Our Future (Part 1)

George, wearing a jersey, ran on the green field, sweat flowing freely and soaking his clothes, but he could not stop his speed. He easily passed one blocker after another, dribbling the ball to the backcourt, and then

As soon as he kicked it out, the football rolling on the ground instantly flew up, crossing the field like a meteor, so fast that it turned into an afterimage in people's eyes.

Just as the goalkeeper was about to pounce, while he was still in mid-air, the football crashed into the net, lifting the net high and causing the goal to tremble violently, showing how powerful it was.

The audience in the stands instantly stood up and cheered like a mountain and a tsunami. The flag of George's team was waved vigorously. They were cheering for George, they were shouting for George, and they were raising the flag for George.

And George also waved to them, with a joyful smile on his face, and his excitement was beyond words. His flying spirit made the camera quickly give a close-up of the 'great hero', so that fans inside and outside the stadium could see him again.

A legendary player who took off.

George is running in the camera, and an amulet-like pendant hanging around his neck is jumping as he runs. The workmanship looks a bit rough, and the flame pattern on it seems to have changed due to sweat.

It is extremely bright, giving people the impression that it will rise into the sky at any time and turn into a real flame, burning blazingly under the clear sky.

The elated George was running while waving to the fans supporting him on the sidelines, receiving even louder cheers. However, as he was running, George stopped, the smile on his face disappeared, and doubts appeared in his eyes. As the crowd surged, George stopped.

In the moving stands, he saw a familiar figure.

Standing in the aisle of the stands with his back to the sun, from George's perspective, this man just blocked the sun. The bright sunlight shone on this man, giving him a halo, making it difficult to see his face clearly.

face, but it made George blurt out a name:

"future?"

Before George could take a closer look, his excited teammates rushed over, knocking George staggering, and then being hugged tightly in his arms. George couldn't help but swayed, and his sight was suddenly blocked.

When George stood firm and looked over, he could no longer find the familiar figure.

"Dazzled...?"

George murmured, but his eyes kept scanning the stands, trying to find the figure that he could not forget, but there was no trace of it.

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Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The dull engine roared, echoing in the sky above the vast racing field. Motorcycles were driving rapidly on the spacious track. The spectators on the sidelines watched the motorcycles whizzing by nervously and excitedly.

Whenever the rider he supports surpasses other riders, he will let out a cheer.

This is a sport that challenges human limits by using speed to overcome fear and surpassing opponents with skills. Every driver is trying to maximize the performance of the vehicle, and must overcome his own heart until he exceeds the limit before he has the opportunity to stand on the leaderboard.

On the podium, receiving cheers from the audience.

In the roar of the engine from far to near and then farther away, the commentator on the field was explaining in an impassioned tone. The camera showed a slightly slender driver in the leading team:

"The driver shown on the camera now is Kaze Mana. She is the only female driver on the field and the first female driver to win a race under the FIM. She also achieved the fastest lap and pole position.

The first female driver.

Along the way, in addition to breaking records again and again, she was also accompanied by many doubts. Now she is galloping in the world arena, and she will use her speed to break through those doubts and charge towards the championship.

...Look, she is still accelerating, but there is a sharp turn ahead. If she does not slow down, she will run off the runway.

...She passed by without slowing down and passed this fatal curve by just pressing herself. As her name suggests, she is a brave person who is as fast as the wind.

...Now there is only one lap left before the finish line, can she still surpass the previous champion?

...accelerate, she is still accelerating...

Crossed the line!

champion!

At a historic moment, the first female driver in the world championship was born.

She broke through many obstacles, faced all kinds of doubts, and proved herself with her strength. Let us cheer for her!

Shout out her name together

Feng Zhi——Marina!”

The whole audience stood up, flags were waved, and cheers came one after another.

Under the spotlight, Marina, wearing a driver's uniform, stepped onto the highest podium step by step, picked up the trophy representing the highest honor, and raised it high.

The whole audience cheered!

There were tears in the corners of Jinna's eyes. The heavy trophy was just like her difficulties along the way. There were so many doubts and countless different looks. It seemed that women should not appear in this event that has never indicated gender, but she survived.

, and became the strongest this year.

"I did it, I did it!" Jinna held the trophy and cried with a smile. After countless hard work, she was greeted by an almost continuous flash of lights.

But in this blinding light, Jinna, who had a professional smile on her face, saw a person standing at the side of the racing track not far away, looking over the crowd, that figure,

That outline seems to be...

"future!"

Mariina shouted and immediately wanted to rush over, but after running a few steps, she was stopped by Coach Kadokura, who had always believed in her and supported her. She looked at Mariina in surprise and said, "Where are you going? Right now.

There will be group photos of the first, second and third place players, and then there will be interviews with the media and sponsors..."

Coach Kadokura talked about the journey after winning the championship. These are not just about money, but also the foundation for Marina to go all the way to the world stage. No matter how good the technology is, it needs the support of a whole team, and a team cannot survive with love.

Far away, a large amount of money is needed to maintain operation, and this money comes from sponsors who are optimistic about Jinna.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Both parties are mutually beneficial. Now that Jinna has won the historic championship, she needs to turn this into actual money, but she cannot run away willfully.

"But..."

With this tug, Jinna was shaken, and the figure that made her feel extremely familiar disappeared. No matter how Jinna looked for it, the place was empty, as if it had never appeared before.

"Marina, Marina." Coach Kadokura shouted repeatedly, "Hurry up, we need to take a group photo."

Jinna reluctantly looked and looked, but couldn't find anything. She could only return to the podium one step at a time, forcing a smile to take a photo with the runner-up and third place, but her eyes were all over the place, trying to find that helpless thing again.

Forgotten figure.

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The thick smell of blood, the choking disinfectant, the dazzling shadowless lights, the dripping monitors, and the tightly wrapped doctors and nurses were busy on this silent operating table with serious faces, taking every step carefully.

Every time it's accurate.

This is a battle with death, and it is also a race between life and death, with life as the bet, no one wants to lose, and everyone is busy doing their best.

finally...

call!

The attending physician who was surrounded breathed a long sigh of relief. The nurse next to him immediately helped wipe away the sweat, but he ignored it and immediately ordered: "Loosen the distal blood vessel clamp."

The assistant doctor next to him immediately carefully loosened the blood vessel clamp, and the source of life immediately began to flow. Everyone stared at the suture opening, watching the blood flow along the anastomotic blood vessels, reaching the suture opening, and then continued to move forward.

...

"No blood leaking."

Amidst the surprise shouts of the assistant physician, all the medical staff showed happy smiles, which meant that the operation was successful and they had once again snatched a life back from the hands of death.

"As expected of Dr. Kuze."

"Such a large wound was sutured in such a short time."

"Of course, he is the most skilled doctor."

"..."

The doctors and nurses in the operating room were in joy and quickly dealt with the subsequent steps, while the doctors and nurses outside the operating room who were watching via video were actively discussing, and the one who talked the most was the surgeon in charge this time, the famous Teppei Kuze.

He has achieved a lot at a young age and has become one of the few doctors capable of repairing serious aortic defects. He has repeatedly brought patients who were considered "unsavable" back from the brink of death.

After the nurse finished bandaging, the several-hour operation ended. Everyone was finally able to relax, and their faces showed signs of fatigue.

Zheping dragged his tired body and slowly washed the blood from his hands, but his heart was happy, because this time he won again, there would be no painful cries, only tears of joy.

After changing his clothes, without taking any time to rest, Zheping took the medical record report and started the ward rounds with a group of intern doctors. He would ask questions from time to time. Even if he couldn't answer the answer, he would not keep a straight face, let alone get angry, but be patient.

He explained it in detail and asked him to go to his office to get relevant notes and ask him next time.

Every time he went to a ward, he was greeted by smiles from family members and thanks from patients, and he responded with patience and attentiveness, asking patients in detail about their conditions and patiently explaining all the problems, no matter how weird or unprofessional they were.

patient.

After the ward rounds in the morning, Zheping took the group of intern doctors back to the office. As he walked, he told them about the problems they encountered during today's ward rounds and gave them some 'homework'.

At this time, the number of people in the hospital gradually increased, and there were also many more patients or family members waiting in the corridor. When they saw Zheping coming, they all greeted them warmly, and Zheping also smiled back one by one, and occasionally smiled.

A few words of caution.

Enthusiasm dispels coldness, and smiles dilute sadness.

It adds a touch of warmth to this place full of life, separation and death.

He had just arranged for the interns and was about to go back to the office to rest for a while. Zheping glanced at him inadvertently and saw a familiar person among the people coming and going.

Amid the commotion, he stood there quietly, with drops of sunlight shining brightly on his face, as if...

Tears!
To be continued...