Chapter 4 (27) (II)

When Yan Liangcheng erased the chalk marks left on the blackboard, all the team members drooped their heads in unison. Some of them are because they have ghosts in their hearts, and they are afraid that Yan Liangcheng will pour out all their anger on their heads; Some of them were guilty of not being able to contain their opponents' rampant rampage, and it was a shame for them to let their opponents score four goals in quick succession in forty-five minutes; There are also some people who have little to do with this embarrassing score, but at this time they are unwilling to let others notice them, especially the head coach who doesn't want them to notice themselves - who knows if the angry Yan Liangcheng will lose his mind in anger, if he accidentally becomes the fish in the pond that was affected, then it is really wronged.

'We played badly in the first half. Yan Liangcheng resketched the general appearance of the venue on the blackboard, and at the same time tried to make his words sound calm. 'A big part of the reason why the score was down was due to mistakes at the back. But it's not all your fault – you've played together for too short, you don't have the experience of the game and, above all, you can't concentrate on the pitch, which gives the opposition a chance. I have a great deal of responsibility for these issues. ”

This understatement of the first half was so surprising that it was almost impossible to believe their ears, and the players raised their heads one by one, carefully looking at Yan Liangcheng, wondering if this was what he was really saying.

Yan Liangcheng ignored the dodging eyes of the players, and did not expose the two defenders who made fatal mistakes in the first half, and only said: "There is no point in discussing the gains and losses in the first half now, so I don't want to criticize anyone." He found a piece of chalk and began to mark the positions of his players on the blackboard, and said, "Sichuan Hongsheng is an away game, and there are four goals in their hands, so they will definitely not fight as hard in the second half as they did in the first half, they will definitely set up a dense defensive formation inside and outside their own penalty area, that is," he paused, turned his head to look at his players, and saw that everyone was looking at him intently, and he continued," We will have a second half that will be more difficult and painful than the first half. ”

No one spoke. Everyone knows that what Yan Liangcheng said will definitely become a fact, as long as the Sichuan people are not incorrigibly stupid, they will no longer be able to put their strength into the attack, and put up an iron-like dense defensive formation, which can almost ensure that they will swagger home with the three life-saving points and four away goals, and Wuhan Yafeng, who has never been good at positional warfare, can only be drowned by the spittle of fans and the media......

Of course, there are some people who understand the other meaning of Yan Liangcheng's words, Wuhan Yafeng has completely lost hope in this game, and there may not even be a chance to regain some dignity. A few people who knew the whole thing couldn't help but bow their heads again. They had known the result of the game for a long time, and had received Zhuang Xian's promise and assurance, but in the face of Yan Liangcheng and his teammates, they always felt a little uneasy and guilty.

"If only Kodaka's ball hadn't been blown off." Someone muttered something in a whisper. That brilliant barb shot could at least save the last face of Wuhan Yafeng.

"That linesman is too real, and the referee - they didn't take our Wuhan Yafeng in their eyes at all! This is our home turf! One of the substitutes said indignantly. His teammate sitting next to him immediately gently touched him with his elbow and told him to keep his mouth shut. This is about other people's referees! Several referees who enforced the game came back to Wuhan The reception specifications were completely in accordance with the relevant regulations of the Football Association, living in a standard room, eating standard food, maybe they couldn't even smoke a box of good cigarettes, and the game could still be blown like this, which shows that they have given Wuhan Yafeng a lot of face. Moreover, when Gao Jinsong shot at goal, Chi Yuwen was indeed in an offside position, in public and private, it is reasonable for the referee to give such a penalty. Who made you Yafeng reluctant to pay those few dollars? Even if you want Yan Liangcheng to get out of the way, you shouldn't get along with the referee, right?

Yan Liangcheng ignored the complaints of the two team members and continued: "In the second half of the game, I only hope for one, I hope everyone can bring out the usual training level!" It doesn't matter what the score is, it's important that you don't lose your dignity as a player. I don't want to see what happened in the corridor again when I left the venue......"

The door of the locker room was pushed open, Wu Xingguang walked in expressionlessly, and the executive deputy general manager who walked behind him said impatiently to a reporter: "I don't know anything!" Then he closed the door unceremoniously.

As soon as Wu Xingguang entered the door, he pulled Yan Liangcheng into the bathhouse where he took a shower. Obviously, he has very important things to say to the manager individually.

But what else can he communicate with Yan Liangcheng privately at this time? Maybe our general manager Wu suddenly got lost in his mind and wanted to win this game again?

That's exactly what happened.

Sitting on the rostrum today there are several heads of Yafeng Group, one of which is the vice chairman and party secretary of the group company who insisted on intervening in the professional football league, watching the team he has built up lose his armor at home, the vice chairman with a dull face not only slapped the table, but also scolded his mother in front of everyone, and put down a cruel sentence on the spot: If Wuhan Yafeng can't win this game, the club will be disbanded tomorrow!

Dissolution of the club, this is of course a sentence of anger, although the vast majority of the club's operation is supported by Yafeng Group, but Yafeng Group is only one of the major shareholders of the club, the club also has two major shareholders, namely the Hubei Provincial Sports Commission and the Hubei Provincial Football Association, Yafeng Group wants to dissolve the club, but also have to ask the two agree to agree, not to mention that the club's personnel jurisdiction is in the Provincial Sports Commission, the administrative jurisdiction is in the Provincial Football Association, Yafeng Group is at best a big sponsor, It's not their turn to point fingers at the disbandment of the team.

But Wu Xingguang couldn't help but listen to the angry words of the vice chairman, because his personnel relationship was still in Yafeng Group, and the vice chairman could not control the fate of the club, but he could decide his future, so he could only scold his mother while running to discuss with Yan Liangcheng, hoping that Yan Liangcheng could direct another Jedi counterattack that turned defeat into victory.

"It can't be!" Before he could finish listening to Wu Xingguang's words, Yan Liangcheng poured a basin of cold water on General Manager Wu's head. What did he do to turn things around? Relying on a team that is almost all substitutes, or relying on the victory bonus in Wu Xingguang's mouth with the same numbers in heaven? Besides, he, the acting head coach, has completely lost his prestige and prestige in front of the players, and no matter how good the tactical arrangement is, he can't carry it out, not to mention that he doesn't have any good tactics now - no matter how good the tactics are, they can't offset the huge advantage established by Sichuan Hongsheng's four goals!

"Substitution! Let's change people! Wu Xingguang, who was sweating densely on his forehead, almost gritted his teeth and said, "Let Li Xiaolin go up, and the goalkeeper Xiao Li!" Let them all go up! What do you think? He was so anxious that he completely forgot that the main goalkeeper was not on the eighteen-man squad for this game.

Yan Liangcheng resisted the thought of ridiculing Wu Xingguang for a few words, and said: "Li Xiaolin has no problem playing, but our problem is not in the offense......

"What's the problem then?!"

Yan Liangcheng didn't answer Wu Xingguang's idiot-like question, but continued what he just said: "...... The problem is that the players are not aligned. He didn't finish his words, just stared at Wu Xingguang meaningfully. Neither of them spoke for a while. The sound of ticking water sounded unhurried in a corner of the shower room. There was still silence in the locker room. The uniform slogans of the fans in the stadium turned a few corners and separated several doors, and were faint when they reached the shower room, but the content of the slogan could still be distinguished.

"Yafeng - disbanded!"

"Hunanese - go back!"

Wu Xingguang stood there in a daze, and then he completely relaxed like a deflated ball. In an instant, a sense of relief permeated his body, and even an unusual flush appeared on his face. He probably realized this, subconsciously reached out and touched his hot cheeks, the corners of his mouth twitched several times, and unnaturally squeezed out a smile at Yan Liangcheng, saying, "That...... So be it. Let's find a time to ......" At this time, when he encountered a similar encounter with Yan Liangcheng, he really hoped to find a time to sit with Yan Liangcheng and bridge the gap between the two people. But he eventually swallowed back the ill-fashioned advice. He didn't say anything to Yan Liangcheng, and walked back to the locker room first with his tired legs high and low on one foot.

The first thing Yan Liangcheng did when he returned to the locker room was to announce the club's latest game bonus, and then he made adjustments to the personnel, and the two defenders who must have been making trouble behind their backs were replaced, and they were replaced by Li Xiaolin and another player; The tactics have also been adjusted accordingly, Franco, who has a large range of activities and is more active in running, retreats behind Gao Jinsong, responsible for connection and organization and scheduling, and the two wing-backs on the left and right, Chi Yuwen and Li Xiaolin, are closer to the forward line, and at the same time have to take on more offensive responsibilities......

In the second half, the game only lasted a few minutes, and the host sitting in the live broadcast room of the TV station and the invited guests saw the doorway - Chi Yuwen and Li Xiaolin are more like Yafeng's two wingers, their rotation and internal cutting have brought a lot of trouble to the away team, and what makes the away team even worse is that because of Gao Jinsong's shocking shot in the first half, Sichuan Hongsheng did not dare to relax his defense for a moment, and often had to use two or three players to defend him. And they have been instructed by the coach at halftime, even in the high-risk area at the edge of the penalty area, they did not hesitate to use foul tactics to prevent Gao Jinsong's breakthrough and pass, so in just ten minutes, Wuhan Yafeng got four free kick opportunities in front of the court.

"It's a pity that Zhuang Xian is not on the field, otherwise we still have a chance for this ball. Zhuang Xian's set-piece skills are second to none in Yafeng. After Li Xiaolin once again kicked a direct free kick from 25 meters on the right side of the penalty area 3,000 miles off topic, the TV host sighed with regret. Of course, Li Xiaolin's set-piece level is not bad, I remember that he scored twice in the league last year with direct free kick opportunities. ”

The guest took over the conversation and said: "The level of the two of them is about the same, Zhuang Xian's set-piece is powerful, and Li Xiaolinsheng is changing the line, for example, this time he wants to rub the ball out of the corner of the arc to hit the goal, but unfortunately he can't grasp the position of the sneaker touching the ball." Paying too much attention to detail can sometimes outweigh the losses. ”

Fortunately, the host did not go deeper into the topic of teaching the audience the guests, but asked: "Gao Jinsong's long-range shot is also very good, his 40-meter long-range goal in the last game left a deep impression, why didn't Yanliang Chengyan let him kick a free kick at this distance - I think, his set-piece level will not be too low, right?" ”

"This should be the tactical arrangement of the Yan guide, after all, Yafeng does not have too outstanding high-point support in front, and the other one, without Gao Jinsong's containment of Sichuan Hongsheng's back line, Sichuan Hongsheng will be more calm in personnel scheduling......"

Just when the two of them were discussing Wuhan Yafeng's set-piece tactics, Gao Jinsong once again lost an opportunity to compete for a high-altitude ball under the tight defense of the two opponents in front and behind. The TV screen switches to a close-up in time, and the audience can see Gao Jinsong standing up from the grass with his opponent's hand, and before he can even fully stand up straight, he is already yelling something at someone outside the frame.

The host smacked his lips and said: "Gao Jinsong's short-distance sprint is always a problem, his speed, it is difficult for Yafeng to form a counterattack opportunity, and the opponent is also easy to seize the gap in this time to arrange the defensive line." ”

"yes." The guest said in a muttered voice. He really didn't want to explore Gao Jinsong's speed problem with this half-tone host. Gao Jinsong was originally a player who was outside the traditional tactical system of Wuhan Yafeng, otherwise the club and the former head coach You Shen would not have put him on the list of the summer transfer market early, and the reason why he became a center forward is that Yafeng really has no players available, so he was temporarily asked to play a cameo as a striker, who would have thought that he would suddenly become popular? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but pout and sneer at Wuhan Yafeng's stupidity: Gao Jinsong is already famous, and Yafeng has also enriched his tactics because of Gao Jinsong, a center forward who has just become a monk, but Yafeng released the news early - Gao Jinsong is a transferable player, and now they just want to regret it, and they have to weigh whether they can keep Gao Jinsong's heart; What's worse is that on the issue of head coach selection, Yafeng Club has handled it with mud and water, and now Yan Liangcheng has torn his face with Yafeng, Gao Jinsong and several big brother players in the team can't pee in a pot, who can guarantee that Yan Liangcheng will not mutter something to Gao Jinsong in this matter? After all, Gao Jinsong can be regarded as a member of the team that introduced Yafeng by Yan Liangcheng, aside from the rest, this master-apprentice relationship alone has to make Yafeng work hard. He has to work hard to control himself so that the end of this rippling joy in his eyes will not show on his face - think that Wu Xingguang and Cheng Dexing, who is about to take over the team, are also scratching their heads about this.

When the TV host and guests were talking one sentence at a time in the sky, Gao Jinsong had already found the teammate who blindly played the ball just now.

"Are you blind?! You don't pass such a big gap on Chi Yuwen's side, what are you doing with the ball to me?! ”

The team-mate, who knew that he was wrong, blackened his face and pursed his lips and moved a few steps sideways, sealing the opponent's possible passing route.

The Hongsheng player with the ball hesitated, not knowing whether to carry the ball forward by himself or hand it to his teammates, and the next moment, Gao Jinsong, who leaned up, had decisively intercepted the ball at the feet of the guy; The teammates who had just been scolded by Gao Jinsong had a long memory this time, he immediately handed the ball to his teammates, and his teammates handed the ball to Franco, Franco immediately distributed the ball to the side, Chi Yuwen successfully broke through with the ball, went to the bottom, and then knocked back - Franco who was plugged in, shook the angle of the shot, and shot with his feet!

The ball was kicked out by the Hongsheng player who blocked the shooting path in time;

The ball almost went straight to Gao Jinsong, who was protecting the receiver outside the penalty area;

Gao Jinsong further raised his arms and legs, and faced the ball is a kick-

Almost all the heads of his opponents who saw him shoot were buzzing, and two words came to their minds at the same time: Oops!

The heads of his teammates who saw him shoot also buzzed, and two words also came to mind: in!

Before the more spectators and fans who saw the shot could react, they heard a thud and then saw the ball fly high......

Damn the goal crossbar! It saved Sichuan Hongsheng!

Gao Jinsong stared at the ball flying high in amazement, and couldn't believe his eyes: God, how is this possible, it passed through the airtight legs and body in the penalty area, just to hit the crossbar headfirst?!

Li Xiaolin, who had already stood in front of the Hongsheng goal, didn't even fight for the ball, and squatted on the ground. He was now clutching at his hair and shirt with remorse, unable to extricate himself from the pain - the ball bounced off the crossbar and landed right next to him, and he had to touch it with his feet, his legs and even his body, and he could get it into the net...... But he, like the three or two Hongsheng players around him, didn't do anything, they were all stupidly watching the ball, watching it fly over and hit the crossbar, watching it almost stick to the goal line and smash into the penalty area, and then bounce high......

- The ball was finally held in the arms of the magnificent goalkeeper.

The frightened goalkeeper held the ball deadly, beckoned his teammates with gestures, and taught them to hurry out of the penalty area; He also angrily accused a teammate for two sentences, that is, his incomplete clearance and destruction almost made Gao Jinsong take advantage! It wasn't until the referee warned him with a stern look that he reluctantly kicked the ball into the midfield.

Sichuan Hongsheng, who did not attack **, left only the slow and poor foreign aid striker in the midfield, so the ball from the goalkeeper returned to the feet of the Yafeng players without any suspense, and was immediately handed over to Franco, who was responsible for organizing the attack, through the transition of a midfielder, the ball was transferred to the left, Li Xiaolin broke through horizontally with the ball, and after two small-scale cooperation with Gao Jinsong, the three Hongsheng players were successfully left behind by him, and he had already seen a glimpse of a chance on the opponent's defense line - now! He habitually took the ball forward, and was ready to hit the goal with his strength -

This last kick was too redundant, not only wasting valuable time, but also letting the ball out of his effective control, an experienced Hongsheng defender immediately seized the opportunity to get stuck between Li Xiaolin and the ball, and another Hongsheng player who caught up did not hesitate to kick the ball out of the bottom line - this guy couldn't see the situation around and behind him clearly, and the goalkeeper didn't give him a clear signal, and this was the most dangerous area in front of the goal, he could only destroy the ball first;

- Wuhan Yafeng's corner kick;

Li Xiaolin first raised his arm in the corner kick area, which was a code, he would kick the ball to the far end of the goal, and he did it, the ball did fly to the right side of the grand penalty area, Franco, who got rid of the defender, was waiting for the ball here;

The ball had just bumped on the turf before it was kicked towards the goal by Franco -

There is a clearly visible shooting angle between Franco and Hongsheng goal, and Franco, who has a solid shooting foundation, can hit seven or eight times out of ten without interference around, and looking at the flight path of the ball, this shot is one of the seven or eight times;

But the shot was still destroyed by Sichuan Hongsheng, a guy with a high concentration just flirted his legs, knocked the ball out of the bottom line, and the first thing the Hongsheng goalkeeper who pounced on the air was to hold the guy's messy hair and rub it;

- It's still Wuhan Yafeng's corner kick, but this time the corner kick is changed to the other side of the court;

The corner kick is still played by Li Xiaolin. He placed the ball in the corner area, looked up and observed the crowd in the Hongsheng penalty area, then he took two steps back and raised his arms again-

Or the far end of the penalty line! The Hongsheng players were already familiar with this signal, so when they saw Li Xiaolin's gestures, their attention and the center of gravity of the defense were somewhat scattered and shifted;

Li Xiaolin's gesture was indeed to say that the ball was going to be punished to the other side of the penalty area, but the ball he drove was fast and flat, almost without any arc and ran straight to the near corner of the goal, Gao Jinsong had already gotten rid of the opponent who was pestering him, and relied on his physical advantage to squeeze an excellent position, at the moment when the ball was coming, he and almost the two Hongsheng players who were close to him jumped at the same time-

At this time, you can see Gao Jinsong's advantage in height and strength, under the front and rear defense of the two opponents, he not only completed the jumping action, but also jumped at the first moment to gain the height advantage, even if the opponent behind him did not lose to him in height, but the choice of jump timing was not as good as him, he was pressed by half a head, and the opponent in front of him was hit by his body and squeezed and pressed, and he stumbled on the grass without even doing a complete jump......

Tuck your abdomen and stretch your waist and lean back and shake your head, Gao Jinsong hit the flight path of the ball headlong -

This time the header was in a good position - he was less than three meters from the goal, and the touch was good - he could sense that his forehead was hitting the middle of the ball, and the timing was good - there was chaos in front of the goal, and he found that the deceived Hongsheng goalkeeper was busy moving towards this side, but the guy who hit him on the grass with his hands and feet just blocked the goalkeeper's movement...... Hey, no matter how capable the goalkeeper is, it is impossible to stop his header bombardment!

The Hongsheng goalkeeper was really helpless, he could only clench his fists and watch the ball flying from the sideline suddenly turn at a close right angle, and then-

- I hit my head on the beam......

The ball hit the crossbar, and then smashed to the other side of the small penalty area, several legs ran towards the ball, Franco squeezed between two or three Hongsheng players, and took the first step to kick -

The ball rose up and hit the crossbar again, this time not smashing back into the small penalty area, but drawing a strange and graceful arc and falling to the other side of the big penalty area;

Chi Yuwen completely risked his broken leg and fell to the ground and strafed-

The ball is like a real elf, looking for a safe and reliable route from the dense layers of people in the small penalty area, and swooping straight towards the goal-

A Hongsheng player standing on the goal line blocked the ball with his body, and the elf was sent high and far out of the penalty area......

The three shots in an instant made the fans and the audience in front of the TV so nervous that they could barely breathe, and even the slogan that had been echoing in the stadium asking Yafeng to dismiss disappeared without a trace because of these three electric shots, until the ball was kicked far out of the sideline by Sichuan Hongsheng, and the whole stadium erupted into a heavy long sigh.

The audience and fans were feeling sorry for Yafeng for passing by the goal, but Wu Xingguang was already in pain and was about to suffocate. Most of the cigarette rolls in his hand had been ravaged by him, and the long and short bulging cigarette butts were scattered in front of his seat. Not far away, on the concrete floor, there was a crumpled paper cigarette case, which was thrown out by Gao Jinsong in anger when he hit the ball on the crossbar just now. It took a long time for him to loosen his tightly clenched fists, and the golden shreds of cigarette cigarettes, as well as the dull black water-streaked fragments of cigarette paper, fell from his hands one after another, scattering in a small circle under his feet. He leaned down, covered his face with his hands, and sighed silently.

Yan Liangcheng next to him looked much more relaxed. He is indeed much easier than Wu Xingguang, at least he no longer needs to take any responsibility for the result of this game. He also had a cigarette burning in his hand, and he was able to put his right leg on his left leg and lean back in his seat to watch the game. Yes, he is indeed appreciating the game, although his team has not yet scored, but his players have suppressed the opponent in the half, bombarding the opponent's goal, even if the opponent is only Sichuan Hongsheng, who is in the last place in the league, he is still sincerely happy from the bottom of his heart - the current team is only a sporadic three or two absolute main players, and a few young dolls who have just played in the official game, such a team has forced Sichuan Hongsheng to this point, he has no reason not to be proud of them, but also for himself.

"Instructor Yan, do we have a chance to break through the opponent's goal?" Wu Xingguang, who has been tormented by pain for a long time, finally recognized the reality, and now he no longer has any unrealistic illusions about the game reversal, and only thinks about scoring a goal against the opponent to save some last face for himself, and some last chances.

Yan Liangcheng pondered for a moment, and then said, "It's difficult. He saw the pain and disappointment in Wu Xingguang's eyes, but he didn't intend to comfort him with empty words. The opponent gave us two chances in a row, but we didn't take them, and there will definitely be no third such a good thing. As if to confirm his judgment, the Dutch head coach of Sichuan Hongsheng has found two players to teach him face-to-face with the help of a translator, looking at the posture of the two players stretching out their arms and kicking their legs, as well as the hurried footsteps of Hongsheng's assistant coach when he ran to the fourth referee, it is obvious that the opponent is also aware of the problems in the defense line and began to make up for it. Yan Liangcheng retracted his gaze, thought about it for a moment, and continued: "In fact, we have a better chance of being scored by the opponent for another goal. Some of our players have too strong a sense of moving forward, some players are not focused enough, and the protection of the back line is not enough, if the opponent finds a flaw at this time and fights back......"

As soon as he heard him say this, Wu Xingguang's eyes immediately widened, and he interrupted his words and asked, "Then why haven't you warned them yet?" You, you ......" he couldn't go on.

Yan Liangcheng glanced at the general manager and team leader whose face was the color of pig liver with the corner of his eye, and grinned: "What to warn them about?" There are a lot of things that coaches can't teach them, they have to rely on themselves. He glanced at Wu Xingguang deeply, lowered his voice and said, "I'm actually doing it for their good." The outcome of this game has long been decided, you. I, and them, can't make the result look the other way, so instead of struggling hopelessly, it's better to leave the game to them and let them handle it themselves, which is only good for them and not bad. ”

Wu Xingguang's face was gloomy, and he stared at Yan Liangcheng with blinking eyes. For a long time, the angry look in his eyes slowly dimmed. Yes, Yan Liangcheng is not wrong, the result of this game is predestined a long time ago, and no one can change it, but ...... He swallowed hard, swallowing back all the words that came to his lips and replaced them with another sigh.

At this time, Wu Xingguang calmed down. Since things can't get any worse, and conceding four goals is no different from conceding five, it's a big deal that he's no longer the thankless general manager of the club, and who can do anything to him then?

"Guidance," Wu Xingguang clasped his hands tightly, his elbows rested on his knees, stared at the players running back and forth in the court, did not raise his head, and said in a low voice, "This thing, really,...... I'm really sorry for you. ”

Yan Liangcheng glanced at him with a biased face, nodded and said, "I can understand." ”

"It's too late for me to say anything,...... That's all there is to it - I'm sorry for you. Wu Xingguang said honestly.

“…… It's nothing. Yan Liangcheng pursed his lips and turned his gaze back to the court.

As Yan Liangcheng expected, Wuhan Yafeng will inevitably become more and more impatient when he can't attack the opponent's goal for a long time, and even the two central defenders who are dragging behind to protect him come forward to join the attack from time to time, even if Gao Jinsong and Li Xiaolin warn them over and over again, they will still forget their responsibilities. In the 77th minute, their recklessness gave their opponents a chance, and the magnificent destructive Bigfoot made a fool of himself at the feet of their foreign striker who was cruising near the midfield, although the striker lacked speed or strength, but his fluttering long-range lob still made Wuhan Yafeng have to swallow the bitter fruit of his own brewing.

Zero to five!

When the foreign aid striker held his hands behind his back and accepted the congratulations of his teammates with a leisurely stroll-like attitude, the once silent dissolution of class once again roared in the stadium, angry fans even cheered for the away team, Sichuan Hongsheng players can get a lot of applause for every clearance, and Yafeng players will get overwhelming accusations and abuse for every mistake, and even lighters and plastic bottles have been thrown into the stadium. There were also sporadic violent clashes in the two stands adjacent to Sichuan fans and Hubei fans, but fortunately, due to the timely intervention of the police, there were no more serious consequences. Both sides of the disturbance were taken away by the police.

The provocative celebration of Hongsheng's foreign aid completely angered the players of Wuhan Yafeng, and Sichuan Hongsheng soon paid a bloody price for their fifth goal - in the next ten minutes, the referee who had not shown a yellow card in the whole game took out the cards one after another, and most of the four yellow cards and one red card were recorded in the name of the Yafeng players, and the core player of Sichuan Hongsheng Weizi was also carried out of the field on a stretcher and immediately sent to the hospital ambulance......

In the 85th minute, Gao Jinsong was once again plotted by his opponent when he was competing for a high-altitude ball, and he fell to the grass with the bridge of his nose covered. This incident almost caused a fierce physical conflict between the players on both sides, but fortunately, the referee handled it properly, and after giving each of the players who led the troubles on both sides a yellow card, he asked Yafeng's team doctor to guide Gao Jinsong to the back of the goal to deal with his bleeding nose;

Gao Jinsong's temporary departure made Yafeng completely inferior in numbers, they were two fewer than the opponent, but Gao Jinsong's departure also made the opponent breathe a big sigh of relief - this Yafeng center is too threatening, although he only had three shots in the upper and lower halves, as a striker, this few shots on goal is really unreasonable, but a right-footed upside-down golden hook, a left-footed volley, and a header hit the goal...... How can Wuhan Yafeng, who can't go to the world and the ground, have such a striker?!

In the eighty-seventh minute, when Gao Jinsong, who had cotton stuffed in both nostrils, stood on the side of the field and raised his hand to signal to the referee that he could return to the game, Wuhan Yafeng finally ushered in the goal he was longing for-

Chi Yuwen broke through, Franco transitioned, and Li Xiaolin followed up with a shot - the ball went in.

One to five.

The scoreline was accompanied by the clamor of the fans, which continued until the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game.