This kind of amateur football field is full of fake grass. The operator cannot lay turf, not even artificial turf. How luxurious is that?
But one thing is that sitting on fake grass is very uncomfortable. So during the halftime break, I just sat casually next to the goal.
Cao Le asked Jing Gao if he had really gone to practice, causing everyone to look over.
Jing Gao drank from a water bottle in his hand and said calmly: "I practiced with a coach at Beijing Sports University for two classes."
To be honest, the physical fitness and tactical literacy of the students at Beijing Sports University are much better than those of amateur football.
So he played very awkwardly in the "actual match" at Beijing Sports University yesterday, and now he suddenly feels the pressure is relieved and he is getting along like a fish in water.
He could see that Cao Le, Lao Zhu and others were deliberately feeding him the ball. Therefore, it was normal to score three goals in more than ten starts.
According to the training plan given to him by Coach Fan, he can shoot from any position after passing the midfield. This is all within his shooting range.
I go.
The thinking of rich people is indeed different from ours.
Cao Le gave a thumbs up. I'm convinced. He received a call from Lao Zhu last Friday. He didn't believe that Jing Gao would really go to practice and thought it was "bullshit". What now?
As a result, he not only went back to practice football, but also found a professional coach. Of course he knew the name of Beijing Sports University.
Luo Yi said straightforwardly: "Jing Gao, you can do it!"
Lao Zhu cheered and cheered, "Mr. Jing, Luo Yi said before that you were the main player of the team, but we didn't believe it. You have the foundation to play football, otherwise you wouldn't have practiced so well."
This is a very beautiful thing to say.
Fatty Zeng had a dark face the whole time and drank water silently.
Isn't the reason why he is so majestic on the court and dares to yell at everyone because he plays the ball well? Although Jing Gao's performance today was due to "feeding the ball", he was really awesome.
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After a short break, the second half continues.
Inegao continued to score consecutive goals.
This gradually made the stadium a little more angry. Although it is amateur-level "happy football" and "healthy football", every man can be a little angry. Who is willing to lose by a big score?
Just like Jing Gao and the others, they lost 2:8 last Friday, and Jing Gao was scolded in private.
In the midfield, Luo Yi passed a high ball to the goal, and Long Duojia jumped up, fighting for the top goal regardless of his own safety.
At this moment, a player on the opposite side also jumped up to fight for the top.
"boom!"
The two of them were pushing the ball together, and at the same time they were pushing against each other. When the ball hit the ground, the head of the dragon armor of Jinggao's team was bleeding. The guy on the opposite side had half of his teeth chipped and was also bleeding.
The scene suddenly became heated.
"what are you doing?"
"How do you play football?"
"You want to fight, right?"
Cao Le and the captain opposite quickly broke up the fight, trying to pull away the people who were pushing each other, "Don't do it, don't do it."
Damn it! Jing Gao got into a fight when he was playing football in college. If you move violently on the football field, you can easily get injured. Arguments and physical actions can happen. There is no such thing as a red card or a yellow card here.
A classmate in school can play football with some restraint. If he plays football with people in society, the probability of injury and conflict will be higher.
Jing Gao helped break up the fight, first separating the agitated guys, ignoring the shouts and curses, and said to Cao Le, the captain on the opposite side: "I have two opinions.
First, there is the issue of responsibility. We all play football and know the rules. If there is an aerial challenge between half and half, the referee will not give a card, but will only give a verbal warning. Therefore, both parties are not shouldering this responsibility.
Second, immediately send the injured friend to a nearby hospital to treat the wound. I will pay for the medical expenses and travel expenses. It is just a game of football, and it will not lead to a fight and go to the police station."
The two captains looked at each other, and their words were very accurate and clear. Moreover, Jing Gao will pay for the medical expenses, so why bother? I feel bad about losing, so I will make an appointment next week.
"Okay. Mr. Jing, I'll do as you say."
The captain of Team B comforted the players and came to say hello to Jing Gao before leaving, "Mr. Jing, I'm glad to play football with you. Your shot is really good. We were defeated by you alone today."
There is an element of compliment in this remark.
Jing Gao smiled and exchanged phone numbers with him, called the staff waiting outside the venue, and asked him to send his friend with a broken head to the hospital for stitches.
Seeing that everything was taken care of, Cao Le breathed a sigh of relief, took out a cigarette from his backpack, first handed a cigarette to Jing Gao, and then spread the cigarette to the guy next to him. He said gratefully: "Mr. Jing, thank you for today."
.Cut the knot with a sharp knife, otherwise it will be very disturbing."
Jing Gao took a puff of cigarette and asked, "Was this kind of thing common in the past?"
Cao Le rubbed his face, "There are always a few conflicts throughout the year. If you don't stop them, they will start fighting. Usually it's about numbers. We play football just for fun and exercise. We don't like to get involved in this the most.
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Jing Gao nodded slightly, held a cigarette in his hand, and said, "If we win today, I'll treat you to a dinner at Tianfu Hot Spring Resort. Everyone will appreciate it."
Luo Yi, Lao Zhu and others all responded and smiled in agreement: "Then what are you waiting for? We are already hungry."
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Forty minutes later, the three cars arrived at the Tianfu Hot Spring Resort next to the Chaobai River and parked at the hotel's first-floor entrance.
The leader is Igao’s red Ferrari 488GTB.
The parking boy took the key from Jing Gao and said smartly: "Master Jing, good evening."
Jing Gao was a little surprised, nodded with a smile, responded, and took the lead into the splendid hotel lobby.
Cao Le, who was walking behind and saw this scene, pushed the dark-faced Fatty Zeng with his elbow. What he meant was: Did you see this style? Change the expression on your broken face.
Fatty Zeng said in a low voice: "Damn. Lao Cao, didn't you say in the car today that you would feed the ball today and send the boss away as soon as possible?"
The implication is: Why is your grandson licking now?
The tall and thin Lao Zhu smiled and said nothing. He knew that Fatty Zeng was shaken. No adult with a normal IQ would continue to hold the chair. Why did he insist on not giving "Mr. Jing" face for a few casual quarrels on the court?
In the private room, Xiao Wang, with triangular eyes, a scar on his face, and a prominent personal image, appeared again, and said attentively: "Master Jing, please sit down. Do you want to change your order today?"
Jing Gao smiled and handed over the responsibility of ordering to Xiao Wang without any worries.
This is Beijing cuisine. The dishes are salty and fresh. They should be thick and well cooked. The soup tastes very good.
After placing the order, waitresses wearing red high-slit cheongsams continuously brought exquisite and delicious dishes.
After three rounds of drinking, Fatty Zeng stood up, raised his glass with both hands and said, "Mr. Jing, I offended you a lot last Friday. Please forgive me. I did it, you can do whatever you want."
Not only the pomp and circumstance, but also the skills that Jing Gao showed today, as well as his responsibility in handling conflicts, made him willingly drink this cup of apology.
Jing Gao smiled and looked at the fat man who scolded him at the beginning. After he finished drinking, he picked up the wine glass, drank it full and poured it into the glass.
"good."
"good."
At the wine table, Luo Yi and others clapped their hands and applauded.
Cao Le followed up with a toast and said with emotion: "Mr. Jing, it's not interesting for you to play in a seven-a-side small court with your ability. Are you interested in playing in the amateur league?"