Chapter 111: Ball Game Disturbance

Minghai No. 2 Middle School, the school playground, and the central rostrum are already filled with rows of tables and chairs.

At the front seat, a middle-aged man in his forties was sitting. He looked at the crowd of students entering the arena, and smiled slightly at another middle-aged man beside him: "Director Qi, this year's Xia Chun of our school Having you come to watch the cup is really giving our school face."

"Where is the principal, the Xiachun Cup in your school is specially supported by the government. For this kind of activity that is beneficial to students' physical and mental health, our Education Bureau will naturally support it." Director Qi was wearing a white shirt. The corner of the mouth smiled: "By the way, I heard that your school has produced another football genius, is it called Yi Sicheng?"

"That's right, he's in Class 2 and 3 of high school. He's been picked up by the provincial football team some time ago, and he might go there for a training camp next semester." No. , has always been the seedling that our school focuses on, maybe it's another Gu Qinghai."

Speaking of this, Liu Botao made a move to Zhang Chunshui on the left. Seeing this, Zhang Chunshui hurried over with a smile on his face: "Principal, are you looking for me?"

"Well, Director Qi, this is Yi Sicheng's head teacher, Mr. Zhang Chunshui. I think he knows the situation of Yi Sicheng better than me." Liu Botao smiled. Minghai No. 2 Middle School relied on Gu Qinghai , It added a lot of fame to the school.

If there is another Yi Sicheng this time, then Minghai No. 2 Middle School may be more famous than No. 1 Middle School.

"Hi, Chief." Zhang Chunshui held out his hand to Chief Qi.

Director Qi nodded at him: "Well, Mr. Zhang, the Education Bureau has always emphasized that students should develop together morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically and physically. You have done a good job in this regard, and I appreciate it."

"In addition, the deputy bureau of our bureau was supposed to come here today, but I just received news that the specially-appointed coach of the national football team, Pidell, just happened to come to Minghai, so I invited him to come and observe. "Speaking of this, Director Qi had a serious face and said earnestly: "Coach Piedl used to be the ace coach in Europe. An ace star, and a super coach who has led the team to a World Cup runner-up."

"This time, if Yi Sicheng performs well, then it is very likely that he will be directly absorbed into the national team. I believe this is not only beneficial to Yi Sicheng's personal development, but also beneficial to the reputation of your school." Having said that, Director Qi paused slightly.

"Pidell! That football madman!" Hearing Director Qi's words, Liu Botao was startled, and then exulted: "Don't worry, Director, today we also happened to arrange a match in Yisi City, and the match in the afternoon is Class Seven."

"Class seven, how is the strength of class seven?" Director Qi looked at Principal Liu Botao.

The meaning is very simple, if the strength is too strong, it will not be conducive to Yi Sicheng's personal performance.

Now, Liu Botao waved to the other side on the right. Zheng Changhe over there had been paying attention to the situation on this side just now. Seeing that Zhang Chunshui was called by the principal to have a happy chat with the director of the Education Bureau, he couldn't help being a little jealous .

Seeing him waving at him now, Zheng Changhe's expression brightened immediately, and he hurried over, thinking that something good would happen.

"Well, Director Qi, let me introduce. This is the head teacher of Class Seven, Zheng Changhe." Liu Botao introduced to Director Qi.

"Hello Director Qi." Zheng Changhe smiled happily.

"Mr. Zheng, is the one in your class who is good at playing football called Feng Yong still in the hospital?" Liu Botao looked at Zheng Changhe and asked.

Zheng Changhe's face froze: "Well, well, the doctor said that his condition is a little serious, and it may take some time before he can be discharged from the hospital, so I can't participate in today's ball game." Zheng Changhe spoke cautiously.

Originally, Class 7 couldn't beat Class 3, but now the situation has gotten worse, and Class 7 is expected to lose even worse.

Zheng Changhe thought Liu Botao would be angry, but he didn't expect Liu Botao to smile slightly at this moment, and looked at Director Qi: "Qi Ju, look, the most powerful player in Class 7 has been injured and hospitalized, so today, Yi Sicheng will definitely win a lot." Complete victory, and severely kicked Class Seven to death."

"You don't have to worry about this." Liu Botao smiled, and Director Qi at the side nodded approvingly when he heard this: "That's good, then when the game starts this afternoon, let this, this Zhang Teacher, accompany Piddle, it's best to help him identify who Yi Sicheng is."

"I will specially arrange for an interpreter." Director Qi was in a good mood.

Zhang Chunshui was also full of complacency. He glanced at Zheng Changhe who looked embarrassed, and said with a cheerful smile: "Old Zheng, if your class is kicked out by Yi Sicheng this time, don't be sad, it's all doomed." thing."

Liu Botao glanced at Zheng Changhe and said, "Go back to your seat, the mobilization meeting will start soon."

Zheng Changhe returned to his seat, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

Whether it's the principal or Director Qi, it seems that they all want to see their class seven get kicked out?

And the look in the eyes of Zhang Chunshui at the end made Zheng Changhe feel very uncomfortable. He himself had some problems with Zhang Chunshui, the class teacher of the third class, and he was directly despised just now, but Zheng Changhe had no way to fight back. Zheng Changhe was extremely aggrieved.

"If Feng Yong hadn't been injured, no matter how bad our class was, we wouldn't have lost too badly. Now, are we really going to be kicked through?" Zheng Changhe sighed.

Under the stands, most of the students have already entered the arena, lined up in rows according to each class, and stood there.

Zheng Changhe's gaze was gloomy, he looked at the position of the seventh class, and soon saw Lin Yi standing in the middle of the team.

Seeing Lin Yi, Zheng Changhe was furious. If it wasn't for Lin Yi, Feng Yong in his class would not have been injured.

Moreover, why Feng Yong was injured has not been able to find out the reason until now, which made Zheng Changhe even more depressed.

"This Lin Yi, after the game, I want to beat him hard, he doesn't study and is dishonest, such a student, don't mind!"

Zheng Changhe made up his mind, no matter what, it would be a disaster for his class to keep it. After the game is over, he should quickly find an opportunity to talk to the principal and ask him to transfer Lin Yi to another class. .

Lin Yi stood in the crowd, looking at the rostrum in front with calm eyes.

"In my previous life, I used to stand here like this, looking at the teacher above, who is the most ordinary one among all living beings, but in this life, the Xia Chun Cup means nothing to me."

"It's just a game that a bunch of rubbish are proud of. Wait until I show you what real football is."