Mo Lan pursed her lips, held back a smile, and watched quietly for a while a team gathered around Nancy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"So, is the game ready to start?" He coughed lightly, concentrating everyone's attention.

"Let's go, let's go." Several members of Nancy's side said impatiently.

A game forward is the passion of the whole team, and only with passion can there be the pleasure of playing ball. Now this striker is a junior school girl with thin arms and legs, which makes them completely uninterested.

What can they be excited about by a game that is destined to be abused?

The time to play in the third year of high school is extremely rare, and I thought that everyone could get together at this time today to play a game happily, but I didn't expect to have to stir up such a play.

Nancy looked at the few team members around her and walked towards the center of the field with their heads downcast, only the dog paused beside her, leaned over slightly and leaned into her ear and said, "Nancy, the first grade should not be so low in emotional intelligence, right?" So I believe you have some skills to challenge Molan, right? ”

"I guess I have some skills." Nancy blinked her wide, curled eyelashes.

She was taught by David Alonso, known as the "world's number one football coach", and she studied football under his mother for two years because of his good friendship. Although she is not a professional, but against a group of high school students, if she still loses, will Uncle Alonso go to China to beat her if she is known?

Seeing that Nancy had an uncertain look on her face, the dog sighed, he thought that Nancy really had some ability, but he didn't expect that the technique was really average, and he dared to take it out to get an axe.

Straightened up, also bypassed Nancy, and walked towards the center of the field.

After talking in the playground for a while, many students had already finished their meals in the cafeteria and entered the playground one by one.

The girls walked around the track in groups, the boys were running briskly, sweating on the plastic track, and some top students sat on the green grass under the fence on the inner side of the playground, leaning on the shade of the trees, holding books and looking at them with emotion.

The sound of music was also heard in the radio building on both sides of the stage: "It's dinner time, welcome to the daily "Window of Music". ”

The announcer briefly introduced the broadcast column, and then played an English song, which Nancy heard was "Faded", which was very passionate and suitable for the atmosphere of playing football now.

Because of the good mood brought by the music, Nancy raised the corners of her mouth and walked to her place.

The girls walking around the playground saw Mo Lan playing football today, and they all stretched their necks to look at the center of the field.

"Huh? I think I see Nancy! "It was a girl in the second (3rd) class of high school who spoke.

After all, she was in the same class, and she still recognized Nancy at a glance after changing her outfit.

"Nancy? She's dressed up so much now! The girl from the other class glanced at the girl in the center of the field and admired it sincerely.

"Yes, it's exactly two people compared to before, I really didn't see that she can be so good-looking!"

"Cut, it's not her own money to look good, if it weren't for my family Jingyu giving her 50,000 yuan, where would she get the money to buy clothes? Now that I look good, I'll put it on Mo Lan, it's really shameless! Zhang Lina, who was walking on the playground with Fang Jingyu in her arms, said with disgust.

"Huh? Fifty thousand! Silent rain! You're really ...... It's too generous. Another girl, who didn't know the real situation, said in shock.

Fang Jingyu didn't speak, just stared at the girl in the center of the field with a gloomy face, she beat her last Friday, and she will never forget it in her life.

On the football field, the match between the two teams has begun.

The ball is rightfully in Nancy's team, and this game has given her as much advantage as possible. After the opening, the dog and another player fell in the backcourt. After everyone was in good position, the dog passed the ball to a player in the midfield.

After all, they are not professional players, just a group of high school juniors who love football, and there are only a few who can play a little. The dog is one of the playful categories, and he passes the ball well and kicks it to the feet of the player in the midfield. Fearing being robbed of the ball, he kicked it hard and the ball reached the player in a very short time.

But this player didn't seem to expect the momentum contained in the football, and when he didn't catch it, the football immediately rolled to one side, and this direction happened to be where one of Molan's team was.

Nancy in the horizontal direction is also running towards the ball at the same time, forming a positive triangle with the football and the opponent's players. However, while the ball was still rolling towards the opponent, the player gave Nancy a mocking look, took up a leg that was significantly longer than Nancy, and was the first to rush to the side of the ball and catch it with his foot.

A few seconds after receiving the ball, his eyes fell on the green ground where the football was located, otherwise it would have caused the same mistake as the opponent just now. When he regained his head, his pupils dilated.

A petite figure approached him earlier than he had expected, and before he could fully react, the figure leaned over and swept out a leg with lightning speed, shoveling the ball down at her feet.

"You're a little slow to react."

The soft tone, accompanied by the sound of the wind, blew into his ears, making it feel like an illusion.

Nancy, a member of the team who had just made a mistake in receiving the ball, was immediately relieved when she saw this, and the dog also showed a satisfied smile: "The skills are not bad!" It's a little tricky! ”

But there's more to Nancy than that.

In the next ten minutes, the fourteen people in the entire football field, except for the two goalkeepers, clearly witnessed Nancy's various skills of passing, dribbling, and intercepting, but did not see the goal.

It's not Nancy's fault, it's only the rest of Nancy's team. I thought it was Nancy who dragged them down, and their morale was not very high, but Nancy finally attacked the opposite ball area, was intercepted by four or five people, and then relied on Nancy to grab it back.

From the sad face at the beginning, to the stunned later, except for the dog's dedication to cooperate and Mo Lan's hard pursuit, the other team members seemed to be incarnated as spectators, obsessively admiring Nancy's skills.

Football, a sport that belongs to boys, is performed on such a girl, and I don't feel a little rude. Elegance and liveliness, these two contradictory words, have been perfectly integrated in her body. The ponytail on the back of the girl's head, like a flying youth, ignited the blood in their chests.

This is the football game they want! Who said it was ruined by paralysis?

That's amazing! It's so much fun!

Nancy's team members no longer watched, encouraging the movement cells of the whole body, and every blood was laughing and shouting. They put their heart and soul into the game, receiving the ball, passing the ball, and they have to do everything they can to defend well and create the best pitching environment for Nancy.

High school goalkeepers are not professional, and no one likes to stand in a small world and just watch others play. In their eyes, the goalkeeper is just a boring manpower job, and they usually play a few games to change two people to guard.

In such a situation, Nancy quickly lived up to expectations and scored the first goal.

"Good!" After this goal, the players on Nancy's side immediately cheered, and even some people on Molan's side were infected and applauded vigorously.

Mo Lan stared at the girl in the field who was not overjoyed by the goal, her face was still so indifferent, with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was aware of her gaze, and she also looked back from afar, winking at him a few times, as if reminding him not to forget the reward given to her.

After this goal, the situation became more and more unfavorable for him.

Mo Lan smiled bitterly as Nancy did her best to create a pitching environment for her, and on his side, these brothers who forgot their righteousness! One by one, they forgot their position and acted as a striker, trying to score a goal to win her attention.

Soon, a game ended.

The middle school football match is not divided into the first half, and due to the time limit, it ends in 30 minutes.

The score was four to three.

Nancy scored 4 goals, while he only scored 1, and the remaining 2 were scored by other players on his side.

This ending is really unexpected. Mo Lan stroked his forehead, a little helpless.