Liu Yu stepped on the football and prepared to kick off. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the stands around them, a uniform roar sounded: "Chop the feathers, pluck the feathers, burn the feathers!" ”

Aliye, who was sitting on the rostrum, said with a smile: "Xiao Wu, this Zhou Yu is a talent!" How can you come up with such a shady slogan? Hahaha! ”

"Zhou Yu is indeed a talent, most of the posters in No. 1 Middle School were completed by him! The quality of these posters is nothing to say, and I have collected all the posters he made myself! Xiao Wu greeted him.

"Zhou Yu is the president of the No. 1 Middle School Fan Association, right?" Ariel asked.

"Yes, he is the president of the No. 1 Middle School Fan Association!" Xiao Wu replied.

"Xiao Wu, after today's game, you ask the teaching office to care more about the No. 1 Middle School Fan Association, without them, the No. 1 Middle School team will lack a spirit, we want to make the 12th team of No. 1 Middle School stronger!" Ariel gave instructions.

"Okay, I've got it!" Xiao Wu said respectfully.

Just as the two were talking, Liu Yu led Huozhou Middle School to launch an attack on the back line of No. 1 Middle School, and the players of No. 1 Middle School defused the attack in an orderly manner.

Murthy confiscated the football, and when he got it, he habitually passed it to the left wing.

He Cheng on the left side received the ball, but before He Cheng could finish turning around, the players from Huozhou Middle School forced up, clinging to He Cheng's back tightly, and stretched out his foot to interfere with He Cheng's dribbling.

He Cheng had no way to complete the turn, so he had to pass the football back to Murthy!

Liu Yu, who had been prepared for a long time, rushed to Murthy, who received the ball, Murthy couldn't hold the pass back with his hand, and faced the football, which was a big foot and drove the football far away.

The football landed near the center circle, in the first middle school in a defensive state, there were not many players here, naturally, the football was obtained by the players of Huozhou Middle School, and they attacked again!

"Woo~~! Chop~! The teachers and students of No. 1 Middle School, under the leadership of the No. 1 Middle School Fan Association, immediately affected the players of Huozhou Middle School with boos and war cries.

The huge boos and war roars hit the hearts of the players of Huozhou Middle School, their hearts suddenly tightened, their feet suddenly softened, and the football passed out was weak and weak, and they were snatched away by the players of No. 1 Middle School!

The player who snatched the football was none other than Hu Nan, a defensive midfielder from No. 1 Middle School.

Hu Nan didn't dribble the ball too much, and after seeing Alimu who answered, he passed the football to Alimu.

Alimu won the ball and launched a charge to the backcourt of Huozhou Middle School, and the players of No. 1 Middle School also actively stepped forward to respond.

Alimu saw the vacancy, a straight stopper, and wanted to stuff the football behind the central defender and let Hong Baren complete the attack.

But Lu Fu, the captain of Huozhou Middle School, is not a vegetarian, his position selection is very good, and with a tackle, he pressed Alimu's through ball under him!

Rufu looked like a sissy, but once he kicked the ball, he became iron-blooded, and after he got the ball, he didn't wait for Babur and Hong Baren in the first to react, and immediately got up and rushed up with the football.

He didn't sprint too fast, giving his teammates time to step forward.

Bang! Lu Fu completed a long pass, so that the football accurately fell at the feet of Liu Yu, Liu Yu as a striker, as a flying feather wind god, began to exert force!

"Damn it!" How was it so easy to get over? Alimu secretly blamed himself.

On the sidelines, the lame Yuan Dongshuai smiled: "That's it, use all your strength!" Let me see what you're capable of! ”

Liu Yu completed the breakthrough, flashed out of the space to shoot, swing his leg to shoot, bang, accompanied by the explosion of the air, the football was erratic, and he ran to the goal of the first middle school at a very fast speed!

"It's so fast!" Standing in the center of the goal, Murthy watched the football come straight to him, did not dare to hold the ball, and used his palms to lift the football off the crossbar!

"It's dangerous!" The teachers and students of No. 1 Middle School all breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a pity!" In Coach Lu's opinion, this goal should be scored.

On the sidelines, Xinjiang Meilu's Crimme wrote in a small notebook: "This is the second battle of the gods, the No. 1 Middle School where the God of Fire is located, and the Huozhou Middle School where the God of Flying Feather Wind is located, are competing for a crucial game, although the God of Fire and War cannot play due to injury, it still does not affect the enjoyment, tension and technical and tactical level of the game." No. 1 Middle School was on the defensive, and their defense, which was not leaky, did not give Huozhou Middle School too many opportunities to shoot. Huozhou Middle School was on the offensive, and their main attacker, Liu Yu, ran left and right without the restriction of the madman God of War, revealing the fangs of the killer on the court! The sharpest spear, the strongest shield, who is more powerful? The competition will give us the answer, we'll see! ”

Gou Yu of Turpan Sports News wrote: "Flying Feather Fengshen, with great might, used his best way to tear open the defense line of No. 1 Middle School, and frequently threatened the goal of No. 1 Middle School, we can look forward to the moment when Feiyu Fengshen broke the goal!" ”

Liu Tao of Karamay Sports Newspaper wrote: "The defense of No. 1 Middle School is full of wolf nature, so that the strikers of Huozhou Middle School are helpless, although this guy known as the Flying Feather Wind God tried a few shots, but his shots are not threatening, I can assure you that as long as No. 1 Middle School carries the opponent's three-board axe, with the offensive ability of No. 1 Middle School, sooner or later it will be able to tear apart the defense line of Huozhou Middle School and score valuable goals!" ”

As for the Karamay City TV station, it recorded everything in the game with a camera, and in the studio, commentator Luo Ni said: "The strength of the No. 1 Middle School without the madman God of War has really been affected, so far, No. 1 Middle School has not completed a single effective shot, while Huozhou Middle School has completed three shots!" ”

"Yes, the madman god of war, as the offensive core of the first middle school, has played a vital role in the team, and the strength of the first middle school without the crazy god of war has indeed dropped a notch, I think, if the first middle school can hold a draw, it will be very good!" Commentator Xue Guer expressed his opinion。。。。。。

。。。。。。 Huozhou Middle School sent a corner kick, and the football crossed a perfect arc and smashed into Liu Yu in the penalty area.

Liu Yu jumped high, and at the same time, Meng Ding, who was close to Liu Yu, also jumped high, and the two rose up to grab the ball and wrestle in the air.

Who's going to grab the football? Everyone was silent, looking at the two people who grabbed the ball!

"Flying Feather Wind God!" The away fans shouted loudly, because Liu Yu grabbed the football, put his forehead on the lower edge of the football, and let the football smash into the goal of No. 1 Middle School!

Murthy shouted: "I won't let you score!" ”

But it's a pity that Liu Yu's header was fast and the angle was awkward, and the football rushed into the goal from the tips of Murthy's fingers!

The teachers and students of No. 1 Middle School were annoyed: "Damn! "Depressed!" "Why?" "It's time to practice Mundin's bouncing power!" 。。。。。。

The deadlock was broken, Liu Yu did not celebrate the goal like crazy, facing his teammates who ran towards him, he said: "In this game, I don't celebrate the goal!" ”

"Why?" Captain Rufu asked.

"Because of Yuan Dongshuai, I promised him that I would not celebrate the goal!" In Liu Yu's heart, he still thinks that he owes Yuan Dongshuai.

"Good, good, don't celebrate! Let's go and thank the fans who came from afar. Saying this, Lu Fu put his arm around Liu Yu's shoulders and ran to the stands with Liu Yu!

Yuan Dongshuai, who was wilting, saw Liu Yu scoring a goal, stood up suddenly, and hugged his head in an independent posture of the golden rooster and said in chagrin: "Murty, why didn't you pounce on this piece of wood, this kind of ball?" ”

"Hey, hey, hey! What happened to Murthy? This is the responsibility of the defender, Murthy is not a god, this kind of ball, even the goalkeeper of the national team can't save it! "Bi Jing spares no effort in maintaining Murthy.

Hearing Bi Jing's roar, Yuan Dongshuai immediately lost his temper, and said with a smile: "Miss Bi, it's me who owes it, it's me who is unreasonable, I'm sorry!" ”

At this time, as the captain of the No. 1 Middle School, Stu roared: "Partners, don't care about this lost goal, the game has only been played for 20 minutes, and we have time to equalize and overtake the score!" ”

"Yes, cheer up, do a good job of defense, our tactics are to defend and counterattack, and only by doing a good job of defense can we play a beautiful counterattack!" Alimu, as the most prestigious player in the team, also spoke out.

The proud No. 1 middle school players naturally refused to admit defeat, and they also foresaw that without Yuan Dongshuai, they would be suppressed by Huozhou Middle School and scored, but they told themselves: "Do your best, force your potential, don't let the opponent underestimate it!" (To be continued.) )