It's a bit big.

Bian Hao's excited blood boiled a little.

Last time, there were two or three kittens, and this time the away team stands left for them were actually full!

There was even a group of people standing in the clearing.

It's hilarious.

The competition is officially on!

No. 5 Middle School still wears a white away team uniform today, and No. 1 Middle School wears a black team uniform.

The contrast of colors is more like a confrontation between two armies.

The scene was slaughtering......

Their captain was a very athletic boy with a hearty smile.

Unfortunately, he was in opposition to Bian Hao......

Although this kid's speed is not very fast, his healthy meat is like a calf, and the constant squeezing and some small movements within a reasonable range make Bian Hao cry bitterly.

The wide skeleton hit Bian Hao trembling and trembling.

Bian Hao was temporarily frozen, and the attack of the entire No. 5 Middle School seemed to be a little incoherent.

However, because the coach of No. 1 Middle School heard that in the match between No. 5 Middle School and Experimental Middle School, No. 5 Middle School pressed the experimental middle school in the second half, and he was a little confused about the routine of No. 5 Middle School, which was extremely conservative.

Before going on the field, it was repeatedly emphasized that the players should maintain a defensive formation, so there were some good opportunities, but they did not dare to press the army.

As a result, when attacking, the number of troops invested was limited, so although some very threatening shots were completed, they still did not get anything.

The overall feeling given to him by the No. 1 middle school team is that the position is particularly standardized, and even a little stereotyped.

They're playing more of a whole football, with a very clear division between the defensive end and the overall defensive zone.

Textbook team, rigid and rigorous.

At present, the main forces of both sides are invested in the midfield, and the competition for the ball in the midfield has entered a white-hot stage, and neither has created particularly good chances.

The scene was at an impasse for a while, and according to the fans, it was particularly unsightly.

It's like a kindergarten kid joking, low-level mistakes, rough fouls, one after another, endlessly.

Lao Zhangtou wanted to see this kind of situation, he never imagined that these players under his team who were playing the same game could win the game in the regular game with the same training as if they didn't.

He's going to drag!

Drag to penalties!

See who is lucky, see who has strong psychological quality!

Before going on the field, except for the explanation to Bian Hao or running, all the young men, including the forwards, did their best to not let the football enter the penalty area!

The last five minutes of the first half.

Bian Hao stepped on the thick and soft lawn, the conditions in this are really good.

The little calf behind him couldn't run anymore, and slowly, as long as Bian Hao left his defense area, this kid was a little passive and slack, and turned around and threw himself into the whirlpool of fighting for the ball in the midfield.

After a short rest, Bian Hao began his habitual interspersed running again.

He'd run so many times that he couldn't count the number of times.

The players of No. 1 Middle School were waiting for the battle from the beginning, to being surprised later, watching Bian Hao run in front of them one by one, all of them were indifferent, and there was even a little ...... Sympathize.

This stupid boy has been running for 45 minutes, what a pathetic......

Just when Bian Hao was running, I don't know which hero in No. 1 Middle School was actually a little weak when he returned the pass.

If it's 5 seconds ago, it's fine.

However, now, the football appears on the line where Bian Hao runs, and if he gets the ball, there is only one central defender left at the back.

That's polite, thank you!

Bian Hao was like a carriage that suddenly went out of control, rushing to the front of the football like the wind, and then ...... Galloping!

Bian Hao's explosive power in a short range is unparalleled!

At least, it's not something that these junior high school students on the field can suppress!

His sudden acceleration broke the tacit understanding between the two teams without warning.

"Whoa...... Bian Hao! Come on! ”

"Stop him! Come back to the ......! ”

Guo Yiming didn't need to understand the process at all, he saw Bian Hao running up and saw the ball under his feet, which was enough.

He ran away from the penalty area on the right side of Bian Hao.

At this time, the central defender who followed Bian Hao's side looked like he had some experience.

As the only defender who can defend head-on, he stuck on Bian Hao and Guo Yiming's ball route for the first time, and then began to desperately chase Bian Hao's pace.

It's just that Bian Hao is too fast, even if he is fast with the ball, it is not something that this defender can catch.

Bian Hao was running, and the sound of the wind in his ears was mixed with a sudden burst of cheers.

Feeling the defenders around him desperately chasing after him, Bian Hao suddenly stopped and stood still.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the defender rushing over because of inertia, and while exhaling, he picked the football with his toes.

Change direction!

Hasten!

A simple and brutal stop, and then the process of acceleration, shook the poor child to the ground in one fell swoop.

He stretched out his hand helplessly, trying to grab Bian Hao's sleeve, but he only had time to reach an afterimage!

Single Knife!

Single Knife!!

Thanks to Guo's pull to the right, Bian Hao was flat in front of him, and only the goalkeeper could talk to him directly.

Talent had already told Bian Hao as soon as possible that there were no opposing players within 5 meters of him.

"Boom ......"

At this point,

Because of a wonderful pass, the decibels of sound in the stadium suddenly became much louder, and it was noisy like countless ducks chirping in your ears.

In the audience of No. 5 Middle School, everyone stood up, shouting Bian Hao's name loudly, staring at the goal with only one goalkeeper.

Bian Ma stretched out her hand and grabbed Bian Dad's arm, and she didn't dare to come out of the nervous atmosphere.

Bian Dad raised a hand and shouted loudly: "Son! Single Knife! Shoot! Son! Come on! ”

It's getting closer.

Bian Hao had already taken a step into the forbidden area, and the goalkeeper on the opposite side took small steps in horror and slowly approached in the direction of Bian Hao.

It's so ugly, like a swinging duck.

At this juncture, Uncle Bian didn't forget to tease in his heart.

He teased in his heart, but his eyes were very determined.

Tightly pursed lips, a little bloodless pale.

The high-speed running made his face flush after lack of oxygen, and the regular ups and downs of his chest showed his surging and powerful body!

He lowered his pace, started to adjust his pace and breathing, and he wanted to be at his best and treat the perfect chance of the first half!

One-step.

Two steps.

Swing your legs.

Shot!!

The ball just like that, it flew under the goalkeeper's crotch!

And the goalkeeper still maintains this stiff posture.

Didn't move......

"Ah~!"

"The ball is in!"

"Hahaha! Strike! ”

"Wow...... Yes! ”

Bian Hao crossed over, counting his previous life, he hadn't experienced the feeling of scoring for 10 years.

He shook off his teammates who wanted to celebrate with him,

Run all the way to the direction of the audience stand.

He wants to use this goal to dedicate to Bian Dad and Bian Ma!

He has replaced their excellent son, let him bring supreme glory to the second elder!

Start with this goal!

He knelt on the grass and slid to the nearest position in the stands, only to shout:

"Mom, Dad! I ......"

was buried deep under the crowd.

In the stands, Bian Ma wiped her tears of excitement, watched her son being suppressed, and wanted to go down and pull her son out in distress.

Bian Dad grabbed his wife who wanted to rush into the venue, his face was flushed as if he had drunk half a catty of wine, and he said loudly to the people who were still cheering next to him:

"My son! Ha ha! It was my son who just scored! ……”

The first half was a fantastic start for Lao Zhangtou.

He thought about it for a week, how many gray hairs he had torn off, and he didn't expect that they would be the first to open up the situation and take a one-goal lead.

If it weren't for his bad waist, he would even want to turn his head.

During the intermission, looking at Bian Hao, who was surrounded by a group of people, the old man couldn't get over, and he rubbed Bian Hao's hair jealously.

The boy turned around and grinned.

After he finished explaining what he usually said, he looked at the rest area of No. 1 Middle School opposite with a depressed expression.

The head coach of No. 1 Middle School, oh, it's the one surnamed Cai who is dancing in the rest area.

I heard that he is only forty years old, but he is still immature......

The old man shook his head and smashed his mouth.

Now he has a good deck of cards in his hand, not only Wang Fang, but also four twos.

Bian Hao's absolute speed and his big heart are his four twos.

As for Wang Fang, heh, the old man proudly glanced at the bright red score on the referee's table.

In the second half, Xuexue Experimental Middle School, Lao Tzu also put on a bus formation to play.

Well...... Just let Bian Hao and Guo Yiming continue to swim, at the forefront, if you make another mistake, you will die!

Hum......

The old man's deep eyes looked at the court in front of him.

This Final Four.

Lao Tzu, it's decided!