green mercenary

Chapter 15

In the early morning of the next day, Bai Xiaotian took Zheng Hao's car to the primary school attached to Master Shen.Although it was the weekend, many people came to the school crowded with their children.The old security guard at the gate had to open the other gate to avoid crowding and stampede accidents.

Zheng Hao parked the car in an old community, and asked Bai Xiao to get off the car.

"Hey! Your child is too big, don't go in!" The old security guard stopped Zheng Hao and Bai Xiaotian.

"Uh, uncle, we're not here to compete." Zheng Hao revealed his identity and communicated with the uncle before he was allowed to enter.

The uncle looked at the backs of Zheng Hao and Bai Xiaotian and muttered: "If I see you playing, you will be finished!"

Although Chen Haoran, Huang Musen and Huang Yu were all wearing sneakers today, they did not wear the team uniform of Mala Xiangguo.Huang Musen hung a whistle around his neck, while Chen Haoran and Huang Yu each held a flag.

"Hey! Ah Huang, Hao Ran, Huang Yu! Who do you see coming?" Zheng Hao greeted from afar.

"Yo? Xiaotian is back?!" Huang Musen's dark and thin face showed two rows of white teeth the moment he saw Bai Xiaotian.

All three people gathered around, except for Chen Haoran who was the manager of Zheng Hao's lobby, the other two were college students.Moreover, in order to maintain the expenses of himself and his girlfriend, Huang Musen often goes to the countryside to play games and take the children to play football in his spare time.

"Xiaotian, why haven't you become the main player in the National Youth League?" Chen Haoran teased, putting his arms around Bai Xiaotian's neck.

Bai Xiaotian pinched his nose to prevent inhaling too much body odor.Pushed Chen Hao away with his elbow and said, "Even if it's a substitute who abuses you, it's easy!"

"Huh? The tone is not small, do you want to try it?" Chen Haoran of 188 is of course not afraid of Bai Xiaotian who is 6 cm shorter than him.But he knew that when fighting with Bai Xiaotian in the frontcourt, he definitely lost more than he won. After all, Bai Xiaotian is a professional athlete.

"Okay, okay, don't beg for abuse as soon as you meet. Today is the children's competition, let's all cheer up, we can't get hurt if we bump into each other, or it will be difficult!" Huang Yu came over to smooth things over.

"Cut, how can you not get injured in a football game? Even if you are not allowed to be injured, you still have to participate in a P game?" Chen Haoran curled his lips, obviously expressing his dissatisfaction with this regulation.

Due to the care of Master Shen, the Primary School Attached to Master Shen has covered the playground with a layer of fake grass. This kind of configuration is considered top-notch in the city's playground.It's a pity that it is a primary school site, and the circle is only more than 200 meters long.

Give out team uniforms to the children, and a large group of parents catch them and put them on.

Bringing the children to the husband on weekends is a sign of progress for women in this era.And the elders who brought their children to the competition were disappointed when they found that no young women brought their children.

"Little Tuzi, give me a good kick on the court, whoever refuses to accept it will kick, who knows? Don't destroy our family's prestige!"

"Guo Xiaobao, be smart on the court, don't just watch the ball, watch people too, don't touch them"

"Xiaoqian, you must not let the opponent know about the goal? Don't be afraid, Dad is watching you from the sidelines!"

The parents said some words of encouragement to their children. Although some were afraid that their children would be injured, they mostly asked their children to give it a go and play happily.

"Ah Huang, what's going on here? A battle of wheels?" Bai Xiaotian approached Ah Huang and asked quietly.

"Uh, about the same. Most of our Mala Xiangguo youth team has received basic football training, and there are also a few youth football teams. Therefore, the overall strength is still very strong. And the attached primary school has students who love football, from the third grade to the sixth grade. So when many parents sign up, there is no limit on the number of substitutions."

"Well, that's fine, everyone has a chance to play and kick. But our team has so few kids, can we hold on?"

"You don't have to worry about that. The kids in our team have received professional training. They not only have top-notch skills, but also have great physical fitness."

"By the way, who organized this competition?" Bai Xiaotian was still very curious. Being able to borrow the venue of the elementary school to hold the competition on the weekend, just relying on the face of the business world is not easy.

"Of course it's the principal of the attached primary school! He's a fan himself, and there are children at home who like to play football. He heard that our youth team is not weak, so we organized this competition to let the children show their faces."

"Oh? That means there are related households?" Bai Xiaotian is still very sensitive to such things while playing within the system.

"That's right, look, it's that fat kid named Yang Xiaowen. The principal's nephew, the grade director's son!"

"Your circle is really chaotic!" Bai Xiaotian curled his lips.

"Don't tell me, if today's parents don't like playing football, who would dare to let their children play football?"

"Well, I hope that little guy's footwork will be better." Bai Xiaotian spread his hands and expressed his blessing.

With Huang Musen's whistle, the children of the attached team passed the ball to their teammates, which also completely detonated the cheers of relatives and friends on the sidelines.

"Gouzi, go! Shoot, shoot!"

"Steel egg, guard against him, quickly guard against him!"

"Xiaobao, come on! Xiaobao, come on!" There were cheers and cheers from the sidelines.A buddy wearing a shirt stopped to drink some water to moisten his throat, and asked the person next to him: "Dude, why don't you help your child cheer?"

"Oh, my son is also called Xiaobao."

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A group of untrained, not the same age and the same class affiliated team quickly missed the ball, and was intercepted by the blue whirlwind of Mala Xiangguo in the backcourt.

The members of the Mala Xiangguo Junior Team are generally a head taller than the children in the attached primary school, and they are organized in an orderly manner and pass the ball well.After a while, the ball came to the right.

Wearing a No. 11 blue jersey, Mala Xiangguo stepped on the ball with his foot on the sidewalk. A child from the attached primary school ran towards the football from the midfield, intending to grab the ball.

No. 11 of the blue team watched the opponent's defender run over desperately. The moment he stretched his foot, he flicked the ball with his left foot and accelerated along the sidewalk.At this time, another small defender wearing a red jersey also ran up the sidewalk, intending to grab the ball.

The No. 11 teenager of the blue team took the ball without haste. He paused when the opponent ran in front of him.

Bai Xiaotian's eyes lit up when he saw the ball. He has excellent body coordination ability, and he can do it smoothly while dribbling the ball. Bai Xiaotian thinks that he can't do such a dribble at this age.

The blue team's No. 11 dribbled the ball into the penalty area after going down the bottom, and after a teammate in the penalty area hit the wall, he directly kicked the ball vigorously into the net.The Mala Xiangguo Junior Team took the lead shortly after the opening.

Subsequently, every few minutes a player from the attached primary school was replaced, and every few minutes the blue team would score a goal.After halftime, the Mala Xiangguo Junior Team was already leading 6-1.And the conceded goal was half sold and half given away, and Xiaowen, the second generation official from the attached primary school, scored.

"How is it? Our seedlings are not bad, right?" Huang Musen said proudly.

"That's right, is that from the youth team?" Bai Xiaotian asked, pointing to No. 11 who was walking towards the sidelines.

"That's right, I called here to let you see and see. Let's see what the future star of our Mala Xiangguo looks like!" Huang Musen opened his mouth and called out a name that made Bai Xiaotian's jaw drop. "Chengdong! This way, come here!"

As soon as Huang Musen finished speaking, the little guy with an inch head, wearing a blue sportswear and a pair of Adidas football shoes, ran over directly.After taking a few breaths, he said. "Coach, what instructions do you have?" The little guy ran to Huang Musen and stood still, it was obvious that he was a professionally trained child.

"Coach?" Bai Xiaotian looked at Huang Musen in surprise.

Huang Musen looked at Bai Xiaotian proudly, "How about it, I am the coach of the Mala Xiangguo Junior Team. I want to join the Mala Xiangguo team if this kid is good in the future!"

Bai Xiaotian ignored Huang Musen's complacency, but squatted down to ask this serious little guy. "What's your name, kid?"

"Zhang Chengdong! Gong Chang Zhang, Kou Wang Cheng, Mu Dongdong, Zhang Chengdong!"

Bai Xiaotian carefully looked at his face, and reconfirmed that this is the young Portuguese player from the second generation.

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Yesterday I was doing manual work to earn some extra money, but I wasted a whole piece of material and hurt my finger with a cardboard. Sorry for the slow typing today.

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