Just when Hu Qinghe struggled to rush to the middle line, Ye Fan had already taken the lead directly and came to the front of the football.

At this time, Yang Fengya saw Ye Fan behind Hu Qinghe and rushed directly to the middle line of the quagmire football, and suddenly a nervous look flashed in her eyes.

When Yang Fengya saw Ye Fan raising his foot and kicking it directly towards the beach mud ball, Yang Fengya could clearly capture Ye Fan's brows, and immediately frowned.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's figure that originally carried the ball forward was also stunned.

Seeing Ye Fan's expression, Yang Fengya's expression suddenly lit up.

Just now, Yang Fengya notified the person in charge of the props team that he directly used some intrigues and tricks for Ye Fan.

At this time, don't look at the mud monkey-like football under Ye Fan's feet, it is the same as before, and there is no difference in appearance.

However, only Yang Fengya knows:

Props group: They have a kind of soccer ball that is specially used for taking pictures and promoting it.

This football is made of aluminum alloy, which can be said to be very heavy, of course, the surface of the football has been specially treated, and the appearance looks no different from an ordinary football.

No matter how powerful Ye Fan's skills are and how skilled he is in kicking football, if he is playing a very weighty iron football, what can Ye Fan do?

This time, Yang Fengya saw Ye Fan just now, and she could always get the ball, but Hu Qinghe, including the other team members, didn't have a chance to carry the ball at all, so she thought of an idea.

Since Hu Qinghe and others can't get the ball, they can't score, so Yang Fengya simply let Ye Fan look like a foreign one directly in front of the camera, which is fine.

When Hu Qinghe saw Ye Fan at this time, he lightly touched the ball, but the ball under Ye Fan's feet did not push forward as quickly as usual, but stiffly moved in place, moving a few centimeters, Hu Qinghe suddenly frowned.

At this time, Yang Fengya directly stuck to Hu Qinghe's ear and said everything she had just done.

"So you're saying that the soccer ball is a piece of iron that you can't play at all?"

Seeing Yang Fengya nodding, Hu Qinghe suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Hu Qinghe, facing the other interlocutors who surrounded him, raised his hand to stop everyone's actions.

"Alright guys, we, the Rushers, have won every local star team in other cities. ”

"As the captain, I, Hu Qinghe, feel a little tired. Since today's Shenzhou star team has such a powerful junior football player, fortunately, I will hand over today's game victory to such a junior teenager, what can I do?"

"Then everybody don't defend, and this last goal, let me use all our cameras to record how the Deep State teenagers scored. ”

At this time, Hu Qinghe was very generous on the surface.

His meaning is also very obvious, in the past, the star team of the Breakers won the game every time, but this time, they thought that they needed to give the Star Team of Deep State a face.

In this way, a signal to the outside world is that Hu Qinghe disdains to fight with Ye Fan for the winner or loss of this final game. It also highlights the quality of Hu Qinghe's generosity and the atmosphere of indisputability.

This setting is completely in line with Hu Qinghe is a big warm man.

Hearing Hu Qinghe's words and seeing Hu Qinghe's easy abnormal behavior, the rest of the interloper star team was suddenly stunned one by one.

However, Hu Qinghe has the highest appeal in the team.

Naturally, no one dared to refute what Hu Qinghe said.

Therefore, the star teams that had not come over suddenly all opened the way for Ye Fan.

And the goalkeeper was even more interested, jumping to the shore early, holding his arms and posing as if he was watching the excitement.

This goalkeeper was tortured by Ye Fan just now, and he was already frightened.

Seeing Hu Qinghe at this time, he actually ordered all the team members to not have to defend, and he was the first to rush to the shore.

At the same time, the defender was still very grateful to Hu Qinghe in his heart, after all, the impact of Ye Fan's football in the first few times was getting bigger and bigger for him, and he even had an illusion that if he went to pick up Ye Fan's football again this time, maybe he would fall apart directly.

Rather than directly dismantling his body for the sake of a game, the goalkeeper might as well hide outside at this time, which is more at ease.

When the audience in front of the TV saw Hu Qinghe, they were so generous and immediately looked at Hu Qinghe, and kept stretching their thumbs.

These people were originally fans of Hu Qinghe.

It's just that when he saw his idol, he was still the same warm man as usual, and suddenly his eyes converged on Hu Qinghe's side again.

Hearing Hu Qinghe's words, all the cameras immediately pointed their cameras in Ye Fan's direction.

They also wanted to witness how Ye Fan scored the last goal.

Only Luo Mengyu was lying on Ye Fan's back, and when he heard Ye Fan kick the ball just now, there was a somewhat crisp sound from the ball.

The sound was clearly metallic, very different from the usual ball.

Just when Ye Fan was, just when Luo Mengyu wanted to ask Ye Fan when, then he saw Ye Fan, standing in place and kicking the football directly at his feet.

Hu Qinghe and Yang Fengya saw that Ye Fanming knew that the ball under his feet was a metal football, and he actually kicked forward with such a force, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"If you had a normal soccer ball at your feet, you might have kicked it so hard and it might have hit our goal. It's a pity that there is a metal football under your feet, and at this time you use such a lot of force, there are only two situations, either the foot of this guy surnamed Ye will be directly shattered by the metal ball. Either Ye Fan has some cultivation, and the force on his feet is very large, and he can only directly shatter the metal ball. It can be said that no matter what the result is, the guy surnamed Ye, you don't want to kick this football into the goal of the interlocutor team today. ”

Yang Fengya was lying on Hu Qinghe's back at this time, and her eyes were full of sighs.

Immediately after that, she whispered what she had just said in Hu Qinghe's ear.

Hu Qinghe nodded with satisfaction when he heard this.

Although Yang Fengya is a third-rate family in Qingqu City, she is just like these children of the family, and everyone knows some conspiracy methods.

However, today's Yang Fengya is a conspiracy method, which is very close to Hu Qinghe's intentions.

Hu Qinghe raised his head at this time and looked in the direction of Luo Mengyu, and a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes.

He waited for Ye Fan's foot to be kicked off directly by the metal ball, Luo Mengyu would fall from Ye Fan's body, and then Hu Qinghe would rush over at the last opportunity to save Luo Mengyu.

At that time, he not only conformed to Hu Qinghe's image of a warm man who saved people with righteousness, but at the same time, he might be able to win Luo Mengyu's heart.

Thinking of this, Hu Qinghe's body tensed and was ready to rush in the direction of Ye Fan.