The long golden hair that is scattered and flowing, the embarrassed stubble, the solemn face, the tall body, and the toad mirror on the bridge of the nose that is enough to cover the small half of the cheeks, give people a cold, mysterious and vicissitudes of life.

Arguably, Stevenson University football team coach John. Senna is a beautiful man who is very much in line with the standard of Western aesthetics. Although he has entered middle age, he has added a mature charm.

Standing proudly on the court, looking at his players with his hands on his chest, there is quite a sense of guidance.

However, this beautiful picture was soon destroyed by a shout that seemed to be laughing but not laughing.

"Hey, Pork Chop John, I'm coming."

Qin Shou ran to John's side, greeted him with a smile, and hugged the other party's shoulders as if he was familiar.

"Hmph."

The coach snorted angrily, pushed Qin Shou's arm away, and hurriedly tidied up his somewhat messy collar.

"Oooh, sorry, Pork Chop John, I forgot that there was a game today, so I can't call you Pork Chop John." Qin Shou suddenly apologized to the other party in a hurry.

Speaking of pork chop John, there is a little story, once the school football team won the game and went out to dinner to celebrate the victory, but all the members of the team, including the two coaches, had a good time, especially John and Uncle Huang, the two almost didn't fight because of who was the big stomach, and finally the two decided who was more powerful by competing to eat hamburgers. As a result, it was clear that John ended up eating 7 large pork chop burgers and was finally crowned the "Laurel Winner". And the hat of Pork Chop John naturally can't be shaken off even if he wants to.

Of course, except for Qin Shou, a supernumerary member of the school team, no one dared to call John like that to his face. Qin Shou is an exception, firstly, this guy is thick-skinned and not yet an official member of the school team, so John can't torture him fiercely in training; Second, even if Qin Shou was a member of the school team, he wouldn't dare to trouble him. He knows Qin Shou's force value very well, this guy is in the dark.

"Let's go warm up with the big guys, I haven't played with my teammates for a few days, don't be rusty, let's go."

After tidying up his appearance, John returned to his previous cold state, nodded lightly at Qin Shou, and stopped speaking.

"Why do you pose like this every time you have a game? Can you die if you don't pretend to be 13? Qin Shou said speechlessly.

John, this guy is quite able to play with the big guys on weekdays, don't look at his identity as a coach, but his mentality is similar to that of a recent college graduate, he can go crazy and make trouble, so everyone is not afraid of him, and he can make any joke. The only drawback is that whenever there is a game and an audience, this guy always pays attention to his appearance, which is commonly known as "pretending to be 13".

In his words, the coach is the soul of a team, even if the strength is not as good as the opponent, as a coach, I can scare others with my momentum.

Qin Shou could only hehe in this regard, anyway, he had never seen John scare his opponent with momentum. I guess this is just a pretext, I'm afraid it's more out of his dirty mentality of posing to seduce MM.

"It's boring enough. Okay, I'm going to move my body. Qin Shou waved his hand, put down his sports bag, turned around and jogged towards the court, and at the end, as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned around and shouted at John.

"Hey, John, you're wearing red bottoms today, aren't you?"

"How do you know ......"

John's grim expression could not be pretended any longer, and he quickly lowered his head in shock, only to find that his pants were not abnormal.

"Damn Qin, play me again! I'm so stupid, I know I only have a set of red bottoms, and I fall for it every time, I ...... Alas...... Hurry up, hurry up...... Luckily, not many people noticed......"

Thinking so, John straightened his face, still clasped his arms around his chest, and stood solemnly......

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Although the game against the professional team will be played later, the Stevenson varsity players did not seem too nervous, but more excited.

They know very well that they are an amateur team that has been brought together by hobbies and hobbies, and in any way is no match for the New York Red Bulls. In fact, none of the members of the school team had the luxury of winning the game, but more than that, they just wanted to play the game as well as they could, make a good impression on the whole school, and make more students like the sport of football.

Qin Shou said hello to Uncle Huang and joined the ranks of jogging.

"Master, do you think we will have a show in today's game?"

A black guy with a small inch chased after him and jogged side by side with Qin Shou.

The black guy's name is Chris. Chris PappasJoe is Qin Shou's best friend in the school team.

As for why it is called Master Qin Shou, there is naturally a story that has to be said.

Qin Shou is not an official member of the school team, but he enjoys a high salary subsidy. In Qin Shou's opinion, this is just a transaction, I will help you play football, and you will pay me, it couldn't be fairer. And in the eyes of most of the players in the school team, since you are not a regular player of the school team and don't usually train with us, why can you occupy a starter and get more subsidies than us.

The resentful school team players thought about giving Qin Shou a little embarrassment and a lesson. Because Qin Shou doesn't usually train with the big guys, everyone has almost no chance to embarrass Qin Shou on the court. As a result, a group of people led by Papasto decided to beat Qin Shou directly, so that he understood that the school team was not John's alone.

As a result, it was obvious that the school team players who went out collectively finally successfully blocked Qin Shou at the school gate, and turned into an alley not far from the school gate under Qin Shou's half-push and half-push. And when John and Uncle Huang hurried to the ground when they heard the news, they were frightened by the more than ten young men who fell to the ground in the alley.

"They want to talk to me about life, about ideals, and then ...... As you can see, they were impressed by my knowledge. ”

Dropping such a sentence lightly, Qin Shou slowly whistled away as if he was fine.

Since then, the entire school team has been harmonious, and no one dares to have any objection to Qin Shou taking a high salary but not training. What's more, the members of the school team were not convinced of Qin Shou, and a group of people shouted endlessly, and Papasto was even more pestering to apprentice and shouting to learn Chinese kung fu.

Qin Shou felt that this group of foreigners was really cheap, and if he didn't clean them up, he beat them up, but they were all honest.

However, it is precisely because of this that the relationship between Qin Shou and these people has become harmonious, and Papasto regards himself as Qin Shou's apprentice, and he likes to run to the violet bar when he has nothing to do, and in order to learn kung fu, he is "serving" before and after the saddle.

This can be regarded as not knowing each other.

Qin Shou ran slowly, smiled faintly at Papasto, and asked rhetorically, "What do you think?" ”

"The big guys think we......'re going to lose this game," Papastto scratched his head and said, "In terms of strength, we should have an easy win for the New York Red Bulls, but don't we still have a master on our side?" Master, you're so tough, maybe you won't be able to score a goal for those drinks sellers. ”

"You and I are a god, this is a kick and not a fight." Qin Shou was so angry that he slapped Papasto on the back of the head, and scolded with a smile, "What you should consider is not the question of whether we have a drama or not, but the question of how many we will lose." At our level, we still want to win a professional team, and the heifer handstand is more realistic than this......"

"Oh...... I just asked casually, isn't this a confidence in you, master......" Papastto muttered aggrievedly, and randomly wondered, "Master, what is a heifer handstand?" ”

"Idiot!"

Qin Shou glanced at his cheap apprentice speechlessly, and didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he jogged towards the front.

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Just when Qin Shou and the others finished a series of warm-up activities and gathered in the half court to play and rest casually, bursts of exclamations suddenly sounded around the court, and a bus with a white background and two bull patterns slowly drove towards the side of the court.

New Jersey's only local Major League Soccer professional team, the New York Red Bulls, arrived.

In the midst of the jubilation, the bus stopped, and the New York Red Bulls players in black tracksuits stepped out of the car. Stars may be wearing sunglasses and waving to the fans in the stadium stands, some of them are walking with their heads bowed with headphones on their faces, and some are carrying sports bags and taking selfies with their mobile phones in their hands......

And when the last player, that is, the French star Thierry, who has just joined the New York Red Bulls for less than a week. When Henry stepped out of the car, the atmosphere was at its highest. Tide.

"Oh, that's Henry! A French star who has won the World Cup and the Champions League! ”

"This is a world-class footballer!"

"It looks amazing!"

The cheers and discussions in the stands came and went. Of course, it's not just praise and exclamation, after all, the United States is not a pure football paradise, and American cowboys have no shortage of provocative and fun genes.

"Hey, Frenchman! Did you come to the U.S. to play for the money? ”

"Our favourite is rugby! Know what rugby is? Hey, want to conquer us with football? Then it's up to you to see if you have what it takes! ”

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The sudden eruption of shouting and noise from the otherwise dull and silent fan stands surprised the young boys of the Stevenson University football team, who had never seen such an atmosphere.

A group of people stopped playing and playing, just stood in place in a daze, looked at the professional players opposite, and slowly walked to the passage of the locker room.

"Is this the influence that comes from professional football, international stars?"

Looking at the back of the disappearing New York Red Bull player disappearing into the passage, Qin Shou exhaled softly.