"Teacher, you're talking about the national football team, not our class team. Chen Younian interjected.

It was the Mongolian Army who took the penalty. In anticipation, he flattened the turf with a blank face and carefully placed the ball. "A bit like a pro, be cautious and make sure you don't make mistakes. "Four Eyes acts as a temporary narrator.

The referee's whistle sounded, Meng Jun shook his hair, ran two steps, and made a very obvious feint that a blind man could distinguish, Liao Xuebing said in his heart: "It's too amateur!" Meng Jun pulled out his foot and shot angrily, the goalkeeper judged correctly, but the ball came out of his armpit and slowly rolled into the goal!

There was jubilation on the field!

After hard work, the second class of the second year rewrote the score to 2 to 1!

Ye Yuhu's morale was boosted again, and as the hero of the goal, they were surrounded by the team members and congratulated him and the Mongolian army. Ye Yuhu and He Xin looked at each other like fighting cocks, and their eyes didn't blink.

The Mongolian army was still expressionless, as if it was none of their business.

Lao Liao was a little unhappy in his heart: "In the three-year class, you birds want to fight for some energy, I bet 4,500 yuan on you! That's the principal's money, you don't look at the monk's face but also look at the Buddha's face!"

The boys and girls watching the battle in the second class of the second year shouted happily, and Pei Xiaodan glared at Lao Liao a few times, as if to say: "Let's see! Our class will definitely win." ”

Liao Xuebing sneered and said, "Ye Yuhu, they are lucky, but I don't think they are the ones who have the last laugh." You look at their level, obviously not at the same level as others, the game still has to rely on strength to speak, you see, we will launch a fierce counterattack in the first class of three years. ”

Pei Xiaodan showed an expression of disbelief and said, "Teacher Liao, you are simply a big traitor. ”

Liao Xuebing was embarrassed when he heard this, and immediately said: "Cough, from a broader standpoint, after all, the first and second classes are from the same school, so I should treat everyone equally." ”

Pei Xiaodan scoffed at this statement and turned his head away from him.

After kicking off again, the audience regained their composure, and Chen Younian's basin was knocked much harder than before.

Thirty-five minutes in the second half.

Ye Yuhu, who has been cruising in the opponent's half, got a great opportunity, probably because the second-class midfielder had a physical decline, and he wanted to fall a few more feet, but there was a passing error, and the ball was falling to Ye Yuhu's feet, at this time he was only a few meters away from the opponent's penalty area, and the angle he formed in front of the goal was very favorable, and the goalkeeper was standing on the other side of the goal.

When the break continues, it will be chaotic, Ye Yuhu shouted: "Tiger shooting!" The ball flew quickly towards the goal, with the position of the goalkeeper, it was too late to save anyway, Ye Yuhu clenched his hands and was very excited in his heart.

At this moment, a figure came out of the air and miraculously saved the ball.

Liao Xuebing couldn't help but bounce up, "Good job!"

The goalkeeper has his back to the football, and his distance and posture can't touch the football, it's too good, right?

Ye Yuhu took a closer look, and it was the opponent's No. 5 defender who saved the goal...... His reaction was jaw-dropping! The crowd was going crazy.

The referee blew the whistle: "Handball in the box! Penalty awarded!" and showed a red card to send off the amazing defender. Four Eyes muttered, "Soul possession, it's really soul possession." ”

The situation took a turn for the worse and became much more favorable to the second class of the second year, which no one expected before the game. The cheerleaders of the third class are still shouting: "The first class of the third year will always compete for the first ......", but people's attention to them has been attracted by the exciting events, and they no longer look at them.

With ten minutes left in the game, they had every chance to turn defeat into victory.

The penalty was awarded without any suspense. The match was tied 2-2.

Lao Liao really wanted to beat Ye Yuhu to death at this time, when my 4,500 yuan is not money? That's the activity fund given by the old principal, what will I pay if I lose? He stood on the sidelines with his hands crossed, his face was unfathomable, and he listened to the laughter and laughter of Siyan, Chen Younian, and Pei Xiaodan, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart.

As if to verify the truth of football's unpredictability, or the potential of the three-year class was fully stimulated, He Xin started a surprisingly high speed after getting the pass, connecting three people and bursting into the penalty area. At the same time, only the goalkeeper and the striker Li Yuzhong rushed to the back to rescue from the front court in the penalty area of the second class of the second year, faintly forming a single knife trend.

Liao Xuebing's mood suddenly lifted, his hands clenched into fists, and he said in pieces: "Get up, shoot, don't hesitate!"

Four Eyes said: "The striker is the defender, Li Yuzhong insists on getting it, resist it, resist it for me!"

Just for a moment, He Xin picked the ball over Li Yuzhong's head, and he rushed over to catch the ball, which caused an excited applause. Seeing that he was about to form a one-on-one heads-up with the goalkeeper, Li Yuzhong was in a hurry, pounced on him and grabbed him, and happened to grab the corner of He Xin's shorts with both hands and pulled his pants down.

He Xin was rushing forward, and the two tripped together, and their shorts were pulled down at the heel. The crowd booed and the referee's whistle sounded.

He Xin didn't care whether he was injured or not, he grabbed the position with both hands first, and his face was ugly and ugly: "Hey, you dead lady! Lao Tzu is not a faggot, don't touch me, the girl I have a crush on is still in the audience!"

Li Yuzhong was even more embarrassed and hurriedly let go of him. There was malicious laughter inside and outside the stadium. Ye Yuhu said angrily: "Li Yuzhong, you stupid pig, get out of here! The striker can't be a striker and wants to grab the position of a defender!"

There was no need for him to roll, the referee had already awarded a penalty and took out a red card to send Li Yuzhong off.

Liao Xuebing was taken aback, and felt that gambling was really not done by people, and it would be better to have less in the future, but now he regained his confidence in the third year class, and said secretly: "Don't worry, Li Yuzhong, I will let you pass the Chinese exam." You are a savior, a role model for footballers. ”

He Xin deserved to be the core of the first class on the field, and scored the penalty without any suspense.

At this time, even the four eyes applauded the opponent's performance, "This He Xin played really beautifully, and the penalty kick actually learned from the star to play the 'spoon'." ”

Liao Xuebing said: "Needless to say, I think he is the three-year class of Zineda, but he didn't thank him." ”

"Teacher, it's Zidane, it's not Neda. Four Eyes said mercilessly.

Now the score is 3-2! The third class has regained the lead. With less than ten minutes left in stoppage time, the two sides fought fiercely in the penalty area.