Xiangzi was awakened by the sound of the pager in his sleep. He raised his body and shouted: "Brother Gen, the pager is ringing! The dead man is calling!" He hurriedly climbed down from the bed.
Liu Gen also felt strange. He picked up the pager and looked at it. The phone number that Nurse Wang said was not displayed on it, but the time of three o'clock. He pressed it, silenced the beeping sound of the pager between his fingers, and turned around and said:
"No, you set the time?"
"Huh..." Xiangzi breathed out, sat on Wang Jiahe's bed and replied: "Yes, I set the alarm for three o'clock to remind you that there is a game at four o'clock."
The Wang family and others were also awakened by the sound of the pager, "Whose pager is ringing?" Zhang Jian and the other three did not know that Liu Gen had bought a pager.
"Oh, I'm sorry for waking you up." Liu Gen apologized.
"Brother Gen bought a pager?" Li Chengzai sat up and asked.
"Yes, I just bought it this morning." Liu Gen felt strange when he answered.
"Then give your number to the brothers so that I can call you if there is an emergency in the future." Li Chengzai said.
"9188 voice station calls 51444." Liu Gen replied.
Zhang Jian repeatedly chanted in Cantonese: "51444... Brother Gen, your choice of number is too weird. I want to die!"
"Don't just look at the surface, add up these numbers." Liu Gen closed the book, turned around and said.
"51444... the total is 18, I am determined to send it... Xiehu, hehe... this number is so damn Xiehu!" Zhang Jian shook his head and said.
Xiangzi interrupted: "Brother Gen wants to die..."
"Xiangzi! Stop talking nonsense!" Liu Gen shouted, stopping Xiangzi from talking any further.
Xiangzi didn't dare to say anything further. What he wanted to say later was frightened back by Liu Gen. He stuck out his tongue and made a face at Wang Jiahe who got up.
Hearing Yanagi's anger towards Xiangzi, others did not dare to 'add fuel to the fire'.
Zhang Jian put on his goalkeeper's clothes, climbed down and said, "I hope I can go on the field and show off my performance today, and let the girls see my Zhang Jian's cool saves."
Dong Dong...
Someone knocked on the door, Liu Gen stood up and opened the door.
"Brother Gen, haven't you changed your clothes yet?" The person who entered was Su Jianjun, wearing the uniform of Linchuan Medical College and holding a football in his hand.
"Change right away." Liu Gen replied, taking out the hospital team uniform from the cabinet.
"Don't forget to wear the shin guards issued by the school team." Su Jianjun said, as if he came here specifically for this matter.
Liu Gen understood what he meant. After a moment of hesitation, he took out the socks and shin guards issued by the school team and started to change clothes.
Zhang Jian asked: "Brother, I heard that there are some very powerful people in the forensic medicine department. Can we beat them?"
"In the past, our college and the Department of Forensic Medicine competed against each other every year, and each had its own win or loss. However, this year with Brother Gen joining us, the balance has tilted towards our side. In today's game, there is no problem in beating them. The key is the first half.
As long as we score first and then strengthen our defense, it won't be a big problem to beat them." Su Jianjun answered as he stood by the door waiting for Liu Gen.
"Can you replace me with guarding in the second half?" Zhang Jian asked.
"Haha... Our temporary off-field coach is Teacher Qian. You can talk to him later." Su Jianjun replied.
"Is Teacher Qian a teacher in our college?"
"No, he is the office owner of the school hospital. He has a good relationship with Director Lu. He also likes to play football. I heard that he even played for a second-tier team in the city for a few years. His technical and tactical skills are very high."
Liu Gen changed his clothes and said, "Xiangzi, take the keys and pager."
"Hey!" Xiangzi agreed, took the keys and pager, and followed Liu Gen.
Before Zhang Jianlin went out, he said to Li Chengzai: "Class monitor, don't forget to organize all the girls in our class to cheer!" Then he clenched his fists and said: "Don't forget the slogan of our class' cheering, the strong is king!"
Wang Jiahe shouted: "The strong is king!"
Li Chengzai didn't say anything, he was still unconvinced about losing the bet.
When Liu Gen saw the temporary coach of the Clinical School of Medicine, he was stunned for a moment. Isn't this the man from the administrative office of the school hospital?
"Liu Gen, you didn't expect us to meet here?" The coach named Qian said with a smile when he saw Liu Gen.
"Hello, Teacher Qian." Liu Gen walked up and said hello.
"Did Su Jianjun betray me? Haha... My name is Qian Tan. There will be many more days for us to deal with each other in the future." Qian Tan laughed and said something meaningful, and stretched out his hand: "Today, it depends on you, Brother Gen.
It's a good performance, Coach Lu is very optimistic about you."
When Liu Gen heard Qian Tan calling him 'Brother Gen' as a teacher, he smiled sheepishly, stretched out his hand and shook it with him: "I will learn a lot from Teacher Qian in the future." Liu Gen learned from Su Jianjun
In what I just said, I know that Qian Tan once played in a professional team, and I am in awe of him.
"Okay, everyone, come here!" Qian Tan and Liu Gen finished their polite greetings, clapped their hands a few times, and called the team members to their sides: "Our tactics today are very clear, that is, with Liu Gen as the core, and around him
Points, constantly exerting strong pressure on the forensic department's midfield and backcourt, trying to score their goal in the first half..."
For this competition, the college allocated a special amount of money. In addition to clothes, there was also a logistics support team organized by students, including on-site first aid.
When the students in charge of logistics were distributing mineral water, Zhang Jian saw that the Department of Forensic Medicine was distributing multi-vitamin drinks, and said to a girl in charge of logistics: "We drink water, and the Department of Forensic Medicine drinks functional drinks.
, We haven’t even competed yet, our college has lost to others first.”
"Our college can't compete with others for food and drink. The Department of Forensic Medicine is rich. In addition to state funding, the city also provides money. They receive half the salary of a soldier."
"Really? I have been involved in corruption since school. If I get a job in the future, it will be fine!" Zhang Jian said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
Li Chengzai and Wang Jiahe, leading the boys and girls from Class 1 and Class 2, sat in the stands and began to shout in unison as if to warm up: "The strong is the king, the strong is the king..." They stole the limelight and gave it to the onlookers.
Students from other classes brought fun, and the boys and girls from other classes in the clinical medical school also shouted together.
Before entering the venue, Yanagi repeatedly emphasized to Xiangzi: "Remember, if the pager rings, make sure it is 83586698. If it is this number, call me immediately..."
"Okay!" Xiangzi felt a little nervous, as if he was holding the limbs of a dead person, and the pager in his palm was wet with sweat from his palm.
The referee of today's game is Coach Lu, and the line judges are two students.
Mei Yingchun came to the stadium on time before the start of the game, sat in the middle of the stands of a class of classmates, and shouted with her classmates: "The strong is king..."
"Brother Gen, have you seen No. 10 from the Department of Forensic Medicine?" When walking into the stadium, Su Jianjun whispered to Liu Gen: "He is Yang Guanghui!"
Liu Gen looked towards the forensic team members who were doing activities in the opposite half, and saw the man wearing No. 10 jersey, who was about the same height as himself, but stronger than him, like a bull, and kept moving towards him.
As he looked, his eyes were obviously hostile.
At the beginning of the game, Liu Gen realized that Yang Guanghui was not playing as a forward, but as a free agent. He followed him wherever he ran, stepping on his feet like a piece of nasty chewing gum. He now believed what Su Jianjun said. This kid's purpose was very serious.
It was clear that it was for me, and I was on guard.
Just as Qian Tan arranged before the game, the skills and tactics of all the members of the clinical medical school team are all centered around Liu Gen. As long as there is a chance, they will pass the ball to Liu Gen.
But this also gave Yang Guanghui more opportunities to attack Liu Gen. In less than ten minutes of the game, Liu Gen had been tackled three times by Yang Guanghui. Fortunately, Liu Gen was on guard and skillfully avoided Yang Guanghui's kicks three times.
Ouyang Xue is a football fan. It can be said that she appreciates football better than the average person who likes watching football. When Yang Guanghui kicked Liu Gen for the first time, she could tell something was wrong. There was no such thing as a tackle without tackling.
If this had been in a regular professional game, he would have been given a yellow card, but the referee didn't seem to see it. It wasn't until the third time that Yang Guanghui tackled Liu Gen from behind that the referee gave him a verbal warning.
Ouyang Xue was so anxious that she wanted to rush to the sidelines and loudly remind Liu Gen to pay attention.
Yang Guanghui's purposeful pressing made Liu Gen feel very constrained, and he was unable to give full play to his speed and technical advantages. However, in terms of physical confrontation, although Yang Guanghui was not small and had a strong body, Liu Gen was not afraid.
He and the two were evenly matched in a reasonable collision.
Liu Gen thought to himself that he must use his speed to get rid of Yang Guanghui's entanglement, otherwise he would not be able to score goals if he kept fighting him like this.
With the countermeasure in mind, Liu Gen began to actively retreat, running as much as possible to increase the distance between him and Yang Guanghui.
After several back and forth, Yang Guanghui's physical fitness and speed could not keep up.
After thirty minutes, Liu Gen finally got a chance.
A player who successfully intercepted the ball in the midfield passed the ball to Su Jianjun's feet. Liu Gen quickly ran forward without the ball, throwing away Yang Guanghui behind him. When he ran to the penalty area, Su Jianjun took a look at Liu Gen's running route and made a low pass.
A diagonal pass, the football stuck to the artificial turf and rolled towards Liu Gen's feet.
The cheers outside the stadium suddenly stopped and became extremely quiet.
Liu Gen skillfully pushed the ball forward with the arch of his right foot. The football seemed to obey his words and rolled forward just two steps. Liu Gen's left calf made a graceful and powerful swing, and the instep was straight.
, he kicked the football very accurately. The football was like a fired cannonball, spinning at high speed and flying towards the left side of the goal.
The goalkeeper reacted quickly and slanted his body to pounce on the flying football, but he was still a few hundredths of a second too late. The football almost grazed his fingers, flew into the goal, and landed in the net pocket inside the goal.
Suddenly, the teachers and students of the Clinical School of Medicine in the stands stood up like boiling water and shouted in unison: "The strong is king...the strong is king..."
Liu Gen turned around and ran a few steps quickly, did a forward somersault, stood firmly on the court with both feet, raised his right fist and shouted: "The strong is king..."
Su Jianjun and other team members ran up to him, hugged him, and pushed him down to the ground.
This goal deeply affected the members of the Forensic Medicine Department, especially Yang Guanghui, who looked very ugly.