When it came to the second half, Kou Zhongyun came over with joy on his face to remind him not to fight too hard, but to talk about friendship. The whole team found out that the goal had been doubled unconsciously.

"Teacher Kou, we are all on the bench, and they are not opponents."

Wang Xinze said excitedly.

Lin Wenlei nodded in agreement and called for the second half to play.

"Liang Guihong, you play as a striker, Wei Yi as a goalkeeper, Luo Li on the left, Jiang Mo as a defender, well, Shen Zhong plays on the right."

The whole position was changed over and over again, and the team members quit:

"This is too ruthless!"

But Lin Wenlei was not finished yet, and then made a request:

"All attacks must be passed by five people before they can be shot, and the shots must be given to Liang Guihong, and the others are not allowed to kick."

Before the children could say anything, the elated parents on the side stopped doing it. Li Yan's father, a white and chubby glasses brother, shouted directly:

"Coach, isn't this a mess! What an impression it will leave on the children!"

Li Yan tugged at the corner of his father's clothes to stop it, and looked at Lin Wenlei's face worriedly. The other parents didn't speak, but they also agreed.

Lin Wenlei looked at the team members, and there was no obvious resistance, so he said lightly:

"Father Li Yan, it's me who is in command now, please believe me, okay."

After speaking, he ignored what Li Yan's father said about domineering and autocraticism, but said to the team members again:

"The substitute also has to change positions according to this, and there is a task, come down and write me a experience, how to play this position, how the opponent is the easiest to fight, how to be the most difficult to fight."

The team members all nodded as if they didn't understand, and Wei raised his hand:

"Coach, you asked me to play the goalkeeper, did you make me pay attention to the opponent's forward?"

It sounded like Wei Yi understood what he meant, and he asked him for the position of striker with a little cleverness. Lin Wenlei nodded secretly in his heart, but he didn't give him a good face.

"You're so smart! I'm here to make you feel like working with the goalkeeper!"

"Oh... Then you're going to have to let me play as a striker and feel it..."

Drove them onto the field and called the substitutes with clapping hands.

"Want to play?... Then observe the situation on the field, what are the characteristics of the opponent, what are the characteristics of the teammates, and tell me the reason to play. ”

A competition that wanted to be official in all aspects was tampered with by their Jiangxia International School into a very happy teaching competition. The substitutes below also chattered endlessly, cheering from time to time, and ran to the sidelines to ask for substitutions. Even so, it was a big score of 2 to 15, and the smooth coordination that appeared from time to time was eye-catching.

In the next group B game, after watching the very happy game of Group A, the players of Group B were not much nervous, and Lin Wenlei handed over full authority to Wang Peng to command. He asked the players of Group A to watch the game, and he slipped to the side and found a chair to watch the game.

Li Yan's father pulled a few parents to accompany him, and he delivered water and cigarettes, and then Ai Ai apologized for the collision just now.

"Father Li Yan, you don't have to take it to heart, I won't take it seriously..."

Then several parents complimented Lin Wenlei fiercely, after all, the overwhelming advantage can be seen by everyone, and the children like Lin Wenlei very much when they go home.

Wang Hongfei's father invited a few coaches to dinner in the evening in the name of celebration, and Lin Wenlei didn't shirk it until Kou Zhongyun brought the supervisor and leader over.

"Lin Wenlei! I remember you! If nothing else, you might be playing abroad!"

Lin Wenlei was startled by the leader's hearty voice, and the parents who heard this sentence looked at him with eyes lit up, and became even more curious, watching the leader hold Lin Wenlei's hand and shake it violently, obviously very enthusiastic and emotional.

"The leader is too famous, I haven't even played professional football..."

"To be too modest is to be proud, but I've seen you play. And the group of children you brought with you today are also very good, there is a shadow of you playing football back then, do a good job..."

The leader pulled Lin Wenlei's praise for a while, which made him more nervous than playing. What interested him the most was to ask him if he would like to lead the youth team in the city, but Lin Wenlei thought about how disappointed his mother would be, so he politely refused on the grounds that he had just led the team and had no experience.

In the middle of these entertainments, the competition of Group B was also over, and Jiangxia International School also won the game smoothly. The players, their parents, and the school leaders were all very happy, and when they looked back at Lin Wenlei, they were nowhere to be seen.

"Kitten, I won't call anyone else today, just let's have a drink!"

In a food stall in Xiakou's food street, I solemnly opened the bottle of liquor, a little sad and a little excited.

Lin Wenlei picked up the cup, let Zheng pour a cup, and took a sip after touching the cup with him.

"I'll just have this one. Tell me, how are you doing?"

solemnly knew that he didn't touch wine when he was young, and to have this small cup was to meet him, and he didn't get entangled in it. Let's talk about his own situation, care about Lin Wenlei's injury, and talk about the situation of his former teammates...

Zheng Chong's family has some connections, and his father is a middle-level cadre in the tax bureau. So as soon as he couldn't kick, he transferred to the sports institute to learn physical education, and then arranged a job as a physical education teacher for Shen Chong, and talked about a girlfriend, which sounded good.

Of the former teammates, only five or six are still playing professionally. The best is Zhou Hongyang, who plays in the midfield, and can occasionally play games in Jiangxia FC. Everything else is still in various clubs, after all, they are all twenty-two or three years old.

Lin Wenlei didn't care about anything else, and the only thing he deliberately asked Zheng Zheng about was his coach Yu Tian and teammate Jiang Meng.

Yu Zhi retired, and now he is in Jiangxia University for his son's retirement, and he hasn't seen him for a year. Why don't we go see him tomorrow?"

"Tell my family to go home tomorrow, do you have time on Monday?"

"Look at it when you get it. Jiang Meng heard that he has been at home, and I have a phone from him and I don't know if it can be used..."

Just chatted about old things, drank a bottle of wine, and finally solemnly hesitated before opening his mouth:

"Wen Lei, do you regret it? Kickball. ”

Lin Wenlei almost didn't even think about it:

"Regret what? Who doesn't know that there will be danger in playing football? I met and thought I was unlucky. It's you, it's time to practice, look fat..."

When he heard this answer solemnly, he smiled and shook his head, knowing that he was asking redundantly. Lin Wenlei has been playing football since he was 6 years old, and he has never been annoyed by him, and it seems that the accident has not made him change his mind.

"Why don't I come and do it with you? It's exciting to play football with you!"

Lin Wenlei called the boss to settle the account, glanced at the chubby solemnity, and could see the solemn shadow of the city transportation team from the light in his eyes.

"Forget it, it's good to have a formal editor. Let's lose weight and live a good life..."