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Zhao Xuan couldn't suppress his excitement, he took two steps forward with the ball and burst into the big penalty area!

Before the defender blocked the angle of the shot, he pulled out his foot and shot angrily, his shot accumulated too much emotion, he was suppressed by Yuan Dongshuai's resentment, and he was annoyed by the 137th Regiment Middle School that constantly destroyed the football under his feet, and he wanted to shoot urgently!

All these emotions are now gathered on his right foot, bang, after the explosion, the football crossed a phantom, straight to the upper right corner of the goal!

This shot was perfect! Yuan Xiti jumped up from his chair, he was ready to celebrate the goal!

The players on both sides also stopped moving, staring directly at the virtual shadow drawn by the football!

At this moment, time also stood still, and the goalkeeper who leaped up seemed to be fixed in mid-air!

Swish~~! The sound of a football entering the net rang out!

Zhao Xuan jumped up, raised his arms and shouted: "Yay! Scored! My first goal since I joined the varsity team, it was the goal that killed the game! ”

The players of No. 1 Middle School also ran wildly, they ran to Zhao Crossbow, surrounded Zhao Crossbow in the middle, and celebrated the goal with Zhao Crossbow, only Yuan Dongshuai stood outside the crowd, he clenched his fists, ran to the goal, picked up the football, ran to the middle circle, and put the football at the kick-off point!

What's going on? Shouldn't they be stalling for a goal? Why is this handsome madman in such a hurry to kick off, does he have some conspiracy? The members of the 137th Regiment Middle School couldn't help but be suspicious. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

How did they know that the reason why Yuan Dongshuai wanted to kick off early was because he wanted to score early, so that the proud Zhao Crossbow could see that he Yuan Dongshuai was the real trump card!

Yuan Dongshuai stood up early and shouted to the first team member celebrating the goal: "Hey, hey, hey!" Hurry up and get back to the position, we still have to score, you delay time like this, you will delay my goal! ”

Yuan Dongshuai's words made the members of the 137th Regiment Middle School angry: "This handsome madman looks down on people too much!" We are the championship team anyway, this handsome madman, I really think that in front of us, scoring goals is as simple as eating and drinking! No, you can't let the handsome madman be so rampant, don't hesitate to foul, you can't let him break through, you can't let him score! ”

In this way, the strength of the 137th Regiment Middle School to guard against Yuan Dongshuai has been raised by another level!

Yuan Dongshuai didn't know about this, he still shouted: "You guys hurry back, let the other party kick off!" ”

Yuan Dongshuai's shouting played a role, and under his urging, the players of No. 1 Middle School ran back to their own half and stood up!

Yuan Dongshuai looked at Zhao Crossbow standing on the right side, and shouted at Zhao Crossbow: "Zhao Crossbow boy, don't be complacent, you can score this time, all thanks to my breakthrough!" You're just picking up leaks, and you're completely untechable! ”

"Picking up leaks is also a kind of ability, if I don't have a keen intuition, I can't pick up this leak! Handsome maniac, if you have the ability, try to pick up a leak! Zhao Xuan said without showing weakness, and in the end, he didn't forget to hit Yuan Dongshuai!

Yuan Dong gritted his teeth in anger, and he yelled at the players of the 137th Regiment Middle School: "Hey, what are you rubbing? Why don't you kick off yet? ”

The players who kicked off the 137th Regiment Middle School were Xiao Ming and Lu Feng, they glanced at Yuan Dongshuai, their anger surged, and they kicked the football heavily towards Ailier!

The game restarted, and the 137th Regiment Middle School began to attack aggressively, giving up the defensive counterattack style that had been playing!

Because they have reached the edge of the cliff, if they don't score, if they don't score more than five goals, then they will be eliminated, then what Zhao Crossbow said will become a fact, that is, Zhao Cross's goal will be the goal that kills the game!

As the champion of the last inter-school championship, the players of the 137th Regiment Middle School have their pride, they can't let the game be killed like this, they want to use their goals to tell everyone that even if the 137th Regiment Middle School is eliminated, it is also eliminated by standing, worthy of the teachers and students of the 137th Regiment Middle School, worthy of themselves, and worthy of the coach Kekedi!

The 137th Regiment Middle School, which attacked with all its might, was like a pack of hungry wolves, and they wanted to tear off pieces of flesh and blood from the 1st Middle School!

The players of the 137th Regiment Middle School relied on their strong physical fitness to constantly collide with the players of No. 1 Middle School, so that the players of No. 1 Middle School could not hold the ball well and did not dare to hold the ball!

After they snatched the football, they passed it to the soul of the team, Ael!

With a cool head, outstanding ball control skills, and accurate passing skills, Ellier made the 137th Regiment Middle School kneaded together and ran at high speed!

The football is constantly interspersed in the half of the first middle school, moving left and right, driving the entire midfield and backfield of the first middle school, as well as the forwards!

The 137th Regiment Middle School has the rhythm of the game in its own hands! The players of No. 1 High School are feeling strong pressure again!

Kekedi was on the sidelines, a little nervous, he looked at the players of the 137th Regiment Middle School sweating, and muttered: "Boys, so far in the game, the probability of us qualifying is very low, but you have to remember the promise to me, that is, we will not admit it!" ”

Immediately, Keke Emperor set his eyes on the central defender Lu Yu who was warming up, he beckoned Lu Yu to his side, and said to Lu Yu: "Lu Yu, there are still ten minutes before the end of the first half, I don't plan to replace you now, but at the beginning of the second half, I will replace you!" ”

Lu Yu said with some surprise: "Coach, I played at the beginning of the second half, was it too early?" Generally speaking, don't I come on in the seventieth minute of the game? ”

Kekedi smiled slightly: "Yes, in the previous games, I would have let you play in the seventieth minute of the game, but this game is different, we urgently need to score, so you have to play early, let the rhythm of the game run at high speed, and let the players of No. 1 Middle School breathe, so that we have a chance to score!" ”

"But..." Lu Yu looked a little stumbling!

Kekedi smiled slightly: "I know you are worried that the pace of the game is too fast and will exhaust our own players, but what I want to say is that only when everyone pushes themselves to the limit and pushes their potential out, our team will improve!" So, don't worry about that, your task once you come on the pitch is simple, get the pace of the game up again, look for opportunities to make dangerous passes, and scramble for headers to score for the 137th Regiment! ”

Emperor Keke has already said so, of course Lu Yu will resolutely carry out Emperor Keke's intentions, he nodded heavily and said: "Coach, don't worry, I will definitely not let the No. 1 Middle School score again, and I will help the No. 137 Middle School to score goals!" ”

Lu Yu looked at the field, at this time, although the first middle school was pressed in his own half, the formation of the first middle school remained quite intact, and did not show any gaps and flaws!

One Middle School is really strong! Lu Yu thought secretly!

The game has come to this point, and the players of No. 1 Middle School also think that they are very strong! If the No. 1 Middle School is not strong, it will not be able to break through the goal of the No. 137 Regiment Middle School four times!

Defending with all their might, they are waiting for the time to pass and the referee blows the final whistle!

But Yuan Dongshuai didn't think like this, he wanted to score, he wanted to attack, but the whole team retreated, and he couldn't raise the banner of attack alone, Yuan Dongshuai was depressed!

Yuan Dongshuai, who was depressed, watched Cao Nan to the death, as long as Cao Nan got the ball, Yuan Dongshuai would stretch out his feet to destroy, which made Cao Nan also depressed!

Because after he was killed by Yuan Dongshuai, the players of the 137th Regiment Middle School no longer passed the ball to him, so that he was completely out of the rhythm of the whole team and became like air!

Similarly, Yuan Dongshuai also broke away from the rhythm of the game and specifically stared at Cao Nan!

No. 1 Middle School and No. 137 Regiment Middle School are equivalent to only ten people playing on the field, so the pace of the game is accelerated again!

The two sides come and go, so lively! The teachers and students watching the game on the sidelines were full of sweat in their palms, they were not only looking forward to the goal of the 137th Regiment Middle School, but also worried that the 137th Regiment Middle School would be counterattacked by the 1st Middle School and score another goal by the 1st Middle School!

In the press area, a reporter from the Karamay City Sports Newspaper wrote in a small book: "This game will decide the fate of the No. 1 Middle School and the No. 137 Regiment Middle School, and which of them will advance to the finals of the inter-school championship?" From now on, it seems that the balance of victory is tilting sharply, but in the world of football, there is never a shortage of earth-shattering reversals! In particular, the 137th Regiment Middle School has the strength to complete the reversal! I will wait and see whether the No. 1 Middle School will maintain its lead, or the No. 137 Regiment Middle School will complete the shocking reversal! ”