Chapter 260

No. 5's face was distorted by the ball, and he was unconscious. He had to be carried off the court and replaced with a No. 15 top position.

Out of bounds, Jiang Wuchen threw the ball to Feilong. Suddenly, three people came up to encircle him, and Feilong immediately passed it to Jiang Wuchen.

Jiang Wuchen raises his feet and kicks fiercely.

Bang.

The ball bounced out again. With a bang, it hit No. 15 in the face and immediately choked the new No. 15 to the ground.

The ball rolled out of bounds again.

"I wipe it. It's intentional!"

"He's a foul!!"

Liu Yuandong United five or six players to besiege the referee. The referee ran to Jiang Wuchen, "are you intentional?"

Jiang Wuchen shook his head and looked innocent. "There are many of them. They just committed too many fouls. As soon as they came up, I shoveled me, so I passed the ball. My subjective purpose is to pass the ball."

The head coach shook his head bitterly, "pay attention next time."

"Good." Jiang Wuchen nodded quickly.

After Jiang Wuchen got the ball, he turned his eyes. Several people around were eyeing, but they didn't dare to rush forward. They were worried that Jiang Wuchen would be bored.

This guy is too powerful. One of them may be the next number five.

"Go, go!" Liu Yuandong shouted.

No. 3 clenched his teeth and cautiously rushed to Jiang Wuchen. At this time, Peisong suddenly gave Jiang Wuchen a gesture and rushed forward at the same time.

Jiang Wuchen put his foot straight in, and the ball flew under leg 3 to find Peisong.

"Single blade!!" in the comment area, Hao Yuandong stood up again, "Pei song formed a single blade ball. The ball was not offside, and the linesman did not raise the flag."

"Pei song entered the restricted area with the ball. Pei song is a speed player with loose feet. He just hit the goal twice and didn't score the ball. Can he score this time? It's really a sweat

Keep going, the goalkeeper will attack! Pei song's volley is actually a spoon goal! Oh, in the face of this kind of ball, the goalkeeper can often look and sigh, the ball scored, four to one! "Huang Yuxiang shouted hoarsely.

With the goal, Pei song's mental shackles were immediately broken away. He ran crazy, shouted, and then slipped to the ground.

Fat Dragon, black egg and others ran to celebrate with him.

The players in class 24 and the substitutes off the court have dull eyes. Four to one. There are still 15 minutes to the game. Can you still win?

In the audience, Liu Renli pointed to the referee and shouted, "black whistle, you didn't fucking see it. You were offside just now, fool!"

Wang Luming stood up and walked out.

"Er, Wang Shao? Why don't you look..." someone shouted.

Liu Renli also stood up and chased Wang Luming. "Wipe his mother and kick like this. Only a fool will continue to watch. Remember the referee and look for someone to cut off his leg! In addition, investigate his son to see which school he went to and let him join the guild with Lao Tzu."

Wang Luming's purpose here is not to watch football, but to confirm that Jiang Wuchen has confirmed that it is really him. Is it still necessary to stay? Watch him abuse food?

No, Wang Shao looked at the face that made him hate. He had seen it for 20 years and didn't want to see it for more than a second.

"Four to one, is the score safe?" Huang Yuxiang asked Hao Yuandong.

Hao Yuandong said: "just now I said that the situation on the football field is changing rapidly. Do you remember the Champions League final between AC Milan and Liverpool from 2004 to 2005?"

Huang Yuxiang was stunned and his memory was blurred.

Hao Yuan said: "AC Milan opened the game in less than a minute. In the first half, it was 3-0. Everyone thought that Milan would win the game. Finally, Steven Gerrard was born. In just seven minutes, he led the team to score three goals in a row and draw AC Milan.

The two sides entered a penalty shoot out, and finally Milan lost to Liverpool... So, before the last minute, I believe no team can say to kill their opponents... "

Huang Yuxiang pointed to the court and suddenly said, "there's a situation. It's No. 8 again! No. 8 took the ball and passed it to Luan Tian. Luan Tian continued to pass the ball to Pei song. Pei song rushed up and the other party kicked. Pei song passed the ball to No. 8 and shot!! another heavy gun, the ball scored, five to one!!"

Hao Yuandong's words haven't finished yet. It's five to one.

Huang Yuxiang said, "Far East, it seems that this time... Class 12 should kill his opponent."

Hao Yuandong sighed, "at the moment, No. 8 is like Gerrard, tut Tut, leader! This is the real leader. This trip to Haichuan is worth it and let me see the hope of Chinese football in the future!"

On the court, Liu Yuandong slumped on the ground, his eyes a little dull. On the expanded scoring screen, bright numbers were on, five to one.

Like a sharp knife, it stabbed him in the heart.

At this moment, how he longed to incarnate into Siro, Messi, Salah and so on to change the whole game.

Unfortunately, this is destined to be a fantasy.

Looking at the popularity of jiangwuchen flowers holding the moon, and the roaring of thousands of students in the audience, Liu Yuandong was annoyed. He was unwilling to be a loser. He couldn't face this reality.

Standing up from the ground, he waved to the coach and made a change.

There was a flash of disappointment on the coach's face, which was to escape... After a sigh, the coach chose a replacement.

After replacing Liu Yuandong, class 24 seemed to have lost his soul. Class 12 frantically scored seven goals in the remaining ten minutes. Finally, the game was locked at 12:1, creating the biggest tragedy since the Super Cup.

On the rostrum, Zheng Guoxing was very excited. "It's really an exciting game. We should hold more such games in the future. It will increase the students' collective sense of honor, strengthen their health, and maybe transport football talents for the country."

"Ha ha, yes, what Zheng Dong said is reasonable, and we will adopt it." the school manager next to him is enthusiastic about clapping his horse.

At the end of the game, all the students of class 12 rushed into the court and enjoyed the joy brought by this moment. Class 24 was sad and lonely.

This is football, cruel and charming.

Jiang Wuchen only played one game, but scored eight goals in one breath. He is the best shooter, MVP

His appearance surprised everyone. His skill shocked thousands of people present. At the same time, everyone also reacted that they were cheated by class 12. It turned out that class 12 had such a powerful team member.

Jiang Wuchen can definitely become the most valuable player even in the professional league.

In a short half-time game, but more than 40 minutes, Jiang Wuchen captured the hearts of thousands of girls watching the scene. Li Li rushed over excitedly, threw herself into Jiang Wuchen's arms and kissed him hard on his face.

"Jiang Wuchen, you are great. I love you!"