After four days of confinement, Gao Yanei was on the verge of collapse. His hair was disheveled, his face was haggard, and he walked unsteadily and staggered.
The confinement of these days made him full of anger, and he swore to settle the score with Zhang Shixun after he was released. He was too bullying, too unfair, and such a bad guy... However, when he was brought out of the cellar, he was immediately attracted by the lively atmosphere in the playground.
Both sides of the playground were crowded with soldiers. Some were pointing and talking; some were shouting and cursing; some were cheering and cheering; some were as if they had lost their parents...
Gao Yanei looked up and saw that two net-like gates had been erected at both ends of the playground at some point.
Right now, there are two groups of people fighting desperately in the playground. The target they are fighting for is something Gao Yanei is very familiar with... the ball!
"What are they doing?" Gao Qiu asked Hei Bie who came to pick him up.
“They’re playing football.”
"Kick... kick what?" Gao Yanei blinked, not understanding.
"Football!" Black Turtle saw Gao Yanei staggering and unable to stand steadily, so he supported him and said, "This is the new thing the military commander has invented."
"This is clearly Cuju, how come it's turned into football when it gets to him?" Gao Yanei looked at the two large goals at either end of the playground and laughed heartily. "What a jerk! Is this how Cuju is played?"
"Yanei, this game is really fun, much more fun than Cuju. The military commander said..."
"You bastard! Not only does he pretend to be an immortal, he even tries to do tricks when playing Cuju. Is he better than others? Why can't he just die?" Gao Yanei couldn't bear to hear Zhang Shixun's name now.
"Young Master, the game the military commander has created also uses a ball, but it's very different from Cuju." Black Turtle stretched his neck and stood on tiptoe to peer into the field. He said, "Young Master, look, there are two teams on the playground. One team is wearing red, and the other team is wearing blue. Look at each end of the playground. There's a goal at each end, and there's a goalkeeper in front of each goal."
Gao Yanei stared at the field closely. Now there was a man in red dribbling the ball forward.
"Whoever kicks the ball into the other team's goal wins..." Black Bie was saying this when he suddenly shouted into the field, "Bajin'er, you idiot! Hurry up and retreat to the goal! Defend!"
Gao Yanei stood on tiptoe to look inside the court. Sure enough, he saw Ba Jin, dressed in blue, desperately chasing the man in red with the ball in front of him. He seemed to be chasing him madly. He suddenly kicked his feet, leaped forward, and headbutted the man in the lower back. The man was very strong, and after being hit by Ba Jin, he didn't fall down. He just stumbled and continued to dribble forward...
"This guy's footwork is pretty good, the ball seems to stick to his feet." Gao Yanei commented.
"Yanei, take a closer look at who that man is." Black Bie pointed at the man and said.
Gao Yanei squinted his eyes and looked at the man carefully, only then did he realize it was an old acquaintance: "Oh! Isn't that Lu Wan, the commander of the Second Battalion?"
"If not him, who else could it be? This guy is so arrogant, relying on his good footwork to win a game."
"Tsk! His footwork is just a little bit worse than mine." Gao Yanei raised his chin and said disdainfully.
"Hey, hey! Who doesn't know that your Gao family is an excellent ball player? This is a family tradition."
This flattery hit the right spot, and Gao Yanei grinned.
It was with his beautiful "Yuanyang Crutch" that his father won the appreciation of the emperor, who was then Prince Duan, and his career went smoothly from then on.
Black Turtle flattered him, then suddenly remembered something and said, "Yanei, would you like to join our team?"
"Your team?"
"The commander divided the five battalions into five teams."
"I am the dignified Du Yuhou. What's the big deal about joining your team?" Gao Yanei curled his lips.
"The commander said that officers above the rank of commander who wish to participate in the game can choose any team." Black Turtle supported Gao Yanei and said eagerly, "Yanei, to be honest, our Fourth Battalion lost a game yesterday because we lack a core team leader. It would be great if you could join us. With your wise leadership, the Fourth Battalion will surely overcome all obstacles and take first place."
Gao Yanei puffed out his chest and said proudly, "If I joined your Fourth Battalion, I'd undoubtedly take first place, but..." He paused, pointed at the playground, and said, "That Zhang Shixun is a complete idiot. He doesn't even know how to play Cuju... Look at those bandit soldiers playing football. Is there a single one who knows how to play? They're all jostling and shoving like pigs fighting over food."
"Hey! Young Master, you're right. I know Cuju isn't played this way, but rough guys like us don't know how to play fancy things. The way the military commander came up with this is simple and easy to play. Anyone can play it, whether they know how to play or not. It's also fun and exciting. It's so much fun."
"There's no rules at all. It's totally fun!" Gao Yanei kicked him.
Black Turtle patted the dust off his butt and said, "Young Master, this is really fun. Ever since you were put in solitary confinement, the military commander taught us this game. At first, we thought it was not fun at all, but after playing for a while, we couldn't stop. In the past few days, the various camps have fought several battles to grab the venue."
After hearing what he said, Gao Yanei walked to the sidelines and watched for a while, but still felt that the gameplay was simple and the movements were rough.
"Pigs! A bunch of pigs!" Gao Yanei turned and walked towards his dormitory, asking as he walked, "Where's that jerk Zhang Shixun? Why can't I see him?"
"That birdman... Oh no! The military commander is in the kitchen."
"What? He's in the kitchen?"
"It's like this. The military commander said that every victorious team will be rewarded with a sumptuous meal."
"A dignified military commander actually cooks personally. He really doesn't know what he's talking about." Gao Yanei snorted.
"The commander thought the cooking skills of the firemen in the kitchen were too poor, so he has been teaching them how to make big pot dishes in the kitchen these past few days."
"What is a big pot dish?" Gao Yanei had been in contact with Zhang Shixun for such a long time that he knew that this guy often uttered some inexplicable words.
"Big pot dishes are..." Black Turtle scratched his head and said, "I don't know what big pot dishes are, but they're delicious. Compared to the food we used to eat, it tasted like pig food."
Gao Yanei certainly knew Zhang Shixun's cooking skills, and he had eaten and drunk for free at his house more than once or twice.
Suddenly, a burst of cheers rang out on the playground. The two turned their heads and looked inside the field, only to see the people from the blue team surrounding Bajin'er, jumping and laughing - the red team had scored a goal.
While the game was going on over there, Gao Yanei returned to the dormitory. When he opened the door, a gust of hot air hit him in the face, mixed with an enticing fragrance.
When Gao Yanei came into the house from outside, he couldn't adapt to the slightly dim light inside for a while. He rubbed his eyes hard and saw a clay pot on the stove, steam coming out of it.
"This is..." Gao Yanei sniffed in confusion and asked Hei Bie.
"The military commander made this for you. He said you've been in solitary confinement and worked hard, so he wanted to reward you."
"Get lost!" Gao Yanei's pent-up anger finally erupted, and he pointed at the clay pot and shouted, "Throw this thing out of here! I, Gao Chengzong, will not accept charity."
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