Ye Yuhu was both ashamed and angry, and had a desperate desire, but the players did not cooperate well. He rushed from the frontcourt to the backcourt and from the backcourt to the frontcourt. Many people were shaking their heads: "There is not even a decent coach, they are completely furious and have only scored two goals, which is a blessing in their fortunes."

Liao Xuebing also sighed: "Why can't this fool bear the stimulation? I'll find a way to calm him down. How can I not be aware of playing football? I once had the title of Golden Right Foot at first glance that he had disrupted the deployment of captain Wang Long, and several people could no longer hold on to the long run and were breathing heavily. Hu Ce, do we have substitutes in our class?"

Siyan shrugged with a wry smile: "If there are substitutes, will they call back the two kings who missed classes? There are only twenty boys in the class, half of them are on the court, and there are several remaining bean sprouts like me who have fallen down with wind. There are also nerds with great myopia. They will definitely not even touch the ball after they come on the court. There are also several basketball supporters who claim that they have no technical content in playing football..."

Chen Younian kicked his legs and raised his arms, moved his body and said, "Teacher, let me replace him. I can do some tricks."

"You? What are you going to kick up on your shirt, trousers, leather shoes?"

As the stadium changed, many people looked gloomy and unstable. Liao Xuebing looked at the amount on his laptop and said to Siyan: "Is your bet limit to betting?" All of them were bet on Class 2 of Year 2, with a total amount of more than 5,000 yuan.

"No restrictions are available for the time being. Otherwise, teacher, please bet some money and everyone will be happy."

"I don't have that time to go to the toilet first." Liao Xuebing slipped away and hurriedly found the ATM on the school to take out the more than 4,000 yuan of activity funds given to him last time, put it on his body and ran back to the stadium.

The situation is very clear. The offensive is stormy in three years, and there are also obvious advantages to lead by two goals. "Hu Ce, what are the odds you are going to do?" Liao Xuebing asked leisurely with his legs trembling.

"Televisions in three years will give the half ball, which means that if they get a draw, they will lose, and they will win only if they have a goal difference of more than one."

"Will this be too suspense?"

Siyan looked up at him: "Teacher, aren't you saying you're not gambling? Why are you suddenly interested? Let's do this, I'll analyze the basis and rules for British gambling companies to offer odds... In fact, we just want to motivate the players on the field. Of course, it's good to win, but if you lose, just treat it as a lesson."

Class 1 has suppressed the opponent in the half of the game, and even the defenders have the honor to shoot a few shots at the goal. Their goalkeeper has been bored and leaning on the post and yawning. Lao Liao thought to himself: "It's all up to you to make a fortune. Anyway, these students have money on weekdays. I don't think it's cruel to do this, so I just treat it as confiscating their pocket money and letting them go out less crazy. It's also for their own good."

After observing for a few more minutes, I made up my mind secretly and quietly pulled four eyes and said, "Hu Ce, don't you think everyone is too risky to bet on one? Then I'll bet on Class One for three years to let you in insurance."

"How much does the teacher have to bet?"

"Just give me 4,500 yuan." Lao Liao tried his best to pretend to be an indifferent tycoon and took out a thick stack of banknotes.

A sharp-eyed girl had seen it, and Bei Xiaodan said angrily: "Teacher, you are so despicable, but you are our class teacher. You actually make the enemy's bet!"

"So cunning!"

"Unforgivable!"

The girls shouted, pinching their pink fists to beat him up. An Chunchun, who had a little affection for him, was so angry that her pretty face turned pale, "How can the teacher sell his class to defeat the enemy? It's so uncharacteristic!"

"Cough! Cough! You can't say that, things must be judged based on the front and back." Seeing that they were angry, Liao Xuebing had to make excuses for himself: "The teacher did this to help them, inspire their ambitions, and let them understand that if you want to play well, you can only study hard, especially the Chinese subject... Let's do this, I will also give our class a bet as an encouragement to them. If this little money wins, I will give it a treat."

He touched his pocket, took out his wrinkled 50 cents and threw it on the table and said, "Just pay so much. The teacher just started working and has no salary yet. This little money represents my greatest wish. I sincerely hope they can win."

Everyone made a gesture of contempt for him. An Chunchun heard him speak loudly and thought helplessly: "The teacher is really shameful."

Next, Lao Liao's mind was completely tilted to Class One in Three Years. I wished they would score more than ten or twenty more goals, and I wished that the defense line of his class was full of loopholes, so the gambling money would be safer. Whenever a wonderful ball came from Class One in Three Years, Lao Liao couldn't even hold back his cheers, which made everyone glar at him. Chen Younian quietly picked up the bench and waited for the hateful head teacher to call out "Class One in Three Years, I love you like a mouse loves rice", and he would be punished on the spot.

The whistle of the intermission sounded, and the players came to the court with sweat, their clothes were soaked, and they seemed to have just been fished out of the water. They didn't say much, and everyone raised the pure water bottle and drank it hard.

"Cui Zheng, where are Ye Yuhu and the others? I'm about to give them some tips." Liao Xuebing looked around.

"Teacher, they're resting in the locker room."

"That's the case, then I won't harass them anymore. Let them analyze their mistakes in calmness."

At the beginning of the second half, maybe the players were not physically strong enough and they were not as fast as the first half. The offensive of Class 1 in Three Years became weak, and Class 2 in Two Years was like a leg filled with lead, and they took three steps. The pitifulness made people want to go up and pinch them to death. Liao Xuebing was secretly proud: "I made a fortune without any effort. I have to change to a new color TV, and a fully automatic washing machine was replaced. It was a total of 4,500 yuan. How could I spend it alone?"

In the second half, the thirty-one minute, the lifeless storm suddenly changed. Ye Yuhu dribbled the ball and broke through and was tripped in the penalty area. The referee blew the whistle and made a gesture, indicating: "Penal!"

The stands were in an uproar. They had no objection to the penalty kick, but were surprised by the dying counterattack of Class 2 in the second year. Lao Liao sneered: "The dying grasshoppers will jump a few times. With the level of Cui Zheng Wanglong, they can't even shoot at the empty gate. Humph, it doesn't mean much if they don't shoot for 90 minutes."

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Chapter completed!