had just bought. Perhaps because the students were there, Wang Fa took the cigarette case, turned around, and stuffed the cigarette back into the pocket of the sports loungewear.　　"Ahem." 　　"Ahem." 　　The students' contrived throats rang out.　　The boys were all red because they had moved heavy objects just now, and they still had exaggerated expressions on their faces, looking at her and Wang Fa.　　On the south side of the rooftop, there are two longhouses side by side, one on the left with a light on, and a full set of outdoor parasols and beach chairs at the door, and beer cans on the table, which clearly belong to her tenants.　　Wang Fa didn't mean to open the door and go home, he walked straight to the parasol and sat down.　　Yu Ming followed Wang Fa's side with a fart: "Coach, you and our teacher, do you really live together?" Wang Fa held the can with one hand, took a sip, and said lightly: "I don't know, everything is subject to your Teacher Lin's answer." "Oh~!" 　　Seeing that the students were about to coax again, Lin Wanxing hurriedly raised his hand to surrender. She took out the string of keys and went to the door of the room on the right: "No, our school doesn't let the trainee teachers stay, so I moved here, this is my home." Lin Wanxing emphasized.　　"What about the coach, is this also his home?" Chen Jianghe asked hesitantly.　　"He's my tenant." Lin Wanxing pushed open the door, looked back at the students outside the house, and said, "This building is mine." In the shocked and speechless eyes of the students, Lin Wanxing felt a little pleasure of "successful revenge".　　The row of houses on the rooftop belonged to the "illegal construction" at that time. However, it is said that when the grandparents bought the building, they were already here, so no one has taken care of it for so many years.　　The house was very clean, and Lin Wanxing asked a rental agent to clean it in advance, but it was also quite simple. The students carried the cardboard boxes into the house for her and looked around curiously.　　"You're going to live here?" Qi Liang asked with some disdain, "You are so rich, why don't you rent a better place." Lin Wanxing put down her towbar box and said with a smile: "Then you are so idle, why did you come to my house?" The turn was rather abrupt, and the students didn't have to wait for them to react.　　Lin Wanxing walked straight out of the house, she dragged a chair opposite Wang Fa and sat down, signaling "be lenient in confession and strict in resistance".　　Students, you look at me, I look at you, and in the end, everyone's eyes fell on Fu Xinshu.　　Lin Wanxing was a little surprised, can Fu Xinshu still become the leader of bad things?　　At this time, Fu Xinshu took out an exercise book from his backpack, and he turned the exercise book to a certain page, flattened it, and put it in front of her.　　Fu Xinshu: "When I went home to do my homework today, I found this. On the stretched math workbook, a hand-drawn map was drawn, and with the help of the lights in the room, the crooked colored lines on the map could be faintly seen.　　The map is drawn on a trigonometric problem, and the horizontal and vertical axes become the most perfect coordinates. The pen is a very common watercolor pen, although the painting is random, but it is clearly marked "Hongjing No. 8 Middle School", "Old Stadium" and the building where they are located "No. 7 Wutong Road".　　The building "No. 7 Wutong Road" is painted as a layered treasure chest, but the floor marked with the treasure is not on the rooftop, but on the second floor.　　Lin Wanxing had a lot of vague memories in her mind, and she looked at Fu Xinshu in disbelief: "Who gave it to you?" "I don't know." Fu Xinshu paused, "But then I thought, is this the same as what Qin Ao and the others received?" "So you contacted Qin Ao and them?" 　　"Yes." 　　Qi Liang looked dazed, and Lin Wanxing only felt incredible.　　She took out the heavy set of keys from the intermediary from her pocket, and according to the labels attached to them, she flipped to the ones on the second floor.　　"Shall we take a look?" She said.　　The sensor lights in the corridor flickered on and off, and they went down the stairs, as if shuttling through a long corridor of memories.　　Like the 5th floor, the staircase on the 2nd floor is a metal door of the same color. But unlike the 5th floor, when Lin Wanxing took out the key and pushed open the door of the corridor, the old and dirty air came to his face.　　Here, too, the students' breathing and footsteps are softer.　　In front of me is a dimly lit corridor, through the outside corridor lamp, you can vaguely see terrazzo floor tiles, and something is pasted on the wall, but the depths of the corridor are completely illuminated.　　The students tiptoed in the corridor to find the switch, Lin Wanxing took a few steps forward, touched the position in his memory, and clicked softly, and the incandescent light above his head flickered on, illuminating the entire corridor.　　The walls are lined with old bulletin boards, and the corridors are lined with two classrooms, with calligraphy and sketches on the walls, and even excellent exam papers. And on the wall at the end of the corridor, there is a signboard.　　Above it are the words "Yuanyuan extracurricular tutoring class".

第36章 元元 　　36 元元 　　空气里是纤细的灰尘， 在老旧白炽灯管边浮动。 　　林晚星回过神，在她身后，学生们很是拘谨地站在走廊里。 　　他们蹑手蹑脚， 却又止不住好奇地东张西望， 好像所有人都在等她下一步的行动。 　　林晚星缓缓走到其中一间教室门口，轻轻一推，门就开了。 　　电灯点亮，时光仿佛还在昨日。教室是由原先的居民房改建，因此比常规的要小一些。 　　窗棱蒙尘，教室里桌椅齐整。黑板上有常年书写后留下的板书痕迹， “高考倒计时【】天”是用黄色油漆写上去的。字迹剥落了一些，剩余部分却还很清楚。教室墙上贴着品味很奇特的画作，而后是一整排通体书柜， 摆满了各种新旧不一的书籍。 　　林晚星的手从柜门上滑过， 依次看去， 书柜里收集了不同版本的教材和辅导书。 　　人教版和外研社的都有，《三五》与《黄冈》《海淀密卷》也很齐。不仅如此， 里面还摆着每版课标要求的所有课外读物，古今中外，分门别类。更离谱的是，书柜最靠窗那架里全是小说， 金古双全，阿西莫夫和东野圭吾也不缺，甚至《盘龙》和《微微一笑很倾城》都有。 　　整个空间都透露着严肃活泼相得益彰的气氛。 　　不知不觉，学生们各自挑选座位上坐下， 林晚星走上讲台， 再度看向她的学生们。 　　秦敖还在四处张望， 付新书的手不由自主蹭着桌面，俞明目光活跃，而祁亮，直接举起了手。 　　这是林晚星第二次正式站在讲台上，和第一次一样，她又有点不知该从何说起。 　　“我知道，你们有很多问题想问。但你们先听我说完，我再回答。”林晚星说。 　　这间辅导班的故事很简单。 　　林晚星告诉学生们，她的奶奶叫沈淑元，元元是奶奶的小名，反正爷爷总这么叫奶奶。 　　据说外太公给奶奶取这个名字，是源于陆游的一首《读书》小诗归老宁无五亩园，读书本意在元元。灯前目力虽非昔，犹课蝇头二万言。 　　“元元”的意思是营营众生。 　　她的爷爷奶奶都是特级教师，老两口从学校退休后，买下这栋老公房，不仅对外出租，还自己在二楼办课外辅导班，发挥余热。诗意契合二老心声，辅导班的名字，也很自然而然，取自于此。 　　当时辅导班学生很多，还有不少贫困生。 　　林晚星在有些年份的寒暑假，会来爷爷奶奶辅导班混日子。她一个小屁孩，坐在高中生堆里听课，听得懂听不懂的都囫囵吞枣，很有意思。 　　后来她爸爸和爷爷奶奶关系不好，她就很少回来。两位老人岁数上去，身体不好，上不了课，听说这里变成了提供给学生们的自习室，顺便帮家长们看些年纪小的孩子。但人无法熬过自然规律，老人过世，辅导班的门就自然而然锁上了。 　　现在想来，很多事都令人非常后悔。 　　故事讲到这里，学生们已经变得非常安静。 　　从男生们的角度来说，先是收到什么“免费借球卡”，然后又是“黑白填字游戏”。更巧合的是，他们刚开启课外补习事业，付新书就收到了藏宝图，一间老旧课外辅导班就此打开尘封。怀疑她在里面搞鬼理所应当，她只能再次解释自己对此毫不知情。 　　对林晚星来说，她现在站在这间教室里，看着讲台下的学生，只能确定有非常关心这些学生的人，通过各种方式，让她和学生们彼此间产生联系。 　　对方很希望她能帮助他们，虽然目标是她，但也并不完全因为她。 　　“所以，这栋楼真是老师你的啊？”最先从故事里回神的是俞明，“爷爷奶奶好厉害。” 　　“那你收我们教练房租吗？”祁亮角度非常刁钻。 　　林晚星愣住，没想到崽子们这么不按常理出牌。 　　林晚星看向教室角落，王法不知何时从后面书柜捞了本小说在看，表皮还是花花绿绿的言情那挂。 　　闻言，王法很无辜地抬头：“也不用完全免费，适当减免一些就行。” 　　林晚星：“……” 　　“老师要大气一点。”这时，付新书开口。 　　付新书不是会开玩笑的类型，林晚星这才意识到，他在学祁亮他们的样子，很努力想逗她开心一点。书桌上还摊着那本练习册，随意收回的“藏宝图”在白炽灯照耀下异常清晰，男生目光灼灼地看着她，只说，“我们以后有地方了，对吗？” 　　翌日中午，足球队集体出动。 　　午间高中有放走读生出来午餐的惯例，十一个男生砰砰砰窜上老居民楼的声音引来楼内阿婆围观。 　　对这些小直男们来说，并没有那么多弯弯绕的东西。既然有人给他们指了这个补课班的地盘，既然地盘的主人也就是林晚星不介意他们占用这里，那这里就是他们的地盘了！ 　　林晚星指导学生们做大扫除，辅导班的小仓库里还有未用完的粉笔，墙上的旧考卷被摘下。楼里的老住户们来打探消息，甚至还有隔壁楼的爷爷跑来问元元辅导班是不是又开了，收不收小学生三年级的。 　　终于，林晚星打发走来看热闹的叔叔阿姨们，关上了教室门。 　　学生们脸上还留着大扫除灰印子。 　　林晚星示意大家安静下，然后说：“我今天收到组委会邮件了，周日比赛对手出来了，他们会来我们这儿比，就还是上次的明珠俱乐部球场，比赛时间是下午13：00整。” 　　林晚星拿起笔，在黑板上、倒计时上方，学生们刚热切讨论的地方写道：“地点宏景明珠俱乐部 13：00，对手” 　　秦敖顿时正襟危坐，：“我们要和谁踢？” 　　林晚星掏出手机，点开邮件，再确认了一遍，说：“绿景国际高中。” 　　哗啦一下，辅导班教室里像炸开的油锅。 　　拍桌的拍桌，嚷嚷地嚷嚷。 　　“靠。” 　　“傻逼吧。” 　　“怎么打个资格赛还能遇上这帮逼？” 　　“他们不是都直接进正赛的，为什么沦落到打资格赛？” 　　“这么菜了？” 　　林晚星对学生们的反应很不理解。 　　“绿景国际很厉害吗？”她不由得看向王法。好像昨天王法抽的烟就是那个牌子。 　　王法手里的书从昨天的小言情换成了一本表面有霸气双龙的玄幻，他抬头说：“我了解得不多。” 　　想想也是，林晚星自己掏出手机百度搜索。她这才发现，绿景俱乐部和永川恒大俱乐部一样，是拥有中超联赛资格的顶级俱乐部，而绿景国际高中，听名字就知道，是知名烟草企业冠名的国际高中。它不仅本部有职业梯队，高中也部同样有很多有天赋的小球员。 　　林晚星大概能理解学生们的震惊，毕竟绿景国际高中应该是顶级高中队伍了，和普通高中校队一样，沦落来踢资格赛，本就让人觉得不可思议。不过继续查找下去，林晚星逐渐意识到，绿景被迫踢资格赛，应该是触犯了一些青超联赛条例，违规后被迫来的。而且绿景国际上一轮表现不佳，看赛报似乎是团队出现问题。种种原因，导致了他们要和这么一支顶级高中球队，在资格赛碰面。 　　学生们群情激奋，甚至有人开始怀疑这是组委会的阴谋，或者绿景给组委会塞钱了。 　　林晚星赶忙叫停他们。 　　“反正我们就踢一场。”她说，“不论输赢，做好我们自己就行。”
Chapter 36 Yuan Yuan 36 Yuan Yuan The air was a fine dust, floating around the old incandescent tubes.　　Lin Wanxing came back to her senses, and behind her, the students stood in the corridor very stiffly.　　They tiptoeed, but couldn't stop looking around curiously, as if everyone was waiting for her next move.　　Lin Wanxing slowly walked to the door of one of the classrooms, and with a slight push, the door opened.　　The lights are lit, and time seems to be yesterday. The classrooms are renovated from the original residential buildings, so they are smaller than the regular ones.　　The windows are dusty, and the desks and chairs in the classroom are neat. There are traces of the board book left after perennial writing on the blackboard, and the "countdown to the college entrance examination" is written with yellow paint. Some of the handwriting is peeling off, but the rest is still clear. The walls of the classrooms are plastered with paintings of quirky taste, and then there is a row of bookcases filled with books of all kinds, old and new.　　Lin Wanxing's hand slid over the cabinet door, and looked at it in turn, and there were different versions of textbooks and tutorial books collected in the bookcase.　　There are both the People's Education Edition and the Foreign Research Society, and "Three Five" and "Huanggang" and "Haidian Secret Volume" are also very similar. Not only that, but it also contains all the extracurricular reading materials required by each edition of the curriculum standards, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, divided into categories. What's even more outrageous is that the shelf near the window of the bookcase is full of novels, Jin Gu Shuangquan, Asimov and Keigo Higashino, and even "Panlong" and "A Smile is Alluring".　　The whole space exudes an atmosphere of seriousness and liveliness.　　Before she knew it, the students had chosen their seats and sat down, and Lin Wanxing walked up to the podium and looked at her students again.　　Qin Ao was still looking around, Fu Xinshu's hand involuntarily rubbed the table, Yu Ming's eyes were active, and Qi Liang raised his hand directly.　　This is the second time that Lin Wanxing has officially stood on the podium, and like the first time, she is a little unsure of where to start.　　"I know you have a lot of questions to ask. But listen to me first, and then I'll answer. Lin Wanxing said.　　The story of this tutorial class is simple.　　Lin Wanxing told the students that her grandmother's name was Shen Shuyuan, and Yuan Yuan was her grandmother's nickname, and her grandfather always called her grandma that anyway.　　It is said that the grandfather gave this name to his grandmother, which originated from a small poem "Reading" by Lu You and returned to Lao Ning Wumu Garden, and the original intention of reading was in Yuanyuan. Although the eyesight in front of the lamp is not what it used to be, it is still 20,000 words.　　"Yuanyuan" means to camp sentient beings.　　Her grandparents are both special teachers, and after the old couple retired from school, they bought this old husband's house, not only renting it out, but also running extracurricular tutoring classes on the second floor to give full play to their spare heat. The poetry fits the voice of the two elders, and the name of the tutorial class is also natural, taken from this.　　At that time, there were many students in the tutorial class, and there were many poor students.　　Lin Wanxing will come to the grandparents' tutoring class during the winter and summer vacations in some years. She is a little kid, sitting in the pile of high school students listening to lectures, and swallowing dates if she understands or doesn't understand, which is very interesting.　　Later, her father had a bad relationship with her grandparents, and she rarely came back. The two old men were getting older, and they were not in good health and could not attend classes, so I heard that this place has become a study room for students, and by the way, they help parents watch some young children. But people can't survive the laws of nature, and when the old man dies, the door of the tutorial class is naturally locked.　　Now that I think about it, I regret a lot of things.　　At this point in the story, the students have become very quiet.　　From the boys' point of view, first they received a "free ball card", and then a "black and white crossword puzzle". What's more coincidental is that as soon as they started their extracurricular tutoring career, they received a treasure map when they paid for the new book, and an old extracurricular tutoring class was dusted. Suspecting that she was doing something in it, she could only explain again that she didn't know anything about it.　　For Lin Wanxing, she is now standing in this classroom, looking at the students under the podium, and can only be sure that there are people who care about these students very much, and through various ways, let her and the students connect with each other.　　The other party really wants her to help them, and although the target is her, it is not entirely because of her.　　"So, this building is really yours, teacher?" The first to come back to his senses from the story was Yu Ming, "Grandparents are so amazing." "Then do you charge us the rent for the coach's room?" Qi Liang's angle is very tricky.　　Lin Wanxing was stunned, she didn't expect the cubs to play their cards so unreasonably.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the corner of the classroom, Wang Fa didn't know when he fished out a novel from the back bookcase, and he was still reading it, and the epidermis was still hanging with colorful romance.　　Hearing this, Wang Fa looked up innocently: "It doesn't have to be completely free, just reduce it appropriately." Lin Wanxing: "......" 　　"The teacher should be a little more generous." At this time, Fu Xinshu spoke.　　Fu Xinshu is not the type to joke, Lin Wanxing realized that he was learning from Qi Liang and them, and he tried very hard to make her happy. There was still the workbook on the desk, and the "treasure map" that was randomly retrieved was unusually clear under the incandescent light, and the boy looked at her with burning eyes, and only said, "We'll have a place in the future, right?" At noon the next day, the football team went out en masse.　　At noon, the high school has a custom of letting day students out for lunch, and the sound of eleven boys slamming up to the old residential building attracts the grandmothers in the building.　　For these little straight men, there are not so many twists and turns. Since someone pointed out to them the territory of this make-up class, and since the owner of the territory, that is, Lin Wanxing, doesn't mind them occupying this place, then this is their territory!　　Lin Wanxing instructed the students to do a big cleaning, there was still unused chalk in the small warehouse of the tutorial class, and the old exam papers on the wall were removed.The old residents in the building came to inquire about the news, and even the grandfather in the next building came to ask if the Yuanyuan tutoring class was open again, and whether it accepted the third grade of primary school students.　　Finally, Lin Wanxing sent out to see the lively uncles and aunts and closed the classroom door.　　The students still have the marks of the cleaning on their faces.　　Lin Wanxing motioned for everyone to be quiet, and then said: "I received an email from the organizing committee today, the opponents of the game on Sunday came out, they will come to us to compare, it is still the Pearl Club stadium last time, and the game time is 13:00 in the afternoon." Lin Wanxing picked up the pen and wrote on the blackboard, above the countdown, where the students had just eagerly discussed: "Venue: Hongjing Pearl Club 13:00, opponent" Qin Ao suddenly sat upright, "Who are we going to play with?" Lin Wanxing took out her mobile phone, clicked on the email, confirmed it again, and said, "LVGEM International High School." There was a bang, and the tutorial classroom was like an exploding oil pot.　　Slap the table, slap the table, shout and shout.　　"Damn." 　　"Stupid." 　　"How can you play a qualifying tournament and meet these gangs?" 　　"Didn't they all go straight to the main tournament, why did they fall into the qualifying round?" 　　"That's it?" 　　Lin Wanxing was very incomprehensible about the students' reaction.　　"Is LVGEM International very powerful?" She couldn't help but look at Wang Fa. It seems that the cigarette Wang Fa smoked yesterday is that brand.　　The book in Wang Fa's hand changed from yesterday's small romance to a fantasy book with a domineering double dragon on the surface, and he looked up and said, "I don't know much. Thinking about it, Lin Wanxing took out his mobile phone and searched for Baidu. Only then did she find out that LVGEM Club, like Yongchuan Evergrande Club, is a top club with the qualification of the Chinese Super League, and LVGEM International High School, as you know by its name, is an international high school named by a well-known tobacco company. Not only does it have a professional team in its headquarters, but it also has a lot of talented young players in the high school department.　　Lin Wanxing can probably understand the shock of the students, after all, LVGEM International High School should be the top high school team, and like the ordinary high school team, it is incredible. However, continuing to search, Lin Wanxing gradually realized that LVGEM was forced to play in the qualifying round, which should have violated some Youth Super League regulations and was forced to come after violating the rules. Moreover, LVGEM International did not perform well in the last round, and it seems that there is a problem with the team when looking at the game report. For various reasons, they have to meet such a top high school team in the qualifying round.　　The students were excited, and some even began to suspect that this was a conspiracy of the organizing committee, or that LVGEM had stuffed money into the organizing committee.　　Lin Wanxing hurriedly stopped them.　　"We're going to play anyway." "Win or lose, just be ourselves," she said. ”

第37章 不踢 　　林晚星以为， 对手的强弱本身，并不对学生们产生什么太大影响。毕竟这伙孩子看起来总是咋咋唬唬天不怕地不怕的样子。 　　可当她下班后，站在老旧球场内时， 还是震惊了。 　　球场上空无一人。 　　原先学生们总早早逃课来球场， 现在他们一个都不见踪影。 　　那时林晚星甚至陷入了莫名的迷茫，以为是球场被人包走要举行什么比赛，或者别的什么原因，所以学生们一个个都没在。 　　她举目四望，唯有王法仍然坐在看台上，一如既往。 　　看到教练， 林晚星终于有些莫名安心的感觉。如果所有人都没有到场，那一定是他们相互约定的结果。 　　王法压着鸭舌帽，双腿像往常一样搁在前排座椅上， 看上去很是平静。 　　“他们今天没来吗？”林晚星走到他身边坐下， 问完问题， 她就觉得自己很蠢。再怎么说，她应该比王法更了解学生们点。 　　“嗯， 是没看见。”王法说。 　　林晚星觉得奇怪，心中也有了些猜测。 　　她拿出手机，想了想，给秦敖打了个电话。 　　两三声后， 电话被接起。 　　她还没开口，反而秦敖先说话了：“老师你人呢？” 　　“我在球场啊，你们人呢？” 　　“你在球场啊？我们在教室里等你呢，赶紧过来吧。”秦敖大大咧咧地说道。 　　他说着要挂电话， 林晚星愣了下， 才意识到他们说的教室， 应该就是爷爷奶奶的补习班。 　　她赶忙问：“等下，你们不来训练了吗？” 　　“不踢了，还踢毛啊，我们是能踢过绿景怎么滴啊。”秦敖讲到这个就来气，“我跟你讲肯定是黑幕好吧，故意把我们抽一起，保送绿景。” 　　“那你们在教室……” 　　“当然好好学习天天向上啊。”秦敖说，“考大学呗，踢球又不能当饭吃。” 　　林晚星觉得很不可思议，怀疑自己耳朵出了问题。她不清楚为什么对这些孩子来说，昨日还准备攒足劲冲冲冲的事情，今日就能轻言放弃。 　　她心里憋着些火气，但还是想了下，问：“付新书呢？” 　　“在呢。”秦敖说着，那头传来悉悉索索的声音，电话应该被递了过去。 　　“喂？”林晚星很轻地喊了一声。 　　过了段时间，电话那头才传来付新书的声音：“林老师。” 　　少年声音很软，也有些委屈，林晚星原先的火气顿时消散不少。 　　她很温和地问道：“付新书，你们怎么商量的，真不来训练了吗？” 　　“是的，林老师，我们……以后就不训练了。”付新书说得很慢，电话那头仿佛人头攒动，她几乎可以想象足球队的孩子们挤在付新书身边的模样。 　　“为什么？”林晚星问，“就因为踢不过绿景国际？” 　　“老师，绿景国际真的很强的，我们不可能踢过。”付新书很坦然地说道。 　　他讲得很慢，听上去也有些难过，但很确定，这应该是所有人在一起吵吵闹闹讨论后的结果。 　　“我知道，但其实输赢结果又不重要啊。”林晚星说到这里，付新书打断了她。 　　“林老师，我们知道你有学校任务，周末比赛我们肯定还会踢，就是现在训练也没什么意义了，有时间不如好好学习。” 　　“好好学习”，这几乎是让所有家长老师听到都会感动的话。但付新书的话落在林晚星耳朵里，却很不是滋味。 　　她确实不懂足球。 　　她对绿景国际的了解，仅限于百度百科搜到的那些东西。她不清楚在学生们心目中，这是怎样一座难以逾越的高山。 　　但在她看来，选择和放弃都不应该如此轻易。 　　因此，她心中原先消下的火气，又冒了些头：“我不清楚你们现在为什么这么想，我只知道，前几天你还跟我说，想大家一起踢球。而且你们也应该了解我吧，我在意的从来不是学校任务这些。” 　　“老师，我知道你很关心我们，你是真心想为我们好。而且那个，那个让我们来跟你学习的人，也很关心我们，但踢不过就是踢不过，人要认清现实。”付新书斩钉截铁地道，随后挂断电话。 　　电话挂断后的急促“嘟、嘟”声传来，随后是漫长的空白。 　　林晚星握着手机，球场的风吹起来，她竟也有些茫然。 　　从很成熟的角度来说，人面对难以逾越的高山时，放弃是非常理智的选择。爬不动就是爬不动，不如尽早改道。 　　毕竟在中国，踢球怎么说都不如好好考大学来得实际。 　　更何况，她一直以来的原则都是“自由”，随学生们想干什么，她都支持。 　　她于是放下手机，看向球场后方。 　　从她现在站着的角度，勉强能看到梧桐路17号的一角。 　　林晚星她觉得自己应该站起来，去教室里给学生们上课了。 　　可夕阳下，城市光影朦胧，她忽然又什么都不想动。 　　王法依旧坐在球场边，青年人半眯着眼睛，仿佛在晚风中睡着了一样。 　　“你之前有遇到过很多踢一半不踢了的球员吧。”林晚星看着他清俊平和的侧脸，问，“觉得踢不过，所以干脆不踢了，这个理由还算合理吧？” 　　“相当合理。”王法异常平静，“比起‘教练足球让我便秘所以我不来了’这种理由要合理很多吧？” 　　王法模仿着外国小朋友说中文的调子，听上去很像他真实遇到过的情况。 　　林晚星没被逗乐，王法自己也没有笑。 　　“那你有去劝那个便秘的球员吗？”林晚星顿了顿，试探着问道，“或者说，在你执教生涯里，遇到的你觉得最可惜的想放弃的球员，你有劝过他继续踢球吗？” 　　因为夕阳渐渐隐没，看台被抹上了大面积的灰色。 　　阴影落在王法的眼皮上，青年蓦地睁开眼睛，目光清澈而冷峻，他盯着她问：“你有没有想过，人为什么要踢球？” 　　林晚星记忆里，这是王法第一次问她这个问题。那时的她还沉浸在很复杂而茫然的情绪中，并没有意识到为什么王法会这么问。 　　“我不知道啊。”她只是很诚实地这么回答。 　　下一刻，王法眼眸低垂。他压了压帽檐，像要继续在看台打盹。如果不是林晚星看到王法眼眸中一闪而逝的失望神情，她大概会以为这只是王法不想正面回答她问题的某种转移方式。 　　每个人都有暂时无法解决的困扰。 　　王法摆出拒绝交流的态度，林晚星将视线从他的帽檐上移开，托腮，望着眼前宽广的球场。 　　最前面是漫长的塑胶跑道，很正规，一圈400米，她记得自己上一次跑完全程，还是大学体测时。而除此之外，她好像从来不清楚，跑完一场足球比赛的时间，是什么样的感觉？ 　　念头一旦滋长，就无法遏制。 　　林晚星干脆从看台站起，她脱掉身上的的开衫外套，扔在王法身边的空凳上：“帮我看下东西。” 　　王法看了她一眼。 　　林晚星跳下看台阶梯，回头喊道：“90分钟以后喊我啊。” 　　鞋底接触塑胶跑道。 　　林晚星伸了个懒腰，随后直接向前跑去。 　　一开始奔跑的时候，她只觉得晚风舒爽，脚底塑胶回弹触感柔软，她还有时间思考。 　　她想了很多，关于足球是什么，学生们为什么要踢球，他们是不是真的想放弃，而她应该怎么做。 　　第一圈还没跑完，她已经感到小腿有些沉重。 　　她把王法的位置，作为标记物，开始了第二圈。 　　这次，她放慢步伐。 　　当你不由自主地自我调整，继续跑步时，就会把思绪放在自己的身体上。 　　林晚星只觉得腿越来越沉重，她于是继续思考一些关于学生的问题来转移注意力。 　　第3圈。 　　小腿酸痛、脚踝酸痛，很正常的肌肉反应开始从腿部逐渐蔓延全身，她知道自己应该更慢一点，她调整呼吸，却已经无法控制自己。 　　在强大的生理反应面前，心理学上的那些小伎俩已经不管用了。 　　第5圈。 　　林晚星知道跑步应该很累，她也参加过800米测试。她还曾坐在看台上，看学生们在王法的要求下，几乎跑了一整个晚上。可当她自己亲身体验的时候，没想过会这么累。 　　她现在已经头晕眼花，喉头有血腥气泛起。林晚星感觉身体上很多部分都不属于自己，想停下来，但觉得不应该停下来。她想问问王法，但一切的行动已经机械化。 　　某一刻，当她跑到操场西南角的时候，忽然看到梧桐路17号的一角。 　　属于元元补习班楼层的光亮，成为了她的新的灯塔。 　　第7圈。 　　刚才6圈跑完，代表了她完成了两千米。林晚星开始试图用数学的方式，通过步速跑速计算自己大概跑了多长时间，可她脑子已经完全成了一团浆糊，大脑空白，呼吸迟滞。她知道自己刚才的想法属于思维混乱的表现。 　　林晚星眼冒金星，仿佛觉得自己能看到学生们当时在球场上踢球的样子。 　　甚至还有很清楚的声音传入，等她再跑了几步，又意识到那些人不是她的学生。 　　很多想法都乱成一团，成为被猫挠过的毛线团，她甚至觉得毛线团是缠绕在她自己身上一般。越绑越紧、越来越重。 　　林晚星唯一的想法是，好累，真的好累。 　　是啊，跑步已经这么累了，踢球只会更累吧，为什么还要踢球呢？ 　　时间不知过了多久，坐标和空间被无限制不断拉长。 　　灯塔已经失去作用，缠绕在她身上的毛线仿佛越来越紧，塞满了她整个胸腔。它们慢慢缠上她的眼睛，将她完全包裹起来。 　　直到某一刻，林晚星膝盖一软，眼前一黑。她用很离谱又无比轻松的方式，摔倒在跑道上。 　　她知道自己再也无法坚持下去，也得到了莫大的解脱。 　　解脱也很不错，不是吗？
Chapter 37 Don't Kick Lin Wanxing thought that the strength of the opponent itself did not have much impact on the students. After all, this group of children always looks like they are not afraid of bluffing.　　But when she stood in the old stadium after work, she was still shocked.　　The stadium was empty.　　The students used to skip class early to come to the stadium, but now none of them are there.　　At that time, Lin Wanxing even fell into an inexplicable confusion, thinking that the stadium was taken away to hold some game, or some other reason, so the students were not there one by one.　　She looked around, only Wang Fa was still sitting in the stands, as always.　　Seeing the coach, Lin Wanxing finally felt a little inexplicably relieved. If everyone didn't show up, it must have been the result of their mutual agreement.　　Wang Fa pressed the cap, his legs resting on the front seat as usual, looking very calm.　　"Didn't they come today?" Lin Wanxing walked up to him and sat down, and after asking the question, she felt stupid. In any case, she should know the students better than Wang Fa.　　"Well, I didn't see it." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing felt strange and had some guesses in her heart.　　She took out her mobile phone, thought about it, and called Qin Ao.　　After two or three rings, the phone was picked up.　　She didn't speak yet, but Qin Ao spoke first: "Teacher, where are you?" "I'm in the stadium, what about you?" 　　"Are you in the stadium? We're waiting for you in the classroom, so come over here. Qin Ao said with a big grin.　　He said that he was going to hang up the phone, Lin Wanxing was stunned for a moment, and realized that the classroom they were talking about should be the cram school of grandparents.　　She hurriedly asked, "Wait, aren't you coming to train?" "Don't kick it, still kick Mao, we can kick LVGEM how to drop." Qin Ao got angry when he talked about this, "I'll tell you that it must be shady, okay, deliberately pumping us together to escort LVGEM." "Then you are in the classroom......" 　　"Of course, study hard and make progress every day." Qin Ao said, "If you take the university entrance examination, you can't eat football as a meal." Lin Wanxing felt very incredible and suspected that something was wrong with her ears. She didn't know why these children could give up today when they were ready to save up enough energy yesterday.　　She was holding back some anger in her heart, but she still thought about it and asked, "What about Fu Xinshu?" "Here it is." Qin Ao said, there was a sound from the other end, and the phone should have been handed over.　　"Hello?" Lin Wanxing shouted very softly.　　After a while, Fu Xinshu's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Teacher Lin." The young man's voice was very soft, and he was also a little aggrieved, and Lin Wanxing's original anger suddenly dissipated a lot.　　She asked very gently: "Fu Xinshu, how did you discuss, are you really not here to train?" "Yes, Mr. Lin, we ...... I won't train anymore. Fu Xinshu spoke very slowly, and the other end of the phone seemed to be crowded, and she could almost imagine the children of the football team crowded around Fu Xinshu.　　"Why?" Lin Wanxing asked, "Just because you can't kick LVGEM International?" "Teacher, LVGEM International is really strong, we can't play it." Fu Xinshu said very calmly.　　He spoke slowly, sounding a little sad, but sure it was the result of a noisy discussion among all of us.　　"I know, but it doesn't matter if you win or lose." When Lin Wanxing said this, Fu Xinshu interrupted her.　　"Teacher Lin, we know that you have school tasks, and we will definitely play on weekends, even if there is no point in training now, it is better to study hard if you have time." 　　"Study hard", this is almost a word that will move all parents and teachers when they hear it. But Fu Xinshu's words fell on Lin Wanxing's ears, but it was very unpleasant.　　She really doesn't understand football.　　Her understanding of LVGEM International is limited to those things searched in Baidu Encyclopedia. She didn't know what kind of impassable mountain it was in the minds of the students.　　But in her opinion, neither choosing nor giving up should be so easy.　　Therefore, the anger that had been dissipated in her heart rose again: "I don't know why you think so now, I only know that you told me a few days ago that you want everyone to play football together." And you should know me, too, because I never cared about school tasks. "Teacher, I know you care about us, and you really want to be good for us. And that, the person who asked us to learn from you, also cares about us, but if you can't kick it, you can't kick it, and people have to recognize the reality. Fu Xinshu was categorical, and then hung up the phone.　　After the phone hung up, there was a rapid "beep, beep" sound, followed by a long blank.　　Lin Wanxing held her mobile phone, the wind on the court blew, and she was a little dazed.　　From a very mature point of view, it is a very rational choice for people to give up when faced with an insurmountable mountain. If you can't climb, you can't climb, so it's better to change lanes as soon as possible.　　After all, in China, playing football is not as practical as taking the university entrance examination.　　What's more, her principle has always been "freedom", and she supports whatever the students want to do.　　She put down her phone and looked at the back of the court.　　From the angle where she was standing now, she could barely see the corner of 17 Wutong Road.　　Lin Wanxing felt that she should stand up and go to the classroom to teach the students.　　But under the sunset, the light and shadow of the city were hazy, and she suddenly didn't want to move anything.　　Wang Fa was still sitting on the edge of the court, and the young man was half-squinting, as if he had fallen asleep in the evening breeze.　　"You've met a lot of players who don't play half of the game." Lin Wanxing looked at his handsome and peaceful side face and asked, "I don't think I can kick it, so I just don't kick it, this reason is quite reasonable, right?" "Quite reasonable." Wang Fa was unusually calm, "It's much more reasonable than the reason of 'coaching football makes me constipated, so I won't come', right?" Wang Fa imitated the tone of foreign children speaking Chinese, which sounded very similar to the situations he had really encountered.　　Lin Wanxing was not amused, and Wang Fa himself did not laugh.　　"Did you go and persuade the constipated player?" Lin Wanxing paused and asked tentatively, "Or, in your coaching career, have you ever persuaded the player you met who you felt the most regrettable and wanted to give up?" As the sun faded, the stands were painted a large area of gray.　　The shadow fell on Wang Fa's eyelids, and the young man suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was clear and cold, and he stared at her and asked, "Have you ever wondered why people play football?" In Lin Wanxing's memory, this was the first time Wang Fa asked her this question. At that time, she was still immersed in very complicated and dazed emotions, and she didn't realize why Wang Fa would ask this.　　"I don't know." She just answered very honestly.　　The next moment, Wang Fa's eyes lowered. He pressed the brim of his hat as if he was going to continue to nap in the stands. If it weren't for Lin Wanxing seeing the look of disappointment that flashed in Wang Fa's eyes, she would probably think that this was just a diversion way for Wang Fa not to answer her question head-on.　　Everyone has troubles that can't be solved for the time being.　　Wang Fa put on an attitude of refusing to communicate, and Lin Wanxing took his eyes off the brim of his hat, supported his cheeks, and looked at the wide court in front of him.　　At the front is a long plastic track, very formal, 400 meters in a lap, she remembers the last time she ran the whole distance, it was during the university physical test. Other than that, she never seemed to know what it was like to finish a football game.　　Once a thought grows, it cannot be contained.　　Lin Wanxing simply stood up from the stands, she took off her cardigan and jacket, and threw it on the empty stool next to Wang Fa: "Help me look at things." Wang Fa glanced at her.　　Lin Wanxing jumped down to look at the steps, turned around and shouted, "Call me in 90 minutes." The soles of the shoes touch the plastic runway.　　Lin Wanxing stretched, and then ran forward directly.　　When she first started running, she only felt that the evening breeze was comfortable, and the plastic on the soles of her feet felt soft to the touch, and she still had time to think.　　She thought a lot about what football was, why the students were playing, whether they really wanted to give up, and what she should do.　　Before the first lap was finished, she was already feeling some weight in her calves.　　She took the position of Wang Fa as a marker and started the second circle.　　This time, she slowed down.　　When you involuntarily adjust yourself and keep running, you put your mind on your body.　　Lin Wanxing only felt that her legs were getting heavier and heavier, so she continued to think about some questions about the students to divert her attention.　　Lap 3.　　Sore calves, sore ankles, normal muscle reactions began to spread from her legs to her body, she knew she should be a little slower, she adjusted her breathing, but she couldn't control herself.　　In the face of a strong physiological response, those little tricks of psychology no longer work.　　Lap 5.　　Lin Wanxing knows that running should be tiring, and she has also participated in the 800-meter test. She also once sat in the stands and watched the students run for almost the whole night at the request of Wang Fa. But when she experienced it herself, she didn't expect to be so tired.　　She was dizzy now, and there was blood in her throat. Lin Wanxing felt that many parts of her body did not belong to her, and wanted to stop, but felt that she should not stop. She wanted to ask Wang Fa, but everything was mechanized.　　At one point, when she ran to the southwest corner of the playground, she suddenly saw a corner of No. 17 Wutong Road.　　The light that belongs to the floor of Yuanyuan's cram school has become her new beacon.　　Lap 7.　　The completion of 6 laps just now means that she has completed 2,000 meters. Lin Wanxing began to try to use mathematical methods to calculate how long she had been running by running at her pace, but her brain had become a complete mess, her brain was blank, and her breathing was sluggish. She knew that what she was thinking was a sign of confusion.　　Lin Wanxing's eyes were full of stars, as if she felt that she could see the students playing football on the court at that time.　　There was even a very clear voice coming in, and when she ran a few more steps, she realized that those people were not her students.　　A lot of thoughts were messed up and turned into a ball of yarn that had been scratched by a cat, and she even felt like the ball of yarn was wrapped around herself. The tighter and heavier the tie gets.　　Lin Wanxing's only thought is that she is so tired, really tired.　　Yes, running is already so tiring, playing football will only be more tiring, why do you still want to play football?　　I don't know how long it has been, and the coordinates and space have been stretched without limit.　　The lighthouse had lost its effect, and the yarn wrapped around her seemed to be getting tighter and tighter, filling her entire ribcage. They slowly wrapped around her eyes, enveloping her completely.　　Until a certain moment, Lin Wanxing's knees were weak and her eyes were dark. In a very outrageous and extremely easy way, she fell on the runway.　　She knew she couldn't hold on any longer, and she was relieved.　　Relief is also nice, isn't it?

第38章 请求 　　接下来一段时间发生的事情， 对林晚星来说，只有很零星的片段了。 　　大概类似于电影里被一帧帧截取的画面，有些格外亮， 有些又是全黑。 　　一件外套落在她身上。 　　有温热而有力的手臂， 将她从塑胶跑道上扶起。 　　林晚星很艰难地睁开眼，又觉得眼前一片黑暗，她只能感到自己完全靠在对方身上，然后又把眼睛闭上。 　　虽然暂时看不见东西，但感觉还存在。 　　她能感觉到自己被搀扶着，也因为搀扶的姿势， 对方温热的、带着些薄荷烟味的呼吸，落在她的脖颈上。 　　一件外套落在她的肩头，林晚星被搀扶着， 开始在跑道上慢走。 　　当然， 与其说是那样的姿势是搀扶， 不如说是拖拽更为恰当。 　　林晚星很多次耍赖想坐下，但强硬而不容分说的手臂架着她， 让她必须继续走。 　　她抓着对方的手臂，掌心传来坚实的触感。 　　没有说话，好像也没有其他画面。 　　只有脚步和塑胶跑道接触的唰唰声，在漫长到没有尽头的空间中响起， 格外清晰。 　　时间已经被拉得无限长，也不在意再变得更长。 　　双腿像柔软的面条，时间轴也好像是很柔软的面条一样。 　　总之，当这样奇怪的比喻涌入脑海的时候， 林晚星知道自己状态应该好一些了。 　　她舔了舔干裂的嘴唇， 努力仰起头， 看向身旁的人，随后撞进了一双深而黑的眼眸。 　　睫毛很长，鸭舌帽还扣着，确实是王法。 　　王法秉承着专业教练的职业态度，硬生生拽着她在操场走了两圈，才肯放她坐下。 　　林晚星是以丑陋不堪的姿势一屁股坐在草地上，然后立刻四脚朝天躺平，绝不给王法任何再拖她走两步的机会。 　　林晚星闭上眼，身下是扎人的草坪，她浑身还在冒汗，又是一件外套盖在她脸上。 　　这件外套很重，带着很淡的薄荷烟草味道，显然不属于她。 　　被外套砸脸，林晚星不由自主地“哼哼”了一声，她艰难地把衣服从脸上拽下来一点，像盖被子一样乖乖盖好。 　　然后，她身边的人走了。 　　林晚星闭上眼，也不管晚上草地湿冷，准备就这么睡一会，她确实太累的。 　　但就在她半梦半醒间，她又被人强行摇醒。 　　她抬起手，想耍赖摇摇手，手里却被强行塞了一瓶饮料。 　　盖子是打开，王法握着她的手，强迫她稀里糊涂地喝了两口饮料。 　　饮料有点甜有点酸，应该是什么牌子的运动饮料，然后她又自己喝了两口。 　　“我跑了多久啊。”林晚星缓缓开口，她听到自己嗓音就像被锯开的木头一样干涩。 　　她轻咳了两声，一股血气又涌上喉头，然后她重重咳了起来。 　　不过这次，大概是觉得她复活了，就再也没受到帅哥温柔照顾地照顾。 　　王法也没拍拍背什么的，只是接过那瓶运动饮料，盖好盖子，说：“如果说跑步而不算你最后在地上爬的时间，应该是41分钟。” 　　什么叫爬？？？ 　　林晚星听了又想咳嗽。 　　她突然坏心眼起来，伸出手用力一拽，拉着王法一起倒下，摊平草地装死。 　　31分钟啊，还不到一场足球比赛半场时间…… 　　手中带着一点刚才拉拽时男生手掌的残留温度，掌心湿漉漉的，应该是冰运动饮料外凝结的水汽。 　　身下是软绵绵又有点扎人的草坪，月明星稀，眼前是巨大而宽广无垠的星空。 　　当你不断看着的时候，好像会被完全吸入一般。 　　而人类呢，本来也不过是生活在宇宙中的渺小生物罢了。 　　岁月漫长，时空亘古。 　　和头顶的星空相比，大部分事情，确实显得毫无意义。 　　林晚星想了很久。 　　处于一种漫长而漫无目的地思索中。 　　她想了很多。 　　最后，林晚星听到自己干涩的声音再响起：“帮我个忙吧，免你一个月房租。” 　　“好。”王法清淡的嗓音落在她耳边，很清澈，很干脆。 　　林晚星也不清楚，是什么让王法改变主意，同意她的请求。 　　或许是她跑步的样子实在太像一条死狗，也可能是对王法来说，她也还有那么一点点的期望，他也想，再试一试。 　　梧桐路17号，元元辅导班。 　　林晚星拖着疲惫的身躯走上楼梯。’ 　　她推开教室门，男生们果然都坐在座位上。 　　他们每个人的桌子上，都像模像样摊着一本书，有什么《三年高考五年模拟》啊，语文课本啊，最夸张的是秦敖，她桌上摆着一本《安娜卡列尼娜》括弧英文版。 　　见她进门，学生们都浑身一凛。 　　悉悉索索声骤然响起，林晚星眼睁睁看着学生们收起各种开小差工具，林鹿还偷偷把手机塞进课桌里。 　　“Triple Kill” 　　一记游戏人物被击杀的电子音还是顺着桌板传出。 　　秦敖踹了脚林鹿的凳子，林鹿手忙脚乱，边试图按灭手机边和她打招呼：“老师你来了啊？” 　　“去干吗了？游泳了？”秦敖看着她满头湿汗，如是发问。 　　林晚星指了指林鹿，说：“别挂机啊，要做素质玩家。” 　　然后她看着其他人。说：“来吧，跟我走。” 　　从梧桐路17号走到老体育场，有条近路。 　　绕过老新村的小院子，穿过一小片乌漆麻黑的小竹林，就到了体育场后门口，这也是王法刚带她走的路。 　　学生们站在体育场门口，体育场后门的卷帘门半拉着，他们立刻意识到自己又回来了。 　　以秦敖为首的宝宝们开始闹腾：“老师你干嘛？” 　　“上课啊。”林晚星自顾自走进体育场，根本不在乎学生在后面嚷嚷。 　　“你不是说要给我们自由选择的权力吗？” 　　“对啊，我们想上课啊，不是足球课。” 　　“我们想读书！上高中那种补课！” 　　“ABCDEFG老师！就你昨天中午问我们的那种课！” 　　一群男生在背后呜呜渣渣，大有她还让他们踢球，就宁死不从的架势。 　　林晚星本就累得说不出话，才不管他们在背后叫什么，她要做的，就是把学生们带到地方。 　　球场边，王法站在那里。 　　记忆里，这好像是王法第一次走下看台，站在绿茵场上。 　　夜幕下，青年被勾勒出颀长挺拔的身材，自有种令人无比信服的气场。 　　在见到王法的刹那，学生们原来扯着嗓门的嚷嚷，变成了很小声的质问。 　　可能因为不是很熟，又或者王法切换某种模式的时候就比较能镇住场子，所以没人敢围着王法抗议。 　　学生们边不由自主列队，边凑着她小声抗议。 　　“老师你不是让我们学习吗，我们学习了你怎么又让我们踢球。” 　　“你不是说随便我们想干什么干什么吗？” 　　总之就是这样小声的不情不愿的哔哔。 　　林晚星一屁股坐在地上，问：“我确认一下啊，你们是想跟着我学习没错吧？” 　　学生们被她看得说不出话，过一会儿，付新书才用力点了点头：“我们都商量过了，我们不可能踢过绿景国际，我们想读书、考大学。” 　　言下之意是，不想再踢球了。 　　“我明白了。”林晚星点头，“那接下来，就是你们要跟我学习的第一节 课足球。” 　　总之，这听上去很像什么叙述诡计，反正学生们对她的说法并不买账，大有我就不踢你能奈我何的架势。 　　但林晚星也很强硬，只说：“我们的原则一直是这样不会改变，想学的可以站在这里，不想学的，可以走。” 　　很难讲清是为什么。 　　可能是王法气场强大，又或者是她最后表情严肃，学生们不想惹她生气，当然或许还有心底深处的很多原因。 　　最终，星空之下，绿茵场上，没有一个人离开。
Chapter 38 Request What happened in the next period of time was only a very sporadic fragment for Lin Wanxing.　　It's kind of like a movie that's captured frame by frame, some of which are exceptionally bright, and some of which are completely black.　　A coat fell on her.　　There were warm, strong arms that lifted her up from the plastic runway.　　Lin Wanxing opened her eyes with great difficulty, and felt that it was dark in front of her, she could only feel that she was completely leaning on the other party, and then closed her eyes again.　　Although I can't see anything for a while, the feeling is still there.　　She could feel herself being supported, and because of the holding position, the warm, mint smoke smell of the other party's breath fell on her neck.　　A coat fell on her shoulder, and Lin Wanxing was supported and began to walk slowly on the runway.　　Of course, it's more appropriate to drag rather than support.　　Lin Wanxing tried to sit down many times, but her strong and unspeakable arms held her, making her have to continue walking.　　She grabbed the other man's arm, and a solid touch came from her palm.　　There was no speech, and there seemed to be no other picture.　　Only the sound of footsteps touching the plastic runway sounded in the long and endless space, which was exceptionally clear.　　Time has been stretched infinitely, and I don't care if it gets any longer.　　The legs are like soft noodles, and the timeline is like soft noodles.　　In short, when such a strange metaphor came to mind, Lin Wanxing knew that she should be in a better state.　　She licked her chapped lips, tried to lift her head, looked at the person beside her, and crashed into a pair of deep, dark eyes.　　The eyelashes are very long, and the cap is still buttoned, which is indeed the king's law.　　Wang Fa adhered to the professional attitude of a professional coach, and dragged her around the playground twice before letting her sit down.　　Lin Wanxing sat on the grass in an ugly posture, and then immediately lay flat on all fours, never giving Wang Fa any chance to drag her two more steps.　　Lin Wanxing closed her eyes, there was a piercing lawn under her, she was still sweating, and another coat was covering her face.　　The coat was heavy, with a faint mint tobacco flavor and clearly did not belong to her.　　was hit in the face by the coat, Lin Wanxing involuntarily "hummed", she pulled her clothes off her face with difficulty and covered them obediently like a quilt.　　Then, the people around her left.　　Lin Wanxing closed her eyes, regardless of the wet and cold grass at night, she was going to sleep like this for a while, she was indeed too tired.　　But just when she was half-asleep and half-awake, she was forcibly woken up again.　　She raised her hand and tried to shake it, but a bottle of drink was forcibly stuffed in her hand.　　The lid was opened, and Wang Fa held her hand and forced her to take two sips of the drink in a daze.　　The drink was a little sweet and a little sour, what brand of sports drink should it be, and then she took two sips of it herself.　　"How long have I been running?" Lin Wanxing spoke slowly, and she heard her voice as dry as sawn wood.　　She coughed lightly twice, a puff of blood surging up her throat, and she coughed heavily.　　But this time, I probably felt that she was resurrected, and she was never taken care of by the handsome guy tenderly.　　Wang Fa didn't pat him on the back or anything, just took the bottle of sports drink, closed the lid, and said, "If you say running without the time you last crawled on the ground, it should be 41 minutes." What is a crawl???　　Lin Wanxing wanted to cough again when she heard this.　　She suddenly got upset and stretched out her hand to pull hard, pulling Wang Fa down together, flattening the grass and pretending to be dead.　　31 minutes, less than half time of a football game...... 　　With a little residual temperature of the boy's palm when he pulled it just now, the palm was wet, and it should be the condensed water vapor outside the ice sports drink.　　Beneath him was a soft and somewhat piercing lawn, with a sparse moon and stars, and a huge, vast starry sky in front of him.　　When you keep looking at it, it's as if you're completely inhaled.　　Human beings, on the other hand, are just small creatures living in the universe.　　The years are long, and time and space are eternal.　　Compared to the starry sky overhead, most things really seem meaningless.　　Lin Wanxing thought for a long time.　　In a long, aimless contemplation.　　She thought about it a lot.　　In the end, Lin Wanxing heard her dry voice again: "Do me a favor, I will exempt you from a month's rent." "Okay." Wang Fa's light voice fell on her ears, very clear and crisp.　　Lin Wanxing also didn't know what made Wang Fa change her mind and agree to her request.　　Maybe it's because she looks too much like a dead dog when she runs, or maybe it's because she still has a little bit of expectations for Wang Fa, and he also wants to try again.　　No. 17 Wutong Road, Yuanyuan Tutorial Class.　　Lin Wanxing dragged her tired body up the stairs. She pushed open the classroom door, and sure enough, the boys were all seated.　　On the table of each of them, there is a book spread out decently, what is the "Three-year College Entrance Examination Five-Year Simulation", Chinese textbooks, the most exaggerated is Qin Ao, and there is a parenthetical English version of "Anna Karenina" on her desk.　　When she entered, the students were stunned.　　Knowing that the sound of the rope suddenly sounded, Lin Wanxing watched the students put away all kinds of desertion tools, and Lin Lu secretly stuffed his mobile phone into the desk.　　"Triple Kill" is a digital sound of the game character being killed, still coming down the table.　　Qin Ao kicked Lin Lu's stool, Lin Lu was in a hurry, and greeted her while trying to press the phone: "Teacher, are you here?" "What are you doing? Swimming?Qin Ao looked at her sweaty head and asked.　　Lin Wanxing pointed at Lin Lu and said, "Don't hang up, be a quality player." Then she looked at the others. Say, "Come, come with me." From No. 17 Wutong Road to the old stadium, there is a shortcut.　　Bypassing the small courtyard of Laoxin Village and passing through a small black bamboo forest, she arrived at the back gate of the stadium, which was also the path that Wang Fagang took her on.　　The students stood at the entrance to the stadium, the roller shutter at the back door of the stadium was half-drawn, and they immediately realized that they were back.　　The babies led by Qin Ao began to make a fuss: "Teacher, what are you doing?" "Class." Lin Wanxing walked into the stadium by herself, not caring about the students yelling in the back.　　"Didn't you say you were going to give us the right to choose freely?" 　　"yes, we want to take a class, not a football class." 　　"We want to read! Make-up classes for high school! "ABCDEFG Sensei! Just the kind of class you asked us about yesterday at noon! A group of boys were whining behind their backs, and she still let them play football, so they would rather die than obey.　　Lin Wanxing was so tired that she couldn't speak, so no matter what they called behind their backs, what she had to do was to bring the students to the place.　　On the side of the court, Wang Fa stood there.　　In my memory, this seems to be the first time Wang Fa has stepped down from the stands and stood on the green field.　　At night, the young man was outlined with a long and straight figure, and he had an extremely convincing aura.　　At the moment of seeing Wang Fa, the students' original shouting turned into a whispered question.　　Maybe because he is not very familiar, or because Wang Fa is more able to calm the scene when he switches a certain mode, no one dares to protest around Wang Fa.　　The students involuntarily lined up and whispered protests around her.　　"Teacher, didn't you let us learn, we learned how you let us play football again." 　　"Didn't you say we could do whatever we wanted?" 　　In short, it's just a whispered reluctant beep.　　Lin Wanxing sat on the ground and asked, "Let me confirm, you want to learn from me, right?" The students were speechless by her, and after a while, Fu Xinshu nodded vigorously: "We have all discussed, we can't have played LVGEM International, we want to study and go to university." The implication is that I don't want to play anymore.　　"I see." Lin Wanxing nodded, "Then next, it's the first lesson you want to learn from me, football." Anyway, it sounds like some kind of narrative trickery, and the students don't buy her anyway, so I won't kick you and do anything about it.　　But Lin Wanxing was also very tough, only saying: "Our principle has always been like this and will not change, those who want to learn can stand here, and those who don't want to learn can go." It's hard to tell why.　　It may be that Wang Fa's aura is strong, or that she has a serious expression at the end, and the students don't want to make her angry, and of course, there may be many reasons in the bottom of their hearts.　　In the end, under the starry sky and on the green field, no one left.

第39章 课程 　　球场上， 男生们排成一列。 　　虽然一开始，他们脸上还有很多不情不愿的表情。 　　但有那么很长一段时间，王法没有说话。 　　夜里， 只有拂过球场的风， 时间和呼吸一道，再度被缓慢拉长。 　　在那么长的时间里。 　　林晚星看着王法凝视着球员们，那种感觉，有点像动物世界里的狼群首领，用漫不经心的眼神审视自己的臣民。 　　林晚星也不清楚，她心中为什么会涌起这样莫名其妙并略带悚然的比喻。 　　只是在那个夜晚， 在万籁俱寂的城市夜色中，她确实是这么想的。 　　王法缓缓开口：“你们老师用一个月房租，和我交换一堂足球的职业课程。” 　　闻言， 学生们的视线纷纷扫向林晚星。 　　林晚星愣了下， 她没想到， 王法就这么直接把他们的交易说出来。 　　“而我，也确实会很多职业联赛里的训练方式。那些都是经过时间考验， 并行之有效的训练。”王法继续说道。 　　学生们你看着我，我看着你。 　　他们脸上不是刚才的不情不愿的模样，而是有了兴奋的神采。对任何踢球的孩子来说，“职业联赛”这四个字， 都有莫大的吸引力。 　　“可是那些方法，都不适合你们。” 　　突然，王法又给他们泼了一盆冷水。 　　“为什么？”秦敖不服气地问。 　　“因为你们太弱了。”王法很客观地说道，“所有成体系的的训练方式， 都不适用于现在的你们。” 　　“那林老师让你教我们什么？” 　　“对啊， 我们要跟你们学什么呢？” 　　或许是觉得自己语气不好， 学生们跟着补充道，“是你说的，让我们每次训练前，都要问题清楚目的和内容。” 　　“是的，我也在思考，我能教给你们什么。”王法近乎于自问自答地说。 　　学生们面面相觑。 　　他们原先脸上的兴奋神色，又在夜风中隐没。 　　话题好像又回到了他们一开始选择放弃足球的理由。 　　他们现在太弱了，而时间又那么短，他们根本没有战胜强敌的希望，既然这样，为什么还要去呢？ 　　“从很脚踏实地地角度来说，针对周日的比赛，我会对你们进行一些针对性的训练安排，它可以让你们的特点发挥得更好一点。但任何训练都有一个长期的过程，很可能，你们没没见到效果，就已经离开了足球。” 　　“教练，你不会是想骗我们老师房租吧？”有人在藏在角落，小声嘟囔。 　　“时间这么短，练什么也没用吧。” 　　“确实，时间很短，所以我能教给你们的，只是一次成功的体验。” 　　学生们脸上很茫然。 　　王法说得好像没什么希望，但“一次成功的体验”，那又是什么？ 　　“我们又踢不赢，怎么叫成功。”付新书问。 　　“只有胜利，才能被称之为’成功‘吗？”王法反问。 　　夜色里，学生们被问住。 　　王法按照自己的步调，继续说了下去：“胜负当然很重要，但既然你们都觉得会输，不如把比赛的目标，放在我说的点上：完成一次我安排的战术配合，获得一次成功的体验。” 　　王法讲很实际，也很认真。 　　没什么天花乱坠的东西，只有很切实的战术安排。 　　“绿景国际的实力比你们强，也不会再小看你们，上一场的运气不能指望，我们能打的战术只有一个，就是防守反击。” 　　听到“防守反击”四个字时，学生们原本在期待的表情，突然变得有些失望。 　　好像和他们所期待的那些高大上的战术有很大差距。 　　王法：“我很清楚，你们接受过专业的足球训练，知道防守反击该怎么打，这没什么了不起？但问题是，很多时候，你们‘知道’却‘做不到’。” 　　夜风里，学生们身板笔挺，有困惑有不屑，但大多都安静地听着。 　　王法说：“郑飞扬，你本来是打中场的，不过在中场，你跑动速度慢，对防守进攻帮助都不大，所以你回撤，我们改成五后卫。陈卫东身体不错，可是毕竟是半路出家，容易出现失误，至于你，祁亮，你是一个想法很多的后卫，可是正是因为这样，也容易在盯防的时候漏人。” 　　王法一一点名：“所以郑飞扬你回撤，打清道夫，负责补位，这样我们的防守就会厚实得多。至于进攻……” 　　“长传吗？”秦敖眼前一亮。 　　“不，我们放弃之前的简单长传，它防守起来太容易了，秦敖、陈江河、付新书、林鹿……” 　　王法边说，边拿起他总是一直带在身边的笔记本，从口袋里掏出一支铅笔，示意学生们围过来。 　　球场上灯光昏暗，笔尖和纸张摩擦出沙沙声音。 　　“你们两个是前锋，有力量有速度，付新书你是中场，林鹿你虽然是后卫，却有一脚不错的传球能力和前插能力。”王法看向剩下的学生。 　　球员们看着王法，不知道他要说什么。 　　“反击并不是只有长传冲吊，那是一种效率很低而且很容易被对手吃透的方式，纯粹是碰运气，而几个人之间的传递和小范围的配合，还有及时前插，就能够将反击变得更犀利。” 　　王法开始在笔记本上画圈，并说：“林鹿，你是反击中的第一发起人，当后场解围，你拿到球的时候，就是我们反击开始的时候。其他三个人要注意，当林鹿在后场拿球的时候，你们必须开始跑动。” 　　笔记本上，出现了三个铅笔画的，模糊的圆圈。 　　王法很仔细地给学生们解释这套简单的战术。 　　林鹿拿球的时候，付新书回撤准备接应，他回撤到禁区前沿附近，秦敖在他身前一点接应，陈江河在靠左侧的最前方。 　　林鹿这个时候要及时地将球传给付新书，然后自己加速向前跑，就在右路，不断的向前跑。 　　付新书这时候拿球，会被对方第一时间逼抢，所以时间不多。 　　他拿球的时候，必须要注意到秦敖的位置，将球传给秦敖，同时自己前插，这个时候对方的注意力会被拿球的秦敖和更靠前的陈江河吸引。 　　而付新书的任务，则是传球以后，同样前插，位置在中路，直线向前面冲。 　　战术本上的每个小圈，都写上学生们各自的名字，线条渐多、不断丰满。 　　王法的笔尖，最后点在属于秦敖的小圈上。 　　他说：“秦敖，你这个时候拿球，就会有三个不同的出球方向，左边最前方是陈江河，右边前插的是林鹿，中路跟上接应的是付新书，这样一来，你的情况就会很不错，对方留在后场防守的球员不会超过三个，而加上你，我们的进攻手会是四个，接下来你知道应该怎么做了，谁无人防守，就交给谁，其他人按照自己习惯的位置跑动，四打三，你们甚至可以把球传到对方门里去。” 　　球门是最潦草的简笔画，一个缺口的长方形，而在球场上，则是场9.2米，高2.4米，庞大而立体的存在。 　　秦敖的任务，就是在不断穿插跑动过程中，将脚下的足球送入球门空间。 　　“战术的核心在于，快速通过中场，在前场形成以多打少的优势。你们虽然很久没训练了，但以前也都踢过球。这种程度的配合只要你们肯努力，就一定能做到。” 　　或许是王法在讲到这些问题时，自带令人信服的气场。 　　学生们都不由自主地点头。 　　“周日的比赛，我们的目标很简单，是完成一次这种战术配合。这就是我说的，一次成功的体验。” 　　王法的笔尖，最后落到笔记本上的球场中心，那些模糊又清晰的线条，逐渐构成庞大而流动着的球场时间：“我把刚才说的所有内容，称为‘战术一’。” 　　他最后说道。
Chapter 39 Lessons On the court, the boys lined up.　　Although at first, there were still a lot of reluctant expressions on their faces.　　But for a long time, Wang Fa did not speak.　　At night, only the wind blowing across the stadium, time and breath are slowly stretched again.　　For that long time.　　Lin Wanxing watched Wang Fa staring at the players, and that feeling was a bit like the leader of the wolf pack in the animal world, looking at his subjects with nonchalant eyes.　　Lin Wanxing didn't know why such an inexplicable and slightly terrifying metaphor surged in her heart.　　But that night, in the silence of the city, she did think so.　　Wang Fa slowly spoke: "Your teacher uses a month's rent to exchange a football vocational course with me. Hearing this, the students' eyes swept to Lin Wanxing.　　Lin Wanxing was stunned, she didn't expect Wang Fa to tell their deal so directly.　　"And I do know a lot of the way I train in the professional leagues. It's time-tested, well-established training. Wang Fa continued.　　Students, you look at me, I look at you.　　Their faces were not the reluctant look they had just now, but they had a look of excitement. For any kid who plays football, the words "professional league" have a huge appeal.　　"But none of those methods are suitable for you." 　　Suddenly, Wang Fa poured another basin of cold water on them.　　"Why?" Qin Ao asked unconvinced.　　"Because you're too weak." Wang Fa said very objectively, "All systematic training methods are not suitable for you now. "What did Teacher Lin ask you to teach us?" 　　"yes, what are we going to learn from you?" 　　Perhaps because they felt that their tone was not good, the students added, "You said it, let's ask questions about the purpose and content before each training." "Yes, I'm also thinking about what I can teach you." Wang Fa said almost to himself.　　The students looked at each other.　　The look of excitement on their faces disappeared in the night wind.　　The conversation seems to have returned to the reason why they chose to give up football in the first place.　　They are too weak now, and the time is so short, they have no hope of defeating a strong enemy at all, so why should they go?　　"From a very down-to-earth point of view, I'm going to do some specific training for you for Sunday, which will make you play a little bit better. But there's a long process to any training and it's probably a good idea that you're leaving football before you see the results. "Coach, you can't be trying to cheat our teacher of rent, are you?" Someone was hiding in the corner, muttering quietly.　　"It's such a short time, it's useless to practice anything." 　　"It's true that it's a short time, so all I can teach you is a successful experience." 　　The students were at a loss on their faces.　　Wang Fa said that there seemed to be little hope, but "a successful experience", so what is it?　　"If we can't win, how can we call it success." Fu Xinshu asked.　　"Can only victory be called 'success'?" Wang Fa asked rhetorically.　　In the darkness of the night, the students were asked.　　Wang Fa continued at his own pace: "Of course, victory or defeat is very important, but since you all think you will lose, it is better to put the goal of the game on the point I said: to complete a tactical cooperation arranged by me and get a successful experience." Wang Fa was very practical and serious.　　There is nothing extravagant, just a very practical tactical arrangement.　　"LVGEM International's strength is stronger than yours, and I won't underestimate you anymore, we can't count on the luck of the last game, there is only one tactic we can play, which is to defend and counterattack." 　　When they heard the words "defend and counterattack", the students' expressions of expectation, suddenly became a little disappointed.　　It seems to be a big gap from the tall tactics they were expecting.　　Wang Fa: "I know very well that you have received professional football training and know how to play defensive counterattacks, which is not a big deal? But the problem is that a lot of times, you 'know' but you can't do it. In the night breeze, the students were straight, confused and dismissive, but most of them listened quietly.　　Wang Fa said: "Zheng Feiyang, you originally played in the midfield, but in the midfield, you ran slowly, and it didn't help much to defend and attack, so you retreated, and we changed to five defenders." Chen Weidong is in good health, but after all, he is a halfway monk and is prone to mistakes, as for you, Qi Liang, you are a defender with a lot of ideas, but it is precisely because of this that it is easy to leak people when staring at the defense. Wang Fa nodded one by one: "So Zheng Feiyang, you retreat, play the scavenger, and be responsible for filling the position, so that our defense will be much thicker." As for the offensive ......" 　　"Long pass?" Qin Ao's eyes lit up.　　"No, let's give up the previous simple long pass, it's too easy to defend, Qin Ao, Chen Jianghe, Fu Xinshu, Lin Lu ......" 　　Wang Fa said as he picked up the notebook he always carried with him, took out a pencil from his pocket, and motioned for the students to come around.　　The lights on the pitch are dim, and the tip of the pen rubs against the paper with a rustling sound.　　"You two are forwards, you have strength and speed, Fu Xinshu is a midfielder, Lin Lu, although you are a defender, you have a good passing ability and forward ability." Wang Fa looked at the remaining students.　　The players looked at Wang Fa and didn't know what he was going to say.　　"Counterattack is not only a long pass rush, it is a very inefficient and easy way to be eaten by the opponent, pure luck, and the passing between several people and a small range of cooperation, as well as timely insertion, can make the counterattack sharper." 　　Wang Fa began to draw circles in the notebook and said: "Lin Lu, you are the first initiator in the counterattack, when the backcourt clears the siege and you get the ball, it is when our counterattack begins." The other three people should be aware that when Lin Lu gets the ball in the backcourt, you have to start running. On the notebook, three pencil drawings, blurred circles, appeared.　　Wang Fa carefully explained this simple tactic to the students.　　When Lin Lu got the ball, Fu Xinshu retreated to prepare to respond, he retreated to near the front of the penalty area, Qin Ao answered a little in front of him, and Chen Jianghe was at the front on the left.　　Lin Lu had to pass the ball to Fu Xinshu in time at this time, and then accelerate forward by himself, just on the right side, constantly running forward.　　Fu Xinshu took the ball at this time, and he would be forced by the opponent to grab it as soon as possible, so there was not much time.　　When he gets the ball, he must pay attention to Qin Ao's position, pass the ball to Qin Ao, and at the same time insert himself forward, at this time, the opponent's attention will be attracted by Qin Ao who is holding the ball and Chen Jianghe, who is more forward.　　Fu Xinshu's task is to pass the ball, also cut forward, position in the middle, and rush straight ahead.　　Each small circle in the tactics book is written with the names of the students, and the lines are gradually more and more full.　　Wang Fa's pen tip was finally dotted on the small circle belonging to Qin Ao.　　He said: "Qin Ao, if you take the ball at this time, there will be three different directions of the ball, Chen Jianghe is in the front on the left, Lin Lu is inserted in front of the right, and Fu Xinshu is the one who follows in the middle, so that your situation will be very good, the opponent will not stay in the backfield to defend more than three players, and with you, our attackers will be four, and then you know what to do, whoever is undefended will be handed over, and the others will run according to their accustomed position, four to three, you can even pass the ball to the opponent's door." The goal is the most scribbled stick figure, a notched rectangle, while on the pitch, it is a large and three-dimensional presence of 9.2 meters and 2.4 meters high.　　Qin Ao's task is to send the football under his feet into the goal space in the process of constantly interspersed with running.　　"The core of the tactic is to get through the midfield quickly and form an advantage of playing more and playing less in the front court. You haven't trained for a long time, but you've all played before. This level of cooperation can be achieved if you are willing to work hard. Perhaps Wang Fa had a convincing aura when he talked about these issues.　　The students all nodded involuntarily.　　"On Sunday, our goal was simple, to get that tactical play done. That's what I'm talking about, a successful experience. The tip of Wang Fa's pen finally fell to the center of the court in the notebook, and those blurred and clear lines gradually formed a huge and flowing court time: "I call everything I just said 'Tactic One'. He concluded.

第40章 周日 　　“战术一”听上去是很敷衍的名字。 　　但王法讲的战术内容详细具体， 不像那些天花乱坠的鸡汤和好高骛远的目标。详细具体，首先带来的，是可实现的真实感。 　　好像很顺其自然地， 学生们暂时忘掉他们周日的对手究竟是谁， 全身心投入到练习“战术一”的过程中。 　　在付新书的带领下，学生们开始热身运动。 　　足球摆上场地中央，时间是晚上8：00。宏景八中足球队的学生们，开始了他们放弃足球后的，第一节 足球课。 　　学生们练习战术的时间，实际只有短短两天。 　　但王法所说的， 只需完成一次战术配合就算成功的内容，深深印入他们的脑海。 　　每个人都冲劲十足。 　　午饭来不及吃，就用保鲜袋打包带到操场啃两口， 省下的时间可以多练几次传球配合。 　　晚饭就更简单， 馒头加运动饮料也可。从日出到日落， 他们不断在操场上奔跑。 　　从一开始的无法顺利完成配合，到渐渐能完成射门；从到对抗练习中战术被完全打乱， 到能顺利突破自己队员的封锁。 　　目标的简单明确，让训练带来的结果也变得清晰可见。 　　每次成功射门，学生们都不由自主地挥拳向天。 　　然后再开始下一轮的训练。 　　专注训练的两天，时间比想象中过得更慢。 　　当然， 在学生们心底里，他们当然希望时间能过得再更慢些，这样，就有更多时间准备。 　　可那一天， 始终会来。 　　9月25日， 星期天， 学校大巴。 　　秋高气爽，稻穗压弯枝丫，迎风招展。 　　车行驶在一周前曾走过的路上，但这一次，车内气氛有些低沉，学生们都非常安静。 　　安静并不意味着他们不说话，相反，男生们一直在交流比赛战术。 　　比如要怎么开球，如何传中，遇到防守如何分球。 　　虽然都是王法和他们说了许多遍的内容，但因为教练不在身边，所以大家心里也都没底。 　　林晚星看向身旁。 　　是的，原本属于王法的客车座位空着。 　　王法早就说过，他周日要前往永川恒大俱乐部试训。 　　今天早上吃饭时，为试探王法的态度，林晚星特地买了全套肯德基豪华早餐。 　　熏鸡烧饼、皮蛋瘦肉粥、豆浆、咖啡、芝士鸡肉帕帕尼…… 　　东西在他们天台的遮阳伞下摆了满满一桌。 　　就连王法本人，也在走出房门的瞬间，被早餐阵势吓了一跳。 　　幸好王法同志属于是处变不惊的典型。他很自然地坐下，吃完大半桌。 　　是林晚星先忍不住问：“你今天的安排怎么样，还去永川吗，几点的高铁票？” 　　她用期待的眼神看着王法，得到的答案却是“吃完就走”。 　　王法说完，慢条斯理站起来，去洗手池洗了洗手，还带走另一份套餐里的咖啡。 　　林晚星看着王法潇洒离去的背影，忽然觉得这也不错。 　　王法态度明确，这确实就是场无关紧要的比赛，没有强大的对手和非要怎样怎样的目标。 　　男生们要做的，只是完成一次“战术一”配合。 　　仅此而已。 　　宏景明珠俱乐部球场，绿景国际高中方。 　　相较于宏景八中校队的很简单的战术目标，绿景国际的压力很有些大。 　　绿景国际的教练姓陈名远，他早年是位职业选手，最高曾在中超联赛顶级俱乐部效力。 　　大部分他们这行的，退役后都会当教练，但教练岗位也有高低之分。像他这样最后能有职业梯队的一份工作，已是本人职业素养过硬的证明。 　　因此，在得知自己本轮对手后，他就上一轮比赛，做了调研。 　　他找到了官方比赛录像，甚至还通过人脉，请上场宏景八中比赛的裁判吃了顿饭，做了一些相应工作。 　　这些工作当然不是指比赛放水这些违反职业道德的东西，他只是仔细询问了宏景八中上次比赛的相关战术，了解人员的水平和关系，好做出相应部署。 　　陈远承认自己紧张了，虽然他职业水平过硬，但如果绿景国际高中没进入本轮青超联赛正赛，他还是很可能饭碗不保。 　　赛前，陈名远把所有队员叫到自己跟前，作最后的战术部署。 　　球员们刚热身完，身上有薄汗。 　　陈远从他们的表情就能看出，他们并没对今天的比赛紧张起来。 　　他拍了拍手，响亮的声音，吸引了全部队员的注意。 　　“提起精神来！给我认真点！宏景八中能和我们打加赛，说明他们也赢了一轮对手。”他强调道，“安宁实验虽然就是普通高中校队，但足球搞得不错，不要小看这场对手。” 　　“知道了，教练。”绿景国际队长，中锋9号球员回答道。 　　陈远这么说完，又怕给孩子们太多压力，使他们比赛畏手畏脚，又说：“不过我们也不用太在意。他们上场能逆转打平安宁实验，是因为安宁实验太急了、想赢得更多。宏景八中本身还是一支高中校队，就会一套用长传反击找身后的战术，我刚在更衣室跟你们强调过。” 　　球员们纷纷点头。 　　陈远：“他们下半场斗志很旺盛，踢得很顽强。所以我们要在上半场争取多进几个球，这样下半场就可以慢慢玩死他们。” 　　“那上半场，还是您刚说的战术吗？”队长问。 　　“对，宏景八中右后卫对抗不行，突破起来很容易。所以我们多打右边路之后传中。你们找机会，从我说的这个位置，找突破口。” 　　球员们分分点头。 　　“如果他们有战术调整怎么办？”队长忽然问道。 　　听到这里，陈远看向远处教练席。 　　据说宏景八中是有个教练，但现在，那里只有个女生坐那，看着就是个领队。 　　“不至于。”陈远颇有信心，“他们说白了还是来踢着玩的，哪有什么教练。” 　　球场另一侧，宏景八中方。 　　林晚星坐在遮阳棚下，并不知道自己刚被观察了一遍。 　　她用手挡住眼睛，看向球场。 　　学生们刚做完热身，还穿着花花绿绿的运动服，在齐整俨然的绿景国际面前，完全是一幅草牌军模样。 　　林晚星看着学生，学生们也看着她。 　　过了一段时间，他们还在互相看着，场面有点尴尬。 　　“你要说什么就说。”秦敖先憋不住。 　　“什么话，我还在等你们先说。”林晚星说。 　　“什么我们先说，不该老师说点什么鼓舞士气的话吗？”林鹿嚷嚷。 　　就在这时，隔壁休息区突然爆发了很大一阵“加油”声，吼声震天，林晚星被吓了一跳。 　　受此启发，她也清清嗓子。 　　“大家要加油哦~” 　　她刚要开口，祁亮的声音就从后方角落飘来。 　　林晚星轻咳一声，沉默。 　　“老师你是不是说不出来了？” 　　“高考文科状元就这？” 　　“也不多想想。” 　　男生们开始七嘴八舌。 　　“你们想听什么样的宣言啊？”林晚星双手插袋说，“我们来之前，王法同志讲过这次比赛目标吧。” 　　“完成一次‘战术一’配合就算成功。”陈江河说。 　　“那就完成一次。”林晚星轻松又郑重地说道。 　　午后球场刚洒过水，水雾蒸发到半米多高的位置。 　　双方球员列位。 　　一声尖锐哨响划破晴空，比赛正式开始。 　　绿景国际率先开球，两三倒脚，很快传到边路。 　　林鹿立刻迎上，他正面是绿景国际带有袖标的中锋兼队长9号。 　　瘦弱的林鹿在9号面前，仿佛一块纸板，他完全没法阻挡对方强行突破。不过林鹿依旧顽强地回追，切断了对方进入禁区的路线。 　　9号看到自己无法突入禁区，选择起脚传中。足球飞到禁区内，被祁亮抢到第一落点头球解围。可宏景八中没有任何解围后战术配合，球门前一团乱，飞出去的足球被绿景国际再度控制，进攻重新展开。 　　这差不多是哨响后1分钟内发生的所有事件。 　　短短60秒内，绿景国际已完成一次非常犀利的快速进攻。 　　虽然林晚星对足球的所有理解都差不多来自于这十几天的恶补，但那种迫人的气势、犀利的突破和精准传中，这一切都让她感受到属于豪门的“底蕴”。 　　没等宏景八中的球员们反应过来，绿景国际又开始了第二轮猛攻。 　　按照教练陈远的赛前安排，队员们继续执行左路突破战术。他们再次强行突破林鹿，闪开空档、传中。 　　陈卫东见状起跳，准备解围，但他判断失误，没能踢中足球，足球飞向禁区中路。 　　就在这时，郑飞扬出现在补位处，抢在对方前锋前面拿球，大脚向前场开了出去。 　　“砰”地一声，足球与鞋面接触发出巨响， 　　教练席上，陈远忽然坐直，这一及时补位让他感到意外。 　　宏景八中这一举动只能说明他们将中场球员后撤，改打三中卫。虽然此举可以很好保护球门，但也意味着，中场进攻力量减弱。 　　不过陈远转念一想，虽然奇怪，但宏景八中还是普通高中校队，或许改打“三中卫”也不是有意的战术，而是一种面对犀利进攻时自然而然的防守。 　　足球被踢出边线，死球机会，球员到场边喝水。 　　陈远站起来，将观察到的内容告诉自己的队员：“下次进攻试着从中场开始突破，他们中场少了一个人。” 　　绿景国际选手点了点头，又多喝了两口水，扔下水壶，将指示传达给场上的队友们。 　　这就是教练临场指导的好处，可以随时将观察到的赛场变化及时告诉选手，进行战术调整。 　　按照教练安排，绿景国际队长兼指挥开始安排进攻路线，他准备通过传球从中场发起进攻号角。 　　但宏景八中的三名中场像接收到什么信号一般，他们突然开始回撤了，死死守在禁区前沿。 　　绿景国际只能选择不断在外围倒脚，一时很难将球传递进去。 　　眼前是赤裸裸的铁桶阵。绿景国际9号并不意外，大部分弱者在面对强者时都会选择龟缩防守态势。没有人可以不失误，只要他们耐心进攻，总会能找到机会。 　　他开始分球，将足球不断地从中场传到边路。并按照教练指示，抓到机会就开始传中，中路直接直传禁区找前锋，想要通过混战来创造机会。 　　一次、两次、三次…… 　　让绿景国际9号意外的是，宏景八中的防守站位，比他想象得更严密些。 　　三名中后卫在禁区内分工明确，（7号）陈卫东和（11号）祁亮负责抢第一落点，他们偶尔漏过来的球，也会被18号一一解围出去。 　　而一旦宏景八中短暂拥有控球权，他们就会急切地起脚长传找前锋。如此简单粗糙的长传，会被早有准备的绿景国际轻松控制住落点。 　　“砰！” 　　又是一记愚蠢而粗糙的长传球，足球可笑地撞向场边铁丝网。 　　场间绿景国际球员员们脸上露出嘲讽的笑容，和教练说的一样，他们也就这套长传战术了。 　　有球员懒散地跑向教练席喝水，仿佛已胜券在握。 　　绿景国际9号球员跑向足球落点。在手触摸到足球的刹那，他忽然感受到一丝阴谋气息。
Chapter 40: Sunday "Tactic One" sounds like a perfunctory name.　　But Wang Fa's tactics are detailed and specific, unlike those fanciful chicken soup and lofty goals. Detailed and specific, first of all, brings a sense of realism that can be achieved.　　As if naturally, the students forgot for a moment who their Sunday opponent was and threw themselves into practicing Tactic One.　　Under the guidance of Fu Xinshu, the students began to warm up.　　The football was placed in the center of the field at 8:00 p.m. The students of the football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School began their first soccer lesson after giving up football.　　The students had only two days to practice their tactics.　　But what Wang Fa said, "Only one tactical coordination is considered successful", is deeply imprinted in their minds.　　Everyone was full of energy.　　If you don't have time to eat lunch, you can pack it in a fresh-keeping bag and take it to the playground to nibble on two bites, and the time saved can be practiced a few more times.　　Dinner is even simpler, steamed buns and sports drinks are also available. From sunrise to sunset, they are constantly running on the playground.　　From the inability to successfully complete the cooperation at the beginning, to the gradual completion of the shot; From being completely disrupted in the confrontation practice, to being able to successfully break through the blockade of their own teammates.　　The simplicity and clarity of the goal make the results of the training visible.　　Every time they successfully shot at goal, the students involuntarily threw their fists into the sky.　　Then start the next round of training.　　The two days of focused training passed more slowly than expected.　　Of course, in the hearts of the students, of course, they wish that time could pass more slowly, so that they have more time to prepare.　　But that day will always come.　　Sunday, September 25th, School Bus.　　The autumn is high and cool, the rice ears press and bend the branches, and the wind is blowing.　　The car was on the same road it had traveled a week ago, but this time, the atmosphere inside the car was a little low, and the students were very quiet.　　Being quiet doesn't mean they don't talk, on the contrary, the boys are constantly exchanging game tactics.　　For example, how to kick off, how to cross, how to divide the ball when encountering defense.　　Although it was all Wang Fa who had said it to them many times, because the coach was not around, everyone had no bottom in their hearts.　　Lin Wanxing looked to the side.　　Yes, the seats in the coach that originally belonged to Wang Fa were empty.　　Wang Fa has long said that he will go to Yongchuan Evergrande Club for a trial on Sunday.　　During dinner this morning, in order to test Wang Fa's attitude, Lin Wanxing specially bought a full KFC luxury breakfast.　　Smoked chicken pancakes, preserved egg and lean pork porridge, soy milk, coffee, cheese chicken and papani...... 　　Stuff filled the table under the parasols on their rooftops.　　Even Wang Fa himself was startled by the breakfast formation the moment he walked out of the door.　　Fortunately, Comrade Wang Fa is a typical example of not being surprised by changes. Naturally, he sat down and finished most of the table.　　It was Lin Wanxing who couldn't help but ask: "What is your arrangement today, do you still go to Yongchuan, what time is the high-speed rail ticket?" She looked at Wang Fa with expectant eyes, but the answer she got was "leave after eating".　　After Wang Fa finished speaking, he stood up slowly, went to the sink to wash his hands, and took away the coffee from another package.　　Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa's dashing back and suddenly felt that this was not bad.　　Wang Fa's attitude is clear, this is indeed an inconsequential game, there is no strong opponent and no matter what kind of goal.　　All the boys have to do is complete a "Tactic One" match.　　That's all.　　Grand View Pearl Club Stadium, above LVGEM International High School.　　Compared with the very simple tactical goal of the Hongjing No. 8 Middle School team, LVGEM International is under great pressure.　　LVGEM International's coach's surname is Chen Mingyuan, and he was a professional player in his early years, with the highest playing for top clubs in the Chinese Super League.　　Most of them will become coaches after retiring, but there are also high and low coaching positions. A job like him that can finally have a professional echelon is a proof of his excellent professionalism.　　Therefore, after learning about his opponent in this round, he did his research in the last round.　　He found the official video of the game, and even invited the referee who played the game of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School to have a meal and did some corresponding work through his connections.　　Of course, this work does not refer to things that violate professional ethics such as releasing water in the game, he just carefully inquired about the relevant tactics of the last game of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, understood the level and relationship of personnel, and made corresponding deployments.　　Chen Yuan admitted that he was nervous, although his professional level was excellent, if LVGEM International High School did not enter the main round of the Youth Super League, he was still likely to lose his job.　　Before the game, Chen Mingyuan called all the players to him for the final tactical deployment.　　The players had just warmed up and were sweating profusely.　　Chen Yuan could tell from their expressions that they were not nervous about today's game.　　He clapped his hands, and the loud voice attracted the attention of all the team members.　　"Lift your spirits! Be serious! Hongjing No. 8 Middle School can play a playoff match with us, which means that they have also won a round of opponents. He emphasized, "Although the Anning experiment is an ordinary high school team, the football is good, don't underestimate this opponent." "Got it, Coach." LVGEM International captain, center forward No. 9 player replied.　　After Chen Yuan said this, he was afraid of putting too much pressure on the children and making them afraid of the competition, and said, "But we don't have to worry too much." The reason why they were able to play the Ping An Ning experiment was because the Anning experiment was too urgent and wanted to win more.Hongjing No. 8 Middle School itself is still a high school team, and it will use a long pass to counterattack to find the back, which I just emphasized to you in the locker room. The players nodded their heads.　　Chen Yuan: "They were very motivated in the second half and played very tenacious. So we're going to try to score a few more goals in the first half so that we can play them slowly in the second half. "In the first half, is it still the tactic you just mentioned?" The captain asked.　　"Yes, the right back of Hongjing 8 is not good, it is easy to break through. So we played more on the right and then crossed. You are looking for an opportunity to find a breakthrough from the position I mentioned. The players nodded their heads.　　"What if they have a tactical adjustment?" The captain asked suddenly.　　Hearing this, Chen Yuan looked at the coach's bench in the distance.　　It is said that there is a coach in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, but now, there is only a girl sitting there, looking like a team leader.　　"Not really." Chen Yuan is quite confident, "To put it bluntly, they are still here to play, how can there be any coach." On the other side of the pitch, there is a big view of the eight sides.　　Lin Wanxing sat under the awning, not knowing that she had just been observed.　　She covered her eyes with her hands and looked at the court.　　The students had just finished their warm-ups, and they were still wearing colorful sportswear, and in front of the neat and tidy LVGEM International, they looked like a straw army.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the students, and the students also looked at her.　　After a while, they were still looking at each other, and the scene was a little awkward.　　"Say whatever you want." Qin Ao couldn't hold it back first.　　"What's the matter, I'm still waiting for you to say it first." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Let's talk about it first, shouldn't the teacher say something to boost morale?" Lin Lu shouted.　　At this moment, a loud "come on" sound suddenly broke out in the rest area next door, and the roar shook the sky, and Lin Wanxing was startled.　　Inspired by this, she also cleared her throat.　　"Everyone have to come on~" As soon as she was about to speak, Qi Liang's voice floated from the corner behind her.　　Lin Wanxing coughed lightly and was silent.　　"Teacher, can't you tell?" 　　"That's all for the college entrance examination liberal arts?" 　　"Don't think much about it." 　　The boys started gossiping.　　"What kind of declaration would you like to hear?" Lin Wanxing put her hands in her pockets and said, "Before we came, Comrade Wang Fa talked about the goal of this competition. "Completing a 'Tactic One' match is considered a success." Chen Jianghe said.　　"Then it's done once." Lin Wanxing said easily and solemnly.　　In the afternoon, the stadium had just been sprinkled with water, and the mist evaporated to a height of more than half a meter.　　Players from both sides are in position.　　A sharp whistle pierced the clear sky, and the game officially began.　　LVGEM International took the lead in kicking off, two or three backwards, and soon passed to the side.　　Lin Lu immediately caught up, and in front of him was LVGEM International's center with armband and captain No. 9.　　The thin Lin Lu was like a piece of cardboard in front of No. 9, and he couldn't stop the other party from forcibly breaking through. However, Lin Lu still stubbornly chased back and cut off the opponent's route into the restricted area.　　Seeing that he could not break into the box, the number 9 opted for a kick-to-foot cross. The football flew into the penalty area and was grabbed by Qi Liang to the first place to nod the ball and cleared the siege. However, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School did not have any tactical cooperation after the siege was cleared, and there was a mess in front of the goal, and the football that flew out was controlled by LVGEM International again, and the attack was relaunched.　　That's pretty much all the events that happened within 1 minute of the whistle.　　In just 60 seconds, LVGEM has completed a very sharp and fast attack.　　Although Lin Wanxing's understanding of football almost comes from the evil supplement of the past ten days, the kind of pressing momentum, sharp breakthroughs and accurate crosses, all of which make her feel the "heritage" of the giants.　　Without waiting for the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School to react, LVGEM International started the second round of onslaught.　　According to coach Chen Yuan's pre-game arrangement, the players continued to implement the left-side breakthrough tactics. They forced a breakthrough through Lin Lu again, dodging gaps and crossings.　　Seeing this, Chen Weidong jumped up and was about to clear the siege, but he made a mistake in judgment and failed to kick the football, and the football flew to the middle of the penalty area.　　At this moment, Zheng Feiyang appeared in the filling position, grabbed the ball in front of the opponent's striker, and drove out to the front court with a big foot.　　"Bang", the football made a loud noise in contact with the vamp, On the coach's seat, Chen Yuan suddenly sat up straight, and this timely filling made him surprised.　　This move by Hongjing Bazhong can only show that they have withdrawn their midfielders and switched to three central defenders. While this can be a good way to protect the goal, it also means that the attacking power of the midfield is weakened.　　However, Chen Yuan thought about it, although it was strange, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School was still an ordinary high school team, and perhaps changing to "three central defenders" was not an intentional tactic, but a natural defense in the face of sharp attacks.　　The ball is kicked off the sideline, the dead ball has a chance, and the player goes to the sideline to drink water.　　Chen Yuan stood up and told his teammates what he had observed: "The next attack will try to break through from the midfield, and they have one less person in the midfield. LVGEM International nodded, took two more sips of water, threw down the kettle, and conveyed the instructions to his teammates on the field.　　This is the benefit of on-the-spot coaching, which can inform players of observed changes in the field at any time and make tactical adjustments.　　According to the coach's arrangement, the captain and commander of LVGEM International began to arrange the offensive route, and he was ready to launch the attack horn from the midfield through passing.　　But as if receiving some signal, the three midfielders suddenly began to retreat, sticking to the edge of the penalty area.　　LVGEM can only choose to keep backing on the periphery, and it is difficult to pass the ball in for a while.　　In front of me is a naked iron bucket array.LVGEM International No. 9 is not surprising, most of the weak will choose to shrink back in the defensive posture when facing the strong. No one can afford not to make mistakes, as long as they are patient and attack, they will always find opportunities.　　He began to split the ball and constantly pass the ball from midfield to the wing. And according to the coach's instructions, he started to cross when he caught the opportunity, and passed directly to the penalty area in the middle to find the striker, wanting to create opportunities through melee.　　Once, twice, three times...... 　　To the surprise of LVGEM International No. 9, the defensive position of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School was tighter than he imagined.　　The three central defenders have a clear division of labor in the penalty area, (No. 7) Chen Weidong and (No. 11) Qi Liang are responsible for grabbing the first landing point, and the balls they occasionally miss will be cleared out by No. 18 one by one.　　And once Hongjing has possession for a short time, they will eagerly get up and make long passes to the striker. Such a simple and rough long pass will be easily controlled by LVGEM International, which has been prepared for a long time.　　"Bang!" 　　Another stupid and rough long pass, and the ball ridiculously crashed into the barbed wire fence on the sidelines.　　During the game, LVGEM International players showed mocking smiles on their faces, and as the coach said, they also had this set of long pass tactics.　　Some players lazily ran to the dugout to drink water, as if they had won the game.　　LVGEM International player No. 9 ran to the football landing point. The moment his hand touched the football, he suddenly felt a hint of conspiracy.

第41章 心计 　　和球员一样， 陈远坐在场边教练席，也打了个颤。不过他倒是没想太多，就觉得秋天的太阳还是很毒， 坐那么一会儿， 人就出汗了。 　　死球后，绿景国际再度开球。他的球员们重新组织下一轮进攻，又花了不少时间。 　　其实陈远也看出了宏景八中的战术。总地来说，他们就是用铁桶阵和大脚解围拖时间。 　　对这种战术，其实陈远一点也不担心。 　　毕竟“防守”意味不断跟随进攻队伍节奏，需要防守方精神高度集中， 比主动进攻更耗费球员体力。 　　事实上，从场上跑动速度、积极性、频率来看，宏景八中的学生在体力上已显疲态。 　　“你们还有什么招？”陈远边想， 边看向景八中教练席。 　　不远处， 扎着短马尾的女老师始终站在场边。 　　女生有点矮、皮肤很白， 精气神看上去不像体育老师，那么普通高中找个女老师带带足球队也很正常。 　　女老师带队， 没教练…… 　　陈远就更放心了，宏景八中根本没任何战术准备。 　　虽然“防守反击”这种东西是个人都会说。可实际这里面门道颇深，涉及数不清的套路和技战术，也不像宏景八中这种球队能玩明白的东西。 　　那他们所谓的防守反击， 就是单纯的防守，毕竟踢不过也只能这样。 　　就在陈远思考和观察的过程中，上半场时间就这么飞快地过去了。 　　裁判哨声响起，计分板上， 黑色数字0：0格外扎眼。 　　现实中的的青少年足球比赛， 和动漫里那种热火朝天的景象可不一样。次级联赛狗都不看， 更别提高中校队级别的比赛。 　　因此当所有球员都退回休息区时，整片球场都霎时空寂。 　　两只鹭鸟从天空降落，在草地上一摇一摆，惬意散步。 　　绿景国际的球员们，也是如此悠闲地走下球场。 　　可能真是天干物燥，陈远火气顿时不打一处来。 　　“都给我集中一点！”他用力拍拍手。 　　球员们浑身一凛，但也有人忍不住打了个哈欠。 　　“脑子里在想什么？”陈远声音越来越大，想到他自己的岗位压力，就更火大了，“跟个高中队踢0-0你们还很得意是吧？” 　　“开赛前我怎么说的？让你们上半场多进球多进球，你们在干嘛呢？是不是要我给你们拍下来，让你们看看自己怎么踢的，散步呢？” 　　教练语气上扬，自然把压力带给球员，很多时候教练的作用就是要在球员们思想懈怠的时候提醒他们。 　　果然，他吼完后，所有球员都提了口气，没人再懒懒散散了。 　　球场另一侧，宏景八中方。 　　这里的学生们都很安静。他们喝水、擦汗、最多再低声交流一两句，没有更多的东西。 　　林晚星收起手机，她刚将上半场战局发给王法。还适时拍了几段足球小视频，请教练品鉴。 　　可王法估计还在永川恒大俱乐部忙事儿，连她最早的消息都没回。 　　林晚星放下手机，有人看了她一眼。她拧开瓶盖，喝了口水。 　　“教练怎么说？”付新书问。 　　“啥也没说。”林晚星答。 　　秦敖：“那就还是按他之前说的来？” 　　林晚星：“应该是吧。” 　　昨日，王法虽然嘴上说要去永川谈工作。但临行前，他还是给球员们做了最后的战术指导。 　　王法说，如果学生们能在上半场能保持0：0结束，那对他们来说已经成功了一半。 　　而下半场，才是他们真正实践“战术一”的机会。 　　当时王法在战术板上是这么预测的，上半场无法取得进球后，下半场绿景国际会急。 　　他们将加大力度前压，同时回撤也不会有上半场那么积极。那么如果有拿球机会的话，就可以交给林鹿突破。 　　理由很简单，林鹿体型小，上场比赛最后脚还扭了，傻瓜都知道要选择林鹿这条路进攻。 　　“我不明白，既然对面会从我这路进攻，那还要把球给我？”林鹿不明所以。 　　“笨。”陈江河突然明悟，“就因为他们觉得你弱，要从你这进攻。那你这路肯定前压的，人都在前面，一旦我们拿球，你这路他们肯定来不及回防。” 　　“哦！心理战？”林鹿突然激动。 　　“没这么复杂，如果上半场0比0，下半场他们肯定会急。我们只要耐心等，会有机会的。”教练当时是这么说的。 　　球场边，林鹿低着头，用毛巾盖着头擦汗。 　　秦敖喝光一瓶水，将矿泉水瓶捏扁。 　　付新书脑海里再过了一遍战术一的传球线路。 　　裁判重新入场，下半场比赛，即将开始。 　　鹭鸟受惊展翅，足球如子弹般，飞速划开球场。 　　下半场伊始，绿景国际果真突然变奏，开局后如疾风骤雨，攻势如潮。 　　球员们按照陈远的安排，利用开场后黄金五分钟，疯狂突破宏景八中禁区防守。 　　在通过连续的传递之后，绿景国际中场球员在禁区前沿拿球，他第一时间起脚远射！ 　　付新书立刻干扰，这脚远射偏出了球门，可是很快的，第二脚远射又来了。 　　足球如炮弹般袭来，这次远射打在门框范围内。门将冯锁飞身扑救，将球死死压在身下。 　　“禁区前沿多干扰！“付新书冲着禁区内防守队员内喊。 　　第三次远射再30秒后到达，祁亮从旁边扑了过来，用身体将球挡了出去，队友郑仁倒地。 　　智会跑过去把他拉起来：“没事吧？” 　　郑仁摸了摸胸口，然后摇了摇头。 　　比赛继续，时间一分一秒过去。绿景国际进攻越发猛烈。他们的后卫们纷纷压过半场，己方半区只留了两人。 　　这同样也是陈远的安排。 　　在他看来，宏景八中战术只有长传球，防守起来很简单，他们犯不着在后场留太多人。 　　林晚星同样看着球场上攻防转换，就在这时，她手机震了震。 　　她赶忙掏出，却发现是条促销短信。微信也没有新消息提醒，林晚星收起手机。 　　下半场第23分钟，距比赛结束，还剩下四分之一场时间。 　　比分仍旧停留在0：0。 　　场边的陈远再也淡定不下去了。 　　他从长椅上起来，站在场边，给球员们更大压力，他不断挥动手臂，示意球员们前压再前压。他命令他们必须榨干自己的最后一丝体力，撕破宏景八中防线。 　　30分钟。 　　王法曾叙述过的情况，终于发生了。 　　绿景国际从边路突破林鹿的防守，然后直传禁区内，祁亮同绿景国际前锋纠缠在一起。 　　球从两人脚边滚过，谁都没能拿到。郑飞扬及时出现在足球滚动的路线上，抬脚将球稳稳控制了下来。 　　就在这时，被当做突破口过人的林鹿，鬼使神差地出现在大禁区角上。且在他面前，无人防守。 　　郑飞扬立即抬脚，一个地滚球，将球传给林鹿！ 　　林鹿拿球后立刻转身，而等待了足足有75分钟之久的付新书，也恰到好处地，出现在了他的视线范围内！ 　　林鹿顺势抬脚，又是一记地滚球，将球传给了付新书。他开始向前跑，不断地跑。 　　“战术一”在纸面上来看，是简单的接传球配合。 　　但在简单的传接球线路背后，是每次用人的双脚接触足球时不可预知的变化。 　　是传球的力度和角度，是奔跑的速度和线路，是接球的位置和体态，是将足球从一个点传向另一个点的精确性。 　　是三天时间里，他们一遍遍重复着、被纠正、然后再重复的东西。 　　足球在绿茵场上飞驰，仿若一道白色闪电。 　　付新书接球转身，绿景国际中场立即朝他逼抢过来。 　　两天时间，日出日落，无数次练习。 　　当付新书抬起头的时候，回撤的秦敖，自然而然出现在他视线范围内最恰当的位置上。 　　付新书再次抬脚，地滚球传到了中线附近，秦敖拿球！ 　　就这样，宏景八中用简单的配合，犀利撕开了绿景国际的中场封堵。 　　秦敖身边没有任何人防守，他立即带球，朝着对方的半场冲去。 　　陈江河在最前方，付新书中路靠后，林鹿在右，他们和秦敖一起，摆开进攻阵型，同时开始冲刺。 　　一切与王法在战术板上绘出的线条完美重合。 　　天朗气清，长空万里无云。 　　前方是广阔的绿茵场，而身后，则是如梦初醒纷纷回追的绿景国际球员们。 　　可是已经来不及了。 　　秦敖一直带球冲到禁区前沿，才有一名后卫仓促回防。他一个急停，将球横向传了出去。 　　中路跟进的陈江河完全无人防守，迎着滚来的足球，他直接起脚推射。 　　时间流速骤然变慢。 　　绿景国际门将脸上凝固着错愕神情，他整个身体向足球射入方向缓缓倒下，黑白相间的皮球擦过球门线，轻轻溅起几丝草屑。 　　下一秒，白色球网向后扬起，足球狠狠撞了进去！ 　　1：0！
Chapter 41 Scheming Like the players, Chen Yuan sat in the coach's seat on the sidelines and also shivered. But he didn't think too much about it, and he felt that the autumn sun was still very poisonous, and after sitting for a while, people sweated.　　After the dead ball, LVGEM International kicked off again. It took a lot of time for his players to reorganize the next round of attack.　　In fact, Chen Yuan also saw the tactics of Hongjing No. 8. In general, they are using the iron bucket formation and big feet to delay the time.　　For this tactic, Chen Yuan is actually not worried at all.　　After all, "defending" means constantly following the rhythm of the attacking team, which requires a high degree of mental concentration on the defensive side, which consumes more physical strength than active attack.　　In fact, judging from the speed, enthusiasm and frequency of running on the field, the students of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School have shown physical fatigue.　　"What else do you have?" Chen Yuan thought as he looked at the coach's seat of Jing Ba Middle School.　　Not far away, a female teacher with a short ponytail always stood on the sidelines.　　Girls are a little short, very white-skinned, and don't look like physical education teachers, so it's normal for an ordinary high school to find a female teacher to lead a football team.　　Female teacher leads the team, no coach...... 　　Chen Yuan was even more relieved, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School had no tactical preparation at all.　　Although there is such a thing as "defensive counterattack" is something that everyone will say. But in fact, there are quite a lot of doorways in it, involving countless routines and techniques and tactics, and it is not like something that a team like Hongjing No. 8 Middle School can play clearly.　　Then their so-called defensive counterattack is pure defense, after all, it can only be like this.　　Just as Chen Yuan was thinking and observing, the first half of time passed so quickly.　　The referee's whistle sounded, and on the scoreboard, the black number 0:0 was particularly eye-catching.　　The real-life youth soccer game is not the same as the hot-bare scene in the anime. The dogs in the minor league don't even watch, let alone the games that raise the level of the middle school.　　So when all the players retreated to the lounge, the entire stadium fell silent.　　Two egrets descend from the sky and take a leisurely walk on the grass.　　The players of LVGEM International also walked off the court leisurely.　　It may be that the weather is really dry, and Chen Yuan's anger suddenly stopped fighting.　　"Focus on me!" He clapped his hands vigorously.　　The players were dazed, but some couldn't help but yawn.　　"What's going on in your head?" Chen Yuan's voice became louder and louder, and when he thought of his own post pressure, he became even more angry, "You're still very proud of playing 0-0 with a high school team, aren't you?" "What did I say before the game? What are you doing in the first half to score more goals? Do you want me to take a picture of you and show you how you kick and take a walk? The coach's tone is up, naturally bringing pressure to the players, and many times the coach's role is to remind the players when they are slacking off.　　Sure enough, after he finished yelling, all the players breathed a sigh of relief, and no one was lazy anymore.　　On the other side of the pitch, the grand view is eight sides.　　The students here are quiet. They drank water, wiped their sweat, whispered a word or two at most, nothing more.　　Lin Wanxing put away her mobile phone, she had just sent the first half of the battle to Wang Fa. I also took a few small football videos at the right time for the coach to taste.　　But Wang Fa is estimated to be still busy in Yongchuan Evergrande Club, and he didn't even reply to her earliest news.　　Lin Wanxing put down her phone, and someone glanced at her. She unscrewed the cap and took a sip of water.　　"What did the coach say?" Fu Xinshu asked.　　"Didn't say anything." Lin Wanxing replied.　　Qin Ao: "Then it's still as he said before?" Lin Wanxing: "It should be." Yesterday, although Wang Fa said that he would go to Yongchuan to talk about work. But before leaving, he gave the players final tactical guidance.　　Wang Fa said that if the students can keep the first half to a 0-0 finish, it is already half the battle for them.　　And the second half is their chance to really practice "Tactic One".　　At that time, Wang Fa predicted on the tactical board that after failing to score in the first half, LVGEM International would be anxious in the second half.　　They will press forward harder and the pullback will not be as aggressive as in the first half. Then if there is a chance to get the ball, you can hand it over to Lin Lu to break through.　　The reason is very simple, Lin Lu is small, and his foot was twisted at the end of the last game, and fools know that they have to choose Lin Lu to attack.　　"I don't understand, since the other side will attack from my side, then you have to give me the ball?" Lin Lu didn't know why.　　"Stupid." Chen Jianghe suddenly realized, "It's because they think you're weak and want to attack from you." Then you must press forward this way, everyone is in front, once we get the ball, they will definitely not have time to defend this way. "Oh! Psychological warfare? Lin Lu was suddenly excited.　　'It's not that complicated, if it was 0-0 in the first half, they would have been in a hurry in the second half. We just have to be patient, and we will have a chance. That's what the coach said at the time.　　On the side of the court, Lin Lu lowered his head and covered his head with a towel to wipe his sweat.　　Qin Ao drank all the bottles of water and flattened the mineral water bottle.　　Fu Xinshu went through the passing line of Tactic 1 again in his mind.　　The referee re-enters the game, and the second half of the game is about to begin.　　The heron bird spread its wings in fright, and the football was like a bullet, speeding through the court.　　At the beginning of the second half, LVGEM really changed suddenly, and after the start, it was like a storm and an offensive tide.　　According to Chen Yuan's arrangement, the players used the golden five minutes after the opening to frantically break through the defense of the penalty area of Hongjing No. 8.　　After passing through continuous passes, LVGEM midfielder took the ball at the edge of the penalty area, and he shot from a distance at the first time!　　Fu Xinshu immediately interfered, and the long-range shot missed the goal, but soon, the second long-range shot came again.　　The ball came like a cannonball, and this time the long-range shot hit the goalframe. Goalkeeper Feng Suo flew to save and pressed the ball under him.　　"There is a lot of interference at the front of the penalty area!" Fu Xinshu shouted at the defenders in the penalty area.　　The third long-range shot arrived 30 seconds later, Qi Liang pounced from the side, blocked the ball with his body, and teammate Zheng Ren fell to the ground.　　Zhihui ran over and pulled him up: "Are you okay?" Jung Ren touched his chest, then shook his head.　　The game continued, and the minutes passed. LVGEM International's attack became more and more violent. Their defenders pressed through the half, leaving only two of them in their own half.　　This is also Chen Yuan's arrangement.　　In his opinion, the tactics of Hongjing Bazhong are only long passes, and the defense is very simple, and they can't afford to leave too many people in the backfield.　　Lin Wanxing also watched the transition between offense and defense on the court, and at this moment, her mobile phone shook.　　She hurriedly pulled it out, only to find that it was a promotional text message. There was no new message reminder on WeChat, and Lin Wanxing put away her phone.　　In the 23rd minute of the second half, there was still a quarter of the game left.　　The score remained at 0:0.　　Chen Yuan, who was on the sidelines, couldn't calm down anymore.　　He got up from the bench and stood on the sidelines, putting more pressure on the players, and he kept waving his arms to signal the players to press forward and forward. He ordered them to squeeze the last of their strength and tear through the Hongjing Eighth Central Defence.　　30 minutes.　　The situation that Wang Fa had described finally happened.　　LVGEM broke through Lin Lu's defense from the side, and then passed straight into the penalty area, and Qi Liang was entangled with LVGEM striker.　　The ball rolled past the feet of the two men, and neither of them could reach it. Zheng Feiyang appeared on the rolling route of the football in time, raised his foot and controlled the ball steadily.　　At this moment, Lin Lu, who was regarded as a breakthrough, appeared in the corner of the big forbidden area. And in front of him, there was no one to defend him.　　Zheng Feiyang immediately raised his foot, rolled the ball on the ground, and passed the ball to Lin Lu!　　Lin Lu turned around immediately after getting the ball, and Fu Xinshu, who had been waiting for 75 minutes, also appeared in his line of sight just right!　　Lin Lu raised his foot, rolled the ball again, and passed the ball to Fu Xinshu. He began to run forward, and kept running.　　"Tactic One" on paper, is a simple catch-and-pass coordination.　　But behind the simple line of passing and receiving the ball is the unpredictable change every time a person's feet touch the ball.　　It's the strength and angle of the pass, the speed and line of running, the position and posture of receiving the ball, and the precision with which the ball is passed from one point to another.　　It was something that they repeated over and over again over and over again over and over for three days.　　The soccer ball sped across the green field like a white lightning bolt.　　Fu Xinshu received the ball and turned around, and the midfielder of LVGEM International immediately rushed towards him.　　Two days, sunrise and sunset, countless exercises.　　When Fu Xinshu raised his head, Qin Ao, who had retreated, naturally appeared in the most appropriate position within his line of sight.　　Fu Xinshu raised his foot again, the bocce ball passed to the center line, and Qin Ao took the ball!　　In this way, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School used simple cooperation to sharply tear open the midfield block of LVGEM International.　　Qin Ao didn't have anyone around him to defend, so he immediately dribbled the ball and rushed towards the opponent's half.　　Chen Jianghe was at the front, Fu Xinshu was at the back, and Lin Lu was on the right, and together with Qin Ao, they set up an offensive formation and began to sprint at the same time.　　Everything coincided perfectly with the lines drawn by Wang Fa on the tactical board.　　The sky is clear and the sky is cloudless.　　In front of him is a vast green field, and behind him, there are LVGEM international players who have just woken up from a dream and are chasing back.　　But it was too late.　　Qin Ao kept rushing to the front of the penalty area with the ball, and only then did a defender rush back to defense. He made a sharp stop and passed the ball laterally.　　Chen Jianghe, who followed up in the middle, was completely unguarded, and in the face of the rolling football, he directly kicked and shot.　　The flow of time slows down suddenly.　　The goalkeeper of LVGEM International had a stunned look on his face, and his whole body slowly fell in the direction of the ball, and the black and white ball grazed the goal line, gently splashing a few grass clippings.　　In the next second, the white net was raised backwards, and the football slammed into it!　　1：0！

第42章 判断 　　42 判断 　　场上是学生们震耳欲聋的欢呼声， 草木颤动，水瓶里的水因进球而欢呼。 　　林晚星的手轻轻搭在胸口，感受到了自己心脏的剧烈跳动。 　　不可思议。 　　欢呼声拂过球场， 穿越远方田野， 时间仿佛回到几天前的夜晚。 　　那是老新村旁的一座球场。 　　刚经过漫长奔跑，林晚星觉得自己像死过一样。她躺在夜晚的球场草坪上，那时心跳速度比现在还快， 　　她向王法提出一个请求，请王法给学生们上堂足球课。可她没有告诉学生们的是，故事的后半段。 　　“我对课程内容有要求。”林晚星记得自己是这么说的， “这很可能是他们最后的一场球了，我想让他们专注在足球训练里的某个具体任务，做那种付出努力就能有所收获的事情。” 　　王法安排的“战术一”， 便是这样的产物。 　　林晚星那时想法简单。 　　男生们想赢怕输， 将比赛的意义完全变成结果的产物。但实际上， 无论是足球或者他们口口声声想搞的学习，结果从来都不是最重要的东西。 　　能力的提升， 才最重要。 　　她看着他们每日练习、纠正配合，反复尝试；看着他们从最初不断失败到后来能完成流畅配合，她认为“战术一”带来的东西已经足够。 　　她确实想过，学生们可能会在比赛中进球， 但她从未想过，真实剧情比想象中更加美妙。 　　一次绝地反击、一场突袭狂奔，她的学生横穿四分之三场地，只通过一次“战术一”的默契配合， 就将足球送入了强敌球门！ 　　这或许就是足球的美妙之处， 这里的所有惊喜与意外， 永远能超乎想象。 　　不可思议…… 　　林晚星拿出手机，指尖微颤抖。她将战报发给那个一天都没回她消息的人。 　　我们进球了，现在1：0。 　　林晚星习惯性将手机放回口袋，但这次，手机轻震动了下。 　　在她与王法单方面聊天记录中，终于出现了一行回复。白底黑字，王法说：坐下吧，放松点，享受比赛。 　　听上去王法怎么好像一直在看着他们……林晚星立刻环视四周，但球场周围只有广袤绿地，没有王法的身影。 　　“你真去永川了吗，是不是在哪里偷看我们啊？而且怎么放松啊，我们才进了一球，又不是已经赢了。”她直接发了段语音过去。 　　片刻后，又是一段标点分明的文字传来。 　　低端比赛，双方水平差距并不大。最终还是看球员的斗志和自信。在取得进球后，我们将在这两方面碾压对方。所以，胜利注定是我们的。 　　这段文字很长，林晚星在阅读的时候，仿佛能听到王法的声音。 　　青年似乎正戴着鸭舌帽，在她身边用平静却带着些嘲讽意味的语气，这样说道。 　　就在林晚星和王法聊天过程中，场上学生已庆祝完毕。他们重回中线，比赛再次开始。 　　赛场声音忽然嘈杂，林晚星回过神，不由得看向绿景国际教练席。 　　在那里，西装革履的教练正疯狂挥舞着自己的双臂，示意选手们进攻、进攻、再进攻！ 　　可越是急切进攻，绿景国际的失误就越多。 　　相反，宏景八中的球员手握领先，在赛场上显得游刃有余。毕竟他们已经被压着打了将近80分钟，在1—0领先后，不在乎再多这10分钟。 　　一方急躁，一方耐心。 　　宏景八中每次解围，都要花费绿景国际差一分钟的时间重新组织进攻。 　　如王法所说，在完成第一例进球突破后，她的学生们的在斗志和自信这两方面，已经超越了对手。 　　时间一分一秒过去，宏景八中的球员们，完全陷入了忘我的比赛状态中。 　　甚至连林晚星都忘记了回复微信，陷入到同样忘我的观赛状态。 　　直到裁判的哨声贯彻全场。 　　蒸腾的水汽让球场仿佛在被燃烧，阳光穿透水汽，球场的绿色背景中有小而靓丽的彩虹。 　　1—0的比分保持到了终场。 　　林晚星和学生们坐车回梧桐路17号的时候，王法已经回来了。 　　林晚星推开天台铁门，莫名的空寂感扑面而来。 　　在她身后，是呜呜渣渣的学生们。在她眼前，王法坐在天台的夕阳下，他双脚搁上栏杆，遥望远方球场，整个人像是一片薄薄剪影，有种不符合年龄的沉郁感觉。 　　或许今日天气太好，也可能胜利带来的巨大喜悦和眼前的宁静形成巨大对比，林晚星感觉到王法和往常不太一样。 　　到底是哪里不一样呢？ 　　脚在天台边沿轻晃，一丝青色的烟雾在夕阳透黄的光中袅袅升起。 　　王法指尖夹着根烟。 　　青色烟雾在空中散开，空气里有很淡的烟草味道。 　　啊，原来是抽烟了呀。 　　林晚星默默想到。 　　然而现实的宁静很快被男生们兴奋的喊叫冲散。 　　学生们都沉浸在胜利喜悦中。他们看到王法，立刻甩开背包，冲到王法面前，开始七嘴八舌地聊起比赛来。 　　王法看到他们，灭了烟，回过头时，已经恢复成平时慵懒闲适的模样，他换了个方向，眉眼在夕阳阴影里格外深邃，他微微颔首，听学生们讲话。 　　“我们就那么xiu地一下，突破了他们。”林鹿兴奋地从天台一角冲向另一角，给王法表演足球那么“xiu”地一下。 　　“真就痛打落水狗，赛前还那么狂！”郑飞扬也跟着眉飞色舞。 　　足球队指定酷哥陈江河，说起绿景国际防守漏洞时，头头是道。 　　“教练你都不知道，最后绿景国际高中那教练脸都绿了。” 　　“是、啊，脸绿着，拉住我们老师的手要微信，老师还给了~”这时，祁亮的声音飘来。 　　林晚星本来在角落烧开水，听到这话，她立刻探头抗议：“怎么还攻击我呢！我这不是代表我校促进与足球名校之间的交流与合作么！” 　　“干嘛和手下败将交流。”秦敖狂傲地道。 　　“有道理。”王法对学生们的观点表示认可。 　　清隽的目光淡淡扫来。 　　林晚星被他一看，即刻有种被“捉住”的感觉。 　　“我……”她想解释一下。 　　“删了吧。”王法说。 　　“？？？”头一回，林晚星也无语凝噎。 　　逼崽子们嚷嚷了一会儿，精力像耗得差不多了，七歪八扭地跑进屋子里，有的要喝水，还有的直接躺在沙发上，催她去买菜。 　　“要鸳鸯的。” 　　“牛肉要嫩的！” 　　“鸡肉丸子！” 　　“要求别太多了！”听到必须手剥虾仁做虾滑的时候，林晚星终于忍不住了。 　　王法施施然走进屋子，饶有兴致地听着报菜名，最后问：“火锅？” 　　“是，之前答应赢了奖励他们火锅。他们不肯去店里，一定要来我们这在天台吃。” 　　“女人你懂不懂？”秦敖躺在沙发上，忽然扯着嗓子喊，“新搬家要暖房，我们是在帮你暖房。” 　　“是的老师，我翻过黄历，合了下老师的八字，今日新家宜开火。”智会很认真地插嘴。 　　“她这连口锅都没有，肯定不懂做饭。” 　　“没锅也不一定不会做饭，有可能只是懒。”祁亮接道。 　　男生们说起来就没完，林晚星听得头大。 　　“好了好了我去买菜。”林晚星直接拉王法走出屋子，把学生们的嚷嚷声关在房间里。 　　“跟我走一趟吧，没有电磁炉，要现买炉子还有锅，我一个人拿不下。”林晚星微微仰头，对王法说。 　　王法低着头，夕阳下，他的眉目都很柔和。 　　“可以。”王法说。 　　林晚星放下心来，往楼梯口走去。 　　“我也想吃手剥虾仁做的虾滑。”青年悠扬的声音从背后传来。 　　林晚星停下脚步。 　　果然什么不符合年龄的沉郁，都是她对帅哥抽烟的不恰当幻想！
Chapter 42 Judgment 42 Judgment The field was the deafening cheers of the students, the grass and trees trembled, and the water in the water bottle cheered at the goal.　　Lin Wanxing's hand was gently placed on her chest, and she felt the violent beating of her heart.　　Incredible.　　Cheers swept across the pitch and across distant fields, and time seemed to go back to the night a few days ago.　　It was a stadium next to the old new village.　　Just after a long run, Lin Wanxing felt like she had died. Lying on the lawn of the pitch at night, when her heart was beating faster than it is now, she made a request to Wang Fa to give a football lesson to the students. But what she didn't tell the students was the second half of the story.　　"I have requirements for the content of the course." Lin Wanxing remembers saying this, "This is probably their last game, and I want them to focus on a specific task in football training, and do the kind of thing that pays off with hard work." 　　The "Tactic No. 1" arranged by Wang Fa is such a product.　　Lin Wanxing's idea was simple at that time.　　The boys want to win and are afraid of losing, and the meaning of the game is completely turned into the product of the result. But in reality, whether it's football or what they say they want to do, the outcome is never the most important thing.　　The improvement of ability is the most important.　　She watched them practice every day, correct and cooperate, and try again and again; Watching them go from failing at first to being able to work together smoothly later, she thinks that what "Tactic One" brings is enough.　　She did think that the students might score goals in the game, but she never imagined that the real story was more wonderful than she imagined.　　With a Jedi counterattack and a surprise run, her students crossed three-quarters of the field, and only through the tacit cooperation of "Tactic One", they sent the football into the goal of a strong opponent!　　That's probably the beauty of football, where all the surprises and surprises are always beyond imagination.　　Incredible...... 　　Lin Wanxing took out her mobile phone, her fingertips trembling slightly. She sent the report to the man who hadn't heard her back for a day.　　We scored, it's 1:0 now.　　Lin Wanxing habitually put the phone back in his pocket, but this time, the phone vibrated slightly.　　In her unilateral chat record with Wang Fa, a line of replies finally appeared. In black on a white background, Wang Fa said: Sit down, relax, and enjoy the game.　　It sounds like Wang Fa has been watching them...... Lin Wanxing immediately looked around, but there was only a vast green space around the court, and there was no Wang Fa.　　"Did you really go to Yongchuan, did you peek at us somewhere? And how relaxed, we only scored one goal, and we didn't already win. She sent a voice message directly.　　A moment later, another punctuated text came.　　In the low-end game, the difference between the levels of the two sides is not large. In the end, it depends on the fighting spirit and self-confidence of the players. After scoring a goal, we will crush the opposition on both fronts. So, victory was destined to be ours.　　This text is very long, and when Lin Wanxing reads it, she seems to be able to hear Wang Fa's voice.　　The young man seemed to be wearing a peaked cap, and said in a calm but mocking tone beside her.　　While Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa were chatting, the students on the field had finished celebrating. They were back in the middle line and the game started again.　　The sound of the arena was suddenly noisy, Lin Wanxing came back to her senses and couldn't help but look at the LVGEM International coach's seat.　　There, the coach in a suit and leather shoes was frantically waving his arms, signaling the players to attack, attack, attack!　　But the more eager the attack, the more mistakes LVGEM made the most.　　On the contrary, the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School held the lead and appeared to be comfortable on the field. After all, they have been pressed for almost 80 minutes, and after leading 1-0, they don't care about those 10 more minutes.　　One side is impatient, the other side is patient.　　Every time Hongjing No. 8 Middle School cleared the siege, it took LVGEM International a minute to reorganize the attack.　　As Wang Fa said, after completing the first goal breakthrough, her students have surpassed their opponents in terms of fighting spirit and self-confidence.　　Time passed minute by minute, and the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School completely fell into a state of selfless play.　　Even Lin Wanxing forgot to reply to WeChat and fell into the same selfless state of watching the game.　　Until the referee's whistle is heard throughout the field.　　The steaming water makes the pitch seem to be burning, the sunlight penetrates the moisture, and there is a small but beautiful rainbow in the green background of the pitch.　　The score remained 1-0 until the end.　　When Lin Wanxing and the students took the bus back to No. 17 Wutong Road, Wang Fa had already returned.　　Lin Wanxing pushed open the iron door of the rooftop, and an inexplicable sense of emptiness came to her face.　　Behind her, there were the students who were scumbags. In front of her, Wang Fa sat in the sunset on the rooftop, his feet resting on the railing, looking at the distant court, the whole person seemed to be a thin silhouette, a kind of depression that did not fit his age.　　Maybe the weather was too good today, or maybe the great joy brought by the victory was in great contrast to the tranquility in front of him, Lin Wanxing felt that Wang Fa was not the same as usual.　　What's the difference?　　Feet swayed lightly on the edge of the rooftop, and a trace of cyan smoke rose in the yellow light of the setting sun.　　Wang Fa held a cigarette between his fingertips.　　The cyan smoke dispersed in the air, and there was a faint smell of tobacco in the air.　　Ah, I guess I smoked.　　Lin Wanxing thought silently.　　However, the tranquility of reality was quickly dispersed by the excited shouts of the boys.　　The students were immersed in the joy of victory. When they saw Wang Fa, they immediately threw off their backpacks, rushed to Wang Fa, and began to talk about the game.　　When Wang Fa saw them, he extinguished the cigarette, and when he turned around, he had returned to his usual lazy and leisurely appearance, he changed his direction, his eyebrows and eyes were particularly deep in the shadow of the setting sun, and he bowed his head slightly, listening to the students' speech.　　"We're going to break through them with a bang." Lin Lu excitedly rushed from one corner of the rooftop to the other, giving Wang Fa a "xiu" performance of football.　　"I really beat the water dogs, I was so crazy before the game!" Zheng Feiyang also danced with his eyebrows.　　The football team designated Chen Jianghe, a cool brother, and when he talked about LVGEM International's defensive loopholes, he was the first to say.　　"You don't even know the coach, in the end, the coach of LVGEM International High School has a green face." 　　"Yes, ah, my face is green, I grabbed our teacher's hand and asked for WeChat, and the teacher gave it back~" At this time, Qi Liang's voice floated in.　　Lin Wanxing was boiling water in the corner, but when she heard this, she immediately protested: "Why are you still attacking me!" Isn't this on behalf of our school to promote exchanges and cooperation with famous football schools? "Why do you want to communicate with your defeated men." Qin Ao said arrogantly.　　"Makes sense." Wang Fa agreed with the students' views.　　Qing Jun's gaze swept lightly.　　When Lin Wanxing was seen by him, he immediately felt like he was "caught".　　"I ......," she wanted to explain.　　"Delete it." Wang Fa said.　　“？？？” For the first time, Lin Wanxing was speechless.　　The cubs yelled for a while, and their energy seemed to be almost exhausted, and they ran into the house crookedly, some wanted water, and some lay directly on the sofa, urging her to buy vegetables.　　"I want mandarin ducks." 　　"The beef should be tender!" 　　"Chicken meatballs!" 　　"Don't ask too much!" When he heard that he had to peel the shrimp by hand to make the shrimp slippery, Lin Wanxing finally couldn't help it.　　Wang Fashi Shiran walked into the room, listened to the name of the dish with great interest, and finally asked, "Hot pot?" "Yes, before promising to win a reward for their hot pot. They refused to go to the store, they had to come to our place to eat on the rooftop. "Do you understand women?" Qin Ao was lying on the sofa, and suddenly shouted in his voice, "The new move needs to warm the house, we are helping you warm the house." "Yes teacher, I turned over the yellow calendar, closed the teacher's eight characters, and the new home should be fired today." Chikai interjected very seriously.　　"She doesn't even have a pot, so she definitely doesn't know how to cook." 　　"If you don't have a pot, you don't necessarily know how to cook, you may just be lazy." Qi Liang continued.　　The boys didn't finish talking, and Lin Wanxing listened to it with a big head.　　"Okay, okay, I'll go grocery shopping." Lin Wanxing directly pulled Wang Fa out of the room and locked the students' shouting in the room.　　"Come with me, there is no induction cooker, I want to buy a stove and a pot now, I can't take it alone." Lin Wanxing raised her head slightly and said to Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa lowered his head, and in the setting sun, his eyebrows were soft.　　"Yes." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing relieved herself and walked towards the staircase.　　"I also want to eat shrimp slippery made from hand-peeled shrimp." The melodious voice of the young man came from behind.　　Lin Wanxing stopped.　　Sure enough, whatever depression that does not fit her age is her inappropriate fantasy of handsome guys smoking!

第43章 虾滑 　　老居民区生活便利， 周边配置齐全。 　　说来也奇怪，明明城市发展日新月异，可总有些街区像被凝固住一样。如果在时间长卷中任意取下一帧， 十年前与十年后并无差异。 　　林晚星熟门熟路， 带王法走进超市。 　　超市名叫“美佳”。 　　林晚星记得，她幼儿园时美佳刚开业，每次牵着奶奶的手进超市，她都可以买到“珍宝珠”棒棒糖和草莓味的冰淇淋。 　　她对这里充满幼年期的美好回忆，以至于这次走进来，她反而有些不习惯。 　　地砖二十年未换， 晦暗碎裂，柜台也是许多年前的样子。收银台后的橱窗里码着各种香烟，需要用钥匙才能打开。 　　林晚星摸索着记忆里的位置， 领王法走到超市尽头。这里更暗， 如果不是卖水产的玻璃箱还矗立蒙尘， 她都怀疑自己记忆出现问题。 　　“我小时候这里有卖鱼虾的！”林晚星对王法说。 　　王法环视四周，低头问她：“多小？” 　　“呃……小……小学。”林晚星不好意思地说。 　　“那请问林老师上次进菜场是什么时候？” 　　林晚星想了下。她从初中开始住校， 到大学也一直在校，近期连寒暑假她都在系所实验室干活，长期食物来源是学校食堂。这么一回忆，她上次进菜场还要追溯到…… 　　“小学。”她只能承认。 　　“难怪。”王法露出点了然神情， 带她走出超市。 　　王法同志离开得颇为坚决，甚至无视她在背后提议要买点蘸料的要求。 　　林晚星：“那瓦斯炉呢，或者电磁炉，锅子！” 　　“菜场也有。”王法回头说。 　　林晚星赶忙跟了上去。 　　事实上， 王法虽然刚从国外回来， 却比她对附近生活更了如指掌。他会随意下楼买烟， 也熟悉这里街道的一切。 　　“你以前在过这儿住过吗？”林晚星跟着王法走进菜市场，很奇怪地问道。 　　“没有。” 　　“感觉你很熟这里啊。”林晚星说。 　　“最近比较闲，多逛了逛。”王法说。 　　他们那时已走进菜场，四周是傍晚集市的热闹景象，人流如织，摊贩都热情洋溢。 　　王法穿过蔬菜摊，下意识地从口袋里掏出根烟，打火机也拿在手上。回过神来发现她在身边，所以他只是咬着烟嘴，没有点着。 　　“怎么想到来我们宏景的？”林晚星问出心中疑惑，“感觉如果你要回国工作，好像还是去永川这种大城市比较好，我们宏景就明珠那个小俱乐部。” 　　“朋友建议。”王法说。 　　“哦。”林晚星本想顺着这话，问他今天去永川恒大试训情况如何。但看王法兴致始终不够高涨，想来可能试训遇挫，就没好意思再问下去。 　　林晚星一时犹豫，多想了点事。等她回过神来，发现自己莫名其妙被王法调动起来。 　　王法买菜也像个教练，指挥她先买蔬菜和粉丝，然后是各类火锅丸子，最后是虾。 　　他果然还是没忘了虾。 　　水产摊位前，空气里都是咕噜噜冒泡的声音。 　　王法让她只用买摊贩捞起刚挂没多久的基围虾，说做虾滑这就够用了。 　　“小夫妻会过日子的。”摊贩阿姨夸赞道。 　　林晚星当时正在研究基围虾死亡时间和新鲜程度的关系，并没反应过来。等她突然意识到要解释，王法破天荒地扫了二维码，领她去买下一家的东西。 　　林晚星提着大包小包，很震惊：“教练你会花钱了，良心发现了吗？” 　　“林老师误会了。” 　　王法视线扫来，林晚星立刻站定。 　　“男生付钱大部分情况不是因为良心发现。”他说。 　　“那是为什么，因为虾滑是你点的吗？” 　　“显然，我是因为男性尊严不想被说‘吃软饭’。” 　　林晚星点点头，觉得王法说得颇有道理。可为什么单独不想被卖虾的大婶认为再吃软饭呢？ 　　林晚星看着王法的背影，不明所以。 　　最后，王法同志也只买了那单基围虾。 　　林晚星和他把学生要求的东西一样不落买下，再回顶楼天台时，却没有一个人前来迎接。 　　天台上很安静，傍晚秋风拂过，整个空间与她临走前的热闹气氛完全不同。 　　林晚星放下手里的塑料袋，死去的虾子神经性地扑了下。 　　她侧耳倾听，除城市正常的底噪外，还有一声轻、一声重的呼噜声，从她房内传来。 　　林晚星推开点屋门，眼前是满地四丫八叉的男生。 　　秦敖的呼噜声震耳欲聋，林鹿的腿搭在他的肚子上。付新书趴在书桌前，陈江河占着沙发，床上、沙发上、地毯上……所有勉强能睡的地方都被学生占满。 　　他们看上去是真累了，双目轻闭，面容满足，每个人都睡得格外香甜。 　　林晚星看了一会儿，无奈地叹了口气。 　　她退出房间，夕阳的光柔和得仿若薄纱，天台气氛很好。 　　王法坐在遮阳伞下抽烟，林晚星也没打扰。她开始在水池边处理刚买的菜，毕竟教练点名要吃虾滑，括弧活虾手剥。 　　水流声哗哗作响，忽然她身边传来塑料椅接触地面的声音。林晚星转头，发现王法竟懒洋洋搬来一张椅子，就坐她旁边看。 　　青年神色慵懒。 　　“你能帮个忙吗？”林晚星给虾子冲水清洗。 　　“Sorry。”王法根本不听是什么，直接拒绝。 　　“不是让你干活，就让你给我查下怎么用手剥虾仁做虾滑！”林晚星在围裙上擦擦手，强调，“百度，百度！” 　　“哦，这个可以。” 　　王法果然就是不想剥虾，一听只用查东西，就迅速搜索而后把手机举到她面前。 　　页面上的内容很简短： 　　1.购买新鲜基围虾，剥虾壳后，抽去虾线。 　　2.取菜刀，用刀一点点切碎虾仁…… 　　林晚星用湿漉漉的手指沾着屏幕下划…… 　　水珠从屏幕上滑过。 　　她再抬头，恰好撞进王法饶有兴味的目光里。青年眼瞳颜色偏浅，眉眼轮廓又深邃，因此略带笑意的时候，会显得更加疏懒。 　　林晚星心跳漏了一拍。 　　“我看完了。”对着青年调笑的目光，林晚星立刻说道。 　　王法也没客气，他把手机揣回口袋，伴随“刺啦”一声轻响，王法开了罐他们刚买的可乐。他就这么坐在她身边，像看电视剧一样欣赏她剥虾。 　　越被观察，林晚星就告诉自己越要保持高手风范。 　　她硬着头皮抓起一只，虾子又神经性在她手里抽动了下。 　　好像刚才的步骤里没有教怎么剥虾的？ 　　林晚星开始对着基围虾结构思考，理论上来说，应该先去除虾头？但她实操了下，虾头立刻被她捏烂，那就是手法有问题？ 　　还有要去除虾线，这个要怎么掏？ 　　林晚星边思考边实操，很快，一只虾就在她手里变成了泥。 　　这时，她身边的人站了起来。一双指骨分明的手擦过她的手指，不由分说接替了她的工作。 　　林晚星还没来得及感受指尖的冰凉触感，王法就已经扯开虾头。 　　总之她也看不清那动作，一根虾线很顺利被取出。随后他左手抓住虾身，右手捏住虾尾，把虾尾一挤，虾仁自然而然跑了出来，右手是晶莹剔透的虾壳，左手是形状完美的虾仁，看着格外诱人。 　　林晚星看了看虾，看了看王法，然后又看了看虾，很狗腿开始鼓掌：“教练好厉害！太强啦！” 　　“还是不如林老师。”王法谦虚地道。 　　“啊？” 　　“毕竟我做不到像林老师一样，剥虾和虐待动物一样，如果您刚在欧洲这么处理基围虾，很可能得到动保协会的控告。”王法悠悠地说。 　　“……”果然不是什么好话。 　　虽然心里很想反击，但林晚星还是屈服于现实。她强迫自己脸上露出狗腿笑容，谄媚看着王法：“教练你怎么这么能干，虾都会剥。” 　　“因为我母亲有要求，男孩儿必须要会做饭，不然骗不到女孩。” 　　王法语气自然，低头认真处理虾线。他眼睫纤长，像只是在简单叙述家人嘱咐。 　　林晚星觉得她也不该多想，可莫名其妙地，有种快乐的期待。 　　莫名其妙地。 　　他们再没有说话，王法快速处理完虾仁，动作干净利索。 　　王法显然是教养良好的类型，他没再坐着喝可乐，而是洗菜、收拾桌面、二次清洗餐具，摆盘，一切做得井井有条，林晚星反而只需要跟着打下手。 　　火锅很快支起，配菜摆了满桌。 　　林晚星和王法对视一眼，决定不做一定得等孩子吃饭的家长。 　　瓦斯炉点燃，淡蓝色焰火随风轻漾。 　　鸳鸯锅逐渐开始咕噜咕噜冒热气，远处比刚才更暗了些，是属于晚餐时非常美好的天色。 　　一开始，他们谁都没有说话。可能是刚经历白天的热火朝天，忽然就想享受夜晚片刻的宁静。 　　底料沸腾，肥牛下锅，筷尖在沸腾汤底轻撞，林晚星冲着肥牛轻轻吹气，很满意吃了一大口。 　　“好好吃啊。”她感慨后又问王法，“国外吃火锅麻烦吗？” 　　对话就这样自然然而开始。 　　王法说以前有些麻烦，主要不够正宗，但现在好了许多。 　　林晚星则告诉王法，她奶奶是那种很矜贵的小老太太，喜欢亮丽的小皮鞋，不爱挑来挑去讨价还价，偏好确定的东西多过不确定的选择，因此喜欢去超市而非菜场。 　　美食话题继续，王法聊到伦敦的唐人街有一处全英国最好的粤菜供应商，藏于深巷，巷子里常年停着圾车，很多人都找不到。可偏偏那里的肠粉和烧鹅正宗无比。 　　肉片捞完，轮到虾滑。 　　这下，等待的时间又被拉长。 　　林晚星看着盖起的锅盖，水蒸气在上面凝结成雾，她抬头，问出了那个今天一直憋在心里的问题：“你今天去永川试训，还顺利吗？” 　　“恩。”王法喝了口可乐，答道。 　　“那你准备去……去永川恒大了吗？” 　　“是。” 　　回答仍轻描淡写。 　　虽然这也是林晚星预想中的结果，可听到王法亲口说来，感觉还是不同。 　　学生们的呼噜声还飘散在天台的夜色里，本来透明的虾滑渐成淡粉色。眼前火锅分明刚刚沸腾，瓦斯炉焰火颜色却冷了起来。 　　“那什么时候走？”过了段时间，林晚星问。 　　王法正在将白菜下入清汤锅，听到这个问题，他停顿了下，没立刻回答。 　　“你只考虑永川恒大吗？绿景国际不是也很强吗，你不去绿景看看，也不用急着做决定吧？” 　　见他犹疑，林晚星立刻说道。 　　理由都是她提前想好，只不过现在鼓足勇气一口气讲出来。 　　“过十一假期后，我就去永川。” 　　王法的回答很快打碎幻想，林晚星反应过来，也就是说，王法大约只能再呆两周了。 　　“好快啊。”她听到自己的声音里带着浓浓的失望和不舍。 　　“我不是加了绿景那位教练的微信嘛，要不再打探打探，也不急于一时，争取能多赚点？”林晚星收拾了下情绪，想再努力下。 　　“不会有更好的选择。”王法说。 　　林晚星大约知道这句话是说给她听的。 　　“为什么啊？”她问。 　　“因为他们实在给得太多了。”王法说。 　　“啊，给多少？”林晚星心头一颤，咬着筷子尖，试探着问道。 　　“1500万。”王法说。 　　林晚星猛地抬头。 　　“欧元。” 　　“多少？” 　　“1500万欧元，两年合约。”王法很平静地说。
Chapter 43 Shrimp Slip The old residential area has a convenient life and a complete surrounding configuration.　　Strange to say, the city is changing with each passing day, but there are always some neighborhoods that seem to be frozen. If you arbitrarily take a frame from a time-long scroll, there is no difference between 10 years ago and 10 years later.　　Lin Wanxing is familiar with the way, and took Wang Fa into the supermarket.　　The supermarket is called "Mega".　　Lin Wanxing remembers that when she first opened in kindergarten, Meijia could buy "Chupa Chup" lollipops and strawberry-flavored ice cream every time she took her grandmother's hand to the supermarket.　　She was full of fond memories of her childhood, so much so that she was a little unaccustomed to walking in this time.　　The floor tiles have not been replaced for 20 years, they are dark and broken, and the counter is the same as it was many years ago. There are various cigarettes stacked in the window behind the cash register, which can only be opened with a key.　　Lin Wanxing groped for the location in her memory, and led Wang Fa to the end of the supermarket. It was darker here, and if it weren't for the fact that the glass box that sold the seafood was still standing in the dust, she would have suspected that there was something wrong with her memory.　　"When I was a kid, there were fish and shrimp sellers here!" Lin Wanxing said to Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa looked around, lowered his head and asked her, "How small?" "Ugh...... Small...... Elementary school. Lin Wanxing said embarrassedly.　　"Then when was the last time Mr. Lin entered the vegetable market?" 　　Lin Wanxing thought for a moment. She has been living on campus since junior high school, and has been on campus since university, and recently she has been working in the department's laboratory during the winter and summer vacations, and her long-term food source is the school cafeteria. With such a memory, the last time she entered the vegetable market was back to ...... 　　"Elementary school." She could only admit it.　　"No wonder." Wang Fa showed a little expression and took her out of the supermarket.　　Comrade Wang Fa left quite resolutely, even ignoring her request to buy some dipping sauce behind her back.　　Lin Wanxing: "What about the gas stove, or the induction cooker, the pot!" "There are also vegetable farms." Wang Fa turned around and said.　　Lin Wanxing hurriedly followed.　　In fact, although Wang Fa had just returned from abroad, she knew more about life in the neighborhood than she did. He'd go downstairs to buy cigarettes at will, and he knew everything about the streets.　　"Have you lived here before?" Lin Wanxing followed Wang Fa into the vegetable market and asked very strangely.　　"Nope." 　　"I feel like you're familiar with this place." Lin Wanxing said.　　"I've been more idle lately, so I've been shopping more." Wang Fa said.　　At that time, they had already entered the vegetable market, surrounded by the bustling scene of the evening market, which was full of people and enthusiastic vendors.　　Wang Fa walked through the vegetable stall and subconsciously took out a cigarette from his pocket, and held the lighter in his hand. When he came back to his senses, he found that she was around, so he just bit the cigarette holder and didn't light it.　　"How did you come up with the idea of coming to our grand view?" Lin Wanxing asked the doubts in her heart, "I feel that if you want to return to China to work, it seems that it is better to go to a big city like Yongchuan, and our Hongjing is the small club of the pearl." "Friend suggests." Wang Fa said.　　"Oh." Lin Wanxing wanted to follow this and ask him how he went to Yongchuan Evergrande for a trial today. But seeing that Wang Fa's interest was never high enough, he thought that the trial might be frustrated, so he was embarrassed to ask further.　　Lin Wanxing hesitated for a moment and thought about something more. When she came back to her senses, she found that she was inexplicably mobilized by Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa is also like a coach when buying vegetables, directing her to buy vegetables and vermicelli first, then all kinds of hot pot meatballs, and finally shrimp.　　He really didn't forget about the shrimp.　　In front of the fish stall, the air is filled with the sound of gurgling and bubbling.　　Wang Fa asked her to only buy a vendor to pick up the Jiwei shrimp that had just hung for a long time, saying that it was enough to make shrimp slippery.　　"Little couples will get by." Aunt Vendor praised.　　Lin Wanxing was studying the relationship between the time of death and the freshness of Jiwei shrimp at that time, but did not react. When she suddenly realized that she wanted to explain, Wang Fa scanned the QR code for the first time and led her to buy something from the next family.　　Lin Wanxing was carrying a large bag and a small bag, and was shocked: "Coach, you will spend money, has your conscience found out?" "Teacher Lin misunderstood." 　　Wang Fa's gaze swept over, and Lin Wanxing immediately stood still.　　"Most of the time boys don't pay because of conscience." He said.　　"Why, because you ordered the shrimp slip?" 　　"Obviously, I don't want to be said to 'eat soft rice' because of male dignity." 　　Lin Wanxing nodded, feeling that Wang Fa was quite reasonable. But why don't you want to be thought of by the aunt who sells shrimp to eat soft rice again?　　Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa's back, not knowing why.　　In the end, Comrade Wang Fa only bought the single Jiwei shrimp.　　Lin Wanxing bought the same things as the students asked for by him, and when he returned to the rooftop of the top floor, no one came to greet him.　　It was quiet on the rooftop, and the autumn breeze blew in the evening, and the whole space was completely different from the lively atmosphere before she left.　　Lin Wanxing put down the plastic bag in his hand, and the dead shrimp pounced nervously.　　She listened intently, and in addition to the normal noise of the city, there was a soft, heavy snoring sound coming from her room.　　Lin Wanxing pushed open the door of the house, and there were boys all over the ground in front of her.　　Qin Ao's snoring was deafening, and Lin Lu's legs rested on his stomach. Fu Xinshu was lying in front of the desk, and Chen Jianghe occupied the sofa, on the bed, on the sofa, and on the carpet...... All the barely sleepable places were occupied by students.　　They looked really tired, their eyes were closed, their faces were content, and everyone slept soundly.　　Lin Wanxing looked at it for a while and sighed helplessly.　　She exited the room, the light of the setting sun was soft like a tulle, and the atmosphere on the rooftop was very good.　　Wang Fa sat under the parasol and smoked, and Lin Wanxing didn't bother.She began to process the vegetables she had just bought by the pool, after all, the coach ordered to eat shrimp slippery, bracket live shrimp hand-peeled.　　The sound of the water rattling, and suddenly there was the sound of a plastic chair touching the ground next to her. Lin Wanxing turned her head and found that Wang Fa had lazily brought a chair and sat next to her to watch.　　The young man looked lazy.　　"Can you do me a favor?" Lin Wanxing flushed the shrimp and cleaned it.　　“Sorry。” Wang Fa didn't listen to what it was at all, and directly refused.　　"It's not for you to work, just let you show me how to peel shrimp by hand to make shrimp slip!" Lin Wanxing wiped her hands on her apron and emphasized, "Baidu, Baidu!" "Oh, this one does." 　　Wang Fa really didn't want to peel the shrimp, so when he heard that he only needed to check things, he quickly searched and then held up the mobile phone in front of her.　　The content on the page is very short: 1. Buy fresh Jiwei shrimp, peel the shrimp shell, and remove the shrimp line.　　2. Take a kitchen knife and chop the shrimp little by little with the knife...... 　　Lin Wanxing swiped down the screen with her wet fingers...... 　　Water droplets slide across the screen.　　She looked up again, just in time to bump into Wang Fa's intriguing gaze. Young people's pupils are lighter in color, and the eyebrows and eyes are contoured, so when you smile slightly, you will look more lazy.　　Lin Wanxing's heartbeat missed a beat.　　"I'm done." Facing the young man's sneering gaze, Lin Wanxing immediately said.　　Wang Fa was not polite, he put the phone back in his pocket, and with a soft "stab" sound, Wang Fa opened the can of Coke they had just bought. He just sat next to her and watched her peel shrimp like watching a TV series.　　The more she was observed, the more Lin Wanxing told herself that she had to maintain a master's demeanor.　　She grabbed one, and the shrimp twitched nervously in her hand.　　It seems that there is no teaching how to peel shrimp in the steps just now?　　Lin Wanxing began to think about the structure of Jiwei shrimp, theoretically speaking, should the shrimp head be removed first? But when she actually operated it, the shrimp head was immediately pinched by her, that is, there is a problem with the technique?　　And to remove the shrimp line, how to dig this?　　Lin Wanxing was thinking and practicing at the same time, and soon, a shrimp turned into mud in her hands.　　At this moment, the person next to her stood up. A pair of finger-bony hands brushed her fingers, and involuntarily took over her work.　　Before Lin Wanxing could feel the cold touch of his fingertips, Wang Fa had already ripped off the shrimp head.　　Anyway, she couldn't see the action clearly, and a shrimp line was taken out smoothly. Then he grabbed the shrimp body with his left hand, pinched the shrimp tail with his right hand, squeezed the shrimp tail, and the shrimp naturally ran out, the right hand is a crystal clear shrimp shell, and the left hand is a perfectly shaped shrimp, which looks particularly attractive.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the shrimp, looked at Wang Fa, and then looked at the shrimp, and began to applaud: "The coach is so powerful!" It's too strong! "It's still not as good as Teacher Lin." Wang Fa said modestly.　　"Huh?" 　　"After all, I can't do the same as Mr. Lin, peeling shrimp and abusing animals, if you just dealt with Jiwei shrimp in Europe, you are likely to be sued by the Animal Protection Association." Wang Fa said leisurely.　　"......" is really not a good word.　　Although she wanted to fight back, Lin Wanxing still succumbed to reality. She forced herself to show a dog-legged smile on her face, and looked at Wang Fa flatteringly: "Coach, why are you so capable, you can peel shrimp." "Because my mother demanded that the boy must be able to cook, otherwise he would not be able to fool the girl." 　　Wang had a natural tone and lowered his head to seriously handle the shrimp line. His eyelashes were long, as if he were simply recounting his family's instructions.　　Lin Wanxing felt that she shouldn't think about it, but inexplicably, there was a kind of happy expectation.　　Inexplicably.　　They didn't speak again, and Wang Fa quickly processed the shrimp with clean movements.　　Wang Fa is obviously a well-educated type, he didn't sit and drink Coke anymore, but washed the dishes, cleaned the table, cleaned the tableware for the second time, and laid the plates, everything was done in an orderly manner, but Lin Wanxing only needed to follow.　　The hot pot was quickly erected, and the side dishes were placed on the table.　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa glanced at each other and decided not to be a parent who had to wait for their children to eat.　　The gas stove is lit, and the light blue fireworks ripple in the wind.　　The mandarin duck pot gradually began to gurgle and steam, and it was darker in the distance than just now, and it was a very beautiful day for dinner.　　At first, none of them spoke. It may be that you have just experienced the heat of the day, and suddenly you want to enjoy the peace of the night.　　The base was boiling, the fat cow was put into the pot, the tips of the chopsticks were lightly bumping at the bottom of the boiling soup, Lin Wanxing blew lightly at the fat cow, and ate a big bite with satisfaction.　　"It's delicious." After she sighed, she asked Wang Fa, "Is it troublesome to eat hot pot abroad?" And so the conversation began.　　Wang Fa said that there was some trouble in the past, mainly because it was not authentic, but now it is much better.　　Lin Wanxing told Wang Fa that her grandmother is a very noble little old lady, who likes bright little leather shoes, does not like to pick and choose to bargain, and prefers certain things more than uncertain choices, so she likes to go to the supermarket rather than the vegetable market.　　The topic of food continued, and Wang Fa talked about the best Cantonese food supplier in the UK in London's Chinatown, hidden in a deep alley, where garbage trucks are parked all year round, and many people can't find it. But the rice rolls and roast goose there are very authentic.　　After the meat slices are fished, it is the turn of the shrimp to slip.　　Now, the waiting time is stretched again.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the lid of the pot, the water vapor condensed into a mist on it, she raised her head and asked the question that had been holding in her heart today: "You went to Yongchuan for trial today, did it go well?" "Yes." Wang Fa took a sip of Coke and replied.　　"Then you're going to ...... Did you go to Yongchuan Evergrande? "Yes." 　　The answer is still an understatement.　　Although this is also the result that Lin Wanxing expected, when I heard Wang Fa say it in person, I still felt different.　　The snoring of the students still drifted into the night on the rooftop, and the originally transparent shrimp slippery gradually faded into a pale pink. The hot pot in front of me was clearly just boiling, but the color of the gas stove fireworks was cold.　　"When are you leaving?" After a while, Lin Wanxing asked.　　Wang Fa was putting the cabbage into the clear soup pot, and when he heard this question, he paused and did not answer immediately.　　"Do you only consider Yongchuan Evergrande? Isn't LVGEM International also very strong, you don't have to rush to make a decision if you don't go to LVGEM to have a look, right? Seeing his hesitation, Lin Wanxing immediately said.　　The reasons were all that she had thought about in advance, but now she mustered up the courage to say it in one breath.　　"After the eleventh holiday, I will go to Yongchuan." 　　Wang Fa's answer quickly shattered the illusion, and Lin Wanxing reacted, that is, Wang Fa could only stay for about two more weeks.　　"It's so fast." She heard her voice filled with disappointment and reluctance.　　"Didn't I add the WeChat of the coach of LVGEM, do you want to stop inquiring and probe, and I am not in a hurry to make more money?" Lin Wanxing cleaned up her emotions and wanted to work harder.　　"There won't be a better choice." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing probably knew that this sentence was meant for her.　　"Why?" She asked.　　"Because they're giving too much." Wang Fa said.　　"Ah, how much?" Lin Wanxing's heart trembled, biting the tip of her chopsticks, and asked tentatively.　　"15 million." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing raised her head suddenly.　　"Euros." 　　"How much?" 　　"15 million euros, two-year contract." Wang Fa said very calmly.

第44章 薪酬 　　那是林晚星第一次对王法说“我很值”有了具体概念。 　　金钱是这样的东西， 给许多模糊事物以具体。 　　就像一排货架，什么货品唾手可得，什么需踮脚勾到， 什么又高高在上？它们分门别类， 清清楚楚。 　　“好多钱啊。”林晚星感慨，用筷子捞起火锅里的虾滑，夹了两次，都没成功。 　　这时，一支漏勺从旁插入，帮她捞起虾滑。 　　林晚星抬头， 王法很自然地把虾滑放到她碗中。随后他收回手，金属漏勺与瓷器发出“叮”地一声轻响。 　　林晚星很清楚，当王法说出他两年合约金额时， 就在明确拒绝留教宏景八中。 　　“其实我不理解。”她想了下， 还是说， “如果要换工作，你为什么不留在国外呢， 国外足球市场更繁荣。无论是出于热爱还是个人发展，好像还是你原先走的路比较好。” 　　此时天已完全黑了，天台只有挂在檐廊下的两盏灯开着。灯光昏黄，汤底沸腾， 白色烟雾袅袅，四周静谧无边。 　　王法像没想到她会这么问，他斜依在塑料椅上，眉眼轮廓在昏暗阴影中棱角分明。他用手指握着可乐罐转了一圈， 然后抬眼：“林老师好像把我当你学生了。” 　　这话显得淡漠， 在暗指她想干预他的人生， 但林晚星听完，反而笑了。 　　“话术很有水平啊教练。”她托腮看他，“不想让我问下去，所以假装不熟，对吗？” 　　王法很明显愣了下。 　　林晚星拿起漏勺，也趁机给他捞了勺虾滑：“我的学生，可比你好搞很多。” 　　“你是学什么的？”王法忽然问。 　　“啊？”林晚星也不知话题怎么突然变了。 　　“我是问，你大学学的什么。” 　　“本科是应用心理，硕士选了教育心理学方向。”林晚星诚实答道。 　　“难怪。” 　　王法说到这里，又停下来。林晚星不知他怎么想问这个。 　　她刚要开口，王法却竖着手指贴近嘴唇，示意她先不要说话。 　　“啊？”林晚星也不由得小声起来。 　　王法指了指自己的耳朵。 　　侧耳倾听。 　　近处瓦斯炉火火焰燃烧发出“嘶嘶”声，火锅汤咕噜咕噜冒泡，更远处是城市夜晚暗哑的底噪。车辆压过马路，不知哪家小狗狠狠“汪”了一声，叫声刺破夜空。 　　夜里很静，是静过了头。 　　原来不知从何时开始，天台上已没有了此起彼伏的“呼噜”声。 　　林晚星推开椅子，轻轻站起，选了条不会被房间里人看到的线路，往她屋子那儿走去。 　　她握住把手，推开门。 　　黑黢黢的房间里，是一双双明显受惊了的眼。他们目光齐刷刷看着她，像被捉到的贼似的。 　　本来在睡觉的学生们不知何时醒了， 　　祁亮僵坐在地，陈江河姿势诡异，付新书咬住嘴唇，脸上有书桌的压痕。 　　“靠，吓人！” 　　终于还是秦敖喊了一声，打破僵持。 　　“怎么醒了？”林晚星笑。 　　“就，不知道谁踹了我一脚，就醒了。”冯锁答。 　　“老师你干嘛，进来不敲门吗？” 　　“对啊对啊，吓死人了！” 　　“把我们都吵醒了！” 　　男生们又开始嚷嚷。 　　林晚星反而笑了：“首先，这是我家，我进来不是很正常吗？然后……你们不饿吗？” 　　男生们像那种学校门口地摊上常出现的弹簧小玩具，一个个从地上、沙发上弹起来，冲向屋外。 　　他们边跑边喊，假装刚才无事发生：“好饿好饿好饿！” 　　“老师你和教练偷吃了，也不喊我们！” 　　“故意的，阴险的成年人！” 　　学生们一个接一个冲向餐桌，争先恐后抢夺塑料碗和筷子。 　　只有祁亮最聪明，他先慢悠悠控制住漏勺。等其他学生们纷纷下筷却搞不定的时候，一支漏勺就这么慢悠悠伸进火锅汤里，捞起一大坨肥牛。 　　“好恶心啊！” 　　“艹。” 　　过了会儿，其他男生们才清醒过来，被这种操作震惊到了。 　　年轻男孩子确实恢复很快，明明几个小时前还累成死狗，小睡一会儿就元气十足。他们嫌坐着不好下菜捞菜，于是都站在桌子四周，围着火锅，以风卷残云的速度扫荡着桌上的剩菜。 　　林晚星端着可乐，和王法站在天台栏杆旁。晚风吹在身上，远处庞大球场笼罩在城市夜色中。 　　学生们明明在抢火锅，实际上却吃得心不在焉。他们边竖着耳朵，尽量压低一切动作声音，生怕错过他们讲话。 　　林晚星观察着鬼鬼祟祟的学生，觉得有趣。 　　终于，在大部分人都打过饱嗝后，林晚星“咳咳”两声，清清嗓子。 　　果然，男生们都脊背一凛，像那种被突然吓了一跳的小动物，转头警惕地看着她。 　　“怎么了？”林晚星也打了个嗝。 　　“你干嘛没事清嗓子？”陈江河问。 　　“清嗓子不行吗？”林晚星讶异。 　　“你想说啥就说，别扭扭捏捏！” 　　“就是就是。” 　　林晚星看了眼王法，青年举着空可乐罐，这会儿一脸无辜：“可以吗？” 　　王法：“我没问题。” 　　林晚星点点头，看向学生们：“我其实没什么想说的，但如果你们有什么想问的，现在可以按序、畅所欲言了。”她对抢火锅的学生们说。 　　男生们一开始捧着碗都懵了，可能进食后的确会让人思维迟钝。过了会儿，他们才清醒过来，先互相瞅着，随后才意识到是让他们问问题。 　　眼看一群人马上要发动开始吵吵，林晚星说：“一个个来，从左到右。” 　　左一是林鹿，比较没心眼，脱口而出道：“教练你真要去永川恒大了吗？” 　　王法：“是。” 　　秦敖猛一拍林鹿的肩：“你这不废话吗，还暴露刚我们偷听情报了！” 　　林鹿：“我什么都没说，我没暴露，你才暴露了！” 　　“那我们怎么办？”秦敖问。 　　“你难道不该问，我们老师怎么办？”祁亮冷冷地说。 　　“我之前就说过，我只是临时凑个数。”王法说。 　　“所以你确定要走了吗？”陈江河直截了当问道。 　　“没错。”王法说。 　　“你真要去永川恒大俱乐部？” 　　“做主教练还是管青训？” 　　“主教练。” 　　“他们为什么找你？” 　　“因为他们很清楚我的能力点在那里。可能我做主教练暂时还没那么出名，但我擅长挑选10岁以下的好苗子，然后把他们培养到18岁。你知道这意味着什么吗？买我，等于买一支球队的未来。” 　　他站在黑夜里，目光沉静。本来这话任何一个年轻人来讲，都显得在自吹自擂，可王法始终从容不迫，有强大的自信和令人信服的完美气场。 　　他在这行浸淫许久，有很完整的一套说法，解释工作易如反掌。 　　而当他越具体回答学生们的问题，他要走这件事也变得越真实。 　　林晚星想了下，努力想让学生们高兴一点，“王法同志十一以后才走，还有两个礼拜呢。” 　　学生们满脑子都是比赛的事情，不由得嘀咕起来。 　　“两个礼拜也不顶用啊。” 　　“两个礼拜我们也练不了什么东西。” 　　“还不知道正赛什么时候开。” 　　“两个礼拜，教练在的话，也会教你们点小套路啊。”林晚星宽慰道。 　　或许是这么多天来朝夕相伴，王法永远会出现在看台的身影，让学生们有了教练总会陪着他们的感觉。而日常训练中，王法又专业能力过硬，也令他们从心理上更依赖王法。 　　以至于当王法清楚阐述他要离开的事实后，学生们又开始动摇了。 　　“那我们以后的比赛怎么办？” 　　“哎……” 　　“对啊，我们直接考个大学不香吗？” 　　“早就说别踢了，还不如进厂拧螺丝呢。” 　　“踢球不如拧螺丝，读书比拧螺丝强点。” 　　他们你一言我一语，显得纠结而茫然。仿佛原来有充沛的力量，现在一下被抽去支柱，突然不知所措起来。 　　林晚星平静地听着他们说的每一句话。 　　“我有个问题。”在最后，林晚星举起了手，“如果教练不在，你们就不踢球的话。那我不在，你们还会认真学习吗？” 　　男生们都安静下来。 　　夜晚的天台上，林晚星说：“如果这个答案是否定的，那请问你们，就没什么自己真正想做的事吗？”
Chapter 44 Salary That was the first time Lin Wanxing said to Wang Fa, "I am worth it", and had a specific concept.　　Money is something that gives concreteness to a lot of vague things.　　It's like a row of shelves, what is at your fingertips, what needs to be ticked to tiptoe, and what is high? They are categorized and clear.　　"That's a lot of money." Lin Wanxing sighed with emotion, scooped up the shrimp slip in the hot pot with chopsticks, and clamped it twice, but it was unsuccessful.　　At this time, a colander was inserted from the side to help her pick up the shrimp slip.　　Lin Wanxing looked up, and Wang Fa naturally slid the shrimp into her bowl. Then he withdrew his hand, and the metal colander and the porcelain made a soft "ding" sound.　　Lin Wanxing knew very well that when Wang Fa said the amount of his two-year contract, he clearly refused to study at Hongjing No. 8 Middle School.　　"Actually, I don't understand." She thought about it for a moment, and said, "If you're going to change jobs, why don't you stay abroad, because the football market is more prosperous." Whether it's out of love or personal development, it seems that the path you used to take is better. By this time it was completely dark, and only the two lights hanging under the eaves were on the rooftop. The lights are dim, the soup base is boiling, white smoke curls up, and the surroundings are silent.　　Wang Faxiang didn't expect her to ask such a question, he leaned back in the plastic chair, his eyebrows and eyes angular in the dim shadows. He held the Coke can in his fingers and turned around, then raised his eyes: "Mr. Lin seems to treat me as your student." These words seemed indifferent, implying that she wanted to intervene in his life, but Lin Wanxing smiled instead after hearing it.　　"The speech skills are very level, coach." She tilted her cheeks to look at him, "You don't want me to ask, so you pretend to be unfamiliar, right?" Wang Fa was obviously stunned.　　Lin Wanxing picked up the colander and took the opportunity to scoop up a spoonful of shrimp slip for him: "My student, it's much better than you." "What did you study?" Wang Fa suddenly asked.　　"Huh?" Lin Wanxing didn't know why the topic suddenly changed.　　"I'm asking, what did you study in college?" 　　"I chose applied psychology for my bachelor's degree, and I chose educational psychology for my master's degree." Lin Wanxing replied honestly.　　"No wonder." 　　Wang Fa said this, and stopped again. Lin Wanxing didn't know why he wanted to ask this.　　She was about to speak, but Wang Fa put his finger close to her lips and motioned for her not to speak yet.　　"Huh?" Lin Wanxing couldn't help but whisper.　　Wang Fa pointed to his ear.　　Lend an hear.　　Nearby, the flames of gas stoves burn and make a "hissing" sound, the hot pot soup gurgles and bubbles, and in the distance is the dark noise of the city at night. The vehicle pressed across the road, and I don't know which dog screamed fiercely, and the bark pierced the night sky.　　The night was quiet, it was too quiet.　　It turned out that I don't know when it began, and there was no more "purring" sound on the rooftop.　　Lin Wanxing pushed away the chair, stood up gently, chose a route that would not be seen by the people in the room, and walked to her room.　　She grabbed the handle and pushed the door open.　　In the dark room, there were a pair of eyes that were obviously frightened. They looked at her like thieves had been caught.　　The students who were sleeping didn't know when they woke up, Qi Liang sat stiffly on the ground, Chen Jianghe had a strange posture, Fu Xinshu bit his lip, and there were desk indentations on his face.　　"Damn, scary!" 　　Finally, Qin Ao shouted and broke the deadlock.　　"Why did you wake up?" Lin Wanxing smiled.　　"Just, I don't know who kicked me, and I woke up." Feng Suo replied.　　"Teacher, why are you not knocking when you come in?" 　　"Yes, yes, it's scared to death!" 　　"Woke us up!" 　　The boys started yelling again.　　Lin Wanxing smiled instead: "First of all, this is my house, isn't it normal for me to come in?" And then...... Aren't you hungry? The boys bounced off the ground and sofa one by one and rushed out of the house, like the little spring toys that often appear on the stalls in front of the school.　　They ran and shouted, pretending nothing had happened: "Hungry, hungry, hungry!" "Teacher, you and the coach ate secretly, and you don't call us!" 　　"Deliberate, insidious adults!" 　　One by one, students rushed to the table, scrambling to grab plastic bowls and chopsticks.　　Only Qi Liang was the smartest, and he slowly controlled the colander first. When the other students put down their chopsticks but couldn't figure it out, a colander slowly reached into the hot pot soup and scooped up a large lump of fat cow.　　"It's disgusting!" 　　"." 　　After a while, the other boys came to their senses and were shocked by this operation.　　The young boy did recover quickly, and he was tired like a dead dog a few hours ago, and he was full of energy after a nap. They didn't think it was easy to sit and pick up vegetables, so they all stood around the table, surrounded the hot pot, and swept the leftovers on the table at the speed of the wind and clouds.　　Lin Wanxing held a Coke and stood by the railing of the rooftop with Wang Fa. The evening breeze blows on you, and the huge stadium in the distance is shrouded in the city night.　　The students were obviously grabbing hot pot, but in fact they were eating absent-mindedly. They pricked up their ears and tried to keep all movements as low as possible, for fear of missing their speech.　　Lin Wanxing observed the sneaky students and found it interesting.　　Finally, after most people had had a full hiccups, Lin Wanxing "coughed" twice and cleared her throat.　　Sure enough, the boys all had their backs on their backs, like the kind of little animals that were suddenly startled, and turned their heads to look at her vigilantly.　　"What's wrong?" Lin Wanxing also hiccuped.　　"Why are you clearing your throat all the time?" Chen Jianghe asked.　　"Isn't it okay to clear your throat?" Lin Wanxing was surprised.　　"Say whatever you want, don't be awkward!" 　　"That's it.Lin Wanxing glanced at Wang Fa, and the young man was holding an empty Coke can, looking innocent at this time: "Is it okay?" Wang Fa: "I'm fine. Lin Wanxing nodded and looked at the students: "I don't actually have anything to say, but if you have anything you want to ask, you can talk freely in order now." She said to the students who grabbed the hot pot.　　The boys were stunned at first holding the bowl, and it may indeed make people think sluggishly after eating. After a while, they came to their senses, looked at each other, and then realized that they had asked them to ask questions.　　Seeing that a group of people were about to start arguing, Lin Wanxing said: "Come one by one, from left to right." The first one on the left is Lin Lu, who is relatively careless, and blurted out: "Coach, are you really going to Yongchuan Evergrande?" Wang Fa: "Yes." Qin Ao slapped Lin Lu on the shoulder: "Aren't you talking nonsense, it was also revealed that we had just eavesdropped on the information!" Lin Lu: "I didn't say anything, I didn't expose it, you were exposed!" "So what do we do?" Qin Ao asked.　　"Shouldn't you ask, what about our teachers?" Qi Liang said coldly.　　"As I said before, I'm just making up the numbers on the fly." Wang Fa said.　　"So you're sure you're leaving?" Chen Jianghe asked bluntly.　　"That's right." Wang Fa said.　　"Are you really going to Yongchuan Evergrande Club?" 　　"Head coach or youth management?" 　　"Head coach." 　　"Why are they looking for you?" 　　"Because they know very well where my abilities are. Maybe I'm not that well-known as a head coach for the time being, but I'm good at picking good seedlings under the age of 10 and then raising them until they are 18 years old. Do you know what that means? Buying me is buying the future of a team. He stood in the darkness with a calm gaze. Originally, any young man would seem to be boasting about this, but Wang Fa has always been calm, with strong self-confidence and a convincing perfect aura.　　He has been immersed in this business for a long time, and he has a very complete set of explanations, and it is easy to explain the work.　　And the more specifically he answered the students' questions, the more real it became that he was leaving.　　Lin Wanxing thought for a while, trying to make the students happy, "Comrade Wang Fa will leave after eleven, and there are still two weeks." The students' minds were full of competitions and they couldn't help but mutter.　　"Two weeks won't work." 　　"We can't practice anything for two weeks." 　　"I don't know when the main race will start." 　　"Two weeks, if the coach is here, he will also teach you some little routines." Lin Wanxing said with relief.　　Perhaps it is because of so many days and nights, Wang Fa will always appear in the stands, so that the students have the feeling that the coach will always accompany them. In daily training, Wang Fa has excellent professional ability, which also makes them more psychologically dependent on Wang Fa.　　So much so that when Wang Fa made it clear that he was leaving, the students began to waver again.　　"And what about our future games?" 　　"Hey......" 　　"That's right, isn't it nice for us to go directly to a university?" 　　"I said a long time ago not to kick it, it's better to go into the factory and screw it." 　　"It's better to play football than to turn a screw, and reading is better than screwing." 　　They looked entangled and dazed. It was as if there was plenty of power, but now the pillars were taken out of the sudden, and I suddenly became overwhelmed.　　Lin Wanxing calmly listened to every word they said.　　"I have a question." At the end, Lin Wanxing raised her hand, "If the coach is not there, you won't play." Then I'm not here, will you still study hard? The boys all fell silent.　　On the rooftop at night, Lin Wanxing said: "If this answer is no, then may I ask you, don't you really want to do anything?" ”

第45章 100件 　　45 100件 　　夜风呼呼吹着， 瓦斯炉关掉后，天台也没有了刚才热火朝天的气氛。 　　男生们一开始都没讲话，或许是被问住， 也可能是在想要怎么回怼比较好。 　　“老师， 你是不是要开始讲课了！”陈江河问。 　　“要教育我们了吗，你果然忍不住了！”秦敖说。 　　“想混吃等死算吗？”祁亮懒洋洋地举手。 　　“混吃等死当然算啊。”林晚星笑道。 　　“这都算，那我想吃南翔小笼也算吗？” 　　“可以，但小笼还是熙盛源的好吧？”林晚星说。 　　“甜包子狗都不吃！”郑飞扬怒斥。 　　男生们你一言我一语又聊开了。 　　林晚星就靠着栏杆，安静地听他们聊天。发绳松散，风吹起她的发丝。 　　直到某一时刻， 不知谁没有接下谁的话，天台出现短暂停顿的空档，夜空明月低垂， 林晚星还是安静地看着他们。 　　“老师你想啥呢？”陈卫东忍不住问。 　　“我是在想， 你们是否还想聊聊这个话题， 我是说关于‘想做什么’这个话题。”她说。 　　“怎么聊，我们就不是能聊这些东西的料。” 　　“对啊， 想做的事情也太多了，聊这些有什么意义吗？” 　　“很多吗？”林晚星若有所思，好奇地问。 　　“当然多，你不是说想吃什么也算吗？” 　　“对啊。” 　　“那真有数不清的事情啊！”林鹿快乐地拔高音量。 　　“是嘛， 这我就放心了。”林晚星很高兴地往自己房间走，不多时，她又返回天台餐桌边，手里拿着一本草稿本， 口袋里则鼓鼓囊囊， 是一把颜色各异的笔。 　　林晚星天台边沿的扶手旁， 很随意地将簿本放在栏杆上，摊开。 　　她面朝着广阔球场，“刺啦”一声，撕下第一张空白纸。 　　学生们都看呆了。 　　然后是第二张、第三张…… 　　晚风吹拂，带着淡蓝色横线的稿纸在夜空中猎猎飞扬。 　　林晚星终于撕到足够的页数，她齐整了下手上的稿纸，回过头，来到学生们面前。 　　在一群男生呆滞的目光中，她从左往右，给每人手里发了张纸。 　　“干……干嘛？”秦敖怔愣。 　　“写下来。”林晚星说。 　　“什么？” 　　“把你们未来想要做的事，都写下来。”林晚星边说，边从裤兜里把那把五颜六色的笔拿出来。她从右往左，继续发了圈笔。 　　男生们拿着纸笔，呆滞站立。 　　过了会儿，他们才慢慢清醒了点：“你要我们写下来？” 　　“开什么玩笑，有必要吗？” 　　“我没有开玩笑。”林晚星站在他们面前，很认真地说，“你们不是讲有很多未来想做的事，写一些，不难吧？” 　　男生们的脸在夜色里显得有些黝黑，他们露出困惑神色，低头看向手里的白色稿纸。 　　林晚星说：“我上大学的时候，我们老师让我们写过100件想做的事儿，给你们降低点难度吧，我觉得写50件就可以。” 　　“就说我们脑袋空空呗？”祁亮忽然开口。 　　“我不是这个意思，我是怕这张纸不够大，你们写不下。”林晚星说。 　　“我们写不下不会问你要？”秦敖忽然地道。 　　林晚星笑了：“也对。” 　　“那如果我不想写呢？”刺头陈江河同学突然问。 　　“那太好了，有人可以负责收拾桌子了！”林晚星很高兴地说。 　　此刻，天台上还弥漫着未散的火锅汤料味，夜里的风，有种自然的凉意。 　　林晚星缓缓说道：“不用太担心，你们如果不想写，也可以把纸和笔交给我，然后离开。但我觉得，这其实是个不错的机会，你们要不要试试，问一问自己呢？” 　　接下来的时间过得并不是很快。 　　起码对学生们来说，这是段很漫长的时光。 　　男生们开始有在犹豫，因此他们保持拿纸笔的“木头人”状态有一段时间。 　　然后，第一个人动了。 　　付新书拖了张椅子，坐到火锅桌边，推开一些调料碟，开始写字。 　　好像有第一个人占位以后，男生们就意识到要赶快行动起来，不然连写字的座位都抢不到了。 　　于是呼啦啦地，他们拖塑料椅的拖塑料椅，抢不到塑料椅地开始扒拉天台的砖堆，实在没地方的，就干脆席地而坐。 　　一开始的时候，他们每个人都写得很快。 　　毕竟可选择的范围太广，想去吃的、想去玩的、想拥有的…… 　　世界五彩斑斓，而他们又那么年轻，实在有太多事可做了。 　　祁亮很有个性地把“混吃等死”写在第一位。 　　秦敖则正好写到“想赚100万”。 　　林鹿保持了“想吃南翔小笼”的愿望。 　　而陈江河在写“想去温布尔登看场球。” 　　笔尖和纸摩擦，天台上有很小的沙沙声。林晚星转了一圈，来到王法身边。 　　教练从她和学生们聊天开始，就给自己找到了天台上唯一的躺椅。他既没抽烟，也没玩手机，只是闭着眼睛，躺在夜色中，仿佛睡着了。 　　林晚星从撕开的草稿纸里拿出一张，搁到躺椅的扶手上。 　　他没有睁开眼，睫毛投下一小片浓密阴影。 　　听他呼吸匀称。 　　林晚星又悄悄拿了支铅笔，压在草稿纸上。 　　就在这时，王法睁开了眼。 　　他们四目相对。 　　青年是浅瞳色的典型，鼻梁又高又挺，皮肤很白。以至于在这个朦胧夜色的瞬间里，林晚星怀疑他是不是有点混血。 　　这种问题是没由来的，毕竟女孩欣赏帅哥的心情也是没由来的。 　　林晚星笑着眨了下眼，示意他扶手上有纸笔。也没给王法说话的机会，她就转身离开了。 　　时间总是一开始过得很快，然后越来越慢。 　　写这100件事真正的困难，是从后面开始的。 　　在头脑风暴的随意书写后，面对接下来纸上的的大片空白，好像到了要再想想的时候。 　　林晚星翻了翻今天买的零食，拆了一袋上好佳栗米条，草莓味儿的。她站在栏杆旁，边吃，边观察学生们。 　　天台上的人现在分散极了。 　　有人在桌边，有人已经跑到屋子里，还有人靠着围栏沉思。甚至有人抓耳挠腮，试图偷看别人的写的东西。 　　林晚星立刻逮捕：“写自己的啊，那位同学注意一下了。” 　　“那我想不出来了啊！”刚探头就被逮捕的俞明同学说。 　　“那写满100项了吗？” 　　摇头。 　　“50呢？” 　　还是摇头。 　　“再想想吧……”林晚星说，“或许放大一下范围，比如你们未来想得到什么、想做什么、想从事什么行业，都可以写下来。” 　　“想上天也行吗？” 　　“我觉得没问题啊。”林晚星又说，“这是你们的未来，想象中的世界可以有一切瑰丽可能，但希望你们尽可能多想想，我到底要做什么。” 　　空气里静悄悄的，男生们又开始尽力再写点。有些胡编乱造，也有些认真思索。 　　分针又向前划去几格。 　　忽然，俞明四脚朝天，直接躺平在水泥地上，长啸一声：“我写不出来了！” 　　学生们也都接二连三放下笔， 　　这时，林鹿像实在忍不住似地开口：“老师，我跟你说实话吧，不是我们打击你的积极性啊！” 　　“啊？” 　　“类似你这种课，我们以前就上过，你不就是想让我们找到人生目标嘛！” 　　郑飞扬：“对，我们有心理健康课，还做过那个什么职业什么考试？” 　　林晚星倒不意外，现在高三的话，学校很自然有对于毕业生人生啊、目标啊、选择之类的指导课程。 　　“职业兴趣量表这种，MBTI？”林晚星饶有兴致地问，“那专业程度很高了啊。” 　　“我记不得了啊，反正很多题的。”林鹿说。 　　“哦，那你觉得，这种课有用吗？”林晚星问。 　　“要说实话吗？”林鹿弱弱地。 　　“说嘛。” 　　“我觉得没什么用。”林鹿拍拍胸口，“我们已经百毒不侵了，你懂吧，这些没用的。” 　　“对啊，很多东西就不切实际啊。”秦敖理直气壮地说，“小学老师让我说未来理想的时候，我还说想当科学家呢，那我是那块料吗？” 　　“如果我们想干嘛就能干嘛，想要什么就有，确实能上天了。”陈江河很冷漠地说。 　　“你们也这么觉得吗？”林晚星看向那些没发言的其他人。 　　学生们互相交换眼神，没人说话，最后，林晚星看向付新书。 　　“林老师。”付新书抿了抿唇，最后还是鼓起勇气般的说，“我们和你不一样，你肯定做什么事都很顺利，而我们，很多事都做不到的。就算写这么多，确实想的时候很开心，但很多事情是不可能做到的。” 　　大部分也都只是站在路口想想，想想嘛，就够了。 　　“嗯。”林晚星认真听取他们的观点。 　　“那你让我们费这劲儿干嘛？” 　　“首先，我没有想帮你们找到人生目标。毕竟这个命题很大。”林晚星放下手中的零食，轻轻搓了搓手上的碎屑，说，“关于这个，我这儿有一句话，正好可以背给你听。它来自于我们‘人本主义心理学’创始人亚伯拉罕·马斯洛。把这句话翻译成中文，是这样的知道自己想要什么，并不是一件稀松平常的事。那是一项罕见的、难以达成的心理成就。” 　　学生们静了下。 　　祁亮咂咂嘴，品出了味道：“老师，你这个翻译成中文，就很有逼格。” 　　“比引用名人名言更装逼。” 　　林晚星被逗笑了：“但这是事实啊。”她说，“我们普通人从小到大，随着人生和阅历积累，会不停萌生出很多新想法。我小时候就想当个路边卷棉花糖的，后来我长大了，又不想干这个了。所以那些从小就知道自己想要什么，然后毕生努力实现的人，真的非常非常了不起。那确实是他们的天赋，是伟大的心理成就。” 　　“既然这样，你让我们写这些是干嘛，就让我们想想？”秦敖抖抖手上的稿纸说。 　　“不啊。”林晚星转头望向付新书，很温和地说，“我是想说，如果这里有你们认为绝对不可能做到的事，那就划掉它。”林晚星说。 　　“什么意思？” 　　“我的意思是，现在，请你们划掉你们写的10件事。”晚风里，林晚星很认真地说。
Chapter 45 100 Pieces 45 100 Pieces The night wind was blowing, and after the gas stove was turned off, the rooftop lost the hot atmosphere just now.　　The boys didn't speak at first, maybe they were asked, or maybe they were thinking about how to reply.　　"Teacher, are you going to start lecturing?" Chen Jianghe asked.　　"Are you going to educate us, you really can't help it!" Qin Ao said.　　"Do you want to eat and wait until you die?" Qi Liang raised his hand lazily.　　"Of course it's okay to eat and wait for death." Lin Wanxing said with a smile.　　"This counts, then I want to eat Nanxiang Xiaolong?" 　　"Yes, but Xiaolong is still from Xishengyuan, right?" Lin Wanxing said.　　"Sweet buns don't eat dogs!" Zheng Feiyang reprimanded angrily.　　Boys, you talk to me again.　　Lin Wanxing leaned against the railing and listened quietly to their chat. The hair rope was loose, and the wind ruffled her strands.　　Until a certain moment, I don't know who didn't take anyone's words, there was a short pause on the rooftop, and the night sky was low, but Lin Wanxing still looked at them quietly.　　"Teacher, what do you want?" Chen Weidong couldn't help but ask.　　"I'm wondering, do you still want to talk about this, I mean about what you want to do." She said.　　"No matter how we talk, we are not the material to talk about these things." 　　"yes, there's so much I want to do, what's the point of talking about that?" 　　"A lot?" Lin Wanxing asked thoughtfully and curiously.　　"Of course, you didn't say you can eat whatever you want?" 　　"That's right." 　　"That's a lot of things!" Lin Lu happily raised his voice.　　"yes, I'm relieved." Lin Wanxing happily walked to her room, and after a while, she returned to the table on the rooftop, holding a draft book in her hand, and a pen of different colors bulging in her pocket.　　Lin Wanxing placed the book on the railing on the edge of the rooftop very casually and spread it out.　　Facing the expansive court, she stabbed and tore off the first blank piece of paper.　　The students were stunned.　　Then the second, and then the third...... 　　The evening breeze blows, and the manuscript paper with a pale blue horizontal line hunts and flies in the night sky.　　Lin Wanxing finally tore up enough pages, she neatly lowered the manuscript paper in her hand, turned around, and came to the students.　　Under the blank gaze of a group of boys, she handed out a piece of paper to each person from left to right.　　"Dry ...... Why? Qin Ao was stunned.　　"Write it down." Lin Wanxing said.　　"What?" 　　"Write down what you want to do in the future." Lin Wanxing said as she took out the colorful pen from her trouser pocket. From right to left, she continued to circle the pen.　　The boys stood sluggishly with pen and paper.　　After a while, they slowly came to their senses: "You want us to write it down?" "What are you kidding, is it necessary?" 　　"I'm not kidding." Lin Wanxing stood in front of them and said very seriously, "Didn't you talk about a lot of things you want to do in the future, it's not difficult to write some, right?" The boys' faces were a little dark in the night, and they looked confused, looking down at the white manuscript paper in their hands.　　Lin Wanxing said: "When I was in college, our teachers asked us to write 100 things we wanted to do, let's make it easier for you, I think it's okay to write 50 things." "Let's just say we have empty heads?" Qi Liang suddenly spoke.　　"I didn't mean that, I'm afraid that this piece of paper is not big enough for you to write." Lin Wanxing said.　　"We can't write it, won't we ask you?" Qin Ao said suddenly.　　Lin Wanxing smiled: "That's right." "And what if I don't want to write?" The thorny Chen Jianghe suddenly asked.　　"That's great, someone can take care of cleaning up the table!" Lin Wanxing said happily.　　At this moment, the rooftop is still filled with the smell of hot pot soup that has not dispersed, and the wind at night has a natural coolness.　　Lin Wanxing said slowly: "Don't worry too much, if you don't want to write, you can also hand over the paper and pen to me, and then leave." But I think it's actually a good opportunity, why don't you try it and ask yourself? The rest of the day didn't go by quickly.　　It's been a long time, at least for the students.　　The boys began to hesitate, so they remained "wooden men" with pen and paper for a while.　　Then, the first person moved.　　Fu Xinshu dragged a chair, sat down at the hot pot table, pushed away some spice plates, and began to write.　　It seems that after the first person occupies the seat, the boys realize that they need to act quickly, otherwise they will not even be able to grab a writing seat.　　So they dragged the plastic chairs of the plastic chairs, and when they couldn't grab the plastic chairs, they began to pull the bricks on the rooftop, and there was really no place, so they simply sat on the ground.　　In the beginning, each of them wrote quickly.　　After all, the range of choices is too wide, what you want to eat, what you want to play, what you want to have...... 　　The world is so colorful, and they are so young, there is so much to do.　　Qi Liang wrote "eating and waiting for death" in the first place with a very personal personality.　　Qin Ao happened to write "I want to make 1 million".　　Lin Lu maintained the desire to "want to eat Nanxiang Xiaolong".　　And Chen Jianghe is writing "I want to go to Wimbledon to watch the game." The nib of the pen rubbed against the paper, and there was a small rustle on the rooftop. Lin Wanxing turned around and came to Wang Fa's side.　　From the moment she chatted with the students, the coach found herself the only reclining chair on the rooftop.He neither smoked nor played with his phone, but just closed his eyes and lay in the night, as if asleep.　　Lin Wanxing took out a piece of torn scratch paper and put it on the armrest of the recliner.　　He didn't open his eyes, his eyelashes casting a small thick shadow.　　Listen to him breathe evenly.　　Lin Wanxing quietly took another pencil and pressed it on the scratch paper.　　At this moment, Wang Fa opened his eyes.　　They looked at each other.　　Young people are typical of light pupil color, with a high and straight nose bridge and very white skin. So much so that in this hazy night moment, Lin Wanxing wondered if he was a little mixed-race.　　There is no reason for this kind of problem, after all, there is no reason for girls to appreciate handsome guys.　　Lin Wanxing smiled and blinked, signaling that there was paper and pen on his armrest. Without giving Wang Fa a chance to speak, she turned around and left.　　Time always flies quickly at first, then slower and slower.　　The real difficulty in writing these 100 things starts from the back.　　After brainstorming random writing, facing the large blank space on the next paper, it seems that it is time to think again.　　Lin Wanxing flipped through the snacks she bought today, and opened a bag of good chestnut rice sticks, strawberry-flavored. She stood by the railing, eating, and observing the students.　　The people on the rooftop are now scattered.　　Someone was at the table, someone had already run into the house, and someone was leaning against the fence in contemplation. There are even people who scratch their ears and cheeks, trying to peek at what others have written.　　Lin Wanxing was immediately arrested: "Write your own, that classmate pay attention." "Then I can't think of it!" Yu Ming, who was arrested just after the probe, said.　　"Is that all 100 written?" 　　Shake one’s head.　　"What about 50?" 　　Still shaking his head.　　"Think about it again," Lin Wanxing said...... "Maybe zoom in on the scope, such as what you want to get in the future, what you want to do, and what industry you want to engage in." "Can you go to heaven if you want to?" 　　"I don't think so." Lin Wanxing said, "This is your future, and the imaginary world can have all the magnificent possibilities, but I hope you can think as much as possible about what I want to do." There was silence in the air, and the boys began to try to write again. Some of them are made up, and some of them are seriously contemplative.　　The minute hand is crossed a few notches further.　　Suddenly, Yu Ming lay flat on the concrete floor with his feet facing the sky, and let out a long roar: "I can't write!" The students also put down their pens one after another, At this time, Lin Lu said as if he couldn't help it: "Teacher, let me be honest with you, it's not us who discourage your enthusiasm!" "Huh?" 　　"We've taken classes like yours before, don't you just want us to find our purpose in life!" 　　Zheng Feiyang: "Yes, we have a mental health class, and what kind of profession and what exam have you done?" Lin Wanxing is not surprised, now in the third year of high school, the school naturally has guidance courses for graduates' lives, goals, and choices.　　"Career Interest Scale, MBTI?" Lin Wanxing asked with interest, "That's a very high degree of professionalism." "I can't remember, there are a lot of questions anyway." Lin Lu said.　　"Oh, do you think this kind of class is useful?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Do you want to tell the truth?" Lin Lu weakly.　　"Say it." 　　"I don't think it's useful." Lin Lu patted his chest, "We are already invincible, you know, these are useless." "yes, a lot of things are unrealistic." Qin Ao said confidently, "When the elementary school teacher asked me to talk about my future ideals, I also said that I wanted to be a scientist, so am I that material?" "If we can do whatever we want, we can do whatever we want, and we can indeed go to heaven." Chen Jianghe said indifferently.　　"Do you think so?" Lin Wanxing looked at the others who had not spoken.　　The students exchanged glances with each other, no one spoke, and finally, Lin Wanxing looked at Fu Xinshu.　　"Teacher Lin." Fu Xinshu pursed his lips, and finally plucked up the courage to say, "We are different from you, you must be doing everything smoothly, and we can't do many things." Even if I write so much, I do have a lot of fun thinking about it, but there are many things that are impossible to do. Most of them just stand at the intersection and think, just think about it, it's enough.　　"Hmm." Lin Wanxing listened carefully to their views.　　"Then why are you going to make us go through this effort?" 　　"First of all, I don't want to help you find your purpose in life. After all, this proposition is big. Lin Wanxing put down the snacks in her hand, gently rubbed the crumbs on her hands, and said, "I have a sentence here about this, which I can recite to you." It comes from Abraham Maslow, the founder of our 'Humanistic Psychology'. Translating this sentence into Chinese is that knowing what you want is not a common thing. It was a rare, elusive psychological achievement. The students fell silent.　　Qi Liang smacked his lips and tasted the taste: "Teacher, your translation into Chinese is very forced." "It's more pretentious than quoting famous quotes." 　　Lin Wanxing was amused: "But this is the truth." She said, "From childhood to adulthood, we ordinary people will continue to come up with a lot of new ideas as we accumulate life and experience. When I was a kid, I wanted to be a roadside marshmallow roller, but when I grew up, I didn't want to do that anymore. So people who know what they want from a young age and then work hard to achieve it all their lives are really, really really. That's really their talent, it's a great mental achievement."In that case, why are you asking us to write this, just let us think about it?" Qin Ao shook the manuscript paper in his hand and said.　　"No." Lin Wanxing turned her head to look at Fu Xinshu and said very gently, "I want to say, if there is something here that you think is absolutely impossible, then cross it out." Lin Wanxing said.　　"What do you mean?" 　　"I mean, now, please cross out the 10 things you wrote." In the evening breeze, Lin Wanxing said very seriously.

第46章 范围 　　男生们面面相觑， 一时无法理解，所以也没有立即动作。 　　“我不明白。” 　　“老子写得辛辛苦苦，你让我们划掉。” 　　“既然你们认为完全没法做到， 那有什么写的意义吗？”林晚星反问。 　　学生们惊了：“这这……” 　　“好像不是老师你会说的话。” 　　“我应该怎么说？” 　　“你应该会说， 什么事儿都可以做到的，只要你想做！”林鹿嚷嚷。 　　“那我觉得你这个‘我想回到过去’从现实意义不太能做到。”林晚星开始指指点点。 　　“那也说不定，万一科学发展了呢。” 　　“我基本可以向你保证，地球科学无法在你有生之年发展到这一步，外星人机械降神当我没说。”林晚星讲。 　　“哦。”林鹿点点头，认可她的说法， 把“穿越时空”这条划去了。 　　有人带头提问后，学生们好像了解了什么，开始在自己草稿纸上大刀阔斧划了起来。 　　林晚星踱了一圈， 指着郑飞扬划掉的一行问：“为什么想维护世界和平不可以。” 　　“啊？” 　　俞明也很奇怪：“我又当不了超人。” 　　“只有超人做的事才叫维护世界和平吗， 城管不也是？”林晚星很好奇地反问。 　　“这怎么能比？！” 　　“可超人是在漫画里诶， 城管叔叔阿姨们每天认真帮我们维护校门口秩序，不让乱摆小摊， 这是现实每天发生的事。” 　　学生们瞪着眼睛，像没想到她会这么说，他们可张大嘴，可最后又无法反驳。 　　“那我已经删掉了怎么办！” 　　“打个圈， 让它回来嘛。”林晚星语气很轻，“或者可以写得更详细一点，你想怎样维护世界和平呢？比如‘加入维和部队维护世界和平’，这样……” 　　林晚星在天台或坐或趴或四仰八叉的学生们周围转了一圈。 　　“我觉得还是划了吧。”忽然， 祁亮悠然的声音响起， 他不知何时凑到了冯锁身边， 给出自己的建议。 　　“不要干涉他人啊。”林晚星立刻将之逮捕。 　　“是他问我啊。”祁亮用笔戳了戳自己乱糟糟的头发，打了个哈欠。 　　“问你什么？” 　　“他问~要不要把他写的‘我想追上五班包小甜’这句话划掉。” 　　林晚星立刻来了兴趣：“包小甜是谁，男的女的，漂亮吗？” 　　“当然是女的！”冯锁很骄傲地说。 　　“校花啊，能不漂亮吗~”秦敖说。 　　“有没有照片，我看看。”林晚星很期待。 　　冯锁掏出手机，点开相册，找了张照片。 　　林晚星端着手机看了一会，然后又观察了一会儿冯锁。 　　林晚星：“我觉得……” 　　“什么？”冯锁看着她。 　　“你还是把这条划了吧。” 　　林晚星收获了冯锁同学“嗷”地一声长啸，她只能揉了男生的头发笑道：“我开玩笑的，你可以保留这条。” 　　学生们开始互相探讨、聊天，处理掉那些现实意义上确实无法做到之事，留下了那些虽然看起来不可思议，但并不是完全做不到的部分。 　　林晚星观察着学生们。 　　他们有互相开玩笑，也有互相帮助，和同伴认真分析。 　　陈江河阻止付新书划掉“我想考上985”那条。 　　而郑飞扬向秦敖指出，“我想周杰伦出新歌”这事儿真由不得他。 　　当天台逐渐又再度安静下来的时候，林晚星重新靠立在栏杆边。 　　付新书：“老师，按你说的，我们完全做不到的事，也没有10条。” 　　“都划完了吗？”林晚星问。 　　“恩啊。” 　　“差不多了。”学生们在天台各处点头。 　　“现在还不够10件是吗。”林晚星看向他们，说，“那现在，请你们划掉那些现在没那么想做的事。” 　　听到这话，学生们第一反应是低下头，开始按她说的做。但很快，他们觉得有些不对。 　　“还要划掉吗？” 　　“是的。”林晚星认真地说。 　　“那你让我们辛辛苦苦写这些的干嘛？”秦敖不满地问。 　　“对啊，我们费这老些劲儿！” 　　男生们有些不满，对于费尽心思想出来的东西要被随意划去，谁都会不舍。 　　“凑10件而已，你们前面已经划了不少。” 　　她声音温和，男生们觉得这虽然有点烦，但目前来看确实没那么难。 　　林鹿划掉了“我想吃南翔小笼。” 　　俞明则认为“买两盒中华，一盒抽一盒点着玩”暂时还没那么重要。 　　…… 　　一两分钟过去，大部分人都顺利凑够10条。 　　当所有人都抬起头，重新望向她的那一刻，林晚星说：“现在，请你们，再划掉这里的十件事。” 　　沉寂后的爆发是预想中的事，整个天台突然喧哗起来。 　　“干嘛啊？” 　　“又要划？” 　　“老师你知不知道我们写这些有多难？” 　　“而且划掉有啥意义？” 　　“我感觉你就在折磨我们！” 　　男生们声音响亮，但林晚星的柔和沉缓的声音，此刻压过了他们：“你们可以把今天我们做的这一切，当做一个思维实验，” 　　她举起手上残缺的练习本说，“接下来你们会有诸多不舍，但请你们相信，现在被划掉的东西，并不代表你们以后人生中永远无法做到或得到。只是在这个实验里，它们暂时对你们来说还没那么重要，所以需要离开一会儿。” 　　学生们仍有些困惑，但一开始的说服工作是简单的。 　　他们想了下，觉得似乎也有道理。毕竟那张草稿纸里，有很多暂时删掉也没问题的东西。 　　比如“想去吃米其林那种大餐”，或“想去学校广播室给全校唱滑板鞋”这类较无厘头的事。 　　林鹿同学最快完成这接下来十项的删除工作。毕竟对他个人来说，写了太多关于“吃”的内容。那么与其纠结吃什么，不如什么都别吃了。 　　而接下来容易被删去的，是比较简单能做到的部分。 　　例如“我想去游泳”，或是“要去学车”。一部分是明天想做就能做的事；另一些是不那么想做，但好像大家都做所以自己也得做的那些。 　　林晚星有时候会在学生们身边转一圈，但更多的时候，她就在离他们稍远的地方，一个人站着。 　　渐渐地，越来越多的人完成了这第二轮的删除工作。 　　当学生们逐渐放下笔，夜又恢复宁静的时候，林晚星说：“接下来……” 　　“还得再删十项呗？”学生已经学会抢先了。 　　“对。”林晚星说。 　　男生们都沉默下来，耍赖的话已经说了不少。此刻夜深人静，天台上的火锅味都被吹散了，城市里原本亮着的灯光也渐渐暗了一些。 　　没有人说话，他们低头，对着纸上剩下的回答，开始努力想一想。 　　但还没那么快，林晚星很清楚。 　　紧接着学生们要处理的事情，代表了一些梦想。 　　陈江河就在“去温布尔登”和“去圣西罗看米兰德比”之间纠结，并最终划去前者。 　　秦敖仍然坚持“想去看周杰伦演唱会”，为此放弃“买万代正版高达”。 　　他们开始分类，某些想做的事其实可以放在一起，然后遴选出这类里最重要的那件事，并把其他删除。 　　虽然办法也有很多，可随着范围越来越小，学生们划去事项的速度，也越来越慢。 　　他们呼吸变得绵长，每个人都开始艰难地继续他们的决定。 　　划掉，或者，再留下来看看。 　　很多人已经从原本的座位，不由自主坐到天台水泥地上，好像全方位接触地面，能让他们得到支撑，有真实感觉。 　　思考和决定过程很漫长，他们也不再互相交流。 　　直到某一刻，学生们放下笔，抬起头。 　　他们经历了一段思考和自我抉择，舍弃了些东西，目光中有犹疑、有困惑也有痛苦。 　　此刻天台上坐了满地学生，却没人愿意先讲话。 　　“我们继续。” 　　林晚星听到自己的声音漂浮在夜色中，也听到学生们手中草稿纸被风吹起的窸窸窣窣声。 　　他们手边的草稿纸因为被写写画画而变得皱巴巴的。但他们大部分的纸上，其实并没写满100条，60最多，3、40也有…… 　　“你直接说吧，最后要删剩几项？”秦敖直接了当。 　　林晚星想了下，说：“现在，请你们每个人留下5个选项。” 　　“为什么是5个？”陈江河问。 　　“因为心理学家说，人最多只能同时处理不超过5-7个选择，再多的话会发生我们称之为‘选择过载’的现象。” 　　“5个吗？” 　　“那……” 　　男生们低头，或坐或趴，看着纸上自己写下的内容。 　　经历过一些放弃的抉择后，每个人都有些心情低落，而他们也很清楚，接下来的选择会更难。 　　“老师，你能再给我张纸吗？”饭桌边的水泥地上，林鹿忽然举手问道。 　　“怎么了？”林晚星问他。 　　少年的声音又轻又软，还有点不好意思：“我舍不得都，想抄一下。” 　　“那你划轻点不就行了？”林晚星笑了下，反问。 　　林鹿：“那不一样。”
Chapter 46 Scope The boys looked at each other, unable to understand for a moment, so they did not act immediately.　　"I don't understand." 　　"Lao Tzu wrote hard, you let us cross it out." 　　"Since you don't think you can do it at all, what's the point of writing it?" Lin Wanxing asked rhetorically.　　The students were shocked: "This ......" 　　"It doesn't seem like you'd say what a teacher would say." 　　"What should I say?" 　　"You should be able to say, you can do anything, you can do whatever you want!" Lin Lu shouted.　　"Then I don't think you'll be able to do this 'I want to go back to the past' in a practical sense." Lin Wanxing began to point.　　"Then maybe if the science develops." 　　"I can basically assure you that earth science can't go this far in your lifetime, and the alien séance didn't say anything about it." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Oh." Lin Lu nodded, agreed with her statement, and crossed out the "through time and space" article.　　After someone took the lead in asking questions, the students seemed to understand something and began to scratch their scratch paper.　　Lin Wanxing paced around, pointed to the line crossed out by Zheng Feiyang and asked, "Why can't you want to maintain world peace?" "Huh?" 　　Yu Ming was also very strange: "I can't be a superman." "Is it only superhuman things that are called maintaining world peace, isn't it the same as chengguan?" Lin Wanxing asked curiously.　　"How can this be compared?!" 　　"But Superman is in the comics, the uncles and aunts of the city management conscientiously help us maintain order at the school gate every day and don't let the stalls be set up randomly, which is a reality that happens every day." 　　The students glared as if they didn't expect her to say that, and they opened their mouths wide, but in the end they couldn't refute it.　　"Then what if I've already deleted it!" 　　"Make a circle, let it come back." Lin Wanxing's tone was very light, "Or you can write in more detail, how do you want to maintain world peace?" For example, 'join the peacekeeping force to maintain world peace', ......" 　　Lin Wanxing circled around the students on the rooftop, who were sitting or lying on their stomachs.　　"I think it's better to draw it." Suddenly, Qi Liang's leisurely voice sounded, and he didn't know when he came to Feng Suo's side and gave his advice.　　"Don't interfere with others." Lin Wanxing immediately arrested him.　　"He asked me." Qi Liang poked his messy hair with a pen and yawned.　　"What do you ask?" 　　"He asked~ Do you want to cross out the sentence he wrote, 'I want to catch up with Bao Xiaotian in Class 5'." 　　Lin Wanxing immediately became interested: "Who is Bao Xiaotian, male and female, beautiful?" "Of course it's a woman!" Feng Suo said proudly.　　"School flower, can you not be beautiful~" Qin Ao said.　　"If there are any photos, I'll see." Lin Wanxing is looking forward to it.　　Feng Suo took out his mobile phone, clicked on the album, and looked for a photo.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the phone for a while, and then observed Feng Suo for a while.　　Lin Wanxing: "I think it's ......" 　　"What?" Feng Suo looked at her.　　"You'd better cross this one." 　　Lin Wanxing received a long roar from classmate Feng Suo, she could only rub the boy's hair and smiled: "I'm kidding, you can keep this." The students began to talk to each other, dealing with things that were really impossible in the real sense, leaving behind parts that seemed incredible, but not completely impossible.　　Lin Wanxing observed the students.　　They joke with each other, help each other, and analyze carefully with their peers.　　Chen Jianghe prevented Fu Xinshu from crossing out the "I want to be admitted to 985".　　And Zheng Feiyang pointed out to Qin Ao that "I want Jay Chou to release a new song" is really out of his mind.　　When the rooftop gradually quieted down again, Lin Wanxing leaned against the railing again.　　Fu Xinshu: "Teacher, according to what you said, there are no 10 things that we can't do at all. "Are you done?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Yes." 　　"Almost." Students nodded their heads all over the rooftop.　　"It's not enough for 10, is it?" Lin Wanxing looked at them and said, "Then now, please cross out those things that you don't want to do so much now." Hearing this, the students' first reaction was to lower their heads and start doing what she said. But soon, they felt that something was wrong.　　"Do you want to cross it out?" 　　"Yes." Lin Wanxing said seriously.　　"Then why are you making us work so hard to write this?" Qin Ao asked dissatisfiedly.　　"yes, we're going to have to work so hard!" 　　The boys are a little dissatisfied, and they will be reluctant to give up the things that they have worked so hard to think of to be crossed out at will.　　"It's just 10 pieces, you've already drawn a lot in front of you." 　　Her voice was gentle, and the boys thought it was a bit annoying, but it wasn't that hard at the moment.　　Lin Lu crossed out, "I want to eat Nanxiang Xiaolong." Yu Ming thinks that "buying two boxes of China, one box and one box to play" is not so important for the time being.　　…… 　　A minute or two passed, and most of them managed to make up 10 pieces.　　When everyone raised their heads and looked at her again, Lin Wanxing said, "Now, please cross out the ten things here again." The eruption after the silence was expected, and the entire rooftop suddenly became noisy.　　"What are you doing?" 　　"Scratching again?" 　　"Teacher, do you know how hard it is for us to write this?" 　　"And what's the point of crossing it out?" 　　"I feel like you're torturing us!The boys' voices were loud, but Lin Wanxing's soft and slow voice overpowered them at the moment: "You can take all this we did today as a thought experiment," she held up the broken exercise book in her hand and said, "You will have a lot of reluctance in the future, but please believe that what is crossed out now does not mean that you will never be able to do or get it in your future life." It's just that they're not that important to you for the time being, so you'll need to leave for a while. The students were still a little confused, but the persuasion was simple at first.　　They thought about it for a moment and felt that it seemed to make sense. After all, there are a lot of things in that scratch paper that are okay to delete for the time being.　　For example, "I want to eat a Michelin-like meal" or "I want to go to the school radio studio and skate for the whole school".　　Lin Lu completed the deletion of the next ten items as soon as possible. After all, for him personally, too much has been written about "eating". So instead of worrying about what to eat, it's better not to eat anything.　　And the next parts that are easy to delete are the parts that can be done relatively simply.　　For example, "I want to go swimming" or "I want to learn to drive". Part of it is what you can do tomorrow if you want to; Others don't want to do it so much, but it seems that everyone does it so they have to do it themselves.　　Lin Wanxing sometimes walked around the students, but more often than not, she stood alone a little away from them.　　Gradually, more and more people completed this second round of deletion.　　When the students gradually put down their pens and the night returned to tranquility, Lin Wanxing said, "Next ......" 　　"Do you have to delete ten more items?" Students have learned to get a head start.　　"Yes." Lin Wanxing said.　　The boys were silent, and they had already said a lot of tricks. At this moment, in the dead of night, the smell of hot pot on the rooftop has been blown away, and the lights in the city have gradually dimmed.　　No one spoke, they bowed their heads, looked at the rest of the answers on the paper, and began to think hard.　　But not so fast, Lin Wanxing knew it very well.　　The things that the students have to deal with immediately afterwards represent some dreams.　　Chen Jianghe was torn between "going to Wimbledon" and "going to San Siro to see the Milan derby", and finally crossed out the former.　　Qin Ao still insisted on "wanting to go to Jay Chou's concert", so he gave up "buying genuine Bandai Gundam".　　They start categorizing, putting together certain things they want to do, and then pick out the most important thing in that category and delete the others.　　Although there are many ways to do this, as the scope gets smaller and smaller, the speed at which students cross out items becomes slower and slower.　　Their breaths grew longer, and everyone began to struggle to continue with their decisions.　　Cross it out, or, stay and see.　　Many people have involuntarily sat on the concrete floor of the rooftop from their original seats, as if they were touching the ground in all directions, allowing them to be supported and have a real feeling.　　The thinking and decision-making process is long, and they no longer communicate with each other.　　Until a certain moment, the students put down their pens and raised their heads.　　They went through a period of reflection and self-choice, giving up something, and there was hesitation, confusion and pain in their eyes.　　At this moment, the rooftop was full of students, but no one wanted to speak first.　　"Let's move on." 　　Lin Wanxing heard her own voice floating in the night, and also heard the rustling of the scratch paper in the hands of the students being blown by the wind.　　The scratch paper in their hands was crumpled from being written and drawn. But most of them don't actually have 100 on the paper, 60 is the most, and 3 and 40 are also ...... 　　"You just say it, how many items are left to be deleted in the end?" Qin Ao was straightforward.　　Lin Wanxing thought for a moment and said, "Now, please leave each of you with 5 options." "Why five?" Chen Jianghe asked.　　"Because psychologists say that people can only process no more than 5-7 choices at the same time, and any more will cause what we call 'choice overload'." 　　"Five?" 　　"That ......" 　　The boys looked down, sat or lay on their stomachs, and looked at what they had written on the paper.　　After some choices to give up, everyone was feeling a little down, and they knew very well that the next choice would be more difficult.　　"Teacher, can you give me another piece of paper?" On the concrete floor next to the dining table, Lin Lu suddenly raised his hand and asked.　　"What's wrong?" Lin Wanxing asked him.　　The young man's voice was soft and soft, and he was a little embarrassed: "I am reluctant to do it, I want to copy it." "Then you can just scratch it?" Lin Wanxing smiled and asked rhetorically.　　Lin Lu: "That's different. ”

第47章 看看 　　林晚星不再说什么， 而是给了林鹿第二张草稿纸。 　　对学生们来讲，继续删减选项虽然也在预料之内，但这项过程也确实变得越来越难。 　　陈江河始终想去圣西罗看一场球赛， 付新书没有删掉想考一所名校的愿望， 秦敖最终还是放弃周杰伦，却坚持要给家里换座大房子。 　　他们有那么多那么多想做的事想、想见的人想拥有的东西想达成的梦想，把这些东西不断划去，本身是段痛苦旅程。 　　越是痛苦，也就越艰难缓慢。 　　祁亮还保留最上面“混吃等死”那行字，像是必须坚守的最后阵地。 　　最终， 尽管有诸多不情愿，男生们还是再次放下笔，意味着他们完成了刚才的任务。 　　一阵风吹过， 天台上的纸张猎猎飞扬。 　　林晚星：“那下面， 请再删除三项……” 　　“为什么啊？” 　　“这还怎么删？” 　　“这有什么意义啊！” 　　他们实在已经憋了很长一段时间， 听到这里，甚至有人怀疑自己的耳朵除了问题。 　　“没完没了了还！” 　　有人从地上跳起来， 手里的笔啪地摔落在地。还有人直接锤了下天台的木板架子。 　　一时间，原本安静地天台上出现了杂乱无章的反抗声。 　　“这样吧，让我们再把这个思维实验更具体化一点。” 　　见学生们像一条条憋坏了的小火龙，林晚星不疾不徐地说道：“我们假设这个世界上有很多平行时空。”她看了眼林鹿， 继续说，“嗯，就是穿越时空，你现在可以穿越到另一个平行时空中， 那里也有一个‘你’。他们的样貌、长相、人生经历和你们一模一样， 但他们不是你， 是另外的独立个体。” 　　“然后呢？” 　　“然后，当然他们面前也摆着一张纸，只剩下最后五项了。需要你们帮他们做选择，再划掉两项。” 　　“老师你这个……”俞明欲言又止。 　　“你这不是耍赖吗！”陈卫东脱口而出。 　　“但这会让你们做选择起来更容易一点，不是吗？”林晚星说，“通过一些小技巧，你们能更审慎地，再想一想。” 　　男生们没有再抗议了，似乎被短暂说服了。 　　可当他们全身心投入为“平行时空”自己做人生抉择时，还是很困难。 　　对陈江河来说，“多陪陪妈妈”和“去国外踢球”之间该如何选择呢？ 　　如果暂时无法做选择，就先把去“去圣西罗看米兰德比”划掉，它暂时还没那么重要。 　　这确实很痛苦，而比舍弃更令人畏惧的是做错选择。 　　“老师，这怎么选，你杀了我得了！”俞明已经纠结得把头发揉得和祁亮一样乱，但还是没办法决定。 　　“我的建议也是随便选。”林晚星走过去，发现的五条选项是： 　　找个好看的老婆 　　赚很多很多钱 　　高考成绩好，能读上大学 　　以后有好个工作 　　拿个冠军 　　林晚星蹲下来，视线与男生齐平。 　　俞明正好抬头看她：“这没办法删啊老师，我都很想要啊。” 　　林晚星：“注意一下，是‘他’，不是你，你在帮平行世界的那个人做选择。” 　　“如果我帮他选错了怎么办？”一旁，付新书沉闷而纠结地问道。 　　“深呼吸，然后相信你们的直觉。”林晚星说。 　　“你这说得神神叨叨的！直觉是什么鬼啊？” 　　“直觉啊……”林晚星拍了拍俞明的肚子，说，“心理学家研究指出，你大脑中的基底神经节这部分，虽然它大部分时间在负责运动调节，但也承担了替你总结情感决定的任务。” 　　“听不懂。”俞明很直白地说。 　　“基地神经节只和边缘系统以及你的胃肠道系统相联系。也就是说，它给你一种‘感觉的信息’，帮你做决定。当你做‘对’的时候，你就会感觉很好。我们称之为‘直觉’。” 　　“那如果做错了呢？”俞明反问。 　　“你肚子会难受。”林晚星笑着说。 　　俞明立刻低头，盯着自己肚子看了会儿，然后咽了口口水：“可是老师，我刚吃太撑了，你拍得我有点想吐……” 　　林晚星又笑了起来，她站起身，宽慰学生们。她说希望他们尽管按直觉来做决定，这只是平行时空的小实验，并不影响现实，所以尽管放松。 　　但其实，这也一些无济于事的安慰罢了。 　　林晚星很清楚。 　　就算是给平行时空的自己做决定，就算这明明是无关现实生活的一场选择，当人类越深入窥视自己内心时，恐慌和痛苦也随之而来。 　　男孩的想法其实很简单。 　　留下的那些无外乎是金钱、前途、家人、梦想、大学之类之类的。 　　选项划到最后，每一个删除都令人挣扎，他们每个人都在压抑心中的痛苦酸楚与不舍。 　　夜晚的老新村天台上安静极了，可这里又仿佛又无限多的声音。 　　每个声音都在讲话，是人的思考、挣扎，自我说服或者全完“豁出去了”。 　　夜真的很深了，城市霓虹灯渐次暗下，不必要的景观灯关闭，最后是万家灯火尽数熄灭。 　　黑夜真正来临。 　　天台刮起了很大一阵风，桌上的空碗都被吹落几只。 　　林晚星被风沙眯眼，再睁开眼的时候，一张草稿纸被吹落到她脚边。 　　她弯腰捡起，才发现是原本被她搁在王法躺椅扶手上的那张。 　　翻开，上面空空如也。 　　王法依旧在天台躺椅中小憩，帽子盖在脸上，水彩笔落在远处，而这张空白草稿纸也不知已被吹落多久。 　　林晚星拿着纸，走到天台的栏杆边上，斜倚着。 　　又是一阵夜里的风，横贯长空，吹得人衣襟猎猎飞扬。 　　最先无法忍受这一切的是陈江河，他直接摔掉手里的圆珠笔，喊道：“烦死了，我们为什么要听你的，一定要选啊？” 　　“我们划完了，然后呢？”郑飞扬也跟着质问，“还剩最后两项，再二选一，对不对？” 　　“那凭什么我们不能都要啊，人生只有一条路吗，为什么一定要做选？” 　　“你就非得要把我们搞这么难受！” 　　终于，秦敖愤恨地喊出了心底最深处的想法。 　　林晚星抬头看了眼学生们。 　　陈江河额头有和水泥地接触的红痕，秦敖衣服上有球场草坪的泥土。 　　她身前是终于因无法再抉择而爆发的孩子，她身后是庞大的球场和漫天繁星， 　　她捏着草稿纸，裁下一截，对折又对折，手上的动作没有变。 　　林晚星：“如果这是帮你们找到人生目标的课堂，那我们帮你们找出那些属于人生目标的部分，然后探讨它们。我会同你们做些不一样的思维实验，鼓励你们去听听不同人的原型故事，并在最后去尝试一下。” 　　林晚星为学生们作着美好畅想，并说，“但很可惜，这不是，这就是场残酷的抉择，” 　　“为什么！” 　　“是啊，为什么呢……” 　　林晚星依旧在折叠手上那张空空如也的草稿纸，也同样在思索：“可能因为我觉得，现实人生确实那么多的选项，你们有无数愿望和无穷梦想。能去听演唱会也能买最爱的高达，能有机会上好的大学或者成为很棒的足球运动员，所有梦想都珍贵而美好，不是吗？” 　　男生们在风里，有人点头，也有人仍僵硬站着，可他们中没一个人说话。 　　天台空旷寂寥，林晚星也听到自己的声音漂浮而起：“但同样的，因为这世界有太多美好事物。你们今天会喜欢路边的花，明天又爱看街头的草，既想好好读书考个好大学，又觉得就算现在进厂工作也未必不是安慰度日陪伴父母的最好选择。理想的事物的可真太多太多了，所以没人知道，在你对这世界千千万万的美好憧憬中，你此时此刻最最想要的是什么。” 　　林晚星停顿下来，看着他露出迷茫神情的学生们，说：“除了，你们自己。” 　　在她手中，折纸逐渐成型。 　　学生们的抗议也接踵而至。 　　“但知道了又怎么样呢？” 　　“搞毛啊，你说了给我们自由，干嘛非逼我们？” 　　“但是做不到也很痛苦啊，为什么要那么难受，逼自己去想呢？” 　　“幻想得到是幸福，幻想失去是痛苦。” 　　林晚星不由自主有些感慨，语速也变得更轻更缓，“所以我认为，你们该保存好这张纸，珍视你们18岁认真写下的每个美好梦想。同样的，你们也该承受一次又一次放弃的痛苦。在不断掘开自己的内心的过程中，看看那件被埋藏在心底深处、你们宁愿放弃一切都妄想得到的东西，看看它究竟是什么。” 　　不再给学生们反驳的机会，林晚星带着折好的草稿纸，向王法走去。 　　“接下来就是二选一了，要不要划最后一笔，你们自己决定。” 　　她把重新折好的草稿纸，放回王法躺椅的扶手边。 　　青年睁开眼，目光宁和沉静。 　　那是一只纸青蛙，身上有草稿纸的淡蓝色线条。 　　林晚星轻轻按住折纸的屁股，“啪嗒”一下，它跳到了王法的胸口。 　　天朗气清，月色正好。 　　“人生中少有的机会，你们连看一看的勇气都没有吗？”林晚星问。
Chapter 47 Take a look Lin Wanxing didn't say anything anymore, but gave Lin Lu a second piece of scratch paper.　　While it was to be expected for the students to continue to cut the options, the process was getting harder and harder.　　Chen Jianghe always wanted to go to San Siro to watch a ball game, Fu Xinshu did not delete his desire to be admitted to a prestigious school, Qin Ao finally gave up Jay Chou, but insisted on changing a big house for his family.　　They have so many things they want to do, they want to see, people they want to have, they want to achieve their dreams, and it is a painful journey to keep crossing these things.　　The more painful it is, the more difficult and slow it becomes.　　Qi Liang still retains the line of "eating and waiting for death" at the top, like the last position that must be held.　　Eventually, despite all their reluctance, the boys put down their pens again, meaning they had completed their task.　　A gust of wind blows, and the paper hunts on the rooftop flying.　　Lin Wanxing: "Now, please delete three more ......" 　　"Why?" 　　"How can this be deleted?" 　　"What's the point!" 　　They've been holding it back for a long time, and when they hear this, some even suspect that their ears are not just a problem.　　"It's endless, it's back!" 　　Someone jumped up from the ground and fell to the ground with a pen in his hand. Someone else directly hammered the wooden shelves on the rooftop.　　For a while, there was a chaotic sound of resistance on the originally quiet rooftop.　　"Well, let's make this thought experiment a little more concrete." 　　Seeing that the students were like suffocated little fire dragons, Lin Wanxing said unhurriedly: "Let's assume that there are many parallel time and space in this world. She glanced at Lin Lu and continued, "Well, it's time travel, and you can now travel to another parallel time and space, where there's also a 'you'. They look and look like you, they look like you, they have life experiences, but they're not you, they're just some other individual. "And then?" 　　And then, of course, they had a piece of paper in front of them, and only the last five were left. I need you to help them make a choice, and cross out two more items. "Teacher, you ......," Yu Ming wanted to say but stopped.　　"Aren't you cheating!" Chen Weidong blurted out.　　"But it makes your choice a little easier, doesn't it?" Lin Wanxing said, "Through some small tricks, you can think more carefully and again." The boys did not protest any more, and seemed to be briefly convinced.　　But when they devote themselves to making their own life decisions for the "parallel time and space", it is still very difficult.　　For Chen Jianghe, how to choose between "spending more time with his mother" and "playing football abroad"?　　If you can't make a choice for the time being, just cross out "go to San Siro to see the Milan derby", it is not so important for the time being.　　It's painful, and what's more frightening than giving up is making the wrong choice.　　"Teacher, how to choose this, you will kill me!" Yu Ming was already so entangled that he kneaded his hair as messy as Qi Liang, but he still couldn't decide.　　"My advice is to take it personally." Lin Wanxing walked over and found that the five options were: Find a good-looking wife Make a lot of money Have good results in the college entrance examination and be able to go to college Have a good job in the future Get a championship Lin Wanxing squatted down and looked at the level of the boys.　　Yu Ming happened to look up at her: "There is no way to delete this, teacher, I want it very much." Lin Wanxing: "Pay attention, it's 'him', not you, you are helping the person in the parallel world make a choice." "What if I help him choose the wrong one?" On the side, Fu Xinshu asked in a dull and tangled manner.　　"Take a deep breath and trust your instincts." Lin Wanxing said.　　"You're talking so much! What the hell is intuition? "Intuition...... Lin Wanxing patted Yu Ming's stomach and said, "Psychologist research has pointed out that although the basal ganglia in your brain is responsible for motor regulation most of the time, it also undertakes the task of summarizing emotional decisions for you." 　　"I don't understand." Yu Ming said very bluntly.　　"The base ganglia are only connected to the limbic system and your gastrointestinal system. That is, it gives you a 'feeling message' to help you make a decision. When you do it 'right,' you feel good. We call this 'intuition'. "And what if it's done wrong?" Yu Ming asked rhetorically.　　"You're going to have a bad stomach." Lin Wanxing said with a smile.　　Yu Ming immediately lowered his head, stared at his stomach for a while, and then swallowed: "But teacher, I just ate too much, and you made me want to vomit a little bit......" 　　Lin Wanxing laughed again, and she stood up and comforted the students. She said that she hoped that although they made their decisions intuitively, it was just a small experiment in parallel time and space, and it did not affect reality, so just relax.　　But in fact, this is just some consolation that does not help.　　Lin Wanxing was very clear.　　Even if it is a decision made for oneself in a parallel time and space, even if it is obviously a choice that has nothing to do with real life, the deeper humans peek into their own hearts, panic and pain will follow.　　The boy's idea was actually quite simple.　　The ones left behind are nothing more than money, futures, family, dreams, college, and so on.　　At the end of the selection, each deletion is struggling, and each of them is suppressing the pain and reluctance in their hearts.　　At night, the rooftop of Laoxin Village is very quiet, but there seems to be an infinite number of sounds here.　　Every voice is speaking, it is the person's thinking, struggling, self-persuasion or completely "letting go".　　The night is really late, the neon lights of the city are getting darker, unnecessary landscape lights are turned off, and finally the lights of thousands of homes are extinguished.　　The night is truly coming.　　There was a strong gust of wind blowing on the rooftop, and several empty bowls on the table were blown off.　　Lin Wanxing was squinted by the wind and sand, and when she opened her eyes again, a piece of scratch paper was blown down to her feet.　　She bent down to pick it up, only to find that it was the one she had rested on the armrest of Wang Fa's chaise longue.　　Flip it over, and it's empty.　　Wang Fa was still resting on the rooftop recliner, his hat over his face, his watercolor pen in the distance, and the blank scratch paper had been blown off for an unknown amount of time.　　Lin Wanxing took the paper, walked to the railing of the rooftop, and reclined.　　It was another gust of wind in the night, which swept through the sky and blew people's clothes and hunting flying.　　The first to be unbearable was Chen Jianghe, he directly dropped the ballpoint pen in his hand and shouted: "Annoyed, why should we listen to you, we must choose?" "We're done, and then what?" Zheng Feiyang also asked, "There are still two last items left, and then choose one of the two, right?" "Then why can't we all have it, there is only one way in life, why do we have to make a choice?" 　　"You're going to have to make us so uncomfortable!" 　　Finally, Qin Ao angrily shouted out the deepest thoughts in his heart.　　Lin Wanxing looked up at the students.　　Chen Jianghe had red marks on his forehead that came into contact with the concrete floor, and Qin Ao had the dirt of the court lawn on his clothes.　　In front of her was a child who had finally exploded because she could no longer choose, and behind her was a huge stadium and a sky full of stars, and she pinched the scratch paper, cut it off, folded it in half, and the movement of her hands did not change.　　Lin Wanxing: "If this is a class to help you find your life goals, then we will help you find out those parts that belong to your life goals and then discuss them. I'm going to do a different kind of thought experiment with you, and encourage you to listen to the archetypal stories of different people and try them out at the end. Lin Wanxing imagined for the students and said, "But unfortunately, this is not, this is a cruel choice," "Why!" 　　"yes, why ......" 　　Lin Wanxing was still folding the empty scratch paper in her hand, and she was also thinking: "Maybe it's because I think there are so many options in real life, and you have countless wishes and endless dreams." If you can go to a concert and buy your favorite Gundam, if you can go to a good university or become a great soccer player, all dreams are precious and beautiful, aren't they? The boys were in the wind, some nodded, others still stood stiff, but none of them spoke.　　The rooftop was empty and lonely, and Lin Wanxing also heard her voice floating: "But in the same way, because there are too many beautiful things in this world." You will like the flowers on the side of the road today, and the grass on the street tomorrow, you want to study hard and get into a good university, but you also feel that even if you work in the factory now, it may not be the best choice to comfort your parents. There are so many ideal things that no one knows what you want most at this moment in your thousands of beautiful visions of the world. Lin Wanxing paused, looked at his students with confused expressions, and said, "Except, yourselves." In her hands, the origami gradually took shape.　　Student protests followed.　　"But what if you know?" 　　"Mao, you said give us freedom, why do you force us?" 　　"But it's also painful to not be able to do it, why be so uncomfortable and force yourself to think about it?" 　　"Fantasy of gaining is happiness, fantasy of loss is pain." 　　Lin Wanxing couldn't help but feel a little emotional, and her speed of speech became softer and slower, "So I think you should keep this piece of paper and cherish every beautiful dream you wrote down seriously at the age of 18." In the same way, you should suffer the pain of giving up again and again. As you dig into your own heart, look at the thing that is buried deep in your heart, and that you would rather give up all your delusions, to see what it is. No longer giving the students a chance to refute, Lin Wanxing took the folded scratch paper and walked towards Wang Fa.　　"The next thing is to choose one of the two, whether you want to make the last stroke, you decide for yourself." 　　She folded the refolded scratch paper and put it back on the armrest of Wang Fa's chaise longe.　　The young man opened his eyes, his gaze calm and calm.　　It was a paper frog with pale blue lines of scratch paper.　　Lin Wanxing gently pressed the buttocks of the origami, and with a "snap", it jumped to Wang Fa's chest.　　The sky is clear and the moonlight is just right.　　"One of the few opportunities in your life, don't you even have the courage to take a look?" Lin Wanxing asked.

第48章 目标 　　一开始是寂静， 仿佛空气被抽干的环境或者完全无声的宇宙。 　　黑暗和压抑笼罩天台。 　　慢慢地，新月升起，虫鸟啁啾。 　　楼下的小猫很长很长地“喵”了一声， 男生们重新捡起笔， 开始缓慢而艰难地，做最终决定。 　　然后，有人哭了。 　　林晚星一开始不知道是谁。 　　对男孩儿来说，流眼泪本是很丢脸的。可在此时此刻的天台，林鹿就这么扔掉笔，大大方方哭了起来。 　　人生中果然有很多措手不及。林晚星无奈地想。虽然她知道男生们最后可能会受不了， 可面对真正哭起来的学生，她也确实有点小慌。 　　一边在想自己是否真把他们逼得太过分了，一边又觉得哭一下发泄一下， 也没什么大不了。 　　林晚星从桌上抽了张纸巾， 走到林鹿身边。 　　林鹿接过纸巾开始擦眼睛， 可不一会，原来只是浸湿眼眶的泪水， 变成黄豆似的，一颗颗往下掉。 　　林鹿嚎得更大声了些。 　　“别别别……别哭了。”林晚星更慌了，手足无措，“嘘嘘嘘， 楼下王奶奶昨天还跟我说你们夜里动静太大让小点声。” 　　这时，秦敖站起来，把他写完的草稿纸随意往她手里一扔，然后捡起那团纸巾：“他在喊‘辣’。” 　　林晚星不明所以， 林鹿也压低声音在嗷嗷叫， 仔细听， 确实好像在喊辣。 　　“老师，辣、辣……”林鹿擦着眼睛，泪水边汹涌而出。 　　林晚星赶忙看向秦敖手里的纸巾。 　　秦敖闻了闻，说：“用过的，谁吃了辣锅擦嘴的。” 　　“这这……”林晚星惊了，“我不知道啊，为什么擦了嘴的纸巾会叠这么好像新的一样！” 　　“好辣啊！老师我真的不想哭的啊！”林鹿委屈地说。 　　林晚星立刻敬礼认错：“sorry！ ” 　　被辣纸巾这么一闹，天台上原本沉郁的气氛一扫而空。 　　虽然林晚星没有要求，可就在她去找眼药水给林鹿清洗眼睛的过程中，男生们一个接一个，把他们写完的纸交给她。 　　因为不断写写画画，草稿纸和桌面地面摩擦，每张纸都脆弱不堪。 　　不知不觉，林晚星面前就放了一叠。 　　学生们看似吊儿郎当，却又用祈盼地眼神看着她。 　　像孩子答题后等待批阅，又或者是大家想一起对对答案。 　　但更多的，林晚星很清楚，这是种信任。 　　她认真地把手擦干，盘腿坐在地上，借着檐廊挂着昏暗的灯光，开始了解学生们的最后的选择。 　　其实翻看之前，林晚星也设想了很多答案，但当她真正看到每个人经过艰难自我抉择后的答案时，仍然不知不觉地屏住了呼吸。 　　最上面一张纸是付新书的，纸上是数不清深浅不一的划痕，在那些美好设想中，他最终留下了那条原想删除的“我想考上985”。 　　接下来是秦敖，他的字体和人一样潇洒狂放，最后的答案也像是毫不犹豫地决定，他说“想拿个冠军”。 　　陈江河最终放弃“去国外踢球”的愿望，希望能“好好陪在妈妈身边”。 　　祁亮还是没有划掉“混吃等死”，但同样的，他也保留了“享受每一场球的机会”。 　　俞明把纸上的所有内容都划掉，却在最后又写了一行字“感觉最后想要的，还是想拿个冠军，虽然不太可能”。 　　林鹿有两张纸，一张皱巴巴的，还有一张才誊了一半。他弄得有些乱。有些划掉了，还有些又打了圈圈。林晚星仔细看去，他重点圈出了“王者荣耀打到100星，成为职业选手”、“比赛夺冠”和“吃遍天下所有零食”。 　　最终，他留下了中间那项。 　　郑飞扬想和兄弟们一起拿个冠军。 　　…… 　　不知不觉，林晚星已经翻到了最后一张。 　　林晚星把所有草稿纸竖着放在腿上，轻轻码齐。或许她也设想过答案，可看到那些色彩斑斓的回答和最终趋向统一的答案时，她仍能感到一种可能被称之为震撼的情绪。 　　人类心灵如此多姿多彩，每次观察，都令人赞叹。 　　等她再抬头时，男生们又立刻缩回视线，左顾右盼，假装对别人的答案毫不关心 　　林晚星笑了，刚想开口，秦敖却制止她：“你不许念！” 　　“大家都看到了，念不念有什么关系？”林晚星依旧微笑着反问。 　　“老子就想拿个冠军怎么了，你就算说老子痴心妄想，老子也想拿冠军！”秦敖嚷嚷。 　　“你们呢？”林晚星问其他人。 　　祁亮惊了，“你已经懒成这样了，看完了都不继续发表点鸡汤，反而问‘我们’？” 　　“那我要说‘实验结束、现在解散’吗？还是……”林晚星停顿了下，“你们想让我说，‘现在去收拾桌子’？” 　　男生们立刻嚷嚷起来，每个人都推三阻四，不肯带头干活。 　　就在这样杂乱无章的吵闹中，付新书的声音响起。 　　他说：“老师，我觉得我选错了。” 　　付新书眉头紧蹙，但声音又格外坚定。 　　林晚星望着他：“答案没有对错，也不互斥，你们可以做到这里所有事。” 　　“不是的，老师，你说了要我们看看自己内心深处藏得最深的东西，但我怂了，看到其他人答案的时候，我就知道我选错了。”付新书说。 　　天台再度静下，原本还嘻嘻哈哈的男生们，面对严肃的付新书，忽然有点不知该说什么。 　　付新书用眼神制止其他想说话的人，继续说：“是，我想念个好大学，想有好前途和好工作，想赚钱，但比起这些，我现在更想好好踢球，和兄弟们一起拿个冠军。但因为我知道这不可能，我也怕说出来会变成一种压力，所以我刚才放弃了，但我现在后悔了。” 　　他一字一句，掷地有声。 　　天台上更安静了，明月高悬，四下寂寥。 　　“老付别纠结这些啦！”秦敖左右看看，勾着他肩膀宽慰他，试图缓解气氛，“咱不还在一起踢球吗，夺冠不夺冠没那么重要，也不是想象就能做到的。” 　　“但我连想都不敢去想，连想都害怕，我很废物。”付新书说。 　　“老付别难过啊，老师都说了是思维实验，没有对错。” 　　“秦狗虽然是狗，但说的也有道理，他那么菜，哪能夺冠啊。”郑飞扬大大咧咧地说。 　　祁亮：“+1。” 　　这下，两人收获秦敖同学一人一记背锤：“你俩就不菜了吗！菜又怎么样，还记得莱斯特城吗？” 　　秦敖此刻已经从地上跳起，很兴奋。 　　林晚星抬头看他，男生就自然而然给她讲解起来。“莱斯特城，1314他们还在英冠，也就是英国的次级联赛。1415险险保级，1516就拿了冠军！英超冠军啊！这不是奇迹是什么？” 　　男生神采飞扬，受秦敖鼓舞，俞明也突然想到：“对啊，我们不连绿景国际都赢了吗？” 　　“靠，是啊，赢了绿景，我们可以打小组赛了。” 　　“小组赛组内双循环，万一抽到好签，分到菜逼队伍，出线也不是不可能。” 　　“那按你这么说，运气再好点，还能进四强……” 　　学生们这才想起来，他们今天刚战胜强敌，如果继续前进，也未必不能再赢下去。 　　一时间，天台上热火朝天，男生们恨不得立刻冲下天台，再去球场上跑两圈。 　　“打进四强就算成功？”忽然，祁亮的声音响起，既清澈又高冷。 　　林晚星不理解这句话的意思，但原来还兴高采烈的男生们，都突然像被泼了盆冷水。 　　祁亮：“想什么呢你们，小组赛出线的前提是抽到好签，我们有这个狗命吗？要不要先查查，去年进小组赛的16支队伍都是谁？永川恒大、禹州银象、封城景瑞、申城海波，还需要我再念吗？” 　　祁亮同学不愧是泼冷水小能手，并且有理有据令人信服，此言一出，其他人再度沉默下来。 　　“这些队伍很厉害吗，完全打不过吗？”林晚星问。 　　“老师你是不是不知道我们后面什么对手，你不了解足球不怪你啊。” 　　“好像确实打不过，绿景国际再怎么也还足球学校的校队，这几个都是职业球队的青年队梯度了，u19都有，绿景国际真不能比。” 　　男生们开始絮絮叨叨，祁亮一番话，又将他们打回原形。无论梦想多么宏伟美妙，现实残酷永远能将人瞬间击垮。 　　“而且教练都要走了，我们怎么能夺冠啊。”陈卫东说。 　　闻言，林晚星终于忍不住开口：首先，不要用我们自己来绑架他人，教练有他自己要做的事。” 　　可能因为她少见地黑下脸，男生们也都收起嬉皮笑脸。 　　付新书：“老师，他们不是这个意思，就是想安慰我。” 　　“你需要的不是安慰。”林晚星说，“你需要的是一些别的帮助。既然大家都看清自己渴望的东西，那该骄傲才对，这已经是一项很了不起的心理成就了。” 　　“这又是什么‘鸡汤’？”祁亮震惊。 　　“这不是‘鸡汤’。”林晚星想了下，还是很温和又坚定地说，“如果你们发现了自己的目标，那我们就来做这件事。” 　　男生们都很不可置信地看着她，祁亮甚至还用圆珠笔掏了掏耳朵。 　　林晚星看着祁亮，反问道：“为什么在‘混吃等死’和‘想享受每一场球’里做不出选择呢，你还是很喜欢踢球的，对吗？” 　　“我是喜欢啊，所以看着这群傻逼非要哔哔夺冠就烦。” 　　“你不想夺冠吗？”林晚星又问。 　　“我想啊，想就有用吗？”祁亮反驳。 　　“那他们起码比你有勇气，敢于承认。”林晚星说。 　　“这是承认不承认的问题吗？”祁亮声音清脆骄傲，“老师你不懂球，你成绩好没错，但这和学习不一样，不是认真读书就能搞好的事儿。” 　　“努力提高足球技巧和认真学习的过程，有很大程度区别吗？”林晚星反问。 　　祁亮震惊了，满脸你这是什么胡搅蛮缠的理论。 　　秦敖也说了：“老师你有点胡搅蛮缠了，足球是圆的。” 　　林鹿：“作业本是方的！” 　　林晚星：“我并不是想要说服你们什么，我的观点很简单，如果你们想夺冠，那我们就来做这件事。” 　　“怎么做，喊口号？‘我要夺冠’‘我要考满分’，这样问？”祁亮问。 　　“如果你非要听口号，那就是：调整心态、掌握技巧、设立目标、稳步前进。”林晚星说。 　　男生们露出不明所以的表情，林晚星坐直身子，拍拍身边的地面，让大家都坐下。 　　祁亮用圆珠笔捅了捅耳朵后：“这个口号好像比刚才那个好听一点。” 　　“非要说我能为你们提供什么帮助，除了我本人擅长喊口号之外，确实还掌握一些技巧。而这些技巧不仅适用学习，同样也适用足球，因为所有人类向目标努力进步的过程，都有其一致性。” 　　男生们面面相觑，很不理解：“什么技巧。” 　　“我的建议是，首先正确认识目标。将你们的夺冠愿望深藏心底，它是努力的方向，而非单纯的结果。”林晚星说。 　　“啊？”林鹿不解。 　　“还不是那套，结果不重要，别想赢不赢，先好好踢球，我还以为有多了不起呢。”秦敖松口气，但目光中亦有失望。 　　“你为什么不喜欢学习呢？”林晚星思考了下，忽然问道。 　　“什么？”秦敖震惊，“我就不是这块料啊，学不好不是很正常。” 　　“回想一下你的过去，从小到大，为什么不喜欢学习。” 　　“这能为啥，就学不进去啊，做题老做错，考试考不好，上课走神。”秦敖说。 　　“就感觉学习就是为了考试，考不好就挨打，没意思。”俞明说。 　　“那是你们对考试的理解错了。”林晚星说，“学习本身是掌握知识和自我能力提升的过程。通过考试，我了解我哪部分学会了，那很高兴。而哪些部分有不足、我不会，我就继续学一下。这是那一张张试卷承载的最基本意义。” 　　“也不是我想看分数啊，爸妈老师让我们看的啊！”郑飞扬抱怨。 　　“那如果考卷都不会呢……”俞明弱弱地问道。 　　“我们换个角度来想想，如果我的目标是最后能完成为学校女子教工足球队的一员，你们会继续怎么教我？”林晚星反问。 　　“先用脚颠球，练练球感？”秦敖思考片刻，回答。 　　“你不会对我提出，林晚星，你要拿个冠军的目标，对吗？” 　　“那肯定啊，这不是有病吗？”秦敖也震惊。 　　“ok，你是否发现，你已经在帮助我把一项庞大的结果目标，一点一点分解成了过程目标。”林晚星顿了顿，“这就是我不建议把考试考100分和夺冠之类的结果设置为你们的目标，因为它们在心理学意义上并不适合。” 　　“那什么才是合适的？” 　　“问你你们啊，继续帮助我。” 　　“不是，我们学校还有女子教工足球队这东西？”陈江河怔愣。 　　“就假设一下。”林晚星说。 　　“哦，那……还呓桦有体能，练体能很重要。”陈江河说。 　　“球感要一起练啊！颠球以后，带球跑要先练下！” 　　“运球绕杆练习。” 　　“光你厉害也不行啊，要大家一起练的，就那种分组传接球训练。” 　　男生们你一言我一语，讲起专长，开始头头是道起来。 　　林晚星沉思片刻，问：“体能考核有什么标准吗？” 　　“有的啊，100米，还有长跑。”陈江河说，“各种各样的考核。” 　　“如果我100米跑时间没达到你们的标准，怎么办？”林晚星继续问。 　　“啊，你为什么要达到我们的标准，老师你都这么老了。” 　　林晚星被他们的脑回路气笑了，又有些无奈：“我的意思是，如果我不达标，体能训练太无聊，然后不想踢了怎么办？” 　　“那再练练啊，而且你也不用和我们的标准比啊。体能训练有很多挺有意思的，虽然累，但练了也很爽，让我们教练教你。”郑飞扬突然挤眉弄眼。 　　“可我不想练体能了，没意思，又苦又累，你们要怎么劝我？” 　　“呃，体能练好会变成猛人？” 　　“能减肥。” 　　“有漂亮的肌肉线条。” 　　“你能提着矿泉水桶上五楼不喘气！” 　　学生们你一言我一语，开始给她画饼。 　　“老师，要不明天你和我们一起晨跑吧，你这小胳膊小腿我看是得练练！”秦敖说。 　　“可以啊。”林晚星很爽快地答应，“那你们也能像给我做规划一样，给自己设计一个向目标前进的方案吗？”她问。 　　“啊，这我们哪会啊。”俞明懵了。 　　“什么方案，夺冠方案？你这事儿简单，我们都会，但我们这个和你这个难度不一样。” 　　男生们你一言我一语，困惑而不解。 　　林晚星认真观察学生们的表情，她说：“我的意思是，安静下来，先想一想。” 　　夜深人静，远处球场草坪上，传来蟋蟀一声高一声低的鸣叫声。男生们逐渐安静下来，从一开始的满头雾水抗拒思考，慢慢在今日尚未冷却的热血经历中，回忆他们的足球经历。 　　“就好比‘战术一’？我们定一个个小目标，然后掌握它们，这样？” 　　“好像是我，就像今天一样，我们不想别的，不想能不能赢绿景，目标就是完成‘战术一’。” 　　“对对对，专注在比赛上，然后真完成了就很爽！” 　　有人提起今日胜利，剩下的眼睛都亮了。 　　“可‘战术一’成功是因为教练牛逼啊！”林鹿忽然插嘴，拍马屁。 　　这时，一直在躺椅上沉沉睡去的人，忽然动了。 　　王法抬起手，伸了个懒腰。 　　林晚星听到他略带沙哑的声音，在月色下漂浮。 　　他说：“不，因为小林老师厉害。” 　　林晚星本还沉浸在教育学生的畅快情绪中，被他突然一闹，不由自主脸红了。 　　王法跳下长椅，向他们走来。 　　林鹿：“老师，是不是就像我们打游戏，星要一颗一颗上？” 　　“或许在某些方面很相似，所以我们开始想一下。”林晚星循循善诱，“那么打好王者荣耀最基础的事什么？” 　　“有一台好手机。”王法答。
Chapter 48: The Goal It starts out as silence, as if the air has been drained or a completely silent universe.　　Darkness and oppression envelop the rooftops.　　Slowly, the crescent moon rises and insects chirp.　　The kittens downstairs let out a long, long "meow", and the boys picked up their pens again and began to make a final decision, slowly and hard.　　Then, someone cried.　　Lin Wanxing didn't know who it was at first.　　It would have been humiliating for a boy to shed tears. But on the rooftop at this moment, Lin Lu threw away the pen and cried generously.　　There are a lot of surprises in life. Lin Wanxing thought helplessly. Although she knew that the boys might not be able to stand it in the end, she did feel a little panicked in the face of the students who actually cried.　　While wondering if I was really pushing them too far, I felt that it was not a big deal to cry and vent.　　Lin Wanxing took a tissue from the table and walked to Lin Lu's side.　　Lin Lu took the tissue and began to wipe his eyes, but after a while, it turned out to be just tears that soaked his eyes, turning into soybeans and falling down one by one.　　Lin Lu howled even louder.　　"Don't, don't...... Don't cry. Lin Wanxing was even more panicked, at a loss, "Shhhh At this time, Qin Ao stood up, threw the scratch paper he had finished writing into her hand at will, and then picked up the tissue: "He is shouting 'spicy'." Lin Wanxing didn't know why, Lin Lu also lowered his voice and was screaming, listening carefully, it really seemed to be shouting.　　"Teacher, spicy, spicy......" Lin Lu wiped his eyes, tears welling up beside him.　　Lin Wanxing hurriedly looked at the tissue in Qin Ao's hand.　　Qin Ao sniffed it and said, "I used it, who ate the spicy pot to wipe his mouth." "This ......" Lin Wanxing was shocked, "I don't know, why the paper towel that wiped my mouth is folded so like new!" 　　"It's so spicy! Teacher, I really don't want to cry! Lin Lu said aggrievedly.　　Lin Wanxing immediately saluted and admitted his mistake: "Sorry!" Being so troubled by spicy paper towels, the originally gloomy atmosphere on the rooftop was swept away.　　Although Lin Wanxing didn't ask for it, just as she was looking for eye drops to clean Lin Lu's eyes, the boys handed her the paper they had written one by one.　　Because of the constant writing and drawing, the scratch paper rubs against the desktop floor, and each piece of paper is fragile.　　Unconsciously, Lin Wanxing put a stack in front of him.　　The students looked at her with wistful eyes.　　Like a child waiting for a review after answering a question, or everyone wants to match the answer together.　　But more, Lin Wanxing knows very well that this is a kind of trust.　　She carefully dried her hands, sat cross-legged on the floor, and began to understand the students' final choice by taking advantage of the dim light hanging from the verandah.　　In fact, before reading it, Lin Wanxing also imagined a lot of answers, but when she really saw the answers after everyone's difficult self-choice, she still held her breath unconsciously.　　The top piece of paper is Fu Xinshu, and there are countless scratches of different shades on the paper, and in those beautiful ideas, he finally left the "I want to be admitted to 985" that he wanted to delete.　　Next is Qin Ao, his font is as chic and wild as a person, and the final answer seems to have been decided without hesitation, he said "I want to win a championship".　　Chen Jianghe finally gave up his desire to "play football abroad" and hoped to "stay by his mother's side".　　Qi Liang still didn't cross out "eating and waiting for death", but in the same way, he also retained "the opportunity to enjoy every game".　　Yu Ming crossed out everything on the paper, but wrote another line at the end: "I feel that what I want in the end is to win a championship, although it is unlikely."　　Lin Lu had two pieces of paper, one crumpled and one that was only half transcribed. He made a mess of it. Some crossed out, others circled again. Lin Wanxing looked carefully, and he focused on "Glory of Kings hit 100 stars and became a professional player", "Win the championship" and "Eat all the snacks in the world".　　Eventually, he left the middle one.　　Zheng Feiyang wants to win a championship with his brothers.　　…… 　　Unconsciously, Lin Wanxing had already turned to the last one.　　Lin Wanxing put all the scratch paper on her lap vertically and gently folded it. Perhaps she had imagined the answers, but when she saw the colorful answers and the answers that eventually converged, she could still feel what might be called shock.　　The human mind is so colorful, every time you observe it, it is amazing.　　When she looked up again, the boys immediately retracted their gaze, looked left and right, and pretended not to care about other people's answers Lin Wanxing smiled, and just wanted to speak, but Qin Ao stopped her: "You are not allowed to read it!" "Everyone has seen it, what does it matter if you don't read it?" Lin Wanxing still smiled and asked rhetorically.　　"What's wrong with Lao Tzu wanting to win a championship, even if you say that Lao Tzu is delusional, Lao Tzu also wants to win the championship!" Qin Ao shouted.　　"What about you?" Lin Wanxing asked the others.　　Qi Liang was shocked, "You're already lazy like this, you don't continue to publish some chicken soup after reading it, but ask 'us'?" "So I'm going to say, 'The experiment is over, and now it's disbanded'? Or ......" Lin Wanxing paused, "You want me to say, 'Go clean up the table now'?" The boys immediately shouted, and everyone pushed back and refused to take the lead.　　In the midst of such a chaotic noise, Fu Xinshu's voice sounded.　　He said, "Teacher, I think I made the wrong choice. Fu Xinshu frowned, but his voice was extremely firm.　　Lin Wanxing looked at him: "There is no right or wrong answer, and it is not mutually exclusive, you can do everything here." "No, teacher, you said that you want us to see what is hidden deepest in our hearts, but I coaxed, and when I saw other people's answers, I knew that I had chosen the wrong one." Fu Xinshu said.　　The rooftop was quiet again, and the boys who were still giggling suddenly didn't know what to say in the face of the serious Fu Xinshu.　　Fu Xinshu stopped other people who wanted to speak with his eyes, and continued: "Yes, I want to go to a good university, I want to have a good future and a good job, and I want to make money, but compared to these, I want to play football more now and win a championship with my brothers." But because I knew it wasn't possible, and I was afraid that speaking out would turn into a pressure, so I just gave up, but I regret it now. He said it word by word, loudly.　　The rooftop was quieter, the moon hung high, and there was silence in all directions.　　"Don't worry about this!" Qin Ao looked left and right, hooked his shoulders to comfort him, and tried to ease the atmosphere, "Aren't we still playing together, it's not so important to win the championship or not, and it's not something that can be done by imagination." "But I don't even dare to think about it, I'm scared to even think about it, I'm a waste." Fu Xinshu said.　　"Don't be sad, Lao Fu, the teacher said that it was a thought experiment, and there was no right or wrong." 　　"Although Qin Gou is a dog, what he said makes sense, he is so vegetable, how can he win the championship." Zheng Feiyang said with a big grin.　　Qi Liang: "+1." At this time, the two of them received a back hammer from Qin Ao's classmates: "Don't you two cook!" What about the dishes, remember Leicester City? Qin Ao had already jumped up from the ground at this moment, very excited.　　Lin Wanxing looked up at him, and the boy naturally explained it to her. "Leicester City, 1314 they are still in the Championship, which is the second division of the United Kingdom. 1415 risk relegation, 1516 won the championship! Premier League champions! Isn't that a miracle what? The boy was full of energy, and encouraged by Qin Ao, Yu Ming also suddenly thought: "Yes, don't we even win LVGEM?" "Damn, yes, if we win LVGEM, we can play in the group stage." 　　"There is a double round robin in the group stage, in case a good draw is drawn, and it is not impossible to qualify." 　　"Then according to what you say, no matter how lucky you are, you can still enter the semi-finals......" 　　Only then did the students remember that they had just defeated a strong opponent today, and if they continued to move forward, they might not be able to win again.　　For a while, the rooftop was in full swing, and the boys were eager to rush off the rooftop immediately and go to the court for two more laps.　　"Reaching the Final Four is considered a success?" Suddenly, Qi Liang's voice sounded, both clear and cold.　　Lin Wanxing didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but the boys who were still elated suddenly seemed to have been poured cold water.　　Qi Liang: "What do you think, the premise of qualifying for the group stage is to draw a good lot, do we have this dog's life?" Do you want to check first, who are the 16 teams that entered the group stage last year? Yongchuan Evergrande, Yuzhou Silver Elephant, Closed City Jingrui, Shencheng Haibo, do you still need me to read it again? Qi Liang is worthy of being a little expert in pouring cold water, and he is convincing with reason and evidence, as soon as this remark came out, the others fell silent again.　　"Are these teams so good that they can't beat them at all?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Teacher, don't you know what opponent we are behind us, you don't blame you for not knowing football." 　　"It seems that it really can't be beaten, no matter how much LVGEM International is still the school team of the football school, these are all youth team gradients of professional teams, U19 are available, LVGEM International really can't be compared." 　　The boys began to chatter, and Qi Liang said something that knocked them back to their original shape. No matter how grand and wonderful the dream is, the cruelty of reality can always break people in an instant.　　"And the coach is leaving, how can we win the championship." Chen Weidong said.　　Hearing this, Lin Wanxing finally couldn't help but speak: First of all, don't use ourselves to kidnap others, the coach has his own things to do. Probably because she rarely blackened her face, the boys also put away their hippie smiles.　　Fu Xinshu: "Teacher, they don't mean this, they just want to comfort me. "You don't need comfort." "What you need is some other help. Now that everyone sees what they desire, it is time to be proud, which is already a great psychological achievement. "What kind of 'chicken soup' is this?" Qi Liang was shocked.　　"It's not 'chicken soup.'" Lin Wanxing thought for a while, but still said very gently and firmly, "If you find your goal, then we will do it." The boys looked at her in disbelief, and Qi Liang even plucked his ears with a ballpoint pen.　　Lin Wanxing looked at Qi Liang and asked rhetorically: "Why can't you choose between 'eating and waiting for death' and 'wanting to enjoy every game', you still like to play football, right?" "I like it, so it's annoying to watch these idiots beep and win." 　　"Don't you want to win the championship?" Lin Wanxing asked again.　　"I think, is it useful to think about it?" Qi Liang retorted.　　"Then they at least have more courage than you to admit it." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Is it a question of admitting or not admitting?" Qi Liang's voice was crisp and proud, "Teacher, you don't know how to play, it's right that you have good grades, but this is different from studying, it's not something that can be done well by studying hard." "Is there a big difference between the process of working hard to improve your football skills and studying seriously?" Lin Wanxing asked rhetorically.　　Qi Liang was shocked, and his face was full of what kind of nonsense theory you are talking about.　　Qin Ao also said: "Teacher, you are a little nonsense, the football is round." Lin Lu: "The homework is square!" Lin Wanxing: "I'm not trying to convince you of anything, my point of view is very simple, if you want to win the championship, then we will do it." "How to do it, shout slogans?" I want to win the championship'' 'I want to get a perfect score', so ask? Qi Liang asked.　　"If you have to listen to the slogan, it is: adjust your mentality, master the skills, set goals, and move steadily." Lin Wanxing said.　　The boys showed uncertain expressions, Lin Wanxing sat up straight, patted the ground beside him, and asked everyone to sit down.　　Qi Liang poked his ear with a ballpoint pen: "This slogan seems to be a little better than the one just now." "If I have to say what I can do to help you, in addition to being good at shouting slogans, I do have some skills. And these skills are not only applicable to learning, but also to football, because all human beings strive to progress towards their goals have their own consistency. The boys looked at each other, puzzled: "What a skill." "My advice is, first of all, get the goal right. Keep your desire to win the championship in the bottom of your heart, it is a direction of effort, not a simple result. Lin Wanxing said.　　"Huh?" Lin Lu was puzzled.　　"It's not like that, the result doesn't matter, don't think about winning or not, play well first, I thought it was amazing." Qin Ao breathed a sigh of relief, but there was also disappointment in his eyes.　　"Why don't you like to study?" Lin Wanxing thought for a moment and suddenly asked.　　"What?" Qin Ao was shocked, "I'm not this material, it's not normal to learn well." "Think back to your past, growing up, why didn't you like to study." 　　"Why can this be, I can't learn, I always make mistakes in questions, I don't do well in exams, and I get distracted in class." Qin Ao said.　　"I feel that studying is for exams, and if I don't do well in the exam, I will be beaten, which is boring." Yu Ming said.　　"That's because you guys misunderstood the exam." Lin Wanxing said, "Learning itself is a process of mastering knowledge and improving one's own ability. I passed the exam and I understood what part I had learned, and that was great. And which parts are deficient and I don't, I'll continue to learn. This is the most basic meaning of the test papers. "It's not that I want to see the scores, my parents and teachers let us see them!" Zheng Feiyang complained.　　"Then what if you don't know the exam papers......" Yu Ming asked weakly.　　"Let's think about it from another perspective, if my goal was to finally finish as a member of the school's girls' soccer team, how would you continue to teach me?" Lin Wanxing asked rhetorically.　　"First use your feet to juggle the ball and practice your sense of the ball?" Qin Ao thought for a moment and replied.　　"You won't propose to me, Lin Wanxing, you want to win a championship goal, right?" 　　"Surely then, isn't that sick?" Qin Ao was also shocked.　　"Okay, do you find that you're already helping me break down a huge outcome goal into a process goal, little by little." Lin Wanxing paused, "That's why I don't recommend setting the results of 100 points on the exam and winning the championship as your goals, because they are not suitable in the psychological sense." "So what's appropriate?" 　　"Ask you, keep helping me." 　　"No, we still have a girls' soccer team in our school?" Chen Jianghe was stunned.　　"Let's just assume that." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Oh, that'...... It is also very important to practice physical fitness. Chen Jianghe said.　　"You have to practice together! After juggling the ball, you have to practice running with the ball first! "Dribble around the pole and practice." 　　"It's not good just that you're good, you have to practice together, just that kind of group passing and receiving training." 　　Boys, you talk about your expertise, and you start to talk about it.　　Lin Wanxing pondered for a moment and asked, "Are there any standards for physical fitness assessment?" "Yes, 100 meters, and long-distance running." Chen Jianghe said, "All kinds of assessments. "What if I don't run the 100 meters to your standards?" Lin Wanxing continued to ask.　　"Ah, why are you living up to our standards, teacher, you're so old." 　　Lin Wanxing laughed angrily at their brain circuits, and was a little helpless: "I mean, what if I don't meet the standards, the physical training is too boring, and then I don't want to play?" "Then practice again, and you don't have to compare with our standards. There are a lot of interesting physical trainings, although they are tired, but they are also very refreshing, let our coach teach you. Zheng Feiyang suddenly squeezed his eyebrows.　　"But I don't want to practice physical fitness, it's boring, it's hard and tired, how can you persuade me?" 　　"Uh, if you do a good job of physical training, you will become a fierce man?" 　　"I can lose weight." 　　"There are beautiful muscle lines." 　　"You can carry a bucket of mineral water up to the fifth floor without panting!" 　　The students began to draw cakes for her.　　"Teacher, why don't you go for a morning run with us tomorrow, I think you have to practice with your little arms and legs!" Qin Ao said.　　"Yes." Lin Wanxing readily agreed, "Then can you also design a plan for yourself to move towards the goal like planning for me?" She asked.　　"Ah, how could we?" Yu Ming was stunned.　　"What's the plan, the winning plan? It's easy for you, and we'll do it all, but it's not the same as yours. The boys, you are confused and puzzled.　　Lin Wanxing carefully observed the students' expressions, and she said, "I mean, be quiet and think about it first.In the dead of night, on the pitch lawn in the distance, there was a high and low chirping of crickets. The boys gradually quieted down, from the beginning of the confusion and resistance to thinking, slowly reminiscing about their football experience in the bloody experience that has not yet cooled down today.　　"It's like 'Tactic One'? Let's set small goals and master them, so what? "It seems to be me, just like today, we don't want anything else, we don't want to win LVGEM, the goal is to complete the 'Tactic One'." 　　"Yes, yes, yes, focus on the game, and then it's cool to really finish!" 　　Someone mentioned today's victory, and the rest of the eyes lit up.　　"But the success of 'Tactic One' is because the coach is awesome!" Lin Lu suddenly interjected and patted his ass.　　At this time, the person who had been sleeping in the recliner suddenly moved.　　Wang Fa raised his hand and stretched.　　Lin Wanxing heard his slightly hoarse voice, floating in the moonlight.　　He said, "No, because Mr. Kobayashi is amazing. Lin Wanxing was still immersed in the joyful mood of educating students, but he suddenly made a fuss and couldn't help blushing.　　Wang Fa jumped off the bench and walked towards them.　　Lin Lu: "Teacher, isn't it like we play a game, and the stars have to be on one by one?" "Maybe it's similar in some ways, so we started thinking about it." Lin Wanxing was kind and seductive, "So what is the most basic thing to lay the glory of the king?" "There's a good phone." Wang Fa replied.

第49章 手机 　　其实林晚星那时并不了解王法。 　　她以为他说手机， 一是开玩笑，二是指“好比玩游戏需要硬件基础，踢球也需要优秀身体素质”。 　　王法说这些话， 是他作为教练的责任心。 　　但后来林晚星想， 为什么他还愿意一次又一次地再试试呢？ 　　她确实不了解王法。 　　第二日清晨，林晚星被一阵敲门声吵醒。 　　昨天学生们留得晚，今日还要上班，所以她闹钟定了8点。 　　而现在…… 　　林晚星翻身拿起手机，被上面的6：30分搞得有点神志不清。 　　她简单换好衣服，推开门， 外面是一张张精神抖擞的面孔。 　　陈江河、秦敖、付新书、俞明……还有王法？？？ 　　王法怎么可能这个点和学生一起站她门口？ 　　林晚星看了看天际初升的朝阳，认为是自己出现了幻觉。 　　她关上门，准备再去睡会。 　　她脑袋沾上枕头， 被子还没来得及拉过头顶， 又是一阵敲门声。 　　咚咚咚！ 　　“老师快起床啦！” 　　咚咚咚！ 　　“说好今天要去晨跑的！” 　　咚咚咚！ 　　“想想肌肉！想想马甲线！快起床啦！” 　　林晚星掀开被子坐起， 搓了搓脸，确认了不是幻觉。 　　夏末初秋， 清晨还是很热。 　　林晚星再次打开房门，晨光已亮得刺眼。 　　她手里被塞了一副大饼油条，学生们二话不说，簇拥着她， 往楼下走。 　　迷迷糊糊间，林晚星站在了元元补习班的小教学仓库里，扑面而来老旧书本的味道，她才清醒了点。 　　“准备好好学习天天向上了吗？”环顾四周， 不大的房间被学生们挤满， 林晚星不明所以地问。 　　“老师你怎么这么健忘！” 　　“昨天不是说了要让我们设计方案吗？” 　　“你们设计好了？”林晚星震惊地问。 　　“那肯定没有啊！”林鹿非常骄傲地说， “可我们有教练啊。” 　　“啊？”林晚星看向王法，青年打了个哈欠，像和她一样，都没睡醒。 　　“你昨天不是说，让我们自己设计方案嘛，其实我们也不知道具体要怎么做。就跟上学一样，都是老师教练说什么我们干什么。” 　　林晚星笑道：“可老师让你认真学习你也没听指挥啊。” 　　“你别打岔。”秦敖挥挥手。 　　“嗯。”林晚星点头，示意他继续。 　　“但我们想，就和读书要考试一样，为的就是自己心里点有逼数，知道几斤几两。我们也要知道自己足球水平在什么哪儿，才好定目标……” 　　看着学生们认真分析这些问题，林晚星也安静下来。 　　“我们要提高的方面有很多，比如……有些是必要条件，教练之前就一直在提醒我们，就是身体素质这块的，要怎么提高其实我们也不知道，但感觉我们首先需要一个测试。” 　　她听着学生们努力分析，提出方向，尝试规划处理，虽然有种种不完善，可尝试本身就很了不起了。 　　“那么，我可以为你们提供什么帮助呢？”听完秦敖陈述后，林晚星问。 　　“你会修打印机吗？”秦敖问。 　　“哈？”林晚星摸摸耳朵，怀疑自己还是没睡醒。 　　“我们想打印东西，但是打印机用不了了。”秦敖拍拍手边的机器。 　　学生们一个个眼巴巴看着她，林晚星想了下，指了下打印机，问：“这是什么？” 　　“打印机啊。”男生们齐齐喊道。 　　“这个呢？”她又指着桌上另一件东西。 　　“电脑啊！” 　　声音在摆满各种杂物的房间内隆隆响起。 　　理直气壮的。 　　林晚星点头，很平静地说：“那既然电脑在这里，打印机在那里。现在打印机用不了，你们为什么不能用电脑查查原因，然后自己把它修好呢？” 　　“我们试过了，不行啊。” 　　“和电脑连好的，但东西打不出来。” 　　“应该就是打印机坏了。” 　　学生们你一言我一语，显得有点委屈。 　　林晚星也没有说话，就安静听他们诉苦，直到某一瞬间，所有人的话都说完了。 　　林晚星：“我不理解，网上是只能查怎么修电脑，查不到怎么修打印机吗？” 　　“就……” 　　“就是……” 　　学生们再度卡壳。 　　其实林晚星很理解学生们的想法，他们也不是不想修理打印机和做出更多努力，只是好像这种专业的活应该大人来干。因为没人告诉他们可以，他们也从没做过。 　　林晚星：“没关系，放心试，修坏算我的。” 　　元元补习班的教学小仓库里挤了很多人，热烘烘的。林晚星说完，和王法退出去，给学生们时间和空间自己处理这件事。 　　她站在房间外的走廊尽头，对着窗户，剥开早餐外包的塑料袋，咬了一口油条。 　　“他们来找你的吗？”晨风拂面，林晚星边吃早餐，边抬头问身旁的人，“靠什么打动你的？” 　　“说给林老师买了大饼油条，给我买的是油饼包烧麦，比你这个好吃。”青年悠然的声音响起。 　　“……”林晚星一口饼卡在喉咙口，顿时就没这么香了。 　　很快，屋里传出大动静，房间门再度打开。学生们冲出来，好像发现了关键问题，争先恐后地说。 　　“老师，那个是惠普的激光打印机！” 　　“硒鼓不是坏了，就是没墨了！” 　　“我们想先试着给硒鼓里加点碳粉，虽然工序有点复杂但感觉可以试试，实在不行只能换硒鼓。” 　　付新书掏出手机最后说：“我刚淘宝查了下碳粉，还有适配的硒鼓价格，可以先买碳粉吗？” 　　那时林晚星的油条还没啃完，学生们用兴奋而期盼的眼神看着她。 　　林晚星说：“不用了。” 　　“怎么不用了？” 　　“老师你良心发现要给我们重新换个打印机吗！” 　　“教学仓库里有碳粉，你们可以直接去拿。”她说。 　　“啊，你怎么知道？” 　　“你一早知道打印机有问题提前买好了？” 　　“因为我爷爷啊，他是个什么都会准备好的人。” 　　学生们果然在摆放教学耗材的柜子里找到碳粉，可把它们加入硒鼓，却并不是个简单的活。 　　虽然他们总说不行就进厂拧螺丝，但其实某些拧螺丝也是技术工种。 　　他们小心翼翼拔出定位销，取出鼓芯，拧开固定螺丝，缓缓加入碳粉。 　　当第一张试打印成功时，房间里满是热情洋溢的鼓掌声，好像大家一起完成了什么大项目。 　　完成测试后，就是正式打印，一张张表格被打印机迅速吐出。 　　林晚星这才了解看到学生们想要打印的东西是什么。像他们说的那样，那似乎是体能测试的一些项目。 　　林晚星仔细看着上面的条目，又和常规的50米跑之类的不太一样，有诸如“灵敏性30码、T型训练、F形训练”之类她也看不懂的词组。 　　“你帮他们制定的表格？”林晚星震惊地看向王法，“油饼包烧麦你就干了，这和出卖灵魂有什么区别？！” 　　俞明一听就急了：“教练你怎么能出卖我们！” 　　“说好不告诉老师的！” 　　王法则依旧保持那副悠然闲适的态度：“没关系，你们老师不会吃醋的。” 　　林晚星：“……” 　　每人一块文件板、表格、铅笔、皮尺…… 　　王法要求很多，皮尺最后是在学校体育器材室找到的。 　　林晚星同王法认识那么久，平时最多见他口袋里塞本薄本和铅笔，从未见他像现在这样，准备如此认真充分。 　　她抱着王法要求准备的文件板和表格，同大家一起来到老体育场草坪。 　　学生们依次列队，王法站在他们身前。 　　王法说：“关于‘好手机’对‘打好游戏’的重要性，你们应该比我更清楚。可手机出厂时就已被定好全部硬件规格，使用后只会不断老化，而人不一样。 　　对于人来说，我们很幸运的一点是：从出生开始，我们就在不断摸索如何控制肌肉，使用身体。因此通过正确的训练，每个人都能感受到自我运动能力的全方位提升。虽然个人先天条件所不同，但只要你们不是极端的情况，通过训练，完全能让你们的身体能游刃有余地承担目前要参加的比赛。” 　　王法说话很务实，没有任何花里胡哨的鼓舞和承诺。正因为这样，反而让学生们觉得，他们是可以试试去做，并且能做到的。 　　“而我们今天要完成的，是‘速度、灵敏性和反应力测试’。或许你们之前也进行过类似训练，它们也有各种不同译名，但不管怎么变，这三项是包括足球在内大量体育运动的重要基础。” 　　男生们认真点头。 　　“我将为你们介绍表格里的所有项目，有不明白的地方，请记在心里，在讲解完成后，会有提问时间。” 　　他话不多，但关于训练事项用词精准，语速清晰有力，因此学生们也听得很认真。在他讲解结束后，学生们也问了不少问题。 　　有些问题王法现场解答，有些则告知他们，将在具体测试中进行更进一步的示范。 　　王法：“如果在理论上没有不清楚的地方，接下来，我们将开始第一项测试。” 　　林晚星站在王法身边，听到他说这话，不由得握住铅笔。她沐浴着朝阳晨光，有种要协助完成测试的油然使命感。 　　王法：“你也一起。” 　　林晚星指指自己。 　　王法点头。 　　“我们不是一起吗？”林晚星摇了摇手里的文件板，半抬头问他。 　　王法却顺手接过她手里的“助理”小工具，说：“我的意思是，请小林老师和学生们一起完成这些测试。” 　　“我和学生们一起做体能测验？”林晚星懵了。 　　“是啊，如果小林老师有不清楚的地方，我可以单独为你讲一遍，有这个需要吗？”王法问。 　　林晚星仰头，明晃晃的太阳照了她满身，她觉得自己今天果然还是没睡醒。
Chapter 49 Mobile Phone In fact, Lin Wanxing didn't know about Wang Fa at that time.　　She thought that when he said mobile phones, one was joking, and the other was that "just like playing games requires hardware foundation, and playing football also requires excellent physical fitness".　　Wang Fa said these words because of his sense of responsibility as a coach.　　But then Lin Wanxing thought, why is he still willing to try again and again?　　She really didn't know the royal law.　　In the early morning of the second day, Lin Wanxing was woken up by a knock on the door.　　Yesterday the students stayed late and had to go to work today, so she set her alarm for 8 o'clock.　　And now...... 　　Lin Wanxing turned over and picked up her phone, and was a little delirious by the 6:30 score above.　　She simply changed her clothes and pushed the door open, and there were energetic faces outside.　　Chen Jianghe, Qin Ao, Fu Xinshu, Yu Ming...... And Wang Fa???　　How could Wang Fa stand at her door with the students at this point?　　Lin Wanxing looked at the rising sun in the sky and thought that she was hallucinating.　　She closed the door and prepared to go back to bed.　　Her head was on the pillow, and before the quilt could be pulled over her head, there was another knock at the door.　　Knock knock!　　"Teacher, get up!" 　　Knock knock!　　"I said I was going for a morning run today!" 　　Knock knock!　　"Think muscles! Think of the vest line! Wake up! Lin Wanxing lifted the quilt and sat up, rubbed her face, and confirmed that it was not a hallucination.　　In late summer and early autumn, the mornings are still very hot.　　Lin Wanxing opened the door again, and the morning light was dazzling.　　She had a pair of flatbread fritters stuffed in her hand, and the students didn't say a word, but hugged her and walked downstairs.　　In a daze, Lin Wanxing stood in the small teaching warehouse of Yuanyuan cram school, and the smell of old books came to her face, and she sobered up.　　"Are you ready to study every day?" Looking around, the small room was crowded with students, Lin Wanxing asked inexplicably.　　"Teacher, why are you so forgetful!" 　　"Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted us to design a plan?" 　　"You've got it?" Lin Wanxing asked in shock.　　"Surely not!" Lin Lu said very proudly, "But we have a coach." 　　"Huh?" Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa, the young man yawned, like her, he didn't wake up.　　"Didn't you say yesterday that we should design our own solutions, but we don't know exactly how to do it. It's the same as going to school, it's all about what the teacher and coach say, and we do it. Lin Wanxing said with a smile: "But the teacher asked you to study hard, and you didn't listen to the command." "Don't interrupt." Qin Ao waved his hand.　　"Hmm." Lin Wanxing nodded and motioned for him to continue.　　"But we think it's the same as studying for exams, in order to have a strong number in our hearts and know how many catties and taels we have. We also need to know where our football level is, so that we can set goals......" 　　Watching the students carefully analyze these problems, Lin Wanxing also quieted down.　　"There are a lot of things we need to improve, such as...... Some of them are necessary conditions, and the coach has been reminding us before, that is, physical fitness, we don't know how to improve, but I feel that we need a test first. She listened to the students try to analyze, come up with directions, and try to plan and deal with them, and despite all the imperfections, the attempt itself is remarkable.　　"So, how can I help you?" After listening to Qin Ao's statement, Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Will you fix the printer?" Qin Ao asked.　　"Huh?" Lin Wanxing touched her ears and suspected that she still hadn't woken up.　　"We want to print something, but the printer doesn't work." Qin Ao patted the machine in his hand.　　The students looked at her one by one, Lin Wanxing thought for a while, pointed to the printer, and asked, "What is this?" "Printers." The boys shouted in unison.　　"Where's this?" She pointed to another item on the table.　　"Computers!" 　　Voices rumbled through the room filled with miscellaneous items.　　Justifiably.　　Lin Wanxing nodded and said very calmly: "Then since the computer is here, the printer is there." Now that the printer doesn't work, why can't you use the computer to find out the cause and fix it yourself? "We tried, but no." 　　"It's connected to the computer, but things can't be typed." 　　"It should be that the printer is broken." 　　The students, you say a word to me, and you seem a little aggrieved.　　Lin Wanxing didn't speak, just listened to their grievances quietly, until a certain moment, everyone's words were finished.　　Lin Wanxing: "I don't understand, you can only find out how to repair a computer on the Internet, but you can't find out how to repair a printer?" "Just ......" 　　"It's ......" 　　The students are stuck again.　　In fact, Lin Wanxing understands the students' thoughts very well, and it is not that they don't want to repair printers and make more efforts, but it seems that this kind of professional work should be done by adults. Because no one told them they could, and they never did.　　Lin Wanxing: "It's okay, don't worry about trying, it's mine." There were a lot of people in the small teaching warehouse of Yuanyuan cram school, and it was hot. After Lin Wanxing finished speaking, he withdrew with Wang Fa, giving the students time and space to deal with this matter by themselves.　　She stood at the end of the hallway outside her room, stared at the window, peeled off the plastic bag wrapped around her breakfast, and took a bite of the fritters.　　"Did they come looking for you?" The morning breeze was blowing, Lin Wanxing was eating breakfast, and while looking up and asking the person next to her, "What impressed you?" "I said that I bought flatbread fritters for Mr. Lin, and I bought them oil cake wrapped in siu mai, which is better than yours.The young man's leisurely voice sounded.　　"......" Lin Wanxing took a bite of cake stuck in her throat, and it was not so fragrant immediately.　　Soon, there was a lot of commotion in the room, and the door opened again. The students rushed out, as if they had found a key problem, and scrambled to speak.　　"Teacher, that's an HP laser printer!" 　　"The toner cartridge is either broken or out of ink!" 　　"We want to try to add some toner to the toner cartridge first, although the process is a bit complicated, but I feel that we can try, but we can't do it, so we can only change the toner cartridge." 　　Fu Xinshu took out his mobile phone and finally said: "I just checked the toner on Taobao, and there is the price of the suitable toner cartridge, can I buy toner first?" At that time, Lin Wanxing's fritters had not finished eating, and the students looked at her with excited and expectant eyes.　　Lin Wanxing said: "No need. "Why don't you use it?" 　　"Teacher, do you have a conscience to change the printer for us!" 　　"There's toner in the teaching warehouse, you can just go and get it." She said.　　"Ah, how do you know?" 　　"You knew there was a problem with the printer early in the morning and bought it in advance?" 　　"Because my grandfather, he's a man who will be ready for anything." 　　Sure enough, the students found toner in the cabinet where the teaching supplies were placed, but adding them to the toner cartridge was not an easy task.　　Although they always say that they can't go into the factory to screw, in fact, some screws are also technical jobs.　　They carefully pulled out the dowel pins, took out the drum core, unscrewed the set screws, and slowly added the toner.　　When the first trial print was successful, the room was filled with enthusiastic applause, as if everyone had accomplished some big project together.　　After the test is completed, it is officially printed, and the forms are quickly spit out by the printer.　　Only then did Lin Wanxing understand what the students wanted to print. As they say, it seems to be some of the items of the physical fitness test.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the entries on it carefully, and it was different from the regular 50-meter run and the like, there were phrases such as "agility 30 yards, T-shaped training, F-shaped training" and other phrases that she couldn't understand.　　"The form you made for them?" Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa in shock, "You just did it with oil cake and roasted wheat, what's the difference between this and selling your soul?!" When Yu Ming heard this, he was anxious: "Coach, how can you betray us!" "Say yes and don't tell the teacher!" 　　Wang Fafa still maintained that leisurely and leisurely attitude: "It's okay, your teacher won't be jealous." Lin Wanxing: "......" 　　A document board, form, pencil, tape measure per person...... 　　Wang Fa asked for a lot, and the tape measure was finally found in the school's sports equipment room.　　Lin Wanxing has known Wang Fa for so long, and usually sees him stuffed with a notebook and pencil in his pocket at most, but he has never seen him so seriously prepared as he is now.　　She held the document board and forms that Wang Fa asked to prepare, and came to the lawn of the old stadium with everyone.　　The students lined up in turn, and Wang Fa stood in front of them.　　Wang Fa said: "You should know better than me about the importance of 'good mobile phones' to 'playing good games'. But the mobile phone has been set all the hardware specifications when it leaves the factory, and it will only continue to age after use, and people are different.　　Luckily for us, from birth, we are constantly figuring out how to control our muscles and use our bodies. Therefore, with the right training, everyone can feel the all-round improvement of their athletic ability. Although individuals are born with different conditions, as long as you are not in extreme situations, through training, you can fully enable your body to take on the current competition. Wang Fa spoke pragmatically, without any bells and whistles of encouragement and commitment. Because of this, it makes students feel that they can try and do it.　　"What we're going to do today is a 'speed, agility and reflexes test'. Maybe you've done similar training before, and they come in different names, but no matter how they change, these three are important foundations for a lot of sports, including football. The boys nodded earnestly.　　"I will introduce you to all the items in the form, if there is anything you don't understand, please keep it in mind, and there will be time for questions after the explanation is completed." 　　He didn't talk much, but he used precise words about the training and spoke clearly and forcefully, so the students listened attentively. After his presentation, the students also asked a lot of questions.　　Some of the questions were answered on the spot, while others were told that they would be further demonstrated in specific tests.　　Wang Fa: "If there is nothing unclear in theory, next, we will start the first test. Lin Wanxing stood beside Wang Fa, and when she heard him say this, she couldn't help but hold the pencil. She was bathed in the morning sun and had a sense of mission to help complete the test.　　Wang Fa: "You too." Lin Wanxing pointed to herself.　　Wang Fa nodded.　　"Aren't we all in this together?" Lin Wanxing shook the document board in his hand and asked him half-up.　　Wang Fa took the "assistant" gadget in her hand and said, "I mean, ask Mr. Kobayashi to complete these tests with the students." "I do a fitness test with the students?" Lin Wanxing was stunned.　　"Yes, if Mr. Kobayashi has something unclear, I can explain it to you separately, is there a need for this?" Wang Fa asked.　　Lin Wanxing raised her head, the bright sun shone all over her, and she felt that she really hadn't woken up today.

第50章 测试 　　首先是3组10码冲刺， 和30码快速启动的速度测试。 　　码是英制单位，1码等于3英尺，即91.44厘米。 　　王法用码为单位当然也不是装逼， 首先这玩意儿足球界通用， 其次统一度量后可横向对比大量同龄球员数据，让学生更好了解自己所处水平段，这也是他们的诉求。 　　王法很认真细致，这些内容他同样和学生们解释过。 　　跟着大部队完成热身运动后，林晚星踩了踩草坪，快速跑了两步， 觉得这脚感和塑胶跑道的冲刺很不一样。 　　王法站在草地上，给学生们演示完技术动作要领。皮尺拉开，文件板和铅笔都拿在他手里。 　　林晚星跳了两下， 问他：“需要我帮你记时间吗？” 　　青年歪了下脑袋， 有些不明所以。 　　林晚星掏出手机摇了下， 把界面调到秒表：“你手上拿这么多东西还要记时间不方便吧？” 　　“林老师。” 　　王法忽然开口。 　　林晚星看向他，却见他掏了掏口袋， 从里面拿出一支秒表。秒表很旧了，按键磨得透明，表盘周围漆面多已脱落，系着长长的挂绳， 看上去是王法一直在用的东西。 　　王法当着她的面，把挂绳套上脖子。 　　林晚星无语凝噎。 　　她默默把手机放回口袋时，就在这时，王法却向她伸出手。 　　他掌心摊平， 很明显是跟她要东西的意思。 　　林晚星：“啊？” 　　“手机。” 　　林晚星还愣着。 　　“小林老师要带着手机冲刺吗？放心， 我没你密码， 不会偷看。”王法说。 　　林晚星：“……” 　　就这样，林晚星凭借一个多余的问题，不仅暂时失去手机，还被“奖励”第一个参加体能测试。 　　3组10码冲刺和30码快速启动测试做完，林晚星已经感到小腿发酸。 　　倒不至于现在就很累，但那种突然爆发运动后心跳出嗓子眼的感觉，确实令人印象深刻。 　　她回过头，男生们都好整以暇地看她。 　　“老师还是要多运动。” 　　“怎么这就累了！” 　　“以后我们晨跑就喊你！” 　　林晚星很想说“我真不累”，可差点一口气没上来。 　　这时，王法喊她：“林老师。” 　　青年人拿着铅笔在指尖转了圈，林晚星走到他身边，发现王法在表格最上一行的空白处，记录上了她的数据，和学生们一个待遇。 　　王法没还手机的意思，而是对学生们说：“你们开始吧。” 　　学生们有足球基础，近来又恢复训练，18岁的年轻人完成这些项目比她轻松许多。 　　他们一个个全速冲刺，游刃有余。跑完后还互相争强好胜，一个个冲到教练身旁，抢着看自己的成绩。 　　王法倒是态度如常，依次记下他们各自完成每项的时间，任由男生们在他身边互相指指点点。 　　“我艹你不行啊！” 　　“秦狗好废啊秦狗！” 　　“你又是什么好东西？” 　　在男生们轻松的吵吵闹闹间，他们完成了第一项测试。 　　和学校常见的50米体测不同，他们现在的体能测试重点不在于单纯的速度，而是针对提高加速技巧，重点是从慢跑到全力加速的转换。 　　接下来，是灵敏性的30码T型训练和F形训练。 　　足球比赛中经常变速变向，球员时而冲刺争抢拦截，时而慢跑回位。因此在训练中，匀速跑比重极小，大量进行的还是高强度间歇训练。 　　王法在球场上做好标记，要求学生们向前冲刺5码，到达他做好的标记。随后向右进行滑步，手触碰到右侧5码线后，再向左滑动10码，触碰最左侧标记，接着向右滑步5码回到标记点，最后后撤步，回到最初起点，完成一次练习并计时。 　　这样跑动路线形成了一个字母T。 　　林晚星总觉得自己在偶然瞥见的足球栏目里，也见过类似训练。这应当属于基础训练项目，但真正实操起来，远比她想象得困难。 　　她按照跑动路线做完一组，甫一停下来，就感觉到血流迅速冲向四肢，四肢末端很僵硬，可心跳却快得吓人。 　　那是种说不出来的感觉，头顶烈日炎炎，肌肉反应却比烈日更甚。 　　林晚星觉得嗓子难受，拖着沉重步伐回到王法身旁。教练录下数据，看了她一眼，示意学生们开始这项测试。 　　然后是下一项。 　　体能测试好像就是这样，越深入，就越有种身体被挖开的错觉。 　　林晚星也不清楚这种形容是否正确，和长跑的感觉完全不同，长跑是缓慢积累后的疲惫，现在王法对他们进行的体能测试则是那种骤然把你皮肤肌肉骨血剖开的痛苦。 　　非亲身测试，完全无法体会。 　　“靠，太久没做这个了。”秦敖喘着粗气完成了计时训练，汗水从额头大颗滴下，他干脆躺在地上。 　　付新书弯腰撑着腿，大口大口喘气，一句话也说不出。他脸色煞白，让林晚星甚至想去劝他悠着点，当然，她自己并没有去说这个话的力气。 　　自始至终，王法都保持认真记录的态度。 　　他脊背笔挺，骨节分明的手指握着铅笔，在表格正面记录数据，反面写下技术要点。边纠正学生的动作，边指导他们的发力位置。 　　“你需要记录他们每组测试完成的时间，每组测试间有2到3分钟休息时间，这些数据也要准确记录。最后选取3组测试中时长最短的一组，作为他本人的练习基准水平。”王法说。 　　林晚星喘着气，头脑发昏，话虽然听在耳朵里，又没办法用脑子记住。 　　她只能感受到这完全就是讲给她听的。他马上会走，以后监督学生日常训练和记录体测结果的任务都会交给她。 　　这也是为什么她非要亲身体验一次的原因，听得再多也不如自己做一遍来得踏实。 　　王法的讲述声继续。 　　林晚星腿像灌铅一样，艰难地跑向这一轮终点。 　　她眼前发黑，却也因为这个原因，她觉得自己几乎能听到王法不停按下秒表的声音，那是支很旧的秒表，边角磨损严重。阳光下，白纸反射着刺目光线，他的字迹清晰有力。 　　他熟练记录各组数据，不知已重复过多少万次这样的动作。 　　虽然王法并没有离得很近，她根本看不清这一切细节，但此时此刻，那些声音都仿佛落在她的耳边。 　　清晰无比。 　　直到最后一组测试结束。 　　所有学生都躺平在地，整个球场鸦雀无声。 　　王法落下最后一笔，球场拂起微风，林晚星同样瘫坐在地，望着眼前茫茫草地，她一时间失去语言能力。 　　林晚星确实有种一口气没提上来，人要挂掉的感觉。她以为学生们也这样，可18岁的年轻人真是躺一会就生龙活虎。 　　就在她还眼前发黑，喉头血腥气翻涌的时候。男生们吵吵闹闹的声音就已经在她耳旁响起。 　　“老师你还行不行！” 　　“要不要给你叫救护车？” 　　空气变得粘稠，林晚星挥挥手，示意他们赶紧滚蛋。 　　男生们模拟救护车的“滴嘟滴嘟”声，在她耳旁环绕。 　　一只有力的手将她从地上拉起。 　　“站一会儿，慢走几步。”王法说。 　　林晚星依言而行。 　　男生们不来烦她，开始围着王法想看自己的最终时间成绩，互相比来比去。 　　“教练，我多少！” 　　“谁排第一啊？” 　　“垫底？垫底肯定是老师啊。” 　　他们的声音飘来，林晚星揉揉胸口，又差点听吐血。 　　“会用秒表了吗？” 　　王法的声音忽然在她耳边响起。 　　林晚星站在球场上，和他隔了段距离，一时间不知道他在问谁。 　　她指了指自己，王法点头。 　　“应该会用了吧。”林晚星这么说。 　　王法闻言，向她走来。 　　他脱下脖子里的秒表，交到她手里，然后是文件板、铅笔，还有两支手机。 　　林晚星手里顿时满满当当，一时间手足无措。她把自己手机收进口袋里，然后这个黑色的是……王法的手机？ 　　林晚星看向青年人。 　　王法在做一些简单拉伸运动，活动了下手腕脚腕。 　　一旁争先恐后给自己算时间的男生们都震惊了：“教练你要干嘛？” 　　王法站在起跑点前，用实际行动告诉学生们答案。 　　他开始全力奔跑，炎炎烈日下，一阵风从看台而来，吹过整座球场。 　　林晚星刚完成全套测试，累成死狗。而王法此刻则像一头敏捷的猎豹，在草地上冲刺、折返、变速。 　　林晚星看过几场高中生足球赛，每天陪着自己学生训练，可当王法真正在草地上奔跑起的的那一刻，她才骤然明白普通高中球员和真正职业之间的鸿沟。 　　王法全程没有停歇，林晚星甚至不用停止计时。他完成一项、然后紧接着下一项，不知疲倦。 　　力量、速度、爆发，你能感受到他游刃有余地控制自己的身体，完美分配体力，从头到尾都保持旺盛精神。 　　草屑轻轻扬起，林晚星按下最后一记秒表。 　　学生们彻底安静下来。
Chapter 50 Tests The first is a speed test of three sets of 10-yard sprints, and a 30-yard fast start.　　The yard is an imperial unit, and 1 yard is equal to 3 feet, or 91.44 centimeters.　　Of course, Wang Fa's use of codes as a unit is not pretending, first of all, this thing is common in the football world, and secondly, after unified measurement, a large number of players of the same age can be compared horizontally, so that students can better understand the level they are in, which is also their appeal.　　Wang Fa is very careful and meticulous, and he has also explained these contents to the students.　　After completing the warm-up exercise with the large army, Lin Wanxing stepped on the lawn and ran two steps quickly, feeling that this foot feeling was very different from the sprint of the plastic runway.　　Wang Fa stood on the grass and demonstrated the essentials of technical movements to the students. The tape measure was pulled open, and the paperboard and pencil were in his hands.　　Lin Wanxing jumped twice and asked him, "Do you need me to help you remember the time?" The young man tilted his head, a little confused.　　Lin Wanxing took out his mobile phone and shook it, adjusting the interface to the stopwatch: "It's inconvenient for you to keep track of time with so many things in your hands, right?" "Teacher Lin." 　　Wang Fa suddenly spoke.　　Lin Wanxing looked at him, but saw that he had dug into his pocket and took out a stopwatch from it. The stopwatch is very old, the keys are worn transparent, the paint around the dial has mostly peeled off, and there is a long lanyard tied to it, which looks like something that Wang Fa has been using.　　In front of her, Wang Fa put the lanyard around her neck.　　Lin Wanxing was speechless and choked.　　When she silently put the phone back in her pocket, at this moment, Wang Fa stretched out his hand to her.　　He flattened his palm, obviously asking her for something.　　Lin Wanxing: "Huh? "Cell phone." 　　Lin Wanxing was still stunned.　　"Is Mr. Kobayashi going to sprint with his mobile phone? Don't worry, I don't have your password, I won't peek. Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing: "......" 　　In this way, Lin Wanxing not only temporarily lost her mobile phone with a redundant question, but was also "rewarded" for being the first to participate in the physical fitness test.　　After completing the 3 sets of 10-yard sprints and 30-yard quick start tests, Lin Wanxing already felt soreness in her calves.　　It's not that I'm tired right now, but the feeling of my heart beating out of my throat after a sudden burst of exercise is really impressive.　　She looked back, and the boys were looking at her for a long time.　　"Teachers still have to exercise more." 　　"Why are you so tired!" 　　"We'll call you for our morning run!" 　　Lin Wanxing wanted to say, "I'm really not tired", but she almost didn't come up in one breath.　　At this time, Wang Fa called her: "Teacher Lin." The young man took the pencil and turned it around his fingertips, and Lin Wanxing walked up to him and found that Wang Fa had recorded her data in the blank space of the top row of the form, and treated the students with the same treatment.　　Wang Fa didn't mean to return the phone, but said to the students, "You guys start." The students have a foundation in football and have recently returned to training, and it is much easier for the 18-year-old to complete these projects than she does.　　One by one, they sprinted at full speed, and they were able to do it with ease. After the run, they competed with each other, rushing to the coach's side one by one, rushing to see their results.　　Wang Fa had the same attitude, noting down the time when they had completed each item in turn, and letting the boys point fingers at each other beside him.　　"I can't you!" 　　"Qin Dog is so wasteful, Qin Dog!" 　　"What's a good thing about you?" 　　In the midst of the boys' relaxed noise, they completed the first test.　　Unlike the usual 50-meter physical test at school, their current fitness test is not focused on speed alone, but on improving acceleration skills, focusing on the transition from jogging to full acceleration.　　Next, there is the sensitive 30-yard T-training and F-training.　　Soccer games often change speed and direction, with players sometimes sprinting to intercept and sometimes jogging to get back into position. Therefore, in training, the proportion of running at a constant speed is very small, and a large number of high-intensity interval training is carried out.　　Wang Fa marked the course and asked the students to sprint forward 5 yards to reach the mark he had made. Then slide to the right, touch the right 5 yards line, slide 10 yards to the left, touch the leftmost marker, then slide 5 yards to the right back to the marker, and finally step back to the original starting point, complete an exercise and time it.　　In this way, the running route forms a letter T.　　Lin Wanxing always felt that she had seen similar training in the football column that she had glimpsed by chance. This should be a basic training program, but it is far more difficult than she imagined to practice.　　She finished a set of runs along the route, and as soon as she stopped, she felt the blood rush to her limbs, which were stiff at the ends, but her heart was beating frighteningly.　　It was an indescribable feeling, the sun was scorching on the head, but the muscle reaction was worse than the scorching sun.　　Lin Wanxing felt uncomfortable in her throat, and dragged back to Wang Fa's side with heavy steps. The instructor recorded the data, glanced at her, and motioned for the students to begin the test.　　And then there's the next item.　　The physical fitness test seems to be like this, the deeper you go, the more you have the illusion that your body is being dug up.　　Lin Wanxing didn't know if this description was correct, it was completely different from the feeling of long-distance running, which was the fatigue after slow accumulation, and now Wang Fa's physical fitness test on them was the kind of pain that suddenly cut apart your skin, muscles, bones and blood.　　If you don't test it yourself, you can't experience it at all.　　"Damn, it's been a long time since I've done this." Qin Ao gasped for breath to complete the timed training, sweat dripping from his forehead, and he simply lay on the ground.　　Fu Xinshu bent over to support his legs, gasping for breath, unable to say a word. His face turned pale, so that Lin Wanxing even wanted to persuade him to take it easy, of course, she didn't have the strength to say this herself.　　Throughout, Wang Fa maintained a careful record-keeping attitude.　　With a straight back and knobled fingers holding a pencil, he recorded the data on the front of the table and the technical points on the back. Correct the students' movements while instructing them where to exert their force.　　"You need to keep track of how long each set of tests took them, with a 2 to 3 minute break between each set of tests, and that data needs to be recorded accurately. Finally, the shortest group of the three sets of tests was selected as his own practice benchmark level. Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing gasped, her mind was dizzy, and although the words were in her ears, she couldn't remember them with her brain.　　All she could feel was that it was all for her. He will leave immediately, and the task of supervising the daily training of the students and recording the results of the physical tests will be handed over to her in the future.　　This is also the reason why she has to experience it for herself, no matter how much she listens, it is not as solid as doing it herself.　　Wang Fa's narration continued.　　Lin Wanxing's legs were like lead, and she ran to the finish line of this round with difficulty.　　Her eyes were black, but for this reason, she felt that she could almost hear Wang Fa pressing the stopwatch, which was a very old stopwatch with badly worn corners. In the sunlight, the white paper reflected the harsh rays of light, and his handwriting was clear and powerful.　　He skillfully records sets of data, and he doesn't know how many times he has repeated this action thousands of times.　　Although Wang Fa was not very close, she couldn't see all these details clearly, but at this moment, those voices seemed to fall on her ears.　　It's crystal clear.　　Until the end of the last set of tests.　　All the students lay flat on the ground, and the whole court was silent.　　Wang Fa made the last stroke, the court blew a breeze, Lin Wanxing also sat on the ground, looking at the vast grass in front of her, she lost her ability to speak for a while.　　Lin Wanxing did have a feeling that he didn't mention it in one breath, and people were going to hang up. She thought the students were like this, but the 18-year-old was really alive after lying down for a while.　　Just when her eyes were still blackened and her throat was surging with blood. The noisy voices of the boys were already ringing in her ears.　　"Teacher, are you okay!" 　　"Would you like to call an ambulance?" 　　The air became viscous, and Lin Wanxing waved her hand, signaling them to get out of here.　　The boys simulated the "beep-to-to-to-doo" sound of an ambulance, surrounding her ears.　　A strong hand pulled her up from the ground.　　"Stand for a while, take a few slow steps." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing did as she said.　　The boys didn't bother her, and began to surround Wang Fa to see their final time results, comparing them with each other.　　"Coach, how much am I!" 　　"Who's number one?" 　　"At the bottom? At the bottom must be the teacher. Their voices floated, Lin Wanxing rubbed his chest, and almost vomited blood.　　"Do you know how to use a stopwatch?" 　　Wang Fa's voice suddenly sounded in her ears.　　Lin Wanxing stood on the court, separated from him by a distance, and didn't know who he was asking for a while.　　She pointed to herself, and Wang Fa nodded.　　"I think I'll use it." Lin Wanxing said.　　When Wang Fa heard this, he walked towards her.　　He took off the stopwatch from his neck and handed it to her, followed by a clipboard, a pencil, and two cell phones.　　Lin Wanxing's hands were suddenly full, and she was at a loss for a while. She put her phone in her pocket, and the black one was ...... Wang Fa's mobile phone?　　Lin Wanxing looked at the young man.　　Wang Fa was doing some simple stretching exercises and moving his wrists and ankles.　　The boys who were scrambling to calculate their time were shocked: "Coach, what are you going to do?" Wang Fa stood in front of the starting point and told the students the answer with practical actions.　　He began to run as hard as he could, and under the scorching sun, a gust of wind came from the stands and blew across the stadium.　　Lin Wanxing had just completed a full set of tests and was tired of being a dead dog. And Wang Fa is like an agile cheetah at the moment, sprinting, turning back, and changing speeds on the grass.　　Lin Wanxing watched several high school football games and trained with her students every day, but when Wang Fa really ran on the grass, she suddenly understood the gap between ordinary high school players and real professionals.　　Wang Fa didn't stop the whole process, and Lin Wanxing didn't even have to stop the timer. He finishes one and then the next, tirelessly.　　Strength, speed, bursts, you can feel him controlling his body with ease, perfectly distributing his physical strength, and maintaining his spirit from start to finish.　　The grass clippings were gently raised, and Lin Wanxing pressed the last stopwatch.　　The students were completely silent.

第51章 分配 　　林晚星记得， 王法跑之前，学生们都在兴致勃勃比谁最终用时更短。 　　而在王法重复一遍全套项目后，男生们看到秒表上的时间， 那一刻所有人都觉得， 这可太没意思了！ 　　大家开开心心做个测试，你来凑什么热闹！ 　　大概就是这种情绪。 　　太阳晒得人皮肤发烫，王法完成全套项目，从不远处的草坪向他们走来。 　　他呼吸比没运动时急促一些，也出了汗，黑t恤贴着背， 露出形状好看的肩胛骨线条。 　　但除此之外，没有疲惫感，像刚完成一组正常热身活动。 　　林晚星在表格最后写上了王法的名字， 记录了他的全程用时。她的名字在最上面， 学生们在中间， 王法在最后。 　　男生们看着那从上到下的一串数字，心情很复杂。 　　“教练， 你是来打击我们的吗……”俞明很沮丧地问。 　　林晚星拿着文件板板，王法凑过来看了眼自己用时，说：“我很久没练了。” 　　秦敖：“很久没练是什么意思！？” 　　祁亮：“意思当然是，‘哎， 这个成绩比以前差了不少~’。” 　　因为剧烈运动的关系，祁亮同学满头乱糟糟的头发都被汗水浸湿，变成一缕缕乖顺地贴在头顶。他模仿着王法平静的语气吐槽道。 　　王法点头：“的确是这个意思。” 　　陈江河：“实话伤人，教练。” 　　林晚星在一旁听着， 下意识转了圈笔。 　　王法不解：“怎么伤人？” 　　学生们震惊。 　　“你个职业级别来碾压我们这种高中生， 不伤人吗！” 　　“整体用时比我们短这么多， 你中间还没休息，是人吗？” 　　“教练你以前是职业球员吗？” 　　学生们你一言我一语，那感觉如果王法不是教练，一群人会给他先捶一顿再说。 　　王法：“不用和我比，和你们老师比一下，就不会受伤了。” 　　学生们都瞪大眼，看看她又看看王法，没想到教练会这么说话。 　　林晚星握着铅笔，倒不觉得王法说的是字面上的意思。 　　“我们和老师比什么，她一个没踢过球的。” 　　“这不就和我们跟小学生比加减乘除一样嘛，欺负人啊！” 　　林晚星举手：“我……觉得，你们可能没小学生算得快，万一是人家欺负你们呢！” 　　“老师你少说点话，看你喘得那样！” 　　男生们纷纷阻止她发言。 　　“坐吧。”林晚星听到王法对她这么说。随后，王法带头在草地上坐下，显得很随和。 　　男生们还呆立原地，王法问他们：“你们不愿意和小林老师比，为什么就想和我比？” 　　“因为你强啊。” 　　“你不就是我们的目标吗，不然你为什么要给我们演示一遍？” 　　太阳热烘烘的，草叶子和泥土被晒得很暖，他们一个个跟着坐下。 　　“我显然不适合作为你们的目标。”王法说，“首先，我确实是职业球员出身，但作为球员我很早退役，我教练从业年限比当球员要长很多。” 　　林鹿很关心地问：“那教练你为什么退役，受伤了吗？” 　　林晚星注意到王法听到这个问题，神色中有一闪而逝的异常，但他很快回答：“我没有受伤。” 　　“哦，那你……为什么这么猛？”林鹿问。 　　男生们的词汇库里，“猛”大概是最高赞赏了。他们用充满崇拜的目光看着王法。 　　王法很耐心且认真地地回答：“一是我长期和我的球员们进行同样分量的体能训练，二是我经验更足，有合理分配体能的本能。” 　　“合理分配体能的本能？” 　　“举个例子，我们之间可能差了十来岁，但总地来说，耐力本身不会有很大差异，或者说，你们在这方面应该比我更强。但相信我，一旦我们开始比赛，你们的体力会更快耗尽。我能凭借体能分配经验，在整场比赛中，保持比你们更快的爆发冲刺速度以及更稳定的技术动作。” 　　男生们纷纷用力点头，像是听懂了王法的话。然而，听懂字面意思、理解内容以及真正做到，这三者之间有巨大鸿沟。 　　学生们也意识到这点，因此有些急切地问： 　　“这个我们也有感觉，就知道一点。但是教练，这个听上去好像要长期训练和踢比赛才能练出来。” 　　“我们很想学，但你不在，我们怎么办啊？” 　　他们满脸纠结，说话小心翼翼，不住观察王法脸色。 　　“你们首先要做到的，是一件很简单又很难的事。”王法边说，边竖起文件板，将他记录所有学生成绩的表格，展示给学生们看。 　　上面有很多人和很多数据。 　　林晚星看到自己的用时在最上面，成绩最差。 　　而王法的用时在最下，远超所有学生。 　　中间是所有男生们的测试时间结果，一个又一个，此起彼伏，密密麻麻。 　　这时，王法说：“找到你们自己测试的结果，记住它们，然后忘掉其他人的。” 　　男生们看向教练，白纸反射着透亮的光，每个铅笔数字都异常清晰。 　　王法神情平静而郑重，但学生们却很迷茫。 　　下一刻，王法当着所有学生面，在总耗时那栏前，从头到尾划下一条清晰竖线，说：“请记住，在这片草地上，永远会有人比你们弱小，也有人比你们更强。你们要比较的对象，从来不是其他人，永远只有你们自己。” 　　学生们的神情有些变化。少了些迷茫和不确定，既没有刚才那么开心，也没有那么不开心。 　　他们只是眯着眼，很认真看着教练手中属于他们自己的那行数字，努力记住。 　　林晚星举起手中的矿泉水，喝了一口，然后敬了一下王法。 　　要短时间内让学生们专注自我，显然并不是简单的事，毕竟大家从小到大都习惯被比较。 　　而专注自我是什么，究竟要怎么做到？其实又是一系列庞大命题，是人们需要付出长期努力才能了解和掌握的能力。 　　但林晚星很感谢王法能聊到这件事，这说明他始终想好好并认真地教导这些学生们。 　　体能测试后，大家并没有聊更多。 　　学生们要上课，而林晚星则要去上班。暂时分别前，学生们都很不舍。 　　现在时间紧张，王法还有几天就要离开，他们恨不得珍惜和教练在一起的每一秒，但每日学校课程并不允许。 　　因此，林晚星答应学生们，试着为他们争取更多的课外。 　　上午的体育课不多，林晚星边思考解决方案，边度过了少有的清闲时光。 　　中午，林晚星去学校图书馆借了本书。她带着书，敲开了体育组办公室的门。 　　胖胖的钱老师正坐在窗边喝茶，其他老师都不在。 　　看见她，钱老师很热情地招呼道：“小林老师，今天怎么有空来？” 　　“我来给钱老师汇报一下工作。”林晚星站在钱老师的办公桌旁，这才发现，钱老师这个位置很好，因为靠的近，他能把对面楼层的高三教室看得一清二楚。 　　她收回视线，对钱老师说，“我昨天又带着我们学校的足球校队，去参加青超联赛预选赛了。” 　　“哦对，是有比赛，怎么样踢得？”钱老师端着大茶缸，吸了一口茶汤，问。 　　“我们赢了，进正赛了。” 　　“什么？”钱老师很明显手抖了下，赶忙放下茶缸，搪瓷器具与桌面接触，发出“铛”地一声重响，“进正赛了？” 　　“对，他们还踢挺好的。”林晚星说。 　　可能是觉得自己刚才反应过大，为保持师长风范，钱老师又轻轻端茶缸品了一口：“那，赢了谁啊？” 　　“我们淘汰了绿景国际。”林晚星说。 　　闻言，钱老师“噗”地把茶水喷了出来，茶水溅满了他面前的宏景日报。林晚星很平静地抽了张纸巾，递过去。 　　“咳咳……咳咳……谁？？？”钱老师边咳边问。 　　“绿景国际高中，就是做香烟那个绿景烟业，好像说是他们自己的足球学校的高中部？”林晚星顺着他的问题解释了下，“听说是因为一些原因才来和我们一起打预选赛的。” 　　“我当然知道绿景国际！”钱老师眼睛瞪得像铜铃，像是完全没想到他们竟然还能战胜绿景国际这样的强敌，非常惊喜。 　　可转念间，他又想起别的事情，声音忽地干涩起来：“小林老师费心了啊。” 　　“都是学生们努力的结果。”林晚星也跟钱老师打官腔，“所以钱老师，您看这个机会是不是很难得，我想和学校申请，让学生们能有更多时间参加足球训练。” 　　钱老师的目光就更复杂了：“这可不是你能简单决定的事，你想怎么申请？” 　　“我查了相关资料，足球队这帮孩子可以走‘高水平运动员’的路子。”林晚星提到“大学”时，认真观察钱老师的表情。 　　钱老师的眉毛动了动：“‘高水平运动员’可没那么简单，首先得在比赛上拿到好名次，其次文化课线，要求非常之高。” 　　林晚星点头：“我查了，得上二本线。” 　　“你有把握？”钱老师像只机敏的老狐狸，突然这么问道。 　　“十足的把握肯定是没有的，但与其让他们每天在教室里睡觉，不如跑外面踢踢球。我也可以利用课余时间给他们辅导功课。” 　　林晚星本身在大学学生会干过，打官腔是一把好手。她边说，边继续敏锐观察钱老师的神色变化。 　　果然，钱老师其实对前面的“足球成绩”并没那么感兴趣，反而当她提到“辅导功课”时，钱老师露出心动神色：“小林老师想有更多时间和空间，单独辅导这些学生？” 　　“您也可以这么理解。”林晚星顺水推舟，继续说，“所以我想请您帮个忙，看学校能否特批一下，让我们校队的球员们能有更自由的训练时间，不用跟着学校的课表走。” 　　“你是想让他们单独组个班，你自己来带？” 　　林晚星：“不至于是单独的班级，就还是球队。” 　　“这可不止要领导批准，不跟学校上课主要得家长同意才行。明年就高考了，孩子要是一门心思踢球，耽误了文化课，那也是一辈子的事儿啊。” 　　“我知道的。”林晚星说。 　　“你得有所保证才行。”钱老师继续暗示道。 　　“比如什么样的保证？” 　　“比如……跟家长保证，你能让孩子们考上大学啊。”钱老师很直接地说。 　　“这恐怕有难度。”林晚星坦白地说，“我单方面口头承诺而已，没用的。” 　　“那最差也得是下次月考成绩有进步一类，不然凭什么说服家长？” 　　“本来林鹿俞明妈妈这些家长们，他们把孩子交给我，也肯定要看下次月考成绩。如果考得不好，估计会把孩子没收不给我带了。”林晚星说。 　　“就是说嘛！”钱老师一拍大腿，“所以你有带他们好好补课吗？” 　　“没有。”林晚星很干脆地说。 　　“？？？”钱老师不可置信地看着她，眼睛又瞪得老大，“那怎么能行？什么原因啊，学生们不愿意补课，还是什么？” 　　想起学生们坐在元元补习班里要求好好学习天天向上的样子，林晚星说：“正相反，他们很积极地要求学习。” 　　闻言，钱老师又满意地点头：“也对。之前要你们参加比赛，赛程忙，既要训练又要补课，确实时间不够。这样吧，我会和校长汇报一下学校足球队这事儿，看能不能特批。” 　　“谢谢您。”林晚星说。 　　“也是小林老师工作做得好，我们八中进青超联赛正赛，是我校足球建设的巨大成果，确实是需要汇报的。你放心吧，回去等消息。” 　　“谢谢钱老师。”林晚星高兴地笑道，并冲钱老师鞠躬致谢，“那我先回去了。” 　　“没事，应该的，慢走。”钱老师端起茶缸，重新若有所思地饮了起来。 　　林晚星走出两步，突然想起什么。她转过身，把手里一直拿着的书摆到钱老师桌上。 　　书是黑白封面，上面画着纵横交错的方格，英文名是《Crossword》。 　　钱老师抬头，怔愣着看她。 　　林晚星笑了下，说：“送您的。”
Chapter 51 Assignment Lin Wanxing remembered that before Wang Fa ran, the students were all in high spirits than who ended up taking a shorter time.　　And after Wang Fa repeated the full set of items, the boys saw the time on the stopwatch, and at that moment everyone thought, this is too boring!　　Let's have a fun test, you can join in the fun!　　That's probably the emotion.　　The sun made people's skin hot, Wang Fa completed the full set of projects, and walked towards them from the lawn not far away.　　He was breathing faster and sweaty than he had been when he hadn't exercised, and his black T-shirt was clinging to his back, revealing a beautifully shaped line of his shoulder blades.　　But other than that, there is no feeling of exhaustion, like just finished a normal set of warm-up activities.　　Lin Wanxing wrote Wang Fa's name at the end of the form and recorded his time throughout the process. Her name is at the top, the students are in the middle, and Wang Fa is at the end.　　The boys looked at the string of numbers from top to bottom, and their feelings were complicated.　　"Coach, are you here to hit us......" Yu Ming asked in frustration.　　Lin Wanxing held the file board, Wang Fa leaned over and looked at his own time, and said, "I haven't practiced for a long time." Qin Ao: "What do you mean you haven't practiced for a long time!?" Qi Liang: "Of course, the meaning is, 'Hey, this score is a lot worse than before~'." Because of the strenuous exercise, Qi Liang's messy hair was soaked with sweat and turned into strands obediently attached to the top of his head. He complained in a calm tone imitating Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa nodded: "That's exactly what it means." Chen Jianghe: "The truth hurts, coach." Lin Wanxing listened on the side, and subconsciously turned her pen in circles.　　Wang Fa was puzzled: "How do you hurt people?" The students were shocked.　　"You have a career level to crush high school students like us, doesn't it hurt!" 　　"The overall time is so much shorter than ours, you haven't rested yet, are you human?" 　　"Coach, were you a former professional footballer?" 　　Students, if you say a word, it feels like if Wang Fa is not a coach, a group of people will give him a beating first.　　Wang Fa: "You don't have to compare with me, compare with your teacher, you won't be hurt." The students all stared at her and then at Wang Fa, but they didn't expect the coach to talk like this.　　Lin Wanxing held the pencil, but she didn't think that Wang Fa meant it literally.　　"What do we compare to the teacher, she has never played a ball before." 　　"Isn't this the same as us comparing addition, subtraction, multiplication and division with elementary school students, bullying people!" 　　Lin Wanxing raised her hand: "I...... I think you may not be as fast as a primary school student, in case someone bullies you! "Teacher, you don't talk a little less, look at how you gasp like that!" 　　The boys stopped her from speaking.　　"Sit down." Lin Wanxing heard Wang Fa say this to her. Afterwards, Wang Fa took the lead and sat down on the grass, looking very easy-going.　　The boys were still standing still, and Wang Fa asked them: "You don't want to compare with Mr. Kobayashi, why do you want to compare with me?" "Because you're strong." 　　"Aren't you our goal, otherwise why would you give us a demonstration?" 　　The sun was hot, the grass leaves and dirt were warm, and they sat down one by one.　　"I'm clearly not fit to be your target." "First of all, I did come from a professional footballer's background, but as a player I retired early, and I have been coaching for a lot longer than I have been a player. Lin Lu asked with great concern: "Then why did you retire and get injured, coach?" Lin Wanxing noticed that when Wang Fa heard this question, there was a flash of abnormality in his expression, but he quickly replied, "I'm not injured." "Oh, what about you...... Why is it so fierce? Lin Lu asked.　　In the boys' vocabulary, "fierce" is probably the highest praise. They looked at Wang Fa with adoring eyes.　　Wang Fa replied patiently and seriously: "First, I have been doing the same amount of physical training with my players for a long time, and second, I have more experience and have the instinct to distribute physical energy reasonably. "The instinct to distribute physical energy reasonably?" 　　"For example, we may be more than ten years apart, but overall there is not a big difference in endurance itself, or rather, you should be better than me in this area. But trust me, once we start playing, you'll run out of stamina faster. I was able to use my experience in the distribution of physical strength to maintain a faster burst sprint speed and more consistent technical movements than you throughout the race. The boys nodded vigorously, as if they understood Wang Fa's words. However, there is a huge gap between what is literal, what is being understood, and what is actually being done.　　The students were also aware of this, so they asked with some eagerness: "We also feel this and know a little bit about it." But coach, this sounds like it takes a long time to train and play games. "We really want to learn, but you're not here, what are we going to do?" 　　Their faces were full of entanglement, and they spoke cautiously, constantly observing Wang Fa's face.　　"The first thing you have to do is a very simple and difficult thing." Wang Fa said as he erected the document board and showed the students his form of recording all the students' grades.　　There's a lot of people and a lot of data on it.　　Lin Wanxing saw that her time was at the top, and her grades were the worst.　　And Wang Fa's time is at the lowest, far exceeding that of all students.　　In the middle are the test time results of all the boys, one after another, one after another, densely packed.　　At this time, Wang Fa said: "Find the results of your own tests, memorize them, and forget about other people's."The boys looked at the coach, the white paper reflecting a translucent light, and each pencil number was unusually clear.　　Wang Fa's expression was calm and solemn, but the students were confused.　　The next moment, in front of all the students, Wang Fa drew a clear vertical line from beginning to end in front of the column of total time consumed, and said: "Remember, in this meadow, there will always be someone who is weaker than you, and someone who is stronger than you. The object of your comparison is never anyone else, but only yourself. There was a slight change in the students' expressions. There is less confusion and uncertainty, neither as happy nor unhappy as just now.　　They just squinted and looked very seriously at the line of numbers that belonged to them in the coach's hand, trying to remember.　　Lin Wanxing raised the mineral water in his hand, took a sip, and then saluted Wang Fa.　　It is obviously not easy to get students to focus on themselves in a short period of time, after all, everyone is used to being compared from childhood to adulthood.　　And what is self-focusing, and how do you do it? In fact, it is a series of huge propositions, which are the abilities that people need to make long-term efforts to understand and master.　　But Lin Wanxing is very grateful to Wang Fa for being able to talk about this matter, which shows that he always wants to teach these students well and seriously.　　After the fitness test, everyone didn't talk much more.　　The students had to go to class, and Lin Wanxing had to go to work. Before the temporary separation, the students were very reluctant.　　Now that time is tight, Wang Fa is still a few days away, and they can't wait to cherish every second with the coach, but the daily school curriculum does not allow it.　　Therefore, Lin Wanxing promised the students to try to fight for more extracurricular activities for them.　　There were not many physical education classes in the morning, and Lin Wanxing spent a rare leisure time while thinking about solutions.　　At noon, Lin Wanxing went to the school library to borrow a book. With her book in hand, she knocked on the door of the sports team's office.　　The chubby teacher Qian was sitting by the window drinking tea, and the other teachers were not there.　　Seeing her, Teacher Qian greeted her very warmly: "Teacher Xiaolin, why are you free today?" "I'll report to Mr. Qian." Lin Wanxing stood at Mr. Qian's desk, and found that Mr. Qian's position was very good, because he was close to him, he could see the senior high school classroom on the opposite floor clearly.　　She retracted her gaze and said to Teacher Qian, "I took our school's football team to participate in the Youth Super League qualifiers yesterday. "Oh yes, there's a game, how do you play?" Teacher Qian held the big tea jar, took a sip of tea soup, and asked.　　"We won, we're in the main race." 　　"What?" Mr. Qian's hands were obviously shaking, and he hurriedly put down the teapot, and the enamel utensils touched the tabletop, making a loud "bell", "Entered the main competition?" "yes, they're playing pretty well." Lin Wanxing said.　　may have felt that he had reacted too much just now, and in order to maintain the demeanor of the teacher, Mr. Qian gently took another sip of the teapot: "Then, who did you win?" "We eliminated LVGEM." Lin Wanxing said.　　Hearing this, Mr. Qian squirted out the tea with a "poof", and the tea splashed all over the Hongjing Daily in front of him. Lin Wanxing calmly pulled out a tissue and handed it over.　　"Ahem...... Ahem...... Who??? Teacher Qian asked while coughing.　　"LVGEM International High School, which is the LVGEM tobacco industry that makes cigarettes, seems to be the high school of their own football school?" Lin Wanxing explained along with his question, "I heard that you came to play the qualifiers with us for some reasons. "Of course I know LVGEM!" Mr. Qian's eyes widened like copper bells, as if he didn't expect them to defeat such a strong opponent as LVGEM International, and he was very surprised.　　But in a blink of an eye, he remembered something else, and his voice suddenly became dry: "Teacher Kobayashi is bothered." "It's all the result of the students' efforts." Lin Wanxing also had an official tone with Teacher Qian, "So Teacher Qian, do you see if this opportunity is rare, I want to apply with the school so that students can have more time to participate in football training." Teacher Qian's gaze was even more complicated: "This is not something you can easily decide, how do you want to apply?" "I checked the relevant information, and the children of the football team can follow the path of 'high-level athletes'." When Lin Wanxing mentioned "university", she carefully observed Mr. Qian's expression.　　Teacher Qian's eyebrows moved: "'High-level athletes' are not so simple, first of all, you have to get a good ranking in the competition, and secondly, the cultural course line is very demanding." Lin Wanxing nodded: "I checked, and I have to go to the second line." "Are you sure?" Teacher Qian suddenly asked like a shrewd old fox.　　"Surely, I don't have it, but instead of having them sleep in the classroom every day, it's better to go outside and play football. I can also use my spare time to tutor them with their homework. Lin Wanxing herself has worked in the university student union, and she is a good hand at playing official. As she spoke, she continued to keenly observe the changes in Mr. Qian's expression.　　Sure enough, Teacher Qian was actually not so interested in the previous "football results", but when she mentioned "tutoring homework", Teacher Qian showed a heartfelt look: "Teacher Xiaolin wants to have more time and space to tutor these students alone?" "You can understand that way, too." Lin Wanxing pushed the boat down the river and continued, "So I would like to ask you to do me a favor and see if the school can give special approval so that the players of our varsity team can have more free training time and do not have to follow the school's schedule." "Do you want them to form a class on their own?" 　　Lin Wanxing: "It's not a separate class, it's still a team.""It's not just about the approval of the leadership, it's about not having to go to school. The college entrance examination will be held next year, and if the child is focused on playing football and delays the cultural class, it will be a lifetime thing. "I know." Lin Wanxing said.　　"You've got to make sure about it." Teacher Qian continued to hint.　　"What kind of guarantees, like?" 　　"For example...... Promise your parents that you can get your kids into college. Teacher Qian said very directly.　　"I'm afraid it's going to be difficult." Lin Wanxing said frankly, "I'm just a unilateral verbal promise, it's useless." "The worst thing has to be the improvement of the next monthly exam results, otherwise how can you convince the parents?" 　　"Originally, Lin Lu Yuming's mother, these parents, they handed over their children to me, and they must also look at the results of the next monthly exam. If I don't do well in the test, I guess I won't take the child with me. Lin Wanxing said.　　"That's it!" Teacher Qian slapped his thigh, "So did you take them to make up for the lesson?" "Nope." Lin Wanxing said very simply.　　“？？？” Teacher Qian looked at her in disbelief, and his eyes widened again, "How can that work?" What is the reason that students are reluctant to make up classes, or what? Remembering the way the students sat in the Yuanyuan cram school and asked to study hard every day, Lin Wanxing said: "On the contrary, they are very active in asking for learning. Hearing this, Mr. Qian nodded with satisfaction: "That's right." I asked you to participate in the competition, the schedule was busy, and you had to train and make up for the class, so you didn't have enough time. Well, I'll report to the principal about the school's soccer team and see if I can get special approval. "Thank you." Lin Wanxing said.　　"It is also Mr. Kobayashi who has done a good job, and our eighth middle school has entered the Youth Super League, which is a huge achievement of our school's football construction, and it really needs to be reported. Don't worry, go back and wait for news. "Thank you, Mr. Qian." Lin Wanxing smiled happily and bowed to Teacher Qian to thank him, "Then I'll go back first." "It's okay, it's supposed to be, go slowly." Teacher Qian picked up the teapot and drank it thoughtfully again.　　Lin Wanxing took two steps and suddenly remembered something. She turned around and placed the book she had been holding on Teacher Qian's desk.　　The book has a black-and-white cover with a criss-cross grid of drawings, and its English name is Crossword.　　Teacher Qian looked up and looked at her in a daze.　　Lin Wanxing smiled and said, "Give it to you." ”

第52章 小孙 　　五川路体育场在宏景八中和梧桐路之间， 林晚星站在家里天台就可以看到。 　　她小时候在这附近长大，她的学生们也一样，因为实在太熟了， 所以他们都习惯在它前面加个“老”字。 　　“老球场”“老游泳池”“老体育馆”， 对住宏景八中附近的孩子来说，它们通通是指五川路体育场。 　　说来也很传奇，五川路体育场距今已有一百多年历史。清代是个校场，民国初在这里修建了全省第一座现代化体育场。百年风雨飘摇，五川路体育场而今是附近居民的“游乐园”。 　　秦敖、俞明、陈江河他们很多人从小在五川路球场踢球长大。球场旁是体育馆，有露天泳池， 据说有位奥运冠军就是从这里游出来的。 　　放学后，林晚星和学生们在五川路体育馆门口集合，也正是露天泳池最最热闹的时候。 　　有队小朋友在游泳教练教导下练习换气打水， 白浪飞溅。而宏景八中足球队这帮高中生们， 则比池边白浪更加吵。 　　“来体育馆干嘛？” 　　“真是教练约我们在体育馆门口见？” 　　“教练让我们体能训练加练游泳吗？游泳票20块一张有点贵啊。” 　　学生们的问题层出不穷， 恨不得马上了解教练让他们集合的全部目的。林晚星哪里回答得出，只能靠着泳池边的铁栅栏， 吃巧克脆皮雪糕。 　　王法在约定时间到来，但他不是从大门口进来，而是从体育馆里出来的。 　　跟在王法身后的，还有位小青年。 　　小伙子穿着件荧光绿小背心， 虽然长得不高，但皮肤黝黑，浑身肌肉油光发亮，下巴上还有丛修剪精致的络腮胡。如果不是觉得小伙子还有点眼熟， 林晚星都怀疑王法是惹上了什么黑社会打手。 　　林晚星远远冲王法挥手， 穿荧光绿背心的小伙子也冲她挥手， 热情喊道：“姐，您来啦！” 　　他声音粗犷豪迈，看上去三十来岁，林晚星被他喊一声“姐”，第一反应是“这怎么受得起”！ 　　男生们“噗”地笑出声，可接下来，肌肉小伙儿也同样亲切地和男生们打招呼：“哥，您们都来啦！” 　　高中生们统统石化，林晚星心态平衡了。 　　泳池边，有人“扑通”一声扎下水。 　　林晚星打了个激灵，肌肉小伙儿黝黑而热情的笑容映入眼帘，她只能问；“您是……” 　　“姐，我小孙啊，你不认识我啦？！”肌肉小伙儿热情洋溢地自我介绍。 　　“小……孙？”林晚星看向王法。 　　“你不认识？”王法反问。 　　“我怎么会认识！”林晚星震惊。 　　“可他，住我们楼下。”王法说。 　　“对啊姐，您可是我房东啊！您和我王哥住我楼上，您真不记得我吗？”肌肉小伙儿有些伤心地说。 　　王法露出看戏神情，林晚星只能赶忙道；“啊……小孙！想起来了！” 　　但其实，她还是没想起来…… 　　幸好小孙同志话多，不用她问问题，他就边带路，边自己把事儿讲了。 　　小孙全名孙百里，是梧桐路17号4楼02室的租户。 　　他之前是大城市干IT工作的宅男，后来爱上健身，索性回老家，在五川路体育场健身俱乐部找了份工作。职位是健康顾问，通俗的话说就是健身卡销售。 　　林晚星之前没见过小孙，主要是因为健身房12点后才开门，她和小孙同志的作息完全错开了。 　　“那你怎认识小孙的？”林晚星问王法。 　　“有没有一种可能……”王法带着他们，走上五川路体育馆2楼。 　　“什么？” 　　“每天往天台门缝塞健身房传单的就是他。”王法说。 　　林晚星恍然大悟。 　　五川路健身俱乐部在老体育馆2楼西南角一隅。 　　和热情开朗的小孙同志不同，健身俱乐部才真有属于百年体育馆的腐朽感觉。 　　整个空间昏暗破旧，门口一侧摆着两个大铁柜，供客人更换衣物，另一侧是鞋柜，不大的空间被塞得满满当当。 　　往里面走，稍开阔了些。 　　蒙尘的落地窗边摆着一排健身器械，索性设备齐全，有跑步机、椭圆仪以及动感单车，甚至还有划船机和登山机…… 　　大型的器材区器械很多，比寻常健身房更专业。唯独地面是由花花绿绿的塑料地垫拼接而成，边缘发黑，破损陈旧。更夸张的是哑铃、杠铃这类，林晚星是第一次见到生锈的器械。 　　“怎么样姐，咱这儿还不错吧？”小孙抬起满是络腮胡的下巴，骄傲地说，“咱这里以前是举重队、羽毛球队、游泳队用的，后面他们搬走，我们老板给这里盘下来，但专业程度还是没话讲。” 　　“呃……其实我不懂。”林晚星看向王法。 　　“我王哥说了，家里大事小事，都是您做决定。” 　　“啊？决……决定什么？” 　　“办卡啊！”小孙很直接。 　　“给他们办吗？”林晚星看向学生们，问王法。 　　“对球员来说，每周两次健身房器械训练是必须的。”王法说。 　　在她身后，学生们仍在不停环顾健身房，根本不在意这里很破旧。他们脸上充满希冀神色，仿佛恨不得现在就上器械练两把。 　　“那你们这里怎么收费？”林晚星问小孙。 　　小孙同志顿时挂满笑容：“姐，我肯定给您最大优惠！”他边说，边把她往休息区引导，“您先坐会儿，我给您倒个茶，慢慢给您讲费用问题。” 　　“等下。”王法忽然打断他们。 　　“先体验下器材，上节体验课吧。”王法对学生们说。 　　十一位男生仿佛瞬间get王法的意思，立刻排好队，摩拳擦掌。 　　小孙眼睛直了：“还要体验课，要私教吗，您这人有点多啊。” 　　“不用私教，我自己带，教点基本动作而已。”王法说完，又转头过来，完全不在意健身房穿荧光绿背心的销售。 　　林晚星听王法嘱咐道：“你先去听价钱，争取拖点时间，我这能多蹭一会儿是一会。” 　　小孙同志：“……” 　　夏夜晚风吹拂，梧桐路17号天台铁门开合。 　　住在楼下的小孙教练刚刚来过，傍晚时林晚星和他认真谈了报价，他又去请示经理。现在下班后，他拿来了最后的优惠价格表。 　　单次健身价格：原价40，优惠价30元 　　50次卡：50次，优惠价 999元（仅限单人使用） 　　年卡：不限次数 10以上团购优惠价1200元/人 　　林晚星和王法分坐天台小圆桌两边，檐廊的壁灯投射下昏黄的光。 　　她自己看了一遍，盘算了下，又将纸换了个方向，推到王法面前。 　　“小组赛赛程很长，怎么也要两三个月。”王法说。 　　言下之意是，单次和次卡都不划算。 　　“健身房就是卖要年卡吧，年卡肯定相对最优惠。而且小孙教练说，办年卡还送20张泳池券，游泳对踢球有帮助吗？”林晚星问。 　　王法：“运动后游泳可以放松肌肉，提升肌耐力。提高肺活量和心肺功能这些，都是更长期的内容。” 　　林晚星看着白纸上的三个选项。 　　按11名球员，每周2次，为期3个月计算总花销。 　　三个选项的花费分别是 　　单次卡：总计7920 　　50次卡：总计10989 　　年卡：总计13200 　　她将这三个数字写在纸上，然后看向王法。 　　“有什么问题吗？”王法问。 　　“年卡太贵了。”林晚星说，“单次卡可以省一半花销。” 　　很难得，林晚星看到王法愣了下，像从没遇到过这种问题。 　　“你之前遇到的都是花钱来找你学踢球的吧。”林晚星笑了笑。 　　“我们俱乐部给青训工资开得还不错，你讲的都是别的创收项目，但我们不赚那些钱。”王法说。 　　林晚星单手托腮，这也差不多是她第一次听王法提起之前教练工作细节。她随手开了罐刚从冰箱拿出的汤力水，给王法面前的杯子里倒了一半。 　　“你知道吗，今天我去找钱老师了。” 　　她喝了一口气泡水，冰冰凉凉的，带着清淡的奎宁味道，入口是酸苦，尔后甘甜，令人舒适。 　　王法因为这些舒适气氛第一次同她谈起往事，她因为这些舒适的气氛，忽然想和王法说说话。 　　“钱老师是谁？”王法问。 　　“啊，就是我在学校体育组的顶头上司。”林晚星顿了顿，像说小秘密似地，冲王法眨了下眼，“我有怀疑，一直引导学生们接近我的就是钱老师。” 　　王法修长的手指握着玻璃杯，甲瓣被冻成很淡的颜色：“为什么这么觉得？” 　　“因为钱老师，他和那个搞很多小玩意让学生们接近我的幕后人一样，都有相同的目的，他想让学生们跟着我好好学习。” 　　从早先烟盒里写的“巴中小林专治厌学、逃学、不愿学”，到后来让学生们找到“元元补习班”的藏宝图，意图都很明显。 　　“你也没按他们说的来。”王法很直接。 　　“那何止，我觉得我简直在‘阳奉阴违’。”林晚星笑道，“带他们读书这件事，对我来说其实很简单，我也能做好，但这真的够吗？” 　　王法喝了口气泡水，不露声色，只说：“每个人都有自己的路要走。” 　　“是啊，但如果人注定会成长为他们既定要成长的样子，那我工作的意义，在哪里呢？” 　　气泡水没有酒精，但林晚星却不知不觉趴在桌上，她说：“你我都很清楚，就算每个人按同样计划进行体能训练，但反映在每个人身上的效果也能完全不同，因为差距从来不在这里……”林晚星戳了戳自己的脑袋，然后用手指，摇摇指着王法的胸口，她说：“真正的差距，是在那里。” 　　王法很诚恳：“我们在体能训练中，有个专业术语名叫psychological skill，应该是你的专长。” 　　“我不是做这个领域研究的。”林晚星摇了摇头，“王法，我也有很多不确定的领域，但也有很多确定的地方。” 　　“你确定什么？” 　　“我很确定的是，我的学生们家里都不富裕，尤其是付新书，他真的生活贫困。我可以说服家长拿出这笔钱，让他们能接受健身房训练，但这就够了吗？” 　　青年垂眸思考片刻，尔后抬眼看她，他瞳色天生就浅，昏暗灯光下，很难得有温和神色。 　　想来，他始终还是因为即将离开，而有所歉疚。 　　“你是不是想说，实在不行，可以出这笔钱？”林晚星问王法。 　　王法没有否认，而是沉默了下。 　　今日天气晴朗，头顶的星空格外清晰柔和。 　　林晚星知道他的答案。 　　“但我不同意。”她说。
Chapter 52 Xiao Sun Wuchuan Road Stadium is between Hongjing No. 8 Middle School and Wutong Road, and Lin Wanxing can see it from the rooftop of his home.　　She grew up in this neighborhood as a child, and so did her students, who knew each other so well, that they all used to put the word "old" in front of it.　　"Old Stadium", "Old Swimming Pool" and "Old Gymnasium", for children living near Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, they all refer to Wuchuan Road Stadium.　　It is also legendary, Wuchuan Road Stadium has a history of more than 100 years. The Qing Dynasty was a school field, and the first modern stadium in the province was built here at the beginning of the Republic of China. After a hundred years of ups and downs, Wuchuan Road Stadium is now an "amusement park" for nearby residents.　　Qin Ao, Yu Ming, Chen Jianghe, many of them grew up playing football at Wuchuan Road Stadium. Next to the stadium is a gymnasium with an outdoor swimming pool, and it is said that an Olympic champion swam from here.　　After school, Lin Wanxing and the students gathered at the entrance of the Wuchuan Road Gymnasium, which was also the most lively time for the outdoor swimming pool.　　A team of children practiced ventilation and water under the guidance of the swimming coach, and the white waves splashed. And the high school students of the football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School are even more noisy than the white waves by the pool.　　"What are you doing in the gym?" 　　"Is it true that the coach asked us to meet at the entrance of the gymnasium?" 　　"Did the coach give us physical training and swimming? A swimming ticket of 20 yuan is a bit expensive. The students were asking questions and wanted to understand the whole purpose of the coach for their assembly right away. Where could Lin Wanxing answer, she could only lean against the iron fence by the pool and eat chocolate crispy ice cream.　　Wang Fa arrived at the appointed time, but he did not come in through the gate, but came out of the gymnasium.　　Behind Wang Fa was a young man.　　The young man wore a small fluorescent green tank top, although he was not tall, his skin was dark, his muscles were shiny, and he had a delicately trimmed beard on his chin. If it weren't for the fact that the young man was still a little familiar, Lin Wanxing would have suspected that Wang Fa had provoked some underworld thugs.　　Lin Wanxing waved at Wang Fa from afar, and the young man in the fluorescent green vest also waved at her, and shouted enthusiastically: "Sister, you are here!" His voice was rough and heroic, he looked like he was in his thirties, Lin Wanxing was called "sister" by him, and his first reaction was "How can I afford this"!　　The boys laughed out loud, but then, the muscular guys greeted the boys equally cordially: "Brother, you're all here!" The high school students were all petrified, and Lin Wanxing's mentality was balanced.　　By the pool, someone "plopped" into the water.　　Lin Wanxing snorted, and the dark and enthusiastic smile of the muscular guy came into view, she could only ask; "You are ......" 　　"Sister, my little grandson, you don't know me?!" The muscular guy introduces himself enthusiastically.　　"Little ...... Grandchild? Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa.　　"You don't know?" Wang Fa asked rhetorically.　　"How could I have known!" Lin Wanxing was shocked.　　"But he lives downstairs from us." Wang Fa said.　　"Yes, sister, you are my landlord! You and my brother live upstairs from me, don't you really remember me? The muscular guy said sadly.　　Wang Fa showed a look of watching the play, and Lin Wanxing could only hurriedly say; "Ah...... Little grandson! Come to think of it! But actually, she still didn't remember...... 　　Fortunately, Comrade Xiao Sun talked a lot, and he didn't need her to ask questions, so he led the way and talked about things himself.　　Xiao Sun's full name is Sun Baili, and he is a tenant in Room 02, 4th Floor, No. 17 Wutong Road.　　He used to be an otaku who worked in big cities, but later fell in love with fitness, so he simply returned to his hometown and found a job at the Wuchuan Road Stadium Fitness Club. The position is a health consultant, and in layman's terms, it is fitness card sales.　　Lin Wanxing hadn't seen Xiao Sun before, mainly because the gym didn't open until after 12 o'clock, and her and Comrade Xiao Sun's schedules were completely staggered.　　"Then how do you know Xiao Sun?" Lin Wanxing asked Wang Fa.　　"Is there a possibility...... Wang Fa took them up to the second floor of the Wuchuan Road Gymnasium.　　"What?" 　　"He's the one who stuffs gym flyers through the rooftop door every day." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing suddenly realized.　　Wuchuan Road Fitness Club is in the southwest corner of the 2nd floor of the old gymnasium.　　Unlike the enthusiastic and cheerful Comrade Xiao Sun, the fitness club really has the decadent feeling of belonging to a century-old gymnasium.　　The whole space is dim and dilapidated, with two large iron cabinets on one side of the door for guests to change their clothes, and shoe cabinets on the other side, which is not a small space that is crammed to the brim.　　Going inside, it's a little more open.　　Floor-to-ceiling windows are lined with fitness equipment, complete with treadmills, ellipticals, spinning bikes, and even rowing and mountaineering machines...... 　　The large equipment area has a lot of equipment, which is more professional than the ordinary gym. Only the floor is made of colorful plastic floor mats, the edges are blackened, damaged and old. What's more exaggerated is dumbbells, barbells, etc., Lin Wanxing is the first time to see rusty instruments.　　"How about sister, we're not bad here, right?" Xiao Sun raised his chin full of beard and said proudly, "We used to use the weightlifting team, badminton team, and swimming team here, but then they moved away, and our boss took it down here, but the professionalism still has nothing to say." "Ugh...... Actually, I don't understand. Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa.　　"My brother Wang said that you make decisions about big and small things in the family." 　　"Huh? Decide...... What to decide? "Get a card!" Xiao Sun is very direct.　　"Do it for them?" Lin Wanxing looked at the students and asked Wang Fa.　　"It's a must for the players to train on the gym equipment twice a week." Wang Fa said.　　Behind her, the students were still looking around the gym, not caring that it was shabby. Their faces were full of hope, as if they were eager to get on the equipment and practice two now.　　"And how do you charge here?" Lin Wanxing asked Xiao Sun.　　Comrade Xiao Sun suddenly smiled: "Sister, I will definitely give you the biggest discount!" As he spoke, he guided her to the rest area, "You sit down for a while, I'll pour you some tea, and slowly explain the cost to you." "Wait." Wang Fa interrupted them suddenly.　　"Let's try the equipment first, let's have a trial class." Wang Fa said to the students.　　The eleven boys seemed to get the meaning of Wang Fa in an instant, and immediately lined up and geared up.　　Xiao Sun's eyes straightened: "Do you want to experience classes, do you want private teaching, you are a bit of a many." "I don't need a personal trainer, I bring it myself, just teach some basic movements." After Wang Fa finished speaking, he turned his head again, not caring at all about the sales of fluorescent green vests in the gym.　　Lin Wanxing listened to Wang Fa's instructions: "You go and listen to the price first, and try to delay some time, I can rub it for a while." Comrade Xiao Sun: "......" 　　The wind blows on a summer night, and the iron gate of No. 17 Wutong Road opens and closes.　　Coach Xiao Sun, who lives downstairs, has just come, and in the evening, Lin Wanxing and he seriously negotiated the offer, and he went to ask the manager again. Now after work, he brought the last preferential price list.　　Single workout price: original price 40, preferential price 30 yuan 50 times: 50 times, preferential price 999 yuan (single use only) Annual card: unlimited number of times 10 or more group purchase preferential price 1200 yuan / person Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa sat on both sides of the small round table on the rooftop, and the wall lamps in the eaves corridor cast a dim light.　　She looked at it herself, thought about it, and then changed the direction of the paper and pushed it in front of Wang Fa.　　"The group stage is very long, and it will take two or three months." Wang Fa said.　　The implication is that neither single nor single passes are cost-effective.　　"The gym just sells annual cards, and annual cards must be the most discounted. And Coach Xiao Sun said that the annual card also gives 20 pool coupons, does swimming help kicking football? Lin Wanxing asked.　　Wang Fa: "Swimming after exercise can relax muscles and improve muscle endurance. Improving lung capacity and cardiorespiratory function are more long-term contents. Lin Wanxing looked at the three options on the white paper.　　The total cost is calculated based on 11 players, 2 times a week, for a period of 3 months.　　The cost of the three options is Single card: 7920 in total 50 cards: 10989 in total in 13200 She wrote the three numbers on the paper and looked at Wang Fa.　　"Any questions?" Wang Fa asked.　　"The annual pass is too expensive." Lin Wanxing said, "A single card can save half of the cost. It was very rare, Lin Wanxing was stunned when she saw Wang Fa, as if she had never encountered this kind of problem.　　"You've met people who paid you to learn how to play." Lin Wanxing smiled.　　"Our club pays the youth training salary well, you talk about other income-generating projects, but we don't make that money." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing supported her cheek with one hand, and this was almost the first time she heard Wang Fa mention the details of her previous coaching work. She casually opened the can of tonic water she had just taken out of the refrigerator and poured half of the cup in front of Wang Fa.　　"You know, today I'm going to find Teacher Qian." 　　She took a sip of soaked water, which was cold and cold, with a light quinine taste, and the entrance was sour and bitter, and then sweet and comfortable.　　Wang Fa talked to her about the past for the first time because of these comfortable atmospheres, and she suddenly wanted to talk to Wang Fa because of these comfortable atmospheres.　　"Who is Mr. Qian?" Wang Fa asked.　　"Ah, that's my boss in the school's athletic team." Lin Wanxing paused, as if telling a little secret, and winked at Wang Fa, "I have a suspicion, it is Teacher Qian who has been guiding students to approach me." Wang Fa's slender fingers held the glass, and the nail flap was frozen into a very light color: "Why do you think so?" "Because of Mr. Qian, he has the same purpose as the person behind the scenes who made a lot of gadgets to get students close to me, and he wanted students to study hard with me." 　　From the earlier writing in the cigarette box, "Ba Xiaolin is tired of school, truant, and unwilling to learn", to the treasure map of "Yuanyuan Cram School" that was later asked to let the students find it, the intention is obvious.　　"You didn't do what they said." Wang Fa is very direct.　　"Well, I feel like I'm 'disobeying the yang and the yin'." Lin Wanxing said with a smile, "Taking them to study is actually very simple for me, and I can do it well, but is it really enough?" Wang Fa took a sip of sparkling water, remained silent, and only said, "Everyone has their own way to go." "Yes, but if people are destined to grow up to be what they are meant to be, then what's the point of my work?" 　　There is no alcohol in the sparkling water, but Lin Wanxing unconsciously lay on the table, she said: "You and I are very clear, even if everyone conducts physical training according to the same plan, the effect reflected on each person can be completely different, because the gap is never ......here" Lin Wanxing poked her head, and then pointed at Wang Fa's chest with her fingers, she said: "The real gap is there." Wang Fa was very sincere: "In our physical training, there is a professional term called psychological skill, which should be your specialty. "I'm not doing research in this area." Lin Wanxing shook her head, "Wang Fa, I also have a lot of uncertain areas, but there are also a lot of certain. "What are you sure of?"I'm pretty sure that none of my students' families are wealthy, especially Fu Xinshu, who really lives in poverty. I can convince parents to come up with the money so they can get gym training, but is that enough? The young man lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, and then raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were naturally light, and in the dim light, it was rare to have a gentle look.　　Thinking about it, he was still sorry because he was about to leave.　　"Do you want to say, it's really not good, you can pay this money?" Lin Wanxing asked Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa did not deny it, but was silent.　　Today the weather is clear, and the starry sky overhead is exceptionally clear and soft.　　Lin Wanxing knew his answer.　　"But I don't agree." She said.

第53章 去想 　　宏景八中足球队的学生们， 在第二日晨练时，收到一好一坏两个消息。 　　好消息是，昨天很晚的时候， 林老师接到学校通知， 他们从今天起，就可以不用跟学校课程上课。 　　坏消息是，昨日健身房也拿来了最后报价，但还是有点贵。 　　对于第一个消息，其实学生们有些迷惘。 　　每个学生做梦都不想上学，可当你突然告诉他们不用上学， 每个人都有大把大把空闲时间可以自由安排后，大家又不知所措了。 　　“我们不上课干嘛？？？”秦敖首先很不理解地问道。 　　“那你们每天上课干嘛呢？”林晚星笑问道。 　　“睡觉啊。”俞明很理所应当地说。 　　“只是允许你们不用上课，你们想回教室睡觉也没问题啊。”林晚星说。 　　一听又是这说法， 学生们干脆懒得理她了。 　　如何安排自己的时间， 对学生们来说又是很大一门学问。 　　林晚星不准备对时间管理向学生们做过多建议， 只是希望学生们别做过多安排。 　　先看看自己每天都干了什么，比如问问教练， 他们每天训练要花多长比较科学，再思考每天准备干点其他什么事儿。 　　这么记录一两天，再做安排。 　　而关于第二个“健身房的坏消息”…… 　　“有点贵是多贵？”学生们纷纷问到。 　　林晚星坐在天台的小桌子前，把她昨天和王法计算后的报价表摊在桌上， 展示给学生们看。
Chapter 53 Thinking about the students of the football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, during the morning practice on the second day, received two messages, one good and one bad.　　The good news is that late yesterday, Ms. Lin received a notice from the school that they will not be able to attend classes with the school from today.　　The bad news is that yesterday the gym also got a final offer, but it was still a bit expensive.　　For the first news, the students were actually a little confused.　　Every student never dreams of going to school, but when you suddenly tell them that they don't have to go to school, and everyone has a lot of free time to spend, they are overwhelmed.　　"Why don't we go to class??? Qin Ao first asked incomprehensibly.　　"Then what do you do in class every day?" Lin Wanxing asked with a smile.　　"Sleep." Yu Ming said very reasonably.　　"It's just that you don't have to go to class, and it's okay if you want to go back to the classroom and sleep." Lin Wanxing said.　　When they heard this again, the students simply didn't bother to pay attention to her.　　How to organize one's time is another big subject for students.　　Lin Wanxing is not going to give too much advice to the students on time management, but hopes that the students will not make too many arrangements.　　Let's take a look at what you do every day, for example, ask your coach how long they need to train each day, and then think about what else they plan to do every day.　　Record this for a day or two, and then make arrangements.　　And about the second "bad news for the gym"...... 　　"How expensive is a little expensive?" The students asked.　　Lin Wanxing sat at the small table on the rooftop, spread out the quotation form she had calculated with Wang Fa yesterday on the table, and showed it to the students.

第7920章 10989、13200。 　　学生们挤在一起，看到最后的报价，他们都倒吸一口气：“太贵了啊，怎么这么贵！” 　　“怎么50次健身就要八千块， 每次要一百五十多吗， 那破健身馆凭啥？！”郑飞扬同学带头嚷嚷。 　　林晚星发现， 虽然她把报价单写得很清楚，但其实男生们都没仔细看，第一个人跟着喊什么，后面的人也喊什么。 　　她提醒道：“最后那个是总价，你们每个人的价钱在前面。” 　　秦敖抽了下郑飞扬后背：“别乱吵吵。” 　　郑飞扬不满：“刚叫最响不是你？” 　　秦敖：“我这不是给吓蒙了吗，那就我们每个人只要一千块钱左右？” 　　“那还行啊！”俞明高兴起来。 　　“老师，你下次简单点，告诉我们结果就行。”陈江河说。 　　天台上朝阳初升，晨风爽飒。 　　因为不用上学，学生们都很高兴。所以他们也不觉得一千来块的健身馆费用，是什么大事。 　　林晚星观察着他们每个人的反应，等他们都安静下来后，她问：“那现在，你们准备怎么办呢？” 　　“什么怎么办？” 　　“当然是好好训练啊。” 　　学生们理所当然地回答。 　　他们充满斗志，信心十足，仿佛能战胜一切困难。 　　林晚星沉思片刻，问：“我是说，健身房的体能训练，你们要参加吗，钱怎么付？” 　　男生们愣住：“老师我还以为你说的是你买……” 　　“这是你们的训练，我为什么要买单？”林晚星反问。 　　“可是老师你有钱啊。”林鹿说。 　　“你不是说这栋楼都是你的？”陈江河反问。 　　“对啊，可那是我的钱，为什么要给你们用呢？”林晚星这么说。 　　经过这么多天的相处，学生们都习惯听她说这种话了，并不像之前那样一点就炸。 　　“那当我们借你的行不，你垫一下，以后我们赚钱了还你。”秦敖和她这么商量。 　　“对，我们可以写借条！”小跟班俞明同学应和。 　　很显然，他们只想快点解决问题，然后投入训练。 　　林晚星：“我没有任何义务垫付你们的训练费用，包括你们教练也是。” 　　王法坐在旁边桌上吃早餐，看了眼林晚星，对学生们耸了下肩，表示无能为力。 　　“那我回家问爸妈要呗，多大点事。”郑飞扬说。 　　“不花你钱，我们有压岁钱。”冯锁说。 　　“可是我压岁钱花完了。”林鹿小声地说。 　　“你买了啥，这都能花完？”冯锁震惊。 　　“我压岁钱少啊，而且这都半年多了，花完不是很正常吗。”林鹿委屈。 　　学生们又开始照常七嘴八舌讨论事情的流程，林晚星干脆坐到王法对面吃早餐。今天是包子和豆浆，豆浆里放了冰块，她喝了一口，冰得嘴唇发凉。 　　“老师你怎么跑了！” 　　过了会儿，学生们重新围到早餐桌前。 　　林晚星咬了口包子，仰头问：“你们自己的事情，自己解决啊，我能干什么？” 　　“老师你这人就是别扭，你直接说就得了呗，意思就是‘这钱我不管，你们自己筹’，是这意思吗？”秦敖说。 　　林晚星震惊：“我前面还不够直接吗？” 　　秦敖：“……” 　　对普通高三生而言，遇到缺钱的问题，问家里要再正常不过。 　　可是要钱办健身卡，本身就不属于家长能轻易接受的范畴。 　　其次各人家庭背景不同，这电话有人敢打，有人不敢，也还有人，从没考虑过这个选项。 　　“妈，这不就是和上补习班一样吗！”林鹿握着手机站在天台一角，他的声音顺着微风飘来，听上去进展不顺。 　　同样不顺利的还有郑飞扬。 　　郑飞扬父母是来宏景开烧烤店的北方人，他爸一听儿子要问家里要钱去健身房办卡，顿时就觉得离谱。 　　“你别（四声）秃噜反帐滴，整点啥都半拉磕机。你要不踢球，赶紧撒愣儿滚回来，葛家老实儿整点串儿。看你那损色（sai三声）我就来气！”郑飞扬爸爸的声音穿透听筒传来，小郑同志当时就被吓得噤若寒蝉，哄了他爸两句，赶紧挂了电话。 　　林鹿和郑飞扬，已经属于球队里备受家里宠爱的两个孩子，其他人就更不用说。 　　至于秦敖、付新书、陈江河，则压根没和家里打这通电话。 　　对男生们来说，长这么大大还要问家里要钱，已经很丢人了。而父母的反应，更让他们打心眼里不愿干这件事。 　　到最后，大家都变得默不作声。 　　林晚星看了看头顶的太阳，好像他们不用上学的第一天，就过得不太顺利。 　　付新书见队友们都很沮丧，于是说：“老师，我们还是先去训练吧。实在不行，冯锁他们能办得起卡的去，我们不去也行。” 　　俞明：“老付说的有道理，健身房又不是非去不可，我们之前没去，不也赢了绿景国际么。” 　　学生自己越说越觉得这也行。 　　对大部分人来说，既然解决不了问题，那就干脆不解决了，也很正常。 　　林晚星思考片刻，刚想说话，却听王法声音响起。 　　“确实也是，对于你们小组赛接下来要遇到的对手，”每周两次的健身房训练，没太大意义。”王法轻描淡写地喝完最后一口豆浆，这么说道。 　　男生们没那么笨，不会觉得教练嘴上说的就是话里的意思。 　　“教练你别生气啊，这傻逼就是懒逼，不肯动脑子。”秦敖也不敢说是付新书先提的不去健身房训练，只能对着俞明一顿抽。 　　俞明同学也委屈：“那我们怎么办，跟你去你叔工厂拧螺丝啊！” 　　“你是不是有病，我叔厂子在五坪，来回加起来得四个多钟头。”秦敖说到这里，突然想起什么，看向郑飞扬。 　　小郑同学打了个寒战：“别啊哥，去我爸那儿，他保准脑瓜壳子给你凿漏。” 　　学生们聊着聊着，事情好像又进了死胡同。 　　这时，一直旁听很久的祁亮终于站起来。 　　“讨论也讨论过了，反思也反思过了，你可以说两句了吧？” 　　林晚星抬起头，祁亮顶着乱糟糟的头发走到她面前，敲敲桌板，对她这么说。 　　“想让我说什么？”林晚星问。 　　“老师，你想法很多，从你说“不出钱”开始，就等着我们呢。干脆点吧，你是要交换条件才肯借钱给我们，还是说有别的打算？” 　　祁亮说话的时候，林晚星一直认真听着。 　　等他说完，林晚星审视着她的学生们，缓缓开口：“我的观点应该已经表达过很多次了，虽然你们不太相信，但大部分时间，我不想教你们具体应该去做什么。所以我不可能用‘钱’，来交换你们听我的话。” 　　“那你想干什么？”秦敖被祁亮点醒，有点没好气地说，“就光看着我们，跟托儿所保姆阿姨似的？” 　　林晚星很平静：“托儿所保姆阿姨照顾你们的基本生理需求，我则为你们想达到到更层次需求时提供帮助。” 　　“那按你的说法，我们现在想要钱，你会给我们提供什么帮助呢？”陈江河问。 　　祁亮：“直接给钱就是低级满足方式，那高级的是什么，带我们去赚钱？” 　　林晚星摇了摇头：“你们刚才已经在想怎么赚到这笔钱了，为什么不继续讨论？ 　　“就……”俞明语塞。 　　“聊了下，也想不到别的招儿了啊。”秦敖说。 　　“感觉各方面都挺怪的，因为没做过，所以觉得做不到，想不下去了。”很难得地，祁亮认真回答了她的问题。 　　林晚星对祁亮说：“如果你非要了解我想做什么，那首先，我确实在让你们自己‘去想’，因为思考和讨论意味着你们有自己试着解决问题。” 　　“你的意思是，我们得自己想办法去赚钱？”学生们问，“那你能帮我们什么忙，告诉我们哪里好赚钱？” 　　“我可以给你们一块钱，也可以告诉你们哪里能赚到钱。但你有没有想过，去学一些解决问题的方法，而不是得到确定的答案？” 　　她这么问道。
Chapter 7920 10989, 13200.　　The students huddled together, and when they saw the final offer, they all gasped: "It's too expensive, why is it so expensive!" "Why do you need 8,000 yuan for 50 workouts, and more than 150 yuan each time, why do you break the gym?!" Zheng Feiyang took the lead in shouting.　　Lin Wanxing found that although she wrote the quotation very clearly, in fact, the boys didn't look at it carefully, and the first person shouted what they wanted, and the people behind also shouted.　　"The last one is the total price," she reminded, "and the price for each of you is up front. Qin Ao twitched Zheng Feiyang's back: "Don't make any noise." Zheng Feiyang was dissatisfied: "Didn't you just scream the loudest?" Qin Ao: "Aren't I scared, then each of us only needs about a thousand yuan?" "That's okay!" Yu Ming was happy.　　"Teacher, next time, just keep it simple and tell us the results." Chen Jianghe said.　　The morning sun rises on the rooftop, and the morning breeze is refreshing.　　Because they don't have to go to school, the students are happy. So they don't think that the cost of a fitness gym of more than 1,000 yuan is a big deal.　　Lin Wanxing observed the reactions of each of them, and after they all quieted down, she asked, "Then now, what are you going to do?" "What to do?" 　　"Of course it's good training." 　　The students answered as a matter of course.　　They are full of fighting spirit and confidence, as if they can overcome all difficulties.　　Lin Wanxing pondered for a moment and asked, "I mean, do you want to participate in the physical training in the gym, and how do you pay for it?" The boys were stunned: "Teacher, I thought you were talking about you buying ......" 　　"This is your training, why should I pay for it?" Lin Wanxing asked rhetorically.　　"But you're rich, teacher." Lin Lu said.　　"Didn't you say this building is all yours?" Chen Jianghe asked rhetorically.　　"Yes, but that's my money, why should I give it to you?" Lin Wanxing said.　　After so many days of getting along, the students are used to hearing her say this kind of thing, and they don't blow up like before.　　"Then when we borrow your line, you can pay it back, and we will pay you back when we make money in the future." Qin Ao discussed this with her.　　"Yes, we can write IOUs!" The little follower Yu Ming should be with.　　Obviously, they just want to solve the problem quickly and then get into training.　　Lin Wanxing: "I don't have any obligation to pay your training expenses in advance, including your coach." Wang Fa sat at the table next to him for breakfast, glanced at Lin Wanxing, and shrugged his shoulders to the students, indicating that he could not do anything.　　"Then I'll go home and ask my parents what they want, what's the matter?" Zheng Feiyang said.　　"It doesn't cost you money, we have New Year's money." Feng Suo said.　　"But I've run out of money." Lin Lu whispered.　　"What did you buy, and you can spend it all?" Feng Suo was shocked.　　"I have little money for the New Year, and it's been more than half a year, isn't it normal to spend it." Lin Lu was aggrieved.　　The students began to talk about the flow of things as usual, and Lin Wanxing simply sat down opposite Wang Fa to have breakfast. Today it was steamed buns and soy milk, and there were ice cubes in the soy milk, and she took a sip of it, and the ice made her lips cold.　　"Teacher, why did you run away!" 　　After a while, the students gathered around the breakfast table again.　　Lin Wanxing took a bite of the bun, raised her head and asked, "Your own affairs, solve them yourself, what can I do?" "Teacher, you are just awkward, you just say it and get it, which means 'I don't care about this money, you raise it yourself', does that mean?" Qin Ao said.　　Lin Wanxing was shocked: "Isn't my front direct enough?" Qin Ao: "......" 　　For ordinary high school juniors, when they encounter the problem of lack of money, it is normal to ask their families.　　However, asking for money to get a fitness card is not in itself a category that parents can easily accept.　　Secondly, each person's family background is different, some people dare to make this call, some people don't dare, and some people have never considered this option.　　"Mom, isn't this the same as going to cram school!" Lin Lu stood in the corner of the rooftop with his mobile phone in his hand, his voice drifting along the breeze, and it sounded like it was not going well.　　Also not going well was Zheng Feiyang.　　Zheng Feiyang's parents are northerners who came to Hongjing to open a barbecue restaurant, and his father immediately felt outrageous when he heard that his son was going to ask the family for money to go to the gym to apply for a card.　　"Don't (four sounds) bald and anti-account dripping, the whole thing is half knocked on the machine. If you don't want to play football, hurry up and get back, the Ge family is honest. Look at your discoloration (sai three sounds) I'll be angry! Zheng Feiyang's father's voice came through the earpiece, and Comrade Zheng was so frightened that he was silent, coaxed his father a few words, and quickly hung up the phone.　　Lin Lu and Zheng Feiyang already belong to the two children in the team who are favored by the family, not to mention the others.　　As for Qin Ao, Fu Xinshu, and Chen Jianghe, they didn't make this phone call with their families at all.　　It's already a shame for the boys to ask their families for money when they grow so big. And the reaction of their parents made them even more reluctant to do it.　　At the end of the day, everyone fell silent.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the sun overhead, as if they didn't have to go to school on the first day.　　Fu Xinshu saw that his teammates were very frustrated, so he said, "Teacher, let's go to training first." It's really not good, Feng Suo and they can afford to go with a card, and we can't go if we don't go. Yu Ming: "What Lao Fu said makes sense, the gym is not a must, we didn't go before, didn't we also win LVGEM International." The more the students themselves talked, the more they thought it would work.　　For most people, since they can't solve the problem, it's normal to simply not solve it.　　Lin Wanxing thought for a moment, and just wanted to speak, but heard Wang Fa's voice sound.　　"It's true, for the next opponents you will face in the group stage," it doesn't make much sense to train in the gym twice a week. Wang Fa said lightly after drinking the last sip of soy milk.　　The boys weren't that stupid and didn't think the coach was saying what he was saying.　　"Coach, don't be angry, this idiot is lazy and refuses to use his brain." Qin Ao didn't dare to say that Fu Xinshu didn't go to the gym to train first, so he could only smoke at Yu Ming.　　Yu Ming was also aggrieved: "Then what should we do, go to your uncle's factory with you to screw it!" "Are you sick, my uncle's factory is in Wuping, and it takes more than four hours to go back and forth." When Qin Ao said this, he suddenly remembered something and looked at Zheng Feiyang.　　Xiao Zheng shuddered: "Don't brother, go to my dad's, he will make sure that the brain shell is leaked for you." The students chatted and chatted, and it seemed like things were at a dead end again.　　At this time, Qi Liang, who had been listening for a long time, finally stood up.　　"It's been discussed, it's been reflected, you can say a few words, right?" 　　Lin Wanxing raised her head, Qi Liang walked up to her with messy hair, knocked on the table, and said this to her.　　"What do you want me to say?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Teacher, you have a lot of ideas, and you have been waiting for us since you said "no money". Let's just do you want to lend us money in exchange, or do you have other plans? When Qi Liang spoke, Lin Wanxing listened carefully.　　After he finished speaking, Lin Wanxing looked at her students and slowly spoke: "My opinion should have been expressed many times, although you don't believe it, but most of the time, I don't want to teach you what you should do." So I can't exchange 'money' for you to listen to me. "And what do you want to do?" Qin Ao was woken up by Qi Ming, and said a little angrily, "Just looking at us, like a nursery nanny and aunt?" Lin Wanxing was very calm: "The nursery nanny aunt takes care of your basic physiological needs, and I will help you when you want to reach a higher level of needs." "Then, according to you, we want money now, what help will you give us?" Chen Jianghe asked.　　Qi Liang: "Giving money directly is a low-level way of satisfaction, so what is the high-level that takes us to make money?" Lin Wanxing shook her head: "You guys were already thinking about how to make this money just now, why don't you continue to discuss it?"　　"Just ......," Yu Ming said.　　"After chatting, I can't think of any other tricks." Qin Ao said.　　"It feels weird in every way, because I haven't done it before, so I feel like I can't do it, I can't think about it." Rarely, Qi Liang answered her question seriously.　　Lin Wanxing said to Qi Liang: "If you have to understand what I want to do, then first of all, I am really letting you 'think' for yourself, because thinking and discussing means that you have your own attempts to solve problems." "You mean, we're going to have to figure out how to make money on our own?" The students asked, "So how can you help us and tell us where to make money?" "I can give you a dollar, and I can tell you where to make money. But have you ever thought about learning some solution to a problem instead of getting a definitive answer? She asked.

第54章 去做 　　小时候， 爸爸妈妈站在不远处，我们站起来，蹒跚着扑到他们怀里， 就学会了走路。 　　大一点的时候， 我们会用勺子吃饭，会自己穿衣服……然后说话、认字、背古诗。 　　后来，我们进入学校，从1234开始，我们慢慢地学习更多更多的知识。 　　再后来，我们长大成人， 尤其站在17、8岁成年的关口时，却时常会觉得，在我们曾经所有的所有知识里， 还缺了点什么。 　　于是， 她对学生们说：“希望你们把‘赚钱’这件事当做练习簿， 我们来学点不一样的东西。” 　　如果说人生是片宽广海域，他们现在是暂时在同一艘船上的伙伴， 为了成功驶向下一座岛目标。 　　他们需要默契的伙伴、充足的装备、精确的导航仪器、以及，一张正确的地图。 　　林晚星和学生们坐在船长室里，带他们摊开这张地图。 　　“其实你们肯定也听老师聊过这些，用学习来举例就是：预习、听讲、练习、纠错、反思……” 　　站在元元补习班的讲台前， 林晚星刚说到这儿，男生们就露出崩溃表情。 　　“你别拿学习举例。马上就没意思了！” 　　男生们露出痛苦表情，抗议道。 　　林晚星发现她在这里真正上的第一节 课，就遭到学生们的抵抗， 于是笑道：“我的意思是， 其实很多内容你们都学过， 但因为没去做，所以觉得很难。或者你们试了下，但因为有失败经验，而让你们觉得这没用。但实际上，贯穿各行各业的基本方法是不会有太大区别的。” 　　“什么基本方法？” 　　“如何设置目标并坚持做到的方法。” 　　林晚星并不想和学生们聊太多方法论，很多时候，去做并得到成功反馈这件事比学方法本身重要许多。 　　她捏着粉笔，在黑板上写下一个单词：Specific （具体的） 　　“首先，设置目标的关键在于，它必须是具体的，如果要问多具体，那就是越具体越好。” 　　祁亮在座位上说，他拖长调子，很明显有点嘲讽意味：“多具体，比方说~我下次考试要前进多少名？” 　　“注意独立行走啊祁亮同学。”林晚星抛了下粉笔自己接住，笑道：“你对学习的目标仅仅是超过别人，而不是自己学会知识吗？” 　　祁亮：“……” 　　林晚星在黑板上写下三个数字：7920、10989、13200。 　　“以赚钱为例，详细具体的目标那就是：我要赚xxx钱，具体目标数额自己讨论。某些具体数字的好处是，它们是轻易可衡量。” 　　林晚星在黑板左侧写下第二个单词：Measurable（可衡量” 　　林晚星：“在这过程中，每一分钱的积累都是可见的，数字增长，你们离目标越来越近，这就是可衡量。” 　　第三个单词是：Actionable（可行的） 　　“顾名思义，‘可以、通过行动、完成的’。”林晚星在每个字底下划了一条线，“我要通过运动减5斤，这就是个可被衡量的具体目标，‘运动’这样的动词很关键就在于，你知道你要采取的具体行动是什么，而不是简单的‘我想瘦’。” 　　“你可别了老师，敲你那细胳膊细腿的！” 　　“你应该增肌，增肌知道吗老师！” 　　男生们纷纷抗议。 　　林晚星笑着在黑板上写下第四个单词：Relatable 有关联的 　　她说：“你看，这就是我刚才说的‘减肥目标’的不当之处，它和我的实际情况不符。对你们来说，你们需要钱来买健身房的次卡，那就通过努力赚和这个实际数目相关的钱，而不是现在就把小赚1个亿当做目标。将每个大目标分解成相互关联的小目标，感受分段式达成目标的过程，得到正向反馈和成功经验，这很重要。” 　　“就是不要好高骛远。” 　　“要脚踏实地、一点点来！” 　　“还有呢？” 　　学生们问。 　　Time-bound时限 　　“如果你对自己的目标不设时限，那你就像只会说嘴上说‘我爱你’的渣男。”林晚星顿了顿，对学生们说，“这次‘赚钱’计划的时限是由我来定，为期10天，哦不，9天。” 　　林晚星这么说。 　　“凭什么你定！”学生们反问。 　　“因为我会给你们垫付这9天时间内的3次健身房训练费用。”林晚星说。 　　林鹿突然反应过来：“就是说，教练走之前我们得把这笔钱赚出来？” 　　“老师，你刚是在说教练是渣男吗？”祁亮问。 　　林晚星愣了下：“应该不是吧，就是随口说的例子，而且他又没说过‘我爱你’。” 　　学生们又起了下哄，林晚星反而很坦然，她比谁都清楚王法马上要走，不会停留。 　　她转过身，在黑板上写下第六个单词：Evaluate 定期评估。 　　“只有少数人才能在一开始就知道什么是对的具体该怎么做，我们大部分人都在执行计划过程中慢慢摸索，所以需要定期回顾大目标和那些被我们拆分出的小目标，它们具体完成情况如何，并做出适时调整。” 　　秦敖：“就是说，我们每个人定个最低目标，9天赚720块钱。把这个大目标拆分成每天赚80块的小目标，这数字就变得可行也可衡量，然后我们每天总结一下赚钱得失，一起赚到这笔钱，是这意思不？” 　　林晚星不置可否：“我只讲方法，具体要怎么做，你们自行商议决定。记得，你们要自行分配训练和赚钱的时间，我和教练只做配合工作。” 　　男生们集体“切”了一声，像早已习惯她这种说法，并毫不在意。 　　他们兴致勃勃，摩拳擦掌，好像下一刻就要投入激情讨论，商量赚钱方案。 　　于是，林晚星最后在黑板上写了一个单词：Reward 奖励。 　　“赚钱的好处在于，你们每天都能得到确定的奖励，如果你们达成目标，就能用自己赚的钱买到你们需要的健身卡。没什么比这更好的奖励了。” 　　“那如果我们赚不到呢？”陈江河反问。 　　林晚星笑着，用粉笔将黑板上7个单词的首字母圈在一起，组成了一个全新单词“SMARTER”，她说：“不管结果如何，你们好歹多学了几个英语单词，这样也不错，不是吗？”
Chapter 54 Do It When I was a child, Mom and Dad stood not far away, and we got up and staggered into their arms, and we learned to walk.　　When we were older, we would eat with a spoon and we would dress ourselves...... Then speak, read, and memorize ancient poems.　　Later, we entered the school, and from 1234 onwards, we slowly learned more and more knowledge.　　And then when we grow up, especially at the age of 17 or 8, we often feel that something is missing from all the knowledge we ever had.　　So, she said to the students, "I hope you can use the 'making money' thing as a workbook, and let's learn something different." If life is a vast sea, they are now partners in the same boat for the time being, in order to successfully sail to the next island.　　They need a good companion, adequate equipment, accurate navigational instruments, and a correct map.　　Lin Wanxing sat in the captain's room with the students and took them to spread out the map.　　"Actually, you must have heard the teacher talk about this, and the example of learning is: preview, listening, practicing, correcting errors, reflecting ......" 　　Standing in front of the podium of Yuanyuan cram school, As soon as Lin Wanxing said this, the boys showed a collapsed expression.　　"Don't take learning as an example. It's going to be boring right away! The boys protested with painful expressions.　　Lin Wanxing found out that the first class she actually took here was met with resistance from the students, so she smiled and said, "I mean, you actually learned a lot of things, but because you didn't do it, you found it difficult." Or maybe you tried it, but because you had a failed experience, you thought it was useless. But in reality, the basic approach across all walks of life will not make much difference. "What basic approach?" 　　"How to set goals and stick to the way to do it." 　　Lin Wanxing doesn't want to talk too much about methodology with students, and many times, doing it and getting feedback on success is much more important than learning the method itself.　　She pinched the chalk and wrote a word on the board: Specific "First of all, the key to setting a goal is that it has to be specific, and if you want to be specific, the more specific the better." 　　Qi Liang said in his seat, he dragged out his tone, obviously a little sarcastic: "How specific, for example~ How many places will I advance in the next exam?" "Pay attention to walking independently, Qi Liang." Lin Wanxing threw down the chalk and caught it herself, and said with a smile: "Is your goal of learning just to surpass others, not to learn knowledge by yourself?" Qi Liang: "......" 　　Lin Wanxing wrote three numbers on the blackboard: 7920, 10989, and 13200.　　"Take making money as an example, the detailed and specific goal is: I want to make xxx money, and the specific target amount is discussed by myself. The good thing about certain specific numbers is that they are easily measurable. Lin Wanxing wrote the second word on the left side of the blackboard: Measurable (measurable) Lin Wanxing: "In this process, every penny accumulated is visible, the number grows, you are getting closer and closer to the goal, this is measurable." The third word is: Actionable "As the name suggests, 'can be done, through action.'" Lin Wanxing drew a line under each word, "I want to lose 5 pounds through exercise, this is a specific goal that can be measured, and the key to a verb like 'exercise' is that you know what the specific action you want to take, not simply 'I want to be thin'." "Don't you teacher, knock your thin arms and legs!" 　　"You should gain muscle, do you know how to gain muscle, teacher!" 　　The boys protested.　　Lin Wanxing smiled and wrote the fourth word on the blackboard: Relatable She said: "You see, this is the inappropriateness of the 'weight loss goal' I just said, it doesn't match my actual situation. For you, if you need money to buy a gym card, then work hard to make money related to this actual amount, instead of making a small profit of 100 million as a goal now. It's important to break down each big goal into interrelated smaller goals, to get a sense of the process of achieving the goal in segments, and to get positive feedback and successes. "Just don't be too ambitious." 　　"Be down-to-earth and come little by little!" 　　"What else?" 　　The students asked.　　Time-bound "If you don't set a time limit for your goals, you're like a scumbag who just says 'I love you.'" Lin Wanxing paused and said to the students, "The time limit of this 'money-making' plan is set by me, and it lasts for 10 days, oh no, 9 days. Lin Wanxing said.　　"Why do you decide!" The students asked rhetorically.　　"Because I'm going to pay for your three gym sessions in nine days." Lin Wanxing said.　　Lin Lu suddenly reacted: "That is, we have to earn this money before the coach leaves?" "Teacher, did you just say that the coach is a scumbag?" Qi Liang asked.　　Lin Wanxing was stunned: "It shouldn't be, it's just an example of casual words, and he didn't say 'I love you'." The students coaxed again, but Lin Wanxing was very calm, she knew better than anyone that Wang Fa was about to leave and would not stay.　　She turned around and wrote the sixth word on the board: Evaluate.　　"Only a few people know what is right and how to do it at the beginning, and most of us are slowly trying to figure it out in the process of executing the plan, so we need to regularly review the big goals and the small goals that we have broken down, how well they are accomplished, and make timely adjustments." 　　Qin Ao: "That is to say, each of us sets a minimum goal and earns 720 yuan in 9 days." Split this big goal into a small goal of earning 80 yuan a day, this number becomes feasible and measurable, and then we summarize the gains and losses of making money every day, and earn this money together, does this mean? Lin Wanxing was noncommittal: "I only talk about the method, and you can decide how to do it yourself." Remember, you have to divide your time to train and earn money, and the coach and I only do the work together. The boys collectively "cut", as if they were used to her statement, and did not care.　　They were in high spirits and geared up, as if they were going to devote themselves to a passionate discussion and discuss a plan to make money in the next moment.　　So, Lin Wanxing finally wrote a word on the blackboard: Reward.　　"The great thing about making money is that you get a certain reward every day, and if you achieve your goal, you can use the money you earn to buy the gym card you need. There is nothing better than that. "And what if we can't earn it?" Chen Jianghe asked rhetorically.　　Lin Wanxing smiled and used chalk to circle the initials of the seven words on the blackboard together to form a brand new word "SMARTER", she said: "No matter what the result is, you have learned a few more English words, which is not bad, isn't it?" ”

第55章 营生 　　从最开始的“战术一”， 到后来的体能训练计划，越是深入了解这些孩子们，林晚星就意识到， 他们需要的不是一个由成年人给约定的成长路线。 　　他们需要的是有人告诉他们， 你们能自由地做很多事，并且能做到。除此之外，就是帮助学生们达成更多类似于“战术一”一样的小目标，让他们学会自行制定计划，达成目标。 　　而无论开展任何计划，要做的第一件事是收集信息。 　　赚钱也是如此。 　　林晚星的第二堂课， 在一个艳阳高照的秋日里，就此展开。 　　梧桐新村每日营生很多。 　　李孙早年是有名气的裁缝，后来年纪大了眼镜不好， 他也就正常退休了。 　　可手艺不能落下， 每天吃完早饭， 老李裁缝还是会把缝纫机从小车库里推出来，接点缝缝补补的活计。 　　他改一条裤子收五块钱， 改窗帘贵点，多收五块。有些街坊会拿料子来让他做汗衫短裤，这就是另外的价钱。 　　因为他家门口空地大，还有树阴， 所以附近老伙计们都喜欢来他这儿坐。 　　平时围着老李的都是些老头老太，但今天不一样，今天从他出摊开始，就有个又高又壮的学生在他摊旁边看。 　　他“夸啦夸啦”踩缝纫机， 学生就大马金刀坐在他们老头老太中间， 听听这里， 看看那里，还忍不住插话。 　　“爷爷您说的那个一块二买一箱纯净水真的假的？” 　　“真呐，北山超市用云闪付，每个人只能领一次。” 　　老街坊邻居都热心肠，男生一问，他们不仅教孩子怎么领矿泉水，还把方圆几里地哪有免费鸡蛋、什么地方送脸盆餐巾纸都给学生讲了。 　　老老少少互相交流、热火朝天。 　　学生从口袋里掏出个小本子，把这些信息一一记录。 　　老李裁缝终于忍不住问学生：“你哪个学校的，今天不上学？” 　　学生很骄傲地举着小本子说：“我们老师让我们自己琢磨怎么赚钱！” 　　相比老李裁缝，红寿炸串店的老板何红寿就没那么清静。 　　何红寿在梧桐新村有个临街店铺，他当时买这套房就看中这个铺子。 　　他们老两口赚的都是辛苦钱，早上5点，他和老太婆就会起床。老太婆去菜场进货，他开始打扫店面，六点，铺子准时开门。 　　他们从早卖到晚，店的客人都是附近居民，学校学生最多。前两年外卖刚流行的时候，何红寿也搞过。后面平台要抽成，他们就不乐意折腾，直接放弃。 　　所以当何红寿早上碰到店门口那几个高中生，以为又是什么饿了么、美团平台来搞业务的。 　　“爷爷，您能不能把店里的东西让我们拿去学校卖，我们卖了多赚的钱，和您五五分。” 　　何红寿以为自己耳朵出问题，他都搞不清楚这是现小流氓在敲竹杠，还是吃白食的新型理由。 　　还没等他拒绝，他的老太婆就举起油夹子，要打人。 　　眼看着油夹子要敲过来，林鹿赶紧躲在秦敖身后：“老大我跟你说了不要五五不要五五，太多啦。” 　　“爷爷奶奶，我说额外赚的钱啊，六四分、□□行不行。” 　　“我今年四十九，你喊我奶奶？” 　　“姐姐姐姐！” 　　秦敖躲闪不及，手上被锅里溅出的热油洒了几滴，疼得他嗷嗷叫。 　　学生们经过开会讨论后，每个人都有不同赚钱想法。 　　郑飞扬觉得倒卖免费赠品是好主意。 　　秦敖觉得贪小便宜不是正道，搞外卖配送不错。 　　付新书有很多打零工经验，认为还是在附近找小工干最踏实。 　　所有人一时吵得不可开交，谁也没法说服谁。 　　林晚星给他们的建议是，先去做些调查，试着赚赚看，拿到结果吵赢其他人。 　　这就是梧桐新村很多商铺一早上没个消停的原因。 　　学生们经过讨论，第一原则是“就近”。 　　教练还有几天就要走，大家都很珍惜这段训练时间，都想多学点。所以为了赚钱在路上花费太多时间肯定划不来。 　　所以他们找零工的第一目标肯定是梧桐新村。 　　因为这里离学校近，离球场也近，既不耽误上课也不耽误踢球，再好不过。 　　但很显然，梧桐新村这样的地方，住的大多是在城市讨生活的底层人、 　　陈江河与付新书小队在贴满小广告的老新村楼道看了半天，发现这片也太多人抢活了。 　　无论是搬东西、通下水道还是擦玻璃，他们就算现在把自己联系方式敲在墙上，短期内也未必有人会找他们。 　　于是，学生们决定，把眼光稍稍放得长远些。 　　付新书作为代表，被兄弟们押着多走了两站路，前往需要大量劳动力的万达广场。 　　大家从负一楼开始找工作。 　　付新书先带他们去他之前工作过的丹尼斯美发店。 　　染着骚包黄发的理发师从店里出来。 　　付新书：“大黄哥，店里最近还缺人吗，我和我同学们想赚点钱。” 　　那个染着骚包黄毛的“大黄哥”听到这话，把他们一个个从头到脚看了遍，最后皮笑肉不笑地说：“怎么赚钱方便，你不是最清楚？” 　　付新书脸色微变，默不作声。 　　刚见付新书态度卑微，秦敖就有些不爽。 　　一听这话，秦敖一把推开大黄：“说什么那你，嘴巴放干净点。” 　　付新书一把拦住他：“没事秦敖，我们是来找活干的。” 　　“这里没你们能干的活。”大黄说完，转头回了店里。 　　秦敖在理发店门口上窜下跳。 　　付新书却拦住他；“算了。” 　　秦敖一听就不乐意：“算了算了，你就什么都算了，才会被文狗骑在头上拉屎。” 　　“可惜，文狗虽然为人是畜生，在钱这方面，还是有用的。”祁亮轻飘飘的声音传来。 　　“怎么祁亮，突然想去舔文狗了？” 　　“我就这么一说，你听了不开心啦？”祁亮故作天真地问道。 　　“少他妈跟老子在这阴阳怪气！” 　　因为跑了半天也没找到正经活，男生们彼此间都有些焦虑，在付新书调解下，他们还是边吵往楼上走。 　　饭店不收高中生兼职，只要时间稳定的大学生。 　　服装店老板们倒对高大的男销售颇感兴趣。可刚让男生们试试给顾客介绍衣服，他们就一个个涨红脸一句话都讲不出，自己先跑了。 　　从1楼到5楼，学生们被同样的理由拒绝多了，人也麻。 　　最后，他们一伙人排排坐在万达顶层金猪猪家炭火烤肉门前的等位席上，集体目视着前方，内心空洞，除了沉默还是沉默。 　　“老付啊，你很不容易。”秦敖单手拍了拍付新书的肩头。 　　“要不我还是回家再问家里要吧……”林鹿小心翼翼地说道。 　　“你要钱了然后呢，坏女人问我们钱哪儿来的，我们说问爸妈要的？”秦敖反问。 　　“那也可以骗坏女人是我们赚到的啊？”俞明说。 　　“你能得骗过坏女人？”陈江河冷笑。 　　一想到林晚星笑着说话的样子，秦敖就不由自主捏紧矿泉水瓶。 　　“咔擦”一声轻响后，秦敖感到有人拍了拍他的肩。 　　他扭头，看见一位挎着塑料袋的老太太站在他座位跟前。 　　老太太头发花白，身上衣服破旧但干净，老人弯着腰低着头，伸出的手都微微颤抖，看上去十分恳切。 　　小伙子，水还喝吗？不喝了，把瓶子给奶奶吧。” 　　秦敖拿着空矿泉水瓶，下意识就交到老人手里。 　　说时迟那时快，老太太打开瓶盖，把还剩的水洒了，然后她把瓶子扔在地上，身手矫健，“咔擦”一脚踩扁瓶子，将之麻溜地扔进斜跨的塑料袋，最后潇洒地走向下一位。 　　一套动作行云流水，秦敖眼睛都看直了。 　　老太太又向林鹿伸手，林鹿机敏地反应过来，抱着塑料瓶，死不撒开：“我还没喝完呢！” 　　“那你慢慢喝，奶奶等你。”老太太慈祥地说道。 　　“我等会儿自己去扔！” 　　“奶奶帮你扔，给奶奶吧。” 　　老太太锲而不舍。就在这时，老人家感觉有人拍了拍肩。她一回头，看到刚才那个男生点头哈腰、冲她谄媚笑道：“奶奶啊，请问你能把刚才的矿泉水瓶，还给我吗？” 　　她听到男生这么说。 　　总的来说，捡垃圾并不是学生们的第一选择。毕竟有手有脚的年轻人干什么不好，捡垃圾什么的太丢人。 　　可学生们也在附近找了一圈赚钱营生，逐渐清楚自己的定位。 　　现在干买卖需要本钱，打零工没人要，他们还没一技之长，通下水道都不会，“捡垃圾”、哦不、“废品回收”似乎是个不错的选择。 　　并且按照小林老师的说法，无论做什么事，自己试试行不行很重要。 　　所以男生们学着刚才老太太的样子，给自己搞了个巨大的塑料袋挎着，开始试着捡矿泉水瓶。 　　做的第一件事，就是把刚才每个人喝过的矿泉水瓶收起来。这箱矿泉水是郑飞扬花1.2在北山超市领的，男生们盘算着明天他们每人去领一箱，就有上百个矿泉水瓶了。 　　不过除此之外，男生们对捡塑料瓶这事儿毫无经验，只会依样画葫芦。 　　他们在万达广场上下转悠半小时，总共也才收了七个瓶子，其中包括自己人的两个。 　　秦敖堵着两个小男生，盯着着他们把易拉罐里的可乐喝完。一转头，他看见一个老头从转角垃圾桶翻出两个矿泉水瓶。 　　秦敖和老头四目相对，终于感到对手的强大。 　　翻垃圾桶这件事对学生们来讲目前还不太能做出来。 　　天色渐黑，得到他们每天训练的时间。男生们遗憾地挎着塑料袋走出万达广场。 　　陈江河双手插袋，看着远方熙熙攘攘人流，终于开口提议道：“我们还是去小学三中转转吧。” 　　“小学生喝饮料多吗？”林鹿好奇的问道。 　　秦敖反手就抄了林鹿一记头皮：“这比以前专门擂肥的” 　　当然，陈江河也只是说说而已，毕竟他早已改邪归正，不至于再去敲诈勒索小学生。但顺路去中小学门口捡捡瓶子，也不是不行。 　　训练的时间是学生们询问教练每日最佳训练时长后，自行确定的。 　　因为9月末还是很热，所以他们选择了太阳没那么毒辣的清晨和傍晚。 　　林晚星打卡下班，和王法一起等在球场边。 　　男生们宝贝地挎着一小袋塑料瓶来踢球。 　　见此情境，林晚星还是忍不住笑了。 　　学生们第一天的总收入是2块1毛钱。平均每个人赚了两毛钱不到。 　　“虽然这看上去是个小数字，但是总的来说，这是你们人生中的一大步。”林晚星陪他们卖完塑料瓶，在废品回收站这么说。 　　学生们回到元元辅导班，付新书把2块1毛钱登记在黑板上。 　　他们之前商议决定，选择7980块钱作为这九天的奋斗目标。 　　并且会议也通过草案，不按每个人七百二十块钱这么算，而是大家算作一个集体，赚来的钱都放进公账里。 　　两块一毛，离七千九百八十块的目标肯定还很远。 　　而且如果是九天时限，他们每天就要赚将近九百块。 　　黑板最右侧的三行分别是：日期、目标金额、实际金额。 　　当付新书把2.1元和890元写在一起的那刻，数字上的鲜明差距，让学生们都郁闷了。 　　“赚钱怎么这么难啊！我们怎么可能每天能赚900块啊，就离谱！”俞明先嚷嚷。 　　林晚星：“有什么问题吗？” 　　“什么有什么问题啊老师，都是问题！”秦敖烦闷地挠了挠头，他手臂上还留着被热油溅出的水泡。 　　林晚星：“这就是为什么‘去试试’很重要啊，你们自己尝试了，有所了解，回头重新调整目标，本来就是巨大收获啊。” 　　“但就觉得好难，臣办不到啊！” 　　“那有你们想拿青超联赛冠军难吗？”林晚星反问。 　　学生们顿时沉默下来。 　　“你怎么还打击我们啊老师！”过了会儿，林鹿才嚷了下。 　　林晚星：“再宏伟的目标，都是靠每天两块一这么积累而达成的。虽然有点难调整，但我希望你们能多看看黑板上的2.1，了解进步的可贵，而不是整天在脑子里做减法，890-2.1究竟是多少。” 　　学生们眼睛盯着黑板，感觉都快盯穿了。 　　“教练说过，让我们专注在自己的训练时长上，和自己比，不要和别人比。”付新书说，“老师你的意思是，让我们专注在每天取得的进步上，而不是只看到和目标之间的距离。” 　　“思维习惯和注意点很重要。”林晚星认真地说：“我的意思还是这个，无论做什么事，你一开始的小目标都可能不成熟，理应根据实际情况进行调整，如果它让你们感到不舒服，就应当调整，而不是为难自己。” 　　男生们都没再说话了，他们只是看着黑板，陷入沉思。 　　“虽然你们都说得很有道理。”祁亮坐在角落幽幽说道，“我怎么感觉在被你和教练混合双打……” 　　林晚星：“……” 　　学生们的恢复速度很快，不一会儿，他们就重新开始讨论今日得失。 　　“我觉得我们万达广场这地方风水不行，竞争对手太多了。”郑飞扬说。 　　“其实学校里喝饮料也很多，我们干脆在学校里捡就行了。”郑仁说。 　　“对哦，学校里给它包圆了，不就完事儿了吗？”智慧接道。 　　讲到这里，学生立刻拍着大腿，为自己舍近求远的一天而感到后悔。 　　“对！我们明天先把学校给收拾了。我看收垃圾那地方，废报纸纸板箱卖最贵，学校不是很多旧考卷吗，我们也去找找。” 　　“对啊，我们也在新村里捡。” 　　林晚星举手，插嘴道：“我们这片都是老新村了，爷爷奶奶很多的，你们不觉得都看不到什么硬纸板箱一类的东西吗？” 　　“对哦，好像是这样？”俞明继续拍桌子，“敌人太强大了！” 　　学生们于是开始讨论起要去哪里废品最多。 　　“新小区废品最多了，运气好还能收到别人不要的拆下来的门窗。”早上在爷爷奶奶堆里混了半天的郑飞扬给出了建议。 　　学生们你言我一语讨论起来，付新书用纸笔记录下大家的想法。 　　首先，大家的确定了目前要从事的行业。因为他们时间精力有限，那么捡垃圾肯定是最适合他们的工作。主要这项事业还没有成本，只需付出人力。 　　那么对于“捡垃圾”工作的具体工作安排，又大致分三块： 　　1.找到一个竞争对手相对较少而垃圾又多的地方。 　　2.考察废品回收站价格，多找几家比对价格，选一家收购价最高的长期合作。 　　3.研究废品回收站什么货品收购价最高，努力去搞那些货。 　　冯锁和陈卫东负责信息收集工作。 　　付新书比较细致，又会讲价，主要去废品回收站踩点。 　　秦敖和陈江河这种专业校霸，自然负责学校里的废品回收工作。 　　总结分析完成，学生们确定了第二天的工作目标。 　　他们每个人都感觉干劲十足的，虽然只赚了2块1毛钱，但好像成为千万富翁都不是梦。 　　林晚星目前还是学校在职员工，虽然暂管足球队这些孩子们，但她也同样需要做好本职工作。 　　这意味着，其实她大概有七八个小时管不了足球队的学生们。男生们在这段时间会很自由，他们要干的事儿不少，并且身边也没有老师监督。 　　林晚星也不去管他们究竟要干什么，毕竟洒出去的学生，泼出去的水。虽然她总觉得他们一定会整出什么幺蛾子来，但对林晚星来说，“放宽心”也是个不错的选择。 　　前一天晚上，学生们都吵着要到学校收垃圾。 　　可林晚星第二天等了一上午，也没见他们来体育器材仓库。 　　不仅如此，林晚星甚至没接到其他老师告状的电话，这让她非常意外。 　　等到了中午，林晚星放松警惕，以为学生们换了别的目标，不在学校里。 　　她去食堂买了鸡腿饭回仓库，一推门的瞬间，装满矿泉水瓶的巨大网袋，她彻彻底底震慑住了。 　　网袋是绿色的，尼龙质地，上面很脏，和废品回收站常见的那种差不多，一看就是专业设备。 　　网袋里面堆满了塑料瓶，每个瓶盖都被取下，瓶身被仔细压扁，里边的数量远超于她的想象。 　　秦敖、陈江河和俞明坐在软垫上休息。 　　“这也太多也吧？”林晚星震惊，“哪搞来的？” 　　“小部分是学校垃圾桶和各班收的，其他主要是高一（2）班他们专门回收塑料瓶的环保小站，我直接给他们抄底了。”秦敖说。 　　“那你有没有想过人家班里为什么特地要搞这么一个回收站呢？”林晚星问。 　　“你就别操心了。”秦敖没好气地说，“我当然问了，他们回收塑料瓶就是搞环保活动，一听可以帮他们把东西处理了，他们可乐意了。你觉得这学校除了我们，谁还差这几块钱？” 　　好像是这么个道理，林晚星点点头，表示认可。 　　秦敖脸色不好，看上去很不高兴，很不符合刚抄了别人班老底该有的愉快心情。 　　林晚星问俞明：“你老大怎么了？” 　　“我们去教室收垃圾，碰上文狗了呗。” 　　闻言，林晚星蹲下来，照着秦敖脸上四肢一顿观察。 　　秦敖很不耐烦：“看什么那！” 　　“你竟然没受伤，没和文成业打起来啊？” 　　“懒得理条狗。”秦敖摸了摸口袋，看上去很烦躁，抽烟。 　　陈江河：“他身上背警告处分，再打架要开除，只能忍。” 　　秦敖：“就你屁话多？” 　　陈江河懒得理秦敖，只冷哼一声，自己靠着仓库架子小憩。 　　学生们很自然地把小仓库当成据点。 　　晚一些的时候，出去打探消息的陈卫东和冯锁二人组也回来了。两人竟然还攒了张小纸条，上面记录了附近刚开放入住的小区。 　　按老人家们的指点，小区搬家人多，换新房总会买点家具家电一类，纸箱管够。甚至不用给钱回收，能帮他们处理就直接免费拉走。 　　爷爷奶奶们还说，这种新小区装修的人也多，会叫人专门回收建筑垃圾，虽然是脏活累活，但钱不少，让他们可以去碰碰运气。 　　纸条最后还有个电话，据说是踩裁缝机的李裁缝给的。李爷爷说自己儿子在一个新落成的高档小区管物业，让他们可以去联系一下。 　　学生们热火朝天地交流下午的赚钱的计划。 　　林晚星边听，边吃着学校食堂的鸡腿腿饭，津津有味。
Chapter 55 Livelihood From the very beginning of "Tactic One" to the later physical training program, the more he learned about these children, Lin Wanxing realized that what they needed was not an agreed growth route given by adults.　　What they need is someone to tell them that you are free to do a lot of things, and you can do it. In addition, it is to help students achieve more small goals similar to "Tactic One", so that they can learn to make their own plans and achieve their goals.　　And whatever you do, the first thing you need to do is gather information.　　The same goes for making money.　　Lin Wanxing's second class, on a sunny autumn day, began.　　Wutong New Village makes a lot of money every day.　　Li Sun was a well-known tailor in his early years, but when he got older, his glasses were not good, and he retired normally.　　But the craftsmanship can't be left behind, every day after breakfast, Lao Li tailor will still push the sewing machine out of the small garage to pick up the work of sewing and repairing.　　He changed a pair of pants for five dollars, changed the curtains to be more expensive, and charged five dollars more. Some neighbors will give him the material to make undershirts and shorts, which is the other price.　　Because of the large open space in front of his house and the shade of the trees, the old guys in the neighborhood like to come and sit with him.　　Usually there are old men and old ladies around Lao Li, but today is different, from the beginning of his stall today, there is a tall and strong student watching next to his stall.　　He stepped on the sewing machine, and the students sat in the middle of the old man and the old lady, listening to this and looking there, and couldn't help but interject.　　"Grandpa, what you said about buying a carton of pure water for two pieces is really fake?" 　　"Really, Beishan Supermarket uses Cloud Quick Pay, and each person can only receive it once." 　　When the old neighbors were warm-hearted, the boys not only taught the children how to receive mineral water, but also told the students where there were free eggs within a radius of several miles and where to send basins and napkins.　　Young and old communicate with each other and are in full swing.　　The student pulls out a small notebook from his pocket and writes down the information.　　Tailor Lao Li finally couldn't help but ask the students: "Which school do you go to, don't go to school today?" The student proudly held up the notebook and said, "Our teacher let us figure out how to make money by ourselves!" Compared with Lao Li Tailor, He Hongshou, the owner of Hongshou fried skewer shop, is not so quiet.　　He Hongshou has a shop on the street in Wutong New Village, and he took a fancy to this shop when he bought this suite.　　The old couple earned hard-earned money, and he and the old woman would get up at 5 o'clock in the morning. The old woman went to the vegetable market to buy goods, he began to clean the storefront, and at six o'clock, the shop opened on time.　　They sell from morning to night, and the customers of the store are all nearby residents, and the school has the largest number of students. When takeaway was just popular two years ago, He Hongshou also did it. If the platform is going to take a cut, they are not happy to toss and give up directly.　　So when He Hongshou met the high school students at the door of the store in the morning, he thought that it was some Ele.me or Meituan platform to do business.　　"Grandpa, can you let us take the things in the store to the school to sell, we made more money from selling, and you are fifty or fifty." 　　He Hongshou thought that he had a problem with his ears, and he couldn't figure out whether this was a new reason for the little hooligan to rip off bamboo or eat white food.　　Before he could refuse, his old woman raised the oil clip and wanted to hit someone.　　Seeing that the oil clip was about to knock over, Lin Lu hurriedly hid behind Qin Ao: "Boss, I told you not to be five-five, don't five-five, it's too much." "Grandparents, I said that the extra money I earned, six or four points, □□ is not okay." 　　"I'm forty-nine this year, you call me grandma?" 　　"Sister, sister!" 　　Qin Ao couldn't dodge, and a few drops of hot oil splashed from the pot were spilled on his hands, making him scream in pain.　　After the students met and discussed, everyone had different ideas for making money.　　Zheng Feiyang felt that it was a good idea to resell the freebies.　　Qin Ao feels that being greedy for small and cheap is not the right way, and it is good to engage in takeaway delivery.　　Fu Xinshu has a lot of experience in odd jobs, and thinks that it is most practical to find a small worker nearby.　　Everyone was arguing for a while, and no one could convince anyone.　　Lin Wanxing's advice to them is to do some research first, try to make money, and get the results to win others.　　This is the reason why many shops in Wutong New Village did not stop in the morning.　　After discussion, the students decided that the first principle was "proximity".　　The coach is still a few days away, and everyone cherishes this training time and wants to learn more. So in order to make money, spending too much time on the road will definitely not be worthwhile.　　So their first target for odd jobs is definitely Wutong New Village.　　Because it's close to the school and close to the stadium, it's great not to miss classes or kick the ball.　　But obviously, in a place like Wutong New Village, most of the people who live in the city are at the bottom of the city, Chen Jianghe and Fu Xinshu's team watched the old Xincun corridor full of small advertisements for a long time, and found that there were too many people robbing this area.　　Whether it's moving things, getting through the drains, or cleaning glass, even if they knock their contact information on the wall right now, no one will necessarily look for them anytime soon.　　So, the students decided to take a long-term view.　　Fu Xinshu, as a representative, was escorted by his brothers to walk two more stops to Wanda Plaza, which requires a lot of labor.　　Everyone started looking for a job from the first floor.　　Fu Xinshu first took them to Dennis's hairdresser, where he had worked before.　　A barber with yellow hair came out of the shop.　　Fu Xinshu: "Brother Rhubarb, is there a shortage of people in the store recently, my classmates and I want to make some money."When the "big rhubarb brother" with yellow hair heard this, he looked at them one by one from head to toe, and finally said with a smile: "How to make money conveniently, don't you know best?" Fu Xinshu's face changed slightly, and he was silent.　　As soon as he saw Fu Xinshu's humble attitude, Qin Ao was a little unhappy.　　As soon as he heard this, Qin Ao pushed the rhubarb away: "What do you say, keep your mouth clean." Fu Xinshu stopped him: "It's okay Qin Ao, we're here to find work." "There's no work you can do here." After Rhubarb finished speaking, he turned his head back to the store.　　Qin Ao jumped up and down at the door of the barbershop.　　Fu Xinshu stopped him; "Forget it." 　　Qin Ao was not happy when he heard it: "Forget it, forget it, you will forget everything, and you will be ridden on the head by Wen Gou and shit." "It's a pity that although Wengou is a human being, it is still useful in terms of money." Qi Liang's fluttering voice came.　　"Why Qi Liang, suddenly want to lick Wen Gou?" 　　"I'm just saying that, aren't you happy to hear it?" Qi Liang asked innocently.　　"Don't me and Lao Tzu in this yin and yang weirdness!" 　　Because they didn't find a serious job after running for a long time, the boys were a little anxious about each other, and under the mediation of Fu Xinshu, they still went upstairs while arguing.　　The hotel does not accept high school students for part-time jobs, as long as the time is stable.　　Clothing store owners are interested in tall male salesmen. But as soon as the boys tried to introduce clothes to customers, they blushed one by one and couldn't say a word, so they ran away first.　　From the 1st floor to the 5th floor, the students were rejected by the same reason, and many people were numb.　　In the end, a group of them sat in a row on the waiting seats in front of the charcoal barbecue door of Wanda's Golden Pig Pig House on the top floor, collectively staring ahead, empty in their hearts, except for silence or silence.　　"Lao Fu, it's not easy for you." Qin Ao patted Fu Xinshu's shoulder with one hand.　　"Why don't I go home and ask the family again......" Lin Lu said cautiously.　　"You asked for money, and then, the bad woman asked us where the money came from, and we said ask our parents for it?" Qin Ao asked rhetorically.　　"Then we can also cheat bad women, we earned it?" Yu Ming said.　　"You have to fool a bad woman?" Chen Jianghe sneered.　　Thinking of Lin Wanxing talking with a smile, Qin Ao couldn't help but clench the mineral water bottle.　　After a soft "click", Qin Ao felt someone pat him on the shoulder.　　He turned his head and saw an old lady with a plastic bag standing in front of his seat.　　The old lady had gray hair, her clothes were shabby but clean, and the old man bent over and lowered his head, and his outstretched hands trembled slightly, looking very earnest.　　Young man, do you still drink water? Don't drink it, give the bottle to grandma. Qin Ao took the empty mineral water bottle and subconsciously handed it over to the old man.　　The old lady opened the cap of the bottle, spilled the remaining water, and then she threw the bottle on the ground, and with great skill, she "clicked" the bottle flattened, threw it into the plastic bag diagonally, and finally walked to the next person in a dashing manner.　　A set of actions flowed smoothly, and Qin Ao's eyes were straight.　　The old lady stretched out her hand to Lin Lu again, and Lin Lu reacted smartly, holding the plastic bottle, and didn't let it go: "I haven't finished drinking it yet!" "Then you drink slowly, grandma is waiting for you." The old lady said kindly.　　"I'll throw it myself later!" 　　"Grandma will help you throw it, give it to grandma." 　　The old lady persevered. At this moment, the old man felt someone pat on the shoulder. As soon as she turned around, she saw the boy just now nodding and smiling at her: "Grandma, can you give me back the mineral water bottle just now?" She heard the boy say that.　　Overall, picking up trash is not the first choice for students. After all, it's not good for young people with hands and feet to do anything, it's too embarrassing to pick up garbage or something.　　But the students also looked for a circle in the neighborhood to make a living, and gradually understood their positioning.　　Now it takes money to do business, no one wants odd jobs, they don't have any skills, they can't get through the sewers, "picking up garbage", oh no, "waste recycling" seems to be a good choice.　　And according to Mr. Kobayashi, no matter what you do, it's important to try it yourself.　　So the boys followed the example of the old lady just now, got themselves a huge plastic bag to carry, and began to try to pick up mineral water bottles.　　The first thing I did was to put away the bottles of mineral water that everyone had just drunk. This box of mineral water was received by Zheng Feiyang for 1.2 in Beishan Supermarket, and the boys were thinking that tomorrow they would each go to get a box, and there would be hundreds of mineral water bottles.　　But other than that, the boys have no experience in picking up plastic bottles, and they only draw gourds in the same way.　　They walked around Wanda Plaza for half an hour, and only received a total of seven bottles, including two of their own.　　Qin Ao blocked the two little boys, staring at them and finishing the Coke in the can. Turning his head, he saw an old man digging out two bottles of mineral water from the corner trash can.　　Qin Ao and the old man looked at each other, and finally felt the strength of the opponent.　　Rummaging through trash cans is not yet a good thing for students.　　It's getting dark, get their time to train each day. The boys regretfully walked out of Wanda Plaza with plastic bags on their shoulders.　　Chen Jianghe put his hands in his pockets, looked at the bustling flow of people in the distance, and finally proposed: "Let's go to the third middle school of primary school." "Do elementary school students drink a lot?" Lin Lu asked curiously.　　Qin Ao slapped Lin Lu's scalp with his backhand: "This is more fattening than before" Of course, Chen Jianghe is just talking, after all, he has already changed his ways, and he will no longer blackmail elementary school students. But it's not impossible to pick up bottles at the entrance of primary and secondary schools.　　The training time is determined by the students themselves after asking the coach about the optimal training time per day.　　Because it was still very hot at the end of September, they chose the morning and evening, when the sun was not so hot.　　Lin Wanxing clocked in and waited on the side of the court with Wang Fa.　　The boys are carrying a small bag of plastic bottles to kick the ball.　　Seeing this situation, Lin Wanxing couldn't help laughing.　　The total income of the students on the first day is 2 dollars and 1 cent. On average, each person earns less than two cents.　　"It may seem like a small number, but overall, it's a big step in your life." Lin Wanxing accompanied them to sell plastic bottles and said this at the recycling station.　　The students returned to the Yuanyuan tutoring class, paid new books, and registered 2 yuan and 1 cent on the blackboard.　　They had previously discussed and decided to choose 7,980 yuan as the goal of the nine-day goal.　　And the meeting also passed the draft, not according to the 720 yuan per person, but everyone is counted as a collective, and the money earned is put into the public account.　　Two dollars and one dime, it must be far from the goal of 7,980 yuan.　　And if it was a nine-day time limit, they would earn nearly nine hundred dollars a day.　　The three rows on the far right of the board are: Date, Target Amount, and Actual Amount.　　When Fu Xinshu wrote 2.1 yuan and 890 yuan together, the stark gap in numbers made the students depressed.　　"Why is it so hard to make money! How can we make 900 yuan a day, it's outrageous! Yu Ming shouted first.　　Lin Wanxing: "Is there any problem?" "What's the problem, teacher, it's all a problem!" Qin Ao scratched his head in annoyance, he still had blisters splashed by the hot oil on his arms.　　Lin Wanxing: "That's why it's so important to 'try', you try it yourself, have some understanding, and go back and readjust your goals, which is a huge gain." "But I think it's so difficult, the minister can't do it!" 　　"Is it difficult for you to win the Youth Super League championship?" Lin Wanxing asked rhetorically.　　The students fell silent.　　"Why are you still hitting us, teacher!" After a while, Lin Lu shouted.　　Lin Wanxing: "No matter how ambitious the goal is, it is achieved by accumulating two yuan a day. Although it is a bit difficult to adjust, I hope you can look at the 2.1 on the blackboard more and understand the value of progress, instead of subtracting all day in your head, what is 890-2.1. The students were staring at the blackboard and felt like they were about to see through.　　"The coach said, let's focus on our training time and compare ourselves with others." Fu Xinshu said, "Teacher, what you mean is that let's focus on the progress we make every day, instead of just seeing the distance between us and our goals. "Habits of mind and precautions are important." Lin Wanxing said seriously: "I still mean this, no matter what you do, your small goal at the beginning may be immature, and it should be adjusted according to the actual situation, if it makes you feel uncomfortable, you should adjust, instead of embarrassing yourself." The boys didn't speak anymore, they just looked at the blackboard and fell into deep thought.　　"Although you all have a point." Qi Liang sat in the corner and said quietly, "How do I feel like I am being mixed doubles by you and coach...... 　　Lin Wanxing: "......" 　　The students recovered quickly, and after a while, they were back to discussing the day's gains and losses.　　"I don't think the feng shui of our Wanda Plaza is good, there are too many competitors." Zheng Feiyang said.　　"Actually, there are a lot of drinks in the school, so we can just pick them up at the school." Zheng Ren said.　　"yes, the school has rounded it, isn't it over?" Wisdom answers.　　At this point, the student immediately patted his thigh, regretting the day he had given up.　　"That's right! We're going to clean up the school tomorrow. I look at the place where the garbage is collected, the cardboard boxes of waste newspapers are the most expensive, and the school doesn't have a lot of old exam papers, let's also look for them. "yes, we're picking it up in the new village too." 　　Lin Wanxing raised her hand and interjected: "We are all old new villages, and there are a lot of grandparents, don't you think you can't see anything like cardboard boxes?" "yes, that seems to be the case?" Yu Ming continued to slap the table, "The enemy is too strong!" The students then began to discuss where to go with the most waste.　　"The new community has the most waste, and if you are lucky, you can still receive doors and windows that others don't want." Zheng Feiyang, who had been in the grandparents' pile for a long time in the morning, gave advice.　　The students discussed what they said, and wrote down everyone's thoughts with pen and paper.　　First of all, we have determined the industry we are currently engaged in. Because they have limited time and energy, picking up trash is definitely the best job for them. The main thing is that there is no cost to this business, only manpower is required.　　Then the specific work arrangement for the "garbage picking" work is roughly divided into three parts: 1. Find a place with relatively few competitors and a lot of garbage.　　2. Investigate the price of the waste recycling station, find a few more to compare the price, and choose a long-term cooperation with the highest purchase price.　　3. Research what goods are the highest purchase price at the waste recycling station, and try to get those goods.　　Feng Suo and Chen Weidong are in charge of information gathering.　　Pay the new book is more detailed, and will bargain, mainly go to the waste recycling station to step on the point.　　Professional school tyrants like Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe are naturally responsible for the waste recycling work in the school.　　After the analysis was completed, the students determined their goals for the next day.　　Each of them feels energetic, although they only made 2 yuan and 1 cent, but it seems that becoming a multimillionaire is not a dream.　　Lin Wanxing is still a working employee of the school, and although she is temporarily in charge of the children on the football team, she also needs to do her job well.　　This means that she can't actually manage the students on the football team for about seven or eight hours. The boys have a lot of freedom during this time, they have a lot of things to do, and they don't have a teacher around to supervise them.　　Lin Wanxing didn't care what they were going to do, after all, the students who spilled out and the water that spilled out. Although she always felt that they would definitely come up with something, for Lin Wanxing, "relaxing" was also a good choice.　　The night before, students were clamoring to come to school to collect their garbage.　　Kelin Wanxing waited all morning the next day, and he didn't see them come to the sports equipment warehouse.　　Not only that, Lin Wanxing didn't even receive calls from other teachers complaining, which surprised her very much.　　When it was noon, Lin Wanxing relaxed her vigilance, thinking that the students had changed their goals and were not in school.　　She went to the cafeteria to buy chicken leg rice and went back to the warehouse, and the moment she pushed the door, she was completely shocked by the huge mesh bag full of mineral water bottles.　　The mesh bag is green, nylon texture, and the top is very dirty, similar to the kind commonly found in waste recycling stations, and it looks like professional equipment.　　The mesh bag was filled with plastic bottles, each cap removed, and the bottle body carefully flattened, and there were far more than she could have imagined.　　Qin Ao, Chen Jianghe and Yu Ming sat on the cushions to rest.　　"That's too much, isn't it?" Lin Wanxing was shocked, "Where did you get it?" "A small part is collected by the school's trash cans and classes, and the others are mainly the environmental protection stations of the first (2) class of high school that specialize in recycling plastic bottles, and I directly copied them from the bottom." Qin Ao said.　　"Then have you ever wondered why the class has such a recycling bin?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Don't worry about it." Qin Ao said angrily, "Of course I asked, they recycle plastic bottles to engage in environmental protection activities, and they are happy to hear that they can help them dispose of their things." Do you think this school is short of these dollars except us? It seems that this is the case, Lin Wanxing nodded and expressed her approval.　　Qin Ao's face was not good, and he looked very unhappy, which was very inconsistent with the happy mood that he should have just copied someone else's class.　　Lin Wanxing asked Yu Ming: "What's wrong with your boss?" "We went to the classroom to collect the garbage, and we ran into a dog." 　　Hearing this, Lin Wanxing squatted down and looked at Qin Ao's face and limbs.　　Qin Ao was very impatient: "Look at that!" "You weren't injured, didn't you fight with Wen Chengye?" 　　"Too lazy to take care of the dog." Qin Ao touched his pocket, looked very irritable, and smoked.　　Chen Jianghe: "He has a warning on his body, and if he fights again, he will be expelled, so he can only endure it." Qin Ao: "Just you talk a lot?" Chen Jianghe didn't bother to pay attention to Qin Ao, he only snorted coldly, and rested against the warehouse shelf.　　It was only natural for the students to use the small warehouse as a base.　　Later, the duo of Chen Weidong and Feng Suo, who went out to inquire about the news, also returned. The two even saved a small note, which recorded the nearby community that had just opened for occupancy.　　According to the guidance of the elderly, there are many moving families in the community, and there will always be some furniture and household appliances for a new house, and the carton tube is enough. You don't even have to pay for recycling, you can just take it away for free if you can help them deal with it.　　The grandparents also said that there are many people who decorate this new community, and they will ask people to recycle construction waste, although it is dirty work, but there is a lot of money, so that they can try their luck.　　At the end of the note, there was a phone call, which was said to have been given by Tailor Lee, who stepped on the tailor's machine. Grandpa Li said that his son was in charge of the property in a newly completed high-end community, so they could contact him.　　The students were in full swing exchanging ideas about their plans to make money in the afternoon.　　Lin Wanxing listened while eating the chicken leg rice in the school cafeteria, relishing.

第56章 计划 　　下班后， 林晚星背着书包，照例去了学生们傍晚训练的老体育场。 　　王法一如既往的出现在看台上。林晚星在王法身边坐下，放眼望去， 今天和往常不太一样。 　　她下班比学生们训练时间晚， 因此当她来到球场时，总能看到学生们训练的身影。而今天，球场上除了几个踢野球的成年人，男生们一个没来。 　　想来学生们正沉迷“废品回收”无法自拔…… 　　林晚星对此早有准备，她拉开书包拉链，从里面掏出薯片、虾条、两听可口可乐和一大包锁鲜鸭脖等等一大堆零食。 　　她把这些东西堆在和王法之间的空位上。 　　王法看了一眼， 半点没客气，很自然拆了包意大利红烩味乐事。林晚星学着他的样子，把腿搁在前排椅背上， 边吃零食边等学生。 　　太阳还没下山， 夕阳的光晕笼罩在空荡荡的看台上， 零食香味扑鼻。 　　“虽然我们物质上是相对贫穷的，但零食上一定是丰盛的。”林晚星随口说道。 　　然而王法没有搭话， 只是安静地吃着薯片。 　　林晚星歪着脑袋，稍稍凑到王法面前，端详他的表情。 　　果然，王法面容平静。他目视前方， 瞳仁颜色很浅，因此看上去神色疏淡，没有任何表态。 　　正当林晚星想把脑袋缩回去的时候，王法突然低下了头。 　　他们凑得很近， 男生毫无遮挡的目光全都落在她的脸上。因为鸭舌帽压下， 他此刻目光骤然深邃， 睫毛落下一大片阴影，让林晚星也无法理解那样目光。 　　空气里是意大利红烩味薯片的浓郁味道，有些热。 　　林晚星怂了，她赶紧回到自己位置上坐好，不敢惹他。 　　“你别生气啊。”林晚星强行喝了两口矿泉水，指了指王法身边那叠文件板，强行平复心情。 　　“林老师买零食，是想帮你的学生们哄我吗？”王法问。 　　“你生气了，我肯定要哄你啊。”林晚星说. 　　“我自己都不知道。”王法很轻描淡写地说。 　　“王法，生气是种很认真的情绪，比写很多训练计划都更认真，你确实在乎我们。”林晚星说。 　　青年转过头，看着她。 　　四周是傍晚的朦胧光线，路灯渐次打开，一切意味不明。 　　王法没有说话，而是侧过身，从他右边的看台椅子上拿起一叠文件板。 　　林晚星手上一沉，王法把那叠文件板交到她手上。 　　一件件翻开，林晚星发现，文件板是以每个学生为单位，为他们单独制定的训练计划。 　　除了不同的体能训练外，每个球员还有各自单独加练内容。 　　比如林鹿，他要训练的是跑动中的传中。 　　而中后卫祁亮和陈卫东训练的都是起跳争顶头球，郑飞扬训练的则是横向移动的补位。 　　秦敖训练争抢头球，陈江河加强射门训练。 　　付新书要训练的则是长传。 　　而这些个人训练，又可以在进阶后互相结合。 　　比如付新书和林鹿可以从两个方向不断的传中，然后秦敖负责和两个中后卫一起去争抢落点，陈江河则随时准备抢第二落点射门，郑飞扬随时准备补射…… 　　林晚星一项项阅读下来，并听王法讲解具体内容。虽然这是她没怎么接触过的知识领域，但由王法徐徐讲来，并不让人觉得枯燥，反而充满着很多乐趣以及对未来的想象。 　　日渐西斜，天逐渐暗下来，进出球场的人换了一茬又一茬。 　　球场上奔跑的小朋友，逐渐轮换成晚上吃完饭来散步的居民，林晚星和王法两个人在看台上聊了很久， 　　翻到最后的文件板，林晚星看到了关于守门员冯锁的内容，上面只写了一句话由教练施训。 　　“你对冯锁很重视吗？”林晚星不由得问道。 　　“为什么这么说？”王法问。 　　“那为什么你只专门对他一个人训练？”林晚星好奇地问。 　　“守门员位置很特殊，练的方式也很特殊，常规球队都配有专门守门员教练，但我们显然没有，所以只能我来。”王法说。 　　球场看台很宁静，四周虫鸣啁啾。 　　林晚星原本单手托腮，一开始听他讲那些原来她完全不熟的训练内容，是让人感到舒适的过程。 　　但讲到守门员的问题后。这让她不由得又开始被迫思考，王法走了以后，守门员训练该怎么办的问题。 　　“你有什么建议吗？”林晚星顿了顿，“我的意思是，你走了以后，谁帮助冯锁进行守门员训练。我可以吗？”林晚星指着自己，有点跃跃欲试。 　　“你做不到。”王法说。 　　青年低着头，陷入凝思。指尖的铅笔转了两圈，朦胧的路灯打在他挺直的鼻梁上，勾勒出线条简洁的下颚线。 　　原先听王法讲起训练内容时的憧憬情绪荡然无存。也不是所有问题都能得以解决，这就是真实的人生罢了。 　　“我看看到时候能不能再找个守门员教练。” 　　最后，林晚星这么说。 　　凳子上的零食差不多吃完，学生们疯狂奔跑的身影，这才出现在体育场的入口处。 　　秦敖和俞明边跑还边拖着半人高的麻袋，姿势诡异。 　　等到了看台跟前，男生们喘着粗气，看上去像踢了整场比赛那么累。 　　学生们脸都被晒得红红的，手很脏，神色却止不住的兴奋。他们保护着麻袋，就像守护着财宝的巨龙。 　　“教练对不起，我们来晚啦！”林鹿在看台下跳着冲他们挥手，看上去很高兴。 　　王法没走下看台，林晚星自顾自坐在看台上，吃着小零食。 　　他们没动静，学生们本来就心虚，立刻所有人跑上看台，他们小心翼翼地，像小动物观察主人表情一样，满眼懵懂和惶恐地盯着他们。 　　“老师、教练，你们生气啊？”林鹿被推了一下，小声问道。 　　林晚星把最后一包上好佳芝士条嚼得咯吱作响，举手道：“我没生气啊，你们教练生气但被我哄好了。” 　　王法：“没关系，我过几天就走，不用太在意我。” 　　此言一出，学生们就更慌了。 　　“我们本来真准备四点要来训练的，但是我们在那小区，有个阿姨叫我们，说有纸箱让我们处理，我们就去有拿了。” 　　林鹿委屈地道，“阿姨买了宜家，那个家具包装纸板堆了老高老高，老师你不知道有多少，我们整理老半天，发现绳又没带够，我们又去拿绳，再卖掉就，就来不及了。” 　　林鹿手上有很明显收拾纸板箱勒出的血口子，鼻子也不知怎么被蹭破了，看上去可怜极了。 　　“我说了时间给你们自由安排，就不会怪你们迟到。”林晚星说。 　　突然沉迷某件事对孩子们来说再正常不过，哪怕大人也会有类似突然上头了的情况。脑子里一腔热血的，只想干这个，别的什么也不想做了。 　　“但问题是，我对你们并没有时间约束，可你们自己做过安排，和教练确定过时间，准时到场训练是对他的基本尊重。” 　　林晚星知道自己这话略重，一盆冷水浇下，学生们都安静下来。 　　他们都看向王法，教练站在路灯下。不知道从什么时候开始，他们就很习惯这个青年陪在他们身边。 　　教练虽然说话漫不经心，但做事却认真极了。他没有因为他们是群高中生而随意对待他们。这也让他们从心理上依赖他，并觉得得他会一直在那。 　　“教练，对不起，下次我们一定准时。”付新书鞠了个躬，向王法道歉。 　　“教练我们错了。” 　　“我们不对。” 　　王法点了头，没有说其他指责的话。 　　他把早已准备好的文件板，分发到球员们手上。 　　看到这些王法精心制定的训练内容，学生们更加羞愧了。 　　王法说，“对体能训练来说，设定中等难度的目标非常重要，我们一般建议目标提高值为5-15%。刚开始接受类似系统训练，目标值定位最低的5%也没有任何问题。” 　　学生们纷纷点头，他们班看着对着自己之前的体能测试数据盘算起来，如果只是进步5%，好像只需要提升几秒钟，似乎很简单。 　　“和老师之前讲的有点像。” 　　陈江河认真思考了会儿，这两天赚钱的经历，让他对如何看到目标和达成目标有了更深的理解。 　　“但是教练，我有点不明白，如果目标定低，但我能做更多怎么办？”俞明问不甚了解，举手问道。 　　“首先保持你们在每次训练中专注、尽力，而不是单纯地想做得更多。”王法看着面前的球员们，继续说道：“训练和你们现在每天赚钱计划一样，如果你们太贪婪，就会因毫无节制而疲劳迷茫，弦拉到底就会绷断，保持清醒，非常重要。”
Chapter 56 Plans After getting off work, Lin Wanxing carried her schoolbag and went to the old stadium where the students practiced in the evening as usual.　　Wang Fa appeared in the stands as always. Lin Wanxing sat down beside Wang Fa and looked around, Today is not the same as usual.　　She leaves work later than the students, so when she comes to the court, she can always see the students training. And today, apart from a few adults playing wild ball, none of the boys came.　　Come to think of it, students are addicted to "recycling" and can't extricate themselves...... 　　Lin Wanxing had been prepared for this, she opened the zipper of her schoolbag and took out a lot of snacks such as potato chips, shrimp crackers, two coca-cola and a large bag of locked fresh duck neck.　　She piled these things up in the empty space between her and Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa glanced at it, he was not polite at all, and naturally unpacked the Italian red stewed Lay's. Lin Wanxing followed his example, resting her legs on the back of the chair in front of her, and waiting for the students while eating snacks.　　The sun hasn't set yet, and the glow of the setting sun hangs over the empty stands, and the smell of snacks fills the nose.　　"Although we are relatively poor materially, we must have abundant snacks." Lin Wanxing said casually.　　However, Wang Fa did not say anything, just quietly ate the potato chips.　　Lin Wanxing tilted her head and leaned slightly in front of Wang Fa, studying his expression.　　Sure enough, Wang Fa's face was calm. He looked ahead, his pupils were very light, so he looked pale and didn't say anything.　　Just as Lin Wanxing wanted to retract her head, Wang Fa suddenly lowered her head.　　They were so close that the boy's unobstructed gaze fell on her face. Because the cap was pressed down, his eyes suddenly became deep at the moment, and a large shadow fell on his eyelashes, so that Lin Wanxing couldn't understand that gaze.　　The air is filled with the rich flavor of Italian braised potato chips, which are somewhat hot.　　Lin Wanxing was instigated, she hurriedly returned to her position and sat down, not daring to provoke him.　　"Don't be angry." Lin Wanxing forcibly drank two sips of mineral water, pointed to the stack of file boards beside Wang Fa, and forcibly calmed down.　　"Teacher Lin buys snacks, do you want to help your students coax me?" Wang Fa asked.　　"You're angry, I'm going to coax you." Lin Wanxing said. 　　"I don't know." Wang Fa said very lightly.　　"Wang Fa, being angry is a very serious emotion, more serious than writing a lot of training plans, you really care about us." Lin Wanxing said.　　The young man turned his head and looked at her.　　All around is the hazy light of the evening, and the street lights are gradually turned on, and the meaning of everything is unknown.　　Wang Fa did not speak, but turned sideways and picked up a stack of document boards from the stand chair to his right.　　Lin Wanxing's hand sank, and Wang Fa handed the stack of document boards to her.　　Turning over one by one, Lin Wanxing found that the document board was a training plan formulated for each student individually.　　In addition to the different physical trainings, each player also has their own individual training content.　　For example, Lin Lu, he has to train crosses on the run.　　The central defenders Qi Liang and Chen Weidong are training to jump for the header, and Zheng Feiyang is training to move laterally.　　Qin Ao trained to scramble for headers, and Chen Jianghe strengthened shooting training.　　Fu Xinshu has to train for long passing.　　And these personal trainings can be combined with each other after advancement.　　For example, Fu Xinshu and Lin Lu can keep making crosses from two directions, and then Qin Ao is responsible for competing for the landing point with the two central defenders, Chen Jianghe is ready to grab the second landing point at any time, and Zheng Feiyang is ready to shoot at any time...... 　　Lin Wanxing read them one by one and listened to Wang Fa explain the specific content. Although this is a field of knowledge that she has not been exposed to much, Wang Fa slowly talks about it, which does not make people feel boring, but is full of fun and imagination for the future.　　As the days began to slothe to the west, the sky gradually darkened, and the people who entered and exited the stadium changed one stubble after another.　　The children running on the field gradually rotated into residents who came to take a walk after dinner in the evening, Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa chatted for a long time in the stands, and turned to the last document board, Lin Wanxing saw the content about the goalkeeper Feng Suo, and only one sentence was written on it to be trained by the coach.　　"Do you attach great importance to Feng Suo?" Lin Wanxing couldn't help asking.　　"Why do you say that?" Wang Fa asked.　　"Then why are you only training him alone?" Lin Wanxing asked curiously.　　"The goalkeeper position is very special, the way of practice is also special, the regular team has a special goalkeeper coach, but we obviously don't have it, so I have to come." Wang Fa said.　　The stadium stands are peaceful, and insects chirp all around.　　Lin Wanxing originally supported her cheek with one hand, and at first listening to him talk about the training content that she was completely unfamiliar with, it was a comfortable process.　　But when it comes to the question of the goalkeeper. This made her forced to think about what to do with goalkeeper training after Wang Fa left.　　"Do you have any suggestions?" Lin Wanxing paused, "I mean, after you leave, who will help Feng Suo with goalkeeper training." May I? Lin Wanxing pointed at herself, a little eager to try.　　"You can't do it." Wang Fa said.　　The young man bowed his head and fell into contemplation. The pencil of his fingertips turned twice, and the hazy streetlight hit the bridge of his straight nose, outlining the jawline with clean lines.　　The longing and emotion that I had when I listened to Wang Fa talk about the training content were gone. Not all problems can be solved, this is just real life.　　"I'll see if I can get another goalkeeper coach then." 　　Finally, Lin Wanxing said.　　The snacks on the stools were almost finished, and the figures of the students running wildly appeared at the entrance of the stadium.　　Qin Ao and Yu Ming were dragging half-human-high sacks while running, with strange postures.　　When they got to the stands, the boys were panting and looking as tired as if they had played the whole game.　　The students' faces were all red from the sun, their hands were dirty, but their expressions couldn't stop being excited. They protect the sacks like dragons guarding treasures.　　"Coach, I'm sorry, we're late!" Lin Lu jumped under the stands and waved at them, looking very happy.　　Wang Fa didn't step down from the stands, Lin Wanxing sat in the stands by herself, eating snacks.　　They did not move, and the students were already weak-minded, and immediately everyone ran to the stands, and they stared at them cautiously, like small animals observing the expressions of their masters, with ignorance and trepidation.　　"Teacher, coach, are you angry?" Lin Lu was pushed and asked in a low voice.　　Lin Wanxing chewed the last pack of good cheese sticks and squeaked, raised her hand and said, "I'm not angry, your coach was angry but was coaxed by me." Wang Fa: "It's okay, I'll leave in a few days, don't worry too much about me." As soon as this statement came out, the students panicked even more.　　"We were really going to come to training at four o'clock, but we were in that community, and an aunt called us and said that there was a cardboard box for us to deal with, so we went to get it." 　　Lin Lu said aggrievedly, "Auntie bought IKEA, the furniture packaging cardboard is piled up high and high, teacher, you don't know how much, we sorted out the old for a long time, and found that the rope was not enough, we went to get the rope again, and then sold it, it was too late." Lin Lu had a bloody wound on his hand that was obviously packed up from the cardboard box, and his nose was somehow broken, looking very pitiful.　　"I said that I will give you free time to arrange, so I won't blame you for being late." Lin Wanxing said.　　It's normal for children to suddenly become obsessed with something, even adults can have a situation like suddenly getting up. I just want to do this, and I don't want to do anything else.　　"But the problem is, I don't have time constraints on you, but you have made your own arrangements, and you have determined the time with the coach, and it is basic respect for him to be on time to train." 　　Lin Wanxing knew that her words were a little heavy, and a basin of cold water was poured down, and the students quieted down.　　They all looked at Wang Fa, and the coach stood under the street lamp. I don't know when they got used to this young man being by their side.　　Although the coach speaks casually, he is very serious in his work. He didn't treat them casually because they were a group of high school students. It also made them psychologically dependent on him and felt like he would always be there.　　"Coach, I'm sorry, next time we will be on time." Fu Xinshu bowed and apologized to Wang Fa.　　"Coach, we were wrong." 　　"We're not right." 　　Wang Fa nodded and did not say anything else accusatory.　　He handed out the boards that had been prepared to the players.　　Seeing the carefully formulated training content of these royal laws, the students were even more ashamed.　　"It's very important to set a goal of medium difficulty for physical training, and we generally recommend a goal improvement of 5-15 percent. When I first started training on a similar system, I had no problem targeting the lowest 5%. The students nodded their heads, and their class looked at their previous physical fitness test data, and if it was only a 5% improvement, it seemed that it only needed a few seconds to improve, which seemed to be very simple.　　"It's a bit like what the teacher said before." 　　Chen Jianghe thought about it seriously for a while, and the experience of making money in the past two days gave him a deeper understanding of how to see and achieve goals.　　"But coach, I don't understand, what if the goal is low, but I can do more?" Yu Ming didn't know much about it, so he raised his hand and asked.　　"First of all, keep you focused and try your best in every training session, not just trying to do more." Wang Fa looked at the players in front of him and continued: "Training is the same as your daily money-making plan now, if you are too greedy, you will be tired and confused due to unrestrainedness, and the strings will be stretched to the end, so it is very important to stay awake." ”

第57章 积累 　　有了明确的训练计划， 足球训练也逐渐步入正轨。 　　林晚星并没有主动参与太多，毕竟她还要上班。这是她一直给学生们强调的内容，她不会时刻看着他们、监督他们， 但她会在他们需要的时候提供帮助。 　　学生们觉得这很不错。 　　就好比他们需要的时候， 就可以很自然而然把体育器材室当废品回收仓库。 　　林晚星眼睁睁看着一麻袋一麻袋的废塑料瓶和易拉罐被拖进小仓库，她不仅无法反对，还得帮学生们小心藏着，避免来借还体育器材的其他学生们看到。 　　跟做贼似的。 　　赚钱计划到第4天晚上，学生们的单日总收入已超过900元。 　　并且陈卫东因为田径队集训的关系，回去先练跨栏了。也就是说， 学生们光靠10个人，在兼顾训练的同时，还每人赚到了90块钱。 　　这笔帐算下来， 让林晚星非常震惊。 　　她研究账单后发现， 废品回收是学生们的大头收入， 给装修队倒建筑垃圾的收入占据第二位，陈江河他们还赚了笔把大家具搬上楼的钱， 这些都是实实在在的辛苦钱。 　　有了原始资本后，学生们脑子也活络起来。 　　因为矿泉水瓶回收价格太低，秦敖、陈江河这些负责校园组的，在靠买废品攒够一定钱后， 开始动起了做小生意的念头。 　　简单来说，就还是秦敖的原计划。 　　但他们改变思路，决定不和老板们谈判，而是做代购。 　　代购的重点是垫资， 之前学生们没钱， 现在有了原始资金， 就可以继续这个计划了。 　　生意刚开始，谁也拿不准什么东西好卖，而食品外卖基本最不容易出错。 　　当然，学生们提供的外卖服务和普通外卖不太一样。 　　首先普通外卖进不了学校。 　　就连林晚星这种老师，都得穿过学校小树林，跑到后门拉杆那里接奶茶。普通学生课间休息更短，狂奔到校外拿外卖很不现实。 　　其次普通外卖都需要等候时间，就算中午想点份吃的，也经常会遇到外卖小哥来不及送货、上课没工夫去拿等等时间差问题。 　　根据普通外卖的缺陷，秦敖提供的服务就很简单。一张附近著名小吃、奶茶店菜单，客户想吃什么提前点。他们下个课间保证送到教室。而且每单2块钱的跑腿费，比常规外卖的4块钱便宜不少。 　　一开始，学生们经营该跑腿业务很有点强买强卖性质。 　　林晚星成为第一位被害人，哦，不，第一位被强迫点单人。 　　她点了一杯西瓜汁，两份炸里脊一份炸鸡大腿，还有蔬菜炸串拼盘，外加一点点的咖啡冻奶茶，大杯去冰三分甜。 　　学生们拿着单子，读震惊了：“你是猪吗？” 　　林晚星二话不说打开微信，她选择转账，并把手机转过来，展示了转账50元的支付界面。 　　学生们的嘴脸立刻变了。 　　“老师您还要再点点什么吗？”秦敖点头哈腰，这么问道。 　　谄媚极了。 　　刚开始，林晚星并不看好学生们的跑腿业务。 　　一来，外卖业务本身需要很强的统筹规划能力，背后是数理逻辑；其次货品的新鲜度会随着时间推移发生变化，总会遇上不少和买卖双方之间的扯皮事宜，感觉会有些麻烦。 　　不过当她坐在小仓库里，吹着电风扇，喝着秦敖送上门的冰西瓜汁时，她才意识到：什么西瓜汁不够冰之类的货品问题都可以忽略不计。 　　不用顶着大太阳自己穿过小树林拿外卖太爽了，2块钱跑腿费比饿了么还少2块，真的很超值了！ 　　就这样，林晚星成了代购业务的最忠实用户。 　　不过，学生们的业务发展能力显然超过林晚星的预计。 　　等到秦敖在宏景八中跑腿业务开展的第二天，她就已经约不上西瓜汁了。 　　按照秦敖的说法是，冯锁他们班的班花包小甜同志，以一杯2元的价格，一口气定了10杯请小姐妹喝。 　　而经美女一传十十传百的宣传，学生们都跑来秦敖这定冰西瓜汁。光西瓜汁这项，秦敖就已经接单到手软。 　　秦敖陈江河两个为此跑得满头大汗，据他们说，取送外卖的过程正好可以变速跑。跑楼梯增强启动力和爆发力，一般练这还要穿件负重背心，他们提着一大堆外卖，连负重都省了。怕西瓜汁不冰必须特地提速，还能顺便锻炼上肢力量，比在塑胶跑道上更有意思。 　　林晚星觉得学生们这么说或许只是一种自我鼓励，但能自我进行心理调节，保持对很多事情的乐观态度是非常重要的。 　　秦敖和陈江河他们一天在学校里卖了一百来杯西瓜汁。因为量大，他们和卖果汁的谈了进货折扣，赚的跑腿费加上零散卖炸串的钱加起来，一天挣了将近八百多。 　　同样改变核心业务的还有负责收硬纸板的冯锁和郑飞扬、林鹿小队。 　　倒不是因为收硬纸板这项活太苦，而是学生们发现，很多从事这项活动的是没有收入的是低收入老人，他们在赚够一定本金后，就不想再和爷爷奶奶们抢纸板和塑料瓶了。 　　废品回收小队中一部分人，准备从废品回收市场转行去校门口卖棉花糖；另一部分则搞了辆小板车，在新小区里清理收装修户的建筑垃圾。 　　这些事都是林晚星在某天听他们训练后说起的。 　　脚踩式棉花糖机是林鹿在废品回收站发现的二手。 　　老板说机器有点问题，保证能给他们修好，他们想要就 200块修好后卖他们，学生们对此很是心动。 　　为此，他们专门上网查了卖棉花糖的成本。一斤白砂糖才五块多点，能做50个棉花糖，每个卖5块钱，卖完一斤白砂糖的钱，就能把机器钱回本，这肯定是笔有利可图的生意。 　　林鹿他们也是说干就干，一边打定主意收最后一天废纸板，一边去考察了棉花糖市场。 　　第一天傍晚，林鹿他们把摊子摆在小学门口，贩卖情况不是很理想，毕竟小学生没太多零花钱，来接孩子的家长又会觉得马上要吃饭了棉花糖太甜不合适。所以，周末市里的公园成了他们的主要目标。 　　少年宫比小学门口更合适，因为去上课外班的家长总会答应孩子们的一点额外要求，作为奖励。 　　不仅如此，林鹿他们还把一般棉花糖的竹签改成了长条康乐果，就是那种长条的膨化食品，成本是增加了一些，但对于小朋友来说，没有安全风险。更在一众卖棉花糖的竞争对手中脱颖而出。 　　棉花糖的生意在翌日就迎来了高峰，因为当天正好是周末。 　　据林鹿说，他们早上在公园卖，中午快放课的时候跑去少年宫门口，下午搬摊子到小乐园门口，等到傍晚，再换了个少年宫。就这么折腾了一天，单日营业额高达2000元之巨。 　　王法离开前倒数第4天，学生们的累计总收入达到4134.5元。 　　钱赚多了是好事。 　　可让林晚星没想到的是，男生们因为自己赚钱的关系，一个个都变得抠抠搜搜。 　　而且他们每天生活的最大乐趣，就是在晚上训练结束后，瘫坐在天台上数钱。 　　秋末天气晴朗，天台上飘过柔和的晚风。 　　一天辛苦过后，男生们边吵边闹，互相依靠着，窝在天台角落。 　　现在都用微信收款，现金其实不多，可明明就那么点钞票，却全被他们很珍惜地放在在一个小塑料袋里。 　　每个人都对数钱这件事乐此不疲。一个人点完，另一个人要抢过去继续点。 　　很快，那堆毛票到了俞明手上。 　　祁亮闲得没事，开始耍赖：“老师，有那种饮料没？” 　　“什么那种饮料啊？”林晚星问。 　　“就那种凉凉的、甜甜的、喝一口会打嗝的饮料。” 　　祁亮很难得开始卖萌，逼逼赖赖地想喝她冰箱里的免费饮料。 　　“没有，没有，你们干嘛不自己买去。”林晚星无语。 　　“太贵了啊，可口可乐三块钱一听，只有老师这样的富婆能喝得起。”秦敖也跟着捏起嗓子，甜言蜜语。 　　林晚星抖了抖鸡皮疙瘩，走回室内，拿出了一个电热水壶。 　　她端着水壶，往男生们各自的运动水壶里一人倒了点，滚烫的热水汩汩流下…… 　　“女人，你太恶毒了啊！” 　　“好歹要放凉了给我们啊！” 　　男生们开始扯着嗓子大呼小叫。 　　“小点声，我又要被楼下阿婆敲门投诉了。”林晚星赶忙道。 　　“不行不行不行，渴了想喝凉凉的饮料。”林鹿继续叫。 　　“我冰箱里真没有。”林晚星无奈。 　　她边说边看向王法，如果没记错，她昨天亲眼看到王法从楼下小卖铺里买了很多饮料放冰箱。 　　跟着她的目光，所有学生都一起看向王法，眼巴巴的，林鹿还做了个求求的动作。 　　王法：“去拿吧。” 　　哗啦一下，学生们立刻窜起，山呼万岁。 　　眼见一群人往王法屋里挤，林晚星生怕来不及：“给我留瓶可口可乐啊！” 　　她喊道。 　　秦敖舔完最后一滴雪碧，熟练地把塑料瓶放在地上，一脚踩扁，并说：“老师，你和教练明天有事吗？” 　　明天周日，林晚星不用上班，但秦敖这么问显然没好事。 　　“你要干嘛？”林晚星很慎重地问。 　　“明天我们准备去宏景公园出摊，你和教练你俩来呗，给我们当演员。”秦敖这么说。 　　“演员？”王法饶有兴趣地反问。
Chapter 57: Accumulation With a clear training plan, football training is gradually on the right track.　　Lin Wanxing didn't take the initiative to participate too much, after all, she still had to go to work. That's what she's always emphasizing to her students, she doesn't watch them and monitor them all the time, but she's there to help them when they need it.　　The students thought it was great.　　It's like when they need it, it's natural to use the sports equipment room as a recycling warehouse.　　Lin Wanxing watched sacks of waste plastic bottles and cans being dragged into the small warehouse, not only could she not object, but she also had to help the students hide carefully to avoid other students who came to borrow and return sports equipment.　　It's like being a thief.　　By the evening of the fourth day, the students' total daily income had exceeded 900 yuan.　　And Chen Weidong went back to practice hurdles first because of the track and field team's training. In other words, the students earned 90 yuan each with just 10 people while juggling training.　　This account was calculated, which shocked Lin Wanxing very much.　　After studying the bills, she found that recycling is the bulk of the students' income, the income from dumping construction waste for the renovation team occupies the second place, and Chen Jianghe and they also earn a lot of money to move large furniture upstairs, which is really hard money.　　With the original capital, the students' brains are also active.　　Because the recycling price of mineral water bottles was too low, Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe, who were in charge of the campus group, began to start a small business after saving enough money by buying waste products.　　To put it simply, it was still Qin Ao's original plan.　　But they changed their minds and decided not to negotiate with the bosses, but to do daigou.　　The focus of purchasing agents is to advance funds, and the students had no money before, but now with the original funds, they can continue the program.　　At the beginning of business, no one can be sure what will sell, and food delivery is basically the least likely to make mistakes.　　Of course, the delivery services provided by the students are not the same as the regular delivery services.　　First of all, ordinary takeaway can't get into school.　　Even teachers like Lin Wanxing have to walk through the school grove and run to the back door lever to pick up milk tea. Ordinary students have shorter recesses, and it is unrealistic to rush outside the school to pick up takeaways.　　Secondly, ordinary takeaways require waiting time, even if you want to order something to eat at noon, you will often encounter time difference problems such as the takeaway brother not having time to deliver, and the class has no time to get it.　　According to the shortcomings of ordinary takeaways, the service provided by Qin Ao is very simple. A menu of famous snacks and bubble tea shops nearby, customers can order what they want to eat in advance. They are guaranteed to be delivered to the classroom during the next recess. And the errand fee of 2 yuan per order is much cheaper than the 4 yuan of regular takeout.　　In the beginning, the students ran the errand business in a bit of a strong buying and selling nature.　　Lin Wanxing became the first victim, oh no, the first to be forced to order.　　She ordered a glass of watermelon juice, two fried tenderloins and one fried chicken thigh, as well as a vegetable fried skewer platter, plus a little coffee and milk tea, and a large cup of ice and three points of sweetness.　　The students took the list and were shocked to read: "Are you a pig?" Lin Wanxing opened WeChat without saying a word, she chose to transfer money, and turned her mobile phone around, showing the payment interface for transferring 50 yuan.　　The students' faces immediately changed.　　"Teacher, do you want anything more?" Qin Ao nodded and asked.　　It's flattering.　　At first, Lin Wanxing was not optimistic about the students' errand business.　　First, the takeaway business itself requires strong overall planning capabilities, behind which is mathematical logic; Secondly, the freshness of the goods will change over time, and there will always be a lot of disputes between buyers and sellers, which will feel a little troublesome.　　However, when she sat in the small warehouse, blowing an electric fan, and drinking the iced watermelon juice sent by Qin Ao, she realized that any watermelon juice is not enough ice and other goods problems can be ignored.　　It's so cool not to have to go through the grove to take takeout by yourself in the sun, and the 2 yuan errand fee is 2 yuan less than Ele.me, which is really worth it!　　In this way, Lin Wanxing has become the most loyal user of the purchasing business.　　However, the students' business development ability clearly exceeded Lin Wanxing's expectations.　　By the time Qin Ao ran errands in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School on the second day, she couldn't make an appointment with watermelon juice.　　According to Qin Ao's statement, Comrade Xiao Tian, the flower bag of Feng Suo's class, ordered 10 cups for the little sisters to drink at a price of 2 yuan a cup.　　And after the propaganda of the beauties, the students all came to Qin Ao's iced watermelon juice. Just for watermelon juice, Qin Ao has already received orders to the point of softness.　　Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe were sweating profusely for this, and according to them, the process of picking up and delivering takeaways was just right to change the speed. Running the stairs to enhance the starting power and explosiveness, generally practice this also has to wear a weight-bearing vest, they carry a lot of takeaways, and even the weight is saved. I am afraid that the watermelon juice will not be icy, and I must specially speed up, and I can also exercise the strength of my upper limbs by the way, which is more interesting than on the plastic track.　　Lin Wanxing thinks that what students say may be just a kind of self-encouragement, but it is very important to be able to self-regulate and maintain an optimistic attitude towards many things.　　Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe sold more than 100 cups of watermelon juice in school a day. Because of the large amount, they negotiated a purchase discount with the juice seller, and the errand fees they earned plus the money from selling fried skewers in bulk added up, earning nearly 800 a day.　　Also changing the core business are Feng Suo, Zheng Feiyang, and Lin Lu's team, who are responsible for collecting cardboard.　　It's not that the work of collecting cardboard is too hard, but the students found that many of the low-income elderly who engage in this activity have no income, and they don't want to grab cardboard and plastic bottles with their grandparents anymore after earning enough principal.　　Some members of the waste recycling team are preparing to switch careers from the waste recycling market to sell marshmallows at the school gate; The other part set up a small board truck to clean up the construction waste of the renovation households in the new community.　　These things were all said by Lin Wanxing after listening to their training one day.　　The foot-operated marshmallow machine is a second-hand that Lin Lu found at a scrap recycling station.　　The boss said that there was a problem with the machine, and he promised to fix it for them, and they wanted to sell it for 200 yuan after repairing it, and the students were very excited about it.　　To do this, they specifically checked the cost of selling marshmallows online. A pound of white sugar is only more than five yuan, can make 50 marshmallows, each sold for 5 yuan, after selling a pound of white sugar, you can return the machine money, this is definitely a profitable business.　　Lin Lu and the others also did what they said, and while making up their minds to collect the waste cardboard on the last day, they went to inspect the marshmallow market.　　On the evening of the first day, Lin Lu and his family put their stalls at the entrance of the primary school, and the sales situation was not very ideal, after all, the primary school students did not have much pocket money, and the parents who came to pick up the children would feel that the marshmallows were too sweet and inappropriate to eat. So, on weekends, the city's parks became their main targets.　　The Children's Palace is more suitable than the entrance of the primary school, because parents who go to extracurricular classes will always agree to a little extra request from their children as a reward.　　Not only that, Lin Lu and the others also changed the bamboo skewers of ordinary marshmallows into long strips of kang lozenge, which is the kind of long puffed food, the cost has increased a little, but for children, there is no safety risk. It also stands out from a crowd of competitors who sell marshmallows.　　Marshmallow's business peaked the next day, as it happened to be a weekend.　　According to Lin Lu, they sold it in the park in the morning, ran to the gate of the Children's Palace when class was about to end at noon, moved their stalls to the gate of the small paradise in the afternoon, and waited until the evening to change to the Children's Palace. Just tossed for a day, and the single-day turnover was as high as 2,000 yuan.　　On the fourth day before Wang Fa left, the cumulative total income of the students reached 4,134.5 yuan.　　It's a good thing to make more money.　　But what Lin Wanxing didn't expect was that the boys became picky and searched one by one because of their own money.　　And the greatest joy of their daily life is to sit on the rooftop and count the money after training in the evening.　　The weather is sunny at the end of autumn, and a soft evening breeze drifts across the rooftops.　　After a hard day's work, the boys leaned on each other and nestled in the corner of the rooftop.　　Now they all use WeChat to collect money, and the cash is not much, but they are all cherished by them in a small plastic bag.　　Everybody has a lot of fun counting money. When one person finishes ordering, the other person has to grab it and continue to order.　　Soon, the pile of gross tickets arrived in Yu Ming's hands.　　Qi Liang was idle and began to play tricks: "Teacher, do you have that kind of drink?" "What kind of drink?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Just the cool, sweet, burping drink." 　　Qi Liang had a hard time starting to sell cuteness, forcing Lai Lai to want to drink the free drinks in her refrigerator.　　"No, no, why don't you buy it yourself." Lin Wanxing was speechless.　　"It's too expensive, Coca-Cola costs three dollars, and only a rich woman like the teacher can afford it." Qin Ao also pinched his throat and spoke sweetly.　　Lin Wanxing shook goosebumps, walked back indoors, and took out an electric kettle.　　She took the kettle and poured some into the boys' respective sports kettles, and the hot water gurgled down...... 　　"Woman, you're so vicious!" 　　"I'm going to let it cool for us!" 　　The boys began to shout at the top of their voices.　　"Be quiet, I'm going to be knocked on the door by my grandmother downstairs to complain." Lin Wanxing hurriedly said.　　"No, no, no, no, I want to drink a cold drink when I'm thirsty." Lin Lu continued to call.　　"I don't really have one in the fridge." Lin Wanxing was helpless.　　She looked at Wang Fa as she spoke, if she remembered correctly, she saw Wang Fa buy a lot of drinks from the small shop downstairs yesterday and put them in the refrigerator.　　Following her gaze, all the students looked at Wang Fa together, and with a blank eye, Lin Lu also made a begging motion.　　Wang Fa: "Go and get it." With a bang, the students immediately jumped up, and the mountain shouted long live.　　Seeing a group of people crowding into Wang Fa's house, Lin Wanxing was afraid that it would be too late: "Leave me a bottle of Coca-Cola!" She shouted.　　Qin Ao licked the last drop of Sprite, skillfully put the plastic bottle on the ground, stepped on it flat, and said, "Teacher, do you and the coach have something to do tomorrow?" Tomorrow and Sunday, Lin Wanxing doesn't have to go to work, but it's obviously not good for Qin Ao to ask like this.　　"What are you going to do?" Lin Wanxing asked very cautiously.　　"Tomorrow we are going to go to Hongjing Park to have a stall, you and the coach will come and be actors for us." Qin Ao said.　　"Actors?" Wang Fa asked rhetorically with interest.

第58章 气球 　　演员这个词， 是指在表演艺术中，指某个角色的表演者。 　　放到秦敖这里，用“托儿”来形容更恰当。 　　小公园游乐场门口， 周末人流如织， 家长领着孩子和小情侣们挤挤攘攘。 　　林晚星和和王法两个来到约定地点，瞬间懵了。 　　秋日小游乐场的甜蜜气息满溢。香蕉船上下晃动，年轻游客尖叫连连。家长带着小朋友在游乐场门口画沙画，每次旋转木马奏响欢快的乐曲，都有稚嫩的笑颜回旋而过。 　　林晚星和王法等了一会学生，就已经被两伙人围着推儿童围棋课和小学奥数课的。 　　一位中年人往林晚星手里塞广告纸。 　　宣传单花花绿绿， 林晚星看着上面关于“为什么小朋友要学围棋”的四点回答，忍不住问王法：“我看起来适合学儿童围棋吗？” 　　“宝宝一开始学围棋，都得家长陪， 你要觉得自己学不会， 可以让你老公来！”卖课大叔显然是老手， 直接这么说。 　　林晚星懵：“不是……我们没……” 　　“噢，还没生， 觉得太早了？”推销儿童围棋课的中年人立刻掏出另一份传单，“我们机构还有早教课，就你俩现在没生，以后有打算要吧， 早教课比围棋简单，你们女的都能听懂。” 　　大叔的推销策略进退自如，总之就是天罗地网，全方位立体服务， 只有你想不到没有他卖不了的课。 　　林晚星听到大叔最后那段话时已有不悦。 　　王法忽然看向卖课大叔， 问：“什么叫‘打吃’？” 　　青年今天穿了件黑色短袖衬衫， 鸭舌帽低低压着，露出线条清俊的下颌线。他声音又清咧，卖课大叔打了个激灵，忽然噤声。 　　“为什么说七子沿边活亦输？” 　　“既然是高者在腹，为什么又有金角银边草肚皮的俗语？” 　　连续三个问题，卖课大叔一问三不知。 　　王法了然：“你不会围棋啊。” 　　他声音淡淡的，带着点意外语气。 　　大叔神情尴尬，但也不服气：“我这不就是小时候没好好学围棋，所以读书不行，最后只能来卖课！” 　　“那你读书还行吗 ？” 　　林晚星听到王法这么问她。 　　“还算……凑合。”林晚星答。 　　“念的什么大学？”王法问。 　　“永川大学。” 　　“多少分考上的？” 　　“720……”林晚星回答，到这里她才意识到，王法是因为刚才卖课大叔话里话外贬低她，帮给她出头。 　　不过听到她这个回答，王法也沉默了下。 　　但王法还是很快淡定地看向卖课的大叔：“看来，我们的孩子，应该不用上你的早教课了。” 　　卖课大叔估计也没碰到这么爱拆台的，直接喷道：“装什么呢，满分750，你700只扣了30分？” 　　“嗯，语文作文写得有点小偏题，应该这上面多扣了点分。”林晚星很不好意思地说。 　　卖课大叔：“……” 　　见卖课大叔哑口无言，林晚星和王法准备往边上稍稍，继续等学生。 　　就在这时，林晚星感到有人拍了拍她的肩，她转头，看到个戴着棕色马脸头套的人。对方手里抓着一把绳子，顺着他手里的绳子向上看去，上面拴着各种五颜六色的可爱气球，在秋日晴空下飘荡。 　　林晚星吓了一跳，眯着眼说：“你干嘛呢秦敖！” 　　皮套人也震惊了：“你怎么知道是我，我话都没说！” 　　“一个在公园卖气球的人，他又黑又高，会故意和我打招呼，最主要的是，他和秦敖一样手上有条疤，那么他不是秦敖的概率有多大呢？”林晚星反问。 　　皮套人“唰”地拽下马脸头套，秦敖露出很烦的表情：“靠，只是约你们来见个面而已，怎么又被我撞上你们装逼？” 　　林晚星很冤枉，只能无辜地看了眼王法。 　　王法更无辜：“我好像只是问了几个问题。” 　　一旁的卖课大叔几欲吐血，头也不回走了。 　　林晚星继续转头看秦敖：“你干嘛，把我们约到这里当什么‘演员’，不会是想让我们演‘小贩’体验生活吧？” 　　秦敖梗着脖子，脸涨红了，很明显被猜到心思却不愿承认。只见他心念电转，突然捂住肚子大喊：“老师我要去上厕所，你帮我拿下气球！” 　　说完，林晚星手里被学生塞了一大把气球。 　　而秦敖把马脸头套盖回脑袋上，头也不回直接跑了。 　　公园还是休息日的轻松气氛，风带来的棉花糖的香甜气息。 　　林晚星握着一大把气球，仰起头。阳光下，米妮、喜洋洋、超人、蝙蝠侠……各种动画人物气球在高大香樟树下轻轻碰撞。 　　叶片筛下金币似的光斑，林晚星问王法：“他是不是不会回来了？” 　　“显然是的。”王法说。 　　偌大的公园人流如织，小山、池塘、花园…… 　　荷花半谢露出里面娇嫩的莲蓬，不知道秦敖正躲在哪个角落观察他们。 　　林晚星直接拿出手机，发微信问秦敖。 　　林晚星：多久回来？ 　　秦敖：有你这样的吗人家拉屎你发微信催 　　林晚星：五分钟不来，我把你的气球放生了啊。 　　秦敖：别别别我这氦气球成本就7块钱一个贼tm贵你起码得卖15 　　林晚星：我卖？ 　　秦敖：你到底懂不懂这不就是让你和教练出来走走你俩休息日整天窝家里有意思吗 　　林晚星：赚的钱七三开。 　　秦敖：你怎么不去抢？？？？？？ 　　林晚星：四六，我六你四。 　　秦敖：…… 淦！ 行吧 　　林晚星把手机放回口袋里，王法站在一旁。 　　林晚星给王法汇报谈判结果：“我们和秦敖六四分成。” 　　王法：“其实可以谈八二。” 　　林晚星笑道：“那他肯定不干，马上手都不洗从厕所冲回来了。” 　　林晚星握着一大把气球，和王法边走边聊。 　　她告诉王法，她小时就很喜欢公园里卖的气球，就感觉一大丛气球漂浮很梦幻，可以幻想出无数奇特景象。 　　但真有一天梦想成真，她反而觉得…… 　　“拽气球也很累啊。”林晚星感慨。 　　“家里人没给你买过？”王法双手插袋，半仰头，看着气球问。 　　“那时候都是氢气球，爷爷奶奶觉得不安全，不给买。”林晚星说到这里，又掏出手机问秦敖--“你卖的真是氦气球吗？” 　　秦敖：必须啊 你之前不教育过了绝对！不能！卖氢！气！球！ 　　林晚星按住语音键：“安全问题重于泰山！” 　　一阵风吹过，他们正好走在横跨池塘的木桥上，林晚星赶忙把手机揣回口袋，手忙脚乱拽住气球。 　　王法在她后面，伸手扶住她的肩膀。 　　下一刻，林晚星感到王法握住她的手，手指从她的掌心擦过，反手握住了那把气球绳。 　　他指腹粗粝，有很多茧，和外表的白皙修长完全不同。想来他虽然是教练，但也有进行各种体能训练，从未放松对自己的要求。 　　就在林晚星怔愣间，王法的声音在她耳旁响起。 　　“松手。” 　　林晚星下意识松开手，王法将那一大丛气球接了过去。 　　林晚星回头看他。 　　青年握着一大丛色彩缤纷的气球，背后是绿色池水和蓝色的天空。 　　林晚星刚想说些什么。 　　王法：“安全问题重于泰山。” 　　林晚星：“……” 　　王法同志的语言艺术就是，话不多但精妙，并且永远不会在价格方面吃亏。 　　这就好比他手里现在握着一篷气球，他们之间的分成就变成-- 　　“八二分成，我八你二。” 　　林晚星和他正走过木桥，听到这个价钱立刻就抗议：“你也太狠了吧！” 　　“气球现在是我拿着。”王法说。 　　“但我也有巨大贡献！” 　　“什么贡献？” 　　“比如我可以带你去个好卖东西的好地方。” 　　林晚星带王法穿过木桥，绕过公园里的小山，从一片广玉兰树林穿过，站在公园后门口。 　　他们面对马路，街对面是停车场，和门庭若市的游乐园门口比起来，这里商贩少了很多。 　　王法拽着一大篷气球，旁边只有位坐着卖茶叶蛋的老奶奶。 　　茶叶蛋香气扑鼻，锅子上还热着玉米，敲碎壳的鸡蛋在酱汤里沉沉浮浮。 　　林晚星咽了口口水，蹲在摊位前。她自己的生意还没开张，就先把钱花出去了。 　　等她拎着茶叶蛋和玉米回过头，发现王法单手一撑，正在公园外的护栏上坐下。 　　林晚星看了眼护栏的高度，只能剥开茶叶蛋的壳，默默站在他身边。 　　和人声鼎沸的公园里相比，外面真的安静许多。周围种着很多木芙蓉树，正是花开的季节，大朵大朵的粉色芙蓉娇艳欲滴。 　　林晚星边剥茶叶蛋，边和王法闲聊。 　　她告诉王法，其实这座公园是百年前由一位法国设计师设计的，和体育场一样，都是那个时代的作品。 　　当时设计师想建造一座优雅的公园，不知怎的，时代变迁，这里渐渐变成了孩子们的乐园。 　　她又和王法讲起了小时候的故事。她说她的爷爷每周都会带她来逛这个公园。那时候好像是用钱换游戏票，一张票可以坐一趟绕着游乐园转的小火车，她每次都要坐四五次，爷爷从来都是带她坐到过瘾。 　　她讲了很多，王法则坐在一旁，认真地听。 　　林晚星吃完最后一口茶叶蛋，舔舔手指，问他：“你为什么从国外回来，会来宏景租房？” 　　王法：“我外祖母跟我说，她小时候在宏景长大，她说这里很美很安逸，所以我一直想来看看。” 　　这大概是林晚星第一次听王法讲起自己的家人，以及为什么选择来宏景的原因。 　　“那……奶奶有提过什么景点吗，你特别想去的？我们可以……”林晚星本来想说“我们可趁你走之前去一趟”。但她转念一想，王法向来神秘，或许早就一个人逛过，所以话说了一半，她就没讲下去。 　　王法：“其实我不太记得了，她过世早，还提过家里老宅吧，不过现在有别人住，我也懒得去。” 　　“奶奶小时候没有带你吗？”林晚星问。 　　“她……应该也是活着的时候工作很忙的类型，我们家庭关系比较疏远，但有一年暑假，她来英国度假，有教我下围棋。” 　　林晚星这才明白，王法刚才为什么会问卖课大叔关于围棋的问题，想来是在外祖母的故乡，就不能接受有人话里话外贬低女性。 　　林晚星：“我不会下围棋，小时候爷爷奶奶光教我奥数和背古诗了。” 　　王法：“我下得也不算好。” 　　他声音淡淡的，没什么特别的情绪波动。面容沉静，目光悠远，配着身后大丛大丛的芙蓉花，好像要融进秋日的背景色中去。 　　林晚星忽然不知该怎么进行下去这个话题，只能换个角度聊天：“永川呢？我在永川生活挺多年的，你去了以后我可以给你写个攻略，告诉你哪里有什么好吃的。” 　　她讲到这里，王法突然看向她，喊了她的名字：“林晚星。” 　　林晚星心底打了个激灵：“干嘛，不要突然喊全名，有点吓人。” 　　王法：“小林老师，我们已经在这里呆了20分钟，请问这里真是卖东西的好地方吗？” 　　林晚星：“教练不要着急嘛，你是不是拿气球拿累了，不然换我来？” 　　王法挑了挑眉：“倒也不急，就是看你吃完了茶叶蛋和玉米，有点饿了。” 　　“那时间也差不多了。”林晚星笑着看向公园出口处。 　　将近中午，间或有游玩结束的家长带孩子向外走，孩子往往都依依不舍。 　　“我跟你说，我们这地方真很不错。”林晚星给王法解释，“首先竞争对手就很少，然后呢，马上游乐园中午散场，家长会带孩子从这里走。那个时候，小朋友肯定会赖着不想走还想玩对不对，如果他们又看中气球，爸爸妈妈往往会答应这个要求，买气球哄哄宝宝，这就叫逆向思维！” 　　她话音未落，一个胖乎乎的小朋友在她跟前停下。 　　小男孩仰着头，手臂堆满肉，藕段似的。他盯着王法手里漂浮在半空中的气球，不肯走了。 　　林晚星看向王法，笑了起来。 　　气球卖得比想象中更快，林晚星推销卖力，主打氦气球的安全性。王法的态度也很好，总是蹲着让孩子们挑选喜欢的气球。 　　不多时，他们手里的气球就卖剩下最后一个。 　　他们面前站着最后一对小情侣。 　　男生掏出手机，要扫付款二维码。 　　林晚星抬头看着王法，那瞬间，青年正微低头看她。阳光下，他瞳仁颜色像蜜糖一样。 　　“喜欢吗？”林晚星也抬头，笑着问王法。 　　没等王法回答，林晚星收起二维码，对面前要付款的男生说：“最后一个我们不卖了了。” 　　她说完，拉着王法的手，握住气球的绳子，绕过他的手掌，细致地绑了个蝴蝶结，笑道：“临别礼物。” 　　王法低头，看着掌心系着的蝴蝶结怔愣。 　　在他手腕向上很多的地方，粉色的米妮气球随风摆动。 　　秋日回忆如同梦境。 　　很多年后林晚星回忆起来，仍能想起王法那时的惊讶神情。像被风拂过的绿色池塘，或者阳光下被照得透亮的香樟叶片。
Chapter 58 Balloon The word actor refers to the performer of a certain role in the performing arts.　　Put it here for Qin Ao, it is more appropriate to describe it as "childcare".　　At the entrance of the playground in the small park, there is a crowd of people on weekends, and parents and children and young couples are crowded.　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa came to the agreed place and were instantly stunned.　　The sweet scent of the autumn playground is overflowing. Banana boats sway up and down, and young tourists scream. Parents take their children to draw sand paintings at the entrance of the playground, and every time the merry-go-round plays a cheerful music, there are immature smiles swirling by.　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa waited for the students for a while, and they were already surrounded by two groups of people to push children's Go classes and primary school Olympiad lessons.　　A middle-aged man stuffed advertising paper into Lin Wanxing's hand.　　The leaflet is full of flowers, Lin Wanxing looked at the four-point answer on "why do children want to learn Go", and couldn't help but ask Wang Fa: "Do I look suitable for learning children's Go?" "When the baby starts to learn Go, he has to be accompanied by his parents, if you think you can't learn, you can let your husband come!" The uncle who sells classes is obviously a veteran, and he said it directly.　　Lin Wanxing was stunned: "No...... We didn't ......." 　　"Oh, it's not born yet, think it's too early?" The middle-aged man who was selling children's Go lessons immediately took out another leaflet, "Our institution also has early education classes, but you two are not born now, so you have plans to ask for them in the future, early education classes are simpler than Go, and you women can understand them." Uncle's sales strategy is free to advance and retreat, in short, it is a net of heaven and earth, a full range of three-dimensional services, only you can't think of a class that he can't sell.　　Lin Wanxing was already unhappy when she heard her uncle's last words.　　Wang Fa suddenly looked at the uncle who sold the class and asked, "What do you mean by 'eating'?" The young man wore a black short-sleeved shirt today, and his cap was pressed low, revealing a well-cut jawline. His voice was clear again, and the uncle who sold the class was shocked, and suddenly silenced.　　"Why do you say that the seventh son lives along the border and loses?" 　　"Since it is the high man in the belly, why is there a saying about the belly of the golden horn and the silver edge of the grass?" 　　Three questions in a row, the uncle who sells classes doesn't know three questions.　　Wang Fa understood: "You don't know how to play Go." His voice was faint, with a hint of surprise.　　The uncle looked embarrassed, but he was not convinced: "Isn't it that I didn't learn Go well when I was a child, so I can't study, and I can only sell lessons in the end!" "Are you okay with your studies?" 　　Lin Wanxing heard Wang Fa ask her this.　　"It's not ...... Make do. Lin Wanxing replied.　　"What college did you go to?" Wang Fa asked.　　"Yongcheon University." 　　"How many points did you get in?" 　　"720......" Lin Wanxing replied, and only then did she realize that Wang Fa belittled her because of the uncle who sold classes just now and helped her out.　　However, hearing her answer, Wang Fa was also silent.　　But Wang Fa still quickly looked at the uncle who sold the class calmly: "It seems that our children should not have to attend your early education class." The uncle who sold the class probably didn't meet someone who loved to dismantle the stage so much, so he sprayed directly: "What are you pretending, the full score is 750, and you only deduct 30 points from 700?" "Well, the Chinese composition is a little off-topic, and there should be a little more points deducted from it." Lin Wanxing said embarrassedly.　　Uncle Selling Classes: "......" 　　Seeing that the uncle was speechless, Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa prepared to go to the side for a while and continue to wait for the students.　　At this moment, Lin Wanxing felt someone tap her on the shoulder, and she turned her head to see a person wearing a brown horse-faced hood. The other party held a rope in his hand and looked up along the rope in his hand, on which were tied all kinds of colorful and cute balloons, floating under the clear autumn sky.　　Lin Wanxing was startled, squinted her eyes and said, "What are you doing, Qin Ao!" The holster man was also shocked: "How do you know it's me, I didn't say a word!" "A person who sells balloons in the park, he is black and tall, he will deliberately greet me, and the most important thing is that he has a scar on his hand like Qin Ao, so what is the probability that he is not Qin Ao?" Lin Wanxing asked rhetorically.　　The leather jacket man pulled off the horse's face hood with a "swish", and Qin Ao showed a very annoyed expression: "Damn, I just asked you to come and meet, why did I bump into you and pretend to be forced again?" Lin Wanxing was very wronged, so she could only look at Wang Fa innocently.　　Wang Fa was even more innocent: "I just seem to have asked a few questions. The uncle on the side almost vomited blood, and he didn't look back.　　Lin Wanxing continued to turn her head to look at Qin Ao: "Why are you asking us here to be some kind of 'actors', you don't want us to play 'hawkers' to experience life, right?" Qin Ao stiffened his neck, his face flushed, obviously guessing his mind but unwilling to admit it. I saw that his mind was racing, and he suddenly covered his stomach and shouted: "Teacher, I'm going to the toilet, you help me take off the balloon!" After speaking, Lin Wanxing was stuffed with a large handful of balloons by the students in her hand.　　And Qin Ao put the horse's face hood back on his head, and ran away without looking back.　　The park is also a relaxing atmosphere on a day off, with the sweet scent of marshmallows brought by the wind.　　Lin Wanxing held a large handful of balloons and raised her head. Under the sun, Minnie, Joy, Superman, Batman...... Various animated character balloons gently collide under the tall camphor tree.　　The leaves sifted through the gold coin-like spots, and Lin Wanxing asked Wang Fa: "Is he not coming back?" "Apparently yes." Wang Fa said.　　The huge park is full of people, hills, ponds, gardens, ...... 　　The lotus flowers were half gone, revealing the delicate lotus canopy inside, and they didn't know where Qin Ao was hiding to observe them.　　Lin Wanxing directly took out her mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to ask Qin Ao.　　Lin Wanxing: How long will it take to come back?　　Qin Ao: Is there a shit like you, you send WeChat reminders Lin Wanxing: If you don't come for five minutes, I'll release your balloon.　　Qin Ao: Don't don't, don't want me, the helium balloon costs 7 yuan, a thief TM is expensive, you have to sell it for at least 15 Lin Wanxing: I sell it?　　Qin Ao: Do you understand or not, isn't this just to let you and the coach go out for a walk, and you two have a day off and stay at home all day Lin Wanxing: The money you make is seventy-three.　　Qin Ao: Why don't you grab ??????　　Lin Wanxing: Four-six, I'm six, you're four.　　Qin Ao: ...... Gan! Okay Lin Wanxing put the phone back in his pocket, and Wang Fa stood aside.　　Lin Wanxing reported the results of the negotiation to Wang Fa: "We will divide it with Qin Ao. Wang Fa: "Actually, you can talk about eighty-two." Lin Wanxing said with a smile: "Then he will definitely not do it, and he will immediately flush back from the toilet without washing his hands." Lin Wanxing held a large handful of balloons and chatted with Wang Fa while walking.　　She told Wang Fa that she had been very fond of the balloons sold in the park since she was a child, and she felt that a large cluster of balloons was floating in a dreamy way, and she could imagine countless strange scenes.　　But one day her dream came true, and she felt ...... 　　"It's tiring to pull the balloons." Lin Wanxing sighed.　　"Didn't your family buy it for you?" Wang Fa put his hands in his pockets, half-tilted his head, looked at the balloon and asked.　　"At that time, they were all hydrogen balloons, and my grandparents didn't think it was safe and didn't buy them." When Lin Wanxing said this, she took out her mobile phone and asked Qin Ao - "Are you really selling helium balloons?" Qin Ao: Yes, you haven't educated absolutely! No! Sell hydrogen! Gas! Ball!　　Lin Wanxing held down the voice button: "Safety is more important than Mount Tai!" A gust of wind blew, and they happened to be walking on the wooden bridge across the pond, Lin Wanxing hurriedly put the mobile phone back in her pocket and hurriedly grabbed the balloon.　　Wang Fa was behind her, reaching out to hold her shoulder.　　The next moment, Lin Wanxing felt Wang Fa holding her hand, her fingers brushing her palm, and holding the balloon rope with her backhand.　　His fingertips are rough and have many calluses, which is completely different from the fair and slender appearance of his appearance. Although he is a coach, he also conducts various physical trainings and never relaxes his requirements for himself.　　Just when Lin Wanxing was stunned, Wang Fa's voice sounded in her ears.　　"Let go." 　　Lin Wanxing subconsciously let go of his hand, and Wang Fa took the big clump of balloons.　　Lin Wanxing looked back at him.　　The youth holds a large cluster of colorful balloons, with a green pool of water and a blue sky behind him.　　Lin Wanxing just wanted to say something.　　Wang Fa: "Safety is more important than Mount Tai. Lin Wanxing: "......" 　　Comrade Wang Fa's language art is that he does not speak much but is subtle, and he will never suffer in terms of price.　　It's like he's holding a canopy of balloons in his hand right now, and the division between them becomes -- "Eighty-two divides, I'm eight and you're two." 　　Lin Wanxing and he were walking across the wooden bridge, and when they heard the price, they immediately protested: "You are too ruthless!" "The balloon is now I'm holding it." Wang Fa said.　　"But I also have a huge contribution!" 　　"What contribution?" 　　"For example, I can take you to a good place to sell things." 　　Lin Wanxing took Wang Fa across the wooden bridge, bypassed the hill in the park, passed through a wide magnolia forest, and stood at the back gate of the park.　　They face the road, and across the street is a parking lot, which is much less vendory than the entrance to the amusement park.　　Wang Fa dragged a large tent of balloons, and there was only an old woman sitting next to him who sold tea eggs.　　The aroma of tea leaves and eggs is fragrant, the corn is still hot on the pot, and the eggs with broken shells rise and fall in the miso soup.　　Lin Wanxing swallowed her saliva and squatted in front of the stall. Before her own business opened, she spent the money first.　　When she turned around with tea, eggs and corn, she found Wang Fa sitting down on the guardrail outside the park with one hand.　　Lin Wanxing glanced at the height of the guardrail, and could only peel off the shell of the tea egg and stand silently beside him.　　Compared to the busy park, it's really quiet outside. There are many hibiscus trees planted around, and it is the season of flowers, and the large pink hibiscus is delicate.　　Lin Wanxing peeled tea eggs while chatting with Wang Fa.　　She told Wang Fa that in fact, the park was designed by a French designer a hundred years ago, and like the stadium, it is a work of that era.　　At that time, the designers wanted to create an elegant park, but somehow, times changed, and it gradually became a children's paradise.　　She told Wang Fa the story of her childhood. She said her grandfather would take her to the park every week. At that time, it seemed that money was exchanged for game tickets, and a ticket could take a small train around the amusement park, and she had to take it four or five times each time, and her grandfather always took her to enjoy it.　　She talked a lot, and Wang Fafa sat aside and listened carefully.　　Lin Wanxing ate the last bite of tea eggs, licked his fingers, and asked him: "Why did you come back from abroad and come to Hongjing to rent a house?" Wang Fa: "My grandmother told me that she grew up in Hongjing when she was a child, and she said that it was very beautiful and comfortable, so I always wanted to come and see it." This is probably the first time Lin Wanxing has heard Wang Fa talk about his family and why he chose to come to Hongjing.　　"That'...... Did Grandma mention any attractions that you particularly wanted to visit? We can ......," Lin Wanxing originally wanted to say, "We can go before you go." But when she thought about it, Wang Fa has always been mysterious, and she may have been shopping alone a long time ago, so she didn't talk about it halfway through the conversation.　　Wang Fa: "Actually, I don't remember much, she passed away early, and she mentioned the old house at home, but now that someone else lives, I don't bother to go." "Didn't grandma take you when she was a kid?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　She ...... I think it's also the type who was very busy with work when I was alive, and our family relationship was relatively estranged, but one summer, she came to the UK for a holiday and taught me to play Go. Lin Wanxing then understood why Wang Fa asked the uncle about Go just now, thinking that he was in his grandmother's hometown, he couldn't accept that someone was belittling women.　　Lin Wanxing: "I don't know how to play Go, when I was a child, my grandparents just taught me Olympiad math and memorizing ancient poems." Wang Fa: "I'm not doing well." His voice was faint, and there were no special mood swings. The face is calm, the eyes are long, and the large bushes of hibiscus flowers behind him seem to melt into the background color of autumn.　　Lin Wanxing suddenly didn't know how to proceed with this topic, so she could only chat from a different angle: "What about Yongchuan?" I've lived in Yongchuan for many years, and I can write you a guide after you go, telling you where to eat there. When she said this, Wang Fa suddenly looked at her and called her name: "Lin Wanxing." Lin Wanxing felt a stir in her heart: "What, don't suddenly call your full name, it's a little scary." Wang Fa: "Mr. Xiaolin, we've been here for 20 minutes, is this really a good place to sell things?" Lin Wanxing: "Don't worry, coach, are you tired of taking balloons, otherwise change me?" Wang Fa raised his eyebrows: "It's not in a hurry, it's just that you're a little hungry after eating the tea eggs and corn." "That's about the same time." Lin Wanxing smiled and looked at the exit of the park.　　Nearly noon, occasionally parents who have finished playing take their children out, and the children are often reluctant.　　"I'll tell you, we're a pretty good place." Lin Wanxing explained to Wang Fa, "First of all, there are few competitors, and then, the horse amusement park ends at noon, and parents will take their children from here." At that time, children will definitely rely on not wanting to go and want to play, right, if they fancy the balloon again, parents will often agree to this request, buy balloons to coax the baby, this is called reverse thinking! Before she could finish speaking, a chubby child stopped in front of her.　　The little boy tilted his head back, and his arms were piled with flesh, like lotus roots. He stared at the balloon floating in mid-air in Wang Fa's hand and refused to leave.　　Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa and laughed.　　The balloon sold faster than expected, and Lin Wanxing worked hard to promote the safety of helium balloons. Wang Fa's attitude is also very good, always squatting to let the children choose their favorite balloons.　　In a short time, the balloon in their hands was sold for the last one.　　In front of them stood the last little couple.　　The boy took out his mobile phone and wanted to scan the QR code for payment.　　Lin Wanxing looked up at Wang Fa, and at that moment, the young man was looking down at her slightly. In the sun, his pupils are like honey.　　"Do you like it?" Lin Wanxing also raised her head and asked Wang Fa with a smile.　　Without waiting for Wang Fa to answer, Lin Wanxing put away the QR code and said to the boy in front of him who was going to pay: "We won't sell the last one." After she finished speaking, she took Wang Fa's hand, held the rope of the balloon, bypassed his palm, tied a bow carefully, and said with a smile: "Parting gift." Wang Fa lowered his head and looked at the bow tied in his palm and was stunned.　　Much upwards on his wrist, pink Minnie Mouse balloons swayed in the wind.　　Autumn memories are like dreams.　　Many years later, when Lin Wanxing recalled it, she could still remember Wang Fa's surprised look at that time. Like a green pond blown by the wind, or camphor leaves illuminated in the sun.

第59章 嘱咐 　　折腾了一天， 周日学生们总营业额高达2000元之巨。 　　光气球小组纯利润，就有300块。 　　林晚星没和秦敖客气，提了180块。王法也没和她客气， 八二开， 拿了144块，给她留了36。 　　而真正达到学生们的数额是在周二，也就是王法离开的前一天。 　　学生们累计收入达到7921.3元。 　　那天晚间训练后，学生们照例在天台上数着钞票。现金积累了很厚一叠。 　　天是靛青色，星星也很明亮。 　　林晚星送给王法的米妮气球，被绑在了天台护栏上， 于夜空中摇摇晃晃。 　　林晚星和王法下楼，买了饮料。 　　他们再推开天台们的时候，付新书一个人靠在天台角落， 离数钱团伙不远。这种活动付新书往往不会参与， 只是坐在一旁看。 　　林晚星递给他一瓶水， 男生怔了下，然后仰头说“谢谢老师”。 　　“感觉怎么样？”林晚星跟着在他旁边坐下。天台楼板被太阳烤了一天， 现在还有暖烘烘的温度。 　　付新书看她，表情一时迷茫，很快又反应过来她在问什么。 　　“很好、真的很好。”男生又重复了一遍。 　　“我以前觉得赚钱很难。”付新书说。 　　林晚星盘腿坐在地上，给自己开了罐可乐， 听学生说话。男生是单眼皮，睫毛很长，但总是下垂着，因此总显得温柔乖顺。 　　“我小时候家里还挺有钱的， 那时候我爸还有钱送我去踢足球， 后来出事了， 家里欠了很多债，就变穷了。我妈身体也不好，为了搞钱我干了很多活，一直觉得赚钱太难了。” 　　付新书讲起家里的事情，又轻又慢，生怕自己再说大声一点，会被在不远处快乐数钱的队友们听到。 　　林晚星望着自己的学生，点了点头，没有讲话，她觉得付新书更需要一个安静的听众。 　　“反正踢球肯定不能赚钱，我一直知道自己水平在哪，所以当时你让我们写最想要的东西的时候，我写了‘读个好大学’，我知道只有读书才能翻身。不过我学习成绩和踢球差不多，不上不下，勉强读个大学吧。那时候真就有那种‘什么都想要，但什么都做不到’的感觉。” 　　“那现在呢？”林晚星问。 　　“现在？现在说起来可能有点自大，就这几天让我觉得赚钱也不难。也不是不难吧，还是很累。但不知道为什么，看着一点点赚到想要的数额，有种我能生活下去的感觉，很踏实，和以前不太一样。”付新书喝了一大口水，嘴唇很红，眼睛也亮亮的。 　　“你以后会有很好的生活。”林晚星笑着说道。 　　她和付新书聊天，后来秦敖、陈江河他们也拿了饮料凑过来。 　　学生们开始讨论明天的计划。 　　他们准备把之前囤货的库存清完，然后一起去办健身馆的卡。最后看剩下多少钱，晚上吃烤肉。 　　虽然是夜晚，但天台上有丰富多彩的声音。 　　学生们喝完饮料，很熟练地把塑料瓶放在地上，”咔吱”一脚踩扁。 　　王法一直坐在他习惯的位置上，脚搁在天台的栏杆上，他会偶尔喝两口可乐，冰块在碳酸水中漂浮，间或碰撞杯壁，叮叮当当。 　　总之，那确实是个让人异常放松的夜晚。 　　以至于林晚星完全懒得去想，那个今天在冰箱塞满饮料的人，其实第二天就要离开。 　　周三，林晚星起得很早。 　　按照平常习惯，她一般会下楼吃早点，有时候出门在天台碰到王法早起，他们就一起去。但更多时候，她会自己吃完，再给王法带一份。 　　梧桐新村早餐选择余地太大，林晚星经常这里喝碗鱼糊粉又去那边买碗面。 　　明明已经吃不下了，可看到路边水煎包诱人她还想买，后面这些大多便宜王法了。 　　按照以往习惯，她吃完早点回家，王法一般已经起来。 　　他会坐在天台简陋的阳伞底下，准备当日的训练计划。 　　那时学生们还没来，他有时候是喝水，有时候在吃零食，偶尔林晚星也能闻到天台上散开的烟味。 　　但今天，王法没有准时出现在天台，室外空荡荡的，只有砖缝里的杂草随风摇摆。 　　林晚星把买的豆浆和水煎包放在户外桌上，转身回自己房间收拾。 　　但等她再出门时，放在桌上的塑料袋还保持原样，只是豆浆被风吹倒。 　　不远处，绑在栏杆上的粉色米妮气球左右摇晃飘荡，仿佛一切如常，但又有什么不一样了。 　　林晚星犹豫了下，还是走到王法的房门前。 　　她下意识想敲门，又觉得不妥，怕王法在睡觉吵醒了不好。想到这里，她拿出手机，给王法发了条消息：早餐放外面桌上了。 　　林晚星收回手机，路过王法窗前时，她看到了他的房间。 　　屋子里很干净。 　　干净是个相对的词。 　　王法家里本来就很干净，他习惯良好，东西不多，家里总保持着不属于单身男性的清爽整洁。 　　但不管怎样，只要是家总会有生活的痕迹。 　　比方讲沙发上的盖毯，茶几上的杯子，随手扔下的本子和铅笔…… 　　现在这些表面的东西都被一扫而空，整个房间像没人住过一样干净。 　　林晚星为此找了一个最恰当的形容词，她感到自己心跳加快。所以她做了平时绝不会做的事，她开始敲门。 　　起初是平静的三下，但屋内没有回应，她开始用力敲门。 　　“哐哐”声在天台上回响，四周空旷，声音格外清晰。 　　林晚星被自己的敲门声一激，瞬间冷静下来。她拿出手机，拨打王法的微信电话。 　　等待时间格外煎熬，林晚星虽然已做好王法不会接电话的准备。但接通瞬间底噪响起时，她还是有种如释重负感。 　　微信语音不会很快听清对方，底噪持续了一段时间，她才听到王法的声音。 　　“喂？”王法的声音听上去很平淡。 　　“你在哪？”林晚星缓了口气，问，“走了吗？” 　　电话那头的人静了片刻，说：“还没有，你往前走点，看南边。” 　　林晚星依言走向天台边缘走，望向远处球场。 　　她的视线越过烟灰色水泥看台，绿茵场上，有人朝她遥遥挥手。 　　虽然不是很能看清，但林晚星却一眼认出，那是王法。 　　青年照常穿着黑色棉T和洗得边角有点泛白的运动短裤，看起来很随意。 　　在他身边，是个身材高大的高中男生，戴着崭新的门将手套，正是冯锁。 　　王法站在草地上，远远指了指她的位置，冯锁于是很兴奋地跳起来，朝她挥手。 　　碧空如洗，绿草如茵，一切都仿佛象征今天有个美好的天气。 　　林晚星松了口气，下楼，来到球场边上。 　　王法正在对冯锁进行1对1守门员训练。 　　他从基础的动作开始纠正，指导冯锁的扑救动作。他很耐心，一遍又一遍让冯锁重复，不厌其烦。 　　林晚星看了一会儿，王法让冯锁休息喝点水。 　　他拿着足球在手里转了一圈，清淡的视线移来。 　　“今天这么早吗？”林晚星问。 　　“是，我晚上就走，所以临时喊冯锁出来多教一点。” 　　王法说这句话时语气很寻常，好像要走是去哪里出个差，或者旅行几天一般稀松平常。 　　林晚星：“要走是……去永川吗？” 　　“对，在催入职了。”王法答。 　　冯锁一直伸长脖子，在旁偷听。 　　听到这句话的时候，林晚星见学生眼睛瞪大，表情僵硬。 　　她想自己的脸色大概也差不多。 　　“我还以为明天才走。”林晚星说。 　　“其实也没什么区别。”王法顿了顿，看了眼冯锁，“上次说过的守门员教练，可能单独有些困难，还是得先着重找到新的球队教练。”他边说，边用脚背随意拨动足球，“我对本地不熟，不好推荐，你从本地俱乐部着手找找，应该能找到。有余力，再找专业的守门员教练。” 　　林晚星其实心里有很多话想讲。 　　比如“我们之前不是聊过你远程指导”一类，但这些话都到了嘴边，她也清楚那不过是安慰学生的托词。 　　王法如果真要执教永川恒大，不会有那么多时间指导他们。他们得找个新教练，最好再找个守门员教练，这是王法很诚恳的建议。 　　林晚星到了少见的词穷时刻，她最后只能说：“我去问问我们体育组的老师，看有没有认识的。” 　　“有需要的话，我到了永川也能帮你打听。” 　　“谢谢你了。”林晚星说。 　　“应该的。” 　　如果一段对话进行到了客套阶段，就意味着该结束了。 　　林晚星看向学校的方向，说：“我回去收拾一下，等会准备上班，那你今天什么时候走？” 　　她尽量让自己声音听上去很平常。 　　“晚饭后。”王法给了准确的时间截点，并说，“等下他们来训练，我会和球员说，你不用担心，去上班吧。” 　　这好像是再平常不过的告别，林晚星仍处于一种很不确定的状态。 　　明明王法早就说过要走，她和学生们，她们都一直在心中默默倒计时。 　　可真到了这天，她竟开始计较王法要提前半天离开这点小事。 　　吹着路上柔和的晨风，林晚星陷入短暂回忆。 　　其实她和王法也没有很熟，他们认识还不到一个月，这样算来，她更没理由挽留他。 　　可不知怎的，她心里像被一团棉花堵住。 　　相反的，身边的空气又像被挖去一块，让人总觉得少了点什么。 　　思来想去，似乎是因为王法总陪伴在他们身边。 　　虽然他嘴上冷淡，又爱逗她，但他好像永远会坐在那片看台上。 　　一旦他属于球场，就永远冷静而胜券在握。 　　支柱一般。
Chapter 59 Instructions After a day of tossing, the total turnover of the students on Sunday was as high as 2,000 yuan.　　The net profit of the balloon group alone is 300 yuan.　　Lin Wanxing was not polite to Qin Ao and offered 180 yuan. Wang Fa was not polite to her, eighty-two opened, took 144 yuan, and left her 36.　　The real amount of money reached for the students was on Tuesday, the day before Wang Fa left.　　The cumulative income of the students reached 7921.3 yuan.　　After the evening training, the students counted the bills on the rooftop as usual. Cash accumulates a thick stack.　　The sky is indigo and the stars are bright.　　The Minnie Mouse balloon that Lin Wanxing gave to Wang Fa was tied to the rooftop railing and swayed in the night sky.　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa went downstairs and bought drinks.　　When they pushed the rooftops away again, Fu Xinshu leaned against the corner of the rooftops alone, not far from the money-counting gang. This kind of activity often doesn't involve the new book, just sits and reads.　　Lin Wanxing handed him a bottle of water, the boy was stunned, then raised his head and said, "Thank you, teacher."　　"How does it feel?" Lin Wanxing followed and sat down next to him. The rooftop floor has been baked by the sun for a day, and now it is still warm.　　Fu Xinshu looked at her, his expression was confused for a while, and he quickly reacted to what she was asking.　　"It's good, it's really good." The boy repeated.　　"I used to think it was hard to make money." Fu Xinshu said.　　Lin Wanxing sat cross-legged on the ground, opened a can of Coke for herself, and listened to the students. Boys have single eyelids and long eyelashes, but they are always drooping, so they always look gentle and obedient.　　"When I was a kid, my family was quite rich, and my dad had money to send me to play football, and then something happened, and the family had a lot of debts, and they became poor. My mother is also not in good health, I have done a lot of work to make money, and I have always felt that it is too difficult to make money. Fu Xinshu talked about things at home, lightly and slowly, for fear that if he said it louder, he would be heard by his teammates who were happily counting money not far away.　　Lin Wanxing looked at her students, nodded, and did not speak, she felt that Fu Xinshu needed a quiet listener more.　　"Anyway, you can't make money playing football, I always knew where I was, so when you asked us to write what we wanted the most, I wrote 'go to a good university', and I knew that only by reading could I turn over. But my academic performance is similar to playing football, I can't go up or down, and I can barely go to college. At that time, I really had the feeling of 'I wanted everything, but I couldn't do anything.' "And now?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Now? It may be a bit arrogant to say now, but these few days make me feel that it is not difficult to make money. It's not that it's not difficult, it's still very tiring. But I don't know why, watching a little bit of earning the amount I want, I feel like I can live, very down-to-earth, not the same as before. Fu Xinshu took a big sip of water, his lips were very red, and his eyes were bright.　　"You're going to have a good life in the future." Lin Wanxing said with a smile.　　She chatted with Fu Xinshu, and later Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe also came over with drinks.　　The students began to discuss their plans for tomorrow.　　They are going to clear the inventory they had stocked up on before, and then go to the gym together to get a card. Finally, see how much money is left, and eat barbecue in the evening.　　Although it was night, there were colorful sounds on the rooftop.　　After the students finished their drinks, they skillfully placed the plastic bottles on the ground and "clicked" on them.　　Wang Fa had been sitting in his usual position, his feet resting on the railing of the rooftop, and he would occasionally take two sips of Coke, and the ice cubes would float in the carbonated water, occasionally clinking against the walls of the cup.　　All in all, it was a very relaxing night.　　So much so that Lin Wanxing didn't bother to think about it at all, the person who stuffed the refrigerator with drinks today was actually leaving the next day.　　On Wednesday, Lin Wanxing woke up early.　　According to her usual habits, she usually goes downstairs to eat breakfast, and sometimes when she goes out on the rooftop and meets Wang Fa and gets up early, they go together. But more often than not, she would finish it herself and bring another one to Wang Fa.　　Wutong New Village has too much choice for breakfast, Lin Wanxing often drinks bowls of fish paste here and goes there to buy bowls of noodles.　　Obviously, she can't eat it anymore, but she still wants to buy it when she sees the tempting fried buns on the roadside, and most of these are cheap.　　According to the previous habit, she went home early after eating, and Wang Fa was generally up.　　He would sit under a simple parasol on the rooftop and prepare his training plan for the day.　　At that time, the students had not yet come, sometimes he was drinking water, sometimes he was eating snacks, and occasionally Lin Wanxing could smell the smoke spreading from the rooftop.　　But today, Wang Fa did not show up on the rooftop on time, and the outside was empty, only the weeds in the brick cracks swaying in the wind.　　Lin Wanxing put the soy milk and fried buns she bought on the outdoor table, turned around and went back to her room to clean up.　　But when she went out again, the plastic bag on the table was still the same, except that the soy milk was blown down by the wind.　　Not far away, pink Minnie Mouse balloons tied to the railing swayed from side to side, as if everything was business as usual, but something different.　　Lin Wanxing hesitated, but still walked to the door of Wang Fa's room.　　She subconsciously wanted to knock on the door, but she felt that it was inappropriate, afraid that Wang Fa would wake up from sleep. Thinking of this, she took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Wang Fa: Breakfast was placed on the table outside.　　Lin Wanxing took back her mobile phone, and when she passed by Wang Fa's window, she saw his room.　　The house was very clean.　　Clean is a relative word.　　Wang Fa's house was originally very clean, he had good habits, he didn't have many things, and his home always kept clean and tidy that did not belong to single men.　　But no matter what, as long as it is home, there will always be traces of life.　　For example, a blanket on the sofa, a cup on the coffee table, a notebook and pencil thrown away...... 　　Now all these superficial things have been swept away, and the whole room is as clean as no one has ever lived in.　　Lin Wanxing found the most appropriate adjective for this, and she felt her heart beat faster. So she did something she would never normally do, and she started knocking on the door.　　At first it was a quiet three clicks, but there was no response from inside the house, and she began to knock the door.　　The sound of "clang" echoed on the rooftop, and the surrounding space was extremely clear.　　Lin Wanxing was agitated by her knock on the door and instantly calmed down. She took out her mobile phone and dialed Wang Fa's WeChat number.　　The waiting time was extremely torturous, although Lin Wanxing was prepared that Wang Fa would not answer the phone. But when the noise sounded at the moment of connection, she still felt a sense of relief.　　The WeChat voice will not hear the other party clearly, and the background noise lasted for a while before she heard Wang Fa's voice.　　"Hello?" Wang Fa's voice sounded flat.　　"Where are you?" Lin Wanxing breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Are you leaving?" The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment and said, "Not yet, you go forward and look south." Lin Wanxing walked to the edge of the rooftop as she said and looked at the court in the distance.　　Her gaze crossed the smoky cement stands, and someone waved at her on the green field.　　Although he couldn't see it very clearly, Lin Wanxing recognized it at a glance, it was Wang Fa.　　The young man looked casual in his usual black cotton T and sweat shorts with washed corners that were a little white.　　Next to him was a tall high school boy, wearing brand-new goalkeeper gloves, none other than Feng Suo.　　Wang Fa stood on the grass and pointed to her position from a distance, and Feng Suo jumped up excitedly and waved at her.　　The sky is blue, the grass is green, and everything seems to symbolize a beautiful weather today.　　Lin Wanxing breathed a sigh of relief, went downstairs, and came to the edge of the court.　　Wang Fa is conducting 1-on-1 goalkeeper training for Feng Suo.　　He started to correct from the basic movements and guided Feng Suo's saving actions. He was very patient, and asked Feng Suo to repeat it over and over again, and he never tired of it.　　Lin Wanxing watched for a while, and Wang Fa asked Feng Suo to rest and drink some water.　　He spun the soccer ball in his hand, his light gaze shifting.　　"Is it so early today?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Yes, I'll leave at night, so I temporarily called Feng Suo to come out and teach more." 　　Wang Fa's tone when he said this was very ordinary, as if he was going to go on a business trip somewhere, or traveling for a few days.　　Lin Wanxing: "If you want to go...... Do you want to go to Yongcheon? "Yes, it's rushing." Wang Fa replied.　　Feng Suo kept stretching his neck and eavesdropping.　　When she heard this, Lin Wanxing saw that the student's eyes widened and her expression stiffened.　　She figured that her face was probably the same.　　"I thought I was leaving tomorrow." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Actually, it doesn't make a difference." Wang Fa paused and glanced at Feng Suo, "The goalkeeper coach I said last time may have some difficulties alone, so we still have to focus on finding a new team coach first." He said, moving the ball with the instep of his foot, "I'm not familiar with the local area, it's not good to recommend, you start looking for it from the local club, you should be able to find it." If you have spare energy, find a professional goalkeeper coach. Lin Wanxing actually has a lot to say in her heart.　　For example, "We didn't talk about your remote guidance before", but these words came to her lips, and she knew that they were just excuses to comfort students.　　If Wang Fa really wants to coach Yongchuan Evergrande, he won't have so much time to guide them. They have to find a new coach, preferably a goalkeeper coach, this is Wang Fa's very sincere advice.　　Lin Wanxing reached a rare moment of word exhaustion, and she could only say in the end: "I'll ask the teachers of our physical education group to see if they know anyone." "If you need it, I can help you inquire when I arrive in Yongchuan." 　　"Thank you." Lin Wanxing said.　　"It should." 　　If a conversation reaches the polite stage, it's time to end.　　Lin Wanxing looked in the direction of the school and said, "I'll go back and clean up, and I'll get ready to go to work later, so when are you leaving today?" She tried to make her voice sound normal.　　"After dinner." Wang Fa gave the exact cut-off point and said, "Wait for them to come to training, and I will tell the players, you don't have to worry, go to work." This seems to be an ordinary farewell, and Lin Wanxing is still in a very uncertain state.　　Obviously, Wang Fa had already said that he was leaving, and she and the students, they had been silently counting down in their hearts.　　But on this day, she began to worry about the trivial matter that Wang Fa had to leave half a day early.　　Blowing the soft morning breeze on the road, Lin Wanxing fell into a brief memory.　　In fact, she and Wang Fa are not very familiar with each other, they have known each other for less than a month, so there is no reason for her to keep him.　　But somehow, her heart seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton.　　On the contrary, the air around me seems to have been dug out, which makes people always feel that something is missing.　　Thinking about it, it seems that it is because Wang Fa is always by their side.　　Although he was cold and teased her, he seemed to sit in the stands forever.　　Once he's on the pitch, he's always calm and winning.　　The pillars are general.

第60章 余辉 　　但王法确实要走。 　　林晚星很清楚这件事。 　　不管是王法清晰告知她年薪， 还是后来她接到中介电话，说是顶楼租客要退房。 　　这桩桩件件，都让林晚星都明白， 王法的确要走。 　　林晚星握着手机， 电话那头是她一直委托处理房屋出租事宜的中介。 　　中介说，顶楼那位租客很大方。 　　房租和押金和押金都按合同走，租客原来签了一年，押一付三，但会一次性按一年合同给完。 　　而且，租客还说， 不用为他留着房子，合约就此结束，可随意将房屋转租他人。 　　“这也大方的没谁了！” 　　中介用邀功似地口气说道。 　　“我知道了。”林晚星听完汇报， 淡淡地答了一句， 随后结束通话。 　　放下手机， 林晚星想，王法应该算个大气的房客。作为房东她理应高兴， 可她却没办法不感到失落。 　　因为这些内容，王法明明可以当面和她说。 　　比如他们早晨吃饭的时候，或者无聊晚上散步的时候，哪怕他们坐在看台等学生发呆时， 王法都可以讲。 　　但是没有。 　　她倒不觉得这是王法“不好意思”，应当说更多是种态度，到此为止的态度。 　　他很大方，一年房租， 足以抹平先前从她“骗”的那些小钱。 　　而他公事公办， 意图坚决， 确实要走。 　　差不多一整天时间，林晚星都呆在她的体育器材室里，思考关于王法的事。 　　倒不是什么儿女私情，而是她觉得这里有别的问题，她开始回忆认识王法的经过。 　　墙上公告泛黄，桌上的登记册多翻了几页，除此之外，连气温都和她刚入职那天一样热。 　　她第一天入职就遇到王法。 　　那天她去找陈江河收足球，在球场遇到陈江河与球探。王法出言提醒，她下去替陈江河赶走球探。 　　其实林晚星还挺想知道，如果她没有出现，王法是否会走下那片看台？他会不会“多管闲事”，为一个素未谋面的高中生，打发走“不怀好意”的球探？ 　　工作清闲，因此上班的时候，林晚星都在思考这个问题。 　　她想了大半天，答案还是“会”。 　　如果王法不是那样的人，他大可不管陈江河，不答应她在学生们第一次比赛请他“帮个小忙”，更不会那么多天来，陪伴在他们身边，制定战术、训练计划、悉心教导学生们。 　　他其实很耐心，虽然表现得漫不经心，但大多数时间他都认真细致。无论是教学生踢球还是教他们做人做事，都无可指摘。 　　所有这一切，都汇集成他“值那么多钱”的原因。 　　虽然这些都不代表他不会走，但还是有些地方的逻辑和情感不能匹配。 　　他在国外有大好前途，却选择回国。 　　他付了一年房租，却只住一个月不到，就要去新单位入职。 　　那他为什么回来，为了中国足球的未来？ 　　可他明明说过“我没有梦想”。 　　既然不是梦想，那就是是为了钱。 　　他也说过“他们给太多了”。 　　似乎整体逻辑也能自洽，可王法真像是可以用金钱打动的人吗？ 　　林晚星反复思索，找不到问题所在。 　　时间已至傍晚，电话声再响起，林晚星从漫长的思考中回神。 　　电话那头是付新书声音。 　　林晚星意识到，学生们已经一整天没来过小仓库了。 　　昨天男生们说要一起去“清库存”然后办健身卡，现在都快傍晚，东西应该早清完了。 　　按照学生们的习惯，如果还在学校附近活动，他们中午都会来她的小仓库混一下。 　　他们有时候来骗点吃的，也会拖出垫子睡午觉。 　　今天学生们一个都没来，肯定因为王法和他们说了要提前走的事。 　　“老师。”电话那头，付新书的声音听上去很平静，没有任何失落。 　　“嗯，怎么了？” 　　“今晚我们不训练了，你别去球场了，下班了直接来家里。” 　　付新书的“家里”，是指她和王法住的天台。 　　“好。”林晚星答。 　　“我们今天想吃烧烤，之前我们赚的钱还剩点，教练要走了，我们想在天台上烧烤，可以吗？”付新书问。 　　林晚星很欣慰学生们在做决定前会征询她的意见。 　　而他们现在听上去不吵不闹，情绪平和，肯定也是王法很认真同他们讲过一些话了。 　　虽然不清楚王法说了什么。但有些话，确实只有教练才能和他的球员们说。 　　林晚星握着手机沉默良久，直到付新书催促。 　　“啊，我知道了，我等会儿就回去。”林晚星说。 　　付新书：“烧烤呢？” 　　“当然没问题。”林晚星笑道。 　　像是为了映衬离别，今日天气格外晴好，到傍晚时，灿烂红云布满半边天空。 　　林晚星登上天台，看到了大片通红的云。 　　学生们架起烧烤架，买来的菜和炭火摆了一地。 　　他们各自忙碌着自己的事情，有人串肉，有人洗盘子。他们彼此间偶尔说两句话，没有很兴奋，但也没什么不高兴的。 　　看到她，学生们朝她挥挥手，打招呼，脸上也在笑。 　　林晚星注意到，男生们腿上有泥，衣服也脏，脸蛋是暴晒后的红色，今天应该也照常跟王法训练了。 　　于是她扫了眼天台，王法不在。 　　学生们努努嘴，示意她教练在家里。 　　林晚星看了眼王法的房门，没过去，早上已经急过了，现在反而释然不少。 　　“你们去办健身卡了吗？”林晚星去洗了手，然后加入男生们的穿串行列。 　　“去了啊，我们还谈了价，那边给了我们7500的新优惠。”秦敖懒洋洋地说，“而且我们还谈了，如果以后我们还想练，比如想换年卡，把差价补上就行。” 　　这是连她都没谈下来的优惠价格。 　　学生语气里很骄傲，几天的摸爬滚打，令他成长不少。 　　林晚星点点头，把竹签穿过基围虾。但虾子太滑，她一个没注意，给虾背捅对穿。 　　她被自己被吓了一跳。 　　“老师，你去喊教练来穿吧。”陈江河很嫌弃地说。 　　林晚星刚在想托词，就听到祁亮说：“别为难我们小林老师了，我们小林老师不敢的。” 　　“怎么叫不敢？”林晚星无语。 　　“你不是在躲着我们教练吗？” 　　祁亮的嘴角轻轻上挑，眼睛狭长，狐狸一样。 　　这很明显是激将法，可林晚星确实被激到了。 　　她干脆擦擦手，走到王法门前，敲了敲门。 　　“吱呀”一声，屋门打开。 　　放眼望去，房间里很干净，和她早上从窗口瞥见的一样干净。 　　王法穿着干净柔软的家居服，头发很湿，应该是刚冲完澡，所以正用毛巾擦着脑袋。 　　他目光明亮柔和，人站在门框内，微微低头，空气里是很淡的薄荷沐浴露味道，仿佛一切如常。 　　如果不是看到屋子里摊开的巨大行李箱，林晚星大概会误以为这是很普通的一个傍晚。 　　学生们刚赚了笔钱，吵着要吃烧烤。所以教练也同意提前结束训练，作为学生们连日辛苦训练的奖励。 　　她下班回来，洗个手，也加入穿串的行列。 　　因为穿虾失误，她被学生嫌弃，只能去喊教练来。 　　如果这是一个普通的傍晚，那接下来的剧情也可以想象-- 　　王法加入工作行列，学生们则边穿串边拌嘴。他们会因为谁把鸡翅烤糊、谁多吃两块肉吵起来，点燃的木炭溅出火星，一切热热闹闹。 　　林晚星都已经能预想到那样的场景了。 　　可“散伙饭”这三个字的存在，让一个普通傍晚的聚餐，有了不同意义。 　　“怎么了？”王法问。 　　林晚星将视线从行李收回，抬头看着王法：“什么时候走？” 　　“晚点。”王法说。 　　“今天晚点吗？”林晚星愣了下，下意识问了个已经知道答案的问题。 　　“是。” 　　“坐高铁吗，那吃晚饭要抓紧时间，我记得去永川最后一班车晚上十点。”她第一反应是这样，絮叨了两句，然后才意识到，王法说的等下就要走，确实是指搬着行李搬离开他们。 　　空气变得有些闷。 　　可能是她脸色不好，王法宽慰：“不用赶车，有人来接。” 　　也对，宏景到永川也不远，俱乐部派车来接，再正常不过。 　　“那也太赶了。”最终，林晚星只能无奈地这么说。 　　“是有一点。”王法说。 　　然后，他们就没有再说话了，和刚才设想的情况出现了细节性的偏差。 　　但大体上来说，学生们的情绪还不错。 　　在她喊完王法后，教练洗了洗手，加入学生们的穿串行列。 　　烧烤的乐趣，除了烧和烤和吃很多肉之外，就是大家聚在一起手忙脚乱的时光。 　　一会儿找不到买的黑胡椒，一会儿放多了腌鸡翅的配料……等要生碳火的时候，学生们发现火怎么都点不起来。 　　他们凑在一起百度半天，才发现生炭火不仅需要把木炭垒成特殊形状，还需要酒精等一些易燃物，干树叶或者棉花、报纸之类的。 　　家里有报纸但没有酒精，为保万无一失，林晚星被派下去向邻居们借东西。 　　她敲开了四楼住户门，说明来意。 　　楼下是位做小商品生意的阿姨。 　　“哦呦，家里怎么酒精都没有！”阿姨很意外。 　　“搬家过来忘带了。”林晚星说。 　　“酒精要备着的。”阿姨直接拿了一大瓶给她，“全给你们了。” 　　“多少钱，我给您。”林晚星说着要掏出手机付钱。 　　“一瓶酒精能有几个钱。”阿姨顿了顿，说，“小林啊，听说你们要搬走了？” 　　林晚星愣了下：“您听谁说的。” 　　“小李啊，我之前跟他讲了，我讲我有亲戚也要来宏景，想租房子，他跟我说现在顶楼空下来了，可以谈。”阿姨停顿了下，有点神秘兮兮地问，“你和小王你们这么快就要搬走了？” 　　小李是林晚星委托出租房屋的中介。 　　小王……应该指的就是王法。 　　林晚星看着阿姨，很平静地回答：“没，是他要搬走，我还住这。” 　　“分手啦？” 　　楼道里光线晦暗，因为天热，阿姨的脸有些红，眼神也在放光。 　　“不是，我们分别租了两套房子。我和他，我们……” 　　林晚想说到这里，停下了。 　　她澄清下她和王法的关系，可真要找那么一个合适的词汇，她又突然卡壳。 　　是“同事”吗？好像不是。 　　是“朋友”吗？好像也不至于熟到会租在一起。 　　更恰当的形容是，刚好恰好遇到的人，正在互相熟悉的过程中。 　　差不多是这样。 　　林晚星不再解释，再次和阿姨道谢，捧着酒精回到楼上。 　　再度推开天台门，天上的云烧到了极致，盛大绚烂。 　　因为景象壮观，学生们都拿出手机，对着天空一顿拍，见她回来，镜头移来，对准她。 　　“老师，笑一下！”男生挥着手说。 　　“有没有美颜功能啊？”林晚星把酒精交给付新书，凑过去。 　　也就这么一会儿工夫，天上的红云就转暗了，像烤炉中彻底烧红的碳。 　　不知谁将镜头转向王法。 　　青年正坐在他常坐的躺椅上，长腿交叠，望向远处的球场。晚霞红已经暗下，仿佛要迈入长夜。 　　林晚星想了下，喊道：“你在看什么？” 　　声音随风飘散，王法蓦地扭头。 　　那瞬间，他发梢濡湿，目光平静。 　　远处是球场的广袤草坪，和即将暗下的天。 　　而王法，仿佛要消融在夕阳最后的余辉中。 　　林晚星永远记得那个目光。 　　深沉晦暗，碳火将熄。
Chapter 60: Afterglow But Wang Fa does have to go.　　Lin Wanxing is very aware of this matter.　　Whether it was Wang Fa clearly informing her of her annual salary, or later she received a call from the agent, saying that the tenant on the top floor wanted to move out.　　This incident made Lin Wanxing understand that Wang Fa was indeed leaving.　　Lin Wanxing held her mobile phone, and the agent on the other end of the phone was the agent she had been entrusted with handling the rental of the house.　　The agent said that the tenant on the top floor was very generous.　　The rent and the deposit and the deposit are all according to the contract, and the tenant originally signed a one-year contract, and the deposit was paid three, but it will be paid in a lump sum according to the one-year contract.　　Moreover, the tenant also said that he did not need to keep the house for him, and the contract was over, and he could sublet the house to others at will.　　"No one is also generous!" 　　The intermediary said in an inviting tone.　　"I see." After listening to the report, Lin Wanxing replied lightly, and then ended the call.　　Putting down the phone, Lin Wanxing thought that Wang Fa should be regarded as an atmospheric tenant. She should be happy as a landlord, but she can't help but feel lost.　　Because of these contents, Wang Fa can obviously talk to her in person.　　For example, when they eat in the morning, or when they are bored and take a walk in the evening, even when they sit in the stands and wait for the students to be in a daze, Wang Fa can talk about it.　　But no.　　She doesn't think it's Wang Fa's "embarrassment", it should be said that it's more of an attitude, an attitude that ends here.　　He was very generous, and a year's rent was enough to wipe out the small money that he had "cheated" from her.　　And he was business-oriented, resolute in his intentions, and really wanted to go.　　For almost the whole day, Lin Wanxing stayed in her sports equipment room, thinking about Wang Fa.　　It's not that it's a child's personal relationship, but she feels that there is something else wrong here, and she begins to recall the process of knowing Wang Fa.　　The bulletin on the wall was yellowed, the register on the table had turned a few more pages, and beyond that, the temperature was as hot as the day she first joined.　　She met Wang Fa on her first day of employment.　　That day, she went to Chen Jianghe to collect the football and met Chen Jianghe and the scout on the field. Wang Fa reminded her to go down to drive away the scouts for Chen Jianghe.　　In fact, Lin Wanxing still wants to know, if she didn't show up, would Wang Fa walk down the stands? Will he be "nosy" and send away "ill-intentioned" scouts for a high school student he has never met?　　Work is idle, so when she goes to work, Lin Wanxing is thinking about this problem.　　She thought about it for a long time, but the answer was "yes".　　If Wang Fa wasn't that kind of person, he wouldn't have ignored Chen Jianghe, wouldn't have allowed her to ask him to "do a little favor" in the students' first competition, let alone be by their side for so many days, formulating tactics, training plans, and carefully teaching the students.　　He is actually very patient, and although he behaves casually, most of the time he is careful and meticulous. Whether it's teaching students to play football or teaching them to behave and do things, there's nothing to blame.　　All of this adds up to the reason why he is "worth so much money".　　Although none of this means that he won't go, there are still some places where logic and emotion can't match.　　He had a great future abroad, but chose to return to China.　　He paid a year's rent, but he only lived for less than a month, and he had to go to work in a new unit.　　So why did he come back, for the future of Chinese football?　　But he clearly said "I don't have a dream".　　Since it's not a dream, it's for money.　　He also said that "they give too much".　　It seems that the overall logic can also be self-consistent, but does Wang Fa really look like a person who can be impressed with money?　　Lin Wanxing thought about it again and again, but couldn't find the problem.　　It was evening, and the phone rang again, and Lin Wanxing came back to his senses from a long thought.　　On the other end of the phone was the voice of Fu Xinshu.　　Lin Wanxing realized that the students hadn't been to the small warehouse all day.　　Yesterday, the boys said that they would go together to "clear the inventory" and then get a fitness card, and now it's almost evening, and the things should be cleared early.　　According to the students' habits, if they are still active near the school, they will come to her small warehouse at noon to mingle.　　Sometimes they come to cheat for food, and they will also drag out the mat to take a nap.　　None of the students came today, it must have been because Wang Fa told them that they were going to leave early.　　"Teacher." On the other end of the phone, Fu Xinshu's voice sounded calm, without any loss.　　"Well, what's wrong?" 　　"We won't train tonight, you don't go to the stadium, come home after work." 　　Fu Xinshu's "home" refers to the rooftop where she and Wang Fa live.　　"Okay." Lin Wanxing replied.　　"We want to have a barbecue today, we still have some money left, the coach is leaving, we want to have a barbecue on the rooftop, is that okay?" Fu Xinshu asked.　　Lin Wanxing is relieved that students will consult her before making decisions.　　And they don't sound noisy or noisy now, and their mood is calm, and Wang Fa must have spoken something to them very seriously.　　Although it is not clear what Wang Fa said. But there are some things that only a coach can say to his players.　　Lin Wanxing held the mobile phone and was silent for a long time, until Fu Xinshu urged.　　"Ah, I see, I'll be back later." Lin Wanxing said.　　Fu Xinshu: "What about barbecue? "Of course no problem." Lin Wanxing said with a smile.　　As if to reflect the parting, the weather was exceptionally fine today, and by the evening, brilliant red clouds covered half of the sky.　　Lin Wanxing ascended to the rooftop and saw a large area of red clouds.　　The students set up barbecue grills, and bought vegetables and charcoal fires were placed on the ground.　　They each went about their own business, some skewered meat, some washed dishes. They said a few words to each other occasionally, not very excited, but not unhappy either.　　Seeing her, the students waved at her, greeted her, and smiled on their faces.　　Lin Wanxing noticed that the boys had mud on their legs, their clothes were dirty, and their faces were red after exposure to the sun.　　So she glanced at the rooftop, Wang Fa was not there.　　The students nunu pouted and motioned for her coach to be at home.　　Lin Wanxing glanced at Wang Fa's door, she hadn't passed, she had already rushed in the morning, and now she was relieved a lot.　　"Have you gone to get a gym card?" Lin Wanxing went to wash her hands, and then joined the boys' string dressing ranks.　　"Go, we also negotiated the price, and they gave us a new discount of 7500." Qin Ao said lazily, "And we have also talked about it, if we still want to practice in the future, such as if we want to change the annual card, just make up the difference." It was a great price that she hadn't even negotiated.　　The student's tone was very proud, and after a few days of hard work, he had grown a lot.　　Lin Wanxing nodded and passed the bamboo skewer through the Jiwei shrimp. But the shrimp was too slippery, so she didn't pay attention to it and stabbed the shrimp in the back.　　She was taken aback by herself.　　"Teacher, you go and call the coach to wear it." Chen Jianghe said with disgust.　　Lin Wanxing was just thinking of excuses, when he heard Qi Liang say: "Don't embarrass our teacher Xiaolin, our teacher Xiaolin doesn't dare." "Why don't you dare?" Lin Wanxing was speechless.　　"Aren't you avoiding our coach?" 　　The corners of Qi Liang's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were narrow and long, like a fox.　　This is obviously a radical method, but Lin Wanxing was indeed provoked.　　She simply wiped her hands, walked to the door of Wang Fa, and knocked on the door.　　There was a "squeak" and the door opened.　　As far as the eye could see, the room was clean, as clean as she had caught a glimpse of it from the window in the morning.　　Wang Fa was wearing clean and soft home clothes, his hair was very wet, he should have just taken a shower, so he was wiping his head with a towel.　　His eyes were bright and soft, and he stood in the door frame, bowing his head slightly, and the air smelled of mint shower gel, as if everything was as usual.　　If it weren't for seeing the huge suitcase spread out in the room, Lin Wanxing would probably mistakenly think that this was a very ordinary evening.　　The students had just made a fortune and were clamoring for a barbecue. So the coach also agreed to end the training early as a reward for the students' hard work.　　She came back from work, washed her hands, and joined the ranks of string wearing.　　Because of the mistake of wearing shrimp, she was disgusted by the students and could only call the coach.　　If it were an ordinary evening, the next episode could be imagined -- Wang Fa joins the ranks of the work, and the students are talking about each other. They would quarrel over who would roast the wings and who would eat two more pieces of meat, and the lit charcoal would splash sparks, and everything would be lively.　　Lin Wanxing could already have imagined such a scene.　　But the existence of the three words "loose dinner" gives an ordinary evening dinner a different meaning.　　"What's wrong?" Wang Fa asked.　　Lin Wanxing withdrew her gaze from her luggage and looked up at Wang Fa: "When are you leaving?" "Late." Wang Fa said.　　"Is it later today?" Lin Wanxing was stunned, and subconsciously asked a question that already knew the answer.　　"Yes." 　　"Take the high-speed rail, then you have to hurry up for dinner, I remember the last train to Yongchuan at ten o'clock in the evening." Her first reaction was like this, and she muttered a few words, and then realized that when Wang Fa said that she was going to leave later, she really meant carrying her luggage and moving them away.　　The air is getting a little stuffy.　　It may be that her face is not good, Wang Fa is relieved: "You don't need to catch the car, someone will pick it up." That's right, Hongjing is not far from Yongchuan, and the club sends a car to pick it up, which is normal.　　"That's too rushed." In the end, Lin Wanxing could only say this helplessly.　　"It's a little bit." Wang Fa said.　　Then, they didn't speak again, and there was a detailed deviation from what had just been envisaged.　　But on the whole, the mood of the students is not bad.　　After she finished shouting Wang Fa, the coach washed her hands and joined the students in the procession.　　The fun of barbecue, in addition to grilling and grilling and eating a lot of meat, is the time when everyone gets together and is busy.　　For a while, I couldn't find the black pepper I bought, and for a while, I put too many ingredients for pickled chicken wings...... When it was time to start a charcoal fire, the students found that the fire could not be lit.　　They got together for a long time, only to find out that the charcoal fire not only needs to build charcoal into a special shape, but also needs some flammable materials such as alcohol, dried leaves, cotton, newspapers, etc.　　There was a newspaper but no alcohol at home, and in order to be sure, Lin Wanxing was sent down to borrow things from neighbors.　　She knocked on the door of the fourth-floor tenant and explained her intentions.　　Downstairs is an aunt who does a small commodity business.　　"Oh, there's no alcohol at home!" Auntie was surprised.　　"I forgot to bring it when I moved here." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Alcohol." Auntie directly took a large bottle to her, "It's all for you." "How much, I'll give it to you." Lin Wanxing said that she was going to take out her mobile phone and pay.　　"A bottle of alcohol can cost a few bucks." The aunt paused and said, "Xiaolin, I heard that you are moving away?" Lin Wanxing was stunned: "Who did you listen to?" "Xiao Li, I told him before, I said that I have relatives who also want to come to Hongjing and want to rent a house, and he told me that now that the top floor is empty, you can talk." The aunt paused and asked a little mysteriously, "You and Xiao Wang are moving away so soon?" Xiao Li is the intermediary entrusted by Lin Wanxing to rent out the house.　　Xiao Wang...... It should refer to the royal law.　　Lin Wanxing looked at her aunt and replied calmly: "No, it's him who wants to move out, and I still live here." "Broke up?The light in the corridor was dim, because it was hot, and the aunt's face was a little red, and her eyes were shining.　　"No, we rented two separate houses. Me and him, we ......" 　　Lin Wan wanted to say this, so she stopped.　　She clarified her relationship with Wang Fa, but she really wanted to find such a suitable word, and she suddenly got stuck.　　Is it a "colleague"? It doesn't seem to be.　　Is it a "friend"? It doesn't seem to be so familiar that they will rent together.　　A more appropriate description is that someone who happens to meet is in the process of getting to know each other.　　That's pretty much it.　　Lin Wanxing didn't explain anymore, thanked her aunt again, and went back upstairs with alcohol.　　Pushing open the rooftop door again, the clouds in the sky burned to the extreme, grand and gorgeous.　　Because of the spectacular scene, the students all took out their mobile phones and took a picture at the sky, and when they saw her come back, the camera moved to focus on her.　　"Teacher, laugh!" The boy waved his hand and said.　　"Is there a beautification function?" Lin Wanxing handed the alcohol to Fu Xinshu and leaned over.　　In just a few moments, the red clouds in the sky darkened, like completely red-hot coals in an oven.　　I don't know who turned the camera to Wang Fa.　　The young man was sitting on the chaise longue he used to sit on, his long legs folded, looking out at the court in the distance. The sunset was already dark, as if it was about to enter a long night.　　Lin Wanxing thought for a moment and shouted, "What are you looking at?" The voice drifted away in the wind, and Wang Fa turned his head suddenly.　　At that moment, his hair was wet and his eyes were calm.　　In the distance was the vast lawn of the course, and the sky was about to darken.　　And Wang Fa seems to be about to dissolve in the last afterglow of the sunset.　　Lin Wanxing will always remember that gaze.　　Deep and dark, the carbon fire will be extinguished.

第61章 与火 　　当时， 王法并没回答那个问题。 　　因为他没有听清。 　　王法靠在椅子上，问了句“什么”。 　　那时候，林晚星觉得已经失去气氛， 无法再重复一遍问题。 　　她只能笑着摇摇头。 　　可能受手机启发， 学生们私下决定，他们要录段视频给王法。到时候剪出来，发给教练留念。 　　林晚星被付新书拉住，悄悄通知了这个活动。 　　此事要偷偷进行，所以大部分人都在外面烧烤，轮到谁的时候， 就单独进房间录视频。 　　等到林晚星的时候，天已经彻底暗下。 　　她坐在昏暗的室内，外面是学生们的笑闹声音。 　　书桌上点着一盏台灯， 手机架在台灯前， 前置摄像头打开。 　　手机屏幕是房间内最明亮的光源。 　　林晚星望着屏幕中的自己， 有种莫名的茫然感觉。 　　她看到摄像头中的女生向左边歪了下头，然后扯着嘴角笑了下。 　　人偶尔会有这样的瞬间吧。 　　你看到镜面中的自己， 却在想“这是谁呢”“这是我吗”。 　　房间内外分明是两个空间，火苗的“噼啪”声侵入室内，她还能闻到窗缝里飘来的烤肉的香味。 　　在房间里坐了很长一段时间，林晚星才最终结束录像。 　　等她再出门的时候， 烤炉里碳火烧得正红。 　　“去干什么了？”王法今天破天荒和学生一起喝酒。 　　他坐在学生堆里，微仰起头，语气和目光都因为酒精作用而变得柔和。 　　“我说‘不告诉你’，会不会很可疑？”林晚星看着桌子上下的一堆饮料， 最后选了罐和王法一样的永川纯生啤酒。 　　“刺啦”一声， 雪白气泡漫溢。 　　王法没有接话， 只是举起易拉罐，和她的轻碰了下。 　　风里有辛辣的辣椒或胡椒味。 　　林晚星喝了一大口啤酒，气泡直冲脑门，嘴里却说不清是什么味道。 　　他们没再说过话。 　　烤肉被摆在不锈钢盘子里，一盆盆端来，再一串串被消灭。 　　一开始肉还有很多烤焦抑或没熟的问题。 　　后来主厨冯锁同学掌握好火候，调味也细致，和林晚星在店里吃的已没差别了。 　　学生们在天台上打打闹闹，大口喝酒大块吃肉，虽是散伙饭，可总体基调还是快乐。 　　那天晚上大家具体说了什么，林晚星已经记不清了。她只记得有很多辛辣味道，夏风凉爽，而酒精能让人忘却烦忧。 　　反正她没说什么话，就一直看着他们，直到酒足饭饱，直到散场。 　　也不知是谁先示意的晚餐“到此为止“学生们推开椅子，前前后后站起来。 　　他们今天没有互相推诿，而是一起收拾餐桌和垃圾。 　　大家忙忙碌碌的，但彼此间的交谈却越来越少，最后只剩下器皿偶尔的撞击声。 　　光线朦胧，林晚星望着学生们的忙碌身影，等待接下来的告别。 　　她也不知道王法怎么和学生们说的，总之男生们们看上去非常干脆。他们也不多磨叽，收完垃圾就说要走。 　　男生们提着垃圾，背后是天台的铁门，而王法则在另一头的水池边。 　　他们中间隔着餐桌、烤炉、诸多砖堆和杂物。 　　夜色中，男生们冲他们的教练遥遥挥手。 　　“教练明天就看不到你了吧？” 　　“那你有空要来找我们啊。” 　　“别忘了我们。” 　　学生们一人接一人说道。 　　他们脸上带着笑，手上拎着垃圾，衣服上沾着一天训练后的球场泥土。 　　虽然目光中尽是不舍，但没人说出那句话来。 　　王法站在水池边，卷起袖口，正要洗手。 　　他回头望着学生们，神色如常，和每日分别时一样。 　　“再见。”他这么说。 　　林晚星和学生们一起下楼。 　　她平时没送学生的习惯，之所以这次例外，是因为付新书又提前和她打招呼，让她一起下楼。 　　林晚星不清楚他们葫芦里卖什么药，就拿过一袋垃圾，可楼梯还没走下两层，她就被学生围住质问。 　　“你怎么这么怂？”祁亮和她平阶，用一种“你太丢人”的语气说。 　　“什么？”楼道内很闷热，酒气上头，林晚星有点晕。 　　“你怎么像失恋一样！新时代女性，要勇敢追爱！”秦敖站在下一阶，还很夸张地握了下拳头，鼓励她。 　　林晚星完全搞不懂学生们的脑回路，她明明在感慨他们教练球员分别，怎么在学生们眼里就变成“失恋”？ 　　“你们谈过恋爱吗，就说我像失恋？”林晚星无语。 　　“当然！不会有人没谈过恋爱吧？”林鹿很自信地说。 　　“你？”祁亮嗤笑一声，“和瑶瑶公主谈的？” 　　“小鹿酱我CP！”林鹿纠正。 　　“我没有。”冯锁很诚实。 　　“那你和老师一样耶。”郑飞扬很天真地说。 　　林晚星听得吐血。 　　不过经学生们一吵吵，淤积的低气压消散不少。 　　林晚星催他们下楼，不要在楼道里闻臭味了。 　　他们在垃圾桶边扔掉大包垃圾，往新村外走。 　　路灯投下宁和的光，香樟树枝叶在秋天夜里摩挲摆动， 　　空气里是淡淡的香樟树味，让林晚星原先的酒意消散不少。 　　男生们又在争执刚天台上她的表现：“你听老师嘴硬，她就是不好意思说！” 　　“对啊，她肯定没和教练说过什么‘我会想你’‘你别走’之类的。” 　　学生们模仿着她的温柔口气，林晚星起了层鸡皮疙瘩。 　　“什么跟什么！”她赶紧打断学生的脑洞小剧场，“我怎么能挽留教练啊，倒是你们也不耍赖，就这么乖乖放他走了？” 　　学生们平静接受王法离开，张罗烧烤晚餐，毫不留恋和教练道别，这些都让林晚星非常意外。 　　“我们当然想让教练留下来啊！”秦敖双手反背在头上，向前走着，“但你是不是傻，你都知道那天我们没睡着啊。” 　　林晚星心中疑惑，但很快反应过来。 　　“那天”是指他们赢了绿景国际的那天。 　　王法去永川面试，学生们获胜归来，因为太累了，他们在她屋子里睡得四仰八叉。 　　那天，她和王法两人在天台吃火锅。她问王法去永川面试得如何，王法告诉她，他要走了。 　　“1500万欧诶，这也太多钱了。”秦敖大步跳上矮花坛，用一种兴奋又饱含遗憾的语气说道。 　　路灯下，学生们的影子被拉得老长。 　　因为提及“挽留”的话题，每个人的声音都带着无奈的幻想。 　　“我们还等了好几天，想着那个给我们送信的神秘人，会不会再给我们送点什么东西，能让教练别走。”付新书说。 　　“但我们谁也没收到。”俞明说。 　　“不过我们有1500块！”林鹿笑了。 　　“现在没有1500块，刚吃完了。”陈江河冷静地提醒大家。 　　学生们都很平静，但他们大多数还保有快乐与希望。 　　林晚星这才意识到，怎么可能只有她一个人对王法有诸多不舍。 　　但学生们要面对的是巨额金钱。 　　钱很多，多到充满热血和拥有无数疯狂的少年人都知道自己毫无胜算，必须投降。 　　所以，他们得乖乖说再见了。 　　缓步行至新村门口，公交车站在右手边，可以步行回家的学生往左手边走，和她挥手告别。 　　林晚星陪剩下的学生等车。 　　“我们以后会找到别的教练的。”郑飞扬说。 　　“没有的话，教练远程教我们也行。”冯锁说。 　　“你放心吧。”付新书讲。 　　林晚星没想过，这样的一天，竟以学生安慰她作为终结。 　　学生们一个个上车，她送走所有孩子。 　　林晚星坐在公交站台上，背后的广告灯牌炽热而明亮。 　　这是难得一个人的安静时刻。 　　她仰起头，望向被城市灯光投射的迷蒙夜空。 　　诸多情绪相互萦绕，人可以解决一些问题，但没办法解决所有。 　　她最后伸了个懒腰，然后长长地，叹了口气。 　　走回去的一路上，林晚星都在设想着，等下她上楼后，要和王法说点什么？ 　　商量下以后的联系方法？ 　　托王法介绍个靠谱的新教练？ 　　总不见得真要表白？ 　　他们好像也不是那样的男女关系。 　　似乎比寻常情爱多了些什么，但也同样会少一些别的东西。 　　新村的景观灯到了晚上九点后，会为了节省能源关掉一些。路上比刚才更暗，树影婆娑，楼宇的窗户中透出零星的光。 　　野猫倏忽一下从灌木丛中穿过，林晚星抬头，看到了二楼的灯。 　　明亮的教室灯光，漫洒进老旧新村的黑夜中。 　　林晚星花了点时间才反应过来，楼上那大片不要钱的灯，是梧桐路17号二楼开的。 　　那是她爷爷奶奶曾经的开办补习班的教室，灯光映衬下，窗户上原来贴的红色大字业已斑驳，但留下了大致的模样，是“元元”。 　　林晚星觉得自己肯定还有点醉。 　　今天有人用过教室吗，为什么灯亮着，是学生们忘关了吗？ 　　总不见得是王法在里面，他开的？ 　　林晚星边想着边打开楼栋防盗铁门，一二楼之间的感应灯倏忽亮起，她踩着水泥楼梯，拾级而上。 　　二楼，补习入口处。 　　绿色铁栅栏门开了条缝，门没完全关上。 　　教室里灯光明亮，顺着门缝淌入走廊，照亮对面教学仓库的赭红色门板。 　　林晚星把钥匙揣进口袋，准备进去关灯。 　　“吱呀”一声，她推开铁门。 　　楼里忽然静极了，那瞬间，林晚甚至能听到楼上拖鞋擦过地砖的声音。 　　钥匙在裤袋里叮当作响，林晚星走到教室门前，向内张望了下，没有人。 　　她摸到墙上的开关，啪地一下，关上灯。 　　只是下一秒，灯光乍亮，宛如白昼。 　　林晚星的手按在开关上，她不可置信地看着教室黑板。 　　那上面多了两行字符。
Chapter 61: With Fire At that time, Wang Fa did not answer that question.　　Because he didn't hear clearly.　　Wang Fa leaned back in his chair and asked, "What."　　At that time, Lin Wanxing felt that she had lost her atmosphere and could not repeat the question again.　　She could only smile and shake her head.　　Perhaps inspired by mobile phones, the students privately decided that they wanted to record a video for Wang Fa. When the time comes, cut it out and send it to the coach as a souvenir.　　Lin Wanxing was pulled by Fu Xinshu and quietly notified the event.　　This had to be done secretly, so most of the people were out barbecuing, and when it was their turn, they went into the room alone to record the video.　　By the time Lin Wanxing arrived, the sky had completely darkened.　　She sat in a dimly lit room, outside to the sound of students laughing.　　There is a desk lamp lit on the desk, the mobile phone holder is in front of the lamp, and the front camera is turned on.　　The phone screen is the brightest light source in the room.　　Lin Wanxing looked at herself on the screen, and felt an inexplicable blank feeling.　　She saw the girl in the camera tilt her head to the left, then smiled at the corners of her mouth.　　People have moments like this once in a while.　　You see yourself in the mirror, but you think, "Who is this?" and "Is this me?"　　The inside and outside of the room were clearly two spaces, and the "crackling" sound of the fire invaded the room, and she could smell the smell of barbecue wafting through the cracks in the window.　　After sitting in the room for a long time, Lin Wanxing finally ended the video.　　When she went out again, the charcoal fire in the oven was blazing.　　"What are you doing?" Wang Fa drank with the students for the first time today.　　He sat down in the crowd of students, tilting his head slightly, his tone and gaze softened by the effects of the alcohol.　　"Wouldn't it be suspicious if I said, 'I won't tell you'?" Lin Wanxing looked at the pile of drinks on the table, and finally chose a can of Yongchuan pure draft beer that was the same as Wang Fa.　　There was a "sting", and snow-white bubbles overflowed.　　Wang Fa didn't answer, just lifted the can and touched her lightly.　　There is a spicy chili or peppery flavor in the wind.　　Lin Wanxing took a big sip of beer, the bubbles rushed straight to his head, but he couldn't tell what it tasted like in his mouth.　　They didn't speak again.　　The barbecue is served on stainless steel plates, served in pots and skewers.　　In the beginning, there were still many problems with whether the meat was charred or undercooked.　　Later, the chef Feng Suo mastered the heat well, and the seasoning was also meticulous, which was no different from what Lin Wanxing ate in the store.　　The students were playing on the rooftop, drinking and eating meat, and although it was a casual meal, the overall tone was still happy.　　What everyone said that night, Lin Wanxing can't remember clearly. She only remembered that there were many spicy flavors, that the summer breeze was cool, and that alcohol made people forget their worries.　　Anyway, she didn't say anything, just watched them until she was full of wine and food, until the end of the show.　　I don't know who signaled the dinner first, "That's it," and the students pushed their chairs away and stood up.　　Instead of passing the buck to each other today, they cleaned up the table and garbage together.　　Everyone was busy, but there was less and less conversation between them, and at last only the occasional clatter of utensils remained.　　The light was dim, and Lin Wanxing looked at the busy figures of the students, waiting for the next goodbye.　　She didn't know what Wang Fa said to the students, but the boys looked very crisp. They didn't grind much, and said they were going to leave after collecting the garbage.　　The boys were carrying garbage, with the iron gate on the rooftop behind them, and Wang Fafa by the pool at the other end.　　Between them were a dining table, an oven, piles of bricks and miscellaneous items.　　In the night, the boys waved at their coach.　　"The coach won't see you tomorrow, right?" 　　"Then you're going to come to us when you're free." 　　"Don't forget us." 　　The students said one by one.　　They had smiles on their faces, trash on their hands, and their clothes were stained with pitch mud after a day of training.　　Although there was reluctance in his eyes, no one said that.　　Wang Fa stood by the pool, rolled up his cuffs, and was about to wash his hands.　　He looked back at the students, his expression the same as he did every day.　　"Goodbye." He said so.　　Lin Wanxing went downstairs with the students.　　She usually doesn't have the habit of sending students, and the reason why this time is exceptional is because Fu Xinshu greeted her in advance and asked her to go downstairs together.　　Lin Wanxing didn't know what medicine they were selling in their gourd, so she took a bag of garbage, but before she could go down two floors of stairs, she was surrounded by students and questioned.　　"Why are you so cowardly?" Qi Liang was on the same level as her, and said in a tone of "you are too ashamed".　　"What?" The corridor was very stuffy, and the smell of alcohol was up, and Lin Wanxing was a little dizzy.　　"How are you like a broken love! Women in the new era must be brave to pursue love! Qin Ao stood on the next step, and clenched his fist exaggeratedly to encourage her.　　Lin Wanxing doesn't understand the students' brain circuits at all, she is obviously lamenting the difference between their coaches and players, how can she become "lovelorn" in the eyes of the students?　　"Have you ever been in love, just say I'm like a broken love?" Lin Wanxing was speechless.　　"Of course! There can't be anyone who hasn't been in love, right? Lin Lu said confidently.　　"You?" Qi Liang sneered, "Talking to Princess Yaoyao?" "Fawn-chan I'm CP!" Lin Lu corrected.　　"I didn't." Feng Suo is very honest.　　"Then you're just like the teacher." Zheng Feiyang said innocently.　　Lin Wanxing vomited blood when she heard this.　　However, after the students argued, the accumulated depression dissipated a lot.　　Lin Wanxing urged them to go downstairs and stop smelling in the corridor.　　They threw away large bags of garbage by the garbage cans and walked out of the new village.　　The street lamps cast a peaceful light, the branches and leaves of the camphor trees swayed in the autumn night, and the air was a faint smell of camphor trees, which made Lin Wanxing's original wine dissipate a lot.　　The boys were arguing about her performance on the rooftop again: "You listen to the teacher's hard mouth, she is just embarrassed to say it!" "yes, she definitely didn't say anything to the coach, 'I'm going to miss you,' 'don't go,' or anything like that." 　　The students imitated her gentle tone, and Lin Wanxing got goosebumps.　　"What's with what!" She hurriedly interrupted the student's brain, "How can I keep the coach, but you don't cheat, just let him go?" The students calmly accepted Wang Fa to leave, Zhang Luo barbecued dinner, and said goodbye to the coach without hesitation, which made Lin Wanxing very surprised.　　"Of course we want the coach to stay!" Qin Ao put his hands behind his head and walked forward, "But are you stupid, you all know that we didn't fall asleep that day." Lin Wanxing was puzzled, but quickly reacted.　　"That day" refers to the day they won LVGEM.　　Wang Fa went to Yongchuan for an interview, and the students returned victorious, because they were so tired, they slept on all fours in her room.　　That day, she and Wang Fa ate hot pot on the rooftop. She asked Wang Fa how he was going to Yongchuan for an interview, and Wang Fa told her that he was leaving.　　"15 million euros, that's too much money." Qin Ao strode onto the low flower bed and said in an excited and regretful tone.　　Under the street lamp, the shadows of the students were stretched out.　　Because of the mention of the topic of "retention", everyone's voice carries a fantasy of helplessness.　　"We waited for a few days, wondering if the mysterious man who sent us the letter would send us something more to keep the coach away." Fu Xinshu said.　　"But none of us received it." Yu Ming said.　　"But we have 1,500!" Lin Lu smiled.　　"I don't have 1,500 yuan now, I just finished eating." Chen Jianghe calmly reminded everyone.　　The students are calm, but most of them are happy and hopeful.　　Lin Wanxing realized that how could she be the only one who had a lot of reluctance to Wang Fa.　　But students are dealing with huge sums of money.　　There was a lot of money, so much so that the young people who were full of blood and had countless madness knew that they had no chance of winning and had to surrender.　　So, they had to say goodbye obediently.　　Walk slowly to the entrance of the new village, the bus stands on the right-hand side, and the student who can walk home walks to the left-hand side and waves goodbye to her.　　Lin Wanxing accompanied the rest of the students to wait for the bus.　　"We'll find another coach later." Zheng Feiyang said.　　"If not, the coach can teach us remotely." Feng Suo said.　　"Don't worry." Fu Xinshu talks.　　Lin Wanxing never thought that such a day would end with a student comforting her.　　One by one, the students got on the bus, and she sent all the children away.　　Lin Wanxing sat on the bus stop, the advertising sign behind her was hot and bright.　　It's a rare quiet moment to be alone.　　She looked up at the misty night sky cast by the city lights.　　Many emotions haunt each other, and people can solve some problems, but they can't solve everything.　　She stretched one last time, and then let out a long, sigh.　　On the way back, Lin Wanxing was thinking about what she would say to Wang Fa after she went upstairs?　　How do you want to get in touch with each other in the future?　　Introducing a reliable new coach?　　Don't you really want to confess?　　They don't seem to have that kind of relationship between men and women.　　It seems to be more than ordinary love, but it will also be less than something else.　　After 9 p.m., some of the landscape lights in the new village will be turned off to save energy. The road was darker than before, with shadows of trees and sporadic light from the windows of the buildings.　　The wild cat suddenly passed through the bushes, and Lin Wanxing looked up and saw the lights on the second floor.　　The bright classroom lights spread into the dark night of the old and new villages.　　It took Lin Wanxing a while to react, the large piece of lamp upstairs that didn't cost money was turned on on the second floor of No. 17 Wutong Road.　　It was the classroom where her grandparents used to run a cram school, and under the light, the big red letters on the window had been mottled, but it left a rough appearance, which was "Yuan Yuan".　　Lin Wanxing felt that she must still be a little drunk.　　Has anyone used the classroom today, why are the lights on, and have the students forgotten to close it?　　It doesn't necessarily mean that Wang Fa is in it, he opened it?　　Lin Wanxing opened the anti-theft iron door of the building while thinking, the sensor light between the first and second floors flickered on, and she stepped on the cement stairs and climbed the stairs.　　2nd floor, at the entrance to the tutorial.　　The green iron fence door was cracked, and the door was not completely closed.　　The classrooms were brightly lit, trickling down the cracks in the doors into the hallways, illuminating the ochre-red doors of the teaching warehouse opposite.　　Lin Wanxing put the key in her pocket and prepared to go in and turn off the lights.　　With a "squeak", she pushed open the iron door.　　The building was suddenly very quiet, and at that moment, Lin Wan could even hear the sound of slippers rubbing the floor tiles upstairs.　　The key jingled in his trouser pocket, Lin Wanxing walked to the door of the classroom, looked in, and there was no one.　　She felt for the switch on the wall, snapped, and turned off the light.　　Just the next second, the lights were bright, like daylight.　　Lin Wanxing's hand pressed on the switch, and she looked at the classroom blackboard in disbelief.　　That's two extra lines of character.

第62章 留信 　　字是白色粉笔字。 　　现在黑板上还留有林晚星当时写的“smart”几个单词， 以及后来大家的每日赚钱账本。这些字迹乱糟糟的，让林晚星并未第一时间注意到现在多出的这两行字符。 　　但在关灯的瞬间，她发现这点， 并且下意识再把灯打开。 　　Wanxing_lin@ychdfc.com 　　Yydsmx0716 　　黑板上多出的字符就是这两行。 　　第一时间， 她以为那是学生们乱写的粉笔字。但前一行结构特殊，她很快反应过来，那是邮箱地址。 　　Wanxing_lin，林晚星？ 　　这是她的邮箱吗？ 　　白炽灯下，林晚星怔愣。 　　她望着黑板上的字符，完全没印象自己注册过这个， 但也不排除她意外注册过但自己忘了的可能性。 　　但这，又是谁写上去的呢？ 　　冷静下来，林晚星观察了两遍上下两串字符。她首先要做的， 就是判断邮箱本身的注册网站。 　　后缀的“@ychdfc.com”应当代表了某个邮件服务器。 　　林晚星选了个最简单的方法， 她拿出手机， 打开百度，将这串邮箱后缀输入其中。 　　网页中出现诸多条目， 而搜索标红的部分是“永川恒大足球俱乐部”。 　　林晚星再抬头看黑板上的邮箱账户，更加不可置信。 　　这是在永川恒大足球俱乐部网站上申请的邮箱？ 　　用的她的名字？ 　　原本的“奇特”想法变成“惊骇”，林晚星背脊有汗。 　　她又看向黑板上第二行粉笔字。 　　“Yydsmx0716”，看上去像是有寓意的乱码， 林晚星默念几遍前几位字母，特意的大写，数字和字母结合，很像是密码。 　　是王法写的吗？ 　　林晚星仰头看着天花板。如果是王法以她的名义注册的邮箱， 并偷偷留在黑板上。那总该让她在他走后才发现， 难道王法已经走了？ 　　林晚星立刻拨通王法的微信电话。 　　电话过了一段时间才接通。 　　“你在哪， 走了吗？”林晚星问。 　　“我在楼上洗碗。”王法的语气里少见的有些无奈，“等会走。” 　　“那你等我下啊。”林晚星握着手机，“有想喝的饮料吗，我等会儿带上来。” 　　“不用，冰箱里还有，我马上就走。”王法用很公事公办的语气说。 　　“就当最后喝一杯吧，有想喝的微信告诉我。”林晚星说完，挂断电话，假装没听见王法最后说的“不必”二字。 　　王法声音听上去没有任何异常，他人还在楼上，也就是说，这串邮箱是王法留下的可能性很小。 　　林晚星眯着眼睛看黑板，一个想法冒了出来。 　　曾经，陈江河收到了一张“免费借球一百次卡”，指引他来到了体育器材室。 　　后来，有人给秦敖塞了盒烟，里面有很多劝学金句，秦敖来找她麻烦。 　　于是他们一起破解烟盒里的谜题，找到了付新书。 　　接下来，付新书也收到了一张地图，带领宏景八中的球员们，开启了“元元补习班” 　　而现在，在补习班的黑板上，在她的面前，又出现了一串邮箱名。 　　会是被学生们称为“神秘人”的那位留下的吗？ 　　林晚星感到自己身处于什么离奇的谜题中，四周乳白色的灯光仿若虚幻蛛网。 　　正常时，你感受不到任何问题，但偶尔会有粘丝垂下，轻轻落在你的脸颊或者手臂上。并不吓人，很像顽皮的恶作剧，但总惹得人心痒难耐。 　　想到这里，林晚星用手机打开了永川恒大足球俱乐部网站。 　　官网首页是恭喜俱乐部夺得第x届中国足球超级联赛冠军的新闻，图片栏自动切换，林晚星看到永川恒大不同梯队球员们参加各类赛事的合照一一闪过。 　　她看了遍网页，在右上角找到“邮箱”，点了进去。 　　页面跳转，果然是邮箱登录入口页面。 　　林晚星看着黑板上的两串字符，在手机中输入邮箱账户。 　　然后是密码栏。 　　林晚星又抬头看向黑板，虽然很不可思议，但她深吸了口气，将黑板上第二行字母敲入。 　　手机键盘回车，确认。 　　林晚星手心冒汗，页面刷出的瞬间，她觉得自己明明站在亮如白昼的教室中，却仿佛沉在海底。 　　点进收件箱，邮箱中躺着一封未点开的最新邮件，发送时间是9月30日，也就是今天。logo紧闭，像在等她拆封。 　　那封邮件名是这样的《永川恒大足球俱乐部主席办公室-主席团-任命通知书》 　　单击，点开。 　　四周静暗无声，只有她的心脏跳动。 　　扑通、扑通…… 　　页面徐徐展开。 　　一封红头文件出现在手机屏幕中，内容如下： 　　永川恒大俱乐部内部全体员工： 　　兹刘传广教练已就任永川恒大俱乐部一线队主教练，特此通知。 　　永川恒大足球俱乐部 　　201x年9月30日 　　疑惑犹如潮水，汹涌而至。 　　林晚星从深海浮起，却被冲向岸边的白浪扑了一脸。 　　没开风扇的教室有些闷热，汗水从林晚星发根冒出，顺着她鬓角流下。 　　她再看了遍邮件。 　　邮件内容简单，但落款处加盖公章提醒她，这是极其正规的俱乐部任命通知书。 　　“刘传广”这个名字林晚星记得，是那次来宏景“礼贤下士”王法的中年人之一，据学生们说他曾担任过国家队主教练。 　　在这封任命通知书中，刘传广是永川恒大俱乐部下一任主教练，可王法不是马上要去永川述职了吗？ 　　难道确认此事之前的邮件？ 　　林晚星又再看了遍邮件时间。 　　可那确实是在1小时前，也就是9月30日下午7点整的内部邮件。 　　林晚星理不清头绪，她干脆找了张课桌坐下，上网搜索“刘传广”。 　　新闻中说，刘指导之前一直在恒大俱乐部任职“技术主管”，网上并无刘指导要担任永川恒大教练的官方消息。 　　但网上确实有记录，半个月前，因为球队成绩不佳，时任主教练特林被解职。球队一直在寻觅新任主教练，差不多也是刘传广来宏景找王法的日子。 　　可为什么这封任命通知书里，下任主教练人选从王法变成刘传广？ 　　这里只有两个可能： 　　第一，这封任命邮件为假。 　　但林晚星想，为什么会有人特地以她名义注册这么一个邮箱，还把邮箱名和密码悄悄写在补习班黑板上，最后发一封假邮件给她？ 　　这似乎没有任何必要。 　　那么第二，也最有可能的是，邮件内容为真。 　　而这也意味着，王法骗了他们。 　　林晚星很难描述此刻心情。 　　她仿佛回到他们战胜绿景国际那天。 　　天台餐桌炉火前，火锅咕噜噜冒着热气，王法告诉她，他要去永川恒大任职，因为对方开了令人无法拒绝的天价。 　　水雾轻薄萦绕，隔着那些雾气，王法面容平静。 　　他说；“是的。”“不会有更好的选择了。” 　　那些话，都是假的吗？ 　　林晚星不明白，究竟是永川恒大没有聘用王法，还是王法婉拒了永川恒大主教练的职位？ 　　可刘指导确实来过宏景，而1500万欧元这个数字太过具体，林晚星想，或许它确实是真实存在的巨大诱惑。 　　但就像她和学生无法动摇王法，巨额金钱也同样无法动摇他。 　　他拒绝了所有这一切，并决意要走。 　　为什么？ 　　明明是坐在闷热的教室里，汗水却逐渐冰凉。 　　林晚星理不清头绪，就在这时，邮箱提示亮起，她收到一封新邮件。 　　标题很直白：Something you need to know about Winfred 　　Winfred，王法的微信名，想来，这也同样是王法的英文名。 　　大概是她打开上封邮件时有回执，所以对方又发了一封过来。 　　她心跳得极快，四周寂静，点开邮件，标准英文播报声与背后隐约的喧闹声，先于画面亮起。 　　画面为手机拍摄，随着镜头倍数放大，能模糊看到一片球场。 　　场上，双方球员围在一起，气氛剑拔弩张。下一刻，球员对峙变成斗殴，无法看清谁先动手，只能听到看台人群的惊叫声通过手机扬声器传出，声音格外凄厉。 　　但那不是惊恐，而是兴奋。手机镜头不断晃动，令人头晕呕吐。观众的嘶吼声成为殴斗最好的配乐，拳与拳，怒吼与怒吼，那是人类最原始的暴力和快乐。 　　最后，球场上有人倒下，手机也随之跌落地面，摄像头安静地对着天空，一只被无限放大扭曲的鞋底，碾过画面。 　　像有刚化开的冰水，一滴滴坠落在头顶心。 　　骤然而至的凉意，顺着额头向下，渗入全身，林晚星感到手指都冰凉。 　　她不由得抬头，看向天花板，灯光凉得宛如实质，泼了她满身。 　　在刚才的画面中，她很确定，她在球场边看到了王法。 　　花了很长一段时间，林晚星才让自己冷静下来。 　　她再一次点开视频，重新认真听了一遍新闻。 　　其中内容大致如下： 　　南安普顿俱乐部在与朴茨茅斯队在英国U21联赛A组比赛中，发生严重球场暴力事件，朴茨茅斯队球员因突发疾病意外死亡。 　　南安普顿俱乐部球员接受警方调查，俱乐部官方与青训副主管兼值主教练Winfred宣布对此事无可奉告。 　　林晚星知道，她刚才没有看错。 　　赛场发生暴力事件，对方球员死亡，而王法是当时的主教练，他就在球场上。 　　如果这是王法离开南安普顿回国的原因，那永川恒大呢？ 　　林晚星陷入沉思，永川恒大这种庞然大物不可能不做背景调查，不会不知道王法这段过去。那就只有一种可能 　　王法拒绝了永川恒大的职位和薪资，并用一千五百万欧元为借口，离开他们。 　　教室仿佛在一个奇特空间内，既明亮闷热，又阴暗如夜。 　　林晚星的手，轻轻摩挲着课桌，那里有多年来学生们刻下的简笔画。 　　她忽然想起之前的某一夜，那是刘指导来宏景礼贤下士王法那天。 　　她和王法两个人散步回家，路是新村附近的一条，就他们俩。她和王法聊天，试图用一些东西打动他，请他来当这所高中校队的教练。 　　那时王法问她，一个校园足球队伍，能带给他什么？ 　　现在，在这个夜里，林晚星开始回忆她那时的回答。 　　她好像说了两个字“梦想”。 　　王法是怎么说的呢？ 　　那是很残酷的一句话我没有梦想。 　　她闭上眼睛，第一时间浮现在她眼前的，永远是王法望向球场的样子。 　　宏伟的看台，孤独的身影，鸭舌帽压低，似睡非醒。 　　她从来也不知道王法为什么总坐在看台上，为什么总在看球场？ 　　直到他们分别前，她才第一次问他“你在看什么？” 　　你从哪里来，想到哪里去？ 　　你想看什么，你在看什么？ 　　无数次，王法面向球场的目光彼此交叠。 　　平静的、沉默的、不解的、留恋的……画面最后定格在他夕阳下猛然回头的那瞬。 　　林晚星终于明白，她思索整日却没搞明白的心情到底是什么。 　　不是男女之情，亦非离别之意，而是一种莫大的遗憾。 　　王法到底有没有骗他们，对林晚星来说已经不重要了。 　　墙上的分针又划过两格，她知道，她快要没有机会了。
Chapter 62 The letter is written in white chalk.　　Now there are still the words "smart" written by Lin Wanxing at that time, as well as everyone's daily money-making ledger later. These handwriting were messy, so that Lin Wanxing didn't notice the two extra lines of characters for the first time.　　But the moment she turned off the lights, she noticed this, and subconsciously turned the lights on again.　　Wanxing_lin@ychdfc.com YYDSMX0716 These are the extra characters on the board.　　At first, she thought it was chalk scribbled by the students. But the previous line had a special structure, and she quickly reacted, it was an email address.　　Wanxing_lin, Lin Wanxing?　　Is this her mailbox?　　Under the incandescent light, Lin Wanxing was stunned.　　She looked at the characters on the blackboard, completely unsure that she had registered for this, but she could not rule out the possibility that she had accidentally registered but had forgotten.　　But who wrote it?　　Calming down, Lin Wanxing observed the upper and lower strings of characters twice. The first thing she has to do is determine the registration site of the email itself.　　The suffix "@ychdfc.com" should represent a mail server.　　Lin Wanxing chose the easiest way, she took out her mobile phone, opened Baidu, and entered this email suffix into it.　　There are many entries on the page, and the search in red is "Yongchuan Evergrande Football Club".　　Lin Wanxing looked up at the email account on the blackboard again, and was even more incredulous.　　This is the email address that you applied for on the website of Yongchuan Evergrande Football Club?　　With her name?　　The original "peculiar" idea turned into "horror", and Lin Wanxing sweated on her back.　　She looked at the second line of chalk on the blackboard.　　"Yydsmx0716", it looks like a garbled code with meaning, Lin Wanxing silently recited the first few letters a few times, deliberately capitalized, and the combination of numbers and letters is very much like a password.　　Was it written by Wang Fa?　　Lin Wanxing looked up at the ceiling. If it was Wang Fa's mailbox registered in her name, and secretly left it on the blackboard. Then she should have found out after he left, Could it be that Wang Fa is gone?　　Lin Wanxing immediately dialed Wang Fa's WeChat number.　　It took some time for the phone to go through.　　"Where are you, are you leaving?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"I'm washing the dishes upstairs." There was a rare helplessness in Wang Fa's tone, "I'll leave later." "Then you wait for me." Lin Wanxing held her mobile phone, "Do you have any drinks you want to drink, I'll bring them later." "No, there's still in the fridge, I'll leave right away." Wang Fa said in a very businesslike tone.　　"Just take a drink at the end, let me know if you want to drink on WeChat." After Lin Wanxing finished speaking, she hung up the phone, pretending not to hear the word "need" that Wang Fa said at the end.　　Wang Fa's voice didn't sound abnormal, and the others were still upstairs, which means that it was very unlikely that this string of mailboxes was left by Wang Fa.　　Lin Wanxing squinted at the blackboard, and an idea popped up.　　Once, Chen Jianghe received a "free 100 times borrowing card", which guided him to the sports equipment room.　　Later, someone stuffed Qin Ao with a box of cigarettes, which contained a lot of golden sentences of persuasion, and Qin Ao came to trouble her.　　So they solved the puzzle in the cigarette case together and found Fu Xinshu.　　Next, Fu Xinshu also received a map, leading the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School to open the "Yuanyuan Cram School" And now, on the blackboard of the cram school, in front of her, a string of email names appeared.　　Could it be the one the one the students called "the mystery man"?　　Lin Wanxing felt that she was in some bizarre puzzle, and the milky white lights around her were like illusory spider webs.　　Normally, you don't feel any problems, but occasionally the sticky threads hang down and gently fall on your cheeks or arms. It's not scary, it's a lot like a naughty prank, but it always makes people itch.　　Thinking of this, Lin Wanxing opened the website of Yongchuan Evergrande Football Club with her mobile phone.　　The homepage of the official website is the news of congratulating the club for winning the Xth Chinese Football Super League championship, and the picture column is automatically switched, and Lin Wanxing saw the group photos of Yongchuan Evergrande players from different echelons participating in various competitions flashed one by one.　　She looked through the web page, found "Mailbox" in the upper right corner, and clicked on it.　　The page jumps, and sure enough, it is the email login entrance page.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the two strings of characters on the blackboard and entered the email account in her mobile phone.　　Then there's the password bar.　　Lin Wanxing looked up at the blackboard again, although it was incredible, she took a deep breath and typed in the second line of letters on the blackboard.　　Enter the phone keyboard and confirm.　　Lin Wanxing's palms were sweating, and the moment the page was swiped, she felt that she was standing in a classroom as bright as day, but she seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea.　　Click into the inbox, and there is a new email lying in the mailbox that has not been clicked, and the time of sending is September 30th, which is today. The logo was tightly closed, as if waiting for her to unwrap it.　　The name of the email is like this: "Yongchuan Evergrande Football Club Chairman's Office - Presidium - Appointment Notice" Click and click to open.　　There was silence all around, only her heart beating.　　Plop, plop, plop...... 　　The page slowly unfolds.　　A red-headed document appeared on the screen of the mobile phone, which read as follows: All employees of Yongchuan Evergrande Club: Coach Liu Chuanguang has been appointed as the head coach of the first team of Yongchuan Evergrande Club, and is hereby notified.　　Yongchuan Evergrande Football Club September 30, 201x Doubts are like a tide, surging over.　　Lin Wanxing floated from the deep sea, but was pounced on by the white waves that rushed to the shore.　　The classroom without the fan was a little stuffy, and sweat came out of Lin Wanxing's hair and ran down her sideburns.　　She went through the email again.　　The content of the email was simple, but the cashier stamped it to remind her that it was a very formal notice of appointment to the club.　　Lin Wanxing, whose name "Liu Chuanguang" remembers was one of the middle-aged people who came to Hongjing "Corporal Lixian" Wang Fa, who, according to the students, had served as the head coach of the national team.　　In this appointment notice, Liu Chuanguang is the next head coach of Yongchuan Evergrande Club, but isn't Wang Fa about to go to Yongchuan to report on his work?　　Is it possible to confirm the email before this matter?　　Lin Wanxing looked at the email time again.　　But it was indeed an internal email one hour ago, that is, at 7 p.m. on September 30.　　Lin Wanxing couldn't figure it out, so she simply found a desk and sat down, searching for "Liu Chuanguang" on the Internet.　　According to the news, Coach Liu had been serving as the "technical director" of Evergrande Club before, and there was no official news on the Internet that Coach Liu was going to serve as the coach of Yongchuan Evergrande.　　But there is indeed a record on the Internet that half a month ago, because of the team's poor results, the then head coach Terling was dismissed. The team has been looking for a new head coach, and it is almost the day when Liu Chuanguang came to Hongjing to find Wang Fa.　　But why in this appointment notice, the next head coach candidate changed from Wang Fa to Liu Chuanguang?　　There are only two possibilities here: First, the appointment email is fake.　　But Lin Wanxing thought, why would someone specially register such an email address in her name, and quietly write the email name and password on the blackboard of the cram school, and finally send a fake email to her?　　It doesn't seem necessary.　　Second, and most likely, the content of the email is true.　　And this also means that Wang Fa deceived them.　　It is difficult for Lin Wanxing to describe her mood at the moment.　　She felt like she was going back to the day they defeated LVGEM.　　In front of the fire on the rooftop table, the hot pot was steaming, and Wang Fa told her that he was going to Yongchuan Evergrande to take up a post, because the other party offered a sky-high price that could not be refused.　　The mist lingered lightly, and through those mist, Wang Fa's face was calm.　　He said; "Yes." "There couldn't be a better choice." 　　Are all those words false?　　Lin Wanxing didn't understand, did Yongchuan Evergrande not hire Wang Fa, or did Wang Fawan refuse the position of head coach of Yongchuan Evergrande?　　But Director Liu did come to Hongjing, and the figure of 15 million euros is too specific, Lin Wanxing thought, maybe it is indeed a huge temptation that exists.　　But just as she and her students couldn't shake Wang Fa, huge sums of money couldn't shake him either.　　He rejected all of this and was determined to go.　　Why?　　Obviously sitting in a stuffy classroom, the sweat is gradually cold.　　Lin Wanxing couldn't figure it out, and at this moment, the mailbox prompt lit up, and she received a new email.　　The title is very straightforward: Something you need to know about Winfred Winfred, Wang Fa's WeChat name, come to think of it, this is also Wang Fa's English name.　　Probably because she had a receipt when she opened the last email, so the other party sent another one.　　Her heart was beating fast, there was silence all around, and when she clicked on the email, the sound of the standard English announcement and the faint commotion behind her preceded the picture on the screen.　　The picture was taken by a mobile phone, and as the lens magnified in magnification, a field of the stadium could be seen blurred.　　On the field, players from both sides gathered together, and the atmosphere was tense. The next moment, the standoff between the players turned into a brawl, and it was impossible to see who made the first move, only the screams of the crowd in the stands could be heard through the speakers of mobile phones, and the sound was particularly poignant.　　But it wasn't horror, it was excitement. The camera of the mobile phone is constantly shaking, which makes people dizzy and vomiting. The screams of the audience became the best soundtrack for the fight, fist to fist, roar and roar, that is the most primitive violence and joy of human beings.　　Eventually, someone on the pitch falls, and the phone falls to the ground, the camera is quietly pointed at the sky, and the sole of a shoe that has been infinitely magnified and twisted runs over the frame.　　Like ice water that has just melted, drops fall on the top of the head.　　The sudden coolness went down his forehead and seeped into his whole body, and Lin Wanxing felt that his fingers were cold.　　She couldn't help but look up at the ceiling, and the light was so cold that it splashed her all over her body.　　In the picture just now, she was very sure that she saw Wang Fa on the side of the court.　　It took a long time for Lin Wanxing to calm herself down.　　She clicked on the video again and listened carefully to the news again.　　The content is roughly as follows: Southampton FC and Portsmouth FC in the English Under-21 League Group A match were involved in a serious incident of stadium violence, and the Portsmouth player died unexpectedly due to a sudden illness.　　Southampton FC players are under police investigation, with the club's official and associate head of youth and head coach Winfred announcing that they have no comment on the matter.　　Lin Wanxing knew that she was not wrong just now.　　There was violence on the field, the opposing player died, and Wang Fa was the head coach at the time, and he was on the field.　　If this is the reason why Wang Fa left Southampton to return to China, then what about Yongchuan Evergrande?　　Lin Wanxing fell into deep thought, it is impossible for a behemoth like Yongchuan Evergrande not to do a background check, and he will not know about Wang Fa's past. Then there is only one possibility Wang Fa rejected Yongchuan Evergrande's position and salary, and used fifteen million euros as an excuse to leave them.　　The classroom seems to be in a strange space, bright and stuffy, and dark as night.　　Lin Wanxing's hand gently rubbed the desk, where there were stick figures carved by students over the years.　　She suddenly remembered that one night before, it was the day when Liu Gui came to Hongjing Lixian's corporal Wang Fa.　　She and Wang Fa walked home, and the road was near the new village, just the two of them. She chatted with Wang Fa, trying to impress him with something and asked him to be the coach of the high school varsity team.　　At that time, Wang Fa asked her, what can a campus football team bring him?　　Now, on this night, Lin Wanxing began to recall her answer at that time.　　She seemed to say two words: "dream".　　What does Wang Fa say?　　That's a cruel sentence, I don't have dreams.　　She closed her eyes, and the first thing that appeared in front of her was always Wang Fa's appearance looking at the court.　　The grandeur of the stands, the lonely figure, the cap is lowered, as if it is asleep but not awake.　　She never knew why Wang Fa was always sitting in the stands and why he was always watching the court?　　It wasn't until they parted ways that she asked him for the first time, "What are you looking at?" Where did you come from and where do you want to go?　　What do you want to see, what are you looking at?　　Countless times, Wang Fa's gaze towards the court overlapped with each other.　　Calm, silent, incomprehensible, nostalgic...... The picture finally freezes the moment when he suddenly turns back in the sunset.　　Lin Wanxing finally understood what her mood was when she thought about it all day but didn't figure it out.　　It is not the love of men and women, nor the meaning of parting, but a great regret.　　Whether Wang Fa deceived them or not is no longer important to Lin Wanxing.　　The minute hand on the wall crossed two more squares, and she knew she was running out of chance.

第63章 畏惧 　　林晚星站起来， 走到教室门边，关上灯。 　　她跑到楼下小卖部，顾不得具体要什么， 把看上去不错的零食都买了一遍。 　　最后， 她提着那么一大袋东西，迅速跑上楼，气喘吁吁推开天台铁门。 　　星夜低垂。 　　碗已经洗完，烧烤架被放到角落，原本凌乱的天台都收拾整洁。 　　生活的痕迹被竭力抹平，但多出来的餐桌、阳伞、躺椅， 乱七八糟的砖和不知从哪扛来的旧轮胎，都在讲述这里曾经的热闹景象。 　　王法拖着黑色行李箱，正好从屋里出来。 　　空气里有炭火味道， 城市夜空散发着幽蓝的光， 她送给王法的米妮气球， 正在栏杆上方随风摇曳。 　　“喝点儿？”林晚星举着沉甸甸的塑料袋，问王法。 　　“车已经到了。”王法说。 　　林晚星没理他， 而是自顾自走到户外桌边。她把刚在楼下小卖部里买的东西，一件件拿出来。 　　薯片、虾条、豆干、牛奶、啤酒…… 　　小零食满满地摆了一桌，林晚星“刺啦”一声，开了罐啤酒， 咕噜咕噜，一口气喝了大半。 　　她打了个嗝，王法已拖着行李箱走过她面前。 　　“你也太聪明了。”林晚星有点醉醺醺，很直接地说， “人在金钱面前， 最容易失去说话的勇气， 你选了个最好的借口让我们闭嘴，少挽留你。” 　　离开脚步未停，行李箱滚轮压过水泥地面，仿佛沉沉碾过林晚星心头。 　　“你要走了，不是要离开我们，而是要离开那片球场，对吗？”她用很和缓的声音问道。 　　天台铁门打开，背后球场陷入漫长黑夜，林晚星握着啤酒罐，说：“我们谈谈。” 　　没有任何回应。 　　像有一双无形的手，将时间无限拉长，连划过表盘的秒针，都被无限延缓。 　　突然，铁门“砰”地关上，时空重新运转。 　　脚步声和滚轮声再次响起，林晚星听到原本理应消失的一切声音，再度回响于天台夜色中。 　　她抿了口啤酒，回过头。 　　青年脱下鸭舌帽，很干脆地在她对面落座。 　　他眉骨深邃，黑夜中，目光也变得幽深：“消息这么快公布了？” 　　这时的王法与她曾见过的王法都不同，夜色为他蒙上一层阴影，像嶙峋而冷峻的崖壁，亘古矗立于午夜海边。 　　林晚星把买的所有饮料在桌上码成一排，让王法挑选。 　　红色的可乐，黄色的啤酒，橙色的美年达…… 　　王法没有动，并不想和她最后喝一杯。 　　林晚星：“为什么最后是刘指导接任了？” 　　“刘指导很熟悉永川恒大，当主教练很合适。” 　　“你知道我问的不是这个。”林晚星的手指在饮料上轻点，选了罐雪碧，推出去，“我是想问，那么你呢？” 　　“你想听我说什么？” 　　王法没拿她推荐的雪碧，而是自己开了罐永川纯生，他声音直白冷酷，同啤酒罐开启的“刺啦”声一并响起。 　　林晚星：“永川恒大确实找了你吧，你嘴上说1500万欧元是无法拒绝的大价钱，实际上根本没把钱放在眼里。所以刘指导只能自个儿上了，是这么一回事吧？” 　　青年仰头喝了口啤酒，露出利落的下颚线和洁白修长的脖颈：“你说的没错。” 　　“什么没错？” 　　“我确实有钱，所以没把1500万放在眼里。”他放下啤酒罐，这么说。 　　林晚星被噎了下：“有钱你还在我这连吃带骗的？” 　　“有钱的意思是，我比较随心所欲，觉得没意思，就能直接走人。”王法说。 　　他这句话很冷酷。 　　空气中的水分凝结在冰凉的易拉罐上，顺着林晚星的手指滴下来，她望着青年在夜色中的冷峻面容，说：“王法，如果我是你，我一定不会坐下来解释的。” 　　王法愣了下，却没说话。 　　“你骨子里比我更认真负责，你觉得一走了之对不住我们，所以得找些借口，让我们好受些。”林晚星说，“你不需要这样。你我都知道，问题不是钱，你也不是你说的那样的人。” 　　“听上去有点肉麻，小林老师，过了。”王法抿了口啤酒，淡淡地说。 　　“王法，不用堵我嘴，我知道你意志坚决，要杜绝一切让自己回心转意的可能，因为我和学生们确实在动摇你。可你要离开的并不是我们，而是前面那座球场。我只想知道，这是为什么？” 　　林晚星用前所未有的平静声音一字一句问道。 　　王法并没有第一时间回答。 　　夜风横贯天台，将绑在栏杆上的粉色气球吹得猎猎作响。 　　他甚至没有喝口啤酒更未点支烟，所有漫长挣扎都会变成一句再普通不过的陈述。 　　“我的确要离开球场。”他说。 　　林晚星蓦地抬眼，手指按在易拉罐上，竭力让自己保持平静。 　　“为什么？”她问。 　　青年望着远方的球场，星月洒下些微的光，但更多是黑暗。 　　“因为那次球场暴力事件吗？”林晚星想了下，很直白地问。 　　“你终于去查我了么？”王法有片刻意外，但神色很快恢复如常。 　　林晚星摇了摇头：“有人在楼下黑板上给我留了信，发了两封邮件给我。”林晚星很诚实地说，“一封是永川恒大俱乐部内部任命邮件，任命刘传广为一线队主教练。还有一封信里，有段视频，英国的新闻。” 　　她边说，边把手机拿出来，摆在桌上，朝向王法。 　　王法并没有点开那段视频，他只是低头看了眼封面，就知道那是什么。 　　林晚星思考了下，虽然残酷，但她的手指还是轻轻滑过手机屏幕，按下视频播放键。 　　手机屏幕乍亮，含混而兴奋的背景音响起，在静默的夜里显得格外嘈杂浓重。 　　王法坐在餐桌对面，林晚星观察着他的表情：“经历了这样的事情，你应该已经寻找过专业帮助了，我说的是心理医生。但你的问题并没有被解决，对吗？” 　　王法神色如常，手机的斗殴画面和天台上充斥的所有辱骂声，都对他造成不了任何影响。 　　他只是安静地坐着，直至镜头扫过看台面容扭曲的球迷，最后的球鞋碾过画面，新闻播放结束，画面归暗。 　　过了一段时间，王法才徐徐开口：“我现在相信，你是专业的了。” 　　“你从英国回来也是因为这件事吗？球队认为这是你的问题，让你对这件事负责？”林晚星问。 　　“不用担心，球队不会因为这种事开我。”王法握住易拉罐，表情冷漠。 　　“那是你主动离开南安普顿的，为什么啊？”林晚星仍感到不可思议，“我听学生说，在英国当教练很难，所以我查了下。德国每年颁发出去的普通教练资格证书有四千份，西班牙和意大利也有三千多份。而英国，只有六份。在英国光拿个教练证就很难，做职业球队的主教练难于登天，你为什么要放弃？” 　　“我在南安普顿的职位是青训主管副兼U21主教练，你知道这意味着什么吗？”王法反问。 　　林晚星摇了摇头。 　　“这意味着我在这行里，花了很长很长的时间。” 　　王法坐在她对面，缓缓开口，那是林晚星从未想过的人生。 　　“英国足球俱乐部历史悠久，相对封闭，并不很在意你说的教练证，他们在乎的是‘自己人’。我14岁进米尔凯恩斯青年队，不久就发现，我的兴趣并不在成为球员上。于是，我开始在南安普顿做勤杂工。每天清洁草坪、打扫更衣室，这些都是没有报酬的工作。后来，队里一位青训教练的孩子正在学习中文，我找机会成为教练孩子的中文老师。与他混熟了之后，我被推荐，得到一个最低级的青年队助理教练的位置，一直到我担任U17梯队主教练，我的队伍拿到了英格兰青年足总杯的冠军。最后，我才能得到南安普顿的青训副主管的职位。我今年29岁，从14岁开始，我人生超过一半以上的时间，全部花在了这件事上。” 　　王法自始至终都保持着平缓的语调，无论是做勤杂工抑或夺冠的经历，在他的回忆里都没有任何区别。 　　林晚星想，那么多深入的心理治疗和谈话，他必定无数次回忆和叙述过这段经历，确定无甚留恋，语气才会如此平静。 　　“但你觉得自己走错了，那些时间和努力都是白费？”林晚星无法理解，“问题出在哪里，新闻里的那天，到底发生了什么？” 　　“那天发生的事，就是你所看到的一切。”王法说。 　　“球场冲突，有球员意外死亡？” 　　“是。” 　　“你很自责？” 　　“不，我很害怕。”王法说。
Chapter 63 Fear Lin Wanxing stood up, walked to the classroom door, and turned off the light.　　She ran downstairs to the commissary, and bought all the snacks that looked good, not knowing what she wanted.　　Finally, carrying such a large bag of things, she quickly ran upstairs, panting and pushing open the iron door of the rooftop.　　The starry night is low.　　The dishes have been washed, the barbecue grill has been placed in the corner, and the original messy rooftop has been cleaned up.　　The traces of life have been smoothed out, but the extra dining tables, parasols, chaise longues, messy bricks and old tires that have been carried out of nowhere all tell the story of the past.　　Wang Fa dragged the black suitcase and just came out of the house.　　The air smelled of charcoal, the night sky of the city glowed blue, and the Minnie Mouse balloon she had given to Wang Fa was swaying in the wind above the railing.　　"Have a drink?" Lin Wanxing held up the heavy plastic bag and asked Wang Fa.　　"The car has arrived." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing ignored him, but walked to the outdoor table by herself. She took out the things she had just bought in the store downstairs, one by one.　　Potato chips, shrimp crackers, dried tofu, milk, beer, ...... 　　Small snacks were placed on the table, Lin Wanxing "stabbed", opened a can of beer, gurgling, and drank most of it in one go.　　She hiccuped, and Wang Fa had already walked past her with his suitcase in tow.　　"You're too smart, too." Lin Wanxing was a little drunk, and said very directly, "In front of money, people are most likely to lose the courage to speak, you chose the best excuse to shut us up and keep you less." 　　The footsteps did not stop, and the trunk rollers pressed against the concrete floor, as if they were sinking over Lin Wanxing's heart.　　"You're leaving, not from us, but from that field, right?" She asked in a very gentle voice.　　The iron door of the rooftop opened, and the court behind him fell into a long dark night, Lin Wanxing held the beer can and said, "Let's talk." There was no response.　　It is like a pair of invisible hands, which stretch the time infinitely, and even the second hand that crosses the dial is infinitely delayed.　　Suddenly, the iron door slammed shut, and time and space re-opened.　　The sound of footsteps and wheels sounded again, and Lin Wanxing heard all the sounds that should have disappeared, and they echoed in the night on the rooftop again.　　She took a sip of her beer and turned back.　　The young man took off his cap and sat down across from her very simply.　　His eyebrows were deep, and in the dark night, his gaze became dark: "The news was announced so soon? At this time, Wang Fa was different from the Wang Fa she had ever seen, and the night cast a shadow over him, like a craggy and cold cliff, standing on the midnight seashore for eternity.　　Lin Wanxing stacked all the drinks he bought on the table in a row and let Wang Fa choose.　　Red Coke, Yellow Beer, Orange Mirinda...... 　　Wang Fa didn't move, and didn't want to have a drink with her for the last time.　　Lin Wanxing: "Why did Director Liu take over in the end?" "Coach Liu is very familiar with Yongchuan Evergrande, and it is very suitable to be the head coach." 　　"You know that's not what I'm asking." Lin Wanxing's fingers tapped on the drink, selected a can of Sprite, and pushed it out, "I just want to ask, what about you?" "What do you want to hear me say?" 　　Wang Fa didn't take the Sprite she recommended, but opened the can of Yongchuan Chunsheng by himself, and his voice was straightforward and cold, and the sound of "stinging" when the beer can was opened sounded.　　Lin Wanxing: "Yongchuan Evergrande did find you, you said that 15 million euros is a big price that you can't refuse, but in fact, you don't take the money into account at all." So Director Liu can only go on his own, is that the case? The young man raised his head and took a sip of beer, revealing a neat jawline and a white slender neck: "You're right. "What's right?" 　　"I do have money, so I didn't put 15 million in my eyes." He put down the beer can and said so.　　Lin Wanxing was choked: "You are still cheating me when you have money?" "Being rich means that I am more freewheeling, and if I find it boring, I can just leave." Wang Fa said.　　He said this coldly.　　The moisture in the air condensed on the cold can, dripping down Lin Wanxing's fingers, she looked at the young man's cold face in the night, and said, "Wang Fa, if I were you, I would definitely not sit down and explain." Wang Fa was stunned, but did not speak.　　"You are more serious and responsible than me in your bones, and you feel that you can't stand us if you leave, so you have to find some excuses to make us feel better." Lin Wanxing said, "You don't need to be like this. You and I both know that the problem is not money, and you are not who you say you are. "Sounds a little numb, Mr. Kobayashi, it's over." Wang Fa took a sip of beer and said lightly.　　"Wang Fa, don't gag me, I know that you are resolute and want to put an end to all possibilities for you to change your mind, because the students and I are indeed shaking you. But it's not us who you're leaving, it's the stadium in front of you. I just want to know, why is that? Lin Wanxing asked word by word in an unprecedentedly calm voice.　　Wang Fa did not answer immediately.　　The night breeze swept across the rooftop, blowing the pink balloons tied to the railings.　　He didn't even take a sip of beer or light a cigarette, and all his long struggles turned into ordinary statements.　　"I'm really going to leave the pitch." He said.　　Lin Wanxing raised her eyes suddenly, pressed her fingers on the can, and tried her best to keep herself calm.　　"Why?" She asked.　　The young man looked at the stadium in the distance, and the stars and moon shone a little light, but more darkness.　　"Is it because of that violence on the pitch?" Lin Wanxing thought for a moment and asked very bluntly.　　"Are you finally going to check on me?" Wang Fa was surprised for a moment, but his expression quickly returned to normal.　　Lin Wanxing shook her head: "Someone left me a letter on the blackboard downstairs and sent me two emails. Lin Wanxing said honestly, "One is an internal appointment email from Yongchuan Evergrande Club, appointing Liu Chuanguang as the head coach of the first team. There is also a letter with a video, the news in the UK. As she spoke, she took out her phone and placed it on the table, facing Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa didn't click on the video, he just looked down at the cover and knew what it was.　　Lin Wanxing thought for a moment, although cruel, her fingers still gently slid over the phone screen and pressed the video play button.　　The mobile phone screen is lit up, and the vague and excited background sound sounds, which is particularly noisy and heavy in the silent night.　　Wang Fa sat across the table, and Lin Wanxing observed his expression: "After experiencing such a thing, you should have already sought professional help, I'm talking about a psychiatrist." But your problem wasn't solved, was it? Wang Fa's expression was as usual, and the brawl screen on his mobile phone and all the insults on the rooftop had no effect on him.　　He just sat quietly until the camera swept over the distorted fans in the stands, the last of his shoes ran over the frame, and the news was over and the picture went dark.　　After a while, Wang Fa slowly spoke: "I believe now that you are a professional." "Did you come back from England because of this too? Does the team think it's your problem and hold you accountable for it? Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Don't worry, the team won't fire me for this." Wang Fa held the can with an indifferent expression.　　"You left Southampton on your own initiative, why?" Lin Wanxing still felt incredible, "I heard from students that it was difficult to be a coach in the UK, so I checked it. Every year, 4,000 general coaching certificates are issued in Germany, and more than 3,000 in Spain and Italy. In the UK, there are only six. It's hard to get a coaching license in the UK, and it's hard to be the head coach of a professional team, so why should you give up? "My role at Southampton is Deputy Head of Academy and Head of Under-21s, do you know what that means?" Wang Fa asked rhetorically.　　Lin Wanxing shook her head.　　"That means I've spent a long, long time in this business." 　　Wang Fa sat opposite her and spoke slowly, that was a life that Lin Wanxing had never thought of.　　"English football clubs have a long history, they are relatively closed, they don't really care about the coaching cards you say, they care about 'their own people'. I joined the youth team at Mil Keynes at the age of 14 and soon discovered that my interest was not in becoming a player. So, I started working as a handyman in Southampton. Cleaning the lawn and cleaning the locker room every day are all unpaid jobs. Later, the child of a youth coach in the team was learning Chinese, and I found the opportunity to become a Chinese teacher for the coach's child. After getting acquainted with him, I was recommended for a junior assistant coach position in the youth team, until I was the head coach of the Under-17s and my team won the FA Youth Cup. Eventually, I was able to get a position as Deputy Head of Academy at Southampton. I'm 29 years old, and since I was 14, more than half of my life has been spent on it. Wang Fa maintained a calm tone throughout, and there was no difference in his recollections of being a handyman or winning a championship.　　Lin Wanxing thought that with so many in-depth psychotherapy and conversations, he must have recalled and recounted this experience countless times, and he was sure that he had no nostalgia for it, so his tone would be so calm.　　"But you feel like you're on the wrong side and that all that time and effort has been wasted?" Lin Wanxing couldn't understand, "What's the problem, what happened that day in the news?" "What happened that day is what you see." Wang Fa said.　　"Stadium clashes, accidental deaths of players?" 　　"Yes." 　　"You blame yourself?" 　　"No, I'm scared." Wang Fa said.

第64章 晚风 　　“那天球员倒下， 可我们谁都没有在意，都被仇恨蒙蔽双眼。直到他脸色发紫，失去生机， 才被注意到。” 　　晚风拂过王法脸庞， 如一则无声的长镜头，直至最后，才会有刺破耳膜的鸣响。 　　“那个时刻，我突然在想，我在做什么？不是这件事里我在做什么，而是我一直以来， 究竟在做什么？”王法说。 　　画面里，球场的绿色恣意生长，失去时间刻度， 如大片泥泞的沼泽。 　　“你不明白的是， 自己到底为什么站在球场上。”林晚星说。 　　“会有这样的时候吧。”王法轻轻转动早已空空如也的啤酒罐， “有可能是死亡本身确实震慑到我，但我不觉得有什么丢人的。” 　　“那你最早的时候， 为什么想当教练呢？”林晚星给自己新开了罐酒，喝了一口，“你14岁的时候还是球员，什么改变了你的志向？” 　　“14岁？”王法有力的手臂搭在餐桌上， 陷入漫长的回忆，“那时候我在米尔顿凯恩斯青年队u15梯队踢球，米尔顿凯恩斯刚刚改成现在这个名字，以前他们叫温布尔登， 是英格兰一度大名鼎鼎的‘狂帮’。狂帮讲究力量， 讲究跑动， 讲究冲撞，所以他们青年队的教练，也更喜欢选拔那些身体强壮的孩子。” 　　王法说起这些的时候，并没有任何遗憾之情，他说，“我身体素质不错，但和那些天赋异禀的欧洲人比，还有差距，所以比赛的时候经常在替补席上。” 　　林晚星看着对面的黑发青年，想象了下当时缩小版的他。 　　那应该是个黑发少年，皮肤是健康的小麦色，五官没现在这么立体，瞳仁颜色也浅，所以很柔和安静，有点人畜无害。 　　这样的少年坐在板凳上，而在他前方球场上，是双方拼得你死我活的敌我球员们，他会是什么心情呢？ 　　“有不甘心吗，想上去自己踢？”林晚星问。 　　王法摇摇头：“没什么不甘心的，虽然没人不想在球场上证明自己，但我却觉得，看别人踢球也很有趣。那是一个参与其中，又游离其外的视角，能让我很好地观察我的球队。我当时有个朋友，叫迈尔斯，他很壮，不知道吃什么长大的。他速度快，块头大，教练们都很看好他，觉得他将来会成为鲁尼那样的顶级前锋，可是我却觉得那不对。”王法很确定地说。 　　林晚星继续听下去。 　　“迈尔斯他技术太粗糙，基本功差，当前锋的话，很难在激烈逼抢中取得进球。有一次比赛，教练派他上场，让他打前锋，我也不知道是怎么想的，突然说了一句‘我觉得迈尔斯应该打后腰’，当时大家都转头看着我……”王法说。 　　“教练骂你了？”林晚星问。 　　“我只是个替补，在激烈的赛场上，说这种废话显然是大忌，不过当时教练没骂我，根本没人搭理我。” 　　林晚星想象了下，当时黑发少年鼓足勇气说出想法，却不被在意的落寞神情：“然后呢。” 　　“虽然没人理我，但我还是想试试，我想证明我的想法是正确的。所以我偷偷拉着迈尔斯做后腰的跑动训练，被教练发现，他根本不听我的辩解，将我赶回家，禁止我参加训练一个星期，他认为我只是在调皮捣蛋，所以要惩罚我。”王法说。 　　“然后，你离开了球队？”林晚星问。 　　“不，我又去找了我们教练。” 　　王法的执着，超出林晚星的想象。 　　他说：“那一周我不允许进俱乐部大门，我翻墙进老头家里。我站在他面前，告诉他，他必须听听我的想法。” 　　“老头……不是，你的教练，他听了吗？” 　　“当然没有。”王法终于显露出一丝少年时的桀骜，“老头问我‘小子，你现在多高？’我说‘我马上要5.9英尺，他却对我说，‘小子，球门离地都要8英尺，知道我为什么不听你说话吗，因为你长得太矮、声音太小’，然后他就让我滚出去，不然他就报警了。” 　　所谓的矮小，当然是“你还不够格”的另类说法。 　　林晚星想象了下当时的情景。 　　那个14岁的黑发少年，踌躇满志准备了大堆理由，鼓足勇气跑到教练家里，却连说出自己想法的机会都没有。 　　“然后呢？”她问。 　　“然后就很简单，既然他认为我还不够高，那我只有一步步站到高处，让他听见我的声音，告诉他我是对的。” 　　“我显然不能在米尔凯恩斯获得机会，所以我辗转一些俱乐部，最后来到了南安普顿，因为我知道，这里的青训是全英格兰最好的，我必须得比老头厉害。后面的故事就是那些费尽心思，要获得一个机会的过程。” 　　最开始讲起迈尔斯和老头时，王法语气中仍有很多鲜活的情绪。但到谈话进行这里，突然变成轻描淡写与一笔带过。他并不在意其中艰辛，觉得那些奋斗毫无意义。 　　林晚星：“那么你证明自己了吗，或者说，你觉得老头他，最后听到了你的声音吗？” 　　王法很平和地说，“大概十年后，有次我们青训营开营，我又见到了老头，他牵着一个小男孩，说那是他的孙子。他摸着小孩的脑袋，委托我，给他的孙子找个身家清白的球迷家庭寄宿，当然，这是种委婉的说法……” 　　十几年努力，身份调转，王法成为被请求的那方。 　　林晚星说：“他希望你能罩着他的孙子。” 　　王法点点头：“那天下着雨，老头告诉我了一些关于迈尔斯的消息。老头说，我离开后，迈尔斯越踢越不行，慢慢的只能去混低级联赛，现在一个业余队里踢后腰，并且已经转行做了面点师。他告诉我说，‘当时你说的是对的。’” 　　“最后老头，把这个交给了我。” 　　王法身体微微前倾，他从宽松的运动裤口袋里，掏出一只秒表，放到桌上，推到她面前。 　　她微低头，那枚秒表真的很旧了，尤其在今夜光线昏暗的星夜下，更显得伤痕累累。 　　“我最早想做教练，只是为了证明我是对的。在那个下雨天，老头把他的孙子交到我手里时，我已经证明了这点，不是吗？”王法问她。 　　林晚星想，似乎是这样的，这一个完美的故事。 　　始于少年时一念，恒于青年人半生努力，终于雨夜的一席谈话。 　　老人将自己最珍视的东西，亲手交托于那个他曾认为桀骜不驯的黑发少年手中。 　　但真实人生和美好的故事总不一样，它会不断不断地进行下去，直到某一天…… 　　或许是球场旁也可能是医院内，说不定当时王法正在警局接受调查，他得到了那场比赛球员死亡的讯息。 　　无论在何种情境，那必定是个他想损毁掩埋，却无数次徘徊于脑海的瞬间。 　　在那段混乱的视频中，球员们扑向对方，看台上的球迷们嘶吼声震耳欲聋。 　　每个人都是自己最原始的模样，但也不是他们自己。 　　“狂热。”林晚星缓缓说道，“生与死之间有条界线，但狂热会令人越界。” 　　“足球是靠狂热赚钱的产业。”王法的叙述很平静，“球场意外死亡，是千万分之一的意外概率，我很清楚这点。朴茨茅斯和我们是宿敌。‘宿敌’是一个被营造出的词汇，所有球迷都会关注这场比赛。因为我们和他们有仇，大家必须往死了干，肢体冲突再正常不过。那天球员倒下，可我们谁都没有在意，都被仇恨蒙蔽双眼。” 　　林晚星实事求是地说：“人在激情状态下，是不受理智左右的。如果这是一场路边的斗殴，你应该会拿起手机报警，但在你被卷入其中，那是不一样的情况。” 　　“你和我的心理医生一样，认为问题是我在对方球员死亡后，遭受了很大打击，过度自责，因此将情绪迁怒于足球。”王法说，“我承认，这肯定是其中一部分原因。” 　　“还有另一部分原因呢？”她问。 　　“还有一部分原因，关于韦德·斯图尔特，那名死去的球员就叫这个名字。朴茨茅斯为他举办了葬礼，我们也得到消息，我告诉俱乐部，我想去参加。当时我在接受心理治疗，我和我的心理医生都认为，去参加葬礼有助于解决我的问题。” 　　“所以，你去了吗？” 　　王法终于露出失望的神情：“我的俱乐部拒绝了我的要求，因为我们是宿敌，这件事对方死了人，我们绝对不可能低头揽锅。官方将派不相干人士前往表示哀悼，而我他们请我那天不要离开训练基地。” 　　“但你还是去了。”林晚星说。 　　“是的，我去了。”王法说，“那天还在下雨，英国总在下雨。我站在墓园外，却最终，没有走进去。” 　　林晚星没再问“为什么”，“为什么你到了那里，却没有进去”。 　　因为对于王法来说，他并不是一个人。 　　他是球迷的希望，背负俱乐部的声望，更重要的是，他是那些孩子们的教练，他不能让自己球员失望，他有太多束缚。 　　在那一瞬的感受和之后无数次回忆时的感受一样，对自我的失望，令他感到痛苦。 　　“这里面还是有很多有趣的事情吧。”林晚星努力地问道，“我是说当教练，如果只是为了向别人证明你自己，你早该在老头认可你的时候就辞职走人了。” 　　“其实和你想得不太一样，南安普顿和其他俱乐部不同，我们一直以来做的是青年球员买卖交易，在这上面赚了几亿欧元。”王法神情严肃，“在我们这个行业里，时间和努力是最不值钱的东西。我见过太多出色而富有天赋的球员。一百个进入南安普顿的球员中，能走到最后的，也许就只有一个，在这个过程中，我必须很快放弃任何一个跟不上的孩子。怜悯是没有用的，在真正的职业赛场上，容不得任何瑕疵。包括我自己也是一样。可真站上想要的位置，十几年的辛苦，无数人的心血和汗水，又怎么样呢？” 　　王法的讲述，让林晚星真切感受他的失落。 　　“在俱乐部旗帜的号召下，我们不过是凝聚在原始图腾下的战士，用另一种形式与对手厮杀。一旦站在场上，我们同古罗马斗兽场里取悦贵族的奴隶有什么本质区别？”王法这么问她。 　　林晚星猛地抬头，没想到王法竟会这么认为：“你在质疑足球本身。” 　　“是又怎样？”王法反问，“更快更高更强，突破自我，超越人类极限？那都是别人的事，我只是足球这个无烟工业中的一员，我为满足狂热欲望而服务。我纵容球员们赛场斗殴，忽视对方死去的球员，我甚至没有勇气踏入那片墓园。我站在洗手台前，看着镜子里的自己，觉得连我自己都面目可憎，你告诉我，我到底在做什么？” 　　林晚星无法回答。 　　在她看到那段视频后，她想和王法谈谈，为此，她计划过很多谈话要点。 　　可等她听完王法的故事，她发现在真正的拷问面前，一切开解都是徒劳。 　　因为她望着王法，能真切感受到那种奋斗半生却突然停下举目四望的茫然。 　　他站在生死之间，被巨大的黑伞笼罩。 　　他骤然回望曾走过的的大半人生，雨水迷蒙，根本看不清来时的路。 　　“或许足球光芒万丈，但它，没有落在我的身上。” 　　王法最后说道。 　　林晚星终于理解她邀请王法做高中校队教练的可笑之处。 　　他曾站得太高，也见过太多，他视职业足球是个为取悦球迷制造利润而滋生的产业。 　　他认为自己在产业中迷失自我，他没有教导好自己曾经的球员。所以现在，他也不想让她的学生们，继续走上这条道路。 　　他可以用这十天时间为他们开个好头，但无法再做更多的事。 　　“梦想”这些东西，确实无法对他产生任何吸引力。 　　因为在老头把自己的秒表交于他手中的那刻，他已经实现了最初的梦想。 　　而站在墓园外的时刻，他放弃了努力半生的梦想。 　　他不会留在宏景八中，更不会去永川恒大，因为他发现，他错了。 　　“我明白了。”最终，林晚星只能这么说道。 　　王法坐在桌边，听到了这句回答。 　　在餐桌对面，女孩的声音很轻，因为喝多了酒，她的脸颊和眼眶都有些红润。 　　但她的目光却始终明亮柔和，像她的名字一样。 　　后来很多次，王法回忆自己那时的心情。 　　他想起自己和林晚星走在公园池塘边的情景，有人把石头扔进水里，水珠滴落在荷花的粉色花瓣上。 　　她或许不知道，她只是坐在那里，就令人有想要倾诉的欲望。 　　夜风柔和，所以他又坐了一会，远处城市的灯光渐次熄灭，王法知道，确实到点了。 　　他从椅子上站起来，重新扶住拖杆箱。 　　“你有东西没拿走。”林晚星说。 　　王法看了眼桌上的秒表，说：“送给你了。” 　　大概有那么一瞬，林晚星在他目光中感到了失望。 　　她不清楚那是对足球的失望，还是对她感到失望。 　　这是他重复过很多很多遍的问题，他曾花太多时间坐在球场看台上思索，无论是他人抑或自己，他为始终没人能说服他而感到失望。 　　“我理解你的感受。”终于，林晚星也从桌边站起，她说，“或许你在之前的所有治疗中，都听过无数遍这句话，但我确实理解你的感受。” 　　可他们却还是擦肩而过。 　　“很多问题是没办法解决的，我那时候这么认为。” 　　她往天台边走，夜风拂面，近处的球场仿若蛰伏的巨兽，而远处是陷入夜晚沉眠的人世间。 　　“老实讲我刚才努力了，但书上的东西，那些谈话技巧，在真实问题面前，都显得很贫瘠。”风吹起了她的鬓发，“不怕你笑话，几个月前，我回来过这里一次，那时候我心理状态很差，我在想‘从这里跳下去，到底是什么样的感觉呢’？” 　　滚轮和行进的脚步声终于停下，林晚星的声音却没有停。 　　“当时我在想，我走过的人生路就那么一点，谁知道前面还会有什么呢？但又觉得这也太难了，我可真是走不下去了，无论好的坏的，我都不想再看到了，这很没有意思。”林晚星回头看了眼王法，“你也觉得，足球很没意思吧？” 　　不远处的青年也正望向她。 　　他重新戴上那顶鸭舌帽，露出利落的下颚线与挺直的脖颈，却让人看不清任何神色。 　　“然后呢？”王法抬起头，看向林晚星。 　　在他对面，女孩趁着夜风，向他缓步走来。 　　她依旧带着温和的笑意，风拂过池塘里的莲叶与花瓣。 　　她从口袋里掏出一件东西，塞到他手里：“我说了，你有东西没带走。” 　　王法低头，那是枚银色的1元硬币，还带着她的体温和一点酒意。 　　林晚星回头，指了指桌上那一大堆零食，告诉他：“现在1块钱很难搞，为了给你找个硬币，我买了那些东西。” 　　“你让我扔硬币？”王法感到意外。 　　“对啊，你们足球里不也是抛硬币选边，很有寓意吧。”林晚星说，“我当时口袋里也正好有一枚硬币，我是那么想的，正面走，反面留。我无法说服你，甚至我也认为你是对的，可我同样知道，在这里，你仍有不舍。” 　　女生用手指，轻轻点了点他的胸口：“不要忽视你心中仅存的那一点不舍与留恋，你的所有情绪，它们都非常珍贵。” 　　“我无法挽留你，因为我也不知道，你继续走下去前方会是什么，但我希望你能做件蠢事，试试看，让老天爷来帮你做选择。” 　　女生脸上始终带着很清淡的笑容，短发扎在脑后，只有很短的一截，她更多的鬓发被风吹乱。 　　这种办法确实不像她这样的人能想出来的，但王法很清楚，她确实没有办法了。 　　夜空中，粉色的气球被风吹得猎猎作响，米妮小姐始终亲和可爱。 　　王法低下头，他无法拒绝。 　　那是很简单的动作，可硬币被抛向夜空时，却仿佛重如千钧。 　　它很快落下，发出“叮当”一声轻响，在地上滚了两圈，最后稳稳停下。 　　夜空下，银色数字“1”格外清晰，上天意志果决走吧。 　　王法和林晚星同时收回视线。 　　他看到女生眼中没有任何失望，她目光宁和如星夜，一直注视着他。 　　王法握住拖杆箱，转身迈开脚步。 　　他身后的人却一直没有动。 　　“你当时抛到了哪面？”手触摸到绿色的铁门，王法忽然问道。 　　“正面。”林晚星答。 　　正面意味纵身一跃，人生苦海，就此解脱。 　　心电图终于突然走向颤动的高峰，王法回头，望向不远处的女孩：“但你还在这。” 　　“是啊，因为我耍赖了。” 　　她站在星空下，用很清淡的笑容，回答他。 　　那夜的风始终带着苦涩味道。 　　像有人把盐粒洒入风里，筷子轻轻搅动，所有情绪都被卷动着，溶解于风中，轻轻扩散并最终包裹住了他们。
Chapter 64: The Night Breeze "The player fell that day, but none of us cared, we were all blinded by hatred. It wasn't until his face turned purple and he lost his life that he was noticed. The evening breeze swept through Wang Fa's face, like a silent long shot, until the end, there was a sound of piercing the eardrum.　　"At that moment, I suddenly thought, what am I doing? It's not what I'm doing, it's what I've been doing, all along. Wang Fa said.　　In the picture, the green of the stadium grows freely, losing its time scale, like a large muddy swamp.　　"What you don't understand is why you're standing on the court." Lin Wanxing said.　　"There will be a time like this." Wang Fa gently turned the already empty beer can, "It's possible that death itself really shocked me, but I don't think there's anything to be ashamed of." 　　"Then why did you want to be a coach in the first place?" Lin Wanxing opened a new can of wine for herself and took a sip, "You were still a player when you were 14 years old, what changed your ambitions?" "14?" Wang Fa's powerful arms rested on the dining table, and fell into a long memory, "At that time, I was playing in the Milton Keynes Keynes youth team, and Milton Keynes had just changed their current name, they used to be called Wimbledon, and they were once the famous 'mad gang' in England. The Crazy Gang is all about strength, running, and ramming, so the coaches of their youth team also prefer to select those who are physically strong. Wang Fa did not have any regrets when talking about this, he said, "I have good physical fitness, but there is still a gap compared to those talented Europeans, so I am often on the bench when I play." Lin Wanxing looked at the black-haired young man opposite and imagined a smaller version of him at that time.　　It should be a black-haired teenager, his skin is a healthy wheat color, his facial features are not as three-dimensional as they are now, and his pupils are light in color, so he is very soft and quiet, a little harmless to humans and animals.　　How would such a teenager feel when he was sitting on the bench and on the pitch in front of him, the players who were fighting to the death?　　"Are you unwilling to go up and kick yourself?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　Wang Fa shook his head: "There's nothing unwilling, although no one doesn't want to prove themselves on the court, but I think it's also fun to watch others play." It's a participatory, yet detached perspective that gives me a good look at my team. I had a friend named Miles who was very strong and didn't know what to eat. He's fast, he's big, and the coaches are looking forward to him and think he's going to be a top striker like Wayne Rooney, but I don't think that's right. Wang Fa said with certainty.　　Lin Wanxing continued to listen.　　"Miles is too rough in technique, he has poor fundamentals, and if he is a striker, it is difficult to score in a fierce press. One game, the coach sent him on the pitch and asked him to play as a striker, and I don't know what to think, and suddenly he said, 'I think Miles should play in the back', and everyone turned their heads to look at me...... "Wang Fa said.　　"The coach scolded you?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"I'm just a substitute, and it's obviously taboo to talk this kind of nonsense in the fierce arena, but the coach didn't scold me at that time, and no one paid attention to me at all." 　　Lin Wanxing imagined the lonely look that the black-haired boy had the courage to say what he thought, but he didn't care: "Then what." "Even though no one paid attention to me, I still wanted to try, and I wanted to prove that I was right. So I secretly pulled Myers to do running training in the back and was found out by the coach, who didn't listen to my excuses at all, threw me home, banned me from training for a week, and thought I was just being naughty, so he wanted to punish me. Wang Fa said.　　"And then, you left the team?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"No, I went to our coach again." 　　Wang Fa's persistence is beyond Lin Wanxing's imagination.　　"I wasn't allowed to enter the club that week, I climbed over the wall and went into the old man's house," he said. I stood in front of him and told him that he had to listen to my thoughts. "Old man...... No, your coach, did he listen? "Of course not." Wang Fa finally showed a hint of his youthful rebelliousness, "The old man asked me, 'Boy, how tall are you now?' I said, 'I'm going to be 5.9 feet, and he said to me, 'Boy, the goal is 8 feet off the ground, do you know why I'm not listening to you because you're too short and too quiet,' and he told me to get out of here or he'd call the police.'" The so-called short is of course an alternative way of saying "you're not qualified enough".　　Lin Wanxing imagined the scene at that time.　　The 14-year-old black-haired boy was full of ambition and prepared a lot of reasons, and he mustered up the courage to run to the coach's house, but he didn't even have a chance to say what he thought.　　"And then?" She asked.　　"Then it's very simple, since he thinks I'm not tall enough, then I just have to stand up to the top and let him hear me and tell him I'm right." 　　'I obviously couldn't get a chance at Mil Cairns, so I moved around a few clubs and ended up at Southampton because I knew that the academy was the best in England and I had to be better than the old man. The rest of the story is the process of trying to get a chance. When he first talked about Miles and the old man, there was still a lot of fresh emotion in Wang's tone. But when the conversation progresses here, it suddenly becomes an understatement and a brush-off. He didn't care about the hardships and felt that those struggles were meaningless.　　Lin Wanxing: "So have you proven yourself, or do you think the old man finally heard your voice?" Wang Fa said calmly, "About ten years later, when our academy opened, I saw the old man again, and he was holding a little boy and said it was his grandson. He touched the child's head and entrusted me to find his grandson a clean fan home to stay with, which of course was a euphemism...... 　　After more than ten years of hard work, the identity was reversed, and Wang Fa became the party who was requested.　　Lin Wanxing said: "He wants you to cover his grandson. Wang Fa nodded: "It was raining that day, and the old man told me something about Miles. The old man said, after I left, Miles became more and more unable to play, and slowly he could only go to the lower league, and now he plays in the back of an amateur team, and has changed careers to become a pastry chef. He told me, 'You were right. "Finally, old man, give this to me." 　　Wang Fa leaned forward slightly, he took out a stopwatch from the pocket of his loose sweatpants, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of her.　　She lowered her head slightly, the stopwatch was really old, especially under the dim starry night tonight, it looked even more scarred.　　"I first wanted to be a coach just to prove that I was right. I proved it when the old man delivered his grandson to me on that rainy day, haven't I? Wang Fa asked her.　　Lin Wanxing thought, it seems to be like this, this is a perfect story.　　It began with a thought when I was a teenager, and I worked hard for half a life of young people, and finally a conversation on a rainy night.　　The old man entrusted his most cherished things into the hands of the black-haired boy he had once thought was unruly.　　But real life is not the same as a good story, it will go on and on until one day...... 　　Maybe it was next to the stadium or maybe it was in the hospital, maybe Wang Fa was under investigation at the police station at the time, and he got the information that the player died in that game.　　No matter what the situation, it must be a moment when he wanted to destroy and bury it, but it lingered in his mind countless times.　　In that chaotic video, the players pounced on each other and the fans in the stands screamed deafeningly.　　Everyone is their own primitive, but not themselves.　　"Fanatic." Lin Wanxing said slowly, "There is a line between life and death, but fanaticism can make people cross the line. "Football is an industry that makes money from fanaticism." Wang Fa's account is very calm, "Accidental death on the court is a 1 in 10 million chance of an accident, and I know this very well. Portsmouth and we are old enemies. 'Nemesis' is a word that has been coined, and all fans will be watching this game. Because we have an enmity with them, we all have to fight to the death, and physical conflicts are normal. The player went down that day, but none of us cared, we were all blinded by hatred. Lin Wanxing said matter-of-factly: "When people are in a state of passion, they are not influenced by wisdom. If it was a roadside brawl, you should have picked up your phone and called the police, but when you're caught up in it, it's a different situation. "You, like my psychiatrist, think that the problem is that I suffered a lot after the death of the opposing player, blamed myself too much, and so I turned my anger on football." "I admit that this must be part of the reason. "Is there another part of the reason?" She asked.　　"Part of the reason, about Wade Stewart, that's what the dead player was called. There was a funeral for him at Portsmouth and we got the news and I told the club that I wanted to go. I was in psychotherapy at the time, and both I and my psychiatrist thought that going to the funeral would help solve my problems. "So, did you go?" 　　Wang Fa finally showed a disappointed look: "My club rejected my request, because we are old enemies, and the other party is dead in this matter, and it is absolutely impossible for us to bow our heads and take the blame." Officials will send unrelated people to express their condolences, and I asked them not to leave the training base that day. "But you went anyway." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Yes, I went." "It was still raining that day, and it was always raining in England. I stood outside the cemetery, but in the end, I didn't go inside. Lin Wanxing didn't ask "why" again, "Why did you get there, but you didn't go in".　　Because for Wang Fa, he is not alone.　　He's the hope of the fans, the prestige of the club and more importantly, he's the coach of those kids, he can't let his players down, he has too many constraints.　　The feeling he felt in that moment was the same as the feeling he felt countless times later, and the disappointment in himself was painful.　　"There's a lot of fun going on here." Lin Wanxing asked hard, "I mean, when you become a coach, if you just want to prove yourself to others, you should have resigned and left when the old man recognized you." "It's not quite what you think, Southampton, unlike other clubs, we've always been buying and selling young players and we've made hundreds of millions of euros on that. Wang Fa's expression was serious, "In our industry, time and hard work are the least valuable things. I've seen too many fantastic and talented players. Of the 100 players who made it to Southampton, there was probably only one who made it to the end, and in the process I had to quickly give up any child who couldn't keep up. Mercy is useless, and in the real professional arena, there is no room for flaws. Including myself. But what if you really stand in the position you want, more than ten years of hard work, and the hard work and sweat of countless people?Wang Fa's narration made Lin Wanxing really feel his loss.　　"Under the call of the club flag, we are nothing more than warriors condensed under the primitive totem, fighting our opponents in another form. Once on the field, what is the essential difference between us and the slaves of the ancient Roman Colosseum who please the nobility? Wang Fa asked her.　　Lin Wanxing raised her head suddenly, but she didn't expect Wang Fa to think so: "You are questioning football itself." "So what?" Wang Fa asked rhetorically, "Faster, higher, stronger, break through yourself, and surpass the limits of human beings?" That's somebody else's business, I'm just a member of the smoke-free industry of football, and I'm in the service of satisfying fanatical desires. I connived at the brawls of the players, ignored the dead players, and I didn't even have the courage to step into that cemetery. I stood in front of the sink, looked at myself in the mirror, and felt that even I was disgusted, and you tell me, what the hell am I doing? Lin Wanxing couldn't answer.　　After she saw that video, she wanted to talk to Wang Fa, and for that, she planned a lot of talking points.　　But after she listened to Wang Fa's story, she found that in the face of real torture, all explanations were in vain.　　Because she looked at Wang Fa, she could really feel the blankness of struggling for half a life but suddenly stopping and looking around.　　He stood between life and death, shrouded in a huge black umbrella.　　He suddenly looked back at most of his life, and the rain was misty, and he couldn't see the way he came.　　"Maybe football shines, but it doesn't fall on me." 　　Wang Fa finally said.　　Lin Wanxing finally understood the ridiculousness of her invitation to Wang Fa to be the coach of the high school varsity team.　　He'd stood too tall and seen too much, and he saw professional football as a lucrative industry to please fans.　　He thinks he's lost in the industry and he's not teaching the players he used to be. So now, he doesn't want her students to continue on this path.　　He could use those ten days to get them off to a good start, but he couldn't do anything more.　　"Dreams" of these things really can't have any attraction to him.　　Because the moment the old man handed his stopwatch into his hands, he had already realized his original dream.　　And the moment he stood outside the cemetery, he gave up his dream of working hard for half his life.　　He will not stay in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, let alone go to Yongchuan Evergrande, because he found that he was wrong.　　"I see." In the end, Lin Wanxing could only say this.　　Wang Fa sat at the table and heard this answer.　　Across the table, the girl's voice was soft, her cheeks and eyes were a little rosy because she had drunk too much wine.　　But her gaze was always bright and soft, like her name.　　Many times later, Wang Fa recalled his feelings at that time.　　He remembered walking with Lin Wanxing on the edge of a pond in the park, where someone threw a stone into the water, and the water droplets fell on the pink petals of the lotus flower.　　She may not know that just sitting there makes people want to talk.　　The night breeze was soft, so he sat for a while, and the lights of the city in the distance gradually went out, and Wang Fa knew that it was indeed time.　　He got up from his chair and regained his grip on the towbar box.　　"You have something you haven't taken." Lin Wanxing said.　　Wang Fa glanced at the stopwatch on the table and said, "I've given it to you." For about a moment, Lin Wanxing felt disappointed in his gaze.　　She didn't know if it was disappointment in football or disappointment with her.　　It was a question he had repeated many, many times, and he had spent too much time sitting in the stands of the stadium thinking, whether it was anyone else or himself, and he was disappointed that no one had been able to convince him.　　"I understand your feelings." Finally, Lin Wanxing also stood up from the table, and she said, "Maybe you have heard this sentence countless times in all your previous treatments, but I do understand your feelings. But they still passed by.　　"There are a lot of problems that can't be solved, I thought so at the time." 　　She walked to the rooftop, the night breeze blowing in her face, the nearby stadium like a dormant beast, and the distant world of people who had fallen asleep at night.　　"To be honest, I just tried my best, but the things in the book, those conversation skills, in the face of real problems, seem very barren." The wind blew her sideburns, "I'm not afraid of your jokes, I came back here a few months ago, and I was in a very bad state of mind at that time, and I was thinking, 'What is it like to jump from here?'" The sound of wheels and marching footsteps finally stopped, but Lin Wanxing's voice did not stop.　　"At that time, I was thinking, the path I have traveled in life is just that, who knows what lies ahead? But I think it's too difficult, I really can't go on, whether it's good or bad, I don't want to see it anymore, it's very boring. Lin Wanxing looked back at Wang Fa, "You also think that football is very boring, right?" The young man not far away was also looking at her.　　He put the cap back on, revealing a sharp jawline and a straight neck, but it was impossible to see any of his expression.　　"And then?" Wang Fa raised his head and looked at Lin Wanxing.　　Opposite him, the girl took advantage of the night breeze and walked slowly towards him.　　She still smiled gently, and the wind blew through the lotus leaves and petals in the pond.　　She took something out of her pocket and stuffed it into his hand: "I said, you have something you haven't taken with you." Wang Fa lowered her head, it was a silver 1 yuan coin, and it still carried her body temperature and a little alcohol.　　Lin Wanxing turned around, pointed to the large pile of snacks on the table, and told him: "It's hard to get 1 yuan now, so I bought those things in order to find a coin for you." "You asked me to toss a coin?" Wang Fa was surprised.　　"That's right, don't you also flip a coin in football to choose sides, it's very meaningful." Lin Wanxing said, "I also happened to have a coin in my pocket at the time, I thought so, go head, and keep it on the back." I can't convince you, and I even think you're right, but I also know that you're still reluctant here. The girl gently tapped his chest with her fingers: "Don't ignore the only little reluctance and nostalgia left in your heart, all your emotions, they are very precious." "I can't keep you, because I don't know what lies ahead of you if you keep going, but I want you to do something stupid, try it, and let God help you choose." 　　The girl always had a very light smile on her face, her short hair was tied back of her head, only a short section, and more of her sideburns were blown by the wind.　　This kind of method is really not like someone like her can come up with, but Wang Fa knows very well that she really has no choice.　　In the night sky, the pink balloons are hunted by the wind, and Miss Minnie is always friendly and cute.　　Wang Fa lowered his head, he couldn't refuse.　　It was a simple action, but when the coin was tossed into the night sky, it seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pounds.　　It quickly fell, made a soft "clank" sound, rolled on the ground twice, and finally came to a steady stop.　　Under the night sky, the silver number "1" is particularly clear, and the will of God is decisive.　　Wang Fa and Lin Wanxing retracted their gaze at the same time.　　He saw that there was no disappointment in the girl's eyes, her eyes were as calm as a starry night, and she kept looking at him.　　Wang Fa grabbed the towbar box and turned to take a step.　　The man behind him didn't move.　　"Where did you go?" Touching the green iron door with his hand, Wang Fa suddenly asked.　　"Positive." Lin Wanxing replied.　　Positive means to take a leap into the sea of life and be relieved.　　The electrocardiogram finally suddenly reached the peak of trembling, Wang Fa turned his head and looked at the girl not far away: "But you are still here." "yes, because I cheated on me." 　　She stood under the stars and answered him with a very light smile.　　The wind of that night always had a bitter taste.　　It's like someone spilling salt grains into the wind, and the chopsticks stir gently, and all emotions are swept up, dissolved in the wind, gently diffused and finally enveloped them.

第65章 心事 　　林晚星想， 她和王法的最大区别就在于此。 　　王法很坦然，即使囿于内心困苦，他还是会认真思索， 坦率表达， 并不为此而感到羞愧。 　　这样的人，往往都能走出困境。 　　可她目前做不到。 　　成年人需要的不是人生指南，而是能直面内心的一瞬。 　　无论有多疲倦厌烦，可当上天意志降临，你却总有忤逆它的企图。 　　你还想再看看、再等等、再试试…… 　　所以思前想后，只能偷偷耍赖了。 　　至于接下来的路该怎么走， 将遇见什么，其实没人知道。 　　林晚星一夜未眠。 　　她在天台一个人坐了会儿，躺在床上又睡不着， 干脆下楼， 去打扫补习班教室。 　　行动上忙里忙外， 脑子里却格外平静。 　　她想了很多，关于王法或者她自己。 　　凌晨教室很安静， 她坐着刷了会儿手机。最后天色泛蓝时，她把黑板上的两行邮箱擦掉，上楼睡觉。 　　不过林晚星的整段睡眠，大概只持续了一小时十五分钟。 　　早上六点半， 林晚星听到屋外模模糊糊搬运东西的声音。 　　某种下意识作祟，她以为是有人在搬运行李，立刻清醒，披了件衣服起床。 　　朝阳下， 秦敖正蹑手蹑脚搬开烧烤架。 　　推开房门， 林晚星和男生四目相对。陈江河则站在天台另一侧， 手里抱着个足球，同样呆滞。 　　林晚星被朝阳刺得眼睛疼，又困得不行：“十一国庆节一大早，你们不在家睡懒觉，来我这约会？” 　　秦敖立刻炸毛：“你你你……” 　　可他“你”了半天，也你不出个所以然来。 　　林晚星：“别急。” 　　“你可以继续睡。”陈江河维持酷哥人设：“我们来拿东西，拿完就走。” 　　林晚星这才注意到，秦敖蹑手蹑脚，其实是要搬开烧烤炉，拿后面足球训练用的标志杆。 　　而陈江河手里还抱着足球…… 　　她醒了一点：“昨天不是说十一放假吗，怎么还来训练？” 　　秦敖表情尬了下，随口道：“闲着也是闲着，来溜溜，不是训练，就是玩。” 　　不想让别人见自己太努力，秦敖找个借口掩饰。这个时间甚至比他们平时训练更早，显然不能单纯用“闲着也是闲着”来解释。 　　林晚星走到天台边沿，远眺球场，发现那边还有两个身影，正绕圈跑步，是俞明和付新书。 　　“这也太早了，你们不会是失眠了吧？”林晚星回头问。 　　像被戳中心事，秦敖很不耐烦：“就你话多，让你去睡就赶紧去，你知道今天什么日子吗？今天国庆！” 　　“国庆怎么了？”林晚星笑道，“国庆就不允许老师说废话了？” 　　秦敖把标志杆扯出来，正气凛然地插在地上：“今年国庆有大阅兵，我们是来集合看阅兵的！” 　　总之，“看阅兵”绝对能在秦敖同学今年“好理由”榜上排进前三。 　　秦敖拿着器材下楼，和陈江河他们几个踢了一个多小时。 　　随着时间推移，早上来的学生又多了三个。 　　林晚星倒不觉得他们是提前说好集体来看阅兵仪式的。 　　毕竟祁亮进门，听到“阅兵”二字后，忍不住冷笑：“为这叫我来，太天才了吧？” 　　但他也没多说什么，从书包里拿出了一大袋咸蛋黄口味的锅巴和四罐美年达。接下来，郑飞扬带来两盒蛋卷，说是过节的时候舅舅送给奶奶的。 　　最夸张的是林鹿，直接拎来一大袋泡面。他直接给秦敖卖了，说：“老大突然打电话喊我们来看阅兵，还让带点吃的，我家里只有泡面和牛奶了。” 　　就在林晚星恍恍惚惚间，男生们正式摆开架势，等候国庆大阅兵。 　　其实一开始的时候，他们并未对这类典礼显出太大兴趣。毕竟十七八岁正处于叛逆期，坐在电视机前就开始打哈欠。 　　电视调到了CCTV1，声音却不大。 　　节目还在阅兵仪式前的采访和介绍。 　　男生们也没吵闹，只是默默吃着零食，看上去各自有心事，情绪并不高涨。 　　九点整，阅兵仪式正式开始。 　　房间里很安静，窗帘半拉着，屋里光线昏暗。 　　首长宣布升国旗奏国歌。 　　楼上楼下的不同人家里，都不约而同传出国歌声。 　　设备不同，音质不同，飘散在空中的曲调也略有时差。可它们互相碰撞，形成美妙合奏，在万里晴空下，逐渐雄浑壮阔。 　　房间里，男生们受到感染，跟着哼唱起来。 　　一曲完毕，连林晚星都坐直身子，竟有种如梦初醒之感。 　　可能是唱了国歌，大家也就放开了。 　　接下来的过程，既严肃又欢快。 　　首长检阅部队，每次电视机里喊一声“同志们好”，男生们就跟着喊一遍“首长好”，有种奇异的互动感。 　　雄浑的交响乐响起，随着主持人慷慨激昂的介绍声，装甲车隆隆开过，男生们变得更加兴奋。 　　他们对着电视机里的新型军备指指点点。 　　什么反舰□□、东风17高超音速导弹…… 　　林晚星发现，一直沉默寡言的郑仁同学竟然是个军迷，对各类武器如数家珍，给他旁边的“小白”们答疑解惑。 　　边看边聊，男生们越来越兴奋，嗷嗷叫得越来越响，恢复往日元气。 　　林晚星陪学生们看完全部阅兵过程，原先的困意全消，心中有诸多感慨。 　　零食吃得差不多，男生们在地毯上伸着懒腰，意犹未尽。 　　林晚星拿起遥控器，关掉电视机。 　　房间里骤然静下。 　　“你干嘛？”秦敖回头。 　　“我要睡午觉了。”林晚星打了个哈欠：“你们可以撤了吧。” 　　俞明露出受伤的表情：“老师，你就这么想我们走？” 　　“睡什么午觉，我们午饭都带来了你睡午觉？”秦敖说。 　　他们吵吵闹闹，总之就是赖着不想走。 　　林晚星答：“我昨晚失眠了，没睡好。” 　　俞明：“老师，你也因为教练走失眠了吗？” 　　“也”字很耐人寻味，林晚星说：“也不单单因为这个。” 　　“老师您怎么说话说一半啊，有啥不能说的，你不就担心我们放假结束以后那个月考么。”郑飞扬同学心直口快。 　　林晚星继续点头。 　　“还有吗？”她问。 　　男生们你看我我看你，想了会，陈江河说：“还有就是不知道以后怎么办，比赛还能不能踢下去。” 　　“嗯，不知道还要不要继续去赚钱，赚钱也挺好的，但又觉得不是我们现在该干的事儿。” 　　“原来如此。”林晚星终于明白男生们是为什么一早上行为反常，每个人看上去都颇有心事。 　　祁亮冷笑：“其实是因为教练走了，秦敖怕你孤单寂寞，所以让我们来陪陪你。” 　　祁亮同学恶心人确实有一手。 　　一句话，直接把秦敖戳得吱哇乱叫：“我没说这话，是老付说的！” 　　林晚星也愣，祁亮一箭双雕，显得她要他们赶走的举动确实很“绝情”。 　　林晚星无奈：“其实我真没有担心过你们的月考。” 　　“为什么？” 　　“你别又扯这不归你管啊！要让我们自由学习。” 　　“我妈昨天晚上还跟我说，现在随便我乱跑，要后面成绩不好，就乖乖滚回学校上课。” 　　林晚星笑道：“那你滚回学校，成绩就能好了吗？” 　　“当然不行！”俞明很骄傲地说。 　　和男生们轻松愉快地聊下来，林晚星也大概知道他们“睡不着”的原因其实有很多。 　　一是王法离开，让他们觉得足球前途未卜。 　　二是他们赚钱事业暂告段落。这件事能给他们安全感和满足感，可他们不清楚是否要继续下去。 　　国庆节后紧接着月考，家长压力让他们感到焦虑。 　　他们不想离开现在不用上学的自由生活，可是对要怎么学习这件事完全没数。 　　足球、生活、学习，未来…… 　　成年人都很难同时完美地处理这些事。 　　可困扰他们的事情已经这么多了，他们还是分出一点心思来，担忧她因为王法离开而失落。 　　这种种原因促使他们凑到一起，来天台过节。 　　林晚星说：“那我们一起来讨论一下吧，关于你们担心的这些事。”
Chapter 65 Matters of the Heart Lin Wanxing thought, The biggest difference between her and Wang Fa lies in this.　　Wang Fa is very calm, even if he is confined to his inner hardship, he will still think seriously, express it frankly, and will not be ashamed of it.　　Such people can often get out of the predicament.　　But she can't do it at the moment.　　What adults need is not a guide to life, but a moment to face their hearts.　　No matter how tired and tired you are, when the will of Heaven comes, you will always try to disobey it.　　Do you want to see, wait, and try again...... 　　So after thinking about it, I can only play tricks secretly.　　As for what the next road will be, and what will be encountered, no one really knows.　　Lin Wanxing stayed awake all night.　　She sat alone on the rooftop for a while, and she couldn't sleep in bed, so she simply went downstairs to clean the cram school classroom.　　He is busy in his actions, but his mind is extraordinarily calm.　　She thought a lot, about Wang Fa or herself.　　The classroom was quiet in the early morning, and she sat and scrolled through her phone for a while. Finally, when the sky turned blue, she wiped off the two lines of mailboxes on the blackboard and went upstairs to sleep.　　However, Lin Wanxing's entire sleep only lasted about one hour and fifteen minutes.　　At half past six in the morning, Lin Wanxing heard the vague sound of carrying things outside the house.　　In some kind of subconscious, she thought that someone was carrying the luggage, so she immediately woke up and got up with some clothes on.　　Under the rising sun, Qin Ao was tiptoeing away the barbecue grill.　　Pushing open the door, Lin Wanxing and the boy looked at each other. Chen Jianghe stood on the other side of the rooftop, holding a soccer ball in his hand, equally sluggish.　　Lin Wanxing's eyes hurt from being stabbed by the rising sun, and she was sleepy: "Early in the morning of the 11th National Day, you don't sleep at home, come to me for a date?" Qin Ao immediately blew up: "You, you, you, ......" 　　But he "you" for a long time, and you didn't come for a reason.　　Lin Wanxing: "Don't worry. "You can keep sleeping." Chen Jianghe maintained the character of Brother Ku: "Let's get something, and we will leave when we finish it." Lin Wanxing noticed that Qin Ao was tiptoeing, in fact, he wanted to move the barbecue grill and take the marker pole for football training in the back.　　And Chen Jianghe is still holding a football in his hand...... 　　She woke up a little: "Didn't you say yesterday that the eleventh day was off, why did you still come to train?" Qin Ao's expression was embarrassed, and he said casually: "Idle is also idle, come to yo-yo, either training or playing." Not wanting others to see that he was working too hard, Qin Ao found an excuse to cover it up. This time is even earlier than their usual training, which obviously cannot be explained simply by "idle is idle".　　Lin Wanxing walked to the edge of the rooftop, looked at the stadium, and found that there were two figures over there, running in a circle, it was Yu Ming and Fu Xinshu.　　"It's too early, you can't be insomnia, right?" Lin Wanxing turned around and asked.　　Like being poked in the center, Qin Ao was very impatient: "As long as you talk a lot, let you go to sleep and hurry up, do you know what day it is?" Today's National Day! "What's wrong with National Day?" Lin Wanxing said with a smile, "Teachers are not allowed to talk nonsense on National Day?" Qin Ao pulled out the marker pole and stuck it on the ground with awe-inspiring attitude: "There is a big military parade on National Day this year, and we are here to gather to watch the parade!" In short, "watching the parade" can definitely rank in the top three on Qin Ao's "good reasons" list this year.　　Qin Ao went downstairs with the equipment and played with Chen Jianghe and the others for more than an hour.　　As time went on, three more students came in the morning.　　Lin Wanxing didn't think that they had agreed in advance to come to the parade ceremony collectively.　　After all, Qi Liang entered the door, and after hearing the word "military parade", he couldn't help but sneer: "It's too genius to call me for this, right?" But he didn't say much, and took out a large bag of salted egg yolk-flavored pot rice and four cans of Mirinda from his school bag. Next, Zheng Feiyang brought two boxes of egg rolls, saying that they were given to his grandmother by his uncle during the festival.　　The most exaggerated is Lin Lu, who directly brought a large bag of instant noodles. He sold it directly to Qin Ao and said, "The boss suddenly called us to come to see the parade, and asked me to bring something to eat, I only have instant noodles and milk at home." Just when Lin Wanxing was in a trance, the boys officially put on a posture and waited for the National Day military parade.　　In fact, at first, they did not show much interest in such ceremonies. After all, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, he was in a rebellious period, and he began to yawn while sitting in front of the TV.　　The TV was tuned to CCTV1, but the sound was not loud.　　The program also includes interviews and presentations before the parade.　　The boys didn't make any noise, just silently ate snacks, and seemed to have their own thoughts, and their emotions were not high.　　At nine o'clock, the parade officially began.　　The room was quiet, the curtains were half-drawn, and the room was dimly lit.　　The chief announced that the national flag would be raised and the national anthem would be played.　　In the homes of different people upstairs and downstairs, the national anthem was also heard.　　The equipment is different, the sound quality is different, and the tunes floating in the air are slightly jet-lagged. But they collide with each other to form a wonderful ensemble, and under the clear sky, they gradually become majestic.　　In the room, the boys were infected and began to hum along.　　After the song, even Lin Wanxing sat up straight, and there was a feeling of waking up from a dream.　　It may be that the national anthem is sung, and everyone will let go.　　The rest of the process is both serious and cheerful.　　The chief inspected the troops, and every time he shouted "Hello comrades" on the TV, the boys would shout "Hello Chief" again, and there was a strange sense of interaction.　　A majestic symphony sounded, and with the host's impassioned introduction, armored cars rumbled by, and the boys became even more excited.　　They pointed at the new armaments on the televisions.　　What anti-ship □□, Dongfeng-17 hypersonic missile...... 　　Lin Wanxing found that Zheng Ren, who had always been silent, turned out to be a military fan, and he knew all kinds of weapons like treasures, and answered questions and doubts for the "little whites" next to him.　　While watching and talking, the boys became more and more excited, screaming louder and louder, and regained their momentum.　　Lin Wanxing accompanied the students to watch the whole parade process, and the original sleepiness disappeared, and there were many emotions in their hearts.　　The snacks were almost eaten, and the boys were stretching out on the carpet, and they couldn't get enough of it.　　Lin Wanxing picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.　　There was a sudden silence in the room.　　"What are you doing?" Qin Ao turned around.　　"I'm going to take a nap." Lin Wanxing yawned: "You can withdraw." Yu Ming showed a hurt expression: "Teacher, you just want us to go like that?" "What kind of nap do you take for lunch, we all brought you a nap for lunch?" Qin Ao said.　　They were noisy and noisy, and they just didn't want to leave.　　Lin Wanxing replied: "I had insomnia last night and didn't sleep well. Yu Ming: "Teacher, have you also lost sleep because of the coach?" The word "also" is very intriguing, Lin Wanxing said: "It's not just because of this. "Teacher, how can you talk halfway, what can't you say, aren't you worried about the monthly exam after our vacation is over." Zheng Feiyang is straightforward and fast-talking.　　Lin Wanxing continued to nod.　　"Anything else?" She asked.　　Boys, you look at me, I look at you, after thinking about it, Chen Jianghe said: "I don't know what to do in the future, whether the game can be played or not." "Well, I don't know if I want to continue to make money, it's good to make money, but I don't think it's what we should do now." 　　"I see." Lin Wanxing finally understood why the boys behaved abnormally in the morning, and everyone seemed to be quite concerned.　　Qi Liang sneered: "Actually, it's because the coach is gone, Qin Ao is afraid that you will be lonely, so let us accompany you." Qi Liang does have a hand in disgusting.　　In a word, he directly poked Qin Ao and screamed: "I didn't say this, it was Lao Fu who said it!" Lin Wanxing was also stunned, Qi Liang killed two birds with one stone, and it seemed that her move to drive them away was indeed "ruthless".　　Lin Wanxing was helpless: "Actually, I really didn't worry about your monthly exams. "Why?" 　　"Don't talk about it again, it's not up to you! Let us learn freely. "My mother told me last night that if I run around now, if I don't get good grades, I'll go back to school obediently." 　　Lin Wanxing smiled: "Then you go back to school, can your grades be good?" "Of course not!" Yu Ming said proudly.　　chatting with the boys in a relaxed and happy way, Lin Wanxing probably knew that there were actually many reasons why they "couldn't sleep".　　First, Wang Fa left, which made them feel that the future of football was uncertain.　　The second is that their money-making career has come to an end temporarily. It gives them a sense of security and satisfaction, but they don't know if they want to continue.　　Immediately after the National Day, the monthly exams were stressed, and the pressure from parents made them feel anxious.　　They don't want to leave the free life of not having to go to school, but they don't know how to study.　　Football, Living, Learning, ...... Future 　　It's hard for adults to handle these things perfectly at the same time.　　But there were so many things that bothered them, and they still had a little bit of their thoughts, worried that she would be lost because of Wang Fa's departure.　　For all these reasons, they came together to celebrate the festival on the rooftop.　　Lin Wanxing said: "Then let's discuss these things about what you are worried about." ”

第66章 议事 　　元元补习班， 教室。 　　男生们坐在教室里，没来得及吃林鹿带来的泡面。 　　林晚星站在讲台前，拿起粉笔。 　　课桌前的男生们开始喊：“你终于准备认真给我们上课了？” 　　林晚星笑着反问：“我哪节课不认真了啊？” 　　“我觉得你有时候在回避给我们讲课本， 是不是觉得根本教不好我们？”秦敖高傲地问道。 　　林晚星愣了下， 她从没想过男生们会有这种想法。 　　“当然不是。”林晚星摇了摇头，“讲道理啊，你们在学校读了那么多年书，换我来教那些知识，对你们来讲，会有质的区别吗？” 　　祁亮：“你是怎么把‘你们没救了’这件事， 说得这么清新脱俗的？” 　　林晚星：“我肯定救不了你们啊，包括学习在内，那都是你们自己的事情。而我， 只能为你们提供你们所需要的帮助。” 　　“那你觉得， 我们现在需要什么样的帮助？” 　　“我刚才已经说过了， 我认为你们需要好好讨论一下，现阶段你们所担忧的问题。” 　　“有什么好担忧的， 日子一天天过呗。”秦敖说。 　　“你们已经完成‘赚钱’任务的目标，还准备继续吗？”林晚星很直接地问，“如果你们要继续赚钱，它和踢球、学习的时间， 你们要怎么分配和妥善处理？” 　　“钱肯定要赚啊，谁嫌钱少啊。”秦敖说。 　　“但我们马上又要月考了，要是赚钱哪有时间学习，考不好就G了！”林鹿说。 　　“那谁想赚钱谁去赚， 不想干， 就做自己的事儿。”陈江河思考了下， 看向黑板前，对林晚星说，“这不就是你讲的，自由原则？” 　　“有人想干有人不想干，那最后凑不到一起训练的时间怎么办？” 　　男生们一言我一语，显然不能对此事达成统一意见。 　　林晚星听完他们的讨论，把粉笔从左手扔到右手，提议：“我们来正式开个会吧。” 　　男生们显然对“正式会议”这几个字有所警惕。 　　“你又要搞什么飞机！” 　　学生们的警惕，显然是有道理的。 　　林晚星很认真地提议，在元元补习班召开自治大会，实现学生们自我管理、民主决策、共同协商。 　　总的来说就是，有什么事提出来，大家一起讨论，然后通过民主程序，做出决定。 　　之前很多时候，林晚星也让学生们自由讨论，但那种讨论往往都是商量大家要如何凑在一起完成一件事。 　　从上次学生们要“放弃足球”开始，林晚星就觉得，对于很多“是否”这类型根本性问题，学生们很容易陷入聊着聊着就大家一起摆烂的状况。 　　还有一个问题，就是往往“声音大就有理”。少部分人的意见，经常很难被听到。 　　因此，他们需要一个会议，通过高效、有序、公平、合理的流程，来协商他们遇到的问题，并做出共同决定。 　　“那我们要你有什么用？” 　　男生们听完她的叙述，第一反应就是这个。 　　“我吗？”林晚星转过身，在黑板上写下一个新的书名，“我将为你们介绍一套开会法则，当然，是否要使用这套规则，应该由你们自行决定，所以可以试着根据这套法则开会，通过会议表决是否要使用它，就当是次有趣实践。” 　　秦敖看着黑板上的《罗伯特议事规则》，说：“你搁这套娃呢！” 　　林晚星向学生们介绍，这本书由亨利·罗伯特准将编纂。美国南北战争时期，罗伯特先生接受了一项主持会议的任务，但意见双方却吵得不可开交，他会议主持得非常失败。 　　为了学习如何开会，他努力寻找是否有教人们怎么开会的书？发现没有，一气之下，他就自己动手丰衣足食了，花了数十年，撰写了这本《罗伯特议事规则》。 　　1876年，《罗伯特议事规则》第一版问世。在亨利·罗伯特去世后，他的后人成立委员会，持续修订该书，至2011年，第11版问世。 　　孙中山先生根据《罗伯特议事规则》，参考美国女权运动者沙德女士的《会议规则》，翻译编撰了著名的《民权初步》。 　　“这是一本拥有生命力的著作。”林晚星说道。 　　“700多页！”男生们立刻嗷嗷叫起来。 　　“说实在的，我只看过简明版，我爷爷有一本700页的《罗伯特议事法则》，在小仓库里，你们有兴趣可以去翻阅，感受一下。”林晚星笑道。 　　“那……那我们现在，是要学这本书吗？”学生们突然惶恐起来。 　　“完全理解并熟练运用这本书的全部内容，你们将有能力主持全世界大部分国家会议。”林晚星说，“有兴趣的话，你们可以自行钻研。而我只是在此，简单向你们介绍这本书阐述的核心原则和会议运作法则。” 　　总的来说分为四步。 　　第一步是“提出动议”。 　　所谓”动议“是指对某一事的具体意见和建议。 　　例如：“我们将放弃赚钱事业，把时间投入集体学习中”，就是一项动议。 　　单纯的“赚钱有意思学习好无聊”则不能被称之为“动议”。 　　“无动议，不讨论”，如果没有具体要怎么做的建议，就放弃开会。 　　第二步是“附议” 　　只要与会者中，有一人认为“我们可以讨论下这个动议”，无论赞成或反对，会议都将进入下一个流程讨论。 　　第三步“讨论动议” 　　每个与会者，都有权针对动议，充分发表自己的意见。 　　这里需要遵循一些原则： 　　最核心的原则是“面向主持人”。也就是说，无论正反如何辩论，所有讨论都是向会议主持陈述，而不是彼此吵架。 　　每个人都有固定的发言时间次数限制，因此要求提前准备好自己观点。先表明立场，是否同意，再发言。 　　尊重裁判。就像足球比赛中尊重裁判一样，裁判有权将违反规则者罚出场外，会议主持有权阻止那些胡乱插嘴、不尊重他人、偏离议题的讨论。 　　…… 　　第四步，也就是最终环节“表决阶段”。 　　表决投票尊重少数服从多数原则，并服从最后投票结果决定。 　　林晚星本以为这些内容相对枯燥，学生们又习惯自由自在，会在她叙述过程中各种挑刺反对。 　　可令她没想到的是，学生们在整个过程中，都对“罗伯特法则”的内容表现出极大兴趣。 　　他们认真听完她的整个叙述，恨不得马上开始一场正式会议。 　　林晚星则被推选为第一届会议的主持人。 　　“我知道你教我们这个，是为了自己偷懒，以后什么事都由我们自己讨论决定，但你也别想跑。”秦敖同学如此陈述道。 　　总的来说，第一次会议，还是在罗伯特法则的指导下，顺利开始了。 　　与会者10人，陈卫东说是和爸妈回老家了，今天没来。 　　本次动议由俞明同学提出，他发起了“应该停止赚钱事业，转而投入集体学习”的动议。 　　林鹿表示“附议”，会议进入第三阶段。 　　林晚星作为主持人，暂时制定了发言规则，举手发言，每人有2次分别为1分钟时长的发言机会。 　　一开始的时候，男生们对讨论原则并不清晰。 　　当林鹿表示“现在好好学习，以后能赚大钱”的时候，秦敖立刻嗤笑。 　　秦敖：“赚钱起码你赚得每分钱都在手里，读书说得好像你能学进去一样。” 　　秦敖没提前举手得到允许后发言，林晚星立刻制止。 　　“我们讨论的目的是解决议题，而不是解决‘个人’，互相攻击或者是质疑动机，会让会议失效，所以我必须制止你刚才的行为。”林晚星认真说道，“无论你想阐述什么内容，都请对我发表。” 　　秦敖愣了下，让林晚星意外地乖巧，他说：“那我再学学，等会再发言。” 　　可过了一秒，他又举手。 　　男生急的不行，但嘴巴还抿得紧紧的，林晚星就允许他发言。 　　秦敖：“老师，那我刚才说的那条，算在两次发言里吗？但我这次是不是最后一次机会了，我要不把我反对的理由先说完吧！” 　　他一股脑把自己想说的都说话，然后闭嘴了。 　　第一次会议的过程，有很多类似的磕磕碰碰，并没有那么快进行到最后一步。 　　学生们还在尝试理解其中的规则，并且他们发现，要在简短时间内理清想法，并清晰有条理表述，似乎比遵守那些会议原则困难得多。 　　付新书最后还拿出纸笔，一、二、三、四、五写完。 　　让林晚意外地是，学生们争论的重点最后集中到“是否要集体学习”这件事上。 　　总的来说，反对者认为，足球训练的时候大家要一起，但剩下的时间，每个人都应该自由安排。 　　你想自己赚钱也可以去，他们不可能永远捆绑，一起学习。 　　而赞同者则认为，教学有本身进度，你要是赶不上进度，又突然想学，难道要别人等你或者额外补课吗？ 　　学习应该和足球训练一样，要求每个人一起参加。 　　而你想干点别的事，应该利用除这以外的时间。 　　最后，整个议题，以6票通过，3票反对，1票弃权，通过动议。 　　投票结果出来。 　　虽然反对者有所不满，但还是决定服从动议。 　　毕竟对他们来说，在哪里睡觉都是睡。 　　学生们伸着懒腰，满怀憧憬地看着黑板上的结果。 　　林晚星顺杆爬，提出一项新的动议，彻底做实秦敖认为她想偷懒的说法。 　　林晚星：我提议，每周日晚19：00-21：00，为足球队固定会议时间，我们将在此时间讨论每个人每周的新“动议”，决定和处理大家每周遇到的问题，并进行下一周工作安排。 　　学生们投入了新一轮的讨论中。 　　一开始，林晚星担心学生们会陷入“方法论”的陷阱。 　　就是无论什么大事小事，都要拿出来开个会，投票做决定。 　　但显然，学生们思维也没那么固执僵化。 　　他们乐于尊重规则中关于，自由民主、公正、互相尊重的原则，这种好像法庭辩论的模式有点新鲜。 　　可什么屁事都要开会，大家也不乐意啊。 　　比如，就接下来的学习工作安排，男生们就直接说：“老师反正你教什么我们学什么，我们会讨论出一个上课时间，然后你得来给我们上课！” 　　林晚星表示同意。 　　她擦了擦手上的粉笔灰，准备宣布解散吃饭的时候，付新书站了起来。 　　付新书：“老师，我认为，我们还要讨论新任教练的问题。” 　　付新书的话，让整个教室都陷入沉默。男生们脸上，或多或少都显露出失落神情。 　　这大概才是他们现阶段最担忧的问题。 　　林晚星愣了下，然后问：“呃，你们不看论坛的吗？”
Chapter 66 Deliberation Yuan Yuan Cram School, Classroom.　　The boys sat in the classroom, not having time to eat the instant noodles brought by Lin Lu.　　Lin Wanxing stood in front of the podium and picked up chalk.　　The boys at the desks began to shout, "You're finally ready to give us a lesson in earnest?" Lin Wanxing smiled and asked, "Which class am I not serious about?" "I think you're sometimes avoiding teaching us textbooks, don't you think you can't teach us at all?" Qin Ao asked arrogantly.　　Lin Wanxing was stunned, she never thought that boys would have such thoughts.　　"Of course not." Lin Wanxing shook her head, "To be reasonable, you have been studying in school for so many years, if I teach those knowledge, will there be a qualitative difference for you?" Qi Liang: "How did you say that 'you are not saved' so freshly and refinedly?" Lin Wanxing: "I definitely can't save you, including studying, it's all your own business." And I can only provide you with the help you need. "So what do you think we need right now?" 　　"As I said, I think you need to talk about what you're worried about at this stage." 　　"What is there to worry about, the days go by day by day." Qin Ao said.　　"You've completed the goal of the 'Make Money' mission, are you ready to continue?" Lin Wanxing asked very directly, "If you want to continue to make money, how do you allocate and properly handle it with the time you play football and study?" "Money must be earned, who hates less money." Qin Ao said.　　"But we are going to take the monthly exam again, if we make money, how can we have time to study, and if we don't do well in the exam, we will G!" Lin Lu said.　　"Then whoever wants to make money will make it, and if they don't want to do it, they will do their own thing." Chen Jianghe thought for a while, looked at the blackboard, and said to Lin Wanxing, "Isn't this what you said, the principle of freedom?" "Some people want to do it, some people don't want to do it, so what if you can't make up the time to train together in the end?" 　　The boys said a word, and it was clear that they could not agree on the matter.　　After listening to their discussion, Lin Wanxing threw the chalk from her left hand to her right hand and proposed, "Let's have a formal meeting." The boys were clearly wary of the words "formal meeting."　　"What kind of plane are you going to do again!" 　　The vigilance of the students is obviously justified.　　Lin Wanxing seriously proposed that an autonomous meeting be held in the Yuanyuan cram school to realize students' self-management, democratic decision-making, and joint consultation.　　In general, something is raised, everyone discusses it together, and then through a democratic process, a decision is made.　　In the past, Lin Wanxing also allowed students to discuss freely, but that kind of discussion was often about how everyone should get together to accomplish something.　　Since the last time students wanted to "give up football", Lin Wanxing felt that for many fundamental questions of "whether", students could easily fall into a situation where everyone was messing up together while chatting.　　There is also the problem that "the loud voice is reasonable". The opinions of a small number of people are often difficult to hear.　　Therefore, they need a meeting to negotiate the problems they encounter and make a joint decision through an efficient, orderly, fair and reasonable process.　　"So what do we want you for?" 　　After listening to her narration, the boys' first reaction was this.　　"Me?" Lin Wanxing turned around and wrote a new title on the blackboard, "I will introduce you to a set of rules for meetings, of course, whether you want to use this set of rules or not, it should be up to you to decide, so you can try to hold a meeting according to this set of rules, and vote on whether to use it through the meeting, which should be an interesting practice." Qin Ao looked at the "Robert's Rules of Procedure" on the blackboard and said, "You put this set of babies aside!" Lin Wanxing introduced the students that the book was compiled by Brigadier General Henry Robert. During the American Civil War, Mr. Robert accepted a task to preside over the meeting, but the two sides quarreled over it, and he failed to preside over the meeting.　　In order to learn how to hold meetings, he struggled to find out if there were any books that taught people how to hold meetings. found out that no, in a fit of anger, he did it himself, and spent decades writing this "Robert's Rules of Procedure".　　In 1876, the first edition of Robert's Rules of Procedure was published. After Henry Robert's death, his descendants formed a committee to revise the book until 2011, when the 11th edition appeared.　　In accordance with the "Robert's Rules of Procedure" and with reference to the "Rules of Meeting" of the American feminist activist Ms. Sander, Mr. Sun Yat-sen translated and compiled the famous "Civil Rights Preliminary".　　"It's a book with a living life." Lin Wanxing said.　　"More than 700 pages!" The boys immediately screamed.　　"To be honest, I've only seen the condensed version, my grandfather has a 700-page copy of Robert's Rules, in the small warehouse, you can read it if you are interested, and feel it." Lin Wanxing said with a smile.　　"That'...... So are we going to study this book now? The students suddenly panicked.　　"With a complete understanding and skillful use of the full content of this book, you will be able to preside over most of the world's national conferences." Lin Wanxing said, "If you are interested, you can study it yourself." I'm just here to briefly introduce you to the core principles set out in this book and the rules of how meetings work. In general, it is divided into four steps.　　The first step is to "file a motion".　　A "motion" is a specific comment or suggestion on a particular matter.　　For example: "We will give up our money-making business and devote our time to group learning" is an initiative.　　Simply "making money, learning is interesting, boring" cannot be called a "motion".　　"No motion, no discussion", and if there is no suggestion on how to do it, abandon the meeting.　　The second step is to "second" As long as one of the participants thinks "we can discuss this motion", whether it is in favor or against, the meeting will move on to the next process of discussion.　　Step 3 "Discuss the Motion" Each participant has the right to fully express his or her opinion on the motion.　　There are a few principles to follow here: The core principle is "moderator-oriented". That is, regardless of the pros and cons of the debate, all discussions are presented to the moderator, not to quarrel with each other.　　Everyone has a fixed time limit for the number of times they can speak, so it's important to prepare your opinion in advance. Indicate your position first, agree or not, and then speak.　　Respect the referee. Just as the referee is respected in football, the referee has the right to send the offender off the field, and the moderator has the right to stop the discussion that is indiscriminate, disrespectful, and deviant from the topic.　　…… 　　The fourth step is the final "voting stage".　　Voting respects the principle of minority obedience to the majority and is subject to the final voting result.　　Lin Wanxing thought that these contents were relatively boring, and the students were used to being free and easy, so they would pick and object in various ways during her narration.　　What she didn't expect was that the students showed great interest in the content of Robert's Law throughout the process.　　They listened carefully to her entire narrative and were eager to start a formal meeting right away.　　Lin Wanxing was elected as the moderator of the first session.　　"I know you taught us this because you were lazy, and everything will be discussed and decided by us in the future, but you don't want to run." Qin Ao stated.　　Overall, the first meeting, still under the guidance of Robert's Law, started smoothly.　　There were 10 participants, and Chen Weidong said that he had returned to his hometown with his parents and did not come today.　　This motion was put forward by Yu Ming, who initiated the motion that "we should stop making money and devote ourselves to collective learning".　　Lin Lu said "seconded", and the meeting entered the third stage.　　Lin Wanxing, as the host, temporarily formulated the rules for speaking, raised his hand to speak, and each person had 2 opportunities to speak for 1 minute each.　　In the beginning, the boys were not clear about the principles of the discussion.　　When Lin Lu said, "Study hard now, you can make a lot of money in the future", Qin Ao immediately sneered.　　Qin Ao: "Make money, at least you earn every penny in your hands, and read as if you can learn it." Qin Ao didn't raise his hand in advance to get permission to speak, and Lin Wanxing immediately stopped him.　　"The purpose of our discussion is to solve the issue, not to solve the 'individual', attacking each other or questioning the motives will invalidate the meeting, so I have to stop what you just did." Lin Wanxing said seriously, "Whatever you want to elaborate, please publish it to me." Qin Ao was stunned, making Lin Wanxing unexpectedly well-behaved, and he said, "Then I'll study again, and I'll speak later." But after a second, he raised his hand again.　　The boy was in a hurry, but his mouth was still tight, and Lin Wanxing allowed him to speak.　　Qin Ao: "Teacher, is the article I just said counted in the two speeches?" But if I'm not the last chance this time, I'll not finish the reasons for my objection first! He said everything he wanted to say, and then shut up.　　The process of the first meeting, with a lot of similar bumps, did not proceed so quickly to the last step.　　The students were still trying to understand the rules, and they found it much more difficult to articulate their ideas in a short period of time and present them clearly and coherently than to follow those meeting principles.　　Fu Xinshu also took out a pen and paper at the end, and wrote one, two, three, four, and five.　　To Lin Wan's surprise, the focus of the students' debate finally focused on the question of "whether to study in a group".　　In general, opponents argue that everyone should be together when training in football, but the rest of the time, everyone should be free to arrange.　　You can also go if you want to make money on your own, they can't be tied forever and study together.　　Those who agree believe that teaching has its own progress, if you can't catch up with the progress and suddenly want to learn, do you want others to wait for you or make up for additional lessons?　　Learning should be the same as football training, requiring everyone to participate together.　　And if you want to do something else, you should use the time outside of that.　　In the end, the entire agenda item was passed by 6 votes, 3 against and 1 abstention.　　The results of the vote are in.　　Although the opponents were dissatisfied, they decided to comply with the motion.　　After all, for them, where they sleep, they sleep.　　The students stretched and looked at the results on the blackboard with anticha.　　Lin Wanxing climbed down the pole and put forward a new motion, completely confirming Qin Ao's statement that she wanted to be lazy.　　Lin Wanxing: I propose that every Sunday evening from 19:00 to 21:00 be fixed for the football team's meeting time, during which we will discuss everyone's new "initiatives" every week, decide and deal with the problems that everyone encounters every week, and make work arrangements for the next week.　　The students were engaged in a new round of discussions.　　At first, Lin Wanxing was worried that students would fall into the trap of "methodology".　　That is, no matter how big or small, it must be brought out for a meeting and voted to make a decision.　　But apparently, the students are not so stubborn and rigid in their thinking.　　They are happy to respect the principles of freedom, democracy, fairness, and mutual respect in the rules, and this pattern of courtroom debate is a bit new.　　But there is a meeting for everything, and everyone is not happy.　　For example, when it comes to the next study and work arrangement, the boys will directly say, "Anyway, the teacher, we will learn what you teach, we will discuss a class time, and then you have to come to teach us!" Lin Wanxing agreed.　　She wiped the chalk ash on her hands, and was about to announce the dissolution of the dinner, when Fu Xinshu stood up.　　Fu Xinshu: "Teacher, I think we still need to discuss the issue of new coaches. Fu Xinshu's words silenced the entire classroom. The boys' faces showed more or less lost looks.　　That's probably what worries them most at this stage.　　Lin Wanxing was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Uh, don't you read the forum?" ”

第67章 论坛 　　“DOUHU(豆虎)”是国内最大的综合性论坛。 　　很少有论坛能将男性向内容和女性向内容融合平衡， 同时吸引两类群体，DOUHU是唯一能做到这件事的。 　　林晚星高中在“DOUHU”看大佬连载的历史小说，那时候她就知道这里的篮球足球板块很火热， 但她从没去过。 　　也是昨天王法的事情， 让她想到要打开论坛，来这里看看关于永川恒大新任主教练的消息。 　　林晚星提到“DOUHU”，男生却不怎么感冒。 　　一来他们对国足和中超完全不感兴趣。 　　二来他们觉得这个论坛是成年人（秦敖的原话是‘叔叔阿姨们’）玩耍的地方，他们年轻人都去B站、贴吧网易云。 　　“你到底想让我们看什么？”男生们纳闷。 　　“呃……”林晚星自己拿起手机，看了下，然后说：“请点进‘中国足球’板块。” 　　“DOUHU有本地足球板块吗？我们要去里面找教练信息还是公开招募？”付新书很认真地问。 　　林晚星：“……” 　　男生们不明所以， 按照她说的，点进该板块。 　　“中国足球”板块很冷，和DOUHU的“国际足球”属于冰火两重天。 　　所以学生们一点进去， 就被飘在首页的红贴吸引了全部注意力。 　　《[真实的传闻]]内部消息：永川恒大主教练尘埃落定！》 　　主贴：爆料爆料， 听永川恒大内部的人说， 他们看中了前南安普顿的青训营副主管，一个叫温弗雷德的年轻教练！ 　　为什么不用刘指导？真就是崇洋媚外呗？ 　　刘指导这么多年， 从当年的专业队到后来的国青队，来永川恒大当顾问也是兢兢业业，队内哪个不服气他？有带一线队的经验，在队内又得人缘， 再适合不过了。 　　“温弗雷德是谁？”陈江河问，“我们教练吗？” 　　林晚星：“嗯，是你们教练在英国的‘艺名’。” 　　事关“自己人”，学生们顿时全神贯注。 　　DOUHU的帖子有个机制， 被点赞最多的回复将被罗列在最前排。 　　所以男生们将网页下拉， 最先看到的是三百多“赞”的高亮回复。 　　真定了啊， 听了楼主的两个人选，感觉我队更没救了。 　　而下面的回复，也都没什么好话，既看不上刘传广，也不认为王法是个最佳选择。 　　刘传广这么大年纪了，干出什么事来了？也知道他带完国青，连国奥都带不了啊？为啥带不了国奥咋不说说？他没这个能力你知道吗？再说了，你先说经验，再说人缘，就是不说带队能力，你也知道他带队不行啊？ 　　倒不是我对青训营副主管有什么歧视的，不过这个温弗雷德太年轻了，据说还没到三十岁，也不像在一线执教过。有过经验，会教孩子踢球和带一线队是两回事啊。 　　永川恒大不把那逼中场换了真没救，真不觉得找个新教练就顶屁用。 　　回帖前排主要在骂刘指导，后面也有不少人在质疑王法是否有执教一线队的能力。 　　学生们紧紧皱眉，终于看到一条“专业”回复，在狂喷楼主。 　　南安普顿的青训在英超是个什么地位，懂？这么年轻能干到南安普顿青训营副主管，这就是能力！再说了，中国球员现在需要的是里皮教他们怎么比赛吗？他们需要的是一个好青训教练教他们基本功！还记得当年米卢吗？ 　　他们立刻给这条评论点亮，却发现要注册账号。 　　男生们逐渐凑到一起，他们简单讨论了下要回什么，由最先注册完账号的秦敖回帖。 　　【刘传广算个屁！给温弗雷德提鞋都不配！立帖为证，永川恒大主教练肯定是温弗雷德！】 　　秦敖“唰唰”地在回复框内敲完回复，帅气地点击发送。 　　林晚星站在他们身旁，有点不忍卒读。 　　秦敖输完回复刷新，发现了在他这条回帖前的评论 　　楼主满意了吧，官宣刘指导了。 　　“官宣刘指导是什么意思？”秦敖皱了皱眉，下意识问道。 　　“应该就是字面的意思，官方宣布。”付新书一板一眼的回答。 　　一直站在人群外的祁亮同学听到这话，终于忍不住爆粗口：“你们是不是傻逼啊？” 　　秦敖回头：“嘴巴放干净点，不然老子发起动议票你！” 　　“艹，这女人会没事让我们看论坛吗，当然是让你看看新闻，你还没明白什么意思吗？”祁亮少见地大声骂，看来确实是忍这群笨蛋很久了。 　　俞明同学一直在看前面回帖，忽然开口：“老大，这个意思是不是说，永川恒大新任主教练是刘指导啊。” 　　男生们凑在秦敖跟前，看着他手里的手机，统统痴呆震惊，像完全不敢相信这个猜测。 　　祁亮把刚读完的新闻重新拉到标题部分，放大，重重地把手机拍到桌上：“傻逼，看看清楚。” 　　《永川恒大足球俱乐部任命刘传广为一线队主教练》 　　新闻发布时间是10.1日早7：00。 　　而新闻主贴，正贴着林晚星昨晚在邮箱里看到的红头文件。 　　下一刻，像魔法解禁，男生们都突然“嗷嗷”地叫起来，你争我抢地看起了祁亮的手机。 　　“为什么又是刘指导，刘狗凭什么！”有一些永川恒大球迷成分的郑飞扬同学说。 　　“那我们教练呢，我们教练去哪了？要回英国了吗？” 　　“对啊，我们教练不是要去当永川恒大主教练了吗，难道我们教练被ktv了吗？！就因为这个帖子？”冯锁突然喊道。 　　林晚星默默看着这群小笨蛋，彻底无语凝噎了。 　　“教练，你怎么还没走？” 　　在王法宣布要离开的第2天中午。 　　宏景八中足球队的男生们狂奔上楼，“砰”地推开天台门。 　　午间太阳炽热，照得整个天台都热烘烘的。 　　明亮光线下，第一个冲上来的男孩张大嘴，露出惊诧神情。 　　天台上，那个被论坛讨论来讨论去，在他们概念里已经离开，应该正在永川恒大作威作福的男人。 　　此刻却坐在天台遮阳伞下，穿着衬衣和拖鞋，悠闲地把吸管插进酸奶盒子里。 　　“您真还没走啊？！”俞明同学冲着王法喊道。 　　当时林晚星被落在最后面，她没吃早饭，只用零食填了肚子，又给学生们讲了两个小时，本就饿得有点头晕，听到俞明这么响亮的喊声，她觉得自己头更晕了。 　　“注意你们的发言。”林晚星扶着把手，提醒道。 　　俞明站在天台铁门的框框里深思，堵住后来同学的路，被一把推开。 　　冯锁刚上天台，看到王法在悠闲地吹风喝酸奶，自然而然替俞明换了个说法：“教练，你怎么还在啊！” 　　林晚星觉得冯锁同学谈不上恋爱肯定是有道理的。 　　男生们一个个上楼，每个人都对王法人还在这表示震惊。 　　林晚星走在最后面，直接在王法对面坐下，从桌上的零食里挑了袋翠园小饼拆开，垫垫肚子。 　　“看来他们很希望我走？”王法吸了口酸奶，故作忧伤地说，“要不我还是走了吧。” 　　“差不多得了啊。”林晚星警告王法，“这些零食还是我买的，我们怎么说好的来着？” 　　风中，学生们还是没明白这是怎么一回事，根本不相信看到的东西。 　　他们七嘴八舌起来。 　　“您为什么还在这啊，凭什么永川恒大主教练变成了刘指导，什么意思啊？” 　　“你是不去永川恒大了，还是有别的队？” 　　“还是永川恒大不要你了？是不是刘指导两面三刀，我们去‘豆虎’给你喷死他！” 　　“DOUHU？”王法疑问。 　　“就，我让他们看了下论坛，给他们用官方手段宣布了下你没走的消息。”林晚星义正辞严。 　　“那不如我自己来更官方。” 　　林晚星看到，王法面向他的球员们，停顿了下，尔后很郑重地宣布：“是的，我不走了，我没有选择去永川恒大，我准备留下来。” 　　他说。 　　风吹过秋日的天台，今天依旧是晴空万里的好天气。 　　“为什么啊？” 　　男生们还是不相信自己的耳朵，他们抓耳挠腮，‘为什么’这三个字，也是脱口而出。 　　“因为舍不得你们，所以我决定留下来。”王法说。 　　那瞬间，像是听到什么极不可思议的话，学生们统统石化。 　　他们瞪大眼睛的模样，让林晚星想起之前网上看到的鼠鼬。一群挤在一起，站直身体，爪子搭在肚子上，梗直脖子看向目标。 　　反正有那么一段时间，学生们都说不出任何话来。 　　就像王法会用一点听上去就很假的“小借口”来掩饰内心真实的想法。 　　男生们也会这样。 　　林晚星轻咳一声，示意大家好歹讲点话，学生们才开始你一言我一语。 　　“教练你真甩了永川恒大要留下来教我们？” 　　“教练你好肉麻啊。” 　　“什么舍不得我们啊！” 　　“你是不是舍不得林老师？” 　　王法对这些都很坦然：“那确实也舍不得她。” 　　他是这么说的。 　　林晚星刚拿起桌上另一瓶酸奶，发现学生包括王法在内，所有人都在看她。 　　“干嘛？我确实是很有人格魅力。”她吸了口酸奶，也同样找了个借口，小小掩饰了下。
Chapter 67 Forum "DOUHU" is the largest comprehensive forum in China.　　There are very few forums that can balance male-oriented and female-oriented content and appeal to both groups at the same time, and DOUHU is the only one that can do that.　　Lin Wanxing read the historical novels serialized by the big guy in "DOUHU" in high school, and at that time she knew that the basketball and football section here was very hot, but she had never been there.　　It was also yesterday's Wang Fa incident that made her think of opening the forum and coming here to see the news about the new head coach of Yongchuan Evergrande.　　Lin Wanxing mentioned "DOUHU", but the boy didn't catch a cold.　　First, they are not interested in the national football team and the Chinese Super League at all.　　Second, they feel that this forum is a place for adults (Qin Ao's original words are 'uncles and aunts') to play, and they young people all go to Station B, Tieba Netease Cloud.　　"What the hell do you want us to see?" The boys wondered.　　"Uh......" Lin Wanxing picked up her phone, looked at it, and then said, "Please click into the 'Chinese football' section." "Does DOUHU have a local football section? Are we going to look for coaching information or open recruitment? Fu Xinshu asked very seriously.　　Lin Wanxing: "......" 　　The boys didn't know why, so they clicked into the section as she said.　　The "Chinese Football" section is very cold, and DOUHU's "International Football" belongs to the two heavens of ice and fire.　　So as soon as the students entered, they were attracted by the red stickers floating on the front page.　　"[True Rumors]] Internal News: Yongchuan Evergrande Head Coach The Dust Has Settled! 》 Main post: Breaking the news, I heard people inside Yongchuan Evergrande say that they have taken a fancy to the former deputy director of Southampton's academy, a young coach named Winfred!　　Why don't you use Liu's guidance? Is it really a foreign charmer?　　Liu has been guiding for so many years, from the professional team of the year to the national youth team later, he came to Yongchuan Evergrande as a consultant and was also conscientious, which one in the team was not convinced by him? With the experience of leading the first team and gaining popularity in the team, it couldn't be more suitable.　　"Who is Winfred?" Chen Jianghe asked, "Are we coaches?" Lin Wanxing: "Well, it's your coach's 'stage name' in the UK." It was about "their own people", and the students were immediately engrossed.　　DOUHU's posts have a mechanism where the most liked replies will be listed in the front row.　　So the boys pulled down the page, and the first thing they saw was a highlight reply of more than 300 "likes".　　It's really decided, After listening to the two candidates of the landlord, I feel that my team is even more hopeless.　　And the following reply is nothing good, neither looking down on Liu Chuanguang, nor thinking that Wang Fa is the best choice.　　Liu Chuanguang is so old, what has happened? also knows that after he takes the national youth, he can't even bring the national Olympics? Why can't you bring the National Olympics, why don't you talk about it? He doesn't have the ability, you know? Besides, you talk about experience first, and then talk about popularity, but don't talk about the ability to lead the team, do you know that he can't lead the team?　　It's not that I'm discriminating against the deputy head of the Academy, but Winfred is too young, said to be not yet 30, and he doesn't look like he's coached on the front lines. If you have experience, you can teach your children to play football and lead the first team are two different things.　　Yongchuan Evergrande really can't help if he doesn't replace the forced midfielder, and I really don't think it's useless to find a new coach.　　The front row of the reply post was mainly scolding Coach Liu, and many people in the back were questioning whether Wang Fa had the ability to coach the first team.　　The students frowned tightly, and finally saw a "professional" reply, spraying the landlord wildly.　　What is Southampton's status in the Premier League, you know? To be so young and capable of being the deputy director of the Southampton Academy, this is ability! Besides, what the Chinese players need now is Lippi to teach them how to play? What they need is a good youth coach to teach them the basics! Remember Milou back then?　　They immediately lit up the comment, only to find out that they had to sign up for an account.　　The boys gradually got together, and they briefly discussed what they wanted to reply to, and Qin Ao, who was the first to register an account, replied.　　[Liu Chuanguang is a fart! Shoes for Winfred are not worthy! As evidence, the head coach of Yongchuan Evergrande must be Winfred! Qin Ao typed out the reply in the reply box and clicked send handsomely.　　Lin Wanxing stood beside them, a little unbearable.　　Qin Ao refreshed his reply after losing, and found the comment before his reply The landlord is satisfied, and the official announcement is that Liu has guided.　　"What does the official announcement of Director Liu mean?" Qin Ao frowned and asked subconsciously.　　"It should be literal, officially announced." Fu Xinshu replied at a glance.　　Qi Liang, who had been standing outside the crowd, heard this, and finally couldn't help but burst into foul language: "Are you stupid?" Qin Ao turned his head: "Keep your mouth clean, otherwise Lao Tzu will initiate a motion vote for you!" "Damn, will this woman be okay for us to watch the forum, of course to let you watch the news, don't you understand what it means?" Qi Liang scolded loudly rarely, it seems that he has indeed endured this group of fools for a long time.　　Yu Ming had been looking at the previous reply, and suddenly spoke: "Boss, does this mean that the new head coach of Yongchuan Evergrande is Coach Liu." The boys gathered in front of Qin Ao and looked at the mobile phone in his hand, all of them were stunned and shocked, as if they couldn't believe this guess at all.　　Qi Liang pulled the news he had just read back to the headline part, zoomed in, and slapped his mobile phone on the table: "Stupid, take a look clearly." "Yongchuan Evergrande Football Club Appoints Liu Chuanguang as First Team Head Coach" The press release time is 7:00 a.m. on October 1.　　And the main news post is pasting the red-headed document that Lin Wanxing saw in the mailbox last night.　　The next moment, like a magic ban, the boys suddenly screamed, and you scrambled to look at Qi Liang's mobile phone.　　"Why is it Director Liu again, why is Liu Gou!" Zheng Feiyang, who has some Yongchuan Evergrande fans, said.　　"What about our coach, where did our coach go? Are you going back to the UK? "That's right, isn't our coach going to be the head coach of Yongchuan Evergrande, is our coach being KTV?! Just because of this post? Feng Suo suddenly shouted.　　Lin Wanxing looked at this group of little fools silently, completely speechless and choked.　　"Coach, why haven't you left yet?" 　　At noon on the second day when Wang Fa announced that he was leaving.　　The boys of the football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School rushed upstairs and pushed open the rooftop door with a "bang".　　At noon, the sun was blazing, and the entire rooftop was hot.　　In the bright light, the first boy to rush up opened his mouth wide and looked surprised.　　On the rooftop, the man who was discussed by the forum and had left in their concept and should be doing his best in Yongchuan Evergrande.　　At the moment, he is sitting under a rooftop parasol, wearing a shirt and slippers, and leisurely inserting a straw into a yogurt box.　　"You really haven't left yet?!" Yu Ming shouted at Wang Fa.　　At that time, Lin Wanxing was left behind, she didn't eat breakfast, only filled her stomach with snacks, and talked to the students for two hours, she was already a little dizzy with hunger, and when she heard Yu Ming's loud shout, she felt even more dizzy.　　"Pay attention to what you say." Lin Wanxing held the handle and reminded.　　Yu Ming stood in the frame of the iron gate on the rooftop and pondered, blocking the way of his classmates and being pushed away.　　Feng Suo had just gone to the rooftop, and saw Wang Fa leisurely blowing the wind and drinking yogurt, so he naturally changed the word for Yu Ming: "Coach, why are you still there!" Lin Wanxing felt that it must be reasonable for Feng Suo to fall in love.　　The boys went upstairs one by one, and everyone was shocked that Wang Fa was still here.　　Lin Wanxing walked at the back, sat down directly opposite Wang Fa, picked a bag of Cuiyuan cakes from the snacks on the table, opened them, and padded their stomachs.　　"Looks like they want me to go?" Wang Fa took a sip of yogurt and pretended to be sad and said, "Otherwise, I'd better go." "Almost." Lin Wanxing warned Wang Fa, "I still bought these snacks, how can we say that they are good?" In the wind, the students still didn't understand what was going on and didn't believe what they were seeing.　　They gossiped.　　"Why are you still here, why has the head coach of Yongchuan Evergrande become Coach Liu, what do you mean?" 　　"Are you not going to Yongchuan Evergrande, or are there other teams?" 　　"Or does Yongchuan Evergrande don't want you anymore? Isn't it Liu Gui who is two-faced and three-knifed, let's go to 'Douhu' to spray him to death for you! ” 　　“DOUHU？” Wang Fa questioned.　　"Just, I let them look at the forum and announce to them the news that you didn't leave." Lin Wanxing was righteous and stern.　　"That's not as official as my own." 　　Lin Wanxing saw that Wang Fa was facing his players, paused, and then solemnly announced: "Yes, I won't go, I didn't choose to go to Yongchuan Evergrande, I'm ready to stay." He said.　　The wind blew across the autumn rooftop, and today it was still a sunny day.　　"Why?" 　　The boys still didn't believe their ears, they scratched their ears and cheeks, and the words 'why' also blurted out.　　"Because I can't bear you, I decided to stay." Wang Fa said.　　At that moment, it was as if they heard something incredible, and the students were all petrified.　　Their wide-eyed appearance reminded Lin Wanxing of the rat weasel he had seen on the Internet before. A group huddled together, standing up straight, paws on their stomachs, and their necks straight at their targets.　　Anyway, for a while, the students couldn't say anything.　　It's like Wang Fa will use a little "little excuse" that sounds very fake to hide his true thoughts.　　The boys do the same.　　Lin Wanxing coughed lightly and motioned for everyone to have something to say, and the students began to talk to me.　　"Coach, you really dumped Yongchuan Evergrande, do you want to stay and teach us?" 　　"Coach, you're so numb." 　　"Why can't we be reluctant!" 　　"Are you reluctant to Teacher Lin?" 　　Wang Fa was very calm about these: "That's really reluctant to her." That's what he said.　　Lin Wanxing just picked up another bottle of yogurt on the table and found that everyone in the students, including Wang Fa, was looking at her.　　"What? I'm really charismatic. She took a sip of yogurt, and made the same excuse, a little cover up.

第68章 赛程 　　整个十一假期， 学生们过得比不放假时更忙。 　　除了每天“最喜欢”的足球训练课外，他们还有了全新的文化课课程。 　　其实林晚星一直明白，无论是最早促使秦敖来的烟盒， 或后来让学生们找到“元元补习班”的藏宝图。 　　那位幕后的“神秘人”都近乎□□裸地在请她好好给学生们补补课。 　　他真心实意希望孩子们能好好学习， 把考试成绩搞上去。 　　林晚星曾经看过学生们的试卷，也曾经在她的小仓库里，给学生们稍稍上了一节“文化课”，因此她大致了解了学生们“糟糕”的考试分数和薄弱的知识体系。 　　但是，无论学习基础如何，都不代表学生们没有学习意愿。对他们来说， 那些东西很无聊，他们学不进去罢了。 　　足球队的学生们都是文科生。因此，在这段时间里， 林晚星按照自己的认识， 结合以前大学在教育机构里兼职的经验， 重新将高中文科拆分整合。 　　她前两天在爷爷奶奶的补习班仓库里，发现了之前留下的一些教学设备， 包括一台破旧的投影仪，更换配件后，可以使用。 　　《语文》的第一节 课，林晚星给学生们放了一则关于人类语言的纪录片。 　　这让已经准备好来背古文的男生们非常意外。 　　林晚星给他们每人一份提纲， 前半部分由她总结完成，后半部分则空着。 　　一开始，学生们听到英文配音，还以为她把语文和英语课搞错了。 　　但随着舒徐的讲述和悠扬的配乐， 画面推进， 他们渐渐踏入这趟解人类语言起源之旅。 　　整个纪录片长达1个小时， 全部看完的时候，学生们都有种如梦初醒之感。 　　过程非常轻松，男生们要做的也很简单，看完纪录片后，对照提纲，按照他们的理解，整理出下半部她未完成的部分。 　　秦敖同学一开始以为这活很简单，评价是：“又给你偷懒到了！” 　　可真当他开始写第一行字的时候，他突然发现自己脑袋空空如也。 　　林晚星于是带着他们，又看了遍纪录片，教学生们如何做笔记，记录重点，最后理清思路。 　　语文课和英语课，林晚星并未完全将两者拆分开来。 　　所有教学材料，都是根据学生们的知识水平，按照她的理解来罗列。 　　比如她认为，学会学习，比如正确做笔记和整理提纲的方法，比学习具体学科知识更重要。又或者关于写作，她把基础逻辑课程，提到了最先的部分来讲。 　　林晚星很坦诚地告诉学生们。 　　从小学到博士课程的所有课程，互联网上都有。人类的基础知识共享体系远比他们想得要强大，无论何时、何地，只要你想，你都能在互联网上找到完整而优秀的课程。 　　她能做的，是为他们搭建一个她认为适合他们的学科体系，遴选她认为优秀的学习材料，并对他们的“作业”进行评价反馈，帮助学生们更好地学习。 　　而学生们要做的，是重视知识本身。 　　和他们每天训练，体能数据表格上一点点的增长一样，林晚星希望学生们感受到“知识的增长”和“学到些什么”的乐趣。 　　至于数学课…… 　　林晚星请来了她在大学教育机构认识的好友，给学生们上网课。 　　当投影打开，带着甜美笑容的女孩出现在屏幕中时，男生们看得眼睛都直了。 　　每个人的精力都是有限的。 　　学生们磕磕绊绊，但以比以前更加专注的热情投入了学习中。 　　同时，他们仍然把大部分的时间、精力以及体力放在了足球训练上。在王法的指导下，为即将到来的青超联赛小组赛，全力冲刺。 　　在十一假期后的第一个工作日，林晚星收到了青超联赛组委会邮件。 　　邮件大抵内容如下： 　　祝贺宏景市第八中学进入“青超联赛华南地区正赛”。 　　现将比赛时间安排和赛场流程以邮件形式发送。 　　参赛选手和队伍可以通过微信公众号查阅赛程和比赛积分情况。 　　林晚星在收到邮件的第一时间，就将邮件内容告知学生。 　　男生们当时还在球场上，刚结束训练。他们兴致昂扬地冲向补习班教室。 　　投影仪打开，林晚星就把邮件内容投屏到幕布上，点开参赛章程，让学生们自行阅读。 　　全国青少年足球超级联赛“永川杯”U-19组别是由参加中超联赛、中甲联赛俱乐部的U-19梯队，以及符合规程要求的中乙联赛俱乐部、足校、业余俱乐部、中国足协会员协会队伍和校园足球队伍共同参加的联赛，简称青超U-19联赛。 　　…… 　　比赛章程很长，总体上都是些官方话术，不过学生们看得很起劲。 　　林晚星缓慢拖动邮件，学生们你一段我一段地读。一旦她拖快点，学生们还不乐意。 　　对他们来说，仿佛慢悠悠阅读章程本身，就是种美滋滋享受胜利成果的过程。 　　总体来说，邮件重点在于第二部 分的“竞赛办法”。 　　比赛采用主客场双循环赛制进行比赛，共16支参赛队伍。全部球队以主体育场所在城市为准就近、平均分为4组进行角逐。 　　小组排名前2进入淘汰赛。 　　林晚星将这段加黄色高亮。 　　学生们看到“主体育场所在城市”就开始着急。 　　“要和谁打？” 　　“我们还有主体育场？” 　　“你们是不是弱智？宏景明珠那个场地就我们主体育场。”祁亮说。 　　“靠，那我们附近好像强队很多？” 　　“永川恒大不会也是我们区的吧？” 　　郑飞扬同学此言一出，立刻一石激起千层浪。 　　“他们青年队也来参加我们这个比赛吗？不至于吧。” 　　“你是不是傻逼，怎么可能和我们一个组。” 　　“一个组也不怕，干就完了！” 　　整个小教室都吵了起来，有人害怕有人担忧，但以秦敖同学为首的小团伙们自信心爆棚，觉得无论如何都要打的话，那怎么也不能怂。 　　林晚星听学生们吵闹完，默默将邮件拉到最后，说：“其实，分组情况和赛程都已经发来了，有个附件文档。” 　　“靠，你不早说！”男生们异口同声地道。 　　林晚星点开附件的word文档，一张清晰赛程表出现在幕布上。 　　一直坐在教室最后的王法，也跟着仰起头，认真观看这张事关他们今后赛程的重要表格。 　　一开始的时候，整个教室都很安静，学生们保持同样的仰头角度，认真观察表格。 　　表格中的参赛队伍不少，大多为城市和赞助商结合。类似于“永川恒大”，这种名字应该是职业球队的梯队。而看上去很明显是校园足球队伍的，只有两支。 　　林晚星最先在表格中找到了”宏景八中“的名字，剩下的球队名她完全不熟。 　　她发现，他们被分到了C组，每组共4支队伍，C组的队伍除他们外，还有……“永川恒大”“禹洲银象”“ 申城海波”这3支队伍。 　　林晚星的目光，定格在了“永川恒大”这四个字上。 　　永川恒大真和他们分到了同一组？！ 　　学生们也同样发现这件事。 　　教室里爆发惊呼：“靠啊，真在我们组？” 　　“艹，还有禹州银象，是不是拿我们刷经验？” 　　“申城海波怎么也在？黑幕，绝对是黑幕！” 　　“这尼玛打个屁啊。” 　　整个教室里闹哄哄的，学生们先把发表“不当言论”的郑飞扬痛殴了一顿。 　　林晚星对各球队完全不了解，从学生们的反应判断，这3支队伍应该非常强。 　　过一会儿，等学生们缓过来，她试探着问道：“这几支队伍，水平怎么样，很厉害吗？” 　　“什么叫‘很厉害吗’？这都是中超联赛顶级俱乐部！”秦敖立刻高喊，“你看B组，还有南云外国语，这是和我们一样的高中，八坪足球学校，也就是足校，就我们这儿，全是职业队的下属梯队！” 　　“他们的水平和绿景国际比怎么样？”林晚星还是不解，继续问道。 　　“我们打的是绿景国际高中，本质还是校队。你还记得我们前几天带你打王者荣耀吗，绿景国际如果是钻石，那这些职业队就是王者五十星以上。”陈江河说。 　　“可我只是个青铜啊。”林晚星举手， 　　秦敖继续生气：“反正我们就是死亡之组，你懂这个就行了。” 　　“要被当狗杀咯~”祁亮一幅凉凉的语气。 　　“这样吗？看来我们赛区足球水平很高呀。”林晚星宽慰学生，“这么来看，我们也高于平均水平。” 　　“别扯这些有的没的，毒鸡汤没用。”秦敖没好气地说。 　　“怎么能叫有的没的呢，我是说，我们能进16强，也属于地区的佼佼者了吧？” 　　林晚星确实是想鼓励学生们，但这也是她内心的真实想法。她对球队强弱和比赛层次没有清晰的了解，看学生们的意思，他们现在要参加的比赛，几乎是和职业球队的青训队伍同台竞技，这是林晚星之前未曾想过的高度。 　　但学生们完全不这么想。 　　“佼佼者有屁用啊！” 　　“那……”林晚星想了下，很诚恳地问，“我们要退赛吗？” 　　“退赛你妹啊！” 　　“你在说屁啊？” 　　学生们又群情激奋起来。 　　“既然打都没打，就觉得打不过，不如退赛我们好好学习天天向上？”林晚星补充道。 　　学生们更不乐意，好几个人怒目圆睁的：“激将法太过时了！” 　　“老师你是不是在内涵我们和绿景国际说不踢了那次！” 　　“没有啊。”林晚星笑着说。 　　这么插科打诨一会儿，学生们原先紧张激烈情绪都平复不少。 　　林晚星说：“比赛很重要，但对你们来说，也没到决定生死的程度。就算输了，你们也可以继续高考，高考不行，也可以想办法赚钱养家糊口，不至于这么‘害怕’呀。” 　　“靠，你怎么这么丧气？搞的我们一定会输一样？” 　　“谁怕了？？？” 　　“对，我们这是重视对手！” 　　三言两语间，男生们又开始嘴硬，把刚才吐槽强敌和赛程安排的话完全忘了。 　　林晚星笑了起来。
Chapter 68 Schedule Throughout the eleventh holiday, students were busier than when they weren't.　　In addition to their daily "favourite" football lessons, they also have a brand new cultural lesson.　　In fact, Lin Wanxing has always understood that whether it is the cigarette box that first prompted Qin Ao to come, or the treasure map that later asked the students to find the "Yuanyuan Cram School".　　The "mystery man" behind the scenes is almost □□ asking her to make up lessons for the students.　　He sincerely hopes that the children can study hard and improve their test scores.　　Lin Wanxing once read the students' test papers, and once gave the students a little "cultural lesson" in her small warehouse, so she had a general understanding of the students' "bad" test scores and weak knowledge system.　　However, regardless of the learning base, it does not mean that students are not willing to learn. For them, it's boring, they can't learn it.　　The students on the soccer team are all liberal arts students. Therefore, during this time, Lin Wanxing re-integrated the high school Chinese subject according to her own understanding, combined with the experience of working part-time in educational institutions in the university before.　　Two days ago, she was in her grandparents' cram school warehouse and found some of the teaching equipment left behind, including a worn-out projector that could be used after replacing accessories.　　In the first lesson of "Language", Lin Wanxing showed the students a documentary about human language.　　This was a great surprise to the boys who were ready to memorize the ancient texts.　　Lin Wanxing gave each of them an outline, the first half of which she summarized and completed, and the second half was empty.　　At first, when the students heard the English dubbing, they thought she had made a mistake between Chinese and English lessons.　　But as Shu Xu's narration and melodious soundtrack progress, the picture progresses, and they gradually embark on this journey to understand the origin of human language.　　The whole documentary is 1 hour long, and when the students finished watching it all, they all felt like they had just woken up from a dream.　　The process is very easy, and what the boys have to do is very simple, after watching the documentary, according to the outline, according to their understanding, sort out the unfinished part of the second half.　　Qin Ao thought that this job was very simple at first, and his evaluation was: "I'm lazy for you again!" But when he began to write the first line, he suddenly found that his head was empty.　　Lin Wanxing took them and watched the documentary again, teaching the students how to take notes, record the key points, and finally clarify their thoughts.　　Chinese class and English class, Lin Wanxing did not completely separate the two.　　All teaching materials are arranged according to the student's level of knowledge and according to her understanding.　　For example, she believes that learning to learn, such as how to take proper notes and organize outlines, is more important than learning about specific subjects. Or about writing, she mentioned the basic logic course to the first part.　　Lin Wanxing told the students very frankly.　　All courses from elementary school to doctoral programs are available on the internet. The basic knowledge sharing system of human beings is far more powerful than they think, and you can find a complete and excellent course on the Internet whenever and wherever you want.　　What she can do is to build a subject system for them that she thinks is suitable for them, select learning materials that she thinks are excellent, and evaluate and feedback their "homework" to help students learn better.　　What students need to do is to value the knowledge itself.　　Just like their daily training and the little bit of growth on the physical fitness data table, Lin Wanxing hopes that the students will feel the joy of "knowledge growth" and "learning something".　　As for math lessons...... 　　Lin Wanxing invited a friend she met at a university educational institution to give students online lessons.　　When the projection turned on and the girl with a sweet smile appeared on the screen, the boys' eyes straightened.　　Everyone's energy is limited.　　The students stumbled but threw themselves into their studies with more focused enthusiasm than before.　　At the same time, they still devote most of their time, energy and energy to football training. Under the guidance of Wang Fa, we will go all out for the upcoming group stage of the Youth Super League.　　On the first working day after the National Day holiday, Lin Wanxing received an email from the Youth Super League Organizing Committee.　　The content of the email is as follows: Congratulations to Hongjing No. 8 Middle School for entering the "Youth Super League South China Finals".　　The schedule of the competition and the process of the competition will be sent by email.　　Contestants and teams can check the schedule and competition points through the WeChat official account.　　Lin Wanxing informed the students of the content of the email as soon as she received it.　　The boys were still on the pitch and had just finished training. They rushed to the cram school classroom in high spirits.　　When the projector was turned on, Lin Wanxing projected the content of the email onto the screen, clicked on the competition regulations, and let the students read them by themselves.　　The U-19 group of the National Youth Football Super League "Yongchuan Cup" is a league jointly participated by the U-19 echelon of clubs participating in the Chinese Super League and the Chinese League A League, as well as the clubs, football schools, amateur clubs, teams of the Chinese Football Association Member Association and campus football teams that meet the requirements of the regulations, referred to as the Youth Super League U-19 League.　　…… 　　The rules of the competition were very long, and they were generally official, but the students were very enthusiastic.　　Lin Wanxing dragged the email slowly, and the students read it one by one. Once she dragged it out, the students weren't happy.　　For them, it was as if reading the charter itself at a leisurely pace was a process of enjoying the fruits of victory.　　In general, the focus of the email is on the second part, the "Contest Method".　　The competition is played in a home-and-away double round-robin format, with a total of 16 participating teams. All teams will compete in the nearest city where the main stadium is located, and will be divided into 4 groups on average.　　The top 2 teams in the group advance to the knockout round.　　Lin Wanxing highlighted this section in yellow.　　The students began to get anxious when they saw "the city where the main stadium is located".　　"Who are you going to fight?" 　　"We still have the main stadium?" 　　"Are you mentally retarded? The venue of the Grand View Pearl is our main stadium. Qi Liang said.　　"Damn, there seem to be a lot of strong teams in our neighborhood?" 　　"Yongchuan Evergrande won't also be our district, right?" 　　As soon as Zheng Feiyang's words came out, he immediately stirred up a thousand waves.　　"Is their youth team coming to us for this competition? Not really. "You're not stupid, how can you be in a group with us." 　　"Don't be afraid of a group, it's over!" 　　The whole small classroom was noisy, some people were afraid and some people were worried, but the small gang led by Qin Ao was full of self-confidence, and they felt that if they had to fight no matter what, they couldn't be coaxed.　　After listening to the noisy students, Lin Wanxing silently pulled the email to the end, saying: "Actually, the grouping situation and schedule have been sent, and there is an attached document. "Damn, you didn't say it earlier!" The boys said in unison.　　Lin Wanxing clicked on the attached word document, and a clear schedule appeared on the screen.　　Wang Fa, who had been sitting at the end of the classroom, also raised his head and carefully watched this important table related to their future schedule.　　At first, the whole classroom was quiet, and the students kept their heads up at the same angle, carefully observing the forms.　　There are quite a few teams in the table, most of which are a combination of cities and sponsors. Similar to "Yongchuan Evergrande", this name should be the echelon of professional teams. And it seems that there are only two football teams that are clearly on campus.　　Lin Wanxing first found the name of "Hongjing No. 8 Middle School" in the table, and she was completely unfamiliar with the names of the rest of the teams.　　She found that they were divided into Group C, with a total of 4 teams in each group, and in addition to them, the teams in Group C also ...... 3 teams of "Yongchuan Evergrande", "Yuzhou Silver Elephant" and "Shencheng Haibo".　　Lin Wanxing's gaze was fixed on the four words "Yongchuan Evergrande".　　Yongchuan Evergrande is really in the same group as them?!　　The students found out about it as well.　　The classroom erupted and exclaimed, "Damn, it's really in our group?" "Damn, there is also the Yuzhou Silver Elephant, are you using us to brush up on experience?" 　　"Why is Shencheng Haibo here? Shady, absolutely shady! "This Nima is a fart." 　　The whole classroom was in a commotion, and the students first beat Zheng Feiyang, who made "inappropriate remarks".　　Lin Wanxing doesn't know anything about the teams, judging from the students' reactions, these 3 teams should be very strong.　　After a while, when the students eased up, she asked tentatively, "How is the level of these teams, are they very powerful?" "What do you mean by 'awesome'? These are all top clubs in the Chinese Super League! Qin Ao immediately shouted, "Look at Group B, and Nanyun Foreign Chinese, this is the same high school as us, Baping Football School, that is, the football school, just here, all of them are subordinate echelons of professional teams!" "How is their level compared to LVGEM?" Lin Wanxing was still puzzled and continued to ask.　　"We play LVGEM International High School, and the essence is still the school team. Do you remember that we took you to play the glory of kings a few days ago, if LVGEM International is a diamond, then these professional teams are kings with more than 50 stars. Chen Jianghe said.　　"But I'm just a bronze." Lin Wanxing raised his hand, and Qin Ao continued to get angry: "Anyway, we are the group of death, you just need to understand this." "I'm going to be killed as a dog~" Qi Liang said in a cool tone.　　"Is that so? It seems that the level of football in our region is very high. Lin Wanxing comforted the students, "In this way, we are also above average." "Don't talk about what you have and don't have, poisonous chicken soup is useless." Qin Ao said angrily.　　"How can you call it something that you don't have, I mean, we can make it to the top 16, and we are also among the best in the region, right?" 　　Lin Wanxing really wants to encourage the students, but this is also what she really thinks in her heart. She doesn't have a clear understanding of the strength of the team and the level of the game, looking at what the students mean, the games they are going to participate in now are almost competing on the same stage with the youth teams of professional teams, which is a height that Lin Wanxing has never thought of before.　　But the students don't think so at all.　　"The best ones are useless!" 　　"Then ......" Lin Wanxing thought for a moment and asked very sincerely, "Are we going to retire?" "Retire your sister!" 　　"What are you talking about?" 　　The students were excited again.　　"Since I haven't played, I feel that I can't beat, so why don't we quit the game and study hard every day?" Lin Wanxing added.　　The students were even more unhappy, and several of them were angry: "The radical method is too outdated!" "Teacher, are you connotating that we and LVGEM International said not to play that time!" 　　"Nope." Lin Wanxing said with a smile.　　After such a gag for a while, the students' original tension and intensity calmed down a lot.　　Lin Wanxing said: "The competition is very important, but for you, it is not to the extent of deciding life and death. Even if you lose, you can continue the college entrance examination, but if you don't succeed in the college entrance examination, you can also find a way to make money to support your family, so that you won't be so 'afraid'. "Damn, why are you so depressed? We're going to lose? "Who is afraid of ???" 　　"Yes, we are serious about our opponents!In the middle of a few words, the boys began to harden their mouths again, completely forgetting what they had just said about the strong opponent and the schedule.　　Lin Wanxing laughed.

第69章 对手 　　不管怎样， 既然不准备退赛，那就只能全力以赴。 　　学生们批判完主办方分组，开始认真观察他们的小组赛对手和比赛赛程。 　　因为采取主客场赛制， 所以整个小组赛相对漫长。 　　学生们分别要去三个不同的城市， 踢总计6场比赛。 　　永川是省会、禹州、申城分别是临近省会的城市，相距最远的也不过3个小时车程。 　　总的来说，主办方确实是按照地区远近分组。 　　林晚星把6场比赛时间记录在手机日程上，然后抬头问学生：“你们以前去外地比赛，主办方提供食宿吗？” 　　“有些提供，有些当天来回。”付新书说， “青超联赛我们之前没踢进过正赛，不太清楚。” 　　林晚星点点头，认真思考：“如果时间多， 比赛完是不是还能旅游下？禹州湖你们玩过吗？” 　　秦敖立刻嚷说：“你怎么光想着出去玩？” 　　“啊？”林晚星正色， “不然我还能干嘛？秦同学是不是对我误会颇深？我连这三支队伍是什么样的都完全不知道。” 　　“你好歹跟我们分析下比赛对手什么的！”秦敖回头嚷道， 一幅叫家长的样子，“教练， 你管管我们老师！” 　　“她说的没问题。”王法坐在教室最后排，懒洋洋地抬手：“你们就受累，给她科普一下。” 　　有了王法的提议，学生们立刻拿着鸡毛当令箭。 　　他们挤在讲台上， 命令她必须坐下认真听讲。林晚星把王法招呼到她座位边，示意他有福同享。 　　这几天，林晚星有让学生们自己讲课，所以他们对投影仪和整套设备使用都非常熟练。 　　“首先， 是禹州银象！”秦敖用她的电脑打开百度浏览器， 输入这四个字， 幕布上投射出禹州银象俱乐部的百度百科。 　　硕大的银象LOGO映入眼帘。 　　如百科所说，禹州银象足球俱乐部成立于1994年，是一家位于禹州市的职业足球俱乐部，现角逐于中国足球协会超级联赛，同时，禹州银象也是中国足球协会超级联赛的创始俱乐部之一。 　　“好像资格很老啊。”林晚星在座位上说道，“是不是很强劲的对手？” 　　“这位同学，请不要擅自把‘老’和‘强劲’挂钩！”秦敖批评道，“你不会看第二行吗，俱乐部荣誉方面，禹州银象打了十几年，就一个16年拿了个季军，强在哪了？” 　　“我这不是看你刚才慌成那样，以为都很猛嘛！” 　　林晚星学着秦敖的样子吐槽，秦敖立刻瞪眼急了：“别乱说，谁慌了！告你造谣啊！而且，瘦死的骆驼比马大，禹州银象好歹是中超的俱乐部，尊重一手没问题吧？” 　　“没问题~”林晚星应和道，“所以秦老师，你们能不能踢过他们啊？” 　　“庸俗！”秦敖又批判道，“让你学习各支中超球队，你怎么光问我们能不能踢过？我跟你讲，禹州银象的青训搞得很一般，队伍是下游，基本上只卖人不买人，而且他们有自己的足校，不一定就派了职业梯队来参加，可能就是比我们稍微强点的校队……” 　　“噢，比你们都强，那得多强啊？”林晚星立刻赞扬。 　　“你夸我们，听上去跟骂人一样。”祁亮在一旁漫不经心地说道。 　　林晚星笑。 　　“不过，禹州银象确实是我们对手里最弱的。” 　　“对啊，我们还有教练，拿下他们没问题吧？” 　　“别太膨胀了，禹州银象万一派u19来参赛呢？” 　　虽然学生们说起来好像很谨慎的样子，眼中的高兴却出卖了他们的真实情绪。 　　本来以为是无法战胜的强劲对手，但聊着聊着，忽然又觉得仿佛也没那么可怖。这大概就是男生们的可爱之处了。 　　禹州银象好像问题不大，下面的对手就是申城海波了。 　　男生们派出了老家申城的俞明同学讲解。 　　“呃，其实我从小在宏景长大，就每年过节回申城……” 　　“但你也是申城人不是？少废话，好好给她上课！”秦敖又指挥道，“别学我查百度百科啊。” 　　“那也太难了……我、我很久没了解申城海波了啊！”俞明有点慌乱。 　　“没关系，我也不了解。”林晚星托着下巴，问道，“申城是不是足球氛围很浓郁啊，我记得申城海波很有名的，有个电视剧？” 　　“对，我爸年轻时候是申城海波的球迷，那时候国足进世界杯，有波全民足球热，电视剧就是申城电视台拍的。我爸也是那个时候把我送我们教练那踢球的。” 　　“那你很了解嘛。” 　　“不是，我爸后来脱粉了，因为申城海波中间降级过，换了教练和管理层，伤透了球迷的心。” 　　“那，他们现在还厉害吗？”林晚星问。 　　“我之前是听说、听我爸说的，他们基地都快卖了，马上要倒闭了。”俞明说。 　　“我艹！” 　　“倒闭好啊！” 　　学生们突然兴奋，给林晚星吓了一跳。 　　“他们基地都快卖了！那应该很穷吧？还有没有青训啊，会不会直接弃权啊？” 　　男生们你一言我一语，很有发”海难财“的架势。 　　“呃……”林晚星举手，“恕我直言各位，我们凑钱办健身卡都费劲，他们再穷也比我们有钱吧？” 　　“你安静听讲！”学生们异口同声地道。 　　就在这时，在林晚星身旁的另一只手，突然举了起来。 　　刚才一直在看手机的王法同志，表示想要发言了。 　　“教练，您说。”学生们立刻变脸，分外谄媚。 　　“我刚看了下中超积分榜，申城海波领跑。”王法若有所思地说，“变卖基地能激发球员潜力吗？” 　　学生们你看看我，我看看你，最后神游天外，假装没听到王法这句最新通报。 　　“教练，有您在，我们还怕个中超队伍吗？”俞明拍马道。 　　“我认为他们很有实力。”王法说。 　　“有实力也是中超厉害，不代表青训就一定强。”陈江河说。 　　总之，既然要膨胀就得膨胀到底。 　　无论主队成绩如何，在学生们心目中，一个都要卖基地的球队，青训梯队肯定不足为惧。 　　那么现在，赛程表中只剩下他们的最后一个对手永川恒大。 　　祁亮负责讲解这个队伍。 　　他懒洋洋捏着粉笔，盯着黑板上“永川恒大”四个大字看了半天，伸手慢慢画了个圈，放下粉笔说：“打不过。” 　　教室里四下皆寂，破天荒地，最喜欢吵吵嚷嚷的男生们，没一个人反对祁亮的这个结论。 　　安静的空气中，林晚星看了眼王法。 　　“靠，孽缘啊！”讲台上，俞明也同样看着王法，这么说。 　　“真想干碎他们！”秦敖吐出一口浊气，怒道，“最烦这傻逼队伍了。” 　　林晚星很好奇：“你们之前和永川恒大踢过球吗？有仇？” 　　“他们要挖我们教练，还叫没仇？”学生们震惊。 　　“这叫什么来着？”学生们开始拽文，“就跟那个小说里讲的一样，杀妻之仇，夺夫之恨？” 　　“好像还是不太一样吧。”林晚星又看了眼王法，笑道，“教练觉得呢？” 　　“林老师不这么觉得吗？”王法蓦地放下手机，缓缓问道。 　　林晚星被他真挚的目光看着，突然莫名觉得心脏漏了一拍。 　　总之互相调戏，她肯定比王法差远了。 　　林晚星决定认怂：“其实我之前去参观过永川恒大的基地，我们系曾经和他们是合作单位。” 　　她扯开话题。 　　“那你见过周淼了吗？” 　　“沈磊呢？” 　　“我喜欢吴刚啊，有没有要签名？” 　　学生们的注意立刻被吸引，纷纷问道。 　　林晚星看向王法。 　　“都是国足球星。”王法提点道。 　　“啊？那没有。”林晚星摇头，“我们只是屁屁啊，有一些合作，去参观过基地而已。基地确实很大，挺正规的。” 　　“什么合作？” 　　“你们还有合作？” 　　“合作什么？你真没要签名吗？这不是亏大了吗？” 　　学生们不依不饶。 　　“还是聊永川恒大的青训吧。”林晚星摇摇头，觉得自己简直在给自己挖坑，“我们真没一点希望，完全踢不过吗？” 　　“他们是去年冠军！”秦敖说。 　　“他们在u19梯队里，起码里有六个国青级别的成员，绝对的夺冠热门，我们再膨胀，也不会不知道自己斤两。”陈江河认真说道。 　　“国青就是国家青年队吗？”林晚星问。 　　“是的。”付新书说，“安宁实验这种队伍是强，但和我们还勉强算是一个级别的队伍。永川恒大这种巨无霸，里面说不定还有留洋球员，我们不可能踢得过啊。” 　　付新书有些绝望地说。 　　“总还是可以试试吧，当时你们不也觉得赢不了绿景国际，但最后不还是赢了吗？”林晚星问。 　　“我们要怎么跟你说呢？！”秦敖很烦地挠头，“就队伍层次不一样你懂吗？” 　　“举个简单的例子。”祁亮的声音适时响起，“就算在我们宏景八中，也有能考上永川大学的学霸和我们这种可笑废物。” 　　“靠。”学生们都瞪着祁亮，却又讲不出反驳的话来。 　　付新书顺着祁亮的话，继续解释：“各个俱乐部的青训水平层次不齐。有些是认真在搞，有些是搞个足校青训，骗地方政府的钱，还有些连骗都懒得骗，纯摆烂。”永川恒大的青训水平，就好比南安普顿在英国足坛。 　　付新书的话，让林晚星明白，就算偶尔表面装得膨胀和高兴，但他们其实很清楚自己和职业梯队之间的差距。 　　随着祁亮完成对永川恒大的介绍，教室里忽然安静下来，男生们或看地面，或看窗外，也有人看着她，仿佛希望她能再说点什么。 　　“反正，小组前二就可以出线。”林晚星说，“我们努努力？” 　　这样鼓劲儿的话，显然无法让学生们满意。 　　他们再次看向王法，想寻找他们最信任者的回复。 　　付新书试探着问道：“教练，你觉得呢？” 　　“觉得什么？” 　　“我们能不能赢，有没有出线的希望？” 　　林晚星也随之看了过去，等待王法的评价。 　　“老实讲，我从来不会思考比赛胜负可能性的问题。”王法却这么说。 　　投影仪光线浮动。 　　讲台上的学生们，齐齐望着讲台下的教练。 　　“如果没有希望，我们为什么还要站在场上？就算这场比分定格，我们也还有追求下一场胜利的机会。” 　　王法的声音并不嘹亮，这听上去也不是什么热血沸腾的宣言。 　　可学生们眼里却渐渐恢复了光亮。 　　足球是什么，又将带来什么？ 　　或许没人知道答案，又或者，每个人都在这条道路上，试着寻找自己的答案。
Chapter 69: Opponent No matter what, since you are not ready to retire, you can only go all out.　　After critiquing the organizers' groupings, the students began to carefully observe their group stage opponents and the schedule.　　Because of the home-and-away format, the entire group stage is relatively long.　　The students had to go to three different cities and play a total of six games.　　Yongchuan is the provincial capital, and Yuzhou and Shencheng are cities close to the provincial capital, and the farthest distance is only 3 hours by car.　　In general, the organizers are indeed grouped by region.　　Lin Wanxing recorded the time of the six games on her mobile phone schedule, and then looked up and asked the students: "You used to go to other places to compete, did the organizer provide room and board?" "Some offer, some same day back." Fu Xinshu said, "We haven't played in the Youth Super League before, so I don't know very well." 　　Lin Wanxing nodded and thought seriously: "If there is more time, can I still travel after the game?" Have you played Yuzhou Lake? Qin Ao immediately shouted, "Why do you just want to go out and play?" "Huh?" Lin Wanxing is colorful, "Otherwise, what else can I do? Did you misunderstand me a lot? I don't even know what these three teams are like. "Why don't you analyze the opponent with us or something!" Qin Ao turned around and shouted, "Coach, you take care of our teachers!" "That's fine." Wang Fa sat in the back row of the classroom and raised his hand lazily: "You guys will be affected, give her a science popularization." With Wang Fa's proposal, the students immediately took chicken feathers as arrows.　　They crowded the podium and ordered her to sit down and listen. Lin Wanxing beckoned Wang Fa to the edge of her seat and signaled him to share the blessings.　　In the past few days, Lin Wanxing has let the students give lectures by themselves, so they are very proficient in the use of projectors and the whole set of equipment.　　"First of all, it's Yuzhou Silver Elephant!" Qin Ao used her computer to open the Baidu browser, typed these four words, and the Baidu Encyclopedia of the Yuzhou Silver Elephant Club was projected on the screen.　　The huge silver elephant LOGO comes into view.　　As Encyclopedia said, Yuzhou Silver Elephant Football Club was founded in 1994 and is a professional football club located in Yuzhou City, which is currently competing in the Chinese Football Association Super League, and at the same time, Yuzhou Silver Elephant is also one of the founding clubs of the Chinese Football Association Super League.　　"It seems to be very old." Lin Wanxing said from the seat, "Isn't it a very strong opponent?" "This classmate, please don't associate 'old' with 'strong' without authorization!" Qin Ao criticized, "Don't you look at the second line, in terms of club honors, Yuzhou Silver Elephant has played for more than ten years, and won the third place in 16 years, where is the strength?" "Didn't I see that you were panicking like that just now, thinking that you were all fierce!" 　　Lin Wanxing complained like Qin Ao, and Qin Ao immediately glared and became anxious: "Don't talk nonsense, who is panicking!" Sue you for spreading rumors! Moreover, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse, and Yuzhou Silver Elephant is a club in the Chinese Super League, so it's no problem to respect the hand, right? "No problem~" Lin Wanxing said gently, "So Mr. Qin, can you kick them?" "Vulgar!" Qin Ao criticized again, "Let you learn from the Chinese Super League teams, why do you just ask if we can play?" Let me tell you, Yuzhou Silver Elephant's youth training is very general, the team is downstream, basically only selling people and not buying people, and they have their own football school, not necessarily send a professional echelon to participate, it may be a slightly stronger school team than us......" 　　"Oh, stronger than all of you, how strong is that?" Lin Wanxing immediately praised.　　"You praise us, it sounds like swearing." Qi Liang said casually on the side.　　Lin Wanxing smiled.　　"However, the Yuzhou Silver Elephant is indeed the weakest in our hands." 　　"yes, we still have coaches, it's okay to take them, right?" 　　"Don't be too inflated, what if Yuzhou Yinxiang sends U19 to compete?" 　　Although the students seemed to be cautious when they spoke, the joy in their eyes betrayed their true emotions.　　I thought it was a strong opponent that I couldn't defeat, but as I chatted, I suddenly felt as if it wasn't so terrifying. That's probably what makes the boys cute.　　Yuzhou Yinxiang doesn't seem to have a big problem, and the opponent below is Shencheng Haibo.　　The boys sent Yu Ming, a classmate from his hometown of Shencheng, to explain.　　"Well, in fact, I grew up in Hongjing, and I go back to Shencheng every year for the holidays......" 　　"But you're also from Shencheng, aren't you? Less nonsense, give her a good lesson! Qin Ao commanded again, "Don't learn from me to check Baidu Encyclopedia." "That's too hard...... I, I haven't known Shencheng Haibo for a long time! Yu Ming was a little flustered.　　"It's okay, I don't know." Lin Wanxing held her chin and asked, "Is Shencheng a football atmosphere, I remember that Shencheng Haibo is very famous, there is a TV series?" "Yes, my dad was a fan of Shencheng Haibo when he was young, when the national football team entered the World Cup, there was a wave of national football fever, and the TV series was filmed by Shencheng TV. That's when my dad sent me to play with our coach. "Then you know a lot." 　　"No, my dad later lost his fans, because Shencheng Haibo was relegated in the middle and changed the coach and management, which broke the hearts of the fans." 　　"So, are they still good now?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"I heard and heard from my dad that their base is about to sell and is about to go out of business." Yu Ming said.　　"Holy!" 　　"It's good to go out of business!" 　　The students were suddenly excited, which startled Lin Wanxing.　　"Their bases are almost sold! That should be poor, right? Is there any youth training, will you just abstain? Boys, you say a word to me, and you have a very strong posture of making "shipwrecked money".　　"Uh......" Lin Wanxing raised her hand, "With all due respect, everyone, it takes a lot of effort for us to scrape together money to get a fitness card, no matter how poor they are, they are richer than us, right?" "Listen quietly!" The students spoke in unison.　　At this moment, the other hand beside Lin Wanxing suddenly raised.　　Comrade Wang Fa, who had been looking at his mobile phone just now, said that he wanted to speak.　　"Coach, you say." The students immediately changed their faces and became extremely flattering.　　"I just looked at the Super League standings, and Shencheng Haibo is leading." Wang Fa said thoughtfully, "Can selling the base stimulate the potential of the players?" Students, you look at me, I look at you, and finally wandered out of the world, pretending not to hear Wang Fa's latest announcement.　　"Coach, with you, are we still afraid of a Super League team?" Yu Ming patted the horse.　　"I think they have a lot of quality." Wang Fa said.　　"Having strength is also a great Super League, it doesn't mean that the youth training must be strong." Chen Jianghe said.　　In short, if you want to expand, you have to expand to the end.　　Regardless of the home team's results, in the minds of the students, a team that wants to sell the base, the youth echelon is certainly not to be feared.　　So now, only their last opponent, Yongchuan Evergrande, is left in the schedule.　　Qi Liang is responsible for explaining this team.　　He lazily pinched the chalk, stared at the four big characters "Yongchuan Evergrande" on the blackboard for a long time, stretched out his hand and slowly drew a circle, put down the chalk and said, "I can't beat it." The classroom was silent, unprecedented, and none of the boys who liked to be noisy and shouting the most objected to Qi Liang's conclusion.　　In the quiet air, Lin Wanxing glanced at Wang Fa.　　"Damn, bad fate!" On the podium, Yu Ming also looked at Wang Fa and said so.　　"I really want to smash them!" Qin Ao let out a breath of turbid air and said angrily, "I'm most annoyed by this stupid team." Lin Wanxing was curious: "Have you ever played with Yongchuan Evergrande before?" Got a grudge? "They're going to poach our coach, and they're still called no revenge?" The students were shocked.　　"What's it called?" The students began to drag the text, "Just like in that novel, the hatred of killing a wife, the hatred of taking a husband?" "It still doesn't seem the same." Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa again and said with a smile, "What does the coach think?" "Teacher Lin doesn't think so?" Wang Fa put down his phone suddenly and asked slowly.　　Lin Wanxing was looked at by his sincere gaze, and suddenly felt that his heart was skipping a beat.　　In short, flirting with each other, she must be far worse than Wang Fa.　　Lin Wanxing decided to admit it: "Actually, I visited the base of Yongchuan Evergrande before, and our department used to cooperate with them. She digressed.　　"Then have you seen Zhou Miao?" 　　"What about Shen Lei?" 　　"I like Wu Gang, do you want to sign it?" 　　The students' attention was immediately drawn and they asked.　　Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa.　　"They are all national football stars." Wang Fa said.　　"Huh? That didn't. Lin Wanxing shook her head, "We're just ass, we have some cooperation, and we've visited the base." The base is really big and quite formal. "What cooperation?" 　　"You still have cooperation?" 　　"Cooperate with what? You really didn't ask for an autograph? Isn't that a big loss? The students were unrelenting.　　"Let's talk about Yongchuan Evergrande's youth training." Lin Wanxing shook her head, feeling that she was digging a hole for herself, "We really have no hope, can't we kick it at all?" "They were last year's champions!" Qin Ao said.　　"They are in the U19 echelon, at least six members of the national youth level, the absolute favorites to win the championship, no matter how much we swell, we will not know that we are two pounds." Chen Jianghe said seriously.　　"Is the national youth team the national youth team?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Yes." Fu Xinshu said, "The team of the Anning Experiment is strong, but it is barely a team at the same level as us. A giant like Yongchuan Evergrande, there may be foreign players in it, and we can't play it. Fu Xinshu said with some despair.　　"You can still try, don't you think you can't win LVGEM International at that time, but don't you still win in the end?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"What are we going to tell you?!" Qin Ao scratched his head in annoyance, "You understand that the team level is different?" "Just a simple example." Qi Liang's voice sounded at the right time, "Even in our Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, there are scholars who can be admitted to Yongchuan University and ridiculous waste like us. "Damn." The students all stared at Qi Liang, but they couldn't say anything to refute.　　Fu Xinshu followed Qi Liang's words and continued to explain: "The level of youth training in various clubs is uneven. Some are seriously engaged in it, some are engaged in youth training in a football school and deceive the local government of money, and some are too lazy to cheat and are purely rotten. "Yongchuan Evergrande's youth training level is like Southampton's in English football.　　Fu Xinshu's words made Lin Wanxing understand that even if they occasionally pretended to be swollen and happy on the surface, they were actually very clear about the gap between themselves and the professional echelon.　　As Qi Liang finished his introduction to Yongchuan Evergrande, the classroom suddenly quieted down, the boys were looking at the ground or out of the window, and some people were looking at her, as if hoping that she could say something more.　　"Anyway, the top two in the group can qualify." Lin Wanxing said, "Let's work hard? Obviously, this kind of encouragement will not satisfy the students.　　They looked at Wang Fa again, looking for a reply from the one they trusted most.　　Fu Xinshu asked tentatively, "Coach, what do you think?""What do you think?" 　　"Can we win, do we have any hope of qualifying?" 　　Lin Wanxing also looked over and waited for Wang Fa's evaluation.　　"To be honest, I never think about the odds of winning or losing." Wang Fa said so.　　The projector light floats.　　The students on the podium looked at the coach under the podium.　　"If there is no hope, why are we still standing on the field? Even if the score is frozen, we still have a chance to pursue the next win. Wang Fa's voice was not loud, and it didn't sound like a blood-boiling declaration.　　But the students' eyes gradually returned to light.　　What is football and what will it bring?　　Maybe no one knows the answer, or maybe everyone is on this path, trying to find their own answer.

第70章 播种 　　虽然对未来赛程有着诸多不确定， 但学生们还是决定全力以赴、投入训练。 　　唯独让林晚星没想到的是，在公布赛程后，陈卫东单独来找到她。 　　十一的学习课程陈卫东一直没来参加， 按他的说法是家里有事。 　　今天是陈卫东假期结束后第一次跟训。 　　秦敖对此有很多不满， 但一来十一法定假期，二来，也是最主要的，陈卫东是顶替缺席的文成业来义务参赛的，大家都不好对他有过多要求。 　　之前“赚钱”活动大家兴致高涨，陈卫东却觉得太辛苦在两天后退出， 所以林晚星对陈卫东会来找她这件事，其实是有心理准备的。 　　“老师，我想了很久， 之后训练可能来不了了。”陈卫东非常直接。 　　“为什么啊？”林晚星正在煮面， 闻言， 很是意外。 　　“我们学校体育队有训练，我要参加。” 　　林晚星皱了下眉头， 陈卫东大抵猜到她心中所想，说：“我本来很早就想说的，但是和大家一起踢球很开心，我们也赢了很多……不过我一开始就是被抓来凑数的， 我也有我自己的项目要练。” 　　听陈卫东这么说，林晚星很快明白过来：“你有其他比赛是吗？要拿省里名次？报高水平运动员特招？” 　　“我……就是……”陈卫东突然卡壳。 　　“没关系。”林晚星宽慰道。 　　“我就是，老师你懂吧……之前是不想鸡蛋都放在一个篮子里，但足球这边看起来有点难。而田径那边， 十一月就有锦标赛了， 之前有预选赛， 我想参加。” 　　陈卫东虽然没有明确说明，但大致意思还是很清楚的。 　　跟着足球队训练在省里拿名次的希望渺茫，不如他十一月的主项田径比赛，所以他想主攻自己的主项。 　　林晚星其实很能理解，但摆在她面前很尴尬的事实就是，宏景八中校队，只有11个人，离开谁，球队都得解散。林晚星若有所思，手指搭在铁锅上，被烫了一下，才回过神。 　　她很为难地说：“可是刚才会议上，你也没提。不然我们再开个会，把你和我讲的这些跟其他同学也说一下，其实没关系，大家可以一起想解决办法。” 　　“可别了老师。”陈卫东赶忙阻止她，“就秦敖那种人，我要说我不想踢球，他不得当场给我一拳！” 　　“但你的事情，也总要告诉他们吧。”林晚星说。 　　“这我怎么说啊！”陈卫东开始犹豫，“我本来就是个救场的，也没想要踢那么久。而且我走了，也没人啊。老师要不你找找替补，我最近还能踢会儿，以后就说不定了。” 　　陈卫东的话语终于软了下来，男生满脸纠结，林晚星的手指在水流下哗哗地冲着。 　　她说：“嗯，我知道了，你自己做决定就好。” 　　“我再想想吧。”陈卫东答。 　　陈卫东的犹豫，只是一段纠结的插曲。 　　按照赛程，10月20日，宏景八中将在青超联赛小组赛首轮，主场迎战禹州银象。 　　这段时间说长不长，说短也不算短。 　　十一假期结束后，林晚星重新拾起学校体育器材仓库的管理工作。 　　学生们早上来补习班教室集合。 　　林晚星会给学生们提供每周表格，包括所要学习的可能内容和学习目标。 　　学生们根据她的课表和时间安排，重新商议、调整了每日时间安排。 　　早上6：30分，第一堂课开始，共两节课。 　　8：30以后，林晚星去学校上班。 　　学生们跟王法完成上午的足球训练。 　　中午男生们会小睡一觉，睡醒起来精神充足，先完成上午课程的课后作业，再去踢球。 　　下午部分学生的足球训练课程持续3个小时，到林晚星下班回来结束。 　　晚上，他们会一起吃晚饭。 　　吃饭时，大家会一起看林晚星挑选的影视剧或有意义的纪录片，算作放松。 　　晚上6：50，晚课开始。 　　晚课差不多到10：00结束，一共三节，林晚星会根据每天课程，布置学生们每天回家的睡前读物。 　　可能因为天性热爱自由，只要不上课，男生们就不喜欢呆在教室里看书，他们打心眼里热爱天台。 　　先前“收垃圾”，哦不，“学习资源循环再生利用”的经历，给了他们提供了很多经验。 　　秦敖、林鹿很熟悉废物利用流程，林晚星不知道他们从哪搞来了旧的货仓垫板。 　　他们把几个木板架子放在一起，拼成简单的木沙发，又置换来旧的海绵垫，摆在上面。 　　午后阳光不刺眼的休息时间，男生们都喜欢靠在那里聊天放松。 　　近处是大片大片的绿地，更远处是高低错落的城市，林鹿同学窝在木沙发上，说这很像在马尔代夫度假。 　　虽然他们并没有很明确马尔代夫具体在哪，但感觉一定是拥有高级的度假感的地方。 　　林晚星每天要管理器材，以前她中午会在学校用餐，但因为崽子们现在已经把她的房子当做据点，所以她每天午间都会回来。 　　一开始的时候，学生们会出去吃午饭。 　　家长给他们饭钱，但课业繁重，男生们又互相影响，都懒得出去。 　　林鹿十一带的那提泡面，起到了关键性的坏作用。其他人跟着他中午吃起泡面后，一发而不可收拾。 　　林晚星之前听说过，宅男连吃几年泡面吃出病的事情，她当时以为是编的段子，怎么可能有人能吃那么久的泡面？ 　　可她真看到学生们整箱整箱买来各种口味的泡面，一天三顿，连吃一周都完全没腻的时候，她还是震惊了。 　　这样当然不行，正在运动和训练的学生们，他们的营养必须跟上。 　　为此，林晚星特地在周五大会上提出午餐问题，要求大家解决一下。 　　一开始，林晚星提出的禁止泡面的动议甚至都没有附议，差点被迫流产。 　　王法给出了关键性的附议，将这项提案推进到下一个步骤。 　　男生们天生对强硬的一刀切很反感。 　　但当林晚星阐述完自己观点，指出长期食用泡面营养需求跟不上的问题后，男生们还是相对认可了。 　　“中午老吃方便面，吃三四包，下午还是容易饿。” 　　俞明同学此言一出，大家都觉得有那么点道理。 　　其实对学生们来讲，也不是不饿或者不想吃点好，只是吃饭对他们来说本就是凑合一下，不算什么事儿。 　　而现在要认真思考吃什么的问题以后，他们又“矫情”起来。 　　不能随便吃，要吃就吃点好。吃饭不仅要考虑成本，毕竟爸妈给的钱有限，还要营养均衡，减脂增肌，绿色天然有机更好。 　　林晚星不参与任何意见，只表示愿意平摊一份饭钱，并拒绝做饭。 　　自由管理模式大概就是这样的东西，等林晚星反应过来，学生们已经开始往她的天台上搬废旧泡沫箱和土了。 　　男生们列出了详细的营养餐计划表，根据最新版《中国居民膳食指南》制定，并结合了什么国外运动科学营养师建议。 　　林晚星第一次陷入自我怀疑，觉得自己是不是教他们太多了？怎么学生们突然变得这么能干了？ 　　天台被茫茫泡沫箱分割成试验田模样，林晚星看着都觉得头晕：“你们真要自己种菜吗？” 　　“对啊！”学生们满手泥，非常理直气壮，“我们还准备种有机蔬菜，最顶级的那种！” 　　“有必要这么麻烦吗？”林晚星很费解，“为什么不去买，这要种到什么时候才能吃？” 　　“你是不是很久没买过菜了，知不知道菜价很贵？” 　　“有些菜生长周期很短，一个月就可以吃了。” 　　“什么菜，现在不是秋天了，能种吗？”林晚星很茫然，问题比较多。 　　“跟她说这么多干嘛，她又不懂。”秦敖把肩上的那袋泥放下，很不屑地说。 　　“你等着吃吧，账单付新书核算完会发你，记得交钱。”陈江河胸有成竹地说。 　　林晚星茫然四顾，最后看着坐在遮阳伞下的王法，想到了一个全新理由。 　　“这天台怎么说也是我和你们教练一人一半，你们有没征询过教练的意见？”她问。 　　王法立刻举手表态：“算我一份，账单发你们老师。” 　　林晚星：“……” 　　总之，学生们的种菜业务就这么展开。 　　虽然起因可能是某个人突然而至的什么想法，但他们沉迷的过程却非常迅速。 　　这些天的学习，为学生们带来了目标制定、任务划分和实践能力的全面提升，甚至不用任何额外指导，他们就自然而非常有条理地开始了分工合作。 　　付新书查阅资料，挑选成本低廉并能快速生长的蔬菜。郑飞扬的外公外婆在乡下有田，他负责去搞种子和听取老人们的意见，并带队育苗。 　　秦敖则主要干体力活，浇水施肥扛东西都是他来负责。 　　这些行动都是完全自发自主的。 　　林晚星发现，她交给学生们的那些资料搜集和笔记方法，被他们用来学习该如何种菜。 　　为了种菜，林鹿甚至游戏都不打了。对他来说，仿佛没什么比蹲着看种子发芽更有意思的事情。 　　学生们每天的训练间隙聊的话题，也从游戏、视频这些，变成了种菜。 　　是的，种菜。 　　什么种子好，育苗的设施哪里搞，土壤质量和种类…… 　　林晚星听久了，甚至有次把“青超”联赛都听成了“种菜联赛”。 　　之前跟随学生们的兴趣，晚饭时，林晚星给学生们放的都是那些著名的刑侦类美剧。 　　现在学生们全心全意种田，对打打杀杀的东西完全不感冒。 　　林晚星只能被迫暂停没看完的美剧，把纪录片换成了《小花园大梦想》这类BBC种菜纪录片。 　　温柔的配乐，柔光的镜头，美仑美奂的菜园，还有相对缓慢的节奏。 　　林晚星原以为学生们会对这些相对文艺的东西不感兴趣，没想到，他们不仅看得津津有味，甚至边看边做笔记。 　　记录的内容中英文都有，有各种植物的名字和习性，堆肥区域设计、堆肥箱和温室制作。 　　他们也会跟着纪录片，学习画各种各样的花园设计图纸。 　　在林晚星看来，英国园艺大师的作品好像显得和她的破天台很不相同，毕竟十来个泡沫箱已经是他们的全部，但学生们却不这么认为。 　　他们不仅开始幻想和规划更多的东西，甚至连新村楼下的小片空地，也被纳入了考虑范围。 　　林晚星对学生们的兴趣没有刻意鼓励或者否定，除了强行否决他们要在天台养鸡的提案外，她完全随他们便。
Chapter 70: Sowing the Seeds Despite the uncertainty surrounding the future schedule, the students decided to give it their all and devote themselves to training.　　The only thing Lin Wanxing didn't expect was that after the schedule was announced, Chen Weidong came to find her alone.　　Chen Weidong has not come to participate in the eleventh study course, according to him, there is something at home.　　Today is Chen Weidong's first training session after the holiday.　　Qin Ao has a lot of dissatisfaction with this, but firstly, the eleventh statutory holiday, and secondly, and most importantly, Chen Weidong is to replace the absent Wen Chengye to participate in the compulsory competition, and everyone is not good to have too many requirements for him.　　Everyone was very interested in the "making money" activity before, but Chen Weidong felt that it was too hard to quit after two days, so Lin Wanxing was actually mentally prepared for Chen Weidong to come to her.　　"Teacher, I've been thinking about it for a long time, and I may not be able to train after that." Chen Weidong is very direct.　　"Why?" Lin Wanxing was cooking noodles, and when she heard this, she was very surprised.　　"Our school sports team has training, and I'm going to participate." 　　Lin Wanxing frowned, Chen Weidong probably guessed what she was thinking, and said: "I originally wanted to say it a long time ago, but I was very happy to play football with everyone, and we also won a lot...... But I was caught in the first place, and I had my own projects to work on. Hearing Chen Weidong say this, Lin Wanxing quickly understood: "You have other competitions, right?" Want to get the provincial ranking? Apply for a high-level athlete recruitment? "I...... It's ......" Chen Weidong suddenly got stuck.　　"It's okay." Lin Wanxing said with relief.　　"I am, you know, teacher...... I didn't want to put all my eggs in one basket, but it looks a bit difficult on the football side. On the track and field side, there are championships in November, and there are qualifiers before that, and I want to participate. Although Chen Weidong did not make it clear, the general meaning is still very clear.　　Training with the football team has little hope of winning a place in the province, and it is not as good as his main event in November, track and field, so he wants to focus on his main event.　　Lin Wanxing can actually understand it very well, but the embarrassing fact in front of her is that there are only 11 people in the Hongjing No. 8 Middle School team, and whoever leaves will have to disband. Lin Wanxing thought for a while, put her fingers on the iron pot, and was scalded before she came back to her senses.　　She was embarrassed and said, "But you didn't mention it at the meeting just now." Otherwise, let's have another meeting and tell the other students what you and I said, but it's okay, we can think of a solution together. "Farewell teacher." Chen Weidong hurriedly stopped her, "Just Qin Ao's kind of person, I want to say that I don't want to play football, he can't punch me on the spot!" "But you have to tell them about it." Lin Wanxing said.　　"What do I say!" Chen Weidong began to hesitate, "I was originally a rescuer, and I didn't want to play for so long." And I'm gone, and there's no one. Teacher, if you don't find a replacement, I can still play for a while in the near future, maybe in the future. Chen Weidong's words finally softened, the boy's face was full of confusion, and Lin Wanxing's fingers rushed under the water.　　She said, "Well, I see, you can make your own decisions." "I'll think again." Chen Weidong replied.　　Chen Weidong's hesitation was just a tangled episode.　　According to the schedule, on October 20, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School will face Yuzhou Silver Elephant at home in the first round of the group stage of the Youth Super League.　　This period of time is not long, but it is not short.　　After the National Day holiday, Lin Wanxing resumed the management of the school's sports equipment warehouse.　　Students gather in the morning at the cram school.　　Lin Wanxing will provide students with a weekly form that includes the possible content to be studied and the learning objectives.　　The students renegotiated and adjusted their daily schedules according to her schedule and schedule.　　At 6:30 a.m., the first class begins with two classes.　　After 8:30, Lin Wanxing went to work at school.　　The students completed the morning soccer training with Wang Fa.　　At noon, the boys take a nap, wake up refreshed, and complete their homework for the morning class before going to play football.　　In the afternoon, some students' football training sessions lasted for 3 hours, ending when Lin Wanxing returned from work.　　In the evening, they would have dinner together.　　During the meal, everyone will watch the film and television dramas or meaningful documentaries selected by Lin Wanxing together, which is counted as relaxing.　　At 6:50 p.m., evening classes begin.　　The evening class ends at almost 10:00, a total of three sessions, and Lin Wanxing will arrange bedtime reading materials for students to go home every day according to the daily curriculum.　　Perhaps because of their natural love of freedom, as long as they are not in class, boys do not like to stay in the classroom and read, they love the rooftop in their hearts.　　The previous experience of "collecting garbage", oh no, "learning to recycle resources", gave them a lot of experience.　　Qin Ao and Lin Lu are very familiar with the waste utilization process, and Lin Wanxing doesn't know where they got the old warehouse pads.　　They put together several wooden shelves to form a simple wooden sofa, and replaced them with old sponge cushions and placed them on top.　　In the afternoon, when the sun is not dazzling, the boys like to lean on and relax by chatting there.　　Nearby is a large area of green space, and farther away is the city of high and low, Lin Lu nestled on a wooden sofa, saying that it was very similar to a holiday in the Maldives.　　While they weren't sure exactly where the Maldives was, it felt like it had to be a place with a high-class holiday feel.　　Lin Wanxing has to manage the equipment every day, and she used to eat at school at noon, but because the cubs now use her house as a stronghold, she will come back every day at noon.　　In the beginning, the students would go out for lunch.　　The parents gave them money for food, but the schoolwork was heavy, and the boys influenced each other, so they didn't bother to go out.　　The Nati instant noodles in the eleventh belt of Linlu have played a key bad role. After the others followed him to eat instant noodles at noon, they were out of control.　　Lin Wanxing had heard before that otaku had eaten instant noodles for a few years and got sick, she thought it was a joke made up, how could anyone eat instant noodles for so long?　　But when she really saw the students buying boxes and boxes of instant noodles of various flavors, three meals a day, and eating them for a week, she was still shocked.　　Of course, this is not possible, and the nutrition of students who are exercising and training must keep up.　　For this reason, Lin Wanxing specially raised the lunch issue at the Friday conference and asked everyone to solve it.　　At the beginning, Lin Wanxing's motion to ban instant noodles was not even seconded, and she was almost forced to miscarry.　　Wang Fa gave a crucial second, pushing the proposal to the next step.　　Boys are naturally averse to tough one-size-fits-all.　　But when Lin Wanxing expounded his views and pointed out the problem that the nutritional needs of long-term instant noodles could not keep up, the boys still relatively agreed.　　"I always eat instant noodles at noon, eat three or four packs, and I am still hungry in the afternoon." 　　As soon as Yu Ming's words came out, everyone felt that there was some truth.　　In fact, for the students, it's not that they are not hungry or don't want to eat well, but that eating is just a makeshift for them, and it is not a big deal.　　And now that they have to seriously think about the question of what to eat, they are "hypocritical" again.　　You can't just eat it, if you want to eat it, eat something good. Eating should not only consider the cost, after all, the money given by parents is limited, but also have balanced nutrition, lose fat and increase muscle, green natural organic is better.　　Lin Wanxing did not participate in any opinions, only expressed her willingness to share the meal money equally, and refused to cook.　　The free management model is probably such a thing, and by the time Lin Wanxing reacted, the students had already begun to move waste foam boxes and soil to her rooftop.　　The boys made a detailed nutritious meal planner, based on the latest edition of the Dietary Guidelines for Chinese Residents, combined with the recommendations of foreign sports science nutritionists.　　For the first time, Lin Wanxing fell into self-doubt and felt that she had taught them too much. Why did the students suddenly become so competent?　　The rooftop was divided into a test field by a vast foam box, and Lin Wanxing felt dizzy when he looked at it: "Do you really want to grow your own vegetables?" "That's right!" The students were full of mud and were very confident, "We are also going to grow organic vegetables, the best kind!" "Is it necessary to be so troublesome?" Lin Wanxing was puzzled, "Why don't you buy it, when will you be able to eat it?" "Have you not bought vegetables in a long time, do you know that the price of vegetables is very expensive?" 　　"Some vegetables have a very short growth cycle, and they can be eaten in a month." 　　"What kind of vegetables, it's not autumn now, can you plant them?" Lin Wanxing was at a loss, and there were many questions.　　"Why do you tell her so much, she doesn't understand." Qin Ao put down the bag of mud on his shoulder and said disdainfully.　　"You wait to eat, the bill will be sent to you after the new book is calculated, remember to pay the money." Chen Jianghe said confidently.　　Lin Wanxing looked around blankly, and finally looked at Wang Fa sitting under the parasol, and thought of a new reason.　　"What do you say about this rooftop, I and your coach are one and a half, have you consulted the coach?" She asked.　　Wang Fa immediately raised his hand and said: "Count me in, and the bill will be sent to your teacher." Lin Wanxing: "......" 　　In short, the students' vegetable growing business began in this way.　　Although the cause may be a sudden idea from someone, the process of their addiction is very rapid.　　These days of learning have brought students an all-round improvement in goal setting, task division and practical ability, and even without any additional guidance, they have naturally and very organized division of labor and cooperation.　　Pay for the new book to check the information and choose vegetables that are inexpensive and can grow quickly. Zheng Feiyang's grandparents have fields in the countryside, and he is responsible for collecting seeds, listening to the opinions of the elderly, and leading the team to raise seedlings.　　Qin Ao mainly does manual work, and he is responsible for watering, fertilizing, and carrying things.　　These actions are completely spontaneous.　　Lin Wanxing found that the methods of collecting and taking notes she gave to her students were being used by them to learn how to grow vegetables.　　In order to grow vegetables, Lin Lu didn't even play games. To him, it seemed like nothing more interesting than crouching and watching the seeds sprout.　　The topics that students talk about every day between training sessions have also changed from games and videos to growing vegetables.　　Yes, grow vegetables.　　What seeds are good, where are the facilities for raising seedlings, soil quality and variety...... 　　Lin Wanxing has heard it for a long time, and even once heard the "Youth Super League" league as the "vegetable league".　　used to follow the interests of the students, and at dinner, Lin Wanxing showed the students those famous criminal investigation American dramas.　　Now the students are dedicated to farming, and they are not interested in anything that is beaten and killed.　　Lin Wanxing could only be forced to suspend the unfinished American drama and replace the documentary with a BBC vegetable documentary such as "Little Garden, Big Dream".　　The gentle soundtrack, the soft shots, the beautiful vegetable garden, and the relatively slow rhythm.　　Lin Wanxing originally thought that the students would not be interested in these relatively literary things, but unexpectedly, they not only watched with relish, but even took notes while reading.　　The content of the record is in both English and Chinese, with the names and habits of various plants, the design of the compost area, the compost bin and the production of the greenhouse.　　They will also follow the documentary and learn to draw various garden design drawings.　　In Lin Wanxing's opinion, the work of the British master gardener seems to be very different from her roofbreaker, after all, a dozen or so foam boxes are already all they have, but the students do not think so.　　Not only did they begin to fantasize and plan for more things, but even the small vacant land downstairs in the new village was taken into account.　　Lin Wanxing did not deliberately encourage or deny the students' interest, except for forcibly vetoing their proposal to raise chickens on the rooftop, she was completely free from them.

第71章 收获 　　学生们的足球训练表格， 慢慢攒起了薄薄一叠。 　　林晚星为他们每个人准备的学习文件夹，也越来越厚。 　　元元补习班桌上的书变多了，秋风渐起， 就在学生们种下的第一波生菜种子萌芽那天， 他们迎来他们青超联赛正赛首战、对阵禹州银象的比赛正日。 　　早上，学生们起了个大早。 　　按照赛程，比赛午后开始。林晚星本来安排大家早上好好休息，中午在家吃完饭，午后在学校门口集合，一起乘坐大巴前往宏景明珠足球俱乐部的基地。 　　学生们却拒绝了这项让他们睡懒觉的提议， 表示一定要在她这里集合，吃完午饭后一起出发。 　　林晚星一开始还以为，这是因为学生们培养了良好的作息习惯， 不想打乱。 　　可当男生们一早跑上天台， 张罗着要拔葱炒鸡蛋的时候， 她突然意识到到，这其实是种该死的仪式感。 　　学生们一定要在出征前， 吃上一口自己亲手种的菜。 　　这两者间其实并没有什么必然联系，但对学生们来讲，他们认定了这一定代表了某种好兆头。 　　午饭后，秋日暖阳和煦。 　　二十多天来， 学生们第一次重回宏景八中学校门口。 　　校门口卖东西的小店还和往常一样，门口挂着五颜六色的货品。 　　接送他们前往赛场的大巴，等候在校门口。 　　林晚星想，这大概也是种奇异的仪式感。 　　学生们从校门口一个个登上大巴车， 车辆驶动， 他们踏上了全新的征程。 　　宏景明珠俱乐部足球场。 　　进入青超联赛正赛后， 比赛场地也发生了一些变化。 　　环境更加正式，从没有看台、围着铁栅栏的训练场，更换到俱乐部带有塑胶跑道和看台的标准足球场。 　　比赛前，学生们和王法在更衣室布置战术，林晚星先出来探探风。 　　她对青超联赛的概念，大概还停留在他们上次和绿景国际高中踢的那会儿。 　　大家都是学生，别的学校比他们有钱，所以后勤人员配备更好些。 　　但这场比赛明显不同。 　　正对球场中线有第四官员所在的监管台，监管台边架有摄像机，连接监管台上的电脑。 　　球场边的休息区，还有个记者模样的人挂着工作牌，捧着长镜头照相机候场。 　　禹州银象俱乐部的球员从球员通道鱼贯而出，他对着他们咔擦咔擦拍了几张照片。 　　闪光灯亮起，林晚星感到了一种莫名的压力。 　　她很清楚，这是真正的青超联赛正赛，和他们之前参加的入围赛规格完全不同。 　　同样发生质变的，还有他们的对手。 　　禹州银象是支完全的“正规军”。 　　光是球员的身材，都比他们之前遇到的校队要高大威武。 　　他们皮肤黝黑，目光炯炯有神。 　　热身的时候，禹州银象的队员们看似悠闲，两两一组，相互之间轻松闲聊。可是实际上每次热身动作，他们都用堪称教科书一般的标准，将身体的每块肌肉都彻底的活动开。 　　阳光下，那每一寸肌肉，仿佛都蕴含着强大力量。 　　过了一会儿，宏景八中的学生们，也列着队从球员通道走出来。 　　男生们吵吵闹闹，刚刚停下的照相机咔擦声再次响起。 　　林晚星转过头，午后灿烂的阳光，同样落在了她的学生们身上。 　　宏景八中足球队的球员们，换上了全新的统一队服，白底蓝字，在他们背后是广阔的绿色球场和更广阔的连绵草甸。 　　也是这个时刻，林晚星才骤然发现，她的学生们好像也变得不一样了。 　　或许是连续一个多月的高强度训练，他们每天暴晒，使他们的皮肤黑得彻底，因此看上去非常精神。 　　也可能是一个月来的体能训练成果，终于逐渐显现在他们的身体上面。 　　男生们的肌肉线条更加明显，身材愈发挺拔，连带气质也更加凝练。 　　林晚星左看右看，比较两边球员。 　　似乎她的学生们，和禹州银象的职业梯队选手相比，在体态和精神上也并没有那么大差距。 　　林晚星想起赛前王法说的话。 　　那时学生们围着他们的教练，一定要王法讲点鼓舞士气的东西，给他们点比赛获胜的信心。 　　王法同志秉承一贯朴素平和的训话作风，在分发新一周的体能训练表格后，让球员们捏了捏这些天来积攒的表格厚度。 　　王法：“相信我，积累永远是有用的，你们这么多天来的训练，会回报在你们的赛场上。让你们有充沛的体能，来完成整场比赛。” 　　阳光猛烈地洒落下来，照得草尖油光发亮。 　　各色各样的球鞋在其中不安地踢踏，蓦然全部安静。 　　裁判就位，嘹亮哨音响彻云霄，鞋钉踢翻草皮，带出泥土，比赛正式开始。 　　禹州银象并没有轻视他们这次的对手，他们和绿景国际不同。 　　禹州银象的教练周红波很清楚，能够淘汰绿景国际高中的队伍，哪怕是业余的，也必定有着独到实力。 　　因此，他屡次警告球员们，不要轻视本轮的校园足球队伍，并且做出了针对性的开场布置。 　　周红波明白，业余队伍对上职业队，最大的差距往往不是技战术，而是心态。 　　业余队伍进入比赛状态，需要很长时间。 　　绿景国际就是犯了这个错误，他们并没有抓住最佳时机。他们开始的进攻太过不愠不火，给了宏景八中进入比赛状态的机会。 　　所以，周红波要求球员们开场后就必须抢攻，务必手起刀落，迅速解决对手！争取一开场就让这群业余球员，感受下职业的残酷。 　　带着这样的想法，禹州银象在开场哨音吹响后，率先发起猛烈进攻。 　　禹州银象队员们都是准职业球员，他们脚下技术细腻，互相配合已久。 　　宏景八中以前经历的对手都很看不起他们，往往控住球，就针对他们的球门进行狂轰滥炸。 　　禹州银象的情况则不同。 　　禹州银象试图通过层层运球，不间断施压，用如流水般的进攻，温柔地渗透入他们的禁区。 　　当你意识到问题时，杀机方才骤然出现。 　　开球后，禹州银象耐心倒脚，缓缓将足球送入防线。 　　禹州银象10号胸有成竹送出最后一传，9号趁势摆脱防守队员前插，足球划过一道柔和的弧线，滑入宏景八中禁区。 　　可就在这时，两道粗暴的身影，如闪电般前插，将禹州银象行云流水的进攻一刀斩断。 　　“砰”地一声。 　　祁亮和陈卫东双人夹击，直接将球断下。 　　禹州银象的10号球员打了个踉跄，有些发懵。 　　他传球的时候明明注意到，宏景八中的球员都离他的队友9号还有一段的距离，可是在他传球的一瞬间，对方瞬间扑了过去，以至于脚下技术出色的9号，连拿球的机会都没有，就被断球了。 　　赛场局势瞬息万变。 　　没等他来得及仔细思考，宏景八中的反击已骤然展开。 　　林鹿无人防守，他接到了球，直接一脚，将球传给了靠前一点的付新书。 　　付新书拿球，转身，在对方中场上来逼抢之前，将球长传给秦敖！ 　　足球如白色闪电，划破绿色球场。 　　虽然此情此景，林晚星在训练中已看过无数次，可在当它真实比赛中出现，还是令她激动地跳了起来。 　　按照王法无数次在战术板上画出的反击线路，下一个就是陈江河。 　　禹州银象回守速度超乎想象，就在陈江河前插时，两名回防中卫立刻死死缠住了他。 　　秦敖和陈江河之间的传球线路被完全切断。 　　禹州银象的主教练周红波并不紧张，这也是他们和绿景国际的不同之处。 　　他们禹州银象是默契配合的队伍，攻防之间张弛有度。宏景八中这种只有一套快速反击战术的队伍，不会再他们这里有太多可趁之机。 　　下面，球该断了…… 　　周红波判断道。 　　可就在秦敖抬脚的瞬间，他却方向一转，并未勉强将球传给前方的陈江河，而是在禹州银象后卫逼抢上来之前，迅速抬脚、用力将球朝着边路踢去。 　　在那里，是高速前插的林鹿！ 　　平时可爱的少年，在这一刻前插时，却是如此迅速、如此果决。 　　一个月来的训练，每天汗流浃背的日子，让林鹿在此刻拥有了足够的爆发速度。他接到传球，将足球向前趟了一大步，撒丫子就开跑。 　　在宽阔的绿茵场上，原先的脚伤已被他完全抛之脑后，他追逐着前方的足球，只有这么一个目标。 　　快一点、再快一点！ 　　禹州银象防守队员立刻跑位，像卡车一般，隆隆地向林鹿撞来。 　　身材看似瘦小的少年无所畏惧，在将将与对方防守球员撞上瞬间，林鹿冷静抬脚，将球回传中路。 　　而那里，正是再次前插的陈江河。 　　陈江河在林鹿身后，却在所有回防的禹州银象球员身前。 　　陈江河接球，面对出击的禹州银象的门将，冷静地推射了一个远角！ 　　禹州银象门将倒地之时，银刃般的弧线已从他身下滚过，滚入球门！ 　　1：0！ 　　开场仅五分钟，通过一次闪电般的反击，宏景八中就首开纪录！ 　　陈江河兴奋不已，这是他在本次联赛正赛的第一例进球。 　　剔着板寸的少年不再冷酷，他兴奋地冲向场边，对着王法和林晚星，就是一个俯冲！ 　　其他的球员有样学样，跟着他，一同朝着教练席俯冲过来。 　　阳光灿烂，学生们拧开矿泉水，放肆地浇在陈江河头上。 　　林晚星摸了摸学生们湿漉漉的脑袋，用力鼓掌。 　　场边休息区冰火两重天。 　　一方因进球热火朝天，另一方则因失球而气氛凝滞。 　　禹州银象教练周红波脸色铁青，看了眼宏景八中的休息区。 　　明明是他想手起刀落，却被对方在开场五分钟，就几乎完美的防守反击，斩于马下。 　　良好的执教素养，让他没有朝场上球员大吼大叫。 　　趁死球时，选手来场边喝水的间隙，他还很平和地鼓励主力球员：“没关系，他们这一球进得早，代表我们有非常多的时间扳平比分。你们耐心进攻，不要让他们有喘息机会。” 　　球员们看着教练，纷纷点头。 　　周红波做出胸有成竹的样子，等球员重新会到场上，他向旁边的休息区看了一眼。 　　和他们这里人员齐备的情况不同。 　　旁边的休息区空空荡荡的，只有个戴着黑色鸭舌帽的青年和另一位神情激动的女孩。 　　周红波的目光那个青年身上停了一会儿。 　　虽然看不清脸，但他直觉对方教练年纪很轻，可能刚从体校毕业也没多久，这样的年轻人，他的经验和执教能力，不足以应对青超联赛瞬息万变的局势。 　　周红波告诉自己要放宽心，并强行忽视了心中的一丝异样感觉。莫名其妙的，他总觉得自己在哪里见过对方。 　　事与愿违，接下来的比赛节奏，却逐渐离周红波的掌控范围。 　　在比赛进行的到20分钟，或许周红波本人还没有意识到他已被”完全拿捏“这点。 　　可林晚星知道。 　　当她看到球场上禹州银象球员们流水般的倒脚进攻场面时，不由得想起王法赛前说过的话 　　“禹州银象是一支技术细腻的队伍，他们擅长从地面进攻，换而言之，他们打法相对文艺。但在这个世界上，太精细的东西，总是容易被果断和暴力所破坏。” 　　“破坏”这两个字，就是王法赛前，对球员们的全部要求。 　　他要求学生们努力拼抢，不畏惧身体冲撞，用不断的暴力拉扯破坏禹州银象进攻节奏。 　　他要求学生们们勇于反击，只要有反击的机会，就向前、向前、再向前。 　　他告诉学生们，任何反击失败都不可怕，因为他们有足够的体能支撑整场比赛。只要敢于寻找，机会就一定存在。 　　场上，八中的球员们呼啸跑动，来回防守，禹州银象的进攻往往打到禁区外，就被”破坏“出来。 　　那么多天复杂而详尽的身体训练，各式各样堪称酷刑的项目，健身房的辛苦，一点点积累的体能表格…… 　　所有这一切，都让学生们的前插速度与耐力，有了长足的进步。 　　王法每天都会带学生们观看他们的训练视频，让他们回顾自己训练数据。 　　身体容易受体感欺骗，但数字是不会骗人的。 　　体能进步清晰地反应在表格上。 　　而在训练中，如王法所说，很多他们曾在场上无法完成的动作，也因为体能的提升，变得可以完成了。 　　所有一切对自己进步的清晰感受，都让学生们对于本次“破坏”行动，有了足够的自信。 　　而自信，带来了坚韧。 　　1-0的比分维持了整个上半场。 　　禹州银象的教练脸色变得越发难看，他已无法维持一直以来的儒雅作风。就现在场上的情况而言，他的队伍极有可能像绿景国际那样的输掉比赛。 　　面对对面技术不流畅、配合不到位，却猛冲猛打破坏性极强的业余校园足球队，周红波很清楚地认识到，他的队伍太软了。 　　半场哨声响起，禹州银象的球员们沮丧下场。 　　各种各样奇怪的想法充斥着禹州银象球员们的脑海，他们明明觉得局面一直在他们的控制中，而宏景八中从头到尾也只组织过那么一次进攻，可是他们就是这样落后了。 　　就算他们掌握大部分球权，可渗透却完全打不进去，不管怎么调度，他们都找不出空档。 　　这支业余队伍的跑动和防守能力，让人吃惊。 　　球员们将这些内容告诉教练，收到的却不再是温柔的鼓舞和宽慰，而是强硬的要求：“下半场，不管用什么办法，给我撕开他们的防线！一次进攻不行就两次，两次进攻不行就三次！” 　　必须用强硬对抗强硬。 　　周红波非常确定。 　　禹州银象教练的喊声遥遥飘来，林晚星看了眼王法。 　　青年依旧面容沉静，只是静待比赛再度开始。 　　和宏景八中先前面对的所有对手一样，禹州银象也没有忍住，他们在下半场展开了水银泻地般的凶猛进攻。 　　而按照王法的安排，宏景八中顺利展开了三中卫的防守阵型。 　　这里共有三重防线。 　　中场们禁区前沿是第一重，两个中后卫是第二重，中后卫身后的清道夫郑飞扬，则是第三重。 　　禹州银象的进攻，一开始像汹涌蓬勃的江水。可经过这三次重过滤，再浑浊的水也会变得清澈透明，毫无威胁。 　　越是进攻不利，禹州银象的队员们就越发心浮气躁。 　　给他们带来压力的不光是面前的对手，还有在场下要求他们积极逼抢冲撞的主教练。 　　主教练的情绪，会如瘟疫般的传染给球员们。 　　禹州银象的进攻变得越发的猛烈，可这和他们的特点背道而驰。 　　他们擅长打控球和短传渗透。当这样的队伍开始不顾一切前插进攻的时候，不仅进攻疲软，他们防守上的漏洞，也会相应地增大。 　　随之而来的是，宏景八中球员们反击机会变得越来越多。 　　学生们深信王法赛前说的话，他们坚信自己将有足够充沛的体能，支撑全场。 　　禹州银象越着急，他们就越冷静自信。 　　全场比赛进行到七十分钟的时候，宏景八中抓住反击机会。 　　陈江河一脚射门被禹州银象门将扑出，而跟进的秦敖补射破门。 　　主裁判吹响全场比赛结束的哨声，林晚星高举双手，站了起来。 　　周红波耳旁充斥着最后尖锐的哨声，他脑子发烫，不由得再度看向对方休息区。他看着那位戴着黑色鸭舌帽的青年人，脑中灵光乍现，想起自己究竟是在哪里见过对方。 　　球员们如脱缰野马，疯狂地冲向休息区。 　　下一刻，炽热的汗水味扑面而来，林晚星和王法，被滚烫而坚硬的臂膀，团团围住。 　　日丽风和，秋阳光芒万丈。 　　2-0！
Chapter 71 Harvest The students' soccer training forms slowly accumulated a thin stack.　　The study folders that Lin Wanxing prepared for each of them are getting thicker and thicker.　　There are more books on the table of the Yuanyuan cram school, and the autumn breeze is gradually rising, On the day when the first wave of lettuce seeds planted by the students sprouted, they ushered in the first game of their Youth Super League and the match against Yuzhou Silver Elephant.　　In the morning, the students woke up early.　　According to the schedule, the game starts in the afternoon. Lin Wanxing originally arranged for everyone to have a good rest in the morning, eat at home at noon, gather at the school gate in the afternoon, and take a bus to the base of Hongjing Pearl Football Club.　　The students rejected the offer to let them sleep in, saying that they would meet at her and set off together after lunch.　　At first, Lin Wanxing thought that it was because the students had developed good work habits and didn't want to disrupt it.　　But when the boys ran up to the rooftop early in the morning to pluck onions and scrambled eggs, she suddenly realized that this was actually a goddamn ritual.　　Students must eat a bite of their own vegetables before they set out.　　There is no real connection between the two, but for the students, they believe that this must be a good sign.　　After lunch, the autumn sun is warm.　　For the first time in more than 20 days, the students returned to the gate of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School.　　The small shop selling things in front of the school is still the same as usual, with colorful goods hanging in front of the door.　　The bus that took them to the stadium was waiting at the school gate.　　Lin Wanxing thought, this is probably also a strange sense of ritual.　　One by one, the students boarded the bus from the school gate, and the vehicles drove around, and they embarked on a new journey.　　Grand View Pearl Club Football Stadium.　　After entering the main match of the Youth Super League, the playing venue has also undergone some changes.　　The environment was more formal, from a training ground with no stands and an iron fence to a standard football pitch with a plastic track and stands.　　Before the game, the students and Wang Fa arranged tactics in the locker room, and Lin Wanxing came out to explore the wind first.　　Her concept of the Youth Super League is probably still stuck in the last time they played with LVGEM International High School.　　Everyone is a student, and other schools have more money than them, so the logistics staff are better.　　But this game is clearly different.　　Facing the center line of the stadium, there is a supervision desk where the fourth official is located, and there is a camera next to the monitoring table, which is connected to the computer on the supervision platform.　　In the lounge area next to the stadium, there was also a person who looked like a reporter hanging a work card and holding a long-lens camera.　　The players of the Yuzhou Silver Elephant Club rushed out of the players' tunnel, and he snapped a few pictures of them.　　The flash lights turned on, and Lin Wanxing felt an inexplicable pressure.　　She is well aware that this is a real Youth Super League match, and the specifications of the play-in tournaments they have participated in are completely different.　　There are also qualitative changes in their opponents.　　Yuzhou Silver Elephant is a complete "regular army".　　The stature of the players alone is taller and more powerful than the varsity team they have encountered before.　　They have dark skin and piercing eyes.　　During the warm-up, the members of Yuzhou Silver Elephant seemed to be leisurely, working in pairs and chatting with each other easily. But in fact, every warm-up action, they use textbook-like standards to thoroughly activate every muscle in the body.　　Under the sun, every inch of muscle seems to contain great power.　　After a while, the students of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School also walked out of the players' tunnel in a line.　　The boys were noisy, and the clicks of the cameras that had just stopped sounded again.　　Lin Wanxing turned her head, and the bright afternoon sun also fell on her students.　　The players of the football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School have changed into new uniform uniforms, with blue letters on a white background, and behind them are a vast green field and a wider continuous meadow.　　It was also at this moment that Lin Wanxing suddenly discovered that her students seemed to have become different.　　Maybe it's more than a month of intense training, and they are exposed to the sun every day, which makes their skin completely dark, so they look very energetic.　　It may also be that the results of a month's physical training are finally showing up on their bodies.　　The boys' muscle lines are more obvious, their bodies are more upright, and their temperament is more condensed.　　Lin Wanxing looked left and right, comparing the players on both sides.　　It seems that her students, compared with the professional echelon players of Yuzhou Silver Elephant, are not so far behind in physique and spirit.　　Lin Wanxing remembered what Wang Fa said before the game.　　At that time, the students surrounded their coach, and they had to talk about something that boosted their morale and gave them some confidence to win the game.　　Comrade Wang Fa adhered to the usual simple and peaceful style of teaching, and after distributing the physical training form for the new week, he asked the players to pinch the thickness of the form accumulated in the past few days.　　Wang Fa: "Believe me, accumulation is always useful, and your training over the past few days will be rewarded on your field." Let you have enough energy to finish the whole game. The sun was shining violently, shining on the tips of the grass.　　Sneakers of all kinds kicked uneasily in it, and suddenly all of them were silent.　　The referee is in position, the whistle is loud in the sky, the spikes kick over the turf, and the dirt is brought out, and the game officially begins.　　Yuzhou Silver Elephant did not despise their opponents this time, they were different from LVGEM International.　　Zhou Hongbo, the coach of Yuzhou Silver Elephant, knows very well that the team that can eliminate LVGEM International High School, even if it is an amateur, must have unique strength.　　Therefore, he repeatedly warned the players not to despise the campus football team in this round, and made a targeted opening arrangement.　　Zhou Hongbo understands that the biggest gap between the amateur team and the professional team is often not the technique and tactics, but the mentality.　　It takes a long time for amateur teams to get into the game.　　LVGEM International made this mistake and they didn't seize the best time. Their attack was too sluggish at the beginning, giving Hongjing No. 8 a chance to get into the game.　　Therefore, Zhou Hongbo asked the players to rush to attack after the opening, be sure to get up and down, and quickly solve the opponent! Strive to let this group of amateur players feel the cruelty of the profession as soon as they start.　　With this in mind, Yuzhou Silver Elephant took the lead in launching a fierce attack after the opening whistle sounded.　　The Yuzhou Silver Elephant players are all quasi-professional players, and they have delicate skills at their feet and have cooperated with each other for a long time.　　The opponents in the past of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School looked down on them, and often controlled the ball and bombarded their goals indiscriminately.　　The situation of the silver elephant in Yuzhou is different.　　The Yuzhou Silver Elephant tried to penetrate their penalty area gently with a flowing attack through layers of dribbling, non-stop pressure, and a flowing attack.　　When you realize the problem, the killer suddenly appears.　　After kick-off, Yuzhou Silver Elephant patiently poured his feet and slowly sent the football into the defensive line.　　Yuzhou Silver Elephant No. 10 confidently sent the last pass, No. 9 took advantage of the situation to get rid of the defender and cut forward, and the football crossed a soft arc and slid into the Hongjing No. 8 penalty area.　　But at this moment, two rough figures thrust forward like lightning, cutting off the attack of Yuzhou Silver Elephant.　　"Bang".　　Qi Liang and Chen Weidong hit the ball in pairs and cut off the ball directly.　　The No. 10 player of Yuzhou Silver Elephant stumbled and was a little dazed.　　When he passed the ball, he obviously noticed that the players in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School were still some distance away from his teammate No. 9, but at the moment of his pass, the opponent instantly pounced, so that No. 9, who had excellent skills at his feet, was cut off without even having a chance to get the ball.　　The situation on the field is changing rapidly.　　Before he had time to think carefully, the counterattack of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School had suddenly begun.　　Lin Lu was unguarded, he received the ball, kicked it directly, and passed the ball to Fu Xinshu, who was a little forward.　　Fu Xinshu took the ball, turned around, and passed the ball to Qin Ao before the opponent's midfield came up to force it!　　The soccer ball is like white lightning, slicing through the green field.　　Although Lin Wanxing had seen this situation countless times in training, when it appeared in the real game, she still jumped up excitedly.　　According to the counterattack line drawn by Wang Fa on the tactical board countless times, the next one is Chen Jianghe.　　The speed of Yuzhou Yinxiang's defense was beyond imagination, and when Chen Jianghe stepped forward, the two central guards immediately entangled him.　　The passing line between Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe was completely cut off.　　Zhou Hongbo, the head coach of Yuzhou Silver Elephant, is not nervous, which is also the difference between them and LVGEM.　　Their Yuzhou Silver Elephant is a tacit team, and there is a degree of relaxation between offense and defense. A team like Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, which only has one set of quick counterattack tactics, will not have too many opportunities for them to take advantage of.　　Next, it's time for the ball to break...... 　　Zhou Hongbo judged.　　But at the moment when Qin Ao raised his foot, he turned his direction, and did not reluctantly pass the ball to Chen Jianghe in front of him, but quickly raised his foot and kicked the ball towards the side before the Yuzhou Silver Elephant defenders forced him up.　　There, it's a forest deer inserted forward at high speed!　　The usually cute teenager, when he stepped forward at this moment, was so quick and decisive.　　A month of training, sweating every day, allowed Lin Lu to have enough explosive speed at this moment. He received the pass, took the ball a big step forward, and the girl ran away.　　On the wide green field, the original foot injury has been completely forgotten by him, and he chases the football in front of him, with only one goal.　　Faster, faster!　　The Yuzhou Silver Elephant defenders immediately ran into position, like a truck, rumbling towards Lin Lu.　　The seemingly thin teenager was fearless, and at the moment when he was about to collide with the opposing defender, Lin Lu calmly raised his foot and crossed the ball back to the middle.　　And there, it is Chen Jianghe who stepped forward again.　　Chen Jianghe was behind Lin Lu, but in front of all the Yuzhou Silver Elephant players who returned to defense.　　Chen Jianghe received the ball, faced the goalkeeper of the attacking Yuzhou Silver Elephant, and calmly pushed a far corner!　　When the Yuzhou Silver Elephant goalkeeper fell to the ground, the arc of the silver blade had rolled under him and rolled into the goal!　　1：0！　　Only five minutes into the opening game, through a lightning-fast counterattack, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School opened the scoring!　　Chen Jianghe was excited, this was his first goal in this league match.　　The young man who was struck by the board was no longer ruthless, he rushed to the sidelines excitedly, facing Wang Fa and Lin Wanxing, it was a swoop!　　The other players followed him and swooped down towards the dugout.　　The sun was shining, and the students unscrewed the mineral water and poured it on the head of the Chenjiang River recklessly.　　Lin Wanxing touched the wet heads of the students and applauded vigorously.　　The sideline rest area is both ice and fire.　　One side was in a rage because of the goal, and the other side was frozen by the goal conceded.　　Yuzhou Silver Elephant Coach Zhou Hongbo's face was pale, and he glanced at the rest area of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School.　　Obviously, he wanted to get up and down, but in the first five minutes, the opponent almost perfectly defended and counterattacked, and was slashed under the horse.　　Good coaching quality, so that he did not yell at the players on the field.　　When the players came to the sidelines to drink water during the dead ball, he also calmly encouraged the main players: "It doesn't matter, they scored this goal early, which means we have a lot of time to equalize. Be patient and don't give them a respite. The players looked at the coach and nodded.　　Zhou Hongbo made a confident appearance, and when the players returned to the field, he glanced at the rest area next to him.　　It's different from when they have a lot of people here.　　The rest area next to it was empty, except for a young man in a black cap and another girl with an agitated expression.　　Zhou Hongbo's gaze paused for a moment on the young man.　　Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he intuitively felt that the other coach was very young, and he might not have graduated from the sports school not long ago, and such a young man, his experience and coaching ability, were not enough to deal with the rapidly changing situation of the Youth Super League.　　Zhou Hongbo told himself to relax, and forcibly ignored a strange feeling in his heart. Inexplicably, he always felt that he had seen each other somewhere.　　backfired, and the rhythm of the next game gradually left Zhou Hongbo's control.　　In the 20 minutes of the game, perhaps Zhou Hongbo himself did not realize that he had been "completely grasped".　　Klin Wanxing knew.　　When she saw the flowing back-to-back attack scene of the Yuzhou Silver Elephant players on the court, she couldn't help but think of what Wang Fa said before the game: "Yuzhou Silver Elephant is a team with delicate skills, they are good at attacking from the ground, in other words, their style of play is relatively literary. But in this world, things that are too delicate are always easily destroyed by decisiveness and violence. The word "destruction" is all the requirements that Wang Fa has for the players before the game.　　He asked the students to fight hard, not afraid of physical collisions, and use constant violence to disrupt the offensive rhythm of Yuzhou Silver Elephant.　　He asked the students to have the courage to fight back, and as long as there is an opportunity to fight back, move forward, move forward, and move forward.　　He told the students that any counter-attack failure is not to be feared because they have enough fitness to last the whole game. As long as you dare to look, the opportunity will definitely exist.　　On the field, the players of the eighth middle school roared and ran, defending back and forth, and the attack of Yuzhou Silver Elephant often hit outside the penalty area and was "destroyed".　　So many days of complex and detailed physical training, all kinds of torture projects, the hard work of the gym, little by little accumulation of physical fitness tables...... 　　All of this has made great progress in the speed and endurance of the students.　　Every day, Wang Fa takes the students to watch their training videos and allows them to review their training data.　　The body is susceptible to somatosensory deception, but numbers don't deceive.　　The physical progress is clearly reflected on the table.　　In training, as Wang Fa said, many actions that they could not complete on the field have also become possible because of the improvement of physical fitness.　　All of this gave the students a clear sense of their own progress, and the students had enough confidence in this "sabotage" operation.　　And self-confidence brings tenacity.　　The 1-0 score lasted the entire first half.　　The face of the coach of Yuzhou Silver Elephant became more and more ugly, and he could no longer maintain the elegant style he had always had. As far as the current situation on the field is concerned, his team is very likely to lose the game like LVGEM International did.　　Facing the opposite amateur campus football team with poor technology and poor coordination, but rushing to beat the extremely destructive amateur campus football team, Zhou Hongbo clearly realized that his team was too soft.　　The half-time whistle blew, and the players of Yuzhou Silver Elephant went down in frustration.　　All kinds of strange thoughts filled the minds of the Yuzhou Silver Elephant players, they obviously felt that the situation had been under their control, and Hongjing No. 8 Middle School had only organized one attack from beginning to end, but they were just so behind.　　Even if they have most of the ball, they can't penetrate at all, and no matter how they dispatch, they can't find a gap.　　The running and defensive ability of this amateur team is astonishing.　　When the players told their coaches about this, they no longer received gentle encouragement and relief, but a strong demand: "In the second half, no matter what method you use, tear up their defense for me!" If you can't attack once, you can do it twice, and if you don't attack twice, you will do it three times! Toughness must be countered by toughness.　　Zhou Hongbo is very sure.　　The shouts of the Yuzhou Silver Elephant Coach floated from afar, and Lin Wanxing glanced at Wang Fa.　　The young man remained calm, just waiting for the game to start again.　　Like all of the previous opponents in Hongjing Bazhong, Yuzhou Silver Elephant did not hold back, and they launched a ferocious attack like mercury in the second half.　　According to Wang Fa's arrangement, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School successfully launched the defensive formation of three central defenders.　　There are three lines of defense.　　The midfielders are the first in the front of the penalty area, the two central defenders are the second, and the scavenger Zheng Feiyang behind the central defenders is the third.　　The attack of the silver elephant in Yuzhou was like a raging river at the beginning. But after these three re-filtration, even the turbid water will become clear and transparent, and there is no threat.　　The more unfavorable the attack, the more impetuous the players of Yuzhou Silver Elephant became.　　It's not just the opponents in front of them who put pressure on them, but also the managers who demand them to be aggressive off the pitch.　　The manager's emotions are contagious to the players like a plague.　　The attack of the Yuzhou Silver Elephant became more and more fierce, but this was contrary to their characteristics.　　They are good at playing possession and penetrating with short passes. When such a team starts to attack desperately, not only will the offense be weak, but their defensive holes will also increase accordingly.　　Subsequently, the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School have more and more opportunities to counterattack.　　The students believed what Wang Fa said before the match, and they firmly believed that they would have enough physical strength to support the whole game.　　The more anxious the Yuzhou Silver Elephant is, the calmer and more confident they are.　　Seventy minutes into the game, Hongjing No. 8 seized the opportunity to counterattack.　　Chen Jianghe's shot was saved by the Yuzhou Silver Elephant goalkeeper, and Qin Ao, who followed up, scored with a supplementary shot.　　The referee blew the whistle for the end of the game, and Lin Wanxing raised her hands and stood up.　　Zhou Hongbo's ears were filled with the last sharp whistle, his brain was hot, and he couldn't help but look at the other party's rest area again. He looked at the young man in the black cap, and a flash of inspiration flashed to him as to where he had seen each other.　　The players rushed to the rest area like wild horses.　　The next moment, the smell of hot sweat came to their faces, and Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa were surrounded by hot and hard arms.　　The sun is beautiful and the autumn sun is shining.　　2-0！

第72章 月考 　　“卧槽， 我们也太猛了吧？” 　　“我还以为有多难踢呢！” 　　“禹州银象也就这样嘛！” 　　赛后的那么几天，林晚星总能听到这些话。 　　踢球时、吃饭时，或者浇水种菜时， 学生们总聊着聊着， 突然喊那么两嗓子。 　　有时她经过学生身边，男生们彼此对视一眼，会忍不住开笑。 　　场面带着点诡异。 　　可他们就是很高兴，只要一想起自己赢了禹州银象，他们就会不由自主咧开嘴。 　　那段时间，学生们格外幸福。 　　他们每天训练都很兴奋， 学习也越来越认真。 　　生菜种子从小苗变成了矮矮的一小株，被割了一茬的小葱重新长出新叶。 　　长风拂过天台，秋日碧空如洗。 　　顺利之时， 无所不能。甚至连陈卫东想离开足球队的想法， 好像也因为比赛的胜利， 而变成无事发生。 　　陈卫东每天按时训练，训练完就走。 　　元元补习班的课程他不会参加， 据他说，他在用补习课时间，去练他的主项田径。 　　对其他学生来讲，陈卫东是个特殊存在。 　　当时成立自治大会， 陈卫东就没参加，所以大会决议对他没有约束力。 　　秦敖对他一直很不满，觉得他想来就来想走就走。 　　用秦敖同学的原话来说就是“上次捡垃圾他丫觉得累第二天就不来了，就是个懒逼， 没半点集体精神！” 　　秦敖屡次想发起动议， 要求大会约束这种无组织无纪律的行为。 　　可本质陈卫东来足球队是“帮忙”凑人头的， 也一直好好训练，他就根本没法开口提这件事。 　　胜利就是这样的东西，足以冲淡忧虑，抹平矛盾。 　　10月底，学校月考如期而至。 　　林晚星接到学校通知，晚上回家，转达了学生们月考的具体时间和安排。 　　她站在元元补习班教室里，把打印好的考试日程发放下去。 　　“考试早上8：30开始，你们最迟8：00一定要到校。因为会分不同的考场，到校后在门口找到你们自己的考场再去，别傻乎乎直接往班里跑。”她顿了顿，又说，“还有，睡觉前记得检查好要带的文具，如果到学校发现忘带了，就来小仓库问我借。” 　　林晚星一一提醒学生们注意事项，说完，她才意识到自己唠叨得有点多。 　　秦敖果然迅速打断：“行了老师，我们又不是第一次考试，别婆婆妈妈的。” 　　林晚星被噎了下，却无法反驳。 　　她想了下，自己之所以话有点多，或许是下意识认为学生们在校外“放纵”太久，厌恶学校和考试，所以想多讲两句。 　　不过她没想到，男生们对即将到来的月考还挺期待。 　　比如俞明和林鹿，他们之前很怕考得不好，要被家里拎回去读书，现在却很兴奋地在那交头接耳。 　　林晚星有点放心不下，还是多问了一句：“我们之前没有模拟考试课，你们需要我提供类似的练习吗？” 　　“不用，考试谁还没考过！” 　　“老师你不要婆婆妈妈。” 　　“别担心，我们心里有数，不会让你难做的！” 　　男生们大手一挥，表示尽在掌握。 　　时至初秋，天气已经转凉。 　　学校高三月考规格非常正式，每次都当模拟高考来布置。 　　上次月考时，林晚星刚来，没被安排监考。但这次，她顺理成章地被分配了监考任务。 　　月考前一天，林晚星被叫去接受统一培训。 　　培训在下班后进行，负责人是他们学校一位年轻的物理老师，姓金名子阳。 　　金老师据说是名校物理系毕业，名校高材生，同时兼任宏景八中“师草”，意思就是能力强、长得帅。 　　林晚星曾有耳闻。 　　培训教室里，男教师穿着白衬衣和西装裤，五官清秀，戴黑框眼镜。他斜依在讲台前，apple笔记本放在讲台上，连接着投影仪。 　　林晚星拎着从食堂买的二十个包子，在教室坐下。 　　金子阳目光扫来，落在了她面前小山似的包子上。不止是他，教室里其他几位一起接受培训的老师也都看了过来。 　　林晚星尬笑了下。 　　“林老师饿了吗？”讲台上的男老师问。 　　“呃，中午是有点没吃饱。”林晚星说。 　　“我们培训会很简短，不会耽误你晚饭。”他说。 　　林晚星点点头，把装塑料袋的包子塞到课桌里。 　　小金老师说是这样说，可他的培训并不快。 　　PPT有十几页，从考试流程到细则，包括考场突发状况的处理，他全部认真细致讲了一遍。 　　这还只是考场整体要求，他们这些新人教师被安排的是副监考，下一部分，小金老师开始讲副监考要负责的6个重点事项。 　　林晚星从头到尾认真听完，天已经快黑了。 　　小金老师最后通知了清理考场和粘贴名桌贴的时间，这才宣布培训结束。 　　其余老师相伴离开。 　　林晚星和谁都算不上熟，只有和小许老师闲聊两句，客套一下。 　　小许老师走后，她一个人拎着给学生买的包子，想着终于可以下班。 　　可她刚下楼，就被刚收拾完东西的男教师，在后面喊住。 　　“林晚星。” 　　声音响起，林晚星意外回头。 　　金子阳腋下夹着笔记本电脑，维持着单手插袋的姿势。站在教学楼的阶梯上喊她。 　　“我请林老师吃个便饭吧？”金子阳说。 　　“为什么？” 　　金子阳的目光落在她拎着的那袋包子上：“今天培训耽误你吃饭了。” 　　“啊，没事。”林晚星婉拒道，“我就是馋学校的胡萝卜牛肉包，想带回家吃。” 　　话说到这份上，金子阳倒也没再说什么，只是微微颌首，说：“那好，明天见。” 　　金子阳是纯粹的插曲，虽然林晚星也很奇怪对方为什么想单独请她吃饭，却没把这事放心上。 　　学校月考如期举行。 　　一半课桌被整理到教室最后，考场重新划分。林晚星负责监考的考场早就定好，在309，也就是高三（九）班。 　　按照监考培训须知上的内容，林晚星检查完教室，站在309考场门口，迎接参加考试的学生。 　　她依次检查学生们的考试文具和准考证。 　　准考证是学校特制，为让高三生提前适应高考节奏。 　　学生们都很乖，大部分人在她交还准考证时还会说声“谢谢老师”。 　　林晚星把前面女生的准考证还回去，接过下一张，看到上面“文成业”三字，突然愣了下。 　　脚下是双黑色AJ，手上是少有学生会带的镂空机械表，林晚星抬头，看到一张冷若冰霜的脸。 　　从上次文成业答应参加球赛却放她鸽子后，林晚星就再没有见过他，好巧。 　　文成业看上去和一个多月前没什么区别。 　　他的校服穿得板板正正，脸色很冷，长着一双瑞凤眼，眼皮耷拉在眼球正上方的一块区域，目光显得愈加冷漠。 　　林晚星将准考证还给他，说：“你的座位在2-10。” 　　文成业目不斜视，一声不吭，他径直走向自己座位，仿佛当她是个不存在的人。 　　除文成业外，足球队其他人没分在林晚星的考场。 　　按照监考守则，林晚星分发完试卷，坐到教室最后，那里是属于副监考的位置。 　　考试铃声响起，林晚星靠着墙。 　　学生们俯身答卷，林晚星只能看到每个人穿着校服的白色背影。 　　沙沙落笔声和纸张翻飞声响起，她忽然有些恍惚。 　　距她真实告别上段人生，也就过了不到一年时间。 　　现在，她真地坐在一所高中考场里，成为了这里的一名教师。 　　没人不会设想自己以后的人生道路，可在林晚星想过的诸多人生轨迹中，没有一种如她现在这般。 　　她带着一群足球生，做了很多她以前从未想过的实践工作。 　　这很真实，但又很不真实。 　　生活中总有这样的时刻。 　　你在忙碌日子里突然得以空闲，因为工作关系连手机都不能碰，只能发呆。 　　林晚星脑海里飘过很多念头。因为很闲，整个语文考试的时间，她靠坐在教室后墙上，一直漫不经心观察考试学生们的背影。 　　大部分学生都还答得很认真。 　　语文考试题量不小，主要还有作文部分，这导致学生们大部分时间都在不停“写写写”。写得累了，他们还会用力甩甩手。 　　就是每个人的答题节奏会不太一样。有的学生运笔如飞，看上去就是急性子，写错的部分会用签字笔刷刷划掉，生怕慢了就赶不上交卷。 　　也有的学生答题慢条斯理。林晚星虽然看不太清学生们的答题进度，但会莫名担心那位学生写不完卷子。 　　而所有学生里，唯一让林晚星觉得奇怪的，只有文成业。 　　文成业坐在靠窗位置。 　　林晚星发现，他的答题频率有些奇怪。 　　“答题频率”是种很难用语言描述的节奏。 　　就好比大家都在考试，每个人都在答题，有人快有人慢，有人认真有人草率，因此你永远无法保证整个考场的学生都用同样的频率答题。 　　但总体来说，大部分人的答题速度是一致的。 　　该翻页的时候，前前后后的学生总会一起翻页。 　　可文成业不同。 　　文成业大部分时间都写得很快，但也有停顿特别长的时候。 　　这种“快、慢”的不协调，放在同一人身上，显得非常奇怪。 　　反正林晚星也闲得没事，于是开始巡查考场。 　　她从前向后，走过每一列课桌，最后来到文成业身边。 　　男生很敏锐地抬头看她一眼。 　　狭长的凤眼轻轻眯起，文成业警惕地望着她。 　　林晚星扫过桌上的试卷，发现他正在做阅读理解最后一道语言文字运用大题。 　　黑色签字笔在阅读题材料上涂涂画画，看上去非常认真。 　　可稍仔细看，林晚星就发现，文成业圈起的内容其实和底下题目无甚关联，看上去只是随意在考卷上画一些东西。 　　可能是她站得有些久了，引起了文成业的不满。男生干脆放下签字笔，双手摊开，做出任由她查看的姿势。 　　林晚星看了眼文成业的表情，男生眼皮微抬，目光中有转瞬而逝的威胁意味，狼崽子似的。 　　虽然心惊文成业的目光，可林晚星不可能被这点眼神威胁到，她还是再次检查他的桌面和卷面。 　　笔袋是透明质地，内部一目了然，不像藏匿任何小抄的样子。试卷就更没什么问题，文成业甚至故意掀开自己的试卷，任她查看底下。 　　哗啦啦翻动试卷的声音响起，周围已有学生转头向他们这里看来。 　　林晚星看了眼主监考老师，对方也发现她这边。 　　暂时没发现任何异常，为了不打扰其他学生答题，林晚星回到讲台前。 　　“怎么了？”主考教师问道。 　　“没什么。”林晚星收回凝视文成业的目光，答道。
Chapter 72: Monthly Exam "Damn, we're too fierce, aren't we?" 　　"I thought it would be so hard to kick!" 　　"Yuzhou Silver Elephant is like this!" 　　In the days after the game, Lin Wanxing could always hear these words.　　When playing football, eating, or watering and growing vegetables, the students are always chatting and talking, and suddenly shouting at the top of their lungs.　　Sometimes she passed by the students, and the boys looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.　　The scene is a little weird.　　But they are just very happy, as long as they think that they have won the Yuzhou Silver Elephant, they will involuntarily grin.　　During that time, the students were exceptionally happy.　　They are excited to train every day and are getting more and more serious about learning.　　The lettuce seeds have changed from a small seedling to a dwarf plant, and the shallot that has been cut off grows new leaves.　　The long wind blows across the rooftop, and the autumn sky is like a wash.　　When things go well, anything goes. Even Chen Weidong's desire to leave the football team seems to have become nothing because of the victory in the game.　　Chen Weidong trains on time every day and leaves after training.　　He will not participate in the classes of Yuan Yuan cram school, according to him, he is using his cram school time to practice his main sport, track and field.　　For other students, Chen Weidong is a special being.　　At that time, Chen Weidong did not participate in the establishment of the Autonomous Assembly, so the resolution of the congress was not binding on him.　　Qin Ao has always been very dissatisfied with him, feeling that he can come and leave whenever he wants.　　In Qin Ao's original words, "The last time he picked up garbage, he felt tired and didn't come the next day, he was a lazy man, and he didn't have any collective spirit!" Qin Ao repeatedly wanted to initiate motions asking the congress to restrain such disorganized and undisciplined behavior.　　But in essence, Chen Weidong came to the football team to "help" people, and he has been training hard, so he can't mention this matter at all.　　Victory is such a thing, it is enough to dilute worries and smooth out contradictions.　　At the end of October, the school's monthly examination came as scheduled.　　Lin Wanxing received a notice from the school and went home in the evening and conveyed the specific time and arrangement of the students' monthly exams.　　She stood in the classroom of the Yuanyuan cram school and handed out the printed exam schedule.　　"The exam starts at 8:30 a.m., and you must be there at 8:00 a.m. at the latest. Because there will be different examination rooms, find your own examination room at the door after arriving at the school, don't be stupid and run directly to the class. She paused, and then said, "Also, remember to check the stationery you want to bring before going to bed, and if you find that you forgot to bring it to school, come to the small warehouse and ask me to borrow it." Lin Wanxing reminded the students of the precautions one by one, and after speaking, she realized that she was nagging a little too much.　　Qin Ao quickly interrupted: "Okay teacher, it's not the first time we've taken the exam, don't be a mother-in-law." Lin Wanxing was choked, but she couldn't refute it.　　She thought about it, the reason why she talked a little too much, maybe she subconsciously thought that the students had been "indulged" outside the school for too long and hated school and exams, so she wanted to say more.　　However, she didn't expect that the boys were looking forward to the upcoming monthly exams.　　For example, Yu Ming and Lin Lu, they were afraid that they would not do well in the exam and would be taken back by their families to study, but now they are very excited to talk to each other there.　　Lin Wanxing was a little relieved, but still asked more: "We didn't have a mock exam class before, do you need me to provide similar practice?" "No, who hasn't taken the exam yet!" 　　"Teacher, you don't want a mother-in-law." 　　"Don't worry, we know it and won't make it difficult for you!" 　　The boys waved their hands to show that they were in control.　　By the time of early autumn, the weather had turned cooler.　　The school's high school March exam specifications are very formal, and each time it is arranged as a mock college entrance examination.　　During the last monthly exam, Lin Wanxing had just come and was not invigilated. But this time, she was naturally assigned the task of proctoring.　　The day before the monthly exam, Lin Wanxing was called to receive unified training.　　The training took place after work and was led by a young physics teacher at their school, surnamed Jin Ziyang.　　Mr. Jin is said to be a graduate of the physics department of a famous school, a high-achieving student of a famous school, and also serves as the "teacher" of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, which means strong ability and handsomeness.　　Lin Wanxing has heard of it.　　In the training classroom, the male teacher wears a white shirt and suit pants, with delicate facial features and black-rimmed glasses. He leaned in front of the podium, his Apple laptop resting on the podium, connected to a projector.　　Lin Wanxing carried twenty steamed buns bought from the cafeteria and sat down in the classroom.　　Jin Ziyang's gaze swept and landed on the mountain-like bun in front of her. Not only him, but also several other teachers in the classroom who were training together also came to see him.　　Lin Wanxing smiled awkwardly.　　"Is Mr. Lin hungry?" The male teacher on the podium asked.　　"Well, I didn't have enough at noon." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Our training will be very brief, and we won't delay your dinner." He said.　　Lin Wanxing nodded and stuffed the plastic bag into the desk.　　Teacher Xiao Jin said so, but his training was not fast.　　The PPT has more than a dozen pages, from the examination process to the detailed rules, including the handling of emergencies in the examination room, he has carefully and meticulously explained them all.　　This is only the overall requirement of the examination room, they are new teachers are arranged to be deputy invigilators, and in the next part, Mr. Xiaojin began to talk about the 6 key matters that the deputy invigilator is responsible for.　　Lin Wanxing listened carefully from beginning to end, and it was almost dark.　　Teacher Xiao Jin finally notified the time to clean up the examination room and paste the famous table stickers, and then announced the end of the training.　　The rest of the teachers left with them.　　Lin Wanxing is not familiar with anyone, so she can only chat with Teacher Xiao Xu and be polite.　　After Teacher Xiao Xu left, she carried the buns she bought for the students by herself, thinking that she could finally get off work.　　But as soon as she went downstairs, she was stopped by the male teacher who had just finished packing her things.　　"Lin Wanxing." 　　The voice sounded, and Lin Wanxing turned around unexpectedly.　　Jin Ziyang holds his laptop under his armpit, maintaining a one-handed pocket-holding position. Stand on the steps of the school building and call her.　　"Shall I invite Mr. Lin to a light meal?" Jin Ziyang said.　　"Why?" 　　Jin Ziyang's gaze fell on the bag of buns she was carrying: "Today's training delayed your meal." "Ah, it's fine." Lin Wanxing politely refused, "I'm just a carrot beef bun from the school, and I want to take it home to eat." Speaking of this, Jin Ziyang didn't say anything more, just nodded slightly, and said, "Okay, see you tomorrow." Jin Ziyang is a pure episode, although Lin Wanxing is also very strange why the other party wants to invite her to dinner alone, but she doesn't put this matter at ease.　　The school's monthly examination was held as scheduled.　　Half of the desks were arranged at the end of the classroom, and the examination room was redivided. Lin Wanxing's invigilated examination room has long been set, in 309, that is, the third (ninth) class of high school.　　According to the content of the invigilation training instructions, Lin Wanxing inspected the classroom and stood at the door of the 309 examination room to greet the students who took the exam.　　She checked the students' exam stationery and admission tickets in turn.　　The admission ticket is specially made by the school, in order to allow high school juniors to adapt to the rhythm of the college entrance examination in advance.　　The students were very well-behaved, and most of them would say "thank you, teacher" when she returned the admission ticket.　　Lin Wanxing returned the admission ticket of the girl in front of her, took the next one, and was suddenly stunned when she saw the words "Wen Chengye" on it.　　With a double black AJ under his feet and a hollow mechanical watch in his hand that few students would bring, Lin Wanxing looked up and saw a face as cold as ice.　　Since the last time Wen Chengye agreed to participate in the ball game but released her pigeons, Lin Wanxing has never seen him again, what a coincidence.　　Wen Chengye looks no different from more than a month ago.　　His school uniform was dressed uprightly, his face was very cold, he had a pair of Ruifeng eyes, his eyelids drooped in an area directly above the eyeballs, and his gaze looked more and more indifferent.　　Lin Wanxing returned the admission ticket to him and said, "Your seat is at 2-10." Wen Chengye didn't squint, didn't say a word, he walked straight to his seat, as if she was a non-existent person.　　Except for Wen Chengye, the rest of the football team was not in Lin Wanxing's examination room.　　According to the invigilation rules, Lin Wanxing finished distributing the test papers and sat at the end of the classroom, where was the position of the deputy invigilator.　　The exam bell rang, and Lin Wanxing leaned against the wall.　　The students leaned over to answer the papers, and Lin Wanxing could only see the white backs of everyone wearing school uniforms.　　The sound of rustling pens and paper flying sounded, and she suddenly felt a little dazed.　　It has been less than a year since she really said goodbye to her last life.　　Now, she literally sits in a high school exam room and becomes a teacher here.　　No one will not envision their future life path, but among the many life trajectories that Lin Wanxing has thought about, none of them are like her now.　　She took a group of football students with her and did a lot of hands-on work that she had never thought of before.　　It's real, but it's also very unreal.　　There are always moments like this in life.　　You are suddenly free on a busy day, because you can't even touch your mobile phone because of work, you can only be in a daze.　　Lin Wanxing had a lot of thoughts floating through her mind. Because she was very idle, she sat on the back wall of the classroom during the whole time of the Chinese exam, and kept casually observing the backs of the students in the exam.　　Most of the students answered very seriously.　　The Chinese exam has a lot of questions, mainly the essay part, which causes students to spend most of their time "writing and writing". When they get tired of writing, they will shake their hands vigorously.　　It's that everyone's answering rhythm will be different. Some students move their pens like flying, and they look like they are in a hurry, and the parts they write wrong will be crossed out with a signature brush, for fear that they will not be able to hand in the paper if they are slow.　　There are also students who answer questions slowly and methodically. Although Lin Wanxing couldn't see the progress of the students' answers, she was inexplicably worried that the student would not be able to finish the paper.　　Among all the students, the only one who made Lin Wanxing feel strange was Wen Chengye.　　Wen Chengye sat by the window.　　Lin Wanxing found that the frequency of his answers was a little strange.　　"Answering frequency" is a rhythm that is difficult to describe in words.　　It's like everyone is taking an exam, everyone is answering questions, some are fast and some are slow, some are serious and some are sloppy, so you can never guarantee that the whole exam room will answer questions with the same frequency.　　But in general, most people answer questions at the same speed.　　When it's time to turn the page, the students always turn the page together.　　But Wen Chengye is different.　　Wen Chengye writes very quickly most of the time, but there are times when there are particularly long pauses.　　This kind of "fast and slow" incongruity seems very strange when put on the same person.　　Anyway, Lin Wanxing was too idle, so she began to inspect the examination room.　　She walked from front to back, past each row of desks, and finally came to Wen Chengye's side.　　The boy looked up at her keenly.　　The narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and Wen Chengye looked at her vigilantly.　　Lin Wanxing swept the test paper on the table and found that he was doing the last big question of reading comprehension.　　The black pen scribbles on the reading material, looking very serious.　　But after a closer look, Lin Wanxing found that the content circled by Wen Chengye actually had nothing to do with the questions below, and it seemed that he was just drawing something on the exam paper at random.　　It may be that she has been standing for a long time, which has caused Wen Chengye's dissatisfaction.The boy simply put down the pen, spread his hands, and made a gesture for her to see.　　Lin Wanxing glanced at Wen Chengye's expression, the boy's eyelids were slightly raised, and there was a fleeting threat in his eyes, like a wolf cub.　　Although she was frightened by Wen Chengye's gaze, it was impossible for Lin Wanxing to be threatened by this look, so she still checked his desktop and scroll again.　　The pencil case is transparent and the inside is clear at a glance, unlike the appearance of hiding any cheat sheets. There was no problem with the test papers, Wen Chengye even deliberately opened his own test papers and let her check the bottom.　　The sound of flipping the test papers sounded, and the surrounding students turned their heads to look at them.　　Lin Wanxing glanced at the main invigilator, and the other party also found her side.　　I didn't find anything abnormal for the time being, so in order not to disturb other students answering questions, Lin Wanxing returned to the podium.　　"What's wrong?" The examiner asked.　　"Nothing." Lin Wanxing retracted her gaze staring at Wen Chengye and replied.

第73章 横幅 　　考试结束， 铃声响彻校园。 　　按照监考守则，林晚星走到每位学生座位上，收回试卷。 　　经过文成业位置时， 她拿起男生的试卷， 又特地看了眼答题卡。 　　文成业的字还不错，答题也整洁干净，并且几乎没有涂改。 　　林晚星视线扫过他写的几行答题，虽然她没看过标准答案，但以刚才巡场随意看的几道题，林晚星认为文成业的答题水准非常高。 　　让文成业这样的好学生要来踢足球？也难怪他的妈妈不同意了。 　　学生们暂离考场， 林晚星负责装订试卷，将之送往教务处，最后才去食堂。 　　考试后的高中校园， 比平时热闹。 　　一路上， 林晚星耳边都是学生们互相对答案的声音。 　　他们或大声争论选择题答案， 或懊恼自己的古诗文默写就最后一句话怎么都想不出来。快乐的“嗷嗷”和懊恼的“呜呜”声不绝于耳。 　　昨夜一场秋雨，校园里弥漫着丹桂浓郁的香气， 地上满是米粒似的橙红桂花瓣。 　　林晚星踩着湿漉漉的叶片，迎着米饭香气，走到食堂门口。然而一抬头，她就呆住了。 　　她看到了一条横幅。 　　横幅是大红色的， 系在两颗香樟树上，整好挡在宏景八中食堂门口的公告栏前，因此格外醒目。 　　望着横幅上的字，林晚星起码在食堂门口站了半分钟。 　　“热烈庆祝宏景八中校园足球队战胜禹州银象！！！” 　　横幅悬挂随意， 三个感叹号突出一个强调， 这显然不是学校体育组干的。 　　唯一的可能， 就是学生们偷偷搞了条横幅，庆祝自己小组赛首胜。 　　借此，林晚星也终于知道，他们对来校考试的兴奋劲儿是从哪来的。 　　他们期待的不是要回学校，而是可以回学校拉横幅给自己庆祝！ 　　林晚星站在公告栏前，巨大横幅张牙舞爪，一根香樟树枝干搭在上面飘荡，林晚星看得有点头晕。 　　“老师你来啦！” 　　身后传来男生们欢快的声音。 　　林晚星回头，俞明和郑飞扬从角落里窜出来，冲她兴奋挥手。 　　而足球队的其他人，也都从食堂外的各个角落出来，围绕在横幅前后左右，神采飞扬的。 　　林晚星又抬头仔细看了一遍横幅上的字，很无奈：“你们是怎么想到的啊？” 　　“这不是要给你个惊喜？！” 　　“厉害吧，这地方屌不屌？” 　　“很大吧，我们可是特地定了个最大的！”林鹿嚷道。 　　闻言，林晚星眯起眼，观察四周。 　　饭点的食堂门口人流如织，是除升旗仪式外，整个宏景八中最热闹的地方。 　　不过在这里，大部分学生都行色匆匆。大家都赶着去吃饭，很少有人会驻足往公告栏看。 　　大家多是瞥一眼横幅，甚至没在意上面究竟写了什么。而真要在意是足球队事情的，就更少了。 　　不过男生们却不在意这些。 　　他们就是要大张旗鼓地炫耀，他们战胜了禹州银象！ 　　“是不是太张扬了，老师？”大概是见她迟迟没说话，付新书有点不好意思，“他们非说既然赢了为什么怕人知道，要自己宣传一下。” 　　“酷！”林晚星转头，赞叹道。 　　付新书愣了下，没反应过来。 　　但其他男生都很高兴，立刻顺杆爬。 　　“是吧！” 　　“你们怎么还担心女人会批评，她就不是低调的人！” 　　“我怎么就不低调了？”林晚星抗议。 　　男生们却一幅“不解释”的样子。 　　林晚星：“我刚还想说，让你们下次提醒我，我们赢了比赛，自己拉横幅是有点不够低调，得让学校来拉嘛。” 　　“我们又没夺冠，学校会帮我们庆祝吗？”秦敖问。 　　“只有夺冠了学校才会庆祝吗？”林晚星反问。 　　“我又不是老师，我怎么知道！”秦敖说。 　　“哦，那一步步来吧？我们先把横幅上的禹州银象换成申城海波？”林晚星笑道。 　　“当然！” 　　“of course！” 　　“那必须儿嘚！” 　　男生们的嚷嚷声，比横幅更引人围观。 　　林晚星陪他们待了一会儿，期间还真有了解中超的高一学生过来问“是真的赢了那个禹州银象吗？” 　　学生们特别骄傲地回答“当然！” 　　高一学生对学长的战绩非常震惊。 　　他不仅听足球队的学长们吹了半天的牛逼，还互相留下联系方式。 　　林晚星答应那位高一学生，如果有线下观赛机会，就邀请他一起。 　　林晚星陪学生们在食堂门口又站了小半个中午，美其名曰“足球宣传活动”，实际上是怕学校管理人员来摘横幅。 　　不过幸好横幅粗看还挺正规，并且名正言顺，因此他们暂时没遇到这样的事。 　　等学生们饿得终于忍不住进去食堂，人流高峰已过，饭菜所剩无几。 　　林晚星很大方地掏出饭卡，让学生们去刷。 　　男生们又开始震惊，俞明向后一跳，很夸张地说：“你谁，你不是林晚星，林晚星不可能这么大气。” 　　监考半天，又陪男生们站了不少时间，林晚星已经饿得头晕眼花。 　　她很没好气地说：“赢了比赛你们不是暗示我没请过客吗？” 　　“请客就请学校食堂？”秦敖很嫌弃。 　　“O了，这么抠，你还是林晚星！”郑飞扬评价道。 　　陈江河就很干脆，直接抽过她手里的饭卡，抢先往食堂打饭窗口走。 　　剩下的学生们见状，立刻跟了上去，他们你争我抢，簇拥着她的饭卡去打菜。 　　一行十一人，浩浩荡荡占据了学校食堂落地窗边的长桌。 　　饭菜摆了一桌，紫菜蛋花汤一人一碗。 　　午后阳光洒入食堂，学生们为难得蹭了她一顿饭而举起鸡腿庆祝。 　　当然，祁亮同学是不会加入这种“傻逼”活动的。 　　空气里弥漫着食堂固有的饭菜味，这是林晚星记忆里，第一次和学生们在学校食堂共进午餐。 　　学生们“无忧无虑”，林晚星看着他们的笑脸，欲言又止了下。 　　但最终，她和所有虽然想忍、可没忍住的家长一样，还是问了学生们，今天上午语文考得怎么样。 　　“老师你放心，都做完了。”俞明说。 　　“我也是。”陈江河答。 　　林晚星喝了口汤，点点头。 　　“别装逼了，长河落日圆前一句你们写的什么？”秦敖反问道。 　　“大漠孤烟直啊。”陈江河说。 　　“对啊。”俞明点头。 　　“老大，你不会不知道吧？”林鹿反问。 　　秦敖眼睛都直了，有种“大家说好了一起做差生，你们却偷偷学习”的愤愤感：“你们怎么都知道？” 　　“我也不知道啊，就写出来了。” 　　“可能这个很有名，写出来很正常吧？”林鹿也说。 　　“别这么说，伤你老大自尊心了。”祁亮慢条斯理地嚼着青菜，慢悠悠说地道。 　　“靠！”秦敖生气地咬了口鸡腿，想找回场子，他想了半天，又问，“那那个什么李白《蜀道难》，哪两句描写了古时候什么什么秦蜀之间，很难走那个题，你们写了什么？” 　　“我写了不会。”林鹿理直气壮地道，“林老师说了，要让我们写完。” 　　“然后你就写了不会？”秦敖眼睛都直了。 　　“对啊。” 　　“那我下次也这么写。”秦敖终于舒服了。 　　对林晚星来讲，她认为学生们现阶段的考试任务。就是把题目耐心看完，然后用自己的理解来答题。 　　不用把考试当成考试，不要在乎考多少分，或者时间是否来得及。而是把这件事，当成正常的阅读和写作作业来完成。 　　学生们有一搭没一搭地聊着今天的卷子，他们真正很有把握的内容很少，但每一道题包括作文，他们都认真完成了。 　　林晚星从学生们的聊天中，能确定这点。 　　“林老师，你今天是不是监考文成业了？”林晚星吃着饭，忽然，听到林鹿开口问她。 　　林晚星愣了下，而后答：“是啊，怎么了？” 　　“没，就我路过你那个考场，看到了他也在那。”林鹿嚼了两口莴笋，问，“他是不是考很好啊？” 　　文成业答题时的模样浮现而出，林晚星刚要回答，秦敖拍了记林鹿的脑袋，不爽打断他：“吃饭呢，讲什么晦气人？” 　　“文成业成绩很好吗？”林晚星想了下，反而是这么问。 　　她刚刚问完，旁边有人停下脚步。 　　“请问这里有人吗？”舒朗的男声从头顶传来，林晚星抬起头，很意外，端着餐盘的人竟是金子阳。 　　“金老师？” 　　林晚星看了看自己对面，那里是有空位，但桌上堆了两个男生们刚清空的餐盘，所以她也能回答“不是很空”…… 　　就在她犹疑时。 　　秦敖咬着筷子，很不爽地说：“附近这么多位置，你干嘛非和我们挤着坐。” 　　“你是谁啊？”俞明也帮腔。 　　“我是你们高三年级的物理老师，姓金。”金子阳很客气地说，“找你们林老师，闲聊一下工作。” 　　一听是老师，男生们瞬间怂了起来。而金子阳提到工作，男生们更无话可说。 　　付新书把两个餐盘往旁边收了收，金子阳从善如流，在林晚星对面空位坐下。 　　林晚星：“金老师有什么事儿吗？” 　　“也没什么事儿，我刚在教务处收拾完卷子。”金子阳边吃边问，“就想问问林老师第一次监考感觉怎么样？” 　　“还好。”林晚星很不解地看着金子阳。 　　“没遇到什么问题吧？” 　　“没有。” 　　问完这两个问题，金子阳嗯了一声，就接着埋头吃饭。仿佛只是因为认识她，所以坐她对面罢了。 　　在这段短暂沉默的间隙里，整桌足球队的学生们都冲着她挤眉弄眼。 　　林晚星小熊摊手，表示自己啥也不知道。 　　“林老师在体育组？”忽然，金子阳又抬头。 　　“啊？是的。”林晚星立刻放下手，假装吃了两口饭，然后装作没事人地说，“我分管体育仓库的器材，你想借什么器材来找我。” 　　她这么说完，桌上男生们，都冲她投来鄙视目光。 　　金子阳目光微移，又看向坐了一整条长桌的学生们。 　　林晚星明白他想问什么，直接回答：“他们是我们学校足球队的，也归我带。” 　　“哦，难怪。”金子阳点点头。他想了下，随后透过落地窗，看向食堂外公告栏，“外面的横幅？” 　　“是庆祝我们球队最近成绩好，赢了很强的队伍。”林晚星说。 　　“那很厉害。”金子阳大概连“禹州银象”是什么都不清楚，随口敷衍了一句，接着又吃起了饭来。 　　他吃得很快，说了句“我先走了下午还有监考，林老师辛苦了”，就这么来去匆匆，端起餐盘离开。 　　“这人怎么回事？”望着金子阳清瘦的背影，陈江河第一个发问。 　　“我不知道啊？”林晚星也很纳闷，“总不见得是觊觎我的美貌？” 　　“那位男老师，应该不瞎吧。”祁亮还特地顿了顿，显得这句话经过认真思考。 　　“能聊就聊，不能聊你们吃完赶紧滚！”林晚星拍拍桌，警告道。 　　秦敖从到尾都没讲话，听到这话，他突然站起来。 　　男生面容严肃，林晚星不明所以。 　　秦敖：“你可不能对不起我们教练！” 　　林晚星：“？？？”
Chapter 73 Banner The exam is over, and the bell rings throughout the campus.　　According to the invigilation rules, Lin Wanxing walked to each student's seat and took back the test papers.　　When she passed by Wen Chengye's position, she picked up the boy's test paper and looked at the answer sheet again.　　Wen Chengye's handwriting is not bad, the answers are neat and clean, and there are almost no alterations.　　Lin Wanxing's eyes swept over the few lines of answers he wrote, although she hadn't read the standard answers, but with the few questions she looked at casually on the tour just now, Lin Wanxing thought that Wen Chengye's answer level was very high.　　Let a good student like Wen Chengye come and play football? It's no wonder his mom disagreed.　　The students left the examination room temporarily, and Lin Wanxing was responsible for binding the test papers, sending them to the Academic Affairs Office, and finally going to the cafeteria.　　The high school campus after the exam was more lively than usual.　　Along the way, Lin Wanxing's ears were filled with the sound of students answering each other.　　They either argue loudly about the answers to multiple-choice questions, or they are annoyed that they can't think of the last sentence of their ancient poems when they write them silently. Happy "whoops" and frustrated "whining" are endless.　　Last night, an autumn rain filled the campus with the rich aroma of osmanthus, and the ground was full of orange-red osmanthus petals like rice grains.　　Lin Wanxing stepped on the wet leaves, greeted the aroma of rice, and walked to the door of the canteen. However, as soon as she looked up, she froze.　　She saw a banner.　　The banner is bright red, tied to two camphor trees, and is neatly blocked in front of the bulletin board at the entrance of the canteen of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, so it is particularly eye-catching.　　Looking at the words on the banner, Lin Wanxing stood at the door of the cafeteria for at least half a minute.　　"Warmly celebrate the victory of the campus football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School over Yuzhou Silver Elephant !!" 　　The banner was hung haphazardly, with three exclamation marks highlighting one emphasis, which was clearly not the work of the school sports group.　　The only possibility is that the students secretly put up a banner to celebrate their first group stage victory.　　With this, Lin Wanxing finally knew where their excitement for the school exam came from.　　What they are looking forward to is not to go back to school, but to be able to go back to school and pull banners to celebrate themselves!　　Lin Wanxing stood in front of the bulletin board, the huge banner was waving its teeth and claws, and a camphor branch was floating on it, Lin Wanxing was a little dizzy when he saw it.　　"Teacher, you're here!" 　　Behind him came the cheerful voices of the boys.　　Lin Wanxing turned around, Yu Ming and Zheng Feiyang rushed out of the corner and waved excitedly at her.　　And the rest of the football team also came out from all corners outside the cafeteria, surrounding the banners left and right, and their spirits were flying.　　Lin Wanxing looked up again and carefully looked at the words on the banner, very helpless: "How did you come up with it?" "Isn't this meant to surprise you?!" 　　"Awesome, isn't this place a dick?" 　　"It's big, we've got the biggest one!" Lin Lu shouted.　　Hearing this, Lin Wanxing squinted her eyes and looked around.　　The entrance of the canteen of the meal is full of people, and it is the most lively place in the whole Hongjing Eight except for the flag-raising ceremony.　　But here, most of the students are in a hurry. Everyone was in a hurry to eat, and few people would stop to look at the bulletin board.　　Most of the people glanced at the banner, and they didn't even care about what was written on it. And if you really care about the football team, it's even less.　　But the boys don't care about that.　　They just want to show off with great fanfare, they have defeated the Yuzhou Silver Elephant!　　"Isn't that too flamboyant, teacher?" Probably seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Fu Xinshu was a little embarrassed, "They didn't say that since they won, why are they afraid that people will know, so they have to publicize it themselves." "Cool!" Lin Wanxing turned her head and exclaimed.　　Fu Xinshu was stunned and didn't react.　　But the other boys were very happy and immediately climbed down the pole.　　"yes!" 　　"Why are you still worried that a woman will criticize, she is not a low-key person!" 　　"Why am I not low-key?" Lin Wanxing protested.　　The boys looked like they didn't explain.　　Lin Wanxing: "I just wanted to say, let you remind me next time that we won the game, and it is a bit low-key to pull the banner by ourselves, so we have to let the school pull it." "We didn't win again, will the school help us celebrate?" Qin Ao asked.　　"Will the school only celebrate if it wins the championship?" Lin Wanxing asked rhetorically.　　"I'm not a teacher, how do I know!" Qin Ao said.　　"Oh, so take it one step at a time, shall we? Let's first replace the Yuzhou silver elephant on the banner with Shencheng Haibo? Lin Wanxing said with a smile.　　"Of course!" 　　“of course！” 　　"That has to happen!" 　　The shouts of the boys attracted more attention than the banners.　　Lin Wanxing stayed with them for a while, and during this period, a high school student who really knew about the Super League came over and asked, "Did you really win that Yuzhou Silver Elephant?" The students were especially proud to reply "Of course!" The first-year high school student was shocked by the senior's record.　　He not only listened to the seniors of the football team blow for a long time, but also left each other's contact information.　　Lin Wanxing promised the first-year high school student that if he had the opportunity to watch the game offline, he would invite him to join him.　　Lin Wanxing accompanied the students to stand at the door of the cafeteria for half a noon, calling it a "football propaganda campaign", but in fact he was afraid that the school administrators would come to pick up the banners.　　But fortunately, the banner is quite formal and justified, so they haven't encountered such a thing for the time being.　　By the time the students were so hungry that they finally couldn't help but go into the cafeteria, the peak of the crowd had passed, and there was not much food left.　　Lin Wanxing generously took out the meal card and asked the students to swipe it.　　The boys began to be shocked again, Yu Ming jumped back, and said exaggeratedly: "Who are you, you are not Lin Wanxing, Lin Wanxing can't be so atmospheric."After invigilating for half a day and standing with the boys for a long time, Lin Wanxing was already dizzy with hunger.　　She said angrily: "Didn't you imply that I didn't invite guests after winning the game?" "Treat yourself to the school cafeteria?" Qin Ao was very disgusted.　　"O, so picky, you are still Lin Wanxing!" Zheng Feiyang commented.　　Chen Jianghe was very simple, directly pulled the meal card in her hand, and rushed to the canteen to eat at the window.　　Seeing this, the rest of the students immediately followed, and they scrambled for each other, hugging her meal card to get food.　　A group of eleven people occupied the long table by the floor-to-ceiling window of the school cafeteria.　　The meal was set on a table, and there was a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup for each person.　　As the afternoon sun shines into the cafeteria, the students raise their chicken legs in celebration of a rare meal.　　Of course, Qi Liang would not join this kind of "stupid" activity.　　The air was filled with the inherent smell of food in the cafeteria, and this was the first time Lin Wanxing remembered having lunch with the students in the school cafeteria.　　The students were "carefree", Lin Wanxing looked at their smiling faces, and stopped talking.　　But in the end, like all parents who wanted to endure it, but couldn't hold back, she still asked the students how they did in the Chinese test this morning.　　"Teacher, don't worry, it's all done." Yu Ming said.　　"Me too." Chen Jianghe replied.　　Lin Wanxing took a sip of soup and nodded.　　"Don't pretend to be forced, what did you write before the sunset?" Qin Ao asked rhetorically.　　"The desert is lonely." Chen Jianghe said.　　"That's right." Yu Ming nodded.　　"Boss, you don't know, do you?" Lin Lu asked rhetorically.　　Qin Ao's eyes were straight, and there was a sense of indignation that "everyone said that they would be bad students together, but you secretly studied": "How do you all know? "I didn't know either, so I wrote it out." 　　"Maybe this is famous, it's normal to write it, right?" Lin Lu also said.　　"Don't say that, it hurts your boss's pride." Qi Liang chewed the vegetables slowly and methodically, and said slowly.　　"Damn!" Qin Ao bit the chicken leg angrily, wanting to get back to the field, he thought for a long time, and then asked, "Then what is Li Bai's "Shu Dao Difficult", which two sentences describe what Qin and Shu in ancient times, it is difficult to go to that question, what did you write?" "I won't write it." Lin Lu said confidently, "Teacher Lin said that he wants us to finish writing." "And then you just wrote it, won't you?" Qin Ao's eyes straightened.　　"That's right." 　　"Then I'll write it next time." Qin Ao finally felt comfortable.　　For Lin Wanxing, she thinks that the students' examination tasks at this stage. It is to read the questions patiently, and then answer the questions with your own understanding.　　Don't treat the exam as a test, don't care how many points you get, or whether you have the time to do it. Instead, do it as if it were a normal reading and writing assignment.　　The students chatted about today's paper one after another, and there was very little content that they were really sure of, but they completed every question, including the essay, carefully.　　Lin Wanxing can confirm this from the students' chats.　　"Teacher Lin, did you invigilate Wen Cheng today?" Lin Wanxing was eating, and suddenly, she heard Lin Lu ask her.　　Lin Wanxing was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Yes, what's wrong?" "No, I passed by your exam room and saw him there." Lin Lu chewed two mouthfuls of lettuce and asked, "Did he do well in the exam?" Wen Chengye's appearance when he answered the question emerged, Lin Wanxing was just about to answer, Qin Ao patted Lin Lu's head, and interrupted him unhappily: "What about eating, what kind of bad luck are you talking about?" "Is Wen Chengye's grades good?" Lin Wanxing thought about it, but asked instead.　　She had just finished asking when someone next to her stopped.　　"Is there anyone here?" A soothing male voice came from overhead, Lin Wanxing raised his head, and was surprised that the person holding the plate was Jin Ziyang.　　"Teacher Kim?" 　　Lin Wanxing looked across from her, there was a vacant seat, but there were two freshly emptied plates on the table, so she could also answer "not very empty...... 　　Just when she hesitated.　　Qin Ao bit his chopsticks and said very unhappily: "There are so many places nearby, why don't you sit with us." "Who are you?" Yu Ming also helped.　　"I'm your third-year physics teacher, and my surname is Kim." Jin Ziyang said politely, "Looking for you Teacher Lin, let's talk about work." As soon as they heard that it was the teacher, the boys instantly became stunned. And when Jin Ziyang mentioned work, the boys had nothing to say.　　Fu Xinshu put the two dinner plates aside, and Jin Ziyang was as good as a stream, and sat down in the vacant seat opposite Lin Wanxing.　　Lin Wanxing: "Is there anything wrong with Mr. Jin?" "It's nothing, I just finished packing up my papers at the Academic Affairs Office." Jin Ziyang asked while eating, "I just want to ask Mr. Lin how he felt about the first invigilation?" "It's fine." Lin Wanxing looked at Jin Ziyang in confusion.　　"You didn't have any problems, did you?" 　　"Nope." 　　After asking these two questions, Jin Ziyang hummed and continued to eat. It's as if I just know her, so I just sit across from her.　　During this brief silence, the entire foosball team winked at her.　　Lin Wanxing spread his hands and said that he didn't know anything.　　"Teacher Lin is in the PE group?" Suddenly, Jin Ziyang raised his head again.　　"Huh? Yes. Lin Wanxing immediately put down her hand, pretended to eat two bites of food, and then pretended to be okay and said, "I'm in charge of the equipment in the sports warehouse, what equipment do you want to borrow to find me." After she said this, the boys at the table all cast contemptuous glances at her.　　Jin Ziyang's gaze shifted slightly, and he looked at the students sitting at a long table again.　　Lin Wanxing understood what he wanted to ask, and replied directly: "They are our school's football team, and they are also brought by me." "Oh, no wonder." Jin Ziyang nodded. He thought for a moment, then looked through the floor-to-ceiling window at the bulletin board outside the cafeteria, "The banner outside?" "It's a celebration of our team's recent good results and a strong team win." Lin Wanxing said.　　"That's amazing." Jin Ziyang probably didn't even know what the "Yuzhou Silver Elephant" was, so he said perfunctory casually, and then ate again.　　He ate quickly, and said, "I'll go first, there will be an invigilator in the afternoon, Teacher Lin has worked hard", so he came and went in a hurry, picked up the plate and left.　　"What's the matter with this man?" Looking at Jin Ziyang's thin back, Chen Jianghe was the first to ask.　　"I don't know?" Lin Wanxing was also puzzled, "It's not necessarily that you covet my beauty?" "That male teacher, he shouldn't be blind." Qi Liang also paused deliberately, as if this sentence had been seriously considered.　　"If you can talk, you can talk, if you can't talk, you can get out after eating!" Lin Wanxing patted the table and warned.　　Qin Ao didn't speak from the end to the end, and when he heard this, he suddenly stood up.　　The boy's face was serious, and Lin Wanxing didn't know why.　　Qin Ao: "You can't be sorry for our coach!" Lin Wanxing: "??? ”

第74章 把握 　　学生们脑回路异于常人， 林晚星早已习惯。 　　不过她以为，这事很简单，只不过是大家和金子阳一起吃了顿午饭。 　　可学生们好像不这么认为。 　　这伙人极其狗腿， 考完试， 他们在球场集合。 　　男生像关了一天得以放风的小狗，欢快地冲向看台，见到王法就开始打小报告。 　　“教练，今天中午有个男老师非要和我们老师一起吃饭！”郑飞扬跳起来，朝王法挥手。 　　“对，食堂里全是空位， 那男老师就非要走我们老师旁边，还问什么‘请问这里有人吗’？”林鹿说。 　　“我们坐了一桌，我们不是人？！”秦敖说。 　　王法边听学生们打小报告， 边慢悠悠从台阶上走下来。 　　他抬了抬帽檐， 眉目清隽。见带着问询意味的目光扫来， 林晚星咽了口口水。 　　俞明：“不过教练你放心，那个金老师， 他肯定对我们老师没意思，他看我们老师感觉没看饭盆里的红烧肉香。” 　　林晚星听到这里就忍不住了。 　　“这家伙还说人男老师也不瞎！什么意思这是？”林晚星拍了拍祁亮，也跟着告状。 　　“是啊，意思是我瞎吗？”王法闻言， 慢条斯理地反问祁亮。 　　林晚星用力点点头，然后觉得这句话有点不对。 　　祁亮同学呆立原地，每一根卷毛都透着僵硬，过了很长一段时间， 他才重重地“靠”了一声。 　　见他难得吃瘪， 大家都欢快地笑了。 　　每日考试安排紧张。 　　整整三天时间， 学生们只有考试结束，才有两个小时训练时间。 　　大家都很珍惜。 　　而按照比赛日程，他们下一周末就要迎战申城海波。 　　光考试就要占据三天，林晚星有点担心训练时间不够，男生们却像没事人一样。 　　他们兴高采烈参加学校月考，又兴高采烈在球场上放肆奔跑。 　　周三傍晚，最后一门历史考试结束。 　　铃声响起，傍晚的风吹过整座校园，带起成片桂花枝丫摇曳。 　　林晚星最后收起考场所有试卷，也最后一次，留意文成业的那份答卷。 　　和第一天的语文试卷一样，文成业卷面字迹工整，答题质量很高。 　　虽然她观察了三天文成业，也觉得这男生很奇怪，但她确实没发现他有什么问题。 　　如果说疑罪从无，她甚至都不清楚文成业罪从何来，只能暂时作罢。 　　在交卷后的几分钟，校园像被点燃。 　　学生们吵吵闹闹的，那些放肆喧闹声在教学内回荡。不管他们未来还要经历多少日夜刻度，起码现在，大家都得到了短暂放松。 　　考场外，文成业背起书包，一个人离开。 　　林晚星收拾好试卷，把考卷袋送往教务处。 　　完成工作后，她回到体育器材仓库。 　　一推门，竟有人坐在里面。 　　钱老师本人端着他标志性的大茶缸，正站在窗边duangduangduang饮茶。 　　“您怎么来了？”林晚星很意外。 　　钱老师回过头，用他胖乎乎的手指，戳了戳办公桌。 　　桌上摆着一叠红绸，上面还压着一本“《Crossword》” 　　“上面的题目我做完了，麻烦林老师去图书馆还一下吧。”钱老师说。 　　林晚星尬了下，假装不记得自己上次说了什么，只是讲：“那我下次给您再挑两本好的。” 　　她说着，直接抽出书底下的红绸。其实光凭红绸上“象”字一角，她就知道，这是男生们挂在学校食堂门口的那条横幅。 　　钱老师：“后勤处说太占地方，别的公告都看不到了，直接给我们体育组送来了。” 　　林晚星笑道：“好不容易赢了职业队，他们太开心，给您添麻烦了。” 　　“添麻烦也说不上，毕竟也是学校体育建设的成果，宣传一下理所应当。” 　　钱老师端着大茶缸，开始打官腔，林晚星站在一旁听，时不时有点小走神。 　　“……最后，还要要戒骄戒躁！再接再厉！”钱老师做总结陈词。 　　林晚星只听到最后那句，下意识地说：“戒是不可能戒的。” 　　钱老师愣住，顿时眼睛瞪得老大。 　　“我的意思是，男生们骄傲很正常，骄傲也没什么不好的。”她说。 　　钱老师砸吧了下嘴，想说点什么，却最后把想说的话咽下去。 　　窗外的夕阳红彤彤的。 　　林晚星监考了一天，浑身僵硬，她边活动脖子，边看着钱老师。 　　钱老师也看着她。 　　林晚星又转了圈肩膀，假装收拾书桌。 　　可钱老师还没走。 　　她实在忍不住，歪了歪脑袋，无辜地看着对方：“您的茶喝完了，需要我给您把水续上吗。” 　　钱老师看了看自己的茶缸，又看了看她：“林老师要下班了吗？” 　　“是的，到点了。”林晚星笑，“不过钱老师您呆着也没事。” 　　“这我还呆着干嘛？走了走了，下班了。”钱老师抿完茶缸里最后的几滴，潇洒地往门口走。 　　他左脚刚跨出门，又像突然想起什么似的，转身扭头，做作极了。 　　林晚星又歪歪头。 　　钱老师低声道：“你对他们这次月考有把握吗？” 　　“啊？”林晚星装傻，假装不知道他踌躇了半天想问的就是这个。 　　“就足球队这帮小子，你不是答应了人家家长，要把他们成绩搞上去。” 　　林晚星笑了：“我不太理解，您说的‘把握’，是什么意思？” 　　“就是进步啊，主要是成绩进步。林老师你看你们现在比赛成绩很好，要是学习成绩也一起好了，不是双管齐下吗，相得映彰吗？” 　　“但考试成绩是他们自己的事儿啊，我好像不太能为他们自己的东西负责。”林晚星说。 　　钱老师闻言，呆滞地看着她。 　　夜，梧桐路17号，天台。 　　林晚星踩着梯子，把横幅的一角，挂上天台的围墙。 　　今天考完试的训练榨干了男生们最后的体力，他们在球场解散，就各回各家了。 　　现在的天台，是多日来难得的宁静时光。 　　“哎，我也是有工作压力的人。”林晚星在清淡的月光下，絮絮叨叨讲述傍晚钱老师来送横幅的事情。 　　她讲到钱老师问她，对学生成绩有没有把握的时候，正准备回头下梯子。 　　一双修长却有力的手，恰好扶住她。 　　“所以你是怎么说的？”王法疏淡的声音，在天台的菜园里响起。 　　“我说，那是他们的成绩，我把握什么！”林晚星顺利跳下梯子，然后将之扛到围墙的另一边。 　　她站上梯子，示意王法同志把红绸的另一端拿来。 　　王法同志干这点小事倒是没收费。 　　林晚星：“我跟崽子们说，下次赢了申城海波，就把标语上‘禹州银象’几个字换掉。” 　　林晚星接过王法递来的标语一角，挂上之前钉在墙里的铁钉，跳下梯子，和王法并肩站在天台的菜园里。 　　“热烈庆祝宏景八中校足球队战胜禹州银象！！！” 　　标语在夜色中透着一点化纤绸缎的光泽，白字反着亮光。 　　“你觉得怎么样？”林晚星问。 　　“挂齐了。”王法答。 　　这个答案有点直男，林晚星顿了顿，学着钱老师的样子，看着王法。 　　王法也微低头，看向她。 　　林晚星歪歪头。 　　王法也跟着把头再低下一些…… 　　秋夜星空静谧。 　　林晚星轻咳一声：“我是问，教练觉得呢？” 　　“觉得什么？”王法反问。 　　“就是教练觉得，我们标语上的‘禹州银象’，有没有可能再换成‘申城海波’啊？” 　　“你是想问，我们能不能赢申城海波？” 　　“对！” 　　“当然不能。” 　　王法的回答非常干脆。 　　林晚星看着王法，突然体会到钱老师被她噎到的感觉。 　　“在这方面，我和小林老师不一样，我有把握的。”王法继续补刀。 　　林晚星扶着想吐血的心口，和王法在菜园的小桌边坐下。 　　桌子是学生们重新定做的，菜园占地日多，他们就从废品站旧木桌里找了个，改造成现在带伸缩功能的餐桌。 　　为了安抚她，王法从冰箱里拿出糖渍柠檬。又摘了点院子里生长很快的薄荷叶，加入苏打水，给她和自己端了两杯饮料。 　　王法同志调饮料是一把好手，林晚星用吸管戳着柠檬，吸了一口，入口酸酸甜甜，最后还是忍不住问：“为什么啊？” 　　“恩？” 　　“为什么我们能赢‘禹州银象’，但肯定踢不过‘申城海波’呢？” 　　王法也同样饮了口气泡水，他喉结微动，然后将玻璃杯放下，空气里是满是薄荷的清凉气息。 　　他问：“在你看来，我们是靠什么赢的‘申城海波’？” 　　“呃……”林晚星没想到王法会反问自己，本着认真答题的原则，她说，“首先是一个月来的训练，每天的训练反馈，帮助学生们认识到自己身体的变化，让他们有信心完成比赛，这是胜利的基础；其次是教练的指导有方，制定了恰当的战术，在以往的比赛和训练中多次实践战术，队员之间形成了良好配合；最后是对对方教练和球员赛场心理的把握，据此将比赛和进攻节奏牢牢把控。” 　　她讲到这里，停下来，看着王法。 　　青年单手支颐，另一只手轻轻摩挲冰饮杯口，目光浅淡又平静。 　　王法：“小林老师平时让学生们做总结，有没有更简单一点的说法？” 　　“呃……”林晚星心中似乎有答案，可一时间又讲不上来。 　　“其实球队能胜利的原因很简单。”王法很干脆。 　　“什么？” 　　“我。”
Chapter 74 Grasp The students' brain circuits are different from ordinary people, and Lin Wanxing has long been used to it.　　However, she thought that this matter was very simple, it was just that everyone had lunch with Jin Ziyang.　　But the students don't seem to think so.　　This guy is extremely doggy, and after the exam, they meet at the stadium.　　The boy was like a puppy that had been locked up for a day and was able to let go of the wind, and happily rushed to the stands, and began to make a small report when he saw Wang Fa.　　"Coach, there is a male teacher who has to eat with our teacher at noon today!" Zheng Feiyang jumped up and waved at Wang Fa.　　"Yes, the cafeteria is full of empty seats, so the male teacher has to walk next to our teacher and ask, 'Is there anyone here?'" Lin Lu said.　　"We sat at a table, we're not human?!" Qin Ao said.　　Wang Fa listened to the students' small reports as he walked down the steps slowly.　　He lifted the brim of his hat, and his eyebrows cleared. Seeing the inquiring gaze sweeping over, Lin Wanxing swallowed her saliva.　　Yu Ming: "But don't worry, coach, that Teacher Jin, he must be boring to our teacher, he doesn't feel like he looks at the aroma of braised pork in the rice bowl." Lin Wanxing couldn't help it when she heard this.　　"This guy also said that the male teacher is not blind! What does it mean? Lin Wanxing patted Qi Liang and also sued.　　"yes, do you mean I'm blind?" When Wang Fa heard this, he asked Qi Liang slowly.　　Lin Wanxing nodded vigorously, and then felt that this sentence was a little wrong.　　Qi Liang stood still, every curly hair was stiff, and after a long time, he "leaned" heavily.　　Seeing that he was rarely deflated, everyone laughed happily.　　The daily exam schedule is tight.　　For three full days, the students only have two hours to train after the exam.　　Everyone cherishes it.　　According to the competition schedule, they will face Shencheng Haibo next weekend.　　The exam alone will occupy three days, Lin Wanxing is a little worried that there is not enough training time, but the boys are like no one.　　They happily took the monthly school exams and happily ran around the court.　　On Wednesday evening, the last history exam ended.　　The bell rang, and the evening wind blew across the campus, bringing up patches of osmanthus branches swaying.　　Lin Wanxing finally put away all the test papers in the examination room, and for the last time, paid attention to Wen Chengye's answer sheet.　　Like the Chinese test paper on the first day, the handwriting on the paper is neat and the quality of the answers is very high.　　Although she observed Santian's career and thought the boy was very strange, she really didn't find anything wrong with him.　　If there is no suspicion of guilt, she doesn't even know where Wen Chengye's crime comes from, so she can only give up temporarily.　　A few minutes after handing in the papers, the campus seemed to be set on fire.　　The students were noisy, and the unbridled noise echoed in the classroom. No matter how many days and nights they have to go through in the future, at least for now, everyone has a brief time to relax.　　Outside the examination room, Wen Chengye picked up his schoolbag and left alone.　　Lin Wanxing packed up the test papers and sent the exam paper bag to the Academic Affairs Office.　　After finishing her work, she returned to the sports equipment warehouse.　　When I pushed the door, someone was sitting inside.　　Mr. Qian himself is holding his iconic large tea jar and is standing by the window duangduangduang drinking tea.　　"Why are you here?" Lin Wanxing was surprised.　　Mr. Qian turned around and poked the desk with his chubby fingers.　　There was a stack of red silk on the table, and there was a copy of "Crossword" pressed on it. "I've finished the above questions, please go to the library to return it." Teacher Qian said.　　Lin Wanxing was embarrassed, pretending not to remember what she said last time, and just said: "Then I'll pick two more good ones for you next time." As she spoke, she pulled out the red silk from under the book. In fact, just by the corner of the word "elephant" on the red silk, she knew that this was the banner that the boys hung at the door of the school cafeteria.　　Teacher Qian: "The logistics department said that it took up too much space, and I couldn't see any other announcements, so I sent them directly to our sports team." Lin Wanxing said with a smile: "I finally won the professional team, they are so happy that they have caused you trouble." "It's not enough to make trouble, after all, it is also the result of the school's sports construction, and it is natural to publicize it." 　　Teacher Qian held the big tea jar and began to play officially, while Lin Wanxing stood aside and listened, a little distracted from time to time.　　“…… Finally, we must guard against arrogance and rashness! Continue! Mr. Qian made a concluding remarks.　　Lin Wanxing only heard the last sentence, and subconsciously said: "It is impossible to quit." Teacher Qian was stunned, and his eyes suddenly widened.　　"I mean, it's normal for boys to be proud, and there's nothing wrong with being proud." She said.　　Mr. Qian slammed his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally swallowed what he wanted to say.　　The sunset outside the window was red.　　Lin Wanxing invigilated for a day, her whole body was stiff, and she looked at Teacher Qian while moving her neck.　　Teacher Qian also looked at her.　　Lin Wanxing turned her shoulders around again, pretending to clean up the desk.　　But Mr. Qian hasn't left yet.　　She couldn't help it, tilted her head, and looked at the other party innocently: "Your tea is finished, do you need me to refill the water for you." Teacher Qian looked at his teapot and then at her: "Is Teacher Lin going to get off work?" "Yes, it's time." Lin Wanxing smiled, "But Mr. Qian, it's okay for you to stay." "Why am I staying here? Walked away, got off work. Teacher Qian finished the last few drops in the teapot and walked to the door in a dashing manner.　　As soon as he stepped out of the door with his left foot, as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned around and turned his head, very pretentious.　　Lin Wanxing tilted her head again.　　Teacher Qian said in a low voice: "Are you sure about their monthly exam?" "Huh?" Lin Wanxing pretended to be stupid, pretending not to know that this was what he wanted to ask after hesitating for a long time.　　"As for the boys of the football team, didn't you promise other people's parents to improve their grades." 　　Lin Wanxing smiled: "I don't quite understand, what do you mean by 'grasp'?" "It's progress, it's mainly about grades. Mr. Lin, you see that your results in the competition are very good now, and if your academic performance is also good, isn't it a two-pronged approach, and they complement each other? "But the test results are their own business, and I don't seem to be able to take responsibility for their own things." Lin Wanxing said.　　Teacher Qian heard this and looked at her blankly.　　Night, 17 Wutong Road, rooftop.　　Lin Wanxing stepped on the ladder and hung the corner of the banner on the wall of the rooftop.　　Today's training after the exam drained the boys' last physical strength, and they disbanded on the court and went back to their respective homes.　　The current rooftop is a rare quiet time for many days.　　"Hey, I'm also a person with work pressure." Lin Wanxing was in the light moonlight, chattering about Teacher Qian's arrival to deliver the banner in the evening.　　She said that when Teacher Qian asked her if she was sure of her students' grades, she was about to turn back and go down the ladder.　　A pair of slender but powerful hands just happened to support her.　　"So what do you say?" Wang Fa's faint voice sounded in the vegetable garden on the rooftop.　　"I said, that's their results, what do I grasp!" Lin Wanxing successfully jumped off the ladder and carried it to the other side of the wall.　　She stood up the ladder and motioned for Comrade Wang Fa to bring the other end of the red silk.　　Comrade Wang Fa did not charge for doing this little thing.　　Lin Wanxing: "I told the cubs that the next time I win Shencheng Haibo, I will replace the words 'Yuzhou Silver Elephant' on the slogan." Lin Wanxing took the corner of the slogan handed by Wang Fa, hung up the iron nails that had been nailed to the wall before, jumped off the ladder, and stood side by side with Wang Fa in the vegetable garden on the rooftop.　　"Warmly celebrate the victory of the football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School over Yuzhou Silver Elephant !!" 　　The slogan reveals a little luster of chemical fiber satin in the night, and the white characters reflect the light.　　"What do you think?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"It's all hanging." Wang Fa replied.　　This answer is a bit straight, Lin Wanxing paused, followed the appearance of Teacher Qian, and looked at Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa also bowed his head slightly and looked at her.　　Lin Wanxing tilted her head.　　Wang Fa also lowered his head a little more...... 　　The starry sky is quiet on an autumn night.　　Lin Wanxing coughed lightly: "I'm asking, what does the coach think?" "What do you think?" Wang Fa asked rhetorically.　　"It's just that the coach thinks that the 'Yuzhou Silver Elephant' on our slogan is possible to be replaced with 'Shencheng Haibo'?" 　　"Are you trying to ask, can we win Shencheng Haibo?" 　　"Yes!" 　　"Of course not." 　　Wang Fa's answer was very crisp.　　Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa and suddenly realized the feeling of Teacher Qian being choked by her.　　"In this regard, I am different from Mr. Kobayashi, and I am sure." Wang Fa continued to mend the knife.　　Lin Wanxing held her heart and wanted to vomit blood, and sat down at the small table in the vegetable garden with Wang Fa.　　The tables were re-made by the students, and the vegetable garden took up more and more space, so they found one from the old wooden table at the scrapyard and transformed it into a table with a telescopic function.　　To appease her, Wang Fa took out the candied lemon from the refrigerator. I picked some fast-growing mint leaves from the yard, added soda, and served her and myself two drinks.　　Comrade Wang Fa is a good hand at mixing drinks, Lin Wanxing poked the lemon with a straw, took a sip, the mouth was sweet and sour, and finally couldn't help asking: "Why?" "Huh?" 　　"Why can we win the 'Yuzhou Silver Elephant', but we definitely can't kick the 'Shencheng Haibo'?" 　　Wang Fa also took a sip of sparkling water, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and then put the glass down, the air filled with the cool smell of mint.　　He asked: "In your opinion, what did we rely on to win the 'Shencheng Haibo'?" "Uh......" Lin Wanxing didn't expect Wang Fa to ask herself, in line with the principle of answering questions seriously, she said, "First of all, a month of training, daily training feedback, to help students recognize the changes in their bodies, so that they have the confidence to complete the game, which is the basis for victory; Secondly, the coach's guidance is well-organized, appropriate tactics have been formulated, and tactics have been practiced many times in previous games and training, and good cooperation has been formed between the players; Finally, it is to grasp the psychology of the opposing coach and players on the field, so as to firmly control the game and the rhythm of the attack. At this point, she stopped, and looked at Wang Fa.　　The young man supported himself with one hand, and gently rubbed the mouth of the ice drink cup with the other hand, his gaze was light and calm.　　Wang Fa: "Teacher Kobayashi usually asks students to make summaries, is there a simpler way to say it?" "Uh......" Lin Wanxing seemed to have the answer in her heart, but she couldn't say it for a while.　　"Actually, the reason why the team can win is very simple." Wang Fa is very simple.　　"What?" 　　"Me."

第75章 海波 　　总之， 如果这个“我”字是别人讲的的，那林晚星肯定认为那人是自负鬼。 　　但王法不同。 　　王法的回答，向来是单纯就事论事的总结。 　　林晚星看着餐桌对面的人， 轻声复述了遍他的回答：“你。” 　　一路走来， 她比谁都清楚王法的重要性。 　　如果没有王法，他们大概还是那支被安宁实验踢得落花流水的队伍。 　　只是现在，由王法本人亲自讲清楚这些问题，还是有些令人难以接受。 　　林晚星想了下，问：“‘你’是关键变量，你这么笃定我们下次就赢不了？是因为……‘你’出问题了吗？” 　　王法没有任何被冒犯的不悦。他轻轻端起自己的玻璃杯， 和她的杯子碰了碰。 　　杯壁撞击，发出“叮”的一声轻响。 　　王法：“足球虽然是运气游戏，但实力才是决定胜负的根本。高中校队和职业梯队之间， 有明确的实力差距。” 　　林晚星望着木桌上的两杯气泡水。 　　王法那杯因为他刚才喝的一大口， 几乎已经见底， 只剩下杯底层叠的薄荷和柠檬片。 　　而她那一杯还很满，碳酸水冒着气泡， 绿色薄荷叶在杯中摇晃。 　　林晚星抬头问他：“那‘你’呢？” 　　王法握住桌上的易拉罐，往自己杯中再度倒满：“我，或者说我提供的训练和战术。充其量就是这些东西，或许能一时把杯子倒满， 但多喝两口，也就喝光了。” 　　王法的袖口挽起一半，露出半截白皙有力的手臂。 　　林晚星蓦地抬头：“但我们之前赢了啊？你的战术很有效。” 　　“之前的战术，是建立在对方轻敌的前提下的。因为我们很菜， 对手容易松懈， 我们就有可能找到反击时机。但现在， 申城海波的球员教练，他们看着我们的战绩表，还会同样轻敌吗？” 　　王法说的道理其实很简单。 　　之前对手会轻敌，可现在实际情况变了。他们已经在小组赛取得一胜，不会再有人轻视他们。 　　因为变成了有一战之力的队伍，而失去了一战之力。 　　大概就是这么个道理。 　　可林晚星说不出话来。 　　王法拿回自己的水杯，手指摩挲着冰凉的杯壁。 　　林晚星：“可我总觉得，学生们一直在认真刻苦地训练，你也能弥补我们和职业队之间很多差距，我们总还有一战之力的吧？如果真的实力决定一切，比赛前已有定论，那所有热血竞技故事都不成立了。” 　　“你觉得什么是热血竞技故事？”王法抬眼，反问她，“以弱胜强，追求极限，将不可能变为可能？” 　　林晚星用力点了点头：“差不多是这样。” 　　“可我反而觉得，数十年如一日艰苦训练，用细腻高超的技术，专注缜密、一丝不苟地完成比赛，这才是热血。” 　　王法坐在天台最朴素的木桌前，灯光昏黄，勾勒出他的轮廓。 　　林晚星望着他。 　　有时她会觉得，是因为王法自身经历，让他不再有憧憬和梦想。 　　可有时又觉得，王法仍能留在他们身边，本身就怀揣着最大的执着与热血。 　　林晚星久久说不出话来。 　　最后，她干脆地一口气把气泡水喝完，趴在桌上，直接摆烂：“那，要怎么办嘛，真等输？！” 　　“这有什么关系？”王法很意外，“林老师不是一直觉得，胜负结果没那么重要？” 　　“你是不是在嘲讽我？不要学祁亮啊！”林晚星用湿乎乎的手指在桌上划来划去，认真强调，“我从来没有觉得胜负不重要，而是足球运动本身比赛场结果更重要。” 　　“那很好，你接下来可以观察一场不同的比赛，然后看看这样的足球本身。”王法说。 　　10月底，宏景八中主场迎战申城海波。 　　天气已然转凉，但午间球场被炽热阳光烘晒后，还是水雾蒸腾。 　　申城海波与宏景八中的球员在场上列队。 　　两队都是十七八岁的少年人，身高相仿。大概是连胜让人自信满满，宏景八中的学生们显得精气神十足，反而申城海波的队员们，则淡定许多。 　　不过正如王法所说，常年的艰苦训练，是最能反应实力的部分。 　　林晚星坐在休息区，观察对方球员。 　　如果用某些夸张小说里的形容，申城海波的小球员们，就是像草原上身形优美的小野兽。 　　他们从小就长在这片土地上，肌肉线条在阳光下熠熠生辉，奔跑起来从容自若。仿佛下一刻，他们就会突然跃起，扑倒猎物。 　　事实上，正如王法所说。 　　申城海波的小球员们的心理准备，远比禹州银象要更充分。 　　和禹州银象不同，从比赛一开始，申城海波球员们的进攻就完全不显急躁。 　　他们不断从中场发起进攻，然后分到边路，他们不会强行突破到底线附近，碰到阻碍后，就迅速将球再次传回中场，重新倒脚发起进攻。 　　就连林晚星都能看出来，申城海波的小球员们踢得很耐心。 　　他们保持控球权，不断倒脚，没有好机会绝不轻易传中，好像很忌惮宏景八中的逼抢。 　　足球比赛或者说大部分竞技比赛就是如此，当一方示弱，另一方就会自然而然强硬。 　　宏景八中的球员们经历连胜，自信满满。 　　像是受不了这种老爷车似的比赛节奏，以林鹿为首的宏景八中球员们，开始了前场积极逼抢。 　　可申城海波的球员们还是很谨慎。 　　在进攻的同时，他们并没有过分前压，而是在后场一直保持了足够的防守人员，这让宏景八中往往好不容易断下一球，却很难将反击有效地打出来。 　　17分钟，林鹿获得拿球机会，却发现付新书身边有对方两名球员紧跟。 　　于是他只能长传给己方两名前锋，可这样的长传，需要极高的控球能力，很容易被破坏。 　　秦敖也是同感，他偶尔拿球，举目四望，发现处处都是问题。 　　不管是付新书还是陈江河，甚至是边路前插的林鹿，他和他所有人之间的传球线路上，总卡着申城海波的球员。 　　显然，申城海波认真研究过他们的比赛路线。 　　申城海波的教练准确发现了八中反击中的关键人物。 　　秦敖虽不是反击的发起者，却是攻防转换之间的重要枢纽。不管是林鹿或者付新书发起反击，都会把球传给他。 　　而秦敖下来的传球，则交给陈江河或者是分给边路，甚至是和前插的陈江河配合。 　　通过秦敖的快速跑动和分球，这四个人的反击才能够成为一体。 　　这就是他们一直引以为傲的“战术一”。 　　可现在，每当林鹿或者付新书打算将球交给秦敖，他的身边都会出现一名对方的球员。 　　只要稍微这么延缓一下，原本在进攻中的申城海波其他球员，都已迅速回防了。 　　线路被尽数切断，宏景八中曾引以为傲的快速反击，再也打不起来。 　　原先，宏景八中的球员们，很适应被压打的局面。反正每场比赛他们的球门都是被对面狂轰滥炸。 　　可对面突然变阵，既不压也不打，反而让学生们很难受。 　　之前击败禹州银象，让宏景八中的球员们充满信心。他们认为，他们与职业梯队间并没那么大差距，所以，在赛场上有了很多不一样的想法。 　　他们不再时刻警惕防守，而是在防守中，试图寻找更多断球反击机会。 　　37分钟。 　　申城海波发起新一轮进攻。 　　由身穿11号球衣的边路发起的一脚传中球，飞向八中的禁区。 　　林鹿看着皮球，朝落点开始移动。 　　平时防守，当林鹿看球时候，陈卫东会协防盯住对方的进攻球员。 　　可这次，陈卫东也和林鹿一样抬头看球，同时望向后场方向，寻找断球后反击的机会。 　　下一刻，陈卫东就“砰”地和申城海波防守球员撞在一起。 　　陈卫东脑袋一痛，结结实实倒地。 　　乘此无人防守空挡，申城海波前锋瞬间就在禁区内接到这粒传中！ 　　郑飞扬扑了上来，可是在禁区内出现大片空间，前锋和后卫的一对一，后卫的抵挡杯水车薪。 　　申城海波前锋轻松晃过了上来防守的郑飞扬，果断起脚射门。 　　足球离球门实在太近，球速又快。 　　饶是门将冯锁先前已做出几次精彩扑救，面对这次近距离射门，他也只能无奈倒地。 　　足球擦过冯锁指尖，窜入球网，最后被球网阻隔，停了下来。 　　球，进了。 　　“犯规，这不是犯规？”秦敖冲到倒地的陈卫东身边，上蹿下跳，冲裁判大喊。 　　裁判将哨子放入口中，吹响进球哨的同时，一手平举指向中场，示意进球有效。 　　秦敖又喊了几声，但裁判根本没有理他。 　　草地上，陈卫东动了动，秦敖赶忙蹲下身子：“有事没事啊？” 　　陈卫东抱着头，不说话。 　　林晚星很担心地跑到场边，只能远远看着。 　　“怎么了陈卫东？” 　　“疼不？哪里疼？”付新书也跑了过去。 　　可陈卫东迟迟没有反应。 　　正当裁判也迈步过去，陈卫东才突然翻平在地，他的胳膊搭在眼睛上，用很长而虚弱的声音说：“没事。” 　　“草，你吓死我了，别装死啊。”秦敖顿时松了口气。 　　“能站起来吗？有没有恶心、想吐？”付新书伸出手。 　　陈卫东拉着他的手，又在地上坐了会儿，最后才虚弱地缓缓站起。 　　对这种磨叽的态度，秦敖满脸不爽，可碍于队友刚冲撞受伤，他只是说：“赶紧的，没人说你刚才的防守问题，我们积极点，抓紧时间把丢的球扳回来！” 　　但残酷的现实很快让秦敖知道，在真正的实力差距面前，积极态度只能让人在输的时候，稍微好受一些。 　　1-0后，压力瞬间来到宏景八中方。 　　随着比赛时间推移，宏景八中球员们的情绪从不安变为烦躁。 　　他们的控球和对防线的组织能力，也随之变得支离破碎。 　　在取得进球后，申城海波一改刚才谨慎态度，进攻变得轻松写意。 　　他们利用球权，不停倒脚拉扯，消耗宏景八中球员们的体力。 　　宏景八中的球员们则急于求成，开始放弃禁区内防守，转而加强中场逼抢。 　　可当他们下意识压上进攻时，己方禁区就变成收割过的麦田，空荡荡的。 　　申城海波的长传球打向他们身后，几乎没受到任何阻碍，就取得进球。 　　丢第2个球时，宏景八中的球员们还有积极拼抢的意志，可是在丢掉第3个球后，他们逐渐感到了无力和无望。 　　上半场结束，比分终止于3比0。 　　下半场开始，宏景八中球员们因前期逼抢和心理压力而显得体力不支。 　　下半场第3分钟和第15分钟，申城海波利用一次定位球和一次强行突破，将比分定格在五比零上。 　　与此同时，申城海波宣布换人，连续换上了替补席上的三名球员。 　　这大概是对比赛最好的宣判。 　　大局已定，可以给更多球员锻炼的机会了。 　　宏景明珠俱乐部，球场更衣室空气沉闷。 　　离比赛结束，已经过去20分钟。 　　和申城海波的比赛结束，宏景八中的学生们并没有在球场上多做停留。 　　他们快速而沉闷地回到了属于他们的更衣室，把带来的毛巾盖在头上，仿佛这样就能沉浸在自己的世界里，不用见到任何人。 　　空气里是剧烈运动后汗水淤积的味道，空间昏暗寂静，只有学生们粗重而吃力的呼吸声持续不断地回响。 　　林晚星想让学生们赶紧擦干汗，把衣服换上，担心他们着凉。 　　可她喊了很多遍，都无人理睬。 　　最后，她只能求助似地看向王法。 　　“把汗擦干，衣服换好，我们回去。” 　　王法的声音冷静而有力地响起。 　　更衣室里终于有了点多余的动静。 　　男生更容易听从直接指令，由付新书带头，大家开始麻木地擦头，可他们动作迟缓，像完全被抽干力气。让林晚星想起冰箱里放了一周脱水的白菜，蔫呼呼的。 　　秦敖躺在长椅上，毛巾盖着头，机械地一上一下着动作。 　　王法坐在长椅的另一头：“早点回去还赶得及复盘，再晚，只能明天了。”他这么说。 　　林晚星也趁机开口：“其实呢，按照心理学的说法，我不能说让你们‘不要难过’，因为‘不要’本身在强调暗示‘难过’，but！” 　　“老师，你能安静一点不？”秦敖立刻嚷道，一屁股坐起来，用疯狂擦头发的动作表示愤慨。 　　“就是就是，老师很吵。”林鹿也说。 　　“女人唠叨太多容易老得快。”陈江河评价。 　　林晚星没想到，她说点废话比王法还管用。 　　给了学生们嚷嚷两句的功夫，他们就不再是刚才那副一团死水、万年俱灰的模样了。 　　大家换完衣服，再散步到大巴上，已经叽里呱啦开始争吵。 　　一会儿说这个球不该那么传，一会儿又说那个球防守有问题。 　　这或许就是王法说要复盘的意义所在。 　　学生们在失利后，很快就重新将注意力集中回比赛这件事上。 　　虽然林晚星一路听着，觉得这差不多就是在互相甩锅。 　　但不管怎样，总是又恢复了点以往精力过剩的样子。 　　大巴照例还是在校门口停下。 　　学生们踢了大半天比赛，又吵吵了一路，后半程已显现疲惫。一半人醒着，另一半人已呼呼大睡。 　　醒着的学生们直接往梧桐路17号走，而林晚星和王法，则挨个把睡着的学生叫醒。 　　她询问他们是想先回家，还是一起去梧桐路17号。得到的答案却很一致。 　　“当然要直接去复盘！” 　　林晚星再下车，发现陈卫东还没走，一直在路边树下等她。 　　林鹿和郑飞扬满脸困倦地下车，两个男生迷迷糊糊地揉着眼睛，下意识要走到他们身边来。 　　王法却拍了拍两个男生的背，示意他们跟自己先走。 　　秋日梧桐树凋零，路上是几片枯叶。 　　陈卫东脸色疲惫，林晚星先行问道：“头还不舒服吗？” 　　陈卫东看着她，欲言又止。 　　“我陪你去医院吧。”林晚星拉着学生，拿出手机要打车。 　　“不用了老师，我真没事。”陈卫东赶忙阻止她，还跳了两下。 　　“还是要检查一下。”林晚星坚持。 　　“真不用了老师，我就是想回去休息了！”陈卫东音量突然拔高，显然是真的急了，片刻后，他又说，“我主要是今天太累了，不想一起去复盘了。” 　　男生嘴唇有些干裂，身上也脏兮兮的。 　　林晚星于心不忍，也不再坚持：“那你回家先好好休息，有什么不舒服马上和家长说，然后给我打电话。” 　　她再次嘱咐。 　　“知道了老师。” 　　陈卫东挥挥手，转身离开。 　　和申城海波比赛完的这顿晚饭，是学生们近日来吃得最随意的一顿。 　　他们再次祭出雪藏已久的泡面，扒拉了两口，就急着要看王法给他们录的比赛。 　　元元补习班教室窗户都开着。 　　晚风穿堂而过，凉飕飕的，吹散了男生们残留的汗味，以及空气里红烧牛肉面味道。 　　投影仪播放着整场比赛的录像，每个人都仰着头，安静地观看。 　　到关键丢球前，学生们提前屏住呼吸。 　　陈卫东倒地、足球被踢进门框，那一刻的景象连林晚星都不忍卒读。 　　随后又是很长一段无声时光。 　　虽然投影仪里还有现场的声音，嘈嘈杂杂，但学生们只看到他们自己在场上的茫然神态。 　　王法按下暂停键。 　　“草。”秦敖骂了一声，吐出一口浊气。 　　视频回退，王法放慢速度，让他们观察这粒丢球之前发生的事。 　　秦敖只注意到最后陈卫东倒地进球，他在教室里左顾右盼：“靠陈卫东这小子呢？” 　　“我让他先回去休息了。”林晚星说。 　　“不会因为老子说了他两句就甩脸子了吧，我车上也没怎么说他呀。”秦敖恼怒不已。 　　“你是没怎么说他啊~”祁亮慢悠悠的声音从角落传来。 　　“你可憋说话了，以为自己防得很好吗？这球丢了你锅还不大？”秦敖立刻怼了上去。 　　就在男生们又要吵起来的时候，王法的声音适时响起：“我们看下一段。” 　　比赛录像继续。 　　王法像是对整场比赛熟稔于心，他很快将录像快进，切到学生们一次快速防守反击被打断的部分。 　　然后，他又将这段放了一遍。 　　教室里很安静。 　　学生们的注意力又重新回到比赛上来。 　　王法播放的片段很有代表性。 　　以林晚星这样门外汉的角度，也能看出，申城海波好像早就知道他们的传球路线，因此总卡在非常恰当的位置。 　　然后又是一粒进球。 　　再一例。进攻失败。 　　相似的内容重复多次，学生们同样意识到了问题所在。 　　王法暂停播放画面，在黑板上画出了相似的战术图。 　　“他们是知道我们要怎么传球对吧？有内鬼？”俞明嚷道。 　　“泄你妈的密呢，人专业职业足球俱乐部。就我们那点套路，他们看两眼不就知道了？”秦敖骂道。 　　“我这不是活跃下气氛嘛？”郑飞扬委屈，“就你这脾气，难怪陈卫东受不了。” 　　“草。”秦敖怒道，“我怎么了我？” 　　“太急了啊。”祁亮说。 　　秦敖就是一点就着的类型，眼看他要冲去教训祁亮。 　　王法开口了：“申城海波的准备很充分，他很清楚我们的大体战术思路，赛前对我们做了详尽的战术布置。换个角度想想吧，他们真的很尊重我们。” 　　“是吗？”学生们的眼睛忽然亮了起来。 　　“职业球队这么重视我们？” 　　“他们是不是还看过我们和禹州银象的比赛录像啊？！” 　　“肯定看过。”王法说。 　　“也太‘尊重’了吧。”俞明嚷道。 　　“这怎么好意思呢。”郑飞扬继续活跃气氛。 　　吵闹两句，学生们又不由自主地不说话了。 　　王法在黑板上画的战术图非常清晰，这是他们一直以来练习的那套东西，但同样，这对职业球队来说，也是相对低级而简单的战术。 　　学生们对套路被破解的问题很迷茫，摸不着头脑。 　　“那我们怎么办？” 　　“申城海波也知道了，永川恒大不可能不知道吧？感觉这样下去不行。” 　　“靠，你别提永川恒大，听到这个名儿我怎么汗毛都要竖起来了！” 　　“瞧你怂那样。” 　　学生们你一言我一语。 　　王法安静地听了一会儿，反问：“所以，你们认为，我们球队球队现在的问题在哪里，又该如何改进呢？” 　　“我不知道啊。”俞明说。 　　“我们难道要多练两套反击体系？”秦敖反问。 　　“我们很容易被对面牵着鼻子走。”陈江河说 　　“好像是哦，我们一开始想好的东西，要慢慢防守反击，但对面都是老油条，跟我们倒脚，我们就急了。”郑飞扬赞同。 　　“感觉体力还是不够，就一急就乱跑，乱跑就累。” 　　男生们不知不觉，再度从互相埋怨的情绪中抽离，开始认真讨论起他们比赛中的问题， 　　并由付新书做认真总结。 　　一场输掉的比赛，大家看了很多遍。 　　在王法同志的引导下，他们自己总结了比赛中出现的问题，和他们想要改进的方向。 　　王法则讲述今后训练的注意重点。 　　等真正散场，时间已经是晚上10点多了。 　　王法去洗澡，林晚星一个人坐在天台的小桌前。 　　她面前摆着笔记本电脑，从铁栏杆上伸出来的灯泡摇摇晃晃。 　　学生们都走了，天台清寂，头顶是一轮新月。 　　林晚星登上电脑微信，把手机里今天拍的照片导了一部分进电脑。 　　带学生们经历失败，这对她来说也是从未有过的体验。 　　她一张张翻看今天拍的下的赛场照片 　　去比赛前，大家在大巴上神采飞扬。 　　列队时，男生们精神十足。 　　林晚星还拍到一张祁亮高高跃起，头球解围的照片。 　　但最后比赛失利，她也就没再拍了。 　　将照片整理完毕，她打开浏览器，登录邮箱。 　　邮箱是“神秘人”留在黑板上的那个。 　　反正是用她名字注册的，她也就把它当成了自己的东西。 　　一直以来，她都不清楚是谁在默默帮助学生们，也从未在邮箱留言，问一句“你是谁”。 　　当然，其实她也很想问。只是她多次打开邮箱，都觉得好像保持这种神秘的默契感也不错。 　　所以她最终还是把写好的问询邮件删除，将之当做存储学生们日常的备忘录。 　　她有时记两笔的训练日常，也偶尔发些花园照片，同样，她也会如实记录他们比赛时发生的事情。 　　她想着或许某一天，那位神秘人突然登录邮箱，能看到草稿箱里的这些记录。 　　并将之当做一种单方面的默契。 　　201x年10月24日星期天天气：晴 　　今天比赛，我们0-5负于申城海波。 　　赛前，我们教练就提前给我打过预防针，他说过这次我们可能会输。 　　哦不，他的意思是，我们赢不了。 　　可我总觉得，我们之前已经赢了禹州银象，不管怎样，我们应该还有一战之力。 　　但其实没有。 　　虽然已经提前被通知了结果。 　　可失败真正降临时，我还是很难受。 　　我现在闭上眼睛，眼前都是陈卫东倒在草地上，足球被灌入我方球门的场景。 　　原来我们和职业球队间的差距有这么大啊。 　　那一粒又一粒的进球，和球场上对方球员的神情，都不断在向我强调这点。 　　教练说，那是因为我们和职业球员间有绝对的差距。 　　但是这就代表，我们永远也不可能战胜强敌了吗？ 　　其实在我的世界观里，足球输赢没那么重要，重要的是足球本身。 　　你在这个过程中是否快乐，是否有收获，是否找到了意义。 　　可一经失败，这些所谓的过程，哪有什么快乐收获和意义，它带来的全是痛苦。 　　赛前，我们教练让我看看这样的足球本身，看看它到底是什么？ 　　反正他自己也没想明白这个问题，我暂时想不明白也没问题吧？ 　　但我目前为止，我认为竞技体育令人憧憬之处还是在于此吧。 　　以弱胜强，将不可能变为可能。 　　你怀揣着很多想不明白的问题，追求着明明无法追求的胜利，却还是在这块草地上奔跑着，奔跑着。 　　林晚星写完邮件。 　　夜渐渐深了，星空静谧。 　　她慢慢地往邮件里贴了今日比赛照片、黑板上王法的复盘图，最后点击保存草稿。 　　王法洗完澡，推开房门出来。 　　就在这时，她的手机铃声响起。 　　林晚星接起电话。 　　“林老师，你好。” 　　黑夜里，陈卫东同学沙哑的的声音，出现在电话的那一头。
Chapter 75: Hai Bo In short, if the word "I" was spoken by someone else, then Lin Wanxing would definitely think that person was a conceited ghost.　　But the royal law is different.　　Wang Fa's answer has always been a summary of the facts.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the person across the table and whispered his answer: "You." Along the way, she knew better than anyone else the importance of the royal law.　　If it weren't for Wang Fa, they would probably still be the team that was kicked to the ground by the Anning experiment.　　It's just that now, it is still a little unacceptable for Wang Fa himself to explain these issues clearly.　　Lin Wanxing thought for a moment and asked, "'You' is the key variable, are you so sure that we won't be able to win next time?" Is it because ...... 'you' have a problem? Wang Fa did not have any offended displeasure. He gently picked up his glass and touched hers.　　The wall of the cup hits and makes a soft "ding" sound.　　Wang Fa: "Although football is a game of luck, strength is the foundation that determines victory or defeat. There is a clear gap in strength between the high school team and the professional echelon. Lin Wanxing looked at the two glasses of sparkling water on the wooden table.　　Wang Fa's cup had almost bottomed out because of the big sip he had just drunk, and all that was left was the mint and lemon slices on top of the bottom of the cup.　　Her glass was still full, the carbonated water was bubbling and the green mint leaves were shaking in the cup.　　Lin Wanxing looked up and asked him, "What about 'you'?" Wang Fa grabbed the can on the table and poured it into his cup again: "I, or the training and tactics I provide." At best, these are the things that might fill the cup for a while, but take two more sips and you'll be gone. Wang Fa's cuffs were half-rolled up, revealing half of his white and powerful arms.　　Lin Wanxing raised her head suddenly: "But we won before?" Your tactics worked. "The previous tactics were based on the premise that the opponent underestimated the enemy. Because we are very good and our opponents are prone to slackness, we may find a time to counterattack. But now, the players and coaches of Shencheng Haibo, they look at our record table, will they be just as underestimated? The reason Wang Fa said is actually very simple.　　In the past, the opponent would be underestimated, but now the actual situation has changed. They have already won one in the group stage and no one will take them lightly again.　　Because it became a team with the power to fight, it lost the power to fight.　　That's probably the reason.　　But Lin Wanxing was speechless.　　Wang Fa took back his water glass, his fingers rubbing against the cold wall.　　Lin Wanxing: "But I always feel that the students have been training hard and hard, and you can make up for the many gaps between us and the professional team, we always have the strength to fight, right?" If true strength determines everything, and there is a conclusion before the game, then all the bloody competition stories are not true. "What do you think is a bloody story?" Wang Fa raised his eyes and asked her rhetorically, "Defeat the strong with the weak, pursue the limit, and make the impossible possible?" Lin Wanxing nodded vigorously: "That's pretty much it." "But I think that decades of hard training, with delicate and superb skills, focused and meticulous completion of the game, this is the blood." 　　Wang Fa sat at the most modest wooden table on the rooftop, the dim light outlining his outline.　　Lin Wanxing looked at him.　　Sometimes she feels that it is because of Wang Fa's own experience that he no longer has longings and dreams.　　But sometimes I feel that Wang Fa can still stay by their side, and he has the greatest persistence and enthusiasm.　　Lin Wanxing was speechless for a long time.　　In the end, she simply drank the sparkling water in one go, lay on the table, and put it directly: "Then, what should I do, really waiting to lose?!" "What does it matter?" Wang Fa was surprised, "Didn't Mr. Lin always feel that the result of victory or defeat is not so important?" "Are you mocking me? Don't learn from Qi Liang! Lin Wanxing swiped her wet fingers around the table and emphasized seriously, "I never think that winning or losing is not important, but the result of the game itself is more important." "That's good, you can then watch a different game and look at football like this itself." Wang Fa said.　　At the end of October, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School hosted Shencheng Haibo.　　The weather had cooled, but the course was still steaming after the afternoon sun was blazing.　　Players from Shencheng Haibo and Hongjing No. 8 Middle School lined up on the field.　　Both teams were seventeen or eighteen years old, of similar height. It is probably because of the winning streak that makes people full of confidence, and the students of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School seem to be full of energy, but the players of Shencheng Haibo are much calmer.　　However, as Wang Fa said, the perennial hard training is the part that can best reflect the strength.　　Lin Wanxing sat in the rest area, observing the opposing players.　　If you use the description in some exaggerated novels, the young players of Shencheng Haibo are like small beasts with beautiful bodies on the grassland.　　They have grown up on this land since childhood, their muscles shining in the sun, and they run with ease. It seems that the next moment, they will suddenly jump up and pounce on their prey.　　In fact, as Wang Fa said.　　The psychological preparation of the young players of Shencheng Haibo is far more adequate than that of Yuzhou Silver Elephant.　　Unlike Yuzhou Silver Elephant, from the beginning of the game, the attack of Shencheng Haibo players was not impatient at all.　　They keep attacking from midfield and then on the wings, they don't force their way to the baseline, and when they get in the way, they quickly pass the ball back to midfield and start attacking again.　　Even Lin Wanxing could see that the young players of Shencheng Haibo played very patiently.　　They maintain possession, keep falling to their feet, never cross easily without good opportunities, and seem to be very jealous of the pressing of Hongjing Bazhong.　　This is the case in football, or most competitive games, where when one side shows weakness, the other side will naturally be tough.　　The players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School have experienced consecutive wins and are full of confidence.　　As if they couldn't stand the rhythm of the game like this kind of classic car, the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, led by Lin Lu, began to actively press in the front court.　　But the players of Shencheng Haibo are still very cautious.　　While attacking, they did not press too forward, but kept enough defenders in the backfield, which made it difficult for Hongjing Bazhong to break a goal, but it was difficult to play a counterattack effectively.　　In the 17th minute, Lin Lu got the opportunity to get the ball, but found that Fu Xinshu was followed by two players from the opposing side.　　So he can only make long passes to his two strikers, but such long passes require extremely high ball control ability and can be easily destroyed.　　Qin Ao also felt the same way, he occasionally took the ball, looked around, and found that there were problems everywhere.　　Whether it is Fu Xinshu or Chen Jianghe, or even Lin Lu who is inserted in front of the side, there are always players from Shencheng Haibo stuck in the passing line between him and all of him.　　Obviously, Shen Cheng Haibo has carefully studied their race route.　　Shen Cheng Haibo's coach accurately identified the key figures in the counterattack of the eighth middle school.　　Although Qin Ao is not the initiator of the counterattack, he is an important hub between the offensive and defensive transitions. Whether Lin Lu or Fu Xinshu launched a counterattack, they would pass the ball to him.　　And Qin Ao's pass down was handed over to Chen Jianghe or distributed to the wing, or even cooperated with Chen Jianghe who was inserted forward.　　Through Qin Ao's fast running and ball sharing, the counterattack of these four people can become one.　　This is the "Tactic One" that they have always been proud of.　　But now, whenever Lin Lu or Fu Xinshu plans to hand the ball to Qin Ao, an opposing player will appear next to him.　　As long as it is delayed a little, the other players of Shencheng Haibo, who were originally on the offensive, have quickly returned to defense.　　The lines were all cut off, and the quick counterattack that Hongjing No. 8 Middle School was proud of could no longer fight.　　Originally, the players in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School were very adaptable to the situation of being pressed. Anyway, in every game, their goal is bombarded indiscriminately by the opposite side.　　But the opposite side suddenly changed formation, neither pressing nor fighting, but made the students very uncomfortable.　　The previous defeat of Yuzhou Silver Elephant made the players of Hongjing No. 8 High School full of confidence. They don't think there's that big of a gap between them and the professional team, so they have a lot of different ideas on the field.　　They are no longer constantly vigilant on defense, but in defense, trying to find more opportunities to break the ball and counterattack.　　37 minutes.　　Shencheng Haibo launched a new round of attack.　　A cross from the wing wearing the number 11 shirt flew towards the penalty area of the eighth middle school.　　Lin Lu looked at the ball and began to move towards the landing point.　　Usually defensively, when Lin Lu watches the ball, Chen Weidong will help defend and stare at the opponent's offensive players.　　But this time, Chen Weidong also looked up at the ball like Lin Lu, and at the same time looked in the direction of the backcourt, looking for an opportunity to counterattack after breaking the ball.　　The next moment, Chen Weidong "banged" and collided with the Shencheng Haibo defender.　　Chen Weidong's head ached, and he fell to the ground.　　Taking advantage of this unguarded vacancy, the Shencheng Haibo striker instantly received this cross in the penalty area!　　Zheng Feiyang pounced, but there was a large space in the penalty area, the one-on-one between the striker and the defender, and the defender's resistance was a drop in the bucket.　　The Shencheng Haibo striker easily shook off Zheng Feiyang, who came up to defend, and shot decisively.　　The ball is too close to the goal, and the ball is fast.　　Rao is goalkeeper Feng Suo has made several wonderful saves before, and in the face of this close-range shot, he can only helplessly fall to the ground.　　The football grazed Feng Suo's fingertips, scurried into the net, and was finally blocked by the net and stopped.　　The ball went in.　　"Foul, isn't this a foul?" Qin Ao rushed to the side of Chen Weidong, who fell to the ground, jumped up and down, and shouted at the referee.　　The referee puts the whistle in his mouth, blows the whistle and points to the midfield with one hand to signal that the goal is valid.　　Qin Ao shouted a few more times, but the referee ignored him at all.　　On the grass, Chen Weidong moved, and Qin Ao hurriedly squatted down: "Is there anything wrong?" Chen Weidong held his head and did not speak.　　Lin Wanxing ran to the sidelines worriedly, and could only watch from afar.　　"What's wrong, Chen Weidong?" 　　"Does it hurt? Where does it hurt? Fu Xinshu also ran over.　　But Chen Weidong didn't react for a long time.　　Just as the referee also stepped over, Chen Weidong suddenly rolled to the ground, put his arm on his eyes, and said in a long, weak voice: "It's okay." "Grass, you're scared me to death, don't pretend to be dead." Qin Ao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.　　"Can you stand up? Do you feel nauseous or want to throw up? Fu Xinshu stretched out his hand.　　Chen Weidong took his hand and sat on the ground for a while, and finally stood up weakly and slowly.　　Qin Ao was full of unhappiness about this grinding attitude, but because his teammates had just collided and were injured, he just said: "Hurry up, no one said about your defensive problem just now, let's be active, hurry up and get the lost ball back!" But the cruel reality soon made Qin Ao know that in the face of the real strength gap, a positive attitude can only make people feel a little better when they lose.　　After 1-0, the pressure instantly came to the eight sides of the grand view.　　As the game progressed, the mood of the players in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School changed from uneasy to irritable.　　Their possession and organisational ability to defend themselves has also been shattered.　　After scoring the goal, Shencheng Haibo changed his cautious attitude just now, and the attack became relaxed and freehand.　　They used the ball to keep pulling and pulling backwards, which consumed the physical strength of the players in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School.　　The players in Hongjing 8 were in a hurry and began to abandon the defense in the box and instead strengthen the midfield pressing.　　But when they subconsciously pressed on the attack, their own penalty area became a harvested wheat field, empty.　　Shencheng Haibo's long ball hit them behind them and there was almost no hindrance to score.　　When conceding the second goal, the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School still had the will to actively fight, but after losing the third goal, they gradually felt powerless and hopeless.　　At the end of the first half, the score ended at 3-0.　　At the beginning of the second half, the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School appeared physically exhausted due to early pressing and psychological pressure.　　In the 3rd and 15th minutes of the second half, Shencheng Haibo used a set-piece and a forced breakthrough to freeze the score at 5-0.　　At the same time, Shencheng Haibo announced a substitution, replacing three players on the bench in a row.　　This is probably the best verdict for the game.　　The big picture has been decided, and more players can be given the opportunity to practice.　　Grand View Pearl Club, the air in the stadium locker room is dull.　　It was 20 minutes since the end of the game.　　After the match with Shencheng Haibo, the students of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School did not stay on the court for long.　　They quickly and dreary back to their dressing room, covering their heads with the towels they had brought with them, as if they could immerse themselves in their own world without seeing anyone.　　The air smelled of sweat after a strenuous workout, and the space was dim and silent, except for the heavy and labored breathing of the students.　　Lin Wanxing wanted the students to quickly wipe off their sweat and change their clothes, worried that they would catch a cold.　　But she shouted many times, but no one paid attention.　　In the end, she could only look at Wang Fa as if asking for help.　　"Wipe off the sweat, change your clothes, and we'll go back." 　　Wang Fa's voice sounded calmly and powerfully.　　There was finally some redundant movement in the locker room.　　It was easier for boys to follow direct instructions, and Fu Xinshu took the lead, and everyone began to wipe their heads numbly, but they moved slowly, as if they were completely drained. reminded Lin Wanxing of the dehydrated cabbage that had been in the refrigerator for a week, wilting.　　Qin Ao was lying on the bench, with a towel covering his head, mechanically moving up and down.　　Wang Fa sat at the other end of the bench: "It's too late to go back early and review the situation, no matter how late it is, it can only be tomorrow." He said so.　　Lin Wanxing also took the opportunity to speak: "Actually, according to psychology, I can't say that you should 'not be sad', because 'don't' itself is emphasizing and implying 'sad', but!" "Teacher, can you be quiet?" Qin Ao immediately shouted, sat up, and expressed his indignation with a frenzied action of wiping his hair.　　"It's just that the teacher is very noisy." Lin Lu also said.　　"Women nag too much, and it's easy to age quickly." Chen Jianghe commented.　　Lin Wanxing didn't expect that her talking nonsense would be more effective than Wang Fa.　　Give the students the effort to shout two sentences, and they will no longer look like a stagnant water and ashes just now.　　After everyone changed their clothes and walked to the bus, they were already chattering and arguing.　　One moment he said that the ball should not be passed like that, and the next he said that there was a problem with the defense of that ball.　　This may be the meaning of Wang Fa's statement to review.　　After the loss, the students quickly returned to the game.　　Although Lin Wanxing listened all the way, she felt that this was almost throwing the pot at each other.　　But no matter what, it's always back to a bit of excess energy in the past.　　As usual, the bus stopped at the school gate.　　The students played for most of the day, and they quarreled all the way, and they were tired in the second half of the race. Half of them were awake, and the other half were asleep.　　The awake students walked directly to No. 17 Wutong Road, while Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa woke up the sleeping students one by one.　　She asked if they wanted to go home first or go to 17 Wutong Road together. The answer was unanimous.　　"Of course, you have to go directly to the review!" 　　Lin Wanxing got out of the car again and found that Chen Weidong hadn't left yet, and had been waiting for her under the roadside tree.　　Lin Lu and Zheng Feiyang got out of the car with sleepy faces, and the two boys rubbed their eyes in a daze, subconsciously wanting to come to them.　　Wang Fa patted the two boys on the back and motioned for them to go with him first.　　In autumn, the plane trees wither, and there are a few dead leaves on the road.　　Chen Weidong's face was tired, and Lin Wanxing asked first, "Is your head still uncomfortable?" Chen Weidong looked at her and stopped talking.　　"I'll accompany you to the hospital." Lin Wanxing pulled the student and took out her mobile phone to take a taxi.　　"No need teacher, I'm fine." Chen Weidong hurriedly stopped her and jumped twice.　　"Still have to check." Lin Wanxing insisted.　　"I really don't need a teacher, I just want to go back and rest!" Chen Weidong's volume suddenly rose, obviously really anxious, and after a while, he said again, "I'm mainly too tired today and don't want to go to review together." The boy's lips were a little chapped and his body was dirty.　　Lin Wanxing couldn't bear it, and no longer insisted: "Then you go home and have a good rest, tell your parents immediately if you feel uncomfortable, and then call me." She instructed again.　　"Got it, teacher." 　　Chen Weidong waved his hand and turned to leave.　　The dinner after the competition with Shencheng Haibo was the most casual meal the students had in recent days.　　They once again offered the instant noodles that had been hidden in the snow for a long time, took two bites, and were anxious to see the game that Wang Fa recorded for them.　　The windows of the Yuanyuan cram school classroom are all open.　　The evening breeze passed through the hall, and it was cold, blowing away the residual sweat smell of the boys, as well as the smell of braised beef noodles in the air.　　The projector played a video of the entire game, and everyone looked up and watched in silence.　　Before conceding the crucial goal, the students held their breath in advance.　　Chen Weidong fell to the ground and the football was kicked into the door frame, and even Lin Wanxing couldn't bear to read the scene at that moment.　　A long period of silence followed.　　Although there was still a live sound in the projector, it was noisy, but the students only saw their own blank expressions on the field.　　Wang Fa pressed the pause button.　　"Grass." Qin Ao scolded and spit out a breath of turbidity.　　The video recoils and Wang Fa slows down and asks them to observe what happened before the goal was conceded.　　Qin Ao only noticed that Chen Weidong fell to the ground and scored in the end, and he looked left and right in the classroom: "What about this kid Chen Weidong?" "I told him to go back and rest first." Lin Wanxing said.　　"I won't throw my face just because I said two words to him, I didn't say much about him in the car." Qin Ao was furious.　　"You didn't say much about him~" Qi Liang's slow voice came from the corner.　　"Do you think you're well guarded? This ball is lost, you don't have a big pot? Qin Ao immediately slammed into it.　　Just when the boys were about to quarrel again, Wang Fa's voice sounded at the right time: "Let's look at the next paragraph." The game video continues.　　Wang Fa seemed to know the whole game by heart, and he quickly fast-forwarded the video, cutting to the part where a quick defensive counterattack by the students was interrupted.　　Then, he put it on again.　　The classrooms were quiet.　　The students' attention returned to the game.　　The clip played by Wang Fa is very representative.　　From the perspective of a layman like Lin Wanxing, it can also be seen that Shencheng Haibo seems to have known their passing route for a long time, so he is always stuck in a very appropriate position.　　Then another goal.　　Another example. The offensive failed.　　Similar content was repeated many times, and the students were equally aware of the problem.　　Wang Fa paused the screen and drew a similar tactical diagram on the blackboard.　　"They know how we're going to pass the ball, right? Is there an inner ghost? Yu Ming shouted.　　"Leak your damn secrets, professional professional football clubs. As far as our routine is concerned, don't they know it by looking at it twice? Qin Ao scolded.　　"Isn't that livening up the atmosphere?" Zheng Feiyang was aggrieved, "With your temper, no wonder Chen Weidong can't stand it." "Grass." Qin Ao said angrily, "What's wrong with me? "It's too urgent." Qi Liang said.　　Qin Ao is the type of person who can do it at all, seeing that he is going to rush to teach Qi Liang a lesson.　　Wang Fa spoke: "Shencheng Haibo's preparation is very thorough, he is very clear about our general tactical thinking, and made detailed tactical arrangements for us before the game. Think about it another way, they really respect us. "Really?" The students' eyes lit up.　　"The professional team values us so much?" 　　"Have they seen the video of our match with Yuzhou Silver Elephant?!" 　　"I've definitely seen it." Wang Fa said.　　"It's too 'respectful', isn't it?" Yu Ming shouted.　　"What's so embarrassing about that." Zheng Feiyang continued to liven up the atmosphere.　　After two noisy sentences, the students involuntarily stopped talking again.　　The tactical map that Wang Fa drew on the blackboard was very clear, which is the same set of things they have been practicing, but again, it is a relatively low-level and simple tactic for a professional team.　　The students are very confused and confused about the problem of the routine being solved.　　"So what do we do?" 　　"Shencheng Haibo also knows, Yongchuan Evergrande can't not know, right? It doesn't feel like this. "Damn, don't mention Yongchuan Evergrande, my hairs are going to stand up when I hear this name!" 　　"Look at you like that." 　　Students, you say a word to me.　　Wang Fa listened quietly for a while, and then asked rhetorically: "So, what do you think are the current problems of our team, and how can we improve them?" "I don't know." Yu Ming said.　　"Do we need to practice two more counter-attack systems?" Qin Ao asked rhetorically.　　"It's easy for us to be led by the nose by the other side." Chen Jianghe said, "It seems to be oh, what we thought of at the beginning, we had to slowly defend and counterattack, but the opposite side was full of old fritters, and we were in a hurry." Zheng Feiyang agreed.　　"I feel that my physical strength is still not enough, so I run around in a hurry, and I get tired when I run around." 　　Unconsciously, the boys once again withdrew from the emotions of complaining to each other, and began to seriously discuss the problems in their competition, and Fu Xinshu made a serious summary.　　A losing game, everyone has watched it many times.　　Under the guidance of Comrade Wang Fa, they themselves summarized the problems that arose in the game and the direction they wanted to improve.　　Wang Fafa talked about the key points of future training.　　By the time it really ended, it was already past 10 o'clock in the evening.　　Wang Fa went to take a bath, and Lin Wanxing sat alone at the small table on the rooftop.　　She had a laptop in front of her, and a light bulb sticking out of the iron railing was rickety.　　The students are gone, the rooftop is silent, and there is a crescent moon overhead.　　Lin Wanxing boarded the computer WeChat and guided part of the photos taken today on the mobile phone into the computer.　　Taking students through failure is also an experience that she has never experienced before.　　She looked through the photos of the competition taken today before going to the game, and everyone was in high spirits on the bus.　　When they lined up, the boys were in high spirits.　　Lin Wanxing also took a photo of Qi Liang jumping high and clearing the ball with a header.　　But in the end, she lost the game, and she didn't shoot again.　　After organizing the photos, she opens her browser and logs in to her mailbox.　　The mailbox is the one that the "mystery man" left on the blackboard.　　Anyway, it was registered in her name, and she treated it as her own.　　All along, she didn't know who was silently helping the students, and she never left a message in her mailbox asking "Who are you".　　Of course, she was also eager to ask. It's just that she opened the mailbox many times, and she felt that it was good to maintain this mysterious tacit understanding.　　So she eventually deleted the inquiry email she had written, and used it as a daily memo to store for her students.　　She sometimes writes down her training routine, occasionally posts photos of her garden, and likewise, she keeps an honest record of what happened during their games.　　She thought that maybe one day, the mysterious man would suddenly log in to her mailbox and see the records in the draft box.　　And treat it as a one-sided tacit agreement.　　Sunday, October 24, 201x Weather: Sunny Today's game, we lost 0-5 to Shencheng Haibo.　　Before the game, our coach gave me a vaccination, and he said that we might lose this time.　　Oh no, he means, we can't win.　　But I always feel that we have won the Yuzhou Silver Elephant before, and no matter what, we should still have the strength to fight.　　But no.　　Although the results have been notified in advance.　　But when failure really came, I was still very uncomfortable.　　When I close my eyes now, all I see is Chen Weidong lying on the grass and the football being poured into our goal.　　It's so big that we have a big gap with the professional teams.　　The goal after goal, and the look on the pitch on the pitch, kept emphasizing that to me.　　The coach said that it was because there was an absolute gap between us and the professionals.　　But does that mean we'll never be able to defeat a strong enemy?　　In fact, in my worldview, winning or losing football is not so important, what matters is football itself.　　Are you happy, have you gained in the process, have you found meaning?　　But once it fails, these so-called processes, where there is no happiness and meaning, it brings all pain.　　Before the game, our coach asked me to look at this kind of football itself and see what it is.　　Anyway, he didn't figure it out himself, so it's okay if I can't figure it out for the time being, right?　　But so far, I think that's what makes competitive sports so exciting.　　Defeating the strong with the weak makes the impossible possible.　　You have a lot of questions that you can't understand, and you are chasing a victory that you obviously can't pursue, but you still run and run on this meadow.　　Lin Wanxing finished writing the email.　　The night is getting deeper and the stars are quiet.　　She slowly pasted a photo of today's game and a review of Wang Fa on the blackboard into the email, and finally clicked Save Draft.　　Wang Fa finished taking a shower and pushed open the door and came out.　　Just then, her cell phone rang.　　Lin Wanxing picked up the phone.　　"Hello, Mr. Lin." 　　In the dark night, Chen Weidong's hoarse voice appeared on the other end of the phone.

第76章 离队 　　林晚星对接到陈卫东的电话并不意外。 　　“陈卫东啊， 是有什么不舒服吗？”林晚星关切地问。 　　“没有、没有。”男生的声音低沉而紧张。 　　“那是怎么了？” 　　电话那头是沉默。 　　林晚星骤然明白，陈卫东能打来这个电话，是因为他已经做出了自己的选择。 　　片刻后， 像下定什么决心似的。 　　陈卫东说：“老师， 我明天不来了。” 　　“啊，好。”林晚星说。 　　天台那盏灯很暗，因此除了月光，其他地方都是昏暗色。 　　王法擦着头发，在她对面坐下。 　　林晚星没挂电话，当然陈卫东也没有。 　　电流声在空间中流转， 林晚星在等待陈卫东。 　　“老师，我是说我明天不来了，以后也来不了了！”男生又强调了一遍。 　　“我明白。”林晚星说。 　　就像王法之前说要走一样， 陈卫东已提前多日和她打过招呼， 林晚星也一直在观察。 　　与王法不同， 陈卫东是她的学生。思考再三，她无法强行挽留， 也只有这样的回答。 　　“今天我……您说我胆小也好怂我也认了，但我真被吓到了，就那种眼前一黑的感觉，我感觉自己要死了。我是正规的体育生， 下个月还要参加田径比赛，足球对抗性太强了，受伤的可能性太大。而且这边球队就算拿到名次，也不算我的成绩。我还是得去田径比赛拿省里的名次， 考大学才好。” 　　像打开了话匣子， 陈卫东把心里想说的话， 都一股脑说了出来。 　　林晚星突然明白过来问题所在，这是她从没考虑过的地方，她赶忙说道：“是我的疏忽，可以把你名字加进去我们球队的大名单吗？这样如果我们以后踢了更好的名次，你也有成绩，同样申体育特长生，就是我目前不太清楚这是否可行。” 　　“不是这个问题，老师你不懂。就算名字加上去，对我来说足球也太累了，而且危险很大，我觉得还是跑步更适合我。” 　　陈卫东显得很苦恼，“其实，我就一直觉得我和他们不是一伙的，他们从小就一起长大、一起踢球。我是个外来的，还不是这个专业。我以为踢一场就行，没想到要一直踢那么久。其实和他们踢挺开心的，但就是后面太累了。” 　　陈卫东讲到这里，已经将他所有顾虑和权衡和盘托出。 　　他害怕受伤，担忧影响田径主业，并缺乏融入感。 　　林晚星也停顿下来，认真思考。 　　其实陈卫东自己已经想得很明白，甚至连她也给不出更好的建议。 　　最后，她只能说：“我明白了。” 　　她这么说。 　　闻言，陈卫东又显得焦急，话还是不停：“老师我之前就跟你说过，让你再找个替补，其实我也没见过哪支球队只有11个人的。我现在说，也是因为离下场比赛还有很长时间，你们还来得及找人。” 　　“恩，我知道。” 　　“嗯……如果下次实在找不着人，我还是可以过来。”男生这么说道。 　　“谢谢你。”林晚星说。 　　其实电话打到这里，应该可以说再见了。 　　可林晚星仿佛能看到男生握着电话，在那头焦急和不舍的样子。 　　所以，她也没挂断电话。 　　“怎么了？”她轻声问到。 　　“就就……您怎么也不留我一下呢，我感觉自己挺多余的！”陈卫东终于说道。 　　林晚星的手搭在电脑键盘上，眼前是那封刚保存进草稿箱的邮件，她换了只手拿电话，然后缓缓开口：“陈卫东……” 　　“啊？” 　　“虽然类似的话，我说过很多遍。但我相信你，这是你深思熟虑后的选择，你的决定，我无权干涉。” 　　“可是老师你别生我气啊，我挺喜欢你的……不对你是不是因为我不踢了，就觉得我不是你的学生了，所以生气了？”男生絮絮叨叨起来，带着一种对成年人态度的恐惧，“你刚才没说什么，就嗯嗯啊啊的，我就难受……” 　　“小陈同学，这么讲呢，可能有点肉麻，但你永远是我的学生，在我这里，你和其他任何人都没有区别。”林晚星想了下，略带笑意地说，“所以，只要你自己遵循内心的想法做出的决定，我都会无条件支持，你也得相信自己啊。” 　　“我就怕你生气。”陈卫东说。 　　“也怕自己选错了？”林晚星反问。 　　“嗯……”男生声音很轻。 　　“又不是没有纠错的机会，也不是什么生离死别的大选择，你想回来随时都可以啊。” 　　“真的吗？” 　　“真的。” 　　像放下心中大石头，陈卫东的声音终于放松起来。 　　林晚星和学生们聊了两句，就在她要挂断电话时，忽然又听到陈卫东问：“可当时教练要走，您劝他留下来了吧，您肯定有劝他留下来了吧？” 　　“我吗？”林晚星忽然笑了起来，望向木桌对面的人。 　　王法正在捣鼓今天晚上的饮料。 　　“他根本不想走啊。” 　　她这么说。 　　这么多天来，其实林晚星想了很多。 　　她要怎么做呢？ 　　因为球队只有11个人，离开谁都不行，所以劝陈卫东留下？ 　　又或者说，按照陈卫东的说法，再去找个新的队员。 　　但林晚星最终还是决定尊重学生，等陈卫东做出决定后，再做打算。 　　纵然心中有万语千言，最后好像也只剩下单纯的。 　　“嗯”和“好”。 　　电话挂断，天台又陷入了寂静。 　　楼上人家刚关掉电视，似乎要准备入睡。 　　王法递来了一杯粉色的苏打水。 　　林晚星的手指轻触键盘，原本暗下的电脑屏幕再次亮起。 　　她喝了一口饮料，重新打开了草稿箱，将刚才陈卫东的电话如实记录进去。 　　最后留下了一段话。 　　我去哪里找人啊？ 　　抛出问题和解决问题，永远比反复抱怨和思考重要。 　　因此，第二天早上，林晚星告知学生们陈卫东同学的决定时，也用这句话做了结尾。 　　可男生们都不是好脾气的人，听到她头到尾讲完电话内容，大家立刻炸开了。 　　“我靠他什么意思？” 　　“想来就来想走就走？” 　　“那也不是人家想来就来，是我们求着人家来的，你没明白这里的问题吗？” 　　“操，那他也不能就因为怕受伤就走了啊？” 　　“你名单上也没人家的名字啊，人家不得去干主业？” 　　祁亮的声音总是适时响起，虽然大多数情况，他都在怼秦敖。但林晚星也能从他的语气里，听出他对陈卫东的不满。 　　林晚星很无奈地看着王法，其实昨天夜里，她已经和王法再度交流过陈卫东退出的问题。 　　巧妇难为无米之炊，无论王法再怎么牛逼，也不可能用10人球队踢比赛。 　　对于缺人这件事，他也表示爱莫能助。 　　“要不我去把他打一顿，是不是就听话了？”秦敖说。 　　话题到这里，已经进行到讨论是否要强制执行的地步。 　　林晚星赶忙打断：“要尊重陈卫东自己的意愿。” 　　“我尊重他，那他有没尊重过我没？”秦敖反问，“这小子之前收垃圾嫌累不干，现在一场比赛输了就跑了，我看还得找他去！” 　　“你找他有用，陈卫东烦的就是你吧？”陈江河说。 　　“烦我什么，就因为我昨天说他两句？”秦敖愤懑不已，“那怎么着，我还得去给他道歉，求着他回来？” 　　讲到这里，秦敖竟然莫名其妙心动了：“那我去求他，给他道个歉？” 　　望着男生真诚询问的目光，林晚星很无奈。 　　“秦敖啊。”她喊道。 　　“干嘛？” 　　“你知道为什么陈卫东单独给我打这个电话，而不跟你们亲自说吗？” 　　“能为什么？这小子不就是怂吗！” 　　“因为他怕你们，也深知自己做的事有问题。但就算这样，他还是下了这个决定。他很清楚自己想要什么。” 　　“靠！”秦敖低低地骂了一声。 　　“更重要的是，他知道我能劝住你，我会你们不要去再找他。”林晚星强调了一遍，“他不想你们去找他。” 　　“就你？”秦敖瞪了过来，“你能劝老子鬼，还不是老子给你面子。” 　　“嗯，那你会给我这个面子吗？” 　　秦敖没想到她会这么说，顿时噎住。 　　“算了，就当老子让你！”他松开了一直握紧的拳头，“好男不跟女斗啊！” 　　林晚星点了点头。 　　学生们闹了一阵，原先因陈卫东离队的恐慌和不满抒发了不少。 　　但放在他们面前迫在眉睫的问题还是那个，从哪儿找新的第11人？ 　　讨论到最后，林晚星布置下任务，让学生们先找找自己认识的人。看看学校里体育好的学生里，是否有人愿意顶替陈卫东的位置。 　　而在她自己的求助名单里，还有一个人。 　　“钱老师你看事情就是这样的，你给我们想想办法呗！” 　　体育组办公室里。 　　林晚星堵在钱老师庞大身躯面前，做了个拜拜的动作。 　　“又缺人了？”钱老师本人放下大茶缸，也很震惊。 　　“对啊。你看我们和申城海波比赛，人教练都是拿垃圾时间换其他替补队员来锻炼，我们连上场人数都凑不满。” 　　“那你想怎么整？” 　　“您给我们提交的名单上，当时不是还有4名替补球员吗。”林晚星拿出早就准备好的表格问钱老师。 　　“他们就是凑数，根本不踢球。” 　　“但是我能去找这4位学生吗？或者您出马，问他们是不是有人愿意来踢球？” 　　钱老师望着名单，陷入沉思。 　　林晚星继续道：“我们最近好歹也出了一些成绩，如果他们跟着球队训练，说不定到时候能拿到省里的名次，对体育高考也是有利的。” 　　说到高考，钱老师像被说服，他点点头：“那行，我去找他们看看，还有没有人愿意吧。” 　　“谢谢您，又麻烦您了。”林晚星赶忙道。 　　就在这时，钱老师的目光停留在名单上，他用被烟熏得略带焦黄的指尖，抵在名单第10行的那个名字上。 　　“文成业呢，他以前不也是球队里的，这才是特长生，你们找过他们没有？”
Chapter 76: Leaving the team Lin Wanxing was not surprised to receive Chen Weidong's call.　　"Chen Weidong, is there anything uncomfortable?" Lin Wanxing asked with concern.　　"No, no." The boy's voice was low and nervous.　　"What's going on?" 　　There was silence on the other end of the line.　　Lin Wanxing suddenly understood that Chen Weidong was able to make this call because he had already made his own choice.　　After a moment, it was as if I had made up my mind.　　Chen Weidong said, "Teacher, I won't be here tomorrow. "Ah, good." Lin Wanxing said.　　The light on the roof was dim, so everything was dim except the moonlight.　　Wang Fa wiped his hair and sat down across from her.　　Lin Wanxing didn't hang up the phone, and of course Chen Weidong didn't either.　　The sound of electricity was circulating in space, and Lin Wanxing was waiting for Chen Weidong.　　"Teacher, I mean I won't come tomorrow, and I won't be able to come in the future!" The boy emphasized again.　　"I understand." Lin Wanxing said.　　Just like Wang Fa said that he was leaving, Chen Weidong had greeted her many days in advance, and Lin Wanxing had also been observing.　　Unlike Wang Fa, Chen Weidong was her student. After thinking about it again, she couldn't force it to stay, and this was the only answer.　　"Today I ...... You said that I was cowardly and cowardly, and I admitted it, but I was really scared, and I felt like I was going to die. I'm a regular sports student, and I'm going to compete in track and field next month, and football is too confrontational, and the possibility of injury is too great. And even if the team here gets the rankings, it doesn't count as my results. I still have to go to the athletics competition to get the provincial rankings and go to university. As if opening the conversation, Chen Weidong said everything he wanted to say in his heart.　　Lin Wanxing suddenly understood the problem, this was something she had never considered, and she hurriedly said: "Is it my negligence, can I add your name to our team's squad?" So if we play better rankings in the future, you also have results, and you also apply for sports talents, but I don't know if this is feasible at the moment. "It's not a question, you don't understand, teacher. Even if the name is added, football is too tiring and dangerous for me, so I think running is more suitable for me. Chen Weidong looked very distressed, "Actually, I have always felt that I am not in the same group as them, they have grown up together and played football together since childhood. I'm an outsider, not yet in this major. I thought I would just play one game, but I didn't expect to play for so long. Actually, it's fun to play with them, but it's just too tired in the back. When Chen Weidong said this, he had already put all his concerns and trade-offs into account.　　He was afraid of injury, worried about affecting his main track and field business, and lacked a sense of integration.　　Lin Wanxing also paused and thought seriously.　　In fact, Chen Weidong himself has already thought it very clearly, and even she can't give better advice.　　In the end, she could only say, "I get it." She said so.　　Hearing this, Chen Weidong looked anxious again, and he kept talking: "Teacher, I told you before, let you find another replacement, in fact, I have never seen a team with only 11 people." I say it now, also because there is still a long time before the next game, and you still have time to find someone. "Yes, I know." 　　"Hmm...... If I can't find anyone next time, I can still come over. The boy said.　　"Thank you." Lin Wanxing said.　　In fact, the call came here, and it should be said goodbye.　　But Lin Wanxing seemed to be able to see the boy holding the phone, anxious and reluctant on the other end.　　So, she didn't hang up either.　　"What's wrong?" She asked softly.　　"That's it...... Why don't you keep me for a while, I feel like I'm redundant! Chen Weidong finally said.　　Lin Wanxing's hand was on the computer keyboard, in front of her was the email that had just been saved in the draft box, she changed her hand to hold the phone, and then slowly spoke: "Chen Weidong......" 　　"Huh?" 　　"Although I have said similar things many times. But I believe in you, this is your deliberate choice, your decision, I have no right to interfere. "But don't be angry with me, teacher, I like you a lot...... No, are you angry because I don't kick anymore and think I'm not your student anymore? The boy babbled with a fear of adult attitudes, "You didn't say anything just now, just mmmmmmmm......mm 　　"Xiao Chen, it may be a bit numb to say this, but you will always be my student, and you are no different from anyone else in my place." Lin Wanxing thought for a moment and said with a slight smile, "So, as long as you follow your inner thoughts and make decisions, I will support you unconditionally, and you have to believe in yourself." "I'm afraid you'll be angry." Chen Weidong said.　　"I'm afraid I've chosen the wrong one?" Lin Wanxing asked rhetorically.　　"Uh-huh......" the boy's voice was soft.　　"It's not that there is no opportunity to correct mistakes, and it's not a big choice of life and death, you can come back whenever you want." 　　"Really?" 　　"Really." 　　Like letting go of the big stone in his heart, Chen Weidong's voice finally relaxed.　　Lin Wanxing chatted with the students, and just as she was about to hang up the phone, she suddenly heard Chen Weidong ask: "But the coach was leaving, did you persuade him to stay, you must have persuaded him to stay?" "Me?" Lin Wanxing suddenly laughed and looked at the person across the wooden table.　　Wang Fa is tinkering with tonight's drink.　　"He doesn't want to leave." 　　She said so.　　For so many days, Lin Wanxing has actually thought a lot.　　What is she going to do?　　Because there are only 11 people in the team, no one can leave, so persuade Chen Weidong to stay?　　Or, according to Chen Weidong, find a new team member.　　But Lin Wanxing finally decided to respect the students and wait for Chen Weidong to make a decision before making plans.　　Even if there are thousands of words in my heart, in the end, it seems that only simplicity remains.　　"Hmm" and "good".　　The phone hung up, and the rooftop fell silent again.　　Upstairs someone had just turned off the TV and seemed to be getting ready to fall asleep.　　Wang Fa handed over a glass of pink soda.　　Lin Wanxing's fingers touched the keyboard, and the originally dark computer screen lit up again.　　She took a sip of her drink, reopened the draft box, and truthfully recorded Chen Weidong's phone call just now.　　A paragraph was left at the end.　　Where do I go to find someone?　　Throwing out problems and solving problems is always more important than complaining and thinking about it repeatedly.　　Therefore, the next morning, when Lin Wanxing informed the students of Chen Weidong's decision, she also ended with this sentence.　　But the boys are not good-natured people, and when they heard her finish the phone call from beginning to end, everyone immediately exploded.　　"What do I mean by him?" 　　"Come and go as you want?" 　　"That's not people coming when they want, we begged people to come, don't you understand the problem here?" 　　"Fuck, then he can't just leave because he's afraid of getting hurt?" 　　"You don't have anyone's name on your list, and people are not allowed to do their main business?" 　　Qi Liang's voice always sounded at the right time, although most of the time, he was scolding Qin Ao. But Lin Wanxing could also hear his dissatisfaction with Chen Weidong from his tone.　　Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa helplessly, in fact, last night, she had already communicated with Wang Fa again about Chen Weidong's withdrawal.　　It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, no matter how awesome Wang Fa is, it is impossible to play the game with a team of 10 people.　　Regarding the lack of people, he also said that he couldn't help.　　"Why don't I go and beat him up, will I be obedient?" Qin Ao said.　　At this point, the topic has reached the point where there is a discussion about whether or not to enforce it.　　Lin Wanxing hurriedly interrupted: "You must respect Chen Weidong's own wishes." "I respect him, so did he respect me?" Qin Ao asked rhetorically, "This kid was tired of collecting garbage before, but now he runs away after losing a game, I think I have to find him!" "You are useful to him, Chen Weidong is the one who bothers you, right?" Chen Jianghe said.　　"What's bothering me, just because I said two words to him yesterday?" Qin Ao was indignant, "What's the matter, I still have to apologize to him and beg him to come back?" Speaking of this, Qin Ao was inexplicably moved: "Then I'll beg him and apologize to him?" Looking at the boy's sincere inquiring gaze, Lin Wanxing was helpless.　　"Qin Ao." She shouted.　　"What?" 　　"Do you know why Chen Weidong called me alone and didn't tell you personally?" 　　"Can why? Isn't this kid just cowardly! "Because he is afraid of you, and he knows that there is something wrong with what he is doing. But even so, he made this decision. He knew exactly what he wanted. "!" Qin Ao scolded in a low voice.　　"What's more, he knows that I can persuade you, and I will ask you not to go to him again." Lin Wanxing emphasized, "He doesn't want you to go to him." "Just you?" Qin Ao glared, "You can persuade Lao Tzu to be a ghost, it's not Lao Tzu who gives you face." "Well, then will you give me this face?" 　　Qin Ao didn't expect her to say this, and immediately choked.　　"Forget it, I'll let you do it!" He let go of the fist he had been clenching, "Good men don't fight women!" Lin Wanxing nodded.　　The students made a fuss, and the panic and dissatisfaction of Chen Weidong's departure from the team were expressed a lot.　　But the imminent question in front of them is still that, where to find the new 11th man?　　At the end of the discussion, Lin Wanxing assigned a task and asked the students to find someone they knew first. Let's see if anyone in the school who is good at sports is willing to take Chen Weidong's place.　　And in her own list of helpers, there is another person.　　"Teacher Qian, you see that things are like this, you can think of a way for us!" 　　In the office of the sports group.　　Lin Wanxing blocked in front of Teacher Qian's huge body and made a gesture of worship.　　"Lack of people again?" Mr. Qian himself put down the big tea jar and was also shocked.　　"That's right. You see that we are playing with Shencheng Haibo, and the coach is using garbage time to exchange other substitutes for training, and we can't even make up the number of people on the field. "And what do you want to do with it?" 　　"Didn't you have four substitutes on the list you submitted to us?" Lin Wanxing took out the form that had been prepared a long time ago and asked Teacher Qian.　　"They just make up the numbers and don't play at all." 　　"But can I go to these four students? Or do you go out and ask them if anyone wants to come and play? Teacher Qian looked at the list and fell into deep thought.　　Lin Wanxing continued: "We have also made some achievements recently, if they train with the team, maybe they can get the provincial ranking by then, which is also beneficial to the sports college entrance examination." Speaking of the college entrance examination, Mr. Qian seemed to be persuaded, and he nodded: "Okay, I'll go to them to see if anyone else is willing." "Thank you, sorry for the trouble again." Lin Wanxing hurriedly said.　　At this moment, Mr. Qian's gaze stayed on the list, and he used his slightly smoky fingertips against the name on the 10th line of the list.　　"What about Wen Chengye, wasn't he also in the team before, this is a special student, have you looked for them?"

第77章 纳新 　　林晚星对文成业的了解， 仅限于监考那三天她的观察。 　　如果非要算，足球队第一次集结前后，她对文成业和他的家庭也算有过大致了解。 　　文成业性格冷漠孤僻， 和其他同学的关系不好， 在足球队所有学生里，唯一他稍显亲近的就是祁亮。 　　他家境富足，父母对他要求非常严格。可除了要“成绩优秀”这一结果外，似乎也没有其他太多关心。 　　当然，仅凭和文成业妈妈一席电话，就做出这些推断， 显然不够客观。 　　可在文成业身上，林晚星确实无法感受到，他是在充满爱意家庭成长起来的。 　　中午， 林晚星特地回家里吃饭。同时试探着， 把钱老师的建议告诉给学生们， 想听听他们的看法。 　　没想到，餐桌上学生们反应强烈， 比听到陈卫东走还要生气。 　　“找文狗干什么？” 　　“老子就和条狗一起踢球，也不可能找他。” 　　“丫根本没人性，就是个畜生。” 　　他们边说边吵，当然， 反对文成业的主力军是秦敖。 　　其他学生确实也在跟着骂文狗，但多是嚷嚷两句，然后还会下意识看向付新书。 　　而付新书从头到尾都很安静，并没有像从前那样， 习惯性安抚其他队友。 　　到最后， 男生们发泄完， 都懒得再骂。 　　直到这时，付新书才发现，大家都在注意他的情绪。 　　他有些不自在地放下筷子，一只手摸了摸裤缝，缓缓说道：“找文成业也行，好像也没别人了……” 　　虽然他嘴上这么讲，可眉眼低垂，像在回避什么。 　　林晚星能很明显感觉到他和文成业之间的芥蒂。 　　于是，林晚星宽慰道：“别想太多啦，我们找文成业，人也不一定愿意来啊，上次不也是这样？而且他成绩很好，妈妈也很严格，家里的意思应该是全力主攻高考，所以我们还是先等钱老师那里的消息。然后你们也多找找自己的朋友吧。” 　　林晚星嘴上这么说，可她最寄望的，还是钱老师。 　　钱老师那里的消息回得很快，但反馈并不好。 　　他先是对着足球队原先的名单，把替补们都问了个遍，想让他们顶一下。 　　确实有学生愿意像陈卫东一样，偶尔来客串那么一两场，但说到随队训练，就没人乐意了。 　　按钱老师的说法，秋天是各大田径赛事高峰期，体育生都在努力冲自己的项目，没那么多时间兼项足球。 　　而且青超联赛到了小组赛，不是业余水平能胜任的，大家都知道自己几斤几两。 　　还有陈卫东的事情，体育生大家都认识，可能也和陈卫东一样，怕受伤。 　　最重要的是，他们自己的时间表经常会和青超联赛冲突，很难调整。 　　“你说嘛，调配一两个人给你凑凑比赛还行，真要一场场踢下来，我是真找不到愿意来的学生。”最后，钱老师这么无奈地说道。 　　林晚星站在体育组办公室里，正是课间，对面教室学生来来往往。 　　林晚星大致明白钱老师的意思。他所说的，也是陈卫东离开足球队的理由。 　　他们本就不是足球队员，现在要求他们为足球花费过多的时间和精力，确实强人所难。 　　对面教室里，老师分发试卷，学生们拿到属于自己的那份。 　　林晚星想，事到如今，她好像只能将希望放在学生们身上。希望他们在这个学校，还能有点什么别的好兄弟？ 　　林晚星没想到，她给学生们布置了这个任务，被唯恐天下不乱的学生们，当做宏景八中足球队招新的大好机会。 　　第一张海报，被贴到了体育器材室大门上。 　　赭红色门板，墨绿的海报纸，黑色毛笔字极其大胆飘逸 　　《宏景八中足球队招新通知》 　　为响应党中央号召，更好普及校园足球运动，现宏景八中足球队招募新球员。球员将由名师指导，享受超一流教育，感受英超顶级教练魅力。 　　虚位以待，机不可失，时不再来。 　　如有兴趣，请至宏景八中体育器材室林晚星老师处报名。 　　联系电话：189123098xx 　　林晚星从钱老师办公室回到自己的小仓库，一眼就看到器材室大门上贴着这么一张大海报。 　　男生们现学现卖，海报明显照抄秦敖收到卷烟里的文字。 　　右下角还画着个扎着麻雀尾巴的女孩，鬓发上别着发夹。 　　林晚星看了半天，摸了摸自己头上的发夹。 　　这个抽象简笔画的女生，好像是她？ 　　她总算知道男生们中午背着她鬼鬼祟祟，究竟在谋划些什么了。 　　她盯着那个海报上的简笔画女孩一阵头大，用手机拍了张照片，把上面“感受英超顶级教练魅力”用截图画笔圈起来，将之发送给王法。 　　很快，王法回了张愣住的小猫表情，小猫脑门上有个问号。 　　“这个点他们在训练吧，帮我问下崽子们，这里面怎么还有我的事儿？”林晚星边气边笑，发了条语音给他。 　　不一会儿，微信那头唰唰回复了三条语音。 　　“足球队的事情，你不得负起责任来？”秦敖说。 　　“对啊老师，你先过一遍人能不能行，你不是那个学什么学的吗？”俞明说。 　　“心理学，傻逼！”祁亮无语。 　　“反正来人你就登记一下，不碍事，我们准备周六下午招新，你通知来的人就行！” 　　男生们的行动力惊人。 　　林晚星下午有空的时候，在学校里逛了一圈。 　　按照学生们的时间表，他们每天休息时间就那么点点。可在有限的时间里，他们做了无限的贴海报工作！ 　　体育器材室、学校食堂宣传栏、教学楼公告栏……都有足球队招新海报出现。 　　甚至拿下午茶的时候，林晚星也在学校后门大家定点取外卖栏杆处，发现了一张巨幅绿色海报。 　　为此，林晚星不仅遭受了取外卖同学的围观，还被后勤的老师找上门，数落了一顿。 　　总之，在男生们的努力之下。 　　10月x日下午13：00整，宏景八中足球队在宏景市五川路体育场，准时举行了建队以来第一届纳新大会。 　　对足球有兴趣的男生不少，所以周六下午纳新大会，也不至于没人来。 　　林晚星登记的名单上就有7个，包括那天他们在食堂门口遇到的罕见中超小球迷。 　　男生们还拉了健身房认识的兄弟，括弧包括小孙教练，总计11人，恰好凑支足球队。 　　林晚星只管通知登记的学生到场，没干涉他们自己设计纳新大会流程。 　　等她来到球场时，人已经来得差不多了。 　　学生们组织的阵仗看上去不小。 　　地上有一网袋足球和标志杆、标志桶，草地上画着标准体能测试的线条。 　　试训者看上去人良莠不齐，年龄跨度非常大。 　　林晚星到场后，在旁边围观了一会儿，就被秦敖赶走。 　　她只能跑上看台，坐在王法身边。 　　球门前，秦敖举着个不知道从哪里搞来的扩音喇叭，非常一本正经地让来“试训（？）”的选手们，在球门前列队。 　　“同志们、兄弟们，大家下午好！”秦敖吼了一嗓子。 　　林晚星坐在看台上，手里刚开了包“乖乖脆果”，被吓得差点洒了一半。 　　祁亮站在人群外，翻了个白眼。 　　秦敖不以为意，继续喊道：“首先，非常感谢大家来到这里！然后，你们不要以为来到这里，就能进入我们优秀的足球队了！入队要通过严格的考核，容不得半点虚假！” 　　“考什么？” 　　“啊，还要考核吗？” 　　来凑人头的试训选手们顿时嗷嗷叫起来，很不理解。 　　“不考核，你能轻易享受到英超顶级教练的指导？”秦敖遥遥指着看台上的王法，这么喊道，“这种足球课，怎么也得500一节吧！” 　　林晚星把“乖乖脆果”递给用手遮住阳光的王法，凑近了问：“500？” 　　“收小林老师的一直都是优惠价。”他们忽然贴得有些近，王法瞳色很浅，从她手里轻轻抓了把脆果。 　　林晚星觉得脸有点热：“他们怎么和你说的？” 　　“什么？” 　　“就拿着你的名号出去‘招摇撞骗’？” 　　你还同意了…… 　　林晚星把后半句话吞进肚子里。 　　“说实话，算招摇撞骗？”王法反问。 　　林晚星愣了下，下意识点了点头。 　　“当然，他们也做了一些交换。”王法补充。 　　林晚星：“什么交换？” 　　“显然不能告诉小林老师。”王法说。 　　他轻快地嚼着膨化食品，空气里有奶油的香气、 　　林晚星决定克制好奇，憋死卖关子的，于是她换了个话题：“这个招新考核，他们来问过你吗？” 　　球场上，秦敖刚宣布考核第一项：3000米跑！ 　　“3000米？” 　　“疯了吗？” 　　球场上的新人们嚷嚷起来，个个都目光震惊。 　　“问过。”王法说。 　　“你讲了什么？”林晚星收回放到球场上的小耳朵，转头问王法。 　　“我说都行。”王法说。 　　林晚星很不可思议。 　　同样觉得秦敖乱来的，还有球场上来参加“试训”的新人们。 　　“3000米也太多了吧？”脾气好的这么说。 　　“跑不动啊大哥。”有人无奈。 　　“周六让我们跑3000你是不是有病。”脾气差的直接骂了起来。 　　“3000米跑这也坚持不下来，怎么能成为我们光荣足球队一员？！” 　　“那我不跑行了吧？” 　　“得，您一个人玩吧。 　　新人们立刻作鸟兽散状，也确实真走了2个。 　　秦敖立刻急了，他左顾右盼，收到祁亮的一句“傻逼。” 　　“这样吧，就2000米，操场跑五圈。” 　　没人停步。 　　“1600米，四圈！” 　　“1500！”不能再少了。 　　最后底线不断降低，留下的8个，勉强开始漫长的跑圈。 　　其中就包括小孙教练，他今天换了件荧光粉背心，是前来试训选手里比较积极的那位。 　　林晚星往旁边靠了靠，低声问：“为什么小孙教练也在啊，我们青超联赛可以用非本校学生参赛了吗？” 　　“应该不可以。”王法说。 　　“啊？”那怎么办？ 　　“托。”王法嚼着乖乖脆果说，“和我们一个性质。” 　　林晚星震惊。 　　球场上，包括小孙教练在内，其实只有3名选手，看上去有体育底子，在认真跑步。 　　其他剩下的，不是散步，就是细胳膊细腿的，一看就是来凑数的。 　　他们愿意跟着跑圈，与其说是出于对足球本身的喜爱，更多是碍于“来都来了”的情面。 　　难怪需要个“托”来带动全场…… 　　1500米跑完，林晚星不用看时间都知道，这里没人合格。 　　真要矮子里拔将军，有位体型偏瘦、皮肤黝黑的男生，和另一位听说是铅球运动员出身的男孩，勉强符合标准。 　　但实际上，他们哪有资格挑人，求着别人来还差不多。 　　秦敖一开始嚷着要“高标准、严要求”。现在， 　　他装模作样按了按秒表，登记了下1500米成绩，就睁一只眼闭一只眼，开始了下一项测试。 　　下一项和足球相关的。 　　球场上摆着专业的足球训练杆，测试项目为“绕杆跑”。 　　其实这些标志杆学生们用得也不多，现在拿出来，主要是为了撑场面。 　　理想与现实的差距，在绕杆跑这项上显露无疑。 　　在林晚星看来，原先她认为还不错的那两位男生，都对足球一窍不通。 　　人、球亲和度，不是一朝一夕能培养起来的。 　　大部分学生们把球带了两步，就远远脱离脚下，更别说还要控制好速度力度，绕过标志杆。 　　当然也有脚下技术看上去还凑合的，但年龄上怎么都不算高中生了。 　　秦敖有时会忍不住嚷嚷几句，说他们技术差，立刻被新人怼：“不是说免费授课吗，我要那么会踢，来你这干嘛？” 　　自己挖的坑自己跳，秦敖同学哑口无言。 　　有位身材健壮的胖男孩，还被杆子绊倒，结结实实摔了一大跤。 　　绕杆跑到最后，可以用鸡飞狗跳来形容，大家感觉比跑完1500米还累。 　　付新书上看台，来拿矿泉水，给入队测试的朋友们喝。 　　“你们认识的那些朋友，是哪里找来的？”林晚星悄声问道。 　　“我们也不认识其他人，就之前踢球认识的两个大哥今天愿意来。”付新书有些尴尬。 　　“几岁啊？” 　　“好像是上班的。” 　　“那位呢？”林晚星指着刚跑完1500米，正站在阳光下擦汗的那位男生问，那是她刚认为还勉强符合体能标准的一员。 　　“他是我们认识那个废品回收站的小工，秦敖觉得他体格还不错，就骗来了……” 　　“骗”字就很精髓，林晚星忍不住提醒：“非本校学生，应该不能参赛吧？” 　　“我们找不到别人了。”付新书无奈地说，“就想实在不行，凑个人头。” 　　“欸。”林晚星也很无奈。 　　虽然测试准备得有模有样，但实际不过是草草收尾。 　　绕杆跑项目结束，人又跑了3个，现在场上只剩下4人。 　　其中两位是年长的上班族大哥，还有秦敖找来的小工同学，以及大家的好朋友小孙教练。 　　为了展示球队的专业性，秦敖最后想让4人和他们一起随队训练。 　　学生们本意是想让大家感受下训练，想着来都来了，也可以提前融入。 　　但比起3000米跑或绕杆测试，王法制定的每日体能训练，就吓人的多了。 　　男生们每天那么练，早就没感觉了。 　　其他人可受不了。 　　两位上班族大哥跟着跑了两个项目，直接躺在了地上。 　　“你们太变态，每天要做这些项目吗？”两位上班族大哥说什么也不肯起来了。 　　“真的不了，累死了……”小工同学也说什么都不动了。 　　就连小孙教练…… 　　小孙教练也弓着背，双手撑住大腿，疯狂喘粗气。 　　“你们放心，现在不行没关系，加入我们，经过完整系统训练，说不定就可以了！”秦敖跑跳了两下，给其他人展示他完美的体能。 　　“对的，我们还有直升永川恒大专业队的渠道！我们教练有关系！”陈江河跟着帮腔，活像那位他遇到过的足球经纪人骗子。 　　祁亮连翻白眼都懒，他看了看傍晚暗下的天色，觉得这帮人已经彻底没救。 　　学生们说着，试图提溜4人进行剩下的测试。 　　两位上班大哥立刻找借口，说女朋友催回家吃饭，跑了。 　　小孙教练：“我想起来，有个单子要签！” 　　小工同志：“我兄弟喊我去开黑了，对不住，先走了。” 　　说完，所有人跑得一个不剩。 　　“你TM一个青铜，开黑个鬼啊！”林鹿对着小工同志飞也似逃跑的背影，痛骂道。 　　夕阳西下，看台投下巨大阴影。 　　人群散去，热闹归为平静。男生们沉默完成了剩下的训练，最后坐回看台。 　　王法从头到尾，都没发表什么意见。 　　林晚星在一旁默默喝水。 　　“我要不给他们发条短信，明天早上九点见。”秦敖给自己灌了瓶水，终于开口，很颓丧地说了那么一句。 　　“会有人来吗？” 　　“来也就能去踢，踢了还得不被组委会发现他们年龄学校不符？”祁亮冷笑。 　　“那怎么办，难道我们阿猫阿狗都收吗？”秦敖很不确定，声音都弱了起来。 　　男生们最后求助似地看向王法。 　　付新书：“教练觉得呢？” 　　王法回答倒是一如既往：“都行。” 　　“嗷……” 　　“唔……” 　　听了王法的话，男生们一齐发出闷闷的语气词。 　　“他们上场也是添乱，还不如我们10个踢11个。”陈江河倒是一如既往的冷酷。 　　“陈卫东不是说，实在不行，他还是可以来吗？” 　　“还去求他？”祁亮呵了一声。 　　颓然而沉寂的看台上，不知道是谁，低低开口：“要不，还是去找找文成业？”
Chapter 77 Naxin Lin Wanxing's understanding of Wen Chengye was limited to her observations during the three days of the invigilation.　　If you have to count, before and after the first assembly of the football team, she also had a general understanding of Wen Chengye and his family.　　Wen Chengye has a cold and withdrawn personality, and has a bad relationship with other classmates, among all the students in the football team, the only one he is slightly close to is Qi Liang.　　His family was wealthy, and his parents were very strict with him. But apart from the result of "excellent grades", there doesn't seem to be much other concern.　　Of course, making these inferences just on the phone with Wen Chengye's mother is obviously not objective enough.　　But in Wen Chengye, Lin Wanxing really couldn't feel that he grew up in a loving family.　　At noon, Lin Wanxing went home for dinner. At the same time, I tried to tell the students Mr. Qian's suggestion and wanted to hear their opinions.　　Unexpectedly, the students at the table reacted strongly, and they were even more angry than hearing Chen Weidong leave.　　"What are you looking for?" 　　"Lao Tzu just plays football with a dog, and it is impossible to find him." 　　"Ya is inhuman at all, just a brute." 　　They quarreled as they spoke, and of course, the main force against Wen Chengye was Qin Ao.　　The other students were indeed scolding Wengou, but most of them shouted two sentences, and then subconsciously looked at Fu Xinshu.　　And Fu Xinshu was quiet from beginning to end, and did not habitually comfort other teammates as before.　　In the end, after the boys finished venting, they didn't bother to scold again.　　It was only at this time that Fu Xinshu found out that everyone was paying attention to his emotions.　　He put down his chopsticks a little uncomfortably, touched the seam of his pants with one hand, and said slowly: "It's okay to find Wen Chengye, it seems that there is no one else...... 　　Although he said so, his eyebrows and eyes were lowered, as if he was avoiding something.　　Lin Wanxing could clearly feel the mustard between him and Wen Chengye.　　So, Lin Wanxing said with relief: "Don't think too much, we are looking for Wen Chengye, and people may not be willing to come, wasn't it the same last time?" And his grades are very good, his mother is also very strict, and the family should focus on the college entrance examination with all their might, so we still wait for the news from Mr. Qian first. Then look for more of your friends. Lin Wanxing said so, but what she hoped for the most was Teacher Qian.　　Mr. Qian's message came back quickly, but the feedback was not good.　　He first looked at the original list of the football team and asked all the substitutes to ask them to top it.　　It is true that some students are willing to be like Chen Weidong and occasionally come to make a cameo appearance in one or two games, but when it comes to training with the team, no one is happy.　　According to Mr. Qian, autumn is the peak period of major track and field events, and sports students are working hard to compete in their own projects, and they don't have so much time to do football.　　And the Youth Super League has reached the group stage, which is not competent at the amateur level, and everyone knows how many pounds and taels they have.　　There is also the matter of Chen Weidong, everyone knows about sports students, and they may be the same as Chen Weidong, afraid of injury.　　On top of that, their own timetable often clashes with the Youth Super League and is difficult to adjust.　　"You say, it's okay to deploy one or two people for you to make up the game, but if you really want to kick it off one by one, I really can't find a student who is willing to come." In the end, Mr. Qian said helplessly.　　Lin Wanxing stood in the office of the physical education group, it was recess, and students in the opposite classroom came and went.　　Lin Wanxing roughly understood what Teacher Qian meant. What he said is also the reason why Chen Weidong left the football team.　　They are not football players in the first place, and it is really difficult to ask them to spend too much time and energy on football.　　In the classroom opposite, the teacher handed out the test papers, and the students got their share.　　Lin Wanxing thought that so far, it seems that she can only put her hope on the students. I hope they can have some other good brothers in this school?　　Lin Wanxing didn't expect that she assigned this task to the students, and the students who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic were regarded as a great opportunity for the football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School to recruit new students.　　The first poster was pasted on the door of the sports equipment room.　　Ochre red door panel, dark green poster, black calligraphy is extremely bold and elegant "Hongjing No. 8 Middle School Football Team Recruitment Notice" In response to the call of the Party Central Committee to better popularize campus football, the football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School is now recruiting new players. Players will be guided by famous teachers, enjoy a first-class education, and feel the charm of the Premier League's top coaches.　　The time will never be lost.　　If you are interested, please go to the sports equipment room of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School to register with Ms. Lin Wanxing.　　Contact number: 189123098xx Lin Wanxing returned to his small warehouse from Mr. Qian's office, and saw such a large poster on the door of the equipment room at a glance.　　The boys are now learning and selling, and the poster is obviously a copy of the words in the cigarettes that Qin Ao received.　　In the lower right corner is a girl with a sparrow's tail and a hairpin pinned to her sideburns.　　Lin Wanxing watched it for a long time and touched the hairpin on her head.　　This abstract stick figure girl, it seems to be her?　　She finally knew what the boys were planning to sneak around on her back at noon.　　She stared at the stick figure girl on the poster for a while, took a photo with her mobile phone, circled the "feel the charm of the Premier League's top coach" with a screenshot paintbrush, and sent it to Wang Fa.　　Soon, Wang Fa replied to the stunned kitten's expression, and there was a question mark on the kitten's head.　　"They're training at this point, help me ask the cubs, why is there anything about me here?" Lin Wanxing laughed angrily and sent him a voice message.　　After a while, the other end of WeChat replied with three voices.　　"You can't take responsibility for the football team?" Qin Ao said.　　"That's right, teacher, can you go through it first, aren't you the one who learned something?" Yu Ming said.　　"Psychology, stupid!" Qi Liang was speechless.　　"Anyway, you can register if you come, don't get in the way, we are going to recruit new people on Saturday afternoon, you just notify the people who come!" 　　The boys' ability to act is amazing.　　When Lin Wanxing was free in the afternoon, she walked around the school.　　According to the students' schedule, they have a little time off each day. But in a limited time, they did unlimited poster work!　　Sports equipment room, school cafeteria billboard, school building bulletin board...... There are new posters for football teams.　　Even when taking afternoon tea, Lin Wanxing also found a huge green poster at the railing at the back door of the school.　　For this reason, Lin Wanxing not only suffered from the onlookers of the classmates who took the takeaway, but was also approached by the logistics teacher and was beaten down.　　In short, with the efforts of the boys.　　At 13:00 p.m. on October x, the football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School held the first new conference since the establishment of the team at the Wuchuan Road Stadium in Hongjing City.　　There are a lot of boys who are interested in football, so there will be no one to attend the new conference on Saturday afternoon.　　Lin Wanxing registered 7 on the list, including the rare Super League fans they met at the door of the cafeteria that day.　　The boys also pulled the brothers they knew in the gym, and the brackets included Coach Xiao Sun, a total of 11 people, just to make up a football team.　　Lin Wanxing only notified the registered students to be present, and did not interfere with their own design of the new assembly process.　　By the time she got to the court, it was almost there.　　The battle organized by the students looks quite small.　　There is a mesh soccer ball on the ground, a marker pole, a marker bucket, and a line drawn on the grass for a standard physical fitness test.　　The tryouts look a mix of good and bad, with a very large age span.　　After Lin Wanxing arrived, she watched from the side for a while, and was driven away by Qin Ao.　　She could only run to the stands and sit next to Wang Fa.　　In front of the goal, Qin Ao held up a loudspeaker that he didn't know where to get, and asked him very seriously, "Trial (?)" The players are in front of the goal.　　"Comrades and brothers, good afternoon!" Qin Ao roared.　　Lin Wanxing sat in the stands, and just opened the bag of "obedient crispy fruit" in her hand, and was so frightened that she almost spilled half of it.　　Qi Liang stood outside the crowd and rolled his eyes.　　Qin Ao didn't care, and continued to shout: "First of all, thank you very much for coming here!" Then, don't think that if you come here, you will be in our excellent football team! To join the team, you must pass a strict assessment, and you can't tolerate any falsehood! "What to test?" 　　"Ah, do you still have to take an assessment?" 　　The trial contestants who came to make up for the head suddenly screamed, very incomprehensible.　　"Without assessment, you can easily enjoy the guidance of the Premier League's top coaches?" Qin Ao pointed to Wang Fa in the stands and shouted, "This kind of football class, how can you get 500 a lesson!" Lin Wanxing handed the "obedient crisp fruit" to Wang Fa, who covered the sun with his hand, and leaned closer and asked, "500?" "It has always been a preferential price for Mr. Kobayashi." They suddenly got a little closer, Wang Fa's pupils were very light, and he gently grabbed a handful of crisp fruit from her hand.　　Lin Wanxing felt that her face was a little hot: "What did they tell you?" "What?" 　　"Just take your name and go out to 'swagger'?" 　　You also agreed...... 　　Lin Wanxing swallowed the second half of the sentence into her stomach.　　"Honestly, is it a swagger?" Wang Fa asked rhetorically.　　Lin Wanxing was stunned for a moment, and nodded subconsciously.　　"Of course, they also made some exchanges." Wang Fa added.　　Lin Wanxing: "What exchange?" "Obviously, you can't tell Mr. Kobayashi." Wang Fa said.　　He chewed the puffed food briskly, and there was the aroma of cream in the air, Lin Wanxing decided to restrain her curiosity and suffocate the seller, so she changed the topic: "This recruitment assessment, have they asked you?" On the field, Qin Aogang announced the first item of assessment: 3000-meter run!　　"3000 meters?" 　　"Crazy?" 　　The newcomers on the pitch shouted, all of them staring at each other in shock.　　"Yes." Wang Fa said.　　"What did you say?" Lin Wanxing retracted the little ears that were placed on the court, turned his head and asked Wang Fa.　　"I can do it." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing is incredible.　　also felt that Qin Ao was messing around, and there were also newcomers who came up to the court to participate in the "trial".　　"3,000 meters is too much, isn't it?" Good-natured to say so.　　"I can't run, big brother." Someone is helpless.　　"Let's run 3000 on Saturday if you're sick." The bad temper scolded directly.　　"I can't hold on to the 3,000-meter run, how can I become a member of our glorious football team?!" 　　"Then I'm not going to run, am I?" 　　"Gotta play alone.　　The newcomers immediately scattered as birds and beasts, and indeed 2 really left.　　Qin Ao immediately became anxious, he looked left and right, and received Qi Liang's sentence "Stupid." "In this way, it's 2,000 meters and five laps of the playground." 　　No one stopped.　　"1600 meters, four laps!" 　　“1500！” It couldn't be less.　　In the end, the bottom line kept lowering, and the remaining 8 barely started a long lap.　　Among them is Coach Xiao Sun, who changed into a phosphor vest today, and is the more active one among the players who came to try out.　　Lin Wanxing leaned to the side and asked in a low voice: "Why is Coach Xiao Sun also there, can we use non-students from our school to participate in the Youth Super League?" "Probably not." Wang Fa said.　　"Huh?" So what to do?　　"Toh." Wang Fa chewed the obedient crispy fruit and said, "It's the same nature as us." Lin Wanxing was shocked.　　On the court, including Coach Xiao Sun, there are actually only 3 players, who seem to have a sports foundation and are running seriously.　　The rest are either walking, or thin arms and legs, and they are here to make up the numbers at a glance.　　They are willing to follow the circle, not so much out of love for football itself, but more because of the "come and come" feelings.　　No wonder it needs a "support" to drive the audience...... 　　After the 1500-meter run, Lin Wanxing didn't need to look at the time to know that no one here was qualified.　　There was a thin, dark-skinned boy, and another boy who was heard to be a shot put player, barely meeting the standard.　　But in fact, how can they be qualified to pick people, and it is almost the same to beg others to come.　　Qin Ao shouted at the beginning that he wanted "high standards and strict requirements". Now, he pretended to press the stopwatch, registered the next 1,500 meters, turned a blind eye and started the next test.　　The next item is related to football.　　There are professional soccer training poles on the pitch, and the test item is "running around the pole".　　In fact, these marker poles are not used much by the students, and now they are taken out, mainly to support the scene.　　The gap between the ideal and the reality is undoubtedly revealed in the running around the pole.　　In Lin Wanxing's opinion, the two boys she thought were good didn't know anything about football.　　The affinity between people and the ball cannot be cultivated overnight.　　Most of the students took the ball two steps away from their feet, not to mention controlling their speed and strength to get around the marker.　　Of course, there are some who seem to have okay foot skills, but they are not high school students in terms of age.　　Qin Ao sometimes couldn't help but shout a few words, saying that their skills were poor, and he was immediately scolded by the newcomer: "Didn't you say that it was free to teach, I want to be so good at kicking, why are you here?" The pit he dug himself jumped by himself, and Qin Ao was speechless.　　There was a fat boy with a sturdy body, and he tripped over a pole and fell hard.　　Running around the pole to the end can be described as a chicken, flying and dog jumping, and everyone feels more tired than running 1500 meters.　　Pay the new book to stand in the stand, come and get mineral water, and give it to the friends who joined the team to drink.　　"Where did you find those friends you know?" Lin Wanxing asked quietly.　　"We don't know anyone else, but the two big brothers we knew before were willing to come today." It's a little embarrassing to pay for the new book.　　"How old are you?" 　　"It looks like I'm at work." 　　"What about that one?" Lin Wanxing pointed to the boy who had just finished running 1,500 meters and was standing in the sun to wipe his sweat and asked, which she just thought was a member who barely met the physical fitness standards.　　"He is a small worker at the scrap recycling station that we know, Qin Ao thought he was in good shape, so he tricked him......" 　　The word "deception" is very quintessential, Lin Wanxing couldn't help but remind: "If you are not a student of this school, you shouldn't be able to participate in the competition, right?" "We can't find anyone else." Fu Xinshu said helplessly, "I just can't think of it, make a head." "Huh." Lin Wanxing was also very helpless.　　Although the test was well prepared, it was only a hasty finish.　　At the end of the pole running event, 3 more people have run, and now there are only 4 people left on the field.　　Two of them are the elder office workers, as well as the small worker classmates Qin Ao found, and everyone's good friend Coach Sun.　　In order to show the professionalism of the team, Qin Ao finally wanted 4 people to train with them with the team.　　The original intention of the students was to let everyone feel the training, thinking that they could also integrate in advance.　　But compared to the 3,000-meter run or pole winding test, the daily physical training formulated by Wang Fa is much more terrifying.　　The boys practice so much every day, and they don't feel it anymore.　　Others can't stand it.　　The two office worker brothers followed the two projects and lay directly on the ground.　　"Are you too perverted to do these projects every day?" The two office worker brothers said that they would not get up at all.　　"It's really not, I'm tired...... classmate Xiaogong also said that he didn't move.　　Even Coach Xiao Sun ...... 　　Coach Xiao Sun also hunched his back, supported his thighs with both hands, and panted wildly.　　"Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you can't do it now, join us, after a complete system training, maybe it's okay!" Qin Ao ran and jumped twice, showing the others his perfect physical fitness.　　"That's right, we still have a direct promotion channel to the Yongchuan Evergrande professional team! Our coach has a relationship! Chen Jianghe followed the gang, like the football agent scammer he had encountered.　　Qi Liang didn't even bother to roll his eyes, he looked at the dark sky in the evening, and felt that these people were completely helpless.　　The students said as they tried to lift the four for the rest of the test.　　The two eldest brothers at work immediately made excuses, saying that their girlfriends urged them to go home for dinner and ran away.　　Coach Xiao Sun: "I remember, there is a list to sign!" Comrade Xiaogong: "My brother shouted that I was going to open the black, I'm sorry, I'll go first." After saying that, everyone ran away.　　"You're a bronze, a black ghost!" Lin Lu scolded at the back of Comrade Xiaogong, who was also flying away.　　As the sun sets, the stands cast huge shadows.　　The crowd dispersed, and the bustle calmed down. The boys completed the rest of the training in silence and finally sat back in the stands.　　From beginning to end, Wang Fa did not express any opinion.　　Lin Wanxing drank water silently on the side.　　"I'm going to send them a text message, see you tomorrow morning at nine o'clock." Qin Ao poured himself a bottle of water, and finally spoke, saying that very dejectedly.　　"Will anyone come?" 　　"You can come and play, and if you do, you have to be found by the organizing committee that their age and school do not match?" Qi Liang sneered.　　"Then what should I do, do we accept all cats and dogs?" Qin Ao was very unsure, and his voice became weaker.　　The boys finally looked at Wang Fa as if asking for help.　　Fu Xinshu: "What does the coach think? Wang Fa replied as always: "All right." "Whew......" 　　"Hmm......" 　　Listening to Wang Fa's words, the boys let out a sullen tone in unison.　　"They're also making a mess when they come on the pitch, it's not as good as us playing 11 out of 10." Chen Jianghe was as cold as ever.　　"Didn't Chen Weidong say that it really can't be done, can he still come?" 　　"Still begging him?" Qi Liang sighed.　　In the gloomy and silent stands, I don't know who it is, and I said in a low voice: "Or, let's go find Wen Chengye?" ”

第78章 在意 　　提议者当场被“暴打”一顿。 　　可等到第2天早上， 约定训练集合时间到来，昨天的“新人们”一个没来。 　　学生们心知肚明，虽然很不乐意， 但他们确实得去找文狗“试一试”了。 　　林晚星以为， 他们会直接去文成业班里问：你要不要来我们足球队踢球？ 　　可她没想到，这帮崽子比她想象得怂多了。 　　高三（1）班学生是学校里冲击985、211的主力军，学习气氛浓厚，很容易让人有格格不入感。也是因为这个，男生们不愿意直接去班上找人。 　　“我走到他们班级门口就憋得慌，喘不过气来。” 　　林鹿这样对林晚星说。 　　林晚星：“要不放学以后， 校门口堵他？” 　　男生们：“不急，先制定下方案。” 　　男生们请了半天假，观察文成业的每日路线， 准备找机会拿下他。 　　于是， 大概名为“文成业捕捉方案”的行动计划， 正式展开。 　　文成业由家里的私家车接送。 　　每天早上7：00左右，一辆黑色小轿车会准时把他放在校门口附近。 　　下车后， 文成业直接步入教室，正好能赶上7：10分开始的早自习。 　　学校12：30下课，文成业不去校外，会拿着饭卡乖乖去食堂打饭， 和所有模板里的好学生一样。 　　半小时午饭，文成业13：00左右回到教室，午休半小时，下午的课程13：30开始。 　　而文成业在教室里的具体情况……上课听讲， 低头做题， 和班级里其他人没半点区别。 　　“我他妈总觉得这小子在装逼， 但我说不出为什么。” 　　“确实装逼，文狗什么时候是这种人了？” 　　“就怪，就装。” 　　学校体育器材仓库里。 　　行动暂告段落，学生们开始总结大会。 　　林晚星边听他们吵吵，边吃零食。 　　听到俞明最后那句话时，林晚星正咬着根pocky：“怪……是什么意思？” 　　她问。 　　“啧！就……是怪啊！”秦敖说。 　　“感觉像个幽灵。” 　　“冒着寒气，飘啊飘的！” 　　林晚星被男生们的创意词汇搞糊涂了，想到监考三天，文成业的表现，她问：“以前文成业不是这样的吗？” 　　“以前也这样！”秦敖过来，很自然地抽了根她手里的零食。 　　“哦……” 　　“但他以前就是高高在上，讲话纯装逼，很烦人。现在和以前还是不一样的。”俞明说着，也来抽了根pocky。 　　“那么，现在具体哪里不一样呢？”林晚星问。 　　她此言一出，男生们都表情复杂。 　　他们用各种小动作，抽光了她的抹茶味pocky，边嚼边思考，可又支支吾吾的，想说说不上来。 　　“他以前会说鬼话，现在话都不会说了。”祁亮说。 　　“反正他变了。”郑飞扬说。 　　“我就是想问他什么时候变了，具体哪里变了？”林晚星觉得自己的语文教育，可能还得继续深入加强。 　　“从……从他考上一班开始。”平素沉默寡言的智会同学，忽然开口。 　　林晚星看了过去：“他以前不是一班的吗？” 　　“以前就是个烂人，不知道为什么成绩突然变好了。然后他去了一班，也跟我们分开了。”林鹿说。 　　林晚星吸了吸手指，心中有个很奇怪的答案。 　　“意思是，是和你们在一起的时候成绩不好，离开你们就变好了？”林晚星问。 　　“老师，你是不是暗示，我们带坏了文成业？”俞明突然问。 　　“她这属于是明示了好吗？祁亮无语。 　　“老师你逻辑有问题，他是突然成绩好了，上了一班，才不和我们一路的。” 　　“也不是吧，好像是先那啥，不是因为……”郑飞扬说到这里，秦敖锤了他一记。 　　秦敖看了眼付新书，示意郑飞扬闭嘴。 　　小仓库里顿时沉默，付新书又开始尴尬地用手擦着校服下摆。 　　林晚星把学生们的反应看在眼里，没再追问，而是笑道：“所以啊，你们观察这么久，准备什么时候去‘大发慈悲’宽恕文成业，允许他重新加入我们宏景八中足球队呢？” 　　就算再不愿意，男生们也知道，他们快把文成业拉屎撒尿的时间都登记造册，再写下去就要变成“文成公主”起居注了。 　　再不去找本人，真说不过去了。 　　因此，通过多边磋商（主要是互相推让）。 　　大家最后选择了最公平的抽签方式，由抽中的倒霉蛋去找文成业，那个人就是林鹿同学。 　　林鹿同学为人比较单纯善良，身先士卒，前往高三一班教室。 　　整个过程很快，基本就是林鹿直接走进文成业的教室，然后又直接走出来。 　　林晚星那时比较好奇，所以跟着学生们一起，整齐划一地躲在楼道转角处。 　　只见林鹿双手插袋，大咧咧进去，又昂首挺胸，大步走了出来。 　　“怎么样？”付新书有些紧张地问道。 　　“文狗放什么屁了？”这是秦敖。 　　“没有。”林鹿说。 　　“什么没有？” 　　“没放屁。” 　　“你是不是弱智，我当然不是问你他是不是真放屁了！”秦敖愣是弹了下林鹿的脑门。 　　“不是老大，我是说，他什么也没说。” 　　“什么也没说？”陈江河蹙眉。 　　“嗯，是啊。”林鹿理直气壮的。 　　“那你进去是干嘛的？”秦敖立刻拔高音量。 　　“我啊？我就进去拍了拍他肩说，‘文狗，要不要加入我们足球队，我带你飞啊’？”林鹿说。 　　“然后？” 　　“然后他什么也没说啊，就当我是空气。” 　　“然后你就走出来了？” 　　“是啊，难道我还要下跪求他吗？我不是这样的人，求他不是给兄弟们丢脸吗？”林鹿非常理直气壮。 　　林晚星听得乐不可支。 　　学生们立刻用警告的目光逮捕她。 　　“我下午有课，你们自己搞定啊。”林晚星做了个加油的手势，赶紧溜了。 　　等她忙完，已经三个小时过去。 　　学校下午的课都快上完，学生们却还没来汇报最新情况。 　　她先去后门定点外卖的栏杆边，拿了刚点的红茶玛奇朵。 　　栏杆上学生们贴的海报裂了一个大口子，在秋风中飘荡。 　　林晚星收回视线，吸着奶茶，在学校里“逛”了起来。 　　她先去操场检查了一遍大型器材，拍照记录情况，然后环视了下校园。 　　脑海中思考了下学校平面图，林晚星往心远楼走去。 　　正是上课时间，校园里非常安静。 　　林晚星在男生们习惯蹲点的教学楼间小花园和楼顶天台转了一圈，都没有看到他们的身影。 　　她上4楼，有个两栋教学楼间的连廊。 　　她找了个合适角度，站在连廊里吹风。 　　不远处正好是高三（1）班，位置很好，能看到教室后黑板上的板报，林晚星环视教室，却发现教室里有个位置空了，文成业并不在那里。 　　也就那么看了一会儿，林晚星突然被拍了拍肩。 　　“林老师？” 　　身后是严肃的中年女声，林晚星回头，看到了年级组长眉头微蹙，视线落在她手里的奶茶上。 　　“陆老师，您好。”林晚星也没法把奶茶藏起来，只能尴尬地打招呼。 　　陆老师显然匆匆而来，神情焦急：“我正好有事找你，你学生把文成业带哪去了？” 　　林晚星心中一震，随后反应过来。 　　“你学生”指的是足球队那帮崽子们。 　　“文成业不见了吗？”她站直身子。 　　“对，我们班学生说，刚才课间，你学生来把文成业叫走了，现在英语课，文成业人还没回来。” 　　校园静悄悄的，一阵长风吹过连廊。 　　教学楼下秋天的梧桐叶片渐次落下，沙沙声响起。 　　林晚星：“您别急，我现在就给他们打电话。” 　　“你赶紧把人给我找到，别弄出什么事来。” 　　林晚星连连点头，安抚了下陆老师。表示交给她来处理，陆老师却不放心，准备下楼去找保卫科的老师，一同寻找。 　　一手消息更快一些。 　　学生们汇报的位置，是学校正在新建的科技楼附近。 　　林晚星害怕保卫科先到，紧赶慢赶，跑过一条狭窄的墨绿色工地围栏。等跑到尽头时，场面豁然开朗。 　　此处是打群架的最理想场景。 　　夕阳西下，满地黄沙，一侧是坍圮的砖墙，更远处是拆到一半的老旧校舍。 　　文成业一人站在魔女色工地围栏前，面容冷傲，与其他男生遥遥相对。 　　而祁亮站在人群最前方，离文成业最近，像在和他交涉什么。 　　具体“交涉”内容，林晚星没有听见。 　　因为在她踏入巷道的那一刻，男生们停止一切交流，不约而同向她看来。 　　气氛剑拔弩张，黄沙在脚下打转，这场景很像什么日本暴力校园片。 　　唯一和那些剧目不同的是，无论是文成业或者足球队其他男生，他们校服齐整，脸上都没伤。 　　很明显，双方没动手。 　　林晚星提着地心放下一些。不过，男生们很明显不想让她省心，就在这时，秦敖扮演了校园片里的大哥大的角色。 　　他眉峰高挑，非常进入角色：“你来干什么？” 　　林晚星被他这么一问，方才焦急的情绪顿时重新冒了起来。 　　她脑补自己拽住秦敖的耳朵，开始rap“上课时间你们把人文成业领这里来你说我来干什么”的场景。 　　然后深呼吸，按捺住心中的火气，笑着指了指文成业：“文成业班主任说自己学生丢了，很着急，让我来找。” 　　文成业闻言，瞥了她一眼，双手插袋，转头就走。 　　这很明显是谈判破裂的信号。 　　其他男生们都不动声色，目送他离开。 　　林晚星站在巷口，文成业和她擦肩而过。 　　就在这时，林晚星伸手握住男生的手臂。 　　文成业浑身一凛，刀锋似的目光扫来。 　　林晚星很温和地说：“都逃课出来了，也不用那么着急回去。” 　　足球队男生们本来还在装酷，见此情形，瞬间目瞪口呆。他们每个人身体微微后倾，向她投来“你好勇”的目光。 　　“老师有什么事儿吗？” 　　“我们聊聊。”林晚星说。 　　“老师不让我回去上课，你和陆老师打过招呼了？”文成业问。 　　“你不是真想回去上课的乖学生，我也不是真怕上级的小老师。”林晚星说，“既然难得聚一下，不如再多聊两句，比如你可以讲讲，你为什么不想和大家一起踢球呢？” 　　文成业像听到什么不可思议的问题，他回头看了眼其他人，然后一字一句地说：“老师，我，不和废物一起踢球。” 　　此言一出，林晚星背后的小伙子们果然炸了。 　　“艹，找你是给你脸。” 　　“别给脸不要脸。” 　　“爷们堂堂正正打进的小组赛，你是什么废物东西轮得到你说话？” 　　崽子们顿时群情激奋。 　　文成业回头看着他们，目光满是不屑：“傻逼。” 　　秦敖立刻攥紧拳头：“嘴巴放干净点！” 　　见前队友的情绪被挑动。 　　文成业脸上有丝得意情绪，然后凤眼微垂，目光落下：“老师。” 　　“啊？”林晚星微抬头。 　　“松手。”文成业凑过来，又用很冷的声音说，“然后，管好你的狗。” 　　林晚星：“……” 　　在她身后，秦敖和其他男生像被点燃的木炭，劈啪作响。 　　“你他妈才是狗。” 　　“你连狗都不如纯畜生。” 　　林晚星几乎无法想象，刚才她不在的时候，男生要如何忍耐，才能不和文成业打起来。 　　林晚星松开了手，忽然意识到文成业想做什么：“你很想看他们生气啊？” 　　文成业停下脚步，投来冷漠一瞥。 　　“你跟他们出来，又不按时回去上课，话里话外刺激他们，是想看他们生气，然后激他们打你？” 　　她思考了下，继续说，“到时候总有老师找过来，看到你们打架，肯定会处罚他们吧。” 　　她语气既轻又缓，最后看了眼秦敖：“你再打架要被开除了吧？” 　　“这还用你说，老子当然知道文狗什么伎俩。”秦敖在后面嚷，“饶他一条狗命，他还狂！” 　　“卑鄙小人！”俞明也跟着自己老大喊。 　　文成业脸色沉了下来，但也没什么被揭穿心思的恼羞成怒感。 　　可能对他来说，这只是他临时兴起，想处理烦人前队友的行动。如果失败，也无所谓。 　　男生一把甩开她的手，径直往狭长走道另一端走去。 　　林晚星冲学生们挥挥手，表示自己要送文成业回教室。 　　她跟在他后面，迈着轻快的步伐，自顾自说道：“你的计划是这样的，可你没想到，我的那群‘狗狗’，哦不，同学们，他们和之前不太一样了，他们这次居然没冲你动手？你计划失败，所以只能放点狠话，对他们发泄情绪，骂他们两句，是不是这样呀？” 　　听到最后一句话时，文成业身体僵硬，可他不做回应，只是闷头走路。 　　就像祁亮说的一样，或许文成业以前会说鬼话，但现在已经习惯不说话了。 　　林晚星摸着下巴，跟着文成业越走越快：“我不太明白，像你这样的好孩子，不想踢球，直接拒绝就好了，为什么非得想着摆他们一道，骂他们两句呢？” 　　“老师。”文成业停下脚步。 　　“啊？”林晚星差点撞上他，她摸了下鼻子，很好奇地看着自己的学生，等待回答。 　　“你为什么觉得，我会愿意和一群废物一起踢球？” 　　男生的声音很冷，有种高高在上的残酷无情。 　　他面容冷酷料峭，狭长凤眼里冒着怒火。 　　望着学生的面容，林晚星笑了起来，恍然大悟道：“我知道了，原来你很在意他们啊？”
Chapter 78 Caring The proposer was "violently beaten" on the spot.　　But on the morning of the second day, the agreed training meeting time arrived, and none of yesterday's "newcomers" came.　　The students knew that although they were not happy, they did have to go to Wengou to "give it a try".　　Lin Wanxing thought that they would go directly to Wen Chengye's class and ask: Do you want to play in our football team?　　But she didn't expect that these cubs were much more cowardly than she imagined.　　The students in the third (1) class of high school are the main force in the school to hit 985 and 211, and the learning atmosphere is strong, which makes people feel out of place. It is also because of this that the boys are reluctant to go directly to the class to find someone.　　"When I walked to the door of their class, I was so panicked that I couldn't breathe." 　　Lin Lu said to Lin Wanxing.　　Lin Wanxing: "Why don't you block him at the school gate after school?" Boys: "Don't worry, make a plan first." The boys took half a day off to observe Wen Chengye's daily route, ready to find an opportunity to take him.　　As a result, the action plan, probably called the "Wenchengye Capture Program", was officially launched.　　Wen Chengye was picked up and dropped off by his family's private car.　　Every morning around 7:00 a.m., a black car would leave him near the school gate on time.　　After getting off the bus, Wen Chengye walked directly into the classroom, just in time for the morning self-study that started at 7:10.　　After school ends at 12:30, Wen Chengye does not go outside the school, he will obediently go to the cafeteria with his meal card to eat, just like all the good students in the template.　　Half an hour for lunch, Wen Chengye returned to the classroom around 13:00, took a half-hour lunch break, and the afternoon class started at 13:30.　　And the specific situation of Wen Chengye in the classroom...... Listen to lectures in class, bow your head and do questions, no different from the rest of the class.　　"I always fucking think this kid is pretending, but I can't say why." 　　"It's really pretending, when did Wengou become this kind of person?" 　　"It's weird, it's pretending." 　　In the school sports equipment warehouse.　　The action was put to an end and the students began to summarize the assembly.　　Lin Wanxing listened to their noise and ate snacks.　　When she heard Yu Ming's last words, Lin Wanxing was biting the root pocky: "Weird...... What is the meaning? She asked.　　"Tsk! Only...... It's weird! Qin Ao said.　　"It feels like a ghost." 　　"Braving the cold, floating, floating!" 　　Lin Wanxing was confused by the creative vocabulary of the boys, thinking of Wen Chengye's performance in the three days of invigilation, she asked: "Wasn't Wen Chengye like this before?" "It used to be like this!" Qin Ao came over and naturally smoked the snack in her hand.　　"Oh......" 　　"But he used to be on top of things, and his speech was purely pretended, which was very annoying. It's still not the same now as it was before. Yu Ming said, and also came to smoke a pocky.　　"So, what's different now?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　As soon as she said this, the boys all had mixed expressions.　　They used all kinds of small actions to drain her matcha-flavored pocky, and they thought about it while chewing, but they were so fragmented that they couldn't talk about it.　　"He used to talk nonsense, but now he can't speak." Qi Liang said.　　"He's changed anyway." Zheng Feiyang said.　　"I just want to ask when and where did he change?" Lin Wanxing feels that her language education may need to be further strengthened.　　"From ...... From the time he was admitted to the first class. The usually taciturn Zhihui classmate suddenly spoke.　　Lin Wanxing looked over: "Didn't he use the same class before?" "I used to be a bad person, and I don't know why my grades suddenly got better. Then he went to a shift and separated from us. Lin Lu said.　　Lin Wanxing sucked her fingers, and had a very strange answer in her heart.　　"Meaning, when I was with you, my grades were not good, and I got better without you?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Teacher, are you implying that we have brought Wen Chengye badly?" Yu Ming asked suddenly.　　"Is this a clear indication of her belonging? Qi Liang was speechless.　　"Teacher, you have a problem with logic, he suddenly got good grades, and he went to a class, so he didn't go all the way with us." 　　"It's not, it seems to be the first thing, not because of ......" Zheng Feiyang said this, Qin Ao hammered him.　　Qin Ao glanced at Fu Xinshu and motioned for Zheng Feiyang to shut up.　　There was a sudden silence in the small warehouse, and Fu Xinshu began to awkwardly rub the hem of his school uniform with his hand.　　Lin Wanxing saw the students' reactions, and didn't ask any more questions, but said with a smile: "So, you have been observing for so long, when are you going to 'show mercy' to forgive Wen Chengye and allow him to rejoin our football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School?" Even if they don't want to, the boys also know that they are about to register the time when Wen Chengye shit and pee, and if they write it down, they will become "Princess Wencheng".　　If you don't go to me again, you really can't talk about it.　　Therefore, through multilateral consultations (mainly mutual concessions).　　In the end, everyone chose the fairest way to draw lots, and the unlucky guy in the lottery went to find Wen Chengye, and that person was Lin Lu.　　Lin Lu is a relatively simple and kind person, and he took the lead and went to the classroom of the third class of high school.　　The whole process was very fast, basically Lin Lu walked directly into Wen Chengye's classroom, and then walked out directly.　　Lin Wanxing was more curious at that time, so she followed the students and hid neatly at the corner of the corridor.　　I saw Lin Lu with his hands in his pockets, went in with a big grin, and strode out with his head held high.　　"How?" Fu Xinshu asked a little nervously.　　"What did Wen Gou fart?" This is Qin Ao.　　"Nope.Lin Lu said.　　"What's not?" 　　"No fart." 　　"Are you mentally retarded, of course I'm not asking you if he really farted!" Qin Ao was stunned and flicked Lin Lu's head.　　"It's not the boss, I mean, he didn't say anything." 　　"Didn't say anything?" Chen Jianghe frowned.　　"yes." Lin Lu is right.　　"And what are you doing in there?" Qin Ao immediately raised his voice.　　"Me? I went in and patted him on the shoulder and said, 'Wengou, do you want to join our football team, I'll fly with you?'" Lin Lu said.　　"And then?" 　　"And then he didn't say anything, just like I was air." 　　"And then you walked out?" 　　"Yes, am I going to kneel down and beg him? I'm not such a person, isn't begging him to disgrace my brothers? "Lin Lu is very reasonable.　　Lin Wanxing was overjoyed to hear it.　　The students immediately arrested her with a warning look.　　"I have a class in the afternoon, you can do it yourself." Lin Wanxing made a cheering gesture and quickly slipped away.　　By the time she was done, three hours had passed.　　The afternoon school was almost finished, but the students had not yet come to report on the situation.　　She first went to the railing of the takeaway at the back door and took the black tea macchiato she had just ordered.　　The posters posted by the students on the railing cracked and fluttered in the autumn wind.　　Lin Wanxing retracted her gaze, smoked milk tea, and "strolled" around the school.　　She first went to the playground to inspect the large equipment, took photos to record the situation, and then looked around the campus.　　Thinking about the school floor plan in his mind, Lin Wanxing walked towards Xinyuan Building.　　It's class time and it's very quiet on campus.　　Lin Wanxing walked around the small garden and the roof of the teaching building where the boys used to squatting, but she didn't see them.　　She went up to the fourth floor, where there was a corridor between the two school buildings.　　She found a suitable angle and stood in the corridor to blow the wind.　　Not far away is the third (1) class of high school, the location is very good, you can see the board newspaper on the blackboard behind the classroom, Lin Wanxing looked around the classroom, but found that there was a vacant position in the classroom, and Wen Chengye was not there.　　After looking at it for a while, Lin Wanxing was suddenly patted on the shoulder.　　"Teacher Lin?" 　　Behind her was a serious middle-aged female voice, Lin Wanxing turned around and saw the grade leader frowning slightly, and her eyes fell on the milk tea in her hand.　　"Hello, Mr. Lu." Lin Wanxing couldn't hide the milk tea, so she could only say hello awkwardly.　　Teacher Lu obviously came in a hurry, looking anxious: "I happened to be looking for you for something, where did your student take Wen Chengye?" Lin Wanxing's heart was shocked, and then she reacted.　　"You students" refers to the boys on the soccer team.　　"Is Wen Chengye gone?" She straightened up.　　"Yes, the students in our class said, just now during the recess, your student came to call Wen Chengye away, and now in English class, Wen Chengye has not come back." 　　The campus was quiet, and a long wind blew through the corridors.　　The autumn sycamore leaves under the teaching building gradually fell, and the rustling sound sounded.　　Lin Wanxing: "Don't worry, I'll call them now." "You hurry up and find someone for me, don't make anything happen." 　　Lin Wanxing nodded again and again and comforted Teacher Xialu. said that it would be handed over to her to deal with, but Teacher Lu was not at ease, and was ready to go downstairs to find the teacher of the security department and look for it together.　　First-hand news is a little faster.　　The location of the students' report is near the school's new science and technology building.　　Lin Wanxing was afraid that the security department would arrive first, so she hurried slowly and ran through a narrow dark green construction site fence. When the run reached the end, the scene suddenly brightened.　　This is the ideal scenario for a group fight.　　As the sun sets, the ground is covered with yellow sand, with a crumbling brick wall on one side, and a half-demolished old school building in the distance.　　Wen Chengye stood alone in front of the fence of the witch-colored construction site, with a cold and arrogant face, facing the other boys.　　And Qi Liang stood at the front of the crowd, closest to Wen Chengye, as if he was negotiating something with him.　　Lin Wanxing did not hear the specific content of the "negotiation".　　Because the moment she stepped into the alleyway, the boys stopped all communication and looked at her in unison.　　The atmosphere is tense, and the yellow sand is swirling under your feet, this scene is very similar to a Japanese violent school movie.　　The only difference from those plays is that whether it is Wen Chengye or the other boys on the football team, their school uniforms are neat and their faces are not injured.　　It is clear that neither side has made a move.　　Lin Wanxing lifted the center of the earth and put down some. However, the boys obviously didn't want her to worry, and at this moment, Qin Ao played the role of the big brother in the campus film.　　He raised his eyebrows and was very into the role: "What are you doing here?" Lin Wanxing was asked by him, and her anxious mood suddenly resurfaced.　　She grabbed Qin Ao's ears and began to rap the scene of "What do you say I am doing when you bring the humanities here" during class time.　　Then he took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and pointed at Wen Chengye with a smile: "Wen Chengye's head teacher said that his student was lost, and he was in a hurry, so let me find it." Hearing this, Wen Chengye glanced at her, put his hands in his pockets, turned his head and left.　　This is a clear sign of a breakdown in negotiations.　　The other boys were silent and watched him leave.　　Lin Wanxing stood at the entrance of the alley, and Wen Chengye passed by her.　　At this moment, Lin Wanxing reached out and held the boy's arm.　　Wen Chengye was stunned, and his knife-like gaze swept over.　　Lin Wanxing said very gently: "I have skipped class, so I don't have to go back in such a hurry." The boys on the football team were still pretending to be cool, and when they saw this, they were instantly stunned.Each of them leaned back slightly, casting a "you are so brave" gaze at her.　　"Is there something wrong with the teacher?" 　　"Let's talk." Lin Wanxing said.　　"The teacher won't let me go back to class, have you said hello to Teacher Lu?" Wen Chengye asked.　　"You're not a good student who really wants to go back to class, and I'm not a little teacher who is really afraid of my superiors." Lin Wanxing said, "Since it's rare to get together, why don't you talk a little more, for example, you can talk about it, why don't you want to play football with everyone?" Wen Chengye seemed to hear some incredible question, he looked back at the others, and then said word by word: "Teacher, I, don't play football with waste." As soon as these words came out, the young men behind Lin Wanxing really exploded.　　"Damn, looking for you is giving you face." 　　"Don't be embarrassed." 　　"Gentlemen are in the group stage, what kind of shit are you that you have to speak?" 　　The cubs were immediately excited.　　Wen Chengye looked back at them, his eyes full of disdain: "Stupid." Qin Ao immediately clenched his fists: "Keep your mouth clean!" Seeing that the emotions of former teammates were stirred.　　Wen Chengye had a hint of smugness on his face, and then his phoenix eyes drooped slightly, and his gaze fell: "Teacher." "Huh?" Lin Wanxing raised her head slightly.　　"Let go." Wen Chengye leaned over and said in a very cold voice, "Then, take care of your dog." Lin Wanxing: "......" 　　Behind her, Qin Ao and the other boys crackled like lit charcoal.　　"You're a dog." 　　"You're not even a dog, you're not as good as a pure animal." 　　Lin Wanxing almost couldn't imagine how the boy had to endure when she wasn't there just now so that he wouldn't fight with Wen Chengye.　　Lin Wanxing let go of her hand, and suddenly realized what Wen Chengye wanted to do: "You really want to see them angry?" Wen Chengye stopped and cast a cold glance.　　"You go out with them, and you don't go back to class on time, and you stimulate them in and out of your words, do you want to see them get angry, and then provoke them to beat you?" 　　She thought for a moment and continued, "When the time comes, there will always be teachers coming over, and when they see you fighting, they will definitely punish them." Her tone was both soft and slow, and she finally glanced at Qin Ao: "You will be expelled if you fight again, right?" "You still need to say this, of course Lao Tzu knows what tricks Wengou does." Qin Ao shouted in the back, "Spare him a dog's life, he's still crazy!" "Despicable villain!" Yu Ming also shouted after his boss.　　Wen Chengye's face sank, but there was no annoyance and anger that was exposed.　　It may be that for him, it was just a temporary rise for him to deal with the actions of an annoying former teammate. If it fails, it doesn't matter.　　The boy shook off her hand and walked straight to the other end of the narrow aisle.　　Lin Wanxing waved at the students, indicating that she was going to send Wen Chengye back to the classroom.　　She followed him, with a brisk step, and said to herself: "Your plan is like this, but you didn't expect that my group of 'dogs', oh no, classmates, they are not the same as before, they didn't actually do anything to you this time?" Your plan failed, so you can only say some cruel words, vent your emotions to them, and scold them, isn't that so? When he heard the last sentence, Wen Chengye's body stiffened, but he didn't respond, just walked with his head bored.　　Just like Qi Liang said, maybe Wen Chengye used to talk nonsense, but now he is used to not talking.　　Lin Wanxing touched her chin and followed Wen Chengye faster and faster: "I don't really understand, a good boy like you doesn't want to play football, just refuse directly, why do you have to think about putting them together and scolding them?" "Teacher." Wen Chengye stopped.　　"Huh?" Lin Wanxing almost bumped into him, she touched her nose and looked at her student curiously, waiting for an answer.　　"Why do you think I'd be willing to play with a bunch of shit?" 　　The boy's voice was cold, and there was a kind of cruelty and ruthlessness from above.　　His face was grim, and his eyes were filled with anger.　　Looking at the students' faces, Lin Wanxing laughed and suddenly realized: "I know, it turns out that you care about them very much?" ”

第79章 试卷 　　文成业很生气， 林晚星确实是在故意激怒他。 　　不过作为老师的好处就在于，文成业不管多生气，也只能自己生闷气。 　　男生快步走回自己教室。 　　林晚星则去高三年级408教室， 汇报工作。 　　林晚星之前已经给文成业的班主任陆老师发了个消息， 说人找到了，稳住心急如焚的老师。 　　所以一见她，陆老师就问：“文成业回教室了？” 　　“回去了。” 　　“没打架吧？” 　　“没有。” 　　林晚星乖巧地站在陆老师办公桌前。 　　办公室里，小许老师在，林晚星意外发现，金子阳也在。 　　男老师冲她笑了下， 颔首致意。 　　林晚星也跟着点了点头。 　　“到底怎么一回事？” 　　陆老师严肃的声音响起，林晚星赶忙回头，解释了一下因为足球队缺人， 所以学生们希望文成业归队参赛的事情。 　　大办公室里其他老师都竖着耳朵。 　　陆老师听得眉头紧皱：“这不是胡闹吗？” 　　林晚星：“我们也没办法， 所以想问问文同学是不是愿意， 今天耽误他上课了。” 　　“小林老师你知道现在是什么时候吗？马上就要高考了，虽然说还有半年多的时间， 但每一分每一秒都至关重要，你让文成业这样的学生去踢球，这不是耽误学生吗？” 　　林晚星：“其实，主要还是看学生自己的意愿， 如果文成业愿意踢球，还是可以试试的。” 　　“那他愿意吗？”陆老师反问。 　　“呃……”林晚星语塞，“目前不愿意。” 　　“小林老师啊。”陆老师推了推沉沉的镜框，拉开抽屉， 从里面拿出一叠试卷。 　　林晚星发现， 那是学生们这次月考的卷子。 　　试卷按照课目整理好， 陆老师每份都夹了个回形针。 　　在试卷最上方，有一份学生成绩汇总的表格，以及每门考试的标准答案。 　　陆老师的工作，很认真细致。 　　“我本来打算今天晚点找你的，这次你们足球队成绩有很大进步，我都想夸你，没想到整了这么一出。”陆老师很遗憾地说。 　　“实在不好意思。”林晚星说。 　　她搬了张椅子，在陆老师办公桌前坐下。 　　陆老师是年级组长，所以这些目前不属于各班学生的卷子，最后都落到她手里。 　　林晚星翻看学生们的试卷。 　　先看成绩汇总表，正如陆老师所说，大家都比上次月考有了很大进步。 　　毕竟上次考试，男生们大多纯摆烂。 　　缺考、考试睡觉、只写名字、画乌龟的比比皆是。而现在，起码他们能把卷子都写完。 　　文科那几门课，学生们最近学习了各式各样的材料，虽然回答不一定对，但看到问题，总能分析几句。光是这点态度改变，就让各科老师愿意给他们多加几分。 　　英语要求语感，大家对语法之类的还是似懂非懂，但因为近来看了不少美剧和BBC种菜纪录片，相对的蒙题正确率，都有了那么一些提升。 　　而让林晚星非常惊讶的是，她发现包括秦敖在内的每个人，都把英语作文写完了。 　　虽然，有点文不对题……但能写就很好了。 　　而关于数学的部分，她的好友讲课喜欢讲体系，所以卷面上有很大一部分内容，男生们仍然不会。 　　可相关好友讲过的数列基础题部分，他们都回答出来了。 　　就这样，每门科目一点点小小的进步，累积起来，整体成绩就有了显著提升。 　　林晚星翻完试卷。 　　陆老师缓缓开口：“小林老师，今天呢，其实我没有批评你工作的意思。你能在短时间把这些孩子带成这样，还是有水平的。” 　　“我明白。” 　　“我理解你这种素质教育的思想，但是文成业啊，他不一样。他成绩太好了，去踢球实在很浪费。” 　　“这次月考，文成业成绩很好吗？”林晚星问。 　　陆老师没有说话，只是打开电脑里的文档，选中文成业的名字，让她自己看。 　　林晚星怔住了。 　　文成业总分615分，年级排名第53位，处在稳211冲985的分数线上。 　　林晚星继续看向文成业上次月考成绩，发现比这次更高，竟有655分之多。 　　“他成绩确实很好，但似乎有些不太稳定？” 　　心中有诸多不可思议的想法，林晚星略一迟疑，还是说了出口，“听说他以前不是一班的，后来分班考考上来的？” 　　陆老师：“是，文成业以前成绩是不好，但很多学生都这样，突然想努力学习了，成绩突飞猛进，因为基础不牢固，成绩波动也是正常的。” 　　接下来，陆老师或许认为她很关心文成业，所以讲了不少学生之前的情况。 　　年级办公室里，以前教过文成业的其他任课老师，也跟着一并补充。 　　诸位老师的致意思还是。以前足球队还组织活动的时候，文成业以前成绩确实不好，但后来不踢球了，成绩就在几个月内突飞猛进。 　　林晚星边听，边重新翻看他的翻月考试卷， 　　最后，林晚星指着文成业波动最明显的数学部分，说：“他数学不太稳定啊。” 　　“哦，他这次主要是粗心，数学题两道大题写反了位置，不然分数会更高。”陆老师这么说。 　　林晚星拿着试卷，回到她的小仓库。 　　推开门，发现足球队的小狗崽子们全部坐在里面。 　　室内昏暗，夕阳透过窗棱照下。 　　他们一个个耷拉着脑袋，神情中透着沮丧，看起来没什么精神。 　　想来，虽然大家面对文成业的时候都狂得要命，可私下里，还是会为足球队招不满人而充满忧虑。 　　看见她进门，秦敖“咳咳”两声，提醒众人。 　　倏忽间，学生们要不坐直身子，要不就突然对着空气打了两下拳，装出一幅元气满满的样子。 　　“老师你进门就进门，别不喘气啊！”秦敖第一个嚷嚷。 　　“我喘了，你们没听到而已。”林晚星回到自己的办公桌前，放下试卷，收拾东西，“今天怎么这么尊师重道，来接我下班吗？” 　　“因为文狗，耽误我们一天训练，不是特地等你啊！”秦敖翻了个白眼。 　　“哦，文狗比我重要。”林晚星说着，把保温杯和两袋零食塞进包里。 　　俞明同学坐在软垫上，第一个发现那叠卷子。 　　他睁大眼睛，满脸惊悚，扯了扯秦敖袖口，指着卷子。 　　秦敖：“干嘛，发病呢？” 　　他然后走过来，然后也同样石化，满脸惊恐。 　　越来越多的男生围过来。 　　“怎么了？”林晚星笑着摊开试卷。 　　男生们就像被□□炸到，夸张地集体捂住眼睛后撤。 　　“有话好好说，别发卷子。” 　　“这什么鬼东西！” 　　林晚星：“怎么了嘛，上次也没这么夸张啊？” 　　“上次随便答的，这次是认真写的。”陈江河说。 　　“因为认真写的，所以怕考不好？”林晚星问。 　　“对啊。” 　　“那不然呢？” 　　“我觉得你们考得不错啊。”林晚星很轻快地说。 　　直到看到自己的试卷前，学生们都不太相信她的这句话。 　　不过让林晚星没想到的是，等看到卷子，学生们对自己的成绩满意到了震惊的地步。 　　“我靠，他是不是乱批卷子，我凭什么能有这么高的分数？”郑飞扬问。 　　“这老师语文还能给我作文20分，我配20分？” 　　“我我英语作文也有分了，7分，老师怎么能给我7分？？” 　　他们凑在一起，吵吵嚷嚷。 　　小仓库的沉郁气氛一扫而空，男生们捧着卷子兴奋不已，恨不得在仓库里就听她讲题。 　　林晚星肚子饿得咕咕叫，让他们拿好自己的试卷，然后把他们集体赶出仓库。 　　自从学生们规律训练和学习生活以来，林晚星好像很久没有和他们一起下班了。 　　从学校往梧桐路17号走。 　　恰逢傍晚，秋日夕阳洒下橙红色温柔光芒。 　　路上车流如织，两旁商铺林立，卤肉店门口排起长队，羊肉汤和烧烤香味从店铺中各自飘出。 　　学生们折腾了一个下午也没有吃饭，被路上的香味一激，开始很居家地商量起家里有什么菜，以及还要买点什么别的菜。 　　聊起吃的，他们精神就更好了。 　　林晚星以为刚发下的试卷，还有对晚饭的憧憬，能让学生们暂时忘却烦忧。 　　可大家心里始终记挂着球队的事，不知不觉，话题又再度回到球队上面。 　　提起这个，秦敖又对“文老狗”恨得牙痒痒：“真就是个狗逼，软硬不吃油盐不进，还贱！” 　　“你也不是第一天认识他了。”付新书说。 　　“老大，他怎么就这么屌啊。”俞明跟在后面真心实意地感叹，“他今天真就单刀赴会，想neng死我们啊，甚至不怕我们打他，太狠了啊！” 　　“文狗人品是真的不行，就算他愿意来咱队，我也觉得他在使坏，要不还是算了。”林鹿边说，边推推祁亮。 　　“推我干什么，文狗是人渣啊，但我又是什么好东西？”祁亮双手抱头，百无聊赖地说。 　　“你就是对他念念不忘！”秦敖骂道。 　　“那怎么办，现找一个会踢球的，不如等天上掉馅饼。”祁亮慢悠悠地说。 　　“文老狗千万别被我捏到什么把柄。”秦敖更气了，“老子总有一天让他在地上爬！” 　　林晚星拍拍秦敖的肩笑道：“您息怒啊。” 　　“接下来怎么办？”陈江河的声音响起，很明显在问她。 　　“办法总比困难多嘛。”林晚星在路边看凉皮摊，“实在不行，也只能到时候比赛找陈卫东来。” 　　“老师你这实在不行我就不喜欢听。”郑飞扬嚷嚷，“丫都走了，那么多借口，我们再去求人家我真不乐意。” 　　“那找文成业你们就乐意了呀？”林晚星笑问道。 　　“老师，你好恶心啊！” 　　“可你们明明很在意文成业啊。”林晚星边笑，和 　　“你别说了！” 　　“想吐想吐！” 　　男生们纷纷哀嚎，让她闭嘴。 　　“哎，不懂你们男孩子。”林晚星在凉皮摊前被男生们拉走，走两步路，又看上了隔壁的牛肉馅饼。 　　“你们饿了吗？”她问。 　　“你要干嘛？”男生们问。 　　“大家也辛苦了，老师请客。”林晚星说着，想让老板称几个。 　　“7块钱一个的牛肉馅饼你疯了吗老师！”郑飞扬跑到摊位前，看到价目表，突然拔高音量。 　　林晚星：“啊？” 　　郑飞扬的话，把其他男生都引了过来。 　　一群人就这么围在老板的摊位前，开始数落她。 　　“你居然要吃7块钱的牛肉馅饼，太败家了吧？” 　　“一斤牛肉馅才多少钱？” 　　“对啊，你知道面粉多少钱一斤！” 　　“一人一个就得七十块。” 　　男生们站在牛肉馅饼摊前，开始算起账来。 　　“对啊，等下就去买菜，等我们回家给你烙去，别败家了女人。” 　　老板听得额头青筋直冒，这不是明显砸场子嘛。 　　“对不起啊，对不起啊。”林晚星赶忙立刻向老板道歉。并在老板发飙前，拉着骂骂咧咧的学生们赶紧跑。 　　学生们对于她这种明明可以自己做饭，还准备吃路边摊的行为表示极大愤慨。 　　从收垃圾赚钱到开始种菜，学生们的抠门劲儿愈演愈烈，基本到了锱铢必较的地步。 　　比方说，明明讲好了要烙饼，可等真正到了菜场男生们也没买牛肉馅。 　　因为菜场冷链价格不好，据说网购优惠券更便宜。 　　之前男生们都会制定菜谱，可今天的计划被文狗打乱，他们只能随便吃点。 　　根据菜价，男生们晚饭最终决定吃豆角焖面，听说这是最近网络上很火的做法，当然这和豆角以及猪肉便宜关系巨大。 　　他们拎着几袋菜回家，推开天台门，王法正坐在屋外喝饮料。 　　林晚星已经习惯了学生们忙活，她和王法两人等吃的场景。 　　所以她放下包，洗了手，拿了两袋零食，就坐在王法面前。 　　“饿了吗？”林晚星撕了袋奇多，递给他。 　　王法点了点头，顺手拎起茶壶，往她杯子里倒了半杯刚泡好的柠檬红茶：“今天怎么这么晚。” 　　林晚星端起茶杯，吹了吹热气，开始给王法讲起今天的神奇经历。 　　她从男生们的“文成公主”起居注，讲到文成业干脆拒绝林鹿。当故事进行到到“建筑工地前”那段，文成业想坑其他队员的剧情时，王法终于露出一丝惊讶神情。 　　“虽然目前想这些有点多余，但如果文成业真加入我们，你会觉得'这届更难带'吗？”林晚星问。 　　此时天台上的学生们正在各自忙活。 　　菜园的小葱涨势喜人，他们刚讨论完熬葱油的事情。现在大家间或互相骂上两句，吵吵嚷嚷。 　　王法抿了口茶，反问她：“小林老师有什么误解吗？” 　　“什么？”林晚星不懂。 　　王法笑问道：“你是觉得，我们现在的这些球员还算好带吗？” 　　“现在应该还是比之前好些吧？”林晚星有些不确定。 　　“还是你认为，我以前带过的球员他们都很乖，所以我会觉得一个‘刺头’球员难带？” 　　“呃？”林晚星望着他闲散的面容，露出困惑的神情。 　　“我最早也是球员，我们队里有些孩子被父母送来踢球，就是因为他们小时候有暴力倾向，家长们希望运动能释放他们多余的精力。”王法补充道，“当然，不是所有来踢球的学生都是这样，只是其中一种情况。” 　　“嗯。” 　　“后来我当了教练，虽然球队规章制度严格，但还是有不少人在街头厮混。有自控能力的，顶多是打架或用自己青年队球员的身份去泡妞。而管不好自己的，被打断腿或者吸毒最后断送职业生涯的也有。所以不用担心，文成业会给我带来什么困扰。”王法很平静地解释道。 　　林晚星忽然觉得自己确实想太多。 　　王法曾是踏足山巅的雄狮，在他漫长的半生里，必然驯化过诸多桀骜不驯的野兽。 　　和那些球员比起来，宏景八中的孩子们，确实只是能算刚刚断奶的小狗崽而已。 　　林晚星说：“我就是怕他们吵得你头疼。” 　　王法：“任何涉及到集体的东西，又有共同目标，都不可避免会吵架，那么难不难带只取决于一点。” 　　“什么？” 　　“球队成绩。”王法很坦白地说。 　　虽然言简意赅，但也是最好的总结。 　　林晚星想了下，确实是这样。 　　当队伍成绩好时，队员们都拧成一股绳，向着冠军冲击。可一旦成绩不好，就会开始互相责怪，逐渐分崩离析。 　　成绩和关系两者相辅相成，互相影响，这是最简单的道理。可或许也正因为此，使王法感到疲倦。 　　林晚星抿了口酸味渐重的柠檬红茶，没有再问下去。 　　文成业现在根本就不来踢球，他们很难继续讨论了。 　　男生们分工合作，手脚麻利，大半个钟头后，12人份的饭菜上桌。 　　就在这时，天台门开了。 　　铁门发出“吱呀”一声轻响，学生们都在各自忙碌，没有注意到来人。 　　一个穿着蓝色工作制服的小哥站在门框里。他头上戴着同色的头盔，手上拎着一个纸袋，环顾四周，神情茫然。 　　这身穿着实在太过显眼，就算他不转身，林晚星也知道小哥背后的衣服上写着“饿了么”几个大字。 　　“你点了外卖吗？”林晚星问王法。 　　王法摇头，指指学生们：“已经被警告过了。” 　　“你们谁点了外卖啊？”林晚星边喊，边去门边接小哥。 　　“是我们这的外卖吗，送给谁的？” 　　外卖小哥拿出袋子上的小票，因为爬了五楼，他气喘吁吁的，看了眼小票，然后说：“祁亮。” 　　“干嘛？”正在择豆角的祁亮听到有人叫自己名字，站起来下意识地道。 　　“你点外卖了吗？”林晚星问。 　　“什么外卖？”祁亮扔下豆角走来。 　　林晚星接过袋子，“饿了么”小哥直接走了。 　　“文记馅饼。”林晚星看着纸袋上的印刷字，觉得很离奇，“你点馅饼了？” 　　“什么鬼？”祁亮也难得不再慢悠悠的，有些不解地接过袋子。打开一看，里面还真是包得好好的馅饼。 　　“这么体贴老师吗，特地买给老师吃的吗？”林晚星震惊地问。 　　“不是我买的，我没买过。”祁亮一把扯住小票，气急败坏地说，“你别往自己脸上贴金，喂猪也不可能买给你吃。” 　　“酱紫凶？”林晚星露出受伤表情。 　　学生们听到这里动静，都围了过来，凑在一起看那张小票单子。 　　单子上写着“文记馅饼”的店名。 　　清单列表上，共豆沙、牛肉、桂花白糖、三鲜、韭菜鸡蛋、梅干菜扣肉六种口味。 　　每种口味各两个，加起来不多不少正好12个，和现在天台上的人数一致 　　看到最后，他们又核对一遍小票上的地址梧桐路17号，天台。 　　是这里。 　　看来这袋馅饼确实是有人特意给他们点的。 　　学生们也意识到这点，非常惊讶。 　　林晚星不由得看了眼王法。 　　王法走过来：“不是我，我向来蹭吃蹭喝，什么时候主动花钱过？” 　　好像也对。 　　林晚星又看向小票上的电话，“饿了么”小票上的电话是乱码，看不出端倪。 　　票据在学生们手里传了一圈，林晚星也看了一圈大家的表情。 　　他们每个人都一脸纳闷，很明显这袋馅饼不是他们中的任何一个点的。 　　祁亮终于有些抓狂：“这玩什么，真‘天上掉馅饼’吗？” 　　林晚星看着小票，上面没有任何关于购买人的线索。 　　唯一要说可疑的，大概就是备注那栏上的两个数字。 　　俞明也举手：“这个备注的19、 20 是什么意思？” 　　林晚星摇头。 　　但不知为何，一种熟悉的感觉浮现在林晚星心头。 　　“不会是……那个‘神秘人’吧？林鹿的声音响起。 　　他的眼睛睁得大大的，满脸兴奋。
Chapter 79 Exam Paper Wen Chengye was very angry, Lin Wanxing was indeed deliberately provoking him.　　However, the advantage of being a teacher is that no matter how angry Wen Chengye is, he can only sulk by himself.　　The boy walked briskly back to his classroom.　　Lin Wanxing went to classroom 408 of the third grade of high school to report to work.　　Lin Wanxing had already sent a message to Wen Chengye's homeroom teacher, Mr. Lu, saying that the person had been found and stabilized the anxious teacher.　　So as soon as he saw her, Teacher Lu asked, "Has Wen Chengye returned to the classroom?" "I'm back." 　　"Didn't fight?" 　　"Nope." 　　Lin Wanxing stood obediently at Teacher Lu's desk.　　In the office, Teacher Xiao Xu was there, and Lin Wanxing accidentally found that Jin Ziyang was also there.　　The male teacher smiled at her and bowed his head.　　Lin Wanxing also nodded.　　"What the hell is going on?" 　　Teacher Lu's serious voice sounded, and Lin Wanxing hurriedly turned around and explained that because the football team was short of people, the students hoped that Wen Chengye would return to the team to compete.　　The other teachers in the big office had their ears pricked up.　　Teacher Lu frowned when he heard this: "Isn't this nonsense?" Lin Wanxing: "We can't help it, so I want to ask if classmate Wen is willing, I delayed his class today." "Mr. Kobayashi, do you know what time it is? The college entrance examination is coming soon, although there is still more than half a year to go, but every minute and every second is crucial, you let a student like Wen Chengye play football, isn't this delaying the student? Lin Wanxing: "Actually, it mainly depends on the student's own wishes, if Wen Chengye is willing to play, he can still try." "Would he like to, then?" Teacher Lu asked rhetorically.　　"Uh......" Lin Wanxing said, "I don't want to at the moment." "Mr. Kobayashi." Teacher Lu pushed the heavy frame, opened the drawer, and took out a stack of test papers from inside.　　Lin Wanxing found that it was the student's paper for the monthly exam.　　The test papers were sorted out according to the curriculum, and Mr. Lu sandwiched a paper clip for each copy.　　At the top of the paper, there is a table summarizing the student's grades, as well as the standard answers for each exam.　　Mr. Lu's work is very serious and meticulous.　　"I was going to find you later today, but this time your football team has made great progress, I want to praise you, but I didn't expect it to be like this." Teacher Lu said regretfully.　　"I'm sorry." Lin Wanxing said.　　She moved a chair and sat down at Mr. Lu's desk.　　Teacher Lu is the head of the grade group, so these papers, which do not currently belong to the students in each class, ended up in her hands.　　Lin Wanxing looked through the students' test papers.　　Let's look at the summary table first, as Mr. Lu said, everyone has made great progress from the last monthly exam.　　After all, in the last exam, most of the boys were purely rotten.　　Absenteeism, sleeping on exams, writing only names, and drawing turtles abound. And now, at least they can finish the paper.　　In the liberal arts courses, students have recently learned a variety of materials, and although the answers are not necessarily correct, they can always analyze a few sentences when they see a problem. This change in attitude alone makes the teachers of each subject willing to give them a few more points.　　English requires a sense of language, and everyone still seems to understand grammar and the like, but because I have watched a lot of American dramas and BBC vegetable documentaries recently, the relative accuracy of the questions has been improved.　　What surprised Lin Wanxing very much was that she found that everyone, including Qin Ao, had finished writing the English essay.　　Although, it's a bit off-topic...... But it's nice to be able to write.　　As for the math part, her friends like to talk about the system in their lectures, so there is a large part of the content on the paper, and the boys still don't know it.　　But they have all answered the basic questions of the number series that the relevant friends have talked about.　　In this way, a little bit of progress in each subject accumulated, and the overall score has been significantly improved.　　Lin Wanxing finished the test paper.　　Teacher Lu slowly spoke: "Teacher Xiaolin, today, in fact, I don't mean to criticize your work. You can bring these children like this in a short period of time, there is still a level. "I understand." 　　"I understand your idea of quality education, but Wen Chengye, he is different. He's done so well that it's a waste to play. "In this monthly exam, did Wen Chengye do well?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　Teacher Lu didn't speak, just opened the document in the computer, chose the name of the Chinese industry, and let her read it for herself.　　Lin Wanxing was stunned.　　Wen Chengye scored a total of 615 points, ranking 53rd in his grade, and was on the score line of 211 to 985.　　Lin Wanxing continued to look at Wen Chengye's results in the last monthly exam, and found that it was higher than this time, with as many as 655 points.　　"He's doing really well, but he seems to be a little inconsistent?" 　　There were many incredible thoughts in her heart, Lin Wanxing hesitated slightly, but still said, "I heard that he was not in the first class before, and he was admitted in the class examination later?" Teacher Lu: "Yes, Wen Chengye's grades were not good before, but many students are like this, and they suddenly want to study hard, and their grades are improving by leaps and bounds, because the foundation is not solid, and it is normal for grades to fluctuate." Next, Teacher Lu may think that she cares about Wen Chengye very much, so she talked about the previous situation of many students.　　In the grade office, other teachers who had taught Wen Chengye before also added to it.　　The teacher's greetings are still true. In the past, when the football team was still organizing activities, Wen Chengye's performance was really bad before, but then he stopped playing, and his results improved by leaps and bounds within a few months.　　Lin Wanxing listened while looking at his moon-turning exam paper again, Finally, Lin Wanxing pointed to the most obvious fluctuation of Wen Chengye's mathematics part and said, "His mathematics is not very stable." "Oh, he was mainly careless this time, and the two big math questions were written in opposite positions, otherwise the score would have been higher." Teacher Lu said so.　　Lin Wanxing took the test paper and returned to her small warehouse.　　Pushing open the door, I find the puppies of the football team all sitting inside.　　The room was dim, and the setting sun shone through the windows.　　One by one, they drooped their heads, their expressions full of frustration, and they didn't seem to have much energy.　　Come to think of it, although everyone is crazy when facing Wen Chengye, in private, they are still full of worries about the football team's dissatisfaction.　　Seeing her enter the door, Qin Ao "coughed" twice to remind everyone.　　Suddenly, the students either sat up straight, or suddenly punched the air twice, pretending to be full of energy.　　"Teacher, you enter the door, don't gasp!" Qin Ao was the first to shout.　　"I gasped, you just didn't hear me." Lin Wanxing returned to her desk, put down the test papers, and packed up her things, "Why are you so respectful of your teacher today, come and pick me up from work?" "Because of Wengou, delaying our training for a day, didn't we wait for you!" Qin Ao rolled his eyes.　　"Oh, Wengou is more important than me." Lin Wanxing said, stuffing the thermos cup and two bags of snacks into the bag.　　Yu Ming sat on the cushion and was the first to find the stack of rolls.　　His eyes widened, his face was full of horror, he pulled Qin Ao's cuffs and pointed to the scroll.　　Qin Ao: "Why are you sick?" Then he came over, and then he was petrified as well, and his face was full of horror.　　More and more boys came around.　　"What's wrong?" Lin Wanxing smiled and spread out the test paper.　　The boys were like being blown up by □□, and they covered their eyes collectively in an exaggerated way and retreated.　　"If you have something to say, don't make curls." 　　"What the hell!" 　　Lin Wanxing: "What's the matter, it wasn't so exaggerated last time?" "I answered casually last time, but this time I wrote it carefully." Chen Jianghe said.　　"Because I wrote it carefully, I'm afraid that I won't do well in the exam?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"That's right." 　　"What if it weren't?" 　　"I think you did well." Lin Wanxing said briskly.　　Until they saw their test papers, the students didn't quite believe her words.　　However, what Lin Wanxing didn't expect was that when they saw the papers, the students were so satisfied with their grades that they were shocked.　　"Damn, did he mark the papers, why can I have such a high score?" Zheng Feiyang asked.　　"This teacher can still give me 20 points for essays, and I deserve 20 points?" 　　"I also have a score in my English composition, 7 points, how can the teacher give me 7 points??" 　　They huddled together and yelled and shouted.　　The gloomy atmosphere of the small warehouse was swept away, and the boys were excited with the papers, eager to listen to her lecture in the warehouse.　　Lin Wanxing was grumbling with hunger, asked them to take their test papers, and then drove them out of the warehouse en masse.　　Since the students have been training and studying regularly, Lin Wanxing seems to have not been off work with them for a long time.　　From the school, walk towards 17 Wutong Road.　　In the evening, the autumn sunset shines with a gentle orange-red glow.　　The road is full of traffic, lined with shops, and there is a long queue in front of the braised meat shop, and the smell of mutton soup and barbecue wafts from the shop.　　The students tossed and turned for an afternoon without eating, and were stimulated by the smell of the road, and began to discuss what food they had at home and what other dishes they wanted to buy.　　When it comes to food, they are in better spirits.　　Lin Wanxing thought that the test papers just handed out, as well as the longing for dinner, could make the students forget their worries for a while.　　But everyone always remembered the team, and before they knew it, the topic returned to the team again.　　Speaking of this, Qin Ao hated "Wen Lao Dog" again: "It's really a dog, soft and hard, don't eat oil and salt, and it's cheap!" "It's not the first day you've known him, either." Fu Xinshu said.　　"Boss, why is he such a dick." Yu Ming followed behind and sighed sincerely, "He really went to the meeting alone today, he wanted to kill us, and he wasn't even afraid that we would beat him, it was too ruthless!" "Wengou's character is really not good, even if he is willing to come to our team, I think he is making a bad deal, or forget it." Lin Lu said as he pushed Qi Liang.　　"What are you pushing me for, Wengou is a scumbag, but what kind of good thing am I?" Qi Liang held his head in his hands and said boredly.　　"You're just obsessed with him!" Qin Ao scolded.　　"So what to do, now find someone who can play football, it's better to wait for pie to fall from the sky." Qi Liang said slowly.　　"Wen Laogou, don't be pinched by me." Qin Ao was even more angry, "Lao Tzu will let him climb on the ground one day!" Lin Wanxing patted Qin Ao's shoulder and smiled: "You are angry." "What's next?" Chen Jianghe's voice sounded, obviously asking her.　　"There are more ways than difficulties." Lin Wanxing was looking at the cool leather stall on the side of the road, "It's really not good, and I can only find Chen Weidong to come to the competition when the time comes." "Teacher, you really can't do this, I don't like to hear it." Zheng Feiyang shouted, "Ya is gone, there are so many excuses, I'm really not happy if we go to beg people again." "Then you're happy to find Wen Chengye?" Lin Wanxing asked with a smile.　　"Teacher, you're so disgusting!" 　　"But you obviously care a lot about Wen Chengye." Lin Wanxing laughed and said, "Don't talk about it!" 　　"I want to vomit, I want to vomit!" 　　The boys wailed and told her to shut up.　　"Hey, I don't understand you boys." Lin Wanxing was dragged away by the boys in front of the cool skin stall, walked two steps, and fell in love with the beef pie next door.　　"Are you hungry?" She asked.　　"What are you going to do?" The boys asked.　　"Everyone has worked hard, the teacher has a treat." Lin Wanxing said, wanting the boss to weigh a few.　　"7 yuan a beef pie, are you crazy, teacher!" Zheng Feiyang ran to the front of the stall, saw the price list, and suddenly raised the volume.　　Lin Wanxing: "Huh? Zheng Feiyang's words attracted the other boys over.　　A group of people gathered around the boss's stall and began to count her.　　"You actually want to eat a beef pie for 7 yuan, it's too loser, right?" 　　"How much is a pound of ground beef?" 　　"Yes, you know how much flour costs a pound!" 　　"Seventy pieces for one person." 　　The boys stood in front of the beef pie stand and began to settle the accounts.　　"That's right, let's go grocery shopping later, and when we go home, we'll brand you, don't be a ruined woman." 　　The boss heard this, his forehead was bruised, isn't this obviously smashing the field.　　"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Lin Wanxing hurriedly apologized to the boss immediately. And before the boss went crazy, he pulled the scolding students and ran quickly.　　The students expressed great indignation at her behavior of being able to cook for herself and preparing to eat at a roadside stall.　　From collecting garbage to make money to starting to grow vegetables, the students' efforts to pick the door have intensified, basically to the point where they must fight.　　For example, it was clearly said that they wanted to make pancakes, but when they actually arrived at the vegetable market, the boys didn't buy beef filling.　　Because the cold chain price of the vegetable market is not good, it is said that online shopping coupons are cheaper.　　In the past, the boys would make recipes, but today's plan was disrupted by Wengou, and they could only eat whatever they wanted.　　According to the price of the dish, the boys finally decided to eat beans stewed noodles for dinner, I heard that this is a very popular practice on the Internet recently, of course, this has a lot to do with the cheap beans and pork.　　They returned home with a few bags of vegetables, pushed open the rooftop door, and Wang Fa was sitting outside drinking drinks.　　Lin Wanxing has become accustomed to the scene where the students are busy and she and Wang Fa are waiting for food.　　So she put down her bag, washed her hands, took two bags of snacks, and sat down in front of Wang Fa.　　"Hungry?" Lin Wanxing tore up the bag of Cheetos and handed it to him.　　Wang Fa nodded, picked up the teapot with his hand, and poured half a cup of freshly brewed lemon black tea into her cup: "Why is it so late today." Lin Wanxing picked up the teacup, blew the hot air, and began to tell Wang Fa about today's magical experience.　　She talked about the boys' "Princess Wencheng" from the living notes to Wen Chengye's refusal of Lin Lu. When the story progressed to the plot of "in front of the construction site", when Wen Chengye wanted to pit the other team members, Wang Fa finally showed a look of surprise.　　"Although it's a bit redundant to think about these at the moment, if Wen Chengye really joins us, do you think 'this session is more difficult to bring'?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　At this time, the students on the rooftop are busy with their own work.　　The shallot in the vegetable garden rose happily, and they had just finished discussing the matter of boiling scallion oil. Now everyone scolds each other from time to time, and they are noisy and yelling.　　Wang Fa took a sip of tea and asked her, "Does Mr. Xiaolin have any misunderstanding?" "What?" Lin Wanxing didn't understand.　　Wang Faxiao asked: "Do you think that these players we have now are still easy to bring?" "It should be better than before, right?" Lin Wanxing was a little unsure.　　"Or do you think that the players I've brought in before are all very well-behaved, so I think it's hard to take a 'thorn' player?" 　　"Huh?" Lin Wanxing looked at his idle face, revealing a confused expression.　　"I was also a player at the beginning, and some of the children in our team were sent by their parents to play because they were violent when they were young, and the parents wanted sports to release their extra energy." Wang Fa added, "Of course, not all students who come to play football are like this, but it is just one of them. "Hmm." 　　"Then I became a coach, and even though the rules and regulations were strict, there were still a lot of people in the streets. Those who have self-control ability are at most fighting or using their identity as youth team players to pick up girls. And there are also those who can't manage themselves, who have their legs broken or take drugs, and finally lose their careers. So don't worry, what trouble Wen Chengye will cause me. Wang Fa explained calmly.　　Lin Wanxing suddenly felt that she was really thinking too much.　　Wang Fa was once a lion who stepped on the top of a mountain, and in his long half of his life, he must have domesticated many unruly beasts.　　Compared to those players, the children of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School are indeed just puppies that have just been weaned.　　Lin Wanxing said: "I'm just afraid that they will give you a headache." Wang Fa: "Anything that involves the collective, and has a common goal, will inevitably quarrel, so whether it is difficult to bring depends only on one point." "What?" 　　"Team results." Wang Fa said very frankly.　　It's concise, but it's also the best summary.　　Lin Wanxing thought about it, it was indeed the case.　　When the team has a good result, the players are all twisted into a rope and rush towards the championship. But once the grades are not good, they will start to blame each other and gradually fall apart.　　Grades and relationships complement each other and influence each other, which is the simplest truth. But perhaps it is precisely because of this that Wang Fa feels tired.　　Lin Wanxing took a sip of the increasingly sour lemon black tea and didn't ask any more.　　Wen Chengye is not coming to play at all now, and it is difficult for them to continue the discussion.　　The boys worked together, and after half an hour, a meal for 12 people was served.　　Just then, the rooftop door opened.　　The iron door creaked softly, and the students were busy with their own work, not noticing anyone coming.　　A little guy in a blue work uniform stood in the doorframe. He wore a helmet of the same color on his head and a paper bag in his hand, and looked around with a blank expression.　　This dress is too conspicuous, even if he doesn't turn around, Lin Wanxing knows that the clothes behind the little brother have the words "Hungry" written on them.　　"Did you order takeout?" Lin Wanxing asked Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa shook his head and pointed at the students: "I have already been warned. "Which of you ordered takeout?" Lin Wanxing shouted while going to the door to pick up the little brother.　　"Is it our takeaway, for whom?" 　　The takeaway brother took out the receipt on the bag, because he climbed the fifth floor, he was out of breath, looked at the receipt, and then said, "Qi Liang." "What?" Qi Liang, who was choosing beans, heard someone call his name, stood up and subconsciously said.　　"Did you order takeout?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"What takeaway?" Qi Liang threw down the beans and walked over.　　Lin Wanxing took the bag, and the little brother "Hungry" left directly.　　"Wenji pie." Lin Wanxing looked at the printed words on the paper bag and felt very bizarre, "You ordered a pie?" "What the hell?" Qi Liang was also rare to stop being slow, and took the bag a little puzzled. When I opened it, I saw that it was really a well-wrapped pie.　　"Are you so considerate of the teacher, do you buy it for the teacher to eat?" Lin Wanxing asked in shock.　　"I didn't buy it, I didn't buy it." Qi Liang grabbed the receipt and said angrily, "Don't put gold on your face, and it is impossible to buy it for you to feed the pigs." "Sauce purple murder?" Lin Wanxing showed an injured expression.　　When the students heard the commotion, they all gathered around and gathered together to look at the small ticket list.　　The name of the shop reads "Bunji Pie" on the list.　　On the list, there are six flavors of bean paste, beef, osmanthus sugar, three fresh, leek eggs, and plum vegetables and meat.　　Two for each flavor, adding up to no more and no less, exactly 12, the same as the number of people on the rooftop now Seeing the end, they checked the address on the receipt again, No. 17 Wutong Road, rooftop.　　It's here.　　It seems that this bag of pies was indeed specially ordered for them.　　The students were surprised to realize this.　　Lin Wanxing couldn't help but glance at Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa walked over: "It's not me, I've always eaten and drunk, when did I take the initiative to spend money?" It seems to be right.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the phone number on the ticket again, the phone number on the "Eleme" ticket was garbled, and there was no clue.　　The bill was passed around in the hands of the students, and Lin Wanxing also looked at everyone's expressions.　　Each of them looked puzzled, and it was clear that the bag of pie was not ordered by any of them.　　Qi Liang finally went a little crazy: "What are you playing here, is it really 'pie in the sky'?" Lin Wanxing looked at the receipt, which did not have any clues about the purchaser.　　The only thing that can be said to be suspicious is probably the two numbers on the note column.　　Yu Ming also raised his hand: "What do the 19 and 20 of this remark mean?" Lin Wanxing shook her head.　　But for some reason, a familiar feeling emerged in Lin Wanxing's heart.　　"It won't be...... That 'mystery man', right? Lin Lu's voice rang out.　　His eyes were wide open and his face was full of excitement.

第80章 1920 　　此言一出， 整个天台都静悄悄的。 　　秋风有点凉，小菜园里的生菜苗在晚风中摇曳，唯独袋子里的馅饼还热乎乎的。 　　不知是谁喊了一句“我靠”！ 　　这几乎是学生们现在心情的最好诠释。 　　男生们顿时炸开锅。 　　“不是吧？” 　　“神人又来帮我们？” 　　“帮我们什么？文记？不会是指文成业吧？” 　　郑飞扬指着纸袋上的印刷字， 这么说。 　　“难道说‘神人’送我们这袋饼， 是暗示关于文成业的什么事？”秦敖沉思。 　　“我懂了，暗示文成业是烧饼！”林鹿举手。 　　“这用你说？谁都知道文狗是傻逼。”秦敖很不屑。 　　“如果是那个人，应该会有深意吧？”付新书开口，“就像秦敖、陈江河还有我之前收到的东西一样……” 　　林晚星闻言，将目光重新投向包装袋上的“文”字。 　　“神人总不会真想让我们找文狗一起踢球吧？”学生们说。 　　“难道是知道我们对文狗求而不得，所以来助我们一臂之力？”郑飞扬问。 　　此言一出， 秦敖又忍不住抽了郑飞扬一记：“我们求他？会不会说话！” 　　“但为什么是给祁亮的？”王法忽然问道。 　　“对啊！这种关键物品不都是给主角的吗？”秦敖说着握拳，敲敲自己的胸口，指向前方。 　　“可能因为， 祁亮和文成业关系好一些？”林晚星说。 　　“你这么说， 整得我像内鬼。”祁亮无语。 　　他一把抓起桌上的外卖袋子， 像检查什么故障机械似的，装作漫不经心， 但又很仔细地把馅饼袋子里里外外都看了一遍。 　　“你看屁啊！”秦敖很烦地说。 　　“给我这袋馅饼想干嘛？让我拿着去给文成业？”祁亮问。 　　“说不定是鱼腹藏剑？”门将冯锁同学突然道，“饼里有东西！” 　　学生们意见很多。 　　王法一直看着桌上的馅饼。 　　林晚星低声问他：“想尝尝吗？” 　　“这怎么好意思呢。”王法客气道。 　　袋子里传出烤馅饼特有的香味，大家聊了这么半天都饿了。 　　林晚星拆开袋子，把馅饼拿出来放到盘子里， 推到王法面前，让他先挑喜欢自己喜欢的口味： 　　俞明很想阻止她：“老师，万一这饼真是要祁亮拿给文成业的，被你们吃了怎么办？” 　　林晚星看了眼王法， 对俞明说：“吃你一个饼， 大不了还你10倍。” 　　“不要玩老梗！”学生们嚷嚷。 　　配着各种口味的馅饼， 林晚星又沏了一大壶红茶。 　　他们头顶有盏微黄的吊灯，挂在据说是丝瓜爬藤的架子上。在秋日有些凉意的天台夜里，红茶、馅饼还有豆角焖面，别有一番风味。 　　茶没喝两口，馅饼已经吃完了。 　　学生们抹着嘴，回味着馅饼的余香，早就忘了先前的任务。 　　“吃到什么了吗？”林晚星问。 　　“桂花糖还挺好吃的。” 　　“这么好吃吗，我吃了个梅干菜肉的，早知道和你一人一半了。” 　　“我是说，找到‘鱼腹’里的剑了吗？”林晚星问。 　　“什么jian？没jian，只有贱人。”秦敖看着纸袋上的文字，恶狠狠地说。 　　“老师你是不是傻，这种大店的馅饼里怎么可能有别的东西。”俞明认真地说。 　　“那怎么办？”林晚星摸着下巴，无奈地笑道，“饼吃完了，东西还没找到。” 　　她这么说完，学生们又开始七嘴八舌。 　　有人说可能压根没线索都是他们自作多情，也有人说一个饼不够，再吃两个可能能想到。 　　当然，还有比较淳朴的同学开始相信，这袋馅饼真是要祁亮拿给文成业的贿赂。 　　林晚星边喝茶边安静地听。 　　大家争论到最后，包装袋里里外外翻了几遍，最后，付新书说：“按照‘神人’以前的思路，肯定会给我们线索的，就是需要动点脑子。” 　　“你们又没脑子，怎么动。”祁亮冷笑。 　　“你就有脑子了？”秦敖逼视着他。 　　祁亮仿佛早就有了想法，他睨视秦敖一眼，讲出了自己的推断： “唯一能被称为线索的东西，就只有小票上这两个数字了。” 　　祁亮扯下被订书机钉在纸袋上的小票，放到木桌中央。 　　最后订单备注栏里的两个数字格外瞩目。 　　“难道这两个数字是什么箱子的密码或者楼栋号、座位号，反正类似的东西？”付新书说。 　　祁亮：“我们教室后面的储物箱又没锁，而且19 、20，真指的是我们班上的箱子？我学号也不是这两个啊，要我去看别人的箱子？” 　　“我只是举个例子。” 　　大家再次陷入沉思。 　　为了完善学生们的推理，林晚星特地在原店重新订了一份6口味各2种的馅饼。 　　她特地在小票上留下了同样的备注，想看看这版小票和“神人”送给祁亮的有什么区别。 　　等东西送到，学生们又开始嚷嚷“每人只能分一个，老师太小气了”。 　　“其实你是自己还馋着，想尝尝别的味道的吧。”祁亮吐槽道。 　　林晚星舔了舔嘴角的馅饼屑，把两张小票放在一起：“怎么可以这么说老师呢？” 　　学生们再次围过来，事实上，这两份不同外卖的小票确实长得一模一样。 　　经过排除法，线索还是只有“19 、20”两个数字。 　　“所以，这到底是什么意思啊？”学生们边嚼着饼边问。 　　这个问题在第二袋馅饼送来前的间隙里，学生们已经讨论过很长时间。 　　祁亮那儿根本没有任何想法，唯一的可能性还真就是教室后面的柜子。虽然也有什么一栋二层、年龄啊或者密码之类的猜测，但都显得不靠谱。 　　祁亮一直在看桌上的两张小票。 　　“靠，只有两个数字，这要猜到哪年哪月。”秦敖一口吞下最后的饼，很不爽地吐槽祁亮，“就你这脑子，也能看出什么来？” 　　祁亮缓缓抬头：“你知道我和你区别在哪吗？” 　　“在哪？” 　　“区别在于我不仅比你多个脑子，还比你多长了双眼睛！” 　　祁亮说着，把两张小票挪到秦敖面前，手环抱胸口，很倨傲地：“两张小票有个很明显的区别，我说的不是收件人电话的乱码，你知道是什么吗？” 　　听祁亮这么说，学生们立刻围过去。 　　林晚星也开始安静地重新审视两张小票。 　　地址是她按照原来小票地址填的，连5楼都打得一模一样。 　　点的馅饼数量、品种甚至是顺序都一样，那么有什么区别呢？ 　　林晚星最后又只能将目光放在备注上19 20？ 　　19…… 　　“我知道了！”林晚星蓦地抬头。 　　“你又知道了？”秦敖很不屑。 　　“祁亮来说吧。”林晚星看了眼学生。 　　祁亮没卖关子，他把两张小票贴在桌上，说：“最先的备注是19. 20，而老师打的备注是19 20。” 　　祁亮指着小票后，非常细小且不起眼的那个“.”，这么说道。 　　“卧槽，就这？” 　　“啊，就一个点？” 　　“这算什么明显区别、重大发现？” 　　“这说明，那个人留给我们的线索不是19、20这两个数字，而是19点和20点。”林晚星说。 　　“难道是时间？或者什么点数？但为什么是那么小一个点？” 　　学生们又开始你一言我一语的讨论，林晚星也不说话，只在一旁若有所思地喝茶。 　　等他们聊得差不多了，林晚星摸着杯壁，说：“我大概知道是什么了。” 　　“是什么？” 　　林晚星点点头，举起那张小票：“如果我猜的没错，这是一件能让文成业加入我们的线索。” 　　后面，学生们吵吵嚷嚷，想知道究竟是什么事情，但林晚星并没有告诉他们。 　　大家你争我吵了很长一段时间，林晚星不在意学生们起哄说她故弄玄虚，或者说她根本没猜到究竟是什么。 　　她始终对自己猜测的内容闭口不谈。 　　最后，男生们恋恋不舍地回家。 　　他们对这么一个吃馅饼猜谜的游戏夜晚，感到意犹未尽。 　　茶壶和杯子还摆在桌上。 　　茶汤冲了很多次，已经凉而寡淡。 　　林晚星打开茶壶盖子，打算往里面再加点热水，却被王法制止。 　　“你这样泡红茶，会被我英国的邻居奶奶报警。”王法说。 　　林晚星松开握着暖水壶的手，她知道王法在开玩笑，但一时情绪和思维都不在这上面，让她接不了下面的话。 　　天台上是夜的沉寂。 　　林晚星沉默着。 　　王法叮叮当当地洗完茶壶和杯子，又泡了一壶新茶。 　　琥珀色茶汤汩汩流下，热气轻轻漂浮而起。 　　王法的声音随之而起：“谜底是什么？” 　　“啊？”林晚星蓦地回神，见王法用平静而关切的目光望着她。 　　林晚星很清楚，王法看似是在问谜底，其实是在关心她。 　　理了理思绪，林晚星半开玩笑地说：“教练有点八卦了。” 　　“我当然会好奇。”王法说。 　　林晚星抿了口茶，食指沾了点碗碟上没擦干的水，在木桌上写下了19.和20。 　　“这是两道题号。”她说。 　　“题号？” 　　“恩，这次月考的数学考试题号。”林晚星几乎很笃定地说。 　　“你怎么知道？” 　　“这件事还有点说来话长。”林晚星托腮，“得从我监考文成业讲起。” 　　林晚星告诉王法，自从上次她监考文成业，就一直觉得他写卷子的时候很奇怪。 　　“虽然这么说可能不太恰当，但正常考试答题，你会需要思考和演算，但文成业没有。后来我想了很久他考试时像什么……” 　　王法问：“像什么？” 　　林晚星：“像在默写。” 　　“默写？” 　　“我怀疑文成业一直在考试作弊。”林晚星讲道，“但我的猜测只是我的猜测。毕竟我是文成业的监考老师，我监考了他整整三天，没发现他考试过程有任何问题。” 　　“你认为，是有人提前给文成业答案，他开始一直在作弊？”王法问。 　　“我本来没有想那么多。”林晚星说，“我毕竟也算个教育和前科学工作者，会比较客观。当我无法证明文成业在考试过程中作弊，那他肯定就没作弊。所以在我这里，这件事就这么过去了。” 　　“真过去了？”王法问。 　　“呃，其实也没完全过去啦。”林晚星尴尬了下，“我后来问了下陆老师，也就是文成业班主任，问他以前的成绩怎么样。因为崽子们说文成业以前也很烂啦，我就想证实一下。” 　　“你证实了？” 　　“是啊。”林晚星突然有点生气，“陆老师的意思是，文成业以前成绩不好。是他上了高三，远离之前足球队这帮狐朋狗友后，成绩才突飞猛进，直接飙升年级前列。” 　　林晚星拍了拍桌，低声道：“不是我自夸啊，就算我本人倾囊相授，也不可能在两三个月时间里，把我们崽子这种水平的学生教到年级前列好嘛！” 　　“所以，你还是在怀疑文成业。”王法饮了口茶，淡淡地道。 　　“我看过文成业上课，他一直在走神。用通俗的话来讲，他人在教室里魂却不在。那为什么他根本没好好听课，成绩却能考那么好？我想，如果他不是天降奇才，就只剩下另外一个可能。”林晚星说。 　　“作弊。”王法说。 　　“对。” 　　“所以，作弊和19点20点有什么关系？”王法问。 　　“不是19点和20点，是十九题和二十题。”林晚星说。 　　王法：“题目？” 　　“对，是题目，这次月考的数学题。” 　　林晚星讲得很犹豫。 　　她虽然之前一直有怀疑文成业，但没有证据。 　　可事实上，她想要的证据她早已看过，只是并没有往那个方面想。 　　王法问：“题目怎么了？” 　　“不是题目有问题……”林晚星说得犹豫，她的手机一直摆在桌上，手指轻轻抚过屏幕。 　　王法看着她。 　　林晚星不知该如何解释：“我看过我们学校这次数学考试月考的卷子，19和20是两道几何题。它们的题目没有问题，但答案，好像有问题。” 　　她拿出本次月考的试卷，摊开在王法面前。 　　陆老师之前把所有考卷的标准答案也整理给她。因此，在数学答案的19题和20题题标前，有个明显的倒置箭头。 　　王法抬起眼眸，显得很不可置信。 　　“这两道题目的答案，印反了。”林晚星说。 　　“文成业也把答案写反了？”王法神情微凛。 　　林晚星微叹了口气。 　　虽然很离奇。 　　但将线索串联，林晚星认为，外卖小票备注的“19.和20.”，是要揭穿一个关于文成业的谎言 　　文成业所有答卷成绩并不是他独立思考和答题的结果，他不知从哪里搞到了每次考试的答案。 　　文成业他，一直在作弊。 　　茶汤仍然温热，夜风却已渐凉，林晚星陷入难耐的沉默。 　　其实她现在要做的事情很简单。 　　打开手机，给陆老师打个电话，核对数学考卷上文成业填反的两道题，是否真是十九题和二十题。 　　可坐在藤蔓架下，思绪凝滞，林晚星却没有这么做。 　　楼下人家开窗说话的声音，可以听到一点。她很少有这样因为困难而犹豫的时刻了。 　　王法的声音适时响起：“就算你打电话给陆老师，证实文成业这两道题确实写反了。但也还是没证据说文成业作弊了。他大可以说自己是看错题号写错了位置，一切是个巧合。” 　　“恩，他大概率也是这么和陆老师说的。”林晚星用很淡的语气讲道。 　　“其实很有意思。”王法说，“这张小票是个线索，但同样也是个任务，它是在要求你，找到能钉牢文成业的证据？” 　　“可是教练，我没有在担心‘证据’……”林晚星也望着他，很不确定地说，“我只是在想啊，我要怎么做，才好呢？” 　　近处天台围墙上，还挂着“热烈庆祝”的标语。而更远的地方，球场和城市都陷入黑暗。 　　她脑海里出现了学生的样子。 　　文成业面容冷漠，微仰着头。他用作弊应付考试，拒绝交流，厌恶所有人。 　　她发现这件事，理应上报学校，学校或许会按规章制度开除文成业，也有可能放他一马留校查看。 　　然后呢？ 　　这样就完成她的工作了吗？ 　　不确定像遮过月亮的云，光色朦胧。 　　林晚星看向王法。“你们球队，以前是怎么处理那些犯了错的球员呢？” 　　“你是想问，我们会怎么处理像文成业这样的‘作弊’球员？” 　　“嗯。” 　　“如果他不‘值钱’，我们会解约然后开除他。但如果他足够‘值钱’，那我们的容忍度会变高，可如果触碰到一些涉及利益底线的问题，他还是必须离开。”王法的回答很残酷。 　　“利益底线？”林晚星不解。 　　王法沉吟片刻，给她讲了个故事：“我们球队以前有个球员，叫彼得·沃伦。他天赋很好，身体强壮、速度快、动作敏捷。那时候我职位还很低，也是听上级说起，他们都认为他是下一个马修·勒蒂塞尔。后者是南安普顿俱乐部历史上最伟大的球员，终生效力南安普顿。” 　　王法停顿了下，抿了口茶，继续说，“因为彼得·沃伦天赋出众，所以俱乐部对他多有纵容。在青训队里，只要你实力足够强悍，能卖很多钱，那你迟到早退都不算什么问题。” 　　“然后呢？” 　　“然后这就造成了彼得·沃伦的顽劣性情，他无法无天，经常口无遮拦。有一次，他在酒吧里发表的‘种族歧视’言论，被人发布到网上。因内容太过恶劣，引起轩然大波，俱乐部迫于舆论压力，开除了他。” 　　林晚星终于明白，王法所说的“利益底线”是什么意思。如果这位球员造成的损失大于他的价值，那他就会被无情抛弃。 　　她看向王法，“彼得·沃伦，后面去了别的球队吗？” 　　“没有。”王法摇了摇头，“在那之后，他颓废了段时间。一次酒后争执，他被人用钢管打断了腿。这是发育期间的重伤，修复手术需要一笔极其高昂的费用。但他被我们开除了，球队不可能为他花这笔钱。他最后走投无路，甚至甚至把借钱电话打给了我。那时候，他哭着对我说，他非常后悔。” 　　王法讲故事的时，总有种莫大的平静，但林晚星也能听出，他深深的遗憾。 　　凉风如水，茶汤汩汩流下。 　　他端起茶壶，又给她倒了半杯。 　　林晚星陷入沉思。
Chapter 80 1920 As soon as these words came out, the whole rooftop was silent.　　The autumn breeze was a little cool, and the lettuce seedlings in the small vegetable garden were swaying in the evening breeze, but the pie in the bag was still hot.　　I don't know who shouted "I'm"!　　This is almost the best interpretation of the mood of the students right now.　　The boys suddenly exploded.　　"Isn't it?" 　　"The man of God is coming to help us again?" 　　"Help us with what? Writing? It doesn't mean Wen Chengye, right? Zheng Feiyang pointed to the printed words on the paper bag and said.　　"Could it be that the 'man of God' gave us this bag of bread, is it implying something about Wen Chengye?" Qin Ao pondered.　　"I understand, implying that Wen Chengye is a baked cake!" Lin Lu raised his hand.　　"Do you want to say this? Everyone knows that Wengou is a fool. Qin Ao was very disdainful.　　"If that person were that, it would have a deep meaning, right?" Fu Xinshu spoke, "Just like Qin Ao, Chen Jianghe, and what I received before......" 　　When Lin Wanxing heard this, she refocused her attention on the word "Wen" on the packaging bag.　　"The gods don't really want us to play with Wengou, do they?" The students said.　　"Could it be that you know that we can't ask for Wengou, so you come to help us?" Zheng Feiyang asked.　　As soon as these words came out, Qin Ao couldn't help but slap Zheng Feiyang again: "We beg him?" Can't speak! "But why is it for Qi Liang?" Wang Fa suddenly asked.　　"That's right! Aren't all of these key items for the protagonist? Qin Ao clenched his fists as he spoke, tapping his chest and pointing forward.　　"Maybe it's because, Qi Liang and Wen Chengye have a better relationship?" Lin Wanxing said.　　"When you say that, I look like an inner ghost." Qi Liang was speechless.　　He grabbed the takeaway bag on the table, pretending to be careless as if he were checking for some malfunctioning machinery, but looked at the pie bag inside and out very carefully.　　"Look!" Qin Ao said annoyingly.　　"What do you want to do with this bag of pies? Let me take it to Wen Chengye? Qi Liang asked.　　"Maybe it's a sword hidden in the belly of a fish?" Goalkeeper Feng Suo suddenly said, "There's something in the cake!" The students had a lot of opinions.　　Wang Fa kept looking at the pie on the table.　　Lin Wanxing asked him in a low voice, "Do you want to taste it?" "What's so embarrassing about that." Wang Fa said politely.　　The peculiar aroma of baked pies came from the bag, and everyone was hungry after chatting for a long time.　　Lin Wanxing opened the bag, took out the pie and put it on the plate, pushed it in front of Wang Fa, and asked him to pick the flavor he liked first: Yu Ming wanted to stop her: "Teacher, what if this cake is really given to Wen Chengye by Qi Liang and eaten by you?" Lin Wanxing glanced at Wang Fa and said to Yu Ming: "Eat your cake, it's a big deal to pay you back 10 times." "Don't play the old terrier!" The students shouted.　　With various flavors of pies, Lin Wanxing made a big pot of black tea.　　They have a yellowish chandelier above their heads, which hangs on a shelf that is said to be a loofah climbing vine. On a cool rooftop night in autumn, black tea, pies and bean stewed noodles have a unique flavor.　　I didn't take two sips of tea, and the pie was already finished.　　The students wiped their mouths and savored the aftertaste of the pie, long forgotten their previous tasks.　　"Did you eat anything?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Osmanthus candy is quite delicious." 　　"Is it so delicious, I ate a plum dried vegetable and meat, and I knew that I was half with you." 　　"I mean, did you find the sword in the belly of the fish?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"What Jian? No jian, only sluts. Qin Ao looked at the words on the paper bag and said viciously.　　"Teacher, are you stupid, how can there be anything else in the pie of such a big store." Yu Ming said seriously.　　"What then?" Lin Wanxing touched her chin and smiled helplessly, "The cake is finished, and the things haven't been found yet." After she said that, the students began to babble again.　　Some people say that there may be no clues at all, and they are all self-inflicted, and some people say that one cake is not enough, and they may be able to think of eating two more.　　Of course, there are more simple classmates who began to believe that this bag of pies was really a bribe for Qi Liang to give to Wen Chengye.　　Lin Wanxing listened quietly while drinking tea.　　Everyone argued to the end, turned inside and out of the bag several times, and finally, Fu Xinshu said: "According to the previous thinking of the 'god man', we will definitely be given clues, that is, we need to use some brains." "You don't have a brain, how can you move." Qi Liang sneered.　　"You have a brain?" Qin Ao stared at him.　　Qi Liang seemed to have an idea for a long time, he glanced at Qin Ao, and said his inference: "The only thing that can be called a clue is the two numbers on the ticket." 　　Qi Liang tore off the receipt that was nailed to the paper bag by the stapler and put it in the center of the wooden table.　　At the end, the two numbers in the remarks column of the order are particularly eye-catching.　　"Could it be that these two numbers are the password of some box or the building number, the seat number, or something like that?" Fu Xinshu said.　　Qi Liang: "The storage box at the back of our classroom is not locked, and 19 and 20, do you really refer to the boxes in our class?" My student number is not these two, you want me to look at someone else's box? "I'm just giving you an example." 　　Everyone was lost in thought again.　　In order to perfect the students' reasoning, Lin Wanxing specially re-ordered a pie with 6 flavors and 2 kinds of pie in the original store.　　She specially left the same note on the receipt, wanting to see what the difference between this version of the ticket and the one given to Qi Liang by the "god man".　　When the things arrived, the students began to shout again, "Each person can only get one, the teacher is too stingy".　　"Actually, you're still hungry for something else." Qi Liang complained.　　Lin Wanxing licked the pie crumbs at the corner of her mouth and put the two small tickets together: "How can you say that about the teacher?" The students gathered around again, and in fact, the two different delivery receipts did look exactly the same.　　After elimination, there are still only two numbers in the clues: "19 and 20".　　"So, what the hell does that mean?" The students asked as they munched on the cake.　　This is a question that the students have been discussing for a long time before the second bag of pies arrives.　　Qi Liang didn't have any ideas at all, and the only possibility was really the cabinet at the back of the classroom. Although there are speculations such as the second floor of the building, age, or passwords, they all seem unreliable.　　Qi Liang kept looking at the two small tickets on the table.　　"Damn, it's only two numbers, and you have to guess which year and month." Qin Ao swallowed the last cake in one bite, and complained to Qi Liang very unhappily, "With your brain, what can you see?" Qi Liang raised his head slowly: "Do you know the difference between me and you?" "Where?" 　　"The difference is that I not only have more brains than you, but I also have more eyes than you!" 　　Qi Liang said, moved the two receipts in front of Qin Ao, clasped his hands around his chest, and said very arrogantly: "There is an obvious difference between the two receipts, I am not talking about the garbled code of the recipient's phone, do you know what it is?" Hearing Qi Liang say this, the students immediately gathered around.　　Lin Wanxing also began to quietly re-examine the two small tickets.　　The address was filled in by her according to the original receipt address, and even the 5th floor was exactly the same.　　The number of pies ordered, the variety, and even the order are the same, so what's the difference?　　In the end, Lin Wanxing could only focus on the remarks 19 20?　　19…… 　　"I see!" Lin Wanxing raised her head suddenly.　　"You know again?" Qin Ao was very disdainful.　　"Qi Liang, let's talk about it." Lin Wanxing glanced at the student.　　Qi Liang didn't sell it, he pasted the two small receipts on the table, and said, "The first note is 19. 20, while the teacher's remark was 19 20. Qi Liang pointed to the small ticket, the very small and inconspicuous ".", and said.　　"Damn, that's it?" 　　"Ah, just a point?" 　　"What is the obvious difference, the major discovery?" 　　"This shows that the clue that the person left us is not the numbers 19 and 20, but 19 and 20." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Is it time? Or what points? But why is it so small? The students began to discuss again with each other, and Lin Wanxing did not speak, but only drank tea thoughtfully on the side.　　When they were almost finished talking, Lin Wanxing touched the wall of the cup and said, "I probably know what it is." "What is it?" 　　Lin Wanxing nodded and held up the small ticket: "If my guess is correct, this is a clue that can make Wen Chengye join us." Later, the students were clamoring and wondering what was going on, but Lin Wanxing didn't tell them.　　Everyone has been arguing with me for a long time, Lin Wanxing didn't care that the students coaxed her to be tricky, or that she didn't guess what it was.　　She kept her guesses silent.　　In the end, the boys reluctantly went home.　　They couldn't get enough of such a night of pie guessing and guessing games.　　Teapots and cups are still on the table.　　The tea soup has been washed many times, and it has been cold and bland.　　Lin Wanxing opened the lid of the teapot and planned to add some hot water to it, but was stopped by Wang Fa.　　"If you make black tea like this, you will be called to the police by my neighbor grandmother in England." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing let go of the hand holding the kettle, she knew that Wang Fa was joking, but her emotions and thinking were not on it for a while, so she couldn't take the following words.　　On the rooftop, there is the silence of the night.　　Lin Wanxing was silent.　　Wang Fa jingled the teapot and cup, and made a new pot of tea.　　The amber tea soup bubbled down, and the heat floated gently.　　Wang Fa's voice followed: "What is the mystery?" "Huh?" Lin Wanxing suddenly came back to her senses and saw Wang Fa looking at her with calm and concerned eyes.　　Lin Wanxing knew very well that Wang Fa seemed to be asking the answer to the mystery, but he was actually caring about her.　　After sorting out her thoughts, Lin Wanxing said half-jokingly: "The coach is a little gossipy." "Of course I'm curious." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing took a sip of tea, dipped her index finger in some undried water on the dishes, and wrote 19. and 20 on the wooden table.　　"These are two question numbers." She said.　　"Question number?" 　　"Well, the math test question number for this monthly exam." Lin Wanxing said almost firmly.　　"How do you know?" 　　"It's a bit of a long story." Lin Wanxing raised her cheeks, "I have to start with my invigilator Wen Chengye." Lin Wanxing told Wang Fa that since the last time she invigilated Wen Chengye, she had always felt that he was very strange when he wrote the papers.　　"Although it may not be appropriate to say this, you will need to think and calculate to answer questions in a normal exam, but Wen Chengye does not. Later, I thought about it for a long time, what he was like when he took the exam......" 　　Wang Fa asked, "Like what?" Lin Wanxing: "It's like writing silently." "Dictation?" 　　"I suspect that Wen Chengye has been cheating on exams." Lin Wanxing said, "But my guess is just my guess. After all, I was Wen Chengye's invigilator, and I invigilated him for three whole days and didn't find any problems with his exam process."Do you think that someone gave Wen Chengye an answer in advance, and he has been cheating since then?" Wang Fa asked.　　"I didn't think about it that much." Lin Wanxing said, "After all, I am also an educator and former scientist, so I will be more objective." When I can't prove that Wen Chengye cheated during the exam, then he must not have cheated. So with me, that's how it went. "Really in the past?" Wang Fa asked.　　"Well, it's not quite over yet." Lin Wanxing was embarrassed, "I later asked Teacher Xia Lu, that is, Wen Chengye's head teacher, and asked him how his previous grades were." Because the cubs said that Wen Chengye was also terrible before, I wanted to confirm it. "You confirmed?" 　　"yes." Lin Wanxing suddenly became a little angry, "Teacher Lu means that Wen Chengye's grades were not good before. It was when he was in his third year of high school, and after he was away from the fox friends of the previous football team, his grades improved by leaps and bounds, and he soared directly to the top of the grade. Lin Wanxing patted the table and said in a low voice: "It's not that I'm boasting, even if I teach it myself, it's impossible to teach students of our cub's level to the top of the grade in two or three months!" "So, you're still doubting Wen Chengye." Wang Fa took a sip of tea and said lightly.　　"I've seen Wen Chengye in class, and he's been wandering. In layman's terms, the soul of others is not there in the classroom. Then why didn't he listen to the class at all, but his grades were so good? I think if he wasn't a genius, there was only one other possibility. Lin Wanxing said.　　"Cheating." Wang Fa said.　　"Yes." 　　"So, what does cheating have to do with 19:20?" Wang Fa asked.　　"It's not 19 and 20, it's 19 and 20." Lin Wanxing said.　　Wang Fa: "Topic? "Yes, it's the question, the math problem of this monthly exam." 　　Lin Wanxing spoke hesitantly.　　Although she had always suspected Wen Chengye before, there was no evidence.　　But in fact, she had already seen the evidence she wanted, but she didn't think about it in that direction.　　Wang Fa asked, "What's the problem?" "It's not that there's a problem with the title......" Lin Wanxing said hesitantly, her mobile phone kept on the table, her fingers gently stroking the screen.　　Wang Fa looked at her.　　Lin Wanxing didn't know how to explain: "I have read the papers of our school's monthly mathematics exam, and 19 and 20 are two geometry questions. There is no problem with their questions, but the answers seem to be problematic. She took out the test paper of this monthly exam and spread it out in front of Wang Fa.　　Teacher Lu also sorted out the standard answers of all the exam papers to her before. Therefore, there is a clear inverted arrow before the 19 and 20 questions of the math answers.　　Wang Fa raised his eyes, looking incredulous.　　"The answers to these two questions are reversed." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Wen Chengye also wrote the answer backwards?" Wang Fa's expression was slightly awe-inspiring.　　Lin Wanxing sighed slightly.　　It's bizarre though.　　But connecting the clues, Lin Wanxing believes that the "19. and 20." remarks on the takeaway receipt are to expose a lie about Wen Chengye All of Wen Chengye's answer results are not the result of his independent thinking and answers, and he got the answers to each exam out of nowhere.　　Wen Chengye has been cheating.　　The tea soup was still warm, but the night breeze was getting cooler, and Lin Wanxing fell into an unbearable silence.　　In fact, what she has to do now is very simple.　　Turn on your mobile phone and give Mr. Lu a call to check whether the two questions filled in the mathematics exam paper are really 19 and 20.　　But sitting under the vine trellis, his thoughts were stagnant, but Lin Wanxing didn't do it.　　The sound of people downstairs opening the windows and talking can be heard a little. It's rare for her to hesitate because of difficulties.　　Wang Fa's voice sounded at the right time: "Even if you call Teacher Lu and confirm that Wen Chengye's two questions are indeed written backwards." But there is still no evidence that Wen Chengye cheated. He could have said that he had read the wrong question number and written it in the wrong place, and it was all a coincidence. "Well, there's a high probability that he said the same thing to Mr. Lu." Lin Wanxing said in a very light tone.　　"It's actually very interesting." Wang Fa said, "This small ticket is a clue, but it is also a task, it is asking you to find evidence that can nail Wen Chengye?" "But coach, I'm not worried about the 'evidence'......" Lin Wanxing also looked at him and said uncertainly, "I'm just thinking, what should I do?" 　　Nearby, on the rooftop wall, there is also a slogan that reads "Warm Celebration". Further afield, the stadium and the city were plunged into darkness.　　She had a student in her mind's eye.　　Wen Chengye's face was indifferent, and he tilted his head slightly. He cheats on exams, refuses to communicate, and loaths everyone.　　When she found out about this incident, she should report it to the school, and the school may expel Wen Chengye according to the rules and regulations, or she may let him stay in school for inspection.　　And then what?　　Is that done her job?　　Indeterminate like a cloud that has obscured the moon, the light is hazy.　　Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa. "How did your team deal with players who made mistakes?" 　　"You're asking, what will we do with 'cheating' players like Wen Chengye?" 　　"Hmm." 　　"If he's not 'worthy', we'll terminate the contract and fire him. But if he is 'valuable' enough, then our tolerance will be higher, but if he touches on some issues involving the bottom line of interests, he still has to leave. Wang Fa's answer was cruel.　　"The bottom line of interests?" Lin Wanxing was puzzled.　　Wang Fa pondered for a moment and told her a story: "We used to have a player on our team named Peter Warren. He is very talented, physical, fast, and quick. At that time, I was still in a very low position, and I heard from my superiors, and they all thought he was the next Matthew Letissel. The latter was the greatest player in Southampton's club history and would eventually take effect on Southampton. Wang Fa paused, took a sip of tea, and continued, "Because Peter Warren is so talented, the club has a lot of indulgence in him. In the youth team, as long as you are strong enough and can sell for a lot of money, then it is not a problem for you to arrive late and leave early. "And then?" 　　And then this resulted in Peter Warren's stubborn temperament, who was lawless and often outspoken. On one occasion, he made 'racist' remarks in a bar and was posted online. Because the content was too bad, it caused an uproar, and the club was forced to expel him under the pressure of public opinion. Lin Wanxing finally understood what Wang Fa meant by the "bottom line of interests". If the loss caused by this player is greater than what he is worth, then he will be ruthlessly abandoned.　　She looked at Wang Fa, "Peter Warren, did you go to another team later?" "Nope." Wang Fa shook his head, "After that, he was decadent for a while. During a drunken argument, he was hit with a steel pipe and his leg was broken. This is a serious injury during development, and repair surgery can be extremely expensive. But he was fired from us and there is no way the team is going to spend that money for him. He ended up desperate and even called me to borrow money. At that time, he cried and told me that he regretted it very much. When Wang Fa tells the story, there is always a great calm, but Lin Wanxing can also hear that he deeply regrets.　　The cool breeze is like water, and the tea soup is gurgling down.　　He picked up the teapot and poured her another half glass.　　Lin Wanxing fell into deep thought.

第81章 对峙 　　文成业本人并不知道， 昨天夜里，他在足球队朋友们的对话中，被反反复复讨论了很多遍。 　　对他来讲， 这仍是普通和无聊的一天。 　　和往常一样， 他早上7点到校，走进班级时，教室里坐满了人。 　　门窗紧闭，书本摊开，试卷和练习册纷飞。 　　收作业、交作业、抄作业，教室里有种难闻的气味。 　　那种味道让文成业想到自己很小时候， 站在猪肉摊前时的情景。那是闷热潮湿的午后，他被家里保姆阿姨带去菜场，台面铺着一块巨大的猪肋排。 　　摊主一刀剁下， 白色骨茬飞溅， 整个空间霎时弥漫着腥臊的生肉味， 和现在一模一样。 　　文成业在课桌边漫无目的站了会儿，直到有人拍了拍他的肩膀。 　　回头， 他看到了组长赭红色的脸，颜色像悬挂在摊位上的那种肉排。 　　“你作业呢。”组长问。 　　“忘带了。”他说。 　　“又忘带了啊？”那张脸皱在一起，“你怎么老忘带作业，以后三好生什么推优都轮不上你。” 　　文成业放下书包， 假装把自己抽离出这个空间，任由对方在他耳边喋喋不休。 　　“就不知道你成绩怎么混上去的，也不交作业，你其实根本没做吧……” 　　腥臭的味道从左上方飘来， 文成业抬起头， 视线里有一张不断开合的嘴。 　　他的手掌不由自主按上课桌， 终于有了那么点烦躁的感觉。 　　就在他觉得克制不住时，对方忽然想起什么，说：“啊对了，有人让我给你带个东西。” 　　文成业停下动作：“什么人？” 　　“是只恐龙，我找找。”组长挪动毛毛虫样手指，在肥硕的校服裤兜里翻找。 　　“我问，是什、么、人？”文成业强调了一遍。 　　“一个女的，说自己是我们学校足球队的带队老师。你等下啊，我找找，欸东西怎么不在？” 　　文成业脑海中，不由自主浮现起一张笑脸。 　　“哦，我放课桌里了！” 　　对方蹬蹬蹬跑去又跑来，把东西拍在了他的课桌上。 　　“她说里面有字，让你‘千万别看’！” 　　文成业难以置信地看着课桌，那确实是只恐龙。一只纸折的、绿色、霸王龙。 　　阳光下，恐龙只有半个巴掌大，趴在他刚发下的考卷上，像在嘲笑什么东西。 　　“她是不是有毛病，为什么又让你‘千万别看’？”组长嘟囔着，离开他的座位。 　　文成业脑子里充斥着“千万别看”这四个字，他死死盯着那只绿色的恐龙。 　　他知道这是个陷阱，也有非常确定的预感。 　　无论里面写了什么东西，他都知道自己不能看。 　　一整个上午时间。 　　文成业都在克制自己的冲动，不去拆这个恐龙。 　　他一开始把恐龙夹在数学课本里，这是他最讨厌的课。好像这种令人厌恶的玩意儿也能隔绝那只恐龙散发的气息。 　　她说，“千万别看。” 　　“千万别看！” 　　那句话简直像个魔法，他越来越想打开数学课本，拆解恐龙，看看里面到底写了什么。 　　那节课后，他把恐龙扔进垃圾桶。 　　可在这之后的整整一节语文课时间里，他都在想，这也不对。 　　因为垃圾桶里的东西不会被很快倒掉，还会有人往里面扔新的东西。 　　如果他不把恐龙捡出来，那么那张纸和里面的东西，会一直留在教室里，留在他的身边。 　　文成业松开拳头，决定不折腾自己。 　　在下课铃响起的瞬间，他站了起来。老师说“下课”，他在众目睽睽中走到教室最后。 　　弯下腰，忍住恶心，他把垃圾桶那只绿色的恐龙捡了出来。 　　文成业走出教室，站在栏杆边。 　　教学楼高处的风有点冷，俯瞰楼下，树木露出枯枝，人员进进出出，如同萧瑟的池塘和里面缺氧的鱼。 　　那只带着恶作剧意味的恐龙，被他紧紧攥在手里。文成业的手越过栏杆，只要他松手，这该死的恐龙就能滚蛋了。 　　他拽住恐龙的脑袋，将它从中间撕开，可当那抹绿色在他指缝冒头的瞬间，一股奇怪的烦躁感从他指尖窜到头顶。 　　“千万别看。” 　　如果不看，会被认为是在害怕吗？ 　　那个恶心的女老师会说什么？ 　　你还是很在意我们啊？ 　　想到这里，文成业双手如翡，展开了那只被撕开的恐龙。 　　“啪”地一声。 　　绿色便签纸被用力扔在办公桌上，依稀能看清上面复杂的折痕和被蹂躏的痕迹。 　　体育器材室到了秋天，电风扇也不开了。天有些凉，窗户关得严实，因此室内光线有些昏暗压抑。 　　林晚星坐在办公桌前，抬起头，首先看到的是文成业冷漠的眼眸。 　　完全形容为冷漠也不恰当。文成业冰冷的眼睛里，其实还压着两团火焰。 　　林晚星闲暇时看过的修仙小说里，常用这个短句来形容主角被压抑到极点的愤恨目光。 　　按照小说里的套路，下一刻主角就要突然暴起。 　　所以林晚星决定先动一下。 　　她抬起手，指了指自己办公桌对面。那里摆着一张板凳，是林晚星早就准备好的。 　　椅子等了一上午，才等到要等的人。 　　男主同学当然没有立刻听话，他非常固执地盯着桌上被揉烂的便签条。 　　便签条上“19.20.”两个铅笔字淡得差不多了。 　　而在办公桌右下角，同款绿色便签本刚用了小半。 　　文成业也注意到这点，他目光更加坚实冷酷，锁定在她的脸上。 　　林晚星直直对上男生的目光，温和地说：“请坐吧。” 　　男生拳头紧贴裤缝，身体却没有任何动作。 　　林晚星在做新器材登记，见他不愿坐，就低头继续忙自己要做的事情，很随意地他：“你吃午饭了吗？” 　　当然，这个问题也同样没有得到任何回应。 　　林晚星习以为常，她只是自顾自说：“看起来是没吃。也对，收到这种东西，怎么也该纠结半天，茶饭不思，对吧？” 　　“哐”地一声巨响。 　　办公桌前发出了很大动静。 　　文成业发泄似地拖开椅子，一屁股在她对面坐下。 　　响动后，整间器材室又恢复安静。 　　头顶白炽灯的光铺散开来，从文成业头上落到肩膀，将他整个人照得纤毫毕现。 　　林晚星和她的学生分坐在一张办公桌两边。 　　这大概是林晚星第一次认真凝视文成业。 　　文成业也看着她。 　　林晚星没说话。 　　时间轴缓慢地向前移动，从文成业紧蹙的眉头和拉得直直的唇线上，林晚星大概能猜出他在想什么。 　　大概是诸如“你想怎样”“你到底想干什么”之类的台词，但怎么喊，都听上去不够狠辣。 　　所以文成业需要思考好自己的台词，林晚星也在等。 　　“什么意思？” 　　终于，文成业清冷的声线响起。 　　林晚星品味了下这句话，觉得文成业还挺聪明。 　　但她没有和文成业进行任何虚与委蛇的交流，而是单刀直入：“是这样的，我查了下你这次月考的数学考卷，19、20题正确答案印反，而你的答卷也同样写反了。” 　　“老师，当时我在草稿纸上演算好，写到答卷上的时候，正好誊反了。”文成业说。 　　“嗯，我猜你也是用这个理由。”林晚星把手上的圆珠笔转了一圈，对文成业循循善诱，“可叫你过来，是想听实话。” 　　“我没有作弊。”文成业重复道，“我只是把答案写反了。” 　　林晚星盯着学生的眼睛，笑了下。 　　她低下头，翻过一页笔记本，在上面徒手画了一张截图。 　　并写道 　　如图，正方形ABCD所在平面与平面四边形ABEF所在平面互相垂直，△ABE是等腰直角三角形， AB=AEFA=FELAEF=45 　　1.求证：EFI平面BCE; 　　2.设线段CD AE的中点分别为P M，求证：PMII平面BCE 　　3.求二面角F-BD-A的大小。 　　写完题目，她停笔，将自己的笔记本推到文成业面前，旋转360度。最后，她把她的那支圆珠笔，搁在文成业的手指前。 　　文成业抬起眼皮。 　　“那做一下这道题。”林晚星说。 　　“我为什么要做你出的题？” 　　“这不是我出的题目。”林晚星很平静地说，“这是你‘誊错’几何题的其中一道。” 　　文成业闻言，目光微怔。 　　他低下头看了一会儿，乖顺地拿起笔，按下按钮。 　　就在要落笔瞬间，他突然松开了手。 　　圆珠笔从他指缝间滑落，“啪嗒”一声掉在地上。 　　文成业抬起脚，踩住了那支笔。 　　塑料和地面发出了令人牙酸的咯吱声响。 　　“不好意思老师，笔掉了。”文成业说。 　　林晚星认真说道：“文成业，这种程度是没法激怒我的。我大可以领你到教务处，在你面前摆上和你上次月考一模一样的空白卷，你手边会有且只有一支笔。到那个时候，你也会像现在这样，把笔扔掉吗？” 　　文成业还是看着她，少年眼神中原先的嘲讽意味隐去，但也还没到不知所措的时候。 　　时间轴继续缓慢向前，操场上学生们的笑闹声，渺远得像在另一个空间。 　　器材室里格外冷寂。 　　“那你为什么不这么做呢？”文成业反问。 　　“是啊，我为什么不这么做呢？按理说，我是应该把你举报给学校的。因为你考试作弊，本质是对其他所有认真学习同学的不公平。” 　　“所以我问你，为什么不带我去教务处？”他又重复了一遍。 　　“我说了，在我做决定之前，我想和你谈谈。“林晚星说。 　　“你不会这么恶心，想感化我吧？”文成业突然身体前倾，压迫感十足。 　　“首先我想知道，你为什么要作弊呢？”林晚星问。 　　文成业愣住，突然靠回椅背，没有回答。 　　林晚星审视着面前的少年：“你对一切都表现出满不在乎的态度，可作弊说明你很在意考试成绩的结果。为什么这么在意成绩？” 　　“是我在意吗，明明是你们很在意。”文成业说。 　　“我们？”林晚星顿了顿，“你是说我们老师、家长？” 　　“不然呢？” 　　“所以你考得好成绩，是为了满足我们的诉求。”林晚星缓缓说道，“那你很在意‘我们’啊？” 　　果然，这句话又触及文成业逆鳞，他再度露出压抑的暴戾神色，“老师，所以你还是没回答，为什么不把我送去教务处呢，你是真想感化我？” 　　“说感化其实也不对。”林晚星向后靠去，说道，“我刚才在思考，像你这样的学生，就算我带你去教务处，好像也没什么意思？” 　　文成业脸上露出讥讽表情。 　　“你想象一下那个场景：你的父母家长老师全部被叫到一个办公室里，大家围着你，这种情况，你该怎么办呢？” 　　桌对面的少年脸色冷了下来，林晚星自顾自说道，“我觉得，你应该自始至终都不会说话，因为沉默是最好的自我保护。你作弊那么多次，应该早就想过被逮住该怎么办了吧？”林晚星停了一下，问他，“那你想知道，我会建议学校怎么做吗？” 　　听到这话，文成业眉头皱了起来。 　　“你可以闭嘴，一题也不写。但我会建议学校，之后每次考试，都把你放到一个单间里，你的试卷和别人不一样。我能保证，无论你的作弊方式是什么，又是谁向你提供考试答案，他都没法搞到这些。到那时候，你又要怎么做呢？” 　　林晚星不断在说，也不断在观察文成业的表情。 　　文成业终于有些慌乱。 　　“请你继续想象一下那个情景，直到你被学校以作弊开除前，你都必须呆坐在一张又一张考卷前。90分钟又90分钟，你什么都做不了，什么也说不了，你也能想象这样的场景吗？” 　　“你到底想说什么？”文成业终于无法忍耐，推开椅子站起来。 　　“我想说，这似乎挺折磨的，你想经历一次吗？”林晚星问。 　　“你在威胁我，你拿我作弊这件事在威胁我？！”文成业像摊牌似的，突然露出嘲讽笑容，仿佛占据了一切的制高点，“其实说白了，你就是想让我回去踢球，是不是？ 　　“你当然也可以这么理解。”林晚星很平静地说，“我们现在确实需要一个球员。” 　　办公桌前的少年，露出得意洋洋的表情，林晚星却没再看他。她而是重新撕下一张绿色便签，在上面写了一个地址，推到他面前。 　　“本来我很犹豫。但和你聊到现在我突然发现，对你这样的学生来讲，学校的惩罚根本算不上什么，那些都不会让你太难受。”林晚星说。 　　“所以你想怎样，亲自折磨我？”文成业冷笑。 　　“怎么会呢？”林晚星笑道，“我一向是用‘爱的感化教育’。”
Chapter 81 Confrontation Wen Chengye himself didn't know that he had been discussed many times in the conversation between his friends on the football team last night.　　It was still an ordinary and boring day for him.　　As usual, he arrived at school at 7 a.m. and when he walked into class, the classroom was full.　　Doors and windows were closed, books were spread out, and test papers and workbooks were scattered.　　Collecting homework, handing in homework, copying homework, there is a bad smell in the classroom.　　The smell reminded Wen Chengye of when he was a child, standing in front of a pork stall. It was a hot and humid afternoon, and he was taken to the vegetable market by the family's nanny and aunt, and a huge pork rib was laid on the countertop.　　The stall owner chopped it off, and the white bone stubble splashed, and the whole space was filled with the smell of fishy raw meat, exactly the same as now.　　Wen Chengye stood aimlessly at his desk for a while, until someone tapped him on the shoulder.　　Looking back, he saw the ochre-red face of the group leader, the color of which resembled the kind of meat steak hanging from the stall.　　"Where's your homework?" The team leader asked.　　"I forgot to bring it." He said.　　"Forgot to bring it again?" The face wrinkled together, "Why do you always forget to bring your homework, and it won't be your turn to recommend any good students in the future." Wen Chengye put down his schoolbag and pretended to pull himself out of this space, allowing the other party to chatter in his ear.　　"I don't know how your grades got in, and you don't hand in your homework, you didn't actually do it at all......" 　　The smell of fishy smell wafted from the upper left, Wen Chengye raised his head, and there was a mouth that kept opening and closing in his sight.　　His palms involuntarily pressed against the desk, and he finally felt a little irritated.　　Just when he felt that he couldn't restrain himself, the other party suddenly remembered something and said, "Ah yes, someone asked me to bring you something." Wen Chengye stopped: "What person?" "It's a dinosaur, I'll look for it." The team leader moved his caterpillar-like fingers and rummaged through the pockets of his fat school uniforms.　　"I asked, what is it, what is it?" Wen Chengye emphasized again.　　"A woman said that she was the lead teacher of our school's football team. Wait, I'll look for it, why isn't the thing there? In Wen Chengye's mind, a smiling face involuntarily appeared.　　"Oh, I'm in my desk!" 　　The other man staggered and ran and ran, slapping things on his desk.　　"She said there were words in it, so you 'don't read it'!" 　　Wen Chengye looked at the desk in disbelief, it was indeed a dinosaur. A paper-folded, green, T-Rex.　　Under the sun, the dinosaur was only half the size of a palm, lying on the exam paper he had just handed out, as if he was laughing at something.　　"Is there something wrong with her, and why do you want to 'don't look at it'?" The group leader muttered and left his seat.　　Wen Chengye's mind was full of the words "don't look", and he stared at the green dinosaur.　　He knew it was a trap and had a very definite hunch.　　No matter what was written in it, he knew he couldn't read it.　　All morning.　　Wen Chengye is restraining his impulse not to dismantle this dinosaur.　　He started by sandwiching dinosaurs in his math textbook, which was the class he hated the most. It was as if this disgusting thing could also isolate the dinosaur's scent.　　She said, "Don't look at it. "Don't look!" 　　It was like magic, and he wanted to open the math textbook more and more, disassemble the dinosaur, and see what was written inside.　　After that class, he threw the dinosaur in the trash.　　But for the whole time of Chinese class after that, he thought that this was not right.　　Because the contents of the trash can are not quickly emptied and someone throws new things into it.　　If he doesn't pick up the dinosaur, then the piece of paper and the contents will stay in the classroom, by his side.　　Wen Chengye let go of his fist and decided not to toss himself.　　At the moment when the bell rang, he stood up. The teacher said "class", and he walked to the end of the classroom in full view.　　Bending down and holding back his nausea, he picked up the green dinosaur from the trash can.　　Wen Chengye walked out of the classroom and stood by the railing.　　The wind at the top of the teaching building is a little cold, overlooking the downstairs, the trees are showing dead branches, and people are coming in and out, like a bleak pond and the fish lacking oxygen in it.　　The dinosaur, with a sense of mischief, was tightly held in his hand. Wen Chengye's hand went over the railing, and as long as he let go, the damn dinosaur would be able to get out.　　He grabbed the dinosaur's head and tore it open in the middle, but a strange sense of irritability ran from his fingertips to the top of his head as the green color popped up between his fingers.　　"Don't look at it." 　　If you don't look at it, will it be considered scared?　　What will that disgusting female teacher say?　　Do you still care about us?　　Thinking of this, Wen Chengye unfolded the torn dinosaur with his hands like a jade.　　"Smack".　　The green sticky notes were tossed the desk, and the intricate creases and ravaged marks on it were faintly visible.　　In the sports equipment room, in the fall, the electric fan is not turned on. It was a little cold, and the windows were tightly closed, so the light in the room was a little dim and oppressive.　　Lin Wanxing sat at the desk, raised her head, and the first thing she saw was Wen Chengye's indifferent eyes.　　It is also inappropriate to describe it as indifferent entirely. In Wen Chengye's cold eyes, there were actually two flames pressed.　　In the immortal cultivation novels that Lin Wanxing read in his spare time, this short sentence is often used to describe the protagonist's extremely suppressed resentful gaze.　　According to the routine in the novel, the next moment the protagonist will suddenly burst out.　　So Lin Wanxing decided to move first.　　She lifted her hand and gestured across her desk. There was a bench there, which Lin Wanxing had prepared a long time ago.　　The chair waited all morning before waiting for the person to wait.　　Of course, the male protagonist's classmate was not immediately obedient, and he stared very stubbornly at the crumpled sticky notes on the table.　　The sticky note on it reads "19.20." The two pencil words are almost faint.　　In the lower right corner of the desk, the same green notebook has just been used.　　Wen Chengye also noticed this, and his gaze became more solid and cold, locked on her face.　　Lin Wanxing met the boy's gaze straight and said gently, "Please sit down." The boy's fists were pressed against the seams of his trousers, but his body did not move.　　Lin Wanxing was registering for new equipment, and when he saw that he didn't want to sit, he lowered his head and continued to be busy with what he had to do, and he said very casually: "Have you had lunch?" Of course, this question also went unanswered.　　Lin Wanxing was used to it, she just said to herself: "It looks like she hasn't eaten." That's right, when you receive this kind of thing, you should be entangled for a long time, and you don't think about tea and dinner, right? There was a loud bang.　　There was a loud movement at the desk.　　Wen Chengye dragged away the chair as if venting, and sat down opposite her.　　After the sound, the entire equipment room was quiet again.　　The light of the incandescent lamp above his head spread out, falling from Wen Chengye's head to his shoulders, illuminating his whole person in detail.　　Ms. Lin and her students sat on opposite sides of a desk.　　This is probably the first time Lin Wanxing has seriously stared at Wen Chengye.　　Wen Chengye also looked at her.　　Lin Wanxing didn't speak.　　The timeline moved forward slowly, and from Wen Chengye's frowning brows and straightened lips, Lin Wanxing could probably guess what he was thinking.　　It's probably lines like "what do you want" and "what do you want to do", but no matter how you shout, it doesn't sound ruthless enough.　　So Wen Chengye needs to think about his lines, and Lin Wanxing is also waiting.　　"What do you mean?" 　　Finally, Wen Chengye's cold voice sounded.　　Lin Wanxing tasted this sentence and felt that Wen Chengye was quite smart.　　But she didn't have any false communication with Wen Chengye, but went straight to the point: "That's right, I checked the math test paper of your monthly exam, and the correct answers to questions 19 and 20 were reversed, and your answer sheet was also written backwards." "Teacher, at that time, I was doing a good job on the scratch paper, and when I wrote it on the answer sheet, I happened to transcrib it backwards." Wen Chengye said.　　"Well, I'm guessing you're using that reason too." Lin Wanxing turned the ballpoint pen in her hand around, and persuaded Wen Chengye step by step, "I can call you over because I want to hear the truth." "I'm not cheating." Wen Chengye repeated, "I just wrote the answer backwards. Lin Wanxing stared at the student's eyes and smiled.　　She lowered her head, flipped through a page of her notebook, and drew a screenshot of it with her bare hands.　　And writes As shown in the figure, the plane where the square ABCD is located and the plane where the plane of the plane quadrilateral ABEF is perpendicular to each other, △ABE is an isosceles right triangle, AB=AEFA=FELAEF=45 1.Verification: EFI plane BCE; 　　2. Let the midpoint of the CD AE of the line segment be P M, and verify that the PMII plane BCE 3. Find the magnitude of the dihedral angle F-BD-A.　　After writing the topic, she stopped writing and pushed her notebook in front of Wen Chengye, rotating it 360 degrees. Finally, she put her ballpoint pen in front of Wen Chengye's finger.　　Wen Chengye raised his eyelids.　　"Let's do this question." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Why should I do your question?" 　　"That's not my question." Lin Wanxing said calmly, "This is one of your 'transcribed' geometry problems. When Wen Chengye heard this, his eyes were slightly stunned.　　He looked down for a moment, then obediently picked up the pen and pressed the button.　　Just as he was about to put down his pen, he suddenly let go of his hand.　　The ballpoint pen slipped between his fingers and fell to the ground with a "click".　　Wen Chengye raised his foot and stepped on the pen.　　There was a tooth-aching creak from the plastic and the floor.　　"I'm sorry teacher, the pen is off." Wen Chengye said.　　Lin Wanxing said seriously: "Wen Chengye, this level can't anger me. I can take you to the Registrar's Office, and put in front of you a blank paper exactly like your last monthly exam, and you will have only a pen at hand. By that time, will you also throw away the pen as you do now? Wen Chengye still looked at her, and the original mockery in the young man's eyes disappeared, but it was not yet the time to be overwhelmed.　　The timeline continues to move forward slowly, and the laughter of the students on the playground is so distant that it seems to be in another dimension.　　It was cold and silent in the equipment room.　　"Then why don't you do it?" Wen Chengye asked rhetorically.　　"yes, why wouldn't I do that? It stands to reason that I should have reported you to the school. Because you cheat on exams, the essence is unfair to all other serious students. "So I ask you, why don't you take me to the Registrar's Office?" He repeated it again.　　"I said, I want to talk to you before I make a decision." Lin Wanxing said.　　"You can't be so disgusting and want to influence me, will you?" Wen Chengye suddenly leaned forward, full of oppression.　　"First of all, I want to know, why are you cheating?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　Wen Chengye was stunned, suddenly leaned back in his chair, and did not answer.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the young man in front of him: "You show a nonchalant attitude towards everything, but cheating shows that you care a lot about the results of the test results." Why do you care so much about grades?"Do I care, it's obvious that you care a lot." Wen Chengye said.　　"We?" Lin Wanxing paused, "You mean our teachers and parents?" "Or else?" 　　"So you got good grades in the exam to meet our demands." Lin Wanxing said slowly, "Then you care about 'us' very much?" Sure enough, this sentence touched Wen Chengye's scales again, and he once again showed a suppressed and violent look, "Teacher, so you still haven't answered, why don't you send me to the Academic Affairs Office, do you really want to influence me?" "It's not right to say that you are probationary." Lin Wanxing leaned back and said, "I was thinking just now, a student like you, even if I take you to the Academic Affairs Office, it doesn't seem to be interesting?" Wen Chengye had a sarcastic expression on his face.　　"Imagine that scenario: your parents, parents, and teachers are all called into an office, and everyone is around you, what should you do?" 　　The face of the young man on the other side of the table turned cold, and Lin Wanxing said to herself, "I think you should never speak from beginning to end, because silence is the best self-protection." You've cheated so many times, you should have thought about what to do if you get caught, right? Lin Wanxing paused and asked him, "Then you want to know, will I advise the school to do it?" Hearing this, Wen Chengye's brows furrowed.　　"You can shut up and not write a single question. But I would suggest that the school, every time you take an exam after that, they will put you in a single room, and your test papers will be different from others. I can assure you that no matter what your cheating methods are or who gives you the answers to the exam, he won't be able to get them. What will you do then? Lin Wanxing kept talking, and she was constantly observing Wen Chengye's expression.　　Wen Chengye finally panicked.　　"Please continue to imagine that situation until you are expelled from school for cheating, and you have to sit in front of exam paper after exam. 90 minutes and 90 minutes, you can't do anything, you can't say anything, can you imagine such a scene? "What the hell are you trying to say?" Wen Chengye finally couldn't bear it anymore and pushed away the chair and stood up.　　"I mean, this seems quite torturous, do you want to go through it once?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"You're threatening me, you're threatening me for cheating?!" Wen Chengye suddenly showed a mocking smile like a showdown, as if he occupied the commanding heights of everything, "Actually, to put it bluntly, you just want me to go back to playing, don't you?"　　"Of course you can understand it that way." Lin Wanxing said calmly, "We really need a player now. The young man at the desk showed a triumphant expression, but Lin Wanxing didn't look at him again. Instead, she tore off a green sticky note, wrote an address on it, and pushed it in front of him.　　"Originally, I was hesitant. But now that I've been talking to you, I've suddenly realized that for a student like you, school punishment is nothing at all, and it doesn't make you feel too bad. Lin Wanxing said.　　"So what do you want to do to torture me personally?" Wen Chengye sneered.　　"How so?" Lin Wanxing said with a smile, "I have always used 'love education'. ”

第82章 归队 　　对林晚星来讲， 她不能确定让文成业加入，究竟是对是错。 　　大部分事，也没办法简单以正确与否来评判。 　　更多的评判标准可能是， 这么做比较好一些， 或者说，不这么做比较好。 　　梧桐路17号，二楼。 　　室内昏暗，投影幕布放下。 　　悬挂在天花板上的投影仪光束变幻，幕布墙上的画面五彩斑斓，空间里是悦耳的音乐。 　　小教室里几乎坐满了人。 　　前排是年纪偏小的孩子， 小学生初中生都有。足球队的男生们，坐在后面一些。 　　而在那些光线暗些的角落里，还有几位中年人， 甚至有一对头发花白的老夫妻， 他们都是楼里的邻居。 　　具体这个活动是怎么开启的， 已经无法考证了。 　　总之大概是夏末初秋时，有天楼里小朋友被补习班里放电影的声音吸引。然后就是大人来找孩子， 也不知不觉坐下，跟着看完整部。 　　后来，小朋友们天天到点就来，吵着闹着要看动画片。 　　可这影响足球队学生们每天晚上学习。 　　所以林晚星作为楼长（房东？）， 只能提议，每周选两天，作为固定放映日。 　　渐渐的，邻居们都知道这么个活动。周三、五晚上， 大家逐渐就会聚在一起。林晚星还被要求在补习班门口放块小黑板， 写上放映片名， 方便预告观众。 　　破旧的居民楼，放太久会自动关机的投影仪，不算鲜明的人物在幕布上浮动，还有音乐，暗哑但灵动的管弦乐。 　　今日放映的片目，是著名科幻电影《火星救援》。 　　今天选择这部片子，并非因为学生们对科幻感兴趣，而是他们近来在聊种土豆的话题，不知怎么就搜到了这部。 　　整部影片讲述在一次火星登陆任务中，宇航员马克·沃特尼因沙尘暴被而被误以为死亡，独自流浪火星求生的故事。 　　投影幕布上，宇航员正在火星钻研如何“种土豆”的问题。 　　文成业进入教室中时，见到的差不多就是这样的场景。 　　一开始，没人注意到文成业。 　　空间里是跳跃的音符，所有人都被冒出地面的土豆苗，攫取心神。 　　所以背书包的男生在门口站了有一段时间，才被发现。 　　先是秦敖踢了踢前排的陈江河，然后是付新书吃惊地盯着门口，林鹿的反应最大，直接把“卧槽”两个字喊出声。 　　男生们看到文成业，都像见鬼似的，闹出不小动静，引得其他观众不满。 　　而文成业只是板着脸站在门口，凤眸微敛，仰起白净的脸，虽然他的拳头悄悄在身手握紧，却没有调头离开的意思。 　　林晚星和王法目光相接，她冲王法点了点头，推开椅子站起来，走到文成业面前。 　　“欢迎光临。”她用轻快的语气对文成业说。 　　男生当然没第一时间接受她的邀请。 　　林晚星看了看时间，又问文成业：“和爸妈说好了吗，我们这里结束会比较晚。” 　　男生把下巴放下10°，差不多算作点头。 　　教室里骚动不已，前排小朋友也被影响。 　　文成业还是站在门口，不进也不退。 　　林晚星看出学生心中所想。 　　“放心，你是被我威胁才来的，一点都不自愿。” 　　她宽慰道。 　　台阶也够用，而且来都来了，转头再走也丢人，文成业终于抬起脚步，迈入教室。 　　男生走得很慢，有那么一瞬间，投影灯光在他的脸上和校服上变幻，如梦境般迷离。 　　电影中的故事徐徐推进，主人公记录自己的火星生活，而地球上，他曾经的机组成员们，也开始了营救之旅。 　　对于年纪稍小的孩子来说，这些剧情略显平淡无趣，小朋友们后来走了一些。而一对租住在楼里的小情侣自始至终都相互依偎，安静地看着整个故事。 　　林晚星在电影高潮的瞬间看向文成业，发现他正聚精会神地看着幕布。 　　在那里，宇宙宏达的深空背景之上。 　　两个身穿白色宇航服的人类终于相拥，橙红色的救援绳，在他们周围环绕飘荡。 　　从六点到将近八点半，两个多小时电影时间。 　　电影最后，以男主人公对未来宇航员们的一席轻松讲座，作为结尾。 　　片尾曲响起，学生们终于回过神来。 　　林晚星又等了一会，站起来，打开了教室里的灯。 　　和往常一样，如同电影院散场般。 　　楼里的其他邻居们依次离开，教室里的座位，又都空下来不少。 　　林晚星走上讲台。 　　文成业独自坐在教室一角，而其他学生，则分布在另一侧。 　　他们中间的空白桌椅，就像火星和地球间的宇宙空间。再没有电影放映时的昏暗，能遮掩鸿沟。 　　林晚星慢条斯理地收拾电脑和投影幕布，黑板逐渐显露出来。 　　“今天的电影，感觉怎么样？”她问道。 　　像一语惊醒梦中人似地，秦敖在座位上半跳起来，指着文成业，嗓门巨大：“他怎么来了？” 　　这句话并不是对文成业说的。 　　林晚星知道，这个问题是在质问她。 　　她于是看向文成业。 　　少年面容骤然紧绷，眼神也终于透露不安，但他还是坐在那里，并对她接下来要说的话，充满警惕。 　　林晚星的目光蜻蜓点水，略过文成业，看向其他学生。 　　她没讲任何她和文成业的谈判内容，而是笑道：“啊，你们不是都知道吗？” 　　“知道什么知道啊！” 　　“老师你别装傻！” 　　“你让文狗来这的？” 　　“对啊。”林晚星很平和地道，“我们足球队不还缺一位队员，之前大家不都真心想邀请文成业加入的吗？” 　　“yue！” 　　“你好恶心啊老师！” 　　“谁邀请他了！” 　　“不是，就算我们找他凑人头，那你为什么让他来这？” 　　男生们纷纷做出快吐了的动作，显然对她这番场面话不买账。而他们更不能接受，自己的领地被文成业侵犯。 　　大概就像一群小金毛，对于窝里新来抢地盘的杜宾犬充满敌意。 　　林晚星：“我们的目的是比赛，可时间紧任务重，训练场磨合时间太短，我认为，让小文同学加入我们的生活，能更好地……”她想了下，突然有点卡壳，不由得看向文成业身后的位置。 　　“培养队员间的默契。”属于王法的声音适时响起。 　　文成业震惊地回头。 　　在那里，王法在课桌后微起身，绅士地伸出手，自我介绍道：“我叫王法，你的教练。” 　　文成业表情很冷漠。 　　他板着脸，只是低头看着王法向他伸出的手，却没有任何动作。 　　片刻后，王法很自然收回手。 　　秦敖立刻不忿：“教练你给他脸了，理他干嘛？” 　　“不要吃醋。”王法安抚秦敖。 　　秦敖立刻瞪大眼，有点结巴：“吃什么，我吃什么啊！？” 　　“不会说话就去吃屎。”祁亮在旁边冷冷地道。 　　秦敖嗖地转身，冲祁亮喊：“你主子来了，跟我这找茬呢是吧？” 　　眼看学生们又要吵起来，林晚星说：“看来大家已经很熟悉了呀，那还需要再互相自我介绍一下吗？” 　　“老师，别尬聊了！”秦敖愤愤地道。 　　“啊呀，难得来了新人，我也会不知道要说什么好呀。”林晚星看向文成业，笑着拉开抽屉，“那我们快进到下一个环节吧。” 　　从抽屉里，林晚星拿出一份表格，放到文成业面前：“这是我们每天的日程表，都是大家自行开会讨论制定的。如果你对表格的内容持反对意见，可以在每周五晚上的班级大会上提出动议。” 　　她边说，边看向身边其他学生：“他们会给你介绍我们自治管理的具体流程，你熟悉一下，就知道怎么进行了。” 　　对此，足球队其他学生们满脸写着抗拒，没人愿意介绍，总之还是不爽文成业真要和他们一起。 　　文成业低头看着时间表，眉头紧蹙。 　　林晚星给了他一点阅读时间。 　　“你们每天破事真多。”文成业看完表格，很不屑地说。 　　在学生们要怼文成业前，林晚星说：“我们是很忙啊，因为大家有很多感兴趣的事情。”林晚星温和地说，“如果你有想一起完成的事情，也可以在周五大会上提出来。” 　　男生们听到这话，又很自然地抗议了几句。 　　诸如“谁要和他一起”这种，都被自然过滤了。 　　“那我现在可以走了吗？”文成业问。 　　“还不可以哦。”林晚星说。 　　“还有什么事？” 　　“是这样的。”林晚星缓缓走回讲台前，“我们每次观影后，都要写一份电影的观后感。” 　　文成业：“那么无聊的片子？” 　　林晚星对他的评价不以为意：“就算电影无聊，你也可以写出有趣的观后感啊。我们的‘观后感’，没有固定的主题，没有固定的格式，更没有字数要求，你可以随意发散，写点什么或者画幅画都可以。” 　　“画画？” 　　“对，我那天画过四格，老师说我画得好。”林鹿很配合。 　　“确实不错。”林晚星认真点头。 　　“你真把他们当弱智哄。”文成业很不屑。 　　“找茬呢是吧崽种！”秦敖又忍不住，一拳锤到文成业课桌上，替自己小弟出头。 　　“楼下奶奶这个点准备睡了，你小点声。”林晚星无奈地道， “时间差不多了，大家收拾收拾，我们带文成业参观一下。” 　　虽然很不情愿，但文成业对加入观光一事并无任何实质性抗拒。 　　总结一下，他还是乖乖跟着走了。 　　文成业这么听话，其他学生们都觉得无法理解。走过转角时，林晚星被秦敖偷偷拉住，问她到底对文成业”做了什么“。 　　林晚星神秘地笑了下。 　　秦敖搓了搓身上的鸡皮疙瘩，说：“别笑了，怪渗人的！” 　　男生们对文成业颇有敌意。 　　林晚星介绍生活设施，他们就像一连小尾巴，缀在后面，监视着文成业的一举一动。 　　首先是补习班。 　　林晚星告诉文成业，他们现在的小教室，是她爷爷奶奶发挥余热，退休后经营的地方。 　　这里虽然地方不大，但五脏俱全。左右两边有教室，还有小的休息区，供不上课的学生们休息交流。 　　林晚星打开最后一个房间，是杂物间。 　　“这里有很多平时上课会用到的材料，所以要定期整理，具体各人负责的时间以后跟你讲。平时无聊的话，有很多杂志和各类书籍可以看。”林晚星指着杂物间角落的两排大书架，做总结陈词。 　　“上课，谁教？”文成业冷漠的目光瞥来，“你？” 　　“除了我，也没别人了啊。”林晚星耸了耸肩。 　　“你教？难怪他们还是这么废物。”文成业说。 　　“看不起谁呢？”俞明立刻挺身而出，“我们林老师可是高考状元！” 　　“还发表什么什么S什么I……然后拿了很多奖的很厉害的老师！”郑飞扬也说。 　　“你们低调一点。”林晚星谦虚地对学生们说。 　　“你也知道低调？” 　　“你自己吹牛逼的时候怎么没见你低调！” 　　“我是说，这种事情我喜欢自己来。”林晚星转向文成业，自我介绍：“我是林晚星，永川大学硕士研究生，省高考文科状元，共发表9篇SCI论文，其中6篇一作，7年国家奖学金获得者。”她顿了顿，最后说，“你的，老师。” 　　文成业冰封似的脸上，终于出现裂痕。 　　林晚星很满意地带队走出杂物间，关上教室的灯，和学生们一起往楼上走。 　　夜里拾阶而上，学生们已经习惯于照顾邻里，夜晚放轻脚步。 　　楼道里只有呼吸声和很细碎的脚步声。 　　人都是不由自主的从众生物，在这种环境下，文成业也变得很小心。 　　还是那扇铁门，只是身后的学生人数出现小变化。 　　林晚星把门推开，秋天夜里的风灌入走廊，眼前是一片开阔夜空。 　　天台上，满满当当，热热闹闹。 　　一半是种菜的白色泡沫箱，另一半是各种手工打造的生活设施。 　　“这里是……”林晚星想了下，向文成业介绍道，“我们的家。”
Chapter 82: Returning to the Team For Lin Wanxing, she couldn't be sure whether it was right or wrong to let Wen Chengye join.　　Most things can't be judged simply by whether they're right or not.　　The more criterion might be that it's better to do it, or it's better not to do it.　　17 Wutong Road, 2nd floor.　　The room is dim and the projection screen is lowered.　　The beams of the projectors hanging from the ceiling change, the images on the curtain walls are colorful, and the space is filled with pleasant music.　　The small classroom was almost full.　　In the front row are young children, elementary school and junior high school students. The boys of the football team, sit in the back.　　And in those dimly lit corners, there were a couple of middle-aged people, and even an old couple with gray hair, who were neighbors in the building.　　It is impossible to verify exactly how this event was started.　　In short, it was about the end of summer and early autumn, and the children in the sky tower were attracted by the sound of movies playing in cram schools. And then the adults come looking for the kids, and before they know it, they sit down and follow through the whole book.　　Later, the children came every day and clamored to watch cartoons.　　But this affects the students of the football team to study every night.　　So Lin Wanxing as the building manager (landlord?) It can only be proposed to choose two days a week as a fixed screening day.　　Gradually, the neighbors became aware of this event. On Wednesday and Friday nights, people will gradually get together. Lin Wanxing was also asked to put a small blackboard at the door of the cram school and write the title of the screening film to facilitate the preview of the audience.　　Dilapidated residential buildings, projectors that turn off after too long, not-so-stark figures floating on the screen, and music, dull but agile orchestral music.　　The film screened today is the famous science fiction movie "The Martian".　　I chose this film today not because the students are interested in science fiction, but because they have been talking about growing potatoes recently, and somehow they found this one.　　The whole film tells the story of astronaut Mark Watney who wanders alone on Mars to survive during a Mars landing mission, when he was mistaken for death due to a sandstorm.　　On the projection screen, astronauts are studying how to "grow potatoes" on Mars.　　When Wen Chengye entered the classroom, he saw almost this scene.　　At first, no one noticed Wen Chengye.　　The space was filled with jumping notes, and everyone was snatched up by the potato seedlings that popped out of the ground.　　So the boy carrying the bag stood at the door for a while before he was discovered.　　First Qin Ao kicked Chen Jianghe in the front row, and then Fu Xinshu stared at the door in surprise, Lin Lu reacted the most, and directly shouted the word "slot".　　When the boys saw Wen Chengye, they all looked like ghosts, making a lot of noise, which caused dissatisfaction among other audiences.　　And Wen Chengye just stood at the door with a straight face, his phoenix eyes were slightly constricted, and his white face was raised, although his fists were quietly clenched, he had no intention of turning around and leaving.　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa met their eyes, she nodded at Wang Fa, pushed away the chair and stood up, and walked in front of Wen Chengye.　　"Welcome." She said to Wen Chengye in a brisk tone.　　Of course, the boy didn't accept her invitation at the first time.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the time, and asked Wen Chengye again: "Have you told your parents, we will end here late." The boy lowered his chin 10°, which almost counted as a nod.　　There was a commotion in the classroom, and the children in the front row were also affected.　　Wen Chengye was still standing at the door, neither advancing nor retreating.　　Lin Wanxing saw what the students were thinking.　　"Don't worry, you came here because I threatened you, and you didn't want it at all." 　　She was relieved.　　The steps are enough, and they are all here, and it is embarrassing to turn around and walk again, Wen Chengye finally raised his steps and stepped into the classroom.　　The boy walked slowly, and for a moment, the projection light changed on his face and uniform, like a dream.　　The story in the movie slowly advances, the protagonist records his life on Mars, and on Earth, his former crew members also begin a rescue journey.　　For the younger children, the plots were a little bland and uninteresting, and the children left a little later. And a young couple who live in a rented building snuggle up to each other from beginning to end, quietly watching the whole story.　　Lin Wanxing looked at Wen Chengye at the climax of the movie and found that he was looking at the curtain intently.　　There, above the deep space background of the universe.　　Two humans in white spacesuits finally embraced, orange-red rescue ropes fluttering around them.　　From six o'clock to nearly half past eight, more than two hours of movie time.　　At the end of the movie, the hero gives a relaxing lecture to the future astronauts.　　The ending song sounds, and the students finally come to their senses.　　Lin Wanxing waited for a while, stood up, and turned on the lights in the classroom.　　As usual, it's like a movie theater ending.　　The other neighbors in the building left one by one, and the seats in the classroom were much vacant.　　Lin Wanxing stepped onto the podium.　　Wen Chengye sat alone in one corner of the classroom, while the other students were distributed on the other side.　　The blank table and chair between them is like the cosmic space between Mars and Earth. There is no more dimness when a movie is shown to hide the chasm.　　Lin Wanxing slowly and methodically put away the computer and projection screen, and the blackboard gradually revealed.　　"How do you feel about today's movie?" She asked.　　As if waking up a person in a dream, Qin Ao half-jumped up in his seat, pointed at Wen Chengye, and said in a huge voice: "Why is he here?" This sentence was not said to Wen Chengye.　　Lin Wanxing knew that this question was questioning her.　　She then looked at Wen Chengye.　　The boy's face suddenly tensed, and his eyes finally revealed uneasiness, but he still sat there, wary of what she was going to say next.　　Lin Wanxing's gaze narrowed, skimming Wen Chengye and looking at the other students.　　She didn't say anything about the negotiation between her and Wen Chengye, but smiled: "Ah, don't you all know? "What do you know, you know!" 　　"Teacher, don't pretend to be stupid!" 　　"You asked Wengou to come here?" 　　"That's right." Lin Wanxing said very calmly, "Isn't there a lack of players in our football team, didn't everyone really want to invite Wen Chengye to join before?" ” 　　“yue！” 　　"You're disgusting, teacher!" 　　"Who invited him!" 　　"No, even if we ask him to get his head together, then why did you let him come here?" 　　The boys made movements that were about to vomit, obviously not buying her words. And they can't accept that their territory has been violated by Wen Chengye.　　Probably like a pack of little golden retrievers, hostile to the new Doberman Pinscher in the nest to grab the territory.　　Lin Wanxing: "Our purpose is to compete, but the time is tight and the task is heavy, and the run-in time on the training ground is too short, I think it will be better to ......let Xiaowen join our lives" She thought for a while, and suddenly got a little stuck, and couldn't help but look at the position behind Wen Chengye.　　"Cultivate the tacit understanding between the players." The voice belonging to Wang Fa sounded at the right time.　　Wen Chengye looked back in shock.　　There, Wang Fa got up slightly behind the desk, stretched out his hand gentlemanly, and introduced himself: "My name is Wang Fa, your coach. Wen Chengye's expression was very indifferent.　　He kept a straight face, just looking down at Wang Fa's outstretched hand to him, but he didn't make any movement.　　After a while, Wang Fa naturally withdrew his hand.　　Qin Ao was immediately angry: "Coach, you gave him face, why do you bother with him?" "Don't be jealous." Wang Fa appeased Qin Ao.　　Qin Ao's eyes immediately widened and he stammered a little: "What to eat, what am I eating!?" "If you can't speak, go eat." Qi Liang said coldly beside him.　　Qin Ao turned around and shouted at Qi Liang: "Your master is here, what about finding fault with me, right?" Seeing that the students were about to quarrel again, Lin Wanxing said: "It seems that everyone is already very familiar, so do you need to introduce yourself to each other again?" "Teacher, don't talk awkwardly!" Qin Ao said indignantly.　　"Ah, it's rare to have a newcomer, and I don't know what to say." Lin Wanxing looked at Wen Chengye and opened the drawer with a smile, "Then let's fast forward to the next link." From the drawer, Lin Wanxing took out a form and put it in front of Wen Chengye: "This is our daily schedule, and we all meet to discuss and formulate it by ourselves." If you disagree with the contents of the form, you can file a motion at the class assembly every Friday evening. As she spoke, she looked at the other students around her: "They will introduce you to the specific process of our self-management, and you will know how to proceed if you are familiar with it." In this regard, the other students of the football team were full of resistance, and no one was willing to introduce them, in short, they were still unhappy that Wen Chengye really wanted to be with them.　　Wen Chengye looked down at the timetable and frowned.　　Lin Wanxing gave him a little time to read.　　"You guys do a lot of things every day." Wen Chengye finished reading the form and said disdainfully.　　Before the students were about to complete their studies, Lin Wanxing said: "We are very busy, because everyone has a lot of things that interest us. Lin Wanxing said gently, "If you have something you want to accomplish together, you can also bring it up at the Friday conference." When the boys heard this, they naturally protested a few words.　　Things like "who wants to be with him" are naturally filtered.　　"Can I go now?" Wen Chengye asked.　　"Not yet." Lin Wanxing said.　　"What else?" 　　"That's right." Lin Wanxing slowly walked back to the podium, "Every time we watch a movie, we have to write a review of the movie. Wen Chengye: "Such a boring film? Lin Wanxing disagreed with his evaluation: "Even if the movie is boring, you can write an interesting after-viewing feeling." There is no fixed theme, no fixed format, and no word count requirement, you can diverge at will, write anything or draw a picture. "Drawing?" 　　"Yes, I drew four squares that day, and the teacher said I drew well." Lin Lu was very cooperative.　　"It's really good." Lin Wanxing nodded seriously.　　"You really treat them like mentally retarded." Wen Chengye was very disdainful.　　"Find the difference, don't you, cub seed!" Qin Ao couldn't help it again, and hammered his fist on Wen Chengye's desk, standing up for his little brother.　　"Grandma downstairs is ready to sleep at this point, you be quiet." Lin Wanxing said helplessly, "It's almost time, everyone pack up, let's take Wen Chengye for a visit." 　　Although reluctant, Wen Chengye did not have any substantial resistance to joining the tour.　　To sum up, he still obediently followed.　　Wen Chengye was so obedient that the other students couldn't understand it. When walking around the corner, Lin Wanxing was secretly stopped by Qin Ao and asked her what she had "done" to Wen Chengye.　　Lin Wanxing smiled mysteriously.　　Qin Ao rubbed the goosebumps on his body and said, "Don't laugh, it's weird!" The boys were quite hostile to Wen Chengye.　　Lin Wanxing introduced the living facilities, they were like a series of small tails, attached to the back, monitoring Wen Chengye's every move.　　The first is cram school.　　Lin Wanxing told Wen Chengye that their current small classroom is where her grandparents used their spare heat to run after retirement.　　Although it is not a big place, it has a lot of organs. There are classrooms on the left and right, as well as small rest areas for students who are not in class to rest and communicate.　　Lin Wanxing opened the last room, which was the utility room.　　"There are a lot of materials that you usually use in class, so I will organize them regularly, and I will tell you about the specific time that each person is responsible for. If you're bored, there are plenty of magazines and books to read. Lin Wanxing pointed to the two rows of large bookshelves in the corner of the utility room and made a concluding statement.　　"Class, who teaches?" Wen Chengye's indifferent gaze glanced over, "You? "There's no one else but me." Lin Wanxing shrugged.　　"You teach? No wonder they're still so wasteful. Wen Chengye said.　　"Who do you look down on?" Yu Ming immediately stepped forward, "Our Teacher Lin is the top student in the college entrance examination!" "What else is published what S what I...... And then a very good teacher who won a lot of awards! Zheng Feiyang also said.　　"Keep your eyes low." Lin Wanxing said modestly to the students.　　"You know low-key, too?" 　　"Why didn't you be low-key when you bragged about yourself!" 　　"I mean, I like to do this kind of thing myself." Lin Wanxing turned to Wen Chengye and introduced himself: "I am Lin Wanxing, a master's student of Yongchuan University, the top student in the liberal arts of the provincial college entrance examination, and has published a total of 9 SCI papers, including 6 of them, and a 7-year national scholarship winner. She paused, and finally said, "Yours, teacher." Wen Chengye's frozen face finally cracked.　　Lin Wanxing was very satisfied and led the team out of the utility room, turned off the lights in the classroom, and walked upstairs with the students.　　Walking up the stairs at night, the students have become accustomed to taking care of their neighbors and taking their feet lightly at night.　　The only sound in the hallway was the sound of breathing and the sound of small footsteps.　　People are involuntarily conformist creatures, and in this environment, Wen Chengye has also become very careful.　　It's still the same iron door, but there is a small change in the number of students behind it.　　Lin Wanxing pushed the door open, and the wind of the autumn night poured into the corridor, and there was an open night sky in front of him.　　On the rooftop, it is full and lively.　　Half of it is a white foam box for growing vegetables, and the other half is a variety of handmade living facilities.　　"This is ......" Lin Wanxing thought for a moment and introduced to Wen Chengye, "Our home." ”

第83章 生活 　　文成业有那么段时间没说话。 　　秋夜清寂， 星月夜下，天台菜园蒙着白纱似的月光。挂藤植物随风摇曳，还有那么点萧瑟感觉。 　　不过幸好， 学生们种下的生菜和小葱都长势茂盛， 秋天也适于杭白菜生长。所以放眼望去，天台菜园仍是欣欣向荣。 　　菜园主要负责人是林鹿、俞明和冯锁，林晚星派遣他们，给文成业介绍菜园的构成。 　　空气里是泥土和蔬菜苗混杂的气味，学生们你一言我一语，七嘴八舌地介绍他们对菜园的规划。 　　文成业双手插袋， 眼高于顶，虽然表情不屑，但天台菜园的丰富程度， 还是很让他震惊。 　　从蔬菜区到大棚区， 俞明给文成业展示他们刚栽下的萝卜和莴笋， 并表示文狗运气真好，过段时间就可以享用新品种成果。 　　文成业自动忽略他的绰号。 　　然后， 在一大堆木质架构前，他再度停下脚步。 　　这里有木沙发、木长桌、木秋千，还有悬挂着的两张吊床，以及矗立在墙边的巨大木架。 　　空间被大量木制品堆满。 　　王法没有加入参观活动， 一早就坐在长桌前饮茶。 　　林鹿给文成业演示他们自己打造的木沙发和可伸缩餐桌。 　　小文少爷还被强行按在沙发上，踩着轮胎脚垫，半躺着感受着夜里的风和头顶的星空。 　　夜色中，他身后木架上的漳红樱灿烂盛放。 　　“很爽吧， 你家没有吧？”秦敖自豪地说道。 　　最后， 林晚星给文成业介绍她和王法的两间屋子， 他们也终于走到栏杆边上。 　　万籁皆寂，夜色下，广袤的球场缓缓铺陈开来。 　　月光如水，草地上每根叶尖都莹莹发亮，跑道外点缀着一串路灯，光色莹润，如珍珠项链般环绕。 　　风拂过耳旁，是凉爽的是畅快的。 　　“那就是我们每天训练的球场。”林晚星说。 　　男生们全部站在栏杆边上，那个时间，所有呜呜渣渣的声音，全都消失了。 　　那座静谧而宏伟的球场，占据了每个人的视网膜。空气里只有他们彼此的呼吸声。但又在某个瞬间，百年来在这里曾发出的所有欢呼声，都一并响起。 　　星光闪烁。 　　一起，一伏。 　　文成业终于看向她。 　　“欢迎加入。”林晚星向他伸出了手。 　　当然，和王法一样，林晚星最终没和文成业握上手。 　　虽然林晚星很确定，有那么一刻，文成业被球场和这里所蕴含的广袤情绪所感染。 　　可他本身不是容易被打动的类型，所以很快，那些未名的情绪，就消散进了风里。 　　院墙上挂着“热烈庆祝宏景八中校园足球队战胜禹州银象！！！”横幅。 　　文成业视线落在红色化纤断面上，嘴里轻轻吐出“傻逼”二字。 　　这话，又瞬间把秦敖点炸。 　　他一个箭步过去，拽住文成业的领口：“说什么呢傻逼，嘴巴放干净点！” 　　果然啊，刚才的和睦融洽都是错觉。 　　眼看着男生们又要吵起来，楼里晚上睡觉的叔叔阿姨们可容不得这种暴动。 　　林晚星只能开始赶人：“好啦，欢迎仪式到此结束。我们各回各家吧。” 　　“结束什么结束！”秦敖的火没发出来，转头瞪着她，很不满意。 　　“意思是来日方长。”林晚星轻轻拍了拍秦敖的肩，示意他松开文成业。 　　虽然很不乐意，但秦敖还是松手了。 　　学生们走时不太情愿，拖拖拉拉。 　　他们眼神闪烁，每个人都一步三回头，仿佛在说 　　“老师，你到底怎么办到的！” 　　“你明明和我们一伙的，怎么和文成业有小秘密了！” 　　林晚星却只是看了看身边的男生，笑而不答。 　　文成业当然是想第一个走的，但被她叫住。 　　“今天感觉怎么样？”林晚星问。 　　“我能有什么感觉？”文成业提了提肩上的背包，反问。 　　“呃，也可以没有。”林晚星笑了下，“你明天能按时来吗，就是突然想到，你的爸爸妈妈会不会不同意你来我们这边上课，需要我向你父母打声招呼吗？” 　　文成业反而笑了：“你觉得他们会管我？” 　　林晚星心下了然，对着文成业背影说：“那记得要交作业，我们早上6：30就开始，明天要来哦。” 　　文成业头也不回，径直往天台大门走去，根本没理她。 　　铁门砰地一下关上。人员散去，天台这才恢复往日平静。 　　一杯温热的茶端到手边，林晚星收回视线，发现王法端着茶，站在她身旁。 　　茶汤是蜜黄色的，鼻息内是甜蜜的果香。 　　林晚星喝了一口，发现是百香果和柠檬，加了点蜂蜜，因此唇齿间酸酸甜甜。 　　理智上，林晚星很清楚，文成业并不适合加入他们。 　　虽然其他学生们平时也吵架，但那属于男生们之间正常的意见不合。 　　可文成业不一样，这男生的道德和善恶观念都非常薄弱。 　　他可以为了个人喜好，伤害他人，并对大部分事情都缺乏兴趣，很难调动积极性。 　　大家一起看电影都不得安宁，文成业还要加入球队，配合其他人一起踢球组队，更像天方夜谭。 　　林晚星完全可以想象，来了以后大家每天和文成业吵架的样子。 　　她又喝了一口茶，对王法说“虽然知道很麻烦、也很难，但总想试试，这也很奇怪吧。” 　　“不奇怪。”王法看着远处的球场，这么说。 　　“会不会给你添麻烦？” 　　王法听到这话，有些意外。他浅色的眼眸轻抬，端起杯子，和她轻轻碰了下：“林老师见外了，其实我很闲的。” 　　文成业的《火星救援》观后感是一幅画。 　　第二天，林晚星收作业时，文成业很明显没有交作业的准备。 　　林晚星站在他课桌前。 　　文成业见她不走，当着她的面，从书包里拿出张白纸。 　　他按了按自动铅笔，在白纸上画了一个圆。 　　小文同学就这么把纸递过来，目光尽是挑衅。 　　“嗯，画得不错。”林晚星接过，评价道，“还是很圆的。” 　　她收起文成业交来的“作业”，然后看向其他同学。 　　不同的学生交上了不同“观后感”。 　　林鹿作为菜园负责人，交上了他昨晚查资料后整理的“土豆种植计划”。他还是画了四格漫画，有非常清晰的流程图，很有实施计划的空间。 　　付新书一如既往，认真写了电影观后感，讲的是关于“人遇到困难后解决困难”的感想。 　　祁亮则提出了一个很有趣的问题地球上的土豆和火星上的土豆，口感会有什么区别？ 　　林晚星把这个问题抛给了文成业。 　　文成业很明显愣住了。但碍于祁亮已是整个团队最接纳他的一个，他并没吐槽这个问题本身，而是沉默。 　　沉默当然也是叛逆期的一部分，但很大程度上同样意味着退让。 　　“他脑子里哪想得出这些。” 　　“你问他也白问！” 　　秦敖见状，却立刻嘲讽起来。 　　“电影编的东西不过就是消遣，人类先能登陆火星再说，讨论这些有意义？”文成业立刻忍不住，嘲讽反击。 　　“什么叫编的，这是科幻？” 　　“没有想象哪有科学进步！” 　　“现在没登陆代表未来不可能登陆火星吗，他脑子不行是这样的。” 　　男生们立刻头头是道，共同批判文成业。 　　其他人气势汹汹，文成业眉头紧皱，像是没想到他们竟然这么能喷，而他自己，一时好像也找不出反驳的论点。 　　林晚星看向文成业，觉得他的想法很有意思：“确实，电影未必都是有意义的，你可以保有自己的观点。” 　　文成业的肩膀向下放松了一瞬，但立刻双手抱臂，似乎懒得理她。 　　根据昨天晚上的电影，林晚星准备了火星探索视频材料。 　　视频的重点在于，陈述人类登陆火星几大难点。 　　学生们这才意识到，虽然早在1971年，苏联的火星3号登陆器已抵达火星，但这只是人类登陆火星漫长征程的一小步。 　　各国对火星开始了漫漫征程，而中国则预计在2033年，开启首次载人火星探测计划。 　　文成业从头到尾都没有说话，但其实也安静听着，某一瞬间，林晚星看到他微仰头，认真看着投影仪中播放的火星研究。 　　简单介绍后，林晚星给学生们发下了今日的阅读素材，同样是关于“火星计划”。 　　材料由两篇中文阅读和两篇英文阅读材料组成。 　　林晚星会和学生们一起，进行一段时间的安静阅读。 　　中文科普文章，让学生们对相应内容有一些了解，每篇阅读后有一些启发式的问题。有些是简练概括文章内容、整理文章条理的部分，有些则是比较复杂的选择题。 　　而英文材料，则是林晚星从一些国外英语学习网站上找到的内容，大致契合学生们今日的兴趣主题。 　　有了中文阅读部分的铺垫，学生们或多或少，能理解英文的内容。 　　林晚星以前教过大家阅读英文短文的一些技巧，比如对于不认识的单词该怎么处理，或者长难句阅读，语法反而是最其次的东西。 　　可比起中文阅读，英语阅读更需要意志努力，也就是说，学生们需要集中精力，进行阅读工作。 　　所以刚开始的时候，他们每天看英文都看得很烦躁。 　　一来英语不是母语，他们读起来费劲；二来他们常有看不懂的词汇和长句，这使他们并没耐心仔细读完一篇文章。 　　这种时候，林晚星就知道，她需要降低一点阅读材料的难度，并让整个过程再多一些趣味性。 　　整个阅读时间，往往会比常规课程的40分钟更长一些。主题也按学生们兴趣重点不同，而经常变化。 　　有时学生们对一些问题感兴趣起来，光看完视频就会持续讨论很长时间，并乐此不疲讲个没完。 　　林晚星不会强行压缩这个过程。 　　其他球员们早就习惯这个流程，文成业却是第一次参加。 　　从头到尾，他都表现得很“高冷”。 　　他拒绝回答和讨论任何相关问题，也不愿意看任何材料，属于纯纯的编外人士。 　　林晚星也并没有让他一定要参与进来。 　　只是在其他同学们聊得热火朝天的时候，她会时不时凑到小文同学身边，和他说上两句，让他不至于感到被完全排除在外。 　　阅读课程最后，林晚星会和大家一起回顾今天看过的内容，并继续介绍一些与火星计划和宇宙探索相关的书籍、电影拓展。 　　大部分书，在她爷奶奶们的图书库存中都可以找到。学生们可以自由决定，是否要在上午课程结束后的休息时间里，再阅读这些。 　　所有这些，就是属于学生们的早读课程。 　　时间是早上8点多。 　　林晚星宣布阅读课结束。 　　男生们很自然地伸了个懒腰，准备换好球服，开始接下来的足球训练课。 　　大家收拾东西，三三两两勾肩搭背，离开教室。文成业既没有经验也没有朋友，一个人落在最后。 　　林晚星拿出准备好的活页夹，把文成业早上交来的作业，放置在里面，还给他本人。 　　“这是你今天的回家作业，单独的。”她这么对文成业说。 　　文成业蓦地抬头，大概是一个多小时马不停蹄的阅读时间，他处在完全无法融入的环境里，真的憋坏了：“你不嫌累么？不会真觉得自己很了不起吧？你讲这些乱七八糟的东西，有用？” 　　林晚星没想到文成业反应这么大。 　　文成业真的很生气，可生气总比沉默要好。 　　林晚星思考了下，说：“具体来讲，我们的阅读课好像确实没什么太大用处，因为它没什么明确目的。” 　　“很无聊。”文成业冷笑。 　　“但你知道吗，其实我很喜欢上这节课。因为对我来说，我需要一个契机，来对世界保持好奇心。我每天查看资料，促使再多了解一点这个有趣的世界。” 　　林晚星讲到这里，恰到好处停下，留文成业一人，对着面前白纸上的圆圈。 　　“那么你呢，文成业，你有感兴趣东西吗？如果有，请在这个圆圈里填上它的然后交给我。” 　　林晚星说。 　　对林晚星来说，她不确定文成业何时能填上属于他的圆圈。 　　可能就在明天，也可能，他永远都无法填满。 　　文化课，暂且能算文化课的课程，勉强还能让文成业和其他同学保持和平，坐在同一个教室里。 　　但正式足球训练课，情况就没有这么和谐友爱了。 　　因为没人带文成业，林晚星只能亲自将她带到球场。早上前两节课学校没体育课，林晚星顺利地向学校请了两个小时假，以防万一。 　　球场上，其他10名球员和教练都已准备就绪。 　　而她带着文成业，姗姗来迟。 　　每位足球队的学生，都有自己的训练记录表。 　　记录表会用一个文件板夹着，上面记录着他们每天要进行训练的项目，和各自每日训练结果，以此来让大家直观感受到每天训练带来的进步。 　　文成业当然也领到了同样的文件板，但他的文件板上，暂时只有薄薄一张纸。 　　中午虽然已到深秋，但太阳还有颇为毒辣的温度。 　　文成业独自一人站在草地上，其他队员们则在草坪上一字排开，摆出围观的架势。 　　王法简单向文成业介绍：“我们要先给你做个体测，然后根据体测的成绩，再为你制定适应的训练。体测的项目就是表上面这些，你先看一下有什么不太清楚的，我会给你进行详细讲解和示范。” 　　文成业并没有什么太大反应，在太阳直射下，眉头轻蹙，看着手上的文件板。 　　虽然文成业一句话也不说，但林晚星大概能猜到他心中所想的。 　　操场上其他队员摆开架势要围观，她回头看了看他们，直接催他们去热身。 　　“凭什么不让我们看！” 　　“老师你就算把我们赶走，我们也能看着他！” 　　“我倒要看看这老小子现在是怎样一个废物登西！” 　　男生们立刻吵吵嚷嚷，开始起哄，誓不罢休。 　　林晚星头疼地看着王法。 　　王法吹了下哨子，男生们突然浑身一凛，下意识列队。 　　虽然恋恋不舍，但每天训练已形成习惯，他们自然而然，开始训练前热身工作。 　　文成业的体测项目，也是和他队员曾经做过的那些。 　　王法简单示范后，一项一项让文成业测了起来。 　　虽然其他队友离开，可他们刚才的话，还是落在了文成业耳朵里。因此，整个测试过程并不顺利。 　　倒不是说，文成业有什么质疑或者不配合，他只是单纯表现出懒得做。 　　跑的时候懒得跑，跳的时候懒得跳，无论折返跑或者绕杆测试，他永远都显得懒洋洋的。 　　文成业的不合作态度，最难对付。 　　而他们的教练同志呢？ 　　林晚星站在王法身边，看着戴着鸭舌帽的青年人。 　　王法却很平静。他一次又一次掐下秒表，在文件板上记录一个又一个非常夸张的时长。 　　王法对文成业，没有任何额外的纠正和示范，他很冷静看着他的队员用极其消极态度，开始他的第一堂训练课。 　　林晚星屡次想开口，但又不知该说点什么。 　　时间一分一秒过去，文成业在塑胶跑道上懒洋洋散步，这是最后一项经典的长跑测试。 　　秦敖已经忍不了了，直接冲过来告状：“丫就一看懒得好好练，要不我去教训一下他？” 　　林晚星笑了：“你不是在热身吗？” 　　“训练个鬼，老师只要你一声令下，我立刻去给文狗屁股来那么一脚，让他端正态度！” 　　“过于暴力。”王法评价道。 　　说来也很好笑，因为文成业态度消极，也影响了其他球员们。男生们热身结束后，自己的体能训练也做得马马虎虎，他们做几组训练，就要抽空跑她身边来，叨叨几句。 　　他们就在等她发号施令，只要她一声令下，他们立刻发兵整治文成业。 　　“和文狗比起来，我们都是好孩子吧！”林鹿骄傲地仰头。 　　林晚星看着王法写下文成业1500米的成绩，只能被迫点了点头。 　　她忽然觉得，秦敖的提议，也不是不能考虑。 　　文成业的全部体测结束，竟然已经过了夸张的一个多小时。 　　中场休息，文成业独自在球场边喝水。 　　林晚星和王法坐在看台上休息。 　　王法同志按照文成业的步调，完成了所有测试项目，并没有任何表态。 　　这让林晚星实在忍不住问：“你不生气吗？” 　　“看小林老师这么淡定，我也得保持沉着冷静。” 　　“我肯定是装的啊！”林晚星背对球场，面向王法咬牙切齿，“我恨不得揍他一顿呢。” 　　“那我不一样，我确实经历过大风大浪，所以不生气。” 　　“你不要突然装逼！”林晚星对王法不和她保持同一步调的行为，表示抗议。 　　文成业的体能测试，同时也算他的热身。 　　短暂休息后，王法就继续“不生气”地安排文成业随队训练。 　　按照训练计划安排，今天的基础训练项目为队内对抗的传接球训练。 　　球员们两人或三人一组，在跑动过程中进行传接球，这是一项非常基础的足球训练。 　　训练的目的是让学生们在跑动过程中熟悉身边的队友，并通过大量传接球配合，来达到场上的默契。 　　内容学生们已非常熟悉，王法早安排过很多次训练分组，大家熟悉整个训练流程。 　　以前，他们会自动分组，但文成业的突然加入，让男生们一时不知该怎么开始训练，所有人都等待王法的安排。 　　“你是打后卫的吧？”王法拿着自己的本子，转了圈铅笔，问文成业。 　　文成业愣了下，他记忆里好像没讲过自己之前的具体位置。但想到可能其他人曾透露过，他只是点了点头。 　　“那你和秦敖还有付新书一组。”王法这么说。 　　闻言，三位同学同时抬头，不可置信地看向王法。 　　付新书欲言又止，秦敖则更加爽快：“教练，他怎么可能跟得上我们？” 　　“这不是我要考虑的问题。”王法说。 　　“不是教练，文狗……你不知道文狗已经多久没踢球了，他连我们的传球线路都不知道，尼玛其实我也不知道，所以他怎么跟我们配合训练？” 　　“慢慢摸索配合。”王法这么说道。 　　在训练方面，王法同志属于霸权主义，是说一不二的典型。 　　他给文成业和其他学生再度讲解了一遍今日的训练战术：迅速由守转攻的训练。是在对手补位前，迅速找到对手防守空档的练习。 　　王法在战术本上勾勒出学生们的传球线路和跑动路线，其他学生都已熟悉，这主要是讲给文成业听的。 　　“你和付新书上前断球，观察秦敖的动向，并伺机传球。”王法对文成业说，“如果秦敖接球，秦敖可自行选择进攻或回传球线路。” 　　直线表示进攻路线，曲折虚线表示防守方路线，王法讲解完毕，就让学生们实际操练起来。 　　防守方是林鹿、祁亮和陈江河三人组。 　　祁亮开始带球跑动，付新书伺机卡位，将球断下，将球斜传给前方跑动的秦敖。付新书这脚传球非常精准，这是他们长期训练磨合后的结果。秦敖脚背将球停下。这时林鹿开始盯防秦敖。 　　按照王法的要求，林鹿以干扰球为目标，紧盯秦敖。 　　而林鹿的干扰也确实奏效，秦敖开始寻找文成业的位置。秦敖大脚开合，然而下一刻，文成业却站在原地，没有任何动作。 　　“跑啊。”付新书遥遥冲文成业挥手，示意他积极跑动。 　　可在那瞬间，文成业却只是呆立原地，茫然地看向前方。 　　足球在草坪上滚动。 　　文成业的模样，却和刚才的懒散时完全不同。在这个瞬间，整座球场里仿佛只有他一个人，而他大脑一片空白。 　　他不知道自己该做什么了。
Chapter 83: Life Wen Chengye didn't speak for a while.　　The autumn night is silent, under the starry night, the rooftop vegetable garden is covered with white moonlight. The hanging vine plants are swaying in the wind, and there is a little bleak feeling.　　Luckily, the lettuce and shallots planted by the students are thriving, and autumn is also suitable for the growth of Hangzhou cabbage. So as far as the eye can see, the rooftop vegetable garden is still thriving.　　The main persons in charge of the vegetable garden were Lin Lu, Yu Ming and Feng Suo, and Lin Wanxing sent them to introduce the composition of the vegetable garden to Wen Chengye.　　The air was filled with the smell of dirt and vegetable seedlings, and the students talked about their plans for the vegetable garden.　　Wen Chengye put his hands in his pockets, his eyes were above the top, although his expression was disdainful, but the richness of the rooftop vegetable garden still shocked him.　　From the vegetable area to the greenhouse area, Yu Ming showed Wen Chengye the radishes and lettuce they had just planted, and said that Wen Gou was really lucky, and he could enjoy the fruits of the new variety after a while.　　Wen Chengye automatically ignored his nickname.　　Then, in front of a mass of wooden structures, he stopped again.　　There are wooden sofas, wooden tables, wooden swings, two hanging hammocks, and huge wooden shelves standing against the walls.　　The space is filled with a large amount of woodwork.　　Wang Fa did not join the visit, and sat at the long table early in the morning to drink tea.　　Lin Lu showed Wen Chengye the wooden sofa and retractable dining table they had built themselves.　　Young Master Xiaowen was also forcibly pressed on the sofa, stepping on the tire mat, half-lying down to feel the night wind and the starry sky overhead.　　In the night, the red cherry blossoms on the wooden frame behind him were in full bloom.　　"It's cool, don't you have one?" Qin Ao said proudly.　　In the end, Lin Wanxing introduced Wen Chengye to her and Wang Fa's two rooms, and they finally walked to the railing.　　Everything is silent, and under the night, the vast stadium slowly spreads out.　　The moonlight is like water, every leaf tip on the grass is shining, and a string of street lamps are dotted outside the runway, and the light is shiny and colorful, like a pearl necklace.　　The wind blows beside the ears, which is cool and refreshing.　　"That's the pitch we train on every day." Lin Wanxing said.　　The boys were all standing on the edge of the railing, and at that time, all the sounds of whining and scum, all disappeared.　　That quiet and majestic stadium occupies everyone's retina. The only sound in the air was the sound of their breath breathing each other. But at a certain moment, all the cheers that had been heard here for a hundred years rang out at the same time.　　The stars are twinkling.　　Together, one volt.　　Wen Chengye finally looked at her.　　"Welcome aboard." Lin Wanxing stretched out her hand to him.　　Of course, like Wang Fa, Lin Wanxing did not shake hands with Wen Chengye in the end.　　Although Lin Wanxing was very sure, for a moment, Wen Chengye was infected by the stadium and the vast emotions contained here.　　But he himself is not the type to be easily impressed, so soon, those unnamed emotions dissipated into the wind.　　On the wall of the courtyard is "Warmly celebrate the victory of the campus football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School over Yuzhou Silver Elephant!! "Banner.　　Wen Chengye's eyes fell on the red chemical fiber section, and the word "stupid" was gently spit out in his mouth.　　With these words, Qin Ao was instantly blown up.　　He stepped over with an arrow and grabbed Wen Chengye's neckline: "What are you talking about, stupid, keep your mouth clean!" Sure enough, the harmony just now was an illusion.　　Seeing that the boys were about to quarrel again, the uncles and aunts who slept at night in the building could not tolerate this kind of riot.　　Lin Wanxing could only start to catch people: "Okay, this is the end of the welcome ceremony." Let us go back to our own homes. "End what ends!" Qin Ao's fire didn't come out, and he turned his head to stare at her, very dissatisfied.　　"It means that the coming days are long." Lin Wanxing gently patted Qin Ao's shoulder and motioned for him to let go of Wen Chengye.　　Although he was very unhappy, Qin Ao still let go.　　The students walked reluctantly and procrastinated.　　Their eyes twinkled, and everyone turned their heads three times at a time, as if to say, "Teacher, how the hell did you do that!" 　　"You are obviously with us, how can you have a little secret with Wen Chengye!" 　　Lin Wanxing just looked at the boys next to her and smiled without answering.　　Of course, Wen Chengye wanted to be the first to go, but was stopped by her.　　"How are you feeling today?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"How can I feel?" Wen Chengye lifted the backpack on his shoulder and asked rhetorically.　　"Well, you can also have none." Lin Wanxing smiled, "Can you come on time tomorrow, it just suddenly occurred to me, will your parents not agree to you coming to our class, do you need me to say hello to your parents?" Wen Chengye smiled instead: "Do you think they will take care of me?" Lin Wanxing was at ease, and said to Wen Chengye's back: "Then remember to hand in your homework, we will start at 6:30 in the morning and come tomorrow." Wen Chengye didn't look back, and walked straight to the gate of the rooftop, ignoring her at all.　　The iron door slammed shut. The people dispersed, and the rooftop returned to its former calm.　　With a cup of warm tea in hand, Lin Wanxing withdrew her gaze and found Wang Fa standing beside her with tea.　　The tea soup is honey-yellow, and the nose is sweet and fruity.　　Lin Wanxing took a sip and found that it was passion fruit and lemon, and some honey was added, so it was sweet and sour between her lips and teeth.　　Intellectually, Lin Wanxing knew very well that Wen Chengye was not suitable to join them.　　Although the other students usually quarrel, it was a normal disagreement among the boys.　　But Wen Chengye is different, this boy's morality and concept of good and evil are very weak.　　He can hurt others for personal preference, and has a lack of interest in most things, making it difficult to motivate.　　Everyone can't watch movies together, and Wen Chengye has to join the team and play football with others to form a team, which is more like a fantasy.　　Lin Wanxing can completely imagine how everyone quarrels with Wen Chengye every day after coming.　　She took another sip of tea and said to Wang Fa, "Although I know that it is very troublesome and difficult, I always want to try it, which is also strange." "Not strange." Wang Fa looked at the court in the distance and said this.　　"Will it cause you trouble?" 　　Wang Fa was a little surprised when he heard this. His light-colored eyes lifted slightly, picked up the cup, and touched her gently: "Teacher Lin has seen the outside, in fact, I am very idle." Wen Chengye's "The Martian" is a painting.　　The next day, when Lin Wanxing received his homework, Wen Chengye was obviously not ready to hand in his homework.　　Lin Wanxing stood in front of his desk.　　Seeing that she was not leaving, Wen Chengye took out a blank piece of paper from his schoolbag in front of her.　　He pressed the mechanical pencil and drew a circle on the white paper.　　Xiaowen handed over the paper like this, his eyes full of provocation.　　"Well, that's a good drawing." Lin Wanxing took it and commented, "It's still very round." She put away the "homework" that Wen Chengye handed in, and then looked at the other classmates.　　Different students handed in different "impressions".　　Lin Lu, as the person in charge of the vegetable garden, handed in the "potato planting plan" he sorted out after checking the information last night. He still drew a four-panel comic with a very clear flowchart and a lot of room to implement the plan.　　Fu Xinshu, as always, earnestly wrote about the feelings after watching the movie, talking about the feelings of "solving difficulties after people encounter difficulties".　　Qi Liang raised an interesting question: What is the difference between the taste of potatoes on Earth and potatoes on Mars?　　Lin Wanxing threw this question to Wen Chengye.　　Wen Chengye was obviously stunned. But because Qi Liang was already the most accepting of him in the whole team, he did not complain about the problem itself, but was silent.　　Silence is certainly part of the rebellious period, but to a large extent it also means giving in.　　"He couldn't figure it out in his head." 　　"If you ask, he'll ask in vain!" 　　Seeing this, Qin Ao immediately mocked.　　"The movie stuff is just a pastime, and it makes sense to talk about it before humans can land on Mars?" Wen Chengye immediately couldn't help it and fought back mockingly.　　"What do you mean by making it up, this is science fiction?" 　　"There is no scientific progress without imagination!" 　　"If you don't land now, does it mean that you can't land on Mars in the future, his brain can't do this." 　　The boys immediately turned their heads up and criticized Wen Chengye together.　　The others were aggressive, and Wen Chengye frowned, as if he didn't expect them to be so able to spray, and he himself couldn't seem to find an argument to refute it for a while.　　Lin Wanxing looked at Wen Chengye and felt that his idea was very interesting: "Indeed, movies may not all be meaningful, you can keep your own opinions." Wen Chengye's shoulders relaxed downward for a moment, but immediately clasped his arms with both hands, as if he didn't bother to pay attention to her.　　According to last night's movie, Lin Wanxing prepared video materials for Mars exploration.　　The focus of the video is to state the difficulties of human landing on Mars.　　The students realized that although the Soviet Union's Mars-3 lander had arrived on Mars as early as 1971, it was only a small step in the long journey of humans landing on Mars.　　Countries have embarked on a long journey to Mars, and China is expected to launch its first manned Mars exploration program in 2033.　　Wen Chengye didn't speak from beginning to end, but he actually listened quietly, and at a certain moment, Lin Wanxing saw him tilting his head slightly, seriously looking at the Mars research played in the projector.　　After a brief introduction, Lin Wanxing sent today's reading materials to the students, which was also about the "Mars Project".　　The material consists of two Chinese readings and two English readings.　　Lin Wanxing will be with the students for a period of quiet reading.　　Chinese popular science articles, so that students have some understanding of the corresponding content, and there are some heuristic questions after each reading. Some are concise and organized sections, while others are more complex multiple-choice questions.　　The English materials are the content that Lin Wanxing found from some foreign English learning websites, which roughly fit the students' interests today.　　With the foreshadowing of the Chinese reading section, students can more or less understand the content in English.　　Lin Wanxing has taught everyone some skills in reading English short passages before, such as how to deal with words you don't know, or reading long and difficult sentences, grammar is the second thing.　　However, English reading requires more mental effort than reading in Chinese, which means that students need to concentrate and read work.　　So in the beginning, they were very irritated to read English every day.　　First, English is not a native language, and they struggle to read it; Second, they often have vocabulary and long sentences that they can't understand, which makes them impatient to read a text carefully.　　At this time, Lin Wanxing knew that she needed to make the reading material a little less difficult and make the whole process more interesting.　　The whole reading time tends to be a little longer than the 40 minutes of a regular lesson. The theme also changes frequently according to the focus of the students' interests.　　Sometimes students get interested in some issues, and they will continue to discuss them for a long time just after watching the video, and they will have fun talking about them endlessly.　　Lin Wanxing will not forcibly compress this process.　　While other players have long been accustomed to this process, Wen Chengye is participating for the first time.　　From beginning to end, he behaved "cold".　　He refused to answer and discuss any relevant questions, nor did he want to read any materials, and was a pure supernumerary.　　Lin Wanxing didn't let him have to get involved.　　It's just that when the other classmates are chatting enthusiastically, she will come to Xiaowen's side from time to time and say a few words to him, so that he will not feel completely excluded.　　At the end of the reading course, Lin Wanxing will review what you have read today with you, and continue to introduce some books and movies related to the Mars program and space exploration.　　Most of the books can be found in her grandparents' book inventory. Students are free to decide if they want to read these again during the break after the morning lessons.　　All of these are the early reading programs for students.　　It was past 8 o'clock in the morning.　　Lin Wanxing announced the end of the reading class.　　Naturally, the boys stretched out and prepared to change into their jerseys and start the next soccer training session.　　Everyone packed up their things, hooked their shoulders in twos and threes, and left the classroom. Wen Chengye has neither experience nor friends, and falls behind alone.　　Lin Wanxing took out the prepared binder, put the homework that Wen Chengye handed in in the morning, put it inside, and returned it to him.　　"Here's your homework for today, alone." She said this to Wen Chengye.　　Wen Chengye looked up suddenly, it was probably more than an hour of non-stop reading time, he was in an environment that he couldn't fit in at all, and he was really suffocated: "Aren't you tired?" You don't really think you're amazing, do you? You talk about this nonsense, useful? Lin Wanxing didn't expect Wen Chengye to react so much.　　Wen Chengye is really angry, but it is better to be angry than to be silent.　　Lin Wanxing thought for a moment and said, "Specifically, our reading class really doesn't seem to be very useful, because it doesn't have a clear purpose. "It's boring." Wen Chengye sneered.　　"But you know what, I actually enjoyed the class. Because for me, I need an opportunity to be curious about the world. I check the materials every day to learn a little more about this interesting world. When Lin Wanxing said this, she stopped just right, left Wen Chengye alone, and looked at the circle on the white paper in front of her.　　"What about you, Wen Chengye, do you have something you are interested in? If so, please fill it in this circle and give it to me. Lin Wanxing said.　　For Lin Wanxing, she wasn't sure when Wen Chengye would be able to fill in the circle that belonged to him.　　It could be tomorrow, or it could be that he would never be able to fill it.　　The cultural class, which can be regarded as a cultural class for the time being, can barely keep Wen Chengye and the other students at peace and sit in the same classroom.　　But in formal football training sessions, the situation is not so harmonious and friendly.　　Because no one brought Wen Chengye, Lin Wanxing could only bring her to the court in person. There was no physical education class in the school in the first two classes in the morning, so Lin Wanxing successfully asked the school for two hours off, just in case.　　On the pitch, the other 10 players and coaches are ready.　　And she took Wen Chengye and came belatedly.　　Each student on the football team has their own training record sheet.　　The record sheet will be sandwiched with a file board, which records the items they will train each day and the results of their daily training, so that everyone can intuitively feel the progress brought by daily training.　　Of course, Wen Chengye also received the same document board, but for the time being, there was only a thin piece of paper on his file board.　　Although it was late autumn at noon, the sun was still quite hot.　　Wen Chengye stood alone on the grass, while the other team members lined up on the lawn and posed as onlookers.　　Wang Fa briefly introduced to Wen Chengye: "We have to do an individual test for you first, and then formulate an adaptation training for you according to the results of the physical test." The items of the physical test are the above ones, you first take a look at what is not clear, I will give you a detailed explanation and demonstration. Wen Chengye didn't react much, under the direct sunlight, his brows frowned, looking at the document board in his hand.　　Although Wen Chengye didn't say a word, Lin Wanxing could probably guess what he was thinking.　　The other team members on the playground were in a posture to watch, and she looked back at them and directly urged them to warm up.　　"Why don't you let us see it!" 　　"Teacher, even if you drive us away, we can still watch him!" 　　"I'd like to see what kind of shitty this old boy is now!" 　　The boys immediately shouted and began to heckle, vowing not to stop.　　Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa with a headache.　　Wang Fa blew the whistle, and the boys suddenly felt terrified, and subconsciously lined up.　　Although they are reluctant to give up, they have become a habit of training every day, and they naturally start to warm up before training.　　Wen Chengye's physical test items are also the ones that his team members have done.　　After Wang Fa's simple demonstration, Wen Chengye was tested one by one.　　Although the other teammates left, what they said just now still fell into Wen Chengye's ears. As a result, the whole testing process did not go smoothly.　　It's not that Wen Chengye has any doubts or doesn't cooperate, he just shows that he is too lazy to do it.　　He is too lazy to run when he runs, too lazy to jump when he jumps, and he always looks lazy whether it is a switchback run or a pole test.　　Wen Chengye's uncooperative attitude is the most difficult to deal with.　　And what about their coaching comrades?　　Lin Wanxing stood beside Wang Fa and looked at the young man wearing a peaked cap.　　Wang Fa was very calm. Again and again, he pinched off his stopwatch and recorded one very exaggerated length after another on the document board.　　Wang Fa did not have any additional corrections and demonstrations to Wen Chengye, and he calmly watched his team members start his first training session with an extremely negative attitude.　　Lin Wanxing wanted to speak repeatedly, but she didn't know what to say.　　As the minutes passed, Wen Chengye took a lazy walk on the plastic track, which was the last classic long-distance running test.　　Qin Ao couldn't bear it anymore, so he rushed over directly to complain: "Ya is too lazy to practice hard, why don't I teach him a lesson?" Lin Wanxing smiled: "Aren't you warming up?" "Train a ghost, as long as you give an order, the teacher, I will immediately go and give Wen Gou's ass such a kick and let him correct his attitude!" 　　"Too violent." Wang Fa commented.　　It's also funny, because Wen Chengye's negative attitude also affects the other players. After the boys' warm-up, their physical training was also so-so, and they did a few sets of training, so they had to take the time to run to her side and talk a few words.　　They were waiting for her to give orders, and as long as she gave an order, they would immediately send troops to rectify Wen Chengye.　　"Compared to Wengou, we are all good boys!" Lin Lu looked up proudly.　　Lin Wanxing watched Wang Fa write down Wen Chengye's 1500-meter results, and could only be forced to nod.　　She suddenly felt that Qin Ao's proposal was not impossible to consider.　　Wen Chengye's entire physical test was over, and it had been an exaggerated more than an hour.　　At halftime, Wen Chengye drank water alone on the side of the court.　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa sat in the stands to rest.　　Comrade Wang Fa completed all the test items in accordance with Wen Chengye's pace, and did not express any position.　　This made Lin Wanxing really can't help asking: "Aren't you angry?" "Seeing that Mr. Kobayashi is so calm, I also have to stay calm." 　　"I'm sure I'm pretending!" Lin Wanxing turned her back to the court and gritted her teeth at Wang Fa, "I can't wait to beat him." "Then I'm different, I did experience strong winds and waves, so don't get angry." 　　"Don't pretend suddenly!" Lin Wanxing protested against Wang Fa's behavior of not keeping the same tone with her.　　Wen Chengye's physical fitness test is also his warm-up.　　After a short break, Wang Fa continued to arrange for Wen Chengye to train with the team "without anger".　　According to the training plan, today's basic training program is the passing and receiving training of the team's confrontation.　　Players work in pairs or threes, passing and receiving the ball as they run, which is a very basic soccer training.　　The purpose of the training is to familiarize the students with their teammates during the run, and to achieve tacit understanding on the field through a large number of passing and receiving balls.　　The content is very familiar to the students, Wang Fa has arranged many training groups, and everyone is familiar with the whole training process.　　In the past, they would be automatically grouped, but Wen Chengye's sudden addition made the boys not know how to start training for a while, and everyone waited for Wang Fa's arrangement.　　"You're a defender, right?" Wang Fa took his notebook, turned the pencil in a circle, and asked Wen Chengye.　　Wen Chengye was stunned, he didn't seem to have talked about his specific location before in his memory. But thinking that maybe someone else had revealed it, he just nodded.　　"Then you and Qin Ao still have a group of new books." Wang Fa said so.　　Hearing this, the three classmates raised their heads at the same time and looked at Wang Fa in disbelief.　　Fu Xinshu stopped talking, but Qin Ao was even more cheerful: "Coach, how can he keep up with us?" "That's not something I'm going to think about." Wang Fa said.　　"Not a coach, Wengou...... You don't know how long it's been since Wengou has been playing, he doesn't even know our passing lines, and Nima actually doesn't know either, so how can he train with us? "Slowly groping for cooperation." Wang Fa said.　　In terms of training, Comrade Wang Fa belongs to hegemonism and is a typical example of what he says.　　He explained to Wen Chengye and the other students once again today's training tactics: training to quickly switch from defense to offense. It is an exercise to quickly find the gap in the opponent's defense before the opponent fills the position.　　Wang Fa outlined the students' passing routes and running routes in the tactics book, which were already familiar to other students, which was mainly for Wen Chengye.　　"You and Fu Xinshu stepped forward to break the ball, observe Qin Ao's movements, and wait for the opportunity to pass the ball." Wang Fa said to Wen Chengye, "If Qin Ao receives the ball, Qin Ao can choose his own offensive or return route. The straight line represents the offensive line, and the zigzag dotted line represents the defender's line.　　The defenders are a trio of Lin Lu, Qi Liang and Chen Jianghe.　　Qi Liang began to run with the ball, Fu Xinshu waited for the opportunity to get in position, broke the ball, and passed the ball diagonally to Qin Ao who was running in front of him. Fu Xinshu's passing is very accurate, which is the result of their long-term training run-in. Qin Ao stopped the ball with his instep. At this time, Lin Lu began to keep an eye on Qin Ao.　　According to Wang Fa's requirements, Lin Lu aimed at interfering with the ball and kept an eye on Qin Ao.　　And Lin Lu's interference did work, and Qin Ao began to look for Wen Chengye's location. Qin Ao's big feet opened and closed, but the next moment, Wen Chengye stood in place without any movement.　　"Run." Fu Xinshu waved at Wen Chengye and motioned for him to run actively.　　But at that moment, Wen Chengye just stood still, looking blankly ahead.　　The soccer ball rolls on the lawn.　　Wen Chengye's appearance is completely different from the lazy time just now. At this moment, it was as if he was the only one in the whole stadium, and his mind went blank.　　He didn't know what he was supposed to do anymore.

第84章 适应 　　那是已经开始训练的球场， 虽在秋日，但也有热烘烘的气氛。 　　秦敖接球，在他看来， 文成业不动就是不想跑， 纯粹在摆烂。 　　所以他没按常规回传球，而是带球后撤，找到空挡，把球踢给文成业。 　　“砰”地一声，足球炮弹似地，重重打在文成业小腿前侧颈骨上。 　　文成业吃痛后如梦初醒， 他猛地抬头，怒视秦敖。 　　“傻逼吧？不会跑位？”秦敖冲文成业吼道。 　　“也不看他多久没踢了。”祁亮凉凉开口，算作替文成业解围。 　　“教练说了慢慢来。”付新书拉过秦敖， 对文成业说：“刚才那个位置， 你应该到左前方那个点接应。” 　　文成业侧过脸， 用一种阴沉的目光看着付新书：“你配教我？” 　　“你什么态度，刚教练说的你压根没听懂吧， 现在战术板都看不懂，纯菜狗还叫！”秦敖骂道。 　　文成业脸色铁青，拳头在身侧攥紧。 　　眼见学生们第一次配合就要打起来，林晚星同王法对视一眼。 　　王法吹响哨子， 打断球员们的争论。 　　他走到文成业身旁，却没提及学生们刚才吵架的事，而是简单又给文成业讲了遍训练的战术思路。 　　文成业却倔强地抿着嘴，没回答王法。 　　王法于是直接问：“你是要再试一遍， 还是换下一组人， 先休息？” 　　文成业看了眼场上其余队友， 很干脆退到场边，用实际行动表示态度。 　　文成业的退场，也意味着与他同组的秦敖、付新书结束了本轮练习。 　　秦敖很不满文成业，觉得这种废物加入，影响他和付新书之间的传接球训练。但碍于教练安排，他只能在文成业下场后，和付新书两人退到场边。 　　其他队员们三人一组，继续传接球训练。 　　没了针尖对麦芒的秦敖和文成业。 　　接下来的，球场变得安静许多。 　　文成业退场后，还在场上的球员们开始每日训练。 　　直白的线条，干脆利落的砰砰声，男生们在草地上跑动起来。 　　他们或抢断或过人，脚背停球或胸部停球的动作都很游刃有余，他们精准的将足球传给身边的其他学生，并开始奔跑。 　　男生们早已习惯这个过程，他们非常认真，且毫不拖泥带水。 　　完成固定训练后，他们还会拿起自己的文件板，写下一些东西。 　　文成业和别人站得很远，但也把这些都看在眼里。 　　场上其他同学跑动快速，传接球流畅，他仿佛很不能理解，为什么他们能打出这样的配合？ 　　他的神情越来越凝重。 　　“想再试试吗？”不知何时，王法站到文成业身后，这么问道。 　　文成业蓦地看向教练，没有说话。 　　像是不愿意服输，或者任何男生都不能接受同伴嘲笑和奚落，文成业最终抱起足球，站了起来。 　　文成业重回训练场后，好像想明白怎么对付秦敖。 　　他直接一脚长传，大开大合，掌握球场主动权，把队友当狗一样调度。 　　秦敖不服气，立刻还以颜色。 　　原本的攻防转换演练，不知不觉就变成追赶长传球的练习。 　　王法也不叫停，任由训练发展到一个全新的方向。 　　因文成业“遭殃”的球员，不止秦敖和付新书。作为三人小组对手的同学们，也“有难同当”。 　　文成业长传时，秦敖必须像疯狗一样狂奔，追赶足球。相应的，防守队员也必须跟着跑，否则防守失败。 　　而当秦敖取得球权，也同样用长传球还以颜色。文成业不想输，同样跑得形象全无。 　　盯防他的球员被全场调动，一时间，场上不再是冷静克制的传接球，大家都血气方刚，冲得热火朝天。 　　理论上，其实大家没必要这么较劲。但在这种情境下，学生们谁都不想输。 　　他们既然不想看到足球因自己跑动不到位而被截下，更不想眼睁睁看着足球飞出边界，被传球者嘲笑。 　　文成业的存在，让林晚星想起经典的“鲶鱼效应”。 　　沙丁鱼容易缺氧而死，当时挪威人想尽办法，要把打捞来的沙丁鱼活着带回港口。 　　后来渔民在沙丁鱼里投放了鲶鱼，因为鲶鱼会吃其他鱼类，搅得雨槽中其他沙丁鱼不得安宁，使沙丁鱼大量存活下来。 　　文成业差不多就是这样的存在，他把球队里其他同学，碾得筋疲力竭。 　　“在锻炼长传球和追长传球能力的同时，也使球员们跑动距离和跑动时间比以往训练有了大幅提升。” 　　以上，就是王法同志在她上班前，为宽慰她放心，做的总结陈述。 　　林晚星其实也没什么不放心的。 　　秋末时，天黑得很早。 　　林晚星下班回家，推开天台门，冷风扑面而来。 　　天台上一幅萧瑟景象，她不由得拢了拢衣衫。 　　天台上静悄悄的，穿过拥挤的小菜园，她才意识到问题究竟出在哪里。 　　以往这是饭点，学生们做饭的做饭，种菜的种菜，总是非常忙碌。 　　而今天，他们直接摆烂。 　　林晚星停下脚步， 　　天之间台上的木沙发上、长椅上、旧轮胎上……全都躺满了人。 　　学生们看起来累的够呛，以至于都没人做饭了。 　　王法屋里的灯亮着，应该在洗澡。 　　林晚星放下包，肚子饿得咕咕叫。她跑到厨房，先是开锅检查了下炉子上炖的牛腩。 　　香气扑鼻，牛腩炖得烂烂得。林晚星拿起筷子，想试试口感，瞬间收到了秦敖同学冰冷的视线。 　　她只能讪笑了下。 　　“老师你是想偷吃吗？”秦敖很敏锐。 　　“不啊，我是想看看肉有没有烂。” 　　“戳一下不就行了？” 　　“哦！” 　　林晚星尴尬地戳了戳牛腩。 　　满地学生们，大部分人虽然不说话，却都盯着她的一举一动。 　　林晚星只能咽了口口水，拿起一旁挂着的每日菜单和当值厨师表，看了起来。 　　那么今天负责做饭呢？ 　　翻过一页纸，好巧不巧，今天值日的是秦敖、付新书…… 　　和足球训练分组一样，很是有缘。 　　而今日主食是西红柿鸡蛋面，配菜是炖牛肉和肉末豆腐、凉拌黄瓜这些。菜谱都是学生们提前准备好的，牛肉是炖上了，但其他菜还是要另行准备的。 　　付新书少见的靠着木沙发睡着了，身上盖了条毯子，秦敖同样处于半死不活的状态。 　　林晚星拍了拍躺在旧轮胎凹凹里装死的秦敖同学：“秦师傅，今天不做饭了吗？” 　　秦敖有气无力地“嗷”了一声。 　　“这么累啊？”林晚星笑道。 　　“老师你别催了，今天真的做不动饭了，让我再躺一会儿，就一会儿。” 　　“文成业有点东西啊。”林晚星笑。 　　听到这话，秦敖像想起什么。 　　他“噌”地从木沙发上坐起来，突然来了精神：“我们每天做饭的人没安排文狗？” 　　“嗯，好像是的。”林晚星点头。 　　“那必须把文狗安插进来，他不能光吃不干吧？” 　　“你们自己决定啊。”林晚星说。 　　得到首肯后，秦敖大手一手，安排文成业的值日时间。 　　“晚饭自己做？”文成业坐在人群外，忽然问道。 　　“不做饭吃什么？天上掉馅饼吗？”秦敖气不打一处来，“对了，份子钱要问他收一下。” 　　“是的，我们一般都会自己做饭。一周7天有6天会自己动手，还有一天大家商量吃点别的东西，可能是点外卖，也可能是出去吃。但其他人都比较抠门，所以我们一般还是在天台上解决。”林晚星说。 　　“中午呢？” 　　“你今天中午吃的饭，是他们提前一天做好的，当然有时是早上做，反正看情况，主要因为中午时间相对比较紧张。” 　　在她给文成业介绍日常做饭安排时，秦敖也把其他学生们拍醒，要求召开新的分组大会。 　　大家本就累得不行，今天也不是他们做饭，根本懒得讨论这事。 　　祁亮直接说：“让文成业去你们那组就行，你点占便宜，一组三个人。” 　　“凭什么，这事你说了算？”秦敖抗议，“怎么不让文成业去你那组？” 　　秦敖义愤填膺。 　　祁亮打了个哈欠，直接来了一句：“那我们就投票吧，不同意文成业和秦敖一组做饭的，请举手。” 　　此言一出，天台上安静下来。 　　学生们你看我我看你，却没人有任何动作。 　　秦敖愣了一会儿，高高举起手。可除他之外，甚至连刚被吵醒的付新书，都最终没有举手。 　　“你耍诈！”秦敖反应过来，怒视祁亮。 　　“我跟老师学的，她上次就这样。”祁亮揉了揉乱糟糟的头发，直接甩锅。 　　林晚星举起手，对秦敖说：“老师把票投给你，双手支持你！” 　　“你支持有个屁用啊！”秦敖被气得够呛。 　　王法正好推门出来。 　　秦敖求助似地看着教练：“教练，我和文狗配合不了啊！” 　　王法用毛巾擦着头发，宽慰他，“目前看起来配合还是比较生涩，但我认为，你们的配合，还是有提升空间的。做饭不错啊，可以继续磨炼你们的配合。” 　　文成业坐在旁边，听见他们这套义正辞严的说辞，抿了抿嘴，表现得有些不屑。 　　大局已定，秦敖反抗无用。 　　吵完也不困了，晚饭总得有人做。 　　付新书开始起锅，秦敖正好打下手。 　　他熟练地切起肉沫，开封豆腐。 　　文成业站在一边，有点不想搀和，但又不知不觉站到了他们身边。 　　秦敖一回头，就看到文少爷杵在旁边，气就不打一处来：“你站这儿也真碍事儿，会不会干点别的，去把西红柿洗了，这你总会吧？” 　　文成业想反讽几句，但周围其他同学都用期待的目光看着他。 　　文成业冷笑了下，端着西红柿，走到水池边。 　　洗西红柿的过程，文成业倒是没有作妖，他洗得很认真，连西红柿蒂都一亿摘除。 　　洗完后，文成业把西红柿端到秦敖身边。 　　秦指导立刻发话：“把西红柿擦干了。” 　　文成业挑了下眉：“有必要？” 　　“你懂不懂做菜啊？”秦敖说着，麻溜地拿着一个西红柿擦干，然后用一根筷子捅进西红柿。 　　他打开火，把西红柿在火上翻转烤了一会儿，西红柿表皮转黄然后翻卷起来。 　　秦敖关掉火，顺利撕下崩裂翻卷开的西红柿皮，他的动作行云流水，文成业看呆了。 　　秦敖举着筷子，把光溜溜的西红柿炫耀给文成业看：“有水的西红柿烤不到这个刚刚好的效果，你说让你擦干有没有必要？” 　　文成业冷笑一下：“没事找事。” 　　听到这话，秦敖立刻扭头。 　　林晚星被秦敖瞪了一眼，很自觉地举起手：“是我不吃西红柿的皮。” 　　“就是事儿多。”秦敖嘴上很不耐烦，但还是把西红柿一个个烤过、去皮。 　　西红柿炒蛋上桌，大盆的面条被从锅里捞起。煤炉上炖了一天的牛肉，又酥又烂。 　　装满菜肴的不锈钢铁盆被摆到了桌上，学生们推出电视机，调整频道。 　　六点整，新闻频道整点新闻声响起，他们正式开始了今天的晚餐。 　　男生们一个个盛好自己的饭菜，新闻联播主持人开始播报今日新闻主要内容。其他人夹着饭菜，纷纷在餐桌边落座，聊得热火朝天。 　　文成业是最后一个。 　　像是有种不吃嗟来之食的傲娇感，文成业盛了点牛肉和肉末豆腐，唯独不吃秦敖刚才给他露了一手的西红柿炒蛋。 　　他端着碗，径直要离开餐桌，要去别处用餐。 　　林晚星轻轻拉住他：“怎么了？” 　　文成业看了眼新闻联播，说：“太吵了。” 　　大概是终于找到一个离开所有人的理由，文成业这么说道。 　　“他哪懂得了国家大事，可不就觉得吵么？”秦敖耳朵尖，立刻怼道。 　　林晚星给文成业解释：“我们每天晚饭时间都会看新闻联播，从功利的角度来说了解国家大事，对以后的政治考试和语文的表达能力有好处，等于是不会做诗也会吟。从长远的角度来说，每日观看新闻联播，有利于提高个人的政治素养和认识水平，竖立长远目标，成为合格的社会主义接班人。” 　　“还有别的原因吗？”文成业冷冷问。 　　“那当然是之前跟他们抢电视抢很累，那干脆都给我看新闻联播得了。”林晚星笑道。 　　文成业并没有回应他这句话，他只是端着自己的碗，走到木沙发边。 　　那个晚上，天台上弥漫着学生们炖牛肉的香味。因为都很累，所以到后面，大家吃得越来越安静。 　　新闻联播不断播报当天新闻，光线蓝莹莹的。 　　当讲到最近破获的一个大案要案时，文成业还是抬起头，认真看着远处的电视。 　　林晚星咬了口软烂西红柿，笑了笑，收回视线。
Chapter 84: Adaptation It was the course where training had begun, and although it was autumn, there was also a hot atmosphere.　　Qin Ao received the ball, in his opinion, Wen Chengye didn't move because he didn't want to run, he was purely rotten.　　So instead of returning the ball as usual, he retreated with the ball, found a gap, and kicked the ball to Wen Chengye.　　With a "bang", like a football cannonball, it hit Wen Chengye's neck bone on the front side of his calf.　　Wen Chengye woke up like a dream after suffering pain, He raised his head sharply and glared at Qin Ao angrily.　　"Stupid, huh? Can't run? Qin Ao yelled at Wen Chengye.　　"It doesn't look like he's been playing for a long time." Qi Liang opened his mouth coolly, which was regarded as relieving Wen Chengye.　　"The coach said take your time." Fu Xinshu pulled Qin Ao over and said to Wen Chengye: "In that position just now, you should go to the point in front of the left to answer." Wen Chengye turned his face sideways and looked at Fu Xinshu with a gloomy gaze: "Are you worthy of teaching me?" "What kind of attitude do you have, you didn't understand what the coach said just now, now you can't understand the tactical board, and the pure vegetable dog is still barking!" Qin Ao scolded.　　Wen Chengye's face was pale, and his fists were clenched at his side.　　Seeing that the students were about to fight for the first time, Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa glanced at each other.　　Wang Fa blew the whistle to interrupt the players' arguments.　　He walked up to Wen Chengye, but he didn't mention the quarrel the students had just had, but simply explained to Wen Chengye the tactical ideas of training.　　Wen Chengye pursed his lips stubbornly and did not answer Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa then asked directly: "Do you want to try again, or do you want to change the next group of people and rest first?" Wen Chengye glanced at the rest of his teammates on the field, and simply retreated to the sidelines and expressed his attitude with practical actions.　　Wen Chengye's exit also means that Qin Ao and Fu Xinshu, who are in the same group as him, have ended this round of practice.　　Qin Ao was very dissatisfied with Wen Chengye, and felt that this kind of waste joining would affect the passing and receiving training between him and Fu Xinshu. But due to the coach's arrangement, he could only retreat to the sidelines with Fu Xinshu after Wen Chengye got off the field.　　The other players worked in groups of three and continued to train on passing and receiving.　　Qin Ao and Wen Chengye who have no needle tips for Mai Mang.　　The next thing happened, the stadium was much quieter.　　After Wen Chengye left the field, the players who were still on the field began to train every day.　　Straight lines, crisp thuds, the boys run on the grass.　　They tackle or pass, stop the ball with their instep or chest, and they pass the ball to the other students around them with precision, and start running.　　The boys are used to the process, they are very serious and they don't drag their feet.　　After completing the stationary training, they also pick up their own document board and write something down.　　Wen Chengye stood far away from others, but he also saw all of this.　　The other students on the field ran fast and passed and received the ball smoothly, and he seemed to be very incomprehensible why they could play such a cooperation.　　His expression became more and more solemn.　　"Want to try again?" I don't know when, Wang Fa stood behind Wen Chengye and asked.　　Wen Chengye looked at the coach suddenly and did not speak.　　As if he was unwilling to admit defeat, or that any boy could not accept the ridicule and ridicule of his peers, Wen Chengye finally picked up the football and stood up.　　After Wen Chengye returned to the training ground, he seemed to understand how to deal with Qin Ao.　　He directly made a long pass, opened and closed widely, grasped the initiative on the court, and dispatched his teammates like dogs.　　Qin Ao was not convinced, and immediately returned the color.　　The original offensive and defensive transition drill unconsciously turned into a practice of chasing long passes.　　Wang Fa did not stop and allowed the training to develop in a new direction.　　The players who "suffered" because of Wen Chengye were not only Qin Ao and Fu Xinshu. As the opponents of the three-person group, the students also "share difficulties".　　When Wen Chengye passed for a long time, Qin Ao had to run wild like a mad dog and catch up with the football. Correspondingly, the defenders must also run along, otherwise the defense will fail.　　And when Qin Ao gets the ball, he also uses a long pass to return the color. Wen Chengye didn't want to lose, and he also ran without an image.　　The players who marked him were mobilized all over the field, and for a while, the field was no longer a calm and restrained pass and receive the ball, and everyone was full of blood and spirit.　　Theoretically, there is no need for everyone to compete so hard. But in this situation, none of the students want to lose.　　They don't want to see the ball intercepted because they can't run well, and they don't want to watch the ball fly off the line and be ridiculed by the passer.　　The existence of Wen Chengye reminded Lin Wanxing of the classic "catfish effect".　　Sardines are prone to death due to lack of oxygen, and the Norwegians tried their best to bring the saldines back to port alive.　　Later, fishermen stocked catfish in the sardines, because the catfish would eat other fish, which disturbed the other sardines in the rain trough, and the sardines survived in large numbers.　　Wen Chengye is almost such an existence, he crushes the other classmates in the team to exhaustion.　　"While exercising the ability to make long passes and chasing long passes, it also makes the players run a lot more distance and running time than in previous training." 　　The above is the summary statement made by Comrade Wang Fa before she went to work to comfort her and reassure her.　　Lin Wanxing actually has nothing to worry about.　　In late autumn, it gets dark early.　　Lin Wanxing went home from work, pushed open the rooftop door, and the cold wind blew in her face.　　There was a bleak scene on the rooftop, and she couldn't help but pull her clothes.　　Quietly on the rooftop, through the crowded small vegetable garden, she realized what the problem was.　　In the past, it was a meal, and the students were always very busy cooking and planting.　　And today, they are directly rotten.　　Lin Wanxing stopped, on the wooden sofa, on the bench, and on the old tires on the Tianjian platform...... It's all full of people.　　The students looked so tired that they had no one to cook.　　The light in the king's house is on, and he should be taking a bath.　　Lin Wanxing put down the bag, her stomach growling with hunger. She ran to the kitchen and first opened the pot and checked the brisket stewed on the stove.　　The aroma is tangy, and the brisket is stewed to a great extent. Lin Wanxing picked up the chopsticks and wanted to try the taste, but instantly received the cold gaze of Qin Ao.　　She could only laugh.　　"Teacher, are you trying to steal food?" Qin Ao is very keen.　　"No, I just want to see if the meat is rotten." 　　"Just poke it?" 　　"Oh!" 　　Lin Wanxing poked the brisket awkwardly.　　Most of the students on the floor did not speak, but they all watched her every move.　　Lin Wanxing could only swallow her saliva, picked up the daily menu and the chef's watch on duty hanging on the side, and looked at it.　　So what about being in charge of cooking today?　　Turning over a page, it was a coincidence that it was Qin Ao and Fu Xinshu who were on duty today...... 　　It's the same as the football training group, it's very fateful.　　Today, the staple food is tomato and egg noodles, and the side dishes are stewed beef, minced meat, tofu, and cold cucumber. The recipes were prepared by the students in advance, and the beef was stewed, but the other dishes had to be prepared separately.　　Fu Xinshu rarely fell asleep on the wooden sofa, covered with a blanket, and Qin Ao was also in a half-dead state.　　Lin Wanxing patted Qin Ao, who was lying in the recess of the old tire and pretending to be dead: "Master Qin, aren't you cooking today?" Qin Ao snorted weakly.　　"So tired?" Lin Wanxing said with a smile.　　"Teacher, don't rush, I really can't cook today, let me lie down for a while, just for a while." 　　"Wen Chengye has something." Lin Wanxing smiled.　　Hearing this, Qin Ao seemed to think of something.　　He sat up from the wooden sofa with a "pout", and suddenly came to his senses: "We cook every day and don't arrange Wen Dog?" "Well, it seems like yes." Lin Wanxing nodded.　　"Then Wen Dog must be inserted, he can't just eat and dry, right?" 　　"It's up to you." Lin Wanxing said.　　After getting the approval, Qin Ao made a big hand and arranged Wen Chengye's duty time.　　"Make your own dinner?" Wen Chengye sat outside the crowd and suddenly asked.　　"What do you eat without cooking? Is pie in the sky? Qin Ao was angry, "By the way, I have to ask him to collect the money." "Yes, we generally cook our own meals. Six out of seven days a week will do it yourself, and one day everyone will discuss eating something else, whether it is ordering takeout or going out to eat. But everyone else is more picky, so we usually solve it on the rooftop. Lin Wanxing said.　　"What about noon?" 　　"The meal you ate at noon today was made by them a day in advance, of course, sometimes it was made in the morning, anyway, it depends on the situation, mainly because the noon time is relatively tight." 　　When she introduced the daily cooking arrangement to Wen Chengye, Qin Ao also woke up the other students and asked for a new group meeting.　　Everyone was already too tired, and they didn't cook today, so they didn't bother to discuss it.　　Qi Liang said directly: "Just let Wen Chengye go to your group, you can take advantage of it, a group of three people." "Why, you have the final say?" Qin Ao protested, "Why don't you let Wen Chengye go to your group?" Qin Ao was indignant.　　Qi Liang yawned and said directly: "Then let's vote, if you don't agree with Wen Chengye and Qin Ao's group cooking, please raise your hand." As soon as these words came out, the rooftop fell silent.　　Students, you look at me, I look at you, but no one does anything.　　Qin Ao was stunned for a moment and raised his hand high. But apart from him, even Fu Xinshu, who had just been woken up, didn't raise his hand in the end.　　"You're cheating!" Qin Ao reacted and glared at Qi Liang angrily.　　"I learned it from my teacher, and she did it last time." Qi Liang rubbed his messy hair and shook the pot directly.　　Lin Wanxing raised her hand and said to Qin Ao: "Teacher vote for you, support you with both hands!" "You're supporting a fart!" Qin Ao was choked with anger.　　Wang Fa just pushed the door out.　　Qin Ao looked at the coach as if asking for help: "Coach, I can't cooperate with Wengou!" Wang Fa wiped his hair with a towel and comforted him, "At present, it seems that the cooperation is still relatively jerky, but I think there is still room for improvement in your cooperation." It's good to cook, you can continue to hone your cooperation. Wen Chengye sat next to him, and when he heard their righteous and stern rhetoric, he pursed his lips and showed some disdain.　　The overall situation has been decided, and it is useless for Qin Ao to resist.　　I'm not sleepy after the quarrel, someone has to cook dinner.　　Fu Xinshu began to boil, and Qin Ao just started.　　He expertly cuts up the meat foam and opens the tofu.　　Wen Chengye stood aside, a little unwilling to mix, but unconsciously stood beside them.　　As soon as Qin Ao turned around, he saw Young Master Wen beside him, and he was angry: "It's really in the way for you to stand here, will you do something else, go wash the tomatoes, you will always do this, right?" Wen Chengye wanted to say a few ironic words, but the other students around him looked at him expectantly.　　Wen Chengye sneered, took the tomatoes, and walked to the pool.　　In the process of washing tomatoes, Wen Chengye did not act as a demon, he washed them very carefully, and even removed the tomato stems for 100 million.　　After washing, Wen Chengye brought the tomatoes to Qin Ao's side.　　Director Qin immediately spoke: "Wipe the tomatoes dry." Wen Chengye raised his eyebrows: "Is it necessary?""Do you know how to cook?" Qin Ao said, holding a tomato to dry it, and then poked the tomato with a chopstick.　　He turned on the fire and flipped the tomatoes over the fire and roasted them for a while, the skin of the tomatoes turned yellow and rolled up.　　Qin Ao turned off the fire and successfully tore off the cracked and rolled tomato skin, his movements were smooth, and Wen Chengye was stunned.　　Qin Ao held up his chopsticks and showed off the smooth tomatoes to Wen Chengye: "Tomatoes with water can't be roasted with just the right effect, do you say it's necessary to let you dry them?" Wen Chengye sneered: "It's okay to find something." Hearing this, Qin Ao immediately turned his head.　　Lin Wanxing was glared at by Qin Ao, and raised her hand very consciously: "It's that I don't eat the skin of tomatoes." "It's just a lot of things." Qin Ao was very impatient, but he still roasted and peeled the tomatoes one by one.　　Scrambled eggs with tomatoes are served, and large pots of noodles are scooped up from the pan. The beef that had been stewed on the coal stove for a day was crispy and rotten.　　Stainless steel iron basins filled with dishes were placed on the table, and students turned out their televisions and adjusted the channels.　　At six o'clock, the news channel sounded on the hour, and they officially started today's dinner.　　The boys served their meals one by one, and the news anchor began to broadcast the main content of today's news. Others sat down at the table with their meals in their hands and chatted enthusiastically.　　Wen Chengye is the last one.　　As if there was a sense of arrogance not eating the food that came to him, Wen Chengye served some beef and minced meat tofu, but he didn't eat the tomato scrambled eggs that Qin Ao showed him just now.　　He took the bowl and went straight away from the table to eat elsewhere.　　Lin Wanxing gently grabbed him: "What's wrong?" Wen Chengye glanced at the news network and said, "It's too noisy." Probably finally found a reason to leave everyone, Wen Chengye said.　　"How can he understand national affairs, doesn't he feel noisy?" Qin Ao's ears were sharp, and he immediately said.　　Lin Wanxing explained to Wen Chengye: "We watch the news broadcast every dinner time, and from a utilitarian point of view, understanding national events is good for future political exams and language expression skills, which is equivalent to not being able to do poetry and chanting." From a long-term point of view, watching news broadcasts every day is conducive to improving one's political literacy and level of understanding, setting long-term goals, and becoming qualified successors of socialism. "Is there any other reason?" Wen Chengye asked coldly.　　"Of course, it was very tiring to grab the TV with them before, so I could just watch the news broadcast." Lin Wanxing said with a smile.　　Wen Chengye didn't respond to his words, he just took his bowl and walked to the wooden sofa.　　That night, the rooftop was filled with the smell of beef stew from the students. Because they were all tired, they ate more and more quietly when they got to the back.　　The news broadcast constantly broadcasts the news of the day, and the light is blue.　　When talking about a major case that was recently cracked, Wen Chengye still raised his head and looked seriously at the TV in the distance.　　Lin Wanxing took a bite of the soft tomato, smiled, and withdrew his gaze.

第85章 积分 　　从秋末到入冬， 仿佛只是一夜之间的事情。 　　冷空气南下，早上室内寒冷，令人赖在被窝不想起来。离开家门时， 扑面而来的风， 讲述着寒冬的温度。 　　正式训练的第二天，文成业还是按时来了。 　　据其他同学讲，他家那辆每天负责接送的小轿车，早上停到了梧桐新村门口。 　　元元补习班的课堂上，文成业还是在摆烂。每日足球训练时，大家依旧充满斗争性。 　　林晚星想， 如果文成业的融入过程，能像冷空气这么直接了当就好。 　　对此，王法打了个喷嚏， 拉上外套拉链， 表示冬天需要养身， 风太大容易感冒发烧。 　　虽然林晚星也在想，希望能大家再多练几天。 　　但比赛安排， 并不会根据球队磨合进度调整。 　　在文成业加入后的第五天，比赛就像冬日吹过平原的风，呼啸而来。 　　他们下一轮的对手，正是目前的小组大魔王， 永川恒大足球俱乐部。 　　当天训练结束，小组赛最新一轮战报出炉。 　　永川恒大足球俱乐部，在小组赛第二轮9-0横扫禹州银象。 　　秦敖迫不及待打开微信公众号，看到的就是这么一个令人震悚的战绩。 　　大家吃完晚饭， 坐在教室里， 忧心忡忡算起分来。 　　付新书一直负责统计战况， 所以他拿着粉笔，在赛前会议的黑板上，写下前两轮比赛战况总结。 　　第一轮： 　　宏景八中2：0禹洲银象 　　永川恒大7：0申城海波 　　积分： 　　永川恒大3 　　宏景八中3 　　禹洲银象0 　　申城海波0 　　第二轮： 　　申城海波5：0宏景八中 　　永川恒大9：0禹洲银象 　　积分： 　　永川恒大6 　　申城海波3 　　宏景八中3 　　禹洲银象0 　　学生们都坐在自己座位上，从战绩表上看，他们还有3分，比排在最后的禹州银象强上不少。 　　但大家都面色凝重，没有人显出轻松愉快的神情。 　　付新书负责小组局势的讲解，他说：“永川恒大太强了。他们前面两轮分别大比分是7-0和9-0战胜对手，我看了下战报，他们基本上只用半场时间就达到这个进球数。下半场换下三名主力，打得非常放松。总之，按照积分标情况，他们已锁定小组第一。” 　　他看了眼台下坐着的教练，得到鼓励似后，继续说：“小组赛第三轮很关键，我们将对阵永川恒大，申城海波和禹州银象也将决一死战，如果禹州银象再输，在争小组出线名额上，会处于极其不利的地位。” 　　“禹州银象和申城海波怎么打和我们没关系啊，关键是永川恒大怎么整！”秦敖打断了付新书。 　　“我们又赢不了，能、怎、么、整？”祁亮打了个哈欠，这么说。 　　“没踢过怎么知道！”秦敖拔高音量，试图给大家鼓劲。 　　教室里一片安静，无人响应。 　　“都这么没志气吗？”秦敖嚷嚷，最后看向陈江河，“你不是一直想去永川恒大青训吗，这次踢爆他们，不就行了？” 　　陈江河脸色很冷：“关你屁事？” 　　“这次他们大名单上，有三个国青队成员。方苏伦在之前对日本队的时候进过一个禁区内凌空倒钩，人很狂但是技术特别细腻。秦且初就更别提了，我之前刷douhu，老哥们都说他被当国家队后防中坚培养。”郑飞扬叹着气说。 　　“你们都没信心，那我们要不干脆弃权得了。”秦敖带着点小脾气，最后看向王法，“教练，你说呢！” 　　王法同志突然被点名，评价道：“大家都分析得很好。” 　　“不是让您说这个的！” 　　“那是让我说什么？”王法问。 　　“就我们下一轮的对手啊，永川恒大，您不是一直给我们做针对性训练吗，不是一切皆有可能？” 　　当秦敖问出这个问题时。 　　教室里其他学生们，还是抬起了头。他们虽然努力掩饰，但目光中仍带有希冀。 　　他们希望王法能说一些话，让他们对即将到来的比赛有些信心，这些人里，也包括文成业。 　　王法：“不用担心和永川恒大的比赛。” 　　学生们的目光，更加亮了。 　　王法：“他们肯定能击败所有对手，小组第一出线。” 　　学生们都听呆了：“也包括我们吗？” 　　“当然包括我们。”王法说。 　　一开始时，学生们都有些不可思议。 　　王法特别有信心，仿佛那支战无不胜的球队是他们自己。 　　理论上来说，他们听到自己教练说这种话，应该低落沮丧。 　　可不知为何，或许是教练的轻松平静，让他们心底，也涌起了一种奇怪的情绪。 　　“那我们为什么还要踢这种比赛，如果一定会输？”教室角落，冷漠而平静的少年声音响起。 　　问问题的人是文成业。 　　其他的学生们，习惯性地嫌弃他，不屑地瞥了他一眼。 　　只是这次，连秦敖都没有怼回去。 　　学生们回过头，都看着王法，等待教练的回答。 　　在最早对阵绿景国际时，学生们就萌生过放弃的想法。 　　当时情况下，林晚星请求王法，让学生们的关注点改变。从简单的胜负结果论中，转移到练习一些确定的内容，得到能力的增长感。 　　他们一直以来，都在慢慢坚持，也做得很好。 　　可强敌仍然是强敌。 　　你目视脚下，尽力攀爬，忽然抬头仰望，原来高山仍是高山。 　　那个瞬间，谁不曾想过放弃呢？ 　　寒冷的冬日夜里，教室的窗只开了一小扇。 　　楼外，行人走过新村小径，一只野猫被吓得倏忽窜入灌木从中。 　　王法随便点了个学生，问：“你最喜欢的球队是那支？” 　　被点到的正好是林鹿，他说：“当然是我们宏景八中校队！” 　　林鹿的回答，把王法都逗乐了：“那先暂时排除我们宏景八中校队，你喜欢那支球队？” 　　“国米！” 　　“如果让你有机会和国米踢一场比赛，你会因注定输球，而放弃这个机会吗？” 　　“那肯定跪求一战啊！但永川恒大什么臭鱼烂虾！配和我纯比？”林鹿立刻喷道。 　　王法：“永川恒大青年队，当然不至于像国米这样强大到令人向往，但它也是目前的我们能遇到的最强对手了。” 　　学生们原本躁动的情绪，再度平静下来。 　　他们好像能理解一些王法的意思，但又不那么确切。 　　“看看对方有多强，又比我们猛在哪里？”秦敖忽然有些明白过来。 　　“看别的强队之间踢球，和自己亲身下场，应该是完全不同的感受吧？”林晚星说。 　　俞明忽然也来了劲儿：“也是，我们牛逼才能踢进小组赛，和未来的国脚踢球，别人碰都碰不到。” 　　林晚星点头：“对嘛，就算会被踢哭，那也是之后的事情了。” 　　“你才会哭呢！” 　　“不就一战吗！” 　　“说不定能赢呢！” 　　男生们你一言我一语，忽然斗志昂扬了起来。 　　比赛前一天晚上，学生们结束一日学习、训练和生活。 　　明天要去赛场，组委会包午饭，所以他们只准备了一些简单的晚饭材料，做完冻在冰柜里。 　　天台菜园的菜收拾完毕，临走时，学生们想说点什么。 　　大概是一些忐忑和不确定，就算心中有所鼓舞，但真要迎战强敌，又有谁能完全不紧张呢？ 　　但他们最终提着要扔的垃圾袋，互相簇拥着离开。 　　学生们走后，林晚星终于空闲下来，她有了点自由时间，来做些别的事情。 　　天台的风很凉。 　　不过学生们重新搭了个棚子，放上电暖炉，勉强还能坐住。 　　气泡水早就不能喝了，王法现在改做各种口味的热饮。 　　今日主题是热巧克力。 　　王法同志深谙做好一杯热巧克力的核心技巧，就是无论如何也要挤上一圈淡奶油，如果没有条件，放几颗棉花糖也行。 　　林晚星在天台的木餐桌边，打开笔记本电脑。 　　电脑桌面的左上角是赛程安排表。 　　明日对战永川恒大后，因为天气寒冷和春节将至，他们会有一段时间的休赛期，明年3月，才会重新开启新一轮客场作战。 　　按照习惯，她把这几天学生们的日常生活进行简单总结，加上拍的照片一起，贴在邮箱里保存，算作文成业加入后的小结。 　　可当她把照片贴好，要写几句文成业加入后球队相关的文字时，她忽然间有些不知该讲点什么。 　　写学生们每天都在吵架？ 　　写现在队里足球训练很多时候，有点像橄榄球队那种横冲直撞的意思？ 　　或者温和一些，写文成业虽然总与其他队员格格不入，但能站在场上随队训练，已经有了长足的进步？ 　　她很期待明天的比赛？ 　　林晚星敲了几行字，又擦掉。 　　她总觉得现在的邮件应该有点别的意义，是向一直在暗中默默帮助学生们的人进行汇报，写点不痛不痒的东西还不如不写。 　　就在这时，一杯热巧克力放到她手边，上面奶油堆得高高的，还有杏仁碎和棉花糖，看起来非常诱人。 　　林晚星笑着抬头，王法捧着另一杯热饮，在她对面坐下来。 　　“在写什么？”王法问。 　　“哦，宝宝观察日记。” 　　林晚星喝了口热巧克力，棉花糖在口中绵绵化开，她托腮看着桌对面的教练。 　　王法也喝了一口，嘴唇上沾了一点棕褐色，他面容清俊，看上去非常放松。 　　“怎么了？”王法问，“卡文了？” 　　“嗯，不知道写什么总结了。”林晚星说。 　　王法：“任何比赛都有机会赢，只要我们能够做到全队一条心，认真努力去比赛，都是有机会的。” 　　林晚星很震惊，怀疑自己耳朵出了问题：“换人了、夺舍了？你之前不是还说，我们赢不了永川恒大吗？” 　　“怕你想不到词，帮你编两句。”王法说。 　　林晚星立刻泄气，半趴在桌上：“哎……” 　　王法看她的样子，觉得好笑：“如果我随便说两句能决定一场比赛胜负，那小林老师应该也请不起我。” 　　“开什么玩笑，我本来也请不起你啊！”林晚星理直气壮地道。 　　王法又抿了口热巧克力，没有说话。 　　静谧的冬夜，热腾腾的雾气，氤氲了他的面容。 　　“我就是，有点内心矛盾吧。”林晚星缓缓开口，有些难以形容心中的情绪，“大概就是，虽然我们告诉学生，能面对强敌、感受强敌，已经是我们努力的结果，已经是巨大收获。可是，总会有那么一点想法吧？” 　　林晚星很困惑地看着王法：“我们爬上了这座山，总会不满足于现在的风景。会想走得更高、会想征服强敌、想将不可能变为可能。” 　　“你是觉得，冷静认清对手的强大和告诉他们明确失败的结果，对学生们来说有点残忍？” 　　“我认为，你的观点，从心理学角度来讲，是完全正确的。让学生们将注意力放在比赛的具体收获上，不要执着于胜负，他们能学到更多。可这是足球啊，充满了梦想和热血的游戏。” 　　王法听到这里，放下杯子，注视着她。 　　林晚星忽然想起，这些东西，所有的梦想和热血，是属于她的幻想。对王法来说，他的足球，并不是这样的。 　　“每个人都会怀揣热念，这很正常，如果没有挑战不可能，那足球这项运动将毫无意义。”王法很冷静地说，“我只是清楚这支球队的现状，而且现在没有可能，也不代表未来的不可能。” 　　林晚星忽然眼睛亮了：“文成业加入以来，感觉我队每天都在吵架欸，真的有可能吗？” 　　“文成业能力不错，他很聪明，也有足球基础。从某种意义上说，他比陈卫东更适合球队。” 　　“但是？”林晚星帮王法用了个转折词汇。 　　“但是，他的出色只是相对于高中生球员水平，到不了你想要的‘逆天改命’的地步。” 　　王法用了个最近看到的玄幻小说里的词，继续说，“其次，他的位置是后卫，后卫是一个需要纪律和协作更甚于能力的位置。他和队友的恶劣关系，只能让他成为后防线上的定时炸弹。和之前的陈卫东比起来，文成业现在在场上的作用，显然要差很多。至少一个肯跑动能听话的陈卫东，在场上比现在的文成业靠谱。”王法说。 　　“那未来呢？”林晚星问。 　　王法笑问：“小林老师指的未来是什么，战胜永川恒大，青超联赛夺冠，还是有朝一日能和国米踢场球？” 　　林晚星想了下，说：“就……我想知道，我们小组赛有没有出线可能。” 　　“原来你在担心这个？”王法有些惊讶。 　　“我肯定是担心这个啊，再输下去，是不是就不能出线了？” 　　林晚星拿起旁边的纸，埋头给王法算分。 　　他们第3轮和第5轮都是打永川恒大，如果必输的话，那么最好还是能把第4轮的对手赢下来，这样才有出线可能性。 　　她说到这里，发现王法目光中带着些笑意，在看着她。 　　林晚星放下桌上的纸和手里的笔，为掩饰尴尬，她把耳边碎发拨到耳后。 　　她在那瞬间，化身忙于给孩子算分的家长。 　　虽然嘴上总是说：不要在意成绩，不要在意输赢，能在比赛中不断感受到进步就好。 　　可实际上呢，人是衔尾蛇，总会陷入自我循环。 　　总会不由自主地，追着尾巴，在原地转起圈圈来，就算她也会这样。 　　林晚星轻咳一声，折起算分纸，塞进口袋里。 　　“你什么都没看见。”她说。 　　“原来小林老师也会着急。”王法说。 　　“不可以吗？” 　　“其实没问题。”他说。 　　“什么，是说出线没问题吗？”林晚星震惊。 　　“那肯定还有些问题的，我是说，你担心出现这件事，没问题。”王法喝了口热可可，呼吸都是巧克力味儿的。 　　他悠然自得，仿佛胸有成竹。 　　林晚星总觉得，王法是在故意逗她。
Chapter 85: Points From late autumn to the beginning of winter, it seems like it's just an overnight thing.　　The cold air is moving south, and it is cold indoors in the morning, which makes people feel like they don't want to get up. When I leave the house, the wind blowing in my face speaks of the cold winter temperature.　　On the second day of formal training, Wen Chengye still came on time.　　According to other students, his family's car, which was responsible for picking up and dropping off every day, stopped at the gate of Wutong New Village in the morning.　　In the classroom of Yuanyuan cram school, Wen Chengye was still rotten. In the daily football training, everyone is still full of fighting.　　Lin Wanxing thought, It would be good if Wen Chengye's integration process could be as direct as cold air.　　In this regard, Wang Fa sneezed and zipped up his coat, indicating that he needed to nourish himself in winter, and it was easy to catch a cold and fever if the wind was too strong.　　Although Lin Wanxing is also thinking about it, I hope everyone can practice for a few more days.　　However, the game schedule will not be adjusted according to the team's run-in progress.　　On the fifth day after Wen Chengye joined, the competition was like a winter wind blowing across the plains, whistling.　　Their opponent in the next round is none other than the current group big devil, Yongchuan Evergrande Football Club.　　At the end of the day, the latest round of the group stage report was released.　　Yongchuan Evergrande Football Club swept Yuzhou Silver Elephant 9-0 in the second round of the group stage.　　Qin Ao couldn't wait to open the WeChat public account, and what he saw was such a shocking record.　　After dinner, everyone sat in the classroom, worried and calculated.　　Fu Xinshu has been in charge of counting the battle situation, so he took chalk and wrote a summary of the first two rounds of the game on the blackboard of the pre-game meeting.　　First Round: Hongjing No. 8 Middle School 2:0 Yuzhou Silver Elephant Yongchuan Evergrande 7:0 Shencheng Haibo Points: Yongchuan Evergrande 3 Hongjing No. 8 Middle School 3 Yuzhou Silver Elephant 0 Shencheng Haibo 0 Second Round: Shencheng Haibo 5:0 Hongjing No. 8 Middle School Yongchuan Evergrande 9:0 Yuzhou Silver Elephant Points: Yongchuan Evergrande 6 Shencheng Haibo 3 Hongjing No. 8 Middle School 3 Yuzhou Silver Elephant 0 The students are sitting in their seats, and from the record table, they still have 3 points, which is much stronger than Yuzhou Yinxiang, which is ranked last.　　But everyone's faces were solemn, and no one showed a relaxed and happy expression.　　Fu Xinshu was in charge of explaining the situation of the group, and he said: "Yongchuan Evergrande is too strong. They won 7-0 and 9-0 in the first two rounds and I read the report and they almost only needed half time to reach that goal. In the second half, he replaced three main players and played very relaxed. All in all, they have locked up the top spot in the group according to the points mark. He glanced at the coach sitting in the audience, and after receiving encouragement, he continued: "The third round of the group stage is very critical, we will face Yongchuan Evergrande, Shencheng Haibo and Yuzhou Silver Elephant will also fight to the death, if Yuzhou Silver Elephant loses again, it will be in an extremely disadvantageous position in the fight for the group qualifiers." "It has nothing to do with us how Yuzhou Yinxiang and Shencheng Haibo fight, the key is how Yongchuan Evergrande is organized!" Qin Ao interrupted Fu Xinshu.　　"We can't win, can, how, what, whole?" Qi Liang yawned and said so.　　"How do you know if you haven't kicked it!" Qin Ao raised his voice and tried to cheer everyone up.　　The classroom was silent, and no one responded.　　"Are you all so unambitious?" Qin Ao shouted, and finally looked at Chen Jianghe, "Didn't you always want to go to Yongchuan Evergrande Youth Training, this time kick them out, isn't it?" Chen Jianghe's face was very cold: "What's your business?" "This time, they have three members of the national youth team on their squad. Fang Sulun had scored a volley in the box against Japan before, and he was crazy but his technique was particularly delicate. Not to mention Qin Jichu, I brushed douhu before, and the old buddies said that he was trained as the backbone of the national team's defense. Zheng Feiyang said with a sigh.　　"You don't have faith, so why don't we just abstain." Qin Ao had a little temper, and finally looked at Wang Fa, "Coach, what do you say!" Comrade Wang Fa was suddenly named and commented: "Everyone has analyzed very well. "Not for you to say this!" 　　"What is that for me to say?" Wang Fa asked.　　"As for our opponent in the next round, Yongchuan Evergrande, haven't you been giving us targeted training, isn't everything possible?" 　　When Qin Ao asked this question.　　The other students in the classroom still looked up. Although they tried to hide it, there was still hope in their eyes.　　They hope that Wang Fa can say something to give them some confidence in the upcoming match, and among these people, including Wen Chengye.　　Wang Fa: "Don't worry about the match with Yongchuan Evergrande. The students' eyes brightened.　　Wang Fa: "They can definitely beat all their opponents and finish first in the group. The students were stunned: "Is that also us?" "Including us, of course." Wang Fa said.　　At first, the students were a little incredulous.　　Wang Fa is particularly confident, as if the invincible team is themselves.　　Theoretically, they should be depressed when they hear their coach say that.　　But for some reason, perhaps it was the coach's relaxation and calmness that made them feel a strange emotion in their hearts.　　"Then why do we have to play this kind of game, if we have to lose?" In the corner of the classroom, the cold and calm voice of a teenager sounded.　　The person who asked the question was Wen Chengye.　　The other students, habitually disgusted him, glanced at him with disdain.　　Only this time, even Qin Ao didn't go back.　　The students turned their heads and looked at Wang Fa, waiting for the coach's answer.　　In the first time they faced LVGEM, the students had the idea of giving up.　　At that time, Lin Wanxing asked Wang Fa to change the focus of the students. Move from a simple win-loss consequentialism to practice something definite and gain a sense of growth.　　All along, they've been slowly persevering, and they've done a great job.　　But a strong enemy is still a strong enemy.　　You look at your feet and climb as hard as you can, and suddenly you look up, and the mountains are still mountains.　　At that moment, who didn't think about giving up?　　On a cold winter night, only a small window was open in the classroom.　　Outside, pedestrians walked along the path of the new village, and a wild cat was frightened into the bushes.　　Wang Fa casually clicked on a student and asked, "Which is your favorite team?" It happened to be Lin Lu who was pointed, and he said: "Of course, our Hongjing No. 8 Middle School Colonel Team!" Lin Lu's answer amused Wang Fadu: "Then temporarily exclude our Hongjing No. 8 Middle School Colonel team, which team do you like?" "Inter!" 　　"If you were given the opportunity to play a game against Inter, would you give up that opportunity because you were doomed to lose?" 　　"Then you must be on your knees and begging for a fight! But what stinky fish and rotten shrimp in Yongchuan Evergrande! Worthy of being pure with me? Lin Lu immediately squirted.　　Wang Fa: "Yongchuan Evergrande Youth Team, of course, is not as strong as Inter, but it is also the strongest opponent we can meet at present." The students' restless emotions calmed down again.　　They seem to understand some of the meaning of the royal law, but they are not so exact.　　"Look at how strong the other party is, and where is it stronger than us?" Qin Ao suddenly understood.　　"Watching other strong teams play between each other and going down in person should be a completely different feeling, right?" Lin Wanxing said.　　Yu Ming suddenly became energetic: "Also, we can only play in the group stage, and we can't touch the future international players." Lin Wanxing nodded: "That's right, even if you will be kicked and crying, it will be later." "You're going to cry!" 　　"Isn't it just a battle!" 　　"Maybe we can win!" 　　The boys, as soon as you say a word, suddenly the fighting spirit is high.　　The night before the competition, the students finished their day of studying, training and living.　　Tomorrow we are going to the stadium, and the organizing committee will pack lunch, so they only prepare some simple dinner materials, which will be frozen in the freezer after cooking.　　After the vegetables in the rooftop vegetable garden were cleaned up, the students wanted to say something before leaving.　　Probably some apprehension and uncertainty, even if there is some encouragement in the heart, but if you really want to face a strong enemy, who can not be nervous at all?　　But they eventually hugged each other with the garbage bags they were going to throw away.　　After the students left, Lin Wanxing finally had free time, and she had some free time to do something else.　　The wind on the rooftop was cool.　　However, the students rebuilt their sheds and put electric stoves on them, barely able to sit down.　　Sparkling water has long been out of drink, and Wang Fa is now switching to hot drinks of various flavors.　　Today's theme is hot chocolate.　　Comrade Wang Fa is well versed in the core skill of making a cup of hot chocolate, that is, no matter what, squeeze a circle of whipping cream, if there are no conditions, put a few marshmallows.　　Lin Wanxing was at the wooden dining table on the rooftop, opening her laptop.　　In the upper left corner of the computer desktop is the schedule.　　After tomorrow's game against Yongchuan Evergrande, because of the cold weather and the approaching Spring Festival, they will have a period of off-season, and they will reopen a new round of away games in March next year.　　According to the habit, she made a brief summary of the students' daily life in the past few days, plus the photos taken, and posted them in the mailbox for saving, which was counted as a summary after joining the composition course.　　But when she pasted the photo and wanted to write a few words about the team after Wen Chengye joined, she suddenly didn't know what to say.　　Write that students quarrel every day?　　Writing about the football training in the team a lot now, a bit like the rampage of a rugby team?　　Or to put it mildly, although he is always out of step with other team members, he can stand on the field and train with the team, and he has made great progress?　　Is she looking forward to tomorrow's game?　　Lin Wanxing typed a few lines and erased them again.　　She always felt that the current email should have some other meaning, to report to the people who have been quietly helping the students, and it is better not to write something that is not painful.　　Just then, a cup of hot chocolate was placed in her hand, and the cream was piled high on top, along with crushed almonds and marshmallows, which looked very tempting.　　Lin Wanxing looked up with a smile, and Wang Fa sat down opposite her with another cup of hot drink.　　"What are you writing about?" Wang Fa asked.　　"Oh, Baby's Observation Diary." 　　Lin Wanxing took a sip of hot chocolate, the marshmallow melted in her mouth, and she looked at the coach across the table with her cheeks raised.　　Wang Fa also took a sip, his lips were stained with a little tan, his face was handsome, and he looked very relaxed.　　"What's wrong?" Wang Fa asked, "Kavin?" "Well, I don't know what to write to summarize." Lin Wanxing said.　　Wang Fa: "Any game has a chance to win, as long as we can do the whole team with one heart and work hard to play, we all have a chance." Lin Wanxing was shocked and suspected that something was wrong with her ears: "Replaced, taken away?" Didn't you say before that we can't win Yongchuan Evergrande? "I'm afraid I won't be able to think of words, so I'll help you make up two sentences." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing was immediately deflated and half-lay on the table: "Hey......" 　　Wang Fa looked at her and felt funny: "If I can decide the outcome of a game by saying two random words, then Mr. Kobayashi shouldn't be able to afford to invite me.""What are you kidding, I couldn't afford to invite you in the first place!" Lin Wanxing said confidently.　　Wang Fa took another sip of hot chocolate and did not speak.　　The quiet winter night, the hot mist, covered his face.　　"I'm just, a little conflicted." Lin Wanxing spoke slowly, a little indescribable in her heart, "Probably, although we told the students that being able to face and feel a strong enemy is already the result of our efforts, and it is already a huge gain." But there's always a little bit of an idea, right? Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa in confusion: "We have climbed this mountain, and we will always be dissatisfied with the current scenery." They want to go higher, they want to conquer strong enemies, and they want to make the impossible possible. "Do you think it's a bit cruel for students to calmly recognize the strength of their opponents and tell them that they will definitely fail?" 　　"I think your point of view, from a psychological point of view, is completely correct. Let the students focus on the specific takeaways from the game, and don't get obsessed with winning or losing, they can learn more. But this is football, a game full of dreams and blood. Hearing this, Wang Fa put down his cup and looked at her.　　Lin Wanxing suddenly remembered that these things, all dreams and blood, belonged to her fantasies. For Wang Fa, his football is not like this.　　"It's normal for everybody to have a passion for it, and football is meaningless if it's not a challenge." Wang Fa said calmly, "I just know the current situation of this team, and there is no possibility now, and it does not mean that it is impossible in the future." Lin Wanxing's eyes suddenly lit up: "Since Wen Chengye joined, I feel that my team is quarreling every day, is it really possible?" "Wen Chengye has good ability, he is very smart and has a football foundation. In a sense, he is more suitable for the team than Chen Weidong. "But?" Lin Wanxing helped Wang Fa use a turning word.　　"However, his excellence is only relative to the level of high school players, not to the point where you want to 'change your life'." 　　Using a phrase from a recent fantasy novel, Wang Fa continued, "Secondly, his position is that of a defender, and a defender is a position that requires more discipline and coordination than ability. His poor relationship with his team-mates has only allowed him to be a ticking time bomb at the back. Compared with Chen Weidong before, Wen Chengye's role on the field is obviously much worse now. At least one Chen Weidong, who is willing to run and be obedient, is more reliable than the current Wen Chengye on the field. Wang Fa said.　　"What about the future?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　Wang Faxiao asked: "What is the future that Mr. Kobayashi refers to, defeating Yongchuan Evergrande, winning the Youth Super League, or one day being able to play with Inter?" Lin Wanxing thought for a moment and said, "Just ...... I wonder if we have any chance of qualifying for the group stage. "So you're worried about this?" Wang Fa was a little surprised.　　"I'm definitely worried about this, if I lose again, won't I be able to qualify?" 　　Lin Wanxing picked up the paper next to him and buried his head in calculating points for Wang Fa.　　They played Yongchuan Evergrande in the 3rd and 5th rounds, and if they must lose, then it is better to win the opponent in the 4th round, so that there is a possibility of qualifying.　　When she said this, she found that Wang Fa was looking at her with a smile in his eyes.　　Lin Wanxing put down the paper on the table and the pen in her hand, and in order to hide her embarrassment, she pushed the broken hair in her ear behind her ear.　　At that moment, she turned into a parent who was busy counting her child's scores.　　Although it is always said: don't care about the results, don't care about winning or losing, it's good to be able to keep feeling the progress in the game.　　But in reality, people are Ouroboros and will always fall into a self-cycle.　　She would always involuntarily chase her tail and spin in circles in place, even if she did.　　Lin Wanxing coughed lightly, folded the scoring paper, and stuffed it into her pocket.　　"You don't see anything." She said.　　"It turns out that Mr. Kobayashi will also be in a hurry." Wang Fa said.　　"Can't you?" 　　"Actually, no problem." He said.　　"What, is it okay to say that it's okay to get out of the line?" Lin Wanxing was shocked.　　"There's got to be something wrong with that, I mean, you're worried about it, no problem." Wang Fa took a sip of hot cocoa, and his breath was chocolate-flavored.　　He was at ease, as if he was confident.　　Lin Wanxing always felt that Wang Fa was deliberately teasing her.

第86章 怪人 　　大赛宛如大考。 　　家长忧心， 孩子就算表面上满不在乎，实际上心里也难免会紧张。 　　在一个冬日的星期天，宏景八中校队的学生们， 站到在了学校门口。 　　黄叶飘零， 大巴车驶来，文成业第一次登上了这辆驶向赛场的车。 　　今日天气暖融融的，阳光透过光秃秃的枝丫筛下，落在洁白的车身上。 　　主场作战，路还是通往宏景明珠俱乐部的那条。 　　这次，学生们的情绪都并不高涨。 　　车厢里， 没有他们习惯的聊天打屁声音。 　　文成业独自坐个位置，平时，男生们总会时不时和他起两句冲突。今天， 大家甚至连怼文成业的兴趣也没有了。 　　每个人都安静坐在座位上， 他们或听音乐或闭眼休息， 大巴车里是少见的低沉气氛。 　　林晚星坐在王法身边，回望后排的学生们， 想活跃下气氛：“你们小时候一起出去比赛是什么样的，会不会大家一起唱歌啊？” 　　很少见的，听到这句话，男生们也没什么反应。 　　以前遇到这种情况时， 男生们总会吐槽她想法土气或者请她不要尬聊。 　　而这次，甚至没人搭理她。 　　沉默的车厢，车厢里轰隆隆的发动机声。林晚星只能轻咳一声，转回身体， 看向身旁的青年人。 　　可王法戴着耳机， 同样没有任何反应。 　　空气安静沉闷， 林晚星不敢打破，于是只能拿出手机，在微信里敲了行字你也情绪低落吗？ 　　王法低头看了眼手机，简单按了一下。 　　林晚星低头，发现王法发了张表情，兴奋举手手的笑脸.jpg。 　　【林晚星：？？？】 　　【王法：我很期待接下来的比赛，挺开心的。】 　　【林晚下：开心也不对吧~！今天要输了呢！】 　　【王法：为什么不能期待一场有意义的失利呢？】 　　林晚星想了下，觉得好像有些道理。 　　王法心态很好。 　　他的话，也间接影响了林晚星。 　　于是在真正见到永川恒大俱乐部u-19梯队的成员前，林晚星也在想，这支球队，该是什么样的呢？ 　　他们最先遇到了和他们一样的高中校队安宁实验队，后面是足球学校绿景国际，再然后，是他们踢进小组赛后的对手。 　　职业梯队球员和预选赛对手已有鲜明差距。 　　让林晚星印象最深的，是之前大胜他们的申城海波的选手。 　　选手们每个人都训练有素，身体状况良好，让林晚星总能联想到动物世界，他们像一头头在草原上奔跑的小豹子，充满野性和力量感。 　　而永川恒大俱乐部的选手们，林晚星有些想象不出，比野兽更强大的是什么样呢？ 　　一个多小时车程，巴士在宏景明珠俱乐部门口停下。 　　林晚星看向大门，门口香樟树下，有个穿卫衣戴鸭舌帽的少年人，直接向他们下车地点迎了过来。 　　车还没停稳，少年就在他们的车窗边上蹿下跳。 　　他皮肤黝黑，眼神明亮，神情兴高采烈。 　　学生们一路上都在闭目养神，所以除林晚星和王法之外，一开始没人注意到这位兴奋的少年人。 　　林晚星想起了王法在车上发的表情包，和眼前这个快乐举手手的小少年有点像，总不见得这是教练请来的托吧？ 　　她怀疑地看向王法。 　　王法脸上倒没什么运筹帷幄的神情，他看着少年人，有些意外。 　　车辆打开，林晚星先下车，学生们还在车上收拾东西。 　　“请问你们是宏景八中校队吗？”少年突然窜到车门边，表情兴奋极了。 　　“是我们，你是？” 　　“姐姐啊，姐姐你好！”鸭舌帽少年很有礼貌鞠了个躬，林晚星看到他的小光头，“我叫秦且初！” 　　“秦……秦同学？有什么事吗？”林晚星觉得秦且初这个名字似乎有些耳熟，可一时没想起来曾在哪里听过。 　　秦且初却没说话，他乌黑明亮的眼睛在她身后巡睃，像在找什么人。 　　学生们前前后后下来，看到秦且初时，大家都呆滞了。 　　王法最后下车。 　　秦且初的眼睛，在看到他的瞬间，噌地亮了：“教练教练教练！” 　　他激动地冲到王法身旁，一把握住他的手，开心笑起来的时候，脸颊上还有两个深深的酒窝。 　　“温弗雷德教练，终于又见到你了教练！你为什么对我们始乱终弃！” 　　秦且初语气特别真诚无辜， 　　那瞬间，林晚星很确定，王法脸上终于出现传说中，名为“裂开”的神情。 　　一直以来嚣张跋扈的学生们震惊极了，而在震惊后，他们则是瞪大眼，一脸“你他妈逗我呢”模样。 　　林晚星只能扯了扯王法，偷偷问道：“这是你以前在英国的学生吗？” 　　“不是。” 　　“那？” 　　“他是永川恒大的秦且初。”王法说。 　　永川恒大的……秦且初？ 　　林晚星终于意识到，她到底是在哪里听过这个名字。 　　这就是那位，被当做国家队未来后防中坚培养的球员吗？ 　　“教练你还记得我，我好感动！”秦且初像只小猴似地围着王法上蹿下跳，高兴极了，“之前刘指导说你要来带我们，你最后又没来，那这次你带完他们以后，能来我们队了吗？” 　　秦且初此言一出，本家秦敖同学立刻就不乐意了。 　　“说什么呢你？这是我们教练，别对着别人教练喊教练！”秦敖立刻跨出一步，挡在王法身前，隔开了秦且初。 　　“咦，秦敖啊？我喜欢你的禁区突破。”少年突然话题一转，并且变魔术似地，从口袋里掏出一支油性笔，递给秦敖，“你给我签个名吧，就这里。” 　　秦敖握着笔，突然懵逼了。 　　秦且初扯住自己的卫衣一角，向着秦敖示意。 　　秦敖一脸不知所措，完全不知道剧情是怎么转进到这里来的。过了好一会儿，他拿起黑色油性笔，在少年的卫衣上，歪歪扭扭签下了“秦敖”两个字。 　　秦敖写得很慢，笔触在柔软的白T恤上很难写好，总之他把名字写得分外扭曲。 　　少年耐心地等他写完，他看着自己衣服上的“秦敖”二字，很认真地评价：“如果你以后成为明星球员，这样的字可不行。” 　　秦敖再遭雷击：“我怎么可能做明星球员。” 　　他下意识地说道。 　　秦且初没有应答秦敖的话，而是看向了他身边的下一位球员。 　　“付新书是吧，你和秦敖还有祁亮，你们的配合我看了，很有意思。”少年一边说，一边很热情地去握付新书的手，顺手把油性笔塞回自己口袋里：“哦，我没有不喜欢你所以不要你签名的意思，我只是更喜欢带球突破的那个人。” 　　“没……没关系……”付新书也结巴起来。 　　少年絮絮叨叨，无比社牛。 　　他和队伍里所有球员打招呼，对大家的配合和比赛细节如数家珍。 　　林晚星之前觉得，她的学生们屁话很多，但和秦且初比起来，宝宝们真的完全不够看了。 　　宏景八中的这帮高中生们，被秦且初衬托得宛如社恐，只会尴尬地说“谢谢”，其余多的话一句也说不出来。 　　少年热情地和他们打完招呼，点评和赞扬他们每个人的技术风格，最后来去如风，说：“那我先不打扰你们了，不然队长等会要骂我了！” 　　他说完，快乐地跑到铁门边，跑进宏景明珠俱乐部里。临进门时他回头，脸上的酒窝笑得很甜，他说：“教练，等会儿见啊。” 　　少年身影消失在俱乐部中，刚被秦且初一系列表演震得说不出话的高中生们，过了好久才慢慢缓和过来。 　　男生们嘟囔着，自言自语着。 　　“秦且初，认识我们？” 　　“他还要知道我们一个个的位置？” 　　“还问秦敖要签名？” 　　“这就看起来脑子不太正常了……”
Chapter 86: The Weirdo Contest is like a big test.　　Parents are worried, even if their children don't care on the surface, they will inevitably be nervous in fact.　　On a winter Sunday, the students of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School stood at the school gate.　　The yellow leaves drifted away, the bus came, and Wen Chengye boarded the car heading to the arena for the first time.　　Today's weather is warm, and the sun shines through the bare branches and falls on the white body.　　Playing at home, the road is still the one that leads to the Grand Pearl Club.　　This time, the students' emotions were not high.　　In the carriage, there was no chatting and farting sound that they were used to.　　Wen Chengye sat in a position alone, and usually, the boys would always have a conflict with him from time to time. Today, everyone is not even interested in writing a career.　　Everyone sat quietly in their seats, they listened to music or closed their eyes to rest, and there was a rare low atmosphere in the bus.　　Lin Wanxing sat next to Wang Fa, looked back at the students in the back row, and wanted to liven up the atmosphere: "What was it like for you to go out to compete together when you were young, will you sing together?" Rarely, when they heard this, the boys didn't react much.　　In the past, when this happened, the boys would always complain about her rustic ideas or ask her not to talk awkwardly.　　And this time, no one even paid attention to her.　　Silent carriages, the rumbling of engines in the carriages. Lin Wanxing could only cough lightly, turned back to his body, and looked at the young man beside him.　　But Wang Fa was wearing headphones, and there was no reaction either.　　The air was quiet and dull, Lin Wanxing didn't dare to break it, so she could only take out her mobile phone and type the words in WeChat, are you also depressed?　　Wang Fa looked down at his phone and pressed it briefly.　　Lin Wanxing lowered her head and found that Wang Fa had an expression, and the smiling face of the excited raised hand .jpg.　　[Lin Wanxing: ??? [Wang Fa: I'm looking forward to the next game, I'm very happy. 【Lin Wanxia: It's not right to be happy~! I'm going to lose today! 【Wang Fa: Why can't you expect a meaningful loss?】 Lin Wanxing thought about it for a while and felt that there seemed to be some truth.　　Wang Fa has a good mentality.　　His words also indirectly affected Lin Wanxing.　　So before really meeting the members of the U-19 echelon of Yongchuan Evergrande Club, Lin Wanxing was also thinking, what should this team be like?　　They first met the same high school team as them, the Anning Experimental Team, followed by the football school LVGEM International, and then their opponents after they reached the group stage.　　There is already a stark gap between the professional players and the qualifiers.　　What impressed Lin Wanxing the most was the player who had defeated them in Shencheng Haibo before.　　Each of the contestants is well-trained and in good physical condition, which makes Lin Wanxing always think of the animal world, they are like a little leopard running on the grassland, full of wildness and strength.　　And the players of Yongchuan Evergrande Club, Lin Wanxing can't imagine what it is like to be more powerful than a beast?　　After a little more than an hour's drive, the bus stopped at the entrance of the Grand View Pearl Club.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the gate, and under the camphor tree at the door, there was a young man in a sweatshirt and a peaked cap, who greeted them directly at the place where they got off.　　Before the car could stop, the boy jumped up and down by their window.　　He was dark-skinned, bright-eyed, and elated.　　The students were closing their eyes all the way, so except for Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa, no one noticed the excited young man at first.　　Lin Wanxing remembered the emoji that Wang Fa posted in the car, which was a bit similar to the little boy in front of him who raised his hands happily, but this was not necessarily the trust invited by the coach, right?　　She looked at Wang Fa suspiciously.　　Wang Fa didn't have a strategizing look on his face, he looked at the young man with some surprise.　　The car was opened, Lin Wanxing got out of the car first, and the students were still packing up their things in the car.　　"May I ask if you are the colonel of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School?" The boy suddenly rushed to the car door, his expression very excited.　　"It's us, you're it?" 　　"Hello sister, hello sister!" The young man in the cap bowed very politely, and Lin Wanxing saw his little bald head, "My name is Qin Jichu!" "Qin ...... Classmate Qin? Can I help you? Lin Wanxing felt that the name Qin Jichu seemed a little familiar, but she didn't remember where she had heard it for a while.　　Qin Jichu didn't speak, his dark and bright eyes roamed behind her, as if he was looking for someone.　　The students came back and forth, and when they saw Qin Jichu, everyone was stunned.　　Wang Fa got out of the car last.　　Qin Jichu's eyes, the moment he saw him, lit up: "Coach coach coach!" He rushed to Wang Fa's side excitedly, grabbed his hand, and when he laughed happily, there were still two deep dimples on his cheeks.　　"Coach Winfred, finally see you again! Why did you abandon us in the first place! Qin Jichu's tone was particularly sincere and innocent, At that moment, Lin Wanxing was very sure that the legendary expression called "cracking" finally appeared on Wang Fa's face.　　The students, who had always been arrogant and domineering, were shocked, and after the shock, their eyes widened with a look of "what the are you kidding me".　　Lin Wanxing could only pull Wang Fa and asked secretly: "Is this your former student in the UK?" "It's not." 　　"That?" 　　"He is Qin Jichu of Yongchuan Evergrande." Wang Fa said.　　Yongchuan Evergrande's ...... Qin and Chu?　　Lin Wanxing finally realized where she had heard this name.　　Is this the player who has been developed as the future backbone of the national team?　　"Coach, you still remember me, I'm so touched!Qin Jichu jumped up and down around Wang Fa like a little monkey, and was very happy, "Before, Director Liu said that you were going to come and take us, but you didn't come in the end, so after you take them this time, can you come to our team?" As soon as Qin Jichu's words came out, Qin Ao's classmates in his family were immediately unhappy.　　"What are you talking about? This is our coach, don't shout at other coaches! Qin Ao immediately took a step forward and blocked in front of Wang Fa, separating Qin Jichu.　　"Hey, Qin Ao? I love your penalty zone breaks. The young man suddenly changed the topic, and as if by magic, he took out an oil-based pen from his pocket and handed it to Qin Ao, "You sign it for me, right here." Qin Ao held the pen and was suddenly confused.　　Qin Jichu grabbed the corner of his sweatshirt and gestured to Qin Ao.　　Qin Ao looked at a loss, and he didn't know how the plot turned here. After a while, he picked up the black oil pen and signed the word "Qin Ao" crookedly on the young man's sweatshirt.　　Qin Ao writes very slowly, and it is difficult to write well on the soft white T-shirt, in short, he writes his name with extra twist.　　The young man patiently waited for him to finish writing, he looked at the word "Qin Ao" on his clothes, and commented very seriously: "If you become a star player in the future, such words will not work." Qin Ao was struck by lightning again: "How can I be a star player." He said subconsciously.　　Qin Jichu did not respond to Qin Ao's words, but looked at the next player beside him.　　"Fu Xinshu, right, you, Qin Ao and Qi Liang, I read your cooperation, it's very interesting." The boy said as he shook the hand of Fu Xinshu very enthusiastically, and stuffed the oil-based pen back into his pocket: "Oh, I don't mean that I don't like you so I don't want you to sign, I just prefer the one who breaks through with the ball." "No...... It's okay......" Fu Xinshu also stammered.　　The teenager chattered, and he was incomparably a social cow.　　He greeted all the players in the team and was very attentive to everyone's cooperation and the details of the game.　　Lin Wanxing used to think that her students talked a lot of, but compared to Qin Jichu, the babies were really not enough to see at all.　　The group of high school students in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School were set off by Qin Jichu as if they were social fear, and they could only say "thank you" in embarrassment, and they couldn't say a word about the rest.　　The young man greeted them warmly, commented and praised each of them for their technical style, and finally came and went like the wind, saying, "Then I won't bother you yet, or the captain will scold me!" After he finished speaking, he happily ran to the iron gate and ran into the Grand View Pearl Club. He turned around as he walked in the door, with a dimple smile on his face, and he said, "Coach, I'll see you later." The young man's figure disappeared into the club, and the high school students who had just been shocked by Qin Jichu's series of performances were speechless, and it took a long time to slowly ease up.　　The boys muttered and muttered to themselves.　　"Qin Jichu, know us?" 　　"He still wants to know where we are?" 　　"And asked Qin Ao for an autograph?" 　　"It doesn't look like my brain is right......"

第87章 差距 　　冬日冰凉的空气穿过球员们的鼻腔， 化为温热的白雾，混合着热身后周身的热气，蒸腾在球场上方。 　　比赛双方列队， 刺耳哨音响彻云霄。 　　永川恒大先行开球。 　　开场后， 双方摆开阵型。 　　无论赛前多么忐忑不安，但当站到球场上的时候，学生们眼中，只有这座球场而已。 　　男生们神情认真，跑位严谨，努力维持阵型。 　　只是林晚星对学生的观察还没持续多久， 永川恒大就率先进球。 　　该例进球由秦且初策动，直接从边路突破，两脚传球就突入禁区。后卫回撤不及， 永川恒大前锋在禁区内轻轻一推， 足球轻而易举， 滑入宏景八中的球门。 　　裁判哨声响起，林晚星才回过神来， 球进了？ 　　球场上很安静。 　　冬日暖阳和煦，与往常球场上进球后的热烈气氛完全不同。 　　永川恒大的球员们似乎认为这进球稀松平常，没有任何庆祝。 　　只有秦且初站在场边，冲其他人做了个可爱的脱帽行礼动作。 　　少年的笑容在阳光下分外刺眼。 　　场上格外寂静。 　　宏景八中的男生们像被这动作点燃， 每个人都气愤不已。 　　秦敖脸色铁青，攥紧拳头，一言不发回中场重新开球，仿佛要争分夺秒抓紧重新开始， 好好教训对面。 　　只是他们昂扬的气势刚刚鼓足， 就像一拳砸入棉花， 不起任何作用。 　　宏景八中长期以来贯彻的战术，是最基本的防守反击。 　　男生们每次都在挑战不属于他们段位的强敌，他们习惯性的在比赛中被对手压着打。 　　所以在被秦且初刺激后，他们开启的胡乱强行进攻，显得格外破绽百出。 　　起码林晚星是这么认为的。 　　宏景八中的球员们原本的跑位防守没做到位，就开始寻找机会疯狂进攻，导致阵型被完全拉扯。 　　同样在疯狂组织进攻的，还有文成业。 　　不管平时训练时态度如何，可一个人站到球场上，他就不由自主地想获得胜利。 　　文成业在场上非常积极。 　　他迅速跑动，左右拦截，勇猛无比。 　　他甚至还挥手，和祁亮沟通，组织付新书前压进攻。 　　只是宏景八中的进攻，在永川恒大面前就完全不够看了。 　　文成业再度前压。 　　永川恒大球员拿球，在文成业冲上前想要截断时，对手轻而易举地将球传到了边路，秦且初正在接应。 　　热情少年脸上露出笑容，他伸出长腿一挡，足球从他大腿滚落而下。脚腕翻转，秦且初轻松将球传到禁区中路。 　　在那里，无人防守的前锋起脚射门，2-0。 　　一切都发生得太快，就在第一例进球后的3分钟，永川恒大就这么轻易地，再度突破宏景八中的球门。 　　哨音再度响起，学生们才反应过来，他们脸上有那么瞬间的不知所措。 　　门将冯锁有些迟钝，他捡起球，盯着手上的足球看了一会儿，像是不知道为什么进球会如此轻易？ 　　足球能这么简单就滚入他防守的球门？ 　　林晚星看向王法。 　　王法抱臂靠在长椅上，只是注视球场，对眼前一切不为所动。 　　虽然宏景八中的男生们迅速再度走向中场，准备集结再度反击，可那注定是场徒劳。 　　无论做过多少次训练，看到表格上写着的多少次自己明确的长足进步，在面对真正的难关前，所有曾经明确的努力，都只会让人更感到无望。 　　林晚星在学生们目光中看到了茫然，他们不知道怎么继续接下来的比赛。 　　永川恒大这样的球队，和他们之前遇到的强敌具体区别在那里，大概就是永川恒大永远踢得很轻松自由。 　　这种自由指的是比赛时的状态，并不代表他们不严谨。 　　他们的进攻和防守滴水不漏，他们很清楚自己下一刻要去哪，要怎么处理对手的每一轮进攻，或者如何传球倒脚制造进球机会。 　　接下来，进球的哨音不断响起。 　　光上半场，永川恒大就进了7个球，超过他们前两轮的丢球总数。 　　中场哨音响起，学生们每个人都如梦初醒。 　　他们互相看着，抹着额头的汗，往场下走。 　　林晚星赶忙站起来，拿着毛巾和水。可看着学生们的表情，她觉得自己无论说什么，好像都不会起作用。 　　男生们沉默地用毛巾擦头上的汗。 　　他们很长时间没说话。 　　不远处就是永川恒大俱乐部，林晚星不经意一瞥间，看到那边的球员们正高兴地聊天说话。 　　那些自信满满的闲谈声，被球场的风刮来，秦敖用力、重重地锤了下长椅。 　　闻声，文成业淡淡地“嘁”了一声，嘲讽意味十足。 　　秦敖顿时怒向胆边生，他甩开毛巾冲到文成业面前：“你还有脸嘁，也不看看自己踢得很好吗？” 　　“什么样的好？”文成业微仰头，汗水从他鬓角滴入脖颈，“被对面后卫随便把球断了的这种好？” 　　这说的是秦敖被秦且初断球后，永川恒大进的那球。 　　“你有脸说？”秦敖拽起文成业领口，怒道，“你他妈整场乱跑，没看到别人要补你的防守空位？” 　　“就算我防守问题，和你1对1被断球有关系？” 　　“傻逼吧你？” 　　“不用骂人，你就回答问题，有、关、系、吗？”他冷笑了下，“不会因为对面让你签个名，你真把自己当回事，故意放水吧？” 　　文成业一字一句反问，且抓住秦敖的痛处不放。 　　付新书也加入进来：“文成业，你还是要记住先守好，秦敖也会注意的。我们得在防守好的前期下，组织进攻。” 　　“所以怪我？”文成业挑眉。 　　男生们聊得火药味儿十足。 　　林晚星没有打断他们，就默默听着。 　　而王法从头到尾都不动如山，他没有任何要劝架或给学生们做出新战术布置的意思。 　　学生们吵了一整个中场休息时间，等到下半场开始，他们重新上场。 　　林晚星才得意问王法：“欸，宝宝们吵架，你站哪方？” 　　“他们吵得有点多，得具体问题具体分析。” 　　“就，关于文成业的部分。”林晚星想了下，这么说，“文成业很影响防线吗？” 　　“防守确实是环环相扣的，文成业经常不在他理论该出现的位置，其他球员必须补位，我们的后防线就这么被自己人扯烂了。”王法说。 　　“那怎么办？”林晚星又问。 　　“但，什么是理论呢？”王法反问。 　　林晚星愣了下。她觉得王法或许有自己的想法，可她却并不清楚。 　　“再看看吧。”王法说。 　　可接下来的比赛，就像王法说的那样。 　　因为文成业并不想按之前的安排来，总是防守失位，导致后防线被他们自己人扯得稀巴烂。 　　王法看出的问题，永川恒大显然也早已发现。 　　他们在下半场开始，更是改变思路，减少从秦敖处突破，秦且初开始专攻文成业，屡屡从他的位置发起进攻。 　　秦且初热情兴奋，但同样也是嚣张跋扈的。 　　他在带球过人时，脸上总挂着由衷的笑容。 　　文成业虽然总是装着冷漠淡然，但毕竟也是个18岁的少年，经不起这种挑衅。 　　很快，下半场15分钟，又是4个失球。 　　至此，他们已经0-11落后。 　　输多了，学生们火气就上来了。 　　既然文成业乱踢，那其他人也就乱来。甚至当文成业拿球后，秦敖还冲过去抢断自己人的球。他不再信任队友，要自己拿球进攻。 　　在秦敖带领下，其他学生也干脆大举压上永川恒大前场，仿佛此刻不是落后而是大比分落后，而是场面正优。 　　可就算面对头脑发热已经失去理智的队手，永川恒大也并不准备给他们机会。 　　他们用真正滴水不漏的防守，轻松闲适地削减着宏景八中一波又一波的进攻。 　　时间一分一秒过去。 　　恒大的年轻球员们很有教养。 　　他们看到宏景八中没有什么反击的能力了，没有继续凌厉的进攻，而是不断地将球控制在脚下，消磨着时间。 　　一次死球机会，秦敖站在场外掷球，他用手势示意付新书等会儿把这球再给他。 　　秦且初作为防守队员，贴近秦敖，很认真地对他说：“你不能这么踢，你得冷静点。” 　　“你有病吧？”秦敖只是这么回答。 　　秦敖的试图反击，更像是一种无力的发泄。 　　秦且初再度控球，调度策划了一例新的进球。 　　在终场哨音响起的那刻，秦敖愤怒地抬脚，将球重重地踢向天空。 　　足球高高跃起，飞入蓝天，又重重落下。 　　林晚星看着王法，王法也看向她。 　　他脸上没有任何失望神情，依旧淡定自若。 　　比赛结果在预料之中。 　　甚至连输比赛的方式，王法好像也早有提醒，所以林晚星并不感到意外。 　　早就说好了，他们是要来看看半山腰的风景，他们也是好不容易才走到这里。应该积极一些，乐观一些。 　　可暴雨铺天盖地，彻底将他们淋透了。 　　林晚星有些难受，并且，她同样能感受到学生们的无力与烦闷。 　　任何看过，或者踢过这场比赛的人都非常清楚一点。 　　无论进攻还是防守，宏景八中和永川恒大之间的距离，仿若天堑般。 　　这种距离，是无论他们在场上如何拼命奔跑，都弥补不了的。 　　无望感在人的心头燃着一团火，而火外面包裹的，是冰冷的深蓝色海水。 　　海水又咸又重，带来了巨大而沉闷的隆隆声，让人喘不过气来。 　　林晚星能很清楚感受到学生们的这种情绪。 　　秦敖将球踢飞，低着头，快速走向休息区。他从长椅上扯起毛巾盖住头，准备往更衣室走。 　　“秦敖！”就在这时，秦且初在远处大喊了一声。 　　少年清脆的声音在原本安静的球场上响起，更像是什么形状鲜明的嘲讽。 　　秦敖身形一定。 　　文成业低低地“嗤”了一声。 　　秦敖拽着大毛巾，手上青筋迸发。 　　“秦敖秦敖秦敖你别走啊！”秦且初边喊着，边远远飞速跑来。 　　少年身形矫健，精力十足，根本不像是经过激烈的九十分钟赛场对抗的样子。 　　“能跟你换下球衣吗？”秦且初拽着一件永川恒大俱乐部标志性白底红字的球衣，笑容灿烂，目光亮闪闪的。 　　秦敖先是愣了下，而后更不好受了。 　　对面明明比你强很多，给你踢得稀巴烂，却要在最后和你换球衣，这意味着什么呢？ 　　难道不是收集战利品吗？ 　　但伸手不打笑脸人，更何况是赛后交换球衣这种正常环节，秦敖没理由大发雷霆，只能自己憋着。 　　所以他只能头也不回，迈开大步，想装作没听见，继续往更衣室走。 　　可秦且初却火上浇油，一把拍住他的肩：“兄弟，不要不理我嘛！” 　　秦敖立刻转头，用力挣开秦且初的手，吼道：“差不多得了，别恶心人！” 　　秦且初愣在原地，过了会儿，才喃喃地道：“你生气了吗？” 　　周围其他学生也都僵住，很尴尬。 　　林晚星想上前解围，付新书却抢先一步，他声音很干涩：“你们都赢了，就别这样了。” 　　“啊？”秦且初睁大圆滚滚的眼睛，发出一个单音节。 　　“别搞我们心态了，你这么猛，不是羞辱人么？”付新书替秦敖把心里话说了出来。 　　“抱歉，是他的问题。” 　　一道高大身影出现在秦且初身后，这么说道。 　　来人穿着永川恒大足球队队服，剑眉星目，手臂上绑着队长专用袖标。 　　林晚星记得方才比赛时，永川恒大这位11号球员，有例精彩绝伦的任意球，直接破开球门。 　　“方……方……” 　　付新书显得有点紧张，这位球员显然小有名气，付新书并不善于和这样的人打交道。 　　“方苏伦。”永川恒大的11号向付新书伸出手，付新书微躬身，和他握了握。 　　就这样，永川恒大的两位球员孤身陷入在他们宏景八中的球员包围圈中，看起来颇为危险。 　　场间尴尬地沉默了下，虽然明明场上也互相踢了九十分钟，可场下要和永川恒大的球员对话，男生们就不那么自然了。 　　付新书舔了下干涩的嘴唇，说：“我听过你，就，你们真的很强。” 　　“我知道。”方苏伦说。 　　付新书：“……” 　　秦且初适时出来打圆场：“我们队长不太会说话，你别介意啊！” 　　“没什么好介意的，是我们菜。”付新书无奈地说，“你们已经这么猛了，就别搞这些了。”他看着少年手里的红色球衣，这么说道。 　　“啊？换球衣也不行吗？”秦且初搓了搓手臂，很震惊。 　　“不是，你真的在搞我们心态吧。”付新书说着，也有了些火气，“你开场前装着欣赏秦敖要他签名，现在又要换球衣，什么意思？” 　　“就很欣赏你们啊。”秦且初终于显出一些天之骄子应有的傲气来，“你们之前不是正赛都没进过，一个校园足球队踢进小组赛，能和我们分到一起，真的很不错啊。” 　　“所以你为什么要戏弄秦敖呢？” 　　“怎么叫戏弄呢，我就是来和你们教练打个招呼，然后问秦敖要个签名，这也不可以吗？”秦且初继续震惊。 　　付新书像终于理解，他们脑回路不在一个频道上，只能说：“行吧，没事，你开心就好。” 　　他说完也要走，秦且初见状，不依不饶：“那球衣能换吗？” 　　“请麻烦管下你的队员吧。”付新书很受不了，调头对方苏伦说道。 　　“他确实很喜欢你们，更换球衣也是赛后正常请求，我要怎么管？”方苏伦顿了顿，“如果你们不想更换，应该明确拒绝。” 　　“滚滚滚，老子不想跟你个傻逼换球衣！”秦敖一听这话，没好气地对秦且初吼道。 　　秦且初愣住：“你为什么这么生气啊？” 　　“因为他们觉得，像你这样身处强队的球员欣赏他们，想和他们更换球衣，并不是一种友好的表现，而是伤害了他们的自尊心，在羞辱他们。” 　　方苏伦倒是个非常直白的人，但也可能是和秦且初这么思维跳脱的人相处久了，不直白些的确不行。 　　林晚星作为成年人，能接受这句话。 　　但落到血气方刚的学生们的耳朵里，这些话有了别的意味。 　　男生们脸色很黑，却并不能找出反驳的话来。 　　往往这种时候，动手是最好的选择，可偏偏是球场，也不能动手。 　　所以他们僵持了一会儿，文成业直接调头往更衣室走。 　　“啊？好奇怪啊。”秦且初望着对手的背影，不明所以，还是决定尊重他们。 　　他把自己脱下的球衣又重新穿上，嘴上还嘟嘟囔囔地，“你们是被我打生气了吗？也不能怪我啊，我也觉得很奇怪啊，你们今天的打得和之前差很大诶，防守很差，进攻也不行，你们等下要进去复盘吗，需不需要我一起分析下？” 　　林晚星听到这里，很无奈地笑了，永川恒大的球员确实很有意思。尤其是秦且初，很难让人摸清他们究竟在想什么。 　　付新书：“不用。” 　　秦敖：“管好你自己傻逼。” 　　“你好凶啊。”秦且初可怜兮兮的。 　　学生们最后一丝耐心也耗尽，他们再和永川恒大奇怪双人组说上一句话都是傻逼。 　　一群人极其坚决、头也不回地往更衣室走了。 　　林晚星和王法落在最后。 　　方苏伦走到王法面前，和王法打了个招呼。 　　王法双手插袋，点了点头。 　　他们简单聊了两句，秦且初又兴奋地像只猴。方苏伦最后向王法欠身致意，提着秦且初的脖子就要走。 　　林晚星想了下，还是走到秦且初和方苏伦面前，叫住两人：“请等一下。” 　　“有什么事吗？”方苏伦问。 　　秦且初突然兴奋：“姐姐，你是领队老师吗，想要邀请我们去复盘吗？！” 　　“我没这个意思。”林晚星无奈了下，很明确地说，“我是说，没有想邀请你们复盘的意思。” 　　“哦。”秦且初顿时又不兴奋了，“那你来干嘛？” 　　“我只想给他们解释一下，他们不和你们换球衣的原因。”林晚星说。 　　“啊？” 　　“他们不和你们换球衣，并不只是因为输球后的自尊心作祟。”林晚星看向方苏伦，认真地解释道，“而是因为，我们就这么一套球衣。” 　　方队长的脸上，很难得出现了一闪而逝的意外神色。 　　秦且初：“就一套吗？” 　　“对啊，他们平时也不穿球衣训练，就比赛时候穿下，一套够了。”林晚星说。 　　“好吧。”秦且初倒是让这事就这么过去了。 　　“过完这段休赛期，我们就会去永川，那时候再见吧。” 　　林晚星说完，冲秦且初和方苏伦挥挥手。 　　可秦且初突然眼睛放光，嚷嚷道：“哇，老师，你能再说一遍‘那时候再见吧’么？听上去很酷，很有自信！” 　　林晚星停下脚步，不解地看向秦且初。 　　“你在放狠话！”秦且初很确定地说，“那我也可以放狠话吗？” 　　林晚星笑了下：“当然。” 　　秦且初挺直胸膛，露出属于天之骄子的高傲神情来：“可惜啊老师，你们来永川不是小组赛最后一场比赛，不然就可以把球衣换给我了。”
Chapter 87: The Gap The cold winter air passed through the players' nostrils, turning into a warm white mist, mixed with the heat around the body after the warm-up, steaming over the field.　　The two sides of the game lined up, and the shrill whistle sounded in the sky.　　Yongchuan Evergrande kicked off first.　　After the opening, the two sides set up their formations.　　No matter how nervous they were before the game, when they stood on the court, the students only saw this court.　　The boys looked serious, ran rigorously, and worked hard to maintain their formation.　　It's just that Lin Wanxing's observation of the students didn't last long, and Yongchuan Evergrande took the lead in scoring.　　The goal was instigated by Qin Hechu, who broke through directly from the side and burst into the penalty area with two passes. The defender couldn't retreat, and the Yongchuan Evergrande striker gently pushed in the penalty area, and the football was easily slid into the goal of Hongjing No. 8.　　When the referee's whistle blew, Lin Wanxing came back to his senses, The ball went in?　　It was quiet on the pitch.　　The warm winter sun is completely different from the usual atmosphere after scoring a goal on the pitch.　　The players of Yongchuan Evergrande seemed to think that the goal was ordinary and did not have any celebration.　　Only Qin Jichu stood on the sidelines and made a cute hat off salute to the others.　　The boy's smile was glaring in the sunlight.　　It was eerily silent.　　The boys in Hongjing No. 8 seemed to be ignited by this action, and everyone was angry.　　Qin Ao's face was pale, he clenched his fists, and returned to the midfield to restart without saying a word, as if he wanted to race against time to start again and teach the other side a good lesson.　　It's just that their high-spirited momentum has just been puffed up, like a punch smashed into cotton, and it doesn't have any effect.　　The long-term tactics implemented by Hongjing No. 8 Middle School are the most basic defensive counterattacks.　　The boys are always challenging strong opponents who do not belong to their rank, and they are habitually pressed and beaten by their opponents in the game.　　Therefore, after being stimulated by Qin Hechu, the indiscriminate and forcible attack they started was particularly flawed.　　At least that's what Lin Wanxing thinks.　　The players in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School did not do their original running defense properly, and began to look for opportunities to attack wildly, resulting in the formation being completely pulled.　　is also frantically organizing an attack, as well as Wen Chengye.　　No matter what attitude he usually has in training, when he stands on the pitch alone, he can't help but want to win.　　Moon Sungye was very active on the field.　　He runs quickly, intercepts left and right, and is extremely brave.　　He even waved his hand, communicated with Qi Liang, and organized Fu Xinshu to press the attack.　　It's just that the attack of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School is completely inadequate in front of Yongchuan Evergrande.　　Wen Chengye pressed forward again.　　The Yongchuan Evergrande player took the ball, and when Wen Chengye rushed forward to intercept it, the opponent easily passed the ball to the side, and Qin Jichu was responding.　　With a smile on his face, the enthusiastic boy stretched out his long leg to block it, and the football rolled down his thigh. The ankle flipped, and Qin Jichu easily passed the ball to the middle of the penalty area.　　There, the unguarded striker got up and shot at goal, 2-0.　　Everything happened too fast, just 3 minutes after the first goal, Yongchuan Evergrande broke through the goal of Hongjing No. 8 again so easily.　　The whistle sounded again, and the students reacted, their faces momentarily overwhelmed.　　Goalkeeper Feng Suo was a little sluggish, he picked up the ball and stared at the football in his hand for a while, as if he didn't know why it would be so easy to score a goal?　　Can a football roll into his defence so easily?　　Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa leaned on the bench with his arms crossed, just staring at the court, unmoved by everything in front of him.　　Although the boys of Hongjing No. 8 quickly moved to the midfield again, ready to assemble and fight back again, it was doomed to be in vain.　　No matter how many times you have trained, how many times you have seen the clear progress you have made on the table, all the clear efforts you have made before facing the real difficulties will only make people feel more hopeless.　　Lin Wanxing saw a blank look in the eyes of the students, and they didn't know how to continue the next game.　　The specific difference between a team like Yongchuan Evergrande and the strong opponents they encountered before is probably that Yongchuan Evergrande will always play easily and freely.　　This freedom refers to the state of the game and does not mean that they are not rigorous.　　They are clear in attack and defence, and they know exactly where they are going in the next moment, how they are going to deal with each round of the opposition's attack, or how to pass the ball backwards to create chances.　　Then, the whistle for the goal kept blowing.　　In the first half alone, Yongchuan Evergrande scored seven goals, more than the total number of goals they conceded in the previous two rounds.　　The halftime whistle sounded, and everyone in the students woke up from a dream.　　They looked at each other, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and walked down the field.　　Lin Wanxing hurriedly stood up and took a towel and water. But looking at the students' expressions, she felt that no matter what she said, it didn't seem to work.　　The boys silently wiped the sweat from their heads with towels.　　They didn't speak for a long time.　　Not far away is Yongchuan Evergrande Club, Lin Wanxing inadvertently glanced at it and saw that the players over there were chatting happily.　　Those confident chatters were blown by the wind on the court, and Qin Ao hammered down the bench hard and heavily.　　Hearing this, Wen Chengye let out a faint "sigh", full of irony.　　Qin Ao was suddenly angry, he threw off the towel and rushed to Wen Chengye: "You still have a face, don't you look at yourself and play well?" "What kind of good?" Wen Chengye tilted his head slightly, sweat dripping from his sideburns into his neck, "Is it good to be casually broken by the opposing defender?" This is the goal scored by Yongchuan Heng after Qin Ao was first broken by Qin He.　　"Do you have the face to say?Qin Ao grabbed Wen Chengye's collar and said angrily, "You ran around the whole game, and you didn't see others trying to fill your defensive gaps?" "Even if I have a defensive problem, does it have anything to do with your 1-on-1 being cut off?" 　　"Stupid, huh?" 　　"You don't have to scold people, you just answer the questions, yes, yes, yes?" He sneered, "You won't be asked to sign because of the other side, you really take yourself seriously and deliberately release water, right?" Wen Chengye asked rhetorically word by word, and grasped Qin Ao's sore spot.　　Fu Xinshu also joined in: "Wen Chengye, you still have to remember to guard it first, Qin Ao will also pay attention." We have to play well in the early stages and organise the attack. "So blame me?" Wen Chengye raised his eyebrows.　　The boys talked about gunpowder.　　Lin Wanxing didn't interrupt them, just listened silently.　　Wang Fa did not move from beginning to end, and he had no intention of persuading or making new tactical arrangements for the students.　　The students argued for the entire halftime and waited until the second half began, when they were back on the court.　　Lin Wanxing asked Wang Fa proudly: "Hey, the babies are quarrelling, where are you standing?" "They quarrel a little too much, and they have to analyze specific problems on a case-by-case basis." 　　"Just, the part about Wen Chengye." Lin Wanxing thought for a moment and said, "Does Wen Chengye affect the defense line very much?" "The defense is really interlocking, Wen Chengye is often not in the position where he should appear in theory, other players have to fill in the position, and our backline is just torn apart by our own people." Wang Fa said.　　"What then?" Lin Wanxing asked again.　　"But, what is a theory?" Wang Fa asked rhetorically.　　Lin Wanxing was stunned. She felt that Wang Fa might have her own ideas, but she didn't know it.　　"Let's take a look." Wang Fa said.　　But the next game, just like Wang Fa said.　　Because Wen Chengye didn't want to follow the previous arrangement, he always lost his position in defense, causing the back line to be torn apart by their own people.　　The problem that Wang Fa saw was obviously discovered by Yongchuan Evergrande.　　At the beginning of the second half, they changed their thinking and reduced their breakthroughs from Qin Ao, who began to specialize in Wen Chengye and repeatedly attacked from his position.　　Qin Jichu was enthusiastic and excited, but he was also arrogant and domineering.　　He always has a heartfelt smile on his face when he dribbles the ball.　　Although Wen Chengye always pretends to be indifferent, he is also an 18-year-old boy after all, and he can't withstand this kind of provocation.　　Soon, in the 15th minute of the second half, another 4 goals were conceded.　　At this point, they are already 0-11 down.　　If you lose too much, the students' anger will come up.　　Since Wen Chengye kicked randomly, then the others also messed around. Even when Wen Chengye got the ball, Qin Ao rushed over to steal his own ball. He no longer trusts his teammates and wants to attack with the ball himself.　　Under the leadership of Qin Ao, other students also simply pressed on the front court of Yongchuan Evergrande, as if they were not behind but behind by a big score at the moment, but the scene was excellent.　　But even in the face of hot-headed players who have lost their minds, Yongchuan Evergrande is not ready to give them a chance.　　They used a truly watertight defense to cut down wave after wave of offense in the grand view eight with ease and leisure.　　Minutes and seconds passed.　　Evergrande's young players are very educated.　　They saw that Hongjing Bazhong had no ability to counterattack, and instead of continuing to attack aggressively, they continued to control the ball at their feet and kill time.　　A dead ball opportunity, Qin Ao stood outside the court to throw the ball, and he gestured to Fu Xinshu to give him the ball later.　　As a defender, Qin Jichu was close to Qin Ao and said to him very seriously: "You can't kick like this, you have to calm down." "Are you sick?" Qin Ao just replied.　　Qin Ao's attempt to fight back was more like a powerless vent.　　Qin Jichu controlled the ball again and planned a new goal.　　At the moment when the final whistle sounded, Qin Ao raised his foot angrily and kicked the ball into the sky heavily.　　The soccer ball leaps high, flies into the blue sky, and falls again.　　Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa, and Wang Fa also looked at her.　　There was no disappointment on his face, and he remained calm.　　The result was expected.　　Even the way to lose the game, Wang Fa seems to have been reminded a long time ago, so Lin Wanxing is not surprised.　　It had been said a long time ago that they were going to come to see the scenery halfway up the mountain, and they finally came here. It should be positive, optimistic.　　But the torrential rain was overwhelming, and they were completely drenched.　　Lin Wanxing was a little uncomfortable, and she could also feel the powerlessness and boredom of the students.　　Anyone who has watched, or played this game, knows a little bit very well.　　Whether offensive or defensive, the distance between Hongjing No. 8 Middle School and Yongchuan Evergrande is like a moat.　　This distance cannot be compensated for no matter how hard they run on the field.　　A sense of hopelessness burns a fire in the heart, and the fire is wrapped in cold, dark blue water.　　The sea water was salty and heavy, bringing a loud, dull rumble that was breathless.　　Lin Wanxing could clearly feel this emotion of the students.　　Qin Ao kicked the ball away, lowered his head, and quickly walked to the rest area. He pulled a towel from the bench to cover his head and prepared to walk to the locker room.　　"Qin Ao!" At this moment, Qin Jichu shouted in the distance.　　The boy's crisp voice sounded on the otherwise quiet court, more like a well-shaped mockery.　　Qin Ao must be in shape.　　Wen Chengye snorted lowly.　　Qin Ao dragged the big towel, and the green tendons on his hands burst out.　　"Qin Ao, Qin Ao, Qin Ao, don't go!" Qin Jichu shouted as he ran quickly from afar.　　The boy was athletic and energetic, and he didn't look like he had gone through a fierce 90-minute confrontation at all.　　"Can I change the jersey with you?" Qin Jichu dragged a Yongchuan Evergrande Club's iconic jersey with red letters on a white background, with a bright smile and sparkling eyes.　　Qin Ao was stunned at first, and then even more uncomfortable.　　What does it mean that the other side is obviously much better than you and gives you a bad kick, but they have to change jerseys with you at the end?　　Isn't it collecting loot?　　But reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, not to mention the normal link of exchanging jerseys after the game, Qin Ao has no reason to be angry, so he can only hold it back by himself.　　So he couldn't look back, took a big stride, wanted to pretend he didn't hear, and continued to walk to the locker room.　　But Qin Jichu added fuel to the fire and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, don't ignore me!" Qin Ao immediately turned his head, shook off Qin Jichu's hand with all his might, and shouted: "It's almost there, don't be disgusting!" Qin Jichu was stunned in place, and after a while, he muttered, "Are you angry?" The other students around him also froze, embarrassed.　　Lin Wanxing wanted to step forward to relieve the siege, but Fu Xinshu took the lead, and his voice was very dry: "You all won, don't do this." "Huh?" Qin Jichu opened his big round eyes and let out a monosyllable.　　"Don't mess with our mentality, aren't you humiliating people if you're so fierce?" Fu Xinshu said what was in his heart for Qin Ao.　　"I'm sorry, it's his problem." 　　A tall figure appeared behind Qin Hechu and said.　　The person who came was wearing the uniform of the Yongchuan Evergrande football team, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a captain's special armband tied to his arm.　　Lin Wanxing remembered that when the game was just played, Yongchuan Evergrande, the No. 11 player, had a wonderful free kick and broke the goal directly.　　Fang ...... Fang ......" 　　Fu Xinshu looked a little nervous, this player is obviously famous, Fu Xinshu is not good at dealing with such people.　　"Fang Sulun." Yongchuan Evergrande's No. 11 stretched out his hand to Fu Xinshu, and Fu Xinshu bowed slightly and shook hands with him.　　In this way, the two players of Yongchuan Evergrande are alone in the encirclement of the players in their grand eight and look quite dangerous.　　There was an awkward silence on the field, although it was clear that they had played each other for 90 minutes on the field, but when they had to talk to the players of Yongchuan Evergrande off the field, it was not so natural for the boys.　　Fu Xinshu licked his dry lips and said, "I've heard of you, just yet, you are really strong." "I know." Fang Sulun said.　　Fu Xinshu: "......" 　　Qin Jichu came out at the right time to play a round: "Our captain is not very good at talking, don't you mind!" "Nothing to mind, it's our dish." Fu Xinshu said helplessly, "You guys are already so fierce, don't do this." He looked at the red jersey in the boy's hand and said.　　"Huh? Isn't it okay to change your jersey? Qin Jichu rubbed his arms, shocked.　　"No, you're really messing with our mentality." Fu Xinshu said, also a little angry, "You pretended to appreciate Qin Ao before the opening and asked him to sign an autograph, and now you want to change your jersey, what do you mean?" "I appreciate you guys." Qin Jichu finally showed some of the arrogance that a heavenly pride should have, "You haven't entered the main game before, a campus football team has entered the group stage, and it is really good to be able to share it with us." "So why are you teasing Qin Ao?" 　　"How can it be called teasing, I'm just here to say hello to your coach, and then ask Qin Ao for an autograph, isn't this okay?" Qin Jichu continued to be shocked.　　Fu Xinshu seems to finally understand that their brain circuits are not on the same channel, so they can only say: "Okay, it's okay, it's okay, just be happy." After he finished speaking, he was about to leave, but when Qin saw this, he didn't relent: "Can you change the jersey?" "Please take care of your teammates." Fu Xinshu couldn't stand it, so he turned around and said to Su Lun.　　"He really likes you guys, and changing the shirt is a normal request after the game, what should I do?" Fang Sulun paused, "If you don't want to replace, you should explicitly refuse." "Fuck off, I don't want to change jerseys with you idiot!" As soon as Qin Ao heard this, he yelled at Qin Jichu angrily.　　Qin Jichu was stunned: "Why are you so angry?" "Because they feel that a player like you who is on a strong team appreciates them and wants to change shirts with them, it's not a friendly gesture, it's hurting their self-esteem and humiliating them." 　　Fang Sulun is a very straightforward person, but it may also be that he has been with someone like Qin Jichu for a long time, and it is indeed not good not to be straightforward.　　Lin Wanxing, as an adult, can accept this sentence.　　But when it came to the ears of the strong-blooded students, these words took on a different meaning.　　The boys' faces were dark, but they couldn't find a rebuttal.　　Often, at this time, hands-on is the best choice, but it is the court, and you can't do it.　　So they were at a stalemate for a while, and Wen Chengye turned around and walked directly to the locker room.　　"Huh? It's weird. Qin Jichu looked at the opponent's back, and didn't know why, but decided to respect them.　　He put his shirt back on, muttering, "Are you being by me?" You can't blame me, I think it's weird, you guys played a lot worse today than before, the defense is very poor, and the offense is not good, do you want to go in and review later, do you need me to analyze it together? When Lin Wanxing heard this, she smiled helplessly, the players of Yongchuan Evergrande are indeed very interesting. Especially Qin Jichu, it is difficult for people to figure out what they are thinking.　　Fu Xinshu: "No.Qin Ao: "Take care of your own stupidity." "You're so fierce." Qin Jichu was pitiful.　　The last bit of patience of the students was also exhausted, and they were stupid to say the last thing to the strange duo of Yongchuan Evergrande.　　The group walked to the locker room with great determination and without looking back.　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa fell last.　　Fang Sulun walked up to Wang Fa and said hello to Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa put his hands in his pockets and nodded.　　They chatted briefly, and Qin Jichu was excited like a monkey. Fang Sulun finally bowed to Wang Fa, and was about to leave with Qin Jichu's neck in his arms.　　Lin Wanxing thought about it for a while, but walked up to Qin Jichu and Fang Sulun, and stopped the two: "Please wait a minute." "What's the matter?" Fang Sulun asked.　　Qin Jichu was suddenly excited: "Sister, are you the team leader teacher, do you want to invite us to review?!" "I didn't mean that." Lin Wanxing was helpless, and said very clearly, "I mean, I don't mean to invite you to review. "Oh." Qin Jichu was suddenly not excited again, "Then what are you doing here?" "I just want to explain to them why they don't change shirts with you." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Huh?" 　　'They don't change shirts with you, it's not just because of their pride after losing. Lin Wanxing looked at Fang Sulun and explained seriously, "It's because we have such a set of jerseys. Captain Fang's face showed a rare look of surprise that disappeared.　　Qin Jichu: "Is it just one set?" "Yes, they don't usually wear jerseys for training, they just wear them during games, one set is enough." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Okay." Qin Jichu let this matter pass like this.　　"After this offseason, we will go to Yongchuan, and we will see you at that time." 　　After Lin Wanxing finished speaking, she waved at Qin Qichu and Fang Sulun.　　But Qin Jichu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted: "Wow, teacher, can you say 'see you again then'?" Sounds cool and confident! Lin Wanxing stopped and looked at Qin Jichu in confusion.　　"You're talking harshly!" Qin Jichu said with certainty, "Then can I also be ruthless?" Lin Wanxing smiled: "Of course." Qin Jichu straightened his chest, revealing an arrogant expression that belonged to the pride of the sky: "It's a pity, teacher, you didn't come to Yongchuan for the last game of the group stage, otherwise you can change your jersey to me." ”

第88章 失落 　　秦且初很脱线， 林晚星也不知道都什么年代了，她还能用出“脱线”这个形容词。 　　但这也不代表秦且初讲的话都是疯言疯语。相反，少年的话很大程度上， 代表了他内心的真实想法。 　　一方面， 秦且初大概也确实喜欢他们这支草根的校园足球队伍，惊讶于他们能突入小组赛的成绩。 　　谁都喜欢黑马逆袭喜欢黑八奇迹的，竞技体育的魅力很大一部分就在于此。 　　但另一方面呢，他很骄傲，也确实看不起他们。 　　像秦且初这样的年轻人，应该从小就开始足球之路。 　　他天赋异禀， 成绩出众，或许很小就被永川恒大俱乐部重点培养。个人能力强，性格也好， 前途光明， 很可能是未来国脚， 说句天之骄子也不为过。 　　虽然林晚星很清楚，秦且初有资格看不起他们， 但还是对此感到遗憾。 　　林晚星和王法落在后面，一路并肩，走回更衣室。 　　她屡次想开口讲点什么，但看着王法双手插袋， 面容沉静的模样，又什么问题也说不出来。 　　他们走到更衣室门口。 　　屋子里传出的“哐”的一声巨响，打破了他们的沉思。 　　林晚星赶忙想推门，王法快她一步。 　　更衣室里充斥着比赛后的汗臭味， 没有开窗， 屋子里像轰然炸开的火药桶， 篮筐打翻，毛巾落了满地。 　　秦敖怒目圆睁地拽着文成业衣领，看样子刚才那声巨响，就是秦少爷愤怒踢翻脏衣篓后，搞出的动静。 　　往往这种时候，付新书会拦在秦敖面前，但他这次没有这么做。大概因为好脾气如付新书，也很恼火文成业今天在后防线上的所作所为。 　　林晚星也不知道，她就离开那么小会儿，怎么更衣室就变成了炸开的火药桶。 　　虽然，呃，自从文成业来后，秦敖确实每天都想爆炸，但他真正动手的次数却也没有。 　　但这次不同，如果不是她和王法刚好赶到，文成业肯定会结结实实挨揍。 　　面对暴跳如雷的秦敖，文成业本人却依旧淡定。 　　他施施然抬起眉眼，凉薄的目光在她和王法身上逡巡而过后，半仰头，抬起下颚，对秦敖说：“赶紧打啊，怎么不打了？” 　　付新书这才反应过来，喊了声：“别冲动秦敖。” 　　俞明也反应过来：“老大，文狗是个坏坯，你忘了他之前给我们下套了？你打了他他指不定怎么闹呢。” 　　“确实，报警也不是没可能。”祁亮用毛巾擦着头上的汗，冷冷地来了一句。 　　“报警”两个字着实有吓到秦敖。 　　“艹！”秦敖愤恨不已，但也舍不得松开攥住文成业衣领的手，“那怎么办，艹尼玛，丫就故意在场上乱踢，对面的傻逼都看出来了。” 　　“那能怎么办，要不你给他一拳试试？说不定你一拳下去，他突然醒悟，脱离畜生道？”祁亮真诚地建议。 　　秦敖拽住文成业领口的拳头，终于松开。 　　林晚星微微叹了口气，文成业目光恰好缓缓而来。 　　“管好你的狗。”文成业这么对她说。 　　“你呆了这么久应该了解一点啊，我也不是那种会管学生的老师。”林晚星拿起一瓶矿泉水，自顾自拧开喝了口，应答文成业，“如果你惹他，他想揍你，那就揍嘛。你该挨揍，他的后果也要他自己承担。” 　　“呵呵。”文成业显得百无聊赖，他的肤色是和其他学生不同的苍白，显然九十分钟的奔跑已经耗尽他最后一丝体力。 　　一滴汗水凝在鼻尖，他拿起毛巾继续擦头上的汗，不再说话。 　　“就你有意思？场上乱踢有意思是吧？你赶紧滚吧，真不知道你这种废物有什么用？”秦敖火气又噌地上来，怒道。 　　男生们吵架，总是离不开那些反反复复车轱辘的脏话。 　　和上次输比赛后，还压抑着的情况不同，这次的敌人是文成业，他们彼此不需要给对方留任何面子。 　　“那我也不懂，怎么会有人求我来。”文成业说。 　　“现在不需要了，你能滚吗？” 　　“没问题。”文成业站起来，从柜子里拿出书包，头也不回就要走。 　　付新书赶忙拉住人。 　　文成业目光冷冷。 　　此情此景，付新书也似乎不想低头求人。 　　“教练。”球员终于把目光统一，看向一直抱臂站在门口的青年人。 　　足球场上的事情，只有最权威人士发言，才能明断是非曲直。 　　“需要我做点什么？”王法反而这么问道。 　　“我们输了。”付新书说。 　　“是输了。”王法很平静。 　　付新书张了张嘴，无法接下去。 　　“教练的意思是，付新书同学，你不会觉得我们能赢吧？”这种时候，只有祁亮还能用嘲讽的语气说话，“本来也赢不了，你们狂喷文狗，不也没意思么？” 　　秦敖立刻接道：“祁亮你还真是你文哥的一条好狗。” 　　“我好歹是条好狗，领先于你这条疯狗。”祁亮冷笑。 　　俞明：“祁亮你怎么不分好赖了还？” 　　眼见两方交战将要变成多方混战，付新书看起来头疼欲裂：“我真求求你们，别吵了，行不行啊！” 　　他罕见地拔高音量，大声吼道。 　　更衣室霎时寂静，男生们都被吓了一跳，没人敢说话。 　　虽然只有秦敖一个人明确说出要文成业“滚”的话，但其他人也或多或少都认为，文成业的加入影响了他们，而秦敖只是把话讲出来的那个人。 　　但真要文成业滚吗？ 　　谁都知道，目前来说，他是他们唯一的选择。 　　抱着这种没办法的、必须要继续磨合下去的情绪。 　　男生们在漫长的争吵后，也只能重新在教室里坐下。 　　这种情况下，王法成为了那个被寄予希望，要给球员们解决问题的人。 　　林晚星坐在课桌前，和学生们一起。 　　教室里灯光关闭，时间已经很晚，投影幕布上播放着学生们下午和永川恒大的比赛。 　　初冬夜里本来很凉，应该穿好衣服关起窗，可现在，纵使教室窗户和大门洞开，还难掩教室内的烦闷情绪。 　　大家都得多吹吹风，才能冷静下来。 　　比赛视频没有播放声音。 　　空间昏暗，投影幕布上，只能看到拇指大小的人影。 　　草皮是种黄绿色，看台座椅是风吹日晒后的褐红色，皮肤黝黑的男生们疲于奔命，在蓝天下追逐着足球。 　　一次又一次传球失败，一轮又一轮防线被撕裂突进。 　　对方球员意气风发，而学生们的身影却佝偻而疲惫。 　　明明也看不清具体的表情，但两方球员的样子，在球场上形成了鲜明对比。 　　足球是痛苦的。 　　起码此时此刻是这样。 　　教室里每个人都是这么觉得，唯独王法除外。 　　王法对比赛的暂停和分析，与上次没有任何不同，或许和他以往千万次给他的其他小球员们讲解时，也没有任何不同。 　　他会经常暂停下来，让学生们思考接下来要怎么做，如果再来一遍，他们会选择怎样的跑动或传球路线。 　　这种时候，他往往显得非常耐心。 　　可学生们总是急躁的。 　　一旦王法暂停，他们就要开始争论这里为什么犯错，丢球究竟是谁的问题。 　　“你说问题出在哪？”秦敖非常无语，“傻逼都知道有人不好好踢球，你说那个人是谁？” 　　“秦敖。”回到教室，付新书也冷静下来，制止他，“文成业也是刚刚才重新加入我们的，我们才磨合几天，对手又是永川恒大，我们输再正常不过，重要的是在输比赛中找到问题，来改进。” 　　“你是聋了还是怎么？”秦敖也很无语：“我直说了，把他换了，问题就解决了！” 　　秦敖的手指戳着文成业的背影，小文同学恰好也回过头。 　　文成业冷硬的目光盯着秦敖的手指，嘴角反而露出笑容来，说：“好啊。” 　　祁亮也气乐了，直接喷文成业：“你真是秦敖的狗，这么听话？他让你滚你就‘汪’地滚了？” 　　学生们再度吵成一团乱麻，继续开始关于比赛的争吵，他们反反复复、喋喋不休。 　　而当学生们争吵和喋喋不休时，王法就站在那里，暂停下视频，注视着他们，一言不发。 　　投影仪冷色调的光，落在他的脸上。 　　显得柔和而明亮。 　　整个复盘比赛的过程，因学生们的争吵，持续了比预想中更长的时间。 　　林晚星和王法送走他们，回到房间洗完澡出来，时间已经到了凌晨。 　　冬天的空气冰凉澄净，夜空星子格外璀璨明亮。 　　王法拿着一块毛巾，穿着洗完澡后才会穿的宽松睡衣，披了件厚外套，正坐天台饭桌前的位置上，胡乱擦着。 　　电暖炉打开，有橙红色的光。 　　林晚星于是坐到了他的对面。 　　疲惫的一天后，他们坐在安逸的天台上，风有点凉，四周是学生们种的那些蔬菜瓜果。林晚星趴在桌上，一句话也不想说。 　　王法放下手中的毛巾，低头看了她一眼，像往常一样问：“想喝点什么？” 　　比赛前，她也和王法这么坐着喝过两杯热巧克力。 　　那时候王法已经预见了学生们今天的失利，只是林晚星没想过，他们会输得这么惨。 　　她打了个哈欠，坐在桌边，腿晃了晃；“教练啊，你在英国那么久，就没点特殊才艺吗？” 　　“小林老师指什么具体特殊才艺？” 　　“听说英国盛产酒鬼……我的意思是，在泡茶冲热巧克力之外，教练对酒精饮料有没有涉及？”林晚星这么问。 　　王法有些意外：“林老师想喝酒？” 　　“那有没有？”林晚星期待地看着王法。 　　这下轮到林晚星意外了，王法竟真的起身，往他的屋子里走。 　　冰箱开合声传出，林晚星期待地看着他。 　　“duang、duang”两声，罐子落在桌面上，林晚星看了看面前的易拉罐，又抬头看了看王法。 　　“这个？” 　　“你要的酒精饮料。” 　　“菠萝啤哪是什么酒精饮料啊！”林晚星抗议。 　　王法很认真地把瓶子转过来，指着配料表上1.2%的酒精含量跟她说：“怎么不是？” 　　林晚星顿时无语，她忿忿地拿过易拉罐，“刺啦”一声打开，用力喝了一大口。 　　咕噜噜的碳酸气泡，入口确实有那么一点点微乎其微的酒精气息，但大部分还是菠萝果汁味道。 　　“好甜。”她放下菠萝啤，说道。 　　闻言，王法又站起来，回到屋里，拿出一个装了冰块的玻璃杯。 　　大概为了响应她希望展示特殊才艺的要求，王法还去学生们种的菜园里，摘了两片薄荷叶子。 　　他把菠萝啤倒进杯子里，加上搭配的气泡水，最后在最上面的漂浮的冰块上，放了两片薄荷叶子。 　　淡黄色液体配着晶莹的冰块，还有绿色点缀，看上去很像那么回事。 　　刚洗完澡的热气未消，暖炉也热烘烘的。林晚星端起杯子，小心抿了一口，虽然有点凉。甜味刚好。 　　王法的举动近乎是在安抚她，林晚星又喝了一口，说：“教练手艺无敌，可以开店咯！” 　　“过了。”王法说，“没问你要转账。” 　　林晚星这才放心喝了一大口，很淡的酒精和薄荷味充斥着口腔，疲惫和倦意都冲散不少。 　　王法则像往常一样，直接拉开拉环，拿着罐子喝了起来。 　　林晚星也不知道何时开始，她和王法会有像现在这样，他们每天晚上，会习惯喝点什么。 　　王法虽然平时说话会很有趣，但当真正和她面对面坐在一起地夜里，他总显得格外沉静。 　　而她对面这样的王法，则会不知不觉，一个人絮絮叨叨起来。 　　“我还是很有挫败感的。”林晚星举着几乎没有酒精的菠萝啤说，“我一直以来的工作呢，就是教育孩子们，应该重视过程中不断的进步，大家也一直是这么做的，但好像，所有的努力在输球面前，都显得太微不足道了。” 　　虽然酒精含量很低，但林晚星觉得自己有点喝醉了。 　　她曾经问过王法，关于球队稳定性的问题。 　　王法那时的回答犹在耳边：任何涉及到集体的东西，又有共同目标，都不可避免会吵架，那么难不难带只取决于一点，球队成绩。 　　她以前认为自己理解这句话。 　　可真当她的学生们，因为输球而产生剧烈争吵时，她才真正明白。 　　结果永远是最重要的。 　　她絮絮叨叨给王法讲了很多，比如相较于结果，关注过程本身和能力水平提高，在无论教育心理学领域或运动心理学领域里，这都是基本原则。 　　她讲了德韦克最经典的成就目标理论，科温顿的自我价值理论。她像写综述一样，给王法讲了所有关于个人发展的理论。 　　她说这些理论，在将人类心理倾向分类后，都致力于阐述一点：无论做什么事情，只有专注自我、只考虑“”我是不是一天更比一天强的那些人”，才能取得更好的成绩并且收获真正的快乐。 　　那么，成功应该被定义为实现过程目标和超越自我。 　　“我们每天都是这么做的啊，那么多计划和表格，希望学生们专注在训练本身，自己足球能力的提高上，他们每天也都很认真完成了。”林晚星越说越感到无奈和困惑，“可是输球，只要输球，这些好像都变成无用的东西。” 　　从理论到实践的跨度巨大，好像无论她和学生们做了多少努力，这一切都敌不过球场上的一场惨败，挫败感能瞬间击毁很多东西。 　　最后，她半趴在桌上，看着王法：“我之前一直在想，你的痛苦是从哪里来的呢？” 　　青年推动桌上的易拉罐，用已经不那么冰凉的罐子，贴了贴她的脸，算作回答。 　　冰凉的罐体，湿漉漉的水，她脸颊上沾上一些。 　　林晚星趴在桌子上，仰起头，能看到月光下，王法深邃悠长的目光。 　　“我以前不明白，现在好像有点知道了。” 　　她这么说道。
Chapter 88 Lost Qin and Chu were very out of line, Lin Wanxing didn't know what age it was, and she could still use the adjective "off the line".　　But this does not mean that what Qin He said at the beginning was crazy. On the contrary, the words of the teenager are, to a large extent, representative of what he really thinks in his heart.　　On the one hand, Qin Jichu probably did like their grassroots campus football team, and was surprised that they were able to break into the group stage.　　Everyone likes dark horse counterattacks and likes the Black Eight Miracle, and a large part of the charm of competitive sports lies in this.　　But on the other hand, he was very proud and did look down on them.　　A young man like Qin Jichu should start his football career from an early age.　　He is talented and has outstanding results, and may have been cultivated by Yongchuan Evergrande Club at a very young age. Strong personal ability, good character, bright future, is likely to be a future international player, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a proud son of the sky.　　Although Lin Wanxing knew very well that Qin was qualified to look down on them, he still regretted it.　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa lagged behind, side by side, all the way back to the locker room.　　She wanted to say something many times, but looking at Wang Fa's hands in her pockets and her face was calm, she couldn't say anything.　　They walked to the door of the locker room.　　A loud "bang" came from the room, breaking their musings.　　Lin Wanxing hurriedly wanted to push the door, but Wang Fa was one step ahead of her.　　The locker room was filled with the smell of post-game sweat, the windows were not opened, the room was like a powder keg exploding, the baskets were overturned, and towels were falling all over the floor.　　Qin Ao tugged at Wen Chengye's collar with angry eyes, and it seemed that the loud noise just now was the movement made by Young Master Qin after he angrily kicked over the dirty clothes basket.　　Often at such times, Fu Xinshu would stop in front of Qin Ao, but he didn't do it this time. Probably because of his good temper, he was also annoyed by what Wen Chengye did on the back line today.　　Lin Wanxing didn't know that she had been away for so long, and why the locker room had become an exploding powder keg.　　Although, uh, since Wen Chengye came, Qin Ao did want to explode every day, but he didn't really do it the number of times.　　But this time is different, if it weren't for her and Wang Fa just arriving, Wen Chengye would definitely be beaten up.　　Facing Qin Ao, who was thunderous, Wen Chengye himself was still calm.　　He Shi Shiran raised his eyebrows, and after his cold gaze wandered over her and Wang Fa, he half-raised his head, raised his chin, and said to Qin Ao: "Hurry up and fight, why don't you fight?" Only then did Fu Xinshu react and shouted: "Don't be impulsive to Qin Ao." Yu Ming also reacted: "Boss, Wengou is a bad billet, have you forgotten that he set us up before?" If you hit him, he won't know how to make trouble. "Indeed, it is not impossible to call the police." Qi Liang wiped the sweat on his head with a towel and said coldly.　　The word "alarm" really scared Qin Ao.　　"!" Qin Ao was resentful, but he was reluctant to let go of the hand that grabbed Wen Chengye's collar, "Then what should I do, Niema, Ya deliberately kicked around the field, and the fools on the opposite side saw it." "What can I do then, why don't you give him a punch? Maybe if you punch down, he suddenly wakes up and breaks away from the beast path? Qi Liang sincerely suggested.　　Qin Ao grabbed the fist on Wen Chengye's neckline and finally let go.　　Lin Wanxing sighed slightly, and Wen Chengye's gaze happened to come slowly.　　"Take care of your dog." Wen Chengye said to her.　　"You should know a little bit about staying here for so long, and I'm not the kind of teacher who can manage students." Lin Wanxing picked up a bottle of mineral water, took a sip of it, and replied to Wen Chengye, "If you provoke him and he wants to beat you, then beat him." You deserve to be beaten, and he will bear the consequences. "Huh." Wen Chengye looked bored, his complexion was different from that of the other students, and it was obvious that the ninety minutes of running had exhausted the last of his physical strength.　　A drop of sweat condensed on the tip of his nose, and he picked up the towel and continued to wipe the sweat from his head, no longer speaking.　　"Just what you mean? It's fun to kick around on the field, right? Hurry up and get out of here, I really don't know what you're doing with this kind of shit? Qin Ao came up angrily and said angrily.　　When boys quarrel, they are always inseparable from those swear words that are repeated over and over again.　　Unlike the situation that was still suppressed after losing the game last time, the enemy this time is Wen Chengye, and they don't need to save any face for each other.　　"Then I don't understand, how can someone beg me to come." Wen Chengye said.　　"Not anymore, can you get out?" 　　"No problem." Wen Chengye stood up, took out his schoolbag from the cabinet, and was about to leave without looking back.　　Fu Xinshu hurriedly grabbed people.　　Wen Chengye's eyes were cold.　　In this situation, Fu Xinshu doesn't seem to want to bow his head and beg for help.　　"Coach." The players finally looked at the young man who had been standing in the door with his arms crossed.　　On the football field, only the most authoritative person can speak to determine the merits.　　"Need me to do something?" Wang Fa asked instead.　　"We lost." Fu Xinshu said.　　"It's a loss." Wang Fa was calm.　　Fu Xinshu opened his mouth and couldn't take it.　　"What the coach means is, Fu Xinshu, you don't think we can win, do you?" At this time, only Qi Liang could still speak in a mocking tone, "I can't win in the first place, you guys are squirting Wen Dog, isn't it interesting?" Qin Ao immediately continued: "Qi Liang, you are really a good dog of your brother Wen." "I'm a good dog, ahead of your mad dog." Qi Liang sneered.　　Yu Ming: "Qi Liang, why don't you distinguish between good and bad?"Seeing that the battle between the two parties was about to turn into a multi-party scuffle, Fu Xinshu looked like he had a headache: "I really beg you, don't quarrel, okay!" He raised his voice in a rare way and yelled.　　The locker room was silent for a moment, and the boys were startled, and no one dared to speak.　　Although Qin Ao was the only one who clearly said that he wanted Wen Chengye to "get out", others also more or less believed that Wen Chengye's joining affected them, and Qin Ao was just the one who said it.　　But do you really want Wen Chengye to roll?　　Everyone knows that, for now, he is their only option.　　With this kind of emotion, there is no way to do it, and you must continue to run in.　　The boys had no choice but to sit down in the classroom again after a long argument.　　In this case, Wang Fa has become the person who is pinned on the hope to solve the problem for the players.　　Lin Wanxing sat at the desk with the students.　　The lights in the classroom were turned off, it was late, and the projection screen showed the students' afternoon match with Yongchuan Evergrande.　　It was a cold night in early winter, so you should get dressed and close the windows, but now, even if the windows and doors of the classroom are open, it is difficult to hide the boredom in the classroom.　　Everyone has to blow the wind to calm down.　　There is no sound playing on the video of the match.　　The space was dim, and only thumb-sized figures could be seen on the projection screen.　　The turf is yellow-green, the grandstand seats are brownish red in the wind and sun, and the dark-skinned boys are tired of chasing soccer balls under the blue sky.　　Pass after pass failed, and round after round the defense was torn apart and rushed.　　The opposing players are in high spirits, while the students are rickety and tired.　　Obviously, I can't see the specific expressions clearly, but the appearance of the players on both sides is a stark contrast on the court.　　Football is painful.　　At least at this moment.　　This is what everyone in the classroom thinks, except for Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa's pause and analysis of the game was no different from the last time, and perhaps no different from the thousands of times he explained to his other young players in the past.　　He would pause often to ask the students to think about what they were going to do next, and what route they would choose to run or pass if they had to do it all over again.　　At times like this, he tends to be very patient.　　But the students are always impatient.　　Once the king is suspended, they will start arguing about why the mistake was made here and who conceded the goal.　　"What's the problem, you say?" Qin Ao was very speechless, "Fools know that someone doesn't play well, who do you say that person is?" "Qin Ao." Back in the classroom, Fu Xinshu also calmed down and stopped him, "Wen Chengye has just rejoined us, we have only been running in for a few days, and the opponent is Yongchuan Evergrande again, it is normal for us to lose, the important thing is to find problems in the losing game and improve." "Are you deaf or what?" Qin Ao was also speechless: "I said it bluntly, replace him, and the problem will be solved!" Qin Ao's finger poked Wen Chengye's back, and Xiaowen happened to turn his head as well.　　Wen Chengye stared at Qin Ao's fingers with a cold and hard gaze, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying, "Okay." Qi Liang was also angry, and directly sprayed Wenchengye: "You are really Qin Ao's dog, so obedient?" He told you to get out, and you got out? The students were again in a mess and continued to quarrel about the game, and they went back and forth and chattered.　　And while the students were arguing and chattering, Wang Fa stood there, paused the video, watched them, and said nothing.　　The cold light of the projector fell on his face.　　It appears soft and bright.　　The whole process of reviewing the game lasted longer than expected due to the quarrel between the students.　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa sent them away, returned to the room and came out of the shower, and the time was already in the early hours of the morning.　　In winter, the air is cold and clear, and the night sky is exceptionally bright and bright.　　Wang Fa was holding a towel, wearing loose pajamas that he would only wear after taking a bath, and a thick coat, and was sitting in front of the dining table on the rooftop, wiping it indiscriminately.　　The electric heater is turned on and there is an orange-red light.　　Lin Wanxing then sat opposite him.　　After a tiring day, they sat on the cosy rooftop, the wind was a little cool, surrounded by the vegetables and fruits that the students had grown. Lin Wanxing lay on the table and didn't want to say a word.　　Wang Fa put down the towel in his hand, looked down at her, and asked as usual, "What do you want to drink?" Before the competition, she also drank two cups of hot chocolate while sitting with Wang Fa.　　At that time, Wang Fa had already foreseen the students' defeat today, but Lin Wanxing didn't think that they would lose so badly.　　She yawned and sat down at the table, her legs shaking; "Coach, you've been in England for so long, don't you have any special talents?" 　　"What specific special talent does Mr. Kobayashi refer to?" 　　"I've heard that England is rich in alcoholics...... I mean, outside of making tea and hot chocolate, does the coach touch on alcoholic beverages? Lin Wanxing asked.　　Wang Fa was a little surprised: "Teacher Lin wants to drink?" "Is there any?" Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa expectantly.　　This time it was Lin Wanxing's turn to be surprised, Wang Fa really got up and walked to his house.　　The sound of the refrigerator opening and closing came out, and Lin Wanxing looked at him expectantly.　　"duang, duang" twice, the jar fell on the table, Lin Wanxing looked at the can in front of him, and then looked up at Wang Fa.　　"This?" 　　"You want alcohol." 　　"What kind of alcoholic beverage is pineapple beer?" Lin Wanxing protested.　　Wang Fa turned the bottle very seriously, pointed to the 1.2% alcohol content on the ingredient list and said to her, "Why not?" Lin Wanxing was speechless for a moment, she took the can angrily, opened it with a "sting", and drank a big sip vigorously.　　The gurgling carbonated bubbles do have a slight hint of alcohol in the mouth, but most of them still taste like pineapple juice.　　"It's so sweet." She put down her pineapple beer and said.　　Hearing this, Wang Fa stood up again, returned to the house, and took out a glass with ice cubes.　　Presumably in response to her request to show off her special talents, Wang Fa also went to the vegetable garden planted by the students and picked two mint leaves.　　He poured the pineapple beer into the glass, added the sparkling water to it, and finally placed two mint leaves on top of the floating ice.　　The pale yellow liquid with sparkling ice cubes and green accents looks a lot like that.　　The heat of the freshly washed bath has not subsided, and the stove is also hot. Lin Wanxing picked up the cup and took a sip carefully, although it was a little cold. The sweetness is just right.　　Wang Fa's actions were almost to appease her, Lin Wanxing took another sip and said, "The coach's skills are invincible, you can open a store!" "It's over." Wang Fa said, "I didn't ask you to transfer money." Lin Wanxing took a big sip with confidence, and the very light alcohol and mint smell filled her mouth, and her tiredness and tiredness were washed away.　　As usual, Wang Fafa directly pulled open the pull ring and drank it with the jar.　　Lin Wanxing doesn't know when it started, she and Wang Fa will have the same as now, they will get used to drinking something every night.　　Although Wang Fa usually talks very interestingly, when he actually sits face to face with her at night, he always seems extraordinarily quiet.　　And the royal law opposite her will unknowingly start chattering alone.　　"I'm still frustrated." Lin Wanxing held up the pineapple beer, which was almost alcoholic, and said, "My job all the time is to educate children that they should pay attention to continuous progress in the process, and everyone has always done this, but it seems that all the efforts are too insignificant in the face of losing." Although the alcohol content was low, Lin Wanxing felt a little drunk.　　She once asked Wang Fa about the stability of the team.　　Wang Fa's answer at that time was still in my ears: anything that involves the collective, and has a common goal, will inevitably quarrel, so whether it is difficult to bring depends only on one point, the team's performance.　　She used to think she understood the phrase.　　But it was only when her students had a violent quarrel because of the loss that she really understood.　　Results are always the most important thing.　　She babbled a lot about Wang Fa, such as focusing on the process itself and the improvement of ability level compared to the result, which is a basic principle in both the field of educational psychology and sports psychology.　　She talked about Dweck's most classic achievement goal theory, Covington's theory of self-worth. Like writing a review, she told Wang Fa all the theories about personal development.　　She said that these theories, after categorizing the psychological tendencies of human beings, are all aimed at making the point that no matter what you do, you can only achieve better results and reap true happiness if you focus on yourself and only think about "whether I am the one who is getting stronger day by day."　　Success, then, should be defined as achieving process goals and going above and beyond.　　"We do this every day, so many plans and forms, I hope that the students will focus on the training itself, the improvement of their football ability, and they do it every day." The more Lin Wanxing spoke, the more helpless and confused she felt, "But if you lose, as long as you lose, these seem to become useless things." The span from theory to practice was huge, as if no matter how hard she and her students tried, it was no match for a fiasco on the court, and frustration can destroy many things in an instant.　　In the end, she half-lay on the table and looked at Wang Fa: "I have been thinking before, where did your pain come from?" The young man pushed the can on the table and pasted it to her face with the jar, which was not so cold, as an answer.　　The cold jar, the wet water, some of it on her cheeks.　　Lin Wanxing lay on the table, raised her head, and could see Wang Fa's deep and long gaze in the moonlight.　　"I didn't understand it before, but now I seem to know a little." 　　She said.

第89章 休假 　　后来， 林晚星想，如果这是学习的话。 　　那目前踢永川恒大，对学生们来讲就让好比小学生哦不、初一生， 去考高考数学卷子。 　　太困难的考题， 缺乏区分度的试卷，容易让学生们失去信心和学习的乐趣。 　　林晚星也不确定，在这样的情况下，看看强者的世界，是否还有那么多的意义。 　　不过幸好，从现在到下场比赛间， 有两个月的休赛期。 　　没有比赛日程压迫，时间可以解决一些问题。 　　林晚星和王法决定，在对阵永川恒大比赛后， 就给大家放两天假。 　　但学生们根本不想要自由。他们要死要活， 就是不想休假。 　　用大家的话来讲就是 　　“呆家里满脑子都是比赛！” 　　“已经差距这么大， 不努力怎么行！” 　　“一个家好无聊！” 　　总之，就是有理有据。 　　周日一大早， 林晚星又被他们在天台菜园的劳作声吵醒。 　　男生们干活很麻利。 　　小米粥配咸鸭蛋，鸡蛋饼配榨菜丝，还有豆浆牛肉馅饼。 　　林晚星看着那一桌早餐，只能闷头吃饭。 　　学生们虽然嘴上嚷嚷得热闹， 但心里显然也没从昨天失利阴影中走出来，吃得很沉闷。 　　王法推门出来时，被这种干饭气势震慑住。 　　他在炉子上盛了碗粥，坐到她身边的空位。 　　吃了两口， 王法才意识到什么：“今天不是放假吗？” 　　“对啊。”林晚星也困， 昨天和王法闲聊到很晚， 又喝了酒，没睡醒。 　　王法打了个哈欠，忽然有点可怜地说：“还以为资本家一月两天休息都不给。” 　　林晚星听到这话，眼睛亮了，冲学生们拍拍桌：“听到没有，教练想放假，你们自己不想放假不能不让我们休息！” 　　“可是！” 　　“可是什么可是！” 　　“休不休息不该由我们自己投票决定吗？” 　　“对啊，老师教练你们想休息可以休息！” 　　“但不能强行决定我们休息不休息！” 　　学生们一人一句，绕口令似地，让林晚星头大。 　　冬日暖阳从顶棚照下，菜园里一半耐寒植物，还在孜孜不倦生长。 　　她想了想，只能请他们自便。 　　林晚星原本的休息日计划非常简单：早上洗被套、晒毯子打扫房间。下午看书午觉。晚饭前问王法有没有安排，是否要一起觅食。 　　阿宅的人生就是这么朴实无华。 　　洗衣机放在屋檐下共用。 　　林晚星把要换洗的四件套扔进洗衣机，王法很自觉地拎着自己换下的床单被套，一起拿来。 　　男生们则在外面逼逼赖赖，这个宝贵的休息天到底要干嘛？ 　　他们先列了一堆计划，什么狼人杀、三国杀这类卡牌游戏，或者一起看电影，林鹿则提议大家一起五排上分。 　　最后一项被立刻否决。 　　“我们上次五排不是被对面当猪杀！”俞明说。 　　“有没有可能你们本来就是猪？”祁亮笑。 　　男生们在一旁吵吵，最后聊着聊着，他们终究还是气不过昨天惨败，抱着足球下楼。 　　天台陡然一空，空气里只有洗衣机滚筒孜孜不倦的工作声。 　　林晚星收拾完房间出来，只见王法一个人躺在天台木沙发上。他的鸭舌帽反扣在脸上，纯纯地晒太阳。 　　洗衣机恰好停下，空气里是洗衣粉和阳光的香味。 　　王法站起来去拿洗干净的床品，林晚星去支竹竿。 　　小脸盆装不完洗好的被单被套，王法分了好几次端过来。 　　他侧脸上有木沙发压出来的红痕，整个人看起来懒洋洋的。 　　林晚星把被单拉过竹竿，忍不住问：“教练心心念念的休假，没有别的安排吗？” 　　阳光透过蓝色格纹床单，他睫毛很长，眼瞳颜色显得格外浅了。 　　王法很无辜：“我在等小林老师安排，是表现得不够明显吗？” 　　风吹起床单，林晚星被糊了一脸。 　　她手忙脚乱挥开床单，“咳咳”两声：“让我想想啊。” 　　王法从塑料盆里捞起最后一条床单，隔着竹竿抛过来。 　　床单上是一黑一白两只小猫，林晚星捏住布料边边，把它抖抖平。 　　蓝天下，小猫皱巴巴的身子被展平，空气里是洗衣粉的清香。 　　王法也学着她的样子。 　　抖抖。 　　商业街，橱窗。 　　落地玻璃窗里的小猫抖了抖身子。 　　那是只胖乎乎的奶牛猫，两只爪子前撑，背压得低低的，用力伸了个懒腰。 　　王法白皙的指尖敲了敲橱窗，小猫用屁股背对他。 　　视线飘来。 　　林晚星：“那我也不知道今天猫咖休息啊！” 　　是的，晾完被单，晒着棉胎。 　　林晚星为完成“员工”的心愿，成为一个不那么“无良”的资本家，安排了一次猫咖之旅。 　　可是等他们真散步到这里，门口一块“休息中”的牌子，直接打乱了林晚星的计划。 　　她打开大众点评，才发现猫咖的营业时间是下午13：00开始。 　　而现在…… 　　他们明明忙碌一个早上，时间才10：00多。 　　宏景是座古城。古城冬日人烟稀少，周日大家都睡懒觉，也不爱出门。也可能这条街可能比较偏，所以没什么人来。 　　幸好猫咖旁的奶茶店还开着，林晚星点了两杯奶茶，算作给员工发的福利。 　　林晚星和王法靠在街边的石凳上。 　　店里，一只胖乎乎的金渐层躺下，翻开肚皮打滚，像是在很嚣张地挑衅他们进不来。 　　林晚星在手里呵了口气，看着小路对面的猫咖，愤愤：“下次来亲哭你！” 　　“什么？”王法转头看她。 　　林晚星：“我说小亮！” 　　她指着对面橱窗里的猫咪说。 　　“叫小亮吗？”王法有一搭没一搭和她聊天。 　　“对啊，金渐层一般都傻，但小亮就贱兮兮的。”林晚星凑到王法耳边悄声道，“是不是名字里有‘亮’的都这样？” 　　“很有可能。”王法顿了顿，“那只奶牛叫什么？” 　　“叫警长，虽然名字很俗，但它其实很聪明。那只大脸黑猫叫万万，万万经常乱尿尿。” 　　林晚星如数家珍，给王法一一介绍玻璃窗背后的喵子。 　　对面奶茶好了，王法双手插袋站起，提了两杯回来。 　　奶茶到手热乎乎的，手指捧着也逐渐热起来。林晚星把吸管插进去，喝了一口，烫得哈了两口气。 　　“你在国外的时候，有养宠物吗？” 　　王法想了想：“没有。” 　　“为什么？” 　　“因为没有时间照顾。” 　　“这样啊……” 　　“小林老师这么熟，经常来消费吗？”王法也喝了两口奶茶，这么问。 　　“嗯，有段时间心情不好，经常来撸猫。”林晚星说。 　　“为什么会心情不好？”王法问。 　　这个问题很寻常。 　　林晚星和他并肩坐在光秃秃的梧桐树下，阳光是温柔的，风也没那么凉。但她仍能感觉到自己的心跳加速，这是因为回忆本身而产生的不由自主的生理反应。 　　手指僵硬，林晚星缓和了下，才说：“王法，你看我和你的差别是，你不管怎样，都对我很坦诚。”林晚星看他，“但我做不到，我不想说。” 　　沉默持续了一段时间，青年用很平和的目光看着她。 　　他头发因为最近没怎么剪而显得略长，发丝在阳光下显得很柔软。 　　“没关系。”王法喝了口奶茶，宽慰，“起码这句话很诚实。” 　　喝完奶茶，猫咖当然还没开门。 　　学生们的电话倒是已经打过来了。 　　男生们先追问他们在哪里，然后又说他们决定要去游泳，问他们是否要一起？ 　　林晚星本想拒绝，但忽然想到什么。 　　“你们去哪里游泳啊，五川路体育馆吗？”她问。 　　“对啊，不然我们还能去哪里！”秦敖在电话那头说，“我们的游泳券，有一阵没用了。老师你说休假，但我们也不能纯休息吧，游泳不错吧！” 　　林晚星点了点头：“是不错。” 　　秦敖还在那头催，问是他们否要一起。 　　林晚星：“你们10个吗，喊文成业了吗？” 　　“喊条狗干嘛？”秦敖没好气地说，“而且我们这是休息玩，又不是集体活动~” 　　林晚星捂住话筒问王法：“好像文成业还没去过健身房？” 　　王法：“是没去过。” 　　“我记得文成业没办健身卡欸，正好喊上他办卡啊。”林晚星给秦敖找了个台阶。 　　电话那头，少年很明显气滞。估计是在搜肠刮肚，想找理由拒绝。 　　秦敖：“文成业这逼老想害人，你说他会不会把我们在泳池里淹死！” 　　林晚星：“那你要小心。” 　　其他学生们也在吵吵嚷嚷，大部分人都抵触文成业。可也觉得，不喊他会显得他们在排挤人。 　　过了会儿，秦敖说：“那我问问老付愿意不愿意吧！反正你不能强迫我们！” 　　说完，他挂断电话。
Chapter 89: Vacation Later, Lin Wanxing thought that if this was studying.　　At present, kicking Yongchuan Evergrande will be like a primary school student oh no, junior high school, to take the college entrance examination math paper.　　Too difficult exam questions and undifferentiated test papers can easily make students lose confidence and the joy of learning.　　Lin Wanxing is also not sure, in such a situation, looking at the world of the strong, whether there is still so much meaning.　　Thankfully, there is a two-month offseason between now and the next game.　　There is no race schedule pressing, and time can solve some problems.　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa decided to give everyone two days off after the match against Yongchuan Evergrande.　　But students don't want freedom at all. They're going to live or die, they just don't want to take a vacation.　　In the words of everyone, "Stay at home and have a game in your head!" 　　"It's already such a big gap, how can you do it without working hard!" 　　"It's boring to be at home!" 　　In short, it is justified.　　Early on Sunday morning, Lin Wanxing was woken up again by the sound of their work in the rooftop vegetable garden.　　The boys are very good at their work.　　Millet porridge with salted duck eggs, egg cake with shredded mustard, and beef patties with soy milk.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the breakfast table, and could only eat with her head bored.　　Although the students were shouting loudly, their hearts obviously did not come out of the shadow of yesterday's defeat, and they ate very dullly.　　When Wang Fa pushed the door out, he was shocked by the momentum of this dry rice.　　He served a bowl of porridge on the stove and sat down in the empty seat beside her.　　After eating two bites, Wang Fa realized something: "Isn't it a holiday today?" "That's right." Lin Wanxing was also sleepy, chatting with Wang Fa until late yesterday, drank again, and didn't wake up.　　Wang Fa yawned, and suddenly said with a little pity: "I thought that the capitalists would not give them two days off a month." When Lin Wanxing heard this, her eyes lit up, and she patted the table at the students: "Did you hear it, the coach wants to take a holiday, and you don't want to have a holiday, so you can't let us rest!" "But!" 　　"But what is it?" 　　"Shouldn't it be up to us to vote on whether to rest or not?" 　　"That's right, teacher, coach, you can rest if you want to!" 　　"But you can't force a decision whether we take a break or not!" 　　The students said one sentence after another, like tongue twisters, which made Lin Wanxing's head big.　　The warm winter sun shines through the ceiling, and half of the hardy plants in the vegetable garden are still growing tirelessly.　　She thought about it, and could only ask them to take care of themselves.　　Lin Wanxing's original plan for a rest day was very simple: wash quilt covers, dry blankets and clean the room in the morning. Afternoon reading and napping. Before dinner, I asked Wang Fa if he had any arrangements and if he wanted to forage for food together.　　The life of a house is so unpretentious.　　The washing machine is shared under the eaves.　　Lin Wanxing threw the four-piece set to be changed into the washing machine, and Wang Fa consciously carried the sheets and quilt covers he had changed and brought them together.　　The boys are outside to force Lai, what are you going to do with this precious rest day?　　They first made a bunch of plans, such as Werewolf Kill, Three Kingdoms Kill, or watching movies together, and Lin Lu proposed that everyone score in five rows together.　　The last item was immediately rejected.　　"We weren't killed as pigs by the other side of the five rows last time!" Yu Ming said.　　"Is it possible that you were pigs in the first place?" Qi Liang smiled.　　The boys were arguing on the sidelines, and finally chatting, after all, they were still angry about yesterday's fiasco, and went downstairs with a football in their arms.　　The rooftop suddenly emptied, and the only sound in the air was the tireless work of the washing machine drum.　　Lin Wanxing came out of the room after cleaning up, only to see Wang Fa lying alone on the wooden sofa on the rooftop. His cap was buttoned back into his face, basking in the pure sun.　　The washing machine stopped just in time, and the air was filled with the scent of laundry detergent and sunlight.　　Wang Fa stood up to get the clean bedding, and Lin Wanxing went to set up a bamboo pole.　　The small basin couldn't finish the washed sheets and quilt covers, so Wang Fa divided it several times and brought it over.　　There were red marks on the side of his face pressed by the wooden sofa, and the whole person looked lazy.　　Lin Wanxing pulled the sheet over the bamboo pole and couldn't help asking: "Is there no other arrangement for the coach's longing vacation?" The sun shines through the blue checked sheets, his eyelashes are long, and the color of his pupils is unusually light.　　Wang Fa was very innocent: "I'm waiting for Teacher Xiaolin's arrangement, is it not obvious enough?" The wind blew up the sheets, and Lin Wanxing was confused.　　She hurriedly waved away the sheets and said "cough" twice: "Let me think about it." Wang Fa scooped up the last sheet from the plastic basin and threw it through the bamboo pole.　　On the sheets were two kittens, one black and one white, and Lin Wanxing pinched the edge of the fabric and shook it flat.　　Under the blue sky, the kitten's crumpled body was flattened, and the air was filled with the fragrance of laundry detergent.　　Wang Fa also followed her example.　　Shake.　　Commercial street, shop window.　　The kitten in the floor-to-ceiling glass window shook its body.　　It was a chubby cow cat, with its paws propped forward, its back pressed low, and stretching hard.　　Wang Fa's white fingertips tapped on the window, and the kitten turned his back to him with his ass.　　The gaze drifted.　　Lin Wanxing: "Then I don't know if the cat café is resting today!" Yes, after drying the sheets, drying the cotton tires.　　In order to fulfill the wish of the "employee" and become a less "unscrupulous" capitalist, Lin Wanxing arranged a cat café trip.　　But when they really walked here, a sign at the door that said "Resting" directly disrupted Lin Wanxing's plan.　　She opened Dianping and found that the business hours of the cat café started at 13:00 in the afternoon.　　And now...... 　　They were obviously busy in the morning, and the time was only just over 10:00.　　Hongjing is an ancient city. The ancient city is sparsely populated in winter, and everyone sleeps lazily on Sundays and does not like to go out. Or maybe this street might be out of the way, so not many people come.　　Fortunately, the milk tea shop next to the cat café is still open, and Lin Wanxing ordered two cups of milk tea, which is counted as a benefit for employees.　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa leaned against the stone bench on the side of the street.　　In the shop, a chubby golden gradient lay down, rolled on its belly, as if it was arrogantly provoking them not to enter.　　Lin Wanxing sighed in her hand, looked at the cat café on the other side of the path, and was indignant: "Next time, I'll kiss you!" "What?" Wang Fa turned his head to look at her.　　Lin Wanxing: "I said Xiaoliang! She pointed to the cat in the opposite window.　　"Is it called Xiaoliang?" Wang Fa has a ride or a ride to chat with her.　　"That's right, Jin Gradation is generally stupid, but Xiao Liang is cheap." Lin Wanxing leaned into Wang Fa's ear and whispered, "Is it like this for those who have 'bright' in their names?" "Quite possibly." Wang Fa paused, "What's that cow's name?" "It's called Sheriff, and although the name is vulgar, it's actually very smart. The big-faced black cat is called Wan Wan, and Wan Wan often pees indiscriminately. Lin Wanxing was like a treasure, and introduced the meows behind the glass windows to Wang Fa one by one.　　The milk tea on the opposite side was ready, Wang Fa stood up with his hands in his pockets and came back with two cups.　　The milk tea is hot in the hand, and the fingers are gradually warming. Lin Wanxing inserted the straw in, took a sip, and took two breaths.　　"Did you have any pets when you were abroad?" 　　Wang Fa thought for a while: "No." "Why?" 　　"Because there's no time to take care of it." 　　"That's ......" 　　"Mr. Kobayashi is so familiar, do you often come to consume?" Wang Fa also drank two sips of milk tea and asked.　　"Well, I was in a bad mood for a while, and I often came to pet the cat." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Why are you in a bad mood?" Wang Fa asked.　　This question is commonplace.　　Lin Wanxing sat side by side with him under the bare plane tree, the sun was gentle, and the wind was not so cool. But she can still feel her heart pounding, which is due to the involuntary physiological response of the memory itself.　　His fingers stiffened, Lin Wanxing softened down, and then said, "Wang Fa, you see the difference between me and you is that you are honest with me no matter what. Lin Wanxing looked at him, "But I can't do it, I don't want to say it." The silence lasted for some time, and the young man looked at her with a very calm gaze.　　His hair was slightly longer because he hadn't cut it lately, and the strands looked soft in the sun.　　"It's okay." Wang Fa took a sip of milk tea and was relieved, "At least this sentence is very honest." After drinking the milk tea, of course, the cat café has not yet opened.　　The students' calls have already arrived.　　The boys first asked where they were, then they said they decided they wanted to go swimming, and asked if they wanted to go together.　　Lin Wanxing wanted to refuse, but suddenly thought of something.　　"Where are you going to swim, Wuchuan Road Gymnasium?" She asked.　　"yes, where else would we go!" Qin Ao said on the other end of the phone, "Our swimming tickets have been useless for a while. Teacher, you say that you are on vacation, but we can't just rest, let's swim well! Lin Wanxing nodded: "Yes, yes." Qin Ao was still urging over there, asking if they wanted to be together.　　Lin Wanxing: "Are there 10 of you, have you called Wen Chengye?" "Why are you yelling at a dog?" Qin Ao said angrily, "And we are resting and playing, not a group activity~" Lin Wanxing covered the microphone and asked Wang Fa: "It seems that Wen Chengye hasn't been to the gym yet?" Wang Fa: "I haven't been there." "I remember that Wen Chengye didn't get a fitness card, so I just called him to get a card." Lin Wanxing found a step for Qin Ao.　　On the other end of the phone, the teenager was obviously sluggish. It is estimated that he is searching his stomach and trying to find a reason to refuse.　　Qin Ao: "Wen Chengye wants to harm people, do you think he will drown us in the pool!" Lin Wanxing: "Then you have to be careful." The other students were also clamoring, and most of them were resistant to Wen Chengye. But I also feel that if I don't shout him, it will seem that they are crowding out people.　　After a while, Qin Ao said, "Then I'll ask Lao Fu if he is willing!" You can't force us anyway! With that, he hung up.

第90章 奔跑 　　林晚星和王法， 在“走走”这件事上，有一定程度共识。 　　他们从猫咖往武川路体育馆，沿老街一路散步过去。 　　王法走至一处， 买了杯奶茶， 放到了一户人家门口。 　　他按了下门铃，并不等人出来，就离开了。 　　林晚星觉得奇怪，譬如她喂野猫时，也会撸下猫，投喂一杯奶茶算怎么回事？ 　　王法没怎么解释， 只说：“我们家的亲戚关系比较冷淡。” 　　武川路体育场有室内温水游泳馆，不过林晚星约学生们见面的地方，是二楼健身房。 　　她和王法到的时候， 文成业一个人坐在门口凳子上， 他背靠着边角生锈的铁柜， 其他学生们则在窗边，离他远远的。 　　昨天刚吵过架， 现在大家能出现在同一空间，还没大打出手，双方已算保持克制。 　　林晚星为缓和气氛，笑道：“怎么都来了， 不是去游泳吗？” 　　祁亮依旧是“邪恶中立”方，他站在文成业和其他人中间，说：“我也不知道啊，可能闲的没事吧？” 　　“什么叫‘他们’， 你不也来了？”秦敖在不远处嚷嚷。 　　“我不一样， 我是来缓和团队气氛， 让文成业同学感受‘团队温暖的’。” 　　林晚星和王法对视一眼，她很明显从王法眼神里感觉到他在说‘叫小亮的确实都贱兮兮的’。 　　小亮同学不仅恶心了团队，还恶心了团队的敌人文成业。 　　不过一些话说出来，反而也就好些了。 　　小孙教练正好从健身房里推门出来。 　　他今天穿得稍微多了点，是件亮紫色长袖紧身衣，小胡子修得很精致。 　　“王哥、林姐，你们终于来啦！我刚让大家都进来，也不进。”他边说，边走到文成业跟前问，“林姐，这就是你说的新同学？” 　　“是呀。” 　　林晚星提前给小孙教练打过招呼，本想文成业价格和其他学生们一样就行。可小孙教练说，之前健身房总空着，学生们来了以后，锻炼的人多了，现在有了人气，生意也好了起来。所以他请示老板，决定热情地给予新办卡成员九五折折扣。 　　“小伙子看着挺精神啊，你这鞋AJ的，真的假的啊。”小孙教练看着文成业的鞋子，兴奋问道。 　　文成业臭着一张脸，不说话。 　　现在已经是学生们在健身房锻炼的第二个月了，他们在健身房熟门熟路，新人只有文成业一个。 　　小孙教练见惯各色人等，文成业这样他也不生气，而是热情开路，带他参观健身房。 　　而其他学生们，明明说好了要去游泳，但也不知不觉，就跟着一起走了进来，陪同参观。 　　武川路体育馆这个健身房…… 　　从各种意义来说，都比较老旧。 　　屋子里开着空调，气味里混杂着地垫和很淡的汗味，文成业眉头直皱。 　　小孙教练带他转了一圈，说：“那脱衣服吧，鞋也得脱了。” 　　文成业终于没绷住表情，凤眼睁大，震惊地看向小孙教练。 　　“干哈呢，大家都哥们，怕啥？你要想去更衣室脱，也行。”小孙教练说着，指向旁边的小隔间。 　　文成业还是很戒备，一动不动，林晚星解释道：“我们小孙教练很专业的，会给每一位新会员登记建档，记录你们训练前后的身材啊体脂啊各方面的变化。主要是有了前后对比，你也能更直观感受训练健身带来的进步。” 　　“就是这么个理。”小孙猛点头，继续道，“我们会所每月还有评选优秀会员，奖励蛋白粉和照片上墙，供人瞻仰！”小孙边说，边大手一挥指向一侧墙上的照片。 　　“10月优秀会员”，赫然是脱了上半身衣服，举起双臂、露出肌肉，正在凹大力士造型的秦敖同学。 　　文成业收回视线，嫌弃地说：“我不用。” 　　“什么你不用，你也要能评上优秀再说用不用吧。”秦敖冷笑道。 　　“你们先练着，我带新同学去拍照。”小孙说着要把文成业往更衣室领，可文成业还是站着不动，很不情愿的样子。 　　“你不会是不敢吧？”秦敖把文成业从头扫到脚，最后嘴角露出笑容来。 　　“傻逼。”文成业终于忍不住爆粗口。 　　“老大，文狗看上去确实很像白斩鸡。”俞明帮腔道。 　　“肯定要暴露他没肌肉的事实了。”林鹿也说。 　　最后，还是祁亮同学一锤定音“害羞了。” 　　无论文成业表面上多高冷阴鹜，他骨子里都还是个争强好胜的年轻人。 　　不然也不会在球场上各种跑位寻找机会，虽然这种“寻找”在其他队员们看来就是添乱。 　　所以，被其他队员一激，文成业最后还是跟小孙去了更衣室。 　　拍照，称体重，测数据，一整套流程搞下来，文成业看上去晕头转向的。 　　等他出来，其他男生们在门口围了一整圈。 　　其实文成业不属于特别瘦弱的类型，但和周围已经训练将近两月的男生相比，他的肌肉和形体方面，还是有明显差距。 　　因此被几位肌肉壮汉团团围住时，脱了上衣的文成业，竟显出一丝瘦弱气质来。 　　“文狗这一年你是真落下了啊。”郑飞扬同学点评。 　　“多练练吧。”陈江河说。 　　“确实是白斩鸡。”令人意想不到的是，这句话来自付新书。 　　文成业冷哼一声，不由自主看向眼前镜子。 　　其他人肌肉线条明显，皮肤黝黑，他们目光发亮，体格和精气神都远胜于他。和他们相比，他被喊白斩鸡确实不冤。 　　“等一个月以后看看，会变成什么样呢？”林晚星站到文成业身旁，看着镜子里的少年，她这么说道。 　　文成业刚来，要安排训练项目，也是学生们好几十天前练的那些。 　　王法根据他的情况做了些许调整，然后，他交给小孙一个艰巨的任务带领文成业熟悉器材用法，教会他正确的力量训练方式。 　　眼前的健身教练穿着亮色紧身服，梳着精致小胡子，一改方才的殷切态度，严肃起来。 　　“文同学你可别不乐意啊。”小孙教练说，“按我以前在大城市的价格，你这一节私教课都得收500。” 　　刚才带着文成业那么一番折腾，小孙教练也对他有所了解，他知道这个穿AJ的小伙子可难伺候。 　　文成业默不作声。 　　“今天要熟悉的项目，你们教练都给你列好了，你先热身，然后我带你看看器材，再熟悉几个基础项目。”小孙很认真拿了个小板子，对文成业一一述说。 　　“我先给你示范下正确热身动作。” 　　小孙说着，把文成业带到跑步机边：“速度我先给你调好，你先记住，下次可得你自己调了啊。”小孙一边絮絮叨叨，一边又很认真负责地给文成业讲解各个按钮怎么用。 　　其他学生们闹了一阵，林晚星以为他们会去楼下游泳。 　　可一转眼的功夫，他们活动了下手腕脚腕，各自开启了跑步机，也开始常规训练。 　　文成业和小孙教练在一边，剩下的人在另一边。 　　林晚星拧了瓶矿泉水，走到陈江河身旁。 　　“不是说去游泳吗？” 　　陈江河直视前方，看她一眼：“不知道，今天本来有健身房训练，顺便做了吧。” 　　“感觉休息就不得劲！”冯锁说。 　　“等会运动完，再游泳正好，做肌肉放松和恢复。” 　　附近的其他学生也纷纷点头。 　　他们各有理由，好像是来都来了，总得运动打卡一下。 　　一时间，健身房里非常安静，只有器械滚动的声音 　　学生们在跑步机上慢跑的剪影，倒映在落地玻璃上。 　　林晚星一时间也不知道怎么说。 　　“劳逸结合是很重要的。”她还是这么说，“怪我，突然想到要喊文成业来健身房。” 　　“和你有什么关系？我们就觉得闲下来，满脑子都是比赛的事儿。”秦敖看了眼文成业，后者正在听小孙教练讲跑步机倾斜角度设置。 　　“过完年就要踢禹州银象了，如果我们现在不努力，那到时候踢不过他们怎么办？”俞明说。 　　“对啊，如果我们赢了禹州银象，就有6分了，还能争取出线机会。”林鹿做了个冲的动作。 　　在跑步机上，学生们就很自然地给她算起分来。 　　“是这样的，我们第一轮有3分，还挺重要的，而且我们也赢过禹州银象，下一轮机会很大。”林晚星也只能鼓励他们。 　　“所以啊老师，我们想小组赛出线。”付新书最后说，“不想浪费时间了。” 　　学生们没有那么快从失利阴影中走出来，就算放假，也不得劲。 　　他们有想要的东西和想达到的目标。 　　虽然以前也没觉得那很重要，可不知道为什么，就是脑子里一直想着，闲不下来。 　　因为害怕一停下来，就要面对失败的阴影。 　　所以只能不断地，向前奔跑。
Chapter 90 Running Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa have a certain degree of consensus on the matter of "walking".　　They walked from the cat café to the Wuchuan Road Gymnasium and along the old street.　　Wang Fa walked to a place, bought a cup of milk tea, and put it at the door of a family's house.　　He rang the doorbell and, without waiting for anyone to come out, left.　　Lin Wanxing felt strange, for example, when she fed the wild cat, she would also take off the cat and feed a cup of milk tea.　　Wang Fa didn't explain much, but said: "Our family's relatives are relatively cold. There is an indoor heated swimming pool at the Wuchuan Road Stadium, but the place where Lin Wanxing asked the students to meet is the gym on the second floor.　　When she and Wang Fa arrived, Wen Chengye was sitting alone on a stool at the door, his back against the rusty iron cabinet in the corner, and the other students were by the window, far away from him.　　There was a fight yesterday, and now everyone can appear in the same space, and there is no big fight, and the two sides have maintained restraint.　　Lin Wanxing smiled in order to ease the atmosphere: "Why are you here, aren't you going to swim?" Qi Liang was still the "evil neutral" party, he stood between Wen Chengye and the others, and said, "I don't know, maybe it's okay to be idle, right?" "What do you mean by 'them', aren't you here too?" Qin Ao shouted not far away.　　"I'm different, I'm here to ease the team atmosphere and let Wen Chengye feel the 'warmth of the team'." 　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa glanced at each other, and she obviously sensed from Wang Fa's eyes that he was saying, 'Those who call Xiaoliang are indeed cheap'.　　Xiao Liang not only disgusted the team, but also disgusted the team's enemy, Wen Chengye.　　But when some words come out, it's better.　　Coach Xiao Sun just pushed the door out of the gym.　　He was dressed a little more today, a bright purple long-sleeved bodysuit with a well-trimmed mustache.　　"Brother Wang, Sister Lin, you are finally here! I just let everybody in, and I didn't come in. As he spoke, he walked up to Wen Chengye and asked, "Sister Lin, is this the new classmate you are talking about?" "Yes." 　　Lin Wanxing greeted Coach Xiao Sun in advance, and thought that the price of Wen Chengye would be the same as that of other students. But Coach Xiaosun said that the gym was always empty before, but after the students came, there were more people exercising, and now it is popular and business is better. So he consulted his boss and decided to enthusiastically give a 95% discount to the new card members.　　"The young man looks very energetic, your shoes AJ, it's really fake." Coach Xiao Sun looked at Wen Chengye's shoes and asked excitedly.　　Wen Chengye had a stinky face and didn't speak.　　It's now the second month that the students have been working out in the gym, and they are familiar with the gym, and there is only one newcomer, Wen Chengye.　　Coach Xiao Sun is used to seeing all kinds of people, Wen Chengye is not angry like this, but enthusiastically opens the way and takes him to visit the gym.　　The other students obviously said that they were going to swim, but before they knew it, they walked in with them and accompanied them on the tour.　　Wuchuan Road Gymnasium, this gymnasium...... 　　It's older in every sense of the word.　　The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and the smell was mixed with the floor mat and a very faint smell of sweat, and Wen Chengye frowned.　　Coach Xiao Sun took him around and said, "Then take off your clothes, you have to take off your shoes." Wen Chengye finally didn't hold back his expression, his phoenix eyes widened, and he looked at Coach Xiao Sun in shock.　　"What are you doing, everyone, buddy, what are you afraid of? If you want to go to the locker room and take it off, it's fine. Coach Sun said, pointing to the cubicle next to him.　　Wen Chengye was still very vigilant and motionless, Lin Wanxing explained: "Our Coach Xiaosun is very professional, and will register every new member to record the changes in your body, body fat, and all aspects before and after training. The main thing is that with the before and after comparison, you can also feel the progress brought by training and fitness more intuitively. "That's it." Xiao Sun Meng nodded and continued, "Our club also selects outstanding members every month, rewards protein powder and photos on the wall for people to see! Xiao Sun said, waving his big hand and pointing to the photo on the side wall.　　"Outstanding Member of October", it is Qin Ao, who has taken off his upper body clothes, raised his arms, exposed his muscles, and is concave in the shape of a strong man.　　Wen Chengye retracted his gaze and said disgustedly: "I don't need to." "You don't need anything, you also have to be able to rate it as excellent, and then use it." Qin Ao sneered.　　"You practice first, and I'll take the new classmates to take pictures." Xiao Sun said that he wanted to lead Wen Chengye to the locker room, but Wen Chengye still stood still, looking very reluctant.　　"You wouldn't dare, would you?" Qin Ao swept Wen Chengye from head to toe, and finally a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.　　"Stupid." Wen Chengye finally couldn't help but burst into foul language.　　"Boss, Wengou does look like a white chicken." Yu Ming said.　　"I'm going to expose the fact that he's not muscular." Lin Lu also said.　　In the end, it was Qi Liang who made the final decision, "I'm shy." No matter how cold and gloomy he is on the surface, he is still a competitive young man in his bones.　　Otherwise, they would not be looking for opportunities in various positions on the pitch, although this "search" would be seen by the other players as adding to the chaos.　　Therefore, being provoked by the other team members, Wen Chengye finally went to the locker room with Xiao Sun.　　Taking pictures, weighing, measuring data, and a whole set of processes, Wen Chengye looked dizzy.　　When he came out, the other boys gathered in a circle at the door.　　In fact, Wen Chengye does not belong to a particularly thin type, but compared with the boys around him who have been training for nearly two months, there is still a significant gap in his muscles and body.　　Therefore, when he was surrounded by several muscular men, Wen Chengye, who took off his shirt, actually showed a trace of thin temperament.　　"Wengou, you really fell this year." Zheng Feiyang commented.　　"Let's practice more." Chen Jianghe said.　　"It's really a white chicken." Surprisingly, this sentence comes from Fu Xinshu.　　Wen Chengye snorted coldly and couldn't help but look at the mirror in front of him.　　The others had obvious muscle lines and dark skin, their eyes were shining, and their physique and spirit were far superior to him. Compared with them, he was indeed not wronged when he was called white.　　"Wait a month and see what it will become?" Lin Wanxing stood beside Wen Chengye and looked at the young man in the mirror, she said so.　　Wen Chengye just arrived, and he wanted to arrange a training project, which was also the one that the students practiced dozens of days ago.　　Wang Fa made some adjustments according to his situation, and then, he gave Xiao Sun a difficult task to lead Wen Chengye to familiarize himself with the use of equipment and teach him the correct way of strength training.　　The fitness coach in front of him was wearing a bright tights and a delicate mustache, changing his earnest attitude and becoming serious.　　"Classmate Wen, don't be unhappy." Coach Xiao Sun said, "According to my previous price in the big city, you have to charge 500 for this private lesson." With Wen Chengye just now, Coach Xiao Sun also knows something about him, and he knows that this young man in AJ is difficult to serve.　　Wen Chengye was silent.　　"The items you want to be familiar with today, your coaches have listed them for you, you warm up first, and then I will show you the equipment, and then familiarize yourself with a few basic items." Xiao Sun took a small board very seriously and told Wen Chengye one by one.　　"I'll show you the proper warm-up first." 　　Xiao Sun said, and brought Wen Chengye to the treadmill: "I'll adjust the speed for you first, you remember first, you have to adjust it yourself next time." Xiao Sun chattered and explained to Wen Chengye how to use each button very seriously and responsibly.　　The other students made a fuss, and Lin Wanxing thought they would go downstairs for a swim.　　But in a blink of an eye, they moved their wrists and ankles, turned on their treadmills, and began regular training.　　Wen Chengye and Coach Xiao Sun were on one side, and the rest were on the other side.　　Lin Wanxing twisted the bottle of mineral water and walked to Chen Jianghe's side.　　"Didn't you say go swimming?" 　　Chen Jianghe looked straight ahead and glanced at her: "I don't know, I originally had gym training today, so I did it by the way." "I don't feel good when I rest!" Feng Suo said.　　"When you're done exercising, it's just right to swim and do muscle relaxation and recovery." 　　Other students in the vicinity nodded their heads.　　They all have their own reasons, it seems that they are all here, and they have to exercise and check in.　　For a while, the gym was very quiet, only the sound of the rolling machines and the silhouette of students jogging on the treadmill, reflected in the floor-to-ceiling glass.　　Lin Wanxing didn't know what to say for a while.　　"It's important to combine work and rest." She still said, "Blame me, I suddenly thought of calling Wen Chengye to come to the gym." "What does it have to do with you? We feel like we're idle and our minds are full of games. Qin Ao glanced at Wen Chengye, who was listening to Coach Xiao Sun talk about the treadmill tilt angle setting.　　"After the New Year, we are going to kick the Yuzhou Silver Elephant, if we don't work hard now, what if we can't kick them then?" Yu Ming said.　　"That's right, if we win the Yuzhou Silver Elephant, we will have 6 points, and we can still fight for the chance to qualify." Lin Lu made a rushing motion.　　On the treadmill, the students naturally counted her points.　　"That's right, we have 3 points in the first round, which is quite important, and we also won the Yuzhou Silver Elephant, so we have a great chance in the next round." Lin Wanxing could only encourage them.　　"So, teacher, we want to qualify for the group stage." Fu Xinshu finally said, "I don't want to waste time. The students didn't come out of the shadow of defeat so quickly, and even if it was a holiday, it was not good.　　They have what they want and what they want to achieve.　　Although I didn't think it was important before, I don't know why, but I just kept thinking about it in my head, and I couldn't be idle.　　Because I am afraid that as soon as I stop, I will face the shadow of failure.　　So I can only keep running forward.

第91章 夺舍 　　游泳活动林晚星并未参加。 　　虽然学生们假期闲不住， 但林晚星还是更喜欢一个人呆在家里。 　　晚上，大家头发湿湿的，显然确实游过泳。 　　他们一起看了一部很经典的足球电影《一球成名》。 　　冬季一天凉比一天， 休赛期前最后一轮比赛在年前结束， 战况如下 　　永川恒大12：0宏景八中 　　申城海波2：2禹洲银象 　　积分表因此发生了一些变动 　　永川恒大9分 　　申城海波4分 　　宏景八中3分 　　禹洲银象1分 　　能积3分，没小组垫底，对学生们来讲，其实已经是个好成绩了。 　　但他们想要的不止于此。 　　申城海波和禹州银象战平后，小组赛格局发生了一些变化。 　　小组大魔王永川恒大已经稳稳出线，而球员身体素质极佳的申城海波位列第二。 　　小组前二出线， 如果他们宏景八中还想搏一搏出线权，那年后再次对阵禹州银象的比赛至关重要。 　　毕竟禹州银象是第一轮中，他们唯一赢过的对手。 　　接下来的冬季训练， 也因为年后的赛程， 而变得格外重要起来。 　　气温偏低， 人体血液循环变慢。 　　低温情况下的训练，有助于球员的肌耐力和心肺功能提升。同时有助于大脑皮层， 对刺激和环境做出更快反应。 　　这是资料上讲冬训重要性时，提到的内容。 　　但真正要在冬季走到室外训练，还需意志努力。 　　宏景地处中纬度地区，室外气温在十度上下徘徊。 　　寒风凛冽， 学生们都换上了长袖紧身训练服，戴上帽子。在训练前，大家需要更认真的活动拉伸。 　　草皮颜色枯黄，裸露出大片泥土。 　　因为冬季昼短夜长， 训练时间调整。 　　林晚星平时上下班， 几乎都看不到学生们训练了。 　　难得周末， 她早早地套上羽绒服，和王法准时出现在球场。 　　空旷地带风更冷，幸好今日是个大晴天，王法带着学生们认真热身、活动关节、跑圈。 　　寒冷的风，刮骨的刀。 　　林晚星偷懒想坐会，可在看台上完全坐不住。于是就跟在学生们后面，一起跑跑。 　　前面是沉默的热身队伍，脚步声整齐划一，在暗红色塑胶跑道上回响。 　　要说这些天来，学生们和之前有什么变化，大概是他们的话变少了。 　　天冷，连狗熊都要冬眠，青春期的人类变得不爱吵吵，可以理解。 　　大家都像憋着一股劲，想在冬训弯道超车，年后务必拿下禹州银象。 　　风刮不灭心中的火，大家都憋着些东西。 　　冬天，王法安排了更小场的的对抗训练。 　　学生们会经历更多的折返跑和变速，但这也造成了，大家更容易冲撞的问题。 　　连续的防守和尝试突破，会让人的火气不由自主变大。有两次，秦敖的胳膊都甩到了和他冲撞的文成业脸上。 　　文成业当然也不甘示弱，直接在滑铲中对准付新书的脚踝。付新书应声倒地，秦敖直接冲过来。 　　王法吹响哨子，喊停。 　　球场上，秦敖怼到文成业面前，被付新书拦住。 　　冬季为保暖，秦敖戴了个黑色毛线帽，显得整个人更加凶悍。 　　林晚星跳下看台。 　　“你又不是不知道老付脚怎么回事，还下死脚，注意点啊！”秦敖板着脸。 　　文成业皮肤薄，脸被冷风吹得透红，他目光冷漠，直视秦敖。 　　就在林晚星以为文成业会怼秦敖两句时，他却轻蔑地看了付新书一眼，随后转过身去，默默抱球。 　　文成业背影瘦削，虽然表现得不把队友们放在眼里，但在某种意义上，这是一次巨大让步。 　　秦敖愣了一下，不好意思再说下去了。 　　接下来的训练里，文成业确实没再对付新书出脚，他避免与付新书发生任何肢体冲撞。 　　文成业不在乎他的队友，但他在乎他的足球。 　　起码，林晚星是这么认为的。 　　对抗训练后，王法增加了新的射门训练。 　　射门训练分很多种。 　　这次，假人放置在球场门前。学生们需要在互相跑动配合中，将球按指定线路进行传球配合，最后射门。 　　文成业司职后卫，大多数进攻路线中，他都是尝试将球传给其他人，和他们进行挡拆配合的那个。 　　今日的射门练习是“回做球后射门”。 　　大概是A将球传给B，C快速前插并观察B的位置，保持好距离和跑速准备接球。 　　B接到A传球后，调整身体，控制好传球力度与角度，将球传给C，最后由C完成射门。 　　简单来说，这是由三人配合的传接球训练。难点大概是要远离假人一侧，拉扯出更好的空间。 　　说来，其实这也是很基础的射门配合。 　　但谈到配合，又有文成业在，就总会有些奇奇怪怪的问题。 　　王法在分组上，已尽量避免学生之间的矛盾。 　　陈江河和付新书、文成业一组。付新书脾气好，陈江河比较酷，懒得搭理文成业，这俩已经是最不容易和文成业产生矛盾的组合了。 　　可文哥还是不满意。 　　文哥作为B点，理应接到A点付新书传球后，找前插的C点陈江河，大概是这么个简单流程。 　　然而，文成业有自己的想法。 　　他在接到A点付新书的回传球后，先自己带球过假人，再将球又传回给了A点的付新书。 　　他这番操作，给原先快速前插等球的陈江河同学，直接整不会了。 　　付新书接到传球后，没有起脚射门，而是停下来，耐心和文成业解释，他们这番射门训练的意义和目的。 　　文成业用袖口擦擦汗，懒得理付新书。 　　林晚星在一旁观看学生们之间的交流，而当王法哨音再度吹响时，文成业又开始新一轮“表演”。 　　在接到付新书传球后，他自己带球冲过木桩，直接一脚抽射，将足球踢进球门。 　　1-0 　　呃！ 　　在场其他男生都惊呆了！ 　　秦敖憋不住踹了下草皮。 　　俞明立刻跑来嚷嚷：“老师、教练你们看，这逼根本就不想好好练！” 　　“那你想怎么办，踢了他？”破天荒地，秦敖在旁反问俞明。 　　“老大？”俞明愣住，“你是不是被夺舍了？” 　　“不是，你现在喊这些有意义么？”秦敖叼着根草茎，反问。 　　“那我不说怎么办，憋着吗？！” 　　秦敖眯着眼，看着球场上油盐不进的那个人，最后把草一口吐掉，恶狠狠对王法说：“教练，还是换我和他一组。” 　　林晚星看向王法。 　　青年点点头，做出换人示意。 　　接下来的射门训练，就更加天马行空起来。 　　文成业喜欢策动进球，试图用各种角度传球，付新书和秦敖作为接应方，配合跑动、策应进攻。 　　射门练习本没有太大难度，但文成业一个人，就把这项练习玩出了高难度。 　　这个组合进球成功率并不高，因为付新书和秦敖，往往并不清楚文成业究竟想干什么。 　　可就算这样，王法也没有吹响哨子喊“停”。 　　林晚星看了一会，抱着手臂，对王法说：“我怎么觉得，这是才是你最想要的组合。” 　　王法含着口哨，回头看她一眼，只说：“多穿件衣服去，不冷吗？” 　　林晚星其实不清楚，王法是真的胸有成竹，还是有别的什么打算。 　　总之他并不过多干涉球员之间的关系。 　　他给予他们空间，自由选择和适应彼此。 　　吵架也好、冲突也罢，他既不做和事佬也不评判对错。 　　文成业在这样的环境中，更加不会妥协。他活在自己的规则内，足球得按他的来。 　　球队就在这样磕磕绊绊、彼此容忍和磨合中，继续向前走着。 　　年末，欧洲联赛大部分在休赛期，只有英超比赛密集。 　　天黑得早，学生们某天知道王法会晚上看球以后，就赖着不走，非得和教练一起看比赛。 　　美其名曰什么“储备战术素养”…… 　　说得很好听，其实只是大家爱凑在一起看球罢了。 　　学生们为了看球，还调整了下课程表，晚上课程调整了些，给特别想看的比赛腾出空间。 　　林晚星坐在自己房间里，整理下一阶段的课程内容。 　　窗外的冬夜天台，寒风萧瑟，还“健在”的蔬菜们，都被小心翼翼搬到大棚里。 　　今天轮到文成业收拾晚餐后的东西。 　　因为文成业还是很“独”，其他人也不愿意和他搭档，他们宁愿把洗碗的脏活累活抢了，让文成业一个人负责最后的擦碗工作。 　　文成业在水池边的料理台上擦碗，脊背笔挺，看上去绝不低头。 　　其他男生们热热闹闹挤在王法的屋子里。 　　隔着窗户，足球比赛开场前的解说声传来。男生们你挤我我挨你的吵闹声，也一并响起。 　　林晚星隔着窗户，好奇地观察屋外发生的一切。 　　王法的屋子里，传来球赛开始的哨声。 　　文成业擦了擦手，用一种很少见的姿势伸长脖子，透过窗子，看向王法的屋内。 　　这一幕落在林晚星眼中。 　　水池边的小文同学看了一会儿，像是感觉到了什么。他回头看了眼她的屋子，林晚星朝他笑了下，其实并不清楚他究竟能不能看到自己。 　　文成业很快又回头，他继续低头擦水池里的盘子，似在沉思。 　　过了会儿，文成业想到什么。 　　他放下盘子，从口袋里拿出手机，捣鼓了一会儿。 　　手机被摆上窗台，文成业从旁边拿了个筷架垫在后面，让它立起来。 　　屏幕点亮，同样清晰而有力的解说声，从文成业的手机里传出。 　　别人挤在一起看一个电视，文成业自己看一个手机。 　　他声音调得很大。 　　林晚星在自己房间里听来，两边声音一前一后响起，同样慷慨激昂，形如合奏。 　　“好，我们看到球权现在牢牢控制在赫苏斯脚下，斯特林今天没出场，他是曼城唯一的前锋……” 　　从林晚星的角度看去，只能看到洗手池前，文成业手机很小，画面闪亮。 　　文成业继续擦盘子，再不看王法的屋子，像在说：我又不用看你们的。 　　这“一生好强绝不认输”的做法给林晚星逗乐了。 　　“曼城又发起新一轮攻势，球来到德布劳内脚下……” 　　“福登起脚射门！” 　　两个解说声互相穿插，而文成业的手机直播更快一点。一时间，整个天台都吵闹喧嚣起来。 　　这片空间瞬间变成了放了很多桌的麻将室，叔叔阿姨们一起胡牌，很有节目效果。 　　很快，俞明从王法的屋子里冲了出来，喷道：“你这太快了，给老子都看不得劲了！” 　　眼见男生们又要起争执，付新书立刻跟出去。 　　“怎么？”文成业慢条斯理地放下盘子。 　　“故意声音放这么大是吧，我听到你小子刚刷新了，就为了刷得比我们快！太阴险了！”郑飞扬说。 　　“你也可以刷。”文成业冷冷地道。 　　“你明知道老子看的是电视！” 　　手机和屋子里的比赛声还在继续。 　　“别吵了别吵了。”付新书赶忙过去，经典劝架环节，他想了下，最后说，“文成业，要不一起进去看吧。” 　　“老付你闭嘴。”俞明嚷嚷。 　　就在这时，电视和手机里同时传出球迷们喧闹的哨声，这是足球比赛中发起一轮猛攻的征兆！ 　　解说语速加快：“好，曼城突然提速！德布劳内换位到右路接球，他突然长传转移到左侧，福登直接将球磕到禁区里，好险，马奎尔差点自摆乌龙，还好德赫亚将球用腿挡出！赫苏斯跟上射门！” 　　“快快快！”屋子里，秦敖扯着嗓子喊了一句。 　　屋外水池前的人，立刻冲进屋子里。 　　所有人屏息凝神，不知不觉围在电视机前，看了起来。 　　温暖而拥挤的空间，紧张得令人屏息凝神的球赛。 　　电视机里。 　　曼城前锋赫苏斯在禁区内不停球直接射门，刚才已经作出扑救动作的德赫亚闪电般跳起，伸手奋力将球托了一下。 　　足球向上一跳，重重地敲打在横梁上，弹出底线。 　　“哎！”屋子里的男生们齐齐发出遗憾的长叹声，这其中，也包括文成业。 　　比赛重新开始，气氛缓和下来。 　　屋子里或站或盘腿或蹲的学生们，这才注意到旁边多了个人。 　　文成业手上还拿着擦盘子的毛巾，显然是被秦敖一嗓子喊进来的。 　　他被发现，转头就要走。 　　秦敖坐在地毯上，仰头瞪着文成业，他刚要开口，付新书却踢了踢他，示意他往边上去点。 　　秦敖梗着脖子，不可思议瞪着付新书。 　　“一起看吧。”付新书仰头对文成业说，“晚点回家也没事吧。” 　　祁亮很配合地往旁边挪了挪，一手拽着秦敖领子，把人往旁边拖。 　　“杀人啦！”秦敖嚷道。 　　但不管怎样，地毯上的位置还是让了出来。 　　文成业握着干毛巾，僵在原地，进退不得。 　　林晚星站在门口，笑着对文成业说：“是不是要老师请请你呀？” 　　文成业：“……” 　　别别扭扭、半推半就地，文成业在王法房间的地毯上坐下，和大家一起看比赛。 　　11个男生堆在一起，屋里热烘烘的，连落脚的地方都没有。 　　林晚星站着看了一会儿。 　　电视机里，镜头扫到看台，上面坐满了观众：“人好多啊。” 　　她感慨。 　　“曼联和曼城人能不多么！曼彻斯特德比。”林鹿嚷嚷。 　　林晚星举手：“德比我知道，同城队伍之间的比赛。” 　　“也不完全是，不过曼联和曼城是的。它们同属于曼彻斯特这个城市的队伍，一个叫曼彻斯特联队，一个叫曼彻斯特城队。”陈江河说。 　　“哦，这样啊，那他们谁厉害？” 　　“以前肯定是曼联，不过弗格森爵士退休后就是曼城了，曼城的老板特有钱……” 　　“老板有钱队伍就牛逼吗？” 　　林晚星边看，边时不时问问题，男生们抽空回答，有时候又有点不耐烦。 　　付新书说：“老师，你不坐下来看吗？” 　　林晚星扫了圈屋内，她之所以不坐，当然是因为屋里能落脚的地方都被男生塞满，除了…… 　　除了王法身边还有个空位。 　　那是林鹿刚呲溜滑下，挤到窝在地毯上的兄弟们身边后，空下的。 　　王法脸上神情散漫。 　　林鹿给她使眼色，让她赶紧坐。 　　林晚星和学生大眼瞪小眼， 　　“是不是要我也请请小林老师？”学着她的话，王法看了眼旁边的空位，笑问道。 　　林晚星赶忙摇手：“不用不用。” 　　学生们笑了起来。 　　他们给她艰难地挪了条路，她终于挤到王法身边坐下。 　　林晚星问学生们：“蓝色衣服的是曼城吧？” 　　陈江河：“是的。” 　　林晚星：“他们一直在进攻啊，看来他们很厉害啊？” 　　林鹿：“老师你说得很对，他们现在应该是英超最强的队伍了，瓜迪奥拉带了他们好多年，有钱又有人。曼联这场比赛发挥不好，完全被他们压着打。” 　　林晚星看向其他球员：“这样啊？” 　　其他人纷纷点头。 　　“曼城今年确实挺强的，虽然夏天没买到凯恩，可是就瓜瓜带的这帮人，传都能传到对方球门里去！”秦敖眉飞色舞地说。 　　文成业冷笑一声。 　　秦敖跳起来，哔哔两句。 　　文成业：“你也知道他们没买到凯恩啊，传球就能传到门里去？没买到凯恩，阿奎罗还走了，靠赫苏斯一个人进球，想什么呢。” 　　秦敖：“他们还有斯特林！” 　　文成业：“斯特林可不是中锋。” 　　秦敖：“你知道个屁，无锋阵懂不懂！” 　　文成业：“什么时候的老黄历了，无锋阵真有用，瓜迪奥拉就不会夏天要一亿五买凯恩了，没买到，曼城今年还是没戏。” 　　那是林晚星第一次见到文成业说那么多话，伶牙俐齿、底气十足。 　　可就在这时，电视里传出欢呼声。 　　足球飞入球网，裁判哨音响起，曼城进球了。 　　蓝色球衣的球员们兴奋的拥抱在一起。 　　秦敖：“看到没，前锋不进球，中场B席就把球给进了，当年巴萨前场都是小个没中锋，照样三冠王！球盲还爱装！” 　　文成业：“这场赢了也不代表这个赛季都能赢下来，瓜迪奥拉想法太多。” 　　秦敖跳起来：“进了就是进了！” 　　“曼城进球还不够打你脸？” 　　“他就是嘴硬。”俞明说。 　　“继续。”陈江河也挑衅地看着文成业。 　　面对其他咄咄逼人的队友们，文成业懒得废话，他拿起抹布，直接离开。 　　电视里的解说还在不断兴奋地舌灿莲花。 　　屋门砰地关上。 　　而整个天台的小屋，又恢复了冬夜的宁静。
Chapter 91: Snatching the Away Swimming Event, Lin Wanxing did not participate.　　Although students can't stay idle during the holidays, Lin Wanxing still prefers to stay at home alone.　　In the evening, everyone's hair was wet and apparently they did swim.　　They watched a very classic football movie "One Goal to Fame" together.　　Winter is getting colder day by day, the last round of games before the offseason ended before the end of the year, and the situation is as follows Yongchuan Evergrande 12:0 Hongjing No. 8 Middle School Shencheng Haibo 2:2 Yuzhou Silver Elephant The points table has undergone some changes as a result Yongchuan Evergrande 9 points Shencheng Haibo 4 points Hongjing No. 8 Middle School 3 points Yuzhou Silver Elephant 1 point can accumulate 3 points, not at the bottom of the group, for the students, it is actually a good result.　　But they want more than that.　　After the draw between Shencheng Haibo and Yuzhou Silver Elephant, the group stage pattern has undergone some changes.　　Yongchuan Evergrande, the big demon king of the group, has steadily qualified, while Shencheng Haibo, who has excellent physical fitness, ranks second.　　The top two in the group will be crucial if they still want to fight for the right to qualify, and the next match against the Yuzhou Silver Elephants after that year will be crucial.　　After all, Yuzhou Silver Elephant was the only opponent they had won in the first round.　　The next winter training is also very important because of the schedule after the year.　　The temperature is low, and the blood circulation in the human body slows down.　　Training at low temperatures helps players improve their muscular endurance and cardiopulmonary fitness. It also helps the cerebral cortex to respond more quickly to stimuli and the environment.　　This is what is mentioned in the materials when they talk about the importance of winter training.　　But to really go outside to train in winter, you need to work hard.　　Hongjing is located in the mid-latitudes, and the outdoor temperature hovers around 10 degrees.　　The wind was cold, and the students all changed into long-sleeved tight-fitting training clothes and hats. Before training, you need to be more serious about active stretching.　　The turf is yellowish in color, revealing large patches of dirt.　　Because the days are short and the nights are long in winter, the training time is adjusted.　　Lin Wanxing usually commutes to and from work, and she hardly sees the students training.　　On a rare weekend, she put on a down jacket early and appeared on time with Wang Fa.　　The wind in the open area was colder, but fortunately it was a sunny day today, and Wang Fa took the students to warm up seriously, move their joints, and run laps.　　The cold wind, the knife that scrapes the bones.　　Lin Wanxing was lazy and wanted to sit down, but she couldn't sit still in the stands at all. So I followed the students and ran together.　　Ahead was a silent warm-up procession, the sound of footsteps echoing across the dark red plastic runway.　　If there is any change between the students these days and before, it is probably that they have become less talkative.　　It's cold, even bears have to hibernate, and adolescent humans have become less noisy, which is understandable.　　Everyone seems to be holding back a lot of energy, wanting to overtake in the winter training corner, and be sure to win the Yuzhou Silver Elephant after the year.　　The wind can't extinguish the fire in their hearts, and everyone is holding something.　　In the winter, Wang Fa arranged a smaller field of confrontation training.　　Students experience more switchbacks and shifts, but this also creates a problem where people are more likely to collide.　　Continuous defense and trying to break through will make people's anger involuntarily increase. On two occasions, Qin Ao's arm was thrown into the face of Wen Chengye, who collided with him.　　Of course, Wen Chengye was not to be outdone, and directly aimed at Fu Xinshu's ankle in the sliding shovel. Fu Xinshu fell to the ground in response, and Qin Ao rushed over directly.　　Wang Fa blew the whistle and shouted to stop.　　On the court, Qin Ao came to Wen Chengye and was stopped by Fu Xinshu.　　In order to keep warm in winter, Qin Ao wore a black beanie, which made him even more fierce.　　Lin Wanxing jumped out of the stands.　　"It's not that you don't know what's going on with Lao Fu's feet, and you're still dead, pay attention!" Qin Ao grimaced.　　Wen Chengye had thin skin, his face was blown red by the cold wind, and his eyes were indifferent, looking directly at Qin Ao.　　Just when Lin Wanxing thought that Wen Chengye would scold Qin Ao for two sentences, he glanced at Fu Xinshu contemptuously, then turned around and silently hugged the ball.　　Wen Chengye has a thin back, although he doesn't show that he takes his teammates seriously, but in a sense, this is a huge concession.　　Qin Ao was stunned for a moment, embarrassed to continue.　　In the next training, Wen Chengye really didn't deal with Xinshu anymore, and he avoided any physical collision with Fu Xinshu.　　Wen Chengye doesn't care about his teammates, but he cares about his football.　　At least, that's what Lin Wanxing thinks.　　After the confrontation training, Wang Fa added a new shooting training.　　There are many types of shooting drills.　　This time, the dummy was placed in front of the stadium gate. Students need to run and cooperate with each other, pass the ball according to the designated line, and finally shoot.　　Moon is a defender, and in most offensive lanes, he is the one who tries to pass the ball to other people and cooperate with them in blocking and pick-and-roll.　　Today's shooting practice is "shooting after returning to the ball".　　Presumably, A passes the ball to B, and C quickly steps forward and observes B's position, keeping a good distance and running speed to prepare to catch the ball.　　After receiving the pass from A, B adjusts his body, controls the strength and angle of the pass, passes the ball to C, and finally C completes the shot.　　To put it simply, this is a three-person passing and receiving drill. The challenge is probably to move away from the dummy's side and pull out a better space.　　In fact, this is also a very basic shooting coordination.　　But when it comes to cooperation, and there is Wen Chengye, there will always be some strange problems.　　In terms of grouping, Wang Fa has tried his best to avoid conflicts between students.　　Chen Jianghe and Fu Xinshu and Wen Chengye are in a group. Fu Xinshu has a good temper, Chen Jianghe is cool, and he is too lazy to take care of Wen Chengye, these two are already the most difficult combination to contradict Wen Chengye.　　Brother Wen is still not satisfied.　　Brother Wen, as point B, should have received a pass from point A to pay for the new book, and then find the forward point C point Chen Jianghe, which is probably such a simple process.　　However, Wen Chengye has his own ideas.　　After receiving the return pass from Fu Xinshu at point A, he first dribbled the ball past the dummy, and then passed the ball back to Fu Xinshu at point A.　　His operation, to Chen Jianghe, who was originally quickly inserted forward and waiting for the ball, was directly unable to rectify it.　　After Fu Xinshu received the pass, he did not shoot with his feet, but stopped, patiently explained to Wen Chengye the meaning and purpose of their shooting training.　　Wen Chengye wiped his sweat with his cuffs, too lazy to pay for the new book.　　Lin Wanxing watched the exchange between the students on the sidelines, and when Wang Fa's whistle blew again, Wen Chengye started a new round of "performance".　　After receiving Fu Xinshu's pass, he rushed over the stake with the ball himself, and directly volleyed the football into the goal.　　1-0 uh!　　The other boys present were stunned!　　Qin Ao couldn't hold back and kicked off the turf.　　Yu Ming immediately ran over and shouted: "Teacher, coach, look, this force doesn't want to practice hard at all!" "Then what do you want to do, kick him?" Unprecedented, Qin Ao asked Yu Ming on the side.　　"Boss?" Yu Ming was stunned, "Have you been taken away?" "No, does it make sense for you to shout these now?" Qin Ao held the stem of the grass in his mouth and asked rhetorically.　　"Then what if I don't say what to do, hold it back?!" 　　Qin Ao squinted, looked at the person who didn't eat oil and salt on the court, and finally spit out the grass in one gulp, and said to Wang Fa viciously: "Coach, it's better to change me to a group with him." Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa.　　The young man nodded and made a substitution gesture.　　The next shooting practice is even more imaginative.　　Wen Chengye likes to instigate goals, trying to pass the ball from various angles, Fu Xinshu and Qin Ao as receivers, cooperating with running and attacking.　　The shooting practice book is not too difficult, but Wen Chengye alone played this exercise with high difficulty.　　The success rate of this combination is not high, because Fu Xinshu and Qin Ao often don't know what Wen Chengye wants to do.　　But even so, Wang Fa didn't blow the whistle and shout "stop".　　Lin Wanxing looked at it for a while, hugged her arms, and said to Wang Fa: "How do I think, this is the combination you want most." Wang Fa whistled, looked back at her, and only said, "Wear more clothes, isn't it cold?" Lin Wanxing actually didn't know if Wang Fa was really confident, or if he had other plans.　　In short, he doesn't interfere too much in the relationship between the players.　　He gives them the space to choose and adapt to each other.　　Whether it is quarrels or conflicts, he neither acts as a peacemaker nor judges right and wrong.　　Wen Chengye will not compromise in such an environment. He lives by his own rules and football has to be his way.　　The team continued to move forward in this way, stumbling, tolerating and running in with each other.　　At the end of the year, most of the Europa League was in the off-season, with only the Premier League playing intensively.　　It was dark early, and after the students knew that Wang Fahui would watch the game at night, they didn't leave and had to watch the game with the coach.　　What is the name of "reserve tactical literacy"...... 　　It's nice to say, but it's just that everyone likes to get together and watch the game.　　In order to watch the game, the students also adjusted the class schedule, and the evening class was adjusted to make room for the games they especially wanted to watch.　　Lin Wanxing sat in her room and sorted out the content of the next stage of the course.　　On the winter night rooftop outside the window, the vegetables that are still "alive" are carefully moved to the greenhouse.　　Today it was Wen Chengye's turn to pack up his things after dinner.　　Because Wen Chengye is still very "alone", others are not willing to partner with him, they would rather rob the dirty work of washing dishes and let Wen Chengye be responsible for the final bowl wiping work alone.　　Wen Chengye wiped the dishes on the cooking table by the pool, his back straight, and he didn't look down.　　The other boys crowded into Wang Fa's room.　　Through the window, the sound of the commentary before the start of the football game was heard. The boys, you squeeze me, I squeeze you, and the noise of you also sounded.　　Lin Wanxing looked through the window, curiously observing everything that was happening outside the house.　　In Wang Fa's house, there was a whistle for the start of the game.　　Wen Chengye wiped his hands, stretched his neck in a rare posture, and looked through the window at Wang Fa's house.　　This scene fell in Lin Wanxing's eyes.　　Xiaowen by the pool looked at it for a while, as if he felt something. He looked back at her room, and Lin Wanxing smiled at him, but he didn't know if he could see himself.　　Wen Chengye quickly turned back, and he continued to wipe the dishes in the pool with his head down, as if in deep thought.　　After a while, Wen Chengye thought of something.　　He put down the plate, took his phone out of his pocket, and tinkered with it for a while.　　The mobile phone was placed on the windowsill, and Wen Chengye took a chopstick rest from the side and put it behind to let it stand up.　　The screen lit up, and the same clear and powerful commentary came from Wen Chengye's mobile phone.　　Others huddled together to watch a TV, and Wen Chengye watched a mobile phone by himself.　　He raised his voice loudly.　　Lin Wanxing listened to it in her room, and the voices on both sides sounded one after the other, equally impassioned, like an ensemble.　　'Well, we see that the ball is now firmly at the feet of Jesus, Raheem Sterling didn't play today, he is the only striker for Manchester City...... 　　From Lin Wanxing's point of view, he could only see that in front of the sink, Wen Chengye's mobile phone was very small and the picture was shiny.　　Wen Chengye continued to wipe the dishes, and then didn't look at Wang Fa's house, as if to say: I don't have to look at you.　　This practice of "being strong all your life and never admitting defeat" amused Lin Wanxing.　　"City launched another new attack and the ball came to the feet of Kevin De Bruyne......" 　　"Foden shoots with his feet!" 　　The two commentaries are interspersed with each other, and Wen Chengye's mobile phone live broadcast is a little faster. For a while, the entire rooftop was noisy and noisy.　　This space instantly became a mahjong room with many tables, and the uncles and aunts won cards together, which was very effective.　　Soon, Yu Ming rushed out of Wang Fa's house and squirted: "You are too fast, you can't even look at Lao Tzu!" Seeing that the boys were about to quarrel again, Fu Xinshu immediately followed out.　　"How?" Wen Chengye put down the plate slowly.　　"Deliberately loud and loud, right, I heard that you kid just refreshed, just to brush faster than us! It's insidious! Zheng Feiyang said.　　"You can brush it too." Wen Chengye said coldly.　　"You know that Lao Tzu is watching TV!" 　　The sound of the game on the phone and in the room continued.　　"Don't argue, don't argue." Fu Xinshu hurried over, and in the classic persuasion session, he thought for a while, and finally said, "Wen Chengye, why don't you go in and read it together." "Shut up." Yu Ming shouted.　　At that moment, the noisy whistles of fans were heard on both the TV and the mobile phone, a sign of an onslaught in a football match!　　The narrator's speech accelerated: "Okay, Manchester City suddenly speeded up!" De Bruyne switched to the right to receive the ball, he suddenly transferred a long pass to the left, Foden knocked the ball directly into the box, it was so dangerous, Maguire almost put himself on his own, but fortunately De Gea blocked the ball with his legs! Jesús keep up with the shot! "Hurry, hurry, hurry!" In the room, Qin Ao shouted at the top of his voice.　　The people in front of the pool outside the house immediately rushed into the house.　　Everyone held their breath and unconsciously gathered in front of the TV and watched.　　A warm and crowded space, a breath-taking ball game.　　in the TV.　　Manchester City striker Jesús shot straight at goal without stopping the ball in the box, and De Gea, who had already made a save, jumped up like lightning and reached out to hold the ball up.　　The ball jumps upwards and hits the crossbar hard, popping off the baseline.　　"Hey!" The boys in the room let out a long sigh of regret in unison, including Wen Chengye.　　The game restarted and the atmosphere eased.　　The students in the room were standing, cross-legged or squatting, and only then did they notice that there was an extra person next to them.　　Wen Chengye was still holding a towel in his hand to wipe the dishes, obviously being called in by Qin Ao in a loud voice.　　He was found and turned around to leave.　　Qin Ao sat on the carpet, looking up at Wen Chengye, he was about to speak, but Fu Xinshu kicked him and motioned him to the side.　　Qin Ao stiffened his neck and stared at Fu Xinshu incredulously.　　"Let's take a look." Fu Xinshu raised his head and said to Wen Chengye, "It's okay to go home later." Qi Liang moved to the side very cooperatively, grabbed Qin Ao's collar with one hand, and dragged the person to the side.　　"Murder!" Qin Ao shouted.　　But anyway, the place on the carpet gave way.　　Wen Chengye held the dry towel and froze in place, unable to advance or retreat.　　Lin Wanxing stood at the door and said to Wen Chengye with a smile: "Do you want the teacher to invite you?" Wen Chengye: "......" 　　Awkward, half-pushed and half-on the spot, Wen Chengye sat down on the carpet in Wang Fa's room and watched the game with everyone.　　The 11 boys were piled together, and the room was so hot that there was no place to stay.　　Lin Wanxing stood and watched for a while.　　On the TV, the camera swept to the stands, which were filled with spectators: "There are so many people." She sighed.　　"Manchester United and Manchester City people can not be much! Manchester derby. Lin Lu shouted.　　Lin Wanxing raised his hand: "Derby, I know, the game between teams in the same city." "Not exactly, but Manchester United and Manchester City are. They belong to the same team of the city of Manchester, one is called Manchester United and the other is called Manchester City. Chen Jianghe said.　　"Oh, that's it, so who are they?" 　　"It used to be Manchester United, but Sir Alex Ferguson retired as Manchester City, and the owners of Manchester City have a lot ......of money." 　　"Is the boss a good team if he has money?" 　　Lin Wanxing watched and asked questions from time to time, and the boys took the time to answer, sometimes a little impatient.　　Fu Xinshu said, "Teacher, don't you sit down and watch?" Lin Wanxing swept around the house, the reason why she didn't sit was of course because the places in the house where she could stay were filled with boys, except for ...... 　　In addition to Wang Fa, there is also a vacant seat next to him.　　It was Lin Lu who had just slipped down and squeezed into the side of his brothers who were nestled on the carpet.　　Wang Fa's face was scattered.　　Lin Lu gave her a look and asked her to sit down quickly.　　Lin Wanxing and the students stared at each other, "Do you want me to invite Teacher Xiaolin too?" Learning from her words, Wang Fa glanced at the vacant seat next to him and asked with a smile.　　Lin Wanxing hurriedly shook her hand: "No, no, no." The students laughed.　　They made a difficult way for her, and she finally squeezed into Wang Fa and sat down.　　Lin Wanxing asked the students: "It's Manchester City in blue, right?" Chen Jianghe: "Yes. Lin Wanxing: "They've been attacking, it seems that they are very powerful?" Lin Lu: "Teacher, you are right, they should be the strongest team in the Premier League now, Guardiola has brought them for many years, rich and talented." Manchester United didn't play well in this game and were completely pressed by them. Lin Wanxing looked at the other players: "Is this so?" The others nodded.　　"Manchester City is really strong this year, although they didn't buy Kane in the summer, but these people brought by Guaga can pass to the opponent's goal!" Qin Ao's eyebrows fluttered and said.　　Wen Chengye sneered.　　Qin Ao jumped up and beeped twice.　　Wen Chengye: "You also know that they didn't buy Kane, and the pass can be passed to the goal?" didn't buy Kane, Aguero left, relying on Jesús to score alone, what do you think. Qin Ao: "They still have Sterling!" Wen Chengye: "Raheem Sterling is not a centre-forward. Qin Ao: "You know a fart, Wufeng Array understands it!" Wen Chengye: "When is the old yellow calendar, the no-striker formation is really useful, Guardiola will not buy Kane for 150 million in the summer, if you don't buy it, Manchester City is still out of play this year." That was the first time Lin Wanxing had seen Wen Chengye say so many words, and she was sharp and confident.　　But at that moment, cheers rang out on the TV.　　The ball flew into the net, the referee's whistle sounded, and City scored.　　The players in the blue jerseys hugged each other excitedly.　　Qin Ao: "See, the striker doesn't score, the midfielder B gives the ball in, Barcelona frontcourt is a small man without a center, and it's still a triple crown!" Ball blind and love to pretend! Wen Chengye: "Winning this game doesn't mean that you can win this season, Guardiola thinks too much." Qin Ao jumped up: "If you enter, you will enter!" "Manchester City's goal wasn't enough to hit you in the face?" 　　"He's just hard-mouthed." Yu Ming said.　　"Go on." Chen Jianghe also looked at Wen Chengye defiantly.　　In the face of other aggressive teammates, Wen Chengye was too lazy to talk nonsense, he picked up the rag and left directly.　　The narrator on TV is still talking excitedly.　　The door slammed shut.　　And the entire rooftop hut has restored the tranquility of the winter night.

第92章 期末 　　休赛期中， 随着隆冬到来的，还有学校期末考试。 　　10月月考后，学生们经历了11月和12月两次考试。 　　总体来说， 他们的排名提升了一、两百名左右。虽然大家进步的幅度不太一样， 但还是比较明显。 　　这是家长们放心让学生们继续踢球的原因。 　　不过考试这件事落在文成业身上，就不太一样了。 　　文成业的期末考试成绩，下降了一百七十多名。 　　这是个很微妙的分数。 　　他似乎没有作弊，自己完成试卷，所以成绩下降到正常水平。但还有一种可能是…… 　　林晚星分发完期末试卷的晚上，和王法两个坐在天台上， 和王法分析这件事。 　　王法：“你在担心文成业爸妈上门来找你算账？” 　　林晚星：“那确实有点担心，但目前人家爹妈也还没找上门嘛！我就是觉得他这个分数很怪。” 　　“小林老师可以直接点，你觉得文成业故意答错点题目， 让自己成绩显得没那么夸张， 好让你别找他麻烦？” 　　“哎， 我没想找他麻烦，而且就算我这么认为， 也没有证据。”林晚星饮了口今天的茶，双手捂着杯壁取暖，“再说，就算有证据又怎么样呢？” 　　她有些缓慢地说着。 　　文成业加入后， 大家一起生活了这么多天。 　　他从一开始的格格不入，到现在逐渐融入。 　　他会开始写作业，而不是敷衍地交张白纸。 　　球场上，他也能和大家一起完成战术配合， 而不是一个人不管不顾地想干什么干什么了。 　　学生们之间仍然会吵吵闹闹， 但大家都有共同目标， 他们要拿下来年后对阵禹州银象的比赛。 　　好像从少年到成年，大家的改变就是学会彼此容忍。 　　但有些东西是不会变的。 　　王法听到这里。忽然问：“你想改变什么？让文成业主动不作弊，或者去自首？” 　　林晚星拍了下桌：“好问题，教练问到点子上了！” 　　桌上盛满茶水的玻璃杯跳了跳，王法也微怔了下。 　　林晚星：“答案还是，我不知道。” 　　冬夜暖黄的灯光，落在王法的脸上。 　　就像你不知道，要找到关于足球的什么东西；我也不知道，想文成业或者这些学生们，成为什么样的人。 　　但我觉得，还可以多点耐心，再看看。 　　林晚星站在讲台前，布置属于足球队学生们的期末考核试题。 　　足球是为了胜利。 　　她在黑板上，写了这么一行字。 　　“足球是为了胜利？” 　　“谁跟你说足球就是为了胜利的？” 　　“什么意思，我们期末考试就一行字？” 　　教室里炸开锅，学生们声音此起彼伏，他们意见很多，声音比楼上奶奶炸油饼更激烈。 　　林晚星慢条斯理抹着手上的粉笔灰，等他们嚷嚷完了，教室恢复平静，她才说：“对，我们这学期的期末考试，就是这道题目。” 　　“你管黑板上这个叫题目？” 　　学生们开始抗议。 　　林晚星笑道：“不行吗？” 　　“那你要我们干嘛？” 　　“写作文吗？” 　　学生们咬着笔头，懵得很，开始胡思乱想。 　　“我知道！踢赢比赛，证明这道题目？”林鹿灵机一动。 　　林晚星笑了：“倒也不是不可以。” 　　“啊？” 　　男生们异口同声，响亮的疑问在小教室内回荡着。 　　“怎么了嘛？”林晚星揉揉耳朵，问。 　　“不是，老师你这到底什么意思啊？” 　　林晚星站在讲台上，学生们表情很茫然。 　　“这就是一个主题，你们可以用你们想要的方式完成它。” 　　学生们很莫名其妙。 　　对于这个期末试题题目，他们一开始不觉得有很多话想说。 　　他们下意识想赞同，觉得“这不是废话”；可再多想一些，又认为“也不能完全这么讲”。 　　所以大家面面相觑，属于一口气提上来，又吐不出来的阶段。 　　这确实是个很钻牛角尖的问题。 　　人为什么要学习，为什么要踢球，甚至再终极一些的，人为什么要活着。 　　每个人都有自己的回答，也或多或少思考过这些内容。 　　但大部分时间，对于男生们，他们的回答都类似于 　　“踢球哪有这么多为什么？”秦敖反问。 　　“老师我觉得你就是容易想太多。”林鹿也支支吾吾地说道。 　　林晚星并不否认他们这么说是有道理的。 　　“但偶尔在期末的时候，聊聊这个问题，也挺有意思的。”林晚星看向教室角落，王法不知何时，也坐在了那里。 　　“没为什么啊。”秦敖说，“当时我们教练来挑人，小学体育课，我可小了，教练说我是块足球料子，让我试试，我就踢了啊。” 　　郑仁举手：“我爹是老球迷，送我去教练那踢球的。” 　　“教练？” 　　林晚星听到学生们口中不约而同的那个人，有些好奇。 　　“对啊，之前小学的时候，我们都是跟着教练在工人文化宫那的小足球场踢球。”林鹿说。 　　“我是当时爸妈下班晚，给我随便报了个班，我们教练开足球培训班的。”这是俞明的回答。 　　“原来你们从小学开始，就在一起了啊。”林晚星有些感慨。 　　“老师你有点恶心，什么叫从小学开始就在一起啊？” 　　“那怎么说？我换个词，青梅竹马？”林晚星笑道。 　　男生们脸上嫌恶表情更甚。 　　“我可不是，我初中才和他们一起的。”冯锁讲。 　　“对，这逼后来来的。我们之前小学可猛了，土猛土猛的，就放学踢球，也没训练赛，但出去跟别人踢总赢。”秦敖讲起往昔的光荣故事，显得兴致勃勃的，“后来我们不是读初中了嘛，有些人不在一个学校了，门将和后卫就换人了。” 　　提到后卫时，文成业投来冷冷一瞥。 　　看来，他也 　　是后来加入的。 　　“那你们初中的教练呢？还是之前那位吗？” 　　“对啊，蒋教练就是我们那个初中的体育老师，之前的足球培训班是他搞的校外班，后面没啥人上足球课，他就把培训班关了，专心带我们。”付新书继续说道。 　　“蒋教练。”林晚星回味了下这个姓氏，笑问道，“那你们初中比赛猛不猛啊？” 　　“你这不是废话嘛，当然猛，我们那会儿可是拿过省长杯亚军的！我们贼JB强。”林鹿嚷嚷道。 　　“那是老子强，又不是你强。”秦敖昂首道。 　　“省长杯射手榜头名，是你吗？” 　　祁亮慢悠悠的声音传来。 　　秦敖立刻转头警告他。 　　林晚星站在讲台上，窗外飘来带着雪菜肉丝面味儿的风。她听着学生们吵吵闹闹讲那些过去的事情，也不觉得饿。 　　“后来你们一起进了高中？”她想起先前体育组钱老师曾讲过的一些事，忽然问。 　　“对，教练帮我们谈了高中特招条件，我们足球成绩也好，就一起被特招进了宏景八中，读上高中了。” 　　“教练带你们读的高中？”林晚星有些意外。 　　“对啊，也不知道老头在想什么，反正就说我们最好的出路还是读高中。”秦敖答。 　　“他没送你们去什么青训队吗？”林晚星不由得问出心中的疑惑，“我第一次见陈江河的时候，他就在被球探忽悠。你们既然初中踢得不错，教练没带你们去职业青训队试训过吗？” 　　听到这个问题，学生们你看我、我看你，最后都摇了摇头。 　　这时，林晚星心中对教练的模样，有了个大致概念。 　　蒋老师对足球很有热情，想打造一支属于自己的球队，所以从学生们小时候就挑选他们，培养他们。可慢慢地，随着学生们长大，教练对于该怎么样培养他们，又有了动摇。 　　在林晚星看来，是他亲手给他们选了足球这条路，也领着他们走了很长一段时间。 　　如果他真心认可这条道路，那该努力引导学生们走上真正的职业足球之路，但那位教练却没有这么做。 　　他送他们所有人上高中，他认为他们必须得读高中，一个都不能少，也这么做到了。 　　“那后来呢？”林晚星问学生们，“你们读了高中以后，教练还在初中教足球吗？” 　　“进了高中后，蒋教练一开始还来看我们比赛，指导我们，后来就没啥联系了。”付新书很平静地说。 　　教室里再度安静下来。 　　好像故事的结局理应如此。 　　老师或者教练，大家都是学生们生命中的过客。就算彼此相伴成长过很长一段时间，但分别以后，很容易慢慢淡了。 　　“你们之前都没提过蒋教练，下次有机会请他来看我们踢球呀。”林晚星笑着说道。 　　“蒋教练，他……”林鹿突然回头看着王法，然后说，“他也突然有一天跟我们说要去永川搞青训，然后就走了。” 　　付新书说得很平常，林晚星也是到现在才终于意识到，学生们得知王法要离开后的平静从何而来。 　　他们确实已经经历过。 　　林晚星有那么段时间没说话。 　　“我们已经是成熟男人了，经历过的场面比你想得多。”见气氛沉闷，郑飞扬主动说话，活跃一下。 　　纵然心中感慨，林晚星还不由得被那个“成熟男人”逗乐。 　　“那有没有哭啊？”她问。 　　“肯定啊。”秦敖指了指林鹿，“他抱着教练说呜呜呜别走，贼他妈丧气。” 　　聊天进行到这里， 　　学生们都是懵懂的面容。 　　问他们为什会要踢球？ 　　好像当初教练挑了他们，说他们有天赋，他们就一直这么踢着。 　　小学到初中都还不错，上了高中，一直以来的引路人突然离开，他们骤然失去了人生的方向和目标。 　　在那座始终与他们格格不入的高中里，他们一步步走到了今天。 　　“校长后面不搞校园足球工程了，蒋教练走后，你们没有继续踢了？” 　　“和教练没什么关系，那年反正反正出了点事，我们就没踢了。”秦敖看了眼付新书，直接说道。 　　“什么事？”林晚星说。 　　“你问题太多了，女人！”秦敖很难得闪烁其词，转移话题，“还是讲讲你的期末作业到底是什么幺蛾子吧！”
Chapter 92: Final Semester In the middle of the offseason, with the arrival of midwinter, there are also school final exams.　　After the monthly exams in October, the students went through two exams in November and December.　　Overall, they moved up about one or two hundred places. Although the degree of improvement is not the same, it is still relatively obvious.　　This is the reason why parents are relieved to keep their students playing.　　However, the exam fell on Wen Chengye, and it was different.　　Wen Chengye's final exam score dropped by more than 170 people.　　It's a delicate score.　　He didn't seem to cheat and completed the exam papers on his own, so his grades dropped to a normal level. But there is another possibility...... 　　On the evening when Lin Wanxing finished distributing the final exam papers, she sat on the rooftop with Wang Fa and analyzed the matter with Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa: "Are you worried that Wen Chengye's parents will come to you to settle accounts?" Lin Wanxing: "That's really a little worried, but at present, people's parents haven't found the door yet!" I just think his score is weird. "Teacher Xiaolin can point directly, do you think Wen Chengye deliberately answered the wrong questions to make his grades appear less exaggerated, so that you don't trouble him?" 　　"Well, I didn't want to trouble him, and even if I did, there was no proof." Lin Wanxing took a sip of today's tea and covered the wall of the cup with both hands to keep warm, "Besides, what if there is evidence?" She said a little slowly.　　After Wen Chengye joined, everyone lived together for so many days.　　He went from being out of place at the beginning to gradually fitting in.　　He will start writing his homework instead of handing in a blank sheet of paper perfunctorily.　　On the court, he can also complete the tactical coordination with everyone, rather than doing whatever he wants to do alone.　　There will still be a lot of noise among the students, but everyone has the same goal, they want to win the match against the Yuzhou Silver Elephant next year.　　It seems that from teenagers to adults, the change is to learn to tolerate each other.　　But some things don't change.　　Wang Fa heard this. Suddenly asked, "What do you want to change?" Let Wen Chengye take the initiative not to cheat, or turn himself in? Lin Wanxing patted the table: "Good question, the coach got the point!" The glass full of tea on the table jumped, and Wang Fa was also slightly stunned.　　Lin Wanxing: "The answer is, I don't know. The warm yellow light of the winter night fell on Wang Fa's face.　　It's like you don't know what to find out about football; I don't know what kind of person I want to become or these students.　　But I think it's okay to be patient and take a look.　　Lin Wanxing stood in front of the podium and arranged the final assessment questions belonging to the students of the football team.　　Football is about winning.　　She wrote this line on the blackboard.　　"Football is about winning?" 　　"Who told you football is all about winning?" 　　"What do you mean, we're just one line for the final exam?" 　　The classroom exploded, and the students' voices came and went, and they had a lot of opinions, and the sound was more intense than the grandma fried pancakes upstairs.　　Lin Wanxing slowly wiped the chalk ash on her hands, and when they finished shouting and the classroom returned to calm, she said, "Yes, this is the question for our final exam this semester." "You call this a title on the blackboard?" 　　The students began to protest.　　Lin Wanxing smiled: "Can't you? "And what do you want us to do?" 　　"Writing essays?" 　　The students bit their pens, confused, and began to think crankily.　　"I know! Win the game and prove it? Lin Lu had an idea.　　Lin Wanxing smiled: "It's not impossible. "Huh?" 　　The boys spoke in unison, and loud questions echoed in the small classroom.　　"What's wrong?" Lin Wanxing rubbed her ears and asked.　　"No, what do you mean, teacher?" 　　Lin Wanxing stood on the podium, and the students' expressions were very blank.　　"That's a theme, and you can do it the way you want." 　　The students are baffled.　　They didn't feel like they had a lot to say about this final exam question at first.　　They subconsciously want to agree, feeling that "this is not nonsense"; But if you think about it a little more, you think, "I can't say that completely."　　So everyone looked at each other, belonging to the stage of lifting it up in one breath and not being able to spit it out.　　This is indeed a very serious problem.　　Why do people learn, why do they want to play, and even more extremely, why do people live.　　Everyone has their own answers, and they have thought about these things to a greater or lesser extent.　　But most of the time, for the boys, the answer is something like, "Why is there so much football?" Qin Ao asked rhetorically.　　"Teacher, I think you're just prone to overthinking." Lin Lu also said hesitantly.　　Lin Wanxing does not deny that they have a point in saying this.　　"But once in a while, at the end of the term, it's interesting to talk about it." Lin Wanxing looked at the corner of the classroom, Wang Fa didn't know when, he was also sitting there.　　"Not for any reason." Qin Ao said, "At that time, our coach came to pick people, primary school physical education class, I was young, the coach said that I was a football material, let me try, I will play." Zheng Ren raised his hand: "My father is an old fan and sent me to the coach to play football." "Coach?" 　　Lin Wanxing was a little curious when she heard the person who was unanimously in the students' mouths.　　"Yes, when we were in elementary school, we all played with the coach on the small football field in the Workers' Cultural Palace." Lin Lu said.　　"My parents got off work late at the time, so they signed me up for a random class, and our coach opened a football training class." This is Yu Ming's answer.　　"So you've been together since elementary school." Lin Wanxing was a little emotional.　　"Teacher, you're a little disgusting, what do you mean to be together since elementary school?" 　　"What do you say? Let me change the word, childhood sweetheart? Lin Wanxing said with a smile.　　The boys had even more disgust on their faces.　　"I'm not, I've only been with them in junior high school." Feng Suo said.　　"Yes, it forced me to come. We used to be fierce in elementary school, and we played football after school, and we didn't have training matches, but we always won when we went out to play with others. Qin Ao told the glorious stories of the past, looking interested, "Later, we didn't go to junior high school, some people were not in the same school, and the goalkeeper and defender were replaced." When mentioning the defender, Wen Chengye gave him a cold glance.　　It seems that he also joined later.　　"What about your junior high school coaches? Is it still the same as before? "That's right, Coach Jiang is our junior high school physical education teacher, the previous football training class was an off-campus class he organized, and there was no one in the back of the football class, so he closed the training class and concentrated on taking us." Fu Xinshu continued.　　"Coach Jiang." Lin Wanxing recalled this surname and asked with a smile, "Then is your junior high school competition fierce?" "You're not talking nonsense, of course you're fierce, we won the Governor's Cup runner-up at that time! We are thieves JB strong. Lin Lu shouted.　　"That's Lao Tzu strong, not you." Qin Ao raised his head and said.　　"The top scorer in the Governor's Cup, is that you?" 　　Qi Liang's slow voice came.　　Qin Ao immediately turned his head to warn him.　　Lin Wanxing stood on the podium, and the wind wafting outside the window with the smell of shredded noodles with pickled cabbage and meat. She listened to the students talk noisily about the past, and she didn't feel hungry.　　"And then you went to high school together?" She remembered some things that Teacher Qian of the physical education group had said before, and suddenly asked.　　"Yes, the coach helped us talk about the conditions for high school special recruitment, and our football results were good, so we were specially recruited into Hongjing No. 8 Middle School together and went to high school." 　　"The high school where the coach took you?" Lin Wanxing was a little surprised.　　"yes, I don't know what the old man is thinking, anyway, let's just say that the best way out for us is to go to high school." Qin Ao replied.　　"Didn't he send you to any academy team?" Lin Wanxing couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart, "When I first met Chen Jianghe, he was fooled by scouts. Since you played well in junior high school, didn't the coach take you to the professional youth team for a tryout? Hearing this, the students looked at me and I looked at you, and they all shook their heads at the end.　　At this time, Lin Wanxing had a general idea of what the coach looked like.　　Mr. Jiang is very passionate about football and wants to build a team of his own, so he selects and cultivates students from their childhood. But slowly, as the students grew up, the coach wavered about how to train them.　　In Lin Wanxing's view, it was he who personally chose the path of football for them, and also led them to go for a long time.　　If he really believes in this path, he should try to guide students on the path of true professional football, but the coach did not do so.　　He sent them all to high school, and he thought they had to go to high school, and no one should be missing, and he did so.　　"And then?" Lin Wanxing asked the students, "After you go to high school, do coaches still teach football in junior high school?" "After entering high school, Coach Jiang came to watch us play and guide us at first, but then there was no contact." Fu Xinshu said calmly.　　The classroom fell silent again.　　As if the story should end like this.　　Teachers or coaches are all passers-by in the lives of students. Even if they have grown up with each other for a long time, it is easy to fade away after separation.　　"You haven't mentioned Coach Jiang before, next time I have the opportunity to invite him to come and watch us play." Lin Wanxing said with a smile.　　"Coach Jiang, he ......" Lin Lu suddenly looked back at Wang Fa, and then said, "He also suddenly told us one day that he was going to Yongchuan for youth training, and then left." Fu Xinshu said it very normally, and Lin Wanxing only now finally realized where the peace of mind that the students had come from after learning that Wang Fa was leaving.　　They have indeed been there.　　Lin Wanxing didn't speak for a while.　　"We're already mature men, and we've been through more scenes than you think." Seeing that the atmosphere was dull, Zheng Feiyang took the initiative to speak and be active.　　Even though she sighed in her heart, Lin Wanxing couldn't help but be amused by that "mature man".　　"Did you cry?" She asked.　　"Definitely." Qin Ao pointed at Lin Lu, "He hugged the coach and said woo woo don't go, the thief is frustrated." At this point in the chat, the students were all ignorant.　　Why do they want to play?　　It's as if the coach picked them out and said they had talent, and they kept playing like that.　　Elementary school to junior high school was not bad, but when they went to high school, the guides they had been guiding suddenly left, and they suddenly lost their direction and purpose in life.　　In that high school, which has always been incompatible with them, they have come to this day step by step.　　"The principal will not engage in the campus football project in the future, and after Coach Jiang left, you didn't continue to play?" 　　"It didn't have anything to do with the coach, something happened anyway that year, and we didn't play." Qin Ao glanced at Fu Xinshu and said directly.　　"What's the matter?" Lin Wanxing said.　　"You have too many questions, woman!Qin Ao flickered and changed the topic, "Let's talk about what kind of moth your final homework is!" ”

第93章 春节 　　听故事听到一半， 对方突然不说了，这种感觉让人很受不了。 　　林晚星一口气没提上来。 　　她很想问到底什么事，怎么还有小秘密瞒着老师。 　　但学生们看样子很不想提， 她还记得以前聊到这件事时， 学生们都会看付新书脸色，并对此避而不谈。 　　作为一个成熟的师长，应该给予孩子们保有隐私的自由。 　　所以话题到此结束。 　　布置完期末作业，林晚星宣布：高三上学期元元补习班的课程及王法教练的足球培训班课程，暂时告一段落。 　　翻译一下就是：要过年了，停课， 别来烦我！ 　　像宏景这样的中部沿海城市，年味并不重。 　　顶多也就是商家贴上春联，开始放送过年曲目。在宏景的务工人员陆续返乡， 城市反而逐渐变得空荡荡起来。 　　居民楼里外地租客为主， 连小孙教练都回家过年了。 　　除夕前一天的夜里， 林晚星一个人在房间里对着电脑。 　　又到了“写报告”的时候，她一个人对着邮箱界面发呆。 　　忽然， 她的微信亮起来。 　　王法发来个表情，是个摇铃的兔子。 　　这是晚上喝一杯的暗号。 　　林晚星回了一个流口水的小狐狸。 　　林晚星：饿了！ 　　天台。 　　为保持空气湿润温暖，天台小碳炉的铜壶里煮着热水。 　　王法取下铜壶，放上长柄锅， 把铜壶里的水倒入锅中。 　　林晚星坐在餐桌边，笔记本电脑打开。 　　水很快沸腾。 　　王法拆开两包泡面，凉棚下，安宁而细碎的声音响起。 　　林晚星回过神来， 因为要过年， 她特地让学生们把家里囤积的粮食都消灭掉， 于是问：“咦，哪来的泡面。” 　　“没收的。”王法回了一句。 　　看着那两包鲜虾鱼板面，林晚星这才想起来，那是之前学生们沉迷泡面时买的。 　　后来她觉得这也太不健康了，就提议取消泡面，大家开始了轰轰烈烈做大锅饭之旅。 　　可没想到，现在还有漏网之鱼。 　　碳火是浅橘色，金黄的泡面在锅中翻腾，空气里弥漫着调料粉的香味，一切都很能抚慰人心。 　　王法在锅里放了香肠和煎鸡蛋，他端了个凳子，坐在小火炉前，慢悠悠煮面。 　　夜里水汽蒸腾而起，昏黄的灯光落在他身上，鼻梁挺直，侧脸线条利落，林晚星就这么看着。 　　王法对着火炉，随口问道：“你什么时候回家？” 　　林晚星愣了下，没想到王法突然这么问。 　　“你呢？你什么时候回家，明天就除夕了？”林晚星反问他。 　　“我们家亲情关系比较淡漠，可以不用回去。”王法说。 　　“这样吗？”林晚星感到意外。 　　“小林老师呢？”王法问。 　　冬夜有些湿冷，天气预报说会有大规模降温，可能有雪。 　　林晚星想了下，答：“我和教练情况不太一样，我和家里吵架了。” 　　锅里的面条还在咕嘟咕嘟煮着，王法回过了头，认真看向林晚星。 　　月光下的冬夜里，她的头发松松挽起。鬓角夹了个发夹。她自己可能并不清楚，说起这些事情时，很多情绪会涌上她的眼睛。 　　就算表面平静，但眼神是不会骗人的。 　　王法回过头，轻轻搅动锅里的泡面。 　　“为什么吵架？” 　　“就……”身边传来木桌轻响，林晚星趴在桌上，她每次想不出任何办法的时候，都会下意识趴下来。 　　声音又轻又缓，她说：“因为我爸妈是普通人，当然我也是普通人，很多事情超出他们接受范围，他们不相信也接受不了，这很正常。” 　　“听上去是恐怖故事。”王法说。 　　林晚星下巴磕了磕桌面，算作点头。 　　至此，冬夜里只有碳火的噼啪声响。 　　学生有不想说的事情，成年人的世界，同样有很多回避和无法解决的问题，这很正常、也没什么问题。 　　后来，他们聊了明天去市场买什么菜。 　　林晚星介绍了春节的花卉市场，说大年初一可以带他去看看。 　　王法把泡面捞出来，给她盛了一碗，质疑道：“员工辛苦一学期，林老师给的年终奖是逛菜场？” 　　林晚星握筷子的手往后缩了下，看着手里的泡面，立刻就不好意思起来。 　　林晚星觉得，虽然她和王法也不是明确的雇佣关系。但怎么说，她作为这支球队的最高领导（自封），春节了再让王法买菜做饭确实不礼貌。 　　所以她给了王法两个选择，年终奖或者选个附近地方进行短途旅行。 　　王法的选择是，豪华标准的包吃包住短途旅行。 　　林晚星大手一挥：走起！ 　　目的地选择方式很简单。 　　林晚星拿出了宏景周边的旅游地图，让王法随意挑选。 　　教练扫了眼地图，将手指点在一片蓝色湖泊上。 　　皖南村在宏景西南，背靠霞山，面朝天心湖。 　　“负阴抱阳，背山面水”。 　　从风水的角度来讲，这就是风水宝地。 　　那也确实，皖南村大部分人姓周。得益于风水优势和诗书传家的传统，村里古时候出过三位状元，明代有位老祖宗官居光禄大夫，是周家官做得最大的一位。 　　除夕这天，林晚星和王法站在天心湖边。 　　零星有人在湖岸边写生，勾勒出浅淡春节景象。蓝天白云倒映湖面，岸边樟树和松柏长青。湖对岸粉墙黛瓦，是有千年历史的水墨江南村落。 　　屋檐上花灯轻晃，村里返乡，人来人往间是热闹的春节气氛。 　　导游讲完皖南村历史，开始讲天心湖的引水挖掘历史。说今天正好有祭祖仪式，他们运气很好，可以看到传统民俗活动。 　　林晚星呼吸着湖边寒冷爽利的空气，拍了两张湖对岸的风景照。 　　就在这时，微信提醒忽然跳出来。 　　她点开一看，是张天台大门上锁的照片，秦敖发来的。 　　她把照片给王法看：“都说了放假七天，果然是 　　“幸好出门了。”教练如此评价。 　　林晚星把刚拍的天心湖照片发送过去。 　　秦敖果然发来一段语音靠！你和教练出去玩了吗？这就把我们抛弃了！ 　　林晚星按住语音键，王法忽然低头看她。她于是举起手机，放到王法嘴边。 　　是的。 　　王法微低头，凑近手机，简单干脆的两个字，从他薄削的嘴唇里轻轻吐出。 　　温热的气息吹到林晚星手腕上。 　　她下意识松开手，信息发送。 　　那边立刻不干了，微信铃声叮叮当当响起。 　　秦敖直接一个微信视频拨来，林晚星几乎都能看到学生们上蹿下跳的样子。 　　她举起手机，看着王法：“怎么办？崽子们太容易急了。” 　　王法倒是很干脆，直接戳下微信通话界面的红色挂断按钮。 　　林晚星心领神会。她把手机调成静音，和王法踏上进村的石桥。 　　湖风微凉，但阳光很好。 　　皖南村祠堂就在湖对岸正中。 　　左右两侧偏殿像展览馆，摆着老式织布机和近现代的喷水织机，墙上悬挂的照片，介绍周家的发展历史。 　　当时因为历史遗留问题，宛南村一穷二白。改革开放后，在周老太太周知仙带领下，重新经营织造业起家。后因为化纤原材料被国外卡脖子的问题，周家决心进军石油化工行业，目前有用全世界产能最大的PTA工厂。 　　每次来皖南村参观，林晚星都要被迫听讲解员们介绍村民们的奋斗史。 　　现在，大部分村民早就不在村里居住，这里成了旅游景点。 　　但过年时游子归家，皖南村里外有了另外一种烟火气息。 　　隔壁主祠堂里点着长香，青烟飘过骑马墙，匾额上书“周氏宗祠”四个大字。 　　宛南村祭祖规模并不算大。 　　祠堂正中的摆着很多祭祀用的大碗，里面有花花绿绿的糕点等物。 　　地上有今早舞龙舞狮时落下的红色金色碎纸，天井里摆着一个巨大香炉，红烛矗立两旁。祠堂周围悬挂着十二生肖花灯。 　　林晚星和王法走进来的时候，有一对父母带着读大学刚回来的孩子来上香。 　　行李箱直接放在祠堂门口立柱边。女孩接过妈妈递来的香，点燃后，认认真真对着神龛鞠了三个躬。 　　解说员解释道，以前宗族规矩多，要全族人一起祭祀，连外姓都不许踏入半步。 　　现在跨入新时代，老太太说要有新时代的办法，一切从简。 　　不仅谁都可以进祠堂。 　　春节回村的村民，也随时都可以来上香。为的就是让外出的游子，有回家的归属感。 　　那对父母带女儿上过香后，就一起走了。行李箱碾过青石板，渐行渐远。 　　王法也学着那家人的样子，取了三支香。 　　工作人员见状，拦住王法：“小伙子，我们这是村里人来祭祖，游客没必要行大礼。” 　　王法微仰头，望着不远处的神龛。 　　想起王法同志点名要来皖南村，林晚星忽然意识到什么：“这里是你的老家吗？” 　　王法点头，对旁边的工作人员讲：“我外婆是周家村人。” 　　工作人员恍然大悟。 　　王法上了香，旁边的工作人员还找他们多唠了几句嗑。 　　王法讲了自己从小在国外长大。小时候有记忆跟外婆来这里祭祖，后面就再没回来过。 　　工作人员则问了王法是否在村里还有认识的亲戚，很热情地说可以带他们去找找人。 　　“有是有。”王法停顿了下，看了眼林晚星。 　　林晚星眼睛亮了，兴奋地道：“你竟然还有亲戚住村子里，我们是不是可以去蹭年夜饭了？” 　　“可以，不光能蹭年夜饭，你还能收很多红包。”王法顿了顿，略微附身看她，慢悠悠地说，“小林老师想去，我现在就可以带你。” 　　林晚星刚想点头，忽然打了个激灵。 　　她突然醒悟过来，这这……过年回家回族里吃年夜饭拿红包什么的，好像是有点别的意思？ 　　她立刻怂了，摆摆手：“不了不了，我们人在皖南村，还是要响应周老太太的号召，一切从简！年夜饭什么的随便吃点吧！” 　　王法露出些遗憾神情，夸她：“小林老师很有觉悟。” 　　到皖南村时已是下午。 　　村子和湖泊又大，林晚星和王法在讲解员带领下走了几处景点，天色渐渐暗了下来。 　　除夕游客不多，讲解员介绍完星罗巷，她的手机就响了。 　　电话那头是小朋友喊妈妈的声音。 　　林晚星和王法对视一眼。 　　讲解员挂断电话后，林晚星就问：“你们是规定时间下班，还是带完我们就可以下班呀？” 　　“以前都是五点下班，今天特殊，领导说可以早点走。” 　　“那您回家吧，我们自己逛就行。”林晚星赶忙地道。 　　讲解员当然还是想坚持带他们参观完。 　　林晚星借口自己走不动了，让讲解员带他们随便去一家能吃饭的餐馆就好。 　　但…… 　　除夕夜景区的餐馆并不那么好找。 　　他们在皖南村靠湖的饭店问了几家，要不是早就被定完了，要不就是老板任性，直接关店陪家人。 　　夕阳西下，天心湖面波光粼粼。 　　林晚星觉得，回酒店吃自助餐也不错。 　　讲解员于是提议，她说自己家里是开小酒馆的，虽然除夕夜也不开门，但如果他们不介意，可以去他们家的小酒馆里随意吃点。 　　每个人年初时，都会对自己来年生活有些许幻想。 　　可对林晚星来讲，她从未想过，自己会在除夕这天，坐在一家小酒馆临湖的小窗边。 　　湖边有小朋友开始放炮仗，夜幕降临，火光闪烁。 　　很有年代感的小方桌上摆着盐水花生和毛豆，讲解员家的婆婆把家里的菜都给他们盛了一份。 　　这是一顿随意的年夜饭。 　　餐桌对面，刺啦一声轻响。 　　王法开了一罐可乐。 　　除夕闭店的小酒馆有些冷，青砖微潮。讲解员一家人就住楼上，小朋友踩过楼板的热闹声响起，才有了真实人间的生动活泼气息。 　　林晚星在手心呵了口气，端起倒满可乐的碗，和王法轻碰了下。 　　湖面忽然烟火光芒大盛，亮光闪烁在他脸上。 　　王法目光明亮。 　　周围有万家团聚的莫大声响，小酒馆里却很清静。 　　汽水在瓷碗中跳跃，“新年快乐”的声音宏大得仿佛能充斥整个宇宙。 　　林晚星咕噜咕噜喝了两口可口可乐，从口袋里掏出一个红包，放到王法面前。 　　他一瞬间讶异，但手放到红包上的瞬间，又无奈地笑了起来。 　　红包里是个牌子，她刚才参观皖南村土地庙的时候顺手买的。 　　上面写着两行字，“生平多烦忧，岁岁常欢愉”，下面系着中国结的红穗，充满民间节日气息。 　　“临时想起来的？”王法拿起牌子端详了一会，指腹在“皖南村土地庙留念”几个字上摩挲，像是在确认会不会掉色。 　　“怎么能说买呢，这叫‘求’来的。而且教练你这么说是为了掩饰没给我买新年礼物吗！”林晚星很得意地问道。 　　王法放下牌子，在口袋里摸了摸，也掏出了一个红包。 　　学着她的样子，王法把红包推到她面前。 　　林晚星拿起红包拆开，发现里面是几张真钱。 　　是的，红通通的百元大钞，一共8张，800元人民币整。 　　她数着钱，脸上不自觉笑开花：“这怎么好意思呢，居然是真的红包！” 　　“我比较实在。”王法停顿了下，又说，“小林不用客气，毕竟带你回家领，你会更不好意思。”
Chapter 93 Spring Festival Halfway through listening to the story, the other party suddenly stopped talking, and this feeling was very unbearable.　　Lin Wanxing didn't mention it in one breath.　　She really wanted to ask what was going on, why there was a little secret hidden from the teacher.　　But the students didn't seem to want to mention it, and she remembered that when they talked about it in the past, the students would look at Fu Xinshu's face and avoid talking about it.　　As a mature teacher, children should be given the freedom to maintain privacy.　　So that's the end of the conversation.　　After assigning the final homework, Lin Wanxing announced: The course of the Yuanyuan cram school in the first semester of the third semester of high school and the football training class course of Coach Wang Fa have come to an end for the time being.　　The translation is: It's the New Year, classes are suspended, don't bother me!　　In a central coastal city like Hongjing, the flavor of the year is not heavy.　　At most, the merchant pasted the Spring Festival couplets and began to broadcast the New Year's repertoire. Migrant workers in Hongjing are returning to their hometowns one after another, and the city is gradually becoming empty.　　There are mainly out-of-town tenants in the residential building, and even Coach Xiao Sun has gone home for the New Year.　　On the night before Chinese New Year's Eve, Lin Wanxing was alone in the room facing the computer.　　It's time to "write a report" again, and she stares at the mailbox interface in a daze.　　Suddenly, her WeChat lit up.　　Wang Fa sent an expression, it was a rabbit rattling.　　It's a code for a drink in the evening.　　Lin Wanxing replied to a drooling little fox.　　Lin Wanxing: I'm hungry!　　Rooftop.　　To keep the air moist and warm, hot water boils in a copper kettle in the small charcoal stove on the rooftop.　　Wang Fa took off the copper kettle, put the pot on the handle, and poured the water from the kettle into the pot.　　Lin Wanxing sat at the dining table with her laptop open.　　The water boils quickly.　　Wang Fa opened two packs of instant noodles, and under the pergola, a peaceful and small sound sounded.　　Lin Wanxing came back to her senses, because it was going to be the New Year, she specially asked the students to eliminate all the food hoarded at home, so she asked, "Hey, where did you get instant noodles?" "Confiscated." Wang Fa replied.　　Looking at the two packets of fresh shrimp and fish noodles, Lin Wanxing remembered that they had bought them when the students were addicted to instant noodles before.　　Later, she felt that this was too unhealthy, so she proposed to cancel the instant noodles, and everyone began a vigorous journey to make a big pot of rice.　　Unexpectedly, there are still fish that have slipped through the net.　　The charcoal fire is light orange, the golden instant noodles are churning in the pot, and the air is filled with the scent of spice powder, everything is very soothing.　　Wang Fa put sausages and fried eggs in the pot, and he brought a stool and sat in front of the small stove, slowly cooking noodles.　　The water vapor steamed up at night, the dim light fell on him, the bridge of his nose was straight, and the side lines of his face were neat, Lin Wanxing just looked at it.　　Wang Fa faced the fire and asked casually, "When are you going home?" Lin Wanxing was stunned, but she didn't expect Wang Fa to suddenly ask.　　"What about you? When will you go home and tomorrow will be Chinese New Year's Eve? Lin Wanxing asked him rhetorically.　　"Our family's family relationship is relatively indifferent, so we don't need to go back." Wang Fa said.　　"Is that so?" Lin Wanxing was surprised.　　"Where's Mr. Kobayashi?" Wang Fa asked.　　The winter nights are a bit wet and cold, and the weather forecast calls for a massive cooling and possibly snow.　　Lin Wanxing thought for a moment and replied: "My situation with the coach is not quite the same, I quarreled with my family. The noodles in the pot were still boiling, Wang Fa turned his head and looked at Lin Wanxing seriously.　　On a moonlit winter night, her hair was loosely pulled up. A hairpin is pinched in the sideburns. She may not have known it herself, but a lot of emotions flood her eyes when she talks about these things.　　Even if the surface is calm, the eyes are not deceiving.　　Wang Fa turned his head and gently stirred the instant noodles in the pot.　　"Why are you arguing?" 　　"Just ......" There was a soft sound of the wooden table beside her, Lin Wanxing was lying on the table, and every time she couldn't think of any way, she would subconsciously lie down.　　Her voice was soft and slow, and she said: "Because my parents are ordinary people, of course I am also an ordinary person, and many things are beyond their acceptance, and they don't believe and can't accept it, which is normal." "Sounds like a horror story." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing's chin slammed on the table, which was counted as a nod.　　At this point, there is only the crackling sound of carbon fire in the winter night.　　Students have things they don't want to say, and in the adult world, there are also a lot of problems that cannot be avoided and solved, which is normal and fine.　　Later, they talked about what to buy at the market tomorrow.　　Lin Wanxing introduced the flower market during the Spring Festival and said that she could take him to see it on the first day of the Lunar New Year.　　Wang Fa fished out the instant noodles, filled her with a bowl, and questioned: "The employees have worked hard for a semester, and the year-end bonus given by Mr. Lin is to visit the vegetable market?" Lin Wanxing's hand holding the chopsticks shrank back, looked at the instant noodles in his hand, and immediately became embarrassed.　　Lin Wanxing feels that although she and Wang Fa are not in a clear employment relationship. But how to say it, as the top leader of this team (self-styled), it is really rude to let Wang Fa buy vegetables and cook after the Spring Festival.　　So she gave Wang Fa two choices, a year-end bonus or a nearby place for a short trip.　　Wang Fa's choice is to eat and live on a short trip with a luxurious standard.　　Lin Wanxing waved her hand: Let's go!　　Choosing a destination is easy.　　Lin Wanxing took out the tourist map around Hongjing and let Wang Fa choose at will.　　The coach glanced at the map and pointed his finger at a blue lake.　　Wannan Village is in the southwest of Hongjing, backed by Xia Mountain and facing Tianxin Lake.　　"Negative yin and yang, back to the mountains and water".　　From the perspective of Feng Shui, this is the treasure of Feng Shui.　　It is true that most of the people in Wannan Village are surnamed Zhou.Thanks to the advantages of feng shui and the tradition of poetry and books, there were three champions in the village in ancient times, and there was an old ancestor in the Ming Dynasty, who lived in Guanglu and was the biggest official of the Zhou family.　　On Chinese New Year's Eve, Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa stood by Tianxin Lake.　　Sporadicly people sketch on the shore of the lake, outlining a light Spring Festival scene. The blue sky and white clouds reflect the surface of the lake, and the camphor trees and pines and cypresses on the shore are evergreen. On the other side of the lake, there are whitewashed walls and tiles, and it is a thousand-year-old ink painting village in the south of the Yangtze River.　　The lanterns on the eaves are flickering, the village is returning to their hometowns, and people come and go is a lively Spring Festival atmosphere.　　After the tour guide finished telling the history of Wannan Village, he began to talk about the history of water diversion and excavation of Tianxin Lake. It is said that there is an ancestor worship ceremony today, and they are lucky to see traditional folk activities.　　Lin Wanxing breathed in the cold and crisp air by the lake and took two scenic photos on the other side of the lake.　　At this moment, a WeChat reminder suddenly popped up.　　She clicked on it and saw that it was a photo of the locked door of the rooftop, sent by Qin Ao.　　She showed the photo to Wang Fa: "I said that I would have a seven-day holiday, and sure enough, "I was lucky to go out." The coach commented.　　Lin Wanxing sent the photo of Tianxin Lake she had just taken.　　Qin Ao really sent a voice message! Did you hang out with your coach? That's throwing us away!　　Lin Wanxing held down the voice button, and Wang Fa suddenly looked down at her. She then held up her phone and put it to Wang Fa's mouth.　　Yes.　　Wang Fa lowered his head slightly, leaned closer to the phone, and gently spit out two simple words from his thin lips.　　The warm breath blew onto Lin Wanxing's wrist.　　She subconsciously let go of her hand and sent a message.　　It was immediately gone, and the WeChat bell jingled.　　Qin Ao directly dialed a WeChat video, and Lin Wanxing could almost see the students jumping up and down.　　She raised her phone and looked at Wang Fa: "What should I do?" The cubs are too anxious. Wang Fa was very simple, and directly poked the red hang-up button on the WeChat call interface.　　Lin Wanxing comprehended. She put her phone on silent and stepped on the stone bridge into the village with Wang Fa.　　The lake breeze is slightly cool, but the sun is good.　　The ancestral hall of Wannan Village is in the middle of the other side of the lake.　　The left and right side halls are like exhibition halls, with old-fashioned looms and modern water jet looms, and photos hanging on the walls introduce the development history of the Zhou family.　　At that time, because of historical problems, Wannan Village was poor and white. After the reform and opening up, under the leadership of Mrs. Zhou Zhixian, she re-operated the weaving industry. Later, because of the problem that chemical fiber raw materials were stuck in the neck of foreign countries, the Zhou family was determined to enter the petrochemical industry, and currently has the world's largest PTA factory.　　Every time she visited Wannan Village, Lin Wanxing was forced to listen to the narrators introduce the history of the villagers' struggles.　　Now, most of the villagers have long since ceased to live in the village, and it has become a tourist attraction.　　But when the wanderer returned home during the Chinese New Year, there was another kind of fireworks inside and outside the village in southern Anhui.　　The main ancestral hall next door is lit with long incense, green smoke wafts over the horseback wall, and the plaque reads "Zhou's ancestral hall" with four big characters.　　The scale of ancestor worship in Wannan Village is not large.　　In the middle of the ancestral hall are many large bowls for sacrifices, with colorful pastries and other items inside.　　On the ground there were red and gold shredded paper that had fallen from the dragon and lion dances this morning, and a huge incense burner was placed in the patio, and red candles stood on both sides. Zodiac lanterns hang around the ancestral hall.　　When Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa walked in, a pair of parents brought their children who had just returned from college to offer incense.　　The suitcase was placed directly on the side of the pillar at the entrance of the ancestral hall. The girl took the incense from her mother, lit it, and bowed three times to the shrine.　　The narrator explained that in the past, there were many clan rules, and the whole clan was required to sacrifice together, and even foreign surnames were not allowed to step into half a step.　　Now stepping into a new era, the old lady said that there should be a new era of methods, everything is simple.　　Not only can anyone enter the ancestral hall.　　Villagers who return to the village during the Spring Festival can also come to offer incense at any time. In order to let the wanderers who go out have a sense of belonging to home.　　After the parents took their daughter to incense, they left together. The suitcase ran over the bluestone slab and drifted away.　　Wang Fa also followed the example of the family and took three incense sticks.　　Seeing this, the staff stopped Wang Fa: "Young man, we are from the village to worship our ancestors, and there is no need for tourists to make a big salute." Wang Fa tilted his head slightly and looked at the shrine not far away.　　Thinking that Comrade Wang Fa was going to come to Wannan Village by name, Lin Wanxing suddenly realized something: "Is this your hometown?" Wang Fa nodded and said to the staff next to him: "My grandmother is from Zhoujia Village. It dawned on the staff.　　Wang Fa put on incense, and the staff next to him chatted with them a few more words.　　Wang Fa talked about growing up abroad. When I was a child, I remember coming here with my grandmother to worship my ancestors, and I never came back.　　The staff asked Wang Fa if he had any relatives in the village, and enthusiastically said that he could take them to find someone.　　"Yes, yes." Wang Fa paused and glanced at Lin Wanxing.　　Lin Wanxing's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "You even have relatives living in the village, can we go to the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner?" "Yes, not only can you have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, but you can also receive a lot of red envelopes." Wang Fa paused, looked at her slightly, and said slowly, "Teacher Xiaolin wants to go, I can take you now." Lin Wanxing just wanted to nod, but suddenly snorted.　　She suddenly realized that this ...... Returning home for the New Year to eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and take red envelopes or something, it seems to have some other meaning?　　She immediately coaxed and waved her hand: "No, no, we are in Wannan Village, we still have to respond to Mrs. Zhou's call, everything is simple!" Eat whatever you want for Chinese New Year's Eve! Wang Fa showed some regret and praised her: "Teacher Xiaolin is very conscious.It was already afternoon when I arrived at Wannan Village.　　The village and the lake were big, and Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa walked through a few scenic spots under the guidance of the docent, and the sky gradually darkened.　　There are not many tourists on Chinese New Year's Eve, and after the narrator introduced Xingluo Lane, her mobile phone rang.　　On the other end of the phone was the voice of a child calling for his mother.　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa glanced at each other.　　After the commentator hung up the phone, Lin Wanxing asked: "Do you get off work at the specified time, or can you get off work after taking us?" "I used to get off work at five o'clock, but today is special, and the leader said that you can leave early." 　　"Then you can go home, and we'll just go shopping by ourselves." Lin Wanxing hurriedly said.　　Of course, the docent still wants to insist on taking them on the tour.　　Lin Wanxing excused herself that she couldn't walk, so she asked the docent to take them to a casual restaurant where they could eat.　　But...... 　　Restaurants in the Chinese New Year's Eve Scenic Area are not so easy to find.　　They asked a few restaurants near the lake in Wannan Village, and either they had already been decided, or the boss was willful and closed the store directly to accompany their families.　　As the sun sets, the surface of Tianxin Lake is sparkling.　　Lin Wanxing thinks it's not bad to go back to the hotel for a buffet.　　The docent then suggested, she said that her family opened a tavern, and although it was not open on Chinese New Year's Eve, if they didn't mind, they could go to their tavern and eat at will.　　At the beginning of the year, everyone will have some illusions about their life in the coming year.　　But for Lin Wanxing, she never thought that she would sit by the small window of a tavern near the lake on Chinese New Year's Eve.　　There were children by the lake who began to set off fireworks, and when night fell, the fires flickered.　　There are salted peanuts and edamame on the small square table with a sense of age, and the mother-in-law of the docent's family serves them all the dishes at home.　　It was a casual Chinese New Year's Eve meal.　　Across the table, there was a soft stabbing sound.　　Wang Fa opened a can of Coke.　　The tavern closed on Chinese New Year's Eve is a little cold, and the green bricks are slightly damp. The narrator's family lives upstairs, and the lively sound of children stepping on the floor sounds, so that there is a lively atmosphere in the real world.　　Lin Wanxing sighed in the palm of her hand, picked up the bowl full of coke, and touched Wang Fa lightly.　　Suddenly the surface of the lake was full of fireworks, and the bright light flashed on his face.　　Wang Fa's eyes were bright.　　There was a loud sound of thousands of reunions around, but it was quiet in the tavern.　　Soda jumps in the porcelain bowl, and the sound of "Happy New Year" is so loud that it seems to fill the universe.　　Lin Wanxing gulped two sips of Coca-Cola, took out a red envelope from his pocket, and put it in front of Wang Fa.　　He was surprised for a moment, but the moment he put his hand on the red envelope, he laughed helplessly.　　In the red envelope is a brand, which she bought when she visited the Land Temple in Wannan Village just now.　　There are two lines of words written on it, "Life is full of worries, and the years are always happy", and the red spikes tied with Chinese knots are tied below, which is full of folk festival atmosphere.　　"Improvised?" Wang Fa picked up the sign and looked at it for a while, rubbing his fingertips on the words "Land Temple in Wannan Village", as if to confirm whether the color would fade.　　"How can you say that you are buying, this is called 'begging'. And coach, are you saying this to cover up not buying me a New Year's gift! Lin Wanxing asked proudly.　　Wang Fa put down the brand, touched it in his pocket, and took out a red envelope.　　Following her example, Wang Fa pushed the red envelope in front of her.　　Lin Wanxing picked up the red envelope and opened it and found that there were several real money inside.　　Yes, there are 8 100 yuan bills in total, 800 yuan.　　She counted the money, and her face unconsciously smiled: "How embarrassing is this, it's actually a real red envelope!" "I'm more realistic." Wang Fa paused, and then said, "Xiaolin, don't be polite, after all, you will be even more embarrassed to take you home to receive it." ”

第94章 新年 　　林晚星和王法回到宏景， 已经是大年初二了。 　　回来的原因是天台上的菜得浇水了。 　　天气清冷。 　　新村小路上铺了一层红色炮竹碎屑，证明了新年的到来。 　　学生们差不多在他们回来的第一时间，就在天台集合。 　　大家的理由很多。 　　担心吃太多不利于保持“身材”， 觉得两天没训练影响体能水平， 陈江河甚至说只有在这边才想写作业！ 　　林晚星正在天台上晒着旅游买的土特产，竹竿上，红通通的腊肠挂了一整排。 　　透过腊肠的缝隙，男生们上蹿下跳的。 　　刚过新年，家里都喜欢给孩子穿点颜色鲜艳的衣服。男生们看上去兴高采烈，干劲十足的。 　　天气晴好， 天台上的白菜和大青菜显得色泽诱人。 　　就这样，明明说好是放到初五的春节假期，正式结束。 　　天台再度充满人气。 　　过完春节后的一些日子， 青超联赛将重新开赛。这也是学生们不愿过完春节假期， 非要赶着训练的原因。 　　只是过年期间， 每家都有事，人头也并不能很好凑齐。尤其是文成业， 连电话都打不通，据说是和爸爸妈妈去了国外。 　　可到了初五指定集合恢复训练的日子，文成业还未归队，电话也还是打不通。 　　秦敖终于小小爆发了下。 　　他们去文成业家的小楼， 却大门紧闭。大家急得给给文成业留了几次言，一直都没收到回复。 　　好像这个人就这样凭空消失了！ 　　其他学生一边痛骂文成业不负责任，一边又觉得文成业就是能做出这种事的人。 　　在不那么齐整地训练中，他们迅速迎来再次对阵禹州银象的日子。 　　推开小楼顶层天台门， 阴云将要压到人的眼角边上。天气预报预告了未来几日天气， 似乎是要下雪。 　　风很大， 举目所及，没有任何新春景象，草坪蒙着白霜，看不到新芽。 　　林晚星搓着手回房间，换上羽绒服。 　　再出门的时候，太阳升起了一些，从云层的缝隙中露出个头。 　　禹州有些远，在宏景边上。 　　边上的意思是指，早上八点出门，得坐三个半小时大巴，才能到达禹州银象基地。 　　学生们很久没有出省打过比赛，前两天还颇为兴奋地计划过。 　　林鹿出门时，在包里放了很多饼干和薯片，秦敖则带了火腿肠和香蕉，据说是垫饥好物。 　　这次比赛要出省，出于安全考虑，学校特地安排了钱老师一起带队。 　　毕竟王法是编外人员，林晚星只得答应。 　　男生们都准时到了，除了文成业。 　　林晚星照例拿着表格点数人数，喊到“文成业”的时候，仍是一片静默。 　　风呼呼地吹，好像随时随地都能渗进毛衣里。枝干湿漉漉的，但幸好没下雨。 　　大家迟缓地你看我我看你，才意识到文成业还没到。 　　“艹，文狗什么意思？” 　　“不会不来了吧？” 　　“不是吧？？？” 　　林晚星和王法对视一眼，拿出手机，给文成业打了个电话，电话关机。 　　不知不觉，她脑海中浮现出第一次带队时，文成业一声不吭放鸽子的情境。 　　文成业已经缺席多日训练，大家也急过，甚至都要去找替补了。只是祁亮前两天说，文成业回消息说会来，所以大家都暂时放下心来。 　　现在人没出现，祁亮自然而然被大家团团围住。 　　祁亮：“我又不是他爹，你们问我有用？” 　　“那不是你说的？” 　　“文狗耍我也不是没可能，你们这么天真？” 　　就在这时，学校大巴驶来。车在他们身边停下，带起一阵寒风。 　　车门打开，林晚星借机让学生们先上车，大家还在嚷嚷文成业真是狗改不了吃屎。 　　就在这时，电话突然响起，所谓一团乱麻大概就是这种情况。 　　电话那头是体育组的钱老师，说自己家里突然有事，学校安排了另外一位老师来，请他们在校门口再等等。 　　林晚星挂断电话，一回头，发现付新书还站在她身边。 　　“你先上去吧，外面冷。”林晚星看了看车窗里的学生们，示意付新书。 　　小付同学虽然平时软和，但脾气上来也像头牛一样。 　　“如果文成业不来怎么办？”付新书脸色很差。 　　“啊，不会吧？”林晚星盯着远处的四岔路口。 　　“为什么不会，他不在乎我们。”付新书很确定地说。 　　林晚星很少见这样的付新书，他固执到有些偏执。这些天的不完整训练，让好脾气的小付同学也急了。 　　汽车呼啸而过，林晚星和付新书两人等在路边。 　　“他就是这样，想踢就踢，不想踢就不踢，他根本不会管队友，训练也是，永远不会管别人在什么位置要怎么踢？他明明知道这次打禹州银象对我们小组赛出线有多重要，但他就是可以不来训练。”付新书一股脑地说着，抒发这些天来的情绪， 　　林晚星安静听完，思索了下，最后问他：“你有什么想法吗？” 　　男生看着他，目光中满是疑惑和烦闷：“我不知道啊老师。” 　　“你不满文成业，那对于我们这支球队来说，你有没有想过其他解决问题的方案呢？”林晚星很温和地问。 　　“什么方案？”付新书还是不解。 　　“简单来说，你是不是还想换其他人。”王法站在一旁听了段时间，倒是很言简意赅。 　　“陈卫东呢，能不能让陈卫东再回来，就下次比赛，让他来踢。”付新书突然抬头，看着他们。 　　“陈卫东已经有一个多月没有参加训练了。如果你们确定下场打永川恒大需要他回来的话，我们可以一起去沟通下。” 　　远处的四岔路口空无一人，连车也没有，静得可怕：“还是你的意思是，今天文成业不来的话，我们现在去找陈卫东？” 　　付新书没有说话。 　　林晚星几不可闻地叹了口气。 　　男生踢了下地面：“我就想赢球。其实你一直想让我们自己理解，足球不一定就是为了胜利，但我不懂那么多，我就想赢。” 　　林晚星有些无奈：“误会了，我可没那个意思。” 　　“算了。”付新书最终吐出了这两个字，“我们估计就这样了。” 　　少年眉心轻蹙，因为文成业加入后的不断争斗，仿佛都夹出了川字皱纹。 　　上一次付新书和她用严肃而绝望的语气谈未来，似乎还是他们刚开始的时候。 　　那时付新书认为，他们不能再这么下去。 　　如果不踢球，大家不在一起，未来真的什么都没有了。 　　然后他们艰难地组织起现在这么个队伍，一步步跌跌撞撞走来，直到今天，他们还会因为最简单的人员问题，陷入困境。 　　林晚星想了一段时间，轻轻呵了呵因为拿着签名版而逐渐冰冷的手指，上面文成业的名字还空着。 　　冷风呼啸，一辆的士飞驰而来。林晚星顺势看去，一记重而响的刹车声后，的士停下。 　　车门打开，有人走下。 　　林晚星循声望去，忽然呆住。 　　那是宏景八中的大红人，金子阳。 　　“金老师，你怎么来了？”林晚星问。 　　“本来钱老师要陪你们，但是突然家里有事，我就自告奋勇了。”金子阳说。 　　路边再度安静下来，林晚星抬头，坐在大巴车里的学生们露出一种奇怪审视的目光。 　　林晚星再下意识看了眼王法。 　　王法倒是神色如常。 　　金子阳目光扫过大巴车，问：“你们人齐了吗林老师，外面这么冷，怎么不去车里等？” 　　林晚星：“有位叫文成业的学生还没到。” 　　金子阳：“他有说什么时候能到吗？” 　　林晚星摇了摇头：“电话打不通。” 　　金子阳拿出手机：“我给他妈妈打个电话。” 　　林晚星愣了下，说：“我刚打过，没人接。” 　　可她话还没说完，金子阳的电话已经拨出。 　　没想到，这次电话应该很快接通。 　　金子阳单手插袋，下意识往旁边走了几步，避开他们，站在行道树旁。 　　从林晚星的角度，能看到金子阳脸上挂着轻松闲适的笑容，显得和电话那头的人关系热络。 　　不多时，他挂断电话回来，很轻松地说：“文成业马上来，家里有点小事，耽搁了。” 　　付新书绷了许久的脸终于和缓下来。 　　金子阳说，他以前做过文成业的私人家教，所以和文家比较熟。 　　“那老师你知道文成业过年出去干嘛了吗，他好多天没来训练了。” 　　“倒也没有这么熟。”金子阳微微笑道。 　　文成业来得很晚。 　　当司机师傅都忍不住问她“学生们究竟什么时候到齐，空调一直开着耗油”时，文成业才踏上大巴。 　　男生穿着很厚的羽绒服，脸色很白。半张脸都压在围巾里。他冷漠地看了眼大巴里的其他球员，自顾自找了空位坐下，没有因为迟到而道歉，也没有和任何人说话。 　　“新年好。”林晚星笑着和学生打了招呼。 　　文成业却只向她投来淡漠一瞥。 　　此情此景，被大巴里其他学生们看在眼里，大家都有些冒火。 　　车内开着空调，气氛湿热，像一桶混在一起的炸药，虽然因为受潮，可能也不容易点着，但指不定会什么时候突然爆炸。 　　大巴驶出城市，上了高速。无论开始时大家多期待和永川恒大的比赛。出发前的焦虑等待和后三个小时车程，仍足以消磨很多情绪。 　　文成业一个人坐在大巴最后那排，两边座位都空着。窗外是冬天特有的黄色小土坡，上面扒拉着草皮，看起来还处于湿哒哒的冬雨氛围中，未曾阴干。 　　学生们开始吃了一路零食，春游似的，现在在车上摇着摇着都困了，大巴也就安静下来。 　　林晚星本来和王法坐在一起。 　　高速小堵车时，她站起来溜达了下，发现最后排的文成业一人黑着脸。 　　林晚星看出他不舒服，让司机师傅在前面休息区停下。 　　金子阳热情地招呼男生们，说自己请客。男生们一个接一个下车。 　　林晚星回头一瞥，发现文成业还坐在后座上。 　　“晕车吗？”林晚星问。 　　文成业黑着脸，不说话。 　　“还是早上不舒服？吃的东西有问题。” 　　“要不要下车透透气？” 　　可无论她怎么问，文成业都缄默不语。 　　林晚星没有办法，只能把文成业身边的窗户打开。 　　“等下上高速，冷的话你自己关窗。”她这么说。 　　下去放风的学生们又再回来。他们手里拿着各式各样的食物。有烤肠、豆腐干还有经典高速粽子，车厢内一下被丰富的气味填满。 　　但这种快乐，显然不属于文成业。 　　车辆启动，林晚星再次坐回前排。 　　她看着快乐进食的学生们，开玩笑似地对王法说：“崽子们也太好被收买了。” 　　“小林老师坚定信念就行。”王法说。 　　“那我肯定坚定啊。”林晚星冲王法敬了个礼。然后回头看向车厢最后。 　　文成业往旁边挪了两格，正坐到窗边吹风。
Chapter 94 New Year Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa returned to Hongjing, and it was already the second day of the Lunar New Year.　　The reason for coming back was that the vegetables on the rooftop had to be watered.　　The weather was cold.　　The new village path is paved with a layer of red firecracker crumbs, which proves that the new year has arrived.　　The students gathered on the rooftop almost as soon as they returned.　　There are many reasons for this.　　Worried that eating too much is not conducive to maintaining his "figure", and feeling that not training for two days will affect his physical fitness level, Chen Jianghe even said that he only wants to do his homework here!　　Lin Wanxing was basking on the rooftop of the souvenirs he bought for tourism, and on the bamboo poles, there was a whole row of red sausages.　　Through the gaps in the sausages, the boys jumped up and down.　　Just after the New Year, the family likes to dress their children in brightly colored clothes. The boys looked elated and motivated.　　The weather is fine, and the cabbage and greens on the rooftop look attractive.　　In this way, it was clearly said that it was the Spring Festival holiday on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and it officially ended.　　The rooftop is once again full of popularity.　　Some days after the Chinese New Year, the Youth Super League will restart. This is also the reason why students are reluctant to spend the Spring Festival holiday and have to rush to train.　　It's just that during the Chinese New Year, every family has something to do, and the number of people is not very good. Especially Wen Chengye, he couldn't even get through on the phone, and it was said that he went abroad with his parents.　　But on the day of the fifth day of the junior high school to resume training, Wen Chengye had not yet returned to the team, and the phone still couldn't get through.　　Qin Ao finally broke out slightly.　　They went to Wen Chengye's small building, but the door was closed. Everyone was so anxious that they left a few words for Wen Chengye, but they never received a reply.　　It's as if this person just disappeared out of thin air!　　The other students scolded Wen Chengye for being irresponsible, and at the same time felt that Wen Chengye was the one who could do such a thing.　　In the less neat training, they quickly ushered in the day of the Yuzhou Silver Elephant again.　　Push open the roof door on the top floor of the small building, and the clouds will press down on the corner of people's eyes. The weather forecast predicts the weather for the next few days, and it seems to be snowing.　　The wind was very strong, as far as the eye could see, there was no scene of the new year, the lawn was covered with hoarfrost, and there were no new shoots in sight.　　Lin Wanxing rubbed her hands and went back to the room and changed into a down jacket.　　When I went out again, the sun rose a little, peeking out of the gaps in the clouds.　　Yuzhou is a little far away, on the edge of the grand view.　　The meaning of the side is that when you go out at eight o'clock in the morning, you have to take a bus for three and a half hours to reach the Yuzhou Silver Elephant Base.　　The students hadn't played a game outside the province for a long time, and they were quite excited about planning it two days ago.　　When Lin Lu went out, he put a lot of biscuits and potato chips in his bag, and Qin Ao brought ham sausages and bananas, which were said to be good things for hunger.　　This competition is going out of the province, and for safety reasons, the school specially arranged for Mr. Qian to lead the team.　　After all, Wang Fa was a supernumerary, so Lin Wanxing had to agree.　　The boys all arrived on time, except for Wen Chengye.　　Lin Wanxing counted the number of people in the table as usual, and when she shouted "Wen Chengye", there was still silence.　　The wind was blowing, as if it could seep into the sweater anytime and anywhere. The branches were wet, but luckily it didn't rain.　　Everyone looked at me and I looked at you slowly, only to realize that Wen Chengye had not yet arrived.　　", what do you mean by Wengou?" 　　"You won't come, will you?" 　　"Isn't it???" 　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa glanced at each other, took out their mobile phones, and called Wen Chengye, and the phone was turned off.　　Unconsciously, she remembered the situation in her mind that when she led the team for the first time, Wen Chengye did not say a word about the pigeons.　　Wen Chengye has been absent from training for many days, and everyone is in a hurry, and they even have to find a substitute. It's just that Qi Liang said two days ago that Wen Chengye replied that he would come, so everyone was temporarily relieved.　　Now that no one has appeared, Qi Liang is naturally surrounded by everyone.　　Qi Liang: "I'm not his father, you ask me if it's useful?" "That's not what you said?" 　　"It's not impossible for Wengou to play me, you are so naïve?" 　　Just then, the school bus arrived. The car stopped beside them, sending a cold wind.　　The car door opened, and Lin Wanxing took the opportunity to let the students get in the car first, and everyone was still shouting that Wen Chengye really can't change his.　　At this moment, the phone suddenly rang, and the so-called mess was probably the case.　　On the other end of the phone was Mr. Qian from the physical education group, saying that there was a sudden incident at home, and the school arranged for another teacher to come and ask them to wait at the school gate.　　Lin Wanxing hung up the phone, and when she turned around, she found that Fu Xinshu was still standing beside her.　　"You go up first, it's cold outside." Lin Wanxing looked at the students in the car window and motioned for a new book.　　Although Xiaofu is usually soft, his temper is also like a cow.　　"What if Wen Chengye doesn't come?" Fu Xinshu's face was very bad.　　"Ah, wouldn't it?" Lin Wanxing stared at the four-way intersection in the distance.　　"Why not, he doesn't care about us." Fu Xinshu said with certainty.　　Lin Wanxing rarely sees such a new book, he is stubborn to the point of being a little paranoid. The incomplete training these days has made the good-natured Xiaofu anxious.　　The car roared past, and Lin Wanxing and Fu Xinshu were waiting on the side of the road.　　"He's like that, he can play when he wants, he doesn't play if he doesn't want to, he doesn't care about his teammates at all, he doesn't care about training, he never cares how someone else plays in what position? He obviously knows how important it is for us to qualify for the group stage this time, but he just doesn't have to come to training. Fu Xinshu said in one go, expressing his emotions these days, Lin Wanxing listened quietly, thought about it, and finally asked him, "Do you have any ideas?"The boy looked at him, his eyes full of doubts and annoyance: "I don't know, teacher." "You are dissatisfied with Wen Chengye, so for our team, have you thought of other solutions to solve the problem?" Lin Wanxing asked very gently.　　"What's the plan?" Fu Xinshu is still puzzled.　　"To put it simply, do you still want to change someone else?" Wang Fa stood aside and listened for a while, but he was very concise and to the point.　　"What about Chen Weidong, can you let Chen Weidong come back, just let him play in the next game." Fu Xinshu suddenly raised his head and looked at them.　　"Chen Weidong hasn't been in training for more than a month. If you are sure that Yongchuan Evergrande needs him to come back in the next game, we can communicate together. The four forks in the distance were empty, not even cars, and it was terrifyingly quiet: "Or do you mean, if Wen Chengye doesn't come today, we will go to Chen Weidong now?" Fu Xinshu did not speak.　　Lin Wanxing sighed almost inaudibly.　　The boy kicked the ground: "I just want to win." Actually, you've always wanted us to understand that football isn't necessarily about winning, but I don't know that much, I just want to win. Lin Wanxing was a little helpless: "I misunderstood, I didn't mean that." "Forget it." Fu Xinshu finally spit out these two words, "We guess that's it." The young man's eyebrows frowned, because of the continuous fighting after Wen Chengye joined, it seemed that there were wrinkles in Sichuan characters.　　The last time Fu Xinshu talked to her about the future in a serious and desperate tone, it seemed to be when they first started.　　At that time, Fu Xinshu thought that they could not go on like this.　　If you don't play football and you don't stay together, there's really nothing left for the future.　　Then they struggled to assemble the team they are now in, stumbling step by step, and to this day, they are still in trouble because of the simplest personnel problems.　　Lin Wanxing thought for a while, and gently sighed at his fingers that were gradually cold because he was holding the signed version, and the name of Wen Chengye on it was still empty.　　The cold wind howled, and a taxi sped by. Lin Wanxing took advantage of the situation, and after a heavy and loud brake sound, the taxi stopped.　　The door opened, and someone stepped down.　　Lin Wanxing followed the prestige and suddenly froze.　　That's the big red man in Hongjing No. 8, Jin Ziyang.　　"Mr. Jin, why are you here?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Originally, Mr. Qian wanted to accompany you, but suddenly there was something at home, so I volunteered." Jin Ziyang said.　　The roadside was quiet again, Lin Wanxing looked up, and the students sitting in the bus showed a strange scrutinizing gaze.　　Lin Wanxing subconsciously glanced at Wang Fa again.　　Wang Fa looked as usual.　　Jin Ziyang's eyes swept over the bus and asked, "Are you all together, Mr. Lin, it's so cold outside, why don't you wait in the car?" Lin Wanxing: "There is a student named Wen Chengye who has not yet arrived. Jin Ziyang: "Did he say when he would be able to arrive?" Lin Wanxing shook her head: "The phone can't get through." Jin Ziyang took out his mobile phone: "I'll call his mother." Lin Wanxing was stunned for a moment and said, "I just called, but no one answered." But before she finished speaking, Jin Ziyang's phone had already dialed.　　Unexpectedly, this call should be answered quickly.　　Jin Ziyang put one hand in his pocket, subconsciously walked a few steps to the side, avoided them, and stood next to the street tree.　　From Lin Wanxing's point of view, you can see Jin Ziyang with a relaxed and leisurely smile on his face, and he seems to have a warm relationship with the person on the other end of the phone.　　After a while, he hung up the phone and came back, and said very easily: "Wen Chengye is coming soon, there is a little matter at home, and it is delayed." Fu Xinshu's face, which had been tense for a long time, finally eased up.　　Jin Ziyang said that he had previously worked as a private tutor for Wen Chengye, so he was more familiar with the Wen family.　　"Then teacher, do you know what Wen Chengye is doing when he goes out for the New Year, he hasn't come to train for many days." 　　"It's not that familiar." Jin Ziyang smiled slightly.　　Wen Chengye came late.　　When the driver couldn't help but ask her, "When will the students arrive, and the air conditioner has been on to consume fuel", Wen Chengye stepped on the bus.　　The boy was wearing a very thick down jacket and his face was very pale. Half of his face was pressed into a scarf. He looked indifferently at the other players in the big bus and sat down without apologizing for being late or talking to anyone.　　"Happy New Year." Lin Wanxing greeted the students with a smile.　　Wen Chengye only threw an indifferent glance at her.　　This situation was seen by the other students in the bus, and everyone was a little angry.　　The air conditioner was turned on in the car, and the atmosphere was hot and humid, like a bucket of explosives mixed together, although it may not be easy to light because of moisture, but it may not be easy to explode at some point.　　The bus drove out of the city and got on the highway. No matter how much everyone is looking forward to the game with Yongchuan Evergrande at the beginning. The anxious wait before departure and the three-hour drive after the ride are still enough to kill a lot of emotions.　　Wen Chengye sat alone in the last row of the bus, and the seats on both sides were empty. Outside the window is a small yellow dirt slope unique to winter, on which the grass is pulled, and it looks like it is still in a wet winter rain atmosphere, and it has not dried out.　　The students began to eat snacks all the way, like a spring outing, and now they are sleepy when they are rocking and rocking in the bus, and the bus is quiet.　　Lin Wanxing was originally sitting with Wang Fa.　　When there was a small traffic jam at the highway, she stood up and walked down, and found that Wen Chengye in the back row had a black face.　　Lin Wanxing saw that he was uncomfortable and asked the driver to stop in the front rest area.　　Jin Ziyang greeted the boys warmly and said that he was in for a treat. The boys got off one by one.　　Lin Wanxing glanced back and found that Wen Chengye was still sitting in the back seat.　　"Motion sickness?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　Wen Chengye had a black face and did not speak.　　"Still uncomfortable in the morning? There is something wrong with what to eat. "Do you want to get out of the car and get some air?" 　　But no matter how she asked, Wen Chengye was silent.　　Lin Wanxing had no choice but to open the window beside Wen Chengye.　　"Wait on the highway, if it's cold, you can close the window yourself." She said so.　　The students who went down to let the wind go back again. They have all kinds of food in their hands. There are grilled sausages, dried tofu and classic high-speed rice dumplings, and the interior of the carriage is filled with rich smells.　　But this kind of happiness obviously does not belong to Wen Chengye.　　The car started, and Lin Wanxing sat back in the front seat again.　　She looked at the students who were happily eating, and jokingly said to Wang Fa, "The cubs are too good to be bought." "Mr. Kobayashi just has firm beliefs." Wang Fa said.　　"Then I'm sure I'm firm." Lin Wanxing saluted Wang Fa. Then look back at the end of the carriage.　　Wen Chengye moved two squares to the side and was sitting by the window to blow the wind.

第95章 冷雾 　　禹州地势偏低， 四面环山，气候比宏景更加阴冷潮湿。这种潮湿是没有亲临此地，所无法想象的。 　　禹州银象基地的球场在一片山坳间， 因此向远处看去， 整个世界都笼罩在一片冬日薄雾中。 　　林晚星走下大巴，呼吸间都是湿重的水气。 　　男生们推搡着下车，文成业坐在最后，很自然也是最后一个下车的。 　　组委会人员在报到处等候，林晚星按照惯例签到。其他学生们由金子阳带领，熙熙攘攘往更衣室走去。 　　文成业走得很慢。金子阳并没因为和文成业认识而刻意等他照顾他。 　　林晚星和王法站在路边等了一会儿， 男生才拖着步子过来。他脸色还是不好，看来车上吹冷风不管用。 　　“晕车了吗？”林晚星也落在后面，和大部队隔了很远的距离， 问男生。 　　文成业仍旧一言不发， 目光左右四顾， 像在忍耐着什么。 　　“想吐的话，可以去厕所， 更衣室附近应该就有。”王法提醒道。 　　文成业明显反胃了下，这个年龄段的男生大多很要面子，更何况还是文成业。 　　王法不再说什么，他和文成业走到更衣室门口， 最后说：“如果不舒服的话，就一个人在外面透透气。” 　　门忽然打开。 　　更衣室门口摆着盒饭和几箱矿泉水，是组委会提供的餐饮。秦敖带头在扛，他们搬水搬盒饭， 忙忙碌碌。 　　王法在更衣室里展开白板， 开始常规的赛前准备环节。 　　林晚星出去和组委会人员交接事宜， 回来后看了圈屋子，发现文成业果然不在。 　　更衣室里充斥着盒饭味，男生们刚掏出来的球鞋乱扔。加之更衣室门窗关闭，又开了空调，整个屋子很够味。 　　林晚星点了圈人头，发现付新书也不在，文成业好像还没回来。 　　她于是转头出门找人。 　　天气寒冷，禹州银象俱乐部里也空荡荡的。她在更衣室和球场周围转了一圈，没看到人，正当她顺着路标，准备转回更衣室时，看到了球场另一侧的洗手间标识。 　　前方是一片小树林，仿佛有山野间的冷雾弥漫。 　　“这场比赛对大家真的很重要，不管你对我有什么意见，这次都请你认真踢！” 　　付新书略带狠劲儿的声音从树林缝隙传来。 　　林晚星停住脚步。 　　文成业还是秉持着黑脸不说话的传统，转身要走。 　　付新书在他身后，继续说：“你不能不听指挥了，我们这次被淘汰，就真的没机会晋级了。” 　　文成业一言不发，在擦身而过的瞬间，付新书拉住他的胳膊。 　　说时迟那时快，文成业一把抓住付新书脑后的头发，微微低头。 　　总之在林晚星的角度看去，文成业确实是恶狠狠地拽住了付新书的头发，少年疼得仰头，让林晚星不由得倒吸一口凉气。 　　只见文成业嘴唇翕动，仿佛说了什么。随后像甩垃圾似地甩开付新书。 　　付新书一个没站稳，栽倒在地。 　　她刚想拔腿过去，身后却有声音跑得比她还快。 　　“操你大爷文成业！” 　　“干嘛呢你！” 　　秦敖和郑飞扬的声音骤然响起。 　　郑飞扬扶起付新书，秦敖已经用力一把推开文成业。 　　眼看秦敖就要和文成业扭打在一起，林晚星赶忙跑过去。 　　她一把拉住秦敖的拳头 　　秦敖怒目圆睁，很不可思议：“你他妈要劝架？”他妈的他都动手打人了，你还要偏他？” 　　林晚星愣了下，思考片刻，说：“理论上说，我一直希望你们自由自治，所以如果你们要打架就应该让你们自由地打？” 　　秦敖怒目圆睁：“现在是研究你那教育理念的时候吗？” 　　“想清楚一些事情还是有用的，比如你看，文成业对付新书动手，那么还手的应该是付新书，这才合理……” 　　就这么打岔的当口，文成业头也不回走了。 　　秦敖对着文成业的背影吵吵嚷嚷，林晚星松开了他。 　　“我他妈早看出你偏文狗了。” 　　“这废物都打人了，你也不管他！” 　　“可是我平等地不管你们每个人啊。”林晚星用平和的语气宽慰秦敖。她说完，又转头去看付新书。 　　少年的脸苍白，整张脸都皱着。 　　林晚星：“你慢慢活动一下，看看身体有没有问题？” 　　付新书还是像沉浸在惊惧之中，始终无法回神。 　　秦敖见状，整个人都快气炸。 　　郑飞扬也极度不爽：“文成业这逼什么意思，几天不来训练也就算了，踢个比赛搞得全世界都欠他丫的是吧！” 　　“算了。”就在这时，付新书虚弱的声音响起。 　　他兀自强撑精神，在地上跳了跳，说：“还是好好比赛吧。” 　　天气湿冷，周遭寂静，似乎还能听到球场上的哨音和跑动声。 　　林晚星知道秦敖包括付新书，他们都很难受。 　　他们好不容易有无比远大的梦想和目标，想认真做很多事情，却骤然发现，很多事情也不是他们想怎样就能怎样的。 　　所以他们愤怒、难过、想发泄，想改变文成业，可什么也做不了。 　　林晚星和学生们一起回更衣室。 　　推开更衣室的门，文成业不在里面。 　　付新书衣服有点脏，头发乱糟糟，脸色也不好。 　　更衣室里的其他学生们见此情景，很自然猜到是他们在外面又发生了一些事情。 　　其他男生们把秦敖围住，问东问西。 　　秦敖直接把文成业对付新书动手的事情和其他学生们说了。 　　“艹，文狗凭什么这么嚣张？” 　　“老付他是不是针对你，上次也是比赛前搞事！” 　　大家瞬间群情激奋。 　　金子阳发挥了带队老师的作用，在一旁劝同学们以大局为重，团结起来。 　　林晚星对此习以为常，不管他们，而是坐到王法身边。 　　王法在很多时候都非常安静。 　　就算在现在嘈杂的更衣室里，无论周围多吵闹，他都好像身处一片独立空间，可以不为所动。 　　正好组委会又来发了两箱水，学生们都围着秦敖声讨文成业，无人在意。 　　王法很自然地站起来去搬水，林晚星也跟着出去。 　　屋外还是薄雾笼罩，远处的山丘泛着冬日的土黄色，深吸一口山间的空气，都有透心的凉意。 　　更衣室的门关上，四周霎时静下，林晚星站在王法身边，忽然也觉得平静。 　　“打架了？”王法扯开包装袋，从里面抽出瓶矿泉水递给她。 　　林晚星把付新书之前和她的谈话，以及他和文成业的争执，给王法低声复述了一遍。 　　“恩。” 　　王法听完，做总结陈词，用词非常简练干净。 　　林晚星用力点头，希冀般地看着王法。 　　可她等了半天，王法也没有什么别的说法。 　　林晚星吐了口气，袅袅白雾从她鼻息间轻轻飘散。男生们吵闹和痛骂文狗的声音，正从更衣室门后传来。 　　虽然付新书说了很多，但林晚星很清楚问题并不只在这里。 　　就像陈卫东为什么走？ 　　他说是因为体育生其他项目冲突，但谁都知道，这是个借口罢了。 　　本质还是因为他们实力不够，输了比赛，为了缓解输球的痛苦，大家开始互相责怪，有了嫌隙和摩擦。 　　这种嫌隙和摩擦是团队合作项目固有的，文成业的存在，可能只是给了其他人更充分的“我们赢不了”的理由。 　　山野间雾气飘摇，或许她说些话，管管文成业，能让文成业暂时“听话”，让大家齐心协力。 　　但就算做到这些，她也没办法达成他们真正想要的东西赢下比赛。 　　有这种颠覆魔力的人，恐怕只有王法。 　　王法大概也很清楚她在想什么，他靠在更衣室外的墙上，双手抱臂，很闲适地看向远处雾气缭绕的山。 　　“教练有什么指示吗？”她问王法。 　　“其实没有。”王法倒是很干脆，也并不是在逗她。 　　“大家想要的都是胜利，就算是文成业，也想赢的吧？”林晚星说。 　　“小林老师不一直认为，对于足球来说，有东西超越胜利？”王法反问。 　　“你怎么和文成业一样啊。”林晚星无奈地笑了下，“我就是想出一道比较搞脑子的寒假作业而已，不代表我持什么确定观点啊。” 　　“真的吗？”王法转头看她，青年人浅淡的眼眸里有幽黑深意，“那你就当，是我想看看，有没有那样的东西吧。”他说。 　　午后，山野间的薄雾消散一些。 　　可天气还是很冷，空气湿冷沉重，学生们穿着长袖长裤又觉得热。 　　林晚星裹紧羽绒服，站在球场边。她踩在草皮上，脚下格外湿滑。 　　禹州银象的队员们比他们到场更早，这里是他们的主场。 　　借助主场优势，禹州银象青年队员们精神旺盛，底气十足。 　　前三轮比赛，禹州银象的队员们只拿到了一分。这让他们出线形势非常危急，这场面对宏景八中的比赛，对他们来说不容有失。 　　可对客场作战的宏景八中的球员们来说，这也是场同样不容有失的比赛。 　　天上看不到太阳，很像现在队里的气氛。 　　文成业一直没有回更衣室，所以他们只有10名选手到达球场。 　　学生们觉得文成业态度恶劣，根本就没好好比赛的意思。他们都憋着股气，甚至连付新书也没说出要去找找文成业的话。 　　可到了球场，大家开始热身，又左顾右盼，显得有些忐忑。 　　“老大，要不我去找文狗？”林鹿试探着问秦敖。 　　“你是不是纯傻逼？去找他？” 　　“那没人踢比赛了啊。”林鹿说。 　　“那就我们10个人呗，反正文狗在不在也没两样。”秦敖很嚣张，可是四处张望的眼神，还是出卖了他。 　　“在不在都是输，确实没差。”祁亮双手抱在脑后，很无所谓地说。 　　“你什么意思？我们上回没赢禹州银象是怎么滴，就你小子长他人志气灭自己威风？” 　　“哈哈，你真威风。”祁亮笑。 　　“真当老子不敢打你是么？”秦敖攥紧拳头。 　　“更威风了。”祁亮吹了个口哨。 　　秦敖横眉怒目，拳头挥到半空中。 　　但下一刻，他突然定住，死死盯住球场前方。 　　顺着他视线看去，有人出现在球场入口。 　　能对秦敖瞬间施法的人，只有文成业一个。 　　远远看去，文成业的身影仿佛在似雾非雾的轻薄空气里浮现而出，他背后是禹州起伏的山峦。 　　让林晚星想起那种只有某种动物纪录片里才会有的猎犬，似乎叫灵缇。它们皮毛黝黑光亮，有细长的耳朵和桀骜的眼神。 　　好像天生独来独往，从不与任何人亲近。 　　只是在文成业出现的一瞬间，整个队伍气氛又再度凝结。 　　男生们站在一起，没有人愿意和这个无故缺席训练又欺负队友的人说话。 　　寒风湿冷，哨音响起。 　　抛开其他因素不谈，林晚星还是很喜欢带学生们来球场，看他们踢比赛的。 　　当尖锐的哨音响起，学生们开始在球场上奔跑，好像一切都变得专注而简单起来。 　　争吵、纷争都如同奔跑时从耳畔飞速流去的风，被暂时抛之耳后。 　　禹州银象积分压力巨大，几近淘汰边缘。 　　这场比赛对他们同样至关重要。按照常理来说，压力会使人急迫，然而在球场上，禹州银象的球员们却表现得异常稳健。 　　他们配合默契，跑位频繁，每次传球都抢先落位，积极有效。整个队伍像一个整体，编织成一张进退有度的网。 　　这让林晚星有种错觉，仿佛她的学生们是这张渔网上挣扎的鱼苗，被完全掌握住了。 　　和第一场交手时比起来，禹州银象这时才展现出他们应有的实力。他们不急不躁的态度，让林晚星很确定，今天的禹州银象和上次完全不同。 　　“禹州银象这次好像脱胎换骨了，好厉害啊。”林晚星坐在长椅上，裹紧羽绒服，转头对王法说。 　　王法转头看了看隔壁的教练席，对她说：“他们准备充分，心态也比上次更稳定。” 　　这是对对手的高度评价了。 　　就在他们说话时，一旁观赛的金子阳突然神情一紧。 　　只见球场上，禹州银象的传递寻找到了一个空档，他们的边锋带球从肋部插入，将球挑传到禁区中路。 　　郑飞扬在中路补位，后点则由文成业把守，然而文成业并却没有尽忠职守防守后点，他在郑飞扬上去补位后，选择前插，跑出了禁区。 　　郑飞扬在争抢中，没能赢过对方中锋。禹州银象中锋险险地将球顶了一下，皮球被摆渡飞到了后点。后点上，禹州银象前锋如刀锋般插入，跟进接球，无人防守的他轻松起脚。 　　足球划过一道鬼魅般的弧线，就这样飞入球门。 　　林晚星倒吸一口凉气，没想到这粒进球如此快速简洁。 　　雾气淤积，草色不清，雨将下未下。 　　人的胸口也像堵着湿重的棉花，有些呼吸不过来。 　　禹州银象的球员们并未庆祝这粒进球，而是快速向中线集合，等待重新开球。 　　裁判哨声响起，示意进球有效。 　　门将冯锁同学捡起足球，他把球抛给秦敖，眼神却死死盯着文成业。 　　作为门将，没人比冯锁清楚刚才文成业失位造成的问题。原本文成业站在后点，整个防线并没有什么漏洞，然而文成业却放弃了自己的位置离开了禁区，让禹州银象的进球变得无比轻松。 　　秦敖接过球，直接冲文成业开骂：“不想踢可以滚！” 　　场下，林晚星并没有听到学生们的具体对话。 　　但当秦敖托着足球走到文成业面前的刹那，她完全可以感到那种宛如实质的紧张，气氛仿若冰窖，两人随时可能大打出手。 　　她不由得紧张起来。 　　一旁，金子阳也同样感受危机：“这要喊暂停吗？” 　　林晚星愣了下，没想到金子阳会这么问。 　　“足球比赛原则上不允许暂停。”王法很平静地解释了一句。 　　“那他们要是打起来这么办？”金子阳问。 　　“打起来？球场斗殴是严重的违规事件，他们会被红牌罚下。”王法语气依然平和，他停顿了下继续说，“因为场上非足球范畴的冲突性质恶劣，他们还会被追加停赛。” 　　王法说这些话时很冷酷，冷酷得仿佛这并不是他执教的球队。 　　林晚星若有所思：“如果有人被罚下，我们下场打永川恒大岂不是凑不满人了？” 　　金子阳有些瞠目结舌，不理解为什么她任由事态发展却不予以阻止。 　　球场上，秦敖的拳头最终没有落下。他只是再度严肃警告文成业，然后将球摆回球场正中。 　　重新开球。 　　已经1-0领先的禹州银象，并无任何焦躁情绪。他们仍进退有序，完全没有1-0领先或碾压弱队时的放浪进攻。 　　说实话，这样如潮水般令人窒息的攻势，林晚星只在他们同永川恒大比赛中见过。 　　禹州银象特点是团队。 　　“这是他们最出色的地方，从某种意义上说，禹州银象更像成年队而不是青年队。”王法表现得并不很在意球场局势，而是在她提问后，继续解释起禹州银象的特点。 　　“成年队？” 　　“成年队的目标是成为一个整体，去获得团队的胜利。团队的收益永远在个人之上。”王法回答说。 　　“青年队不是这么踢的吗？”林晚星一愣。 　　“青年队是生意。”王法声音很平静。 　　山谷间的风吹拂过林晚星的耳畔，她呵出的白气，在球场边轻轻飘散。不知道为什么，很多话由王法说出口，更容易让人心冷下来。 　　生意是什么呢？ 　　是发掘队伍中最出色的球员，围绕他构建球队，把他塑造成最耀眼的明星，最后卖出大价钱。 　　林晚星看向球场。 　　无论场上还是场下，这支球队其实都处于一种空洞和迷茫的状态，阴云密布，未必能等到阳光真正落下的那一刻。 　　局势看似复杂多变，但大抵只是顺着一个方向平推。宏景八中的球员们似乎还在禹州银象队织就的大网中努力挣扎。 　　至连文成业也老实了许多。 　　他开始在防线上老老实实地当一个后卫，而不是按照自己意愿跑位，随意乱冲上去，任凭身后露出巨大的破绽。 　　可杯水车薪、螳臂当车，大概说的就是这样的抵抗。 　　很快，禹州银象再度取得进球。 　　他们连续在禁区内完成了三次射门尝试，前两次被郑仁和付新书先后用身体封堵，但第三次的射门，还是攻破了宏景八中的大门。 　　足球落入球网，轻轻滚下。 　　2-0 　　林晚星在学生们的跑动中，看出了麻木。 　　中场休息时，学生们擦着汗。 　　林晚星只能在冰冷的球场边给他们鼓劲。 　　“我觉得我们防守好很多！”她试图说道。 　　“被直接灌了三个球也叫防守好？” 　　“也没有继续扩大优势啊。” 　　“而且就算0-3落后，下半场踢回来就行。” 　　“怎么可能踢得回来。”秦敖冷冷说道。 　　“就算踢不回来，也可以靠防守，不再让比分扩大。”付新书裹着大毛巾，冬天中场时，保暖是重中之重，可他看上去还是冷。他嘴唇颤动着，看着文成业，艰难地吐出这些话来。 　　文成业却没有回答。 　　但比赛的崩塌，确实很像冬天的降温。 　　前一天还以为天气回暖，但当你第二天打开窗时，世界完全被银白色覆盖住。 　　下半场开局，禹州银象再度发起进攻。 　　那是一个从边路直接打到禁区内的起球。这种传中进攻的效率并不高，但禹州银象的配合却极其默契。 　　并且这是下半场刚开始，宏景八中的学生们还没从场下冰冷的环境中恢复过来。 　　他们的思维和行动都处于一种麻木状态，禹州银象的突然变速，让他们根本无法反应。 　　他们先是看着足球飞过，随后开始奔跑补位。 　　林鹿从禁区外跑回禁区，准备参与防守。 　　足球在空中飞行的速度有点慢，付新书一边抬头观察，一边脚下迅速移动。 　　文成业在做着同样的事情。 　　所有队友的注意力也都在球上。 　　下一刻，文成业和付新书同时接近了一个地点，然后他们一同起跳…… 　　然而，他们两人都没顶到球。 　　下一刻，草皮湿滑，文成业脚下打滑，竟直直地冲付新书撞去。 　　身体撞击的闷声在球场响起，紧接着，文成业和付新书痛苦的喊声响彻了整个球场。 　　中卫智会上来一脚将球远远地踢了出去。 　　足球落到了禹州银象队员的脚下，对方稍微犹豫了一下，将球踢出了场外。 　　裁判吹响暂停哨音，林晚星和王法已经跑上了球场。 　　付新书抱着脚踝打滚，而文成业则跌坐在地，扶住额头。 　　“怎么样，没事吧？”林晚星急切地问。 　　王法弯下腰，伸手摸了摸付新书的脚踝，检查一番。 　　“去拿冰袋。”王法对她说。 　　林晚星赶忙冲到场下，拿了冰袋和夹板。 　　男生们都围在付新书周围，个个神情焦急。 　　王法检查后，将冰袋敷在付新书脚踝上。 　　“怎么样？”林晚星又问了一遍。 　　“我的判断，应该没太大的事。主要是落地失去了缓冲，但建议还是去医院检查一下。”王法说。 　　“这么严重吗？” 　　听到医院两字，秦敖顿时怒目圆睁，他过去直接冲文成业吼道：“故意的吧你！” 　　文成业扶着额头，似乎还沉浸在冲撞的震荡中，并未第一时间反应过来。 　　付新书脸上还有草屑，现在抱着脚踝，痛苦之情溢于言表。 　　文成业坐在草地上，身上满是灼热的汗水和冰冷的泥土，他抬头看着秦敖，什么话也没有说。 　　林晚星手上还握着冰袋。 　　她将冰袋按在付新书的脚踝上，手指僵硬疼痛，被冬天的冷风一吹，她忍不住打了个激灵。 　　裁判的声音响起；“宏景八中的球员，是否要更换替补上场。” 　　“我们没有替补球员。”林晚星对裁判说。 　　裁判皱着眉头，看向空落落的席位。 　　“是现在场上没有替补，还是在更衣室，你要去叫一下？”裁判很吃惊。 　　林晚星摇了下头。 　　“正常名单上都会有替补球员，是没跟着一起来吗。” 　　“对，因为在外省比赛没想到会有突发状况，所以替补球员没有跟着一起过来。”林晚星赶忙致歉。 　　“那比赛你们准备怎么办？” 　　像施加了什么静止魔法。学生们面面相觑，原本与文成业争吵的怒火瞬间消退。 　　付新书虚弱的声音响起：“我们继续踢吧，我应该还行，敷敷冰袋感觉好多了。” 　　闻言，林晚星看向王法。 　　寒风中，王法面色冷峻而坚决。 　　他站起来，抬头，看向裁判：“我们需要带球员去医院检查，这场比赛，我们弃权。” 　　王法言辞简洁，但有不容质疑的威力。 　　林晚星和王法相处日久，深知王法为人。他对大部分事情都表现得淡漠且无所谓，时常不置可否，态度琢磨不定。 　　这几乎是他第一次明确的表态。 　　学生们都被镇住。 　　林晚星看了看天。 　　不知为何，听到“弃权”两个字的时候，她有种莫名的轻松感觉。 　　好像不知不觉就走到这一步，但也只能这样了。 　　男生们都站在风里。山野间雾气如水般弥漫散开，仿佛再也看不见前路。
Chapter 95: Cold Fog Yuzhou is low, surrounded by mountains, and the climate is more cold and humid than Hongjing. This kind of humidity is unimaginable without being here.　　The stadium at the Yuzhou Silver Elephant Base is in a mountain col, so looking into the distance, the whole world is shrouded in a winter mist.　　Lin Wanxing stepped off the bus, and her breath was full of wet and heavy moisture.　　The boys pushed and shoved to get out of the car, and Wen Chengye sat at the end, naturally he was also the last to get off.　　The organizing committee staff waited at the registration desk, and Lin Wanxing signed in as usual. The other students, led by Jin Ziyang, bustled to the locker room.　　Wen Chengye walked very slowly. Jin Ziyang didn't deliberately wait for him to take care of him because he knew Wen Chengye.　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa stood on the side of the road and waited for a while before the boy dragged his steps over. His face is still not good, and it seems that the cold wind blowing in the car does not work.　　"Motion sickness?" Lin Wanxing also lagged behind, separated from the large army at a long distance, and asked the boys.　　Wen Chengye still didn't say a word, his eyes looked left and right, as if he was enduring something.　　"If you want to vomit, you can go to the toilet, and there should be one near the locker room." Wang Fa reminded.　　Wen Chengye was obviously sick to his stomach, most of the boys in this age group are very face-saving, not to mention Wen Chengye.　　Wang Fa didn't say anything more, he and Wen Chengye walked to the door of the locker room, and finally said, "If you are uncomfortable, you can breathe outside alone." The door suddenly opened.　　There are boxed lunches and a few boxes of mineral water at the door of the locker room, which are the catering provided by the organizing committee. Qin Ao took the lead in carrying it, they were carrying water and lunches, and they were busy.　　Wang Fa unfolded the whiteboard in the locker room and began the regular pre-match preparations.　　Lin Wanxing went out to hand over the matter with the organizing committee staff, and when she came back, she looked at the circle room and found that Wen Chengye was really not there.　　The locker room was filled with the smell of boxed lunches, and the boys' freshly pulled out sneakers were thrown around. In addition, the doors and windows of the dressing room were closed, and the air conditioning was turned on, and the whole room was very smelly.　　Lin Wanxing nodded and found that Fu Xinshu was not there, and Wen Chengye didn't seem to have come back yet.　　She turned around and went out looking for someone.　　The weather was cold, and the Yuzhou Silver Elephant Club was empty. She walked around the locker room and around the pitch and saw no one, and just as she followed the signs and was about to turn back to the locker room, she saw the restroom sign on the other side of the pitch.　　Ahead is a small forest, as if there is a cold mist in the mountains.　　"This game is really important to everyone, no matter what you think of me, please play seriously this time!" 　　Fu Xinshu's slightly ruthless voice came from the cracks in the woods.　　Lin Wanxing stopped.　　Wen Chengye still adhered to the tradition of black-faced and not spoken, and turned around to leave.　　Fu Xinshu was behind him and continued: "You can't help but listen to the command, we are eliminated this time, and we really have no chance of being promoted." Wen Chengye didn't say a word, and at the moment when he passed by, Fu Xinshu grabbed his arm.　　said that it was too late and that it was fast, Wen Chengye grabbed the hair on the back of Fu Xinshu's head and bowed his head slightly.　　In short, from Lin Wanxing's point of view, Wen Chengye really grabbed Fu Xinshu's hair viciously, and the young man looked up in pain, which made Lin Wanxing gasp.　　I saw Wen Chengye's lips move, as if he had said something. Then he threw off the new book like garbage.　　Fu Xinshu didn't stand firm and fell to the ground.　　She was about to pull her legs over, but a voice behind her ran faster than her.　　"Fuck your uncle, Wen Chengye!" 　　"What are you doing!" 　　Qin Ao and Zheng Feiyang's voices suddenly sounded.　　Zheng Feiyang picked up Fu Xinshu, and Qin Ao had already pushed Wen Chengye away.　　Seeing that Qin Ao was about to scuffle with Wen Chengye, Lin Wanxing hurriedly ran over.　　She grabbed Qin Ao's fist Qin Ao's eyes widened angrily, very incredible: "You want to fight?" "He's fucking beating people, and you're still going to favor him?" 　　Lin Wanxing was stunned, thought for a moment, and said, "Theoretically, I have always wanted you to be free and self-governing, so if you want to fight, you should be allowed to fight freely?" Qin Ao's eyes widened angrily: "Is now the time to study your educational philosophy?" "It's still useful to think about some things clearly, for example, you see, Wen Chengye is dealing with new books, then it should be paid for new books, which is ......reasonable." 　　At the moment of such a fork, Wen Chengye did not go back.　　Qin Ao shouted noisily at Wen Chengye's back, and Lin Wanxing let go of him.　　"I've seen you're a dog." 　　"This waste has beaten people, and you don't care about him!" 　　"But I don't care about each of you equally." Lin Wanxing comforted Qin Ao in a calm tone. After she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Fu Xinshu.　　The boy's face was pale, and his whole face was wrinkled.　　Lin Wanxing: "You move slowly to see if there is anything wrong with your body?" Fu Xinshu was still immersed in fear, and he couldn't come back to his senses.　　Seeing this, Qin Ao's whole person was about to explode.　　Zheng Feiyang was also extremely unhappy: "What does Wen Chengye mean by this, it doesn't matter if he doesn't come to train for a few days, the whole world owes him a game!" "Forget it." At this moment, Fu Xinshu's weak voice sounded.　　He bothered himself and jumped on the ground, saying, "Let's have a good game." The weather was cold and wet, and there was silence all around, and it seemed that you could still hear the whistle and running on the field.　　Lin Wanxing knew that Qin Ao and Fu Xinshu were all very uncomfortable.　　They finally have incomparably lofty dreams and goals, and want to do many things seriously, but suddenly find that many things are not what they want to do.　　So they are angry, sad, want to vent, want to change Wen Chengye, but they can't do anything.　　Lin Wanxing went back to the locker room with the students.　　Pushing open the door of the locker room, Wen Chengye was not inside.　　Fu Xinshu's clothes are a little dirty, his hair is messy, and his face is not good.　　When the other students in the locker room saw this, it was natural to guess that something was going on outside again.　　The other boys surrounded Qin Ao and asked questions.　　Qin Ao directly told the other students about Wen Chengye's handling of the new book.　　"Damn, why is Wengou so arrogant?" 　　"Is Lao Fu him targeting you, last time he was also doing trouble before the game!" 　　Everyone was instantly excited.　　Jin Ziyang played the role of leading the team and persuaded the students to focus on the overall situation and unite.　　Lin Wanxing was accustomed to this, ignoring them, but sitting next to Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa is very quiet a lot of the time.　　Even in the noisy locker room now, no matter how noisy it is, he feels like he is in a separate space and can not be moved.　　It just so happened that the organizing committee came to distribute two more boxes of water, and the students all surrounded Qin Ao to denounce Wen Chengye, and no one cared.　　Wang Fa naturally stood up to carry water, and Lin Wanxing also went out.　　Outside the house is still shrouded in mist, and the hills in the distance are tinged with winter earthy yellow, and taking a deep breath of the mountain air makes it feel cool.　　The door of the locker room was closed, and the surroundings were quiet for a moment, and Lin Wanxing stood beside Wang Fa, and suddenly felt calm.　　"Got into a fight?" Wang Fa tore open the bag, took out a bottle of mineral water from it and handed it to her.　　Lin Wanxing whispered to Wang Fa the conversation he had with her before Fu Xinshu and the dispute between him and Wen Chengye.　　"Yes." 　　After listening to it, Wang Fa made a summary statement, and the words were very concise and clean.　　Lin Wanxing nodded vigorously and looked at Wang Fa hopefully.　　But she waited for a long time, and Wang Fa didn't have anything else to say.　　Lin Wanxing exhaled, and the curling white mist gently drifted away from her snort. The sound of the boys arguing and scolding Wen Gou was coming from behind the locker room door.　　Although Fu Xinshu said a lot, Lin Wanxing knew very well that the problem was not only here.　　Like why did Chen Weidong go?　　He said it was because of the conflict between sports students and other sports, but everyone knew that it was just an excuse.　　The essence is that they lost the game because they were not strong enough, and in order to alleviate the pain of losing, everyone began to blame each other, and there were dislikes and frictions.　　This kind of dislike and friction is inherent in teamwork projects, and the existence of Wen Chengye may just give others a more sufficient reason to "we can't win".　　The fog is shaking in the mountains and wilderness, maybe she will say something and manage Wen Chengye, so that Wen Chengye can be temporarily "obedient" and let everyone work together.　　But even if she did, she couldn't achieve what they really wanted to win the game.　　The only person who has this kind of subversive magic is probably Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa probably knew exactly what she was thinking, and he leaned against the wall outside the locker room, crossed his arms in his hands, and looked leisurely at the misty mountain in the distance.　　"Does the coach have any instructions?" She asked Wang Fa.　　"Not really." Wang Fa was very simple, and he wasn't teasing her.　　"What everyone wants is to win, even if it's Wen Chengye, they want to win, right?" Lin Wanxing said.　　"Doesn't Mr. Kobayashi always think that for football, there is something beyond victory?" Wang Fa asked rhetorically.　　"Why are you the same as Wen Chengye." Lin Wanxing smiled helplessly, "I just came up with a more brainy winter vacation homework, which doesn't mean that I have any definite views." "Really?" Wang Fa turned his head to look at her, and there was a dark meaning in the young man's shallow eyes, "Then you should be, I want to see if there is such a thing." He said.　　In the afternoon, the mist in the mountains cleared a little.　　But the weather was still very cold, the air was damp and heavy, and the students felt hot in their long sleeves and long pants.　　Lin Wanxing wrapped her down jacket tightly and stood on the side of the court. She stepped on the turf, and her feet were exceptionally slippery.　　The players of Yuzhou Silver Elephant arrived earlier than them, and this is their home stadium.　　With the help of the home advantage, the young players of Yuzhou Silver Elephant are full of spirit and confidence.　　In the first three rounds, the players of Yuzhou Silver Elephant only scored one point. This makes their qualification situation very critical, and this match against Hongjing No. 8 Middle School cannot afford to miss out.　　But for the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, who are playing away, this is also a game that cannot be missed.　　There is no sun in the sky, much like the atmosphere in the team right now.　　Wen Chengye never returned to the locker room, so they only had 10 players to arrive at the court.　　The students felt that Wen Chengye had a bad attitude and had no intention of competing at all. They were all holding their breath, and they didn't even say that they were going to find Wen Chengye when they paid for the new book.　　But when they arrived at the court, everyone began to warm up, and they looked left and right, looking a little apprehensive.　　"Boss, why don't I go find Wengou?" Lin Lu asked Qin Ao tentatively.　　"Are you a pure idiot? Go to him? "There's no one to play anymore." Lin Lu said.　　"Then there are 10 of us, anyway, it doesn't matter if Wengou is not there." Qin Ao was very arrogant, but the eyes looking around still betrayed him.　　"It's not bad to lose if you're not there." Qi Liang clasped his hands behind his head and said indifferently.　　"What do you mean? We didn't win the Yuzhou silver elephant last time, how did you drip, just your kid grew up with other people's ambition to destroy his prestige? "Haha, you're so imposing." Qi Liang smiled.　　"If I really don't dare to beat you, do you?" Qin Ao clenched his fists.　　"It's more imposing." Qi Liang whistled.　　Qin Ao raised his eyebrows and swung his fist into the air.　　But the next moment, he suddenly froze, staring at the front of the court.　　Following his line of sight, someone appeared at the entrance of the stadium.　　The only person who can cast spells on Qin Ao in an instant is Wen Chengye.　　From a distance, Wen Chengye's figure seemed to emerge in the light air that seemed to be foggy, and behind him was the undulating mountains of Yuzhou.　　reminds Lin Wanxing of the kind of hunting dog that can only be found in certain animal documentaries, which seems to be called a greyhound. Their fur is dark and shiny, with elongated ears and unscrupulous eyes.　　It seems to be born alone, never close to anyone.　　It's just that the moment Wen Chengye appeared, the atmosphere of the whole team condensed again.　　The boys stood together, and no one wanted to talk to this man who was absent from training for no reason and bullied his teammates.　　The wind was damp and cold, and the whistle sounded.　　Putting other factors aside, Lin Wanxing still likes to bring students to the stadium and watch them play.　　When the shrill whistle sounds, the students start running around the field, as if everything has become focused and simple.　　Quarrels and strife are like the wind that rushes through your ears when you run, and you are temporarily left behind your ears.　　Yuzhou Silver Elephant has huge pressure on points and is on the verge of elimination.　　This game is also crucial for them. According to common sense, pressure can make people urgent, but on the court, the players of Yuzhou Silver Elephant performed exceptionally steadily.　　They work well together, run frequently, and get in position first with every pass, which is positive and effective. The whole team is like a whole, weaving into a net of advance and retreat.　　This gave Lin Wanxing the illusion that her students were struggling fry in this fishnet, completely mastered.　　Compared with the first match, Yuzhou Silver Elephant only showed their due strength at this time. Their unhurried and impatient attitude made Lin Wanxing very sure that today's Yuzhou Silver Elephant was completely different from last time.　　"Yuzhou Silver Elephant seems to have been reborn this time, it's so powerful." Lin Wanxing sat on the bench, wrapped her down jacket tightly, and turned her head to Wang Fa and said.　　Wang Fa turned his head to look at the coach's bench next door and said to her: "They are well prepared and have a more stable mentality than last time. This is a high evaluation of the opponent.　　Just as they were talking, Jin Ziyang, who was watching the game from the sidelines, suddenly looked nervous.　　On the pitch, the pass of Yuzhou Silver Elephant found a gap, and their winger inserted the ball from the ribs and picked the ball to the middle of the penalty area.　　Zheng Feiyang filled in the middle, and the back point was guarded by Wen Chengye, but Wen Chengye did not do his duty to defend the back point, he chose to step forward after Zheng Feiyang went to fill the position, and ran out of the penalty area.　　Zheng Feiyang failed to win against the opponent's center in the scramble. The Yuzhou Silver Elephant center narrowly topped the ball, and the ball was ferried to the back point. At the back point, the Yuzhou Silver Elephant striker inserted like a blade, followed up to catch the ball, and he easily got off his feet when he was unguarded.　　The soccer ball flew in a ghostly arc and flew into the goal.　　Lin Wanxing gasped, she didn't expect this goal to be so fast and concise.　　The fog is silting, the grass is not clear, and the rain is not yet falling.　　The people's chests are also like wet and heavy cotton, and some of them can't breathe.　　The players of the Yuzhou Silver Elephants did not celebrate the goal, but quickly gathered on the halfway line and waited for the restart.　　The referee's whistle blows to signal that the goal is valid.　　Goalkeeper Feng Suo picked up the football, he threw the ball to Qin Ao, but his eyes were fixed on Wen Chengye.　　As a goalkeeper, no one knows better than Feng Suo the problems caused by Wen Chengye's dislocation just now. Originally, Wen Chengye stood at the back point, and there were no loopholes in the entire defense line, but Wen Chengye gave up his position and left the penalty area, making Yuzhou Silver Elephant's goal extremely easy.　　Qin Ao took the ball and scolded Wen Chengye directly: "If you don't want to kick, you can get out!" Off the field, Lin Wanxing did not hear the specific conversation of the students.　　But when Qin Ao walked in front of Wen Chengye with the football, she could feel the tension like a substance, the atmosphere was like an ice cellar, and the two could fight at any time.　　She couldn't help but get nervous.　　On the side, Jin Ziyang also felt the crisis: "Do you want to call a pause?" Lin Wanxing was stunned, she didn't expect Jin Ziyang to ask like this.　　"Football matches are not allowed to be suspended in principle." Wang Fa explained very calmly.　　"And what if they start fighting?" Jin Ziyang asked.　　"Fighting? Stadium brawls are serious violations and they are sent off with a red card. Wang's tone remained calm, and he paused to continue, "Because of the bad nature of the conflict in the non-football area on the field, they will also be suspended. Wang Fa said these words coldly, as if this was not the team he was coaching.　　Lin Wanxing thought thoughtfully: "If someone is sent off, won't we be dissatisfied with Yongchuan Evergrande when we go down?" Jin Ziyang was a little dumbfounded, not understanding why she allowed things to unfold and did not stop them.　　On the court, Qin Ao's fist did not fall in the end. He just sternly warned Wen Chengye again, and then swung the ball back into the middle of the court.　　Rekick off.　　Yuzhou Silver Elephant, which has a 1-0 lead, does not have any anxiety. They were still in order, and there was no swaggering attack when they were 1-0 up or crushing the underdogs.　　To be honest, such a suffocating offensive like a tide, Lin Wanxing has only seen it in their match with Yongchuan Evergrande.　　Yuzhou Silver Elephant is characterized by teamwork.　　"That's what makes them the best thing, and in a sense, the Yuzhou Silver Elephants are more like an senior team than a youth team." Wang Fa didn't care much about the situation on the court, but after she asked questions, she continued to explain the characteristics of Yuzhou Silver Elephant.　　"Senior team?"The goal of the senior team is to come as a whole and win as a team. The benefits of the team are always higher than the individual. Wang Fa replied.　　"Isn't that how the youth team plays?" Lin Wanxing was stunned.　　"The youth team is business." Wang Fa's voice was calm.　　The wind in the valley blew through Lin Wanxing's ears, and the white air she exhaled gently drifted on the side of the court. I don't know why, a lot of words are said by Wang Fa, which is easier to make people's hearts cold.　　What is the business?　　It's about discovering the best players in the team, building the team around him, shaping him into the brightest star, and finally selling it for a big price.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the court.　　Whether on or off the field, this team is actually in a state of emptiness and confusion, cloudy, and may not be able to wait for the moment when the sun really sets.　　The situation may seem complex and volatile, but it is probably just going in one direction. The players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School still seem to be struggling in the big net woven by the Yuzhou Silver Elephants.　　Even Wen Chengye is much more honest.　　He began to be an honest defender in the defensive line, rather than running as he wanted and rushing up at will, leaving huge holes behind him.　　can be a drop in the bucket, and the mantis arm is a car, which is probably such resistance.　　Soon, Yuzhou Silver Elephant scored again.　　They completed three consecutive attempts in the penalty area, the first two were blocked by Zheng Ren and Fu Xinshu with their bodies, but the third shot still broke through the gate of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School.　　The ball falls into the net and rolls down gently.　　2-0 Lin Wanxing saw numbness in the running of the students.　　During the intermission, the students wiped their sweat.　　Lin Wanxing could only cheer them on the side of the cold court.　　"I think we're a lot better defensively!" She tried to say.　　"Being directly poured three balls is also called good defense?" 　　"I didn't continue to expand my advantage." 　　"And even if you're 3-0 down, just come back in the second half." 　　"How can you get it back?" Qin Ao said coldly.　　"Even if you can't kick back, you can rely on defense and don't let the score expand again." Fu Xinshu was wrapped in a big towel, and in the middle of the winter, keeping warm was the top priority, but he still looked cold. His lips trembled, looking at Wen Chengye, and spitting out these words with difficulty.　　Wen Chengye did not answer.　　But the collapse of the game is indeed very much like the cooling of winter.　　The day before I thought it would be warmer, but when you open the window the next day, the world is completely covered in silvery white.　　At the beginning of the second half, Yuzhou Silver Elephant attacked again.　　It was a kick from the flank straight into the box. The efficiency of this kind of cross attack is not high, but the cooperation of Yuzhou Silver Elephant is extremely tacit.　　And this is the beginning of the second half, and the students of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School have not yet recovered from the cold environment off the field.　　Their thoughts and actions were in a state of numbness, and the sudden change in speed of the Yuzhou Silver Elephant made them unable to react at all.　　They watched the football fly by, then started running to fill in the space.　　Lin Lu ran back to the penalty area from outside the penalty area, ready to participate in the defense.　　The speed of the football flying in the air was a little slow, and Fu Xinshu moved quickly under his feet while looking up to observe.　　Wen Chengye is doing the same thing.　　The attention of all teammates is also on the ball.　　The next moment, Wen Chengye and Fu Xinshu approached a location at the same time, and then they jumped together...... 　　However, neither of them hit the ball.　　The next moment, the turf was slippery, Wen Chengye's feet slipped, and he actually hit Fu Xinshu directly.　　The muffled sound of body impact sounded on the court, and then the painful shouts of Wen Chengye and Fu Xinshu resounded throughout the court.　　The centre-back came up and kicked the ball far away.　　The football fell to the feet of the Yuzhou Silver Elephant player, and the opponent hesitated a little and kicked the ball off the field.　　The referee blew the timeout whistle, and Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa had already run onto the court.　　Fu Xinshu rolled around his ankles, while Wen Chengye sat on the ground and held his forehead.　　"How's it going, are you alright?" Lin Wanxing asked eagerly.　　Wang Fa bent down, reached out and touched Fu Xinshu's ankle to check it.　　"Go get the ice packs." Wang Fa said to her.　　Lin Wanxing hurriedly rushed to the field and took ice packs and splints.　　The boys all gathered around Fu Xinshu, all looking anxious.　　After Wang Fa's examination, an ice pack was applied to Fu Xinshu's ankle.　　"How?" Lin Wanxing asked again.　　"My judgment shouldn't be too much. The main thing is that the landing loses the buffer, but it is recommended to go to the hospital for a check-up. Wang Fa said.　　"Is it so serious?" 　　Hearing the word hospital, Qin Ao's eyes suddenly widened with anger, and he went over and yelled directly at Wen Chengye: "Deliberately, you!" Wen Chengye held his forehead, as if he was still immersed in the shock of the collision, and did not react immediately.　　Fu Xinshu still had grass clippings on his face, and now he was holding his ankles, and the pain was beyond words.　　Wen Chengye sat on the grass, covered with scorching sweat and cold soil, he looked up at Qin Ao and didn't say anything.　　Lin Wanxing was still holding an ice pack in her hand.　　She pressed the ice pack on Fu Xinshu's ankle, her fingers were stiff and painful, and she couldn't help but feel excited when she was blown by the cold wind of winter.　　The referee's voice rang out; "The players in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, whether they want to replace the substitutes." 　　'We don't have substitutes. Lin Wanxing said to the referee.　　The referee frowned and looked at the empty seats.　　"Is there no substitute on the field now, or is it in the dressing room, and you're going to call it?" The referee was surprised.　　Lin Wanxing shook her head.　　"Normally, there will be substitutes on the list, didn't they come along?" 　　"Yes, because I didn't expect an emergency to play in other provinces, the substitute players didn't come along." Lin Wanxing hurriedly apologized.　　"What are you going to do about the competition?" 　　Like some static magic was applied. The students looked at each other, and the anger that had been arguing with Wen Chengye instantly subsided.　　Fu Xinshu's weak voice sounded: "Let's keep kicking, I should be okay, I feel much better with an ice pack." Hearing this, Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa.　　In the cold wind, Wang Fa's face was cold and resolute.　　He stood up, looked up and looked at the referee: "We need to take the players to the hospital for a check-up, this game, we abstained." Wang Fa's words are concise, but they have unquestionable power.　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa have been together for a long time, and they know that Wang Fa is a human being. He is indifferent and indifferent to most things, often noncommittal and uncertain.　　This is almost the first time he has made a clear statement.　　The students were suppressed.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the sky.　　For some reason, when she heard the word "abstain", she had an inexplicable sense of relief.　　It seems that it has come to this point unconsciously, but it can only be like this.　　The boys are standing in the wind. The mist spread like water in the mountains, as if there was no way forward.

第96章 寒雨 　　拳头重重砸上脸颊。 　　文成业擦着嘴唇， 眼眸直勾勾地看着秦敖，挑衅说：“我肯定是故意的，那不然呢？” 　　学生们没有在球场上打起来吃红牌禁赛， 这是因为王法果断的决定。 　　但愤怒是不会消减的， 当他们扶着付新书回到更衣室，还是又起争执。秦敖替付新书出头，让文成业给付新书道歉。 　　文成业冷笑了下。 　　这种把付新书当垃圾的态度，彻彻底底激怒了秦敖。 　　一切情绪在此刻倾泻而出，他一把拽住文成业的衣领：“你丫装什么！前年的帐还没跟你算，真当大家都忘了？” 　　他边骂边揍。 　　文成业脸颊肿得很快， 当然文少爷从不是能吃亏的主，所以他反手一记重拳，狠狠砸上秦敖腹部。 　　秦敖霎时闷了， 什么话也说不出。他松开文成业衣领， 痛得缓缓弯下了腰。 　　文成业站直身子， 眯着眼睛，看向更衣室里所有人。目光中没有任何温度。 　　付新书整个人裹着毛巾， 露出一截纤细的手腕。也不知是痛得还是冻得，他整个人都在发抖。 　　俞明急了：“艹你妈的！还敢还手了你！”他冲上去一把推开文成业，文成业脊背重重砸上更衣柜，脸上的冷酷面具也终于碎裂开来。 　　刺骨的风刮过， 山野上空湿冷云雾快速流动，噼里啪啦的雨点杂落在更衣室的窗棱上。 　　林晚星感到自己仿佛被包裹在鼓膜中，有人在周遭剧烈擂鼓。 　　说不清是混战还是单方面碾压。 　　更衣室的空间里充斥这拳脚和辱骂声。 　　学生们打得拳拳到肉，结结实实。 　　林晚星不知所措地退到角落， 呼吸困难， 混乱中， 仿佛有冰水一样的东西滴在她天灵盖上。 　　她不经意地看向更衣室一隅。 　　在那里，王法插袋而立，正注视着更衣室中正在发生的一切。 　　目光平和疏淡，有如静水。 　　耳朵里，好像还有嘶吼时的隆隆声。 　　但地板已变成洁白如雪的医院地砖。 　　禹州市人民医院，大厅。 　　医院老旧，但大厅人流如织。 　　秦敖将付新书在长椅上放下。 　　林晚星去挂号窗口前排队。 　　前面排着些人。 　　大概一个多小时前，男生们还是在更衣室打了起来。具体的过程，对林晚星来说就像手擦过的铅笔画，边缘都是混乱模糊的碳粉。 　　她只知道，金子阳最后把文成业劝走出去透透气，他们则带付新书来医院检查。剩下的学生放心不下付新书，都跟来了。 　　林晚星看着自己手心。可能因为室外下雨天气湿冷，她的手还在轻轻颤抖。 　　肩头被轻拍了拍，林晚星猛一抬头，发现一张清俊而凝重的面孔，好像是王法。 　　“你怎么在这儿？”话说出口，她就意识到问题。 　　王法：“付新书说挂号可能要用身份证，让我拿来给你。” 　　低头，手指间露出白色卡面，果然是付新书的身份证。 　　林晚星伸手接过，在触碰到卡片的瞬间，她的手却被一把握住。 　　手掌宽大，掌心温热粗粝，林晚星忍不住打了个战。 　　她僵在原地，像是从水底挣出一样，周围忽然出现了嘈杂的声音。 　　病人、家属、医护人员的对话声声响涌入耳膜。头顶医院暖风吹拂，消毒水味弥漫。 　　林晚星深深吸了口气，开始咳嗽。 　　王法轻轻拍了拍她的背，他们隔着半臂距离，她的额头不知不觉在他肩头上点了几下。 　　冲锋衣领口按扣冰冰凉凉。 　　刺鼻的消毒水充斥整个肺部，她终于有了那么点重新活过来的感觉。 　　“我没事，就外面太冷了。”林晚星重新站直身体。 　　“你去坐吧，我来挂号。”王法深深看了她一眼，最后只是这么说。 　　付新书坐在门诊大厅的椅子上，其他人站在他旁边，保镖似地拱卫着。 　　王法很快挂号回来，带他们穿过一处门，从门诊大厅来到急诊外科。 　　急诊外科能算上医院最忙碌的科室之一。 　　救护车陆续送来病人，医护人员奔跑忙碌，监护仪器声音间或响起。 　　还有低沉而痛苦的哀鸣声。 　　付新书坐在医院租借的轮椅里，有些被这个阵势吓到。 　　“老师，其实我脚不怎么疼了，回去冰敷两天就行。”慌不择路地，付新书这么说。 　　林晚星蹲在他面前：“还是看看吧，你这么慌啊，以前踢球没受过伤来医院吗？” 　　“啊？”付新书脸色又白了，“我……踢球的时候没有。” 　　他这么说。 　　“操他妈的。”那么多人里，不知谁偷偷骂了一句。 　　王法推着付新书进诊室。医生检查完，他们很快出来，开了单子，要去拍X光片。放射科外都是人，王法将挂号单在医院机器上扫描，看了她一眼。 　　林晚星会意，安排学生们在相对较远的走廊呆着，不影响其他人就诊，然后走过去。 　　“前面还有多少个？”林晚星问。 　　“十几个，应该不会太慢。”王法答。 　　“怎么了？” 　　“付新书一年多前跖骨骨折过。”王法说。 　　林晚星回过头，人群中，男生坐在轮椅上，背对他们，身形单薄。 　　她和王法重新回到学生们跟前。 　　走廊安静，有那么段空白时间，他们十二个人，谁都没有说话。 　　雨水扑打着医院的窗棂，顺着玻璃淌下。 　　秦敖用手大力搓了把脸，突然疼得喊出声。 　　他面容扭曲，疼得龇牙咧嘴，不过因为皮肤黑，所以脸上和文成业打架的伤痕看上去也不明显。 　　“要不给你也挂个号？”林晚星问。 　　“艹，给文狗挂还差不多，老子还能让他那花拳绣腿给伤着？”秦敖咧着嘴说。 　　“这就想文成业了？不过暂时没法给他挂，金老师说带文成业坐高铁先回去了。” 　　“老师你太恶心了。”秦敖做了个想吐的动作。 　　随后又是沉默。 　　“他早该滚了。”陈江河低声说了一句。 　　“早知道就不该让他来，狗改不了吃屎。” 　　“我就知道没好事。” 　　学生们抱怨着。 　　可能突然又来到温暖的地方，剧烈运动后的疲惫就此涌现。他们一个一个挨着墙，边吐槽文成业，边不由自主靠着墙壁，坐到地上。 　　王法选了个能看到CT室的角度，也跟着坐下来。 　　学生们你一言我一语，话渐渐地多起来。 　　林晚星就听他们烦烦躁躁地说着，讲很多很多。 　　“老师……” 　　不知谁突然喊了一声。 　　聊天时总是会有这样的情况，所有人都安静下来，一时间气氛停在那里，而接下来的问题会非常突兀地转折。 　　“嗯？”林晚星应道。 　　“我们以后怎么办？” 　　低沉、暗哑，说话声音不是来自于那几位活跃的球员。林晚星看过去，平素沉默寡言的智会同学，正抱着膝盖，歪着头看她。 　　思索片刻，林晚星说：“你是想问，‘你们以后怎么办’，还是‘你们以后和文成业怎么办’？” 　　“我不想再和他一起踢球了。”智会很确定地说。 　　话少的人总是这样，能精确地给出最后结论。 　　“这么确定吗，为什么？” 　　“因为他不是好人。”智会说。 　　听到这个回答，林晚星沉默下来。 　　她当然可以继续和智会聊，比如该如何定义人的“好坏”。 　　但每个人心中都有杆秤。 　　文成业在智会心中，显然不合格。 　　“‘不是好人’，是很严重的评价。”最后，林晚星这么说。 　　“如果他是好人，做不好的事他会觉得‘对不起’，可是他没有。以前没有，现在也没有。”智会说。 　　“以前的事？”不经意地，林晚星看向付新书放在轮椅踏板上的脚。“钱老师说，上次青超联赛，你们没参加，后面直接解散了。” 　　“就是这件事。”秦敖说。 　　“为什么？” 　　“因为付新书的脚断了。”秦敖的声音很平静，又带着种从牙缝里透出来的冷。 　　林晚星以为，以前的事或许是和今天球场上发生的的故事类似。好比说训练意外，甚至更过分一点，文成业殴打付新书，导致付新书骨折，所以大家都不愿意讲。 　　可整个事情比她能设想的更冷漠，冷漠到文成业本人，都似乎是这个简短故事里的局外人。以至于提起时，会让人觉得莫名空虚和冰冷。 　　故事发生在去年。 　　付新书家境不好，常年在外打零工。有次他打工的酒吧出了事，他被店长冤枉偷了店里客人的手机。据说手机里有很多重要文件，对方是混混，纠缠了他很多次，最后竟然找来学校附近。 　　对方人数众多，其实对方也没有能找到付新书的把握，只是在球场附近随便找了个学生来问。 　　正好，他们找的人是文成业。 　　对文成业来说，他不在乎眼前这些人看上去有多来者不善，也不想管付新书究竟惹了多大的麻烦。虽然他大可以说“我不知道”，帮付新书逃过一劫，但他还是随意指了个路。 　　“然后这些人，就找到了老付。”秦敖说。 　　医院走廊里，付新书膝盖上是一件宏景八中的校服，他放在轮椅踏板上的脚轻轻动了动。 　　窗外的天色更加暗了，雨水铺天盖地。 　　后来，付新书没有参加那天的训练。 　　他们再次见到付新书时，他在医院，脚骨折，没了半条命。 　　林晚星盘腿坐着，脚腕竟也感到麻木的疼痛。 　　她很清楚在这个故事中，文成业不是亲自动手的那一个，所以并不能算真正的恶人。 　　可她也理解，学生们为什么对此感到愤怒。 　　因为在文成业的道德概念中，没有怜悯和愧疚这些属于“善良人性”范畴的东西，他只是懒得去管这些人是谁、要找付新书干什么，他只是平等地不在乎每个人。 　　他的血始终是冷的。 　　CT室移门关闭，指示灯亮起，等那位病人出来，再下一位就是付新书。 　　“其实都过去了。”付新书深深吸了口气，这么说。 　　林晚星思索一段时间，意识到自己能做的事情很少，她只能继续解决智会刚才提出的问题。 　　所以她问：“那么现在，你们都不想和文成业一起踢了吗？” 　　一个接一个地。 　　她的目光从头到尾，询问着走廊里的每一位学生。 　　摇头，还是摇头。 　　“我也不想。” 　　“我也是。” 　　大家都跟着表态。 　　看到最后，是坐在轮椅上的付新书。 　　“我也不想了。”付新书确定地说。 　　他嘴唇皲裂，脸上还有伤痕，看似瘦弱却异常坚决，他说：“老师，我不在乎他是不是好人，但我知道他不想赢球，我不想和一个不想赢球的人一起踢。”
Chapter 96: Cold Rain The fist slammed into the cheek.　　Wen Chengye wiped his lips, looked at Qin Ao with straight eyes, and said provocatively: "I must have done it on purpose, so what?" The students did not get a red card on the pitch and were banned because of Wang's decisive decision.　　But the anger will not subside, and when they help Fu Xinshu back to the locker room, they still argue again. Qin Ao came out for Fu Xinshu and asked Wen Chengye to apologize to Fu Xinshu.　　Wen Chengye sneered.　　This attitude of treating Fu Xinshu as garbage completely angered Qin Ao.　　All emotions poured out at this moment, and he grabbed Wen Chengye's collar: "What are you pretending to be!" I haven't settled the accounts of the previous year with you, so everyone really forgot about it? He scolded and beat at the same time.　　Wen Chengye's cheeks swollen quickly, Of course, Young Master Wen was never a master who could suffer, so he slammed Qin Ao into the abdomen with a backhand.　　Qin Ao was bored for a moment, unable to say anything. He loosened Wen Chengye's collar and slowly bent down in pain.　　Wen Chengye stood up straight, squinting his eyes, and looked at everyone in the locker room. There is no warmth in the gaze.　　Fu Xinshu was wrapped in a towel, revealing a slender wrist. I don't know if it's painful or cold, he is trembling all over.　　Yu Ming was anxious: "Fuck you!" I dare to fight you back! He rushed up and pushed Wen Chengye away, Wen Chengye's back slammed into the locker, and the cold mask on his face finally shattered.　　The biting wind blew, the cold and wet clouds over the mountains flowed rapidly, and the crackling raindrops fell on the windows of the dressing room.　　Lin Wanxing felt as if she was wrapped in her eardrum, and someone was beating violently around her.　　I can't tell whether it's a scuffle or a unilateral crush.　　The locker room space was filled with punches and insults.　　The students fought to the flesh and sturdy.　　Lin Wanxing retreated to the corner at a loss, breathless, in confusion, as if something like ice water was dripping on her heavenly spirit cover.　　She casually looked into the corner of the locker room.　　There, Wang Fa stood in his pocket, watching what was happening in the locker room.　　The gaze is calm and sparse, like still water.　　In my ears, there seems to be a rumbling sound of a roar.　　But the floor has turned into a hospital floor tile as white as snow.　　Yuzhou People's Hospital, hall.　　The hospital is old, but the lobby is full of people.　　Qin Ao put Fu Xinshu down on the bench.　　Lin Wanxing went to line up in front of the registration window.　　There were people in the front row.　　About an hour ago, the boys were still fighting in the locker room. The specific process is like a pencil drawing rubbed by hand to Lin Wanxing, and the edges are all chaotic and blurred toner.　　She only knew that Jin Ziyang finally persuaded Wen Chengye to go out to breathe, and they brought Fu Xinshu to the hospital for examination. The rest of the students were relieved not to pay for the new books, so they all followed.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the palm of her hand. Probably because it was raining outside, the weather was wet and cold, and her hands were still trembling slightly.　　was tapped on the shoulder, Lin Wanxing looked up suddenly, and found a handsome and dignified face, as if it was Wang Fa.　　"Why are you here?" As soon as she said that, she realized the problem.　　Wang Fa: "Fu Xinshu said that you may need an ID card for registration, let me bring it to you." Looking down, a white card was revealed between his fingers, and it was indeed the ID card of Fu Xinshu.　　Lin Wanxing stretched out her hand to take it, but the moment she touched the card, her hand was grasped.　　The palm of his hand was wide, and the palm was warm and rough, Lin Wanxing couldn't help but shudder.　　She froze in place, as if she had broken out of the water, when suddenly there was a cacophony around her.　　The sound of dialogue between patients, family members, and medical staff poured into the eardrums. The warm wind blowing in the hospital overhead, and the smell of disinfectant water is permeating.　　Lin Wanxing took a deep breath and began to cough.　　Wang Fa patted her on the back gently, and she unconsciously tapped her forehead on his shoulder a few times when they were half an arm's length apart.　　The snap buttons on the collar of the jacket are cold and cold.　　The pungent disinfectant water filled her lungs, and she finally felt a little alive.　　"I'm fine, it's just too cold outside." Lin Wanxing straightened up again.　　"Go sit down, I'll register." Wang Fa looked at her deeply, and finally just said that.　　Fu Xinshu sat on a chair in the outpatient hall, and the others stood next to him, guarding him like bodyguards.　　Wang Fa quickly returned by registration and led them through a door from the outpatient hall to the emergency department.　　Emergency surgery is one of the busiest departments in a hospital.　　Ambulances are bringing patients one after another, medical staff are busy, and the sound of monitoring equipment is occasionally sounding.　　There was also a low, painful wail.　　Fu Xinshu sat in a wheelchair rented by the hospital, a little frightened by this formation.　　"Teacher, in fact, my feet don't hurt much, just go back and apply ice for two days." In a panic, Fu Xinshu said so.　　Lin Wanxing squatted in front of him: "Let's take a look, you are so panicked, haven't you been injured in football before and came to the hospital?" "Huh?" Fu Xinshu's face turned pale again, "I...... Not when I was playing. He said so.　　"Fuck it." Among so many people, I don't know who secretly cursed.　　Wang Fa pushed Fu Xinshu into the consultation room. After the doctor examined them, they quickly came out and wrote a list to take X-rays. There were people outside the radiology department, and Wang Fa scanned the registration slip on the hospital machine and glanced at her.　　Lin Wanxing understood and arranged for the students to stay in a relatively distant corridor so as not to affect other people's medical treatment, and then walked over.　　"How many more are up there?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"A dozen, it shouldn't be too slow." Wang Fa replied.　　"What's wrong?"Fu Xinshu fractured his metatarsal bone more than a year ago." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing turned around, and in the crowd, the boy was sitting in a wheelchair, with his back to them, and his body was thin.　　She and Wang Fa returned to the students.　　The hallway was quiet, and for a moment there was no time when there were twelve of them, none of whom spoke.　　Rain fluttered against the window lattices of the hospital and trickled down the glass.　　Qin Ao rubbed his face vigorously with his hand, and suddenly cried out in pain.　　His face was distorted and he grinned in pain, but because his skin was dark, the scars on his face from the fight with Wen Chengye did not look obvious.　　"Why don't you get a number?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　", it's almost the same to hang Wen Gou, can Lao Tzu still let his fist embroidery leg be injured?" Qin Ao grinned.　　"This is what you want to do? However, he couldn't hang him for the time being, and Mr. Jin said that he would take Wen Chengye back by high-speed rail first. "Teacher, you're disgusting." Qin Ao made a gesture that wanted to vomit.　　Silence ensued.　　"He's long overdue." Chen Jianghe whispered.　　"I shouldn't have let him come if I knew it, the dog can't change eating." 　　"I knew it wasn't going to happen." 　　The students complained.　　It may suddenly be in a warm place again, and the fatigue after strenuous exercise will come in. One by one, they were next to the wall, complaining about Wen Chengye, and they involuntarily leaned against the wall and sat on the ground.　　Wang Fa chose an angle where he could see the CT room and sat down.　　The students are talking to me and you are talking more and more.　　Lin Wanxing listened to them talking irritably, talking a lot.　　"Teacher ......" 　　I don't know who suddenly shouted.　　It's always the case when chatting that everyone is quiet, the atmosphere stops there for a while, and then the questions take a very abrupt turn.　　"Huh?" Lin Wanxing responded.　　"What are we going to do in the future?" 　　Low, hoarse, and speaking in voices that didn't come from the active players. Lin Wanxing looked over, and the usually taciturn Zhihui classmate was hugging her knees and tilting her head to look at her.　　After thinking for a moment, Lin Wanxing said: "Do you want to ask, 'What will you do in the future', or 'What will you do with Wen Chengye in the future'?" "I don't want to play with him anymore." Chi will say with certainty.　　People who don't talk much are always like this, and they can give the final conclusion precisely.　　"Are you so sure, why?" 　　"Because he's not a good guy." Wisdom will say.　　Hearing this answer, Lin Wanxing fell silent.　　Of course, she can continue to talk to Zhihui, such as how to define "good and bad" people.　　But everyone has a rod scale in their hearts.　　Wen Chengye is obviously unqualified in the heart of Zhihui.　　"'Not a good person' is a very serious evaluation." Finally, Lin Wanxing said.　　"If he was a good person, he would feel 'sorry' if he did something bad, but he didn't. Not before, not now. Zhi will say.　　"Before?" Inadvertently, Lin Wanxing looked at Fu Xinshu's feet on the wheelchair pedal. "Teacher Qian said, you didn't participate in the Youth Super League last time, and it was disbanded directly." 　　"That's it." Qin Ao said.　　"Why?" 　　"Because Fu Xinshu's foot is broken." Qin Ao's voice was very calm, with a kind of coldness that came out of his teeth.　　Lin Wanxing thought that the previous events might be similar to the stories that happened on the court today. It's like a training accident, or even a little more excessive, Wen Chengye beat Fu Xinshu, causing Fu Xinshu to break a bone, so everyone is reluctant to talk about it.　　But the whole thing was more indifferent than she could have imagined, so indifferent that Wen Chengye himself seemed to be an outsider in this short story. So much so that when it is mentioned, it will make people feel inexplicably empty and cold.　　The story takes place last year.　　Fu Xinshu's family is not good, and he works odd jobs outside all year round. Once there was an accident at the bar where he worked, and he was wrongfully accused by the manager of stealing the mobile phones of the customers in the store. It is said that there are a lot of important documents in the mobile phone, and the other party is a gangster, who pestered him many times, and finally found him near the school.　　There were a large number of opponents, but in fact, the other party was not sure that they could find Fu Xinshu, so they just found a random student near the stadium to ask.　　It just so happened that the person they were looking for was Wen Chengye.　　As far as Wen Chengye is concerned, he doesn't care how bad these people in front of him seem to be, and he doesn't want to care how much trouble Fu Xinshu has. Although he could have said "I don't know" and helped Fu Xinshu escape, he still pointed the way at random.　　"Then these people found Lao Fu." Qin Ao said.　　In the hospital corridor, Fu Xinshu had a school uniform on his knees, and his feet on the pedals of his wheelchair moved gently.　　Outside the window, it was even darker, and the rain was overwhelming.　　Later, Fu Xinshu did not participate in the training that day.　　When they saw Fu Xinshu again, he was in the hospital, with a broken foot and half his life gone.　　Lin Wanxing sat cross-legged, and her ankles felt numb pain.　　She knows very well that in this story, Wen Chengye is not the one who does it herself, so she can't be regarded as a real villain.　　But she understands why students are angry.　　Because in Wen Chengye's moral concept, there is no pity and guilt, which belong to the category of "good human nature", he just doesn't bother to care who these people are and what he wants to do with Xinshu, he just doesn't care about everyone equally.　　His blood was always cold.　　The sliding door of the CT room is closed, the indicator light is on, and when the patient comes out, the next person is to pay a new book.　　"Actually, it's all gone." Fu Xinshu took a deep breath and said so.　　Lin Wanxing thought about it for a while and realized that there was very little she could do, so she could only continue to solve the problem that Zhihui had just raised.　　So she asked, "So now, don't you all want to play with Wen Chengye?" One by one.　　Her gaze was from beginning to end, asking every student in the hallway.　　Shake your head, or shake your head.　　"I don't want to." 　　"Me too." 　　Everyone followed suit.　　At the end, it was Fu Xinshu who was in a wheelchair.　　"I don't want to." Fu Xinshu said definitely.　　He had chapped lips and scars on his face, and he looked thin but unusually resolute, and he said, "Teacher, I don't care if he's a good guy or not, but I know he doesn't want to win, I don't want to play with someone who doesn't want to win." ”

第97章 夜谈 　　腿并无大碍。 　　付新书拍片后， 他们又等了半个小时，检查结果出来。只是单纯的软组织挫伤，休息一段时间就好。 　　在这个阴郁寒冷天气里， 总算有了个好消息。 　　付新书无碍， 林晚星和金子阳取得联系。准备让学校大巴返回禹州银象基地，接上他和文成业，一起回宏景。 　　可金子阳却说，他已经单独带文成业坐高铁返回宏景，请她不用担心。 　　时间是下午5：50分，比来时少了两人的大巴车， 载着学生们，从禹州返回宏景。 　　窗外是铁灰色的高速路，车灯只照亮了前方一块地面， 更远处是沉默寂静的冬夜， 是完全黑暗的道路。 　　抵达宏景已至深夜。 　　天很冷， 大家很疲惫。 　　林晚星请司机师傅送每位学生回家，轮到付新书的时候， 车里只剩下林鹿一个。 　　付新书家离梧桐路不远，王法背着付新书上楼，说自己可以散步回去，让她先送林鹿回家。 　　又少了两个人， 大巴再次驶动，车里的座位差不多完全空了。 　　司机师傅打了个哈欠，车厢里只有学生不平静的呼吸声，夹着一些断断续续的鼻音。 　　林晚星微愣， 过去拍了拍林鹿。 　　学生翻了个身， 把脸埋在窗侧。 　　“马上要到了。”林晚星说。 　　林鹿的头在胳膊里埋得更低了。 　　车外的路灯照进来， 林晚星才发现，他肩膀抽动，似乎在流眼泪。 　　林晚星一时无措。 　　林鹿被发现，很羞耻地缩得更紧。 　　林晚星缩回手，在那瞬间，她好像也能感受到学生的诸多情绪。 　　来自于争吵后的疲惫，决断后的不舍，未知前路的迷茫，一切都在所有人都下车后的孤独瞬间爆发。 　　这是亮着路灯的午夜城市，每个人都可以有伤心的权利。 　　林晚星没有打扰他，而是回到自己座位，重新坐下。 　　大巴在目的地停下，刹车声和车门打开声一并响起。林鹿用力抹了把脸，猛地站起来，收拾行李下车。 　　路灯灯光流转，某一瞬间，林晚星看到他眼眶红红的，眼泪鼻涕还在滴，很是难过和无助。 　　林鹿的家离付新书家只有不到十分钟车程。 　　他很快擦干眼泪，然后翻脸不认账：“我刚没哭，就是太困了打哈欠流的眼泪。” 　　车停在小区门口。 　　林晚星意外发现，门卫室边，有两位中年人站在那里。 　　其中一位林晚星认识，是林鹿的妈妈。 　　父母神情焦急，林晚星带林鹿下车，道了谢，请司机师傅先回家就好。 　　室外寒冷，已近午夜，林鹿妈妈看上去有一肚子话想说。 　　“你们怎么出来了？”林鹿赶紧又抹了两把脸，可通红的眼眶和时不时的抽噎还是出卖了他。 　　“你说你去医院了，妈妈能不急吗？”林鹿妈妈小声嚷嚷。 　　“我不是讲了是别人嘛。”林鹿跳了跳，展示了下他健全的胳膊腿，“我真没事，妈！” 　　“那足球场上的事可说不好，你自己腿也不好的，妈妈怎么知道你说的真的假的？” 　　司机关上车门，大巴开走了。 　　林晚星拢了拢衣衫，林鹿妈妈被开车的声音吓了一跳，目光扫来。 　　“林老师……” 　　林晚星抬起头。 　　林鹿妈妈卡壳了下，欲言又止。 　　林晚星：“我都可以。” 　　“啊？” 　　“不管您是想邀我上楼坐坐聊聊，或者对我说‘天冷了，林老师早点回家路上注意安全’，我都可以的。”林晚星这么说。 　　–– 　　林鹿家不大，两室一厅。 　　没有独立的书房，所以电脑桌都被摆到客厅里。 　　林鹿被催着去泡热水澡，他的母亲则在厨房里忙活。林晚星踩着绵软的家居拖鞋，在客厅转悠起来。 　　她在书柜的照片里一张张看过去，林鹿爸爸就在她旁边，一副不知道说什么好的样子。 　　很快，其中一张照片吸引林晚星注意。 　　那是张足球队的合影，照片里的小朋友年纪都很小。 　　“这是他们参加市长杯的合影。”林鹿爸爸说，他把照片从柜子里拿出来，递到她手里。 　　背景是绿色的草地，照片中的小球员们稚气未脱，那时候林鹿因为年幼，所以眼睛格外大。照片中的陈江河与俞明挤在一起，他们旁边还有个高个男生，飞扬跋扈的，一看就是秦敖。 　　林晚星又认出了沉默寡言二人组郑仁和智会。还有位同学小小年纪就目光冷酷，满不在乎，除了文成业，应该也没有别人了。 　　站在照片最右侧是位中年的男人。他剃着寸头，神情严肃，皮肤黝黑。该是学生们口中的蒋教练了。林晚星在脑海中比对了一会儿，确定自己不认识对方。 　　“小时候还是挺可爱的。”林晚星说。 　　“是，小时候还听话。” 　　“你们怎么想到送林鹿去踢球的？”林晚星问。 　　“怪我爸，就是他爷爷啊。林鹿小时候特别瘦。有个周末林鹿和老爷子去公园玩，正好遇到他们蒋教练足球班在发培训材料。我那时候还反对过，老爷子说一学期就350块钱，不就是他一个月退休工资么，这钱他出了。没想到啊，350块钱，孩子一踢就是这么久。” 　　男人口中满是无奈。 　　林晚星抬头，墙上是一家三口温馨的照片，桌上还有男生玩了一半的玩具车，拆了一半，另一半放在果盘的橘子边。 　　“真是很不容易。”林晚星说。 　　林鹿爸爸长长叹了口气，过了会儿，他悄悄问道：“林老师，你们今天输球了？” 　　男人面容关切。 　　“是的，今天球场出了点意外，所以没能赢下来。”林晚星答。 　　“我看林鹿哭了吧。”林鹿爸爸看了眼厨房里忙碌的夫人，说，“今天他跟我们说在医院的时候，他妈妈真急死了，让我直接打车去禹州。” 　　林晚星想起她和林鹿妈妈第一次见面，就是对方因为儿子脚扭伤受伤，找来学校。 　　“让你们担心了。”林晚星很诚恳地说。 　　“他的脚是习惯性扭伤，小时候踢球搞的，所以后来他高中不踢了，我们都还挺开心的。其实踢不出成绩也无所谓，把腿搞坏了、落下残疾，那可是一辈子的事情。” 　　不知不觉，林晚星和林鹿父亲分坐在小餐桌两边。听到最后，林晚星完全沉默下来，浴室水声和厨房煤气声都清晰可闻。 　　“林鹿小时候那会儿，我带他一起看动画片。什么《灌篮高手》《棒球英豪》我都看过。那时候觉得啊，嘿，哪天我儿子也踢球拿个冠军，那我得有多光荣啊。”男人打开桌上的保温杯喝了一口，美滋滋地说，“哎，年轻真好，可以做各种各样的梦。到了我这个年纪，翻个身睁开眼，每天想的就是上班，最关心银行卡上有多少钱，能不能养活老婆孩子了。” 　　林晚星双手在餐桌上交叠起来，很难得，她不知该如何接话。 　　“你别有压力，我就是随便聊聊天。”林鹿爸爸说，“我们家长还是很感谢你的，其实林鹿这段时间成绩也好了不少。你还跟我们说，孩子可以通过足球特长生考个好大学，能上本科，这对我们家长来说真的很诱人。不过，这也是个借口吧，学习成绩这种事只是让我们家长同意你带孩子继续踢球的一种借口吧？” 　　男人话锋一转，变得犀利起来。 　　林晚星觉得这么说其实也没错，于是点了点头。 　　“人总是贪心的，我们就想啊，小林老师这么厉害，她为什么不能带孩子们把时间好好放在学习上呢？就算不踢球，她也肯定能带他们考上好大学啊不是吗？” 　　“继续踢球是他们的选择，如果他们想放弃足球全心全意学习，我也会提供相应的帮助。”林晚星顿了顿，强调，“但我不能为他们的选择负责。” 　　“可你确实有在引导他们吧？”林鹿父亲忽然无奈地笑了下，“说是孩子自己的选择，其实你心里觉得他们该继续踢球，所以一直在支持引导孩子们继续踢球，对吗？” 　　水声停止，煤气熄灭，四下静默无声，林晚星无法回答。 　　“为什么？”林鹿爸爸问。 　　“我一时难解释清楚。” 　　“我和她妈妈一直觉得很奇怪，你是高考状元，名校毕业生，为什么会来我们这个小地方当个体育老师？” 　　“我遇到了一些事。” 　　“那些事让你觉得学习没用，读书到最后，也就这样了，但你凭什么自己觉得读书没用，就用自己的想法影响孩子们的人生？” 　　林晚星从林鹿家走出来。 　　好像自从那件事过后，她就没有再没遇到过要回答那么多问题的场景。 　　所以整体来说，她有点答不上来。 　　她扶着栏杆，顺着阶梯向下走去。 　　球场的碰撞，更衣室的斗殴，秦敖的怒火，文成业的冷酷还有付新书的坚决…… 　　场景在黑夜中一一闪现，疲惫感像压弯松枝的厚雪，令人感到沉重。 　　天还是很冷，呼吸间是湿冷的空气，楼道空间显得更加狭□□仄。 　　林晚星想…… 　　其实林鹿爸爸一开始就是错的，她并没有能力影响学生们的人生，人并不是会被改变的生物。 　　这一切其实都没什么意义。 　　手机在裤袋里轻轻震了下。 　　林晚星冻得手指僵硬，但还是掏出手机。 　　微信上的消息很多。 　　有学校教师群通知，有有金子阳告知他文成业已平安到家的，还有最新的一条，来自于王法。 　　Winfred：你下楼直走出小区，我在南门等你。 　　语句很简短，林晚星却看了一会。 　　楼道的感应灯倏忽一下熄灭，在这灰暗而冰冷的空间里，屏幕也跟着缓缓熄灭。她摸了摸手机的冰冷边缘，心中有些莫名的情绪。 　　林晚星走出小区时，王法确实已在门口。 　　按照时间和路程来计算，王法大概是把付新书背到家里后，直接打车过来。 　　路灯下，穿冲锋衣的青年身材颀长。 　　两旁是冬日的行道树，树叶已经落光，枝丫刺向天空。路上已经没有车，他背后是空而长的烟灰色街道，无星无月，一切都是寒冷刺骨的城市夜景。 　　可偏偏就是这样的情景，或许是路灯光线柔和，也可能是王法系了条棕色格纹围巾，所以看上去格外暖和。 　　林晚星快走两步，来到王法面前。 　　她微扬起头。 　　王法眼睫低垂，侧脸映着微黄光，轮廓清晰冷峻。眼眸颜色因此显得比平时深些，像那种很浓稠的蜜糖。 　　林晚星下意识把手从口袋掏出来，有个很轻的抬手动作，可在几乎要触碰到他脸的瞬间，她缩回了手指。 　　“好冷啊，怎么不先回去？”她拍了拍王法的肩膀，问。 　　青年的视线落在自己肩头，林晚星轻咳一声，假装无事发生。 　　王法收回视线，和她边走边说：“因为你的学生林鹿给我发消息，说，老师羊入虎口被他爸妈劫持回家了，让我速来营救。” 　　这都什么跟什么啊。 　　林晚星很无奈：“这语文水平开学考可怎么办啊。” 　　“我觉得还不错，充分说明了事件的紧迫性。”王法说。 　　林晚星脚步停顿了下，随后继续和王法并肩。 　　他们谁都没有拿出手机打叫车的打算，街道很长，仿佛可以走很久。 　　“出什么事了？”王法问。 　　林晚星思考片刻，把林鹿爸爸和她聊的那些话，都慢慢和王法讲了。讲到最后，她默默隐去了林鹿爸爸问她‘为什么要来这个小地方当体育老师’的部分。 　　“总结一下，林鹿爸爸妈妈认为，你有能力带孩子考个好大学，却鼓励他们去踢球而不是专注学习？”王法问。 　　“对！” 　　“你是怎么回答的？” 　　林晚星搓了搓手，往手心哈了口气：“我告诉他，这是学生们的选择，我能做的是协助他们而已。” 　　“但踢球确实没什么意思。”王法这么说。 　　林晚星立刻瞪眼看着王法：“我以为我们是一伙的！” 　　“我肯定和小林老师是一伙的。”王法笑了起来。 　　“但足球仍让你感到失望。”林晚星将王法未说完地半句话接了下去。 　　“那么你呢？”王法忽然看向她。 　　林晚星露出不解的目光，可在那瞬间，她又仿佛被王法清淡的目光完全洞穿了。 　　这是条寒冷冬夜的黑暗街道，无星无月，无边寂静。 　　“是什么让你失望了？”王法问。
Chapter 97: Night Talk The legs are fine.　　After paying for the new book, they waited for another half an hour for the results to come out. It's just a simple soft tissue contusion, just rest for a while.　　In this gloomy and cold weather, there is finally good news.　　Fu Xinshu is fine, Lin Wanxing and Jin Ziyang get in touch. Prepare for the school bus to return to the Yuzhou Silver Elephant Base, pick him up and Wen Chengye, and return to Hongjing together.　　But Jin Ziyang said that he had already taken Wen Chengye back to Hongjing by high-speed train alone, so please don't worry about her.　　The time was 5:50 p.m., and there were two fewer buses than when they came, carrying the students from Yuzhou back to Hongjing.　　Outside the window is an iron-gray highway, with only one piece of ground illuminated in front of it, and farther away is a silent winter night, a completely dark road.　　It was late at night when we arrived at Grand View.　　It was cold and everyone was tired.　　Lin Wanxing asked the driver to send each student home, and when it was his turn to pay for the new books, Lin Lu was the only one left in the car.　　Fu Xinshu's house was not far from Wutong Road, Wang Fa carried Fu Xinshu upstairs on his back, saying that he could walk back and let her send Lin Lu home first.　　Two more people were missing, and the bus moved again, and the seats in the bus were almost completely empty.　　The driver yawned, and the only sound in the carriage was the unsteady breathing of the students, interspersed with some staccato nasal voices.　　Lin Wanxing was slightly stunned, and went over to pat Lin Lu.　　The student rolled over and buried his face in the window.　　"It's coming soon." Lin Wanxing said.　　Lin Lu's head was buried lower in his arm.　　The street lights outside the car shone in, and Lin Wanxing noticed that his shoulders were twitching, as if he was shedding tears.　　Lin Wanxing was at a loss for a while.　　Lin Lu was found and shrunk even tighter in shame.　　Lin Wanxing retracted her hand, and at that moment, she seemed to be able to feel many emotions of the students.　　From the exhaustion after the quarrel, the reluctance after the decision, the confusion of the unknown future, everything broke out in the moment of loneliness after everyone got off the bus.　　This is a midnight city with street lights on, and everyone can have the right to be sad.　　Lin Wanxing didn't bother him, but returned to his seat and sat down again.　　The bus stopped at its destination and the sound of brakes and doors opening sounded at the same time. Lin Lu wiped his face vigorously, stood up suddenly, packed his luggage and got out of the car.　　The street lights were circulating, and at a certain moment, Lin Wanxing saw that his eyes were red, and his tears and snot were still dripping, and he was very sad and helpless.　　Lin Lu's home is less than a 10-minute drive from Fu Xinshu's home.　　He quickly wiped away his tears, and then turned his face and denied it: "I didn't cry just now, but I was too sleepy to yawn and shed tears." The car was parked at the entrance of the complex.　　Lin Wanxing unexpectedly found that there were two middle-aged people standing there next to the guard's room.　　One of them, Lin Wanxing, knows Lin Lu's mother.　　The parents looked anxious, Lin Wanxing took Lin Lu out of the car, thanked him, and asked the driver to go home first.　　It was cold outside, it was almost midnight, and Lin Lu's mother looked like she had something to say.　　"How did you guys get out?" Lin Lu hurriedly wiped his face twice, but his red eyes and sobbing from time to time still betrayed him.　　"You said you went to the hospital, can mom not be in a hurry?" Lin Lu's mother shouted quietly.　　"Didn't I say it was someone else?" Lin Lu jumped and showed off his sound arms and legs, "I'm really fine, Mom!" "What happened on the football field is not good, and your own legs are not good, how does Mom know that what you say is true or false?" 　　The driver closed the door and the bus drove away.　　Lin Wanxing gathered her clothes, and Lin Lu's mother was startled by the sound of driving, and her eyes swept over.　　"Teacher Lin......" 　　Lin Wanxing raised her head.　　Lin Lu's mother was stuck, and she stopped talking.　　Lin Wanxing: "I can do it all." "Huh?" 　　"Whether you want to invite me upstairs to sit and chat, or say to me, 'It's cold, Mr. Lin should be safe on the way home early', I can do it." Lin Wanxing said.　　–– Lin Lu's house is not big, with two bedrooms and one living room.　　There is no separate study, so the computer desks are placed in the living room.　　Lin Lu was urged to take a hot bath, while his mother was busy in the kitchen. Lin Wanxing stepped on soft home slippers and walked around the living room.　　She looked over one by one in the photos of the bookcase, and Lin Lu's father was next to her, looking like he didn't know what to say.　　Soon, one of the photos caught Lin Wanxing's attention.　　It was a group photo of the football team, and the children in the photo were very young.　　"Here's a photo of them at the Mayor's Cup." Lin Lu's father said that he took the photo out of the cabinet and handed it to her.　　The background is a green grass, and the young players in the photo are still childish, and Lin Lu has exceptionally big eyes because he was young at that time. In the photo, Chen Jianghe and Yu Ming are huddled together, and there is a tall boy next to them, who is flying and domineering, and it is Qin Ao at first glance.　　Lin Wanxing recognized the taciturn duo Zheng Ren and Ji Hui again. There is also a classmate who has cold eyes at a young age and doesn't care, except for Wen Chengye, there should be no one else.　　Standing on the far right of the photograph is a middle-aged man. He had a shaved head, a serious expression, and dark skin. It's time for the students to call Coach Jiang. Lin Wanxing compared them in her mind for a while, making sure that she didn't know each other.　　"It was cute when I was a kid." Lin Wanxing said.　　"Yes, I was obedient when I was a child." 　　"How did you come up with the idea of sending Lin Lu to play football?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Blame my dad, it's his grandfather. Lin Lu was very thin when he was a child. One weekend, Lin Lu and the old man went to the park to play, and happened to meet their coach Jiang's football class distributing training materials.I objected at the time, the old man said that it would cost 350 yuan a semester, isn't it his monthly retirement salary, and he paid for it. I didn't expect it, 350 yuan, the child kicked it for so long. The man's mouth was full of helplessness.　　Lin Wanxing looked up, there was a warm photo of a family of three on the wall, and there was a toy car on the table that the boy had played with half, half of it was dismantled, and the other half was placed next to the orange in the fruit bowl.　　"It's not easy." Lin Wanxing said.　　Father Lin Lu let out a long sigh, and after a while, he quietly asked, "Teacher Lin, did you lose today?" The man's face was concerned.　　"Yes, there was an accident on the pitch today, so we didn't win." Lin Wanxing replied.　　"I see Lin Lu crying." Lin Lu's father glanced at the busy lady in the kitchen and said, "Today he told us that when he was in the hospital, his mother was really anxious and asked me to take a taxi directly to Yuzhou." Lin Wanxing remembered that the first time she and Lin Lu's mother met, the other party came to the school because of her son's sprained foot.　　"Worries you." Lin Wanxing said very sincerely.　　"He had a habitual sprained foot and played football when he was a kid, so then he stopped playing in high school and we were all quite happy. In fact, it doesn't matter if you can't get a result, if you break your leg or become disabled, it's a lifetime thing. Unconsciously, Lin Wanxing and Lin Lu's father sat on both sides of the small dining table. At the end of the hearing, Lin Wanxing was completely silent, and the sound of water in the bathroom and the sound of gas in the kitchen were clearly audible.　　"When Lin Lu was a child, I took him to watch cartoons together. I've watched all "Slam Dunk" and "Baseball Heroes". At that time, I thought, hey, one day my son also plays football and wins a championship, then how glorious I must be. The man opened the thermos cup on the table and took a sip, and said beautifully, "Hey, it's good to be young, you can have all kinds of dreams." At my age, when I turn over and open my eyes, all I think about every day is to go to work, and I am most concerned about how much money is on my bank card and whether I can support my wife and children. Lin Wanxing's hands folded on the dining table, it was rare, she didn't know how to answer.　　"Don't be pressured, I'll just chat." Lin Lu's father said, "Our parents are still very grateful to you, in fact, Lin Lu's grades have also improved a lot during this time." You also told us that our children can get into a good university and go to a bachelor's degree through football students, which is really tempting for us parents. However, this is also an excuse, and the academic performance is just an excuse for our parents to agree with you to continue playing football with your child, right? The man's words turned sharply.　　Lin Wanxing felt that it was actually right to say this, so she nodded.　　"People are always greedy, so we thought, Teacher Kobayashi is so good, why can't she take the children to focus on studying? Even if she doesn't play football, she will definitely be able to get them into a good university, right? "It's their choice to keep playing, and if they want to give up football and focus on learning, I'm going to help them accordingly." Lin Wanxing paused and emphasized, "But I can't be responsible for their choice." "But you're guiding them, aren't you?" Lin Lu's father suddenly smiled helplessly, "It is said that it is the children's own choice, in fact, you feel in your heart that they should continue to play football, so you have been supporting and guiding the children to continue playing, right?" The sound of the water stopped, the gas went out, and there was silence all around, and Lin Wanxing couldn't answer.　　"Why?" Lin Lu's father asked.　　"I can't explain it for a while." 　　"Her mother and I have always thought it was strange, you are the top student in the college entrance examination, a graduate of a prestigious school, why did you come to our small place to be a physical education teacher?" 　　"Something happened to me." 　　"Those things make you think that studying is useless, and reading to the end, that's it, but why do you think that reading is useless, so you use your own ideas to affect children's lives?" 　　Lin Wanxing walked out of Lin Lu's house.　　It seems that since that incident, she has not encountered a situation where she has to answer so many questions.　　So overall, she was a little unable to answer.　　She held on to the railing and walked down the stairs.　　The collision on the field, the brawl in the locker room, Qin Ao's anger, Wen Chengye's ruthlessness, and Fu Xinshu's resoluteness...... 　　The scenes flashed one by one in the dark night, and the feeling of exhaustion was like a thick snow bending pine branches, which made people feel heavy.　　The weather is still very cold, and the breathing room is damp and cold air, and the corridor space seems more cramped □□.　　Lin Wanxing thought...... 　　In fact, Lin Lu's father was wrong from the beginning, she did not have the ability to affect the lives of the students, and people are not creatures that will be changed.　　None of this really makes sense.　　The phone shook softly in his trouser pocket.　　Lin Wanxing's fingers were stiff from the cold, but she still took out her mobile phone.　　There are a lot of messages on WeChat.　　There are school teachers who have notified him, Jin Ziyang has informed him that Wen Chengye has arrived home safely, and the latest one is from Wang Fa.　　Winfred: You go downstairs and walk straight out of the neighborhood, I'll wait for you at the south gate.　　The sentence was very short, but Lin Wanxing looked at it for a while.　　The sensor light in the corridor went out suddenly, and the screen slowly went out in this gray and cold space. She touched the cold edge of her phone, feeling some inexplicable emotions in her heart.　　When Lin Wanxing walked out of the community, Wang Fa was indeed at the door.　　According to the calculation of time and distance, Wang Fa probably took a taxi directly after carrying Fu Xinshu to his home.　　Under the street lamp, the young man in the jacket is long.　　On either side are winter street trees, their leaves already gone, and their branches piercing the sky.There were no cars on the road, and behind him were empty and long smoky gray streets, without stars and moons, and everything was a cold and biting night view of the city.　　But this is the scene, maybe the street lights are soft, or maybe Wang Fa is wearing a brown checked scarf, so it looks extraordinarily warm.　　Lin Wanxing took two quick steps and came to Wang Fa.　　She raised her head slightly.　　Wang Fa's eyelashes are drooping, his side face is reflecting a yellowish light, and his contours are clear and cold. As a result, the color of the eyes appears darker than usual, like the thick honey.　　Lin Wanxing subconsciously took her hand out of her pocket, and there was a very light gesture of raising her hand, but at the moment when she was about to touch his face, she retracted her fingers.　　"It's so cold, why don't you go back first?" She patted Wang Fa on the shoulder and asked.　　The young man's gaze fell on his shoulder, Lin Wanxing coughed lightly, pretending that nothing had happened.　　Wang Fa retracted his gaze and said to her as he walked: "Because your student Lin Lu sent me a message, saying that the teacher was kidnapped by his parents and returned home, let me come to the rescue quickly." What is this?　　Lin Wanxing was very helpless: "What should I do with this language proficiency exam?" "I think it's pretty good, it speaks volumes about the urgency of the event." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing's footsteps paused, and then continued to stand side by side with Wang Fa.　　None of them had any intention of taking out their mobile phones to call a taxi, and the streets were so long that it seemed like they could walk for a long time.　　"What's wrong?" Wang Fa asked.　　Lin Wanxing thought for a moment, and slowly told Wang Fa what Lin Lu's father talked about with her. At the end of the talk, she silently hid the part where Lin Lu's father asked her, 'Why did you come to this small place to be a physical education teacher'.　　"To sum up, Lin Lu's parents think that you have the ability to take your children to a good university, but encourage them to play football instead of focusing on studying?" Wang Fa asked.　　"Yes!" 　　"How did you answer?" 　　Lin Wanxing rubbed her hands and sighed into her palms: "I told him that this is the choice of the students, and all I can do is to assist them." "But it's really not fun to play." Wang Fa said so.　　Lin Wanxing immediately glared at Wang Fa: "I thought we were in a group!" "I'm definitely in the same league as Mr. Kobayashi." Wang Fa laughed.　　"But football still disappoints you." Lin Wanxing took Wang Fa's unfinished sentence.　　"What about you?" Wang Fa suddenly looked at her.　　Lin Wanxing showed a puzzled gaze, but at that moment, she seemed to be completely pierced by Wang Fa's light gaze.　　It is a dark street on a cold winter night, without stars and moons, and without boundless silence.　　"What let you down?" Wang Fa asked.

第98章 准备 　　“我们已经做好迎接失败的准备！” 　　王法的问题， 林晚星当然没有回答。 　　人生不是非要做选择题和证明题，也还有不做题的选项。 　　所以，林晚星又耍赖了。 　　第二天， 林晚星通知了全队休假。可等她睡觉起来准备下楼买饭吃， 站在楼道里，听到却是这么慷慨激昂的一句话。 　　“那就这么决定了，大家举手表决吧。” 　　阳光透过楼道窗棱铺设，铁门栅栏的阴影落在脚上。林晚星推开门，走进了教室。 　　学生们的手一一举起来，阳光下， 所有人都回过头。 　　好像类似的剧情已经重复过很多次，当学生们在足球事业上受挫，就会转变思路。 　　但这次， 和之前很多次并不一样。 　　这不是未经努力的放弃， 而是努力后发现差距与现实困难而做出的放弃。 　　学生们显得很清醒也很理智， 他们甚至用她之前教的方法，来进行新的规划。 　　他们把目标从“青超联赛小组赛出线”， 变成了“完成小组赛全部比赛”。 　　按照学生们的说法，付新书目前腿不好，不能高强度训练。他们不想再找其他人加入球队，再经历一遍磨合和纷争， 所以决定就他们十个人完成比赛。 　　“我们没必要再去找别人，就我们10个人踢，反正都是输，不如站着死。” 　　学生们没有什么难过之类的情绪， 林晚星听了一会儿， 还是决定再问一遍：“你们真的决定放弃下场对永川恒大的比赛吗？” 　　“我们没放弃啊， 就是减少训练而已。主要是老付脚不好，我们认真也踢不过，积分出线可能性太低，那还搞个毛啊！”秦敖说。 　　“对，我可真不想像上次一样再去东拉西扯找人了。”俞明也说。 　　学生们认真跟她分析现实因素，林晚星认真点头。他们说了很多，七嘴八舌的，但没有一个人提到文成业这三个字，好像这个名字已经成为一种禁忌。 　　接下来，学生们继续商议，要将每日重点放到学习上面来。 　　林晚星记忆里，上次大家要转型搞学习，还是当他们知道比赛对象是绿景国际时。 　　现在不过几个月时间，让他们去“好好学习”的对手，已经从“绿景国际高中”变成了“永川恒大青年队”。 　　光从这两队名字上来看，就能感受到其中的不易。并且他们也不是像先前那样完全放弃，而是准备用一种很“理智”的方式“完成”比赛。 　　这几个月时间，似乎让大家变得更加成熟。 　　紧接着，学生们继续制定了接下来的长期计划以考上本科为目标进行学习安排。 　　郑飞扬准备了个文档，上台汇报。 　　他从如何抓牢基础分，讲到了如何理解命题人思路，进行提优。 　　男生说得头头是道，林晚星听到最后，不由得问道：“这些内容你是从哪听来的？” 　　“我在知乎看的！‘如何用三个月时间从全校垫底到本一上线’，然后总结提炼了下。” 　　林晚星还是认真点了点头。 　　这好像也是她之前教给学生们的部分遇到问题自己寻找解决方案。 　　男生们显得干劲十足的，他们之前也一直在读书，成绩早就提升不少，现在要将更多精力投入学习中，他们自己也很期待能做到什么地步。 　　不仅如此，就像他们曾经为了踢足球而放弃“赚钱”，现在减少训练时间后，好像又可以把赚钱纳入考虑。 　　还能赚点钱补贴家用，比累死累活踢球还拿不到成绩要划算很多。 　　男生们越聊越觉得，他们早就该做聪明的选择，不该继续一门心思踢球了。 　　林晚星没有说什么话，只是安静听着。 　　在她还在睡梦中时，学生们早已聚在一起，进行了很认真的未来规划。 　　他们做了自己的决定，自己设置目标，自己做规划，清晰理智选择最优方案，而她只是一个被通知结果的人。 　　林晚星坐在教室角落，灰尘在阳光下飞舞，沉静地听着会议继续。 　　人生总有很多类似时刻，你觉得这个也可以，那个也不错。你会作着最理性的分析，进行最优化的选择。 　　像个大人一样。 　　林晚星并不准备干预他们的选择。 　　午后，林晚星在房间里整理新的教学材料。 　　按照学生们的最新需求，她要稍许改变一些教学内容。 　　这些都并非不可变通的部分。 　　王法应该也被通知了类似的内容，他在午后端了两杯咖啡进房间，其中一杯摆在她的书桌上。 　　林晚星仰头看着靠在她桌前的青年人：“怎么了？” 　　王法脸上露出些玩味的内容：“就在刚才，我被通知以后需要减少足球训练课程。然后球员们让我想一下，有什么能10个人踢11个还输得不那么难看的踢法？” 　　“怎么样，是不是一天一个惊喜？”林晚星笑了起来。 　　王法挑了挑眉，不置可否。 　　“他们觉得从现实情况来说，已经有99%以上的概率无法晋级下一轮，所以不想在足球上浪费太多时间，准备专攻高考。” 　　“原来晋级概率这么低？”王法说。 　　“啊？”林晚星不可思议地看着王法。 　　“但目前来看，确实是踢不过。”王法又喝了口咖啡，只是这么说。 　　往后几日，学生们改变了足球时间和学习时间分配。 　　他们从训练累了读书，变成了读累了去跑两圈，好像这才是兴趣该占有的时间比例。 　　雨水过后惊蛰将至，虫鸟啁啾，草木渐萌发。 　　但无论是天台上或者教室中，都没有之前嘈杂而生机勃勃的声音。 　　相反，学生们都很安静。 　　也不知是为了准备开学后的摸底考试，还是单纯到了春困的时候，他们可以整个午间都不说话。 　　有时候他们会百无聊赖地浇着花，然后突然地放空，像那种程式重启的机器人。 　　林晚星把学生们的这些变化看在眼里。 　　某天，大家在天台上排排坐。 　　远处是球场，枯黄整个冬日的草地萌发了新芽，一层薄薄的绿意覆盖上整个草地，蓝天下分外宜人。 　　男生们手里是正在准备背诵的历史材料，某个瞬间，他们就这么望着远处。 　　林晚星看向王法说，忽然地说：“他们其实还是和你有点像吧？” 　　王法这几日都过得相当悠闲，春日饮品从热可可换成了柠檬薄荷茶。听到这个问题，他第一时间没有反应过来。 　　林晚星笑了笑，并没有继续说下去。 　　随着天气变暖而新鲜出炉的，还有青超联赛小组赛第四轮的比赛战报。 　　学生们嘴上说着不关心，可实际上，在永川恒大和申城海波比赛结束后第一时间，他们还是打开了公众号。 　　秦敖握着手机，神情紧张，其他人则围在他的周围。 　　页面开头是一些套话，然后是比赛战报。 　　首先是他们宏景八中对阵禹州银象的比赛。 　　赛事组对比赛过程进行了一些美化，并选取了现场照片。还是那个雾气蒙蒙的寒冷雨天。照片一张张滑过，文成业的身影赫然出现其中。他认真盯着远方的足球，神情专注。 　　秦敖愣了下，随后赶忙下滑页面。 　　在那天金子阳把文成业带回宏景后，林晚星就再没见过这个学生。其他学生没去找过文成业，他也没再来过他们梧桐路17号。 　　从某种意义上说，这种决裂也是一种队友间的默契。 　　永川恒大和申城海波的战报在第二篇。 　　战报中显示，永川恒大遭遇了对手申城海波的顽强抵抗。1：1的比分甚至保持到了下半场第35分钟。如果不是秦且初的一例精准任意球破门，永川恒大甚至有可能被和申城海波打成平手。 　　可学生们并不在乎接下来的两位对手，他们看到永川恒大2-1战胜申城海波时，很明显地松了口气，甚至还有点小高兴。 　　俞明乐得开了瓶可乐，大家纷纷拿杯子来接。 　　“怎么这么高兴啊？”林晚星问。 　　“敌人的敌人就是朋友！” 　　“老师你懂不懂啊，永川恒大铁定出线的情况下，肯定是希望他赢得越多越好啊。” 　　学生们说着，给她解释起比分和积分榜来。 　　从第四轮结果来看 　　永川恒大2：1申城海波 　　禹洲银象3：0宏景八中 　　这意味着永川恒大以12分领跑积分榜，而申城海波和禹洲银象各积4分。 　　他们宏景八中，仅靠第一轮战胜禹州银象，积3分，位列积分榜最末。 　　积分榜垫底肯定不好看，但输禹州银象是既定事实。永川恒大又铁定出线，他们就只能寄希望于竞争对手申城海波也输小组头名，这样大家还能回到同一起跑线上，积分差距也只有1分，保留出线希望。 　　房间里讨论热烈，大家都兴致勃勃，这一小段时间突然变成了这几天来他们最快乐的时间，好像一切都还有希望。 　　只是这种看到竞争对手输球的快乐，并不能持续很长时间。 　　页面关闭后，大家就冷静下来。 　　无论是永川恒大，还是和永川恒大差点战成平手的申城海波，全是他们人员齐整时都难以战胜的对手。 　　更何况他们现在只剩十个人。 　　夕阳渐渐冷去，天台亮起了灯。 　　“复习去吧，明天开学考了。”付新书说。
Chapter 98: Preparation "We are ready for failure!" 　　Of course, Lin Wanxing did not answer Wang Fa's question.　　Life doesn't have to be multiple-choice questions and proof questions, and there are also options that don't do it.　　Therefore, Lin Wanxing cheated again.　　The next day, Lin Wanxing notified the whole team to take a vacation. But when she got up from sleep and was about to go downstairs to buy food, standing in the corridor, she heard such an impassioned sentence.　　"Then it's decided, let's vote by show of hands." 　　Sunlight shines through the window edges of the stairway, and the shadow of the iron gate fence falls on the feet. Lin Wanxing pushed open the door and walked into the classroom.　　The students' hands were raised one by one, and in the sun, everyone turned their heads.　　It seems that a similar scenario has been repeated many times, and when students are frustrated in their football careers, they change their minds.　　But this time, it's not the same as many times before.　　This is not a renunciation without effort, but a renunciation made after hard work and discovering the gap and practical difficulties.　　The students seemed sober and sensible, and they even used the methods she had taught to make new plans.　　They changed their goal from "qualifying for the group stage of the Youth Super League" to "completing all the matches in the group stage".　　According to the students, Fu Xinshu is currently in a bad leg and cannot train at high intensity. They didn't want to find anyone else to join the team and go through another run-in and strife, so they decided to finish the game with just 10 of them.　　"We don't need to go to others, just 10 of us to play, anyway, it's better to die standing." 　　The students didn't have any emotions such as sadness, Lin Wanxing listened for a while, and decided to ask again: "Did you really decide to give up the next game against Yongchuan Evergrande?" "We didn't give up, we just reduced our training. The main thing is that Lao Fu's feet are not good, we can't kick seriously, and the possibility of qualifying for points is too low, so it's still a hair! Qin Ao said.　　"yes, I really don't want to go back and forth to find someone like last time." Yu Ming also said.　　The students carefully analyzed the realistic factors with her, and Lin Wanxing nodded seriously. They said a lot, gossiping, but none of them mentioned the three words Wen Chengye, as if the name had become a taboo.　　Next, the students continued to discuss how to focus their daily focus on their studies.　　In Lin Wanxing's memory, the last time everyone wanted to transform into learning, it was when they knew that the object of the competition was LVGEM International.　　Now it is only a few months, and the opponent who asked them to "study hard" has changed from "LVGEM International High School" to "Yongchuan Evergrande Youth Team".　　Judging from the names of these two teams alone, you can feel the difficulty. And they are not completely giving up as before, but are ready to "finish" the game in a very "sane" way.　　In the past few months, it seems that everyone has become more mature.　　Immediately after that, the students continued to make long-term plans for the next year, aiming to enter the undergraduate program and make study arrangements.　　Zheng Feiyang prepared a document and reported on stage.　　From how to grasp the basic score, he talked about how to understand the proposition's ideas and make improvements.　　The boy said the truth, and when Lin Wanxing heard the end, he couldn't help asking, "Where did you hear these things?" "I'm watching it in Zhihu!" How to go from the bottom of the school to the first online in three months', and then summarized and refined. Lin Wanxing still nodded seriously.　　This seems to be the part she taught her students to find their own solutions when they encounter problems.　　The boys are very motivated, they have been studying before, their grades have already improved a lot, and now they have to put more energy into their studies, and they themselves are looking forward to what they can achieve.　　Not only that, but just like they once gave up "making money" in order to play football, now it seems that they can take making money into account after reducing their training time.　　It can also earn some money to subsidize the family, which is much more cost-effective than playing football and not getting results.　　The more the boys talked, the more they felt that they should have made smart choices and should not continue to focus on playing football.　　Lin Wanxing didn't say anything, just listened quietly.　　While she was still asleep, the students had already gathered together and were planning for the future.　　They make their own decisions, set their own goals, make their own plans, choose the best plan clearly and rationally, and she is just a person who is informed of the results.　　Lin Wanxing sat in the corner of the classroom, dust flying in the sun, and listened quietly to the meeting as it continued.　　There are always many similar moments in life, and you think this is okay, and that is good. You will make the most rational analysis and make the most optimal choice.　　Like an adult.　　Lin Wanxing was not prepared to interfere with their choice.　　In the afternoon, Lin Wanxing sorted out the new teaching materials in the room.　　According to the latest needs of the students, she has to change the teaching content slightly.　　None of these are immutable parts.　　Wang Fa should have been informed of something similar, and he brought two cups of coffee into the room in the afternoon, one of which was on her desk.　　Lin Wanxing looked up at the young man leaning on her desk: "What's wrong?" Wang Fa's face showed some playful content: "Just now, I was notified that I need to reduce football training courses in the future. Then the players asked me to think, what is the way to play 10 people and 11 and lose so ugly? "How's it going, isn't it a surprise a day?" Lin Wanxing laughed.　　Wang Fa raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.　　"They feel that realistically speaking, there is already a more than 99% probability that they will not be able to advance to the next round, so they don't want to waste too much time on football and prepare to specialize in the college entrance examination." 　　"So the probability of promotion is so low?" Wang Fa said.　　"Huh?" Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa incredulously.　　"But at the moment, it's really impossible to kick." Wang Fa took another sip of coffee and just said that.　　In the days that followed, the students changed their time for football and the distribution of time for studying.　　They went from being tired of training and reading to running two laps when they were tired of reading, as if this was the proportion of time that interest should occupy.　　After the rain, the sting is coming, the insects and birds chirp, and the plants and trees gradually germinate.　　But neither on the rooftop nor in the classroom, there was no loud and vibrant sound from before.　　On the contrary, the students are quiet.　　I don't know if it's to prepare for the exam after the start of school, or if it's just when it's time for spring sleepiness, they can not talk for the whole afternoon.　　Sometimes they'll be bored watering the flowers, and then suddenly empty, like one of those robots that restart.　　Lin Wanxing saw these changes in the students.　　One day, everyone sat in a row on the rooftop.　　In the distance is the stadium, where the yellow grass has sprouted new shoots all winter, and a thin layer of green covers the entire grass, which is particularly pleasant under the blue sky.　　The boys were preparing to memorize the historical material in their hands, and for a moment, they just looked into the distance.　　Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa and said, "They are actually a bit like you, right?" Wang Fa has been quite leisurely these days, and his spring drink has changed from hot cocoa to lemon mint tea. Hearing this question, he didn't react at first.　　Lin Wanxing smiled and didn't continue.　　As the weather warms up, there is also a report on the fourth round of the group stage of the Youth Super League.　　The students said they didn't care, but in fact, as soon as the competition between Yongchuan Evergrande and Shencheng Haibo ended, they still opened the official account.　　Qin Ao held his mobile phone with a nervous expression, while others gathered around him.　　The page begins with a few clichés, followed by a match report.　　The first is their Hongjing No. 8 Middle School match against Yuzhou Silver Elephant.　　The competition team made some beautification of the competition process and selected on-site photos. It's still that foggy, cold, rainy day. The photos slipped by one by one, and Wen Chengye's figure appeared in it. He stared at the football in the distance, his expression focused.　　Qin Ao was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly scrolled down the page.　　After Jin Ziyang brought Wen Chengye back to Hongjing that day, Lin Wanxing never saw this student again. The other students didn't go to Wen Chengye, and he didn't come to No. 17 Wutong Road again.　　In a sense, this break is also a tacit understanding between teammates.　　The battle reports of Yongchuan Evergrande and Shencheng Haibo are in the second article.　　The battle report shows that Yongchuan Evergrande encountered stubborn resistance from its opponent Shencheng Haibo. The score of 1:1 even remained until the 35th minute of the second half. If it weren't for Qin Jichu's accurate free kick goal, Yongchuan Evergrande might even be tied with Shencheng Haibo.　　But the students didn't care about the next two opponents, they were obviously relieved and even a little happy when they saw Yongchuan Evergrande's 2-1 victory over Shencheng Haibo.　　Yu Ming was so happy that he opened a bottle of Coke, and everyone took cups to pick it up.　　"Why are you so happy?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"The enemy of my enemy is my friend!" 　　"Teacher, do you understand, when Yongchuan Evergrande is determined to qualify, I must hope that he will win as much as possible." 　　The students talked, explaining the scores and the standings to her.　　Judging from the results of the fourth round, Yongchuan Evergrande 2:1 Shencheng Haibo Yuzhou Yinxiang 3:0 Hongjing No. 8 Middle School This means that Yongchuan Evergrande leads the standings with 12 points, while Shencheng Haibo and Yuzhou Yinxiang have 4 points each.　　They only relied on the first round to defeat Yuzhou Silver Elephant, accumulating 3 points and ranking last in the standings.　　It's certainly not good to look at the bottom of the standings, but losing to Yuzhou Silver Elephant is an established fact. Yongchuan Evergrande is determined to qualify again, and they can only hope that their competitor Shencheng Haibo will also lose the top spot in the group, so that everyone can return to the same running line, and the points gap is only 1 point, retaining the hope of qualifying.　　The room was full of discussion and excitement, and this short period of time suddenly became their happiest time in the past few days, as if there was still hope for everything.　　It's just that this joy of seeing a competitor lose doesn't last long.　　As soon as the page closes, everyone calms down.　　Whether it is Yongchuan Evergrande, or Shencheng Haibo, who almost drew with Yongchuan Evergrande, they are all opponents that are difficult to defeat when they are in full force.　　What's more, there are only ten of them left now.　　As the sun sets, the rooftop lights come on.　　"Let's go for the review, the exam will start tomorrow." Fu Xinshu said.

第99章 作业 　　林晚星再见文成业， 是收到考场学生名单时。 　　她对着名册，把每个人的准考证张贴在课桌左上角。看到文成业那张冷漠的证件照，她还愣了下。 　　仔细再看眼准考证， 高三一班文成业， 眉眼冷漠，确实是小文同学。 　　该怎么说呢？ 　　现在的情况和当初文成业不想回足球队，她发现文成业作弊后要求他加入时不同。 　　现在是双方积怨爆发，学生们厌恶文成业，而文成业本人则显得对此毫不在意。 　　要如何解决？ 　　看起来是盘死局。 　　“咦，看到谁了？” 　　身后， 同考场的主监考官小许老师冒出来。 　　小许老师瞥了眼她手里的准考证：“文成业啊，你们足球队的？” 　　林晚星翻过文成业的准考证，涂上胶水， 贴在课桌左上角， 很平静地说：“是啊， 不过他已经很久没来踢球了。” 　　“啊？”小许老师说，“不过也很正常吧， 昨天文成业爸爸还来了学校，说可能要帮他办出国读书什么的。” 　　窗外的麻雀长长叫了一声，林晚星心下一沉，玻璃反光刺眼极了：“文成业要出国吗？” 　　小许老师悄声说：“然后今天他妈妈又来， 说就要儿子在宏景八中好好读书，让我们老师别听他爸的。” 　　林晚星皱眉：“这么混乱吗？” 　　“很夸张的，听说是他爸爸妈妈互相抓对方出轨，家里一团糟。” 　　林晚星走向下一张课桌的脚步， 停了下来。 　　越是临近高考， 学校就越重视每次模拟考试。 　　铃声响起， 考卷下发，巡考员开始巡视考场。 　　林晚星照例坐在教室最后。 　　学校窗外草木生芽，教室里清爽亮堂。 　　文成业坐在离她两个位置的地方，正“认真答题”。 　　空气里是沙沙的答题声，间或有学生拿橡皮用力擦拭卷面，桌椅摇晃声会更大一些。 　　只有林晚星知道，文成业还是以和之前一样的，在用那种均匀且不加思考的速度完成试卷。 　　虽然昨天，林晚星听了小许老师讲文成业家里的八卦，但她也并没有就此去说什么。 　　就像她很难介入球员之间的矛盾，她也不可能替文成业解决家庭矛盾。 　　作为老师，她只能做自己能做的事情。学生是否会有所改变，也不是她能决定的。 　　考试结束的铃声响起，林晚星和往常一样，从后向前，收起试卷。 　　经过文成业课桌前时，她多花了点时间，看了几眼他的卷面。 　　文成业抬头，林晚星与他视线相交。男生的眼睛轻轻眯起，有种说不清道不明的冷淡意味。 　　林晚星只是认真看着学生的眼睛，然后收起试卷，走向下一桌。 　　考卷收完，考生们纷纷整理文具，三三两两边聊边离开考场，整栋教学楼因此热闹起来。 　　文成业也是一样。 　　他独自拿着透明文具袋，经过讲台前时，林晚星把他叫住：“你单独留一下，文成业。” 　　林晚星拜托小许老师去交答卷，等学生们都走光了，她开始整理考场，检查学生是否有遗漏的物品，并把桌椅摆放整齐。 　　从头到尾，文成业都没有帮忙，他只是站在课桌旁，经受窗外人来人往的注目礼。其实林晚星很意外，文成业竟然愿意乖乖留下来等着。所以她故意放慢了整理速度，想看看文成业的耐心点究竟在哪里。 　　过了会儿，文成业终于忍不住了。他表达忍不住的方式，就是直接向门口走。 　　林晚星把人喊住：“过来一下。” 　　文成业脚步停住，随后转身，冷着脸走到她身边，却没任何帮忙的动作。 　　“好歹帮老师搬下课桌，这么没绅士风度吗？”林晚星说着，“而且考完试被老师留堂就光站着看起来很可疑吧？” 　　“老师在威胁我吗？”文成业问。 　　林晚星笑了：“对哦，我差点忘了你有把柄在我手上，这些天不来训练，不怕老师告发你吗？” 　　“我对你还有利用价值，你不会告发我的。”文成业很冷酷地说。 　　“可是你又不来上工，现在对我还有什么价值？”林晚星把最后一张桌子摆整齐，这么问他。 　　文成业语塞。 　　这些天，林晚星被人问了很多问题，她都不能马上回答。现在终于有人被她噎住，她感觉自己巧舌如簧的状态又回来不少。 　　男生就这么站着，略低头，俯视着看她，目光又冷又硬。 　　场面僵持。 　　林晚星很清楚，他在等自己说些什么话，或许是一台阶，或许是别的什么东西。 　　走廊里有人经过，抱着书的女生很好奇地往教室内张望。 　　文成业懒得再等，转头就要走。 　　“文成业。”林晚星喊道。 　　男生回过头，逆着光，他侧脸轮廓冰冷，看不出任何情绪。 　　“你作业还没交吧？”林晚星说。 　　文成业皱着眉头，很不可思议地看着她。 　　“我布置的寒假作业，你还没有交。”林晚星强调，“就是那个命题作业，如果忘了的话，需要我给你再重复一遍题目名吗？” 　　林晚星给学生们布置的寒假作业全名是“足球是为了胜利”。 　　开学前后，其他学生的作业都陆续上交。 　　因为他们完成作业的时间，都集中在输给禹州银象后，所以回答内容的情绪都相对消极。 　　秦敖写了个小论文，认同题目中阐述的观点。他在自己的小论文里引经据典，论述胜利对于足球比赛的意义。并在最后表示，没有胜利的足球什么也不是。 　　陈江河做了个视频来交作业。 　　祁亮完成作业的方式很聪明。他直接去豆虎论坛以此为标题，发了一篇帖子。一开始的时候，帖子讨论者寥寥，祁亮去切了个小号，自己左右互搏。 　　因为楼层变高，吸引越来越多的球迷朋友们回帖讨论。帖子大火，甚至被版主推荐到门户首页，引起广泛讨论。而他提交的作业，就是这些讨论的打印稿。 　　林鹿继续画了他的四格漫画。 　　为了表示认真完成作业的态度，他足足画了一本小册子。记录了整个寒假期间，他们足球队经历的故事。林晚星把小册子翻到最后，看到林鹿用黑笔划掉了TBC，将之改成了END。 　　大家都以自己的方式完成了作业，让林晚星意外的是，付新书没有交作业。 　　“老师，我想了很久，我觉得这句话应该是对的，但我就是写不下去，不知道为什么。”付新书是这么说的。 　　自然而然，作为当时课堂里的一员，林晚星也同样问文成业收取这份作业。 　　“你不交作业的理由又是什么？”林晚星这么问文成业。 　　“文成业是怎么回答的？” 　　站在五川路体育场塑胶跑道上，王法这么问道。 　　天气渐暖，学生们考完试来球场训练，林晚星也被拖着活动筋骨。她先跑了一圈，然后边和王法讲今天遇到文成业的事情，边偷偷摆烂。 　　“教练要不要猜一下啊？”林晚星故意放慢脚步，停在王法面前。 　　王法按了下秒表，对球场上正在训练的球员们吹了记口哨，说：“我猜文成业调头就走，而小林老师肯定还想再多跑两圈。” 　　林晚星喘了口气，震惊地看着王法，一口气差点没提上来。 　　王法猜的当然没错，文成业确实转头就走。除了某些对完成作业有变态热情的同志外，林晚星还没见到谁会主动交作业。 　　作业这玩意儿，不都是得老师去收的嘛。 　　又跑了半圈，林晚星对王法这么说。 　　“小林老师听上去，对能收到作业很有信心。” 　　“其实不是信心，我只是做作为老师该做的事情。”她说。 　　“什么该做的事，收作业？”王法问。 　　“是一视同仁。”林晚星答。 　　足球训练时间变短。 　　学生们三点考试结束后来的球场，差不多五点多，他们就结束了训练。 　　白天变长后，五点天还亮着。大家收拾训练器械，忙到一半的时候，一些人三三两两跑进球场。 　　气候逐渐转暖，来五川路体育场踢野球的人也越来越多。 　　他们背着包，穿着专业装备，自己带了足球，林晚星还在人群中看到了学生们的好朋友小孙教练。 　　自从上次来球队试训，小孙教练逐渐认识了一帮热爱足球的伙伴们，他们有时会约一起踢球。但这次，他们对手穿着统一队服，装备看上去也非常专业。 　　学生们看了会儿，拉过小孙教练：“谁啊？” 　　“隔壁永华软件的啊！”小孙教练今天穿了件亮蓝色紧身衣，边说边给大家展示了下自己的新买的钉鞋。 　　“那是啥，程序员吗？”秦敖震惊，“写代码的还会踢球了？” 　　“看不起人家吗？”小孙教练说，“人家是我们市企业杯冠军球队！” 　　闻言，学生们看向永华软件公司程序员们的目光中，充满了尊敬。 　　时间尚早，学生们没什么事干，不由自主在球场边坐下，看双方开球。 　　这些天来，他们除了自己踢比赛，就是看电视里的球赛，这种身临其境看场球的体验好像从来没有。 　　小孙教练体格倍棒，司职后腰，推土机似的横冲直撞，卡住位置就是座山。 　　永华软件的程序员们经常和他一撞，就倒在了地上，双方身体对抗强度不是一个级别的。 　　场边看球的学生们，很投入地惊呼出声。 　　野球没裁判，球员们倒了就站起来拍拍身上的土继续。 　　虽然身体素质差点，但永华软件的程序员们脚下技术还不错，彼此配合时间也长，不多时，他们就破门得分了。 　　学生们当然是支持小孙教练的，立刻在场边嚷嚷起来，给小孙教练加油。 　　小孙教练冲他们握拳。 　　气氛一时间热烈起来。 　　大概又过了十分钟，小孙教练方抓住机会，一记横传球突入禁区，由前锋破门得分，双方1：1战平。 　　夕阳西下，比赛焦灼，学生们不知不觉竟看得入迷了。 　　晚风拂过草地，不知谁开口说：“我们以后工作了，也会这么踢球吗？” 　　落日余晖将草叶尖尖染出一点亮橙色，剩下的球场被黑暗逐渐覆盖，场间无人作答。
Chapter 99 Homework Lin Wanxing said goodbye to Wen Chengye when she received the list of students in the examination room.　　She looked at the roster and posted everyone's admission ticket in the upper left corner of the desk. Seeing Wen Chengye's indifferent ID photo, she was stunned.　　Take a closer look at the admission ticket, Wen Chengye in the first class of the third year of high school, his eyebrows and eyes are indifferent, and he is indeed a classmate of Xiaowen.　　How to say that?　　The current situation is different from when Wen Chengye didn't want to return to the football team, and she found out that Wen Chengye cheated and asked him to join.　　Now the resentment between the two sides has erupted, and the students are disgusted with Wen Chengye, and Wen Chengye himself seems to be unconcerned about it.　　How to solve it?　　It looks like a dead end.　　"Hey, who do you see?" 　　Behind him, Mr. Xiao Xu, the chief invigilator of the same examination room, came out.　　Teacher Xiao Xu glanced at the admission ticket in her hand: "Wen Chengye, your football team?" Lin Wanxing flipped over Wen Chengye's admission ticket, applied glue, pasted it in the upper left corner of the desk, and said calmly: "Yes, but he hasn't come to play football for a long time." "Huh?" Teacher Xiao Xu said, "But it's normal, Wen Chengye's father came to school yesterday and said that he might have to help him study abroad or something." The sparrow outside the window let out a long cry, Lin Wanxing's heart sank, and the glass reflection was dazzling: "Is Wen Chengye going abroad?" Teacher Xiao Xu whispered: "Then today his mother came again, saying that she wanted her son to study hard in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, and let our teacher not listen to his father." Lin Wanxing frowned: "Is it so chaotic?" "It's an exaggeration, I heard that his parents caught each other cheating, and the family was in a mess." 　　Lin Wanxing's footsteps towards the next desk stopped.　　The closer we get to the college entrance examination, the more emphasis the school attaches to each mock test.　　The bell rings, the exam papers are distributed, and the inspectors begin to inspect the examination room.　　Lin Wanxing sat at the end of the classroom as usual.　　The grass and trees outside the school window are sprouting, and the classroom is refreshing and bright.　　Wen Chengye was sitting two positions away from her, "answering questions seriously".　　The air was rustling with answers, and occasionally students wiped the rolls with erasers, and the tables and chairs shook louder.　　Only Lin Wanxing knew that Wen Chengye was still completing the test papers at the same speed as before, with that uniform and unthinking speed.　　Although yesterday, Lin Wanxing listened to Teacher Xiao Xu talk about the gossip in Wen Chengye's family, but she didn't say anything about it.　　Just as it is difficult for her to intervene in the conflicts between the players, it is impossible for her to solve family conflicts for Wen Chengye.　　As a teacher, she can only do what she can. Whether the student will change or not is not something she can decide.　　When the bell rang for the end of the exam, Lin Wanxing, as usual, put away the test paper from back to front.　　When she passed by Wen Chengye's desk, she took a little more time and glanced at his scroll a few times.　　Wen Chengye looked up, and Lin Wanxing met his gaze. The boy's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a kind of inexplicable coldness.　　Lin Wanxing just looked at the student's eyes seriously, then put away the test paper and walked to the next table.　　After the examination papers were collected, the candidates sorted out the stationery one after another, chatted and left the examination room, and the whole teaching building became lively.　　Wen Chengye is the same.　　He was holding a transparent stationery bag alone, and when he passed by the podium, Lin Wanxing stopped him: "You stay alone, Wen Chengye." Lin Wanxing asked Teacher Xiao Xu to hand in the answer sheets, and when the students were gone, she began to tidy up the examination room, check whether the students had any missing items, and put the tables and chairs neatly.　　From beginning to end, Wen Chengye didn't help, he just stood at his desk, and endured the attention of people outside the window. In fact, Lin Wanxing was very surprised that Wen Chengye was willing to stay and wait. So she deliberately slowed down the sorting speed to see where Wen Chengye's patience was.　　After a while, Wen Chengye finally couldn't help it. The way he expressed his unbearability was to go straight to the door.　　Lin Wanxing called out to the people: "Come here." Wen Chengye stopped, then turned around and walked to her with a cold face, but he didn't make any gestures to help.　　"Why don't you help the teacher move the desk, is it so ungentlemanly?" Lin Wanxing said, "And it looks suspicious to just stand in the classroom after the exam and be left by the teacher, right?" "Is the teacher threatening me?" Wen Chengye asked.　　Lin Wanxing smiled: "Yes, I almost forgot that you have a handle in my hands, don't you come to train these days, aren't you afraid that the teacher will report you?" "I still have value for you, and you won't report me." Wen Chengye said coldly.　　"But if you don't come to work, what's the value to me now?" Lin Wanxing set the last table neatly and asked him.　　Wen Chengye was speechless.　　These days, Lin Wanxing has been asked a lot of questions, and she can't answer them right away. Now that someone is finally choking on her, she feels like she's back in a good way.　　The boy just stood like this, bowing his head slightly, looking down at her, his gaze cold and hard.　　The scene was deadlocked.　　Lin Wanxing knew very well that he was waiting for him to say something, maybe it was a step, maybe it was something else.　　Someone passed by in the hallway, and the girl with the book in her arms looked curiously into the classroom.　　Wen Chengye was too lazy to wait, so he turned around and was about to leave.　　"Wen Chengye." Lin Wanxing shouted.　　The boy turned his head against the light, his side face was cold, and he couldn't see any emotion.　　"You haven't turned in your homework yet, have you?" Lin Wanxing said.　　Wen Chengye frowned and looked at her incredulously.　　"You haven't handed in the winter vacation homework I assigned.Lin Wanxing emphasized, "It's that proposition homework, if you forget, do you need me to repeat the title of the topic for you again?" The full name of Lin Wanxing's winter vacation homework for students is "Football is for victory".　　Before and after the start of the school year, other students' homework was turned in one after another.　　Because the time they spent finishing their homework was focused on losing to Yuzhou Silver Elephant, the emotions of the answers were relatively negative.　　Qin Ao wrote a short essay and agreed with the views stated in the title. In his essay, he quoted scriptures on what victory means to the game of football. And in the end said that football without victory is nothing.　　Chen Jianghe made a video to hand in his homework.　　Qi Liang's way of completing his homework was very smart. He went directly to the Douhu forum and posted a post with this title. At the beginning, there were few discussants on the post, so Qi Liang went to cut a trumpet and fought left and right by himself.　　Because the floor has become higher, it has attracted more and more fans and friends to reply to the post and discuss. The post became so popular that it was even recommended to the homepage of the portal by moderators, causing widespread discussion. And the assignment he submits is a printout of these discussions.　　Lin Lu continued to draw his four-panel comics.　　In order to show that he was serious about completing his homework, he drew a booklet. Chronicles the story of what their football team went through throughout the winter break. Lin Wanxing flipped the booklet to the end and saw that Lin Lu crossed out TBC with a black pen and changed it to END.　　Everyone completed their homework in their own way, and to Lin Wanxing's surprise, Fu Xinshu did not hand in the homework.　　"Teacher, I've thought about it for a long time, and I think this sentence should be right, but I just can't write it, I don't know why." That's what Fu Xinshu said.　　Naturally, as a member of the class at that time, Lin Wanxing also asked Wen Chengye to collect this homework.　　"What's your reason for not turning in your homework?" Lin Wanxing asked Wen Chengye.　　"How did Wen Chengye answer?" 　　Standing on the plastic runway of Wuchuan Road Stadium, Wang Fa asked.　　The weather is getting warmer, and the students come to the stadium to train after the exam, and Lin Wanxing is also dragged to move his muscles. She ran around first, and then secretly messed up with Wang Fa while talking to Wang Fa about what she met Wen Chengye today.　　"Coach, do you want to guess?" Lin Wanxing deliberately slowed down and stopped in front of Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa pressed the stopwatch, whistled to the players who were training on the court, and said, "I guess Wen Chengye will turn around and leave, and Mr. Kobayashi must want to run two more laps." Lin Wanxing took a breath and looked at Wang Fa in shock, almost not mentioning it in one breath.　　Of course, Wang Fa's guess was right, Wen Chengye did turn around and leave. Except for some comrades who have a perverted enthusiasm for completing their homework, Lin Wanxing has not seen anyone who will take the initiative to hand in their homework.　　Homework has to be collected by the teacher.　　After running for another half a lap, Lin Wanxing said to Wang Fa.　　"Mr. Kobayashi sounds very confident that he will receive the homework." 　　"It's not confidence, I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do as a teacher." She said.　　"What should I do, do my homework?" Wang Fa asked.　　"It's the same." Lin Wanxing replied.　　Soccer training time becomes shorter.　　The students came to the court after the exam at three o'clock, and at about five o'clock, they finished their training.　　After the day became longer, it was still bright at five o'clock. Everyone packed up the training equipment, and when they were halfway busy, some people ran into the field in twos and threes.　　The climate is gradually getting warmer, and more and more people come to Wuchuan Road Stadium to play wild ball.　　They carried bags, wore professional equipment, and brought their own footballs, and Lin Wanxing also saw the students' good friend Coach Xiao Sun in the crowd.　　Since the last time he came to the team for a tryout, Coach Sun has gradually gotten to know a group of friends who love football, and they sometimes play together. But this time, their opponents wore uniform uniforms and their equipment looked very professional.　　The students looked at it for a while, and then pulled Coach Xiao Sun: "Who?" "Yonghua Software next door!" Coach Xiao Sun wore a bright blue tights today, and showed everyone his newly bought spikes as he spoke.　　"What's that, programmer?" Qin Ao was shocked, "The one who writes code can also play football?" "Do you look down on people?" Coach Xiao Sun said, "People are the champion team of our City Enterprise Cup!" Hearing this, the students' eyes were full of respect when they looked at the programmers of Yonghua Software Company.　　It was still early, and the students had nothing to do, so they couldn't help but sit down on the side of the court and watch the two sides kick off.　　These days, in addition to playing games by themselves, they just watch football games on TV, and this immersive experience of watching the game seems to have never been there.　　Coach Xiao Sun has a great physique, serves as a back waist, and rampages like a bulldozer, and the stuck position is a mountain.　　The programmers of Yonghua Software often collided with him and fell to the ground, and the intensity of the physical confrontation between the two sides was not at the same level.　　The students watching the game on the sidelines exclaimed in great devotion.　　There was no referee for the wild ball, and when the players fell, they stood up and patted the dirt on their bodies to continue.　　Although the physical fitness is poor, the programmers of Yonghua Software have good skills at their feet, and they have cooperated with each other for a long time, and they scored in a short time.　　Of course, the students supported Coach Xiao Sun, and immediately shouted on the sidelines to cheer for Coach Xiao Sun.　　Coach Sun shook his fist at them.　　The atmosphere was warm for a while.　　About ten minutes later, Coach Xiao Sun seized the opportunity and burst into the penalty area with a horizontal pass, scoring by the striker, and the two sides drew 1:1.　　As the sun sets, the competition is anxious, and the students are fascinated by it.　　The evening breeze blew through the grass, and I don't know who said, "Will we play football like this when we work in the future?" The setting sun turned the tips of the blades of grass a little bright orange, and the rest of the course was gradually covered in darkness, and no one answered the court.

第100章 大会 　　宏景八中高三下学期扬帆动员大会暨高三上学期表彰大会， 于周五上午9：00正式召开。 　　全体高三年级学生齐聚礼堂，林晚星和足球队的学生们，也被通知需到场参加。 　　学生们刚考完摸底考试， 又要来学校开会， 内心都有些忐忑。林晚星让大家提前在体育器材室集合，把前两天考试的卷子全部下发。 　　近日专攻学习，学生们成绩肯定令人惊喜。但比起卷面上的分数，他们已经更习惯在意试卷本身，于是立刻在体育器材室里讨论起题目来。 　　他们问题很多，恨不得立刻解决， 林晚星帮助他们梳理着知识点薄弱部分。等到典礼快开始，一群人才意识到还有会要开。 　　“卧槽！要来不及了！” 　　秦敖一声大喊，学生们疯也似的夺门而去。 　　足球队的脚力非林晚星能及， 她只能关上体育器材室大门， 慢悠悠跟在后面。 　　校园里， 柳树长出新芽，春风拂过校舍。付新书的脚似乎也好得差不多了， 他完全能跟上队友们的奔跑。 　　林晚星踏入礼堂，主席台上主持人已经就位。 　　足球队的学生们在最后排冲她挥手，角落还有个空位，是给她留的。 　　高三年级的大会大致流程相似。 　　主持人宣布开场， 校长发言后是学生代表发言。 　　再然后，高三年级的年级组长老师对学生们高三上学期开学考成绩，进行了相关质量分析。并结合了高考形式，鼓励学生们明确目标， 脚踏实地。 　　从最后排往前看去， 小礼堂中人头济济， 不一会儿功夫温度就直线上升，再加上老师的讲话内容太过“专业”，从前到后的学生们都开始昏昏欲睡。 　　直到，颁奖仪式开始 　　“接下来，我们将表彰一些同学，他们在高三上学期各项学科竞赛中取得优异的成绩，为校争光。” 　　教务主任开始一一宣读学生名单和所获奖项。 　　“宏景八中田径队，在省冬季运动会中取得了优异成绩，更值得一提的是，陈卫东同学在高中男子400米栏项目中夺得银牌，实现我校在跨栏项目上奖牌0的突破。” 　　“陈卫东”三个字，让足球队所有学生不约而同抬头。 　　在省运会中有优异成绩的学生们列队上台领奖，陈卫东走在队伍末尾。他穿着校服，身材高大，看起来比在足球队时更壮了一些。 　　礼堂灯光下，他胸前的银牌很是瞩目。 　　足球队的所有学生们或坐或靠，每个人都安静地看着远处主席台。 　　校长给每位获奖运动员再次颁发了学校奖状，大家列队合影，全场鼓掌。 　　林晚星边鼓掌，边看向她的学生们。 　　在后座的晦暗空间里，男生们面容沉静，没人有任何动作。 　　颁奖典礼和大部分学生没有关系，所以偷偷玩手机的也有。 　　学生们走上礼堂领奖台，省市三好学生的奖项后，是学校内部奖项。 　　教务主任继续说道：“其中，高三一班的文成业同学，高三二班的柳如水同学，在高三上学期学习中取得显著进步。他们用实际行动告诉我们，无论你们一开始基础如何，只要努力学习，就能收获回报。我们将为他们颁发‘最快进步奖’。” 　　几乎像是按下什么按钮。 　　足球队所有学生都“唰”地抬头，看向礼堂主席台。 　　高三一班在阶梯教室最前位置。 　　文成业站起身，同排学生为他侧身让道，后排也有男生女生发出些微动静。 　　文成业确实很惹眼。 　　他皮肤天生白，今天穿了校服，里面又是白衬衣，站在台上，像浑然天成的好学生一样。林晚星想，在场或许只有三个人知道，文成业的“最快进步奖”是怎么来的。 　　校长微笑着给两位学生颁奖，文成业弯腰致意，校长轻轻拍了拍文成业的肩膀。 　　再抬头时，文成业目光如漆，遥遥地盯着后排的某一处。 　　林晚星转过头。 　　只见秦敖大马金刀地靠坐在椅子上，举起手，冲文成业亮了个中指。 　　晚上，梧桐路17号小教室。 　　林晚星下班回家，少见地察觉到整个楼道静悄悄的。 　　教室的投影仪，终于又开始播放比赛录像了。 　　这些天来，王法不是没有训练安排。但却一次没有给学生们复盘比赛，分析思路。如果说学生们是草原上悠闲踱步的绵羊，那一直掌管羊群的那头边牧，好像最近一直躺在草地上晒太阳。 　　林晚星见过边牧认真工作的样子，所以总觉得，他是故意为之，或者说，他在等待什么。 　　推开门，小教室墙壁上的投影仪正在静默地播放比赛。 　　屋子里，学生们都抬着头，严肃地观看着比赛。他们每个人桌上都摆着纸笔，可林晚星一眼望去，没人写任何东西。 　　紧张的复习备考后，总还是要把注意力稍许分给一些即将到来的比赛，这很合理。但投影仪中播放的录像，却是学生们最不愿意重复观看的部分。 　　王法没有站在幕布前主导复盘，而是依靠在教室最后，远望着比赛视频中的小羊们。 　　林晚星手里拿着罐可乐，王法刚发消息让她下班带的。她把可乐递过去，“刺啦”一声，王法单手拉开易拉罐。 　　听到响动，秦敖立刻回头。可看到喝可乐的人是王法，男生想说的一些话又被憋住了。 　　“教练。”换陈江河开口。 　　“恩？”投影仪上比赛继续，遥控器和激光笔在王法手上，他边喝可乐，边淡淡地应了一声。 　　“您究竟是为什么非让我们看这场？”郑飞扬心直口快地问了出来。 　　“我刚才表述得不够清晰吗？”王法倒是很闲适平和，“我想听听大家对于10人队伍排兵布阵的看法。” 　　幕布上，雾气蒙蒙的球场画面推进。 　　禹州银象边锋带球从肋部插入，将球挑传到禁区中路。郑飞扬在中路补位，文成业并未防守后点，他选择前插，跑出了禁区。 　　那是他们前几日对阵禹州银象的第一例失球。 　　足球被摆渡到了后点，因为文成业防守失位，皮球被禹州银象前锋轻松起脚射入球门。 　　“艹。” 　　秦敖从头到尾冷淡地看完，最后骂了一声。 　　王法按下暂停键。 　　学生们齐齐过头。 　　王法喝了口可乐，问：“有什么想法吗？” 　　“教练，你就非拿文狗恶心我们吗？这能有什么想法，不就是他防守问题？”郑飞扬咬牙切齿地。 　　王法没回答，他放下可乐，伸出手。 　　林晚星从口袋里掏出一卷红色标记带，放在他手里，这也是王法刚让她买的。 　　王法走到投影幕布前，顺手撕开一截胶带，把文成业的身影贴去，然后问台下：“看着舒服点了吗？” 　　球员们撇撇嘴，不说话。 　　“教练，我总觉得你话里有话。”陈江河说。 　　“对这场球有很多想法的人是你们，不是我。”王法很直接，“请你们把注意力放到回答我的问题上来，去掉文成业以后，这球该怎么办。” 　　学生们抬头看向投影幕布。 　　教练动作随意，但态度足够认真严谨，所以学生们也不由自主地观察起来。 　　在林晚星看来，文成业的身影反射在通红的胶带纸上，显得异常刺目。 　　她和学生们一样，不清楚教练究竟想说什么。她只知道，她自己必须要足够专注在这场比赛中。 　　“好像……”画面中另一位关键球员，终于开口，“我必须得争赢这个头球。”郑飞扬这么说。 　　秦敖听到这话，立刻插嘴：“老郑你别抢着背锅啊，这球文成业的问题，和你有什么关系？” 　　所有学生都看着定格的投影。 　　这时禹洲银象中锋在和郑飞扬在争抢第一落点，而他们另一名前锋已悄然前插到禁区内空档处，且不越位。这意味着禹州银象的前锋可以随时接应到中锋头球摆渡，然后直面门将冯锁。 　　从画面中把文成业擦去，这个防守问题确实就变得简单清晰起来。 　　郑飞扬必须得争赢头球。 　　周围所有人都安静下来，似乎默认了这一答案。 　　“然后呢？”王法的声音于黑暗的沉思中响起。 　　学生们看向他们的教练， 　　“郑飞扬争赢这个头球以后，怎么办？”王法问。 　　学生们感到疑惑。 　　如果球场上只有10个人，能争赢头球守下已属不易，还要有然后吗？ 　　付新书：“教练你的意思是，反击？” 　　王法把激光笔交给他，示意他对着比赛画面继续。 　　付新书司职中场，更了解策动反击。他开始观察整个球场画面。 　　王法的暂停画面非常刁钻。 　　其中，禹州银象两个边后卫已经前压，而中后卫也上了一个，后场只留了另一个身着3号球衣的中后卫。也就是说，禹州他们大部分力量都在边路和中路，能够及时回防的，只有两个人。 　　而相反，宏景八中方面，陈江河在中圈弧顶一带，秦敖已经开始回防。也就是说…… 　　“如果郑飞扬争到了第一落点，能将球顶到了弧顶一带，那这里没有敌我双方的任何球员，是个空挡！” 　　付新书说到这里，突然看向幕布。在那里，王法刚贴上的红色胶布格外刺目，像道刚割开的伤口。 　　箭头所指，文成业正朝着付新书标出的空位移动。 　　老投影仪工作过热的嗡嗡声在这个空间内响起，付新书的脸色在光影下白得彻底。 　　教室里没有人说话。 　　最先动作的还是王法。 　　他按下播放键，比赛视频终于继续向前滚动。 　　秦敖从惊愕状态恢复，他看到付新书苍白的脸色，深吸一口气，说：“教练，其实你想说的是，我们不能把输比赛的问题完全归结在文成业身上，他其实有自己的想法？” 　　“我认为，接下来是你们最后的两场比赛了，不如少想一点‘谁的问题’，把有限精力专注赛场本身。比方说好好想一想，如何用10人阵容继续比赛。”他停顿下来。 　　林晚星坐在教室最后，见王法看了她一眼，说，“继续认真看比赛，把你们的想法写下来，交给我。”
Chapter 100 General Assembly The second semester of the third semester of Hongjing No. 8 High School and the commendation meeting of the first semester of the third year of high school were officially held at 9:00 a.m. on Friday.　　All the third-year high school students gathered in the auditorium, and Lin Wanxing and the students of the football team were also notified that they needed to be present to participate.　　The students had just finished the preliminary exam, and they were going to come to the school for a meeting, and they were all a little nervous. Lin Wanxing asked everyone to gather in the sports equipment room in advance and distribute all the papers of the first two days of the exam.　　Recently, I have been studying hard, and the students' results are definitely surprising. But they were more accustomed to paying more attention to the test paper itself than the score on the paper, so they immediately discussed the questions in the sports equipment room.　　They have a lot of problems, and they can't wait to solve them immediately, Lin Wanxing helps them sort out the weak parts of their knowledge. It wasn't until the ceremony was about to start that a group realized that there was still a meeting to go.　　"! It's too late! Qin Ao shouted, and the students rushed to the door like crazy.　　The foot strength of the football team is beyond Lin Wanxing's ability, so she can only close the door of the sports equipment room and follow behind slowly.　　On campus, willow trees sprout new shoots, and the spring breeze blows through the school building. Fu Xinshu's feet seem to be almost better, and he can fully keep up with his teammates.　　Lin Wanxing stepped into the auditorium, and the host on the rostrum was already in place.　　The students of the soccer team waved at her in the back row, and there was an empty seat in the corner for her.　　The general flow of the assembly in the third year of high school is similar.　　The moderator opened the remarks, followed by the Principal's speech, followed by the student representatives.　　Then, the grade leader teacher of the third year of high school conducted a relevant quality analysis of the students' results in the first semester of the third semester of high school. Combined with the college entrance examination format, students are encouraged to have clear goals and be down-to-earth.　　Looking forward from the back row, the small auditorium was full of people, and after a while, the temperature of Kung Fu skyrocketed, and the content of the teacher's speech was too "professional", and the students from front to back began to fall asleep.　　Until, the award ceremony began "Next, we will recognize some students who have achieved excellent results in various subject competitions in the first semester of their third year of high school and won glory for the school." 　　The Dean of Academic Affairs began to read out the list of students and the awards they had received one by one.　　"The track and field team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School has achieved excellent results in the Provincial Winter Games, and it is worth mentioning that Chen Weidong won the silver medal in the high school men's 400-meter hurdles event, achieving a breakthrough of 0 medals in the hurdles event of our school." 　　The three words "Chen Weidong" made all the students of the football team look up in unison.　　The students who had excellent results in the Provincial Games lined up on the stage to receive the award, and Chen Weidong walked at the end of the team. He was tall in his school uniform and looked a little stronger than he had been on the football team.　　Under the auditorium lights, the silver medal on his chest was very eye-catching.　　All the students on the soccer team sat or leaned, and everyone quietly looked at the rostrum in the distance.　　The principal presented the school certificate to each award-winning athlete again, and everyone lined up for a group photo and the audience applauded.　　Lin Wanxing clapped and looked at her students.　　In the dark space of the back seat, the boys' faces were calm, and no one made any movements.　　The award ceremony has nothing to do with most of the students, so there are also those who secretly play with their mobile phones.　　The students walked up to the podium in the auditorium, and after the awards of the provincial and municipal three good students, it was the school's internal awards.　　The Dean of Academic Affairs continued, "Among them, Wen Chengye from the first class of the third year of high school and Liu Rushui from the second class of the third year of high school have made significant progress in the first semester of the third year of high school. They have shown us that no matter what your foundation is at the beginning, as long as you work hard, you will reap the rewards. We will award them the 'Most Improved Progress' Award. It's almost like pressing a button on something.　　All the students of the football team looked up at the auditorium podium.　　The senior third class is at the front of the lecture hall.　　Wen Chengye stood up, and the students in the same row made way for him, and there were also boys and girls in the back row who made a slight movement.　　Wen Chengye is indeed very eye-catching.　　He was born with white skin, and today he wore a school uniform with a white shirt underneath, standing on the stage like a good student. Lin Wanxing thought that there might only be three people present who knew how Wen Chengye's "Fastest Progress Award" came about.　　The principal smiled and presented awards to the two students, Wen Chengye bent down to salute, and the principal gently patted Wen Chengye on the shoulder.　　When he looked up again, Wen Chengye's eyes were like paint, staring at a certain place in the back row.　　Lin Wanxing turned her head.　　I saw Qin Ao leaning back on the chair, raising his hand, and flashing his middle finger at Wen Chengye.　　In the evening, the small classroom at No. 17 Wutong Road.　　Lin Wanxing came home from work and rarely noticed that the entire corridor was quiet.　　The projector in the classroom finally started playing the video of the game again.　　These days, Wang Fa is not without training arrangements. But once did not give the students a review of the game and analyze the ideas. If the students are sheep pacing leisurely on the grassland, then the frontier herd, who has been in charge of the sheep, seems to have been lying on the grass and basking in the sun recently.　　Lin Wanxing had seen Bian Mu working hard, so he always felt that he was doing it on purpose, or rather, what was he waiting for.　　Pushing open the door, the projector on the wall of the small classroom was silently playing the game.　　In the room, the students all looked up and watched the game seriously. Each of them had a pen and paper on their tables, but Lin Wanxing saw that no one had written anything.　　After a stressful review and preparation, it is reasonable to always divide your attention a little bit between some upcoming competitions. But the video shown on the projector is the part that students are least willing to watch repeatedly.　　Wang Fa did not stand in front of the curtain to lead the review, but leaned on the back of the classroom, looking at the sheep in the game video from afar.　　Lin Wanxing was holding a can of Coke in her hand, and Wang Fagang sent a message for her to bring it after work. She handed the Coke over, and with a "sting" sound, Wang Fa opened the can with one hand.　　Hearing the sound, Qin Ao immediately turned around. can see that the person who drinks Coke is Wang Fa, and some of the words that the boy wants to say are held back again.　　"Coach." Change Chen Jianghe to speak.　　"Huh?" The game continued on the projector, the remote control and laser pointer were in Wang Fa's hand, and he responded lightly while drinking Coke.　　"Why the hell do you have to let us watch this?" Zheng Feiyang asked bluntly.　　"Didn't I say it clearly enough?" Wang Fa is very relaxed and peaceful, "I want to hear everyone's opinions on the formation of the 10-person team. On the curtain, the foggy stadium is flickered.　　The Yuzhou Silver Elephant winger inserted the ball from the ribs and picked the ball to the middle of the penalty area. Zheng Feiyang made up for it in the middle, Wen Chengye did not defend the back point, he chose to step forward and ran out of the penalty area.　　That was their first goal conceded against Yuzhou Silver Elephants a few days ago.　　The football was ferried to the back point, because Wen Chengye's defense was out of position, and the ball was easily shot into the goal by the Yuzhou Silver Elephant striker.　　"." 　　Qin Ao read it coldly from beginning to end, and finally scolded.　　Wang Fa pressed the pause button.　　The students turned their heads in unison.　　Wang Fa took a sip of Coke and asked, "Do you have any ideas?" "Coach, do you have to disgust us with Naven dog? What can be the idea of this, isn't it just a matter of his defense? Zheng Feiyang gritted his teeth.　　Wang Fa didn't answer, he put down the coke and stretched out his hand.　　Lin Wanxing took out a roll of red marker tape from her pocket and put it in his hand, which was also what Wang Fagang asked her to buy.　　Wang Fa walked to the projection screen, tore off a piece of tape, pasted Wen Chengye's figure, and then asked the audience: "Is it comfortable to watch?" The players pouted and did not speak.　　"Coach, I always feel like you have something to say." Chen Jianghe said.　　"It's you who have a lot of ideas about this game, not me." Wang Fa was very direct, "Please focus on answering my question, what should I do with this ball after removing Wen Chengye." The students looked up at the projection screen.　　The instructor's movements are casual, but his attitude is serious and rigorous enough, so the students can't help but observe.　　In Lin Wanxing's view, Wen Chengye's figure was reflected on the red tape paper, which looked extremely dazzling.　　Like the students, she didn't know exactly what the coach was trying to say. All she knew was that she had to be focused enough on this game.　　"It's like ......," another key player in the picture, finally spoke, "I have to fight for this header." Zheng Feiyang said.　　When Qin Ao heard this, he immediately interjected: "Lao Zheng, don't rush to take the blame, what does this problem have to do with you?" All the students looked at the freeze-frame projection.　　At this time, the Yuzhou Silver Elephant center forward was competing with Zheng Feiyang for the first landing point, and their other striker had quietly stepped forward to the gap in the penalty area and was not offside. This means that the striker of Yuzhou Silver Elephant can receive the center's header at any time, and then face goalkeeper Feng Suo.　　Erasing Wen Chengye from the picture, this defensive problem has indeed become simple and clear.　　Zheng Feiyang has to fight for the winning header.　　Everyone around them fell silent, seemingly acquiescing to the answer.　　"And then?" Wang Fa's voice rang out in dark contemplation.　　The students looked at their coaches, "What will Zheng Feiyang do after he wins this header?" Wang Fa asked.　　The students were confused.　　If there are only 10 people on the court, it is not easy to win the header and keep it.　　Fu Xinshu: "Coach, what do you mean, counterattack? Wang Fa handed him the laser pointer and motioned for him to continue with the game screen.　　Fu Xinshu plays as a midfielder and knows better how to instigate counterattacks. He began to observe the whole stadium.　　Wang Fa's pause screen is very tricky.　　Among them, the two fullbacks of Yuzhou Silver Elephant have pressed forward, and the central defender has also gone up, leaving only another central defender wearing the No. 3 jersey in the backfield. In other words, most of their forces in Yuzhou are on the side and in the middle, and there are only two people who can return to defense in time.　　On the contrary, in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, Chen Jianghe is at the top of the arc of the central circle, and Qin Ao has begun to defend himself. Other words...... 　　"If Zheng Feiyang fights for the first drop point and can push the ball to the top of the arc, then there are no players on either side here, it is a vacancy!" 　　When Fu Xinshu said this, he suddenly looked at the curtain. There, the red tape that Wang Fagang put on was particularly dazzling, like a wound that had just been cut.　　The arrow pointed to Wen Chengye moving towards the vacant space marked by Fu Xinshu.　　The hum of the old projector overheating sounded in this space, and Fu Xinshu's face turned completely white in the light and shadow.　　No one spoke in the classroom.　　The first to act was Wang Fa.　　He pressed play, and the video of the game finally continued to scroll forward.　　Qin Ao recovered from his stunned state, he saw Fu Xinshu's pale face, took a deep breath, and said, "Coach, in fact, what you want to say is that we can't completely attribute the problem of losing the game to Wen Chengye, he actually has his own ideas?" "I think it's your last two games, so it's better to think a little less about 'who's the problem' and focus on the game. Let's say think about how to continue the game with a 10-man lineup. He paused.　　Lin Wanxing sat at the end of the classroom, saw Wang Fa glanced at her, and said, "Continue to watch the game carefully, write down your thoughts, and give them to me." ”

第101章 千家 　　虽然林晚星很清楚， 王法这是在让学生们自己思考。但她总觉得王法这教学方式，有“借鉴”嫌疑。 　　晚上洗完澡，林晚星在天台上工作， 笔记本摆开在木制餐桌上。 　　她正在整理学生们的姓名和身份信息。 　　根据组委会最新赛程安排， 他们和永川恒大青年队的比赛，将于周日早上8：00开始，所以大家要提前一天去永川。 　　学校大巴不能跟他们外出过夜，第二天还有用处。所以她和钱老师商量了下，怎么处理学生们出行食宿的问题。钱老师觉得最天气不好，老起夜雾， 高速上还有客车劫案发生。因此让她给学生们定高铁票，外出安全第一。 　　林晚星于是先核对完学生们的身份信息，定好高铁票， 又按照预算， 定下了比赛场附近旅馆。 　　楼下的夜间新闻声， 从“高速劫案”转进到最近打击的黑恶势力团伙。主持人正在通报该团伙抢劫、非法□□、组织非法地下赌球等等恶行。 　　对门的房客正在洗澡，水声和新闻声成了林晚星工作的背景音。忙完这些事情， 王法正好洗完澡，推门出来。 　　春天晚上的天台还是很冷，风带来了柠檬薄荷味沐浴露味道。外面下起小雨，林晚星光着脚， 新打开一个邮件页面。她把赛程安排和一些其他内容上传，噼里啪啦敲完信，按下发送键，最后才抬头向王法抱怨：“就因为你让他们写小作文， 刚楼下奶奶说， 孩子们走的时候都不高兴， 让我们少给孩子压力。” 　　一条大毛毯从天而降，遮住林晚星的脑袋，柠檬薄荷味瞬间将她包裹起来。她挣扎了下，调整姿势，把脚缩进毛毯里。 　　“和小林老师学的。”王法用华夫格毛巾擦着头发，在她对面坐下，“教学方法与时俱进。” 　　“与时俱进地偷懒！”林晚星笑了起来，端起旁边的易拉罐喝了一口，才发现雪碧罐子空了。 　　王法已经在煮茶了。 　　桌边有包油纸包住的茶叶，上面是“皖南村茶厂制”几个印刷红字。 　　柔软的华夫格毛巾搁在手边，春天夜里温度有些点低，小火炉带给人软和安静的感觉。 　　林晚星一直觉得，虽然王法在国外生活很久，但并没有太多明显的异国他乡习惯。他话不多，中文讲得没问题，偶尔还很幽默。 　　想到这里，王法目光正好飘了过来。林晚星和他目光一撞，不由得轻咳一声。 　　“小林老师想问什么？”王法问。 　　“呃！”林晚星刚准备开口，忽然看到电脑屏幕中的一个瞬间。她按了下暂停键，问王法，“其实教练一开始就发现了吧？” 　　林晚星看的，是他们最早同永川恒大比赛的视频。林晚星的足球知识都是最近一点点积累的，但她能感觉到，视频中文成业不完全是故意捣乱不想好好防守，他有时也像是锐利的猎犬，时刻准备冲锋。 　　“发现什么？” 　　“就是文成业……”林晚星想了下，说，“文成业其实没有刻意不配合，他有自己的想法。” 　　“哪里？”王法这么问。 　　林晚星干脆掀开毯子，搬着笔记本电脑准备坐到王法身边一起看比赛。只是她屁股还没碰上长凳，就看到王法的视线落在长桌对面的毯子上。 　　林晚星赶紧放下电脑，蹬蹬蹬跑回去把毯子拿回来盖好。 　　王法这才收回目光，看向笔记本电脑屏幕。 　　水刚刚煮上，还未烧开，空气里有柴火轻微的噼啪声。 　　球场上，每次文成业有所动作时，林晚星都暂停一下。 　　“这是在摆烂乱踢。”王法说。 　　林晚星尬了下，让视频播放一会儿，又按暂停。 　　“这个呢？” 　　“很不错的反击想法。” 　　“这里呢？” 　　“判断失误。” 　　天台昏黄的灯光下，林晚星每次暂停，王法总能给出对文成业意图的判断。 　　好像他把这些比赛看了很多遍。 　　还有一种可能是，在球场上这些比赛发生的当时，王法就已知晓球员们的意图和比赛走向。 　　或许也不止是比赛，每日训练中、比赛复盘里，他对球员的想法都了然于心。 　　林晚星突然发现，其实王法一直在放牧他的小羊们，虽然看起来懒懒散散，但他也会在小羊们要踏出边界时把他们拽住。 　　他始终在掌控这支球队，那声果断的“弃权”就是最好证明。 　　但为什么，他之前没有对文成业的表现发表任何看法？而是要在大家矛盾激化，解散了不打了的时候，才让球员们在冷静下来后，回头再看看当时的比赛呢？ 　　铁壶里的水将将烧开，空气里的滋滋声响亮了起来。 　　林晚星思考着，笔尖轻轻点在草稿纸上。 　　王法烫了遍茶盏，面容沉静，开始一系列悠闲的喝茶工序。 　　许多次，文成业训练时不听话跑位的样子在林晚星脑海中浮现。学生们球场上的争执，文成业“回做球训练”时选择自己带球的动作，完全不听安排…… 　　一杯新茶放到手边。 　　林晚星下意识端起，喝了一口，霎间觉得齿颊皆香。 　　草稿纸翻过一页，林晚星忽然发现，她今天用的草稿本是学生们旧作业纸装订而成的。 　　上面是一道古诗词填空题。 　　《望江南·超然台作》 　　宋代：苏轼 　　春未老，风细柳斜斜。试上超然台上望，半壕春水一城花。 　　寒食后，酒醒却咨嗟。休对故人思故国，且将新火试新茶。 　　答题的笔迹歪歪斜斜，但很难得，那两句词填对了。 　　再看左上角，姓名那栏里，写的是“文成业”。 　　林晚星转了圈笔，在上面打了个勾。 　　夜幕中，绵绵细雨从城市的一侧向另一侧推移。 　　福安花园是宏景最早的别墅小区，也因为早，这里每栋楼看上去都有些破旧。 　　爬山虎的残骸挂在砖墙上，小区没有人车分流，所以坐在房间里，也能听到外面的汽车碾过小路，在窨井盖上“咯噔”一下，发出令人牙酸的声响。 　　福安花园14栋。 　　总的来说，这是间很热闹的屋子。 　　一楼的保姆刚收拾完餐桌，太太们的麻将局还在继续。近几日家里并不安宁，墙上的画框和家里很明显残缺的瓷器摆件，都证明这里发生过激烈斗争。 　　但这也不代表，家里是不温暖的。 　　老别墅区没有地暖，可女士们的麻将桌前架着两台油汀。小保姆端着茶水和蛋糕走到旁边，感受到热烘烘的气息扑面而来。伯爵红茶倒出来的汩汩茶汤是琥珀色的，她听到了桌上女士们的对话。 　　李女士在讲最近新遇到的柜台小哥。 　　王太太则在说那肯定不是什么好东西。 　　她们边打麻将，边抽空分析了一会柜台小哥的朋友圈，看干不干净，有没有搞头。 　　最后，陈太太看了家里的主人，说，“这种事情文太太有经验的呀。” 　　小保姆正好在倒茶，差点吓得把茶汤倒出杯子。 　　不过她们家太太是处变不惊的，她拍出一张一筒：“有什么经验呀。不就是我死去的前夫天天外面找女人吗，我也是没想到，春节出去度个假，他也能把人合作伙伴带的女秘书睡了，搞得我们滞留在冰岛那种鬼地方。” 　　“老文死了？” 　　“你们离了？” 　　桌上的女士们都惊呆了。 　　“死不死、离不离的，有什么两样？”文太太悠悠闲闲地说道。 　　“那家产分了没啦？” 　　“你们之前股权架构怎么做的？” 　　霎时，诸位太太又开始八卦。 　　趁牌桌上大家吃惊的当口，文太太满意地笑了起来，她翻出一张刚摸的麻将，拍开：“自摸了。” 　　桌上女士们吵闹了起来。 　　文太太：“我的钱一分不会少的，我还有儿子。我儿子今天又领了学校的奖，最靠得住的，还是我乖宝宝。” 　　陈太太很明显翻了个白眼。 　　李女士低头继续翻柜台小哥的朋友圈。 　　一时间，牌桌打乱，麻将重砌，屋子再次响起了麻将洗牌的哗啦啦声音。 　　声音可以透过楼板，但一楼的暖和温度却不能。 　　二楼尽头的房间昏暗冰冷。 　　说不清是空调坏了，还是因为房间的主人的喜好。总之偌大的房间里，只有电脑屏幕的光。房间里气息冰冷，冻得人手脚发寒。 　　屏幕中，召唤师峡谷地图上只亮着一小块，大部分地方视野全黑。 　　耳机内，队友被击杀的提示音接连响起，画面中的剑姬，却自顾自拆着眼前的防御塔。 　　霎时，游戏中飒爽的美女周围被接连ping出问号。 　　队友公屏打字喷剑姬不来参团。 　　一双手抚上键盘，在对话框输入：mute all，按下回车键，然后继续一个人的游戏。 　　游戏进程跌宕起伏，却和上单没有任何关系。右下角的头像明明灭灭，队友死去又复活，身着冠军皮肤的剑姬却只是重复着吃兵、推塔、被杀然后再出门的操作。 　　双方互推高地，我方水晶前，队友接连倒下。 　　峡谷另一端，剑姬砍下最后一刀，水晶爆炸出蓝光。 　　victory图标闪现。 　　与此同时，屏幕中右下角，邮箱提示新邮件送达。 　　一双手轻按在鼠标上，下意识想要点×，却在看到发信人时停了下来。 　　片刻后，窗口切换，邮件被点开。 　　楼下的争吵，是从那辆黑色轿车回来开始的。 　　一开始是响亮的汽车引擎声侵入夜色，随后车胎“咯噔”一下刮过窨井盖，刹车声响，车门打开又被“砰”地砸上。 　　牌桌上，文太太脸色很明显变了下。随之而来的，是猛地被推开的家门。 　　寒风细雨灌入屋内，文先生的身影，出现在门厅吊灯下。 　　已经婚姻破灭的夫妻，根本不用讲任何情面。 　　文先生鞋也不换，直接走到牌桌前。 　　桌上几位女士刚换上震惊神情，文先生就一脚踹翻牌桌，麻将暴雨惊雷般落了满地。 　　“婊子，搞男人搞到学校去了？” 　　随着一声怒吼，楼上冰冷的窗框随之抖了几下。 　　麻将牌碾过地板、哗啦啦砸得处都是，“破鞋”“贱男人”之声不绝于耳。这些音调被空间骤然拉高，向小楼的每个角落侵袭而去。 　　直到 　　二楼房间的那张书桌前。 　　电脑窗口已从《英雄联盟》切换到了收件箱。 　　亮白色光线从屏幕中投下，却仿佛有奇异魔力，那些听上去格外凄厉的争吵声，被暂时隔绝。 　　窗口中是一排邮件。 　　最上面那封的标题是《宏景八中足球队赛程及相关作业安排》 　　一只被冻得发白的手握住鼠标，双击，点开了邮件。 　　随着信件徐徐展开，让人头皮发麻的背景音渐渐淡去，轻快的女声跳跃而出…… 　　hello 文成业： 　　1.接组委会通知，青超联赛最新赛程安排在下周日早上八点，我们将客场迎战永川恒大青年队。 　　具体比赛地址和定位如下图。 　　2.教练今天布置了复盘作业，让大家写一篇小论文，题目是：《浅述10人高中生球队战胜永川恒大青年队之方法》。希望你在下周日前，按时交作业。 　　3.比赛复盘视频我将网盘方式发送给你，自己去下载哦。 　　ps：我们去永川坐高铁，时间车次如下，届时刷身份证有惊喜。 　　最后： 　　我作业呢我作业呢我作业呢？ 　　什么时候交我作业？ 　　你敬爱的老师林晚星 　　xxx年x月x日 　　比赛地点示意图、网盘地址和车票截图全部附在邮件最下方。 　　正经与不正经的语气混合，文成业把那些截图拖到最后时，一种荒诞感在心里蔓延开来。 　　过了很长一段时间，久到楼下声音渐渐平息，他才切换电脑窗口。 　　复制、黏贴、输入密码…… 　　鼠标在下载键上停顿了下，旧别墅木楼梯发出“咯吱”“咯吱”声。 　　文先生踏上二楼丽嘉，一把推开房门。 　　楼道光线涌入室内，房间里反而更暗了。 　　“乖儿子，这几天在学校怎么样？”文父换上了温和地笑容。 　　电脑窗口被迅速切换，文成业的手指动了动。用草稿纸盖住桌上的作业，目光冷漠地看向房门口。 　　“下个礼拜天，爸爸给你约了出国机构的老师，早上8点钟，张师傅会来接你去，早点起来啊。” 　　没有任何动作。 　　“乖儿子早点睡啊。”文先生关上了门。 　　楼下的女人哭得更加撕心裂肺。 　　“文子桓！你别想把我儿子带走！那是我儿子！” 　　门被重重摔上。 　　屋屋内重归寂静。 　　电脑屏幕成为屋内唯一的光源，依稀照亮被纸遮住的那几页。 　　光标滑动。 　　您是否确定下载该内容。 　　书桌前的人拿起耳机再次戴上，往手心呵了口气。 　　然后他轻轻地，点了下鼠标。
Chapter 101: A Thousand Families Although Lin Wanxing knew very well that Wang Fa was letting the students think for themselves. But she always felt that Wang Fa's teaching method was suspected of "borrowing".　　After taking a shower in the evening, Lin Wanxing worked on the rooftop, and the notebook was laid out on the wooden dining table.　　She is sorting out the names and identities of the students.　　According to the latest schedule of the organizing committee, their match with Yongchuan Evergrande Youth Team will start at 8:00 on Sunday morning, so everyone should go to Yongchuan one day in advance.　　The school bus can't go out with them overnight, and it's still useful the next day. So she discussed with Teacher Qian how to deal with the problem of students' travel and accommodation. Mr. Qian felt that the weather was the worst, the night fog was old, and there were passenger car robberies on the highway. Therefore, she asked her to book high-speed rail tickets for students, and safety first when going out.　　Lin Wanxing first checked the identity information of the students, set the high-speed rail tickets, and according to the budget, set the hotel near the competition venue.　　The sound of the nighttime news downstairs has shifted from "high-speed robbery" to the recently cracked down on underworld gangs. The host is reporting on the gang's robbery, illegal □□, organizing illegal underground gambling and other evil acts.　　The tenant at the opposite door was taking a bath, and the sound of water and news became the background sound of Lin Wanxing's work. After finishing these things, Wang Fa just finished taking a shower and pushed the door out.　　It was still cold on the rooftop on a spring evening, and the wind brought the smell of lemon mint shower gel. It was raining lightly outside, and Lin Wanxing was barefoot, opening a new email page. She uploaded the schedule and some other content, crackled the letter, pressed the send button, and finally looked up and complained to Wang Fa: "Just because you asked them to write a small composition, just downstairs grandma said that the children are not happy when they leave, let us put less pressure on the children." A large blanket fell from the sky, covering Lin Wanxing's head, and the lemon mint flavor instantly wrapped her. She struggled, adjusted her position, and tucked her foot into the blanket.　　"I learned it from Mr. Kobayashi." Wang Fa wiped his hair with a waffle towel and sat down across from her, "The teaching method keeps pace with the times. "Lazy with the times!" Lin Wanxing laughed, picked up the can next to her and took a sip, only to find that the Sprite can was empty.　　Wang Fa is already making tea.　　There are tea leaves wrapped in oiled paper on the side of the table, and on them are several printed red characters of "Made by Tea Factory in Wannan Village".　　Soft waffle towels are at hand, the temperature is a little low on spring nights, and the small stove gives you a soft and quiet feeling.　　Lin Wanxing has always felt that although Wang Fa has lived abroad for a long time, he does not have too many obvious foreign habits. He doesn't talk much, speaks Chinese well, and occasionally has a good sense of humor.　　Thinking of this, Wang Fa's gaze just drifted over. Lin Wanxing collided with his eyes and couldn't help coughing lightly.　　"What does Mr. Kobayashi want to ask?" Wang Fa asked.　　"Ugh!" Lin Wanxing was just about to speak, when she suddenly saw a moment on the computer screen. She pressed the pause button and asked Wang Fa, "Actually, the coach found out at the beginning, right?" Lin Wanxing watched the earliest video of their match with Yongchuan Evergrande. Lin Wanxing's football knowledge has accumulated little by little recently, but she can feel that the video Chinese industry is not entirely deliberately troublesome and does not want to defend well, he is sometimes like a sharp hound, always ready to charge.　　"Found what?" 　　"It's Wen Chengye...... Lin Wanxing thought for a while and said, "Wen Chengye didn't deliberately discooperate, he had his own ideas." "Where?" Wang Fa asked.　　Lin Wanxing simply lifted the blanket and carried her laptop to sit next to Wang Fa to watch the game together. It's just that before her ass touched the bench, she saw Wang Fa's gaze fall on the blanket on the opposite side of the long table.　　Lin Wanxing hurriedly put down the computer, pedaled back and took the blanket back and covered it.　　Wang Fa then withdrew his gaze and looked at the laptop screen.　　The water had just been boiled, but it had not yet boiled, and there was a slight crackling sound of firewood in the air.　　On the court, every time Wen Chengye made a move, Lin Wanxing paused.　　"It's a mess." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing was embarrassed, let the video play for a while, and then pressed pause.　　"Where's this?" 　　"Very good idea to fight back." 　　"What about here?" 　　"Misjudgment." 　　Under the dim light of the rooftop, every time Lin Wanxing paused, Wang Fa could always give a judgment on Wen Chengye's intentions.　　It's like he's watched these games many times.　　It is also possible that when these games took place on the court, Wang Fa was already aware of the players' intentions and the direction of the game.　　Maybe it's not just the game, in the daily training and game review, he knows what the players think.　　Lin Wanxing suddenly discovered that Wang Fa had been grazing his lambs, and although they looked lazy, he would also drag them when they were about to step out of the boundary.　　He was always in control of the team, as evidenced by that decisive "abstention".　　But why, he didn't say anything about Wen Chengye's performance before? But when everyone's contradictions intensified and they disbanded and stopped playing, let the players calm down and look back at the game at that time?　　The water in the iron kettle will boil, and the sizzle in the air will be louder.　　Lin Wanxing pondered, and the tip of the pen lightly tapped on the scratch paper.　　Wang Fa scalded the tea cups, his face was calm, and he began a series of leisurely tea drinking processes.　　Many times, Wen Chengye's disobedient appearance during training appeared in Lin Wanxing's mind. In the dispute on the court of the students, Wen Chengye chose to carry the ball by himself when he "returned to the ball training", and did not listen to the arrangement at all...... 　　Keep a new cup of tea handy.　　Lin Wanxing subconsciously picked it up, took a sip, and suddenly felt that her teeth and cheeks were fragrant.　　Turning the page of the scratch paper, Lin Wanxing suddenly found that the draft book she used today was bound from the students' old homework paper.　　Above is a fill-in-the-blank question of an ancient poem.　　"Looking at the South of the River, Transcendent Taiwan Works" Song Dynasty: Su Shi is not old in spring, and the wind is thin and the willows are oblique. Try to look at the transcendent platform, half a trench spring water and a city of flowers.　　After the cold food, the wine wakes up but sighs. Hugh thinks about the old people and the old country, and will try new tea with new fire.　　The handwriting of the answer is crooked, but it is rare to find that those two sentences are filled in correctly.　　Look at the upper left corner, in the name column, it is written "Wen Chengye".　　Lin Wanxing turned the pen in a circle and ticked it off.　　At night, a drizzle of rain moves from one side of the city to the other.　　Fu'an Garden is the earliest villa community in Hongjing, and because of its early days, every building here looks a little dilapidated.　　The remains of the creeper hang on the brick wall, and there is no car diversion in the community, so sitting in the room, you can also hear the cars outside running over the path and "popping" on the manhole cover, making a tooth-sore sound.　　14 buildings of Fu'an Garden.　　Overall, it's a very lively room.　　The nanny on the first floor had just finished cleaning up the table, and the mahjong game of the wives continued. The family has not been at peace in recent days, and the picture frames on the walls and the obviously broken porcelain ornaments in the home testify to the fierce struggle that took place here.　　But that doesn't mean that the home isn't warm.　　There is no underfloor heating in the old villa area, but there are two oil tablets in front of the mahjong table for the ladies. The little nanny walked to the side with tea and cake and felt the smell of hot baking. The bubbling tea soup poured from Earl Grey's black tea was amber, and she heard the conversation of the ladies at the table.　　Ms. Li is talking about the new counter guy she met recently.　　Mrs. Wang was saying that it was definitely not a good thing.　　While playing mahjong, they took the time to analyze the circle of friends of the counter brother for a while to see if it was clean and whether it was a mess.　　Finally, Mrs. Chen looked at the master of the house and said, "Mrs. Wen is experienced in this kind of thing." The little nanny happened to be pouring tea, and she was almost so frightened that she poured the tea soup out of the cup.　　However, their wife was not surprised, she took a picture of a tube: "What experience do you have?" Isn't it just that my dead ex-husband is looking for a woman outside every day, and I didn't expect that when I went out for a vacation during the Spring Festival, he could also sleep with the female secretary brought by his partner, making us strand in a hellish place like Iceland. "Lao Wen is dead?" 　　"You're leaving?" 　　The ladies at the table were stunned.　　"What is the difference between death and inseparability?" Mrs. Wen said leisurely.　　"Is that property divided?" 　　"How did you structure your shareholdings before?" 　　Suddenly, the wives began to gossip again.　　Taking advantage of the surprise of everyone at the card table, Mrs. Wen laughed with satisfaction, she turned out a mahjong she had just touched, and slapped it open: "Self-draw." The ladies at the table made a noise.　　Mrs. Wen: "I won't lose a penny of money, and I still have a son." My son received the school award again today, and the most reliable one is my good baby. Mrs. Chan visibly rolled her eyes.　　Ms. Li lowered her head and continued to flip through the circle of friends of the little brother at the counter.　　For a while, the card table was disrupted, the mahjong was rebuilt, and the room sounded the sound of mahjong shuffling again.　　Sound can pass through the floor, but the warmth of the first floor cannot.　　The room at the end of the second floor was dim and cold.　　Can't tell if it's because the air conditioner is broken or because of the preferences of the owner of the room. In short, in the huge room, there is only the light of the computer screen. The breath in the room was cold, and it was freezing people's hands and feet.　　On the screen, only a small patch of the Summoner's Canyon map is lit up, and most of the area is completely black.　　In the headset, the prompt tones of teammates being killed sounded one after another, and the sword girl in the picture took care of the defense tower in front of her.　　Suddenly, question marks were pinged around the sassy beauties in the game.　　Teammates public screen typing spray sword Ji did not come to join the group.　　Put your hands on the keyboard, type in the dialog box: mute all, press enter, and continue the game alone.　　The game progresses with ups and downs, but it has nothing to do with the top order. The avatar in the lower right corner is clearly extinguished, and her teammates are dead and resurrected, but Jian Ji, who is wearing a champion skin, just repeats the operation of eating soldiers, pushing towers, being killed, and then going out.　　The two sides pushed each other on the high ground, and in front of our crystal, teammates fell one after another.　　At the other end of the canyon, Kenji slashed the last one, and the crystal exploded with blue light.　　The victory icon flashes.　　At the same time, in the lower right corner of the screen, the mailbox prompts that a new email has been delivered.　　A pair of hands pressed on the mouse, subconsciously wanting to tap the ×, but stopped when he saw the sender.　　After a few moments, the window switches and the email is clicked open.　　The quarrel downstairs started when the black sedan came back.　　At first, the loud sound of the car engine invaded the night, and then the tires "clicked" through the manhole cover, the brakes sounded, and the door opened and was "slammed".　　At the poker table, Mrs. Wen's face changed significantly. What followed was a slammed open door.　　The cold wind and drizzle poured into the house, and Mr. Wen's figure appeared under the chandelier in the foyer.　　Couples whose marriages have broken up do not need to talk about any affection at all.　　Mr. Wen didn't change his shoes and walked directly to the table.　　As soon as the ladies at the table changed their shocked expressions, Mr. Wen kicked over the table, and mahjong rained down all over the ground.　　"Bitch, got a man to school?" 　　With a roar, the cold window frame upstairs shook a few times.　　Mahjong tiles ran over the floor, smashing everywhere, and the sounds of "broken shoes" and "cheap men" were endless. These tones were suddenly raised by the space, invading every corner of the small building.　　Until that desk in the room on the second floor.　　The computer window has switched from League of Legends to the inbox.　　Bright white light fell from the screen, but it seemed to have a strange magic, and the sounds of the quarrels, which sounded particularly poignant, were temporarily cut off.　　In the window is a row of messages.　　The title of the top letter is "Hongjing No. 8 Middle School Football Team Schedule and Related Homework Arrangements" A hand that was frozen white held the mouse, double-clicked, and clicked on the email.　　As the letter slowly unfolded, the tingling background sound faded away, and a brisk female voice jumped out...... 　　Hello Wen Chengye: 1. According to the notice of the organizing committee, the latest schedule of the Youth Super League is scheduled for 8 o'clock in the morning next Sunday, and we will face Yongchuan Evergrande Youth Team away.　　The specific competition address and positioning are shown below.　　2. The coach assigned a review homework today and asked everyone to write a short essay entitled "A Brief Introduction to the Method of the 10-member High School Team Defeating the Yongchuan Evergrande Youth Team". I hope you turn in your homework on time by next Sunday.　　3. I will send you the network disk review video, and download it yourself.　　ps: We will go to Yongchuan to take the high-speed rail, the time and train numbers are as follows, and there will be surprises when you swipe your ID card.　　And finally: What about my homework, what about my homework, what about my homework?　　When will I turn in my homework?　　Your beloved teacher Lin Wanxing xxx year x month x day Schematic map of the competition location, network disk address and screenshot of the ticket are all attached to the bottom of the email.　　The tone of seriousness and impropriety was mixed, and when Wen Chengye dragged those screenshots to the end, a sense of absurdity spread in his heart.　　After a long time, it was only after the sound downstairs that the sound gradually subsided that he switched to the computer window.　　Copy, paste, enter passwords...... 　　The mouse paused on the download button, and the wooden staircase of the old villa made a "creaking" and "creaking" sound.　　Mr. Wen stepped onto the second floor and pushed the door open.　　The hallway light poured in, and the room became darker.　　"Good son, how are you doing at school these days?" Father Wen changed into a gentle smile.　　The computer window was quickly switched, and Wen Chengye's fingers moved. Cover the homework on the desk with scratch paper, and look at the door with a cold gaze.　　"Next Sunday, Dad will make an appointment with you to go abroad, and at 8 o'clock in the morning, Master Zhang will come to pick you up, get up early." 　　There is no action.　　"Good son, go to bed early." Mr. Moon closed the door.　　The woman downstairs cried even more heartbreakingly.　　"Wen Zihuan! You don't want to take my son away! That's my son! The door was slammed shut.　　Silence returned to the house.　　The computer screen became the only source of light in the room, faintly illuminating the pages obscured by the paper.　　Cursor sliding.　　Are you sure you want to download the content.　　The person at the desk picked up the headphones and put them back on again, and sighed into the palm of his hand.　　Then he gently clicked the mouse.

第102章 永川 　　是选择这样， 还是选择那样？ 　　是选择好好学习，还是选择一个微小的希望，在高中最后的足球生涯里再拼一把？ 　　没有人知道答案。 　　离比赛还有一周时间。 　　足球队的学生们都上交了自己对新阵容排兵布阵的想法。 　　从战术上来说， 因为缺少文成业， 他们后防空虚，势必有人要从中场回撤。 　　这点，每位学生的小作文里都提到了。 　　只是谈到具体人选时，大家又有不同想法。 　　球场上，王法的目光扫过他的羊群。 　　最后他手指轻点，付新书睁大眼睛。 　　学生们纷纷感到奇怪。 　　宏景八中中场三人， 付新书、郑仁、智会。 　　其中郑仁高、智会壮，而付新书又是中场组织者，怎么看， 回撤的那个也轮不到他。 　　王法：“付新书脚刚受伤， 后防球员跑动较少， 可以减少消耗。” 　　付新书：“教练，不用考虑我的脚伤， 我已经没问题了，其实我觉得……” 　　“不是随便踢踢吗，那你在什么位置，有什么关系？”王法反问道。 　　付新书顿时语塞。 　　王法：“如果你想随便踢， 就随便防守一下，保护好自己身体是最重要的，这是你在这场比赛中的目标。” 　　“那如果，我想认真踢呢？”少年人问。 　　球场上的风， 拂过王法浅绿色的卫衣， 向更远处的苍山峻岭奔去。 　　教练说：“那就利用你中场的直觉， 更加敏锐地判断对手的进攻路线。在保护好自己的前提下，成为后防线上的中坚力量。” 　　比赛日期不断向前推进，东南沿海早春的雾气，也如浓烟般滚滚而来，覆盖大地。 　　林晚星推开门。 　　她举目四望，看不清天台栏杆的界限。整座城市就这样被乳白色大雾笼罩。 　　今天是他们出发去永川的日子。 　　林晚星的手拂过空气，雾气丝丝缕缕，穿过她的指尖。关于永川这座城市，似乎已很久没有具体形象在她脑海中出现。 　　但借着目的地变成车票上确定字眼，“永川”又再度变得清晰。 　　宏景永川 　　D7016 9：29发车 　　售票大厅显示屏跳了下。 　　因为大雾，公路运输受阻，高铁站人头攒动，到处是忙碌的旅人面容。 　　时间尚早，落地窗外雾还未散，周围是茶叶蛋和泡面淤积的味道。 　　“老师，你在看什么东西？” 　　声音响起，林晚星回过神。 　　郑飞扬脖子上甩着一双钉鞋，正兴奋地问她。 　　她看了会儿，才反应过来。学生是把两只鞋的鞋带系在一起，挂在脖子上。明黄色钉鞋在他胸口两侧左右晃荡。 　　林晚星无奈：“鞋子怎么不放包里？” 　　“我包里都是吃的，怎么能放一起。” 　　还挺爱干净。 　　林晚星下意识低头看了眼手机。 　　秦敖：“刚问你，你就扯开话题，现在看手机干嘛，在等谁呢？” 　　林晚星举起手机，展示钱老师的头像和备注：“我肯定在等我领导，不过你呢，你觉得我在等谁呀？” 　　秦敖一脸吃瘪：“别恶心我。” 　　他说完，转头就走。 　　钱老师很快就位。 　　他有很多带队出去比赛的经验，还给每位学生准备一顶小黄帽。 　　男生们很不情愿戴，但钱老师可不好说话，他是拳击选手出身，板起脸来很有架势。 　　男生们小学生似的接过帽子，再不情愿，也要别在背包上。 　　林晚星和王法也拿上自己的。 　　帽子是拼多多团购的，大家都一样。 　　林晚星和学生们戴上以后，明显矮了一截。 　　可王法戴上时，整个人都显得英俊明亮，和他们格格不入。 　　甚至连男生们都说：“妈的，教练你戴帽子为什么就比我们帅！” 　　“可能是人的问题？” 　　林晚星笑着打趣，被男生们吐槽“老师你又变矮了”。 　　帽子发到最后，多出来一个。 　　钱老师环视四周：“谁没拿，上厕所去了吗？” 　　明明是闹哄哄的高铁站，可钱老师问话的瞬间，他们站立的这小块区域，骤然安静了下来。 　　气氛莫名诡异，钱老师也感受到了。 　　林晚星：“文成业没来。” 　　“啊，怎么没来呢，马上检票了啊！” 　　学生们脸色僵硬，没人想说话。 　　林晚星简单讲了事情经过。 　　“你们说要10个人去永川，和恒大青年队踢？这怎么行！” 　　听到大家最后打算时，钱老师突然拍了下行李箱拖杆，表示这真是胡来。 　　林晚星：“这也没办法。” 　　“你也不劝劝！”钱老师盯着她。 　　林晚星：“也不是离婚分手的大事，劝什么？” 　　钱老师被气得不行：“那你知不知道，文成业父母在闹离婚，孩子心情不好闹脾气，男孩子之间有什么天大的矛盾？” 　　足球队其他学生们完全不知道这件事，听到时，他们都惊呆了。 　　林晚星则很平静：“我知道啊。” 　　其他学生们纷纷看向她，露出更加不可思议的神情。 　　“老师？”连付新书，都不由自主喊她。 　　林晚星并不准备解释太多，她扫了眼学生们，最后点了秦敖：“你觉得呢？” 　　“他爹妈离婚怎么了，说得好像我爹妈没离。” 　　秦敖语气很不屑，学生们也没再说什么。 　　但大家飘忽的目光，和随后很长一段时间的沉默，还是出卖了他们的真实情绪。 　　发车时间越来越近。 　　一件件行李被摆上传送带，一位位旅客通过金属检测仪。 　　前列火车驶出宏景站，D7016列车位次不断跳向上位，直到它后面亮起【检票中】的字样，那顶空着的帽子，仍然挂在钱老师的拉杆箱上。 　　广播通知检票声响起。 　　学生们背着自己的背包，一个接一个通过高铁检票闸机。 　　付新书走在最后。 　　他回望后方，只见滚滚人流，匆匆步履。更远处雾气被风吹开，仍看不见天。 　　暗红色塑胶跑道，劲爆的鼓点声。 　　歌是韩国新晋神曲，不断重复的旋律听得人心脏爆炸。 　　一遍、两遍、三遍…… 　　终于，响起的电话声，打断了令人窒息的音乐重复。 　　少年没有第一时间接通电话，他喘着粗气，拿起扔在环湖塑胶跑道边的书包和外套。 　　四周空旷无人，冰凉的湖风拂过他的身体。他用一种缓慢的速度穿好外套、背上书包。就在电话几乎要没耐性挂断时，他才将之接起。 　　“乖儿子，课上完了没啊？” 　　少年拉上拉链，简单地“恩”了一声，算作回答。 　　“那快点回家哦，妈妈让阿姨给你炖了汤。” 　　声音热情洋溢，却令人感受不到任何温暖。 　　挂断电话，拉上外套拉链，他低头看今日跑步记录。 　　环宏景湖3周。 　　17787米，总耗时97分钟。 　　这是段漫长的距离，并因为使用了变速跑设置，整体时间更久了。 　　久到家人认为他应该上完课。 　　久到驶出车站的火车，理应抵达它的终点。 　　文成业看了眼时间。 　　中午，11：06分。 　　永川是座大城市。 　　它和宏景的差别，直接体现在大众点评上。人均300元以上餐馆，永川有279家，而宏景全市只有9家。 　　下高铁后，从火车站到永川恒大郊区训练场的距离，也近乎于宏景到永川的高铁时间。 　　雾气终于散了，一路上，能看到公路沿线的青绿色芦苇丛，弥漫延展，与天际相接。 　　林晚星定的青年旅舍在郊区球场附近。 　　路上，公交车经过永川大学城，在一所又一所大学门口车站停车。青春洋溢的大学生们上上下下，林晚星把帽子盖在脸上，沉沉睡去。 　　等公交车抵达终点站，车上就只有他们足球队这些人了。林晚星睡眼惺忪下车，被扑面而来的湖风吹醒。 　　永川恒大训练基地在东明湖边。 　　学生们坐了很长时间的车，觉得骨头要散架。 　　“给我们折腾这么远……” 　　大家伸着懒腰，背着行李下车。 　　林晚星看了眼手机，时间已经过了中午12点，微信上没有任何消息。 　　“决赛场地在永川恒大主场，在市里，我记得附近还有很多好吃的。” 　　她这么说。 　　“老师你开什么玩笑？” 　　“我在陈述事实，没有开玩笑啊。”林晚星反问学生们，“你们在期待什么？” 　　学生们满脸吃瘪，说不上来。 　　日程安排方面，林晚星早已和青年旅舍及永川恒大训练基地方面核对过。 　　他们大约1点左右办理入住，稍作休息后，15：00后，永川恒大训练基地会开放场地，让他们做适应性训练。 　　虽然做了相关安排，但林晚星还是征求学生们意见：“你们要去适应性训练吗？” 　　大家坐在青年旅舍的餐厅长桌边，旅舍靠湖，落地窗外是一片茫茫湖水。听到这个问题，男生们你看我我看你：“有机会去，肯定适应下草皮最好啊，老师你这什么问题？” 　　“哦，我想你们难得来永川，或许想出去玩呢？”林晚星笑了笑，没再说下去。 　　“小林老师这话不对啊，我们队既然来了，虽然阵容不太完整，还是要力争胜利的，怎么能满脑子想着玩？”钱老师握拳，给学生们鼓劲。 　　林晚星笑了下。 　　钱老师之前还让她好好盯着孩子们学习，现在又说要全力争胜。她觉得不止是孩子，大人也很同意被不同意向所拉扯着。 　　“胜利是不可能的，最后两场比赛了，我们就想输得过得去就行了。”秦敖很理智地说。 　　“你这话说得不对！”钱老师拍了下桌，“什么叫最后两场比赛？我们小组赛出线，就有四分之一决赛，半决赛，还有决赛要打！” 　　“我们小组积分垫底，这轮，我们打永川恒大。禹州银象和申城海波互殴，不管他俩谁赢，就锁定出线，我们没机会了。” 　　钱老师：“一点机会没有了？” 　　“也不能说完全没机会。”一直负责算分的付新书开口，“有两种可能，第一是我们靠10人阵容踢赢永川恒大青年队。” 　　钱老师“呃”了一声，觉得确实没可能。 　　“那第二呢？”他问。 　　“第二，第二就是这轮禹州银象和申城海波打成平分，那他们各自再积1分，我们在下一轮还有机会。” 　　“这不是很大希望吗？”钱老师不解。 　　“怎么可能，他们上次打了平，这次还打平？”俞明说，“就算他们打平，下场我们还要靠10人阵容赢了申城海波才能出线，您觉得可能吗？” 　　钱老师摸了下嘴，觉得这概率好像确实也不大。 　　学生们也和中年人越聊越丧，借口困死了，直接回房间里休息。钱老师不放过学生们，追着一起去宿舍，继续思想教育。 　　正是淡季，他们人一走，青年旅舍的客厅霎时一空，只剩林晚星和王法两个人。 　　王法从头到尾没参与会议，一直在翻看一本书架上的玄幻小说。 　　林晚星：“教练不去休息吗？” 　　王法：“我在等小林老师说完正事，邀你去散步。”
Chapter 102: Yongchuan Do you choose this, or do you choose that?　　Do you choose to study hard, or do you choose a small hope to fight again in the final football career of high school?　　No one knows the answer.　　There is still a week to go until the competition.　　The students on the soccer team all turned in their ideas for the new lineup.　　Tactically speaking, because of the lack of Wen Chengye, they have a weak rear defense, and someone will inevitably have to retreat from the midfield.　　This is mentioned in each student's essay.　　It's just that when it comes to specific candidates, everyone has different ideas.　　On the court, Wang Fa's gaze swept over his flock.　　Finally, he tapped his fingers, and Fu Xinshu's eyes widened.　　The students were surprised.　　There are three midfielders in Hongjing No. 8, Fu Xinshu, Zheng Ren, and Zhihui.　　Among them, Zheng Rengao and Zhi Huizhuang, and Fu Xinshu is the midfield organizer, no matter how you look at it, the one who retreats will not be his turn.　　Wang Fa: "Fu Xinshu has just injured his foot, and the defenders run less, which can reduce consumption. Fu Xinshu: "Coach, don't think about my foot injury, I'm fine, in fact, I think it's ......" 　　"Isn't it just kicking, so where are you and what does it matter?" Wang Fa asked rhetorically.　　Fu Xinshu was suddenly speechless.　　Wang Fa: "If you want to play casually, just defend casually, and protecting your body is the most important thing, that's your goal in this game. "So what if, I want to kick seriously?" The young man asked.　　The wind on the court, blowing through Wang Fa's light green sweatshirt, rushed towards the mountains and mountains farther away.　　The coach said: "Then use your midfield instincts to be more sensitive to the opponent's attacking line. On the premise of protecting yourself, become the backbone of the backline. As the date of the race progresses, the fog of early spring on the southeast coast rolls in like thick smoke and covers the land.　　Lin Wanxing pushed open the door.　　She looked around, unable to see the boundaries of the rooftop railing. The whole city was shrouded in a milky white fog.　　Today is the day they set off for Yongchuan.　　Lin Wanxing's hand brushed the air, and the mist wisps passed through her fingertips. It seems that there has been no concrete image in her mind about the city of Yongchuan for a long time.　　However, by turning the destination into the word on the ticket, "Yongchuan" became clear again.　　Hongjing Yongchuan D7016 departs at 9:29 The display screen in the ticket hall jumped.　　Because of the fog, road transportation was blocked, and the high-speed rail station was crowded, and the faces of busy travelers were everywhere.　　It's still early, and the fog outside the floor-to-ceiling windows has not yet dissipated, surrounded by the smell of tea eggs and instant noodles.　　"Teacher, what are you looking at?" 　　The voice sounded, and Lin Wanxing came back to his senses.　　Zheng Feiyang was throwing a pair of spiked shoes around his neck and was asking her excitedly.　　She looked at it for a moment before she reacted. Students tie the laces of their shoes together and hang them around their necks. Bright yellow spikes swayed from side to side on either side of his chest.　　Lin Wanxing was helpless: "Why don't you put your shoes in your bag?" "I have food in my bag, how can I put it together." 　　I love to be clean.　　Lin Wanxing subconsciously looked down at her phone.　　Qin Ao: "I just asked you, you just changed the topic, why are you looking at your phone now, who are you waiting for?" Lin Wanxing raised her mobile phone and showed Teacher Qian's avatar and remarks: "I'm definitely waiting for my leader, but what about you, who do you think I'm waiting for?" Qin Ao looked stunned: "Don't disgust me." After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.　　Teacher Qian was soon in place.　　He has a lot of experience leading the team out to play, and he also gives each student a little yellow hat.　　The boys were very reluctant to wear it, but Mr. Qian was not easy to speak, he was born as a boxer, and he had a very strong face.　　The boys took their hats like schoolchildren, and no matter how reluctant they were, they had to pin them to their backpacks.　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa also took their own.　　The hat is a group purchase from Pinduoduo, and everyone is the same.　　After Lin Wanxing and the students put it on, they were obviously shorter.　　But when Wang Fa put it on, the whole person looked handsome and bright, which was incompatible with them.　　Even the boys said, "Damn, coach, why are you more handsome than us when you wear a hat!" "Could it be a human problem?" 　　Lin Wanxing laughed and joked, and was complained by the boys, "Teacher, you have become short again".　　The hat is sent to the end, and there is an extra one.　　Teacher Qian looked around: "Who didn't take it, did they go to the toilet?" It was obviously a noisy high-speed rail station, but the moment Mr. Qian asked, the small area where they were standing suddenly quieted down.　　The atmosphere was inexplicably weird, and Mr. Qian also felt it.　　Lin Wanxing: "Wen Chengye didn't come. "Ah, why didn't you come, I'm checking in immediately!" 　　The students' faces stiffened, and no one wanted to speak.　　Lin Wanxing briefly talked about what happened.　　"You said you want 10 people to go to Yongchuan and play with the Evergrande youth team? How can this work? When he heard everyone's final plan, Mr. Qian suddenly slapped the towbar of the suitcase and said that this was really nonsense.　　Lin Wanxing: "It can't be helped. "You don't persuade either!" Teacher Qian stared at her.　　Lin Wanxing: "It's not a big deal about divorce and breakup, what do you advise?" Teacher Qian was so angry that he couldn't do it: "Then do you know that Wen Chengye's parents are getting divorced, the child is in a bad mood and has a temper, what is the big contradiction between the boys?" The rest of the soccer team had no idea about it, and when they heard it, they were stunned.　　Lin Wanxing was very calm: "I know." The other students looked at her with even more incredulous expressions.　　"Teacher?" Even paid for the new book, and couldn't help but call her.　　Lin Wanxing wasn't going to explain too much, she glanced at the students, and finally nodded at Qin Ao: "What do you think?" "What's wrong with his mom and dad's divorce, it's like my mom and dad are not leaving." 　　Qin Ao's tone was very disdainful, and the students didn't say anything more.　　But everyone's wandering gaze, and the long silence that followed, betrayed their true emotions.　　The departure time is getting closer.　　Bags are placed on a conveyor belt and passengers are passed through metal detectors.　　The front train left Hongjing Station, and the D7016 train continued to jump to the upper position until the words "in the ticket gate" lit up behind it, and the empty hat was still hanging on Mr. Qian's trolley case.　　The announcement of the announcement of the ticket check sounded.　　The students carried their backpacks and passed through the high-speed rail ticket gates one by one.　　Fu Xinshu walked last.　　He looked back and saw a rolling stream of people, hurrying along. Farther away, the fog was blown away by the wind, and the sky was still not visible.　　The dark red plastic runway, the sound of explosive drums.　　The song is a new Korean divine comedy, and the constant repetition of the melody makes people's hearts explode.　　Once, twice, three times...... 　　Finally, the sound of the phone rang, interrupting the suffocating repetition of the music.　　The boy didn't answer the phone immediately, he gasped and picked up his schoolbag and coat that had been thrown on the side of the plastic track around the lake.　　There was no one around, and the cold lake breeze blew through his body. At a slow pace, he put on his coat and slung his bag. He picked up the phone just when he was about to hang up impatiently.　　"Good son, are you done with class?" 　　The boy pulled up the zipper and simply said "yes", which counted as an answer.　　"Then hurry up and go home, Mom asked Auntie to stew soup for you." 　　The voice is passionate, but there is no warmth.　　Hanging up the phone and zipping up his coat, he looked down at today's running record.　　Around Hongjing Lake for 3 weeks.　　17,787 meters, a total time of 97 minutes.　　It's a long distance, and the overall time is longer because of the variable speed setting.　　It was so long that his family thought he should finish his class.　　The train that has been leaving the station for a long time should have reached its end.　　Wen Chengye glanced at the time.　　Noon, 11:06 a.m.　　Yongchuan is a big city.　　The difference between it and Hongjing is directly reflected in Dianping. There are 279 restaurants with more than 300 yuan per capita in Yongchuan, while there are only 9 in Hongjing City.　　After getting off the high-speed rail, the distance from the railway station to the training ground in the suburbs of Yongchuan Evergrande is also close to the high-speed rail time from Hongjing to Yongchuan.　　The fog finally lifted, and along the way, you could see the turquoise reeds along the road, spreading out and meeting the sky.　　Lin Wanxingding's youth hostel is near the suburban stadium.　　On the way, the bus passes through Yongchuan University Town and stops at the entrance of one university after another. The youthful college students went up and down, and Lin Wanxing put her hat on her face and fell asleep.　　When the bus arrives at the terminal, it's just their soccer team. Lin Wanxing got out of the car sleepily and was woken up by the blowing of the lake wind.　　Yongchuan Evergrande training base is on the shore of Dongming Lake.　　The students sat in the car for a long time and felt like their bones were going to fall apart.　　"Toss us so far ......" 　　Everyone stretched out and got off the bus with their luggage on their backs.　　Lin Wanxing glanced at her phone, the time had passed 12 noon, and there was no news on WeChat.　　"The venue for the finals is at the home of Yongchuan Evergrande, and in the city, I remember that there are still many delicious foods nearby." 　　She said so.　　"Teacher, what are you kidding?" 　　"I'm stating the facts, not kidding." Lin Wanxing asked the students rhetorically, "What are you expecting?" The students were so deflated that they couldn't speak.　　In terms of schedule, Lin Wanxing has already checked with the youth hostel and Yongchuan Evergrande training base.　　They check in at about 1 o'clock, and after a short rest, after 15:00, the Yongchuan Evergrande training base will open the venue for them to do adaptive training.　　Although relevant arrangements were made, Lin Wanxing still asked the students' opinions: "Are you going to go to adaptive training?" Everyone sat at the long table in the dining room of the youth hostel, which was next to the lake, and the floor-to-ceiling windows looked out of the lake. Hearing this question, the boys, you look at me, I look at you: "If you have the opportunity to go, you must be the best to adapt to the turf, what is your problem, teacher?" "Oh, I think it's rare for you to come to Yongchuan, maybe you want to go out?" Lin Wanxing smiled and didn't say any more.　　"Mr. Kobayashi's words are not right, since our team is here, although the lineup is not complete, we still have to strive for victory, how can we be full of thoughts about playing?" Teacher Qian shook his fists and encouraged the students.　　Lin Wanxing smiled.　　Teacher Qian used to let her keep an eye on the children's learning, and now she said that she would do her best to win. She felt that not only children, but also adults were also very agreeable to be pulled by disagreement.　　"It's impossible to win, and after the last two games, we just want to lose by it." Qin Ao said very rationally.　　"You're not right!" Mr. Qian slapped the table, "What do you mean by the last two games?" If we qualify for the group stage, we have quarter-finals, semi-finals, and finals to play! "We are at the bottom of the group, and in this round, we beat Yongchuan Evergrande. Yuzhou Silver Elephant and Shencheng Haibo beat each other, no matter who wins, they will lock in the qualification, and we have no chance. Teacher Qian: "No more chance?" "It can't be said that there is no chance at all.Fu Xinshu, who has been in charge of calculating the score, said, "There are two possibilities, the first is that we rely on a 10-man lineup to win the Yongchuan Evergrande Youth Team. Mr. Qian let out a "uh" sound, thinking that it was really impossible.　　"And the second?" He asked.　　"Second, the second is that this round of Yuzhou Silver Elephant and Shencheng Haibo are tied, then they each have another 1 point, and we still have a chance in the next round." 　　"Isn't that a lot of hope?" Teacher Qian was puzzled.　　"How is it possible, they drew last time, and they are still tied this time?" Yu Ming said, "Even if they draw, we will have to rely on a 10-man lineup to win Shencheng Haibo to qualify, do you think it is possible?" Mr. Qian touched his mouth and felt that this probability did not seem to be very large.　　The students also chatted with the middle-aged people and became more and more sad, and under the pretext of being sleepy, they went directly back to their rooms to rest. Teacher Qian did not let go of the students, chased them to the dormitory together, and continued their ideological education.　　It was the off-season, and as soon as they left, the living room of the youth hostel was empty in an instant, leaving only Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa didn't participate in the meeting from beginning to end, and kept flipping through a fantasy novel on the shelf.　　Lin Wanxing: "Doesn't the coach go to rest?" Wang Fa: "I'm waiting for Mr. Kobayashi to finish his business and invite you to go for a walk." ”

第103章 鱼蛋 　　从青年旅舍往南走一段距离， 就是片小商业中心，有肯德基麦当劳之类的商家。 　　王法选了家K记，推开店门。 　　林晚星觉得奇怪：“是青年旅舍的饭不好吃吗？” 　　王法：“困了， 小林老师要咖啡吗？” 　　林晚星：“我以为教练只喝现磨手冲。” 　　说完这句话的时候， 林晚星停下脚步。 　　她的瞳孔微微放大，不由自主拉住王法的胳膊，有很明显要拉他离开这里的下意识动作。 　　王法顺着女生的目光，往旁边柜台看去。那是群师生模样的人，他们挤挤挨挨，站在肯德基柜台前， 正互相商量着点餐。 　　学生们喊着“付教授请客”，看上去师生关系非常融洽。 　　站在最前面负责掏钱的，就是那位教授了， 年纪稍大， 但也不比后面三位学生年长多少。 　　“请问你们需要点什么？”柜台里的营业员问道。 　　王法垂眸。 　　林晚星已经松开轻拽他衣角的手。她眼睫低垂， 长发散落，很明显不太想让人看到。其实王法早注意到， 在经过永川大学城的时候，她也是同样不想出现在任何视线中。 　　这里让她不舒服，她不想被发现，下意识想逃避。 　　可因为她是林晚星， 所以能控制得很好。 　　王法：“突然想喝M记了。” 　　“没事。”林晚星只回了这么一句，然后她抬头，很确定地对柜台后的对服务生说，“两杯冰美式。” 　　“您是在餐厅用餐还是外带？” 　　“带走。” 　　旁边队伍吵吵闹闹， 并没有在意他们这里。 　　咖啡液体从机器中流下， 装杯， 服务生压上塑料盖，将咖啡递给他们。 　　从头到尾，林晚星都专注地盯着服务生的动作。 　　但王法能感觉到，她很紧张。 　　因此，当拿到冰凉的咖啡时，他们都松了口气。 　　“谢谢你。”林晚星冲服务生笑了下，接过咖啡，一杯递给王法。 　　他们转身离开队伍，后边的客人向前一位。 　　就在这时，旁边队伍也同时结束。有人抱着一纸袋食物绕过他们，然后不经意地一瞥，惊讶且不确定的声音响起：“林……林晚星？” 　　林晚星身形一僵。 　　可能因为美式咖啡加多冰块，她握着塑料杯的指尖发白，神色却强装镇定。 　　王法抬眼。 　　“付教授。”林晚星音色寻常，颔首致意，算打招呼。 　　面前那位付教授在得到林晚星回应后，很明显也紧张了下：“你怎么在这儿啊？” 　　林晚星：“我回老家工作了，这次带学生来参加比赛。” 　　“老家？” 　　“宏景。” 　　“哦哦。”付教授看上去温和善良且不善言辞。他单手抱着纸袋，另一只手搓了搓裤缝，像想到什么，忽然问，“什么比赛？” 　　“青超联赛，足球比赛。” 　　“欸，足球比赛吗？在这附近，是永川恒大这次的对手吗？” 　　闻言，付教授旁边的女生窜出来问。 　　“我带的是高中生，和他们青年队踢。”林晚星看了眼年轻的教授，问，“您呢？” 　　“这有点巧，我们刚好有个球场暴力行为识别的项目，今天刚在永川恒大基地做完问卷调研。”教授说，“过几天去别的队。” 　　林晚星点了点头，好像问题只是客套，这些事都与她无关。 　　教授也觉得尴尬，继续擦了擦手。 　　这时，教授后面的女生看了眼微信消息，说：“付教授，向师兄问我们喝什么口味的咖啡？” 　　塑料杯里，冰块互相撞击。 　　林晚星还是微低着头，手指轻轻颤动。 　　同样地，原先还叫住林晚星打招呼的教授，忽然看向门口。他像突然想到什么似地，对林晚星说：“那我也不打扰你了，你快走吧。” 　　林晚星没再说话，她微微欠身，握着冰咖啡，和王法一起离开了。 　　肯德基店门关合，门上铃铛叮当作响。 　　目送那对年轻男女走后，围在付郝身边的学生们终于忍不住八卦之魂 　　“教授，你前女友吗？” 　　付郝脸色立刻变了：“不要乱说！” 　　“不是吗，那女生真漂亮。” 　　柔软的棕色毛衣外套，简单的格纹裙，男生回想着刚才那位女生白皙的脖颈和纤弱苍白的手指，咂了咂嘴，忍不住回味。 　　“就是以前的教过的学生。” 　　店门的铃铛，再度叮当作响。 　　提着一袋咖啡的男生走进来：“怎么了？”他问。 　　“向师兄，我们周远刚看到个漂亮小姐姐，好像是我们之前的学姐，现在春心荡漾了。” 　　“什么学姐？”向梓将咖啡一杯杯取出，“没走远的话，去要个微信啊。” 　　“好像叫……林晚星？听上去有点耳熟欸。”女生这么说。 　　漫长的河堤，一直走下去，仿佛能走到水天相接的尽头。 　　手里的冰咖啡已经换成了纸杯装的关东煮。 　　刚才离开肯德基店后，因为咖啡太冰，她的手太抖，王法给她买了一份热乎乎的小吃。 　　林晚星知道自己反应不够平静准确，也知道王法看出了她的异常。 　　可就算这样，王法也只是接过她手里的冰咖啡，带她站在小摊前，问她是要“海带结”还是“萝卜”。 　　当人类陷入不良回忆时，确实需要这样帮助。放弃和自己较劲，保持平和，将注意力放在一些别的事情上，无关紧要的事情也可以。 　　所以林晚星捧着关东煮，开始阅读纸杯上面关于店铺的简介。等她再次反应过来时，已经和王法坐在长椅上，不知坐了多久。 　　湖风冰冷，茫茫湖面反射着刺目阳光。 　　而林晚星靠在王法肩头。 　　能感觉到坚实的肌肉，和属于成年男性的体温。 　　冰咖啡已经喝完一杯。 　　王法回头，看了她一眼。树荫遮蔽下，他睫毛很长，因此目光呈现一种温和颜色。 　　林晚星低下头。 　　她控制着自己的手，从关东煮杯子中拿出一根鱼丸串。然后轻轻地，咬了一口。鱼丸鲜嫩，热乎乎的液体进入口腔，味道很美好。 　　“好吃吗？” 　　一句无关紧要的问题。 　　“还不错。”林晚星停顿了下，然后举起鱼丸，放到了王法嘴边。 　　王法转过头瞥了眼鱼丸，没有动作，只是深深地望着她。 　　“干嘛，都分了这么多吃的，这会儿嫌弃我了吗？” 　　原本淡色的目光变得更深了些。 　　王法握着她的手，很自然停顿了下，然后从她手里咬下一颗，说：“味道确实不错。” 　　林晚星收回手。 　　她能感觉到，王法握下她的手，只是想确定她是否恢复了些，绅士关怀恰到好处。 　　“刚才那位，是我之前《犯罪心理学》的大学老师。”林晚星挑出一大块萝卜，咬了一口。 　　“已经是教授了吗，看起来很年轻？” 　　“副教授，当然他本人也姓付，所以是个梗，大学生就是很无聊。”林晚星说，“就算读上研究生，也是每天伺候老板做项目，不过付教授应该算是不错的老板了。” 　　“如果你还在永川读书，会和他们一起来伺候老板吗？”王法问。 　　“不会，我们不是一个研究方向的，我对他们那些东西不感兴趣。” 　　“我记得你是学教育心理的？” 　　“是。” 　　“你对这感兴趣。” 　　“以前算是吧。” 　　“现在呢？” 　　“现在吗，我也不知道。” 　　东明湖边的夜晚，水雾弥漫，不见星月。 　　越临近比赛，不安和躁动的气氛就越浓。 　　明天比赛开始很早。 　　因此晚上9点，青年旅舍里，临时属于宏景八中学生宿舍的灯，早早就熄了。 　　这是间最便宜的宿舍，6张上下铺，可以睡12人。 　　均匀的呼吸声在寝室里响起，似乎所有人都陷入了熟睡。 　　然而实际上却并不是。 　　今天下午时，王法和林晚星散步回来后。 　　学生们就跟着他们的教练和老师，一起去永川恒大足球训练基地。 　　要怎么形容那种感觉呢？ 　　他们明明也去过永川明珠俱乐部踢过球，可那完全是两个基地。 　　他们来到永川恒大基地门口，就有工作人员开着观光车来接他们。 　　工作人员很正规地接待他们，带他们参观基地。 　　先是宣传陈列室，在那里，他们看到了永川恒大队拿过的奖杯和整个基地建筑全貌。 　　学生们才知道，这里有3块11人制的标准球场，还有专门用于训练的笼式足球场以及坡度跑道。 　　工作人员又带他们去了高规格的健身房和游泳馆。大家看到从未见过的低温冷疗室，以及比他们五川路体育场专业很多的恒温泳池和按摩放松池，羡慕得流口水。 　　最后，在送他们到明日比赛场地前，工作人员为他们指路食堂。意思是明天为他们准备了早饭以及比赛后的午饭，都是自助餐，他们报名字就能进。 　　大片大片的绿地，和五星级酒店一样的高档宿舍楼，远处东明湖水波光粼粼。 　　雾气散尽，学生们闭上眼睛，就能想到那片被阳光覆盖的明媚场地。 　　陈江河在黑暗中睁开眼睛，看着面前黑黢黢的床板，他突然有一种想说话的冲动。 　　上铺的人翻了个身。 　　话在喉咙口，陈江河却发不出声音。 　　要说什么呢？ 　　梦里才出现过的基地，忽然有了具体模样。 　　他想起自己和林晚星认识那天。 　　那个经纪人说的东西，他描绘的场景，那些美好的道路，他不是没被吸引。 　　但“永川恒大基地”和“试训”，这些词汇都太过美好，假到他不相信自己能得到那种机会。 　　但是今天他却真的走了进去，完全没有真实感觉。 　　“你们睡了吗？”声音在上铺响起。 　　朦胧中，陈江河以为那是他说的话。 　　一瞬间，房间里很多双眼睛都睁开了。 　　但是整个临时宿舍依旧沉默。 　　不知道过了多久，祁亮的声音响了起来：“是傻逼吗，睡了怎么回答你问题。” 　　骨碌一下，秦敖直接坐起身、爬下床。 　　他站在地上，叉腰看着对面上铺的人。 　　祁亮也坐了起来。 　　他们对视了一会，彼此都说不出话。 　　“你想干嘛？” 　　“我不知道，就是睡不着。” 　　“睡不着和我说有什么用，要我哄你睡吗？” 　　“你也睡不着吧？” 　　那几乎是种多年训练养成的奇怪默契。 　　宿舍里，一个又一个男生爬了起来，穿上运动鞋和外套。也不知谁提议、又或者根本没人提议，他们走出了房间…… 　　林晚星披了条羊毛围巾当外套，窝在靠湖落地窗边的沙发里。 　　一群学生顶着奇怪的脸色从房间里出来。 　　她犹豫了下，刚要开口，学生们却沉闷地推开店门，跑进了夜色里。 　　林晚星看向对面。 　　在那里，王法拿着下午那本玄幻小说，几乎快看完了。 　　噼里啪啦的脚声逐渐远去…… 　　林晚星用眼神询问。 　　王法说：“应该是睡不着，夜跑去了。” 　　20分钟后。 　　几乎每隔半分钟，她就要往窗口外张望一次。 　　终于，门外再度出现高中生们的身影。 　　青年旅舍店门被一把推开，夜风灌入，学生们满头大汗地回来了。 　　可他们谁也不说话，进来以后就习惯性围坐在长桌边。开始倒茶壶里的水，duangduangduang一饮而尽。 　　犹豫了下，林晚星试探着问：“是谁打呼太响，要换房间吗？” 　　“就是……”秦敖靠在椅背上。 　　“很烦。”陈江河端正坐着，看向暗色的湖面。 　　薄雾漂浮在水面上，太过安静，几乎能听到湖水拍打石岸的声音。 　　林晚星把膝盖上的电脑，放回茶几。 　　穿着拖鞋，也跟着坐到桌边。 　　学生们依旧闷闷地坐着，连喝水和擦汗的动作都停止了。 　　“早点睡吧，明天还有比赛。”终于，林晚星提醒道。 　　“明天我们赢不了吧。”忍了很久，终于有人开口。 　　诸多情绪淤积，连空气都变得粘稠湿重，难以排遣。 　　王法靠在窗边沙发里，手里的小说已经翻到最后。窗外夜色衬得他面容清俊，眉目深邃。 　　“确实赢不了。”他放下书，这么回答。
Chapter 103 Fish Balls A little further south from the youth hostel, there is a small commercial center with KFC and McDonald's and other businesses.　　Wang Fa chose a K mark and pushed the door open.　　Lin Wanxing felt strange: "Is the food in the youth hostel not delicious?" Wang Fa: "I'm sleepy, does Mr. Kobayashi want coffee?" Lin Wanxing: "I thought the coach only drank freshly ground hand punches." After saying this, Lin Wanxing stopped.　　Her pupils dilated slightly, and she couldn't help but pull Wang Fa's arm, and there was an obvious subconscious action to pull him out of here.　　Wang Fa followed the girl's gaze and looked at the counter next to her. It was a group of teachers and students, huddled next to each other, standing in front of the KFC counter, discussing orders with each other.　　The students shouted "Professor Fu is welcome", and it seemed that the relationship between teachers and students was very harmonious.　　At the front of the charge was the professor, a little older, but not much older than the next three students.　　"What do you need?" The salesperson at the counter asked.　　Wang Fa lowered his eyes.　　Lin Wanxing had already let go of the hand that tugged at the corner of his clothes. Her eyelashes were drooping, her long hair was scattered, and she clearly didn't want to be seen. In fact, Wang Fa had noticed that when she passed by Yongchuan University Town, she also didn't want to appear in any sight.　　It made her uncomfortable, she didn't want to be discovered, and subconsciously wanted to escape.　　But because she is Lin Wanxing, she can control it very well.　　Wang Fa: "I suddenly want to drink M." "It's fine." Lin Wanxing only replied with one sentence, then she raised her head and said to the waiter behind the counter with certainty, "Two glasses of ice American." "Would you rather dine at a restaurant or take out?" 　　"Take it away." 　　The team next to me was noisy and didn't pay attention to them.　　The coffee liquid flows down from the machine, the cups are filled, and the waiters press the plastic lid and hand the coffee to them.　　From beginning to end, Lin Wanxing stared intently at the waiter's movements.　　But Wang Fa could feel that she was nervous.　　So when they got the cold coffee, they all breathed a sigh of relief.　　"Thank you." Lin Wanxing smiled at the waiter, took the coffee, and handed a cup to Wang Fa.　　They turned to leave the group, and the guests behind them moved forward.　　At this moment, the side team also ended at the same time. Someone walked around them with a paper bag of food, and then glanced at it casually, and a surprised and uncertain voice sounded: "Lin ...... Lin Wanxing? Lin Wanxing's body stiffened.　　Maybe because of the Americano and more ice cubes, her fingertips holding the plastic cup turned white, but she pretended to be calm.　　Wang Fa raised his eyes.　　"Professor Fu." Lin Wanxing's timbre is ordinary, and she greets her head, which is considered a greeting.　　After receiving Lin Wanxing's response, Professor Fu in front of him was obviously nervous: "Why are you here?" Lin Wanxing: "I went back to my hometown to work, and this time I brought students to participate in the competition." "Hometown?" 　　"Grandiose view." 　　"Uh-oh." Professor Fu appears to be mild-mannered, kind, and not good at words. He held the paper bag in one hand and rubbed the seam of his pants with the other, as if thinking of something, and suddenly asked, "What game?" "Youth Super League, Football Match." 　　"Huh, a football game? Around here, is it Yongchuan Evergrande's opponent this time? Hearing this, the girl next to Professor Fu came out and asked.　　"I'm taking high school students and playing with their youth team." Lin Wanxing glanced at the young professor and asked, "What about you?" "It's a bit of a coincidence, we just have a project to identify violent behavior on the pitch, and we just finished a questionnaire survey at the Yongchuan Evergrande base today." The professor said, "I'll go to another team in a few days." Lin Wanxing nodded, as if the question was just polite, and these things had nothing to do with her.　　The professor was also embarrassed and continued to wipe his hands.　　At this time, the girl behind the professor glanced at the WeChat message and said, "Professor Fu, ask the senior brother what flavor of coffee we drink?" In plastic cups, ice cubes hit each other.　　Lin Wanxing still lowered her head slightly, her fingers trembling slightly.　　Similarly, the professor, who had stopped Lin Wanxing to say hello, suddenly looked at the door. As if he suddenly thought of something, he said to Lin Wanxing: "Then I won't bother you, you can go quickly." Lin Wanxing didn't speak again, she bowed slightly, held the iced coffee, and left with Wang Fa.　　The door of the KFC store closes, and the bell on the door jingles.　　After seeing the young man and woman leave, the students surrounding Fu Hao finally couldn't help but gossip "Professor, is your ex-girlfriend?" 　　Fu Hao's face immediately changed: "Don't talk nonsense!" "No, that girl is so pretty." 　　The soft brown sweater jacket and simple checked skirt, the boy smacked his lips when he recalled the girl's white neck and delicate pale fingers just now, and couldn't help but taste it.　　"It's the students I taught before." 　　The bell at the door of the store jingled again.　　The boy with a bag of coffee walked in: "What's wrong?" He asked.　　"Senior Brother Xiang, we Zhou Yuan just saw a beautiful young lady, it seems to be our previous senior sister, and now our hearts are rippling." 　　"What senior sister?" Xiang Zi took out a cup of coffee, "If you don't go far, go ask for a WeChat." "It seems to be called...... Lin Wanxing? Sounds familiar. The girl said so.　　The long embankment goes down all the way, as if you can reach the end of the water and the sky.　　The iced coffee in my hand has been replaced by oden in paper cups.　　After leaving the KFC store just now, because the coffee was too cold and her hands were too shaky, Wang Fa bought her a hot snack.　　Lin Wanxing knew that her reaction was not calm and accurate enough, and she also knew that Wang Fa had seen her abnormality.　　But even so, Wang Fa just took the iced coffee in her hand, took her to stand in front of the stall, and asked her if she wanted "kelp knots" or "radish".　　When humans are stuck in bad memories, they really need help like this. Give up fighting with yourself, stay at peace, and focus on something else, something that doesn't matter.　　So Lin Wanxing held the oden and began to read the introduction of the store on the paper cup. When she reacted again, she was already sitting on the bench with Wang Fa, and she didn't know how long she had been sitting.　　The wind is cold, and the vast surface of the lake reflects the harsh sunlight.　　And Lin Wanxing leaned on Wang Fa's shoulder.　　You can feel the solid muscles and the body temperature of an adult male.　　I've finished drinking a cup of iced coffee.　　Wang Fa turned his head and glanced at her. Shaded by the trees, his eyelashes are long, so his gaze takes on a gentle color.　　Lin Wanxing lowered her head.　　She controlled her hand and took out a skewer of fish balls from the oden cup. Then gently, take a bite. The fish balls are tender and the hot liquid enters the mouth, and the taste is delicious.　　"Is it delicious?" 　　An irrelevant question.　　"Not bad." Lin Wanxing paused, then lifted the fish ball and put it to Wang Fa's mouth.　　Wang Fa turned his head and glanced at the fish ball, but did not move, just looked at her deeply.　　"Why are you sharing so much food, do you dislike me now?" 　　The originally pale gaze became a little deeper.　　Wang Fa held her hand, naturally paused, and then took a bite from her hand and said, "It tastes really good." Lin Wanxing withdrew her hand.　　She could feel that Wang Fa took her hand, just to make sure that she had recovered a little, and that the gentleman's care was just right.　　"That guy just now was my former university teacher at Criminal Psychology." Lin Wanxing picked out a large piece of radish and took a bite.　　"Already a professor, looking young?" 　　"Associate professor, of course, his own surname is Fu, so it's a terrier, and college students are just very boring." Lin Wanxing said, "Even if I am a graduate student, I still serve my boss every day to do projects, but Professor Fu should be a good boss." "If you were still studying in Yongchuan, would you come with them to serve the boss?" Wang Fa asked.　　"No, we're not in the same direction, I'm not interested in them." 　　"I remember you studied educational psychology?" 　　"Yes." 　　"You're interested in this." 　　"Before, I guess." 　　"And now?" 　　"Now, I don't know." 　　At night by Dongming Lake, the water is full of mist, and there are no stars and moons.　　The closer we get to the game, the more restless and restless the atmosphere becomes.　　Tomorrow the game starts early.　　Therefore, at 9 o'clock in the evening, the lights in the youth hostel, which temporarily belonged to the student dormitory of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, were turned off early.　　This is the cheapest dormitory, with 6 bunk beds and sleeps 12 people.　　The sound of even breathing echoed in the dormitory, and it seemed that everyone had fallen asleep.　　However, it is not.　　This afternoon, after Wang Fa and Lin Wanxing came back from a walk.　　The students followed their coaches and teachers to the Yongchuan Evergrande Football Training Base.　　How do you describe that feeling?　　They had obviously been to Yongchuan Pearl Club to play, but it was completely two bases.　　When they came to the gate of Yongchuan Evergrande Base, there were staff members who drove a sightseeing car to pick them up.　　The staff received them very formally and showed them around the base.　　First of all, there was the propaganda showroom, where they saw the trophies won by the Yongchuan Evergrande team and the whole base building.　　The students learned that there are three 11-a-side pitches, a cage soccer pitch for training, and a slope track.　　The staff took them to the high-spec gym and swimming pool. Everyone drooled with envy when they saw the low-temperature cold treatment room that they had never seen before, as well as the heated swimming pool and massage relaxation pool that were much more professional than their Wuchuan Road Stadium.　　Finally, before sending them to tomorrow's venue, the staff showed them the way to the cafeteria. It means that breakfast and lunch after the game will be prepared for them tomorrow, both are buffets, and they can enter if they sign up.　　Large expanses of green space, high-end dormitory buildings like five-star hotels, and sparkling Dongming Lake in the distance.　　When the fog clears, the students close their eyes and think of the sunny field.　　Chen Jianghe opened his eyes in the dark, looking at the dark bed in front of him, he suddenly had an urge to speak.　　The man in the upper bunk rolled over.　　The words were in his throat, but Chen Jianghe couldn't make a sound.　　What to say?　　The base, which had only appeared in the dream, suddenly had a specific appearance.　　He remembered the day he and Lin Wanxing met.　　The things that the agent said, the scenes he depicted, those beautiful paths, he was not uninspired.　　But "Yongchuan Evergrande Base" and "Trial", these words are too beautiful, so fake that he doesn't believe that he can get that kind of opportunity.　　But today he actually walked in, and he didn't really feel it at all.　　"Did you sleep?" The voice rang out in the upper bunk.　　In the haze, Chen Jianghe thought that was what he said.　　In an instant, many pairs of eyes in the room opened.　　But the entire makeshift dormitory remained silent.　　I don't know how long it took, Qi Liang's voice rang out: "Are you stupid, how can I answer your question when I sleep." With a pause, Qin Ao sat up directly and climbed out of bed.　　He stood on the ground, cross-legged and looking at the man on the bunk opposite.　　Qi Liang also sat up.　　They stared at each other for a moment, unable to speak.　　"What do you want to do?" 　　"I don't know, I just can't sleep." 　　"What's the use of telling me if you can't sleep, do you want me to coax you to sleep?" 　　"You can't sleep, can you?" 　　It's almost a strange tacit understanding that has been cultivated over many years of training.　　In the dormitory, one boy after another climbed up and put on sneakers and coats. I don't know who suggested it, or if no one proposed it at all, so they walked out of the room...... 　　Lin Wanxing wore a woolen scarf as a coat and nestled in the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window by the lake.　　A group of students came out of the room with strange faces.　　She hesitated, and was about to speak, but the students dullly pushed open the door and ran into the night.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the other side.　　There, Wang Fa took the fantasy novel in the afternoon, and he almost finished reading it.　　The sound of crackling feet faded away...... 　　Lin Wanxing asked with her eyes.　　Wang Fa said: "I should not be able to sleep, so I ran away at night." 20 minutes later.　　Almost every half minute, she had to look out the window.　　Finally, high school students appeared outside the door again.　　The door of the hostel was pushed open, the night breeze poured in, and the students returned sweating profusely.　　But none of them spoke, and when they came in, they habitually sat around the long table. Began to pour the water in the teapot, duangduangduang drank it all.　　After hesitating, Lin Wanxing asked tentatively: "Who is snoring too loudly, do you want to change the room?" "That's ......," Qin Ao leaned back in his chair.　　"It's annoying." Chen Jianghe sat upright, looking at the dark lake.　　The mist floated on the water, so quiet that you could almost hear the sound of the lake lapping against the rocky shore.　　Lin Wanxing put the computer on her lap back on the coffee table.　　Wearing slippers, he also sat down at the table.　　The students were still sitting sullenly, and even the movements of drinking water and wiping sweat had stopped.　　"Go to bed early, there's a game tomorrow." Finally, Lin Wanxing reminded.　　"We won't be able to win tomorrow." After enduring it for a long time, someone finally spoke.　　There is a lot of emotional accumulation, and even the air has become sticky and wet, making it difficult to get rid of it.　　Wang Fa leaned against the sofa by the window, and the novel in his hand had reached the end. The night outside the window made his face handsome and his eyebrows deep.　　"I really can't win." He put down the book and replied.

第104章 二十 　　到底是什么样的情绪呢？ 　　明明已经准备放弃， 也做了那么长久的心理建设，许多次告诉自己此路不通，宽慰说另一条路也很不错。 　　可在某个瞬间， 还是会在梦中睁开眼睛。 　　这种难以解释的， 捉摸不透的，伴你入眠又令你无法入眠的情绪。 　　它到底是什么？ 　　黑暗中，林晚星睁开了眼睛。 　　手机时间是早上6：00。 　　起身，拉开窗帘。 　　湖面雾气弥漫，不见天日。 　　这注定是个让人难忘的比赛日。 　　7：00，林晚星带着学生们， 在永川恒大基地门口集合。 　　永川恒大依旧保持标准接待流程。 　　门卫打了个电话，不多时，一辆观光车开了出来。 　　四野的雾未见消散， 球场草地略显朦胧， 离湖越近， 水汽就越湿重。 　　一路上，学生们都没有说话。 　　甚至永川恒大的工作人员问他们是否要去食堂用餐时， 也无人作答。 　　“我们定的旅舍有包含早餐，大家都吃过了。”林晚星说。 　　于是，工作人员很客气地将他们送到更衣室外。 　　走下观光车回望，不远处是片青绿球场， 更远的地方，湖水连绵，不知尽头。 　　更衣室。 　　按照以往习惯，学生们先前往球场热身。 　　时间很早， 永川恒大青年队的成员们还没有出现。 　　草地湿滑， 球场上除了组委会的官员们在布置场地、架设设备外， 没有其他人。 　　今天的雾，比他们在禹州比赛那天更大。 　　在付新书带领下，学生们开始沉默热身。 　　林晚星站在场边。 　　王法走上球场，踩着草坪跑了一段，然后又跑回来。 　　林晚星以前也见过王法检查草皮，但今天似乎格外认真。 　　“怎么了？”她问。 　　“场上没什么积水，不过保险起见，还是得让他们换上长钉球鞋。” 　　雾气弥漫间，林晚星走上球场。下雾后的草皮确实比平时更滑，球场能见度也不好，水汽好像要阻塞人的每一个毛孔：“会暂时停赛等雾散吗？” 　　“这样的能见度不会停。”王法看了看慢跑热身的学生们，淡淡地道，“而且如果下雨，地面情况会更恶劣一些。”他说。 　　“会下雨吗？” 　　更衣室里，学生们刚热身结束，换上了干燥温暖的比赛球衣。听到等会可能要在雨中奔跑，他们更加烦闷。 　　“不喜欢下雨？”王法站在战术板前，反问。 　　“就觉得……” 　　“下雨比赛很烦。” 　　“而且我们最近都没下雨的时候训练过，没经验。” 　　屋子里开了空调暖气，但仍显湿闷。学生们刚做完热身，他们呼吸粗重，如此回答。 　　“如果下雨对防守方有利，你们也会认为雨很烦吗？” 　　战术板打开。 　　今日的战术布置，学生们已经练习了一个多礼拜。 　　在确定付新书回撤担任后卫后，王法摆出了531阵容。 　　从右到左分别是 　　后卫：林鹿郑飞扬付新书 祁亮俞明 　　中场：智会郑仁 陈江河 　　前锋：秦敖 　　中场郑仁、智会也将负责防守，陈江河回撤，前锋只留秦敖一人，他同样被要求经常回防，10人球队很难不摆出铁桶阵。 　　再次说完战术布置后，王法平淡地总结道：“这场比赛目标很简单，少输一点。” 　　学生们很不可思议地抬头。 　　长久以来，竞技体育的态度永远是争取胜利。就算没有希望，教练也应该给大家鼓鼓劲，钱老师就是这么做的。 　　可王法不一样，他很明确地指出了比赛结果和比赛目标少输一点。 　　如果要在“一点”后面加上具体的名词，那肯定是“球”。 　　少输对面几个球。 　　少让对面进几个球。 　　比分别太难看。 　　这些明明是他们之前自己提过的内容，可经由王法口中说出，却莫名令人憋闷。 　　陈江河松了松领口。 　　“知道了教练，我们会努力守住的。”秦敖说。 　　“守住哪一球？”王法合上战术本，把铅笔插到口袋里，很随意地问他的球员们。 　　学生们既不清楚王法用意，又一时想不明白答案，所以无人作答。 　　林晚星坐在更衣室凳子上，看着站在战术板前的青年人，看着熟悉的浅瞳色和柔软的发丝，有种熟悉又陌生的凛冽感觉。 　　“我可以告诉你们一些数据。”王法拿起战术板前的黑色水性笔，边写边说，“近一年内，永川恒大青年队，最少一场比赛发动全场发动17轮进攻，最多一场比赛发动36轮进攻，平均每场比赛发动22.5轮进攻。他们的射门次数分别是，最多34，最少12次，平均19.17次。” 　　他插上笔盖，把水笔扔在板槽内，问他的球员们：“所以我问你们，在这些球里，你们想守住哪一球？” 　　17 36 22.5 　　34 12 19.17 　　战术板上的数字，潇洒而随意。 　　可在学生们看来，却莫名有种肃穆之感。 　　“我们……” 　　“不知道。” 　　他们只能说出这些字句来。 　　“没关系，你们可以慢慢想。” 　　年轻的教练这么说。 　　沉闷而令人窒息的队伍。 　　穿好球鞋，戴好护具，学生们列队前往球员通道，等待在裁判员带领下，进入比赛场地。 　　基地刚刚重新装修完，窄仄的球员通道里，还有刺鼻的油漆味道。 　　宏景八中学生们列队走到时，永川恒大青年队队员们已经先到了。 　　和他们沉闷的情绪相比，永川恒大青年队队员们非常的轻松悠闲。他们三三两两聊天，似乎还在谈新上映的电影和刚回归的女团。 　　走廊内响起清晰的脚步声，秦且初回头，视线落在身后的队伍上。他们今天的对手看起来士气低落。而更主要的是，1、2、3、4…… 　　他点数了下人数，然后讶异地道：“欸，你们真10个人啊，那个谁呢？” 　　嚣张的少年人显然不能准确说出对手的名字，因此用“那个谁”来替代。 　　“哦，想起来了，就老乱跑那个。” 　　低头，鞋钉擦过地砖，无人回答。 　　少年笑了起来，露出一口洁白的牙齿：“10个人就想打我们，是不是看不起人？” 　　秦且初显然有些生气了。 　　原本在闲聊的永川恒大青年队成员们，纷纷安静下来。他们用一种好奇且略居高临下的目光，打量着他们本轮的对手。 　　作为宏景八中的队长，付新书原本站在队伍最前。见其他人都不想说话，他只能走回到队伍中段，有些艰难地向秦且初解释：“是文、成业……他有点事，今天来不了了。” 　　“他不会后悔吗？和我比赛这种千载难逢的机会，他有事？”秦且初指着自己的鼻尖，很不可思议地看着付新书。 　　“他不会后悔的。”付新书低着头，扒拉了下队长袖标。 　　“那就让他后悔吧！让他看看自己队伍输得有多惨！”秦且初突然兴奋愉快起来，他掰着手指，像突然找到了比赛动力。“上次灌了你们12个球，这次你们才10个人，我们努力点，再多进8个！” 　　他双手高举，在对手面前嚣张地比出了2和0。 　　“让那个叫文成业的吞下自己队伍惨败的苦果，让他痛心疾首，我们让文成业后悔怎么样！”少年嚣张跋扈，声音在球员通道内隆隆响起。 　　裁判员依旧在闲聊，似乎完全没听到后面发生了什么。 　　宏景八中的球员们缓缓抬起头，昏暗空间里，他们静静地看着对手比出的那两个数字。 　　刺鼻的气味，窒息的气压，《运动员进行曲》在球场上空奏响。 　　手机消息弹窗： 　　《宏景高速十方路段，再次出现持枪客车抢劫案，现场发生枪击事件》 　　高速交警提醒，过往车辆注意避让 　　站在比赛球场边，林晚星将手机熄屏。心中有种莫名的不安情绪。 　　球员们已在绿茵场上列队，国歌声刚刚停下。 　　空气里水汽湿重，像在应和着什么似的，在她身旁，钱老师的电话铃声在骤然空寂的草场上响起。 　　胖乎乎的中年老师紧张了下。他赶紧掏出手机，想要调成静音。可来电人的姓名，却让他不由得往后走了几步，走到教练席外接起。 　　电话并不简短。 　　钱老师神色阴晴不定，似震惊、似不可思议，最后，他脸上竟现出忧虑神色来。 　　林晚星不经意看到了钱老师挂断电话时的表情，甚至在那么一瞬间，她错过了场上的开球。 　　一场比赛，90分钟，数不清轮次的进球。 　　对面说要灌他们20球，让他们尝尝惨败的苦果。 　　而王法问他们，究竟要守住哪一球？ 　　当时学生们并不能立刻回答出来。 　　而王法告诉他们，他们有很长时间，可以思考。 　　第一球。 　　扔硬币结果，永川恒大选边，宏景八中开球。 　　开场哨音响起。 　　秦敖率先将球传给陈江河，陈江河回传。 　　可就在陈江河回传的一瞬，秦且初如猎豹般，闪电似地从他身边冲了过去！ 　　“靠！”陈江河猝不及防，被迫爆了句粗口。 　　那样的速度和力度，陈江河的心脏剧烈跳动。所幸他刚才回传力量足够，皮球顺利飞到了郑仁脚下。 　　郑仁显然也被突然加速逼抢的秦且初吓了一跳，他立刻转身，将球传给更靠后一点的付新书。 　　球在很短的时间里倒了两脚，可秦且初却不打算放过他们。他像疯狗似地加速，闪电一般冲向付新书的方向。付新书只能抬脚，将球继续传给边路的林鹿。 　　显然，永川恒大的攻势并不止由秦且初一人展开。林鹿触球的瞬间，又一名球员逼到了他的面前。 　　林鹿前方没有可传球的队友，他只能选择回传，将球交给更靠后的郑飞扬。 　　郑飞扬为保险起见，选择将球回传给门将冯锁。可这时，永川恒大的逼抢甚至已到达了门前。 　　冯锁来不及消耗时间，只能将球再传给边路回撤拿球的林鹿。 　　足球再度来到林鹿脚下。 　　林鹿注意到，他身边已经有两名逼近的对方球员。而不管是他身前的陈江河，还是身边的祁亮，他们周围都有对方球员干扰。 　　如果再横传，足球肯定会被对方中途断球！ 　　这一刻，林鹿嗅到一丝危机。 　　要守住多少球？ 　　首先是这一球。 　　他用力一脚，将球远远踢了出去。 　　“咚”的一声重响，足球高高飞起， 　　“文成业不见了是什么意思？” 　　林晚星拢紧开衫。 　　钱老师在一个电话后，又接到一个电话。他反复向对方解释完比赛现场状况，才来到教练席，告知林晚星和王法这个消息。 　　“文成业的爸爸说，昨天晚上睡前还见过儿子。他本来今天早上要带文成业去留学机构面谈的，但早上到儿子房间，没有人。” 　　“没有人是什么意思，离家出走了吗？文成业电话呢？”林晚星心中有朦胧猜测，却又有种不可置信感。她拿出手机，下意识要拨打文成业电话。 　　“电话关机了。”钱老师说。 　　您拨打的电话已关机。 　　果然是这样。 　　林晚星：“他们觉得文成业是偷跑来参赛了，所以给我们打电话确认？” 　　钱老师点了点头。 　　“但文成业不在这儿啊。” 　　林晚星打开手机，立刻给永川恒大基地的联络人致电，询问对方是否有学生来找他们。对方回复很快。 　　没有。 　　薄雾萦绕球场，远处湖水茫茫。 　　你在哪儿？ 　　在你人生中，是否有这种时刻呢？ 　　不想安于现场，突然有冲动想去做一件事，你决定不顾一切奋力一搏。 　　可现实却告诉你，那是个傻逼透顶的决定，你是个彻头彻尾的笑话。 　　你不该有这种想法。 　　你很烂，那就应该安心做个烂人。 　　冰冷的高速公路休息站，背景音却嘈杂凄厉，很多人在吵架。 　　“为什么我们还不能走？” 　　“我们已经没事了，要调查什么调查？” 　　“我有急事要赶到永川！” 　　中年男女的声音尤为响亮，而背着双肩包的少年，自始至终都蜷缩在角落座椅里。 　　他用整条围巾包裹住自己脑袋，不想出现在任何人视野内。 　　疲倦、想吐，梦境几乎是完全的黑色。 　　如果可以消失就好，他是那么想的。 　　“人怎么可能无缘无故消失？”林晚星感到不可理解，“小区监控看过了吗？” 　　钱老师：“说文成业爸妈还在吵架，就是打电话去学校闹了一通，家里小区监控可能都没来得及查。” 　　林晚星皱着眉头，看向身旁。 　　王法双手抱臂：“你还是觉得文成业来我们这儿了？” 　　林晚星拿出手机，打开网盘下载页面。 　　下载数量：1。 　　“他看了我的邮件，还下了比赛看。”林晚星说。 　　“但他没有到场。”王法说。 　　“我们假设他想来参赛，那他应该8点前就抵达赛场。时间太早了，除非打车，那他只有坐夜班大巴一条路。” 　　林晚星想起了什么，把手机消息列表下拉，将那则发生在宏景高速十方路段的突发新闻，展示给王法和钱老师看。 　　球场上。 　　因为少人，宏景八中被迫摆出531阵容。 　　付新书被安排到中后卫位置上，填补了文成业的空缺，陈江河回撤到了中场，前方只剩下了秦敖一人。 　　足球如同一道闪电，向前滚去。 　　一个人当然没法在对方后卫的包围下拿到球，虽然秦敖在奋力跑动，可是他依旧落后于对方后卫。 　　永川恒大后卫伸出明黄色鞋尖，将要触碰到足球，在那一瞬间，秦敖咬紧牙关，上去一个滑铲，将对方后卫掀翻在地。 　　身体与草地摩擦，半边火辣辣地疼。 　　主裁判哨声吹响，秦敖犯规。 　　永川恒大获得一个后场任意球。 　　男生从湿滑的草地上爬起来，拍了拍身上的泥土和草梗，看向对面嚣张的少年。 　　你的二十球里，这是哪一球？ 　　“你觉得文成业在被劫持的客车上，开什么玩笑？”钱老师觉得林晚星的猜测可笑极了。 　　首先，文成业就未必是来永川参赛，那孩子心里在想什么，没人能猜透。 　　其次他就算来了，怎么可能那么倒霉，正好上了一辆被劫持的大巴？ 　　这不是…… 　　这不是…… 　　钱老师搜肠刮肚，想找个合适词汇，但觉得每个词都带着浓浓的嘲讽意味。 　　“可以和警方确认一下，车上人员名单吗？”林晚星问。 　　“这怎么确认，说我们的学生可能在车上，麻烦警察帮我们查查？” 　　林晚星点了点头：“麻烦您了。” 　　喘息、奔跑，无望的追赶，永远无法抵达终点的路。 　　文成业有些分不清梦境与现实的边缘。 　　他记得自己早上四点半的时候，登上了从宏景前往永川的大巴车。 　　那时候天还没亮，大巴里味道难闻到了极点。 　　他握着车票，那明明是他最厌恶的车厢，有令人作呕的机油味，可他却感到从未有过的轻松。他甚至在那种环境中睡着了。 　　梦里有大片的绿色，一圈暗红色跑道围在球场外沿，他踏上那片跑道，开始向前奔跑。 　　然后是枪响，有人劫持了客车。 　　一瞬间，整个青绿色世界开始收缩。 　　它不断挤压着跑道空间，芦苇疯长，周围一切向他压来，连色彩都随着空间坍缩而完全褪去。 　　芦苇摇曳着，遮天蔽日，他只能看清眼前的一点路。 　　暗红的塑胶颗粒，那确实还是条跑道。 　　劫匪离开客车，高速交警把他们解救到休息站，可他却好像永远困在这段跑道上，怎么也跑不到尽头。 　　像个彻头彻尾的笑话。 　　足球高高跃起，直冲云霄。 　　隔壁，永川恒大教练席。 　　主教练望着飞出边线后落地滚动的皮球，略感遗憾。 　　就在刚才，任意球直接从本方后场，开到了宏景八中的禁区内。 　　永川恒大身材高大的中锋方苏伦，力压郑飞扬，打算头球摆渡给接应的秦且初。可惜皮球刚刚顶下来，及时回防的俞明就抢先出了一脚，将球远远踢出了边线。 　　如果宏景八中的后卫稍有迟疑，秦且初在接到摆渡球的第一瞬间，就有数不清的方式将球送进对方大门。 　　可惜，被破坏了。 　　不过没关系，这只是开始。 　　永川恒大青训教练想到这里，不由得看向对手教练席。 　　在那里，他的对手似乎在焦急地说着什么无关紧要的事情，并没有完全把注意力放在赛场上。 　　事实上，作为恒大基地青训教练，他当然知道对面教练是谁。谁也没想过，对方会选择执教一支名不见经传的高中足球队。 　　可因为对方教练是“他”，所以他和他的队员们，一开始都非常期待和宏景八中交手。 　　但第一次交手结果是“不过如此”“没有意思”…… 　　期待感破灭的比赛，令人不满。不过那时候，大家都觉得他才刚执教对面，所以可以多给对面一点时间，看看宏景八中会被调教成怎样的队伍。 　　可今天，期望破灭，对面甚至只派出10人阵容。他们根本没有好好准备，甚至没有想认真踢完这场比赛！ 　　原先的不满变成愤怒。他甚至从秦且初这臭小子现在场上的专注表情，就知道他处于何等暴怒的状态。 　　而对他来说…… 　　他收回目光。 　　宏景八中整体小组赛战绩不佳，基本上没有出线希望。 　　或许，其实本来就没有神话。
Chapter 104 Twenty What kind of emotions are they?　　Obviously ready to give up, I have also done such a long time of psychological construction, many times told myself that this way is not working, and relieved that the other way is also very good.　　But at a certain moment, I will still open my eyes in a dream.　　This kind of inexplicable, unpredictable emotion that accompanies you to sleep and keeps you awake.　　What exactly is it?　　In the dark, Lin Wanxing opened her eyes.　　Mobile time is 6:00 a.m.　　Get up and open the curtains.　　The lake is foggy and does not see the light of day.　　It promises to be a memorable race day.　　At 7:00, Lin Wanxing took the students to gather at the gate of Yongchuan Evergrande Base.　　Yongchuan Evergrande still maintains the standard reception process.　　The doorman made a phone call, and a short time later, a sightseeing car drove out.　　The fog in the four fields has not dissipated, the grass on the course is slightly hazy, and the closer you get to the lake, the wetter the water vapor becomes.　　Along the way, the students did not speak.　　Even when the staff of Yongchuan Evergrande asked them if they wanted to go to the cafeteria to eat, no one answered.　　"The hostel we booked included breakfast, and everyone had eaten." Lin Wanxing said.　　So, the staff politely sent them outside the locker room.　　When you get off the sightseeing bus and look back, there is a green course not far away, and farther away, the lake is continuous, and there is no end in sight.　　Dressing room.　　As is customary, the students go to the stadium to warm up first.　　It was very early, and the members of the Yongchuan Evergrande youth team had not yet appeared.　　The grass was slippery, and there was no one else on the course except for the officials of the organizing committee who were setting up the field and setting up the equipment.　　Today's fog is bigger than the day they competed in Yuzhou.　　Under the leadership of Fu Xinshu, the students began to warm up in silence.　　Lin Wanxing stood on the sidelines.　　Wang Fa walked onto the court, stepped on the lawn for a while, and then ran back.　　Lin Wanxing had also seen Wang Fa inspect the turf before, but today he seemed to be extra serious.　　"What's wrong?" She asked.　　"There's no standing water on the field, but to be on the safe side, we'll have to put them in spike shoes." 　　In the fog, Lin Wanxing walked onto the court. The turf after the fog is indeed slippery than usual, the visibility of the court is not good, and the moisture seems to clog every pore of people: "Will the game be temporarily suspended and wait for the fog to clear?" "Such visibility does not stop." Wang Fa looked at the students who were jogging to warm up, and said lightly, "And if it rains, the ground conditions will be worse." He said.　　"Will it rain?" 　　In the locker room, the students had just finished warming up and changed into dry and warm game jerseys. They were even more annoyed when they heard that they might have to run in the rain.　　"Don't like the rain?" Wang Fa stood in front of the tactical board and asked rhetorically.　　"I just feel ......" 　　"It's annoying to play in the rain." 　　"And we haven't trained when it's raining lately, so we don't have any experience." 　　The air conditioning was turned on in the house, but it was still damp. The students had just finished warming up, and they were breathing heavily, so they replied.　　"If the rain is good for the defenders, do you think the rain is annoying?" 　　The tactical board opens.　　Today's tactical arrangement, the students have been practicing for more than a week.　　After confirming Fu Xinshu's retreat as a defender, Wang Fa put out a 531 lineup.　　From right to left: Defender: Lin Lu, Zheng Feiyang, Fu Xinshu, Qi Liang, Yu Ming Midfielder: Zhihui Zheng Ren, Chen Jianghe Forward: Qin Ao Midfielders Zheng Ren and Zhihui will also be responsible for defense, Chen Jianghe retreated, and the striker left only Qin Ao alone, he was also required to defend often, and it was difficult for the 10-man team not to put on an iron bucket formation.　　After talking about the tactical arrangement again, Wang Fa concluded flatly: "The goal of this game is very simple, to lose less. The students looked up incredulously.　　For a long time, the attitude of competitive sports has always been to win. Even if there is no hope, the coach should encourage everyone, and Mr. Qian did just that.　　But Wang Fa is different, he made it very clear that the result of the game and the goal of the game are to lose a little less.　　If you want to add a specific noun after "a point", it must be "ball".　　Lose a few fewer goals to the opposite side.　　Let's score a few fewer goals against the opposing side.　　It's uglier than the difference.　　These were obviously the contents they had mentioned before, but they could say it through Wang Fa's mouth, but it was inexplicably depressing.　　Chen Jianghe loosened his neckline.　　"Knowing the coach, we will try to hold on." Qin Ao said.　　"Which ball to keep?" Wang Fa closed the playbook, put the pencil in his pocket, and asked his players very casually.　　The students did not understand the intention of Wang Fa, and they could not understand the answer for a while, so no one answered.　　Lin Wanxing sat on the stool in the locker room, looking at the young man standing in front of the tactical board, looking at the familiar light pupil color and soft hair, there was a familiar and unfamiliar feeling.　　"I can tell you some data." Wang Fa picked up the black water-based pen in front of the tactical board and said while writing, "In the past year, the Yongchuan Evergrande Youth Team has launched 17 rounds of offense in at least one game, and 36 rounds of offense in a maximum of one game, with an average of 22.5 rounds of offense per game. Their shots on goal were a maximum of 34 and a minimum of 12, with an average of 19.17. He plugged in the cap, threw the pen in the slot, and asked his players, "So I ask you, which of these balls do you want to keep?" 17 36 22.5 34 12 19.17 Numbers on the tactical board, dashing and casual.　　But in the eyes of the students, there is an inexplicable sense of solemnity.　　"We ......" 　　"I don't know." 　　That's all they can say.　　"It's okay, you can think about it slowly." 　　So said the young coach.　　Dull and suffocating ranks.　　With their shoes and protective gear on, the students lined up to make their way to the players' tunnel and waited to be led by the referee into the playing field.　　The base had just been renovated, and there was still a pungent smell of paint in the narrow tunnel for players.　　When the students of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School lined up, the members of the Yongchuan Evergrande Youth Team had already arrived first.　　Compared with their dull mood, the players of the Yongchuan Evergrande Youth Team are very relaxed and leisurely. They chatted in twos and threes, and seemed to be still talking about the newly released movies and the girl group that had just returned.　　Clear footsteps sounded in the corridor, and Qin Jichu turned his head and his eyes fell on the team behind him. Their opponents today look demoralized. And more importantly, 1, 2, 3, 4...... 　　He counted the number of people, and then said in surprise: "Hey, you are really 10 people, who is that?" The arrogant young man obviously couldn't say the opponent's name accurately, so he replaced it with "who is that".　　"Oh, when I think about it, I'll keep running around that." 　　Bowing his head, shoe spikes rubbed the floor tiles, and no one answered.　　The young man laughed, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "10 people want to beat us, don't you look down on people?" Qin Jichu was obviously a little angry.　　The members of the Yongchuan Evergrande Youth Team, who were originally chatting, quieted down one after another. They looked at their opponents in the round with a curious and slightly condescending gaze.　　As the captain of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, Fu Xinshu originally stood at the front of the team. Seeing that no one else wanted to speak, he could only walk back to the middle of the team and explain to Qin Jichu with some difficulty: "It's Wen, Chengye...... He's got something going on, and he can't come today. "Won't he regret it? This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to compete with me, what's wrong with him? Qin Jichu pointed to the tip of his nose and looked at Fu Xinshu incredulously.　　"He won't regret it." Fu Xinshu lowered his head and pulled down the captain's armband.　　"Then let him regret it! Let him see how badly his team has lost! Qin Jichu suddenly became excited and happy, he snapped his fingers, as if he had suddenly found the motivation to compete. Last time I poured 12 balls on you, this time there are only 10 of you, let's work harder, and score 8 more! He raised his hands high and arrogantly played 2 and 0 in front of his opponent.　　"Let the man named Wen Chengye swallow the bitter fruit of his team's fiasco, let him be heartbroken, how about we let Wen Chengye regret it!" The boy was arrogant, and his voice rumbled in the players' tunnel.　　The referee was still chatting and didn't seem to hear what was going on behind him.　　The players in Hongjing No. 8 slowly raised their heads, and in the dim space, they quietly looked at the two numbers that their opponents compared.　　The pungent smell, the suffocating air pressure, the "Athletes' March" played over the court.　　Mobile phone message pop-up: "On the ten-square section of Hongjing Expressway, there was another robbery of a passenger car with a gun, and a shooting incident occurred at the scene" The high-speed traffic police reminded passing vehicles to pay attention to avoid Standing on the side of the competition court, Lin Wanxing turned off the screen of his mobile phone. There was an inexplicable uneasiness in my heart.　　The players were lined up on the pitch and the national anthem had just stopped.　　The air was damp and damp, as if it was responding to something, and beside her, Teacher Qian's phone rang in the suddenly empty grassland.　　The chubby middle-aged teacher nervous. He quickly took out his phone and wanted to turn it to silent. But the caller's name made him take a few steps back and pick it up outside the coach's seat.　　The call is not brief.　　Mr. Qian's expression was uncertain, as if he was shocked and incredulous, and in the end, a worried look appeared on his face.　　Lin Wanxing inadvertently saw Mr. Qian's expression when she hung up the phone, and even at that moment, she missed the kickoff on the field.　　One game, 90 minutes, countless rounds of goals.　　The other side said that they would feed them 20 goals and let them taste the bitter fruits of the defeat.　　And Wang Fa asked them, which ball do they want to keep?　　At that time, the students were not able to answer immediately.　　And Wang Fa told them that they had a long time to think.　　First goal.　　As a result of the coin toss, Yongchuan Evergrande chose a side, and Hongjing No. 8 kicked off.　　The opening whistle sounded.　　Qin Ao took the lead in passing the ball to Chen Jianghe, and Chen Jianghe passed it back.　　But at the moment when Chen Jianghe returned to the message, Qin Jichu rushed past him like a cheetah, like lightning!　　"Damn!" Chen Jianghe was caught off guard and was forced to burst into a foul language.　　With that speed and strength, Chen Jianghe's heart beat violently. Fortunately, the power of his return pass just now was enough, and the ball flew smoothly to Zheng Ren's feet.　　Zheng Ren was obviously also taken aback by Qin Jichu, who suddenly accelerated to press, and he immediately turned around and passed the ball to Fu Xinshu, who was a little further behind.　　The ball fell twice in a short period of time, but Qin Jichu didn't intend to let them go. He accelerated like a mad dog, and rushed in the direction of Fu Xinshu like lightning. Fu Xinshu could only lift his feet and continue to pass the ball to Lin Lu on the side.　　Obviously, Yongchuan Evergrande's offensive was not only launched by Qin Jichu alone. The moment Lin Lu touched the ball, another player forced in front of him.　　Lin Lu had no teammates in front of him who could pass the ball, so he could only choose to pass back and hand the ball to Zheng Feiyang, who was further back.　　Zheng Feiyang chose to pass the ball back to goalkeeper Feng Suo for the sake of safety. But at this time, Yongchuan Evergrande's pressing had even reached the door.　　Feng Suo didn't have time to consume time, so he could only pass the ball to Lin Lu who retreated to the side to get the ball.　　Football is at the feet of Lin Lu again.　　Lin Lu noticed that there were already two approaching opposing players around him. And whether it is Chen Jianghe in front of him or Qi Liang next to him, there are opposing players around them.　　If you pass it horizontally, the ball will definitely be cut off by the opponent in the middle of the ball!　　At this moment, Lin Lu smelled a hint of crisis.　　How many balls do you have to hold?　　First of all, this one.　　He kicked the ball far away.　　There was a loud "bang", and the football flew high, "What does it mean that Wen Chengye is gone?" 　　Lin Wanxing tightened her cardigan.　　After a phone call, Mr. Qian received another phone call. After repeatedly explaining the situation of the game to the other party, he came to the coach's seat and informed Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa of the news.　　Wen Chengye's father said that he had seen his son before going to bed last night. He was supposed to take Wen Chengye to a study abroad agency for an interview this morning, but when he went to his son's room in the morning, there was no one. "What does no one mean, running away from home? What about Wen Chengye's phone? Lin Wanxing had a hazy guess in her heart, but she also had a sense of disbelief. She took out her mobile phone and subconsciously wanted to call Wen Chengye.　　"The phone is off." Teacher Qian said.　　The phone you are calling is turned off.　　And so it was.　　Lin Wanxing: "They think Wen Chengye is sneaking to the competition, so call us to confirm?" Teacher Qian nodded.　　"But Wen Chengye isn't here." 　　Lin Wanxing turned on her mobile phone and immediately called the contact person of Yongchuan Evergrande Base to ask if any students had come to them. The other party replied quickly.　　No.　　Mist shrouded the course, and the lake was vast in the distance.　　Where are you?　　Is there a time in your life when you have such a moment?　　Not wanting to rest on your laurels, you suddenly feel the urge to do something, and you decide to give it a go against all odds.　　But the reality tells you that it was a stupid decision, and you are a complete joke.　　You shouldn't think that way.　　If you suck, you should be a bad person.　　The icy highway rest stop, but the background sound is noisy and poignant, and many people are arguing.　　"Why can't we go yet?" 　　"We're fine, what investigation do we want to investigate?" 　　"I have something urgent to rush to Yongchuan!" 　　The voices of middle-aged men and women are particularly loud, and the teenagers with backpacks are curled up in the corner seats from beginning to end.　　He wrapped his head in a scarf, not wanting to be in anyone's sight.　　Tired, wanting to vomit, the dream is almost completely black.　　If only it could disappear, he thought.　　"How can a person disappear for no reason?" Lin Wanxing felt incomprehensible, "Have you seen the community monitoring?" Teacher Qian: "Saying that Wen Chengye's parents are still quarreling, they just called the school to make a fuss, and the community monitoring at home may not have had time to check." Lin Wanxing frowned and looked to the side.　　Wang Fa clasped his arms together: "Do you still think Wen Chengye has come to us?" Lin Wanxing took out her mobile phone and opened the network disk download page.　　Number of downloads: 1.　　"He read my email and watched the game." Lin Wanxing said.　　"But he didn't show up." Wang Fa said.　　"Let's say he wants to come and he should be there before 8 o'clock. It was too early, and unless he took a taxi, he had to take the night bus. Lin Wanxing remembered something, pulled down the list of mobile phone messages, and showed the breaking news that happened on the Shifang section of Hongjing Expressway to Wang Fa and Teacher Qian.　　on the pitch.　　Because of the lack of people, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School was forced to put on a 531 lineup.　　Fu Xinshu was placed in the central defender position to fill the vacancy of Wen Chengye, Chen Jianghe retreated to the midfield, and only Qin Ao was left in front.　　The soccer ball rolled forward like a bolt of lightning.　　Of course, a person can't get the ball surrounded by the opposing defenders, although Qin Ao is running hard, but he is still behind the opposing defenders.　　The Yongchuan Evergrande defender stretched out the bright yellow tip of his shoe and was about to touch the football, but at that moment, Qin Ao gritted his teeth and went up to a sliding shovel to knock the opposing defender to the ground.　　The body rubbed against the grass, and half of it hurt hotly.　　The referee's whistle blew, and Qin Ao fouled.　　Yongchuan Evergrande won a free kick at the back.　　The boy got up from the slippery grass, patted the dirt and grass stalks on his body, and looked at the arrogant teenager opposite.　　Which of your 20 balls is that?　　"What do you think Wen Chengye is joking about on the hijacked bus?" Teacher Qian felt that Lin Wanxing's guess was ridiculous.　　First of all, Wen Chengye may not have come to Yongchuan to compete, no one can guess what the kid is thinking.　　Secondly, even if he came, how could he be so unlucky and happened to get on a hijacked bus?　　It's not ...... 　　It's not ...... 　　Mr. Qian searched his stomach and tried to find a suitable word, but felt that every word had a strong sense of ridicule.　　"Can you confirm with the police the list of people in the car?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"How can we confirm that our students may be in the car, please ask the police to help us check?" 　　Lin Wanxing nodded: "I'm sorry for you." Wheezing, running, hopeless chasing, never reaching the end.　　Wen Chengye is a little unable to distinguish the edge between dream and reality.　　He remembers that at half past four in the morning, he boarded the bus from Hongjing to Yongchuan.　　At that time, it was not yet dawn, and the smell in the bus was extremely bad.　　He held the ticket, which was obviously the one he hated the most, with a disgusting smell of oil, but he felt more relaxed than he had ever felt before. He even fell asleep in that environment.　　In his dream, there was a large patch of green, a dark red running track around the outer edge of the course, and he stepped onto the track and began to run forward.　　Then there were gunshots and someone hijacked the bus.　　In an instant, the entire turquoise world began to shrink.　　It kept squeezing the space of the runway, the reeds grew wildly, everything around him pressed against him, and even the colors completely faded as the space collapsed.　　The reeds swayed, obscuring the sky and the sun, and he could only see a little road in front of him.　　Dark red plastic particles, that's really still a runway.　　The robbers left the bus, and the high-speed traffic police rescued them to a rest stop, but he seemed to be trapped on this section of the runway forever, and he could not run to the end.　　Like a complete joke.　　The soccer ball soars high into the sky.　　Next door, Yongchuan Evergrande coach's seat.　　The manager looked at the ball that flew off the sideline and rolled on the ground, feeling a little regretful.　　Just now, the free kick went directly from the back of the side and drove into the penalty area of Hongjing 8.　　Yongchuan Evergrande's tall center Fang Sulun pressed Zheng Feiyang and planned to ferry the header to Qin Jichu, who responded. It's a pity that the ball just came down, and Yu Ming, who returned to the defense in time, took the lead and kicked the ball far out of the sideline.　　If the defender of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School hesitated slightly, Qin Jichu would have countless ways to send the ball into the opponent's door at the first moment of receiving the ferry ball.　　It's a pity that it was destroyed.　　But that's okay, this is just the beginning.　　Thinking of this, the youth coach of Yongchuan Evergrande couldn't help but look at the opponent's coach's seat.　　There, his opponent seemed anxiously talking about something inconsequential and not fully focused on the Circle.　　In fact, as the youth coach of Evergrande Base, he certainly knows who the opposite coach is. No one thought that the other party would choose to coach a little-known high school football team.　　But because the opposing coach is "him", he and his players were very much looking forward to playing against Hongjing No. 8 Middle School at the beginning.　　But the first encounter turned out to be "nothing but so" and "not interesting"...... 　　The game where the sense of anticipation is shattered, and it is dissatisfying. However, at that time, everyone felt that he had just coached the other side, so he could give the other side a little more time to see what kind of team Hongjing No. 8 Middle School would be trained into.　　But today, expectations were shattered, and the opposite side even sent a 10-man lineup. They weren't prepared at all, they didn't even want to finish the game seriously!　　What started out as a grievance turned into anger. He even knew from the focused expression on the field that Qin Jichu, a stinky boy, was in such a state of rage.　　And for him...... 　　He withdrew his gaze.　　Hongjing No. 8 Middle School has a poor overall group stage record and basically has no hope of qualifying.　　Perhaps, in fact, there is no myth in the first place.

第105章 十九 　　“小伙子， 醒一醒。” 　　肩膀被轻轻拍了拍。 　　文成业不想睁眼，但对方还是坚持不懈，拍打他的肩膀。 　　“你好， 请你醒一醒？” 　　那是温柔和煦的女声， 和曾听过的有些像。 　　文成业微微睁开眼。看到女警的帽檐，他下意识拉过围巾，试图多遮住一些脸。 　　“你是文成业吗？” 　　女警弯着腰。她一只手拿着杯温水，另一只手握着手机，像在对着照片核对本人。 　　果然还是被找到了，傻逼就该有傻逼的报应。 　　从逼仄而永无止境的梦里醒来， 文成业倒没什么得救感觉。他看着眼前的的警察制服，第一反应是这个。 　　父母暴怒的争吵声仿佛已经在他耳旁响起。 　　他既没有点头，也没有摇头， 他不想回应任何人。 　　其实早在决定背上包走出家门踏上大巴的那一刻， 他就该知道后果。 　　为什么要期盼不存在的结果？ 　　为什么要像个傻逼一样？ 　　文成业握紧拳头， 他不断地想，觉得自己还在那段不见天日的跑道中。 　　就在这时， 一纸杯温水被塞到他的手里。 　　“你是文成业的话，赶紧打开手机看看吧，你的老师急坏了，她在找你。” 　　警察这么对他说。 　　为什么手机关机？ 　　人在做傻逼事情的时候， 当然想保密，不想让全世界都知道。 　　而当你做的这件事暴露，就更不想被找到，能往后拖延一秒钟都好。 　　但不知道为什么， 一想到警察说“你的老师急坏了”， 他就没办法不去想林晚星的脸。 　　会着急吗？ 　　为什么着急。 　　文成业慢慢喝完那杯水。 　　最后， 他摸出手机，像下定决心般，按下开机键。 　　未接来电提醒首先轰炸了他的手机。然后是各式各样的短信、微信消息。 　　长这么大不知道让大人省心吗？ 　　你到底在哪？ 　　不想去留学不能用嘴巴说？知不知道给你请的机构老师有多难找？ 　　…… 　　…… 　　看完父母留言，文成业点回微信主界面，再往下一些，他看到林晚星的头像。 　　她的头像是只黑色的肥猫。 　　文成业记得，那只猫叫小球，是他们新村新出现的野猫。小球很胖，林晚星最喜欢胖猫，所以她曾经动过很多次心思，要逮捕小球独享。 　　而现在，肥猫头像上有个鲜红的数字“2”。 　　2条未读消息。 　　林晚星 　　[视频] 　　东明湖畔的足球场上，稀薄雾气像在逐渐凝聚成实体。 　　水汽湿重，每一次呼吸，都像要用尽全身力气。 　　很热，非常热，汗水顺着额头流下，像不要钱那样。 　　第四球 　　秦且初在禁区前沿拿球，强行转身摆脱智会防守，在郑仁和郑飞扬夹击下，他找准机会，起脚射门。 　　足球炮弹般飞向球门，门将冯锁飞扑过去。 　　下一刻，足球被身体覆盖住，所有人全都惊出一身冷汗。 　　第五球。 　　永川恒大一次边路传中，中锋在祁亮的贴身防守之下抢点，足球将将擦过球门横杠。祁亮与对方中锋重重撞在一起，倒下后，他有一段时间没爬起来。 　　晃动的镜头，带着严重底噪的收音。 　　那是手机录像视频，为了能拍到球门前的动向拉了焦距，所以画面格外模糊。 　　摄影师本人水平并不过硬，秦且初起脚射门的第一时间，镜头并未追踪到足球。 　　所有人撞在一起。 　　画面里是一片明亮刺眼的天，文成瞬间清醒。 　　视频结束，画面暗下。 　　短视频重回开头，文成业紧握手机，点了小三角重新播放。 　　对面球员穿蓝白交接的队服，他和他们交手过，知道那是永川恒大的人。 　　播放、拖动、确认。 　　永川恒大起脚射门，球被扑下。 　　文成业松了口气。 　　草屑飞扬，画面雾气蒙蒙，但好像又有炽烈的风刮过。 　　文成业心跳剧烈，点开了第二段视频 　　永川恒大基地，球场。 　　得知文成业在高速公路休息站的消息，林晚星的心稍微放下一些。 　　她握着手机，球场上的风拂过她的鬓发。和文成业的对话框中，出现了[正在输入……]的字样，说明文成业已经打开手机。 　　她思考了下，继续把手机相机切到摄像模式，记录着球场上发生的一些瞬间。 　　比赛形势完全一面倒。 　　一场比赛、10人阵容，究竟要守住多少球？ 　　林晚星也不知道答案。 　　第29分钟 　　永川恒大青年队的攻势如潮。 　　宏景八中的球员们，已经几乎没有时间概念，只知道不断地防守、防守。 　　他们很被动，只能跟着球奔跑，用盯人和跑动让对方传球受到干扰，力求防守不露破绽。 　　至于这道防线有多严密，只有他们的对手最清楚。 　　三十米防守区域外，永川恒大可以随意传球，不会受到干扰。可是一旦足球进入三十米进攻区域，不管是跑动队员还是持球队员，他们身边都会有宏景八中选手的密集防守和贴身逼抢！ 　　跃起、顶断、碰撞、断球、哨音响起…… 　　然后又是新的一轮进攻。 　　体能训练能在短期内看到效果。 　　宏景八中这些高中生，在比赛中展现出的跑动和对抗能力，已让永川恒大的球员们结结实实吃了几次亏。 　　距离上半场结束还有15分钟，秦且初所叫嚣的20球，还未完成1球。嚣张跋扈的少年并未焦虑，他感到少有的兴奋。 　　35分钟。 　　永川恒大方教练席。 　　恒大的主教练和助理教练对望一眼。 　　虽然球队迟迟未攻破对方球门，场面和他们所设想的也有所不同，但这同样不足以让他们感到焦虑。只是这段时间内，宏景八中球员们整体透露出来的体能实力和防守实力，让他们有些惊讶。 　　宏景八中的防守模式几乎如下： 　　持球后，他们开始后场不断倒脚。在被逼抢到无法倒脚时，宏景八中后卫郑飞扬会将球回传给门将。门将直接一个大脚，将球远远踢出去。 　　前锋秦敖立刻朝皮球落点处奔跑，有时他能在他们的后卫包夹中抢到球，但更多时候不能。那时，秦敖会不惜一切代价，立即开始逼抢。 　　在他努力逼抢拖延时，因之前传球而略凌乱的宏景八中防线，会趁机恢复完整。 　　简单的、耗费体力的、但又明确而高效的。 　　“您认为他们还能守多久？”助理教练喃喃地说。 　　永川恒大青年队主教练没有立刻回答。 　　宏景八中将死缠烂打的防守发挥到了极致，只要能干扰他们拿球，宏景八中就会不惜一切体能代价。 　　这种举动极不明智，可是宏景八中的球员们就这样做了。 　　他们根本不怕受伤，只是在不断的跑动，对抗，防守。 　　因为大雾，草地湿滑，他们经常会摔倒，然后他们会一声不吭地马上爬起来，继续防守。 　　在这样的跑动中，他的球队的进攻机会开始变少。 　　就在永川恒大青年队主教练思考时，换位到边路的中锋方苏伦通过个人能力突破，获得了一个角球。 　　角球开到禁区内，虽然宏景八中7号前锋回防禁区，立刻将球顶了出去。但足球离宏景八中的球门已经足够近了。 　　隔壁教练席的女生差点跳起来。 　　场上所有宏景八中相关人士，都惊出一身冷汗。 　　他们掌握着明星选手的优势，而宏景八中人员缺失的问题，在这种个人能力配合整体协作的进攻中，显露无疑。 　　文成业捧着手机。 　　他刚才突然接到好几个来电，他在高速休息站的消息估计已经传回家里。所以他很干脆挂断父母的来电，继续看新收到的那段视频。 　　依旧是雾蒙蒙的球场，比赛进行到第43分钟。 　　画面里，回撤的秦且初从中圈开始拿球，然后一路长驱直入，连续晃过了三名球员！ 　　在接近弧顶一带的时候，他被斜侧杀出的付新书直接撞翻，主裁判判给永川恒大一个位置很好的任意球。 　　秦且初本人，站在了球前，主罚这枚任意球。 　　宏景八中的球员们排出了六人人墙，将大门一侧封锁得严严实实的。他们有信心，就算秦且初打出漂亮的弧线球，他们也能够将之挡出。 　　主裁判吹响主罚哨声。 　　然而秦且初却并未直接射门，他直接将球吊向了禁区右侧！ 　　在那里，一名永川恒大的边路球员正在高速插上。与此同时，另两名一同前插的永川恒大前锋同时插入禁区。 　　三人像利刃般向前，边路球员直接接球，轻轻一挡，足球划出一道轻盈弧线，刺破保持29分钟的僵局！ 　　球，进了。 　　高速公路休息站，角落昏暗。 　　大厅里似乎发生了新的争执，文成业独自一人坐在最靠窗的角落里。 　　他捧着手机，眼睁睁看着主裁判吹响长哨音，将手指向中圈。 　　最后的哨声响亮极了，几乎要刺破弥漫整片球场的大雾。 　　文成业手轻轻颤抖了起来，他重新按下播放键。并迅速将播放条拖到永川恒大三叉戟突入禁区的瞬间。 　　如果他能在场上…… 　　如果他在场上，他不会将注意力全部放在对方可能的射门上，那不是他的任务。他能够反应过来这是个传球，只需要他能及时回撤，在禁区内干扰一下，这个球可能都进不了了。 　　1-0。 　　门将冯锁跪在地上，他非常懊悔，都已经守到上半场快结束了，就差那么一点，他恨自己为什么没能更快一点。 　　手重重捶击地面。 　　一下、两下…… 　　暗红色的钉鞋出现在视野里，有人走到他身边。 　　肩膀被轻轻拍了拍。 　　冯锁抬头，看到了秦敖严肃的面容。他整张脸都非常紧绷，目光看向不远处。 　　在那里。 　　永川恒大的主力后卫秦且初比了个“1”， 　　他咧开嘴、露出牙齿，声音却是严肃认真：“你们很不错，我要打死你们。” 　　秦敖没有理他，他只是弯下腰，捡起来球门里的足球。 　　场上的雾气，更浓了。 　　那是什么样的感觉呢？ 　　文成业一段又一段地看着林晚星发来的比赛视频。 　　他知道，主裁已经吹响中场结束的哨音，暂时不会有新的视频发来，可他还是握着手机，聊天框保持在和林晚星对话的界面上，一遍又一遍看着那些画面。 　　混乱的镜头，晃动的画面，跌倒又爬起的球员，有时画面太模糊，他甚至忍不住要用手擦拭屏幕。 　　甚至还有足球向镜头飞来，那位拍摄的女教师，忍不住发出惊呼。 　　他不断地看。 　　看着宏景八中的队服逐渐被草屑和泥土染上颜色，看着每一次防守，看着场面越来越焦灼，看着秦且初的突破，看着最后那粒无能为力的进球。 　　明明再守一会，他们就能将0-0的比分拖入中场休息。 　　0-0，半场打永川恒大，战绩足以让人骄傲。 　　可是他们没能成功。 　　就差那么一点点，如果能守下这球就好了，如果他在场上就好了。 　　当这个念头滋生的时候，它开始无休无止地蔓延，甚至取代了跑道四周遮天蔽日的芦苇。 　　可眼前的跑道还是只有那么一截，就那么一截。 　　他在高速公路休息站里，他哪儿也去不了。 　　电话已经不响了，取而代之是父亲愤怒的微信消息。 　　我已经在路上了。 　　自己好好想想自己做了什么。 　　主裁吹响中场哨声，但无论哪一方，对此都很不满意。 　　经过上半场疯狗般的防守，宏景八中的球员早已耗尽体力。他们身上已经被汗水完全浸湿。天还是很冷，冷得人牙齿打颤。 　　林晚星暂时收起手机，招呼大家赶紧回休息室。 　　没有人说话。 　　更衣室暖气打得很足，整个空间却异常的沉默压抑。 　　原本的中场休息，是教练总结上半场比赛得失，布置下半场比赛的时间。 　　可王法只是压着帽子，坐在位置上，似乎并不准备发言。 　　而学生们…… 　　林晚星光看着他们们的表情，就知道他们还沉浸在那例丢球中。 　　“十九……”简短数字，从秦敖口中吐出，“呵呵。” 　　付新书习惯性地把头埋在毛巾里，搁在腿上的拳头轻轻颤抖，听到秦敖的话，他说：“是我布置后防出问题，我没想过他们会打配合。” 　　他说。 　　俞明“我补位慢了。” 　　冯锁：“不，是我的问题，我可以扑到的。” 　　所有的话都在说我本可以。 　　钱老师忧心忡忡，左看右看，想说点什么，又不知怎么说。 　　林晚星有些犹豫，就在这时，王法抬头，看了她一眼。 　　虽然他没有说一个字，但目光中意义坚定明确。 　　林晚星深吸一口气，对所有人宣布道：“文成业过来了。”
Chapter 105 19 "Wake up, young man." 　　There was a gentle pat on the shoulder.　　Wen Chengye didn't want to open his eyes, but the other party still persevered and patted him on the shoulder.　　"Hello, could you please wake up?" 　　It was a gentle female voice, similar to what I had heard before.　　Wen Chengye opened his eyes slightly. Seeing the brim of the policewoman's hat, he subconsciously pulled the scarf over and tried to cover his face more.　　"Are you Wen Chengye?" 　　The policewoman bent over. She holds a glass of warm water in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, as if checking herself against a photo.　　Sure enough, it was still found, and the fool should have the retribution of the fool.　　Waking up from a cramped and never-ending dream, Wen Chengye didn't feel saved. He looked at the police uniform in front of him, and his first reaction was this.　　The angry quarrels of his parents seemed to have sounded in his ears.　　He neither nodded nor shook his head, he didn't want to respond to anyone.　　In fact, as early as the moment he decided to get out of the house with his bag on his back and get on the bus, he should have known the consequences.　　Why expect an outcome that doesn't exist?　　Why act like a fool?　　Wen Chengye clenched his fists, he kept thinking, feeling that he was still in that runway that did not see the light of day.　　At that moment, a cup of warm water was shoved into his hand.　　"If you are Wen Chengye, hurry up and open your phone to take a look, your teacher is in a hurry, she is looking for you." 　　The police said to him.　　Why is my phone turned off?　　When people do stupid things, of course they want to keep it a secret, they don't want the whole world to know about it.　　And when you do this thing exposed, you don't want to be found, and you can delay it for a second.　　But I don't know why, when he thinks of the police saying "Your teacher is in a hurry", he can't help but think about Lin Wanxing's face.　　Will you be in a hurry?　　Why the hurry.　　Wen Chengye slowly drank the glass of water.　　Finally, he reached out for his phone and, as if he had made up his mind, pressed the power button.　　Missed call alerts bombarded his phone first. Then there are all kinds of text messages, WeChat messages.　　Growing so big, don't you know how to worry about adults?　　Where the hell are you?　　If you don't want to study abroad, you can't say it with your mouth? Do you know how difficult it is to find a teacher from an institution?　　…… 　　…… 　　After reading his parents' message, Wen Chengye clicked back to the main interface of WeChat, and further down, he saw Lin Wanxing's avatar.　　Her avatar is a fat black cat.　　Wen Chengye remembered that the cat's name was Xiaoqiu, and it was a new wild cat in their new village. Xiaoqiu is very fat, and Lin Wanxing likes fat cats the most, so she has thought many times to arrest Xiaoqiu for exclusive use.　　And now, the fat cat's avatar has a bright red number "2" on it.　　2 unread messages.　　Lin Wanxing [Video] On the football field on the shore of Dongming Lake, the thin mist seems to be gradually condensing into a solid.　　The water vapor is heavy, and every breath is like using all your strength.　　It was hot, very hot, and sweat ran down his forehead like he didn't want money.　　Fourth goal Qin Jichu took the ball at the edge of the penalty area, forcibly turned around to get rid of Zhihui's defense, and under the attack of Zheng Ren and Zheng Feiyang, he found the opportunity and shot with his feet.　　The football cannonball flew towards the goal, and goalkeeper Feng Suo flew over.　　The next moment, the football was covered by the body, and everyone was shocked into a cold sweat.　　Fifth goal.　　Yongchuan Evergrande made a cross from the side, and the center forward grabbed the point under Qi Liang's close defense, and the football will pass the goal crossbar. Qi Liang collided heavily with the opponent's center, and after he fell, he didn't get up for a while.　　Shaky footage, radio with a serious noise undertone.　　It was a mobile phone video, and the focus was pulled to capture the movement in front of the goal, so the picture was extremely blurry.　　The photographer's level is not very strong, and the first time Qin started to shoot, the camera did not track the football.　　Everyone crashed into each other.　　In the picture is a bright and dazzling sky, and Wen Cheng is awake instantly.　　The video ends, and the screen goes dark.　　The short video returned to the beginning, Wen Chengye grabbed his mobile phone tightly, clicked on the small triangle and played it again.　　The player opposite wore a blue and white uniform, he had played against them, and he knew that it was Yongchuan Evergrande's people.　　Play, drag, confirm.　　Yongchuan Evergrande got up and shot at goal, but the ball was saved.　　Wen Chengye breathed a sigh of relief.　　The grass clippings are flying, and the picture is foggy, but it seems that there is a blazing wind blowing again.　　Wen Chengye's heart beat violently, and he clicked on the second video Yongchuan Evergrande Base, the stadium.　　Hearing the news that Wen Chengye was at the rest stop on the highway, Lin Wanxing's heart relaxed a little.　　She held her phone, the wind on the court blowing through her sideburns. In the dialog box of Hewen Chengye, [Typing......] appeared. The words indicate that Wen Chengye has turned on his mobile phone.　　She thought about it for a moment and continued to switch her phone camera to camera mode, recording some of the moments that happened on the court.　　The game was completely one-sided.　　How many goals do you have to defend in a game and a 10-man lineup?　　Lin Wanxing didn't know the answer either.　　In the 29th minute, the offensive of the Yongchuan Evergrande youth team was like a tide.　　The players in Hongjing No. 8 have almost no concept of time, and only know how to constantly defend and defend.　　They are very passive, they can only run with the ball, use markers and runs to interfere with the opponent's passing, and try to keep the defense from showing flaws.　　As for how tight this line of defense is, only their opponents know best.　　Outside the 30-meter defensive zone, Yongchuan Evergrande can pass the ball at will without interference. However, once the football enters the 30-meter offensive area, whether it is a running player or a team carrier, they will have the intensive defense and close pressing of the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School around them!　　Jumping, breaking, colliding, breaking, whistle sounding...... 　　And then there was a new round of attack.　　Physical training can see results in the short term.　　The running and confrontation ability shown by these high school students in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School in the game has made the players of Yongchuan Evergrande suffer several losses.　　There are still 15 minutes left before the end of the first half, and the 20 goals that Qin Jichu clamored for have not yet completed 1 goal. The arrogant and domineering teenager was not anxious, he felt a rare excitement.　　35 minutes.　　Yongchuan Evergrande coach's seat.　　Evergrande's head coach and assistant coach glanced at each other.　　Although the team was slow to find the back of the net and the scene was different from what they had envisioned, it was not enough to make them anxious. It's just that during this period of time, the overall physical strength and defensive strength revealed by the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School surprised them a little.　　The defensive pattern in the grand view eight is almost as follows: After holding the ball, they start to keep falling in the backcourt. When he is forced to the point where he can't fall to the ground, Hongjing 8 central defender Zheng Feiyang will pass the ball back to the goalkeeper. The goalkeeper kicks the ball far away with a big kick.　　Striker Qin Ao immediately ran towards the spot where the ball landed, and sometimes he could steal the ball in their defenders' packs, but more often than not. At that time, Qin Ao would do whatever it took to immediately start pressing.　　As he struggles to press and delay, the Hongjing Eight central defence, which was slightly messy by his previous passes, will take the opportunity to regain its integrity.　　Simple, physically demanding, yet clear and efficient.　　"How long do you think they'll be able to hold out?" The assistant coach muttered.　　The head coach of the Yongchuan Evergrande youth team did not answer immediately.　　Hongjing No. 8 has taken his stubborn defense to the extreme, and as long as it can interfere with them with the ball, Hongjing No. 8 will do whatever it takes to get the ball.　　It was an unwise move, but the players at Grand View 8 did just that.　　They are not afraid of injuries at all, they are just constantly running, fighting, defending.　　Because of the fog, the grass was slippery, and they would often fall, and then they would get up right away without saying a word and continue to defend.　　In such a run, his team's attacking opportunities began to dwindle.　　Just when the head coach of the Yongchuan Evergrande youth team was thinking, Fang Sulun, the center forward who switched to the side, broke through through his personal ability and won a corner kick.　　The corner kick was driven into the penalty area, although the No. 7 striker of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School returned to the penalty area and immediately pushed the ball out. But the football is close enough to the goal of the Grand View 8.　　The girl in the coach's seat next door almost jumped.　　All the relevant people in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School on the field were shocked into a cold sweat.　　They have the advantage of star players, and the problem of the lack of personnel in Hongjing No. 8 is undoubtedly revealed in this kind of individual ability and overall coordination of the attack.　　Wen Chengye held his mobile phone.　　He had just received several calls, and the news of him at the highway rest stop was probably already transmitted home. So he simply hung up the call from his parents and continued to watch the newly received video.　　It was still a foggy stadium, and the game went on until the 43rd minute.　　In the picture, the retreating Qin Jichu started to take the ball from the middle circle, and then drove all the way in, shaking three players in a row!　　When he was close to the top of the arc, he was directly knocked over by Fu Xinshu who was killed diagonally, and the referee awarded Yongchuan Evergrande a well-positioned free kick.　　Qin Jichu himself, standing in front of the ball, took the free kick.　　The players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School cleared the six-man wall and sealed off one side of the gate tightly. They were confident that even if Qin Jichu hit a beautiful curve shot, they would be able to block it.　　The referee blows the whistle.　　However, Qin Jichu did not shoot directly, he directly hoisted the ball to the right side of the penalty area!　　There, a wing player from Yongchuan Evergrande was plugging in at high speed. At the same time, the other two Yongchuan Evergrande forwards who were also inserted into the penalty area at the same time.　　The trio moved forward like sharp blades, the wide players received the ball directly, and with a slight block, the ball drew a light arc and pierced the deadlock that remained for 29 minutes!　　The ball went in.　　Highway rest stop with dim corners.　　There seemed to be a new dispute in the hall, and Wen Chengye sat alone in the corner by the window.　　He held his phone in his hand and watched as the referee blew the long whistle and pointed his finger to the center circle.　　The final whistle was so loud that it almost pierced the fog that filled the entire stadium.　　Wen Chengye's hand trembled slightly, and he pressed the play button again. and quickly dragged the playback bar to the moment when the Yongchuan Evergrande Trident burst into the restricted area.　　If he can be on the field...... 　　If he's on the pitch and he doesn't focus entirely on the opposition's possible shots, that's not his job. He can tell that it is a pass, as long as he can drop back in time and interfere in the box, the ball may not go in.　　1-0。　　Goalkeeper Feng Suo knelt on the ground, he was very remorseful, he had already held until the end of the first half, just a little bit, he hated why he couldn't go faster.　　The hand pounded the ground.　　One, two...... 　　Dark red spikes came into view, and someone walked up to him.　　There was a gentle pat on the shoulder.　　Feng Suo raised his head and saw Qin Ao's serious face. His whole face was very tense, and his eyes were not far away.　　Over there.　　Yongchuan Evergrande's main defender Qin Jichu compared a "1", he grinned and showed his teeth, but his voice was serious: "You guys are very good, I will kill you." Qin Ao ignored him, he just bent down and picked up the football in the goal.　　The fog on the field is even thicker.　　What does that feel like?　　Wen Chengye watched the video of the game sent by Lin Wanxing one after another.　　He knew that the referee had already blown the whistle at the end of halftime, and there would be no new videos for the time being, but he still held his mobile phone, and the chat box remained on the interface of the conversation with Lin Wanxing, looking at those pictures over and over again.　　The chaotic shots, the shaky images, the players who fell and got up, sometimes the picture was so blurry that he couldn't resist even wiping the screen with his hands.　　There was even a football flying towards the camera, and the female teacher who filmed couldn't help but exclaim.　　He kept looking.　　Watching the team uniform of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School gradually dyed with grass clippings and mud, watching every defense, watching the scene become more and more anxious, watching Qin Jichu's breakthrough, and watching the powerless goal at the end.　　Obviously, if they hold on for a little longer, they will be able to drag the score 0-0 into the half-time break.　　0-0, half-time against Yongchuan Evergrande, the record is enough to make people proud.　　But they didn't succeed.　　It's just a little bit of a bit, if only he could keep the ball, if only he was on the field.　　When the thought struck, it began to spread endlessly, even replacing the reeds that shaded the sky around the runway.　　But the runway in front of me is still only that, just that.　　He's at a highway rest stop, and he can't go anywhere.　　The phone had stopped ringing, replaced by angry WeChat messages from my father.　　I'm already on my way.　　Think about what you've done.　　The referee blew the half-time whistle, but either side was unhappy with it.　　After the mad dog-like defense in the first half, the players in Hongjing No. 8 have long run out of energy. They were already completely soaked with sweat. It was still very cold, so cold that people's teeth chattered.　　Lin Wanxing temporarily put away her mobile phone and beckoned everyone to hurry back to the lounge.　　No one spoke.　　The dressing room was well heated, but the whole space was unusually silent and oppressive.　　The original halftime was for the coach to summarize the gains and losses in the first half of the game and arrange the time for the second half of the game.　　But Wang Fa just pressed his hat and sat in his position, as if he was not ready to speak.　　And the students ...... 　　Lin Wanxingguang looked at their expressions and knew that they were still immersed in the conceded ball.　　"Nineteen ......" a short number, spit out from Qin Ao's mouth, "Hehe." Fu Xinshu habitually buried his head in the towel, his fist resting on his lap trembled slightly, and when he heard Qin Ao's words, he said: "It's me who has a problem arranging the defense, I didn't think that they would cooperate." He said.　　Yu Ming: "I'm slow to fill the position. Feng Suo: "No, it's my problem, I can pounce." All the words were saying that I could.　　Teacher Qian was worried, looking left and right, wanting to say something, but not knowing how to say it.　　Lin Wanxing hesitated a little, and at this moment, Wang Fa raised his head and glanced at her.　　Although he didn't say a word, the meaning in his eyes was firm and clear.　　Lin Wanxing took a deep breath and announced to everyone: "Wen Chengye is here. ”

第106章 答案 　　一开始， 更衣室的球员们还沉浸在失球痛苦中。 　　他们明明可以守住上半场，却在最后时刻被突破。加之秦且初一开始放的狠话，每个人都憋着股劲， 就差那么一点的情绪， 笼罩在每个人心头。 　　所以他们没有第一时间对林晚星的话做出反应。 　　过了一会儿，最先反应过来的是秦敖。 　　“你说谁？”秦敖微微仰头，几乎带着一种狠厉的语气在问。 　　“文成业。”林晚星很确定地说。 　　“来了？”秦敖甩开毛巾站起来，赛场种种屈辱忽然涌上，他在更衣室里左看右看，甚至差点掀开衣柜， “你开什么玩笑，他来了，他人呢？ 　　“我没有开玩笑， 他早上四点半， 上了宏景到永川的巴士， 但他坐的客车被人劫持了，所以没能赶到。”林晚星陈述了事情经过。 　　学生们都瞪大眼睛， 甚至有人揉着耳朵。 　　比起文成业过来了这件事，他没能成功抵达永川球场的原因，更加不可思议。 　　“他跟你说的，他骗你的吧？” 　　“怎么可能？客车还能被劫持的？” 　　学生们对于文成业很不信任， 他们首先就不认为，那个自私自利的冷漠小人会登上来永川的班车。 　　“你们现在打开手机，查询宏景十方路段，就能看到客车被人持枪抢劫的新闻， 不信的话自己确认下。” 　　学生们立刻去找手机， 用脏兮兮的手在网页翻找， 过了会，他们发现这竟然是真的。 　　“我们已经和警方确认过了。”林晚星说。 　　离奇的、荒诞的、诡异的，像一幅巨大的黑色画作，把每个人都吸了进去。 　　整个更衣室，再度陷入沉默。 　　“傻逼吧他。”秦敖放下手机，深深吸了口气。 　　“他是不是有病。” 　　“为什么要来……” 　　“那他现在没事了吗？” 　　“没事了。” 　　“休息站离我们是不是很远，他到得了吗？ 　　林晚星摇了摇头：“来不及了。” 　　知道消息的前十分钟时间，宏景八中的高中生们其实没完全反应过来。 　　问题很多，都把他们搞晕了。不可思议后，随之而来的是巨大的茫然。 　　为什么会发生这种事？ 　　他为什么要来？ 　　为什么？ 　　中场休息，只有短短15分钟时间。 　　他们来不及消化，就需要重新回到球场上。 　　四周是他们此次要迎战的强敌，双方球员分散在场地上，准备开球。 　　湖风从球场西南吹来，吹得所有人一凛。 　　秦敖抬起头。 　　对面，永川恒大两个前锋站在中圈开球点，他们身后，四个中场站成一排，再往后，又是四后卫。对手阵容齐整，每个人看上去都做好了冲烂他们的准备。 　　而他们呢，五个后卫站在禁区前，三中场站在中间的地方，位于最前面的，只有他孤零零的一个人。 　　他忽然回头。 　　看着身后防线的空位。 　　原来，他、他妈是想来的吗？ 　　高速公路休息站的落地窗外，也有一片湿地湖泊。 　　茫茫的青绿色芦苇地包围着浅蓝色湖面，风一吹，周围泛起成片的青绿色涟漪。 　　中场休息的那段时间，可能是文成业这辈子从未有过的折磨时刻。 　　他不断打开和林晚星的聊天，明知休息时间还没结束，可他就是不断地在点着。他又看了几遍林晚星发来的短视频，不断看着那例进球。 　　明明可以守下来的。 　　突然，休息室内爆发巨大争吵。 　　他茫然抬头，不知道这是怎么了。 　　似乎有闪光灯还有别的什么事情在发生。 　　可他完全不在那个世界里，他始终被困在那片芦苇丛中。 　　他忽然在想，他为什么，不早一点呢？ 　　微信电话响起的时候。 　　秦且初的射门刚刚被林鹿拦下，地面湿滑，两人双双摔倒在地，裁判给林鹿亮了一张黄牌。 　　因为局势紧张，所以林晚星没有第一时间注意到手机的震动。 　　王法看了她一眼，指了指她的手机。林晚星才意识到，她的电话响了。 　　那是一通视频电话。 　　接通时，她只看到一片灰白的地砖。 　　画面在轻轻颤抖。 　　林晚星退了几步，坐回休息区长椅上。 　　带着水汽的湖风拂过她的耳畔。 　　“文成业。”她平复了下心情，缓缓开口。 　　有那么一段时间，视频那头只有轻轻晃动的地面。 　　天上的阴云，似乎更浓了。 　　“我来不及了。” 　　声音从电话那头传来。 　　一滴雨水，落在她的手背上。 　　那是什么样的感觉呢？ 　　你明明以为，上半场最后时刻的进球，足以压垮这支队伍。 　　很多比赛都是这样，大家憋着股气，气泄了就没了，半场开始就摆烂了。不是麻木不仁的防守，就是毫无章法的随意进攻。 　　可宏景八中不太一样。 　　他们明明已经没有希望了，明明下半场开场那会儿，这些人还在失魂落魄。 　　为什么开球后，他们迅速恢复了原先坚固的防守阵型？ 　　秦且初不理解。 　　不过没关系，他不需要理解对手的想法。 　　再坚固的墙体，总有无法抵御冲击的时候。 　　所以开场后，他们直接开始不知疲倦的进攻，疯狂冲击宏景八中的防线。 　　一力破万法。 　　秦且初迅速拉边，用强行突破创造一个空档，然后立刻抬脚将球传出。 　　足球突入禁区内，双方中路球员都没有碰到，球飞向了后点。 　　恒大队员在冲刺中甩开了付新书的防守，迎着落下来的足球直接起脚射门！ 　　那“砰”的一声重响，仿佛是给宏景八中球员们的当头棒喝。 　　足球撞击横梁，高高弹开。 　　这是一个绝佳的机会，就差那么一点点！ 　　就连恒大的主教练，也不由得在场边跳了起来。 　　足球弹出球门的瞬间，秦敖完全清醒了。 　　一滴冰凉的液体，落在他的眉心。 　　他突然在想，这是多少球来着？ 　　…… 　　第十六球。 　　第十六球的时候。 　　天空中淤积的阴云，终于化作雨水落下。 　　场边的视频电话仍拨通着，但没有人说话。 　　林晚星举着手机，尽量让电话那头的人能看清比赛情况。 　　明明是淅淅沥沥的小雨，可落在教练席遮雨棚上时，却能发出噼里啪啦的莫大声响。 　　雨水让本就滑腻的草坪变得更加湿滑。 　　禁区前沿发生相当惨烈的碰撞。 　　付新书和永川恒大的11号前锋重重撞在一起，双方捂着额头，都一时没能恢复。 　　趁此暂停空挡，永川恒大球员下场换上长钉鞋。 　　永川恒大青年队的主教练用脚掌搓着湿滑的草地。 　　没有队伍喜欢比赛下雨，草叶沾水后会变得格外湿滑，球场经常跑动的位置被踩烂后还会变得泥泞。不管是湿滑还是泥泞，都会让球在地面滚动时，受到更大影响。 　　防守队伍讨厌下雨，而下雨对进攻方的影响更大。 　　不经意间，他再度看向隔壁教练席。 　　那个人从头到尾，都没有任何指挥球员的动作。 　　他只是沉默伫立场边，无论防守成功与否，他都不像其他人一样投入任何情绪。像这是场与他无关的比赛。 　　可他一开始，就让球员们换上了长钉鞋。 　　他的球员们会有更大的体能消耗，抵消多出来的抓地力，同时牺牲跑速，换取他的球员们不会无缘无故摔倒，减少可能出现的防守失误。 　　他突然感到一种超越胜负之外的比赛用意，可他又一时无法理解。 　　他只觉得对面也在赌，但就算你赌天会下雨，我们进攻会更困难些。 　　又能怎么样呢？ 　　你们没有任何反击手段，这是一场注定不会有希望的比赛。 　　你在赌什么？ 　　一脚一脚踩在泥泞的草地上。 　　付新书浑身湿透，站了起来，头还很疼，似乎肿了，但没有关系。 　　他同样清楚教练的用意，这就是一场防守的地狱试炼。 　　身体已经很疲倦了。 　　刚才他才知道，比赛已经进行到第61分钟。 　　原来他们已经守了这么久了。 　　对面是永川恒大，1-0的比分维持到了现在。 　　那如果，再多一个人呢？ 　　这种想法不可能不出现在他的脑海里。 　　或许，他们努力维持的防守阵线会被那个人轻松撕烂。 　　或许他们会争吵、谩骂，或许他们根本没办法配合。 　　就像他之前坚定认为的那样。 　　但如果…… 　　如果他在这里呢？ 　　他们是不是也有另一种可能？ 　　雨幕下，付新书感到有堵高耸入云的墙，横亘在他的面前。 　　他曾以为，无论他多么尽力奔跑，都没办法越过这堵名为命运的高墙。 　　可现在，他站在或许是他人生倒数第二次比赛的赛场上，站在名为命运的巨大分界点上时。 　　他才骤然意识到，他的“曾以为”是多么可笑。 　　他不可能越过这堵墙，不是因为他不够努力奔跑，而是因为，他放弃了。 　　他认为文成业不想赢，所以他也放弃了。 　　可现在，他很不甘心，他很后悔。 　　非常非常地后悔。 　　第二十球。 　　冯锁其实不知道，那是永川恒大全场组织的第二十轮进攻。 　　永川恒大都是偏向技术型的球员，可雨水阻碍地面进攻，他们只能高举高打。 　　不用讲什么战术、什么配合，就是不断朝禁区内长传冲吊，然后抢点。恒大不断地从两翼起球，从中路起球，直接将球传到禁区寻找机会。 　　他们起码有四五个球员在禁区内准备抢点，谁都知道，宏景八中不可能组织有效进攻，他们不用有太多的忌惮。 　　秦且初回撤拿球，然后分球到边路。边路球员强行突破林鹿的防守，虽然林鹿在顽强转身追赶，可是他的步伐已经踉踉跄跄。 　　永川恒大边后卫一口气甩开林鹿，切入禁区，面对过来补位的郑飞扬，他轻巧地将球挑传到后点。方苏伦巧妙跟进，迎球就是一记高空轰炸。 　　足球高速飞来，雨水让冯锁的视线一片濡湿。 　　他整个人扑向足球。下一刻，他重重撞在门柱上，然后摔倒于球门线上，浑身都是泥水。 　　足球，被他牢牢护在身下。 　　文成业捧着手机，他仿佛也在那场大雨中，被完全浇透了。 　　视频画面里，门将久久没有爬起。 　　他能听到场边林晚星和教练的一些对话，但并不能完全听清。 　　实在太远了，他握着手机边缘，关节完全泛白。 　　手机电量已经有些危急，微信又弹出了一条提示消息 　　你跟你妈一路货色 　　文成业并不觉得愤怒。 　　休息站实在太冷了，他蜷缩在椅子上。 　　他只觉得，这说得或许也没有错。 　　如果他们不一样。 　　他就不应该坐在这里。 　　他明明可以早一点出门，明明可以好好沟通，明明可以尝试配合。 　　可是他没有。 　　他没有低头。 　　所以他在这里，他不在那里。 　　他被困在自己心中这条永远望不见头的狭窄跑道里，所以失去站上那片球场的机会。 　　他很后悔。 　　他不甘心。 　　球场上的雨，越来越大。 　　第二十一球。 　　祁亮飞身头球解围，永川恒大球员来不及收脚，钉鞋直接踹上了他的脸。 　　第二十二球。 　　林鹿把自己整个扔出去，阻挡了一次传中。 　　第二十三球。 　　秦敖已经摔倒，还在用身体强行阻挡方苏伦，带着对方一起摔在泥泞的草地里。 　　恒大球员开出角球，足球靠近大门，冯锁出击准备去拿球。 　　然而一阵风吹来，雨水打在他的眼睛里，他眨了眨眼睛，慢了一步。 　　冯锁没能拿到球，球从他手前飞过，飞向了后点…… 　　林鹿在那里起跳，准备将球顶出去。 　　助攻上前的恒大后卫依靠自己的身材，力压林鹿，甩头攻门！ 　　足球瞬时改变方向，飞向空门，守在门前的秦敖飞身扑了过去，险险伸脚，凌空将球踢了出去！ 　　就在这个时候，秦且初突兀地出现在了足球飞行路线上。 　　没有人知道他是从哪儿冒出来的。 　　角度刁钻，他姿势别扭，那种情况下根本就没有余地射门，他只是用胸口拦在了足球飞行的路线上！ 　　秦敖解围出来的球，撞上胸口，然后反弹，飞进了球门。 　　雨幕铺天盖地。 　　主裁的哨音响彻云霄，可球场上，却静得可怕。 　　秦敖跪在球门前，低着头，看着自己的手。 　　他想起自己站在讲台上说：“我们已经做好迎接失败的准备！” 　　去他妈的失败，老子根本没有准备好！ 　　“啊！”他仰天大喊了一声。 　　狠狠地锤了下地面。 　　肩膀被轻轻拍了拍。 　　付新书一步一个脚印，走到了他的身边。 　　队长的额头还肿着，脸庞也早已被泥土和草色沾污。 　　“我一直觉得他不想赢，但其实他比我们更想赢一些。”他低着头，对他这么说。 　　秦敖看着自己撑在地上的手，忽然想起他挥向文成业的那一拳。 　　付新书向他伸出了手：“好歹从现在开始，我们不能输给他，得比他更想赢一点。” 　　秦且初站在两人身边。 　　再比不出任何手势。 　　他看到秦敖把手搭在付新书的手中，看到他用尽全身力气，再次站了起来。 　　秦敖想。 　　王法问他们：他们想守住哪一球。 　　不是哪一球。 　　而是这一球，还有下一球！ 　　这是一场无论你守住多少球，都无法迎来胜利的比赛。 　　为什么还要继续呢？ 　　因为不甘心。 　　终场的哨音，在东明湖畔响起。 　　0-2，宏景八中四连败。 　　雨不知何时，渐渐小了。 　　风拂过湖畔的球场，吹起层层雨雾。 　　所有人都停在了原地。 　　时间仿佛在那刻静止下来。 　　林晚星手机微信中没有任何声音。可她仿佛能听到，文成业那边芦苇丛轻轻翻滚的声音。 　　“我真是个傻逼。”文成业说。 　　“我做了这辈子没做过的傻逼事情，遇到了最傻逼的结果，我感觉自己是个笑话。” 　　他明明坐在休息室里，窗外水鸟啁啾，青绿色芦苇随风摇荡。可他真的累极了，他已经跑了那么长那么长的路，那是条始终望不见头的狭窄跑道，尽头是他永远无法抵达的终点。 　　名为命运的分界线，横亘在前。 　　向前一步仍是苦海，你可能会遇到最可笑的境遇最离奇的遭遇，永世不得解脱。 　　但为什么还要向前呢？ 　　空间里响起暴怒般的脚步声，父亲的身影出现在大厅中。 　　文成业站了起来，向他走了过去。 　　下一刻，耳光扇上脸颊，耳朵里是隆隆的雷声。 　　芦苇丛中，白鹭惊飞， 　　文成业看着父亲狰狞的脸庞。 　　却感觉格外轻松。 　　虽然他没有抵达那里，但他也没有站在原地。 　　脚下的暗红色跑道不断不断向远处延展，他看到了那条路。 　　手机通话结束。 　　林晚星忽然转过头，看着王法。 　　青年的帽子不知何时被风吹到地上，他只是微微仰头，看着天空。 　　绒毛般的雨水沾湿他的发梢和睫毛。 　　“我觉得你们很像。”林晚星对王法说。 　　她很清楚。 　　在这一刻，王法的那个问题，已经有了解答。 　　足球是什么？ 　　是暴力、竞争、是对抗。 　　是数不清争吵后也不知为何想和队友一起站上球场的文成业， 　　是普通的孩子想要放弃，又最终没有放弃，坚定地继续走下去的那颗心。 　　是不认命，和不甘心。
Chapter 106 Answer In the beginning, the players in the dressing room were still immersed in the pain of conceding a goal.　　They could have held on to the first half, but they were broken at the end of the day. Coupled with Qin Jichu's cruel words at the beginning, everyone was holding back their strength, and there was almost a little bit of emotion in everyone's hearts.　　So they didn't react to Lin Wanxing's words in the first place.　　After a while, the first to react was Qin Ao.　　"Who are you talking about?" Qin Ao raised his head slightly, almost asking in a fierce tone.　　"Wen Chengye." Lin Wanxing said with certainty.　　"Coming?" Qin Ao threw off the towel and stood up, all kinds of humiliation on the field suddenly came up, he looked left and right in the locker room, and even almost opened the wardrobe, "What are you kidding, he's here, what about the others?"　　"I'm not kidding, he got on the bus from Hongjing to Yongchuan at half past four in the morning, but the bus he was sitting in was hijacked, so he didn't make it." Lin Wanxing stated what happened.　　The students' eyes widened, and some even rubbed their ears.　　Compared with the fact that Wen Chengye came over, the reason why he failed to arrive at Yongchuan Stadium is even more incredible.　　"He told you, he lied to you, right?" 　　"How is that possible? Can a passenger car be hijacked? The students were very distrustful of Wen Chengye, and they didn't think that the selfish and indifferent villain would board the shuttle bus to Yongchuan in the first place.　　"Now you open your mobile phone and inquire about the Hongjing Shifang Road section, you can see the news that the bus was robbed at gunpoint, if you don't believe it, confirm it yourself." 　　The students immediately went to their phones, searched the web with their dirty hands, and after a while, they found out that it was real.　　"We've checked with the police." Lin Wanxing said.　　Bizarre, absurd, eerie, like a giant black painting, sucking everyone in.　　The entire locker room fell silent again.　　"Fool him." Qin Ao put down his phone and took a deep breath.　　"Is he sick?" 　　"Why come to ......" 　　"Is he okay now?" 　　"It's okay." 　　"Isn't the rest stop far away from us, can he get there?　　Lin Wanxing shook her head: "It's too late." In the first ten minutes of knowing the news, the high school students of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School actually didn't fully react.　　There are a lot of questions, and they all make them dizzy. After the incredible, a huge bewilderment ensued.　　Why is this happening?　　Why did he come?　　Why?　　There was only 15 minutes to go to halftime.　　They don't have time to digest and need to get back on the pitch.　　Surrounded by their tough opponents this time, players from both sides scattered across the pitch ready to kick off.　　The lake breeze blew from the southwest of the stadium and blew everyone.　　Qin Ao raised his head.　　On the opposite side, the two forwards of Yongchuan Evergrande stood at the kick-off point in the center circle, behind them, the four midfielders stood in a row, and then back, there were four defenders. The opponents were lined up and everyone looked ready to rush them.　　As for them, five defenders stood in front of the penalty area, three midfielders stood in the middle, and he was the only one at the front.　　He suddenly turned around.　　Look at the empty space in the line behind you.　　It turns out that he—want to come?　　Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the highway rest stop, there is also a wetland lake.　　A vast expanse of turquoise reeds surrounds the pale blue lake, and when the wind blows, it spreads a patch of turquoise ripples around it.　　The intermission may have been a moment of torture that Wen Chengye had never had in his life.　　He kept opening the chat with Lin Wanxing, knowing that the rest time was not over yet, but he kept clicking it. He watched the short video sent by Lin Wanxing a few more times, and kept watching the goal.　　Obviously, you can keep it.　　Suddenly, a huge quarrel broke out in the break room.　　He looked up blankly, not knowing what was going on.　　There seems to be a flash and something else going on.　　But he wasn't in that world at all, he was always trapped in that reed.　　He suddenly wondered, why didn't he come earlier?　　When the WeChat phone rang.　　Qin Jichu's shot was just stopped by Lin Lu, the ground was slippery, both of them fell to the ground, and the referee showed Lin Lu a yellow card.　　Because of the tense situation, Lin Wanxing did not notice the vibration of the mobile phone at the first time.　　Wang Fa glanced at her and pointed to her phone. Lin Wanxing realized that her phone rang.　　It was a video call.　　When she connected it, all she saw was a gray floor tile.　　The picture is trembling slightly.　　Lin Wanxing took a few steps back and sat back on the bench in the rest area.　　The lake breeze with water vapor blew in her ears.　　"Wen Chengye." She calmed down and spoke slowly.　　For a while, there was only a gently swaying ground on the other end of the video.　　The clouds in the sky seem to be thicker.　　"I'm too late." 　　A voice came from the other end of the phone.　　A drop of rain fell on the back of her hand.　　What does that feel like?　　You obviously thought that the goal in the last minute of the first half was enough to crush this team.　　It's like this in a lot of games, everyone holds their breath, they lose their breath, and they are rotten at half-time. It's either an insensitive defense, or a random attack that doesn't work in a haphazard way.　　But Hongjing No. 8 Middle School is different.　　They obviously have no hope, and at the beginning of the second half, these people are still losing their souls.　　Why did they quickly revert to their sturdy defensive formation after kick-off?　　Qin Jichu didn't understand.　　But it doesn't matter, he doesn't need to understand his opponent's thoughts.　　No matter how strong the wall is, there will always be times when it can't resist the impact.　　So after the opening, they directly began to attack tirelessly, frantically attacking the defense line of Hongjing No. 8.　　Break through ten thousand laws with one force.　　Qin Jichu quickly pulled the side, created a gap with a forced breakthrough, and then immediately raised his foot to pass the ball.　　The ball burst into the box, the middle players of both sides did not touch, and the ball flew towards the back post.　　The Evergrande players shook off Fu Xinshu's defense in the sprint, and shot directly at the falling football!　　The "bang" sound seemed to be a slap in the face for the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School.　　The soccer ball hits the crossbar and bounces high off.　　It's a great opportunity, just a little bit close!　　Even the head coach of Evergrande couldn't help jumping on the sidelines.　　The moment the football popped into the goal, Qin Ao was completely awake.　　A drop of cold liquid landed on the center of his brow.　　He suddenly thought, how many balls is this?　　…… 　　Sixteenth ball.　　At the sixteenth ball.　　The clouds that had accumulated in the sky finally turned into rain and fell.　　Fieldside video calls were still being made, but no one was talking.　　Lin Wanxing held up her mobile phone and tried her best to let the person on the other end of the phone see the game clearly.　　It was obviously a drizzling rain, but when it fell on the canopy of the coach's seat, it could make a loud crackling sound.　　The rain made the already slippery lawn even more slippery.　　There was a rather tragic collision at the edge of the exclusion zone.　　Fu Xinshu and Yongchuan Evergrande's No. 11 striker collided together, both sides covered their foreheads, and neither could recover for a while.　　Taking advantage of this pause, the Yongchuan Evergrande players went off the field and changed to spikes.　　The head coach of the Yongchuan Evergrande youth team rubbed the slippery grass with the soles of his feet.　　No team likes to play in the rain, the grass becomes extremely slippery when it gets wet, and the often running parts of the course become muddy when trampled on. Whether it's slippery or muddy, it will affect the ball more when it rolls on the ground.　　Defending teams hate rain, and rain has a greater impact on the attacking team.　　Inadvertently, he looked at the coach's bench next door again.　　From beginning to end, that person did not have any movement to direct the players.　　He just stood silent, and he didn't get as emotionally invested as anyone else, whether the defense was successful or not. Like this is a game that has nothing to do with him.　　But as soon as he started, he put the players on spikes.　　His players will have a greater physical exertion, counteracting the extra grip, while sacrificing speed in exchange for his players not falling for no reason and fewer possible defensive errors.　　He suddenly felt a sense of intent to play beyond victory and defeat, but he couldn't understand it for a moment.　　He just thinks that the other side is also betting, but even if you bet that it will rain, it will be more difficult for us to attack.　　What can we do?　　You don't have any counter-attacks, it's a game that is not destined to be hopeless.　　What are you betting on?　　One foot at a time on the muddy grass.　　Fu Xinshu was soaked and stood up, his head was still very painful and seemed to be swollen, but it didn't matter.　　He also knows what the coach is trying to do, and it's a defensive hell.　　The body is already very tired.　　Just now he knew that the game had reached the 61st minute.　　It turns out that they have been guarding it for so long.　　On the opposite side is Yongchuan Evergrande, and the score of 1-0 has been maintained until now.　　So what if, what if, one more?　　It was impossible not to think about it.　　Perhaps, the defensive line they worked so hard to maintain would be easily torn apart by that man.　　Maybe they'll argue and abuse, or maybe they won't be able to cooperate.　　Just like he had firmly believed before.　　But if ...... 　　What if he's here?　　Isn't there another possibility?　　Under the rain curtain, Fu Xinshu felt a towering wall in front of him.　　He thought that no matter how hard he ran, he would not be able to cross the wall called fate.　　But now, standing on what may be the penultimate race of his life, standing on the huge dividing point called fate.　　It dawned on him how ridiculous his "once thought" was.　　There was no way he could have crossed the wall, not because he didn't run hard enough, but because he gave up.　　He thought that Wen Chengye didn't want to win, so he also gave up.　　But now, he is very unwilling, and he regrets it very much.　　Very, very sorry.　　Twentieth ball.　　Feng Suo actually didn't know that it was the twentieth round of attacks organized by Yongchuan Evergrande.　　Yongchuan Evergrande are both technical players, but the rain hinders the ground attack, and they can only play high.　　There is no need to talk about tactics and cooperation, just keep rushing towards the long pass in the penalty area, and then grab the point. Evergrande constantly starts the ball from both wings, starts the ball from the middle, and passes the ball directly to the penalty area to look for opportunities.　　They have at least four or five players in the penalty area ready to grab points, and everyone knows that it is impossible for Hongjing No. 8 Middle School to organize an effective attack, and they don't have to have too much fear.　　Qin Jichu retreated to get the ball, and then distributed the ball to the side. The wide player forced his way through Lin Lu's defense, and although Lin Lu stubbornly turned to catch up, his pace had staggered.　　The Yongchuan Evergrande fullback shook off Lin Lu in one breath, cut into the penalty area, and faced Zheng Feiyang, who came to fill the position, he delicately picked the ball to the back point. Fang Sulun cleverly followed up, and the ball was a high-altitude bombardment.　　The football flew at high speed, and the rain made Feng Suo's vision wet.　　He threw himself into the football. The next moment, he slammed into the post and fell on the goal line, covered in mud.　　Football, firmly protected by him.　　Wen Chengye was holding his mobile phone, and he seemed to be completely drenched in that heavy rain.　　In the video screen, the goalkeeper did not get up for a long time.　　He could hear some conversations between Lin Wanxing and the coach on the sidelines, but he couldn't fully hear them.　　It was so far away that he gripped the edge of his phone, his joints completely white.　　The battery of the mobile phone is already a little critical, and a prompt message pops up on WeChat You are with your mother all the way Wen Chengye did not feel angry.　　It was so cold at the rest stop that he curled up in his chair.　　He only felt that this might not be wrong.　　If they're not the same.　　He shouldn't be sitting here.　　He could have gone out earlier, he could have communicated well, and he could have tried to cooperate.　　But he didn't.　　He didn't bow his head.　　So he's here, he's not there.　　He was trapped in this narrow track in his mind that could never see the end, so he lost the opportunity to stand on that field.　　He regretted it.　　He was not reconciled.　　The rain on the pitch is getting heavier.　　Twenty-first ball.　　Qi Liangfei cleared the ball with a header, and the Yongchuan Evergrande player didn't have time to close his feet, and the spikes kicked him directly in the face.　　Twenty-second ball.　　Lin Lu threw himself out entirely, blocking a cross.　　Twenty-third ball.　　Qin Ao had already fallen, and he was still forcibly blocking Fang Sulun with his body, and he fell into the muddy grass with the other party.　　The Evergrande player took a corner kick, the football was close to the gate, and Feng Suo was ready to get the ball.　　But a gust of wind blew, and the rain hit his eyes, and he blinked, slowing down.　　Feng Suo couldn't get the ball, and the ball flew in front of his hand and flew to the back post...... 　　Lin Lu jumped there, ready to push the ball out.　　The Evergrande defender who assisted the front relied on his figure to beat Lin Lu and shook his head to attack the goal!　　The football instantly changed direction and flew towards the empty goal, Qin Ao, who was guarding in front of the goal, pounced, stretched out his foot dangerously, and kicked the ball out in the air!　　At this time, Qin Jichu suddenly appeared on the football flight path.　　No one knows where he came from.　　The angle is tricky, his posture is awkward, there is no room to shoot in that situation, he just stops the path of the football flight with his chest!　　The ball that Qin Ao cleared out hit his chest, then bounced back and flew into the goal.　　The rain was overwhelming.　　The referee's whistle sounded in the sky, but on the court, it was terrifyingly quiet.　　Qin Ao knelt in front of the goal, lowered his head, and looked at his hands.　　He remembered standing on the podium and saying, "We are ready for failure!" Fuck the failure, Lao Tzu is not ready at all!　　"Ahh He shouted as he looked up to the sky.　　Hammered down to the ground.　　There was a gentle pat on the shoulder.　　Fu Xinshu walked to his side step by step.　　The captain's forehead was still swollen, and his face was already stained with mud and grass.　　"I always thought he didn't want to win, but he wanted to win more than we did." He bowed his head and said this to him.　　Qin Ao looked at his hand propped up on the ground, and suddenly remembered the punch he swung at Wen Chengye.　　Fu Xinshu stretched out his hand to him: "Anyway, from now on, we can't lose to him, we have to win a little more than him." Qin Jichu stood beside the two of them.　　No more gestures.　　He saw Qin Ao put his hand in Fu Xinshu's hand, and saw him use all his strength to stand up again.　　Qin Ao thought.　　Wang Fa asked them which ball they wanted to keep.　　It's not a single goal.　　It's this one, and there's the next!　　It's a game where no matter how many balls you defend, you can't win.　　Why continue?　　Because I am not reconciled.　　The final whistle sounded on the shore of Dongming Lake.　　0-2, Hongjing lost four in a row in the eighth middle school.　　I don't know when the rain is getting lighter.　　The wind blows across the lakeside course, blowing layers of rain and mist.　　Everyone stopped where they were.　　Time seemed to stand still at that moment.　　There was no sound in Lin Wanxing's mobile phone WeChat. But she seemed to be able to hear the sound of the reeds gently rolling on Wen Chengye's side.　　"I'm such an idiot." Wen Chengye said.　　"I did something stupid that I hadn't done in my life, and I felt like I was a joke when I met the stupidest result." 　　He was sitting in the lounge, outside the window the chirping of waterfowl and the turquoise reeds swaying in the wind. But he was really tired, he had already run so long, so long, it was a narrow track with no end in sight, and the end was the end that he could never reach.　　The dividing line called destiny lies ahead.　　One step forward is still a sea of suffering, and you may encounter the most ridiculous and bizarre circumstances, from which you will never be liberated.　　But why move forward?　　Furious footsteps rang out in the space, and the figure of my father appeared in the hall.　　Wen Chengye stood up and walked over to him.　　The next moment, the slap slapped on the cheek, and in the ears was the rumbling thunder.　　Among the reeds, the egret flew in fright, Wen Chengye looked at his father's hideous face.　　But it feels extraordinarily relaxed.　　Although he didn't get there, he didn't stand still either.　　The dark red runway beneath his feet stretched into the distance, and he saw the road.　　The phone call ends.　　Lin Wanxing suddenly turned her head and looked at Wang Fa.　　The young man's hat was blown to the ground by the wind at some point, and he just tilted his head slightly and looked at the sky.　　The fluffy rain drenched the ends of his hair and eyelashes.　　"I think you're alike." Lin Wanxing said to Wang Fa.　　She knows it well.　　At this moment, Wang Fa's question has been answered.　　What is Football?　　It's violence, it's competition, it's confrontation.　　It is Wen Chengye who wants to stand on the court with his teammates for some reason after countless quarrels, and it is the heart of ordinary children who want to give up, but in the end they don't give up and continue to walk firmly.　　is not resigned to fate, and unwilling.

第107章 CD 　　那是一张CD， 这年头CD已经不多见了。 　　它被装在一个牛皮信封内，信封正面写着 　　福安花园14栋 文成业同学（收）。 　　信封既没有贴邮票，也没有贴快递单一类的标识， 这说明它很大可能， 是被直接放在文成业家信箱里的。 　　距对阵永川恒大的比赛，已经过去两天了。 　　输给永川恒大在意料之中，但比赛过程却有些惨烈。10人阵容和永川恒大打出0-2的战绩已足够令人骄傲，但输了总是输了。 　　学生们一开始并不能从失败中走出来。越是绝境、越是压榨到极限的比赛，就越能令人看清内心的渴望。 　　赛后的一长段时间，学生们都沉浸在比赛那些失误的细节里。“我本可以”“我为什么不”这些想法充斥着他们的脑海。 　　如果不是还有“文成业”的事情， 林晚星认为不断闪回的画面会折磨他们很久。 　　虽然嘴上不说，大家其实都很关心文成业。 　　比如他们赛后第一时间就想知道“文成业”人在哪，会不会来永川？ 　　当他们得知文成业被他爸爸打了一巴掌带回宏景后， 甚至动了“劫狱”的念头。 　　听到“劫狱”两个字的时候， 林晚星真是很无语， 这都什么跟什么。 　　所以她给文成业发了条微信你的队友们说可以提供劫狱服务，你有这个需求吗？ 　　文成业没有第一时间回复。 　　过了很久， 久到他们已经在青年旅舍收拾完行李，即将登上返回宏景的高铁。 　　“文狗给我发了个‘傻逼’。”秦敖拿着手机，突然在站台上跳了起来，“傻逼是什么意思！他被他爸抽傻了吗？” 　　一听是文成业的消息， 周围的男生们全围到秦敖身边，抢着要看他手机。 　　祁亮看了眼自己手机，发现并没有文成业的消息，冷笑了下：“他真喜欢你啊。” 　　秦敖立刻得意：“你是不是嫉妒了？他就给我发了。” 　　他边说， 边拿起手机， 当着祁亮的面给文成业回了个凸。 　　总之， 这就是那天比赛后发生的一些事情。 　　然后，就是在两天后的现在，文成业拿着这个信封，再次走上天台的时候了。 　　正值晚饭后，大家在正常摆烂。 　　轮值学生在洗碗，林晚星抢了个阳台的木沙发打盹，天台门被推开。 　　穿着校服和运动裤的少年，就这么背着个书包，拿着信封，出现在门口。 　　他迎风而立，外衣猎猎飞扬，夜色中，静静望着天台上其他人。 　　其他队员一开始没反应过来。 　　发现是文成业后，他们竟有点不好意思。一伙人和文成业隔着菜园遥遥相望，很有画面感。 　　最后，还是林晚星先受不了。 　　“好了好了，还要看到什么时候。”她招呼文成业进来。 　　然后，文成业就递给她这个信封。 　　如果说，信封正面是“TO文成业”，那么信封反面…… 　　反面印刷着宏景市第九初级中学的联系方式和地址，显示是非常正规的学校用信封。 　　“这是什么，有人寄给你的吗？”林晚星问。 　　“恩。” 　　“谁寄的？” 　　“不知道。” 　　“宏景那第九初中，这是你们呆过的初中吗？” 　　学生们纷纷点头。 　　这样的投递模式，很简单就让林晚星想到了曾经学生们收到的一些东西。 　　比如陈江河收到的《免费借球100次卡》，又或者是秦敖收到的香烟盒，甚至是最近的关于文成业的外卖单…… 　　虽然表现形式不同，可这神神秘秘奇奇怪怪的感觉，让人觉得出自同一人之手。 　　旁边的其他学生，也是同样的感觉。 　　“谁给你的？”陈江河问。 　　“不知道，就放我家信箱里。”文成业说。 　　“您什么时候收到的？” 　　“去年，学期末……” 　　“……” 　　听到这信还是去年的，学生们都无语了。 　　“所以你是早收到，没拿过来？” 　　“里面就一张给我的CD，我为什么要拿过来，我拿给谁？”文成业反问。 　　这话听上去好像也很有道理。 　　“那你现在为什么要拿过来？”秦敖问。 　　“因为里面还有一张纸条。”文成业没好气地说， 　　秦敖眼疾手快，倒了倒信封，里面空空如也：“没有啊？” 　　“我早扔了。”文成业很干脆地说。 　　“你是真的狗啊！”其他学生们都惊了，这人竟这么厚颜无耻且理直气壮。 　　“那纸条上面写了什么？”林晚星忽然来了兴趣。 　　文成业会直接扔掉，恐怕里面不是什么好话。 　　文成业果然满脸不爽，其中还夹杂着一丝尴尬。 　　文成业唇缝里漏几字：“致我未来的明星小球员们……” 　　呃！ 　　这句话，确实有一瞬间让大家都尴尬了起来。 　　但也只是一瞬间。 　　很快，学生们开始猜测会说这句话的人是谁。他们眼神中逐渐有奇异的光彩，虽然不可思议，但好像只有一个答案。 　　“是教练吗？！”学生们异口同声地道。 　　他们口中的教练，当然不是王法，而是那位从小教他们踢球，把他们从带球后路都走不稳的小屁孩，教到能和职业青训一较高下的蒋教练。 　　“教练寄给你的？” 　　“为什么之前不拿出来？” 　　“你实在太狗了！”学生们异口同声地道。 　　文成业很安静。 　　其实他也能猜到寄信人是谁，所以自始至终没有扔掉CD和信封。 　　男生们七嘴八舌，对信中光盘的内容越来越感兴趣。 　　现在找台能读CD的电脑，也有难度了。但幸好元元补习班里，有爷爷奶奶留下的旧机子，它能完成这个任务。 　　学生们屏息凝神，近乎小心翼翼地按下光盘弹舱，咔擦一声，弹舱打开。 　　光盘被放进舱内，关上，随后是咔擦咔擦的读取声。 　　老式电脑反应很慢，总之按照林晚星的观感，整个读取过程持续了很长时间。 　　“我的电脑”文件夹内，出现了“20xx年市长杯 ”的CD-ROM文件名。 　　双击光盘分区，文件夹刷新，一个视频文档出现在显示器中。 　　再次双击。 　　白炽灯静静高悬，远处星光明亮。 　　比画面更早出现的，是音乐。 　　男声哼唱着一段英文歌曲，嗓音略沙哑，但又轻快悠扬，歌声随着插在电脑上的老旧音箱，在整间教室中回荡。 　　前奏乐器交织，完全是上个世纪好莱坞电影的配乐。 　　几乎闭上眼，脑海中就能浮现出黑夜中的街道。漫天大雨，主人公愉快地收起伞，在闪烁着点点雨光的街道中起舞。 　　I'M singin in the rain 　　Just singin in the rain 　　…… 　　紧接着，老旧显示器浮现出清晰度不高的画面。那是昏暗的休息室，画面质感粗糙，甚至还有仿佛灰尘般的粒子浮动着。 　　随后，孩子们明亮的笑脸出现。 　　他们面孔黝黑，一下子很大一张笑脸占据着画面，然后是叽叽喳喳的背景音。 　　林晚星愣了下，看向四周将近成年的学生们，将之勉强联系起来。 　　略显稚嫩的声音通过音箱，在教室里此起彼伏。 　　有人在喊“速度速度”，有人在说“冲”，还有人在吹牛说“我上次那个带球过人如何如何踢翻了对面”。最后那个，当然是秦敖。 　　他们叽叽喳喳的，虽然画面是昏暗的更衣室，仿佛还充斥着球衣球鞋和汗味。但那些明亮笑容，却似乎沐浴在阳光里。 　　紧接着，画面一变，显得更加亮了。 　　户外的球场草坪上，两队初中生球员列队，场边有家长模样的观众，总体人还是很少。 　　看到某一瞬定格画面，让林晚星想起了在林鹿家看过的合影，应该是同一场比赛。 　　裁判吹响哨声，球赛开始。 　　孩子们在球场上飞奔起来，显示器画面中，一切都灿烂光明。 　　夜晚的教室里，老旧音箱里还播放着愉快的《雨中曲》配乐。 　　初中生们在草地上奔跑、跃起，黑白相间的足球滚动着。 　　他们呐喊、欢呼，也因碰撞而哀号，一切生动而活泼。 　　有进球，又被进球，有滑铲，有过人，最后哨音响起。 　　林晚星甚至不清楚，具体比分是多少。 　　大家聚成一团，神情颓丧。 　　学生的心情阴雨完全能反应在脸上。 　　有人召集着男生们，让他们聚在一起。 　　中年人的声音，在背景音中说道： 　　“快快快！去握手了！” 　　“急什么，明年还有比赛！” 　　“加油加油！继续加油！” 　　男生们被催促着，鼓励着，列队和对手握手。 　　下一刻，画面一暗，又是昏暗的更衣室。 　　沙哑的背景音乐响起。 　　还有很多很多嘈杂的声音。 　　大家来说一下我们明年的目标 　　“什么是目标？”有孩子问。 　　“就是你们明年想干什么！” 　　“继续踢球啊！” 　　“废话，肯定继续踢啊！” 　　“教练是问我们，想要什么成绩！” 　　“肯定是冠军！” 　　“冠军！” 　　仿佛有一场突然而至的太阳雨瓢泼洒下。 　　背景乐仍在不停哼唱着 　　I‘m dancin and singin in the rain.
Chapter 107 CD That's a CD, and CDs aren't very common these days.　　It was packed in a cowhide envelope, and on the front of the envelope was written "Fu'an Garden Building 14 Wen Chengye Classmate (Receiving)".　　The envelope was neither stamped nor marked with a single type of courier, which indicates that it was most likely placed directly in the mailbox of Wenchengye's family.　　It has been two days since the match against Yongchuan Evergrande.　　The loss to Yongchuan Evergrande was expected, but the game process was a little miserable. The 10-man lineup and Yongchuan Evergrande played a 0-2 record that is enough to be proud of, but losing is always losing.　　Students don't get out of failure in the first place. The more desperate the situation, the more the competition is pressed to the limit, the more people can see the desire in their hearts.　　For a long time after the game, the students were immersed in the details of the game's mistakes. Thoughts of "I could" and "why wouldn't I" flood their minds.　　If it weren't for the "Wen Chengye" thing, Lin Wanxing thought that the constant flashback pictures would torment them for a long time.　　Although they don't talk about it, everyone actually cares about Wen Chengye.　　For example, they wanted to know where "Wen Chengye" was immediately after the game, and would they come to Yongchuan?　　When they learned that Wen Chengye was slapped by his father and brought back to Hongjing, they even had the idea of "robbing prison".　　When she heard the words "prison robbery", Lin Wanxing was really speechless, what is this.　　So she sent a WeChat message to Wen Chengye, your teammates said that they can provide prison robbery services, do you have this need?　　Wen Chengye did not reply immediately.　　After a long time, they had already packed their bags in the youth hostel and were about to board the high-speed train back to Hongjing.　　"Wengou sent me a 'stupid'." Qin Ao held his mobile phone and suddenly jumped up on the platform, "What do you mean by being stupid!" Was he slapped stupidly by his dad? As soon as they heard the news that it was Wen Chengye, the boys around him all gathered around Qin Ao and rushed to see his mobile phone.　　Qi Liang glanced at his mobile phone and found that there was no news of Wen Chengye, so he sneered: "He really likes you." Qin Ao immediately smug: "Are you jealous?" He sent it to me. As he spoke, he picked up his mobile phone and gave Wen Chengye a convex answer in front of Qi Liang.　　Anyway, that's some of what happened after that day's race.　　Then, two days later, it was time for Wen Chengye to take this envelope and walk on the rooftop again.　　It was after dinner, and everyone was sitting on a normal slate.　　The students on duty were washing the dishes, Lin Wanxing grabbed a wooden sofa on the balcony to take a nap, and the rooftop door was pushed open.　　A teenager in a school uniform and sweatpants appeared at the door with a schoolbag and an envelope.　　He stood in the wind, his coat hunting and flying, and in the night, quietly watching the others on the rooftop.　　The rest of the team didn't react at first.　　After finding out that it was Wen Chengye, they were a little embarrassed. A group of people and Wen Chengye looked at each other from a distance across the vegetable garden, which was very picturesque.　　In the end, Lin Wanxing couldn't stand it first.　　"Okay, okay, we'll see when." She beckoned Wen Chengye in.　　Then, Wen Chengye handed her the envelope.　　If the front of the envelope is "TO Wenchengye", then the back of the envelope ...... 　　On the reverse side is printed the contact information and address of Hongjing No. 9 Junior High School, which shows that it is a very regular school envelope.　　"What is this, did someone send it to you?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Yes." 　　"Who sent it?" 　　"I don't know." 　　"Hongjing's ninth junior high school, is this the junior high school you stayed in?" 　　The students nodded their heads.　　This kind of delivery mode is very simple, which makes Lin Wanxing think of some things that students have received in the past.　　For example, Chen Jianghe received the "Free Borrowing Ball 100 Times Card", or the cigarette box Qin Ao received, or even the recent takeaway order about Wen Chengye...... 　　Although the form of expression is different, the mysterious and strange feeling of this god makes people feel that it is from the same person.　　The other students next to me felt the same way.　　"Who gave it to you?" Chen Jianghe asked.　　"I don't know, just put it in my mailbox." Wen Chengye said.　　"When did you receive it?" 　　"Last year, the end of the semester ......" 　　“……” 　　When they heard this letter last year, the students were speechless.　　"So you received it early and didn't bring it?" 　　"There's just a CD for me, why should I bring it, who should I give it to?" Wen Chengye asked rhetorically.　　That sounds like a lot of truth.　　"Then why are you taking it now?" Qin Ao asked.　　"Because there's a note in there." Wen Chengye said angrily, Qin Ao's eyes were quick, and he poured down the envelope, which was empty: "No? "I threw it away." Wen Chengye said very simply.　　"You're a real dog!" The other students were shocked that this man was so brazen and justifiable.　　"What's on that note?" Lin Wanxing suddenly became interested.　　Wen Chengye will throw it away directly, I'm afraid it's not a good thing to say.　　Wen Chengye's face was really unhappy, and there was a hint of embarrassment in it.　　Wen Chengye leaked a few words between his lips: "To my future star players......" 　　Belch!　　This sentence did make everyone embarrassed for a moment.　　But only for a moment.　　Soon, the students began to guess who would say it. There was a strange brilliance in their eyes, and although it was incredible, there seemed to be only one answer.　　"Is it a coach?!The students said in unison.　　The coach they are talking about is of course not Wang Fa, but the little kid who taught them to play football since they were young, and taught them from being unstable behind the ball to Coach Jiang who can compete with professional youth training.　　"The coach sent it to you?" 　　"Why didn't you take it out before?" 　　"You're such a dog!" The students spoke in unison.　　Wen Chengye was quiet.　　In fact, he could guess who the sender was, so he didn't throw away the CD and envelope from beginning to end.　　The boys were gossiping and becoming more and more interested in the contents of the CD in the letter.　　Now it's hard to find a computer that can read CDs. But fortunately, in the Yuanyuan cram school, there is an old machine left by grandparents, which can complete this task.　　The students held their breath and pressed the disc bay almost cautiously, and with a click, the bay opened.　　The disc was placed in the cabin and closed, followed by a click and click.　　The old-fashioned computer reacted very slowly, in short, according to Lin Wanxing's perception, the whole reading process lasted for a long time.　　In the "My Computer" folder, the CD-ROM file name of "20xx Mayor's Cup" appears.　　Double-click on the disc partition, the folder refreshes, and a video document appears in the display.　　Double-click again.　　The incandescent lamps hang silently, and the stars are bright in the distance.　　Earlier than the picture, it was music.　　The male voice hummed an English song, his voice slightly hoarse, but light and melodious, and the singing echoed throughout the classroom with the old speakers plugged into the computer.　　The prelude instruments are intertwined, and it is completely the soundtrack of Hollywood movies of the last century.　　Almost as soon as you close your eyes, you can think of the streets in the dark. In the heavy rain, the protagonist happily puts away his umbrella and dances in the street with a little bit of rain.　　I'M singin in the rain 　　Just singin in the rain 　　…… 　　Immediately after that, the old display surfaced with a picture that was not very clear. It was a dimly lit lounge, with a rough texture and even dusty particles floating around.　　Then, the bright smiling faces of the children appeared.　　Their faces were dark, and suddenly a large smiling face dominated the frame, followed by a chattering background.　　Lin Wanxing was stunned for a moment, looked at the nearly adult students around her, and reluctantly connected them.　　Slightly immature voices passed through the speakers and rose one after another in the classroom.　　Some people are shouting "speed, speed", some people are saying "rush", and some people are bragging about "how I kicked the opposite side with the ball last time". The last one, of course, is Qin Ao.　　They were chattering, even though the picture was of a dimly lit locker room, as if it was still filled with jerseys, sneakers and the smell of sweat. But those bright smiles seem to be bathed in sunlight.　　Immediately afterwards, the picture changed and appeared brighter.　　On the outdoor court lawn, the two teams of junior high school players lined up, and there were spectators who looked like parents on the sidelines, and there were still very few people overall.　　Seeing a certain moment-freeze frame reminded Lin Wanxing of the group photo he had seen at Lin Lu's house, which should be the same game.　　The referee blows the whistle and the game begins.　　The children were running on the pitch, and everything was bright and bright on the monitor.　　In the classroom at night, the old speakers still play the happy soundtrack of "Singin' in the Rain".　　Junior high school students are running and jumping on the grass, and black and white soccer balls are rolling.　　They shouted, cheered, and wailed because of the collision, all alive and lively.　　There were goals, goals again, sliding tackles, passes, and the final whistle sounded.　　Lin Wanxing didn't even know what the specific score was.　　Everyone gathered together, looking depressed.　　The mood of the students is cloudy and rainy, which can be fully reflected on their faces.　　Someone gathered the boys and got them together.　　The middle-aged man's voice said in the background: "Hurry up! It's time to shake hands! "What's the hurry, there's still a game next year!" 　　"Come on, come on! Keep up the good work! The boys were urged, encouraged, and lined up to shake hands with their opponents.　　The next moment, the picture was dark, and it was a dim dressing room.　　Hoarse background music plays.　　There are many, many loud sounds.　　Let's talk about our goals for next year, "What is a goal?" A child asked.　　"That's what you want to do next year!" 　　"Keep playing!" 　　"Nonsense, I'm sure I'll keep kicking!" 　　"The coach is asking us what results we want!" 　　"Definitely a champion!" 　　"Champion!" 　　It was as if there was a sudden sun and rain.　　The background music is still humming I'm dancin and singin in the rain.

第108章 可能 　　视频播放完毕。 　　屏幕已经暗下， 教室里还是静悄悄的。 　　很难说清楚是什么样的感觉。 　　小时候踢球简单快乐，想法单纯，就算这次输了， 难过一会儿， 下次赢回来就好。没有那么多困难，仿佛无所不能。 　　学生们有一段时间安静无言，就静静看着屏幕。 　　直到林晚星将CD弹出。 　　“咔擦”一声弹舱响，才将大家唤醒。 　　“教练……” 　　“是教练吗？” 　　他们显得有点组织不起语句来。 　　蒋教练为什么要做这张CD？ 　　为什么要把CD给文成业？ 　　大家的问题应该是这样。 　　林晚星想了想，问：“这段录像，是蒋教练拍的吗？” 　　学生们纷纷回忆： 　　“我记得那天教练拿了DV吧？” 　　“是叫DV吧？” 　　“对， 他说问朋友借了DV机，拍下来给我们留念。” 　　林晚星却有些奇怪：“那你们之前看过这段录像吗？” 　　“没有。” 　　“也就是说，蒋教练在你们初中时拍摄了这个视频留念， 做了刻录和剪辑， 最近送到了文成业手里？”林晚星摸了摸下巴。 　　学生们也觉得奇怪， 不过他们觉得奇怪的点，还是集中在文成业身上：“为什么蒋教练单独送给你啊！” 　　“可能因为他比较不听话。”祁亮说。 　　这句话就听上去很有道理了。 　　其他人长长地“哦”了一声。 　　林晚星也算知道为什么文成业宁愿给秦敖发消息了。 　　总之， 虽然还有颇多疑点，比如蒋教练为什么不亲自现身，而用这些神神秘秘的东西，来引导学生们；又或者钱老师在其中又扮演怎样的角色？ 　　但对学生们来说， 其实细节没那么重要。 　　毕竟刚才播放的录像，是蒋教练拍摄的这点无疑。 　　信是寄给文成业的，虽然小文同学直接把字条扔掉，也没看过光盘刻录的视频。但无论是字条还是信封， 应该都能使他想起些事情来。 　　也不能说是一张字条就促使他下定决心， 登上前往永川的大巴。但无论如何， 收到“礼物”的学生都会有所触动。那些“礼物”给了他们一个“理由”，间接地推动他们，解决困难，重新在一起。 　　文成业带来了信封和CD，也带来了两份作业。 　　当然，后者是其他学生离开后，他才别别扭扭从书包里掏出来的。 　　一份是交给她的，写在作文纸上，题目是《足球是为了胜利》。 　　另一份，当然就是王法要收的复盘总结。 　　林晚星收到催了大半个月的作业，非常震惊。 　　文成业努力保持冷淡的表情，他等了一会儿，像还是觉得很不好意思，转身要走。 　　“等等。”王法翻过一页纸，抬起头，喊住了文成业。 　　教练还是颇有威信的。 　　文成业转身回来，格外乖巧。 　　“说说你的想法吧。”王法看完复盘作业的最后一行，对文成业这么说。 　　文成业愣在原地。 　　月色正好。 　　下了两天雨，气温回了点暖，天台上并不冷。 　　“我的想法？” 　　“你的复盘，只写了你认为比赛问题在哪里，但没有改进意见。” 　　“改进意见？”文成业停顿了下，“我说了你会听？” 　　王法认为小文同学这句话是废话，没有回答。 　　“我觉得我们进攻太疲软了。”文成业直接说道。 　　“继续。” 　　“以前蒋教练在的时候就老这么说，防守防守，防守是进攻的基础，但就算完美地守90分钟，还是0-0的平局。我们需要加强进攻。” 　　“不够直接。”王法评价道。 　　文成业脸色一僵。 　　“反正下一场输了，你们也不会有别的比赛了，再不说，就来不及了。”王法很平静，他抬眼审视着面前的少年。 　　文成业也这么看着他。 　　林晚星忽然想起那天比赛结束时。 　　永川恒大青年队主教练走到王法面前，问：“你到底想做什么？” 　　这句话听上去很奇怪，王法在球场上一贯高冷，也就没有回答。 　　文成业眉头紧蹙，放在身侧的拳头逐渐紧握，像下定决心似地，他说：“我来踢中场。” 　　林晚星惊呆了。想起先前王法让付新书移位到后防线的做法，她转头看向身边。 　　“好。”王法答。 　　文成业同样怔住了，他没想到教练这么简单就答应了，不敢相信自己的耳朵。 　　“那、那我变中场了？”文成业指着自己问。 　　“可我同意，并不代表你能顺利踢好中场这个位置。”王法身体微微前倾，他不是随意的姿态，而是很认真地在与文成业进行这番谈话。 　　夜风里，少年微怔，他像陷入深思：“我还要做什么？” 　　“就像你说的，防守并不能取得胜利，那么单纯的进攻也同样不能。你觉得呢？” 　　“你是说团队？”文成业讲到这里，眉头紧皱。他显然早就明白王法的意思，可还是不愿聊那些。 　　王法看了下时间，很干脆地对文成业说：“明天中午12点，你可以直接向你的队友们阐述你的想法，说服他们。当然，我是说如果你想的话。” 　　文成业不确定地来，更懵逼地离开。 　　据说他的父母正在为离婚开战，所谓的“管他”都是离婚官司里的手段，他大部分时间都很自由。 　　天台铁门砰地一声关上，四周恢复夜的宁静。 　　林晚星低头，认真看完了文成业交来的小作文。然后在某个瞬间，她托着下巴，转头开始端详王法。 　　王法同志的侧脸还是很能打，当然正脸更好，林晚星想找点小说里会用的形容词来拍下马屁。就在这时，王法忽然转头看她。 　　林晚星脑内的形容词弹幕被清屏。 　　大概是她的样子太呆滞。 　　王法盯着她看了一会儿，蜜糖色的眼眸里露出笑意：“小林老师想问什么，需要我也给你个机会吗？” 　　林晚星怔住，然后小拍了下桌子：“首先，再就业的机会，明明是我给教练的。” 　　“那别的机会呢，小林老师可以给吗？” 　　那瞬间，林晚星当然明白王法的意思。 　　夜风温柔，他们依旧保持刚才的距离。王法姿势闲散，刘海和鬓角因为刚洗完澡没多久所以显得濡湿，但他目光很是认真诚恳。 　　空气里是四周花木和柠檬洗发水的味道，他们的手离得很近，差不多是轻轻抬起就可以握住手指。 　　气氛很好，谁都有想装傻的时候，林晚星也想装傻。 　　所以她问王法：“那我给教练个机会，讲讲你的打算。” 　　王法眼眸中一瞬间闪过诸多情绪，但他很快平静下来，笑着反问，“小林老师是在问我对球队的规划？” 　　“恩。”林晚星笑了下，说，“感觉教练早有打算。” 　　“其实没有。”王法说。 　　“但你安排付新书去后防，也支持文成业争取中场位置。” 　　“我是说，过程没有你认为的那么有计划性和预见性。”王法顿了顿，“他们一起踢了很久，是个完整度很高的队伍。其实这样很了不起吧，小时候一起玩，长大了还能做队友。” 　　林晚星很清楚，王法年少时辗转多地，成年后又见惯队员更替，他始终认为，像宏景八中这样的队伍非常难得。 　　林晚星笑道：“你这句话可千万不能让他们听到，肯定当场给你表演恶心心。” 　　王法给自己倒了杯水，也笑了起来：“但完整度有时候是双刃剑，球员们思维固定，打法僵化。就算有矛盾，也是在旧舢板上修修补补，风浪一大，很容易碎。” 　　林晚星听到这里，忽然能get到王法为什么没有一开始就整肃更衣室。 　　八中足球队是个固定的队伍，他们可以依靠固定和努力训练来战胜一些对手。 　　可比赛越来越难，输球后自然会互相责怪。陈卫东的退出，只是矛盾开始的缩影。文成业到来，加剧了队内矛盾。 　　这时，王法作为主教练，其实只有两个选择。继续修补这艘小舢板，或者看着它被巨浪冲毁，然后想办法重建。 　　想到那天更衣室斗殴，湿重而压抑的空气，林晚星沉默下来。 　　“但不一定能成功啊。”她这么说。 　　有时候碎了就碎了。文成业和其他队员们是否会因此改变，他们能否重组为一支有战斗力的队伍，这些都是未知的。 　　“但我们永远追求更好的可能性。”王法说。 　　林晚星看着王法。 　　顶棚的白炽灯洒下淡金色的光，他面容清隽平和，这是深思熟虑后的做法。 　　他不要似是而非的选择，也不要勉强稳定的队伍，就算是一支普通高中生队伍，他也希望他们能追求更好的可能性。 　　林晚星从内心觉得王法很了不起。 　　未知，永远是最大的挑战。 　　“你什么意思？” 　　第二天中午，元元补习班。 　　学生们按照王法要求的时间集合，文成业在讲台上硬着头皮讲了两句自己的想法，底下瞬间小炸。 　　他们既不能理解为什么文成业敢上讲台说自己想踢中场，也不能理解王法为什么同意文成业上台。 　　台下群情四起，文成业站在台上也有些慌乱。 　　王法坐在台下，球员们也回头想看教练的意思：“不是，教练你也觉得老付该给文狗让位置？” 　　“我没有倾向性。” 　　“上次我们踢永川恒大，你让付新书打后卫。”陈江河突然想起什么来。 　　“付新书在后防线发挥了他的优势，不是吗？” 　　“可是……” 　　学生们还是说不出的纠结。 　　这是他们从小到大习惯的阵容，突然要改，还是队长要给最不合群的人让位置，总觉得不舒服。 　　文成业深吸了口气，说：“这是我的问题，不是说付新书中场踢得不好，是我不喜欢后卫的位置。” 　　“你不喜欢别人就得让你？” 　　林晚星举手纠正：“可以把不喜欢换成不擅长。” 　　文成业冷着张脸，很艰难，但还是改口：“我，不擅长后卫这个位置。” 　　措辞一变，座位上的反对者们突然就语塞了。 　　但仔细一想，好像确实是那么一回事。 　　文成业这人天生就没集体精神，喜欢独来独往，眼睛里只有对方半场，你让他好好防守他浑身难受。相反，付新书的集体精神很好，细致且有大局观，很适合做后防线中流砥柱。 　　从个性上来说，他们位置互换似乎是个不错的选择。 　　但是，要临时改变一支配合五年的队伍，去迎战强敌申城海波吗？ 　　那很有可能是他们最后的对手了。 　　每个人都陷入深思，无法抉择。 　　直到付新书站了起来。 　　“我同意。” 　　他这么说。
Chapter 108: May The video is finished.　　The screen has dimmed, but the classroom is still quiet.　　It's hard to say what it feels like.　　When I was a child, I was simple and happy to play football, and my thoughts were simple, even if I lost this time, I would be sad for a while, and I would just win it back next time. There are not so many difficulties, as if everything is possible.　　For a while, the students were silent and looked at the screen.　　Until Lin Wanxing popped the CD.　　A "click" bomb bay sound woke everyone up.　　"Coach ......" 　　"Is it a coach?" 　　They seem to be a little unorganized.　　Why did Coach Jiang make this CD?　　Why should you give a CD to Wen Chengye?　　That's how everyone's question should be.　　Lin Wanxing thought for a while and asked, "Was this video taken by Coach Jiang?" The students recalled, "I remember the day the coach got the DV, right?" 　　"It's called DV, right?" 　　"Yes, he said he asked a friend to borrow a DV player and took a picture of it for us." 　　Lin Wanxing was a little strange: "Then have you seen this video before?" "Nope." 　　"In other words, Coach Jiang filmed this video when you were in junior high school, did it burning and editing, and recently sent it to Wen Chengye?" Lin Wanxing touched her chin.　　The students also felt strange, but what they found strange was that they still focused on Wen Chengye: "Why did Coach Jiang give it to you alone!" "Probably because he's less obedient." Qi Liang said.　　That sounds like a lot of sense.　　The others let out a long "oh".　　Lin Wanxing also knew why Wen Chengye would rather send a message to Qin Ao.　　In short, although there are still many doubts, such as why Coach Jiang didn't show up in person, and used these mysterious things to guide the students; Or what role does Mr. Qian play in it?　　But for students, it's not that much in the details.　　After all, there is no doubt that the video played just now was taken by Coach Jiang.　　The letter was sent to Wen Chengye, although Xiaowen threw away the note directly, and he had not seen the video of the disc burning. But whether it's a note or an envelope, it should remind him of something.　　It can't be said that a note prompted him to make up his mind and board the bus to Yongchuan. But in any case, the students who receive the "gifts" will be touched. Those "gifts" give them a "reason" that indirectly pushes them, solves difficulties, and gets back together.　　Wen Chengye brought an envelope and a CD, as well as two assignments.　　Of course, the latter was awkwardly pulled out of his schoolbag after the other students left.　　One was given to her, written on composition paper, with the title "Football is for Victory".　　The other, of course, is the review summary that Wang Fa wants to receive.　　Lin Wanxing was very shocked when she received the homework that she had been urging for more than half a month.　　Wen Chengye tried to maintain a cold expression, he waited for a while, as if he still felt very embarrassed, and turned to leave.　　"Wait." Wang Fa turned over a page, raised his head, and called out to Wen Chengye.　　The coach is still quite prestigious.　　Wen Chengye turned around and came back, extremely well-behaved.　　"Tell me what you think." Wang Fa finished reading the last line of the review assignment and said this to Wen Chengye.　　Wen Chengye froze in place.　　The moonlight is just right.　　It rained for two days, the temperature was a little warmer, and it was not cold on the rooftop.　　"My thoughts?" 　　"In your review, you only wrote what you think was wrong with the game, but there were no suggestions for improvement." 　　"Suggestions for improvement?" Wen Chengye paused, "You will listen to what I said?" Wang Fa thought that Xiaowen's words were nonsense and did not answer.　　'I think we're too weak offensively. Wen Chengye said directly.　　"Go on." 　　"In the past, when Coach Jiang was there, he always said that defense and defense are the basis of offense, but even if he held it perfectly for 90 minutes, it was still a 0-0 draw. We need to step up our attack. "Not direct enough." Wang Fa commented.　　Wen Chengye's face froze.　　"Anyway, if you lose the next game, you won't have another game, and if you don't talk about it, it'll be too late." Wang Fa was very calm, and he raised his eyes to look at the young man in front of him.　　Wen Chengye also looked at him like this.　　Lin Wanxing suddenly remembered that day was at the end of the game.　　The head coach of the Yongchuan Evergrande youth team walked up to Wang Fa and asked, "What do you want to do?" This sentence sounded very strange, Wang Fa was always cold on the court, so he did not answer.　　Wen Chengye frowned, the fist at his side gradually clenched, as if he had made up his mind, he said, "I'll play in the midfield." Lin Wanxing was stunned. Remembering the previous practice of Wang Fa letting Fu Xinshu move to the back line, she turned her head to look at her side.　　"Okay." Wang Fa replied.　　Wen Chengye was also stunned, he didn't expect the coach to agree so easily, he couldn't believe his ears.　　"So, then I'm a midfielder?" Wen Chengye pointed to himself and asked.　　"But I agree, it doesn't mean that you can play well in the midfield position." Wang Fa's body leaned forward slightly, he was not in a casual posture, but very seriously in this conversation with Wen Chengye.　　In the night breeze, the young man was slightly stunned, and he seemed to fall into deep thought: "What else do I have to do?" "Like you said, defense doesn't win, and neither does offense. What do you think? "You mean the team?" Wen Chengye frowned when he said this. He obviously understood what Wang Fa meant, but he still didn't want to talk about that.　　Wang Fa looked at the time and said to Wen Chengye very simply: "Tomorrow at 12 noon, you can directly explain your ideas to your teammates and persuade them." Of course, I mean if you want. Wen Chengye came uncertainly, and left even more confused.　　It is said that his parents are at war for divorce, and the so-called "him" is a means in divorce lawsuits, and he is free most of the time.　　The iron door of the rooftop slammed shut, and the silence of the night was restored all around.　　Lin Wanxing lowered her head and carefully read the small essay handed in by Wen Chengye. Then, at some point, she held her chin and turned her head to study Wang Fa.　　Comrade Wang Fa's side face is still very good, of course, the front face is better, Lin Wanxing wants to find some adjectives that will be used in the novel to shoot the fart. At this moment, Wang Fa suddenly turned his head to look at her.　　The adjective barrage in Lin Wanxing's mind was cleared.　　Probably because she looked too sluggish.　　Wang Fa stared at her for a while, and a smile appeared in his honey-colored eyes: "What does Mr. Xiaolin want to ask, do you need me to give you a chance?" Lin Wanxing was stunned, and then slapped the table: "First of all, the opportunity for re-employment is obviously given to the coach by me." "What about other opportunities, can Mr. Kobayashi give it?" 　　At that moment, Lin Wanxing certainly understood what Wang Fa meant.　　The night breeze was gentle, and they still kept their distance. Wang Fa's posture was idle, and his bangs and sideburns looked wet because he had just taken a shower, but his eyes were very serious and sincere.　　The air was filled with the smell of flowers and lemon shampoo, and their hands were so close that they could hold their fingers almost slightly up.　　The atmosphere is very good, everyone has times when they want to pretend to be stupid, and Lin Wanxing also wants to pretend to be stupid.　　So she asked Wang Fa: "Then I'll give the coach a chance to talk about your plans." A lot of emotions flashed in Wang Fa's eyes for a moment, but he quickly calmed down and asked with a smile, "Mr. Kobayashi is asking me about my plan for the team?" "Yes." Lin Wanxing smiled and said, "I feel that the coach has already planned." "Not really." Wang Fa said.　　"But you arranged for Fu Xinshu to go to the back, and also supported Wen Chengye to fight for the midfield position." 　　"I mean, the process wasn't as planned and predictable as you thought it would be." Wang Fa paused, "They have been playing together for a long time, and they are a team with a high degree of integrity. Actually, it's amazing, we played together when we were kids, and we can be teammates when we grow up. Lin Wanxing knows very well that Wang Fa traveled to many places when he was young, and when he became an adult, he was used to seeing team replacement, and he always believed that a team like Hongjing No. 8 Middle School was very rare.　　Lin Wanxing said with a smile: "You must not let them hear this, you will definitely show you disgusting on the spot." Wang Fa poured himself a glass of water and laughed: "But completeness is sometimes a double-edged sword, the players have fixed thinking and rigid playing style." Even if there is a contradiction, it is tinkering on the old sampan, and it is easy to break when the wind and waves are big. When Lin Wanxing heard this, she suddenly could figure out why Wang Fa didn't clean up the locker room at the beginning.　　The No. 8 football team is a fixed team, and they can rely on fixation and hard training to defeat some opponents.　　But the game is getting harder and harder, and after losing, they naturally blame each other. Chen Weidong's withdrawal is only a microcosm of the beginning of the contradiction. The arrival of Wen Chengye exacerbated the contradictions within the team.　　At this time, Wang Fa, as the head coach, actually has only two choices. Continue to mend the little sampan, or watch it be washed away by the waves, and find a way to rebuild it.　　Thinking of the brawl in the locker room that day, the wet and oppressive air, Lin Wanxing fell silent.　　"But it doesn't have to work out." She said so.　　Sometimes it's broken, it's broken. Whether Wen Chengye and the other team members will change as a result, and whether they can reorganize into a fighting team, these are unknown.　　"But we are always looking for better possibilities." Wang Fa said.　　Lin Wanxing looked at Wang Fa.　　The incandescent lamps of the ceiling shone a pale golden light, and his countenance was clear and calm, which was a deliberate approach.　　He doesn't want a plausible choice, and he doesn't want to force a stable team, even if it's an average team of high school students, he wants them to pursue better possibilities.　　Lin Wanxing felt that Wang Fa was great from the bottom of her heart.　　The unknown is always the biggest challenge.　　"What do you mean?" 　　At noon the next day, Yuan Yuan cram school.　　The students gathered at the time required by Wang Fa, and Wen Chengye said two sentences of his thoughts on the podium, and the bottom instantly exploded.　　They could neither understand why Wen Chengye dared to go to the podium and say that he wanted to play in the midfield, nor could they understand why Wang Fa agreed to Wen Chengye coming to power.　　There was a lot of emotion in the audience, and Wen Chengye was a little flustered when he stood on the stage.　　Wang Fa sat in the audience, and the players also looked back to see what the coach meant: "No, coach, do you also think that Lao Fu should give up his position to Wengou?" "I have no tendencies." 　　"Last time we played Yongchuan Evergrande, you let Fu Xinshu play the guard." Chen Jianghe suddenly remembered something.　　"Fu Xinshu played to his strengths at the back, didn't he?" 　　"But ......" 　　The students still can't tell how tangled they are.　　This is the lineup they have been used to since childhood, and it is always uncomfortable to change it suddenly, or if the captain wants to give way to the most unsociable.　　Wen Chengye took a deep breath and said: "This is my problem, it's not that Fu Xinshu doesn't play well in the middle of the game, it's that I don't like the position of a defender." "If you don't like people, you have to let you?" 　　Lin Wanxing raised her hand to correct: "You can replace dislike with not being good at it." Wen Chengye had a cold face, it was very difficult, but he still changed his words: "I'm not good at the position of defender."As soon as the wording changed, the opponents in the seats suddenly stopped.　　But when you think about it, it seems that this is indeed the case.　　Wen Chengye is born without a collective spirit, he likes to be alone, he only has the opponent's half of the court in his eyes, and you let him defend well, he is uncomfortable. On the contrary, Fu Xinshu's collective spirit is very good, meticulous and has a big picture, which is very suitable to be the mainstay of the backline.　　Personally, their swap of positions seems like a good choice.　　However, do you want to temporarily change a team that has been cooperating for five years to face the strong enemy Shencheng Haibo?　　That could well be their final opponent.　　Everyone is deep in thought and can't make a choice.　　Until Fu Xinshu stood up.　　"I agree." 　　He said so.

第109章 胜利 　　B2B中场， 全称为box-to-box midfielder。 　　Box指的是禁区，意指能从本方禁区覆盖对方禁区的全能中场。 　　B2B中场全攻全守，防守跑动范围极大， 可以出现在球场任意位置。从地位上来说， 他负责组织进攻和防守，是全队当仁不让的核心人员。 　　这就是王法给文成业的场上定位。 　　学生们听到那个英文词的时候，已经张大了嘴巴。而等他们听到王法给予文成业的场上权限时，都惊得说不出话来了。 　　学生们的第一反应，当然是“他凭什么”！ 　　连文成业本人都受宠若惊，完全没想到自己会被教练摆到如此重要的位置上。 　　看着学生们的反应， 林晚星忍不住叹了口气，深感王法老奸巨猾、老谋深算。 　　先让小文同学主动提出要踢中场，然后再将他摆到高位、承担重责。原先的文成业， 是个游离在后防线外的自由灵魂， 现在的文成业身负重担， 从前到后，啥活都得干。 　　“我……我不知道B2B中场该怎么做， 没踢过。”文成业很诚实，突然重压之下，谁都会有些退缩。 　　“大部分时间，你都很自由， 往你想去的地方跑。”王法看似随意地说道。 　　与其让十个人配合文成业一个，不如让他一个配合球场上其他十人。 　　这就是王法人员换位的核心思想。 　　整个球队的阵型变换后，从右到左分别是 　　后卫：林鹿付新书 郑飞扬祁亮俞明 　　中场：智会郑仁 文成业 　　前锋：秦敖陈江河 　　除了文成业与付新书两人换位外，王法也让郑飞扬更多担任清道夫的角色， 帮两个冲杀在前的后卫查漏补缺。 　　换做之前， 其他学生当然不能接受“文狗”当核心来调度他们、控制全队的攻防节奏。 　　可架也打了， 彼此不满也发泄了，最艰难的防守战也踢过了。文成业先低头，大家再聚首很不容易。所以达成共识，更换位置后，他们要好好踢完最后一场比赛。 　　落实在训练场上，就是文成业全场飞奔到处救火。进攻调度有他，防守补位有他，门前角球争顶还是他。 　　一开始对文成业“核心”定位稍有不满的学生们，见到文少累如死狗，简单训练结束球衣能拧出水，就什么意见都没有了。 　　给文成业加码的不仅有教练的期待。 　　还有禹州银象和申城海波的赛果。 　　让人意想不到的是，两队再度战1-1战平！ 　　小组赛第五轮赛况如下： 　　申城海波1：1禹洲银象 　　永川恒大2：0宏景八中 　　积分方面 　　永川恒大15 　　申城海波5 　　禹洲银象5 　　宏景八中3 　　也就是说，只要他们宏景八中下轮比赛击败申城海波，全取3分，小组积分就有6分。 　　因为大魔王永川恒大太强，禹州银象很难获胜。那么他们宏景八中就能以6分总分，力压后两支5分队伍出线！ 　　而永川恒大赢比赛…… 　　不能说希望很大，只能说 　　“要是秦且初这逼崽子赢不了，老子就去永川给丫揍了！”秦敖如是说。 　　本以为上场是为了大家的最后一场球拼命，现在这最后一场球，又有了更进一步的可能性，大家都憋着股劲！ 　　随着日程推进，宏景八中与申城海波的比赛日很快到来。他们将前往申城，客场迎战他们小组赛的最后一轮对手。 　　“我买了高铁票。” 　　临出发前一天，林晚星在宣布集合出发事宜时这么说道。 　　男生们都挺意外，毕竟申城离他们宏景高铁只有20分钟，怎么看都是大巴点对点更方便一些。 　　“你们都没有发现，文成业晕车吗？”林晚星问。 　　文成业坐在角落，忽然抬头。然后其他男生纷纷看向他，他又不好意思低下头。 　　学生们这才意识到，文成业每次比赛前的臭脸，好像也不单纯是给他们甩脸色。 　　明明对阵申城海波，是决定他们能否出线的重要比赛，打之前有很多遐想，可真到那么一天，仿佛又变成自然而然的一件事。 　　申城海波主场很大，就在申城高铁北站旁，步行10分钟可达。 　　当日蓝天白云，天气晴好。 　　等到了场馆，是的，申城海波安排了标准体育场做主场。学生们发现，看台上竟然还有观众。 　　他们以前很多比赛都在笼式球场里踢的，虽然也是标准球场大小，但场地紧凑。和面向公众的标准体育场完全不能比。 　　体育场看台密布，零星观众很像洒在看台上的几颗芝麻。 　　林晚星站在申城海波的场边，竟第一次有种渺小感。 　　“好大啊的场馆。”林晚星感慨。 　　王法转头看来。 　　“你们以前的主场，比这个大吗？” 　　“比这个小，我们圣玛丽球场大概只有三万两千张座椅。” 　　“那申城海波这个主场呢？” 　　“这是五万人体育场。”王法说。 　　不知是否因为场馆太正式，学生们在热身时，竟显得有些紧张。 　　一是他们之前毕竟输过申城海波，有心理压力。二来对手看上去真的很专业，场边有专业团队，替补席都坐满穿黄马甲的替补队员，整个队伍看起来势在必得。 　　事实上，对于申城海波来说，他们完全没想到，自己这种职业梯队，竟要和高中生队伍打小组赛出线生死战。 　　不过虽是生死战，但出线形势对他们来说仍然相对有利。倒霉蛋禹洲银象最后一场要踢永川恒大，他们申城海波则是对上了宏景八中。要知道，上次对上宏景八中，他们可是5-0大比分获胜。 　　怎么说，都是高中校队更好对付。 　　所以对赢得比赛，他们有巨大信心！ 　　申城海波的信心，同样表现在赛场上。 　　天气晴好得过分，阳光落下，申城海波球员们的每块肌肉，都在阳光下熠熠生辉。 　　开赛前，双方球员握手。 　　对方肌肉虬结，秦敖的手被对面握得生疼。他不服气，狠狠地瞪了申城海波11号一眼。 　　双方球员握手后分散在场上，等待主裁判哨响开球。 　　吕立伟是申城海波青年队主教练，此刻，他正注视赛场。 　　他在这个圈子混，当然也听过对方隔壁教练大名。他倒没有看不起王法的意思。在他看来，教练水平再高，球员素质不行也没用。 　　而现在，吕立伟当然知道，对方更换阵容。中场摆了个陌生面孔，原中场兼队长被主教练摆到后卫线上。 　　他对王法这种换阵举措很不看好。 　　就好像…… 　　还没学会走路，就想着跑步。 　　裁判吹响开场哨音。 　　咚、咚、咚！ 　　看台上突然响起擂鼓声。 　　林晚星被吓了一大跳。 　　虽然看台观众几乎等于没有，但来的人却很明显身着申城海波主队球服，擂鼓队旗一样不缺，申城海波球迷的铁杆程度可见一斑。 　　有了主场球迷鼓劲，申城海波球员们更加严肃认真。 　　比赛一开始的时候，他们的表现和上场对阵看起来没有太大差别。 　　他们按照教练部署，稳扎稳打，很耐心地通过不断传递抓住机会射门。试图用大量进攻，来取得进球。 　　宏景八中则守在本方禁区内，直接“横起大巴”。无论申城海波如何有序进攻，都会像撞上堤坝的洪水，被阻挡下来。 　　经历过上场10人情况下防守永川恒大的艰难时刻，宏景八中在防守申城海波上显得游刃有余。宏景八中相互协作配合，该上就上，绝不犹豫，身后露出的空档，也会有队友马上填补。 　　对于防守一方来说，能做到这一点，非常不容易。 　　所以很快，申城海波就感受到宏景八中防守的顽固性。 　　该怎么形容呢，就是宏景八中的人根本不要命。 　　他们疯狂跑动、补位、逼抢，凶悍得像一百年没进过球或者只要被进一球就要全体被处决一样。 　　这种不要命似的拼抢，从一开始就震慑住申城海波习惯稳扎稳打的球员们，球员们拼命想抓住射门机会，显得很急躁。 　　申城海波主教练吕立伟当然看出这点。虽然防守凶悍，但宏景八中并未组织起任何有效进攻。 　　只有当比赛进行到第二十三分钟的时候，宏景八中有了一次反击的机会。 　　申城海波传中被补位的郑飞扬头球顶出来，而回撤的付新书在禁区弧顶一带拿球，他看到文成业在不远处跑动要求。 　　他立即抬脚将球传了过去。 　　文成业拿球转身，趁申城海波后防线还未形成合围，飞速将球踢了出去！ 　　足球如出鞘利剑，飞向了对方半场。 　　然而那里却没有他们“自己人”。 　　秦敖和陈江河在文成业开出长传球后，才开始狂奔。以至于前场空空荡荡的，出击的申城海波门将把球拿到，然后踢给了回防的队友。 　　如此轻易，宏景八中就结束了一轮进攻。 　　吕立伟重新坐回教练席，皱着眉头，示意己方球员专注一些。 　　不过和他设想的一样，宏景八中并无有效反击手段。 　　申城海波重新组织新一轮进攻。 　　林晚星刚刚激动地跳了起来，现下站在场边吹风。看台的两个球迷也被这波进攻吓了一大跳，重新开始擂鼓。 　　咚咚咚！ 　　咚咚咚！ 　　鼓声隆隆，显得整个球场更加宽广渺远。 　　林晚星很清楚，刚才的进攻失败，是因为后卫线上， 　　付新书传球慢了一步，迫使文成业必须要第一时间传球。而秦敖则因为想看文成业的动作，而没有第一时间启动。 　　总之，一步慢、步步慢。 　　虽然大家磨合训练了一段时间，可文成业毕竟是新任中场，彼此磨合配合总不那么流畅。 　　五分钟之后，宏景八中又迎来了一次机会。 　　几乎是同样的一次头球解围，这次是文成业主动回撤，接到被争顶出的球。然后他抬头看向了前场，秦敖已经冲了出去…… 　　文成业周围有三名申城海波防守人员逼抢，没有空间，只能将球塞给一旁的郑仁。 　　在对方逼抢下，郑仁护不住球，足球被挤出边线，球权再度回到申城海波脚下。 　　如果换做之前，文成业这次失败的传接球，一定会被指责为自己想拿球出风头。但这次，飞奔半场的秦敖只是在对方控球后再回撤，甚至还冲文成业拍了拍手，示意没关系，下次再传。 　　“这次是文成业传球的时候犹豫了？”林晚星问王法。 　　王法点了点头，不过他顿了下，继续地道，“不过这算是有利有弊的事。”他说。 　　“为什么？”林晚星一愣，“好的方面是啥？” 　　“因为他们在努力跟上彼此节奏。”王法说。 　　“那不好的呢？” 　　“太客气了。”王法看了她一眼，这么说道。 　　其实林晚星一开始，没懂王法所说的“客气”是什么意思。 　　但慢慢，随着比赛时间推进，她有些理解。 　　可能是因为大家吵架以后和好，都比较在乎对方，所以他们很在意彼此之间的位置和配合，总想先依对方意思行事。 　　可组织进攻本身就很精妙。拿球时机多一秒、少一秒，区别都非常的大。接球瞬间是直接接下，还是调整后立刻传球，都决定进攻顺利与否。 　　当然，因为学生们防守实力着实过硬，主要是一直被压着打，所以没那么多机会实践进攻战术。 　　她刚刚想到这里，一声哨响打断了她的思考。 　　智会在中场绞杀申城海波时，有一次明显的犯规，将对方11号进攻球员撞到在地。裁判判罚给申城海波一例位置绝佳的前场任意球，由被撞倒在地的11号选手主罚。 　　阳光变得火辣辣。 　　林晚星有些紧张地看向罚球点。 　　足球划过一道优美弧线，直接吊进禁区，引起门前一阵混乱。 　　郑仁两次解围都没能将球解围出去，申城海波的前锋乱军之中脚尖触球，眼看足球就要吊射进宏景八中大门时！ 　　门将冯锁果断出击。 　　他双拳一顶，“咚”地一声，将足球重重击打出去。 　　隔壁教练席齐刷刷站起了一大片人，原本都已经准备欢呼，此刻只能懊恼地抱着头。 　　场上球员们都凝滞了几秒，显然也受到惊吓。 　　从顶棚吹来一阵绵长的风，林晚星深吸一口气，背上冷汗直冒。刚才那会儿，她真有心跳到嗓子眼的感觉。 　　她很清楚，此番门前混乱，申城海波已经打出气势。一旦开始下轮进攻，他们必定会继续狂轰乱炸。 　　幸运的是，裁判很快吹响了上半场结束的哨声。 　　上半场比赛结束。 　　0-0，双方暂时战平。 　　林晚星松了口气。 　　申城海波更衣室。 　　吕立伟在更衣室中走来走去，步步生风：“太急了，你们踢得太急了！” 　　他批评自己的队员们：“很多机会，只要你们再耐心一点，细腻一点，完全可以抓住机会，就像最后一个！” 　　吕立伟直接点名批评前锋：“你完全可以用外脚背射门，那个角度很好。” 　　主教练发火，整个更衣室噤若寒蝉。替补球员更是大气不敢出。 　　“为什么这么着急，你们看不起对面，就想狂轰滥炸，多进几球，好来点个人表演是吗？”吕立伟犀利地指出队员们浮躁的心态问题，“你们要知道，我们就算打平，积分也比他们高中校队多2分，可以直接出线的。” 　　刚因教练训话而显得情绪低落的年轻球员们听到这话，情绪恢复不少。 　　确实，他们申城海波的目标是小组出线，就算打平，积分也比宏景八中高，没必要那么着急。 　　“下半场还是稳扎稳打，首先做好我们自己的防守工作。按我们的节奏来，不要心急。我们可以多打控制球，引诱他们攻出来，他们要是攻出来，那我们反击进球就容易得多了，你们要相信自己的实力！” 　　申城海波的教练打一巴掌给一颗甜枣，信心十足地对球员们说。 　　“有没有信心？”吕立伟冲球员们喊道。 　　“有！” 　　申城海波休息间气氛较为激烈昂扬。 　　宏景八中则相对很安静。 　　因为上半场艰难防守，大家消耗了很多体力，休息间大家都在忙着擦汗喝水，没人说话。 　　不过这也很不错了，毕竟他们宏景八中最近踢比赛，中场都在吵架。难得大家相安无事，令人感动。 　　让林晚星惊讶的是，王法中场休息时一般不爱说话。但这次他一反常态，在等球员们缓了口气之后，他直接从座位上站起来，拍了拍手，示意所有人看向他。 　　“上半场比赛，我很满意。”他说。 　　学生们都猛地抬起头，不可思议地看着王法！这好像是他们第一次听到王法在比赛中踢得很好？ 　　“真……真的吗？”秦敖不敢相信地问。 　　“为什么不是真的。”王法很确定地说。 　　他今天没有戴鸭舌帽，身形高而颀长，气质沉稳认真，令人觉得无比可靠。 　　“在上半场的防守中，我看到了你们经过上次地狱式比赛磨练出的顽强防守能力。在进攻中，我也看到了你们互相想磨合配合进攻的努力。”王法说。 　　学生们都呆若木鸡，他们以为王法只是夸夸他们，没想到教练还能说出这么一长串表扬词。 　　“但我们的进攻，没成功啊。”陈江河很实在地说。 　　“那我们就让它在下半场成功。”王法开始分析球员们上半场两次关键反击，“第一次反击，文成业第一时间传球，秦敖却没有按照自己习惯的方式前插，是不是想要看清楚文成业的传球意图，好配合他？”王法问秦敖。 　　秦敖默不作声，有点不好意思。 　　“第二次反击，秦敖前插，文成业却没有第一时间传球，是不是因为自己第一次传球失误了，所以想配合秦敖跑动才传球？”王法问文成业。 　　文成业也不说话。 　　气氛有些沉郁，毕竟也算被教练指出问题，谁都会不开心。 　　于是王法目光轻点。林晚星接收到要调节气氛的信号，笑着说道：“嘴上不说，你们彼此还是很在乎对方的呢。” 　　“靠，老师你不要血口喷人！”秦敖率先嚷了起来。 　　“不要恶心人。”文成业面无表情地说。 　　“我们下半场到底要怎么做？”付新书思考片刻后，认真问道。 　　“进攻。”王法说。 　　“进攻吗？”付新书很犹疑，“可是我们都没怎么练过进攻，防守反击练得多……” 　　“反击也是进攻的一种，把我们之前的传递的套路用起来，就是我们的进攻。你们在训练中已经尝试过很多次了。不知道将球交给谁的时候，就传给文成业，让他来组织进攻。”王法说。 　　“我……”文成业突然被再次点名委以重任，很难得地说，“我觉得我上半场做得不好。” 　　“文狗你变性了？” 　　“让你做你就做，怎么还扭扭捏捏的。” 　　男生们纷纷说道。 　　“不光是文成业，我希望大家的下半场，都踢得‘任性’一点。”王法说，“人的下意识反应，先于你思考。” 　　“但我们进攻练得有点少，真的要和对面拉开对攻吗？” 　　学生们全身心信赖王法，他们怀疑的是自己的能力。 　　王法：“我们一路都在比赛中成长，这次还是一样。我希望你们在下半场比赛中，全身心投入，感受我们在那么多次训练和比赛中究竟成长了多少，享受比赛的乐趣。” 　　心理学中，有个词叫“心流”。 　　讲的大概是，全身心投入某项工作时，会带来高度兴奋感和满足感。他们所展现出的专业水平和取得的成绩，也会高于平时的基准线。 　　许多运动员都体验过“心流”感，大概就是篮球场的手感火热，百发百中。 　　放到足球场上……林晚星不是很确定。 　　日渐推移，时间已到晌午。 　　蓝天白云，天气异常晴好。球场草坪保养得油光发亮。 　　两边球员重新站在球场上，随着裁判一声哨响，全场所有人，包括看台在内，都浑身一凛。 　　对申城海波球员们来说，这是他们的生死战，只要守住平局就能出线，形势一片大好。 　　而对宏景八中的球员们来说，他们本来还有心理包袱，但教练都说他们踢得不错，让他们放开手脚开干。 　　看台响起稀稀拉拉的球迷呐喊。 　　文成业触球后，目光冷峻，直视前方球门。他没有多想，直接将球开向前场，“砰”地一声重响在申城体育场回响，吹起宏景八中的进攻号角。 　　紧接着，宏景八中的球员们，与申城海波展开激烈绞杀，抢夺球权。每次抢下后不再倒脚分球，而是不断传向前场。 　　看到对手开球之后居然拉开对攻架势，申城海波的球员有点想笑。 　　你们什么水平，居然敢压上进攻？ 　　吕立伟一开始也被宏景八中前压的气势吓了一跳。他不由得看了眼隔壁教练席，但很快就平复心情。 　　像宏景八中这种高中校队，就算压上进攻，也是一时心气调动，他们可能几分钟里会突然变得难以对付。但只要抗过这一阵，等他们体力消耗得差不多，就好对付很多。 　　对这次晋级机会，申城海波上下包括俱乐部高层都是看重的，吕立伟前两天还被叫到青训经理办公室，领导向他传达了俱乐部主席的关注。 　　想到这里，吕立伟站起来，对场上喊了两声，让自己球员们先稳一下，避开对方锐气后，再做反击。 　　林晚星一直在偷听对面教练席的动静。 　　听到对面要稳一稳，她立刻看向王法。 　　王法也看了她一眼。 　　“我们的战术，目前看来骗过对面了？” 　　“怎么能说是骗？”王法笑了下。 　　林晚星很清楚，刚才那一阵，宏景八中其实非常危险。因为他们实际上缺乏磨合，虽然压上进攻，但是是靠凶悍的气势震慑对方，有不少破绽。 　　那时，如果申城海波在中前场不惜体力逼抢，一定能够打乱他们的阵脚，让他们本身就惴惴不安的进攻，变得更加的错漏百出。 　　在这场双方教练的心里博弈战中，申城海波还是太求稳了，给了他们这样以弱胜强的机会。 　　足球在宏景八中球员们脚下不断传递。 　　套路都是平时训练中，无数次练习过的那些。 　　两个边后卫顶了上来，在边路不断的接球，像王法所布置的那样，他们接球遇到阻拦，就传给文成业分球，让他们过渡后再发起进攻。 　　战术并不复杂，但在足球比赛中，能把套路打出来，就非常不容易了。 　　宏景八中多次在申城海波前场发起攻势，他们传接球频率很快，也不怕失败。 　　文成业组织传中，位置正好的智会接球后，甚至尝试了一脚远射，足球飞过球门，正好冲看台上几位申城海波球迷飞去，引起一阵嘲讽似的讥笑。 　　但智会本就寡言沉稳，并不受影响。他只是回头冲文成业示意，传球很好！文成业也点了点头回应。 　　按照教练的安排，申城海波的球员们阻拦几次宏景八中有些拙劣的进攻后，就觉得他们有很多机会可以抓取。 　　如果换了别的对手，其实申城海波说不定会继续防守，反正他们领先打平就能出线，守好就好。 　　可是面对宏景八中，他们已经守了一段时间，按照教练安排，对面应该体力消耗得差不多了。他们可以稍前压些，拉开空间，反击逼抢。 　　而王法赌的就是对方球员心性定力不够，由守转攻运转不流畅的这一时刻。 　　文成业再次接球，他并没有将球传给按照套路跑动的秦敖，而是直接交给拉出禁区的陈江河。 　　按照陈江河平时的传接球习惯，他本应该拉出禁区后就马上对着禁区内冲刺，因为这时队友会用高空球传给秦敖，由秦敖头球摆渡，他正好前插射门。 　　可文成业却将球传给了他！ 　　前期高强度进攻调动了文成业的注意力，他非常专注。顺利停球后，文成业观察到原本边路套边的林鹿向回跑了两步，而秦敖则也朝着禁区内跑了出来，准备接应他。 　　两人拉开了申城海波防守球员的阵型。 　　就在这个时候，文成业跑上前去。是很多次联系配合后的默契，是王法说的信任文成业，也是他那瞬间下意识认为最正确的选择。 　　在三条传球线路中，陈江河再次将球传给了文成业。 　　原本已经在禁区前沿形成包夹的两名申城海波球员同时一愣。因为他们刚才前压，造成后方空虚，文成业正好精准插入他们刚露出的一个空档里！ 　　申城海波球员们的反应也很快，边路的球员立即开始朝着禁区外跑动，禁区内的后卫也顶了出来，准备封锁文成业的射门路线。 　　文成业抬脚将球横传到了边路。 　　回撤的林鹿拿到球。 　　陈江河已朝着禁区内在跑动，而对方后卫还在补防刚才的漏洞。 　　后防线被拉扯出一个豁口。 　　好机会！ 　　林鹿来不及思考，抬脚就将球传进了禁区！ 　　林鹿传中，陈江河前插，对方后卫拉开身位，这三件事几乎是同时发生的。靠的就是比思考更快的下意识反应，超乎寻常的默契的配合。 　　在那一瞬，禁区内的陈江河身边无人防守。 　　他立刻抓住这个机会。停球后，足球落在他脚背上。下一刻，他直面门将，起脚射门！ 　　劲风如刀，刮过对方门将脸侧，申城海波门将脸上的震悚神情无数倍放大。 　　足球重重撞入球网，激起白色网袋飞扬。 　　球，进了。 　　场内静极了，甚至是静到了极点。 　　球……就这么进了？ 　　裁判的哨音回荡在球场上空，看台上那几位铁杆球迷们都懵了。可足球却清晰地躺在他们申城海波的球门线内，一动不动。 　　林晚星这才反应过来，她从教练席上跳起来，双手拽着王法的胳膊跳来跳去：“进了进了！” 　　球场上，球员们都抱作一团。 　　所有人都去猛拍陈江河的板寸，进球的小陈同学还一脸痴呆，不相信这球就这么进了？ 　　学生们的庆祝活动结束得很快，甚至林晚星的手还搭在王法胳膊上，球员们已经彼此松开， 　　文成业和秦敖同时冲进球门…… 　　秦敖抢先捞起皮球，然后就往回跑！ 　　“再进一个！”他高声喊着。 　　还处于懵逼状态下的申城海波球员们纷纷惊醒。 　　你他妈进一个还不够？还要再进一个是什么意思？ 　　这句话彻底激怒了场上申城海波的球员，他们每个人眼里都冒着火，并且也真的急了，如果在接下来的20多分钟时间内，他们无法扳平比分，那他们将无法闯入淘汰赛。 　　这对他们申城海波青年队这种职业梯队的所有球员来说，无疑是灭顶之灾。 　　包括申城海波主教练在内，整个球队都紧绷起来。 　　“进攻，压上去，怕什么！”吕立伟冲着场内喊了起来。 　　刚才那个进球让他知道了，如果让对方长期控球进攻，那么他们的防守总会出现漏洞。 　　防守是被动的，主动权应该掌握在自己手里。距离比赛结束还有二十多分钟，没有现在还保守的道理。 　　再次开球后，申城海波通过一次前场抢断，对宏景八中的后防线发起了猛烈冲击！ 　　和宏景八中没有那么娴熟，靠气势逼抢和灵光一现组织的进攻比起来。申城海波更冷静，因此进攻节奏也稍慢。他们不会盲目远射，而是找到好机会再射门。 　　但宏景八中的球员们，最擅长打的就是阵地战。 　　他们开始密集防守，心无杂念。每个人都极度认真专注，虽然身体已经很累了，衣服湿透。但那段时间，他们好像感觉不到疲惫，完全沉浸在这方绿茵场内。 　　他们的想法很纯粹，表现得也很纯粹。他们不断抵御申城海波的进攻，并不完全满足于一球领先的比分，阵型也并未完全收拢，一有机会就准备发动反击。 　　比起单纯突破防线，宏景八中这种近乎于对攻的无畏架势，让申城海波球员们感到太无理了。 　　领先了你们为什么不防守？ 　　为什么还要攻出来？ 　　宏景八中踢得越沉稳，申城海波就会越急躁。球场上的情绪相互之间会有巨大影响。 　　一定要进球，不然就输了！ 　　只要进一球就重新打平，出线的还是他们！ 　　这些情绪萦绕在申城海波球员们的脑海中。 　　在这样的情况下，他们的进攻变得杂乱无章起来。他们不知不觉将整体阵型前压，试图给宏景八中对手更多的压力。 　　比赛进行到第77分钟时，申城海波发动了一次非常有威胁的进攻！ 　　申城海波18号边路强行突破传中。 　　郑飞扬补位不够及时，只来得及勉强将球蹭了一下，足球随即飞向了后点，快速前插的申城海波前锋无人防守，他即刻起脚射门！ 　　球场内外在那瞬间都像被冰冻住一般。 　　然而下一秒，足球却重重打在了门柱上，弹回禁区！ 　　没等林晚星背上的冷汗冒出来，原本在禁区前沿的文成业开始向反方向移动。 　　禁区内，祁亮抢在对方前锋补射前，倒地一个飞铲，将球铲出了禁区！ 　　滚出禁区的足球被付新书抢到，对方中场直接前来逼抢，付新书没时间看文成业的位置，他只是按照习惯中的文成业可能跑动路线，直接将球向前场踢了出去！ 　　已经向前跑动的文成业接球…… 　　而在中圈线一带，秦敖已经加速开始冲刺，堪堪要接近中圈线的最后一名后卫…… 　　文成业抬脚，“咚”地一声重响，他将球远远地踢了出去！ 　　文成业的长传能力不过尔尔，可是在这个瞬间，他只需要将球踢到对方半场内就行了。 　　足球呼啸着飞向天空，然后呼啸着飞向申城海波的半场。秦敖拼尽全身力气奔跑，加速再加速，冲进了申城海波的半场。 　　在接近三十米区域的地方，秦敖接到了文成业的长传，且并不越位。 　　申城海波的门将率先出击，可转瞬他又汗毛倒立。 　　因为他还没走出一半距离，秦敖就已然拿到了球，这时他处于一个非常尴尬的位置。 　　秦敖迅速带球接近了他，对方前锋脸上的那道疤在他视网膜上无限放大。 　　宏景八中这位身材高大的前锋，用一个射门的假动作将他晃倒在地，顺势趟过，抬脚将球踢进了空门。 　　2：0！ 　　申城海波的球员们，都呆若木鸡，久久无法动弹。 　　而这次，宏景八中的球员们开始了疯狂的庆祝，其他人从四面八方冲秦敖跑了过去，将他围在中间！不同人的手狂拍秦敖狗头，秦敖笑得龇牙咧嘴，像朵花一样。 　　过了好一会，秦敖才从热情队友中间挣脱出来。他一转头，看到文成业站在他后面擦汗。 　　秦敖愣了下，举起手，冲他竖起了拇指。 　　文成业擦汗的动作停顿下来，他看着秦敖比出的手势，终于也笑了起来。 　　对于申城海波来说，第二个丢球，已经宣告了他们的死刑。虽然他们在最后几分钟时间内，对着宏景八中的球门发起疯狂进攻，急于扳平比分。 　　可越是急躁，胸口的那座大山就越沉重。 　　这样仓促的进攻，在状态和士气已经到达巅峰的宏景八中球员面前，完全不够看。 　　在几次看似气势十足却毫无威胁的进攻之后，主裁判吹响了全场比赛结束的哨声！ 　　球场上，宏景八中的球员们冲向教练席。 　　林晚星和王法被男生们团团围住。 　　绿意盎然的草地、刺目的阳光、浓重的汗味，还有喧嚣的风。胸膛内充盈的快乐无可比拟。胜利后地喜悦，仿佛能填满整座球场。 　　一切的一切都那么不可思议。 　　人群中，林晚星恍然间看到王法。 　　青年的神情依然是轻松镇定的，林晚星忍不住冲王法比了个口型：“不要装逼了！” 　　王法眉眼弯折，冲她灿烂地笑了起来。 　　春风拂面，意气飞扬。
Chapter 109 Victory B2B midfielder, the full name is box-to-box midfielder.　　Box refers to the penalty area, which means an all-round midfielder who can cover the opponent's penalty area from his own side.　　The B2B midfielder is full of offense and defense, and the defensive run is huge, and can appear anywhere on the pitch. In terms of status, he is responsible for organizing the offense and defense, and is the core of the team.　　This is Wang Fa's on-field positioning for Wen Chengye.　　When the students heard that English word, their mouths were already wide open. And when they heard that Wang Fa gave Wen Chengye the permission on the field, they were so shocked that they couldn't speak.　　The students' first reaction was, of course, "why is he"!　　Even Wen Chengye himself was flattered, and he didn't expect that he would be put in such an important position by the coach.　　Looking at the students' reactions, Lin Wanxing couldn't help but sigh, deeply feeling that Pharaoh Wang was cunning and calculating.　　Let Xiaowen first offer to play in the midfield, and then put him in a high position and take on heavy responsibilities. The original Wen Chengye was a free soul who was outside the back line, and now Wen Chengye is burdened with a heavy burden, and he has to do any work from front to back.　　"I ...... I don't know what to do in a B2B midfielder, I haven't played it. "Wen Chengye is very honest, and under the sudden pressure, everyone will retreat a little.　　"Most of the time, you're free, running where you want to go." Wang Fa said seemingly casually.　　Instead of letting ten people cooperate with Wen Chengye, it is better to let him cooperate with the other ten people on the court.　　This is the core idea of the transposition of the royal law.　　After the formation of the whole team was changed, from right to left: Defenders: Lin Lufu Xinshu, Zheng Feiyang, Qi Liang, Yu Ming Midfielder: Zhihui Zheng Ren, Wen Chengye Forward: Qin Ao, Chen Jianghe In addition to Wen Chengye and Fu Xinshu's two positions, Wang Fa also asked Zheng Feiyang to play more of the role of a scavenger, helping the two defenders who rushed to the front to check and fill in the gaps.　　Before the change, of course, other students could not accept "Wengou" as the core to dispatch them and control the offensive and defensive rhythm of the whole team.　　But the fight was fought, the mutual dissatisfaction was vented, and the most difficult defensive battle was played. Wen Chengye bowed his head first, and it was not easy for everyone to get together again. So there was a consensus that after changing positions, they had to play their last game well.　　Implemented on the training ground, it is Wen Chengye who rushed everywhere to fight fires. He has him in offensive scheduling, he has him in defensive fill-ups, and he is still in the corner kick battle in front of the goal.　　At the beginning, the students who were slightly dissatisfied with Wen Chengye's "core" positioning had no opinion when they saw that Wen Shao was tired like a dead dog, and the jersey could be wrung out of water at the end of simple training.　　It is not only the coach's expectations that add weight to Wen Chengye.　　There are also the results of Yuzhou Silver Elephant and Shencheng Haibo.　　Unexpectedly, the two teams drew 1-1 again!　　The fifth round of the group stage is as follows: Shencheng Haibo 1:1 Yuzhou Yinxiang Yongchuan Evergrande 2:0 Hongjing No. 8 Middle School Points Yongchuan Evergrande 15 Shencheng Haibo 5 Yuzhou Yinxiang 5 Hongjing No. 8 Middle School 3 That is to say, as long as they beat Shencheng Haibo in the next round of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School and take all 3 points, the group points will be 6 points.　　Because the big demon king Yongchuan Evergrande is too strong, it is difficult for Yuzhou Silver Elephant to win. Then they will be able to score a total of 6 points and beat the last two 5-point teams to qualify!　　And Yongchuan Evergrande won the game...... 　　I can't say that there is a lot of hope, I can only say "If Qin Jichu's forced cub can't win, Lao Tzu will go to Yongchuan to beat the girl!" Qin Ao said.　　I thought that the last game was for everyone's last game, but now this last game has the possibility of going further, and everyone is holding back their energy!　　As the schedule progressed, the match day between Hongjing No. 8 Middle School and Shencheng Haibo soon arrived. They will travel to Shanghai City to face their final opponent in the group stage.　　"I bought a high-speed rail ticket." 　　The day before departure, Lin Wanxing said this when announcing the gathering and departure.　　The boys were quite surprised, after all, Shencheng is only 20 minutes away from their Hongjing high-speed rail, and it is more convenient to look at the bus point-to-point.　　"Haven't you noticed that Wen Chengye is motion sickness?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　Wen Chengye sat in the corner and suddenly looked up. Then the other boys looked at him, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.　　Only then did the students realize that Wen Chengye's stinky face before every competition didn't seem to be simply throwing them face.　　Obviously, the match against Shencheng Haibo is an important game to determine whether they can qualify, and there are many reveries before the game, but when it really comes to that day, it seems to have become a natural thing again.　　The home stadium of Shencheng Haibo is very large, just next to Shencheng North High-speed Railway Station, a 10-minute walk.　　The sky was blue and white clouds, and the weather was fine.　　When I arrived at the venue, yes, Shencheng Haibo arranged a standard stadium as the home stadium. The students discovered that there were still spectators in the stands.　　Many of their previous games were played in a cage court, which was the size of a standard court, but the field was compact. And the standard stadium for the public is completely incomparable.　　The stadium stands are dense, and the scattered spectators are much like a few sesame seeds sprinkled in the stands.　　Lin Wanxing stood on the sidelines of Shencheng Haibo, and for the first time, she felt a sense of insignificance.　　"What a big venue." Lin Wanxing sighed.　　Wang Fa turned his head to look.　　"Was your previous home stadium bigger than this?" 　　"It's smaller than that, and we only have about 32,000 seats at St. Mary's Stadium." 　　"What about Shencheng Haibo's home field?" 　　"It's a 50,000-person stadium." Wang Fa said.　　I don't know if it's because the venue is too formal, and the students seem a little nervous when they warm up.　　One is that they have lost to Shencheng Haibo before and have psychological pressure. Second, the opponent looks really professional, there is a professional team on the sidelines, and the bench is full of substitutes wearing yellow vests, and the whole team looks like it is inevitable.　　In fact, for Shencheng Haibo, they didn't expect that a professional echelon like themselves would have to fight a life-and-death battle with a team of high school students to qualify for the group stage.　　However, although it is a battle of life and death, the qualifying situation is still relatively favorable for them. The unlucky Yuzhou Silver Elephant is going to play Yongchuan Evergrande in the last game, and their Shencheng Haibo is against Hongjing No. 8 Middle School. You know, the last time they faced Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, they won 5-0.　　Anyway, it's the high school varsity team that is better to deal with.　　So they have a lot of confidence in winning the game!　　Shencheng Haibo's confidence is also manifested in the field.　　The weather was too good, the sun was falling, and every muscle of the Shencheng Haibo players was shining in the sun.　　Before the start of the game, players from both sides shake hands.　　The other party's muscles were knotted, and Qin Ao's hand was held painfully by the other side. Unconvinced, he glared at Shencheng Haibo No. 11 fiercely.　　After shaking hands, players from both sides dispersed on the field and waited for the referee's whistle to kick off.　　Lu Liwei is the head coach of the Shencheng Haibo youth team, and at this moment, he is watching the field.　　He is mixed in this circle, and of course he has heard the name of the coach next door to the other party. He didn't mean to look down on Wang Fa. In his opinion, no matter how high the level of coaching is, it is useless if the quality of the players is not good.　　And now, of course, Lu Liwei knows that the other party has changed the lineup. The midfielder put on an unfamiliar face, and the former midfielder and captain was put on the back line by the manager.　　He was not optimistic about Wang Fa's change of formation.　　It's like...... 　　Before I learned to walk, I thought about running.　　The referee blows the opening whistle.　　Knock, knock, knock!　　Suddenly there was a beating of drums in the stands.　　Lin Wanxing was taken aback.　　Although there are almost no spectators in the stands, the people who come are obviously wearing the jerseys of the Shencheng Haibo home team, and there is no shortage of drums and flags, which shows the ironwork of Shencheng Haibo fans.　　With the cheering of the home fans, the Shencheng Haibo players are more serious.　　At the start of the game, they didn't look much different from their last match.　　They followed the coach's arrangement, played steadily, and patiently took the opportunity to shoot through continuous passing. Trying to use a lot of attacks to get a goal.　　Hongjing No. 8 Middle School stayed in its own forbidden area and directly "crossed the bus". No matter how orderly the Shencheng Haibo attacked, it would be blocked like a flood hitting a dike.　　After experiencing the difficult moment of defending Yongchuan Evergrande with 10 players on the field, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School seemed to be at ease in defending Shencheng Haibo. Hongjing No. 8 Middle School cooperates with each other, and never hesitates, and there will be teammates who will immediately fill the gaps exposed behind them.　　It's not easy for the defending side to do that.　　So soon, Shencheng Haibo felt the stubbornness of Hongjing No. 8's defense.　　How to describe it, that is, the people in Hongjing No. 8 are not fatal at all.　　They ran wildly, covered positions, pressed, and were as fierce as if they hadn't scored in a hundred years, or if they had scored a single goal, they would all be executed.　　This kind of desperate scramble shocked the players who were used to playing steadily from the very beginning, and the players desperately wanted to seize the opportunity to shoot, and they seemed very impatient.　　Shencheng Haibo head coach Lu Liwei certainly sees this. Although the defense was fierce, Hongjing No. 8 did not organize any effective attack.　　Only in the twenty-third minute of the game did Hongjing No. 8 have a chance to counterattack.　　Shen Cheng Haibo's cross was headed out by Zheng Feiyang, who was in the position, and Fu Xinshu, who retreated, took the ball at the top of the arc of the penalty area, and he saw Wen Chengye running not far away.　　He immediately lifted his foot and passed the ball.　　Wen Chengye took the ball and turned around, and while the Shencheng Haibo back line had not yet formed a circle, he quickly kicked the ball out!　　The football flew like a sword out of the sheath and flew into the opponent's half.　　But there were no "people of their own" there.　　Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe started to run wild after Wen Chengye made a long pass. So much so that the front court was empty, and the attacking Shencheng Haibo goalkeeper got the ball and kicked it to his teammates who returned to the defense.　　So easily, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School ended a round of attack.　　Lu Liwei sat back in the coach's seat, frowned, and signaled his players to focus more.　　However, as he envisioned, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School did not have an effective means of counterattack.　　Shencheng Haibo reorganized a new round of attacks.　　Lin Wanxing just jumped up excitedly, and now stands on the sidelines to blow the wind. The two fans in the stands were also taken aback by the attack and started beating the drums again.　　Knock knock!　　Knock knock!　　The drums rumbled, making the whole stadium wider and more distant.　　Lin Wanxing knew very well that the failure of the attack just now was because Fu Xinshu was a step slower to pass the ball on the back line, forcing Wen Chengye to pass the ball as soon as possible. And Qin Ao didn't start it as soon as he wanted to see Wen Chengye's actions.　　In short, one step is slow, one step is slow.　　Although everyone has been running in and training for a while, Wen Chengye is a new midfielder after all, and the run-in and cooperation with each other is not always so smooth.　　Five minutes later, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School ushered in another opportunity.　　It was almost the same header clearance, this time it was Wen Chengye who took the initiative to retreat and received the ball that was contested. Then he looked up at the front court, Qin Ao had already rushed out...... 　　There were three Shencheng Haibo defenders around Wen Chengye who were pressing, and there was no space, so they could only stuff the ball to Zheng Ren on the side.　　Under the pressure of the opponent, Zheng Ren couldn't protect the ball, the football was squeezed out of the sideline, and the ball returned to the feet of Shencheng Haibo again.　　If Wen Chengye failed to pass and receive the ball this time, he would definitely be accused of wanting to show off with the ball. But this time, Qin Ao, who was rushing to the halfcourt, just retreated after the opponent controlled the ball, and even clapped his hands at Wen Chengye, signaling that it didn't matter, and he would pass it next time.　　"This time Wen Chengye hesitated when he passed the ball?" Lin Wanxing asked Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa nodded, but he paused and continued, "But this is a matter of pros and cons. He said.　　"Why?" Lin Wanxing was stunned, "What's the good side?" "Because they're trying to keep up with each other." Wang Fa said.　　"What about the bad ones?" 　　"That's so polite." Wang Fa glanced at her and said.　　In fact, Lin Wanxing didn't understand what Wang Fa meant by "politeness" at the beginning.　　But slowly, as the game progressed, she had some understanding.　　It may be because everyone reconciles after a quarrel and cares more about each other, so they care a lot about each other's position and cooperation, and always want to act according to each other's intentions first.　　But organizing an attack is inherently subtle. One second more or one second less to get the ball makes a big difference. Whether you receive the ball directly at the moment of receiving it or pass the ball immediately after adjustment determines whether the offense is smooth or not.　　Of course, because the students' defensive strength is really strong, mainly because they are pressed and beaten all the time, they don't have so many opportunities to practice offensive tactics.　　She had just thought of this when a whistle interrupted her thoughts.　　When Zhihui strangled Shen Cheng Haibo in the midfield, there was a clear foul that knocked the opponent's No. 11 offensive player to the ground. The referee awarded Shen Cheng Haibo a free-kick in a good position in front, which was taken by the No. 11 player who was knocked to the ground.　　The sun is getting hot.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the penalty spot a little nervously.　　The ball crossed a graceful arc and hoisted directly into the penalty area, causing a wave of chaos in front of goal.　　Zheng Ren failed to clear the ball twice, and Shencheng Haibo's forwards touched the ball on their toes in the chaos, and when they saw that the football was about to be hoisted into the gate of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School!　　Goalkeeper Feng Suo made a decisive attack.　　He punched his fists and slammed the ball out with a "bang".　　A large number of people stood up in the coach's seat next door, who were already ready to cheer, but could only hold their heads in chagrin at the moment.　　The players on the field froze for a few seconds, clearly frightened.　　A long gust of wind blew from the roof, Lin Wanxing took a deep breath, and cold sweat broke out on her back. At that moment, she really felt like her heart was beating to her throat.　　She knew very well that this time there was chaos in front of the door, and Shencheng Haibo had already played a momentum. Once they start the next round of attacks, they will definitely continue to bomb wildly.　　Luckily, the referee soon blew the whistle for the end of the first half.　　The first half of the game is over.　　0-0, the two sides are temporarily drawn.　　Lin Wanxing breathed a sigh of relief.　　Shencheng Haibo locker room.　　Lu Liwei walked around the locker room, step by step: "It's too urgent, you guys are too anxious!" He criticized his players: "There are many opportunities, as long as you are a little more patient and delicate, you can seize the opportunities, just like the last one!" Lu Liwei directly criticized the striker by name: "You can shoot with the outside instep, that angle is good." The manager was furious and the whole dressing room was silent. The substitute players were even more arrogant and did not dare to come out.　　"Why are you in such a hurry, you look down on the other side, and you want to bomb indiscriminately, score a few more goals, so that you can have some personal performances, right?" Lu Liwei sharply pointed out the impetuous mentality of the players, "You must know that even if we draw, we will have 2 points more points than their high school team, and we can qualify directly." The young players, who had just been depressed by the coach's reprimand, were relieved a lot when they heard this.　　Indeed, their goal of Shencheng Haibo is to qualify from the group, even if it is a draw, the points are higher than Hongjing No. 8, there is no need to be so anxious.　　"In the second half, we played steadily, first of all, we did our own defensive work. Come at our pace, don't rush. We can play more control and lure them to attack, and if they attack, then it will be much easier for us to counter-attack and score, you have to believe in your own strength! Shencheng Haibo's coach slapped a sweet date and said confidently to the players.　　"Do you have faith?" Lu Liwei shouted at the players.　　"Yes!" 　　The atmosphere in the rest room of Shencheng Haibo was more intense and high-spirited.　　Hongjing No. 8 Middle School is relatively quiet.　　Because of the difficult defense in the first half, everyone consumed a lot of physical strength, and everyone was busy wiping sweat and drinking water during the break, and no one spoke.　　But it's also very good, after all, they have been playing games recently, and the midfield is arguing. It's rare for everyone to be safe and sound, which is touching.　　What surprised Lin Wanxing was that Wang Fa generally didn't like to talk during intermission. But this time he was unusual, and after waiting for the players to breathe a sigh of relief, he got up straight from his seat, clapped his hands, and motioned for everyone to look at him.　　'In the first half, I was satisfied. He said.　　The students all raised their heads sharply and looked at Wang Fa in disbelief! It seems like the first time they've heard Wang Fa play well in a match?　　"Really...... Are you sure? Qin Ao asked in disbelief.　　"Why not really." Wang Fa said with certainty.　　He didn't wear a peaked cap today, he was tall and long, and his temperament was calm and serious, which made people feel extremely reliable.　　"In the first half, I saw the tenacity of the defensive qualities that you honed through the last hellish game.In the offense, I also saw your efforts to try to run in with each other and cooperate with the offense. Wang Fa said.　　The students were stunned, they thought that Wang Fa was just praising them, but they didn't expect the coach to say such a long list of praises.　　"But our attack didn't work." Chen Jianghe said very truthfully.　　"Then we'll let it work in the second half." Wang Fa began to analyze the two key counterattacks of the players in the first half, "The first counterattack, Wen Chengye passed the ball at the first time, but Qin Ao did not step forward in the way he was used to, did he want to see Wen Chengye's passing intentions clearly, so as to cooperate with him?" Wang Fa asked Qin Ao.　　Qin Ao was silent, a little embarrassed.　　"The second counterattack, Qin Ao stepped forward, but Wen Chengye didn't pass the ball at the first time, is it because he made a mistake in the first pass, so he wanted to pass the ball with Qin Ao's run?" Wang Fa asked Wen Chengye.　　Wen Chengye didn't speak either.　　The atmosphere is a little gloomy, after all, even if the coach points out the problem, everyone will be unhappy.　　So Wang Fa's gaze tapped. Lin Wanxing received the signal to adjust the atmosphere, and said with a smile: "Don't talk about it, you still care about each other very much." "Damn, teacher, don't spew blood!" Qin Ao was the first to shout.　　"Don't be disgusting." Wen Chengye said expressionlessly.　　'What the hell are we going to do in the second half?' Fu Xinshu thought for a moment and asked seriously.　　"Attack." Wang Fa said.　　"Attack?" Fu Xinshu was very hesitant, "But we haven't practiced offense much, and we have practiced defensive counterattacks a lot......" 　　"Counter-attacking is also a kind of attack, using our previous passing routine, it is our attack. You've tried it many times in training. When I don't know who to give the ball to, I pass it to Wen Chengye and let him organize the attack. Wang Fa said.　　"I ......" Wen Chengye was suddenly named again and entrusted with a heavy responsibility, and said rarely, "I don't think I did well in the first half." "Wengou, are you transgender?" 　　"If you want to do it, you can do it, why are you still twisting and pinching." 　　The boys said.　　"It's not just Wen Chengye, I hope everyone will play a little 'willful' in the second half." Wang Fa said, "People's knee-jerk reaction precedes your thinking. "But we're a little bit less trained offensively, do we really have to open up with the opposite side?" 　　The students put their trust in the royal law, and they doubted their own abilities.　　Wang Fa: "We've grown all the way in the game, and this time it's the same. I want you to put your heart and soul into the second half of the game, to see how much we've grown in so many training sessions and competitions, and to have fun. In psychology, there is a word called "flow."　　The idea is that when you dedicate yourself to a certain task, you will feel a high sense of excitement and satisfaction. The level of professionalism and achievements they have shown will also be higher than the usual benchmark.　　Many athletes have experienced the feeling of "flow", which is probably the feeling of the hot hand on the basketball court.　　Put it on the football field...... Lin Wanxing wasn't very sure.　　As the days went by, it was noon.　　Blue sky and white clouds, the weather is unusually fine. The turf is well-maintained.　　The players on both sides stood back on the pitch, and as the referee's whistle blew, everyone in the field, including the stands, was stunned.　　For the Shencheng Haibo players, this is their life-and-death battle, as long as they hold on to the draw, they can qualify, and the situation is very good.　　For the players in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, they still had psychological baggage, but the coach said that they played well and let them go and do it.　　The stands resounded with the shouts of the fans.　　After Wen Chengye touched the ball, his eyes were cold, and he looked straight at the goal in front of him. He didn't think much about it, and drove the ball directly to the front court, and a "bang" resounded in Shencheng Stadium, blowing the offensive horn of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School.　　Immediately afterwards, the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School fought fiercely with Shencheng Haibo to grab the ball. After each grab, he no longer reverses the ball with his feet, but keeps passing to the front court.　　Seeing that the opponent actually opened the offensive posture after kicking off, the players of Shencheng Haibo wanted to laugh a little.　　What level do you have, and you dare to press the attack?　　Lu Liwei was also taken aback by the momentum of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School at first. He couldn't help but glance at the coach's bench next door, but quickly calmed down.　　A high school team like Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, even if they press the attack, it is a momentary move, and they may suddenly become difficult to deal with in a few minutes. But as long as they resist this for a while, when their physical strength is almost exhausted, it will be easier to deal with a lot.　　For this promotion opportunity, Shencheng Haibo and the top management of the club are very important, Lu Liwei was called to the youth manager's office two days ago, and the leader conveyed to him the attention of the club chairman.　　Thinking of this, Lu Liwei stood up and shouted twice on the field, asking his players to stabilize first, avoid the opponent's sharpness, and then counterattack.　　Lin Wanxing has been eavesdropping on the movement of the opposite coach's seat.　　Hearing that the other side should be steady, she immediately looked at Wang Fa.　　Wang Fa also glanced at her.　　"Our tactics seem to have deceived the other side so far?" 　　"How can you say it's a lie?" Wang Fa smiled.　　Lin Wanxing knew very well that at that moment just now, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School was actually very dangerous. Because they actually lack running-in, although they press the attack, they rely on their fierce momentum to deter the other party, and there are many flaws.　　At that time, if Shen Cheng Haibo did not hesitate to press physically in the midfield, he would definitely be able to disrupt their position, making their own uneasy attack even more full of mistakes.　　In this psychological game between the coaches of the two sides, Shencheng Haibo still sought stability too much, giving them such a chance to defeat the strong with the weak.　　The football is constantly passed at the feet of the players in Hongjing 8.　　The routines are the ones that have been practiced countless times in the usual training.　　The two fullbacks came up and kept receiving the ball on the side, like Wang Fa arranged, when they received the ball and encountered blockage, they passed to Wen Chengye to divide the ball, allowing them to transition and then attack.　　Tactics are not complicated, but in football, it is not easy to play routines.　　Hongjing No. 8 Middle School has launched an offensive in the front court of Shencheng Haibo many times, and they pass and receive the ball very quickly, and they are not afraid of failure.　　Wen Chengye organized a cross, and after Zhihui, who was in the right position, received the ball, he even tried a long shot, and the football flew over the goal, just flying towards several Shencheng Haibo fans in the stands, causing a burst of mockery.　　But the wisdom will be quiet and calm, and it will not be affected. He just turned around and signaled to Wen Chengye, the pass was good! Wen Chengye also nodded in response.　　According to the coach's arrangement, Shencheng Haibo's players felt that they had a lot of opportunities to grab after blocking a few clumsy attacks from Hongjing Bazhong.　　If they change to another opponent, in fact, Shencheng Haibo may continue to defend, anyway, they can qualify if they lead and draw, just keep it well.　　But in the face of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, they have been guarding for a while, and according to the coach's arrangement, the opposite side should be almost physically exhausted. They can press a little forward, open up space, and counter-attack.　　And Wang Fa's bet is that the opposing player's mental concentration is not enough, and the transition from defense to offense is not smooth at this moment.　　Wen Chengye received the ball again, he did not pass the ball to Qin Ao, who ran according to the routine, but directly handed it to Chen Jianghe, who pulled out of the penalty area.　　According to Chen Jianghe's usual habit of passing and receiving the ball, he should have sprinted into the penalty area immediately after pulling out of the penalty area, because at this time, his teammates would pass the ball to Qin Ao with a high-altitude ball, and Qin Ao's header would ferry, and he just stepped forward to shoot.　　But Wen Chengye passed the ball to him!　　The high-intensity attack in the early stage mobilized Wen Chengye's attention, and he was very focused. After successfully stopping the ball, Wen Chengye observed that Lin Lu, who was originally on the side, ran back two steps, while Qin Ao also ran out of the penalty area, ready to meet him.　　The two opened up the formation of Shencheng Haibo defenders.　　At this time, Wen Chengye ran forward. It is the tacit understanding after many contacts and cooperation, it is Wang Fa's trust in Wen Chengye, and it is also the most correct choice that he subconsciously thinks at that moment.　　In the three passing lines, Chen Jianghe passed the ball to Wen Chengye again.　　The two Shencheng Haibo players who had already formed a bag at the front of the penalty area were stunned at the same time. Because they pressed forward just now, causing the rear to be empty, Wen Chengye was precisely inserted into the gap they had just exposed!　　The players of Shencheng Haibo also reacted quickly, and the players on the wing immediately began to run towards the outside of the penalty area, and the defenders in the penalty area also pushed out, ready to block Wen Chengye's shooting route.　　Wen Chengye raised his foot and crossed the ball to the side.　　The retreating Lin Lu gets the ball.　　Chen Jianghe was already running towards the penalty area, while the opposing defenders were still making up for the loopholes just now.　　The backline was pulled into a gap.　　Golden opportunity!　　Lin Lu didn't have time to think, he raised his foot and passed the ball into the penalty area!　　Lin Lu crossed, Chen Jianghe stepped forward, and the opposing defender pulled away, these three things happened almost at the same time. It relies on knee-jerk reactions that are faster than thinking, and extraordinary tacit cooperation.　　At that moment, Chen Jianghe in the penalty area was unguarded.　　He immediately seized the opportunity. After stopping the ball, the ball landed on the instep of his foot. The next moment, he faced the goalkeeper and shot with his feet!　　The strong wind was like a knife, blowing across the side of the opponent's goalkeeper's face, and the shocking look on the face of the Shencheng Haibo goalkeeper was magnified countless times.　　The soccer ball slammed into the net, sending the white mesh bag flying.　　The ball went in.　　The venue was extremely quiet, even extremely quiet.　　Ball...... Just got in?　　The referee's whistle echoed over the pitch, and the die-hard fans in the stands were stunned. But the football was clearly lying in the goal line of their Shencheng Haibo, motionless.　　Lin Wanxing reacted at this time, she jumped up from the coach's seat, and jumped around with both hands holding Wang Fa's arm: "It's in!" On the pitch, the players were huddled.　　Everyone went to slap Chen Jianghe's board inch, and Xiao Chen, who scored the goal, still looked demented, and didn't believe that the goal was scored like this?　　The students' celebration ended quickly, and even Lin Wanxing's hand was still on Wang Fa's arm, and the players had already let go of each other, Wen Chengye and Qin Ao rushed into the goal at the same time...... 　　Qin Ao grabbed the ball first, and then ran back!　　"One more!" He shouted.　　The Shencheng Haibo players, who were still in a state of confusion, woke up one after another.　　Isn't it enough for you to get into one? What does it mean to have another one?　　This sentence completely angered the players on the field, each of them had fire in their eyes, and they were really anxious, if they couldn't equalize in the next 20 minutes or so, then they would not be able to break into the knockout round.　　This is undoubtedly a catastrophe for all players in the professional echelon like their Shencheng Haibo Youth Team.　　Including the head coach of Shencheng Haibo, the whole team tensed.　　"Attack, press up, what are you afraid of!" Lu Liwei shouted at the venue.　　That goal just let him know that if you let the opponent keep possession for a long time, then there will always be holes in their defence.　　The defense is passive, and the initiative should be in your own hands. There are still more than 20 minutes before the end of the game, and there is no reason to be conservative now.　　After kicking off again, Shencheng Haibo launched a fierce attack on the back line of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School through a frontcourt steal!　　Compared with Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, which is not so skillful, relying on momentum to force and attack organized in a flash of inspiration. Shen Cheng Haibo is more calm, so the pace of the attack is also slightly slower. They don't shoot blindly from distance, they find good opportunities to shoot again.　　But the players in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School are best at playing positional warfare.　　They began to defend intensively, without distractions. Everyone was extremely serious and focused, although their bodies were already very tired and their clothes were soaked. But during that time, they didn't seem to feel tired, and they were completely immersed in the green field.　　Their ideas are pure, and they behave purely. They constantly resisted the attacks of Shencheng Haibo, and were not completely satisfied with a one-goal lead, and the formation was not completely closed, ready to launch a counterattack at every opportunity.　　Compared with simply breaking through the defensive line, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School's fearless posture that is close to attacking makes the Shencheng Haibo players feel too unreasonable.　　Why don't you defend when you're ahead?　　Why do you have to attack it?　　The more calm the Hongjing No. 8 Middle School kicks, the more impatient Shencheng Haibo will be. Emotions on the pitch can have a huge impact on each other.　　You have to score a goal or you'll lose!　　As long as you score one goal, you will be re-drawn, and they will still qualify!　　These emotions lingered in the minds of the Shencheng Haibo players.　　In such a situation, their offense became disorganized. They unconsciously pressed the whole formation forward, trying to put more pressure on the opponent in Hongjing No. 8.　　In the 77th minute of the game, Shencheng Haibo launched a very threatening attack!　　Shencheng Haibo forced a breakthrough cross on the 18th side.　　Zheng Feiyang was not timely enough to fill the position, only had time to barely rub the ball, and the football immediately flew to the back point, and the forward Shencheng Haibo who quickly stepped forward was unguarded, and he immediately shot with his feet!　　The inside and outside of the stadium felt like it was frozen in that moment.　　However, in the next second, the football hit the post hard and bounced back into the penalty area!　　Without waiting for the cold sweat on Lin Wanxing's back to come out, Wen Chengye, who was originally at the front of the forbidden area, began to move in the opposite direction.　　In the penalty area, Qi Liang grabbed before the opponent's striker made a supplementary shot, fell to the ground with a flying tackle, and shoveled the ball out of the penalty area!　　The football that got out of the penalty area was grabbed by Fu Xinshu, and the opponent's midfielder came directly to force it, Fu Xinshu didn't have time to see Wen Chengye's position, he just kicked the ball out of the front court according to the customary Wen Chengye possible running route!　　Wen Chengye, who was already running forward, received the ball...... 　　In the area of the center circle, Qin Ao has accelerated and started to sprint, and he can be close to the last defender of the center circle...... 　　Wen Chengye raised his foot, and with a loud "bang", he kicked the ball far away!　　Wen Chengye's long passing ability is not as good as Erer, but at this moment, he only needs to kick the ball into the opponent's half.　　The football whistled into the sky, then whistled towards the half of the Shencheng Haibo. Qin Ao ran with all his strength, accelerated and accelerated, and rushed into the half of Shencheng Haibo.　　In an area close to thirty meters, Qin Ao received a long pass from Wen Chengye, and he was not offside.　　Shencheng Haibo's goalkeeper took the lead, but in an instant he stood upside down.　　Because he hadn't walked half the distance, Qin Ao had already gotten the ball, and he was in a very awkward position at this time.　　Qin Ao quickly approached him with the ball, and the scar on the opponent's striker's face was infinitely magnified on his retina.　　The tall striker shook him to the ground with a shot feint, stepped past him, and raised his foot to kick the ball into the empty net.　　2：0！　　The players of Shencheng Haibo were stunned and couldn't move for a long time.　　And this time, the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School started a crazy celebration, and others ran towards Qin Ao from all directions, surrounding him in the middle! Different people's hands slapped Qin Ao's dog head wildly, and Qin Ao grinned like a flower.　　After a while, Qin Ao broke free from his enthusiastic teammates. He turned his head and saw Wen Chengye standing behind him wiping his sweat.　　Qin Ao was stunned, raised his hand, and gave him a thumbs up.　　Wen Chengye's action of wiping his sweat paused, he looked at Qin Ao's gesture, and finally laughed.　　For Shen Cheng Haibo, the second goal conceded has already pronounced their death sentence. Although in the last few minutes, they launched a frantic attack on the goal of Hongjing Bazhong, eager to equalize.　　But the more impatient he was, the heavier the mountain on his chest became.　　Such a hasty attack is completely inadequate in front of the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, whose state and morale have reached their peak.　　After a couple of seemingly imposing but unthreatening attacks, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the match!　　On the field, the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School rushed to the coach's seat.　　Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa were surrounded by boys.　　Green meadows, harsh sunshine, heavy smell of sweat, and noisy wind. The joy in the chest is incomparable. The joy of victory seems to fill the whole stadium.　　Everything is incredible.　　In the crowd, Lin Wanxing suddenly saw Wang Fa.　　The young man's expression was still relaxed and calm, and Lin Wanxing couldn't help but lip sync at Wang Fa: "Don't pretend to be forced!" Wang Fa's eyebrows were crooked, and he smiled brightly at her.　　The spring breeze is blowing, and the spirit is flying.

第110章 “露营” 　　没有什么庆祝活动， 是一顿火锅解决不了的。 　　如果有，就再加一顿烧烤。 　　当然，如果要庆祝的事儿足够分量， 那合二为一！ 　　林晚星坐在天台上。 　　春日就算到了夜晚， 也有万物复苏之感。清风拂面，她左边靠水池和屋子的位置冒着火锅汤的热气，右边小菜园那块，则是烧烤的领地。 　　学生们忙得不亦乐乎。 　　所谓合二为一的喜事，当然不仅是指他们战胜了申城海波，永川恒大也同样战胜了禹州银象。虽然后者在学生们看来是理所当然之事。 　　但不管怎样， 他们宏景八中确实在青超联赛小组赛的最后阶段，力压两支职业联赛梯队，以总分6分、小组第二的成绩， 出线了。 　　很多事都是这样。做之前觉得遥不可及， 做的时候分外艰难， 但走到这一步再回过头看，好像也不过如此。 　　虽然男生们自己也承认， 他们的“不过如此”有装逼的成分。 　　但做到了，就是做到了。 　　学生们都吵着闹着要庆祝。 　　林晚星提了比如大家一起去看电影，或者出去打桌球、露营一类有新意的活动。 　　大家一致认为露营不错，可到了选择具体地点和制定活动流程的时候， 他们话又多了起来。 　　一会儿是地方太远，要带的东西太多，一会是费用太贵那边不好玩，总之攻略做了半天。 　　林晚星直接做甩手掌柜。 　　然后她被学生们通知， 露营时间定在周三晚上。 　　而地点……说是等她到了就知道。 　　于是林晚星下班推开天台门， 就看到了这幕“左火锅右烧烤”的热闹景象。 　　天是春日特有的晴好傍晚， 虽然没有红霞，但夕阳清透柔软。 　　一开始的时候，除了两处“饭点”外，林晚星没有察觉到天台上有什么特别之处。 　　但很快，学生们拉着她，非要让她感受他们精心营造的露营氛围。 　　然后，林晚星就看到了火堆。 　　是的，男生们在她的天台上点了个篝火堆，熊熊烈火下，依稀能看到火焰中木材被码放成堆的样子。 　　虽然正是傍晚时，此情此景颇有美感，但林晚星还是一把揪起秦敖的耳朵：“兔崽子你在楼顶烧柴火是不是找死！” 　　“你别急啊，我们铺了防火材料了！” 　　“我们试过了，着不了！” 　　秦敖嗷嗷叫着。林晚星观察了一会儿，见问题可能不大，这才松开手。 　　“那，万一突然刮大风怎么办。”她又说。 　　“我们还准备了灭火器！”男生们又指着旁边放着的灭火器说。 　　林晚星刚要开口，他们又说：“还学习了怎么用，做了安全演练！” 　　这下，轮到林晚星彻底说不出话了。 　　柴火发出噼里啪啦的轻微声响。 　　环视四周，天台上还有一顶瞩目的帐篷，王法正坐在帐篷里饮茶。帐篷外是一张符合户外气质的小折叠桌。为更好地营造气氛，桌上摆着一盏煤油灯。 　　天色暗了一些，林晚星被学生们按着坐进帐篷里，体验露营的感觉。 　　晚风和煦，王法喝茶的杯子还是金属质地。 　　林晚星接过王法递来的另一支茶杯，里面是热乎乎的大麦茶，于是问：“杯子也是露营专用的？” 　　“金属质地比较轻便、耐摔，还可以放火上加热，是露营首选。”王法很专业地解释。 　　“刚学到的知识？”林晚星问。 　　王法看着帐篷外忙碌的学生们，点了下头。 　　天色又暗了一些，靛青色天幕上的红霞褪成浅粉色。 　　林晚星抿了口茶。 　　学生们又忙碌了一会儿，随着夜幕一起降临的，还有一串彩灯。 　　样子是很多露营照片常见的满天星灯，细线拉成的一串。估计他们应该也是看到很多露营照片里有，所以才决定要整点。 　　串灯星星点点，拱卫着天台围墙，而墙上那条褪色的横幅已经换上了新字。 　　“热烈庆祝宏景八中校园足球队战胜[申城海波]！！！” 　　最后四个字的队名显然被替换过，有很明显的补丁痕迹。在细微灯光烘托下，有种土味美感。 　　左右两块的饭桌升起质地不同的烟雾，火锅汤水雾轻软，烧烤则烟重火大。 　　天彻底暗下来，背景色更黑。天台灯光下，学生们忙碌的身影则更清晰。 　　林晚星低头饮了一口铁杯里的大麦茶，有些感慨。 　　好像不知道从什么时候开始，学生们已经不需要她指指点点。他们能顺利打理很好生活，就连消防演练也能周全地想到。生活虽然土味，但也有审美情趣。 　　“觉得孩子们都长大了？” 　　王法的声音从耳旁响起。 　　林晚星蓦地向身边看去。 　　青年的脸庞隐没在帐篷的阴影里，但因为帐篷外光线射入，他的额发和眼睛都亮晶晶的，更显得鼻梁挺直，轮廓清俊。 　　这句话听上去好像他们都已经很老的样子。 　　林晚星还是有些感慨。帐篷外，学生们吵吵闹闹的声音很清晰。她静静地看着王法，然后笑着说道：“是有一点啊。” 　　林晚星往后挪了挪，和王法肩并肩坐在帐篷里。 　　帐篷外食物已经准备得差不多了。烧烤刚烤出一盆，就被一抢而空，一群嗷嗷待哺的饿狼又冲去火锅摊，忙得不行。付新书同学还算有良心，好歹说了句“给老师教练留点”。 　　不过很快秦敖就说：“你少说两句，管你啥事啊，快比灯都亮了你！” 　　付新书直接“哦哦哦”，然后被拖走。 　　林晚星假装没听到他们在说什么，她看向王法，对方正用一种略带笑意的眼神。 　　好像她被抓了个正着。 　　举起手里的大麦茶，林晚星握着铁杯的把手，和王法的杯子碰了碰：“教练呢，也是这么觉得的吗？” 　　好像也是在这样的傍晚，那日的红霞几乎烧透了天空，王法决定离开球场。然后那天晚上，他们聊了很多。 　　那些不解的、失望的、烦闷的，湿重压抑在心头的故事。不知在这些天来，有没有被排遣。 　　“我嘛？”王法忽然安静下来，“应该说，每个人对足球的乐趣不太一样。” 　　“什么意思？”林晚星问。 　　“有些人喜欢身体力行赢球，有些人喜欢看球，还有些人喜欢指指点点。” 　　“那你呢？” 　　“我大概是喜欢指指点点的类型。”王法说话时倒是很轻松悠闲，端着杯子，一条腿蜷着，另一条腿长长地搁在帐篷边缘，“我的乐趣应该不在于纯粹地赢球，或者培养球员把他们卖钱。而在于培养球员、组织队伍。” 　　“养成游戏！” 　　王法转头看她，乐不可支，也用铁杯和她碰了碰：“我以前一直觉得，已经完成过的事业，再做就没有挑战，但其实也不完全是这样，有意思的事情，是一直有意思的。” 　　“‘我们’宏景八中足球队，也让你觉得有意思吗？” 　　王法喝了一口大麦茶：“一开始只是完成小林老师的‘任务’。然后是想看看，这虽然是支普通高中校队，但球员们一起踢了很久，加入科学体能训练和系统的战术配合后，不知会变成什么样。” 　　“然后呢？” 　　“然后就是，果然还是以前更衣室的那些故事，输球以后吵架，找不到方向，赢不了球。” 　　“那你有咩有一段时间觉得失望，就好像还在走老路。”林晚星举着杯子，伸到王法嘴边，当做话筒，采访他。 　　下一刻，林晚星手里一沉，王法握着杯底，就着她递出的杯子喝了一口。 　　林晚星：“！！！” 　　女生眼睛瞪得圆圆得，鬓发上有个松软的发夹，她脸颊很快红了，目光却亮晶晶的。虽然帐篷里也看不太清晰，但因为逗她的次数不少，所以王法很清楚林晚星接下来的每一步反应。 　　果然，林晚星就手足无措了一会儿。然后低头盯着杯子那圈外延，像要确认什么。 　　“不要见外。” 　　林晚星：“？？？” 　　“没碰到你喝过的地方。” 　　这时，女生的反应更有趣了，她想了半天，直接拿着杯子转身，跑到帐篷外假装倒水。 　　女生慌乱的背影在那片忙碌夜色中，格外单薄。 　　他那时候有认真想过回答足球黑白相间，它有32个面。他曾对足球感到很失望，是因为他爬到一个注定会看到足球黑暗面的位置。不止是足球的问题，也是他自己在日复一日中，忘记了最开始让他喜欢上足球的那一面，究竟是什么样的？ 　　如果他那么回答，林晚星大概率会问“那你现在找到自己喜欢的那一面了吗”？ 　　天台，夜风，星月，飘扬而起的烧烤烟火。 　　前后这段对话，王法想过很多遍，力求完美。 　　但林晚星没有给他继续说下去的机会。 　　他那时觉得，林晚星可能是夜里的花。 　　需要斗转星移，需要阳光、雨露还有很多很多时间。 　　但很多时候，机会稍纵即逝，而时间则最最宝贵。
Chapter 110: "Camping" There is no celebration, it is a hot pot that can't be solved.　　If there is, add another barbecue.　　Of course, if there's enough to celebrate, it's all in one!　　Lin Wanxing sat on the rooftop.　　Even at night, there is a sense of revival of all things. The breeze was blowing, and the hot pot soup was steaming from the pool and the house on her left, and the small vegetable garden on her right was the barbecue territory.　　The students were busy.　　The so-called happy event of combining the two into one, of course, not only refers to their victory over Shencheng Haibo, but also Yongchuan Evergrande's victory over Yuzhou Yinxiang. Although the latter is taken for granted by students.　　But in any case, they did beat the two professional league echelons in the final stage of the group stage of the Youth Super League, and qualified with a total score of 6 points, second in the group.　　That's a lot of things. Before I did it, I thought it was out of reach, and when I did it, it was very difficult, but when I got to this point and looked back, it seemed that it was nothing more than that.　　Although the boys themselves admit that their "just so" is an element of pretense.　　But if it is done, it is done.　　The students were clamoring to celebrate.　　Lin Wanxing mentioned new activities such as going to the movies together, or going out to play billiards and camping.　　Everyone agreed that camping was good, but when it came time to choose a specific location and develop a schedule for the activity, they talked a lot.　　For a while, the place is too far away, there are too many things to bring, and the cost is too expensive, and it is not fun there, in short, the strategy has been done for a long time.　　Lin Wanxing directly did the shopkeeper.　　Then she was told by the students that the camping time was set for Wednesday night.　　And the location ...... said that he would find out when she arrived.　　So Lin Wanxing pushed open the rooftop door after work, and saw the lively scene of "left hot pot and right barbecue".　　It was a sunny evening peculiar to spring, and although there was no red glow, the sunset was clear and soft.　　At the beginning, except for two "meals", Lin Wanxing didn't notice anything special on the rooftop.　　But soon, the students pulled her to make her feel the camping atmosphere they had carefully created.　　Then, Lin Wanxing saw the fire.　　Yes, the boys lit a bonfire on her rooftop, and under the blazing fire, you could vaguely see the wood stacked in the flames.　　Although it was evening, this scene was quite beautiful, but Lin Wanxing still picked up Qin Ao's ears: "Rabbit cub, are you looking for death by burning firewood on the roof!" "Don't worry, we've laid fireproof materials!" 　　"We've tried, but we can't!" 　　Qin Ao screamed. Lin Wanxing observed for a while, and saw that the problem might not be big, so she let go of her hand.　　"Well, what if there is a sudden strong wind." She added.　　"We've got a fire extinguisher!" The boys pointed to the fire extinguisher next to them.　　Lin Wanxing was just about to speak, but they said again: "I also learned how to use it and did a safety drill!" At this time, it was Lin Wanxing's turn to be completely speechless.　　There was a slight crackling sound from the firewood.　　Looking around, there is also an eye-catching tent on the rooftop, where Wang Fa is sitting and drinking tea. Outside the tent is a small folding table that fits the outdoor temperament. To better set the mood, a kerosene lamp is placed on the table.　　It was darker, and Lin Wanxing was pressed by the students to sit in the tent and experience the feeling of camping.　　The evening breeze is warm, and the cup in which Wang Fa drinks tea is still metallic.　　Lin Wanxing took another teacup handed by Wang Fa, which was hot barley tea, so she asked, "The cup is also for camping?" "The metal texture is relatively lightweight, fall-resistant, and can be heated on fire, so it is the first choice for camping." Wang Fa explained very professionally.　　"What you just learned?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　Wang Fa looked at the busy students outside the tent and nodded.　　It was darker again, and the red glow on the indigo-blue canopy had faded to a pale pink.　　Lin Wanxing took a sip of tea.　　The students were busy for a while, and along with the nightfall, there was a string of colored lights.　　It looks like a starry sky full of lights that are common in many camping photos, and a string of thin lines is drawn. I guess they should have seen a lot of camping photos, so they decided to make the hour.　　Strings of lights guarded the rooftop wall, and the faded banner on the wall had been replaced with new lettering.　　"Warmly celebrate the victory of the campus football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School over [Shencheng Haibo] !!" 　　The last four words of the team name have obviously been replaced, and there are obvious patch marks. Under the subtle lighting, there is a kind of earthy beauty.　　Smoke of different textures rises from the two dining tables on the left and right, the hot pot soup mist is soft, and the barbecue is heavy and smoky.　　It was completely dark, and the background was darker. Under the rooftop lights, the busy figures of the students are clearer.　　Lin Wanxing lowered her head and took a sip of barley tea in the iron cup, feeling a little emotional.　　It seems that I don't know when it started, and the students no longer need her to point fingers. They can take care of their lives smoothly, and even fire drills can be thought of thoughtfully. Although life is earthy, it also has aesthetic taste.　　"Think the kids are all grown up?" 　　Wang Fa's voice sounded in his ears.　　Lin Wanxing looked to the side suddenly.　　The young man's face was hidden in the shadow of the tent, but because of the light from outside the tent, his forehead and eyes were shining, and the bridge of his nose was even more straight, and his silhouette was handsome.　　It sounds like they're all very old.　　Lin Wanxing still felt a little emotional. Outside the tent, the noise of the students was clear.She looked at Wang Fa quietly, and then said with a smile: "It's a little bit." Lin Wanxing moved back and sat side by side with Wang Fa in the tent.　　The food outside the tent was almost ready. As soon as the barbecue was baked, it was snatched up, and a group of hungry wolves rushed to the hot pot stall again, too busy. Fu Xinshu's classmates still have a conscience, so he finally said "leave some for the teacher and coach".　　But soon Qin Ao said: "If you don't say a word, what do you do, it's faster than the lights are on you!" Fu Xinshu directly "oh oh oh" and was dragged away.　　Lin Wanxing pretended not to hear what they were saying, she looked at Wang Fa, and the other party was using a slightly smiling look.　　It was as if she had been caught.　　Raising the barley tea in his hand, Lin Wanxing held the handle of the iron cup and touched it with Wang Fa's cup: "What about the coach, do you think so too?" It seemed that it was also in the evening like this, and the red glow of that day almost burned through the sky, and Wang Fa decided to leave the court. Then that night, they talked a lot.　　Those incomprehensible, disappointed, boring, wet and heavy suppressed stories in my heart. I don't know if I have been expelled in these days.　　"Me?" Wang Fa suddenly quieted down, "It should be said that everyone's fun for football is different. "What do you mean?" Lin Wanxing asked.　　"Some people like to win, some people like to watch, and some people like to point fingers." 　　"What about you?" 　　"I'm probably the type who likes to point fingers." Wang Fa spoke in a relaxed and leisurely manner, holding a cup, one leg curled up, the other resting on the edge of the tent, "My pleasure should not be to purely win, or train players to sell them for money." It's about developing players and organizing teams. "Grow the game!" 　　Wang Fa turned his head to look at her, he was overjoyed, and he also touched her with an iron cup: "I have always felt that there is no challenge to do the business that has been completed, but in fact, it is not entirely like this, interesting things have always been interesting." "'We' Hongjing No. 8 Middle School football team, do you also find it interesting?" 　　Wang Fa took a sip of barley tea: "At first, I just completed Mr. Kobayashi's 'task'. Then I want to see, although this is an ordinary high school team, but the players have played together for a long time, and after adding scientific physical training and systematic tactical cooperation, I don't know what it will become. "And then?" 　　"And then, sure enough, it's still the same stories in the dressing room before, after losing, quarreling, can't find direction, can't win." 　　"Then there was a time when you felt disappointed, as if you were still following the old path." Lin Wanxing held a cup and stretched it out to Wang Fa's mouth, using it as a microphone to interview him.　　The next moment, Lin Wanxing's hand sank, Wang Fa held the bottom of the cup, and took a sip of the cup she handed out.　　Lin Wanxing: "!! The girl's eyes were round, there was a fluffy hairpin on her sideburns, and her cheeks quickly turned red, but her eyes were shining. Although it was not clear in the tent, because she was teased a lot, Wang Fa knew Lin Wanxing's next reaction very well.　　Sure enough, Lin Wanxing was at a loss for a while. Then he looked down at the circle of the cup, as if to confirm something.　　"Don't look outside." 　　Lin Wanxing: "??? "Didn't touch where you drank." 　　At this time, the girl's reaction was even more interesting, she thought about it for a long time, turned around directly with the cup, ran outside the tent and pretended to pour water.　　The girl's flustered back was particularly thin in that busy night.　　At that time, he had seriously thought about answering the black and white of football, which had 32 sides. He had been disappointed in football because he had climbed to a position where he was destined to see the dark side of football. It's not just a matter of football, it's also about him day after day, forgetting what it was like to love football in the first place.　　If he answers like that, Lin Wanxing will most likely ask, "Then have you found the side you like now?"　　The rooftop, the night breeze, the stars and the moon, and the barbecue fireworks fluttering.　　In this dialogue before and after, Wang Fa thought about it many times and strived for perfection.　　But Lin Wanxing didn't give him a chance to continue.　　At that time, he felt that Lin Wanxing might be a flower in the night.　　It takes a lot of time to change the stars, sunshine, rain and dew.　　But many times, opportunities are fleeting, and time is the most precious.

第111章 自己 　　高三生日程忙碌， 教室黑板上月计划写得密密麻麻。 　　小组赛出线后，学生们迅速迎来各种模拟考试。 　　考试周，大家总会比平时显得更忙碌。 　　一直在梧桐路17号的学生们， 隔三差五就要回到学校， 接受“三天一小考，五天一大考”的洗礼。 　　大家的生活重心，一下子从梧桐路17号，腾挪回高中校园。 　　重回学校生活、参加大量考试，学生们还有点不适应。比如他们要调整训练时间，也没办法午睡。每到中午食堂用完午餐， 大家都喜欢挤到体育器材室。 　　为此，林晚星失去了她难得的悠闲时间。 　　她半靠在小躺椅上，听嘴上油都没擦干净的学生们， 吐槽上午语文作文题多无聊。 　　“四格漫画也就算了， 还是动物！” 　　“就几只蹦蹦跳跳的猴儿， 画得也还不咋地。” 　　“看不出来啥意思，让我们根据漫画， 写一篇文章。” 　　“那你们写了吗？”林晚星边靠在躺椅上磕小核桃，边和刚吃饱喝足的男生们闲聊。 　　“写肯定是写了。” 　　“但也不太确定出题人的意图，不知道写得切题不。” 　　“一模而已，随便写写。”林晚星把核桃肉挑出来， 扔进嘴巴里。 　　“什么叫随便写写！好歹是一模！” 　　“作为老师，你不该说点有建设性意义的话！” 　　“对啊，或者说点什么‘抓好基础分，不要被难题影响心态’这种话， 还有点建设性作用。” 　　“对！” 　　随着球场上越来越齐心合力， 男生们在争论中的语言配合， 也更加默契。 　　林晚星经常被他们吵得头疼，只能开始敷衍大法。 　　“多说点，我录个音，下次讲给你们听。” 　　男生们一个个都被气到。 　　林晚星环视一圈，忽然发现器材室里少了个人：“文成业呢？” 　　“他爹中午来找他了。”秦敖说。 　　像是在映照什么事情，林晚星办公桌上很少响起的座机电话，忽然响了起来。 　　学生们下意识噤声。 　　林晚星接起电话，那边是温和的女声。 　　“我吗，现在？” 　　“对，刘校长请您现在来一趟办公室，办公楼301室。” 　　电话就此挂断。 　　林晚星放下座机听筒，学生们都露出紧张神情。 　　“散了散了，我要出去一下，你们去准备下午考试去吧。”林晚星思考片刻，把人赶出器材室。 　　林晚星还记得，她第一次来宏景八中面试，也是在办公楼。那栋楼不高，总共才三层，走到楼下时，林晚星正好看到文成业走出办公楼。 　　他的父亲走在前面，那是林晚星第一次见文成业的爸爸。 　　父子二人一前一后，在阶梯上方站定。 　　林晚星微仰头看去。 　　文成业父亲穿了套条纹西装，戴着块劳力士金表，看上去像是很会自我打理的矜贵资本家。他居高临下看了她一眼，甚至都懒得打招呼。 　　文成业转头和他爸爸说了什么话，文父先行下台阶，一个人走了。 　　文成业随后走下来，在她面前站定。 　　林晚星看着眼前的少年，他今日穿了校服，手里拿着份文件袋。有些狭长的眼睛在阳光下瞳仁略浅，除了他头发剪短，皮肤因为这些日子训练而变成深一些的小麦色外，还是她第一次见时的那副少爷模样。 　　文成业几乎没有和她讲过家里的事情，林晚星只是听说过有”离婚大战“。有钱人家的私事，她也很难帮助解决。所以沉思片刻后，她选了个最平和的开场白：“今天考得怎么样？” 　　“你放心，今天我都是自己写的卷子。” 　　林晚星笑了，小文同学是有点直接。所以她也决定直接一些：“那今天你爸爸来学校干什么？” 　　“他想让我出国，来学校监督我弄点资料。” 　　林晚星怔了下，她从没听文成业说过这些：“你要出国吗？” 　　“就先拖着。”文成业轻描淡写地说，“你不用担心，我们谈过了，我会把高中读完，把比赛踢完，看看高考以后怎么说。” 　　林晚星点了点头，片刻后，她目光落在文成业的手中透明文件袋上：“那你呢，你比较倾向于怎么样？” 　　“出国对我诱惑力挺大的，主要再怎么样，去外面读个书，离俱乐部近点，哪怕找个很小的俱乐部，都比我在国内好吧？” 　　文成业应该很理性考虑过这些问题，也有大致方向，可林晚星却沉默下来。 　　“你去申请国外院校，用的是这个成绩吗？”林晚星指了指他手中，还能看到里面的成绩单。他靠抄袭得来的成绩单。 　　文成业忽然愣住了。 　　他缓缓低头，看着自己胸前的文件夹，一开始有些不知所措。但很快，他收拾起情绪，认真注视着她，想从她的表情里读取一些东西。 　　孩子总是这样。 　　他们差不多从刚出生后，就慢慢学会识别成年人的表情，以此理解他们的情绪，这就是他们社会化的开始。 　　林晚星也保持平和，让文成业观察她。 　　其实她和文成业彼此都心知肚明，无论球队现在看起来怎么样，他们还是有些没解决的问题被搁置着。 　　“我不知道你的答案是哪里来的……” 　　林晚星刚开口，文成业就打断了她。 　　“金子阳给我的。”少年嘴里吐出这个名字。 　　想到最近学校里近来的传闻，以及金子阳一直以来若即若离的试探态度，林晚星忽然就明白过来：“金……金子阳？” 　　“是啊，你不知道吗，金子阳能听我话给我答案，是因为他是我妈的‘小男友’，我用这个威胁他。” 　　信息量太大，林晚星如遭雷击，更无法消化。大概是她目光也显露出情绪，文成业很直接地说：“别担心，我妈妈出轨，我爸爸也乱搞。他们是很恶心，我也很恶心，我从来就不是什么好东西。”文成业甩了甩手上的文件夹，意思明确。 　　太阳躲进云层，教学楼前刮起一阵凉风。 　　林晚星很温和地看着她的学生，男生确实晒黑不少，人也显得精神。 　　随着时间推移，人在表面上看起来总在不断发生变化。但文成业脸上的冷傲和执拗，好像与第一次见时，并没有那么大的区别。 　　足球或许会让他快乐，也能令他下定决心追寻梦想，但并不能完全改变他。 　　林晚星双手插袋，几乎有些悲观。 　　文成业调头就走，似乎想追上他爸爸的背影。 　　“你厌恶你的爸爸妈妈。”林晚星说。 　　“是啊，那又怎么样？”文成业几乎在第一时间就停下来脚步，回头。 　　“虽然表现得很无所谓，但你也厌恶这样的自己。”林晚星说。 　　文成业很无语，但也显得很畏惧。他从来不准备和她在相关问题上进入任何深入交流，可他还是忍不住说：“我就是这样的人，我爸妈那样，而我这样，我们都很烂。” 　　“人确实很难改。”没有再和文成业说什么，林晚星转身走上台阶。身后没响起脚步声，文成业还站在原地。 　　她走到台阶顶端，最后还是回过头。 　　学生落在楼宇的侧影中，他脸上茫然困惑而不解的情绪反而格外清晰。 　　林晚星想了下，还是对他说：“虽然我也有很多问题，但我始终觉得，不管怎样，你的父母、家庭、你所经历的那些这些东西，都永远没办法决定你会变成什么样的人。” 　　“那你想说什么能决定？” 　　“或许是，你理想中的那个自己。” 　　校长办公室在顶层，背后全无遮挡。 　　门敞开着，林晚星曲起指关节，敲了敲门板。 　　透过办公室的窗，能看到远处的天空。 　　春日天气晴好，远处蓝天高远，白云胜雪。 　　文成业必然是困惑的。 　　就算他有勇气踏上那辆前往永川的大巴，也不代表他能披荆斩棘，直面人生难题，做出真正的选择。 　　毕竟很少有人能清楚知道，怎么做才是对的。 　　而林晚星也一直不清楚，像文成业这样的孩子，是否会被真正改变。学习、教育、甚至是宽容和爱，这一切的一切，是否能真实地改变一个人。 　　还是说，人从头到尾，都不过是长成他基因中注定地、他会变成的那个样子。 　　办公桌前，校长抬起头。 　　“校长，您找我？”林晚星鞠了个躬。
Chapter 111 I myself The junior in high school has a busy schedule, and the blackboard in the classroom is densely written with plans for the previous month.　　After qualifying for the group stage, the students quickly faced various mock exams.　　During exam week, everyone is always busier than usual.　　The students who have been at No. 17 Wutong Road have to go back to school every three or five days to receive the baptism of "one small test in three days and one big test in five days".　　The focus of everyone's life suddenly shifted from No. 17 Wutong Road back to the high school campus.　　Returning to school life and taking a lot of exams, the students are still a little uncomfortable. For example, they have to adjust their training time, and they can't take a nap. At noon, after lunch in the cafeteria, everyone likes to squeeze into the sports equipment room.　　For this reason, Lin Wanxing lost her rare leisure time.　　She half-leaned back on the small recliner and listened to the students who had not wiped the oil off their mouths, complaining about how boring the Chinese composition questions were in the morning.　　"Forget about the four-panel comic, it's still an animal!" 　　"Just a few bouncing monkeys, and they don't draw well." 　　"I don't see what it means, so let's write an article based on the comics." 　　"Did you write that?" Lin Wanxing leaned on the recliner and knocked on the small walnuts, chatting with the boys who had just eaten and drunk.　　"Writing must have been written." 　　"But I'm not sure about the intention of the questioner, and I don't know if it's written to the point." 　　"It's just a thing, just write it." Lin Wanxing picked out the walnut meat and threw it into her mouth.　　"What does it mean to write casually! It's exactly the same! "As a teacher, you shouldn't say something constructive!" 　　"That's right, or something like 'grasp the basic scores, don't be affected by the problem', it's also a bit constructive." 　　"Yes!" 　　As the court became more and more united, the boys' language in arguments became more tacit.　　Lin Wanxing was often annoyed by them, so she could only start perfunctory.　　"Say more, I'll record a sound, and I'll tell you about it next time." 　　The boys were all.　　Lin Wanxing looked around, and suddenly found that there was no one missing in the equipment room: "What about Wen Chengye?" "His father came to him at noon." Qin Ao said.　　As if reflecting something, the landline phone on Lin Wanxing's desk, which rarely rang, suddenly rang.　　The students subconsciously silenced.　　Lin Wanxing picked up the phone, and there was a gentle female voice over there.　　"Me, now?" 　　"Yes, President Liu, please come to the office now, Room 301 of the office building." 　　The phone hung up.　　Lin Wanxing put down the landline earpiece, and the students all showed nervous expressions.　　"I'm going to go out for a while, you guys go and prepare for the afternoon exam." Lin Wanxing thought for a moment and drove the person out of the equipment room.　　Lin Wanxing still remembers that the first time she came to Hongjing No. 8 Middle School for an interview, it was also in the office building. The building was not high, only three floors in total, and when he walked downstairs, Lin Wanxing happened to see Wen Chengye walking out of the office building.　　His father walked in front, and that was Lin Wanxing's father who met Wen Chengye for the first time.　　Father and son stood one after the other, standing above the stairs.　　Lin Wanxing looked up slightly.　　Wen Chengye's father wore a striped suit and a gold Rolex watch, and looked like a noble capitalist who was very good at self-care. He looked at her condescendingly, not even bothering to say hello.　　Wen Chengye turned his head and said something to his father, and Father Wen went down the steps first and left alone.　　Wen Chengye then walked down and stood still in front of her.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the teenager in front of him, he was wearing a school uniform today and holding a document bag in his hand. Some of the narrow eyes were slightly lighter in the sun, except for his hair cut short and his skin darker wheat because of these days of training, he still looked like a young master when she first saw him.　　Wen Chengye almost didn't talk to her about family matters, and Lin Wanxing had only heard that there was a "divorce war". It is also difficult for her to help solve the private affairs of rich people. So after pondering for a while, she chose the most peaceful opening line: "How did you do in the exam today?" "Don't worry, today I wrote all the papers myself." 　　Lin Wanxing smiled, Xiaowen was a little direct. So she also decided to be more direct: "Then what is your dad doing at school today?" "He wanted me to go abroad and come to the school to supervise me to get some information." 　　Lin Wanxing was stunned, she had never heard Wen Chengye say this: "Do you want to go abroad?" "Just drag it first." Wen Chengye said lightly, "You don't have to worry, we have talked about it, I will finish high school, finish the game, and see what I say after the college entrance examination." Lin Wanxing nodded, and after a while, her eyes fell on the transparent document bag in Wen Chengye's hand: "What about you, what are you more inclined to?" "It's very tempting for me to go abroad, so what's the main thing, go outside to study, stay close to the club, even if you find a very small club, it's better than me at home, right?" 　　Wen Chengye should have considered these issues very rationally, and there was a general direction, but Lin Wanxing was silent.　　"When you go to apply for foreign universities, do you use this grade?" Lin Wanxing pointed to his hand, and he could still see the report card inside. He relied on plagiarism to get his transcripts.　　Wen Chengye was suddenly stunned.　　He slowly lowered his head and looked at the folder on his chest, a little overwhelmed at first. But soon, he collected his emotions and looked at her earnestly, trying to read something from her expression.　　Children are always like that.　　Almost as soon as they are born, they slowly learn to recognize the expressions of adults in order to understand their emotions, and this is the beginning of their socialization.　　Lin Wanxing also remained calm and let Wen Chengye observe her.　　In fact, she and Wen Chengye know each other well, no matter how the team looks now, they still have some unresolved problems that have been put on hold.　　"I don't know where your answer came from......" 　　As soon as Lin Wanxing spoke, Wen Chengye interrupted her.　　"Jin Ziyang gave it to me." The boy spat out the name.　　Thinking of the recent rumors in the school and Jin Ziyang's tentative attitude that has always been imminent, Lin Wanxing suddenly understood: "Jin ...... Jin Ziyang? "Yes, don't you know, Jin Ziyang can listen to me and give me an answer because he is my mother's 'little boyfriend', and I threaten him with this." 　　The amount of information is too large, and Lin Wanxing is like being struck by lightning, and she can't digest it. Probably because her eyes also showed emotion, Wen Chengye said very directly: "Don't worry, my mother cheats, and my father also." They're disgusting, I'm disgusting, I've never been a good thing. Wen Chengye shook the folder in his hand, and the meaning was clear.　　The sun hid in the clouds, and a cool breeze blew in front of the school building.　　Lin Wanxing looked at her students very gently, the boy did tan a lot, and he also looked energetic.　　Over time, the appearance of a person is constantly changing. But the cold arrogance and stubbornness on Wen Chengye's face didn't seem to be so different from the first time I met.　　Football may make him happy and make him determined to pursue his dreams, but it doesn't change him completely.　　Lin Wanxing put her hands in her pockets, almost pessimistic.　　Wen Chengye turned around and left, as if he wanted to catch up with his father's back.　　"You hate your mom and dad." Lin Wanxing said.　　"yes, so what?" Wen Chengye stopped almost immediately and turned back.　　"You don't care about acting like this, but you also hate yourself like that." Lin Wanxing said.　　Wen Chengye was speechless, but he also seemed very afraid. He was never ready to enter into any in-depth communication with her on related issues, but he still couldn't help but say: "I'm such a person, my parents are like that, and I'm like this, we all suck." "It's really hard to change people." Without saying anything to Wen Chengye, Lin Wanxing turned around and walked up the steps. There was no footsteps behind him, and Wen Chengye was still standing in place.　　She walked to the top of the stairs and finally turned back.　　The student landed in the silhouette of the building, and the confused and confused emotions on his face were exceptionally clear.　　Lin Wanxing thought for a while, and still said to him: "Although I also have a lot of questions, I always feel that no matter what, your parents, family, and the things you have experienced will never be able to determine what kind of person you will become." "So what do you want to say that you can decide?" 　　"Perhaps, your ideal self." 　　The principal's office is on the top floor, with no obstruction behind it.　　The door was open, and Lin Wanxing curled her knuckles and knocked on the door.　　Through the office window, you can see the sky in the distance.　　The weather is fine in spring, the blue sky is high in the distance, and the white clouds are better than snow.　　Wen Chengye is bound to be confused.　　Even if he has the courage to step on the bus to Yongchuan, it does not mean that he can overcome obstacles, face life's problems, and make real choices.　　After all, few people know exactly what is the right thing to do.　　And Lin Wanxing has never been clear whether a child like Wen Chengye will be truly changed. Learning, education, even tolerance and love, all of these things can really change a person.　　Or is it that from beginning to end, man is just what he is genetically destined to become, and he will become.　　At his desk, the headmaster looked up.　　"Headmaster, are you looking for me?" Lin Wanxing bowed.

第112章 急事 　　人的消失， 有时是有一定过程的。 　　它的意思是，人并不是突然不见。而是用一种相对缓慢但有预谋的过程，慢慢将自己存在的痕迹一点点擦干净。 　　所以一开始的时候， 学生们并不认为林晚星消失了。 　　只是那天下午， 他们考完试，照例去体育器材室等林晚星下班时，遇上了紧锁住的大门。 　　大家一开始敲了敲门，发现没人，嘟囔着准备撤退。这时有丰富翻窗经验的陈江河同志，提议先到后窗看看。 　　所以他们绕道操场， 来到体育器材室后窗，向内张望。 　　灯都关着，光线有点暗， 东西和他们离开时没什么区别。眼尖的林鹿还发现他刚扔在林晚星桌上的半包乐事薯片。 　　可这能说明什么？ 　　好像也说明不了什么。 　　陈江河推了推窗， 果然， 之前风雨飘摇的后窗早就被修好了，林晚星这人一直认真， 她来之后，体育器材室干净整洁很多，窗修好这点小事，更不让人意外了。 　　那个时候， 所有人都没觉得有什么问题。 　　互相勾肩搭背着，从学校操场去往他们每天训练的足球场。 　　那具体是什么时候察觉到一丝异常呢？ 　　起码是等到他们结束足球训练，和教练一起推开天台门的时候。 　　天台上很暗，一切都仿佛蒙着层晦暗的纱。 　　灯没有亮起， 因为林晚星还没回来。 　　之前也有林晚星下班后， 没来球场看他们训练的情况。 　　她要不就是因为学校还有事， 要不就是一个人在天台上浇花，当然偶尔也有她辛勤工作，在书房沉思写东西做材料的时候，但那种情况很少。 　　无论那一次，都不像今天。 　　奇怪的预感转瞬即逝。 　　他们嘟囔了两句林晚星怎么还没回来，互相问着谁收到老师打的招呼了，但答案是都没有。 　　教练已经拿出手机给老师发微信，大家没怎么多想。 　　训练完，大家都很累，所以争先恐后去洗澡。 　　经过林晚星房门时，付新书站在门口，轻轻敲了敲。 　　无人回应。 　　今天负责做菜的人已经开始忙碌。灯被全部打开，天台上忙忙碌碌的声音响起。菜园、花架、桌椅、还有堆放在角落的训练器材，一切都和往常一样。 　　他们一般吃的都是方便预制菜，都是休息的时候提前准备好的，所以洗完澡，菜就很快端上来。 　　一群人围坐在长桌边，饿得钱胸贴后背。 　　“老师回消息了吗？”付新书发完盘子，问道。 　　教练没换衣服，只是坐在桌边。他再次点亮手机，摇了摇头。 　　于是大家开始回忆，小林老师中午离开体育器材室的的那个电话。 　　“她接完电话就把我们赶走。”林鹿向王法解释道。 　　“谁打来的？”秦敖插了块肉排，嘟囔道。 　　“不知道啊，而且打的是老师办公桌上的电话，难道是学校内线？” 　　这时，一直沉默的文成业忽然停住。 　　他神色阴晴不定，餐桌上的讨论还在继续，过了会儿。其他学生听到叉子和铁餐盘碰撞的响声。 　　文成业终于说：“你们说老师接到电话，然后离开器材室，大概是几点？” 　　“12点……45吧？”郑飞扬有些不确定地说。 　　“那我见过她，她去办公楼了。”文成业说。 　　“啊？” 　　“啥？” 　　“那你不早说！” 　　其他人纷纷向文成业看去，他们总觉得文成业眼神有些闪躲，好像在隐瞒什么东西。 　　“你们之前也没提啊。”文成业很无语。 　　“不是，你为什么见到她去办公楼了，你也在那？” 　　“是的。” 　　“就说你小子中午没一起活动，你在那附近瞎晃什么呢？”秦敖突然敏锐。 　　果然，这种事怎么也瞒不住。 　　文成业说：“我爸中午来，监督我去教务处弄点成绩单。” 　　“为什么，你爹突然管你？” 　　“因为他要送我出国。不过我肯定会在国内读完高中，考完高考再看。” 　　“什么，你要走！” 　　“要出国？” 　　其他人就像没听到他后半句一样，那意思不就是肯定会踢完比赛么。 　　整个餐桌都炸开锅。噼里啪啦的声音响起，远胜于刚才下炸鸡排时的油锅。 　　“那是不是老师也知道你要走？” 　　“是啊，我跟她说了。” 　　“凶手找到了，是你把老师气到了吧！”秦敖终于破案似地说道。 　　“你有病吧！”文成业很无语，“她是能被我气到的人？” 　　“也对。” 　　“好像一直是她气我们。” 　　想到林晚星永远精神平和，露出笑容的模样，原本激动地跳起来的学生们，又重新坐回座位。 　　时间已经过了晚上7：00，晚饭也在争吵中差不多吃完。 　　付新书看向餐桌另一头，只有王法的盘子还是满的。 　　“教练？”他试探着喊了一句。 　　王法手机屏幕适时亮起，弹出林晚星的回复 　　【林晚星：家里突然出了事，我要回家一趟。】 　　王法看着自己前面发出的几条问询 　　“几点回来？” 　　“等你吃晚饭” 　　“还好吗，突然有工作？” 　　以及后续数次出现的“对方无应答”，终于感到一丝没由来的紧张情绪。 　　他毫不犹豫拿起电话，拨过去。 　　大概十几声微信提示音后，他终于听到林晚星的声音响起。 　　心却没有就此放下。 　　因为与此同时响起的，还有庞大而嘈杂的背景音，她在一个很忙碌而空旷的地方。 　　“喂。” 　　电话那头依旧是温和而平静的声音，林晚星的声音。 　　可不知为何，听到她声音的时候，王法心中一颤。 　　“你在哪儿？”他问。 　　他这么问的时候，林晚星似乎故意将手机移开，让他能听到背景音。 　　叮叮叮咚的火车站特有提示音响起。 　　随后是标准的播报声 　　各位旅客请注意，宏景开往永川方向的G617次列车现在开始检票了，有乘坐G617次列车的旅客，请到候车室3号门检票上车。 　　林晚星很沉默，几乎是让他听完整段播报音，才把手机放回耳边，缓缓说道：“我在火车站啊。” 　　“家里的事情很麻烦吗？”王法思考片刻，选了最恰当的措辞。 　　“倒也不是很麻烦，就是有点急，麻麻催我现在就回家。” 　　夜风吹在脸上，王法能清晰分辨出林晚星是在故作轻松。 　　“你老家在哪里，这么晚，好买票吗？”他问。 　　“我买到了。”林晚星避过了前面那个关键问题。 　　“什么时候发车，我现在过来。”他说。 　　“不用，我马上就走了。”她说。 　　“什么时候回来？” 　　“还不知道，得处理好吧。”林晚星几乎是强挤出一些笑意，这么宽慰他。 　　王法紧紧握着手机，他将之换了只手，深深吸了口气，非常认真问：“林晚星，你告诉我，到底出什么事了？无论发生什么事情，我们都可以一起解决。”他用最诚恳而认真的语气说道，“相信我。” 　　“王法。”林晚星像云絮般渺远的声音响起，仿佛下一刻就要化作雨点坠落下来。 　　“不是所有事情，都可以被解决的。”她几乎用他曾经说过的话来还施彼身，然后话锋一转，她又是很轻快的语气说，“不过我的事情没那么严重啦，你放心。” 　　电话就此挂断。 　　电话那边是漫长却嘈杂的空白音，远处是霓虹灯闪耀的城市，空气湿漉漉的，像要揉碎所有光影。
Chapter 112 Emergencies Sometimes there is a process for the disappearance of people.　　What it means is that people are not suddenly gone. Instead, it uses a relatively slow but premeditated process to slowly wipe away the traces of one's existence little by little.　　So at first, the students didn't think that Lin Wanxing had disappeared.　　It's just that that afternoon, after they finished the exam, they went to the sports equipment room as usual to wait for Lin Wanxing to get off work, and they encountered a locked door.　　Everyone knocked on the door at first, found no one, and muttered about preparing to retreat. At this time, Comrade Chen Jianghe, who has rich experience in turning over windows, proposed to go to the back window to have a look first.　　So they took a detour to the playground, to the back window of the sports equipment room, and looked in.　　The lights were off, the light was a little dim, and the things were no different from when they left. The sharp-eyed Lin Lu also found the half-pack of Lay's potato chips he had just thrown on Lin Wanxing's table.　　But what does this mean?　　It doesn't seem to say much.　　Chen Jianghe pushed the window, Sure enough, the back window that was stormy before had already been repaired, Lin Wanxing has always been serious, After she came, the sports equipment room was much cleaner and tidy, and it was not surprising that the window was repaired.　　At that time, no one felt that there was anything wrong.　　Hooking each other's shoulders and carrying them from the school playground to the football field where they practice every day.　　When did you notice something unusual?　　At least when they finished their soccer practice and pushed open the rooftop door with their coach.　　It was dark on the rooftop, and everything seemed to be covered with a veil of darkness.　　The lights didn't come on, because Lin Wanxing hadn't come back yet.　　There were also cases where Lin Wanxing didn't come to the stadium to watch them train after work.　　Either she was watering the flowers on the rooftop, or she was working hard in the study, but that was rare.　　No matter that time, it wasn't like today.　　The strange premonition was fleeting.　　They muttered two sentences about why Lin Wanxing hadn't come back yet, and asked each other who had received the teacher's greeting, but the answer was neither.　　The coach had already taken out his mobile phone to send WeChat to the teacher, and everyone didn't think much about it.　　After training, everyone was tired, so they rushed to take a shower.　　When passing by the door of Lin Wanxing's room, Fu Xinshu stood at the door and knocked lightly.　　No one responded.　　Today, the person in charge of cooking has already started to get busy. The lights were all turned on, and the hustle and bustle on the rooftop sounded. The vegetable garden, the flower stands, the tables and chairs, and the training equipment stacked in the corners, everything was as usual.　　They usually eat convenient pre-made dishes, which are prepared in advance when they are resting, so after taking a shower, the dishes are served quickly.　　A group of people sat around a long table, hungry for money on their backs.　　"Did the teacher reply to the message?" Fu Xinshu finished handing out the plate and asked.　　The coach didn't change his clothes, just sat at the table. He lit his phone again and shook his head.　　So everyone began to recall the phone call when Mr. Kobayashi left the sports equipment room at noon.　　"She kicked us away as soon as she answered the phone." Lin Lu explained to Wang Fa.　　"Who called?" Qin Ao inserted a meat steak and muttered.　　"I don't know, and it's a phone call on the teacher's desk, is it an internal line of the school?" 　　At this time, Wen Chengye, who had been silent, suddenly stopped.　　His expression was cloudy, and the discussion at the table continued, after a while. Other students heard the sound of forks and iron plates colliding.　　Wen Chengye finally said: "You said that the teacher received a call and left the equipment room, what time is it?" "12 o'clock...... 45, right? Zheng Feiyang said with some uncertainty.　　"Then I've seen her, she's gone to the office building." Wen Chengye said.　　"Huh?" 　　"What?" 　　"Then you didn't say it earlier!" 　　Others looked at Wen Chengye one after another, and they always felt that Wen Chengye's eyes were a little evasive, as if he was hiding something.　　"You didn't mention it before." Wen Chengye was speechless.　　"No, why did you see her go to the office building, and you were there?" 　　"Yes." 　　"Let's just say that you kid didn't do it together at noon, what are you hanging around there?" Qin Ao suddenly became acute.　　Sure enough, this kind of thing can't be hidden.　　Wen Chengye said: "My dad came at noon and supervised me to go to the academic affairs office to get some transcripts. "Why, your dad suddenly took care of you?" 　　"Because he's going to send me out of the country. However, I will definitely finish high school in China and take the college entrance examination before reading it. "What, you're leaving!" 　　"Going abroad?" 　　Others didn't seem to hear the second half of his sentence, didn't that mean that they would definitely finish the game.　　The whole table is fried. The crackling sound sounded far better than the frying pan when the chicken cutlet was fried just now.　　"Does the teacher also know that you're leaving?" 　　"yes, I told her." 　　"The murderer has been found, you made the teacher angry!" Qin Ao finally said as if he had solved the case.　　"You're sick!" Wen Chengye was speechless, "She is the one who can be angry with me?" "That's right, too." 　　"It seems like she's always angry with us." 　　Thinking of Lin Wanxing's always calm spirit and smiling appearance, the students who had jumped up excitedly sat back in their seats.　　It was past 7:00 p.m., and dinner was almost finished in the quarrel.　　Fu Xinshu looked at the other end of the dining table, only Wang Fa's plate was still full.　　"Coach?" He shouted tentatively.　　Wang Fa's mobile phone screen lit up at the right time, and Lin Wanxing's reply popped up [Lin Wanxing: There was a sudden accident at home, and I want to go home.Wang Fa looked at the few inquiries he had sent out in front of him, "When will you come back?" 　　"Waiting for you to have dinner" "Are you alright, suddenly have a job?" 　　and the subsequent "no response from the other party", and finally felt a trace of unexplained nervousness.　　He didn't hesitate to pick up the phone and dial it.　　After about a dozen WeChat prompts, he finally heard Lin Wanxing's voice ringing.　　But my heart didn't let go.　　Because at the same time, there was a loud and noisy background sound, and she was in a very busy and empty place.　　"Hey." 　　The voice on the other end of the phone was still gentle and calm, Lin Wanxing's voice.　　But for some reason, when he heard her voice, Wang Fa's heart trembled.　　"Where are you?" He asked.　　When he asked, Lin Wanxing seemed to deliberately move the phone away so that he could hear the background sound.　　The special prompt sound of the train station is sounded.　　This is followed by the standard announcement Passengers, please note that the G617 train from Hongjing to Yongchuan is now open for ticket checking, and passengers who take the G617 train should go to Gate 3 of the waiting room to check in and board the train.　　Lin Wanxing was very silent, and almost let him listen to the entire broadcast before putting the phone back to his ear and said slowly: "I'm at the train station." "Is it troublesome at home?" Wang Fa thought for a moment and chose the most appropriate wording.　　"It's not very troublesome, it's just a little urgent, and Ma Ma urged me to go home now." 　　The night breeze was blowing on his face, and Wang Fa could clearly tell that Lin Wanxing was pretending to be relaxed.　　"Where is your hometown, so late, can you buy a ticket?" He asked.　　"I got it." Lin Wanxing avoided the key question in front of her.　　"When is the departure time, I'll come over now." He said.　　"No, I'll be leaving right away." She said.　　"When will you be back?" 　　"I don't know yet, I'll have to deal with it." Lin Wanxing almost forced out some smiles, so relieved him.　　Wang Fa held the mobile phone tightly, he changed his hand, took a deep breath, and asked very seriously: "Lin Wanxing, tell me, what happened?" Whatever happens, we can work it out together. He said in the most sincere and serious tone, "Trust me. "King Fa." Lin Wanxing's voice sounded as far away as a cloud, as if it was about to turn into raindrops and fall down in the next moment.　　"Not everything can be solved." She almost repaid the favor with what he had said, and then she said in a very brisk tone, "But my matter is not that serious, don't worry." The phone hung up.　　On the other side of the phone was a long, noisy blank tone, and in the distance was a neon-lit city, and the air was damp, as if it were about to crush all the light and shadow.

第113章 消失 　　那应该是段精心设想过的台词。 　　前面略沉重， 中间有刻意宽慰意味，结尾又轻松起来。很真实，好像她遇到的事情确实棘手， 但又都能解决。 　　后来王法无数次回想林晚星的这通电话， 他一直很清楚地知道，林晚星的问题几乎无法解决。她拒绝谈具体事情，回避提供车辆信息，甚至搬出了明明关系不好的父母。 　　可那时，还是被她表面的轻松骗了。 　　当然，这也是因为当时电话结束得很快， 他找不到机会多问。在拒绝人方面，林晚星确实是个中老手。 　　林晚星突然离开，让还留在梧桐路17号天台上的大家有些不适应。 　　这种不适应也是循序渐进， 缓缓而至的。 　　比如学生们经常会喊“老师”或者“林晚星”。可喊完后， 却迟迟得不到回应。他们会下意识回头寻找林晚星的身影， 然后才意识到，她有事暂时离开了。 　　王法也经常会有林晚星还在身边生活的错觉。 　　习惯最最磨人， 就好比他已经习惯在晚上做两份茶饮。 　　可当他拿出两个杯子，做完两份想去喊林晚星的时候，却发现前方的屋子一片漆黑。然后他才反应过来，林晚星要离开一段时间， 于是他只能迫不得已，独自将两杯无酒精版长岛冰茶都喝光。 　　林晚星的离开，并非杳无音讯。所以他们后来一直认为，用“消失”来形容更为恰当。 　　她是在用一种非常聪明的方式， 缓缓擦除自己的存在痕迹。 　　她每天都会和学生们联系， 但仅限于微信。她也会在大家要求下， 分享生活照片。她甚至能和他们保持通话，虽然时间简短，但从不是完全不接电话。 　　所以那段时间，大家虽感到不安，但都因为老师家里出事，下意识保持乖巧懂事。同时，他们还能自己给林晚星逐渐减少回复找理由，肯定是老师太忙了！ 　　如果不是后来学校指派了新的足球队带队辅导老师，大家总抱有一种错觉，好像林晚星过几天就会回来。 　　但那纯属自欺欺人。 　　模拟考结束，随之而来的是青超联赛四分之一决赛。 　　根据抽签，他们将对阵仓门雄狮队青年队。对手是A组头名，背靠的仓门雄狮队，也是实打实的职业队。 　　抽签结束后，大家把消息第一时间告诉林晚星。同时打包发给她的，还有场馆定位、详细比赛日程等等。虽然林晚星在忙，但他们还是怀抱希望说不定她比赛那天可以抽空过来呢？ 　　可让所有人没想到的是，在四分之一决赛日程确定的第二天，他们被通知到多功能教室集合。 　　学校有很多多功能教室，但只有那一间，学生们印象深刻。因为那是林晚星第一次组织球队会议的教室，也是大家第一次集体见面的地方。 　　所有人心怀忐忑，在第二天中午12：30分，抵达那间多功能教室。 　　春日欣欣向荣，一天比一天暖和。 　　教室里热烘烘的，窗外阳光灿烂，照得讲台前的人笑容明艳动人。 　　那是位女老师，烫着柔软的栗色大波浪，还有亮闪闪的耳坠，很年轻很漂亮，但不是林晚星。 　　看到讲台前站着的新老师，大家立马明白怎么回事。 　　秦敖立刻带头，二话不说掉头就走。 　　讲台前的人却仿佛早有准备：“等一下哦，你们的小林老师，有东西带给你们。” 　　她只说了这么一句话。 　　真是…… 　　完全拿捏住他们的软肋！ 　　新来的女老师姓许，叫许雨宁。她说他们可以喊她“小许老师”，并自述是受到林晚星委托。 　　教室里的桌子被合并成小组讨论的样子，所有人围坐一圈。自我介绍后，小许老师走下讲台，坐在他们面前。她当着他们的面，从口袋里掏出一本小本子摊开。 　　小本子是用普通白纸装订而成。封面上写着《宏景八中足球队工作手册》几个手写字，字体清秀，看上去非常眼熟。 　　学生们坐直身子，想看看小许老师葫芦里究竟卖了什么药。 　　果然，小许老师翻开那本《工作手册》，首页出现的简笔画，让学生们瞬间意识到，这本小册子是林晚星做的。 　　那是幅球队阵型示意图，上面画着球场平面图以及球员们在球场上的位置。 　　他们每个人都有自己的拟人Q版，上面写着他们的名字、球衣号码，以及一句简短的介绍。 　　秦敖看到自己一幅咋呼的样子，有点像小喷火龙，立刻嚷嚷：“丑化，绝对的丑化！” 　　林鹿则发现林晚星把他画成了活泼的兔子，很是满意：“我确实可爱！” 　　陈江河的Q版剃着板寸，一脸严肃。 　　付新书很斯文有书卷气，文成业是一只黑脸羊，郑飞扬是只嗷呜叫的东北小老虎，俞明是狍子一样的动物。祁亮同学像卷毛狐狸，门前的冯锁同志是高大沉稳可靠的大熊，包括沉默寡言二人组郑仁、智会都有自己别具一格的模样。 　　“林晚星给你的？”研究半天，秦敖终于对小许老师说了第一句话。 　　“对哦，是你们小林老师寄给我的，让我能更快认识你们。”小许老师这么回答。 　　Q版阵型图翻过一页，出现一幢房子的建筑结构图。 　　右上角标着“梧桐路17号”，图中不仅有他们上课的元元补习班教室和天台，还有远处他们每日训练的球场。学生们更是惊讶发现，林晚星在画纸右下角还给他们布置了小任务，让他们带小许老师参观这栋楼。 　　“这怎么还有我们的任务？” 　　“她还是这么麻烦！” 　　“那可以带我看看吗？”小许老师很好奇地问。 　　“她都这么说了，还能怎么滴，等会你跟我们走呗。” 　　男生们无语地说道。 　　在“梧桐路17号”之后，林晚星又用两页纸版面，大致介绍了学生们每天的日程表、自制食谱、还有协商会议一类的东西…… 　　学生们越看越觉得怪异，到最后，他们忽然失去了批评林晚星简笔画的兴致。 　　所有人都沉默下来。 　　“她什么意思，搞得跟‘托孤’一样，不会不回来了吧？”秦敖用了个奇怪的词语。 　　“应该不会。”小许老师轻咳一声，宽慰他们，“我主要只是负责带你们去球场，和帮你们完成一些基础课。林老师忙完自己的事情，应该会回来吧？” 　　小许老师的话，在某种程度上，还是宽慰了茫然无措的球员们。 　　宏景八中足球队的球员们也很清楚，前往仓门的比赛，学校肯定要派人看着他们。还有他们每天的文化课，也得有人给他们上。 　　除了接受小许老师，大家没有别的办法。 　　更何况林晚星家里有事，他们得乖点，让她省点心。 　　这话很恶心，所以没人真正愿意说出来，但大家其实都抱有差不多的想法。 　　与仓门雄狮比赛，在一个风和日丽的周六。 　　小许老师同样给他们定了高铁票，估计也是受林晚星的嘱托。 　　大家踏上比赛场地，开始热身训练时，都不约而同看向看台。他们总抱着点微薄希望，觉得林晚星会出现在那里，冲他们挥手。 　　但实际情况是，看台上空无一人。场间除严阵以待的对手外，就只有仓门的特产白鹭鸟在草地上踱步。 　　比赛方面，随着文成业越来越熟悉B2B中场的定位，球队进攻防守运转更流畅默契。 　　仓门雄狮也犯了和其他球队一样的毛病，始终并不把他们宏景八中当做一支有特殊战术体系、和青年队实力相当的球队。 　　虽然比赛进行到淘汰赛阶段，仓门雄狮不会小瞧任何一个对手。 　　可究竟要如何排兵布阵，怎样进行针对性战术布置，因资料欠缺，仓门雄狮并不知道该如何着手。 　　而他们的教练是王法，王法总能棋高一招。 　　赛前，王法就做出判断，因为对手并不熟悉他们，加上他们有黑马之势，仓门雄狮应当会在开场后采取保守策略，先行试探。所以他们应当可以利用这段时间，打对方一个措手不及。 　　于是，他们同仓门雄狮的比赛，甚至比对阵申城海波更顺利。 　　上半场仅第8分钟，陈江河就用一个精彩的鱼跃冲顶，率先敲开仓门雄狮队大门。 　　球队士气为之一振。 　　仓门雄狮很快反应过来，拉开阵势，与他们展开对攻。而当乌龟这种事，简直是他们宏景八中的看家本领。 　　一直到中场结束，仓门雄狮都没有取得进球。 　　下半场开始第27分钟，裁判判罚了一个争议点球，由仓门雄狮7号主罚命中，双方战至1-1平。 　　好像他们重新组队后的第一场比赛，也有这么一例争议点球。当时大家群情激奋，恨不得直接打群架，不过这次，他们则很冷静。 　　他们确实觉得自己会赢，并胸有成竹。 　　几乎是那场比赛的复刻，下半场最后时间，宏景八中利用一次防守反击，由祁亮助攻文成业，用一记禁区外兜射再度敲开仓门雄狮大门。 　　2-1的比分，保持到了终场。 　　很奇怪的是，无论球员还是场边的教练，对这场比赛胜利，都保持了相当平静的态度。 　　最最兴奋的，大概是第一次在球场全身心投入看球的小许老师了。 　　赛后更衣室里，学生们兴奋地给林晚星通报他们战胜仓门雄狮、挺进半决赛的好消息，但很奇怪，林晚星并没有第一时间回复。 　　虽然这些天来，林晚星的回复越来越少、也越来越不及时。 　　可学生们总觉得，林晚星的房间还保持原样，她也从来没回家收拾过东西，所以不可能是真离开了。 　　况且教练还在！ 　　林晚星可以抛下他们，难道这女人还能抛弃教练，始乱终弃不成？ 　　可偏偏，最先接到电话的那个人，就是王法。 　　在与仓门雄狮队比赛后，他们没等来林晚星的庆贺，却等来了楼下小卖部奶奶的电话。 　　奶奶说，中介正带人在楼顶收拾，要打包房东小姐的东西寄走。 　　梧桐路17号的房东，只有林晚星本人了。 　　王法在更衣室中放下手机，只觉得身边寂静无声。 　　和他之前要走时那种犹豫不决地态度相比，林晚星这样，才是真正决定要离开。
Chapter 113: Disappearing It should have been a well-conceived line.　　The front is a little heavy, there is a deliberate sense of relief in the middle, and the end is relaxed. It's real, as if the things she's encountering are really tricky, but they can all be solved.　　Later, Wang Fa recalled Lin Wanxing's phone call countless times, and he always knew very clearly that Lin Wanxing's problem was almost impossible to solve. She refused to talk about specific matters, avoided providing vehicle information, and even moved out of her parents, who had a bad relationship.　　But at that time, I was still deceived by her superficial ease.　　Of course, this was also because the call ended so quickly that he couldn't find a chance to ask. In terms of rejecting people, Lin Wanxing is indeed a veteran.　　Lin Wanxing left suddenly, which made everyone who was still on the rooftop of No. 17 Wutong Road a little uncomfortable.　　This discomfort is also gradual, and it comes slowly.　　For example, students often shout "teacher" or "Lin Wanxing". But after shouting, there was no response. They will subconsciously turn back to look for Lin Wanxing's figure, and then realize that she has something to leave temporarily.　　Wang Fa often has the illusion that Lin Wanxing is still living by his side.　　The habit is the most abrasive, as if he has become accustomed to making two servings of tea in the evening.　　But when he took out two cups and wanted to call Lin Wanxing after making two servings, he found that the room in front of him was dark. Then he realized that Lin Wanxing was going to leave for a while, so he had no choice but to drink up the two glasses of non-alcoholic Long Island Iced Tea alone.　　Lin Wanxing's departure is not without news. So they have always thought that it is more appropriate to describe it as "disappearing".　　She's using a very clever way to slowly erase the traces of her existence.　　She keeps in touch with the students on a daily basis, but only on WeChat. She will also share photos of her life at everyone's request. She was even able to keep talking to them, and although it was brief, she never answered the phone completely.　　So during that time, although everyone felt uneasy, they all subconsciously remained well-behaved and sensible because of the accident at the teacher's family. At the same time, they can also find a reason for Lin Wanxing's gradual reduction in replies by themselves, it must be that the teacher is too busy!　　If it weren't for the fact that the school later assigned a new football team to lead the team tutor, everyone always had the illusion that Lin Wanxing would come back in a few days.　　But that is pure self-deception.　　The mock exams are over, followed by the quarterfinals of the Youth Super League.　　According to the draw, they will play against Kuramaon Lions Youth. The opponent is the top team in Group A, and the Cangmen Lions, which are backed by it, are also a real professional team.　　After the draw, everyone told Lin Wanxing the news as soon as possible. At the same time, it was packaged and sent to her, as well as the location of the venue, the detailed competition schedule, and so on. Although Lin Wanxing is busy, they still hope that maybe she can take time to come over on the day of the competition?　　To everyone's surprise, on the second day of the quarter-finals, they were notified to assemble in the multi-purpose classroom.　　There are many multi-purpose classrooms in the school, but there is only one one, and the students are impressed. Because that was the classroom where Lin Wanxing organized the team meeting for the first time, and it was also the place where everyone met collectively for the first time.　　Worried, everyone arrived at the multi-purpose classroom at 12:30 p.m. the next day.　　Spring is thriving and getting warmer day by day.　　The classroom was hot, and the sun was shining outside the window, illuminating the bright smiles of the people in front of the podium.　　It was a female teacher, with soft maroon waves and shiny earrings, very young and beautiful, but not Lin Wanxing.　　When they saw the new teacher standing in front of the podium, everyone immediately understood what was going on.　　Qin Ao immediately took the lead, turned around and left without saying a word.　　The person in front of the podium seemed to be prepared: "Wait a minute, your Kobayashi teacher, I have something for you." That's all she said.　　Is...... 　　Completely grasp their soft underbelly!　　The new female teacher's surname is Xu, and her name is Xu Yuning. She said they could call her "Teacher Xu" and said that she was commissioned by Lin Wanxing.　　The desks in the classroom are merged into small group discussions, and everyone sits in a circle. After introducing himself, Teacher Xu stepped down from the podium and sat in front of them. In front of them, she took out a small book from her pocket and spread it out.　　The small notebook is bound on plain white paper. On the cover is written a few handwritten words of "Hongjing No. 8 Middle School Football Team Workbook", the font is delicate, and it looks very familiar.　　The students sat up straight, wanting to see what kind of medicine was sold in Teacher Xu's gourd.　　Sure enough, Teacher Xiao Xu opened the "Workbook", and the stick figures that appeared on the front page made the students instantly realize that this booklet was made by Lin Wanxing.　　It was a diagram of the team's formation, with a floor plan of the pitch and the positions of the players on the pitch.　　Each of them has their own anthropomorphic Q version with their name, jersey number, and a short introduction.　　Qin Ao saw that he was suffocating, a bit like a little fire-breathing dragon, and immediately shouted: "Ugly, absolutely ugly!" Lin Lu found that Lin Wanxing painted him as a lively rabbit and was very satisfied: "I am indeed cute!" Chen Jianghe's Q version is shaved with a serious face.　　Fu Xinshu is very bookish, Wen Chengye is a black-faced sheep, Zheng Feiyang is a whining Northeast tiger, and Yu Ming is an animal like a roe deer. Qi Liang is like a curly-haired fox, Comrade Feng Suo in front of the door is a tall, calm and reliable bear, including the taciturn duo Zheng Ren and Zhihui all have their own unique appearance.　　"Lin Wanxing gave it to you?" After studying for a long time, Qin Ao finally said the first sentence to Teacher Xiao Xu.　　"Yes, it was sent to me by your teacher Kobayashi, so that I can get to know you faster." Teacher Xiao Xu replied.　　The Q version of the formation diagram turned a page and the architectural structure of a house appeared.　　In the upper right corner, there is a sign "No. 17 Wutong Road", and the picture shows not only the Yuanyuan cram school classroom and rooftop where they are classing, but also the court where they train every day in the distance. The students were even more surprised to find that Lin Wanxing also assigned them a small task in the lower right corner of the drawing paper, and asked them to take Teacher Xu to visit the building.　　"How can this still be our mission?" 　　"She's still so troublesome!" 　　"Can you show me then?" Teacher Xiao Xu asked curiously.　　"She's said so, what else can I do, I'll let you go with us later." 　　The boys said speechlessly.　　After "No. 17 Wutong Road", Lin Wanxing used a two-page layout to roughly introduce the students' daily schedules, homemade recipes, and consultation meetings...... 　　The more the students looked at it, the more strange they felt, and in the end, they suddenly lost interest in criticizing Lin Wanxing's stick figures.　　Everyone fell silent.　　"What does she mean, it's the same as 'Tuogu', she won't come back, right?" Qin Ao used a strange word.　　"Probably not." Teacher Xiao Xu coughed lightly and comforted them, "I'm mainly responsible for taking you to the court and helping you complete some basic classes." Mr. Lin should come back after finishing his own business, right? Teacher Xiaoxu's words, to a certain extent, still relieved the players who were at a loss.　　The players of the football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School also know very well that when they go to Cangmen, the school will definitely send someone to watch them. And their daily cultural lessons, someone has to give them a lesson.　　There is no other way than to accept Teacher Xiao Xu.　　What's more, Lin Wanxing has something to do at home, so they have to be obedient and let her save some snacks.　　It's disgusting, so no one really wants to say it, but everyone actually thinks the same thing.　　Race against the Kurato Lions on a sunny Saturday.　　Teacher Xiao Xu also booked high-speed rail tickets for them, probably at the behest of Lin Wanxing.　　When everyone stepped on the competition field and started warm-up training, they all looked at the stands. They always had a little hope, thinking that Lin Wanxing would appear there and waved at them.　　But the reality is that the stands are empty. In addition to the opponents who were waiting for battle, only the Egret Bird, a specialty of Kuramon, was pacing on the grass.　　In terms of the game, as Wen Chengye became more familiar with the positioning of the B2B midfield, the team's offensive and defensive operation became more fluid and tacit.　　The Kuramato Lions have also made the same mistakes as other teams, and have never regarded them as a team with a special tactical system and the strength of the youth team.　　Although the game is in the knockout stage, the Kuramen Lions will not underestimate any opponent.　　But how to arrange the troops and how to make targeted tactical arrangements, due to the lack of information, the Cangmen Lions did not know how to start.　　And their coach is Wang Fa, who can always make a better move.　　Before the game, Wang Fa made a judgment, because the opponent is not familiar with them, and they have the potential of dark horses, the Cangmen Lions should adopt a conservative strategy after the opening and test first. So they should be able to use this time to catch each other off guard.　　As a result, their match against the Cangmen Lions was even smoother than against Shencheng Haibo.　　In the 8th minute of the first half, Chen Jianghe rushed to the top with a wonderful fish leap and took the lead in knocking on the door of the Lions.　　The morale of the team was boosted.　　The Kuramen Lions reacted quickly, opened up the formation, and launched an attack with them. And being a turtle is simply their housekeeping skill in the eighth grand scene.　　Until the end of halftime, the Kuramen Lions did not score.　　In the 27th minute of the second half, the referee awarded a controversial penalty, which was hit by the No. 7 Kuramen Lions, and the two sides fought to a 1-1 draw.　　It seems that in the first game after their regrouping, there was also such a controversial penalty. At that time, everyone was excited and eager to fight directly, but this time, they were very calm.　　They do feel like they're going to win and are confident that they're going to win.　　Almost a repetition of that game, at the end of the second half, Hongjing Bazhong used a defensive counterattack, assisted by Qi Liang Wen Chengye, and knocked on the door of the Lions again with a shot from outside the penalty area.　　The score of 2-1 was maintained until the end.　　Strangely, both the players and the coaches on the sidelines maintained a fairly calm attitude towards the victory.　　The most exciting thing is probably Mr. Xiao Xu, who is watching the game for the first time on the court.　　In the locker room after the game, the students excitedly informed Lin Wanxing of the good news of their victory over the Cangmen Lions and advanced to the semifinals, but strangely, Lin Wanxing did not reply immediately.　　Although these days, Lin Wanxing's replies are becoming less and less timely.　　But the students always felt that Lin Wanxing's room was still the same, and she never went home to pack her things, so it was impossible for her to really leave.　　Besides, the coach is still there!　　Lin Wanxing can leave them behind, can this woman still abandon the coach, and she can't abandon it from the beginning?　　But the first person to receive the call was Wang Fa.　　After the match with the Cangmen Lions, they didn't wait for Lin Wanxing's congratulations, but waited for the phone call from the grandmother in the commissary downstairs.　　Grandma said that the agent was taking someone to clean up on the roof of the building, and she wanted to pack the landlord's things and send them away.　　The landlord of No. 17 Wutong Road is only Lin Wanxing himself.　　Wang Fa put down his mobile phone in the locker room, only to feel that there was silence around him.　　Compared with the hesitant attitude when he was about to leave before, Lin Wanxing really decided to leave.

第114章 尘封 　　那是一个巨大的纸箱， 上面用塑胶袋裹了很多圈。 　　王法还记得，他第一次见到那个纸箱，是在一个秋天晚上。 　　那天林晚星刚准备搬来梧桐路17号， 球员们也突然找到这里。他下来买烟时， 遇到了乌泱泱门口一大帮人。 　　林晚星那会儿笑盈盈地站在路灯下，他和球员们心甘情愿，帮她把这个巨大纸箱搬到楼顶。 　　从那之后，纸箱就一直被摆在她家的角落。后来上面盖了层布，变成一个完美的桌子，再没有人动过。 　　直到今天， 林晚星要找人来收拾东西，并运走这个箱子。 　　林晚星估计也没想到，楼下小卖部的奶奶会这么八卦且警觉。 　　奶奶首先发现房东小姐很久没回家了， 其次在看到中介带人到顶楼天台时， 仔细上楼打听对方到底要干嘛。最后， 她还很好心地给房东小姐的“男朋友”打了电话。 　　“奶奶也不知道你们怎么吵架，小女娃生气肯定是有理由的， 你多哄哄好了。” 　　电话挂断前，王法听到奶奶这么劝解道。 　　王法当时的茫然无措，这种感觉差不多要赶上当时他站在球员葬礼外那会儿。 　　他那时才知道，原来被宣判死刑， 也可以不需要理由。 　　球队从仓门赶回宏景需要很长一段时间，王法已经做好天台人去屋空的准备。 　　但他从没想过，推开梧桐路17号大铁门时，会看到那样茫茫多的纸。 　　昏暗的楼道灯光下， 白纸铺天盖地， 如雪片般洒满整个烟灰色楼道， 让人一时根本无法踏入。 　　仰起头，一只破损的纸箱耷拉在二楼楼梯口。 　　想来是纸箱太重，搬运途中不慎破损，导致里面的东西洒出。 　　空气中弥漫着纸张和书本特有的油墨味，王法弯下腰，捡起一份纸，上面有幼稚的儿童简笔画。 　　画作上印有提示语，并被精心编号，应该是林晚星曾做过某种儿童心理学研究的材料。 　　租房的中介和快递员正忙碌着收拾残局。 　　看到他的到来，中介脸上很明显露出一丝尴尬神情。 　　王法手里握着纸，没由来地想抽根烟。 　　“你们回来了啊。”中介把一叠纸摞好，手在裤缝边擦了擦，小心翼翼踩着白纸间的缝隙，走到他面前。 　　“是啊。”王法看了眼楼梯间的纸，自顾自蹲下，捡了起来。 　　“哎哎，别别别，我来就行！” 　　“她要把东西收拾完寄走？”他边捡边问。 　　“是……” 　　“要寄去哪？” 　　中介沉默下来。 　　王法抬头看了他一眼，无奈地笑了下：“她嘱咐过，不能说？” 　　“哎……您也别问了，就……我也是听吩咐办事的。” 　　“明白。”过了一会儿，王法才淡淡答道。 　　转眼间，越来越多的学生走进大门。 　　他们看到满地纸张书本，听完那番对话，也大概明白是怎么一回事。他们破天荒地没有吵闹，而是跟着弯腰下腰，收拾起落满整个楼道的东西。 　　一时间，楼道内异常安静。邻居们炒菜声和电视机里儿童动画片的笑声清晰可闻。 　　林晚星那个纸箱里的东西确实很多，大概囊括了她整个大学生涯的全部珍贵记忆。 　　里面有她的中英文课本，她的听课笔记，她打印过的论文，还有她曾做过的研究。 　　她字迹清秀，做事认真细致。 　　看着林晚星大学时的奖状红红白白落了一地，他们比以前无数次都清晰认识到，林晚星究竟有多么优秀。 　　然而很讽刺的是，像林晚星这样的优秀学生，却封存了她全部大学生涯。她把这些东西随意扔在角落，当做摆杂物的茶几，如果不是这次搬运意外，这个箱子大概这辈子都不会被林晚星再次拆开。 　　王法很确定这点。 　　楼道内，纸张和书籍被一点点收拾干净，露出原本的水泥台阶。 　　几张被压在最下方的照片显露出来。 　　王法捡起照片，忽然愣住。 　　那是几张林晚星的胶片照片，有她自己，也有她和同学的合影。 　　照片中，女生俯身冲镜头比耶，她穿着亮色T恤和学院短裙，露出浅浅一截白皙腰身，眼神清澈迷人、笑容灿烂明媚。 　　虽然有些夸张，但像有光突然照入，王法从未见过林晚星如此活泼快乐。 　　他搜肠刮肚，不断回忆。 　　明明他们赢了那么多比赛，在一起有个很多充满欢声笑语的时刻，林晚星脸上总是挂着盈盈笑意。 　　可无论哪一次，他都没见林晚星如此放松随意。 　　王法握着照片，手指有些发白。 　　也是那时，他才有了一些具体感觉。现在的林晚星和曾经的林晚星，几乎是完全两个人。 　　无论她表现得多么轻松自在，却始终生活在阴霾里，不见天日。 　　明明楼道内的东西已经被彻底清空，空气却逐渐窒息起来。 　　快递员取来了新的纸箱。 　　王法和所有球员都站在旁边。 　　他们看着林晚星曾经的书籍、簿本、报告，被一件又一件再度放入新的箱子里。 　　纸箱合拢，胶带刺啦扯开，一圈又一圈缠绕上箱子。月光下，胶带反射着凄冷的光。 　　有某一瞬间，王法觉得那掩埋包括的不是林晚星曾经的大学生活，而是她整个人生的全部。 　　可他完全不知道这是怎么一回事，只能愚蠢地站在这里，拿着林晚星曾经的照片，目送箱子缓缓离开。 　　呼吸沉重，回天台的楼道格外漫长。 　　学生们踢完激烈比赛，并奔波一天，此刻迈着迟缓的步伐，一步步踏上台阶。 　　一层、两层、三层…… 　　走到楼顶天台铁门前时，队伍却堵住了。 　　楼道昏暗不见光。 　　林鹿走在最前方，他站在铁门前没有任何动作，身后也无人催促。 　　如此静默了很长一段时间。 　　“这是为什么啊？”终于，林鹿忍不住回头看着后面所有人，语气中充满茫然无措。 　　不知谁第一个坐下，其他人都跟着在阶梯上就地落座，根本没人想回去。 　　王法很清楚球员们的心情。 　　好像他们推门回到天台，就得彻底承认，林晚星已经找人收拾东西要彻底搬走的事实。 　　起码现在，门背后一定很冷，没人想面对天台此刻的漆黑与空洞。 　　王法低头看着手中照片，试图从中找出蛛丝马迹，来解释林晚星的行为。 　　空气中呼吸声粗重，沉默又继续很长一段时间。 　　秦敖忍不住掏出手机，给林晚星拨了个电话。 　　可那头除了漫长的等候音外，没有任何其他声音响起。 　　一次又一次，秦敖锲而不舍地拨出电话，却一次又一次听到最后通话失败的机械女声。 　　“别打了。” 　　终于，付新书苦涩的声音响起。 　　“到底怎么了！？”秦敖愤恨不解地说。 　　“为什么就这么走了？” 　　“就这么不要我们了？” 　　细碎而凌乱的讨论声在楼道内逐渐响起。 　　那几乎是个极其幽默的场景。 　　每当他们说话时，楼道感应灯都会亮起，照亮一张张困惑无助的面孔，而沉默后，灯光又会再度熄灭。 　　“为什么这么走了，都不像她了。”冯锁用力揉着头发，有些口不择言却说出了自己的心里话。 　　“为什么不像她？”王法收起照片，回头看了眼他的球员。 　　“就觉得……走得有点不负责，我们老师一直很负责。” 　　“她坚信人的独立自主，对你们最负责的地方，就是她一直以来都试图教会你们这些。你们应该很清楚认识到，你们彼此间，都是独立隔离，没人需要对其他任何人的人生负责。” 　　这是很残忍的一句话，说出来时，王法觉得这或许是他对自己的宽慰。 　　球员们再度安静，楼道里的灯也同样轻轻熄灭。 　　不知谁叹了口气，灯又再次亮了起来。 　　这次的灯光是暗淡的鹅黄色，像一层弥漫而上的雾气，一切都显得朦胧未知。 　　抬头看了看天花板，原来并不是他们这层的灯。 　　有人绕过楼梯，出现在他们面前，是一位穿制服的快递小哥。 　　“呃……”小哥抬了抬鸭舌帽，看到楼梯间坐满的人，也是一愣。 　　“你们……”他从口袋里掏出一封快递文件，又看了一遍上面的收件名，问，“你们是宏景八中高中足球队吗？”
Chapter 114: Dust Seal It was a huge cardboard box, wrapped in a plastic bag with many loops.　　Wang Fa still remembers that the first time he saw the cardboard box was on an autumn evening.　　That day, Lin Wanxing was just about to move to No. 17 Wutong Road, and the players suddenly found here. When he came down to buy cigarettes, he was met by a large group of people at the gate of Wuyangyang.　　Lin Wanxing was standing under the street lamp with a smile at that moment, and he and the players were willing to help her move the huge cardboard box to the roof of the building.　　Since then, cardboard boxes have been placed in the corners of her home. Later, it was covered with a layer of cloth and turned into a perfect table, and no one touched it again.　　To this day, Lin Wanxing has to find someone to pack up and transport the box.　　Lin Wanxing probably didn't expect that the grandmother in the commissary downstairs would be so gossip and alert.　　Grandma first found out that the landlord had not been home for a long time, and secondly, when she saw the agent taking someone to the rooftop of the top floor, she carefully went upstairs to ask what the other party was doing. Finally, she was kind enough to call the landlord's "boyfriend".　　"Grandma doesn't know how you quarrel, the little girl must be angry for a reason, you coax more." 　　Before hanging up the phone, Wang Fa heard his grandmother persuade him.　　Wang Fa was at a loss at the time, and this feeling was almost as long as he stood outside the player's funeral.　　It was then that he learned that he had been sentenced to death, and that he could not be justified without a reason.　　It will take a long time for the team to rush back to Hongjing from Cangmen, and Wang Fa is ready to go to the empty house for the rooftop people.　　But he never imagined that when he pushed open the big iron gate at No. 17 Wutong Road, he would see such a vast amount of paper.　　Under the dim lighting of the corridor, the white paper is overwhelming, sprinkled like snowflakes all over the entire smoky gray corridor, making it impossible to step into it for a while.　　Looking up, a torn cardboard box slumped at the staircase on the second floor.　　I think the carton is too heavy, and it is accidentally damaged during transportation, resulting in the contents spilling.　　The air was filled with the smell of ink peculiar to paper and books, and Wang Fa bent down and picked up a piece of paper with childish children's stick figures on it.　　The painting is printed with a reminder and is carefully numbered, which is supposed to be the material for Lin Wanxing to do some kind of child psychology research.　　Rental agents and couriers are busy picking up the pieces.　　Seeing his arrival, there was obviously a hint of embarrassment on the intermediary's face.　　Wang Fa held the paper in his hand and wanted to smoke a cigarette for no reason.　　"You're back." The intermediary stacked a stack of papers, wiped his hand against the seam of his trousers, and carefully stepped through the gap between the white papers, and walked in front of him.　　"yes." Wang Fa glanced at the paper in the stairwell, squatted down to himself, and picked it up.　　"Hey, don't, don't, I'll do it!" 　　"She's going to pack up her things and send them away?" He asked as he picked it up.　　"Yes......" 　　"Where are you going to send it?" 　　The intermediary fell silent.　　Wang Fa glanced up at him and smiled helplessly: "She told her, can't you say it?" "Hey...... Don't ask, just ...... I also do what I am told. "Understood." After a while, Wang Fa replied lightly.　　In the blink of an eye, more and more students walked through the door.　　They saw the paper and books all over the floor, and after listening to the conversation, they probably understood what was going on. They didn't make a noise for the first time, but bent down and cleaned up the things that covered the entire corridor.　　For a while, the corridor was unusually quiet. The sound of neighbors stir-frying and the laughter of children's cartoons on the TV can be heard clearly.　　Lin Wanxing's cardboard box contains a lot of things, probably including all the precious memories of her entire college career.　　It contains her Chinese and English textbooks, her lecture notes, her printed papers, and the research she has done.　　She has beautiful handwriting and is serious and meticulous.　　Watching Lin Wanxing's awards in college fall to the ground, they clearly realized how good Lin Wanxing was than countless times before.　　However, it is ironic that an outstanding student like Lin Wanxing sealed her entire college career. She threw these things in the corner at random, as a coffee table for miscellaneous items, if it weren't for this transportation accident, this box would probably not be opened again by Lin Wanxing in her life.　　Wang Fa is sure of this.　　In the corridor, the paper and books were cleaned up little by little, revealing the original concrete steps.　　Several photographs are revealed that are pressed to the bottom.　　Wang Fa picked up the photo and was suddenly stunned.　　There were a few film photos of Lin Wanxing, both of herself and of her classmates.　　In the photo, the girl leans over to the camera, she is wearing a bright T-shirt and a short skirt of the college, revealing a shallow white waist, clear and charming eyes, and a bright smile.　　Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is like a light suddenly shining in, Wang Fa has never seen Lin Wanxing so lively and happy.　　He searched his stomach and kept reminiscing.　　Obviously, they have won so many games, and there are many moments full of laughter together, and Lin Wanxing always has a smile on her face.　　But no matter which time, he never saw Lin Wanxing so relaxed and casual.　　Wang Fa held the photo, his fingers a little white.　　It was then that he had some concrete feelings. The current Lin Wanxing and the former Lin Wanxing are almost completely two people.　　No matter how relaxed she is, she always lives in a haze and does not see the light of day.　　Obviously, the things in the corridor have been completely emptied, but the air is gradually suffocating.　　The courier picked up the new cardboard box.　　Wang Fa and all the players stood by.　　They looked at Lin Wanxing's books, books, and reports, which were put into new boxes one after another.　　The carton closes, the tape is torn apart, and it is wrapped around the box. In the moonlight, the tape reflected a bleak light.　　For a moment, Wang Fa felt that the burial included not Lin Wanxing's college life, but the whole of her entire life.　　But he didn't know what was going on at all, so he could only stand here stupidly, holding Lin Wanxing's former photo, and watch the box slowly leave.　　Breathing heavily, the stairway back to the rooftop was extraordinarily long.　　After a fierce game and a long day of travel, the students are walking slowly and step by step on the steps.　　1st, 2nd, 3rd floor...... 　　When they reached the iron gate on the rooftop of the building, the queue was blocked.　　The corridor is dim and there is no light.　　Lin Lu walked in the forefront, he stood in front of the iron gate without any movement, and there was no one behind him to urge.　　It was silent for a long time.　　"Why is that?" Finally, Lin Lu couldn't help but look back at everyone behind him, his tone was full of confusion.　　I don't know who sat down first, everyone else followed and sat down on the stairs, and no one wanted to go back at all.　　Wang Fa knows the mood of the players very well.　　It seems that when they push the door back to the rooftop, they have to completely admit the fact that Lin Wanxing has found someone to pack up and move away completely.　　At least now, it must be cold behind the door, and no one wants to face the darkness and hollowness of the rooftop at this moment.　　Wang Fa looked down at the photo in his hand, trying to find clues from it to explain Lin Wanxing's behavior.　　The breath was heavy in the air, and the silence continued for a long time.　　Qin Ao couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and dialed Lin Wanxing.　　But there was no sound on the other end except for a long waiting sound.　　Again and again, Qin Ao persevered in dialing out the phone, but heard again and again the mechanical female voice who failed to make the last call.　　"Stop fighting." 　　Finally, Fu Xinshu's bitter voice sounded.　　"What the hell is going on!?" Qin Ao said indignantly.　　"Why did you just leave?" 　　"You don't want us like that?" 　　The sound of small and messy discussions gradually sounded in the hallway.　　It was almost an extremely humorous scene.　　Whenever they spoke, the hallway sensor lights would turn on, illuminating the bewildered and helpless faces, and after silence, the lights would go out again.　　"Why are you gone like this, it's not like her anymore." Feng Suo rubbed his hair vigorously, and said what was in his heart without saying anything.　　"Why not like her?" Wang Fa put away the photo and looked back at his players.　　"I just think...... Walking a little irresponsible, our teachers have always been very responsible. "She is a firm believer in human independence, and the most responsible thing for you is that she has always tried to teach you. You should be well aware that you are all isolated from each other and that no one is responsible for anyone else's life. This was a very cruel sentence, and when he said it, Wang Fa felt that it might be his relief to himself.　　The players were quiet again, and the lights in the hallway were just as softly extinguished.　　I don't know who sighed, and the lights came back on.　　This time the light was a dim goose yellow, like a layer of fog that spread upward, and everything seemed hazy and unknown.　　Looking up at the ceiling, it turned out that it wasn't the lamp on their floor.　　Someone bypassed the stairs and appeared in front of them, a uniformed delivery boy.　　"Uh......" The little brother raised his cap, and was also stunned when he saw the stairwell full of people.　　"You ......" he took out a courier document from his pocket, looked at the name of the recipient on it again, and asked, "Are you the football team of Hongjing No. 8 High School?" ”

第115章 任务 　　快递小哥其实有点奇怪， 为什么给高中足球队的文件要寄到居民区？ 　　不过他只是来送快递的。 　　他看了一眼面前坐在楼梯上的高中生，对面还处于震惊状态，于是他又问了一遍：“快递是送到楼顶天台的， 是你们不？” 　　这下， 眼前的高中生们才如梦初醒：“是我们、是我们。” 　　坐在最前面的小伙子站起来，签收了快件。 　　快递小哥哼着小曲子，很快离开。 　　学生们拿着刚收到的快递，这下彻底坐不住了。 　　他们甚至来不及推开天台门回去，就在这么站在楼梯口，拆开了文件袋向内张望。 　　里面只有一张纸， 红底黑字，像奖状一样。 　　恭喜宏景八中足球队完成重新组队任务、成功闯入青超联赛淘汰赛阶段，以下为奖品清单： 　　1.现金奖励5000元 　　2.乐高任选总额5000元 　　3.Ps4一台 　　4.新款球鞋3双 　　5.手机一台 　　…… 　　…… 　　11.笔记本一台 　　清单上罗列的整整11件诱人奖品， 每件市值估计在5000元左右。清单最后， 还有个“领奖电话”。 　　简直天降横财， 学生们瞬间情绪高涨，对着清单中11件奖品狂流口水。 　　这些东西对王法并没有吸引力， 他只是站在一旁，安静地翻看快递袋。但确实，除了《奖品清单》外，再没有任何有价值的线索。 　　学生们兴奋了一阵， 又冷静下来。大概这个年纪的孩子已经不太相信“天上掉馅饼”这种好事。 　　“这……谁寄来的？”俞明率先问道。 　　此言一出，学生们你看我我看你，他们心中的猜想不断往外冒，但又不敢直接说出口。 　　“不会是我们老师吧？”郑飞扬心直口快。 　　不光郑飞扬这么想， 其他学生也有些怀疑。因为这很像是林晚星完成了送他们小组赛出线的任务， 所以走之前给他们留点东西以资鼓励。 　　“她会突然这么大方， 这算什么？” 　　“让我们分遗产？”俞明突然说道。 　　此言一出，他立刻被周围其他人痛殴。 　　他自己也边“呸呸呸”边求饶：“别打了别打了，错了错了。我开玩笑的。” 　　“应该不是她。”王法缓缓开口。 　　学生们听到教练的话，跟着重新看了一遍手上的奖品清单。 　　确实。 　　‘恭喜宏景八中足球队完成重新组队任务’，这一点也不像林晚星会说出来的话。 　　毕竟她自己也是那个莫名其妙被安排来带队的人，为什么要恭喜这件事。 　　“而且，我们老师不可能这么大方！”林鹿认真研判。 　　听见这话，学生们纷纷认可：“有道理啊。” 　　“那到底是谁？” 　　类似的形式、同样的神神秘秘，这种情况他们明明已经经历过很多次了。 　　他们先联想到林晚星，纯粹是因为她喊人来搬东西这事离得太近。 　　“不会又是……‘神秘人’吧！”冯锁近乎不可置信地喊出了声。 　　学生们早就推测过。 　　一直关心他们、想要撮合他们重新踢球的那个“神秘人”是蒋教练。 　　如果是蒋教练来奖励他们完成组队任务、挺进淘汰赛，就很合理了。 　　唯一的问题是这也太大手笔了！ 　　震惊地、欣喜地、怀疑地、不确定地。 　　猜测无用，学生们怀揣着各种复杂心情，推开天台门，围绕长桌坐下。 　　清单传了一圈，最后由付新书拿着手机，拨通了上面留下的电话。 　　心跳得飞快。 　　按下免提键，电话那头几乎是瞬间接通。 　　餐桌周围所有人都是一震，只有王法轻轻靠上椅背，抱臂观看。 　　“喂喂！”俞明抢先打了个招呼。 　　就在这时，手机中传出了机械女声的对答：“喂，您好，这里是兑奖中心。恭喜宏景八中足球队完成重新组队任务、成功闯入青超联赛淘汰赛阶段，以下为奖品清单” 　　电话里的机械女声，又甜美地重复了一遍清单上的内容，这显然是预录制好的内容。 　　拨通电话前，大家其实很紧张，想着终于要和一直以来帮助他们的“神秘人”交流。现在变成机械电子音，大家又变得摸不着头脑。 　　一件又一件。 　　夜风里，身旁林晚星的房间一片漆黑。 　　学生们听着那么多昂贵的礼物，始终有很多不真实感。 　　他们谁也没有说话。 　　直到 　　“以上为奖品清单，选择接受奖励请按‘1’，‘放弃奖励按‘2’。放弃当前奖励，将被视为接受新任务。”电话里声音甜美的电子音这样播报道，学生们愣了一下，才齐刷刷看向付新书摆在餐桌中央的手机。 　　“什么意思？” 　　“放弃奖励……新任务是什么？” 　　“快快，那现在按1还是按2？” 　　“按、挂、断。”祁亮智慧的声音响起。 　　付新书这才反应过来，手忙脚乱先把电话挂了。 　　在学生们吵吵闹闹时，王法从头到尾都安静旁观。 　　学生们挂断电话，不约而同看向他们的教练。 　　“我们现在要怎么办？” 　　“这不是很简单的二选一问题？选择接受礼物，还是接受新任务的挑战。” 　　“‘新任务’？”学生们一头雾水，完全摸不着头脑，“那‘老任务’是什么？” 　　“很显然，是重新组队，冲出小组赛。”祁亮说。 　　“那……”大家面面相觑，“新任务难道是夺冠？夺冠以后会有更多更好的奖品？” 　　“哈哈，有可能。”祁亮冷笑，“想得真美。” 　　“这不是我们想得美不美啊，这不是合理推论嘛。” 　　“也有可能就是耍我们玩，让我们做一件根本做不到的事情。” 　　“不至于吧，蒋教练不会这样的。” 　　从文成业收到CD后，大家基本都确认了，一直以来给他们送线索促成他们重新在一起踢球的人是他们以前的蒋教练。 　　如果是他的话，应该还是会布置一些有挑战性、但对他们来说能做到的事情。 　　他们重新看向桌上的清单，那些诱人的奖品，他们从未拥有过的东西，是蒋教练的话，一定会如约兑付给他们。 　　他们真的要放弃这些，去接受未知的挑战？ 　　“投票吧。” 　　天台的夜灯下，付新书抬起头，对所有人这么说道。 　　投票为不记名形式，一般他们要决定什么大事时，都会这么做。 　　裁好的11张纸片很快分发下去。 　　选择接受奖励填“1”，选择接受任务填“2”。 　　秦敖：“我刚都差点把我手机卡拔出来插进新手机了。” 　　陈江河：“那是我的新手机。” 　　他们一边嘴上这么说，一边很快写好了答案。 　　一共11张投票： 　　“1”3张。 　　“2”8张。 　　根据少数服从多数原则，他们选择了放弃唾手可得的高额奖品，接受未知挑战。 　　毕竟 　　“真的很想知道新任务是什么！”林鹿这样说。 　　付新书重新拨通录音电话，甜美的机械电子音再度响起。没有再听前半段冗长清单，付新书很干脆地直接按了“2”。 　　一开始的，电话那头没什么反应。 　　随后是“嘟”的一声轻响。 　　“请下楼接收传真，如未设定自动接受，请按‘开始’键打印。” 　　这下又陷入知识盲区。 　　“传真是什么东西？” 　　“传真机，我们有那东西？” 　　王法推开椅子，率先下楼。 　　他走得很快，近乎于跑，学生们反应过来，跟着冲下楼。 　　一把推开元元补习班小仓库的门，他们复印考卷的传真复印一体机果然已经亮起。 　　王法快步过去，按下“开始”键。 　　响亮的“滴”声后，打印机运转起来，油墨味轻轻飘散，一张纸被缓缓吐出。 　　上面是一首诗 　　Life 　　If I can stop one heart from breaking， 　　I shall not live in vain; 　　If I can ease one life the aching， 　　Or cool one pain， 　　Or help one fainting robin 　　Unto his nest again， 　　I shall not live in vain. 　　我若能拯救一颗濒临破碎的心， 　　我将没有虚度此生； 　　我若能抚慰一个生命的创伤， 　　或者平息一个人的悲伤 　　或帮助一只虚弱的知更鸟， 　　回到他的小巢， 　　我将没有虚度此生。 　　全新任务：拯救一颗失落的☆。
Chapter 115 Quest The courier brother is actually a bit strange, why do the documents for the high school football team have to be sent to residential areas?　　But he's only here to deliver a courier.　　He glanced at the high school student sitting on the stairs in front of him, who was still in a state of shock, so he asked again: "The courier was delivered to the roof of the building, are you not?" At this moment, the high school students in front of them woke up like a dream: "It's us, it's us." The young man sitting at the front stood up and signed for the shipment.　　The courier guy hummed a little tune and left quickly.　　The students were holding the courier they had just received, and they couldn't sit still.　　They didn't even have time to push open the rooftop door to go back, so they just stood at the top of the stairs, opened the file bag and looked inside.　　There's just a piece of paper in it, black on a red background, like a certificate.　　Congratulations to the football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School for completing the task of reforming the team and successfully breaking into the knockout stage of the Youth Super League, the following is the list of prizes: 1. Cash prize of 5,000 yuan 2. Lego optional total of 5,000 yuan 3.PS4 4.3 pairs of new sneakers 5.A mobile phone ...... ...... 　　11. A notebook The entire 11 attractive prizes listed on the list, each with an estimated market value of about 5,000 yuan. At the end of the list, there's a "prize call".　　It was a windfall, and the students were instantly emotionally uplifted, drooling over the 11 prizes on the list.　　These things didn't appeal to Wang Fa, he just stood aside and quietly looked through the courier bag. But it is true that there are no more valuable clues other than the List of Prizes.　　The students were excited for a while, and then calmed down. Probably children at this age don't believe in such good things as "pie in the sky".　　"This ...... Who sent it? Yu Ming took the lead in asking.　　As soon as these words came out, the students, you look at me, I look at you, and the conjectures in their hearts kept popping up, but they didn't dare to say it directly.　　"It can't be our teacher, right?" Zheng Feiyang's heart is straightforward and fast-talking.　　Not only did Zheng Feiyang think so, but the other students were also a little skeptical. Because it is very similar to Lin Wanxing completing the task of sending them out of the group stage, so leave them something to encourage them before leaving.　　"She's going to be so generous all of a sudden, what's that?" 　　"Let's divide the inheritance?" Yu Ming said suddenly.　　As soon as he said this, he was immediately beaten by the others around him.　　He himself begged for mercy while "baba I'm kidding. "It shouldn't be her." Wang Fa spoke slowly.　　When the students heard the coach's words, they revisited the list of prizes in their hands.　　Truly.　　'Congratulations to the football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School for completing the task of regrouping', this is not like what Lin Wanxing would say.　　After all, she herself is the one who was inexplicably arranged to lead the team, why should she congratulate on this.　　"Moreover, our teacher can't be so generous!" Lin Lu carefully studied and judged.　　Hearing this, the students agreed: "It makes sense." "Who the hell is that?" 　　Similar forms, the same mysteries, they have obviously experienced this situation many times.　　They first thought of Lin Wanxing, purely because she called someone to move things too closely.　　"It won't be ...... 'mystery man' again!" Feng Suo shouted in disbelief.　　The students have long speculated.　　The "mysterious man" who has always cared about them and wants to match them to play football again is Coach Jiang.　　If it was Coach Jiang to reward them for completing the team task and advancing to the knockout round, it would be very reasonable.　　The only problem is that it's too much of a penny!　　Shocked, delighted, skeptical, uncertain.　　Guessing was useless, and the students, with all sorts of mixed feelings, pushed open the rooftop door and sat down around the long table.　　The list was passed around, and finally Fu Xinshu took the mobile phone and dialed the phone left on it.　　My heart was beating fast.　　Press the hands-free button, and the phone on the other end is connected almost instantaneously.　　Everyone around the table was shocked, only Wang Fa gently leaned back in the chair and crossed his arms to watch.　　"Hey, hey!" Yu Ming was the first to say hello.　　At this moment, a mechanical female voice came out of the mobile phone: "Hey, hello, this is the prize redemption center." Congratulations to the football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School for completing the task of reforming the team and successfully breaking into the knockout stage of the Youth Super League, the following is the list of prizes" The mechanical female voice on the phone sweetly repeated the content on the list, which was obviously pre-recorded.　　Before dialing the phone, everyone was actually very nervous, thinking that they would finally have to communicate with the "mystery person" who had been helping them all along. Now it's a mechanical and electronic sound, and everyone is confused again.　　One after another.　　In the night wind, Lin Wanxing's room beside him was pitch black.　　There is always a lot of unreality when students listen to so many expensive gifts.　　None of them spoke.　　Until "The above is the list of prizes, please press '1' if you choose to accept the reward and press '2' if you choose to give up the reward." Surrendering the current reward will be considered as accepting the new mission. The students were stunned for a moment before they looked at Fu Xinshu's mobile phone in the center of the dining table.　　"What do you mean?" 　　"Forfeit Reward...... What is the new mission? "Quick, now press 1 or press 2?" 　　"Press, hang, break." Qi Liang's voice of wisdom sounded.　　Fu Xinshu reacted at this time, and hung up the phone first in a hurry.　　When the students were noisy, Wang Fa watched quietly from beginning to end.　　The students hung up and looked at their instructors.　　"What are we going to do now?" 　　"Isn't it a simple either/or question? Choose whether to accept a gift or take on the challenge of a new mission. "'New Mission'?" The students were confused and completely confused, "What is that 'old mission'?" "Obviously, it's about regrouping and getting out of the group stage." Qi Liang said.　　"Then ......," everyone looked at each other, "is the new task to win the championship?" Will there be more and better prizes after winning the championship? "Haha, it's possible." Qi Liang sneered, "It's so beautiful." "It's not that we think it's beautiful or not, it's not a reasonable inference." 　　"Or maybe it's just playing with us and making us do something we can't do at all." 　　"No, Coach Jiang won't be like this." 　　After Wen Chengye received the CD, everyone basically confirmed that the person who had been sending them clues to help them play together again was their former Coach Jiang.　　If it were him, he would still be assigned something that is challenging, but achievable for them.　　They looked back at the list on the table, those tempting prizes, things they had never had, if it was Coach Jiang, they would definitely pay them as promised.　　Do they really have to give up on these things and accept unknown challenges?　　"Let's vote." 　　Under the night light on the rooftop, Fu Xinshu raised his head and said to everyone.　　Voting is by secret ballot, and they usually do it when they want to decide something.　　The 11 pieces of paper were quickly distributed.　　Select "1" for Accept Reward, and "2" for Accept Task.　　Qin Ao: "I almost pulled out my mobile phone card and inserted it into a new mobile phone." Chen Jianghe: "That's my new phone." As they said that, they quickly wrote their answers.　　A total of 11 votes: "1" 3 votes.　　"2" 8 sheets.　　Based on the principle of the minority obeying the majority, they chose to forgo the high-hanging fruit and accept the unknown challenge.　　After all, "really want to know what the new mission is!" Lin Lu said.　　Fu Xinshu re-dialed the recording phone, and the sweet mechanical and electronic sound sounded again. Without listening to the lengthy list in the first half, Fu Xinshu simply pressed "2".　　At first, there was no response on the other end of the phone.　　This was followed by a soft "beep".　　"Please go downstairs to receive the fax, if you don't have automatic acceptance, press the 'start' button to print." 　　Now it falls into a knowledge blind spot.　　"What is a fax?" 　　"Fax machine, we have that thing?" 　　Wang Fa pushed away the chair and took the lead downstairs.　　He walked so fast that he almost ran, and the students reacted and rushed downstairs.　　As soon as they pushed open the door of the small warehouse of the Yuanyuan cram school, the fax and photocopier they used to copy the exam papers was indeed lit up.　　Wang Fa walked over quickly and pressed the "Start" button.　　After a loud "drip" sound, the printer is running, the smell of ink gently wafts away, and a piece of paper is slowly spit out.　　Above is a poem Life If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; 　　If I can ease one life the aching，　　Or cool one pain，　　Or help one fainting robin 　　Unto his nest again，　　I shall not live in vain. 　　If I could save a heart that was on the verge of breaking, I would not have wasted this life;　　If I could soothe the wounds of a life, or calm a man's sorrow, or help a weak robin to return to his nest, I would not have wasted my life.　　New Mission: Save a Lost ☆.

第116章 线索 　　诗是手写的， 上半部分是优美的英文流花体，下半部分是清秀的楷体。 　　刚才捡东西的时候，学生们见过太多这样的手写字， 所以第一眼就认出来林晚星的笔迹。 　　大家一开始都有些激动。 　　可读到最后那句话后， 就没有人能笑得出来了。 　　仔细看，传真纸上那首诗外圈有浅色阴影图块。似乎是不是林晚星写在对面那张纸上，而是写在其他东西上后被翻印过来的。 　　并且，诗下面那个很中二任务，字体也明显和林晚星不同。 　　所以，应该其他什么人， 写下的最后这句拯救一颗失落的☆。 　　他们认识的☆，只有那一颗。 　　“是有人，要我们拯救老师吗？”智会破天荒很不冷静地问道。 　　艾米莉·狄金森， 二十世纪美国著名诗人。 　　她从二十五岁开始拒绝社交， 居于老宅， 半生闭门不出，在宁静与孤独中写诗三十年。 　　她生前只有几首诗歌发表， 直到去世后，她的妹妹才从一个铁箱中，发现了姐姐所写的1000多首诗歌。至此，那些精妙绝伦的作品， 才得以广为流传，并深深影响了整个美洲大陆。 　　以上，是学生们搜索传真上那首诗作时，得到的全部作者信息。 　　那是一个有自己独立精神世界和灵魂世界的女性， 林晚星应该喜欢这首诗， 才会将之抄录下来。 　　但 　　“老师怎么失落了？” 　　“到底什么意思？” 　　“拯救”和“失落”两个字， 很明显寓意不佳，林晚星应该是遇到了难以解决的困难。 　　可对学生们来讲，他们根本不知道发生了什么！ 　　所有人里，或许只有王法能感受到林晚星曾经的黑暗和孤独。 　　她曾坦诚自己的自杀倾向，但那具体是什么，林晚星从未给他了解的机会。 　　强行撕破隐私的方式王法能做，但那始终太不尊重林晚星，而传真上的内容又显得迫在眉睫。 　　“先网上查一下。”最终，他选择了一个最恰当的切入方式。 　　“啊偷偷查老师，感觉不好吧？” 　　“在网上就能看到的东西，怎么叫偷偷？”祁亮很快反应过来。 　　在这点上，得谢谢林晚星自己把学生们教得很好。他们动手能力很强，也很有行动力。 　　祁亮直接点亮补习班小仓库的那台电脑，打开百度，输入“林晚星”三个字。 　　很快，页面出现了大量和“林晚星”相关的搜索结果。 　　林晚星马威全文免费阅读无弹窗大结局 　　林晚星甜 　　林晚星姓名测试打分—五行查询-三才五格吉凶 　　“马威是谁？”冯锁看了眼搜索结果，立刻问王法，“老师怎么和他亲上了。” 　　“那是小说盗文网站。”祁亮无语地点向第二页。 　　第二页的内容，和第一页大差不差。 　　“林晚星”这个名字有点红，三本不同类型的网络小说里，都有这么个女性角色。搜索出来的网页中，全是她和别人卿卿我我的剧情。 　　最后，连祁亮都看不下去了。 　　他直接点了个×，重新点开百度。 　　“搜‘永川大学 林晚星’。”王法沉思片刻，这么说道。 　　缩小范围当然是一个常用的搜索方式。但对王法来讲，他只是突然想起在永川的东明湖畔，林晚星遇到曾经师长时的失态。那种反应近乎于情绪失控，虽然林晚星控制得很好，但王法能感受到她的应激创伤。 　　电脑网页中，范围缩小后，确实出现了很多和林晚星本人相关的信息。有她发表的论文、她高考状元的新闻，甚至还有一些永川大学官网喜报。 　　一句话总结，林晚星确实优秀。 　　既然林晚星这么厉害，为什么最后跑来体育器材室看器材，大家就更好奇了。 　　学生们更换搜索词，干脆搜起了“永川大学 心理学”。 　　这一搜不要紧，出来的全是各种各样的凶杀消息。 　　这个学校的犯罪心理学全国顶尖，犯罪率也同样奇高无比。近期就发生了什么学校湖边树下挖出三具尸体这种恐怖事情。 　　有位和林晚星同姓的犯罪心理学家经常出现在消息中，不过是位男生。 　　学生们都自然过滤了这个消息。 　　“往前翻半年。”王法想了下，发现问题所在。林晚星如果在大学里出过事，那时间应该再往前一些。 　　可之前的永川大学……也……一点也不太平。 　　小型火灾、学生自残、教授自杀、职场侵害、药物事故……当然其中大部分也不是具体发生在心理系。 　　不过大学本身就有小镇规模、数万人口，发生过的各类社会事件足以令人眼花缭乱。或许林晚星的故事也混合在这些事故中，但相关讨论大多隐去人名，所以他们根本无从入手。 　　大家孜孜不倦，查了很久很久。祁亮早就忍不住揉眼睛，郑飞扬累得蹲在地上翻手机，付新书还在坚持，但脸色苍白。 　　“关了吧。”最终，王法如此说道。 　　网络调查注定进展甚微。许多更深层的内容不会被搜索引擎抓取，他们不是黑客，没办法用灰色手段进行调查。 　　更何况就算有，也难以把握其中道德尺度，太不尊重本人。 　　房间再度陷入静默，空间中只有那台老旧电脑散发着轻微的机械声。 　　“那我们现在怎么办？”郑飞扬有些气馁地说道，“为什么蒋教练不直接告诉我们？” 　　根据文成业收到的CD，大家早认“神秘人”是蒋教练，那么 　　“你们已经没有蒋教练联系方式了？”王法思考后问。 　　“我们后来还去过他家，房子都卖了。”学生们突然喊道，“我靠，是不是有外星人盯上我们了，蒋教练说走就走，那女人也是！” 　　“钱老师呢？”王法忽然问。 　　《免费借球100次卡》《奇怪的烟盒》《藏宝地图》《馅饼外卖单》《CD》…… 　　林晚星曾推测，一直引导她和学生们认识的人是钱老师。 　　毕竟能留下这些线索的人，不仅需要了解学生们的动态，还得在恰当时机巧妙送出线索。 　　肯定得是学校里的老师或工作人员。 　　就算幕后的“神秘人”是蒋教练，他也还是需要一个同伙的，这个同伙是钱老师的可能非常大。 　　如果他们现在找不到蒋教练，还找不到钱老师不成？
Chapter 116 Clues The poem is handwritten, the upper part is in beautiful English streamer style, and the lower part is in beautiful italics.　　When they were picking up things just now, the students had seen too many such handwritings, so they recognized Lin Wanxing's handwriting at first glance.　　Everyone was a little excited at first.　　But after reading the last sentence, no one can laugh.　　If you look closely, you can see that the poem on the fax paper has a light-colored shaded tile on the outer circle. It seems that Lin Wanxing was not written on the opposite piece of paper, but was reprinted after writing on something else.　　Moreover, the font under the poem is obviously different from Lin Wanxing.　　So, someone else, write the last sentence to save a lost ☆.　　The only one they know is that one.　　"Is it someone who wants us to save the teacher?" Zhihui asked uncoolly.　　Emily Dickinson was a famous American poet of the 20th century.　　She began to refuse to socialize at the age of twenty-five, lived in an old house, and spent half her life in seclusion, writing poetry in peace and loneliness for thirty years.　　She published only a few poems during her lifetime, and it was not until after her death that her sister found more than 1,000 poems written by her sister from an iron box. It was only then that these exquisite works were widely circulated and had a profound impact on the entire American continent.　　This is all the information about the author that students get when they search for the poem on the fax.　　It was a woman with her own independent spiritual world and soul world, and Lin Wanxing should have liked this poem, so she would have transcribed it.　　But "How is the teacher lost?" 　　"What the hell do you mean?" 　　The words "rescue" and "loss" obviously have a bad meaning, and Lin Wanxing should have encountered difficulties that are difficult to solve.　　But to the students, they had no idea what was going on!　　Among all of them, perhaps only Wang Fa can feel the darkness and loneliness of Lin Wanxing.　　She once confessed her suicidal tendencies, but what it was, Lin Wanxing never gave him a chance to understand.　　The way to forcibly tear up privacy Wang Fa can do, but it is always too disrespectful to Lin Wanxing, and the content on the fax is imminent.　　"Let's look it up online first." In the end, he chose the most appropriate way to cut in.　　"Ah, secretly check the teacher, don't you feel right?" 　　"What you can see on the Internet, how can you call it secret?" Qi Liang reacted quickly.　　In this regard, I have to thank Lin Wanxing for teaching the students well. They are very hands-on and action-oriented.　　Qi Liang directly lit up the computer in the small warehouse of the cram school, opened Baidu, and typed in the words "Lin Wanxing".　　Soon, a large number of search results related to "Lin Wanxing" appeared on the page.　　Lin Wanxing Ma Wei full text free reading no pop-up window finale Lin Wanxing sweet Lin Wanxing's name test scoring - five elements query - three talents and five grids "Who is Ma Wei?" Feng Suo glanced at the search results and immediately asked Wang Fa, "Why did the teacher kiss him?" "That's a fiction piracy site." Qi Liang nodded speechlessly to the second page.　　The content of the second page is very similar to the first page.　　The name "Lin Wanxing" is a bit popular, and there is such a female character in three different types of online novels. The web page that was searched out was full of plots about her and others.　　In the end, even Qi Liang couldn't stand it anymore.　　He directly clicked on the × and reopened Baidu.　　"Search for 'Yongchuan University Lin Wanxing'." Wang Fa pondered for a moment and said.　　Narrowing down is certainly a common way to search. But for Wang Fa, he just suddenly remembered that on the shore of Dongming Lake in Yongchuan, Lin Wanxing was in a gaffe when he met his former teacher. That reaction was almost emotionally out of control, and although Lin Wanxing controlled it well, Wang Fa could feel her stress trauma.　　In the computer web page, after the scope was narrowed, a lot of information related to Lin Wanxing himself did appear. There are papers published by her, news of her top prize in the college entrance examination, and even some good news on the official website of Yongchuan University.　　In a word, Lin Wanxing is indeed excellent.　　Since Lin Wanxing is so powerful, why did she come to the sports equipment room to look at the equipment in the end, everyone is even more curious.　　The students changed their search terms and simply searched for "Yongchuan University Psychology".　　It doesn't matter if you search for it, all the news that comes out is all kinds of murder news.　　The school's criminal psychology is one of the best in the country, and the crime rate is also incredibly high. Recently, there was a horrific thing like three corpses being dug up under a tree by a lake in a school.　　There is a criminal psychologist with the same surname as Lin Wanxing who often appears in the news, but he is a boy.　　The students all naturally filtered the news.　　"Half a year forward." Wang Fa thought about it for a while and found the problem. If Lin Wanxing had an accident in college, the time should go back a little further.　　Can be before Yongcheon University...... Also...... It's not peaceful at all.　　Minor fires, student self-harm, professor suicide, workplace abuse, drug accidents, ...... Of course, most of them don't happen in the Department of Psychology.　　However, the university itself is the size of a small town, with a population of tens of thousands, and the various social events that have occurred are enough to dazzle. Perhaps Lin Wanxing's story is also mixed in these accidents, but most of the relevant discussions have anonymized names, so they have no way to start.　　Everyone worked tirelessly and checked for a long, long time. Qi Liang couldn't help but rub his eyes for a long time, Zheng Feiyang was so tired that he squatted on the ground and flipped through his phone, Fu Xinshu was still insisting, but his face was pale.　　"Turn it off." Eventually, Wang Fa said.　　The online investigation is doomed to make little progress.A lot of the deeper content won't be crawled by search engines, they're not hackers, and there's no way to investigate it with gray means.　　What's more, even if there is, it is difficult to grasp the moral scale, and it is too disrespectful to me.　　The room fell silent again, except for the faint mechanical sound of the old computer.　　"So what do we do now?" Zheng Feiyang said a little discouraged, "Why didn't Coach Jiang tell us directly?" According to the CD received by Wen Chengye, everyone has long thought that the "mysterious man" is Coach Jiang, so "You don't have Coach Jiang's contact information anymore?" Wang Fa asked after thinking.　　"We went to his house later, and the house was sold." The students suddenly shouted, "Damn, is there an alien eyeing us, Coach Jiang said to go, and so does the woman!" "Where's Mr. Qian?" Wang Fa suddenly asked.　　"Free Ball Borrowing 100 Cards", "Strange Cigarette Case", "Treasure Map", "Pie Takeout Order", "CD", ...... 　　Lin Wanxing once speculated that the person who had been guiding her to meet the students was Teacher Qian.　　After all, the person who can leave these clues not only needs to understand the dynamics of the students, but also to send the clues skillfully at the right time.　　It must be a teacher or staff member at the school.　　Even if the "mysterious person" behind the scenes is Coach Jiang, he still needs an accomplice, and it is very likely that this accomplice is Teacher Qian.　　If they can't find Coach Jiang now, they can't find Teacher Qian?

第117章 旧事 　　“老师， 不要狡辩，我们知道‘凶手’就是你！” 　　宏景八中职工家属楼。 　　天刚亮，钱建军就被屋外的敲门声吵醒。 　　手机上有不少陌生未接来电， 钱建军拳击选手出身， 本身微胖，倒也不怕寻仇。他打着哈欠开门，瞬间就被门口的阵仗吓醒。 　　11个身材健硕、气质阴沉的高中足球队球员，外加一个脸色冷若冰霜的足球教练。 　　他还没来得及开口，小伙子们就你一言我一语，自顾自说了起来。 　　钱建军已做好准备， 他知道球队的学生们总有一天会来找他。可当他听到“快递”和“传真”的时候，还是眯起眼睛、皱起眉头，不明白到底发生了什么。 　　学生们讲完最后那句总结陈词。 　　钱建军沉思片刻：“你们说收到了新的快递， 还有传真？” 　　学生们像早已做好拷打他的准备， 直接从文件袋里掏出两张纸放到他手上：“你别搞这些神神秘秘的东西了， 快告诉我们，林老师究竟出了什么事！” 　　钱建军缓缓看完两张纸上的内容， 思考了一段时间，最后说：“我不知道这是怎么一回事。” 　　“老师你还装呢！” 　　学生们边说，边把文件袋举高，一件件给他展示里面花花绿绿的手工品：“这填字游戏难道不是你做的， 我们老师说就是你！” 　　虽然也就半年多前的事情，但看到学生们再次拿出那些东西，他竟有些感慨。 　　“这些是我弄的，哦， 不止是我。”他承认。 　　“还有蒋教练， 我们知道是你们合伙！” 　　听到那个名字， 钱建军终于抬起头。他的目光深深地看着他们每个人。 　　和半年前比，这些学生皮肤变得黝黑、身材则更紧实，甚至他们眼神里有种不达目的誓不罢休的坚毅。 　　种种情绪混杂，过了一会儿，钱建军才再次下定决心开口：“你们想知道，这里究竟怎么一回事？” 　　“对啊！”学生们几乎异口同声。 　　过了一会儿，他才缓缓开口：“那跟我去个地方吧。” 　　清明前后，凤凰山附近总烟雾缭绕。有祭扫的烟火，也有春日的山岚。 　　钱建军带着学生们走下公交车，清风拂面，漫山松柏摇曳。 　　看着眼前的陵园，学生们已有预感。 　　他们全部安静下来，跟着钱老师，缓缓爬上山路。 　　钱建军带着学生们拾级而上，边娓娓道来。 　　他和蒋教练的故事并不复杂，学生们也知道大部分。 　　当年国家大搞青少年足球教育，正好市里有支青少年球队还挺亮眼。老校长就和对方教练协议特招。宏景八中多了支足球队，而那支球队的教练蒋雷，也入职体育组，成了他们的同事。 　　学生们的高一那年，球队还有正常训练，有比赛踢。 　　但高一下学期，蒋教练就离开了。 　　远近石碑漫山遍野，松针铺满了整条石板路。 　　此情此景，学生们早已反应过来。 　　“他没有去永川搞青训，他骗我们？”林鹿不可置信地问道。 　　“他是去了永川，但不是去搞青训。那年学校职工体检，他被查出了肺癌，已经是晚期了。他儿子在永川，把他接走治病了。”钱建军徐徐说道。 　　钱建军看了眼路牌，向左手边岔路走去。 　　学生们则僵立原地。 　　虽然走到这里，他们都早有预感。 　　可这种残酷的生离死别发生在自己身上，他们还是有种不真实感。 　　山野间漫起薄雾。 　　钱老师只是向前走着，并没有回头。 　　王法拍了拍学生们的肩，示意他们跟上。 　　秦敖才如梦初醒：“那他为什么不告诉我们？” 　　钱老师在一处墓碑前停下脚步。 　　男生们跟了过去，墓地左右是两株冠盖繁茂的马尾松，笼罩出一个静谧清凉的小世界。 　　“之前我也不能理解。不过我们这代人，可能总有点奇怪的“为孩子好”的心态。”钱老师蹲了下来，轻轻掸去墓板上面厚实的松针，“蒋雷大概就是想你们高高兴兴踢球，别踢个比赛都是‘教练要死了，我们要为教练赢比赛’，他说他觉得那样显得他很可怜。” 　　“可他明明跟我们说，他是去永川搞青训的。”俞明声音茫然，像簌簌而下的灰。 　　对男生们来讲，他们一直对蒋教练心情复杂。从内心深处，他们觉得被抛弃了。但这个年纪的男生，既要强又叛逆，嘴上绝不会承认这些。 　　“他还说，只要我们好好训练，他在永川青训队伍里站稳脚跟，我们就能去大城市继续跟他踢球。”郑飞扬安静地说道。 　　但眼前墓碑异常真实。 　　【一生心性厚百世子孙贤】 　　【蒋雷之墓】 　　墓碑左右是幅挽联，中间则是人名。 　　蒋教练微笑着的照片贴在正中。 　　学生们这才明白，最后这句话与其是对他们的许诺，不如讲是蒋雷对自己的鼓励。 　　如果他能好起来，就还有机会带球员们去永川，去更大的绿茵场上追逐梦想。 　　只可惜，那一天永远不会到来了。 　　墓碑上的时间显示，蒋雷已经去世快一年了。 　　男生们如梦初醒，他们抓着手上的文件袋，陷入了更大的不确定中：“蒋教练早就去世了，那这些东西呢，不是他给我们的，那是谁？” 　　学生们非要知道真相。 　　钱老师站了一会，最后干脆一屁股在蒋雷墓前的台阶上坐下来，看他那架势，甚至想喝两杯：“蒋雷很关心你们，在永川治病的时候，他很想知道你们怎么样了。我们体育组几个老师，架不住他是个病人，就帮他盯看着你们。” 　　钱老师的话颇有深意。 　　学生们比谁都清楚，蒋教练离开后，他们怀着自己也不清楚的恨意，开始迷茫地自暴自弃。 　　后面学校虽然也换人来带他们踢球，可他们根本没好好训练。高二课业也难，他们读了根本跟不上的高中，成绩一落千丈。直到付新书的腿伤让球队彻底炸裂，大家直接不踢了。 　　“我们的事情，蒋教练都知道？” 　　“他知道啊，所以他非常自责，觉得自己很对不起你们。” 　　在狭窄的陵园石板路上，所有人围坐在钱老师周围。他们听着那些被刻意隐瞒的故事，陷入更深的迷茫和沉默，直到这句话。 　　“这跟他有什么关系？”付新书抬起头，从悲伤中恢复一些：“我们不好是我们的问题，和蒋教练没有关系。” 　　“他生病了要离开我们去治疗，这很正常。不能说他从小把我们带大，带我们踢足球，就得负责我们一辈子。”陈江河也很认真地说道。 　　直至此刻，钱建军才完全感受到林晚星和王法究竟给孩子们带去怎样的变化。并不是他们课业上的增进，或者说球技上的提高。他们思维清晰，明辨是非，这才是最可贵的成长。 　　钱建军想，如果那会儿的蒋雷能听到这会儿学生们说的话，大概也不会充满遗憾地离开人世。 　　可事实上是，蒋雷临终前一直很难过。 　　他知道自己从小一点点带大的孩子们，已经是学校的垃圾学生。 　　他很后悔因为自己喜欢足球，固执地带他们走上这条道路。 　　孩子们失去选择正常人生道路的机会，他也无力实践任何诺言。 　　他们都将碌碌无为地死去，成为世间的尘埃，区别只是早晚而已。 　　所以蒋雷的临终心愿，就是希望足球队这些他从小带到大的孩子们能比他幸运一些，有重新选择人生道路的机会。 　　每个人的一生都有遗憾。 　　在浩如星河的临终心愿里，能被认真倾听的寥寥无几。 　　但那一天，在这片陵园里，蒋雷的心愿被听到了。 　　“应该是凑巧，但肯定也是老天爷的安排。” 　　钱建军抬头看了看天，又望向前方的石板路。 　　在那里，有位老人正在抱着坛酒，向他们这里缓缓走来。 　　钱建军冲对方挥挥手，喊了句：“老陈，你来啦。” 　　山里吹起一阵清风，枯黄的松针又簌簌地落下一层，脚踩在上面，有厚实而绵软的质感。 　　老人脚有些跛，眉毛很粗。学生们觉得老人有些眼熟，盯着他看了会儿。 　　很快，老人走到他们跟前。 　　他直接将酒缸塞在陈江河手里，又从口袋里又掏出三个小酒盅，把其中一个摆在蒋教练墓前，最后回头骂道：“臭小子愣着干嘛，倒酒啊。” 　　此言一出，陈江河突然喊道：“陈……陈老师？” 　　眼前的老人，正是林晚星岗位上的前任，宏景八中曾经的体育器材室的管理员。 　　种种画面突然涌入脑海，陈江河突然说：“我课桌里的借球卡是您放的？” 　　老陈没有回答他。 　　他站起来，绕过马尾松，向旁边墓地走去。 　　学生们缓步跟了上去。 　　只见老陈在蒋教练旁边的墓地上，摆上了剩下两只酒盅，看到墓碑名字的刹那，学生们完全愣住了。 　　那两个名字他们太过熟悉。 　　或者说不是名字本身很熟，而是他们天天在对方家里上课玩耍。虽然素未谋面，但那栋房子的每个角落都有两位老人的身影，对方好像早已是他们再亲近不过的爷爷奶奶了。 　　浓密的松针筛下零星光影，落在墓碑上，那是林寻涯、沈淑元之墓。 　　是林晚星的，爷爷和奶奶。 　　老陈把酒盅在墓前摆下。 　　老人墓地上的松针很浅，比蒋教练墓前的要少上许多，墓前摆着一束花，显然近期是有人来祭扫过。 　　叮铛两声轻响，王法刚刚回过神。 　　他拿过陈江河怀里的酒坛，半跪着，往酒盅里斟上酒。 　　琥珀色液体汩汩流下。 　　“蒋教练的事情，和林晚星的关联到底在哪里？”王法缓声问道。 　　老陈看向林晚星爷爷奶奶的墓碑，说，“关联就在这里。” 　　老陈说，他很早就认识林晚星。 　　他是学校后厨出身，和林寻涯、沈淑元两位都很熟。寒暑假，他常在元元补习班帮着做菜干活、照顾学生，所以也就知道二老的孙女是高考状元，学识人品都非常优秀。 　　但因为林晚星父母和二老关系很僵，他和林晚星只有过一面之缘。 　　后来二老身体不好，被迫关停元元补习班，他去得越来越少。 　　在人生最后那段时光里，两位老人很喜欢每天在天台晒着太阳。他们喜欢五川路体育场里每天的鲜活场景，当然，也喜欢之前老在球场训练的足球队学生们。 　　“爷爷奶奶们看过我们踢球？”学生们完全懵了。 　　“就你们之前在体育场训练一大早就吵吵嚷嚷的，谁没看过你们？”老陈有些没好气地说，“也就他们二老脾气好，又年纪大了喜欢热闹。他们那会儿还提过，等自己身体好了，你们还有比赛的话，也喊上他俩。他们作为退休老教师，要去现场支持一下本校学生们的比赛。” 　　男生们完全沉默下来，甚至有些高兴。因为他们从没想过，原来他们并不是大胆闯入了陌生人家里“胡作非为”。原来老师的爷爷奶奶们也喜欢他们，虽然这种喜欢，和看到楼下小猫扑腾想摸两下也差不多。 　　“但你们这一个两个不争气的，这就不踢了！” 　　话锋一转，老陈气得抱着坛子里的酒喝了一口，继续讲了下去。 　　球队解散后，两位老人的身体一天不如一天。 　　二老先后病重离世，他终于在他们的墓地前，见到了林晚星。 　　“是您请我们老师来教我们的吗？”郑飞扬问。 　　“那会真想不到你们那儿去。见到你们老师那会儿，我都不理解，为什么会有这么可怜的女孩。”老陈又喝了口酒，声音却完全低下来，“你们觉得世界上会有那种事儿吗？爷爷奶奶去世，爸妈却不通知你。你不仅没机会守孝，他们甚至连葬礼都不让你去。你只能偷偷摸摸跪在爷爷奶奶坟前，痛苦和麻木吧，让你连哭都哭不出来。” 　　“到底发生了什么？” 　　“我不知道。”老陈说。 　　“您这说了半天还是不知道，这不是急死人嘛。”秦敖简直要跳脚。 　　“我们老师怎么了！” 　　“具体什么我不清楚，但晚星肯定出了什么大事，让她爸爸妈妈觉得很丢人，提都不想提女儿。”老陈叹息着。 　　学生们心里都咯噔一下，根本无法理解：“丢人？？？” 　　“别问我，我真不知道到底是为什么，我还想问你们呢。“老陈摇了摇头：“我只知道，二老最牵挂的就是晚星，老人临死前就想见孙女一面，却怎么也见不到。晚星的爸爸妈妈瞒着两位老人不说，还说孙女在学校有事来不了。值班的护士说，老人临终的时候只念叨着一句话，‘我们星星要好好的’。” 　　马尾松覆盖下浓密阴影。 　　春日明明阳光和煦，可站在两位老人的墓前，所有人仿佛能感受当日刺骨的凉意。 　　病房里始终无法放下牵挂的老人，墓地前孤苦无依的女孩。 　　冰冷的雨，滑腻的石阶。 　　林晚星最终一人跪在墓前，像别在衣襟的白花，一碰就要碎落在地。 　　“二老的钱都捐了，但他们把你们住的那栋梧桐路十七号，留给了晚星。我知道，你们小林老师她根本不在乎这些钱，但我敢打包票，那栋楼是她在这个世界上的唯一念想了。所以我就劝她啊想开点，不管发生什么事情都好好活着。还掺合着帮她处理遗产上的事情，跟她说外面再难，不如回家。” 　　回想林晚星说过的一些话，那确实是她人生中最艰难的一段时光。虽然很难，但她还是用近乎耍赖的方式，和老天爷说，想再走一段时间。 　　“谢谢您。”王法很认真地说。 　　老陈摆了摆手。 　　“老师回了宏景，您是想给她找点事情做，所以让老师来教我们？”付新书问。 　　“其实，不是老蒋儿子提议，我们也没想到这茬。”钱老师在一旁，长长地叹了口气。 　　“蒋教练的儿子？”王法很意外。 　　“对。” 　　“他认识林晚星？” 　　“他应该不认识晚星，但老蒋儿子蒋旬以前也是我们宏景八中的，上过老两口的课。”钱老师看了眼蒋教练的墓碑，接替老陈，讲了接下来的事情。 　　蒋雷去世后，从永川回宏景来下葬。落葬那天，他们体育组这帮老伙计都来了。老陈正好说起隔壁墓地的两位老人，还有遇到林晚星的事情。 　　可能就是那个时刻吧，上天垂怜。说者无心，听者有意。 　　过了几天，蒋旬找上他们，提议让林晚星来带足球队的学生们。 　　对于老陈来讲，能给林晚星找点事情做，让她分分心是很不错的。 　　所以他们一拍即合，他一边劝林晚星找份工作，一边跟常务副校长打了个招呼，让林晚星得以留校。 　　但具体要怎么让林晚星来教育足球队这帮冥顽不灵的逼崽子，他们体育组几个大老粗和蒋教练儿子那边，着实想破了脑袋。虽然两位老人提过“想看学生们一起踢比赛”，但用这种理由来让林晚星来做事，显然是在绑架人。 　　“那么多花里胡哨的东西，都是你们想的吗？”秦敖不由自主地问。 　　“不要小看我们‘团伙’，那句话怎么说来着，‘好奇心是人类进步的阶梯’？”老陈咂了咂嘴。 　　“是‘书籍’。”冯锁纠正。 　　“反正就是那个意思。” 　　他们“团伙”讨论很久，最后在诸多方案中，选择了最能引起人好奇心的那种，让学生们逐渐和林晚星接触。 　　因为当了太久蒋雷的“眼线”，他们非常了解学生们。 　　知道陈江河喜欢去器材室“偷”足球来踢，他们在陈江河课桌里放下了《免费借球100次卡》。 　　了解秦敖是球队最难搞的刺头，只听付新书的话。所以做了个小填字游戏，让学生们和林晚星一起去找付新书。 　　可对于要完成父亲心愿的蒋旬来说，球队重组并不是计划的最主要的部分。 　　他想要的，是林晚星能带着这些学生们一起好好读书、考上大学，这才是真正的重新选择人生。 　　正好元元补习班闲置有些日子了，也算有种冥冥之中的因果。他们把“藏宝图”交给付新书，引导学生们去往元元补习班。 　　“晚星那是真的聪明啊，她还特地跑来给我送了本《纵横字谜》，给我整得冷汗直掉！”钱建军说。 　　“那是，我们老师早就锁定你了，不然我们也不会这么快找上你！”俞明有些小骄傲地说。 　　“但她也太有主见，这是我们没有想到的。” 　　钱建军看着他们观察了两年的学生们，有些唏嘘，”就算把你们交到了她手上，她也没完全如我们愿，带你们读书考试。她是真正用心在教育你们，想培养你们成为独立的人，鼓励你们一定要去做自己真正想做的事。” 　　“你们小林老师啊，真是个很了不起的姑娘。”钱老师最后说道。 　　陈、钱两位老师的故事，大致如此。 　　缘起于老陈对林晚星的恻隐之心，继续于蒋旬想完成先父的心愿尝试。 　　这里是凤凰公墓，浓荫遮蔽下的两座墓地，埋葬了先人未尽的心愿。 　　阴阳两隔，但那是生死无法阻隔的牵挂。 　　时光流转，他们最终在某一个交集时刻，得到了上天回应。 　　无论是林晚星，或者说学生们，都在这样的安排下，度过了一段快乐又充实的时光。 　　这个故事的结局，本应该是学生们顺利毕业，林晚星送他们进入大学校园。 　　可她的突然离开，彻底打碎这一切平静景象。 　　王法并不清楚，他存在是否影响林晚星离开的决定。 　　也是在这个时刻，他突然意识到，如果林晚星和学生们是被精心安排的相遇，那么他呢？
Chapter 117: Old Things "Teacher, don't quibble, we know that the 'murderer' is you!" 　　Hongjing No. 8 Middle School staff family building.　　As soon as it was dawn, Qian Jianjun was woken up by a knock on the door outside the house.　　There are a lot of strange missed calls on the mobile phone, Qian Jianjun was born as a boxer, he is slightly fat, but he is not afraid of revenge. He opened the door with a yawn, and was instantly awakened by the battle at the door.　　11 sturdy high school soccer team players, plus a soccer coach with a frosty face.　　Before he could speak, the lads began to talk to themselves.　　Qian Jianjun was ready, and he knew that the students of the team would come to him one day. But when he heard the words "courier" and "fax", he still squinted his eyes and frowned, not understanding what was happening.　　The students finished their final closing remarks.　　Qian Jianjun pondered for a moment: "You said that you received a new courier, and there is a fax?" The students seemed to be ready to torture him, and directly took out two pieces of paper from the file bag and put them in his hands: "Don't engage in these mysterious things, tell us quickly, what happened to Teacher Lin!" Qian Jianjun slowly read the contents of the two pieces of paper, thought for a while, and finally said, "I don't know what's going on." "Teacher, you're still pretending!" 　　As the students spoke, they held up their bags and showed him the colorful handicrafts inside: "Didn't you make this crossword puzzle, our teacher said it was you!" Although it was just over half a year ago, he was a little emotional when he saw the students take out those things again.　　"I'm the one who got it, oh, it's not just me." He admitted.　　"And Coach Jiang, we know it's your partnership!" 　　Hearing that name, Qian Jianjun finally raised his head. His gaze was deep on each of them.　　Compared with half a year ago, these students have darker skin, tighter figures, and even a kind of perseverance in their eyes that will not stop until they achieve their goals.　　All kinds of emotions were mixed, and after a while, Qian Jianjun made up his mind to speak again: "You want to know, what's going on here?" "That's right!" The students spoke almost in unison.　　After a while, he slowly spoke: "Then follow me somewhere." Before and after Qingming, there was always smoke near Phoenix Mountain. There are fireworks for sacrificial sweeping, and there are also mountains in spring.　　Qian Jianjun took the students off the bus, the breeze was blowing, and the pines and cypresses were swaying all over the mountain.　　Looking at the cemetery in front of them, the students already had a premonition.　　They all quieted down, followed Teacher Qian, and slowly climbed up the mountain road.　　Qian Jianjun led the students up the stairs and talked eloquently.　　The story of him and Coach Jiang is not complicated, and the students know most of it.　　At that time, the country engaged in youth football education, and it happened that there was a youth team in the city that was quite eye-catching. The old principal agreed with the other coach to make special moves. Hongjing No. 8 Middle School has an additional football team, and Jiang Lei, the coach of that team, also joined the sports team and became their colleague.　　In the first year of high school, the team still has normal training and games.　　But in the first semester of high school, Coach Jiang left.　　Stone monuments from near and far are all over the mountains, and pine needles pave the entire stone road.　　The students have already reacted to this situation.　　"He didn't go to Yongchuan for youth training, he lied to us?" Lin Lu asked incredulously.　　"He went to Yongchuan, but not to do youth training. That year, the school staff had a physical examination, and he was found to have lung cancer, which was already in the advanced stage. His son was in Yongchuan, and he took him away for treatment. Qian Jianjun said slowly.　　Qian Jianjun glanced at the street sign and walked to the left-hand side of the road.　　The students froze in place.　　Although they came here, they all had a premonition.　　But this cruel parting of life and death happened to them, and they still have a sense of unreality.　　A mist rises in the mountains.　　Teacher Qian just walked forward and didn't look back.　　Wang Fa patted the students on the shoulder and motioned for them to follow.　　Qin Ao woke up like a dream: "Then why didn't he tell us?" Teacher Qian stopped in front of a tombstone.　　The boys followed, and to the left and right of the cemetery were two masson pines with a lush crown, enveloping a quiet and cool small world.　　"I didn't understand it before. However, our generation may always have a strange "good for children" mentality. Teacher Qian squatted down and gently dusted off the thick pine needles on the tomb slab, "Jiang Lei probably just wants you to play football happily, don't play a game is 'the coach is going to die, we have to win the game for the coach', he said that he felt that seemed pitiful." "But he clearly told us that he went to Yongchuan to engage in youth training." Yu Ming's voice was dazed, like a stream of ash.　　For the boys, they have always had mixed feelings about Coach Jiang. Deep down, they felt abandoned. But a boy at this age, who is both strong and rebellious, will never admit this.　　"He also said that as long as we train well and he has a firm foothold in the Yongchuan youth team, we can go to the big city and continue to play with him." Zheng Feiyang said quietly.　　But the tombstone in front of me is unusually real.　　[A lifetime of thick hearts and hundreds of generations of descendants] [Jiang Lei's tomb] The left and right of the tombstone are elegiac couplets, and in the middle are the names of people.　　A smiling photo of Coach Jiang is posted in the center.　　Only then did the students understand that this last sentence was not so much a promise to them, but an encouragement from Jiang Lei.　　If he can get better, he will still have the opportunity to take the players to Yongchuan and chase their dreams on a bigger green field.　　It's just a pity that that day will never come.　　The time on the tombstone shows that Jiang Lei has been dead for almost a year.　　The boys woke up from a dream, they grabbed the file bags in their hands, and fell into greater uncertainty: "Coach Jiang has passed away a long time ago, so what about these things, he didn't give them to us, so who is it?" The students had to know the truth.　　Teacher Qian stood for a while, and finally sat down on the steps in front of Jiang Lei's tomb, looking at his posture, and even wanted to drink two glasses: "Jiang Lei cares about you very much, and when he was treating in Yongchuan, he wanted to know how you were." A few teachers in our physical education group can't stand that he is a patient, so I will help him keep an eye on you. Mr. Qian's words are quite meaningful.　　The students knew better than anyone that after Coach Jiang left, they began to give up on themselves in confusion with hatred that they did not understand.　　Although the school also changed people to take them to play football, they didn't train well at all. The second year of high school is also difficult, and they go to high school that they can't keep up with at all, and their grades plummet. Until Fu Xinshu's leg injury completely exploded the team, everyone stopped playing.　　"Coach Jiang knows all about us?" 　　"He knows, so he blames himself very much, and feels very sorry for you." 　　On the narrow stone road of the cemetery, everyone sat around Mr. Qian. They listened to the stories that had been deliberately concealed, and fell deeper into confusion and silence until this sentence.　　"What does this have to do with him?" Fu Xinshu raised his head and recovered some from his sadness: "We are not good is our problem, and it has nothing to do with Coach Jiang. "It's normal that he's sick and wants to leave us for treatment. It can't be said that he brought us up from a young age and took us to play football, so he has to be responsible for us for the rest of our lives. Chen Jianghe also said seriously.　　It was only at this moment that Qian Jianjun fully felt what kind of changes Lin Wanxing and Wang Fa had brought to the children. It's not that they're improving in their schoolwork, or in terms of their skills. They think clearly and distinguish between right and wrong, which is the most valuable growth.　　Qian Jianjun thought that if Jiang Lei could hear what the students said at that time, he probably wouldn't have passed away with regret.　　But in fact, Jiang Lei was very sad before he died.　　He knew that the children he had brought up since he was a little bit were already garbage students at school.　　He regretted that because he loved football, he stubbornly led them down this path.　　The children lost the opportunity to choose a normal path in life, and he was unable to deliver on any of his promises.　　They will all die of inaction and become dust in the world, the difference is only sooner or later.　　Therefore, Jiang Lei's dying wish is to hope that the football team, the children he grew up with, will be luckier than him and have the opportunity to choose his life path again.　　Everyone has regrets in their lives.　　In the vast number of dying wishes, there are very few who can be listened to.　　But that day, in this cemetery, Jiang Lei's wish was heard.　　"It should be a coincidence, but it must be God's arrangement." 　　Qian Jianjun looked up at the sky, and then at the stone road ahead.　　There, an old man was holding a jar of wine and walking slowly towards them.　　Qian Jianjun waved at the other party and shouted, "Lao Chen, you're here." A fresh breeze blew in the mountains, and the yellow pine needles fell down another layer, and the feet stepped on it, which had a thick and soft texture.　　The old man had a slight lameness on his feet and thick eyebrows. The students felt that the old man was familiar and stared at him for a while.　　Soon, the old man walked up to them.　　He directly stuffed the wine jar into Chen Jianghe's hand, took out three more small wine cups from his pocket, placed one of them in front of Coach Jiang's tomb, and finally turned around and scolded: "Why are you stunned, pour wine." As soon as these words came out, Chen Jianghe suddenly shouted: "Chen ...... Teacher Chen? The old man in front of him was Lin Wanxing's predecessor in the post, the former administrator of the sports equipment room of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School.　　All kinds of pictures suddenly poured into his mind, and Chen Jianghe suddenly said: "You put the borrowing card in my desk?" Lao Chen didn't answer him.　　He stood up, walked around the Masson Pine, and walked towards the nearby cemetery.　　The students slowly followed.　　I saw Lao Chen on the cemetery next to Coach Jiang, placing the remaining two wine cups, and the moment they saw the name of the tombstone, the students were completely stunned.　　Those two names were all too familiar to them.　　Or it's not that the name itself is familiar, but that they have classes and play in each other's homes every day. Although they had never met, there were two old men in every corner of the house, and the other party seemed to be their closest grandparents.　　The scattered light and shadow under the dense pine needle sieve fell on the tombstone, which was the tomb of Lin Xunya and Shen Shuyuan.　　It's Lin Wanxing's, grandpa and grandma.　　Lao Chen placed the wine cup in front of the tomb.　　The pine needles on the old man's grave are very shallow, much less than in front of Coach Jiang's tomb, and there is a bouquet of flowers in front of the tomb, which is obviously visited by someone recently.　　There were two soft sounds, and Wang Fa had just come back to his senses.　　He took the wine jar in Chen Jianghe's arms, half-knelt, and poured wine into the wine cup.　　Amber liquid gurgled down.　　"What is the connection between Coach Jiang's matter and Lin Wanxing?" Wang Fa asked slowly.　　Lao Chen looked at the tombstone of Lin Wanxing's grandparents and said, "The connection is here." Lao Chen said that he had known Lin Wanxing for a long time.　　He was born in the back kitchen of the school, and he is very familiar with Lin Xunya and Shen Shuyuan. During the winter and summer vacations, he often helped with cooking and taking care of students in Yuanyuan cram school, so he knew that the granddaughter of the second elder was the top student in the college entrance examination, and her knowledge and character were very good.　　But because the relationship between Lin Wanxing's parents and the second elder is very stiff, he and Lin Wanxing have only had a one-sided relationship.　　Later, the second elder was not in good health and was forced to close the Yuanyuan cram school, and he went less and less.　　In the last years of their lives, the two old men loved to bask in the sun on the rooftop every day. They love the daily scenes in the Wuchuan Road Stadium and, of course, the students of the football team who used to train on the stadium before.　　"Grandparents have seen us play?" The students were completely stunned.　　"Who hasn't seen you guys when you were training at the stadium early in the morning?" Lao Chen said a little angrily, "It's just that the two of them have a good temper, and they like to be lively when they are old." They also mentioned at that time that when they are well and you still have a game, they will also call them. As retired teachers, they want to go to the scene to support the competition of the students of our school. The boys were completely silent, even a little happy. Because they never thought that they were not bold enough to break into a stranger's house and "do something wrong". It turns out that the teacher's grandparents also like them, although this liking is similar to seeing the kitten fluttering downstairs and wanting to touch it twice.　　"But you two don't fight, so you won't kick!" 　　As soon as the conversation changed, Lao Chen was so angry that he took a sip of the wine in the jar and continued to speak.　　After the disbandment of the team, the health of the two old men deteriorated day by day.　　The two elders died of serious illness one after another, and he finally saw Lin Wanxing in front of their cemetery.　　"Did you ask our teacher to teach us?" Zheng Feiyang asked.　　"I wouldn't have thought you were there. When I met your teacher, I didn't understand why there was such a poor girl. Lao Chen took another sip of wine, but his voice was completely lowered, "Do you think there will be such things in the world?" Your grandparents died, but your parents didn't inform you. Not only do you not have a chance to keep filial piety, they won't even let you go to the funeral. You can only secretly kneel in front of the graves of your grandparents, the pain and numbness will make you unable to even cry. "What the hell is going on?" 　　"I don't know." Lao Chen said.　　"You still don't know after talking about this for a long time, isn't this a rush to death?" Qin Ao almost jumped to his feet.　　"What's wrong with our teacher!" 　　"I don't know what the specifics are, but something must have happened to Wanxing, which made her parents feel very embarrassed, and they didn't want to mention their daughter." Lao Chen sighed.　　The students chuckled in their hearts, unable to understand at all: "Shame on you??? "Don't ask me, I don't know why, I want to ask you." Lao Chen shook his head: "I only know that the second elder is most concerned about the evening star, the old man wanted to see his granddaughter before he died, but he couldn't see him." Wanxing's parents hid from the two old men, and said that their granddaughter couldn't come to school if she had something. The nurse on duty said that when the old man was dying, he only muttered one sentence, 'We stars should be well'. The masson pine is covered with a dense shade.　　The spring day is bright and sunny, but standing in front of the tombs of the two old people, everyone seems to be able to feel the biting coolness of the day.　　The old man who couldn't let go of his worries in the ward, the lonely girl in front of the cemetery.　　Icy rain, slippery stone steps.　　Lin Wanxing finally knelt in front of the tomb alone, like a white flower pinned to the placket of her clothes, which was about to fall to the ground when she touched it.　　"The money of the two elders has been donated, but they left the building at No. 17 Wutong Road where you live to the evening star. I know that you Mr. Kobayashi don't care about the money at all, but I dare to pack the ticket, that building is the only thing she thinks about in this world. So I persuaded her to think about it and live a good life no matter what happened. also helped her deal with the inheritance matters, and told her that no matter how difficult it was outside, it was better to go home. Recalling some of what Lin Wanxing said, it was indeed the most difficult time in her life. Although it was difficult, she still told God in an almost tricky way that she wanted to go for a while.　　"Thank you." Wang Fa said very seriously.　　Lao Chen waved his hand.　　"The teacher returned to Hongjing, you want to find something for her to do, so let the teacher teach us?" Fu Xinshu asked.　　"Actually, it wasn't Lao Jiang's son who proposed it, and we didn't expect this stubble." Teacher Qian was on the side and let out a long sigh.　　"Coach Jiang's son?" Wang Fa was surprised.　　"Yes." 　　"Does he know Lin Wanxing?" 　　"He shouldn't know Wanxing, but the old Jiang's son Jiang Xun was also in our Hongjing No. 8 Middle School before, and he took the class of the old couple." Teacher Qian glanced at Coach Jiang's tombstone, replaced Lao Chen, and talked about the next thing.　　After Jiang Lei died, he returned to Hongjing from Yongchuan to be buried. On the day of the funeral, the old guys from their sports group came. Lao Chen happened to talk about the two old men in the cemetery next door, as well as the encounter with Lin Wanxing.　　Maybe that's the moment, Heaven has mercy. The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.　　A few days later, Jiang Xun approached them and proposed that Lin Wanxing lead the students of the football team.　　For Lao Chen, it is very good to find something to do for Lin Wanxing and distract her.　　So they hit it off, and while persuading Lin Wanxing to find a job, he said hello to the executive vice president and allowed Lin Wanxing to stay in school.　　But how to let Lin Wanxing educate the stubborn cubs of the football team, a few big bosses in their sports group and Coach Jiang's son, they really want to break their heads. Although the two old men mentioned that they "want to see the students play games together", using this reason to let Lin Wanxing do things is obviously kidnapping people.　　"So many bells and whistles, are you all thinking?" Qin Ao asked involuntarily.　　"Don't underestimate our 'gang', how do you say that 'curiosity is the ladder of human progress'?" Old Chen smacked his lips.　　"It's 'books.'" Feng Suo corrected.　　"That's what it means, anyway." 　　Their "gang" discussed for a long time, and finally chose the one that aroused people's curiosity among many plans, so that the students gradually came into contact with Lin Wanxing.　　Because they have been Jiang Lei's "eyeliner" for too long, they know the students very well.　　Knowing that Chen Jianghe likes to go to the equipment room to "steal" football to play, they put down the "Free Ball Borrowing 100 Times Card" in Chen Jianghe's desk.　　understands that Qin Ao is the most difficult thorn in the team, and only listens to Fu Xinshu's words. So I made a small crossword puzzle and asked the students to go with Lin Wanxing to find Fu Xinshu.　　But for Jiang Xun, who wants to fulfill his father's wish, the team reorganization is not the most important part of the plan.　　What he wants is for Lin Wanxing to take these students to study hard and be admitted to university, which is the real choice of life.　　It just so happens that Yuanyuan cram school has been idle for some days, and it can be regarded as a kind of cause and effect in the dark. They handed the "treasure map" to Fu Xinshu and guided the students to go to the Yuanyuan cram school.　　"Wanxing is really smart, she even came to give me a copy of "Vertical and Horizontal Crossword Puzzles", which made me sweat coldly!" Qian Jianjun said.　　"That's right, our teacher would have locked you in for a long time, otherwise we wouldn't have found you so quickly!" Yu Ming said with some pride.　　"But she's also too assertive, which we didn't expect." 　　Qian Jianjun looked at the students they had observed for two years, and sighed a little, "Even if I handed you over to her, she didn't quite take you to the exam as we wished." She is really dedicated to educating you, wanting to train you to become independent people, encouraging you to do what you really want to do. "You Kobayashi teacher, what a wonderful girl." Teacher Qian finally said.　　The stories of the two teachers, Chen and Qian, are roughly like this.　　originated from Lao Chen's compassion for Lin Wanxing, and continued to try to fulfill his father's wish in Jiang Xun.　　This is the Phoenix Cemetery, two cemeteries under the shade of the shadow, where the unfulfilled wishes of the ancestors are buried.　　Yin and yang are separated, but that is the inseparable concern of life and death.　　Time passed, and they finally got a response from God at a certain intersection moment.　　Whether it is Lin Wanxing or the students, they have spent a happy and fulfilling time under such an arrangement.　　The ending of this story should have been that the students graduated successfully, and Lin Wanxing sent them to the university campus.　　But her sudden departure completely shattered all this peaceful scene.　　Wang Fa did not know whether his presence would affect Lin Wanxing's decision to leave.　　It was also at this moment that he suddenly realized that if Lin Wanxing and the students were a carefully arranged encounter, then what about him?

第118章 信件 　　“我没去永川恒大任教的事情， 是谁给林晚星在楼下黑板上留信的？”王法问。 　　“那是老陈偷偷写的。” 　　“你们为什么会知道这件事？” 　　“啊你不知道吗？老蒋的儿子，是永川恒大俱乐部副经理！” 　　王法想，我为什么会知道， 我怎么可能会知道？ 　　此时此刻， 他才感到一丝荒谬。 　　他没走成，竟然是被永川恒大高层给卖了？ 　　Wanxing_lin@ychdfc.com 　　Yydsmx0716 　　邮箱是蒋旬利用权限注册的，老陈得知他要离开后，偷偷将之写上元元补习班黑板。林晚星登录邮箱，看到永川恒大俱乐部内部邮件，这才识破他的谎言， 知道他根本没去永川恒大入职。 　　他以前也猜测过，应该是有人想帮助林晚星和学生们留下他，才揭穿他的故事。 　　后来， 林晚星总在那个邮箱里记录着许多事情， 他就没有再多问下去。 　　但如果， 这一切不止于此呢？ 　　王法提出想要蒋旬的联系方式，陈钱两位老师答应留言转告， 让他等电话即可。而对于林晚星究竟为什么离开，两位老师都不知情。 　　最后，两位老师留文成业单独说了两句话。 　　王法拿着老陈写下的邮箱和密码，带着学生们， 返回梧桐路17号的天台。 　　远离山林，天气晴好。 　　阳光透过窗棱，灰尘在光线中飞舞，元元补习班里被照得热烘烘的。 　　这还是他们再熟悉不过的教室， 却因为那些深藏着的故事， 所有陈设都仿佛与往日不同。 　　学生们安静得一句话也不想说。 　　王法在教室最后坐下， 课桌椅上还有很早以前学生留下的算术草稿。 　　以前他也会来听林晚星给学生们上课。午后有段时间，教室角落非常好睡，尤其配上林晚星宁和清澈的嗓音。他会看她爷爷奶奶留下的小说，林晚星不仅从来不管，还会给他推荐自己喜欢的。 　　现在想来，那些日子确实恍惚如梦。 　　教室里也有台旧电脑，林晚星一般用它上课。祁亮打开永川恒大俱乐部的官网，输入邮箱和密码。 　　收件箱里只有零星邮件，草稿箱却满满当当。 　　一封封点开，里面是林晚星记录他们生活的点点滴滴。 　　虽然蒋教练已经去世，但她好像很清楚，已故的蒋教练最想看到的是什么。 　　学生们的课业，他们的比赛，天台上的花草，逗弄野猫的的时刻…… 　　林晚星不是专业摄影师，但总有很多可爱和稀奇古怪的角度。她挑选了不少有趣的瞬间记录下来：泡沫箱种的生菜、挂得整整齐齐的球袜，其中也不乏男生们们对着镜头做鬼脸的大头照。 　　放在以前，学生们肯定已经开始吐槽林晚星的照相技术。可现在，这仿佛变成了她留给他们的全部回忆。 　　整个教室都非常安静，只有点击屏幕和鼠标滚动的轻微声响。 　　王法偶尔能在一些照片中看到自己，大多是侧脸或者背影。 　　如果林晚星在身边，他一定按着对方问，怎么他的照片这么少？ 　　也是差不多他想到这里的时候，祁亮点开了最后一封、也是林晚星最早存入的邮件。 　　To The Mysterious： 　　您好Mysterious，请允许我用上“神秘人”这个称呼。 　　非常感谢您在黑板上留下的信息，帮助我们留下了王法教练。 　　虽然我也不太清楚您究竟是谁（其实有一些小小的猜测方向）。 　　但我想，我们应该都认为，保持一些点到为止的不做追问，会有更多趣味。 　　心里有很多话想说，但好像又没什么好说的。 　　不管您是谁，应该都很关心那些学生们。 　　所以我会用这个邮箱记录一些学生们的日常，作为您帮助我留下他的回报。 　　而下面这段视频，是王法教练离开前，学生们给他录的临别赠言。 　　现在他老人家不走了，所以好像也没办法发给他看了。 　　无论您以后是否会登录这个邮箱，或者其实这些都是我的自言自语并不会有人看到，我都想用这段视频作为新生活的第一次记录。 　　我应该还是希望，所有深藏着的感谢和心意，终有能被看到的那一天。 　　在林晚星写下的简短信件后，是一段视频。 　　预览画面是付新书的面容。 　　王法记得，他要离开的那个晚上，天上有彤红的云彩。 　　学生们似乎是有在偷偷摸摸做些事情，但那时沉浸在离开的茫然若失中，他完全没有在意。 　　“我们现在要看吗？”付新书吸了吸鼻子，眼角有些泛红，转头问他。 　　王法愣了下，男生们脸上带着悲伤和局促。 　　“要不您自己看吧，我们说得有点肉麻，一起看有点尴尬。”秦敖也这么讲。 　　王法点头同意，让祁亮转发邮件给他。 　　时间是下午14：00，学生们日程表上，他们每天开始午自习的时间。 　　男生们留在教室里，王法拿着手机，独自一人上楼。 　　那是他每天都会走过的楼梯，楼梯内的高窗会透下一些光，转角会有光亮。但大部分漫长的阶梯都漫长昏暗。 　　他打开视频，只留下一点仅供自己倾听的音量，然后继续向上走。 　　付新书的面容最先出现，他一直是平静坚韧的：“王法教练，虽然您要走了，但还是很谢谢您对我们的教导。我以前从没想过，我还能和兄弟们在一起踢球，更别说再赢球了，感觉像梦一样，但这种感觉真好！谢谢您！” 　　陈江河：“教练，我比他们认识你都早。林老师跟我说，是你提醒她那个经纪人是骗子，她才来帮我。遇到骗子那会儿，我真的特别心动，我很喜欢足球、很想出人头地，虽然你戳破了那个谎言，但好像给我们带来了新的希望。每天脚踏实地地训练，感到能力的提升，才是足球路上的正道。” 　　郑飞扬：“您第一次出现那会儿，我们都觉得您是个骗子，你想泡我们老师才装懂足球！但卧槽，你不是装的你是真懂啊！天上掉馅饼一样，怎么可能有那么厉害的人愿意来教我们？” 　　林鹿：“教练你要走了，真的很不舍得！但这很正常吗，你这么牛逼的教练还能一直让我们爽不成？我们会继续好好踢球的，你偶尔记得回来指导下我们就行！要记得回来哦！” 　　…… 　　秦敖、林鹿莫名奇妙凑在一个镜头里：“教练，你就是神！你太牛逼了！” 　　两人一起合唱了一首“噢嘞噢嘞噢嘞”，吵吵闹闹的歌声在空间里回荡。 　　画面一转，智会在视频最后出现：“教练我之前给你排了下八字，男命流年逢财星。你应该有段命定的正缘，但你又要跑路了，所以应该是我学艺不精没算准。” 　　视频背景很暗，所以整个氛围更神神叨叨。听上去有些好笑的内容，由智会一本正经说来，王法也无奈地笑了。 　　王法的手搭上天台铁门，11位球员的欢送词播放完毕，视频画面暗下。可当他的手触碰视频想要关闭时，底下浮现的进度条却告诉他，后面还有一些内容。 　　片刻后，林晚星的面容出现了。 　　王法几乎能听到自己心脏剧烈跳动的声音，他不由得调大了一些音量。 　　还是光线朦胧的室内。 　　一开始的时候，林晚星像很不适应对着镜头录视频的样子，她头发轻扎起，一些松散落在脸庞。她向左边歪了下头，然后扯着嘴角笑了下，目光有刹那的茫然。 　　但过了一会儿，她又回过神来，整理下情绪，露出像往常一样轻松平和的笑容，对着镜头缓缓开口。 　　“Hello 王法： 　　我从来没有给男生录过这种内容，所以有点不好意思。首先很感谢你这段时间的陪伴，还有你对学生们的教导。 　　虽然我总在鼓励学生们追寻心中的梦想，但现实是很残酷的。我比谁都清楚，没有你在的话学生们是没办法继续一起踢球了。这些球员们对你来讲，或许是萍水相逢的过客，你就像随手搭救落水的猫猫一样，把他们捞起来晒晒干。可你知道吗，对于小猫小狗来讲，能被阳光照着，就是生命中最幸福最有安全感的事情了！ 　　所以真的非常感谢你！” 　　说完这段话，林晚星似乎已经准备关掉视频录制。 　　她身体前倾，清秀的面容在镜头前放大。可在某一瞬间，她却停止了所有动作。 　　像是外面突然有什么声音打断，又或者是她本身想了些别的什么事情，她重新坐回了位置上。 　　进度条继续播放下去。 　　“刚才是不是有点假，虽然也是心里话，但没有那么心里。理智上，最想说的话是不可以讲给你听的，但反正我会把这段剪掉，你不可能听到，所以也没关系。” 　　近乎自言自语地嘟囔了一会儿，她在镜头前重新坐好，褪去笑意，露出最真实的平静面容。她整理了下思绪，用另一种不那么快乐开朗，并格外困惑不解的语气继续说道 　　“王法我也不知道怎么了，听说你要走，心情就很奇怪。很失落吧，应该是失落。 　　你是我见过最有趣的男生了，和你在一起，每天都很轻松、很快乐。虽然你看起来也很多的故事，但我也有很多秘密。 　　不过有你和学生们在，好像每天都很忙，可以暂时不用去想那些我得不到答案的问题了。 　　我之前有段时间，会整夜整夜睡不着觉，当然来这里的时候也会。 　　可是一想到你在隔壁，明天不知道又会捣鼓什么新的饮料，就好像每天都有了不同的期待。 　　身边一直有人陪着的感觉很好，如果你走了，隔壁就空了，我又是一个人了。 　　每天和你一起躲在这个天台的感觉很不错。 　　所以我想问问你，可不可以为了我，留下来呢？ 　　我知道这很自私很烦人，而且我也不知道是为什么，可我就想有人能陪着我。 　　所以，你可以留下来，陪陪我吗？” 　　画面中，林晚星最后狡黠地笑了下。然后她身体前倾，下定决心似的一把关闭摄像头。 　　进度条走到终点。 　　画面隐没于黑暗。 　　王法感觉呼吸都要停止，眼里只有林晚星在台灯下最后的笑容。 　　明明是再轻不过的声音，却在他耳中隆隆作响。 　　武川路体育场场初见，明珠球场再相遇，渐渐地，林晚星和球员慢慢渗入他的生活。 　　他以前以为，他们是一阵吹过的风，让他马不停蹄的半生享受了一段毫无压力的轻松时光。但实际上呢，风吹过后满城皆绿，带来他整个世界的生机勃勃。但还有雨，此时此刻，雷声大作，他被倾盆大雨完全浇透了。 　　他心情极度复杂纷乱。一面庆幸自己没有离开，陪伴林晚星度过了那么多愉快时光；一面又感到后怕。 　　可他是被林晚星留下来的，林晚星明明需要他，却始终拒绝他的进一步接近，并走得毅然决然。 　　他根本无法理解这一切。 　　门后，天台上狂风乍起，铁门被吹得哐哐作响。 　　在他们的所有故事里，一定有什么他忽略的地方。 　　王法强迫自己冷静下来。 　　他不断回想自己来到宏景后发生的所有故事，但在某一瞬间，时间线向前移动直到某个关键截点。他近乎于不可思议地，重新点亮手机，翻出通讯录。 　　英国时间是凌晨六点多。 　　心理医生和病人间并不能有私下联系，但家族的心理顾问显然可以有特例。 　　王法打过去时，以为会等待很长一段时间，但电话几乎在接通后就被接起。 　　“严医生，抱歉这么早打扰你。”他缓和了下情绪，这样说道。 　　“不早，我等你电话很久了。”电话那头是平静如水的女声，带着咖啡机启动的杂音。 　　听到后面那句话，王法心脏不可遏制地跳动，他知道自己找到了正确的方向。 　　故事回到他来宏景之前。 　　他记得很清楚，在他准备回国后，他的心理医生建议他不要那么快做出完全放弃的决定。可以尝试选择一个靠近球场的地方生活，多观察多思考后做出选择。 　　所以，他租下梧桐路17号的天台。 　　期间偶尔还有家庭日，是必须全家参加的线上心理咨询。 　　聊到他的时候，也正是电话那头的心理医生建议他，可以去看看国内的青少年球赛，寻找最初热爱足球的悸动。 　　所以，他才会在那个周日，来到明珠球场。 　　“我有个问题，您认识林晚星吗？”他非常直接地问道。
Chapter 118 Letter "I didn't go to Yongchuan Evergrande to teach, who left a letter for Lin Wanxing on the blackboard downstairs?" Wang Fa asked.　　"It was secretly written by Lao Chen." 　　"Why do you know about this?" 　　"Ah, don't you know? Lao Jiang's son is the deputy manager of Yongchuan Evergrande Club! Wang Fa thought, how would I know, how could I possibly know?　　At this moment, he felt a touch of absurdity.　　He didn't make it, but he was sold by the top management of Yongchuan Evergrande?　　Wanxing_lin@ychdfc.com yydsmx0716 The mailbox was registered by Jiang Xun using his authority, and after Lao Chen learned that he was leaving, he secretly wrote it on the blackboard of the Yuanyuan cram school. Lin Wanxing logged in to his mailbox and saw the internal email of Yongchuan Evergrande Club, so he saw through his lie and knew that he had not gone to Yongchuan Evergrande to join at all.　　He had also guessed before that someone should have wanted to help Lin Wanxing and the students keep him before exposing his story.　　Later, Lin Wanxing always recorded many things in that mailbox, and he didn't ask any more.　　But what if, it's all more than that?　　Wang Fa asked for Jiang Xun's contact information, and Chen Qian and the two teachers promised to leave a message and tell him to wait for the call. As for why Lin Wanxing left, the two teachers didn't know.　　In the end, the two teachers said two sentences separately.　　Wang Fa took the email address and password written by Lao Chen, and took the students back to the rooftop at No. 17 Wutong Road.　　Away from the mountains and forests, the weather is fine.　　The sun shines through the window, the dust flies in the light, and the Yuanyuan cram school is hot.　　It's still a familiar classroom, but because of the stories that are hidden, all the furnishings seem to be different from the old ones.　　The students were so quiet that they didn't want to say a word.　　Wang Fa sat down at the end of the room, and on the desk and chair there were still arithmetic drafts left by students from a long time ago.　　In the past, he would also come to listen to Lin Wanxing give lessons to students. For a while in the afternoon, the corner of the classroom was very sleepy, especially with Lin Wanxingning and a clear voice. He would read the novels left by her grandparents, and Lin Wanxing not only never cared, but also recommended him what he liked.　　Now that I think about it, those days were indeed like a dream.　　There is also an old computer in the classroom, which Lin Wanxing usually uses for class. Qi Liang opened the official website of Yongchuan Evergrande Club and entered his email address and password.　　The inbox is full of sporadic emails, but the draft box is full.　　A seal was opened, and inside was Lin Wanxing recording the bits and pieces of their lives.　　Although Coach Jiang has passed away, she seems to know very well what the late Coach Jiang wants to see most.　　The schoolwork of the students, their competitions, the flowers and plants on the rooftop, the moments of teasing the wildcats...... 　　Lin Wanxing is not a professional photographer, but there are always a lot of cute and bizarre angles. She picked out a lot of funny moments to record: lettuce grown in foam boxes, neatly hung socks, and headshots of boys grimacing at the camera.　　In the past, students must have begun to complain about Lin Wanxing's photographic skills. But now, it seems to have become all the memories she left for them.　　The whole classroom was very quiet, with only the slight sound of clicking on the screen and mouse scrolling.　　Wang Fa can occasionally see himself in some photos, mostly with a side face or back.　　If Lin Wanxing was by his side, he must have asked the other party, why are there so few photos of him?　　It was also around the time when he thought of this that Qi Liang opened the last email, which was also the earliest deposit of Lin Wanxing.　　To The Mysterious: Hey Mysterious, allow me to use the term "mystery man".　　Thank you very much for the information you left on the blackboard and helped us to keep Coach Wangfa.　　I don't know exactly who you are though (there is a bit of speculation).　　But I think we should all think that it would be more interesting to keep some points up to the point and not to ask questions.　　I have a lot to say in my heart, but I don't seem to have anything to say.　　No matter who you are, you should care about those students.　　So I'll use this mailbox to record some of the students' daily lives as a reward for helping me keep him.　　The following video is a parting message recorded by the students before Coach Wang Fa left.　　Now that he's gone, he can't seem to send it to him.　　Whether or not you'll log in to this email address in the future, or if it's actually my self-talk that no one will see, I want to use this video as a first record of my new life.　　I should still hope that all the hidden gratitude and hearts will be seen one day.　　After the short letter written by Lin Wanxing, there is a video.　　The preview screen is the face of the new book.　　Wang Fa remembered that the night he was leaving, there were red clouds in the sky.　　The students seemed to be doing something on the sly, but he didn't care at all because he was so dazed in the dazed nature of leaving.　　"Shall we see it now?" Fu Xinshu sniffed, the corners of his eyes were a little red, and he turned his head to ask him.　　Wang Fa was stunned, and the boys had sadness and crampedness on their faces.　　"Why don't you see it yourself, we're a little insensitive, and it's a little embarrassing to watch it together." Qin Ao also said the same.　　Wang Fa nodded in agreement and asked Qi Liang to forward the email to him.　　The time is 14:00 in the afternoon, and the students' schedule is on their daily schedule, and they start their afternoon self-study time.　　The boys stayed in the classroom, and Wang Fa took his mobile phone and went upstairs alone.　　It was the staircase he walked on every day, and the high windows in the staircase would let in some light, and the corners would be bright. But most of the long staircase is long and dim.　　He turns on the video, leaving only a little volume for himself to listen to, and continues to walk up.　　Fu Xinshu's face appeared first, and he had always been calm and tenacious: "Coach Wang Fa, although you are leaving, I still thank you very much for teaching us." I never thought I'd be able to play with my brothers, let alone win again, it felt like a dream, but it's a good feeling! Thank you! Chen Jianghe: "Coach, I knew you earlier than they did." Teacher Lin told me that it was you who reminded her that the agent was a liar, and she came to help me. When I met the liar, I was really excited, I love football and I want to get ahead, although you have exposed that lie, it seems to bring us new hope. Down-to-earth training every day and feeling the improvement of ability is the right way on the road to football. Zheng Feiyang: "When you first appeared, we all thought you were a liar, and you wanted to be our teacher to pretend to understand football!" But, you're not pretending, you really understand! It's like pie in the sky, how can there be such a powerful person willing to teach us? Lin Lu: "Coach, you're leaving, I'm really reluctant!" But is this normal, can a coach like you keep us happy? We'll keep playing well, and you should remember to come back and coach us once in a while! Don't forget to come back! ” 　　…… 　　Qin Ao and Lin Lu inexplicably got together in a shot: "Coach, you are a god!" You're awesome! The two sang a chorus together, "Oooo　　As soon as the picture turned, Zhihui appeared at the end of the video: "Coach, I gave you the eight characters before, and the man's life is a fortune star." You should have a fateful fate, but you're going to run away again, so it should be that I don't know how to learn and not calculate accurately. The background of the video is very dark, so the whole atmosphere is more shy. It sounded a little funny, but when Zhihui said it seriously, Wang Fa also laughed helplessly.　　Wang Fa's hand rested on the iron gate of the rooftop, and the farewell words of the 11 players were played, and the video screen was darkened. But when his hand touched the video and wanted to close, the progress bar that appeared at the bottom told him that there was still some content behind.　　A moment later, Lin Wanxing's face appeared.　　Wang Fa could almost hear the sound of his heart beating violently, and he couldn't help but turn up the volume a little.　　It's still a dimly lit interior.　　At the beginning, Lin Wanxing seemed to be very uncomfortable coping with the camera recording video, her hair was lightly tied up, and some of it was loose on her face. She tilted her head to the left, then smiled at the corners of her mouth, her eyes blank for a moment.　　But after a while, she came back to her senses, sorted out her emotions, showed a relaxed and peaceful smile as usual, and slowly spoke to the camera.　　"Hello Wangfa: I've never recorded this kind of content for boys, so I'm a little embarrassed. First of all, thank you very much for your time with us and for teaching the students.　　Although I always encourage my students to follow their dreams, the reality is harsh. I know better than anyone that without you, the students wouldn't be able to continue playing together. To you, these players may be passers-by who meet in the water, and you are like rescuing cats in the water, scooping them up and drying them. But do you know that for cats and dogs, being able to be exposed to the sun is the happiest and most secure thing in life!　　So thank you so much! After saying this, Lin Wanxing seemed to be ready to turn off the video recording.　　She leaned forward, her delicate face magnified in front of the camera. But at one point, she stopped all movements.　　As if something was suddenly interrupted from outside, or if she was thinking about something else, she sat back down.　　The progress bar continues to play.　　"Isn't it a bit fake just now, although it is also in my heart, but not so hearty. Intellectually, I can't tell you what I want to say the most, but I'm going to cut it out anyway, you can't hear it, so that's okay. Muttering almost to herself for a moment, she sat back down in front of the camera, smiling away and revealing her most authentic calm face. She gathered her thoughts and continued in a tone that was not so happy and cheerful, and was particularly confused, "I don't know what's wrong with Wang Fa, and when I heard that you were leaving, I was in a very strange mood. It's very lost, it should be lost.　　You're the funniest boy I've ever met, and it's easy and happy to be with you every day. Although you also seem to have a lot of stories, I also have a lot of secrets.　　But with you and the students, it seems like I'm busy every day, so I don't have to think about the questions I can't get answers for a while.　　There was a time when I couldn't sleep all night, and of course when I came here.　　But the thought of you next door and not knowing what new drink you'll be brewing tomorrow is like having a different expectation every day.　　It feels good to have someone around all the time, and if you leave, the next door is empty and I'm alone again.　　It's nice to be on this rooftop with you every day.　　So I want to ask you, can you stay for me?　　I know it's selfish and annoying, and I don't know why, but I just want someone to be with me.　　So, can you stay with me? In the picture, Lin Wanxing finally smiled slyly. Then she leaned forward and turned off the camera as if determined.　　The progress bar reaches the end.　　The picture is lost in darkness.　　Wang Fa felt like his breathing was about to stop, and there was only Lin Wanxing's last smile under the lamp in his eyes.　　It was obviously a softer voice, but it rumbled in his ears.　　The first time I saw the stadium on Wuchuan Road, we met again at the Pearl Stadium, and gradually, Lin Wanxing and the players slowly infiltrated his life.　　He used to think that they were a gust of wind that allowed him to enjoy a stress-free and relaxing time for half of his life. But in reality, the city was green after the wind blew, bringing life to his whole world. But there was also rain, and at this moment, the thunder was loud, and he was completely drenched in the downpour.　　His mood was extremely complicated and chaotic. On the one hand, he was glad that he did not leave and spent so many pleasant times with Lin Wanxing; On the other hand, I felt scared.　　But he was left behind by Lin Wanxing, Lin Wanxing obviously needed him, but he always refused his further approach, and left resolutely.　　He simply couldn't understand all this.　　Behind the door, a strong wind rose on the rooftop, and the iron door was blown to a clattering sound.　　In all their stories, there must be something he overlooked.　　Wang Fa forced himself to calm down.　　He kept thinking back to all the stories that had happened since he arrived at the Grand Scene, but at one point, the timeline moved forward to a critical cut-off point. Almost incredibly, he lit his phone back and flipped through his address book.　　It's past six o'clock in the morning UK time.　　There is no personal contact between the psychologist and the patient, but the family counsellor can obviously make exceptions.　　When Wang Fa called, he thought he would wait for a long time, but the call was picked up almost as soon as it was connected.　　"Dr. Yan, I'm sorry to bother you so early." He softened his emotions and said.　　"It's not early, I've been waiting for your call for a long time." On the other end of the line was a female voice as calm as water, with the cacophony of a coffee machine starting.　　Hearing the latter words, Wang Fa's heart beat uncontrollably, and he knew that he had found the right direction.　　The story goes back to before he came to Grand View.　　He remembers very well that after he was preparing to return home, his psychiatrist advised him not to make the decision to give up altogether so quickly. You can try to choose a place to live close to the stadium, observe and think more before making a choice.　　So, he rented the rooftop at No. 17 Wutong Road.　　There are occasional Family Days, which are online counseling sessions that require the whole family to participate.　　When talking about him, it was the psychiatrist on the other end of the phone who suggested that he could go to the youth ball games in China to find the throbbing of his initial love for football.　　That's why he came to Pearl Stadium that Sunday.　　"I have a question, do you know Lin Wanxing?" He asked very directly.

第119章 命定 　　等待回答的时间对王法来说非常漫长。 　　但对严茗来讲， 可能只是抿一口咖啡的时间。 　　严茗：“如果你仔细看过我的简历，应该知道我本科就读于永川大学心理系。” 　　“所以呢？”王法握紧手机。 　　“所以，我确实认识林晚星。”严茗说。 　　她甚至没有问哪个“林”哪个“晚星”， 而是直接了当地承认。 　　王法一把推开天台门， 光明大作，风吹得他帽衫猎猎作响。 　　“你为什么会认识她？”严茗承认后，王法复杂纷乱的头脑反而冷静下来，克制心中的诸多问题，“你比她大了十二岁，她进大学的时候你早就毕业了。” 　　“细节很好， 王法。”严茗停顿了下，“但有没有可能，我认识她， 但她不认识我？” 　　这简直像什么精心设计的游戏， 近在宏景的陈、钱二位老师， 远在英国的心理医生，他们都早早地认识林晚星。可林晚星本人却毫不知情。 　　严茗抿了口咖啡， 像在给他思考时间：“Winfred，你关心的问题不过两个：第一、在林晚星身上究竟发生了什么事；第二、你在整件事情中究竟处于什么样的位置。” 　　“你错了，我根本不关心第二点，也不关心你到底做了什么。”王法说， “我只关心我该怎么做。” 　　电话那头，严茗的声音不再有清晨的慵懒，她在餐桌前边坐下，打开笔记本：“我认识林晚星， 是因为她有段时间， 成为校友间的谈资。” 　　“是指她在大学里出的事？” 　　“你没有完全查过她是吗？”严茗似乎有点不可思议。 　　“我想谈恋爱， 还要调查女生的背景？”王法跟着不可思议地反问。 　　银勺落入杯中，严茗几乎被他的反应沉默，过了会儿，她才感慨地说道：“所以只能是你啊，Winfred。” 　　“事实上，我不确定怎么做才是对的。”王法沉思片刻，如实以告，“我搜索过一些她的资料，但没有结果，你们永川大学问题太多了。” 　　“首先，我们永川大学的问题只是比普通高校略多一些，天才和疯子从来都只有一线之隔。其次，不光是你，其实我们也不清楚真相是什么，更不知道怎么做才是对的。” 　　“什么的真相？” 　　“你说得对，林晚星是我的学妹，我比她大了整整12届，照理我不会认识她。”严茗走到窗边，“但你听说过知名校友录吗？” 　　“那是什么东西？” 　　“就是校方才有的联系名单，上面有我们很多心理系知名校友的联系方式。去年的某一天，我们很多人都收到了一封同样的邮件。” 　　所有人言辞中透露的内容，包括林晚星从学校离开后绝口不谈的态度，都证明当年是一件桩恶性事件。严茗已经把杯中的咖啡喝完，她说得很慢，显然是因为这件事需要找到一个合适的叙述角度。 　　“群发关于林晚星的邮件，谁干的？” 　　“我们不知道是谁发的，但邮件内容很可怕。”严茗坐直身子，声音郑重，“里面讲述了林晚星犯下的恶行，其内容逻辑链完备、证据确凿，耸人听闻。” 　　在此之前，王法已经做好心理准备。可听到“耸人听闻”四个字的时候，仍感到一阵寒意。 　　那是互联网上简单搜索查不到的内容，却被私下群发给学校校友。从林晚星父母的态度来看，他们应该也知道了这件事，并且不相信自己的女儿。 　　像是什么无处可逃的牢笼，要把林晚星的所有社会关系斩尽杀绝。 　　王法根本无法想象，林晚星到底经历了什么：“无论你怎么看，我都相信她。” 　　“任何看到那封邮件的人，都会认为林晚星有问题。但我们不是傻子，肯定会对群发邮件这种事保持怀疑，自以为是的正义有时就是罪恶本身。” 　　“除了吃瓜、审判并保持警惕外，你们这些‘知名校友’还做了什么？” 　　“你了解她，但我们不了解。”严茗沉默了一段时间，然后说：“因为一些原因，事件真相很难被调查，所以我们能做的只有，了解林晚星究竟是什么样的人，才能做出我们的判断。” 　　“葬礼后，蒋教练的儿子突然想到林晚星，是你的主意？”王法问。 　　严茗沉默了一段时间，最后下定决心般地说：“是我。你可以这样理解吧，心理学实验除了人为干预控制变量的方法以外，还有一种自然观察法。蒋旬的存在提供了一个契机，一面是我校教育心理学历年来最优秀的毕业生之一，另一面是需要得到教育的学生我们想看看在自然条件下林晚星会做些什么。” 　　巧妙的安排，对“好奇心”的完美利用，稍加引导但不做干涉，尽量保持自然地观察。 　　陈钱两位老师确实做了很多工作，但很多东西显然在他们能力范围之外。 　　“那么我呢，一个有心理问题的教练，你想用我观察她什么？” 　　“我发誓我给的都是建议，我没有用任何心理学暗示手段让你去她的身边。是你自己选择了梧桐路17号，听到你和你父母交流新地址的时候我惊呆了。我们为她安排了那么多刻意相遇，但只有你，是她命中注定的意外。” 　　王法站在天台凛冽的风口，这里到处是他和林晚星生活的痕迹。 　　他们在这里聊天，看电影，观察不远处的球场。林晚星会在这里工作，记录学生们的日常，也会照顾花草指挥学生们做这做那。她一直谋划着养只猫和一条狗，但始终没有捡到合适的。风里好像都卷着她的笑声。 　　无论听严茗说多少，王法脑海中只有林晚星。 　　她很明显想要逃离这一切，可偌大的社会关系网却将她交织其中。 　　她被观察着，被人引导着做了许多事。 　　直到她选择离开，王法甚至庆幸她终于走了。 　　“虽然不知道究竟发生了什么，但我现在可以理解，她为什么要走了。”王法平静地说道。 　　“问题就在这里，Winfred。”严茗换了个坐姿，郑重说道，“林晚星作为自然观察实验对象，我们了解她，不认为她会一走了之。你可以尊重她的选择，不再过问，或者，帮助她走出来。” 　　“明白。” 　　严茗坐在餐桌前，打开了电脑，她看着屏幕上的内容，再次告诫王法，“如果你想了解她的故事，可以打开邮箱。但这是一个死局，当事人从一开始就选择自杀，没有人知道真相。” 　　按下发送键前，严茗这样说道。
Chapter 119: Destiny The time to wait for an answer was a very long time for Wang Fa.　　But for Yan Ming, it may just be time to take a sip of coffee.　　Yan Ming: "If you read my resume carefully, you should know that I studied in the Department of Psychology of Yongchuan University as an undergraduate. "So what?" Wang Fa clenched his phone.　　"So, I do know Lin Wanxing." Yan Ming said.　　She didn't even ask which "Lin" and which "evening star", but admitted it directly.　　Wang Fa pushed open the rooftop door, and the light was bright, and the wind blew his hoodie hunting.　　"Why did you know her?" After Yan Ming admitted, Wang Fa's complicated and chaotic mind calmed down and restrained the many questions in his heart, "You are twelve years older than her, and you will have graduated by the time she entered college." "The details are good, Wang Fa." Yan Ming paused, "But is it possible that I know her, but she doesn't know me?" It's like some kind of well-designed game, the two teachers Chen and Qian who are close to Hongjing, and the psychiatrist who is far away in the UK, they all know Lin Wanxing early. But Lin Wanxing himself didn't know it.　　Yan Ming took a sip of coffee, as if giving him time to think: "Winfred, there are only two questions you care about: first, what happened to Lin Wanxing; Second, where exactly are you in the whole thing? "You're wrong, I don't care about the second point at all, and I don't care what exactly you've done." Wang Fa said, "I only care about what I should do." 　　On the other end of the phone, Yan Ming's voice no longer had the laziness of the early morning, she sat down at the dining table and opened her notebook: "I know Lin Wanxing because she has been a talking point among alumni for a while. "What happened to her in college?" 　　"You haven't checked her completely, have you?" Yan Ming seemed a little incredible.　　"I want to fall in love, and I want to investigate the background of the girl?" Wang Fa then asked incredulously.　　The silver spoon fell into the cup, Yan Ming was almost silent by his reaction, and after a while, she said with emotion: "So it can only be you, Winfred." "Actually, I'm not sure what to do is the right thing to do." Wang Fa pondered for a moment and told the truth, "I have searched for some of her information, but there are no results, you Yongchuan University has too many questions." "First of all, our problems at Yongchuan University are only slightly more than ordinary universities, and there is always a thin line between geniuses and madmen. Secondly, not only you, but also we don't know what the truth is, let alone how to do it. "The truth of what?" 　　"You're right, Lin Wanxing is my younger sister, I'm 12 years older than her, so I won't know her." Yan Ming walked to the window, "But have you heard of the well-known alumni directory?" "What's that?" 　　"It's a contact list that only has the school, and it has the contact information of many of our well-known alumni of the Department of Psychology. One day last year, many of us received the same email. The content revealed in everyone's words, including Lin Wanxing's attitude of never talking about it after leaving school, proves that it was a vicious incident back then. Yan Ming had already finished the coffee in the cup, and she said it slowly, obviously because the matter needed to find a suitable narrative angle.　　"Who did the mass email about Lin Wanxing?" 　　"We don't know who sent it, but the content of the email is horrible." Yan Ming sat up straight, her voice solemn, "It tells the evil deeds committed by Lin Wanxing, and its content has a complete logical chain, conclusive evidence, and sensational. Before that, Wang Fa was already mentally prepared. But when I heard the word "sensational", I still felt a chill.　　It was something that could not be found in a simple search on the Internet, but it was privately sent to school alumni. Judging from the attitude of Lin Wanxing's parents, they should also know about this and don't believe their daughter.　　It's like a cage with nowhere to escape, and he wants to kill all of Lin Wanxing's social relationships.　　Wang Fa couldn't imagine what Lin Wanxing had experienced: "No matter how you look at it, I believe her." "Anyone who saw that email would think there was something wrong with Lin Wanxing. But we're not stupid, and we're sure to be suspicious of mass mailings, and self-righteous justice is sometimes the sin itself. "Apart from eating melons, judging and being vigilant, what else have you 'well-known alumni' done?" 　　"You know her, but we don't." Yan Ming was silent for a while, and then said: "For some reasons, the truth of the incident is difficult to investigate, so all we can do is to understand what kind of person Lin Wanxing is, so that we can make our judgment." "After the funeral, Coach Jiang's son suddenly thought of Lin Wanxing, was it your idea?" Wang Fa asked.　　Yan Ming was silent for a while, and finally said with determination: "It's me." You can understand it this way, in addition to the method of human intervention to control variables, psychological experiments also have a natural observation method. Jiang Xun's existence provides an opportunity, on the one hand, to be one of the best graduates of our school's educational psychology degree, and on the other hand, to be students who need to be educated, and we want to see what Lin Wanxing will do under natural conditions. Clever arrangement, perfect use of "curiosity", a little guidance but no interference, try to keep a natural observation.　　Chen Qian and the two teachers did a lot of work, but a lot of things were obviously beyond their capabilities.　　"And what about me, a coach with psychological problems, what do you want to observe her with me?"I swear all I gave was advice, and I didn't use any psychological suggestion to get you to go to her side. You chose 17 Wutong Road by yourself, and I was stunned to hear that you exchanged your new address with your parents. We have arranged so many deliberate encounters for her, but it is only you, and it is her destined accident. Wang Fa stood on the rooftop of the cold tuyere, where there were traces of his and Lin Wanxing's lives.　　They chatted, watched movies, and observed the pitch not far away. Lin Wanxing will work here, record the daily life of the students, and will also take care of the flowers and plants to direct the students to do this and that. She had been planning to get a cat and a dog, but she never found the right one. The wind seemed to be filled with her laughter.　　No matter how much Yan Ming said, Wang Fa only had Lin Wanxing in his mind.　　She clearly wanted to escape from it all, but her vast social network intertwined her.　　She was watched, she was led to do many things.　　Until she chose to leave, Wang Fa was even glad that she was finally gone.　　"I don't know exactly what happened, but I can now understand why she left." Wang Fa said calmly.　　"Here's the problem, Winfred." Yan Ming changed her sitting posture and said solemnly, "Lin Wanxing is a subject of natural observation experiments, we know her, and we don't think she will leave." You can respect her choice, stop asking, or help her get out. "Understood." 　　Yan Ming sat at the dining table and turned on the computer, she looked at the content on the screen, and once again warned Wang Fa, "If you want to know her story, you can open the mailbox." But this is a dead end, the person concerned chose to commit suicide from the beginning, and no one knows the truth. Before pressing the send button, Yan Ming said.

第120章 舒庸 　　死者名叫舒庸。 　　1959年生人， 永川大学心理系终身教授。 　　1977年，舒庸进入永川大学心理系学习。 　　1981年，舒庸毕业， 获教育学学士学位， 同年9月，舒庸进入永川大学心理系，先后担任助教、讲师。 　　1995年，舒庸前往美国CHU大学担任访问学者，回国后，他潜心儿童道德心理学研究。 　　和现在拥有华丽履历的学者相比， 舒庸教授生平相对简单朴素。他鲜少参与社会活动，潜心学术，并主持了大量重要研究。 　　同时， 舒庸热爱教育工作、悉心指导学生， 在当选永川大学心理系副主任后， 他仍然每周坚持承担大量教学工作。 　　舒庸教授和夫人何悠亭生活清贫，乐于助人， 资助了超过1000名贫困学生，工资除基本生活所需外全部捐献。 　　就是这样一位深受学生喜爱，在安贫乐道的教授，于一个隆冬的午后， 在自己办公室结束了生命。 　　而林晚星，是舒庸生前，最后见过他的人。 　　打开邮件前，王法其实没有犹豫。 　　他做了足够的心理建设， 设想了很多林晚星被指控的“恶行”， 但舒庸的死亡， 完全颠覆了他的认知。 　　这不是什么极致的暴力事件，而是一场阴暗潮湿的雨。 　　舒庸自杀后，林晚星作为生前最后和他接触的人，接受了警方调查。 　　调查内容不可知，但很快林晚星就回来了。 　　在邮件中，撰写人用上了“无罪释放”这个词。 　　因为警方确认，舒庸是自己踢倒了脚下一米多高的心理书籍，悬梁自尽的。 　　死亡现场满地卷帙，没有他杀痕迹。 　　林晚星在法律上脱罪，但撰信人认为，林晚星必须接受严厉的道德审判。 　　因为她涉嫌精神控制舒庸，使舒庸教授饱受折磨，愧对家人，最终选择结束自己的生命。 　　邮件中附上了舒庸教授写给夫人何悠亭女士的亲笔道歉信。 　　舒庸教授最后说：悠亭，一切都是我的错，是我对不起这个家，对不起你。 　　整封邮件内容朴实直白，饱含对舒庸教授的缅怀和对林晚星的恨意。 　　林晚星和舒庸夫妇私交密切，信中罗列的证据众多。包括舒庸对林晚星的爱，帮助林晚星完成论文的证据，以及一些相关同学的证词。 　　云层浓厚，藤蔓阴影密布。 　　荒诞的、诡谲的、惊悚的…… 　　在这封发送给永川大学大量校友的信件中，林晚星是个为了私利不惜勾引老师、破坏家庭、无恶不作的魔鬼。 　　舒庸饱受良心谴责，又放不下对林晚星的情感，最后选择自杀。 　　王法很难形容看完邮件后的恶寒。 　　人已经死了。 　　死者承认，同学作证，物证丰富。 　　对林晚星来说，她百口莫辩，没有任何证明自己清白的机会。 　　连亲生父母都不相信她，要怎么才能解释清楚她不是这样的人呢？ 　　她没办法说。 　　父母对女儿的态度，林晚星难以启齿的故事，封存过往逃离永川的行为。 　　还有，林晚星明明需要他，却拒绝他进一步接触的态度，一切的一切似乎都有了解释。 　　在这个时刻，王法很想回到每一个林晚星在天台的夜晚，对她说“我相信你”。 　　但此刻，他又比谁都清楚，一切宽慰和爱对林晚星来说都是无用的。 　　她走不出来，就是走不出来。 　　“我看完了，我相信她。”最后，王法只能对着电话那头的人这么说。 　　严茗意外于王法的冷静：“但请理解，我们没办法完全相信林晚星。” 　　“舒庸死了一段时间，那人才把这封信群发给你们，你觉得是为什么？” 　　“时间点是在毕业升学季，撰写人说是调查时间很长，没有严格意义的法律证据，只能道德谴责。具体原因，可能只有林晚星自己知道了。” 　　“我有最后一个问题。你们很多人应该都上过舒庸的课吧，为什么不相信德高望重的老师？而是‘大动干戈’，为林晚星做这一切，给她证明自己能力和品行的机会？” 　　严茗沉默了一段时间，说：“不知实情，不予置评。我们不相信任何一方，只想保持客观和理智。” 　　王法并不完全相信这个回答。 　　结束和严茗的对话后，王法挂断电话。 　　差不多在这个时刻，天台响起敲门声。 　　王法听到自己用暗哑的声音说了“请进”两个字，学生们推门进来。 　　天台的风凛冽而起，球员们鱼贯而入。 　　“教练，你怎么眼睛红了，哭了吗？”林鹿半蹲下来，试图安慰他。 　　看着眼前的球员们，王法忽然能感受到一些林晚星每天看着他们的心情。 　　凄冷的生命变得热闹丰富，不再孤单。 　　“是不是我们老师的留言太感人了？”秦敖问。 　　“是，我等会就改密码，你们都别看。”王法说。 　　学生们大约吐槽了几句“嘁”“小气”，然后又都沉默下来。 　　过一会儿，就是他们的足球训练时间。但事情没有解决，林晚星没有回来，没有人想动。 　　“所以老师到底出了什么事？” 　　“我们要怎么救她啊。” 　　他们满脑子想的都是这些事。 　　闻言，王法回神再次看着那封邮件。 　　他忽然感受到林晚星每次教育抉择的困难时刻，难怪要翻来覆去拉着他讨论究竟怎么做才好。 　　现在，摆在他面前的问题是是否要告诉学生们新邮件的内容？ 　　林晚星被怀疑精神控制老师，逼死德高望重的教授。 　　事关林晚星不为人知的过去，里面全是肮脏龌龊的事情。从传统教育的角度来说，大人不会让孩子知道这些。 　　但如果换个角度来想，做最基本的逻辑判断。 　　林晚星是这样的人吗？ 　　显然不是。 　　如果邮件内容是假的，那这就是对林晚星赤裸裸的构陷。 　　王法再次看向他的球员们。 　　做了一个他认为林晚星会做的选择。 　　谁干的？ 　　学生们听完邮件里的故事，第一反应很出乎王法的意料。 　　他们气势汹汹地问道。 　　“你问的是哪一部分，是谁干的？”王法在思考自己哪里没有讲清楚。 　　“我们问的当然是谁发的邮件陷害我们林老师！” 　　“逼崽子别给我逮住，我直接弄死他！” 　　“太傻逼了吧，我们教练怎么说都是高富帅了，林老师说不要就不要，会去勾引个糟老头？” 　　球员们你一言我一语，纷纷放狠话。 　　王法想，如果林晚星在场，应该会为这种无条件的信任而动容。 　　但很可惜，林晚星并不在这里。 　　“教练，我们下一步要怎么做？”文成业这样问。 　　问题太多，事情发生得太快。 　　林晚星有无法解开的心结，所以最终选择离开。 　　他对林晚星说一万遍“我相信你”，就能解决问题吗？ 　　现在的贸然关心，很可能是用他们自以为是的好意，将她逼入更艰难的绝境。 　　“你们先去做今天的体能训练吧，我想想。”王法这样对学生们说。 　　重新坐在武川路体育场的看台上，眼前是广袤的球场。 　　春日万物复苏，绿意覆盖，可在王法看来，今天比以往的每一日都更加晦暗。 　　林晚星的故事全在一封试图构陷她的邮件里。 　　而真相究竟是什么呢？ 　　又有谁知道呢？ 　　王法低头看着自己的手机通讯录，最终还是打了个电话。 　　求助这件事本身就是走投无路的做法，但他确实没办法了。 　　电话通得很慢，正当他以为要自然挂断时，才被接起来。 　　王法深深吸了口气，下定决心般地开口：“我想了解一个案子。” 　　“首先，大人没教过你给长辈打电话的时候要先喊尊称吗？” 　　沉默了一段时间，王法缓缓开口：“小舅舅。”
Chapter 120: Shu Yong The deceased's name was Shu Yong.　　Born in 1959, he is a tenured professor at the Department of Psychology, Yongchuan University.　　In 1977, Shu Yong entered the Department of Psychology of Yongchuan University.　　In 1981, Shu Yong graduated with a bachelor's degree in education, and in September of the same year, Shu Yong entered the Department of Psychology of Yongchuan University, successively serving as a teaching assistant and lecturer.　　In 1995, Shu Yong went to the United States as a visiting scholar at CHU University, and after returning to China, he devoted himself to the study of child moral psychology.　　Compared with the scholars who now have a magnificent resume, Professor Shu Yong's life is relatively simple and simple. He was rarely involved in social activities, devoted himself to academics, and presided over a large number of important researches.　　At the same time, Shu Yong loves education and carefully guides students, and after being elected as the deputy director of the Department of Psychology at Yongchuan University, he still insists on taking on a lot of teaching work every week.　　Professor Shu Yong and his wife He Youting lived in poverty and were helpful, and sponsored more than 1,000 poor students, and donated all their salaries except for basic living needs.　　It was such a professor who was loved by his students and lived in his office in the middle of winter.　　And Lin Wanxing was the last person who saw Shu Yong before his death.　　Before opening the email, Wang Fa actually did not hesitate.　　He did enough psychological construction to imagine a lot of the "evil deeds" that Lin Wanxing was accused of, but Shu Yong's death completely subverted his cognition.　　This is not some extreme violence, but a dark and damp rain.　　After Shu Yong's suicide, Lin Wanxing, as the last person who had contact with him before his death, was investigated by the police.　　The contents of the investigation are unknown, but soon Lin Wanxing returned.　　In the email, the writer used the word "acquittal".　　Because the police confirmed that Shu Yong kicked down the psychological book more than one meter high under his feet and committed suicide by hanging from the beam.　　The scene of the death was covered with curls, and there was no trace of his killing.　　Lin Wanxing was legally exonerated from the crime, but the author argued that Lin Wanxing must face a harsh moral trial.　　Because she was suspected of mind control Shu Yong, Professor Shu Yong was tortured and ashamed of his family, and finally chose to end his life.　　Attached to the email was a handwritten apology letter written by Professor Shu Yong to his wife, Ms. He Youting.　　Professor Shu Yong finally said: Youting, everything is my fault, I am sorry for this family, sorry for you.　　The content of the whole email is simple and straightforward, full of remembrance of Professor Shu Yong and hatred for Lin Wanxing.　　Lin Wanxing and Shu Yong have a close personal relationship, and there is a lot of evidence listed in the letter. Including Shu Yong's love for Lin Wanxing, evidence of helping Lin Wanxing complete his thesis, and testimony of some relevant classmates.　　The clouds are thick and the vines are heavily shadowed.　　Absurd, treacherous, terrifying...... 　　In this letter sent to a large number of alumni of Yongchuan University, Lin Wanxing is a devil who does not hesitate to seduce teachers, destroy families, and do all kinds of evil for personal gain.　　Shu Yong was condemned by his conscience, and he couldn't let go of his feelings for Lin Wanxing, so he finally chose to commit suicide.　　It is difficult for Wang Fa to describe the chill after reading the email.　　The man is dead.　　The deceased admitted that his classmates testified and the material evidence was abundant.　　For Lin Wanxing, she was speechless and had no chance to prove her innocence.　　Even her biological parents don't believe her, how can she explain that she is not such a person?　　She couldn't tell.　　The parents' attitude towards their daughter, Lin Wanxing's unspeakable story, sealed the past escape from Yongchuan.　　Also, Lin Wanxing's attitude of refusing him to make further contact with him obviously needs him, and everything seems to have an explanation.　　At this moment, Wang Fa really wanted to go back to every night when Lin Wanxing was on the rooftop and say "I believe in you" to her.　　But at this moment, he knows better than anyone else that all comfort and love are useless to Lin Wanxing.　　She can't get out, she just can't get out.　　"I'm done, I believe her." In the end, Wang Fa could only say this to the person on the other end of the phone.　　Yan Ming was surprised by Wang Fa's calmness: "But please understand, we can't fully trust Lin Wanxing." "Shu Yong died for a while, and that person sent this letter to you in groups, why do you think it is?" 　　"The time point is in the graduation season, and the author said that the investigation time is very long, there is no legal evidence in the strict sense, and it can only be morally condemned. The specific reason may only be known to Lin Wanxing herself. "I have one last question. Many of you should have taken Shu Yong's class, why don't you trust a respected teacher? It's about 'going to fight' and do all this for Lin Wanxing, giving her the opportunity to prove her ability and conduct? Yan Ming was silent for a while and said, "I don't know the truth, so I won't comment." We don't trust either side and just want to be objective and san. Wang Fa was not entirely convinced by this answer.　　After ending the conversation with Yan Ming, Wang Fa hung up the phone.　　Around this moment, there was a knock on the rooftop.　　Wang Fa heard himself say the words "Please come in" in a hoarse voice, and the students pushed the door in.　　The wind on the rooftop was blowing and the players were rushing in.　　"Coach, why are your eyes red and crying?" Lin Lu half-squatted down, trying to comfort him.　　Looking at the players in front of him, Wang Fa could suddenly feel some of Lin Wanxing's feelings when he looked at them every day.　　The bleak life becomes lively and abundant, and it is no longer lonely.　　"Isn't our teacher's message too touching?" Qin Ao asked.　　"Yes, I'll change the password later, don't even look at it." Wang Fa said.　　The students complained a few words of "stingy" and "stingy", and then they all fell silent.　　After a while, it's time for their soccer practice.But the matter was not resolved, Lin Wanxing did not come back, and no one wanted to move.　　"So what the hell happened to the teacher?" 　　"How are we going to save her?" 　　These are the things they have on their minds.　　Hearing this, Wang Fa came back to his senses and looked at the email again.　　He suddenly felt the difficult moment of Lin Wanxing's every educational choice, no wonder he had to pull him over and over again to discuss how to do it.　　Now, the question before him is whether to tell the students about the content of the new email?　　Lin Wanxing was suspected of being a mind control teacher and forced the respected professor to death.　　is about Lin Wanxing's unknown past, which is full of dirty and dirty things. From the perspective of traditional education, adults do not let their children know this.　　But if you think about it from another angle, make the most basic logical judgment.　　Is Lin Wanxing such a person?　　Apparently not.　　If the content of the email is fake, then this is a naked framing of Lin Wanxing.　　Wang Fa looked at his players again.　　made a choice that he thought Lin Wanxing would make.　　Who did this to you?　　After listening to the story in the email, the students' first reaction was very unexpected.　　They asked menacingly.　　"Which part are you asking, and who did it?" Wang Fa was thinking about where he didn't make it clear.　　"Of course, we are asking who sent the email to frame our teacher Lin!" 　　"Don't catch me, I'll kill him directly!" 　　"It's too stupid, how can our coach say that he is rich and handsome, and Mr. Lin said that if you don't want it, you won't want it, and you will seduce a bad old man?" 　　Players, you say a word to me, and you have to say cruel words.　　Wang Fa thought that if Lin Wanxing was present, he would be moved by this unconditional trust.　　But it's a pity that Lin Wanxing is not here.　　"Coach, what are we going to do next?" Wen Chengye asked.　　There are too many problems, things happen too fast.　　Lin Wanxing had a knot that could not be untied, so she finally chose to leave.　　He said to Lin Wanxing 10,000 times, "I believe in you", can he solve the problem?　　The rash concern now is likely to use their self-righteous good intentions to force her into an even more difficult desperate situation.　　"You guys go do today's physical training first, I think about it." Wang Fa said to the students.　　Sitting in the stands of Wuchuan Road Stadium again, there is a vast stadium in front of you.　　In the spring, everything is revived and covered with greenery, but in Wang Fa's view, today is darker than every day before.　　Lin Wanxing's story is all in an email that tries to frame her.　　And what is the truth?　　And who knows?　　Wang Fa looked down at his phone's address book, and finally made a call.　　Asking for help was a desperate thing in itself, but he really couldn't help it.　　The phone was slow and was picked up just when he thought he was going to hang up naturally.　　Wang Fa took a deep breath and said with determination: "I want to know about a case. "First of all, didn't the adults teach you to call your elders first to call your elders?" 　　After being silent for a while, Wang Fa slowly spoke: "Little uncle." ”

第121章 蛛网 　　电话那头的人姓刑名从连， 时任宏景市刑警大队大队长。 　　虽然王法喊他小舅舅，但其实二人岁数相差不大。是那个年代长女和小女儿之间的岁数差距，造成了他们的辈分差。 　　喊一个比自己大不了几岁的人舅舅显然吃亏， 对王法来说， 他不到迫不得已不会向家人求助。但现在，他确实亟需专业人士帮他理清这一切疑点。 　　“哎~” 　　果然，电话那头的人“享受”地应了一声。 　　王法正想继续说下去，却听对方冷酷地道：“王法同志，不管什么案子我都不能私下给你透风，奶茶贿赂是行不通的。 　　王法坚持地道：“你可以先听我说完吗？” 　　“哦， 你小听你的，说吧。” 　　学生们今天训练格外认真，在球场上发疯似地奔跑， 像要发泄心中很多情绪。 　　王法看着他们， 开始讲述他和林晚星的故事。 　　讲起正事， 刑从连瞬时收起玩世不恭，听得非常认真。 　　“永川大学、心理学教授自杀？” 　　听到某一节点时， 刑从连忽然这样问。 　　“嗯，我看到你们最近处理了永川大学的案子……” 　　王法话说了一半，注意到刑从连压住了话筒。像是房间里来了什么人，或者本来就有人， 他在和对方交流着什么。 　　过了相当长一段时间，电话才被接过。 　　不属于刑从连的声音传来，音质清冷悦耳。 　　“你好。” 　　“你好。”王法不由自主打了个激灵。 　　“自我介绍一下，我叫林辰， 永川大学犯罪心理学专业毕业， 也算林晚星的师兄。” 　　“您好。” 　　“你想找的不是刑从连， 应该是看到我们在永川大学处理的连环自杀案，所以想来找我。” 　　目的被直接看穿，林辰却没让王法感到不适，相反，镇定和冷静本身就能抚慰人心。 　　“是。”王法承认。 　　“我再和你确认一下，林晚星离开的时间，是X天前对吗？” 　　“对。” 　　电话那头沉吟片刻，像想明白了一些问题：“我大概知道了，舒庸教授自杀案真相，我会重新调查。林晚星离开的原因，我会再问严茗。让蒋旬直接给我打电话。有时间的话，你周日可以来一趟永川，我会帮你解决一些疑问。” 　　电话那头的声音很平和，桩桩件件都交代清楚，王法不敢相信对方完全把事情揽到了自己身上。 　　他小舅舅本人也是同样的震惊：“你还真帮他查，有点兴师动众了吧！” 　　“我调查这些，可以不借阅警方卷宗，你不用为难。”林辰说。 　　“哎，见外了不是！”刑从连这么说着，挂断电话。 　　周日，按照约定，王法踏上了前往永川的高铁。 　　与他同行的，是经过推举的二位“保镖”秦敖和文成业。 　　秦敖人高马大最凶悍，而文成业当选理由则是他很变态，绝对能下死手。 　　两位男生美其名曰怕他去永川路上有危险，但王法很清楚，他们只是想知道答案。 　　约定地点是永川大学校门口。 　　进入校区外道路，一眼就能看到前方高耸的“国立永川大学”汉白玉牌坊。 　　天气晴好，学生们换上轻快鲜艳的春装，四周都是生机勃勃的动人景象。 　　秦敖和文成业虽然没说话，但第一次来真正的名校，都显得有些激动。 　　王法第一眼就看到等在牌坊下的两人。 　　他的小舅舅依旧保持胡子拉碴的模样，但很明显看起来比上次见面沧桑不少。 　　而在他小舅舅旁边站着的人，应该就是那位犯罪心理学家了。 　　林辰穿了一套灰色连帽运动衫，目光清澈宁和。他几乎完全融入了周围的大学生中，却又和所有人都完全不同。他只是站在那里，但连秦敖和文成业都忍不住盯着看。 　　真见了面，刑从连没了电话里的吊儿郎当，拍了拍他的肩，算作打招呼。 　　王法心中沉了沉，知道是林晚星的调查结果不好。 　　但林辰却显得相对轻松：“秦敖、文成业？” 　　林辰目光扫过他们，准确喊出了两位学生的名字。 　　“你们都成年了吧。” 　　两名高中生惊呆了。 　　“啊，是啊！” 　　“走吧，我带你们参观一下永川大学。”他对学生们说道。 　　永川大学校历史悠长，这里绿树成荫，环境清幽。林辰带他们走上一条青石板路，大学校园一切似乎都被绿意暂时隔绝。原本咋咋呼呼的男生，不由自主安静下来。 　　“林顾问很喜欢做导游。”刑从连说。 　　林辰也真像个尽职尽责的导游，不仅给他们介绍现在所在位置，还带他们在永川大学的湖边散步。林辰气质很清冷但又没有距离感，跟着他一路走，听他介绍母校的一切，学生们问题也多了起来。他们开始问林辰当年考了多少分，他们体育生能不能上，大概多少分能上之类的。林辰一一作答，对于不了解的部分，他也说会去问了相熟的招生老师后，再给他们解答。 　　就在所有人甚至差不多忘记此行目的的时候，林辰忽然说：“我们学校风水不太好。” 　　男生们皆是一震，他们正好在湖边，旁边是几颗歪脖子的柳树。树下摆着鲜花和一些祭奠用品，柳枝垂在湖面，风一吹，霎时阴风阵阵。 　　刑从连立刻赞同：“我早这么觉得了，尤其你们系。” 　　“这没办法，我之前和老师提过，我们心理系风水肯定有问题，得找个专业风水大师来看看。” 　　“呃……好。”刑从连这么说。 　　林辰在湖边站定，他仰头，深深望向不远处的一栋老楼，然后转头对他们说：“其实林晚星的离开，与我们有一定关系。” 　　王法和学生们都一时没反应过来。 　　“但关系不大，我们不背锅。”刑从连强调。 　　“永川大学之前发生了校园连环自杀案，因此当地警方重新提调了前案相关档案，看是否有关联。林晚星离开那天，作为舒庸教授自杀案的相关人员，再次接受了核查，这应该是促使她离开的最直接原因。” 　　“两个案子真的有关吗？” 　　“调查中未发现相关联系。” 　　“那我们老师她为什么要走？” 　　秦敖完全不理解这是怎么一回事，他完全信任林晚星，所以无法理解她因为被调查就走人？ 　　“警方调查诱发了她的创伤性记忆吗？”王法问。 　　“这应该是她离开的一方面原因。” 　　“舒庸教授的自杀案到底是怎么一回事？” 　　闻言，林辰深深地看着他们。 　　从湖边向前，林辰带他们来到一栋民国年间风格的老楼。 　　那是老式砖楼，门口花坛有一株繁茂的紫色三角梅，掩映着一块铜质门牌，上面是“永川大学·心理系”几个字。 　　林辰看了眼两位男生，没有避讳他们的意思，踩着吱吱呀呀的木楼梯，将他们一起带上楼。 　　五楼走廊上安着老式琉璃花窗，因此显得格外幽暗。 　　水磨石地板，暗红色木门。 　　王法盯着木门上的黄铜把手，很快明白过来：“这里是……” 　　“舒庸自杀的办公室。”林辰看了眼时间，像在等什么人，“他自杀前，和林晚星在这里见过一面。林晚星离开后，舒庸反锁了办公室，给林晚星发了一条信息。也因为这个原因，林晚星是最先发现舒庸尸体的人。” 　　“什么信息？” 　　“再见吾爱。” 　　王法猛地看向林辰。 　　林辰推开办公室的门，腥湿湖风灌入，满地卷帙飞扬，整个空间像是被完全封印在舒庸死亡的那个时刻。 　　办公室里有扇窗，林辰望着窗外的小路，说：“来这栋办公楼的路只有一条，那天晚上下着雪，舒庸自杀的时候面朝窗外。林晚星如果收到信息赶回来，第一眼就能看到他。” 　　办公室里静得吓人，仿佛有踩雪的咯吱声响起，女生抬起头，灯光昏黄的室内，老师悬挂在梁上。 　　她先是不可置信，然后疯狂地跑上楼，绝望呼喊求救，不顾一切地撞门…… 　　很显然，这不是绝望的自杀，而是蓄谋已久的死亡盛宴。 　　舒庸窒息的那段时间，说不定还在享受林晚星的哭嚎。 　　直到保卫处姗姗来迟。 　　她看到的就是悬挂在梁上的冰冷尸体，以及坍塌的全部文献著作。 　　舒庸的遗书就放在办公桌最显眼的位置。 　　雪片从窗口卷入。 　　可从那一刻开始，林晚星的世界完全黑暗了。 　　“是的，舒庸死前向林晚星告白，他知道林晚星会拒绝他。但没关系，他会把林晚星永远钉在他的标本盒上，享受死后的一切，”林辰这样说。 　　四周像死亡一样寒冷。 　　但有时活着，比死更冷。 　　王法感觉世界像碎片般簌簌剥离落下。 　　他看过那封邮件里的东西，他以为那就是有人单纯造谣林晚星，什么也不信。 　　他从没想过，这件事还有另一个更恐怖的可能性。 　　信里有一部分内容，是真的。 　　“那个死掉的老男人，爱我们老师？”文成业用冰冷的语气问道。 　　“我肯定不会把这种感情定义为‘爱’。那会儿林晚星拿到了全奖，毕业后就会出国留学。舒庸知道再也留不住她，所以用这种极度畸形而变态的方式，想要锁住她的灵魂。”林辰说。 　　“我们老师知道这事儿吗？”秦敖忽然开口。 　　“她知不知道这一点并不重要，因为被舒庸爱上的那一刻起，在所有人眼中，她就是有罪的。” 　　林辰的声音明明很轻，王法听来却震耳欲聋。 　　那些隐秘背德的情愫，炙热的欲望，舒庸从一开始就没想过隐藏。 　　更可怕的是，舒庸不止想让林晚星知道他的爱，他要让所有人都知道这件事。 　　“那封群发邮件，到底是谁发的？”王法问。 　　林辰用赞赏的目光看他一眼，然后看了看时间。 　　走廊内响起脚步声，办公室门口，有人用震惊的目光看着他们。 　　“你们怎么进来了？”他问。 　　来人是个男生，穿着简单，但身材高大魁梧。他露出在外的小臂很是精壮，目光中充满力量。 　　“这里之前出过命案，封了很久，你们闯进来干什么？”男生直接走进来赶人。 　　“我们在等你，向梓。”林辰转过身看向对方，打了个招呼。 　　“向”姓并不多见，王法很快想起，曾经在永川东明湖畔，听到这个名字后，林晚星的情况就很不对劲。 　　王法立刻意识到什么，他攥紧拳头，林辰却淡淡地看他一眼，摇了摇头。 　　“是我让付郝喊你过来的，走吧，我们一起去喝点东西。”林辰对向梓说。 　　就这样，原本的5人旅行团有了新成员。 　　林辰带着他们一行人，来到学校咖啡厅，找了个角落坐下。 　　“又需要多巴胺吗？”刑从连咂了咂嘴，问道。 　　“倒也不是，就觉得在公共场合聊天，大家都会比较心平气和一点。”林辰说。 　　向梓浑身紧绷。 　　王法脸色铁青。 　　学生们不明所以，欲言又止。 　　“我来分别介绍一下吧。”咖啡上桌，林辰开口，“这位是向梓，我们学校的心理学博士在读。”他停顿了下，看向向梓，“这三位是林晚星的朋友，以及学生。他们很关心林晚星在硕士最后半年发生的一些事。” 　　向梓长得很硬朗，像早已猜到什么，他目光冷峻地扫了一圈，目光中满是轻蔑：“我只知道，林晚星勾引了舒庸教授，破坏了他的家庭，使他饱受内心折磨，最终选择自杀。” 　　秦敖一拳锤在桌上。 　　林辰看了秦敖一眼，男生立刻噤声。 　　“是吗，可是付郝说，在舒庸教授死后，你多次以各种理由向校方举报林晚星。后来你又写了很详尽的调查报告，匿名发送给很多校友，我认为你是最了解内情的人。”林辰说。 　　王法早就猜到，他死死地盯着向梓，越是愤怒也越是冷静。 　　“我不知道你在说什么。” 　　“不用否认。” 　　向梓看了眼刑从连，问，“警察现在在干嘛，审我？” 　　“别紧张，我们只是回母校来喝咖啡的。”林辰站起来，和刑从连换了个桌子，给了他们足够的谈话空间。 　　学生们有些不明所以。 　　王法知道，林辰是想把这件事交给他自己问清楚。 　　整个卡座空间霎时一静。 　　向梓抢先开口：“你们怎么突然想到来了解林晚星，是新的‘受害者’？” 　　秦敖和文成业的拳头都攥得紧紧的，但没有再冲动。 　　王法看着对面的人，虽然心中怒不可遏，但还是说：“她不辞而别，我们都比较担心。” 　　“不用担心，林晚星这种女人，去哪都能混得开。” 　　王法深吸了口气，冷静问道，“向博士，我看了你写的邮件。你邮件上说，林晚星一开始就引诱舒庸教授犯了‘大错’，目的是让舒庸教授在学术道路上帮助她？” 　　“同一个老板带的，你知道林晚星发了多少篇SCI吗？她的那两篇顶刊，教授都找了相关研究方向的专家给她当通讯作者，你知道这是什么概念吗？我们有别的同学，都快延毕了才整出个二作的文章。” 　　王法不了解学术圈的规矩，但他完全能想象，林晚星的优秀有多么招人嫉妒。 　　而舒庸太懂这些学生了，他从很早的时候，就为林晚星设了一个巨大圈套。只需要一点点小小助力，林晚星的一切成绩就会为人质疑。 　　舒庸，很可能利用了向梓。 　　强忍着心中的恶心，王法继续问道：“但那应该是很隐秘的吧，我是说，林晚星和舒庸教授的感情，你怎么知道得那么清楚？” 　　“你在怀疑我？” 　　王法想了下邮件中的内容，直接拿出手机，打开一篇文章，屏幕放在桌上，推给向梓，“你在邮件里提到林晚星发表的论文，里面有舒庸教授和林晚星之间的关键证据。它变量呈现的首字母是：LWX LOVE SY，但我不太明白这篇论文。” 　　向梓扫了一眼手机，说：“这是一篇关于道德启动效应对亲社会行为影响的研究。大概指通过快速呈现一些词汇，或者一些正向的道德故事，来鉴别这些正向的材料对人的亲社会行为是否有促进作用。举个简单的例子就是说，看了‘路不拾遗’‘舍己为人’故事的学生，是否会捐更多的钱。” 　　“首字母非常隐晦，甚至可以说牵强附会。你说这是林晚星勾引舒庸教授的手段，但这个信息你是怎么发现的？” 　　向梓脸色阴晴不定。 　　“我想知道，舒庸教授自杀，有没有可能是因为你发现了他对林晚星的感情？”王法问。 　　闻言，向梓猛一砸桌，拔高音量，暴怒而起：“老师一直都非常痛苦，你们根本什么也不知道！” 　　“我确实什么也不知道。”王法说话时齿颊发冷，思维却愈加冷静清晰。 　　指节轻轻敲击咖啡店的玻璃台面，一下、又一下…… 　　铛、铛…… 　　“但你可以告诉我吗？”最后，他这样问道。 　　沉默良久后，向梓缓缓开口：“那是一张照片。” 　　照片是林晚星的，夹在舒庸办公桌上一本摊开的英文期刊中，且恰好是林晚星刊发道德启动效应那页。英文期刊大家一般都是网上看的，除了图书馆会定一些纸质版以外，真的很少见。 　　因为林晚星一篇论文里说好要加上他的名字，但收到编辑部确认邮件时，他的名字却不在了。林晚星说论文最后都是教授提交的，她不清楚这是怎么一回事。向梓直接找上了舒庸。 　　向梓看到照片时非常震惊，因为那不是一张学生合影或者别的什么，而是林晚星对着镜头，边笑边用手比了个巨大的爱心。 　　现在这个年代，照片都存在手机里，这种特地冲洗出的胶片本就很少见，更何况是美丽女学生的比心照片，更加意味不明。 　　而舒庸的反应也很有问题，他非常慌张，一把合上那本杂志放回书架。 　　“他一直很温和，脾气好，这也是会被林晚星操控的原因。但那次他对我发了脾气，于是我们吵了起来。”向梓这么说。 　　王法心中剧震，他想起林晚星封存在纸箱中的照片。他不相信林晚星会在论文里向舒庸示爱，更不相信她会把自己的照片夹在里面送给老师。 　　这一切都是舒庸让向梓误以为的。 　　她那时候明明那么快乐，却被阴暗腐朽的生物一直注视着、算计着。 　　“你直接摊开论文，质问他？” 　　“你也看到了，我这人就是心直口快，我直接抢了期刊，抖出林晚星的照片问他怎么回事。他一开始肯定不承认，我说那我去问林晚星的时候，他冲我下跪了。他哭了。他说都是他的错，他求我千万别去刺激林晚星。” 　　“然后你就没有去找？”王法感到一丝寒意，如果当时向梓找上林晚星，她一定能明白那是怎么一回事。他不理解，为什么向梓没有这样做。 　　“因为师母那会儿肺癌住院，林晚星早就想上位，老师说怕林晚星知道以后趁机做出做出过激举动，伤害师母。” 　　咔哒一声，像有什么碎裂的声音。 　　王法只觉得恐怖。 　　林晚星好像巨大蛛网上不小心黏上的小昆虫，被庞大的、即将死去的蜘蛛困住。他用腐朽的视线目睹她挣扎，甚至在他死后，林晚星也要永远被困在这张蛛网上。 　　舒庸应该表现得非常痛苦和挣扎，王法几乎能看到他下跪忏悔时低头的笑容。 　　只要把所有责任都推给林晚星就可以了，他重病的夫人可以完全锁死向梓，让他只能默默守住这个秘密。 　　他脑海中那些幻想中的他和她的故事，终于有人可以倾听见证。 　　在这个过程里，舒庸会不断不断忏悔。 　　是他没忍住诱惑，但事情已经发生，他不知道该怎么办才好。 　　他对不起家人，可是林晚星想和他在一起，他完全被她迷住了。 　　向梓和舒庸的关系越深入，就会越了解舒庸脑海中编造的林晚星进行情感操控的细节。照片也好论文首字母也罢，还有其他别的证据，都是林晚星的手段。 　　舒庸会对向梓越来越好，帮他发论文，答应他保博，视若己出。 　　他非常痛苦和虚弱，但表示自己一定会处理好，不会再伤害自己的夫人。 　　而就当向梓以为，一切会有什么改变的时候，他收到了舒庸教授自杀的消息。 　　林晚星，就在那里。 　　整个空间完全静默下来。 　　咯吱、咯吱的踩雪声，轻轻地响起来。 　　王法仿佛回到了那个寒冷的雪夜。 　　他看到林晚星因为工作被教授喊到办公室，缓缓走上那栋老楼的木质楼梯。 　　她是那么美丽，活泼、可爱、聪慧、善良，几乎可以用所有形容女孩的完美词汇来形容她。更重要的是，她灵魂太干净了，让人忍不住想要完全占有。 　　她站在办公室前敲了敲门，却完全不知道门后是什么样的巨大陷阱。 　　王法觉得自己仿佛站在舒庸身后，想呼喊着告诉林晚星千万不要进来。 　　可她还是推开了那扇门。 　　夜风吹起了她的鬓发，她是深海蚌壳里的珍珠，也是天空中最柔和静美的星。 　　舒庸想得很清楚。 　　她太美好了，一定会拒绝他，不可能和他这样的糟老头发生任何男女之情。 　　更重要的是，如果他们真发生了感情，那会完全亵渎她的美，一切爱意都会随之碎裂，他无法接受这样的事情发生。 　　这大概是一种含在嘴里也怕融化的珍视之情，因为太过喜欢，更加患得患失。 　　但时间流逝，他不可能把女孩留在自己身边一辈子，她会毕业、工作、结婚、生子…… 　　让他更难以接受的事情是，升学季到来，女孩拿到全奖，即将出国留学。 　　只要女孩毕业，他就将永远失去她，这种恐慌没日没夜锤击着他的内心。 　　只想到这点他就痛不欲生，所以，他决定去死。 　　他的死亡才是他们在一起的真正起点。 　　林晚星就这样轻易踏入了他的办公室。 　　像轻轻黏上蛛网的蝴蝶。 　　雪夜孤灯下，女孩是美丽的、易碎的，他会告诉她自己的满腔爱意爱意，然后满意地死去。 　　他很清楚，没有人会认为她是无辜的。 　　他为什么那么胸有成竹呢？ 　　因为学校没有不透风的墙。 　　林晚星死前来到他办公室，还有那条短信包括他的遗书，肯定会被传出去。 　　为了确保他死后有人能大肆宣扬，他还挑选了一个最合适的人选。 　　那个人知道一切，并会把这一切所有公之于众。 　　届时周围所有人，都会成为他爱情的见证。 　　隔壁桌的咖啡似乎翻了，瓷器碰撞声响起，让沉浸在故事里的所有人都猛地颤栗。 　　王法目光深沉悠远：“所以，舒庸教授死前，是否给你留下什么遗言呢？” 　　他最后问向梓。 　　漫长的静默后。 　　“老师说，‘别说出去，不要伤害她’。”
Chapter 121 Spider Web The surname of the person on the other end of the phone was Conglian, who was the captain of the Hongjing City Criminal Police Brigade at the time.　　Although Wang Fa called him his little uncle, in fact, there was not much difference in age between the two. It was the age gap between the eldest daughter and the youngest daughter in that era that caused the difference in their generation.　　Calling an uncle who is not a few years older than himself obviously suffers, and for Wang Fa, he will not ask his family for help unless he is forced to do so. But now, he really needs a professional to help him sort it out.　　"Hey~" Sure enough, the person on the other end of the phone answered "enjoyingly".　　Wang Fa was about to continue, but he heard the other party say coldly: "Comrade Wang Fa, no matter what the case, I can't give you a blow in private, and milk tea bribery will not work."　　Wang Fa insisted: "Can you listen to me first?" "Oh, listen to you, say it." 　　The students trained very seriously today, running like crazy on the field, as if to vent a lot of emotions in their hearts.　　Wang Fa looked at them and began to tell the story of him and Lin Wanxing.　　When it comes to business, the punishment is cynical and listens very seriously.　　"Yongchuan University, psychology professor committed suicide?" 　　When he heard a certain point, Xing Conglian suddenly asked.　　"Well, I saw that you guys recently handled the case of Yongcheon University......" 　　Wang Fa was halfway through his words, and noticed that Xing Conglian had pressed the microphone. It's like there's somebody in the room, or there's someone there, and he's talking to each other about something.　　It took quite some time for the call to be answered.　　The voice that did not belong to the torture company came, and the sound quality was cold and pleasant.　　"Hello." 　　"Hello." Wang Fa couldn't help but snort.　　"Let me introduce myself, my name is Lin Chen, graduated from Yongchuan University with a major in criminal psychology, and I am also Lin Wanxing's senior brother." 　　"Hello." 　　"What you're looking for is not the criminal slave company, you should have seen the serial suicide case we handled at Yongchuan University, so you want to come to me." 　　The purpose was directly seen through, but Lin Chen did not make Wang Fa feel uncomfortable, on the contrary, calmness and calmness themselves could soothe people's hearts.　　"Yes." The royal law recognized.　　"Let me confirm with you again, the time when Lin Wanxing left was X days ago, right?" 　　"Yes." 　　The other end of the phone pondered for a moment, as if he had figured out some questions: "I probably know, the truth of Professor Shu Yong's suicide case, I will re-investigate." The reason why Lin Wanxing left, I will ask Yan Ming again. Let Jiang Xun call me directly. If you have time, you can come to Yongchuan on Sunday, and I will help you solve some questions. The voice on the other end of the phone was very peaceful, and everything was explained clearly, Wang Fa couldn't believe that the other party had completely taken the matter on himself.　　His little uncle himself was equally shocked: "You really helped him check, it's a bit exciting!" "I investigate these, you don't have to borrow the police file, you don't have to be embarrassed." Lin Chen said.　　"Hey, I'm out there!" Torture Conglian said this and hung up the phone.　　On Sunday, as agreed, Wang Fa embarked on the high-speed train to Yongchuan.　　Accompanying him were the two "bodyguards" Qin Ao and Wen Chengye who had been promoted.　　Qin Ao is the most fierce man, and Wen Chengye was elected because he is very perverted and can definitely kill him.　　The two boys said that they were afraid that he would be in danger on the way to Yongchuan, but Wang Fa knew very well that they just wanted to know the answer.　　The agreed place is at the entrance of Yongchuan University.　　When you enter the road outside the campus, you can see the towering white marble archway of "National Yeongcheon University" in front of you.　　The weather was fine, the students changed into light and bright spring clothes, and the surrounding scene was full of life and moving.　　Although Qin Ao and Wen Chengye didn't speak, they were a little excited when they came to a real famous school for the first time.　　Wang Fa saw the two people waiting under the archway at first glance.　　His little uncle still has a scruffy beard, but it is clear that he has changed a lot from the last time they met.　　And the person standing next to his little uncle must be the criminal psychologist.　　Lin Chen wore a gray hooded sweatshirt, and his eyes were clear and peaceful. He blends in almost completely with the college students around him, but he is completely different from everyone else. He just stood there, but even Qin Ao and Wen Chengye couldn't help but stare at it.　　When they really met, the torturer didn't even have the hanger on the phone, and patted him on the shoulder, which was counted as a greeting.　　Wang Fa's heart sank, knowing that Lin Wanxing's investigation results were not good.　　But Lin Chen seemed relatively relaxed: "Qin Ao, Wen Chengye? Lin Chen's gaze swept over them and accurately called out the names of the two students.　　"You're all grown-ups." 　　Two high school students were stunned.　　"Ah, yes!" 　　"Let's go, I'll take you on a tour of Yongchuan University." He said to the students.　　Yongchuan University has a long history, and it is surrounded by green trees and a quiet environment. Lin Chen led them onto a bluestone road, and everything on the university campus seemed to be temporarily cut off by greenery. The boy who was originally babbling couldn't help but quiet down.　　"Consultant Lin likes to be a tour guide." Torture Conglian said.　　Lin Chen is really like a conscientious tour guide, not only introducing them to their current location, but also taking them for a walk by the lake of Yongchuan University. Lin Chen's temperament is very cold but there is no sense of distance, following him all the way, listening to him introduce everything about his alma mater, and the students have more questions. They began to ask Lin Chen how many points he had scored in the exam that year, whether they could get into physical education, and how many points they could score. Lin Chen answered them one by one, and for the parts he didn't understand, he also said that he would ask the admissions teachers he knew well, and then give them answers.　　Just when everyone almost forgot the purpose of this trip, Lin Chen suddenly said: "Our school's feng shui is not very good. The boys were all shocked, they were right by the lake, next to a few willows with crooked necks. Under the trees there were flowers and some memorial supplies, and the willow branches hung down on the surface of the lake, and when the wind blew, the wind was gusting in a hurry.　　Xing Conglian immediately agreed: "I have long felt so, especially you guys." "This can't be helped, I mentioned to the teacher before, there must be a problem with the feng shui of our psychology department, we have to find a professional feng shui master to take a look." 　　"Uh...... Good. "The criminal cong Lian said so.　　Lin Chen stood still by the lake, he raised his head, looked deeply at an old building not far away, and then turned his head to them and said, "Actually, Lin Wanxing's departure has something to do with us. Wang Fa and the students didn't react for a while.　　"But it doesn't matter much, we don't take the blame." Punishment Conglian emphasized.　　"Yongchuan University had a series of suicides on campus before, so the local police re-transferred the relevant files of the previous case to see if there was a connection. On the day Lin Wanxing left, as a relevant person in the suicide case of Professor Shu Yong, she was checked again, which should be the most direct reason for her departure. "Are the two cases really related?" 　　"No connection was found in the investigation." 　　"Then why did our teacher leave?" 　　Qin Ao didn't understand what was going on at all, he completely trusted Lin Wanxing, so he couldn't understand that she left because she was being investigated?　　"Did the police investigation induce her traumatic memories?" Wang Fa asked.　　"That's probably one of the reasons why she left." 　　"What is going on with Professor Shu Yong's suicide case?" 　　Hearing this, Lin Chen looked at them deeply.　　Moving forward from the lake, Lin Chen took them to an old building in the style of the Republic of China.　　It was an old-fashioned brick building, with a lush purple triangular plum tree in the flower bed at the entrance, and a copper door number with the words "Yongcheon University, Department of Psychology" on it.　　Lin Chen glanced at the two boys, did not shy away from them, stepped on the creaking wooden staircase, and took them upstairs together.　　The corridor on the fifth floor is darkened by old-fashioned stained glass windows.　　Terrazzo floors with dark red wooden doors.　　Wang Fa stared at the brass handle on the wooden door, and quickly understood: "This is ......" 　　"Shu Yong's office where he committed suicide." Lin Chen glanced at the time, as if he was waiting for someone, "Before he committed suicide, he met Lin Wanxing here. After Lin Wanxing left, Shu Yong locked the office and sent a message to Lin Wanxing. It was also for this reason that Lin Wanxing was the first to discover Shu Yong's body. "What information?" 　　"Goodbye my love." 　　Wang Fa looked at Lin Chen fiercely.　　Lin Chen pushed open the door of the office, the wet lake breeze poured in, and the whole space seemed to be completely sealed at the moment of Shu Yong's death.　　There was a window in the office, Lin Chen looked at the path outside the window, and said: "There is only one way to come to this office building, it was snowing that night, and Shu Yong faced out of the window when he committed suicide." If Lin Wanxing received the message and rushed back, he would be able to see him at first sight. The office was frighteningly quiet, as if there was a creak of stepping on snow, the girl raised her head, and the teacher hung from the beam in the dimly lit room.　　She was incredulous at first, then ran up the stairs in a frenzy, screaming for help in despair, and banging on the door in desperation...... 　　Obviously, this is not a desperate suicide, but a long-planned feast of death.　　During the time when Shu Yong was suffocated, he might still be enjoying Lin Wanxing's crying.　　Until the security office was late.　　All she saw was the cold corpse hanging from the beam, and the entire literature of the collapse.　　Shu Yong's suicide note was placed in the most conspicuous position on the desk.　　Snow flakes rolled in through the window.　　From that moment on, Lin Wanxing's world was completely dark.　　"Yes, Shu Yong confessed to Lin Wanxing before he died, he knew that Lin Wanxing would reject him. But it doesn't matter, he will nail Lin Wanxing to his specimen box forever and enjoy everything after death," Lin Chen said.　　It was as cold as death all around.　　But sometimes it's colder to be alive than to die.　　Wang Fa felt like the world was peeling away and falling like fragments.　　He had read the contents of the email, and he thought that it was someone who simply spread rumors about Lin Wanxing and didn't believe anything.　　It never occurred to him that there was a more terrifying possibility in this matter.　　There is a part of the letter that is true.　　"That old man who died, love our teacher?" Wen Chengye asked in a cold tone.　　"I certainly wouldn't define this kind of affection as 'love'. At that time, Lin Wanxing won the full award, and she will study abroad after graduation. Shu Yong knew that he couldn't keep her anymore, so he used this extremely deformed and perverted way to lock her soul. Lin Chen said.　　"Does our teacher know about this?" Qin Ao suddenly spoke.　　"It doesn't matter if she knows this or not, because from the moment she fell in love with Shu Yong, in the eyes of everyone, she was guilty." 　　Lin Chen's voice was obviously very soft, but Wang Fa was deafening to hear.　　Those secret betrayal feelings, scorching desires, Shu Yong never thought of hiding them from the beginning.　　What's even more terrifying is that Shu Yong not only wants Lin Wanxing to know his love, he wants everyone to know about it.　　"Who sent that mass email?" Wang Fa asked.　　Lin Chen glanced at him with appreciation, and then looked at the time.　　Footsteps rang out in the hallway, and someone looked at them with shock at the office door.　　"How did you get in?" He asked.　　The person who came was a boy, dressed simply, but tall and burly.His exposed forearms were very strong, and his eyes were full of power.　　"There have been murders here before, and it's been sealed for a long time, what are you doing here?" The boy walked in directly and chased people.　　"We're waiting for you, Xiang Zi." Lin Chen turned to look at the other party and said hello.　　The surname "Xiang" is rare, and Wang Fa quickly remembered that he was once on the shore of Dongming Lake in Yongchuan, and after hearing this name, Lin Wanxing's situation was very wrong.　　Wang Fa immediately realized something, he clenched his fists, but Lin Chen glanced at him lightly and shook his head.　　"I asked Fu Hao to call you over, let's go, let's go have something together." Lin Chen said to Xiang Zi.　　In this way, the original five-person tour group has a new member.　　Lin Chen took the group of them to the school café and found a corner to sit down.　　"Do you need dopamine again?" The convict smacked his lips and asked.　　"Not really, I just think that when we chat in public, everyone will be more calm." Lin Chen said.　　Xiang Zi tensed.　　Wang Fa's face turned pale.　　The students didn't know why, and they stopped talking.　　"Let me introduce each of them." When the coffee was served, Lin Chen spoke, "This is Xiang Zi, a doctor of psychology in our school. He paused and looked at Xiang Zi, "These three are Lin Wanxing's friends and students. They are very concerned about what happened to Lin Wanxing in the last half of the master's degree. Xiang Zi looked very tough, as if he had already guessed something, his eyes swept around coldly, and his eyes were full of contempt: "I only know that Lin Wanxing seduced Professor Shu Yong, destroyed his family, made him suffer from inner torture, and finally chose to commit suicide." Qin Ao slammed his fist on the table.　　Lin Chen glanced at Qin Ao, and the boy was immediately silent.　　"Yes, but Fu Hao said that after Professor Shu Yong's death, you reported Lin Wanxing to the school many times for various reasons. Later, you wrote a very detailed investigation report and sent it anonymously to many alumni, and I think you are the one who knows the most about it. Lin Chen said.　　Wang Fa had already guessed that he was staring at Xiang Zi, and the more angry he was, the calmer he became.　　"I don't know what you're talking about." 　　"No need to deny it." 　　Xiang Zi glanced at the torturer and asked, "What are the police doing now, interrogating me?" "Don't be nervous, we're just going back to our alma mater for coffee." Lin Chen stood up and changed tables with Xing Conglian, giving them enough space to talk.　　The students were a little confused.　　Wang Fa knew that Lin Chen wanted to leave this matter to him to ask clearly.　　The entire booth space was silent for a moment.　　Xiang Zi spoke first: "Why did you suddenly think of learning about Lin Wanxing, the new 'victim'?" Qin Ao and Wen Chengye's fists were clenched tightly, but they were no longer impulsive.　　Wang Fa looked at the person opposite, although he was angry in his heart, he still said: "She didn't say goodbye, we are all worried." "Don't worry, a woman like Lin Wanxing can mix anywhere." 　　Wang Fa took a deep breath and asked calmly, "Dr. Xiang, I read the email you wrote. You said in your email that Lin Wanxing lured Professor Shu Yong to make a 'big mistake' at the beginning, in order to get Professor Shu Yong to help her on her academic path? "The same boss brought it, do you know how many SCI articles Lin Wanxing has posted? For her two top journals, the professor found experts in related research directions to be her corresponding authors, do you know what the concept is? We have other classmates, and they are almost finished before they can write a second article. Wang Fa didn't understand the rules of the academic circle, but he could fully imagine how jealous Lin Wanxing's excellence was.　　And Shu Yong knows these students too well, and he has set a huge trap for Lin Wanxing from a very early age. With just a little help, all of Lin Wanxing's achievements will be questioned.　　Shu Yong probably took advantage of Xiang Zi.　　Holding back the nausea in his heart, Wang Fa continued to ask: "But that should be very secretive, I mean, how do you know so clearly about the relationship between Lin Wanxing and Professor Shu Yong?" "Are you suspicious of me?" 　　Wang Fa thought about the content of the email, took out his mobile phone directly, opened an article, put the screen on the table, and pushed it to Xiang Zi, "You mentioned in the email that Lin Wanxing's published paper contains key evidence between Professor Shu Yong and Lin Wanxing. The initials of its variable presentation are: LWX LOVE SY, but I don't quite understand this paper. Xiang Zi glanced at his phone and said, "This is a study on the impact of the moral priming effect on prosocial behavior. It probably refers to the rapid presentation of some words or some positive moral stories to identify whether these positive materials promote people's prosocial behavior. To give a simple example, students who have read the stories of "Leaving No Stone" and "Sacrificing Themselves for Others" will donate more money. "The initials are very vague, one might even say far-fetched. You say this is Lin Wanxing's means to seduce Professor Shu Yong, but how did you find out about this information? Xiang Zi's face was cloudy.　　"I want to know, is it possible that Professor Shu Yong committed suicide because you discovered his feelings for Lin Wanxing?" Wang Fa asked.　　Hearing this, Xiang Zi slammed the table, raised his voice, and became angry: "The teacher has always been very painful, you don't know anything at all!" "I really don't know anything." Wang Fa's teeth and cheeks were cold when he spoke, but his thinking became calmer and clearer.　　Knuckles gently tap the glass countertop of the coffee shop, and again, and again...... 　　Bells, bells...... 　　"But can you tell me?" Finally, he asked.　　After being silent for a long time, Xiang Zi slowly spoke: "That's a photo."The photo is Lin Wanxing's, sandwiched between an English journal spread out on Shu Yong's desk, and it happens to be the page where Lin Wanxing published the moral priming effect. English journals are generally read online, except for the library will order some paper editions, which is really rare.　　Because Lin Wanxing said in a paper that he would add his name, but when he received the confirmation email from the editorial department, his name was gone. Lin Wanxing said that the papers were submitted by the professor at the end, and she did not know what was going on. Xiang Zi directly found Shu Yong.　　Xiang Zi was very shocked when he saw the photo, because it was not a group photo of students or anything else, but Lin Wanxing facing the camera, smiling and comparing a huge heart with his hand.　　In this day and age, photos are stored in mobile phones, and this kind of specially developed film is rare, not to mention the heart-to-heart photos of beautiful female students, which are even more meaningless.　　And Shu Yong's reaction was also very problematic, he was very flustered, closed the magazine and put it back on the shelf.　　"He has always been gentle and good-tempered, which is why he will be manipulated by Lin Wanxing. But that time he lost his temper with me, and we got into an argument. Xiang Zi said.　　Wang Fa's heart shook violently, and he remembered the photo of Lin Wanxing sealed in a cardboard box. He didn't believe that Lin Wanxing would show her love to Shu Yong in the paper, and he didn't believe that she would give her photo to the teacher in it.　　All of this was what Shu Yong misled Xiang Zi for.　　She was so happy at that time, but she was watched and calculated by dark and rotten creatures.　　"You just spread out the paper and question him?" 　　"You also saw it, I'm just straightforward, I grabbed the journal directly, shook out Lin Wanxing's photo and asked him what's going on. He definitely didn't admit it at first, and when I said that when I went to ask Lin Wanxing, he knelt down at me. He cried. He said it was all his fault, and he begged me not to provoke Lin Wanxing. "And then you didn't look for it?" Wang Fa felt a chill, if Xiang Zi found Lin Wanxing at that time, she would definitely be able to understand what was going on. He didn't understand why Xiang Zi didn't do this.　　"Because my wife was hospitalized for lung cancer at that time, Lin Wanxing had long wanted to take the position, and the teacher said that she was afraid that Lin Wanxing would take the opportunity to make radical moves and hurt her wife after she knew about it." 　　There was a click, like something cracking.　　Wang Fa only felt terrified.　　Lin Wanxing is like a small insect accidentally stuck on a huge spider web, trapped by a huge spider that is about to die. He watched her struggle with a decaying gaze, and even after his death, Lin Wanxing would be trapped in this spider web forever.　　Shu Yong should have behaved in great pain and struggle, and Wang Fa could almost see the smile on his bow as he knelt down in repentance.　　As long as all the responsibility is put on Lin Wanxing, his seriously ill wife can completely lock Xiang Zi, so that he can only keep this secret silently.　　The imaginary stories of him and her in his mind were finally heard and testified.　　In this process, Shu Yong will continue to repent.　　It was he who didn't resist the temptation, but it had already happened, and he didn't know what to do.　　He was sorry for his family, but Lin Wanxing wanted to be with him, and he was completely fascinated by her.　　The deeper the relationship between Xiang Zi and Shu Yong, the more you will understand the details of Lin Wanxing's emotional manipulation that Shu Yong made up in his mind. Whether it is a photo or the initials of a paper, there are other evidences, all of which are Lin Wanxing's methods.　　Shu Yong will get better and better to Xiang Zi, help him send papers, promise him to protect his doctorate, and treat him as his own.　　He was very miserable and weak, but said that he would definitely deal with it and would not hurt his wife again.　　And just when Xiang Zi thought that everything would change, he received the news of Professor Shu Yong's suicide.　　Lin Wanxing, right there.　　The whole space fell completely silent.　　The sound of creaking, creaking snow stepped on softly.　　Wang Fa seemed to have returned to that cold and snowy night.　　He saw Lin Wanxing being called to the office by the professor because of his work, and slowly walked up the wooden stairs of the old building.　　She was so beautiful, lively, cute, intelligent, kind, she could be described with almost all the perfect words to describe a girl. What's more, her soul is so clean that one can't help but want to take possession of it completely.　　She stood in front of her office and knocked on the door, unaware of the huge trap behind it.　　Wang Fa felt as if he was standing behind Shu Yong, and wanted to shout and tell Lin Wanxing not to come in.　　But she pushed the door open anyway.　　The night breeze ruffled her sideburns, she was the pearl in the shell of the mussel in the deep sea, and the softest and most beautiful star in the sky.　　Shu Yong thought very clearly.　　She is too beautiful to refuse him, and it is impossible to have any male and female affection with a bad old man like him.　　What's more, if they really have a relationship, it will completely desecrate her beauty, and all love will be shattered, and he can't accept such a thing.　　This is probably a kind of cherishing feeling that is afraid of melting in the mouth, because if you like it too much, you will suffer more from gains and losses.　　But time passed, and it was impossible for him to keep the girl by his side for the rest of his life, she would graduate, work, get married, and have children...... 　　What made him even more difficult to accept was that the school season came, and the girl got a full award and was about to study abroad.　　As soon as the girl graduates, he will lose her forever, and this panic hammers into his heart day and night.　　The thought of this made him feel so much pain that he decided to die.　　His death was the real starting point for them to be together.　　Lin Wanxing easily stepped into his office.　　Like a butterfly gently glued to a spider's web.　　The girl is beautiful and fragile in the lonely light on a snowy night, and he will tell her about his love and affection, and then die satisfied.　　He knew very well that no one would consider her innocent.　　Why is he so confident?　　Because schools don't have airtight walls.　　Lin Wanxing came to his office before he died, and the text message, including his suicide note, would definitely be passed out.　　In order to ensure that there would be a lot of publicity after his death, he also chose the most suitable person.　　That person knows everything and will make it all public.　　At that time, everyone around him will become a witness of his love.　　The coffee at the next table seemed to flip over, and the sound of porcelain clashing made everyone immersed in the story shudder.　　Wang Fa's eyes were deep and distant: "So, before Professor Shu Yong died, did he leave you any last words?" He finally asked Xiang Zi.　　After a long silence.　　"The teacher said, 'Don't speak out, don't hurt her.'"

第122章 悠亭 　　永川大学咖啡厅， 竹帘分隔开每一桌卡座。 　　后一桌的咖啡液流了半桌，可在周围的人，没一个动手擦拭。 　　林辰缓缓抬头， 看着对面坐在阴影里的一位女士。 　　“这里面， 有您从未听过的部分吗？”他这么问道。 　　“我不知道，向梓从没和我讲过这些。”女士声音轻柔而沙哑，“你确定那些举报信是向梓发的？” 　　“我有一个电脑玩得还不错的朋友，让他帮我查了查，能确认是他。” 　　“他到底为什么要这么做？”她用颤抖的声音问。 　　林辰低声道：“舒庸挑选向梓是经过精心考察的。首先，付郝说， 向梓因为家庭原因，天生就对女性有敌意。其次，我们在他发送举报信的邮箱里， 看到大量类似匿名信件， 他常以正义之士自居， 舒庸清楚他的脾气。最后舒庸只需要偏袒林晚星让向梓记恨，就能很好地控制利用他。” 　　女士认真听完。 　　过了一段时间， 她直接站了起来，掀开竹帘、迈开步伐，向前一桌走去。 　　“为什么这些事，你从没告诉过我？”她直接问道。 　　卡座竹帘唰地掀开， 空气灌入。 　　柔和却端庄有力的声音在空间内响起，所有人都吓了一跳。 　　王法讶异抬头，看到一位中年女士。 　　她长得矮，人也瘦， 两鬓有些白发。却穿一件藏青色交领薄袄， 看上去很是端庄柔和， 让人心生亲近。 　　向梓惊得直接跳起来：“师母，你怎么来了！” 　　林辰和刑从连对视一眼，也跟了过来。 　　看着眼前一行人，向梓瞬间就明白了。 　　他愤怒地道：“我师母身体刚好点，你们把她请出来想干什么，让受害者再受伤？” 　　王法旋即反应过来。 　　眼前这位风骨悠然的女士，应该就是舒庸的遗孀何悠亭教授。想到这里，原先的亲近感立刻荡然无存。 　　连秦敖和文成业，都眯着眼睛，警惕看着眼前瘦得仿佛能被一阵风吹倒的女士。不知道她是来干什么的。 　　“不用别人请，我是自己来的。”何悠亭声音柔和沙哑，她看着向梓，又重复了一遍问题，“我问你，这些事你为什么不告诉我？” 　　“你让我怎么说？你病那么重，我和你讲老师出轨？” 　　“那他死了以后，你为什么不说？” 　　向梓欲言又止，看上去快疯了。 　　林辰替向梓回答了这个问题：“事后他说出来，会被很多人质问‘你为什么不早点告诉你师母，说不定老师就不用死’，所以把自己摘得干干净净，是最好的选择。” 　　何悠亭像是瞬间明白了一切：“‘他’真是算计得太好了。” 　　向梓昂着头，欲言又止，似是对林辰说的“摘干净”很不服气：“知道太多老师出轨的细节有什么意义，我是为了保护您。”他对何悠亭说。 　　“别拿保护我当借口伤害其他人，我不需要。”何悠亭掷地有声。 　　“我伤害谁，林晚星？”向梓觉得这太可笑了。现在算什么情况，原配保护小三？ 　　王法也不可思议地看向何教授，这和他想象中的情况有些不同。 　　“现在我问你，你说在他办公室看到晚星的照片，到底是张什么样的照片？”何悠亭问向梓。 　　“就……就是一张露着腰的比心照片，衣服上也有爱心。” 　　“什么颜色的衣服，在哪里拍的？” 　　“我也不知道在哪里啊，可能是红色的？” 　　王法忽然想起什么，他拿出钱包，抽出那张在楼道内捡到的林晚星照片，放在桌上。 　　向梓低头看了一眼，露出“果然如此”的轻蔑笑容：“你也收到了？和这张非常像，但那张动作幅度更大点，手在头上比心的。” 　　照片上，林晚星笑容灿烂。 　　何悠亭注视着照片里女生，神情复杂，宛如石化。 　　“是和这张差不多。”向梓转而强硬地道，“无论你们怎么想，我没有撒谎。” 　　“那张照片，不可能是晚星放的。”何悠亭像被抽干所有力气，她干瘦的手指扶住桌子，缓缓坐下。 　　“为什么？” 　　“因为你说的那张照片，是我拍的。”她说。 　　她声音柔和，男生们心头一震，没想到舒庸的夫人会这么斩钉截铁。 　　一时间，咖啡桌四周又静得落针可闻。 　　何悠亭教授说，桌上的照片来自于某次心理系组织的妇女节踏青活动。 　　她是永川大学附属医院胸外科主任医师，平日工作繁忙，但那次正好有空参加了。 　　她和心理系其他女教师和夫人们不太熟，林晚星作为学生干部来帮忙，怕她无聊，一直陪伴在她身边，因此互相拍了不少照片。 　　林晚星做事体贴周到，事后，她把一些照片洗出来，做了个小册子赠予她留念。舒庸看到册子，知道林晚星洗过这些胶片，因此动了念头。可或许是上天有眼，他偏偏选了这张。 　　“那次活动，晚星的照片是我拍的。你在他办公室里发现的那张照片，我觉得手挡着光太暗，根本就没传到给她，但舒庸不知道这件事。” 　　何悠亭用干瘦的手掌拍了拍自己的胸口，声音里满是悲伤，她看着向梓，“所以你明白吗，林晚星不是在对我死去的前夫笑，她是在对我笑啊。” 　　何夫人悲伤极了。 　　向梓完全慌了，同样恐怖的猜想在他脑海中浮现。他直接站了起来：“你们根本没看到那张照片，怎么确定它到底是什么样的，可能别人也给她拍了，或者我记错了！” 　　所有人都看向坐在桌边的女士。 　　“你知道，其实不会错的。”何悠亭最后说。 　　“我没有撒谎，师母你就是被洗脑了！”向梓猛地推开椅子，可这边所有人，很明显无人与他统一战线，“那人勾引的是你的老公，害得你家破人亡，你还帮她说话？” 　　他满脸怒容，脑海中的巨大阴影却完全把他吓到了。最后，他猛一捶桌，转头就走。 　　玻璃桌面晃动，咖啡桌上，林晚星仍然在笑。 　　何悠亭鬓发斑白，瘦弱的身躯在颤抖。 　　林辰宽慰道：“何教授，在这件事里，您始终是受害者。向梓只是借您的名义宣泄个人观点，那些邮件归根结底还是因为舒庸，与您无关。 　　“我明白。何教授声音中满是悲哀，“可这么多年啊，我竟不知身边睡着的到底是人还是鬼。” 　　王法立刻清醒。他知道，作为舒庸的妻子，何悠亭教授作为原配，本该仇视林晚星，不死不休。可她却能保持理性，甚至出来为林晚星说话，令人动容。 　　“谢谢您。”王法对何教授说。 　　说完，王法感到脑袋被揉了揉，抬起头，发现那是他小舅舅。 　　刑从连一脸凝重：“你怎么钱包里放着那个小林老师的照片，你们到底什么关系，谈恋爱了？” 　　“不算吧。” 　　下一刻，刑从连用一种雄性眼光从头到脚审视他：“你行不行，在一起那么久都没谈恋爱，你是不是不喜欢女孩儿？” 　　王法明白，这是刑从连想活跃气氛，让他和何教授都不至于太难过：“你才不喜欢女孩儿吧？” 　　刑从连：“怎么和长辈说话呢！” 　　就在这时，林辰轻“咳”一声，打断两人：“何教授这次特地前来，是因为严茗骗了你们。” 　　“严茗？” 　　“你转述她说的‘自然观察’的时候我就奇怪，你们身边连监控都没有，她根本无法做到‘观察’。她找个理由揽事上身，是为了藏住别的一些事情。” 　　“她要藏什么？” 　　“我。”何悠亭深吸了口气，这样说。 　　王法蓦地看向咖啡桌对面的瘦弱女士。 　　“走吧，和你的学生一起，陪我散个步。”何教授缓和了下情绪，对他说。 　　永川大学，湖畔步道。 　　湖边水光潋滟，间或有散步聊天的行人，有学生在河边练太极剑，还有学生放着英文节目大声朗诵。大家都忙着自己的事情，没人注意到他们。 　　与何教授散步，对王法来说有压力。 　　虽然何教授刚才替林晚星说了些话，可毕竟身份尴尬，他不清楚对方为什么要特地和他谈谈。 　　而秦敖和文成业就更手足无措了，像小跟班一样缀在后面保持距离，根本不知道自己怎么也被点名了。 　　何教授走得慢。 　　王法跟着走了一段时间，沉默时间太长，他还是先问：“您……是认识严茗吗？” 　　“舒庸以前给小茗上过课，我也算她的师母。后来我生病，她正好回国，就来看我。” 　　“您现在身体好些了吗？”王法忽然想到，向梓说何教授也是肺癌…… 　　“我发现得早，开完刀就吃靶向药，目前还控制得不错，比蒋雷运气好得多。”何教授缓缓地道。 　　听到有些熟悉的名字，王法一时没反应过来。 　　后面一直手脚都不知往哪放的学生忽然开口：“您认识我们教练？” 　　“认识啊。”何教授脸上终于现出一丝笑意和留恋，“我们可是病友。” 　　水鸟腾空而起，诸多不可思议情绪涌向上，一切故事仿佛有了交点。 　　“你们住一个病房吗？”王法问。 　　“是，他就在我隔壁床。” 　　“我们教练、我们教练……”学生也在后面喃喃地道。 　　“他可烦人。半夜偷偷用手机看英超，那会儿我难受得睡不着，翻来覆去，他就喊上我一起看。”何悠亭用缓慢而温和的语速假装抱怨，话语里却满是怀念。 　　男生们走得近了些，他们有点谨慎地看着何教授，不知要再说点什么。 　　“您后来跟着看球了吗？”王法问。 　　“我一开始当然不可能看，生病怎么说也得静养，但蒋旬说看不到瓜迪奥拉再拿欧冠他死不瞑目，我反正也睡不着，就勉强跟着一起看。” 　　“靠，我们教练有点毒。瓜瓜到现在都没拿到欧冠……”学生们在后面竖着耳朵听，下意识吐槽，说完又觉得自己乱插嘴，往后退了退。 　　何教授看着学生们，微微笑道：“你们教练说他喜欢小罗，还给我安利。他说‘看小罗踢球，就像能看到巴西的阳光，浑身舒坦，什么病都好了’。” 　　“我们教练卖安利的句子真就十年不变。”秦敖说。 　　“但足球还是很有趣的。我之前的大半辈子，一直很忙，突然生病闲下来，就觉得自己人生除了看病，剩下的全是虚无。蒋雷就是那种，虽然会尬聊，但很热情的人，他一直不停给我讲足球、说球队八卦、还给我找足球帅哥看。”何教授温柔地笑了起来，“他最喜欢说自己有支球队，整天眉飞色舞讲，他的球队有多么多么厉害。” 　　“我们一般厉害。”文成业说。 　　“就是已经踢进青超联赛的半决赛了。”秦敖有点害羞地挠了挠头。 　　看着又害羞又想献宝的学生们，何教授说：“我知道。” 　　“您怎么知道的？”秦敖很摸不着头脑，“您已经球迷到连青超联赛都看了？” 　　“因为那天在你们蒋教练墓前的人，是我。”何教授说。 　　仍是永川大学湖泊边，这是向阳的一侧。水生植物摇曳，春风吹了满身。 　　王法看向身旁的瘦弱女士，她两鬓斑白，目光柔和。里面藏着太多太多的痛苦，但终究是柔和的。 　　“让林晚星去带宏景八中足球队的人？” 　　“是我。” 　　王法呆立原地。 　　是啊，严茗远在英国，怎么可能清楚林晚星要回宏景，并建议蒋旬让林晚星带学生？严茗用了一个很大的概念，只为了掩藏其中很小的细节。除非何教授自己站出来，否则严茗绝不可能说出她的名字。 　　说完，何悠亭继续向前。 　　“为什么？”看着何教授瘦弱的背影，王法打了个激灵，快走几步追了上去。 　　“你想问什么为什么？”何教授反问。 　　王法心头剧震：“那时候、那时候林晚星应该被传和舒庸教授有染，学校里都是风言风语吧？” 　　那你为什么要那么做。 　　“是，舒庸的遗书，他死前给晚星的短信，还有向梓写的邮件，什么论文证据，我都知道。”何教授实在太瘦了，比岸边的蒲苇更柔弱。 　　“那您为什么还要让林晚星去带学生？” 　　何教授伸出纤细的手腕，从她交领薄袄的口袋里，掏出一本小册子，交到王法手中。 　　那是本手工纪念册，有八页纸，因为贴了照片，所以稍稍有些厚。 　　翻开第一页，映入眼帘就是林晚星熟悉的字体。 　　TO 美丽善良的何教授： 　　听说您是个很了不起的胸外科医生，和您在一起过妇女节很开心！ 　　我整理了一些照片给您留作纪念~ 　　希望我们有机会还可以一起出去玩！ 　　林晚星那时还有很多很多少女心。簿册中不仅贴了何教授的照片，林晚星还画了手工画，装饰了很多五颜六色的贴纸。与学生们曾收到的那些花花绿绿的东西，有微妙的相似感。 　　前面是照片，倒数第二页，贴着林晚星与何教授的自拍合照。 　　湖边的风吹过，纸页唰唰作响。 　　王法看到了最后一页的一首小诗。 　　Life 　　If I can stop one heart from breaking， 　　I shall not live in vain; 　　If I can ease one life the aching， 　　Or cool one pain， 　　Or help one fainting robin 　　Unto his nest again， 　　I shall not live in vain. 　　清俊的笔触，动人的诗句，一模一样的英文流花体。 　　何悠亭在河岸边的长椅坐下。 　　王法捧着簿册，久久无言。 　　“晚星给我留这首诗，因为我是个医生。”趁着柔软的湖风，何悠亭缓缓开口，“舒庸死了之后，她曾经跪在我们家门口，说自己从没做过那些事，哭着求我相信她。但是那天，我没有开门。” 　　王法默默在何教授身旁坐下。 　　“后来我收拾家里的时候，看到这个小本子，当时的第一想法是要把它烧了。可当我把它翻开来，不知道为什么就哭了。”何悠亭看着的湖面，她的鬓发被风吹乱，眼角皱纹隐现，“我问自己，她喊我‘美丽善良的何教授’，可我真的善良了吗？” 　　“与您无关。”王法打断她，“舒庸死前布置了太多，证据充足，换我站在您的位置上，绝不可能相信林晚星一面之词。” 　　“是啊，因为如果我相信晚星，那我就得承认一个可怕的事实，我的丈夫不是被别的女人勾走了魂，他只是从来没有爱过我。对那时候我的我来说，这太难了。” 　　“或许曾经爱过，但人是会变的。” 　　何悠亭摇了摇头：“我在医院一直很忙，很少顾及家里，但我自认为我和舒庸的感情是融洽的，我了解他。可突然之间，我不仅婚姻失败，还要承认其实我连自己结发三十多年的丈夫是人是鬼都看不清，我真的做不到。而且如果是这样，我又怎么就能看清一个小姑娘？” 　　“但您还是想看看。”王法说。 　　“是，我想用自己的眼睛看看。蒋雷真的给了我很多生命的活力，他却死了，我那天站在他的墓前，听到旁边是晚星爷爷奶奶的墓的时候，我真的惊呆了。他们一直在说一直在说，说两位老人家是多么多么好的人，说晚星有多么多么可怜。我看着老人家墓碑上的名字，烛蜡一滴一滴流下来，我就在想，他们都在天上看着我呢，我得做点什么。”何悠亭深深吸了口气，“如果晚星的老师是个畜生，那我想看看她做老师，会是什么样的。” 　　“是您去找了严茗？”王法压抑着心中的情绪，低声说道。 　　“小茗来病房看我的时候，蒋雷的儿子听说她在英国经常现场看足球，就加了微信，说要经常蹭点朋友圈的现场照片。我知道这件事。”何悠亭露出一些感慨的神情，“让小茗去提了那个建议，可能是我这辈子做得最正确的事了。” 　　罹患重病、丈夫自杀、婚姻失败。 　　王法很难想象，身旁的女人究竟究竟是多么聪明和坚韧，才能在黑暗绝望的人生中，保持一丝清明理智，做一个善良的选择。 　　原先对严茗的责怪早已荡然无存，除了感谢何教授外，他完全不知道该说什么。 　　“她在球队过得很充实、也应该是快乐的。”王法说。“谢谢您，真的谢谢您。” 　　“也谢谢你。”何教授拍了拍王法的胳膊，“小茗跟我说，你就住晚星爷爷奶奶家的时候，我觉得这好像是小说里的情节。我偶尔听说你们的事情，从一开始的怀疑，到觉得很甜。她一定是个很好的姑娘，老天爷才会在她那么苦的故事里，安排你了。” 　　“她一直是个很好很好的姑娘。”听何教授这么说，王法心中只有苦涩，“是我太蠢了，没能留下她。” 　　何悠亭摇了摇头：“知道她走的时候，我很不能理解。我相信她是个好姑娘，日子明明已经变好，她为什么要走呢？” 　　王法看向了何教授。 　　身后的学生们红着眼眶，也露出困惑的模样。 　　“后来我才意识到，啊，原来在这个故事里，我一直在乎的只有自己。其实她所受的痛苦和折磨，一点都不会比我少。因为她太清醒坚强了，好像永远能整理好情绪活着。仿佛已经没事了，但其实根本没有。我不知道该怎么处理这一切，所以，才给你们写了那封传真，希望你们能了解她的故事，帮帮她。”何教授说。 　　王法耳旁，仿佛响起那天火车站时林晚星电话里的声音。 　　她说“不用”。 　　她说自己“马上要走”。 　　她说“不是所有事情，都可以被解决的。” 　　她确实要离开，也不想留在他们身边了。 　　再被警方询问确实令她痛苦，可她真正害怕的，却不是这些。 　　她那么努力的生活。 　　可再次看到舒庸照片的那一刻，她忽然明白，那是她一辈子也无法逃脱的阴影。 　　她不想再经历一遍异样的眼光，不想再被最亲近的人审判。 　　她有那么那么多不想。 　　但最重要的是，她不想再失望了。 　　“我们老师到底为什么要走？”学生们想不明白这个问题。 　　“因为她没办法再相信人了。”王法看向他的球员们，终于明白，“而我们，也是人。” 　　时间回到那个天台的夜晚。 　　王法还能回忆起林晚星那时的目光， 　　她温和的笑意，从口袋里掏出了一元硬币。 　　她说正面走，反面留。 　　硬币轻轻落地，结果出现。 　　她眼中没有任何失望，她只是一直看着他，清澈平和，如水如镜。 　　他们彼此相望，仿佛看到了自己。 　　王法终于明白。 　　林晚星为什么这么能理解他，为什么一直尝试帮他解决内心的问题，为什么劝他再停留一下…… 　　林晚星望着他的时候，也仿佛在看着自己。 　　真正令他们逃避的不是那些表面的难题，而是他们内心的困惑本身。 　　就像他无法理解人们为什么要踢球，而林晚星呢？ 　　“她拿到了全奖，却没有继续念书了。”王法轻声说道。 　　“是啊，她放弃了心理学。”何教授缓缓说道。 　　王法如梦方醒。 　　他一直以为，问题在那些举报信，林晚星才无法继续学业。 　　但其实不是这样。 　　她确实动摇了，可动摇她的不是信，而是别的东西。 　　她的老师舒庸在心理学界浸淫许久，但依旧如此恶劣，他毫无敬畏，私欲横流。她的同学大肆污蔑她，连她的亲生父母都不相信她。 　　如果轻轻一推，人就能向恶的深渊滑坡，那教育有什么用，心理学又有什么用呢？ 　　信仰崩塌只在一瞬间，王法骤然理解关于林晚星所矛盾的一切。 　　他们不是不理解、不自洽，在旁人说服他们之前，他们已经试图说服自己无数遍。但问题还是问题，在遇到最极端的拷问时，他们无法说服的，仍是自己。 　　困惑和不解如同岩石，不断挤压着人的内心。 　　那是行过千山的人，才会遇上的最狭窄闭塞的一段旅程。 　　你很清楚，退一步就是海阔天空，但硬币落地、钟声响起，你仍被困在在这段狭窄旅途中。 　　因为真正能走上狭路的人，终不舍放弃。 　　草荇静立，湖面平静无波。 　　王法看向身旁端坐立的瘦弱女士。 　　某天夜晚，无法入眠的何悠亭翻开小相册，拨通了严茗的电话。 　　那个午后，林晚星最终走进那间即将坐满球员的多功能教室。 　　“你们明明非常害怕，却还想再试试。” 　　“是啊，我们想试试。”
Chapter 122 Yuting Yongchuan University Cafe, Bamboo curtains separate each table booth.　　The coffee liquid at the back table flowed half of the table, but none of the people around wiped it.　　Lin Chen slowly raised his head and looked at a lady sitting in the shadows opposite.　　"Is there anything in this that you've never heard of?" He asked.　　"I don't know, Xiang Zi never told me about this." The lady's voice was soft and hoarse, "Are you sure those reports were sent to Zi?" "I have a friend who is a good computer player, and he asked him to check it for me and be able to confirm that it was him." 　　"Why the hell did he do that?" She asked in a trembling voice.　　Lin Chen said in a low voice: "Shu Yong's selection of Xiang Zi was carefully investigated. First of all, Fu Hao said that Xiang Zi was naturally hostile to women because of family reasons. Secondly, we saw a large number of similar anonymous letters in the mailbox where he sent the report letter, and he often regarded himself as a righteous man, and Shu Yong knew his temper. In the end, Shu Yong only needed to favor Lin Wanxing and let Xiang Zi hold a grudge, so that he could control and use him well. The lady listened attentively.　　After a while, she stood up, lifted the bamboo curtain, took a step, and walked to the front table.　　"Why didn't you tell me all these things?" She asked directly.　　The bamboo curtain of the booth is lifted, and air is poured in.　　A soft but dignified voice sounded in the space, and everyone was startled.　　Wang Fa looked up in surprise and saw a middle-aged lady.　　She was short, thin, and had some gray hair on her temples. But wearing a navy blue collared jacket, it looks very dignified and soft, which makes people feel close.　　Xiang Zi jumped up directly in shock: "Master, why are you here!" Lin Chen and Xing Conglian glanced at each other and followed.　　Looking at the group of people in front of him, Xiang Zi instantly understood.　　He said angrily: "My wife is just fine, what do you want to do when you invite her out to let the victim get hurt again?" Wang Fa immediately reacted.　　The leisurely lady in front of her should be Shu Yong's widow, Professor He Youting. Thinking of this, the original sense of closeness immediately disappeared.　　Even Qin Ao and Wen Chengye squinted their eyes, vigilantly looking at the lady in front of them who was so thin that it seemed to be able to be blown down by a gust of wind. I don't know what she's here for.　　"I don't need to be invited, I'm here by myself." He Youting's voice was soft and hoarse, she looked at Xiang Zi, and repeated the question again, "Let me ask you, why don't you tell me these things?" "What do you want me to say? You're so sick, I'm talking to you about the teacher's cheating? "Then why didn't you say it when he died?" 　　Xiang Zi wanted to speak and stopped, looking like he was going crazy.　　Lin Chen answered this question for Xiang Zi: "If he says it afterwards, he will be questioned by many people, 'Why didn't you tell your master earlier, maybe the teacher won't have to die', so it is the best choice to pick yourself clean." He Youting seemed to understand everything in an instant: "'He' is really too calculating. Xiang Zi raised his head, and stopped talking, as if he was very unconvinced by Lin Chen's "pick it up": "What's the point of knowing too many details of the teacher's cheating, I'm here to protect you." He said to He Youting.　　"Don't use protecting me as an excuse to hurt other people, I don't need to." He Youting made a loud noise.　　"Who am I hurting, Lin Wanxing?" Xiang Zi thought this was ridiculous. What is the situation now, the original protection of the junior?　　Wang Fa also looked at Professor He incredulously, which was a little different from the situation he imagined.　　"Now let me ask you, what kind of photo did you say you saw in his office with the evening star?" He Youting asked Xiang Zi.　　"That's it...... It's a heart-to-heart photo with an exposed waist, and there is love on the clothes. "What color clothes and where was it taken?" 　　"I don't know where it is, maybe it's red?" 　　Wang Fa suddenly remembered something, he took out his wallet, took out the photo of Lin Wanxing that he picked up in the corridor, and put it on the table.　　Xiang Zi glanced down and showed a contemptuous smile of "sure enough": "You also received it?" It's very similar to this one, but the one with a bigger range of movements, and the hand on the head is more than the heart. In the photo, Lin Wanxing smiled brightly.　　He Youting looked at the girl in the photo, with a complicated expression, like petrification.　　"It's pretty much the same as this one." Xiang Zi turned to say toughly, "No matter what you think, I'm not lying. "That photo, it can't be that the evening star put it." He Youting seemed to have been drained of all her strength, her thin fingers held on to the table and slowly sat down.　　"Why?" 　　"Because I took the picture you were talking about." She said.　　Her voice was soft, and the boys' hearts were shocked, they didn't expect Shu Yong's wife to be so categorical.　　For a moment, the coffee table was quiet again.　　Professor He Youting said that the photo on the table came from a Women's Day outing organized by the Department of Psychology.　　She is the chief physician of the Department of Thoracic Surgery at the Affiliated Hospital of Yongchuan University, and she is busy with work on weekdays, but she happened to be free to participate that time.　　She didn't know the other female teachers and wives of the Department of Psychology very well, Lin Wanxing came to help as a student cadre, and she was afraid that she would be bored, so she always stayed by her side, so she took a lot of photos of each other.　　Lin Wanxing was considerate and thoughtful, and afterwards, she washed out some photos and made a booklet for her to souvenir. Shu Yong saw the booklet and knew that Lin Wanxing had washed these films, so he had an idea. But maybe God has eyes, so he chose this one.　　"At that event, I took the photo of the evening star.The photo you found in his office, I think it was too dark for my hand to block the light, and it didn't reach her at all, but Shu Yong didn't know about it. He Youting patted her chest with a thin palm, her voice was full of sadness, and she looked at Xiang Zi, "So do you understand, Lin Wanxing is not smiling at my dead ex-husband, she is smiling at me." Mrs. Ho was very sad.　　Xiang Zi was completely panicked, and the same terrifying conjecture came to his mind. He stood up directly: "You didn't see that photo at all, how can you be sure what it looks like, maybe someone else took it for her, or I remember it wrong!" Everyone looked at the lady sitting at the table.　　"You know, you can't be wrong." He Youting finally said.　　"I'm not lying, you're just brainwashed!" Xiang Zi pushed away the chair suddenly, but everyone here, it was obvious that no one was united with him, "That person seduced your husband and ruined your family, and you still helped her speak?" His face was full of rage, but the huge shadow in his mind completely frightened him. Finally, he slammed the table and turned to leave.　　The glass table top shook, and on the coffee table, Lin Wanxing was still smiling.　　He Youting's sideburns were gray, and his thin body was trembling.　　Lin Chen was relieved: "Professor He, in this matter, you have always been a victim. Xiang Zi just vented his personal views in your name, and those emails were because of Shu Yong in the final analysis, and they had nothing to do with you.　　"I understand. Professor He's voice was full of sadness, "But after so many years, I don't know whether it is a human or a ghost who is sleeping next to me. Wang Fa immediately sobered up. He knew that as Shu Yong's wife, Professor He Youting, as the original partner, should have hated Lin Wanxing and would never die. But she was able to remain rational, and even came out to speak for Lin Wanxing, which was moving.　　"Thank you." Wang Fa said to Professor He.　　After speaking, Wang Fa felt his head being rubbed, raised his head, and found that it was his little uncle.　　Xing Conglian's face was solemn: "Why do you have a photo of that Xiaolin teacher in your wallet, what is your relationship, are you in love?" "Not really." 　　The next moment, Xing Conglian looked at him from head to toe with a male eye: "You can't do it, you haven't been in love for so long, don't you like girls?" Wang Fa understood that this was the criminal congregation's desire to liven up the atmosphere, so that he and Professor He would not be too sad: "You don't like girls, do you?" Torture Conglian: "How can you talk to the elders!" At this moment, Lin Chen let out a light "cough" and interrupted the two: "Professor He came here this time because Yan Ming deceived you. "Yan Ming?" 　　"When you relayed what she said about 'nature observation', I wondered that you didn't even have surveillance around you, and she couldn't do 'observation' at all. She was looking for a reason to get involved in the matter, in order to hide something else. "What is she going to hide?" 　　"Me." He Youting took a deep breath and said so.　　Wang Fa suddenly looked at the thin lady across the coffee table.　　"Let's go, come with your students, and take a walk with me." Professor He eased his emotions and said to him.　　Yongchuan University, lakeside trail.　　The water by the lake is shining, occasionally there are pedestrians walking and chatting, some students practicing Tai Chi sword by the river, and some students chanting aloud in English. Everyone was busy with their own business, and no one noticed them.　　Walking with Professor He was stressful for Wang Fa.　　Although Professor He said something for Lin Wanxing just now, after all, his identity was embarrassing, and he didn't know why the other party wanted to talk to him.　　And Qin Ao and Wen Chengye were even more at a loss, keeping their distance behind like little followers, not knowing how they were also named.　　Professor Ho walked slowly.　　Wang Fa followed for a while, and the silence was too long, so he still asked first: "You...... Do you know Yan Ming? "Shu Yong has taught Xiao Ming a lesson before, and I am also her wife. Later, when I got sick, she happened to come back to China and came to see me. "Are you feeling better now?" Wang Fa suddenly thought that Xiang Zi said that Professor He was also lung cancer...... 　　"I found out early, I took targeted drugs after the surgery, and I am still under good control, much better luck than Jiang Lei." Professor He said slowly.　　Hearing some familiar names, Wang Fa didn't react for a while.　　The student who had been at a loss for his hands and feet suddenly spoke: "Do you know our coach?" "Yes." Professor He finally showed a smile and nostalgia on his face, "We are patients. The waterfowl soared into the air, and many incredible emotions surged up, and all the stories seemed to have an intersection.　　"Do you have a ward?" Wang Fa asked.　　"yes, he's in the bed next to me." 　　"Our coach, our coach......" the student also muttered in the back.　　"He's annoying. I secretly watched the Premier League on my phone in the middle of the night, and I was so uncomfortable that I couldn't sleep, and he called me to watch it over and over again. He Youting pretended to complain in a slow and gentle voice, but his words were full of nostalgia.　　The boys came closer, and they looked at Professor He a little cautiously, not knowing what to say.　　"Did you follow along?" Wang Fa asked.　　"Of course, I couldn't watch it at first, and I had to recuperate when I was sick, but Jiang Xun said that he couldn't see Guardiola win the Champions League again, and he couldn't sleep anyway, so I reluctantly watched it together." 　　"Damn, our coach is a bit poisonous. Guagua hasn't won the Champions League until now......" The students listened with their ears pricked up in the back, subconsciously complained, and after speaking, they felt that they were interjecting indiscriminately, and retreated.　　Professor He looked at the students and said with a slight smile: "Your coach said that he likes Xiao Luo and gave me Amway." He said, 'Watching Ronaldo play football is like seeing the sunshine of Brazil, feeling comfortable and curing everything'. "The sentence that our coach sells Amway has really not changed for ten years." Qin Ao said.　　"But football is still fun. For most of my life, I had been very busy, and when I suddenly fell ill and was idle, I felt that my life was nothing but seeing a doctor. Jiang Lei is the kind of person who can talk awkwardly, but he is very enthusiastic, he keeps telling me about football, gossiping about the team, and showing me handsome football guys. Professor He smiled softly, "He likes to say that he has a team, and he talks about how good his team is all day long." "We're generally good." Wen Chengye said.　　"It's already in the semi-finals of the Youth Super League." Qin Ao scratched his head a little shyly.　　Looking at the students who were shy and wanted to give treasures, Professor He said, "I know. "How do you know?" Qin Ao was very confused, "You are already a fan and even watched the Youth Super League?" "Because the person who was in front of your Coach Jiang's grave that day was me." Professor He said.　　It is still the lake of Yongchuan University, which is the sunny side. The aquatic plants are swaying, and the spring breeze blows all over the body.　　Wang Fa looked at the thin lady beside her, her temples were gray and her eyes were soft. There's too much pain hidden in it, but it's soft in the end.　　"Let Lin Wanxing lead the people of the football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School?" 　　"It's me." 　　Wang Fa stood still.　　Yes, Yan Ming is far away in the UK, how can he know that Lin Wanxing wants to return to Hongjing, and suggest that Jiang Xun let Lin Wanxing take the students? Yan Ming used a big concept, just to hide the small details. Unless Professor He himself stood up, Yan Ming would never have been able to say her name.　　After speaking, He Youting continued to move forward.　　"Why?" Looking at Professor He's thin back, Wang Fa shook his head and walked a few steps quickly to catch up.　　"What do you want to ask why?" Professor He asked rhetorically.　　Wang Fa's heart shook violently: "At that time, Lin Wanxing should have been rumored to have had an affair with Professor Shu Yong, and there were rumors in the school, right?" Then why would you do that.　　"Yes, Shu Yong's suicide note, the text message he sent to Wanxing before he died, and the email he wrote to Zizi, I know what kind of thesis evidence." Professor Ho is too thin, weaker than the pampas on the shore.　　"Then why did you still ask Lin Wanxing to take the students?" 　　Professor He stretched out his slender wrist, took out a booklet from the pocket of her thin jacket, and handed it to Wang Fa.　　It was a handmade commemorative book, eight pages long, and a little thick because of the photographs.　　Turning the first page, what catches your eye is Lin Wanxing's familiar font.　　TO Beautiful and kind Professor Ho: I heard that you are a great thoracic surgeon and I am very happy to spend Women's Day with you!　　I've compiled some photos for you to keep as a souvenir~ I hope we can have a chance to hang out together!　　Lin Wanxing had many, many girlish hearts at that time. Not only did Professor He's photo be pasted in the book, but Lin Wanxing also drew handmade paintings and decorated with a lot of colorful stickers. There is a subtle resemblance to the colorful things that the students have received.　　In front is a photo, and on the penultimate page, there is a selfie of Lin Wanxing and Professor He.　　The wind blows by the lake, and the pages rattle.　　Wang Fa saw a small poem on the last page.　　Life 　　If I can stop one heart from breaking，　　I shall not live in vain; 　　If I can ease one life the aching，　　Or cool one pain，　　Or help one fainting robin 　　Unto his nest again，　　I shall not live in vain. 　　Qingjun brushstrokes, touching poems, exactly the same English streamer.　　He Youting sat down on a bench on the riverbank.　　Wang Fa held the book and was speechless for a long time.　　"Evening Star left me this poem because I'm a doctor." Taking advantage of the soft lake breeze, He Youting slowly spoke, "After Shu Yong died, she once knelt at the door of our house, saying that she had never done those things, crying and begging me to believe her. But that day, I didn't open the door. Wang Fa sat down silently beside Professor He.　　"Later, when I was tidying up my house, I saw this little notebook, and my first thought was to burn it. But when I opened it, I cried for some reason. He Youting looked at the lake, her sideburns were blown by the wind, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes, "I asked myself, she called me 'beautiful and kind Professor He', but am I really kind?" "It's not about you." Wang Fa interrupted her, "Shu Yong arranged too much before he died, and the evidence is sufficient, if I stand in your position, it is impossible to believe Lin Wanxing's words." "Yes, because if I believe in the evening star, then I have to admit the terrible fact that my husband was not taken away by another woman, he just never loved me. It was too hard for me at the time. "Maybe you once loved, but people change." 　　He Youting shook his head: "I have been very busy in the hospital and rarely take care of my family, but I think that my relationship with Shu Yong is harmonious, and I know him."But all of a sudden, not only did my marriage fail, but I also had to admit that I couldn't even see whether my husband who had been married for more than 30 years was a human or a ghost, and I really couldn't do it. And if that's the case, how can I see a little girl? "But you still want to see it." Wang Fa said.　　"Yes, I want to see it with my own eyes. Jiang Lei really gave me a lot of vitality for life, but he died, and I was really stunned when I stood in front of his grave that day and heard that the tomb of Evening Star's grandparents was next to it. They kept talking and talking, saying how good the two old men were, and how pitiful the evening star was. I looked at the names on the old man's tombstone, and the candle wax was dripping down, and I thought, they are all watching me from heaven, I have to do something. He Youting took a deep breath, "If Wanxing's teacher is a brute, then I want to see what she will be like as a teacher." "Did you go to Yan Ming?" Wang Fa suppressed the emotions in his heart and said in a low voice.　　"When Xiao Ming came to see me in the ward, Jiang Lei's son heard that she often watched football in the UK, so he added WeChat, saying that he would often rub some live photos in the circle of friends. I know about it. He Youting showed some emotion, "Let Xiao Ming make that suggestion, it may be the most correct thing I have done in my life." She was seriously ill, her husband committed suicide, and her marriage failed.　　It is hard for Wang Fa to imagine how smart and tenacious the woman next to him is, so that she can maintain a trace of clarity and reason and make a kind choice in a dark and desperate life.　　The original blame for Yan Ming was long gone, and he didn't know what to say at all except to thank Professor He.　　"She's been a full life with the team and should be happy." Wang Fa said. "Thank you, thank you really." 　　"Thank you too." Professor He patted Wang Fa's arm, "Xiao Ming told me, when you lived at the house of Grandparents of Wanxing, I thought it was like the plot of a novel. I've heard about you once in a while, and from being skeptical at first, to feeling very sweet. She must be a very good girl, God will arrange you in her so bitter story. "She's always been a nice, nice girl." Hearing Professor He say this, Wang Fa only had bitterness in his heart, "I was too stupid to keep her." He Youting shook his head: "I can't understand when I know that she is leaving. I believe she is a good girl, and life has changed for the better, so why should she leave? Wang Fa looked at Professor He.　　The students behind him had red eyes and looked confused.　　"It was only later that I realized, ah, it turns out that in this story, all I have been caring about is myself. In fact, she suffered no less pain and suffering than I did. Because she is so sober and strong, it seems that she can always sort out her emotions and live. It seems like it's all right, but it's not at all. I don't know what to do with all this, so I'm writing you that fax in the hope that you can understand her story and help her. Professor He said.　　Next to Wang Fa's ears, it seemed to ring the voice of Lin Wanxing on the phone at the train station that day.　　She said, "No."　　She said she was "leaving soon."　　"Not everything can be solved," she said. She was really leaving, and she didn't want to stay with them anymore.　　Being questioned by the police was really painful, but what she was really afraid of was not that.　　She lived so hard.　　But the moment she saw Shu Yong's photo again, she suddenly understood that it was a shadow that she could not escape for the rest of her life.　　She didn't want to experience a strange look again, and she didn't want to be judged by those closest to her again.　　She didn't want to do so much.　　But most of all, she didn't want to be disappointed anymore.　　"Why the hell are we teachers leaving?" The students couldn't figure it out.　　"Because she can't trust people anymore." Wang Fa looked at his players and finally understood, "And we, too, are human beings." Time goes back to that rooftop night.　　Wang Fa could still recall Lin Wanxing's gaze at that time, she smiled gently, and took out a one-yuan coin from her pocket.　　She said to go on the front and stay on the back.　　The coin falls lightly to the ground, and the result appears.　　There was no disappointment in her eyes, she just kept looking at him, clear and peaceful, like water and mirror.　　They looked at each other as if they saw themselves.　　Wang Fa finally understood.　　Why does Lin Wanxing understand him so well, why does she keep trying to help him solve his inner problems, and why does she persuade him to stay longer...... 　　When Lin Wanxing looked at him, she also seemed to be looking at herself.　　What really makes them run away is not the problems on the surface, but the confusion in their hearts.　　It's like he can't understand why people play football, but what about Lin Wanxing?　　"She won the full prize, but she didn't continue her studies." Wang Fa said softly.　　"yes, she gave up psychology." Professor He said slowly.　　Wang Fa woke up like a dream.　　He always thought that the problem was in those report letters, so Lin Wanxing could not continue his studies.　　But that's not the case.　　She did waver, but it wasn't faith that shook her, it was something else.　　Her teacher Shu Yong has been immersed in the psychology world for a long time, but he is still so bad, he has no awe, and his selfish desires are rampant. Her classmates slandered her so much that even her biological parents didn't believe her.　　If a person can slide into the abyss of evil with a gentle push, then what is the use of education, and what is the use of psychology?　　Faith collapsed in only an instant, and Wang Fa suddenly understood everything about Lin Wanxing's contradictions.　　It's not that they don't understand or are inconsistent, they have tried to convince themselves countless times before others convince them. But the problem is still the problem, and in the face of the most extreme torture, it is still themselves who cannot be convinced.　　Confusion and incomprehension are like rocks, constantly squeezing people's hearts.　　It is the narrowest and most isolated journey that only those who have traveled through thousands of mountains will encounter.　　You know very well that taking a step back is the sea and the sky, but the coins fall to the ground, the bells ring, and you are still trapped in this narrow journey.　　Because those who can really walk on the narrow road will never give up.　　The grass stands still, and the lake is calm and waveless.　　Wang Fa looked at the thin lady sitting upright beside him.　　One night, He Youting, who couldn't sleep, opened the small photo album and dialed Yan Ming's phone.　　That afternoon, Lin Wanxing finally walked into the multi-purpose classroom that was about to be filled with players.　　"You're scared, but you want to try again." 　　"yes, we want to try."

第123章 冰火 　　林晚星离开的第十一天。 　　王法终于知道了那些深藏的故事。 　　下午， 他带学生们离开永川。临走时，秦敖和文成业与何教授约定，如果他们能闯进决赛， 就邀请何教授现场观赛！ 　　对学生们来讲， 他们非常尊重且感谢何教授，很想做点什么。可放眼望去，除了好好踢球、好好读书外，他们改变不了任何事。 　　第十二天。 　　没去永川的学生们，在王法回来后都知道了林晚星离开的原因，那天夜里他们都没有睡着。比起一无所知时， 了解越多就越让人不知该如何是好。 　　大家聚在一起，说了很多，除了训练和学习时间外， 他们都在思考究竟该怎么办。 　　有时他们想直接去找林晚星， 告诉她， 我们不是那样的人，请你看看我们。 　　可有时他们又问自己 　　她为什么不能离开、不能逃避、不去看那些她不想看的事呢？谁有资格对她说， 事情已经过去，你必须坚强勇敢、振作起来？ 　　第十三天。 　　半决赛赛程决定。 　　宏景八中将在主场宏景明珠俱乐部球场迎战韩岭胜利队。 　　而另一方面，关于“该怎么做”的讨论已经几乎无法进行下去了，就像老师曾经说过的那样， 每个人都是独立自由的个体，她为什么不能做自己想做的事情呢？ 　　第十四天。 　　王法熬夜看完了能找到的韩岭胜利队全部资料和比赛录像，制定了新的训练任务。 　　在这天，他买了张车票， 很想去往某个城市见某个人。可他最后还是坐在天台上， 独自一人挨过了发车时间。 　　第十五天。 　　所有人都凑在一起， 做了一个决定。 　　王法打开了那个邮箱。 　　他们要把选择权交到林晚星手上。 　　第十六天。 　　宏景开始下雨。 　　训练项目很多，也比以往都要艰苦和枯燥。雨停的时候，大家会继续训练。下雨的时候，他们就躲在屋檐下面，有时复习文化课内容，有时看着球场发呆。 　　而每天下午，王法都会去一个地方待一会儿。 　　…… 　　第二十一日。 　　连绵春雨，一下就是几天。 　　第二十一天的时候，宏景八中足球队球员们，站上了宏景明珠体育场的草地。 　　韩岭胜利队队员们已开始热身。 　　四分之一决赛中，韩岭胜利队以比赛最后时刻的关键点球，战胜逢春城市队，挺进半决赛。有传闻说，他们是著名的“干儿子”队，韩岭电子是青超联赛的赞助商，所以主办方怎么都会让他们进决赛。 　　此事由蒋旬透露。 　　王法接到电话时，没什么太大反应，只说会好好准备。 　　蒋旬有些担忧。 　　现在大家已经没什么秘密了，幕后团伙们直接站到台前。 　　比赛现场出现了观赛团。不仅学校体育组赵、钱、孙、李四位老师悉数到场，为防止一些极端情况出现，陈卫东和另一位体育生也被带到了替补席。 　　天气晴好，暖湿气流带来了潮热的风。 　　陈卫东低着头，拉链拉到最高。因为之前跑路，所以害怕被前队友怼，他几乎半张脸埋在了校服领子里。 　　可再见他，其他队友已没有了之前的愤怒感。 　　秦敖甚至喝了口水，拍了拍他肩膀，示意他一起稍作热身。 　　陈卫东瞪着眼睛，有点不可思议，总觉得这些队友和之前不一样了。 　　一个陌生的女老师在场边张罗座位。 　　陈卫东跟着跑了两个往返，实在忍不住，凑近最好说话的付新书，想了想最后还是问：“林老师呢？” 　　正在专心热身的队伍顿时脚步一滞，但很快，所有人都继续跑步，没人说话。 　　场边。 　　蒋旬在观众席坐下。 　　今天早上，他从省会坐高铁来宏景，舟车劳顿，就为看一场青少年足球赛。 　　赛前，他想和王法教练还有小球员们聊几句。可对方却把自己关在更衣室里，直到刚才教练和球员才出来热身。 　　午后的阳光颇有热度，老陈拍了拍蒋旬的肩，在他身旁坐下。 　　蒋旬每天在球队混，很清楚球队气势和比赛的关系。在他看来，重要比赛前，球队理应气势高涨。可宏景八中的队员们很明显们交流不多，情绪没那么激越。 　　他有些忧虑地和老陈对视一眼。 　　开赛前，场边通道。 　　双方球员列队，主裁与边裁站在队伍最前方，带领球员入场。 　　突然奏响的运动员进行曲在场地上方回荡。 　　宏景八中的球员们面色平静，不为所动。 　　春日球场草坪格外鲜绿。 　　场上，主裁检查比赛用球，然后将球放在开球点，与边裁对表。 　　响亮的音乐在某个高音处掐断。 　　主裁掏出一枚硬币，双方队长上前猜边。 　　韩岭胜利队长比付新书高出大半个头，整个队伍穿少见的黑色队服。黑底红字，加之遴选球员时，挑的都是人高马大的选手，放眼望去，在场上极有压迫感。 　　付新书在和裁判交流后，选了正面。 　　选边结果付新书猜赢，他选择左边半场，并最后与对方队长握手。 　　蒋旬坐在看台上，看着球场上的少年队长。 　　从头到尾，付新书都面容冷静，他甚至没看过对方队长或者选手一眼，仿佛沉浸在自己的世界里。 　　如果蒋旬在场边，很想再次提醒球员们，韩岭胜利踢的是野蛮足球，他们队员身体素质好，前锋对抗性强，后卫截断凶悍，经常能打出漂亮的防守反击。加之裁判稍有偏向，踢起比赛来，他们绝对是个让强队都会头疼的对手。 　　如果他是教练，一定希望球员们能避其锋芒，好好防守，不要和对面硬碰硬。 　　想到这里，他代入感很强，不由自主地背心冒汗。 　　付新书弯腰紧了紧鞋带，站了起来，裁判将哨子放入口中，场上起了一阵风。 　　“加油！”蒋旬和身旁几位体育老师一齐喊道。 　　开场，韩岭胜利通过一记响亮的直传球，吹响进攻的号角。 　　韩岭胜利队10号在左边路拿球，突然改变线路内切，宏景八中10号立刻出现在他前方。想到主教练赛前安排，韩岭胜利球员没有犹豫。他立刻起脚，将球传出，力求打快。 　　可在他动之前，一道白色闪电袭来，以迅雷不及掩耳之势，将球直接铲飞。 　　态度之明确、意图之果断，令人咂舌。 　　足球飞出边线，“哐”地撞上护栏，裁判哨音响起！ 　　韩岭胜利队10号打了个踉跄，将将站住，甚至忘了可以倒地后举手示意犯规。 　　他看到宏景八中防守球员迅速从草地上爬起，拍了拍短裤上的草屑，目光冷硬坚决到了极点。 　　看到那样的目光，他不由自主捏紧了拳头。 　　在两支队伍在比赛伊始，就展现出强硬的战术意图。 　　比如韩岭胜利进攻意图明显，不管怎样，我都要把球往你的半场踢。而宏景八中则用中场绞杀战术，不惜犯规，断球再断球。 　　场上传球和断球声四起，场边横幅和围栏不断随之轻颤。 　　不多时，学生们身上球衣都沾上鲜绿的草汁，斑斑驳驳。 　　蒋旬坐在场边，嗅到一丝不同寻常的气息。 　　连老陈也感到不对劲：“怎么踢这么凶？” 　　他话音刚落，裁判哨声又响了起来。 　　韩岭胜利进攻队员强行撞倒林鹿。 　　少年在地上滚了一圈，一时没爬起来。 　　裁判却示意林鹿防守犯规，韩岭胜利球员得寸进尺，向裁判施压，想要主裁判对林鹿出示一张黄牌。 　　主裁叫过林鹿，对他警告了一句。少年低头系着鞋带，并没有委屈喊冤，他点了点头，直接往后退开。 　　韩岭胜利球员很不爽，对主裁判说了一句“你看他”。 　　林鹿依旧神情自若，似乎没发生过任何冲突。 　　蒋旬微低头，看向场边教练席的那个男人。 　　比赛看到这里，他已经很清楚。王法根本就不在意对方有裁判偏帮。他要的就是“硬碰硬”。 　　拼抢凶狠是为了给对方明确信号‘我不会脚下留情’，而与其把对方放进禁区附近再封堵，不如直接在离禁区较远的中线附近阻拦，只要动作干净，裁判是没办法发牌的。 　　蒋旬向老陈解释这些，眉头却一直皱着。 　　“怎么？”老陈不明所以。 　　“‘硬碰硬’的比赛，踢起来双方都很容易头脑过热、情绪升级，很难从头到尾都保持理智的战术执行力。一旦裁判控制不住场面，好一点就是发牌大战，差一点直接动手也有。” 　　云层散开，午后阳光炽烈。 　　韩岭胜利队员也踢出了火气。 　　任谁的进攻被对手不断侵犯打断都会不爽。更何况宏景八中始终保持犯规尺度，动作干净、目的明确，他们一时间完全没办法突破。 　　于是他们也加大了动作。 　　加强身体对抗后。 　　宏景八中的高中生们被放倒次数明显增加。 　　韩岭胜利太懂该如何利用身体和裁判优势。他们有时是用手肘挤占位置，有时毫不留情地铲球。 　　裁判很少吹哨，这逼迫宏景八中的球员们必须更努力频繁地防守。他们一次又一次摔倒在地。短短半个小时，学生们的球衣就完全变色了。 　　攻防激烈的比赛持续到41分钟。 　　韩岭胜利进攻球员再次在禁区弧顶一带摔倒，主裁判哨音响起，韩岭胜利获得了一个位置绝佳的任意球。 　　宏景八中队员们很熟练排起人墙。 　　这些天来，他们进行了大量的任意球训练。很快进入状态，集中注意力，观察对手动向。 　　韩岭胜利的队长站在了足球前面，午后阳光刺目。 　　看着前方人墙，他深深吸了口气。 　　主裁判的哨声响起。 　　他开始助跑加速，接近足球后，他抡起右脚，用力将球踢了出去！ 　　足球炮弹般冲向人墙，智会高高跃起。他位置很好，可以完美封堵住来球。 　　可就在他甩头的瞬间，他感到肩膀一沉。有人拽着他的肩膀，将他硬生生拉倒。智会背部重重着地，只觉得眼前一黑，胸口一阵翻江倒海。 　　裁判却未响哨。 　　足球随即被对方球员蹭到，弹了一下、改变轨迹。跟进的另外一名韩岭胜利球员迎着足球，再次大力抽射！ 　　韩岭胜利球员补射又快又狠，门将冯锁根本来不及反应，足球便从他右侧，直接撞入球网中！ 　　1-0。 　　裁判哨音响起，示意进球有效。 　　韩岭胜利的球员们即刻开始庆祝。 　　进球让宏景八中的球员们迟滞片刻。 　　那么多天的训练，很多个夜晚加练。他们的教练站在不同的罚球位置，一点点教会他们该如何判断对方球员意图，如何防守不同形式的任意球。 　　虽然他们的教练也提醒过他们，比赛中肯定会有对方犯规但裁判不吹哨的情况出现。可真正遇上时，那种愤怒和窒息感要让人丧失理智。 　　时间仿佛又回到下着小雨的夜里。 　　他们在湿漉漉的草地上，为可能出现的比赛下雨情况，进行任意球训练。 　　球衣被汗水和雨水浸湿。 　　他们的教练用几乎更恶劣的手段，拽倒了球员。 　　他们那时完全不懂这是为什么。 　　雨夜的路下，所有淤积的情绪仿佛瞬间要爆发。 　　他们不知道为什么老师会遇上那样的事情，也不知道自己为什么还在这里踢球。 　　他们不知道前面有什么、不知道自己能做什么、不知道为什么这个世界是这样的？ 　　愤怒、争吵，诸多情绪在那瞬间完全对教练宣泄出去。 　　他们甚至忘了，其实林晚星走后，对方其实完全没有任何必要再留下来。 　　可那天夜里，他们的教练却没有走。 　　他始终保持着孤独和平静的语气。 　　他向他们解释，没有任何一个裁判能保证一场比赛的绝对公平。他也告诉他们，该如何为接下来的判罚争取有利条件。 　　“哪怕裁判有一瞬间想要保持比赛公平的倾向，都是我们之后战胜对手的机会。”他是这么说的。 　　争吵进行到最后，所有人都向王法道歉。 　　在那个不见星月的雨夜里。 　　他们的教练也浑身湿漉漉的，他说：“保持理智，赢下比赛，才是你们能在球场为自己争取到的最大正义。” 　　智会翻身坐起。 　　文成业深吸了口气，去检查智会有没有问题。 　　秦敖松开拳头，和付新书一起围着主裁判，阐述韩岭胜利拉人犯规的事实。 　　“是正常范围内的身体碰撞。”主裁说。 　　“可我们的球员倒地了，比赛也应该终止。”付新书说。 　　“既然不是犯规，你方球员倒地，对面主动停止比赛是道德，不停止比赛也不能说有问题。”主裁判如是说。 　　听到这话，韩岭胜利的队长终于感到出了口恶气。 　　与宏景八中队长擦肩而过时，他问对方说：“我们的任意球，怎么样？” 　　宏景八中的每个人都觉得，这场比赛中的自己很不像以往。 　　一方面，他们心里很冷，仿佛还在训练时的冷雨中，没有太多情绪波动。他们全部思维完全附着在这个球场上，只想赢下这场比赛。 　　而另一方面，他们胸中仿佛燃烧着无名之火，那么沉闷也那么滚烫。 　　0-1的比分保持到中场。 　　中场休息室，空气里只有止疼喷雾的味道。包括王法在内，整个休息室都无人说话。 　　休息时间那么短暂，下半场比赛仿佛瞬间又再度开始。 　　第7分钟。 　　韩岭胜利队突入禁区后直传被破坏出底线，裁判判给韩岭胜利一例角球。 　　宏景八中球员们在激烈对抗中，得到短暂的喘息机会。 　　肌肉很疼、关节很酸，刚才摔倒时的疼痛仿佛还附着在骨头上。很多次，他们闭上眼睛的时候，觉得这个球场的颜色是深沉浓郁的黑。 　　可不知道为什么，他们看这座球场，却比以往都清晰。 　　角球由韩岭胜利9号队长主罚。 　　他踢出的球速很慢角度很正，被冯锁直接没收。 　　攻防转换只在刹那间。 　　冯锁立刻开出大脚，足球如炮弹般飞向前场。 　　前场，陈江河将球稳稳停下。 　　他迅速起脚，将球传给了接应的秦敖，自己则向前切入。 　　秦敖没有浪费任何时间，第一时间将球斜传给前插的陈江河二过一反越位！ 　　他们两人配合快速精准，手术刀一般划开防线。 　　韩岭胜利左后想直接捅走陈江河脚下的足球，可陈江河却在对方起脚同时，用脚尖将足球轻轻一捅，足球轻盈穿过防守球员两腿之间。 　　他随后立刻变向，越过对方后卫，来到了大禁区内。 　　陈江河视野余光内出现了一双脚，韩岭胜利球员从他左侧铲来。 　　在他面前，对方守门员站位靠前。足球在草地上轻轻弹起，陈江河毫不犹豫地跃起，他抡起右脚，脚面紧紧绷直。 　　砰地一声闷响！ 　　陈江河摔倒在地。 　　他的脸贴在冰冷的球场草皮，狭窄的视野中，足球向着韩岭胜利队大门飞去。 　　几乎贴着横梁，足球坠入网中。 　　网窝激荡。 　　陈江河闭上眼，握紧拳头，重重捶了下草地。 　　明显的反越位，无懈可击的射门！ 　　裁判哨声响起，示意进球有效。 　　看台的成年人爆发出兴奋的欢呼！ 　　1-1 　　陈江河用一例无可争议的进球，敲开了韩岭胜利队大门，顽强地扳平比分。 　　在林晚星离开后的第二十一天下午，比赛的第五十五分钟。 　　宏景八中的球员们离他们梦想中的决赛球场，又进了一步。 　　看台的成年人们跳了起来，疯狂庆祝。 　　场上的学生们跑向了陈江河，把他拉了起来。 　　平局、加时、点球大战，并不是韩岭胜利能接受的结果。 　　主教练在场边大喊。 　　身体对抗本就是足球比赛最重要的一环，而既然有主裁的优势，他们为什么不用？ 　　接下来的比赛，韩岭胜利无所顾忌了。 　　他们开始肆无忌惮地冲撞宏景八中禁区。 　　宏景八中的球员们不断摔倒，有时要过一段时间才能爬起来。 　　这是一场他们从未经历过足球，比起与永川恒大的10人防守战，激烈身体对抗带来的疼痛格外清晰。 　　他们有时倒地后眼前一黑，会怀疑自己能否爬起。 　　可随着比赛不断向着教练所讲述的方向发展，他们的大脑又格外清晰。 　　更少的禁区缠斗，更多的中场绞杀。 　　耐心等待韩岭胜利前压后长传发动反击。 　　前锋拿球之后，尽量带球朝着底线附近冲，寻找机会，制造角球或者对方犯规机会。 　　第81分钟。 　　宏景八中获得反击机会，长传球再次准确的落到了陈江河的脚下。 　　陈江河打算如法炮制，和秦敖做二过一配合之后继续前插。 　　可对方球员早被教练耳提面命过，没给他前插的机会。在和他擦身而过时，对方直接缠上来。体力不支和先前大量裁判视而不见的判罚，让对方肆无忌惮。 　　陈江河被手脚并用地放倒在地。 　　可就在这时，主裁判的哨声响了。 　　两人一同摔倒，必须吹哨。而韩岭胜利的防守球员几乎是用摔跤的动作放倒了陈江河，或许这就是王法所说的那个时刻。 　　裁判给了宏景八中一个和刚才韩岭胜利位置几乎一模一样的任意球。 　　“我来！”秦敖举手要求主罚，吸引了所有人注意力。 　　他气势汹汹地把球放在了罚球点。 　　韩岭胜利的球员们摆起人墙，紧紧地盯着他，仿佛觉得他下一刻就要踢出一粒火球，把他们全部干掉。 　　主裁判吹响了哨声，秦敖开始长距离的助跑。 　　所有人的注意力，这时都被秦敖愤怒的表演吸引。 　　而就在这时，站在球旁边的付新书突然抬脚，将球斜传到了禁区另外一侧！ 　　这些天，他们进行大量任意球练习，等待的就是这个时刻。 　　几乎无人防守的文成业在那个位置接到了球，他面对仓促转身过来的门将，轻松起脚，足球呼啸着从门将身边飞过，撞上球网。 　　2-1，宏景八中再次领先！ 　　看台响起了从未有过的欢呼声。 　　秦敖几乎半跪在地上。 　　整座球场很吵，却又安静到了极点。 　　擦身而过时，韩岭胜利队队长听到对方的某个球员问他：“你觉得，我们的任意球怎么样？” 　　之后的比赛时间所剩无几，那是完全黑暗的10分钟。 　　全场疲于奔命的文成业耗光了最后的体力，在一次被撞倒后再也无法爬起，王法被迫将早已焦急万分的陈卫东换上场。 　　与此同时，韩岭胜利也换上两名进攻球员，几乎倾巢出动，集体压上宏景八中禁区。 　　混乱的攻防，血腥味压抑在喉头。宏景八中经常摔倒、被肘击，裁判哨声间或响起。骨头可能断了，也可能没有，所有人都又累又疼，可无论何时，他们都强迫自己保持一丝头脑清明。 　　依旧是春雨下的武川路球场，王法曾在那座球场不断传出不同类型的来球，要求他们防守用左右脚完成一角出球式解围，并且保证足球一定飞过中场。 　　如本能一般，那些训练都浮现在他们疲惫的身体上。一脚又一脚，他们顽强地封锁着韩岭胜利的进攻。 　　直到 　　韩岭胜利的球员，摔倒在里禁区。 　　哨音响起，比赛最后时刻，没有人能说清楚发生了什么，所有人都茫然地看向裁判。 　　裁判也没有第一时间判罚，他只是抬头看了看天。 　　在低头的刹那，他的手指向了罚球点。 　　比赛最后时刻，裁判给了韩岭胜利一个点球。 　　场边吵极了。 　　体育组的四位老师恨不得冲上球场。 　　极度虚弱的文成业拖着疲惫的身躯也要跳起来大骂主裁判。 　　小许老师拿出手机录像，说要举报投诉。 　　王法只是站了起来，走到了球场边上，他把有些颤抖的手插进了口袋。 　　韩岭胜利队队长，抱着足球，走向罚球点。 　　全场霎时静下。 　　所有人心跳迅速飙升，他们或抓或握，紧张让心脏泵出大量血液，那种冲击快到足以让心跳停止。 　　冯锁独自一人站在门前面前。 　　一呼、一吸。 　　四周褪色，他眼中，只剩下那枚黑白相间的足球。 　　韩岭胜利队球员开始助跑，草屑飞扬。 　　他记得自己曾经问过教练，如果裁判一定会给对面点球，他要怎么扑出去呢？ 　　王法告诉他，他必须相信自己能扑出这粒球，比对方更坚定地相信。 　　足球飞得极快，但在冯锁眼中，这些都不重要。 　　在王法亲自指导他的全部防守点球训练中，其中最重要的一条是：忘记一切，勇敢地向一侧倒下去。 　　他闭上了眼睛，舒展开身体，像无数次守门训练那样，重重摔在球场上。 　　坚硬的土地、沉重的撞击，冯锁的整个世界都仿佛陷入了黑暗。 　　过了一段时间。 　　一下、又一下，心脏缓缓泵出血液。 　　疼痛令人麻木，可怀中的触感却如此清晰。那是一颗他无比熟悉、柔软又坚硬、刚刚被他扑下，仿佛还在燃烧的足球。 　　冯锁慢慢睁开了眼睛。 　　视野中，韩岭胜利队队长，完全脱力跪在了他的面前。 　　他扑出了对方本该绝平的点球。 　　终场哨音，随后响起。 　　林晚星离开的第二十一天又九百零一分钟。 　　宏景八中以2-1的比分，艰难战胜韩岭胜利队，最终挺进决赛！ 　　文成业、付新书、秦敖、林鹿…… 　　宏景八中的每位球员，都躺在了地上，在结束的那个时刻，每个人都下意识望向场边。 　　看台上依旧没有出现他们最想看到的身影。 　　所有人都闭上眼睛。 　　阳光如大雨倾盆而落，浇在他们每个人身上。 　　数不清的训练，太多无法坚持的理由。 　　这世界有那么多的坎坷和苦难，生命中过客匆匆，他们好像还是那群看不清前路的少年。 　　只是在某一个时刻，在这个时刻，胜利像劈开狭路的利刃。 　　他们知道，自己还能继续走下去。
Chapter 123: Ice and Fire The eleventh day of Lin Wanxing's departure.　　Wang Fa finally knew those hidden stories.　　In the afternoon, he took the students out of Yongchuan. Before leaving, Qin Ao and Wen Chengye agreed with Professor He that if they could make it to the finals, they would invite Professor He to watch the game live!　　As far as the students are concerned, they are very respectful and grateful to Professor Ho and want to do something. But as far as the eye can see, apart from playing football and studying well, they can't change anything.　　Day 12.　　The students who didn't go to Yongchuan all knew the reason for Lin Wanxing's departure after Wang Fa came back, and none of them fell asleep that night. The more you know more than you don't know anything about it, the better it is.　　Everyone got together and talked a lot, and in addition to the training and study time, they were all thinking about what to do.　　Sometimes they want to go directly to Lin Wanxing and tell her, "We're not that kind of people, please look at us."　　But sometimes they ask themselves, "Why can't she leave, why can't she run away, why can't she go to see what she doesn't want to see?" Who is qualified to say to her, It's over, you have to be strong, brave, and cheer up?　　Thirteenth day.　　The semi-finals are scheduled.　　Hongjing No. 8 Junior High School will face Hanling Shengli at the home stadium of Hongjing Pearl Club.　　On the other hand, the discussion about "what to do" is almost impossible to continue, as the teacher once said, Everyone is an independent and free individual, why can't she do what she wants to do?　　Day fourteen.　　Wang Fa stayed up all night to read all the information and game videos of the Hanling Shengli team that he could find, and formulated a new training task.　　On this day, he bought a ticket, and he wanted to go to a certain city to meet someone. But he ended up sitting on the rooftop, and he passed the departure time alone.　　Day 15.　　Everybody got together and made a decision.　　Wang Fa opened the mailbox.　　They want to leave the choice in the hands of Lin Wanxing.　　Day 16.　　It started to rain in Hongjing.　　There are a lot of training programs, and they are also more difficult and boring than ever. When the rain stops, everyone will continue to train. When it rains, they hide under the eaves, sometimes reviewing the content of cultural lessons, sometimes looking at the court in a daze.　　And every afternoon, Wang Fa would go to a place to stay for a while.　　…… 　　Twenty-one.　　The continuous spring rain is a few days at a time.　　On the twenty-first day, the players of the football team of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School stood on the grass of Hongjing Pearl Stadium.　　The players of the Hanling Victory Team have begun to warm up.　　In the quarterfinals, the Hanling Victory team defeated the Fengchun City team with a key penalty kick at the last moment of the game and advanced to the semifinals. It is rumored that they are the famous "godson" team, and Hanling Electronics is a sponsor of the Youth Super League, so the organizers will let them enter the finals.　　The matter was revealed by Jiang Xun.　　When Wang Fa received the call, he didn't react much, only said that he would prepare well.　　Jiang Xun was a little worried.　　Now there are no secrets for everyone, and the gangs behind the scenes stand directly in front of the stage.　　A spectator group appeared at the game. Not only were the four teachers of the school's physical education group, Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li, all present, but in order to prevent some extreme situations, Chen Weidong and another physical education student were also brought to the bench.　　The weather was fine, and the warm and humid air currents brought hot winds.　　Chen Weidong lowered his head and pulled the zipper to the highest. Because he ran away before, he was afraid of being scolded by his former teammates, so he buried almost half of his face in the collar of his school uniform.　　But goodbye to him, the other teammates no longer have the same sense of anger as before.　　Qin Ao even took a sip of water, patted him on the shoulder, and motioned for him to warm up a little together.　　Chen Weidong's eyes were a little incredible, and he always felt that these teammates were different from before.　　An unfamiliar female teacher spreads her seat on the sidelines.　　Chen Weidong followed two round trips, he couldn't help it, approached Fu Xinshu, who was the best talker, thought about it and finally asked, "What about Mr. Lin?" The group that was concentrating on warming up suddenly stopped, but soon, everyone continued to run, and no one spoke.　　Sidelines.　　Jiang Xun sat down in the audience.　　This morning, he took the high-speed train from the provincial capital to Hongjing, and he was tired of traveling to watch a youth football match.　　Before the game, he wanted to talk to Coach Wang Fa and the young players. But the opponent locked himself in the locker room, and the coach and players didn't come out to warm up until just now.　　The afternoon sun was quite hot, and Lao Chen patted Jiang Xun on the shoulder and sat down beside him.　　Jiang Xun mixes in the team every day and knows very well the relationship between the team's momentum and the game. In his opinion, the team should be in high spirits before an important game. But the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School obviously don't communicate much, and their emotions are not so agitated.　　He glanced at Lao Chen with some concern.　　Before the start of the game, the sideline passage.　　Players from both sides line up, with the referee and linesman standing at the front of the line and leading the players in.　　The sudden sound of the athletes' march echoed above the field.　　The players in Hongjing No. 8 Middle School were calm and unmoved.　　The grass of the spring course is exceptionally green.　　On the field, the referee checks the ball for the game, then places the ball on the tee and matches the linesman.　　Loud music is cut off at a certain high note.　　The referee pulled out a coin, and the captains of both sides stepped forward to guess the edge.　　Captain Han Ling Shengli was more than half a head taller than Fu Xinshu, and the whole team wore a rare black uniform. The red letters on a black background, coupled with the selection of players, are all tall and tall players, and there is a great sense of oppression on the field.　　After communicating with the referee, Fu Xinshu chose the positive.　　He chose the left half and shook hands with the opposing captain at the end.　　Jiang Xun sat in the stands and looked at the young captain on the field.　　From beginning to end, Fu Xinshu's face was calm, he didn't even glance at the opposing captain or players, as if he was immersed in his own world.　　If Jiang Xun is on the sidelines, I would like to remind the players again that Han Ling Shengli plays savage football, their players have good physical fitness, the forwards are confrontational, the defenders are fierce and fierce, and they can often play beautiful defensive counterattacks. Coupled with the slight bias of the referee, when it comes to playing the game, they are definitely an opponent that will give strong teams a headache.　　If he is a coach, he must hope that the players can avoid his edge, defend well and not go head-to-head with the opposite side.　　Thinking of this, he had a strong sense of substitution, and he couldn't help but sweat in his vest.　　Fu Xinshu bent down and tightened his shoelaces, stood up, and the referee put the whistle in his mouth, and there was a gust of wind on the field.　　"Come on!" Jiang Xun and several physical education teachers beside him shouted together.　　At the beginning, Han Ling Shengli blew the horn of attack through a loud through ball.　　No. 10 of the Hanling Victory Team took the ball on the left side, suddenly changed the line and cut inward, and No. 10 of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School immediately appeared in front of him. Thinking of the head coach's pre-game arrangement, the Hanling victory players did not hesitate. He immediately got up and passed the ball out, trying to play fast.　　But before he could move, a white lightning bolt struck, and with lightning speed, the ball was directly scooped away.　　The clarity of the attitude and the decisiveness of the intention are staggering.　　The football flew off the sideline, hit the guardrail with a "bang", and the referee's whistle sounded!　　The No. 10 of the Hanling Shengli team stumbled, and the general will stand, even forgetting that he could fall to the ground and raise his hand to signal for a foul.　　He saw that the defensive players of Hongjing No. 8 quickly got up from the grass, patted the grass clippings on their shorts, and their eyes were cold and resolute to the extreme.　　Seeing that gaze, he couldn't help but clench his fists.　　At the very beginning of the game, the two teams showed tough tactical intent.　　For example, Han Ling's victory offensive intention is obvious, no matter what, I have to kick the ball to your half. And Hongjing No. 8 Middle School used midfield strangulation tactics, not hesitating to foul, break the ball and break the ball again.　　The sound of passing and breaking the ball on the field was everywhere, and the banners and fences on the sidelines continued to tremble.　　After a while, the students' jerseys were stained with bright green grass juice and mottled.　　Jiang Xun sat on the sidelines, smelling a hint of something unusual.　　Even Lao Chen felt that something was wrong: "Why do you kick so fiercely?" As soon as he finished speaking, the referee's whistle sounded again.　　Han Ling's victorious attacking team members forcibly knocked down Lin Lu.　　The boy rolled around on the ground and didn't get up for a while.　　The referee signaled that Lin Lu was fouled defensively, and Han Ling's victory player had to inch in and put pressure on the referee, wanting the referee to show Lin Lu a yellow card.　　The referee called Lin Lu and warned him. The young man lowered his head and tied his shoelaces, and did not cry out for grievances, he nodded and stepped back directly.　　The Hanling Shengli player was very unhappy and said "look at him" to the referee.　　Lin Lu still looked calm, and didn't seem to have any conflicts.　　Jiang Xun lowered his head slightly and looked at the man in the coach's seat on the sidelines.　　Seeing this, he is already very clear. Wang Fa didn't care that the other party had a referee to help him. What he wants is "hard hitting".　　The ferocity is to give the opponent a clear signal that 'I will not show mercy at my feet', and instead of putting the opponent near the penalty area and then blocking, it is better to block directly near the middle line far from the penalty area, as long as the action is clean, the referee has no way to deal cards.　　Jiang Xun explained this to Lao Chen, but his brows kept frowning.　　"How?" Lao Chen didn't know why.　　"In a 'hard-hitting' game, it is easy for both sides to overheat their minds and escalate their emotions, and it is difficult to maintain a rational tactical execution from beginning to end. Once the referee can't control the scene, the better thing is the card battle, and there is almost a direct action. The clouds dispersed and the afternoon sun blazed.　　The Hanling victory team also kicked out the fire.　　Anyone's attack will be interrupted by the opponent's constant aggression. What's more, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School has always maintained the foul scale, the action is clean and the purpose is clear, and they have no way to break through for a while.　　So they also stepped up their actions.　　Strengthen the physical confrontation after that.　　The number of times high school students at Hongjing No. 8 Middle School were put down has increased significantly.　　Han Ling Shengli knows how to use his body and refereeing advantages too well. Sometimes they use their elbows to squeeze their positions, sometimes they tackle the ball mercilessly.　　The referee rarely blows the whistle, forcing the players in Grand View 8 to defend harder and more often. Again and again they fell to the ground. In just half an hour, the students' jerseys were completely discolored.　　The game was intense and lasted until 41 minutes.　　Han Lingsheng's attacking player fell again at the top of the penalty area, the referee's whistle sounded, and Han Ling Shengli won a free kick in a good position.　　The members of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School are very skilled in lining up the human wall.　　They've been training a lot of free-kicks these days. Get into the groove quickly, concentrate and observe the opposing direction.　　The captain of Han Lingsheng's victory stood in front of the football, and the afternoon sun was dazzling.　　Looking at the wall in front of him, he took a deep breath.　　The referee's whistle blows.　　He started to accelerate, and when he got close to the football, he picked up his right foot and kicked the ball out with all his might!　　The football cannonball rushed into the human wall, and the wisdom would leap high. He's in a good position and can keep the ball in perfect place.　　But the moment he shook his head, he felt his shoulders sink. Someone grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him down. Zhihui's back hit the ground heavily, only to feel that his eyes were dark, and his chest was overturned.　　The referee did not blow the whistle.　　The ball was then rubbed by the opposing player, bounced and changed its trajectory. Another Han Ling victory player who followed up faced the football and volleyed vigorously again!　　Han Ling's victory player shot quickly and ruthlessly, goalkeeper Feng Suo didn't have time to react at all, and the football crashed directly into the net from his right side!　　1-0。　　The referee's whistle sounds, signaling that the goal is valid.　　The players of Han Ling's victory immediately began to celebrate.　　The goal left the players in Grand View 8 holding back for a moment.　　So many days of training, so many nights of training. Their coaches stand in different penalty positions and teach them little by little how to judge the intentions of opposing players and how to defend different types of free kicks.　　Although their coach also reminded them that there would definitely be fouls in the game, the referee would not blow the whistle. But when it happens, the anger and suffocation make people lose their minds.　　Time seemed to go back to a light rainy night.　　They were training on free-kicks on wet grass for possible rain in the game.　　The jersey was soaked with sweat and rain.　　Their coach dragged the players down in almost worse ways.　　They didn't understand why.　　Under the road on a rainy night, all the accumulated emotions seemed to explode in an instant.　　They don't know why the teacher is in such a situation, and they don't know why they are still playing here.　　They don't know what's in front of them, they don't know what they can do, they don't know why the world is the way it is.　　Anger, quarrels, and many emotions were completely vented to the coach at that moment.　　They even forgot that in fact, after Lin Wanxing left, there was no need for the other party to stay at all.　　But that night, their coach didn't leave.　　He always maintained a lonely and calm tone.　　He explained to them that no referee can guarantee the absolute fairness of a match. He also told them how to negotiate favorable conditions for the next decision.　　"Even if the referee has a momentary inclination to keep the game fair, it's a chance for us to win later." That's what he said.　　The quarrel lasted to the end, and everyone apologized to Wang Fa.　　On that rainy night when there were no stars and moons.　　Their coach was also drenched, saying: "Staying sane and winning the game is the greatest justice you can get for yourself on the pitch." Chi Hui rolled over and sat up.　　Wen Chengye took a deep breath and went to check if there was anything wrong with Zhihui.　　Qin Ao let go of his fist and surrounded the referee with Fu Xinshu, explaining the fact that Han Ling Shengli pulled people to foul.　　"It's a physical collision within the normal range." The referee said.　　"But our players fell to the ground and the game should have been stopped." Fu Xinshu said.　　"Since it's not a foul, your player falls to the ground, and it's moral for the opposite side to take the initiative to stop the game, and it can't be said that there is a problem if you don't stop the game." So said the referee.　　Hearing this, Han Ling's victorious captain finally felt a bad breath.　　When he passed by the captain of Hongjing No. 8, he asked the other party: "How is our free kick?" Everyone in Hongjing 8 felt that they were not like themselves in this game.　　On the one hand, they were very cold in their hearts, as if they were still in the cold rain during training, and there were not many mood swings. All their minds are completely attached to this pitch and they just want to win this game.　　On the other hand, there seemed to be a nameless fire burning in their chests, so dull and so hot.　　The score of 0-1 remained until half-time.　　In the halftime lounge, there is only the smell of painkiller spray in the air. No one spoke in the entire lounge, including Wang Fa.　　The break was so short that the second half seemed to start again in an instant.　　7th minute.　　After the Hanling Shengli team burst into the penalty area, the direct pass was destroyed out of the bottom line, and the referee awarded Hanling Shengli a corner kick.　　The players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School got a short respite in the fierce confrontation.　　The muscles were painful, the joints were sore, and the pain from the fall seemed to be still attached to the bones. Many times, when they close their eyes, they think that the color of this stadium is a deep, rich black.　　But I don't know why, but when they look at this stadium, it is clearer than ever.　　The corner kick was taken by the captain of Hanling Shengli No. 9.　　The speed of the ball he kicked was very slow and the angle was positive, and it was directly confiscated by Feng Suo.　　The switch between attack and defense is only in an instant.　　Feng Suo immediately kicked his big foot, and the football flew forward like a cannonball.　　In the frontcourt, Chen Jianghe stopped the ball steadily.　　He quickly got up and passed the ball to Qin Ao, who was responding, and he cut forward.　　Qin Ao didn't waste any time, and passed the ball diagonally to Chen Jianghe, who was inserted in front, for the first time, and reversed the offside!　　The two of them worked together quickly and precisely, cutting through the line of defense like a scalpel.　　Han Ling wanted to stab the football directly at Chen Jianghe's feet, but Chen Jianghe gently poked the football with his toes at the same time as the opponent's feet, and the football passed lightly between the legs of the defender.　　He then immediately changed direction, past the opposition defender and into the penalty area.　　A pair of feet appeared in Chen Jianghe's field of vision, and Han Ling's victory player shoveled from his left side.　　In front of him, the opposing goalkeeper stands in front. The football bounced lightly on the grass, and Chen Jianghe jumped up without hesitation, picking up his right foot, the top of which was tight and straight.　　There was a muffled bang!　　Chen Jianghe fell to the ground.　　His face was pressed against the cold turf of the court, and in the narrow field of vision, the football flew towards the gate of the Hanling Victory Team.　　Almost clinging to the beam, the ball crashed into the net.　　The net is agitated.　　Chen Jianghe closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and slammed the grass hard.　　Obvious anti-offside, impeccable shot!　　The referee's whistle blows to signal that the goal is valid.　　The adults in the stands erupted in excited cheers!　　1-1 Chen Jianghe knocked on the door of Hanling Victory with an indisputable goal and stubbornly equalized.　　On the afternoon of the twenty-first day after Lin Wanxing's departure, the fifty-fifth minute of the game.　　The players of Grand View 8 are one step closer to their dream final court.　　The adults in the stands jumped up and celebrated wildly.　　The students on the field ran to Chen Jianghe and pulled him up.　　Draws, extra time, and penalty shootouts are not acceptable results for Hanling Victory.　　The manager shouted from the sidelines.　　Physical confrontation is the most important part of football, and if they have the advantage of refereeing, why don't they use it?　　In the next game, Han Ling had no scruples.　　They began to ram into the Hongjing No. 8 Middle School Restricted Area with impunity.　　The players at Hongjing No. 8 kept falling, and sometimes it took a while to get up.　　It was a game they had never experienced before, and the pain of the intense physical confrontation was particularly clear compared to the 10-man defensive battle against Yongchuan Evergrande.　　Sometimes they fall to the ground and have dark eyes and wonder if they can get up.　　But as the game continued to develop in the direction of the coach's story, their brains were exceptionally clear.　　Less penalty area grappling, more midfield strangulation.　　Patiently wait for Han Ling's victory to press forward and launch a counterattack with a long pass.　　Once the striker has the ball, try to dribble towards the baseline, looking for opportunities to create corners or foul opportunities.　　81st minute.　　Hongjing 8 got a counterattack opportunity, and the long pass fell accurately to Chen Jianghe's feet again.　　Chen Jianghe planned to do the same, and continued to move forward after cooperating with Qin Ao in two-by-one.　　But the opposing player had already been ordered by the coach and did not give him a chance to step forward. When passing by him, the other party directly entangled. The lack of physical strength and the previous decisions that a large number of referees turned a blind eye to, made the opponent unscrupulous.　　Chen Jianghe was put to the ground with his hands and feet.　　But at this moment, the referee's whistle blew.　　Both fell together and had to blow the whistle. And Han Lingsheng's defenders almost brought down Chen Jianghe with wrestling moves, maybe this is the moment when Wang Fa said.　　The referee gave Hongjing No. 8 Middle School a free kick that was almost exactly the same as Han Ling's victory position just now.　　"I'm coming!" Qin Ao raised his hand to ask for a penalty, attracting everyone's attention.　　He put the ball on the penalty spot with a menacing gesture.　　Han Lingsheng's players put up a human wall and stared at him tightly, as if they felt that he was going to kick a fireball in the next moment and kill them all.　　The referee blew the whistle, and Qin Ao began to run a long distance.　　Everyone's attention was attracted by Qin Ao's angry performance at this time.　　And at this moment, Fu Xinshu, who was standing next to the ball, suddenly raised his foot and passed the ball diagonally to the other side of the penalty area!　　These days, they do a lot of free-kick practice and this is the moment they are waiting for.　　The almost unguarded Wen Chengye received the ball in that position, and he faced the goalkeeper who turned around in a hurry, and got up easily, and the football flew past the goalkeeper with a whistling whistle and crashed into the net.　　2-1, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School leads again!　　The stands burst into cheers like never before.　　Qin Ao was almost half-kneeling on the ground.　　The whole stadium was noisy, but it was extremely quiet.　　As he passed by, the captain of the Hanling Victory team heard a player from the opposing side ask him: "What do you think, how about our free kicks?" There was not much time left after that, and it was 10 minutes of complete darkness.　　Wen Chengye, who was exhausted in the audience, exhausted the last of his physical strength, and could no longer get up after being knocked down once, and Wang Fa was forced to replace Chen Weidong, who was already anxious, on the field.　　At the same time, Han Ling Shengli also replaced two offensive players, almost poured out of the nest, and collectively pressed the Hongjing No. 8 middle penalty area.　　Chaotic offense and defense, the smell of blood suppressed in the throat. Hongjing No. 8 Middle School often falls and is elbowed, and the referee's whistle occasionally sounds. The bones may or may not be broken, everyone is tired and hurt, but at all times, they force themselves to keep a clear head.　　It was still the Wuchuan Road Stadium under the spring rain, and Wang Fa had been passing different types of incoming balls in that stadium, asking them to defend with their left and right feet to complete a corner of the ball clearance, and ensure that the football must fly over the midfield.　　Like instinct, those trainings came to their tired bodies. Kick after kick, they stubbornly blocked Han Ling's victorious attack.　　Until Han Ling's victory player, fell in the penalty area.　　The whistle blew, and in the final moments of the game, no one could tell what had happened, and everyone looked blankly at the referee.　　The referee didn't give the penalty at the first time, he just looked up at the sky.　　In the moment of bowing his head, he pointed to the penalty spot.　　At the last moment of the game, the referee gave Han Ling Shengli a penalty.　　There was a lot of arguing on the sidelines.　　The four teachers of the PE group were eager to rush onto the court.　　Wen Chengye, who was extremely weak, dragged his tired body and jumped up and scolded the referee.　　Teacher Xiao Xu took out his mobile phone to record and said that he wanted to report a complaint.　　Wang Fa just stood up and walked to the edge of the court, he put his trembling hand in his pocket.　　The captain of the Hanling Victory Team, holding the football, walked to the penalty spot.　　The audience fell silent for a moment.　　Everyone's hearts were beating fast, they were grasping or gripping, and the tension made the heart pump a lot of blood, and the impact was fast enough to stop the heartbeat.　　Feng Suo stood alone in front of the door.　　Exhale, breathe.　　The color faded all around, and in his eyes, only the black and white football remained.　　The Hanling Victory team players began to run, and the grass clippings flew.　　He remembers asking his coach how he would save if the referee was going to give a penalty to the opposite side.　　Wang Fa told him that he had to believe that he could save the ball and believe more firmly than the other party.　　Football flies extremely fast, but in Feng's eyes, none of that matters.　　Among all the defensive penalty exercises that Wang Fa personally coached, one of the most important was to forget everything and bravely fall to the side.　　He closed his eyes, stretched out, and fell the pitch as he had done countless goalkeeping exercises.　　The hard earth, the heavy impact, Feng Suo's entire world seemed to fall into darkness.　　After a while.　　Suddenly, again, the heart slowly pumped blood.　　The pain was numbing, but the touch in my arms was so clear. It was a ball he knew so well, soft and hard, that he had just pounced on, as if it was still burning.　　Feng Suo slowly opened his eyes.　　In the field of vision, the captain of Han Ling's victory team knelt in front of him completely out of strength.　　He saved a penalty that should have been levelised.　　The final whistle sounds, followed by the sound.　　The twenty-first day and nine hundred and one minutes after Lin Wanxing left.　　With a score of 2-1, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School defeated the Hanling Victory Team with difficulty and finally advanced to the finals!　　Wen Chengye, Fu Xinshu, Qin Ao, Lin Lu...... 　　Every player in Hongjing 8 was lying on the ground, and at the end of the moment, everyone subconsciously looked at the sidelines.　　There was still no figure in the stands that they wanted to see.　　All closed their eyes.　　The sun poured down like rain and poured down on each of them.　　Countless trainings, too many reasons to keep going.　　There are so many ups and downs and sufferings in this world, and there are so many passers in life, they seem to be still the group of teenagers who can't see the way forward.　　It's just that at a certain moment, at this moment, victory is like a sharp blade that splits a narrow road.　　They knew they could keep going.

第124章 诘问 　　大多数时候， 生活都不是比赛。 　　我们没有明确的对手，执着的目标，以及必胜的信念。 　　好像只是在一天天过日子。 　　韩岭市， 光明影城。 　　时间是午夜， 正在放映的片子是部动画电影。 　　电影宣发不多，时间又晚，所以观众零零散散。 　　林晚星巡查完所有放映厅，来到唯一还在放映影片的这间，写完影厅的登记表，在最后的空位坐下。影院场务的小福利之一， 是可以在下班后或人很少的时候，看会儿电影。 　　影片刚进行了十分钟。 　　这是个粉丝向的片子，小时候看过漫画的人很多， 可十几年过去， 原先课上偷看漫画的孩子早已长大成人。明天还要上班工作， 因此少有人特意熬夜来看。 　　荧幕上，动画里的少女重重摔倒在球场上， 洁白的羽毛球落在界内，对手紧紧拥抱庆祝胜利。 　　观众发出零星惊呼。 　　汗水滴落，体育馆外的雨下得很大，像要砸碎顶棚。大雨是氛围最好的催化剂， 她和她的双打搭档输掉了关键比赛，马上要进去高中，不会再一起组队打羽毛球了。 　　林晚星记忆里，漫画故事好像到这里就坑了。 　　他们班上同学一开始大家都抓耳挠腮， 想知道故事接下来会怎样吗， 男女主有没有最后在一起？ 　　可始终得不到结局。 　　后来时间久了， 她偶尔想起来，竟觉得那个雨天的遗憾，也是不错的结尾。 　　时间能美化一切。 　　战胜韩岭胜利后，宏景八中的高三生们，将迎来第二次模拟考试。 　　二模前的这段时间，学校小考试很多，加上小许老师觉得自己无法承担足球队的学生的全部教学工作。所以足球队的全体学生们，必须重新回归校园生活。 　　许雨宁是思考很久，才做的这个决定。 　　她找学生们谈话时，怕大家有很多别的想法，所以着重强调，是因为觉得自己教学能力不行，而不是不愿意教大家。 　　男生们都没什么太大反应。 　　教室里沉默了一段时间，才有人问：“她是彻底不回来了吧？” 　　对于学生们来讲，留在元元补习班，说不定哪天林晚星就回来了。回到学校，也就意味着，林晚星确实不会再过问他们的学习生活了。 　　“我们跑路了，她能回来也不错。”祁亮说。 　　林晚星之前的课堂一直很随意，没有太多正式教材的内容。 　　各任课老师都觉得，足球队这些学生自由散漫惯了，要他们端正坐在课堂听讲45分钟习题试卷，不太乐观。 　　老师们不放心，所以正式上课前，他们通过小许老师，把近来要讲的卷子给大家都发了一遍。 　　重回学校的前一天，学生们结束足球训练后，集体坐在元元补习班的教室里写卷子。 　　夕阳渐渐隐没，教室里很安静，付新书站起来打开了灯。 　　灯管轻跳，学生们都没有抬头。 　　教室里有沙沙的落笔声。 　　灯光下，谁也不清楚那种情绪究竟是什么。 　　回学校上课，不代表这间教室他们不能再用，更没人不让他们再用。 　　直到决赛前，他们都要在五川路体育场训练，放学后，还会在楼上天台吃完饭生活。 　　可再然后呢？ 　　比赛会结束，他们要毕业，总有一天会离开这里。 　　发生的故事会变成记忆，一切都会逐渐成为过去。 　　而他们再也见不到林晚星。 　　总会有那样的时刻。 　　你坐在黑夜里，想不明白许多许多问题。 　　总觉得有什么东西在拷问着你，可你甚至不知道问题是什么。 　　重回校园的第一天，学生们在看到了一张关于他们的喜报。 　　喜报贴在学校食堂外的。 　　上一次他们战胜禹州银象，自己在这里拉横幅，搞得热火朝天。 　　而今是学校的正式喜报，还要大张旗鼓拉人观赛，几乎是他们最梦寐以求的场景了。 　　反而让人有种不真实感。 　　周围并没什么人在意。 　　但学生们还是走了过去。 　　喜报旁有个通知，学校会组织同学前往永川观看决赛，有兴趣的高一高二生可以找班主任报名。 　　付新书拿出手机，拍了照，准备发给林晚星。 　　点开微信才发现，他和林晚星的聊天已经掉到很后面。最近一条，是他单方面给她发了一条决赛信息。 　　林晚星从没回复过。 　　其实大家一开始都觉得，老师应该在背后默默关注他们。 　　可直到小许老师坦诚自己无法完成教学任务，他们必须回学校上课，大家才真正意识到，林晚星确实没有再回头。 　　虽然他们能猜到，从那天搬走箱子表态后，她就再没打开之前的微信过。 　　有时他们能理解她。 　　如果决定向前走，那就忘记一切，别再回头。 　　可有时，他们也没办法理解。 　　大家相处那么久，他们明明不是她想的那样，为什么她不能信任他们一点？ 　　二模前一天晚上。 　　训练时间从五点半下课后到晚上八点半。 　　结束后，王法在球场喊解散。 　　按照学生们自己的安排，他们会去楼上洗个澡，然后在补习班看书。住得远的先走，近的差不多到11点半回家。 　　窗外是间或响起的踢球声。 　　可不知为什么，看着摊开桌上的书本，付新书却一个字也看不进去。 　　“砰”“砰”…… 　　外面，文成业一个人在球场上练习定位球。 　　秦敖活动了下脖子，天花板上吊灯明晃晃的：“能不能让他小点声，听得老子也想去来两脚！” 　　“成绩好就是可以为所欲为！”林鹿说。 　　“也有可能要出国，所以为所欲为！”俞明补充。 　　听到这里，付新书推开椅子，站了起来。 　　“你去哪？”秦敖莫名其妙地问。 　　付新书：“去让他小点声。” 　　球场上，空气里有青草和泥土的清香。 　　路灯只能照亮跑道周围一圈，球场大部分还是黑暗。 　　付新书走上跑道，一枚足球冲他飞来。 　　他跳起，胸部停球，稳稳将球控住。 　　文成业站在黑暗的球场中央，粗喘着气，双手撑着膝盖，就这么望着他。 　　“你来干什么？”文成业问。 　　付新书助跑两步，一脚踢向足球。 　　足球划破迷蒙夜色，然后向更深的夜色中坠去。 　　文成业并没有接球的意思。 　　像卸去所有力气，他直接倒在草地上，四肢张开，望向夜空。 　　夜幕高远，又仿佛压得很低，完全笼罩在他们身边。 　　付新书深深吸了口气，他绕过文成业，捡起自己踢远的足球，然后又走回来。 　　路过文成业身侧时，他还是对他说：“就算你用不着复习，也早点回去休息吧，明天要考试。” 　　说完，他准备离开，腿却被一把拽住，付新书差点打了个踉跄。 　　“干什么？” 　　文成业望着夜空：“你不累么？” 　　“……” 　　付新书沉默了下，一时不知道他是什么意思。 　　“每天读书、训练肯定很累，但能追求想要的东西，就不算累。”过了会儿，他才这么说。 　　果然，文成业冷笑了下，松开了他。 　　“你猜我为什么用不着复习吗？”文成业的声音从草坪上传来。 　　付新书停下脚步：“你是要给我讲什么考前秘籍吗？” 　　“因为一直有人给我答案，我可以随便抄。”文成业说。 　　天上好像响了道雷，火星四溅。付新书不可思议地低头。 　　文成业还是仰天躺在草地上，脸上毫无愧色。 　　暮色四合，之前所有不解都有了答案。 　　为什么文成业成绩会突飞猛进，为什么林晚星能说服他重回足球队？ 　　林晚星早就知道文成业作弊，却一直在替他隐瞒？ 　　“老师知道这件事？” 　　“你明知故问。没想到吧，老师竟然包庇我。”文成业说。 　　“为什么？” 　　付新书无法形容心中的情绪，有不解有愤怒，他不知道林晚星为什么要这么做！ 　　“我不知道。”文成业声音很冷静：“一开始，我觉得她是为了威胁我加入足球队。但后来，我反而觉得这种‘包庇’让我很难受。” 　　文成业完完全全把自己摊平在地上，说出这些话来，他慢慢放松下来，“她离开前，我们在办公楼前遇到。我拿着刚敲完章的高中成绩单，准备去申请国外的大学。她看到了，她很失望，虽然她没有说，但我知道她很失望。” 　　“为什么之前不说？”这是付新书从不知道的故事，他觉得自己心跳得飞快，脑子要炸开。他直接蹲下身，一把拽起文成业的领口。 　　“我不敢说。”文成业很平静地说道。 　　他的眼睛黑到了极点，让人如临深渊，付新书松开了手。 　　“干嘛和我讲这些，要我帮你告诉其他人，还是让我去学校举报你？” 　　“你知道为什么的。”文成业说。
Chapter 124: Interrogation Most of the time, life is not a competition.　　We don't have a clear opponent, a goal, and a belief in winning.　　It's like you're just living day by day.　　Hanling City, Guangming Cinema.　　It's midnight, and it's an animated movie.　　The movie was not promoted much, and the time was late, so the audience was scattered.　　Lin Wanxing inspected all the screening halls, came to the only room where the film was still being screened, wrote the registration form for the theater, and sat down in the last vacant seat. One of the small perks of theater management is that you can watch a movie after work or when there are few people.　　The film has just been ten minutes underway.　　This is a fan-oriented film, and there are many people who have seen comics when they were children, but more than ten years have passed, and the children who used to peek at comics in class have long grown up. I have to go to work tomorrow, so few people stay up late to see.　　On the screen, the girl in the animation fell heavily on the court, the white shuttlecock fell in bounds, and the opponent hugged tightly to celebrate the victory.　　Sporadic exclamations from the audience.　　Sweat was dripping, and the rain outside the gymnasium was falling so hard that it looked like it was going to smash the roof. Heavy rain was the best catalyst for the atmosphere, and she and her doubles partner lost a crucial match and were about to enter high school and would not be playing badminton together as a team again.　　In Lin Wanxing's memory, the comic story seems to be pitted here.　　Everyone in their class scratched their ears and cheeks at first, wondering what the story would happen next, did the male and female protagonists end up together?　　But there is never an ending.　　Later, after a long time, she occasionally remembered that she felt that the regret of that rainy day was also a good ending.　　Time beautifies everything.　　After the victory over Han Ling, the senior students of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School will usher in the second mock exam.　　During the period before the second model, there were a lot of small exams in the school, and Teacher Xu felt that he could not take on all the teaching work of the students of the football team. Therefore, all the students of the football team must return to school life.　　Xu Yuning thought about it for a long time before making this decision.　　When she talked to the students, she was afraid that they would have many other ideas, so she emphasized that it was because she felt that her teaching ability was not good, not because she was unwilling to teach everyone.　　The boys didn't react much.　　There was silence in the classroom for a while before someone asked, "Is she not coming back at all?" For the students, staying in the Yuanyuan cram school, maybe Lin Wanxing will come back one day. Returning to school means that Lin Wanxing will indeed not ask about their study and life anymore.　　"We ran away, and it's good for her to come back." Qi Liang said.　　Lin Wanxing's previous classes had been very casual, without much content from formal textbooks.　　The teachers felt that the students on the football team were used to being free and relaxed, and they were not optimistic about asking them to sit upright in class and listen to the 45-minute exercise papers.　　The teachers were not at ease, so before the official class, they sent everyone the papers they were going to talk about recently through Teacher Xiao Xu.　　The day before returning to school, the students sat in the classroom of the Yuanyuan cram school and wrote papers after finishing their football training.　　The sun was fading, the classroom was quiet, Fu Xinshu stood up and turned on the light.　　The lamp jumped lightly, and the students did not look up.　　There was a rustle of pen writing in the classroom.　　Under the lights, no one knew exactly what that emotion was.　　Just because they go back to school doesn't mean they can't use the classroom anymore, and no one doesn't let them use it anymore.　　Until the finals, they have to train at the Wuchuan Road Stadium, and after school, they will eat on the rooftop upstairs.　　But then what?　　The competition will be over, they will graduate, and one day they will leave here.　　The stories that happen will become memories, and everything will gradually become a thing of the past.　　And they will never see Lin Wanxing again.　　There will always be moments like that.　　You sit in the dark and can't figure out many, many questions.　　You always feel like there's something torturing you, but you don't even know what the problem is.　　On their first day back on campus, the students saw a piece of good news about them.　　The good news was posted outside the school cafeteria.　　The last time they defeated the Yuzhou Silver Elephant, they pulled banners here, and they were in full swing.　　Now it is the official good news of the school, and it is almost their most dreamed scene to attract people to watch the game with great fanfare.　　On the contrary, it makes people feel unreal.　　There wasn't much to worry about.　　But the students walked over anyway.　　There is a notice next to the good news that the school will organize students to go to Yongchuan to watch the finals, and interested high school students can find the class teacher to sign up.　　Fu Xinshu took out his mobile phone, took a photo, and prepared to send it to Lin Wanxing.　　clicked on WeChat and found that the chat between him and Lin Wanxing had fallen far behind. Recently, he unilaterally sent her a final message.　　Lin Wanxing never replied.　　In fact, everyone felt at the beginning that the teacher should pay attention to them silently behind their backs.　　But it wasn't until Teacher Xiao Xu admitted that he couldn't complete the teaching task and they had to go back to school that everyone really realized that Lin Wanxing really didn't look back.　　Although they can guess that since she moved the box that day, she has never opened her previous WeChat.　　Sometimes they can understand her.　　If you decide to move forward, forget everything and don't look back.　　But sometimes, they can't understand.　　Everyone has been together for so long, they are obviously not what she thinks, why can't she trust them a little?　　The night before the second mold.　　The training time is from half past five after class to half past eight in the evening.　　After the end, Wang Fa shouted dissolution in the court.　　According to the students' own arrangement, they would go upstairs to take a shower and then read a book at the cram school. Those who live far away go first, and those who are close go home at almost half past eleven.　　Outside the window, there was the occasional sound of kicking a ball.　　But for some reason, looking at the books on the table, Fu Xinshu couldn't read a word.　　"Bang" "Bang...... 　　Outside, Wen Chengye practiced set-pieces on the pitch alone.　　Qin Ao moved his neck, and the chandelier on the ceiling was flickering: "Can you make him quieter, I can hear that Lao Tzu also wants to come and go!" "To have good grades is to be able to do whatever you want!" Lin Lu said.　　"It's also possible to go abroad, so do whatever you want!" Yu Ming added.　　Hearing this, Fu Xinshu pushed away his chair and stood up.　　"Where are you going?" Qin Ao asked inexplicably.　　Fu Xinshu: "Go and let him be quiet." On the pitch, the air smells of grass and earth.　　Street lights can only illuminate a circle around the track, and the stadium is mostly dark.　　Fu Xinshu walked onto the track, and a football flew towards him.　　He jumped, chested the ball, and held it firmly.　　Wen Chengye stood in the middle of the dark court, panting roughly, his hands on his knees, just looking at him.　　"What are you doing here?" Wen Chengye asked.　　Fu Xinshu ran two steps and kicked a football.　　The soccer ball cuts through the darkness of the night and then falls deeper into the night.　　Wen Chengye didn't mean to catch the ball.　　As if he had lost all his strength, he fell straight down on the grass, his limbs spread out, looking out at the night sky.　　The night was high and low, and it seemed to be very low, completely enveloping them.　　Fu Xinshu took a deep breath, he bypassed Wen Chengye, picked up the football he was kicking far away, and then walked back.　　When passing by Wen Chengye's side, he still said to him: "Even if you don't need to review, go back and rest early, there will be an exam tomorrow." After saying that, he was about to leave, but his leg was grabbed, and Fu Xinshu almost stumbled.　　"What for?" 　　Wen Chengye looked at the night sky: "Aren't you tired?" ” 　　“……” 　　Fu Xinshu was silent, not knowing what he meant for a while.　　"It's definitely tiring to study and train every day, but it's not tiring to be able to pursue what you want." It was a moment before he said that.　　Sure enough, Wen Chengye sneered and let go of him.　　"Guess why I don't need to review?" Wen Chengye's voice came from the lawn.　　Fu Xinshu stopped: "Are you going to tell me any pre-exam cheats?" "Because I've been given answers, I can copy them as I like." Wen Chengye said.　　It was as if thunder sounded in the sky, and sparks splashed everywhere. Fu Xinshu bowed his head incredulously.　　Wen Chengye was still lying on the grass with his back to the sky, and his face was not ashamed.　　Twilight Sihe, all the previous puzzles have answers.　　Why did Wen Chengye's grades improve by leaps and bounds, and why did Lin Wanxing persuade him to return to the football team?　　Lin Wanxing has long known that Wen Chengye is cheating, but she has been hiding it for him?　　"The teacher knows about this?" 　　"You ask knowingly. I didn't expect the teacher to cover me. Wen Chengye said.　　"Why?" 　　Fu Xinshu couldn't describe the emotions in his heart, there was confusion and anger, he didn't know why Lin Wanxing did this!　　"I don't know." Wen Chengye's voice was calm: "At first, I thought she was trying to threaten me to join the football team. But then, I felt that this kind of 'cover-up' made me feel very uncomfortable. Wen Chengye completely flattened himself on the ground, and when he said these words, he slowly relaxed, "Before she left, we met in front of the office building. I had just finished my high school transcript and was ready to apply to a university abroad. She saw it, she was disappointed, and although she didn't say it, I knew she was disappointed. "Why didn't you say it before?" This is a story that Fu Xinshu never knew, and he felt that his heart was beating fast and his brain was about to explode. He squatted down directly and grabbed Wen Chengye's neckline.　　"I don't dare to say." Wen Chengye said very calmly.　　His eyes were extremely dark, making people feel like they were on the edge of an abyss, and Fu Xinshu let go of his hand.　　"Why are you telling me this, do you want me to tell the others for you, or do you want me to go to school and report you?" 　　"You know why." Wen Chengye said.

第125章 循环 　　日复一日。 　　和前些天鲜有人问津的情况不同， 周日早上，来看那部动画电影看的人渐渐多了。 　　百人厅的上座率有六成。 　　很多观众发现，电影从第16分钟开始， 又出现了第一幕的剧情。 　　主人公趴在课桌上， 午睡刚醒，教室外阳光正好。 　　课代表正试图抽出她胳膊下的物理试卷，试卷空了大半，主角只写到第二题。 　　观众们意识到，这可能是个无限循环的故事。 　　主人公必须竭尽全力，才能挽回败局。 　　宏景市， 梧桐路17号，青超联赛决赛日当天。 　　比赛将于周日下午两点在永川恒大主体育场举行。 　　早上八点多，学生们已经整理好所有器材行李。 　　和他们上次去永川参赛的情况不同， 这次决赛将由学校统一包车， 并带上招募的20名观赛“啦啦队”， 一起出发。 　　春日天台，蔬菜瓜果郁郁葱葱。 　　学生们浇完菜， 着重关注给新种的几颗西蓝花施肥，最后把地面冲洗干净。 　　窗明几净，微风和煦，这是春日最美好的早晨。 　　打扫完成， 约定时间已到，所有人背起行囊。 　　就在这时，天台门开了。 　　大家充满希冀地看向门口，可片刻后， 他们目光中再次涌现失望。 　　这些天， 林晚星已经看了很多遍那部动画电影。 　　在影城工作时， 她每次推开不同的厚重木门，也像进入各异的时间循环。 　　昏暗的影厅空间里，故事不断重复上演， 　　时而是少女发现双打搭档秘密的画面，时而是少年少女紧紧拥抱在一起。偶尔也能听到那句著名的台词，或者现场观众吸鼻子的声音。 　　循环不断开启，羽球落在界内，雨始终下个不停。 　　宏景八中校门口。 　　现实世界中，树影婆娑，窗外阳光正好。 　　大巴停在路边，车上坐满前往永川比赛和观赛的宏景八中师生们。 　　车内是春游的快乐气氛。 　　小许老师清点完人数。 　　司机问了一句：“还有人吗？” 　　车内忽然安静下来。 　　“有两位晕车的学生自己坐高铁，人齐了。”小许老师回答。 　　韩岭影城9号厅。 　　和前面所有影厅不同，这里不知从何时开始，一直没有放映影片。 　　门内黑漆漆的，只有墙壁上安全通道指引冒着绿光。 　　林晚星取下门后表格，按职责检查后填写设备情况。 　　地毯踩上去软绵绵的，走了两步，她干脆在一级台阶上坐下。 　　前面每个影厅音效都震耳欲聋，令人肺腑共振。 　　9号厅骤然一静的空间，反而让人觉得很安宁。 　　点亮手机，时间是上午9：45分。 　　如果决赛在早上9：00开始，那现在应该是上半场结束。 　　这么多天了，她虽然离开了宏景，可好像还和他们生活在同一条时间轴上。 　　训练时间、学习时间、休息时间…… 　　每天到了特定时间，她总会不由自主想起学生们以及王法。 　　后续比赛时间组委会早就发过通知，所以她也很清楚，如果他们进去了，那今天就是决赛日。 　　有时林晚星也会问自己，为什么走那么干脆，没有任何转圜余地。 　　可在再次听到舒庸自杀案，她的本能反应就是逃，不看不听不想，她决定遵从本能，离开宏景。 　　直面伤痛是勇者，可人也有选择摆烂的权利不是么？ 　　只是每次回想这个问题时，她脑海中浮现的仍是文成业最后迷茫的面容。 　　她告诉学生，去成为理想中的自己。 　　可她自己呢？ 　　她有没有做到呢？ 　　也是无数次的自问自答，林晚星才明白自己究竟有多懦弱和渺小。 　　极目崇山峻岭，可人生中真正的艰难险阻，从不是山间的豺狼虎豹。而是你明知山之高远，却失去了向往巅峰的勇气。 　　她望向前方漆黑的荧幕，抱住了膝盖。 　　G1123，宏景到永川。 　　高铁二等座双人位，付新书和文成业并排而坐。 　　对付新书来说，他不清楚自己为什么提议要陪文成业坐高铁。 　　或许是下意识觉得，这是个不错的单独说两句的机会。 　　可真坐在一起，他反而一路沉默。 　　那天深夜球场谈话后，付新书一直当做无事发生。 　　从小到大，他都很擅长忍受和假装。 　　大部分时候，随着时间推移，问题也会慢慢消失，人只要向前看就好了。 　　可是在一些夜里，恐慌会突然冒头。 　　你突然睁开眼睛，再也睡不着了。 　　韩岭市光明影院。 　　走出9号厅，林晚星开始第一轮放映结束前的巡场工作。 　　7号厅的大荧幕中，课代表抽出的试卷已经写到第28题。 　　这意味着，这很可能是少女最后一次时间循环了。 　　这大概是整部电影里，林晚星最喜欢的片段。 　　画面底色是风吹开柳树的浅绿。柔和的配乐响起，有阳光，有海浪，有少男少女互诉衷肠，让人感到温馨平静。 　　看完最想看的告白片段，林晚星走出7号厅。 　　轻轻关门时，她被一个小女孩叫住。 　　女孩梳着双马尾，大概是个初中生。她身上背着巨大的黑色木盒，应该是个大提琴。 　　林晚星回忆商场楼层，他们影院隔壁就是个琴行，周末很多学生来上课。 　　“姐姐，我想问下，您是工作人员吗？” 　　小女孩望着她胸前的名牌，这样问道。 　　“我是，有什么我可以帮你的吗？”林晚星半蹲下来。 　　小女孩拿出票据，那是10：05点场4号厅的动画电影：“姐姐，我要看这个电影，但是我背了琴来，座位上不好放，您能帮我看一下嘛，我看完来拿。” 　　“当然可以。” 　　她领着小姑娘到前台，先确认物品完好，再帮她寄存。 　　“这个电影到11：55结束哦，应该不影响你上课吧。”帮小女孩填寄存牌的时候，林晚星多问了一句。 　　身旁没有回应。 　　她转过头，之间小女孩尴尬地笑了下。 　　“姐姐……” 　　“啊？” 　　“我的课已经开始了。” 　　本能反应作祟，第一时间，林晚星脑海里闪过很多念头。该怎么做，是否通知学生家长，还是让小女孩逃课去看电影？ 　　但她很快放松下来，这些其实都与她无关。 　　在寄存牌上落下最后一笔，林晚星撕下寄存联，却拿在手里，没有递给小女孩。 　　小女孩眼巴巴看着她。 　　“还是要和家人说一声，免得他们担心。” 　　“可我今天就是不想学琴了！”女孩眼眶红了，“妈妈跟我说考完10级就不学了，那我学琴有什么意义呢？” 　　“所以你决定要来看电影？” 　　“对，今天我要看电影！”小姑娘边坚定地说。 　　她单眼皮，梳着双马尾，穿很乖的白衬衣和校服裤，好像和电影里的女主人公一般大小，也一般倔强。 　　林晚星深深吸了口气，不知为什么，她觉得自己被完全击败了。她低下头，缓缓松开手，将寄存联推了过去。 　　“影院手机要开静音。”林晚星提醒。 　　女孩举起手机，露出漆黑的屏幕，告诉她：“我关机了。” 　　高铁驶过桥梁，湖水飞速倒退。 　　付新书仍能感觉到那些惊醒夜里的恐慌。 　　他看向文成业，说：“我告诉他们，我那次被殴打，是因为弄丢了客人的手机。” 　　6号厅，电影重新开始第一次的循环。 　　林晚星站在阶梯旁，目送小女孩落座。 　　对方似乎冲她挥挥手，但也可能没有。 　　在离她很近的荧幕中，电影里的少女露出格外坚毅的神情。影像里，再次响起那句热血十足的台词。 　　不知为什么，林晚星也拿出了她的手机。 　　她爬上巷道，推开木门，走出影厅，点亮了屏幕。
Chapter 125: Cycle Day after Day.　　Unlike a few days ago, more and more people came to see the animated movie on Sunday morning.　　The attendance rate of the 100-person hall is 60%.　　Many viewers found that from the 16th minute of the movie, there was a plot of the first act.　　The protagonist is lying on his desk, just woke up from a nap, and the sun is just right outside the classroom.　　The class representative is trying to pull out the physics paper under her arm, but the paper is mostly empty, and the protagonist only writes the second question.　　The audience realizes that this could be an infinite loop of story.　　The protagonist must do everything in his power in order to salvage the defeat.　　Hongjing City, No. 17 Wutong Road, on the day of the Youth Super League finals.　　The match will be held at 2 p.m. on Sunday at the Yongchuan Evergrande Main Stadium.　　By eight o'clock in the morning, the students had already packed all their equipment and luggage.　　Unlike the last time they went to Yongchuan to compete, this time the finals will be chartered by the school, and the 20 "cheerleaders" recruited to watch the competition will set off together.　　On the rooftop in spring, vegetables and fruits are lush.　　After watering the vegetables, the students focused on fertilizing the newly planted broccoli and finally rinsing the ground.　　The windows are bright and the breeze is warm, and this is the best morning of spring.　　The cleaning is completed, the appointed time has come, and everyone packs their bags.　　Just then, the rooftop door opened.　　Everyone looked at the door expectantly, but after a moment, disappointment crossed their eyes again.　　These days, Lin Wanxing has watched that animated movie many times.　　When she worked in the studio, she pushed open a different heavy wooden door every time, and it was like entering a different time loop.　　In the dimly lit theater space, the story is repeated repeatedly, sometimes the picture of a girl discovering the secret of a doubles partner, sometimes a teenager and a girl hugging each other tightly. Occasionally, you can hear that famous line, or the sound of the audience sniffing.　　The cycle keeps turning, the shuttlecock falls into bounds, and the rain keeps falling.　　The entrance of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School.　　In the real world, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the sunlight outside the window is just right.　　The bus stopped on the side of the road, and the bus was full of teachers and students from Hongjing No. 8 Middle School who were heading to Yongchuan to compete and watch the game.　　Inside the car is a happy atmosphere of spring outing.　　Teacher Xu counted the number of people.　　The driver asked, "Is there anyone else?" There was a sudden silence in the car.　　"There are two students who get motion sickness and take the high-speed train by themselves, and they are all together." Teacher Xiao Xu replied.　　Hall 9 of Hanling Cinema.　　Unlike all the previous theaters, there have been no films since then.　　The inside of the door was pitch black, except for the green glow on the walls of the safe passage guide.　　Lin Wanxing took off the form behind the door, and filled in the equipment information after checking according to his duties.　　The carpet was soft and soft, and after two steps, she simply sat down on the stairs.　　The sound effects of every theater in front of us are deafening and resonant.　　Hall 9 suddenly became a quiet space, but it made people feel very peaceful.　　I lit up my phone and it was 9:45 a.m.　　If the final had started at 9:00 a.m., it would have been the end of the first half.　　After so many days, although she has left Hongjing, it seems that she still lives on the same timeline as them.　　Training time, study time, rest time...... 　　Every day at a certain time, she can't help but think of her students and Wang Fa.　　The organizing committee had already sent a notice for the follow-up competition time, so she also knew very well that if they went in, it would be the final day.　　Sometimes Lin Wanxing also asks herself why she walks so simply, and there is no room for turnaround.　　But when she heard about Shu Yong's suicide again, her instinctive reaction was to run away, she decided to follow her instinct and leave Hongjing.　　It's brave to face the pain, but people also have the right to choose to mess up, don't they?　　It's just that every time she thinks about this question, what comes to her mind is still Wen Chengye's last confused face.　　She tells her students to be the person they want to be.　　But what about herself?　　Did she do it?　　It was also countless self-questions and self-answers, and Lin Wanxing realized how cowardly and small she really was.　　The mountains and mountains are lofty, but the real difficulties and obstacles in life are never jackals, tigers and leopards in the mountains. It's that you know the height of the mountain, but you lose the courage to yearn for the top.　　She looked at the pitch-black screen in front of her and hugged her knees.　　G1123, Hongjing to Yongchuan.　　The second-class double seat of the high-speed rail, Fu Xinshu and Wen Chengye sit side by side.　　As far as Xinshu is concerned, he doesn't know why he proposed to accompany Wen Chengye on the high-speed train.　　Maybe subconsciously feel that this is a good opportunity to say two words alone.　　But when they really sat together, he was silent all the way.　　After talking on the pitch late that night, Fu Xinshu kept acting as if nothing had happened.　　Growing up, he was very good at enduring and pretending.　　Most of the time, as time goes by, the problem will slowly disappear, and the person just needs to look forward.　　On some nights, however, panic can flare up.　　You suddenly open your eyes and can't sleep anymore.　　Hanling Guangming Cinema.　　Walking out of Hall 9, Lin Wanxing began to tour the venue before the end of the first round of screenings.　　On the big screen in Hall 7, the test paper drawn by the class representative has been written to question 28.　　This means that this is likely to be the girl's last time loop.　　This is probably Lin Wanxing's favorite clip in the whole movie.　　The background color of the picture is the light green of the willow trees blown by the wind. The soft soundtrack sounds, there is sunshine, there are waves, and there are young boys and girls complaining to each other, which makes people feel warm and calm.　　After watching the confession clip she wanted to see the most, Lin Wanxing walked out of Hall 7.　　When she closed the door softly, she was stopped by a little girl.　　The girl wore a double ponytail and was probably a junior high school student. She was carrying a huge black wooden box, which was supposed to be a cello.　　Lin Wanxing recalled that on the floor of the shopping mall, there was a piano shop next door to their theater, and many students came to class on weekends.　　"Sister, I want to ask, are you a staff member?" 　　The little girl asked, looking at the name tag on her chest.　　"I am, is there anything I can do to help you?" Lin Wanxing half-squatted down.　　The little girl took out the bill, it was an animated movie in Hall 4 at 10:05: "Sister, I want to watch this movie, but I have the piano on my back, and it is not easy to put it on the seat, can you help me watch it, I will get it after watching it." "Absolutely." 　　She led the little girl to the front desk, first confirmed that the items were in good condition, and then helped her store them.　　"This movie ends at 11:55, it shouldn't affect your class." When helping the little girl fill in the storage card, Lin Wanxing asked more.　　There was no response.　　She turned her head, and the little girl laughed awkwardly.　　"Sister...... 　　"Huh?" 　　"My class has already begun." 　　The instinctive reaction was troublesome, and for the first time, many thoughts flashed through Lin Wanxing's mind. What to do, whether to inform the parents of the students, or to let the little girl skip class to go to the movies?　　But she quickly relaxed, and none of this really had anything to do with her.　　Leaving the last stroke on the deposit card, Lin Wanxing tore off the deposit link, but held it in his hand and did not hand it to the little girl.　　The little girl looked at her with blank eyes.　　"It's better to talk to your family so they don't worry." 　　"But I just don't want to learn the piano today!" The girl's eyes were red, "Mom told me that I wouldn't study after the 10th grade, so what's the point of me learning the piano?" "So you decided you wanted to come to the movies?" 　　"yes, I'm going to watch a movie today!" The little girl said firmly.　　She has a single eyelid, a double ponytail, and wears a very well-behaved white shirt and school uniform pants, as if she is the same size as the heroine in the movie, and she is also stubborn.　　Lin Wanxing took a deep breath, and for some reason, she felt that she had been completely defeated. She lowered her head, slowly let go of her hand, and pushed the deposit link over.　　"Cinema phones should be turned on and muted." Lin Wanxing reminded.　　The girl held up her phone, revealing a pitch-black screen, and told her, "I'm off." The high-speed train drove over the bridge, and the lake went backwards.　　Fu Xinshu can still feel the panic of those waking nights.　　He looked at Wen Chengye and said, "I told them that I was beaten that time because I lost the guest's mobile phone. In Hall 6, the film restarts its first cycle.　　Lin Wanxing stood by the stairs and watched the little girl sit down.　　The other person seemed to wave at her, but probably not.　　On the screen very close to her, the girl in the movie showed an extraordinarily resolute look. In the video, the passionate line sounded again.　　For some reason, Lin Wanxing also took out her mobile phone.　　She climbed up the alleyway, pushed open the wooden door, walked out of the theater, and lit up the screen.

第126章 荧幕 　　切换微信绝对是一时冲动。 　　然后林晚星的手机就卡住了。 　　天知道这些日子以来， 学生们给她发了多少消息。以至于她的微信界面持续显示“收取中”，手机屏幕却怎么碰都没有反应。 　　正当林晚星思考是否要重启时，她忽然注意到自己王法的置顶聊天中， 有一行留言。 　　9号厅兑换码：1S7DY678 　　这是王法发来的消息， 她以前从没看过。 　　在她正对面的墙上是一张夸张的科幻海报，射灯刺目。 　　9号厅和兑换码有很多意思。 　　可她所在的影院，有间被长期包场的9号厅，这些天一直没开放。 　　而她不久前，刚从那里走出来…… 　　最不可思议的一种猜想，让林晚星头晕目眩。 　　影厅前台。 　　林晚星面对收银机后的同事， 一时不知该如何开口。 　　“怎么了？” 　　闻言，林晚星低头看了眼手机，画面仍在卡顿。虽然她不清楚王法留言的前后内容。可她却又莫名确定地说：“我要兑一张电影票。” 　　“啊？” 　　林晚星拿过纸笔， 将兑换码抄到纸上， 然后递给同事。 　　同事嘴上嘟囔， 手指却习惯性地输入兑换码。 　　清脆而缓慢的键盘声响起。 　　最后一下回车后，林晚星没由来觉得紧张。 　　就在这时， 打印票据的机器发出咔擦一声轻响，然后开始运作。 　　“还真有票。”同事盯着屏幕，有些惊奇地说，“9号厅？” 　　林晚星有片刻的慌乱无措， 但很快稳住心神。 　　“是什么片子，什么时候能放？”她问。 　　“等等，我来问问呢。” 　　影院有一套标准化放映流程，但包场电影不受限制。 　　林晚星既不清楚王法怎么知道她在这里， 又不清楚他为什么要在影厅包场。 　　但无论出于什么原因， 他确实这么做、并且做到了。 　　她推开9号厅厚重的木门， 兼职放映员的值班经理也刚到。 　　现在影院都是标准TSM系统，可以直接操作。 　　经理看到她拿着9号厅的电影票，很是惊讶，但影院周末太忙，他匆匆操作完就离开了。 　　木门再度合上，影厅彻底安静下来。 　　依旧是昏暗沉闷的9号影厅，光线趋于夜色。 　　林晚星独自坐在荧幕前，被空荡荡的座椅环绕，像坐在空旷车厢内，经历一段孤独的旅程。 　　荧幕亮起，宛如隧道尽头出现微光。 　　光线投射在灰白色幕布上，勾勒出晨光熹微时的天台景象。整个画面清新自然，如同浸润薄荷叶片的清水，有格外明亮清爽的气息。 　　有人正手持摄影设备，拍摄着天台的一草一木。 　　那是她再熟悉不过的天台生活场景。 　　比如哪几盆花特别难伺候，哪几种菜不用管也能疯长。镜头扫过，回忆自然而然浮出水面。 　　逐渐的，她听到了背景中的对话声。 　　一会儿是：“卧槽你会不会拍。” 　　一会儿又是：“云台别抖了。” 　　林晚星先辨认出秦敖和俞明的声音，干这种事情，显然这两位同学意见最多。 　　不知为何，可能画面太过明亮，她竟然觉得眼睛有些发酸。 　　随后画面一转，荧幕被三颗蔬菜撑满。学生们用近景怼着刚浇完水的西蓝花叶片，水珠晶莹剔透，泫然欲坠。 　　“老师我给你介绍一下，这是我们最近养的老大、老二、老三。”冯锁非常自豪地开口。 　　“这是我们新引入的西蓝花，特别特别难种。” 　　“也不难种，是之前降温的时候你没照顾好！” 　　学生们吵吵闹闹，为她介绍天台新增添的一草一木。好像对他们来讲，根本没有几十天的分别，她处理完“家事”还会回去。 　　可他们都很清楚，明明不是这样。 　　林晚星搭在膝盖上手轻轻颤抖。 　　她很想说点什么，“对不起”或者“不要这样”。 　　可这是单方面的影片，她无论说什么，他们都不会听到。 　　“你给老师看看教练啊！”林鹿在背景中喊了一句。 　　霎时镜头一转。 　　林晚星还没反应过来，就看到王法站在阳光下，冲她挥了挥手。 　　背景是她再熟悉不过的广袤球场，风送来绿草柔和的气息。 　　他头发长了点，脸颊却瘦了，因此下颚线条更加清朗英俊。 　　然后，林晚星看到了王法的目光。 　　他站在朝阳下，眼神中有太多情绪。 　　林晚星微仰头看着他，仿佛完全沐浴在那日天台的阳光下。 　　过了一会。 　　“教练，你有什么话想对我们老师说吗？”晾衣架变成话筒，戳到了王法面前。 　　林晚星再度看向荧幕正中的那个人。 　　“我很想你，你什么时候回来？” 　　风吹起他柔软的额发，露出柔和的目光。 　　王法这么问她。 　　林晚星捂住嘴，一时间，泪水蓄满眼眶。 　　画面淡出，荧幕暗下。 　　嘈杂的人声和跑步声在背景音中缓缓响起，然后才逐渐转亮。 　　林晚星看到了很多双球鞋。 　　学生们正在球场上跑动热身。 　　那是五川路体育场，光看镜头，林晚星就能完全还原出整个球场的全貌。 　　画面记录了学生们的训练日常，过程用了快进。白云飞速流转，天色由明到暗。 　　休息时，陈江河盘腿坐在镜头前发呆；累极了，林鹿瘫倒在镜头前“装死”。 　　学生们路过镜头时，偶尔会说两句话，好像她还站在场边。 　　一会是“老师给你看我们最近练的定位球战术”。 　　一会又是进球后冲过来秀肌肉的“我猛不猛”。 　　最后王法的哨音响起，宣布训练结束，所有球员重新集合在镜头前。 　　他们满脸通红，身上又脏又湿，画面也随之恢复正常流速。 　　付新书的声音响起：“老师，我们明天就要踢韩岭胜利了，如果赢了，我们就能进决赛。” 　　“你明天能来看我们比赛吗？”俞明反而心直口快。 　　秦敖给了他一巴掌：“不是说好不要直接提这个吗？” 　　“那你们又不给发言稿！” 　　“反正她也不一定会看到。” 　　小声吐槽响起，画面渐渐淡出，最后不知谁喊了一句：“你要给我们加油！” 　　林晚星坐在荧幕前，也跟着，点了点头。 　　自然而然，林晚星很期待接下来的画面。 　　但和想象中不同的是，实际与韩岭胜利的比赛画面却很少。 　　记分牌显示2-1，只有两粒进球片段被剪辑进来。 　　林晚星很明显看出，比赛后半段，学生们跑动迟缓。他们神情痛苦坚毅，球衣脏得彻底。林晚星很清楚，这可能是场非常惨烈的比赛。 　　因为太惨烈，所以学生们不想让她太难过。 　　终场前的一刻，哨声突然响了。 　　音箱骤然爆发，林晚星几乎心脏骤停。 　　比赛裁判，判罚韩岭胜利一粒绝命点球。 　　窒息感汹涌而来，连影厅的空气都变得焦灼滚烫。 　　草屑飞扬。 　　对手起跑。 　　林晚星眼睁睁看着冯锁站在门前。少年闭眼向一侧倒下，最后扑出了绝命的点球！ 　　终场哨音响起，学生们全部躺在草地上，最后脱力地望着看台。他们想看看，她有没有来。 　　既快乐又欣喜，既心酸又难过，种种情绪在心中激荡，那是林晚星从未有过的情绪体验。 　　黑暗又灼热，却仿佛有明亮的绿意要破土而出。 　　不知不觉，影厅再度静下。 　　幕布上，画面再度暗下，甚至比先前更黑。 　　而就在这时，王法的面容，出现在荧幕正中。 　　他身处昏暗屋内，四周只点了一盏台灯。 　　这样的形式和氛围，立即让林晚星想起她曾为王法录制过的离别留言。 　　她忽然意识到，王法应该看到了那个邮箱里的全部内容。 　　同样是或许永远无法得见天日的对话，像可能只有他们两人知道的小秘密，为了与之对应，王法也给她录了同样角度的一段视频。 　　他穿了件白t恤，手轻轻搭在桌上，灯光在他身旁拉出一条条金色细线。 　　他没有她录视频时的不自然。 　　他往桌前一坐，身体微微前倾，很自然地开始与她对话了。 　　“林晚星，之所以要给你录这段视频，是因为在二十天前，我们收到了奇怪快递和传真。它促使我们去了解你离开的真正原因。 　　所以很抱歉，用私人的方式调查了你的过去。 　　一开始知道那些故事的时候，我们都非常难过，也绞尽脑汁，思考究竟要怎样才能帮助你。 　　但我们想得越多，就越明白，不是所有事情都是可以被解决的。 　　虽然这么说会显得肉麻，但我和学生始终尊重你的选择。” 　　林晚星仿佛坐在他的对面。 　　他们同处一室、近在咫尺，是伸手就能够到的距离。 　　她几乎能感受到他温热的鼻息和那种要将她完全洞穿的目光。 　　王法知道她的全部故事，在他面前，她完全赤裸。 　　可那目光中又饱含深情与包容。 　　以至于此时此刻，她得知自己的隐秘被彻底挖开，变得□□，竟完全忘记羞怯，只觉得平静从容，坦荡自若。 　　王法继续说道：“所以现在，我们给你录的这些故事，只是因为我们很想你。 　　想要和你分享我们的生活，分享我们的胜利。 　　你或许会看到这段视频，或许不会。 　　但这都不重要。 　　曾经在我决定离开教练岗位的时候，有一天睡醒，我忽然神志不清地走到圣玛丽球场，买票看了场球。 　　虽然这件事，并没有改变我离开球队的决定。但我至今仍记得，那场胜利带给我的快乐。 　　对我来说，只是希望你能和我一样，忽然回头时，也能有段美好回忆。 　　学生们都很好，你把他们教得很不错。 　　而至于我。 　　请你放心，你在邮箱里留的那段视频，只有我一个人看过。所以希望你在看到我这段视频的时候，周围也没有人，不然我会害羞。” 　　王法自始至终柔和而平静，唯独在最后这句话时，才有不经意的笑容。 　　好像有很多话还未说完，可他毅然起身，关闭了摄像头。 　　荧幕画面彻底暗下，影厅灯光亮起。 　　林晚星怔怔注视前方。 　　然后，她想起什么似的，握紧手机站了起来。 　　正当她等不及要走时，一束光再度投映在荧幕上。 　　一封传真信，缓缓浮现。 　　林晚星完全呆住了，那是她再熟悉不过的字体和诗句，她亲手抄在一本小册子最后，送给了某位美丽女士。 　　一瞬间，不可思议感如潮水般汹涌袭来，天花板明亮的射灯要将她完全照透。 　　诗句一一浮现， 　　最下方是一行完全不同的手写字。 　　清晰而深刻。 　　尘封的过往，其中的知情人， 　　拥有这段诗句的，只能是一个人。 　　像忽然解开的死结或者最输入最后一位的密码。 　　林晚星终于哭出了声。
Chapter 126 Screen Switching WeChat is definitely impulsive.　　Then Lin Wanxing's mobile phone was stuck.　　God knows how many messages the students have sent her these days. So much so that her WeChat interface continued to display "Collecting", but the mobile phone screen did not respond no matter how she touched it.　　Just as Lin Wanxing was thinking about whether to restart, she suddenly noticed that there was a message in her Wang Fa's top chat.　　Hall 9 redemption code: 1S7DY678 This is a message from Wang Fa, she has never seen it before.　　On the wall directly opposite her was an exaggerated sci-fi poster with a blinding spotlight.　　Hall 9 and the redemption code have a lot of meanings.　　But the theater where she is located, there is a Hall 9 that has been chartered for a long time, which has not been open these days.　　And she just came out of there not so long ago...... 　　The most incredible conjecture made Lin Wanxing dizzy.　　Cinema reception.　　Lin Wanxing faced her colleague behind the cash register and didn't know how to speak for a while.　　"What's wrong?" 　　Hearing this, Lin Wanxing looked down at her phone, and the picture was still stuck. Although she didn't know the content of Wang Fa's message. But she said inexplicably: "I want to redeem a movie ticket." "Huh?" 　　Lin Wanxing took a pen and paper, copied the redemption code onto the paper, and then handed it to a colleague.　　My colleague muttered, but his fingers habitually typed in the redemption code.　　A crisp and slow keyboard sounded.　　After the last return to the car, Lin Wanxing felt nervous for no reason.　　At that moment, the machine that prints the ticket makes a soft click and starts working.　　"There are real tickets." The colleague stared at the screen and said with some surprise, "Hall 9? Lin Wanxing was flustered for a moment, but quickly stabilized her mind.　　"What kind of film is it and when will it be released?" She asked.　　"Wait, I'll ask." 　　Cinemas have a standardized screening process, but there are no restrictions on chartered films.　　Lin Wanxing didn't know how Wang Fa knew she was here, and she didn't know why he was chartering the theater in the theater.　　But for whatever reason, he did, and he did.　　She pushed open the heavy wooden door of Hall 9, and the shift manager of the part-time projectionist had just arrived.　　Nowadays, theaters are standard TSM systems, which can be operated directly.　　The manager was surprised to see her holding a movie ticket for Hall 9, but the theater was too busy on the weekend, so he left in a hurry.　　The wooden door closed again, and the theater fell completely silent.　　It is still a dim and dreary No. 9 theater, and the light tends to be night.　　Lin Wanxing sat alone in front of the screen, surrounded by empty seats, like sitting in an empty carriage, experiencing a lonely journey.　　The screen lit up like a glimmer at the end of the tunnel.　　The light casts on the gray-white curtain, outlining the rooftop scene in the morning light. The whole picture is fresh and natural, like clear water soaked in mint leaves, with an exceptionally bright and refreshing atmosphere.　　Someone is holding a photographic device, photographing every grass and tree on the rooftop.　　It was a scene of rooftop life that she was all too familiar with.　　For example, which pots of flowers are particularly difficult to serve, and which kinds of dishes can grow like crazy without care. The camera sweeps, and the memories naturally surface.　　Gradually, she heard the sounds of conversation in the background.　　For a while, it was: "Damn, will you shoot." After a while, it was again: "Don't shake the gimbal." Lin Wanxing first recognized the voices of Qin Ao and Yu Ming, doing this kind of thing, obviously these two classmates have the most opinions.　　For some reason, maybe the picture was too bright, and she felt that her eyes were a little sour.　　Then the screen turned, and the screen was filled with three vegetables. The students used a close-up view to hold on to the freshly watered broccoli leaves, and the water droplets were crystal clear and ready to fall.　　"Teacher, let me introduce you, this is the eldest child, the second child, and the third child that we have raised recently." Feng Suo spoke very proudly.　　"This is our new broccoli, which is particularly difficult to grow." 　　"It's not difficult to plant, it's because you didn't take care of it when it cooled down before!" 　　The students were noisy and introduced her to the new plants and trees on the rooftop. It seems that for them, there is no difference between dozens of days, and she will go back after dealing with "family affairs".　　But they all know very well that this is not the case.　　Lin Wanxing put her hands on her knees and trembled slightly.　　She was tempted to say something, "I'm sorry" or "Don't do this."　　But this is a one-sided film, and no matter what she says, they won't hear it.　　"Show the teacher the coach!" Lin Lu shouted in the background.　　Suddenly, the camera turned.　　Before Lin Wanxing could react, she saw Wang Fa standing in the sun and waved at her.　　In the background was the vast pitch she was all too familiar with, and the wind brought the soft scent of green grass.　　His hair has grown a little longer, but his cheeks have become thinner, so his jawline is clearer and more handsome.　　Then, Lin Wanxing saw Wang Fa's gaze.　　He stood in the morning sun with too much emotion in his eyes.　　Lin Wanxing looked up at him slightly, as if she was completely bathed in the sunshine on the rooftop that day.　　After a while.　　"Coach, do you have anything to say to our teacher?" The drying rack turned into a microphone and poked in front of Wang Fa.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the person in the middle of the screen again.　　"I miss you so much, when will you be back?" 　　The wind ruffled his soft forehead, revealing a soft gaze.　　Wang Fa asked her.　　Lin Wanxing covered her mouth, and for a while, tears filled her eyes.　　The screen fades out and the screen goes dark.　　Loud voices and running sounds slowly sound in the background, and then gradually brighten out.　　Lin Wanxing saw a lot of pairs of sneakers.　　Students are running around the field to warm up.　　It was Wuchuan Road Stadium, just looking at the camera, Lin Wanxing could completely restore the whole picture of the entire stadium.　　The footage records the daily training of the students, and the process is fast-forwarded. The white clouds are flowing rapidly, and the sky is from light to dark.　　During the break, Chen Jianghe sat cross-legged in front of the camera in a daze; was extremely tired, Lin Lu collapsed in front of the camera and "pretended to be dead".　　When the students passed by the camera, they would occasionally say a few words, as if she were still standing on the sidelines.　　One will be "the teacher will show you the set-piece tactics we have practiced recently".　　After a while, it was "I'm not fierce" who rushed over to show off his muscles after scoring a goal.　　Finally, Wang Fa's whistle sounded, announcing the end of the training session, and all the players reassembled in front of the camera.　　Their faces were flushed, their bodies dirty and wet, and the picture returned to its normal flow rate.　　Fu Xinshu's voice sounded: "Teacher, we are going to play Hanling tomorrow to win, if we win, we can enter the finals." "Can you come and watch us play tomorrow?" Yu Ming was straightforward and fast-talking.　　Qin Ao gave him a slap: "Didn't you say it's okay not to mention this directly?" "Then you don't give a speech!" 　　"She won't necessarily see it anyway." 　　A whisper sounded, and the picture gradually faded out, and finally someone shouted: "You have to cheer us on!" Lin Wanxing sat in front of the screen, followed and nodded.　　Naturally, Lin Wanxing is looking forward to the next picture.　　But unlike what I imagined, there were very few pictures of the actual victory with Han Ling.　　The scoreboard was 2-1 and only two goal clips were edited.　　Lin Wanxing could clearly see that in the second half of the race, the students were slow to run. They looked pained and resolute, and their jerseys were completely dirty. Lin Wanxing is well aware that this could be a very tragic game.　　Because it was so tragic, the students didn't want to make her too sad.　　Moments before the end, the whistle blew suddenly.　　The speaker suddenly exploded, and Lin Wanxing almost went into cardiac arrest.　　The referee of the game awarded Han Ling Shengli a desperate penalty.　　The feeling of suffocation was surging, and even the air in the theater became scorching hot.　　Grass clippings flying.　　Opponents start.　　Lin Wanxing watched Feng Suo standing in front of the door. The boy closes his eyes and falls to the side, and finally saves a desperate penalty!　　The final whistle sounded, and the students all lay down on the grass, one last looking out at the stands. They wanted to see if she had come.　　Both happy and happy, sad and sad, all kinds of emotions stirred in my heart, that is an emotional experience that Lin Wanxing has never had.　　It's dark and scorching, but there's a bright green about to break through the ground.　　Before I knew it, the theater was quiet again.　　On the curtain, the picture darkens again, even darker than before.　　And at this moment, Wang Fa's face appeared in the middle of the screen.　　He was in a dimly lit room, surrounded by only a lamp.　　Such a form and atmosphere immediately reminded Lin Wanxing of the parting message she had recorded for Wang Fa.　　She suddenly realized that Wang Fa should have seen the entire contents of that mailbox.　　is also a conversation that may never see the light of day, like a little secret that may only be known to the two of them, in order to correspond, Wang Fa also recorded a video from the same angle for her.　　He wore a white T-shirt and rested his hands lightly on the table, the light pulling thin golden lines beside him.　　He doesn't have the unnaturalness of her video.　　He sat down at the table, leaned forward slightly, and naturally began to talk to her.　　"Lin Wanxing, the reason why I want to record this video for you is because twenty days ago, we received strange couriers and faxes. It prompts us to understand the real reason for your departure.　　So I'm sorry to investigate your past in a private way.　　When we first learned about those stories, we were very sad and struggled to figure out what we could do to help you.　　But the more we think about it, the more we understand that not everything can be solved.　　While it may seem sensible to say that, my students and I always respect your choice. Lin Wanxing seemed to be sitting across from him.　　They were in the same room, so close to each other that they could reach within reach.　　She could almost feel his warm snort and the kind of gaze that would have pierced her completely.　　Wang Fa knew her whole story, and in front of him, she was completely naked.　　But that gaze was full of affection and tolerance.　　So much so that at this moment, when she learned that her secret had been completely dug up and became □□, she completely forgot about her shyness, and only felt calm and calm.　　Wang Fa continued: "So now, we are recording these stories for you just because we miss you very much.　　Want to share our life with you, share our victory.　　You may or may not see this video.　　But none of that matters.　　Once, when I decided to leave the coaching position, I woke up one day and suddenly walked to St Mary's in a delirious state and bought tickets to watch the game.　　Although this incident did not change my decision to leave the team. But I still remember the joy that that victory brought me.　　For me, I just hope that you can have a good memory when you suddenly look back, just like me.　　The students are very nice and you teach them very well.　　And as for me.　　Please rest assured, the video you left in your mailbox is the only one I have seen. So hopefully when you see this video of me, there is no one around, otherwise I will be shy. Wang Fa was soft and calm from beginning to end, and only in the last sentence did he have a casual smile.　　It seemed that there was a lot of words left unfinished, but he resolutely got up and turned off the camera.　　The screen was completely darkened, and the lights of the theater were lit up.　　Lin Wanxing stared ahead in a daze.　　Then, as if remembering something, she clutched her phone and stood up.　　Just as she couldn't wait to leave, a beam of light was cast on the screen again.　　A fax letter slowly emerged.　　Lin Wanxing was completely stunned, it was a font and verse that she was all too familiar with, and she copied it by hand at the end of a booklet and gave it to a beautiful lady.　　In an instant, the uncanny surged like a tide, and the bright spotlights on the ceiling were about to shine her through.　　One by one, the verses emerge, and at the bottom is a completely different line of handwriting.　　Clear and profound.　　The dusty past, the insider in it, can only be one person who has this verse.　　Like a dead knot that suddenly unravels or a password that is entered in the last digit.　　Lin Wanxing finally cried.

第127章 问心 　　风和日丽， 天高云淡。 　　接近中午时，宏景八中的参赛大巴，终于来到永川恒大体育场外。 　　体育场建筑宏伟， 四周有大型停车场环绕。 　　顺着台阶遥遥看去， 正门前硕大的充气横幅，红底白字，《青超联赛华东地区总决赛》的字样清晰可见。 　　带队老师领观赛学生下车，组织大家吃午饭。参赛选手需要从球员专用安检通道入场，因此必须和观众暂时分别。 　　大巴停在球员通道外。 　　春天的中午，太阳也颇有威力， 车里热烘烘的。 　　学生们第一次见这种大场面，他们看向身后停车场，有一排排明显校园大巴的车辆。穿着永川各个高中校服的学生们鱼贯下车。 　　整个场面看起来很大。 　　秦敖松了松校服领口：“这么多人， 都是来看我们比赛的？” 　　祁亮：“决赛肯定有统一组织， 这么大惊小怪， 你以前没进过？” 　　“说的你好像进过一样！” 　　“我确实没有。”祁亮双手背在后脑勺，闭上眼睛。 　　秦敖被噎了一下， 转头看了看手机，莫名有点坐立难安，“老付和文狗到哪了，怎么他们突然那么好， 还陪着一起坐高铁？” 　　“老大，你是不是又吃醋了？”林鹿问。 　　秦敖刚要开口，突然看到有个眼熟身影路过他们的大巴，往安检入口走。 　　从韩岭光明影城到永川恒大体育场， 车行1小时45分钟。 　　不是所有选择在做出的时候， 人都有确定的理由。 　　大部分都是冲动。 　　林晚星拿着手机， 和经理告假，直接冲出影院。 　　直到准备滴滴打车，她才发现自己的手机还卡着。 　　她只能拦了辆出租，然后重启手机。 　　“去永川，这么远？”出租司机惊讶地说。 　　“对。”林晚星拉上车门，很干脆地说。 　　简短对话后，出租司机踩下油门。 　　车窗落下，春风汹涌澎湃，看着道路两边飞速后退的景物，林晚星的脑子还是很乱。 　　手机重启，提示音响起，屏幕由暗转亮。 　　林晚星看着恢复正常的手机界面，下定决心般地，重新打开微信。 　　永川恒大体育场，安检入口通道。 　　秦敖只觉得胸口一滞。 　　隔着车窗，他竟看到向梓那张令人想痛打一顿的脸。 　　路过宏景八中的大巴，向梓也是一惊。 　　像感知到什么似地，他抬起头。 　　秦敖立刻举起拳头，冲他挥了挥。 　　而与此同时，文成业和付新书，也出现在通道外。 　　“你来干什么？”文成业少见的情绪激动，他快走两步，一把拽住向梓的衣领，把人一推。 　　向梓的背重重撞上车身，整辆大巴都颤动了下。 　　付新书从没见过文成业这样，被完全震住。 　　但这里是入场通道，还有别的工作人员。周围人群侧目，他冲过去拉住文成业：“马上要比赛了，你冷静点！” 　　文成业面容冷傲，手如铁钳般纹丝不动。 　　“你知道这傻逼是谁吗？”文成业冷笑一声，“我给你介绍一下，这是向梓。陷害我们老师的畜生。” 　　听到这个名字，付新书立刻反应过来，他怒视向梓，愤慨极了。 　　“我今天跟团队来这里做研究。”向梓脸色阴晴不定，但还是解释道，“周围都是人，我劝你还是放尊重点。” 　　“你配吗？”文成业声音冷得要结冰。 　　秦敖和其他学生也纷纷下车。 　　所有人气势汹汹，将这个道貌岸然的博士生团团围住。 　　见此阵仗，向梓紧紧握着手机，态度却怂了：“你真别乱来，我会报警。” 　　不远处，球场保安也向他们这里走来。 　　付新书立刻清醒。 　　无论向梓有多可恶，为了顾全大局，他们都不能在这里和发生冲突。 　　他稳了稳心神，对文成业说：“放开他。” 　　“你说什么？”文成业转头。 　　他眼眸黑得彻底，有真正不顾一切的凶狠和暴戾。 　　“我们马上要比赛了，赛前不能有暴力冲突。而且你站在这里就算把他打死，也解决不了问题。”付新书很冷静地说。 　　文成业第一反应是怀疑自己听错了，然后，付新书就从文成业眼中看到了浓浓的失望。 　　他近乎嘲讽般地感叹道：“你在乎的只有比赛？” 　　“这是我们所有人的努力。”付新书很认真地说。 　　韩永高速，道路两旁是低矮而连绵不绝的山。 　　山坳间的平地上，有大片大片金黄的油菜花，宛如碎金。 　　阳光格外晴好，整个路面柔软平顺，四周仿佛浸润着清亮的光。 　　林晚星的头靠在车窗上，认真翻阅学生们一条又一条的留言。 　　也难怪手机卡顿，他们可真是无论大事小事，都要和她分享。 　　大到训练日程，每周学习计划和日常作业；小到长虫的散尾葵和种植失败的草莓。无论经历什么，他们都会拍照或者视频发给她。 　　她常吃的炸串店上了新口味的梅子蘸料，她喜欢的流浪猫被喂得油光水滑。 　　早些的视频已经过期了，但林晚星还是盯着预览图看了很久。 　　她原本纷繁复杂的心情，被一条条的留言完全抚平。 　　这确实是段美好回忆，生活温馨有趣，学生们也有独立生活学习的能力。甚至看的时间长了，她不自觉地想，去看场比赛似乎确实很不错。 　　林晚星终于看完林鹿的留言，退出对话框，点向了付新书的头像。 　　车厢内有嗡嗡的引擎声，最后一条留言是 　　老师，我真的不知道么做才是对的。 　　外面阳光明媚，但建筑物内部陡然暗了几度。 　　“队长来签到吧。” 　　工作人员说完，付新书低下头，在表格上签名，跟着进入体育场内。 　　灰白墙体上刷着一条黄色分割线，水磨地砖，老式白炽灯管。 　　他们一路走过漫长通道，付新书忽然想起他小时候看到的画面。 　　十多年前，永川恒大就是中超顶级队伍。那会儿足球氛围比现在要好很多，他爸爸生前，每周永川恒大比赛，都会准时带他守在电视机前。 　　因此比赛前后，他经常能通过电视镜头，看到永川恒大体育场全貌。 　　在他印象里，这座体育场极其庞大而雄伟。 　　每次比赛，场内人头攒动，旌旗飞扬，战歌如雷，是真正的梦想之地。 　　他曾经很憧憬家里能好起来，他能牵着爸爸的手，来这里看一场球。 　　现在，原来他真的做到了。 　　虽然形式和方法与他小时候设想的完全不同，但他确实做到了。 　　球队工作人员推开更衣室的门。 　　射灯和吊灯一并亮起，将整个空间照得亮亮堂堂。 　　灯光刺目，有那么一瞬间，付新书仿佛看到自己在里面集体庆祝胜利。和他记忆里，10-11赛季天成方雅俱乐部客场战胜永川恒大、逆袭夺冠的情景，几乎一模一样。 　　进入更衣室，队员们被向梓破坏的心情，逐渐好转。 　　屋内摆满主办方准备的饮用水和食物，他们兴奋地转了起来。 　　工作人员离开。 　　大家放下背包，推出战术板，准备吃点东西，开赛前的战术会议。 　　忙了一会儿，付新书忽然发现更衣室里少人。 　　“文成业呢？”他看了一圈，抬头问。 　　“不造啊，刚扔下东西就不见了。” 　　“好像拿着电话去厕所了！”俞明汇报。 　　付新书走进洗手间，门吱呀一声关上。 　　文成业正站在洗手池边。 　　他手机摆在洗手台上，正对着一块碎掉的镜子发呆。 　　顶灯刺目。 　　付新书走了两步，站在旁边的洗手池前。 　　文成业双手插兜，依旧盯着镜子。 　　洗手间空气不流通，消毒水和下水道气味淤积。 　　付新书想了一会儿，还是缓缓开口：“不管你对我有什么意见，我希望你都冲我来，比赛结束以后怎么都行。” 　　声音回荡，付新书忽然想起，他曾和文成业说过类似的话。 　　那是在同禹州银象比赛前。他找文成业“谈谈”，才意外知道，文成业其实听到他挨打时被骂的那些话。 　　原来时过境迁，很多事都没变。 　　文成业没有理会他。 　　他下巴微抬，拿起放在洗手台上的手机，拨了个电话。 　　付新书闭上了眼睛。 　　老师： 　　我不清楚你是否能会看到这封信。 　　可能知道你大概率不会看到，所以我才敢发。 　　有件事，我一直骗了你们。 　　我告诉你们，我被流氓追着打断腿，是因为被冤枉偷了店里客人的手机。 　　其实那是假的。 　　我没有被冤枉，我确实偷了那个人的手机。 　　但不是因为我要偷手机换钱，而是因为我想删了里面的记录。 　　因为那里面，有我的罪证。 　　高二那年我妈妈过劳病倒了，为了赚钱，我去了地下酒吧打工。 　　会用童工的酒吧，绝对不是什么干净地方，那家开着地下赌球盘口。 　　老师你知道我家里很穷，可我从没告诉过你，我爸爸是个赌鬼。 　　一开始的时候，我告诫自己，别忘了你爸爸是赌鬼，他就是被人追债摔死的。赌博这种东西，你千万不能碰。 　　可店里每天现金都是几百上千万计。 　　慢慢地，看着酒吧里的人每天讨论赚了多少多少，我动摇了。 　　我每天太累了，家里要交房租，妈妈还病着。只要猜对比分，我手里的钱就能翻上几倍，不仅能交上房租，还可以给妈妈买营养品，那是多好的机会啊！ 　　我忍不住找上“代理”，下了我认为最可靠的两场比赛。 　　可我从没想过，那个“代理”认识我。 　　他知道不仅知道我踢球，还知道我是付远航的儿子。 　　听到他对我说“你爸爸以前总找我下注，叔叔帮你进职业队，你帮叔叔踢比赛”的时候，我突然害怕了。 　　我看过反赌球教育通知书。 　　知道参赛球员如果参与投注活动，会被取消参赛资格，还会罚款、禁赛，以后再也没办法踢正式比赛了。 　　我去求他撤回我的下注。 　　但他完全看穿了我，他问我是不是“怕了？” 　　我确实怕了。 　　我知道，他们怕警察查，所有投注信息都记录在一只手机里，只要我神不知鬼不觉拿到手机删了记录就好。 　　但我被他们发现了。 　　他们怕事情闹大，没敢打死我。最后学校只当是我偷了手机，对方赔了钱，这事就算了结了。可我被打那天，文成业其实就在现场，他知道我挨打的真正原因。 　　别人当我是个可怜的受害者，但在文成业面前，我是阴沟里的老鼠。 　　你重新把文成业带回球队的时候，我非常害怕。怕他把我做过的事说出来，甚至有过输比赛就解脱的念头。 　　但他却一直没有说。 　　我在他的沉默里饱受煎熬，只能装作什么事都没发生过。 　　我不是没想过向你们承认。 　　但预选赛、小组赛、四分之一决赛、半决赛、决赛…… 　　整个过程像梦一样，代价的雪球也随之越滚越大。 　　我只要说出来，所有努力前功尽弃，这支队伍就毁了。 　　那天夜里，文成业找上我了。 　　我才知道，原来他和我一样，都有不可告人的秘密。 　　他替我保守秘密，而替他保守秘密的人，是你。 　　我不知道你为什么这么做，你一个老师怎么可以纵容学生作弊，这和我想象中的你完全不一样。 　　可我也必须承认，我窃喜了。 　　如果你会包庇文成业，那你知道我的事情，也会同样包庇我吧？ 　　而就在刚才，陈卫东告诉我们，决赛那天他有比赛，不会来当我们替补。 　　我终于松了口气。 　　因为我知道，我终于有了最最充分的理由。 　　为了队伍的胜利，我不能被禁赛，所以绝对不能说。 　　老师，我不明白，事情为什么会变成这样。 　　一念之差，我做错一件那么小的事，却要承担那那么多我无法承担的后果？ 　　但幸好，这是一件只要我和文成业不说，就不会有人知道的小事。 　　我知道，文成业动摇了，他想承认自己作弊，接受应有的惩罚。 　　但幸好，我是赌鬼的儿子。 　　为了更大的利益，我可以赌上良心。
Chapter 127 Asking the Heart The wind and the sun are beautiful, and the sky is high and the clouds are light.　　Near noon, the participating buses of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School finally came to the outside of Yongchuan Evergrande Stadium.　　The stadium is a magnificent building and is surrounded by a large parking lot.　　Looking down the steps, the huge inflatable banner in front of the main entrance, with white characters on a red background, and the words "Youth Super League East China Regional Finals" are clearly visible.　　The teacher led the students to get off the bus and organized everyone to have lunch. Players will need to enter through the player-only security lane, so they must be temporarily separated from the spectators.　　The bus stopped outside the players' tunnel.　　At noon in spring, the sun is also quite powerful, and the car is hot.　　The students saw this kind of scene for the first time, and they looked at the parking lot behind them, where there were rows of vehicles that were clearly campus buses. Students wearing uniforms from various high schools in Yongchuan get off the bus.　　The whole scene looks huge.　　Qin Ao loosened the collar of his school uniform: "So many people, all of them came to see our game?" Qi Liang: "There must be a unified organization in the finals, such a fuss, you haven't made it before?" "It's like you've been in!" 　　"I really don't." Qi Liang put his hands behind the back of his head and closed his eyes.　　Qin Ao was choked for a moment, turned his head and looked at his phone, inexplicably a little uneasy, "Where are Lao Fu and Wengou, why are they suddenly so good, and they are still riding the high-speed train together?" "Boss, are you jealous again?" Lin Lu asked.　　Qin Ao was just about to speak, when he suddenly saw a familiar figure passing by their bus and walking towards the security entrance.　　From Hanling Guangming Cinema to Yongchuan Evergrande Stadium, it takes 1 hour and 45 minutes by car.　　Not all choices are made for a definite reason.　　Most of it is impulsive.　　Lin Wanxing took her mobile phone, said leave to the manager, and rushed out of the theater directly.　　It wasn't until she was ready to take a taxi that she found that her phone was still stuck.　　All she had to do was stop a taxi and restart her phone.　　"To Yongchuan, so far?" The taxi driver said in surprise.　　"Yes." Lin Wanxing closed the car door and said very simply.　　After a brief conversation, the taxi driver stepped on the accelerator.　　The car window fell, the spring breeze was surging, and looking at the rapidly retreating scenery on both sides of the road, Lin Wanxing's mind was still very chaotic.　　The phone restarts, the prompt sounds, and the screen turns from dark to bright.　　Lin Wanxing looked at the mobile phone interface that had returned to normal, and made up her mind to reopen WeChat.　　Yongchuan Evergrande Stadium, security entrance passage.　　Qin Ao only felt a stagnation in his chest.　　Through the car window, he saw Xiang Zi's face that made people want to be beaten.　　Passing by the bus of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, Xiang Zi was also surprised.　　As if sensing something, he looked up.　　Qin Ao immediately raised his fist and waved at him.　　At the same time, Wen Chengye and Fu Xinshu also appeared outside the channel.　　"What are you doing here?" Wen Chengye was rarely emotional, he took two quick steps, grabbed Xiang Zi's collar, and pushed the person.　　Xiang Zi's back hit the car body hard, and the whole bus trembled.　　Fu Xinshu had never seen Wen Chengye like this, and he was completely shocked.　　But here's the entrance and there's other staff. The surrounding crowd looked sideways, and he rushed over to grab Wen Chengye: "It's about to be a game, you calm down!" Wen Chengye's face was cold and arrogant, and his hands were as immovable as iron tongs.　　"Do you know who this idiot is?" Wen Chengye sneered, "Let me introduce you, this is Xiang Zi." The brute who framed our teacher. Hearing this name, Fu Xinshu immediately reacted, and he glared at Xiang Zi angrily, extremely indignant.　　"I'm here with my team today to do research." Xiang Zi's face was cloudy, but he still explained, "There are people around, I advise you to be respectful." "Are you worthy?" Wen Chengye's voice was so cold that it froze.　　Qin Ao and other students also got off the bus.　　Everyone was aggressive, surrounding this sanctimonious doctoral student.　　Seeing this battle, Xiang Zi held his mobile phone tightly, but his attitude was cowardly: "Don't mess around, I will call the police." Not far away, stadium security also walked towards them.　　Fu Xinshu immediately sobered up.　　No matter how hateful Xiang Zi is, in order to take care of the overall situation, they can't clash with each other here.　　He stabilized his mind and said to Wen Chengye, "Let him go." "What did you say?" Wen Chengye turned his head.　　His eyes were completely dark, and there was a real desperate ferocity and violence.　　"We're going to play and we can't have violent clashes before the game. And even if you stand here and beat him to death, it won't solve the problem. Fu Xinshu said very calmly.　　Wen Chengye's first reaction was to suspect that he had heard it wrong, and then, Fu Xinshu saw a deep disappointment in Wen Chengye's eyes.　　He exclaimed, almost mockingly, "All you care about is the game? "It's all a labor effort." Fu Xinshu said very seriously.　　Hanyong Expressway, the road is lined with low and endless mountains.　　On the flat ground between the mountain passes, there are large areas of golden rape flowers, like broken gold.　　The sun is exceptionally clear, the entire road surface is soft and smooth, and the surroundings seem to be soaked in clear light.　　Lin Wanxing's head rested on the car window, carefully flipping through the students' messages one after another.　　It's no wonder that the phone is stuck, they really have to share it with her, no matter how big or small.　　From training schedules, weekly study schedules and daily assignments; Loose sunflowers as small as long worms and strawberries that fail to grow. No matter what happened, they would take photos or videos and send them to her.　　Her favorite skewers are served with a new flavor of plum dipping sauce, and her favorite stray cat is fed oily and slippery.　　The earlier video has expired, but Lin Wanxing still stared at the preview picture for a long time.　　Her originally complicated mood was completely soothed by the messages one after another.　　It is indeed a good memory, life is warm and interesting, and the students have the ability to live and learn independently. Even after watching it for a long time, she unconsciously thought that it seemed really good to go to the game.　　Lin Wanxing finally finished reading Lin Lu's message, exited the dialog box, and clicked on Fu Xinshu's avatar.　　There was a humming engine in the car, and the last message was Teacher, I really don't know what to do.　　It was sunny outside, but the inside of the building was a few degrees darker.　　"Captain, let's sign in." 　　After the staff finished speaking, Fu Xinshu lowered his head, signed the form, and followed into the stadium.　　The gray and white walls are painted with a yellow dividing line, terrazzo floor tiles, and old-fashioned incandescent tubes.　　They walked all the way through the long passage, and Fu Xinshu suddenly remembered the picture he saw when he was a child.　　More than ten years ago, Yongchuan Evergrande was the top team in the Chinese Super League. At that time, the football atmosphere was much better than now, and before his father's death, every week Yongchuan Evergrande would take him to the TV on time.　　Therefore, before and after the game, he can often see the whole picture of Yongchuan Evergrande Stadium through the TV lens.　　In his mind, the stadium was extremely large and majestic.　　Every time the competition is played, the stadium is crowded, the flags are flying, and the war songs are like thunder, which is a real dream place.　　He used to look forward to the family getting better, and he could hold his father's hand and come here to watch a game.　　Now, it turns out that he really did.　　Although the form and method were completely different from what he envisioned as a child, he did it.　　The team staff pushed open the door to the locker room.　　Spotlights and chandeliers are lit up at the same time, illuminating the entire space.　　The lights were dazzling, and for a moment, Fu Xinshu seemed to see himself celebrating the victory collectively inside. It is almost exactly the same as in his memory, when Tiancheng Fangya Club defeated Yongchuan Evergrande away and won the championship in the 10-11 season.　　Entering the locker room, the mood of the players who were destroyed by Xiang Zi gradually improved.　　The room was filled with drinking water and food prepared by the organizers, and they spun around excitedly.　　The staff leaves.　　Everyone put down their backpacks, rolled out the tactical board, prepared to have a bite to eat, and had a pre-match tactical meeting.　　After being busy for a while, Fu Xinshu suddenly found that there were few people in the dressing room.　　"What about Wen Chengye?" He looked around and looked up and asked.　　"If you don't make it, you just threw it down and it's gone." 　　"It looks like I'm going to the toilet with the phone!" Yu Ming reported.　　Fu Xinshu walked into the bathroom, and the door creaked shut.　　Wen Chengye was standing by the sink.　　His phone was on the sink, staring at a broken mirror.　　The overhead lights are dazzling.　　Fu Xinshu took two steps and stood in front of the sink next to him.　　Wen Chengye put his hands in his pockets, still staring at the mirror.　　The restrooms are poorly ventilated, and disinfectant and sewer odors are stagnant.　　Fu Xinshu thought for a while, but then slowly spoke: "No matter what you have to say about me, I hope you will come to me, whatever you want after the game is over." The voice echoed, and Fu Xinshu suddenly remembered that he had said something similar to Wen Chengye.　　That was before the Silver Elephant Race with Yuzhou. He asked Wen Chengye to "talk", only to learn unexpectedly that Wen Chengye actually heard the words he was scolded when he was beaten.　　It turns out that time has passed, and many things have not changed.　　Wen Chengye ignored him.　　He lifted his chin slightly, picked up his phone on the sink, and dialed it.　　Fu Xinshu closed his eyes.　　Teacher: I don't know if you'll be able to see this letter.　　I probably know that you probably won't see it, so I dare to post it.　　There's one thing, I've been lying to you.　　I'm telling you, I was chased by hooligans and broke my leg because I was wrongfully accused of stealing the mobile phones of the customers in the store.　　Actually, that's fake.　　I wasn't wronged, I did steal that person's phone.　　But not because I was going to steal my phone for money, but because I wanted to delete the records inside.　　Because there is evidence of my guilt in it.　　In my sophomore year of high school, my mother fell ill from overwork, and in order to make money, I went to work in a speakeasy.　　The bar that uses child labor is definitely not a clean place, and the one that has an underground gambling market.　　Teacher, you know that my family is very poor, but I never told you that my father was a gambler.　　At the beginning, I told myself, don't forget that your father is a gambler, and he was killed by someone collecting debts. Gambling is such a thing, you must not touch it.　　But the cash in the store is millions or tens of millions every day.　　Slowly, watching the people in the bar discuss how much they made every day, I wavered.　　I'm so tired every day, I have to pay rent at home, and my mother is still sick. As long as I guess the score correctly, I can multiply the money in my hand several times, not only to pay the rent, but also to buy nutritional products for my mother, what a great opportunity!　　I couldn't resist finding an "agent" and playing the two games that I thought were the most reliable.　　But I never thought that the "agent" knew me.　　He knew not only that I was playing, but also that I was Fu Yuanhang's son.　　When I heard him say to me, "Your dad used to ask me to bet, uncle helped you get into the professional team, you helped uncle play", I suddenly got scared.　　I've seen the Anti-Gambling Education Notice.　　Knowing that if a player participates in betting activities, he will be disqualified, fined, banned, and will never be able to play official matches again.　　I went and begged him to withdraw my bet.　　But he saw through me completely, and he asked me if I was "scared?" I was really scared.　　I know that they are afraid of the police checking, and all the betting information is recorded in a mobile phone, as long as I get the phone and delete the record without knowing it.　　But I was found out by them.　　They were afraid that things would make a big deal and didn't dare to kill me. In the end, the school only thought that I stole the phone, and the other party lost money, and the matter was settled. But on the day I was beaten, Wen Chengye was actually at the scene, and he knew the real reason why I was beaten.　　Others treat me as a poor victim, but in front of Wen Chengye, I am a rat in the gutter.　　When you brought Wen Chengye back to the team, I was very scared. I'm afraid that he will tell me what I have done, and even have the idea of being relieved if I lose the game.　　But he never said it.　　I languished in his silence and could only pretend that nothing had happened.　　It's not like I haven't tried to admit it to you.　　But qualifiers, group stage, quarter-finals, semi-finals, finals ...... 　　The whole process is like a dream, and the snowball of cost is getting bigger and bigger.　　All I have to do is say it, all the hard work is wasted, and this team is ruined.　　That night, Wen Chengye found me.　　I realized that he, like me, had an ulterior secret.　　He kept the secret for me, and you were the one who kept the secret for him.　　I don't know why you're doing this, how can you as a teacher condone students to cheat, it's completely different from what I imagined you to be.　　But I must admit that I was overjoyed.　　If you will protect Wen Chengye, then you know my affairs, and you will also protect me, right?　　And just now, Chen Weidong told us that he had a game on the day of the final and would not come as our substitute.　　I finally breathed a sigh of relief.　　Because I know I finally have the best reason.　　For the sake of the team's victory, I can't be banned, so I definitely can't say it.　　Teacher, I don't understand why things are the way they are.　　With a single thought, I did such a small thing wrong, but I have to bear so many consequences that I can't bear?　　But fortunately, this is a trivial matter that no one will know about as long as Wen Chengye and I don't talk about it.　　I know that Wen Chengye is shaken, and he wants to admit that he cheated and accept the punishment he deserves.　　But luckily, I'm the son of a gambler.　　For the greater good, I can gamble on my conscience.

第128章 狭路 　　“嘟、嘟……” 　　永川恒大体育场， 客队更衣室洗手间。 　　手机传出通话等候音。 　　付新书的脑子嗡嗡作响。 　　文成业的态度已经说明一切，他想在赛前做点什么。可他不能让文成业这样做。 　　他下意识想拉住文成业，让他冷静点。文成业却用力甩开他的手， 手机也跟着脱手而出， 重重砸在洗手池上。 　　“哐”地一声重响，付新书第一反应是看向洗手间大门。 　　门外更衣间很吵，没人注意他们的冲突。 　　紧接着，摔在洗手池里的电话竟然接通了。 　　“喂？”中年人严厉的声音，回荡在整个空间。 　　文成业快走几步，从洗手池捞出自己的手机。 　　“爸爸。”他握着电话， 这样喊道。 　　付新书怔在原地。 　　他以为文成业打电话是为了……却没想到，他只是给自己父亲打电话。 　　“干吗给我打电话？”电话那头的男人也同样奇怪。 　　“我有件事要告诉你。”文成业说。 　　“什么事要现在讲？跟你说文成业，别在我面前耍你那些小心眼， 我是不可能同意让你留在国内， 和你那帮狐朋狗友瞎混的。” 　　“这些都和你没关系。”文成业握着手机， 眯起凤眼，仰着头， 撑着洗手池，凝视镜中的自己：“我以后想做什么、要做什么，和什么人交朋友，是踢球还是进厂拧螺丝， 这些都和你没有关系。” 　　“你再说一遍！？”文父厉声呵道。 　　于是，文成业继续说了下去：“还有，我的成绩是假的，以前装听你话也是假的。我一直阳奉阴违， 考试抄答案作弊。给我答案的那个人就是妈妈的小男朋友， 我早知道他们搞在一起， 但没告诉过你。” 　　这段话早已打了太久的腹稿，文成业说得非常清晰冷静。 　　手机那头，传来猛砸东西的声音。 　　但文成业直接挂断电话，没给父亲再吼回来的机会， 　　顶灯明亮，外面的更衣室还在喧闹。 　　洗手间里再度安静下来，污水冲撞管道，发出隆隆声响。 　　付新书终于明白过来，其实文成业根本不是要打电话给什么人告发他。 　　他只是做出了自己的决定。 　　可付新书却并没有松口气的感觉。 　　因为文成业打完这通电话后，他们已经完全不一样了。 　　本来大家都有罪行，互相保有秘密。 　　可文成业先行一步，他孤注一掷，向父亲承认作弊，虽然要迎接暴风骤雨，可也彻底解脱。 　　而他呢？ 　　他只能困在原地，继续被罪责挤压内心。 　　“你是故意当我面打这个电话吗？”他忍不住问文成业。 　　“你配吗？” 　　“那为什么以前不说，一定要现在赛前打，就因为老师离开前的话？”付新书踏出一步，心中有情绪在撕扯着他，“你确实解脱了，可你想让我做什么？要我赛前跟所有人承认，我曾经赌球下注？你有没有想过，如果他们知道这件事，那就变成了我们整个队伍的问题！我被停赛都是其次，你们都有可能因为我踢不了决赛！” 　　“明白，比赛永远是最重要的。” 　　“不，你不明白。你作弊，那是你自己的事情，你只要自己承认就可以了。可我呢，我的问题需要整个队伍替我承担。只要几个小时，等比赛结束，我怎样承认都可以，但现在不行。” 　　“现在不行，那以前呢？”文成业不以为意地反问。 　　那瞬间，付新书完全愣住。 　　他一方面觉得这太可笑了，文成业自己长期作弊，只是承认问题就可以站在道德制高点指责他。可另一方面，他又很清楚，自我开解理由越多，他就越显得卑劣可笑。 　　污水冲撞管道，阴暗的、潮湿的、不见天日的。 　　骨子里的贪婪让他犯下错误；天性的懦弱让他选择撒谎；害怕承担责任所以不断逃避。 　　虽然大部分时间，他都在自由呼吸地上的新鲜空气。可他自己清楚，他始终是来自地底的生物。 　　污水在他脚下肆意流淌，这才是他生活的地方。 　　“因为我是活在阴沟里的老鼠吗，所以我不敢说。”付新书这样说。 　　“吱呀”“吱呀”。 　　细微的响声，敲打在天灵盖上。 　　付新书也不知道这里为什么就有那么多的杂音。 　　他缓缓看向声音来源，忽然发现洗手间里，一扇原本关着的门开了。 　　顿时，他感到一阵毛骨悚然。 　　“谁？”文成业发声问道。 　　没有回应。 　　洗手间里依旧非常安静，或许是有风或者门板年久失修。付新书自我宽慰，然后想悄悄走过去检查。 　　可就在这时，一双腿迈出了厕所隔间。 　　球鞋、白色校裤。 　　再往上，是换了一半的球衣。 　　胸口“宏景八中”几个字格外清晰鲜艳。 　　林鹿走下一级台阶，望着他。他的目光里，再没有以往的信任，反而满是戒备。 　　“为什么？”林鹿清脆而不解的声音响起。 　　付新书下意识避开他的目光，却在破碎的玻璃镜中，看到自己扭曲的面容。他被分割成很多块，并完全困住了。 　　经过丘陵是平原，远处城市轮廓隐约可见。 　　出租车驶下高速，永川出口的方向一闪而逝。 　　手机通讯录中号码很多，林晚星看着那个名字，甚至没有犹豫，就将电话打了过去。 　　她心跳还没来得及加速，电话就被挂断。 　　心电图跌入谷底。 　　但下一瞬，手机振动，微信通话声响起。 　　林晚星赶忙低头。 　　【Winfred邀请你视频通话……】 　　春风灌入，吹乱鬓发。 　　下高速后的迎宾大道两旁栽了漫长的樱花。 　　沉甸甸的花瓣压满枝头。 　　林晚星按下接通键。 　　先是朦胧的预览，随后画面才完全亮起。 　　青年目光明澈，眼中满是惊喜。 　　他背靠更衣室里木柜，光线澄明如水。 　　多日不见，他确实瘦了，轮廓清俊，眉眼都都愈加深邃。 　　明明多日不见，还是她先逃跑，现在打电话还是因为别的事情，显得很没诚意。 　　可再见王法，好像也还是很自然。 　　一瞬间情绪涌动，林晚星有多话想说。 　　可她刚要开口，却见王法伸出手指，轻轻竖在嘴唇上。 　　让她不要说话。 　　紧接着，视频摄像头切换。 　　镜头中，付新书站在更衣室的顶灯下方，他轻轻闭着眼睛，显得格外沉重。 　　永川恒大球场，客队更衣室。 　　更衣室，是付新书从未感受过的死寂。 　　他以为删记录被发现是绝望，以为殴打被废腿是绝望，以为球队被解散是绝望。可那些绝望统统全部加来，都不如此时此刻。 　　他的队友们像石化一样，全部坐在换鞋凳上。 　　他们不敢相信刚才林鹿说的内容，目光中满是怀疑和警惕，他们在等待他的解释。 　　这不是他计划中最好的时机，可事情永远会向人最恐惧的方向滑坡。 　　付新书知道，自己逃不过了。 　　睁开眼睛，他缓缓开口。 　　从那个酒吧开始，他讲述了自己因为贪婪犯错、因为懦弱退缩、因害怕而不断回避的全部故事。 　　“我最后悔的是两件事。第一，我不应该为了钱下注。第二，那天在和禹州银象比赛后，老师还在。她问起当年的故事，我应该说实话。但我还是因为胆怯，选择撒谎，再次欺骗了你们。” 　　“我以前总告诉自己，这是我曾犯过的一个小错，事情早就过去，只要好好踢球，就能弥补一切。可当我每次这样劝慰自己的时候，我又比谁都清楚，只要我活在谎言中一天，它就永远也不会过去。” 　　“决赛结束后，我会向足协和青超联赛组委会自首，承认我曾有过赌球行为。但在此之前，我只能请求你们忘记刚才听到的内容。我非常非常对不起你们，所以让我一个人承担全部责任。” 　　付新书向所有人深深鞠了个躬，然后站直身子。 　　整个更衣室寂静无声，队员们都完全没从故事里反应过来。故事里的付新书，真是他们认识和信赖的队长吗？ 　　他为了赚钱去下注，被打断腿踢不了比赛，却骗他们说是店家冤枉他偷手机。就像他自己说的那样，上次他们赛后打架，林晚星问起当年的事情，那几乎是他说实话的最好机会了。 　　可他还是没有。 　　禹州的冬日冷雨仿佛一下就落进了这间更衣室里。混乱和不解困扰着他们，那天在医院骨科门诊的聊天，好像又断断续续重新回响在他们耳旁。 　　原来那个故事里，文成业不仅指路，还眼睁睁看着队友被殴打却没有阻止。 　　而付新书本人呢？ 　　他们以前觉得付新书人好又努力，为人处事公正善良，所以都服他。 　　可现在，他们信任的基础完全不存在了。 　　他们同情付新书的遭遇，换来的却是付新书一直以来的欺骗。 　　秦敖觉得自己真是个大傻逼。 　　智会说：“原来，你和文成业都不是好人。” 　　过了一段时间，秦敖才不可思议地问：“你一个人，承担全部责任？” 　　“这是我个人问题，和球队无关。”付新书说。 　　“你什么意思，跟我们没关系？” 　　“冷静点，听我说。开赛前，我们签过承诺书。上面很明确地写了，如果选手有过赌球行为，会被取消竞赛参赛资格。我看过足协网站上所有关于处罚的通告，如果是球员个人行为，球队不知情，只处罚球员个人。但如果是涉及到球队知情不报或有包庇和隐瞒行为，会加大力度连球队一起处罚。所以不管怎样，不知道我的事对你们来说都是最好选择。” 　　“明白了，让我们装聋作哑？”陈江河非常冷淡地说。 　　“你们打我骂我都可以，只要能出气怎么都行。但我这件烂事，你们没必要惹上一身腥。等比赛结束我自己会说，就算以后足协的人来调查，你们就说从不知道就可以了。” 　　“可是，我们已经知道了。”智会说。 　　“所以呢，你们知道了又怎么样，现在就向组委会告发我吗？”付新书突然情绪有点激动，他很直接地说，“那些都是林鹿不小心听到的，我根本没打算赛前告诉你们。” 　　学生们都沉默下来。是啊，他们又能怎样呢？ 　　虽然付新书对他们撒谎，但说破天，这是内部恩怨。付新书的真正错误是两年前违规下注。可要让付新书为曾经的一念之差付出惨痛代价？他们没人能做出举报这种事。 　　付新书继续说道：“如果我踢不了决赛，我们必输无疑。我不是在用决赛威胁你们，队伍不应该为我个人的错误承担责任。” 　　“所以，我们只需要装作不知道，等你自己解决就可以了？” 　　“对！就像老师做的那样。”付新书很确定地说。 　　听到这句话，所有人都沉默下来，看向文成业。 　　他们听林鹿提到刚才文成业承认作弊而和付新书发生争执的经过。 　　“那你应该误会她了。”文成业说。 　　“她为了球队，没上报学校你作弊的事，耐心等你自己做出选择，难道不是这样吗？” 　　“你觉得，她是为了球队，才没有上报学校吗？”文成业终于露出一些失望的神色。“她不是因为球队，而是为了我。”文成业说。 　　付新书愣住了。 　　视频的另一端，林晚星坐在出租车里。 　　她握着手机，屏幕窄小，手机滚烫，她安静听着文成业从未有过的自白。 　　“一开始我和你一样，觉得她没有报告学校，是为了有把柄威胁我，让我乖乖踢球。但后来，我觉得可能不止是这样。对她来说，我和你们是一样的。我清楚我这种人是个麻烦，可她想管我这个麻烦，明白这点对我来说很烦。” 　　手机视频里，文成业露出一点烦躁的表情。他很少说这么长的句子，但也确实是憋不住了。 　　文成业：“她凡事都让我们独立思考、自己决定。我很抵触她说的每一句话，可我也知道，在不断反抗的过程中，我还是中计了。因为反抗本身就需要去想，我会抛弃本能，开始想什么是对的、什么是错的，我想要什么、又该怎么去做。这就是悲剧的开始。” 　　“我一开始觉得，一模二模卷子我都是自己写了，以后不作弊不就行了？但当我拿着作弊得来申请留学成绩单被她看到，她说我其实讨厌这样的自己。” 　　“你能思考，确实很可怕。”祁亮说。 　　春风温柔而汹涌，祁亮的话，让林晚星不由得笑了。 　　文成业也跟着冷笑了下：“然后我想，我确实讨厌像条狗一样听话的自己。我作弊考个好成绩再出国读书是为什么，为了哄我爸开心？这确实不是我想要的。虽然我不知道她说的‘理想中的自我’是什么样的，但我很清楚‘不理想的自我’是什么样。” 　　“所以你赛前打电话给你爸承认了？”秦敖问。 　　文成业点头。 　　祁亮吹了个口哨，评价：“虽傻逼但酷。” 　　“所以你明白了吗？”文成业看向付新书，“只有我最清楚，她的包庇让我有多难受。我看清了我不想要的，做出我的选择。而你，付新书，你不该代替我们做选择。” 　　付新书看上去混乱极了：“但你的事是你的事，我的事……” 　　“你的事，是我们球队的事。”秦敖很确定地说。 　　虽然付新书不同意，可既然是球队的事，就该大家一起做出决定。 　　“我不想赛前举报老付，也不想装作不知道。”俞明说出了内心最真实的想法。 　　这种感觉非常奇怪，利弊如此明显，理应果断决定。 　　可他们内心深处像被什么东西拉扯住，让他们不愿为了决赛，就装作无事发生。 　　“按照大会规则，我确实没有参赛资格。如果你们不想和我踢，我也可以不上场。”付新书仍然坚持。 　　陈江河却说：“不是我们想不想的问题，而是怎么做才对的问题。” 　　“什么是对什么是错？这里是球场，足协有规则、组委会有规则，可为什么上一场裁判没有按规则来？”付新书反问。 　　“你说的有道理。但如果我们不上报，就觉得和他们一样。他们玩‘规则游戏’，我们也要这样吗？”陈江河反问。 　　“这不是规则游戏！”付新书看向王法，近乎求助，“教练……” 　　出租车在一个路口停下，绿灯转红，林晚星坐直身子，她也不清楚王法会发表什么样的意见。 　　片刻后，冷静平和的声音透过视频传来：“那个团伙还在作案吗？我是说殴打你的那个地下赌球团伙。”王法问。 　　付新书愣了下，他没想到教练会问这个。但他几乎立刻意识到，教练最关心的是他的安全问题，他顿时为自己的隐瞒而感到羞愧：“前段时间被捣毁了，新闻里有提过。” 　　“那就好。”王法顿了顿，继续说，“我希望你们把我讲的内容当做参考，我永远和你们老师站在同一立场，不左右你们的选择。” 　　手机被王法握在手里，镜头对准学生，林晚星只能听到他的声音充盈整个空间。 　　“在我们国内，除彩票外，所有赌博下注行为都违法。你们应该清楚，你们的身份不仅是学生，还是注册球员。最近足协的风向，一直是严查球队赌球和假赛，近期已经有数位足协官员被捕。如果决赛前上报付新书的问题，虽然最终处罚决定不会马上做出，但他必然会被立即禁止参加决赛。此外，组委会还将讨论我们一开始的参赛资格是否违规，决赛是否要直接判负或使用季军递补名次等问题。如果我是足协负责人，考虑到一系列的争议，加上付新书无法上场后这边也凑不齐完整队伍，以及决赛球队爆出赌球丑闻后会造成的影响，最稳妥的方案是，取消决赛。” 　　王法语音平和，分析充满条理，并毫无保留地告诉学生们最有可能发生的结果。 　　“那如果我们赛前装作不知道，不上报呢？” 　　“只要付新书承认曾经的违规行为，他的个人参赛成绩就会被取消。” 　　学生们都静默下来，付新书也不再说话。 　　所有人都仿佛坐在一片寂静之中。 　　烈日、严寒，不分白天黑夜的奔跑，他们身后是一路流淌的汗水。 　　决赛当前，坚持遵守规则的后果太过严重，而他们要做的，似乎只用暂时忘记这件事，好好比赛，等决赛结束。 　　“对不起。”付新书近乎哀求，“我们好不容易才走到这里，我可以不踢，但你们没必要，真的没必要。” 　　“老付虽然……但也很不容易吧，我们不能抛下老付自己踢决赛。”郑飞扬有些心软了。 　　林鹿终于开口：“我是不是刚应该装作没听到？” 　　“可是我们已经听到了。”智会还是这么说。 　　“可是我们马上就要踢决赛了？” 　　“是啊，我们马上就要踢决赛了。” 　　这同样是林晚星从未有过的体验。 　　方才在影院里，荧幕宽广，电影叙事宛如宇宙恒河。而现在则是狭小的车内空间，手机屏幕只有巴掌大小，永川恒大球场客队更衣室里的故事，还在继续。 　　比赛战术板被推出时，门外响起了几下敲门声。 　　学生们俱是一震。 　　王法放下手机，亲自去开门。 　　“宏景八中，可以上场热身了。”工作人员前来通知。 　　走道中，仿佛能听到附近永川恒大主队更衣室的声音。嘈嘈杂杂、热热闹闹。 　　“好的，谢谢。”王法礼貌回应，然后关上门。 　　谁都知道，时间不允许他们无限制讨论。 　　“投票吧。”秦敖站起来，这么说。 　　手机被王法放在长椅上后，林晚星只能看到明亮的天花板顶灯。 　　她知道王法随身带着本子，那是现在最方便拿出的纸了。 　　随后撕纸声响起，每人都能分到一小片，他们落笔留下选择即可。 　　出租车继续向前驶去，永川恒大的宏伟主场隐约可见。 　　这里是破旧却炽热的客队更衣室。 　　是大家小时候在电视里，才能看到的地方。 　　外面是他们梦寐以求的球场，看台上即将坐满观众，掌声如雷、呼声如云。 　　去年九月至今，他们奋力奔跑，不懈努力，经历过艰苦卓绝的比赛，战胜了绝无可能战胜的对手，才最终能走到这里。 　　天平的一端，是梦寐以求的决赛场，选“是”即可轻松踏上。绿茵如毯、晴空如洗，那本就是他们努力该得的结果。 　　而天平的另一端，只是两年前的旧事。付新书犯下的一个很小的错误，甚至只要他们不提及，没人会知道这件事。往事如风，为什么就不能让它过去？ 　　明明很简单问题，下笔时却如有千钧。 　　陈江河想起他见林晚星那天，五川路体育场上，中介说了很多很多。他没告诉林晚星的是，他那会儿真的非常心动，差点就答应了。 　　秦敖想起自己当前锋的理由，纯粹因为第一次进球时感觉很爽，他喜欢那种征服赛场的感觉。 　　林鹿想记得爷爷送他踢球的第一日，明明是为了强身健体，好像不知怎地就走到今天。可努力守下每一球，真的很有成就感。 　　在文成业的世界里，足球好像是他反抗父母的唯一方式。在这里他肆意奔跑、完全自由，他可以实践他所想做的一切事情，这就是他的足球。 　　祁亮一直认为自己很聪明，只要他想，他能做好所有事情。可足球不一样，他体格瘦小，没那么适合踢球，可反而很不服气。 　　郑仁以前很少表达自己的看法，只要大家觉得好，他也可以。可这次，他知道这行不通。 　　轮到智会的时候，他发现今天没带算筹，不过没关系，转一下铅笔也一样。 　　郑飞扬想回家以后吃顿烧烤，然后第二天，继续去踢球。 　　冯锁想起了包小甜的笑容，他本来想拿了冠军就去表白。现在觉得，就算拿不到也可以去。 　　俞明觉得怎么都好，和兄弟们一起踢球，就是最好的。 　　“我们以后，还会在一起踢球吧？”不知谁问了这个问题。 　　“肯定啊。” 　　付新书好像重新回到了那个酒吧。 　　电子音乐和烟味混杂，他拿着刚领到的800块钱哭了一场。走出洗手间的时候，他看到那个叔叔坐在卡座里抽烟。火星明灭，是灵魂最深处的诱惑，他拿着钱，走了过去。 　　“老付。”不知道谁开口。 　　“永远不要骗自己。” 　　出租车内，车载音响开得很大，那是首和夏天有关的歌。 　　车辆停下，林晚星结账下车。 　　歌声随着打开的车门，涌入球场周围的春色。 　　客队更衣室里。 　　一票、又一票……这里的每一位球员，都做出了他们郑重的决定。 　　最终时刻到来，所有人都静静望着战术板。 　　体育场外有漫长的弧形道路，安检通道入口遥不可及。 　　林晚星开始奋力奔跑。她跑得如此之快，发自内心希望能追上时间。 　　春风刮过，鬓发纷飞，建筑投下大片漫长的黑影，而前方道路尽头，有簇明亮的光。 　　炽热的更衣室中。 　　王法站起来，看向所有他的所有球员。 　　“走吧。”他说。
Chapter 128: The Narrow Road "Du, Doo, ......" 　　Yongchuan Evergrande Stadium, away team locker room restroom.　　A call waiting tone is sent out from the phone.　　Fu Xinshu's brain was buzzing.　　Wen Chengye's attitude has said it all, he wants to do something before the game. But he couldn't let Wen Chengye do this.　　He subconsciously wanted to hold Wen Chengye and tell him to calm down. Wen Chengye shook off his hand vigorously, and the mobile phone also came out of his hand and slammed it on the sink.　　There was a loud bang, and Fu Xinshu's first reaction was to look at the bathroom door.　　The locker room outside the door was noisy and no one paid attention to their conflict.　　Immediately after, the phone that fell in the sink was connected.　　"Hello?" The stern voice of the middle-aged man echoed throughout the space.　　Wen Chengye took a few quick steps and fished out his mobile phone from the sink.　　"Daddy." He held the phone and shouted.　　Fu Xinshu froze in place.　　He thought that Wen Chengye was calling to ...... Unexpectedly, he just called his father.　　"Why are you calling me?" The man on the other end of the line was just as strange.　　"I have something to tell you." Wen Chengye said.　　"What do you want to talk about now? Tell you Wen Chengye, don't play your little eyes in front of me, I can't agree to let you stay in the country, fooling around with your gang of fox friends and dogs. "None of this has anything to do with you." Wen Chengye held his mobile phone, squinted his phoenix eyes, tilted his head, propped up the sink, and stared at himself in the mirror: "What I want to do in the future, what I want to do, who I want to make friends with, whether to play football or enter the factory to screw up, these have nothing to do with you." "You say it again!?" Father Wen said sharply.　　So, Wen Chengye continued: "Also, my grades are fake, and I used to pretend to listen to you. I've been disobeying the law and cheating on the answers. The guy who gave me the answer was my mother's little boyfriend, and I knew they were together, but I didn't tell you. This passage has been written for too long, and Wen Chengye said it very clearly and calmly.　　On the other end of the phone, there was the sound of slamming things.　　But Wen Chengye hung up the phone directly, not giving his father a chance to yell back, The overhead light was bright, and the dressing room outside was still noisy.　　The restroom was quiet again, and the sewage rumbled against the pipes.　　Fu Xinshu finally understood that in fact, Wen Chengye didn't want to call anyone to denounce him at all.　　He just made his own decision.　　But I didn't feel relieved to pay for the new book.　　Because after Wen Chengye made this phone call, they were completely different.　　Originally, everyone was guilty of crimes, and they kept secrets from each other.　　Ke Wen Chengye took the first step, he made a desperate bet and admitted to his father that he had cheated, although he had to face the storm, he was also completely relieved.　　And what about him?　　He could only stay where he was, and continue to be squeezed by the guilt in his heart.　　"Did you make this call on purpose in front of me?" He couldn't help but ask Wen Chengye.　　"Are you worthy?" 　　"Then why didn't you say before, you must play before the game now, just because of the teacher's words before leaving?" Fu Xinshu took a step, tearing at him with emotion in his heart, "You are indeed relieved, but what do you want me to do?" Do you want me to admit to everyone before the game that I have bet on football? Have you ever thought that if they knew about it, it would become a problem for our entire team! I'm suspended for the second place, and you're all likely to be unable to play in the final because of me! "Understand that the game is always the most important thing." 　　"No, you don't understand. You cheat, that's your own business, you just have to admit it yourself. But as for me, my problems need to be taken care of by the whole team. It's just a couple of hours, and when the game is over, I can admit it, but not right now. "Not now, but what about before?" Wen Chengye asked disappreciatively.　　At that moment, Fu Xinshu was completely stunned.　　On the one hand, he thinks it's ridiculous, Wen Chengye himself has been cheating for a long time, and he can stand on the moral high ground to accuse him just by admitting the problem. But on the other hand, he knew very well that the more reasons he had to justify himself, the more despicable and ridiculous he became.　　Sewage crashes into pipes, dark, damp, and does not see the light of day.　　The greed in his bones makes him make mistakes; The cowardice of nature made him choose to lie; Fear of taking responsibility, so keep running away.　　Although most of the time, he is free to breathe the fresh air on the ground. But he knew for himself that he was always a creature from the underground.　　Sewage flowed freely under his feet, and this was where he lived.　　"Because I'm a rat living in the gutter, I don't dare to say." Fu Xinshu said so.　　"Squeak" "Squeak".　　There was a subtle sound, knocking on the lid of the heavenly spirit.　　Fu Xinshu doesn't know why there are so many noises here.　　He slowly looked at the source of the sound, and suddenly noticed that in the bathroom, a door that had been closed had opened.　　Suddenly, he felt a creep.　　"Who?" Wen Chengye asked in a voice.　　No response.　　The restroom is still very quiet, perhaps windy or the door panels are in disrepair. Fu Xinshu comforted himself, and then wanted to quietly walk over to check.　　But at this moment, a pair of legs stepped out of the toilet cubicle.　　Sneakers, white school pants.　　Further up, it's half of the jersey that has been changed.　　The words "Hongjing No. 8 Middle School" on the chest are particularly clear and vivid.　　Lin Lu walked down the steps and looked at him. In his eyes, there was no longer the trust of the past, but full of vigilance.　　"Why?" Lin Lu's crisp and incomprehensible voice sounded.　　Fu Xinshu subconsciously avoided his gaze, but saw his distorted face in the broken glass mirror. He was split into many pieces and completely trapped.　　Passing through the hills is the plain, and the silhouette of the city looms in the distance.　　The taxi drove down the highway, and the direction of the Yongchuan exit flashed away.　　There are many numbers in the mobile phone address book, Lin Wanxing looked at the name, and without even hesitation, she called the phone.　　Before her heart could beat faster, the phone was hung up.　　The ECG hit rock bottom.　　But in the next moment, the mobile phone vibrated and the WeChat call sounded.　　Lin Wanxing hurriedly bowed her head.　　【Winfred invites you to video call ......】 The spring breeze pours in, blowing the sideburns.　　After getting off the expressway, Yingbin Avenue is lined with cherry blossoms.　　Heavy petals pressed the branches.　　Lin Wanxing pressed the connect button.　　First there was a hazy preview, and then the screen was fully lit up.　　The young man's eyes were clear, and his eyes were full of surprise.　　He leaned back to the wooden cabinet in the dressing room, and the light was as clear as water.　　After not seeing him for many days, he has indeed lost weight, his silhouette is clear, and his eyebrows and eyes are getting deeper and deeper.　　Obviously, I haven't seen her for many days, but she ran away first, and now she is calling because of something else, which seems very insincere.　　But goodbye Wang Fa, it seems to be very natural.　　In an instant, emotions surged, and Lin Wanxing had a lot to say.　　But just as she was about to speak, she saw Wang Fa stretch out his finger and gently put it on his lips.　　Tell her not to speak.　　Immediately after that, the video camera switches.　　In the shot, Fu Xinshu is standing under the ceiling light in the locker room, his eyes are gently closed, and he looks extremely heavy.　　Yongchuan Evergrande Stadium, away team locker room.　　The locker room is a dead silence that Fu Xinshu has never felt.　　He thought it was desperation that the deletion of the record was discovered, that it was desperation that the beating was done and that the leg was abolished, and that it was desperation that the team was disbanded. But all those despairs are all Calai, not at this moment.　　His teammates were petrified, all sitting on the shoe-changing bench.　　They couldn't believe what Lin Lu said just now, their eyes were full of doubt and vigilance, and they were waiting for his explanation.　　It wasn't the best time he had planned, but things would always slip in the direction that people feared most.　　Fu Xinshu knew that he couldn't escape.　　Opening his eyes, he spoke slowly.　　From that bar, he tells the whole story of his mistakes because of greed, retreat from cowardice, and keep avoiding them out of fear.　　"There are two things I regret the most. First, I shouldn't bet for money. Second, after the competition with Yuzhou Silver Elephant that day, the teacher was still there. When she asked about the story, I should have told the truth. But I still chose to lie because of my cowardice, and I deceived you again. "I used to tell myself that it was a little mistake I had made, that it was long gone, that if you just play well, you can make up for it. But every time I comfort myself in this way, I know better than anyone else that as long as I live in a lie, it will never pass. "After the final, I will surrender to the Football Association and the Youth Super League Organizing Committee and admit that I have gambled. But before that, I can only ask you to forget what you just heard. I'm very, very sorry for you, so let me take full responsibility alone. Fu Xinshu bowed deeply to everyone, and then stood up straight.　　The whole locker room was silent, and the players did not react to the story at all. Fu Xinshu in the story, is it really the captain they know and trust?　　He went to bet in order to make money, and he couldn't kick the game when he broke his leg, but he lied to them that the store had wronged him for stealing his mobile phone. As he himself said, the last time they had a fight after the game, Lin Wanxing asked about what happened back then, and that was almost the best chance for him to tell the truth.　　But he still didn't.　　The cold winter rain in Yuzhou seems to have fallen into this locker room all at once. Confusion and confusion plagued them, and the chat in the hospital's orthopedic clinic that day seemed to echo in their ears intermittently.　　It turned out that in that story, Wen Chengye not only showed the way, but also watched his teammates being beaten but did not stop it.　　And what about Fu Xinshu himself?　　They used to think that Fu Xinshu was good and hard-working, fair and kind in dealing with people, so they all obeyed him.　　But now, the basis of their trust is completely gone.　　They sympathized with Fu Xinshu's suffering, but in exchange for Fu Xinshu's deception.　　Qin Ao felt that he was really a big fool.　　Zhihui said: "It turns out that you and Wen Chengye are not good people. After a while, Qin Ao asked incredulously: "You are alone, take all the responsibility?" "It's a personal issue for me, it's not about the team." Fu Xinshu said.　　"What do you mean, it has nothing to do with us?" 　　"Calm down and listen to me. Before the start of the race, we signed a pledge. It is clearly written above that if a player has gambled, he will be disqualified from the competition. I've read all the notices on the Football Association's website about penalties, and if it's a player's personal behavior, the team doesn't know about it, and only the player is punished. However, if it involves the team's failure to report or cover-up and concealment, it will increase the punishment even with the team. So no matter what, it's best for you to know what I do. "Understood, let's pretend to be deaf and dumb?" Chen Jianghe said very coldly.　　"You can beat me and scold me, as long as you can get angry. But I don't need to get into trouble with this. When the game is over, I will say that even if the Football Association comes to investigate in the future, you can just say that you never know. "But we already know that." Wisdom will say.　　"So, what if you know, do you report me to the organizing committee now?" Fu Xinshu was suddenly a little emotional, and he said directly, "Those were all accidentally heard by Lin Lu, and I didn't plan to tell you before the game." The students fell silent. yes, what can they do?　　Although Fu Xinshu lied to them, it was an internal grudge. The real mistake of paying for the new book was to bet in violation of regulations two years ago. But do you want to make Fu Xinshu pay a terrible price for the difference in his thoughts? None of them can afford to report such a thing.　　Fu Xinshu continued: "If I can't play in the final, we will definitely lose. I'm not threatening you guys with the final, and the team shouldn't be held accountable for my personal mistakes. "So, we just have to pretend we don't know and wait for you to figure it out yourself?" 　　"That's right! Just like the teacher did. Fu Xinshu said with certainty.　　Hearing this, everyone fell silent and looked at Wen Chengye.　　They heard Lin Lu mention the incident of Wen Chengye admitting cheating and having an argument with Fu Xinshu just now.　　"Then you should have misunderstood her." Wen Chengye said.　　"For the sake of the team, she didn't report your cheating at school, and waited patiently for you to make your own choice, isn't that true?" 　　"Do you think she didn't report to the school because of the team?" Wen Chengye finally showed some disappointed looks. "She's not for the team, it's for me." Wen Chengye said.　　Fu Xinshu was stunned.　　At the other end of the video, Lin Wanxing is sitting in a taxi.　　She held her mobile phone, the screen was narrow, the mobile phone was hot, and she listened quietly to Wen Chengye's confession, which she had never had.　　"At first, like you, I thought she didn't report to the school because she had a handle to threaten me to play football obediently. But then, I thought it might be more than that. To her, I am the same as you. I know I'm a nuisance, but she wants to take care of me, and it's annoying for me to understand that. In the mobile phone video, Wen Chengye showed a little irritated expression. He rarely said such a long sentence, but he really couldn't hold it back.　　Wen Chengye: "She makes us think independently and decide for ourselves. I resisted every word she said, but I also knew that in the process of constantly resisting, I still fell for it. Because rebellion itself requires thinking, I abandon my instincts and start thinking about what is right and what is wrong, what I want and how to do it. This is where the tragedy begins. "At first, I thought that I wrote all the papers myself, so I didn't cheat in the future. But when she saw the transcript of the cheating application for studying abroad, she said that I actually hated myself like this. "You can think, it's really scary." Qi Liang said.　　The spring breeze was gentle and surging, and Qi Liang's words made Lin Wanxing laugh.　　Wen Chengye also sneered: "Then I thought, I really hate myself who is obedient like a dog." Why did I cheat and get good grades and then go abroad to study, in order to make my dad happy? It's really not what I want. While I don't know what the 'ideal self' looks like, I know exactly what the 'undesirable self' looks like. "So you called your dad before the game and confessed?" Qin Ao asked.　　Wen Chengye nodded.　　Qi Liang whistled and commented: "It's stupid but cool." "So you get it?" Wen Chengye looked at Fu Xinshu, "Only I know best how uncomfortable her cover-up makes me." I saw what I didn't want and made my choice. And you, pay for the new book, you shouldn't make the choice for us. Fu Xinshu looked extremely confused: "But your business is your business, and my business ......" 　　"Your business is our team's business." Qin Ao said with certainty.　　Although Fu Xinshu disagrees, since it is the team's business, everyone should make a decision together.　　"I don't want to report Lao Fu before the game, and I don't want to pretend I don't know." Yu Ming said the truest thoughts in his heart.　　It's a very strange feeling, the pros and cons are so obvious, it should be decided decisively.　　But deep down they seem to be pulled by something, so they don't want to pretend that nothing happened for the sake of the finals.　　"According to the rules of the tournament, I really didn't qualify. If you don't want to play with me, I can not play. Fu Xinshu still insisted.　　Chen Jianghe said: "It's not a question of whether we want to or not, but how to do it." "What's right and what's wrong? This is the stadium, the Football Association has rules, the organizing committee has rules, but why didn't the referee follow the rules in the last game? Fu Xinshu asked rhetorically.　　"You have a point. But if we don't report it, we feel like they're just like them. They play the 'rules game', should we do the same? Chen Jianghe asked rhetorically.　　"It's not a rules game!" Fu Xinshu looked at Wang Fa, almost asking for help, "Coach ......" 　　The taxi stopped at an intersection, the green light turned red, Lin Wanxing sat up straight, and she didn't know what kind of opinion Wang Fa would express.　　A moment later, a calm and peaceful voice came through the video: "Is that gang still committing crimes?" I mean that underground gambling gang that beat you up. Wang Fa asked.　　Fu Xinshu was stunned, he didn't expect the coach to ask this. But he almost immediately realized that the coach's primary concern was his safety, and he was immediately ashamed of his concealment: "It was smashed some time ago, and it was mentioned in the news. "That's good." Wang Fa paused and continued, "I hope you will take what I said as a reference, and I will always stand on the same side as your teachers and will not influence your choices.The mobile phone was held by Wang Fa, the camera was aimed at the student, and Lin Wanxing could only hear his voice filling the entire space.　　"In our country, all gambling bets are illegal except for lotteries. You should be clear that you are not only a student, but also a registered player. Recently, the wind direction of the Football Association has been to strictly investigate team gambling and match-fixing, and several Football Association officials have been arrested recently. If the issue of the new book is reported before the finals, although the final penalty decision will not be made immediately, he will inevitably be immediately banned from the finals. In addition, the organizing committee will also discuss whether our initial qualification is illegal, whether we should directly lose in the final or use the third place to fill the position, etc. If I were the head of the Football Association, considering a series of controversies, plus the fact that Fu Xinshu could not play the game, and the impact of the gambling scandal that broke out in the final, the safest plan would be to cancel the final. Wang Fa's voice is calm, his analysis is structured, and he unreservedly tells the students about the most likely outcome.　　"So what if we pretend not to know before the game and don't report it?" 　　"As long as Fu Xinshu admits to past violations, his individual results will be cancelled." 　　The students fell silent, and Fu Xinshu stopped talking.　　It was as if everyone was sitting in silence.　　The scorching sun, the bitter cold, running day and night, behind them is sweat all the way.　　At the moment of the final, the consequences of insisting on following the rules are too serious, and it seems that all they have to do is to forget about it for a while, play well, and wait for the final to end.　　"I'm sorry." Fu Xinshu almost pleaded, "We finally got here, I can not kick, but you don't have to, it's really not necessary." "Lao Fu though...... But it's not easy, we can't leave Lao Fu to play in the final. Zheng Feiyang relented a little.　　Lin Lu finally spoke: "Should I just pretend not to hear?" "But we've heard it." Zhihui still said so.　　"But we're going to play the final?" 　　"yes, we're going to play the final." 　　This is also an experience that Lin Wanxing has never had.　　Just now in the theater, the screen is wide, and the movie narrative is like the Ganges River in the universe. And now it is a small car interior space, the mobile phone screen is only the size of a palm, and the story in the visiting team locker room of Yongchuan Evergrande Stadium continues.　　As the game board was pushed out, there were several knocks outside the door.　　The students were shocked.　　Wang Fa put down his phone and went to open the door in person.　　"Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, you can go on the field to warm up." The staff came to inform.　　In the aisle, it seems that you can hear the sound of the nearby Yongchuan Evergrande home team locker room. It's noisy and lively.　　"Okay, thanks." Wang Fa responded politely, and then closed the door.　　Everyone knows that time does not allow them to discuss without limit.　　"Let's vote." Qin Ao stood up and said so.　　After the mobile phone was placed on the bench by Wang Fa, Lin Wanxing could only see the bright ceiling light.　　She knew that Wang Fa had a notebook with her, and it was the most convenient paper to take out now.　　Then the sound of tearing paper sounded, and everyone could get a small piece, and they could just put down their pen and leave a choice.　　The taxi continued to move forward, and the magnificent home of Yongchuan Evergrande loomed.　　It's a shabby but blazing away dressing room.　　It's a place that everyone can see on TV when they are young.　　Outside was the stadium of their dreams, and the stands were about to fill with spectators, thunderous applause and shouts.　　Since September last year, they have been running hard, working tirelessly, going through tough races, and defeating opponents who would never have been able to defeat before they finally got here.　　At one end of the scale, there is the coveted final field, and you can easily step on it by selecting "yes". The greenery is like a blanket and the sky is clear, and that is the result of their hard work.　　And the other side of the scale is just two years ago. Fu Xinshu made a very small mistake, and as long as they don't mention it, no one will know about it. The past is like the wind, why can't we let it pass?　　It's a very simple question, but when I write it, it's like a thousand words.　　Chen Jianghe remembered that on the day he met Lin Wanxing, at the Wuchuan Road Stadium, the intermediary said a lot. What he didn't tell Lin Wanxing was that he was really moved at that time, and he almost agreed.　　Qin Ao remembered the reason why he was a striker, purely because he felt good when he scored for the first time, and he liked the feeling of conquering the field.　　Lin Lu wants to remember the first day his grandfather sent him to play football, obviously to strengthen his body, and it seems that he has somehow come to this day. It's really rewarding to try to keep every ball.　　In Wen Chengye's world, football seems to be the only way for him to rebel against his parents. It's a place where he runs freely, he is completely free, he can do whatever he wants, that's his football.　　Qi Liang has always thought that he is very smart, as long as he wants to, he can do everything well. But football is different, he is thin and small, not so suitable for playing, but he is very unconvinced.　　Zheng Ren rarely expressed his opinions before, as long as everyone thought it was good, he could too. But this time, he knew it wouldn't work.　　When it was Zhihui's turn, he found that he didn't bring a calculation chip today, but it didn't matter, and it was the same if he turned a pencil.　　Zheng Feiyang wants to have a barbecue after returning home, and then continue to play football the next day.　　Feng Suo remembered Bao Xiaotian's smile, he originally wanted to confess after winning the championship. Now I feel that even if I can't get it, I can go.　　Yu Ming thinks it's good to play football with his brothers.　　"We're going to play football together again, right?" I don't know who asked this question.　　"Definitely." 　　Fu Xinshu seems to have returned to that bar.　　Electronic music and the smell of smoke were mixed, and he cried with the 800 yuan he had just received. When he walked out of the bathroom, he saw the uncle sitting in the booth smoking. Mars is the deepest temptation of the soul, he took the money and walked over.　　"Lao Fu." I don't know who spoke.　　"Never lie to yourself." 　　In the taxi, the car stereo was turned on very loudly, and it was a song related to summer.　　The car stopped, and Lin Wanxing checked out and got out of the car.　　With the open car door, the singing poured into the spring color around the stadium.　　In the away team's dressing room.　　One vote, another vote...... Every player here has made their solemn decision.　　When the final moment came, everyone was quietly watching the tactical board.　　There is a long curved road outside the stadium, and the entrance to the security lane is out of reach.　　Lin Wanxing began to run hard. She ran so fast that she wanted to catch up with the time.　　The spring breeze blows, the sideburns fly, the buildings cast a long black shadow, and at the end of the road ahead, there are clusters of bright lights.　　In the blazing locker room.　　Wang Fa stood up and looked at all his players.　　"Let's go." He said.

第129章 光明 　　这是何悠亭第一次来看足球赛。 　　球场比电视里看过还要宏伟壮阔， 不同分区的座椅颜色不同。站在高处眺望，仿佛一览众山。 　　球场喷灌系统在为草皮简单浇水。 　　阳光从体育场顶部落下，照射在不同角度的水雾上， 偶尔会形成几束亮丽彩虹， 点缀在绿茵场上。 　　体育场内来了很多年轻学生。除原本的永川恒大球迷外，永川市还组织了不少初高中学生，让他们现场观看这场青超联赛总决赛。 　　学生们身着统一校服，有些背后写着“永川中学”，有些则是“永川一中”。可无一例外，他们都是来为永川恒大青年队加油的。 　　永川恒大青年队的球员们已经热身结束， 部分主力球员重回休息室洗澡更换球衣。 　　对这场比赛的胜利，他们势在必得。 　　离比赛正式开场仅剩30分钟。 　　宏景八中的球员们，仍未现身赛场。 　　最先感到比赛出问题的人， 是蒋旬。 　　永川恒大俱乐部高层当然不可能坐在客队坐席， 他陪在何教授身边， 听对方讲一些和严医生有关的事。 　　按照赛程时间表，13：30将举行决赛开幕式。 　　届时将有简短的文艺表演和领导发言。 　　可蒋旬注意到， 不仅宏景八中球员们迟迟未出场热身，原本预定的领导讲话也未如期开始。 　　他看到熟悉的足协负责人被喊下布置好的主席台，实在忍不住，他拿出手机， 给王法拨了个电话。等候音响了很久，那头却无人接听。 　　陈伟明是当值主裁判。 　　他已经检查完毕场地，和边裁在球员通道列队，等待开幕式入场。 　　今天的球员通道格外安静。 　　他的左边裤袋里折叠着一张裁判宣誓发言， 每次发言都是同样内容严格遵守裁判纪律， 践行体育职业道德， 履行裁判职责。尊重客观，实事求是，一丝不苟，秉公裁判。 　　他能倒背如流，无需上场前再次复习。 　　永川恒大主队更衣室里。 　　青年队球员们更换好干爽的球衣，套上外套保暖，准备列队上场参加开幕式。 　　方苏伦回过头，见秦且初挂着耳机，没有抬头。 　　所有球员都格外严肃认真。 　　方苏伦很清楚，虽然嘴上不说，可他们比谁都重视这场决赛。 　　他们从小就是天之骄子，遭遇的决赛对手全是同级别的职业球员。 　　谁都喜欢弱者登顶、黑马逆袭的故事，可他们并不想成为传奇的垫脚石。 　　更何况，上次和宏景八中10敌11防守大战，对方主力未齐，踢得着实让人遗憾。 　　听说王法教练变阵后的宏景八中未尝一败。 　　就算将成为垫脚石，他们也要迎战传奇。 　　安检通道外，有人在等。 　　瘦而黝黑的两位前锋，是秦敖和陈江河。 　　曾经的中场有三人，智会和郑仁和付新书。后来文成业重新加入，与付新书交换位置，他们两人都白皙清秀，远远看去，很是醒目。 　　后卫从右到左，分别是林鹿、郑飞扬、付新书、祁亮、俞明。林鹿眼睛很大，郑飞扬元气满满，祁亮一头卷发总有惊人之语，俞明则是秦敖的小跟班。 　　门将是最高大魁梧的男生，名叫冯锁，他总能做出和身材完全不符的灵活扑救。 　　而站在他们最前方的人，叫王法。 　　他是非常厉害的教练，还有个和风很像的英文名，心情好时，总有很多奇思妙想。 　　他也是林晚星经过漫长路途，遥遥看到一眼，就再也移不开目光的人。 　　漫长的奔跑，耗尽林晚星最后一丝体力。 　　她强撑着身体，在王法跟前站定，总觉得需要保持下风度。可她刚要开口，却被有力的手臂一拉，用力拽入怀中。 　　浑身上下都脱力，眼前发黑，她只能完全闷在男人怀里。脸压着他柔软的卫衣布料，呼吸间有淡淡烟草和薄荷味。喉头有如刀割，胸腔却渐渐充盈。扣在她背上的手臂压得如此之紧，林晚星很清楚他又开始抽烟的原因。 　　她刚才那么害怕，下车后疯狂奔跑，只希望能赶上他们最终决定前到达。 　　可看到通道前等候的人时，她知道已经来不及了。 　　曾经种下种子，也无法得知树木的未来高度。 　　既心酸又骄傲，共同进退这种事，是只有笨蛋热血的少年人，才会做的选择。 　　“对不起、真的对不起……”她只会不断这样说，为曾经的不告而别和今日的不及而至。 　　“我就说她肯定哭。”秦敖有些得意地说。 　　“你还说老师会先冲进教练怀里，但明明是教练先抱的老师。”陈江河声音响起。 　　“是我忍不住了。” 　　胸腔共振，声音低沉，她听到王法这样说。 　　看台贵宾席上。 　　蒋旬比对方球员更早了解到组委会的最终决定，他第一反应是有人从中作梗。 　　向他透露消息的组委会官员很是意外，只说是对方球员上报自首，事实确凿。 　　蒋旬立刻起身，大脑飞速运转，是先去找宏景八中还是去足协运作。 　　而就在这时，一双温暖干燥的手拉住他。 　　蒋旬把刚才听到的消息一股脑说完。 　　何教授却感慨地笑了起来：“我又看不成球赛了？” 　　蒋旬头脑混乱极了。 　　最终的决赛，父亲的心血，一切的一切不能在此刻打乱。 　　“不一定，我现在就去解决问题。” 　　何教授拍了拍他的手，目光温柔极了：“如果老蒋在，你觉得他最想看到的是什么？” 　　金灿灿的冠军奖杯已摆放在球场正中，决赛明明即将开始。 　　蒋旬忽然犹豫了。 　　不知为何，在远处宏景八中的教练席上，他好像看到父亲站在那里，骄傲地叉着腰。 　　陈伟明被拍了拍肩膀。 　　回头时，他意外得到了那个消息。 　　践行体育职业道德，履行裁判职责。 　　默念的宣誓词被打断在这里。 　　陈伟明只觉得今天自己左边的裤袋，格外沉重。 　　主席台上，足协领导匆匆上台，向已经落座的市委观赛领导，通报了最新突发情况。 　　客队更衣室里，宣布结果的足协官员关门离开。 　　学生们对此没有太大意外。 　　大家都开始收拾东西。 　　林晚星也曾想过很多次，来到总决赛更衣室的场景。 　　或许乱扔的毛巾、满地的鞋，空气浑浊而灼热。 　　可这里却比以往都要干净整洁。 　　学生们已经收拾好背包和球衣，在做最后的收尾工作，他们或许本来也没拿出来几件。 　　林晚星坐在长凳上，看着战术板上的结果，怔愣而无言。 　　付新书在她身边坐下。 　　少年眼睛又红又肿，像哭了很久，但目光却格外清澈坚定。 　　“为什么？”林晚星转头问他，为什么在最后时刻，改变了自己的选择。 　　付新书看着白板，说：“老师，我想了很久，想很多人，也想到了你的老师。他是个很坏的人，可也其实很胆小懦弱，他喜欢你都不敢说出口，不过是只阴暗的老鼠。而我呢，我不一样，我忽然想看看太阳了。” 　　看台上，老师们得到消息。 　　他们通知学生，准备有序离场。 　　不解的主队球迷开始喊口号质问主办方。 　　同样的困惑与不解，也萦绕在永川恒大主队更衣室里。 　　永川恒大的球员们听了通知，一开始以为宏景八中有人赌球假赛被赛前查出。 　　可对手赌球都能一路闯入决赛，难道是只赌己方获胜？简直令其他球队颜面尽失。 　　然后他们发现，居然是宏景八中自己举报了自己？因为两年前的一次违规下注？ 　　一部分球员觉得他们的对手肯定脑子不正常。 　　都到这份上，为什么还要在赛前最后一刻自爆？ 　　还有什么事，能比和他们永川恒大踢决赛更重要？ 　　而另一部分球员则反应稍迟。 　　直到他们听到比赛可能直接判胜的消息时，才觉得自己脑子可能不正常了。 　　90分钟比赛加加时赛，踢起来要费半条命，天降冠军当然最好。可他们不仅没有松口气的，反而有些不爽。 　　“他们什么意思？”秦且初一把脱下队服外套，质问道。 　　客队更衣室，宏景八中的球员们背起背包，打开大门。 　　远处球员通道的尽头就是球场，明亮璀璨的天光从天而落。 　　在更远一些的地方，似乎正有人收拾正中摆放的奖杯。 　　付新书带着队员们，来到另一侧的主队更衣室门口。 　　轻敲了两下，门就被从内一把拽开。 　　门内是乱糟糟的永川恒大更衣室。 　　地上的球鞋，架上的毛巾，展开的绷带，穿好的护具，战术板上密密麻麻的线条，还有更换好全套装备的球员们。 　　一切的一切都在讲述永川恒大赛前的认真准备。 　　“你来干什么？”方苏伦愣了下，眯起眼，还是之前那副眼高于顶的模样。 　　“来说声对不起。”付新书认真地道。 　　“为什么？” 　　“是我们这里出了问题，得来说声抱歉……” 　　方苏伦却打断他：“我是问，为什么要说？” 　　付新书愣了下，歉疚地简单解释其中原委。 　　方苏伦和后面永川恒大球员听完后，却完全怔住了。 　　“你们疯了？”秦且初完全不能理解，“这种事只要你们不说，谁会知道？” 　　文成业抬起头，答：“我们自己。” 　　这句话让永川恒大更衣室陷入无与伦比的寂静。 　　招呼已经打过，大家也没有很熟。付新书对方苏伦告辞：“我们先走了，下次有机会再战吧。” 　　更衣室大门合拢。 　　永川恒大的球员们终于明白，他们的对手做了怎样的选择。 　　前方是漫长的通道，宏景八中的球员们，往黑暗的另一端走去。 　　过了一段时间，通道内响起幻觉般的开门声。 　　脚步声纷至沓来。 　　似乎有很多人。 　　“宏景八中！” 　　清亮的声音自后方远处响起。 　　昏暗而狭窄的球场通道内，被喊到的人都回过了头。 　　远处通道尽头，是一小块被明亮天光照透的足球场。 　　一枚黑白相间的足球向他们飞来。 　　秦且初喘着粗气，怒视他们。 　　人群中，方苏伦缓步走了过来，他回头看了眼自己的队员，又转头看向他们。 　　他说：“为什么等下次，这次就不错。宏景八中，听说你们很强，有没有兴趣跟我们踢场球？”
Chapter 129: Bright This is the first time He Youting has come to see a football match.　　The stadium is even bigger than what you have seen on TV, and the seats are of different colors depending on the section. Standing on a high place, you can look at the mountains at a glance.　　The stadium sprinkler system is simply watering the turf.　　Sunlight falls from the roof of the stadium and shines on the mist at different angles, occasionally forming a few bright rainbows that dot the green field.　　There were a lot of young students in the stadium. In addition to the original Yongchuan Evergrande fans, Yongchuan City also organized many middle and high school students to watch the Youth Super League finals on the spot.　　The students wore uniform uniforms, some with "Yongchuan Middle School" written on the back, and some "Yongchuan No. 1 Middle School". Without exception, they are all here to cheer for the Yongchuan Evergrande Youth Team.　　The players of the Yongchuan Evergrande youth team have finished their warm-up, and some of the main players have returned to the lounge to take a shower and change their jerseys.　　They are bound to win this game.　　There are only 30 minutes left before the official start of the game.　　The players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School have not yet appeared on the field.　　The first person to feel that there was a problem in the game was Jiang Xun.　　Of course, the senior management of Yongchuan Evergrande Club could not sit in the away team's seat, he stayed with Professor He and listened to the other party talk about something related to Dr. Yan.　　According to the schedule, the opening ceremony of the final will be held at 13:30.　　There will be a short theatrical performance and a speech by the leaders.　　But Jiang Xun noticed that not only did the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School delay their warm-up, but the originally scheduled leader's speech did not start as scheduled.　　He couldn't help it when he saw that the person in charge of the familiar Football Association was called off the rostrum, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed Wang Fa. I waited for a long time for the sound to speak, but no one answered on the other end.　　Chen Weiming is the referee on duty.　　He had already inspected the pitch and lined up with the linesman in the tunnel to wait for the opening ceremony.　　The tunnel was exceptionally quiet today.　　In his left trouser pocket, he folded a referee's oath to speak, and each speech was the same content, strictly abiding by referee discipline, practicing sports professional ethics, and performing referee duties. Respect objectivity, seek truth from facts, be meticulous, and judge impartially.　　He can memorize it backwards and doesn't need to go through it again before he goes on the pitch.　　Yongchuan Evergrande home team locker room.　　The youth team players changed into their crisp jerseys and jackets to keep warm, and prepared to line up for the opening ceremony.　　Fang Sulun turned his head and saw Qin Hechu hanging up his headphones without looking up.　　All the players are very serious.　　Fang Sulun knew very well that although they didn't say it, they attached more importance to this final than anyone else.　　They have been proud of the sky since they were children, and the final opponents they encountered were all professional players of the same level.　　Everyone likes the story of the weak reaching the top and the dark horse counterattacking, but they don't want to be a stepping stone to the legend.　　What's more, the last time I fought with Hongjing No. 8 Middle School 10 enemies and 11 defenders, the opponent's main force was not together, and it was really regrettable to play.　　I heard that after Coach Wang Fa changed the formation, Hongjing No. 8 Middle School did not taste a defeat.　　Even if they will be stepping stones, they will have to face the legend.　　Outside the security checkpoint, someone is waiting.　　The two thin and swarthy forwards are Qin Ao and Chen Jianghe.　　There used to be three people in the midfield, Zhihui and Zheng Renhe Fu Xinshu. Later, Wen Chengye rejoined and exchanged places with Fu Xinshu, both of them were fair-skinned and delicate, and they looked very eye-catching from a distance.　　The guards are from right to left, namely Lin Lu, Zheng Feiyang, Fu Xinshu, Qi Liang, and Yu Ming. Lin Lu's eyes are big, Zheng Feiyang is full of vitality, Qi Liang's curly hair is always amazing, and Yu Ming is Qin Ao's little follower.　　The goalkeeper is the tallest burly boy named Feng Suo, who can always make flexible saves that are completely out of line with his figure.　　And the one who stood at the forefront of them was called Wang Fa.　　He is a very good coach, and he has an English name that is very similar to the wind, and when he is in a good mood, he always has a lot of ideas.　　He is also the person who Lin Wanxing has seen from afar after a long journey, and he can no longer take his eyes off it.　　The long run exhausted Lin Wanxing's last trace of physical strength.　　She held her body strongly, standing still in front of Wang Fa, always feeling the need to maintain her demeanor. But just as she was about to speak, she was pulled by a strong arm and pulled into her arms.　　Her whole body was out of strength, her eyes were black, and she could only be completely suffocated in the man's arms. His face pressed against the soft fabric of his sweatshirt, and his breath smelled of tobacco and mint. The throat was like a knife, but the chest cavity was gradually filled. The arm clasped on her back was pressed so tightly that Lin Wanxing knew very well why he had started smoking again.　　She was so scared just now, she got out of the car and ran wildly, just hoping to catch up with them before they finally decided to arrive.　　But when she saw the people waiting in front of the passage, she knew it was too late.　　Once a seed was planted, it is impossible to know the future height of the tree.　　is both sad and proud, and this kind of thing to advance and retreat together is a choice that only stupid and enthusiastic young people will make.　　"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry......" she would just keep saying that, for the time when she didn't say goodbye and for what she didn't say goodbye to today.　　"I said she must be crying." Qin Ao said with some smugness.　　"You also said that the teacher would rush into the coach's arms first, but it was obviously the teacher who the coach hugged first." Chen Jianghe's voice sounded.　　"I can't help it." 　　Her chest resonated and her voice was low, and she heard Wang Fa say this.　　VIP seats in the stands.　　Jiang Xun learned about the final decision of the organizing committee earlier than the opposing players, and his first reaction was that someone was obstructing it.　　The official of the organizing committee who revealed the news to him was very surprised, and only said that the opposing player reported that he surrendered, and the facts were conclusive.　　Jiang Xun immediately got up, his brain was running rapidly, whether to go to Hongjing No. 8 Middle School or go to the Football Association to operate first.　　And at this moment, a pair of warm and dry hands grabbed him.　　Jiang Xun finished the news he had just heard.　　Professor He laughed with emotion: "I can't watch the ball game again? Jiang Xun's mind was extremely confused.　　The final final, my father's hard work, everything can't be disrupted at this moment.　　"Not necessarily, I'll fix the problem right now." 　　Professor He patted his hand, his gaze was very gentle: "If Lao Jiang is here, what do you think he wants to see the most?" The golden trophy has been placed in the middle of the court, and it is clear that the final is about to begin.　　Jiang Xun suddenly hesitated.　　For some reason, in the coach's seat of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School in the distance, he seemed to see his father standing there, proudly crossed his waist.　　Chen Weiming was tapped on the shoulder.　　When he turned back, he unexpectedly got the news.　　Practice sports professional ethics and perform referee duties.　　The silent oath is interrupted here.　　Chen Weiming only felt that his left trouser pocket was extremely heavy today.　　On the rostrum, the leaders of the Football Association hurriedly came to the stage and informed the leaders of the Municipal Party Committee who had already sat down to watch the game.　　In the away dressing room, Football Association officials who announced the results closed their doors and left.　　The students weren't too surprised by this.　　Everyone started packing up.　　Lin Wanxing has also thought about the scene of coming to the dressing room of the finals many times.　　Maybe the towels are littered, the shoes are all over the floor, the air is muddy and scorching.　　But it's cleaner than ever.　　The students had already packed their backpacks and jerseys and were putting the finishing touches on what they probably hadn't brought out in the first place.　　Lin Wanxing sat on the bench, looking at the results on the tactical board, stunned and speechless.　　Fu Xinshu sat down beside her.　　The young man's eyes were red and swollen, as if he had been crying for a long time, but his eyes were exceptionally clear and firm.　　"Why?" Lin Wanxing turned his head and asked him why he changed his choice at the last moment.　　Fu Xinshu looked at the whiteboard and said, "Teacher, I've thought about it for a long time, I think about many people, and I also think of your teacher." He's a very bad guy, but he's actually very timid and cowardly, he likes you and doesn't dare to say it, but he's just a shady mouse. As for me, I'm different, I suddenly want to see the sun. In the stands, the teachers got the news.　　They inform the students that they are ready to leave the venue in an orderly manner.　　Bewildered, the home fans began to shout slogans and question the organizers.　　The same confusion and incomprehension also lingered in the locker room of the home team of Yongchuan Evergrande.　　The players of Yongchuan Evergrande listened to the notice, and at first thought that someone in Hongjing No. 8 was found out before the game by betting on match-fixing.　　But the opponent can gamble all the way to the finals, is it only betting on his own side to win? It's a shame for the other teams.　　Then they found out that it was actually Hongjing No. 8 Middle School who reported themselves? Because of an illegal bet two years ago?　　Some players feel that their opponents must be in their right minds.　　It's all on this, why do you blow yourself up at the last minute before the game?　　What could be more important than playing the final against them Yongchuan Evergrande?　　While others were a little late.　　It wasn't until they heard the news that the game might be won directly that they felt that their brains might not be right.　　90 minutes of play plus extra time, it takes half a life to play, and the winner from heaven is of course the best. But not only did they not breathe a sigh of relief, but they were a little unhappy.　　"What do they mean?" Qin Jichu took off his team uniform jacket and asked.　　In the away team's locker room, the players of Hongjing No. 8 High School put on their backpacks and opened the door.　　At the end of the players' tunnel in the distance is the pitch, where the bright sky light sets.　　Farther away, someone seemed to be packing up the trophy in the center.　　Fu Xinshu led the players to the door of the home team's locker room on the other side.　　There was two taps, and the door was pulled open from the inside.　　Inside the door is the messy Yongchuan Evergrande locker room.　　Sneakers on the floor, towels on the racks, unfolded bandages, protective gear, dense lines on the tactical board, and players with full gear changed.　　Everything is about the serious preparations before the Yongchuan Heng competition.　　"What are you doing here?" Fang Sulun was stunned for a moment, squinting his eyes, still the same as before.　　"I'm sorry." Fu Xinshu is serious and authentic.　　"Why?" 　　"It's us who have a problem here, we have to say sorry......" 　　Fang Sulun interrupted him: "I'm asking, why do you say it?" Fu Xinshu was stunned for a moment, and briefly explained the reason apologetically.　　After Fang Sulun and the Yongchuan Evergrande players behind them listened, they were completely stunned.　　"Are you crazy?" Qin Jichu couldn't understand it at all, "As long as you don't say this kind of thing, who will know?" Wen Chengye raised his head and replied, "Ourselves." This sentence plunged the Yongchuan Evergrande locker room into an unparalleled silence.　　The greetings have already been made, and everyone is not very familiar. Fu Xinshu said goodbye to Su Lun: "Let's go first, let's fight again next time." The locker room door closes.　　The players of Yongchuan Evergrande finally understood what choice their opponents made.　　Ahead was a long passage, and the players of Hongjing No. 8 Middle School walked to the other side of the darkness.　　After a while, the hallucinatory sound of the door opening sounded in the passageway.　　Footsteps poured in.　　There seem to be a lot of them.　　"Hongjing No. 8 Middle School!" 　　A clear voice rang out from behind in the distance.　　In the dim and narrow passage of the court, those who were called out turned their heads.　　At the end of the passage in the distance is a small football field illuminated by bright skylight.　　A black and white soccer ball flew towards them.　　Qin Jichu gasped and glared at them.　　In the crowd, Fang Sulun walked over slowly, he looked back at his teammates, and then turned his head to look at them.　　He said, "Why wait for next time, this time is good." Hongjing No. 8 Middle School, I heard that you are very strong, are you interested in playing with us? ”

第130章 尾声 　　工作人员开始撤去奖杯。 　　球场露出本来的鲜绿草皮和中圈开球点。 　　看台上， 大部分学生都起身，准备排队离场。零食和饮料都已吃过，来球场春游一趟也完全不亏。 　　后面的女生们拍了拍前面人的肩膀， 让他捡起地上的小旗。 　　西南季风迫近漫长的海岸线， 这是带来春天的风。 　　两队球员们重新跑出通道，没有完整列队，显得都有些急迫。 　　宏景八中的少年抱出毛巾和水，往休息区一扔，立刻开始赛前热身。 　　永川恒大的球员们则全场飞奔，整理场地。 　　当值主裁判陈伟明带领团队往休息室走去， 两位身着不同队服的少年球员却突然拦住他们。 　　听到球员请求，两位边裁以为自己耳朵出问题，当下拒绝。 　　风吹过平原与山丘， 河流与湖泊。 　　少年脸上没有任何失望神色， 他们决心要在今天做这件事， 于是立刻转身，开始讨论新的人选。 　　看着少年的背影， 陈伟明伸出他放在左边裤袋的手。 　　“你们接下来有事吗？”他问其他两位裁判。 　　边裁露出不解神情：“本来是有的，现在不是……” 　　“那现在也可以有。”陈伟明说。 　　继续向东向南，春风翻越群山，层林一碧万顷。 　　看台贵宾室。 　　蒋旬接到场地使用询问电话， 先是有片刻震惊，随后毫不犹豫地说：“当然可以！” 　　主裁陈伟明将哨子套回脖中，看了看手表。 　　林晚星跟着王法，并肩坐在场边教练席上。 　　刚浇过水的整片球场湿润而美丽， 泥土与青草的鲜亮气息令人神清气爽。 　　双方球员在中圈附近站定。 　　付新书与方苏伦相对而立。 　　身后球场霎时静下， 已走下观礼台的领导， 也停下了脚步。 　　一枚银币抛向天空。 　　恣意春风横贯长空，吹过整片球场。 　　看台上，年轻的观赛学生敲响矿泉水瓶。 　　年长的市委领导询问身旁足协官员：“比赛不是取消了吗？” 　　足协官员尴尬地笑了，立刻打电话询问情况。 　　可未等回答，中年人却已经提步转身，重回到主席台上。 　　这是可容纳64000人的永川恒大俱乐部主场，在这里，即将展开一场并不为争夺冠军的决赛。 　　主场球迷展开战旗，擂动战鼓，整齐划一的口号，回旋在球场上空。 　　阳光穿透云层，洒下金色光芒。 　　西南季风继续吹向更广阔的内陆深处。 　　王法伸出手，指向远处看台。 　　林晚星仰起脸，午后阳光从头落下，老陈、蒋旬、体育组老师们，还有何教授……她听他一一说出他们大致坐的位置。 　　陈伟明咬住哨子，用尽全身力气吹响。 　　如果说，人类心灵是埋藏在泥土下的种子，思维根系蜿蜒有如迷宫。向下是潮湿丰润的土壤，可不知为何，总有力量冲破黑暗，向上生长。 　　王法说：“在我想成为教练的第一天，看过一本书。上面的第一句话告诉我，教练的职责是帮助赢得比赛，同时从生理、心理和社会层面培养运动员。” 　　“漫长的职业生涯，他人价值观不断影响，让我几乎忘记重要的东西是什么。但现在，有两件事我很确定。” 　　绿茵场上，足球如离弦之箭，飞向前场。 　　“第一，如果有什么东西比胜利更重要，那一定是挑战的勇气。” 　　林晚星转过头，等待他的“第二”。 　　王法目光清透，却没有说话。 　　一件东西，被塞到她手里。 　　低头，一只可爱的叠纸青蛙，正坐在她掌心。 　　练习簿纸的蓝色条纹，阳光下熠熠生辉。 　　在教学生们写下人生心愿时，林晚星记得自己曾经折过一只，放在王法手边。 　　一下又一下，回忆叠起时的纹路，她不可置信地将之轻轻展开。 　　里面是密密麻麻的心愿清单。 　　打小舅舅一顿、率队拿世界杯冠军…… 　　她当时告诉学生们，让他们一一划去心愿，看看自己对这世界千千万万的美好憧憬中，最想要的是什么。 　　林晚星仔细辨认，发现王法写得如此仔细认真，那些心中所想，也最终被他一条条划去。 　　只留下一句。 　　因为实在写了太久，所以字迹已然模糊，可那句话里的每一道笔触，却如此清晰刻入林晚星的脑海。 　　像被人在心口狠狠开了一枪，再炽热不过的爱意淋了她满身。 　　桃花盛开，粉樱绽放。 　　我全部人生所有愿景，都敌不过这句话。 　　想和小林老师在一起。 　　《完结》
Chapter 130: Epilogue The staff began to remove the trophies.　　The course reveals its original bright green turf and centre circle tee.　　In the stands, most of the students got up and prepared to line up to leave. Snacks and drinks have been eaten, and a trip to the stadium is not a loss at all.　　The girls in the back patted the person in front of them on the shoulder and asked him to pick up the small flag on the ground.　　The southwest monsoon approaches the long coastline, which is the wind that brings spring.　　The players of both teams ran out of the tunnel again, not fully lined up, and both seemed a little urgent.　　The teenager from Hongjing No. 8 Middle School took out a towel and water, threw it into the rest area, and immediately began to warm up before the game.　　The players of Yongchuan Evergrande rushed all over the field and tidied up the field.　　The referee on duty, Chen Weiming, led the team to the lounge, but two young players wearing different team uniforms suddenly stopped them.　　Hearing the player's request, the two linesmen thought they had a problem with their ears and immediately refused.　　The wind blows through plains and hills, rivers and lakes.　　There was no disappointment on the boy's face, and they were determined to do it today, so they immediately turned around and began to discuss a new candidate.　　Looking at the young man's back, Chen Weiming stretched out his hand that he placed in his left trouser pocket.　　"What's next for you?" He asked the other two referees.　　The linesman showed a puzzled expression: "It was originally there, but now it's not ......" 　　"Then you can have it now." Chen Weiming said.　　Continuing to the east and south, the spring breeze climbs over the mountains, and the forests are vast expanse.　　Grandstand VIP room.　　Jiang Xun received a call to inquire about the use of the venue, first was shocked for a moment, and then said without hesitation: "Of course!" Referee Chen Weiming put the whistle back into his neck and looked at his watch.　　Lin Wanxing followed Wang Fa and sat side by side on the coach's bench.　　The freshly watered course is moist and beautiful, and the bright scent of the earth and grass is refreshing.　　Players from both sides take a stand near the center circle.　　Fu Xinshu and Fang Sulun stood opposite each other.　　The stadium behind him fell silent for a moment, and the leader who had stepped down from the viewing platform also stopped.　　A silver coin was tossed into the sky.　　The unbridled spring breeze swept across the sky and across the entire stadium.　　In the stands, young spectators bang on mineral water bottles.　　The elder leader of the municipal party committee asked the official of the Football Association next to him: "Isn't the game canceled?" The Football Association official smiled awkwardly and immediately called to inquire about the situation.　　But before he could answer, the middle-aged man had already turned around and returned to the rostrum.　　This is the home of the 64,000-seat Yongchuan Evergrande Club, where a final is about to be played in a championship contest.　　The home fans unfurled their battle flags, beat war drums, and unanimous slogans, and swirled over the stadium.　　The sun pierces the clouds and casts a golden glow.　　The southwest monsoon continues to blow deeper inland.　　Wang Fa stretched out his hand and pointed to the stands in the distance.　　Lin Wanxing raised her face, the afternoon sun fell from her head, Lao Chen, Jiang Xun, the teachers of the physical education group, and Professor He...... She listened to him tell them roughly where they were sitting.　　Chen Weiming bit the whistle and blew it with all his strength.　　If the human mind is a seed buried under the soil, the roots of the mind are like a labyrinth. Downwards is moist and rich soil, but for some reason, there is always the strength to break through the darkness and grow upwards.　　Wang Fa said: "On the first day I wanted to become a coach, I read a book. The first sentence above tells me that a coach's role is to help win games while developing athletes on a physical, mental, and social level. "With a long career and the constant influence of other people's values, I almost forgot what was important. But now, there are two things I'm sure of. On the green field, the football flew forward like an arrow from the string.　　"First, if there is anything more important than victory, it must be the courage to challenge." 　　Lin Wanxing turned his head and waited for his "second".　　Wang Fa's eyes were clear, but he didn't speak.　　An object, stuffed into her hand.　　Looking down, a cute paper-stacking frog is sitting in the palm of her hand.　　The blue streaks of the exercise book paper, shining in the sun.　　When teaching the students to write down their life wishes, Lin Wanxing remembered that she once folded one and put it in Wang Fa's hand.　　Again and again, the lines of the memories were stacked, and she gently unfolded them in disbelief.　　Inside is a dense bucket list.　　beat my uncle and led the team to win the World Cup...... 　　She told the students to check their wishes one by one and see what they wanted most of the thousands of beautiful visions of the world.　　Lin Wanxing carefully identified it and found that Wang Fa wrote so carefully and seriously, and those thoughts in his heart were finally crossed out by him one by one.　　Only one sentence remains.　　Because he had written it for too long, the handwriting was blurred, but every stroke in that sentence was so clearly engraved into Lin Wanxing's mind.　　It was like someone had shot her in the heart, and the love that couldn't have been hotter poured all over her body.　　Peach blossoms are in full bloom and pink cherry blossoms are blooming.　　All my visions in life are no match for this sentence.　　I want to be with Mr. Kobayashi.　　"The End"

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