At this moment, Li Hao went to the meeting alone, only the goalkeeper BOY was left in front of him, and the most practical tactic was to pretend to pass the goalkeeper BOY, and then pretend to be pounced, pretending to fall down and let the other party eat cards, but this trick has just been used, even if the referee is very cooperative, he is embarrassed to punish the other two in a row. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I had to settle for the next best thing, destroying the confidence of the goalkeeper BOY in a pompous way.

Although two bursts from 35 meters away have a certain effect, but they are not enough, if you shoot like that again, it is very likely to be blocked, and if you want not to be blocked, you have to pursue the angle, but then even he will reduce the hit rate, so this time he chose to destroy the opponent in a more excessive way.

Goalkeeper BOY's attack was so sloppy and clumsy, which allowed Li Yi to shake off him with a slight change of direction and dribble.

In the face of the empty goal, Li Yan did not shoot, but dribbled to the goal at a very slow speed.

Goalkeeper BOY thought he had lost it, but he was stunned for a moment before he reacted, this bastard, he actually despised me!

He angrily rushed at Li Yi and pounced on the football at Li Yan's feet at the right distance.

LI XUAN GENTLY STEPPED ON THE BALL AND PULLED IT BACK, JUST ENOUGH TO MAKE BOY COMPLETELY EMPTY, AND THEN LI XUAN LIGHTLY PICKED UP, ALLOWING THE FOOTBALL TO FLOAT ABOVE BOY'S ALREADY FALLEN BODY AT AN EXTREMELY SLOW SPEED AND IN A HUGE ARC.

BOY watched the football fall into the goal like a leaf, and the whole person was about to cry!

Then, like the previous two times, Li Hao gently jumped into the goal and ran to the midfield with the ball in his arms.

16：3。

If you don't count the red card incident in the middle, it took less than two minutes!

Li Yan ran to the midfield, and waved his arms around to encourage the audience's emotions.

In fact, he doesn't need these people to get bored, it's his teammates who need this.

The next is a tough battle, the opponent has realized that he is strong, once they start a team attack, they can't defend alone, they must rely on their teammates, and the strength of their teammates is here, the technique cannot be improved, only the courage to improve immediately is desperate, to force them to make resolute moves, desperate running, to let the rest of the people become Zheng Yi!

Under Li Yi's extremely professional instigation, the audience inevitably boiled even more, and the cheerleaders couldn't wait for everyone to make a horse and scream with their lives.

The teammates on the field did nothing, enjoying the enthusiasm of the audience and the love of the cheerleaders, which is more precious than the hope of victory, but also something of practical significance.

Male A felt his blood boiling: "Can you win...... If you go on like this, you can really win. ”

Male B raised his arms and shouted around, "Defend! ”

Male C raised his glasses and began to command the defense: "Yes, just like Li Yan said, maybe you can't break the ball, but you have to stick to people." ”

Male D silently moved his wrist to accumulate strength: "Hmph, there's no way, get serious." ”

Zheng Yi looked at the rekindled youth of his classmates with tears in his eyes.

Yes, that's it, never give up!

Li Xuan, you are really strong, it's not just a matter of ball skills, you can infect everyone.

I've got to get stronger, too!

Bai Jing had been carried away by the shouting, but she still stuck to the bottom line.

But there's always something to do.

So when the other cheerleaders were shouting frantically, she silently picked up Li Yan's shirt and stuffed it into her backpack.

The momentum that the Franks had just regained was gone, and they felt stupid, who started the stupid act of rounding out the game?

Goalkeeper BOY was the most frustrated, and he was already sitting in front of the door and clutching the turf and doubting his life.

I maybe, I chose the wrong direction, my dream was to be an orthopedic surgeon.

The game will go on after all, on the midfield line, the striker BOY stepped on the ball heavily, he bowed his head slightly, looking at the armband on his right shoulder, this is the transmission of the captain's will, this is a rare test, morale has been so low, can not go on like this, football, is a team sport!

He looked up again......

Wait, the eyes of the soft-footed shrimp on the other side have changed, and the pace has also changed.

They're looking forward to the next game!

Damn it.

Striker BOY turned to look at the side ahead, and Li Yan was squirming coquettishly and jumping to warm up.

Li Yan also glanced at him, smiled slightly, and started the gorgeous action of stepping on the bicycle infinitely, there is no doubt that this is a provocation.

Damn it!

Instinctively, striker BOY wants to continue to compete with the male.

But the captain's armband is on the arm, and he has to take on the responsibility of the captain!

The two beliefs swirled wildly in the head of BOY, he closed his eyes tightly and fell into a huge entanglement, he couldn't let the captain down anymore, but he was such a competitive person, whether to give up his personality for professionalism, or to let his personality burn completely, whether to be a competent good brother, or let his sister see his fiery heart, this series of thoughts, so that he couldn't hear any outside sounds at all, until the shrill whistle woke him up.

The referee had already stood in front of him and showed a yellow card,

He suddenly came to his senses.

There is a time limit for serving, and you have to draw cards if you deliberately delay!

The referee pulled out another red card.

Two yellows turned into one red, he had already eaten a yellow card, just because the captain was sent off and the referee reasoned.

The referee picked up a small notebook and recorded these events.

None of the German BOY tried to theorize with the referee, just looking at the striker BOY with a shit-like expression.

Because the striker BOY stepped on the ball in a daze for more than a minute, the referee had warned him three times, and his own people were urging him, but he didn't know what was in his head, this kind of mistake would not even be made by Balotelli.

In the rest area, the coach looked coldly at the former captain BOY.

Captain BOY covered his eyes in despair, wanting to cry without tears, sure enough, idiots cannot grow up, they are doomed from the moment they are born.

STRIKER BOY WAS SLUGGISH FOR A LONG TIME, AND THE REFEREE URGED HIM SEVERAL TIMES TO HAND OVER THE CAPTAIN'S ARMBAND AND LEAVE THE FIELD, BUT HE DID NOT REACT AT ALL.

In his eyes, only the man who pedaled the bicycle infinitely was left.

He is so indifferent and professional, he is like a fragile transparent cellophane in front of him, not only crushed in terms of technology and strength, but even his personality is seen through at a glance.

Lost, this time outright lost.

Is this what failure tastes like?

But why, I was a little moved, this Oriental BOY seemed to have taught me something.

Striker BOY was dragged off the pitch by his teammates, and if he delayed any longer, the referee would continue to give yellow cards to unrelated people until less than seven people were awarded a loss.