The Midfield Master

Huang Yifei's thinking this time was obviously much shorter than the last time. It was only after less than 10 seconds that Huang Yifei started again.

This ball is still in the same way as the previous one. At the beginning, the trajectory of the ball has some deviation from the original trajectory, but it is adjusted by the wind through a distance of 50 meters.

The ball eventually fell within the 9-point box.

Luck, luck, all luck! ! If Huang Yifei was able to score the 9-point box just now, it can be said to be a fluke. The mentality of Mao Shan and Zeng Fu for this ball has collapsed. Huang Yifei still seems so calm and relaxed for this ball.

Even the arc of this ball is more beautiful than last time.

"Brother Zeng, don't worry, this kid may be lucky. If this kid can win, I will take off my pants and run 10 laps on the playground!"

In order to stabilize his own mentality, Mao Shan actually said all the bets such as the chain, because Mao Shan was born with a relatively loud voice.

When Mao Shan finished saying this sentence, everyone around him looked over. Huang Yifei also glanced at Mao Shan coldly. From Mao Shan's head, he saw Mao Shan's foot all the time, and he felt cold when he saw Mao Shan.

"What to look at, you kick the ball first and then come to see me!" Mao Shan was uncomfortable by Huang Yifei, as if it was like a poisonous snake hunting its prey.

Huang Yifei's gaze made Mao Shan feel as if he was being stared at by Huang Yifei.

"Be careful of your trousers." Huang Yifei turned his head and said coldly, as if he had announced the start of Maoshan's streaking show. He hadn't waited for Maoshan to react and wanted to start the next round of scolding with Huang Yifei. .

Huang Yifei started, and it was also a perfect arc!

The ball once again fell into the 9-point box! Mao Shan didn't even have the mood to scold Huang Yifei at this time.

This wind is only temporary, and now there is no wind on the playground. Huang Yifei doesn't need the time to plan the wind direction, so Huang Yifei's next speed can be regarded as super fast.

Every time Zeng Fu played a ball, he had to look carefully at it for half a minute before kicking it off, but now Huang Yifei is like a clockwork. It seems that Huang Yifei will not stop as long as the clockwork is not finished.

But in fact, Huang Yifei doesn’t have to stop. In the absence of wind, this kind of thing is like a program. As long as the core steps are followed, it can run very fast. For Huang Yifei, kick the ball into 9. In the box.

Now there are only two steps left.

One is to place the ball on the floor, and the second is to kick.

Huang Yifei quickly completed the remaining 7 balls, but because Huang Yifei's speed is so fast, sometimes one ball has not even landed on the ground, and the other ball has already soared into the air.

What the **** is this guy doing! At this time, all the people present had this doubt. They didn't even think about it and just kicked it. Some of them would be too reckless, right?

But soon, some people's doubts were solved, and some people's doubts were not solved yet.

The first thing he understood was Huang Peng, who was remembering his score. Huang Peng was also puzzled at first, but the result quickly made him understand.

Huang Yifei was not reckless at all, but full of self-confidence. Every next ball seemed to be copied and pasted, and the trajectory was exactly the same even with the landing point.

Every ball steadily landed in the center of the 9-point box, not bad at all.

Huang Peng's mind couldn't help but start to turbulent, this kid, just now long-distance running performance has already surprised the audience, and now he has almost the same passing ability.

In Huang Yifei, Huang Peng seems to see the future of Chinese football. With this passing ability, Huang Peng has been engaged in sports for nearly 40 years. In Huang Peng's impression, no one has the same outstanding passing ability as Huang Yifei.

Huang Peng calculated his results and walked into the crowd. Huang Yifei stayed quietly and did not ask, because he already knew his results.

At this time, the sky blew again, and Huang Yifei secretly rejoiced in his heart. Fortunately, he moved fast just now. If he was late, he might be affected by the wind again.

"Coach Huang, how are Huang Yifei's results? Just now Huang Yifei played so fast, I think the results must be very bad."

Mao Shan said flatly to Huang Peng, as if he could change Huang Yifei's grades through this.

Feng Ting, Wang Lei and others also gathered around. They are also curious about Huang Yifei's final results. After all, the bet is quite interesting.

This is very funny. Just like in school days, the scumbag will care about how many scores the scholastic exam scores, and the scumbag never asks his own score, because the scumbag has already done it before, knowing it. The results of the test questions.

Huang Peng's face was serious, and it took a long time before he slowly spit out from his mouth.

Huang Yifei's score just now was 81 points!

When Huang Peng said these words, the presence fell into silence at that moment. It seemed as silent as the destruction of the universe.

81 points, what is the concept of this, that is, Huang Yifei really did it. After the first ball accidentally made a mistake, each of the remaining 9 goals hit within 9 points of the box?

how can that be! Zeng Fu seemed to be hit hard at this moment, stepping back step by step, and even almost collapsed on the floor.

This feeling is like I have worked hard for a long time and finally got a satisfactory score. But the student in my class does not seem to work hard at all, and he is higher than myself in the test, and the key is that they have missed the test by one. Branch!

But such a metaphor is not appropriate. The effort put by the academic tyrant will only be more than the scumbag, and there has never been unprovoked success, just like Zeng Fu can’t see Huang Yifei’s usual efforts different from ordinary people’s efforts. , Those scumbags still couldn't see the sound and shadow of Xueba reading at night.

"This game, Huang Yifei won!" Huang Peng's tone was calm, as if to say something very calm. But often the most dangerous reefs are hidden under the calmest lakes.

Huang Peng did not expect that it might be because such a thing that seemed to be a farce at the time, and the future situation of Chinese football might be an unimaginable change.

Of course, these are all things to do. Feng Ting and others looked at Huang Yifei's expressions with a hint of respect and admiration.