Chapter 8: Match-fixing?After falling asleep in the classroom, Jiang Yuan had a dream. In the dream, he participated in a football match and scored a goal. Just as Jiang Yuan was celebrating at the corner flagpole, an awkward scene occurred. For some unknown reason, the referee suddenly walked towards Jiang Yuan, leaving all the players on the scene confused. "what happened?" Jiang Yuan asked in English. At this moment, the referee suddenly reached out and slapped Jiang Yuan on the head. "I'm a bastard!" Jiang Yuan was angry and stood up. When he opened his eyes, he was standing in his seat in the classroom, and in front of him was his head teacher Wang Hairong. At this moment, everyone in the class was looking at Jiang Yuan. Their expressions were frozen, and some people were even laughing secretly. "I wipe..."
How could Jiang Yuan not understand that he was caught sleeping in class by Wang Hairong, and the one who hit him on the head was not the referee but the damn class teacher. Jiang Yuan licked his lips, thought for a while and then said: "Teacher, I...I've been under a lot of pressure recently!" "This isn't the first time I've caught you sleeping in class. I'm used to it." Wang Hairong smiled. "But I have one question that I don't quite understand, what is it?" As he spoke, Wang Hairong pointed to the football under Jiang Yuan's feet, on which the words "school team" were written with a marker. Jiang Yuan touched his head and said, "Teacher, this is a football." "Of course I know this is a football. I'm asking you, do we need a football in Chinese class?" "Hahaha!" The classmates in the class laughed out loud. Jiang Yuan raised his head slightly, thought carefully for a while, and decided to appeal to his feelings and reason. "Teacher, my major is football. Football training is more important to me than academic subjects!" Jiang Yuan doesn't have many memories of his high school teachers, but he has a deep impression of Wang Hairong. Compared with other teachers in Qingshan Middle School who punish students at every turn, Wang Hairong is a breath of fresh air. And the fact was just as Jiang Yuan expected, Wang Hairong did not make things difficult for him. "I know you were ranked first in the city when you were admitted as a football player. You have reason to be proud." "But you also have to know that even if you use football to enter university, you still need academic performance!" "It's always good for you to read more books..." Wang Hairong said earnestly.
Jiang Yuan was moved, so he pretended to be sincere and said, "Teacher, I understand." "Okay, sit down, don't sleep from now on." Wang Hairong picked up the textbook and walked towards the podium. "Students, we have just talked about one of the reasons why Li Mi wrote the Petition to the Emperor. Does anyone have anything to add?" "..." ...After school on Saturday afternoon, Jiang Yuan did not run home immediately like other students. Instead, he strolled on the school playground, kicking a football, looking very worried. Of course, he was not sad because he was caught sleeping in class, but because he was thinking about something in his mind. According to the schedule, the ZJ Province Campus Football Super League (High School Group) will begin when we return to school next week, and Qingshan Middle School is one of the three hosts of this competition. All matches starting from the semi-finals will be held at Qingshan Middle School. This competition can be said to be the highest level event that Jiang Yuan can currently access, and there will be live broadcast. The Provincial Super League is undoubtedly very important to Jiang Yuan. This will be his first step into professional football. But when he thought about the Provincial Super League, Jiang Yuan was actually a little embarrassed. According to Jiang Yuan's memory, although Qingshan Middle School is the province's top football high school, last year's championship team was eliminated in this year's quarterfinals. This made Qingshan Middle School a laughing stock among all the high schools in the province. As the host, they did not even set foot on their own school's grounds in the end. In Jiang Yuan's memory, the coach and the principal had gloomy faces and didn't say a word. The scene still lingers in his mind. Being eliminated in the quarterfinals directly led to the provincial youth team giving up the idea of selecting talents from Qingshan Middle School. The sudden setback also made Jiang Yuan finally give up the path of football. Thinking back on the past, Jiang Yuan found that there was actually no need for him to deny his talent because of a temporary failure. However, in this life, Jiang Yuan believed that he would let all the teachers and students of Qingshan Middle School watch the football team lift the provincial super trophy. If we can’t even win the provincial competition, what’s the point of talking about the top five leagues and the Champions League? Jiang Yuan has not yet fully realized that his rebirth has given him not only better football talent, but most importantly, a bigger and stronger heart. "Brother Yuan!" Just then, Lou Junhao hurried over and patted Jiang Yuan on the shoulder. Jiang Yuan was surprised and just thought that Lou Junhao just happened to pass by and said hello, but immediately Lou Junhao's expression became serious. Lou Junhao's serious expression made Jiang Yuan take it seriously. "what happened?" "Brother Yuan, I want to tell you something." A tense atmosphere swept over. Lou Junhao usually didn't speak in this tone. If he did, it must be something important. "Have you heard about the provincial competition next week? We will both start." Jiang Yuan nodded: "If you want to talk about this, of course I know. Why are you so serious? You make me nervous!" "No no no!"
But Lou Junhao immediately shook his head and continued, "In the provincial competition next week, I hope you don't pass the ball to Jin Junjie." "!" Lou Junhao’s words hit Jiang Yuan like a bolt of lightning. No, there was no such plot in the previous life? Jiang Yuan remembered that Jin Junjie was quite popular and had never offended Lou Junhao in any way. Jiang Yuan frowned: "Go on." "Brother Yuan, I didn't find you when I went to the infirmary after evening self-study yesterday, but I overheard someone talking on the phone in the bathroom about match-fixing!" "I'm sure it's Luo Jianghui's voice!" Jiang Yuan was even more confused: "No, what does Luo Jianghui's match-fixing have to do with Jin Junjie?" …… Please read, recommend, vote, monthly ticket, anything! ! !
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