Chapter 351: Three Hits on the Crossbar

At the same time, Zhu Baoping blocked Sun Dawei; when enemies meet, they are especially jealous, and for this guy who snatched his goddess and beat him up, Zhu Baoping could be said to hate him to the bone.

He gathered all his strength, keeping a tight watch on him.

Both of them were rookies, and after a period of stalemate, Sun Dawei found an opening and passed the ball to Zheng Baiqiang, who was charging forward, but Shen Yan was quick-witted.

With a burst of acceleration, he intercepted it in the middle.

After dribbling the ball forward for a distance, he delivered a powerful kick, and the soccer ball flew into the air, heading straight toward the position where Tang Song was in the front half.

Seeing this, Zheng Baiqiang and Sun Dawei scratched their heads in frustration.

Off the field, there was a wave of cheers, shouting to support Shen Yan.

"Wow, wow, wow! My male god is simply devastatingly handsome."

"Even the school team player can't get the upper hand against him."

Wu Yue'er was completely oblivious to what restraint was, jumping and shouting there: "Shen Yan is handsome, handsome, handsome, his fan girls love, love, love him."

Once the slogan came out, other little fan girls followed along and shouted.

"Shen Yan is handsome, handsome, handsome, his fan girls love, love, love him."

Chen Shanni was also beaming with joy, but she couldn't be as uninhibited as Wu Yue'er.

She just silently cheered for Shen Yan in her heart!

In the time that followed, Shen Yan kept a close watch on Zheng Baiqiang, leaving Zheng Baiqiang with no options; he was intercepted by Shen Yan every other moment, and his mentality was on the verge of collapse.

And whenever Shen Yan snatched the ball, he would usually kick it to the front half and let them scramble for it.

He would stay in the back, eating melons and watching the show, taking the opportunity to chat with others.

It could be said that after half a game, eighty percent of the time the ball was being scrambled for in the front half.

Such a unique and interesting scene made the audience laugh uncontrollably.

The only pity was that the Red Team players weren't very effective; even like this, they still hadn't managed to score a goal, wasting Shen Yan's painstaking efforts in vain.

"Beep."

A whistle blew, and the first half ended.

Zheng Baiqiang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Shen Yan with a look of despair: "Brother, can you stop marking me? Wouldn't it be better if you went to the front half to join the Audacious Charge?"

Shen Yan shook his head while walking off the field and said: "That's too tiring; it's more comfortable being a defender."

The other students almost laughed until they couldn't breathe; it was Zheng Baiqiang's bad luck to run into a big salted fish like Shen Yan.

Arriving at the logistics area off the field, many girls shyly handed water to Shen Yan, but Shen Yan raised his hand to politely decline, only accepting water from Chen Shanni.

"Ooh!"

This scene caused others to start jeering, their expressions full of ambiguity.

A blush appeared on Chen Shanni's cheeks, but she didn't retreat in the slightest and handed a towel to Shen Yan; Shen Yan didn't care about others' thoughts at all, enjoying the attentive service of the good girl.

Other little fan girls looked at Chen Shanni with suspicion and whispered among themselves.

"Do you guys know who this girl is?"

"Don't know, but she's so pretty!"

"She should be a classmate of the 'Rice Noodle Brother'; she's standing right next to Wu Yue'er."

"No way, does the male god have a new flame again?"

"Sob sob sob! Don't! The male god should belong to everyone."

Taking advantage of the halftime break, several team members gathered around Shen Yan, and Tang Song suggested: "Old Shen, why don't you go to the front court to play? We've been running back and forth over there and are almost exhausted."

He Hongliang: "Yeah, Shen Yan, the physical exertion in the first half was too high; we really can't run anymore."

Shen Yan sighed and said speechlessly: "Can't you guys be a bit more effective? You've been scrambling for half a day and haven't scored a single goal; otherwise, the other side would have surrendered long ago."

The few of them laughed sheepishly; it was true, with so many opportunities in the first half, they hadn't managed to score a single goal, which was truly pathetic.

After discussing, it was finally decided that Shen Yan and Zhu Baoping would substitute into the front court.

The second half began, and the Red Team had possession; Tang Song stood in the bottom left corner of the front court, then made a dash forward and kicked the ball into the air toward the front of the goal.

Shen Yan estimated the angle, suddenly moved five steps to the back left, and then jumped into the air, despite having an opposing player defending him.

But relying on his height advantage and excellent jumping ability, Shen Yan got there first for a header.

He headed the ball toward the goal.

Under everyone's nervous gaze, with a "bang," the ball hit the crossbar above the goal and flew into the sky.

What a pity!

Shen Yan hadn't tried a header before, and his control of the force was slightly off.

However, it wasn't over yet; the ball flying into the sky strangely fell behind Shen Yan again, and Shen Yan quickly retreated two steps, once again getting there first.

He delivered another header!

What was speechless was that the ball hit the crossbar again and flew into the air.

At this point, both the enemy and his own side, as well as the audience off the field, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

If you say he's accurate, he didn't score.

If you say he's inaccurate, he hit the crossbar twice, seemingly in the same spot.

However, it wasn't over yet; the soccer ball fell from the sky again. Once, twice, but not a third time; this time Shen Yan didn't continue with a header, but lifted his leg for a volley.

Unexpectedly, because of the laughter just now, Shen Yan failed to control the angle this time, and the ball once again precisely hit that crossbar.

And flew off the field.

"Hahaha!"

"Damn! I'm dying of laughter!"

"The 'Rice Noodle Brother's' performance is truly showing off to the heavens."

"If he had made even the slightest mistake, the ball would have gone in; I really want to know how he managed to do that."

Seeing this, the entire crowd burst into uproarious laughter; members of both teams clutched their stomachs, some squatting on the ground, others lying flat.

Without a doubt, Shen Yan's fierce-as-a-tiger maneuver had left an indelible impression on everyone's mind.

Uh...

Shen Yan rubbed his nose, feeling so awkward his toes could have dug out a three-bedroom apartment.

This is a disaster; a lifetime of reputation ruined in an instant.

I just hope no one filmed it.

Off the field, Wu Yue'er leaned on Chen Shanni's shoulder, laughing until she was out of breath, saying, "Shanni, look at that awkward little expression on Shen Yan's face, it's hilarious."

Chen Shanni was also laughing until she trembled; this was her first time seeing Shen Yan look so embarrassed, and she found it quite interesting—no wonder Shen Yan liked teasing her so much, so this was what it felt like to watch someone else be flustered.

Amidst the various taunts and jeers, the match continued; this time, Shen Yan knew shame and became brave, determined to properly regain the face he had just lost.

After receiving the ball once more, his agile figure danced gracefully in the sunset, the soccer ball at his feet like his dance partner, moving flexibly with his steps.

He bypassed the final defender.

His leg muscles tensed, and he kicked with all his might.

Instantly, the soccer ball streaked across the grass like a speeding meteor, fast and fierce.

Before the goalkeeper could react, it went "swish" into the net.