97: C97 The U17 National Team

C97 The U17 National Team

Lin Cheng leisurely went to the canteen alone and found a way to fill his stomach.

"Hello, student. May I sit here?"

Just as Lin Chenggang was sitting in a corner with his food ready to eat, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Sure."

Lin Cheng didn't even raise his head. His mind was already focused on the food in front of him.

"May I ask if you are Lin Cheng?"

The bespectacled young man in front of him held up his black eye sockets with curiosity on his face.

"No."

Lin Cheng had learned his lesson this time. Nine out of ten people had come to find him recently to challenge him. He did not have the time to do these boring things.

"Oh? But the aunties in the canteen told me that you are Lin Cheng. You just did a ballet dance in the auditorium not long ago."

The corner of the young man's mouth rose as he looked at the aunties who were busy working in the canteen behind him.

...

Lin Cheng was speechless. Was it that difficult to find a place to eat quietly?

"Why are you looking for me? First of all, I don't accept any challenges, and I have no interest in playing with you. If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have something, put it away quickly. Don't delay my meal."

Lin Cheng saw that he couldn't avoid it, so he put down his chopsticks and laid his cards on the table with the young man.

"Don't misunderstand. I'm not here to challenge you, I just want to see you. I want to see what the rumored Lin Cheng looks like. Now, it seems like he doesn't have three heads and six arms like the rumors say."

"Then, you have finished your meeting. Now that you have finished speaking, shouldn't you leave?"

Lin Cheng spread his hands and pointed at the door, making a welcoming gesture.

"Yes, it is time to leave, but we will meet again soon. I hope you will not disappoint me when the time comes."

The young man held up his glasses and turned to leave. It was not hard to tell from his words that Lin Cheng had disappointed him the first time they met, or perhaps he had not left a good impression on him.

Lin Cheng rolled his eyes and ignored the young man. He continued eating with his head down.

"Lin Cheng!"

Liu Zifeng and Du Sinan also came to the canteen. They saw Lin Cheng sitting alone in a corner and raised their hands to greet him.

Huh? That person was...

Liu Zifeng inadvertently glanced at the exit of the canteen on the left and happened to see the young man's back as he left. Immediately, shock flashed through his eyes and he could not help but swallow his saliva. "Sinan, quick, look, is that person Dong Xiao?"

"Dong Xiao? What nonsense are you saying?"

Du Sinan looked at Liu Zifeng and shook his head. "Dong Xiao has already been selected to the U17 national team. How could he be here?"

"You are right, but the figure just now really looks like Dong Xiao."

Liu Zifeng frowned. He stretched his neck and looked in the direction where the young man had left. However, as they were talking, the young man had already disappeared.

"By the way, I remember that Dong Xiao is also a student of Qinghe High School, right?"

Liu Zifeng suddenly turned around with a serious expression on his face.1

"He should be in his second year of high school this year."

Du Sinan nodded. When they were still junior high school students last year, they had gone to the scene to watch the competition of Qinghe High School. At that time, they had left a deep impression on Dong Xiao.

Liu Zifeng, who was also in the front line with Dong Xiao, had regarded Dong Xiao as his idol and target.

"Perhaps, it's not certain if Dong Xiao really came."

Liu Zifeng's mind gradually warmed up. He couldn't help but feel excited when he thought about the possibility of seeing his idol in tomorrow's competition.

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