Chapter 127
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Chapter 127
"Fan Sheng, you crow's mouth!"
After getting the list, there was a wail up and down the eighth middle school. They knew that the four seeded schools would definitely be divided into four teams, which meant that they must meet with a seeded team, but when they met the seeded team in the first game, they still felt that they couldn't accept it, and He Li was simply put on Fan Sheng's head.
Fan Sheng was also a little dizzy, although Wan Wan was his idol, he didn't expect to meet his idol so soon, but when he saw He Li's posture, he hurriedly said: "Hey, hey, what does this have to do with me?" ā
"It's not that you said that you want to meet Wanwan, why did we run into Tiezhong so quickly?"
"I can do whatever I say, I'm five million early!"
"That's what you said, anyway!" He Li had no place to vent his grievances, so he found Fan Sheng.
"Okay, that's what I said, what are you going to do!" Fan Sheng raised his head, He Li was dumbfounded, he thought for a while and said, "You can't change an idol?" What do you do as a striker and worship a goalkeeper! ā
"Hey, He Li, you're in charge more and more now."
"What's the matter?"
The two glared at each other, and their coach walked over: "Two masters, what are you doing here?" ā
He Li and Fan Sheng were both stunned, immediately closed their eyes, and stood there in a sneer: "Coach Wang." ā
"Coach Wang......"
"Well......" Coach Wang is a young man wearing silver-rimmed glasses, he is not tall, but his figure is extremely standard, his skin is dark, but his appearance is handsome, at this time he is wearing a blue and white plaid shirt, leaning on the door frame, looking at his own players - other coaches look at the players, most of them can only be said to be the players under their control, and he can really say that it is his own, these children, are all discovered, selected, and even trained by him, and by his eyes, a cadre of people also began to be worried, Fan Sheng He Li didn't say anything, even the others were also worried - they didn't quarrel just now, but this coach is a person who can pay attention to continuous sitting!
Thinking of this, the faces of the players changed, and Coach Wang picked the corners of his mouth: "Do you know our results?" ā
The students nodded with a stiff neck.
"What do you think?"
Everyone was stunned and looked at him in confusion, and Coach Wang said, "He Li, you say it first." ā
"Huh?"
"Tell me what you think in your heart, I think what you just said is quite exciting, there must be a lot of ideas."
"I didn't ...... No, IāI'm foolish. Although he wanted to put the pot on Fan Sheng's head in his heart, he wouldn't be stupid enough to say this.
"Blind thinking is also thinking, then let me listen to your blind thoughts."
He Li swallowed his saliva, and Coach Wang said, "Say it." ā
Seeing that he couldn't shirk it, He Li could only say: "That coach, I'm ...... That's all I said? ā
"Say it."
"I think...... Our luck in the first game was not too good. ā
"Well, go ahead."
Seeing that he didn't object, He Li's courage became a little bigger-although in the past, Coach Wang always asked people to toss the other party after finishing his words, but what he said was also the truth!
Thinking about it like this, his courage became a little stronger: "Tiezhong is an old strong team, although the sixteenth middle school has been more fierce in the past two years, but the foundation of Tiezhong has always been, and we are a newly established team...... I'm afraid it's still not good. ā
Coach Wang raised his eyebrows and looked at the others: "Do you think so too?" ā
Everyone didn't speak, but their expressions were a little afraid. Coach Wang frowned, he originally thought that the victory in this period of time would bring out a group of Shengshi Ling players, but how did he know that he was wrong?
No, no, in the first few games, these players were also very arrogant! He still remembers what a player said at that time, and Chinese football relied on them to save it!
Don't talk about Chinese football now, it won't work if you run into an iron in the middle?
His eyes turned to the old men in the second grade, thinking if they said something, and then secretly denied himself, the results of last year's eighth middle school were quite bad, these few didn't meet Tiezhong at all, and they couldn't say anything, so what's going on in front of them?
He couldn't think of the reason for a while, so he put it aside first: "It seems that you think the same way, in that case, then give up." ā
When he said this, everyone was stunned: "Let go, give up? ā
"Well, give up."
"No, not kicking?"
"You all think it's no good, so what are you going to play?" As he spoke, he turned around, "Today's training, you can do whatever you want, and in the future, you can do as you like!" ā
As he spoke, he walked outside, and his teammates finally realized that something was wrong and said, "Coach......"
"Coach Wang!"
"Coach ......"
Coach Wang turned around and looked at them, the group of people, you look at me, I look at you, and finally Fan Sheng stood up and said: "What kind of coach, what is the matter in Tiezhong, He Li said it, although I also think that Tiezhong is powerful, but I don't think so." ā
āā¦ā¦ So what do you think? ā
"Well, I guess it would be nice if I didn't meet them for the first time."
ā¦ā¦
Coach Wang felt that his blood was surging, and he almost turned around, he saw the others nodding secretly, afraid that if he continued to talk about it, he would really lose morale, and he couldn't care about any more means, so he sneered at the moment: "So, are you willing to meet the 16th Middle School?" ā
Everyone was stunned and quickly shook their heads.
"The twenty-three?"
The crowd shook their heads again.
"Or ...... Is it the second middle school with the weakest foundation? ā
This time he shook his head more happily.
Among the four seeded teams, the second middle school is the most criticized, this team, the technology is not the best, the foundation is not the thickest, but the most arrogant - many of their team members are practicing track and field, and they are going to the profession - the track and field team of the second middle school is very famous in the country, one of them is naturally concentrating on their own specialty, and the second team is pulled to deal with various competitions, not only football games, but also basketball games.
Athletics is known as the mother of sports, this running fast and powerful, that is really dominant in all kinds of sports, it is still a little difficult to win the championship second, but often can get a good position, like last year even reached the semi-finals, although it is the fourth, it has also become this year's seeded team.
Speaking of which, they have the weakest technology in the school, but it is really risky to play with them!
Bumping and crowding, this is inevitable in football, but in their case, there are more of them, and the injury rate is greater!
Last year, I had a headache when I met them in the 16th Middle School, and a group of football schools almost capsized in the gutter.
"There's no team you're willing to meet, what else are you playing!" Coach Wang's face changed, "If you feel that you can't even kick, then don't play as soon as possible!" ā
"Coach, we didn't think so!"
"We don't think that way to the coach!"
After all, he is still young and vigorous, coupled with the victory in this period of time, he was stimulated twice in a row by their coach, and the unconvinced momentum of everyone also came up, even Fan Sheng also said: "I just said that we ran into a hard bone, I didn't say that we couldn't kick it!" ā
"So, you think you've played too much?"
"Kick, kick it......"
"Kick it off."
"Well, I should have kicked it."
Nodding his head one by one, but the momentum just now, it was completely different, Coach Wang sighed in his heart, but his face was not revealed, he looked at his teammates: "I can't say that you will definitely be able to kick in the past, but if you don't even have this heart, then it's really not good, now tell me, can you kick through?" ā
āā¦ā¦ Yes! ā
"Can you?"
"Yes!"
"Yes! Yes! Yes! ā
Although there are still doubts, although there are still worries, but at this time, they always dare to face the iron.
At this time, the iron became a pot of porridge.
When they saw their opponents, everyone was stunned - No. 8 Middle School, I haven't heard of it!
"We still have eight middle schools in our city?"
"There should be, aren't there eighteen middle schools?"
ā¦ā¦ This reason is too powerful, even Li Zhiyuan was a little unable to refute it for a while: "What is this school for?" ā
"School...... Nature is learned. ā
"Oh Lao Cao, you are such nonsense, I mean, how did this school come about?"
was told that he was talking nonsense, Cao Moran was very sad, and Li Hao over there said: "This school defeated the twenty-fourth middle school." ā
His words attracted everyone's attention - people like Shi Ling Li Xun didn't know anything about Twenty-Four Middle School, but everyone else looked over there, and they naturally looked over there.
"They defeated the twenty-four middle school, is it really fake?" It was Fan Cheng who spoke, "Twenty-four is not a soft persimmon. ā
Others nodded one after another, although they can't say how powerful they are, but they can always qualify in the twenty-four, and occasionally, they have also reached the quarterfinals, if you want to compare, it is probably equivalent to the United States team in the World Cup, although it is not a first-class team, it is definitely second-rate.
"They not only defeated the twenty-four, but also the nineteenth." Li Hao is very aware of his status, his skills are not good, and his analysis and induction are not as good as Qi Zhenyun and Dong Jinze, so he only has to collect intelligence, which is also something he likes, so he not only follows the army to watch those games worth watching, but also finds all the time to watch the games that can be watched, if he really can't watch it, he will also find a way to collect information, at this time, he took out all the information he collected.
And as soon as they heard him say this, everyone was surprised again: "There are still nineteen middle schools." ā
"This school is on the list?"
ā¦ā¦
"This school has a new football coach."
"Huh?"
"This coach seems to have gone to a specialized school."
"Huh? Hey? ā
"Most of the players in this batch of the eighth middle school are first-graders, and eight of the main players are first-graders."
"Huh?!"
This sound, but it was really a little amazing.
While it may be only a year apart ā or even less than a year ā in competitive sports, sometimes half a year old can make a big difference.
This is especially evident in the youngsters and veterans.
There is a gap between fifteen and a half years old and sixteen year olds, and at the same time, thirty-six years old and thirty-six and a half years old are not the same.
Coupled with experience and training, generally speaking, the main force of the varsity team is mostly composed of sophomores, which is similar in the iron.
The Yang brothers in class 7 and Li Hao in class 10 are good in school competitions and even in the entire grade, but in the school team, that is, the substitutes - because the Yang brothers are twins and have more tacit understanding, they can often start, but they can only be said to be important substitutes. So seriously, there are only five main forces in the first grade: Qi Zhenyun, Shi Ling, Dong Jinze, Cao Moran and Li Zhiyuan, but that's it, it's already a lot, and there are eight in the eighth middle school?
"No wonder they call the Eighth Middle School ......" Li Zhiyuan touched his chin and sighed, the people around him didn't pay attention to him, what did Shi Ling want to say, but Qi Zhenyun pulled him and closed his mouth.
"It's said they're aiming for the championship this year." Li Hao said again, and the surroundings laughed after a silence, "Ambition and ambition!" ā
"Oh Mom, I'm so scared!"
"They want to win the championship? Hahaha......"
Although there is some curiosity about the eight middle schools, no one still thinks that they can win the championship - their foundation is really poor! What if there are eight great first-graders joining? It's really amazing that they have already gone to football school, and people like Li Zhiyuan have to come back to school, and it is conceivable what the level of those who go to the eighth middle school is, not to mention, they still have season!
They didn't say these words, but the eyes that looked at Li Zhiyuan were full of strangeness, Li Zhiyuan was a little uncomfortable, and looked around in a daze: "Hey, hey, what do you think I'm doing?" Look what I'm doing! ā
Another burst of laughter.
At this time, no one cared about the eighth middle school, until Gao Han announced the big list.
There is no Wan Night, although everyone is a little surprised, but they can accept it, Wan Wan Night is still a little awkward to walk, and there is obviously no need to force the first few games;
The season is also not in the starting line - this is incomprehensible.
"Coach, are you mistaken, why isn't Season the starter?" Li Zhiyuan was the first to jump out, "Although his body is small, he can also run." ā
"yes, Coach."
"The season is doing a good job of basic movements now."
"It's okay to cooperate with us."
"Although he was a month or two late, he didn't pull anything down!"
Everyone, you say a word, even the second-grade people have spoken, Shi Season did not speak, but his face turned red - he didn't expect so many team members to help him speak, Cao Moran and Dong Jinze usually don't talk to him much, but they also opened their mouths at this time, especially Dong Jinze, who usually doesn't talk much. And at the same time, he has a familiar grievance......
Many times, many times in the past, his mother did this to him, and now, this coach, will it be the same?