Ordinary Road 2010

Chapter 1 What World Cup

The tide water of the Zhijiang River flows endlessly day and night from the urban area of ​​Lin'an, the provincial capital, and finally flows eastward into the sea.

On the south bank of the Zhijiang River, there is a famous middle school with a history of one hundred years.

Lin'an Senior High School was moved from the old city on the north shore to the current location in Jiangnan in 2001. Over the years, the high school entrance examination scores and college entrance examination scores have consistently ranked first in the city.

Zhijiang Province has always been a strong province in education, and the competition for excellent high schools in the province is fierce.

However, Lin'an Middle School has always adhered to the concept of quality education and cultivated students with the idea of ​​comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor.

In human terms, it is not to engage in the cramming education of fractions only theory, but to leave room for students to develop (wan) and develop (shua) freely.

The current principal of Linzhong is surnamed Gu, and he is considered a celebrity in the high school education circle. Every year, the opening speech can be published in the newspaper.

President Gu's favorite saying is to quote the great man's saying "civilization is its spirit, barbarism is its physique", and he put it up at the entrance of the basketball court.

As a boarding high school, most of the students in Linzhong live in the school dormitory from Sunday to Thursday night.

Today is Friday, and logically speaking, there is no late self-study. After school in the afternoon, you can pack your things and go home.

But there was an event tonight, and almost no one left.

The school announced that at ten o'clock the opening match of the World Cup will be broadcast live on TV in each classroom, and students in each class can watch it in the classroom at that time.

Although you can watch football at home, high school students are the creatures that like to get together the most in the world. They have to find a partner when they go to the toilet between classes. Watching football alone is not as good as watching it with the whole class.

The evening self-study time of Linzhong is from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], and ten o'clock is the time to turn off the lights in the dormitory. Thinking of staying up late to watch the football at night, some people take advantage of this hour to go back to the dormitory for a while.

"Hey! Wake up, wake up, let's go, Lin Yi is about to start!"

Lin Yi dimly felt that someone was pushing him, but he was in such a deep sleep that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

The man was not polite, stepped on the ladder with one foot, lifted Lin Yi's quilt without hesitation, and slapped Lin Yi's thigh with a loud "slap".

"Hurry up, I'm leaving if you don't leave, or I won't be able to catch up with the kickoff."

This was enough to wake up Lin Yi, he frowned instinctively, opened his eyes a little to adapt to the light, and wanted to recognize this familiar voice.

He has a round head with a simple cropped cut, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and his complexion is slightly dark. The short-sleeved T-shirt cannot cover his thick arms.

"Old Lu? I've lost weight recently."

Lin Yi recognized that this was Lu Bowen, the dormitory head of his high school. He hadn't come out to get together after getting married two years ago, and he seemed to have evaporated.

"Old Lu?"

The man seemed dissatisfied with the title, "You called me that in your dream? You have to call me Brother Lu!"

Lin Yi hasn't figured out the situation yet, and he hasn't played this childish game of "I'm your big brother, you're my little brother" for many years.

But Lu Bowen didn't struggle, this kind of dialogue happened between them almost every day.

Seeing that Lin woke up, he jumped out of bed, clapped his hands and said:

"Come down quickly, the World Cup is about to begin."

Lao Lu used to be a young football player who graduated from a school affiliated to the Qingcheng Group. He has been training for several years in the youth team of the Chinese Super League club, Lin'an Qingcheng Team.

After being admitted to Linzhong, he gave up the road of professional football.

Although he didn't eat this bowl of rice, he is a real fan and must be chased after the World Cup, which is completely different from Lin Yi, who watches football intermittently every four years.

They have been to the Lin'an Qingcheng Super League together, and also watched the late-night game in the bar, but:

"What World Cup? It's only June now, and this World Cup in Qatar is in November. There are still many months left."

"What Qatar? Are you awake, South Africa!"

Lin Yi was still in a daze, too dazed to speak.

He propped up the bed and sat up from the bed, only to notice in surprise that he was now lying on the upper bunk of a bunk bed, and when he looked at the side, there were two identical ones.

Looking to the other side, six neat small desks are lined up in a row, with some textbooks and exercise books scattered on them.

Where is this, why is it so similar to the dormitory of Linzhong back then!

He looked at Lu Bowen again, and this time he finally realized that he was not thinner, but more like "rejuvenated".

Lin Yi finally realized something, he remembered the topic just now, and asked:

"What do you mean the World Cup?"

"The World Cup in South Africa! Opening match, play Mexico!"

Lu Bowen felt that he had fallen asleep, so he raised his wrist and looked at his watch speechlessly, "I don't care about you, come here by yourself, I'm going to the classroom first."

After speaking, he hurried out.

South Africa World Cup?

That was 12 years ago!

Memories began to gradually wake up in his mind, and Lin Yi carefully recalled what happened before: company layoffs, the tenth anniversary of graduation, Gu Caiwei, zebra crossings, dazzling car lights...

Thinking of this, he checked his body

——Not a hair was hurt, not even a scrape of skin.

Even if he survived such an accident by luck, he should wake up in a white and bright hospital bed covered in bandages.

So where is this?

Familiar with the arrangement, the suddenly young Lu Lu already had a conjecture that was very close to the truth, but it was too bizarre.

He is an atheist.

Make bold assumptions and verify carefully.

It took Lin Yi more than ten seconds to figure out what was going on, and he grabbed the railing beside the bed and climbed out of the upper bunk, identified it, and put on a pair of familiar slippers.

He first walked to the six desks, each of which was piled with books, homework books, and papers.

Randomly picked up a paper, name: Chen Yang, class: 414.

For the class number of Linzhong, the three years of junior high school will be added to the ranking. 414 means the class of senior 14.

Then look at the table next to it: Xiao Haocheng, Zhang Xiaochuan, Liu Pengfei, Lu Bowen...

Sure enough, they were all roommates for three years in high school.

Lin Yi digested and exhaled.

He thought for a while, then went inside and opened a sliding door, and walked to the balcony. He could see that most of the dormitory rooms next to him were dark, and only a few rooms in the whole building were lit.

The library directly in front was pitch black, while the teaching building to the south was brightly lit. Through the windows, one could see the crowds in the classroom, and there were bursts of noise.

The Changchun Gymnasium in the distance is only illuminated in outline.

Looking to the west, along the small path at the door of the dormitory, there is a cafeteria.

To the east, there are basketball court, rostrum, playground...

The familiar red wall is really the long-lost Linzhong campus!

Lin Yi felt his heart beating violently, and now he needed a final piece of evidence to confirm the time.

He returned to the room and climbed into bed again, and sure enough, he found a Casio F-91W next to the pillow, which may be the cheapest world-class watch.

It's very common in high school students' hands, but he should have lost this one after college.

That doesn't matter.

He pressed the button on the side, and the LCD screen clearly displayed today's date on the blue-black dial:

2010 6 Month 11 Day.

Hey!

It is difficult for Lin Yi to accurately describe the complex feelings in his heart, but he only feels a strong emotion surging in his chest.

Really Ye Qinghui! ! !

He came to the balcony and shouted loudly to the night sky:

"Ah ah ah..."

It's a pity that his excitement only lasted three seconds before it was interrupted, and the voice of the housekeeper's stern interrogation came from downstairs:

"Who! Which dormitory!"

Chapter 2 The Golden Age

Lin Yi quickly hid in the dormitory despondently, panting heavily with his back to the door, both nervous and excited for a long time.

He glanced sideways at the door, and his previous experience of committing crimes came back to his mind, and he pressed the light switch in the dormitory neatly.

The uncle downstairs will definitely run out to see, and he cannot be allowed to locate himself by following the light.

Otherwise, disciplinary points will be deducted for making loud noises.

Lin Yi suddenly realized that the reason for worrying was a bit funny: when beating a worker, he was only afraid of deducting money, when was he afraid of deducting points?

He is still slowly accepting this fact.

Standing in the dark, he gradually recalled what happened that day:

The opening game of the World Cup in South Africa, Principal Gu allowed the students to watch it in the classroom, saying that it was to feel the influence of football culture and appreciate the charm of sports.

The year before, they were shown the hottest disaster film "2012" at that time.

The visual effects of the Hollywood blockbusters of that era were indeed shocking, unlike later, the nesting doll movies of superheroes could not bring adrenaline at all.

Lin Yi wanted to impulsively leave a message on the Internet: What kind of bullshit Mayan civilization doomsday prophecy, nothing happened in 2012.

However, he has no hobby of being a prophet, nor does he want to be sent to the laboratory for slice research.

And it's not accurate to say that.

Although the world is stable as usual, they passed the college entrance examination that year.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi switched his thoughts back to the present.

High school, what does high school look like?

The summer is very long, the sun is very hot, the teenagers in school uniforms are playing basketball on the plastic court, because the space is limited, they can only play half court, and they are so hot that they are sweating...

Thinking of basketball, his roommates were not in the dormitory when they woke up, and they should have gone down early.

Lao Lu didn't want to miss the game, so he left after waking him up, and he wouldn't leave him so dishonestly.

He thought for a while that he should go to the classroom to have a look.

Dressing himself neatly in the dark, he looked back at the house number when he walked out of the dormitory.

It is the familiar "AS601".

When Lin Yi walked out of the dormitory gate, he was still a little worried about being stopped by the uncle and questioned about the yelling upstairs just now.

Unexpectedly, the small window facing the door of the dormitory in the reception room was not opened, and Shakira's African-style singing came out from the window:

"Waka Waka eh eh..."

“This time for Africa!”

It seems that the uncle's mind has also flown to Johannesburg.

……

A few minutes later, Lin Yi appeared at the back door of classroom 414, and looked inside hesitantly, looking for a vacant seat.

He couldn't remember where he should be sitting now.

The lights were turned off in the classroom, only in the front left corner, the light of the TV was flickering, and the game had officially started.

Fortunately, a big figure at the back of the classroom spotted him, waved at him, and pointed to the seat next to him.

He rubbed his nose, thinking that the old bear's figure was too eye-catching, and he could recognize it just by looking at its outline.

Lin Yineng sat at the same table as Lao Xiong, so of course he wasn't short.

He started to grow rapidly from junior high school, and he basically didn't jump up much in the first and second grades of high school, and finally stabilized at 183.

There are people in the class who are about the same height as him, but it is rare in the grade of Old Xiong.