Imposter Young Master
Chapter 207 - 210 That Idiot_1

Chapter 207: Chapter 210 That Idiot_1

A group of boys were practicing penalty kicks, with a crowd of girls watching the game.

Among them, Little Qi was the goalkeeper. Each time Little Qi managed to save a goal, screams of excitement would break out from the watching girls.

Damn, he sure is popular.

Young Master Yang felt a touch of envy and jealousy.

What was even more unbearable for him was that among the crowd of girls were Gu Xiaorou and Yang Fei.

Though these two goddesses didn’t scream for Little Qi like the other girls, each time Little Qi saved a goal, he would give a slight smile.

Yang Gang was quite upset.

He walked up to the goalpost and said, "Hey, Little Qi, let me be the goalkeeper."

Little Qi looked up at Yang Gang, gave a small smile, "Sure, then I’ll take the penalty shots, how’s that?"

"OK. But..." Yang Gang paused, grinned, and continued: "But, Little Qi, if you fail to score a goal, you have to meet a girl with me tonight. Deal?"

Little Qi frowned slightly, "Meet a girl?"

Yang Gang grinned mischievously, "Yeah, I’ll introduce you to a girlfriend."

"Not interested." Little Qi flatly rejected.

"Hm... you probably don’t have confidence in beating me, right?" Yang Gang provoked.

Little Qi shot a glance at Yang Gang, "A provocation tactic?"

"Yes." Yang Gang readily admitted.

Little Qi pondered for a moment and said calmly, "Interesting. Let’s do this. We’ll take turns. The first round, you’re the goalkeeper, I’ll take the penalty, the second round, I’ll be the goalkeeper, and you take the penalty. If you win both rounds, I’ll agree to meet the girl."

"Aren’t you curious about what kind of girl she is?" Yang Gang asked.

Little Qi shook his head, "Not necessary. After all, Xiaorou is the only exception, other girls are trash to me."

Yang Gang’s face darkened. This kid must have a problem!

The rest of the crowd couldn’t hear what the two were talking about, but seeing Yang Gang gearing up in front of the goal and Little Qi preparing for the penalty kick, everyone knew what they were up to.

A duel!

It was a one-on-one duel on the soccer field!

The crowd instantly erupted with excitement.

Cheers of ’Go Little Qi!’ filled the air.

Yang Gang listened intently for a while and failed to locate any supporters of his own.

He was quite frustrated.

Little Qi smirked and mouthed to him, "Yang Gang, you’re not very popular, huh?"

With a depressed face, Yang Gang mouthed back, "No need for you to tell me that. Being handsome just invites jealousy."

Pfft!

Little Qi almost spat out blood, this bastard has got some thick skin!

Among the crowd.

Yang Fei looked at the two ready to duel and questioned Xiaorou, "They seemed to be lip-reading. Do they know each other?"

Gu Xiaorou felt a jolt in her heart but managed to conceal her surprise, "Lip-reading? I don’t understand."

"Oh." Yang Fei didn’t say anything more.

Gu Xiaorou breathed a sigh of relief. Yang Fei was really a tricky character.

She glanced at Yang Gang, thinking, "Last time, Sister Miao helped dispel Yang Fei’s suspicion. But if this careless guy slips up again, it won’t be easy to fool Yang Fei."

As if remembering something, she felt a little upset inside.

"If Yang Gang’s impersonation is discovered right now, regardless of how much he’s done for the Yang family, he’s likely to be kicked out. It’s not the Yang family’s fault. Who can stand a stranger assuming a loved one’s status? But for Yang Gang, such a fate of being abandoned is a bit cruel. This silly guy!"

The duel on the field had begun.

Little Qi started running to shoot, and Yang Gang, still in readiness, prepared to save the ball.

Yang Gang was watching Little Qi’s movement closely; seeing Little Qi aim for the lower right corner, he anticipated the move and began his dive to the right side.

But as Yang Gang started to dive to the right, a slight smile appeared on Little Qi’s face. A subtle turn of his ankle, the soccer ball arched into a spoon trajectory and shot towards the goal!

It was aimed straight down the middle of the goal!

Yang Gang had been fooled.

His body had already dived in the right direction, leaving no time to cover the middle of the goal.

Yang Gang gritted his teeth, abruptly halted his diving body and redirected to intercept the shot at the center of the goal.

Thump!

The football hit Yang Gang hard, bounced off, and didn’t make it into the goal.

But Yang Gang subsequently fell to the ground, clutching his crotch, his face contorted in pain.

The ball had hit Young Master Yang... right in between his legs.

Complete silence fell over the field.

Could it be... Young Master Yang’s chance to father a child is destroyed?

Up in the stands, both Yang Fei and Gu Xiaorou were panicking.

But with so many spectators, they couldn’t show their feelings.

Shen Jing, who had been watching on the side, was the first to want to rush over but eventually held back.

She didn’t want to cause trouble for Yang Gang.

Should rumors spread and the Tong family retreat from their engagement under anger, then the Yang family would have lost their last straw to clutch onto. And if she also provokes Chen Tao, who knows what he might do to Yang Gang.

So, all she could do was to pray silently from afar.

Yang Gang struggled to get up from the ground, since no one offered drunken solace, he reluctantly climbed up on his own.

He glanced around, seeing Gu Xiaorou and Yang Fei maintaining their composure. Even his usual cohorts Four-eyes, Xu Ting, and Chen Tao were looking away, pretending they saw nothing.

Young Master Yang was quite depressed. He glared at Little Qi, and mouthed, "Damn it! Little Qi, did you do that on purpose?"

Little Qi’s corner of the mouth twitched, "Yang Gang, don’t frame me. You were the one who ran into it. Currently, you are Sister Xi’s fiance. Even if I dislike you, I wouldn’t aim for your family jewels. If something were to happen to them, Sister Xi would kill me."

Yang Gang sneered and mouthed, "Su Xiaoxi wouldn’t be worried about Little Yang Gang at all. After all, they have nothing to do with each other."

The next moment, Yang Gang ended the lip-reading and said out loud, "Dear classmate, it’s my turn to take the shot, you defend the goal!"

Upon seeing Young Master Yang’s vigor, the crowd praised him.

"Has this guy trained in the Golden Bell Shield? An ordinary person hit in the crotch with a soccer ball of such force would probably have been carried straight to the hospital."

Despite praising Young Master Yang’s endurance, the crowd held no affection for him, waiting for him to make a fool of himself.

Little Qi’s ball-kicking skills might be ordinary, but his goalkeeping technique was outstanding!

Not a single goal had been scored against Little Qi’s defended goal by the more than twenty boys from the two classes!

Yang Gang stood next to the ball, looked at Little Qi, and asked, "Can I take a test shot to warm up?"

"Sure," Little Qi said indifferently.

Young Master Yang started his run-up and kicked at the soccer ball.

Unexpectedly, he missed and nearly tripped himself up.

The whole field first went silent, then burst out in laughter.

"Oh my, is Young Master Yang from a comedy troupe? Top-notch comedic talent there."

"Ahem, Young Master Yang is demonstrating the skills of our national soccer team for us. I must say, the performance is quite realistic."

"This is too cringe."

...

Up in the stands, the two goddesses, Yang Fei and Gu Xiaorou, were hiding their faces in embarrassment, feeling utterly mortified.