Chapter 130: The Crane Dance (4)
Surprised and surprised, Li Kunpeng still hurried forward and stretched out his hand politely: "Director He, I haven't seen you for a long time, this time I want to learn from you!" ”
Although he has been retired for many years, He Nian is still the upright boy who is moody, he bumps hands with Li Kunpeng as if he could, casually responding, "We must kick well", but his feet did not stop, and went straight to his group of team members who were hurriedly changing equipment.
He pointed to the court, and his voice was not loud: "Don't hurry up and go up, what does it look like!" ”
The effect was very good, and the players of Tsurumai Middle School rushed to the court when they heard this, and immediately warmed up in style.
He Nian didn't look at his own team members to warm up, he turned around and carefully observed the teenagers of Zhongya High School, he nodded sometimes and shook his head, and finally stared at Wu Yue, who had been grabbing the ball, for a few seconds, before he sighed heavily, sat on the coach's seat, and began to think about life.
The leader sitting on the rostrum was a little unhappy, but he greeted so many people to watch the game. The principal of Crane Dance Middle School was late and didn't say anything; The coaches on both sides didn't even notice him, let alone come over to greet him.
Principal Huang pretended not to know, pointed to the teenagers on the field, and took the initiative to talk to the leaders about the professionalism of the players.
The leader was not a layman, and he could naturally see that the pre-game preparations of Zhongya High School were very adequate and reasonable; As for the late arrival of Tsurumai Middle School, although the players came in a hurry, as soon as they stepped on the court, they still showed a high level of professionalism.
Looking at it this way, the leader is still satisfied, if campus football and professional youth training can bear fruit, he is not busy in vain, and he can still have political achievements.
Then hurriedly walked into the stadium was a group of parents, some of whom knew the leader of the rostrum, and smiled and waved to the leader from a distance.
The leader also smiled and nodded, which was regarded as a response, but when he saw clearly the things in the hands of several parents, his face did not change, and the words he said to Principal Huang were ugly: "Milk tea, KFC, this is Zhu Didi, and you still want the fine girl to play a good game?!" ”
Principal Huang knew that these were the parents of Hewu Middle School, and he hurriedly laughed: "Football is difficult, which is also the reason, our characteristic football school also has to open sports and food culture classes for parents." ”
The leader thought so, and he turned back to the dozen principals: "It's really hard for you to be brutal, and train the parents of this shop." ”
The principals said that this is the way it should be, and there are so many people who understand sports, and even give a thumbs up to Principal Huang.
They all understand that in China, parents are actually very important to do a good job in education.
You don't see, many respected old intellectuals have volunteered to organize "parent schools" all year round to teach parents.
Principal Huang's proposal and the leaders are quite timely, indeed, the school should make the characteristics well, parents can cooperate well, parents know how to cooperate correctly, it is better!
The parents of this group of crane dancers went straight to the coach's seat on He Nian's side.
They knew what year's stinky temper, but they didn't dare to get up, but they were busy picking up the clothes that the children had thrown on the ground, putting them away with the things they had brought, and then standing behind the coach's seat and chatting in a whisper.
He Nian frowned, but it was not good to have an immediate seizure, after all, the parents were very interesting, and they were already talking very quietly, very quietly.
He looked at the coach's seat of Zhongya High School, and actually showed envious eyes, there, except for Yu Pingshun, who was eliminated by him, was sitting, everyone else was busy, but there was no parent.
Parents of players in Zhongya High School can! He Nian praised in his heart, and then he withdrew his gaze and continued to think about life.
After all, he was past the age to fight the whole world. He didn't know how many times he had said it.
Want to educate parents? Forget it, he has more than enough heart but not enough strength, so he can only put his displeasure on his face and hope that parents will know something professional.
Lao Sang, who was busy with the work at hand, also sat in the coach's seat, he looked sideways at He Nian and the group of parents behind him, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.
When he was still a sweeper in Hewu Middle School, he suggested to He Nian more than once that the team needed professional administrators to manage the young players and communicate with school teachers and parents.
It's a pity that He Nian is not interested in Lao Sang, the "worst team doctor in history".
Make a suggestion? This old man rarely went to trouble the team, and he was thankful.
training coach tubes; Learning Teacher Tube; Life is managed by parents. He Nian doesn't think there is a problem with this model, although he sometimes annoys some unprofessional parents.
He always felt that working hard to train and cultivate good seedlings for Xiaoxiang football was his ideal and what he would do for the rest of his life.
This is also a person whose braincase can't turn a little bit! Lao Sang scolded and sighed in his heart, and then looked at the teenagers on the field who were adapting to the venue, and gradually had a smile on his face.
The appointed time for the game was approaching, and the fourth official went to the coaches of both sides to get the list of athletes. After the players got used to the field, they also walked off the field and surrounded the coach to prepare for the upcoming game.
Sang Shan is very calm today, she is very well prepared, and the rest is to trust this group of teenagers. She pointed to the pitch and smiled: "Go ahead, go play our ball!" ”
The teenagers screamed in response.
Under the leadership of captain Qin Ying, the players on the field stood in a row next to the referee; The substitute put on a sports jacket and sat down next to Yu Pingshun.
Yu Pingshun was holding the pile of small notes in his hand, nervously watching which players from Crane Dance Middle School would start, and whether it was too different from his previous expectations.
In fact, He Nian attaches great importance to this game, he has already lined up the starting lineup before he came, and with his big wave, the starting players of Hewu Middle School stood on the other side of the referee under the leadership of captain Yan Haojie.
Seeing these players from Hewu Middle School on the field, Yu Pingshun waved his fist excitedly, which means that the analysis he made for everyone at the pre-game preparation meeting was almost all valid!
In addition to the two absolute main forces of No. 10 He Mingyang and No. 17 Xia Zhexuan, I don't know why they didn't start, and they were replaced by No. 16 Tang Yanxiang and No. 19 Liu Zirui respectively. The others are the regular main force of Crane Dance Middle School.
Yu Pingshun hurriedly pulled out the small notes belonging to He Mingyang and Xia Zhexuan, added the small notes with Tang Yanxiang and Liu Zirui written on them to the stack of notes, and handed them to Li Kunpeng.
Li Kunpeng was very satisfied, he patted Yu Pingshun's head to show affirmation, and then walked towards the players on the field.
At this time, Qin Ying and Yan Haojie were guessing the venue under the auspices of the referee.
Li Kunpeng handed the note to Yang Fanyuan and told him to wait for the other party to stand up, and when our team members gathered around to cheer, we distributed the note to everyone according to the alignment relationship.
Yang Fanyuan nodded hurriedly, blinked his eyes, and signaled Li Kunpeng to rest assured, this had been rehearsed in advance, and there would be no problem.
The master and apprentice looked at each other and smiled, and after seven years of companionship, they finally set sail for the real time.
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