Chapter 2 Ink Poverty
"Tsk...... Where's my arrow?"
On the Yanda Beach in Huaxia, a young man has been looking back and forth along the beach for an hour.
He had a short bow in his hand, but he couldn't find an arrow.
At noon, he was so idle that he found a place where no one was around, hung up the target and practiced archery.
As a result, I don't know which tendon is wrong, I think the sun is too vicious, and suddenly I shoot an arrow at the sun.
Can an arrow shoot down the sun? Do you really think you're Hou Yi?
As a result, he really suffered retribution, and in a blink of an eye, the arrow was gone.
He looked directly at the sun for a short time, and even though the light of the stellar photosphere was weakened, it could not be seen directly for too long with the naked eye.
So as he shot the arrow, he closed his eyes,
As a result, he heard a bang, and he almost didn't deafen him.
When he came back to his senses and looked at the sky, there was only a cloud trail that ran through the sky, as if a meteorite had fallen.
The cloud marks quickly faded, and the young man looked left and right, wondering for a moment whether he had shot a sky-breaking arrow that shocked hundreds of miles.
But he quickly shook his head and smiled, and estimated that the arrow was blown into the sea by the wind.
"Forget it. ”
The young man thought it was strange, but if he couldn't find it, he couldn't find it, and he couldn't do anything about it.
After going around in circles, the young man gave up.
I packed up my things and went back to the dormitory.
As soon as I entered the door, I heard my roommate Han Dang say: "Magic Ball, why is it so late? ”
The young man's face was embarrassed, because he always went to practice archery, and his classmates laughed at him for practicing the ability to shoot the sun.
"I know, alas, that I dropped an arrow and searched for an hour without finding it. ”
"It's just an arrow, let's go assemble!" said the roommate and ran away.
"Han Dang, wait a minute, I'll put the bow away. The young man said hurriedly.
His name is Mo Qian, not a magic ball, but his classmates like to call him that, so they let them go.
Speaking of which, as a child in the mountains, he could have been called Qiang, Wei, or Sheng.
But with his surname, it is a common name that is not right.
At first, he had a former name, called Mo Chao, but this time it sounded, it meant 'don't want to surpass'.
People are self-motivated, not surpassed, is the crane tail?
Such a name only accompanied him when he was three years old, and he changed his name again, that is, Mo Qian. Although Mo Qian still used a good name when he grew up, it was not good to change it when he went to school.
The family thinks simply, since our surname is Mo, what are we afraid of.
They don't know what kind of life children should have, they only know one hard truth: don't be poor!
There is no simpler expectation, and this is the name that will be taken out only when you are poor.
Two years after being admitted to Tobacco University, although he did not get a scholarship, he had a subsidy, and he did some odd jobs, and the burden on his family was much smaller.
At this moment, Han Dang pulled Mo Qian and said, "What kind of bow do you put and throw it on the bed." ”
Mo Qian was pulled by him, and he didn't have time to hang up the bow, so he simply threw it at the shelf at the head of the bed.
"Huh...... ......"
I saw that the bow and quiver in my hand drew an arc respectively, spanning a distance of three meters, and they were hung up accurately.
If there is only one thing, try it a few times, practice makes perfect, maybe anyone can do it.
However, Mo Qian threw the bow and quiver with one hand, so that they were hung on both sides of the shelf, and this set of projectiles looked extremely pleasing and chic.
The ink is poor, I didn't expect it to feel so good.
"Amazing, isn't this enough, let's go!" Han Dang was first surprised by Mo Qian's throwing ability, and then pulled Mo Qian out of the dormitory.
In the afternoon, there was a football match against the football team of Dengzhou Sports School.
Although it was only a friendly match, the opponent was a super team in the college football league in East China.
The president said that if this is won, there will be a big dinner in the evening, and there will be countless beautiful women as companions.
Although everyone knows the second half of the sentence is nonsense, everyone still attaches great importance to this game.
On the way, Han Dang said: "Give me more passes in the game in a while." ”
"You should tell the midfielder. Mo Qian smiled.
He has loved archery since he was a child, after all, he is a child in the mountains, he shoots birds with a slingshot at the age of six, can make bows and arrows at the age of ten, and can shoot pheasants in the neck at the age of eighteen at a distance of 50 meters.
I don't have to say that my physical fitness is not to say, my height of one meter eight or nine is still long and my feet are long, and now I can shoot nine out of ten shots within a hundred steps.
It is precisely in this way that Mo Qian joined the football club at school......
Yes, he who is proficient in bows and arrows...... Joined the soccer club. No way, there is no bow club in the school at all, and he has to choose at least one club to join, and he is dragged into the football club by his roommates.
And he is indeed quite suitable, his vision is broad, his reaction is fast, coupled with his long hands and feet, he has become the starting goalkeeper in the football club in just one year.
Han Dang runs fast and can dribble, and is the main striker.
The two of them were extremely far away, so Mo Qiao laughed at Han Dang and asked for the ball.
"Come on, do you expect us to be able to overpower the midfield? Maybe I'll be the only one up front...... It's better to count on passing and receiving the ball than to expect you to find my position directly and fight for luck. Han Dang looked like he could see through the future.
Mo Qian laughed and said, "I also predict a wave, Wang Xiong must be crazy to send it back to me." ”
"This pit goods, the dish is still going to be the first one. Han Dang pouted.
"Have you ever seen a captain who doesn't start?" said Mo Qian with a shrug.
When they arrived in the lounge, there were fifteen minutes left before they could play.
Mo Qian quickly changed into his jersey and shoes, sat on the bench and listened to the coach's arrangement.
The coach saw him and nodded: "Xiaomo, your task is very heavy today, the opponent's No. 12 Zhang Xin averaged 1.8 goals per game in the league, and the left and right are all habitual feet, if you can keep him clean, we will have a chance." ”
Mo Qian nodded, indicating that he remembered.
Then the coach nagged a few more words, which sounded like that, but that was all.
Speaking of which, the strategy summed up in the end is simple: defend and look for opportunities.
That's right, it's not even a defensive counterattack, what the coach said: look for opportunities......
After all, they are not professional coaches, and they are not professional players, so it would be good for the football club to find someone to help them analyze their opponents.
Before the game, the captain cheered up again: "It's still the same sentence, there is a big meal and friendship when you win." ”
"Hundreds of schoolgirls in the stands are looking at us, it doesn't matter how many balls are poured into us, the important thing is to play with momentum!"
"Soccer is round, what if we win?"
"We can't get rid of our smoke, understand?"
The crowd shouted, "Oh!"
Mo Qian also looked very morale, but he couldn't help but be speechless in his heart.
What does it mean that it doesn't matter how many balls you are poured into?
It's better not to be uplifted, to be able to say such things, it seems that I have instinctively felt that I will be abused by blood.
......
After getting on the field, everyone habitually looked towards the stands, but this time, they were all stunned.
I saw that in the stands, there was really a large group of female classmates, and there were more than 200 of them.
"My God, Wang Xiong still has two brushes. Han Dang said in astonishment.
Mo Qian was also stunned, although there are many people who usually watch football, there are very few girls.
Usually a few are good, but this one came more than 200 at a time, which was simply scary, and the meaning of this game was different all of a sudden.
I saw the captain Wang Xiong said: "How about it, I didn't lie to you, this is just a friendly match, the other party will definitely not use all his strength, and he will cooperate with them at the beginning of the game for a while, and give them a ruthless blow." ”
Everyone nodded, and their spirits were different all of a sudden.
Under the gaze of the spectators, Mo Qian could see that everyone was confident, and it looked like they were playing against a strong team.
The momentum is like a rainbow, Wang Xiong even said: "Kick hard, we will be fierce, and we will open with the sports school!"
"......" Mo Qian ran to the door crying and laughing, he really didn't want to listen to Wang Xiong's cheering, he only dared to blow five or five, or don't blow it.
It was time for the start of the game, and the cheers in the stands were stronger than ever.
Mo Qian clapped his hands and began to observe the game.
As Wang Xiong said, the opening was ruthless.
The midfielder pressed hard and tried to create chances.
As a left-back, Wang Xiong actually crossed half time.
Mo Qian was shocked in his heart, and secretly said that it was going to be bad.
Sure enough, just four minutes, the ball changed hands, and the opponent suddenly counterattacked.
However, with three passes, the ball was taken to the left side of the penalty area.
Wang Xiong's speed back to defense was too slow, the left side was almost empty, and it was No. 12 Zhang Xin who took the ball and rushed to the penalty area.
Mo Qian stared at Zhang Xin's feet, his body covering the angle as much as possible.
"Bang!"
In the face of the shot, Mo Qian calmly found the trajectory, but the ball was so fast that he only had time to punch it.
thought in his heart that if he tried to hold the ball, he would probably fail to grasp it steadily, causing the ball to fall into the small penalty area, or even at Zhang Xin's feet, and he would have no way to make up for it at that time.
"Corner kicks are acceptable, at least you can regroup......" Mo Qian just thought, but suddenly looked at the ball in mid-air in disbelief.
I saw that the ball did not fly out of the bottom line, but rubbed an arc and bounced to Zhang Xin's feet.
"What?"
Mo Qian didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly continued to block the angle.
The landing point of this ball was beyond his expectations, and it was also beyond Zhang Xin's expectations.
Zhang Xin thought that the ball would be knocked out of the bottom line, and secretly said that it was a pity. Who knew that it bounced to his feet again, and after being stunned for a moment, he decisively shot at close range.
"Bang!" Mo Qian's reaction was quick, he had been fighting birds since he was a child, and he had an excellent grasp of the trajectory of dynamic things.
He spotted the football, his hands on the grass and his feet kicking along the motions.
He actually touched the ball.
"It's just a little bit, this ball is going to go in......" Just as Mo Qian was thinking so, he didn't expect the football to bounce up by his kick and fall from behind to the grass in front of his face!
"Huh?"
Mo Qian resolutely stretched out his hand, took the football into his arms, and lay on the ground without moving.
Zhang Xindu was ready to celebrate, and when he saw the operation of the scorpion swinging its tail with its back on its back, he looked confused.
"It's a pity. Zhang Xin was annoyed, and at the same time stared at Mo Qian in surprise, and slowly withdrew from the forbidden area.
He secretly said that he was unlucky, he could use his heel with his back, and rub the ball in front of him like a scorpion swinging his tail, and the strength and angle must be just right.
The opponent is annoyed, and that is the cheers of the teammates.
These two consecutive saves were too amazing, and it was only four minutes into the game, and the scene suddenly became lively.
The howls of the alumni rang in my ears.
"Oooo
"Awesome!"
"We're going to be on this day. ”
'He's like he's called the ball, I've watched his previous games and reacted very quickly. But today's wave is really too showy, and it should be an extraordinary performance. ”
At home, there were nearly 500 people watching the game in this game, which is not usually so much, but there are many girls watching the game today, which really creates a strong home atmosphere.
However, most of the girls were frightened by the sudden burst of applause.
"Did you get in? No, what are the boys called?"
"I don't know, I didn't watch the game. ”
Most of the girls don't understand why the boys are so excited all of a sudden, isn't it just the beginning?
They were persuaded by Wang Xiong to participate in more than a dozen clubs in the evening, freeing up time. Their own club was not active, and it happened that there was an important game in the football club, so they were invited by Wang Xiong to cheer for it.
I'm not interested in football, I just sit and chat, and it's a gathering before the friendship.
When a fat man heard the girl's confusion, he immediately leaned up and said: "There was a professional-level save just now, and the No. 1 heel rose up, intercepted the shot at the same time, and let the ball fall in front of him......"
He described the situation with emotion, but the girl's reaction was: Oh......
The fat man was a little discouraged, but there were still girls who liked to watch boys play football, and they asked, "Why do you use your heels?"
"Because it's a double fight......"
When the fat man saw that someone was taking a stubble, he suddenly became energetic, and naturally became a commentator, and he was happy to explain the situation on the field.
Not to mention, his presence finally made most girls put down their mobile phones and start paying attention to the game.
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