this man is not calm

Chapter 12

Jin Shang and Sun Daqi, who were talking and laughing, passed through the arch of the stadium and went up the stairs to the stands.It took a few minutes to find his seat, and Sun Daqi looked at the surrounding furnishings.

"Xiao Jin, I always feel that this place is different from the football field in my impression."

"How to say?"

"The murderous spirit is too heavy."

Jin Shang who heard the words laughed:
"Because this stadium was originally built according to the standard of a fortress. 100 years ago, there were high-explosive artillery on the outer wall. In the past, many nobles came here to watch football games, and they also received many foreign guests. If it is not built stronger, It will be troublesome if lawbreakers hurt international friends."

"So that's the case, no wonder it's different from the stadiums I've seen before."

"Football diplomacy. At that time, it was not easy to find consensus with international friends. The group of ministers and military officers had nothing to do, they just loved to play football. The old Imperial Academy compiled and compiled historical materials, 'Hey, this thing our ancestors lived hundreds of years ago. There it was', and together, modern football was born."

Historical development has its own laws. At the beginning, the football rules were very different from the present, and then gradually became similar to the football in Jin Shang's memory.For example, in order to encourage offense, the two points for wins were changed to three points, which was only implemented six years ago.

"If you say that, the entanglement between Beijing Northern United Football Club and the Jiaziyuan team is also true?"

"Of course, there are no waves without wind."

The Beijing Northern United football team, which was the first to compete with countless opponents here, changed its name and surname for some reason more than 30 years ago and moved away from this old stadium that has witnessed the vicissitudes of history.

In a fit of rage, Jin Shang's grandfather gathered together some old people who were dissatisfied with the team's abandonment of tradition, and formed the current Beijing Northern United football team, starting from the bottom league and starting over at this stadium.

A generation has passed, and the turmoil of that year is rarely mentioned.

Some of the so-called mortal enemies in the football circle come from this way.Because the new Beijing Northern United football team has been hanging out in low-level leagues, even talking about the past resentment will only make people laugh.They don't even have the qualifications to compete in the same field. What kind of mortal enemy are they talking about?
"No wonder the fans here have a different spirit."

Sun Daqi felt sincerely that he was busy with his career before and didn't care much about the football league, but now he feels a little bit of fun.

While the two were chatting, a figure appeared around the corner and walked towards this side.

"This way, this way."

Li Xuan, who was wearing regular clothes, came to sit next to Jin Shang with a smile on her face.

"There are too many people at the door, queuing up wasted some time. As a small boss, can't you go to the VIP box to watch the game, and you have to squeeze here?"

"The atmosphere is different. Here...I seldom come to watch the game. I have been to the box a few times, and I feel uncomfortable. I still like the feeling of sweating profusely in the stands and shouting hoarsely."

Introducing Li Xuan and Sun Daqi to each other, just about to say something witty, I saw the opposite away stand, a large number of fans wearing red and yellow away team jerseys, put a lot of big drums on the stand.

The total number of people was less than [-]. With the cheering and cheering of drums, the sound waves made made people's eardrums hurt.

"The old folks in northern Hubei are so enthusiastic."

Li Xuan, who smiled so much that her eyes were bent into a line, tugged at the sleeve of Jin Shang's jersey,

"How do Beijing fans fight back?"

"You'll find out later."

On the opposite side, the Ebei l Luyin football team played away games, and more than 2000 loyal fans came to support it, which is enough to prove the team's local reputation.

This is the third-level Jiayin group, not Jiashiyuan. The home courts of some small local teams cannot attract 3000 people to watch the game.

A cloud of white clouds floated from the sky, covering the scorching sun and sending a little breeze, bringing a little coolness to the passionate stadium.

Fans entered the arena one after another. After sitting down, nearly 10 minutes later, the referee blew the whistle to start the game.

The first half of the game was uneventful. The home team relied on steady performance, firmly took the initiative, and scored a goal after creating dangerous situations many times.In the second half, the visiting team directly changed three players, and their style of play changed suddenly. They beat the home team's seven meat and eight elements with a "bass punch". After scoring three goals in 10 minutes, the fans and players of the home team who thought the game was a surefire game were stunned.

After the head coach changed two people in a row and strengthened the defense, he barely stabilized his position.

"What the hell...what the hell."

The aggrieved Jin Shang spat and complained cursingly,

"Old problems, more than brave, not enough dexterity, poor ability to deal with mutations, in the final analysis, or lack of experience."

The home team has strict discipline, a tough style, and the spirit of never giving up is indeed remarkable. However, like an old-fashioned chariot, it feels a little unable to keep up with the changing style of play in the new era.

Of course, it was much stronger than the group of sweaty rough men wrestling in the mud that Jin Shang had seen a few years ago, at least it seemed like they were playing football, rather than fighting in the name of playing football.

"If the big head can lead the team to upgrade, I will keep him for another year and try to avoid relegation; if it fails, I will fire him and hire a better young coach. At this level, investing money feels like a waste of money."

Li Xuan held back her laughter, and patted Jin Shang on the back pretendingly.

"Calm down, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs."

The depressed Jin Shang was about to curse again when he heard the curious Sun Daqi pointing to the opposite side and asking:

"What do they mean by 'knot the crotch'? Death threats? Why no one cares..."

"You misunderstood, that's a local slang, the fans shouted 'hit the crotch', complaining that their players are too elegant to play football, and they are reluctant to go all out, which means urging them to fall to the ground and tackle fiercely."

"Crotch down" is similar to "hands down". "Crotch" refers to the thighs, and the way of kicking with all the thighs on the ground must be outrageously fierce.

In football matches, strength is fundamental, but the performance of fans is also very important.It was the vulgar cheering method of the fans on the opposite side that boosted the morale of the visiting team, winning three consecutive cities in a short period of time and completely turning the tables.

Li Xuan's explanation made Sun Daqi suddenly realize.

Seeing the passage of time, the opponent shrunk back to defend, intending to keep the victory. The home team's defeat was imminent, and Jin Shang turned his head to look at the noisy phalanx of home team fans behind him.

"Hey, is He Laoxi here? If he's not dead yet, stand up quickly."

When the nearby fans heard it, they immediately yelled loudly, calling for He Laoxi one after another.

Half a minute later, a young old man with a thin body but a strong spirit stood up.

"Xiao Jin is finally willing to watch the game again? Go back and ask your father Lao Jin to spend money. I, He Laoxi, have watched the game for 30 years. Your grandfather said that he would go back to Jiashiyuan for revenge. It has been 30 years. Now my grandson I’m already in high school, if I don’t hurry up, I won’t be able to wait for that day.”

"Stop talking nonsense, what's the situation now? Hurry up, "General's Order", are you okay?"

"Who do you think you are talking to? I was the chief trumpeter back then, and thousands of troops listened to my command..."

"Cowhide stop first, let's start."

As he spoke, Jin Shang took off the suona pinned to his waist, and the old man called He Laoxi and a large number of nearby fans gathered together automatically.

In the tradition of the Northern Union in the capital, there are young soldiers who charge forward, and naturally there must be generals who command well and cheers to boost morale.

How can we be invincible and invincible?
The "General's Order" that has been sung for thousands of years is all in it.

Seeing that Jin Shang was sitting upright and the surrounding atmosphere was very dignified, Sun Daqi was curious and didn't bother, Li Xuan whispered:
"So you really know how, I thought it was just for show."

"You don't know much. With the talented Jin Gongzi as your boyfriend, the rest of your life will not be boring."

As soon as the voice fell, there were bursts of slow and heavy drumbeats, like a majestic general raising his tent and going out to battle, with a vigorous posture and light steps, from slow to fast, exaggerating the tense atmosphere of the battle that is about to begin.

After the shocking prelude, Li Xuan, who was looking forward to it, was deeply shocked by the suona sound from close range.

Not only Jin Shang, but also He Laoxi and a group of well-prepared fans raised their suona or bronze horns, puffed up their cheeks, and played the shocking "General's Order" together with the accompanying big drum.

All kinds of musical instruments, the suona is the king of the hundred, either ascending to heaven, or worshiping the hall!

However, those present today know that suona can also make people so excited.At the Football Park Stadium, not every home game has a "General's Order" to cheer for the players off the field.

To put it bluntly, only when He Laoxi's spirit is still in a very important game, can he be treated like this.

That old man has been sitting in the stands of the home team fans for decades. As long as he is a senior fan, there is no one who does not know him. The music and drum cheering group formed around him is not only famous among the fans in the west of Beijing, but also in the whole capital. Lao Xi is also a famous folk artist.

It's just that people will grow old one day, and gradually, He Laoxi can hardly breathe anymore.

Layered timbre and strength, sometimes slowing down, sometimes getting faster, the palace tone is changeable, the sound waves rise and fall, repeating, and mixed with the cheers and cheers of the home team fans, completely overwhelming the drums on the opposite side and the "hip crotch" Threat sound.

The fans of the home team, who are almost ten times the number of fans of the visiting team, have the upper hand.

Off the field, the defending Ebei Luyin team seemed to be "enjoying" such treatment for the first time, and was frightened for a while. The home team, who saw through the loopholes, took advantage of the situation to attack and forced the visiting team to foul in the penalty area, not only sent a penalty kick , and one person was fined.

After successfully pulling back a goal, the players cheered up and the fans became more active.

After blowing the "General's Order" twice, the elderly He Laoxi finally couldn't hold on any longer, and sat down sweating profusely, rubbing his cheeks and panting for breath.

"I'm old, I can't do it anymore, and I don't know if anyone will take over my position as chief trumpeter in the future."

Jin Shang took a few glances at Li Xuan and Sun Daqi, who were covering their ears to avoid the suona's "magic sound", and finally got used to it. Like other fans, they raised their arms and shouted, couldn't help laughing, and then said to He Laoxi:

"It's not enough to always have a few fans playing and conducting. More people have to participate."

Of course, things are not easy, whether it is suona, bronze horn or drum, it is not something that ordinary people can learn in a short time.Without a few years of hard work and hard work, I can't do it at all.

"I never heard that you have to learn a musical instrument to watch a football game. What's your idea, kid?"

"I think "General's Order" is good. It has an excellent folk foundation, and most of them can hum a few passages. Why don't you adapt it and write the lyrics so that everyone can sing along with it? It's better than chaotically shouting along."

"What kind of fairy lyrics are qualified to be compared with "General Order"? Although we people in Beijing are rude, we are not reckless without artistic accomplishment. Ordinary people don't like it. If you want everyone to recognize it, playing a chorus at home is not a good thing. Easy thing."

"Just wait and see, go back and take good care of it. If you persist for a few more years, you can see us go to Jiashiyuan."

"Don't curse me to death every day. Although the old man is not as tough as before, it will not be a problem to persist for another 20 years."

"All right, all right, rest, I'll lead the performance."

"A big suona is still too thin, not powerful enough..."

"It's not a concert, it's almost enough."

"alright."

The golden broom hanging close to his chest repeatedly reminded Jin Shang to calm down and not to be impulsive, especially the "Gold Finger" energy that he had finally gathered these days should not be wasted on this nondescript copper suona in his hand.

"Humans, in fact, they are not such rational creatures. Once they are in a fanatical group atmosphere, they are very easily influenced.So, I don't want to come here, it's too high. 』

What is self-cultivation, what is thoughtful, what is calm, all of them are ignored!

In a world invisible to everyone, strands of golden light gushed out from Jin Shang's body, passed through the golden broom, and poured all of it into the copper suona in his hand.

In an instant, a feeling of blood connection welled up in my heart.

"High-pitched, loud, refreshing, refreshing, demonic, top-notch!"All kinds of musical instruments, suona is king! 』

The consumption is huge, and I got an instrument that is useless except for watching and cheering. If you change the time and place, Jin Shang will not do it if he is killed.

but……

"I live like a robot and plan everything carefully, so what's the point, sir, I'm going to be presumptuous today." 』

Ignoring a bunch of golden, silver, white, gray and black air masses pouring into his body, Jin Shang blew the copper suona again, which had become somewhat different.

"Okay, Xiao Jin, it's worthwhile for me to teach you before. Playing the pipa for a thousand days, the zither for a hundred days, and a suona for a lifetime, it seems that you put your heart into it, otherwise it wouldn't be so exciting."

He Laoxi said with a smile and turned his eyes to the court.

Just when the ears of Li Xuan and Sun Daqi were devastated by the sound of the big suona again and again, no tickets were bought outside the venue, and they could not enter the venue. The bursts of suona sound came out, and the special reverberation mixed with the loud sound.

(End of this chapter)