Lei Qingkong couldn't help leaning against the back of the chair and rubbing his aching temples, but the tiredness and sleepiness on his body still lingered. He couldn't help but stand up and stretched out his bones and muscles. There was a grinding sound, and the depression that had been suppressed and dull all day was finally relieved slightly.
But the work is still not over.
Turning his head, he looked out the window at the late-night Magic City. The Magic City at two o'clock in the morning was shrouded in a thin layer of fog. The city's eccentricities were faintly revealed, and the steep skyline became blurred. Up, this still can't hide the coldness and alienation of the skyscrapers, as if they can't feel any warmth.
After all, he still didn't like office life. He couldn't help but miss the green grass, the running and collision on the field, the side-by-side fighting between the offensive and defensive teammates, and the wanton sweating. And Zhang Yang misses those glorious moments when he used his own strength to become an indispensable part of the team. Even if he sweats and bleeds, he can feel the vitality of life bubbling.
Unfortunately, injuries eventually interrupted his dream. He reluctantly left the field, returned to the office, became a fund manager, and became an ordinary member of the countless square boxes in this city running for life; now, He is already thirty-six years old. He is no longer young. Those passionate and unrestrained lives have become a thing of the past.
Dreams, it’s time to hide them in memories.
Letting out a long breath, the short rest and adjustment is over. He returned to his desk again, cheered up, and started busy again.
"Ding."
"Ding ding ding."
"Ding."
"Ding ding ding ding ding."
WeChat notifications kept coming from the mobile phone next to him, and the messages kept scrolling one after another. Lei Qingkong tried to ignore these messages. It was already early in the morning, and he still had work to complete, and he had no time to deal with these detailed chats. It's probably another group of sleepless night owls talking nonsense.
However, they couldn't stop at all, and they were getting worse, more and more, clanging like a blacksmith's shop, hitting the eardrums with clanging sounds, and there was no way to calm down their emotions. When I got down, I was so irritated that I just wanted to get angry.
"Fuck." Lei Qingkong swore harshly and threw the phone heavily in the drawer, but the muffled sound still lingered in his ears.
After all, Lei Qingkong couldn't hold back. He opened the drawer again, took out his mobile phone, quickly opened the software, and started browsing. In just a few minutes, more than a hundred WeChat messages had been swiped - and now it has been It was two o'clock in the morning, and it was as if a deep water torpedo had blown everyone out.
This is a local rugby group in Shanghai.
In fact, even across the country, the number of rugby fans and rugby practitioners is really limited. After all, the promotion of rugby is still in a very early stage, but it is undeniable that there is still a group of fanatical fans here who spend their youth He dedicated all his sweat and blood to rugby, burning all his enthusiasm for this sport.
They are the founders of the sport and the pioneers of the sport.
Therefore, they are always closely united and contribute all their strength. For rugby, even the weakest bit of strength is crucial.
This group is composed of comrades from Shanghai. There are avid rugby enthusiasts, players who play rugby in their spare time, and young people who aspire to become professional rugby players.
But it's already two o'clock in the morning, what on earth is going on? Don't they need to train tomorrow? A bunch of lunatics!
Lei Qingkong quickly sent a message, "Are you all crazy? Don't you want to get up early for training today? What are you all staying up here late chatting about?"
"Uncle Kong was also blown up!"
"Ahhh, Uncle Kong, Uncle Kong, Uncle Kong! Really? Is all this real?"
"I can't believe it! Uncle Kong, hurry up, hurry up, check with NFL China officials to see if it's true?"
"Uncle Kong, please check the chat history first."
"Chat history! Chat history! Make sure you don't feel sleepy at all!"
…
Lei Qingkong had just sent a sentence, and the group exploded again. A series of replies burst out instantly. He couldn't help but be stunned. Why did everyone lose their mind and go crazy?
He quickly slid his finger through the chat history and found the beginning of the chat.
"Hey, hey, hey, I just saw the news on the NFL official website. Next Friday's promotion event in Magic City, the mysterious guest is Bambi. Is it true? Is it true? Is it true?"
"Is there anyone? Hello, is there anyone? I am so excited that I can't speak. Can anyone respond to me? I need to confirm the authenticity of the matter!"
"Hello? Everyone is sleeping? What's going on? Am I sleepwalking? I dreamed that Bambi was coming to the Magic City? No way!"
The first three messages all came from the same person, Zhou Yuxiang, who had just turned eighteen this year. He was a flag football player and was considering studying abroad in the UK or the United States to participate in semi-professional rugby training.
The so-called flag football is actually a simplified version of the sport developed by the NFL to promote football. The purpose is to introduce the basic rules and skills of American football to teenagers around the world.
Compared with formal rugby, flag football does not allow hugging or pushing. The defensive player pulls down a flag on the passing player's belt, and the attack is stopped. This is a safe "non-collision" sport. Now it has gradually formed its own small league and fan group.
Sun Tongfei: Don't spread April Fool's Day jokes randomly, it's not funny.
Zhou Yuxiang: Xiaofei Xiaofei, you finally showed up!
Zhou Yuxiang: I'm not kidding. Really, I saw the news on the NFL official website. I'm not Xiaowei's guy who talks all the time. Don't you still believe me?
Sun Tongfei: Yes.
Zhou Yuxiang: Small plane, can you say it again?
Zhang Sanfan: I just logged on to the official website to read the news. It’s true. The news has been posted on the homepage of the official website. However, there is no news yet from NFL China, and we may still need to wait for further confirmation.
Zhou Yuxiang: Did you see it?
Zhou Yuxiang: You saw it!
Zhou Yuxiang: You saw it! ! ! Small airplane shoes for kids!
Sun Tongfei: Ah Fan, really?
Zhang Sanfan: Yes.
Zhou Yuxiang: Xiaoji, you ignore me! You don't believe me! Wuwuwu, what should I do? I was abandoned by the small plane. I will have to stay alone in the empty room from now on. Oh my God, what should I do?
Zhang Sanfan: Xiangxiang, Bambi is coming to Magic City. Your first reaction is that you were abandoned by Xiaofei?
Zhou Yuxiang: ...Please don't expose me, okay? Ah Fan, honest people are not so honest. To be honest, you are a fox! Right? I guessed it right!
Zhou Yuxiang: Xiaofei, how are you? Bambi is here, are you excited? You are also a quarterback, do you want to compete with Bambi?
Sun Tongfei: Don’t make fun of me.
Sun Tongfei: Bambi is a professional player, I am just an amateur player. This cannot be compared. But in theory, we are all ordinary people. Even Bambi is not a superman. We can still compete on the same field. In this year's Pro Bowl, I can replicate Bambi's performance in the skills competition. At least I can try. I don't think the gap between us is irreparable.
Zhou Yuxiang: The small plane is here again, and the bottom of the bucket is used as a speaker! Play the pipa on the plane! Sparrows lay goose eggs!
Sun Tongfei: Ah Fan, do you also think that I can’t compare with Bambi? I'm not saying I'm better than Bambi, or anything, but at least, we can compete against each other and see.
Zhang Sanfan:......
Yang Nan:......
Shi Yao:......
Wang Sixin:......
Zhang Jiaju:......
Zhou Yuxiang:......
Zhou Yuxiang: Hahahaha, little plane, you see, Afan is too honest and can’t lie. Let’s keep in formation together.
Sun Tongfei: Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t mean that. I just think that, in theory, Bambi is a human being, and I am a human being. We can still compete on the same field, it's just a friendly discussion.
Zhang Jiaju: I think your focus is wrong.
Zhang Jiaju: Shouldn’t the point be: Bambi is coming!
Zhang Jiaju: Bambi!
Zhang Jiaju: Bambi!
Zhang Jiaju: Bambi!
Wang Sixin: Yes, yes, yes, Bambi is coming! I can't believe it! What is Bambi? He is the Son of God! Still the light of the motherland! Or maybe a rugby ambassador!
Zhang Sanfan: I want to capture Bambi once.
Shi Yao: What a great idea!
Yang Nan: What a great idea!
Wang Sixin: What a great idea!
Sun Tongfei: ...It's not fair. I said I wanted to compete with Bambi, so you complained about me; Afan said he wanted to capture Bambi, so you just said it was a good idea. You losers!
Shi Yao: That's because you are too coquettish.
The entire chat history was swiped down in a mighty manner, and while Lei Qingkong was reading the chat history, he swiped through more than a hundred messages. More and more people woke up, and then everyone became excited collectively.
Lei Qingkong is no exception.
He sat blankly on the chair, with his cell phone in the palm of his hand. His mind went blank, without any thought at all. However, the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly rose, and now his heart was full of thoughts. Just one idea:
Bambi is coming to Magic City.
Bambi is coming to Magic City!
The big boy who created countless history, the big boy who announced to the world that Asian players can also stand on the professional field, the one who carved a world in the professional league with his own feet and hands. The big boy, the boy who ignited a ray of hope for China and even Asia, the boy who guided countless Chinese rugby fans on the road ahead...
He is coming soon.
That joy, that excitement, that happiness filled his chest so much that Lei Qingkong's fingertips began to tremble uncontrollably, and the passion deep in his heart burned brightly again. Fourteen years later, he After waiting for fourteen years——
In 1998, as the national champion of rugby, he participated in the first national rugby championship with the university team. He witnessed the glory and the decline; he experienced the glory and the pain; from rugby to to American football, but the love for football deep down in my heart has never been extinguished.
Now, fourteen years later, he has finally waited for the first glimmer of Chinese football.
