champion my dream

Chapter 7
In the evening, the children played football freely on the brightly lit field.

The eight mischievous bugs spontaneously divided into two groups. If you look carefully, they are not playing football, but using football as volleyball to play very vigorously.

With these eight troublemakers, the campus has also broken the tranquility of the summer vacation, and there is a little atmosphere of the campus again.

"Mr. Kong, what do you think of these children?" The principal and Kong Wei sat on the stone bench by the court, enjoying the kiss of the breeze, looking at the children having fun on the court, and asked thoughtfully .

"Actually, when we were young, we were never the same. Going up the mountain to dig bird's nests, poke beehives, beat snakes, and catch frogs were all childhood fun. It's not like the children in the city are spoiled and spoiled, and they are afraid of even seeing cockroaches." Kong Wei Looking at the naughty children seemed to remind me of my childhood in the countryside.

"Perhaps the village chief is right. Although they are very mischievous, they are courageous and dare to do something. As long as we cultivate them well, they may really become talents."

"In terms of courage and resistance, they are completely superior to the children in the city, but without the discipline of their parents, they will have a lot of crooked ideas. We should give them correct guidance."

"They are all twelve or thirteen-year-old children, and they have begun to enter the rebellious period. At this time, we should give them the correct education." The two of them began to care about the children with each other.

"oops……"

With a sound of "Boom...", the headmaster was hit by the football, and his reading glasses fell to the ground and broke.It turned out that the children were playing and throwing the football at the principal.

What's even worse is that the children have no subconscious mind to admit their mistakes, and they are still laughing.Who knows if this is intentional or unintentional?

Seeing the children laughing so innocently, the principal couldn't help but laugh.I was still concerned about them just now, but I didn't expect the children to get into trouble again.

Kong Wei hurriedly helped the principal pick up the presbyopic glasses, but the lenses were shattered beyond recognition. They looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and burst out laughing silently.

In the middle of the night, the campus returned to tranquility.Only Kong Wei's room was brightly lit, unwilling to be silent.Since he came to the campus, he has not been idle for the past two days. He needs to learn some football rules and basic training rules.He also wanted to create a unique set of basic skills training rules.

The headmaster didn't know when he quietly stood at Kong Wei's door, holding a few football textbooks in his hands. Due to the hot weather, Kong Wei didn't close the door.

The headmaster hesitated for a moment, nodded, and left quietly.Because Kong Wei was too focused, he didn't notice the principal's arrival.

The principal came to student dormitory No. 302 again. He wanted to see how the children were sleeping.When I came to their dormitory door and looked in through the half-covered door, I saw a mess inside, and the children were sleeping soundly in various ways.I saw that Liu Dongxiao, who was sleeping on the bed, had half of his body vacated, and if he accidentally turned over, he would fall off.

The headmaster gently pushed the door open, "Oh...it's not good." The headmaster was soaked from head to toe by a basin of water placed on the door, and a gust of evening wind blew in. Can't help but shudder.

"Hey!..." Looking at the sleeping troublemakers, the headmaster sighed, what can he do with them?I can only gently wipe away the water splash in the corner of my eyes.

The principal helped the children into their sleeping positions, and gently cleaned up the messy things on the ground.

The children were sleeping soundly, otherwise it would be strange if they saw the headmaster like this and laughed out loud.

The headmaster helped them close the door, walked quietly in the corridor, and even sneezed a few times before walking far...

When I returned to the bedroom, I felt cold all over, so I immediately changed into pajamas and felt much warmer.

Looking at the books on the table that were soaked in his arms just now, he originally planned to give these football textbooks to Coach Kong Wei. When he stood at the door of Kong Wei and saw how focused he was, he hesitated again.I thought that the coaches hired with high salaries in the past failed to teach a strong team with these traditional textbooks.Since he can create a collection of football skills and tactics, why not let him create another set of football teaching materials of his own?Only by believing in genius can we change the future.

The principal threw the wet book into the trash can without thinking.

(End of this chapter)