This scumbag is not easy

There is a problem now in the eighteenth class of high school.

I just don't know who to send.

Because almost no one in this class usually plays football, all of them are learning enthusiasts.

Squad leader Chen Ming shouted: "Someone who can play football, volunteered to come out."

No one agreed.

Chen Ming said again: "If someone has played, stand up."

"I can."

The thin Long Tengfei stood up. He really played football. Before her father had an accident, they lived in a unit community.

There is a football field where he will play with his father every day, but later for learning, he rarely plays.

His biggest problem is his thin body, but he is also considered the most promising in Class 8.

Xie Donggua said: "Squad leader, is it counted as having played in kindergarten? I won the first place in the Preschool Cup in our district."

Chen Ming said: "Forget it, who else? It's considered a game of football, stand up for yourself, don't persuade, this is a rare opportunity."

Three more boys came out one after another, Yang Shangsong, Yao Ming and Luo Pa.

When Qin Fei saw Luo Pa, he knew that the game was suspended, so he did not dare to move.

Chen Ming: "It's gone, then I'll take a random call. Qin Fei, Tang Weier, you two, let's have the last Fu Andy, work out all day, it's time to take action."

In this way, eight boys are out.

Qin Fei could never escape.

The girls are relatively simple. They are quite enthusiastic. They are played by the muscle girl Feng Wanzu, the weight eldest sister Lai Chengjuan, and the yellow, red and green of our mother's heart.

Without him, in Qin Fei's opinion, the three of them are a little better than Luo Pa.

The game is about to start.

After playing, the squad leader gave the command to our Long Tengfei, because he was the only one who could play.

Qin Fei doesn't matter, because he doesn't know how to play, so he will grab the ball for a while and pass it to Long Tengfei or Don Will.

Game start.

The eighth squad put up a very strange formation, because most of them don't know how to play, all after discussion, we only need to defend and counterattack.

All the camps presented are 216, or 27. The core of the two offenses is Long Tengfei and Don Will, because these two are the only ones who can play.

At least not a whiteboard.

In the middle is Qin Fei, because he runs fast and has good physical strength, Long Tengfei's task for him is to attack according to the situation and go back to defend at any time.

The back line is three girls plus three boys.

The task Long Tengfei gave them was to kick the ball vigorously when they saw the ball.

Although Qin Fei felt that this lineup was a bit conservative, he didn't say anything. After all, he didn't have this strength and could only listen to the captain.

The final goalkeeper is Yao Ming. He is bigger and has a larger control range. Goal should be okay. You will know this later.

The 6th squad on the opposite side has a relatively normal distribution, 344. Su Muyangbin has two strikers, one on the left and the other on the right. They are aggressive. This is a posture to eat people.

Beep beep...

With an order from Teacher Feng, the competition kicked off.

Long Tengfei controlled the ball under his feet and rushed forward, as if the wind was blowing under his feet. After several people, Qin Fei did not expect his usual delicate body to have such a great energy.

It broke through the center line all at once and went straight into the bottom line.

It seems that those Red Bulls were not drunk for nothing.

Yang Bin and Su Mu didn't expect that the other party had a player who could play so much. They were a bit caught off guard by their eldest brother, but they were forwards and it was too late to return to defense.

All can only be handed over to teammates.

Soon, two members of the 6th squad came up to pinch Long Tengfei. Long Tengfei deceived a man with a fake action, and one accelerated and threw Liang Jing away.

People have come to the bottom line.

The defense has attracted three guards.

"Tang Will, it's up to you." Long Tengfei kicked it out, the ball drew a perfect arc, and flew to the middle, which is where Don Will inserted.

There is a void in the front, and the distance is not too close. It is already the best shooter position. The opponent's goalkeeper has sweaty palms and is fully focused.

"Strike, shoot."

The cheerleading team of Class 8 was hilarious as soon as the game started. I didn't expect this game to be so exciting. After all, Don Will was born in basketball and his physical fitness was quite excellent.

He kicked.

The kick is like a broken bamboo.

A heavy kick.

The ball took off, and the audience waited with bated breath.

.....

The ball went straight into the sky, but it really wasn't suppressed.

"Hey."

Long Tengfei hugged his head with both hands, and the class 8 sighed.

This is really a great opportunity by surprise, and it should be difficult next time.

"Brother Tang, do you want to fly?" Qin Fei didn't feel anything, just wanted to laugh.

"Nima, you can do it, you haven't played that much, it's hard to control that stuff." Tang Will was also helpless.

Sixth shift kick-off.

Their ball has been playing in the middle and back court, not rushing or slow, falling down, very boring, it can be seen that they usually play regularly, and there is a tacit understanding between teammates.

Long Tengfei and Don Will rush back and forth to fight back and forth, all in vain and wasted effort

Qin Fei was waiting in the midfield. Knowing that the opponent was also looking for flaws, he did not dare to relax, and kept walking in front of Yang Bin and Su Mu.

The time passed every minute, and 10 minutes had passed. The forwards were sweating, and the defenders behind had already started playing mahjong.

Class 6 is still pouring the ball, and the ball possession rate has reached 90%. The students in Class 8 can't stand it anymore and start to boo.

"You guys pour the ball to play."

Goalkeeper Yao Ming has already started chatting happily with the girl next to him. If he can lie down in the future, he probably wants to

"Qin Fei, it's useless, you are determined to lose." Yang Bin has been suppressed by Qin Fei, but he will never admit defeat.

"You look so beautiful, don't think about it too beautiful." Qin Fei said back, competitive sports, everything can be lost, but you can't lose.

Just between Qin Fei and Yang Bin talking.

The opponent's central defender finally made the ball, and a big foot took off, which was exactly where Su Mu was.

Damn it, when did Su Mu ran to the left back.

"Defensive."

The anaesthetized group of four hurriedly attacked, and Qin Fei also hurried back to defend.

Yang Bin smiled slyly, and got stuck in Qin Fei's position.

He talked to Qin Fei on purpose just now to attract his attention.

Because he knew that among so many people in Class 8, Qin Fei ran the fastest and was agile. If he didn't get rid of him, there would be no possibility of scoring.

Su Mu's ball is very good. Every time he touches the ball, he controls his strength very well. The ball seems to be on his feet and the rhythm is very strong.

He has been singing and leaping forward, passing Yang Shangsong first, and then cutting Xie Donggua, and finally there is a dance-like rotation that sway Luo Cang to the ground.

People in Class 8 are bleeding.

He finally squeezed the tank Lai Chengjuan, and he had already formed a single shot.

The people in Class 8 began to yell and interfere with him deliberately, but he still moved forward very steadily. The three girls in front, not to mention, were completely vulnerable, and watched Su Mu pass by them.

"Susu, come on, great."

"Come on, Mumu." The classmates in Class 6 also shouted.

Getting closer.

The goal was right in front of him, but Su Mu stopped deliberately.

What is he doing.

Qin Fei believed that Yao Ming would definitely be unable to stop him if he went straight forward.

But he doesn't want to be so easy, he wants to play a thrill, a penalty kick.

This is self-confidence.

Not only does he want to score goals, he has the confidence to completely destroy the enemy.

Everyone can see that Su Mu's basic skills are quite solid, and his shooting skills must also be first-class. It depends on whether Yao Ming can block it.

Teacher Feng Shun also nodded very satisfied, silently remembering something in the notebook.

Qin Fei desperately returned to the defense, but it was too late. Suddenly, there was a bit of a stone under his feet. There was a stone on the ground, so he immediately picked up one.

Su Mu sneered.

He is going to shoot.

Violently.

The wind was heavy and rainy, and the ball shot out like a bomb.

This angle is a perfect blind spot.

Although Yao Ming misjudged the right direction, it was still impossible to pounce, unless he was the real Yao Ming, but unfortunately he was not.

This ball is a must.

with no doubt.

The people in Class 6 have begun to cheer, and the people in Class 8 have begun to despair.

Are you in?

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