my teacher has a system

Chapter 390 Believe in Your Ghost Chapter

Chapter 390 Believe Your Nonsense

In the end, under the persuasion of Principal Huang, Liu Yan left the school angrily.

After Liu Yan left, Principal Huang asked Ye Yifeng: "Xiao Ye, it's okay to take one more student, you just hold grudges like that?"

"It's not about holding grudges, but I think Liu Hong has no potential." Ye Yifeng smiled slightly, "I can guarantee that after a period of training, he will definitely fail the other students. Liu Yan will definitely think that I deliberately did not teach Her brother, wouldn't it be more troublesome for her to come to me when the time comes?"

"Okay." Principal Huang was a little curious, "Liu Hong is now ranked third in the class, how did you see that his potential is not enough?"

Ye Yifeng replied: "His No.3 is obtained through his sister's hard work and his long-term inherent learning methods and habits. A lot of students are actually uncut jade, and after being carefully carved by my tenth class teacher, they will definitely become beautiful jade. Principal Huang, is this a good reason?"

Principal Huang smiled and said, "Okay, I will believe your nonsense this time."

Ye Yifeng: "..."

Students with good grades are busy with training and preparing for exams, while students with poor grades are busy with their own work.

Anyway, students are always looking for something to do when they are in school.

After practicing hard for a long time, Fan Yuchen felt that his game skills had made a qualitative breakthrough.

It happened that the members of the No. [-] Middle School football team who were in the third year of high school wanted to prepare for the college entrance examination and were about to leave the team. The school football team prepared a football match to send these old players off the team.

The senior three players form a team by themselves, and the senior one and senior two players form a team.

Because there are too many players in the first and second grades, someone must be on the bench.

"Yuchen, the five freshmen from your high school should be substitutes."

The vice-captain of the school team, Wang Zixuan, a sophomore in high school, arrogantly made a decision for Fan Yuchen and his five freshman players. Fan Yuchen immediately became angry: "Why? We don't have a coach now, shouldn't the best be the best? ? Your sophomore team already had a large number of players, but now you don’t even give us a spot for the freshman, don’t you think it’s too much?”

"Hehe, the rookies in the first year of high school are not convinced, are they? Okay, I will give you a chance to prove yourself!" Wang Zixuan sneered, "We will play a five-a-side game for only 5 minutes. If you can join us Two goals, no matter what the final score is, I will give you one or two official places to participate, how about it?"

"Okay, just kick it, no one is afraid of you!" Fan Yuchen was planning to test his skills, so he happened to use these seniors to practice his skills.

However, the other four freshman players felt a little stage fright, and they couldn't help but give Fan Yuchen a hand: "Yuchen, I think we should play as substitutes."

"That's right, the other students are more sensible." Wang Zixuan was very proud, "I think you should stop kicking, so as not to embarrass yourself!"

"Tch, if you don't even have the confidence to win the kick, then let's kick a fart!" After finishing speaking, Fan Yuchen turned to his teammates and said, "Kick or not? If you don't kick, I will look down on you for the rest of my life!"

"Okay, let's take it as practice." Under Fan Yuchen's "forced", the other four could only nod repeatedly and reluctantly agreed.

In order to show his respect for this group of junior teammates, Wang Zixuan played in person, but the other four players were not very strong.

He felt that the lineup of these five people was enough to defeat his group of juniors.

Anyway, the game was at four o'clock in the afternoon, so it was no big problem for them to play a five-a-side football at noon, and it would not affect their physical strength for the afternoon game.

I heard that there was a football game to watch, and the first year of high school challenged the second year of high school. Those football fans who had eaten their lunch and had nothing to do all gathered on the small five-a-side football field, preparing to watch the game.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Needless to say, of course it's the sophomore team! Wang Zixuan is the main striker of the school team, so how could rookies like the freshmen be his opponents?"

"I also think it should be the sophomore team, hehe."

Although the students in the first year of high school also want to cheer for their classmates, but where the strengths of both parties are, they can only recognize the reality.

"Maybe the senior one team will win?" A girl suddenly said something, everyone followed the reputation and found that the person who said this was Lin Xiaoya from the senior one (10) class, Fan Yuchen's classmate.

Everyone asked with interest: "Xiaoya, why do you think so?"

"It's very simple." Lin Xiaoya said disapprovingly, "Because Fan Yuchen's football was taught by Mr. Ye!"

"Huh? Teacher Ye taught football?"

"Okay ah?"

"Maybe maybe maybe maybe it should be... the game has started, let's talk after watching it!"

With the sound of a whistle, the futsal match between the first year and the second year of senior high school began.

The referee is the captain of the school football team, a player in the third year of high school.

Everyone trusted the captain, so he was the referee.

Wang Zixuan's sophomore team was more aggressive, and he took the initiative to attack Fan Yuchen's first year team from the very beginning.

Wang Zixuan underestimated the enemy too much, he just wanted to break through with the ball and score directly, so as to give Fan Yuchen a resounding slap in the face.

The slap came soon, but it was on his own face.

He had just passed a player in the first year of high school, and Fan Yuchen directly intercepted, snatched the ball from under his feet, and dribbled the ball to the half court of the second year of high school.

In the second year of high school, one of the four players stood in front of the goal, and the other was behind. Only two came up to intercept Fan Yuchen. They felt that two of them were more than enough to stop Fan Yuchen.

But Fan Yuchen maneuvered in a Marseille style, and quickly passed through the middle of the two!

"Damn it!" The player behind was so frightened that he immediately filled his position and wanted to grab Fan Yuchen's ball, but he was passed by Fan Yuchen very easily, and only the goalkeeper was left to face Fan Yuchen one-on-one!

"Don't let him kick in!" Wang Zixuan yelled, but it was useless.

Fan Yuchen tricked the goalkeeper in the second year of high school into opening his foot with a fake move, and then Fan Yuchen kicked the ball into the goal from the middle of his legs!

It was only 30 seconds, and a goal was scored in the sophomore year of high school. His face was so painful!

"Okay!" Hearing the applause from the audience, Wang Zixuan only felt that his face was burning hot, and he couldn't help shouting out of embarrassment: "Come again!"

beep!

The game started again, and this time Wang Zixuan finally didn't dare to advance again, and started to cooperate.

However, he was surprised to find that they played for more than a minute, but they couldn't break through the defense line of the first year.

Because at every critical moment, their ball was always broken by Fan Yuchen!

(End of this chapter)