Liu Luran opened her eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

Before she could speak, she saw Lin Yi stepping out of the window!

This is the fourth floor of the library!

On the fourth floor, the distance is fifteen meters. If you fall, you will die or be disabled!

Liu Luran was startled, her face turned pale, she quickly walked to the window, stretched out her head, and looked down. However, she did not see Lin Yi, who had unexpectedly fallen to the ground, but saw Lin Yi who was walking towards the ground.

The back of the young man walking towards the court with his hands in his pockets and a free and easy attitude.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Liu Luran cursed. Thinking about it, Lin Yi must have used some method to get down just now. He couldn't have jumped directly.

If you go straight down from this height, there is absolutely no chance that you will be safe and sound like this.

"You said it was not to attract my attention, Lin Yi, you are too childish. You beat up Niu Fan in Bailong Mountain, and now the Niu family has targeted you, but you are still like this." Liu Luran's clear eyes returned to calmness again.

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She watched Lin Yi walking towards the court, seeming to recall the words that were widely circulated in the school.

There is an idiot in Class 7 who wants to kick down Yi Sicheng from Class 3 by himself.

"That idiot is you, right? Are you going to the stadium and preparing to humiliate yourself?" Liu Luran shook her head slightly and stopped thinking about Lin Yi, instead focusing on the book page in her hand.

This Olympiad is very important to Liu Luran. Although she does not need to prove herself with this, and she has already obtained admission to Yenching University without examination, Liu Luran still wants to win the first place.

Because she is Liu Luran.

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On the court, Yi Sicheng dribbled the ball, broke into his own half, passed five people, and then volleyed from a small angle, and the football fell into the net again.

Six to zero.

Looking at the score on the referee's table, Zhao Dong looked a little dazed, and the entire Class 7 players had ugly expressions on their faces.

Chen Meng, who was in the rest area, had a pretty face turned pale.

When we played in practice matches before, even though we lost ugly, we only scored six goals in the game.

And now, there are still ten minutes left before the end of the first half.

In less than half a half, six goals were scored in a row, and there was no guarantee that another goal would be scored in the remaining ten minutes.

This situation not only shows the strength of Yisi City, but also shows how weak Team 7 is.

As the squad leader of Class 7, Chen Meng looked very bad and didn't know how to explain to Zheng Changhe after the game.

After scoring the goal, Yi Sicheng gave a thumbs up to the third team stand. He glanced around and didn't find Liu Luran, and a bit of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Yi Sicheng! I love you!"

"Yisicheng! Come on, come on, come on!"

"Yisicheng is the most handsome!"

Following Yi Sicheng's move, the entire audience in the stands went crazy.

This is a one-sided situation.

Team 7 had absolutely no power to fight back.

"Fang You, this time Class 7 is not just being kicked through, but Class 3 Yi Sicheng is going to be pressed under his feet and rubbed." A girl looked at Yi Sicheng in the field, her eyes full of admiration.

"Yes, yes, you don't even know who is interested in this man." Fang You held his chin in his hands, with a hint of arrogance in his tone: "The man who can be attracted to me, Fang You, is definitely

Tomorrow's international star, otherwise why would I like him so much? Although Yi Sicheng is quite handsome, there are many people who are more handsome than him."

Fang You is a little proud, but he has never been able to successfully capture Yisi City, which makes Fang You a little depressed.

"It seems like your friend named Lin Yi hasn't come yet. Did he run away?" Another girl glanced at the rest area of ​​Class 7. The substitutes were supposed to be sitting there, but now only Chen Meng was there.

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"I don't know, maybe." Fang You waved his hand, not intending to dwell too much on this issue.

"Coach Piddle, how is Yisi City in our class?"

Zhang Chunshui, who was sitting next to Pider, looked at the one-sided crushing on the court with a smile on his face.

There is no doubt that Yi Sicheng's performance was the best in the game today. He dribbled the ball past people several times and entered the opponent's penalty area. His movements were smooth and smooth without any stagnation.

Pider nodded with some approval in his eyes: "Given time to train, he will definitely be a good player who can help the national team break the opponent's goal."

After the translator translated the words, Zhang Chunshui's face suddenly burst into laughter. He turned his head and glanced at Zheng Changhe on the other side. Zheng Changhe's face looked as if he had eaten shit.

Zheng Changhe clenched his fists, stood up, and left through the back door of the stadium.

He can't afford to lose this person!

Seeing Zheng Changhe leaving, Zhang Chunshui was relieved.

At this time, the first half whistle sounded.

The score settled at seven to zero.

"Damn it! This ball can't be kicked! In the usual training matches, Yi Sicheng is not as fierce as it is now!" Zhao Dong and his group walked to the rest area cursing, each holding a bottle of mineral water.

Just pour it into your mouth.

"How can we play like this? There are so many of us who can't stop Yi Sicheng alone. They haven't even been to their penalty area in the entire first half. The defenders and goalkeepers of the third class are almost getting together to play poker.

." Li Yan was dejected and had no confidence at all.

Wang De took a sip of water, took a deep breath, and looked particularly depressed: "Without Feng Yong, we can't play at all. There is no one who can stop Yi Sicheng, and there is no one who can break through with the ball. There is no defense."

And attacking, isn't this what someone did to hang him up and beat him?"

Team Seven was shrouded in dark clouds and remained silent.

The third class was cheering and the atmosphere was enthusiastic.

"This time, I will beat Class 7 to at least 15-0!" A boy from Class 3 grinned.

"Absolutely, Brother Sicheng used his true strength this time. In the past practice matches with Class 7, he always played with strength, making them think how capable he is. Let them know today that the three of us

The class is great!”

Yi Sicheng smiled: "In my eyes, the group of people in Class 7 is just a wall with a little more people."

"By the way, didn't you say that in the second half, there was a guy named Lin Yi from Class 7 who was going to kick us all by himself?" A boy took a sip of water and was a little curious.

"Shit, I just took a look, and there's no one on the bench for Class 7. I guess that Lin Yi is scared and has gone somewhere now." Another boy on the side looked dismissive.

"That's right. How can any idiot jump out and embarrass himself at this time? I think those people in Class 7 would have escaped long ago if I didn't mention it."

"Oh, wait, look over there."

The seventh-class goalkeeper tightened the cap of the mineral water bottle on his hand, stretched out his hand, and pointed outside the stadium.

There, a figure came slowly.
Chapter completed!