Master of Picking Up Girls

A few minutes later, Chen Xiao's figure did not appear, and the students on the scene were impatient.

"Lying trough, what about the wonderful duel? Why are people still here? "

"It's not that after losing strength, I'm afraid of Li Zihao and dare not come out?"

"No way, how can Chen Xiao escape?"

"Well, if Chen Xiao didn't come down, class one would have lost miserably."

All around the students talk, xia Mo and other girls sitting in front of the position, a face of anxiety.

"Xia Mo, aren't you familiar with Chen Xiao? Why hasn't he come yet? " Next to the cheerleading girl asked.

"That is, if he doesn't show up again, our class will lose in momentum." Another female student sighed.

Xia Mo Wen Yan shook his head, some worry: "I don't know where he is, he has not contacted me for a week."

"By the way, not only he didn't come, didn't our monitor Su arrive at school long ago? Why don't you come to the court now? Isn't it with Chen Xiao? "

"Shh, keep your voice down." The girl behind quickly patted the girl on the shoulder, and then nodded to chamonou.

The girl in the back immediately spat out her tongue and stopped talking.

Xia Mo sighed, sitting in the same place, staring at the court, a little absent-minded.

"Wang Lun, why hasn't Chen Xiao come yet? Are you afraid of me? " Li Zihao saw that Chen Xiao did not appear, and immediately asked.

"Everyone knows who is afraid of whom." Wang Lun sneered and looked at Li Zihao with a trace of contempt.

Li Zihao waved his hand and said, "OK, I won't show off my words with you. The game will start soon. If he doesn't come again, the game will have to go on."

"But don't worry, when he doesn't show up, my young master is not interested in abusing you."

Then he turned his head and pointed to Zhang Jun and said, "let me introduce you. This is Zhang Jun from the Football Association. He is called a talented youth in the football world. You must have heard of him, too?" Tqr1

"Zhang Jun!" On hearing Li Zihao's words, Wang Lun's eyes closed and his face became a little dignified.

"Don't be so hard, the good play is still behind you?" When Li Zihao saw that Wang Lun was shocked, he felt a strong sense of achievement.

What if Chen Xiao can fight again? I still can't compete in football.

He turned his head and patted Zhang Jun on the shoulder and said with a smile, "go ahead and teach them how to be a man!"

"Ha ha, don't worry, Li Shao. It's easy." Zhang Jun looked at Wang Lun contemptuously and ran onto the stage with a group of people.

The camera immediately wrote the special to Zhang Jun's face, and Wang became excited in an instant.

"Wocao, isn't this Zhang Jun from the football association? He will appear here, and there are four outstanding young football masters in the back

"It seems that this time Li Zihao is under the blood, nine classes here, with the help of these five gods, a class in danger."

Two commentators, one in front of the other excited.

The present schoolmate who listens to the soccer association's superior, immediately started the lively discussion.

The applause, especially the fans of Li Zihao, were hoarse.

Zhang Jun seemed to enjoy the cheering of thousands of people. When he reached the middle line of the stadium, he immediately raised his hands and gave a kiss to the crowd with the highest cheering.

"Pretend to be a bully!" Zhang Bo turned his lips aside.

"Lunzi, what should we do now? Brother Chen hasn't come yet. " Zhao Kuan asked with a worried face.

"Step by step, brother Chen won't break his promise. Let's go first, don't say goals, at least don't let the other side widen the gap." Wang Lun sighed.

"Mom, I've been waiting for this day for a long time. Football is my strong point. NIMA feels like playing in the world cup." Zhang Bo said excitedly.

It can be seen that his whole blood was boiling at this time.

"Yes, today's turning point is up to you. Thousands of beautiful women on the stage are staring at you. If you don't stand up again, don't say how much you love football in front of your brothers."

Wang Lun joked with a smile and ran to the field with several brothers.

"Come on, class one - class one is the best!"

As soon as Wang Lun and others appeared on the stage, the cheerleading team immediately started to shout, and the rest of the audience immediately clapped their hands.

It's just a little less than class nine.

"Alas, Chen Xiao has not come yet. Class one is inferior to class nine in appearance. I hope they can play a better role later." Obviously, the two commentators were not optimistic about class one. They spoke in a leisurely tone and turned their eyes to the football field.

"Shh -" a whistle came out, and the game officially began!

Two referees, one on the left and one on the right, stared at everyone on the football field and began to move with them.The ball was first snatched by class 9. Without saying a word, the man immediately passed the ball to Zhang Jun, who was standing in the middle line.

One of the students in class one rushed forward to defend.

Zhang Jun raised a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth, carried his hands on his back and walked forward with the ball.

He walked very slowly, as if he were walking, and didn't take the enemy standing in front of him seriously at all.

The student who defended him looked like a big enemy. Sweat was oozing from his forehead. He ran up to cut him off.

Zhang Jun smiles a little and plays around for a while. He is so confused that he is tripped by his own feet.

"Ha ha - funny." When the students on the stage saw this scene, they couldn't help laughing.

At once, his face went up from his face.

After him, Zhang Jun turned his head and put up his middle finger, and continued to take the lead.

"It's OK. He's very strong. He'll be ready later." Wang Lun saw the absent-minded appearance of the classmate, quickly came forward and patted him on the shoulder, and returned to your own position.

At this time, Zhang Jun even passed by two people, all the way to the door.

Zhao Kuan left and right open hands, step into a horse squat, eyes staring at the football.

"Oh, Zhang Jun, Zhang Jun! "As soon as I saw someone break through with the ball in less than three minutes, the students were excited.

"No pressure at all." Zhang Jun laughs and is about to raise his foot to shoot, but at this moment, Zhang Bo, who has been on his left, immediately flies to a side kick and slides towards him against the grass.

"Touch -" his kick was extremely accurate, directly cutting off the football under Zhang Jun's feet.

"Oh -" there was another exclamation.

Zhang Jun's eyes were fixed and he quickly turned to grab the ball.

Where would Zhang Bo give him this chance? He took the football between his left and right heels and jumped suddenly. The ball flew over his head from his back heel, and then he directly pushed it out to Wang Lun.

"Haha --" Zhang Bo grinned wantonly, like retaliating Zhang Jun, and gave him a middle finger.

"Lying trough, I've been beaten in the face."

"Tangtang Zhang Jun was broken. Who is that boy?"

"It's like Zhang Bo, a funny girl in class one who likes playing football very much."

"But Zhang Jun doesn't look angry at all? What's going on? "

"I feel that Zhang Bo is going to finish."

Around the students to see the atmosphere at the beginning of so much tension, immediately began to watch the excitement.

This side of the game has begun, but Chen Xiao just came to the lounge at this time.