Within a week, the arc wrapping basically maintained an intermittent horse step exercise every day, as soon as the calf regained strength, it was carried out immediately. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And this week, his spiritual root has also grown to one and a half centimeters, and every time he sees this substantial progress, Bao Arc's heart is full of expectations for the future.

His strength is more powerful than it was a week ago, especially in the next handiwork, and there is a potential explosion in the steady. It's just that he doesn't know how much power he can do with a kick, and he hasn't practiced it.

At the end of class in the morning, all the students who were still sitting in the class were basically academic tyrants, and everyone else went out for a stroll, and Wang Xuan was no exception.

Bao Arc was squatting and looking at the math problems, devoting himself to these two things, and everything in the outside world was far away from his senses. This dual-minded way of doing things was something he had learned two days ago.

Just as Bao Arc was struggling because of a math problem, suddenly Wang Xuan ran over with a white face, panting and lying on his desk, his huge body undulating with his breathing, making the entire desk shake with it. He was wearing a white jersey, sweat was already soaking his back, and a strong smell of sweat hit his face, making Bao Arc frown.

He swallowed his saliva and said, "Come down with me, those guys from the second middle school are here to find fault!"

"Second middle school, you mean the Zebras? They haven't come to find fault once or twice! You haven't seen it, so you need to be so eager?" Bao Arc puzzled.

Wang Xuan calmed down slightly, and hated the taste of iron not being steel, "Hey! Don't mention it! It's not that Yue Buqun's bastard, didn't he pretend to be injured last week, and we only won by taking a penalty? Now that people know, this is not to find a field... This time is different from the past, it is an official league of two schools, and there are rewards! The physical education teacher of No. 2 Middle School led the team, and it seems to be serious!"

In the past, when the two teams played football, it was a connection between the students, but this time it actually alarmed the teacher! It seems that this time the game is going to be real.

"What's the matter with me? I'm still a spectator when I go, it's the same whether I go or not, just don't go!" Bao Arc said indifferently.

Wang Xuanyi laughed twice, "Hehe... To tell you the truth, our team's big forward is on leave, and he is not there! No, there is one less person in the team, and the physical education teacher asked me to call you!"

"Who?"

"It's Ma Tao!"

"But I don't have a jersey with me!

"Oh yes, let's go! It's still not a man!"

Wang Xuan grabbed Bao Arc's hand and ran out, how could he pull Bao Arc with Wang Xuan's strength, a stable stranger? It's just that he didn't want to behave differently, so he could only let the other party pull him to the playground.

From a distance, I saw that many students had gathered in the playground, including those from all three grades, and many students had already sat down on the stairs at the edge of the playground, as if they were ready to watch the next battle between the two schools.

"Wang Xuan! Wang Xuan!" a rough voice came. He is the only physical education teacher in No. 1 Middle School, named Tan Zhongguo, who is vulgar, but has an excellent heart, and belongs to the category of people with knife mouths and tofu hearts.

"Ahh

Tan Zhongguo grabbed the football with one hand, looked the arc up and down, and asked, "You are the arc?"

"Yes, Teacher Tan is good!"

"I heard that your striker is playing well, Wang Xuan highly recommends you, and you will perform well later"

Bao Arc prevaricated, "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm not wearing a jersey, and my stomach is a little uncomfortable, or you should find someone else!"

"No, no, no! Just you! Have fun! After a while, you try to cooperate with Yue Buxun, and pass the ball to him whenever you have the opportunity, he is your main force! As for the class, I will call your homeroom teacher and say," Tan Zhongguo waved his hand impatiently. Originally, he was chosen by others, but Wang Xuan strongly recommended it, so he was embarrassed to refuse, after all, he also took a lot of Wang Xuan's benefits.

Seeing Wang Xuan smiling treacherously on the side, Bao Arc could only reluctantly agree.

The other Tigers players saw a student in jeans and a jacket come to the players' lounge with them, all with disdainful expressions on their faces, because although Bao Arc is a player of this team, he has basically not participated in a football game, and although he knows other players, it is nothing more.

"Come on, everyone, put your hands out," Tan Zhongguo stretched out his hand to call out to the Tigers players, ready to make a pre-match cheering speech. Seeing that everyone put a hand on it, Tan Zhongguo shouted, "We are..."

All the members of the "Tigers" roared in unison. Although Bao Arc does not participate in many ball games, the slogan of the Tigers is still known.

"We're going to..."

"Tear everything apart"

"We will..."

"Rush to the enemy's goal"

"Never..."

"Retreat"

"Never..."

"Weakness"

"Just for..."

"Goals, goals, goals"

After everyone's impassioned shouts, the hands held high, and then pressed down and dispersed, and everyone also ran to the playground and stood where they should stand.

On the way, Wang Xuan dragged his fat body to catch up with Bao Arc and secretly pointed to the staircase on the side of the playground. Si Yamei, who sat on the top with a long white down jacket, and Si Yanmei, who was also dressed in a black suit, sat next to her, and these two flowers attracted countless male classmates.

At this time, Bao Arc suddenly saw Si Yamei raise her hand and beckoned to him, with a cheering smile on her face. At that moment, he was about to respond, but the king turned and held himself down, and said hurriedly, "Don't move!

Bao Arc looked along Wang Xuan's chin to the other side behind him, and saw the tall, handsome, and sunny Yue Buxun not far from his left, raising his hand to respond to Si Yamei.

Bao Arc only felt that he was fortunate not to raise his hand, otherwise he would be embarrassed and embarrassed!

Because of the presence of Si Yamei and the two sisters, no one first noticed that Bao Arc, a player who had spent the winter, was also on the playground. Most of the people who can watch the ball game here are sophomores and juniors in high school, who either skip class or are in physical education class.

However, the opposing zebra team saw that there was such an alternative as Bao Arc, and they all showed puzzled expressions.

As a big forward, Bao Arc naturally stood at the front of the team, standing side by side with Yue Buxun.

"Wrap the arc, right! Later, you just need to get the ball and pass it to me, don't rush up alone, you're not the protagonist, I... Yes!" Yue Buxun smiled and said softly.

"Oh?!why?" said Bao Arc in surprise.

"Because... You're just a substitute, and you have to be a substitute, and you're lucky to be able to play!"

"Oh!" Bao Arc replied softly.

Yue Buxun didn't understand what the meaning of this "oh" was! Was it a compromise, or did it just mean that he heard it? But then he looked at Bao Arc's poor and sour appearance, so he didn't take him to heart, and he didn't dare to be disobedient.

"I'll go! Where did this dirt bun come from, dare to play the game without a uniform!"

"Yes, let's go down!"

"Go down, Tubaozi!"

"Go down, ... buns"

I don't know who shouted this kind of thing from the audience seat on the edge of the playground, and suddenly everyone found out about Bao Arc, an alternative player, and coaxed Bao Arc to go down.

At this time, Bao Arc's figure also entered the eyes of Si Yamei and the others.

"Ah Mao, isn't he the boy in your class who helps you clean up?

Si Yamei didn't answer, but asked, "Why can't he be on the top of it?" Cousin! You have to be self-righteous again! Grandpa doesn't often teach us that we can't judge people by their appearance, and we can't underestimate anyone, especially young people! Maybe in many years, people will appear in front of you in another capacity!"

Si Yanmei showed a strange look, looked Si Yamei up and down, until Si Yamei was covered in hair, and then said, "I just said a word, but you said so much at length, and said that you don't like him?"

"Oh, cousin!you're here again!" Si Yamei was a little angry again, and said, "If you say that again, I'll leave first, anyway, I don't like these football or other sports games!"

"Okay, good! Don't talk about it, don't talk about it! But it looks like he's not going to be welcomed!"

In the middle of the stepped seat to the left of the Arc of Wrapping, there is a casually dressed student with a camera in his hand, aiming at the Arc.

"Eh, what are you doing? What's so good about this low-end ball game?" asked a girl with a ponytail with fries and fries.

The boy continued to hold the camera and said, "This kind of ball game is really nothing to look at, but that person is the highlight, wearing jeans, a jacket, and sneakers that are so cheap that I don't know what brand of sneakers dare to play, and when I hear the contempt of so many people around me, my face does not change my face and my heart beats, and there are not many people." If this video is recorded, I will post it directly on Weibo, and it is estimated that there will be a lot of clicks!"

"I've read too many novels by this person! There must be a lower limit for pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and such a funny episode is too embarrassing for us to be in the first middle school! Don't mention that when you release it, you can't afford to lose people!" the girl scoffed.

The boy just smiled and didn't speak.