With so many newspapers reporting like this, Zhao Chen could naturally guess at all. He could slander "Tianxia Weekly" so much at all costs and raise "Fresh Weekly" by the way. He didn't have to think about it and knew that this must be a good thing Huang Yulang did.

Zhao Chen will naturally resist, otherwise the reputation of "Tianxia Weekly" would be poor. His connections are indeed far inferior to Huang Yulang, but if he combined with Shangguan Xiaobao, he would not be afraid, especially the quality of "Tianxia Weekly".

At this time, the sales volume of Ming Pao can be said to be overwhelming, with almost reaching 300,000 yuan. Zhao Chen can be said to have made great contributions to this, and therefore Zhao Chen and Ming Pao Group have great interests.

At Zhao Chen's request, Ming Pao published almost opposite reports from Oriental Daily, and wrote down some readers who have read two comic magazines.

"I think the quality of "Qing Fresh Weekly" is pretty good, but overall it is not as good as "Tianxia Weekly"!"

"Huang Yulang's new comic "Drunk Fist" is OK, but the quality is undoubtedly inferior to "Football Young Player" and "Chinese Heroes"!"

"The two are obviously different, especially in terms of cover and painting skills, "Tianxia Weekly" is undoubtedly better!"...

Ming Pao only reported the words of comic fans who have read two comic magazines. Huang Yulang's plan can be said to be dead again, but instead made the reputation of "Tianxia Weekly".

Doing this will naturally have consequences and impacts, and Huang Yulang will not lose much on the surface. The biggest loss is undoubtedly the newspapers led by Oriental Daily. Some readers who originally ordered these newspapers believe that the Oriental Daily and other newspapers are deceiving them, which directly leads to the sales of these newspapers being reduced again. At the same time, it also makes the owners of these newspapers secretly hate Huang Yulang, which later reduced their contact with Huang Yulang. Huang Yulang this time was considered a loss of rice, but instead gained the reputation of "Tianxia Weekly".

That's it, "Tianxia Weekly" began to grow rapidly, and its good quality brought more and more comic fans. Among them, "Chinese Heroes" mainly supply people are teenagers, while "Football Young Players" is very suitable for primary and secondary school students. Therefore, some students who do not like to read comics are obsessed with "Football Young Players" and began to be out of control. It can be said that "Tianxia Weekly" has the potential to kill teenagers and children.

The consequence of "Football Young Players" is that more and more schools in Hong Kong have begun to form a football craze. Many students will play football when taking physical education classes or after school, thus becoming obsessed with this sport, and Tseung Kwan O Guanli High School is no exception.

Everyone has a dream of a protagonist in their hearts, hoping that they can become the protagonist in "Football Player" with extraordinary skills! After all, "Football Player" is different from martial arts, but a sport that does not require too much self-abuse practice. Therefore, the sport of football becomes more and more popular in Xiangjiang.

At Tseung Kwan O Guanli Middle School, Zhao Chen stood bored on the steps next to the playground, watching a group of students chasing a football on the desolate playground. At the sparse and rough level, Zhao Chen yawned.

Now that school is over, Zhao Chen is just planning to stop and take a look at it, but the students on the field obviously don’t know how to play football, and there is no difference between playing randomly. He can’t tell who is the striker and who is the defender, let alone any advanced skills.

This playground is a piece of mud, with a lot of sand and stone left on the ground. It can be said that it is not very suitable for playing football, but even so, this group of students still enjoy playing, even if they are barefoot.

As for the goals of both sides, they use two big stones as the boundary, and the height is entirely based on their feelings. As long as it is not too high, it is considered a goal.

Zhao Chen held a half-person-height package in his hand, with various painting tools inside. As for the books in class, except for the first day, the rest of the books were still at home, and they had no effect anyway.

Just as Zhao Chen was yawning and preparing to leave school with Wen Biyu beside him, the football on the playground just roared and flew over, and the target pointed directly at Wen Biyu who was walking behind Zhao Chen.

Wen Biyu obviously did not see the whistling football, and still followed Zhao Chen on his own.

Seeing that Wen Biyu was about to be kicked by the football, Zhao Chen naturally didn't care. He took two steps under his feet and appeared next to Wen Biyu. He pushed his head to resolve the rush of the football and landed one foot under the football.

The football was bounced gently upwards. Just when it was about to land on the ground, the other foot fell below the football again, causing the football to bounce up again.

Zhao Chen's legs were moving at a unique frequency. The football was like a part of his body, under his control and did not fall to the ground at all.

"Take a look for me!"

When he came into contact with football, Zhao Chen suddenly felt an impulse in his heart. Football can be said to be his favorite sport. In his previous life, he was in middle school, but he still played until college.

Zhao Chen can be said to have a certain talent for football, because he has a very good sense of ball, which means that he likes to use various techniques to make breakthroughs the most. That is, the touch of the ball just now completely aroused the desire to realize Zhao Chen that pressed him into his heart. He looked at the student who was waving in front and ignored it, but placed his backpack on the ground for Wen Biyu to take care of it.

He paused under his feet. When the football fell to the ground, Zhao Chen rushed to the playground with the football straight, and the football under his feet was accurately controlled by him.

Zhao Chen was originally next to one goal, but his target was another goal.

"Snatch it!"

The senior student who had just waved to ask for the ball saw Zhao Chen ignore him, but instead rushed towards him with the ball with great momentum, quickly calling his companions to grab the ball, and he himself was the first to rush towards Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen's physical fitness can be said to be no less than that of professional players, and his speed of dribbling is even faster. Even with the football, his speed has not been reduced much, which shows his ability to control the ball.

The sense of the ball is his talent. He has played football for nearly ten years in his previous life and is considered to be a bit of strength. Although he is not as good as a professional player, he is quite confident in ball control. At least it is relatively simple to abuse students who can't play football.

When the senior student rushed to grab the ball, Zhao Chen's speed increased again. He rushed past one side in the shocked eyes of the senior student, continued to drive the ball and rushed directly to the "goal" in the distance.

Just after the senior students, two more students rushed from the front.

When it was about to get close, Zhao Chen hooked his right foot under the football and rushed to the other side. After rushing through the two students, the football fell right in front of him, and the standard picking ball was over.

At this time, a student rushing in front immediately rushed towards the football. Zhao Chen stopped, and his powerful explosive power suddenly increased his speed. He came into contact with football first and took advantage of the situation to pass the student.

In just a few seconds, Zhao Chen passed four students who were preparing to grab the ball, which also made other students on the playground react and rushed towards Zhao Chen from all directions.

Looking at the three students rushing straight ahead, Zhao Chen's eyes were full of calmness, his feet were like a butterfly, and the football touched the ball at a very fast frequency, which was a standard bicycle ride.

In this way, the three students rushing forward were dazzled, and one of them subconsciously made a move.

It was at this moment that Zhao Chen kicked his right foot gently, and the student felt a chill under his crotch, but the football accurately drilled into the crotch.

At the moment when Zhao Chen kicked out of the football, he used his powerful explosive power to rush over from the other side, and a typical man-to-ball scored.

Although these students could not play football, they still made Zhao Chen panting after passing seven students in one breath. However, there was no stopping in front of them, only the goalkeeper was left.

More than a dozen students behind Zhao Chen were chasing closely. The nearest student and Zhao Chen were only two positions apart, and the distance was getting closer.

Listening to the footsteps coming from behind, Zhao Chen was still calm and continued to dribble the ball for a few steps. He looked up at the goal, bent his right foot and shot straight.

Bang!

A dull and muffled sound came, and the football rushed towards the 'goal' at an extremely fast speed!

Perhaps the football speed was too fast, or perhaps the goalkeeper had too poor nerve reflexes, which caused the football to react before he could get in front of him, but it was too late. Before the goalkeeper made any moves, the football rushed straight into the 'goal' and hit the wall that was only ten meters away from behind.

Gudong!

The goalkeeper swallowed a saliva, turned his head with difficulty, and looked at the football lying quietly on the ground in shock.

The other students who chased after him also stopped, with a shocked expression on their faces, and then they looked at Zhao Chen, who was the initiator.

Zhao Chen shrugged and then walked towards Wen Biyu.

"That classmate looks a little familiar!" The senior student looked at Zhao Chen's back as he left, his face full of confusion, and felt as if he had seen Zhao Chen somewhere.

"Stupid, he is Zhao Chen!"

"Ah, no wonder I look so familiar, but how could I not be so good at drawing such a good comic of "Football Young Master"!"

"I just didn't expect his strength to be so strong!"

"Why don't we invite him to play football with us?" The senior student suddenly felt a little eager to try, but he had the idea of ​​letting Zhao Chen join his side, so that he could abuse the other side.

"Forget it. No matter which party you join, the other party is purely looking for abuse!"

"Oh, that's all!"

Listening to the conversation between the two, Zhao Chen's steps did not stop. It was too unchallenging for him. These students could not play football at all. He felt that they had been like wooden stakes, but there was a difference between the two.

"I didn't expect you to play so well!"

As soon as she arrived next to Wen Biyu, Wen Biyu could not hide the shock on her face. She didn't expect that her deskmate who always kept drawing cartoons was so good at playing football. She was really more popular than others. No one seemed to be able to compare with him.

"It's just a hobby. Actually, it's not that I'm awesome, but that they are too shit. Let's go!"

Zhao Chen greeted Wen Biyu and picked up the backpack on the ground and walked towards the house.
Chapter completed!