Chapter 6
"Hey, why doesn't that guy talk?" Someone asked Yang Qi, who was juggling the ball to warm up.
"I don't know him, I guess he's aloof."
"Aloof? Are you pretending?" Someone laughed. Yang Qi's juggling motion froze for a second, and soon returned to normal. Seeing that Yang Qi ignored them, the other freshmen stopped pestering him and went to warm up.
After they left, Yang Qi kicked the ball vertically to a height of five meters with a "bang". He turned his head and stared at the backs of several people: "Talk about your mother." He cursed in a low voice. Staring at their jerseys, he found that this was really a coincidence.
The freshman team of the Law School is about to face the freshman team of Wenchuan, and the words Wenchuan are printed on the back of these jerseys.
Yang Qi took off the jacket with the logo of the Beijing Tenglong Club, revealing the purple top of the Law School. The jerseys for freshmen usually only have numbers printed on them, without names. Only after they are confirmed to be able to join the school team will they be equipped with new jerseys.
The freshmen of the law school team were almost all there. Some of them greeted Yang Qi, but Yang Qi did not respond to them except nodding.
"Interesting young man." Wei Le, who was sitting in the shade on the sidelines, pointed at Yang Qi who was tying his shoelaces.
"Why is this kid so arrogant?" Han Yang, who accompanied him to watch the game, followed his finger and naturally saw the taciturn little guy.
Wei Le did not comment. What he said was interesting, because when Wei Le looked down along the arrow on his head, his information panel was quite unusual. Now in the law school team, the "previously played" information column of all players is empty, indicating that this player has not played for any club before.
But Yang Qi's column reads
#京城腾龙俱乐部——2013-2015
What's more interesting is that his status column is marked with a line of eye-catching bright red words:
#Player is being banned from the National Super League Youth Group, the ban period is from: 2015.3-2017.3
Wei Le is a little curious about this person. It seems that he was banned from playing games, and then his contract was terminated, and then he came to college? Before communicating with him in person, Wei Le could only guess Yang Qi's past from the system's words.
"Pay attention to this guy." Wei Le patted Han Yang's shoulder, "He is the highlight of this game."
Han Yang, who was pouring water into his stomach, hummed and didn't care. Wei Le saw that he didn't care, so he didn't persuade him much. The game will show the truth. Han Yang drank mineral water, which was also Wei Le's request. In the previous passing and receiving training, Han Yang was already out of breath after running a few steps, which made Wei Le a little alert.
After a summer vacation, Han Yang's physical condition is not as good as before. So in order to make Han Yang keep up with the team's training and competition intensity, Wei Le asked Han Yang to quit his favorite carbonated drinks first.
Although Han Yang complained bitterly, he quit faster than anyone else - he always listened to Wei Le's words.
Wei Le asked Han Yang to pay attention to Yang Qi, not because of Yang Qi's mysterious history, but because - this is the best data he has seen since he got the system. You know, Wei Le's system specifically stated that it shows the evaluation data of players in amateur leagues.
This is because if evaluated according to professional standards, some data of amateur players may not reach 1. However, Yang Qi, a player, has the full score of 20 in the amateur football evaluation standard, namely "technique", "shooting" and "long shot".
Although his passing and crossing level are not full marks, they are also green 16. Although he has a height of 177, his header level is only 12, and his jumping ability is not outstanding, but this still does not prevent him from becoming the focus of this game.
This is simply the most perfect forward striker. Wei Le couldn't wait to add him to his tactical plan. In Wei Le's opinion, if Wang Jing is replaced by Yang Qi, the team's offense will be a qualitative improvement. Wei Le can't wait to see his performance in the game.
Yang Qi, who was standing on the field at this time, didn't know this. He just wanted to sigh: "How can this goalkeeper be so talkative?"
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The one who was chattering was goalkeeper Jiang Xin.
He talked about the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors and the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and quoted classics, fully emphasizing the spirit that as long as you work together, there are always more solutions than difficulties. He encouraged his teammates to pass more, run more, grab more and communicate more on the field, and looked around, asking each teammate if they had confidence.
Confidence is not known, but his teammates have the urge to cover his mouth and tie him off the field.
When Yang Qi met Jiang Xin's eyes, Jiang Xin hugged Yang Qi's shoulders. The 190-cm tall man and extremely wide arm span made Yang Qi take a step and was pulled back.
"Do you have confidence?!!!!!!!!!!" Jiang Xin grabbed Yang Qi's shoulders.asked loudly. His teammates cast sympathetic eyes at Yang Qi, and Yang Qi could only force out a smile and said the first words he said when he arrived at the football field.
"Yes, yes, go ahead, brother, it's time to kick off."
Jiang Xin gave up and threw down a sentence "Score a few more!" Then he ran towards his own penalty area with a shout, patting the shoulders of the back waist and asking for a high five with the defender.
"Monkey?" Han Yang laughed, Wei Le had nothing to say and rolled his eyes.
Yang Qi looked at Jiang Xin's back speechlessly, and had nothing to say, but then his eyes became serious. He looked at the tall man on the other side of the center line who had just laughed at his monkey face, and said nothing.
But the tall man on the opposite side obviously saw Yang Qi, and called his teammates aside to point at him and laugh at something. Faintly heard a few contemptuous words such as "pretending brother" and "professional brother". Yang Qi narrowed his eyes, he knew that his opponent was trying to provoke him.
He disdains to answer, he has his own way of answering.
The referee has also arrived, and the freshman match did not start with the side selection and handshake, but started directly. Yang Qi didn't care about these, he twisted his waist habitually and waited for the referee to blow the whistle - the School of Communication kicked off first in this game.