"Teacher Li, don't worry, I know that school is the most important thing."

Just when everyone thought that Qin Luo had given up on entering the city team, Qin Luo's voice reached their ears again: "But I have decided, I think both study and sports are important."

"..."Everyone looked at each other speechlessly, leaving only a dumbfounded look.

However, without taking them out of the awkwardness, Qin Luo gave them a "cardio booster": "By the way, Mr. Li, this time I gave a report on the proof of twin primes in Birmingham, Deli Professor Nie is demonstrating that he believes that it will not be long before he will be listed in the "Journal of Mathematics."

After speaking, Qin Luo ran towards the football field. The football match is about to start.

Twin primes? Mathematics journal?

There are only two words in Li Wei's mind-Niubi.

After a long while, he was relieved, and looked at Zhou Youwei tentatively: "Principal?"

"Let it go."

Does he take care of such a student?

...

If you say, what is the most popular sport in the world?

pingpong? volleyball? basketball? No, it's football!

Football has conquered thousands of fans with his unique beauty. There are 500 million fans in the world. There have been tens of thousands of fights for football in history.

The most gentleman, but also the most rogue sport.

Standing on the green field, Qin Luo suddenly became excited.

Every Chinese has a dream, that is, the national team can play in the World Cup.

Although this is the Beishan Fourth Middle School Stadium, not the Yanjing Workers Stadium, the warm atmosphere remains unabated.

Not far away, Zhang Lei stood on the edge of the court and stared at Qin Luo on the court.

The hatred in my heart is like a volcano about to erupt, surging.

At this moment, he wanted to slap Qin Luo to death.

"Brother Yuan, rely on you." A young man stood beside him.

He is wearing a Barcelona 10 shirt and his eyes are as sharp as a falcon.

Yuan Jie, the top scorer of the sports team.

He is also a member of the municipal football team.

"Don't worry, I will tell him what real football is." Yuan Jie's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a sneer evoked: "Our sports training team can't be provoked by everyone."

It is true that Qin Luo learns very well and runs fast, but on the football field, these are useless.

Football competition is skill, endurance, and the ability to catch timing.

And these can only be achieved after years of training.

From the moment Qin Luo stepped onto the court, he had already lost!

Put on a white jersey and white shorts.

Qin Luo stood on the right.

"Beep beep~"

The loud whistle resounded throughout the stadium, and the football game officially began!

Qin Luo is about to usher in his first contact with football in his life.

In the stands, Lin Shanshan clenched her hands and stared at Qin Luo unblinkingly, her pretty face with unconcealable tension.

Although he was shocked by Qin Luo's athletic ability and was happy for him to win the 100-meter championship, he has to admit that the 100-meter sprint and football are two different sports.

In the former, you may be able to win the championship with talent and explosiveness.

But the latter must be trained for a long time.

Otherwise, how could China's 1.4 billion people not be able to pick a talented person for a few days?

"Do you think he can play?" Next to Lin Shanshan, Huang Zhen's eyes drifted away from the court.

As Qin Luo's classmate and monitor, he knows almost everyone in the class.