Chapter 93 The ball is not played like this

Cai Min, who was still leisurely and happy, suddenly laughed. He just smiled and shut up. He found that the atmosphere at the bar counter was very strange at this time, and there was a trace of coldness in the strangeness.

Sun Bin only felt a shiver all over. He looked up at Chen Long, who was blue and trying to restrain his emotions. Suddenly, he turned around and ran out of the bar. As he ran, he shouted, "Boss, spare your life! I admit it's a joke, can't it?!"

At almost 2:30 in the afternoon, Chen Long came to Jiangda Stadium.

Outside the stadium, two bosses' banners were pulled up, on which said: Jiangda University Sports Games Men's Football Match, and the next deputy said Sports Department VS Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Before entering the stadium, Chen Long had heard the grand shouts of cheerleading teams from both sides in advance.

"Who will compete in the sports department to defend the title?" This is the slogan of the cheerleading team of Jiangda Sports Department.

As soon as the shouting fell, the cheerleading team of traditional Chinese medicine immediately returned the color, and instantly sounded, "Chinese medicine, specializing in treatment!" The slogan is coming.

Chen Long shook his head in a funny way. Is it possible to win the football game if someone's slogan is loud?

After entering the stadium, Chen Long saw the coach seat of traditional Chinese medicine at a glance.

At this time, Li Mengmeng was sitting in the coach's seat and waved to Chen Long with a smile on his face. Chen Long felt that his heart trembled for no reason, but he still walked over.

Chen Long just came to the coaching bench. Despite the stunned eyes of the substitute player of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine next to him, he took the initiative to apologize and said, "Mr. Li, I'm sorry, I overslept."

Li Mengmeng's smile suddenly froze. She didn't expect Chen Long to do this. But in the end, she couldn't help knocking on Chen Long's head and roaring, "Who are you? I asked you to come to practice early, and your phone was about to explode. You didn't come until the beginning of the game. What do you mean?

Chen Long twitched the corners of his mouth twice. Sure enough, he saw the opportunity quickly, otherwise he didn't know what would happen to Li Mengmeng!

"Well, my mobile phone somehow became muted. You calm don, the players from both sides have entered the field, and the game is about to begin. Let's watch the ball. Chen Long said with a smile.

Li Mengmeng took a deep breath and tried to suppress the full anger. She said to a short boy beside her, "Yang Yang, you are responsible for teaching Chen Long the rules of football. Then take him to warm up and be ready to play at any time.

Xiang Yang is a junior student majoring in traditional Chinese medicine. Due to his height, he did not play the main force. At this time, he was shocked. For the first time, he found that Mr. Li, who had always smiled, also had such a fierce side. He is no stranger to Chen Long, and he has even been famous for a long time.

Although Chen Long has rarely appeared on the campus of Jiangda University now, he has been widely spread on the campus of Jiangda University. What's more, it is said that he is the number two in the New Year blockbuster This Assassin is not too cold, which adds a sense of mystery to him.

When Xiang Yang looked at the legendary character appearing in front of him, he said excitedly for a moment, "You are Chen Long. I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

Chen Long smiled faintly and said, "Ha ha, let's hurry up to learn the rules of football, otherwise Mr. Li will lose his temper again."

After listening to Chen Long's words, Xiang Yang peeked at Li Mengmeng with some guilty feelings, and a thought suddenly came to mind. Oh, my God, why did I forget? Chen Long doesn't know the rules of football, so can he still play football? Is it impossible for Mr. Li to let him play? This is a key game of "life and death" in this department!"

Thinking of this, Xiangyang felt very wronged. At least he was proficient in football, but he was not as good as Chen Long, a layman. The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became. He secretly took Chen Long aside and whispered, "If you want to understand the rules of football, you should first know what football is. You can watch."

After saying that, Xiang Yang skilfully raised the ball with one foot and counted it in his mouth. When it was almost fifty, the ball fell down. He gently wiped his sweat and said, "Alas, I'm not in a good state today. I used to have more than fifty in one breath."

Chen Long shook the ball silently. He doesn't know anything about football. Since Mr. Li asked Xiangyang to teach him, he will honestly obey Xiangyang's arrangement.

After a long time, Xiangyang's eyes were wide open, and Chen Long beside him unconsciously broke his record of 50 goals, and his speed was much faster than himself. This makes Xiang Yang have to be convinced. It seems that there is indeed a football genius.

The two of them quietly practiced the ball and was finally inadvertently discovered by a substitute. He exclaimed, which immediately attracted the attention of all the substitutes on the bench. Their first feeling was that the football seemed to stick to Chen Long's feet. It was really amazing and tough.

Li Mengmeng looked at Chen Long, who was bumping the ball vigorously, and suddenly became angry and funny. She shouted and said, "Chen Long, what the hell are you doing!" I'm asking you to learn the rules of football, not to let you be cool. I'm so angry!"

Cai Min, who was sitting on the bench, covered her mouth with one hand and smiled secretly, stretched out her thumb in the other hand and shook straight at Chen Long.

Chen Long twitched the corners of his mouth twice, and the football finally fell to the ground.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiang Yang hurriedly laughed and said, "Mr. Li, don't be angry. Let's start learning the rules of football, hehe."

Chen Long looked at Xiangyang in front of him speechlessly. He finally understood that Xiangyang deliberately misled him.

Xiang Yang seemed to understand Chen Long's eyes and scratched his head awkwardly. At the beginning, he just wanted to regain his self-confidence and deliberately showed off his ball, but he didn't expect such a result.

Finally, the court suddenly became much quieter, and the game was about to begin. The referee threw the coin in his hand high, and the traditional Chinese medicine major chose to kick off the ball first.

With a crisp whistle, the game officially began.

The atmosphere of the whole stadium became hot in an instant, and the stadium that could accommodate nearly a thousand people was even full. A shout of cheers resounded all over the stadium.

Chen Long's eyes were immediately attracted, and he saw Sun Bin wearing a jersey printed with traditional Chinese medicine, quickly carrying the ball.

The little football seemed to be magical, and it was not separated from his feet. Although he finally rushed up and shot a long shot under the close pressure of a defender in the sports department, he also showed his good skills.

"I really didn't expect that Sun Bin was a talent when he played the ball." Chen Long nodded secretly and praised.

Xiang Yang's eyes took back from the court and sighed, "Hey, Sun Bin is not bad in our department, but the others are much weaker. If there were one more player at the level of Sun Bin, he would not have formed a 541 single forward defensive formation today and kicked into this tragedy.

Speaking of this, Xiang Yang continued: "Have you seen the coach and player Lei Cannon in their coach seat? He is a good football player! Our department and the sports department are in a group, which is bad luck.

"No way!?" After listening to this, Chen Long was surprised and immediately looked at the coach of the sports department. Sure enough, he saw the burly thunder cannon. At this time, he was crossing his legs, with a happy face, as if laughing at Sun Bin for shooting the ball.

Xiang Yang thought that Chen Long didn't understand what he said, and then added: "Although the Thunder Cannon basically didn't play, the last game was over. Last year, he also appeared only in the last few minutes of the championship battle. As a result, the sports department reversed defeat and won last year's championship.

Chen Long nodded. Lei Cannon is from the sports department, and sports are his strength. Coupled with his martial arts cultivation and playing kung fu football, no one will be his opponent in this ordinary college stadium.

"Oh, the ball doesn't play like this! Although I don't deny that your beckoning racket just now is very beautiful, but playing football, as the name implies, kicking with your feet, didn't I tell you? Unless you are a goalkeeper, you can't touch the ball with your hands!" Xiang Yang patted his forehead and said with some regret.

Just now, Xiang Yang directly picked the ball and passed the ball to Chen Long. Seeing that the ball was too high, Chen Long subconsciously slapped the ball directly with his hand, and then kicked it back to him.

"Oh? What is a goalkeeper?! Can I be?" Chen Long questioned that he thought that holding the ball with his hand was much easier than kicking it.

"The goalkeeper? Look! It's the tall player standing in front of the door, wearing different clothes. To be a goalkeeper, you must first be tall, have good bounce ability, and be responsive. In short, the requirements are very high. Well, I said you'd better practice seriously. Don't think so much about uselessness. Xiang Yang shook his head and said bluntly.

"Ah!! Sun Bin, I love you! You are so awesome!" A girl in the front row of the girl's court suddenly opened her mouth and shouted.

Sun Bin, who was controlling the ball, was overjoyed to hear the words and quickly looked up and followed the sound. When he saw that the weight of his two girls was afraid to be heavy, his feet shivered and the ball rolled directly out of the sideline.

"Cut..." There was a burst of boos on the court in an instant. Sun Bin blushed and immediately ran far away. He vowed that he would never come here to carry the ball again today.

The out-of-bounds ball of the sports department was thrown quickly. After receiving the ball, a thin midfielder wearing a No. 7 jersey, immediately took it up.

His skills are no less than that of Sun Bin. After shaking two or three players in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine one after another, he suddenly turned the ball to the left of the goal. A tall and strong figure suddenly rose to the ground and shook his head and pushed the football fiercely to the upper right corner of the goal. The football entered the net in the applause of the audience.

The score was instantly rewritten to 1:0, and the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine was temporarily one goal behind.

Xiang Yang twitched the corners of his mouth twice and said with a wry smile, "Alas, the first half is coming to an end. If we lose this game, we will be eliminated directly. Only the top two in the group can appear!"

Chen Long nodded as if he didn't understand. For him, there was a chance to win or lose the game. So many people grab such a small football, which is purely full of food. If he hadn't been forced to come, he wouldn't want to come here to play football.

With a whistle, the first half was finally over. The players of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine fell behind by one goal and returned to the coaching seat with their heads down. Originally, there was nothing to be ashamed of them falling behind the sports department, but this is the key game, which does not allow them to fall behind and lose the ball.

Li Mengmeng said with a hateful face, "Sun Bin! Isn't it fun to see beautiful women? If you hadn't played football and looked around, would we have lost the ball?

Sun Bin's head suddenly drooped lower, his shoulders kept trembling, and he didn't mention the depression in his heart. If it's really a beautiful woman, he will admit it if he loses the ball, but...

After counting Sun Bin, Li Mengmeng turned her head to the tall goalkeeper and said with a smile, "You are playing steadily!" You lost the ball in the English department, and you can also lose the ball in the game with the art department. In the game with the sports department, you keep losing the ball. It's really a failure!"

The tall goalkeeper suddenly cried and had a sad face, and there was no sound. Looking at Li Mengmeng, who was in a state of losing his temper, he could only cry silently in his heart: Sister Li, I'm a goalkeeper, not a goal god. Can you blame me if you lose the ball?

After Li Mengmeng encouraged all the players again, she suddenly turned around and shouted at Chen Long, who was leisurely playing next to him, "In the second half, you can play."