The Bayi team walked out of the player tunnel with their heads held high and did not squint.

Perhaps, these are just habits cultivated by the troops.

But in the eyes of the teenagers of the S provincial team, this is a complete contempt. Inevitably, someone clenched his fists and whispered: "Drag a hammer!" ”

You Mo turned his head and looked at the angry players with a smile, "It's still this expression after the game, it's worth dragging it, come on, learn from them, this kind of spirit!" ”

So, under the gaze of more than 30,000 people, these fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenagers, like soldiers, really walked out of the players' tunnel with their heads held high, without the usual slapstick and laughter, and without the awkwardness of being so nervous that they couldn't breathe well.

The applause, the gradually increasing applause, slowly, there were some cheers, the tide of repetition, like the momentum on their bodies, precipitated in their hearts.

Come on, show how powerful!

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Wei Daxia really waited for fifteen minutes, he is a bit idealistic, or optimistic, he has clearly judged, but he just can't let go in his heart.

The expression was very calm, but he kept silently muttering "Is there a miracle", just like that, until the close-up caught the familiar faces, and the confident light emanating from those immature faces, he couldn't help but shout and blurt out: "There is!" ”

The commentator next to him was really taken aback, and he suddenly realized that this job is really a high-risk profession, especially when he encounters this type of life next to him!

But just brought the topic out, took a deep breath, felt that his breath was stable, and asked, "Director Wei can see the situation of these players?" ”

Wei Daxia still had to be modest, and waved his hand: "It's not counting, I just can see from their expressions and demeanors that there is a play in the second half!" ”

The commentary was a little helpless about his style of wanting to be praised by someone, and continued to ask: "After a break of fifteen minutes, the body should have been relieved, and they did give people a very confident feeling when they appeared just now, does it mean that they have found a magic weapon to win?" ”

Wei Daxia quickly shook his head: "There is no so-called magic weapon to win, this game is to see who can hold on to the end." Both sides are now in the best form, and they know each other's tactical characteristics and player characteristics well, and there are no secrets to speak of. Therefore, the winner will be decided in willpower! ”

The commentator went on to discuss in depth: "What will the rhythm of the game be like in the second half? ”

Wei Daxia was determined: "It's not the same as the first 30 minutes of the first half, and it's not the same as the last 10 minutes of the first half!" ”

The commentator continued to cooperate: "Then you mean that the S provincial team will take the initiative to adjust the rhythm and reduce their physical exertion?" ”

Wei Daxia reacted quickly: "No, how can it be so simple, if you say fast, you will be fast, if you say slow, you will be slow, this kind of game in which both sides know the roots, what is fought is the control of the rhythm, whoever wins, the initiative is in whose hands." Of course, the outcome of the game is not necessarily determined by the initiative. ”

The commentator said: "Yes, there are still 45 minutes left in the game, even if you all take the initiative, if you can't score, you will still be eliminated!" ”

Wei Daxia wandered into the world: "This is so true, if you come to play football, you must be a person who can use your brain!" ”

"Coach Wei has won the award, the game will start immediately, and we will turn our attention to the field!"

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When self-confidence meets calmness, when the tip of the needle meets Maimang, sparks begin to shine out of the collision.

The game is completely developing in an unknown direction.

It seems that there is no chance, and it seems that he could score at any time.

Suspense, like the sword of Damocles, hangs high in the air, and slowly falls as time passes!

Now, in the sixty-fifth minute of the game, the famous substitution time.

Sun Yongkang couldn't sit still at all, and stood on the sidelines throughout the second half, constantly looking up at the huge electronic display screen in the stadium, as well as the score and time on it.

This time point was the substitution point he had agreed with Lu Wei, but after looking at each other, Lu Wei waved his hand and signaled to continue.

Although Sun Yongkang was not relieved, he was indeed very satisfied with the player's performance in the past 20 minutes, both tenacious and calm, although he was slightly passive but did not make mistakes. The scene was intense but smooth, and the game never developed in a fixed direction.

Then go ahead!

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What a respectable opponent!

You Mo looked at the tired but resolute faces on the other side, and searched carefully, but did not find a trace of anxiety.

Their own characteristics have been studied very thoroughly, and the activity space is very limited, unless it is the cooperation of teammates, otherwise it is difficult to have one-on-one opportunities if you rely on yourself.

As long as you get the ball, at least two people come up, one grabs, the other protects, you can knock the ball back, but you just don't let you turn around. There is an opportunity to shoot from a distance, but it is obvious that a goalkeeper of Li Jian's level is really not something that can be threatened by a hasty kick in the confrontation.

Discipline, terrible discipline is on full display in this team, and this style is really restrained against the slightly speculative style of play of defending and counter-attacking.

Lu Wei may still have retained some of the body, or maybe he didn't have any body left. After all, it's been a long time since I've played, and it's been the hardest time.

Yao Xia and Wang Songsong didn't have any reservations, not because they didn't want to, but because they couldn't.

In this tug-of-war rhythm, the physical consumption of midfielders is the largest, and they are like tug-of-war, maintaining a momentum and not daring to relax. Now, there is no way for them to speed up in the attack, and every bit of strength they have saved will be quickly used up, dangling on the edge of cramps, and may be replaced by Lu Wei at any time.

Thankfully, the score hasn't changed.

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It would be nice if it could continue like this.

It's a pity that the opponent doesn't do it!

The head coach of the Bayi team waved his hand and replaced two people in a row.

Race, keep up the speed!

It is completely different from the possible large-scale cramps of passive waiting on his side, except for a few team members, the difference in strength between the main force and the substitutes of the Bayi team is not big at all.

It's like an opponent in a tug-of-war, who has lasted for seventy minutes, but suddenly two new forces are replaced.

The balance is broken!

Lu Wei was keenly aware of the problem and continued to move the formation back, increasing the number of defenders to make up for the lack of body, but inevitably, giving the opponent a lot of space and opportunities to shoot from a distance.

In the 72nd minute of the game, Wang Songsong was substituted for cramps, and his performance was still steady, and he also contributed to the first goal, but it was clear that he was not at his best.

Yao Xia is very clear about this, and he knows even more that Wang Songsong does not need to be comforted at this time.

To be able to win is the best consolation!

It's a pity that I can't finish the show.

I'm afraid there is not much I can contribute.

The mistakes of the second game are still fresh in my mind, and I will not make the same mistakes again. For the rest of the time, let's try to see if we can continue to surpass ourselves!

Strong, that's what children do!