Chapter 2001 The Retirement Ceremony of Dongchuan Middle School

Xiong Jiahui stood among his teammates and looked at the twenty or so people opposite them with envious eyes.

Among the twenty or so people, there are five people standing in the front C position.

They are the focus of all eyes.

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

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

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

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

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

Many of them got the news in advance and came here on a special trip.

Because this scene has a very special meaning.

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

"It's great. This year, five people from Dongchuan Middle School were selected by professional clubs, which is a record!"

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

"If it weren't for the fact that three of them have excellent academic performance, if they want to go on to college, they would still be able to set a bigger record..." Someone next to him sighed, "Sending eight people to a professional team at a time is a national record!"

"Haha! It doesn't matter, it's great now!" The middle-aged man didn't feel regretful, "We value quality over quantity. Among the five people this time, there must be one who will enter the national team in the future!"

"You mean Huang Changyu?" The person next to him simply chatted with the uncle, "He is already a player of the U19 National Youth Team."

"Yes, yes. This kid is amazing. Dongchuan Middle School can reach the finals of the national competition this year, thanks to his performance in the midfield. He can pass the ball and score goals, and his physical fitness is also good. I feel that if he goes to a professional team, he can do it. No need to get used to…”

"If you go to Flash Star, you really don't have to get used to it. Zhao Kangming is also very optimistic about him. Oh, how many years have passed, and Dongchuan Middle School has finally produced another super genius! It's a pity that we still failed to help Dongchuan Middle School win the national competition The champion... Now the national championship was won by Hu Lai for us..."

"It's definitely incomparable. At that time, we were the golden generation of Dongchuan Middle School. Besides Hu Lai and Xia Xiaoyu, how amazing! Why can't Huang Changyu compare with Hu Lai and Xia Xiaoyu? I think he can be selected in the future The national team, even if it is the greatest success..."

"Haha, it's true, it's true. Comparing with Holly, it's hard to find..."

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

It's like an old farmer who has worked hard for a year looking at his harvested rice fields.

The rice was bent over by the golden ears of rice, hanging down, swaying gently in the wind.

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"Huang Changyu, on behalf of the players who have left the team, let me say a few words to everyone."

Li Ziqiang who stood aside said.

Huang Changyu stood up from the crowd and said loudly:

"I am very grateful for the three years of struggle with everyone. I also thank me for choosing Dongchuan Middle School. I thank the coaches for their meticulous guidance and care...Dongchuan Middle School is a school with a good football tradition. On the road, no matter whether it is in a professional team, in a university or in society, I will always remember that I am a member of the Dongchuan Middle School football team, and I will never embarrass the Dongchuan Middle School football team, and I will not give Hu Lai, Luo Kai, Xia Xiaoyu such Disgraceful senior!"

After pausing here, Huang Changyu continued:

"Although we have tried our best in this national competition, it is a pity that we did not win the national championship. As the captain, I still feel very sorry for everyone's trust... But I hope that everyone can take this as the goal and motivation to continue to strive. I believe that the football team of Dongchuan Middle School will one day stand on the championship podium of the national competition! Thank you, thank you, being able to play football with you is the most precious asset of our three years of high school!"

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

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

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

From Li Ziqiang down, all the coaches of the coaching team accepted it calmly.

The onlookers in the stands applauded one after another.

"Okay! The future is bright!"

"Come on, Huang Changyu!"

"Come on! Dongchuan Middle School!"

"We all have to work hard!"

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

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

Something was brewing in his chest, which made him take a deep breath, and his nostrils became much bigger.

I hope that on the day I leave the team, there will be so many people cheering for me!

Hope I can make them proud of me too!

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

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Still that office.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Director Li, it's been more than four years. Four years ago, you told us that letting players know how to win is more important than winning. During these four years, you have been practicing your own football philosophy. From here on It can also be clearly seen in the 2nd National Competition that Dongchuan Middle School's football is unique and has distinctive characteristics. Congratulations, you have achieved success!"

Faced with Lin Xueyi's praise and compliments, Li Ziqiang shook his head: "It's not enough, at least, we didn't win the national championship. It would be even better and more convincing if we won the championship..."

"It's actually pretty good. Although it didn't win the championship, Dongchuan Middle School has sent excellent seedlings to Xingxing for three consecutive years. Rong Yi, who was selected by Xingxing the year before last, has already played in Xingxing's first team. The players from the Dongchuan Middle School football team are always the fastest to integrate into professional teams, and I think this is enough to show that the football philosophy you insisted on at the beginning was correct."

"The main credit is still Lao Hu's." Li Ziqiang said with a smile. "Rong Yi was cultivated by him."

"But Huang Changyu is not..." Lin Xueyi said.

"Although Huang Changyu did not graduate from Nancheng Elementary School, he has benefited from the football concept that Lao Hu insisted on promoting. Driven by him, the entire Dongchuan youth football training thinking has now changed. If this is not the case, Huang Changyu may not be able to play. If he comes out, he may be buried for at least three years in junior high school."

Lin Xueyi followed this topic and asked: "So Dongchuan Middle School established the junior high school three years ago, did it have this consideration? The purpose is to open up the youth training system from elementary school to high school in Dongchuan City?"

Li Ziqiang nodded: "Yes, although it is not the whole reason, it is indeed a very important factor. Our old principal believes that in order to maintain the competitiveness of the Dongchuan Middle School football team in Andong Province and the whole country, the junior high school is very important. It's important. Otherwise, the sapling that Lao Hu worked so hard to cultivate in elementary school will be ruined in the third year of junior high school, and it won't reach me at all."

Lin Xueyi smiled: "The old principal Zhai really broke his heart for Dongchuan football! Just now at the retirement ceremony, our photographer still took pictures of him in the stands."

Li Ziqiang also laughed: "He often comes to the team's training and games. Now that he is retired, he has more time. This is like his second home."

"The old headmaster looks very strong physically, and his spirit is also very good..."

"He said it himself, as long as he is allowed to watch football, he will be invincible. Football is his rejuvenating medicine..."

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The final interview ended in a peaceful and relaxed atmosphere.

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

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

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

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

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

While filming, he criticized: "... a middle school hangs the names of graduates from ten years ago on its gate all day long, trying to make marketing efforts every day. It's all about fighting for fame and fortune. How can it be possible to do well in football? ?”

Then I sent it to the short video platform.

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

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

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

Until two days later, this video was discovered by a certain fan, and it was forwarded to the whole network for criticism just like a treasure.

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

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

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

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

Do you think it's bragging?

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

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

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

Dongchuan Middle School came out of the circle so inexplicably. Even people who didn't watch or understand football knew the name and deeds of "Dongchuan Middle School" frequently from various channels during that time.

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

Someone wants to ask, why are other football model high schools not as "show off" as Dongchuan Middle School?

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

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

As the old principal who single-handedly restored the school's glorious tradition, what's wrong with showing off?

Hanging banners in front of the door has become a symbol and tradition of Dongchuan Middle School.

Lin Xueyi suddenly said, "Should I add another empty mirror to the gate?"

"Huh? Make it up again? Didn't we shoot it when we came?" The photographer was surprised.

Lin Xueyi pointed to the sky behind the school gate, where there was still the afterglow of the setting sun, and the sky was full of sunset: "I think this scene is very beautiful~lightnovelpub.net~It is suitable for the last scene at the end of our documentary."

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

There was a wind blowing, and the banners rattled.

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

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PS, I made a mistake in setting the automatic update of a single chapter yesterday, and set it to a fee, which has already been covered by the content of the third chapter, so today I will update it from the fourth chapter.

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

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

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

In short, I will try to maintain this update rhythm.

(end of this chapter)