C8 The Championship Struggle

Night, in the people's sleep slowly flowing; day, in the crowing of thousands of birds tread the clouds.

In the morning, people began to get up and start new work.

At this moment, the school exuded its most distinctive charm: laughter, the sound of reading, and the sound of voices entering one's ears.

As soon as he entered the classroom, he heard a group of three to five people discussing the final match of today's football league.

A pretty girl said, "I believe that this year's champion will definitely be from our class."

Another one asked: "How did you know that? I heard that our opponent this time isn't weak either. "

The girl called He Wen raised her beautiful forehead and confidently replied, "Don't think about it. Our class is famous both inside and outside the school. Who wouldn't give them some face? Unless they are tired of living."

The girls beside him also echoed, "That's right, that's right. This time, the champion must be from our class."

Mu Xinyi teased: "He Wen, what you said was wrong. On the battlefield, they won by relying on their own strength, and not by threatening the opponent. Based on what you said, could it be that your Zhang Han secretly threatened Class 8? I have to report him. "

Chen Hewen wrinkled her nose and pretended to be annoyed: "Xinyi, I'm not talking about you at all, I don't respect my elders or children at all. In any case, I'm your Fourth Sister-in-Law, I think it's Zhang Song who spoiled you. No way, no way, I have to go and tell Zhang Song, he has to discipline you properly, and even sold out his brother. " As he said that, he scratched Mu Xinyi's itch.

Mu Xinyi surrendered: "Fourth, Fourth Sister, good Fourth Sister, I was wrong, okay?, I won't report you anymore." Only then did Chen Hewen stop.

Ye Xuan, who was at the side, sighed: "Ah, two happy people. They despise you two.

Mu Xinyi said at the same time, "If you can't do it, then go and find one. How about this, we can introduce our family's Su Xiang to you.

Ye Xuan blinked his eyes: "Him, forget it. Look at him, he's as thin as a twig, and he doesn't have any sense of security. Xin Yi's family's Zhang Song is still the best. How about you give your family's Zhang Song to me, haha. " Saying that, she looked at Mu Xinyi as if she was speaking the truth.

Mu Xinyi thought for a while: "Alright, as long as Zhang Song agrees, I have no objections. Good child, quickly go confess, haha."

Ye Xuan helplessly rolled his eyes, and changed the topic: "Do you all know today's contestant list?"

Chen Hewen and Mu Xinyi shook their heads at the same time, "I don't know."

Chen Hewen seemed to have thought of something, and continued, "Yesterday, I heard from Zhang Han that he still won't go up on stage today. Xinyi, do you know the reason?"

Mu Xinyi's eyes dimmed: "I don't know, I never ask about these things, I believe that there must be a reason why he didn't go up on stage. Actually, it's the same whether he went on stage or not, the champion is still our class two."

Ye Xuan saw through Mu Xinyi's thoughts and comforted him: "He is our class' trump card, maybe he would come up and surprise us at the last moment, and I really want to see his interesting ball game again."

Chen Hewen also agreed, "Let's just wait for Zhang Song's brilliant performance. "Haha." After saying that, the three of them burst out laughing.

The people who had come back from their training just happened to run into these three laughing. Zhang Song gave two servings of breakfast to Mu Xinyi and Ye Xuan, and asked Mu Xinyi gently: What are you laughing at? So happy. "

The two of them took the breakfast from Ye Xuan and thanked him. Mu Xinyi smiled, "I'm laughing at you. If you want to know the details, you will have to ask Ye Xuan. " With that, he turned to look at Ye Xuan.

At this time, Ye Xuan lowered his head even more, and his face flushed red.

Seeing Ye Xuan's embarrassed expression, Mu Xinyi knew that he couldn't tease her anymore, so he took out a book from the desk and passed it to Zhang Song: "Here's your book, hurry up and go rest."

Zhang Song received the book, and said: "Mhm." As he spoke, he rushed to his seat.

Chen Hewen looked at the extremely embarrassed Ye Xuan, and joked: "Wa, love is truly delicious, it's all the taste of love, Ye Xuan, you don't have to be so polite, eat quickly, it'll get cold later and it won't taste good."

Ye Xuan said bashfully: "I won't bother with you guys, you guys are bullying me. "Hrmph." Saying so, he took the breakfast and began to bite down hard.

Soon, the final match of the football league would begin.

The football began to spin under the feet of the opponent. A series of beautiful movements broke through the encirclement of Zuo Zhixing and the others, leading the football to the goal that Zhang Fei was guarding with a triangular formation.

Zhang Song and Su Xiang sat in the reserve seats, observing the situation on the stage. Su Xiang was the first to speak: "I didn't expect the level of the eighth class to improve so quickly. Zhang Song, are you really not going to fight today?"

Zhang Song stared at the arena, and did not look at Su Xiang, and said: "It's enough as long as you guys are here, it's fine whether I am here or not, the champion is still us. Furthermore, you also represent me, don't you? "

"Alright, we'll show them what a true King is in a bit." Su Xiang said confidently.

On the stage, looking at the people from Class 8 who were about to break through the defense line of Class 2 and enter the restricted area, Mu Xinyi's side, who had been cheering for them all this time, started to panic. They had only just gotten the upper hand in this competition, how could they not be worried?

Outside the arena, the crowd was in an uproar. In the arena, all sorts of changes happened in the blink of an eye.

The enemy's triangulation tactics were indeed good. The three people who were attacking quickly reached the door as if there was no one around. It was already too late for them to retreat, and in the next moment, they all made the same choice. They gave up on defense and ran towards the other side of the field, leaving behind only the Gatekeeper Medallion. This move also made many people curse out loud. They actually gave up on defending in the backfield. It looked like there was no suspense in this match.

Everyone was staring at the match. At this moment, everyone only had one thought in their mind. Besides the goalkeeper, there were no guards. They were definitely going to enter this round.

Just then, the stage moved, the three people who were attacking lined up into a "one" shape, the goalkeeper Zhang Fei stared intently at the football without making the slightest movement. In the opponent's stadium, Zuo Zhixing, Zhang Han and the rest had already taken their positions, turning their heads to stare at the football beneath their feet.

When the person in the middle moved, everyone in the audience held their breath, waiting for the moment the goal appeared.

The goalkeeper Zhang Fei did not make any movements, he did not even notice the person leading the ball. At this moment, his eyes were only focused on the football, he could not tolerate anything else. After the first person ran away, they didn't see any football nor did they see the goalkeeper move. They finally understood that it was a fake move. Everyone clearly understood that the three people who were attacking were trying to use their fake moves to trick the doorman, but this move seemed to have been seen through by the doorman. It seemed that this doorman wasn't bad indeed.

Look, we didn't fool the goalkeeper. The one on the right and the one on the left ran towards the ball at the same time. Under the crowd's confusion, the ball flew towards the goal. Just because the spectators in the audience seats could not see clearly did not mean that Zhang Fei could not see clearly. He, who was staring closely at the football, was able to see the other party's intentions clearly. The other party's intention was to confuse his thoughts and deceive him. The one on the left was too anxious, the one on the right had used too much force to pull out his leg and shot out the ball first, thus allowing him to clearly see the trajectory of the ball. Without any fancy movements, he jumped straight towards the left, and under everyone's surprise, Zhang Fei carried the ball in his arms.

After landing safely on the ground, without any hesitation, he kicked out. The football drew a half moon arc in the air before finally landing accurately beside Zhang Jun. When he saw his opponent that was charging towards him, the corner of his mouth curled up in a sneer. A tall ball was shot towards Zhang Han's feet, and without any hesitation, his right foot that had been accumulating power for a long time shot out violently towards the soccer ball. The football flew up from the ground at a frightening speed, directly towards his opponent's door.

"What was that just now?" Did you see that? " The audience was now in an uproar.

"I didn't see it clearly. I only saw a white light flash past. How is that possible? How could that person have that kind of power? "

The score was broken. Class Two led Class Eight by 1: 0. When Mu Xinyi's cheers saw the score, they became extremely excited and shouted for Class 2 to cheer for him, they would definitely win.

"This, this, isn't this reversal too fast?" He was clearly at a disadvantage, yet in the blink of an eye, he had brought the other party to the start. I didn't even see it clearly. "

The people who had thoughts suddenly seemed to understand something, they all turned to look at Zhang Song who was sitting in the alternate seat. He thought to himself, "Did he see through this long ago?" In the beginning of the match, he deliberately relaxed his defenses to let the other side enter his own restricted area. This not only tested the goalkeeper, but also tested the fit between the players. If the goalkeeper was not handled well, then the goalkeeper would be taken advantage of and his own door would be broken through by someone else. It looks like he really is a king. "

On the field, Zhang Jun and the others celebrated Zhang Han's goals before the match started again. After being pawned into Class 8 once, they had adopted a strategy of stable fighting and defending, leaving Zhang Jun and the rest helpless, who were stuck in a stalemate. In less than ten minutes, the first half of the first half was over.

The other side had exchanged for two people, while the other side had changed to Su Xiang.

In a certain corner of the audience stands: "This Zhang Song brat really has some skills, I wonder what he plans to do after changing Su Xiang now." A young and handsome young man couldn't help but ask.

"Director Wang, there are a lot of people in your class. There is also that Zhang Song, but it's a pity that he still hasn't gone up on stage. If he had come on stage, this competition would not have any suspense."

The handsome youth called Director Wang laughed loudly and said, "That's right. His feet are sufficient to determine the outcome. I just don't know why his name isn't on the list for this competition. "Perhaps …" Perhaps what? He did not continue and remembered that Zhang Song had gone to find him some time ago.

He guessed something from it. In this regard, he could only look up at the sky and sigh deeply.

"Alright, you two stop discussing. The competition continues. It seems that the real competition is about to begin." An old man standing on the side said in a timely manner.