Chapter 68: Hurry Up and Use the Double-Headed Staff
Both teams took to the ice and exchanged flags, and although it was a small town versus small town amateur match, in form it differed little from any regular hockey game, with everything proceeding strictly according to the rules.
The game began amidst loud cheers from the crowd in Napanee.
The Napanee Ice Hawks took advantage of the home crowd's cheering from the start, launching a quick counterattack on the wing. The long handle swung and the puck flew towards the center route. Lightning-fast Jes at the door was quick to react, swinging his stick to deflect the puck, which changed direction and flew towards the goal.
Unfortunately, the visiting team's goalkeeper played exceptionally well, stretching his leg to block the ball with all his might. The puck bounced and jumped out several meters away, and for a moment, several players from both teams were tangled together in front of the goal, with people falling over each other.
"Go for it! Knock the Progressives down, yes, that's it! Oh damn!" Aimeer couldn't sit still, she stood on her seat and jumped up and down, her small fists clenched tightly, her big, charming eyes wide open, but the puck didn't crash into the Progressives' goal as she had hoped, instead flying out and leaving the Progressives' goal unscathed.
The home fans let out a collective sigh of relief, but soon the various roars echoed through the stadium once again.
The Ice Blade team has taken the initiative on the field, launching wave after wave of attacks in the cheers of the home fans, while the Forward team is being completely suppressed, and the goal is in danger for a time, several times almost being breached.
Zhou Shaoming held A Wei'er's skateboard and was soon stirred up by the crazy emotions of all the Napani people, and he also started shouting loudly with A Wei'er: "Ice Blade Team, blow up the Forward Team! Hit the puck at a speed of 80 miles per hour and blow up the Forward Team goalkeeper's chrysanthemum!"
"Chrysanthemum?" Ai Weier was puzzled, looking at Zhou Shaoming who was shouting loudly and asked: "What chrysanthemum? They didn't bring any flowers onto the field!"
Zhou Shaoming was momentarily speechless and could only blink his eyes and laugh: "This, this... Chrysanthemum refers to a certain part of the human body, you know!"
Ai Wei'er stared blankly at the players on the field, then scratched his hair very hard, and suddenly smiled with a hint of enlightenment: "Haha, I know!"
"Brilliant!" Zhou Shaoming praised.
"Go, Lightning Jets! Shoot the puck down their throats! Blast their pansies, knock out their teeth!" Amy jumped up from her chair, screaming nonstop, leaving Zhou Shaoming crying with laughter.
At this time, the forward team was also beaten out of fire, and the defensive players' movements became more and more intense. When Jie Si dribbled forward, he was suddenly pounced on by a malicious guy and heavily collided with the fence, making a loud "peng" sound amidst the audience's screams.
"Hey! You little punk think you can get away with that?" One of the Ice Blade team members was also furious, and violently slammed the rule-breaker against the railing. Members from both teams swarmed over.
"Hurray! The show is on! Beat them up! Beat their butt!" Aimeer and the whole audience seemed to be waiting for this moment, excited beyond control.
"What's going on? Are they going to fight? The referee will separate them, right!" Zhou Shaoming, who was watching ice hockey for the first time, didn't understand at all and stood up with everyone else, staring incredulously at the referees standing still by the side of the rink.
"Hey, you don't understand, ice hockey allows fighting, and it's one-on-one. Our team's ace fighter Adel is about to take the field! But if you join the ice hockey team, you'll be the new ace fighter!" Aimeier clenched her small fist tightly, with sparkling eyes that seemed to shine like little stars.
"My god, ice hockey matches still allow fighting? And one-on-one fights? Fighting kings? This is... ...too exciting!" Zhou Shaoming was stunned at first, then burst out laughing.
As expected, a tall and sturdy man with a strong back and waist emerged from the crowd, while a similarly built man with a rugged face appeared from the visiting team. The two men exchanged a glance, didn't say a word, and charged at each other, wrestling fiercely!
The screams of the audience at this moment almost blew off the roof of the ice hockey arena!
"Beat him! Adel! You can do it, beat him!" Aimee cupped her hands into a megaphone shape and shrieked loudly.
"Right! That's it, use the nunchucks quickly! Hmph!" Zhou Shaoming was also infected by the fiery atmosphere. The two Canadians were fighting and bleeding profusely, but he didn't care; he just wanted to watch the commotion.
"What were you just singing?" Although it was only one sentence, Aimeier still asked doubtfully due to her sensitivity to music.
"Ah, a song that describes how Chinese people beat up foreign devils!" Zhou Shaoming deliberately emphasized the words "Chinese people", "beat up", and "foreign devils" with a certain dark tone in his mind.
"Really? You'll teach me later! I also want to beat up foreign devils!" Simple-minded Ai Wei'er didn't notice Zhou Shaoming's ill-intentioned smile, but instead turned her head around and continued to cheer enthusiastically for the guys who were fighting in the arena.
Blood flowed freely, the advancing team's guys initially still had some counterattack power, but soon they were beaten by Adel of the Ice Blade Team until they were covered in blood, and could only defend themselves. At this time, the referee rushed into the field and pulled them apart.
And Adel, like a hero, accepted the audience's applause before leaving the stage for a break.
The Ice Blade team was even more spirited because of this, while the Forward team suddenly fell to a thousand feet and was quickly scored by Lightning Jie of the Ice Blade team.
The Ice Blade team scored three goals to defeat the visiting Forward team, winning the game cleanly.
As the crowd poured out of the ice rink, Zhou Shaoming pulled along an excitedly chattering Aimeier and said with a wry smile: "Hey, Aimeier, I've accompanied you to watch hockey, and I've also taken you to a bar. Can't you agree to my request now?"
"Oh? What did I promise you again? I don't remember!" Aimeier rolled her eyes and put on a sly smile.
"I'm going to act in a movie! What else can I do?" Zhou Shaoming said with a huff, he couldn't just stay here and be her playmate forever because of Ai Wei'er! There were many things to take care of for the movie, time wasn't waiting for anyone!
"Alright, you've impressed me! Here's the deal. If you come pick me up tomorrow night at 12 and take me out for a day of fun, I'll agree to star in your movie! How about that?" Aimeier flashed her signature mischievous grin, then slipped away into the crowd on her skateboard like an elusive fish.
"Yes!" Zhou Shaoming excitedly clenched his fist, it seemed that Ai Weier had agreed to star in the show, and at most it would take just one more day!
The moon was on the treetops, the night was deep and quiet, and the white snow looked exceptionally clean under the moonlight. At the same time, when the clock struck twelve, Zhou Shaoming appeared punctually at Ai Weier's doorstep.
Aiwei beckoned to open the window, Zhou Shaoming tightened his clothes, and Canada's winter was indeed a bit cold!
Still wearing her red dress, Aimeer quietly opened the large door and carefully closed it, treading on the creaking snow to come to the front of the gate.
"My Lord Aime, where are you off to this time? I've been your driver for three days already!" Zhou Shaoming breathed out a cold air and rubbed his nearly frozen hands.
"Alright! You said you'd take me out to play one last time today, so I agreed. Don't be so petty!" Ai Weier rarely spoke in such a soft and pleading tone, her angelic voice causing Zhou Shaoming's heart to skip a beat.
It's no wonder this little girl will conquer the world in the future, even her tantrums are so charming!
