Qinzhou No. 2 Middle School Football Stadium.

After Liang Qicheng made the notification of the WeChat group, he immediately gritted his teeth and caught up with Hao Haixi.

This time, the two of them returned to the same starting line, because when he was sending the message, Hao Haixi had already pulled him for a whole circle. After putting on his phone, he happened to run with Hao Haixi.

"Xiao Liang,"

"You're in good health."

Hao Hai looked at Liang Qicheng with a look.

Hearing this sentence, Liang Qicheng wanted to dig a hole and drill in. This was a satirizing him!

Xizi, Master Xi, I am the ninth place in the Qinzhou Marathon, but now I lose to you a fifty-year-old man. Where is my physical strength?

"Don't be in a state of silence,"

"As soon as I compare with you, I feel like... like a piece of shit!"

I really can't find any adjectives.

"Don't say that, your endurance is good and your speed is OK. Have you heard of the 'twelve minute' test run?"

“Hear,”

The two of them started chatting while running.

"Well, in the A-League test, I always ran to the last few places and almost failed. At that time, Li Bing's speed was probably the same as you, he was the first place."

"this……"

"Xiangzi, then aren't you much better now than before? I'm almost the same as Li Bing, you run faster than me. This..."

Liang Qicheng's thinking was very flexible and he immediately discovered the problem.

"Yes, after retiring, I still insisted on exercising, but I didn't expect my health to be better than before, it was strange."

No, this topic can’t be discussed anymore. It’s unscientific and always feels very strange. Hao Haixi shook his head in his heart and immediately switched to the topic.

"How old are you this year?"

"twenty one."

Liang Qicheng answered honestly. However, Liang Qicheng was still thinking about what Hao Haixi said just now, and he was also puzzled. This is not scientific? He was a professional player when he was young, and his physical fitness was not as good as after retirement. It seemed that he was caught to do a slice experiment...

"twenty one,"

"Well, I'm a little older."

"But playing amateur football has just begun."

"Where is the position to play?"

Liang Qicheng grabbed his head. Although he is the team leader and has a high status in the team, he is also a member of the team, but his status in the team is not high.

This is very contradictory.

"It's usually the team's No. 3 goalkeeper,"

"Occasionally, play forward or midfielder."

"Ganoki? Very good, I can play so many positions."

"It's okay, I can play frequently when playing friendly matches, but when I play games, I basically have no chance. After all, my level is limited, so I still have to take the results first. I'm still open to this point."

"Well, it's good to have this mentality, but you can't underestimate yourself. If you don't have skills, you can practice. Look at your body, you will definitely be competent. I think you're good at playing in the midfield. Be a defensive midfielder, know Gattuso, right? You can learn from him."

"Hehe, I think so, although my skills are not very good, I have a hard head and a long shot."

"Oh, that's amazing, then let's train it well, I'm optimistic about you."

Before they knew it, the two of them ran another lap. Hao Haixi had already run the sixth lap and Liang Qicheng had also run five lap.

"Well, Virgo, should we take a break? After all, we will have to train later to keep some physical fitness?"

"Ah, yes, I'm just chatting with you and forgetting. Well, let's take a break."

Hao Haixi then stopped and then walked to the sidelines leisurely to pick up a mineral water bottle to drink water.

Hao Haixi put his hands on his hips, gasping heavily, and did not move his feet at all, so he almost sat down.

My grass,

What physical fitness?

It's okay after running six laps? I'm almost short of breath, and he seems to be like he didn't run! Liang Qicheng, who has no opponent running in the Qinzhou police industry, was completely convinced. Is it really 50-year-old Hao Haixi in front of me? Why do I feel like I'm just a teenager...

Suddenly he felt a sense of absurdity. Did Hao Haixi play football before just because he was lazy and didn't want to run? He had never used all his strength?

This is impossible...

After he took a few more breaths, his chest became smoother, he walked over to find water to avoid being ridiculed by Hao Haixi.

"By the way, Xiaoliang."

"Does there be a street in Qinzhou called Wenfeng Road?"

"Well……"

Liang Qicheng almost choked. Did Xi Jinping want to relax? But the place was swept up the night before, and no one dared to open the door.

These days it's been a crackdown...

"Yes, is there a street called Wenfeng Road. Have you actually heard of this street?"

"Haha, I'm just curious. I've read a football novel. The author wrote a place called Yinzhou City, Guangxi. There is a road called Wenfeng Road in the city, so I wondered if it's this city."

"Oh~" Liang Qicheng felt heavy burden.

"Xiangzi, by chance, let me guess, is the author you mentioned called Datouwen?"

"Ah, yes!" Hao Haixi's eyes lit up instantly, "You read his books too? Why, he is really from Qinzhou? You two know each other?"

Three questions in a row, which made him excited.

"Hehe, I know you, it's more than just knowing you!" Liang Qicheng smirked. A few days ago, he got Datou Wen drunk. That guy was addicted to alcohol and drank almost every day.

"He is actually a famous man in our Zetai Group. He retired a few years ago. He gave up because he didn't have time to play football because he wrote novels. Now he will come to see our game whenever he has time. He would have had two meals last night, but he was filming in Nanning at the time and didn't come back. Tomorrow, tomorrow he will attend the opening ceremony, and you will see him at that time."

"So that's it..."

"It's really fate. I didn't expect we will meet again one day."

"But this guy is too lazy. The King of Wuqiu has been cut off for a month, so I want to urge him."

At this moment, a group of high school students from No. 2 Middle School passed by them and looked at them while walking.

“Huh,”

"This uncle looks so familiar."

"Why do I feel like I've seen it?"

"Yes, yes, I think it looks so familiar. I really wanted to see it on Douyin a few days ago. I think about it, I think about it first."

A few seconds later, a student patted his head.

"oops!"

"It's him, it's Hao Dapao!"

The sound was loud enough, Hao Haixi and the others could hear it clearly.

"Hao Dapao."

He doesn't respect Hao Haixi at all.

Can't you call Hao Haixi? Hao Dapao? Damn...

"Hao Haixi!"

"Haha, he's been popular for up to three years."

"Three years and three years, I, Luo, are still popular this year."

They rushed towards Hao Haixi immediately.

"Visco, how many years can Ronaldo be popular?"
Chapter completed!