The information of the mobile phone is transmitted through radio wave signals, how keen Ye Fan's senses are now, even if it is this kind of radio wave transmission signal in the air, for Ye Fan, he can keenly capture it.

Although it is not clear what the content of Yang Fengya's message is at this time.

However, Ye Fan quickly and keenly captured that on the side of the props group of the director team, a guy who looked like a person in charge directly took out his mobile phone, but when he saw the content in the mobile phone message, the face of the person in charge of the props team suddenly changed, and then the person in charge raised his head to look at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan frowned, he probably didn't know anything, but he didn't expose it immediately, but continued to walk back in the direction of his team.

After negotiating with the person in charge of the props team a few times, and finally negotiating what both parties needed, Yang Fengya faced Hu Qinghe directly:

"Why don't we take a break at halftime, this venue is now more messy, let the director team clean it up, and at the same time rearrange the tactics on our side, some of the players are tired, you might as well let the alternates go on the field in turn." “

Hu Qinghe knew that if he continued like this, it would be a matter of time before his score was equalized or even overtaken.

He had to find ways to stall for time and rearrange his tactics.

Thinking of this, Hu Qinghe nodded directly and then said his request to the director in the distance.

The director team quickly announced that they would take a break, and the props team also hurriedly sent several people to start leveling the venue.

A quagmire football game like theirs is very demanding on the field.

After just a few rounds of attacking and defending, there have been big and small footprints in the quagmire, and footprints like this will have an impact on the rest of the game.

So the props team hurriedly brought special tools and readjusted the quagmire football field again.

Hu Qinghe took the opportunity to arrange some substitutes with good physical strength to play, and at the same time, he also readjusted the next tactical layout.

"Everybody was standing in front of the goal and forming a wall of people for a while, and I didn't believe this guy would be able to get around the middle of our wall. “

It can be said that this is the only way that Hu Qinghe came up with in desperation.

This kind of human wall configuration is only available in regular football games when it comes to penalty kicks.

However, Hu Qinghe knew that it was inevitable for Ye Fan to get the football, and Ye Fan brought the football to the goal, which was basically the same as taking a free throw in front of the goal.

Therefore, he can only adopt such a configuration, hoping to prevent and delay the time for Ye Fan to score.

At least when Ye Fan's score was tied, Hu Qinghe hoped that the whole game could end directly.

Soon the referee continued the game and the whistle blew again.

The quagmire football game begins.

As soon as the referee's whistle fell, this time Ye Fan's body was much faster than just now, and he quickly came directly to the middle line at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye.

When Ye Fan brought the ball to the position of the human wall formed by Hu Qinghe as the center, Ye Fan directly stopped the ball at his feet.

At this time, Ye Fan controlled the football and could be said to be very skilled.

He even believes that he can easily get a good result in international competitions.

Seeing Ye Fan stop the ball directly in front of him, Hu Qinghe suddenly hooked a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He knew that although Ye Fan played fast, he didn't have a lot of experience after all.

At this time, Hu Qinghe had already thought of Ye Fan, and saw that his players on the left and right had directly pulled to the sideline of the football field, and it was almost impossible for Ye Fan to bypass from both sides.

The only way to do that was by lifting the ball high over their heads.

In that case, as long as Ye Fan's strength is not controlled a little bit, then with Hu Qinghe's height, he is confident that he can directly use his header to push Ye Fan's ball to an angle that does not pose any threat.

The next thing is almost certain is his own performance time.

But just when Hu Qinghe's thought just arose, the next moment, immediately after, Hu Qinghe saw Ye Fan directly, hooked his foot back, and then kicked forward vigorously.

Seeing the angle of Ye Fan's kicking, Hu Qinghe suddenly flashed a mocking smile in his eyes.

Just because he saw Ye Fan at this time, he actually kicked the ball directly to his calf.

"Stinky boy has nothing to do, is this trying to kick the ball indiscriminately?"

Thinking of this, Hu Qinghe snorted coldly, and then he directly threw all the true qi in his body into his calf.

Hu Qinghe is not a weak chicken like a goalkeeper.

No matter how he said it, he was also an outer disciple of the Martial Arts Association, and his cultivation had also reached the Great Achievement of the Outer Realm.

It can be said that as long as he gathers the only bit of true qi in his body to his calf, then Hu Qinghe believes that even if his calf directly kicks a wooden stake, he can easily split a wooden stake in half.

Hu Qinghe is very confident in his cultivation.

With such strength, it can be said that it is easy to resist a football.

Thinking of this, Hu Qinghe suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth, and even arranged the next tactics.

After he intercepted Ye Fan's football, he would quickly take his ball, an ultra-long-distance world wave, and kick it to the point that there was no defense at all, Ye Fan's football goal.

In that case, Hu Qinghe will once again stretch his score.

At this time, Hu Qinghe glanced up at the time, and after his own wave of attacks, it was estimated that the game would be almost over.

Thinking of this, Hu Qinghe had already bent down slightly at this time to accumulate all his true qi to his calf.

"Stinky boy, let's end the game with a score of ten to nine, your Deep State star team can't turn the tables at all. Just when Hu Qinghe's thought just arose.

Immediately after Hu Qinghe, he was horrified to find that Ye Fan's ball flew directly in his direction.

But soon the curve of the soccer ball flew downward.

When he rushed to the tiptoe position of Hu Qinghe, the football seemed to be a fierce man, and it suddenly got into the quagmire at the foot of Hu Qinghe.

Immediately afterward, the entire sphere of the ball was buried in soft soil.

Before Hu Qinghe could react, he felt something under his feet pushing the soles of his feet up.

And with this top, Hu Qinghe's entire height rose directly by twenty or thirty centimeters.

Then the object quickly swiped under his feet.