Chapter 10 Where Did It Come From?

2:0!

Qin Jianhua raised his right hand in celebration, and his towering figure was as majestic as the god of war under the slanting sun! Quite domineering!

As a central defender, he was able to run to the opponent's penalty area and shoot, or in the sports battle, how powerful is this! What did you take your opponent for?

It only took 13 minutes for Lao Pao'er to collapse the third Xinjiang in the previous session.

"Kinima's Horror...... Does this mean that Xinjiang Pharmaceutical Factory's journey to this year's Cup is over? "In the fan base, everyone began to talk about it, and after only ten minutes, they seemed to have seen the end. Kicking according to this trend, Xinjiang Pharmaceutical Factory doesn't know how many goals to be scored by Lao Paoer! They were favored before the game, but now they are fish on the chopping board.

How do you look at it, Lao Pao'er is the team that can trample on the opponent casually!

"Viagra, do you want everyone to slow down the pace, this is a bit too scary, and it will not have a good impact on our future games." Huang Weicai was worried, and trotted over and whispered next to Zhou Wei.

Mu Xiu is in the forest, the wind will destroy it, Lao Pao'er is so eye-catching, maybe he will be taken special care of by other opponents in the later games, and it is not a real secret to compete in China. Especially the team that has a backstage and wants to win the championship, it will definitely not let Lao Pao'er continue to be strong.

It's best to take it as it is, especially if you've basically beaten your opponent, and there's no need to continue humiliating your opponent. Xinjiang Pharmaceutical Factory was the third in Xinjiang last year, so it has to save some face for others.

Don't look at the players on the field now playing so casually, they didn't play according to Zhou Wei's previous tactical instructions. But if Zhou Wei stood on the sidelines and commanded, they would not mess around again.

Zhou Wei agrees with Huang Weicai's words, it's right to accept it when he sees it, two balls in hand, it is completely enough for Lao Pao'er, and Lao Pao'er is fully capable of keeping this score until the end.

So Zhou Wei raised two fingers on the sidelines again, this time the index finger and ring finger.

Such a special move has been included in the eyes of the audience and fans, and it is obvious that Zhou Wei is changing his tactics. He didn't even need to shout from the sidelines, he conveyed new instructions to the players on the field. And the head coach of the Xinjiang Pharmaceutical Factory has been shouting on the sidelines, and his mouth has never stopped. That's the huge difference between the two guys.

Of course, such a command method must be based on a huge tacit understanding in peacetime.

Soon, Lao Pao'er changed his tactics, the previous thunderous offense was gone, like a storm suddenly disappeared, the rhythm slowed down, the offense was no longer aggressive, and the players seemed to have calmed down a lot after reaching the high court.

The change is so abrupt, it's like changing a team.

Such a mutation allowed the players of Xinjiang Pharmaceutical Factory to finally get a respite, at least defensively, they were no longer so displaced, and the chickens and dogs jumped.

Naturally, they also held their ground.

With two goals down, they have to think about how to counterattack, try to get a goal, and possibly turn the score around, or they have to pack up and go home!

After the storm, maybe it will be more intense to continue the revolution, maybe it will be the end of the revolution!

If Lao Paoer's offense made the players of the pharmaceutical factory feel infinitely afraid, then their defense made them feel desperate.

In the first ten minutes, they showed the devilish offensive table to the fullest, and now they are explaining what it means to make the opponent desperate defense!

From the fifteenth minute until the end of the half, the pharmaceutical factory team did not have a successful side breakthrough at all, not a single cross reached Lao Pao'er's big penalty area, and there was not even a single long-range shot from outside the penalty area!

All offenses are zero!

Yes, it's zero!

Old Pao'er's defense is perfect like God!

What does this mean? It means that the pharmaceutical factory is like a comeback game, which is basically impossible!

As soon as the half-time whistle blew, the players of the pharmaceutical factory walked to the sidelines with their heads drooped, ignoring the manager's existence at all, in fact, even the head coach was full of messy heads, and couldn't think of any good way to fight against the old Pao'er team, which had never been encountered before, and it seemed that their era of majesty was about to pass.

And Zhou Wei beckoned and summoned all the players on the field to teach face-to-face.

"The second half can't be played like at the beginning of the first half, you are already majestic enough, in the second half I need you to focus on defense, it is rare to be able to play with the masters, you have to seize these opportunities, after going out of Xinjiang in the future, all the teams in the country are only strong and not weak, we can't play with our temperament. As for you wanting to flirt, that's after the game. Zhou Wei explained it in a few words, and then there was no nonsense.

On the other side, the head coach of the Xinjiang Pharmaceutical Factory is still spitting, as if he wants to arrange some super tactics.

It was only after the start of the second half that he and his team discovered that the opponent's defense in front of them was really impossible to tear......

They ended up despairing for another 45 minutes!

In this way, last year's third in Xinjiang, Xinjiang Pharmaceutical Factory was eliminated in the opening ceremony, in the first knockout match, and was defeated 2:0 by the little-known old gun, no, it should be destroyed!

The faces of the pharmaceutical factory team members have lost the pride and self-confidence of the past, leaving only gloom, discouragement and frustration. The beautiful cup trip before the game turned into a short-lived ending.

As night fell, Zhou Wei still stood calmly on the sidelines, watching the players celebrate from afar and mingle with the female fans.

This is just the beginning, and it is still far from the final result...... Too far away. Everyone can vent their happiness after the victory and share it with others, but he didn't do that, and the victory of a game didn't make him really happy, because the dream was still too far away, too far away......

He can't afford to lose, and he needs to move forward at a faster pace, and his parents' illness can't afford to drag it out! He wants money!

"Ahh I finally remembered! The short man in the fan box finally woke up and remembered something.

"Isn't Lao Pao'er the same team that played a training match with the Xinjiang Normal University team last week? Their strength was not like that at that time! It turns out that they are hiding their strength! Terrible, really horrible! The strength of the head coach and players of this team is not simple! Where the hell did they come from! ”

Where the hell did they come from?

He wasn't the only one who had this question. The female reporter from CCBV Sports was also quietly holding her pointed cheeks on the side of the court, thinking about this question.

People who can think always have smarter brains than ordinary people.

She originally only symbolically reported the opening ceremony of the Xinjiang Division, and did not have much curiosity about Xinjiang football, but the birth of Lao Pao'er is really full of weirdness and legends.

She thought exactly like the short boy in the stands.

She had to continue to figure out Lao Pao'er's team, and then, she walked in the direction of Zhou Wei again, trying to interview this guy who was reluctant to be interviewed.

But Zhou Wei seemed to know that someone was going to disturb him, and drowned in the celebration team one step ahead.

"This guy!"

The breeze is light, the cool is faint, the female reporter bites her teeth, a little unwilling, and there are still people who refuse an interview with CCBV? Brain pumping!

I don't believe that I can't dig out the information of the old gun!

At this moment, what she thinks of is to go to the Football Association to pick it up......