football light

"Hey, don't be embarrassed. As the saying goes, there is a ruler and an inch is short. It's not shameful to ask others for this kind of thing. Tell me Tang Song, who is the team leader of your class?"

Wang Dazhuang is not someone who gives up easily. Since he wants to help Tang and Song Dynasties, he must succeed in helping Tang and Song Dynasties.So he kept asking Tang Song along the way, and thought Tang Song was a little stingy.

I am not good at interpersonal communication, so what's the embarrassment in letting others do it for me?Why hide it?
It wasn't until the time they got off the bus that some students couldn't stand Wang Dazhuang's chatter, pointed to Tang Song and said to Wang Dazhuang, "He is the team leader of our class..."

"Hahaha, it turns out that the leader of your class is that person... that's fine, I'll get him right away... Uh, the leader of your class is actually Tang Song!"

Wang Dazhuang looked at Tang Song's back in disbelief, his face turned from white to red and then to purple, the change was extremely wonderful.

Then, a kind of incomparable reverence emanated from the bottom of his heart.What is a genius?Tang Song is a genius!Not only can he be the captain of the team on the court, but he can still be the leader in daily student activities!
Thinking of his contempt for Tang and Song and his confidence in himself just now, Wang Dazhuang felt ashamed, and really wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

Lin Yutong, who also came to watch the battle, came to gather, glanced at Wang Dazhuang who had a strange expression, and asked Tang Song, "What's wrong with this guy?"

"He... is worried about our school team."

Tang and Song tried their best to make Wang Dazhuang taller.When he was rejected by the school team at the beginning, Wang Dazhuang not only did not hold grudges, but also retaliated with virtue. What kind of great spirit is this?

At least it was better than telling Lin Yutong that Wang Dazhuang swung his arm and slapped himself just now.

"Hey, I can't tell that Wang Dazhuang is still such a person!" Lin Yutong's eyes really showed admiration, and then her eyes dimmed, "Even Wang Dazhuang knows that the school team is difficult...Then their situation is really intolerable Optimistic..."

After all, he had been the agent of the school team for about a year, and Lin Yutong couldn't completely let go of his feelings for the No. [-] high school team.

Tang Song was a little embarrassed, taking care of Wang Dazhuang's face, but brought up Lin Yutong's sadness. This society is indeed full of traps.

"Ouch! Hurry up and go to the stage, roll call will be called later."

At this time, it was Wang Dazhuang who rescued the Tang and Song Dynasties.

After the three came to the stands, relying on the face of Tang Song and Lin Yutong, they arranged three classes including Wang Dazhuang's class to the front of the stands to express their support for the school team.

Not long after fans from both sides sat down in the stands, two teams in jerseys appeared on the court to warm up.

The meeting in the semi-finals last year was still fresh in the memory of the students of the two schools. Under the guidance of the activists present, the students of the No. [-] Middle School quickly let go of their personal emotions, and formed a group in the stands, booing frantically. A player from Yuanshi No. [-] Middle School.

The fans of Linyuan No. [-] Middle School were not idle either.Relying on their home court advantage, with three times the number of fans in the No. [-] Middle School, they booed even more wildly and hugely.

But the more this happened, the more the potential of the No. [-] middle school students was stimulated. They raised their voices again and again, and they managed to keep the tie in this booing contest!

Before the game started, the fans of both sides contributed such a wonderful performance. While the players of both sides felt the pressure, they also felt extremely gratified.

"Hehe, it seems that although we don't have many fans, we still have more fans than the Royal Machinery Factory. In the morning, Wang Dazhuang was taught a lesson by the sophomores, but in No. [-] Middle School, who wouldn't know us?"

Tian Quan looked at the fans stretching their necks to cheer for the team. Tang and Song were very conspicuous in the front row. However, Tian Quan no longer felt disgusted this time. Those are still too far away, the honor of the school team is the honor of the school, and it will make every student in the No. [-] Middle School feel the same!

This point, Tang and Song can never surpass him.No matter how many awards Tang and Song won in the future, it will be Tian Quan who will remain in the memory of No. [-] middle school students!
Jian Yifan ignored Tian Quan and took the initiative to discuss things with the coach.

Not long after Jian Yifan went to the sidelines, someone from Linyuan City No. [-] middle team came towards Tian Quan.

The man was tall and tall, and he was Cheng Yue, the central defender and captain of Linyuan No. [-] Middle School.He won the runner-up last year. It is said that some professional teams have noticed this player and want him to report to the youth team in advance.

However, Cheng Yue's goal was to be the champion of the high school league, at least the champion of Linyuan City, so he stayed in the school.

When they met last year, Tian Quan felt that Cheng Yue was supercilious, as if everyone was an ant on his feet.When they met again this year, the proud captain actually came over to say hello, which meant that even though he lost in the No. [-] match last year, Tian Quan still left a deep impression on him.

So he took the initiative to meet him, and was about to speak, but Cheng Yue took a step ahead.

"That... classmate, is Tang Song really a student of your school?" Cheng Yue had a stylized smile on his face.

"..."

Tian Quan, who was excited, fell into the ice cave in an instant. It turned out that Cheng Yue also came to inquire about Tang and Song Dynasties!In the group stage, this kind of thing happened almost every game. Tian Quan originally formed a set of skillful words: don't ask me, I don't know, who is that?But in front of Cheng Yue, this set of speech skills couldn't be used.

Because Cheng Yue was vague just now, he clearly didn't know his name!
Tian Quan valued Cheng Yue as an opponent so much, but was ruthlessly ignored by the opponent. It was as if a big hole had been opened in his heart, and it was too late to heal his wounds. How could he be in the mood to deny three times?
"Don't you know? It seems that you are a new player who joined the No. [-] Middle School this year. If you are an old player, it is absolutely impossible to turn a blind eye to this new star in the school....It doesn't matter, I will ask Jian Yifan later."

new player...

Ask Jian Yifan...

The wound in Tian Quan's heart is getting bigger and bigger.

Why do I know Jian Yifan but not him!Was his performance last year so unsightly!

Cheng Yue seemed to really not know Tian Quan. After shrugging his shoulders regretfully, he returned to his own formation.

Tian Quan clutched his chest in place, in the bleak cold wind, he looked like Xizi holding his heart and Daiyu burying flowers. It wasn't until there was a quarrel that Tian Quan came back to his senses.

Before the game started, Coach Cao of the No. [-] High School Team was on the sidelines supervising the players to warm up.At this time, he quarreled with Jian Yifan!

"What? Who is the coach of the team! Who is the most familiar with the team situation! Do I need to listen to an outsider's arrangement?"

Coach Cao waved his hands impatiently, as if he didn't want to say a word to Jian Yifan.

"But Mr. Cao, you didn't lead the school team last year. Among the school team, I am the one who is most familiar with Linyuan No. [-] Middle School. I think Mr. Wen is right. Cheng Yue is good at defending high-altitude balls. Let's pass from both wings. This tactic won't work. The only way is to shrink the lineup and launch a through pass from the middle, making Yue's shortcoming of turning slowly..."

"Hehe, the middle lane? To put it simply! The team that plays the middle lane needs good footwork. How many players in our school team can meet the requirements? Don't mention this matter again! When it comes to the game, pass me a good cross. Cheng Yue Fang is very good at high-altitude shots, so let's play low-altitude shots. And he put pressure on Cheng Yue throughout the game, I still don't believe that he can't be exhausted!"

With that said, Coach Cao had already stepped aside and started communicating with the referee.

"Coach Cao..."

Jian Yifan wanted to say something after chasing Coach Cao, but was stopped by an angry Tian Quan.

"Jian Yifan! Why do you still keep Wen Liangcheng's stuff! I already asked you to throw it away!"

"But, what's written on it is really important..."

"What's important?" Tian Quan's expression turned cold, "When did Wen Liangcheng join our team? And when is it now? What he wrote at that time is already outdated! I will listen to Coach Cao later, and our two wings Qi Fei will definitely let Cheng Yue care about one thing and lose another!"

Ignored by Cheng Yue just now, Tian Quan already had the idea of ​​not admitting defeat, and he couldn't wait to get revenge. How could he allow the team to change tactics suddenly?
"Hey."

Jian Yifan sighed, and looked back at Tang Song in the stands, with mixed emotions in his heart.

It is true that he who forced Wen Liangcheng away in response to Tian Quan made an unforgivable mistake because of his youth and recklessness.However, he felt that the punishment had been enough.

Self-blame, personal performance, team results...all of these things are becoming more and more difficult for him to bear.

Coach Cao is stubborn, and Jian Yifan can almost predict the team's ending.But when the end of the game happened, where was his end?

Very few players in the high school league get a chance at the pro teams, and after a few years, even the championship teams will have members scattered from all walks of life.But Jian Yifan still doesn't want to leave football, he still wants to continue playing.

However, which team will give him a chance, and which team is suitable for his growth?

"Why are you staring blankly! The game has started! Give me a good kick later! As long as no one loses the chain, this bag wins!"

Urged by Coach Cao's voice, Jian Yifan stepped onto the court and started the most important game in his life.Whatever the outcome, he's bound to change next year.

"Oops."

When the first whistle sounded, Wang Dazhuang was shocked.

"I feel that the school team is really a bit precarious. Just now Jian Yifan glanced at me, as if he was waiting for me to save the school team. Hey, what a pity... I don't want to turn back... I have a special status and I don't fit To compete at this level."

Seeing Wang Dazhuang so intoxicated, Lin Yutong rolled his eyes.This guy's narcissism is getting more and more boundless, and he really needs to find a chance to punish him.Look at Tang Song, Jian Yifan was clearly looking at him just now, is he proud?

"Have you seen the tallest player in No. [-] Middle School in Linyuan City?" Tang Song said suddenly, "He asked Tian Quan about me just now, so he must be my fan."

Tang and Song have had enough of Wang Dazhuang, so...

He wants to use this method to get the place back!As a team that has advanced to the FA Cup, it is impossible for them to have fans in the high schools and colleges of Linyuan City!That Cheng Yue must be his fan!

"I..." Lin Yutong almost fainted from anger.

Compared with his thick face, Wang Dazhuang is still not as good as Tang and Song...