"The freshman who is running around in the travel shoes is very strong now. What is his name? Show me his test table."

Just as Ai Meng clenched her fists and quietly stared at Chu Fang who was running around the red track of the stadium, she suddenly heard a slightly older voice coming from beside her.

When she heard someone praise Chu Fang, Ai Meng was even happier than praising her. She turned her head with a secret joy and saw a thin old man with gray hair and dark skin looking at Chu Fang's test table with interest, and her mouth was twitching.

"Director Tang, that freshman is named... Chu Fang. I want to come to test and I don't even bother to change my clothes and shoes."

Next to the "cute" old man, the senior who was in charge of the watch was saying bad things about Chu Fang with a "abnormal face", which made Ai Meng very upset - Chu Fang looked much more handsome than that baboon when he put on his jersey and sneakers. She had been silently watching Chu Fang for many years since he was young and had a greater say in this regard than anyone else.

"Maybe he doesn't bring his jerseys and sneakers at home, so he plans to buy them now in Binhai?

I have ignored this, but you can change his shoes first."

The old man who was quite "cute" in Ai Meng's eyes smiled gently and made an argument for Chu Fang, which made Ai Meng feel more favorable to him. Then the old coach, who was called "Director Tang", was staring at Chu Fang's test form and said to himself:

"The 30-meter sprint and turnback speed is slow. Even if you run out with travel shoes, the real speed is not fast.

However, it is rare for young people to have such good physical strength nowadays. If you want to test 12 minutes of running, at least four-fifths of professional players can't run. His muscle type should be mainly red muscles, and his skeleton is also good..."

Ai Meng pricked up her ears and eavesdropped on the thin old man who should be the coach's comments on Chu Fang, but the more she listened, the more she felt awkward. Although the other party was indeed praising Chu Fang, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with the person who praised him for animals such as pigs, cows and horses.

"Puff~"

When Ai Meng couldn't help but smile a little when she thought of Chu Fang's head running in the sunshine.

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Hearing the laughter, the old coach next to her looked at her in surprise, then looked at Chu Fang on the track, and then a cramped smile appeared on his face:

"Little girl, are you here with your boyfriend?

Your boyfriend is so handsome and so capable of running, you have to watch it tight, otherwise he would have run away in a normal university with so many girls."

After the old coach was half joking and half serious, Ai Meng immediately blushed and waved her hand to clarify:

"No, no, we are just classmates! And, and we are in the same class..."

Because the other party mistakenly thought of Chu Fang's girlfriend, Ai Meng felt a little happy, but when she thought that her relationship with Chu Fang was far from progressing to that level, and she didn't know when it would be able to progress to that level, she felt a little depressed.

"Then you have to hurry up. Even in the same class, you are not the only one who can get the moon first."

The old coach over 50 years old saw through Ai Meng's mood at first glance. He happily reminded her, then looked her up and down, and asked in confusion:

"But your class... which major are you from?"

Although Coach Tang is a football coach, no matter which sports coach, he would not choose a thin girl like Ai Meng to be an athlete. Not to mention a professional coach, even an ordinary person, as long as he sees her hands, feet, skin color, and the big pair of glasses on his nose, it can be inferred that this girl must have almost never participated in sports.

"We are majoring in Chinese language and literature...ah!"

As soon as Ai Meng mentioned the major he and Chu Fang were in, she immediately remembered that the captain who was recruiting new people at the door had once told them that it would be better not to say that he was not a student majoring in sports before the test was over.

But the words she had already said were not taken back, so she could only plead with the "cute" old man who should be the team coach:

"Yes, I'm sorry, but Chu Fang is really amazing! Please let him join your team!"

"Haha... Whether he can participate depends on the test results. He really needs to have that ability. Even if I ask me to come back and ask you to join the school team, it will be fine.

You don’t have to worry about professional issues. It’s not like you are not allowed to join the school team if you are not a sports major. The key is to speak with your feet.”

The old coach comforted Ai Meng with kindness, but his attitude was very clear. He would never just call Chu Fang in just because Ai Meng said a few good words.

Although football is the same as politics, even after experiencing "anti-corruption and anti-gangsterism", those who should be greedy are still greedy, and those who should be unwritten the rules are still unwritten, but this thin old man who looks like an old farmer always has his own persistence, otherwise he would not choose to stay in a normal university to lead college students to play football.

"In a formal game now, the average running distance of a player is about 10,000 meters. Depending on your boyfriend's physical strength, it should be fine if you run 14,000 or 5. I have to consider him more when it comes to this."

Seeing Ai Meng, who was weaker than an ordinary girl, was really worried about Chu Fang. This very principled old coach couldn't help but give her some excitement in advance.

But he did not violate his principles in doing so. Chu Fang's physical strength really made professionals like him lit up. Even if such a player is slightly inferior in skills, he can become an engineer-type player like Gattuso, and use his tireless running to build an unbreakable barrier in front of the defender.

And more importantly, if you have technical talent or speed talent, you may have a very good ball sense or very fast speed, but you will definitely not have players with natural endurance. Some endurance is born with nature, but it must be developed through long-term hard training. Therefore, players with good endurance must be very hardworking, and are more popular with coaches than those who rely solely on talent and are not willing to work hard.

"Xiao Ding, your feet should be as big as his. Change your shoes to him."

After Chu Fang ran through the finish line in sweat, the old coach looked at the stopwatch, nodded with satisfaction, and ordered the baboon-faced team member responsible for pinching the watch to wear the sneakers for Chu Fang.

Although his tone was very gentle, because his prestige in the team was very high, even if the baboon face player who had expressed his a little dissatisfaction with Chu Fang was unhappy, he had to sit on the ground and take off his shoes at this time. Seeing Ai Meng felt very relieved and had a greater likeness for this "cute" old man.

But to be honest, not only the baboon face player was unhappy to take off his shoes to Chu Fang, but Chu Fang was unhappy to borrow other people's shoes to wear, and even more unhappy to others wearing their own shoes. This is also a kind of cleanliness habit cultivated by Ningning.

However, since the team coaches had already spoken, he was embarrassed to refuse the kindness of the party, so he had to pinch his nose in his heart and thank the senior who was on the baboon's face.

"Chu, Chu Fang, tissues will wipe your sweat."

While Chu Fang was sitting on the ground wearing shoes, Ai Meng rubbed against him with a little embarrassed look, and handed out a tissue with red face under the gaze of the old coach and the baboon face player.

Although the tissue was not unfolded and was still a thick small square, it still trembled very obviously, just like Ai Meng's heartstrings at this moment, making this very introverted and shy girl afraid that some feelings she had been hiding carefully were noticed by Chu Fang because of this tissue. But paradoxically, she seemed to have a little hope that Chu Fang would realize the kind of feelings that she had never had the courage to say.

Unfortunately, Chu Fang did not have such keen insight, or he is just simply trying to be friends with this very destined classmate, and he has no intention of developing a further relationship, so he has no idea of ​​that.

"Thanks."

Chu Fang smiled and took the tissue, thanked Ai Meng very naturally, then lowered his head, fully unfolded the tissue and folded it to a quarter of the size. He wiped the sweat along the lines of his forehead, nose wings, cheeks and neck, then folded the inside of the tissue, and gently wiped the forehead and nose wings again with the unwet side.

"Just give it to me, I'll throw it into the trash later."

When Chu Fang was about to put the wet tissue into his pocket, Ai Meng suddenly opened her mouth and took the tissue back. Then Chu Fang, who had changed his shoes, conducted the ball test behind under the guidance of the old coach. Seeing his solid technical skills, the old coach couldn't help but lit up, which made Ai Meng, who was following him for granted.

"Your technical movements are very standardized. Where did you train?"

"I practiced in the fourth team of the Binhai team for a few years when I was in elementary school, but I stopped practicing after I went to junior high school."

Under the praise of the old coach, Chu Fang was also a little embarrassed while being happy. He heard that he had trained in the echelon of the famous Chinese team Binhai Team. The old coach first showed a sudden enlightenment, and then asked in confusion:

"Why don't you continue practicing? You have to continue practicing, and you can still be a role player in a professional team even if you rely solely on your physical strength."

"Well... because I have to concentrate on my studies, my family originally sent me to practice football just to exercise."

Chu Fang replied modestly that this very real answer made the old coach sigh. What Chu Fang didn't say was that even if he continued to play football, he could "have a future". However, this prospect was not considered a future for the wealthy Ning family, unless he could grow into the world's top star.

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Chapter completed!