When Mu Qinghan handed over the leave slip to the head teacher, it was unsurprisingly rejected.

He thought for a moment and didn't say much. went directly to the fourth floor to find Qin Feng and asked him to help ask for leave.

Sure enough, as soon as Qin Feng came forward, the fake note was successfully approved, and it was still a week. This made Mu Qinghan slightly surprised, he didn't expect Qin Feng's face to be so big.

"It's not that my face is big, it's that the honor of the school is big. Your homeroom teacher also loves to play football. When the time comes, you play well and make them impress you. ”

"Hmm. Mu Qinghan nodded, but only he knew his thoughts.

The leave has been granted, but there is still more than a week before the start of the competition.

At this time, there were also rumors in the class about the school's football team participating in the provincial high school football league, and more talk was naturally about Qin Feng's senior, who was not only handsome, had a good personality, studied well, but also played football very well, and became the idol of many girls. Yin Shanshan is also one of them, but she admires Mu Qinghan more.

Except for those on the football team, she was the only one who had seen Mu Qinghan play football. And compared to Qin Feng, he played better.

The rumors in the class did not affect Mu Qinghan, and he still studied in class, was in a daze after class, or read books. Except for Yin Shanshan who occasionally came to chat with him, he has always stayed in his own world.

In physical education class, the teacher asked the students in the class to do regular exercises, and then asked them to play football on a whim. Yin Shanshan listened to it and strongly recommended Mu Qinghan to play, but was vetoed by many boys, because Mu Qinghan had never participated in group activities and had never seen him play football.

"Look, that's what happens when you don't fit in the collective. They will try to exclude you. Yin Shanshan sat beside him and said with some regret.

"I don't care. I don't care about a simple sentence, which made Yin Shanshan stunned there. She looked at Mu Qinghan quietly, thinking in her heart, what kind of boy is he, if he has autism, then he doesn't talk to anyone. But he loves football and communicates with them, so he is naturally not autistic. But he was always alone, always living in his own world, and never came out to see the scenery outside.

"What do you think football is?" Mu Qinghan asked Xiang Yin Shanshan to hear her opinion.

"What else can football be, isn't it just a round black and white ball, everyone kicks around, the picture is a fun. Yin Shanshan thought about it and said.

"No, football is Senior Qin Feng's dream. Mu Qinghan shook his head and said again, "Senior Qin Feng cares a lot about this preliminary competition. Although he was relaxed with me, it was just a friendly match. But I know that if we lose, we lose our qualification to participate in the Provincial High School Football League. ”

Yin Shanshan didn't speak, she listened quietly, it was rare for Mu Qinghan to say so many things at one time.

"So, I want to help him fulfill his dream, win the championship and fulfill this dream of his. Mu Qinghan didn't look at Yin Shanshan, and said directly at the sky in the distance.

"You seem to care about Senior Qin Feng very much. Yin Shanshan thought about it and was a little surprised.

"No, he's been nice to me. So I want to help him. Mu Qinghan was slightly embarrassed and explained again.

"Will you still come to school this weekend to practice football?" asked Yin Shanshan.

"Yes, this is the last practice session before the competition, even though I won't be playing. But will also go. Mu Qinghan said.

"Well, I'll come when the time comes. ”

On the football field, the boys in the class played football fiercely, and after half an hour, the two sides played 0-0, but they were still playing hot and excited.

When class was about to end, the football on the field flew out and landed in front of Mu Qinghan, as if provoking him.

"Guys who don't know how to play football, throw the ball over. A boy shouted at Mu Qinghan. With disdain for ridicule written on his face, he thought to himself, a guy who can't play football, what qualifications does he have to say that he is a real man. This kind of logic can only be figured out by these frivolous teenagers.

Mu Qinghan got up, picked up the football, held it with both hands, and threw it at the boy after thinking for a moment. The boy and the others laughed evilly, made a bad idea, and before he could sit down, he kicked the football in front of him again.

"Throw it over, the guy who can't kick the ball. The boy shouted again.

Yin Shanshan couldn't look at it, and was about to get up and reason with them. But he was stopped by Mu Qinghan and said in a low voice, "It's okay, what I threw was football, not dignity." ”

"Aren't you angry when they're like this?" Yin Shanshan couldn't get angry.

"Don't be angry. Mu Qinghan picked up the football and didn't throw it out immediately, "Show you how a beautiful banana arc is." He asked Yin Shanshan.

"Hmm. Yin Shanshan immediately understood what Mu Qinghan meant, and hurriedly nodded in response.

Mu Qinghan threw the football high, with a height of more than ten meters.

"Is this guy stupid, why is he throwing so high? Several people discussed, with disdain.

Mu Qinghan only has football in his eyes at the moment, and every trajectory of the football spinning is clearly seen by him. It seemed that time was slowing down, and when the football was still three or four meters from the ground, he moved, and his figure jumped up with a thud, jumping higher than everyone could have imagined. Even the physical education teacher in the distance was attracted by his jump.

His figure spun sideways in the air, drew an arc with his right foot, and with a bang, kicked the ball that had just landed there, and flew towards the goal with a spinning force. The goal was more than fifty meters away from his position, and the ball drew an extremely graceful banana arc and flew directly into the goal at a very tricky angle.

"No, that's an exaggeration. The boys were silent for a while.

"Good. Yin Shanshan jumped up happily and cheered. But she was the only one cheering.

After the physical education class, Mu Qinghan and Yin Shanshan returned to the classroom.

"I'm the only one cheering for you, will you feel embarrassed. Yin Shanshan asked him.

"No, that ball was meant for you. Mu Qinghan shook his head and said lightly. Yin Shanshan looked at him and didn't speak again, but there were bursts of emotion in her heart.

Time slowed down, and before I knew it, it was time to go to the provincial capital to play football.

On this day, Mu Qinghan did not go to class, packed up his things at home, and prepared food, drink, clothing, and supplies for the next seven days. This was the first time he had gone far away, and he still asked Qin Feng to write a note for him, writing down what he was going to bring. His mother carefully prepared things for him, and instructed him while tidying up. Mu Qinghan never resented her mother's nagging, and listened quietly.

The night of parting was quiet, and Mu Qinghan went to bed early. The moonlight shone through the window and sprinkled on his face, reflecting a faint smile.

Early the next morning, he got up early, came to the balcony and looked at the scenery in the distance, stunned.

I don't know when, the swallows flying south have returned, flying like frolicking, swaying in the morning wind on the weak willows in front of the door.