Chapter 950 It hurts me so much, give it all to me

With the cheers of Class 2.11, the second half of the game officially began. It was his own class to serve the ball first. Zhang Shihao took the ball. This guy's short-distance speed was very fast, and the level of carrying the ball was also good. Ye Bihuang was very relieved by him to lead the ball, so he rushed directly to the opponent's goal, trying to occupy a good position first, and then such as If possible, shoot directly,

Ye Bihuang is quite confident in the accuracy of his shot,

"Damn it." Just as Ye Bihuang heard Zhang Shihao's national scolding and looked back at what was going on, he found that Zhang Shihao took two steps back. The other party's red No. 11 player grabbed the football from his feet, and then ran all the way to the goal of his class.

And just now, half of the people in my class were too confident, so half of them passed the half, so now the internal emptiness of my class,

"Fold back, back back." Li Yong shouted,

But it's too late. Ye Bihuang is too forward. This is another small game, so the attack and playback speed are very fast. The other side has attacked outside his own goal, and it is impossible to defend back now.

"Oh,."

As the opponent's red No. 11 opened his feet, the face of the players in Class 2.11 was not so good-looking, because the opponent's ball was so tricky that he actually scored the ball close to the upper left corner of the goal.

score 2:1.

Class 2.11 is 1 point behind,

"I'm sorry." Zhang Shihao walked to Ye Bihuang, Li Yong and Lee Kuan Yew and whispered,

Ye Bihuang patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay. Next, play well. We will definitely win. The second half has just begun, and there are still 40 minutes left."

To be honest, Ye Bihuang didn't expect that the other party would come to the court as soon as he played,

Lee Kuan Yew said, "Brother Huang, except for the 11th and 9th, the other three people have changed. They are fighting wheel battles."

"You don't need to focus on kicking your own ball." Seeing that his team members were a little impetuous, Ye Bihuang patted Lee Kuan Yeu on the shoulder, "Re calm down, didn't you lose a point?"

In fact, Ye Bihuang thought in his heart that he must get this point immediately, otherwise the other party would not be complacent. It was his careless just now. Otherwise, as long as he was in the midfield, he would definitely not be able to get this point.

The goalkeeper serve Qiao Yonglei, Ye Bihuang directly hooked the ball to his feet, and then began a personal show in a short time. His speed is very fast, almost no different from the speed of the single 100-meter race,

No one can catch up with him in the 100-meter race, so it can't be on this court, even if he carries football,

The other party's red No. 9 rushed directly to Ye Bihuang in the midfield. He was aggressive and particularly powerful. The audience close to the periphery couldn't help covering their mouths.

Ye Bihuang saw that the other party was very fierce. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and suddenly kicked the ball to the other party. The red No. 9 didn't expect Ye Bihuang to kick the ball towards him. He was suddenly stunned and his footsteps were a little confused.

Ye Bihuang took advantage of this moment and gently passed by the red No. 9. This is a perfect human ball passing,

"Pong,"

The rhythm of this small game is much faster than that of the big game. Well, Ye Bihuang can shoot directly after just a few steps over the midfield. The angle he chose was also very tricky, and the ball rushed to the upper right corner of the goal at a very fast speed,

"Deng," With a muffled sound, the ball hit the right post, and then suddenly deflected and entered the goal,

When Ye Bihuang raised his fist high, the sun suddenly seemed to be much more fierce. Yes, it was much more fierce. Ye Bihuang was like a fierce man standing in the sun, with a savior's posture.

2:2,

All the students watching on the periphery of the football field have been stunned. They have watched the game for so long, but the fierceness of scoring two goals in a row in the first five minutes has not appeared since the start of the Winter Games.

It's really wonderful,

"Damn it, Brother Huang is fierce enough." Li Guangyao ran to Ye Bihuang's side with cheers. He hugged Ye Bihuang's arm with a big slap and laughed,

Ye Bihuang lined up his hands and said, "Don't do this. Don't let others doubt my surname orientation."

"I said." Li Guangyao touched his sore hand and said with a smile, "Brother Huang, I'm going to score a few goals next."

"Seventy or eighty balls, it depends on the situation, haha." At this time, Ye Bihuang happened to pass by the red No. 9 and No. 11, and the two of them walked towards their own goal with a smile.

"Damn it, Brother Cheng, these two guys are too arrogant. They really owe a beating." Red No. 9 to No. 11,

Brother Cheng, whose name is Cheng Haoqi, is a main player of the school football team. He is tall, relatively strong, and plays football fiercely. He is a good player in the school. Because he is relatively bold, he also has a circle of people around him over time, and gradually became the boss of the school, although he This boss is much weaker than Yang Ziming and so on, but he can also speak well.

Red No. 11, that is, Cheng Haoqi, looked at Ye Bihuang and gently gritted his teeth: "It's okay. It's just a broken ball. We can still enter again. Let's see how I beat them." In fact, he still hates Ye Bihuang. He just scored a goal. At least it should have been the focus of everyone's attention in a short time. If he is lucky, he can still pay attention to the end of the game and become the savior to save his class game.

But how could I think that this dream was shattered in just three or four minutes, and the guy who shattered this dream was the guy who just came on the stage in the purple No. 7 jersey,

He runs so fast, and the accuracy is so high,

Next is the red goalkeeper serving, red No. 11 with the ball. He is the main force of the school team and is more confident about himself. The results of the first half also prove that it is okay for him to pass two or three people alone.

Just as he wanted to sprint forward quickly, preparing to copy Ye Bihuang's sharp movements just now, and he was also ready to shoot directly. With Ye Bihuang's strong stimulation, he even felt that his hormone secretion at this moment was much higher than that of Pinghe, and he could also play super water.

Just as he hated the excited sprint, a dark shadow suddenly flashed in front of him. He felt a light under his feet. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.

No,

The red No. 11 didn't react at all, and his ball was robbed. He staggered back and looked back. It turned out to be the purple No. 7,

Damn it,

C Cheng Haoqi roared in his heart and rose up,

There is no doubt that the ball taken by Ye Bihuang has never made a mistake,

Score 3:2, since the start of the football final, Class 2.11 is ahead of the opponent for the first time,

Cheng Haoqi took the members of his class to Ye Bihuang: "You are Ye Bihuang."

Ye Bihuang raised her eyebrows: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"It's okay. It is said that you have been in the limelight recently." Cheng Haoqi is obviously a provocation,

Ye Bihuang touched his nose: "I don't know about these. If possible, you can ask your classmates and you may know."

"Well, I scored two goals. I'm very proud. We walked and pinched." Red No. 11 looks more and more unpleasant to Ye Bihuang. I have never seen such an ignorant student.

Ye Bihuang smiled and said, "Let's wait and see."

Generally speaking, when the other party is showing off, he doesn't like to interrupt the other party, because the longer he shows off, the more uncomfortable he will feel when he finally finds out that he is the teasing garter.

Because he scored another goal in Class 2.11 of High School, it was still the other party's service. This time, the other party learned to be obedient. Although it was still the No. 11 in red with the ball, there were two people around him who followed him and observed the movement of Ye Bihuang's people on this side. If someone approached, they would come forward and squeeze with their bodies to prevent the other party from approaching. Then the people behind continue to take over,

Not to mention, this effect is quite good, at least Ye Bihuang thinks it's quite good,

But even the copper wall and iron wall seemed to him to be the same as paper paste, let alone the two people in this area. Ye Bihuang and Li Guangyao and Zhang Shihao said hello. The two of them rushed up directly and led the two people around the other party's red No. 11 aside. Just as the two people behind the other party were ready to come up as substitutes, Ye Bihuang rushed up at a lightning speed and was truncated again,

"Damn it." Cheng Haoqi couldn't help shouting and scolding. He watched him lose the ball on his side and the other side scored. No one would feel good about it.

Ye Bihuang snapped his fingers. With the cheers of the audience, basically the victory or defeat of this game has been decided. There are still 20 minutes left. The strength of the two sides is in a state of glue when Ye Bihuang is not playing. Now Ye Bihuang is on the stage and directly slapped the other party. Does the other party still have the ability to turn defeat into victory?

There is no doubt that it is impossible,

Ten minutes later, the opponent's red No. 11 stood in front of Ye Bihuang's goal, ready to raise his foot to shoot,

"Pong."

Ye Bihuang was not afraid of death and directly drew with him. He was very skillful and did not hurt the other party, but the feeling that he was standing at the peak and preparing to shoot was suddenly hit by the other party was very hurt.

"I'm a mud horse." Cheng Haoqi was almost driven crazy by Ye Bihuang. He had never seen such a player. He shot and rushed to grab the ball without hiding.

C Cheng Haoqi kicked Ye Bihuang in anger. OK, since you don't let me play football, I'll kick you. Let's see if you're awesome,

Because most of the calls outside the field are for Ye Bihuang, his heart is unbalanced,

Originally, Ye Bihuang was ready to counterattack with the ball, but suddenly he felt that a man behind him was stretching out and ready to kick himself. Ye Bihuang turned around in an instant, gently raised his leg and stepped on Cheng Haoqi's foot, and then punched Cheng Haoqi's chest,

Hearing the sound of the door, Cheng Hao stepped back two steps. He rubbed his chest and frowned,

"Brother Cheng, are you all right?"

"Look, I have nothing to do. It hurts me so much. Give it all to me and kill him."