The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 12 Legendary Kick (Part [-])
Hearing this, Lin Yang's breath was slightly stagnant. Before he could speak again, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wang Yan, the class teacher, stepping on the high-heeled shoes with thin little fingers, walking over from a stand with an angry face.

"Han Chong, what the hell did you do? Are the players you selected all soft-footed shrimp? Are you going to lose my mother's face in this game?" Her eyes were full of evil spirits, and she asked repeatedly, Like a fierce tiger that wants to eat people, at a glance, it makes people shudder involuntarily.

It can make Wang Yan burst into foul language, which shows how bad the game was in the first half.

"Teacher Wang." Seeing Wang Yan, Han Chong quickly put away his arrogance. After standing up from the chair in the substitute area, he bowed slightly, with a humble and respectful face, and called softly.

Seeing whoever used what posture, at this moment, Han Chong's performance was incisive and impeccable, which was completely different from when facing Lin Yang.

Wang Yan also enjoyed Han Chong's respect, and the anger that was about to erupt a little bit, but he still said with a cold face: "Go and tell those players, if they continue to abandon the ball and run away, and lose the face of the class, then they will consider it." Let's change classes."

"Don't worry, I will warn them."

"Well, that's the best."

Nodding her head, Wang Yan felt that this was the end of her words, and was about to turn around and go back to the stands, when she suddenly saw Lin Yang wearing a red football team uniform, her brows were frowned.

Unable to bear it again, he scolded Han with a cold face: "Why do you let Lin Yang be a substitute? He looks like a praying mantis, can he play football? Let him face Chen Shuai on the scene, not to embarrass my mother ?"

When she said this, Wang Yan didn't care about Lin Yang being her student at all, and she didn't think that this was a kind of spiritual insult. After all, Lin Yang was just a scumbag, and who would? care about his heart.

"Ms. Wang, it's like this. I also asked other students if they would like to participate in this competition. It's just that because Chen Shuai played in this competition, they were afraid that they would be injured and delay their studies, which in turn would delay the college entrance examination. So there is no way, I just Being able to recycle waste, let the two scumbags in our class stand up."

Han Chong didn't feel timid under Wang Yan's dissatisfaction. He especially pointed out the word "waste utilization" and gave the reason.

After hearing this, Wang Yan pondered for a while, and then nodded in agreement: "Chen Shuai's personal strength is indeed very strong, so the possibility of our class winning this competition is basically zero."

"Furthermore, in all football matches, the teams that played against Chen Shuai had a large number of players injured."

"Thinking about it this way, you are still very thoughtful about this matter. Let these scumbags stand on top. It doesn't matter even if they are kicked out by Chen Shuai on the court. It will not have any impact, and it is indeed appropriate to dispose of it like this."

After throwing down these few words of self-explanation, Wang Yan stepped on her stiletto and walked away, without looking at Lin Yang from the beginning to the end.

She didn't even care about Lin Yang's willingness to participate in this competition. It seemed that Lin Yang was a dispensable stepping stone in the latrine. Only in this kind of occasion would he use it with a look of disgust. After using it, he could throw it away. .

After respectfully watching Wang Yan leave, Han Chong suddenly turned around, glanced sideways at Lin Yang, twitched the corner of his mouth coldly, and walked towards the football field, using the gap between games to convey Wang Yan's meaning.

However, Han Chong's glance can make people feel a deep sense of contempt and a hint of insidiousness. It seems that under the gorgeous language just now, there is a wolf's heart hidden.

……

Next, the game continued. Frightened by Wang Yan's majesty, the players in Class [-] ([-]) all put on a bitter face, and tremblingly blocked the offensive of the team led by Chen Shuai. The whole football field is filled with weirdness.

"Just relying on you, you also want to stop me? Overestimate yourself!"

Chen Shuai laughed and ran wildly with the ball, and saw four players from Class [-] ([-]) in front of him forming a trembling human wall, trying to block the way.

When the time came, he quickly stood still, looked at the wall of people, raised his right foot, and kicked hard at the football under his feet.

boom!
The football rose from the ground and flew away.

The four players from Class [-] ([-]) who formed the human wall opened their mouths in bewilderment when they saw the flying football.

They just wanted to block it symbolically, so as to show off to Wang Yan, the head teacher. In fact, they didn't really want to block it in their hearts, but they didn't expect that Chen Shuai was so direct that he would shoot the goal.

Don't play like this!

The four of them panicked for a moment, and before their bodies could dodge, the football flying at high speed was already in front of them.

then……

boom!
The football slammed into the arms of one of them, forcefully knocking him off the ground, his body stretched into a bow shape.

Then, the soccer ball held this person hostage, and the person was bleeding from his nostrils, screaming in pain, and both went towards the goal.

In the end, he dribbled the ball and all rolled into the goal.

Seeing this scene, in an instant, there was silence around the football field, and suddenly, there was an uproar, which was even bigger than when the first goal was scored.

"Wow! This kick is legendary."

"Sure enough, it's Chen Shuai who did the stunts in the animated movie! I really adore him to death."

"Great, great, great."

……

Countless students became excited, climbing the guardrail and roaring excitedly.

Such a scene was the only one they saw in their life, maybe it was the last time they saw it in this life.After all, in their impression, apart from Chen Shuai, no one in football history has ever been able to do this move.

In the stands, Wang Yan felt the fierce atmosphere of the students around her, and the teacher next to him who was also watching the game squinted and pointed. For a moment, her chest heaved violently, her breathing became heavier and heavier, and her face became more and more serious. It's getting darker.

Although she knew that her third (fifteenth) class would lose, and she was already mentally prepared, but Chen Shuai's more 'ruthless' goals every time, slapped her hard on the face like a heavy slap In the future, how should she raise her head in the team of head teachers in the whole school?

Doesn't it mean that the class she leads is full of rubbish, and even if you try your best, you can't stop a football?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, she suddenly looked at the players in Class [-] ([-]) on the football field fiercely, and made up her mind that when the game was over, all these bastards who made her lose face would all walk around the playground. A hundred laps, run to waste.

And in the spectator seats of Class [-] ([-]), Hu Xiaoqian also parted her red lips slightly, watching the one-man-one-goal rushing into the goal, and was clearly stunned by Chen Shuai's brutal way of scoring.

Even on the rostrum, Luo Qiren and other school leaders covered their faces with one hand, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they kept shaking their heads: This class three (fifteen) is really not ordinary rubbish!
Only Yang Zhen and the others were at the position, and after seeing Chen Shuai's violent goal, they were all stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Sheng laughed, squeezed the soft part of Huang Mengmeng's arms with his rough hands, and said, "Brother Yang, from this point of view, Lin Yang's bum is doomed."

"If you offend me, you will have to pay a painful price in blood!" Yang Zhen's mouth curled up, full of arrogance, as if he had a winning ticket and saw the dawn.

Behind him, Jiang Feng also looked at the football field with a sinister smile on his lips.

He also didn't expect that Chen Shuai could play football so superbly. To kick Lin Yang into a cripple in front of the teachers and students in this way must be very simple, open and aboveboard, and not talk about it.

(End of this chapter)