The self-study class has been finished. The sunshine in the afternoon of autumn is clear, the ground is warm, and the sunlight passes through the gaps of leaves, sprinkling rays of light and shadow on the ground. The sky is far and blue, and the white clouds are like scales and feathers, which really meets the old saying "the autumn is clear and cool".

The chrysanthemums in the campus garden have already bloomed brilliantly, golden, red, purple, white, clusters, like a brocade painting, with tall elm trees and straight poplar trees, which are solemn and majestic.

Hanzhong No. 1 Middle School is a famous school with a history of more than 60 years. Premier Zhou Enlai wrote the name of "Hanzhong No. 1 Middle School" in the early 1950s. No. 1 Middle School has produced many famous people, such as Liang Junwu, Li Peigen, and famous poet Zeng Zhuo. Although the latter is not as famous as Haizi, Gu Cheng is even more famous, his poem "Tree by the Cliff" was once the favorite poem by young and middle-aged people in the early 1980s. At that time, every year, every campus was reciting this famous poem. They burst into tears and loved Zeng Zhuo from the bottom of their hearts. His fanaticism was no less than that of the star-chasing army in later generations. The founder of the modern poetry of the "July School" who lived to be eighty years old, left a romantic last word that "all this is good, all this is beautiful" before his death.

By the way, now a CCTV host, the popular Salbeining, also graduated from this school.

Where is the current poem? Lu Nan let out a sigh of relief and cheer up his spirits.

There were all students in sports on the playground, and the four basketball courts next to it were also crowded. Lu Nan walked between the boulevard and suddenly heard someone calling him.

Looking into the sound, several boys in the same class were sitting bored on the concrete floor. A football was sitting under his butt, waving his hand and calling him loudly.

"What's wrong? You didn't play football?" Lu Nan walked over with a smile and kicked the football away. Zhang Haifeng sat down on the ground, stood up with a grin, and rushed over with his fists. After a few moves, a boy named Liu Yongzhu, who was in the same dormitory as Lu Nan, said with a bitter face: "Someone is kicking, we have no place to play."

"oh?"

The football field is divided into two pieces, and there are two teams fighting on each side. This way of playing small games is popular in major campuses. The reason is that the people are easy to organize, and one team can be formed from five to seven or eight people. Moreover, the small games do not require high physical fitness and are very casual. Except for formal small games, there is no division of the first and second half. Second, there are too many games to play and there are few venues, so this kind of gameplay of the four teams playing half a game each. The same thing is the same on the basketball court.

On the field close to this side, two teams were fighting, and there was still a team resting off the court, sitting on the side watching the game sweating profusely.

In fact, this is how to play PK. Three or more teams are in the knockout match and get a ball and then they are out of the field. Those who win can keep playing on the court until they are exhausted...

Judging from the numbers, these three teams are all from the high school group. Lu Nandao: "Which class is from them?"

"One of the first class of high school <7>, the other of the first class of high school <2>."

After weighing it in his heart, Lu Nan asked, "Do you dare to kick them?"

Liu Yongzhu shook his head: "We can't kick them."

"Yes, we are three years younger than them, we can't grab the ball, and we can't run away from them."

"How do you play with them? You will definitely lose." Several boys answered verbally.

Seeing that Lu Nan had never spoken, Zhang Haifeng gritted his teeth and stepped on the football under his feet. He gently lifted it to his chest, hugged it, and said fiercely: "What are you afraid of? If you can't kick it, don't kick it? At worst, you will get injured. This is a game, not a fight!"

"Yes!" Lu Nan looked at the classmates around him with a look of fear on his face, and patted Zhang Haifeng on the shoulder: "If you don't dare to play with the first-year high school, what about the second-year high school or the third-year high school? If you are afraid of this, we will never have the chance to play football on the court."

"I dare not play, what's the future?" Lu Nan sneered: "It's just a play! I promise that as long as we play football with them today, we can play in this venue every day in the future, and we will also win the junior high school group championship, and the high school group and municipal middle school football championship in the future!"

"As long as we persist, we don't have to be afraid of anything!"

Looking at the shameful and excited faces, Lu Nan snapped his fingers and signaled Zhang Haifeng to follow him. The two of them arrived at the sidelines, and one of the teams fell off the court with a dejected look.

"Add a team!" Lu Nan pulled a man and pointed to several classmates behind him: "How about we play round-robin with you?"

"You?" The man glanced at it and was stunned: "You are from junior high school? Go and play table tennis!"

"We are here to play football." Lu Nan followed a few steps, walked to the middle of the court, stood at the kickoff point, and said to a boy who was obviously the captain of the team: "Do you dare to play with us?"

Several high school students laughed: "Be careful to hit you to death, go there, don't interfere with our kickoff."

"Betting on soda!" Lu Nan stared at the captain's eyes and said, "We are from Class 5 in the first grade of junior high school. We play a cycle with your three teams. If we lose, we will ask everyone to drink soda!"

"Really?" The captain was tall and strong, with black hair wet and sweat. He shook his hair and shook his head: "You have no chance of winning at all. Even if you are from the city football team, your age is so different, your strength and speed are much worse. How can you fight?"

"You don't have to worry about this, just promise to let us join, how about it?"

The captain reexamined Lu Nan with suspicious eyes, then looked at his teammates, turned his head and said, "Brother, how about you fight them?"

"Whatever!"

The people from another team were unhappy: "Hey, I said it's ours. If they want to play, they have to come after us. It's not okay to go to the team." Before the captain could speak, Lu Nan smiled and nodded: "Let's warm up first, and we'll get on after you finish playing."

"Does there be our soda?"

"Everything is, as long as you play all of them." Lu Nan lamented in his heart. This is not a bet on football, it is clearly a gift of soda for the other party to drink! But this investment is really unsavory. If you want to play football and practice football well, you have to play every day except training. Don't talk about anything you don't have a ball.

After leaving the venue, Lu Nan took several players to warm up, run laps, raise his legs high, expand his chest, and sprint for a short distance. After playing for a few minutes, he cheered on the court and scored a goal!

"Go!" Lu Nan waved his hand and led the way into the field, slapped the captain who was leaving the field: "Brother, thank you for your hard work, take a break and then play with us!"

The captain was stunned and scolded, "Gui Sun, do you want to win Class 7? They have two school teams, be careful not to be knocked away."

After playing on the court for an hour, Lu Nan's team was undoubtedly a bottom-skinned person. He always lost the ball after playing for a few minutes, and then had to get out of the field in shame and wait for the next cycle.

Zhang Haifeng was so tired that he couldn't breathe. Seeing that Lu Nan was sweating on his face, he seemed not too tired, he came to the front and said, "Lu Nan, you are in such good health and you are playing well in the ball. Will you join the school team in the future?"

"College team, let's talk about it later." Lu Nan rubbed his thighs and stood up: "Several people come and bring me soda."

"Ah?" Several players looked at each other. They were not rich. There were four teams in total, and each bottle of soda can cost more than ten yuan. Even if they were shared, it would be a considerable expense.

Lu Nan took out his wallet from behind, pulled out a 50-yuan shaking it: "I'll pay, you guys can do your best."

Liu Yongzhu was the first to stand up, Lu Nan handed him the money and told him to buy two boxes of soda. Zhang Haifeng pretended not to see it, but was kicked by Lu Nan in the butt: "Get out, if you don't work, you won't have to drink!"

"Why? Several of them didn't go." Zhang Haifeng dared to give up his mouth, and Lu Nan smiled and stretched out his legs to kick. He jumped and dodged and chased Liu Yongzhu.

The four people carried two boxes of soda, and as soon as they arrived, they were divided up by the players whose throats were already smoking. The two teams on the field were very excited to see the people off the field, fearing that they would drink all the soda, so they simply stopped playing the ball, and screamed and rushed to the court to grab it.

About twenty people sat on the sidelines drinking soda and chatted with enthusiasm. The captain of Class 7 of high school was Qin Guanjun, and the captain of Class 2 of high school was Sun Manchuan. Both of them were from the school team, and their playing football skills were much better than those of the same class. The overall level of the two classes was about the same level, and the other Class 1 of high school was much worse.

Due to soda, Lu Nan's appropriate and appropriate performance, and his physical strength to run on the field and his football talent far higher than his peers, the boys in the four classes quickly got closer. Qin Guanjun and Sun Manchuan were even more intimate with Lu Nan.

"Lu Nan, have you practiced before?"

"No, I came from the countryside."

"Oh." Qin Guanjun thought for a while, but was still a little confused: "There was a game where you turned around and took the ball, and then tweeted the ball past our class. The move was very handsome and you would never be able to do it after professional training."

"Yes, I saw it too. Lu Nan's movements seem to be very standardized and the protection is in place." Sun Manchuan Shen interrupted with the same feeling, "Lu Nan, you have good strength and speed and good football skills. You will definitely be able to join the school team when you are in the third grade of junior high school."

It's just a Marseille gyration, and it's a semi-finished product. Lu Nan knows his own affairs, and he has no strengths in playing football. He is just because of his good physical fitness and developed motor nerves. In addition, he played wild balls in his previous life, so his basic skills are still there.

Having said that, Lu Nan was quite happy and said modestly: "I'm just playing around, unlike you guys, they are all from the school team, with standardized technical movements, quick shots, high quality of the set ball, and stable."

Seeing that Lu Nan had a point, although there was a suspicion of flattery, the two captains still accepted it happily. Qin Guanjun asked again: "Do you want to join the school team? If you want to join, I will talk to the coach tomorrow. You will come when we train every week in the future."

"College team?" Lu Nan was not modest. Playing football is just a play. Whether or not to enter the school team is not the key. It is the most important to take the class to have fun for a few years.

"Let's talk about it, anyway, I'm still young, and now I'm nervous about homework." Lu Nan finished drinking soda on his back, put the bottle in a plastic box, and stood up: "I'll kick it tomorrow, we'll go back first!"

"Well, come here early tomorrow!" Qin Guanjun smiled and nodded: "We are waiting for your soda!"

"Hahahaha..." A group of high school students laughed in gloom.

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There is another update tonight!
Chapter completed!