I'm not stupid, I don't take advantage, who will do what causes trouble for myself! On the training ground, Zhao Haichuan and Brother Bald came over in the same car, and the relationship can be seen. He said I had to score and I had to score! However, the last sentence he said, you know that Xinyu, is really a little tempting to me. That's right, didn't that Xinyu say that if I scored a goal, I would agree to be my girlfriend? To say that in my heart, this Xinyu's position is really irreplaceable, although Li Yuting is very good to me, but if I want to say that my favorite in my heart is really that Xinyu. As soon as I felt a little bit of flowery intestines in my heart, I immediately shook my head vigorously, you really want me to offend Brother Bald for the sake of that Xinyu, and I really can't mix in this city in the future, but how good. Let's just say that Xinyu really agreed to be my girlfriend, and then I offended Brother Bald, and I couldn't get along with it, can she still follow me!

I was so messed up with my mind, hanging up, and followed the team members to sleepwalk on the field.

The referee blew the whistle and the game began.

I ran forward and looked out into the audience. The crowd of black pressed people was crowded, and three people held banners with large characters: Song Yubai, we support you! I smiled when I saw it. Although the figure was small, I could recognize it from the vague appearance, it was Zhao Ming, Li Yuting and her sister.

Hey, under a big banner over there, I seemed to see the rain. I rubbed my eyes as I ran. That's right! That's that Xinyu, I can recognize her appearance no matter how far away she is. Who was sitting next to her! Like, it seemed to be a bald brother!

"Song Yubai!

Actually, I don't have the intention to play well this time, but I'm the main striker, so I always have to run a position or something to make a show when I get on the field. Therefore, as soon as I got on the field, I didn't pay much attention to the back of the midfield, and I knew that I was running blindly in front. Anyway, the striker is not offside, and he wanders around near the opponent's goal. At this moment, I suddenly heard someone shouting, Song Yubai catches the ball. I panicked all of a sudden, how could the ball come from the midfield to the front so fast. You say this Cannes team is really face-saving!

At this time, I was only a few meters away from the opponent's goal, and I heard someone shouting Song Yubai to catch the ball. I rushed forward as I subconsciously looked in the direction of the shout. I saw Zhao Haichuan dribbling past the two defenders, and when he saw me looking at him, he suddenly got up and passed the ball vigorously to my side. Oh, I'm a mother! I'm catching the ball or not! I'm catching, I'm shooting but not shooting! What if the opponent's goalkeeper is a melon and the ball goes in!

I'm running forward because of this. The soccer ball slammed into my kneecap like a cannonball, bouncing off towards the opposing goal.

I closed my eyes. The audience cheered. The ball actually went in!

I subconsciously looked up in the direction of Brother Bald, yes, it must be Brother Bald who was sitting on the edge of the rain. Not only his bare head and fat round face, but also the way the man stood up, scratched his ears and cheeks, and pointed at me, as if he was cursing. My mind went blank.

"Six, six. ”

I listened to the crowd screaming in a boiling voice, how could it be so ugly and harsh. I felt a pang in my heart.

It's a new kick-off, and this time I don't dare to run so close to the opponent's goal. Instead, he subconsciously stayed away from some of the goals.

The pitch was played very fiercely, and the ball was fought over in the midfield. I thought to myself, as long as the ball didn't reach me, it would be safe. I was secretly feeling beautiful in my heart, and suddenly a team member took the ball and connected several people, rushed to the back of the Cannes team, to say that the defenders of the Cannes team are not vegetarians, and when they saw that the situation was critical, they kicked the ball out of the goal line.

Corner kick.

Our players rushed to this side, crowded, and the Cannes players and our players were huddled together in front of the goal, and they were in a mess. I was also squeezed by the crowd, pushing back and forth, arching left and right, like an office worker crowded in the morning rush hour. In the distance, it was still Zhao Haichuan, standing in the right corner of the court. His gaze shifted to the left, and we were crowded to the left. His body swayed to the right, and we were crowded to the right. I was like a scarecrow, swaying left and right in the crowd, scolding in my heart: don't fucking kick off.

Zhao Haichuan seemed to have found a good angle, and only listened, boom, boom. Due to the excessive force, the kick made a muffled sound on the ball. On my side, jumping, arching, pushing, the crowd watched the football fly in the air, leaning forward and closing back. I scolded in my heart, you fucking go and fight, Lao Tzu doesn't jump, don't run. I'm poking here like a pole, and I don't believe the ball can hit me in the door. I was thinking to myself, when suddenly a few of the players around me who jumped up early arched each other in mid-air, and fell to the ground one by one, and I was still poked in place like a telephone pole because I didn't move. The soccer ball smashed at me like a scud cannonball, and I was blocked by the jumping players just now, and it was too late to dodge, and the ball slammed into the side of my head, flying straight towards the goal.

The ball is in again!

I was lifted up by the team, tossed into the air, caught and thrown into the air.

I shouted desperately, "Let me down, let me down!"

"Six! Six!"

The audience in the audience shouted frantically.

When I was finally put on the ground by the team, I was already feeling dizzy, and I just heard the roar of tens of thousands of male orangutans: "Six, six." "One by one, the players ran towards our goal, some of them jumped up and rubbed my head vigorously, and some of them slapped me the back of the head. One of them was even more excessive!Running towards our goal, he passed me by and stretched out his paw and grabbed my ass, and because he was so excited, he almost didn't scratch my big pants, I lifted the big pants that he grabbed and exposed half of my buttocks, and listened to the hoarse shouts from the audience. I was really angry. I yelled at the audience, "Six." Six, your head, you crazy orangutans! I spat at the ground, puffed up my chest, raised my arms, bared my teeth, and looked at the audience like a chimpanzee!

The audience in the audience was even more excited. Everyone is no longer simply shouting Six, but shouting one after another: "Orangutan Six, Gorilla Six, Orangutan Six, Gorilla Six, ......."

I was about to cry, sat on the ground in pain, covered my head with my hands, and shouted helplessly to the sky: "Oh my God!

The audience in the audience saw me sitting on the ground, holding their heads in their hands and suddenly fell silent. That is, I was silent for a few seconds, and I don't know which immoral thing shouted at me: "Come on six, get up on six." The audience on the field screamed after the immoral guy again: "Come on six, get up on six, come on six, come on six, get up ...... six."

I was really anxious, and I stood up and cursed at the audience. The audience was cheered and applauded.

With the kick out of the Cannes goalkeeper with a stinky foot, the game continued.

I swear, I'll never score again. I was no longer running aimlessly on the field, but staring at Zhao Haichuan with two eyes. I thought to myself, as long as you come with the ball, I will immediately run to a place farther away than you are from the opponent's goal, you can't pass it back to me and let me shoot, if you really dare to pass it back to me, I will sincerely kick the ball to the feet of the Cannes team, and let you bring the ball over in vain. To say that this hand really works. Until the end of the first half, Zhao Haichuan never used me to score a goal again. Of course, the Cannes team also did not score. The score was 2:0.

At halftime, every member of the team happily walked up to me and touched me and touched me. I was like a rag doll in a pack of dogs, caught by the dogs. I really don't have any affection for these star teammates. I angrily walked to Zhao Haichuan, who was sitting on the bench to wipe his sweat, and pointed at him and said angrily: "What's the matter with you!" Since it was halftime, the court was much quieter. When I shouted this, the happy players heard it, and everyone stopped and looked at me as if they were carving wood. Zhao Haichuan smiled politely at me again, and said lightly: "The ball is good, young man, you are playing the ball well." ”

I looked at my teammates who were looking at me and Zhao Haichuan on the side, and sat beside him angrily, panting for breath and no longer making a sound.

Zhao Haichuan patted me on the shoulder and said in a low voice: "Young man, most of the other teammates don't know about the two of me and Brother Bald. Kick well and set an example for them. ”

I scolded in my heart: You should kick it yourself! Why do you pull my quilt!

The intermission ended quickly. In the second half, I changed the pitch and I made up my mind: never to score another goal!