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Alimu said to Yuan Dongshuai: "Dongzi, Coach Yuan doesn't let me enter the starter, there must be his arrangement, I absolutely obey, don't blame Coach Yuan, no matter what, I'm still in the 18-man squad!" ”

Yuan Dongshuai muttered: "Only you believe in this big-bellied coach!" ”

After Yuan Dongshuai complained, he stopped dwelling on this issue and began to train.

In a blink of an eye, the time came to March 22, which was the day when the first middle school went to PetroChina Xinjiang Technician College to challenge, and all the team members of the first middle school took the school bus to the technician college, and under the leadership of the coach, they came to the football field of the technician college.

The stands around the football field of the technician college are very wide, which can accommodate more than 5,000 spectators, but this day the stands were crowded, and the teachers and students of the technician college came to the stands to cheer for the football team of the technician college, which made the cheerleaders of the first middle school who came to the technician college very weak, and the cheerleaders of the first middle school only kept waving the flag and shouting, so that their voices could reach the ears of the first middle school members, but their voices were gradually drowned in the fanatical shouts of the teachers and students of the technician college.

The members of the first middle school were also shocked by such a fanatical atmosphere of the technician college, and the people who usually thought that they had good psychological quality heard the fanatical roar of the teachers and students of the technician college, and they also unconsciously felt a little weak in their legs, and the members of the first middle school really understood what the home advantage was.

Yuan Xiti naturally knew that these players would have stage fright after seeing such a scene, and encouraged them: "Boys, don't be nervous, just play as you usually train, don't forget, as long as we keep a ball in our hands, we can enter the top four!" ”

Yuan Xiti's words seemed to have worked, and the mood of the players who started the game was a little more stable.

In this way, the members of the No. 1 Middle School entered the football field in a slightly nervous and apprehensive mood and started the game.

After the start of the game, there were no accidents, the first middle school defended with all its might, and the technician academy attacked with all its might.

After the start of the game, the only trace of nervousness of the first middle school players disappeared, and their minds were all focused on the game, that is, to make every effort to set up the bus!

In the face of the bus-style defense of the first middle school, the technician academy has not many ways, no matter the cross from the side or the penetration of the middle, there is no way to break through the goal of the first middle school.

The tactics of No. 1 Middle School are a bit of a scoundrel, but in order to enter the top four, the members of No. 1 Middle School will carry out the scoundrels to the end!

This made the teachers and students of the Technician Academy very dissatisfied, as long as the players of No. 1 Middle School got the ball, they would let out a huge boo!

It's just that their boos can't affect the players of No. 1 Middle School at all, but Yuan Dongshuai, who was watching the game in the stands, was affected by the boos, he was dissatisfied with Yuan Xiti's arrangement of this tactic, and muttered: "How did Old Man Yuan arrange the tactics?" Let No. 1 Middle School become a shrinking turtle, and the football of No. 1 Middle School should be offensive football, so that it can be seen! ”

Yuan Dongshuai said this completely put himself in the position of the audience, and looked at the game with a mentality of watching the excitement and not thinking about it, and did not consider whether the first middle school could be promoted, so Hong Baren, who was next to Yuan Dongshuai, was dissatisfied: "Handsome madman, who are you?" Coach Yuan's tactics are very reasonable! We're just going to hold on to a one-goal advantage and then advance. ”

Yuan Dongshuai shrugged and said: "I'd rather lose this game than see a middle school swing bus, it's too wretched!" ”

Hong Baren knew that he had said it in vain, so he scolded lightly: "Idiot, I really don't know what you're thinking about?" ”

After Hong Baren said this, he no longer paid attention to Yuan Dongshuai, but looked at the field, at this time the first half of the game was almost over, but the Technician Academy still did not score.

Just when everyone thought that Yizhong could hold the first half, the Technician Academy scored, and it was their team's top star Maimaiti who scored.

Maimaiti connected four people with his personal ability, and then pushed the football into the net, Maimaiti's goal made the stands of the entire technician academy boil, this is a key goal, this goal gives the technician academy a hope of promotion!

Maimaiti became the hero of the Technician Academy, and the whole audience was shouting Maimaiti's name, and Maimaiti was also surrounded by the players of the Technician Academy, and they kept saying: "Maimaiti, there is really you, surrounded by the four of them, you can score goals!" ”

After Maimaiti scored, the first half of the game ended, and the first middle school player returned to the rest area in frustration, Yuan Xiti cheered up these starting players: "It's okay, the Technician Academy only scored one goal for us, and we are now tied with them on aggregate, if we don't let them score in the second half and extra time, we can directly play a penalty shootout, and we have a good chance of qualifying!" ”

Yuan Xiti kept cheering up the players, which made the players of No. 1 Middle School recover some morale a little, but at this moment, they heard Yuan Dongshuai shouting: "The football team of No. 1 Middle School is not a turtle with a shrunken head, you will attack me in the second half!" Otherwise, when you go back to No. 1 Middle School, I want you to look good! ”

When Yuan Xiti heard this, his face was black, and he hurriedly re-instilled his tactical thoughts: "Boys, don't listen to Yuan Dongshuai shouting there, we still have to set up a bus, don't let the Technician Academy score again!" ”

In fact, there is no need for Yuan Xiti to emphasize tactics again, the players of No. 1 Middle School have directly ignored Yuan Dongshuai's shouting, in their opinion, Yuan Dongshuai is a crazy person who doesn't know the so-called madness, and he doesn't consider the team's situation at all, so they said: "How can we listen to Yuan Dongshuai's words?" He's crazy! ”

Yuan Xiti nodded, then shook his head a little helplessly, and then muttered: "Yuan Dongshuai, this kid, I really don't know what to do with him!" What a headache! ”

When Yuan Xiti was having a headache, the second half of the game had already begun, and the players of No. 1 Middle School slowly walked into the court, and the players of the Technician Academy screamed onto the court.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the morale of the No. 1 Middle School football team is low, and the morale of the technician college is high.

But although the morale of the players in the first squadron is not high, they are still desperately defending and running desperately, so that the technician academy has no way to start, and the coach of the technician academy can't help but curse on the sidelines: "Damn shrunken turtle!" How can a tortoise shell be so hard? ”

The minutes ticked by, and the time in the second half became less and less in the Technician Academy, breaking through again and again, passing the ball again and again, and shooting again and again.

The Technician Academy, which was originally high morale, couldn't help but be a little anxious, they didn't want to drag the game into extra time and drag it into the penalty final.

But the development of the game was not like this, and Yizhong held on to the second half with tenacious willpower, allowing the game to go to extra time.

This will more or less hit the morale of the Technician Academy, but Coach Shi of the Technician Academy said to the players: "The overtime is too good for us!" If you look at the players on the other side, do you think they still have the physical strength to defend the second half? ”

The members of the Technician Academy immediately came to their senses and shouted: "They have no physical strength, and the turtle shell is about to be smashed by us!" ”

In the blink of an eye, the morale of the members of the Technician Academy was restored, and the morale was even higher than before.

On the other hand, on the side of No. 1 Middle School, they no longer have time to think about other things, so they can only lie on the ground and gasp for breath, seizing all the time to recover their strength.

Unfortunately, before the players of No. 1 Middle School could recover their strength, overtime began.

At the beginning of extra time, the first team member immediately began to make mistakes due to physical exhaustion, either clearing the ball and kicking it far, or passing the ball out of the sideline, or taking the ball away.

In the first half of overtime, the Technician Academy finally tore open the defense of the first middle school, and Maimaiti scored another goal.

In this way, the hope of promotion was completely cut off, and there was no fighting spirit without hope, and in the second half of overtime, the first middle school was scored twice by the technician academy.

In this game, the Technician College finally defeated No. 1 Middle School 4-0 and advanced to the semi-finals of the inter-school championship.

The defeat of the first middle school made the members of the first middle school who did their best unacceptable, and many of them couldn't help but shed tears.

Yuan Xiti also felt a little emotional, but after all, he had experienced this kind of scene many times, so his emotions did not fluctuate too much, and he just kept comforting the players of No. 1 Middle School: "It's okay, we still have a chance next year." ”

But do these players really have a chance? Unfortunately, many of them have not had the opportunity to participate in the inter-school tournament because they are about to graduate, go to different places, or even leave Karamay.