The day of the School of Economics vs. the School of Computer Science has finally arrived, You Xiaogang is already impatient, and the Master of Xingsha has asked Zhao Shanhu to urge him several times, so that he can do it as soon as possible, if Liang Feng is given more time, there may be more incidents.

Situ Qiuyu led the cheerleaders to cheer for the School of Economics as promised, and when he saw You Xiaogang coming over with a flattering face, he said lightly: "Thank you, I have received your donation to our association!"

"You're welcome, senior sister, it's our honor that you can come to cheer us!" You Xiaogang watched more and more students enter the competition venue, and his heart was overjoyed, the more spectators the more people who played football, the more nervous they became, no one wanted to lose face in front of so many people, especially in front of the beautiful female cheerleaders of the Ballet Association, they had to play hard, they were not afraid that Liang Feng would dare to steal and play tricks, as long as he was tired, it was his chance!

Situ Qiuyu smiled faintly and beckoned the people he brought to the location of the cheerleaders.

On the other hand, the computer school team, how pitiful to describe it, not only is it not a cheerleader, but it is also obviously at a disadvantage in terms of momentum.

Captain Zhou Xingyu was very dissatisfied with the state of everyone, he received money from You Xiaogang in this game, but what he promised was only to bring Liang Feng and Lu Miaomiao, and he never promised to lose face and lose face!

"Cheer up! They are all first-year freshmen, I'm afraid they won't make it!" Zhou Xingyu's call had no effect, because the students from the School of Economics who came to help had already been led by their cheerleaders and began to shout in unison: "The economy will win!"

Lu Miaomiao was very optimistic about this game, listened to the deafening shouts on the other side, and turned back to see a few spectators in the stands on his side, and said with a bitter face: "Captain, do you believe what you say?"

Liang Feng could feel a cold gaze in the distance lock on him, and he knew that it was You Xiaogang without looking, but until now he hadn't figured out the purpose of You Xiaogang's efforts to promote himself to join this ball game.

If it's just to embarrass yourself, it seems that the investment cost is a bit large, and you can't figure it out.

The referee is a teacher of the sports academy, and in order to avoid bias, a third-party teacher is specially invited to enforce the law.

The chair is occupied by students from the Faculty of Arts, who have a major in journalism and reporting, and certainly don't want to miss out on a great internship opportunity to broadcast a live ball game.

Honk!

The game officially began, Zhou Xingyu tossed a coin to get a kick-off opportunity, and passed the ball back to Lu Miaomiao behind him.

Although Liang Feng hadn't played much football, he had watched a lot of games, and he knew that he was going to start running forward now, bowing his head and rushing forward.

The midfielder of the economic team began to surround Lu Miaomiao, who controlled the ball, but because Lu Miaomiao's huge physique, as long as they turned around, they were blocked by the sturdy, so the two had to step forward to grab, Lu Miaomiao took this opportunity to pass the ball to the backfield, and the striker of the economic team saw the opportunity, and inserted it at high speed to steal the ball and attack the goal directly.

Fortunately, the defenders of the computer team are also a few battle-hardened veterans, easily receiving Lu Miaomiao's pass, kicking the ball back to the front court with a big foot, and the strength is enough to be accurate, so it doesn't matter much, whoever grabs it counts.

Liang Feng saw the ball flying far away, and hurriedly grabbed it and wanted to stop the ball with his chest, but the defender of the economic team behind him pushed hard when he saw this, trying to push Liang Feng down, but what he pushed seemed to be a wall, and he was forced to pop out and fell back.

Honk!

The referee blew the whistle and ran over, signaled for Liang Feng to hit someone for a foul, and awarded a free kick to the economic team.

Lu Miaomiao was furious and shouted: "Teacher, it was obviously them who pushed people, how could they still award them a free kick!"

The referee glared at Lu Miaomiao and said, "Are you the referee or am I the referee!"

"I... Lu Miaomiao wanted to say something, but was stopped by Liang Feng and told him to return to his place.

You Xiaogang stood at the goal, staring at Liang Feng from afar, eager to see him show fatigue, but the game had just begun, and the time was not yet ripe.

Liang Feng learned the lesson of being judged to be a foul, no longer used the power of the open pulse to resist the opponent's aggression, as long as he was knocked down by the opponent, he fell on his back, and finally found an opportunity to break through to the penalty area with the ball, and saw that he was going to face You Xiaogang, and was shoveled down by the defender who was full of malice, and lay on the ground with a few bones.

This time it was not pretending, Liang Feng felt that his right ankle was in severe pain, if it wasn't blocked by the shin guards, he would have been hung with a piece of skin and flesh by the shoe spikes, and Rao was so bloody on his ankle.

Honk!

Penalty kick!

Zhou Xingyu asked Liang Fengdao: "How are you, can you take the penalty?"

Liang Feng looked at You Xiaogang and nodded.

"No, change someone else!" Zhou Xingyu persuaded, from the opening to now play for a total of half an hour, seventy percent of the time is the economic team looking for opportunities in their own half, this is the best opportunity for the computer team so far.

"It's okay, I'll do it myself!" Liang Feng stood up and limped a few steps, feeling that the pain was bearable.

Zhou Xingyu looked at Liang Feng uneasily, but still agreed to let him be punished.

The students of the School of Economics were a little anxious because their home team was scoreless, and they whistled and slapped their dissatisfaction in various ways.

Seeing this, Situ Qiuyu gestured, and the cheerleaders began to dance and sing: "The School of Economics is first-rate, scoring a goal every minute, the computer is not as good as the human brain, and the penalty can also go to the sky!"

When the student in charge of the commentary on the rostrum saw this scene, he followed the incendiary atmosphere, and said with the microphone in his hand: "The economic team is facing a kick from the computer team, can it enter or not?"

Another student who commented immediately denied: "With Senior Sister Situ helping the economic team, I'm afraid the computer will have to sit on wax." “

The students, who were originally not interested in the two freshman teams, listened to the excitement on the campus radio, and were also teased by their curiosity, and there were more and more people in the stands, and of course, the pressure on both sides of the game in the venue was also increasing.

Liang Feng took a deep breath, pinched his waist and stood opposite You Xiaogang, looking at each other, and at the same time bursting out with sparks of hatred.

"Hey, I see that the forward of the computer has a problem with the goalkeeper of the economic team!" Commentator A noticed that the attitude of the two was unusual.

Commentator B is a joke and immediately asks, "What's the problem?""They don't look like they're playing football, it's like they're going to duel!" Commentator A adds, "I heard that they are from the same place, do these two classmates have old grudges before?"

A, who commented on Yi Jue, said too bloody, and said: "No matter what new and old grudges they have, but they have a very good attitude towards football, and they completely play the style of a normal football game, and we should give them applause." ”

Liang Feng and You Xiaogang, who were standing in the penalty area, couldn't hear the explanation, and after the eye exchange was over, Liang Feng ran two steps quickly, tightened the instep of his right foot, and jerked the left side of the football, wanting to kick a curved ball that rotated outward.