"yeah."

Seeing Li Zhiqiu scored again, the first-year high school team members clenched their fists and shouted loudly, as if they were scoring their own goals.

"Li Zhiqiu, let's have another one."

"Li Zhiqiu, I love you."

"Li Zhiqiu, come on."

...

The onlookers burst into extremely powerful shouts. At this time, the number of students who came to the football field to watch the game had reached six or seven hundred, and the stands that were used in the sports meet were filled with people around the football field. From time to time, students who heard the news came into the crowd.

The students who saw such a stunning long-distance shot for the first time were all exclaiming and joined the cheering without hesitation. They didn't care which team belonged to.

Compared to everyone's shouting, Lou Kelan and others seemed a little weak when they shouted, but they didn't care whether the boy heard their shouting, and still waved his hands and shouted with great excitement.

As Li Zhiqiu scored the third goal and tied the score, the whistle of the half-court sounded. The rules of this friendly match were quite simple. The referee basically had no effect except for time and scores.

Before Li Zhiqiu could react, the crowd rushed over and drowned him, and the fragrance was so fragrant that it was unbearable.

"Zhiqiu, drink water."

After finally rushing into the crowd, Lou Kelan just handed the water to the boy's hand and was squeezed out, which made her feel a little annoyed. It was not good for a boy to be too good.

After working hard to squeeze out the crowd, Li Zhiqiu let out a heavy breath, picked up the water sent by the girl and took a sip. At this time, the mineral water bottles had been deformed.

At this time, the senior high school student, who was the referee, finally played a role, holding a loudspeaker he got from somewhere to maintain order.

The students who still wanted to watch the second half of the game naturally walked out of the football field. If you want to say that the quality education of Anping No. 1 Middle School is still good, no one can do anything inappropriate, at most they will just take advantage of the boys.

"Zhiqiu."

As everyone was about to go on stage, a crisp sound rang out.

Li Zhiqiu, who felt someone approaching, looked back and smelled a gust of fragrant wind. He was about to take a step back when the girl was already rubbing a snow-white handkerchief on his forehead.

"oh……"

Seeing such a "touching" scene, the other team members made ambiguous howls, and the students around them were even more surprised and suspicious, attracting everyone's eyes.

At that moment, the audience's eyes were focused on the pretty face.

“It’s so despicable.”

Seeing Ren Yun wipe the boy's sweat without caring about hundreds of eyes, Lou Kelan couldn't help but mutter, saying that she was showing off her nakedness. However, she couldn't help but admire the other party's courage. Lou Kelan believed that she might not be able to do it.

"Can I do it?"

Without saying anything, Li Ruohan asked himself with his hands tightly.

"Thanks."

Smiling at the girl, Li Zhiqiu turned his head and walked towards the other team members without any trace, but felt like he was overturned with five flavor bottles, both ups and downs, and both.

How great it would be if he wasn't a zombie.

"You're welcome, come on."

Carefully putting his handkerchief on, Ren Yun waved his fist at the boy, blushed and ran back to Liu Shanshan.

Li Zhiqiu, who was feeling a little depressed, looked at the senior high school team walking towards the opposite side, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

At the beginning of the second half, Li Zhiqiu looked at the five people surrounding him, two of whom were his classmates, and was even more unhappy.

"This is too shameless."

"This is really a senior year versus a senior year. No matter how I look at it, I think it is a senior year versus a professional player."

"Can you be more shameless?"

"I heard that the captain of the senior high school team is still the first in the grade. Now I have gained some knowledge."

...

Looking at the five-on-one scene in the field, the crowd of onlookers sighed from time to time, especially some boys, who were not stingy with their eloquence. The boys in the senior year blushed and were embarrassed to their grandma's house. However, some boys in the senior year gloated, and Jin Kui, who was handsome and excellent in grades, was also envied by many people.

The girls were much more direct and shouted loudly for Li Zhiqiu. The besieged boy became the target of a weak person, which aroused the girls' indignation.

After running gently for a few times, and then suddenly accelerated, Li Zhiqiu found that the five people beside him didn't care about anything else and kept following his footsteps, which made people feel so painful.

"yeah."

A burst of excitement sounded, and Li Zhiqiu looked at it and found that it was Jin Kui who broke through their defense behind and scored a goal alone.

Even if five people came to defend Li Zhiqiu, the other nine high school first-year players were still unable to catch up against the fierce attacks of five high-year players. Except for Ji Fei and two teammates who could also intercept, the other high-year players were running around and working hard.

With his hand clenched his fists, Jin Kui looked at Li Zhiqiu who was surrounded in the middle. A sunny smile appeared on his handsome face, which made many girls shake their minds.

"Liang Guang."

"then."

Hearing Li Zhiqiu's shout, Liang Guang, who had just received the pass, raised his foot and thrust the ball, and the football flew directly to Li Zhiqiu who was surrounded.

Li Zhiqiu jumped up hard, and looked at the five people who had no movement, and his mouth slightly raised.

"Bang."

As Li Zhiqiu's head hit, the football flew towards the goal of the senior high school team with a whistling sound.

Although the goalkeeper estimated the right position, the football still flew into the goal with his hand.

Football enters the net with a sound.

“Wow…dam…”

"You want to go against the will of heaven."

A long-distance header made the students watching the game scream, and the students sitting in the stands stood up.

"Zhiqiu, I love you."

Seeing Li Zhiqiu scoring a header, Lou Kelan, who was just worried about the boy, shouted excitedly.

"Li Zhiqiu, come on."

"Li Zhiqiu, I like you."

"Li Zhiqiu, you are so handsome."

...

Accompanied by the silence for a few seconds, the girls watching burst into loud shouts and various slogans, which made the entire football field fall into a frenzy and noisy.

At this time, the players on both sides looked at the goal with a look of surprise, and then looked at Li Zhiqiu who was smiling, and his mood was extremely complicated for a while. Those who know football knowledge naturally knew the difficulty of shooting from a long distance, let alone a header. It seems that there are very few professional players who can do it. If the players of the Celestial National Team had such strength, they would have won the championship long ago.

"Zhiqiu, you are going to go against the will of heaven."

Squeezing away the stunned five people, Ji Fei patted Li Zhiqiu on the shoulder and said, "This header is so domineering. He really wants to cut open the other party's head to see what it is made of."

"Zhiqiu, we rely on you."

"I know autumn, our admiration for you is like a surging river."

"Zhiqiu, it's awesome."

......

The other team members also ran over excitedly and expressed their admiration for Li Zhiqiu.

"Okay, OK, the second half has just begun, everyone is here to go."

He smiled and said something to everyone. Li Zhiqiu looked at the five people surrounding him, nodded friendly, and noticed Chen Defeng's pig-like faces, and felt a little relieved.

Sitting and waiting for death has never been Li Zhiqiu's style. When the senior high school team was kicking off, Li Zhiqiu ran away on the field and slowly accelerated, causing the five people following him to complain.

When the senior high school team passed the ball three times and Jin Kui was about to shoot again, Li Zhiqiu's speed had reached the speed of sprinting for a hundred meters, throwing the five people behind him far away, causing the students watching around to scream.

"Swoosh."

Jin Kui, who was about to shoot, had a flash of intuition before his eyes. He kicked his feet subconsciously but found that he had kicked in. When he turned his head in surprise, a loud shout came from his ears.

Li Zhiqiu scored another goal.

Score, 5 to 4.

"I said, is this a comparison?"

Seeing the wind-like figure and explosive shots, some boys began to mutter, their strength was not on the same level.

"Sister, do professional players have this level?"

"If Li Zhiqiu joins the national team, there is no hope of promotion."

"Is this still playing football? Why do I feel like it's a 100-meter race?"

...

The boys who love football are speechless to Li Zhiqiu. They run so fast and can shoot accurately. They are so awesome that professional players will be ashamed when they see it. Even if Zidane and other superstars come over, they probably will have to hold their heads and cry.

With a strong shock, Li Zhiqiu kept running on the football field, without giving the other party a chance to surround him. Rufeng's figure blew a fierce heat.

One, two, three...

Continuous steals, goals, steals, and goals...

Li Zhiqiu uses practical actions to tell people what a real hat trick is. The shouts around him have never stopped, and there is even a tendency to become more and more intense.

When the fifth consecutive goal was scored, the players of the senior high school team were already numb and even had no motivation to dribble. As soon as they got the ball, they could feel a breeze blowing, and a fierce shouting burst out around them. Without looking, they knew that Li Zhiqiu had scored another goal.

Like the players of the senior high school team, the players of the senior high school team were a little idle. They had to try their best to steal the ball to feed Li Zhiqiu. But when Li Zhiqiu started to explode, they found that they had nothing to do. The only thing they had to do was to block the opponent's dribble slightly, and even the steal was wrapped up by Li Zhiqiu.

After scoring goals again and again, Li Zhiqiu regarded the goal as the God who teased him, and every time he attacked with all his might. Even if the senior high school team was sluggish, Li Zhiqiu did not stop ravaging them. At this time, he was not playing football, but a complaint against God.
Chapter completed!