Chapter 8 1:0
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No. 1 Middle School got off to a good start in the group stage, defeating No. 16 Middle School by a big score, and the No. 1 Middle School newspaper and radio station publicized the news on Monday, and all the students of No. 1 Middle School learned the news of No. 1 Middle School's victory over No. 16 Middle School at the first time.
Yuan Dongshuai's classmates naturally learned the news, they all gathered around Yuan Dongshuai, and kept asking Yuan Dongshuai about the game, Yuan Dongshuai tirelessly said how the game was one-sided, and how the members of the first middle school team were heroic, but in the end, Yuan Dongshuai would always add: "It's really unlucky, the first middle school team played so well, when will it be my turn to play?" ”
This is called the trouble of happiness, Yuan Dongshuai hopes that the first middle school team will continue to win and qualify for the group, and on the other hand, he wants the first middle school team to encounter difficulties, and then it will be his turn to play as a football genius, turn the tide, bring the team out of the crisis, and then lead the team all the way through the thorns and triumphs to win the championship of the intercollegiate football championship.
It's a pity that Yuan Dongshuai forgot that even if some of the starting 11 people were not in good shape, resulting in unsatisfactory results for the team, there were still 7 substitutes waiting to play, and it would not be his turn to play, a person who did not even enter the 18-man squad.
However, people must always have hope and fantasy in order to continue to improve, so after school on Monday, Yuan Dongshuai hurriedly pulled Alimu to the football field to practice for himself, and after Yuan Dongshuai and Alimu came to the football field, they also found Hong Baren, who had been arguing for the striker.
Hong Baren was shooting with the ball around the pole, his movements were very smooth and beautiful, like a cheetah that could kick football, Yuan Dongshuai blurted out: "Hong Ba Cheetah, you also came to the stadium so early?" ”
Hong Ba Ren continued to bury his head in the ball and shoot around the pole, but shouted loudly: "What? Don't you be allowed to be early in the stadium and not me to be in the stadium early? ”
Yuan Dongshuai shook his head and shouted: "I didn't mean that, I mean, since we all arrived at the court early, why don't we practice together?" ”
Hong Baren stopped and said loudly: "It's okay to practice together, but you can't slow down the pace of my training!" ”
Yuan Dongshuai laughed and said: "Hong Ba Cheetah, who slows down whose rhythm is not certain!" Let's go, Alimu, let's go shoot around the pole with the ball! ”
Alimu nodded, chuckled and followed behind Yuan Dongshuai, walking towards Hong Baren.
The world of young people is very simple, and the young people who love football are even simpler, Yuan Dongshuai, Alimu and Hong Baren have trained together for an afternoon, and they have become very good friends, although Hong Baren is not very talkative, and loves to be strong, but Yuan Dongshuai and Alimu both think that Hong Baren is very cute, yes, in the eyes of people who love football, what can be cuter than people who also love football?
The three of them became good friends, and after the normal training sessions were over, the three of them would stay together to practice for themselves, and gradually, the time came to Saturday of the second week, which was the day of the competition between No. 1 High School and Bilingual Art Academy.
No. 1 Middle School is still sitting at home to face the game, the starters of No. 1 Middle School are in good condition, Yuan Xiti did not make any changes to the starters, which made the substitutes more or less disappointed, after all, they can be selected into the 18-man squad, and naturally they all want to play and win glory for No. 1 Middle School.
Yuan Xiti naturally knew the thoughts of the substitute players, and before starting the game, he said loudly to them: "The Bilingual Art Academy is just a little stronger than the 16th Middle School, you should expand the score as soon as possible, so that other players can play the game!" ”
Yuan Xiti's words were very confident, and he could be said to be very arrogant, but the members of the first middle school listened very well, nodded their heads in agreement, and shouted straight to the field, ready to start the game.
This time, it was the first middle school that chose to kick off first, and after the referee blew the whistle, the striker of the first middle school passed the ball back to the defenders, and then they ran to the hinterland of the opponent's half, and then the midfield line and the back line of the first middle school also pressed hard.
The head coach of the Bilingual Art Academy saw all the players of the No. 1 Middle School pressing on him, and snorted coldly: "You want to deal with us in the same way as the 16th Middle School, and you are doomed to suffer a big loss today if you underestimate our Bilingual Art Academy so much!" After he finished speaking, he had already looked at the forward of the Bilingual Art Academy, this striker was 1.78 meters tall, well-proportioned, and had the aura of a general, and the striker stood alone in the front court and became the single striker of the Bilingual Art Academy.
It seems that the tactics of the Bilingual Academy of Arts revolve around this striker, and the other members of the Bilingual Academy of Arts will pass the ball to this striker whenever they have the opportunity to pass the ball, and this striker rarely passes the ball to others after taking the ball, either he breaks through with the ball, or he stops the ball and shoots, in short, he shoulders all the offensive tasks of the Bilingual Academy of Arts alone.
Yuan Xiti naturally saw the tactical intentions of the Bilingual Art Academy, but he didn't care too much, after all, as long as the striker got the ball, he would be specially taken care of by a central defender, let him lose the ball, or let him shoot the ball wide, until the 30th minute of the game, the striker did not get a good chance to score.
If it weren't for the excellent performance of the goalkeeper of the Bilingual Art College and the fact that he saved one goal after another, the first middle school would have been at least 2:0 ahead.
But the game is about the result, not if, even if the attack of the first middle school is fierce, but it does not break the goal, they are still on the same level as the bilingual art college.
In the 35th minute of the game, a defender pressed the assist, crossed the midfield line, and the football was cut off by the Bilingual Art Academy, and the Bilingual Art Academy immediately launched a counterattack and quickly passed the ball to their single striker.
After receiving the ball, the striker rode into the dust and hit the goal of the first middle school, the speed of the striker was extremely fast, that is, the defender of the first middle school desperately chased back, and he was also thrown away for a long distance.
It was no surprise that after the striker broke through to the penalty spot with the ball, he easily pushed the goal, and the Bilingual Art Academy grabbed the first goal in an extremely unfavorable situation, leading 1:0.
This goal made Yuan Xiti very frustrated, and also made the anxious No. 1 middle school players sober up, the list of forwards in the Bilingual Art Academy is very lethal!
There was no need for Yuan Xi to remind him, and the defender of No. 1 Middle School no longer dared to step forward with the ball, but focused all his attention on the striker.
And Yuan Dongshuai, Alimu and Hong Baren saw the whole process of the striker riding alone in the stands, and they all had a question in their hearts: "Who is this striker?" When did the Bilingual School of Arts have such a powerful striker? ”
The three of them all looked not far away, where there were bilingual art students, after the striker scored, they all jumped up, waved their flags and shouted, the momentum overshadowed the students of No. 1 Middle School, and they kept shouting: "Yu Dadan, we love you!" ”
The three of them suddenly realized that the striker's name was Yu Dadan, and Yuan Dongshuai couldn't help but complain: "This name is so earthy, it doesn't match his image at all!" ”
Hong Baren glanced at Yuan Dongshuai, and said lightly: "Playing football depends on whose skills are good, who cares if his name is good or not, don't think that there is a handsome word in your name, you are very handsome when you play." ”
Hong Baren's words made Yuan Dongshuai very angry, and Yuan Dongshuai immediately had a seizure and shouted: "You dare to say that I am not handsome in football? I'm the best at football! ”
Hong Baren glanced at it and snorted lightly: "Idiot! ”
Yuan Dongshuai was even more annoyed and shouted, "Hong Ba Cheetah, who do you say is an idiot?" ”
Yuan Dongshuai's voice was so loud that many people looked at them, and Alimu had to say something to divert Yuan Dongshuai's attention: "Dongzi, look, the first middle school is about to score!" ”
Yuan Dongshuai immediately asked loudly: "Did you score a goal?" Who scored the goal? ”
Hong Baren couldn't help but say: "Idiot, what Alimu said is that the first middle school is about to score, that is to say, the first middle school has not scored yet, it seems that you not only have a problem with your brain, but also have a problem with your ears!" ”
Yuan Dongshuai seemed to have been hit by Hong Baren, and after being ridiculed by Hong Baren, he sat quietly in the stands to watch the game, and until the end of the first half of the game, Yuan Dongshuai had nothing abnormal.
But after the first half, at halftime, Yuan Dongshuai stood up from the stands, rushed into the runway, and found the starting players who were resting.