Walking in the streets of Matsudaira City, which is not bustling.

Lin Tao looked extremely calm.

It seems that time has really gone back, those familiar pictures have faintly turned into a mirage, and the old sycamore trees on the side of the road are still sassy with carved leaves, listening to the stories that happened in this city.

The quietness in the small town still does not have the hustle and bustle of the memory in the future.

The low-rise buildings and the old glass window ridges, this qiē freehand the most realistic scene of youth, lying on the edge of the last row of the No. 7 bus.

Through the glass, Lin Tao's gaze wandered to reflect this qiē in his eyes, there was no neon bright picture, no high-rise buildings, the hustle and bustle of the big city was unimaginable in Matsudaira City in 2005.

The people of Matsudaira have their own stories.

Day after day, year after year, plain and real.

Lin Tao looked at the qiē in front of him and was a little distracted, but the voice in his ears was extremely helpless to pull his thoughts out of the picture of the towering building in the depths of his memory, extended, and lengthened.

It was as if that qiē had no connection with him, that he belonged here, that he belonged to Matsudaira, at least, to Matsudaira in 2005.

The future is far away and brilliant, but he will start from here and look into the distant future from here.

"Taozi!"

"Taozi!"

Bang.

The doors closed, and the electronic voice of the old machine said the name of the station.

When Lin Tao's gaze stretched forward, he happened to see two tall men squeezing into the car, which were his two best friends, Zhou Haiming and Ye Fei.

The three of them live in the same building, from elementary school to high school, and the friendship between the main corners is like being fixed by a triangle, and even the years of gold have not changed such a friendship.

Hudi slapped Lin Tao on the shoulder.

The two sat down on his left and right, Ye Fei's figure was slightly taller, almost 1.83 meters tall, the spacing between the bus seats was a little insufficient, and he grinned a little and pulled out his feet and put them on the aisle.

Lin Tao and Zhou Haiming look similar.

"Didn't you tell you to wait, you rushed back to reincarnate so early?"

When another slap landed on the back of his head, Lin Tao realized that the three of them were faintly headed by Zhou Haiming.

If it was Lin Tao in the past, he naturally didn't care, but now that time and space have changed, so when Lin Tao's gaze became a little solemn and fell on Zhou Haiming's face, he realized that it seemed that Lin Tao in front of him was a little different from the past.

Zhou Haiming was embarrassed for a while, and the three of them were a little silent.

It wasn't until the car stopped and got off the bus and went home that Ye Fei opened his throat and shouted.

"Taozi, there is a game going on tomorrow afternoon, don't forget."

Lin Tao was a little stunned.

Playing a game?

Like a glimpse of light, my mind searched for those dusty memories very quickly.

It wasn't until a certain moment that Lin Tao remembered that when he was in high school, the group stage qualification of the Chinese team in the 2002 Japan-South Korea World Cup once triggered a craze for playing football at that time.

The craze continued for several years, and the style of play in Matsudaira 6 turned into a storm, like a typhoon passing through almost every class.

At that time, everyone in the football class wanted to be a striker, and he used to be an introvert and did not fight with others, so he was "chosen" to be a goalkeeper who was not paid attention to and did not show up.

It wasn't until later in college that he became cheerful, out of his obsession with football, he became the striker of the football team in the university at that time, and later was selected as the striker of the school team.

Lin Tao still remembers that in 05, Xiao Luo could still pedal his bicycle all the way to kill, and that year Fei Luo had not yet retired, and Xiao Bei could still use the full moon scimitar to skirt the ankle 15

It is the most real memory of the innocent generation of the post-80s, the memory of the stadium, and the driving force for running all the way forward in the years of youth.

The playground in '05 6 was a patch of yellow earth that had been leveled several times, not an artificially planted lawn, but a field of weeds that allowed to grow all over the horizon.

The arc around is dark, which is not uncommon black ash in the memory of the post-80s, only the goal without nets on both sides is bare.

If you step on it too much, you will naturally have a road.

Saturday's game is 3:30 p.m.

In addition to the 11 people who played, there were four substitutes in the first class, and in fact, there are very few substitutes who usually play unless someone withdraws due to injury.

Wang Sheng also brought as many as 13 people, but two of them were girls watching the game on the sidelines.

The court of No. 1 Middle School never seems to be short of figures running on the field.

Lin Tao still remembers in that memory of the future, there was a time when he occasionally had to go back to school after graduation for a few years after graduation, but he couldn't see this scene today.

With the ups and downs of domestic football, after 2007, the court of No. 1 Middle School gradually lost the hustle and bustle of the past.

But there are still a lot of people on the pitch today.

Bustling, there were not a few spectators in this ball game, and there were even some girls of all grades.

On the pitch.

Beautiful girls are always prone to getting your blood pumping.

However, for Lin Tao, this seems to be a bit far-fetched, the sunset has pulled the shadow for a long time, there are only three minutes left in the first half, and the score on the field is 1-0, and the first class is temporarily behind.

In the first half, Lin Tao could even see the sweat drops on Zhou Haiming's face, this guy is too hard, but it's a pity that Wang Sheng doesn't know where to find the person, although only two people are inserted into the team, but these two people are first-class in the crowd of high school students in terms of speed and skill at their feet.

The Humpty Dumpty who pressed in the front court had a speed that everyone in Class 1 could not match, and every time the opponent's midfielder sent the ball over, he would almost be the first to grab the ball and throw off the defender of Class 1 and go straight to the goal.

Reborn.

But at this moment, Lin Tao's chest is still flowing with the blood and enthusiasm of youth, he likes such a flamboyant time, and he also likes this kind of youth that is blown by the gentle wind.

Boom!

"Good shot!"

"Taozi, you're so awesome!"

A jump knocked the opponent's shot out of the goal range again, which provoked the anger on the little fat man's face, and everyone in Class 1 suddenly cheered Lin Tao with a little luck.

Lin Tao is very good today, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid the goal would have been bombed into a sieve.

The first half ended.

Raising his eyebrows, the two sides exchanged things for half the court, and when they passed by, Lin Tao deliberately looked at the two new people who joined the other party.

In addition to the little fat man, there was also a tall man who played in the front waist, and he was very handsome, and if it weren't for his jersey, he would have even thought that he should only appear on the tennis court and not on the loess flying football field.

"You stared those two people to death in the second half, how many times did you miss people in the first half."

"Ye Fei, you guard against people, don't always hang around in the back."

"Damn, where is Lao Tzu defenseless, the key is that you play the central defender to force up, several shots in the first half are because the midfield is unguarded, and they all run to the front **** - slot!"

Ye Fei already had fire.

The one who spoke was silent.

Losing a goal in the first half, everyone in Class 1 was a little uninterested, not to blame them for their poor scramble, but because the opponent was too strong.

The two new strikers were frighteningly flexible, they didn't know what it was like to have three people in a row before, but today they really saw it.

It's a bit unbelievable that just an amateur football enthusiast can play at this level.

The court was suddenly a little quiet, no one spoke, only the sweaty placket of the wind blew a little cold, and Lin Tao said goodbye to the waistband of his trousers.

"Okay, cheer up, in the second half, you pull back, Hemming goes to the middle to play a single striker, you two play the front waist, surround the two newcomers, and become a three-striker once you have the opportunity."

Lin Tao's voice made the people in Class 1 a little stunned.

In fact, although he is also a member of the team of Class 1, Lin Tao is not the central figure in Class 1, and everyone was a little surprised to hear his arrangement.

A few people looked at Zhou Haiming, and then at another boy named Wu Bo.

"Let's play according to the position arranged in the first half, don't mess around, don't run around after playing."

In the end, they did not take Lin Tao's advice.

The second half started.

In the 16th minute of the opening game, the first class was pierced through the goal again.

This time it was not because Lin Tao didn't catch the ball, but because his own defender kicked the ball into the goal when defending.

Wu Bo and Zhou Haiming's faces were a little unsightly, and after scolding and replacing the boy who kicked the own goal, Lin Tao's face became a little solemn.

Because he also knew the boy who was replaced, his body was too thin, and he was definitely not the opponent of the little fat man.

Really.

In the next ten minutes, Lin Tao defended the opponent's four shots, and if he wanted to choose the best goalkeeper, Lin Tao thought that he was undoubtedly elected.

Touch!

Kicked the ball into the air with a slam kick, Lin Tao only felt that his chest was a little blocked, and the hot blood flowed down the blood vessels to his limbs, and he opened his throat and came to a national curse.

"Nima, kick a bird, Ye Fei, you come to guard the door and let that garbage get out of the way."

Both Ye Fei and Zhou Haiming looked at Lin Tao who walked out of the goal in amazement, and even the opposing player.

Especially the two new boys, there was a hint of banter in their eyes.

Wu Bo's face was ugly.

Obviously, Lin Tao's national scolding was aimed at him, but he himself knew that his responsibility for the balls just now, including the own goal, could not be shirked.

It's just that everyone was stunned.

Lin Tao is a goalkeeper on the field, what is he going to do?