Imagination is beautiful.
However, reality is that our center forward wanted to show off, but ended up losing the ball, giving possession back to the opponent.
He now looks like a clown, watching helplessly as the opponent rushes towards their goal, unable to change the situation.
And the center forward who lost the ball is glaring at Xu Xiuwen with a fierce look.
In the stands, seeing Xu Xiuwen make another steal, Bai Yue'er and Su Yanyan immediately turn into cheerleaders, shouting with excitement.
Dong Jun also clenches his fist tightly, focusing intently on the ball.
Yang Baishan and several other players from his hometown coordinate seamlessly, disrupting the opponent's formation with two or three passes.
Yang Baishan takes advantage of the opportunity to run near the penalty area, receiving a pass from the winger and taking a shot.
The ball, from the left side of the goal at a 30-degree angle, curves in the shape of a banana, flying past the goalkeeper from the Business Department and into the net.
"Wow!"
There's another wave of excited shouts from the stands.
Seeing Yang Baishan score, Xu Xiuwen is also very happy.
Then, at that moment, the opponent's center forward suddenly pushed him.
Xu Xiuwen was caught off guard, stumbling and nearly falling.
He turned his head in surprise, only to realize that the one who pushed him was the center forward from the Business Department, the guy he stole the ball from twice.
The opponent's face was full of anger.
Xu Xiuwen immediately realized that the other person was lashing out in embarrassment.
He didn't get angry, but instead smiled.
However, others can't accept him being pushed.
Dong Jun and others in the stands immediately started cursing loudly!
Tang Weiwei also bit her lip, nervously watching the scene.
Shen Minyao remained silent, but her eyes were fixed on Xu Xiuwen.
Bai Yue'er and Su Yanyan weren't as quiet as the two of them.
Su Yanyan nudged and stood up, shouting, "Why are you pushing so hard? You guys can't afford to lose!"
Bai Yue'er also stood up, hands cupped around her mouth, shouting, "Those who can't handle losing are cowards."
When Bai Yue'er cursed, the three girls and other male students immediately looked over, each one surprised.
The commotion on the sidelines hardly had any impact on the field.
But the field is not peaceful at the moment.
Seeing the center forward from the Business Department push Xu Xiuwen, the roommates from 412, such as Jin Haonan and Liu Zhihao, immediately rushed forward, wanting to demand an explanation.
Yang Baishan just scored his second goal and was about to celebrate with his teammates when he saw someone pushing Xu Xiuwen.
Unable to tolerate such behavior, he rushed into the crowd, pushed the aggressor back, and swiftly engaged in a scuffle.
Yang Baishan gained the upper hand, leaving the opposing center forward barely able to defend himself, dodging and weaving as best he could.
Members of the Business Department team immediately rushed over when they saw one of their own being attacked.
This is the annual football match at Jiaotong University. Although the school doesn't particularly emphasize it, each game is officiated by PE teachers.
Things escalated too quickly, and by the time the PE teachers realized what was happening, the situation had spiraled out of control.
This could be serious; not only the students but also the PE teachers acting as referees would be held accountable.
Several people rushed over, shouting loudly, "Stop! Stop it now!"
The teachers could only pull the students apart one by one.
At this moment, the teachers were shouting to stop, and Xu Xiuwen also knew that the fight definitely couldn't go on.
Taking advantage of the last moments, he, relying on his strength, squeezed to the center forward of the opposing side.
Then, without any hesitation, he lifted his foot and kicked him, then shouting loudly, "Stop it, stop it! The teacher told you to stop, quit it!"
The center was surrounded by people, not knowing who kicked him, so he could only run away awkwardly, holding his head.
Seeing that the teacher had pulled the surrounding students away, Xu Xiuwen stopped in time, still shouting, "Stop it, all of you, listen to the teacher."
Several referee teachers didn't see Xu Xiuwen's actions but heard his shouts, and they were very pleased with his cooperation with the teachers.
After everyone was pulled apart, one of the referee teachers couldn't help but say, "Are you all out of your minds? This is a game, not a place for you to fight."
The center from the Business Department was in a bad situation and was helped back by several players.
Seeing his condition, it's certain he couldn't continue playing, just hoping nothing serious happened.
Even if something happened, since they were all crowded together just now, he couldn't figure out who kicked him.
Players from both departments were still angry at each other, glaring at each other across the referee teachers.
Several referee teachers gathered together to discuss countermeasures.
Soon a decision was made.
One referee teacher said, "I will inform the counselor of your department about this matter. Now, the Number 1 from the Management and Engineering Department and the Number 7 from the Business Department, red card, off the field!"
Yang Baishan became anxious as soon as he heard this, shouting, "Teacher, this is unfair! They couldn't take losing, so they started the fight!"
The referee teacher gave him a stern look, "If you didn't fight, would you have been sent off? If you have any objections, go find your counselor!"
Yang Baishan was extremely frustrated, but the referee had already made a decision that he couldn't overturn.
On the other side, the students from the Business Department team didn't seem to have any objections to the decision. Instead, they wore mocking expressions, with some even laughing.
Unable to contain himself, Yang Baishan shouted, "What are you laughing at? Even without me, you'll still be eliminated when I'm off the field!"
Some students from the opposing team were not willing to back down and retorted, "You never know, it's not certain who will be eliminated!"
"Alright, alright, do you still want to continue the match?"
The referee timely interrupted the argument between the two teams' players.
Yang Baishan left the field feeling uneasy.
As soon as he stepped off the field, Dong Jun and a few others surrounded him, asking about the situation.
When they heard that he had been given a red card, they were all indignant.
On the field,
Because Yang Baishan was sent off rather than substituted, both sides could only continue the match with 10 players each.
Without Yang Baishan, the strength of the Management and Engineering Department team plummeted.
Although those few players from the same hometown as Yang Baishan cooperated seamlessly, they lacked his speed and skills.
However, the Business Department team didn't fare much better.
The opposing team's center forward, originally the best player on the team, has been sent off the field, leaving the rest of the team lacking in attacking ability.
The end result is both sides passing the ball back and forth, unable to threaten the opponent's goal.
However, the Management and Engineering Department team has a two-point lead and is in no rush, happy to waste time with the opposition.
As time passed, the Business Department team became increasingly desperate. Their winger repeatedly seeks opportunities, attempting solo runs in the hope of scoring.
But Xu Xiuwen's superior reaction speed, endurance, and overall ability outshine the opposition. Every time they approach him, either he forces a mistake resulting in a goal or he intercepts the ball directly.
Finally, time ran out.
The Management and Engineering Department team defeated the Business Department team 2-0 and advanced to the next round!
Hearing the referees' final whistle, the Management and Engineering Department team members embraced each other in excitement.
Yang Baishan also rushed onto the field, taunting the Business Department team members with gestures and laughter.
At this moment, the Business Department team members can't argue back and leave the field with their heads down, defeated and dejected, quickly departing the area.