With so many newspapers reporting like this, Zhao Chen can naturally guess that he can slander "Tianxia Weekly" at such a cost, and raise "Fresh Weekly" by the way, without thinking about it, he knows that this must be a good thing done by Huang Yulang.

Zhao Chen will naturally resist, otherwise the reputation of "Tianxia Weekly" will be bad. His connections are indeed far inferior to Huang Yulang, but if he and Shangguan Xiaobao are combined, he is not afraid, especially the quality of "Tianxia Weekly".

At this time, the sales of "Ming Pao" can be said to be explosive, reaching 300,000 sales, in which Zhao Chen can be said to be a great contribution, and it is therefore Zhao Chen and Ming Pao Group have great interests in contact.

At Zhao Chen's request, Ming Pao published a report that was almost the opposite of that of Oriental Daily, and wrote comments from some readers who had read two comic magazines.

"I think the quality of "Fresh Weekly" is not bad, but in general it is not as good as "Commonwealth Weekly"!"

"Huang Yulang's new comic "Drunken Fist" is okay, but in terms of quality, it is undoubtedly inferior to "Football Player" and "Chinese Hero"!"

"The two are obviously a notch apart, especially in terms of cover and artwork, "Tianxia Weekly" is undoubtedly better!" ……

"Ming Pao" just reported the words of comic fans who had read two comic magazines, and Huang Yulang's plan can be said to be stillborn again, but it started the reputation of "Commonwealth Weekly".

Doing so will naturally have consequences and effects, and Huang Yulang has nothing to lose on his face. The biggest loss was undoubtedly the newspaper "Oriental Daily", and some readers who had originally subscribed to these newspapers believed that "Oriental Daily" and other newspapers were deceiving them, which directly led to the sales of these newspapers falling again. At the same time, it also made the owners of these newspapers secretly hate Huang Yulang in their hearts, so they reduced their contact with Huang Yulang later. Huang Yulang can be regarded as stealing chickens and rice this time, but has started the reputation of "Tianxia Weekly".

In this way, "CommonWealth Weekly" began to grow rapidly, and the good quality brought more and more comic fans. Among them, the supply of "Chinese Heroes" is mainly teenagers, and "Football Player" is very suitable for those primary and secondary school students, which is why some students who don't like to read comics are obsessed with "Football Player" and begin to get out of control.

As a consequence of "Football Player", more and more schools in Heung Kong have begun to form a football craze, and many students will play football in physical education class or after school, so they have become fascinated by the sport, even with Tseung Kwan O Government High School.

Everyone has a dream of being a protagonist in their hearts, hoping that they can become like the protagonist in "Football Player" with outstanding football skills! After all, this "Football Player" is different from martial arts, but a sport, and it does not need to go through too masochistic practice, which is why football is becoming more and more popular in Xiangjiang.

Tseung Kwan O Government Middle School, Zhao Chen stood bored on the steps next to the playground, watching a group of students chasing a football on a barren playground, the sparse and rough level, Zhao Chen yawned when he saw it.

Now that school is out at this time, Zhao Chen is just going to stop and take a few looks, but the students on the field obviously can't kick football, there is no difference between playing and kicking, and they can't tell who is the striker and who is the defender, let alone any advanced skills.

The playground is a dirt ground with a lot of sand and gravel on the ground, which is not very suitable for playing football, but even so, the students are still happy to kick, even barefoot.

As for the goals of both sides, two big stones are used as the boundary each, and the height is completely based on feeling, as long as it is not too high, it is considered a goal.

Zhao Chen was holding a half-human-height package in his hand, which contained all kinds of painting tools, and as for the books in the class, except for the first day, the rest were still at home, and they had no effect anyway.

Just when Zhao Chen yawned and was about to leave the school with Wen Biyu beside him, the football on the playground happened to be whistling at this time, and the target was Wen Biyu who was walking behind Zhao Chen.

Wen Biyu obviously didn't see the whistling football, and still followed behind Zhao Chen by herself.

Seeing that Wen Biyu was about to be kicked by the football, Zhao Chen naturally didn't care, took two quick steps under his feet, appeared next to Wen Biyu, put his head on the top, dissolved the momentum of the football, and landed under the football with one foot.

The soccer ball flicked upwards under the force, and just as it was about to fall to the ground, the other foot fell under the soccer ball again, and the soccer ball bounced upwards again.

Zhao Chen's two feet moved at a characteristic frequency, and the football was like a part of his body, under his control, and did not fall to the ground at all.

"Take a look at it for me!"

When he came into contact with football, Zhao Chen suddenly had an impulse in his heart, football can be said to be his favorite sport, in his previous life, he came into contact with football in middle school, but he still played it until college.

Zhao Chen can be said to have a certain talent in football, because he has a very good sense of the ball, which is why he likes to use various techniques to break through. And it was the touch of the ball just now that completely aroused Zhao Chen's desire to realize the ball in his heart, and the student who looked at the front waving for the ball ignored it, but put his backpack on the ground for Wen Biyu to take care of.

At the foot of the foot, when the football fell to the ground, Zhao Chen rushed straight to the playground with the football, and the football under his feet was accurately controlled by him.

Zhao Chen was originally next to one goal, but his goal was another goal.

"Grab it!"

The senior student who had just beckoned for the ball saw that Zhao Chen ignored him, but rushed towards this side with the ball vigorously, and hurriedly beckoned his companion to grab the ball, and he himself was the first to rush towards Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen's body can be said to be not much inferior to that of professional players, and the degree of dribbling is even faster, even with the degree of football, it has not decreased much, which shows his ability to control the ball.

The sense of the ball is his talent, and he also has some strength after playing football for nearly ten years in his previous life, although he is not as good as a professional player, but he is quite confident in his ability to control the ball, at least it is relatively simple to abuse a student who can't play football.

When the senior student rushed to grab the ball, Zhao Chen's degree increased again, rushed from one side in the stunned eyes of the senior student, and continued to rush with the ball, aiming at the 'goal' in the distance.

Just past the senior students, two more students rushed from the front.

When he was about to get closer, Zhao Chen's right foot hooked under the football, and he rushed to the other side, and after rushing past the two students, the football fell right in front of him, and the standard pick ball passed.

At this time, a student rushing in front of him immediately rushed to the football, Zhao Chen's footsteps paused, and the powerful explosive force made his degree surge all of a sudden, and the student touched the football one step ahead, taking advantage of the situation, and passing the student.

In just a few seconds, Zhao Chen passed four students who were about to grab the ball, which also made the other students on the playground react and rushed towards Zhao Chen from all directions.

Looking at the three students rushing straight in front of him, Zhao Chen's eyes were full of calmness, his feet were like butterflies wearing flowers, and the football touched the ball at a very fast frequency, which was a standard bicycle.

In this way, the three students rushing in front of them only felt dazzled, and one of them subconsciously stepped out.

At this moment, Zhao Chen kicked lightly with his right foot, and the student only felt cold in his crotch, but it was the football that accurately drilled into his crotch.

And Zhao Chen used a powerful explosive force to rush over from the other side at the moment when he kicked out the football, and the ball was typically divided.

Although these students couldn't play football, passing through seven students in one breath still made Zhao Chen breathless, but because of this, there was no longer any obstruction in front, only the goalkeeper remained.

More than a dozen students followed Zhao Chen closely, and the nearest student was only two positions apart from Zhao Chen, and the distance was slowly approaching.

Listening to the footsteps coming from behind him, Zhao Chen was still like water, continued to dribble the ball for a few steps, looked up at the goal, bent his right foot, and volleyed straight.

Boom!

A dull thud sounded as the ball rushed towards the 'goal' at breakneck speed!

Maybe the football is too fast, or maybe the goalkeeper's nerve reflexes are too poor, and the guide only reacts after the football arrives in front of him, but it is too late, before the goalkeeper can make a move, the football rushes straight into the 'goal' and hits the wall only ten meters away.

Boom!

The goalkeeper swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned his head with difficulty, and looked at the football lying quietly on the ground with a shocked expression.

The other students who chased after him also stopped, with the same shocked expressions, and then followed the general to fall on Zhao Chen, the initiator.

Zhao Chen shrugged his shoulders, and then walked towards Wen Biyu.

"That classmate looks a little familiar!" The senior student looked at the back of Zhao Chen leaving, his face was full of doubts, and he felt as if he had seen Zhao Chen somewhere.

"Stupid, he's Zhao Chen!"

"Ah, no wonder it's so familiar, but if you can draw such a beautiful comic of "Football Player", how can you not know football!"

"I just didn't expect his strength to be so strong!"

"Why don't we invite him to play with us?" The senior students suddenly felt a little eager to try, but they had the idea of letting Zhao Chen join him, so that he could abuse the other party.

"Forget it, no matter which party you join, the other party is purely looking for abuse!"

"Alas, that's all there is to it!"

Listening to the conversation between the two, Zhao Chen's footsteps did not stop, it was too unchallenging for him, these students didn't know how to play football at all, he felt that they were like wooden stakes, there was really a difference of several grades between the two.

"I didn't expect you to play football so well!"

Just came to Wen Biyu's side, Wen Biyu still couldn't hide the shock on her face, she didn't expect that the same table kicker who usually kept her head buried in drawing comics was so powerful, it was really more popular than people, and no one seemed to be able to compare with him.

"It's just a hobby, it's not that I'm good, it's that they're too scummy, let's go!"

Zhao Chen greeted Wen Biyu, picked up the backpack on the ground and walked home.

"Slow down!" Wen Biyu hurriedly withdrew her gaze from the playground and turned to follow closely behind Zhao Chen.

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