Chapter 4 (26)

Under the threat of Wu Xingguang's cruel words of "killing chickens and monkeys", the team was calm, and no one made trouble in the two training sessions on Saturday, and the players honestly followed Yan Liangcheng's instructions to train. The main training subject is the tactical coordination of the front and back courts, especially to let several young players get familiar with their teammates as much as possible and get familiar with the new environment. A few young players who came up on temporary substitutions were quite angry - how could they let go of a rare opportunity to play? But they really lack experience in the game, and they are not familiar with their current teammates at all, not only lack of tacit understanding in cooperation, but also can not communicate with their teammates in a timely manner, so when they are in a group confrontation, they can hear some players shouting and scolding loudly from time to time, and several impatient old players even moved their fists to the stupid little guy. At this time, the assistant coach who acts as the referee will blow the whistle to temporarily stop the game and run over to correct the young player who made the mistake. Regardless of whether the little guy is right or wrong, he can only listen to the coach's reprimand and guidance with his head down, while enduring the cynicism of the veteran players next to him.

Yan Liangcheng stood on the edge of the field and carefully observed the confrontation of the red and blue vests. Rather, he was watching the young players while thinking about who to give them a chance. Only two of these little guys will be able to do it, and the rest will have to continue to hone in the youth team. But what he lacks most now is an attacking full-back who can cross, and the two young players who are not bad are a central defender and a full-back. Alas, this is really head-scratching.

The red vests, which symbolize the main force, once again lost control of the ball in the cross, and the center Gao Jinsong was also pulled down on the lawn by two blue vests. If it is in the game, such a move will definitely attract severe punishment from the referee, but whether this action blows a foul or not on the training ground depends entirely on the mood of the temporary referee. The assistant coach didn't even lift his eyelids, and with a wave of his hand, he signaled for the game to continue. The Blue Vests immediately switched from defense to offense. Gao Jinsong got up and walked a few steps on his own, and he came to the red vest that passed the ball, and it seemed that he was talking to his teammate who was squatting on the ground to tie his shoes.

There are many young players on the blue vest side, and their tactical literacy is obviously much worse than that of the old players, and the most obvious gap is that they can not reasonably use the length and width of the field, and the phenomenon of bunching is easy to appear in the offensive and defensive process, which undoubtedly reduces the defensive pressure of the red vest side. The Blue Vests' attack was quickly dismantled, but something went wrong on the other side of the field - Gao Jinsong kicked the squad member who was still tying his shoes into the grass with a single kick.

The assistant coach immediately blew and immediately ran over to solve the incident. The rest of the teammates just stood there and gasped for air, or simply sat in the grass and took the opportunity to rest. Some people kept smacking their lips, looking at the beverage box on the side of the venue, then at Yan Liangcheng standing on the side of the venue, and then at the beverage box. can be said to be good, like a statue, without saying a word, in the end, no one dares to run out of the venue to find water to drink.

The minor dispute over there was quickly resolved, and the training continued......

Gao Jinsong scolded the young player, together with the other old players teaching the little guy, Yan Liangcheng saw it in his eyes. But he didn't think it was a big deal. This is how his youth team career came over, when he first entered the senior team, he also had such an encounter, once he was scolded by the coach for ten minutes for a trivial matter, and the roots of his ears were pulled out of blood. What was the reason for that? It looks like he's not wearing shin guards. He also unconsciously touched the base of his right ear. He and his companions had always felt that it would affect the way they felt about the ball, but he had never forgotten to wear them during training matches since his ear was bleeding from his coach. Sometimes, corporal punishment is indeed more acceptable and memorable than bitter preaching. Besides, it's better to be scolded by your teammates on the training ground than to lose face in a real game.

When he was resting and drinking water, he called Gao Jinsong over and asked, "What are you doing to beat that little guy?" He didn't notice that the young player who was beaten by Gao Jinsong was actually the same age as Gao Jinsong.

"I've told him several times, don't play highball, don't play highball, he doesn't listen!" Speaking of this, Gao Jinsong was on fire, and he spat on the ground hatefully. "Still talking back!"

Yan Liangcheng was amused by his last sentence, and explained to the full-back by the way: "He plays full-back, and the quality of his crosses is not high." ”

"I know." Gao Jinsong said, "I told him that if the other party is not pressing, you can take a few more steps and pass it closer to you; Or pass it back to other teammates. But he just wouldn't listen! The few times he passed from the side, it was a high ball, high and floating - this kind of pass is the most troublesome, the longest time from passing to landing, there is no concealment, people just don't get stuck in the position, and when his ball lands, he can also block the gap. I shouted at him to pass low and flat, so that the speed was ......."

"He probably can't do that," Yan Liangcheng glanced at the young man who was sitting on the grass with his neck tilted and drinking water. If he had the ability to play this kind of dangerous ball, he should have been in the first team a long time ago. "And it's easy for opponents to defend against this kind of ball."

Gao Jinsong pursed his lips and said, "It's okay to succeed once out of ten." It's better than watching your offense get ruined by your opponent. He spat again.

This time, Yan Liangcheng saw clearly, Gao Jinsong's spit turned out to be a red color. He immediately asked Gao Jinsong, what's going on? He was a little worried. Although the troublemakers are quiet now, who knows if they will do anything else? Gao Jinsong was the person who ruined their good deeds the night before, and it was difficult to ensure that these people would not wait for an opportunity to retaliate, and at the same time give others a warning.

"The skin is broken in the mouth." Gao Jinsong said indignantly. "It was Li Xiaolin's bastard who did it. He couldn't snatch me, so he killed me—tearing my clothes, pulling my pants, and elbowing me. I had just gotten closer to him, and he took the opportunity to hit me headbuttfully in the face, and now my front teeth are still a little loose. ”

Yan Liangcheng smiled. The key is that people can't be injured, especially can't teach people to hurt their black feet behind their backs, as for whether Gao Jinsong has front teeth, what's the matter. Li Xiaolin, who was lying in the barley next to him bare-chested, was smiling while fanning himself with a blue vest that wrung out his sweat.

Yan Liangcheng laughed and pulled the topic back again: "Is that little guy okay to play the wingback?" He was asking Li Xiaolin.

Li Xiaolin wiped the water on his face and chest with his vest, thought about it and said: "Looking at it, it seems to be stronger than I was at the beginning, but I played less games, I was too nervous, my body was easy to get nervous, my movements were old and out of shape, and my experience was a little worse - but it wasn't as bad as Jin Song said." The little guy just now wanted to pass the ball low, so I rubbed the ball with my leg before it was high and floating, and I was scolded and beaten......"

So that's what happened. Yan Liangcheng is not only Waner.

Gao Jinsong also laughed and said, "If this is the case, I will have to kick him twice when I turn around." You lost your center of gravity when you stopped suddenly, what was he doing in a hurry to pass the ball? Take a few more steps to the inside or the baseline, and when you attract the attention of a few more people, you will have a chance to pass the ball. As he spoke, he straightened his face and glanced at the young player who was sneaking in this direction, and then spat again.

Yan Liangcheng thought about it, and decided that it was better not to interfere in this matter. The tactical guidance from teammates is far more impressive than the coach's guidance. He knows this very well. In today's two training sessions, although the performance of several small players was not satisfactory, the running route was also very chaotic, and some very stupid mistakes were often made, it can be seen that whether it is the players involved in the defense or the players involved in the attack, they are doing their best to cooperate with the teammates around them tactically, and what is more gratifying is that they are consciously doing this kind of effort. It is certain that most of this is the credit of Li Xiaolin's theory of "activity area and tactical coordination" last night.

These are all good seedlings! He couldn't help but sigh a little. If he is allowed to continue to coach Yafeng, he will try his best to cultivate these young people, give them more opportunities to compete, and let them continue to train themselves and improve themselves through competition. Of course, he will also try his best to keep Li Xiaolin and Gao Jinsong - they all have the temperament that a team leader should have, optimistic, tenacious, and not giving up, they can not only be the teachers and brothers of these young people, but also ensure the team's results...... He couldn't help but quietly glance at Gao Jinsong and Li Xiaolin, who were laughing together, and at the same time blamed himself in his heart: Why didn't he discover these advantages in them? Why did he notice so many obvious things when he was about to leave Wuhan and Yafeng?

Thinking of this, he was a little melancholy and lost. He didn't know how Cheng Dexing would treat these young people after he took over the team. Maybe they will be sold to another club, maybe they will be waiting for an opportunity in the youth team, and of course it is possible to cultivate them, after all, Cheng Dexing is not only famous for his strict coaching, rewards and punishments, but also because he is good at digging and cultivating manufacturable talents and has the reputation of "Bole" - Li Xiaolin was his disciple back then, if it weren't for Li Xiaolin's own ridiculous life because he was young and ignorant, he would have entered the national team a long time ago. However, he had heard that there seemed to be another theory for this...... He waved his hand, banishing all the jumbled thoughts out of his mind. The most important thing now is to determine the squad for tomorrow. Even if you lose, you have to lose a little bit of discipline.

He never thought he would win this game. Probably the only person who still has illusions about victory is the majority shareholder.

In the thirteenth minute of the game, Wuhan Yafeng's goal was pierced by the opponent.

The TV camera's camera immediately turned to Wuhan Yafeng's coach bench, and immediately captured Yafeng's acting head coach Yan Liangcheng in the camera.

The TV viewers who watched the live broadcast of this league were very strange, because the head coach of Yafeng sat in the coach's seat with no expression, neither surprised nor annoyed, and did not even mean to stand up and look around, and seemed to calmly accept the fact that the score was behind. What's even more strange is that no one on Yafeng's coach's bench seems to care about the game: two people dressed as assistant coaches are talking to each other, several players look cold at the camera camera, one player is yawning with his head up, his arm is stretched, and another player is holding something out of his jacket pocket and shoving it into his mouth with two fingers, only the two young men sitting at the end stand up and nervously turn to look at the brightly colored electronic scoreboard high in the stadium.

While these images swept across the TV screen, TV viewers could also hear the host's words: "It looks like something is wrong with Yafeng." ”

"Something must have gone wrong." The football celebrity who was invited by the TV station to be a guest commentator echoed the host's statement. "As we mentioned earlier, compared to Thursday's game, Yafeng changed eight starters, and five of the players on the field were playing in a competitive game for the first time this year, and four of the players were young people who had just been promoted from the youth team to the first team - these are very telling."

"In your opinion, what is Yafeng's problem?" The host has nothing to say. In this game, Yafeng replaced a large number of novices, and as a result, Sichuan Hongsheng, who was "arrogant in the first 40 minutes and suffered in the next 50 minutes", was pressed into the penalty area and beaten hard, and until now he has not organized a decent attack, so that he, the host, does not know how to explain. He can't use the salary given to him by Wuhan TV to promote the Sichuan people, right? Alas, there are still eighty minutes, how can you spend this time!

What is the problem with Yafeng? The crux of Yafeng's problem is that the club is not decisive on the issue of manager change! The acting head coach couldn't control the team, and the new head coach was reluctant to sign the contract to fulfill the contract, and as a result, the team wanted to leave, wanted to stay, and wanted to hug the new coach's thigh and smash the old coach's stone, all mixed together, and became a pot of porridge.

Of course, the guest would not poke Yafeng's inside story in front of the TV, so he chose the unanimous tone of the media in the past two days: "I heard that it was food poisoning, and the canteen of Yafeng Club also fired two staff members for this." He sighed, seemed to be very dissatisfied with Yafeng's chaotic internal management, and said, "This year, Yafeng expanded the construction of the second- and third-tier teams, but the logistics management did not keep up. ”

"It seems that the professional construction of Yafeng's football team is better than the management of the club." The host interjected and summed it up.

On the court, Yafeng was struggling in the half court under the pressure of Sichuan Hongsheng, and the two uninteresting guys on TV were still talking, and some fans and viewers couldn't listen to it anymore, so they angrily changed the TV channel to Sichuan Satellite TV. Hmph, this game is broadcast here, too! There's no need to listen to those two bastards ruining Yafeng's reputation here!

The TV picture can be connected to the Hubei TV just now, but the host's attitude towards this game is really refreshing: "Weizi Weizi Weizi!" Machinanu Machinau! Wang Yu! Machinau! Machinau ——...... "As the ball passed and transferred at the feet of the Sichuan Hongsheng players, the host quickly reported the name of the player who held the team, every time he changed another name, it means that the ball has been transferred, and when he kept shouting the name of a player, the ball must be at the feet of this player, especially when he dragged out the "nu" sound made by the tone of the whole room, even if he didn't watch TV, he knew that it was not a long pass or a shot. But the vast majority of the audience knows that this must be a shot, Machinu is the striker of Sichuan Hongsheng, and the opportunity for the striker to make a long pass is not nothing, but it is certainly not now - even Yafeng's center forward is defending in the penalty area, how can Sichuan Hongsheng need a striker to launch an attack with a long pass.

"Oh-" The host howled in grief and let out a long sigh that seemed as long as he had squeezed all the air out of his lungs, and even the audience couldn't help but sweat for the overly emotionally engaged host. One could even hear the trembling of his voice, and as the moans of pain reached the ears, the image of a fan devastated by the missed scoring opportunity of his beloved team immediately came to mind, and the image was so vivid that people couldn't help but worry about whether Hongsheng would be able to hold on if he missed another opportunity. However, this sigh also told those Yafeng fans who missed the shot that the goal must not have been scored. The softer Machinu didn't have enough power and didn't have a tricky angle, and Yafeng's second goalkeeper easily got his hands on the ball and pounced forward, protecting it with his arms and chest. The two Hongsheng players who ran up to make up for the shot had to stop their feet stupidly.

But when Yafeng attacked, the host of Sichuan TV didn't even say a word. But when the ball cut off Sichuan Hongsheng again, he immediately burst out with huge energy: "Liu Lixin Liu Lixin!" Weizi Weizi Weizi ......"

Fortunately, Hongsheng still failed to seize the opportunity, before the away team passed, the Yafeng backline dragged the offside tactics to leave Machinu behind, and before the Hongsheng striker touched the ball, the small flag in the hand of the assistant referee was raised high.

The host's prolonged shout of "Ma-Chinu......" immediately made the audience understand how much he hated the striker.

While the away team had the upper hand on the field, a card game in the dormitory of the Yafeng base was also in full swing, and Wei Honglin, who had just returned to the base this morning, was so good that he couldn't believe it, and now he had two thick piles of large-denomination bills in front of him. Even if he didn't count it, he knew that he had won at least nearly 30,000 yuan in cash, not including Zhuang Xian's 10,000 yuan in arrears and the same amount of debits.

Zhuang Xian, who had already lost to the ground, turned a little blue, grabbed the last two or three banknotes in front of him and threw them to the winner of this set, and said fiercely: "I owe you seven hundred." "Touch the smoke again. But his cigarette case was empty. He crumpled the cigarette case into a ball, threw it to the ground, and angrily poured his anger on the live TV game: "Old Zhou! Zhou Jian! Turn off the TV! ”

"It's not off! Lao Zhou, don't turn off the TV! Pretty! A player who didn't win or lose squatted on the stool, held a half-burned cigarette roll between his two fingers, tilted his face and took a puff of cigarette, saying, "This guy says a football game well, but he doesn't watch TV and just listens to him, which is more authentic than this Hubei TV program - what is this Hubei TV, the person who explains the game is like an old eunuch who has been cut off in the TV series, and his voice is soft and unscathed, without the pride of the old man." He said something more vulgar, and several of them laughed. The most annoying thing is that every time I can't talk about it, I just talk about it like an old lady, and I also got married to Lao Wei last time! He twisted his face and spat on it. I can't find anything to do! ”

The team member who was grabbing money from the table in front of him followed and said, "I also think the host is annoying." I was at a table with him at the club celebration party at the end of last season, and that night was too boring for me to say. He made a gesture of holding the cup, cocked his tail and ring fingers, and said, "Well, that's it, that's it...... Don't say it, don't say it, and besides, I'm sure I'll have a nightmare tonight. He counted the stack of bills in his hand and asked, "Who hasn't given it yet?" Seven hundred. ”

"Are you finished? I told you all, I sent you seven hundred! Zhuang Xian glared and shouted.

The team member didn't scold him, saying, "Can't I ask?" Zhuang Boss, you usually play cards are not like this, today but lost a few more, why are you staring at so big eyes? ”

The angry Zhuang Xian leaned over and grabbed a handful of money from Wei Honglin, counted seven and threw it in the middle of the table, and said fiercely: "It's okay now, right?" Is it enough? The team member brought a few bills in front of him and grinned and didn't speak.

Zhuang Xian picked out a cigarette from the cigarette case of the person next to him, counted the banknotes in his hand, and said to Wei Honglin: "Borrow another six thousand seven." Make up a whole number. I owe you thirty thousand. He leaned on the lighter handed by others and lit the fire, and he didn't count the banknotes handed by Wei Honglin, and said with a dark face, "Deal cards!" ”

"Look, Sichuan Hongsheng is going to score again!" Zhou Jian shouted.

As if someone was in command, the minds of the players immediately shifted from the game in front of them to the television screen.

"Zhou Jian, voice!" Someone scolded his mother while shouting Zhou Jian to put the sound of the TV out.

"Wei-Zi——......" the host of Sichuan TV sang loudly. The player who scored the goal was the "Weizi" he shouted. On the screen, a Sichuan Hongsheng player wearing a dark blue jersey desperately broke free from the embrace of his teammates, jumping and running around the sideline. A large group of Hongsheng team members rushed towards him from all directions.

Zhuang Xian swallowed, muttered something that no one heard clearly, and beckoned everyone to continue playing.

The team member who was squatting on the chair stared at the Weizi for a long time, until the camera turned away, he extinguished the cigarette butt by the chair, bit his lip and asked, "Boss Zhuang, did you talk to Sichuan Hongsheng about death?" ”

"Four goals in the first half, the route and the people have explained it to them." Zhuang Xian folded his hands on the table, his fingers knocked on the table, and after a long time, he added, "There are only two balls, and there are two." It's only twenty minutes now, and it should be about the same. ”

"What if the Sichuan people change their hexagrams? This Sichuan people are too unrighteous, they have told them the route and people, what are they still doing in the forbidden area? Think of a cheap brother again? Someone said dissatisfied. The people arranged by the guard line were two friends who were close to him, and watching the two friends being teased like this by a few Sichuan people was almost like slapping him.

Zhuang Xian pondered for a moment and said, "There shouldn't be a change of hexagram." Hongsheng is very difficult now, someone comes to the door to send points, they are too late to be grateful, how dare they make up those things? This goal is a bit excessive, obviously you can shoot directly, but you want to deceive our people and then hit the empty goal. But our people are too stupid, and they were deceived into losing their positions with just two actions, so it's no wonder that You Shen didn't give him a chance. This last sentence immediately annoyed the team members who spoke, and he squinted his eyes and glared at Zhuang Xian and said, "Boss Zhuang, that's not what you said-"

Seeing that the two of them were about to have a dispute, Wei Honglin hurriedly came over to the round: "Don't say a word." Liu Lixin is still talking in Sichuan Hongsheng, he told us that it is four balls, so it must be four balls. Their actions just now were indeed a bit overdone, but this is more real, isn't it? Playing cards and playing cards, you can eat whatever you want—anyway, the wool comes from the sheep. He separated Zhuang Xian's quarrel with a few words, and the last sentence made several team members smile. Today's loser is only Zhuang Xian.

Someone asked again: "When will Sichuan Hongsheng give money?" ”

"Tomorrow." Zhuang Xian licked the corners of his mouth and threw the cards in his hand. He lost money again in this hand, so he didn't bother to wait for someone to speak, and directly counted five banknotes and threw them in the middle of the table. "Fortunately, I still have this money to save my life, otherwise I would have to drink the northwest wind this month."

Someone laughed strangely and said, "Who can blame this?" Everyone else is raising one, and you are the most capable, raising them at a time. If someone else raises one or not, change it, or simply don't raise it - if you have money, you don't have a chick to stick to your arms? You are good, not only raising, but also money for money, for a house for a house, the last time that chick met you for the first time, she twisted her ass twice and bared her teeth at you, and you sent a car. - If you can save money like this, it's really ungoddamn unreasonable. ”

The room burst into laughter. Some people said that he was present when Zhuang Xian sent the car, and the female student of what university let Zhuang Xian dance two dances with his arms, and Zhuang Xian forgot what his surname was, but the woman had a little capital, whether it was a college student or not, but the ability to seduce men was quite professional.

Wei Honglin didn't participate in the discussion of the rights and wrongs of these men and women, but just shuffled the cards and laughed.

Zhou Jian suddenly howled as if he had seen a ghost: "Look! Look! ”

When a few people stopped talking and turned their faces to look, they saw a close-up shot on the TV screen, a pair of legs wearing white socks swaying between the legs of several yellow socks; The feet of the white socks are like living elves, swaying up and down on the left and right sides of the ball, the frequency of the movement is not fast, and the amplitude of the action is also very small, but the toes of the two feet, the instep, the arch of the feet, the soles and heels are as flexible as the fingers of the pianist, under the guidance of the ankles, stumbling and touching the buckles, and in an instant, every inch of the place, a series of true and false movements are as smooth as flowing water......

Stunned, several people gasped at the same time.

Eventually, a leg in a yellow sock couldn't bear it anymore and went straight to the front of the leg in the white sock, tripping his opponent to the ground.

"His grandmother's!" Someone groaned and scolded the mother. I don't know if he is scolding the defenders of Sichuan Hongsheng, or if he is lamenting the dazzling action.

"I didn't see it clearly! Zhuang Xian, you fucking blocked the TV! Someone roared angrily. Zhuang Xian was tall, and the team members sitting opposite him could only see a small half of the TV screen from his shoulder. He didn't see the first half, only the second half.

The TV station finally did a good thing, they didn't even pull the camera away to let the audience see the long view on the field, and immediately replayed the scene just now.

This time, Zhuang Xian and they also counted clearly, the two legs wearing white socks only rose and fell three times, that is, they only ran three steps, but in the meantime they did at least six movements, two real actions to protect the ball, four feints made all the opponents who tried to intercept miss, and the eight legs wearing yellow socks in front and back were helpless to take these two legs, and finally relied on fouls to stop the progress of these two legs......

"Who is this?" Several people asked in unison. They never knew there was such a character on the team.

Zhou Jian didn't speak. Of course he knew who it was, only he kept an eye on the game, and his attention to the game was not so much that he cared about the team's wins and losses, but because he never liked to play Zhipai.

Wei Honglin turned over the cards in his hand and said lightly: "Gao Jinsong." He had watched Gao Jinsong play this action a few times, of course, it was in the new era, Gao Jinsong and he played amused twice in training, when he and Guan Mingshan saw their eyes straight, but Gao Jinsong never did this in the official competition - "Waste of time." Gao Jinsong said so, but he and Guan Mingshan both knew that Gao Jinsong did not do this There is a deeper meaning: players with such skills are generally the focus of the opponent's defense, and the chance of injury is much greater - when the opponent can't stop you with technical means, then foul tactics are the simplest and most effective choice.

After listening to Wei Honglin's words, several people in the room did not speak. They know that Wei Honglin is telling the truth, and Gao Jinsong's concern is also very reasonable - against this kind of delicate player, unless you are more skilled or experienced or more tactically forward-looking than him, otherwise, fouling is your only choice, and the sooner the foul, the better, the more ruthless the better, to let him remember you, let him tremble with fear when he sees you or even thinks of you......

"You Shen, I'm afraid I don't know, right?" Zhuang Xian sat down with the table propped up, stared at the tablecloth in front of him, and asked slowly for a while.

Wei Honglin shook his head and said, "I don't know." But I guess, he couldn't have known. Otherwise, he would not have agreed to Gao Jinsong's transfer. In fact, Jin Song doesn't have to show his hand to find a job in the league casually, being a qualified center forward is enough for him to find a better club to be the main force...... "He lowered his head, pushed the cards in his hand into a slip, and then closed them in one place, then pushed them away, and then closed them again. Seriously, he was a little annoyed with Gao Jinsong. Why do you think you're working so hard? Whether Yafeng loses or wins, what does it have to do with you, the person who is about to leave the club? Are you going to expose this to the public? Which team won't focus on you in the future? …… He hurrahed and threw all the cards on the table. He hated himself even more! I should have known what kind of character Jin Song was, and I should have known that it was impossible to impress him in a few words, so why didn't I make things clear to him earlier?! But he immediately dismissed the idea in his mind. Alas, it was because I already knew what kind of person my friend was, so this matter was ...... I can't open my mouth at all.

Several members of the team in the room looked at each other twice, and they all sat down at the table in silence. Even if Gao Jinsong didn't do a good job with them, they didn't dislike Gao Jinsong very much, and most of them still thought that this little guy was good - don't provoke right and wrong, don't gossip, except for three or two good friends, he is not far from anyone, his skills are not bad, and his feet are clean, especially this little guy dares to scold and command anyone on the court - including Wei Honglin, which makes them feel that this is a trustworthy young man - People who are fair will always be more likely to earn the respect and trust of others. Of course, they now also recognize that Gao Jinsong has the qualifications to command and scold others, Yafeng advanced in the cup, and Gao Jinsong is the first to take credit in the whole team. They don't want to win this game, and they do, but it's a good thing to qualify for the next round anyway.

At that moment, Sichuan Hongsheng scored their third goal of the game, but everyone was not interested in talking. I don't know when, Zhou Jian has already switched the channel back to Hubei TV, and they would rather listen to the nonsense of the host of Hubei TV than the hoarse roar of the host of Sichuan TV. This can make them feel better.

In the thirty-ninth minute, the most exciting scene of the first half appeared-

The young player who was kicked by Gao Jinsong in training yesterday took the ball and rushed forward on the right side; Gao Jinsong was in the middle, entangled with two defenders on the one hand, and desperately rushed to his position on the other hand, ready to respond; On the left and right sides of Gao Jinsong, there are also Yafeng players, Franco on the right, and another young player on the left;

Gao Jinsong's pace limited his role on the counter-attack, and when he rushed to the opponent's penalty line, the wide leader had already chosen to break through to the bottom; The player on the right side of Gao Jinsong went around the edge of the penalty area to outflank in an arc; Franco was dropping back while drawing his defenders to the edge of the box;

The player with the ball forces a breakthrough at the baseline, and then retreats with the ball in the penalty area, waiting for the opportunity to receive or pass; Gao Jinsong tried to get rid of the two defenders, and relied on his physical advantage to carry away the two opponents in an instant, and immediately raised his hand to signal - he wanted the ball; The player on Gao Jinsong's left side was already approaching the small penalty area, and the defenders around him followed him closely, while observing the movement in the penalty area; Franco has withdrawn from the penalty area and is moving back to the near baseline, waiting for an opportunity to respond, and the defender of his team keeps a distance on the line of the penalty area to follow the movement, while observing the movement in the penalty area;

The player who led the team hesitated at the moment when Gao Jinsong raised his hand, and then he adjusted his body posture to prepare to pass, these two superfluous actions in a row wasted the fleeting opportunity, and now Gao Jinsong was pressed back to the outside by the two defenders, and another defender also intervened in his defense, and stuck the positional connection between the player and Gao Jinsong; The defender with the team's skills is about to resume close defense against him; Gao Jinsong's left player began to move outside the penalty area when he had no chance and no room to move; Franco arrives at the pick-up position;

The player who led the team passed the ball to Franco at the first time, and then he pressed diagonally into the box, and the Hongsheng team defending him immediately followed him forward; The defensive Gao Jinsong also moved his position in the third player, and his current position is closer to Gao Jinsong; The player on Gao Jinsong's left continued to move outside the penalty area; Franco stops the ball, knocks the ball in small increments in succession, moves slowly to the backcourt, looking for opportunities, while maintaining a distance from the defenders, who follow the movement;

Franco's small dribble suddenly changed, Franco was a little further away from the ball, and the defender immediately pounced, and before he could pounce and take advantage, Franco had already completed the cross;

Franco's cross is very flat and fast, the only pity is that it seems to be a little far away from Gao Jinsong, Gao Jinsong must take a step back to reach the ball, and even if he reaches the ball, it is difficult to form an offensive threat - in the process of rushing forward, the ball that only reaches the height of Gao Jinsong's head to rotate quickly in the opposite direction, that is, in the penalty area, the difficulty of this action is really unimaginable......

- He couldn't do it! For a moment, the mind of the person who saw the cross crossed the ball.

From the moment he saw the ball fly from Franco's feet, Gao Jinsong knew what he had to do. He kicked his legs on the ground and leaned back suddenly, and the sudden force made the two Hongsheng team members who resisted behind him involuntarily move their steps, and before the audience in front of the TV could figure out what Gao Jinsong was going to do, his upper body had already been in the air and was almost parallel to the ground, and his right leg was suddenly pulled up from his hip to knee to his toe-

Upside down golden hook!

The faces of the few people sitting at the table turned as pale as paper, and their faces were as red as if they were drunk.

It's just a blink of an eye, as if a gust of wind swept across the earth, and the overwhelming scolding and inverted color that originally filled the stadium disappeared without a trace, everyone in the stadium, as well as the vast majority of people in front of the TV station, all looked at this as if they were stupid, but few people have witnessed the shooting stunt, and even a few Hongsheng players who were blocked behind Gao Jinsong were full of incredulity - from Gao Jinsong's collision they knew what he wanted to do, But they didn't believe he would do it! It's outrageous!

What's even more outrageous is that this shot actually went in!

Quiet, absolutely quiet, the huge stadium is as quiet as the empty wilderness. No, it's not appropriate to speak of wilderness, because there's still wind blowing, grass growing, and insects whispering. Rather, it's like a world of nothingness, nothing, nothing, no football, no players, no spectators......

But there is football, and football is already rolling happily in the opponent's net; There were the team members, and they were still staring at the black and white elf; There are even more spectators here, who are going to shout and cheer wildly for this wonderful goal!

Oh –

Drums, gongs, screams, cheers, and weepings, these countless sounds finally converged into a spring thunder, long and long, heavy and high-pitched, and rolled over the earth with a roar. Countless shirts, vests, newspapers, and pieces of paper were thrown into the air, and dozens of flags were danced and hunted......

The most outrageous thing happened, the referee who finally regained his senses blew the whistle and announced that this goal did not count!

Why not?!

Why not?!

The red-eyed Yafeng players immediately surrounded the referee and asked him angrily, if the referee didn't say that he was ugly, then he would try to make the Football Association punish him heavily, and he would also look good! When he heard that the referee had blown out such a goal, his eyebrows were raised at that time, and he squeezed into the crowd without saying a word - fortunately, there were many people in the same mood as him, and the referee was surrounded by Yafeng players who were dancing with their arms and fists, otherwise this impatient goalkeeper might really be banned by the Football Association as a typical game.

The referee was very sensible and asked the Yafeng players to look at the small flag in the assistant referee's hand, which was the only person in the stadium who could stay awake all the time. Afterwards, the assistant referee also privately told his friend that he was also hesitant at the time, because he had a hunch that the goal could be scored, and if it did, it would be wonderful; But he did not regret his actions at the time.

The assistant referee who was questioned by the Yafeng team didn't speak, and he told him the basis for the offside with his fingers - the young Yafeng player who broke through the bottom with the ball at the beginning, that is, the player who passed the ball to Franco, he was not retreating at the moment of Franco's pass, but moving towards Hongsheng's goal, his behavior means that he is interfering with the judgment of Hongsheng goalkeeper, and Yafeng has improper gains in this attack!

- This is offside! Unmistakable offside!

- Gao Jinsong's goal was achieved when the goalkeeper was interfered with, which is definitely not a goal!

How can this not be counted? A few Yafeng players pulled the young player who made a mistake over and asked him to personally assist the referee and the referee, their judgment was incorrect, and they blew off a goal that was too legitimate to be legitimate! This will not work! The sentence must be changed! The goal worked!

It is absolutely impossible to change the verdict, even if the referee makes a mistake, in order to maintain the majesty of the referee, they can only make the mistake wrong. Moreover, the young Yafeng team member bit his lip and bled out, so painful that he couldn't even say a word, and tears came out of his closed eyes one after another.

Intimidated, threatened, pleaded, and almost knelt down, and a group of Yafeng team members used almost all the tricks, but it was useless. They can't do it anymore. Nor could they blame the young player, who had lost the support of his teammates, who was now limp like mud in the barley, his fingers clasped into the dirt, clutching at the roots, and sobbing silently. Silent sobbing, this is the most painful manifestation of a person, it is the current reaction of the bitterness and pain accumulated in the chest has exceeded the limit of what people can vent...... Alas! This poor and angry young man......

His teammates didn't know how to comfort him, so they could only stand by silently, and occasionally someone would pat him on the shoulder. But what's the use of that?

In the end, Gao Jinsong came over. He's calmed down now, he's not as excited as he was just now – the moment the referee declared the goal invalid, he felt like the world was turned upside down, and there was only one thought left in his mind, he was going to beat up the guy who dared to say that the goal didn't count! If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people gathered around the referee, he would have rushed forward without hesitation and lectured him hard with his fists...... He first approached the two referees, apologized for the excitement and aggressive behavior of his teammates, and after gaining the judges' understanding, he asked his teammates to return to their respective positions - the game is not over yet, as long as you keep trying, there is still a chance. In the end, he walked over to the young teammate who was still prostrate on the turf and sobbed, squatted down, whispered to comfort him, and affirmed the progress and vital role of his teammate in this attack.

The teammates finally let out their voices and burst into tears. But he only howled twice, and was stopped by Gao Jinsong's contemptuous words: "It's not a shame to be such a big person?" ”

In fact, Gao Jinsong didn't think there was any shame in him crying like that, in fact, no one felt that he had lost anyone, this picture of crying loudly even won high praise and praise for the young player, and soon after he really entered the first team from the youth team, and the reason why he was promoted, in addition to his technical ability and tactical literacy, this time he cried in front of tens of thousands of fans and countless TV viewers, which also added a lot of points to him.

In the 46th minute of the first half, Sichuan Hongsheng scored the fourth goal as promised.