"My bad, coach."

In the away locker room of the Adachi High School team, Shogo Fukuda was not as unruly as he appeared on the outside, and he took the initiative to take responsibility, and his loss of the goal can be said to be the fuse of Fujii's goal.

"Don't be discouraged! The score is still a draw, it's a big deal to drag it to the penalty, we continue to play defensive counterattack, we have the opportunity to play, if we don't have the opportunity, we will shrink the defense, we will definitely win! ”

The coach of the Adachi high school team didn't care about the encouragement, but after the start of the second half, his eyes always stayed on the Fujii tree, and the number of times he drank dry mouth was double that of the first half.

Bastard, where did this guy dig the deep well? This body can play in the J1 league, but it is a little bit of skill.

The coach of the Adachi high school team, who also played in the J2 professional league when he was young, still has this vision, Fukuda Shogo's technique is similar to Fujii, but he is inferior in the confrontation, and his speed is also a cut worse, and as for his other players, it is even less comparable.

The Adachi High School team, which contracted its defense, was suppressed by the Hachioji High School team that was gradually unfolding, and Captain Nakamura passed the ball to the center Suhara, who looked at Fujii Tree who was in place behind the side, gritted his teeth, and still swung the ball over.

Raising his foot to stop the football from Suhara's ferry, Fujii Shu was in front of three defenders, Hachioji High School did not fully press, and piled up a large number of troops in the midfield, in order to prevent the opponent from counterattacking from the midfield after the attack was frustrated.

Fujii observed the situation and dribbled the ball alone into the Pinzi defense line formed by three defenders.

The first to come forward to intercept was the full-back, who didn't play any fancy moves, squeezed through with his body, and then the unlucky central defender who had just been slipped by him with a Marseille maneuver, kicked the turf hard with both legs, and accelerated to throw off his position, not giving him a chance to fight.

There was only one defender left, with a panicked look on his face, Fujii Shu faced straight to the side, stepped on a simple bicycle movement, his left shoulder shook suddenly, and the opponent's body moved to the left, and suddenly turned to the right again, dribbling around the defender, creating another dangerous one-handed opportunity.

It's endless, isn't it?

The goalkeeper of the Adachi High School team was about to crush his teeth, and he was really not sure in the face of Fujii's one-on-one knife, so he had to take the initiative and meet Fujii, trying to compress the angle of his shot.

Fujii originally remembered his feet, but turned his head to see the inserted Suhara, he was not offside, and no one was marked, which was better than his own chance to shoot in front of the goalkeeper.

Lifting his foot and pushing gently, the football passed sideways to the side of the big empty Suhara, this guy didn't expect to really receive his pass, he was stunned for a moment, and then recovered in the blink of an eye, without suspense, the ball passed through the unguarded goal, smashed into the net, and set off a cheer in the stands.

"Fujii-san, thank you... Thank you. ”

Suhara awkwardly thanked Fujii for the assist, and then was pressed under him by his teammates who rushed up, and the score was rewritten to 2-1, and their Hachioji High School team had the advantage.

"It's nothing, I'll change anyone..."

Fujii Shu stopped halfway through his words, because Suhara couldn't hear him anymore, and Fukuda Shogo of the Adachi High School team in the distance, his ten fingers were clenched, and his palms were oozing blood, and he was unwilling.

After the celebration, the two sides were deadlocked in the midfield until the last few minutes, a pass error, Fukuda Shogo cut off the football, and instantly pulled away the central defender Nagahama who followed him, nearly 90 minutes later, he used his remaining physical strength, like the wind through the intercepted enemy, to the outside of the penalty area, about to raise his leg to volley, there was a continuous exclamation from outside the field.

"Hachioji High School No. 13 Fujii Tree, quickly approached Adachi High School No. 10 Shogo Fukuda from the rear, so fast! Almost the speed of a 100-meter sprint. ”

The on-field commentator shouted the man's name, and Shogo Fukuda heard footsteps behind him, his right foot had just been raised, and the football under it was snatched cleanly, and he didn't kick the ball, and his body that was too hard lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Shogo Fukuda, who fell to the ground, saw Fujii Tree after the steal, galloping all the way to the meteor, and the blocking where he passed did not pose a threat at all, he stopped more than 20 meters in front of the goal, and shot a long shot without stopping, bringing up strong winds and grass clippings, from the fingertips of the desperate goalkeeper, through the goal.

It's over, it's all over.

Shogo Fukuda got up in embarrassment, without his teammates to help him, everyone's mood was equally heavy, and the 3-1 score difference appeared a few minutes before the end of the game, and the ending was already doomed.

"Good shot! That's a good ball! ”

Coach Fukai watched with satisfaction as Fujii completed this long-range shot, which completely sealed the victory, and the coach of the Adachi High School team next door was already silent.

The referee added two minutes of stoppage time, but the Adachi High School team, which had lost the spirit of struggle, did not resist at all, and walked with the Hachioji High School team to pass the ball in the midfield, just like the men's football team of a certain big country, and ended up in despair.

"Can I swap jerseys?"

Shogo Fukuda approached Fujii Shu, and after getting a nod of approval, he took off his upper body jersey and handed it over on the spot.

Fujii knew that exchanging jerseys was a recognition and commemoration of the opponents, and although the cheerleaders in the stands were staring at him, he took off his shirt and took the opponent's short sleeves stained with dust and sweat, and the sweat on them was so heavy that he could squeeze out water.

"I'm in my third year of high school next year, and I hope to fight you again."

After saying that, Shogo Fukuda turned away, and his fighting spirit was rekindled in his heart.

I guess I'll change projects next year.

Fujii didn't say anything hurtful, revealing the muscles of his upper body, he was the type to look thin in clothes, his streamlined muscles were full and graceful, and the muscles in his abdomen were like white chocolate chunks, which not only provoked cheerleaders, but even some adult women stared at them without turning their eyes.

"Click!"

Next to Mr. Miyagi, several office women took out their mobile phones to snap photos, and the mobile phones of the island country can't turn off the sound of taking pictures, although this kind of shooting behavior is not a private shot, but it is not very polite.

"I didn't expect to watch my cousin's game, and I could see such a beautiful boy, when I was in school, how could the class be a group of simple-minded Yaga who only knew how to peep under the skirts of girls?"

"That's it, I'm already a fan of this Fujii-kun, so handsome, so stylish, this figure and face, why don't you make your debut as an artist, it's a pity."

The chatter of the office women made Mr. Miyagi frown, and he was too unliterate to judge minors like this.

"Is he the varsity player in your class?"

Yuuki Kayo noticed Miyagi-sensei's special attention to Fujii and asked.

"Yes, there is also a boy named Tatsuya Suhara, who is also on the field."

Miyagi-sensei bowed his head and replied, and when he heard Yuki Karang sigh, he looked at him with some puzzlement.

"It's a pity that such an outstanding seedling, in this kind of team, it is impossible to qualify from the local competition."

Yuki Karangi made a rational judgment, if you want to have the possibility of qualifying, the average level of players cannot be lower than the level of Suhara, Tokyo's hundreds of high school teams, although divided into two divisions of AB, but there are also four or five strong teams like Horitakaka, once you meet them, there is no need to say much.

Football, after all, is an eleven-a-side team game, and no matter how strong a single person is, it will not help.

Yuki Karang thought about it, not paying attention to Miyagi-sensei's displeased expression.