Chapter 114: Maybe a better arrangement

Chen Qinghuan finally glanced at her: "It doesn't matter whether I understand it or not, you have to understand it."
Ran Biling was very puzzled: "Why?"
"Brother Yunxing doesn't play football anymore, you are different, you don't understand how to communicate with Chu Jiaxu in the future?" Chen Qinghuan pointed to a figure running the field, "Do you know who Chu Jiaxu played? Do you know which club Chu Jiaxu likes? Do you know who Chu Jiaxu's favorite player is? Do you know what the number on Chu Jiaxu's jersey means?"
Ran Biling asked three questions: "Why should I know? He still can't tell the difference between my face cream and sunscreen!"
Chen Qinghuan's expression subtly concluded: "In terms of culture, you can't communicate. In terms of economy, you don't depend on each other. In terms of politics, you also don't interfere in each other's internal affairs. It seems that the two of you can only start a military war."
Ran Biling was not afraid of fighting, but she was blocked by her words just as she was about to say something.
"But you can't beat others, so you can only be beaten unilaterally."
Ran Biling pinched her waist: "He dares to hit me! I'll beat him to tears!"
As soon as the voice fell, cheers came from the opposite stand.
Ran Biling looked at the green field subconsciously, only to see the team members of the other school were celebrating together, she turned her head and asked the person next to her: "What's the matter?"
A boy answered her angrily: "A goal was scored!"
"Oh!" Ran Biling's love for her alma mater was immediately aroused, "Why did you get one?!"
She subconsciously went to the court to search for Chu Jiaxu's figure, and saw that he was dribbling the ball skillfully. on his back.
Chen Qinghuan did not forget to stimulate her: "Didn't you cry and shout to see the goal?"
Ran Biling was silent for a while.
Chen Qinghuan stopped: "Classmate, you still have a long way to go... Let's talk about the football players you know first."
Ran Biling's attitude was much more correct this time, and she thought hard for a long time: "Beckham?"
Chen Qinghuan burst out laughing: "Beckham has been out of football for many years, is there any active player?"
"…"
"I still know a Cristiano Ronaldo and Messi."
"...I know too! I just didn't remember it!"
After a few minutes, the dejected Ran Biling was suddenly drowned out by the thunderous cheers.
"what happened again?"
"The score is tied!"
"Who entered?"
"It seems that the sports committee from Class 2 is the captain on the field!"
Ran Biling followed his guidance and looked over. The fool under the sun was laughing and high-fiveing ​​with his teammates.
The boy next to Ran Biling who answered Ran Biling's two questions suddenly tapped her shoulder carefully, and suggested with some embarrassment: "This classmate, did you notice that if you keep watching, you won't score, and if you don't watch, you'll score. , or else, don't watch it..."
Ran Biling stared: "Nonsense! I want to see it! I don't believe this evil!"
After speaking, he stared at the football field without blinking, and sure enough, until the end of the game with the referee's long whistle, neither side scored another goal.
The score on the field was 1:1. The crowd of people in the stands immediately ran over to watch the penalty shootout on the sidelines.
After running for more than 90 minutes, the players on both sides looked exhausted. The weather is too hot, sweat profusely, and somewhat embarrassed. But Chu Jiaxu still looked gentle. After drinking a large sip of water, he wiped the sweat from his face and neck with a towel, panting heavily, his slightly pale lips pursed tightly, and he looked a little nervous.
After a short rest, the coach greeted the players to form a circle to discuss the players and order of the penalty shootout.
Ran Biling also became nervous, and asked Chen Qinghuan in a low voice, "Our school won't lose, right?"
Chen Qing looked at her with a smile: "You love our school so much?"
"You said that if you lose, that fool won't cry, right?"
Chen Qinghuan also followed her example, and whispered with his right hand on his lips: "He can only be beaten and cry by you."
"…"
Ran Biling was powerless to refute.
At this point in the game, it is basically time to test physical strength, willpower, psychology, technique, and tactics.
Chu Jiaxu and the captain of the school team of No. 13 Middle School were called by the referee.
Ran Biling stared at Chu Jiaxu the whole time, tilted her head and asked Chen Qinghuan, "What are they doing?"
Chen Qinghuan still understands the rules somewhat: "Guess the coin to decide who kicks first."
Ran Biling didn't look at Chu Jiaxun anymore, and turned to look at her: "Does it matter?"
Chen Qinghuan touched her chin and analyzed it for her: "From a mathematical point of view, it is better to punish first. It is said that some people have done a survey, and the team that punishes first has a 60% chance of winning, and the team that punishes later will have a lot of psychological pressure. Volatility will affect performance. There was a question in a math competition one year, which was to establish a mathematical model based on the fluctuation of the scoring rate with the change of score and psychological pressure. Simply put, if you score four goals in five rounds, you will basically not lose. If you don't score four goals in five rounds, you basically lose."
Probably because Chu Jiaxu lost the coin guess, the 13th Middle School played first.
Ran Bi stomped her feet in anger: "Why is he so stupid! What should I do? Is the opponent's probability of winning greater than ours? It's all Chu Jiaxing's fault!"
Chen Qinghuan glanced at her a little helplessly: "It's also his fault... Chu Jiaxue really isn't wronged at all!"
The penalty shootout started quickly under the watchful eye.
Both teams entered the first round.
In the second round, the opponent entered, but the Affiliated High School side lost the penalty.
Immediately after the third round, the opponent kicked away, and the attached side made a penalty under the pressure.
In the fourth round, the opponent's ball was saved by the goalkeeper, and the attached side scored another goal, temporarily leading 3-4.
In the last round, the captain of the opposing team came on the court to get a goal back, and it happened that Chu Jiaxing played the last goal.
Ran Biling held Chen Qinghuan's arm nervously and didn't let go.
Chen Qinghuan sighed slowly: "Chu Jiaxu is under a lot of pressure."
The last key ball was very much pressured by Chu's commendation. As long as this goal was scored, they would have won. If he didn't score, he would continue to make free throws. He turned to look at the teammates behind him. Their energy had reached the upper limit...
He held the football on the tee, bowed his head slightly, and made simple preparations.
The whistle sounded, and he raised his head. When everyone thought he was going to kick, he suddenly glanced in the direction of Ran Biling, then quickly retracted his gaze, trot a few steps, raised his left foot, and shot with one kick. , the ball entered the net at the sound, the angle was tricky, the action was clean and neat, and the opponent's goalkeeper was powerless.
After a few seconds of silence, cheers erupted.
Then he grinned. He didn't celebrate with his teammates, but turned around and ran to the sidelines and hugged Ran Biling without warning. In just a few seconds, he released it quickly, with unprecedented strength, with a trace of nervousness and caution. .
Ran Biling was talking to Chen Qinghuan with a smile at the time, and was pulled into his arms by a force without any precautions. It was too late when he reacted, and he glared at him: "What are you holding me for! Crazy!" After speaking, he raised his leg and kicked kicked him!
Chu Jiaxu didn't say anything, and didn't dare to look at her. The two of them each walked away blushing.
Ran Biling dragged Chen Qinghuan and walked forward. Before taking a few steps, the bystander Chen Qinghuan gave an objective and rational answer: "He may be addicted."
Ran Biling was taken aback: "What?"
Chen Qinghuan blinked his big eyes and explained seriously: "Didn't you ask him why he hugged you? It's just like the so-called one-time rebirth, second-time familiarity, isn't it an addiction?"
"I…"
Now Ran Biling's neck was red~EbookFREE.me~ and it continued intermittently for the whole afternoon, until after school, she did not recover.
On the way home from school, Xiao Yunxing asked Chen Qinghuan if the afternoon game was good.
Chen Qinghuan tilted his head and thought for a while: "Chu Jiaxu looks good in holding Ran Biling."
Xiao Yunxing didn't understand: "Huh?"
Chen Qinghuan suddenly stopped, opened his hands and rushed towards him. Due to the height difference, he could only hug half of his body: "That's it." After he finished speaking, he couldn't get up, his head rested on his chest, He rubbed in his arms.
Xiao Yunxing smiled helplessly and stroked her back.
Xiang Pei passed by the two of them on a bicycle, whistled, and shouted with a hilarious smile, "Brother Yun, you are being hugged by a bear!" After speaking, he accelerated his car and quickly fled the scene.
Chen Qinghuan immediately let go and stood up straight, shouting at his figure unconvinced, "You are the bear!"
Xiao Yunxing smiled, suddenly remembering that this was the second time he heard the boy's name from her mouth, and raised his brows slightly: "He likes Ran Biling?"
Chen Qinghuan nodded vigorously: "Well, Ran Biling likes him too!"
Although the relationship between the two is not confirmed, and Ran Biling has never admitted it, anyone with eyes can see that she likes him.
Chen Qinghuan suddenly remembered something, "The school football team seems to have changed to a new uniform recently. The numbers on the new uniform that Chu Jiaxu is wearing today are different from those before. It is Ran Biling's student number, but she didn't see it, she always Saying that Chu Jiaxu is a fool, I see, she is a big fool."
Xiao Yunxing didn't care about this, as long as the boy didn't like Chen Qinghuan.
Chen Qinghuan didn't expect her to say this too early. Chen Qinghuan, Ran Biling, Chu praised Xiao Yun, Xiao Yunxing, and stated: The opinions of this article only represent the author's own. Sohu is an information publishing platform, and Sohu only provides information storage space services.