After Xie Lang changed into the team uniform of the No. 7 Beijing Wenwu Academy and went on the field, the whole scene was booed.

And the moment she saw Xie Lang appear, the pupils in Shi Qimei's eyes dilated slightly, but no one noticed.

"Come on." Li Jun walked over and generously stretched out his right hand to Xie Lang.

As the saying goes, reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, in the face of the other party's handshake, Xie Lang ignored it, and tore off the captain's armband on the other party's arm, and turned his head to everyone:

"If you don't want to lose the game, I'll be your captain from now on! If anyone is not convinced, they can come to me after the game. ”

After speaking, Xie Lang turned around and left, leaving Li Jun with an embarrassed face.

"Huh!"

Xie Lang's contemptuous words sounded in his ears, and everyone, including Chen Zicong and all the students on the scene, subconsciously turned their eyes to Xie Lang on the playground, who was wearing the No. 7 jersey.

Their eyes widened, as if they couldn't believe it.

Yes!

You must know that Li Junke is the captain of the football team of the Wenwu Academy.

And Xie Lang, who was stunned, not only shook hands with him as soon as he got on the field, but also snatched his captain's armband?

"Is this still Brother Lang, how do you feel that Brother Lang has become so domineering after being hit."

Chen Zicong found that the current Xie Lang and the previous otaku Xie Lang were completely like two people.

"Who is this guy? How did they not see him on their school list. ”

Seeing the sudden substitution of his old rival Sun Yong, the coaching team of Beijing University was very concerned.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it either." The assistant on the side also didn't know anything.

"I think it's probably because of that kick just now that Sun Yong temporarily caught it to make up the numbers." The other assistant said nonchalantly.

The coach of Beijing University nodded, and seemed to agree with the assistant's statement, and said, "In the case of falling behind by 3 goals, Sun Yong still dares to arrange troops in a random formation, and he is completely ill and rushed to the hospital." ”

Thinking of this, the coach of Beijing University immediately walked to the edge of the playground, stretched out a slap forward, and signaled the players to start attacking as a whole without saving any face.

"What's the matter, how did Coach Sun change Xie Lang?" The students in the same class as Xie Lang couldn't believe their eyes.

"Yes, Xie Lang usually stays in the bedroom every day to surf the Internet, and often doesn't exercise, so he still plays football?"

"Hahaha, I see, this kid should be allowed to take the blame."

"Hey, I didn't think of it, it's very likely."

"It's over, it looks like I'm going to lose at least 5 goals today, Xie Lang, the king of the back, is set today."

The students in the audience were whimpering and mourning, and they didn't seem to be optimistic about Xie Lang.

After the restart, the clock was already 65 minutes.

Xie Lang didn't have the power he imagined, he played for 10 minutes, but he didn't even touch the ball?

Looking carefully at the players of the Wenwu Academy, it seems that they deliberately gave Xie Lang a horse, that is, they did not pass the ball to Xie Lang, and let Xie Lang stand in the front court alone.

Chen Zicong was very angry when he looked at the game on the field, and immediately walked to Sun Yong's side and said, "Coach Sun, how can you play this, they don't pass the ball to Brother Lang." ”

When Sun Yong heard this, he stepped forward and clapped his hands, and said to everyone on the side of the playground:

"Don't you understand, you can lose the game, but I hope you don't lose so ugly, you can't lose your fighting spirit when you lose, you can't fight for the championship, can't you fight for your breath? It's all at this time, still fighting in the nest? ”

However, just as Coach Sun finished speaking, a sudden scene appeared.

Xie Lang rushed back to his own half, and he ...... Actually......

That's right, Xie Lang actually rushed to Gu Liang's side, a vigorous sliding shovel, touched the ball first, a perfect tackle, shoveled the football from the feet of the players, and then protected the ball and connected the three people, more than 30 meters away from the goal, came a heavy artillery with a sudden cold arrow!

Rumble!

- The next moment!

The ball is in!

The score was rewritten to 3-1!

Also at this moment, there was an exclamation from the scene.

The goalkeeper of Beijing University looked at Xie Lang dumbfounded, as if he didn't expect that Xie Lang would suddenly get up.

That's what people often say, do you work a miracle?

It must be a balloon in exchange for a lot of power!

When the ball was scored, Gu Liang was still standing in place, and his big mouth could almost stuff a football.

"I'll rub it, this kick is so beautiful, super world wave."

"Isn't it? I didn't expect Coach Sun to have such a miracle soldier in his hands. ”

"Who is this guy? When I watched Li Jun and them train before, why hadn't I seen this guy? ”

"He? His name is Xie Lang, and he is a junior! The guy who saved Xia Kexin before, I didn't expect his ball skills to be so good. ”

Especially Wu Fengye and his coaching team at the scene, they were even more surprised when they saw Xie Lang's expression.

is the so-called pseudo-fans who come to see handsome guys and beauties, and insiders watch the doorway.

Although Xie Lang shoveled his own people very excessively just now, one thing has to be said that since he dared to shovel the players of the other side and then shoot with his feet, he has great confidence in himself.

If you don't score this kick, you can't imagine the consequences, I'm afraid I'm going to be sprayed to death by my classmates.

Is this kind of resolute guy really as simple as a substitute?

"If you want to win the game, pass it to me, it's as simple as that." Xie Lang finished simply.

In order to gain the next time, Xie Lang hurriedly ran to the opponent's goal frame and hugged the football, and ran back to the midfield to put it down.

"It's just a balloon, see how I save your ball next time." The opposing goalkeeper looked at Xie Lang's back and disdainfully said a cruel word.

After kick-off, the football passed several times and quickly landed at the feet of Wu Fengye.

"It's time for the forbidden area! The ball passed to Wu Fengye's feet, this time, will he choose the world wave outside the penalty area? ”

The narrator sat in the stands and shouted hoarsely.

It's not that the students of the Wenwu Academy don't work hard, it's that their midfield relies too much on Li Jun.

Once Li Jun was targeted, the entire midfield and backfield were completely disconnected from the front, and mistakes continued.

After Wu Fengye received the ball, he dribbled the ball along the side, and then made a cross-cut, the ball was right, and he was about to kick up......

Boom!!

Slide shovel!

Another neat sliding shovel!

Xie Lang made a sliding tackle and gave the football to his goalkeeper.

If it weren't for his timely sliding tackle, maybe the football would have been kicked by Wu Fengye.

"This ......"

The coaching staff of Beijing University on the scene couldn't believe it at all, and they couldn't accept it!

How dare he tackle the ball on the edge of the box?

Some coaches saw Xie Lang's extraordinary.

This guy first shoveled the ball of a player on the side, then scored, and then slid in the penalty area.

From the forward position, the long journey to the defender, both the forward and the cameo defender, who the can withstand this?

Their eyes widened, looking at Xie Lang on the field, one by one like sculptures.