The vest is still solid today

On the morning of November 38th, the semi-finals of the China Championships started simultaneously in the stadiums of No. 38 and No. [-] Middle Schools.The No. [-] Middle School is Huimin Middle School playing against an old strong team in South China, and more people are focusing on No. [-] No. [-] Middle School——

No.30 No. [-] Middle School of S City played against No. [-] Middle School of S City.

Last year, the No. 38 middle school was sent off because of the main force, and finally had no choice but to abstain; The impression of the "down and down giants" is so deep that this year the two schools rushed to catch up, not only occupying the top spot in the group stage, but even reaching the semi-finals of the knockout round, which made people ignore the same excellent performance of Huimin Middle School for a while.

The two schools, which are at the forefront of the provincial key rankings and group stage points, are finally going to compete thoroughly.

Fifteen minutes before the start of the game, Yu Yu lowered the brim of her hat, mixed in with the crowd, turned around and left for the [-]th time.

Why on earth did he sacrifice the morning to catch up on sleep and come all the way to 38 to watch the game?

If you really want to watch a football game, isn't there one in the No. [-] Middle School?

Yu Yu daily wondered if she was full, so she randomly picked a seat in the first row of the stands.A young man with glasses holding a video camera next to him glanced at him and turned his attention back to the field, but soon turned back to his face, with an expression more shocked than the archaeologist who discovered the dinosaur fossil.

"God Yu?!"

Yu Yu turned her head and saw that it was an acquaintance.He remembered that this person belonged to his class, and his name seemed to be... "Ma Zhuolin?"

Feng Zhuolin felt wronged: "My name is Feng Zhuolin... God Yu, why are you here?"

Yu Yu didn't have the embarrassment of remembering someone's name wrong: "Come and watch the game."

Feng Zhuolin couldn't hold back, and blurted out: "Don't you want to come and see?!"

"...Who told you?"

"My big brother."

Yu Yu pinned Du Xu to the ground in her heart and beat her violently.He glanced at Feng Zhuolin, and felt that the man's mouth should not be so strict, so he tentatively asked, "What else did he say?"

Sure enough, Feng Zhuolin lived up to his trust: "Brother cried and complained for more than ten minutes! He hand-typed a short essay on the theme of 'I'm so handsome, why doesn't my deskmate come to watch my competition', and it's more than a thousand words!"

Yu Yu said "Oh" without expressing her opinion, and continued to look at the court.The players of the two teams have not yet entered the field, and only the staff are doing the final inspection on the field.

Feng Zhuolin sat on the side in fear. After the class fight that afternoon, Yu Yu had been honorably promoted to the same level as Gao Qibin on the "Leaderboard of People Not to Mess With" in his mind.

Fuck!

terrible!

Mom, I want to change seats!

It's a pity that Feng Zhuolin is a coward, he dare not move.So he could only take out his mobile phone tremblingly, and fully conveyed his inner roar in the discussion group of "When I woke up, the world changed".

[Feng]: I'm a scorpion! ! !what's the situation? !Didn't Yu Shen ask for sick leave today? !

[Li 1]: My friend, calm down, and speak slowly if you have something to say.

[Feng]: Calm down!He he he is watching the semi-finals now!Sitting right next to me!

[Li 1]:! ! !

【field】:! ! !

【village】:! ! !

[Hao]: What do you know?This is the power of love!

[Li 1]: @冯兄弟!Frontline Battle Report depends on you!

[Hao]: @Feng Brothers!You are the hope of the people!

There are only three floors of stands around the football field of No. 38 High School, and the seats above are almost full. A late-comer came to Yu Yu, pointed to the empty seat next to him and asked, "Student, is there anyone here?"

Yu Yu and Feng Zhuolin looked up at the same time, and the first thing they saw was a round belly, and when they looked up, they saw a face that looked exactly like their head teacher.

Feng Zhuolin was so frightened that he pressed send before finishing typing.

[Feng]: It's easy to say, I

[Hao]:?

[Zhuang]: Brother?

[Li 1]: What's wrong with @Feng brother?Did a meteorite hit the auditorium?

No, it's worse than a meteorite.

Feng Zhuolin just wanted to deceive himself that this is Li Wei's twin brother, when he heard the man say with a smile: "I came here just after class, I didn't expect my classmates to come earlier than me. It's a bit cold today, you have a cold Ok?"

[Feng]: Damn it!Why is Li Wei here? !

Yu Yu sat in the middle, with Li Wei on the left and Feng Zhuolin on the right, and suddenly felt that she was the two hundred and five between Qinglong and Baihu.

Damn it, it's so embarrassing.

Go ahead.

Li Wei was very satisfied with this unexpected encounter, and even wanted to open a bottle of Coke to celebrate.He turned to look for a nearby vending machine: "Do you drink Sprite or Coke? I think Coca-Cola Zero is delicious."

"Don't, don't, don't bother the teacher to buy it, I'll do it!" Feng Zhuolin put down the camera and jumped up, then turned his head to look at Yu Yu: "What does God Yu drink? Coke Sprite or Mirinda?"

Yu Yu: "I don't drink carbonated drinks, I get fat easily."

The word "fat" is like a sharp knife, directly hitting Li Wei's Achilles' heel.He patted his stomach sadly: "You may not believe it, I used to be a person with a small waist."

Two of his students couldn't even give him the courtesy of trust.

Most of the vending machines in the Tian//North Dynasty are all decorations. When Feng Zhuolin came back from the canteen outside the stadium with three bottles of drinks, he just caught up with the athletes entering the field.The auditorium applauded, and Yu Yu also applauded.Feng Zhuolin handed the Coke to Li Wei, firmly rejected the teacher's penguin transfer, and then handed a box of hot milk to Yu Yu: "Brother said that your refrigerator is full of this brand of milk, I think it's for sale. I brought you a bottle."

Yu Yu took the milk and wanted to transfer money to Feng Zhuolin, but he also refused.

"No need, big brother used to buy me a drink, just count it on his head." Feng Zhuolin said, put the Mirinda he had taken a few sips at his feet, and turned on the camera to record the glorious and sacred moments on the court Scenes.

Holding the warm paper box, Yu Yu couldn't figure out how he could be blamed on Du Xu.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the game officially started.

The two teams gave up the foreplay of the friendly temptation by coincidence, and launched a fierce confrontation at the beginning, and the game quickly heated up.But after more than 20 minutes, the two sides still failed to score a goal, and the score remained stalemate at 0:0. 38 slowly gave up the attack and changed the style.

To put it nicely, it's defense, but to put it badly, it's the candy that can't be shaken off.

Yu Yu heard someone in the back row comment: "The players in the No. 7 Middle School are not very good at dealing with close defense. Especially the No. [-], who has good skills, but when he is close to someone, he always feels a little bit reluctant to let go." He turned his head to look After a quick glance, the woman who spoke had a worker hanging on her chest, and she was a reporter from a certain sports magazine.

The person next to the female reporter said: "I know the number 7. His name is Du Xu, a sophomore in high school. He is a rookie in the high school men's team. But he has a criminal record and was just lifted from the suspension this year."

Feng Zhuolin heard it too, and he gritted his teeth: "Fuck him! Those idiots must be fouling again!"

Li Wei squinted his eyes and carefully watched the actions of No. 38 Middle School: "So far, there seems to be no foul move? But are they too close? I think a person almost stepped on Du Xu just now, and the referee didn't pay attention. Point. And Zhuo Lin, we want to be a civilized person, we must be more tactful and elegant when we curse, if you want to curse, you can say 'inhuman'..."

The referee has a fart!That's the same group as Sanba!Feng Zhuolin swallowed the dozen or so fancy greetings under his tongue, he really couldn't relate to Li Wei's dirty routines on the popular science field and the grievances between Du Xu and 38 that can be traced back to junior high school blame.

A black and white ball was spinning around under the feet of a dozen people, but it refused to obediently enter the net.

Wen Chengwu was fighting for the ball with the 38 players, when two people rushed over diagonally, one kicked the troubled ball, and the other slid over the head before closing it in time, and the hard sole directly hit Wen Chengwu's leg guard and upper An ankle exposed between them.Wen Chengwu tilted his body, and before he could cry out the pain, the one who fell on the ground hugged his feet and curled up into a ball.

Two or three short whistles followed by a long whistle announced the end of the first half.

And the ball that flew towards the auditorium was unbiased and hit Feng Zhuolin's frame. The quality of his plain glasses was really not very good, and it cracked when he touched it. The broken lens made a hole in the corner of his eye. Fortunately, No eyeballs were hurt.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Captain 38, who made a mistake, trotted all the way over, without any apology on his face, "It wasn't intentional."

Du Xu was so lucky that he didn't scold his mother directly on the court.

not on purpose?

Except for the referee, anyone who believes is an idiot!

The team leader at 38 seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He turned around to face Du Xu, who was rushing forward a few steps, and pointed his thumb behind him, "I wanted to hit that little boy next to him wearing a hat, but who knew I missed it."

Little white face?

Du Xu turned his head and looked in the direction of his fingers. Yu Yu was passing Feng Zhuolin a tissue to press the wound on the corner of his eye, and Li Wei was sweating anxiously beside him.Two staff members ran over to check Feng Zhuolin's injuries carefully.

Du Xu's face sank, "The one whose ankle was stepped on just now is my captain, and the one who was injured by you is my brother. As for the one you want to smash, it is my... the same table. I will not repay my revenge today, old man Just follow your last name!"

"No, I don't have such a scary son like you." The captain of 38 sneered, "Dare to ask brother, how do you want to take revenge? Break my nose?"

Du Xu sneered: "Fucking, you can't even touch the runner-up!"

"It's good for people to have dreams, but it's enough to think about them in dreams." The captain of No. 38 glanced at the bench area of ​​the No. Hooligan, is there anyone else who can play? The one who needs to be replaced is your captain who is the core of tactics... Make sure, this is the China Championships, not a football game like playing house in junior high school."

The same.

Even the tone of voice was exactly the same as that idiot surnamed Yin.

Du Xu took a deep breath, and for a moment he almost saw Yin Junzhe standing there, pointing at the players who had just been tripped by him and slammed into the goal post, and said with a smile to them: "If I can catch the evidence, I'm the loser." .”

Then he hit the bridge of the nose with a fist, and the bright red nosebleed immediately flowed down three thousand feet. His own knuckles were burning hot, and he was pulled away only to find that the bridge of the nose of the other party was actually broken.

calm.

Du Xu gritted his teeth, now it is the semi-finals of the China Championships in the second year of high school, not the junior high school league; standing in front of him is the current captain of 38, not the idiot Yin Junzhe.He tried his best to restrain the urge to hit people, and when the referee asked about Wen Chengwu's foot injury, he raised his middle finger to the captain of 38, and popped out a word that combined violence, sex, supernatural power and courage:

"Day to your mother's grave!"

Wen Chengwu's ankle was already swollen. With the support of his teammates, he walked over and extinguished the spark between the two of them: "Du Xu, come back. We are indeed inferior to them in terms of bench depth."

He looked at the 38 captain coldly: "The bench is indeed one of the keys to winning or losing, but who said that winning is determined by the bench?"

Du Xu played in a particularly irritable manner in the first half, and returned to the waiting room with force, finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Cui Yang picked up the towel he threw on the stool and handed it to the manager, and sat next to him: "I heard that before the knockout round, you had conflicts with the players from No. 38?"

Du Xu looked at his sophomore teammates who went to the noodle restaurant with them on Sunday, and saw that their calves were weak. Du Xu didn't make things difficult for them, he wiped his face and said in a low voice: "Yes, I have a little conflict with people. ...But the idiot who had a festival didn't come, it was his buddies who came—that is, the captain of 38."

The author has something to say: Yu Yu: I will not come, I have never come to watch this game, it is my Schrödinger twin brother who came.

Hao Jia: This is the power of love!

Feng Zhuolin: God Yu, give up, now the whole class knows.