Chapter 71 I Will Shoot a World Ball, Just You Watch! (2/2)
Peng Jiaqi seemed to be in a state of shock and she hurriedly said, ”Brother Feng, I say you'd better go take a shower first, I'll be getting up soon.”
”I'll go take a bath. Alright, taking a shower early in the morning is a good habit.”
It was only at this time that Liu Feng had remembered that last night, Peng Jiaqi's body was clad with only a towel. This time, however, not even the towel was on her body. How was she going to get up with him around here.
And hence, Liu Feng had entered the toilet very sensibly. With little effort, the toilet had rung with the sound of water.
Following which, the blanket on the bed had been kicked away by a pair of small legs. Peng Jiaqi quickly tossed and got up, her gleaming snow-white skin appearing extremely eye-catching under the natural light.
But soon enough, little sister Jiaqi widened her eyes and her whole body seemed fossilized. ”My Heavens! I'd taken off my clothes in the bathroom yesterday night!”
...
When Liu Feng and Peng Jiaqi had left the Green Apple couple hotel, it was already a little over nine in the morning.
This morning there was only one lesson in the Chinese Department. The two of them were surely unable to turn up for it anymore. Liu Feng simply took it as sending Peng Jiaqi back to the school and taking Yang Shiwen back home at the same time.
On the way, Peng Jiaqi kept her head down the whole time. She did not dare to take the initiative to raise her head to look out Liu Feng and it was like that as well when she entered Ke Da directly.
Unknowingly, the two of them had already entered the female students' dormitory. At the left side that was near the female students' dormitory, there was a soccer field. At this time, there were several big boys who were practising the attacking and defensive styles of five on five soccer.
And when she walked to this place, Peng Jiaqi stopped in her footsteps.
”You like soccer?” Liu Feng stood beside her and also looked in the direction of the soccer field.
Peng Jiaqi nodded her head. ”Yes. My father is a soccer fan. I've been influenced by him from young and hence, I like this sport.”
Liu Feng said, ”Actually, I like soccer too because this is a sport that tests the abilities of team work and the fighting spirit of the team the most. Oh yes, of course, which soccer team do you like the most?”
Peng Jiaqi said: ”My favourite is Barcelona and Arsenal. I like Barcelona because their cohesive strength in general had always been very strong. I like Arsenal because my father likes it.”
At the mention of soccer, Peng Jiaqi was driven to speak again and she spoke in a way that was exceedingly animated.
”Do you have soccer celebrities that you like?” Liu Feng asked.
”Of course, I like Neymar.”
”Neymar, your soccer skills are not bad. The gift of soccer-playing is in the DNA of the Brazilians.”
”Actually, I like the Chinese team too. Even though our country's soccer team is very weak, I feel that we should be supporting our own country's team.”
”But it's a pity. Looking at the Chinese team compete, the final commentary will usually say with much regret: there's not much time left for the Chinese male soccer players anymore.”
”Ha ha!”
Peng Jiaqi was humored again by Liu Feng.
And just at this moment, the university students in the soccer field had gone close to where these two people were just as they had been fighting for the ball.
Moreover, the soccer ball had flown out from under the feet of these two defenders and had rolled towards Liu Feng.
Liu Feng raised his leg and stopped the ball in its tracks. Then, with the push of a foot, he sent the ball rolling a stable pace to a service player from the blue team, who wedged the ball under his foot.
”Bro, thank you!” The service player from the blue team smiled and waved his hand at Liu Feng.
However, on the other hand, the service player from the red team was not happy now. A man who was of a tall and strong physique pointed at Liu Feng and hollered. ”Rascal, are you blind? Did you blindly send the ball over, heck? Just now, the ball had rolled out from under his feet, so no, the ball is on our side.”
Cough!
Peng Jiaqi cusped her mouth and gently coughed once, and reminded in a small voice, ”Brother Feng, this person is right.”
”Alright then!” Liu Feng smiled and said, ”Excuse me, you guys continue monkeying around, we'll get going first.”
”Monkeying around!”
That service player from the red team had gotten even madder. ”Damn it, did you just say that we were just monkeying around playing soccer? You stop there right now, I'm telling you that soccer balls have souls and we...”
”Stop!”
Liu Feng made the hand gesture of stopping and said, ”Both of your teams are practising defending and now that you, the red team, has lost the ball. Are you now taking it out on me? And you said that soccer balls have souls. You tell me, where is the ball's soul?”
”That's enough Xiao Zhou, he's just here to watch the commotion. What are you fighting with him for?”
”Exactly. Let's just kick our own balls.”
”Alright. The ball will now belong to you red team. I'll just let you have your way.”
Other people had also come over to persuade this guy. But that person who had been called Xiao Zhou, seemed to have gotten even more excited with greater persuasion.
”Everyone gets to the side. Just now, this rascal had said that we were just monkeying around. Did you not hear that!”
Xiao Zhou pushed aside the people who were standing beside him and then, he walked to Liu Feng, stared at him, and said, ”You said soccer balls don't have souls. Do you dare to compete with me?”
”What's there to compete for?”
Liu Feng laughed and said, ”Soccer balls originally did not have souls. It's the soccer player who is endowed with soul. If you have not figured out the relationship between the ball and the player, you'll never be able to achieve any fame in your lifetime.”
”Bullshit. It's not as if you'll be able to achieve any fame in soccer. We are the school team of Ke Da and we have to represent Ke Da to take part in the university sports meet. How are you even qualified...”
Without waiting for Xiao Zhou to finish speaking, Liu Feng waved his hands at the guy who had received the ball just now. ”Bro, pass the ball over to me. I'm going to demonstrate this live to let them know if balls, or their players, have souls.”
That guy stood shell-shocked for a while and truly passed the ball over.
After receiving the ball, Liu Feng used his instep to gently trip the ball. The ball had actually moved under his foot and had spun several rounds in its original position at a high speed. This flowery ball-kicking technique had floored everyone who was present.
Afterwards, Liu Feng pointed at the direction of the goal and asked Xiao Zhou. ”How far is it from where I am to the goal?”
Xiao Zhou turned his head to have a look and said loudly, ”This is far now, and it's at least 40 meters.”
”Oh!”
Liu Feng nodded his head once and continued asking, ”From your position, are you able to kick the ball into the goal?”
”Wow! You're able to? Kicking a ball 40 meters in is one type of world ball, get it?” Xiao Zhou spoke in a tone of condescension, ”Of course, under conditions where there's no one to stop me, if you were to use your legs to shoot the goal with all your force, you might get a chance to get the ball in. Why, you're thinking of performing scoring a goal 40 meters in?”
”Alright, just shut up. I'll score a Wave of the World, just you see!” Liu Feng spoke with much self-confidence.