Still, Wait For Me

In the words of the coach of Graduate University of Science and Technology, Iwata doesn't even want to kick his face.

Coach Iwata answered, “Who cares?... do you think there are more than three girls at school who know how to play ball? Look how happy they are. ”

The girls did have a good time.

On the one hand, the vast majority of the rocks that have been slaughtered in the past have never thrown a ball. They don't know how to control the ball rate and defense conversion. They feel that throwing a ball is an even enemy, and the rocks have made great progress.

On the other hand, the scene is crowded with people, from time to time three or four players from both sides fall into one group, various positions are stacked together, the rotten woman looks straight out, and the rest of the girls can see a lively and interesting.

It's a fun game.

In the first half, the score was maintained at 0: 0. At the beginning of the second half, Graduate Technology switched to a high school fence of more than one meter and ninety, which heralded Graduate Technology's readiness to give up its cooperation altogether and make a long run for it.

Coach Iwata hooked his finger in the alternate seat, and Xu Tingsheng stood beside him a giant man more than two meters, borrowed from the school basketball team, the main stronghold. Playing basketball is definitely good, football, not to say not at all, a little bit, really just a little bit.

At first, when the coach borrowed people, everyone thought they were here to play the doorman, but... no.

“Go on, look at the new high school flank across the street.” The coach said to the basketball team midfielder.

The center wiped the sweat: “Coach, I really can't, I, I don't know how to prevent it. ”

Coach frowned: “I ask you, how do you usually play basketball against the other center? ”

“Raise your hands and take your body over him. ”

“Just do it, don't do it, then fuck him, where he is, where you go, then grab the top of his chest... and kill him, that's it. ”

Zhongfeng is an honest man. After entering the field, he strictly executed the coach's requirements. He raised his hands and held up two large chest muscles to chase each other's high school sharp peaks. There was a ball top, no ball top, in the front field, top, running back to the middle and rear fields, chasing over the top, even he drank water at the side of the whistle station, and he was hit.

The other side of the high school is quite tall on the soccer field, but in front of the main center of the Iwate University basketball team, the whole number is still small, the second half of the game was sent by the coach with high hopes, hesitant to enter the field, intending to build a meritorious industry, the result was chased to the top, like a flower swaying in the wind.

Isn't that his mom's foul? Graduate Technologies protests.

The referee ran away with no expression, no offense... an old oil on a basketball court, where is the offense so easy to grab, when you don't force him, he is close to the top, looking at the movement is not big, but full of strength, you want to catch the ball? So it's a reasonable bump, or jump together, reasonable physical contact. Hit me?

It's so bullying, Graduate Technologies is crying.

The corrupt women are so excited, this is... this is a huge scene. For a while, the scene was filled with screams and laughter.

At the end of the whole game, at 0: 0, Iwata changed hands. Xu Tiansheng never showed up.

Lu Xin's roommate asked her what to do.

Lu Zhixin said, "Don't worry, there's still overtime. ”

In the first minute of the overtime, Graduate Technology kicked off to its own halfway field, retreating the No. 10 star's front waist to catch the ball. The captain of Graduate Technology University, who had been selected as the best team in the Graduate Provincial Campus Football League, finally showed his worth at this moment and came directly to a 35-metre long ruicosta-style patch of straight plug, shouting, leather balls... across the entire middle field defense line of the rock.

The forward speed of Gradient 9 is very fast, the connecting ball belt is too fast, high speed propulsion, killing to the restricted area...

“Down with him, down with him. ”

Iwata, the coach and the whole backup seat are screaming. Yes, it's the only way to take him down at any cost before he enters the restricted area, even if it doesn't matter if someone gets off the red card for that, one less person, then get more thorough, pile people up on the restricted area line, and still have the chance to drag the game into the spotting battle.

But if you throw a ball, you can only throw more balls as a result of your formation, ability, and strength on a rocky field.

The players on the field heard the same idea. The three of them flew shovels in a row, and the No. 9 midfielder dodged the first, and the second, did not dodge the huge body of the Iwate University basketball team midfielder from the side. That was not a flying shovel at all. That was the action of flying off the field on the basketball field to save the ball.

Graduate Sea Science and Technology No. 9 forward was stopped from flying. The whole man was hit like a tortoise. His bow was hungry and he flew in the air. Although he eventually flew into the restricted area, the offending place was outside the restricted area, on the restricted area line.

Any ball plus a red card, no objection.

When Zhongfeng came down, he was cheered like a hero, as if he had come to the basketball court with a powerful separator.

“I'm a little into football.” The middleman said as he sat in the alternate seat.

Xu Tiansheng, along with several other replacements, was panicked. After all, no one wanted to be chased by him in the next training, group confrontation.

Soon you'll be looking back on the field, and you'll have a ball of your choice, any ball on the no-go line.

The coach completes the second change, replacing it with a Chinese guard, and replacing it with a physically inactive middle field.

Iwata expelled the six-man wall, leaving three men to stare.

The main punishment is Graduate Technology's No. 10 star captain, idle walking swing, back, full of confidence, lightweight help, foot out... the ball has drawn a beautiful arc... straight to the dead end.

0: 1.

Iwata painstakingly held up for more than 90 minutes, even being punished by the next man, doing everything he could to drag the game into the dotted battle, hoping it would be right in front of him... and then smashed by this light blow, the wonderful arc...

Graduate Technologies No. 10 did not rush to celebrate, standing tall with his hands in place, then smiled and turned to the cheerleaders and main viewing deck on Iwata's side, gently holding one index finger to his lip: “Shh.”

That means: shut up.

The audience at the observation deck who was cheering for the midpoint and the cheerleading formation of more than 80 people, the ravens were silent, not who wanted to listen, but lost, desperate, silenced people independently.

After the silence, he was the captain of No. 10, who cursed, paved the ground and poured to Graduate Sea Technology.

It's not because he scored, it's because of the celebration. It's humiliating. Graduate Technologies No. 10, faced with a scornful smile, opened his hands and shrugged his shoulders: whocare?

The scolding doesn't solve the problem, you can only find it on the spot.

All the players on and off the field looked at the coach, in fact, the coach was also angry, he just yelled more than anyone, but in the face of the eyes asked by the team members, he took a deep breath and did a depressed action with his hands.

Hold on, hold on.

With more than 20 minutes left in the overtime race, this is not the time to fight back. By now, the player has been completely inferior to the other player in the supported rock field by running out of the local advantage, and beating one less person too early to jump, can only be turned into a sieve.

Iwata will only have a chance to fight for the last 10 minutes, or even 5 minutes, if it doesn't keep throwing, though the chances of success are small and small.

Almost all the players in the Rock Field, together with the enemies, Zhongzheng Cheng Cheng, died fighting to support them with almost total physical exhaustion, striving to lift the siege once, climbing blockage once, constant cramps on the ground, they are not delaying time, they are really exhausting the last bit of physical strength.

“Coach, change hands.” The captain shouted to the side.

Iwata had one last change of place, but in response to the captain's cry, the coach shook his head with no expression on his face.

Xu Tiansheng understands that this replacement coach will not use it until the final rebound. Finally, he will replace an attacker and kill the other party in no time.

This is Iwata's only chance, Bo Wan Yi.

The stadium was silent again, and everything on the field was like silent war movie footage, no smoke, but it was like a tumbling attack under fire.

Girls can't read football, but they can see the players biting their teeth on the field, watching them climb, seeing the anger in their eyes... and the screams they can't help but scream for the last bit of power.

To wash away the shame, the players on the rocky field are desperate.

From the moment Graduate Sea Technologies' No. 10 raised its index finger against the entire observation deck, indicating "shut up”, Iwata Football is the sinner, the sinner who made Iwata humiliated.

They've lost 1: 4, even 2: 11, but not as shameful as they are today.

Because today, there are thousands of rock audiences, and more than 80 rock cheerleaders who stood for two hours in the cold winter. They were told to “shut up”, but they could only be silent,...

Iwata, he was bullied and humiliated.

Iwata girls are bullied and humiliated. At this time, Iwata boys?

Rock Major's sin, everyone wants to wash it with their own hands, but the horizontal difference between the two teams is too big, combined with the exhaustion of energy on Rock Major's side, beating one less person than falling behind, the situation on the field... they can only support it painfully, seemingly... no chance.

It is a struggle of despair.

Sensual girls begin to shed tears, infecting other girls, even boys, who are less sensual by themselves, with water flashing in their eyes.

Fifteen minutes into the overtime, the two sides swapped venues and the coach waved to show all the remaining players in the Iwata Alternate to warm up.

Xu Tinsheng jogged under the stands, speeding up and sprinting.

Huang Yaming lay down on the railing and said, "Grass, your school is turning a game that wasn't even suspended into a sad war, Mom - and now I want to be on your side. ”

This guy with no sense of school belonging, honor, Xu Tiansheng ignored him.

Originally, Xu Tiansheng was thinking of sitting down and avoiding the silent confession code, but after all, Xu Tiansheng was a bloodthirsty person, and everything on the scene had ignited his bloodthirsty.

He wants to play, he wants to score, he wants to confess, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play, he wants to play.

Xu Tingsheng jogged by again, Huang Yaming continued: “Come on, go in one, go in one, you are your big rock hero... every woman on the whole field will cry to marry you, believe it or not? ”

Fu Cheng walked over to remove Huang Yaming, who was so crooked, and shouted at Xu Tinsheng with a fist: “Xu Tinsheng, you - Mom - go ahead and fuck them. ”

With 10 minutes left, the silent Iwata coach suddenly waved, shouting with his loudest voice, like ordering the last soldier to kill the assault: “Xu Tinsheng, come here. ”

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