Chapter 7: Hat-tricks

The referee blew the whistle, Shuguang Middle School kicked off, and the stadium immediately sounded thunderous cheers, but these cheers were all for the home team.

Chen Huafeng chose a place where he could watch the game well without being disturbed, and watched the game quietly. How will the four of them behave? It's really exciting!

The cheerleading team of Xin'an No. 1 High School is also full of expectations, this game with a huge difference in strength, I don't know how many goals my school's team can score? They were frantically cheering for the team, shouting wave after wave.

But Yang Pan soon made all the Xin'an high cheerleaders dumbfounded.

The home team's goalkeeper sat on the ground and stared blankly at the dangling goal. The scoreboard clearly shows the scoreline: 0:1, with the visitors leading.

After the goal, Yang Pan deliberately ran to the front of the coach's seat of Xin'an Yigao, spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and had a helpless expression.

Chen Huafeng became excited, and the same shot proved that Yang Pan's shot was by no means blind. He flipped through the small notebook he had brought with him, and on it was the information he had collected about Yang Pan and Zhang Jun in the past week. For Yang Pan, it reads:

In the third year of junior high school, he won the championship of the National Junior High School Football Championship on behalf of Kai Kai Tong Middle School, and was selected into the best team, and won the title of "Assist King" of that competition. Excellent physical fitness, 100 meters speed is less than 11 seconds, especially among junior high school students. His lightning speed, well-placed wide crosses and powerful long-range shots were the key to victory. On many occasions, in the face of a stalemate, it was his long-range shot that opened the game. It has been calculated that his long-range shots have reached a maximum of 180 km/h, which is rare among professional players. His long-range shots are indeed an excellent weapon to demoralize the enemy and boost the confidence of his side.

This was confirmed again in today's game. After conceding the goal, Xin'an Yigao seemed to be blinded, and he couldn't organize an effective attack. And Shuguang Middle School is getting more and more energetic. In the 26th minute, Yang Pan started on the right side, got rid of the defenders who were staring at him, and crossed with his feet. Zhang Jun jumped up in the middle with a header, 2:0!

In the 54th minute, Wang Bo received Zhang Jun's pass and scored easily. 3:0!

In the 62nd minute, Zhang Jun received Yang Pan's cross and swept it into the net. 4:0!

At this time, the fans of Xin'an Yigao stopped speaking out and died down. Some even started to quit early.

The coach of Xin'an Yigao is sitting on pins and needles in the coach's seat, 0:4! This score was something that no one expected before the game. The opponent is a super bad team that doesn't even pass the first round every year! Who can accept this score? He shuddered at the thought that he would probably face the headmaster's dead fish-like face tomorrow. The substitutes around him were as anxious as he was, constantly standing up and shouting at the sidelines inside. Of course they will be in a hurry, the game is played like this, as a member of the school team, will they still have the face to mix in this school in the future?

Under the roar of his teammates, Xin'an Yigao on the field finally had a decent attack, and the No. 10 player burst to the front of the Dawning team's penalty area with the ball. The Dawning guards were going up to stop him. "Don't stop him!" Anke was anxious, "Let him shoot!" Really, I only came here once in half a day! My hands are cold. ”

This sentence deeply irritated the number 10, and he screamed and shot from outside the box. Almost at the same time, Anke began to move. "This kind of shot ......," he caught with one hand, "and can you get it?" Are you kidding?! Before he could finish speaking, Anke kicked the ball away.

The shock of the number 10 was indescribable, he shot with all his might, but it was confiscated by the opponent's goalkeeper with one hand! This is simply the greatest insult to a striker!

The countdown to the game has begun. The ball was now at the feet of Yang Pan, who was still on the right side of his habit, and he made a gesture to sprint, and the nervous defender, who had been frightened by his terrifying speed, immediately withdrew back. Yang Pan smiled and passed the ball back to the feet of Zhang Jun in the middle. Zhang Jun took the ball with him and slid into the penalty area beautifully. The captain of the opposing party rushed up. "Can't lose points!" That's the only thing he thinks right now.

Zhang Jun didn't make any feints, just accelerated to the right and forced his way in.

The other party also turned around, accelerated, moved, and blocked Zhang Jun. But......

Zhang Jun was already a meter behind him. Just a moment to turn around. "Good...... So fast! ”

Yang Pan sneered in the back: "With your triangular cat's kung fu, you also want to stop Zhang Jun?" His acceleration of 5-15 meters is unbeatable in the world. You let him into the penalty area, and you're dead! Enter the forbidden area, he is the king! ”

Zhang Jun shook off the last defender and formed a one-on-one situation with the goalkeeper. He suddenly sank his shoulder to the left, raised his right leg, and was about to shoot! The goalkeeper immediately pounced to the right. Anke saw it clearly in the back, and he couldn't help but shout: "Idiot! That won't work! You've been fooled! ”

Of course, the opposing goalkeeper couldn't hear what Anke was shouting. As a result, the ball flew into the goal from his left side, exactly the same as the ball that Anke was deceived by Zhang Jun.

"Idiot! A sucker! Mentally retarded! Silly x! Anke slammed his gloves to the ground and cursed as if he had lost the ball.

The referee blows the whistle and points to the center circle. 5:0!

Hat-trick!

Sophie jumped up from her chair almost immediately and cheered! "Great! That's great! That's great! Excited, she didn't know what words to use to express her mood at this time, and only kept repeating "Great!" provoked Liang Ke to look at her with a strange eye.

Coach Xin'an Yigao's heart was cold, he knew that the principal must be in a corner, and he would definitely be dismissed tomorrow.

As soon as Xin'an put the ball in the center circle, the referee blew the whistle at the end of the half.

It's game over! 5:0! Shuguang Middle School has achieved an incredible victory! The way they hug each other and celebrate their victory may seem ridiculous to others: isn't it just a warm-up game? But for themselves, this victory represents so much.

What is the joy of playing football? A beautiful goal? Wonderful? Or stubborn defense? In fact, it comes down to the desire for victory. This is true whether it's a real game or a football game. Only those who are obsessed with winning can enjoy football and enjoy happy football. What's the fun of a team that can't always win? When was the last time Shuguang Middle School won a game? I'm afraid that even they themselves can't remember clearly, and many people have forgotten the feeling of victory. Now, Zhang Jun and Yang Pan reminded them of the taste of victory again, and the fire that had long been extinguished in their hearts burned again. Liang Ke let them play this warm-up match, and that's the purpose!

Sophie was as excited as the team and won her first game as a manager. She couldn't help but go up and hug people when she saw them, Zhang Jun was dumbfounded on the side, "Do you want to remind her, it's not good?" He said to Yang Pan beside him.

"Who says that's bad? I think it's good! Yang Panmei said with a flutter of color and rushed over. Sophie, and me! I'm a big part of the win! ”

"I'm X! You big pervert! ”

Liang Ke watched the chaotic scene from the sidelines and did not stop it. He knew that these children had been suppressed for too long, and it was time to vent to their heart's content.

"Number 11."

Zhang Jun stopped the "close contact" with Yang Pan, and looked back to see that it was the captain of the other party.

Anke leaned in: "What are you doing?" Are you not convinced if you lose? ”

The other party ignored An Ke and said to Zhang Jun: "Although I don't know your name, I remember your number." I'd love to fight you once, not in the warm-up matches, but in the real national qualifiers. Knowledge, when the time comes, you don't want to be eliminated early! After speaking, he ignored Zhang Jun's reaction and turned to leave.

"What! Disgusting! When the time comes, maybe who will be eliminated! Anke shouted, "Hey! Take care of yourselves, too! ”

Liang Ke waved his hand to the players who were still excitedly discussing the game that had just ended: "Okay, everyone go back quickly!" Don't catch a cold, the big game is coming! ”

"Oh!!" More than two dozen people responded in unison, breaking the tranquility of the campus this weekend.

Ren Yudi was the last to go, he slowly packed up his things, and rested for a while before slowly walking home. It was so tiring to kick the ball that he almost cramped after 80 minutes of running.

It's been a year and a half, and he's playing for the first time, and I didn't expect it to be so difficult. Watching his teammates score goals one after another on the field, I also want to score a refreshing goal. But on that occasion in the 67th minute, in the face of an empty goal, he could only watch the ball slide out in front of him.

"What are you doing?!" Wang Bo, who passed the ball to him, called out in disappointment.

Of course he knew how. At that moment, his supporting foot suddenly went weak and failed to support his whole body, and as a result, his outstretched left foot was a little bit worse than the ball. To others, it was just a slippery soles of his feet, but he knew it was a sign of lack of physical strength. He hadn't played in a year and a half, and his current physical condition was barely enough to play a full game. Even if he has outstanding skills, if he doesn't have physical strength, he can only be out of shape in his skills, and his movements are deformed, just like today, he has more than enough heart but not enough strength.

Thinking about it, he habitually put his hand into his jacket pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes, which he just bought today, and he didn't care about smoking it. He skillfully unpacked, took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and then took out the lighter, and played it, ready to light it. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he hurriedly extinguished the fire, took the cigarette from his mouth, and stuffed it back into the case.

He held the cigarette case up in front of his eyes and squinted at it. What a familiar package! But today there is one line that stands out in the eye: smoking is bad for your health. Never noticed. He remembered the ball that slid out of the door again, and watched it slowly roll out like this, unwillingly!

He looked at the cigarette case in his hand again, then gritted his teeth and crumpled the cigarette case into a ball. It's time to start another life. He threw the cigarette case out with all his might.

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