Fake Prodigal

Chapter 185 The Windy Boy
Li Hao scratched his head, his expression was ugly, and he said depressedly: "It doesn't matter, everyone is amateur, others are professional, and it's not shameful to lose, the worst is to lose a car."

After the Mercedes-Benz sports car stopped at the opposite goal, the five of Azhe stood in a row and walked towards the midfield with square steps in a graceful manner.

The audience cheered and applauded, and booed one after another. Looking at the formation, they knew that Ah Zhe had a sure chance of winning, and Li Hao's players were so scumbags that they made trouble when they saw it.

Before the halftime, the two teams stood facing each other, glaring at each other for luck, Li Hao and A Zhe stared at each other secretly, and the referee finished the rules.

Li Hao's team adopts a one-three formation, Li Hao is the only striker, Fei Bo keeps the goal, and the rest defend.

Azhe's side is a two-two formation, with one goalkeeper. Azhe and Aaron act as forwards, and Shimizu and Sandbag Xia are midfielders and defenders respectively.

"Woo!" The referee blew his whistle and the game started.

A Zhe stood in the half court freely, with his feet on the football, and looked at Li Hao playfully. He erected his middle root, and suddenly raised his strong and powerful legs. He slapped the football heavily with his long legs practicing Taekwondo. Volley hard.

"Boom!" The football spun violently like a cannonball, slid through the air in a graceful arc, and rushed towards the goal in the distance.

Fei Bo squatted at the goal of the ball, tying loose shoelaces leisurely, humming a cheerful ditty, a phantom flashed in front of his eyes, and the strong wind blew past his head, messing up his domineering back.

The football hit the net and bounced onto his buttocks. Fei Bo suddenly turned his head and looked at the rolling football in horror. His eyes almost popped out of his eyes. He picked up the football casually and looked around the green field, but found no trace of the football.

The audience was silent, followed by thunderous applause and waves of cheers. The little girl waved the victory flag in her hand and shouted A Zhe's name frantically.

Azhe showed a sunny smile, shook his long hair, waved his arms, and ran around the field, happily high-fiving his teammates, and greeted the cheers and applause of the audience like a god.

A Zhe soon discovered the goddess. Huayi had waist-length hair and white clothes like snow, sitting gracefully in the first row. Shui Bingwu and Huang Jiaojiao were willing to make green leaves, accompanying the goddess, setting off the beauty of Huayi. The beauty, the noble and graceful appearance, the temperament of the big sister next door.

Azhe smiled all over his face, waved enthusiastically to Hua Yiren, and flirtatiously blew a kiss. Hua Yiren was indifferent, and the little girl screamed like crazy, as if she had received a blown kiss from a male god.

Li Hao had a black line on his forehead, his face was livid, and the grass and mud horses roared towards him. Ah Zhe was so hot, he really thought he was a male god!

Li Hao turned his head, and gave Fei Bo a hard look, this guy is too cheating, tying his shoelaces at a critical moment, let Ah Zhe take advantage of the loophole.

After 3 minutes, the game continued. The ball came from the backcourt and landed firmly at Li Hao's feet. He stared at A Zhe, who was staring at the other side. He smiled mockingly and ran quickly with the ball.
Li Hao ran fast, his hair fluttering in the wind, and the ball spun flexibly under his feet.

"Where are you going?" Ah Zhe ran wildly, stopped Li Hao from running with a lunge, raised his long legs high, and whipped his legs fiercely towards Li Hao's ankle.

"Runfan, get out!" Li Hao's foot slipped, the ball spun and rolled under Azhe's crotch, dodged the whip leg, and rushed forward with the ball.

After the ball was scored, Qing Shui was stunned. He shook his bald head, ran wildly, and rushed towards Li Hao ferociously.

Qing Shui is a master of empty water, if he hit this shovel, Li Hao would have his tendons broken and his legs broken, and he would be crippled on the spot.

"Little devil, you hit hard enough!" Li Hao cursed in a low voice, running faster and faster, rushing towards Qingshui like a gust of wind, clamping the football between his legs, leaping high into the air, Qingshui shoveled past his feet.

Li Hao landed steadily, and quickly dribbled the ball towards the goal. Azhe and Aaron were extremely anxious and chased after him. The sandbag shrimp rushed from the other side, obviously not in a hurry.

The scorching sun shone on the goal, and the strong goalkeeper glared at Li Hao. His legs were bent and his waist was slightly bent, ready to attack at any time and fly the football.

A gust of wind blew, and Li Hao dribbled the ball like flying, and rushed to within ten meters of the goal, entering the best shooting range. The goalkeeper was tense, waiting for the last pounce.

Li Hao raised his thigh and looked about to shoot. When his foot touched the football, he stopped there suddenly and looked at the goalkeeper playfully.

"Aww!" The goalkeeper roared, reflexively swooped over, and rushed to the left violently, giving up the position of the goal.

Li Hao smiled slyly, passed the Goalkeeper, took the ball and rushed directly into the goal. Watching the football kick in, he walked out of the goal casually, with such a free and easy pace.

"Huh, huh, huh!" There was thunderous applause from the audience, and the fans stood up, cheering in unison, so fierce, so fast with the ball, so cunning!
The goalkeeper was stunned, and sat down on the ground with an ugly expression. He was the goalkeeper of the school team, and the players called him Mao Xiong.

Li Hao took his time and walked towards the midfield leisurely. He was not as flamboyant as Azhe, and he had to run around to show off and pretend to be a star.

When passing by Ah Zhe, Li Hao raised a finger to pay back to this guy, and he finally regained his face.

A Zhe's face was ashen, and he looked at Li Hao with fear, the speed of holding the silk was so fast that people were caught off guard.He looked down on Li Hao, thinking that Diaosi's level was too low to be worth a shot.

It wasn't until this moment that Ah Zhe faced the boy face to face. Li Hao had been promoted from a garbage man to the ranks of his opponents, and was at the same level as Shorty Geng.

On the stands, Shui Bingwu took Hua Yiren's white and delicate hands, and said sourly: "The school grass and the silk are fighting each other, and the charm of the mature woman is infinite!"

Hua Yiren had a pretty face with a smile, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, a playful dimple appeared on her cheeks, her beautiful eyes flashed cunningly, and she mocked: "Hehe, Xiao Wu is jealous! Which one do you like, I'll let you!"

Shui Bingwu's delicate and pretty face was blushing, she waved her small fist, and said coquettishly: "Bad sister, I'm ignoring you!"

Huang Jiaojiao beamed, smiling like a little fox, and interjected: "Mature woman, I've already taken a fancy to the school, you might as well just go with Diaosi, there's no need to compete!"

"Both are good for you, just fighting the landlord!" Hua Yiren teased.

"Sister is good or bad, she doesn't feel ashamed at all, she really is a mature woman!" Huang Jiaojiao lowered her pink neck, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment, and she protested softly.

"Damn girl, you are the mature woman!" Hua Yiren said angrily.

(End of this chapter)