CHAPTER XXIX

Shin Kong Middle School. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

This school has a history of more than 30 years, and the quality of teaching is average, not the best, but not bad, at least not comparable to Yuying Middle School.

What makes Shin Kong Middle School famous all over the world will naturally not be the school's teachers, but their football team. Since the launch of the national high school football league, Shin Kong Middle School has been the team that has won the most national championships. They have reached the final eleven times and won the title nine times, four more than the second-placed team.

What's even more enviable is that this school has also produced several professional football players. Although these players did not make the national team, they are the best compared to other school teams.

This year's Shin Kong Middle School is a little less than in previous years. For example, in the past three years, nine of the 11 main players in the team have been in the same class, and after the team won the national championship last year, eight of these nine main players have graduated, and only the old captain has chosen to repeat it. Naturally, the places they left behind were taken by others. Among them, Li Mu, a freshman in high school, occupies one, transfer student Qin Yang occupies one, and the remaining six positions are taken up by last year's substitutes.

In this way, only Li Mu, Qin Yang, Chen Peng, Wu Dong and the old captain Zhou Haiping of Xinguang Middle School this year can be regarded as star players, and the others are worse, and the overall strength is not as good as the previous three years.

But whoever underestimates Xinguang Middle School because of this will definitely die a miserable death. Because they also have a Li Mu, a figure who is as famous as Zhang Shujie in the junior high school stage, leading the team to win all four games in the qualifiers!

Li Muzheng was standing on the court. It's a little late now, the sun has already set, leaving only a piece of sunset in the sky, and the smell of rice wafts near the cafeteria of Shin Kong Middle School. The school football team has finished a day's training, and the players have left one after another, but Li Mu is still looking at the sunset in the distance. The glow was red, reflected on his energetic face.

Qin Yang, who was about to leave, saw that he hadn't left yet, so he came to his side and stood side by side with him.

"Qin Yang, why don't you leave?"

"Didn't you leave too?"

"I'm thinking about things. ā€

"Don't think about our opponents, it's God's arrangement. ā€

Li Mu smiled: "When Jie Tsai and I were in two separate schools, I thought that we would compete on the court. I was also very calm when I saw that I was in the same group as him. However, when this day really came, I was still a little uneasy in my heart. ā€

Qin Yang shrugged his shoulders: "I can understand, you and Zhang Shujie grew up together since childhood, and they were good friends when they wore open crotch pants." If it were me, I would feel the same way as you. ā€

Li Mu glanced at him: "Thank you for your understanding." ā€

Qin Yang asked, "Li Mu, tell me honestly, what kind of striker is Zhang Shujie?"

"You should ask Chen Peng and Wu Dong this question, one of them is a defender, the other is a goalkeeper, and they know more about strikers. ā€

"I asked, and they told me to ask you. ā€

Li Mu smiled helplessly: "If you really want me to say something, I can only describe it as incredible." ā€

"What an incredible method?"

"As a striker, he can put the ball in the opposition goal in any way and every goal is very entertaining. In him, you can hardly see the weaknesses, the balance of the left and right feet, the super bounce power, the skillful technique, the lightning speed, as well as his instantaneous start and explosiveness, and what is even more frightening is that he runs with the ball even faster than running without the ball!

"If that's the case, wouldn't he be perfect?"

"So to speak. However, his free-kick skills are mediocre, and in his three years of junior high school, he only scored one free-kick. ā€

"It's not a disadvantage, is it? Free kicks aren't a hard standard for strikers. Many of the top strikers in world football will not take free kicks. ā€

Li Mu does not object to this: "So for Jie Zai, even if he is not perfect, he is close to perfection." ā€

"If you're telling the truth, he's a tricky guy. Qin Yang listened to Li Mu's description, and also thought that Zhang Shujie was indeed not simple.

The next game will be Xinguang Middle School vs. Yuying Middle School, a matchup between the old powerhouse and the super dark horse. Li Mu will also face his junior high school partner in this game, these two were the best combination in the past, but now they have changed from teammates to opponents, Li Mu is full of emotion in his heart.

Qin Yang hugged his shoulders: "Okay, don't add trouble to yourself." Besides, Zhang Shujie is a striker, and his most direct opponent on the court is a defender. The second hidden opponent is me, who is also a striker, and now he and I are in the top two scorers in the tryouts. ā€

Li Mu clasped his hands: "Anyway, since I have met, I will not be weak because he is my friend." ā€

"That's right!"

"Actually, speaking of which, the next round of the competition is really interesting, we will face Yuying Middle School, Iron Man Middle School and Shengding First High School. ā€

"Okay, let's go, let's go to dinner, and we'll have two evening self-study sessions later." ā€

After speaking, he pulled Li Mu out of the court while talking and laughing, and on this Saturday, Li Mu and his old friend will meet on the field.

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Zhang Shujie no longer attends English classes, and the fact that the whole school has known about it in just a few days. This hero doesn't care either, anyway, the zero score in the test is on the "School Newspaper", and it is also posted on the bulletin board, it is better to make a big fuss.

The head teacher Yao Mengyin talked to him, and Zhang Shujie also directly clarified his attitude, he couldn't understand English, he couldn't learn it, so he simply didn't take English classes, and Yao Mengyin couldn't do anything about him. If he is an ordinary high school student, Yao Mengyin can also inform his parents to take him home and strictly discipline him for a few days before coming to school. But Zhang Shujie is the main force of the school football team and is indispensable, if Yao Mengyin does this, An Rong will be the first to refuse.

What is the status of the football team in the school now? Walking on campus, as long as you mention the members of your football team, the students will be impressed with them. In recent years, the state has focused on cultivating youth football, and teachers are not allowed to interfere in any school as long as it is a training match related to football! One can imagine how heavy the weight of this sport, which is known as the world's number one sport, in people's hearts.

Yuying Middle School's football team has recently achieved some results, and the school also attaches great importance to it, as long as they can enter the national competition, they will receive more prize money than the salary of these teachers in a year. For a combination of various reasons, the teachers really can only open up to the members of the school football team.

Zhang Shujie came out of the classroom. He should have known that this class was an English class, and he would not even bother to enter the classroom.

He went downstairs and passed a man around the corner of the stairs. He didn't see who this person was, he just thought it was a passerby, so he continued to go downstairs without raising his head.

But the man recognized him, turned around and shouted, "Zhang Shujie?"

Zhang Shujie stopped, turned around and looked up, and found that it was a girl, with a good figure and beautiful appearance, definitely a little beauty.

"Are you...... Liu Xiying from the ninth class of high school?" Zhang Shujie also recognized who she was.

Liu Xiying curled the corners of her mouth: "I didn't expect you to remember me." ā€

"You interviewed me, of course I remember. Now that classes are in place, why are you still here?"

"It's not surprising that I'm here. What about you? It's also physical education?"

"No, I'm in English class. ā€

"What about you...... Oh, I see. ā€

Zhang Shujie didn't want to ask her what she knew, and there was no need to ask this question at all.

"I'm going to the pitch, goodbye. Zhang Shujie turned around and left.

Liu Xiying has nothing to do at this time, and physical education classes are usually more free, perhaps because she is from the school press corps, and out of instinctive reaction, she simply followed the team's top scorer to the court.

Although the high school and junior high school of Yuying Middle School are on a campus, they are actually quite far apart, except for eating in the cafeteria, students on both sides of the school basically do not come and go (Wang Shihan's identity is special, not counted), everyone has their own activity area, such as the football field, there are two football fields in the high school alone, one of which is a little tattered, it is for other students to play football, and they can go in at any time; In addition, the members of the varsity team can only step on the turf during training and games, and can only walk around the sidelines.

Zhang Shujie is now standing on the sidelines, looking at the green lawn in front of him. Liu Xiying was not far behind him, but he didn't notice it.

Zhang Shujie stood for a long time, and Liu Xiying didn't speak, mainly because she didn't know what to say. She felt a little bored standing like this, and was about to leave, but Zhang Shujie suddenly turned around.

"Hmm, why are you here?" he was a little surprised that Yoo Hee-young would come to the court.

Liu Xiying asked him rhetorically: "I can't come?"

"Not really, it's just that I've never seen you here before. ā€

"Just because I didn't come before doesn't mean I won't come now. ā€

Zhang Shujie smiled self-deprecatingly: "That's right. ā€

"Hey, what are you thinking about standing in this place for so long?"

"Think about the opponent of the next game. ā€

"Shin Kong Middle School?"

"You know that, too?"

"I'm from the press corps, so I must know it, I've heard that they're very good. ā€

"It's amazing!"

"How does it compare to you?"

"It can't be compared like this, Shin Kong Middle School is a team, a whole, and I am just an individual. ā€

"Well, I don't know much about these things. ā€

Zhang Shujie walked up to the stands and stood beside the front fence: "Xinguang Middle School has won nine national championships, and there are several professional athletes in history, which is unique in China!"

Liu Xiying also walked up, leaning her back against the fence: "Are you afraid?"

"I used to be the best player in the junior stage, would I be scared of these things?"

"Then why are you always thinking about the next game?"

"Because I have a very good friend who is on the team at Shin Kong Middle School, we grew up together. We were on the same team in junior high school, and the 'best player' at the time was the competition between me and him. ā€

Liu Xiying smiled: "Competing for the best player among teammates, will it hurt the harmony?"

"I don't know about anyone else, but I certainly don't with him. ā€

"It seems that you are very good. ā€

"Iron buddy, how can you be unhappy because of a title. ā€

"Can you tell me what's your buddy's name?"

"Aren't you a reporter on campus?

"I've only covered our team, and I've only reported it once, so I don't know who is on the other team. ā€

Zhang Shujie smiled: "It doesn't hurt to tell you, his name is Li Mu." The 'Li' of 'Li Mu', the 'Mu' of 'Li Mu'. ā€

Liu Xiying wanted to ask some curious things, but found that behind the stands, a beautiful girl floated in and stopped about ten meters away from the two.

Zhang Shujie was facing the seat in the stands, and contrary to Liu Xiying's face, he didn't see a third person coming. Liu Xiying shook his arm: "There's a girl here, do you know it?"

Zhang Shujie turned around, and the girl standing in front of him was none other than Wang Shihan.

She has changed her dress now, the long hair that was originally over the shoulders is elegantly tied behind her head, tied into a ponytail, looking very capable and refreshing, Zhang Shujie said: "Don't tell me, you are also in physical education class?"

"No, our teacher was sick today and didn't come. ā€

"So you ran out?"

Wang Shihan smiled and said: "My homework is finished, and besides, after this class, the team is going to train, I just came in advance." ā€

Zhang Shujie seemed to remember: "Yes, the training will start in half an hour." ā€

"Are you in physical education class? Why didn't you see Zhou Ying?"

"No, I had an English class, but I ran out for reasons I don't think I need to explain. ā€

Wang Shihan understood, so he didn't ask again. She put her hands behind her back, leaned sideways, and asked Zhang Shujie tentatively: "I...... Didn't bother you, did you?"

"No kidding, we're innocent. Oh, let me introduce, the beautiful woman next to me is from the school press corps, Liu Xiying from the ninth class of high school, and the beautiful woman opposite is the reporter with our football team, Wang Shihan from the sixth class of junior high school. ā€

"Hello. Wang Shihan said hello to Liu Xiying.

Liu Xiying responded: "It turns out that you are Wang Shihan!"

Zhang Shujie and Wang Shihan were both a little stunned. As the team's reporter, although Wang Shihan's photos taken for the players were sent to the school's press corps, she asked Zhou Ying to do these things for her, so she hadn't seen Liu Xiying before this, and she didn't know each other, but listening to Liu Xiying's tone, it seemed to be ......

Liu Xiying explained: "Don't be surprised, the school originally asked me to collect and report on the football team's incidents, and then publish them in the school newspaper. But now that I have a reporter on the team, I don't need it. ā€

Her words were soft, but they were a little uncomfortable to listen to, Wang Shihan walked gently to the fence in front of the stands, still keeping a distance of about ten meters from the two people.

"This senior sister, I don't quite understand...... Why ......"

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. All you need to know is that the team has put you in as a 'team correspondent', thus canceling my coverage of the team's games in the school. ā€

"Are you saying it's because of me?"

"That's right, because you're on the football team, I'm useless as a reporter on campus. ā€

Zhang Shujie saw that the situation was not right, and interjected: "Pause, pause first." He looked at Liu Xiying: "I know you are very concerned about this matter, but can you blame Wang Shihan for this? That is all the school's arrangement." ā€

"Do I blame her?"

"What did you just say...... There is a little bit of ...... Blame, right?"

"I'm just telling the truth, and I'm to blame her?"

"Okay, even if we don't, let's not talk about it, okay?"

"Okay. ā€

Zhang Shujie was relieved, he was most afraid of two things in his life, one was that girls were crying in front of him, and the other was that girls were quarrelling. Fortunately, Wang Shihan's personality is relatively quiet, if it is replaced by Zhou Ying, she will definitely have a big quarrel after listening to Liu Xiying's words just now.

Zhang Shujie wanted to ease the atmosphere and said to Liu Xiying: "I think it's not bad to let Wang Shihan be a reporter with the team, first of all, the people in our team are all strong supporters......"

"She's beautiful, and of course these big men on your team won't object. Liu Xiying looked at Zhang Shujie: "Am I right?"

"You're thinking too much, she's pretty...... Belch...... It's a factor, of course, but it's only a very small factor. ā€

"What's the big factor?"

"She's a fan, a female fan, and she watches football games a lot, and I think she has an advantage over you. If you have extra time, you can go to the Internet and check which of those football reporters is not a fan? Whether it is a photographer or a copywriter, all of them are fans. ā€

Liu Xiying didn't care: "I can watch the ball game, I can watch it too." ā€

"You, you're also a football fan?" Zhang Shujie thought he was about to meet a third female fan.

Liu Xiying said, "No." But that doesn't mean it won't be in the future. ā€

"That's right. The past does not represent the present, let alone the future. ā€

"Where are you playing next?"

"We're playing away and we're going to Shin Kong Middle School. ā€

This Saturday, I'm going to watch the varsity team play. ā€

Zhang Shujie looked surprised: "You really want to see it?"

Liu Xiying was resolute: "Look! Anyway, I have nothing to do on Saturday. ā€

"That's up to you, but I'll tell you up front, if you don't play well, don't fall asleep in the stands. ā€

"Not yet. ā€

Wang Shihan stood on the side and watched the two of them, listening to their conversation. The position of the three people is a bit hilarious, all leaning against the edge of the fence. Zhang Shujie and Liu Xiying stood closer, less than one meter apart, Wang Shihan stood farther away, and the distance between them was not ten meters but eight meters, looking lonely.

If this scene is seen by others, it is inevitable that it will be cranky, and now there are "other people" entering the stadium.

"Haha! Zhang Shujie, you kid is picking up girls!" Yan Tao shouted loudly into the stands.

"You don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Shujie scolded with a smile.

The members of the school team entered the court one after another, and An Rong and Zhou Ying also came. Zhou Ying saw three people in the stands, two women and one man. Zhang Shujie and Liu Xiying stood together, but Wang Shihan stood alone in the distance.

"What's going on?" Zhou Ying didn't understand the situation.

Liu Fang said: "It seems to be very interesting. Who is that girl next to Zhang Shujie?"

"Liu Xiying, from the high school press corps. Why is she here?"

"That's not clear. ā€

Liu Xiying looked at the time: "Oh no, class is over, I forgot to gather, I have to go first, I will definitely go to see the game on Saturday." ā€

She stepped out of the stands and left alone. Zhang Shujie walked to Wang Shihan's side: "She said in a heavy tone, don't mind, you don't have to go to general knowledge." ā€

"No, I'm not that stingy. ā€

"Well, a girl's 'breast' should be a little wider. ā€

Wang Shihan smiled.

Yan Tao crossed his hands on his hips and shouted to Zhang Shujie: "If you finish soaking, hurry up and come down to train." ā€

Zhang Shujie wanted to smash the ball over, but unfortunately there was no football in the stands, so he turned over and jumped off the stands: "Guy with a mouth full of nonsense, look at how I clean you up." ā€

He picked up a ball with his foot, exerted fifty percent of his foot force, and kicked Yan Tao, who laughed and dodged away.

An Rong shouted on the side: "Don't make trouble! It's time to train! Don't forget who our next opponent is! Wang Shihan, since you're here, come here." ā€

As soon as An Rong shouted like this, Zhang Shujie "let go" Yan Tao, but the smile on Yan Tao's face did not decrease at all.

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