Chapter 245: Let's Go! Watch the game!

With a snap, Yuan Dongshuai passed the football!

Worst! Yuan Dongshuai cursed secretly, because the football was touched by the chasing fullback, changed direction, and flew irregularly towards the forbidden area of Gucheng Middle School. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

The speed of the soccer flight is fast, and the soccer ball will be obtained by the central defenders of the ancient city middle school!

But at this moment, Shahrir, who was actively running, jumped out, and he grabbed in front of the opposing defender and stopped the football!

Not only did he stop the football, but he also stopped and passed the central defenders who rushed over!

At this time, he will directly face the goalkeeper of Gucheng Middle School, this is a single chance, Aliye stood up, Yuan Xiti also stood up, and the teachers and students of the first middle school who were full of them also stood up, they were expecting a hard-won goal!

Even Yuan Dongshuai, who was very bad with Shahrir, muttered silently: "Boy, whether you can score a goal or not depends on your ability!" ”

Facing the goalkeeper, Shahrir, who was about to score the first goal of the official game, was not nervous, as if he was not playing, but participating in practice.

The football is only five meters away from the goalkeeper! The goalkeeper had blocked the possible angle, but Shahrir used a blast and the ball flew over the goalkeeper's head into the goal!

Although the goalkeeper made a save, at such a close distance, the goalkeeper only had time to raise his hand, and the football jumped into the goal through the gap between his hands!

goal~~! Shahrir jumped up and cheered, and desperately rushed into the goal of the ancient city middle school, hugged the football, and kissed the football non-stop!

He hugged his teammates who were very excited! These teammates do not include Yuan Dongshuai, who assisted.

Yuan Dongshuai didn't want to rush over to make himself bored, and Shahril didn't bother to deal with Yuan Dongshuai, an arrogant and desperate San Lang!

But no matter what, the first middle school completed the lore, and everyone was happy, of course, the ancient city middle school from afar was an exception.

From top to bottom, from school leaders to coaches, to players, they are extremely frustrated! After defending the whole game, three full-backs were scrapped, and the fourth full-back was almost cramping, but he didn't defend Yuan Dongshuai, didn't defend the first middle school, and let the first middle school seize the last opportunity and complete the fatal lore!

This is the lore, the absolute sense of the whistle lore, suppressed the whole game, worried about the whole game, the teachers and students of the first middle school, all roared, just ask, what is more exciting than the lore?

Even a little beauty like Zhou Yutong didn't care about her ladylike image, hugged Bi Jing and screamed excitedly!

Beep~~! The referee's whistle sounded, the game ended, the score was fixed at 1:0, and the team members shook hands with the opponent from afar under the leadership of Yuan Dongshuai.

Afterwards, the entire team went to the stands and bowed to the fans who supported them.

The teachers and students of No. 1 Middle School gave the warmest applause to the players and chanted Yuan Dongshuai's name, they knew that the hero of this game was not Shahrir who scored the goal, but Yuan Dongshuai who consumed the opponent's four fullbacks! Without Yuan Dongshuai's pass, Shahril would not have scored this goal!

The fans were so enthusiastic about Yuan Dongshuai, which made Shahrir, who scored the goal, a little unbalanced, he said in his heart, why did I score a goal, but he was cheered, but he was a handsome maniac? It's so unfair!

Jealousy cooled Shahrir from the joy of scoring a goal, and a heart became tepid and lukewarm!

Finding that Shahrir's mood was not good, Yuan Xiti looked at the teachers and students of No. 1 Middle School, and immediately understood, this kid was jealous of Yuan Dongshuai!

He smiled, patted Shahrir on the shoulder and said, "Shahrir, your performance is good, I will consider letting you play the main left midfielder!" ”

"Really?" Shahrir's little heart, cooled down, warmed up again.

"Of course! It's just that you can only be a miracle soldier, He Cheng is more stable than you, more often, I will let He Cheng be the main force! Yuan Xiti explained while reassuring.

Shahrir muttered, "I knew it would be like this, I couldn't be the absolute main force!" ”

"Boy, greed is not enough to swallow elephants! Do you think your strength is better than He Cheng? ”

"This... It's not as good as him, but it's not worse than him! 'Shahrir is fighting for more minutes.

"Hehe, you and He Cheng are two styles of players, your offensive awareness is very good, it can be seen from today's game, otherwise, you will not be able to seize the only opportunity to shoot the football into the goal of Gucheng Middle School, but in terms of defensive ability, you are much weaker than He Chengcheng, if you meet a tough opponent, you are in the position of the left forward, it is a decoration, you can not play a defensive role at all, and the left side of the first middle school will face a lot of pressure!" Yuan Xiti pointed straight to the core, not giving Shahrir a chance to make excuses.

Sure enough, after hearing Yuan Xiti's evaluation, Shahrir was honest and muttered: "It's not bad to have the opportunity to be the main force!" ”

After getting Shahrir, Yuan Xiti smiled and said: "Young man, play hard, as long as you perform well, sooner or later you will become the main left forward, He Cheng is a sophomore in high school, or in two years, he will graduate and leave No. 1 Middle School, when the time comes, the No. 1 Middle School team will have to rely on you to support it!" ”

That's right, too! I am a junior high school student, and after the veteran team members leave the team, I am not the main force, who will be the main force? Shahril finally became happy, and forgot to be jealous of Yuan Dongshuai。。。。。。

The teachers and students of No. 1 Middle School gradually left the court, and on the court, only Yuan Xiti and the members of the school team were left.

Hung up the phone, with a smile on his face, and said to all the players: "Another game is over, Shaya County Middle School, lost to Huozhou Middle School at home, lost 2:3, in the case of Puyu Middle School's bye, we accumulated six points, temporarily ranked first in the group!" Huozhou Middle School is ranked third in the group because of its goal difference of one less than Puyu Middle School, with the same three points! ”

Hearing Yuan Xiti's instant points report, the players happily discussed: "It seems that Shaya County Middle School and Gucheng Middle School are destined to be out, after two rounds of competition, these two middle schools actually don't have a single point!" ”

"Yes, when there are only two qualifying places in the group, our first middle school, Puyu Middle School, and Huozhou Middle School are going to compete fiercely!"

"In the next round of the group stage, we have a bye, Huozhou Middle School and Puyu Middle School have a direct dialogue, when the time comes, we will wait and see, whether Huozhou Middle School defeats Puyu, or Puyu defeats Huozhou, their winner will compete with us for the first place in the group!"

Just when the players of No. 1 Middle School were talking, Yuan Dongshuai's heart had already flown to the National Youth League.

Seeing that Yuan Dongshuai was absent-minded, as a good friend, Alimu asked with concern: "Dongzi, in this game, you ran for 90 minutes, and you are the one who has the most running distance among us, is it too much physical exertion and a little uncomfortable?" ”

"Too much physical exertion? No kidding! My physical strength is inexhaustible, inexhaustible, I am a perpetual motion machine on the field, an iron man who can't die! Let me tell you, four days later, that is, next Wednesday, the city youth team will face the Altay Altai Mountain Club youth team at the Galaxy Football Stadium in Karamay City. Yuan Dongshuai said loudly to show that he was full of physical strength and full of energy!

Alimu nodded and said, "Next week is the National Day, and the school is closed, so we will definitely go to cheer you on!" ”

Hong Baren jumped over from the side at this time and said loudly: "I have long wanted to see what is so powerful about the team that can slaughter the youth team of the Flame Club!" See you next Wednesday! ”

After Hong Baren finished speaking, he turned his head and shouted: "Brothers, next Wednesday, the handsome madman will face the youth team of the Altai Mountain Club at the Galaxy Football Stadium in Karamay City, let's all go and cheer for him!" ”

"Good! I'll go! ”

"I'll go too!"

"Count me in!"

"Such a lively thing, how can I do it without me!"

"Watching high-level games will help our team, don't feel sorry for yourself!"

"I'm going too, I'm going to call my friends over!" 。。。。。。

Hong Baren's voice shouted, which made the entire No. 1 middle school team respond, and even Shariel, who didn't speak, made up his mind to go to see the game of the city youth team, he wanted to know what kind of performance Yuan Dongshuai could have in this team! (To be continued.) )