Falling behind by a huge score, the players on the field were eager to get off the field as soon as possible. However, Ye Zihao came on as a substitute and was just going through the motions in front of others.
Soon, Ye Zihao was replaced.
At this time, it is the opponent who kicks off the ball.
Perhaps because he wanted to see Ye Zihao make a fool of himself, Fan Jianqiang stood on the field and looked at Ye Zihao with a gloating expression.
"Yi Zihao! Don't worry, go up and attack!"
"Hurry up and attack! If you are a man, you have to attack!"
"Get the score back! Attack!"
…
Fan Jianqiang was "encouraging" from the sidelines. He seemed to be encouraging, but in fact he was ridiculing.
Even Lin Keke and the others had opinions.
"Teacher Fan! You are so motivated, why didn't you attack when you were on the court just now?"
Lin Keke said contemptuously.
"Yes! It's you who really let off steam!" Zhang Ruonan retorted unhappily.
"This is a gap in strength, not letting go."
Fan Jianqiang shook his head, how could he admit that he had cheated?
"Explanation is equal to covering up! Covering up is equal to being useless!" Lin Keke said angrily.
"Whatever you say."
Fan Jianqiang looked like a pig who was not afraid of hot water, and started to deny it. How could that scoundrel character be like a teacher? He was simply a big hooligan.
"you……"
Lin Keke was so angry that she stamped her feet, obviously having a strong opinion of Fan Jianqiang.
But Fan Jianqiang ignored her, and instead pulled the students around him into booing.
"Yi Zihao! One more step in! One more step in! Zi Zi Hao!"
The students around him thought he was helping to cheer him up, so they started shouting after him.
at the same time!
A player from Chengnan High School was dribbling the ball to attack, but maybe he used too much force and made the ball wide.
At this time, Ye Zihao had already heard Fan Jianqiang's "encouraging voice".
To this!
He already had an opinion!
He wanted to teach Fan Jianqiang a lesson, but at this time, the opportunity came.
Seeing Ye Zihao's eyes locked on Fan Jianqiang, he suddenly kicked the football as if making a rescue.
In front of others, he is almost like a thigh clearance.
However, the football flew out like a cannonball and flew towards Fan Qianqiang as if it was equipped with a global missile positioning system.
At this time, Fan Jianqiang was facing away from the court, and he was cheering and shouting at the students around him.
"Ye Zihao! Come in, Ye...uh? Why are all the people running away?"
Fan Jianqiang's expression was stunned. He just yelled and saw the students in front of him hurriedly dispersed.
At this time, someone reminded loudly, "Teacher! Be careful behind you!"
"Behind me?"
Fan Jianqiang looked stunned, then subconsciously turned around to take a look.
It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it!
He saw a football flying towards his face.
"Bang!"
"Ouch!"
head shot!
Got shot in the head with a football!
The football hit Fan Jianqiang's face hard. At the moment of impact, the football was severely deformed, and Fan Jianqiang's face was also distorted.
The football flying at high speed hit Fan Jianqiang in the face like a cannonball, causing him to eat a "ball cake" and almost knocked him into a coma.
"Oops! Teacher Fan! I'm sorry, I was just thinking about making a rescue and didn't see you! I'm sorry!"
Ye Zihao on the field shouted loudly.
"you……"
Fan Jianqiang was so angry that he couldn't speak. There was a clear ball mark on his angry face, which looked very funny.
Oh shit!
You must have fucking done this on purpose! Damn it!
Fan Jianqiang felt very unhappy, but when so many people saw it, he was too embarrassed to rush to comment.
Therefore, he could only treat it as a dumb loss.
soon!
The game starts again!
Perhaps it was because he was "hit in the face" by the ball just now. Fan Jianqiang always thought that Ye Zihao kicked him deliberately just now. Therefore, instead of restraining himself, he became more and more arrogant.
"Come! Come! Classmates! Keep shouting after me! Ye Zihao! Come in! Come in! Ye Zi..."
Before Fan Jianqiang finished shouting, he heard a girl scream loudly.
"Teacher Fan! Be careful behind you!"
later?
Fuck! Again?
Fan Jianqiang was startled, but this time he was smarter and immediately covered his face and turned around to take a look.
However, what shocked him was that the football did not fly to his face, but to his crotch.
"Bang!"
The football hit Fan Jianqiang hard, and he covered his face stupidly.
"Oh...oh?"
Fan Jianqiang's lips were so wide open that he could almost fit an egg into them.
That part just now is a man's most vulnerable place.
Now that he was kicked by a football, he was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak. He could only open his mouth to the extreme and cover his lower body with his hands.
At this time, Ye Zihao, who was on the court, raised his hands and shouted apologetically: "Teacher Fan! Are you okay? I just wanted to use my thigh to clear the ball, but I didn't expect to kick you again! I'm so sorry."
"you……"
At this time, Fan Jianqiang was in so much pain that he wanted to curse, but could he?
Don't dare!
Because he still hurts terribly down there!
Fuck you!! You did this twice, you... you must have done it on purpose! Fuck you!
Fan Qiangqiang was in so much pain that he couldn't speak and could only curse secretly in his heart.
Now, he just wants Jiangcheng High School to lose as soon as possible!
Lose 0:30!!
However, what happened next shocked everyone.
It can be seen that Ye Zihao on the field is as if he is possessed by Ronaldo, using his agile body, terrifying speed, and amazing foot power to score goals again and again.
1:16!
2:16!
3:16!
…
The score was getting closer and closer, and Ye Zihao seemed to be possessed by Ronaldo.
Goal!
Can't stop at all!
"Ni Ma? What's going on? This... this handsome guy is a star?"
"What an awesome speed!"
"Don't say anything! This time the Chinese pig has a chance to compete in the World Cup!"
…
The people at the scene were dumbfounded.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that someone could play football so well.
In fact, if a master like Ye Zihao plays football, he is simply invincible.
He pushed the ball and used his speed to beat the opponent hard, leaving the opponent behind him far behind.
But in front of him, the teachers at Chengnan High School had no power to fight back!
That’s right!
It’s a complete instant kill!
…
"Beep!"
At this time, the referee blew the whistle to end the game, and the scene was completely silent. Everyone's face was full of shock, disbelief, and horror.
20:16!
Didn’t lose! Instead, we won back, and even won by 4 goals!
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have dared to believe it was true?
I don’t know who it was, but the first one came to his senses and shouted excitedly, “We won? Haha! We won!”
His shout made all the students and teachers of Jiangcheng High School excited.
Compared to the excitement of others, Fan Qiangqiang looked very embarrassed.
Come in! Call me daddy!
Nima!
This guy scored 20 goals! Shouldn't I call him 20 times... Master?