Chapter 18: The Meaning of a Drunkard
On Monday morning, the classroom of the sixth class of Yuying Middle School. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
It's still very early, the school is still relatively quiet, the first and second year students have not yet arrived, only the graduating students are working hard in the classroom to prepare for the upcoming midterm exams.
Wang Shihan put down the pen in his hand and rubbed his right hand, which was a little sore. It took her an hour and a half to complete two math questions, and she felt tired from writing incessantly.
She turned her head to look out the window, there was a lot of homework assigned by the major teachers in the past few days, mock test papers, high school entrance examination training question banks, etc., a lot of homework that could not be completed. Last Saturday and Sunday, she spent two full days not finishing it all, so she had to come to school early on Monday morning to continue writing her "leftover" homework.
She had just finished writing now, and she looked at her classmates in the classroom, and almost everyone had not finished their homework from last week. In order to save a little time, some students even went directly to copy. Wang Shihan felt that she was still very lucky, at least she didn't keep much, and she finally did it before the first class.
Because she has been busy with her homework in the past two days, she didn't watch the ball game last Saturday, and she didn't even know who won and lost, so she planned to ask Zhou Ying when school was out in the afternoon.
But she forgot that there is no shortage of fans in this world, especially football fans, and there will be people everywhere who talk about football.
Wang Shihan heard two classmates talking about yesterday's game, although the junior high school students rarely paid attention to the high school ball game, but yesterday's Zhang Shujie was really brilliant, and the students of Yuying Middle School couldn't talk about it if they wanted to.
Wang Shihan walked up.
There were two boys talking about the event, and Wang Shihan said to one of the chubby boys, "What are you talking about?"
The fat boy said, "Yesterday's game." ”
"What happened to yesterday's game?"
"The school won, don't you know?"
Wang Shihan shook his head: "I don't know, I didn't go to see my homework recently." ”
Another little boy smiled: "Isn't it? The school is in an uproar, and that Zhang Shujie is amazing." You see, magazines have big pictures of him. ”
"Oh?" Wang Shihan looked at the "Youth Cup" magazine in the boy's hand and asked, "Can I borrow it?"
"Yes, of course. The boy handed the magazine over.
Wang Shihan walked back to his seat with "Youth Cup", the cover of this high school football-based magazine in this issue is Zhang Shujie, turning the first page, several eye-catching big characters on it caught her eye.
Directly above the layout, a huge 3:2 is marked in red font, and next to the bottom are two rows of slightly smaller black fonts, which read: The big hit is back, Zhang Shujie dominates the audience!
The content of the text is written on a whole page, which records Zhang Shujie's three goals in detail, as well as photos of the moment of each goal. The article also mentioned the team's second contributor Yan Tao, two of the three goals came from Yan Tao's back-insertion assist, and the other was also initiated by him from the back.
Look at the second page again, the title is: Forty-eight minutes, Zhang Shujie set a new record!
Wang Shihan didn't quite understand what this "forty-eight minutes" meant, she read the content, and only then did she know that the interval between Zhang Shujie's first goal and the third goal was forty-eight minutes. Compared with the previous article, this one is shorter, and a section is also drawn on the right, which is used to praise the "behind-the-scenes director" of the three goals: Yan Tao.
Wang Shihan looked at these sprinkled words and the colorful photos, and felt a little regretful that he didn't see this game with his own eyes.
The competition was also presented later in the magazine, with the other three favourites in Group C winning without exception. Xingyang High School in Group A and Longyi High School in Group B also lived up to expectations, with the two favourites both winning all three points on the road. Of the six favourites, only Ling'an No. 1 Middle School was defeated.
On the training ground of Yuying Middle School, the training has not officially begun, and the players are also holding magazines and newspapers such as "Youth Cup" and reading them with relish, they will not pay attention to the two teams in Group A and Group B, they will only pay attention to Group C.
It's just that today they are looking up their names in the reports while keeping an eye on their team. Yuying High School's varsity football team has always been a no-brainer team, but that all changed after beating one of the six favourites, Ling'an No. 1 High School, in record-breaking fashion.
Those reporters don't know what kind of method they used, but they actually found out the information of each team member, such as height and weight, these basic information will definitely be written, as well as the hobbies of the team members, and even what kind of girls some team members like can be checked, it seems that professional reporters are really powerful.
The players sat on the pitch, happily looking up reports about themselves.
"Hey, I see me, write me. ”
"There's me, there's me, haha. ”
"And my name!
He Xin, Tang Wendong and Pan Yongcheng shouted loudly.
Regarding the report on Yuying Middle School, Zhang Shujie was the most written, followed by Yan Tao, and then coach An Rong. In addition to the character information, the other team members basically brought a few strokes. The three of them wrote in great detail, Zhang Shujie alone occupied a whole page, and Yan Tao and An Rong occupied a page together.
It is not difficult to see that Zhang Shujie, as a player, is more popular than the coach.
Yan Tao sat on a soccer ball, flipping through magazines, he frowned, and the horizontal flesh on his face was also squeezed together. He looked at it alone for a while, and suddenly got up and walked to the side of the captain Liu Fang.
"Captain, I don't think this report is right. ”
Liu Fang was also watching "Youth Cup" at the moment, and when he heard Yan Tao's words, he asked without looking back: "What's wrong?"
Yan Tao sat down: "Captain, do you think I am one of the heroes of the team's victory?"
"The person who assists twice is definitely a hero, or a hero!"
"Then why do you say they are praising Zhang Shujie, and forget me?"
"Who said I forgot about you? Isn't it written on it? You see, it reads, 'If Zhang Shujie is the best protagonist in this game, then defender Yan Tao is the best director, he assists twice, instigates the attack once, and is directly involved in three goals'. Liu Fang pointed out the key points to Yan Tao and helped him read them out.
Yan Tao said: "But there is no me on the cover of "Young Youth Cup". Also, Zhang Shujie's goal is also written in detail, look at what he wrote on his first goal, 'As we all know, hanging upside down golden hooks is not a conventional way to shoot, but the situation on the field is changing, and barbed goals often bring key points. Any barb is a combination of consciousness, inspiration, imagination and explosiveness, which is extremely ornamental. The upside-down golden hook is a stroke of genius for the attacking players, a miracle on the field!'
"Ouch!" Liu Fang said to him: "You didn't score this ball, what do you say? You see, none of our substitutes mentioned it in the game, except for Zhang Shujie, the whole team has the most attention from you, and it is on par with the coach. ”
Yan Tao thought for a while and said: "Although Zhang Shujie's goals are wonderful, they were all created by me. ”
Liu Fang couldn't stand this guy anymore, so he had to follow: "That's right, that's right, without you, Zhang Shujie wouldn't have scored such a wonderful goal." Isn't it your fault that he broke the barb? ”
Yan Tao laughed: "That's right, if it weren't for my accurate crosses, where would Zhang Shujie have scored so many goals?
He was smug when a ball hit him in the back of the head, and the laughter stopped abruptly.
"Who? who is beating me?" he turned his head to see Zhang Shujie standing a few meters away from him, with a ball at his feet.
Yan Tao touched the back of his head: "Why are you beating me?"
Zhang Shujie smiled slightly: "I heard someone saying bad things about me." ”
Yan Tao smiled and said, "That person must not be me." ”
"Really, the next time I hear 'someone' speak ill of me behind my back, I won't kick his big head, I will kick the 'little head' below him. ”
The team members couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and Yan Tao was not angry, knowing that everyone was joking with each other without any malice. He looked at Zhang Shujie's smile and suddenly remembered one thing, a very important thing.
He walked up to Zhang Shujie and asked in a low voice, "You didn't tell Wang Shihan, did you?"
Zhang Shujie was a little confused by his question: "What to say?"
"Didn't you say that as long as you don't concede any more goals in the second half, you won't tell Wang Shihan that I have a crush on her?"
"Oh--" Zhang Shujie deliberately lengthened his voice: "So you asked me this question." ”
"Did you say that?"
"Well...... this"
When Yan Tao heard this, he hurriedly said: "This kind of thing is not a joke. ”
Zhang Shujiepi asked with a smile: "Do you admit it?"
"I admit it! It's not a thing at all, how do you want me to admit it?"
"But I ...... if I'm not careful"
Yan Tao grabbed his hand: "Zhang Shujie, I'm not big or small now, I'm half a star, and I'm in magazines, you can't ruin my reputation!"
Zhang Shujie shook his hand: "Isn't it just going to be a magazine, and you'll become a star?" Let me tell you the truth, I haven't seen Wang Shihan at all in the past two days. ”
"Haven't you said that?"
"I haven't seen her, what do you say?"
"Who knows if you called her or not. ”
"I don't have her phone number. ”
"Don't believe it!"
Zhang Shujie said "hey": "I have known her for a full time, at most a month and a half, and I haven't seen her a few times in the past month and a half, except for the last chance encounter on the street, I haven't seen her outside the school." Do you think I'll be so familiar with her that we'll leave each other's phone numbers?"
Yan Tao shook his head: "I still don't believe it!"
Zhang Shujie said: "Then how do you believe it?"
Yan Tao stretched out his hand to him, and Zhang Shujie asked, "What are you doing?"
"Bring it. ”
"What?"
"Phone, I'm going to check. ”
"You're unreasonable. Zhang Shujie took out his mobile phone: "Check it." ”
Yan Tao flipped through the phone book and looked for them one by one. Seeing his serious appearance, Zhang Shujie said with a smile: "If you want Wang Shihan's phone, looking for Zhou Ying is the best way." ”
"No, you can't look for her, she's going to be misunderstood. And I don't want Wang Shihan's phone, I want to ask you to confirm whether you have a chance to tell Wang Shihan, so that you don't have to talk nonsense. ”
"But I also said it in front of Zhou Ying and everyone last time, saying that you have a crush on Wang Shihan, so Zhou Ying won't know about it?"
"Everyone knows that you are talking about the situation casually, and Zhou Ying will think so, she will not take it to heart. If I really go to find Zhou Ying, then Zhou Ying will be sure that I am really interested in Wang Shihan? But I am different from them, my thinking ability is more developed, and I think more thoughtfully, so I am not sure if you really told Wang Shihan, so I must check your mobile phone. ”
Zhang Shujie smiled meaningfully. Yan Tao had already flipped through the phone book, and made sure that Zhang Shujie's mobile phone did not have Wang Shihan's number in it, so he returned the mobile phone to him.
"Did I say that, did you?
"Uh-huh, no, no. ”
At this time, at the other end of the court, An Rong walked in and shouted loudly: "Assemble, prepare for training!"
Yan Tao said: "Let's go, it's time to train." So he ran.
Zhang Shujie put his mobile phone in his pocket and laughed secretly: "The drunkard doesn't mean to drink." ”
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