"The newborn person who is running laps in tourist shoes is quite good, what is his name? Show me his test sheet. ”

Just as Ai Meng was clenching her fists and quietly staring at Chu Fang, who was running round and round on the red runway of the stadium, she suddenly heard a slightly old voice from the side.

Hearing someone praise Chu Fang, Ai Meng was even happier than praising herself, she turned her head secretly happy in her heart, and saw a thin old man with gray hair and dark skin looking at Chu Fang's test table with interest, and her mouth was slurking.

"Director Tang, that freshman is called ...... Chu Fang, when he wanted to test it, he didn't even bother to change his clothes and shoes. ”

Next to the "cute" little old man, the senior who was in charge of pinching the watch was saying bad things about Chu Fang with a "hateful face", which made Ai Meng very unhappy - Chu Fang looked much more handsome than the baboon when he wore a jersey and sneakers, which she had been silently watching Chu Fang for many years since she was a child, and she had more say than anyone else.

"Maybe he didn't have his jersey and sneakers at home, and he planned to buy them on the beach?

I've overlooked that, but you can change your shoes with him first. ”

The little old man, who was quite "cute" in Ai Meng's eyes, smiled very gently and defended Chu Fang, which made Ai Meng feel even more fond of him, and then the old coach who was called "Tang Dao" - that is, "Tang Gui" stared at Chu Fang's test sheet and said to himself:

"The 3o meter sprint and switchback are slow, even if you run in tourist shoes, the realism is not fast.

However, it is really rare for young people to have such a good body, if you want to test 12 minutes of running, at least four-fifths of professional players can't run him, his muscle type should be dominated by red muscles, and look at his skeleton is also good......"

Ai Meng pricked up her ears and eavesdropped on the thin old man who was supposed to be the coach about Chu Fang's evaluation, but the more she listened, the more awkward she felt, although the other party was indeed praising Chu Fang, but if the praise object was replaced by animals such as pigs, cows and horses, it seemed that there was nothing inappropriate at all.

"Poof~"

Thinking of Chu Fang, who was running in the sun, with two horse ears growing on his head and the tail behind his buttocks, Ai Meng couldn't help but laugh a little.

“？”

Hearing the laughter, the old coach next to her glanced at her in some surprise, then looked at Chu Fang on the runway, and then showed a narrow smile on his face:

"Little girl, came with your boyfriend?

Your boyfriend is so handsome and so good at running, you have to watch it closely, otherwise he will run away in a normal university with so many girls. ”

Under the old coach's half-joking and half-serious ridicule, Ai Meng immediately blushed, and hurriedly waved her hand to clarify:

"No, it's not, we're just classmates! And we're in the same class......"

Because she was mistaken for Chu Fang's girlfriend by the other party, Ai Meng's heart was faintly happy, but when she thought that her relationship with Chu Fang was far from progressing to that kind of Cheng dù, and she didn't know when she would be able to progress to that kind of Cheng dù, she felt a little depressed.

"Then you have to hurry, even if you are in the same class, you are not the only one who can get close to the water and get the moon first."

The old coach who was over half a hundred years old could see through Ai Meng's mood at a glance, and happily reminded her, and then looked her up and down, and asked very suspiciously:

"But you're in one class...... What major are you in? ”

Although Coach Tang is a football coach, no matter what kind of sports the coach will not choose a thin girl like Ai Meng to be an athlete - not to mention a professional coach, even if it is an ordinary person, as long as you see her hands, feet and skin color, as well as the big glasses on the bridge of her nose, you can deduce that this girl must almost never participate in sports.

"We are Chinese language and literature majors...... Yes! ”

As soon as Ai Meng said the major where he and Chu Fang were, he immediately remembered that the captain who recruited a new one at the door had told them that it was best not to say that he was not a physical education student before the test was over.

But what she had already said couldn't be taken back, so she could only quickly plead with this "cute" old man who should be the coach of the team:

"Yes, I'm sorry, but Chu Fang is really powerful! Please let him join your team! ”

"Huh...... Whether he can participate or not depends mainly on the test results, and if he really has that ability, even if I ask me to come and beg you to join the school team, it will be no problem.

You don't have to worry about majors, and non-sports majors don't mean that you are not allowed to join the school team, the key is to rely on your feet to speak. ”

The old coach comforted Ai Meng kindly, but his attitude was very clear, and he would never recruit Chu Fang casually just because Ai Meng said two good words.

Although football is the same as politics, even if he has experienced "anti-corruption and anti-gang", those who should be greedy are still greedy, and those who should be unspoken rules are still unspoken rules, but they are just a little more restrained, but this thin old man who looks like an old farmer has always had his own persistence, otherwise he would not choose to nest in the normal university and take college students to play football.

"In an official competition now, the average running distance of the players is about 10,000 meters, depending on your boyfriend's body, it should be no problem to run 14,000 or 5, and I have to consider him more at this point."

Seeing that Ai Meng, who was even weaker than ordinary girls, was really worried about Chu Fang, this very principled old coach couldn't help but give her a little wind in advance.

But he didn't violate his own principles in doing so, Chu Fang's physique did make a professional like him shine, such a player, even if his skills were a little worse, could become a sapper-type player like Gattuso, using his tireless running to build an unbreakable barrier in front of the defender.

And more importantly, if you have technical talent or degree talent, you may have a very good sense of the ball or a very fast degree, but it is absolutely impossible to have a player with unlimited natural endurance, and part of the endurance is innate, but it must also go through a long period of hard training to be opened, so players with good endurance must be very hardworking, and they are more popular with coaches than those who only rely on talent and are not very willing to work hard.

"Xiaoding, your feet should be as big as his, change your shoes for him."

After Chu Fang ran over the finish line sweating profusely, the old coach glanced at the stopwatch, nodded with satisfaction, and ordered the baboon-faced player in charge of pinching the watch to give Chu Fang his sneakers.

Although his tone was very gentle, because his prestige in the team was very high, the baboon-faced player who had expressed a little dissatisfaction with Chu Fang just now had to sit on the ground sullenly and take off his shoes at this time, seeing that Ai Meng was very relieved, and his good impression of this "cute" old man was even worse.

But to put it bluntly, not only is the baboon-faced player unwilling to take off his shoes to Chu Fang, in fact, Chu Fang is not willing to borrow other people's shoes to wear, let alone others to wear his own shoes, which can be regarded as a kind of cleanliness cultivated by Ning Ning.

However, since the coach of the team had already spoken, he was embarrassed to refuse the other party's kindness, so he had to pinch his nose in his heart and thank the baboon-faced senior.

"Chu, Chu Fang, wipe your sweat with a tissue."

When Chu Fang was sitting on the ground and putting on his shoes, Ai Meng rubbed to his side with some embarrassment, and handed out a tissue with a red face under the gaze of the old coach and the baboon-faced player.

Although the tissue was not unfolded, it was still a thick small square, but it still shook very obviously, just like Ai Meng's heartstrings at the moment, making this very introverted and shy girl afraid that a certain feeling that she had been carefully hiding would be detected by Chu Fang because of this tissue, but paradoxically, she seemed to have a little hope in her heart that Chu Fang could perceive the kind of feelings that she had never had the courage to say because of this.

It's a pity that Chu Fang doesn't have such a keen insight, or he just wants to be friends with this very destined classmate now, and he doesn't plan to develop a further relationship, so he doesn't think about it at all.

"Thank you."

Chu Fang took the tissue with a smile, and thanked Ai Meng quite naturally, then lowered his head, fully unfolded the tissue, folded it into a quarter size, wiped the sweat along the lines of the forehead, nose, cheeks and neck, folded out the inside of the tissue, and gently wiped the forehead and nose again with the side that was not wet.

"Just give, give it to me, and I'll throw it in the trash later."

When Chu Fang was about to put the soaked tissue into his pocket, Ai Meng suddenly asked for the tissue back, and then Chu Fang, who had changed his shoes, carried out the ball test under the personal leadership of the old coach.

"Your technical movements are very standardized, where did you train?"

"When I was in elementary school, I practiced for a few years in the fourth team of the Coastal Team, but I stopped practicing after I was in junior high school."

Under the praise of the old coach, Chu Fang was happy but also felt a little embarrassed, and when he heard that he had actually trained in the echelon of the famous Chinese powerhouse Binhai team, the old coach first showed a suddenly realized expression, and then asked suspiciously:

"Why don't you keep practicing? You have to keep practicing and be a role player in the pros even if it's just your body. ”

"Hmm...... Because I had to concentrate on studying, my family sent me to practice just to exercise. ”

Chu Fang replied very modestly, this very real answer made the old coach sigh, and what Chu Fang didn't say was that even if he continued to play, he could be "promising", but this point of interest was not considered at all for the wealthy Ning family, unless he could grow into a world-class star.

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