my football i call the shots

The road from Nanhu No. 15 Middle School to Nanyu Middle School is very short. Even if you take a slow walk, it will take less than [-] minutes. Of course... this must be based on the premise of not getting lost.

But fortunately, I have already lost my way once, and Bai Xiaoxi is confident that this time the situation like last time will not happen again.

Although she deliberately slowed down her pace and felt the comfort of bathing in the sun, she still took less than 20 minutes for the journey.

It was only a little over 4:40 when Bai Xiaoxi stepped into the gate of Nanyu Middle School.

But it's only 20 minutes before the start of the game, a class of 45 minutes, Bai Xiaoxi who hates reading can get through it, let alone wait for a football game for 20 minutes - especially, there is Gao Yi in this game figure.

Familiar with the car, Bai Xiaoxi walked from the gate of Nanyu Middle School to the football field. This time, unlike last time, she only had a few seats to choose from.

After all, it was a neutral game, and the students who came to watch the game were mainly students from Nanhu No. [-] Middle School and Nanhu Affiliated High School of the Southern Academy of Sciences, plus a few students from Nanyu Middle School. After all, Nanyu Middle School also had a game today, and their fan groups were basically all I rushed to another school to watch the game.

Perhaps there is still some time before the game starts, so at this time, the stadium of Nan Yu Middle School is only [-]% to [-]% full, and there are a lot of empty seats for Bai Xiaoxi to choose.

That being the case, Bai Xiaoxi was not hypocritical, she directly chose a position with a better perspective and relatively less eye-catching position, because she didn't want Gao Yi to find out that she was invited to watch the game.

After sitting down, Bai Xiaoxi looked for Gao Yi among the warming-up crowd on the court.

However, this is not a difficult task. As long as you find Zhang Ziyang's tall body on the court, Gao Yi will be by his side in all likelihood.

Sure enough, after Bai Xiaoxi found Zhang Ziyang's figure in the crowd, he immediately found that sunny smiling face within a radius of less than five meters from Zhang Ziyang.

With such an iconic smirk in the second grade, who else could it be except Gao Yi? ? ?

At this time, Gao Yi was jumping and jumping excitedly on the turf of the Nanyu Middle School stadium. The reason was simple: Gao Yi liked the feeling of playing on the natural turf too much.

As a famous "wild ball king" on the field, Gao Yi can only regain the feeling of "cheetah" on this kind of natural turf-on artificial turf, which is more expensive, Gao Yi always feels that it seems What is missing?
Perhaps, the green and intuitive sense of artificial turf lacks the springiness of natural turf, and lacks the vitality and freshness.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

While warming up happily on the natural turf of Nanyu Middle School, Gao Yi suddenly heard Zhang Ziyang not far away making a "signal" to himself with a mysterious expression on his face.

"what happened?"

Gao Yi didn't dare to be negligent, so he hurriedly walked towards Zhang Ziyang with three steps and two steps.

"Gao Yi, you see that direction..."

After saying this, Zhang Ziyang lowered his head and shifted his gaze to the index finger of his right hand. Gao Yi, who was confused, also followed Zhang Ziyang's line of sight, and then followed Zhang Ziyang's index finger.

"See, the one who is warming up with short-distance sprints is Feng Xizhi."

"Oh???"

Gao Yi also felt very curious, what is so special about this organizational midfielder who Zhang Ziyang praised as having [-]% to [-]% of Mo Xingjie's strength?

Judging from the frequency of Feng Xizhi's steps, he is not a player who is good at speed, and according to his body outline, his body is about 175 centimeters, with a body of fairly strong muscles, this is also not the kind of "mid-level player". Field Muscle Machine" feature.

If Zhang Ziyang hadn't told Gao Yi that the man was Feng Xizhi, then Gao Yi might have directly included him in the ranks of wide players.

Such a player who does not seem to be very good innate conditions has aroused Gao Yi's inexplicable interest, because what the mature and experienced Zhang Ziyang said is definitely not empty words.

Since Zhang Ziyang guessed that this organization-type midfielder named Feng Xizhi has about [-] to [-]% of the strength of "Moerlo" Mo Xingjie, then Feng Xizhi's ability can only be higher than this guessed value, and it is absolutely impossible to be lower than this number .

"Zhang Ziyang, what's so special about this guy called 'Feng Xizhi'? Why do you judge that he has [-] to [-]% of Xingjie's?"

Zhang Ziyang said "here", touched his chin with his left hand, and his face was in a state of memory.

"I was in the professional team back then. He and Senior Changqing were the main midfielder of that age group. I watched relatively few games in that age group. After all, whenever there is a game, it will be played by several age groups at the same time... Oh yes!"

Zhang Ziyang seemed to have thought of something, his handsome face that was wrinkled in thought just now stretched out, and the left hand that was holding his chin was also put down at the same time, and only one index finger was left shaking .

"I remember when I was in the professional team, Senior Changqing said something to me!"

"Huh? What?"

Gao Yi's eyes also brightened, and he habitually complained in his heart: Zhang Ziyang is like a PHS, and every opponent's core player is so familiar with him.

"'Feng Xizhi is like Shunsuke Nakamura of our professional team, never follow his eyes.'"

"Shunsuke Nakamura... eyes..."

After listening to Zhang Ziyang's words, Gao Yi frowned and muttered these two key words.

Originally, Gao Yi thought what kind of information Zhang Ziyang would give him.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ziyang uttered such a vague sentence, which also made Gao Yi, who claimed to be "the smartest man in the Nanhu No. [-] High School Team", puzzled.

"Hey, Zhang Ziyang, what do you mean by that?"

Regarding Gao Yi's question, Zhang Ziyang shook his head helplessly: "I don't know, but the key words should be the two you just mentioned: Shunsuke Nakamura and eyes."

"Forget it, forget it, anyway, when you are defending, give him more physical pressure to resist, and don't let him turn around and pass the ball easily."

Hearing Gao Yi's words, Zhang Ziyang stared at him speechlessly: "Then why don't you retreat to the midfield to defend him?!"

"Because I'm handsome!!!"

After saying this, the "smartest man in the Nanhu No. [-] High School Team" pretended that nothing happened, and continued to return to his position to warm up just now, leaving Zhang Ziyang, who was choked speechless, to stay where he was.

Of course, the mutual complaints of the two ace shooters have become a daily routine for the Nanhu No. [-] Middle School team.

What I have to say is that the mentality of the players of Nanhu No. [-] Middle School today is a little bit better than when they first visited Nanyu Middle School.

After winning the third victory in the history of the school team in the "blessed land" of the Nanyu Middle School stadium, the mentality of the boys of the Nanhu No. [-] Middle School team is no longer the "big belly team" it used to be.

This can be seen from everyone's playing and playing like daily training and warming up before the big battle today.

On the contrary, the Nanhu Affiliated High School of the Southern Academy of Sciences, as the team with the higher hopes of winning among the two, they warmed up on this unfamiliar turf conscientiously and did not dare to neglect at all.

Perhaps, this is also an attitude of their team towards this game?
On one side is the morning light that is moving forward!
On one side is the sunset at dusk!
This kind of "battle" between the sudden rise of the army and the declining nobles really makes the audience and fans here look forward to it!

Now, the time has come to 4:50 p.m., and the grandstand of Nanyu Middle School Stadium, the east stand that can accommodate about 800 people, has been occupied by enthusiastic fans and there are only sporadic vacancies left.

Compared with the enthusiastic fans of Nanhu High School Attached to Southern Academy of Sciences, the supporters of Nanhu No. [-] Middle School seem to be weak.

You know, the fans from the Nanhu High School who came to Nanyu Middle School to watch the football brought various cheering tools - snare drums, megaphones, banners, school flags... They even organized a ten-member cheerleading team to cheer Help out.

Compared with the students of Nanhu No. 12 Middle School who came to cheer their team with "bare hands", the students of Nanhu Affiliated Middle School are called the real "Team No. [-]"!
With the help of the fan group, Nanhu No. [-] Middle School lost first.

Next!
I can't see how the boys of the Nanhu No. 10 Middle School team will find this "field" in the official game [-] minutes later!

Faced with the opponent's momentum of "beating gongs and drums", the sporadic "cheering groups" of the Nanhu No. [-] Middle School team in the stands also shouted their encouragement to their team!

"Come on, one middle school!!! One middle school will win!!!"