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Chapter 48

"It's really, it's a bad stomach."

Coming out of the bathroom, Qi Zhenyun didn't dare to walk too slowly - although the school team may not be so strict, but he ran away just now, the referee is likely to give a yellow card, even if he doesn't give it, his impression will be very bad, and if he moves over slowly, it must be worse. But he didn't dare to run fast either, because there was an indescribable discomfort in his indescribable place.

Until then, he hadn't been sure that he had really eaten a bad stomach, and he thought that maybe it was just a chain reaction caused by him being too nervous, and although this reaction would seem like he was very unproductive, but, perhaps, it was? Or, it's just that he has some gastrointestinal discomfort today, although this is not much different from diarrhea, but, there are still there!

- The former can be overcome, the latter ...... It's a disaster for him now!

Therefore, even if there is only the slightest possibility, he doesn't want to think about it.

But now it's the fifth time!

And what came out......

No matter how unwilling he is, he must admit that he has diarrhea.

And, it won't be the last!

What to do?

What about the following competitions?

What to do?

What about his football dreams underneath?

Maybe it's a bit ridiculous, but at this time, he really thought of fate - shouldn't he really take the road of football in his life? Is it really like his mother said, when everyone is against it, it really shouldn't be?

He didn't want to think so, he didn't want to, no matter how his father objected, no matter what his mother said, he didn't want to admit it.

"You want to play football? Why? Like? If you like it, you have to put in so much effort? Spend so much energy? What is like? To like is to play. Like when you were a kid you loved to play those games, were you happy when you played? Be happy, that's what you like! That's what makes sense, it's going to make you miserable, is that what you like? That's called sin! I'm telling you, if you want to play, whatever you want, it's okay to play every day, but if you want to do anything else, it's to find yourself guilty. If you want to change Chinese football, it's a joke. Who do you think you are? You think you're gifted? I'm telling you, there are so many more talented! Don't talk about others, does Ye Xiaotian have any talent? He wouldn't have been able to get to where he is today, and then what? Stop dreaming about it! ”

His father seldom spoke so much to him, but that day he did, and, though he sneered, as if he didn't care, he knew he meant it.

His father really thought so, and it was also him, a football veteran who had been in the football circle for 20 years.

"Son, do you know where your best path is? In learning. Learn to become a literary and martial artist, and sell it to the emperor's family. This is the old saying, now that it has changed, there is no emperor, and we don't have to kneel and kowtow to anyone. But no matter how anything else changes, learning is the broadest path, and you are better at this. You have talent, there is no denying it, I have been a teacher for so long, whether a student has a talent for learning still knows. Do you know? Some students can't learn anything. He works very hard and is very down-to-earth, but he just doesn't get results, this is no talent, maybe his talent is in other aspects, maybe he is a genius in other places, but in this field of learning, he is really not good. And you are different, you are talented, you also work hard, yes, of course you work hard, what is the kind of good thing that can be learned without work? Talented. You're not a genius, I've never shied away from that, but if you can learn it, that's fine. If you can learn it, and our family still has this condition, then you can learn very well. In the future, if you become a scholar, you will have a face and a future, and you may be able to change the world. Why not? The world is changed by scholars many times, what was Sima Guang writing "Zizhi Tongjian" for, because he couldn't fight with Wang Anshi, and in the case of political frustration, he put all his ambitions on academics, and then what? Do you think that "Zizhi Tongjian" is just a book? No, how many people draw nourishment from it, how many people are inspired by it, and many of these people can change the world! Isn't that the greatest honor ever? ”

This is what his mother, shaking the red wine, said to him, that day, his mother was a little drunk, and spoke with a kind of melancholy, but he knew that she was also sincere, and she gave him the most sincere advice from the perspective of a teacher.

- Actually, his mother, very rarely, spoke to him like that.

Football, it's not okay;

This road is impassable.

Although he is the age of the second year of secondary school, he does not make those mistakes, what the world is empty, what life is boring, in his opinion, it is all disease-free moaning - go to the construction site to move bricks for two days, and it will be interesting and fulfilling.

But he still wanted to give it a try.

Perhaps, he is still in the second year of secondary school - when the whole world says no, he still wants to work hard!

And now, is it really not going to work?

Otherwise, how could he drink tofu brain today and in season?

Just like Zhao Wei said, what could I say last night!

In fact, the reason why he didn't talk about it last night was to fool not only others, but also his own people - he knew his team members very well, and made them feel that he had a plan and would be more confident.

And now it seems that he has fooled himself!

"Guess the side, do you have any more opinions?" Before he knew it, he had come to the referee, and the referee spoke, and he nodded, "No." ”

The referee tossed the coin.

"One class! One class! ”

"Class ten! Class 10! ”

Although there was a pause, after seeing the referee's movements, both sides still shouted, but this time, the tenth class was not able to completely suppress the first class - after all, the voice was not so uniform, but, in terms of luck, they still seemed to suppress it, word, ten classes serve first!

"Ten classes and ten classes! Go ahead! ”

"Ten classes and ten classes! Victories keep coming! ”

As soon as they saw this result, Class 6 shouted and listened...... Well, the first-graders don't talk about it, the second-graders are all sideways, and after this game, it's a confrontation between the ages, which means that even they have to win?

Of course, it's the fifth class that cares more about this - they haven't played with the same class ten yet!

"These six classes are really outstanding!" Li Zhiyuan was yin and yang, "I won't talk about it this year, and I won't want to think about it next year?" ”

The two classes of them were next to each other, and this sound was not concealed, and the red fruit was spread to the sixth class, and suddenly, some people were embarrassed, but then, they were excited again - they didn't want to play football, but they could beat the fifth class in learning!

Just when these little things happened off the field, the game on the field also began.

Ball of class ten.

They have always advanced as a whole, so the defender only opened the ball a little, Gan Shaoqun received the ball and passed it to Li Hao quickly, Li Hao didn't run two steps with the ball, and quickly passed it to Li Taihua.

One after another, each time, they didn't go far, and one player was very close to the other, which ensured that the pass was accurate, and that, in any case, the person who had the ball had two or three guards around him. This kind of kicking, the first grade has been used to - all along, class ten has done this, but the second grade is a little strange, at this time the tall thin man next to Wan Wan touched his chin and said: "This class ten kicks very interesting, but is their physical strength enough?" ”

The answer to him was Wan Wanwan's lazy and contemptuous gaze, and the young man grinded his teeth: "What do you mean?" Is it to despise me for not going through the information beforehand? But didn't you say no? Until the last minute, we don't know who will come out, just pay attention to the final game, right? Isn't that all what you said? ”

“…… What are you so excited about? Wan Wan opened his mouth slowly, rubbed on Yang Mingming's body again, changed his position, and continued to fall backwards.

"I wasn't excited. I said can you sit upright, don't keep pressing on other people's Yang Mingming! ”

"I didn't press you."

……

"Yang Mingming hasn't objected yet, what are you excited about?"

"I said, I'm not excited! Yang Ming won't object to anything you do, but you can't bully him too much! ”

"Did I bully you?" This sentence was said to Yang Mingming, who immediately shook his head, "No, no." The captain was very nice to me, very good, very good. ”

Although it was not the first time, this time, the young man still had a feeling of asking the sky speechlessly, and Wan Wan continued: "I didn't say that you didn't do your homework well, what I said was that before you ask this, you might as well look at the sidelines." ”

"Field, sidelines?"

Wan Wan raised her eyebrows: "Look at the reaction of the people on the sidelines, are you surprised?" Among these people, even if 90% don't understand football, there are always 10% who understand, if Class 10 really can't hold this style of play, what do you think? ”

The young man looked up and saw that although they were pointing at the field, they were not too surprised, and he knew that Wan Wan was right again......

At the moment, his face was a little feverish, and when he was about to say something to divert the topic, the situation on the field changed abruptly, Qi Zhenyun suddenly inserted into the team of Class 10, kicked the ball out, he kicked it very high, and he was about to fly out of the field, but there was a person who jumped suddenly, and then a header pushed the ball back to the field, and over there, another person was inserted, only to see that the person was thin and not tall, but after getting the ball, he raised his foot as soon as possible.

Shot!

The man was going to shoot!