But before coming to the hard one, Da Yizun is more willing to try to communicate with the coach Xiang Zhanyang in thought, which is also in the ancient Chinese textbooks, Confucius said, "Be kind to your neighbors, accompany each other in harmony, talk with respect, why work and fight?"

Thinking of this, Da Yizun immediately patted his chest to the coach and said, "Coach, you let me go, I am tall and legged, my running ability is very strong, full of horsepower, surging power, I am here! Belch!... No! Yanda Football Club does not lose! You believe me!"

That Zhixiang Zhanyang couldn't listen at all at this time.

He still sighed vigorously, "Classmate, I can understand your feelings, how can I be the same! But this football is a team sport, and it is not enough to play it alone, unless..."

"Unless?" Da Yizun and Zhao Linfeng's eyes lit up at the same time, hearing this, there was a door inside!

"Coach, unless what?" asked the eldest one.

I only heard the coach Zhan Yang let out a long sigh and said:

"Unless you ask Zhao Lingfeng, who helped the basketball club win the championship just now, to help, fortunately there is still a chance!"

It seems that the coach didn't watch the basketball finals just now, but he at least heard about it.

When Zhao Lingfeng heard this, he suddenly let out a long breath and smiled; "Big brother, he said it earlier!"

"Coach, didn't Luo Manrou tell you who I was just now?"

Zhao Lingfeng's vengeful eyes came, Luo Manrou stuck out her tongue in fright, and she quickly explained to Xiang Zhanyang, "Coach, I forgot to tell you, he is Zhao Lingfeng!"

"What?" the coach perked up, "He's Zhao Lingfeng?"

Da Yizun puffed up his chest, "That's right, Coach! I'm Zhao Linfeng, I'm here to help you defeat Honghua and win the championship, shame on you!"

"Obedient!" Coach Xiang Zhanyang's eyes flashed with surprise, but his eyes swept Zhao Lingfeng's figure, and then dimmed again, "Zhao Lingfeng, I know that you are very good at basketball, but! You are too thin, you look at the athletes on the football field, all of them are burly, especially the legs, have you noticed?" Xiang Zhanyang pointed to the player who was running on the field and said:

"The legs of these athletes are twice as big as normal people, and twice as thick as you, the key is that this is not the point, the point is that they are wearing spiked shoes! This is not like playing basketball, after all, no matter how strong the hands are, they can't compare to the thighs, Zhao Lingfeng, a tall person like you, if you accidentally get kicked on the court, you will really die!"

When the coach said this, Luo Manrou also became worried.

She stared at Zhao Lingfeng with worried eyes, "Brother Feng, the coach is actually right, basketball with hands, football by legs, it is indeed different, why don't we think about it again?"

At this time, I also considered that if I grind for a while, it will be more difficult to turn the tables.

"Coach, let's not delay! Just let me get on it! It's too late!"

The eldest one was so anxious that he rubbed his hands.

"No, for the sake of your life, I can't take this risk!"

The eldest one wants to suck him to death now!

Zhao Linfeng immediately whispered to the eldest one in his divine sense.

The big one's eyes lit up, and he immediately said to the coach Xiang Zhanyang:

"Coach! I run very well! Look at the No. 9 player on our team, he seems to be tired and can't run, I can go up and help him run for a while, replace him down and rest, if you think he is well rested, change him back immediately, what do you think?"

Xiang Zhanyang looked at No. 9, No. 9 was depressed, strolling around the side, in fact, No. 9, now the whole team is the same, everyone is like a defeated chicken, all of them are depressed and want to die.

Xiang Zhanyang pondered, anyway, that's it, Zhao Lingfeng, if he wants to go, let him go, let him play on the side for a few minutes, run away, in case he is in any danger, blow a whistle, and then replace him. That's it.

"Well, now it's time to rest, the game will continue for a while, you go to play for a while, you haven't been trained, if you feel tired, or feel uncomfortable, don't brace hard, I tell you, football players are overdrawn, causing sudden death is very common, in case of this situation, you immediately notify me, you wear this No. 10 jersey to go!"

The eldest Ichizun put on the No. 10 jersey and walked onto the field.

Several members of the soccer team were hunched over, panting for breath with crossed legs.

Captain Duan Changchun, seeing that the confidence of the players was lost, he had to keep cheering up the players in order to play the whole game, but he himself was the same, and it became a luxury to play the whole game at this time.

"Brothers! At this time, we can't be cowardly, last year we were 10-0, and this year as long as we score one less goal 9-0, even if we have made great progress, we will win! Now it's only 6-0, and the situation looks very optimistic!"

Duan Changchun said this, and it really worked! Several players were actually amused.

"Brother Duan, it's too early to say this, there are still 50 minutes, 4 balls, such a long time, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to defend!"

"Yes, according to last year, this time is only four to one, if you continue to play the whole game like this, the score is likely to expand to 12 to zero, and you can almost break the Guinness World Record!"

As soon as No. 16 said this, Duan Changchun had just cheered up the team a little, and suddenly he was stunned again, and several players had already knelt down.

Duan Changchun is on fire; "Du Gazi! Why are you still messing up at this time, do you want to spoil my military heart? You talk more, be careful of Lao Tzu, you pickle!"

Duan Changchun scolded indiscriminately, and continued, "I've already thought about it, I have a trick, if I lose two more goals in a while, let's all run to the goal and block the goal, and see how those old boys in Honghua score goals!"

"Is that okay?" the players laughed.

"His sister, let's do this, and Honghua's fight!"

As soon as this team member finished speaking, he heard Duan Changchun say:

"Hey, hey, I'm joking, do you guys really believe it?" Duan Changchun said this, and he laughed too; "Resist it well! If it's like that, not only will we be scolded by Yanda here, but also by Honghua Beihua's side, we will also be scolded for not planting!

"Haha...!Listen to you!Brother Duan!"

"But Honghua's two forwards, we can't stop it! Brother Duan!

"This matter is in the hands of the coach, didn't he replace Lao Jiu? But there are just a few of us, you don't know, do you work harder!"

"Alas, our team, no one can suppress them, let's see for a while, it's better to have two people stuck with one person, or as long as we find them rushing out of the penalty area, we will all go to the penalty area, which should make a difference." ”

"Okay! The rest time should be coming soon, everyone cheer up! Hold on for 50 minutes, go home and sleep with a pillow after the fight!" Duan Changchun said and slapped his face.

"Kangma!"

"Do you want to tell the new ones about our tactics!" Du Gazi pointed to the number 10 who was running.

"Yes, it has to be. Duan Changchun looked out of the field, and a man wearing a No. 10 jersey walked up; "No. 10?

The other players also looked at it, shook their heads and denied it, "I don't know either!"

"Look at him, it seems to be Zhao Lingfeng!" Finally, a player guessed through his body type.

"Zhao Lingfeng?" Duan Changchun's eyes lit up, he had gone to pull Zhao Lingfeng into the gang before, but Zhao Lingfeng had not replied until now, it was estimated that there was no play, he sighed; "If only it were Zhao Lingfeng, Zhao Lingfeng could knock over the big man Huang Da with one move, that kid might really be able to carry Honghua's striker!"

A member of the team went to watch the basketball finals, and the scene at that time could be said to be shocking! The skinny Zhao Lingfeng made a big slam dunk and flew into the basket with three people.

"Let me see!" So he also looked in the direction where No. 10 came; "My mother! It's really Zhao Lingfeng here! He's really Zhao Lingfeng!"

"Scared, is it really Zhao Lingfeng?" Duan Changchun looked at No. 10 suspiciously.

"Can't be wrong! Brother Duan! He's not Zhao Lingfeng, you'll treat my head as a ball and kick it into the goal!"

"Haha! It's really him!" Duan Changchun finally saw it clearly; "The sky has eyes, but I don't know if he can carry Honghua's forward." ”

At this time, the students in the stands began to cheer, the football field is very large, the school is above the field, and there is a giant screen every 20 meters in length and width, and then the camera is in the screen, only to give the new No. 10, No. 10 This appearance, like a boulder falling into the lake, suddenly set off a storm in the stands.

"Look, isn't that No. 10 Zhao Lingfeng?"

"I'm obedient! Zhao Lingfeng really appeared! It's something to look at now!"

"I'm going to start a live broadcast", "I'm going to call my classmates." The voice suddenly boiled in the Yan University students in the stands.

"Haha! Zhao Lingfeng is here, now there is a good look at Honghua. This student couldn't enjoy just talking, so he simply stood up and shouted, "Zhao Lingfeng! beat him up, beat Honghua's back to his grandmother's house!"

The shout of this classmate immediately aroused the resonance of Yan University students, Yan University students, for many years in the football field by the Red Hua Beihua, ridiculed, despised, and looked down upon, this behavior is also manifested in extracurricular activities, but on the contrary, Yan University's football is not angry!

So much so that all Yan University students who love football and don't love football have a fire in their hearts, and once this fire is ignited, it will inevitably be out of control.

All the students present at Yan University stood up in an instant, screaming wildly, setting off a wave of sound, and it was deafening in the stands!

The Honghua Beihua Grandstand also made a fuss.

"I'm special, is that No. 10 Zhao Lingfeng?"

"Why is there him there, I'll go!"

"That number 10 is really a good man! He holds up two scissor hands and pretends to be a rabbit? Are you sure he's really good?"

"He's a little bit more impressive, but he's really powerful!"

"I don't believe it, look at his thin bamboo pole, you don't need our players to go, Lao Tzu can kick him directly into the air, believe it or not!"

"All the!"

“.....！”

The Honghua team also wondered, those Yan Da were obviously almost kneeling down and singing to conquer, what happened to this sudden monstrous momentum?

The Honghua football team looked around at the audience on the pitch and the scene was boiling at this time, as if Zhang Er King Kong was at a loss.

Finally, they found out the situation on the big screen of the stadium, and the cameras gave the new No. 10 of the Yanda team, this No. 10 is indeed enough to compare, holding two scissor hands high, and is frequently signaling to the stands on several sides of the court.