Chapter 191: Goodbye gangster

There is a saying that the top killer only needs one knife to kill.
Killed in one fell swoop.
Those who still need to make up the knife are not really top class.
According to this statement, that Hulai must be the top killer on the football field.
It took only ten seconds from when Junpei Morikawa intercepted the ball and then passed the football to Qin Lin, and then to Hu Lai finally scoring the football.
He only touched the ball twice-once to stop the ball and once to shoot.
Two defensive players passed on the first touch.
Such efficiency is indeed extremely rare among domestic forwards.
When the football flies into the goal, there seems to be only one sound over the entire provincial sports center, one that is unknown.
Mixed with cheers, screams, shouts... and various sounds without specific meaning.
Eventually intertwined, forming a storm sweeping the entire stadium.
Blowing the hair of countless people, it also touched their heartstrings.
The commentator of Anton TV Sports Channel was crazy and shouted in the commentary booth: "Hu Lai! Hu Lai!!! Hu Lai!!! This is a lore! In the true sense! A countdown lore in the theoretical sense! In the last second of stoppage time, the football crossed the goal line of the South China Tigers! Although the referee has not yet blew the whistle for the end of the game, I can already announce that the game is over! The South China Tigers, with their points advantage, reached the top of the Chinese Super League Championship! They became the first newly promoted horse to win the top league championship in Chinese football history!"
As a rigorous commentator, these words shouldn't be said before the game is over.
But the commentator of Anton TV Sports Channel no longer cares about those rules. He wants to vent his emotions to the fullest and say what he has suppressed in his heart for a long time.
Anton Football is the champion!
No wonder he was so excited, the CCTV commentators He Feng and Yan Kang were no better than him.
"This is definitely a lore! The time for injury time has run out. I guess the South China Tigers can't even drive the ball. The game should be over..."
"Hu Lai's ball is really beautiful! I think this ball can be selected as the best goal of the season regardless of the degree of viewing or importance! Efficient, direct, simple and rude! Hu Lai's stoppage controls the football It's so wonderful! Stopping the ball while also passing goalkeeper Lin Zhiyuan...This kind of stoppage is unparalleled!"
"On importance... Score a goal in the final second of the key game of the championship, while smashing the South China Tigers' hopes of winning the championship, it also brought the flashing star to the throne of champions-is there any more important goal in the entire Super League? ?!"
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As the commentators had guessed, watching the football fly into the goal, Hu Lai turned and ran to celebrate.
The referee on duty in this game first blew his whistle and pointed to the center circle to indicate that the goal was valid.
Then he raised his hands and pointed forward.
Directly blew the whistle for the end of the game!
This game is really over!
The entire 2024 Super League season also fell.
The champion is born!
The roar in the Provincial Sports Center is getting louder and louder, and the volcano is constantly erupting, turning all the fans' enthusiasm into hot magma, spraying it above the sky.
Xie Lan threw herself into her husband's arms, crying and laughing, tears all over her face.
Hu Lixin held her tightly in his arms with both hands, and did not shout like the fans around him.
He only felt that his chest seemed to be stuffed with something, making him unable to make any sound when he opened his mouth.
He turned his head to look at the people around him who were so excited that they were almost gloomy.
Among them are men, women, young faces, and wrinkled old faces, some have immature voices, and some are hoarse...
Others took off their clothes and waved their flashing jerseys vigorously on this cold winter night.
All these people, their faces are shining with the reflection of tears.
"We won! We won! We are champions!"
Peng Hao followed the people around and cheered loudly.
The grandfather next to him stood with the help of his grandmother and waved his fist.
There was no cheer, but a smile bloomed on his face and his complexion was ruddy.
Grandma was a little worried, she didn't care whether Flashing could win the championship, she cared about her husband.
Will this scene stimulate him too much...
Grandpa turned his head to see his wife looking at him anxiously, and made a grimace at her with his eyes and tongue sticking out.
Grandma raised her hand and hit him, and then laughed.
Two old people with gray hair laughed like two children in this stand.
This scene appeared in the televised picture.
He Feng said with emotion to this picture: "This is the happiness that football can bring to people! At this moment, I am very envious of the fans of Shining Star, because their team and they have both become in the history of Chinese football. Forever! Anton Stars! It is the first team in the history of Chinese football to win the top league championship as a newly promoted team! The 2024 Super League Championship belongs to them!"
"Congratulations to Anton Shining! Congratulations to Zhao Kangming for coaching Zhao, his hard work in this team has finally reaped! And the Anton Shining who won the league championship is almost an all-China class! In the team's main lineup Only Morikawa Junpei is a foreign aid, and most of the other main players are young players... This championship is of great significance to Chinese football, and it proves that under the right environment, the young players trained by our Chinese football can also provoke. Beam! The Chinese Super League is no longer just an arena for foreign aid!"
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On the court, when the referee blew the end of the game, the substitute players waiting on the sidelines rushed to the court to find their teammates to celebrate.
The same is true for colleagues in the coaching staff. Chen Mo immediately jumped forward.
Head coach Zhao Kangming can't run, he still has to go.
So he sorted his clothes, turned to the head coach of South China Tigers Lehman, and offered him a hand.
Frederick Lechmann, who lost the championship, maintained his excellent demeanor. He congratulated Zhao Kangming with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, the last goal was very wonderful, I have nothing to say..."
After shaking hands with Zhao Kangming, he spread his hands and shook his head with a wry smile.
Hu Lai's goal really made him very helpless.
Was killed in the last second... it was like being calculated.
What's more, Hu Lai's ball was so beautiful-with Lin Zhiyuan blocking the ball in front and Yao Huasheng in the back, he only used one stop to get rid of both of them at the same time and successfully broke the game.
Even Lechman, who is knowledgeable in Europe, rarely sees such a beautiful goal.
Had he not been the head coach of the South China Tigers, he would have raised his hands and cheered for the goal when Hu Lai scored.
Lehman has nothing to say after losing to such a goal.
After Zhao Kangming expressed his gratitude to Lechman, he did not continue to chat with each other, but turned and ran onto the court.
At this time, he no longer looked like a head coach before, running with open arms, just like those young people.
Head into the players who are celebrating.
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Hu Lai, the hero who helped the team win the game, has been crushed by many teammates, unable to move.
Qin Lin didn't go up to join in the excitement. He walked to Yao Huasheng, the captain of the South China Tigers, to comfort his teammate in the South China Tigers and the national team.
"Brother Lin, your pass is so beautiful..." Yao Huasheng sighed helplessly, shaking his head.
I don't know if he is complimenting Qin Lin or complaining.
Qin Lin smiled: "You should go to Hu Lai. He stopped beautifully and lived beautifully."
Yao Huasheng shook his head: "Indeed, beautiful. I have nothing to say."
Then he decided not to talk about Hu Lai and looked at Qin Lin: "Brother Lin, you are in such a good state. Retire if you don't have to?"
Everyone knows that this game is the last battle of Qin Lin's career. But look at his performance in this game, starting the game, playing a full ninety minutes of the game, until the last moment, he also instigated the flashing star's Jedi counterattack and directly assisted Hu Lai to kill the South China Tiger.
Is this kind of performance something a veteran who can't keep going and can only retire?
To put it bluntly, as far as Qin Lin has shown this season, he is better than many players in domestic football.
If Qin Lin wants to retire, then those people should retire even more.
Hearing what Yao Huasheng said, Qin Lin said: "Before this game, my wife also asked me this question, asking me if I should reconsider the decision to retire. Then I reconsidered and decided to retire."
"Why?" Yao Huasheng couldn't understand. He believed that as long as Qin Lin withdrew his decision to retire, the Flash Star Club would definitely give him another well-paid contract. With Brother Lin's status, retirement should definitely not be a financial concern.
"The future of the stadium is for young people. Why is my old guy still taking up space? Besides, I have found a new identity and can start over."
"What new identity?"
"Coach. As a coach, I'm still a young man." Qin Lin replied with a smile. He really couldn't tell from his face that he was reluctant or unwilling to retire.
"Besides... Huasheng, I won another league championship this last season. If I don't retire at this time, are you still waiting for the late festival?"
Yao Huasheng was amused by Qin Lin's Versailles show off: "Are you still afraid that we will seek revenge from you?"
Qin Lin smiled without saying a word.
"All right, Brother Lin. I wish you luck!"
Yao Huasheng stopped chatting with Qin Lin. After waving goodbye, he went to comfort his teammates, especially Lin Zhiyuan, who was crying like tears.
Qin Lin's gaze fell on Lin Zhiyuan. He thought about it carefully. Now these young people seem to be better than the young people he has seen before.
Even if you lose the game or lose the championship, you will not see desperate things from them.
Because each of them is shining with hope, hidden in tears, or hidden in sweat.
It's like answering his wife's question on WeChat last night.
If he didn't meet young people like Hu Lai and Chen Xingyi, he might not choose to retire. Even if he had to retire because of injuries, he would be full of reluctance.
But now that he is truly retired, standing at this important juncture in his life, his heart is calm.
He sees hope and does not regret it.
At the same time, he also wants to make himself a qualified professional football coach as soon as possible, and can help more young people like Hu Lai to grow faster and smoother after entering professional football, without premature death.
Just like what Zhao Kangming did.
He can't wait to start working in his new identity.
He just retired from the position of the player, not leaving football, changed his status and continued to engage in football-related work.
He doesn't actually feel that he has lost anything, he needs to be sentimental.
Qin Lin turned and looked up, looking at the VIP box on the upper stage of the stands.
Although invisible, he was certain that his wife and children were there.
Must be looking at yourself.
So he raised his arm and waved there.
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In the box, Qin Qi choked and asked his mother: "Why is Dad retiring? He can still play! How good is his pass just now! Was it to make room for Xiaoyu?"
"Silly boy, what does it have to do with Xiaoyu? Your dad just wants to change his status, from player to coach." Wang Yuan touched his head and comforted.
"But why change your status?" Qin Qi puzzled. "Isn't it better to keep playing?"
"...As a player I can make little contribution to Chinese football, but as a coach, I still have a lot to do, so I will not change my decision to retire."
This is what Qin Lin said to his wife Wang Yuan on WeChat last night.
Wang Yuan said to her son: "Because your dad still wants to continue to do things related to football. Only when he retires and becomes a coach can he keep doing it."
Qin Qi was still crying, and Wang Yuan frowned and said, "Okay, son. After a while, I will tell you that the TV footage will be swept over. If you don't want the picture of your crying nose to be seen by audiences from all over the country, don't cry."
Hearing what his mother said, Qin Qi gasped, and stopped crying.
Then he wiped a tear from his face and waved to the figure in the court with his mother.
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Qin Lin waved his hand on the TV broadcast and on the big screen. He Feng said with emotion:
"Today's game is also the last game of Qin Lin's career. Although many people hope that he can change his mind, there is still a season from the announcement of his retirement to the present. He has never let go, he has decided. I personally regret it. Looking at his performance in today’s game, I think at least he can play in this state for another season. In terms of his physical condition, there is no problem at all... Now he is waving, wondering if he is saying goodbye to his twenty-four-year career..."
"I also say goodbye to him..." Yan Kang sighed next to him. "Goodbye to the era of Chinese football that is gone. It was the darkest years of Chinese football. Qin Lin was the only light in these years. His career has left many regrets, but fortunately he is about to I met Hu Lai when he retired. I think...this is why he was able to retire so resolutely. Let the young people make up for their regrets. That is their historical mission. Just like Qin Lin in Chinese football In the most difficult years, it was as if he was shouldering his mission..."
The Anton TV Sports Channel commentator looked down from the commentary stand, his eyes falling on the figure in the middle.
The flashing stars' players are still celebrating the victory, and have not withdrawn from the great joy of winning.
Qin Lin is obviously a person who is used to this kind of scene. This is already the eighth Chinese Super League champion in his career.
It was also the last league championship of his career.
"If... if everyone's life is a long journey. Then twenty-four years ago, the immature Qin Lin packed up and left the Jincheng where he was born and raised, and went to a distant country to pursue his own football. When dreaming, no one knew that this walk would be so long. After this walk, across thousands of mountains and rivers, time passed, Anton football and his appearance have changed. I still remember when Qin Lin left Xingcheng, many Xingcheng fans hope that one day, he will return and continue to play for Xingcheng. Our media are still debating whether the practice of letting Qin Lin go will make Xingcheng Club regret in the future... As a result, who would have thought that Xingcheng Football Club would No, what do you regret? There are many Jincheng fans who have been brooding about this..."
Anton TV sports channel commentator said emotionally.
"In the young team of Flash Stars, Qin Lin played the same role as the of the sea. He played the role of the team's great brother and Zhao Kangming's good helper. He helped these young people on the horse and sent them off... and This season’s Super League champion is the best parting gift these young people give to their elder brother... Welcome home, wandering far away. May the water in your hometown wash away the dust on your body, and may the wind in your hometown soothe you tired Wrinkles. Thank you, homecomer, I hope you don’t have to travel far..."
There was thunderous applause in the stands, and all the Star Flash fans were watching the standing and waving figure and applauding.
The Flash Star players who were excited for the championship also recovered, they surrounded Qin Lin and then lifted him up. In the end, Wang Guangwei and Li Tielin carried him on his shoulders, allowing him to enjoy the respect and gratitude from all Anton fans~EbookFREE.me~ Yao Huasheng, who had comforted his teammates, looked back and saw this scene and stood still. Palms up.
Not only him, many players in the South China Tigers stood there, looking at Qin Lin, who was lifted by his teammates, paying attention.
In the end, Qin Qi couldn't hold back the tears that came out of her eyes, crying in her mother's arms.
Although her mother told her, retirement does not mean leaving, but just the beginning of a new journey.
But in the heart of the young man, there was still unspeakable loss and reluctance.
His heroic father is about to remove his armor today.
Listening to the full applause and looking at the stands full of people, Qin Lin lowered his head again, and saw the lovely teammates smirking at him and calling: "Brother Lin! Brother Lin! Brother Lin..."
He raised his head again and looked up at the night sky.
I didn't want the younger generation to see the tears overflowing from his eyes.
I said that my heart was peaceful, but at this moment, why was there a gas in my chest rampaging, I wanted to rush out.
There is a song that seems to be singing softly in everyone's ears:
I thought of many things
But I don’t know how to express
Only the wind sang in the ear:
Don't look back, don't hesitate
Yesterday’s story is on my back
The hope for tomorrow is still on the way...
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Note 1: The last paragraph is from singer Yin Wu's "Everyone's Life is a Long Journey".
s, although there is nothing left to save, I still have one more chapter today. I still love everyone, right?
It's just that tomorrow will only be changed at eight one in the morning.
I made this decision without discussing it with you. I hope you can understand.
At least everyone can have a good time tonight.
Let's enter the sage time tomorrow...