Chapter 11: A Crushing Victory
Pei Yueda has been fishing since the beginning of this game.
He is the person who is most afraid of trouble, never likes to be troublesome, and has no interest in such things as being in the limelight. He felt that it was a waste of time to play a childish football game like this, which was not aimed at exchanging skills, but only revolving around a win-loss contest. But the swaying of jumping up and down on the sidelines with teeth and claws was really a bit dazzling, so that he suddenly felt that it was not impossible to be naΓ―ve?
He didn't want this pineapple essence to be so happy.
With less than ten minutes to go before the end of class, the PE teacher whistled ahead of time to make a hint. Jiang Jingcheng took the ball and ran around the court, more than flexible to control the game. In his eyes, this game is actually over, and the score of 4:0 directly seals the victory or defeat. The teammates are also very excited, after all, the opportunity for the scumbag to beat the top student is very rare, and they can blow it until they graduate from high school in this game.
Do you drag this tactic until the end of the game, or do you look for an opportunity to try it a few more times?
Jiang Jingcheng was running and thinking about this Versailles question.
But suddenly, the figure in front of him flickered, and a person passed by him like lightning and snatched the ball directly from his feet. The whole action is smooth and done in one go! And most importantly, that man is so fast!
It's really fast!
Jiang Jingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then saw that the person who grabbed his ball was none other than the thorn in the eye of their family Qu Sha who shouted and shouted every day-
Pei Yue.
The monkey dancing on the sidelines suddenly froze, and she blinked in confusion, suspecting that she was hallucinating. Damn - what was going on just now?!
"Fake, right??? Dick, do you see clearly? β
"I can see it clearly."
ββ¦β¦ No, how is this possible?! β
"How could it be?"
Xia Chengxi glanced at her, and was about to say that I told you a long time ago that this person is not simple...... But Qu Shao had already jumped up again and shouted, "Shit luck! It must be shit luck! Jiang Jingcheng, what are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and get it back!! β
Xia Chengxi: "......"
The situation on the field was reversed in an instant, and the teenagers were still a little dazed and couldn't react. Pei Yue grabbed the ball, he was not in a hurry, first calmly analyzed the situation on the field, and then quickly ran towards the opponent's half with the ball. His body was as nimble as a dragon, and he ran as fast as the wind, and rushed to the opponent's half in a flash. Then he raised his foot and shot from a long distance -
In the incredible gaze of everyone, the shot ball drew a perfect arc like a meteor and flew directly into the goal of the third class!
Everyone was dumbfounded, and the audience was silent. After a few seconds, the cheers and screams seemed to explode, and the whole playground was boiling. The teenagers of Class 7 learned to run and jump on the field like their opponents, cheering and hugging Pei Dagong, who had reversed the situation for them, but was dodged by Pei Yue.
Qu on the sidelines was swaying, staring at the football that shot into the goal frame, and said to Xia Chengxi sleepwalking: "This...... This is in? β
"In."
"So far away...... This little white face kicked it in with one kick? β
"Didn't you see that? Also asked. β
"Gan! It's outrageous. β
Qu Shao Shao quickly switched from the stunned mode to the scolding mode, she scolded Pei Yue with cheers and scolded many ugly words, and then arched her hands to her mouth, and shouted at the field: "Jiang Jingcheng!" What's the matter with you?! Give him a plate!! β
She shouted that Jiang Jingcheng on the field called back to his soul.
The ball he just lost made Jiang Jingcheng a little faceless, although he was also amazed by Pei Yue's ultra-long-distance long-distance shot, but he and Qu Shao had the same idea.
Shit luck! It must be shit luck.
How could there be such a powerful person at their age? If there is, it has long been poached by the youth team. And he has had a few highlight moments with ultra-long shots, but those are all small probabilities. He has been playing football since he was a child, and he has appeared a few times. This is the same as the fact that novices always love to win mahjong, and it does not mean that they have that kind of strength, but there are more luck components......
However, after a few minutes, Jiang Jingcheng began to realize that his thoughts might be wrong......
Because Pei Yue didn't look like he had luck at all, the teenagers of the third class rushed up to chase and intercept him, but the ball was like sticking to his feet, running all over the field with him. Jiang Jingcheng put away his thoughts about underestimating the enemy and began to seriously guard against Pei Yue. He suddenly realized that the young man in front of him was probably an opponent to be reckoned with, and as the hope of the whole village, he had to hold on to the fruits of victory.
The ball control overlord on the field has changed, Pei Yue stands in the center of the field with his feet on the ball, his expression is indifferent, and his upright posture has a terrifying momentum, which makes people dare not easily confront him. There were still 3 minutes before the end of the game, Jiang Jingcheng stared at Pei Yue with a twelve-point spirit, and the two quickly made a move.
On the green field, two wind-chasing teenagers are kings against kings. The two of you go back and forth, and the kick is inseparable. Everyone was stunned, and the OS in their hearts was probably -
What kind of fairy fight is this?
Jiang Jingcheng on the field has a sharp edge, he has a wonderful talent for football since he was a child, not only playing well, but also very good at analyzing opponents. Soon, he discovered a strange place in Pei Yue.
Although Pei Yue is very strong, he doesn't seem to like to cooperate with people, ignoring his teammates' requests to pass the ball several times, and only firmly controls the ball at his feet. It was only when Jiang Jingcheng played him that he was forced to pass the ball a few times.
Time passed minute by minute, and the bell was about to ring after class. Pei Yue crossed the half again with the ball, looking for an opportunity to shoot. His physical strength was so good that many teenagers could no longer run, holding their hands and panting in place. Only Jiang Jingcheng chased after him like the wind and stopped him again.
"Still want to score? I won't let you get your wish......"
"Really? Then try it. β
As soon as Pei Yue's voice fell, he directly made a false move, showed a bells and whistles in front of Jiang Jingcheng, and then flexibly crossed him and flew up directly!
In full view, the ball was shot into the woodwork at an extremely tricky angle!
The bell rang along with the cheers.
The score of this football match was fixed at 4:2.
Both sides were cheering, applauding the boys in their class. The scumbag class has excellent strength and is the overlord of the court, and the school bully class counterattacked and reversed, although it was defeated, it was still glorious.
Jiang Jingcheng, who was staggering to the field, made a diss gesture to him triumphantly when he crossed shoulders with Pei Yue, Pei Yue didn't bother to pay attention to her, and walked away.
"Cut, drag a fart! Losing and still dragging like this? Qu Shao stuck out his tongue at Pei Yue's back, turned his head and ran to Jiang Jingcheng like a gust of wind.
"Brother Jiang, cow, cow! Win beautifully! β
The crowd gradually dispersed, and Jiang Jingcheng stood quietly in the center of the court, he ignored Qu's shaky praise, but stood there without saying a word.
"Brother Jiang? What's wrong with you? Talking? Is it silly to win the game? Qu shook and tugged at Jiang Jingcheng's sleeve, "Hey, let me tell you, didn't you see Pei Yue's defeated rooster-like expression, hahaha, I can laugh for a year...... I'll show you......"
Jiang Jingcheng, who had been silent, suddenly shook off her hand and asked rhetorically, "Did I win?" Do you really think I've won? β
Qu Shaoyao was stunned by his roar, and said inexplicably: "Why didn't you win?" 4:2, didn't our class win two more goals? How weird are you......"
Xia Chengxi, who was behind him, saw that the situation was not quite right, and pulled his wagging sleeves.
"Third child, don't say it."
In fact, Jiang Jingcheng has had a good temper since he was a child, no matter how Xia Chengxi and Qu Shaoyao bullied him, he never fought back and scolded him, and rarely got angry. It's the first time that he has lost his temper and yelled at someone on the spot like this, not to mention that the person he yelled at still played with him since he was a child.
At this moment, the joy of winning the game was gone, the scene fell into embarrassment, and the wind in the playground was blowing, and no one spoke again.
Jiang Jingcheng's mood was extremely complicated, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed visibly, and he turned around and left. Only he knows that this seemingly winning game was actually lost by him. Since he was three years old, he has never lost so badly......
Because his opponent was far above him, it was a crushing victory.