Chapter 701

Many people looked at Wang Fei.

Wang Fei shrugged and whispered to Liu Meijuan, "Meijuan, I think we'd better go! I don't want to be surrounded."

"What are you going to do? You haven't seen that bastard. He's crazy. He's sick and needs to be cured," said Liu Meijuan.

Zhang Xiufeng saw Liu Meijuan holding Wang Fei's arm. He was a little crazy with jealousy.

In his eyes, Wang Fei wants to be tall and have a good figure. He doesn't have a good figure. His face is still hidden and looks like a disgrace.

Is this beauty blind?

Can a man of this kind see it?

"Ha ha! Just him? A hundred times better than me? A hundred times worse than me!" Zhang Xiufeng laughed wildly.

There was also a burst of laughter around.

Obviously, there are some people who think that Liu Meijuan's words are a little exaggerated.

The captain of the National Olympic Games, a rising star of domestic football, is also one in a million!

It's not too much to ask for money and fame!

The man Liu Meijuan is holding is just a mediocre person.

Wang Fei heard the laughter around him. He felt a little uncomfortable.

He doesn't want to be competitive.

However, it all stepped on his face. If he didn't respond, he really couldn't swallow it.

Wang Fei said to Liu Meijuan, "wait for me to go up and compare him to the ditch!"

"Hmm! Come on, husband! You're the best! Now you just go up and take off your glasses and mask, then everyone will start to ridicule that guy." Liu Meijuan said.

"No!"

Wang Fei said a word and he walked towards the stage.

On the stage, Wang Fei glanced at Zhang Xiufeng and said, "do you think it's great to bump the ball a few times?"

"Of course! If you can hit the ball ten times, I will admit that you are qualified to stand in front of me and talk to me." Zhang Xiufeng looked at Wang Fei arrogantly.

It's really crazy.

Wang Fei smiled and said, "the game was a mess. Being cool is first-class! I really convinced you! Don't you just hit the ball? I'll give you a good look."

Wang Fei said, reaching out and holding a football in his hand from the host's hand.

Liu Meijuan under the stage saw it and was a little worried.

She said in her heart that she had never heard Wang Fei say that he had played football! He's going to show his skills?

Does Wang Fei really think that hitting the ball is a very simple thing?

If the balance is not well mastered and there is no sense of the ball, the upper foot assignment will be disgraced.

It's really not easy to hit the ball!

Wang Fei saw Liu Meijuan under the stage with an anxious face.

Eliza looked at him with adoration on her face.

Wang Fei smiled and threw the football into the air.

The football fell from the air.

Seeing that it was about to fall to the ground, Wang Fei suddenly stretched out his right foot and caught it steadily.

When Wang Fei was doing this action, he was actually a little nervous.

After all, this is the first time he has played the technique of hitting the ball.

He had hardly touched football before.

Although he now has S-level football skills, he has no bottom in his heart about the effect.

If he hadn't been forced out to play cool, Wang Fei wouldn't have hit the ball in front of so many people.

"Wow!"

Liu Meijuan's eyes suddenly widened.

Throw the ball down directly and casually, and then catch it with your feet. This action seems simple, but it's not so easy to do it.

Zhang Xiufeng on the stage was also stunned.

He said in his heart, the boy looks like he has two brushes.

Wang Fei's first header was easily completed, and his confidence increased greatly.

He started bouncing the ball at once.

The right foot bumps the left foot, and then bumps with the heel like kicking shuttlecock.

The football was played by him and turned around his body. It looked very cool and natural.

Liu Meijuan looked straight.

She really doesn't know that Wang Fei has such a unique skill.

Just looking at the action of the ball, we can see that Wang Fei also has deep attainments in football.

Zhang Xiufeng saw that Wang Fei's action of hitting the ball was more fancy than himself. He was very mixed in his heart.

He thought, this boy, he can!

Because Zhang Xiufeng couldn't play many of the bumps Wang Fei played.

In the process of Wang Fei hitting the ball, the host also counted beside him.

On the count of 100, the host shouted excitedly, "Congratulations! Sir, you have completed the challenge goal of 100 pitches."

Wang Fei smiled and nodded to the host. He continued to speed up the ball.

Wang Fei wants to set a new record for hitting the ball.

At least, it's more bumpy than Zhang Xiufeng, isn't it?

Zhang Xiufeng was a little embarrassed.

"Enough!" he shouted beside Wang Fei.

"Is that enough? Now, do you still think it's a great thing that you can bump the ball?" Wang Fei looked at Zhang Xiufeng and said with a faint smile.

Zhang Xiufeng said: "it doesn't mean anything to be able to play a bump. If you can bump the ball, you don't necessarily play football. On the football field, people like you are just flashy and useless waste!"

Wang Fei's eyebrows stood up.

Fuck!

Is he still a little unconvinced?

Wang Fei picked the ball with his toes and the ball came to his hand.

Wang Fei grabbed the football and said with a smile, "really? Then, shall we compete on this stage?"

Wang Fei's confidence has doubled after this smash.

"Oh!"

Zhang Xiufeng smiled strangely. He looked at Wang Fei for a few times and said sarcastically, "your courage is commendable! You even want to compete with a professional football player. How do you want to compare?"

Wang Fei raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll take the ball. You come and grab the ball. If you can break the ball in one minute, I'll admit that you're really awesome! If you can't break the ball, then you have to apologize to me."

This is also a single challenge.

However, because football is played with feet, the control ability of feet is much worse than that of followers. Therefore, even if two people fight alone, it is obviously not enough on such a small stage.

"OK! I won't take a minute! I can end the battle in ten seconds!" Zhang Xiufeng said contemptuously to Wang Fei.

"Your tone is really not so big! You are so powerful, why don't you lead the Olympic Games to win the country of Yue?" Wang Fei said sarcastically.

This is a face-to-face disclosure.

Zhang Xiufeng was so angry that he turned white.

"Can you stop mentioning this? Didn't you just lose a warm-up? What's the big deal? Almost everyone is talking about this defeat. Are you finished?" Zhang Xiufeng said angrily.

"Ha ha! You don't realize the seriousness of the problem. In your eyes, losing to the state of Yue is not a shame, right? I really feel sad for you!" Wang Fei said with a sneer.

As he spoke, he threw the ball to the ground and stepped on it.

"Now, can we start to grab the ball?" Zhang Xiufeng asked with a pale and irritable face.

"Of course!" said Wang Fei.

Zhang Xiufeng suddenly rushed towards Wang.

"Wang Fei, be careful!" Liu Meijuan shouted.

After shouting, she found that she seemed to have exposed Wang Fei's identity.

However, few people have any abnormal reaction to this.

In fact, Wang Fei's name is really common. There are many people with duplicate names. No one on the scene would have thought that it was NBA superstar Wang Fei who had to compete with Zhang Xiufeng on the stage.

Wang Fei looked at Zhang Xiufeng with a sneer. He was like a raging bull.

He waited until Zhang Xiufeng rushed in front of him. Then, Wang Fei suddenly dribbled lightly, "Shua", and he flashed behind Zhang Xiufeng with the ball.

Zhang Xiufeng threw himself into the air.

He was stunned for a moment. The other party had two sons!

With such a small range of dribbling avoidance, you can do it so simply that you can see solid basic skills.

Zhang Xiufeng took a deep breath. He told himself: we must calm down and try to grab the ball from the other side as soon as possible.

Otherwise it would be embarrassing.

He turned around and rushed towards Wang Fei. While running, Zhang Xiufeng watched Wang Fei's movements. He had to first see which direction Wang Fei was flying to, and then take the ball from the other party's feet in advance.

However, Wang Fei didn't move at all and showed no sign of avoiding with the ball in advance.

Zhang Xiufeng blinked to Wang Fei. He raised his feet and hooked the ball in front of Wang Fei's feet.

Wang Fei bared his teeth and smiled. His toes moved. The ball was like sticking to his feet. Even people with the ball quickly flashed behind Zhang Xiufeng again.

As soon as Zhang Xiufeng gritted his teeth, he began to chase after him.

There are more and more people around the stage.

Everyone saw that Wang frisbee and the football flashed around in the narrow space. No matter how Zhang Xiufeng pressed, it was impossible to grab the ball from Wang Fei's feet.

"One minute!" the host shouted.

Zhang Xiufeng is completely crazy now.

fuck!

I lost my adult today!

I'm a national football player. I can't grab the ball at the foot of an amateur player. If it's passed out, where will my face go?

Therefore, Zhang Xiufeng didn't stop. He suddenly a sliding shovel and went to Wang feishovel, who had stopped the football.

Fuck!

Wang Fei didn't expect that this man should be so shameless!

The host shouted to stop, and he even made a tackle.

Wang Fei couldn't think more. He caught the ball on his feet and jumped directly from Zhang Xiufeng.

"Stop! Sir, your move is too dangerous!" the host hurried over and said to Zhang Xiufeng who got up from the ground.

There was also an uproar under the stage.

Everyone began to boo Zhang Xiufeng.

"Bah! What international? Shame!"

"Even an amateur player can't play. I really feel very sad that such a person should claim the future hope of our Chinese football!"

"Shame! It's enough for a dignified international to be anxious if he can't grab it!"

Of course, some people pay attention to Wang Fei.

"My God! The young man who forced Zhang Xiufeng into a hurry is really powerful! He has a lot of life under his feet. He should be allowed to join the national team with such good footwork!"

"This is the so-called expert among the people? I really don't know how the Football Association selects people. Choose some useless people to join the national team!"

Someone shouted at Wang Fei on the stage: "young man, show your face! Your performance is too bright today. We all send videos for you to make you red and show you to the people of the national team!"

Wang Feixin said, show your face, can I show my face?

I must not show my face.

To show your face is to make trouble for yourself.

Therefore, Wang Fei turned around and went down the stage.

The host shouted to him, "Sir, stop and take away your prize."

So Wang Fei turned around and picked up his prize and jumped off the stage.