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"Don't get me wrong with my child!"

Zhang Qiang saw Gao Meng's expression and hurriedly explained: "Child, I mean, no matter how much money your grandfather brought you, you have to save money. This is the capital, and the consumption in all aspects is very high. Moreover, as a child of a football family, you must surpass your peers in all aspects. Otherwise, you will be ashamed of your grandfather's identity as a national player.

I will now write a letter to our football school under Guoping Club. If you take this letter to him, he will waive all your expenses. As your grandfather’s friend, you will not refuse this little thing you give me, right? You should know that this opportunity is that many rich children want to get it, but there is no such opportunity! In school, you can systematically learn how to play football, improve your football skills, physical strength, and team cooperation. And there you can also meet some like-minded people, you can come to me at any time, and you can ask me any requirements, and I will try my best to solve it for you."

Although Gao Meng was a teenager who came out of the countryside, he could also see that Zhang Qiang distrusts his abilities and his attitude was cold. After thinking for a while, he seemed to have found the reason, so he said seriously:

"Grandpa Zhang, don't you believe that I am the grandson of my grandfather Gundam?"

Zhang Qiang looked at Gao Meng carefully and said lightly: "Your appearance looks very similar to Gao Da. From this point of view, I should believe it. However, even if your grandfather is indifferent and will choose a remote and quiet place to live without a phone call, he should always ask you to bring me a letter!"

"My grandpa wrote it!"

"Where? Why didn't you give it to me just now?" Zhang Qiang's face showed a look of longing.

"Lost!"

"Lost?"

"To be precise, it was stolen."

"Stolen? A letter?"

"yes!"

"Oh~~" Zhang Qiang pulled a long tone, then smiled curiously and said, "Tell me, how did you get stolen?"

"That's how it is..."

Gao Meng said it very in detail, describing all the details clearly. After listening to his description, Zhang Qiang's face was a little gloomy, he pondered for a while, and asked in a low voice:

"You said a middle-aged man stole your letter?"

"yes!"

"His surname is Liang?"

"yes!"

"You've been wearing this uniform on the road?"

"yes!"

"You mentioned my name before the letter was stolen?"

"yes!"

"Is it him?" Zhang Qiang's face looked very ugly, and he murmured in a low voice: "How could it be him?"

"Grandpa Zhang, do you know that person?" Gao Meng's eyes immediately widened and he said loudly: "If you know that person, please tell me who he is? Where can I find him? I want to let him know the consequences of stealing my things!"

"No! No! No! No! Child, don't do that!" Zhang Qiang said hurriedly: "If you see him again, it's better to hide from him and not be recognized by him. If you still want to play football!"

Gao Meng was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said, "I must avenge this revenge. At worst, I will stop playing football. And I really don't believe it. He can cover the sky with one hand and make me unable to play the ball?"

Zhang Qiang looked deeply at Gao Meng standing opposite him from behind his generous desk, and couldn't help but exclaim in his heart:

"This kind of indomitable character is really a front-line material!"

Standing up from the seat, bypassed the wide desk, and walked to Gao Meng. Zhang Qiang stretched out his hand and patted Gao Meng on the shoulder and said to him:

"You are a good seedling for the striker. However, as I said, you are just a seedling now. The help I can give you, and I think the most appropriate thing is to let you enter the football school of our club. Of course, Grandpa's office is always welcome to you. Grandpa is waiting for you here, waiting for you to stand out from the football school, break into the first team, and become a real professional player!"

Gao Meng nodded, looked at Zhang Qiang without dodging, and said lightly: "Grandpa Zhang, that is to say, you think I don't have the strength to become a first-team member now, so wait for me to have that strength!"

Looking at Zhang Qiang's slightly embarrassed expression, Gao Meng's eyes became firm and said, "That day will not be too far away! Grandpa Zhang, I won't let you wait for long!"

After saying that, Gao Meng took a step back, got rid of Zhang Qiang's hand that was still on his shoulder, bowed deeply to Zhang Qiang, and then turned around and left, as if all the difficulties leading to the first-team team members would be crushed by him alone, and he would soon stand here proudly again.

"Child, wait a moment!" Zhang Qiang called Gao Meng with a little embarrassed expression and said to him: "Child, I promised to recommend you to the football school in our club. I will write a letter to Ge Ping. Child, are you too self-esteem and refuse to accept Grandpa Zhang's recommendation!"

"No, Grandpa Zhang!" Gao Meng stopped, turned around, and said politely: "I'll be waiting for you here."

"Forget it!" Zhang Qiang waved his hand and said, "I'd better call him directly!"

After saying that, Zhang Qiang came to the desk, picked up the phone, and started dialing. Gao Meng had just walked to the door, and now he saw Zhang Qiang making a phone call, he looked out the window next to him. The direction of the window was just towards the training ground, where many players were training there. The first team players were closest to the office building, because among those people, Yang Feng and others who were in the lobby just now. Suddenly, he looked at Gao Meng, who was outside the training ground with envy, and his body suddenly froze, his eyes turned from envy to angry, and turned around and rushed out of the office, yelling:

"I'm so mad, I think you'll run away this time?"

"Hey! Where are you going?" Zhang Qiang was stunned when he heard Gao Meng's swearing words. Then he saw Gao Meng running out quickly, and shouted outside with the phone.

"It's the one who steals my letter. I saw him!" Gao Meng's voice was still echoing in Zhang Qiang's office, but his figure was gone.

Gao Meng's head was already overwhelmed by anger at this time. He rushed to the side of the elevator as fast as possible. Seeing the numbers displayed in the elevator, he was still on the twenty-fifth floor, he turned around and rushed into the safety passage. He jumped on the handrail of the stairs and slid downwards. He jumped down at the platform, then jumped up to slide. Soon he slid from the ninth floor to the first floor.

He rushed out of the door and searched for Mr. Liang in the distance, while still running towards the training ground at the fastest speed, because he was upstairs just now and saw that Mr. Liang was walking towards the training ground.

Looking into the distance, he didn't see the person close to him. Gao Meng ran anxiously. When he found that a person was standing next to the training ground with his back facing him, he could no longer stop his momentum and hit the man in the back, knocking the man forward for two steps before stabilizing his body.

"sorry!"

Gao Meng said Qian, but his figure did not stop and rushed past the man. Suddenly, a figure flashed, and a person blocked Gao Meng's body like a wall.

"I'm sorry, I have something urgent!"

Gao Meng apologized again, and then thought about running over from the side, but as soon as his figure moved, the other party's figure had already blocked his direction. Gao Meng had to stop and take a step back so as not to get too close to the other party and not be able to see the other party clearly.

"You have something urgent?" the other party said.

At this time, Gao Meng, who had already taken a step back, had already recognized that it was Jiang Yong who was blocking him. I think it was Jiang Yong who woke up and was unable to train because of his weak body. However, as the captain of the team, he still stood by the court to accompany his teammates. At this time, Jiang Yong had a pale face, like a zombie on the TV. However, his voice was still as powerful as a metal collision:

"If you have urgent matters, you can hit someone and say sorry without looking back. It's okay? Just because you saw Chairman Zhang scolding us rudely, you think you can also be rude to us? Boy, you came from the countryside!"

Gao Meng's face changed. He looked at Jiang Yong and said coldly: "I came from the countryside, so what?"

"It doesn't matter where you came from!" Jiang Yong also said coldly: "What's important is that since you have entered here, you don't rely on your mouth, but on your feet!"

Jiang Yong said, pointing at the players playing football in the training ground.

"Use your feet? If I hadn't had an urgent matter now, I wouldn't mind learning about your feet." Gao Meng's eyes retracted from the football in the training ground and glanced at Jiang Yong's feet.

"Hmph!" Jiang Yong was very dissatisfied with the attitude of the boy in front of him and said sarcastically: "Since you have something urgent, I can't force you to stop you. I'm afraid your feet have never touched the ball!"

Gao Meng's fists clenched together suddenly, stared at Jiang Yong tightly, and said, "Tell me about time!"

Jiang Yong was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Then it's one pm."

“Here?”

Jiang Yong looked up at Zhang Qiang's office window on the ninth floor of the office building, then withdrew his gaze and looked at Gao Meng opposite him, and said lightly:

"On the court of Jingcheng University!"

"Okay! I'll arrive on time."

After saying that, Gao Meng ran away again. At the same time, Jiang Yong also let go and looked at Gao Meng's back with interest.

Gao Meng was running for less than ten steps, and suddenly he heard a muffled sound on the court. A black shadow flew straight towards him with the sound of wind. Gao Meng glanced at him and saw a football shooting at him quickly from the court. Gao Meng's figure suddenly rose from the ground, took a step in the air against the football, and pulled out his right foot.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, the football was pulled back by Gao Meng like a cannonball, and shot back to the court at a faster speed than before.

"Bang~~ah~~"
Chapter completed!