Isn't that No. 17 a great steal, okay, then try to rob me? If we can't make him a scumbag, then let's try to attack on the other side.

This is Hong Tuwen's idea, and it is also what year's idea.

Why do those super giants in Europe always spend huge sums of money to buy superstars, let them show their skills on the field, and do all kinds of tricks?

This is one of the reasons, when Hong Tuwen suddenly turned Zheng Chengzhang into scum, the morale of Hewu Middle School also rose, it turned out that on the 17th just now, his strong steal was an illusion!

The members of Crane Dance Middle School are all battle-hardened, and they immediately remembered that the opponent was looking at a small note at the beginning, and it turned out to be ......

The players who have Crane Dance have projected their bad eyes on Yu Pingshun, who is sitting in the coach's seat of Zhongya High School, and some of their eyes are even flashing with anger, although Yu Pingshun was eliminated by Crane Dance and cannot be reprimanded as a traitor.

Yan Haojie shouted decisively: "There has to be a change!" ”

At this moment, even the stupidest player in Tsurumai Middle School understands how to play next.

As for the teenagers of Zhongya High School, they understood what they were going to meet next, and they gritted their teeth one by one, preparing for a fierce battle.

Especially Zheng Chengzhang, he was beaten back to his original form at this moment, and his heart has fallen to the bottom.

It's just that fortunately, it's not the first time he's been suddenly turned into scum, although he's sad, he won't collapse, and the teenagers have long been used to it, and everyone will make up for his loopholes.

Qin Ying even deliberately yelled: "Let them show off enough on the side!" The fat man has already earned two goals for us, and he is afraid of wool and can't turn the sky. ”

Tan Hairui immediately shouted: "Xiu, Duxiu, Tianxiu!" Who will show you if you can't make the ball? ”

The Zhongya teenagers laughed, but the defense did not relax in the slightest; Crane Wu's corner kick was tricky, but there was no threat, and Qin Ying grabbed the ball away before Hong Tu could stabilize it.

Crane Dance Middle School pressed very high, grabbed the landing point and continued to organize the attack, they had a clear idea, that is, to make three successful steals in the first half and create two goals of the No. 17 to penetrate and collapse.

No. 19 Liu Zirui has completely given up passing, and he finally understands that Zheng Chengzhang must have written his passing habits clearly on the small note he read.

Now, he is going to use his outstanding personal skills that he has practiced in his years of professional echelon career to crush No. 17 head-on without any pretense, so that he can understand: opportunism is cool for a while, and immediate retribution is miserable.

strong and fast, eat raw, let Zheng Chengzhang follow behind him to eat ashes; stepped on a bicycle, the tail of the ox, and shook Zheng Chengzhang so that he couldn't find the north; In short, how to be hearty and how to come.

In just ten minutes, Liu Zirui successfully crossed five times, and also made 3 corner kicks from Zheng Chengzhang, but he didn't even give Zheng Chengzhang a chance to foul.

It's just that Liu Zirui knows that the players of Crane Dance also know that such an attack is good-looking, and the efficiency is too low!

Zhongya High School obviously knew that they couldn't defend the wing, and they built a dense reinforced concrete defense in the middle and in the penalty area.

Liu Zirui's five bottom crosses, the first landing point was all grabbed by Zhongya players and easily resolved; The three corners of the Crane Dance Middle School failed to compete for the top, and they could only watch the opportunity come to naught.

Looking at No. 17 Zheng Chengzhang again, he really had a bitter face, revealing a picture of about to collapse at any time, but he just didn't collapse.

Liu Zirui's heart began to drum, he was wondering, this can't be a trap, right?

Liu Zirui remembered that the head coach He Nian would often organize the whole team to watch the game and analyze the game. He suddenly felt that there was a game that was very similar to the current one: in that game, one team was down 1-0, even though the whole team was pressed and bombarded.

At that time, the head coach thought about changing the situation of the battle by substitution, but he just looked at the opponent's crumbling appearance, and always wanted to take another look, and hesitated and entangled.

As a result, in the last 3 minutes, the opponent faltered but never fell, and by the time the manager made up his mind to make a substitution, it was too late, and finally swallowed the 0-1 defeat.

Football is a team game, the whole team is running at high speed, and the main attack is Liu Zirui's way, how can he be allowed to have time to wander?

No, Hu Aokai grabbed a second drop point, protected the ball and squeezed Ding Xunuo, and then accurately passed Liu Zirui diagonally and hit behind Zheng Chengzhang!

As a result, Liu Zirui was distracted and didn't catch up with the ball, just a little bit, watching the ball go out of the bottom line.

The head coach He Nian was so angry that he kicked the air on the sidelines, and almost replaced Liu Zirui with No. 17 Xia Xuanzhe, who was warming up!

Who knows, taking advantage of this dead ball opportunity, Liu Zirui took the initiative to walk to the sidelines and whispered to He Nian: "Director He, everyone is fine, replace me!" Changing the style of play, they did it on purpose. ”

He Nian stretched a dead fish face, waved Liu Zirui away, and signaled the game to continue.

He turned around but smiled, called up No. 10 He Mingyang on the bench, and asked him to warm up and prepare to play.

The game continued, and Zhongya attached the ball to the sideline, but after they threw the ball, they didn't pass a few shots, and the ball was stealed by Hu Aokai.

Hu Aokai didn't look for Liu Zirui this time, he directly passed back to the backcourt, signaling Yan Haojie to change the way of attacking.

He didn't hear what Liu Zirui said to He Nian, but he could understand He Nian's attitude, everyone had played in the Youth Super League together for two years, and this tacit understanding was not given in vain.

Yan Haojie is manic, but he is not the captain for nothing, and he can't be the captain of the crane dance by mania alone.

He immediately passed the ball to the right wing-back and signaled for a switch to the right to attack.

Dad Yang in the stands immediately asked Yang Jingsheng: "This captain is too watery, knowing that we are intensively defending, let them show on the side."

Oh, this left side can't get through, so he switches to the right?

It's not a change of soup or a change of medicine. ”

Yang's mother was straightforward: "You have watched football for so many years, and you are not even as good as your daughter, a table tennis player." ”

Dad Yang looked at Mama Yang, his eyes showed praise for Mama Yang's cooperation, but he decisively replied: "You understand? So what do you say! ”

Mother Yang was speechless, don't look over, she knew that Yang Jingcheng would answer, but she complained wildly in her heart: routines, these are all routines!

Yang Jingsheng's voice really sounded: "Oh, don't make any noise." Dad, you can't use the top European games you watch to evaluate the national football team, not to mention that this is still campus football.

The strength of Crane Dance Middle School is to occupy an absolute advantage, no matter how strong our defense in the middle is, it is not stronger than their attack in the middle, which is a fact.

But being strong doesn't mean you can score points, you see I often beat the strong with the weak.

I think the captain of Tsurumai just wants to make a transition through the right side attack, wait for the two players who are warming up on the sidelines, and then sneak up in the middle.

It's called Eizheng Keqi, Yichikeqi! ”

Dad Yang stood up suddenly: "Then I have to hurry up and tell the coach!" ”

Yang Jing glanced at his father: "Do you think Director Sang can't think of it?" I'm telling you, it's not what you think it's tactical. ”

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