This Is Called Poor Students Class? This Is The Whole Class!

On the third floor of the cafeteria, the students in class 9 were talking about it.

Except for Zhou Kai, the vice monitor, the other students have never even heard of the name of this league, let alone the various information and conditions of the competition.

The development of Longguo football to such an embarrassing situation is embarrassing.

The last time the Longguo men's football team lost to Ayue, after General Fan's remarks became popular on the Internet, Xu Jie once gave a video lesson to the students of Class 9.

At that time, he let the students in Class 9 understand that the Longguo men's football team has not always been so bad, and it has been so bad to the bone.

They have also been brilliant and have won glory for the country.

The Longguo men's football team has become the current appearance of rats crossing the street and everyone shouting and beating, not overnight, a certain policy, or a certain individual, but a step by step towards the abyss.

Listening to the students' discussion, Xu Jie smiled and shook his head, planning to teach them another lesson.

"Does anyone know how many high schools we have in Zhongnan?" Xu Jie asked with a smile after sitting down.

Some of the students around were eating, some had just arrived, and some were chatting and laughing.

Hearing Teacher Xu's words, most people were taken aback.

How many high schools are there in Central South?

They haven't really figured it out yet.

So, around Xu Jie, some people began to do mental calculations, some began to do oral calculations, and some simply picked up their fingers.

"Zhenzhong, Hongyuan, Beimen, No. 1 Middle School, No. 2 Middle School, No. 3 Middle School, Jiangli..."

"Mr. Xu, does vocational high school count?"

"Calculate."

"Central South Vocational High School, First Vocational High School, Electrical Vocational School..."

"Ms. Xu, do the high schools in the county-level cities below count?"

"Calculate."

"Dongjiang Middle School, Hongshan Middle School, Yunqi Middle School..."

"You guys, are you really counting on your own? I have already checked. According to the latest information on the Internet, our Zhongnan City, including the county-level cities under its jurisdiction, has a total of 65 middle schools."

"This includes regular high schools and vocational high schools."

"65? So there are so many schools? To be honest, this is the first time I know how many high schools we have in Zhongnan."

"It's also the first time I know."

"Who says it's not!"

"I also checked. We have a total of 16,562 middle schools across the country, including ordinary high schools and vocational middle schools."

"If you don't check, you don't know. If you check, you will be shocked. It turns out that there are so many high schools in our country!"

"Hiss... Then every year in the college entrance examination, we are competing with at least half of the schools."

"It's so scary."

"When you put it this way, I feel that our Zhenzhong is very difficult. Every year, so many students are admitted to Qingbei, Huawu and other famous schools."

"What does it have to do with you, a scumbag, to be admitted to Qingbei and Huawu?"

"Hey, what if I can pass the exam next year?"

"You? Hehe!"

"Fuck! What the hell is that expression on your face?"

...

As we chatted, the topic was diverted again.

Xu Jie shook his head with a smile, and continued:

"There are 65 high schools in Zhongnan, and only one vocational high school has gathered a football school team to participate in the U17 Youth Football League. Think about it, where do the football talents of our Dragon Kingdom come from?"

"A total of 312 teams signed up for the U17 Youth Football League this time."

"It sounds like a lot at first glance, but compared with the data of 16,562 middle schools across the country that you just checked, isn't it pitifully small?"

"Not even a fraction?"

"It's impossible for someone who plays football to fall from the sky, right? No one plays football, no one participates, and our football in Dragon Kingdom will only fall into a vicious circle of worse and worse."

Longguo football wants to change, and it cannot be completed overnight.

The reason why Xu Jie told the students in this way is that he hopes to plant a seed of hope in the hearts of the students in Class 9.

What will happen in the future, no one knows.

If anyone in the class is able to try to change this situation in the future, the seeds that Xu Jie has planted in their hearts now may one day germinate.

Who knows?

Hearing Teacher Xu's words, the students around were shocked.

"A ratio of 65:1?"

"A ratio of 16562:312?"

"It's really like Teacher Xu said, there are really very few schools that understand and participate in these leagues."

"That's right, if it wasn't for Zhou Kai, I wouldn't even know what this league does."

"Without talents, our men's football team in Longguo wants to improve, it is simply a dream."

"You can't say that, it's not that there are no talents in our country, it's just that the talents have been buried."

"What you said also makes sense."

...

Taking advantage of the heated discussions among the students, Xu Jie continued:

"Data can sometimes intuitively reflect the true appearance of a thing."

"Our Dragon Country has an officially registered football population of over 80,000."

"Compared to the huge population base of our country, it is simply negligible."

"But what about our opponent?"

"The cherry blossom country next door has a football population of more than 700,000."

"Little kimchi country with a football population of over 400,000."

"Ayue, which the men's football team lost to last time, has a football population of more than 50,000."

"How big are they? What is their total population?"

"Think about it, if you convert it into a ratio, how low is our Dragon Kingdom? How high are the ratios of these most direct competitors?"

"Not to mention those football powerhouses in the world."

"In Germany, Samba and other countries, the football population is in the millions!"

"What do we compare with others? What do we use to kick against others?"

Xu Jie's series of data stunned the students in Class 9.

"Fuck! No wonder we can't kick him."

"The ratio of more than one billion to 80,000, what the hell, it turns out that no one plays football in our country."

"These figures are really exaggerated."

"Hey, there is no environment for playing football in China. Which prefecture-level education bureau will put its energy and focus on football? Isn't that a joke?"

"It is said that football should start from the baby, but from top to bottom, no one takes it seriously."

"Football, as the biggest sport in the world, is destined to miss our Dragon Country."

"How easy is it to change this situation?"

...

Everyone understands that the Longguo men's football team, not to mention comparing with the world's top national teams, even compared with those small countries that the people of Longguo usually look down on, is now no match for them at all.

Qiang Ge, who likes to play football, sat in the crowd, his heart trembling.

He likes playing football very much. Although his talent is just that, which cannot support him to enter the professional field, that love has been buried in his heart a long time ago.

He likes to watch games very much. He can chat with each other for three days and three nights in the five major leagues and major giants.

In the past, the Longguo men's football team would die as soon as it died, and he didn't take it too seriously.

The words and deeds of those potbellied men's national team players disgusted him.

However, today, I listened to a series of data that Mr. Xu said, and listened to the conversations of the students mourning their misfortunes and angering them.

In Qiang Ge's heart, a string was suddenly plucked.

He thought, if he could become a member of the Football Association, or even a member of the General Administration of Sports, then he would definitely change all this.

Even if it is harder than ascending to the sky.