Fuck, soone help!
Compared to the panicking goalkeeper, Jiang Nian wasn’t overthinking at all. His pace didn’t slow as he charged directly toward the goal.
He didn’t even need to shoot, the pressure was at its peak.
Finally, the opposing goalkeeper buckled under the imnse psychological pressure. He abandoned the goal and chose to attack proactively.
At this mont, everyone’s eyes were focused solely on Jiang Nian.
Hearts were in their throats.
Nearly ten minutes into the ga, the most thrilling breakthrough. The first score on the field, the best chance for a goal.
Jiang Nian, upon closing in on the goalkeeper, suddenly lifted his foot to shoot. The opponent instinctively lunged to save, but missed completely.
With a smooth feint, Jiang Nian pushed the ball to the right. With the ball, he swiftly maneuvered past the goalkeeper.
Now, only the empty goal was left before him.
He kicked and shot, no suspense!
The soccer ball spun and flew straight into the net! Beeeep---!!! A long whistle declared the goal valid, score successful!
"It... it’s in!!!"
"Holy shit, holy shit! Aaaaaah!!"
The entire Class Three went completely crazy; after a brief mont of breathlessness, they erupted into cheers that echoed to the skies.
"It’s in!" Qianqian was equally excited.
She’d been watching the match from the sidelines for ten minutes, her heart hanging in the air. After ten minutes of tension, she finally heard the good news.
The first goal, scored by Class Three!
"This is great!" Song Xiyun also let out a sigh of relief, grabbing Xu Qianqian’s hand, "I was almost scared to death just now."
" too, so nervous." Xu Qianqian blushed, "I’ve never been this nervous, as if I was playing myself."
Once relaxed, she rembered sothing. Pulling Song Xiyun along the sideline, she headed toward Class Three’s direction.
"Let’s go see just how pretty that teacher really is."
On the field, people were celebrating, but Jiang Nian didn’t have much reaction. Watching them cheer, he calmly arranged tactics and substitutions.
Li Hua was stunned, sincerely said.
"Honestly, I’m a bit touched. I thought you didn’t care about anything, turns out you’re the one who wants to win the most in our team."
Jiang Nian thought there was so truth in that; the team mbers would at most lose so ti and money, but losing for him would be the end.
"Indeed, I really want to win."
Li Hua slowly walked to the sideline, slightly stalling for ti.
Having an advantage now, stalling for a minute would make the advantage greater.
"Hua, want sothing to wipe sweat?" Zeng You took out a rag.
"Yes..." Li Hua was stunned, then cursed, "Chi Shi, damn you, isn’t this a blackboard eraser?"
"Just make do, will this work?" Zhao Hao took out a steel wool pad.
Li Hua wasn’t really going to wipe his sweat, cursed under his breath, and walked away.
"Damn, a bunch of idiots."
The match continued, this ti Class Three wasn’t so lucky. The opponent scored a goal in the last few minutes of the first half.
Jiang Nian really couldn’t help, not in ti to save it.
Lin Dong and the others were running out of stamina, but fortunately, they still had the decency. During the fallback, they didn’t walk, but jogged slowly.
The defense line was already broken, tied at one to one.
From afar, Jiang Nian exchanged glances with a few team mbers from Class Three. Lin Dong nodded, preparing to go off for a rest.
Beeeep!
In the last few minutes of the first half, the opponent’s "Love Brother" was confidently attacking. Unexpectedly, from the left, Lin Dong slid into the field.
With a bang.
The ball flew out, and Lin Dong crashed into the opponent’s "Love Brother." Directly tackled him out, slid half a ter.
"Holy shit!"
"Dong, you’re aweso, so fierce!"
"Like a frog, so fierce."
The opponent’s "Love Brother" was directly paralyzed on the spot, face contorted in pain.
"Damn you, can you even..."
"Sorry, sorry." Lin Dong apologized proactively, helping him up, "I’m new, really sorry."
End of the first half.
Lin Dong tackled the ball first, didn’t tackle from behind. Didn’t lift his sole, so the referee didn’t call a foul.
But he stepped down voluntarily, subbed with Sun Zhicheng.
"Ah Cheng, rember to tackle the ankle." Lin Dong patted his shoulder, completing the passing of the torch, "We gotta win."
On the other side, Xu Qianqian had already t the teacher Jiang Nian ntioned.
From a distance, she took a look at Qingbao, saw Jiang Nian walking towards her during halfti and taking a bottle of water from her.
Another rather mature female teacher also walked over, patted Jiang Nian’s shoulder and said sothing with a smile.
She couldn’t help squinting her eyes, her brows slightly furrowed.
"Very pretty?"
Although... there’s still a gap compared to herself, she was confident. In a few years, her aura would be more outstanding than that teacher’s.
Mature woman, damn it!
Just as Xu Qianqian was staring at Qingbao studying, Song Xiyun suddenly asked from the side.
"Should we go over?"
"No, look at how smug he is." Xu Qianqian instinctively refused, "Not going over, look at how he laughs."
Song Xiyun glanced over, pursed her lips.
"Alright then."
Li Qingrong originally wanted to bring water to Jiang Nian, but saw from afar that Qingbao had given him so. So she didn’t go, as the other party was a teacher after all.
Zhang Ningzhi was the sa, deterred by the fact that it was a teacher.
After all, the two teachers had co to watch the match for Class Three, and staying this long was already quite decent of them.
She huffed, glaring at Jiang Nian a few tis, twisted open electrolyte water, and guzzled a few mouthfuls.
Cheating cat!!
Chen Yunyun, on this side, saw Wang Yuhe socially anxious. So she didn’t go over either, just watched from afar, waiting for the second half to start.
The break wasn’t long, the second half started soon.
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