Everyone just laughed and said nothing.
Bet, for these big guys, a few hundred meters is not much, it is just for entertainment.
They defeated the Chinese national team just to give Huo Yu face. In fact, no one thought Huo Yu and his team could win.
Xie Jie and Huo Yu had the closest relationship, so naturally they didn't need to give face, so they suppressed the American team with all their heart.
Seeing Xie Jie hurriedly taking money out of his pocket, Huo Yu secretly felt funny.
This little Xie is really a prodigy in gambling. He bought the World Cup according to his prediction, and his villa is directly next to the sea!
After a half-hour break, Huo Yu came to the court with four players, and Larson also stood opposite him with four players.
Although they are all scientists, these American players are very well-proportioned, and they are obviously players who exercise regularly.
"Stationmaster Huo, let's kick off the ball." Larson was very personable.
Huo Yu was not polite. He looked at the generals behind him and said, "Wei Di, go ahead."
Wei Di grimaced: "Webmaster, I've never played football."
"Don't be nervous." Huo Yu held his shoulder and pointed to the goal in the distance, "Do you see that goal? Just kick the ball in."
Wei Di nodded, placed the football on the snow unfamiliarly, and swung out one foot. His movements were slow and clumsy. At first glance, he looked like a novice who had never played football before.
Whoosh——
In full view of everyone, the football drew a beautiful parabola in the air.
Under the bewildered eyes of the American goalkeeper, the football passed through his crotch, crossed the goal line, and hit the back net.
The ball was scored. The icekeeper on the sidelines turned over the sign and the score came to 1:0.
American player:? ? ?
other people:? ? ?
Audiences in the live broadcast room:? ? ?
Xie Jie:! ! !
Everyone in Larsen is stupid. You call this someone who has never played football?
Although the field of snow football is small, it is more than 20 meters from the center line of the ball to the goal. You just kicked it in?
Is this an automatic sight mounted on the foot?
Wei Di said nervously: "Did I kick correctly? Why didn't they say anything?"
When Wei Di just moved his feet, he felt a familiar feeling, and the vision change of assisting shooting in the favor ability appeared again.
Kicking and shooting are the same thing, they are both shooting something at a target.
Huo Yu was a little embarrassed: "Ahem, this is my brother's first time playing football. His feet feel great, so there should be no problem, right?"
The corners of Larson's mouth twitched slightly.
Is this your first time playing football?
I won’t watch the next World Cup without you!
"It's okay, let's continue." Larson pretended to be calm.
He sneaked up to the strongest player on the American team and whispered: "That brother at kickoff is a bit weird. You can show him to death later."
The strong American players nodded repeatedly.
In their opinion, among Huo Yu's group, only Wei Di could play well.
And judging from the posture of Wei Di's kick just now, it is very likely that he was still blind.
If Huo Yu and others had this skill, how could China not even qualify for the World Cup?
The court kicked off again, this time by Huo Yu himself.
He looked at the gate at the end of the field in the distance, feeling a little eager to try.
After thinking for a long time, Huo Yu gave up the idea of shooting.
It's better to restrain yourself, it would be disrespectful to shoot like this again.
He passed it to Bai Xiaomo who was aside.
Bai Xiaomo took the ball excitedly and ran towards the opponent's court with the football.
The opposing players quickly came to defend, and Larson took the lead, planning to step forward and take away the football from Bai Xiaomo's feet.
Perhaps because he saw that Bai Xiaomo was a girl, Larson did not fight for her violently and tried to make his movements as gentle as possible.
Bai Xiaomo didn't show any fear at all, he just flew up and kicked!
Paji——
Larson looked at the spinning world in front of him with a confused face, being thrown up high and falling quickly again.
Snowflakes were rising all over the sky.
The icekeeper, who was temporarily brought in as a referee, quickly blew the whistle.
Larson was lying on the snow, his expression a little dull.
Bai Xiaomo shrank his neck and looked at Huo Yu standing aside as if asking for help.
Huo Yu helped Larson up with a look of helplessness: "Brother, are you okay?"
Larson's head was full of questions.
"No..." He felt his head was a little short-circuited, "Let's figure it out."
Huo Yu nodded quickly.
"She is a pretty and fragile girl, right?" Larson pointed to Bai Xiaomo, who was looking apologetic.
Huo Yu looked at Bai Xiaomo and continued to nod.
"Then why did I just watch her lightly kick me, and then I flew into the sky?"
"She is different." Huo Yu didn't know how to explain it. Ever since Bai Xiaomo awakened, his strength was frightening even if he didn't use his favoring ability.
"You can understand that she is born with divine power."
Larson blinked in confusion.
Who are these people!
"Keep going, I won't believe it anymore." Larson doesn't believe in evil at all.
The game continues.
In line with the principle of friendship first and competition second, the referee did not give a yellow card or anything, but just awarded the ball to the American team.
Larson took the ball personally this time, passed Bai Xiaomo and Wei Di, and flew towards the Chinese goal.
Huo Yu on the side didn't have the nerve to stop him and deliberately slowed down his pace.
The goalkeeper of the Chinese team is Wu Yi.
Seeing Larson running towards him, Wu Yi quickly made a defensive posture.
Larsson ran rampant until he was four or five meters away from the goal and kicked a precise volley.
The football spun and flew out at a weird angle. Wu Yi couldn't touch the football at all and watched it fly into the goal.
1:1 draw.
Larson took a deep breath, this is the right thing.
You may not have the confidence to beat the Chinese in other sports, but how can you lose in football?
After losing the ball, Wu Yi picked up the football with an annoyed look on his face and asked Huo Yu loudly: "Lao Huo, how do you drive?"
Huo Yu also replied loudly: "Just open your big feet."
Wu Yi nodded slightly, casually aimed at the opposite goal, gently threw the football, and kicked it out.
boom--
Everyone heard a muffled sound and the football was thrown high into the sky.
Players from both teams quickly ran to try to catch the falling football.
But as they ran, everyone noticed something was wrong.
Did the ball fly a little far?
The goalkeeper of the American team was drinking bottled mineral water when he suddenly heard a 'whoosh' sound, as if a ball-shaped object jumped past him.
Before he could put down the mineral water bottle, he saw the football bounce onto the net and then slide onto the snow.
goalkeeper:? ? ?
Didn't the opponent just kick off?
It’s not that fast by plane!
Larson looked hopeless.
Good guy, the one just now had a sight on his foot, and now this goalkeeper is directly an anti-aircraft gun!
You call this playing football?
