"Exterior Dog!"

"Twenty! Aruba Aruba!"

"I can't bear it. I've never seen such a crazy person. Jiang Nian, you really deserve to die. I'll take it all for you!"

"You're taking the exam for 97." Jiang Nian said in one sentence, "Why don't you talk anymore? Are you born cold?"

"Damn!"

"Damn it, idiot!"

"I really want to kill him. The exam is amazing at 97!"

A group of people quarreled and rushed to the sports field.

In the afternoon, the bare football field was swept through the withered grass, and there were already many people on the high platforms on both sides.

In the first game, there were many people coming to observe the rules.

Among them are some beautiful juniors and some beautiful Nanliang juniors, who blushed the abstract births of Class 3.

"That, look, that...

"So handsome."

"Look at that one, it's so strong."

"Like an orangutan."

Several people changed their clothes and went on stage, squatted on the ground and tied their shoelaces tightly. The people from the Olympic Class 1 were also doing the same action. The referee was the teacher of the Sports Department. The marmot was scared out of the ground at the sports meeting twice.

middle-aged grudges.

His eyes swept across the players on both sides and suddenly froze on Jiang Nian.

"Um?"

"Why is it him?"

"Where is the red card? It's obviously in your pocket."

Even though the game has not started, the referee has subconsciously prepared to blow the whistle. This person looks like he is in violation of regulations and must be sent off!

"Forget it, this is a football game. The rules are open and transparent. Even if he has great skills, he will not be able to make any trouble."

"Silentless, can the grade group blacklist this person!"

Jiang Nian was stretching with his teammates at this moment. He couldn't hear the referee's complaints, but he clearly heard Li Hua's mumblings.

"I am a chicken, a happy pheasant. The chickens around me know that I am happy."

Jiang Nian: "?"

"Hua, what are you chanting on the horse?"

"Song of Pheasant."

"Hmm? Lin Dong, why are you here? Hu Nianzhong was pushed by you. Damn, you substitute to the starter?"

Lin Dong lifted his hair and said firmly.

"On the other side...is the enemy."

"ah?"

"Yuan Zhengchuan, that ex-boyfriend." Lin Dong mentioned, "It's a pity that he fell on the road to the Holy Grail War."

God's Holy Grail War, whose cup?

"Not Ge......" Jiang Nian was speechless. In the first starting lineup, the substitute Huangmao defeated the honest man.

The scene cannot be said to be disorganized, it can only be said to be a mess.

"Don't worry, I will be responsible for stopping Yuan Zhengchuan." Lin Dong patted his chest and ignited inexplicably.

Ten minutes later, the players from both sides were called to the center of the court by the referee. They started shaking hands first and then prepared for the opening.

At this time, the boys and girls in Class 3 finally came down.

"Class 3! Come on!"

"Class 3! Will win!"

At dusk, the girl's crisp shout echoed on the court, and the first class shouted the name of a boy, "Shao Ziheng! Come on!"

Hearing this, Li Hua looked back while walking towards the midfield. He coughed at Jiang Nian and asked curiously.

"Then what Shao, who?"

"Who knows, you can see which byd on the other side plays the most powerfully, which is who." Jiang Nian looked indifferent.

"Will it be positive or negative?" The referee looked at Jiang Nian and glanced at the average Shao Ziheng, who was also one-meter-eight-meter-old man.

When the two stood together, the smell of gunpowder rose.

Yuan Zhengchuan, the loser of the Holy Grail War, also stood on the right side of the midfield. He happened to face Lin Dong, and his expression was a little awkward.

"Of course." Shao Zihengyi's entire muscle scholar said arrogantly at Jiang Nian, "I'm more decent than you!"

"Is your mother right?" Jiang Nian asked calmly.

"Grass****!" Shao Ziheng broke his defense in an instant, and had never seen such a dirty person before. "Are you fucking sick?"

"Referee, where is the yellow card?" Jiang Nian pointed to Shao Ziheng on the opposite side, "This person scolded me, my head started to hurt."

"You're talking nonsense!" Shao Ziheng said angrily.

Referee: ".

4

Damn it, where did the weirdness come from? Two of them appeared at the same time.

"Ahem, shut up!" The referee's face sank, "The first time I warn you, I'll send you off."

"Fuck!" Shao Ziheng cursed silently.

He stared at Jiang Nian with bad eyes, thinking that the weak chicken in Class 3 would disperse him later and let him know what the school team was.

Just as I was thinking, a few sweet shouts from girls sounded from the edge of the stands of the football field.

"Jiang Nian! Come on!"

Before the game started, Shao Ziheng was naturally attracted. He turned his head and looked outside the field, narrowing his eyes.

I saw a few pretty girls standing outside the court, waving and shouting. Their beauty was completely different from the style of the surroundings.

Even the dim dusk became brighter.

Shao Ziheng was lost in his mind at first. He had long heard that there were many beautiful girls in Class 3, and today he was even worse than seeing them.

Usually I can only see one or two occasionally, but today I have all arrived. Two or three stand together, each with their own characteristics.

His eyes were completely overwhelmed and he almost forgot that he was still playing football.

At this time, the group was also shouting in unison as if they were competing.

"Shao Ziheng, come on! Shao Ziheng, first!

The small words are set one by one, easily overshadowing the crisp shouts of the girls in Class 3. It is like a big bell, resounding throughout the stadium.

But Shao Ziheng came to his senses.

But the person was still a little dazed. He heard the fairy voice covered by the roar of the tractor, and a lost expression appeared on his face.

He couldn't help but fantasize that if...:::. The crisp cheer just now was given to him.

Unfortunately, it was given to others on the other side.

Shao Ziheng thought for a while and asked at the person facing him.

"Jiang Nian?"

"Oh."

After confirming that the other party was Jiang Nianhou, Shao Ziheng felt mixed feelings. His back expanded and his bones slammed, "You deserve to die!"

With the sound of the bell, the coin was thrown into the air.

With a bang, the referee was covered on the back of his hand. The three of them looked at the back of their hands at the same time, and the referee slowly moved his palm away.

"Loss! The third class kicks off!"

"Damn!!!" Class 3 cheered abstractly and deliberately made the other party's mentality, "Oh, what bad luck is on the other side!"

"Tsk, to be honest, my grandma can win even if she stands here."

"It's stable, I've started to study the opponent in the next game."

Class 3's trash talk successfully interfered with the emotions of the players in Class 1. They all cursed one after another, and the defenders stepped forward unconsciously.

At this time, Jiang Nian, who was originally a class of offensive formation, suddenly kicked off and kicked Sun Zhicheng, pretending to run to the opponent's infield.

When Shao Ziheng saw the ball suddenly open, he instinctively pressed forward.
To be continued...