The final has begun, and the juvenile roll is about to come to an end. Thank you for your continuous companionship, and I wish all book friends a spring with momentum and endless careers!

The starting line-up for the match has been released, and the results were both expected and unexpected.

"This starting line-up is exactly the same as the last game. How to say it, the unexpected component is bigger, after all, the last game did not start well, although the adjustment is very timely, but the weakness is still obvious, the Brazilian team should be on guard. Sun Zhenping read the name of the last starting list and began to sigh.

"What kind of starting lineup does Coach Gao think is the most suitable?" Nian Weisi smiled slightly, turned his head and asked Gao Fengwen.

"It's the perfect fit right now!" Gao Fengwen's tone was affirmative.

Sun Zhenping scratched his head and looked at the two old men with mocking expressions.

"Then I won't embarrass Xiao Sun, and introduce the intention of this starting list to the audience. In fact, no matter what kind of starter, the strength on paper is far from catching up with the opponent. The tone of the game is still defensive," Nian Weisi said this, kept a tail, and nodded towards Gao Fengwen.

"After the last game with two substitutions, the scene and the result were far beyond imagination, which shows that the team's attacking strength in that situation will be much better than before. Can attack but not rush to attack, this attitude means

After Gao Fengwen finished answering, he continued to throw the hydrangea back.

"It's about keeping Brazil on guard! Try to think about it, in the second half, when the physical strength is declining, the opponent suddenly sends two new forces, the tactical play changes, and the offensive strength is greatly increased. How would you react to this concern at the beginning? Nian Weisi threw the question to Sun Zhenping.

"Oh!!" Sun Zhenping stretched out his voice and suddenly became stunned. "I'm definitely in a hurry and want to get a few more. Lay the foundation for the game! ”

"Yes, this is the final, although the difference in strength between the two sides is big, but it's not like you can score a few if you want to! If the Brazilian team is really in such a hurry, the mentality will naturally be unstable, and the performance of strength will definitely be affected. The later you open the situation, the less solid your heart becomes! ”

"To be able to do it without doing it is to make the opponent fearful. The arrangement of troops is like two armies facing each other, come up and let the opponent see the cards, and lose half of the battle before the fight! ”

"Got it! Dig a little deeper. This starting list brings attention and defense to opponents, and relaxation and trust to our teenagers! ”

"Yes, the starting line-up keeps its players from being nervous and makes the opponent probably impatient. That's the best that can be achieved on the board so far! ”

"I really want to know, who's the starter"

"It's hard to say that this lineup was directed by Zhu in the last game. This one."

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"Needless to say, it must be the baby named Lu Wei who is lined up!"

Before eight o'clock in the evening, Zhou Xiaofeng's house was full of chatter. The girls of the women's football team were basically all there, and before the game started, they were already talking about it around the TV. Wang Yao and Zhang Mei were busy in the kitchen for a while, and began to serve plates of fruit snacks outside.

Zhou Xiaofeng and Li Juan were surrounded by the stars like the moon, one was calm and the other was shy.

"What does Director Zhou think of this lineup?"

"Hmm. The level of commentary is still good, and the analysis is in place. This typical South American style of the Brazilian team. I like to play against the opponent the most, and I don't like Italy and Germany, which have strong tactical discipline and fierce defense. In this game, we were completely at a disadvantage, so it was normal to concede goals. However, the backline cannot give the opposition a chance. The front court cannot be without chances. What's the reason, Sister Juan explains! Zhou Xiaofeng talked eloquently, and the question was thrown to Li Juan.

"Definitely, the back always gives the opponent a chance, and the attacking players in front are very frustrated! There's no chance ahead. There's no hope in the back defense! Li Juan replied without thinking, her expression was a little more natural.

"Sister Juan is so good, has he been in good shape recently?" The girls finished their cheers and began to gossip.

"What's the matter, you know how to play friends when it's dark!" Li Juan frowned and pouted.

Zhang Mei, who was holding the plate, shook her hand, and finally stabilized it but sprinkled several pieces of apples out. The girls screamed and reached out to help.

"Well, I'll talk to him about it when I come back this time, and at this age, I still have to invest more energy in things." Zhou Xiaofeng didn't look at Zhang Mei, and turned his head to look at Li Juan, who was grinning.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. They are going to Brazil for two years, and what will be like when they come back, it's hard to say, what do they want to do so much in the future! Li Juan seemed to vomit out all the depression in her heart, and her heart was relieved when she finished speaking.

The girls were a little nervous. The noisy room was quiet for a while before it became lively under Wang Yao's greeting.

In my heart, I breathed a sigh of relief.

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Finals experience, to be honest, not many people have, including coaches.

Although Sun Benliang is old, he has been mixing with national teams at all levels, and has played soy sauce in various international qualifier friendly matches all year round. Strictly speaking, those competitions are not as thrilling as the competition for places in the National Games in China.

Zhu Guanghu's local team has slightly better qualifications, but he has no experience in finals, not to mention that he is not in the coach's seat at this time.

There are still a few guys who don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the teenagers who are making fun of this.

"Coach Sun, are you in the coach's seat or on the bench?"

"Sun instructs you to send Lu Wei to the starter, so that he can steal your position!"

"You little bastards, look down on your grandfather Sun, don't you?!" Sun Benliang didn't hold back as soon as he spoke, and he laughed first.

The teenagers giggled and laughed as they greeted each other and entered the locker room.

Zhu Guanghu had been waiting inside for a while, and when he saw that everyone was together, he was no longer polite, and began to mobilize for a decisive battle.

"Like you, I'm excited and apprehensive, excited and nervous. It's a pity that I can't stand with you to face it, but it doesn't matter, there will be later. The opponents are far stronger than any you've ever experienced before, and the game is sure to be tough. However, we also highlighted the possible difficult situation tactics at the meeting, so I won't talk about it now. I'm sure you're mentally prepared. You've surprised me every game, and I'm sure you'll still do the same! ”

After a pause, Zhu Guanghu looked at the eyes of the teenagers who were about to burn, and continued with a stern expression: "There are 80,000 fans of the Brazilian team in the stands, and there are 50 million of your fans in front of the TV. But those are just the icing on the cake. You don't play for them. So, don't think about what happens when you play well and what happens if you don't play well. Stand up, type out your own stuff, nothing else, it doesn't matter! ”

After pausing again, Zhu Guanghu raised his voice: "No one doesn't want to win the championship, but why do some people still don't let go when they get a soft hand!" Some people can only watch. Let the champion slip away under your nose? ”

The teenagers thought he would ask himself questions, but they waited for five seconds and still didn't move, and they couldn't help but look at each other. Zhu Guanghu nodded at You Mo and motioned for him to answer.

You Mo was not in a hurry, he swept left and right, and after watching the teenagers' eyes all gathered, Shi Shiran said: "The difference is not big, more than half of the guys who won the runner-up have the strength to win the championship." I have to say something different."

The deliberate pause whetted the appetite of the teenagers. A few of them were already breathing heavily, and their eyes were urging in impatience.

Yu Mo patted his chest hard. Take a step back and use a roar to convey the feelings.

"Here it is! How big the heart is, how far the road is! ”

"Champion, big, big. It's bigger than you think, and you can't hold it in your heart, so it naturally belongs to someone else! ”

"Understand that there is no ?!!!"

A long roar echoed through the locker room, and before it was gone, a roar of coming back to his senses followed. The higher and higher they went, until the roof could no longer bear it, it shook in everyone's eyes.

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The familiar whistle sounded, and the dream-like final once again kicked off.

You Mo stood in the arc of the middle circle, first glanced up at the bench, confirmed that there was his best brother there, and then raised his head and shot with the same shot as in the first game, which also shocked the goalkeeper of the Brazilian team in a cold sweat!

The ball eventually flew over the crossbar and flew straight into the sighing stands.

In this game, he still did not remove the sandbag from his leg. Perhaps, it will not be until the skills under his feet have made great progress that he will consider leaving this heavy burden behind and amazing everyone in a different way.

Now, it's not yet!

"Lao You, do you remember the bet we made?" Da Yu's voice drifted faintly.

"Well, you're scared?" You Mo didn't look back, looking at the waves that his kick caused in the stands.

"yes, sort of. However, I'm afraid that you won't score. Da Yu didn't look at him either, staring straight at the distant Brazilian goal.

"Are you afraid that you will have no goal in the future and never want to go on?" You Mo's voice was also a little erratic, as if he was talking in a dream.

"I understand now. In that match against Mexico, you said that you only knew that Huang Yong was hesitating when you saw his eyes, but it wasn't! ”

"What's that?"

"You're not looking at people with your eyes!" "It's the heart, it's the feeling!"

"Okay, go back to defense, they don't understand you, can I not understand?" Yumo turned his head and gave him a smile.

"You took away the championship I got last time, what do you mean this time?" Da Yu didn't give face, nor did he defend himself, he stood up and asked with a stern face.

"Are you afraid I'm unmotivated?" You Mo didn't urge anymore, and asked with a smile.

"You've got a smile on your face all the time, and you don't let people know what you're thinking. They can't feel it, I can! Da Yu stood straight and looked at him steadily.

"What thoughts?

"I don't know, it's not something our age thinks anyway!"

"So what's the point of asking?"

"In the future, will you sue me?"

"Okay."

Two people, after the kick-off, just stand in the arc of the middle circle, you say a word to me. Completely out of the way, we chatted.

If you feel tired, the two of you may sit down and continue to talk.

Strangely, none of the busy teammates laughed at them as much as they used to, not even a voice to remind them.

Some just pricked up their ears and listened to the occasional word. (To be continued......)