Chapter 73 (1/2)
Sharp knife turned off the video. He took off his armor and sat on the ground, remembering what Luo Ling had just done. Then he sighed: ”this guy is quite like me before.”
I don't know why, sharp knife hopes Luo Ling can always be such a person. His words may be extreme just now. After all, the other party is just a new person who doesn't know anything.
The street opposite the main road of the village in the city is called Changting street. There are various shops and restaurants on both sides of Changting street.
The girl named Xiaoyu, whose full name is Xia Yu, is a freshman who is about to enter the a university in Z city. She knows that she is the hope of the whole family. Only by studying hard can she leave the place where the fish and dragons are mixed up in the future.
Xia Yu holds the middle-aged man. She is very grateful for Luoling's appearance, but just now she was so shocked that she could not even say a word of thanks, so he left in a hurry.
Xia Yu recalled the back of his departure, and his heart had already touched.
She had fallen in love with the mysterious man who was wearing black armor, looked majestic and had a big uncle's smoke voice. She knew that the man was called the mysterious man and was a hero of chivalry and justice.
Luo Ling spent the night lying on the park bench. He was so talented that he went back to the dormitory as usual.
When Luo Ning is still sleeping, Luo Tian has already contacted Mo Zihao and others.
In order to deal with Luoling, led by Shen Yiming, Mo Zihao, Fang Tao, Hao Mingfeng and Luo Tian, a united front has been established, which happens to be different classes.
They are like the agents who worked underground in an extraordinary period a long time ago, trying to deal with Luoling.
In the afternoon of physical education, Luo Ling was supposed to go to bed. Mo Zihao came to him for the first time to play football.
”There were some misunderstandings between us before. Let's have a friendly match. Let's forget the past. It's all classmates.” Mo Zihao's lying is really not a red face, heart does not jump, but also very sincere.
”I don't believe you.” Luo Ning said in her heart, after all, it's better to give face if people take the initiative to show kindness.
Luo Ling can be sure that Mo Zihao will be a scum man in the future.
Rochin once again stood on the football field, the memories of the past as if presented in front of him.
Before Rochin came on the stage, he lit up the mastery of football, and then a lot of information came into his mind, such as hat tricks, hanging gold hooks upside down and so on.
Before Luo Ling is a ball crazy, a small number of players because the number is not enough to be forced up, the result is naturally ugly, not only other team members, even their own team are always plotting against him.
But it's different now.
Rochin volunteered as a striker.
After guessing the ball, Rochin's side kicks off.
Rochin holds the ball, speeds up, turns, with sharp feet, shaking face to face.
Peng Cheng, the guard of the school football team, started his first round. He is even a reserve member of the youth football team. After graduation, he can directly enter the sports school to participate in training. He is a person with both strength and talent.
Seeing Loching's back and forth footstep, several people have been broken through, and Luoling runs faster with the ball than those people are chasing.
People who are watching are not surprised. They haven't forgotten how Hao Mingfeng lost to Luo Ning.
However, football is not just about speed.
Pengcheng mouth a Yang, all people can not stop Luo Ling, is not his best foil to show strength? As long as we stop Luoning here, Peng Cheng thinks that it is enough to show that his strength is more powerful than all the others combined.
”Let's show you the difference between professional and amateur.”
Pengcheng has seen all of Luoling's dribbling process. Pengcheng's talent is that he can quickly remember the players' dribbling habits, and then formulate Countermeasures in his mind. When he is one-on-one, he can often steal.
But Luoling's dribbling speed is really amazing. With his already fast speed, Pengcheng's face is dripping with cold sweat. He has never seen anyone like Luoling.
Rochin's movements were smooth, and after another, his players were standing behind the midfield, watching a one-man rocking show.