Chapter VII

"Toot-"

A few sharp whistles sounded in the playground, and there was a moment of silence in the field under the blue sky and white clouds, and then, it was boiling.

"It's flat, it's flat!" It's one class.

"Grass! Grass! Grass! "It's for Class 5.

"Flat...... Damn, it turned out to be flat...... "Well, this is obviously, it's the third shift."

Compared with Class 5, they are now more depressed and sad, and it is no exaggeration to say how excited they were yesterday and how uncomfortable they are now...... No, it's even worse!

There was no hope, but now...... They already have the right to qualify!

Although no one can say for sure that the game is not over, no one who knows Tiezhong will think that one class can win, or even just a draw five classes!

Do you believe that the Chinese team can draw against the Brazilian team?

Absolutely impossible, right?

But now, it's happening right now.

"It's greasy, how could that kid be so good yesterday?"

"But those balls don't look like they're problematic......"

Someone objected, and someone answered. If you want to say how shocking the ball is in season, maybe not, but except for the third one, the first two can be said to be flawless - you are 19 meters away, even if you don't have a goalkeeper, go and kick it?

"There is still a problem with the attack of the fifth squad."

"Yes, I also think that there is a problem with their attack, there are more than 20 minutes after the first class scored the third goal, for such a long time, the fifth class has not scored another goal!"

The third class was filled with indignation and gritted his teeth, and for a while he was about to roll up his sleeves and report to the teacher - they really went like this, but they were scolded back by the head teacher: "Do you have evidence?" ”

"Even if you can make it to the top six, what can you do?"

"Don't talk about the champion, can you enter the top three?"

After asking three questions in a row, the people of the third class were dumbfounded.

The top three? No matter which class they face, they're going to be kicked down!

"Kick and kick, make a fuss, and make a fuss, below, give me a heart to learn!"

The head teacher made the final decision, and the three classes withered again and again, and finally came up with the words that the first class had comforted themselves earlier - we students are still better than learning! We lost in football, we have to catch up in learning! Although the results of the first class are better than theirs, they still have hope of chasing!

Of course, although I think so, I still have to say what needs to be said - who made Class 5 unfair? Who let a class of opportunists? It's time to disgrace them!

So for a while, the talk of class 1 and class 5 playing friendly football is very noisy, in this regard, the first year is skeptical, and the second year is basically not very convinced - in society, the older one or two years old, or even two or three years old, is nothing, but in the student days, especially before college, there is still a big difference. The senior students have a kind of self-restraint when facing the lower grades, and they all look at them as if they are their little brothers. They basically don't pay much attention to the things they do in the first grade, so they don't know much about the specific situation of classes 1 and 5, but most of them laugh when they hear the rumors: "You can shoot in outside the big forbidden area, then this is true." ”

However, the first-year students don't see this way, especially those who have played in the same fifth class: "It's not normal to not score a goal for more than 20 minutes!" ”

"It is said that Qi Zhenyun may be the captain of the football team, but now it seems to be true."

In the end, even the first class was a little suspicious, that is, Qi Zhenyun was very depressed when he heard it - when did he say that he was going to be the captain? How did he not know about it? As for why Class 5 can't kick in the ball, he really doesn't know! Dong Jinze's relationship with him has always been average!

At this time, the most determined disbelief is the fifth class itself!

The whole team of the football team is eager to let God immediately go down in the snow to prove their innocence!

They really didn't play friendly football, they really didn't!

They have always felt that even winning by only three goals is a shame!

They really don't show any mercy!

Why hasn't there been a goal?

That's luck, luck!

Well, the latter statement was put forward by Li Zhiyuan: "I think the problem is with that sissy, since he came on the court, everything has been wrong!" ”

“…… But then he didn't touch the ball at all! ”

“…… The key is not whether he touches the ball or not, but luck! Fortune! His luck was too strong, so he suppressed me! Don't believe it, even Grandpa Mao said ......"

Syllable!

Before he finished speaking, the back of his head was patted, and when he raised his head, he saw Dong Jinze's calm face, and suddenly, his words choked in his throat.

'We played badly today. Dong Jinze slowly spoke, and at the same time, his eyes swept over everyone, and those who saw him lowered their heads, and even Li Zhiyuan turned his face away.

'We've been careless, we've been careless since the first half, and that's a very dangerous thing to do in the game. There's my fault in this, because I'm the one who cares the most. ”

"Not the Captain......"

"You can't be blamed for this......"

"Who would have thought that such a freak would pop up in one class!" As soon as he said this, everyone spoke, and Li Zhiyuan jumped up again, "Nima, look at that hot foot, Lao Cao, is it so far for you to shoot in?" And the third ball, even if it's unguarded, can you kick it if you kick it? ”

Cao Moran frowned, he didn't want to deal with Li Zhiyuan, as a striker, he was in a bad mood when he didn't score a goal in the second half, but Li Zhiyuan never knew how to read people's faces, and asked him vigorously if he could?

“…… No. Knowing that if he didn't answer, he would go on endlessly, Cao Moran could only grit his teeth and say, don't talk about the two balls earlier, the last one looks like an accident, and it is indeed their mistake, but one thing cannot be ignored, that is, in that case, the route of the ball is still right!

There is no deviation from the direction!

Changing the right foot to the left foot, people are about to fall, but they kick the ball into the goal, what kind of ball feeling is this? What kind of ...... Technology?

"You can't, who else? Who else in this school can do it? Li Zhiyuan continued to shout, Cao Moran was stunned, the first time he found Li Zhiyuan, he was not too annoying, but Li Zhiyuan was interrupted by Dong Jinze again, "No matter what the reason, our own carelessness is the main reason!" Because of our carelessness, we only scored three goals in the first half, because of our carelessness, we only gave them three goals in the second half, and then, after being kicked to a draw, we, all of us started to go wrong! Cao Moran, how many shots did you shoot after that? ”

“…… Six times. ”

Cao Moran's voice was very low, but everyone still heard it, and then, the atmosphere became even more stagnant.

Six times, which doesn't sound like much, but that's six times in more than twenty minutes, and on average, it's just over four minutes to get a shot! The point is, it's just one person!

"What about you, Li Zhiyuan?"

“…… Three times. His voice also became astringent, although it was half less than Cao Moran, but he was a defender, and one defender shot three times......

"And myself, I twice." Dong Jinze said slowly, "It's just the three of us, and we have made eleven shots on goal, completely, just fooling around!" ”

Everyone's heads hung down, Dong Jinze didn't have a little name, but didn't they know it themselves? Although because they are not the backbone, some defenders don't even shoot at all, but most people, such as the same striker as Cao Moran, and several other midfielders, have made more than two or three shots, and at least one or two shots, which means that in the next 20 minutes or so, they are constantly shooting, and the better thing to say is that they are bombarding indiscriminately, but the truth is really nonsense.

They failed to score again, either because the turtle stream in the first class was too powerful, or because they were too useless!

"I hope it doesn't happen again!"

Everyone in Class 5 nodded vigorously in unison!

"It will never happen again!"

"It must not happen again!"

"Next time, I must be careful!"

Everyone hated in their hearts, Dong Jinze didn't say anything more, but his mouth pursed - there was always a feeling that he had ignored something......

And compared to the dullness on their side, the first class is completely different, although they are still dizzy, but this is a happy dizziness.

"Grass, we won five classes, we actually won five classes!"

"It's not that I won."

"Oops, it's all the same!"

"Yes! Also! ”

Everyone nodded, for them, a draw of five classes is as unreal as winning - now qualifying is no longer their excitement, such a result can simply make them smile Jiuquan!

Well, that's a little too early, but someone is really making such a noise.

"Squad leader, let's go have a meal!"

"Eat barbecue! Eat barbecue! Be sure to celebrate! ”

"Don't get drunk today!"

"Damn, I'm going home and being beaten, and I'm going to do a good job!"

A cadre shouted, Qi Zhenyun smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll please." ”

Everyone was stunned, and there was a moment of silence, although they called to eat together just now, they didn't want Qi Zhenyun to pay - after all, there are so many people, and everyone AA is enough to be high.

"What, don't you want me to please?" Qi Zhenyun said again.

"I'm grass, squad leader!"

"Squad leader, I love you!"

"Squad leader, you're so cool!"

……

The atmosphere was even more jubilant than before, Qi Zhenyun was simply a little golden at this moment, and just when some people were shouting to promise him his whole life, he smiled again: "But that will be after we enter the top three." ”

……

All the sound came to an abrupt halt.

"When we enter the top three, the wine and meat will be wrapped in me!"

“…… Squad leader, this top three is a little too difficult. ”

"It's the elimination system down there."

"Yes, yes, if we meet the second group, it's fine, if we unfortunately meet the third group, then no one can kick over."

"The second group is not easy to deal with, although it is not particularly powerful, but the strength is average, and now there are more than 40 boys in the six classes that have qualified, what kind of bench depth is that!"

There was a wail.

"So you're just ready to give up?"

Qi Zhenyun slowly spoke, everyone was stunned, Qi Zhenyun looked at them, was swept by his gaze, everyone lowered their heads, some wanted to say not to give up, but their lips moved, and in the end they didn't say it. At their age, it is the time when they are not afraid of heaven and earth, and at this time, if they really want to roll up their sleeves and fight, they can have a game, but football, not fighting.

It's not that whoever works harder will definitely win.

Even if some of them are not very good at playing, they have played football before, and I am very touched by this.

"Squad leader, that ......" In the end, it was the goalkeeper Zhang Zihe who spoke a little hesitantly, "We don't want to give up, but it's not a matter of wanting to." ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone nodded, Qi Zhenyun also nodded, and then suddenly said: "Season!" ”

"Huh? Yes! Shrinking in the corner, quietly waiting for the meeting to end, Sou stood up, he looked at everyone uneasily, and then looked at Qi Zhenyun even more uneasily.

"Did you give up?"

"Huh?"

"You, have you given up?"

He looked at the season, and said slowly, the latter's mouth grew little by little, and he wanted to say again, but at this time, Qi Zhenyun seemed to have suddenly cultivated some kind of peerless divine skill, and the huge air pressure suppressed him.

Abandon? What to give up? Football, that's obviously not going to work!

How could he give up football?

It's the only thing he can hold onto!

"Answer me, did you give up?"

"Nope." He muttered something unconsciously.

"What?"

"Nope." It's a little louder.

"Say it again."

"No, there is!" In the repeated questioning, his voice also became louder, "I will not give up football, never!" ”

The last sentence, he almost shouted.

“…… Very good. Okay, now that the season has not given up, do you want to give up? ”