"Teacher, you are talking about the national football team, not our team." Chen Younian interrupted.

The one who took the penalty kick was Meng Jun. Under the expectation, he stepped on the turf without expression and carefully placed the ball. "He has a bit of a professional player's demeanor, be cautious and ensures no mistakes." Siyan acted as a temporary commentator.

The referee whistle sounded, Meng Jun shook his hair, and assisted for two steps, making a very obvious false move that even a blind man could tell. Liao Xuebing thought to himself: "It's so amateur!" Meng Jun pulled his feet and shot angrily. The goalkeeper made a correct judgment, but the ball rushed out of his armpit and slowly rolled into the goal!

There was joy on the court!

After hard work, Class 2 of Year 2 rewrites the score to two to one!

Ye Yuhu and his friends were encouraged again. As the heroes of the goal, they were surrounded by the players and congratulated him and Mengjun. Ye Yuhu and He Xin looked at each other like a cockfight, without blinking.

The Mongolian army still had no expression on their faces, as if they were not concerned about their own affairs.

Lao Liao felt a little unhappy: "Team one in three years, you guys are going to be more angry. I have to trump 4,500 yuan on you! That's the principal's money. If you don't look at monks, you can also look at Buddha's face!"

The boys and girls who watched the game in Class 2 of the 2nd Year shouted happily. Bei Xiaodan stared at Lao Liao several times, as if saying, "Let's see! Our class will definitely win."

Liao Xuebing sneered and said, "Ye Yuhu and the others are lucky, but I think it's not them who laughed to the end. Look at their level, they are obviously not on the same level as others, and the competition still depends on their strength. You can see, our Class One will launch a fierce counterattack soon."

Bei Xiaodan showed an incredible expression and said, "Teacher Liao, you are simply a big traitor."

Liao Xuebing was embarrassed after hearing this and immediately smoothed out: "Well, from a broader standpoint, after all, Class 1 and Class 2 are all from the same school, so I should treat everyone equally."

Bei Xiaodan scoffed at this statement, turned his head and ignored him.

After kicking off again, the audience returned to calm, and Chen Younian's washbasin was much harder than before.

Thirty-five minutes in the second half.

Ye Yuhu, who had been cruising in the opponent's half, got an excellent opportunity. It was probably because the players in the second class of midfielders had a decline in physical fitness. They originally wanted to make a few more shots, but a pass mistake occurred. The ball was falling at Ye Yuhu's feet. At this time, he was only a few meters away from the opponent's penalty area. The angle he formed against the goal was very favorable, and the goalkeeper was standing on the other side of the goal.

When the break is constantly, he will be in trouble. Ye Yuhu shouted loudly: "Tiger shot!" The ball flew towards the goal quickly. In the position where the goalkeeper was, there was no time to save it. Ye Yuhu held his hands tightly and was extremely excited.

At this time, a figure emerged from the sky and saved the ball magically.

Liao Xuebing couldn't help but bounce up, "Good job!"

The goalkeeper is facing away from the football. How could he never touch the football with his distance and posture? Isn't it so awesome?

Ye Yuhu looked carefully and found that the opponent's No. 5 defender who saved the game was the opponent's No. 5 defender... His reaction was shocking! The audience outside the court was almost crazy.

The referee blew the whistle: "Handball in the penalty area! Penalty is awarded!" At the same time, the red card was shown to send off the magical defender. Four eyes murmured: "Soul possession, it's really a soul possession."

The situation took a sharp turn and became much more beneficial to Class 2 in 2018, which was something that no one expected before the game. The cheerleaders of Class 1 in 3018 were still shouting: "Class One in 3018 will always strive for first place..." But people's attention to them has been attracted by the exciting events and no longer look at them.

Bei Xiaodan and his girls began to become more confident. With ten minutes left in the game, they had a chance to turn defeat into victory.

The penalty kick was scored without any suspense. The game was tied two to two.

At this time, Lao Liao wanted to beat Ye Yuhu to death, thinking that 4,500 yuan was not money? That was the activity fund given by the old principal. What would you pay if you lose? He stood on the sidelines with his hands in his arms, his face was unfathomable, and he listened to four eyes in his ears, Chen Younian and Bei Xiaodan's laughter, and he didn't know what it felt like.

As if in order to verify the unpredictable truth of football, or the potential of Class 1 in Three Years was fully stimulated, He Xin activated the surprisingly high speed after getting the ball, crossed three people in a row, and broke into the penalty area. At the same time, the only goalkeeper in Class 2 in Two Years was left with the goalkeeper and forward Li Yuzhong who rushed from the frontcourt to the backcourt to rescue, forming a single-strike.

Liao Xuebing suddenly felt up, and he clenched his hands into fists, and said stutteringly: "Stick and shoot, don't hesitate! Shoot!"

Four eyes said: "The forward is the defender, Li Yuzhong insists on it, hold it, hold it up!"

In just a moment, He Xin picked the ball over Li Yuzhong's head and rushed to catch the ball himself. This clever way of extraordinary aroused an exciting applause. Seeing that he was about to form a one-on-one single fight with the goalkeeper, Li Yuzhong was very anxious and rushed to grab him. He happened to grab the corner of He Xin's shorts with both hands and pulled down his pants.

He Xin was rushing forward. The two of them tripped together, their shorts were pulled down from their heels, revealing their bright red underwear. The audience booed and the referee's whistle also sounded.

Regardless of whether He Xin was injured or not, he covered his hand first to hand the hand position, and his face looked ugly: "Hey, you dead shemale! I'm not a homosexual, don't touch me, the woman I'm in love with is still on the outside of the court!"

Li Yuzhong was even more embarrassed and hurriedly let go of his pants. There were malicious laughter inside and outside the court. Ye Yuhu said furiously: "Li Yuzhong, you stupid pig, get out of here! The forward can't be a good player and want to grab the position of the defender!"

Without him getting out, the referee has already awarded a penalty kick and took out a red card to send Li Yu off.

Liao Xuebing was shocked and felt that betting on football was not something that people did, so it would be better to be less involved in the future. However, now he has regained his confidence in Class 1 in 3 years and said to himself: "Don't worry, Li Yuzhong, I will make you pass the Chinese class exam. You are the great savior and a role model for football players."

He Xin deserves to be the core of Class 1, and he sent the penalty kick without any suspense.

Now even Siyan applauded the opponent's performance, "He Xin played so beautifully. He actually learned from the stars to play 'spoon'."

Liao Xuebing said: "That's all I have to say, I think he is Zineda from Class One in three years, but he just didn't have a bald end."

"Teacher, it's Zidane, not Neda." Siyan said mercilessly.
Chapter completed!