Lang Tao saw that the football field was very lively, but unfortunately there were neither cheerleaders nor spectators, and the picture of the two football teams coming and going and having fun was not seen. On the contrary, there seems to be a lot of anger on the football field.

There were about 20 people on both sides, all of them showing their arms and thighs, wearing the same style of jerseys and pants, eye to eye and nose to nose, as if they were facing each other face to face, and their expressions were furious. The football team on the left has a total of nine members, wearing blue and the school emblem with the word "head" inlaid on the chest; The football team on the right has 11 people, wearing red, and the school crest on the chest is quite familiar, quite like the art form "S".

"Wu Zejun, what do you mean?" The No. 10 player in the blue team had a blue face and was angry, "You kicked and injured three people in the friendly match, how should this account be calculated?!" ”

"How do you blame me?!" I saw that the No. 11 in the red team was menacing, with a face of "I'm not wrong", and his eyes were glazed, "Come to judge Li'er, I'm a striker and I want to shoot, they have to be brutal, rampage tackle, the ball didn't reach but they broke their feet, who is to blame?" If you don't have a good body, you should be an audience obediently, what kind of nerves do you have to find abuse?! "Acting like a complete villain in every word and deed.

"It's just ~ what reason are you looking for if your skills are not as good as others, don't you lose face?" The RED players exclaimed, "Whose team had a lot of money and fifteen people in the first place?" - We are only eleven people, and we have not been substituted yet, but you are taking turns to be substituted and gain experience for free, who suffers? Is it good to figure it out? ”

"You're ......!" The number 3 in the blue team blushed, "Don't interrupt...... Even if they are not in good shape, it is impossible for three of them to be crippled by you in a row! You did it on purpose! Deliberately weaken our strength! ”

The 11th on the RED team scoffed and said disapprerovingly, "Who rarely weakens your strength?" Do you have victim paranoia? I don't want to admit defeat directly in the game, so I don't want to waste our time! ”

"It's better than it, I'm afraid you won't make it?" The number 3 on the BLU team rolled his eyes, "But what about two of us?" ”

"Then do you want us to let you two more?" The number 11 on the red team raised an eyebrow and sneered.

"No-" Lang Tao was already excited when he heard this, and he hurriedly interjected to recommend himself, "Let me come!" Let me! Me, me, me! And him——! ”

The voice was very loud, for fear that others would not hear it.

The two teams looked at it very face-savingly.

I saw a strange teenager outside the field waving with a bright smile, dragging a fat boy covering his face, a beautiful girl holding three suitcases with an expressionless face, and a driver waving goodbye.

The car couldn't stop the strange boy's familiarity: "My name is Langtao, the new guy - excuse me, can we join?" ”

"Don't add 'we'." The chubby boy said bitterly, "I can't play football." ”

"But you got into a sports school?" When the strange boy turned to the chubby boy, he took it for granted.

The chubby boy said madly: "Lao Tzu is learning 'management' and 'management', and it has nothing to do with your bullshit football - I am a theorist, and you are a practitioner!" Ten minutes of facing the wall that you don't understand! ”

"Huh? So you're the narrator? ......" The strange boy was disappointed for a moment, and then looked at the BLU players, "Just add me, okay?" Can you get them to spare one of them to be the referee......"

The BLU players twitched silently and glanced at their captain in unison.

Their captain is the blue team No.1.

BLU Team 1 looked at RED Team 11 opposite, raised his eyebrows, and said, "What do you say?" ”

RED Team 11 smiled and asked, "Why did you join?" Why don't you go and be a referee? ”

"Huh? ......" The strange boy was dumbfounded, his face was drooping, and his soul was lost, which made people sympathize, "It is also ...... to say"

The No. 11 of the red team snorted coldly, looked around, and fell on one of the most sweaty players, and suddenly ordered: "Ah Feng, you go to be the referee!" ”

Seeing the rough panting Red Team No. 7 stunned for a moment, then glared at the strange boy viciously, and saw that the Red Team No. 11 had a resolute attitude, so he reluctantly took a few steps back and stood on the sidelines.

"My name is Lang Tao, and my position is a striker, please take care of me!" The strange boy took the initiative to introduce himself.

"Xue Lin, goalkeeper." BLU No. 1 responded calmly.

Red Team No. 11 looked at Red Team No. 7, and Red Team No. 7 was angry, but he swallowed his anger and grinded his teeth: "...... Keep playing! Now the score is 2:0 - the red team leads! Ten minutes until the end of the first half! After saying that, he felt a whistle out of nowhere and blew it loudly, and by the way, he also despised the chubby boy coldly.

The chubby boy listened to the words of the "commentator" mentioned by the strange boy named Lang Tao, and was obviously relieved, and quickly took out an old piece of cardboard, rolled it into a simple megaphone, and shouted with emotion:

"Hello everyone, I'm Zhu Mingrui! Zhu Yuanzhang's Zhu, tomorrow's Ming, auspicious Rui! I'm from K City, and I'm about to become a freshman at Beijing Institute of Sport! Because of the pit friends, I had to be the commentator this time! At the same time, this is also the first time I have tried the waters of commentary football! I hope that everyone will support the personal field, the rich will contribute, and the powerful will contribute - ah, no, it is 'someone who has people, and there is technology to produce technology'! Let's play a historic game of super-calibration! The bright future of the national football team will be rewritten by you! ……”

Serious nonsense.

It was about the first time that everyone had witnessed such a funny commentator, and they were all stunned for a long time - the fat man deserved to be a potential stock, and he couldn't see that there was a heart like a river under the stupid appearance of this fat man? It is worthy of learning management, and there is no one else with this eloquence, and the level is leveraged~

"Whaha-" Lang Tao couldn't hold back for a while, and burst into a very demonic laugh.

Laughed and smoked.

It's so funny, okay?

He patronized and was happy, so he didn't pay attention to the strange looks of the two teams when they heard the words "Beijing Sports Institute".

Because of this, he missed the opportunity to learn a certain truth.

And the beautiful female companion who accompanied them seemed to be unbearable to move a few steps, and was a little far away from the football field—the temperament of the kaolin flower was actually a little loose.

"Guys, I'm new to the city, and I can't tell who's who, so let me use the player number instead of them! - Of course, if I really want to go into details, I can only say that out of so many faces, I only recognize three people:

No. 1 of the blue team, he is the goalkeeper and the captain of the blue team, named Xue Lin; No. 11 of the red team, he is a striker and the captain of the red team, his name is Wu Zejun; Finally, there is the strange boy who joined temporarily, he is Lang Tao, 1.75 meters tall, and his position is also a striker!

It should be noted that this strange boy named Langtao is also No. 11, who once led a football team and won the championship of the national high school football competition! Zhu Mingrui held a cardboard megaphone in his hand and made a speech hard - ah, no, it was the commentary, "By the way, the earliest jerseys did not have a back number, and with the back number gradually formed a culture, and the back number was given meaning!" No. 1 is a goalkeeper, No. 2 is a right-back, No. 3 is a left-back, No. 4 is a scavenger, No. 5 is also a defensive player, and No. 5 is an elite type, unfortunately there is no No. 5 in these two teams! No. 6 is also a defensive player, but he is starting to move forward on the field! Number 7 is the right midfielder, uh, the right winger! No. 8 is the commander of the midfield, the position is changeable, and he is the second core player in addition to the No. 10 outfield, the real midfield engine~ Hey, there is no No. 8 in these two teams? No. 9 is a mid lane striker, and No. 10 is needless to say, he belongs to the number one core figure in the team - wow~ Look, the blue team has No. 10, and the red team does not have No. 10! Pay attention to the number 10 of the blue team, he must be an ace! The number 11 is the left midfielder, uh, that is, the left winger, and again, the number 11 of the red team is the left winger, he is still the captain! …… From the 12th, it's basically the world of bench players - what? You don't know what a bench player is? Oh, NO~ You are too outdated, the bench player is a substitute ~ No. 12 is the substitute goalkeeper, No. 13 is a special number, it is said that Jesus was betrayed by the 13th disciple Judas, because it is not very lucky, no one wants to wear it! You see, there is no No. 13 in these two teams! The number 14 is the most shiny, it represents the special number of the Dutch football saint, and it is said that he chose this number to commemorate his official start of playing football at the age of 14! The number 15 represents hope, the favorite of many substitute players, you see they have two numbers of 15 in both teams! The number 16 is also the number of Geely, which many players also like, and the position is mostly midfielder, and the number 17 is ......"

Let's go on and on.

Taking advantage of Zhu Mingrui's science popularization, the two teams quickly returned to their respective positions.

Start with the red team.