Chapter 408: The number on his back is number 10

At halftime, Lin Xiaobei returned to the bench.

Of course, the physical consumption of the players of Qilisha is very large.

In the friendly match, Lin Xiaobei did not use the blessing skills to bless them with physical strength, and they fought as hard as they wanted.

If you play by yourself, it's already a super hanging, and you can't bully people too much.

"Just kick like this, pay attention to the captain's shouts on the field, and resolutely implement it. ”

Gawain now has a coaching assistant, and every time Gawain is on the field, this coaching assistant acts as the overall attention.

The main thing is that the players who are staring at which position are disobedient.

Gao Wen nodded, held his waist and said: "If the opponent still plays like this in the second half, we don't have to be shrinking turtles all the time, and I don't think their physical speed is good." ”

He is a midfielder, and in the first half, he runs the longest distance, and when he is close on the field, he can observe the form of the opposing players.

"The No. 6 player on the right side of the opponent is relatively weak at his feet, so he can try to press it in the second half, maybe it is an opportunity. ”

"In addition, the opponent's goalkeeper is close to the position, which is also a loophole that can be exploited, and if you have a chance to shoot from a distance or hang the door, you can try ......"

"If you can't keep up with your physical strength, apply for a substitution yourself. ”

Soon, the players returned to the game, and two players were changed on Qilisha's side.

And no one in the Binhai University team was changed, and everyone held their breath.

The second half begins!

After the kick-off, the two forwards ran forward.

The wing-backs on both sides also quickly stepped forward, and the speed was swishing.

Seeing this offensive move, Zhang Peng's face relaxed a lot.

As long as Qilisha attacks and no longer defends, then this scene will be much more open.

The ball was at Gawain's feet, he pretended to pick up the big foot, but turned back and buckled it back, and passed diagonally to a teammate who was running out of the open space on the left side, and the teammate took two steps after receiving the ball, picked up the big foot, bang!

He is the main force responsible for the long pass and the hanging.

The ball crosses the halfway line and goes straight to the head of the striker who has already rushed to that position.

On his side, he faced the defense of two high school students, and it was obviously more difficult to stop the ball and shoot, but he only acted as a receiving point for the header ferry, and the other striker on the left was the key person who handled the ball in the end.

Isn't the opponent's right side weaker, and that's when the striker stops the ball and faces the defender, calmly passes him, and then takes the ball diagonally into the edge of the box.

Very excited, this is the first time this ball is so close to the opponent's goal, and the opponent is playing three central defenders, if you pass the central defender who came to make up for the defense, then you will face the goalkeeper directly, single-handed!

However, it was not that simple, the opposition's left centre-back was very fast, and he joined the centre-backs to help defence.

Well, people didn't want to shoot alone, the ball was distributed in time, and the teammate on the right who was just a header to receive the ball was now completely unmarked.

Smack! Don't stop shooting.

Hush...... The ball hit the plane, the cannon that skyrocketed.

There was a lot of laughter off the pitch because the kick was a bit funny.

The opportunity came out, but it was not seized.

The striker lifted his clothes and covered his head, which was faceless to face his teammates.

"Why did you leak someone?"

Zhang Peng couldn't sit still, stood up and pointed at several people in the backcourt and scolded.

Facing a village team that almost got scored, the coach in the city was very faceless.

Guo Yufei, as a guest commentator, is also a little stunned at the moment, the same football coach of Binhai University, of course he knows very well the strength and state of the first team, and he also knows the strength of each player, and several players are outstanding in his second team and then promoted to the first team to make up for the players.

Now that I've been spanked, of course, I'm also faceless.

And he can see that the Qilisha team is attacking in a targeted manner, and the weakness of the defense on the right side is used by them as a breakthrough point.

Look again, maybe it's just a false alarm.

He followed Xiao Yana's words and explained casually: "This wave of Qilisha's attack is very beautiful, and the last kick is almost lucky, if you continue to play like this, it seems that the first team of Binhai University also needs to be very careful......

Xiao Yana spoke eloquently into the headset: "Qilisha has attacked, and hit high, what does it mean, I believe most of my old friends know, this is just the beginning of the attack, and it is to use such a bomb ball to declare to the opponent: Binhai University, ready to accept the baptism of offensive artillery." ”

Guo Yufei understands that the audience of this live broadcast should be fans of the Qilisha team, otherwise how could Xiao Yana lead the rhythm like this, and is there any basic ethics of football commentators?

I suddenly felt like I was on a thief ship.

The change of tactics, the performance on the field is that the transition between attack and defense changes too quickly, and the scene is of course more enjoyable.

Every shot or wonderful attack and defense made the onlookers applaud for a while.

But the village team is the country team, and playing a small field is playing a small field, and in terms of overall cooperation, what is missing is not something that can be made up for by fighting spirit.

Qilisha was not timely to make up for the defense, so he could only pull people to foul, set pieces in the front court, and then people in the penalty area turned over on their backs, and in the chaos, the ball was stabbed into a dead corner.

The Binhai University team scored the first goal, and the score was 1:0!

The short-term chaos of conceding a goal often forms a series of reactions, and some players are still in a mood of self-blame, so when the ball is lost again after the restart, then some technical and tactical things will be temporarily vacuumed.

In this vacuum, the opponent fired a long-range shot, and the ball passed through the goalkeeper's ten fingers and drilled into the net.

The students watching the game fell into silence at the moment, although it was their school's team that was two goals ahead, but they liked Lin Xiaobei, the head coach, so of course his team was the home team.

Now the home team is behind and it feels a little bit like they don't know what to do.

There are still some grass on the wall, just around the front and right of these students, there are many people cheering for the student team to score, originally they supported Qilisha.

In the comment seat, facing the live camera, Guo Yufei was also relaxed at the moment, as if relieved, the school team scored, is this a normal phenomenon, otherwise something must have gone wrong.

But he noticed that Xiao Yana next to him was still smiling and commenting at the camera, telling about the defensive holes that the players of the Qilisha team had just committed...... But he suspected that he had some delusion, and Shoyana spoke with a gesture and tone as if the two goals were normal.

"Hehe, country team!" Zhang Peng, who was in the coach's seat, couldn't help but squint his little eyes, leaned back on the chair, and lifted Erlang's legs.

Before he scored, he was still a little weak-hearted, and if he was forced to draw by the country team, then this face would be lost.

Hehe, the other party promised not to use Lin Xiaobei first, isn't Lin Xiaobei a goalkeeper, now when the score is behind, change the goalkeeper, it won't help, at most lose a little bit.

For some reason, he turned his gaze to the visitors' bench.

He saw Lin Xiaobei stand up, take off the goalkeeper's clothes, and put on an ordinary player's team uniform.

What is this little guy going to do?

The number on his back is number 10.