Chapter Seventy-Seven: Corners
Almost every Qingyang fan at the scene couldn't believe their eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
They suspect that it is an illusion that they have just seen the goal, how can their title contenders be scored such a goal by one of the weakest in the league?
How can such a goal be scored in high school soccer league?
While Ke Shi, Jin Guan, and Er He were also dumbfounded, only Zhao Rumu looked at Zhuang Yihuan on the field with a smile, as if he had become accustomed to it.
It is also ironic that at the home of No. 1 Middle School, after the players of No. 1 Middle School scored a goal, the originally lively stadium was quiet.
"Good shot!" Qin Hao ran over to congratulate Zhuang Yihuan.
"Pass it beautifully." Zhuang Yihuan also gave Qin Hao a thumbs up.
Qin Hao was a little stunned, it turned out that Zhuang Yihuan was not as indifferent as Deng Jianguo described, although he hadn't said a word since they met, but he still had basic politeness.
"Bastard! Obviously, I am the one who plays the striker, and I should be the one who scores! Jun Mo ran to Zhuang Yihuan and gritted his teeth and complained.
Zhuang Yihuan turned his head and continued to walk back to the half.
"Damn... This stinky fart guy!! "Jun Mo's teeth are almost bleeding.
"It's not so amiable..."Qin Hao looked at Zhuang Yihuan's attitude towards Jun Mo, and overturned his previous opinion of Zhuang Yihuan.
Deng Jianguo, Yang Zhe, Niu Ben and others also ran over to celebrate the goal.
"Zhuang Yihuan, you are so powerful!" Tan Xiao's expression was like a fan girl at this time.
Zhuang Yihuan didn't respond to them much, just returned to the half, ready for the next game.
Shu Huai looked at the side of Yizhong, and felt that his hands were trembling, they were actually scored by Yizhong, and it was really embarrassing to be thrown home.
In addition to playing wild football with a few players in No. 1 Middle School this week, Shu Huai has also been observing and collecting their information, and has a very clear grasp of the characteristics of Jun Mo and others, but he never expected that there would be such two people in No. 1 Middle School.
Qin Hao's words, Shu Huai also fought against him, but he didn't expect him to play.
The most tricky thing for Shu Huai is Zhuang Yihuan, the information he knows about Zhuang Yihuan is almost zero, he looks at Zhuang Yihuan, the unknown turns into fear, and fear turns into anger.
"Damn... This guy... Who the hell is ... This ball must be lucky! Shu Huai's eyes can almost kill Zhuang Yihuan, how many times has Shu Huai abused Jun Mo Tan Xiao and others in a week, and he has also looked down on each other in language many times, if he loses the official game, it will really be too much of a slap in the face.
Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and he was startled.
"This ball is mine, it's okay, relax, concentrate on the game!" Chen Ce appeared behind Shu Huai.
Seeing Chen Ce's behavior of comforting his teammates, on the sidelines, on Qingyang's coach's seat, Jian Mu's solemn expression relaxed again.
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The game continued.
Qingyang also controlled the advantage of the game, especially in the possession rate, and has been leading the first middle school.
But the number of times they threatened the first goal was decreasing, and the smooth coordination became stagnant.
Because Qingyang's mistakes are getting more and more.
Although Chen Ce had always maintained his composure, the beads of sweat on his head were becoming more and more obvious, and the physical consumption caused by the pressure had also increased significantly, and Shu Huai noticed that Chen Ce was already a little out of breath.
When Qin Hao came on the field, his excellent defensive position blocked the best defensive line, Deng Jianguo's explosiveness in a small area is also very good, this pair of back partners in the face of Qingyang no strong burst players in the middle, has been basically able to defend in depth, this area in the middle of the big penalty area, they are well protected, so slow down the pace of Qingyang's attack.
Chen Ce had no choice but to distribute the ball to the side, and Qingyang's two players who were recycled into side forwards gradually pulled the side and returned to the state of fullbacks.
But Jun Mo began to retreat and rush frantically, and his unfathomable physical strength completely made up for Qin Hao and Deng Jianguo's lack of lateral defensive area.
Qingyang's attack seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.
However, this is not what worries Jian Mu the most.
Although Qin Hao's defensive contribution to the first midfielder is great, it will not play a role in reversing the overall situation.
The key lies in Qin Hao's organizational ability, he has made the first middle school, which had no "waist" at all, look new in terms of transition.
A few simple passes and transfers can make the first middle school no longer lose the ball as soon as it was like before.
In the front court, Zhuang Yiharmonic and Chen Zijie gradually got more opportunities to get the ball.
Against two speedy players, Qingyang's defenders also seem to struggle to cope.
In the 67th minute of the game, Chen Zijie made a simple and rude breakthrough on the right side, so that the opposing defender had to kick the ball out of the bottom line, and Yizhong won a corner kick.
It was the first corner of the game.
Qin Yiyu and Zhong Yuan were very concerned about this corner.
The two of them felt that the previous rise of the first middle school and the retreat of Qingyang, the two teams had reached a temporary relative balance, although the first middle school seemed to be gradually fighting back, but because of the gap in overall strength, they also had nothing to do with Qingyang.
After Qingyang realized the speed threat of Zhuang Yixiang and Chen Zijie, Qingyang's entire formation had begun to retreat, although it could not suppress the opponent like in the first half, but there was no way to penetrate Qingyang's defense.
Although Qin Hao's organizational ability and long passing skills are good, his body has not fully recovered, and his ball sharing in the front court is not a threat for the time being.
Athletic battles can't break the deadlock, and set-pieces are key.
Qin Zhiyu analyzed that if this corner kick or the set-piece opportunity in the next few minutes is not grasped, because of the disadvantage of physical fitness and overall strength, the first middle school will fall into a bitter battle again.
Zhong Yuan has also seen that many of the players in No. 1 Middle School are amateurs, and they are not even like students who often do sports, and they will definitely not be able to support them for that long.
"You must hold it..."Of course, Jian Mu also analyzed such a situation, but for some reason, he always had some ominous premonitions.
Qin Hao came to send this corner kick, in the past, the set-piece of No. 1 Middle School was arranged by Qin Hao.
High school students who play football, and they are not professional football students, are usually not very tall.
Niu Ben also ran from the backfield to Qingyang's penalty area, and the target of Qin Hao's pass was naturally Niu Ben.
Very standard, very good-looking serving posture, Qin Hao kicked the ball out, and the ball drew a high parabola.
Niu Ben and the people around him kept pulling the card position, although Qingyang's central defenders were not lacking in high points, but Niu Ben felt that these people were nothing compared to Yi Peng of the Senying team.
"Look at me!" Niu Ben shouted and jumped high.
The ball had already started to fall and was smashing into his head.