Zhou Zheng didn't know about the inexplicable conversation in the courtyard after he left, and the same Zhou Zheng didn't need to know, but came to the sports training ground in the school for a long time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is said to be a physical training ground for students' physical training, but it is actually a huge playground.

At this moment, about two dozen students had already gathered on the playground, and students in twos and threes gathered together, kicking and playing around.

"Boss, you're finally here."

After seeing Zhou Zheng, the sharp-eyed Sikong Tu ran over from a distance and greeted Zhou Zheng.

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Zhou Zheng looked at the situation around him, and then said, "Call me over in the afternoon to kick this thing?" ”

Zhou Zheng pointed to the bow in Sikongtu's hand.

"What's the matter, Boss can't play?"

"Why don't you play, anyway, there's nothing to do this afternoon, just come and play."

Zhou Zheng replied casually.

After finishing speaking, Zhou Zheng walked to the room on the side of the sports training ground, and replaced his wide deep coat with a shorter one.

The only difference is that the cuffs of the garment extend all the way to the wrists, and the wide cuffs become tighter.

According to Zhou Zheng's own knowledge, this style of clothing was invented by the cheap ancestor of this body, King Zhou Ding, who was suspected of being a traverser.

The original intention of the invention was very simple, because the robe of the deep coat was too large and the cuffs were too wide, so this simple short coat was invented.

After changing into short clothes, Zhou Zheng immediately walked to the head of the physical training field, took the bow from Sikong Tu's hand, and played it.

Ju Kei has long been popular among the people, not only these students and ordinary people like to kick Ju Ke, but even the dignitaries and the army are also very popular.

Especially in the army, kicking and bowing has even become a method of military training, which is used to strengthen the run-in between soldiers and the cooperation between each other.

Every year, the school organizes a bow competition, and the winners of it will also get the opportunity to meet the Son of Heaven, and there is still a month before the start of this year's bow competition.

As the only royal school in the capital of the pickaxe, the students studying in it, both male and female, are the children of high-ranking officials and nobles, and such a bow competition will naturally get the attention of the big people in the court and the Son of Heaven.

Ju Kei has ten skills such as shoulder, back, pat, drag, pinch, control, knee, crutch, ride, and cheek, but for these amateur eunuchs, these skills can master half of them, which is amazing.

Zhou Zheng, who kicked Ju Ke off the field, did not get off the field first and started to kick Ju Ke, but came together with Sikong Tu and others.

There are exactly 12 students gathered together, and they meet the character requirements of a team in the Ju Ke competition.

After the twelve people got together, they first greeted each other, saying that they were saying hello was actually just a greeting.

Except for Sikong Tu and himself, the remaining ten people are all old faces for Zhou Zheng, after all, they are all from the same team, and they are extremely familiar with each other.

Everyone's goal is to win the glory of the crown in a month, not to mention that the crown can be received by the Son of Heaven at the very least.

In the future, there will be capital to show off among peers, but the master has seen the Son of Heaven, have you seen it?

The advantage is not only this, but everyone in the family will look up to themselves, so for these people, the annual bow contest is naturally to take advantage of it.

"I won't say much else, let's start training directly, we can't waste time."

As soon as Zhou Zheng's words were finished, the tallest among the ten people, although he was an adolescent boy, his face was obviously a little rough, three big and five thick, and he was also the strongest one among all of them.

"Your Highness is right, we can't waste time, let's start training directly."

The person who spoke was called Shenjie, an extremely strange surname, and it is said that their family had the blood of the fire god in the human god mansion in ancient times, so it was a god surname.

Shenjie's father, Shenzhong, was also deeply trusted by Zhou Zheng's father, Zhou Tianzi, and served as the commander of the Praetorian Guard, the general commander of the 100,000 Praetorian Guards in Hojing, and defended the imperial city.

"Well, Shenjie is right."

After Zhou Zheng said this, he took Shenjie and others to the middle of the venue and began to train.

The middle of the field is too far away from the regular game of Ju Ke Castle, but there are still goals in Ju Ke Castle.

The goal is a tall gate, and there is a large hole in this huge gate, which can pass through two bows at the same time, and the height of the hole is about 1.5 meters.

As long as you kick the bow into this hole, you will get a point.

"Situ Kong, a little to the left, a little further to the left, go around ......"

On the sports training ground, Zhou Zheng's shouts suddenly came out.

And Sikong Tu, under the command of Zhou Zheng, began to constantly kick the bow on his feet around, and constantly bypassed his teammates who wanted to compete for the bow on the way.

I saw that under the command of Zhou Zheng, Sikong Tu kept bypassing his teammates who wanted to come to snatch it, and gradually came to the goal not far away.

Then with a beautiful fancy turn, Sikong Tu gently cocked his toes, and then kicked violently, and suddenly bowed in the air to form a perfect parabola.

At this moment, everyone in Zhou Zheng's team will look at this bow who is constantly approaching the goal, and they see that this bow is constantly approaching the goal, constantly approaching the goal......

And then......

No more then.

The ball kicked by Sikong Tu hit the bow door in the middle.

Everyone's expectation ushered in such a result, Sikong Tu was obviously a little embarrassed, and shouted "Day!" on the spot! ”

It is enough to show the current state of Sikong Tu.

Sikong Tu's voice made Zhou Zheng and the others have to get together.

"Okay, what's wrong if you don't enter once, just practice a few more times."

Zhou Zheng directly comforted him.

"Boss, I also know, it's just that this kick is an empty ball in front of so many people, and I really can't save my face."

Rub, the master almost forgot, this group of people is still in adolescence, and losing face in adolescence is a very serious thing, if you had lost face when you were a high school student before, you would have gone up to beat people a long time ago.

Face is an extremely important thing at all times, not only in the school, but even in future interactions with people.

Of course, when encountering some irresistible factors, such as personal threats, the face should still be thrown as far as possible, and the most important thing is to save your own life.

Sikongtu's frustration didn't last long, the young man lived for a while, and he was a good man again, and Sikongtu kicked and bowed vigorously on the field.

Zhou Zheng's team of twelve people immediately began to train their skills on the court.

Zhou Zheng, who is too fancy, is not very good, but after touching the bow for so many days, some basic kicking styles are still possible.