football light

Lu Xiao didn't want to be a hero in front of Zhang Ji, he really wanted to win.

When he got home that day, he bit the bullet and hesitantly proposed to his parents the idea of ​​buying jerseys and shoes.Standing with the gorgeously dressed Zhao Jiayao, although he didn't feel inferior, since he was going to meet on the court in the end, he didn't want to lose his place too much.

What Lu Xiao didn't expect was that he would be scolded bloody if he wanted some pocket money. Not only did his parents not object to the large expenditure of buying jerseys and shoes, but they seemed happier than him.

Lu Xiao didn't know that in the past few days, he sometimes tossed and turned at home and sighed until midnight, sometimes hugged his crotch on the bed and complained endlessly, and walked with trembling legs the next day, which didn't scare his parents to death.

At that time, the concept of physical education was not yet popular. The two parents who were ashamed to speak out thought that Lu Xiao's puberty had arrived early, and they were so worried that they had to ask a fortune teller to figure it out. After this problem.

Hearing that Lu Xiao was like this because of playing football, the huge stone in his heart fell to the ground, and he immediately ran to the largest department store in the city, and in a blink of an eye, Lu Xiao was completely new from beginning to end.The dinner that day was even more extravagant, and they actually had a rare trip to a restaurant.

Lu Xiao ate his mouth full of oil, touched his round belly, and assured his parents: "Dad, Mom, don't worry, my son will definitely win Zhao Jiayao!"

"Okay, okay." His parents smiled and looked younger by several years. "Although it is not as good as studying, it is not far behind to concentrate on playing football." As for the outcome, the two didn't care much.

The next day, Lu Xiao, who was meticulously dressed in new clothes and boots, rushed to the factory excitedly. Before he had time to show off in front of his teammates, he ran into trouble.

He was stopped at the door by the old yellow dog...

"Hey, you kid. Even I almost didn't recognize you when you changed your skin." The old Zhangtou drove the old yellow dog away with a smile, and made a joke, which made Lu Xiao feel a little hot.

The old yellow dog noticed the difference in Lu Xiao, and of course the children who were waiting for Lu Xiao in the factory could also see it. A group of people immediately surrounded Lu Xiao, chattering enviously, and Lu Xiao had to remind them to swallow their saliva first. , don't get your new jersey dirty.

"Isn't it just a yellow short sleeve, what's so good about it?" Tang Song said nonchalantly.

"What is it?" As Lu Xiao's loyal fan, Anji's eyes widened, "This is the Brazil team's jersey! World champion! See, NO.11! R...O... If ...horse...day...oh..."

As for the foreign language on the back of the jersey, Anji spelled it very awkwardly, and the more he tried, the more wrong he felt.Ruo Ma Day Oh?It seems that I have never heard of this player's name. Could it be that Lu Xiao printed it wrong?
"Romario." Lu Xiao said lightly, "This is the Portuguese version of his name printed on it."

"Portugal...Portugal?" Angie was stunned, "Romario is a traitor! Isn't he Brazilian!"

"You know a fart!" Lu Xiao slapped Anji on the back of the head angrily, "The official language of Brazil is Portuguese!"

"Brother Xiao, you know a lot!" Anji suddenly realized, and then bragged for Lu Xiao, "See, Romario, the best player on the planet. This is not a yellow short sleeve, but The belief of all players! In our team, only Brother Xiao deserves to wear this number!"

"Wow!" The crowd was in an uproar again.

Although they have played football for a week, they still know too little about football news. After returning home, they can watch "Captain Football" on TV at most.Now that he is not in a hurry to kick the ball, Lu Xiao insists on telling how powerful Romario is.

In fact, Lu Xiao has never seen Romario play football. After all, because of the time difference, when others play football, Lu Xiao is probably already asleep.Even without sleep, it was difficult to find broadcasts of the Dutch and Spanish league games at that time.And the World Cup just passed... Lu Xiao hasn't become interested in football yet.

Therefore, most of his news about Romario came from newspapers.But this does not prevent him from blowing Romario into a hype.

"So, will Romario shoot with a curve?" A child asked curiously.

Lu Xiao gritted his teeth, and nodded fiercely: "Yes! The space wing knows it, he knows it!" He knew, otherwise, Romario would never want to be recognized by the children.

"This Romario is really amazing!" Angie led the crowd into an uproar again.

Hearing their lively talk, Tang Song, who was silently juggling the ball in the distance, looked down at the pair of cracked cloth shoes on his feet, curled his lips, and subconsciously touched his still hot cheeks.

Lu Xiao, who was about to be questioned so poorly, happened to see it, and asked, "Tang Song, why are there red marks on your face?"

"I fell." Tang Song said lightly.

Angie leaned over to take a closer look, and then laughed happily: "Where did you fall? You actually dropped five finger prints?"

Lu Xiao also found out that Tang Song was wrong, so he pushed away the gloating Anji, put his arms around Tang Song's shoulders, and said boldly: "Tang Song, tell the truth, is it revenge from the oil factory? Don't worry, now you It's my player, if someone dares to bully you, I will stand up for you. Let's go, let's settle the score with the people from the oil factory!"

Who knew that Tang Song didn't appreciate it, he lowered his head and went out, and said dissatisfiedly: "I said that the one who fell was the one who fell. Are you still practicing? If you don't practice, I will leave."

"Practice! Practice! Of course we have to practice, we still have to beat Zhao Jiayao!" Lu Xiao, who had always been under the influence of the stars, remembered that there was still a major event, and hurriedly organized player training.

Taking advantage of the excitement of winning the oil factory, the children of the fourth factory trained very seriously, and they practiced until the sun went down, and then walked home slowly.

Back in the living area of ​​the employees of the fourth factory, Lu Xiao, who was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, swallowed several times when he thought of the stewed pig's trotters that his parents said before going out in the morning, and when he was about to charge home, he was caught by Tang Song stopped.

"I'll put the football at your place from now on." Tang Song hugged the football and rubbed it repeatedly.

Lu Xiao thought that he was hallucinating from hunger. This football was more precious to Tang and Song than anything else. Even Song Fangjian couldn't move it. Why did he think of giving it to him?

"I'm going to sleep late in the future, and I don't want to delay your training." Tang Song was still rubbing the football.

Lu Xiao couldn't believe it even more.In the past few days, which day wasn't Tang and Song rushed to the fourth factory first?How do you say that if you sleep late, you sleep late?
"Anyway, I'll let you there!"

Tang Song stuffed the ball into Lu Xiao's arms suddenly, and then ran away, as if he had stuffed Lu Xiao with a hot potato just now.

Holding the ball, Lu Xiao was stunned for a while, not knowing what kind of nerves this guy Tang Song had.

After Tang Song handed the ball to Lu Xiao, he ran all the way to a far corner before stopping and looking back with his head.Seeing Lu Xiao returning home with the football in his arms, a trace of pain flashed across his face, then he lowered his head and did not go home, and slowly moved to the side of Ye Jinshi's stall.

After retiring from the factory, Ye Jinshi couldn't be free, so he set up this bicycle repair stall to continue serving the people.People in the surrounding streets are taking care of his business. Even if there is nothing to repair, there are still a group of people sitting at his stall and chatting with him.

Every evening, when the stall is the busiest, Ye Jinshi doesn't even have time to drink water, and he doesn't care about Tang and Song.After handing him a bench, he continued to fiddle with the bicycle in his hand.

He is very relieved Tang Song.When other children came to play, they had to play with all the tools on the booth before giving up. In the end, either a wrench was missing, or a screw was missing from someone else’s bicycle next to them.But Tang Song is different, he will sit there quietly, and occasionally help Ye Jinshi.

However, today's Tang and Song Dynasties seem to be somewhat different.After Ye Jinshi finished his work, he found a pile of scraps from tire repairs piled up in front of Tang Song. He took one piece, compared it on his feet, then changed another piece, and continued to compare.

Seeing Ye Jinshi looking at him, Tang Song blushed, as if he had been caught doing something bad: "I, I thought you didn't want these..."

"Of course not." Ye Jinshi said kindly, "But you have to tell me what you want to use them for."

Tang Song hesitated for a moment, and stretched his foot in front of Ye Jinshi.After playing football for another day, the crack on his shoe became bigger, and his five toes scrambled to run out.

Ye Jinshi stared blankly for a while, his nose felt a little sore: "Are you wearing these shoes and playing football with those kids from the oil factory?"

Tang Song nodded.

Ye Jinshi asked again: "Does your father know about your playing football?"

Tang Song thought about it and nodded.

Ye Jinshi suddenly jumped into a rage and cursed: "That bastard Tang Mingyu! Just let you play football dressed like this! Did he also spend the ten yuan he gave you last time to buy wine? A big man knows how to drink all day long , did all the wine he drank turned into water and got into his brain? He doesn’t even care about his own children! He doesn’t know what to wear to play football! Come on, I’ll take you to him. I don’t believe it, what he can do , why can't his son do it!"

"Grandpa... I... I won't go..." Tang Song dragged Ye Jinshi desperately, "I won't mend my shoes, and from now on, I won't wear shoes when I play football..."

"You child, what are you talking about?" Seeing Tang and Song's rare frightened expression, Ye Jinshi heaved a long sigh.It's hard for an upright official to decide on housework, so he went to Tang Mingyu today, what next?Aren't the children suffering?
"Then, let me modify your shoes." Ye Jinshi wanted to buy new shoes for Tang Song at his own expense, but he knew that Tang Song would definitely not do it, so he said with a smile.

"Modify it?" Tang Song tilted his head curiously.

"That's right, I'll make you a pair of sneakers that are different from theirs!" Ye Jinshi took the leftovers and cut them back and forth while gesturing on Tang Song's feet.

Looking at the busy Ye Jinshi, Tang Song's eyes widened.