The eighth class of high school is now encountering some problems.

I just don't know who to send to fight.

Because almost no one in this class usually plays football, all of them are lovers of learning.

Chen Ming's squad leader shouted: "Someone can play football, volunteer to come out." ”

No one agreed.

Chen Ming said again: "Someone who has kicked the ball, stand up." ”

"I can. ”

The thin dragon Tengfei stepped forward, he really played football, and before her father had an accident, they lived in a unit community.

There was a football field where he would play with his father every day, but then he rarely played in order to study.

His biggest problem is that he is thin, but he is also the most potential in Class 8.

Xie Donggua said: "Class leader, does it matter if you have played in kindergarten, I have won the first place in our district children's cup competition." ”

Chen Ming said: "Count, who else, who has touched football, stand up yourself, don't be cowardly, this is a rare opportunity." ”

Three more boys came out one after another, Yang Shangsong, Yao Ming and Luo Pan.

When Qin Fei saw Luo Climb, he knew that this game was hanging, so he didn't dare to move.

Chen Ming: "It's gone, then I'll randomly name it." Qin Fei Tang Wei, you two go on, and the last Fu Andy, work out all day long, it's time to make a move. ”

And just like that, eight boys came out.

Qin Fei couldn't escape.

The girls are relatively simple, they are quite enthusiastic, and they are played by the muscular girl Feng Wanzu, the weight sister Lai Chengjuan and the yellow, red and green of our Virgin's heart.

Without him, the three of them were a little stronger than Luo Pan in Qin Fei's opinion.

The game is on the verge of breaking out.

After the game, the squad leader handed over the command to our Long Tengfei, because he was the only one who could play football.

Qin Fei doesn't care, because he doesn't know how to play football at all, and he mainly grabs the ball for a while and passes it to Long Tengfei or Tang Wei.

The game begins.

Class 8 put on a very strange formation, because most of them can't play, all after discussion, as long as we focus on defensive counterattacks.

All the camps are 216, or 27, and the core of the two major attacks is Long Tengfei and Tang Wei, because these two are the only ones who can play.

At least not a tabula rasa.

In the middle is Qin Fei, because he runs fast and has good physical strength, and the task given to him by Long Tengfei is to attack depending on the situation, and he must go back to defend at any time.

The back line is three girls and three boys.

The task given to them by Long Tengfei is to kick the ball out vigorously when they see it, even if it is out of bounds, it doesn't matter, anyway, it will be a miracle vigorously.

Although Qin Fei felt that this lineup was a bit conservative, he didn't say anything, after all, he didn't have this strength, so he could only listen to the captain.

The last goalkeeper position is Yao Ming, he is relatively large, the control range is relatively large, the goalkeeper should be no problem, this will be known.

The six classes on the opposite side, the relatively normal distribution, 344, Su Muyangbin has two forwards, one left and one right, and the momentum is violent, this is a posture of eating people.

Beep beep beep ....

Teacher Feng gave an order, and the competition kicked off.

Long Tengfei controlled the ball at his feet and rushed straight forward, as if there was wind under his feet, connecting several people, tigers and tigers, Qin Fei didn't expect his usually delicate body to have so much energy.

Suddenly broke through the middle line and went straight to the bottom line.

It seems that those Red Bulls didn't drink for nothing.

Yang Bin and Su Mu didn't expect that the other party had a person who could play football so well, and they were a little caught off guard by the eldest brother, but they were forwards, and it was too late to defend now.

I can only leave everything to my teammates.

Soon, two members of the sixth class came up to flank Long Tengfei, Long Tengfei deceived a man with a feint, and the other accelerated to get rid of Liang Jing.

People have come to the bottom line.

The defense has attracted three defenders.

"Donwell, it's up to you. "The dragon soared out, and the ball drew a perfect arc and flew to the middle, which was really the position that Tang Wei inserted.

There was an emptiness ahead, not far away, not far away, it was already the best position for the shooter, and the opposing goalkeeper was already sweating his palms and was engrossed.

"Good shot, shot. ”

The cheerleading team of Class 8 was high at the beginning, I didn't expect this game to be so exciting, Tang Wei was born in basketball after all, and his physical fitness is also quite good.

He got to his feet.

A kick in the air.

A powerful and heavy kick.

The ball took off, and the audience waited with bated breath, nervous, wouldn't it?

.....

The ball flew straight into the sky, and sure enough, it didn't hold it down.

"Hey. ”

Long Tengfei held his head in both hands, and the audience sighed in Class 8.

This is a great opportunity to be surprised, and it should be difficult next time.

"Brother Tang, do you want to jerk off. Qin Fei didn't feel anything, he just wanted to laugh.

"Nima, you can do it, I haven't kicked it much, it's hard to control that thing. Donwell was also helpless.

Six classes kick off.

Their ball has been moving in the midfield and backfield, not in a hurry, upside down, very boring, it can be seen that they usually play football, and there is tacit cooperation between teammates.

Long Tengfei and Tang Wei's back and forth rushing together were all futile and wasted strength

Qin Fei was waiting in the midfield, because he knew that the opposite side was also looking for a flaw, so he didn't dare to relax, and kept walking in front of Yang Bin and Su Mu.

Time passed minute by minute, 10 minutes have passed, the strikers are sweating like rain, and the back guards have begun to play mahjong.

Class 6 is still pouring the ball, and the ball possession rate is about to reach 90%, and the students of Class 8 can't stand it anymore and start to boo.

"You guys are playing with the ball. ”

Goalkeeper Yao Ming has already started chatting happily with the girl next to him, and if he can lie down in the future, he probably wants to

"Qin Fei, it's useless, you're doomed. "Yang Bin has always been suppressed by Qin Fei, but he will never admit defeat.

"You're so beautiful, don't think too much about it. Qin Fei said back, competitive sports, you can lose anything, but you can't lose in words.

It was in the interval between Qin Fei and Yang Bin talking.

The opponent's central defender finally came out with the ball, and a big foot took off, which was Su Mu's position.

, when did this Su Mu run to the left back.

"Defensively. ”

The anesthetized foursome hurriedly attacked, and Qin Fei also hurried back to defend.

Yang Bin smiled slyly, and also stuck Qin Fei's position.

He deliberately talked to Qin Fei just now to attract his attention.

Because he knew that among so many people in Class 8, Qin Fei ran the fastest, and his agility was amazing, if he didn't get rid of him, there was no possibility of scoring at all.

Su Mu's ball is very good, every time he touches the ball, the strength is well controlled, the ball seems to grow on his feet, and the rhythm is very strong.

He kept singing and marching, first past Yang Shangsong, then Xie Donggua, and finally came to a dance-like spin, shaking Luo to the ground.

The hearts of the people in Class 8 are dripping blood.

In the end, he squeezed the tank Lai Chengjuan through, and he had already formed a single knife.

The people of Class 8 began to deliberately shout and shout to interfere with him, but he still moved forward very steadily, and the three girls in front of him, not to mention, were not vulnerable at all, and watched Su Mu pass by their side.

"Come on, Susu, it's great. ”

"Come on. The students of Class 6 also shouted.

It's getting closer.

The goal was in front of him, but Su Mu deliberately stopped.

What is he going to do?

Qin Fei believed that if he directly moved forward single-handedly, Yao Ming would definitely not be able to stop him.

But he doesn't want it to be that easy, he wants to play a thrill, a penalty.

That's self-confidence.

Not only did he want to score, but he also had to completely destroy the opponent's confidence.

Everyone can see that Su Mu's basic skills are quite solid, and the shooting technique must be first-class, just look at this kick, whether Yao Ming can block it.

Teacher Feng Shun also nodded with satisfaction, silently remembering something in the notebook.

Qin Fei desperately went back to defense, but it was too late, and suddenly there was a little awkward under his feet, it turned out that there were stones on the ground, and he immediately picked up one.

Su Mu sneered.

He's going to.

A kick erupted.

The ball shot out like a bomb in the wind and rain.

This angle is a perfect dead end.

Although Yao Ming misjudged the right direction, it was still impossible to pounce, unless he was really Yao Ming, but unfortunately he was not.

This is a must-score.

There is no suspense.

The people of Class 6 have begun to cheer, and the people of Class 8 have begun to despair.

Is it in?

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