“铃!铃!”“下课啦!!!”杨奇抱起足球,狂冲到操场上。“呼——”足球在杨奇的脚下变得那么听话, “嚓——”一个远程射门, “啪!”出事儿了! “哎哟!”一个人捂着头蹲在地上,杨奇傻了眼,今天怎么运气这么“背”?刚想到这里,那个人回过头,杨奇一瞧,这不瞧还好,一瞧吓一跳。杨奇冷汗直往外呼呼冒,心“扑通扑通”跳着,仿 “Bell! Bell!” “Lesson 啦 !!!” Yang Qi pick up the football, crazy rushed to the playground. “Call -” football became so obedient at the feet of Yang Qi, “click -” a long-range shooting, “Pa!” Something happened! “Oh!” A man over his head squatting on the ground, Yang Qi silly Eye, how luck so today “back”? Just thought of here, that person turned around, Yang Qi a look, it does not look good, a look shocked. Yang Qi cold sweating straight out, heart “thump thump” jump, imitation