The Magic Trading System

"Wipe! Today is an eye opener. "

"I've never seen anyone who dares to play like this before."

"It's also the first time that I've seen a fancy performance of kicking the ball so high and catching it steadily without even moving. Can't some of the best players in the world do that?"

"How insidious! This man is obviously a football expert, but he has to pretend to be blind. Is that to make everyone happy? "

"I estimated that at the beginning, he played that hand to paralyze his opponent!"

"Paralyzed! I don't think jingtongxin is his opponent at all! We can see from the performance just now that Jing Tongxin is not the same level as him! "

People are talking about it.

Over there, Jing Tongxin looks at this scene, his face is a little blue.

If he just despised Zheng Hao, now he is full of worries.

"Bah! I didn't expect that the goods were playing the trick of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger! " Wu Kun vomited phlegm, and his eyes also showed helplessness and depression.

"Well, Xiaoxin, do you think you can beat him?" Chen Xiaolong also asked Jing Tongxin anxiously.

"Alas! He is very strong. He can play football to this level. His ability of controlling the ball and sense of the ball are first-class. As for the ball tossing match just now, I can only bow to the disadvantage. " Jing Tongxin shook his head and said.

"Xiaoxin, if you don't admit defeat, you can say that he didn't imitate your action, so you are tied in this game." Wu Kun scratched his head and said shyly.

"If I really say that, I'll be scolded to death by the onlookers! It's better to be single. If you lose, you'll lose. If you try to win back in the next two games, you'll lose. " Jing Tongxin shakes his head and disagrees with Wu Kun's suggestion.

Are you kidding?

There are so many people watching. It's clear at a glance which one is better and which one is worse. If you don't admit defeat, you can only be ridiculed.

Jing Tongxin will not play such a dirty trick.

He walked to Zheng Hao.

The onlookers around no longer talk, but quietly wait for jingtongxin to release the final judgment results.

You know, this PK, did not find a referee, Jing Tongxin himself is a player, but also responsible for the referee results.

We all want to see what Jingtong Xinhui says.

Jing Tongxin nodded to Zheng Hao and said with a reluctant smile: "I have to say that your volleying is much more difficult than mine, and your control is also very strong. You won the first game!"

As soon as Jing Tongxin said this, a burst of cheers broke out around him.

"Good!"

"Good! This is the real man, win is win, lose is lose

Zheng Hao smiles and nods to Jing Tongxin. Seeing that he admits defeat, he also has a little favor for him and says, "yes."

"So, how about we start the second inning?" Jing Tongxin said.

"Of course Zheng Hao nodded.

"Stone scissors, decide who is the first to kick the ball, how?" Jing Tongxin said again.

"Good! It's fair. " Zheng Hao agreed.

Two people on the stone scissors paper.

Zheng Hao won.

Jing Tongxin walked towards the goal.

And one of his little brothers also ran over and handed him a pair of goalkeeper gloves.

Jing Tongxin put on his gloves, moved back and forth in the goal to find a feeling, then nodded to Zheng Hao: "you can start shooting."

Zheng Hao laughed and put the ball on the penalty spot.

He stepped back two steps, looking to the left corner.

He made no secret of the direction and location of his free throw.

Jing Tongxin, who is standing at the gate of the ball, is very nervous at this time. He jumps and breathes to cheer himself up.

Zheng Hao made a gesture, which means, I'm going to start kicking.

Jing Tongxin stands in the middle of the goal, all muscles are tight, ready to fight in the direction of Zheng Hao's free throw.

Zheng Hao smiles and takes a step forward, kicking his foot to the bottom of the right side of the ball.

"Whoosh!"

The ball drew an arc and went straight to the top corner on the left.

Jing Tongxin also judged the right direction. He jumped up and tried to stretch his right hand, trying to reach the ball that flew to the dead corner with his fingertips.

Even if it's just a little bit, it can make the ball change direction and fly to the door.

It's just that Zheng Hao's speed is very fast and his angle is very sharp. Very accurate almost wiped the crossbeam of the goal and flew into the goal.

"Poof!"

The ball is in.

"Poop

Jing Tongxin fell to the ground heavily.

He gave the turf a good blow.

He is too low and his arm is too short. Although he judged the right direction, he is still more than one meter away from the ball. He can't reach the ball in the dead corner at all."Wow

There was a big round of applause.

"The angle of the ball is too tricky."

"Yes! It's almost close to the crossbeam and left post. There's a dead corner. The goalkeeper is right and it's not easy to jump. What's more, jingtongxin is so low and his arms are so short. It's strange that he can reach the ball! "

"Ha ha! I laugh to death. Jingtongxin can't be a goalkeeper! I can't reach the ball at all. It's too small

"Don't you see that? This is a standard full moon scimitar volley! fuck! That's right. "

People who know the ball around are talking excitedly.

Jing Tongxin gets up from the ground and pats the soil and grass on his body. He silently goes to the net, takes out the ball and throws it to Zheng Hao.

"Thank you

Zheng Hao grinned and said thanks to him.

"The quality of your kick is very high. If you can play so well all the time, it's not easy for me to block your shot." Jing Tong said with a new face.

"Ha ha! It's just a coincidence, a coincidence! By the way, I'll tell you that I'm going to hang this ball in the dead corner on the right. You're ready Zheng Hao said with a smile.

"Hum!"

Jing Tongxin snorted.

His face was a little livid.

Is it humiliating to tell yourself where to shoot in advance?

He is in a very bad mood now, depressed.

He even regretted that he had to play football with Zheng Hao. Originally, I wanted to earn some face for myself, but now it seems that not only can I not earn face, but also I have to be shameful.

Zheng Hao once again put the ball to the penalty spot.

His eyes were fixed on the top right corner of the goal.

"Ready! I'm going to be an inch Zheng Hao smiles and nods to Jing Tongxin.

Listening to Zheng Hao's sentence, the students around burst out with uncontrollable laughter, and someone made a strange cry and joked:

"damn! It's too fast, isn't it? How can we do more piston movement? "

"He's going to be slim. Are you ready to meet Gao Jichao?"

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