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Chapter 77 Conflict
Becoming the worst-performing team among Yunjiatianyu's five teams made the children in the 89-year-old echelon a little depressed for a while. Although it didn't affect the state during training, they were all a little listless.

Especially on the first day after they returned to school, when Ning Xi, the only girl in the class, asked them how the result of the competition was, all the nearly forty students in the class blushed and shut their mouths tightly.refused to say a word.

Seeing their expressions, Ning Xi knew that their grades would not be too good—otherwise, with the usual enthusiasm of these boys, if they got good grades, they would have been praised to the sky long ago—but Miss Ning naturally had her own way. After the first culture class, she asked Long Bisheng this question—she knew that Long Bisheng was honest, and she would definitely not lie.

"We didn't play well." Long Bisheng replied honestly: "We lost in the semi-finals and won No.3."

"No.3." Ning Xi was a little disappointed. Although this result was not bad, for Yun Jiatianyu, who claimed to be the best in youth training in the country, entering the finals was just a task.

"Then how are you doing? Did you play? Did you score a goal?" Ning Xi asked her tablemate with concern.

Long Bisheng stopped talking and lowered his head again.

Seeing his appearance, Ning Xi knew that his performance was not going to be much better. Just as she was about to comfort him a few times, a classmate in front of her turned her head and snorted coldly: "He? It was him, we lost in the semi-finals!"

Long Bisheng's head lowered even lower. In fact, the words of this student also represented the aspirations of some students, especially the few students who were not selected for the competition. They were not convinced that Long Bisheng, whose performance in training was lower than theirs, was selected. Long Bisheng's poor performance in the semi-finals gave them room to vent their dissatisfaction.

"What are you talking about? Can you lose the game by yourself?" Ning Xi raised her brows and said angrily. She had been at the same table with Long Bisheng for a month. She knew that Long Bisheng was a very honest person. Being bullied by such a person always makes people with a sense of justice very angry. Ning Xi's sense of justice is obviously not weak.

The classmate choked for a moment, and quickly said unconvinced: "Ask him! In the semi-finals, the coach asked him to play the main force and the core. As a result, our offense was a mess, and Shanghai scored two goals. As soon as we replaced him in the second half, we had an advantage. If we didn't concede two goals in the first half, we would definitely win the game!"

Ning Xi didn't know what to say. After all, she hadn't watched the game, and Long Bisheng's lowered head made the statement more believable. However, she didn't know how to refute it, which meant that no one knew how to refute it. Immediately, the surroundings jumped out: "Is it interesting? It's not over! Everyone is in a bad mood after losing the game, but is it Aaron's fault?"

"Why is it not his fault alone? If the coach doesn't let him be the core, then our offense in the first half will definitely not be without threat at all!"

"You also know that it was arranged by the coach? If the coach made a mistake, it is the responsibility of the coach. What's the matter with Aaron?" Dai Guangming said righteously: "Have you seen how hard Aaron worked on the field? He only played half of the game, but when he left the field, his jersey was dirtier than any of us! He worked hard. Why do you criticize someone who has worked so hard?"

"What are you doing? Isn't your partner in dormitory [-] a bully?" In such a football school, everyone naturally has their own small circle. As soon as the surroundings and Dai Guangming stood up, several classmates who were friends with this classmate also immediately stood up.

"Speak well, let's discuss and discuss." Hu Gandang stood up, and slowly walked between the two groups of people: "We are playing football, not fighting. Even if we want to talk, we should talk in a discussion manner... Loud voice does not mean that you are justified, and hard fists do not necessarily prove that you are good... You can rest assured that we will not bully others with our strength or use our fists to bully others, but if others want to compete with us, we will not be afraid."

As soon as Hu Gandang finished speaking in a slow manner, Li Jie behind him clenched his fists in a demonstrative "gaba gaba", and the other big man Wu Bufan smiled honestly, but no one dared to ignore his existence.

At this time, other people discovered that dormitory [-] is not only the dormitory with the strongest average strength in this grade, they don’t seem to be afraid of anyone even in fights—the four muscular men Long Bisheng, Wu Bufan, Hu Gandang, and Li Jie are enough to frighten a large number of people just by standing out.

"We are all classmates, so we can talk about things. There's no need to make such a fuss." Dai Guangming said lightly: "When we lost that game, everyone on the field was responsible. Aaron did not perform well, but is there any player who can always perform well? And everyone has seen his performance in the third game of the group stage. Chen Yongjun, can you say that it was a mistake for the coach to put him in the squad?"

Chen Yongjun, the classmate who was the first to attack, bit his lip and fell silent.

"Aaron, lift up your clothes and let them see your ribs." Hu Gandang said coldly: "Aaron is not only the hardest one in our training, but also the most desperate one in the game! In that game, we didn't have a few successful passes, but he was always competing with those Shanghai defenders! There was a corner kick, and the opponent directly elbowed him on his ribs when he took off! That was really cruel, Aaron told me yesterday, He almost didn't lose his breath! But he got up without saying a word, and continued to compete! Now his ribs are still bruised! If someone loses the game because he doesn't work hard in the game, then I dare to be the first to stand up and beat him! But who can say that Aaron didn't work hard in the game? You? You?"

Long Bisheng pointed at them one by one, and the people he pointed to avoided his gaze. Ning Xi silently lifted up Long Bisheng's shirt, and a scary purple scar immediately appeared in front of everyone.

"Don't talk about it." Long Bisheng raised his head, his eyes were a little red: "I didn't play well in that game. Apart from my header and my body, I was useless on the field... In the future training, I will definitely work harder on my footwork skills and breakthrough pass ability, and try not to drag everyone back in the future. If the coach gives me another chance to play, I will perform better. I'm sorry, everyone."

"Why say I'm sorry!" shouted around: "You didn't do anything wrong at all! Poor performance is a matter of ability, not attitude! We are still young, and we have enough time to make up for the lack of ability! It's not that we lost the World Cup final, so is it necessary to apologize like this? Is it necessary to apologize to them? Besides, even if you lose the World Cup final, so what? Live as usual, and no one will shoot you! This is China, not fucking Colombia!"

"Let's not say a few words, everyone. If you lose the game, no one will be in a good mood." Liu Lin stood up to smooth things over, with a smile on his face. He was very popular with everyone, and the tense atmosphere immediately improved a lot when he came out: "Besides, losing is not anyone's responsibility. What's the use of us arguing here? Let's break up, let's break up, or it will be bad if the teacher sees it later. Don't forget that our school's school spirit is very strict. We don't want to be expelled for fighting, right? "

The last sentence made a difference. Being able to enter Yunjia Tianyu Football School is a rare thing in itself, and Yunjia Tianyu Football School is also quite cruel to students who are expelled from the school. Basically, this student will not have a chance to enter the school again.

The crowd slowly began to disperse. Seeing that a possible conflict was about to disappear, Chen Yongjun finally said: "Then let's forget about it today... Don't think that I am afraid of you, the dragon will win, you have to be glad that this is not Colombia."

As soon as this sentence was said, there was a loud shout in the classroom.

"Shut your beak!" It wasn't Hu Gandang and Li Jie who suddenly got angry, but Dai Guangming, who always seemed gentle and refined. He picked up the textbook on the table and threw it at him: "There is no end to it? What kind of skill is bullying honest people? You have the guts to attack me!"

"You fucking dare to hit me?" The textbook just hit Chen Yongjun on the forehead, and he yelled while covering his forehead. A few people who had a particularly good relationship with him rushed up immediately, pushing and shoving with Li Jie, Wu Bufan, Hu Gandang and others who were blocking Dai Guangming.

There was a sudden chaos in the classroom, and the conflict soon began to escalate. People from the two sides had already started to wrestle together. If it weren't for the neutral students who accounted for the majority, they rushed over to stop them and separate them. I am afraid that the movement outside the classroom would have known.

"Stop the fight! The teacher is here!" The students who were watching the wind outside ran in, and the two groups immediately separated, and each sat down in their own seats——in the end, it was the teacher's power that resolved the conflict.

Chen Yongjun, who had a red and swollen forehead, cast a bitter look at Long Bisheng and the others, and spat out a few words: "We can't finish this matter!"

"Okay, let's wait, it's Wen and Wu who made the way!" The surrounding immediately responded: "Now think about how to tell the teacher, think about finding a reason to explain how the injury on your forehead came about!"

At this time, the teacher opened the door and walked in, and said in surprise: "It's quite quiet in the classroom today."

The surroundings giggled and laughed, Chen Yongjun covered his scars with his hands, and gave Long Bisheng and the others a unwilling look.

(End of this chapter)