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"The body is too thin."

"The legs are too thin."

"The waist is thin, too."

"Why are your arms so thin!"

"It's so thin, you can't bear any weight!"

"It's so fine, how can you fight with others!"

"It's so fine, how did it develop!"

"Isn't it a man? Isn't it a man? ”

……

Coach Lao Yang of the football school watched the field intently while chanting misleading lines. Wang Dong was barely able to calm down at first, but after listening to it for a while, he couldn't sit still, and couldn't help but look around, the current students are very powerful, if anyone records this paragraph and puts it on the Internet, something big will happen!

Although this statement can be fully explained, if you want to be guided, you don't know where you want to be led!

"Lao Yang is really good, he doesn't care about anything when he comes to it!" Wang Dong complained in his heart while observing the surroundings, afraid of seeing some students gesturing here with their mobile phones.

Fortunately, the game was tense, and the shouting around was constant, but the other platoons didn't hear what Lao Yang was talking about.

But that's it, he was still a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but poke Lao Yang, but the latter didn't feel anything. Wang Dong looked left and right, and poked Lao Yang again, this time Lao Yang reacted, and he slapped his thigh: "I'll just say it's too fine!" ”

Along with these words, there are all kinds of shouts around you!

He hurriedly turned around and saw that his team was besieging the one called Shiling!

It's really a siege, one person behind him, two people in front, if it weren't for the rules of the game, the pounce would have knocked him down!

He was a little confused, in his impression, the season has always been running in front, although the back has been chasing, but always a few wrong steps, why was it just like a while, he was caught up?

It's not that he doesn't like his own players, but according to the example of the entire first half, it's a little unlikely!

At this moment, Lao Yang next to him slapped his thigh again: "I'll just say it's too thin, it's easy to break your feet!" ”

Broken feet?

Is that a seasonal stump?

Of course not, if Shi Ling Zhenwei stopped his foot, it wasn't that he was blocked, but he was just now, and his leg was indeed weak.

The second half began.

The ball is sixteen, although all kinds of emotions permeate the hearts of the teenagers, but the sixteenth middle school is still not in a hurry to achieve quick success, they are as steady and steady as in the past, and the shouts in the stands in the iron are from the beginning of the heat to the weak - even if you don't know much about football, you can see that their team is very powerless in front of the sixteenth middle school.

Again and again, and again and again, and again and again;

Again and again, and again and again the ball was leaked - and even leaked.

I worked hard!

They could see that their players were working hard.

Shi Ling worked hard, he kept running hard, attracting fire while still trying to intercept;

Qi Zhenyun worked hard, he kept accelerating, creating opportunities;

Fan Cheng worked hard, and he fell down three times in the scramble!

There are also a lot of players whose names they can't name, and they are also working hard, the first-year one, I don't know which class, it seems to be a defender, everyone didn't pay much attention to him earlier, but he is really running!

The second-grader should be an old man, but everyone hasn't paid much attention to him since last year...... But just now, he was almost kicked in the face by the other party!

Under such pressure, they have not conceded a goal yet and everyone's efforts are inseparable...... Except for 10,000 nights!

But at this time, there are not too many people who care about this captain who has been pinned on by them before, they just watch every persecution in the sixteenth middle school with fear, and then every futile effort on their side.

It's not a long time, but because there are too many times, it gives people a feeling of a long time, and under this feeling, everyone starts to get tired, and some can't help but have the idea - "Just let them kick in." ”

Let the goal in sixteen, then the ball is theirs, and then ...... The season will win it back for them!

The change occurred in the thirteenth minute, the pressure in the sixteenth came to the goal area, Ding Yang shot, Wan Wan was indifferent, Cao Moran desperately blocked, he fell at Ding Yang's feet, but Ding Yang still raised his foot, but the power was greater, and the ball was ...... Fly out of the goal!

Out of bounds!

The ball is on the side of the iron!

That cheer in the iron is like a volcano that has been suppressed for a long time!

They finally waited for this time!

Wan Wan got the ball, and at this moment, he finally returned to everyone's field of vision.

"This guy won't get rid of it......"

I haven't played for too long, and some people have such doubts, but they are quickly hit by others: "Can you say something good!" ”

"Isn't that worrying?"

"Can't you worry about anything else?"

“…… Is it all a sudden end? ”

“…… Actually, what difference does it make if he doesn't play this time? ”

……

…………

"Let's talk about something else!"

Such a conversation did not last long, because Wan Wan was thrown over there.

In the early days, Wan Wan's horror was not only his blocking, but also part of his arrangement. When he gets the ball, he always gives Tiezhong a better start! Whether he kicks or throws, he can send the ball to the most appropriate position, so that the team can complete the initial attack more comfortably, and this time, he didn't do it, he simply kicked the ball to Yang Mingming......

This is really a result that everyone didn't expect, at least the sixteenth middle school didn't expect it, so in a way, he can be regarded as surprising - Yang Mingming didn't hesitate!

Although many people said that he paused, everyone's impression of Yang Mingming had nothing to do with agility and speed, so his slight pause was really nothing.

And as soon as he got the ball, he immediately passed it to the season!

At that time, the season was already in the midfield, and the ball penetrated into the front at once!

In the face of this result, the sixteenth middle school is depressed!

They have worked hard for so long, and now they are going to be overtaken because of a mistake at the last goal?

…… I really can't blame the whole sixteen middle school for having such a consciousness, really!

It's just that there are things that happen over and over again...... You will inevitably get used to it.

However, they are sixteen after all!

It is the sixteenth middle school with the pride of professional football and the enthusiasm of young people, so even if they have subconsciously become a little accustomed to this matter, they still don't want to give up.

Pursuit!

Intercept!

It doesn't matter if it's physical or mental, I can't let you shoot anymore!

A draw is just that, how can you still score again?

This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed!

Sixteen Middle School is really working hard, but the season is also very hard!

He was running around the field with the ball as he had done in the past!

Yang Mingming's infiltration is very beautiful, and there are not many people around the beautiful season!

Fan Cheng is also in front, but he is on the right, a whole horizontal distance from the season!

Although he is already trying to come and respond, it is obvious that it will not be immediate, not to mention that he also has a defense around him.

But this kind of thing doesn't seem to be anything to the season, although he is followed by people, he still runs very rhythmically, the ball is taken by him, and he is about to enter the penalty area!

And at this moment, he stumbled under his feet.

Everyone can see that his body is flickering!

"There's something down here, it must be buried in the sixteenth!" This is the rhetoric in the iron.

"Go up! Super up! "The sixteenth middle school is just yelling!

Of course, the sixteenth middle school will not let go of this opportunity, the two close ones have formed a counter-overtake, and without hesitation, they will try to come out, the referee followed closely beside him, waiting for the whistle to blow, and the season reluctantly brought the ball forward, but he couldn't bring it forward!

Sixteen, not eight, not twenty-three, not those classes that look strong inside the iron middle.

They are professional.

There are coaches who follow closely, they won't go too far, but they are almost impossible to settle down in season, although with their strong ball control ability, they can't snatch this ball away for a while, but now, this ball is going to die.

Scrum!

Chances are, there's going to be a scrum again!

And if it appears, the ball is still not necessarily iron, because there are three sixteens around the season!

"Spread the word! Spread the word! ”

"Shoot! Shoot it! ”

This is the most sound in the iron at this time, but they also know very well that these two real-time seasons are not easy to do, really, there is no room for it!

"I'll just say it's too detailed, I'll say it's too fine!"

Well, this strange sound is from the ...... of the sixteenth middle school

Wang Dong covered his face a little unbearably, and looked at Lin Fang a little cautiously, seeing that he didn't show a sneer like in the past, but relaxed a little, but then, he was a little puzzled, Lin Fang ...... Something doesn't seem right?

Although he won't be too harsh on Lao Yang, his knife mouth is ready to cut people at any time, how can he be quiet today?

He didn't have time to think about it before he heard another exclamation, looked up, and saw the ball arcing towards the goal.

Brother Xiao jumped up, he jumped very high, obviously, he thought it would be a deciduous ball, but, no......

It was just an ordinary curling ball that passed under his armpit and into the goal!

3:4！

In the iron, it is overtaken!

……

Rumble!

After a short silence, Tiezhong is like an old house that has won the second spring, and the one that broke out is powerful!

"Seasonal! Seasonal! ”

"I knew you could! I knew you could! ”

"Lao Tzu loves you to death!"

“…… He's a boy......"

"That Lao Tzu loves it too!"

"Yes, love knows no gender!"

……

Tiezhong became a pot of porridge, which was shouting everything, and the sixteenth middle school was completely confused.

Obviously looking at this ball is going to die, and even looking at this ball is about to be snatched up, why, suddenly it scored?

Many people who are not in a good position are very confused, like Wang Dong, who has just run away, and like the principal of No. 16 Middle School, although he is in a good position, he is also a little confused because he has no deep understanding of football...... Or maybe he wasn't confused, but he didn't want to admit it, he always felt that this kind of thing shouldn't happen, and even if it did, it could only be in his school!

Of course it's his!

Although the soccer team is not their students, since they are in their school, that is!

But now, how did it end up on the side of the iron?

Tiezhong also found a football school to come over?

"Did you find someone to confirm?" He spoke to the people around him.

"Huh?" The people around him were stunned, and some couldn't react for a while.

"The Nineteen...... It's not in iron, is it? ”

It turns out that he can follow him, his brain is still clever, at least he can understand his brain circuits, and he reacted immediately, and said at the moment: "I haven't confirmed it yet, but I'm thinking about it, I'll find someone to inquire." ”

The principal was satisfied, although he did not confirm it at all, but this answer could also give him some kind of psychological satisfaction, and over there, Comrade Lao Yang, the head coach of the youth team of the football school, had no idea of this at all.

Just kidding, he didn't know all the football schools as a teenager - in fact, he didn't necessarily name even the mall team itself - how many homeroom teachers could now name students who didn't belong to their own class but also taught themselves?

Teacher Liu Lei is also still the Chinese teacher of the second class, can he call all the second class?

Did Teacher Fu Zi call out of the fifth class?

Even Teacher Mao Hua, who seems to be very shrewd, can only point out the students in his own class at most!

However, Comrade Lao Yang can still be sure that Shiling is definitely not a football school, which is the same as the fact that even a third-grade Chinese teacher knows Qi Zhenyun.

Even if it's the Greentown team, it's impossible for him not to know!

But at this time, he didn't care about this, he still stared at the season lying on the ground - "It's down, right?" Down, right? I'll just say it's too thin or not, even if you can shoot, it's not okay if it's too thin! ”