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."

At the side, Mu Xinyi teased, "Hewen, what you said is wrong. They won the battle by relying on their own strength and not by threatening the opponent. From what you're saying, could it be that your Zhang Han secretly threatened Class 8? I have to report him. "

Chen Hewen wrinkled his nose and pretended to be unhappy, "Xinyi, I'm not talking about you at all. You don't respect your elders and your 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 to discipline you properly. Even brother betrayed you." As he spoke, he scratched Mu Xinyi's itch.

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

Ye Xuan sighed and said, "Sigh, two happy people. I look down on you two. With a husband, I'll forget about friends."

Mu Xinyi and Chen Hewen said in unison, "If you can't do it, you can also find one. I think it's quite suitable for you to introduce our family's Su Xiang to you."

Ye Xuan blinked, "Him? Forget it. I'm a game addict. I'm afraid I'm going down the wrong path." Look at him, he's as thin as a twig, and he doesn't have any sense of security. "Xinyi Zhang Song is still the best. How about you give your Zhang Song to me, haha." As he spoke, he looked at Mu Xinyi as if he was speaking the truth.

Mu Xinyi thoughtfully said, "Alright, I have no objections as long as Zhang Song agrees. Good child, quickly go confess, haha."

Ye Xuan helplessly rolled his eyes and changed the topic. "Do you guys know the list for today's match?"

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

Chen Hewen seemed to recall something as he continued, "Yesterday, I heard Zhang Han say that Zhang Song still won't be going on stage today. Xinyi, do you know the reason?"

Mu Xinyi's eyes dimmed and said, "I don't know. I never ask about these things. I believe that there must be a reason why he doesn't go on stage. Actually, it doesn't matter whether he goes on stage or not. The champion is still our class."

Ye Xuan saw through Mu Xinyi's thoughts and consoled her, "He is our class' trump card. He might even give us a surprise at the very last moment. I really want to see his brilliant football skills."

Chen Hewen also agreed, "Let's just wait for Zhang Song's wonderful performance. When the time comes, you better not be a fool, Xinyi." "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. He said gently to Mu Xinyi, "What are you smiling at? So happy. "

The two of them received the breakfast and Ye Xuan thanked them. Mu Xinyi smiled and said, "I'm laughing at you. If you want to know the details, you'll have to ask Ye Xuan. " After speaking, he turned his gaze to Ye Xuan.

At this moment, Ye Xuan lowered his head, and his face flushed red.

Seeing Ye Xuan's awkward expression, Mu Xinyi knew she couldn't tease him anymore. She took out a book from her desk and handed it to Zhang Song. "Here's your book. Quickly go rest."

Zhang Song took the book and said, "Yes." As he spoke, he rushed to his seat.

Chen Hewen looked at the extremely bashful Ye Xuan and joked, "Wow, love is truly delicious. It's all the taste of love. Ye Xuan, don't be polite. Hurry up and eat it. It won't taste good when it gets cold."

Ye Xuan shyly said, "I won't bother with you guys. You're 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 players from both sides had already entered the stadium. With a whistle from the referee, the football began to spin under the foot of the opponent. A series of beautiful movements broke through the encirclement of Zuo Zhixing, Zhang Jun, and Zhou Xinmin.

Zhang Song and Su Xiang sat on the substitutes' bench, observing the situation on the field. Su Xiang was the first to speak, "I didn't expect that Class 8 would improve so quickly. Zhang Song, are you really not going to compete today?"

Zhang Song stared at the stage and did not look at Su Xiang. He said, "This competition is enough as long as you guys are here. It's the same 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 field, looking at the few people of Class 8 who were about to break through the defensive line of Class 2 and enter the restricted area, Mu Xinyi, Chen Hewen, and Ye Xuan's cheering squad also started to get anxious.

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.

At this moment, the stage moved. The three attacking players formed a "one" formation as goalkeeper Zhang Fei stared fixedly at the football without making the slightest movement. In the opponent's stadium, Zuo Zhixing, Zhang Jun, Zhang Han, and the others had already taken their positions. They turned around and stared at the football under the opponent's 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 a single move. He did not even notice the man leading the ball. At this moment, all he could see was 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 audience did not see it clearly did not mean that Zhang Fei did not see it 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 was the one who took the lead first and launched the soccer ball first. This allowed him to clearly see the trajectory of the football, and without any fancy movements, he directly jumped high to the left. To everyone's surprise, Zhang Fei was holding the football 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 charging towards him, a sneer appeared on his face. A tall football was shot to Zhang Han's feet, and without any hesitation, his right foot, which had been accumulating power for a long time, shot out violently towards Zhang Fei's football. 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 and Chen Hewen's cheering squad saw the score, they became extremely excited and shouted for Class Two to cheer for them. 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. "

Some of the people who were thinking seemed to suddenly understand something and turned their gazes to 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 were celebrating Zhang Han's goals before starting the match again. After getting into Class 8 once, they had adopted a strategy of keeping the match stable. Zhang Jun and the others were at their wits end, so the match ended in a stalemate. In less than ten minutes, the first half of the first half was over.

The other side switched out with two people, while Su Xiang changed into his.

In a corner of the audience stands: "This Zhang Song brat is really good. I wonder what he's planning to do after changing into Su Xiang." A young and handsome young man couldn't help but ask.

"Director Wang, there are quite a few people in your class. There's also that Zhang Song. It's a pity that he still hasn't gone on stage. If he had gone on stage, this match would not have been suspenseful."

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 stopped talking and remembered that Zhang Song had come 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.