Chapter Seventy-Two: Intermission
Ren Yu desperately passed the ball to the goal. And Zhang Jun did not live up to his efforts, desperately grabbed the point, and a very difficult fish jumped to the top!
"Zhang Jun shoots! Leap to the top! ”
Zhang Jun hit the ball fiercely, and the ball flew towards the bottom corner of the goal.
Corner!
Dingding's cheerleaders let out a loud exclamation, and the dawn side was an early cheer.
"This goal must be scored!" Wang Qiang couldn't help shouting.
"It's still early!" Charbo swooped in in and slammed the ball off the post with one palm as it bounced off the ground!
Bounds! The ball didn't go in!
"It's so beautiful! Shabo's save is almost comparable to the 'save of the century' of former England goalkeeper Banks! Zhou Jiansheng shouted.
Charbo's other hand grabbed the post to avoid hitting the post himself.
Zhang Jun lay on the ground and punched the imported turf in frustration. The best and last chance of the first half was slapped away by the opponent's goalkeeper with a magical palm.
At the same time, the whistle sounded at the end of the first half. In the first half, Shuguang fell behind Dingding 1:2.
On the big screen, Zhang Jun's rush to the top is being replayed. There is a camera mounted on a robotic arm behind the goal, and the angle is shot from the top of the goal, just enough to see the shot clearly.
Zhang Jun rushed to the top and hit the top of the ball, the ball bounced in front of the goal line, and when it was soaring, it was just slapped away by Xia Bo's palm.
Liu Wei let out a dark breath, if the ball just now, Zhang Junding's part went down a little more, and the football rebounded on the goal line, instead of in front of the goal line, then even if it was God, he would never be able to pounce. It was really dangerous, and Dingding escaped. It seems that he was right to use offside tactics against Zhang Jun, and he almost scored at this opportunity, if he came in the first half, he might be the one who is behind now.
"What a good first half!"
"Well, I'm looking forward to a great second half from both teams."
"Zhang Lintao, if the ball just now, if it were you, would you be able to save it?" Li Yongle asked.
Zhang Lintao closed his eyes and thought for a while, then opened his eyes and shook his head. "I'm afraid there are not many people in the professional league who can pounce on it."
"Huh? Doesn't that mean that the goalkeeper is already a professional level? Zhang Yang shouted.
"No, all I can say is that at that moment, that goalkeeper is like a god."
"If there is divine help, if there is divine help......" Li Yongle repeated the word.
"Huh! Don't keep a strain. Don't worry, when it's time for us to compete, I promise not to give Zhang Jun that chance! Zhang Yang patted Zhang Lintao on the shoulder, "If he is a genius, I am the cradle that stifles genius!" Oh haha! ”
Zhang Lintao ignored this fool with some abnormal nerves, he turned his head to Li Yongle and said, "Actually, there is another one that makes me feel at ease, and that is the 'Long Teng'." "High School Football" only uses the word 'unbelievable' for this ball. Sima Hongxin is also an excellent goalkeeper, and he is not afraid of Yang Pan's powerful shots, but he was defeated by this 'Long Teng', and his performance before and after was like two people. I really want to see this 'unbelievable' 'Dragon Teng' with my own eyes! ”
Li Yongle nodded: "Me too, he has learned a very powerful trick again!" It's more exciting and fun when I compete with him! Li Yongle smiled meaningfully.
Inside the Dawn Lounge.
Ren Yudi was brought back, and Liang Ke saw his appearance and was already thinking about who to replace him in the second half.
Many players regretted that Zhang Jun's beautiful shot did not go in, and sighed loudly one by one.
Li Jieguang asked An Ke if it was him just now, would he be able to pounce?
Anke waved his hand nonchalantly, "Meaningless! ”
Li Jieguang didn't believe Anke's words, he glanced at Anke and muttered very quietly: "Fart!" ”
Of course, this did not be heard by Anke, otherwise Anke would have gone berserk, and the precious halftime would have passed in a mess again. If that's the case, "Anke's Rampage" would be enough to rank fourth on the "Dawning Team Devils Rankings".
Liang Ke just talked about the problems that should be paid attention to in the second half of the defense, and did not say a word about the troubles that Zhang Jun and they encountered in attack. He always insisted that the attack of Dawn should be the attack of the Ling, without any tactical rules and regulations, and the attack that allows players to play freely. So he always told them to attack, but he never told them how to attack. And in fact, this method is very effective, and the first attack power of Dawning Luoyang is a good proof of this. Today, in the face of strong opponents, he still insists on doing so because he believes in his players and believes that they have their own ways to overcome difficulties.
Dingding Lounge.
The teammates all surrounded Xia Bo.
"Good! How did you just save that ball? ”
"It's wonderful!"
"No words!"
"yes, I'm afraid I don't even have the courage to pounce, I'll hit the goalpost!"
"That's the difference between a substitute and a main player!"
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To everyone's surprise, Xia Bo did not laugh and accept these compliments shamelessly as usual, shouting "What a little meaning!" "Not worth mentioning!" "Piece of cake!"
He said with a serious expression: "Actually, at that time, I only knew that I should pounce, but I didn't expect that I could pounce out......
Everyone was stunned, and then laughed: "Damn! Xia Bo changed his surname today, when did he become humble? ”
"Could it be a ghost?"
"Phew! Don't say such unlucky things! ”
……
Liu Wei slapped his face, and the lounge immediately fell silent.
"The first half was generally a success. It was a good stifling attack and we were ahead of the scoreline. The tactics in the second half were inconvenient, but Ren Yudi should also be treated equally, and he could not relax his vigilance because of his poor physical fitness. I'm sure everyone saw his performance just now, right? While paying attention to Zhang Jun, don't ignore him, a person who should not be underestimated. ”
There was a small twitch among the players, and they did see how Ren Yudi got rid of two people by himself, and under Shi Yan's defense, he could still pass a cross with such high accuracy.
Shi Yan whispered: "If it weren't for his physical exhaustion, even I would have been passed by him!" He remembered Ren Yudi's cross again, shook it for a moment, and took a step. Shake it up a little more, take another step. Shake it off and take a step. Shake it up a little more, take another step. Dangling a little more, just when Shi Yan thought he would take another step, he suddenly crossed. The rhythm caught him off guard.
Fan Cunjie also noticed that No. 9 is also a highly skilled player, but he and Ren Yudi are different types. When he dribbles the ball, he usually takes the initiative to attack, using his skillful skills to shake off opponents. Ren Yudi, on the other hand, is a man who is good at deceiving, he always uses a series of feints to trick the defender into being fooled before passing others, and then waits for an opportunity to shake off the opponent. Su Rui was deceived by his "ball pulling mistake" and lost the opportunity. However, physical strength is his Achilles' heel, and even he will not be much of a threat on the field in the second half.
Zhang Jun took off the captain's armband and took it in his hand to look at it carefully. Yang Pan also looked at the captain's armband like this, saying that he didn't deserve to wear this, but he did a good job. Zhang Jun has always felt that wearing this thing is very majestic, but he never thought that this was also a responsibility, and he didn't expect this responsibility to be so heavy.
The team was behind, Ren Yudi was physically exhausted, and he definitely couldn't finish playing in the second half, and he fell into the quagmire of offside again, and he was at a loss. As the captain, he is really incompetent!
Liang Ke looked at his watch, the time was almost up, "Yuan Shuai, you can replace Ren Yudi in the second half." ”
As soon as the words fell, Ren Yu, who was lying on the bench covered with a towel, sat up and said to Liang Ke: "I can still play." ”
Only one sentence, but very firm.
Liang Ke looked at him who was still a little short of breath, looked at the watch on his wrist again, then looked up at Ren Yudi, and finally nodded: "Okay." But in the second half you can't keep up, I'll replace you at any time. ”
"You believe in Zhang Jun so much?" Zhang Yang asked Li Yongle, "His opponent is Dingding, and he is different from his previous opponents!" They were very successful in the first half......"
"Zhang Jun's fish rushed to the top, which strengthened my confidence." Li Yongle said, "In the second half, he will definitely surprise us. Let's wait and see......"
In the stands, two students of Dawn were arguing.
"I can guarantee that Yang Pan will come back at halftime, maybe he has changed his clothes in the lounge by now!"
"Nonsense! Yang Pan couldn't have rushed back! He couldn't make it. Instead of expecting Yang Pan to come back to save the field, let's cheer for the eleven people on the field! ”
"Humph! Without the dawn of Yang Pan, it is impossible to defeat Dingding! When the time comes, Yang Pan floats like a hero, and he hits the opponent's goalkeeper into the goal with a shot......"
"You kid is a martial arts watcher, right? A sucker! ”
"Hey! What do you say......"
"Shut up!" Liu Qi couldn't stand it anymore, he interrupted the quarrel between the two with a loud yell, "Save some saliva for the second half!" ”
"It's on!" Liang Ke slapped his hands and shouted loudly, for the sake of this team and for himself.
The players went out one after another and walked towards the court.
Zhang Jun stood up and just saw Sophie's eyes, and during the intermission, the two did not speak, but this one eye contact represented everything. Zhang Jun put on the captain's armband again, took a deep breath, and walked out the door. At the end of the players' tunnel, where applause and noise filled, the sunlit green field, was his battlefield.
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