Chapter 41: Cursed number

When Hu Lai rushed to the school cafeteria, he saw Mao Xiao waving to him: "Here, Hu Lai!"
As soon as he passed, Mao Xiao stuffed a stainless steel dinner plate into his hand and pulled him to stand with him to line up for dinner.
Dongchuan Middle School has a cafeteria, but it is not open on Saturdays and Sundays.
Now because the school football team has a meal need, it will be temporarily opened on Saturday to provide lunch for the team.
And this meal was not made casually in the cafeteria. Li Ziqiang took out the recipe and asked the cafeteria to follow the recipe.
The nutritional mix is ​​reasonable and must not be greasy anymore.
In this regard, the school provides the greatest degree of support. The school cooperates with Li Ziqiang. It seems that they are really determined to revive the honorary title of "traditional football strong school" of Dongchuan Middle School.
Although it is a high school football team, Li Ziqiang still took out his professional attitude in football school to demand.
He can't control what his players usually eat, but at least he has to take care of the meal before the game.
Hu Lai was in the line, looking at the lightly colored dishes in the front window, and smacked his lips: "I knew I had eaten more in the morning ..."
These dishes have no appetite at first glance.
Obviously, it is not just Hu Lai who has such a feeling. Many players showed frowning expressions after seeing the food provided by the cafeteria.
There are also whispers among the players.
I do n’t need to think about the specific content to know that I ’m vomiting, which looks like an appetite.
Mao Xiao explained with a smile: "Professional players seem to ask for these things too. Although they are not tasty, they are healthy."
In the front of the team, where the aunt canteen is cooking, head coach Li Ziqiang is repeating his words loudly: "Do n’t eat too much to avoid indigestion and sleepy afternoons. Do n’t be afraid of hunger. There will be bananas to supplement you during the intermission energy of!"
Mao Xiao continued: "Professional teams usually provide some fruit or snacks during the intermission to allow players to quickly recover their energy."
Meng Xi pouted next to him: "It's good, our team is already a professional standard in terms of diet standards!"
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The three people carried a dinner plate and found a table for four people who was not yet there, and sat down.
Mao Xiao and Meng Xi sat side by side, while Hu Lai sat opposite Mao Xiao.
Meng Xi looked down at his referee and used chopsticks to pull the boiled broccoli. "I think our coach thinks too much. No one will eat too much."
Hu Lai also stared at the broccoli and said, "Why can't you make broccoli into a cauliflower? Put some fat pork, make it more violent, boil out the oil, cut the broccoli into small pieces, soak in the oil ... "
"Don't talk, let alone eat more!" Meng Xi reached out to stop Hu Lai.
Hu Lai picked up a piece of boiled broccoli, put it in her mouth, and then closed her eyes to chew and nodded: "Well, I thought about the taste of cauliflower in the pot, this broccoli has an internal taste! "
"Is this enough?" Meng Xi frowned.
"Don't believe you try? You want something you like to eat, try to remember the taste, and then eat what you see." Hu Lai instructed.
Meng Xi suspiciously picked up the broccoli, put it in his mouth, closed his eyes and chewed it carefully, and ... spit it out: "It's far from spicy crayfish!"
Mao Xiao frowned and ate his meal. He also felt that the taste of the food was not so good. It was really unacceptable to eat less oil and less salt, but he was still trying to eat it. It ’s just that you ca n’t think about what you like to eat, as Hu Lai said, otherwise you wo n’t be able to eat this meal.
He decided to change the topic: "Eh, I heard that our new jerseys will be issued before this game, and I will know what number I have. I have n’t done a small survey before, let us report my favorite. Number? "
"What's the use? I chose number nine, and I don't believe they can really give me number nine." Hu Lai paused and continued. "If they dare to give, I will dare to!"
"What's the matter with your expectant tone?" Meng Xi spit out, "I think I can definitely get my favorite number, I chose the number one, as the team's main goalkeeper, give a number one Not excessive? As for you ... "
Meng Xi pointed to Hu Lai.
"Don't care what number, it's good to have a number."
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Hu Lai held the new jersey just released with both hands, and the plastic bag on the outside had not been removed.
Dongchuan Middle School's jersey ball pants are mainly yellow in color, but they are decorated with blue stripes on the collar and the hem of the pants.
The color of this jersey made Hu Lai think of another team in time and space-Sichuan Quanxing. It is a team that has little success in the history of professional football in China. The highest ranking in the top league is only third, but it is a very popular team.
There is no Sichuan Quanxing team in this space and time, and the designer of this jersey certainly cannot refer to Sichuan Quanxing's jersey style.
The main color of yellow is actually derived from the school badge of Dongchuan Middle School. Even the school uniforms of Dongchuan Middle School are yellow and blue sportswear, which is very different from the blue-white or red-white uniforms of other schools.
He turned the jersey over and revealed the number on the back: 14.
This made him a little surprised. He originally thought he would be assigned to the 36th. After all, it was the last number. After all, it was the 14th, which was a lot ahead.
He is still a little bit happy.
Was heard next to Meng Xi's doubtful voice: "You even laughed, Hu Lai?"
"Ah?" Hu Lai was confused, not understanding why Meng Xi said that.
"This is number 14, for our Chinese football, it is a cursed number." Meng Xi said very seriously. "In 2001, it was our closest time to the World Cup finals. As a result, in the most crucial game, Wang Xiaojun scored an own goal, let us lose that key battle, and ultimately missed the World Cup finals. And Wang Xiaojun I was wearing the No. 14 jersey at that time! You have to say that even this time, the Asian Cup final three years later, was held at our own home, the result? We lost the championship because of a handball goal of the Japanese team That ’s the closest time we ’ve been to the Asian Cup champion, and Koto Sato, who scored with his hand, wore the No. 14 jersey! Look, twice. "
Meng Xi raised two fingers, his expression was exaggerated, and his tone was more exaggerated: "But do you think this is over? No! In 2005, the Chinese team once again hit the World Cup, this time we simply fell to the top ten. On the way. Just 14 minutes after the start of the game, Zhao Kangming was sent off, but that is our main central defender! The third fourteen! "
Meng Xi's raised fingers became three.
"And that day happened to be April 14! It was only three, but you see it was all fourteen! It was later said that the number fourteen was cursed, as long as Chinese football and the fourteen sides are good ... "
Hu Lai remembered this. He just found a lot of football information of this world on the Internet that day. He saw this so-called "Fourteen Curse", but he didn't remember it just now.
This world is different from the one he used to have in football, but some places seem to have met each other.
For example, in that world, no matter how poor the Chinese team is, at least one World Cup finals match was played, that is the 2002 World Cup in Japan and South Korea. In this world, the 2002 World Cup was indeed held in Japan and South Korea, but the Chinese team eventually drank the top ten and failed to participate. Since then, in 2019, the Chinese team has not participated in a World Cup final.
The rumor that China will bid for the World Cup will come out from time to time in this world, but every time it comes out, it will be ridiculed by fire-you have not even participated in the World Cup finals, and you have the face to host the World Cup? Which of the previous host countries have not had at least one World Cup finals experience?
As for the Asian Cup in 2004, the two worlds are the same. It was indeed held in China, and the Chinese team did not win the championship. They lost to Japan in the finals, and also appeared in the finals. Controversial goals.
It was just that in the previous world, Hu Lai remembered that the player who scored the second goal for the Japanese team with his hand was called Koji Nakata, and the number of the jersey he wore was not number 14, but number 6. Here, it turned into Koichi Sato wearing a No. 14 jersey.
In the 2005 World Cup qualifiers, the Chinese teams in both worlds did not participate in the top ten, but the reasons for not participating were different. In that world, it was because the blacks had never played the West Asians, but on this side, they neatly lost to their opponents, leading to missed the top ten.
So in the history of Chinese football in that world, it was just an ordinary number. In this world, it turned into a cursed number ...
"Hu Lai, don't listen to Meng Xi's nonsense, this is just a superstition." Mao Xiao came out to comfort Hu Lai. He was afraid that Meng Xi's words were too exaggerated and scared Hu Lai.
Meng Xi was unhappy: "Who talked nonsense? This is a recognized fact. Since 2005, what other major players in the major clubs of the Chinese Super League will choose the number 14? Of course those players will not speak on their lips. They voluntarily admitted this, but they all voted with their own feet, not talking about their mouths, but their bodies can be very honest! Besides, 14 is not a lucky number, it's going to die ... "
Facing the facts, Mao Xiao also had to admit: "The 14th is indeed the default for young players or substitute players, no one will take the initiative to choose this number ..."
"There are also unbelievers. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Meng Xi hummed. "But they didn't perform well after wearing the number 14, would you like me to give you those examples?"
"Okay, Meng Xi." Mao Xiao stopped his good friend with a very serious tone, and at the same time gestured to him with his eyes, don't spread salt on Hu Lai's wound.
It ’s already frustrating to be assigned this number that everyone does n’t want, and listen to these cursed legends, then go to the funeral of relatives of other people, and then comfort people "Do n’t be sad, you will be with him anyway. Is it the same as Reunion?
Meng Xi made a grimace and closed his mouth.
Hu Lai knew Mao Xiao's kindness, but he didn't really care about this so-called cursed number.
He just retrieved the football knowledge he learned after coming to this world, and found that in the history of football in this world, the 14th is just a common number in the world football. There are indeed some stars passing through it, but this There is no shortage of such stars in the world. After all, only a little famous football players can be called "stars", nothing more.
So people in this world may not understand the special features of the 14th.
This is the number of John Cruyff and Thierry Henry!
Hu Lai removed the plastic outer packaging, took out the jersey from the inside, and then shook it away so that the number was facing him.
There are hands in the sky to send this number in front of him, as if a bridge connected the two worlds.
Those names he knew well, those classic scenes, those legends and legends ... all gathered on this number, reminding him that he came from that world.
"I like this number!"
Said Hu Lai holding the jersey.