Fleet of Time

The match between Class 5 and Class 6 was about to begin. Zhang Kai and the others were wearing Korean team uniforms, which was indeed very pretty. He even got a banner somewhere to cheer for them. Song Luxi stood beside her class teacher like a big sister, shouting and shouting. To be honest, everyone in her class listened to her, and it was pretty much like that.

Zhang Kai always liked to scold people. Not only did he scold his teammates, he also liked to scold his opponents' players. The people of Class 6 did not dare to make a sound, and could only be scolded by Zhang Kai Biao. And when Zhang Kai scolded on the stage, Song Luxi scolded from the sidelines: "Damn it, if you pull on the clothes again, I'll chop your hands off, you'll push her away! Do you know how to play football? " Song Luxi's curses were especially loud. The teachers and students of Class 6 could not stand her at all, and there were even some people behind her who were whispering bad things about her. But Song Luxi's homeroom teacher stood by her side and watched happily, not caring about Song Luxi at all. Ma Beiyi would always ask me from my side: "Is she like this when she's with you usually?" I smiled and said, "You went out with her more than I did. Don't you know her?"

This man and woman, the two most rogue people in our second year are in the same squad, their killing power is truly extraordinary. They felt that Class 6 had lost due to being scolded, and in the end Zhang Kai's Class 1: 0 had won the match. The next match would be between our class and Class 7. For some reason, there were more people on the field than before. Everyone came out to watch the match. With all five golden flowers present, Zhang Kai and the others were watching from the side. My squad is in my impromptu 451 formation. Of course, that one is me. The entire class wore the same Dutch uniform, and I also put on the equipment that Song Luxi gave me. The most important team leader's armband was still on my arm, so it could only be said that I was extremely handsome.

As I stood in the middle of the field, my heart was beating exceptionally fast. This was the first time so many eyes had gathered on me. I finally realized how amazing it felt to be the center of attention. Today was the day I would show my face. Of course, there are also people who don't place me in their eyes, and are Class 7's Long Er and Jiang Zhe. Everyone would ask, why did the people from the Ten Wolves of the Ten Tigers all play football. I can only say this, at that time all the hoodlums could kick the ball, and all the hoodlums would slowly turn into hoodlums, this was the football culture that Dalian had at that time.

Since the start of the match, my class had been suppressing Class 7 and kicking them. Ma Beiyi's big physique was rampaging about in midfield, and quite a few people in Class 7 were knocked down by this guy. This is what I said. You don't need too much skill. You can run. Ma Beiyi is so impressive, I don't even need to go back to midfield to fight for it, I am just hanging around in front of him. In less than 5 minutes, I scored a goal on the side and hit the line with a sprint. I saw that there were two students of my class in the restricted area.

An unexpected scene appeared. My class's players who play against the midfield do not know how to get a header. The ball passed over his head and he didn't jump. That's why I was eliminated in the first round last year. It turns out that you don't even know how to get a header. This is what we Junior Middle School Students are used to. Because we play in the small court every day, we don't need a header, so basically, many people don't know how to shoot with a header. What made me even angrier was that he actually yelled at me, "Pass it down low, no one's looking at me. Such a good opportunity."

Before I could even scold him, Ma Beiyi came over and clapped her hands, then shouted at me, "You've made a pretty good breakthrough." This is f * cking implying that I'm spreading the news too high. Otherwise, why didn't they say that the rumors were going well. Furthermore, the students of my class all sighed, littler Biao shouted at the side: "It's too high, Zhong Peng, we can't steal the first ball in class, don't pass on the high ball."

I can only smile bitterly in frustration. That's right, why did you make me the captain? You have to bring these bunch of rookies to win the competition. You can't expect too much from them. For the rest of the day, I spent most of my time on the sidelines. I broke the line several times and they wasted their chances. Class 7 could also see that one person couldn't defend against me, so they sent two people to defend me. However, it was difficult for two people to defend against me. If it wasn't for the other students in my class being unable to do anything, it would at least be 2: 0 right now.

When midfield was resting, I got angry and told Ma Beiyi and the others, "I won't be able to run in the second half. You guys have to bring more balls. I'm the forward, so you guys have to give me a chance. Didn't I already say before the competition? I'll let you all use all of your strength to carry them, and pass them on to me when you can't run anymore. " Don't look at how I am the leader, I have to tell Ma Beiyi first every time I give out an order, so that Ma Beiyi can explain everything to the other players. Ma Beiyi nodded with all his might, and then comforted me: "Zhong Peng, our class is at this level, you've seen it too, they threw the ball away with just a few moves.

Just as we were discussing the strategy for the second half intensely, Tan Jie came up to me and said, "Old man, switch Wang Wenqi with him. He, a player from midfield, ran all the way in front of you and couldn't even score a goal. I feel like I could have scored 1 or 2." Tan Jie's words reminded me that Wang Wenji was the trash who couldn't get a header and was always waiting for me in the penalty area to pass the ball.

I didn't say anything at this point, and stared at Ma Beiyi. Didn't I just say that my captain was just a front? Ma Beiyi hesitated and looked at Wang Wenqi. Wang Wenqi spoke: "Who else? I'll see which one can kick better than me. " Tan Jie interrupted again, "Old man, you are the leader." Tan Jie came to provoke me again. I couldn't stand her, so I pointed at another student in my class and asked him to come over and help Wang Wenqi. Wang Wenqi cursed angrily, "Damn!" He then took off his team uniform and threw it on the ground.

I immediately went up to Wang Wenqi and gave her a push. "Who are you scolding?" I asked. "Who did you smash?" Wang Wen Qi did not dare make a sound, while Ma Beiyi stood at the side and advised me to forget about it. Then, he asked me to continue arranging tactics. While I was talking about tactics, I heard Tan Jie go over to comfort Wang Wenqi, saying that whoever she was targeting was for our class to win the match. Well, the bad guys leave me to myself. This book, "The Year of the Hustle," is written in Chinese.

After the second half started, I noticed Long Er running over to stare at me. He's a good midfielder, but he's back as a defender, and he's been following me all the time whether he's a ball or not, and it's annoying. But it's also bad for me. While midfield is fighting nonstop, I used my words to provoke Long Er: "Did you like to pester people ever since you were born?" Long Er: "No matter what you say, it's useless. I'm staring at you today, you still want to act cocky like you were in the first half? "None at all."

I showed an indifferent expression and continued to provoke him. "Whether it's useful or not, we will know soon enough." Isn't Song Luxi an example? If you pester her everyday, wouldn't she still be able to cooperate with me in the end? " Long Er was now a little agitated by me. "Don't be crazy, you have time to cry. As for that little bitch Song Luxi, I have touched her before anyways, and Lin Haojia has played with her countless of times already, so what if I give it to you? "

I laughed out loud and asked Long Er: "You touched Song Luxi before? Do you know what's down there? " Long Er said: "How is it, so coquettish. Every time I finish touching it, my hands will always be stinky." Long Er's words were immediately exposed, because Song Luxi was a White Tiger. If he had touched it before, she would definitely say this. But Lin Haojia has touched it before, because during the summer vacation, Song Luxi told me about it. Since Long Er has never touched it before, then no matter what he says, I will not be angry.

But since he's scolding Song Luxi, I have to teach him a lesson. Since I can kick the ball, then I can basically do all the dirty work under my feet. It's just that I usually can't use the ball when I play. I will return to midfield, and Long Er will follow me back to midfield. Ma Beiyi yelled at me with concern, "Zhong Peng, you don't have to come back. I nodded to show I was all right. Then he kept waving to me to pass the ball.

The first ball did not pass and was broken. I kept waving, and the second time I managed to pass the ball to me. Leaning on Long Er, I suddenly accelerated towards the bottom line. Long Er also made a small movement, while I was using my strength, he pulled on my clothes, not letting me rush up. Then he immediately let go, so that he wouldn't be left behind by me. I knew, of course, that I couldn't get rid of him, but my goal wasn't to get rid of him, it was to get him to follow me.

I deliberately slowed down and pretended to have gone too far. Long Er saw the chance and extended his leg to kick the ball out of the line. At that time, I did an extremely fierce 45 degree turn, and my thighs also expanded, using my calves to kick at Long Er's calves. From an outsider's point of view, I was trying to salvage the situation and even lost my balance. Do you not know that I am going to cripple Long Er? After this kick, I felt a pain in my leg, and Long Er and I fell onto the ground at the same time.

Long Er hugged his lower leg and rolled on the ground in pain. It was the same for me. Although I'm in pain, but Song Luxi borrowed my equipment to save me, and that's my leg guard! Then everyone gathered around us and asked how we were doing. I faked it and sat up on the floor, saying I was fine. Long Er was in for it, his lower leg immediately swelled up. Even if it didn't break, he probably wouldn't dare to play football for at least a week or two. Of course, I had broken a whole side of my arm from the sudden turn of my body and the heavy swing of my legs. However, these were all superficial wounds, and they were acceptable.

I even asked Long Er: "Why are you trying so hard? Let me pass the ball out. " Long Er said with a pained and innocent expression: "I don't have time to retract my leg, do you think I'm willing to fight with you for this?" Long Er was switched out for Class 7, so my conspiracy succeeded. I feel like I wasn't so bad before. It was only because Tan Jie came and got infected with her that I used such a sinister trick.

Without Long Er watching me, I felt much more comfortable. It wasn't that Long Er's defense was that great, it was because he dared to shamelessly disturb me with his small movements. There were still 4 minutes before the end of the match, so I decided to pass it on. The new students didn't waste their chances like that trash Wang Wenqi. At last, I scored a goal. At this time, the whole class was in an uproar, and I was extremely happy as well. Since entering junior high school, this is the first time I have experienced the feeling of happiness for our class. To put it simply, it is a sense of collective honor.

At the end of the game, the students of Class 7, regardless of gender, were all crying. Even Long Er, who was injured at the side, was crying as well, making me feel a little guilty. Zhang Kai, Song Luxi and the others had gone over to comfort Long Er and Jiang Zhe, but not one of them came over to congratulate me, the winner.

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