Chapter 115: Coming Slowly
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Liu Luran's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of her in disbelief.
Before she could speak, she saw that Lin Yi had already stepped out of the window in the air!
This is the fourth floor of the library!
The location on the fourth floor, the distance is fifteen meters high, and if you fall, you will either die or be disabled!
Liu Luran was shocked, her face was slightly pale, she walked quickly to the window, stretched out her head, and looked down, but she didn't see Lin Yi, who fell to death as expected, but saw the back of the young man who was walking towards the court with his hands in his pockets.
"Pretend to be a ghost!" Liu Luran scolded, thinking about it, Lin Yi must have used some method to go down just now, and it was impossible to jump down directly.
If you go straight down to this height, there is absolutely no way that you will be so unharmed.
"You didn't say it was to get my attention, Lin Yi, you're too naΓ―ve. provoked Niu Fan in Bailong Mountain, and now the Niu family has set their sights on you, but you are still like this. Liu Luran's clear eyes regained their calmness again.
She watched Lin Yi walk towards the court, as if she remembered the words that had been rumored in the school before.
There is an idiot in Class 7 who wants to knock over Yi Sicheng in Class 3 by himself.
"That idiot is you, go to the stadium now, ready to humiliate yourself?" Liu Luran shook her head slightly, and simply stopped thinking about Lin Yi's affairs, but focused on the page in her hand.
This Olympiad is very important to Liu Luran, although she does not need to use this to prove herself, and she has also obtained the exemption admission qualification of Yenching University, but Liu Luran still wants to win this first place.
Because she is Liu Luran.
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On the pitch, Yi Sicheng dribbled the ball, burst in from his own half, connected five people, and then volleyed from a small angle, and the football fell into the net again.
Six to zero.
Looking at the score at the referee's table, Zhao Dong looked a little dazed, and the players of the entire seventh class had ugly expressions on their faces.
Chen Meng in the rest place has a pale face.
When I played the practice match before, although it was an ugly loss, it was only six goals in the whole game.
And now, there are ten minutes left before the end of the first half.
In less than a half, six goals were scored in a row, and the remaining ten minutes were not guaranteed to be scored.
In addition to showing the strength of Yi Si City, this situation shows that Class Seven is weak enough.
Chen Meng, as the leader of the seventh class, had a very bad face, and he didn't know how to explain to Zheng Changhe after the game.
Yi Sicheng, who scored the goal, gave a thumbs up to the third class stand, he glanced around, and did not find Liu Luran, and a little loss flashed in his eyes.
"I love you!"
"Easy City! Come on, come on, come on!"
"Yi Si Cheng is the most handsome!"
With one action of Yi Sicheng, the audience in the whole stand of that piece was like crazy.
This is a one-sided crushing situation.
Class 7 didn't have any power to fight back at all.
"Fang You, this time the seventh class is not just kicked through, this is to be rubbed under the soles of the feet by the third class Yi Sicheng. A girl, looking at Yi Sicheng in the field, her eyes were full of admiration.
"yes, yes, you don't look at who is in fancy to this gentleman. Fang You put his hands on his cheeks, with a bit of arrogance in his tone: "The man who can be favored by my Fang You is definitely tomorrow's international star, otherwise why do I like him so much, although Yi Sicheng is very handsome, but there are a lot of people who are more handsome than him." β
Fang You was a little proud, but he had not been able to successfully win Yi Si City, which made Fang You a little depressed.
"Your friend named Lin Yi doesn't seem to have come yet, did he escape from the battle? Another girl glanced at the rest area of Class 7, where there should have been a substitute, but now only Chen Meng was there.
"I don't know, maybe. Fang You waved his hand, not intending to dwell too much on this issue.
"Coach Piddle, how's the city of Ease in our class?"
Zhang Chunshui, who was sitting next to Piddle, watched the one-sided crushing on the court, with a smile on his face.
There was no doubt that Easytown had the best performance today, dribbling the ball several times in a row and entering the opposition penalty area, without the slightest stagnation.
Piddle nodded with a bit of approval in his eyes: "If you train over time, you must be a good player who can help the national football team break through the opponent's goal." β
The translator translated the words, Zhang Chunshui's face suddenly smiled, and he glanced at Zheng Changhe on the other side, Zheng Changhe's face was pale.
Zheng Changhe clenched his fists, simply got up directly, and then left straight through the back door of the court.
He can't afford to lose this man!
Seeing Zheng Changhe leaving, Zhang Chunshui felt relieved.
At this time, the whistle blew in the first half.
The score was fixed at 7-0.
"This ball can't be kicked! In normal training matches, that Yi Sicheng is not as fierce as it is now!" Zhao Dong and his party walked to the rest area with a scolding, each holding a bottle of mineral water, and poured it into their mouths.
"How can this be played, so many of us can't stop Yi Sicheng alone, and they haven't even been to their penalty area in the entire first half, and the defenders and goalkeepers of the third class are about to get together to play poker. Li Yan was dejected and had no confidence at all.
Wang De took a sip of water, took a deep breath, and looked particularly depressed: "Without Feng Yong, we can't kick at all, there is no one who can stop Yi Sicheng, there is no one who can break through with the ball, there is no defense and offense, isn't this just being hung up and beaten." β
The seventh class was cloudy and silent.
The third class was cheering and the atmosphere was eager.
"This time, at least 15 to 0 in Class 7!" a boy in Class 3 grinned.
"That's absolute, Brother Sicheng used his real strength this time, he used to play practice matches with Class 7, and he was playing with his strength, so that they thought they had how much ability they had. Let them know today that our third class is amazing!"
Yi Sicheng smiled: "In my eyes, a group of people in Class 7 is just a wall with a little more people. β
"By the way, didn't you say that there was a person named Lin Yi in Class 7 in the second half, and he wanted to kick us over the whole court by himself?" a boy took a sip of water, a little curious.
", I just took a look, there is no one on the bench in Class 7, and it is estimated that Lin Yi doesn't know where he was scared away now. The other boy on the side was a little dismissive.
"That's right, at this time, how can any idiot jump out and be embarrassed by himself. I see that the group of people in Class 7, if I can not mention it, it would have been flashing a long time ago. β
"Alas, wait, look there. β
The goalkeeper of Class 7 tightened the cap of the mineral water bottle in his hand, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the outside of the court.
There, a figure came slowly.