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The book is over.

When I wrote the postscript of these three words, I let out a sigh of relief.

Looking at the original publication date, this book has been written for almost a year and a half.

I wrote 2.36 million words in one and a half years, which is not fast.

Compared with myself a few years ago, it can even be said to be slower.

There is no way, people have to obey the old.

Although I am only thirty-seven years old, on the green field, this age is already the age to retire.

2019 is my 16th year in the industry. Sixteen years as a professional player is considered a long time, right?

A decline in status is inevitable.

That's it for the next book.

I have written about football for sixteen years, and I have been writing and writing. I have written ten books of various types of football, including campus football "Do you care if I play football", and there is also a coach-type "Godfather of Champions".

But in general, it's all about real world football, about professional football.

There is an idea that has been in my mind for a long time, and I have been hesitating until I made up my mind this year.

I want to try it.

Write a book about football that isn't real world.

Football is still football, but not in the environment we are familiar with.

China is still China, but it is not the China of our plane.

Europe is still Europe, but not the Europe we are familiar with.

I want to completely fabricate a football world, and put all my thoughts and thoughts on football over the years into a fictional football world that is not restricted by reality.

This world does not follow the timeline of the real world. This world is full of rivers and rivers, and I can put my thoughts in it.

I even have an ambition to create a football universe.

Of course, I know the risks of doing this. For many readers who are used to football in the past and real football, doing so is driving people away.

But how should I put it...Even if you fail, you still have to try, right?

I have written realistic football for 16 years, but I won’t get pregnant if I try it, right?

Poor performance? Tried that too.

Maybe find a new path?

It is true that football writing in reality is getting narrower and narrower. I have written almost as much as I can write in the past sixteen years.

So you can find out why I seldom write about the protagonist's retirement in the last few books, and rarely write about the protagonist's career.

Often it ends in the middle.

Why?

I thought that writing and writing was nothing more than repetition.

I stopped writing the last book after Zhou Yi transferred to Real Madrid, and I don’t want to write this book Gao Zheng brought the Chinese team into the World Cup.

In fact, I have seriously considered whether to finish writing the World Cup.

But I thought about it, and it is impossible for the Chinese team to win the World Cup. What's the point of writing it?

It is better to regard this end as a beginning of the world in the book.

That was the beginning of countless possibilities.

These may be Lin Yuan, created by Dong Jin and the others...

When I first wrote about Lin Yuan and Dong Jin, I didn't expect to write about them fighting side by side with Gao Zheng, but this kind of possibility exists, but it only exists in that future.

In a certain World Cup, Gao Zheng, as the captain and veteran, led Lin Yuan and Dong Jin to attack the gold cup.

Just like the old captain Zheng Zhi and Gao Zheng.

There is always this cycle in football.

The geniuses who once had high hopes will grow old, and new talents will emerge... Only in this way can there be hope.

It is a pity that Chinese football in reality has no such hope.

So I borrowed Lin Yuan and Dong Jin to leave such a hope in the book.

Take it as my blessing to Chinese football, but who told me to love it?

Chinese football has become like this, and I still love it, and hope that one day it can stand upright.

This is also a motivation and meaning for me to write about football.

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about love

The theme of the last volume is actually the love between Gao Zheng and Feng Shiyao.

Straight men like me are not good at writing emotional dramas, so I waited until the end of the book to write.

I really hate that I am not good at love affairs, so I designed Feng Shiyao to be an independent girl who is straight and straightforward, so that the relationship between her and Gao Zheng becomes tacit, which prevents the middle What misunderstandings and other bloody plots are possible.

But in the romance, there may be no dramatic conflict.

Of course, it's not a romance anyway. Wouldn't it be overwhelming to engage in so many conflicts in the love scene?

Most importantly, this may also be my concept of love - trust each other, encourage each other, both men and women are independent individuals, not who is attached to whom.

This kind of love will have a lot less trouble, and of course a lot less drama. But ordinary people live their lives, what are they doing so earth-shattering?

Isn't it good to live in such a tacit understanding and plain life?

Hmm... I am really not suitable for writing romance, so my way of thinking is wrong.

But it doesn't matter, this is mine, the hero and heroine I created, they will fall in love as I think.

Just like a song I like very much, as sung by Li Zongsheng's "The Spirit in Life":

"We have all walked the road of love; we have heard too many songs about love; they have guessed wrong about everything about us; and the words in our hearts are only for you."

Our tacit understanding, they don't understand, the whole world doesn't understand, but I understand you, you understand me, that's enough.

The whole world is against it? Don't understand?

The whole world counts as fart!

How cool.

To be honest, when I was preparing this book, I still vowed to my friend that I would definitely not write about heroines, and that if I didn’t write about love, I would write about monks.

In the end, I still couldn't help writing. I have limited ability to write like this, but I am personally very satisfied.

I like the scene of Feng Shiyao staring at the dazzling stage lights after singing "You Are My Dream" on the stage, dreaming of Gao Zheng stepping on the court.

I like that when Feng Shiyao suddenly discovered Gao Zheng in his first concert, he temporarily changed the encore song, stared affectionately at that dark corner and kept singing "There is no you of yesterday, and there is no me of today" The scene, that picture has been circling in my mind for a long time, and I was very happy when I finally wrote it.

I also like the scene of Feng Shiyao and Gao Zheng looking at each other for a group photo, which really reflects the feeling of "they guessed everything about us wrong" that I like.

I also like the album Feng Shiyao made for Gao Zheng, the song Empty Sailboat, the Return of the King (on Jupiter), and the lyrics written by Feng Shiyao on the back of the photo...

Thinking about it now, although I didn't write much, I have written the love path of the couple Gao Zheng and Feng Shiyao, and I have no regrets.

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About Huawei.

This book is the first time I have advertised a product in such a large space, although people don't need me to do so...

Anyone who follows my Weibo may know that I am a fan of Huawei.

As for why I like it, I won’t talk about it.

In short, I will buy every new flagship of Huawei as soon as possible. Now the laptop has been replaced by Huawei's MateBookXPro from Dell. I especially like the one-touch transmission function between the mobile phone and the laptop.

And Gao Zheng plays for Atletico Madrid, and one of the sponsors of Atletico Madrid happens to be Huawei. Don’t you think it’s a coincidence?

So it's a matter of course.

But why do you have to write this?

Maybe it's because of the environment. After all, it's not about this book that I like Huawei...

In fact, when I decided that Gao Zheng would endorse Huawei, I had already thought of an advertising script for Huawei.

But unfortunately, due to space and timeline, there is no way to use it.

Just put it in the postscript as an easter egg:

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"Huawei Advertising Companion"

A girl from a conservatory made frequent mistakes in piano class, and was scolded bloody by the professor: "It's only a week before the performance, why are you on stage in this state? Are you ashamed of yourself? You can afford it, but I can't." I can't afford to lose this man!"

Then he threw the girl out of the piano room in front of other students in the class.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, the girl pursed her lips, bowed her head and walked out in silence.

The door of the piano room slammed shut behind her, but she didn't look back, but took out a certain Huawei mobile phone, which showed a text message from 20 minutes ago:

"Father: Your mother was in a car accident, and we just arrived at the provincial hospital..."

The girl put away her mobile phone and quickly ran out of the teaching building.

...

The manager encouraged his subordinates in the office: "Everyone knows the current situation. It is no exaggeration to say that the company has reached a critical moment of life and death. Now we have no choice but to grit our teeth and persevere. I personally give up. During the holidays, I will fight with everyone to the end!"

On the wall behind the manager is a poster of a battered Il bomber. Above the poster is a wall clock with the hour hand pointing to half past ten. It is already pitch black outside the window, and there is an open camp bed beside the window.

The office is filled with the sound of clacking keyboards and occasionally ringing phones.

In a certain office cubicle, a man in his thirties wearing a plaid shirt picked up a Huawei mobile phone, and in the WeChat message was a query from his wife: "I won't ask when you will come back for dinner, I want to know when you can go home and sleep today?"

If you look carefully, you can also see that the chat records on this message are all about inquiries such as "Are you off work?" "Are you coming back for dinner?"

And the men's answers are without exception: "Not yet", "I still have to work overtime", "You eat first, don't wait for me"...

This time, the man held his mobile phone, looked up at the busy colleagues around him who were busy in front of the computer, sighed silently, and then replied on the mobile phone: "Go to sleep first, and lock the door behind you."

After replying to the message, he put down his phone, put his hands on the keyboard again, and started working.

...

In the middle of the night, in the pouring rain, even the cars on the road were much sparser, and the sidewalks were almost empty.

At this time, a takeaway battery car was moving forward tenaciously in such wind and rain. The dim car lights flickered in the heavy rain, as if they would go out at any time.

A certain Huawei mobile phone used for navigation is propped on the front of the car. Although the takeaway food fell out of the rain and hit the fuselage, it was still working.

A reminder message popped up on the lit screen.

The wrinkled forehead was filled with rain, and the delivery man with water droplets hanging on his white stubble glanced at the message that popped up, but he didn't pay attention to the road ahead. The wheels suddenly slipped, and then he slipped to the ground. The lunch box didn't fall out.

After getting up from the ground, the delivery man rushed to the box at the first time, took out a plastic bag containing a lunch box from it, then struggled to get up and limped into a gate of a community on the side of the road. And the battery car just lay quietly on the ground, the dim headlights appeared more hazy in the dense rain, and even the car body became blurred in the rain and fog.

...

Gao Zheng was lying in the operating room of the hospital, surrounded by a group of doctors in front of the operating table, Gao Zheng was staring straight at the shadowless lamp above him.

Outside the operating room, his parents were waiting anxiously. The TV on the wall in the corridor broadcast the news that Gao Zheng had suffered a serious injury during the game: "...Gao Zheng is about to undergo surgery...he was in the top 12 match against the South Korean team Those who were seriously injured by the opponent's violation..."

The old couple leaned against each other, their backs looked extremely helpless in the empty corridor.

...

The girl rushed into the hospital ward, and immediately saw her mother lying in a coma on the bed, and her father sitting next to her with red eyes.

Seeing the girl, the doctor shook his head and said, "You have to be mentally prepared that you won't wake up..."

The girl stared blankly at her mother in front of her, tears streaming out of her eyes uncontrollably.

...

When the morning sun came in through the window, the man in front of the computer stretched his stiff shoulders, then picked up the mobile phone that had been on the table, and found that his wife had sent a message at 1:30 in the morning six hours ago. Message: "I just wanted to tell you that yesterday was our wedding anniversary..."

The man put down his phone and covered his face with his hands.

After a while, he rubbed his face vigorously, and then turned his attention to the lines of code on the computer screen.

...

The naked deliveryman sat on the curb, the plastic bag in his hand was completely wet by the rain, and even the bag was full of water. Apparently the order was canceled due to timeout.

He sat in the heavy rain in a daze, looking at the battery car that was still lying on the ground in front of him, his face was covered with water, and he didn't know which ones were rainwater and which ones were tears.

...

Gao Zheng slowly stood up from the wheelchair with his hands supported, and then he slowly tried to let go of his hands and stand with only the strength of his feet.

After he let go of his hands, although his body was trembling, he stopped.

So a smile appeared on his face.

Then he tried to move forward, but at this time his body lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

The TV newscaster in the background said in a cold voice: "... Some experts believe that even if Gao Zheng's surgery is successful, it will have a permanent negative impression on his body. Even if he can return to the green field, It will be difficult for him to return to the top..."

Gao Zheng, who fell on the ground, squirmed his lips and made no sound, but judging from his mouth shape, it should be a foul language.

...

The resplendent concert hall was full of seats, and the show was underway on the stage illuminated by spotlights.

The girl in the backcourt in the lounge was already dressed up, but she seemed a little absent-minded.

At this moment, the default ringtone of Huawei mobile phone "Dream It Possible" rang, and Feng Shiyal's singing instantly filled the rest time.

The girl took out her mobile phone, and it was displayed on the screen that it was her father calling. She answered the phone nervously, and her father's sobbing but joyful voice sounded: "Your mother...wake up!"

...

The scene outside the window was still pitch black, the office was still overcrowded, and the sound of keyboard tapping was the only main theme.

The man was still working overtime in front of the computer, but the mobile phone on the table suddenly rang the song "Dream It Possible", and at the same time, the name "Dear" appeared on the screen of the mobile phone.

Feng Shiyao's singing broke the original theme in the office, and someone looked up at the man.

Only then did he wake up like a dream and answered the phone, and at the same time quickly said: "Sorry, I still have to..."

But his defense was interrupted by his wife's voice: "Happy birthday, husband."

...

Under the scorching sun, the delivery man sat in the shade of a tree, sipping bread and mineral water, enjoying his lunch.

Although he has handled countless delicious dishes, his own lunch is very simple.

After putting down the mineral water bottle, he picked up his cell phone again, wanting to see if there was any new order, but the ringtone of "Dream It Possible" rang, and it was his wife.

But after connecting the phone, the voice that rang was not his wife, but his son.

The son said to him in an excited voice: "Dad! The college entrance examination scores are out, and I have passed the key line!!"

...

The sweaty Gao Zheng was gritting his teeth on the bicycle exercise machine, and beside him was his personal fitness trainer, staring at him seriously.

And Gao Zheng was facing a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and outside the window was a green street scene.

"Okay, come back after a rest." The fitness coach made a gesture, and Gao Zheng gradually stopped, still sitting on the bicycle to rest.

At this time, Feng Shiyao's song "Dream It Possible" rang from the mobile phone on the front of the car.

At the same time, the profile picture of Feng Shiyao and the nickname "Sister Feng" appeared on the screen of the mobile phone.

When Gao Zheng picked up the phone, the screen turned to the outside of the house, staring at the courtyard wall, just in time to see the floor-to-ceiling window where Gao Zheng was, and Gao Zheng sitting on the fitness machine could be clearly seen in the window.

A tall, long-haired figure appeared in the picture from the back, and she also held a Huawei mobile phone by her ear.

She looked at the window and said, "Look out of the window."

Gao Zheng cast his gaze strangely, and at a glance he saw Feng Shiyao, who was dragging a suitcase, standing outside the wall and looking at him.

"Why are you here?" Gao Zheng's voice was full of surprise.

In the close-up, Feng Shiyao smiled and asked, "Can't I come?"

...

The performance of the girls was very successful, even the strict instructor was the first to stand up after the girls' performance, gave warm applause to his students, and showed a gratified smile on his face.

For a while, there was thunderous applause in the hall.

The well-dressed girl stood next to the piano and bowed to the standing ovation audience. When she looked up again, tears were streaming down her face.

The music of "Dream It Possible" sounded again.

...

When the lights first came on, the man was already standing at the door of the house. Through the door, the voices of people calling the children to eat could be faintly heard.

Facing the door of his own house, the man was a little nervous. He checked the bag in his hand again, which contained the wedding anniversary gift he gave his wife.

A belated anniversary present, but not late for him today.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After the door opened, the wife, who was still wearing an apron, stared at her husband with wide eyes, and then covered her mouth with her hands.

The man first handed over the gift, but then he realized that his wife hadn't received it, so he quickly opened his arms and hugged his wife in his arms.

...

The delivery man stood in front of a famous university together with his wife and son. Today he is not wearing the somewhat greasy delivery jacket.

A person holding a Huawei mobile phone gestured to the family of three to look at the camera, and then pressed the shutter.

The picture is frozen and zoomed in.

In the photo, the son makes a "V" gesture and smiles brightly. The father next to him is wearing an ill-fitting suit and smiling a little stiffly.

The big characters of "XX University" behind him reflected the sunlight, shining brightly like a small sun.

...

At the World Cup in Russia, there was a lot of voices, and a huge five-star red flag on the stands was quite eye-catching.

Under this huge national flag is the attack that the Chinese team is advancing.

The commentator He Ping's voice sounded in the background: "...Up to now, the game has been going on for 40 minutes, and the first half is about to end. The score is 0:1, and the Chinese team is temporarily behind by one goal. The French team... Now it's the turn of the Chinese team to fight back, the football was passed to Gao Zheng's feet...Gao Zheng!!"

Accompanied by his sudden roar, Gao Zheng at the front of the penalty area cleverly shook Kanter who was rushing up, and gently moved the football forward. In front of him was almost the entire defense line of the French team.

Without hesitation, he swung his right foot straight to the football!

The football soared into the air like a cannonball, crossed the French frontal defense line composed of Umtiti and Varane, and flew straight to the upper right corner of the goal.

Although the French goalkeeper Lloris tried his best to pounce on the football, he was helpless in the face of such a tricky shot!

The football got into the goal accurately from the dead corner!

"Gao Zheng - he scored the first goal of the Chinese men's football team in the history of the World Cup!! The Chinese team equalized the score..."

Huge cheers drowned He Ping's excited shouts, and the huge national flag on the stands surged up, as if fluttering in the wind.

The wind whistling and hunting.

Then the cheers gradually disappeared, and Feng Shiyao's singing sounded again.

In the singing of "Dream It Possible", the camera is gradually moved up to the sky, and words emerge under the blue sky and white clouds:

No matter sad trough, or phoenix nirvana;

This journey has gone through ups and downs, and we are with you;

We all understand your joys and sorrows.

The text gradually disappeared, and the sky became pure white, revealing Huawei's LOGO and the classic slogan:

Make It Possible

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Originally, the advertisement in my mind was only for a few moments, but I really didn't expect that it would take so long to write it out completely. The inspiration for this ad originally came from Huawei's famous MV "Dream It Possible". One day, I suddenly thought that Huawei's mobile phone has such a high market share, so it should be more than just an ordinary mobile phone. Our current life is so closely related to smartphones, it is difficult to separate smartphones from our lives, so sometimes the little thing we always hold in our hands is not just a tool, but more like a tool The partners who silently accompany us by the side have witnessed our joys and sorrows...

So I came up with this creative idea-when will Huawei pay me?

In short, although it is an advertisement, you can also read it as an easter egg of this book...

I figured it would be nice to end the book with this ad.

In short, the story of Gao Zheng and Feng Shiyao ends here.

Suddenly feel a little sad...

Really wish there was a couple like this in the real world...

Well, I also know it's impossible.

So goodbye to the new book, everyone.

I don't know when the new book will be released, because I haven't started writing it yet.

It could be a month, it could be two months.

But it shouldn't be as long as this book has been rested for half a year...

Anyway, see you then.

It was a completely different world from the stories I had written before.

I'm still looking forward to it...

At the end of the day, this journey has been full of wind and rain, and with you, the scenery is really beautiful.

thanks.