Yang Fanyuan is the ultimate pursuit of technical perfection, and his passing skills are also skills, of course he will not be inferior.

It's just that for seven years, only Li Kunpeng practiced with him alone, and he didn't play a game, so he and Ben didn't have the awareness to pass the ball in the game.

In the previous game, Yang Fanyuan was so cool that he was naturally easily led to the side by the defender who was stuck in the position, away from the goal.

But now, he wants to score, he wants to win, and he is not willing to be forced to the side by the defense of Lishui Road!

Why win?

He has never participated in a competition, and all of his seven years of practice have been spent one-on-one with Li Kunpeng.

From being abused to the point of being incomplete, to winning and losing each other after his skills have improved, he has always been very happy, and he never thought that victory was a very important thing.

Sometimes he even wonders why his father, who lost 0-32, would secretly watch the Chinese team's game in the dead of night, pray quietly, and cry silently.

He also asked his sister Yang Jingsheng, and her sister's answer was very simple: it is a kind of faith, and you have to love some kind of competitive sports like us before you can truly understand it.

Have you understood that sister?

Yang Jingcheng said, our national table tennis has always been to beat the world, how can I have the opportunity to understand? However, I can try to play every ball well because I have my beliefs.

What is faith, thirteen-year-old Yang Fanyuan doesn't really understand, he doesn't even know if he loves football, he only knows, I have to figure out how to play football well every day!

But now, Yang Fanyuan really only wants to score, and he doesn't know why, he just wants to score anyway!

It's just a football game, it's not that you're unwilling, it's not that you want it, you can go along with your heart.

Yang Fanyuan was very unwilling, but he was still forced to take the ball to the left side, and the team defense of the Lishui Road team was really good!

They only stopped a little after the referee blew the whistle, and then returned to normal under the command of Zhou Lei and Chen Hongyu.

There is also Wang Yihao who wants to score goals!

He kept pulling the defender with his erratic running position, and he wanted to flash the most comfortable gap to create a passing opportunity for Yang Fanyuan!

Li Kunpeng and Qin Ying on the sidelines clenched their fists, nervously estimating the connection space between Wang Yihao and Yang Fanyuan.

Sang Shan was also nervous, she rubbed her face with her hands, unaware that she was selling cuteness.

Zhou Lei quickly approached Wang Yihao, his blood was also burning, I will never let you score!

Before Zhou Lei approached, Wang Yihao forcibly flashed a vacancy, signaling to sail away, pass quickly, it's now!

"Biography!" Sang Shan, Li Kunpeng, and Qin Ying spoke in unison.

Yang Fanyuan stepped over the football with his right foot.

Is this still going to be brought? The defender does not stretch his feet and stands in position.

Now is the time!

Yang Fanyuan knocked the football on the inside of his left foot almost at the same time, and a subtle half-turn faked a real pass, and the ball penetrated the opponent's defense line and rolled straight to Wang Yihao's feet.

Can't let you catch the ball! Zhou Lei accelerated violently, and the whole person crashed into Wang Yihao, and at the same time stretched out his foot to intercept the ball!

Wang Yihao gritted his teeth, stopped suddenly, leaned back with his upper body, avoiding Zhou Lei's direct collision, but his feet were stretching forward, catapulting!

Both of their feet hit the ball almost at the same time, and the ball smashed into the goal post at breakneck speed!

Zhou Lei, who couldn't stop the car, took Wang Yihao to the ground, and the goalkeeper of the Lishui Road team fell sideways, but he didn't reach the ball, and the ball that hit the neutral post rebounded to the court, and he saw a figure jumping to the header!

It's Yang Fanyuan! He leapt to the top and the ball went in!

Qin Ying roared and rushed into the field; Tan Hairui sprinted passionately to Yang Fanyuan in front of the goal for 100 meters; Wang Yihao, who was lying on the ground, raised the sky and roared; Yang Fanyuan happily pounded the grass, I scored!

The feeling of scoring a goal in a game is really different from training!

It turns out that this is what it feels like to win!

The football team of Zhongya High School, which did not celebrate the first two goals, went crazy in front of such a goal that did not actually exist!

The team members rushed together, cheering, shouting, crying, laughing.

There were spectators and reporters on the sidelines, and they looked strangely at the scoreboard that was not flipped, it was obviously 2 to 2, what happened to this group of teenagers, how crazy should a draw be?

Yes, the game is long over. But for the kids, this game is never over, it's the first game for our team forever!

Li Kunpeng and Sang Shan on the sidelines looked at each other and smiled.

Sang Shan quickly turned her head and wiped away the tears that snatched her eyes, this is really a group of cute children, this is our team!

Zhou Lei and Chen Hongyu came together, and each other's eyes burned with fighting spirit.

Yes, the game was over a long time ago, so we didn't lose.

However, if there is one more minute of stoppage time, the goal will be there, and we will lose!

It's not because of strength, it's not because of luck, it's really a group of guys who are crazy about football!

Perhaps, they will grow up to be our respectable opponents in the national competitions.

Come on, Chen Hongyu! Come on, Zhou Lei!

The two teenagers fist to fist and made a promise: in the national competition, we will let you meet the best partner and the more perfect football team of Shencheng Lishui Road School!

The referee looked at this group of strange people with tears and laughter. When they had enough trouble, they blew the whistle and organized everyone to line up to shake hands.

Qin Ying kicked his teammates' butts, urging the group of smug guys to line up the team neatly.

"Every game in the team, with or without spectators, you have to remember that we are the best team!" Qin Ying shook his teammates' shoulders and roared over one by one, just like he had done in the eight years he had been gathering in Liaodong.

When he walked up to Wang Yihao, Wang Yihao hurriedly pointed at Qin Ying with his index finger with both hands and read the lines: "Don't shake, Wang himself ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Ying grabbed his shoulder and shook him desperately, yelling: "The thief overlords you, the thief overpowers you!" I, we, thank you! ”

Wang Yihao was stunned, and couldn't read the words anymore, so he was stunned there.

Qin Ying let go and stood next to Wang Yihao. He was very satisfied: now, everyone is neatly arranged, this is right! This is our team, and I will take you to be stronger!

Come on, everyone! Come on, friends in Liaodong! Qin Ying read softly in his heart.

Li Kunpeng looked at this group of teenagers, as if he had returned to the moment when he first joined the Red Star team. It was Zhang Ran who slapped his shoulder and shouted: Welcome to the army, big man warrior!

Welcome to the Army, boys! Li Kunpeng read softly in his heart, and suddenly burst into tears.

Sang Shan had already burst into tears, wiping her tears was just in vain, she let these happy tears caress her cheeks, she smiled: "It's so good, our team!" ”

The team members from both sides lined up to shake hands and greet each other, starting from Lishui Road School. Zhou Lei was the first, Chen Hongyu was the second, and the players lined up to pass by the football team of Zhongya High School, shaking hands with each other and encouraging each other.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

"We must win next time!"

"We must win next time!"

"See you at the national competition!" Zhou Lei clenched Yang Fanyuan's hand hard.

This is really an opponent that impresses Zhou Lei, every time the two face off, no matter whether they win or lose, this little man No. 7 doesn't care.

All he cares about is the next alignment.

Zhou Lei has his pride, and his heart is shouting: That's okay, next time, I want to win you!

"See you at the national competition!" Yang Fanyuan blinked, and also shook the hands of the two of them seriously.

He also has words in his heart: No matter who you are, as long as you are in the right position with me, I will do my best, because I like it!

"See you at the national competition!" This is Chen Hongyu's invitation.

"See you at the national competition!" This is Qin Ying's response. This is also Wang Yihao, this is also Tan Hairui, and this is also ......

Opponents only exist in the arena.

The competition is over, so let's meet in the national arena!