At two o'clock in the afternoon, the playground was full of people.

Today is the first game of the Xia Chun Cup, Class 3 versus Class 7.

The stands were already full of students.

At the rostrum, Zhang Chunshui sat there with Pider with a smile on his face.

"Coach Pidel, that's our class team. The one standing at the front, tall and wearing No. 7 jersey, is Yi Sicheng." Zhang Chunshui stretched out his hand, pointed to the side of the court, and turned towards him.

Pider explained next to him.

The translator on the side told Pinder what Zhang Chunshui said. Pinder glanced over there, nodded slightly, looked a little serious, and said nothing.

He has dedicated his life to football and has seen countless amazing and talented players. From Pider's international perspective, it is difficult for anyone to really surprise him.

Football skills can be acquired through acquired training, but ball feel is different. Extraordinary ball feel often means being able to complete actions that others cannot achieve. This is also the talent of football players.

If it weren't for the fact that Gu Qinghai came out of Minghai's second team, Pider wouldn't have much interest in coming to watch the game.

Even Gu Qinghai, who Minghai No. 2 Middle School is proud of, can only be regarded as a somewhat outstanding player in Pider's eyes, but is far from outstanding.

Seeing Yi Sicheng over there, Piddle paused and then slowly spoke: "I hope he can bring me enough surprises. If he is really a talented player, I will make the decision and absorb him into the team."

national team."

"Moreover, if his talent is really extraordinary, I would even be happy to introduce him to my old club, Chris Bill." Pider spoke slowly, and the translator next to him translated his words into Chinese and told Zhang Chunshui.

Zhang Chunshui's face lit up and he quickly thanked her, feeling secretly happy in his heart.

Chris Bill's team is definitely one of the top three teams in the entire football world. If Yi Sicheng can play for such a team, then he will 100% become a real international star.

Zhang Chunshui could even imagine that he would go out in the future and be introduced to someone as the high school teacher of Chris Bill's star Yi Sicheng.

Just thinking about it made Zhang Chunshui full of excitement.

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"There are still ten minutes left. The game will start in ten minutes. There is water here. You have to work hard."

Unlike the eager atmosphere at the stadium in Class 3, the stadium in Class 7 seems to be much quieter.

Chen Meng took a few boys and brought two boxes of water and placed them in the rest area. He glanced at the third team players in the opposite half with a look of worry in his beautiful eyes.

"No matter what, we have to do our best in the first half!" Zhao Dong took a deep breath and drank a large amount of water.

The stands were already full of students. It was a very shameful thing to lose too much, even if the opponent was Yi Sicheng.

"Where is Lin Yi?" Chen Meng looked around, but did not see Lin Yi.

In the morning, Lin Yi left the classroom after beating Zheng Changhe and did not appear again.

Class 7 itself is missing a substitute. If Lin Yi doesn't come, then Class 7 will have no substitute. This situation is very unfavorable.

"That kid probably ran away." Zhao Dong looked disdainful.

"That's right, he kicked a stupid ball by himself. He must have been afraid of embarrassment, so he ran away first." The players on the side agreed.

"Damn, this bastard injured Feng Yong, and now he just ran away leaving a mess behind. What a bastard!"

Now, at this moment, not many people think about Lin Yi anymore.

The game was about to begin, and Zhao Dong was not even sure whether the players on his side could keep the score below 5-0.

Class Three is a strong opponent, and Yi Sicheng is one of the lions.

"Okay, everyone, cheer up and leave Lin Yi alone. Prepare to play and do your best. Even if you lose, you can't lose too badly." Chen Meng encouraged the players.

"That's right! Let's fight!" Zhao Dong roared.

"come on!"

The Class 7 team began to enter the field.

In the square formation of Class Three over there, Yi Sicheng stood at the front with the ball under his feet.

After arranging the tactics, Yi Sicheng seemed very relaxed. The atmosphere in the entire third class was very relaxed. For them, with Yi Sicheng, it was just a matter of winning the score.

"I'm sorry, buddy, I may not be able to keep my hand today." Yi Sicheng looked at Zhao Dong who was coming on the field and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

He already knew about Pider, so in this game, Yi Sicheng decided to show his true nature and play with perfect statistics!

"Yisicheng! Come on!"

"Yi Sicheng is so handsome."

"It's so cool. Class 3 will definitely beat Class 7 this time." The girls from Class 3 gathered around and looked at Yi Sicheng over there with a bit of obsession in their eyes.

A handsome boy, good at playing football, and with a good family background. No matter from every point of view, Yi Sicheng is the most perfect prince charming in their minds.

"Fang You, who is your friend's name, Lin Yi? I heard that he seems to be trying to kick the entire crowd by himself?" In the stands of another class, a girl raised her head and glanced at the position of Class 7.

, Lin Yi was not found.

Regarding what Lin Yi said at the mobilization meeting this morning, countless people have passed it on to each other. Most of them regarded it as a joke, and not many people really took it seriously.

It's just that Lin Yi has obviously become a laughing stock in everyone's eyes.

"I don't know, maybe I'm not feeling well." Fang You glanced at the court and didn't see Lin Yi, and felt relieved.

It would be so embarrassing if Lin Yi really came on the field and was kicked out by Yi Sicheng.

"Tch, you're just a coward. I heard that a few days ago, this Lin Yicheng said that Yi Sicheng's football was rubbish. Many people were not worthy of playing football with him. In the end, didn't he become a deserter?"

The other girl pouted, obviously disdainful of Lin Yi.

"Stop talking, the game has begun!"

Fang You frowned.

The whistle for the start of the game sounded at this time, and Fang You was too lazy to think about where Lin Yi was.

She stretched her neck and looked in the direction of Yi Sicheng.

Yi Sicheng took the ball, and he quickly headed towards the Class 7 stadium with the ball, very fast.

"Stop him!"

Zhao Dong shouted, and then he led two players and rushed toward Yi Sicheng in a triangle formation.

"Yi Sicheng, pass the ball!"

Someone in the stands shouted.

Zhao Dong and the other two blocked Yi Sicheng's path very well. From this point of view, only passing the ball is the best option.

However, Yi Sicheng raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the oncoming Zhao Dong and the other two people with disdain in his eyes.

"When I played a practice match with you, I just treated it as a simple game and didn't use my true strength at all. The encirclement you blocked in front of me, in my opinion, was just a piece of paper that could be easily pierced.

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Yi Sicheng did not choose to pass the ball. His speed increased instead of decreasing, and he directly met Zhao Dong and the others.

"He wants to force his way in! Stop him!" Zhao Dong's expression turned sideways, his body tilted, and he stretched out his right foot in a diagonal shovel, trying to scoop off Yi Sicheng's ball.

At this time, the other two people blocked Yi Sicheng directly with their bodies, trying to stop him.

"madness!"

Yi Sicheng snorted coldly. When Zhao Dong came forward, he suddenly lifted the football up and jumped on one foot.

Yi Sicheng took the ball and jumped over Zhao Dong. Before the football landed, he tapped lightly with his toes on the side of the football, changing the landing point of the football, and then quickly accelerated. From then on,

The two of them passed by directly.

Perfect dribbling!

Yi Sicheng dribbled the ball past and fired a powerful volley from outside the penalty area.

The football made a perfect arc, dodged the goalkeeper's attack, and landed in the net!

The ball went in!

It starts in less than five minutes.

Class three leads one to zero!

The whole audience cheered and shouted the name of Yi Si City.

Yi Sicheng stood there, his head raised proudly.

The players in Class 7 all looked ugly.

Chen Meng's face turned pale.

From the rostrum, Pider nodded slightly, but there was not much emotion in his eyes.

In the library, Lin Yi yawned, stood up from his seat, stood in front of the window, and looked at the direction of the stadium in the distance, his eyes full of teasing.

"Emperors conquered the world with swords and guns, and women conquered emperors with beauty. Football should have been a battle between princes, competing for the honor that belongs to men, but unfortunately, everything is a bit too simple for me now."

Lin Yi sighed slightly, seeming to be a little uninterested.

After standing in front of the window for a moment, Lin Yi didn't turn his head and said coldly: "I've been hiding for long enough. If others know that Liu Luran, the well-deserved school beauty of Minghai No. 2 Middle School, is spying on me, Lin Yi, I really don't know those guys.
To be continued...