Chapter 121 [Dead End]

"Lingyun, you're here, what's the matter with me?" Li Heng quickly walked to Ling Yun's side, with a brisk smile on his face, it can be said that the football team has always been supported by him alone, but Ling Yun's amazing performance that day made him see the meaning of hope.

As if seeing the doubts in Li Heng's eyes, Ling Yun pursed his lips and smiled, "It's not that I want to come to you, it's that she always wants me to try it with you" The tone seemed to be full of helplessness.

Li Heng looked at Mu Qingyan next to him, his eyebrows were slightly raised, that day Ling Yun said that he wanted to compete with him, of course he had heard of it, but when he wanted to compete later, Ling Yun did not agree, but now, his eyes showed the meaning I understood.

took two steps forward and whispered, "How about Lingyun, do you want me to let the brothers help you?" ”

Looking at the grinning smile in Li Heng's eyes, Ling Yun couldn't help but shake his head: "Don't think about it, if you think about it, I have nothing to do with her." ”

"Really?" Li Heng didn't bother much at this time, he just wanted to see how Ling Yun's ball skills were, this was just an opportunity.

"Of course, how do we compare?" Ling Yun asked, I have to say, it is really not an easy thing to compare two people.

"Forehead......" Li Heng scratched his head and thought for a moment, then spread his hands, "I don't know anything about this, or you can ask her" After speaking, Li Heng also pointed at Mu Qingyan.

"Than shooting" Hearing the conversation between the two people, Mu Qingyan quickly added, and then said softly, just now she saw Li Heng's large-angle volley, that momentum, that strength made her eyes shine, although she didn't know what Li Heng was best at, the shooting was definitely good.

"Shoot, just shoot, the penalty spot is 11 meters, in order to increase the difficulty, let's put the penalty spot at 15 meters, each person points five goals, and the one with more goals wins." Li Heng looked at Ling Yun with a little inquiring gaze, and when he saw Ling Yun nodding, he walked towards the playground without hesitation.

"Later, I'll be optimistic about how my brother shoots," Ling Yun glanced at Mu Qingyan and said softly.

At this time, Li Heng ran to the football field, clapped his hands, and said a few words to a few people over there, and at this time, more than a dozen people who were training stopped and walked off the field.

"Lingyun don't keep your hands later, you must defeat our captain, I've been playing football with the captain in school for more than a year, and I haven't seen anyone who can beat him, your kid's skills are good, this time you want to give us a breath" Zhang Zhang took the lead and walked down from the court, and then said to Lingyun.

The speaker has no intention of listening, it doesn't matter what Zhang Li said, he directly shocked Mu Qingyan, who was already calm and relaxed, listening to this Zhang Li's words, Ling Yun's skills are really good, is he really better than Li Heng?

Many players also walked over to this side, and many of them laughed and laughed with Ling Yun, and two people on the football field often compete in this way.

A few days ago, I saw Ling Yun's delicate skills in the game, and many people admired him in their hearts, but who is more powerful between Ling Yun and Li Heng, more people still tend to go to Li Heng, after all, he is the captain of the team, and his superb football level is famous in school.

In contrast, Ling Yun's fame in football is much smaller, although Ling Yun showed his skills that day, many people still feel that a game does not mean anything.

"How about it, do you want to talk to Zhang Tie and let him go" Li Heng walked over and whispered with a smile, in his thoughts, Mu Qingyan and Luo Xiaoluo The relationship between the two of them and Ling Yun is not clear, and now that these two beauties are here, of course Ling Yun can't lose face.

He waved his hand.

Seeing Ling Yun's appearance, Li Heng didn't force it, he had already made a decision in his heart, no matter how many goals Ling Yun scored later, he would try his best to score one less than Ling Yun, let him win, it could be regarded as creating an opportunity for his brother to chase the girl.

If Mu Qingyan knew that Li Heng's thoughts would definitely faint directly, what kind of embarrassment was this, she finally sketched up an opportunity to take revenge on Ling Yun, and it was directly lost.

The two men walked towards the court.

"Look, Lingyun has entered the court," a delicate girl's voice sounded, but there was a slight confusion in the voice.

"yes, can he still play football?" Another asked. ,

"Let's take a closer look"

It is said that boys on the pitch are more attractive to girls, and this seems to be true now.

……

The people around gradually gathered around, because the football field was next to the girls' dormitory building, so of course there were mostly girls here, and many people recognized Ling Yun standing in the center of the field at a glance.

"Ling Yun, you start first" Li Heng smiled, and patted Ling Yun on the shoulder.

Ling Yun didn't care so much, he just came up to play, to be honest, he was thick-skinned, even if he lost that Mu Qingyan, he couldn't do anything to him.

Gently picked the black and white football next to him with his toes, the football jumped dexterously, and felt the feeling that seemed to be in tune with the body, Ling Yun suddenly seemed to return to the past, he had also fought with others in the past, on the football field, fighting for victory, everything is different today, we can't go back to the past.

Suddenly, Ling Yun had some realization, cherished his current life, maybe two years later, he would miss the same time as he did today, and miss today.

Putting the football at a distance of about fifteen meters from the goal, Ling Yun took a deep breath and adjusted, and all the people around him fell silent.

Glancing slightly, Luo Xiaoluo, who was smiling beside him, Ling Yun suddenly felt that the world was actually quite good, just like that sentence, when God closes the door for you, it will also open a window for you, and what the future will look like depends on how you grasp it. A shrewd person should learn to grasp his happiness and grasp the fleeting moment.

Turning his head, his breathing gradually calmed down, his eyes froze, and the powerful soul power made Ling Yun perceive everything.

Looking at the goal, there seemed to be a dotted line in front of his eyes, and the end point of each dotted line was the upper right corner of the goal, yes, Ling Yun was ready to kick the ball into the dead corner of the upper right corner.

With the continuous improvement of the soul, the soul that is like a substance, so that Ling Yun's brain computing power is getting stronger and stronger, and now Ling Yun has been able to combine the surrounding wind, air density, and distance in a very short period of time, and calculate the strength of his feet, the part of the shot, etc., what a horror this is, it can be said that his strength is much stronger than back then.

Of course, the people around him didn't know how Ling Yun felt now, only Li Heng next to him, the expression on his face gradually became solemn, he just felt a momentum from Ling Yun's body, that is the momentum that football skills have only entered the room, this kind of momentum he has only seen on those stars in the top international leagues, is Ling Yun's strength really so strong? Suddenly, he couldn't believe it.

Finally, Ling Yun quickly waved his right leg, and at the same time, the instep kicked heavily in the lower position of the football, and the black and white football continued to slide in the air, like a charming elf, attracting the attention of everyone on the scene.

Of course, the most focused among them was Mu Qingyan, I saw her staring at it deadly, and at the same time muttering that she couldn't enter, she couldn't enter. But it turns out that sometimes chattering doesn't work. I saw that the football drew a beautiful arc in the air, and between Zhang Tie's fingers, it flew into the dead corner of the goal.

The audience was suddenly as quiet as death.