It seems that a lot of effort has been put in, and the National Defense Academy has done everything in its power to finally freeze the score at 0:10.

It's really hard for the whole academy team to imagine that this is the end result. They wouldn't have believed that the Defense Yuan team could lose so badly if they were killed an hour and a half ago. What's even worse, they are sure that if it weren't for Ni Tu and his teammates choosing to "watch the show" in the last ten minutes, the score would have been refreshed.

Ni Tu didn't go to "kill them all" doesn't mean that he doesn't have this ability or that he doesn't hate, he just feels that it's boring, and he also thinks that it's not bad to "watch the show" in the last period of time, which is more interesting than how many goals he scores again. If Wei Jun'er's mind was known, the captain of the National Defense Academy would definitely vomit three liters of blood!

The referee seemed to be unable to stand it, and as soon as the time of the 8th game came, he simply did not give any stoppage time, so he immediately blew the whistle for the end of the game, and he hurriedly withdrew from the court.

I would never have thought that this whistle is now as pleasant as heaven for today's National Defense Academy. The whole team wants to learn from the cute referees, and they can't just run away. But as soon as they thought that they couldn't leave the stadium as runners-up, their faces turned green, and the members of the defense team had to come to the stage to receive the award, which could be said to be naked ridicule and sarcasm for the students of their defense academy team! It was supposed to be a joy, but it ended up with a sad ending, and no one could be happy.

In response to the words in the classical Chinese classics, the agency was too clever and mistook Qingqing's life.

How many tricks before and after did not exchange a trophy for them, but in the end the whole team was nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of football in Luzhong University of Science and Technology, and the score of 10:0 in a single game in the final has not been broken for nearly two decades.

Before the end of the competition, many supporters of the National Defense Academy had already quietly hidden the slogan of the academy to win the championship, and slapped themselves in the face outside?

Gotcha, it's all in vain!

Today is really not a lucky day for these people, not only is the promised championship being stirred up, but also vaguely, their own college seems to have done some shady things, so that every national defense student on the scene is sitting on pins and needles.

In stark contrast, the supporters of the Faculty of Letters, whose own team has always been able to bring them unexpected surprises, and who have always come back from the dead in the face of adversity and despair, how can the team that brings hope to the fans not be liked by the fans? Whether it was a student who really understood football or a suspicion of watching the excitement, the men stood up collectively at the moment of the end of the game, and they and the teams they supported experienced the highest climax of pleasure.

This group of advertising students of the Faculty of Arts should have read a book called "The Rabble", which is a good reflection of a group effect, really, all the people in the stands of the Faculty of Arts stood up, and they were applauding their classmates!

"Well done! You guys are amazing! ”

"Beautiful!"

"It's so handsome! Handsome mess! ”

And the players of the Faculty of Letters, under the leadership of Ni Tu, thanked the fans who supported them in the stands. This is a tradition set by Ni Tu for the entire academy, whether victory or defeat, we should not forget the fans who cheered for them in the stands, according to Ni Tu's words, "no matter what, we must not forget the fans". Since then, this tradition has been passed down from generation to generation by successive teams of the Faculty of Letters.

"Let's go, it's time for us to thank our classmates in the stands!" Ni Tu shouted and everyone walked to the bottom of the stands. Obviously, everyone was too excited, Brother Leak jumped on Ni Tu's body violently, he was much taller and heavier than Ni Tu, and almost knocked down Ni Tu, who was unprepared, but maybe the joy of victory made Ni Tu more able to resist than before, he was stunned and didn't lie down. Brother Leak is happy, everyone else is happy, amateur football is not useless sometimes, it can also bring full joy to everyone.

Not long after interacting with the fans, everyone was stopped by the staff and then led to the entrance of the rostrum to receive the award. Standing at the entrance, they had to wait for a group of members of the National Defense Academy who were the first to come to the stage with their heads drooping, and this group of losers was going up to accept the comfort of the school leaders.

The principal simply encouraged this group of lost "poor people", and the highlight was naturally on Ni Tu and these people in the back. The people of the National Defense Academy are also happy, they really don't want to stay here for a moment, they want to leave this place immediately and return to their own academy, but their own academy no longer seems to be a safe haven for them now, losing such a big person, how can they have a good one? The members of the defense team hurriedly received their medals and hurriedly stepped down. It was the turn of the Faculty of Letters to take the stage.

"Hey, Faculty of Letters, it's your turn!" When the members of the National Defense Academy left the rostrum, the staff came over to remind the members of the Academy of Liberal Arts.

Ni Tu shouted at his teammates: "Okay, champions, let's show ourselves!" The team members climbed the steps of the rostrum one by one, and Ni Tu walked at the end, because he was the captain, although he was not named the captain, but he was not the captain but better than the captain, and no one raised any objections to Ni Tu walking in the end to receive the trophy.

The principal was much warmer than before, and he even shook hands with each of the champion players and gave his words of appreciation, starting with "You guys did a great job!" "Keep up the good work!" Although these words are some routine words, they still sound like heaven to the winner.

The principal came to the scene of the game before halftime, and he was a little surprised by the score of 4:0, originally thinking that the National Defense Academy had a four-goal lead, but he didn't expect that the lead was actually the College of Liberal Arts. With the turmoil in the second half, the principal has a more intuitive impression of this team that has attracted a lot of attention in the school recently, this is an undefeated team, and their vitality is as tenacious as Xiaoqiang!

The reporter next to him is also congratulating the ambitious principal Mr. Principal, with their professional vision, if this is professional football, their focus will definitely be black whistle, provocation or something hot news, obviously today is not the occasion to say this kind of thing, Luzhong University of Science and Technology spent money to invite them to of course to listen to their good words, so the principal's ears will inevitably have some reporters' compliments.

"Oops, I didn't expect that the level of football competition in our Luzhong University of Science and Technology is so high!"

"Luzhong University of Science and Technology is worth studying well in many schools!"

And the principal, who has listened to a lot of good words, is naturally full of good feelings for the literature that won the championship in the big reversal, and his already intuitive impression of the team of the Faculty of Arts has been raised to a new level.

"You guys played well...... You're solid defensively...... You pass the ball well...... Wait", it seems that the principal still watched the game on the rostrum, and he can basically recognize the characteristics of each player.

The team of the Faculty of Arts seems to be a little "lean", because of the Du Jiayao incident before the game, only 13 players were left to persist in the end, and the medals prepared by the school seemed to be much more. For everyone in the Faculty of Letters, no one cares about these small details, everyone has the medals that the president personally brought to their necks, and now everyone is left with Ni Tu on stage to receive the award and lift the trophy!

Ni Tu walked to the rostrum and came to the principal, this time, the principal obviously wanted to have a good chat with Ni Tu, "Young man, your performance is really great, the school should thank you, it is your good play to promote our school, keep up the good work, the school is very optimistic about you!" The principal gave Ni Tu a high evaluation, and seemed to remember something, and the principal then asked Ni Tu, "What are your plans for the future?" "If there is no beginning or end like this, obviously, the principal also knows that this level of competition can't keep Ni Tu.

After all, he is the head of a school, and it is easy to get to know the students in a school, and the principal has already done his homework in advance before the finals, and he understands that Ni Tu seems to have received formal football training, and he feels both normal and incredible about Ni Tu's performance today.

It feels normal because after all, after all, he is trained, and he must be stronger than a group of amateur players, and I think it is incredible because it is incomprehensible that such a powerful person has not chosen to continue the path of football.

Ni Tu didn't ask the principal about the future, but said: "I haven't thought about it yet, although I like to play football with my teammates, but I shouldn't play in the next school game, let's see, who knows in the future?" He smiled all the way, and did not seem too restrained because he was facing the principal, chatting with a group of big bosses in the university, and talking crazy for half a semester made Ni Tu a lot more casual, this is the second benefit that the university brought to him after recovering his enthusiasm for football, and the two benefits also made up for some of Ni Tu's problems to a certain extent.

Ni Tu did not avoid his thoughts, put on a posture of "Principal, you have to answer me", it seems that the principal is very appreciative of Ni Tu's performance, although there are still some unfinished, but the figure at the top of the school's power pyramid realizes that now is not the time to talk about this, time has been delayed by the two of them for a long time, and it is time to award the trophy to this glorious division.

The principal took the trophy handed over by Miss Manners, solemnly handed him to Ni Tu, and finally said, "Congratulations, Ni Tu, you can now celebrate the victory with your teammates!" ”

Ni Tu thanked him, took the trophy, came to his teammates steadily, first raised it to his teammates, and then walked into the middle of the team, stepped on the low wall under the railing, and lifted the trophy high!

In an instant, the song of victory sounded, the streamers were flying, and the fans cheered loudly, all of which were just a sign of one thing:

School of Literature, Journalism and Communication, the first football league champion of Luzhong University of Science and Technology!!