Round 15

Without waiting for the goalkeeper to react, Namakri got up and the ball was very fast, hitting the near corner and the ball went in. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Nine tied the score.

"Blame me for not guarding him!" Li Jianghaihai blamed himself in annoyance.

"Damn, that dead foreigner's body is too strong, and his speed is terrifying, he can't prevent it at all!" Wang Jie's eyes were like a knife, poking Namakri fiercely.

"It's fine. There's still time, come on!" Wang Shi encouraged him by Li Jianghai's side and quickly returned to his post.

Ten minutes into the second half, the score was still 1-1.

The defense line led by Zhou Mingkai in the Ninth Middle School has become much harder than before. It is difficult for Jiang Da to penetrate in, and he can only rely on the breakthrough of Ouyang Qingfeng on the side, but as soon as Ouyang Qingfeng receives the ball, someone will force him, and the cross ball has been cleared by Zhou Mingkai many times, and Zhou Mingkai will either pass the ball to Namakri or push it to Huang Dashan after receiving the ball, and Huang Dashan will organize the ball to be delivered to Namakri's feet.

That is to say, all the offensive and defensive lines of the nine are in the feet of these three people, and as long as he guards against Namacri, he will not be able to score, and the offensive line of the nine will be paralyzed.

At the same time that Ouyang Qingfeng and Wang Shi were communicating with Namakri who was preparing to block the offensive line, "everybody" Brazilian foreign aid Namakri looked up to the sky and sighed, saying, "showtime!"

Namakri sometimes attacked, but when the attack was full of threat, he decisively stuffed the ball cleverly at the foot of Huang Dashan, Huang Dashan broke through, and the defenders were focused on Namacri, only Li Jianghai and Huang Dashan were opposed.

"Wang Jie, when did he run up!" Wang Shi roared, "Back to defense!"

Mei Pengyu, the captain of the Ninth Middle School, moved quickly, already eyeing the penalty area.

"Xiao Ming, go back to the defense to fill the position!" Wang Shi shouted as he ran.

I saw Huang Dashan twist his foot to the left and make a feint to shoot near the goalpost, Li Jianghai's body immediately moved, but Huang Dashan's right foot changed direction at the moment of touching the ball, and nudged the ball between his legs with the arch of his foot. Namakri set aside the defender's defence and slotted in from the edge of the box.

Namakri, scored twice.

1-2, with a one-goal lead in nine.

A set of cooperation made Licheng High School's defense line fragmented. Finally, in stoppage time, using Wang Shi's precise pass, Wang Jie and Jiang Da cooperated to hit the goal, and the ball fell into the net along the crossbar. 2:2, both sides will end today's game with a draw.

Flat.

Then the next game will be difficult to play, in the face of the strong Lixin Middle School, Licheng can only be promoted if he wins Lixin Middle School. The game against the sixth middle school undoubtedly dealt a fatal blow to the Licheng football team that had just established confidence.

Licheng's second half was simply beaten out of temper.

The backfield and the central defenders can't get to the bottom, and the forwards can't get the ball in front of them. The high defense instructed by the coach could not be opened at all, and Licheng was in a very passive state for a while.

"It's fine. We played very well, don't have any psychological shadows, and in the end we didn't lose, didn't we equalize 2-2?" said the bald guy in the lounge with the players.

Why do you call him a bald guy, it's not his shiny big bald head, the coach's surname is Xia, his name is Mountain Tiger, and his name is Brother Tiger. Xia Mountain Tiger, Xia Mountain Tiger, a very domineering name is very similar to his coaching style, and he is a very powerful coach.

He is actively encouraging everyone, put aside the fatigue of the game just now, and let the players try to maintain a normal mentality, which is the most important thing, because next Wednesday, there is still a tough battle to play, and the first thing he has to do now is to let everyone forget the result of this game, and relieve the fatigue as soon as possible to adjust to the next game.

In a bustling street not far from the stadium, several girls were shopping at the entrance of Dongmen Street, looking at all kinds of clothes, talking and laughing, only Wu Jiaxin looked sullen. She showed her disappointment in Ouyang Qingfeng again, but she was only a quasi-boyfriend and girlfriend relationship with Ouyang Qingfeng, why should she be angry?

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she quickened her pace and walked towards a dessert shop not far away.

"Jiaxin, why did you come to the dessert shop?" asked Song Lili, Wu Jiaxin's best friend.

"If you're in a bad mood, eat some dessert to make yourself feel better!"

"What's wrong?"

"Did you have a fight with your boyfriend?"

"That's right. Didn't you say you brought your little boyfriend to us in the afternoon?"

Just when the other three girlfriends were chattering and asking, Wu Jiaxin had already ordered a chocolate cheesecake and then went down with a spoon......

The girls' party is undoubtedly to talk about the recent things around them, how many love letters they received, who asked them to go to the movies, and who said they wanted to buy roses for themselves.

What they talked about was undoubtedly not what Wu Jiaxin wanted. None of these things are important things to her!

Ouyang Qingfeng rushed to Dongmen Street, and ran around but didn't see Wu Jiaxin.

It wasn't until the phone rang many times that Wu Jiaxin picked up his phone, and the first sentence directly made Ouyang Qingfeng unable to take the next sentence, "You don't need it, I've already gone back." ”

"I ......"

"You don't have to explain, I know football is more important to you!"

Although Wu Jiaxin's tone fluctuated a lot, her expression was very calm, and she looked at Ouyang Qingfeng who was looking around in a football uniform outside the window.

"Actually, I ......"

"It's okay. ”

"I'm sorry! I'm bad! goodbye!"

Although Wu Jiaxin rushed to block Ouyang Qingfeng's words, she didn't know that Ouyang Qingfeng suddenly hung up the phone, looking at his lonely back, she suddenly felt so painful.

Inexplicable pain.

And Ouyang Qingfeng, who left lonely, looked no better, walking on the street where people came and went, but he was like walking in a lonely alley, a person like a walking corpse, looking blankly ahead, just walking, walking......

He originally wanted to tell Wu Jiaxin that he lost the game today, and he was very depressed and sad.

However, he suddenly stopped and did not talk to her about football on the phone, he was afraid that she would be disappointed and at the same time sad for himself.

He suddenly didn't know who to tell about this bad mood.

Who can listen to him.

Looking at the phone number on his mobile phone, he dialed Sima Hao, but Sima Hao didn't connect.

He smiled and dialed Gong Jizun, who spoke Chinese in Kansai dialect and said to Ouyang Qingfeng that he was working out now, and when he asked him if he wanted to come together, Ouyang Qingfeng directly said no, and hung up.

He walked around the school alone, lingering for a long time but not knowing what he was going to do, and he didn't know why he was here, so he came here for some reason.

After buying several bottles of beer at the shop at the door, he quietly brought them into the school and walked to the top floor of the less visited terrace.

At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun shrouded Licheng in a thin layer of haze, there were some new students on the court kicking balls and running, and even Ouyang could see the math teacher who had never liked it very much, really playing Tai Chi slowly in a corner of the playground.

Everything has become so small.

Zila.

He opened a bottle of wine and took a sip.

Just sit quietly on the balcony and watch the scenes that are happening in the school.

"You're crazy!"

The door on the roof of the building was suddenly opened, and Ximen Xinyue called out breathlessly, "You come down for me, come down!"

She grabbed Ouyang Qingfeng and dragged her back missionarily.

Ouyang Qingfeng didn't pay attention to her, just sneered.

"You're crazy! It's just a ball, why are you jumping off the building?" Ximen Xinyue became even more angry when she saw Ouyang still have an indifferent expression on his face.

Ouyang Qingfeng looked at Ximen Xinyue's angry appearance, but smiled shallowly.

"Who told you that I was going to jump off the building? It's just to watch the sunset, why are you so nervous?" Ouyang Qingfeng pinched Ximen Xinyue's face and said funny.

"I, I...... What should you do if you sit so high and drink and fall down?" Ximen Xinyue's face flushed and replied.

"You think I'm going to jump off the building, don't you?" Ouyang Qingfeng looked into Ximen's eyes and asked very seriously.

"I, I thought ......"

"You care about me, don't you?"

"It's not there!"

Ouyang Qingfeng turned around, revealing a wicked smile, and stretched out one hand on the back of Ximen Xinyue's head, pushing her head forward, and he also possessed it downward.

Ximen Xinyue was so nervous that she closed her eyes, this, this guy wouldn't want to kiss herself.

No, no.

But she couldn't resist, and when she wanted to escape, she found that she couldn't move, "No, you can't ......"

She closed her eyes tightly, and since she couldn't escape, she enjoyed it......

Her struggled resistance faded away, leaving her with her eyes closed and waiting for him to "bully" her lips.

However, it seems that something is wrong.

Why, kissing doesn't feel.

When she opened her eyes, she found Ouyang Qingfeng sitting in his original position, drinking wine......

"You don't think I'm going to kiss you, do you?"

"You...... I don't, son of a bitch. ”