While speaking, Crane Dance Middle School had already launched a fierce attack on the side of Zhongya's "Little Transparent" Xu Yijie, and then, they found that this time it was kicked on the iron plate.

"Little Transparent" Xu Yijie's basic skills are very average, but he is fast and tough; In order to prepare for this game, in the days before the game, Wang Yihao and Yang Fanyuan practiced him a lot.

Sang Shan explained very clearly, there is a gap between your skills and others, and it is normal to be broken through, so you don't have to do it, only follow people; It doesn't matter if you hit, squeeze, or pull, as long as you don't eat cards, you have to let your opponent peel off your skin.

Xu Yijie was now perfectly executing Sangshan's orders, and although he was quickly warned twice by the referee, he was able to keep up with his opponent and toss Crane Dance on his side of the attacking team enough.

Tsurumai's attack on this side was only a tactical transition, and the attack was not resolute; The opponent is such a rough but difficult guy, there is no need for Crane Dance Middle School to send its main players to the opponent who is suspected of being the butcher of the stadium for such a warm-up game, even if they are really under pressure and have a reason to win.

What's more, they all know very well that even if they break through this difficult No. 19, it will be difficult for them to score; After all, they had already beaten the 17th on the other side before, but they found nothing.

The football team of Zhongya High School took the initiative to hand over possession and gave up some inconsequential space; However, they compressed the defensive area, guarded the most important goal tightly, and never gave Tsurumai a chance to shoot.

So, under the command of Yan Haojie, the attack of Hewu Middle School gradually slowed down, and began to focus on transmission and control, patiently looking for fighters.

The audience who entered the venue late, if they didn't know, thought that the leader was Tsurumai Middle School.

Sang Shan and Li Kunpeng glanced at each other and nodded secretly, the tactical literacy of this professional echelon is indeed not blown.

You must know that the football team of Hewu Middle School was under a lot of pressure before the game, and now they are 0-2 behind, and they can still be patient in the face of Zhongya's tactical traps.

But if the lagging side has patience, how can the leading side not be patient? Sang Shan smiled and waved to the players: I will not move if the enemy moves, and continue to defend intensively in the middle.

Watching the opponent's attack with a normal heart is not the first time for the players of Zhongya High School. Who's to say they don't have enough strength to control the field for the time being?

Now, everyone knows that the only way for the Crane Dance Middle School football team to win is to break through the dense defense.

Yan Haojie's idea of "feints to attack the right side and cover up booby-traps" has gone bankrupt, and the team commanded by Sang Shan told him with actions that the decisive battle was in the middle.

Yan Haojie didn't want to attack yet, under his command, Hewu Middle School only made some simple offensive attempts in the middle, and after a few unsuccessful long-range shots, they actually started attacking Zheng Chengzhang's side again.

It's just that Yan Haojie and Hu Aokai began to rush to the penalty area in turn, using their height advantage to compete for top crosses and corners.

Obviously, Yan Haojie still doesn't give up, he still wants to try Zhongya's air defense hardness, after all, it is so easy to get the ball on the left side, it's like a chicken rib, it's a pity to abandon it if it's tasteless, try it if you have the chance.

Li Kunpeng whispered to Sang Shan: "This guy is a talent, he has a fight with our family's Qin Ying, and the rhythm of the game is really well controlled." ”

Sang Shan nodded: "The decisive battle is about to start, but it has not been delayed." This guy doesn't want our central defense to get into shape early, he just hangs us and wants to get into a fight. ”

Li Kunpeng smiled: "He wouldn't have thought that Qin Ying had already led their outcasts to build a watertight defensive line, and he wouldn't have thought that when they launched a mid-lane attack, we would change the formation." ”

Sang Shan smiled silently, and continued to signal to the field, I will not move if the enemy does not move.

In this way, the second half of the first half ended in an uneventful one, with the referee blowing the whistle for the end of the first half.

Falling behind 0-2, Tsurumai Middle School, which should have set off an offensive frenzy to get back the score, was trying to control the ball; And the leading Zhongya High School is even more immobile and willing to defend.

The game was different, but the expressions of the players on both sides were very consistent: solemn.

It's not just about skill, otherwise, there are wild players in the world who have to be superskilled, so why don't they play in a professional league?

Even Tan Hairui, who is the most out-of-the-box, doesn't shout, he knows that in the second half, he is the one who is under the most pressure.

His teammates will do everything they can to protect him and never give his opponent too good a chance to shoot. If it's because of his inadvertent mistake that leads to the conceded goal, then the previous work is wasted.

But the goal is so big, what goalkeeper dares to guarantee that he will not concede a goal? It's one thing to be determined and shout slogans, it's another thing to be clear in your heart.

Tan Hairui knows that in this atmosphere, Kuahaikou will be counterproductive, he can only tell his teammates with resolute eyes, with me, rest assured!

Sang Shan and Li Kunpeng rubbed the heads of the team members one by one, saying words of encouragement, but not talking about tactics, just rushing everyone to replenish sports drinks.

Everyone also knows that everything is according to the pre-game arrangement of Sang Gui, and there is no need to talk much, and it is the right way to rest and wait for the vicious battle.

So the teenagers drank sports drinks and stood in twos and threes and whispered exchanges.

And Qin Ying picked up a few bottles of sports drinks, beckoned Wang Yihao and Yang Fanyuan to come to Yu Pingshun, who was sitting, and distributed the sports drinks to them, and then several people whispered.

He Nian, the head coach of Crane Dance Middle School, was reprimanding loudly, while the Crane Dance players drank water and listened quietly in a circle, which was a habit for them.

He Nian is like this, scolding and talking about tactics at the same time, he always believes that he is a qualified professional player who can withstand any pressure, and if he can't bear it, get out of it as soon as possible.

There were parents behind him who did not agree, but they did not dare to make a noise. After all, the parents who dared to speak up before have all been taught how powerful they were.

Only a few parents secretly hand food to their children, they always think that their children are playing so hard, how can they do it if they don't make up for it?

What are they handing over? Milk tea, cola, fried chicken!

Before, the leader in the stands even cursed when he saw this.

This should be done in the past, He Nian would turn a blind eye to such parents, after all, no parent is stupid enough to challenge his authority; He can't fight his parents all the time, and he has to focus on training and competing.

But I can't bear it today, haven't you parents seen it? The other party is such a campus football team, the professionalism is about to catch up with us, and the next second half is a life-and-death battle.

He Nian's voice was like thunder: "Xiong Yihan! You step on a horse and tell me, what's in the milk tea?! ”

Xiong Yihan didn't drink the milk tea handed over by his mother, and his hands shook in fright, and the milk tea fell directly to the ground and spilled.

Yuan Wangyan took the fried chicken handed over by his mother, and was about to send it to his mouth, he was so frightened that he hurriedly threw the fried chicken back to his mother.

These two mothers knew that they were in trouble, so they quickly slipped away.

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