Chapter 112: Funny
Fang Qiu's self-confidence infected the students in the class, Zhan Tingwang, Zhou Wei, Zhang Zhizhong, Zhang Ningyu, Xu Hao, Jiang Xiaoyong and other players all mustered up their morale and shouted: "Class 28 of high school, you must win!" ”
Seeing that the teachers and students of the eighth class of the second year of high school were shouting "must win", the students of the eighth class of the third year of high school only said four words: "Hehe, stupid." ”
Physical education teacher Wang Zhaoping served as the referee of the game, and with his whistle, the game officially began.
"Class 28, you will win! Class 28, win! ”
"Class 38, come on! Class 38, come on! ”
As soon as the ball game began, the cheerleading girls of the two classes began to wave their flags and cheer, and the atmosphere on the field immediately ignited.
The students of Class 38 kicked off first, and Zhan Tingwang and Zhou Wei immediately pounced on the No. 10 player who was holding the ball on the other side.
With a mocking smile on his face, the opponent's No. 10 easily distributed the ball to the feet of the wing No. 11.
Player No. 11 didn't even look at it, so he made a long pass of 45 degrees and hung it straight into the penalty area of the 28th class.
"Okay, look at me!" The opponent's No. 9 player didn't know when he had rushed to the penalty area of the 28th class of high school, and there were only two players from the 28th class in front of him, Fang Qiu and goalkeeper Yao Jianqiang!
Seeing that the other party arrived in front of the penalty area so quickly, Yao Jianqiang's palms unconsciously sweated a lot: "Teacher Fang, it's up to you, the world's top football player, don't let us down!" ”
The opponent's No. 9 player is 1.7 meters tall, sturdy, fast, and a standard speed striker.
Seeing that the ball was about to be caught by himself, the number nine player was in a good mood: "There is only one defender, and the opportunity to shoot one-on-one is coming......"
Call!
Player Nine had just raised his foot to stop the ball, only to feel a flower in front of him, and his raised foot was empty.
The football that had not yet landed was snatched by Fang Qiu, who jumped high in mid-air, and ran forward quickly with the ball, making the No. 9 player dumbfounded on the spot.
"Teacher Fang is doing well!"
"Come on, Teacher Fang!"
The girls in the class screamed, although they usually had a hostile attitude towards the cheap* people, but now that everyone is united in their hatred of the outside world, of course they have to cheer for Fang Qiu.
Listening to the cheering of the girls, Fang Qiu was also a little vain in his heart: "What are you nine guys still standing for?" All for me to rush to the opponent's penalty area, if I can touch the ball, I will kick it to the opponent's goal, and I can kick one by one! ”
Looking at the "911" formation of Class 28, the players of Class 38 had an urge to vomit blood.
Your sister's, only one guard is left, and all nine people are attacking, and you are a decoration when we are our team members!
"Rob!" The No. 10 player of the 38th class shouted, and he took the lead in rushing towards Fang Qiu, and a frontal flying shovel shoveled over.
If Fang Qiu's strength is shoveled by this kid, then he can go and eat.
Of course, in order not to make people see that he was bullying these students, he still used very formal football moves to avoid tackles.
With a buckle, a turn, and a pull, Fang Qiu successfully dodged the tackle of the opponent's No. 10 player and continued to move forward.
The opponent's No. 11, No. 8 and No. 7 stepped forward to block together, Fang Qiu hooked the ball with his toes, and after hooking the ball, he threw out a big foot: "Attack!" ”
I saw the football in mid-air through a very stable arc, straight to the left corner of the opponent's penalty area.
Fang Qiu attracted five people to chase and intercept the opponent, the number of players on both sides at the front of the opponent's penalty area was nine to five, and there were four people in the twenty-eighth class who were not defended, Zhan Tingwang and Zhang Zhizhong were in the left corner of the big penalty area, and the position was excellent.
"Good chance!" The squad leader Zhang Zhizhong was overjoyed and raised a foot high, ready to unload the ball.
As soon as he lifted his foot, the falling soccer ball went under his feet, and his swing on one foot was like a puppy peeing.
"Haha......" The audience was amused by the funny scene and burst into laughter.
Zhang Zhizhong's face was as red as if something, and he stood in place stupidly, at a loss.
Zhan Tingwang is the best player in the 28th class, he rushed up to pick up the second drop point as soon as possible, but unfortunately the two defenders on the other side blocked up, one grabbed the ball and the other stuck the position to make up for the defense, and did not give Zhan Tingwang any chance.
Such a great opportunity didn't even have a chance to shoot on goal, and the students of Class 28 couldn't help but be annoyed.
However, they finally found out, that is, Fang Qiu was really as powerful as he boasted about himself.
With him guarding the rear, they can safely attack forward.
"Fight back on the spot, hurry up!" Zhan Tingwang shouted loudly, and the other players came back to their senses and pounced on the opposing team's player.
Not to mention, nine against five, Rao is the opponent's player skills are several times higher, and he can't help but be stretched at this time.
The opposing midfielders, No. 7, No. 8, No. 10, hurriedly returned to defend before they regained control of the ball at their feet.
After such a toss just now, the students of Class 38 immediately put away their contempt and did not dare to be careless anymore.
This time, they played with ground relay cooperation, and shook Fang Qiu over with a few exquisite two-to-one.
"Good chance!" Seeing that he had given Fang Qiu over, the No. 9 player was proud, and the linesman's flag was raised.
"Di-" The referee's whistle also sounded, and the students of Class 38 were ruled offside.
"Holy!" The No. 9 player in the 38th class is called a depressed, and he blames himself for being too anxious, why didn't he see such an obvious offside trap?
When the players of Class 38 were still annoyed, Fang Qiu shouted again: "Little ones, rush towards the other party's base camp!" ”
It was another precise long pass, and the football spun and flew towards the front of the penalty area of Class 38.
Players from both sides all gathered around the first landing point of the football, pushing each other and competing for the position.
As soon as the ball fell, one player from each side jumped up and fought for the header, but neither of them grabbed it, and the ball leaked through the back of the player's head!
"Haha......" There was another burst of laughter on the field, where are these guys playing football, are they clearly playing football, okay?
"Here's my chance!" Jiang Xiaoyong had only one defender in front of him, and the football just rolled to his feet, which made him excited.
"Look at me, shoot!" Jiang Xiaoyong was about to control the ball and then raise his foot to shoot, but he stepped on the football, the ball rolled, and the person came with four feet in the sky, like an old turtle that had been turned over.
"Haha......" The audience was so happy, some bent over, and some covered their stomachs.
Everyone is thinking that the goals that must be scored can be played like this, and if the 28th class can win today, then it will be called a ghost.
Mao Huihui also patted his chest again and again, fortunately, the classmates in his class were not competitive enough, otherwise he would have to lose miserably.
Chen Fang's three girls bet 100 yuan, and 10 yuan for one, that's 1,000 yuan!
However, Mao Huihui was also struggling with contradictions in his heart at the same time, because he saw the hope of his class winning.
If there was no hope at all before, Mao Huihui would never have any other ideas.
But now that hope is in front of you, do you want the class to win, or do you want to suffer less financial losses?
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