Chapter 187

"Brother, please spare me, little brother, where can I still speak now, my belly is about to burst with laughter......" Zhao Ji got up from the ground with the support of Liang Shicheng, and said breathlessly.

After Zhao Ji got up, he glanced at the merry eyes that were strung out of chrysanthemums by the rope along the iron ring, and couldn't help but subconsciously glance at the Chinese pastoral dog with his tail cocked, and once again held his belly and smiled like a burning dog.

“…… Don't you think such a goal is too small? Wang Yang decided to ignore Zhao Ji, who had a low smile, and instead set his eyes on the merry eyes like Chrysanthemum Xiao. Forget it, it's better to call the goal.

"Small? Fortunately, at least Ling Mou had ten shots on goal, and he could score two or three times. Boss Ling couldn't help but show off his proud achievements in the past.

"Why not add some entertainment, for example, to expand the goal, and then have one person to defend, but in front of the goal to draw a specific range, all the shooters, not to shoot across the line, otherwise it is the attacker's ......"

Wang Yang hooked his feet, hooked a juju ball not far from his feet, and after two feet, and then with a slight force on his toes, he saw that this juju ball, which was much lighter than the football of later generations, but was about the same weight as a volleyball, drew a beautiful arc, far beyond the merry eye......

Wang Yang looked at the Keju ball that deviated from the goal with a dog's expression, and sure enough, the dream is beautiful, the reality is skinny, and his full confidence is so bad.

However, everyone's eyes were still following the flying ball at the moment, and then, swaying, it fell, and it happened to fall on the head of the Chinese pastoral dog with its tail cocked and its chrysanthemums exposed.

The monster screamed, grabbed its tail and ran away into the distance. Suddenly, everyone present burst into laughter, and the eyes and expressions that looked at Wang Yang were very convincing.

“…… Brother Tai, you're really amazing, last time, you kicked the ...... Well, this time, it was so amazing to hit the dog's head so accurately. Zhao Ji is still smart, and after subconsciously glancing at his friends Li Yu and Li Ji who were standing next to him, he didn't mention Li Xiaoniang's head very interestingly.

At this time, I heard Li Qingzhao's indignant voice. "Brother Wang, how can you be like this, you bullied me last time, and you even bullied a dog this time. It's too much, puppy, puppy, don't run away, sister will show you......"

A cold wind blew, bringing up a few withered yellow fallen leaves, and from this ticket before the schadenfreude and laughter, the big guys all looked at the slender figure that rushed by with a black line, and then their eyes fell on the dignified face of the old driver Wang.

Wang Yang scratched his face, which was thick enough to add bricks to the corners of the city wall. "Do you think someone like me would bully a weak woman who is helpless?"

"It's really not, with Mr. Wushan's virtue, how could he do that, there must be some misunderstanding." Gao Yu, who had received Wang Yangtian's great favor, cleared his throat and defended Wang Yang, whose morality was comparable to that of the snow lotus of that mountain.

Zhao Ji laughed again all of a sudden, Wang Yang looked at this little prince with a low smile on his face, and really had the urge to kick his chrysanthemum with a big foot.

Fortunately, Boss Ling next to him hurriedly explained that Wang Yang kicked a flying kick last time, and as a result, the juju ball flew out twenty zhang away, and it happened to land on the head of Li Qingzhao, who was passing by outside Lingyun Club.

Li Yu and Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at Wang Yang a little apologetically, and waved their hands just about to explain something. "It's okay, let's continue to talk about the idea just now, what do you think?"

Zhao Ji's eyes couldn't help but light up. "It's a good idea, to be honest, in the past, a competitive game of Keju often lasted for half an hour and didn't score a goal, but if you put this goal on the ground, you can have more footwork."

Zhao Ji is really a person who does what he says, and directly asked Boss Ling if he had any extra bamboo poles, and after bringing them, he hastily built a goal with two verticals and one horizontal, about one person wide and about one person high, and then everyone present took turns to try to kick, proudly showing off his coquettish footwork.

Well, it is indeed very coquettish, but there are very few people who kick the goal, but it is Zhao Ji, the little prince of Dese, who seems to be really full of shooting talent, and even Wang Yang saw the elegant hanging shot, which won the applause of the house.

Zhao Ji's white and tender little face was full of smiles and high spirits at the moment. "The goal has been changed to look like this, it is indeed too comfortable to kick, Brother Tai is really insightful, and I also invite Brother Wushan to come to one, so that you can also see Brother Tai's footwork."

In the coaxing of a dry bow master, the surface is calm and calm, and he has been hit by the rabbit head (?) The dog-headed star walked to a distance of about six or seven feet from the goal, then rested the ball firmly on the ground and took a few steps back.

Imagine yourself to be the long-haired Pirlo, or the melancholy pigtail Roberto Baggio, or the world-class Ronaldo, after self-hypnosis for most of the day, he slowly walked, and then leaned his body at a weird angle, rubbing the instep of his inner foot......

Everyone was stunned to see the ball flying high, and then when it rose to the highest point, making everyone mistakenly think that the ball would cross the goal high, suddenly the ball began to fall strangely, and even in the process of accelerating the fall, it was still floating left and right in mid-air, grazing the lower edge of the goal crossbar and falling into the goal.

Driver Wang couldn't help but clench his fists fiercely and roared angrily, as if Manadona had completed the hand of God, and as if Beckham had saved England, it was perfect, this was definitely a world-class free kick leaflet.

"Good! Oh my God, Brother Wushan, how did you do it, how could you kick such a weird arc, this is not scientific......" Zhao Ji has already spoken this thing, and even the mantra of Wang Daguan has been learned and used.

"It's impossible, obviously the ball flies like that, how can it suddenly fall all of a sudden......" Li Zhen couldn't help but pick up a juju ball and stepped forward to test, as a result, he wanted to learn Wang Yang's elegant posture to play football, but when he ran to the juju ball, he couldn't control his body, and fell a side-lying dog to chew, and the big guys who were in schadenfreude laughed crookedly.

And Tong Guan was not to be outdone, he wanted to show his footwork, but unfortunately all he could do was the kind of hanging shot similar to Zhao Ji, and he couldn't do Wang Yang's elegance and ghostly at all.

Zhao Ji couldn't help but try to mention one, but in addition to flying into the distance, the ball didn't have the slightest intention of suddenly falling in front of the goal, and finally everyone's eyes fell on Wang Yang who was standing aside, smiling, but becoming more and more unfathomable.

Even Li Qingzhao and the Chinese pastoral dog who had been hit in the head were very curious and set their eyes on Wang Yang.

ps: It's the fifth watch again, ladies and gentlemen, hand over the tickets in your hands