Li Yao had a sharp eye and passed the ball high to the student union president who rushed into the penalty area.
The president of the student union was immediately overjoyed, as the dawn of scoring a goal was just around the corner.
He jumped high and was about to head the ball into the goal.
Suddenly, a strong black shadow rushed over.
"Bang!" There was a dull sound, and the student council president and the other party collided hard.
The president is agile, tall and long, and cannot block the opponent's strength at all.
He was rushed several meters away and fell on the grass, screaming, unable to struggle.
The opponent only staggered a few steps, then quickly stepped forward to stabilize the ball and passed it long to the forward captain, Sugo Aida.
Li Yao was stunned and quickly ran to the linesman to argue.
This is not for the ball, it is for the people!
As a result, the referee didn't even look at him. He said "reasonable collision" and followed the fan gong's horn from the Sports Academy and ran towards the front court.
Li Yao had never seen such a violent way of playing football. His face turned red with anger and he ran towards his backcourt with all his strength.
At this time, Sugo Aida had already passed several people, and then cooperated with his teammates to enter the penalty area.
Li Yao was so excited that he caught up with Sugo Aangda and made a beautiful flying shovel.
Suwu Xiangtian was already prepared. He jumped up and pretended to dodge. However, when he was falling, his knee pressed against Li Yao's stomach. He fell to the ground and hit Li Yao's waist with a horizontal elbow.
Li Yao was in excruciating pain. Before he could cry out the pain, Suwu Xiangtian covered his ankle and was hysterical in pain.
The referee came forward to check, and all the players on both sides gathered around him.
The players from the Sports Academy were furious: "What the hell, are you a tackle or a tackle?"
"You did it on purpose, did you want to fight?"
The people from the School of Physical Education were so aggressive that they intimidated all the players from the School of History.
The referee separated the players from both sides and, under pressure, gave Li Yao a yellow card.
Rules of the football game, two yellow cards are sent off.
However, Li Yao was seriously injured in his internal organs and could not even stand up at this time. He did not need to accumulate yellow cards at all and was directly carried off the field.
Sugo Aida acted for two minutes and stood up to take the free throw like a normal person.
In this way, the Sports College scored a goal in the first two minutes, and the score was 1:0.
The student council president limped back to half-time, and the substitute forward was a dark-skinned young man.
This is also a freshman. Although his skills are not as good as Li Yao's, he is very fast and jumps like a monkey.
The game continues.
The president gave the ball to the little black monkey.
This kid ran as fast as he could, running at a speed that even his own team members could not catch up with.
Five or six players from the Sports Academy chased and intercepted him, and after some fighting, they successfully snatched the football from the little black monkey's feet.
The little black monkey patted his head in annoyance, turned around and ran a few steps when he suddenly squatted down, covering his waist, with mottled cold sweat on his forehead.
He opened his clothes and took a look. He didn't know when he had been pinched, and his waist was all green and red, with blood oozing out from some places.
When the damaged area was soaked with sweat, it suddenly hurt and made my scalp numb.
The little black monkey gritted his teeth in pain, and as soon as he stood up, he heard a burst of cheers from his own goal.
Looking up, the big score became 2:0.
In the following games, the School of Physical Education took complete control of the game and bombarded the goal of the School of History.
At the same time, on the defensive end, the members of the Sports Academy did everything they could.
His small moves are skillful and ruthless, while his big moves are rough and subtle. They often injure the opponent without leaving any traces and make them lose their fighting ability!
At the end of halftime, the School of History had reduced its staff by one-third, and five people were lying on the ground wailing, four of whom were freshmen.
As for the seniors, they all hid in the penalty area to protect their own safety.
To put it nicely, everyone concentrated on defense; to put it harshly, they were too frightened to resist.
The School of History was completely defeated, conceding eight goals in the first half and losing everything.
The cheers from the audience have long been sparse, and there is no morale at all.
Many students felt deeply humiliated and cursed their college teams.
This group of people basically bought bets from the School of History, and they didn't expect to lose so badly.
The School of History was in complete disarray, while the School of Physical Education cheered loudly.
The girls from the five cheerleading teams danced enthusiastically, kicking their long legs to the rhythm. The boys sitting not far away were so delighted that they wanted to make their eyes pop out.
Sugo Aida scored seven goals in the first half. When he left the field, he turned his head and glanced at the audience seat opposite, and raised his middle finger as if victory was in sight.
Lin Xuanyu gritted his teeth and his eyes turned red with anger.
"Damn it, this is a bullshit bet. The rookies in our academy don't even have the guts to play anymore, so they just surrendered in the second half!"
Lin Xuanyu cursed loudly, "Brother Ye, didn't you do something? Why haven't you done it yet?"
"There's no rush." Ye Fan smiled lightly, "Our main goal today is not gambling."
"But... my watch!" Lin Xuanyu was about to cry, "Brother Ye, please do a good job and help us win!"
"You, you!" Ye Fan laughed, "Isn't it just a piece of Baoji? As the second son of a hidden ancient clan, you don't need this little money, right?"
"It's bad, it's really bad!" Lin Xuanyu sniffed, "In the past, I still had a lot of properties in my hands to make extra money.
But when I came to study, my family’s property was handed over to others to take care of, and I only received several million in dividends a year.”
"That's not right. Didn't that president of Baodao compensate you fifty million some time ago?" Ye Fan snorted lightly, "Don't think I don't know!"
"...This..." Lin Xuanyu scratched his head, "Brother Ye, how else do you think I bought that watch?"
"What about the remaining money?" Ye Fan frowned.
"I...I opened ten Prince Leisure Bars in the university town, and now...I don't have much money anymore." Lin Xuanyu said bitterly.
"Fuck!" Ye Fan was speechless.
There are already ten Prince Bars in the university town, but I didn’t expect Lin Xuanyu to open one more!
"Brother Ye, am I not forced to do anything?" Lin Xuanyu sighed, "If I don't find a way to make money, I will die of poverty!
It’s not like you don’t know how much Wanwan’s expenses are, I even gave her a Ferrari some time ago, it’s over 9 million!”
"Okay, I won't lose this game." Ye Fan patted Lin Xuanyu's shoulder to express his understanding.
When Zhu Wanting was in her hometown, she could spend more than ten or two hundred thousand a month. After coming to Binhai, she took care of herself at first and became a little more restrained.
Now she has found a boyfriend and is completely having fun.
As an international city, Binhai is full of luxury goods. With Zhu Wanting's "buy the most expensive thing if you want to buy it" temperament, I'm afraid she won't even take a look at a piece of clothing that doesn't have five digits.
At this moment, at the headquarters of the School of History, several freshmen were shouting and shoving their seniors, seemingly accusing them of their cowardly behavior.
These seniors were so ashamed that they had conflicts with the freshmen. For some reason, three seniors suddenly took off their clothes and left cursing.
The cadres of the student union quickly chased after them, trying not to leave them alone.
The team that was already short of personnel is now even more miserable, with only six people able to stand up.
According to the rules of the football game, when a team has less than seven players, it will automatically admit defeat.
In other words, the School of History must quickly recruit a few more players, otherwise there will be no need to play in the second half.
Lin Xuanyu looked at the team's base camp in astonishment, his eyes twitching: "Nima, what's going on? Brother Ye, you better go, otherwise we are really going to lose?"
Brother Ye, it’s not that I can afford to lose, I just don’t like losing so painfully!”
"Haha, you just can't afford to lose." Ye Fan patted his thigh and stood up, "Actually, I feel quite aggrieved according to this way of losing."
After hearing what Ye Fan said, Lin Xuanyu was immediately overjoyed, but thinking of Ye Fan's methods, he quickly advised: "Brother Ye, if you go on stage, you should take it easy, don't kill anyone!"
"I never said I would play in person." Ye Fan smiled lightly, walked out of his seat, and went straight to Luo Xuechao.
"Brother Ye, what are you going to do?" Luo Xuechao thought Ye Fan was leaving and asked curiously.
Ye Fan smiled and stared at Luo Xuechao for a long time without moving away.
Luo Xuechao was made uncomfortable by Ye Fan's eyes. He forced himself to smile and said: "Brother Ye, you, you... what have you been looking at me for?"
"Nothing." Ye Fan showed a weird smile and patted his shoulder, "Xuechao, you come in the second half and bring honor to our college!"
"Ah?" Luo Xuechao pointed to his nose in disbelief.
Lin Xuanyu, who was following Ye Fan, staggered and almost fell from the audience seat.
"Nima, Brother Ye, are you kidding me! Luo Xuechao is just a scallion, and he will be completely ruined in the end!"
"Sit still, it's none of your business." Ye Fan turned around and asked.
"Don't, don't..." Lin Xuanyu was about to cry but had no tears, "Brother Ye, we won't do anything funny, otherwise we will really lose!"
Ye Fan pondered for a while and looked at Luo Xuechao: "Can you play football?"
Luo Xuechao nodded, "I kicked it."
"That's enough." Ye Fan ignored him and lifted Luo Xuechao up and walked towards the team's base camp.
At this time, several student union officers looked sad and were changing their jerseys.
They were caught as young men, and they were scared to death, but they couldn't help but do it. They just wanted to play later and not be treated too badly by the people from the sports academy.
As for winning or losing, they don't dare to expect anything.
Ye Fan and Lin Xuanyu dragged the reluctant Luo Xuechao to the team's base camp. Li Yao leaned on the long chair, holding his stomach and softly calming down.
He was the first one to be beaten down by people from the Sports Academy. More than half an hour passed and he still hadn't fully recovered. This shows how serious the people from the Physical Education Academy were.
Seeing Lin Xuanyu and Ye Fan coming over, Li Yao stood up on his backrest and said, "Brother Lin, why are you here?"
"There aren't enough people in the college team right now. I'm here to introduce you to a football genius." Ye Fan smiled lightly and said, "Who should I look for?"
"Football genius?" Li Yao was stunned, "Who is it?"