Xueba, don't look at me, look at the question!

In the second half of the game, the advantages of Cao Wu and his professional athletes came to the fore.

After all, regardless of personal ability, the school football team is much higher than the law professional team in terms of skills and physical strength.

Even though Bai Jingtan has shifted from the forward line to the midfielder, trying to maintain the situation on the field and prevent Cao Wu from scoring goals, but the long-term running, fighting, and tackles have consumed too much of Bai Jingtan's physical strength.

3: 0.

3: 1.

3: 2.

3: 3.

Twenty minutes to the end of the game.

Mu Nanyu was standing on the sidelines, unconsciously grabbing the hem of his shirt with the hand hanging by his side, his palm was already sweating.

Cao Wu was rushing towards the goal from the side with the ball. Except for Bai Jingtan, the closest person in their team to Cao Wu was nearly 30 meters away, and there was no time to step forward to intercept the ball.

The beads of sweat dripping from the broken hair on Bai Jingtan's forehead hit the back of his hands and splashed fine droplets of water, reflecting the sunlight crystal clear.

He was trying to accelerate, trying to steal the ball before Cao Wu ran to the perfect shooting point to shoot.

The goalkeeper in the team is a novice, watching the situation on the field nervously, and has almost given up on goalkeeping.

"Fuck, why is this goalkeeper in a daze, standing in front of the goal and can't defend the ball, why not go on the field to defend!"

Guan Fang stomped his feet resentfully, and glanced at Mu Nanyu beside him, only to find that the other person's face was even more gloomy than his, and seemed to have an extra layer of complicated emotions.

"Brother Yu, I know you really hope that Brother Tan can win. After all, Cao Wu has repeatedly disgusted you two. But if you lose the game, Brother Tan has really tried his best. Don't..."

"Of course I don't blame him. It doesn't matter if you win or not."

It's just that Bai Jingtan played so hard, it's a pity to lose like this.

It's not a pity to be ashamed in front of Cao Wu.

It's a pity for the sweat he shed.

Cao Wu ran near the goal and paused, as if he was about to take a shot. A few players majoring in law in the distance had given up running and stood still panting, as if they had foreseen their own failure.

Lost to the varsity football team.

Lost to professional athletes.

Still lost by a small score.

It doesn't seem so embarrassing.

If you lose, you lose, it's just a ball game, what is it?

With a tackle, Bai Jingtan steals the ball before Cao Wu kicks it.

The body fell heavily on the green field, the black and white ball uniform was covered with mud and grass ash, and was firmly adsorbed on the fabric of the clothes by sweat.

Cao Wu staggered two steps forward, stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe that the ball he just had was stopped by Bai Jingtan, he watched the football roll towards the goalkeeper, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

He shouted at the same time: "Grab the ball, what are you doing in a daze?!"

While pretending to be unsteady, he suddenly fell down and kicked heavily towards Bai Jingtan's shoulder with his spiked legs.

"Damn it, Cao Wu is fucking flopping! Do you dare to make it more obvious? Brother Tan——"

The densely packed nails on the soles of the shoes hit Bai Jingtan's shoulder, with the force of malicious revenge, causing Bai Jingtan's body to deviate a few degrees on the grass in an instant, and wiped out a lodging weed.

"Baijingtan!"

Mu Nanyu watched as Bai Jingtan's handsome face suddenly became tense, as pale as if coated with a layer of white glaze.The jersey covering the shoulders oozes bright red, which is shocking.

Grass, Cao Wu dares to deliberately kick and injure someone? !

"Brother Yu—"

Guan Fang just reacted, and before he had time to reach out to stop him, the boy beside him was already rushing towards Baijingtan angrily, like a lion with its hair blown.

He easily climbed over the railing separating the stadium, and ran to Bai Jingtan's side amidst the uproar of the audience.

"Bai Jingtan, how are you?"

Mu Nanyu squatted down and saw a man covered in ashes lying on the green field in front of him. He wanted to reach out to help him up, but he didn't dare to touch him, for fear of accidentally pressing the wound on his shoulder.

Only tightly clenched his hands, his almond eyes were already glowing a faint scarlet.

"...Xiaoyu."

Bai Jingtan's voice was very hoarse, as if he was struggling with pain, he moved slightly, trying to sit up on his back, but as soon as he moved, a large piece of blood sprang out from his shoulder again, and the blood beads connected into a line, running along the The lines of his arms dripped down.

"It's just a little flesh wound, don't worry."

The ending trembled so loudly that it was almost unhearable.

Mu Nanyu only felt a heart beating violently in his chest, beating desperately, as if on fire, ready to explode at any moment.

The whistle for the timeout of the game came late, and the referee and Bai Jingtan's teammates gathered around one after another, calling for the school doctor, asking for bandages...

Mu Nanyu stood up abruptly, the noise around him had become a blur when it reached his ears, and he couldn't hear anything clearly.

The black pupils were slightly red, like a beast whose scales had been touched, looking around looking for the instigator.

Cao Wu had already got up and stood not far away. He was flopping, but he was not injured except for a little dust on his body.With his arms crossed in front of his chest, the expression on his face was half-sarcastic and half-sarcastic, and the rest was full of complacency.

"Why do you kick someone?"

When Mu Nanyu's clear voice sank, it revealed a dry and angry hostility.

When Cao Wu saw him, he raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, stepped back a little nervously, and then laughed confidently.

"How can I call it kicking, Mu Nanyu, don't label me indiscriminately. It was obviously Bai Jingtan who was fighting for the ball with me. After I was knocked down by him, I accidentally touched his shoulder."

"Screw your mother's ass."

"What the fuck did you say?!"

Mu Nanyu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, stepped forward in two steps, grabbed his collar and punched him.

"I said, put your mother's fart!"

Cao Wu stared at him in astonishment, and immediately raised his hand to stop his fist: "You dare to hit me? There are so many people around, if you dare to hit me, I tell you that you will definitely be punished, you fucking of--"

"My demerit in high school is higher than your score in the college entrance examination!"

"Mu Nanyu, let go!"

Mu Nanyu's punch was about to hit Cao Wu's face, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him, he punched Cao Wu's hand but did not relax at all.

"...Xiaoyu, let go."

Bai Jingtan's cold voice trembled slightly because of the pain, almost coaxing him.

"Xiaoyu, let go, don't fight."

If you make a move, you will be punished, and your graduation will be affected in the future.

For a beast, there is no need.

As soon as Mu Nanyu gritted his teeth, he felt that the roots of his teeth were sore, and he was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, but Bai Jingtan's words were like a collar, holding him firmly in place.

He had no choice but to let go of his hand abruptly, watching Cao Wu stagger back in embarrassment, and turned to look for Bai Jingtan.

Bai Jingtan had been put on a stretcher by the campus, the clothes on his shoulders were ripped open, and there were large bruises and bloody cuts, with blood gurgling out.

Mu Nanyu froze for a moment, his eyes suddenly became blank and blank.

What should I do?

What can he do?

Is Bai Jingtan's shoulder injury serious?

"Xiaoyu... come here."

Mu Nanyu walked over mechanically, and the school doctor was spraying him with Yunnan Baiyao, and simply disinfecting the hemostatic bandage.

"...give me your hand."

Mu Nanyu stretched out his hand, and was tightly circled by Bai Jingtan.

Bai Jingtan's amber phoenix eyes are slightly squinted, his facial features are cold and sweaty.

The palm of his hand was hot.

"Xiaoyu didn't fight... so good."