Bian Hao turned around, but the sensitivity of his body was still not enough.

When he landed, his right foot was not solid, and the ball was thrown a little far.

He staggered a few steps, controlled his body, and chased after him at a faster speed......

"Oh!"

The ball was firmly pressed under the goalkeeper who came out.

The audience sighed, followed by warm applause......

They were thanking the creator of the scene.

The seventh player in five, Bian Hao.

Bian Hao jumped up and passed the goalkeeper.

Standing at the goalline, gasping on his knees......

I'm so tired!

He has been practicing this set of movements for half a month, and it is an accident that he can perform this effect today.

Bian Haochong gave Guo Yiming, who was looking at him worriedly, a thumbs up, indicating that he was in OK state.

When Guo saw his stinky and handsome appearance, he was very jealous...... Ahem, it's envious.

shouted impatiently: "Hurry back to defense!" ”

Damn, you're really handsome......

……

"Grandpa! That little brother is just so powerful! The little grandson was pushing his arm.

Boss Cai was in a trance, this is ten ...... More than a dozen?

Somewhat...... !?

"Brother?"

You don't have to turn your head to know that it's Cai Wen, well, ignore him......

Boss Cai is very arrogant.

……

Yang Beibei is a reporter for Fenghua Daily.

She had just come back from a business trip, and she heard the girl say that there was a ball game in their school today, so she accompanied the girl to relax.

She was joking with the girl, a little scandal that happened to her some time ago.

I was attracted by the exclamation and saw the scene just now......

It's a pity that I didn't finish the goal in the end, otherwise, it would be a good subject.

When I turned my head, I saw that Xiao Nizi's eyes were shining, and her little face was flushed with excitement......

I heard the sound of discussion around me:

"Bian Hao, the main force of our school ......"

"This kid is the one who scored last goal?"

"Two yuan in the single, two goals...... Very nice lad. ”

……

Bian Hao......!?

That's it, the little villain in the mouth of the child's cousin?

Thinking of the little look of the girl just now, Yang Beibei frowned and stared at the running figure in the field......

"Toot ......"

The referee signaled that the first half was over.

The players on both sides slowly retreated to the sidelines.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The crowd in the stands received a round of applause.

The audience is still very generous to these children, after all, except for Bian Hao's amazing dribble, the whole court is more like a ball chase game.

There is no appreciation value......

The old man stood on the sidelines, waiting for the player's end.

Every player who passed by him, he would stretch out his thin palm and pat the opponent's head.

The performance is not good, the real shot, and the voice sounds "crazy".

If he behaves well, he will ravage the other person's hair as a way of encouragement......

Bian Hao didn't like to be photographed or ravaged, so he sneaked back to the rest area and was drinking water.

Eleven people, not less than this one.

"Haozi, Zhangtou seems to have made me stupid, isn't it just kicking an empty ball!"

After speaking, Guo poured mineral water on his head and wiped his face with a towel.

The kind that is particularly hard.

"I didn't expect Guo Zi to be nervous......"

If you want to say something cooler, Bian Hao is not false at all......

"Hey!? Little brother, that's the sole slippery! Come, look, this, the nails are bent......"

He himself was a little unable to make it up, and his voice was getting quieter and quieter.

These Nima spiked shoes, can you find slippery shoes as an excuse?

"Well, it's bent, hurry up and put on your clothes, Zhang Tou will scold you again in a while."

Wu Yi is a good captain, he didn't laugh at such a clumsy lie, but worried that his teammates would be scolded.

Bian Hao smashed his mouth, he didn't want to stimulate Guo Da's face, he was afraid that he would be embarrassed by his small face, and then commit suicide in shame......

"Bian Hao, where did you run when you left the field! Kindness? ”

Bian Hao was not stunned at all, and he did not make a mistake.

But he can't say that it's a bit silly to line up to be photographed.

"Chapter head, urgency..."

"Finished peeing? Come here. ”

Ay...... Ravage, ravage, Bian Hao obediently walked in front of the old man......

Lao Zhangtou opened his palm, didn't see the amplitude, and just slapped it on Bian Hao's back neck one by one.

"Why don't you pass the ball!? I actually care about being handsome! You're not afraid of bruising!? You don't want your ankles anymore? Let you not pass it on to Guo Yiming......"

"Make a little effort, Zhangtou! Let him not pass me the ball! ”

Classmate Guo is finished happy, let you pretend to be b, let you play handsome!

"Get out and get a massage! Do you want to try it too!? ”

The back of Bian Hao's neck was flushed, but his heart was warm......

This old man, you can't fight in another place, this place is red, you can see it!

……

"In the second half, pass the ball more and pay attention to maintaining your strength."

"Roger!"

Seeing that the players were still in good spirits, Zhang Tou nodded with satisfaction,

"You don't look good, but you're great! In my eyes, you did what you had to do! Keep it up in the second half, hold on, it's a win! ”

Hehe, is there such a boast......

"Fenghua No. 5 Middle School! Invincible! ”

It may have been that the excitement of the first half was too early, and the teammates seemed a little silent......

Bian Hao ran near the middle circle, turned around, and rushed at his teammates.

Chest banging!

The highest etiquette of the fifth middle school team!

Watching his teammates solemnly hit their chests, it was like making a heavy promise!

Comrades-in-arms, give me the back, and give me the charge!

Let's fight!

At the beginning of the game, Bian Hao ran out like a wild horse on the loose.

"Here!"

Guo was entangled and turned around and passed it to Bian Hao.

Bian Hao received the ball in the middle, did not stop, and passed it back to his teammates again.

As soon as he finished passing the ball, he ran to the right and gestured to his team-mate on the right.

Change lanes!

The opposite manager should have deliberately pulled out a striker and brought up a player in the midfield position.

It's still the kind that runs fast.

On the left side, Bian Hao only needs to face at least two people as soon as he touches the ball.

His assault routes and passes, there aren't a lot of options.

This kid actually changed his path......

Well...... It's like an adc running on the road with an assist to bully someone......

This kind of unconventional style of play can also appear in this kind of game.

However, this kind of change of direction still made the other side a little foggy, and the back waist looked at Bian Hao's eyes full of doubts.

And this kind of operation?

Scold.

Kid, you're still a little masturbator......

"Toot!"

The match was stopped by the referee's whistle.

Bian Hao's teammates in the midfield were violated and were rolling on the ground.

He had just kicked the other person in the face, looking at his aching little face pale.

Won't break bones?

Bian Hao ignored the two sides who were fighting.

He squatted on the ground, took off the leg guard first, touched it, and his teammates reported that the leg was fine.

…… Ankle fine

It should be the toes, not a big problem.

He hurriedly carried the person off the field, explained to Zhang Tou, and turned around and ran back to the field.

At this time, the war of words just ended.

Penalty result, set-piece.

Hehe, let you have a war of words, and let my brother teach you a lesson!

Bian Hao motioned to his teammates to send quickly, and at the same time glanced at Guo.

Guo began to slowly walk in front of the opposing defender.

The moment the penalty player received the whistle, the fastball was sent to Bian Hao.

Bian Hao, the left wingback, ran all the way on the right wing.

For a while, the members of the 112th Squadron were a little caught off guard.

They were still silent in the joy that the referee had just taken out the cards......