There is still a month to go until the district competition. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On this day, Coach Lei gathered everyone in the classroom to talk about the competition in a month.

Coach Lei said: "Students, we are going to participate in the district-level football competition next month, our Tiandu Fengtai District is a football school district, let's say that we are nearby, Xingyuan is very strong, they won the third place in the district in the last competition, and the city entered the top eight, which is an example for us to learn." ”

After a pause, he said, "We've been training for two years, do you have the confidence to surpass them!?" ”

The team members said in unison: "Yes! ”

Coach Lei continued: "Okay, since everyone has confidence, I will tell the rules of the game, and I will go to the district to draw lots in two days to know our opponent."

There is a major reform in the schedule of the competition this time, because there are a lot more schools registered this time than last time, so this time from the league format to the knockout format, the opponent and the venue of the game are determined by the draw, as long as we lose one, we have no chance. So we have to work hard to prepare and not lose every game.

The so-called knockout round is a single game to determine the winner or loser, the game can not have a draw, and the final top four teams can represent Fengtai District to participate in the city competition. ”

The team members listened thoughtfully, and they all worked hard.

"The rules of the game are nine a-side, which is the size of half a regular football field, and that's what you've been training for, the same as last year. The rest, I'll talk about it when I get back from the draw. Most of the day this month, I will be in groups, and I will choose the main team members, and everyone will work hard! ”

"Good!"

"Alright, let's all go to training."

After the training after school, Zhang Qing returned home, and his father had already put on his training clothes: "Go, follow me downstairs." ”

Yang Lan hurriedly came out of the kitchen: "Why don't you go down without eating, you let the child finish eating first." ”

Zhang Qing wiped her sweat and said to her mother, "It's okay, Mom, I'll come back and eat later." ”

Father and son went downstairs.

Zhang Zhi looked at his son's leg and said slowly: "I'll teach you a trick today, look at it!" ”

Before Zhang Qing could react, Zhang Zhi ran up with the ball, although his leg had been seriously injured before, but after so many years of recuperation and his own foundation, as well as Yang Lan's diet and feast, he recovered quite well, these few steps, it seems to be back to the core No. 10 of the year!

I saw Zhang Zhi running with the ball, running towards a tree, seeing that he was about to hit the tree, he left foot arch in front of a light flick, right foot arch forward in the direction of the ball, people passed lightly from the tree, and took another step, the left foot stepped on the ground fiercely, the right foot knee slightly bent, stretched back, a shot, the football at first like a cannonball without a trace of rotation, straight up a flat line flew over. It was about to hit the wall, and suddenly, the ball fell quickly and hit the point where the wall crossed the ground.

Zhang Qing was directly stunned, and he didn't know if he was amazed because his father's ball skills were too superb and his body recovered so well, or because of the strange trajectory of the ball.

After the demonstration, Zhang Zhi walked up to Zhang Qing: "Do you see clearly?" You try one and I'll see. ”

Zhang Qing reacted at this time, closed his eyes and thought carefully about his father's series of actions just now, and then opened his eyes and began to dribble the ball.

I saw that his body was as light as a swallow, and when he was dribbling, the ball seemed to be stuck to his feet.

The two years of basic skills training have not been in vain, Zhang Zhi sighed silently, feeling very gratified.

Almost in front of the tree, Zhang Qing followed his father's example, plucked the ball with his left foot, but his left foot level was not specially practiced, and ran to the front of his right foot after dialing, and could only touch the ball with the tip of his right foot, but the ball just continued to move forward, followed by two steps, from the right foot to shoot, because the ball touched the inside of his right foot, the ball drew a beautiful arc, and also fell on the intersection of the wall and the ground.

Zhang Zhi nodded lightly and beckoned Zhang Qing to come back: "Well, it's good to dribble the ball, it's almost with the left foot, and the arc is good, but the speed and strength are not enough, and the touch point is wrong." That's how you should ......."

In the past two years, Zhang Qing has learned to shoot in an arc through his own slow training, and the footwork control is quite stable, I originally thought that I was okay, but after watching my father's demonstration, I was already very surprised, plus his on-demand, I felt that I was still far behind, so I humbly listened to my father tell every detail.

After a few experiments, Zhang Qing has improved slightly, but compared to his father's shooting with the ball in one go, his own is still much worse.

Seeing that it was already dark, Zhang Zhi returned home with his son.

Yang Lan had already prepared dinner, the father and son hurriedly washed their hands and ate, and after eating, Zhang Qing took a shower and lay down to sleep.

After lying down, I couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning, and I kept thinking about my father's every action at night.

When he got up in the morning and came back from training, Zhang Qing secretly asked his mother Yang Lan: "Mom, do you know that Dad is so good at football." ”

Yang Lan was startled at first, and then smiled: "When your father learned to play football, you weren't born yet." ”

It is true that Yang Lan's words are absolutely true, then, he hasn't known Zhang Zhi yet, how can Zhang Qing know. However, one thing that made Yang Lan happy was that Zhang Zhi finally began to teach his son some of his skills, which means that he recognized his son's talent and hard work.

If you want Zhang Zhi to recognize his skills, the world star Lang Nadu is one, Coach Qi is one, and there are very few others.

Looking at Zhang Qing's immature face, Yang Lan said earnestly: "Son, your father used to be a very powerful football star, and when you grow up again, your mother will tell you slowly." ”

Zhang Qing frowned at first, and then nodded with a smile: "Well, Mom, I know, I went to school." ”

"Well, be careful on the road, stay safe!"

"Okay, don't worry, Mom, I'm leaving."

"Well, don't forget to eat more eggs at noon!"

"Good ......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Qing had already rushed out of the house with his schoolbag.

Yang Lan smiled and sighed, and at this time, Zhang Zhi came out of the house and saw that she was sighing, and looked at her in surprise.

Yang Lan said: "You father and son, you are really the same, that is, your son's temper is much better than yours. ”

Zhang Zhi looked helpless.

Yang Lan laughed, plunged into her husband's arms, and hugged him tightly without letting go. Facing Yang Lan, who was still coquettish to the mother of a child, Zhang Zhi was also very helpless, hugged her, and kissed her lightly on the forehead......