my football i call the shots

"I, Zhang Ziyang, as a player of the Nanhu No. [-] Middle School football team, invite you to join our No. [-] Middle School team and compete in the Nanhu High School Football League together."

At this time, Zhang Ziyang was extremely sincere, and he was not as arrogant and domineering as Gao Yi had seen before.

"Gao Yi, there are so many witnesses around here, you can't miss the appointment."

Zhang Ziyang's smile is very friendly. While speaking, he stretched out his right palm to welcome Gao Yi, a football genius, to join him at any time.

"..."

Gao Yi was also speechless, Zhang Ziyang had been provoking himself to kick penalty shootouts for this reason.

But I have to say that I was really fooled.

"Zhang Ziyang, didn't I tell you this morning that I don't play football anymore???" Gao Yi looked at Zhang Ziyang who had made a 180-degree turn in a weird way.

Zhang Ziyang is like a lobbyist. He patiently enlightened Gao Yi: "Didn't you kick me just now? Gao Yi, a football genius like you, why would you waste your talent? No. [-] middle school team this semester Absorbed a lot of talented players, the strength is not the same as before."

"It's not about the strength of the No. [-] middle school team, but... well, I don't want to talk about it."

Gao Yi originally wanted to explain his situation, but after thinking about it, forget it, after all, Zhang Ziyang only met him on the first day, and he didn't want to let too many people know about himself.

"Gao Yi, I believe that Zhang Ziyang's ability will not be much different from that of the black bear Lin Yaocong. Just think about it, if you join No. [-] Middle School, we can become striker partners. I believe that No. [-] Middle School will not be able to play in the finals of Guangfu Province." Dream!"

Gao Yi looked at Zhang Ziyang, who was nearly a head taller than himself, and he immediately had an inexplicable expectation in his heart.

Every striker with a sense of smell will like this kind of "bridgehead" that can stand at the front and make the ball. Obviously, a player like Zhang Ziyang who has both height and body is simply a perfect choice. Although "Black Bear" Lin Yaocong has a strong Almost barbaric physical fitness, but in terms of height, Lin Yaocong is not one point or two worse than Zhang Ziyang.

A tall striker at the front is definitely a deterrent to the opponent's defense, while Gao Yi, a "chaotic master", can frequently kill the opponent's goal under the cover of the high striker. , the frightening "black bear cheetah" is such a truth.

I have to say that Gao Yi was really moved by Zhang Ziyang's invitation.

But when he thought of the black face of his old father in his family, Gao Yi's mood immediately DOMN down again.

What's the use of beating yourself up?
If the stern father in the family knew, he would definitely use the "ancestral magic stick" and destroy himself to the point that he "wouldn't dare to move his heart anymore".

Gao Yi doesn't want to see this set of "dog-beating sticks" that he has seen since childhood

"Thank you for your kindness, but forget it, I really don't have much interest in playing football now." Gao Yi rejected Zhang Ziyang again.

Since the result of the penalty shootout, more than half of the crowd who had been watching around had dispersed, and Gao Yi also had an idea.

36 counting is the best plan!

"Okay, let's not talk, I have to go home and do my homework quickly, so that's it."

Gao Yi couldn't allow Zhang Ziyang to continue talking, because he was afraid that Zhang Ziyang, a "lobbyist", would turn his heart into action.

Quickly, Gao Yi trotted to the sidelines, picked up his schoolbag and ran out of the school. His speed... was faster than he was chasing a ball on the field.

This scene also made "Little Ibrahimovic" Zhang Ziyang dumbfounded.

"This guy is really maverick, and he is still playing around."

Looking at the back of Gao Yi going away, Zhang Ziyang had no intention of catching up. After all, Gao Yi had already announced that he had "hanged up his boots" at No. [-] Middle School, and he suddenly invited him to "come back" at No. [-] Middle School. It seems a little unreasonable, but we still have to leave some time and space for Gao Yi to think about it.

Zhang Ziyang turned his head and saw the other players of the No. [-] middle school team who had been watching just now, and he immediately recovered his cold expression: "Don't watch the show, everyone, hurry up and prepare for the training session!!!"

This group of young men were obviously afraid of Zhang Ziyang, most of them started to warm up in shock when Zhang Ziyang yelled at them.

There was another one who was not afraid of death and approached Zhang Ziyang.

"Brother Yang, who was that kid just now???"

"That's right, you are so unafraid of death, how dare you challenge Brother Yang."

"Yeah, I didn't lose to Brother Yang in the end, I really asked for shame!"

……

"Go! Go! Go!!!"

Zhang Ziyang was not moved by the flattery of these young men, he saw his face sinking: "Hurry up and go to training, everyone will just talk nonsense, who was that person just now, that person is from No. [-] Middle School Cheetah, it's a fluke that I can beat him... What are you still doing here? Get out of here!!!"

Seeing Zhang Ziyang's preliminaries, these stunned youths were all shocked and quickly joined the warm-up team.

"Hey, if these guys can have [-]% of Gao Yi's strength, it will be great, and No. [-] Middle School won't be reduced to a big team in Nanhu City."

Zhang Ziyang sighed inwardly, and hurriedly threw himself into the school team's training camp.

……

"Dad, I'm back."

This time Gao Yi learned to be smart. Before entering the door, he had already scraped off the mud and sticky grass on the soles of his sneakers on the steps of the house. He didn’t dare to let Gao Xun know that he went to No. [-] Middle School on the first day to study. Regarding the matter of playing football, although in Gao Yi's opinion: this is the first time, and it should be... the last time.

"Why is it so late???"

Still with that serious face, Gao Xun seems to never show a good face to Gao Yi.

Gao Yi has never seen his father Gao Xun smile much since he was a child. No matter how high he got in the junior high school exam, he couldn't get Gao Xun an appreciative smile.

Maybe his father is paralyzed?Gao Yi thinks so.

"Uh... I have a make-up class today. The teacher said that I just transferred here, so help me make up the previous class."

Faced with Gao Xun's questioning, Gao Yi lied without changing his expression. Of course, this lie had already been brewed on the road - it was too difficult for Gao Yi to organize words to make up a lie in front of Gao Xun's eyes. It's hard to single out ten defenders on the pitch...

"Well, go wash your hands and prepare to eat."

Seeing that his lie had successfully passed Gao Xun's "verification", Gao Yi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But Gao Yi absolutely didn't know: Gao Xun's eyes were fixed on the back of his clothes while he was walking from the door of his house to the toilet... The few fake grass sticking to the back of the clothes had successfully covered Gao Yi's body. The matter of going to play football again was "betrayed"...

For this, Gao Xun was not furious, and immediately took out the "Family-inherited Magic Stick" and used the "Dog Beating Stick Technique" on Gao Yi, but there was no crackling and venomous reprimand.

On the contrary, Gao Xun didn't show any emotion, he didn't say anything, but turned his eyes back to the half-watched TV program just now.

Everything became calm, and no one knew what Gao Xun was thinking.

no one knows.