Hunter and Hussar

Chapter 63 "The game is not over yet!"

"Jiangyuan foreign school team scored a goal, the goal scorer No. 23 Pu Yun. The game is not over yet! It's not over yet!"

Yue Yin's voice was choked with desolation, she forgot to report the score.But Pu Yun, who undressed and celebrated, forgot about his fatigue, and ran wildly on our court, raising his hands high.Substitutes from other schools rushed onto the field with carnival and surrounded him, and even the coach ran on the track.There is also a small vest under Pu Yun's jersey, which has long been soaked in sweat. There seems to be something written on his chest, which is in a foreign language, and he can't read clearly or understand it.The whole world was extremely blurred, trembling violently under the sun.

Rather than anger or remorse, it would be better to say overwhelmed.A goal in the final moments of the semifinals slammed the white horse flying into the sky to the ground.

Is there still time?Maybe 2 more minutes?No bar, but there is still 1 minute.After a very, very short pause, the captain picked up the ball in the net and we all went back to our positions.Yuan Yikong ran to the referee, he must be reminding him that the celebrations of other schools have delayed a lot of game time, and they need to make up for it.The referee nodded, and Pu Yun, who yearned to wear a jersey, showed a yellow card.

Almost everyone stood near the center line, and the desperate ones became us.I dare not wish for time to pass any faster.

Kuang Hao kicked off the ball in the middle circle. Except for me and Mi Le who was dragged to catch the ball in our own half, everyone rushed towards the penalty area of ​​the other school as if holding explosives.Mi Le's footwork is good, and he is the shortest. The captain arranged for him to stay in the half court and hit the high ball, so that the taller Yuan Yikong and He Mingming pressed forward and competed for the header.

Mi Le, who received the ball, sent a long pass before Pu Yun rushed up to press and interfere.The ball carried the remaining fighting spirit and hope in the haste and panic and flew to the penalty area of ​​the other school.The distance was still a bit far, and it began to fall outside the restricted area.Liu Chi took the lead, rushed to the landing point and knocked it down.Yin Rirong got it.

not good!

Standing outside the restricted area of ​​my side, I was shocked. Everyone was still in the half of the other school, but at the last moment, Yin Rirong still had the physical strength to counterattack quickly with the ball like an arrow off the string.Our players, who were exhausted, had difficulty returning to defense, and only Yan Xi could barely keep up with him.Apart from me, there was only Mi Le, the last solitary barrier in front of No. 23 Middle School's goal.He was dragged by Pu Yun who was left in his own half, and he could neither immediately go up nor retreat.In the one-on-two defense, Miller is constantly adjusting his position. He wants to cut off the connection between No. 33 and No. 33 from another school, and at the same time prevent No. [-] from stabbing me.

After crossing the center line, Yan Xi gradually caught up with Yin Rirong from behind.As a last resort, he pushed Yin Rirong from behind while running at high speed, trying to block the chance of the other school killing us by making a foul.Yin Rirong, who was pushed, staggered and sent a through ball to the ground before falling to the ground.The ball will pass in front of Mi Le and Pu Yun will comfortably catch it.So, the scene where Mi Le singled out the goalkeeper a few minutes ago was copied by Pu Yun.After the goal, Pu Yun was completely ignited, his spirit seemed to shake off his heavy body, and broke into our penalty area with incredible pace.

It was a real one-on-one between the two of us.As long as this goal is scored, we will lose completely.As long as we can keep it down, we can still live, and if we live for a few more tens of seconds, maybe there is one last chance to attack, and maybe we can continue to live.

Facing Pu Yun's one-handed ball, I rushed forward without thinking about my own safety, and I must have yelled.I saw his face, expressionless, I don't know if it was tired or too excited.In short, he chose a lob shot, probably because his physical fitness is no longer enough to support him past me and push the empty goal.Pu Yun, who finished the shot, also fell on the turf.This time he didn't stand up immediately.The raid just now used up the last drop of fuel in his fuel tank.

The ball was lightly touched between my right hands in the air, and the speed dropped slightly, but it still passed me and bounced slowly towards the goal.

Is it over?

Not only did we not make it to the final, we lost the game at home.Defeat seemed certain with the movement of the ball toward goal.I get up from the grass uncoordinatedly, but the ball is about to cross the line.Can't catch up, like can't catch up with all the irreparable things.

It's not that moment yet.

It was almost an instinctive reaction to see Miller flying sideways towards the goal against the turf. I believe we are not really dead yet.While I was facing Pu Yun, Mi Le, who returned to defense at high speed, had already rushed to the goal. At the critical moment, he fished the ball out with his feet.However, he paid the price. When he controlled the ball and confirmed that Pu Yun could no longer come up to press, I saw him kicking his left leg, gritting his teeth and patting the turf desperately to relieve the pain.Cramps, or strains.The rescue action at the goal line was too big, he stretched his thin body to the extreme, he must have been injured somewhere.The game is still going on and everyone is waiting.I dribbled the ball out of the penalty area and handed it to Yan Xi who returned to his own half.The latter sent a long pass, I confirmed that the captain had received the ball, turned around and ran towards the goal.

"Ke Peiwei, what are you doing? Come on, let me go! Don't fuck me!"

Mi Le, who was still lying on the ground and twitching, almost yelled at me angrily. There was also a wave of calls and agitations from the bench and stands. It was simple and quick, and everyone could hear it clearly: up, up, up!Fight them!At the last moment of the game, everyone has to rush to attack, including the goalkeeper of course.On the left flank, the captain creates a well-placed set-piece.Last chance.The referee gave Yan Xi a yellow card, and Liu Chi continued to chatter, constantly pointing his fingers at his wrist, reminding the enforcers that the game time had run out.I rushed to the crowd in the front court and heard what the referee said to him clearly: Go back to your position, the referee knows very well when the game will end.

The captain raised his right hand high in front of the ball. I couldn't see his face under the sun, and I didn't know whether Mi Le stood up behind him.He didn't come among the crowds waiting to play offense and defense.I can't go back.The referee's whistle blew.The ball came from the air, passed and shot, and flew towards the goal.The goalkeeper from the other school attacked and hit the ball with his fist.I subconsciously stepped back and the ball landed just within my control.

Maybe it can be shot.The defenders are already coming in my direction.Maybe, in that moment I chose to shoot, I would really be a hero.

But I didn't shoot, I scrunched the ball up and slung it lightly towards the far post, as if instinctively expecting and believing that a real hero would emerge there.

A white figure.He shook off the defender and jumped towards the goal. The goalkeeper from the other school hadn't fully returned to his position.With just a little tap of the head to send the ball into the goal range, we can celebrate as much as Pu Yun did before on the sunny court.

The ball brushed between the post and his body.Yan Xi, who took off, seemed to be stiff in the air for a short moment, and then fell steadily to the ground without falling.The ball flew out of the baseline, and at this moment, the referee blew three long whistles.I heard a heavy sigh from the stands, but it was overshadowed by the running and cheering close by me.Almost all the students from other schools ran towards their benches, maybe the people on the benches were also running towards them.Jerseys, towels, water bottles, it's all thrown high into the sky.The winner avoided the loser politely and implicitly while celebrating, and there was no collision or contact between us, as if there had been no fight all afternoon.While the celebrations from other schools flooded our stadium, I saw everyone freeze like sculptures, and immediately fell on the green grass, buried by the flowing sunlight.

I didn't fall, and I don't know why I didn't fall.In a daze, the opponent was running and singing, and only the captain and I stood alone on this land.We looked at each other without any communication.Somebody slapped me.I saw Shi Zhenhua.He seemed to want to say something, but I didn't want to listen and pushed him away.

I heard Yan Xi crying.He buried his head in the artificial turf, and the captain bent down and stroked his back.He explained in fits and starts, explaining to everyone.He hesitated before the last chance, fearing that he would bump into the pillar.It shouldn't be like this, just now even if it is dead, I have to push that ball in.No one blamed him, so he cried even harder.I also walked over to pat him, and suddenly found that almost everyone around me was crying.Mingming was crying, Mu Zheng was crying, and Tao Tao, who came to accompany us on the stage, was also crying, but some people were able to wipe their tears with their hands or sleeves, and their faces were dirty.Xuexue didn't cry, but she was just holding on, her eyes were red.Yue Yin also came, she completely ignored the camera on her chest, tears fell drop by drop.She didn't say anything, she didn't shoot anything.Just come and be with us and be sad with us.Ye Ruiyang handed her the napkin, she tore it in half and returned it.

We didn't expect to need so many napkins today.In this passing atmosphere, I should have cried long ago.But I didn't, I just felt that every step I took was extremely fragmented.In the near-forgotten disorientation, I walked beside everyone like sleepwalking, patting or hugging them mechanically and sluggishly.Maybe it's because I cry too much, maybe it's because I've experienced too many sad things.I have no idea.Maybe I don't like to cry, or maybe I can bear it.

I seem to have forgotten something.

Miller.

Looking back in a hurry, I saw that he had come to us, limping, almost hopping over with one foot.I rushed over to him in a panic, apologized, said I should have come to see him after the game, and asked him where it hurt and if it still hurt.He shook his head lifelessly, and there were two tear stains on his face that hadn't been dried yet.I wanted to hug him, but he just numbly touched my glove with his fist.

"We could have won. It's all my fault."

His soft words drifted in my ears.At that moment, it was like a volcano erupting in the brain.I chased after him, wanting to tell him it wasn't your fault at all.It was your goal line rescue that gave us a glimmer of hope at last.I did say it, and the result was that Mi Le cried even harder, and pushed me away, unable to support himself, like a reed broken by the wind, and fell to the ground in vain.

He's right there with me, and I can't help him.This desperate helplessness drove me crazy in an instant. I hammered my thigh with my gloves, probably because I wanted to know how painful Mi Le's leg is now.I had no way of knowing, he was the one who was injured, and I could only stare blankly.In the end, he limped to me and apologized to me, and told me that he was going back with his parents at night, and I had better go home with my parents tonight.He also said that tomorrow afternoon he will go back to school to take the weekly test, and I will go back to school well.However, he doesn't want to talk to anyone, including me, until he comes back tomorrow.Don't call, and don't send QQ or WeChat.

I can no longer recall what happened afterwards.My mind is as blank as it was two years ago.The coach and parents should have come to the locker room to comfort everyone for a long time. "The game is not over." More than once and more than one person said that to us, there is still a game for third and fourth place.But it meant nothing to us who had lost our qualification for the final. It was not until Taotao told everyone that he was leaving No. [-] High School that we calmed down a little and expressed our willingness to continue working hard for the bronze medal.Maybe not, Taotao should have told everyone before the third place competition, it was his last match representing No. [-] Middle School, and it was also the last match of the seniors.I really can't remember.That afternoon, when the warmth of the sun was replaced by the fatigue of the setting sun, it seemed that everything was soaked in the color of loss and bitterness, as salty and wet as tears.

The relatives who came to witness history can only comfort us in the end.Win or lose, they still love us.We all know it, so we really want to win.We didn't win, and we didn't lose the score, but we are destined to be absent on the stage of this year's final.After returning home, my parents didn't say anything, and went to cook dinner silently.I turned the water to the maximum in the bathroom, and adjusted the water temperature to an extremely high level, allowing the hot water to wash every part of my body over and over again, as if wanting to confirm my own existence.As night fell, I lay in a room with only one person, buried under the quilt, and I couldn’t sleep no matter what. I wanted to find someone to talk to, like a person who has been walking in the desert for many years, looking for a little water.I searched through the entire address book, there is no one.Some people are as sad as me or more sad than me, and I don’t want to and dare not bother with my own sadness anymore.I ended up calling a number in the midst of a lonely sprawl.A gentle female voice told me, hello, the number you dialed is empty, please check and dial again.

The second round of the Jiangyuan Mayor Cup knockout round

Jiangyuan No. 3 Middle School 3:5 Jiangyuan foreign school (total score 5:[-], Jiangyuan foreign school dominated away goals and advanced to the final)
Taodu Middle School 1:4 Beichuan Middle School (total score 1:7)

Three or four final match

Jiangyuan No.[-] Middle School VS Taodu Middle School
final match
Jiangyuan Foreign School VS Beichuan Middle School
Data in Jiangyuan No. [-] Squadron

Sagittarius

player goals

Mudan 9
Yan Xi 6
Kuang Hao 5
Huang Minxue 2 (2)

Wang Xiaoliang 1
Zhang Taotao 1
Hemming 1
Miller 1
Xu Xiang 1
Assists list

player assists

Kuang Hao 6
Yan Xi 4
Zhang Taotao 3
Huang Minxue 2
Miller 2
Copeway 1
Mudan 1
Ye Ruiyang 1
(End of this chapter)