Urban Young Fairy

Lin also walked in from the outside of the stadium and went straight to the half of the seven classes.

"There is a person there, what is that person doing?" In the stands, countless eyes, instantly focused on the sudden appearance of Lin Yi.

The entire stadium was empty at the moment, and Lin suddenly appeared, leaving many people with a slight glimpse.

"That, that is Lin Yi!" Someone seems to think of something.

"Seven classes are called to be a silly fork for a person to kick the audience?" In the stands, there was a lot of discussion and I looked at Lin Yi’s eyes and looked different.

"Fang You, you see the man at the stadium, Lin Yi, is he going to scream with Yi Sicheng? I think this time, he must have lost his face." The girl next to Fang You pulled her away. Clothes.

Fang You only looked at the past and saw Lin Yi, who stood in the field. The figure appeared to be lonely and standing on the field. It was actually a bit of a violation.

"How did this idiot come!" Fang You was shocked and shocked: "It is not a fight to play football. Is it true that he really wants to play a game with one person!"

Fang especially frowned, some puzzled. If this is a fight, Lin also beat the entire three-team football team, then Fang is a bit convinced that Lin can do it.

But this is playing football!

There is no role in playing football since there is a brute force. The most important thing is the ability to control football.

Fang You does not think that Lin can also play Yi Sicheng, let alone one person to play the whole game. This is just enough for the opponent to pass the ball to kill people. After all, the stadium is so big, and you are alone. There are no goalkeepers, and there is no way to kick.

"Lin also the kid actually came." In the seven-shift rest area, Zhao Dong looked at Lin Yi, and snorted: "Exactly, let him play alone, we all stand on the side of the court."

"In any case, it is enough to be shameful. Moreover, if it is not because Lin Yi, Feng Yong will not be injured, we can't be so embarrassed." Zhao Dong's eyes flashed.

Soon, the whistle of the second half sounded.

The players in the three classes entered the scene one after another. The seven players were very consciously and stood directly outside the boundary line of the venue. No one stepped into the white line.

"Lin Yi, are you not a cow? This is the second half and you will be handed over to you! Don't let us down!" Zhao Dong yelled at Lin and shouted, and there was a burst of laughter from behind the stands.

This kid who doesn't know the heights of the sky is waiting for the ugly today.

Zhao Dong was cold and cold, and he even thought about how to go to the class teacher.

Anyway, all the responsibilities were pushed to Lin Yi’s body. After all, the game was over, and Lin’s 80% was to be fired by the school.

"Reassure, anyway, it will be better than you are kicked into seven to zero."

Lin also glanced at Zhao Dong, slowly opening, clearly separated by a distance, but Zhao Dong felt that Lin Yi’s voice seemed to be loud in his ear, making his face look even more ugly: Something, I will see how you will install it later!"

Zhao Dong is resentful.

The referee watched the seven classes of players not playing, and even did not know how to blow.

"Do you really want to kick our whole team alone?" Yi Sicheng looked at Lin Yi and looked disdainful.

"You are not qualified to be my opponent, this game is cheaper for you." Lin also said that the tone was dull, took the first few steps, stood in front of the football, stretched out his foot and turned the ball.

After two rounds, the football smashed past.

Seeing this scene, the three classes of players couldn't help but laugh out: "Well, people who have badly put the ball and play the ball?"

"I think you are coming to be funny."

"Idiot stuff, give you more people in seven shifts."

Lin also looked at the football that was lying on the side, and quickly caught the sense of the ball when the ball was just hit, the perception and power of the football on the instep, and the angle of the last exit.

"What is he doing? Another team?" Peder was a little impatient at the stands.

Seeing this kind of ball has made him feel that he is wasting time. The strength of the Yisi City is ok, but it is far from being able to make Peder feel amazing.

"This, this student is in seven classes. It is said that one person is required to play the whole game." Zhang Chunshui accompanied the smile and explained to Piddle.

"Wasting time!" Piddle frowned, he was about to get up and leave.

He Sicheng had an idea to let Yi Sicheng join the national team bench to train first.

However, when Peddle stood up, the referee on the court repeatedly confirmed that there was only one person in the second half of the second half, and finally blew the whistle of the start.

The second half begins.

Lin also took the ball.

"Hey, you don't want to play football, then you kick, you step on that football, can't you expect it to fly to our door?" Three forwards, watching Lin also step on football, not in a hurry I am happy to ask.

"Distressed." Lin also looked at him and spit out two words.

When the striker's face sank, he had to talk and found that Lin, who had just not moved, suddenly moved.

Lin also took the ball and went straight into the restricted area of ​​the three classes.

"On the rookie like you, I still want to kick one of our team? Don't be funny~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Just break your ball and just pass one out, then you can fill it with a foot Enter your goal."

"You don't even have a goalkeeper, what to play!" The striker quickly came towards Lin Yi, a fierce tackle, and the soles of his feet were aimed at the football that Lin also took, and he was about to take Lin Yi’s ball directly. Shovel off.

However, Lin suddenly suddenly, the right foot slightly point the end of the ball, the football flew gently, and Lin also jumped directly from the front of the striker's head.

"Rubbish."

A perfect pass!

Lin also looked at it and didn't look at it. The striker who didn't have time to get up was straight.

"The trough, just the ball has been beautiful, it is simply flowing."

In the stands, there were a few boys who were disdainful, and suddenly they stumbled.

"Well?" Pied, who had already gotten up and was about to leave, snorted and returned to his seat silently.

Just the ball, what others have seen is that Lin is also very smooth through a pick, but Peder is not the same.

He found that the height of the ball that had just been picked up was simply wonderful.

Football is windy in sports, so the strength and angle of each foot can determine the direction of the next football.

In that piece of plotter, Peder found that some arrogant one wants to challenge a team's kid, almost at the same time as football.

The control of this power, even in the eyes of Peder, is enough to make him face it.

Football is an art war!

Piddle had a bit of curiosity in his eyes, looking at the teenager in the field, running with the ball.