Invincible starts from being an anchor

Chapter 37
After Xie Lang changed into the uniform of the No. 7 Beijing Civil and Military Academy and went on the field, the whole scene was booed.

And the moment she saw Xie Lang appear, the pupils in Shi Qimei's eyes dilated slightly, but no one noticed.

"Come on." Li Jun came over and generously extended his right hand to Xie Lang.

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person with your hand. Facing the other party's handshake, Xie Lang ignored the other party's handshake and tore off the captain's armband on the other party's arm. He turned his head and said to everyone:
"If you don't want to lose the game, I will be your captain from now on! If anyone is dissatisfied, you can come to me after the game."

After finishing speaking, Xie Lang turned around and left, leaving Li Jun with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"Shh!"

Xie Lang's contemptuous words sounded in their ears, and everyone including Chen Zicong and all the students at the scene subconsciously turned their attention to Xie Lang, who was wearing the number 7 jersey, on the playground.

Their eyes widened, as if they couldn't believe it.

Yes!

You know, Li Jun is the captain of the football team of Civil and Military Academy.

And Xie Lang, a stunned young man, not only refused to shake hands with him when he played, but also snatched his captain's armband?
"Is this guy still Brother Lang? Why does it feel like Brother Lang has become so domineering after being bumped into?"

Chen Zicong found that the current Xie Lang was completely different from the former nerd Xie Lang.

"Who is this guy? Why haven't they seen him on their school list."

Seeing the sudden substitution of old rival Sun Yong, the coaching team of Beijing University was very concerned.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it either." The assistant on the side also didn't know anything.

"I think it's because of the kick just now that Sun Yong caught him temporarily to make up for it." Another assistant said nonchalantly.

The coach of Beijing University nodded, seeming to agree with the assistant's statement, and said, "Sun Yong dared to arrange troops randomly when he was behind by 3 goals.

Thinking of this, the coach of Beijing University immediately walked to the edge of the playground, stretched out a slap forward, and signaled the players to continue the attack as a whole without saving any face.

"What's the matter, why did Coach Sun replace Xie Lang?" The students in the same class as Xie Lang couldn't believe their eyes.

"Yeah, this guy Xie Lang usually stays in the dormitory and surfs the Internet every day, and he often doesn't exercise, so he still plays football?"

"Hahaha, I think, this kid should be the one to take the blame."

"Hey, why didn't I think of it, it's very possible."

"It's over. It looks like we're going to concede at least 5 goals today. Xie Lang is the king of the blame, and he will be the one to blame today."

All the students in the audience were mournful, as if they were not optimistic about Xie Lang.

After the game restarted, the time has entered 65 minutes.

Xie Lang didn't show his power as he imagined. He played 10 minutes and didn't even touch the ball?
Looking carefully at the players of the Civil and Martial Arts Academy, it seemed as if they were deliberately trying to discredit Xie Lang, they just refused to pass the ball to Xie Lang and let Xie Lang stand in the frontcourt alone.

Chen Zicong was very angry watching the game on the field, and immediately walked to Sun Yong's side and said, "Coach Sun, how can you play this way? They don't pass the ball to Brother Lang."

Sun Yong heard the words, stepped forward and clapped his hands, and said to everyone at the side of the playground:

"Haven't you understood? You can lose the game, but I hope you don't lose so ugly. You can't lose your fighting spirit if you lose. If you can't win the championship, can't you hold your breath? It's all at this time, and you are still fighting in the nest?"

However, just as Coach Sun finished speaking, a sudden scene appeared.

Xie Lang rushed back to his own half, he... unexpectedly...

That's right, Xie Lang actually rushed to Gu Liang's side, with a powerful sliding tackle, he touched the ball first, and with a perfect tackle, he shoveled the football from the players' feet, and then protected the ball past three people in a row. More than 30 meters away, a heavy artillery with a sudden cold arrow came!

boom!
--next moment!
The ball is in!
The score was rewritten to 3 to 1!

At this moment, there was an exclamation from the scene.

The goalkeeper of Beijing University stared at Xie Lang dumbfounded, as if he never expected that Xie Lang would kick suddenly.

This is what people often say, does great effort produce miracles?
This fucking must be a lucky ball in exchange for vigorous efforts!

After the ball was scored, Gu Liang was still standing there, with that big mouth that could have filled a football.

"I'm sorry, this kick is really beautiful, super world waves."

"Isn't it? I didn't expect Coach Sun to have such a surprise soldier in his hands..."

"Who is this guy? Why haven't I seen this guy when I watched Li Jun's training?"

"Him? His name is Xie Lang, and he's a third-year student! The guy who saved Xia Kexin before didn't expect him to be so good at the game."

Especially Wu Fengye and his coaching team at the scene were even more surprised to see Xie Lang's expression.

As the saying goes, fake fans come to see handsome men and beautiful women, while insiders watch the way.

Although Xie Lang shoveled his own people too much just now, but one thing has to be said, since he dared to shovel his own players and then took a shot, he had great confidence in himself.

If this kick fails to score, the consequences are unimaginable, I am afraid that I will be sprayed to death by my classmates.

Is this kind of decisive guy really just a substitute?

"If you want to win the game, just pass the ball to me, it's that simple." Xie Lang finished briefly.

In order to buy the next time, Xie Lang hurriedly ran to the opponent's goal frame to hold the football, and ran back to the midfield to put it down.

"It's just luck, let's see how I save your ball next time." The opponent's goalkeeper looked at Xie Lang's back and said a harsh word with disdain.

After the kick-off, the football quickly landed at Wu Fengye's feet after several passes.

"It's in the penalty area! The ball has passed to Wu Fengye's feet. This time, will he choose the world wave outside the penalty area?"

The commentator sat in the stands, shouting hoarsely.

It's not that the students of the Civil and Military Academy don't work hard, but that they rely too much on Li Jun in the midfield.

Once Li Jun was targeted, the entire midfield and backcourt were completely out of touch with the frontcourt, and mistakes continued.

After Wu Fengye received the ball, he dribbled the ball along the sidewalk, and then made a cross cut. The ball was squared and was about to kick...

Bang! !

Shovel!

Another neat slide shovel!
Xie Lang slid the tackle and gave the football to his goalkeeper.

If it wasn't for his timely sliding tackle, Wu Fengye might have scored the football.

"This……"

The coaching staff of Beijing University couldn't believe it at all, and couldn't accept it!
How dare he tackle the ball on the edge of the penalty area?
Some coaches saw how extraordinary Xie Lang was.

This guy first shoveled the ball from his own team, and after scoring a goal, he slid the shovel in the penalty area.

From the position of forward, to travel long distances to guard, both as a forward and as a guest guard, who the hell can resist this?

They stared wide-eyed, looking at Xie Lang on the field, all of them looked like sculptures.

(End of this chapter)