Jiang Xinwei didn't react, although he didn't have the excitement of the usual substitutes in his eyes, but he didn't have the dodging of the other substitutes around him. On the contrary, Su Mingming's eyes flashed with hope, and his face was even more eager to try.

Thinking of Coach Qi's words just now, and seeing his niece's demeanor, Ma Xiaojin's gaze moved away from Jiang Xinwei's face.

Coach Qi told him just now: Jiang Xinwei, this kid is just a standard rookie, and he has never learned to play at all. And this kid has a short temper and doesn't get along well with his teammates......

Obviously, Coach Qi's vision is still very unique, and from the simple facts such as Jiang Xinwei rushing into the crowd of teammates with the ball and kicking Jiang Shige's back with the ball, he made a more accurate conclusion to Jiang Xinwei.

Ma Xiaojin's gaze swept over the people on the bench again, but seeing their dodgy looks, he couldn't help sighing, and had to move his gaze to Jiang Xinwei's face again, and then aligned with the coach and said, "Let No. 34 warm up immediately." ”

"Okay!" Coach Qi hurriedly replied, but he immediately asked in surprise, "No. 34? New here? His skills are not good." ”

Once the decision was made to let Jiang Xinwei go, Ma Xiaojin's mentality changed, and he asked sarcastically: "Are we lacking players with good skills now?

Without waiting for Coach Qi to answer, Ma Xiaojin replied by himself: "No! There is no essential difference between the skills of our oral liquid team and the down jacket team, and they are not much worse than them." But why does our team look so dead? What we lack is spirit! What we lack is fighting spirit and will...... , it's decided, let him go!"

When Coach Qi heard this, he understood that Ma Xiaojin wanted to use the newcomer's courage and fearless spirit to bring a burst of vitality to the field. If you continue to kick so lifelessly, you will definitely fall behind by a big score today, and you will have to shave your head again.

Coach Qi immediately shouted at Jiang Xinwei: "No. 34, warm up!"

At this time, he did not arrange for Jiang Xinwei to play as a defender or a striker after he came on the court, and he was not ready to teach him face-to-face.

For his preparation for this new arrival, the other players did not have a trace of jealousy, and some even gloated.

Su Mingming was overjoyed, jumped up from his seat, grabbed Jiang Xinwei, and said loudly: "Jiang Dongliang, get up and warm up." Wait a minute. ”

Jiang Xinwei looked at her excitedly and smiled, took off the down jacket on her body, and began to run back and forth near the bench.

Whether it was the players on the field or the players on the bench, seeing Su Mingming's excited appearance, watching Jiang Xinwei run, many people showed a sarcastic look: It's really a turtle, and they are so happy to have such an opportunity to play. Lao Tzu sees that you are salivating, right? For the sake of women, you don't even want your own face. It's a shame to go up at such a time.

At this time, the provincial fans in the stands were either silent or mourning for the injured Zhu Jingze, and several of their flags stopped waving. The flags were as down as their people.

In the eyes of fans, Zhu Jingze is the soul of the team, the only pillar of the oral liquid team to fight against the other party, he fell, and the oral liquid team is really finished: "It's really a garbage team! What else is there to see in this game? ”

At this time, they didn't even notice that an unfamiliar face was warming up.

Seeing Zhu Jing limping out of the court with the support of the team doctor, Ma Xiaojin waved his hand to Jiang Xinwei, who was running. Waiting for Jiang Xinwei to come over, he said to Jiang Xinwei: "No. 34, my niece said that you have good endurance and fast speed. Once you're up there, you use your speed to plug in from the back. As long as you get the ball, you will pass the football to No. 12 Zhao Xiaoyun as soon as possible and let him shoot, you know?"

Obviously, Ma Xiaojin was still a little unwilling, and personally told Jiang Xinwei, a new rookie, a few words. It's just that he didn't remember Jiang Xinwei's name, so he had to use the number instead.

Jiang Xinxu said: "Got it! Coach, don't worry." ”

Seeing Jiang Xinxu's calm expression, Assistant Coach Qi was a little surprised, and said in his heart: "This guy hasn't played before, why isn't he nervous at all?"

Seeing Zhu Jingze walking to the edge of the field, Jiang Xinwei learned from the players on TV, raised his hands and prepared to high-five Zhu Jingze. But Zhu Jing ignored him at all, and walked straight towards Yongdao.

Jiang Xinwei didn't care, but generously patted Zhu Jingze's shoulder and immediately rushed towards the court.

Soon, Ma Xiaojin, Coach Qi and others were dumbfounded: Jiang Xinwei actually rushed straight towards the opponent's goalkeeper!

Assistant Coach Qi scolded in his heart: "You fool, the opposing goalkeeper is preparing to serve, what are you doing rushing over? People can drive the ball to the midfield with a big kick, and you are about to run back when you run over, isn't it a pure waste of physical strength?

Ma Xiaojin secretly scolded for his bad luck, turned around and walked towards his head coach's seat, complaining in his heart that his niece Su Ming had sent him a fool.

Su Mingming was also dumbfounded, and his face was very embarrassed.

When Coach Qi and others secretly scolded Jiang Xinwei for being a stupid fork, the goalkeeper who was about to kick off was even happier: Hehe, there is really no one in the oral liquid team, and he actually changed a two-hundred-five to play.

He raised the ball with both hands, stood near the line of the penalty area and flicked the ball far towards his right wing-back.

Seeing Jiang Xinwei change direction and run wildly in the direction of the football landing point, he smiled even more contemptuously and turned around and walked towards the goal.

Not only were the opposing team's players amused by Jiang Xinwei's behavior, but even the people on the oral liquid team's own side were also ashamed of Jiang Xinwei's blind running, and some people began to slander head coach Ma Xiaojin: "You are really hopeless! How can you let such an idiot play? Could it be that your dignified head coach can't understand the current situation on the court?"

Ma Xiaojin naturally didn't know what others thought, he faced the seat, his right hand held the back of the chair, and his eyes looked at the gray sky again.

Just as he was about to turn around and sit down, there was an exclamation from behind him, and someone shouted: "It's in! Wow——, this ball is in!"

Then, the referee blew a long whistle.

Ma Xiaojin's body staggered, and he almost fell to the ground, shouting in his heart: "How is it possible? Why is the goal so fast this time?"

At this moment, Ma Xiaojin felt that he was being hugged by someone, and then a surprised voice shouted at him: "Ma Tou, we have entered! Ma Tou, we have scored!"

Ma Xiaojin was stunned, looked at Coach Qi with an excited face, and asked, "How is it possible?

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