On the evening of July 18, students were still studying in the classroom.
Since the second grade of junior high school is promoted to the third grade of junior high school, and there are a few days off for the high school entrance examination of the third grade of junior high school, the second grade of junior high school will have a holiday a few days later.
Maybe it’s because there will be a holiday at noon tomorrow, or maybe it’s because the hot air blown by the electric fan is irritating. Although all the students are sitting quietly in the classroom, few of them are actually holding books in their hands to study.
Monitor Liu Xiaoyan shook her ponytail from time to time, held up her glasses, looked left and right, and if there were students who talked in class, she would write them down, write them down in a small notebook, and silently hand them over to the class teacher after class.
The naughty male students winked at each other and passed notes to communicate with their peers very effectively.
"Ring, ring, ring!" Soon, 45 minutes passed.
Liu Xiaoyan stood up suddenly, tore up the paper in her notebook, and turned back to hold Ma Fanshu's hand.
"Come on, Xiaofan, come with me to the teacher's office!"
"Ah!" Ma Fanshu was shocked when his hand was grabbed, and he quickly covered the notebook on the table, but he still could not escape Liu Xiaoyan's eagle eyes.
Seeing the squad leader and the study committee member walking out of the classroom hand in hand, the male students in the back row snorted: "Just sue, what's the big deal? Who studied in the self-study class?"
"Yes, let them sue! Donkey, do you think we can win tonight?"
"Nonsense, of course we can win! Don't forget that we have Wang Xiaodong! In society, Brother Dong is a ruthless person and doesn't talk much! With Brother Dong here, I can win all of Uzbekistan!"
As soon as the name "Wang Xiaodong" came out, the classroom was quickly filled with discussions among male students.
In the corridor, Liu Xiaoyan scratched Ma Fanshu's palm, "Xiao Nizi, tell me, have you fallen in love?"
"Where is that?" Ma Fanshu blushed and shook his head quickly.
The cardamom years of fifteen or sixteen are the age when little girls are most ignorant about gender.
"Nonsense, I've seen it all!" Liu Xiaoyan raised her eyebrows, "You drew Wang Xiaodong in class one! It was based on the poster on your desk!"
"Ah! Yanzi, please keep your voice down! You're the one with the big mouth!" Ma Fanshu quickly covered his best friend's mouth and looked around nervously. Seeing that no one was paying attention to his side, he put his hand down.
"Giggle, giggle, I caught you!" Liu Xiaoyan's laughter was like a bell, "You said you don't like Wang Xiaodong? There are photos of her on the table, in the book, and in the schoolbag! You don't mind looking at them like this every day. greasy?"
"Why are you tired of it?" Ma Fanshu also got angry when he saw that his best friend was taking advantage of her. "My Xiaodong is winning glory for the country. He is a hero! How can I get tired of it?"
"Yo yo yo, you are still bringing glory to the country! Haha, didn't you listen to the teachers, we are in danger again this time?"
"Can't we qualify with a draw?" Although Ma Fanshu doesn't know much about football, he still understands simple wins, draws, and losses.
"NONONO! Qualifying with a draw means never qualifying!" Liu Xiaoyan stretched out her index finger and shook it. "This is an iron law of the national football team! My dad said it before I went to school this morning."
"Bullshit!" Ma Fanshu was so angry that he opened his mouth and bit it. His neat rows of white teeth almost broke off Liu Xiaoyan's fingers. "My dad also said that with Wang Xiaodong here, he will definitely win." !”
"Ah! You forgot about your best friend Xiaolang's hoof when you had a man, and you dared to bite me! See how I deal with you!" After Liu Xiaoyan was startled, she stretched out two "sinful hands" and scratched Ma Fanshu's buttocks Armpit.
After arguing, the two came to the head teacher's office. Just when I was about to knock on the door and go in, I found that all the teachers were gathered around a 23-inch small color TV, watching the game.
"Teacher, I have..."
As soon as Liu Xiaoyan opened her mouth, Ma Fanshu covered her mouth.
"Shh~~" Ma Fanshu made a silent gesture, crept up behind the teachers, stood there quietly and followed them.
The timer in the upper right corner of the screen showed that the game had only lasted for more than 3 minutes, and the score was 0-0.
The Chinese team wore Chinese red, while Uzbekistan wore white robes and attacked from right to left.
At this time, the camera at the scene was focusing on a Chinese player wearing jersey No. 10. Ma Fanshu could tell at a glance that this person was Wang Xiaodong.
"Now it's Wang Xiaodong who retreats to get the ball..." He Wei's voice came from the screen.
Although Wang Xiaodong wears the No. 10 uniform, he is better at catching the ball from the midfield and then moving the ball to the frontcourt.
Therefore, in games, he can often be seen appearing near the midfield and cooperating with teammates in passing and receiving, while Dong Fangzhuo and Shao Jiayi have been hanging out in front.
After receiving the ball, Wang Xiaodong moved forward calmly. Since it was just past the midfield, he was not pressed too closely.
After taking another step forward, Wang Xiaodong raised his head, glanced ahead, and kicked a long pass.
In the past, every time they saw a player kicking such a long pass in the midfield, fans would despise him the moment he kicked off, thinking that this was a "lazy" move by the passer.
But this time, all the teachers stared at the screen, waiting for the ball to fall.
Especially the math teacher, whose eyes almost bulged out. When he saw the ball accurately landing one meter in front of Shao Jiayi, the fat man in overalls slapped his thigh, "Let me tell you, Wang Xiaodong can definitely pass the ball! If he comes to school, he will definitely be able to do math." If you can hit 150, look at this parabola..."
"You guys are good at physics! Look at how wonderfully the acceleration, resistance and gravity are used!" The physics teacher also encouraged, "Didn't you see the look he gave before passing the ball? He was just measuring the wind speed!"
Just as the teachers were bragging to each other, the ball landed on Shao Jiayi's left foot that was stretched out with all his strength. After being pushed by Shao Jia with his toes, he jumped forward suddenly and rolled directly out of the bottom line.
Seeing this scene, the teachers collectively sighed again: "Old Liu, aren't you teaching chemistry? Hurry up and develop a solution for athlete's foot to cure these stinky feet!"
"Go away! The stinky feet of the national football team are combined with dozens of chemical elements. I dare say that ten, no, twenty years will not be able to prepare athlete's foot water to purify their athlete's foot!"
Hearing the teachers' complaints, Ma Fanshu couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing.
The laughter coming from behind startled the teachers. The Chinese teacher quickly grasped the remote control, and the fat math teacher also hurriedly blocked the screen with his body.
When they turned around and found two cute female students, the teachers let out a sigh of relief.
"Fanshu, Xiaoyan, why are you two here?" Lao Guo, the head teacher, recognized his two students.
"Teacher Guo, this is the list of those who spoke in the last self-study class. I have written them down for you." Liu Xiaoyan quickly handed over the note in her hand.
"Oh, I know. Okay, these brats didn't study hard in their self-study class, and they actually did some tricks down there to see if I don't deal with them later!" After getting the "secret list", Lao Guo nodded, "Same for you, Xiaoyan, don't focus all your attention on arresting people, don't delay your own study, you know?"
"I understand, Teacher Guo." Liu Xiaoyan nodded.
"Okay, is there anything else?"
"There's nothing else." Liu Xiaoyan replied while quietly holding Ma Fanshu's hand.
Seeing that the study committee member in the class was fascinated by the football match, Teacher Guo also became interested: "Fanshu, do you know football too?"
"I don't quite understand." Ma Fanshu shook his head, but his eyes never left the screen.
"Then what are you looking at?" Teacher Guo asked.
"Wang Xiaodong's pass just now looked like Beckham's!" Ma Fanshu said nonchalantly.
"Look, Lao Guo, let me tell you! Wang Xiaodong's passing is definitely the best in the world!" When the fat math teacher heard these remarks, he immediately turned around and said proudly, "Lao Guo, can't you tell? The class also has a female high school hero who knows how to play football! He really has a keen eye for recognizing talents!"
"Old Liu, stop talking nonsense, this is the study committee member of our class!"
Since Lao Guo also teaches mathematics, Lao Liu is not familiar with Ma Fanshu.
"oops!"
At this moment, Ma Fanshu, who had been watching the game, suddenly exclaimed, causing everyone to focus on the big screen again.
"What's wrong? Did the Chinese team score a goal?" Lao Guo quickly turned his head and looked at the screen.
On the screen, Wang Xiaodong, who is dribbling the ball, is moving quickly along the left wing. There are two defenders in front of him and behind him on the right, blocking the inside line.
Uzbekistan's two central defenders also sandwiched Dong Fangzhuo, who was running in the middle, one behind the other, left and right. No matter which angle the ball was viewed from, there was no room for passing the ball at all.
But even under such circumstances, Wang Xiaodong still chose to pass the ball.
He saw the gap and then quickly swung his left foot forward, pushed the arch of his foot to the front and back of the ball and then suddenly retracted it.
The ball was knocked out and rolled diagonally forward along the sideline. It quickly bypassed the defender stuck beside him and rolled toward the center.
The central defender who was stuck in front of Dong Fangzhuo quickly accelerated when he saw this, but in his frightened eyes, the ball passed diagonally by Wang Xiaodong was overtaking him from the side road in a slight curve, and in front of him again. His face turned a corner and rolled towards the middle.
Wang Defa? ? ?
Does this ball have a twist?
Dong Fangzhuo, who was running away, obviously did not expect Wang Xiaodong to pass the ball in this way. When he saw the ball turning and started to use force, it was already too late.
The Uzbek goalkeeper, who sensed the bad attack in time, quickly rushed to the penalty area and scooped the ball away.
The next second, Dong Fangzhuo rushed to the goalkeeper, but the figure shown to the fans was that of slowing down after giving up.
"Wang Xiaodong passed the ball so beautifully! It turned a corner on the ground and rolled right in front of Dong Fangzhuo."
"But Dong Fangzhuo obviously didn't realize that Wang Xiaodong could pass the ball with a ground ball. The start was a little slow and was eventually cleared by Uzbek goalkeeper Nesterov."
In the camera, Dong Fangzhuo, who did not grab the spot, turned around, raised his hand towards Wang Xiaodong, and gave a thumbs up.
This is the signature move of the national team.
"Fuck! Raising your hand is useful! If you have the ability to kick this ball in!"
"Yes, if it were me, even if I was blocked by that goalkeeper, I would still do this!"
"Shh~~ Don't mess around, there are still female students here!"
Several teachers turned around in embarrassment and kept winking at Lao Guo, signaling him to "please leave" the students quickly.
Ma Fanshu also looked disappointed. Although she didn't understand the rules of football very well, even a fool could figure out this goal. As long as the forward ran faster, he could shoot or even score a goal.
Wang Xiaodong has passed several beautiful balls now. Why does everyone who receives the ball reach out in the end?
Does thumbs up help?
It’s not a goal!
"Ring ring ring!!!"
The class bell rang.
"Fanshu, it's time for class, stop reading..." Lao Guo reminded softly.
"Uh-huh, teacher, wait a minute, let's finish watching this game..." Ma Fanshu was still staring at the screen, with no intention of leaving at all.
Looking at the study committee members who were fascinated by the game, Lao Guo felt a little unbearable at the moment.
If you think about it from my perspective, if it were you, I probably wouldn't be able to let go of it easily right now!
Thinking of this, Lao Guo suddenly took a deep breath and made a bold decision in his heart.
