Lin Yi left a silhouette behind everyone present and walked away quietly.

The score was fixed at 8 to 6.

The entire second half, especially Lin Yi's last goal, left everyone unable to calm down.

As for Zhao Dong and others who were knocked down by Lin Yi three times, they could only accept the various looks from all directions.

Either pity or ridicule.

Yi Sicheng stood there, clenching his fists tightly, unable to calm down, and his face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face.

Facing Lin Yi's offense and defense, he was unable to come up with any effective defensive or offensive measures.

Being fed eight balls in a row!

In one half!

And the other person is just one person!

The football that Yi Sicheng was proud of was kicked to pieces by Lin Yi at this moment.

"Sicheng!" Fang You ran down the stands and ran quickly towards Yi Sicheng. Seeing Yi Sicheng's ugly face, he comforted him: "It's just a loss, it's okay."

Fang You carefully considered his tone, fearing to offend Yi Sicheng at this moment. Looking at Yi Sicheng's gloomy face, Fang You jumped.

"You already knew this, right?" Yi Sicheng looked at Fang You, his voice low.

"What do you mean, I know something." Fang You was slightly stunned and stood there.

"I know that guy Lin Yi is very good at playing football! Didn't you already know that and were waiting to see me make a fool of myself!" Yi Sicheng looked at Fang You coldly.

After speaking, Yi Sicheng led the team from Class 3 and left the stadium directly, leaving Fang You standing there blankly alone.

On the other side, Zhao Dong and three others were sent to the hospital, and Zheng Changhe walked into the principal's office in a hurry.

"Principal! Lin Yi must deal with this for me! I can't take care of students like this anymore!" Zheng Changhe opened the door of the principal's office with anger on his face.

Principal Liu Botao happened to hang up the phone. When he saw Zheng Changhe coming over, he nodded: "I know what you are going to say, but our school must pay attention to the impact of this matter."

"Chang He, you also know that the college entrance examination for this class of students is only a few months away. We can't make mistakes at this time. Moreover, in this Xia Chun Cup, I know that your class lost badly, and the score was quite disparate.

I can understand that you are angry at this point." Liu Botao just received a call. The call said that the players in the seventh team were fighting among themselves, and three people were injured and had been sent to the hospital.

As for the rest, the teacher on the phone didn't say anything.

So now, Liu Botao still doesn't know the result of the game, nor does Zheng Changhe.

He originally returned to the office and wanted to drink some tea to calm down, but he soon received a call from Chen Meng, saying that there was something wrong with the stadium and that Lin Yi, Zhao Dong and the others had a conflict.

Immediately, Zheng Changhe rushed to the stadium. He didn't even have time to pay attention to the score. He saw Lin Yi crushing Li Yan's legs and feet in front of him. He didn't take him seriously at all!

This made Zheng Changhe tremble with anger.

"But principal! I really have no way to teach a student like Lin Yi! Not only does he have poor academic performance, he is also disrespectful! He doesn't take me as a teacher seriously at all! And he also has violent tendencies!" Zheng

Chang He was chattering.

Liu Botao thought for a long time, and when he was about to speak, there was a knock on the office door.

"Come in." Liu Botao shouted, and when he saw the person coming, he was stunned: "Pidel, why are you here?"

Seeing the person coming, Liu Botao stood up quickly.

"Principal, that player, that talented player." Pider gestured while speaking in somewhat stiff Chinese.

"Oh, you're talking about Yi Sicheng, right? He's from Class 3. Didn't Teacher Zhang accompany you to find him?" Seeing Pider's anxious look, the principal's face lit up, which meant

Pidel looks easy.

As long as Pider takes a fancy to Yi Sicheng and is willing to directly recruit Yi Sicheng into the national team, then Minghai No. 2 Middle School will have another Gu Qinghai!

Even in terms of college entrance examination admission rate, Minghai No. 2 Middle School cannot compare with Minghai No. 1 Middle School, but if two students in succession enter the national team, Minghai No. 2 Middle School will gain more reputation.

"No, no, no." Pider shook his head: "It belongs to another, another, that, another person."

"The other person is alone?" Liu Botao was stunned: "Please wait a moment, I will make a call."

Liu Botao immediately dialed a phone number to a teacher who had just watched the game. After asking, he got the answer. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Zheng Changhe, who was still looking depressed, with a strange expression: "Teacher Zheng, there is a person in your class named

Is it from Lin Yi?"

"Yes, has he caused trouble again?" Zheng Changhe heard Liu Botao ask this, and immediately blew his beard and glared angrily: "Isn't this Lin Yi the principal who you arranged to enter my class in the first place! I can't teach this guy.

!He is not worthy of being my student!”

Zheng Changhe looked angry and extremely resentful.

Liu Botao nodded slightly at this time: "Well, let him come to my class."

"Huh?" Zheng Changhe was stunned, not understanding what Liu Botao meant.

Liu Botao also led a class, Class 5, which was Fang You's class.

At the end of each semester, different classes compete with each other for average scores. Lin Yi, the weakest person in the class, will undoubtedly bring devastating hindrances to the average score of the class no matter which class he is in.

"Yes, if you don't want this student, you can let him come to my class." Liu Botao glanced at Zheng Changhe meaningfully: "In the game just now, Lin Yi from your class played the entire third class team by himself. In the second half,

One person scored eight points! It’s a legendary game!”

Having said this, Liu Botao had a slight regret on his face: "It's a pity that I couldn't see it."

"Lin Yi! Yes, yes, yes! Principal, I want to see him!" Pider looked excited, even speaking Chinese at this time was very special.

Zheng Changhe froze in place. He watched the first half and saw that Class 3 was leading Class 7 6-0. Could it be that Lin Yi kicked eight goals by himself in the second half!

Reversed?

Zheng Changhe's face turned pale. Of course he knew what this meant, and looking at Pider's excitement, he also understood that Lin Yi might be directly recruited into the national team!

What is this concept?

This will be the real seedling cultivated by Zheng Changhe after being a teacher for so many years!

"I am ready to recommend Lin Yi to Chris Beal. A super talented player like him is enough to excite fans all over the world!"

"He will become a true legend! Become a super player like Zidar and Ronaldinho, no! The ultimate star!" Pider's face was full of excitement, and his foreign face was even more energetic.

Chris Beal!

When he heard this word, Zheng Changhe was confused and felt a burning sensation all over his body.

That is a team that is enough to make all fans make pilgrimages!

An epic ace team known as the legend among legends!

Thank you Li Shang [Can Bing] and Zhen Shiyin for the reward. Sorry, I slept for a long time today. The stock market collapsed and I was tired.
Chapter completed!