my football i call the shots

"Okay, I'm done playing, you two, come over and have a look."

Cao Chen played this fun challenge for nearly 10 minutes before it ended, while Gao Yi and Zhang Ziyang also played for the same amount of time.

After being summoned by Cao Chen, the two young men happily gathered at Cao Chen's desk, waiting for Cao Chen to open the webpage.

"It's not good for the competition committee. The city-level competition schedule is basically not disclosed to the public. We, the coaches, have to log in to watch it and list it for you."

While clicking on the webpage, Cao Chen didn't forget to complain about the high school football league committee.

"Here, the matches of the eight games of the top sixteen were just announced at 5 pm. The match is scheduled for... October 10th? That is Wednesday, and our opponent is... Xinghu Middle School!"

"Xinghu Middle School!!!"

Zhang Ziyang and Gao Yi looked at each other in blank dismay, because after discussing the two teams just now, they felt that a team like Beiyang Middle School, which relies on defensive counterattacks to win the world, is more suitable for this round of elimination system.

Unexpectedly, Xinghu Middle School actually penetrated Beiyang Middle School's defense.

However, in the eyes of Zhang Ziyang and Gao Yi, there is basically no difference between kicking Xinghu Middle School and kicking Beiyang Middle School.

"By the way, Coach Cao, look at the score of the match between Xinghu Middle School and Beiyang Middle School yesterday."

"Well, let me see."

Seeing that Gao Yi was curious about the score, Cao Chen simply returned to the score page.

Since the scores of the 16 games were crowded together, Gao Yi and Zhang Ziyang could only patiently pick and choose one by one.

"Nanhu No. 5 Middle School, 0 to [-], tsk tsk, Lin Yaocong scored four by himself!!!"

Zhang Ziyang was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. He knew that Lin Yaocong was strong, but he didn't expect Lin Yaocong to be so strong.

When Gao Yi next to him heard Lin Yaocong's name, he also immediately became quiet.

"Black Bear Cheetah" had agreed to sweep the entire Nanhu Division together in Nanhu No. [-] Middle School, but now, only "Black Bear" Lin Yaocong was left working hard in No. [-] Middle School, while Gao Yi had already arrived at No. [-] Middle School.

We agreed to win the championship together.

After agreeing to hold the cup, you will be on the left and I will be on the right.

Now it's just empty talk.

After Gao Yi left No. [-] Middle School, Lin Yaocong never contacted Gao Yi again, not even a simple greeting.

The "Black Bear and Cheetah" combination that once swept the Nanhu City field field has existed in name only.

Gao Yi suddenly became quiet, and Zhang Ziyang also realized that something was wrong. Seeing his partner's sad expression, he patted Gao Yi's shoulder, signaling him not to think too much.

"I am fine."

Facing Zhang Ziyang's comfort, Gao Yi responded with a smile, then returned to normal and continued to read.

Zhang Ziyang also continued to talk according to the battle report displayed on the website.

"Nanhu No. 3 Middle School 1-[-] Nanhu Affiliated High School of South Academy of Sciences, tsk tsk, striker Gao Yi scored twice, helping Nanhu No. [-] Middle School enter the second round of the high school football league in history..."

"Nanyu Middle School 2-0 Fushan Middle School, midfielder Liu Changqing made two direct free kicks to help the team break the deadlock and secure the victory..."

"..."

"Xinghu Middle School 7 to 0 Beiyang Middle School... what!!! 7 to 0!!!"

"7 to 0???"

"impossible???"

Cao Chen and Gao Yi were so surprised that they couldn't believe it at the same time, because the score was too exaggerated, and they would rather believe that Zhang Ziyang read it wrong or they heard it wrong.

"Uh, I'll take another look."

Zhang Ziyang rubbed his eyes, and continued to watch Xinghu Middle School's battle report against Beiyang Middle School.

"That's right! It's really 7 to 0!!!"

Now, it was Gao Yi and Cao Chen's turn to look at each other.

In the past, Xinghu Middle School, which hadn't played well in the high school football league, actually defeated a team that was good at defensive counterattacks 7-0!

With such a score, even if Nanhu No. 7 Middle School in its heyday was allowed to play, it might not be able to break through Beiyang Middle School's goal [-] times.

This score is really terrible.

Gao Yi doubted in astonishment: "Could it be that the editor of the official website of the competition made a typo?"

After reading the detailed battle report, Cao Chen shook his head: "The score can't be wrong. The following specific text battle report shows that Xinghu Middle School did indeed score 7 goals in the game. It was already leading 5-0 in the first half. Two more cities, so the score will not be wrong."

"But... how is this score possible?"

Although it was confirmed that the score was correct, Cao Chen did not think that Xinghu High School's strength could achieve such a terrifying attack.

As a well-known aristocratic school in Nanhu City, the best record of Xinghu Middle School was to reach the top eight of the league three years ago. Other than that, it was basically a first-round tour or a second-round tour, and there was no other better record at all. Pass.

Suddenly, an ordinary team scored such an explosive score, which really surprised the three present.

At this time, Cao Chen noticed something special.

"Huh? Why is the entry list of Xinghu Middle School this year so different from the previous one?"

Maybe because he felt something was wrong, Cao Chen deliberately dug out last year's order book and found the registration form of Xinghu Middle School for the last high school football league.

From this comparison, Cao Chen discovered that Xinghu Middle School's 23-man roster this year compared with last year's, has changed 15 newcomers!
Cao Chen sighed, "Are they crazy? There are so many newcomers!"

"What?" Gao Yi couldn't understand.

"Just now I did a comparison and found that Xinghu Middle School's roster of 23 people this year has changed 15 newcomers compared to last year's."

"15???"

Hearing this number, Gao Yi was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe that Xinghu Middle School dared to change it so completely.

However, Zhang Ziyang looked serious after careful consideration: "Improbable? Even if it is a reconstruction, the proportion of newcomers is unlikely to exceed half, but they have recruited 15 newcomers, which is more than two-thirds." !Perhaps, there is a problem inside!"

Gao Yi asked puzzledly, "Huh? What's the problem?"

"I don't know...but there must be something tricky!!!" Zhang Ziyang thought for a while, and only gave this answer.

"..."

Gao Yi gave Zhang Ziyang a blank look: "Zhang Ziyang, it's the same as if you didn't say that!"

On the contrary, Cao Chen's face sank after hearing Zhang Ziyang's words, and he looked at Zhang Ziyang seriously: "Ziyang, you mean, 'kick the little with the big'?"

"That's right! The situation of large-scale replacement of players has also appeared in other competition areas before, and the result is basically the same situation!"

Zhang Ziyang is outspoken, although he also knows that it is wrong to say so without evidence.

"Then this matter is a bit tricky. We have this kind of guess, but we can't report it to the competition committee..."

"Ah???" Gao Yi interrupted Cao Chen: "Why can't it be reported to the competition committee? Let the competition committee investigate, won't the truth be revealed?"

"No..." Cao Chen's voice was very low: "After all, we are the opponents of Xinghu Middle School in the next round. It's okay to find out if there is such a thing. If there is no such thing, then we will be jealous and play tricks on our backs." , Recruiting these names outside the market, if they are fired by someone with a heart, maybe our No. [-] High School will be fined by the competition committee... In the end, we still have to have evidence! There is no evidence, we just rely on speculation like this There is no point in reporting."

"What should I do?"

Gao Yi frowned: "Is it just waiting to be 'beat the big' by them?"

"Hey... let me think of a way!"

"Wait, Coach Cao, don't worry." It was Zhang Ziyang who spoke, and his expression was equally serious: "Let's ask what's going on at Beiyang Middle School first? We were abused 7-0 by our opponent, what should we say?" Well, if the coaches of Beiyang Middle School are not fools, they will definitely apply to the competition committee for investigation."

"It makes sense, okay, I'll call now and ask how the situation is at Beiyang Middle School."

After finishing speaking, Cao Chen picked up the public phone on the table and called the head coach of the Beiyang Middle School team.

"Hey!!!"

The other end of the phone was furious. One could imagine how much the 0-7 defeat yesterday had hurt the coaching staff of Beiyang Middle School.

"Coach Xu? Hello, I'm Cao Chen from Nanhu No. [-] Middle School."

"Oh, Director Cao, hello, hello."

Hearing Cao Chen's name on the other end of the phone, the angry tone quickly relaxed. After all, they are all grassroots coaches assigned by the General Administration of Sports. Cao Chen's real identity cannot be covered, and he is still in the same group The word spread secretly among grassroots coaches.

With the title of "Kyoto prodigal son morning", no matter how angry he is at this moment, an unknown grassroots coach, he still has to be given a little face.

"Coach Xu, that's it. I want to ask about the match between you and Xinghu Middle School yesterday..."

"Xinghu Middle School is very strong, we are convinced."

"Don't you think such a score, um... is a bit weird? After all, if something goes wrong, it must be a monster!"

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then said: "Director Cao, it seems that you have also noticed something is wrong."

Seeing that the other end of the phone let go, Cao Chen breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, compared with the entry list in last year's order book, they have changed 15 newcomers this year. This number is too exaggerated."

"Heh..." Coach Xu on the phone smiled strangely: "Not only that, the first 11 players are all selected from the 15 newly registered players, and all of them have beards longer than mine, hehehe."

Since Cao Chen's phone was amplified, Zhang Ziyang and Gao Yi could hear it clearly.

Zhang Ziyang and Gao Yi looked at each other after hearing "Every beard is longer than mine". It seems that the situation is basically the same as what Zhang Ziyang guessed.

"Ahem, I don't know, has your school reported this situation to the competition committee?"

"Report it? I want to report it too. This matter was suppressed by our school leaders!"

"what happened???"

Hearing what Coach Xu said on the other end of the phone, Cao Chen found it a little inconceivable that the school leaders actually suppressed this matter after being "beat the small with the big".

"How do I know? Leaders have the idea of ​​leadership, how can grassroots people like us understand?"

"Huh, Coach Xu, are you willing to endure it?"

The other end of the phone was silent again.

"Director Cao..." When Coach Xu spoke again, his voice was very bitter, which came from the bitterness of life, helpless: "I think, I can't help you, alas."

Cao Chen also understood this sentence.

No one is willing to use their jobs to help others seek justice, and it is a so-called "fairness" that even their own superiors turn a blind eye to.

"It's okay, it's okay, thank you for telling me about the situation, we can figure out the rest by ourselves."

Cao Chen didn't blame Coach Xu, after all, everyone has his own thoughts, and everyone has his own life.

Morality can only be used to be strict with self-discipline, not to restrain others, otherwise it is being kidnapped by morality!
"Hmm... Congratulations to your No. [-] middle school for reaching the second round. You two strikers are really good. Maybe you can go further next year."

Hearing this, Gao Yi almost cursed. If Zhang Ziyang hadn't quickly covered Gao Yi's mouth, then Gao Yi would have made Cao Chen rude.

Seeing that his disciples were so excited, Cao Chen didn't dare to chat with Coach Xu for too long. After a few polite words, Cao Chen quickly hung up the phone.

Seeing that Cao Chen hung up the phone, Zhang Ziyang let go of his right hand covering Gao Yi's mouth.

"Hoohoo... Zhang Ziyang, are you trying to suffocate me???"

"Gao Yi, don't be impulsive, don't let Coach Cao be rude in front of others!"

"Uh……"

After being told by Zhang Ziyang, Gao Yi realized that if he had scolded him on the phone just now, what would Coach Xu from Beiyang Middle School think of Cao Chen?
But what Coach Xu said just now still made Gao Yi angry, and the depressed Gao Yi muttered: "But he can't talk like that! Doesn't this mean that we will definitely lose to Xinghu Middle School in the next game!"

"If Xinghu Middle School is really 'fighting the small with the big', we will definitely lose."

Gao Yi looked at Cao Chen's serious expression, and he sighed helplessly.

Indeed, if a group of 67-year-old lads were allowed to play against a group of professional players in their early twenties, it would be no wonder they wouldn't be tortured to death.

In terms of body alone, the boys from Nanhu No. [-] Middle School are no longer comparable.

"Hey!!! Are we going to sit and wait for death?"

Seeing Gao Yi's disappointed expression, Cao Chen could only comfort him: "You two go home and rest early, I will think of a way to do this."

"Coach Cao, wait for your arrangement."

Cao Chen nodded with a serious face, which can be considered as a big stone in the hearts of the two children.

"Go, if there is any news, I will notify you in advance."

"Goodbye, Coach Cao."

"Coach Cao, let's go first."

"Go, bye."

……

After seeing off Zhang Ziyang and Gao Yi, Cao Chen sat on the sofa distressedly. He had a very, very headache right now.

I thought that after crossing the hurdle of Nanhu Affiliated High School of the Southern Academy of Sciences, it would be bright to meet the team, but no matter how hard Cao Chen guessed, he would never have guessed that after Nanhu No. This kind of thing will be spread out.

At this time, Cao Chen was very confused.

Although he has seen many similar things in professional football for so many years, but suddenly, this kind of thing was encountered by his team, he still had a feeling of being caught off guard.

Cao Chen's mind was in a mess at this time, and he couldn't make up his mind. Could it be that he just sat and watched Nanhu No. [-] Middle School being defeated by a team with big players and small players, and just watched the efforts of the boys go to waste?

If you report it, it is one thing to have no evidence at hand. The attitude of the competition committee and other dark things are unknown. If you take this risk and apply for an investigation, will there really be any results?
"Now, what should I do???"