Chapter 8: A layer of clouds comes a layer of sky
Time doesn't pass too fast, and it feels a little slow. When Mu Qinghan came to the train station with his suitcase, the first thing he saw was not Qin Feng and them, but Yin Shanshan. He didn't know how long she had been waiting here, but looking at her tired face, she didn't have a good night's sleep.
Mu Qinghan stepped forward, "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to see you off. Yin Shanshan smiled sweetly, "No, I'm afraid that you won't have time to eat breakfast in the morning, so I bought you some." She handed over an egg scramble, and it smelled good. However, Mu Qinghan had already eaten breakfast, and he had no appetite. I wanted to refuse, but when I saw the glimmer of expectation in Yin Shanshan's eyes, I took it after worrying, and I couldn't help but be moved in my heart.
"Thank you. Mu Qinghan carried it cautiously, "I'll eat it when I get to the station later." ”
"Hmm. Senior Qin Feng and they have already entered the station, so you should hurry in. Yin Shanshan smiled.
"Okay. Mu Qinghan wanted to take a look at the station, and sure enough, Qin Feng and his party looked at him again through the glass and waved his hand.
"Then slow down on your way back. Mu Qinghan instructed.
"Got it, you go in. Yin Shanshan left here after speaking, walked to the nearest bus stop, and waved to Mu Qinghan again.
Mu Qinghan also waved his hand to her, turned around and entered the train station. This is Mu Qinghan's first time on the train, and he is also unfamiliar. It almost all relied on Qin Feng and them to help. With the surge of people, they were squeezed into the train like moths.
A melodious train whistle sounded, and the train began to move in the direction of the provincial capital. The scenery on the side of the road is constantly changing, and it seems to be a moving picture, recording a different scenery at every moment. Mu Qinghan sat next to the window, and in addition to eating and drinking along the way, he was almost looking at the scenery outside. There was a hint of joy in his eyes, as if he wanted to imprint all the scenery in his heart, and when he went back, he would talk to Yin Shanshan.
At this time, he remembered the egg scones sent by Yin Shanshan in the morning, and took them out of his backpack. When I took it out, it was already deformed, but when I ate it in my mouth, it was very fragrant.
It took almost four hours to get to the provincial capital. After getting off the train, the teacher who led the team and Qin Feng took Mu Qinghan and them to a student apartment near the provincial gymnasium to live. It's a bit basic, but it's very clean, two people in one room. Mu Qinghan was taken care of and lived in a room alone, which Qin Feng and the others fought for him.
Mu Qinghan didn't ask anything, quietly put the luggage away, and simply cleaned up. Soon after lunch, I was told to go to the stadium conference room to meet.
"This afternoon we practiced freely and by 7 o'clock in the evening we had a friendly match with a team. Qin Feng announced today's matters. However, it was not the friendly match that Qin Feng said, but a friendly match with the team that ranked twentieth the year before last.
At night, Mu Qinghan sat on a chair and watched them play, but he didn't play. After half-time, the two teams played a two-to-one, and the Winddance team fell behind for a while. That goal was kicked in by Qin Feng when he took a penalty.
At halftime, Yang Xu discussed with Qin Feng, "Let's let Mu Qinghan play, otherwise if we lose, it will pull our morale." ”
Qin Feng thought about it and looked at them, "Well, okay, let's see who changes Mu Qinghan." ”
"Me. A sophomore came out, "Mu Qinghan can just kick my position." ”
In the second half, Mu Qinghan was replaced, which attracted some disdain from the other party. But Mu Qinghan doesn't care, once he is serious, then he only has football in his eyes.
As soon as the whistle blew, Qin Feng kicked off, and instead of passing it to Mu Qinghan immediately, he kicked it to Yang Xu. Yang Xu took the ball and passed it around a person to Mu Qinghan. Because Mu Qinghan is a new face, there is no one who can guard him, and he feels that even if he receives the ball, he will be easily snatched away.
But they were wrong, and they couldn't be more wrong. When Mu Qinghan received the football, the football never left him again, and he broke alone and directly brought the ball into the goal. In the opening minutes of the second half, the Dance of the Winds was tied at 2-2.
In the next forty minutes, it was Mu Qinghan's special football show. After several months of physical training, his physical fitness and patience have also improved a lot. At least run half the race, and you won't be as tired and out of breath as before. Fortunately, Qin Feng gave him several glances in a row, and the score was controlled at 6 to 2, and the Wind Dance team won a big victory.
Their opponent's face was indeed a little unpleasant, Qin Feng said some polite words to them before leaving the stadium and going back to rest.
On the second day, the provincial high school football league kicked off. The players of the various teams were so tired of the long opening speech that they almost slept on their stomachs or lying there.
Mu Qinghan was not at home, and they played against the High School Affiliated to Normal University in the Railway Gymnasium. Although the High School Affiliated to Normal University ranked tenth last year, the ranking is not very high, but its strength should not be underestimated.
Mu Qinghan and his entourage came to the Railway Gymnasium, put on their uniforms, and lined up neatly on the field. At this time, Mu Qinghan stood on such a formal playing field for the first time, he looked at the player number on his body, and wrote a big nine characters, for a football team, nine is a very special number.
He looked at the team members of the High School Attached to the Normal University, all of them were very strong, and in terms of body size alone, their Wind Dance was already weaker. And Mu Qinghan is the thinnest one in the Dance of the Wind team. Because of this, it attracted a lot of strange eyes from the other party, although he didn't speak, he obviously looked down on Mu Qinghan.
The two captains shake hands and the game begins. Mu Qinghan took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in his heart, and gradually his eyes only had football, the field, and infinite possibilities. The opponent kicked off and launched a fierce attack at the beginning, but it caught the Wind Dance a little off guard, and in just five minutes, he lost a point. This made those people in the middle school attached to the Normal University cheer, and some people even gave Mu Qinghan a middle finger. The provocation is obvious.
Mu Qinghan didn't pay attention to it, and he didn't think what would happen if he lost a goal. Qin Feng's pressure was a little great, he came to Mu Qinghan and patted him on the shoulder, "Qinghan, don't be under pressure, just start." ”
'I know I was just warming up to get used to their attacking style and the ball handling ability of each and every one of them. Mu Qinghan smiled faintly and said his true thoughts. It made Qin Feng slightly surprised, "Okay, then it's time for us to counterattack." ”
"This is natural. Mu Qinghan nodded, "Our goal of the Wind Dance is to be the champion." ”
"Hmm. "Whether it can be achieved or not, there must be a dream of a championship. Qin Feng's thoughts were the same.
Kick off again and the game continues.
Mu Qinghan is like the wind on the court, driving the rhythm of the entire wind dance. In less than ten minutes, a point was recovered. This made the players of the High School Attached to the Normal University a little ugly, and increased the defense of Mu Qinghan, but it was useless. In Qin Feng's words, Mu Qinghan is a silent Tianxing horse, and his strength is definitely at the professional level, and it is national.
Soon the first half was over, and the Dancing of the Winds temporarily took a 4-1 lead. In the second half, Qin Feng didn't let Mu Qinghan play again, he also had his own ideas, after all, Mu Qinghan was too good, for fear of attracting more people's ideas, what to do if he poached it.
However, even so, it still attracted the idea of someone with a heart. Before the second half of the game began, the crowd in the audience suddenly more than doubled. Mu Qinghan never paid attention to these, sat on the chair and rested with a bottle of water, the wind and clouds came, faintly lazy.
The boy's sky is like this, he doesn't know how to be frivolous and doesn't know what to say, and a layer of clouds comes from a layer of sky.