"Mr. Hu Lai, the survival space of strikers like you who can only score goals in today's football world is getting narrower and narrower... But despite this, you have achieved dazzling achievements. What is your secret to success?"
On a winter afternoon, Hu Lai showed reporters from all over the world the supreme honor he had just won, and a reporter asked him such a question.
Facing the gazes from the reporters, Hu Lai's thoughts returned to the afternoon in middle school. He stood alone next to the court and watched other classmates play games. They did not let him play, thinking that he was here to make trouble. He also thought of what the coach said to him with a stern face: "Hu Lai, if you can't put in ten times the efforts of others, your talent is just a worthless stone." And a disdainful voice: "Modern football has higher and higher requirements for center forwards, and more and more comprehensively. What's the use of you just shooting?"
Finally, his thoughts were frozen at that time. The night was already looming in the eastern sky. In the middle of the abandoned open space covered with weeds, a girl said to him seriously: "Hu Lai, you are actually talented, and you are very talented! Because you know where the goal is!"
Hu Lai stared at the girl's eyes and saw the sunset behind her from those eyes.
The sunlight reflected in the pupils, flowing and burning, condensed into a halo, as if it was about to melt itself in this light.
Hu Lai, who withdrew his thoughts, returned to this warm winter afternoon. Facing the enthusiastic reporters, he smiled slightly: "Because I know, the goal is there."
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