Duanmurui heard Lin Shuai's words and nodded with relief. said: "Lin Shuai is right, even if the other party is a team from the Department of Physical Education, we must play the prestige of our Department of Literature."

Hearing Duanmurui's words, the players who participated in the competition were all high-spirited and said that they would do their best to play this game. Not far from the Department of Literature, there is the team of the Department of Physical Education, and they already know their opponents at this moment, seeing that the Department of Literature is still mobilizing before the battle at this time, many people sneer and look at the direction of the Department of Literature. Among them, the players in white jerseys did not laugh at each other like the others, but their eyes revealed contempt.

Seeing that the fighting spirit of the classmates in the class had been stimulated, Duanmurui continued: "We are the 8th, and the time of the game is in the afternoon, so let's go back and prepare well and study the tactics against the enemy."

Hearing Duanmurui's words, all the students in the Department of Literature stood up and prepared to leave. Seeing this scene, some students from the Department of Physical Education sneered: "Why, now go back to training, is it useful, your opponent is our Department of Physical Education."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the literature department glared angrily at the person who spoke. Because of the Department of Literature, the yin is flourishing and the yang is declining, so that the students who speak see the delicate girls, look at themselves with disgust, and suddenly feel a burst of regret. It's not a good thing to be hated by a group of girls, so he whispered, "I said you guys are those boys."

The people in the literature department, ignoring the man's explanation, withdrew their gaze and left the viewing platform one after another.

Coming outside, Lin Shuai said to Ye Feng: "Master, we are going to go to the indoor gymnasium to train again, do you want to go over?"

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "I won't go, you guys can go."

Lin Shuai nodded, followed Zhang Xin and Xu Wei to the direction of the indoor sports room, and Ye Feng had to go back to the bedroom alone.

didn't take a few steps, and met Xiao Yue, who was also walking back, Xiao Yue saw Ye Feng first, and greeted Ye Feng: "Ye Feng, didn't you have a game this morning?"

Hearing Xiao Yue's words, Ye Feng remembered that Xiao Yue had transferred to the medical profession, shook his head, and asked instead, "You don't have a competition either?"

Xiao Yue replied: "There is our game in the morning, but I just turned around, and I am not very familiar with it, so I didn't watch them play, when do you compete, I am ready to come and cheer for the literature department."

Ye Feng said: "Our game is in the afternoon."

"Oh, Ye Feng, have you participated in the competition, I'll come over to cheer you on when the time comes."

Ye Feng shook his head: "I didn't participate." ”

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Xiao Yue smiled and said, "It's okay, I will still come to be a cheerleader when the time comes."

"Hmm" Ye Feng responded, and the two did not speak, silently walking side by side on the school path.

Finally, Ye Feng broke the silence and asked, "Why did you suddenly switch to the medical profession?"

Hearing Ye Feng's question, Xiao Yue's face suddenly turned red, and he said, "Because, because of my mother's business, I feel that it is more useful to be a doctor who saves lives and helps the wounded."

Ye Feng didn't doubt it, and nodded in response. In fact, in addition to the reason that Xiao Yue said, there was another reason that prompted her to switch to the medical profession, but this reason was hidden deep in her heart.

Coming to a fork in the road, the dormitory of the Department of Literature and the Department of Medicine were in different directions, and the two stopped at the same time. Xiao Yue said to Ye Feng: "I have to go this way, then I'll see you in the afternoon."

Ye Feng nodded and replied, "Okay, see you in the afternoon." With that, the two turned around and walked in different directions.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the confrontation between the Department of Literature and the Department of Physical Education finally began.

The teams from both sides officially took the field, the Physical Education Department wore white uniforms, while the Literature Department wore sky blue uniforms, and the two teams had eleven people facing each other, standing facing each other in the center of the court. Around the stadium, students from the Department of Literature and Physical Education stood and cheered non-stop.

If you want to talk about the strength of playing football, the Department of Literature is definitely inferior to the Department of Physical Education, and the eleven-person team of the Department of Literature is relatively weak, as far as Lin Shuai, Xu Wei, Zhang Xin, and He Qiang, the captain of the football team, are a little stronger. On the other hand, the team of the Department of Physical Education, the eleven people are very strong, and the muscles of the arms and calves are relatively developed.

However, when it comes to the strength of cheerleaders, then the Department of Literature is much better than the Department of Physical Education. The sound of cheering and shouting outside the venue was completely occupied by the voices of the girls in the literature department.

Cheered on by a large group of beautiful girls, all the members of the Literature Department were full of fighting spirit, and the eyes of the members of the Physical Education Department looking at the girls cheering for the Literature Department revealed envy and jealousy, and even with the eyes of the contestants in the Literature Department, there was also a trace of ill will.

With the referee's whistle, the game officially began, first controlled by the Department of Literature, Lin Shuai got the ball and began to rush towards the direction of the opponent's goal. Lin Shuai's ball is already playing well, coupled with the recent non-stop morning jogging exercise, his endurance and agility have been improved.

Ye Feng also nodded secretly at Lin Shuai's performance in the field. Seeing Lin Shuai's momentum, several forwards and centers of the Department of Physical Education all surrounded Lin Shuai, Lin Shuai saw that the situation was not good, and immediately passed the ball to Xu Wei in the left rear, but he underestimated the speed of the opposing player, when the ball was about to reach Xu Wei's feet, one of the opponent's center forwards from the oblique down, a sprint, came to the front, and snatched the ball down, and then a long pass, passed the ball to his own striker, after the striker received the ball, immediately attacked the goal of the Department of Literature.

After Lin Shuai saw the conceded goal, he immediately turned back to defend, but there was indeed a gap with the speed of the opposing player, not only him, but also the players of the Department of Literature, none of them could keep up with the speed of the forwards of the Department of Physical Education, so they naturally could not have an effective defensive effect.

The striker of the Department of Physical Education quickly ran into the penalty area of the Department of Literature, and with a big shot, the goalkeeper did not hold it, and the football hit the net hard.

Seeing their own goal, the players of the physical education department raised their hands and cheered. On the other hand, the literature department was in a low mood, and within a few minutes of the opening game, they allowed the opponent to score a goal, which made them feel a deep sense of frustration.

The cheerleaders of the Department of Literature outside the field were stunned for a moment when they saw this scene, but instead burst out with a higher cheer, "Come on, Department of Literature!" Come on, Faculty of Literature! ”

Hearing the outburst of classmates outside the field, the members of the Literature Department calmed down their complicated feelings and re-engaged in the game. Captain He Qiang said to everyone: "Focus on defense, wait for the opportunity, and try to let Lin Shuai control the ball."

When everyone heard the captain's words, they all nodded heavily. Next, the battle unfolded again, and the players of the Department of Literature contracted their formation and focused on defense, which really suppressed the rapid and fierce battle rhythm of the Department of Physical Education.

This is also thanks to Lin Shuai's steal, which made the opponent lose a few balls, although in the end he still let the opponent snatch it back.

With three minutes left in the first half, the score was already 4-0, even though the literature team had defended with all their might, allowing the opponent to score three goals again. At this time, the players of the Department of Literature have already gasped for breath, and their physical strength has obviously not been able to keep up, and although the players of the Department of Physical Education are not easy, they have a lot of spare energy, and if they continue to develop like this, the score may break through ten to zero, becoming the latest record since the launch of the Freshman Football League.

In the last three minutes of the first half, although everyone in the literature department couldn't keep up with their physical strength, they were ready to go all out and keep these three minutes.

A center forward of the Department of Physical Education controlled the ball and approached the goal of the Department of Literature with the ball, and Lin Shuai, Xu Wei, and Zhang Xin hurriedly ran in front of him, ready to steal and stop his attack.

In order to show his ball skills, this center did not pass the ball out, but in the blocking of the three, he flashed left and right, but unexpectedly, one was not careful and was snatched by Lin Shuai.

Seeing this, the center's face became gloomy, allowing himself to lose such a big face in front of everyone, and the center quickly rushed towards Lin Shuai.

Lin Shuai was engrossed in carrying the ball, constantly dodging the opponent's steals and running towards the opponent's half, not realizing that a figure was rapidly approaching him.

When the center rushed to Lin Shuai's approach, Lin Shuai finally spotted him and was ready to evade him with the ball, but found that his goal was not the football under his feet, but himself.

The center slammed into Lin Shuai's body, because the center was colliding with each other, Lin Shuai was defenseless and passive. So Lin Shuai was hit out by a huge force, and rolled on the ground twice before stopping, and then Lin Shuai held his legs and struggled on the ground, not standing up again.

After this scene happened, the referee hurriedly blew the whistle, showed a red card to the center of the physical education department, and sent him off the field directly. And the cheerleaders of the off-field literature department scolded the center of the physical education department for being shameless and shameless. And the center forward had no shame at all, and threw a contemptuous look at Lin Shuai, who was struggling with his legs on the ground, and then Shi Shiran left the field. Even if there is one less person on his side, he is still a good player, and on the side of the literature department, without Lin Shuai, there is no one to resist.

Lin Shuai was quickly carried out of the field by Ye Feng and several boys from the literature department, only to see that the knee and calf of Lin Shuai's right leg were covered with bruised blood.

Ye Feng and the others were about to send Lin Shuai to the infirmary for disinfection and bandaging, but they were stopped by Lin Shuai, "I'm not leaving, I want to see the game finished here." ”

Duanmurui said to Lin Shuai: "Lin Shuai, you have done a good job, you are injured, you have to go to the infirmary to deal with it quickly."

Lin Shuai endured the pain and replied: "Teacher Duanmu, I'm fine, please let me stay, accompany everyone, and stick to it until the future, there is only half a game left, and it won't delay my treatment."

Hearing Lin Shuai's resolute words, Duanmurui had no choice but to agree to Lin Shuai's request. At this time, Han Lu walked out of the girls, saw Lin Shuai's knees that were still oozing blood, and said softly to Lin Shuai: "You bear with it." As he spoke, he took out a silk scarf and pressed it against the bleeding place in Lin Shuai's knee.

Lin Shuai suddenly felt a piercing pain, but he held back. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Lin Shuai said to Han Lu, "Thank you." ”

Han Lu didn't respond to him, just silently helped him press his wound.