The first ball was the passerby defender who made a mistake. He threw the ball on defense and missed it to Bai Shaoxian behind him.

Bai Shao first volleyed and scored a goal.

Pei Xiaowei grabbed the second ball and was a bit reckless, and Bai Shao first penetrated it.

Then facing the goalkeeper, Bai Shao first pushed the ball and scored in the near corner.

Behind two goals, the second team members were all a little dejected.

They originally planned to stabilize the defense and let Chu Ge fight back and strive to score a goal.

But now, Chu Ge has not yet got the chance, and the score is already two goals behind.

The lineup is not complete and the score is still behind. Is this game already a sure loss?

"Stay away, the strength of this second class is too poor!"

"That's it! There is no suspense in the game at all, one-sided."

"Everyone says that Chu Ge is so powerful, isn't he still known as Little Messi? Why is it all the performances of Bai Shaoxian alone, and Chu Ge doesn't perform at all."

The people who were eating melons were talking about it, and they were all disappointed with the game.

It turned out that they were looking forward to a even match, but unexpectedly they were one-sided. Chu Ge, who was known as Messi, did not show his strength at all, which greatly reduced their interest in this game.

Someone slowly left the market.

At this time, the person who was still watching the game began to have fun on their own.

"It's not interesting to watch the football like this, so why don't we add some lottery."

"What's the lottery?" someone asked.

"Open!"

"How to open it?" I heard that there was a lottery, and someone was interested immediately.

"Betting on winning or losing, betting. Whoever loses asks the winner to eat ice cream."

"good!"

"I will win by squad six!"

"I'll be on the sixth shift too!"

"Me too!"

...

"Wait, I'm all over the sixth shift, so how can I bet..." The person who opened the market was stunned.

Everyone looked at each other.

"I will win by defeating the second class!"

At this moment, a person walked out of the girls' team, with short hair, blue clothes and white skirt.

"Lin Murong?"

Someone immediately recognized her.

"Who is Lin Murong?"

Someone immediately asked in a low voice.

"Lin Murong, you don't know! The top student in the school, the class monitor of Class 2!"

"Damn! This girl is so amazing!"

"Wow! I really didn't expect that I was so beautiful and had such good academic performance. I just had a little flat breasts..."

"If my breasts are big, who will be the school beauties in this middle school..."

Everyone was talking about it.

When Lin Murong heard the boys' nonsense, she stood up with her eyebrows.

"Who is talking nonsense!"

She swept into the crowd.

Although Lin Murong was just a girl, when she was angry, the boys were silent all of a sudden, all of them lowered their eyebrows and avoided her gaze.

Her aura shocked all the boys.

"snort!"

Lin Murong couldn't find the person she talked about before, so she could only be temporarily.

"What? Can't I join the bet?"

She looked at the male classmate who opened the market again.

"Yes! Yes!"

The man quickly said with a bitter face.

Lin Murong won by defeating Class 2, and he was not surprised, because Lin Murong was the squad leader of Class 2, so she definitely hoped Class 2 would win.

"It's just that, you lady's ice cream, I wonder how many people have the courage to eat it."

He muttered silently in his heart, not daring to say it out.

"I will also defeat Chu Ge!"

Seeing that Lin Murong could participate, some girls immediately ran out.

"Chu Ge!"

"Chu Ge wins!"

...

More than half of the girls ran over and bet on the bets.

There are also some that may be because of being shy and did not dare to come.

Unlike boys, all the girls who came here were forced to win the second class of Chu Ge.

Sure enough, this is still a world that depends on the face.

Class 6 vs. Class 2, and boy vs. girls, the contrast is clear.

"Girls do have long hair and short knowledge. They are obviously behind, but they dare to win against Class 2..."

Someone complained.

"Um?"

Lin Murong glanced at him and his voice disappeared immediately.

The game on the court has been going on for more than 30 minutes.

The score is still 0:2.

After Bai Shao scored twice, everyone's physical fitness may be a little tight, or Class 6 thought the victory was decided and slowed down, and neither team scored another goal.

The scene was a little calmer.

After the initial panic, the defense of Class 2 began to gradually stabilize.

They gradually cooperated with the four passers-by and were no longer as strange as before.

However, in the scene, Class 2 is still more passive.

Class 6 threatened the goal less often, but the ball was still on their side. Most of the time, they were the one who controlled the ball.

Maybe because of the long time of possession and no goal was scored, the players in Class 6 gradually relaxed.

During a cross pass, a defender made a mistake in passing, and the football was snatched up by Pei Xiaowei and cut it off.

"Army!"

Pei Xiaowei knew that he was good at competing with others, but his feet were not good at skill. After getting the ball, he did not choose to dribble, but shouted Zhong Dajun's name and passed the ball in his direction.

Like Chu Ge, Zhong Dajun also played for the forward.

However, he is usually a substitute.

In this game, because the team played in a single forward formation, Zhong Dajun sacrificed his characteristics and came to the midfield.

Pei Xiaowei was not far from Zhong Dajun when he intercepted the ball, so he gave the ball to him without hesitation.

Zhong Dajun took the ball, but he was not panicked.

Although he was just a substitute for the team, he had played for a year. After taking the ball, he didn't rush to get the ball out, but raised his head to find Chu Ge's position.

Sure enough, on the other side of the court, Chu Ge had already run to the sideline, raising his arms to ask him for the ball.

"Boss Chu, I'm here to see you!"

Zhong Dajun raised his foot and kicked the football forward without thinking.

Bang!
To be continued...