Chapter 35: Yang Qiongying's Battle
To say that this time flies, it will be the day of Yang Qiongying and Han Ying's competition in a blink of an eye. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Yang Qiongying and Zhang Qing arrived at the agreed place early and waited for her arrival.
"Why did you make an appointment with such a place?"
"It's not going to have a decent atmosphere."
Zhang Qing was helpless, looked around, and found that there were people playing wild balls all around. From middle-aged people in their thirties and forties, to children brought by their parents at a few ages, there are really people of all ages.
Just as he sighed, two people walked in the distance, a man and a woman, walking side by side.
At this time, Yang Qiongying also saw it, and looked at it from a distance, the girl was Han Ying, and the person next to him surprised them both.
"Han Shan! Xingyuan is a small No. 10! Zhang Qing blurted out.
This person is tall, well-proportioned, delicate, with delicate eyes, a bit of an idol temperament, wearing a pair of sneakers on his feet, and his eyebrows are somewhat similar to Han Ying.
"Who is this?" Zhang Qing asked.
Han Ying smiled slightly: "This is my brother, Han Shan." ā
Han Shan nodded slightly to Zhang Qing: "Hello, Zhang Qing, I heard my sister mention you earlier." ā
"Hello."
"I'm looking forward to the next showdown with you." As soon as Han Shan spoke, he looked polite.
"Well, I'm looking forward to it too." Zhang Qing replied politely.
"Brother, I actually don't want you to play with Zhang Qing and them...... It's hard for me to choose," Han Ying had a sad expression.
"You don't have to make a hard choice, don't worry, we'll win." Yang Qiongying interjected.
Han Ying looked at her and snorted: "Getting back to business, I'm here to learn about the two of us today, come on, are you ready, it's still too late to admit defeat." ā
Yang Qiongying smiled angrily: "I'm afraid that you will admit defeat first." ā
The two girls are full of gunpowder.
Han Shan watched it very interestingly, and moved a goal in the past: "You use this as a goal, how do you want to compare?" ā
As soon as they heard this, the two girls were confused, the previous appointment to play was all based on a momentary impulse, and they didn't think about how to compare, what to compare, just talking about playing football in the game, but there are many possibilities for kicking football.
"Otherwise, one of you will keep the goal, one will shoot with the ball, each of you will take 3 times, and the one with the most goals wins." Zhang Qing proposed.
"If it's the same, how do you count it?"
"Well...... If there are as many as the same, the extra round will continue until the winner is decided. ā
"Okay, hey, do you agree?"
"Okay, that's it." Yang Qiongying thought that she had practiced dribbling and shooting in the past few days, and it should be no problem, so she readily agreed.
The two quickly played a match, starting with Yang Qiongying as the offensive side and Han Ying as the defensive side.
Qiong Ying began to attack, only to see her right foot touch the ball first and bring it up. To say that the training in the past few days has not been in vain, plus I have played blindly for a period of time in the previous novel, and I brought the ball very smoothly, and there was no mistake, and I came to the goal of Han Ying's handle in an instant.
Han Ying didn't dare to move, and kept standing on the door line.
Qiong Ying picked up her right foot and shot, although the ball speed was not fast, but by the time Han Ying reacted, the ball had already entered the goal.
Yang Qiongying won one game.
Turning Han Ying as the attacker, she was not inferior to the ball, which shows that she was also influenced by her brother when she was a child, took two steps, and shot far away from the goal.
Although Yang Qiongying reacted, she did not stop the ball, and the ball also scored.
Han Ying pulled one back.
Zhang Qing and Han Bin next to him looked at each other with a smile, and neither of them spoke.
Just like that, the two of you go back and forth, and the attacker will basically score. And even if one attacking team doesn't score, the other team doesn't score. After a lot of rounds and it was a draw.
At this time, Zhang Qing and Han Bin really couldn't stand it, so the two of them sat next to them and rested, letting them continue.
After I don't know how many rounds of comparison, Zhang Qing finally stood up, he really couldn't stand it: "Don't compare the two of you, even if we have a tie in this game, we won't lose or win, how about it." ā
"No way!" The two girls said in unison. Although the two of them are bored after kicking so far, they still don't admit defeat.
Zhang Qing was really helpless, and was about to continue to sit back, when Han Bin stood up, walked over to them and said, "Otherwise, how about we compare with you." ā
The two girls turned their heads to look at him and talk.
Seeing that the two of them were very tired, Han Bin also smiled and said: "I'll call my sister, Zhang Qing and this girl, let's 2 against 2, whoever loses the ball first will lose, how about it." ā
"Okay." Han Ying cheered first.
"Okay." Yang Qiongying also agreed.
"Okay, that's it." After Han Bin finished speaking, he went to move another goal.
Damn, these three people don't like me at all, they don't take me seriously, Zhang Qing was stunned and depressed next to him.
After the goal is moved, the 2-on-2 match begins.
Zhang Qing kicked off here. After kick-off, the two men stood behind each other to guard the goal, while the two girls competed for the ball in front.
Yang Qiongying and Han Ying are fighting for each other, one is with long legs, and the other is a heroine among women, holding their breath for each other.
Suddenly, the ball was snatched from before the two of them, and in a blink of an eye, it came to Zhang Qing.
Zhang Qing saw that it was Han Bin who easily snatched the ball from the middle of the two, so he waited for Han Bin to make a move.
Han Bin's body swayed from side to side, and Zhang Qing knew that he was all feints, he didn't shake, and he stood very steadily.
Suddenly, Han Bin's right foot shook clockwise around the ball, his body was ****, and then he took a step forward with the ball with the outside instep.
Zhang Qing's body first tilted to the left, and when he saw him moving, his center of gravity quickly adjusted back, and he followed Han Bin again in just one step.
He made several movements one after another, but Zhang Qing stared at him deadly, while the two girls next to him followed them all over the place.
Yang Qiongying went up to grab the ball, but Han Bin easily passed her by touching the ball casually, and she was also very depressed.
Zhang Qing touched her over and motioned for him to come.
So the duel between the last two girls became the ace shooter of Xingyuan Sanxiao against the midfield core of Xingyuan Yixiao.
The two fought each other for a few rounds, but they couldn't tell the winner, and the two girls behind were already tired.
"Brother, let's take a break...... Tired...... I'm too tired to do it. ā
Han Bin stopped the ball and came over to see his sister.
"You...... You...... You're throwing in the towel, aren't you? Obviously, Yang Qiongying is also tired.
āā¦ā¦ Who, how could it be...... We...... Let's do it again. ā
"Okay, okay, the two girls are very skilled, this competition is not a winner, and there is no need to compare."
After Zhang Qing finished speaking, the two of them, who were originally holding on to their anger, didn't say anything, although they were still unconvinced, but they felt that they had no certainty of victory to defeat each other.
Han Bin stood up at this time, walked up to Zhang Qing, and said to him: "You played well, let's see you on the field." ā
"Yes, see you on the field!"
After saying that, he pulled his sister and left.
Zhang Qing looked at the backs of them leaving, and was about to pull Yang Qiongying away.
"He, how is he playing, can he ...... Yes...... Can you win? ā
Zhang Qing shook his head: "I'm not sure, because he didn't use his full strength." ā
"This ...... Isn't that all the rage? ā
"Well, although he is not fast, he has a good rhythm with the ball, and there is no chance to break his ball."
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"Let's go back first, and I'll discuss it with Coach Lei when I go back." Zhang Qing pulled Yang Qiongying and left here.