There is a team called the Friendship Team

Chapter 159 I'm Just an Ordinary Student!
"Hey," Shi Zhe put down his phone, looked at Zheng Zhi and Rolex Li beside him, and said, "As expected, Shi Jie was a little angry."

"Haha, I've said it before, but you don't listen. Although Chen Ting is a player signed by our company, his own wishes come first. He and Shi Jie are the same twister! They both simply I think that I can play well in the Friendship Team, but I don’t know how important the quality of the game is to the growth of a young player! So, wait a little longer, the only variable is——If the Friendship Team is not promoted to the Chinese League Two , then... hehe." Rolex Lee said with a ghostly smile.

"Hmm..." Zheng Zhi and Shi Zhe also agreed.

Although the two of them were hired by the Chinese Football Association to coach the national team, they still worked at the Hengda Football School. As for Chen Ting, they were not purely for poaching, but also hoped that Chen Ting would play at a higher level Play for the team, make great progress, and win glory for the country.

Because judging from the current situation, Chen Ting is already a leader among the players of the same age, and he also has a leadership quality. He is a rare talent. Zheng Zhi even regards him as his successor I'm dead, I definitely don't want him to commit himself to a small club and get buried...

At this time, Tianjin Fulun Middle School is the recess time.

Chen Ting, Amber, Feng Ge and others went straight to the parallel bars next to the school playground, which was the old place where they played tennis.

Since tennis has just been confiscated by the head teacher, Mr. Wang, everyone came to the old place to simply chat and have nothing else to do...

"This Saturday, the second round of the FA Cup qualifiers will start. Our team will face Taizhou Sansheng at home. It will be another tough battle." Feng Ge said first.

"Hey, but last time Chen Ting wasn't here, this time it's different..." Amber said with a confident smile.

"Don't be too optimistic. I simply understand that we lost 2-5 in the first round. We need a score of 3-0 or more at home to advance. But Taizhou Sansheng's offense has a high point. Our players It's very difficult to defend." Chen Ting analyzed.

Having just experienced the match against the South Korean National Junior Team, Chen Ting has experienced the confrontation with the high center forward Kim Jong-cheol, and knows very well the difficulty of defending this type of high center forward.

"Then we can't be scared to death either—" Xu Mingdong was talking.

Sudden--

"Hello, Chen Ting!" The homeroom teacher Wang Miaoyu Wang suddenly came out of the teaching building, interrupted, and stopped Chen Ting.

"Ah!" Everyone was shocked, and said with fear in their hearts, "It's a good thing we didn't buy new balls, otherwise they would be confiscated again."

"Oh." Chen Ting agreed, and walked straight to Teacher Wang.

The two walked into Teacher Wang's office one after the other.

"Come, sit, Chen Ting." Teacher Wang Miaoyu pointed to an empty seat and said.

Chen Ting sat down, feeling a little nervous and at a loss, and said, "Mr. Wang, you..."

"It's like this, Chen Ting. I know you are very good. A while ago, you represented the Chinese National Junior Team in the Asian Junior Championships. You have earned a lot of face for our school. From the school's point of view, you have won honor for the school and for the country. Winning glory, whether you take the senior high school entrance examination or not depends entirely on your personal wishes." Teacher Wang said.

"I—" Chen Ting hurriedly explained.

"Don't rush to answer. Teacher Wang and Principal Diao understand you. You can choose to take the road of professional football. You don't have to worry about the school. It must be your solid backing. However, Teacher Wang has a personal request, I hope You try to keep a low profile in front of your classmates, even because of playing football, it doesn’t matter if you ask for leave and don’t come to school. The teacher has no other intentions. The students in our class are already in the second semester of the third year of junior high school, and they are about to prepare for the high school entrance examination During the critical period, they are different from you, they can only choose the normal way of studying to realize their own life value, I am worried that everyone will be affected by you, and their minds will not be on study..." Teacher Wang said earnestly.

"This..." Chen Ting understood Teacher Wang's words. Teacher Wang was tactfully persuading him to "give up" his studies so as not to affect other students. If this happened to students like An Po and Feng Ge, they might be eager to go to class. , but Chen Ting is different from them, his character is more mature and calm, he hopes to take every step of life down-to-earth.

Chen Ting thought for a moment, cleared his thoughts in his mind, and said seriously: "Mr. Wang, I understand what you mean, but in my heart, I am just an ordinary student, and the first task of a student is to do my homework well." Although my grades are not very good, I sincerely hope that the school and teachers can treat me as before, and I will work hard to prepare for the exam and take the senior high school entrance exam like ordinary students. "Reporting on the show' is also what a student should do."

Teacher Wang stared at Chen Ting, and was stunned. She never thought that Chen Ting, a mere junior high school student, could speak eloquently, but instead made herself speechless for a while.

At this time——

"Ring, lingering, lingering..."

The school bell rings.

Chen Ting immediately stood up and said, "Teacher Wang, if you have nothing else to do, I'm going back to class..."

"Well, let's go." Teacher Wang nodded.

Chen Ting nodded, turned and walked out of the office.

Watching Chen Ting leave, Teacher Wang Miaoyu said to himself: "No wonder he can enter the national junior team. I don't know about football. But judging from the communication just now, his maturity has far surpassed that of his peers. Yes, he looks very honest, but he has a clear mind and has his own ideas. He just doesn't play football, and he should be very organized in other things..."

Outside the office, Chen Ting "run wildly" all the way, and ran back to the classroom to continue the class...

In the afternoon, after school.

Chen Ting thought to himself: "She won't be able to receive the gift for Zhang Pei, so I'd better take it out and ask her address to send it..."

Immediately, Chen Ting bent down and took out the red bag from Zhang Pei's bookcase...

"Snapped!"

While Chen Ting took out the red bag, he brought out one thing.

Chen Ting took a closer look, and what fell on the ground was a letter!

With a nervous expression, Chen Ting quickly picked up the letter and opened it.

It turned out that this was Zhang Pei's handwritten letter to Chen Ting in order not to distract Chen Ting when he learned that he had transferred to another school and Chen Ting hadn't returned from participating in the Asian Junior Games.

Chen Ting silently said:

"Chen Ting, when I read this letter, I believe you have returned from Malaysia. And I may have returned to my hometown of Shanxi.

I am very glad to have met you in Fulun Middle School. We have been at the same table for more than a year. During this period, it was the happiest time for me.

I don't know much about football, but for you, I forced myself to watch a few of your Asian games.I think you are a tough man, and you are the most daring on the court!

As your deskmate, I, an ordinary student, am really proud of you!
In the future, you have to work hard, I know football is your dream.Don't give up if you have a dream, I will always cheer for you!
Goodbye by fate, don't miss

Zhang Pei"

Chen Ting put down the letter, shed two lines of tears unconsciously, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, as an ordinary campus student, I will definitely prove it to you. Campus students can also play football well!"

Chen Ting made an oath here, and from then on began his lifelong pursuit...

(End of this chapter)