"What happened after that? What happened after that?" The deskmate asked anxiously.
"What else can I do? " That masked man was Young Master Meng. When Little Tian walked up to him, I saw him…I saw that his pants were wet…" the person said softly.
"How embarrassing. So many senior hooligans were beaten up by a child who was more than a head shorter. No wonder Meng Xiaofeng was not afraid of anyone in class, but ran far away when he saw Yang Xiaotian.”
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Meng Xiaofeng, who was sitting not far away, had heard the conversation between the two of them. He was so angry that his face turned green, but he was too embarrassed to say it. Indeed, the incident from three years ago made Meng Xiaofeng feel a little scared when he recalled it. However, that might only be because Yang Xiaotian knew a little martial arts. What really made Meng Xiaofeng look at him in a new light was the Cuju competition last summer…
(Time returned to: July 20th, 1929)"Students, it's time for our school's quadennial Cuju competition again. Cuju has a long history. It has been around since the ancient Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty. It has been more than 2,300 years since it was passed down from ancient China. It originated in Linzi, the capital of Qi State during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It was the most prosperous during the Tang and Song Dynasties. There were often scenes of" the ball never falling,"" the ball never leaves the foot, and the foot never leaves the ball." However, it gradually declined in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Our Hope Primary School has been advocating morality, intelligence, physique, beauty, and labor as the teaching purpose since the beginning of the school. That's why our school's Cuju matches have never stopped over the years.”Qian Hesen waved the pointer in his hand and said passionately,"This year's Cuju competition is different from previous years. A foreign school in Shen Yang has issued a challenge to our school. They want to come to our school this afternoon to play a friendly match with us. Everyone knows that foreigners often call our people the Sick Men of East Asia. This time, we will see who is the Sick Men of East Asia.”
" Teacher." At this moment, someone raised his hand and said,""What do you mean by a foreign school?"
"The so-called foreign school is a school where foreigners study in our country.”
"What? It's the foreigners, teacher. I heard that the foreigners are very powerful. The ball they play is called soccer instead of Cuju.”
"Yes, it's football. Western football is essentially similar to Cuju. Let me explain the rules." Qian Hesen said slowly," Western football is also known as English football. It was originally introduced to Ying country in the middle ages and has been popular in Europe since then. English football is divided into three parts: the field, the ball field, and the players. The field is 105 meters long and 65 meters wide. There is a 7.32 meters x 2.44 meters goal on both sides of the field. In terms of the ball field, there are many lines such as the midfield, the penalty area, the sideline, and the foot line. Crossing the line will result in a foul. As for the players, the competition is divided into two teams. Each team has eleven people. The players mainly use their feet to kick the ball, but they can also head the ball. The game was 90 minutes, divided into two halves, 45 minutes each. In the event of injury, the referee may make up for it appropriately. The winner was the one who scored the most goals into the opponent's goal. If they were to draw in the knockout round, they could enter overtime for 30 minutes, which was also divided into the first and second halves of 15 minutes each. If it was still a draw, it would be a penalty kick.”Qian Hesen used his pointer to explain the rules of the game while he used his hand to draw the pitch on the blackboard." This is the first time we have come into contact with English football, and it is also my second time. Our opponent is a foreign team that has been through hundreds of battles, so the school leaders pay special attention to our game. It is related to our diplomacy, the quality of our students, and the dignity of our entire country! The school leaders strongly urged us not to lose. Even if we lose, we can't lose too much, so I'm going to use a conservative formation of 2-4-4. In other words, we just have to guarantee that we lose a few goals in this game. Students, this game is not only a competition between our schools, but also a challenge to our country's status and dignity in the world. I'm asking everyone to play well!”Qian Hesen couldn't help but bow to the students…
"Teacher! We'll definitely beat the foreigners to a pulp!”
"Teacher! We must win glory for the country!"
"Hope Primary School wins! All Saints of the Heavenly Dynasty!"
The impassioned students below the stage were enthusiastically signing up…
After a long period of selection and elimination, the name list was finally decided."Left Forward: Long Tianao, Right Forward: Meng Xiaofeng
Center: Hu Yiming, Zhang Hansan, Ma Deyuan, Yang Dezhi.
Defenders: Zhao Yiming, Liu Erhu, Sun Tietie, Liu Jingang.
Keeper: Xu Wenyuan.
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"Why isn't there Little Tian? Why isn't Yang Xiaotian here?" At this moment, Long Tianao shouted from below the stage. There were also many people who expressed their dissatisfaction with the name list.
"Isn't it obvious that letting the two enemies, Young Master Meng and Killer Long, play as strikers in the same team is letting them fight among themselves?”
"Yeah, I think the two of them will fight to the death before the other side kicks the ball.”
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"Alright, alright, stop quarreling. That's the arrangement for the staff. Tomorrow at noon, everyone must be at the football stadium in the south of the city to cheer and cheer for our team!”Qian Hesen said passionately. He knew that Yang Xiaotian was the most suitable forward candidate. However, this little boy was too cold and seemed to be uninterested in anything. It was because he had considered this that he had secretly observed Yang Xiaotian when he was selecting people. He saw Yang Xiaotian sitting in his seat and reading seriously as if he had not heard anything. Qian Hesen could not help but shake his head when he saw this scene."It seems that now is not the time…"
(The summer was hot, and the green grass was flourishing. In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the green field. The players of both teams had entered the field, and everyone was ready to go... On the left side of the field were the players of Hope Primary School in red uniforms. Although they were small, they were full of energy! On the right were the foreign players from the Shenyang-United Primary School in blue uniforms. Blue noses, big eyes, and brown hair were their iconic symbols. In addition, they were tall and strong, enough to compare with the adults in China. This was destined to be an unbalanced game...
At this moment, the center of the stadium was filled with people. On the left were the cheerleaders from Hope's novel. They were dressed in pink school uniforms, neat and tidy, fresh and beautiful, forming a beautiful landscape...
The other part was the other students and teachers. Their eyes were filled with anticipation as they looked at the athletes who were active on the green grass. Yang Xiaotian was also in the team, but he did not seem to care. He continued to read a book in detail…
"Good luck! Good luck! Hope Primary School can do it!" The cheerleaders shouted in unison.
Sitting on the right were the school leaders and foreign fans from Shengyang United Primary School. Among them were fans with the American flag embroidered on their faces, fans from Ying who were dancing to the music, and Italian fans who were drinking champagne and singing...
“WOW!WOW!”
Most of the audience were locals who had heard the news and rushed over. Most of them came to watch out of curiosity, and many of them were cheering for this group of Chinese children. They were usually bullied by foreigners, and this time, they wanted to see these Chinese children hold their heads high in front of these foreigners.
"Children, do your best! You must win glory for our people!”An elderly uncle shouted.
"Yeah, we have to let those foreigners know that we Chinese people are not easy to bully!”The people on the stage were in an uproar.
Every member of the Hope Primary School team felt a surge of emotions after hearing this. An unprecedented pressure rushed over them. Each of them felt that they had a sacred mission. They only had one goal-to win the game!
“Oh,great,beatyouropponent,likeanantmill,oh,greatplayers,inthecourseofdefeatyouropponent! (Ah, great heroes, crush your opponents like ants. Ah, great players, crush your opponents on the field!）”At this moment, the foreign fans shouted arrogantly.
"F * ck, what language is he speaking? Seeing those yellow-haired monsters being so smug makes me angry.”Deng Chao, who was sitting on the substitutes 'bench, complained deeply," Xiaotian, what do you think the teacher is looking at? Others might not know you, but I know you. Just that move you showed on the school football team last year. Sigh, that was a shock! Three hundred meters away, three volleyed shots were shot, and the goalkeeper, Pig-Head, was so beaten up that he couldn't find his way to the north.”
Yang Xiaotian, who was sitting next to him, did not feel anything after being praised by Deng Chao. He only smiled faintly.
"Hey, who does that Meng Xiaofeng think he is? He can fight, but can he play football? I think it's better to kick him." Deng Chao laughed coldly at the mention of this. He then turned to look at Yang Xiaotian. Seeing that he was still doing his own thing and acting as if he had nothing to do with it, Deng Chao was immediately enraged."I say, Little Tian! Why are you acting like a block of wood, not angry at all?”
"Why should I be angry?" Yang Xiaotian replied indifferently.
" You…" Deng Chao was so angry that he couldn't speak…
With a crisp whistle, the referee in yellow sportswear waved his hand, and the first half of the game began...
Swoosh! Swoosh! The red and blue teams were like taut hanging arrows, flying out at the same time the moment the ball was released…
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