Volume 1: Chasing Beauty in Youth Chapter 32: Husband

  Class 7 of High School obviously learned from the experience last time, and still used their usual 4-4-2 formation. However, this time all four defenders stuck tightly to Zhu Tingyu, resolutely not giving him any opportunity...

  The midfielder of Class 7, Grade 2, relied on their familiar cooperation and slightly superior physical and technical abilities compared to Class 7, Grade 1, frequently passing the ball from the bottom to the middle, attempting to score by leveraging their height advantage.

  Class 7 of High Grade 1 was beaten to the point of being unable to fight back, completely suppressed in their own half of the field. Except for infinitely destroying the ball out of bounds, it's hard to organize an effective counterattack...

  Having had the experience last time, the girls from both classes on the sidelines did not go to play, but quietly cheered for the boys in their own class.

  The big man on the front line was majestic and domineering, but continuously missed scoring opportunities...

  But opportunities always favor those with good luck...

  A midfielder from Class 7 of Grade 2 tried to kick a Beckham-like curved shot, the ball flew into the penalty area of Class 7 of Grade 1. The tall guy jumped twice but didn't touch the ball, nor did the goalkeeper of Class 7 of Grade 1. Six or seven people from both classes didn't touch the ball either. After bouncing once, the ball weirdly bounced into the goal of Class 7 of Grade 1...

  That midfielder was inexplicably pinned down by his teammates in celebration...

  Happiness and pain always come together...

  The girls in Class 7 of High School Grade 2 didn't quite understand what had happened, but they all jumped for joy for the boys in their class.

  In the tenth minute, the score was 1-0, with Class 27 of High School leading.

  The leading Class 2 Grade 7 team's offense became even more powerful, and their attack was fully activated. The passes from the wings were continuous, and the defensive formation of Class 1 Grade 7 was pulled apart, leaving them exhausted and unable to keep up...

  The ball was again high into the forbidden zone of Class 7, Grade 1. After bouncing on different people's bodies and feet five or six times, it came to Lao Er, a big guy. He tried to dodge but couldn't, and was bent over in pain, squatting on the ground. The ball went in!

  The big guy couldn't care less about his dear little brother, struggled to get up, shouted loudly and flapped his arms like a bird in flight, but this big bird's movements were a bit awkward when flying, with its legs stuck together too tightly, giving off the feeling of urgently needing to go to the bathroom but not being able to find one...

  The girls in Class 7 of Senior Grade 2 were chattering like a group of happy little birds, while the girls in Class 7 of Junior Grade 1 stood lonely on one side. The reactions from both sides were really like fire and water.

  In the twenty-second minute, 2-0, Class 27 of High School is two goals ahead.

  Zhu Ting was also anxious at this time, strengthened the breakthrough, but except for creating a few irrelevant fouls, there was no actual effect.

  Zhu Ting gave a decisive command to her teammates, "Press up and fight, don't care about anything."

  Class 7 of High Grade 1 has resumed its own 3-4-3 formation, which means that the gaps in the back defense are even more exposed...

  The big man got a single knife chance, the ball directly went out of bounds, and the angry big man hammered his thigh hard, also pointing to the turf with his fingers, meaning that the field quality was too poor.

  Under Zhu Tingyu's guidance, the Class 17 of High School Year 1 finally launched an attack. In the second half of the game, they got their first shot on goal since the start of the match. A midfielder from Class 17 of High School Year 1 made a soft and weak long shot, and the ball was directly trampled underfoot by the goalkeeper of Class 17 of High School Year 2.

  Da Ge Zi once again got a good chance at the single knife ball, this time he didn't hit it crookedly, the ball went straight to the second goal of Class 7, Grade 1. The goalkeeper of Class 7, Grade 1 was nervous and hastily turned his back, using his plump buttocks to block one shot. The ball didn't roll far away, Da Ge Zi quickly followed up with a toe poke, and the ball went in!

  The big guy ran wildly, as if he was the only one on earth. And then there's Feng Chenchen, he didn't forget to run in front of her and strike a pose with his fist...

  In the thirtieth minute, 3-0, Da Ge Zi Mei Kai scored twice, Class 27 of High School No. 2 leads 3-0.

  The boys on the court and the girls off the court of Class 7, Grade 2 were also celebrating this seemingly already certain victory...

  At this time, in the cheerleading team of Class 7, Grade One, Lin Shiwen made a horn shape with her hand at her mouth and shouted loudly: "Zhu Ting refuels! Zhu Ting refuels!"

  The other girls in Class 7 of High Grade 1 burst into laughter and were also infected by Lin Shiwen, shouting together: "Zhu Ting, come on! Zhu Ting, come on!"

  The whole audience burst into thunderous applause...

  The boys in Class 7 of High School shouted: "It's useless to cheer for Ronaldo now."

  There were still fifteen minutes left in the game, and with a three-goal deficit, the morale of the boys from Class 7, Grade 1 had all but collapsed...

  Zhu Ting finally found the best chance to touch the ball since the start of the game, and after receiving a straight pass from the midfielder in her team, she shook off an opponent's defender and shot angrily without stopping! The ball went in!

  This time, the whole Class 7 of Grade One was boiling over with excitement. The boys in Class 7 on the field were wildly hugging Zhu Ting to celebrate, while the girls off the field were hugging Lin Shiyin to celebrate.

  The girls in Class 7 of High School Year 2 comforted Feng Chenchen with a sour tone, and Feng Chenchen pouted: "Why are you comforting me?"

  In the thirty-fourth minute, 3-1, Class 27 of High School No.2 is leading by one goal, still two goals ahead.

  Class 17 of High Grade One is making a comeback! The more they fight, the braver they become! Under Zhu Ting's guidance, their passing and receiving are becoming more organized and effective...

  The morale of Class 7 in High School is gradually rising up.

  The defenders of Class 7 in High School started to commit fouls against Zhu Ting without any scruples, and Zhu Ting's feet were trampled on countless times.

  The restricted area arc top, Class 17 of High One got an excellent free kick opportunity.

  Zhu Ting stood in front of the ball again, taking the free kick wasn't his strong point, but no one else in the team was capable of taking it either, he was also forced to do so.

  Zhu Ting took a few steps back and, mimicking Carlos, used the outside of her foot to shoot with great force. A powerful shot blasted open the door of Class 27's defense, and the ball spun into the goal, hugging the grass all the way.

  Zhu Ting was pressed to the ground by the teammates again, shouting: "Get up quickly, someone is going to die!"

  The girls in Class 7 of High Grade 1 also went crazy, and someone shouted: "Lin Shiwen, your husband scored another goal." This made the other girls laugh loudly, and Lin Shiwen was so embarrassed that she chased after the girl who shouted.

  In the thirty-eighth minute, 3-2, Class 27 of High School No. 2 was leading 3-2 and still had a one-goal advantage.

  At this time, the boys in Class 7 of Grade 2 had different opinions. Some thought they should hold on and not give any more chances to Class 7 of Grade 1, after all, they were still leading. Others believed that they should continue to attack fiercely and not let their momentum be completely suppressed by Class 7 of Grade 1.

  Chaotic thoughts lead to chaotic formations, and Zhu Ting's opportunities have increased even more...

  Zhu Ting again got the ball in the small restricted area, calmly shaking off the goalkeeper of Class 7, Grade 2 and scoring an empty goal.

  The playground seemed to have become a festival for Class 7 of Senior One, after all, it was rare for 16- or 17-year-olds to experience such great joys and sorrows. All the boys in the class seemed to treat Zhu Ting like a hero, tossing him high into the air...

  Lin Shiwen was also on the sidelines, extremely happy and crying. The girls were the most susceptible to infection, some people would cry for a while even if nothing happened, let alone being directly stimulated by such emotional things at this time. In the cheerleading team of Class 7, Grade 1, many girls cried loudly.

  The girls in Class 7 of High School Year 2 all sided with Feng Chenchen, "Hmph, Zhu Ting is just trying to impress our Chenchen, that's why she's showing off like this."

  Feng Chenchen knew in her heart that Zhu Ting wasn't entirely doing it for herself, but the comfort from her partner still made her feel warm and fuzzy inside.

  The big guy loudly blamed his own back line, "Damn it, I worked hard to score two goals, and you guys let three in within a few minutes, what are you eating?"

  A hot-tempered big man on the back line roared: "You piece of trash, how dare you fart! How many times have you lost the opportunity to shoot an empty door? You're scolding your neighbor!"

  Big guy: "I'll scold you for yelling at the neighbor!"

  Two people were wrestling together, and the match was forced to be suspended...