The vest is still solid today

"Nervous?"

Yu Yu leaned against the door of the bathroom with her hands in her pockets, watching Du Xu splash cold water on her face.

"Just kidding, when did you get nervous?" Du Xu shook his head, turned off the faucet, wiped his hair twice with his wet hands, made a hairstyle for himself, and posed POSS in front of the mirror as if no one was there. The uncle passing by was stunned.

Du Xu had admired his prosperous beauty enough, turned his head and asked Yu Yu, "Am I handsome?"

Is this person's nervous way just endless smug beauty?

Yu Yu shook her head helplessly, "Nine points."

"A perfect score of [-]?" Du Xu admired the person standing behind him in the mirror, and admired his own hair by the way.

"Out of one hundred."

It was less than half an hour before the start of the semi-finals. Du Xu didn't know where the world had evaporated, and he didn't return the penguin. Coach Cui simply sent Yu Yu out to find someone.

"Honey, aren't your standards too harsh?" Du Xu took a tissue paper from the paper box on the sink, blotted the water stains on his face, crumpled the wet tissue and threw it into the trash can , "Three points - go back."

The two walked all the way back to the lounge. The noise outside was so loud that it could be heard in the corridor.

"It's so lively outside?" Yu Yu asked suspiciously, "Did there not be so many people during the Chinese Championships?"

"It's a holiday, there are always more people, and there are more seats in the stands of the university football field than in the middle school." Du Xu said, suddenly stopped at the door of the lounge, looked at Yu Yu and wanted to say something to him, "Yu Yu, I……"

At this time, the lounge door was suddenly pushed open, and Cui Yang poked his head out and urged, "You two, come in as soon as you get back, and deploy tactics! Hurry up, don't dawdle!"

"We'll talk about it later after the game is over." Yu Yu patted him on the shoulder.

"No." Du Xu took a deep breath, "We will talk about it after we win the championship."

"In the last game, our opponent was more defensive, so we adopted a four-three-three formation that was more offensive, but this game is not so easy to win."

Cui Yang took off the whiteboard and laid it flat on the ground, surrounded by a circle of players. He took the whiteboard marker handed over by Yang Fan, drew a simple schematic diagram of the stadium with a black pen, and marked the positions of the players in red, "This time we Mainly adopt the [-] formation, change to diamond formation as the main form, and use inverted triangle formation and positive triangle formation as the auxiliary depending on the situation. The former is suitable for strengthening defense after leading and counterattacking properly, and the latter is generally pressing when falling behind—if the situation is not possible I'll call a timeout when I'm in control."

Wen Chengwu said: "Coach, we haven't practiced [-] for a long time...and isn't that for the finals?"

"If you can't make it to the semi-finals, what do you think about the finals? Back in the middle and our old opponents for many years, there were about [-] practice matches played last year-their coach and I graduated from the same school back then." Cui Yang snorted through his nose, "That old bald lady!"

No one dared to say anything in the lounge, and waited silently for the coach to vent his anger on "Old Baldy" before continuing to confirm the formation.

Fortunately, Coach Cui didn't get angry for too long, "According to my previous style, at this moment, if I want to be safe, I might choose [-] or [-]——Bald Piao must have guessed that way."

Yu Yu couldn't bear her psychological curiosity, so she chose the person most likely to know the answer and asked, "What happened to the coach just now?"

"It's said that Coach Cui and the coach in Huizhong are rivals in love." Yang Fan lived up to Yu Yu's expectations, and he shared gossip in a low voice, "Even if it's our Coach Cui who hugged the beauty back, who would like to see an old rival in love for many years?" Do you always overwhelm yourself in your career? Don’t talk about men—even women don’t like it!”

Sports special students generally do not have high grades. Although Huimin Middle School is also a provincial key point, its admission score is lower than that of the No. [-] Middle School. Coupled with the policy of giving priority to minorities, the number of talents recruited is naturally higher than that of the No. [-] Middle School, which refuses to lower the score line even if it dies. .

Yu Yu recalled Du Xu's final grades. It's hard to imagine that his grades are considered to be the best among the sports students. If you work hard, you can get into the second line of science. As long as you play well, you won't get 985 or 211. question.

Just like what Du Xu himself said——as an academic student, a pass in mathematics is about equal to a bright future.

"Of course, it's up to you to perform on the spot. It's useless to plan carefully before the game. We are a football game, not a math test. There are thousands of changes on the field. Sometimes the players who know the situation best are you on the field. , we coaches are only responsible for pouring cold water on your blood.”

Cui Yang said, hanging the small whiteboard back on the wall, "Finally, don't think that we have won them in the finals of the China Championships, people will improve, every game is a new beginning, the China Championships They lost to us by one point last time, this time they probably beat us by two."

The minute hand pointed to the number eleven, and the staff knocked on the door to notify the No. [-] Middle School to prepare to play. Cui Yang finally told the eleven starters: "It's still the same old saying, a proud soldier must be defeated. I hope every player can adjust their mentality-go. Alright, let's play."

Coach Cui reminded Du Xu with something in his words. Du Xu met his eyes and saluted with a smile.

Opening coin toss, four kick-offs in the first half.

Yin Junzhe looked at the eleven members of No. [-] Middle School from beginning to end, and his eyes stopped for a few seconds on Wen Chengwu's injured foot.

There was a referee standing on the side, who couldn't openly give people the middle finger and pass on his ancestral grave, Du Xu sneered: "Don't fucking think that dyeing your hair is the protagonist, even if you dye your head into a rainbow, you can't win us."

"Don't get me wrong, for me personally, it doesn't matter whether I win 'you' or not, as long as I can win you." Yin Junzhe shrugged and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear, "I see your text The captain’s foot injury healed quite quickly, but I don’t know if he could recover so quickly if his head was injured—there’s no news about Captain Yi from junior high school, right?”

"You fucking——" Du Xu glanced at Yu Yu on the sidelines from the corner of his eye, and forcibly suppressed the second half of the swear words.He didn't look at Yin Junzhe again, but turned to Wen Chengwu, "Captain, when you meet Yin Junzhe, be careful...he came out at 38."

Wen Chengwu still remembered his foot injury, and instantly understood what he meant, and his face became serious, "I know, but don't think too much, people who come out of 38 may not all play dirty balls."

Du Xu sighed, he knew his teammates would react like this.

A long whistle sounded, and the referee issued a signal. The center forward of the No. [-] Middle School kicked the ball in the center of the court to the half court, and the game officially started.

The starting lineup sent by the No. 15 Middle School today is their most powerful combination. The formation changed smoothly. They scored points in less than [-] minutes of the opening, and then according to the tactical arrangement, the diamond formation changed to an inverted triangle, and they pursued more security.

On the opposite bench area, coach Huizhong stared at Cui Yang viciously, as if he had swallowed a mouse alive.

Cui Yang ignored him, frowned and looked at the field, "I always feel that the situation is not good."

"The formation is very successful." Yang Fan stood on tiptoe and looked around, "This is the first time we have used [-], so far we have not made any mistakes."

Yu Yu said abruptly, "It's a bit bad."

"Student, you're improving so fast." Yang Fan looked at him in surprise, "Sometimes I can't keep up with the trainer's train of thought!"

Yu Yu shook her head and explained: "I don't know much about football, but I think Du Xu is a little nervous."

Yang Fan: "..."

Does that mean you know more about Du Xu?

If it weren't for the competition now, she would have gone to the forum to scream a long line of groundhogs.

"That's right." Cui Yang agreed, "Du Xu, who was replacing the seat just now, rushed too far. At least half of his attention was on Yin Junzhe. Even if the other party was the key object of defense, he was a bit too far."

Yu Yu asked, "Is it a big influence?"

"It's huge." Cui Yang said, "No matter how well the core players perform, it will affect other teammates."

"Isn't Du Xu the core of tactics?" Yu Yu keenly caught the coach's words.

"Wen Chengwu is the core of tactics. How could it be him? Letting him play freely will show his advantages." Cui Yang wanted to curse when he mentioned this, and the small veins on his forehead jumped happily, "Du Xugao joined the team When he was playing, the only tactic he would use was to kick a few times blindly—don’t care how he kicked, or which goal he ran to, anyway, the last ball would just go into the opponent’s goal, freer than a free man! If you hadn’t read the report , I can't believe he played as a winger!"

Yu Yu almost laughed out loud.

Cui Yang felt exhausted, waved his hand and said angrily: "His basic tactical literacy has been cultivated in the past year and a half, and from time to time he has a convulsion to challenge the hearts of our middle-aged and elderly people—Wen Cheng in the finals of the China Championships." If Wu is not on the field, no one cares about him. He came up with a bad idea there, except for the goalkeeper, and ran to the opponent's half. Now that I think about it, I want to give him a big slap."

Yu Yu was overjoyed in his heart, and on the surface he maintained his aloof image, "Didn't you win?"

Cui Yang said angrily, "Fortunately, he won, otherwise he would have gone to school with a slap on his back!"

The score remained at 1:0, and the back coach was impatient with the stalemate and asked for a substitution.

Cui Yang squinted, and happened to be looking up too, the two old classmates exchanged a kind smile, then turned around and scolded their team members——

Huizhong coach: "Cheer up! Let that grandson know how good we are!"

Coach of No. [-] Middle School: "Keep going! Let that bald scoop know what it means to not catch up!"

"It's just that his hairline is a bit high, so he's not bald." Yang Fan said to Yu Yu in a low voice, "He's a little handsome. When he was young, he must have been a handsome guy, the one who was more handsome than our coach."

Wen Chengwu pulled her away before Cui Yang's sharp eyes swept over her: "Stop talking, how can you praise the coach of a team from another school in No. [-] Middle School? You are politically incorrect!"

"There are still 10 minutes before the intermission. They will definitely choose a strong attack formation in order to chase the score." Cui Yang clapped his hands and focused their attention. "We keep the basic idea unchanged, and we are still seeking a stable foundation. Do your best to score."

Wen Chengwu glanced at the bench in Huizhong, "They are going to replace... Whatthefuck?"

Everyone followed him to look at the past. Yin Junzhe put on his coat and sat back and took off the knee pad on his left leg, replacing the plaster attached underneath. A player who often sat on the bench stood up.

"Is there something wrong with his leg?" Yu Yu frowned.

"Whoever cares, this is the way of heaven and good reincarnation, and the heavens will spare anyone." Du Xu's expression was a little gloating, "Your left leg was broken by him when you were in junior high school, and now it's his turn."

Coach Cui was far away, only heard a few words, and asked suspiciously: "What did you say about the fracture?"

Du Xu gave a dry cough, and explained with mixed truths: "It was during the China Championships, my buddy saw Yin Sha at 38...cough, Yin Junzhe, I heard that he was still in a wheelchair at the time, my buddy guessed he might be Broken leg."

Yang Fan: "So inspirational?"

The referee blows the whistle to remind the players of both teams to play.

Cui Yang frowned, and without waiting for him to say anything, Du Xu said sternly, "Although it's not kind to say so—let's take this opportunity to get more points, and try to prevent that grandson from catching up in the second half."

"Will he still play?" Wen Chengwu wondered.

"Definitely." Du Xu stood up and threw the towel onto the bench, "It's probably the second half."

Yu Yu watched him go all the way to the court, lowered her head and opened the drawing software on her phone, took out a stylus from the breast pocket of her shirt, drew a line draft and posted it on Weibo.

Looking at the comments that were refreshed in seconds, he remembered that he had been obsessed with it for several days, and he hadn't drawn the manga that he had agreed to.

He posted a new Weibo without guilt:

There are fish in the North

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Pigeon De once said - when you think I'm pigeonholed, I am indeed pigeonholed, which is also a kind of not pigeonholed.

The author has something to say: Yu Gezi: Let's learn how to call pigeons together, coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo.

[Thank you, Miss Ming Ruoxi, for the land mines and nutrient solution, what a sweetheart~]

Push it to receive the file "Google Players Have No Desire to Survive", a love cookie wrapped in e-sports skin

+++ Copywriting +++

After EG captain Zhou Zheng won the world championship, he capsized in the gutter of the exhibition match and was shot in the head by Shen Yao, who was more capable than him.

Two days later, player Shen Yao transferred to EG and was parachuted into the first team.

Zhou fans attacked: Which biscuit are you?Why do you ask our husband to drop a check for you?

Zhou Zheng: Quiet!This is the mother that my father spent 500 million to buy for you!

Shen Yao: ... Manager, terminate the contract, I would rather be a network administrator.

The team base was flying like dogs and dogs, and the melon-eaters bet one after another, betting when the Zhou team would rest Shen Yao.

However, what they waited for was the EG official blog that let themselves go day by day.

EG Chicken Branch: Today, there is also beautiful socialist love for food.

A year later, EG's three consecutive championships, the gangsters were unwilling, and they made rumors of discord within the team.

Reporter: May I ask what impact the joining of player Shen Yao has on you?

Teammate: From watching one person show off to watching two people show off while eating dog food.

Ridiculous level ten has no desire to survive, the old Gou is better than the great god Gong X, Gou Shigang has a mouthful, upright body, a vicious tongue, and a rookie accepts

(Zhou Zheng x Shen Yao)

+If you are an anal gun, you will eat chicken, if you don't abuse it, you won't tear it down+

+The full text is super sweet and five stars, there will be an update at [-]:[-] pm+

※Highlight warning: A love essay in the skin of an e-sports game, if you are more serious, you will lose※

As a standard rookie, Xianyu begs here to refrain from researching evidence, it is enough to see how sweet and sweet they are. XD