Midfielder Ruler

Tang Zheng, unstressed and troubled, fell asleep until he woke up naturally. He glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. When the time had come to 10:30 in the morning, he got up from the bed and took a sip of water on the bedside table I patted my forehead and broke the sentence: "Damn, I fell asleep for a long time!"

In fact, it is normal for Tang Zheng to return to China to sleep for twelve hours. He spent nearly thirty hours in the air, so the first thing he returned to China was to adjust the time difference. Last night, he stayed until ten at night. More time to go to bed.

When he came out of the room, there was no one in the living room, dining room and master bedroom. Apparently, both Father and Mother Tang were busy with their careers.

Tang Zheng saw a sticker on the dining table that read: Zheng Zi, parents go to work, porridge and steamed buns must be steamed before eating, remember!

He touched the porridge dish, and it was cold, not to mention the buns.

If it was put in the past, he must have stuffed the buns and porridge directly into his mouth, but now it will not. He is a professional player and his diet must be regular.

Originally he was going to take his parents to buy a new house today, but when he overslept, he simply put aside the matter of buying a house and waited until the parents were free on the weekend.

Tang Zheng habitually took a shower and sorted out his hairstyle. When he felt that he could see someone, he nodded satisfactorily and went out.

Now it is inconvenient for him to use the riverbed salary card in China. He has to find a bank to remit the foreign currency in the bank card to RMB, otherwise it is not convenient to buy a house or a car.

After everything was settled, Tang Zheng glanced down at his wrist watch. It was only 2:30 in the afternoon. When he went back and had nothing to do, he simply took the subway to Datong Middle School, the alma mater of high school.

One year later, I do n’t know what it feels like to return to my alma mater again?

He didn't know, so he came.

Since it is still during the class, foreigners need to register, so Tang Zheng is going to the guard room to fill in a simple information. After all, Datong Middle School is regarded as the top high school in the entire SH.

"Uncle Shen, don't you recognize me?" Tang Zheng looked at the uncle staring at the cameras in the surveillance.

"Huh?" Uncle Shen put on the reading glasses on the table and glanced at Tang Zheng carefully. Then he said excitedly: "Are you ... Xiao Zheng? That Tang teacher's house in the middle school?"

"Yeah, I haven't seen you for a long time." Tang Zheng smiled.

Uncle Shen stood on tiptoe and squeezed Tang Zheng's thick shoulders hardly: "I haven't seen it in a year, I'm a lot stronger. Where have I been recently?"

He knew that Tang Zheng was expelled from high school last year without mentioning scars, but looking at the brightly dressed Tang Zheng, he knew that it was valuable, so he was curious.

"I went abroad and ran to an old comrade in my dad's previous life." Tang Zheng casually found a reason to vaguely pass by.

"OK!" Uncle Shen didn't ask too much: "Then you go in, it's free to register."

"Thank you Uncle Shen."

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The school is still the original recipe, familiar taste, no change.

Tang Zheng, who entered the campus, has an inexplicable feeling. If he was not expelled from the school last year, he may have taken the college entrance examination now, ready to fill out his volunteers?

If you are not cancelled by Zhongbang, you should be lucky enough to play in the Chinese Super League?

There is no such thing in the world, Tang Zheng walks to the football field in a daze, the battlefield where he struggled for five years (three junior high school, two years high school).

Here, he won the best player and shooter of the national junior high school football league. In his sophomore year, he led the school team to win the national high school student football league championship. .

He shook his head and set aside these past memories.

There weren't many people on the football field at this time. Because of the graduation of the third year of high school, there are only about 20 high school and high school team members in training.

Tang Zheng did not walk to the whistling coach, but sat in the auditorium, watching Erlang's training with his legs bent.

To be honest, the quality of training is really weak, and the players' attention is not very concentrated.

Of course, this is only compared to the training of South America's top giant riverbed team.

It didn't take long for the women's football team that was formed last year to come to the football field, and the football field became lively.

After watching for about half an hour, Tang Zheng glanced down at the watch, and he should be able to go to the middle school to find his father.

At this moment, a football flew over and there was a sound in the air: "Be careful."

Instinctively, Tang Zheng stepped back with his left foot half a step, his arms were naturally open, and the flying football was steadily removed with his chest and his feet, and then stepped on with his feet.

At the far end, someone beckoned at him, beckoning him to kick the ball back.

Tang Zheng shrugged his shoulders, picked up the ball with his right toe, and the right foot that followed followed violently tossed past. The sound of "Bang" flew to the middle school student who was 50 meters away with a roar. It was the one who just kicked the ball and hit him in the head just now.

The middle school student didn't even think that Tang Zheng's football was fast and accurate. He reached his eyes in a blink of an eye. He just unconsciously reached for a block. The football hit his palms, and there was a big red. It hurt.

"Damn!" This middle school student is now the captain of the Datong Middle School team. He just bet on his teammates and said that he hit the Zheng Tang who was standing up in the audience 100%, but Tang Zheng's response was amazing. He was very upset.

While browsing the UC news, Tang Zheng Yu Guang noticed that a group of people stopped the way, his brows were frowned, and he looked at the middle school student headed by him: "Sun Panxi, I haven't seen you for so long, I've lost a lot of nerves."

"Are you?" Sun Panxi, who looks like Ma Xiaoyun, glanced at Tang Zheng and didn't recognize it, but the strong man behind him recognized it. He took a step forward excitedly and said in surprise: "You are-Captain ? "

Tang Zheng patted the strong guy's shoulder with satisfaction: "It's not bad, Xiaoyao, a lot of strength, did you just get the best shooter in the national high school league?"

Lu Guangyao scratched his head awkwardly, a little embarrassed: "Captain, since you left the team, the team's strength has dropped rapidly, and we haven't even entered the regional game."

"God, is he the school legend Tang Zheng?"

"Fart, what is this? People are now the mainstay of the Riverbed team!"

"Brother Zheng, I want to sign and take a photo!"

"It turns out that he is a legend of our school team!"

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At this time, many school team members recognized Tang Zheng, and the track and field track became a vegetable market in an instant.

Lin Yao, the head coach of the school team who just came out of the bathroom, saw that the players were not training, frowned, and then blew his whistle: "Why are you going to prepare for the Fudan High School Friendly Tournament soon? Why come back to train!"

But none of the players ignored him, which made him very unhappy, so he walked over.

This group of bunnies is too rude!

Even the women's football players on the other side stopped training and looked at coach Lin Yao and the far end of the court.

"Little Zheng?"

After a few tens of meters, Lin Yao, the head coach of the school team, instantly recognized Tang Zheng who stood out from the crowd.

Tang Zheng's vision was broad, and he also saw coach Lin Yao, patting Sun Panxi and Lu Guangyao's shoulders respectively, and everyone tacitly gave way.

"Long time no see, Coach Lin!"

Tang Zheng walked towards Lin Yao, and gave the other party a big bear hug.

Lin Yao took a few hard shots of Tang Zheng's strong back: "Yeah, it's been almost a year, now ... well mixed in Argentina!"

The words are full of relief, but also full of self-blame.

Last year, Lin Yao could have helped Tang Zheng, but he didn't show up for the iron rice bowl. Finally, Tang Zheng was expelled from the school.

"It's okay, the main substitute."

However, Tang Zheng was very generous, and the past things let him go with the wind. Moreover, without last year's expulsion, how could there be China's most promising star of tomorrow?

"That's a super-rich river bed, and the main substitute is far more than those of the super-rich giants!" Lin Yao glanced at the players and said, "What are you doing here? Let me train for Laozi!"

Everyone spread out reluctantly and looked back at Tang Zheng one step at a time.

Because they knew that maybe there would never be such a close encounter with the first legend of the Datong Middle School team.

"Let's go and sit in my office." Lin Yao pushed Tang Zheng's back: "Xiaozheng, you have to sign me. Our bunnies are clamoring for your signature every day."

Tang Zheng hesitated a little, and then nodded with a smile. Coach Lin was kind to him, and the two hadn't sat in a chat for a long time.

Lin Yao ’s office is basically unchanged from the past, and the proud cabinet next to his desk still makes him proud.

Among them, the most dazzling thing is undoubtedly the golden championship trophy, which reads the 2008 National High School Student League Championship, and there is a small line in the following: Datong High School Football Team.

This trophy is the first national championship in the history of the Datong Middle School football team. It is more gold than the national junior high school football league champion.

There are also several conspicuous pennants beside the wall. The Education Bureau thanked Lin Yao for his contribution to SH football. It didn't make much sense.

Opposite the Glory Cabinet ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ was a photo taken last year when Tang Zheng led the Datong Middle School football team to win the national championship. At that time, everyone was very happy and smiled very brightly.

In the photo, Tang Zheng lying on the natural turf, holding the championship trophy in his right hand, standing next to him is the school flower agent Chen Xinyan.

Seeing this, Tang Zheng's mood dropped a lot because he remembered the stories of the two in the past ...

He didn't get up until five thirty.

Of course, before leaving, coach Lin also signed several names.

After leaving the office, coach Lin Yao walked to the stadium, Tang Zheng looked at the school's training ground with nostalgia, and then turned to leave.

Next time, I don't know if there is a chance to come again.

But at the moment he turned around, he saw him a person who never wanted to see and a person who wanted to see even a dream.

(To be continued.):