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CHAPTER XXXI

"Lao Cao, what do you say this class is doing?" Li Zhiyuan put his arm on Cao Moran's shoulder, and the latter glanced at him without speaking.

"Why do I think this is a practice in the first class?"

“…… Or else? ”

"yes, that's what you think, right?"

Cao Moran didn't speak, a class was divided into two teams, and anyone who looked at it was doing exercises, although they were not enough - this is really a cruel thing, other classes, although not everyone can play, but it is still possible to find two teams of people, and one class is just not together, and now the dozen or so people are divided into two teams to play, the scene is ...... It's a bit ugly.

In fact, half team football is not nothing. Just like basketball, in an official game, a team has at least five people, but if it is practiced or played in private, it is not so rigid. Eight people can fight, six people can also play, it's really not good, two people can also play.

It's the same with football, there are no twenty-two people, fourteen people can be divided into two teams, even ten, six, it's not that you can't play, at most you can shrink the field a little bit - in fact, in the early days, everyone did this, more than 20 teams had to practice, even if there were two fields in the iron was not enough, at that time everyone was looking for time to find an opportunity, stuck in a corner, and in order to prevent crowding, it was to take turns to go up and train.

So the ugliness of the class now is not because of their small number, but because of the ...... The scene is really terrible!

On Qi Zhenyun's side, it's simply crushing!

What, seasonal?

That's a piece of wood in season!

He's good at running, and he's running quite aggressively, but he's not on the route at all, and he's ...... I also went to Qi Zhenyun's side from time to time. Well, as a king against a king, it is common sense to keep an eye on the other king, but ...... He even fed Qi Zhenyun the ball!

It's not about being an enemy, it's about being a teammate!

Just after they watched it for a while, he fed Qi Zhenyun the ball three times! Qi Zhenyun's side has already scored twice!

What kind of exercise is this!

"Lao Cao, no matter how I look at it, I think this is weird, Qi Zhenyun's kid must be confusing Class 10! You said that even if you were a fool in that season, you can't make such a mistake, right? ”

Cao Moran nodded hesitantly, and Li Zhiyuan became even more energetic: "So, they are acting!" If Class 10 is fooled, it will be a big trouble! No, I can't watch Class 10 being bullied like this, I'll go find Jiang Da'er! ”

He was about to run out, but was pulled by Cao Moran: "You come back for me!" ”

"Old Cao?"

"This is Class 10, what are you going to do?"

"I'll go and remind them, how can Jiang Daer say that he is also our teammate, Qi Zhenyun can't bully him like this!"

"What about Qi Zhenyun?"

"Huh?"

"Isn't Qi Zhenyun our teammate?"

Li Zhiyuan was stunned, the boss with a long mouth, Cao Moran glared at him angrily: "When it comes to the arena, you and Qi Zhenyun cooperate more than Jiang Da!" ”

"Seems so...... However, why do I always feel that Qi Zhenyun is an enemy? ”

"You can watch from here."

"But ......"

"Do you think Jiang Da is stupid?"

"That...... Isn't it stupid? ”

Cao Moran looked at him speechlessly, Li Zhiyuan blinked, and blinked again: "My mother has been called stupid since she was a child, my mother is only one meter seven and is called like this, Jiang is more than one meter eight...... Even if there is a difference between men and women, there is a difference of more than ten centimeters, and the reason why he is called a big man doesn't ......"

“…… He has twice as much IQ as you. ”

"What? Twice as much as mine? I ......"

"Didn't Teacher Xie say that you were too wild these days?"

"Huh?" Li Zhiyuan's face immediately changed.

"Have you finished the question he left you?"

"Old, old Cao......"

"That's for you, I'm not going to do it for you, and if you don't, I think he'll be angry tomorrow, well......"

“…… Lao Cao, I hate you! Leaving such a sentence, Li Zhiyuan turned to the classroom sadly! Cao Moran didn't go back, but looked at Dong Jinze who was standing in the corner, in the past, he would go over and say a few words now, but now, Dong Jinze exudes the aura of not entering, the whole day, or since the end of the game on Saturday, Dong Jinze is like this.

He also came to watch the second-grade game on Sunday, but he stood alone, and although he didn't stop them from approaching, he didn't give them a few words of analysis from time to time as he did in the past.

"Dong Jinze, was he kicked down by that game?" Thinking like this, he felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart, and at the same time, he couldn't believe it. Actually, that game was ...... for all of them Except for Li Zhiyuan, all of them have been hit, this is a real blow, not regret.

If they are careless......

If they are negligent......

Even if they did it themselves......

Yes, if it is said that they are wrong, then more of a emotion is regret, they will say, what if they had been more careful at the time, what if they had worked harder at the time, but now ...... It can't be said that they are not wrong, nor can it be said that they played to their full strength, but neither tactically nor strategically, they are not very wrong.

It may be a waste of time to find out the intentions of the first class in twenty or thirty minutes, but it can be said that this is necessary after the first class has won two games so strangely and has done inexplicable practice every night—and this time, theoretically speaking, should also be lost in the fifth class;

It can't be wrong to control Shi Ling and Qi Zhenyun near the midfield - these two people have already declared their ability in two and a half games, especially Shiling, letting him enter the penalty area is simply a bomb!

Betting on four of the best players to defend is really doing everything they can – if at this point, it's the rest of the squad that breaks through the line and scores, they're actually okay with it, because that's the norm and that's what they're planning.

But, it's the season that scores!

He told everyone how ridiculous and vulnerable they were with a shot that would never have been possible on a junior high school student.

How do you describe the feeling?

Stones hit eggs? Of course not, but in a way, it was like rolling on layers of thick-skinned eggs, thinking that they were already armed, and then bravely rushed towards the stones......

Is the season a stone?

Perhaps, not - he looked like a stone, but at that moment, he was the boulder in front of them! They have exhausted all means, but they cannot surpass ......

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, his chest was full of unwillingness, he was also a striker! He had been playing football for four years before he entered the Iron Middle! The primary school he went to was one of the few schools that would specialize in football lessons, and he was in it, and he was talented, and there was a time when the family was noisy about whether he was going to go to a football school, and in the end the reason why he didn't go was not because he was not talented enough, but because the adults in the family didn't dare to bet.

"Mo Ran...... "At that time, his parents came to him together, his father was not at home too often because he was with the car, but that time, he deliberately asked for leave, not only to go to the football school to get to know him, but also to have a long talk with his coach and even the teacher, and then with his mother to have that conversation with him, it was a rare moment in his memory, and it was almost never seen about his father's crampedness......

The man who had always been mighty, steely who could move the train, became a little timid at that time, he rubbed his hands, called him again, and then there was a long silence, at this time, he had actually realized something, but he didn't make a sound, he instinctively felt that as long as he didn't make a sound, there was still a chance. Sure enough, his father became more cramped.

"Silent ......" After a long confrontation, it was his mother who spoke first, and this woman who has always been resolute also showed her determination this time, "We know that you like football, and we support it, but forget about the football school." ”

“…… Why? He could already guess some of the reasons, although he was still young, but because the atmosphere in the house at that time, and the quarrels and conversations, and even the discussions in the school, were enough for him to realize a lot, and his mother did not say more—you are a smart school, and there is still hope for going to school;

- Going to football school requires a lot of hardship, and there is a high risk of injury;

- Our family has no relationship in this area, and we can't give you any help;

- If you can't practice, it's hard to come back.

……

There were some things that he wasn't even supposed to know at his age, but his parents were honest with him, and then, he accepted it.

He was young at the time, and he didn't know what the future would be like – even now, he didn't know.

Study hard, then go to the railway academy, and then go to the railway bureau?

There is nothing bad about this road, but there seems to be nothing good, when he was a child, he wanted to drive a train like his father, but when he came into contact with more means of transportation, took a ship or even a plane, he no longer felt that the train was the most amazing, of course, he still admired his father, felt that he was a great man, but did not regard him as an idol anymore.

Does he love football?

Of course it's love, but to what extent he loves it, he doesn't know, but after that time, his academic performance gradually declined, from the top of the class to the middle stream, and his parents regretted it for a while, telling him that if he really wanted to go, he would still support it, but this time, he himself refused, he had a feeling, even if he went, in fact, it was just like that

And now, this feeling is even stronger - with such a talent as Shiling, he really, can't do it......