Chapter 324: What do you think of Xu Cheng?
Because it rained a few days ago, this Saturday afternoon was not too hot.
There is plenty of sunlight, and people feel warm when it shines on them. There are occasional breezes, which can quickly dispel the heat and boredom in your heart.
After the second class in the afternoon, the students of No. 1 Middle School welcomed the weekend holiday as usual.
"Zhou Zhou, I'm not going~"
In the classroom, Lin Wanzhou and Guo Zining were arguing with each other.
"Hey, Aning, come with me and watch. The game is about to start."
"I won't go. Tell me the truth. Did Li Qiuyang and Xu Cheng ask you to take me there?"
"Okay, Xu Cheng asked me to take you there. I told you the truth, so you can go with me, right?"
"I definitely won't go today. I don't want to watch that pig-head Li Qiuyang play football."
The two of them chatted back and forth, and Lin Wanzhou felt a headache. How did he get such a difficult task from Xu Cheng?
My headache is killing me.
When I go back, I must find a pillow that is neither too soft nor too hard and that automatically heats up for my head to rest on.
Lin Wanzhou had no choice but to accept Guo Zining's stubborn attitude. The two of them stayed quiet for a while. Just then, the chattering of several girls could be heard in the corridor outside the classroom.
"Hey, why are you running so fast?"
"Let's go, there's a football game on the playground today, I need to go and see it."
"basketball?"
"Football."
"What's so good about that? Football is not as interesting as basketball. I'm in a hurry to go home and review."
"Didn't you hear that Xu Cheng was also playing today? Have you ever seen Xu Cheng play football?"
"Ah? Then who, wait for me..."
When Guo Zining heard these words, he looked at Lin Wanzhou with an unnatural expression.
The girl blinked.
"A Ning, what do you think of Xu Cheng?"
"ah?"
Now it was Guo Zining's turn to be panicked.
"Zhou Zhou, I never thought of competing with you for the squad leader position, please don't get me wrong."
"I'm not talking about that. What I mean is, what do you think of Xu Cheng's football skills?"
"Zhou Zhou, you are not testing your good sister's attitude, are you?"
"No, you know, I don't understand football, I just asked you."
Lin Wanzhou knows nothing about football. As for Guo Zining, she always claims that she likes Beckham, Ronaldo and Messi. Although she is only a casual fan, she still knows a little more than she does.
"Class monitor... I've seen him play football a few times during physical education class, and his skills seem to be pretty good..."
"Really?"
Hearing what Guo Zining said, Lin Wanzhou was quite surprised, "I thought he was just an average player, after all, he wasn't even selected for the school team."
"It seems that he was blocked by the class teacher. The class monitor does look very good. Sometimes when I watch him play football, he looks a lot like the players on TV..."
Guo Zining was talking about his half-baked knowledge of football, and Lin Wanzhou was standing beside him listening.
As I listened, I felt an inexplicable sense of pride.
Boys like to compete with each other, seeing who can run faster, jump higher, pee farther...even whether to drink iced tea or Nutri-Express is part of the competition.
Girls are not like this. They don’t like to compete in running or long jump, and of course they won’t be so bored as to compete in size.
This does not mean that they do not need this part of spiritual satisfaction, but that their way of satisfaction is different from that of boys.
Whenever the boy they chose performs the best and most outstandingly, they will get a certain spiritual satisfaction from it. In a nutshell, they feel proud of it. The fan circle's hot chart-topping campaign takes advantage of this mentality.
"Don't worry about Li Qiuyang, Aning. Just accompany me to watch Xu Cheng play football. I...I want to see if he is really as good as you said." Lin Wanzhou looked at Guo Zining with hope in his eyes.
Guo Zining felt embarrassed and answered hesitantly.
"Ah? Then you can just ... Why do you have to bring me along..."
“I don’t understand again. ”
The girl grabbed Guo Zining's hands.
"Someone has to explain this to me. I don't understand anything. What if Xu Cheng and his team score a goal and I'm still cheering? Wouldn't that be embarrassing?"
Guo Zining thought about it and found that it did make sense.
What if Lin Wanzhou mistakenly cheered for someone else who scored the goal, and Xu Cheng happened to see it, wouldn't there be misunderstandings and conflicts between them?
Yes, how could she be so selfish?
He only cares about his own face.
For the sake of her good friend's lifelong event, she had to accompany Lin Wanzhou no matter what!
"Okay, okay... Then I'll go with you and take a look."
"Very good!"
Lin Wanzhou's eyes were filled with excitement.
She didn't particularly want to watch Xu Cheng play football. Everything was just an excuse to deceive Guo Zining.
What's so interesting about playing football? She doesn't even want to watch even when Xu Cheng begs her to.
but……
For the sake of her good friend's lifelong event, she had to accompany Guo Zining no matter what!
The two of them, caring about each other, walked towards the playground together.
Unlike the campus that was empty in an instant after the holidays in the past, there was still some bustle and noise along the way, and many students from other schools came to watch the game played at No. 1 Middle School's home stadium.
"Do you want to buy a bottle of water, Zhou Zhou..." Guo Zining reminded in time on the way to the playground.
“It’s impossible that their team is out of water, right?”
"It's different now. At halftime, go, go and give Xu Cheng a bottle of water. He will definitely be motivated in the second half."
Guo Zining had a good idea.
After all, this is how it’s played out in youth novels and romance movies: when the heroine gives the hero a bottle of water, he will become as vigorous and invincible as if he had taken medicine, and their relationship will be flourishing and inseparable.
Well, it’s all for Zhou Zhou’s feelings.
Even if she accompanied Lin Wanzhou there, she was worried that Zhouzhou would not be able to save face and it had nothing to do with Li Qiuyang.
"Oh...that makes sense." Lin Wanzhou agreed.
She thought that this plan of delivering water at halftime was super clever, and she could take Guo Zining along with her, which could be considered as helping to bring them together.
So, this was not her intention to deliver water to Xu Cheng, everything was just part of the plan.
They hurriedly bought a few bottles of water from the store next to the school, and then trotted to the playground.
The reason why he bought several bottles was that Guo Zining carefully reminded Lin Wanzhou that one bottle might not be enough.
After all, there are often scenes on TV of athletes washing their faces with a bottle of mineral water, which makes them look cool and sunny.
However, Lin Wanzhou just thought that he should buy a few more bottles of water so that he could ask Guo Zining to give a few bottles to Li Qiuyang.
Although she is not happy now, who can say what will happen next?
The two of them sat down in the front seats, each with their own thoughts.
Guo Zining took a look at the court, then shook his head like a veteran fan.
"School-level games are just average. I watch those games on TV and there are cheerleaders cheering before the games. But they must be boring to play, so I'll just watch with you."
"There is also a cheerleading team?" Lin Wanzhou was curious.
"Yeah, it's the girls wearing miniskirts and knee-high socks, dancing before the game to cheer on the contestants."
"Mini skirt, knee-high socks..."
Lin Wanzhou thought about that outfit.
Does this really add oil?
She didn't know about others, but she was sure that if she wore a miniskirt and over-the-knee socks, revealing a small part of her white thighs to Xu Cheng, he would definitely hold his stomach and be unable to straighten his back, and would not have the strength to play football.
But then the girl was glad that there were no cheerleaders dancing here.
Otherwise, if Xu Cheng saw other girls dancing, she wouldn't know how many days it would take for her to get over her anger.
Just as I was thinking about it, the players from both teams lined up to go on the court and shook hands with each other.
The girl took a quick glance and immediately saw Xu Cheng wearing a red jersey with a striking number 10 written on it.
"Aning, I don't think Xu Cheng is that good. He's only ranked tenth in the team. There aren't many people on the team...Huh? Li Qiuyang is pretty good. He's ranked sixth."
Guo Zining followed the direction she pointed and glanced at Li Qiuyang's No. 6 jersey. The guy seemed to have seen her as well and looked in her direction. She quickly turned her head and talked to Lin Wanzhou with a slightly blushing face.
"That's not what I meant. The jersey numbers are just simple labels to make it easier for the referee to distinguish."
"Oh, so that's how it is. So this number has no special meaning?"
"No."
Guo Zining shook his head, thought for a moment and then spoke again.
"However, in the traditional sense, the number 1 jersey is usually worn by the goalkeeper, the numbers 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6 are the team's defense, the number 7 is the team's sharp knife, like Cristiano Ronaldo wears number 7, the number 8 is the team's brain, the number 9 is the center forward, and the number 11 is the team's fast horse..."
Lin Wanzhou listened with great interest, "What about number 10? Why don't you say number 10?"
"It's hard to define the number 10, but generally only the most core players in the team can wear this jersey. Oh, do you know Messi? He wears number 10."
Lin Wanzhou, who knew nothing about sports, only half understood what he said.
She didn't remember anything else, but in short, she understood that the person wearing the No. 10 jersey meant he was the best player on the team.
Xu Cheng took this game very seriously and did not treat it with contempt at all.
He glanced at the audience and immediately saw the beautiful girl.
He only had time to smile and wave to her. When he turned his eyes to the ball again, he could always feel someone looking at him, a gaze coming from the audience.
There might be a lot of people looking at him, but he felt like he was standing in Lin Wanzhou's field of vision alone.
Oddly enough, the boy's strength suddenly became much greater than usual, his legs and feet were incredibly flexible, and his dribbling was incredibly smooth and easy.
Lin Wanzhou didn't understand all this. The ball was passed back and forth, but she didn't pay any attention to it. Her eyes were fixed on Xu Cheng.
Watch him rush through the defense of several people with the ball, watch him dodge the collision of several tall boys, watch him run forward at a speed far ahead of others, watch him suddenly shoot a long shot...
The cheers from the home team were like a tsunami, causing the girl's chest to rise and fall along with it.
She had never realized that a football game could be so thrilling and exciting. Every time the ball was passed to Xu Cheng's feet, she felt like she was about to jump up with excitement .
Although she was just a spectator, Lin Wanzhou felt that she had a strong sense of participation.
Every time Xu Cheng tried to shoot, the girl held her breath in nervous anticipation. Every time the ball was blocked or hit the goal frame, the girl beat her chest in anxiety.
Guo Zining explained to the girl what the opposing team's 442 defensive formation was and how it would be difficult to break through. The next second, the situation on the field suddenly changed.
The ball was suddenly intercepted by a player from the Foreign Language School, and with the opponent's quick counterattack, it went into the net, and the Foreign Language School scored the first point.
Students from the Foreign Language School cheered in the stands and the players celebrated on the lawn.
Lin Wanzhou immediately confirmed with Guo Zining whether the other team scored first. After getting Guo Zining's confirmation, the girl felt extremely aggrieved and sad, and she even wanted to cry. She especially hoped that Xu Cheng would quickly score back the one point.
However, as Xu Cheng dribbled the ball smoothly again and again, he would always be bumped by several boys from the opposing school.
"What if they can't afford to play!" the girl said angrily.
Guo Zining was also very angry. "They saw that Xu Cheng was the most threatening one. He had shot the net several times, so they deliberately confronted him to affect his performance. It's disgusting."
"Isn't this against the rules?"
"That's the tactic. We have to fight you even at the risk of committing a foul. It's all about the physical strength of the players."
Finally, during a breakthrough, Xu Cheng was kicked in the calf by the opposing player and fell heavily on the grass.
The boy held his ankle in pain for a long time.
Lin Wanzhou, who was sitting in the audience, felt so heartbroken.
Her eyes were red with anger on her fair face, but she was afraid that others would see her and say that she was petty and couldn't afford to play tricks, so she secretly wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and secretly hoped that Xu Cheng would quickly shoot the ball into the net to piss off the group of unsportsmanlike guys on the opposite side.
The referee blew the halftime whistle and the players from both teams went off to rest. Lin Wanzhou and Guo Zining ran to the No. 1 Middle School team's rest area.
Under the curious gazes of the players, Lin Wanzhou lowered his head embarrassedly and put the Pulse in his hand into Xu Cheng's hand, then raised his head to look at him, who was covered in green weeds and sweating profusely.
"You weren't hurt just now?"
"It's okay. Although the opponent's attack was quite heavy, it's okay. I just need to move around a little bit."
Guo Zining glanced around unnaturally, and finally saw Li Qiuyang hiding in the back of the crowd.
The other person's eyes were obviously secretly looking at her, but he quickly looked away when she saw it.
She walked over quietly and pulled his clothes.
"Come here, I have something to tell you..."
"If you have anything to say, just say it here."
Hearing this, Guo Zining glared at him.
For some reason, Li Qiuyang suddenly became timid when he saw her look like that. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his neck, stood up and followed her away.
The two went to the corner behind the auditorium and stayed there for five or six minutes before coming out.
However, this time when he came out, the expression on his face had changed, which was obviously different from his previous state.
When he came on the field in the second half, Xu Cheng had time to ask him what Guo Zining had said.
This kid just smiled.
"hey-hey."
"She won't eat breakfast then."
"I was going to give it back to him."
"I was going to give it back to him..."
