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Chapter 59 Ling Feng's Dream

In August, the hottest stage of the Campus Cup officially began.

Blue sea, blue sky, red tiles and green trees, Qingdao, known as the capital of sailing, kicked off the opening game of the national competition. In the Tiantai Stadium, drums and thunder were heard, and cheering fans were everywhere in the stands. Of course, there are many cheers for the participating teams. cheerleaders.

In the crowd, Teacher Li led Yang Luo and Ling Feng to sit slowly in the stands, mixing with those fans, it was hard to find any difference.

It was the first time for Yang Luo and Ling Feng to participate in the national competition, so their eyes were full of freshness, especially when they saw the two teams on the field constantly coming and going, launching a fierce offensive, the two of them didn't realize that there was a trace of excitement on their faces. Amazing, this is the national competition. Those who can come here are one of the best teams in a hundred. They are all elites from various provinces. Whether it is speed, tactics or player strength, they are not comparable to ordinary teams. One game is quite exciting.

"Wow"

In the stands, the fans suddenly let out surprise sounds, which startled Yang Luo and Ling Feng.

I saw the No. 10 player in the yellow jersey, dribbling the ball and rushing towards the enemy's restricted area. Foot angry shot, the ball scored.

The whole audience was boiling. This was the first goal scored since the opening of the national competition. The players on the field quickly cheered together.

Yang Luo and Ling Feng's eyes were fixed on the player who dribbled the ball just now. He was not tall, but his skin was dark, and his speed was astonishing. Yang Luo dared to say that this was the fastest runner he had ever seen. .

Teacher Li next to him tilted his head to look at the two, and asked, "How is it?"

Yang Luo and Ling Feng's faces were full of surprise, not shock.

"This guy is too fast, the opponent is not at the same level as him at all," Ling Feng said with a pale face, shaking his head.

Teacher Li nodded and continued to ask, "Compared with you."

Ling Feng turned his head, his face was dull, "Faster than me."

Then Teacher Li turned his head to Yang Luo and asked, "What about you?"

Yang Luo thought for a while, the scene just now kept flashing in his mind, and a thought suddenly popped up: "Is he faster than Li Rong?"

Ling Feng was taken aback. He hadn't thought about this question yet. Li Rong is the fastest player on the team. Just like that, the players defending him struggled. The guy in front of him was even faster than Li Rong. How horrible that would be.

"That's right, his fastest speed is 11.30 in the [-] meters, which is the fastest in the high school group." Teacher Li turned his head, with a hint of worry on his face.

With this number, Ling Feng's face lost its color again. At his peak, his speed was within 12 seconds. This person has reached 11 seconds, which is already the standard for a second-level national athlete. It's not a big deal among rice athletes, but among football players, especially high school students, they are already rare.

Therefore, Ling Feng couldn't help showing an expression of disbelief: "This is too fast, who the hell is he?"

"Xia Lei, known as Nanbao, is currently studying at Renhe University in Guangzhou, and is recommended by Guangzhou Province." Teacher Li said.

Hearing this, Ling Feng's expression froze for a moment, and he shouted: "Is he Nan Bao?"

Yang Luo, who was next to him, turned his head and looked over. Seeing Ling Feng's surprised expression, he became curious for a moment and asked, "Do you know him?"

Ling Feng nodded, and his eyes gradually turned to the court: "There are countless elites in the national competition, but only these few people are the most famous, Nanbao, Beima, and Xiluohan, the three of them are the strongest in this cup. three of them, and my goal is to beat them."

Seeing Ling Feng's excited expression, Yang Luo silently remembered these people in his heart. Ling Feng can be called the rookie king of this year's cup competition. Naturally, his strength goes without saying. In Yang Luo's eyes, Ling Feng is the strongest. But if Ling Feng actually wanted to defeat them, then they would naturally not be weak, no matter who they were.

"Yang Luo," Teacher Li said suddenly.

Yang Luo turned his head with curiosity on his face, "Do you know why you two are the only ones sitting here?" Teacher Li looked at Yang Luo and asked.

Yang Luo also thought about this question. After coming here, he realized that it was only himself and Ling Feng. As for the other players whose teachers didn't say anything, it was inconvenient for him to ask. Now that Mr. Li asked, Yang Luo naturally wanted to know the reason, so he went Shaking his head in confusion, he said, "I don't know."

Teacher Li smiled, Yang Luo is just a blank slate, and there are too many things to know, but the most important thing is to let Yang Luo understand a truth.

"How far the team can go depends on you and Ling Feng." Teacher Li looked back at Yang Luo and said.

Yang Luo suddenly felt his head buzzing. This feeling seemed that all the responsibilities fell on his shoulders and Ling Feng's. This was the first time in Yang Luo's life that he felt a great responsibility from heaven. He was so nervous that he couldn't speak for a while. Come.

Yang Luo looked nervous, Teacher Li couldn't help smiling after seeing it, touched his head and said, "Yang Luo, actually, I've always wanted to say that you are a rare talent, as long as you train well, you will have a bright future. , so I will give you more opportunities to make you shine."

Teacher Li's words made Yang Luo's heart turbulent. Since he was a child, no one had ever said this to him. After listening to it for the first time, Yang Luo was very excited.

However, Yang Luo knows the truth of not being arrogant in victory and not discouraged in defeat. It is worthy of others to praise him. If this is the case, then Yang Luo should work harder and not let Teacher Li down.

"I will work hard," Yang Luo nodded with conviction.

Teacher Li nodded his head and continued to watch the game. Out of curiosity about the question just now, Yang Luo glanced at Ling Feng next to him and asked, "Just now you said about North Horse and West Arhat?"

Ling Feng nodded immediately, and when he mentioned these two people, his expression became excited again.

"Beima, Jiangsu Zhenxing's main attacking midfielder, is also an extremely fast player. Although he can't compare with Nanbao, he is definitely above me. Moreover, this guy has a special ability, that is, he is super cool with free kicks, Baker Does Ham know?" In order to make the metaphor more vivid, Ling Feng simply brought out foreign stars.

But Yang Luo shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Ling Feng almost fell headlong, and Yang Luo probably didn't know who played football, but Ling Feng didn't care too much, "Let's put it this way, Beima's set kicks hit 10 out of 9, and he won [-] out of [-] in the Campus Cup." [-] goal, [-] free kicks, you say it's awesome."

After these few games, Yang Luo also has a certain understanding of football. For example, corner kicks and free kicks are all set kicks, but there are very few people who can really score set kicks. Anyway, none of the goals scored by Rongcheng University Yang Luo once secretly tried the ball. When someone interfered with the wall, the ball could not be kicked in. It was very difficult, so this North Horse is still quite capable.

"What about Xi Luohan?" Yang Luo continued to ask.

Ling Feng took a sip of water and continued: "Xi Luohan is the steel defense of Xiyuan in Shanghai. His defensive ability is very strong. He is a big man of 1 meters. It is said that it is difficult for anyone to break through his defense." Defense," after finishing speaking, the fighting spirit in Ling Feng's body gradually burned, and he said, "I always want to meet him, and see if my offense can tear his defense."

"Yes, I will," Yang Luo said firmly.

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he also smiled. There are people outside the world, and he is only a little famous in Xiaorongcheng, but when he goes out, there are more people than himself. If he can play well, then he doesn't have to wait I'm here, so I turned my head to look at Yang Luo and smiled, and said, "Yang Luo, I actually have a big goal, do you know what it is?" Ling Feng suddenly calmed down, and said to Yang Luo.

Yang Luo shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Ling Feng looked at the stadium in the distance, and said expectantly: "I'm going to book the World Youth Championship."

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