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Old fritters are old fritters, Yuan Xiti's analysis is very correct!

If the attack of No. 1 Middle School is a violent wave, then the defense of Dulaiti Township Middle School is a!

When the team members of Dulaiti Township Middle School were full of confidence, there was only one gap in this embankment, and Jiao Ye was the gate to fill the gap!

But now it's different, the confidence of the players in Dulaiti Township Middle School has been damaged, and the defense is even more chaotic, so that the already unreliable embankment has two gaps, three gaps... Jiao Ye alone can't plug so many gaps!

Leaking the ball, being beaten back, being shot from a distance, being eaten raw, unable to stand up, all kinds of problems are coming, the embankment of Dulaiti Township Middle School is in danger of collapsing at any time!

Jiao Ye saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, he was acting as a floodgate while boosting the morale of the players: "It doesn't matter, we only conceded one goal, we have a chance to equalize!" ”

Chance of an equaliser? The players of Dulaiti Township Middle School are not the first brothers of the court, and they know very well that in such a situation, only if the first middle school takes the initiative to make mistakes, they can only equalize!

What are the odds of this? Even if No. 1 Middle School makes a mistake, what is the chance that Dulaiti Township Middle School will catch the mistake?

Thinking about it like this, the team members of Dulaiti Township Middle School couldn't raise any spirit, they seemed to feel that they were shrouded in the huge shadow of the monster!

It's a feeling of suffocation, it's a feeling of being out of breath, it's a feeling of despair!

The spread of such emotions made them quickly consume their mental energy, and at the same time, their physical strength also decreased rapidly due to messy running.

Finally, in the 35th minute of the game, Yuan Dongshuai made a long pass and found Babur who was in the vacancy!

Babur stopped the ball and turned around, without looking at the goal, with his intuition, a sweeping shot, let the football fly into the gate of Dulaiti Township Middle School!

Two strikers, one man and one goal, made the score on the field 2:0!

The fans of No. 1 High School rejoiced! Because they know that No. 1 Middle School has entered the top 8 of the Xinjiang Middle School League with half a foot!

"It's completely out of play!" Many members of Dulaiti Township Middle School squatted on the ground, sighing and sighing.

"Mourning all over the wilderness! The road is blue! The clouds are bleak! Yuan Dongshuai sighed, and beside him, it was Jiao Ye, who was out of breath.

Since the first goal was scored in Dulaiti Township Middle School, Jiao Ye has been making up for leaks everywhere, and his physical strength is seriously overdrawn, and he is already on the verge of cramps.

Yuan Dongshuai's ruthless blow made Jiao Ye hate to death, and he said in his heart: "Crazy, the two of us will never know each other again!" ”

Jiao Ye's resentment was very heavy, and Yuan Dongshuai smiled and said, "Jiao Ye, you should go down!" I think you're cramping! ”

"How do you know I'm cramping? I don't have cramps at all! Jiao Ye is also a teenager, and he also has his own temper, so he said fiercely.

"Hey, we'll see, you'd better not have cramps! Hahaha! Yuan Dongshuai laughed proudly, making Jiao Ye hate him again!

Beep~~! The game restarted, and the players of Dulaiti Township Middle School passed the football without any energy, keeping the ball as much as possible!

But it's a pity that under the high pressure of No. 1 Middle School, they barely lasted less than half a minute.

Half a minute later, the ball was back in the hands of No. 1 High School!

Quickly pass down and cut the midfield of Dulaiti Township Middle School! Large-scale dispatch left and right, consuming the physical strength of the team members of Dulaiti Township Middle School! Control the perimeter after the shot and continue to put pressure on the goal of Dulaiti Township Middle School!

With strong control, No. 1 Middle School firmly controls the rhythm of the game, the process of the game, and even the result of the game!

When the game came to the fortieth minute, Jiao Ye, who spared no effort to support himself, finally couldn't support it anymore and fell on the court, his face pale, covering his calves.

"Medical team!" The referee gestured to the sidelines.

However, before the medical team entered the scene, Yuan Dongshuai had already run to Jiao Ye's side and was doing emergency treatment for Jiao Ye.

This thing is not a good person, although he is doing good deeds, he keeps chattering: "Jiao Ye! I told you a long time ago, so let's get out of here! But you just don't listen, it's good, cramps! Hey, you're just stubborn, and there are some things that you can't barely come! For example, in this game, the strength of No. 1 Middle School is definitely much stronger than your Dulaiti Township Middle School, even if you are strong, even if you intercept countless shots from No. 1 Middle School, but you still fall on the field! Dulaiti Township Secondary School was also unable to hold the goal。。。 ”

Jiao Ye grinned in pain, and held back two words for a long time: "Shut up~~!" ”

But who is Yuan Dongshuai, and his poisonous mouth is synonymous with him! Although he has restrained a lot, he still has to relax his mouth when he has the opportunity: "Why did you tell me to shut up?" Good medicine is bitter, good for action! I know, my words don't sound good, but you have to listen! I'm here for your own good! Think about it, if you keep playing, what if you get a muscle strain? Even if the muscles are not strained, twisted to the waist, and the skin is broken, it is very bad。。。 ”

"Tang Seng... Jiao Ye gave up resistance, and his cramp condition had improved, so he commented helplessly.

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Jiao Ye was replaced by the head coach of Dulaiti Township Middle School.

Having lost their backbone, the team members of Dulaiti Township Middle School were even more depressed and desperate!

In the next game, they couldn't organize a decent defense, let alone a decent attack.

In the end, at the end of the game, their goal was breached again, and they lost the game with a score of 3:0!

At the end of the game, Yuan Dongshuai was relaxed, and together with his teammates, he came to the stands and bowed to the fans of No. 1 Middle School.

"Mad God of War! Wield a sword! Kill the sheep! The shouts came and went, and they couldn't get enough of it, lamenting that the game time was too short, and if the game was longer, they could score more goals!

At this time, in the studio of Karamay City TV Station, the guest commentator Luo Ni said excitedly: "Audience friends! No. 1 Middle School has half a foot in the quarterfinals of the Xinjiang Middle School League! The other foot is about to cross the threshold!

Next Saturday, No. 1 High School will travel to Dulaiti Township Secondary School for the second round.

What I can guarantee is that No. 1 Middle School will continue to suppress Dulaiti Township Middle School!

If so, victory seems imminent!

Quarterfinals! What an exciting achievement! As long as No. 1 Middle School continues to maintain this momentum, the semi-finals are not a dream! ”

Xue Guer agreed: "The momentum of No. 1 Middle School scares me! I'm afraid that if they are not careful, they will win the championship of the Xinjiang Middle School League!

I am now looking forward to the first middle school standing on the field of the finals of the Xinjiang Middle School League as soon as possible! ”

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The game was over, and the next day, Yuan Dongshuai came to the training base of the city youth team.

In between training, Yuan Dongshuai and Xiao Zhiyong sat on the side of the court.

Xiao Zhiyong quipped: "Crazy, you are too inauthentic, Jiao Ye has already cramped, and you still have nagging people!" ”

"We are friendly exchanges!" Yuan Dongshuai corrected.

"Friendly exchanges? In my opinion, Jiao Ye didn't scold you, you are already going to burn high incense! Xiao Zhiyong reminded Yuan Dongshuai that this was definitely not a friendly exchange.

"Don't mention Jiao Ye, he is already my defeated man, it's in the past, let's talk about the match object in three days!" Yuan Dongshuai is by nature, and he never cares too much about the defeated generals under him.

"In three days, we will fly to Harbin to play against the youth team of Harbin Black Soil Club! Harbin Black Soil Club is a team in the Chinese League, and their youth team is stronger than the youth team of Coconut Horn Club!

See, Coach Wu is holding a small notebook and thinking about tactics against the enemy! Xiao Zhiyong pointed to Wu Xu not far away and said.

"The Black Soil Club Academy? Listening to the name, why is it so old-fashioned? Is the strength so strong? Yuan Dongshuai asked in disbelief!

"The youth team of the Black Soil Club is a team with good attack and defense! The strength of the back line is almost the same as the strength of the back line of the City Academy team! And on the attack line, they have three earth blades! Xiao Zhiyong explained.

"Tufeng? What do you mean? Yuan Dongshuai was puzzled.

"Let's put it this way, the Black Soil Club academy team uses a no-striker tactic! Three earth fronts, the defensive task is heavier, the offensive task is not light, when attacking, the three earth strikers will quickly step forward and become a trident! The reason why they are called Tufeng is because of the thick soil and stability, and their offensive and defensive abilities are super stable! Xiao Zhiyong's tone was full of jealousy.

"Frontless tactics? Will they be able to play around? Yuan Dongshuai said disdainfully. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.