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Chapter 189 The free kick master Wang Mou who hit the rabbit head and the dog head in a row
Chapter 187

"Brother, please forgive me, little brother, how can I speak now, my stomach is almost bursting with laughter..." Zhao Ji got up from the ground with the support of Liang Shicheng, out of breath Take it easy.

After Zhao Ji got up, he took a look at the romantic eye with a chrysanthemum pattern stretched out along the iron ring by the rope, and couldn't help but subconsciously glance at the Chinese pastoral dog with its tail raised, and laughed again and again holding his belly I have to keep my mouth shut like a burning dog.

"...Don't you think this kind of goal is too small?" Wang Yang decided to ignore Zhao Ji, who had a low smile, and set his sights on the flirtatious eye that resembled a chrysanthemum.Forget it, it's better to call it a goal.

"Small? It's okay, at least Ling took ten shots, how can he score two or three." Boss Ling couldn't help showing off his past impressive achievements.

"Why not add some entertainment, for example, expand the goal, and then one person will defend it exclusively, but a specific range will be drawn in front of the goal. All shooters are not allowed to shoot across the line, otherwise it will be the attacking side. regulation……"

Wang Yang stared blankly at the cuju ball that deviated from the target with a doggy expression on his face. Sure enough, the dream is beautiful, but the reality is skinny, and his confident kick was so far behind.

However, everyone's eyes were still following the flying ball at this moment, and then it wobbled down and landed on the head of the Chinese pastoral dog with its tail up and its chrysanthemum exposed.

This guy screamed strangely when it was smashed, and tucked its tail between its legs, and ran away towards the distance.Immediately, all the people present burst into laughter, and looked at Wang Yang with convincing looks and expressions.

"...Brother, you are really amazing. Last time, you kicked... well, this time, you hit the dog's head with such precision. It's amazing." Zhao Ji is quite clever. , after subconsciously glanced at his friends Li Yu and Li Bai standing beside him, he wisely didn't mention Miss Li's head.

At this moment, Li Qingzhao's indignant voice was heard. "Brother Wang, how could you do this? You bullied me last time, but this time you even bullied a dog. It's too much, little dog, little dog, don't run away, my sister will show you..."

A gust of cold wind blew up, bringing up a few withered and yellow fallen leaves. Before this vote, the bosses and men were still gloating and laughing so much that they all looked at the slim figure running past with black lines on their faces, and then took His eyes fell on Old Driver Wang's dignified face.

Wang Yang scratched his face, which was thick enough to add bricks to the corner of the city wall. "Do you think people like me would bully a weak woman who has no power to restrain her?"

"Indeed not. With the virtue of Mr. Wu Shan, how could he do that? There must be some misunderstanding." Gao Qiu, who has been greatly favored by Wang Yangtian, cleared his throat to defend Wang Yang, whose morality is comparable to that of that day's mountain snow lotus. road.

Zhao Ji burst out laughing again, Wang Yang looked at this little prince with a dark smile, and really had the urge to kick his chrysanthemum.

Fortunately, Boss Ling next to him hurriedly explained the last time Wang Yang kicked the ball in the air, but the Cuju ball flew twenty feet away and landed on the head of Li Qingzhao who was passing by outside the Lingyun Club.

Only then did Li Yu and Li Bai breathe a sigh of relief, and smiled apologetically at Wang Yang, and just as they were about to explain something, Wang Yang waved his hand. "It's okay, let's continue talking about the idea just now, what do you guys think?"

Zhao Ji couldn't help but his eyes lit up. "This is a way. To be honest, in the past, it is common for a competitive Cuju game to fail to score a goal for half an hour. If you put this goal on the ground, you can have more footwork." Available."

Zhao Ji is really a person who does what he says, so he directly asked Boss Ling if he had any extra bamboo poles. After bringing them, he hastily built a goal with two verticals and one horizontal, about one person wide and one person high, and then Everyone present took turns to try kicking.

Well, they are indeed very coquettish, but there are very few who score the goal. On the contrary, Zhao Ji, the little prince, seems to be full of shooting talent. Even Wang Yang saw the elegant lob shot and won. There was a lot of applause.

Zhao Ji's fair and tender face was full of smiles and high spirits. "The goal is changed to this way. It is indeed too comfortable to kick. Xiongtai is really insightful. I also invite brother Wu Shan to come too, so that everyone can also experience Xiongtai's footwork."

Amidst the booing of a group of Cuju masters, Wang Daqiu, who appeared calm and calm, had already hit the rabbit's head (?) and the dog's head, walked to the distance about six or seven feet away from the goal, and then put the ball firmly on the ground. On the ground, take a few steps back.

Imagine yourself to be Pirlo with fluttering long hair, or Roberto Baggio with a melancholy braid, or Ronaldo in the cloth world. After self-hypnosis for a long time, I walked slowly and leaned forward From a weird angle, rubbing the inner instep...

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the high-flying cuju ball, and then when it reached the highest point, making everyone mistakenly think that the ball would go over the goal, suddenly the ball began to fall strangely, even at an accelerated rate. During the process, he was still floating left and right in mid-air, barely touching the lower edge of the goal crossbar, and fell into the goal.

Old driver Wang couldn't help clenching his fists and roaring, as if Manadona had completed the hand of God, or as if Beckham had saved England, it was so perfect, this is definitely a world-class free kick for the deciduous ball.

"Okay! Oh my god, brother Wu Shan, how did you do it? How can you kick such a weird arc? It's not scientific..." Zhao Ji's words are already beyond words, even Wang Daguan's catchphrase Take it and learn it now.

"Impossible, the ball flies like that, how could it suddenly fall down..." Li Bai couldn't help but picked up a Cuju ball and went forward to test it. In the end, he wanted to learn from Wang Yang. He went to kick the ball in an elegant posture, but he couldn't control his body when he ran to the cuju ball, and fell down a side-lying dog gnawing shit.

And Tong Guan was not to be outdone and wanted to show his footwork, but unfortunately all he could do was the kind of lob shot similar to Zhao Ji, and he couldn't do Wang Yang's elegant and ghostly at all.

Zhao Ji couldn't help but try to mention one, but the ball didn't mean to drop suddenly in front of the goal except for flying to the distance. In the end, everyone's eyes once again fell to the side, smiling , but Wang Yang seemed more and more unpredictable.

Even Li Qingzhao and the Chinese pastoral dog who had been hit on the head were very curious and set their eyes on Wang Yang.

PS: It's the fifth watch again, young men, please hand over your tickets quickly
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