Chapter 90: Let's Get Started

On Friday afternoon, the buzzing game day came. When I was about to get on the bus, a large group of people who looked like leaders in the college came, but they were quite low-key, and they didn't hold a mobilization meeting or anything, but just shook hands with the coach and team leader, gave a few words of encouragement, and got on another bus.

I guess there will be more senior leaders coming! You Mo pondered in his heart.

Sure enough, when the rest room was changing equipment, the real boss came. The age doesn't look old, and the smile on his face is also very easy-going, but the light in his eyes can't be hidden inadvertently, and it is full of penetration when he looks at each other. There were more than a dozen entourage, and they rushed in together, and someone hurriedly introduced: "This is Vice Mayor Wang, in charge of culture and sports." ”

Sun Yongkang couldn't resist this kind of look a little, but the prepared speech was very slippery, and the people who listened nodded straight, and applauded a little when they were finished.

The leader's finale speech was a bit intriguing, "Don't delay your preparations, just say a few short sentences." Everyone sees the team's table and remembers it in their hearts. Our foundation is thin, we started late, and our strength cannot compare with our opponents. But after these games, the tenacious spirit of your body really infected me, as well as all of you in the room, and the people who entered the stadium outside and waited outside because there were too many people to enter the stadium. I hope you will continue to work hard and live up to these expectations! ”

It didn't take long for the group to go out, and the atmosphere in the lounge was revitalized.

It's better for young boys: it doesn't matter how big an official he is, he doesn't recognize me, and I don't recognize him, it's my business?!

However, looking at the head coach's intoxicated expression, everyone more or less guessed something.

This guy is dreaming again!

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Needless to say, the grandeur in the stands was full of people an hour before the start of the game.

The group of women's football girls brought by Zhou Xiaofeng were completely dumbfounded! They came late, and after several setbacks in the stands, they still didn't arrange a place, and in the end they had no choice, so they collectively stood on the runway below to watch.

This kind of high-profile sense of accomplishment is fatal to every athlete with a heart. The girls were chattering excitedly, even noisier than the spectators in the stands.

A few well-informed people have heard about it, and they asked Li Juan there to confirm: "Sister Juan, did our coach recognize your brother as his godson?" ”

The stupid girl is completely true: "That's right, why else why did you come to watch the game!" You don't have to train in the afternoon, do you?! ”

There are even more daring: "I heard that the two of you are playing friends, is it a brother or a boyfriend!" ”

Someone next to him answered: "It's my brother now, and I will do it in the future!" Do not say! ”

The stupid girl pleaded there with a red face: "I will talk nonsense, and I won't tell you anything in the future!" ”

The girl's family is very sensitive to this kind of thing, and they all shook their heads and sighed: "I didn't believe it before, but now!" Do not say! ”

It's really a "don't say it!" ”

Zhang Mei came forward to round the game: "Okay, the game will start soon!" If you don't read it seriously, you have to write your feelings after watching it! ”

Only then did the scene return to business discussion, Li Juan looked over with some gratitude, but Zhang Mei shook her head with a wry smile.

I'm conflicted!

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Sun Yongkang is completely letting go, and as soon as Lu Wei comes back, his role as a head coach in the game is to put on a show for the leader.

However, this is where he is shrewd, not only not telling the truth, but also enjoying the fruits of victory with ease.

Of course, it is more appropriate to say this after the game.

He saw very clearly that this team was no longer under his control at all, and if it had been placed in the past, he might have to go to great lengths to win over a group of people who had brought down a few. But now in this situation, there is no need to toss at all, as long as the game is good, whatever you want.

In his eyes, in order to study in Brazil, those two boys will definitely do their best to help the team win, and what he has to do is to fully delegate power and clear the obstacles for them.

Yesterday, I specially brought the Li family brothers to chat for a while, and after learning that this kid had been decided, I was even more relieved, but I couldn't help but ask jokingly: "Who is so capable, can be leveled up and down?" ”

Li Yufeng still hesitated slightly, after all, it is not a glorious thing, but it is nothing to think about, these days, there are connections in the circle that are embarrassing to show! "The deputy secretary general of the Football Association is my old man's best friend, please let him say hello."

"Oh? Deputy Secretary-General Xue Li? ”

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After the whistle, the game officially begins!

The Qilu team obviously did a detailed study of the opponent before the game, and specially sent a small but sturdy guy to defend Wang Songsong closely.

The young baby is still a real name, the head coach will do whatever he wants, and the one-on-one defense will follow wherever he goes!

Wang Songsong was depressed, the muscular guy in front of him was obviously suspected of changing his age, and the pimples on his face were still sticking straight to the person, and the smell of sweat on his body made people want to cry without tears.

I really want to say, "You're mistaken!" Now the core is not me! ”

Looking up at the head coach of the Qilu team with his arms crossed on his chest, with a calm and calm face, Wang Songsong had the urge to rush up and remind him.

Secret Weapon! Hey!

The 15-year-old boy has an irrepressible excitement for this kind of drama, and looks back and forth from time to time.

However, the first ten minutes or so disappointed him.

Lu Wei is not at all conspicuous, neither the nervousness and discomfort of the competition, nor the excitement of being overexcited, but he is usually organizing offense and defense, and even staying in the backcourt for a longer time.

You Mo, obviously also taken care of by the focus of the front and back, the Qilu team also knows that their own strength is limited, and if they are pressed out to play in the backcourt without protection, it is easy to be scored by the opponent, so the tactics are relatively conservative, and the people who press the half court after winning the ball often do not even have half of the people.

Wang Songsong had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't rush to verify anything, and still maintained his usual stability. The whole team is also in good shape, all links are running well, although there is no good opportunity to create a zĂ o, but it has not given the opponent a chance.

The audience with a smooth scene is a little boring, but both sides are a little conservative, and they are not willing to do a bit of risky work, just like two boxers, they hugged each other and danced for a long time and did not let go.

So many people, with such a high level of interest, just show us this?!

The boos certainly won't, and after the first three games, the enthusiastic fans who arrived two hours early have no match for their team.

Then let's entertain ourselves!

After the waves of people in the stands were done, they began to flash with collective wisdom, and the jokes and slogans were endless, and the nicknames and anecdotes were extremely imaginative. For a moment, everyone's attention seemed to be off the field, and even occasionally the players looked up to study what was happening in the lively stands.

"Almost!" You Mo shouted at Lu Wei from afar.

Lu Wei didn't reply, and replied with an "OK" gesture.

So, let's get started!