"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I haven't finished my words yet......" As if foreseeing that Lang Tao would be angry, Wu Zejun hurriedly appeased, but saw Lang Tao shake his head, slammed the door and left, the senior said that change will change, and immediately sink his face, and change into Shura's face in seconds, "Stop!" You dare to kick your nose in the face?! ”

Wu Zejun's eyes narrowed: Grandma's~ It's rare to speak softly with a good temper, don't be embarrassed, don't know how to lift!

Lang Tao snorted heavily, stood in place, with an angry face, but his heart was extremely weak, and he quietly pricked up his ears, ready to listen to Wu Zejun's explanation.

"If you change to a general university, you can complete the process with an application for joining the company, but unfortunately here—it's impossible!" Wu Zejun's face was still gloomy, and he really frightened Lang Tao, "Our intramural football team imitated the national youth team and listed four tiers: freshman team, sophomore team, junior team and senior team, which sounds good, but it is not an egg." ”

Lang Tao raised an eyebrow and continued to listen.

"It's clear that the personnel are insufficient, and they still engage in these crooked ways!" Wu Zejun shrugged his shoulders, "What's even more exaggerated is that our school is a key sports school, and it also attaches great importance to cultural courses!" Therefore, the football team stipulates that new members, regardless of whether they are excellent or not, must be substituted for one year, pass the cultural class, and only when they reach their sophomore year can they be eligible to become the main selection! ”

Lang Tao: "......"

"In the words of the coach: 'It's for your own good, too!' Football is an intense sport, and the physique is not yet mature, so it is especially easy to die early when you are exposed to football! I've seen many examples of this, so don't take my teachings as wind in your ears.'" Wu Zejun deliberately lowered his voice, suspected of imitating someone, and said with a hint of sympathy, "That is to say, all freshman players are reserve teams, and official players should be counted from sophomore years——"

"So, even if I submit the application for joining the football team, I can only be a reserve player, and I am not even qualified to be a substitute? ......" Lang Tao was dumbfounded, "I need to be a football reserve player for a year, right?" ”

This plot is not right!

Under normal circumstances, even if you can't be selected, you can be a substitute or something, right?

Can't even be a substitute?!

And, according to this procedure, it is very likely that he will not be able to participate in the World Youth Cup.

- Okay, the World Youth Cup football match is too far away from him, so I won't think about it for the time being......

The impact was too great, Lang Tao didn't know how to respond for a while, and he was stupid for a long time before he said: "You, why are you telling me this?" ……”

"Just hope you don't get disappointed with the varsity football team." Wu Zejun secretly observed Langtao's reaction and patted Langtao on the shoulder with satisfaction, "Many freshmen who like football have reluctantly jumped ship after hearing that the team has this rule. ”

“…… Are you afraid that I will also change jobs? Lang Tao Muran: It turns out that the word job hopping can be used like this? It's up!

"To be honest, I was worried, but now I can't." Wu Zejun pursed his lips, as if he felt that he was talking too sensational, pretended to cough, and said in a businesslike tone, "You are very strong and have potential, the football team needs you, I hope you can break the tradition of the intramural football team and give the freshmen a chance to compete for the main selection." ”

"......" Lang Tao's eyes widened.

"You're not the only one who likes the national football team." Wu Zejun couldn't help but smile slightly, "I also heard a little bit of your second secondary speech that day. …… I think you're quite right! ”

Lang Tao blushed shamefully.

"Come on!" Wu Zejun waved the application form in his hand, and his expression froze, "Now, I officially inform you: Langtao, please report to the playground at three o'clock in the afternoon of the same day, I wish you success!" ”

"Thank you!" Lang Tao turned around and left.

"Wait!" Wu Zejun stopped Lang Tao again, "Do you want to observe the training of the football team?" ”

"Can you see it?" Lang Tao asked in surprise.

After receiving Wu Zejun's affirmative reply, Lang Tao hesitated, but honestly followed behind Wu Zejun.

It's a bit different from a high school: the soccer field at the university is not the same as a playground, but a separate open space.

In this open space, there are the same specifications as a professional football field, and it is not even a shrunken version.

On the green field, the 22 selected players were divided into two groups, as if they were in a confrontation match, the scene was quite intense, but there were no spectators, referees and commentators - the score column was distinguished by the red team and the blue team, and the score was 3:4!

BLU takes the lead.

Catching a glimpse of the word blue team, Wu Zejun inexplicably remembered the friendly match last time, his expression became a little subtle, and he said lightly: "They are also substitutes." ”

"......" Lang Tao shrunk his neck, not daring to answer.

"Look good! You might be able to see what the doorway is. Wu Zejun reminded meaningfully.

So, Lang Tao watched carefully.

A tall RED player sweated profusely, stumbled, fell to the ground, got up quickly, ran after the football and almost hit his teammates, and the speed became slower and slower, and it didn't work at all.

A dark-skinned, short-legged BLU player is not fast, but he is very agile and good at heading, with several mid-air interceptions and beautiful long passes, but unfortunately always out of bounds.

The goalkeepers of both teams looked tall and mighty, but their reflexes were a little slow, and they were often blocked by defenders, always unable to save footballs, and lost points one after another.

No, Lang Tao didn't watch for long, and the match between the red team and the blue team was changed to 5:6, and the blue team was still ahead.

"No, no, how many times have you said it, you have to cooperate, cooperate, why do you still like to do it brutally?!" A middle-aged male voice with a slightly angry tone sounded, "If you continue to fight like this, you will all go to the reserve team as a handyman." ”

"They're still newcomers." Wu Zejun listened, abruptly paused, suddenly dropped Langtao, walked over, and raised his voice to excuse them, "At least they all have potential, as long as they train hard, they will definitely become regular players." ”

"Sophomore?" The middle-aged male voice seemed to be displeased, "It took a year of work, why haven't you seen any growth?" ”

In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged male voice heard Wu Zejun's voice, suddenly startled, turned his head to see the person who came, rarely smiled, and changed his words: "It's you?" There you are? - You're different from them, I remember you were the same period, but I didn't expect you to be in the main selection now, and they are all substitutes! ”

"yes. ......" Wu Zejun clenched his fists, let go again, and slowly looked for the reason, "Maybe it's because I've been a reserve team for a year?" After all, they have been cleaning for a year, and they are relatively inexperienced in the ball game. ”

"......" the middle-aged man's voice was silent for a moment, "Are you questioning me?" ”

"How dare you?" Wu Zejun half-truthfully pointed out, "You are the coach of our football team. ”

So, are the coaches making the right decisions?

Lang Tao thought to himself silently, and for the first time he had an idea that he didn't dare to agree with.

Lang Tao looked at the coach secretly.

The coach of the intramural soccer team is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a Mediterranean hairstyle, no beard, slightly pale complexion, and a fat body.

"Anyway, they can't, they don't meet my requirements at all." The coach had a face, but he looked kind, and he couldn't see him as a villain at all, "I know what you mean, you don't have to say more - don't plead for them!" Their foundation is already weak, which is a hard injury, and they are not diligent enough. ”

"......" Wu Zejun had an indifferent face and didn't say a word.

The coach got up, walked to the football field, and yelled, "What are you doing?" Haven't had enough to eat? Shoot hard, pass hard, move and don't stand stupidly! Do you understand how much sweat you have? ……”

The coach roared with a cold face and pointed fingers.

Pity those substitutes on the green field, no matter what they do, they can't get the approval of the coach.

Lang Tao looked at the coach's back steadily, and came to a terrible conclusion: dare to love is not only the rules of the intramural football team, but also the coach?

……

After more than a week, a group of freshmen who wanted to join the football team gathered on the school's football field.

As football seniors, Wu Zejun and other veteran players quietly paid attention outside the field.

The instructor walked slowly, wearing a suit and leather shoes, not smiling, and his aura must be strong.

"My surname is Confucian, you can call me 'Confucian teacher'." Coach Ru, who was a talented person, slowly spoke, "I'm glad to see you standing here, which means you're interested in football—

But! I must remind you that football is not a one-man sport, but an eleven-a-side sport! Aside from basic factors such as height and physical fitness, if you want to play football well, the key is that you must learn to cooperate, and your skills are secondary, not the point! If any of you dare to be too conceited, I'm sorry, and I'll be happy to suppress your arrogance! In my football, there is no 'center of gravity'! If you want to join the football team, you must follow my command! I will not spare any black sheep! You have to learn and practice, otherwise you're sorry for yourself......"

Let's talk about it.

The back is full of exhortation papers, and the ears of the freshmen are calloused.

If it weren't for a public place, Lang Tao really wanted to support his forehead and come to a national scolding: rely on ~ formalism to kill people!

Fortunately, the instructor was magnanimous, and saw the suffering of the freshmen, and finally did not want to torture them anymore - the freshmen heard the final summary after the instructor's tirade:

“…… Okay, now, tell me where you want to play, and I'll think about it based on your ability. ”

Wow~ I'm so excited, I'm so excited!