Rongguang rushed to this middle school near his home with football all the way.

The guard at the door just glanced at him and did not stop him.

In order to facilitate physical exercise in nearby situations, this middle school is open to the public during the holidays.

It's summer vacation now, so there are many people here to exercise.

But most of it is in the morning because it is cooler.

Not many people came here in the afternoon.

Rongguang came in the morning and afternoon, and it has been two days since he was here, and the old man outside the door recognized him.

Anyway, the house matters are done, and he has nothing else to do. While waiting to go home, why not train here

For this reason, he also bought a football in a stationery store near the school.

But when he walked around the teaching building with his football and came to the playground behind the teaching building, he found that there were a lot of people on the playground this afternoon.

There were two gangs who got together, clearly separated, and seemed to be quarreling, loud voices and abundant body language

"Why should we let you? We came first?"

"Isn't it just that I'm not concerned about coming first and coming later?"

The group of people on the left are wearing colorful jerseys, with a slightly shorter figure than the person opposite and a tender voice.

As soon as you look at their faces, you will know that they are a group of middle school students.

The tall and big people on the opposite side not only wore uniform jerseys, but also had almost twice as many people as the other party.

They were aggressive.

"If you ask you to let me, let me talk so much nonsense? We will compete tomorrow, and we will train today. This is a serious matter."

"What are you guys playing with? "

Neither side gave in and just pushed forward.

Young people are full of energy, and it is common for them to take action if they have a disagreement.

It was almost time for both sides to have a group fight on the playground and use their fists to determine the ownership of the venue.

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked into the stadium and scolded the tall and big players: "What does it look like to compete with children?"

"Coach, we ask them to give in. We want to train, they don't." The uniformly dressed player pointed at the group of middle school students and complained.

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the group of middle school students.

He said with a straight face: "That's right. We have a game tomorrow and we need to borrow the venue to train temporarily, so please let me go."

He said this without any doubt, and he had no intention of discussing with the other party at all.

This tone that is not negotiable at all made middle school students very dissatisfied.

Children are young and energetic, and they are soft but not hard. If you talk to them well, they will be embarrassed to compete with you.

But if you make a fuss with them, they will definitely face you.

So the unfriendly tone of the middle-aged man made the students very upset. Someone whispered loudly at that time: "Why? We come first and you need to train. There is still half of the court. We only used half of the other half. Is the other half not enough for you?"

Seeing that the other party was tough, the middle-aged man said, "How about this, we can play a game for twenty minutes, and whoever loses will give in. What about it? Is this fair and reasonable?"

He said as he spread his hands out.

The students gathered together to discuss and agreed to the middle-aged man's idea.

"But we have one less person." The student asked a condition. "Can we add individuals?"

The middle-aged man seemed very generous in this matter: "Of course, you can do whatever you want. If you don't have anyone, we can give you one."

The students shook their heads, then pointed to the glory who was watching the fun outside the field with the football in their arms and said, "No, we want him."

The middle-aged man glanced at the glory of standing on the sidelines, looking like a crowd, and didn't take him much to heart. He nodded: "It doesn't matter, you can do whatever you want. If you lose in the twenty-minute game, you have to give up the venue."

After saying that, he turned around and walked back to his players, shouting: "I'm still standing there, preparing for the game."

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Rongguang saw someone pointing at him suddenly, but he didn't understand what was going on. Some of the students ran to him.

"This classmate, that, can you help us play a game?"

Rongguang pointed at himself in surprise and asked, "Me?"

The other party nodded: "Yes, we are only one person short... I see that you play football too, so I hope you can help me. It's so hateful over there. It's clearly what we arrived first. They will let us go away as soon as they come.

Rongguang thought this was really fun, and he didn't expect that he would have a chance to play the game when he returned to China.

So he nodded: "Okay, then I'll help you with one free game."

The other party noticed that Rongguang was talking about "free", so he asked: "Does the classmate charge money for football?

Rongguang said: "Of course, there are two thousand in one battle."

The students laughed: "Classmate, you are really good at joking haha."

Rongguang also laughed with them, as if he was really joking.

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The middle-aged man called his people together and briefly ordered: "You are going to participate in the amateur league, and you won't be able to even play a group of students, right? Fight the battle in ten minutes, hurry up, we will also practice with the people of Shenlian."

A group of players agreed indifferently.

They are teams participating in the Shanghai Amateur League. Although they are amateur teams, they are also well-trained. They don’t take this group of students who are obviously playing tricks seriously.

Their results were also good in the amateur competitions in Shanghai, and it was a piece of cake to deal with such a group of rabbles.

But the reason why they have good grades is not because they are well-trained.

But there are other secrets.

The middle-aged man caught the players onto the court, then walked to another middle-aged man who was watching the show next to him, took out a cigarette and handed it to him: "I'll let you laugh at me, Xiao Li."

The person named Xiao Li waved his hand and did not pick up the cigarette, but smiled slightly: "So I said you should find a fixed venue to train quickly. It's not a big deal to run around like this."

"Oh, I'm tight, there's no way, the conditions are a little harder. We can't compare to you. Practice in Shenlian's training base, and that condition... I'm not saying anything."

Xiao Li shook his head: "Our training conditions are far inferior to those of European teams... They are called professionals."

The middle-aged man laughed and glanced at the strong young men behind Xiao Li. "There will be a hard time tomorrow's game. After clearing the venue later, let them go up and practice with the team. Don't worry, I will agree with the little bastards and make them lighter..."

Xiao Li smiled and said, "It's nothing, just practice normally."

While we were talking, the game on the court was about to begin.

Just looking at the two sides of the game, it is clear which one is stronger and which one is weaker.

The opponent is tall and strong, and even the team uniform agrees, wearing the Argentine national team jersey.

And Rongguang's side is like a group of miscellaneous soldiers.

The clothes they wore were all kinds of, including various team uniforms, and Rongguang, which was directly a round-neck T-shirt and big shorts.

The players are also not as tall as possible.

Just looking at this lineup, you can imagine the end of the game.

No wonder the middle-aged man dared to tell his players that the battle ended in ten minutes.

Rongguang stood on the court, and his teammates beside him asked him: "Classmate, where did you play?"

Rong Guang straightens his chest: "Forward"

In Sao Paulo, he will not be a striker, he will have the addiction to a striker on this playground.

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No one was the referee, and there was no whistle. Both sides went up to punch, and those who lost took the edge, and those who won started.

This is how amateur competitions are, without paying attention to those messy rules.

The "miscellaneous army" where Glory is located loses the kick-off right.

The opponent kicks off.

The opponent's forward knocked the football forward without even passing it back. The second forward dribbled the football directly.

As if to show off, he dribbled the ball and wiped it from Glory.

Rongguang was not prepared enough for this and still stood there without any reaction.

"Huh?" He looked back at the No. 9 player in a daze.

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"Puff" The middle-aged man couldn't help but sneer when he saw the glory being passed.

Just such an idiot-like opponent, still want to compete with us for venues?

Tell you well, don't listen, I have to show my eyes on the court once

The slightly younger coach didn't take the game seriously. He turned around and signaled to several young men following him to warm up.
To be continued...