The auditorium was full of students. This is also the reason why the competition is held in the evening, and there are no important classes at this time, basically all self-study classes, and the school simply does not attend them, so they can support the team of the school.

Enduring the roars of the students around him, Han Chengjun shook his head slightly, and suddenly with a soft sigh, a girl in the cheerleading team attracted his attention. When I looked closely, I found this girl very interesting. The other girls were smearing whitening products on their faces and bodies, but it was as if she was deliberately darkening her skin.

Han Chengjun thought for a while, pointed to the cheerleader he fancied and said, "Do you know that girl?"

Min Xianyi looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw a tall girl performing hard, as if she didn't know her, shook her head, and said, "What's the matter, you want to recruit her to your company?" And I also know him to a certain extent, he is not the kind of boy who comes out to hunt for beauty.

Han Chengjun nodded, there are no trainees in the company now, and trainees can be said to be the cornerstone of the long-term development of entertainment companies. Although the news has been released to the society, in line with the principle of preferring shortage to abuse, not many people have been recruited. Besides, Han Chengjun's benefits to them are so good, recruiting too many people with no development prospects will increase the burden on the company.

Min Xianyi's eyes rolled and he came up with an idea: "Eh, although I don't understand it, I can also see that the performance of that school is not very good." If you can help them win the game as an outside player and then approach that girl as a hero, it's not a big problem, right?"

That's a ...... Han Chengjun has nothing to say to Min Xianyi, not to mention whether he can invite foreign aid in the high school competition, just say that people haven't started the game yet, how can you see that people are not performing well? Besides, if he runs up recklessly like this, it will definitely be regarded as a ridicule of the school, so let's wait until the game is over.

After playing for less than ten minutes, Han Chengjun had already seen that although the football team of this school was fighting at home, its offensive and defensive capabilities were insufficient, and it had been poured into a goal, and the guidance on the sidelines could not arrange a reasonable tactic. Indeed, as Min Xianyi said, the performance was not too good.

If you think about it carefully, you can understand that if you are so close to home, you must also be studying in this school, so you can't be ignorant.

Min Xianyi stood up, ignored Han Chengjun's objections, pulled him to the sidelines, and greeted the coach: "Hello, teacher." ”

The coach was in a very bad mood, although it was an ordinary friendly match, but it was still very embarrassing to play like this, and after recognizing Min Xianyi, he just smiled and said: "Ah, Xianyi, you wait a minute, I have to find a way to win this game!"

Min Xianyi pulled Han Chengjun over and introduced: "Teacher, this is the purpose of my visit, if you can, let this guy play, I am sure that I can help our school reverse the decline!"

"He?" the coach stared at Han Chengjun with suspicion, and said in embarrassment: "You must know that the list of substitutes has been reported to the referee before the start of the game, even if I want to let him go, it is impossible." ”

Min Xianyi smiled and said: "Teacher, no matter how we say it, it can be regarded as a home game, won't the referee still show us a little? Moreover, if you can take him to the referee's side, the problem you said will not be a problem at all." ”

Before coming, Min Xianyi had already soaked Han Chengjun softly, these were all Han Chengjun's words, she just said it again.

The coach was still skeptical, thought about it carefully, and still shirked it: "Xianyi, don't be in a hurry, you have to believe in the strength of our school, and look at your juniors on the field, they are still running in full spirit." Maybe they'll surprise us in a moment. But don't worry, I'll leave a place on the bench for your friend. ”

If it weren't for Min Xianyi's face, Han Chengjun would have said goodbye with a smile. But he was soft-hearted and couldn't stand the other party's pitiful eyes, so he stood on the sidelines and continued to watch the game between the two sides.

By the end of the first half, the home team had already conceded three goals. Looking at the other party's meaning, it should be taking into account the purpose of the friendly match, and not showing too prominently, as if he was restrained. But in the eyes of the coach, this is more than being insulted!

Finally, under the miserable performance of his own players, the coach let Han Chengjun play, and he was already a dead horse as a live horse doctor in his heart, so he regarded it as a face for Min Xianyi, anyway, it was already like this.

The formation of the team adopted a 4-5-1 formation, and Han Sung-jun replaced the striker. The coach has lost much hope for a goal and is okay with it as long as he doesn't get scored again. So, although Han Sungjun's position seems to be very important, it doesn't mean anything.

Han Chengjun didn't care, put on his equipment and walked to the forward position, watched the ball by his own players, and the football rolled to his feet. Standing on tiptoe slightly, I felt the weight and bearing capacity of the football, and slowly ran straight ahead with the ball.

Originally, the coach still had a glimmer of hope, Min Xianyi recommended it so much, this student may be really powerful. Looking at his figure, although it is inconspicuous, out of professional sensitivity, he can feel that Han Chengjun's body seems to have accumulated huge energy.

But seeing Han Chengjun carrying the ball alone, going straight in single-handedly, and rushing straight to the opponent's door, I felt that this student didn't understand football at all. If you want to change it, it seems to be too much of Min Xianyi's face. People are no longer their own students, so they still have to be a little scruples.

When the opposing player pounced, Han Sungjun's flexible passing skills amazed the audience. It seems that with a slight movement, the football has passed under the opposing player. The football was like sticking to Han Sungjun's feet, as if he was here to show off his skills, watching one person and one ball run wildly on the field.

Running outside the opponent's goal line with the ball, Han Sungjun gently stood on his toes and volleyed. The scene that we often see in the game is that the football passes through the goalkeeper's saved hands with a strong wind, spins the net at great speed for a few seconds, and actually shoots the net through the wall on the sidelines!

The students behind the fence all stood up as if they had been hit by a football, and then the audience erupted in a tsunami-like cry as if the dome was about to be lifted!

Han Chengjun is very calm, nothing more than relying on his superior physical condition, and there is nothing to be proud of.

Although Min Xianyi has already seen Han Chengjun's magic, every time he performs, he will bring her a strong shock. It's like a book, and every page brings you a new feeling.

The students were talking. A student asked a friend next to him, "Is that new substitute from our school?" But since he has such a strong strength, why didn't he play in the first place?"

His friend was also puzzled, and replied in an uncertain tone: "Maybe his physical strength can't last the whole game." "After saying that, even I don't think it's credible, no matter how strong a person's explosiveness is, it's also based on his own physique. To be able to kick such a powerful kick, with such a clever angle, and the strength is just right, that is, to retain the remaining strength.

In the next game, he was no longer showing himself, but constantly giving the ball to his teammates, and he himself kept pressing passes. What the audience saw was such a scene: a clearance on the 3rd, Han Chengjun flew a kick and passed to the No. 9 outside the goal line, and the football seemed to have eyes, and with a light touch on the foot of the 9th, it spun and shot into the goal.

When the second ball was poured in, the opposing head coach was yelling from the edge of the field, and his emotions were out of control. In football, there can be no pauses in the middle of a football match, and three substitutions can be considered a small timeout. So, even if the players on the field don't perform well, the coach doesn't have anything too good to do.

Kick off again, the opposing striker wants to break through with the ball, and wants to shake it off with a feint. Han Chengjun naturally ran with the opponent, and did not step forward to break the ball, but kept pressing the sideline in the opposite direction and did not give him any chance to pass. Finally, the opponent had to be close to the touchline, and one turned back to pass back to the midfield.

Han Chengjun lay on his back, supported by his right arm, and kicked up with his left foot, still sending the ball to the feet of his No. 9. However, it can still be seen that the tacit understanding is not enough, and No. 9's consciousness is not very good, so he sent the ball back with a long pass. Originally, there was no one to stop him in a straight line with the goal. A great chance to shoot on goal, and just like that, it was lost.

In this way, Han Sung-jun can no longer pass the ball to him. With the number 9 running, if it is passed to him again, it will cause offside. He could only break through with the ball alone and run to the big penalty area.

The goalkeeper already knew how powerful Han Chengjun was and rushed over to hold his shot. Han Sung-jun passed the goalkeeper with a pendulum style, easily shook the goalkeeper, and with a little tiptoe, the football rolled into the goal.

Kicking off again, the opposing coach arranged three people to block Han Sungjun. And he didn't care, and when he passed his teammates, he whispered not to pass him the ball again. Then he often showed the posture of wanting to break through, and from time to time ran outside the penalty area to wait for the landing of the football, which made the three players who surrounded him nervous and unable to defend the others, which greatly reduced the pressure on Han Chengjun's team. After a while, No. 9 picked the ball and also shot the football into the goal.

Min Xianyi looked at Han Chengjun on the field, he seemed to be born with the temperament of a king. No matter when or what the environment, he is a well-deserved protagonist. Whether it is from appearance, figure, or ability, Min Xianyi is fascinated.

Han Chengjun looked at the time, it had been 90 minutes, and he didn't need to perform anymore. So in the following time, the ball came and ran with it, and it would be passed out within ten meters, and it was no longer actively pressing, and there was no intention of shooting again. After all, it's a friendly match, and you have to save some face for the other party. But he did a good job, and it felt like he was a little tired.

After a few more minutes, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the match. The audience erupted in enthusiastic cheers and applause, and everyone knew that the victory in this game could be said to have been won by Han Sungjun. His blistering running, his flawless passing, his clever passing, his precise shooting took a kindergarten team to a high school level.