Bian Hao gave a very strict gag order for the attributes of the little fat man, about the matter of Su Mian meeting him after dusk.

For example, that afternoon, whenever the little fat man went to the toilet, Bian Hao would follow him and sneer at him......

Qiu Heyang, a classmate, is still a relatively clear classmate, and immediately said that if he said it, he would wipe the urinal in all the men's toilets.

Anyway, this kind of poisonous oath made Bian Hao believe in Xiaopang's sincerity in an instant.

From the next day, except for a few people with ulterior motives to bring it up, the matter slowly passed like this.

This person with ulterior motives is Guo Yiming, classmate Guo.

Because after the incident between Bian Hao and Su Mian eased somewhat, the nickname of Guo Haojiao suddenly became popular on campus.

Even Teacher Cao once called Guo Haoboo by name.

The boys and girls in the class beat their chests and slapped the table, as if they were celebrating the New Year.

Guo could only be silent and tearful, and he made up the latest news of Bian Hao and Su Mian.

He tried his best to distract everyone again.

But after all, the word "chest" shines particularly brightly in their half-understood age.

The arrival of Friday made students and teachers a little jubilant.

Tomorrow is a holiday, those who love to play games begin to communicate frequently with notes, and those who want to go shopping also begin to plan quietly, only Bian Hao is a little painful......

He tried......

In the past few days, he listened carefully in class, took notes diligently, and humbly asked the teacher for advice after class.

However, the assignment is either wrong or not.

Every time he saw the big fork in the homework book, he felt the urge to bare his hair!

That's not what he can do!

There is still half a month left in the midterm exam, doesn't this cost him his life......

"Bian Hao, it turns out that what the teacher said is really reasonable." Qiu Xiaopang probed his round head melon and pointed to the big fork that was stimulating Bian Hao,

"Early love really affects learning, you said that you have always been at the top of the class before, and this homework is done like this, it is almost the same as me......"

Guo Yiming turned his head like a spring in an instant: "Who?" Who is puppy love!? ”

Qiu Xiaopang looked at Guo Yiming, and shook his head with some sighs, quite a bit of seeing through the red dust,

"It's not easy in this world......"

scold

Bian Hao was amused by the two of them, and his originally irritable mood was also relieved a lot.

After school in the afternoon, the school team had an additional training.

Tomorrow against Fenghua No. 1 Middle School, this is an old powerhouse.

But it's not that the strength of this team is, it's just that the time when they built the team is about to catch up with the time when the school was founded.

They have a relatively complete player selection, player training and team tactical system.

Even the training venue is well equipped, and even the indoor training room is well done.

I heard that as long as you are a member of the school team, the school canteen will provide you with a nutritious meal for free.

I don't have to pick the hardware facilities.

No. 5 Middle School is a school that is famous for its cultural class results, and it is indeed a weak point in terms of style and style.

In recent years, in the cultural and sports projects, there has only been one chorus competition and won the Excellence Award, and the rest is basically to make up a quota and have fun.

This time, the school team actually broke into the top eight in the city in the football project, which made the school leaders have a bright face.

It can be regarded as a response to the emphasis on quality education in recent years.

The leader was satisfied, and naturally waved his hand, this time he went to No. 1 Middle School to participate in the competition, the school bus picked up and dropped, and provided the students and teachers who went to watch the game with drinks.

This notice was announced to the whole school near the end of school, and for the first time, the boys of the school team had a sense of honor.

Win glory for the school and seek benefits for the students!

That's what they kicked out!

This kind of glory is even more vividly reflected in the third graduating class of junior high school.

Wu Yike, as the captain of the team, faced the expectations of his classmates and made a fist bang on his chest.

There are a lot of handsome people at once.

There are even some people who make up for their brains, which is believed in Guo Haobo...... Chest?

Once this chest can score, it will not be a simple chest.

That's good breasts!

Therefore, Guo, who was walking in the stairwell after school, was beaten on his shriveled chest by countless people.

I received a sincere blessing.

The boys, who usually train with hippie smiles, seem to be particularly serious in this evening training.

The seriousness on his face made Bian Hao suddenly think of his teammates who fought side by side in the previous life.

However, everyone is changing, and only two people are following the rules.

One is Bian Hao, in the absence of equipment and special coaches, he can only continue to cultivate the connection between the foot and the ball.

One is Lao Zhangtou, who still has his hands behind his back, and is now on the sidelines, staring at this group of teenagers.

It's a bit of a general.

……

Saturday at 2 p.m.

The players and their families gathered in the playground to wait for the arrival of the bus.

This is a privilege to be part of the school team.

Parents have prepared a lot of delicious food, and they don't know that they think that the No. 5 middle school football team organizes parent-child spring outings.

Bian Dad and Mom are also among them.

Especially Bian Dad, who is carrying a plastic bag of food in his left hand and Bian Ma's bag in his right hand.

It's like a bodyguard, escorting the two girls in front.

Bian Ma is not idle, tidying up her son's collar for a while, and fiddling with the child's trouser hem for a while.

There's no time to stop.

Lao Zhangtou came, he deliberately wore a suit today, which was different from the usual Zhongshan suit, and looked much younger.

As soon as the boys saw Zhangtou, they all broke away from their parents and stood in front of the goal, lined up.

One by one, with a small face, they stood straight.

Lao Zhangtou didn't have any extra movements, simply called the roll call, and instructed the new team members to do a good job in logistics.

For example, a soccer ball during a warm-up, and a bag of brand-new towels with the words "Five" printed on them.

On the bus, it was much quieter, and the tension of the imminent war permeated the carriage.

Guo and Bian Hao sat together, and he leaned back on the back of the chair as Bian Hao did.

Every minute that passed, he pushed Bian Hao and said, "Haozi, my heart is beating fast, is it a rapid heart rate?" ”

I don't know where this kid heard such a word.

Bian Hao yawned and patted his chest casually, "It's okay, it's normal to do this before the game, didn't you watch those players on TV come out of the bus and wear headphones to listen to music, just to relieve the tension before the game...... If you still have a fast heart rate, don't scare yourself. ”

Guo was educated, and he was very unwilling: ", I didn't have it before the last competition." ”

"Last time? Hey," Bian Hao continued to pretend to sleep, his eyelids were reluctant to open, and he said disdainfully: "Last time you had this formation, you already had an irregular heart rate, what is the ...... of rapid heart rate?"

“……”

"Haozi, I'll tell you the truth, are you burying me?"

"Well, naked irony."

"I'll strangle you......"

I can already see the hot stamping plaque of No. 1 Middle School.

After playing, the teenager actually had a little ...... Get cold feet?

Bian Hao slapped Guo's back violently, and said with a smile: "Scared? ”

"The grandson is afraid!"

Guo replied and said a little embarrassedly: "It's just a little ...... Nervous. ”