When Lu Yin was young

"Friends from the audience, friends from the fans, the second round of the 2010 South Africa World Cup Asian qualifier play-offs has officially started. The first kick-off is our Chinese men's national football team. They are wearing white jerseys and white shorts. Attack from the right side to the left..." Chang Yunxiang's passionate voice came from the TV.

While watching the TV, Xu He turned to look at his father.

Xu He frowned slightly. He had never seen his father so nervous like today, as if he was the one playing football on the court.

Xu Tie leaned tightly on the back of the sofa chair, his eyes were fixed on the TV screen, he didn't even feel the frequent glances from his son beside him, and he didn't even feel that his left hand was squeezing hard. his left leg...

Xu He just stared at his father so closely.

Suddenly, the voice of the commentator on the TV became louder: "The opportunity belongs to the Chinese men's football team. Zuo Junmin from the wing made a pass, and Fiji in the center beat Saudi Arabia's No. 5 central defender Harbiusa Ma, head the goal!"

In front of the TV, Xu Tie suddenly leaned forward, his eyes fixed on the TV screen.

With a snap, the football was saved from the baseline by Saudi Arabian goalkeeper Mubarak Zayed.

With a bang, Xu Tie slapped his palm on the sofa and made a muffled sound.

Xu He was taken aback.

Fortunately, it was shot on the sofa. If it was shot on the stone coffee table in front of him, Xu Tie's hand might be destroyed!
Xu He was very worried about Xu Tie.

Xu Tie still didn't realize it, he was still staring at the TV screen with piercing eyes.

"It's a pity that this striker from Yunhai Athletic almost broke the goal of Saudi Arabia. It was a pity!" Huang Lu was also very sorry, and even felt like her heart was bleeding.

As time went by, the competition became more and more intense, and the two became more and more involved in watching it.

Xu He gradually got involved, wishing he could rush into the TV and play football for them.Perform a super one-stop, and then send football to the goal of Saudi Arabia, and send the Chinese men's football team to the 2010 World Cup in South Africa.Then a super dive and kneeling, enjoying the cheers from 5 people at the scene, he will become the hero in the hearts of the people of China...

What would it be like to be called by 5 people collectively?

Xu He's eyes flickered and he murmured.

"It's a feeling that makes people's blood rush, and makes all the passion go straight to the head. It's a feeling of all the glory gathered in you, a feeling of incomparable pride. Which one can make you fly, float, The feeling of going straight to the sky..."

Suddenly, Xu Tie's voice rang in Xu He's ears.Xu He was shocked, and immediately turned his head to look at his father, only to see a happy smile and a trace of bitterness on the face of his father Xu Tie, as well as a trace of...remembrance?

Xu He was too young to understand the complicated expression on his father's face.But he knew one thing, his father should be very happy at this time.

Xu Tie noticed that Xu He was looking at him. He gently stroked Xu He's head and said, "This also means a responsibility, a responsibility that is heavier than Mount Tai!"

Xu He looked at his father in confusion, he didn't quite understand.

Xu Tie smiled slightly and said, "Watch the game carefully, the game has entered a critical moment."

Xu He nodded blankly, then turned to look at the TV.

Unknowingly, the game has reached the most critical moment.

"The game between the two sides has come to the No.608 minute of the game. The score between the two sides is still zero to zero. Neither scored nor took the lead. The two sides are still on the same starting line. But at this time, the more The more dangerous this is, because one goal can determine the outcome of the game, and no one knows who will score the next goal?" Chang Yunxiang was very nervous, and his voice trembled a little.

"Opportunity, opportunity for the Huaxia men's football team. The captain Ji Zhi in the middle sent a precise through ball, and Fiji in the frontcourt was single-handedly, a single-handed opportunity. Can he score? Can he send our Chinese men's football team to the World Cup? Fiji shot..." Chang Yunxiang shouted, his voice was almost torn at the end.

"Oh, what a pity! Fiji paid too much attention to exerting force, so he directly hit the ball and fired an anti-aircraft gun!" Huang Lu said bitterly.

"This is the best opportunity for both sides in this game. It's a pity that our striker didn't seize the opportunity. It's a pity. It's a pity. I don't know if our Huaxia men's football team will have such an opportunity in the next game? After all, this There are not many opportunities for both sides in this game, this opportunity is wasted... a bit fatal..." Chang Yunxiang's voice was full of tears.

Xu Tie's left hand almost pinched his left leg.

"Time is running out, there are still 15 minutes left, and there are not many opportunities left for the Huaxia Men's Football Team! Alas...what's going on? Why did Johnnie To on the back line miss someone at this time? It's dangerous...Nars Shamri succeeded in the anti-offside, detected a leak in the penalty area, and broke through the goal of the Chinese men's football team with a low shot. It was 75 to [-], and we were behind! We were behind in the [-]th minute of the game. Already!" Hearing Chang Yunxiang's voice, he seemed to have burst into tears.

Silence, deathly silence!

A large stadium with 5 people gathered on the TV was silent at this moment, it was dead silent!

Even the dead silence affected Xu He's home.

Xu He obviously felt that the temperature in the living room was several degrees lower, and he also realized the silence that stopped the two of them, dead silence!
This feeling was so uncomfortable that he could barely breathe.

But he couldn't breathe, he was afraid of affecting his father.

Xu He turned his head, his eyes were fixed on his father's face, and at some point, it was covered with hot tears.

In Xu He's memory, he had never seen his father cry.

However, today he saw it.

Xu He felt that something stabbed his heart hard, and his whole heart was broken.

The voice of the commentator on the TV was already sobbing: "We still have time, we still have 10 minutes, and the gap between the two goals is actually not that big. We only need two goals, and we can get into the 2010 South Africa The opportunity for the World Cup, boys of the Huaxia Men's Football Team, come on, we still have a chance..."

Time is passing by mercilessly, and the hearts of Huaxia fans are breaking!

"We still have a chance! But there is not much time left for the Huaxia Men's Football Team. Come on, players of the Huaxia Men's Football Team...Gao Peng, Gao Peng, who just played in the second half, has a chance to score with a header..." Chang Yun Xiang growled loudly.

Xu Tie murmured: "Go... Did you go in?"

"Oh, what a pity, the football missed the goal a little bit, and we were only ten centimeters away from the goal! What a pity, what a pity..." Huang Lu was so nervous that she was almost speechless.

"It's gone! The game has entered stoppage time, we only have 3 minutes, but we still need two goals, this is impossible, this is impossible, our Chinese men's football team has no chance..." Chang Yun Xiang was a little disheartened, and his throat was almost dry.

"The goal was scored! In the 91st minute, Hariri Saad scored a game-killing goal in Saudi Arabia. It was 2010-[-]. Our Chinese men's football team is over! They lost the chance to qualify for the [-] World Cup in South Africa. Years of waiting came to naught again, this time we fell before the finish line..." Bitterness, Chang Yunxiang's words were full of bitterness.

Oh oh oh!
Suddenly, there was a sound of whimpering and crying from the TV.Countless men in their 40s and [-]s were crying like a three-year-old child...

Beijing, don't believe in tears!

Football, do not believe in tears!

With a mournful face, Xu He turned his head to look at his father, and suddenly he became even more sad.Because I don't know when, his father Xu Tie also cried into tears, and the hot tears washed his masculine face, which was especially sad.

Xu He felt that he had never felt so uncomfortable!
On the TV, Chang Yunxiang's voice had changed from choking and crying to accusations. He used his hoarse voice and the last trace of blood in his body to growl: "Why is Chinese football in this way? It's not as good as it is in one year." One year, one session is not as good as one session, others are at most standing still, but we are falling off a cliff, why is this? I can't help but ask, why is this?"

Chang Yunxiang paused for a moment, then continued: "Really, it's really not worth it! I feel worthless and pity for those team members who are passionate and willing to serve the country but have nowhere to go. The fans who stay up late to support Huaxia football feel worthless, because your efforts are worthless!"

Chang Yunxiang said loudly: "Football has never belonged to us; Chinese football has never belonged to us either!"

pat!

The TV suddenly turned off.

Xu He turned his head to look at Xu Tie. At some point, Xu Tie had stood up, but tears still hung in his eyes.

Seeing his father like this, Xu He felt very painful in his heart, an unprecedented pain.

The pain of the Huaxia men's football team just being eliminated from the World Cup is not comparable to this pain.

Is there any way to keep my father from crying?
Xu He suddenly stood up like a man, standing tall and straight in front of Xu Tie, staring at Xu Tie's with piercing eyes, and said loudly: "When I grow up, I must join National football team, enter the World Cup! I promise you!"

Xu Tieru was struck by lightning, his body trembled, and he froze.

He was shocked by Xu He's firm eyes, which were too firm, as firm as a rock.

Hearing Xu He's words, Xu Tie had mixed emotions in his heart, but a smile crawled onto his cheeks.

After self-digesting, Xu Tie raised his hand to wipe the teardrops on his face, stretched out his right hand, and pulled Xu He tightly into his arms.

At this moment, even if he had to give up the whole world, he felt it was worth it.

The two father and son hug each other tenderly, showing the warm and sunny moments.

But Tang Qian in the bedroom was very angry when she heard Xu He's words. What's the future of playing football?She really wanted to rush out of the room immediately, teach Xu He a lesson, and get rid of his unrealistic bad idea.But somehow, she held back.

Maybe she doesn't want to break the tender moment between father and son!

Tang Qian leaned against the door, looked up at the sky, and said in her heart: "Little He'er, when will you be able to appreciate mother's hard work!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the living room.

Xu Tie stared into Xu He's eyes, and said: "If you are smart enough, you'd better listen to your mother, don't go on the road of football, and put your mind on studying, that's your way out, your future!"

Xu He raised his head and stared at his father Xu Tie in confusion, but Xu Tie's eyes fell to the dark sky outside the window.

Tang Qian behind the bedroom door smiled sweetly when she heard these words.