Pick up from back:

A match of the fifth round of the National Men's Football League is also being played at Mengxi Stadium, which is between Shengcheng Picture-in-Picture Football Club and the Shenbei Football Team in the same city.

In the second half, the two sides were still evenly matched, and the scene was anxious. The head coaches of both sides redeployed their troops, and the head coach of the Shengcheng picture-in-picture football team, Piluk, unexpectedly left the last substitution for the young central defender Li Weifeng, who had just been promoted to the first team in the new season.

And Li Weifeng, who came on as a substitute, seized the opportunity to pick up the leak in front of the goal to equalize the score, and the score is now 3-3.

When the game came to overtime, the Shengcheng team took a free kick in front of the court, and Li Qingcheng took the penalty. The ball arrived in the penalty area of the Shenbei team, Li Weifeng jumped high and hit the football, and the football changed its original direction and flew to the goal of the Shenbei team。。。。。。

The whole stadium was suffocated in an instant, whether it was the fans in the stands, or the balcony of the box, it was the feeling of stopping Piluk in the coach's seat at this moment.

The day before the game, Shengcheng Picture-in-Picture Football Club training ground.

"Lee..." The assistant coach called Li Weifeng.

Li Weifeng hurriedly ran to him, "Walter? ”

"You're on the roster tomorrow, substitute, are you nervous?" The team's interpreter asked questions first.

"Hmm." Li Weifeng's big heart did not hear it like other new players, and he was nervous first, even nervous, and needed to confirm what he heard.

"You'll stay and practice with James for a while, practice set-piece headers, what's the problem?" The interpreter continued.

"Nope." Li Weifeng nodded.

The assistant coach took out the tactical board and began to point out the position and coordination skills that Li Weifeng needed to run when attacking set-pieces and defending set-pieces, and the translator was on the side to assist.

Li Weifeng watched more carefully, and from time to time communicated with the assistant coach in simple English with the cooperation of the translator for the parts he had objections or ambiguities.

After a while, head coach Piluk also walked over and handed Li Weifeng a red training vest that symbolized the starter. He signaled Li Weifeng to conduct confrontation training first, and then Piluk communicated tactics with the assistant coach.

After the end of the training, James, who was training alone, pulled Li Weifeng and began to scramble for the header of the set-piece in separate training. James communicates in broken Chinese and broken English like Li Weifeng, but fortunately football itself is a language. Although there are some obstacles in communication, Li Weifeng still benefits a lot.

Even if Li Weifeng enters the Premier League in the next few years, he is also the team's preferred offensive point for attacking set-pieces, which also has a lot to do with James's passing.

After the training, Li Weifeng carried his tired body back to his room. I'm in the first team this year, so I'm also assigned a new single room, and I don't live in a two-person room like before. Li Weifeng usually goes to training, but although he didn't have the opportunity to play a few days before the game, he was also closed with the team.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Li Weifeng called his mother.

"What about cooking, how are you? Just finished training? Li Weifeng's mother was on the other end of the phone, caring for her child.

"Well, I practiced with James just now."

"James is really nice, I've taken you a few times. Next time I go home, remember to bring some ginseng and help him mail it back to the UK. Li Weifeng's mother instructed that although ginseng is quite expensive, Li Weifeng's mother is also grateful to James for his help in training.

"yes, I see. Not to mention Lao Zhan, their family likes this game a lot. Li Weifeng said happily.

"You can't afford it, but your dad knows ginseng and can still buy good ones."

"That's right, Mom."

"What's the matter?"

"I'm in the squad tomorrow, as a substitute."

"Well, don't hold back."

"I may not be able to play, tomorrow this should be quite intense, and at the end of last season, I lost to the Shenbei team and did not advance."

"I know I can't get in, and I have to go all out to prepare, do you hear?" Li Weifeng's mother admonished.

"Got it."

"You're still young, you have to restrain your temper, who in the team is not your big brother."

"yes, got it."

"Do you remember the tactical movement of the game?" Li Weifeng's mother kept admonishing.

"Remembered, there are a few new ones tomorrow, also remembered. I was practicing just now, and Lao Zhan also taught new things. ”

"Good, good. I see, you go to bed early at night, if you can't sleep and drink some milk. ”

"Well, it's nothing, I'm hanging. I lay down for a while, and then went to dinner. ”

"Okay, I'll tell your dad in a minute."

"Hmm." Li Weifeng put away the phone.

Li Weifeng took a brief rest, and then packed up and prepared to go to the cafeteria to eat.

"Ding-dong... Ding dong... "The doorbell rang.

"Who?" Li Weifeng shouted loudly.

"Me."

Li Weifeng knew that Zhang Jing was coming as soon as he heard it, and while sorting out his clothes, he walked over to open the door.

"Let's go, let's eat." Zhang Jing said.

"Okay." Li Weifeng closed the door and walked to the cafeteria with Zhang Jing.

"You're on the bench tomorrow?" Zhang Jing asked.

"Hmm." Li Weifeng was a little pleased.

"Congratulations, buddy." Zhang Jing hugged Li Weifeng and said, very excited.

"You're not better than me, and you opened the scoring." Li Weifeng said to Zhang Jing.

"Our brothers have finally waited for today." Zhang Jing let out a long breath and said.

The two happily went to the cafeteria for dinner.

In the evening, James came and knocked on the door.

"Come in," Li Weifeng opened the door and let James in.

I saw James walk in with a bottle of milk and put it on Li Weifeng's table.

"Brother, don't sleep well, drink this." James said, then looked around the room and left.

"Got it." Li Weifeng sent James.

"It's okay to keep the windows closed, don't turn the air conditioner too low." James instructed in English, and then left.

Twenty minutes into the first half of the day, the coach in charge of the day-to-day called their substitutes to start warm-up training.

"Xiaofeng, let's go." Li Xu lined up with Li Weifeng, who was sitting at the very end.

"Hmm." Li Weifeng fastened his shoelaces again and followed Big Brother to the off-field track behind his own goal for training.

Looking at the team's game from this perspective and identity, Li Weifeng is still fresh. Li Weifeng has watched the ball for ten years in either the east stand or the west stand. Then I was a caddy, watching the ball on the sidelines, picking up the ball.

Today's first substitute status, Li Weifeng ran here to feel a little nervous. When he was changing clothes in the locker room just now and listening to the tactics, he didn't have much of a realistic feeling.

The two sides fought fiercely, and the opening game became 2-1, and the Shengcheng team took the lead. Li Weifeng did warm-up exercises according to the daily coach's arrangement, and from time to time he also looked at the stadium to observe the movement of the game.

A free kick of more than 30 meters, Li Weifeng felt it. There are not many players in this position who can actually play in the top domestic league, let alone the first division now. It wasn't until Jose's football hit the Shengcheng team's goal post and flew into the goal according to an unusual trajectory that Li Weifeng was stunned by the scene in front of him.

"I'll go, when did Jose get so strong!" Li Weifeng muttered.

"I can do it too." Li Xu said to Li Weifeng unconvinced.

"Brother Xu will definitely do it," Li Weifeng was shocked and didn't forget to pat the big brother on the back.

"Fart, with our Qingcheng here, it's not my turn." Li Xu sighed.

"Haha." Li Weifeng laughed dryly.

Before half-time, Li Weifeng returned to the bench again, first, Li Weifeng was almost stretched, and there was little chance of a tie at the moment.

At half-time, head coach Piluk made a step-by-step arrangement. New tactics, strengthen the middle to grab points, Ike as a center support.

The offensive coach walked up to Li Weifeng and patted Li Weifeng with him. Li Weifeng raised his head and looked at the coach, only to hear the coach say: "Xiaofeng, get ready to play in the second half, pay attention to the details of the playing style of the center forward." ”

"Hmm." Li Weifeng nodded, and his mind began to recall the details of the coach's arrangement just now.

The coach in charge of the offense squatted down, pointed to the tactical board, and pointed to Li Weifeng a few more words. Li Weifeng couldn't stop nodding, and asked a few words from time to time, exchanging.

It was only after the half-time break that Li Weifeng came out from behind and sat on the bench. When Li Weifeng came out of the lounge, he felt that he had drunk a little too much water, and ran to the bathroom before going to the stadium.

At this time, Li Xu had already run out to warm up, and now Chen Lei was sitting next to Li Weifeng.

"Nervous?" Chen Lei patted Li Weifeng and asked.

"Huh... Li Weifeng smiled dryly.

"Prepare well, you'll be playing in a moment." Chen Lei said to Li Weifeng.

"No," Li Weifeng was a little confused.

"I can't open the situation, I need you as the fulcrum of the frontcourt. Open up the situation, you go up and practice. Chen Lei explained.

"Oh."

"Go and warm up." Li Xu ran to the bench and said to Li Weifeng while changing his clothes.

"Got it." Li Weifeng fastened his shoelaces and ran to the sidelines to continue warming up.

After warming up for about ten minutes, I saw the offensive coach running over, "Xiaofeng, come over quickly." ”

Li Weifeng quickly ran to the coach's side, "You hurry up and prepare, go on the field immediately," the coach in charge of the offense said to Li Weifeng.

"Hmm." After Li Weifeng agreed, he hurriedly ran to his position on the bench to change into a game uniform.

"Bang Si," Li Weifeng changed his clothes and ran to the opposite of head coach Pirouk, and greeted head coach Pirouk.

Piruk glanced up at Li Weifeng, and then continued to look down at the tactical board on his lap. The assistant coach next to the head coach pointed to the tactical board to himself and began to arrange tactics, and Li Weifeng listened carefully. In fact, the attacking coach has already told himself at halftime, and now there are not many changes to the specific tactics. He is mainly not afraid of offside, and has been in the penalty area of the Shenbei team, running around the penalty spot. When the ball is played on both sides, he is responsible for the front point near the goalpost on both sides. When taking a set-piece, he is responsible for the scramble for the penalty kick that is deflected off the back post, and he pays attention to avoid offside.

"You go up and remind Ike to play outside the box and play flexibly." The translator instructed on the side, and at the same time told him how to say this passage in English. Li Weifeng learned English relatively well when he started school, and he has been taken by James recently, so his English is okay.

Li Weifeng and the translator repeated the English twice, then got up, turned around and rearranged his clothes in his shorts, tucking his clothes. Li Weifeng walked to the midline position, and Piruk hugged Li Weifeng from behind and whispered a few words.

Li Weifeng's wooden response, his mind kept circling his position on the field, and the tactics of running.

"Tick... After the whistle blew, Li Ping ran to himself.

"Come on," the interpreter behind him shouted to himself.

"Come on," Li Ping and Li Weifeng high-fived, encouraging him.

Li Weifeng ran to the penalty area of the Shenbei team and shouted: "Ike." ”

Ike ran to Li Weifeng, Li Weifeng hugged Ike and whispered to change the tactics, Ike nodded and ran out of the penalty area to meet his teammates.

Li Weifeng, who had just come on the court, kept recalling his tactics, and then ran hard, surrounded by Shenbei's defenders, and couldn't get rid of it.

"Don't keep trying to get out of the opposition, remember that you need to run in position. Then find a running route and run over and jump as fast as possible. Li Weifeng recalled in his mind what James usually told him.

A few minutes after playing on the field, Li Weifeng gradually adapted to the atmosphere on the field, and grabbed the front point during a cross, and rubbed it back to his teammate in the middle, almost forming a goal. Another time he grabbed a cross, and Li Weifeng completed the shot himself. With the success of the scramble, Li Weifeng's confidence has become more and more sufficient.

"Tick... The referee awarded a foul in the Shenbei team's half-court position and gave the Shengcheng team a set-piece.

Li Weifeng thought about his position at the back post and ran to the penalty spot. He looked into the midfield and saw captain Li Tie waving his hand to attack. I should still grab the position of the back post, Li Weifeng thought about how to run over.

"Tick... A whistle blows.

Li Weifeng moved backwards quickly, but it turned out that it was all people, and he didn't squeeze through. Seeing that Li Qingcheng's ball had flown to the penalty area, Li Weifeng jumped on the spot, stumbling, did not jump too high, and was grabbed by the players of the Shenbei team and pushed out of the penalty area.

Li Xu ran to Li Weifeng's side, gesturing his elbow, and said to Li Weifeng: "What are you afraid of as a striker?" The action can be a little bigger. After speaking, he patted Li Weifeng's head, and then quickly ran to his half-court position.

Li Weifeng did not leave the position of Shenbei penalty area too far, after all, the Shenbei team is now defending with all its might, and the formation is very flat in Shenbei's half.

I saw midfielder Li Qingcheng take the ball and start to accelerate to the right sideline, and Li Weifeng followed to the front post. Li Qingcheng made a cross after a sharp stop and turned, and Li Weifeng accelerated to run and jump to scramble. Li Weifeng didn't grab it after jumping, and after landing, Li Weifeng saw that the ball was grabbed by Li Xu outside the penalty area and volleyed directly. Looking back again, he saw that the goalkeeper of the Shenbei team saved the football, and seeing that the ball was not saved too far, Li Weifeng accelerated to grab the shot.

Look at football again, into the net...

Li Weifeng didn't think much about it, he just drew and had no time. The goal of your own team: victory!

Li Weifeng quickly ran to the goal of the Shenbei team to pick up the football. As soon as he picked up the football, the goalkeeper of the Shenbei team pulled Li Weifeng's clothes and wanted to grab the football. Li Weifeng limped his arm back, got rid of the goalkeeper of the Shenbei team, and continued to run to the midfield.

The teammates around him came over one after another to pat Li Weifeng.

"Goode," Ike said, patting Li Weifeng on the head.

"It seems to be a buddy," Li Xu also ran over and hugged Li Weifeng and ran back to the midfield side by side.

"Yes, Xiaofeng." Yu Han nearby, also ran over and said.

"Okay, hurry on, get another one." Li Tie, the captain of the team, also ran over and patted Li Weifeng on the head and said.

Li Weifeng really had an empty head at this time, he just wanted to hurry back to the midfield and continue the game, and time was running out.

Li Weifeng put the football on the tee point in the center circle, and ran to the outside of the center circle, on the left side of the middle line. At this time, he calmed down, and Li Weifeng began to think about the goal just now.

"Well, in." Li Weifeng really felt that Li Weifeng looked up at the big screen on the court, which showed the score: three to three. "Well, it's in, I'm in." Li Weifeng muttered in a low voice.

"Knock knock" "Li Weifeng"

"Knock knock" "Li Weifeng"

"Knock knock" "Li Weifeng"

"Knock knock" "Li Weifeng"

"Knock knock" "Li Weifeng"

The sound of cheering finally drifted into Li Weifeng's ears. Li Weifeng stood with his back to the east stand, facing the football in the center circle. Li Weifeng was ready to continue to run to the heart of the Shenbei team's penalty area, but at this time he was finally divided by the shouts of the stands.

"Did I just celebrate?" Li Weifeng suddenly realized this problem.

I remember that when I lived with Zhang Jing in the youth team, I designed a lot of goal celebrations. After Zhang Jing scored in the last game, he just raised his left hand and ran back, and he was laughed at by himself for several days, but he seemed to have really forgotten to celebrate just now.

"Huh... Thinking of this, Li Weifeng unconsciously laughed.

"Another goal is a stunner, and I'm going to have to celebrate like crazy." Li Weifeng swore secretly, holding his left hand tightly.

"Tick... When the whistle blew, Li Weifeng continued to run towards the penalty area of the Shenbei team without looking back.

With the shouts of "one in" in his ears, Li Weifeng looked at the big screen of Mengxi Stadium, and the game time: ninety minutes.

"There are no more minutes," Li Weifeng reminded himself.

"Tick... The referee awarded a foul on the left side of the Shenbei team in the half and the right side of the Shengcheng team, and gave the Shengcheng team a set-piece.

Li Weifeng was still at the penalty spot, and obviously felt that his clothes were tightly pulled again. Li Weifeng watched the referee not pay attention to this side, and did not turn back his elbow to swing back, trying to get rid of the pull. When Li Weifeng was tearing, he only heard Ike shouting at the referee, and then the referee ran to the penalty area, and the tearing followed the referee to the Shenbei team's penalty area, and all the movements stopped.

At this time, Li Weifeng saw Ike's clothes torn in half, and the referee began to admonish the players on both sides. Li Tie, the captain of the Shengcheng football team, inadvertently walked to Li Weifeng's side and whispered: "You stick to me, I'll give you the file, and we will run from the back point to the middle." ”

Li Weifeng didn't respond after hearing this, and followed Li Tie silently. Seeing that the two players of the Shenbei team also moved, Li Weifeng knew Li Tie's physical fitness, Li Tie must have turned his body sideways to let himself run to the middle to grab points, and he used his body to block the interference of these two people.

"Tick... After the whistle blew, I saw Li Qingcheng running, and Li Tie really turned sideways to give himself the gap in the running position, and at the same time blocked the Shenbei team players who were defending the two of them. Li Weifeng ran near the penalty spot, feeling that this was the landing point where the football flew over, and he just ran a few steps to become a jumper. Li Weifeng jumped high and looked at the flying football: "There is!" Li Weifeng shouted in his heart, and with a swing of his head, he pushed the football in the direction of the goal of the Shenbei team, and the football flew to the far point of the goal of the Shenbei team。。。。。。

Did Li Weifeng's header go in? Will Sheng Cheng get a draw, or will they finish the final stunner?

Predict what will happen next, and listen to the next breakdown.

End of this chapter.

Postscript (illustrations, tidbits, extras):

On a night many years ago, two members of the provincial youth football team lay in their bedrooms, dreaming about the future.

"In the past few years, the main force has been sold, maybe our opportunity will come soon." Li Weifeng looked forward to it.

"Maybe, but there are still a lot of old people in the team." Zhang Jing was a little helpless.

"If we play, we will definitely be able to score, and we will score a lot of goals, maybe Zhang Jing can get a golden boot."

"Pull it, just be able to play."

"How can you do it without a dream?"

"Okay."

"Don't worry, we're going to score a lot and we'll win the championship." Li Weifeng said firmly.

"Hmm."

"By the way, whose celebration do you like?" Li Weifeng asked.

"Klaus's somersault, what about you?" Zhang Jing replied.

"I love Alain, Shearer's one-handed celebration, the iconic is too strong. Soft with toughness. ”

"Well, I like it too, but I'm still going to choose Klaus."

"Hey, I don't have many chances at back, you can do it." Li Weifeng sighed.

'The defenders are all corners and set-pieces, not many?'

"Hey, now the defenders and forwards are all foreign aids, and there are not many opportunities to play." Li Weifeng was helpless.

"Don't worry, if I score the first goal, I'll stretch out my arm for you." Zhang Jing promised.

In the fourth round of the first division league of Shengcheng Picture-in-Picture Football Club, which was established for the third year, Zhang Jing made his first debut and scored a goal at the beginning.

Zhang Jing stretched out his arm for the first time, and raised his index finger, pointing to the sky to celebrate. Zhang Jing has always remembered the promise of the year, even if the brother who was promised forgot their promise that night and laughed at himself for forgetting to celebrate the goal.