After the goal, the players of Shencheng Lishui Road did not celebrate, they quickly ran back to their own half under the command of Xiao Heiface.

Obviously, for them those two goals were easy and not commendable, it was just the beginning of a goalscoring frenzy.

Yang Fanyuan looked at Li Kunpeng on the sidelines, blinked, he was very aggrieved, let's change the boss to command, I am better than now!

Yang Fanyuan, who played for the first time, carried out the instructions given to him by Sang Shan to the letter.

It's just that this makes him feel awkward and particularly constrained.

His heart was crying: Is this how the game goes? If that's the way the game goes, it's still fun to play wild ball!

Li Kunpeng pretended not to see it, he shouted in his heart, child, do you think it's just your first game, this is also our team's first game Wow! Let's get through it together!

If he guessed correctly, this should also be the first time Sang Shan has led the team independently.

Although she has led the Lishui Road School women's team for three years, judging from her on-the-spot response today, her team should have a commanding genius, similar to the little black face and little round face of today's opponent.

Li Kunpeng looked at Sang Shan, who was bowing her head in contemplation.

Li Kunpeng sighed, a young academy coach like Sang Shan always thinks too much. She was still saying a week ago that she would let the kids try as much as they could and find a spot that fits them. Now that it's an official competition, she can't let it go.

The coach did not respond enough on the spot, and there was no good command on the field, so there was no way to solve this hard injury today.

Change the command of Kunpeng? Hehe, although he was the captain of the Super League, I'm sorry, he never commanded the game.

It's okay to talk about theory, but kneel immediately in practice.

Sang Shan lowered her head and bit her lip, she wanted to fight, first fight with herself, defeat herself and then defeat a strong enemy.

She said to herself: In the Lishui Road women's team before, Aunt Jin Sui said more than once that I am more suitable for cultivating young players.

But I don't believe it, my dream is to lead the professional team to the field one day, and bring the little beets I have cultivated with my own hands!

Aunt Jinsui, you don't send a coach to direct the game today.

You just want me to know that my on-the-spot command is flawed, and it's not even as good as the squad you trained!

Rest assured!

I can study and get a coaching certificate at the same time, so I can train beets and command the team at the same time!

I'm Sangshan, Sansan must have a way!

Sangshan's gaze became more determined, and she made a decision.

On the court, Wang Yihao walked to the middle circle with the ball, and read the lines in front of Tan Hairui and Yang Fanyuan: "The king will never admit defeat, if you don't want to lose, just listen to the king!" ”

Yang Fanyuan nodded, Sang Shan explained, and listened to Wang Yihao on the field; Tan Hairui also nodded, he didn't like to lose even more!

The corners of Wang Yihao's mouth rose, nodded with satisfaction, and read the lines: "Yang, don't stare at ......"

Just as Sang Shan raised her head, pointed at Wang Yihao and shouted: "Wang Yihao, you go and play the central defender!" Mission, don't lose the ball, you don't care about the others! ”

Wang Yihao turned his head, swallowed back the lines, and pointed to his nose: "Wang ......"

Sang Shan didn't answer, but nodded resolutely at Wang Yihao.

She figured out that since Wang Yihao was the only one who could maintain normalcy in the game, rather than letting him be isolated in the front court and unable to play a role, it was better to put him in the back line, so that at least the team's defense was safe.

Wang Yihao reluctantly obeyed, pointed at himself with his thumbs with both hands, and said something in his mouth, but obediently walked to the backcourt.

He looked at his opponents as he walked, and said in his heart, the king is omnipotent, you won't score any more!

"Wu Yue, you go and watch that little black face!" Sansan continued to give instructions.

Wu Yue nodded, indicating that he would work hard to complete the task.

"Meng Guanghai, Ji Yiming, take turns to step forward to participate in the attack! Defend your position and don't get taken out of the defensive zone! ”

"Yang Fanyuan, you are free!"

Yang Fanyuan's eyes blinked, he was not aggrieved, and cheered in his heart, Long live Coach Sang, the little black face on the other side, you wait, the strongest me is back!

"Tan Hairui! You're free, too! ”

Tan Hairui was taken aback, haven't I always been very free, is it possible that the coach has an opinion on me?

The game restarted, and Zhongya attached to the middle circle kicked off.

Yang Fanyuan kicked the ball to Tan Hairui, Tan Hairui rushed forward with the ball, and after a person, he was snatched away by the little black face.

The little black face was afraid of being glued by Yang Fanyuan, so he immediately passed the ball back and made a gesture to signal the central defender to organize the attack.

At this time, two whistles sounded outside the field at the same time, and the little black face looked disdainful, looking around, who is this, imitating our team's code? If you think too much, you can't make a mess!

The whistle of the small round face is a reminder to the defenders that someone is rushing up; Another whistle was blown by Lao Sang.

He deliberately looked around, well, you guys don't look at me, I'm blowing and playing, thank you!

He is snickering, fighting with me? I'm an old fritter on the pitch in the Chinese Super League coach's seat.

The central defender of Lishui Road School was not disturbed by these two whistles, because when the little black face passed back, he saw Yang Fanyuan rushing over.

However, Yang Fanyuan's speed was too fast, and he was not in a hurry to organize an attack, so he could only kick the ball forward with a big foot.

The frontcourt players were disturbed by the whistle, and the defender hurriedly raised his big foot and did not have an accurate head, and the ball was stuck by Wang Yihao in the backcourt and easily controlled.

Wang Yihao made a long pass directly, and the ball flew to Yang Fanyuan, who was running back.

Xiao Hei frowned, thinking to himself, the opponent's marking player suddenly became the offensive core, I don't know what kind of routine this is, but, if you don't stare at me, I'm going to stare at you!

The little black face quickly ran towards Yang Fanyuan; Wu Yue saw the little black face running, and immediately accelerated and rushed over.

Yang Fanyuan ran back two steps, stood suddenly, turned around, and lightly hooked the ball falling in the air with the outside of his right foot, and the ball drew an arc and flew over the heads of the three people.

Zhou Lei secretly screamed badly, and was about to turn around and pull Yang Fanyuan, but he collided with Wu Yue and stood unsteadily.

Yang Fanyuan took the opportunity to catch up with the ball and drove away with the ball!

The whistle sounded on the sidelines again, this time, it was Qin Ying, his face did not change color and his heart did not beat: Well, I am not playing with blowing, whistling to direct the game is the rest of my play! It doesn't matter if no one understands, I'm going to be the captain, I'm practicing and playing.

The little round face on the sidelines was disturbed by this, and it was too late to blow the whistle again, so he shouted directly: "Squeeze him to the side!" ”

Yang Fanyuan caught up with the ball in two or three steps, his heart was dancing, and the feeling of carrying the ball freely was not too good!

You pounce on me? I'll wipe it off!

Are you stuck in a bit? I'm so shaky that you can't find the north!

Are you on guard? I'll take you away!

Yang Fan brushed past three people and successfully broke through to the bottom line with the ball.

Qin Ying was so angry that he shook his fist and almost scolded, what a waste of my whistle, people just want to squeeze you to the side. Wow wow, boy!

Xiao Yuan's face breathed a long sigh of relief, and said in his heart, it's okay. But then, you can't use your whistle command skills indiscriminately, there are a few guys over there who are thicker than the city walls to make trouble.

It's just that Qin Ying and Xiao Yuanyan didn't expect that Yang Fanyuan had nothing to do with them when he took the ball to the side, it was purely because Yang Fanyuan liked to bring it like this!

Yang Fanyuan, who reached the bottom line, was also a little annoyed, this ball was cool, far away from the goal!

Fortunately, his mess did make the defense of the Lishui Road team a little messy.

Over there, let's run, the teenager Tan Hairui also ran all the way to the goal, he was arguing with Wang Yihao, but he had a tacit understanding with Yang Fanyuan!

He saw Yang Fanyuan enjoying the ball and knew that Yang Fanyuan had no intention of crossing. He immediately turned around in front of the goal, shook off the defender, quickly approached Yang Fanyuan, and shouted "hey".

Yang Fanyuan had no choice but to gently push the ball to him and cut the goal by himself.

"Pass the ball carefully!" The little black face yelled, as long as Tan Hairui pushed this ball back to Yang Fanyuan, it would be dangerous.

A defender rushed towards Yang Fanyuan, a defender retreated, and a midfielder rushed over to cut off the passing route.

The little black face thinks badly, how can Tan Hairui pass the ball?

He's a runner who "passes the ball"!

He pulls the ball and turns around and rushes towards the empty goal! The opponent's defense was all attracted by Yang Fanyuan.

"Seal the shot angle!" The little round face on the sidelines yelled.

The Yeosu Road goalkeeper moved quickly and blocked the near corner.

Tan Hairui took the ball, screamed and went straight to the goal, and in a breath, the goal was in front of him, and he could shoot!

Tan Hairui's blood is burning, and he is happy, and now he shoots?

How is it possible, I still have to run!

He keeps parallel to the goal, keeps playing the ball, his heart is burning, run, youngster!

The opponent's goalkeeper thought he would shoot, and they were all ready to fall to the ground to save the ball, but they gave Tan Hairui a trip and he was taken out of balance.

If he wants to chase again, run, the young player has already rushed into the goal with the ball!

The goal is in, 1 to 2!

Run, the young player is still unsatisfied, bends down to pick up the ball, glowing and hot, and even sprints to the middle circle with the ball!

Everyone was stunned! Was this a football quarterback touchdown with the ball?