Bu Qingyun's goal did not appear in the last second of the game.

In fact, when Bu Qingyun scored the ball and the stopwatch stopped, all the audience could see that there were still more than 30 seconds before the end of the game.

At this point, however, no one cares about that anymore.

Bu Qingyun's attack this time completely made the entire venue go crazy.

There were quite a few cheers including from the box. Although Bu Qingyun's smashing ball was not considered a difficult technique, the series of movements were so beautiful that even the least able to appreciate Most people, I'm afraid they will also be shocked by the beauty brought by this series of actions!

"Bu Qingyun was so handsome just now!" Luo Xiaoshan screamed.

Jian Zhao pulled Luo Xiaofan, then pointed to the display screen.

Luo Xiaofan took a look and screamed even more. Fortunately, there were shouts and applause one after another in the stands, and her screams did not attract too much attention...

The current reward amount is... 1000 and [-] million!

This is an unprecedented record for Club No. 500. The previous [-] million has surpassed the tipping records of most competitions, and this figure is the first time that Club No. [-] has surpassed [-] million for a game. !
"How come there are so many?" Luo Xiaofan asked in surprise.

"I won anyway, so I tipped 300 million." Lu Bofei said with a smile: "The main reason is that it's not good to tip too much, and it's not good to show off too much in the No. It's all for Bu Qingyun."

"I rewarded everything I won, 200 million. Anyway, I'm a small person, and 200 million is not a big deal." Zhao Yang also laughed.

"No wonder, the two of you add up to 500 million." Luo Xiaofan shook his head: "But I won't give him the 1 yuan I won!"

"No one asked you to give it." Jian Zhao patted Luo Xiaofan on the head.

Compared with their laughter and laughter, Jiang Haiqu felt a little like dying.

It doesn't matter if he loses the game, anyway, he is not the only one who loses face, the problem is that he will pay [-] million for this loss!And it was still a bet placed on the betting board in the clubhouse, so he couldn't even renege on it!

Now he can only be thankful that when the Qianshan team scored two goals in a row at the start of the second half, he closed the channel for continued betting. spending money...

The only hope now is that there are more than 30 seconds left. If luck is a little bit better, it is not impossible to tie the score.

But what if it's evened?Now it is obvious that Rongxing is completely unable to resist Qianshan's attack. In overtime, Rongxing may lose even more.

On the court, Bu Qingyun had already replaced himself - this was his first time off in the second half.

On the field, Gu Peng was guarding the goal, Dong Lin retreated and Niu Hong played the guard together, together with Mao Tou and Xiao Ma, two new forces who could run, they put on a defensive posture.

But are you really ready to die?Rong Xing has experienced the speed of that pony before. Everything else is average, but the speed is a bit troublesome, especially the sprint. With the length of the five-a-side court, it is very difficult to deal with it if it is not stopped by the sprint. .

What's more, it's still the same problem, so what if it's evened?And overtime.

"Are you not worried?" Zuo Feng looked at the field nervously and asked Bu Qingyun.

"There's nothing to worry about. It's a draw and we'll go to overtime." Bu Qingyun yawned and said lazily.

"What if we lose?" Zuo Feng said anxiously.

"What are you afraid of? I just heard a lot of people in the stands talking about 'breaking the record' and 'over ten million'. It's over ten million. Even if it's only a quarter, it's enough to pay off your debts." Bu Qingyun wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes because of yawning, and said lazily.

"Have you forgotten something? If we lose, we can only get one-tenth." Zuo Feng said helplessly.

"Huh, is that so harsh... But it doesn't matter, we will definitely win." Bu Qingyun was taken aback for a moment, then waved his hand indifferently.

Zuo Feng remained silent, but after thinking about it carefully, his whole body trembled involuntarily.

I didn't pay attention to it just now, but now that I think about it, Bu Qingyun said that he heard that the rewards have already exceeded 800 million. If he wins, wouldn't he have to share [-] to [-] million?

Even if you take 200 million to help them pay off their debts, and the other 600 million twelve people share, one of them can share 50!

That's 50 million!
I played football with Dong Lin for a year, and I cheated him so much money, but I only saved 20, and now I have 50!
But soon, Zuo Feng shook his head—is he willing to take the money?The 200 million is for myself and Dong Lin to repay the debt, I will take it later when there is a competition...

When Zuo Feng was having a violent psychological struggle, the time on the court began to pass by every minute.

Rongxing also worked very hard on offense, and did not give up the game because even if the tie had to go into overtime, but in this situation where morale, physical fitness and state have fallen to the bottom, it is indeed too difficult to make any progress a little.

There are three big men on the Qianshan team, two of whom can run, and the offense may be mediocre, and the intensive defense lasts for more than 30 seconds. It is not difficult at all to do this.

After Chu Feng couldn't bear to come up to participate in the attack, but shot a long shot over the crossbar, time passed the last second!
The referee blew the whistle for the end of the game, and the score was [-]-[-]. Challenger Qianshan team defeated Rongxing team!
There was enthusiastic cheers from the stands, and many young spectators began to clasp the railings and waved their fists towards the stadium, roaring at the top of their lungs—in fact, such people can be regarded as the main force of each club, and they are often wealthy, When I was outside, I couldn't let go of myself like this, but here, I was able to show the wildest side!
"we lose!"

During the match, Chu Feng wanted to beat Bu Qingyun, but after the match was over, he began to admire this opponent from the bottom of his heart.

This is a team almost supported by Bu Qingyun alone.

The Qianshan team in the second half was several times better than the first half.

Although the other players performed very well and worked very hard, Bu Qingyun, like a brilliant commander, added a strong combat power to the entire team.

And his own performance.

Chu Feng knows the strength of his team. If it weren’t for the fact that there are many strong teams in the No. [-] Guild Hall, plus the accidental nature of the game, they might have already entered the ranks of the No. [-] Guild Hall. The last few teams may not be as good as Rongxing.

However, such a team cannot stop Bu Qingyun's performance at all, whether it is his ball control, passing, breakthrough or organization, there is no way to stop him!
What is the origin of this man?
"Ah, you guys lost, isn't it written on the scoreboard?" Bu Qingyun replied.

Chu Feng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

But he still shook his head and didn't get angry.

There is nothing to say about winners and losers.

"From now on, we will be opponents in the competition together." Chu Feng stretched out his hand to Bu Qingyun.

"Well, we don't know many things, and I need your advice." Bu Qingyun held Chu Feng's hand, and finally said something human.

"Now, let us welcome the No.11 team in the No. [-] club league, the Qianshan team!"

A host appeared out of nowhere, holding a microphone and shouting loudly.

Bu Qingyun was taken aback, turned to look at the referee, and complained: "Brother, can you remind me before you speak?"

"Yeah, this is a ceremony, wait a minute."

The host covered the microphone with his hand and whispered to Bu Qingyun.

Bu Qingyun looked at the host, then at the teammates around him, and found that they were all in a daze.

Rongxing's players had already walked off the court, and Bu Qingyun found that they were a little gloating.

Soon, the sound of music sounded in the stadium - the athletes' march.

Continue to be dumbfounded.

"I think of my childhood." Gu Peng sighed.

"Is the award going to be presented next?" Xiao Ma said happily.

During the deafening athletes' march, a row of coolly dressed girls walked into the field holding trays one by one. The host continued to shout loudly: "Now, please invite the chairman of our league organizing committee, Mr. Lu Feng, to move All the players of the Mountain Team will issue jerseys!"

"Will the jersey be awarded?" Zuo Feng couldn't help asking.

Seeing that his teammates were all looking at him, Meng Zhaohui shook his head, then shrugged his shoulders: "Don't look at me, I don't know what's going on."

"Hahaha, I laughed so hard, looking at them like that, it's really like an outstanding young pioneer receiving a little red flower." Luo Xiaofan laughed so hard that he fell down.

Jian Zhao couldn't help but pursed his lips and laughed, especially when he looked at Bu Qingyun who was at a loss.

Lu Feng, whose hair was already gray, walked out with vigorous steps, greeted Bu Qingyun and the others one by one, and handed out the jerseys in the tray to them one by one.

Lu Bofei covered his eyes in the stands. He still felt a little ashamed to see his father handing out jerseys to people amidst the sound of the athletes' march.

"The old people like this set, probably it will remind them of their teenage years." Jian Zhao pursed his lips and laughed.

Bu Qingyun looked at the two jerseys in his hands, and had to say that the organizing committee was quite considerate. There was one dark color and one light color, the dark color was black, and the light color was bright yellow. The style was similar to ordinary jerseys. It's just that there are three shining silver borders from the shoulders to the armpits.

"The one in the No. [-] guild hall is Yinbian, the one in the No. [-] guild hall is Qingbian, and the one in the No. [-] guild hall is Phnom Penh." Chu Feng came over and explained.

"What a waste. Such a good jersey can only be worn for a few games." Bu Qingyun sighed: "I can't see it being wasted."

"Why, are you planning to play only a few games?" Chu Feng asked strangely.

"Didn't it mean that if you win all the teams in the No. [-] clubhouse in a row, you can go to the No. [-] clubhouse? You have already played, and if you play nine more games, this jersey will no longer be usable..."

Chu Feng wished he could beat Bu Qingyun.

This kid actually uttered wild words!What do you think of the No. [-] Guild Hall League?

But thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem impossible for him to do this... It doesn't seem impossible!

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