Looking at Li Jun, Lang Tao couldn't say anything - who shot successfully, but still cared about the goalkeeper opposite?

"Maybe ......" Lang Tao shrugged his shoulders, turned around, ran to Lin Xuecheng, and asked with concern, "Senior Lin, can you still stand it?" ”

Even if you can't stand it, no one will guard the door for Lin Xuecheng, right?

Lin Xuecheng hurriedly wiped away his tears, rubbed his wrists, and said with a forced smile: "It's okay." ”

- hiss~ Li Jun's foot strength is so strong~ stronger than Wu Zejun~

This is the conclusion that Lin Xuecheng came to with facts.

Catching a glimpse of Lin Xuecheng's wrist slightly swollen, Lang Tao twitched his mouth and suggested, "Suspend the game to bandage it?" ”

"Not necessarily." Knowing that the team no longer has a goalkeeper substitute and even if the game is stopped to bandage his wrist, his goalkeeping level will not be able to improve immediately, not to mention that he only has a slight pain in his wrist, which is not in the way at all - Lin Xuecheng said nonchalantly, "I'm sorry for disappointing you." ”

made the team lose two points at once, which was Lin Xuecheng's fault.

Lang Tao shook his head and said, "Li Jun is too strong, we underestimate him too much." ”

The players of the Beijing team also comforted: "That guy is really wicked! You can kick it so far! "The master's foot strength is one of the best, and he is very comprehensive, if he didn't think that the defender is more important, he would have changed to a striker a long time ago!" "He can really do it, if he doesn't accept it, he can lead the team to victory in that way, and there is no one else who can do his job!" "We need to be careful! Don't let him touch the ball next time...... Can't stop it at all! "Xue Cheng, don't be discouraged, you've done a great job!" ……

Lin Xuecheng was embarrassed: Part of it is also his reason...... If he's good at catching the ball, maybe—

"Next, we'll just try to keep him from touching the ball." Lang Tao decided in his heart that he must prevent Li Jun from getting the ball - Li Jun who got the ball was too exaggerated: a super long-range shot, no one could prevent it!

Unless one of them is like Hawkeye, predicting the landing point of the football in advance and blocking the ball with his body!

Glancing at Duanmu Green, Lang Tao held back his thoughts: Duanmu Green lacked heat, and it was estimated that he couldn't count on it.

"Toot-toot-" After a long delay, the referee whistled again and again, asking the two teams to continue playing.

Two teams are in place.

It was still the Beijing team that launched the offensive.

This time, the football buckled at the feet of Wu Zejun, the No. 11 left striker of the Beijing team.

Wu Zejun took a deep breath, and his heart was ecstatic: Now, look at his power!

Wu Zejun dribbled and rushed to the area of the Tianjin team with great momentum -

The Beijing team's No. 5 free central midfielder Wang Sicheng, No. 6 left midfielder Yang Chengcheng, No. 7 right midfielder Qiao Fei, No. 9 shadow striker Jiang Bisheng and No. 8 right winger Yao Qian followed Wu Zejun in unison and ran in a row - everyone was worried that Wu Zejun still didn't pass the ball, and if he lost the ball, everyone would be able to grab the ball back efficiently!

Squinting his eyes, Lang Tao stood still. Once the football flies into the midfield of the Beijing team, Langtao will do everything he can to get the football back back: this is to block the Tianjin team's attack...... In case he can't catch up, he can also drag the Tianjin team and let the defenders of the Beijing team clear the siege early!

Xue Ran, the No. 11 striker of the Tianjin team, saw Wu Zejun rushing and consciously stepped forward to block - Xue Ran's size is not inferior to Wu Zejun, if Wu Zejun plays hard again, he may not know who will lose and who will win!

It's just that Wu Zejun is still brutally bumping-

Xue Ran rushed in front of Wu Zejun, Wu Zejun didn't stop, still maintaining the momentum of sprinting, and crashed into Xue Ran!

The two collided, Wu Zejun and Xue Lin stumbled back at the same time - Wu Zejun took the first step to stabilize his body, hooked the ball, and continued to run wildly with the ball!

Wu Zejun can be regarded as passing Xue Ran!

Xue Ran's face was gloomy: After all, it was too embarrassing to be hit by someone.

With a snort, Xue Ran turned around and chased after Wu Zejun, but was interfered by Qiao Fei, the No. 7 right forward of the Beijing team, halfway - Qiao Fei stretched out his hands and blocked Xue Ran behind him, preventing him from chasing Wu Zejun!

Seeing this, Lang Tao took a few steps forward and stood in the center of the court.

Wu Zejun dribbled, ran quickly, and met the No. 3 left forward Yan Chi and No. 7 left back Yang Xuzhi of the Tianjin team - the two stood shoulder to shoulder, blocking Wu Zejun's way!

Wu Zejun was ruthless, and rushed towards Yan Chi and Yang Xuzhi in one go-

Wu Zejun and Yan Chi fell together, Yang Xuzhi shook his body, desperately stabilized, stretched out his foot, and hoisted the ball high - while Yang Xuzhi was playing the ball, Xue Ran, the No. 11 striker of the Tianjin team, ran wildly towards the area of the Beijing team, just throwing off Qiao Fei!

And Yang Xuzhi's pass was far and long, but it flew right towards Xue Ran's position.

At the same time, the No. 8 central midfielder Guo Mingdong of the Tianjin team, the No. 9 right forward Kang Baobao, and the No. 3 left forward Yan Chi who got up, all took steps in unison, as if they wanted to support Xue Ran!

Lang Tao stared at Xue Ran chasing the ball with cold eyes, suddenly strode into a meteor, ran towards Xue Lin in one breath, then turned around, jumped up, and used his chest to stop the flying football - landing, kicking, volleying!

The whole action is done in one go!

The football swished through a rainbow route and flew straight towards Jiang Bisheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Beijing team - at this time, Jiang Bisheng would not stand still, but ran to the outside of the Tianjin team's penalty area!

"What a tacit understanding!" Li Jun, the No. 10 central defender of the Tianjin team, sighed softly, but did not hesitate to block Jiang Bisheng's way forward - as long as Jiang Bisheng dares to take the ball to pick up Li Jun, then Li Jun is very confident and can snatch the football back!

Looking at Li Jun not far away, Jiang Bisheng inexplicably felt an invisible pressure - for some reason, he had an intuition: if he fought against Li Jun, he would lose eighty percent!

While the football was still in the air, Jiang Bisheng didn't want to think about it, gritted his teeth and flew up, and directly came to a difficult [upside-down golden hook]!

With a strong momentum, the football flew high to the goal of the Tianjin team -

Li Jun was taken aback and jumped up reflexively, but he didn't reach the football!

- I should have jumped a little higher...... Li Jun thought to himself regretfully.

I saw that the football almost grazed the frame of the ball and drilled into the goal!

"Beijing team wins a point!" Football commentator Xiao Ming shouted excitedly, "This goal is so exciting! Beijing team's No. 10 forward Lang Tao assists! Jiang Bisheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Beijing team, played a difficult [upside-down golden hook] long shot, and finally pulled back a point for the Beijing team - this point is so beautiful! Hardly any college student can kick this effect! ……」

So, you have to focus on praise!

Planted headlong on the ground - that is impossible: when he saw Jiang Bisheng falling face down, Li Jun rushed forward, grabbed Jiang Bisheng's jersey, and just dragged him upside down!

Although Jiang Bisheng did not lose his face, his jersey was deformed by Li Jun. With a red face, Jiang Bisheng shouted: "Let me down!" Put me down! I didn't think about what would happen to Li Jun if he let go!

Li Jun good-naturedly took Jiang Bisheng lightly.

Jiang Bisheng landed safely and quickly stood up.

Then, Jiang Bisheng greeted his teammates with congratulations and surprises: Yang Chengcheng pounced, Wang Sicheng pounced, Qiao Fei pounced, Wu Zejun pounced again, and Yao Qian pounced again...... In one breath, Jiang Bisheng was suppressed by five people, and he suddenly couldn't breathe!

Lang Tao wanted to press it, but saw that Jiang Bisheng was too pitiful, so he had to dispel his thoughts - showing a smiling face, Lang Tao stood in front of the crowd and said with a smile: "Jiang Bisheng, you are amazing!" ”

Winning this point, even if the first half ends with a score of 1-2, it will be easy to overtake in the second half!

Jiang Bisheng couldn't move, and whimpered: "Get out of the way for me......!" ”

After hearing this, the five players of the Beijing team didn't dare to press him too hard, so they quickly stood up, rubbed Jiang Bisheng's head one after another, kneaded his hair into a chicken nest, and praised: "Awesome my Bisheng junior!" ”

Jiang Bisheng was stunned for a long time before he got up and glared at the five seniors in front of him angrily.

The five seniors cheered cheekily, but they didn't throw Jiang Bisheng into the sky.

Jiang Bisheng stiffened his face and laughed out loud: Forget it, don't embarrass the seniors, they also mean well.

After a long cheer, with five minutes left, the first half will be over.

It was about the end of the first half, and the two teams had no sense of confrontation: the two sides kicked around casually, stunned that no one broke into anyone's penalty area - the Tianjin team certainly has Li Jun, and the Beijing team also has Langtao!

Lang Tao is much more positive: if a player from the Tianjin team rushes past him, he goes to tackle the ball and vows not to let the opponent take the ball!

The defenders of the Beijing team have even become murals.

Lin Xuecheng was a lot relieved - after all, with his ability to save the ball, he was really a little frightened by the Tianjin team.

After five minutes were wasted, the referee blew his whistle to signal that the two teams could rest.

The two teams lined up, assembled, saluted each other, and methodically walked into their respective lounges.

Auditorium.

The cheerleading team that I hadn't seen for more than a day gathered again, led by Liu Yun and followed by Yang Fei, cheering for the Beijing team with great fanfare, even if they were one point behind - now it's okay, the Beijing team is very competitive, and it is only one point behind at the moment!

Liu Yun yelled, the cheerleading girls danced, Yang Fei waved the flag, and the girls screamed-

This time, attentive viewers may notice that the cheerleading girls are one less -

Qin Siyu didn't cheer for the Beijing team!

Luo Caiyi cheered with the cheerleading girls, and felt a faint loneliness for the first time: she was used to Qin Siyu's company, and Qin Siyu was not present for a while, so she was not used to it...... I hope Qin Siyu is just making a fuss, and he doesn't really plan to break up with Wu Zejun.

"Shall we take a break?" Falling color is a rare proposal.

Liu Yun glared at Luo Caiyi and said disapprovingly: "If you want to rest, I'll rest first." As the leader of the cheerleading team, he didn't dare to steal!

Luo Cai listened, brought a bottle of mineral water, found a place by the way, and sat down generously.

Liu Yun couldn't help but have black lines on his head: they worked hard to cheer, but they were still ......

Luo Caiyi has a good head - look at the cheerleading girls, several people also learn to drink water and rest!

"Don't go too far!" Liu Yun stared at Luo Caiyi, "When you are ready, return to the team at speed." ”

"Understood." Luocai took another sip of cold water.

Liu Yun looked at it and suddenly felt a little thirsty in his throat.

Perhaps, he also has a bottle? ……

While thinking about it, he saw Yang Fei handing the flag to a certain girl, and he ran to Luo Caiyi's side in a spare time, and asked Luo Caiyi in a low voice: "What about Siyu?" Why didn't she come today? ”

"She's not feeling well." Luo Caiyi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly found a reason for Qin Siyu.

Yang Fei let out an "oh" and said suddenly: "Did you drink cold water or eat spicy food?" ”

“…… Probably, right? Luo Cai Yimu made a face, knowing that Yang Fei had misunderstood.

Yang Fei sympathized: "Then she needs to rest for a few days?" ”

“…… Well. Luo Caiyi smiled awkwardly, blinked, and quickly changed the topic, "By the way, Senior Lin...... Is he okay? - Are you still in contact with him? ”

"You mean Xue Lin?" Yang Fei stiffened and sighed solemnly, "It's not good or bad - he's very bland, he has been staying in the academy, studying hard, and making progress every day, but he doesn't pay attention to the results of our Beijing team." ”

"He's a student at the 'Capital Institute of Physical Education', right? I remember that their college was the organizer of the 'Campus Group Southeast District'? - When our 'Campus Group Northeast District' comes out, won't we be able to go to their academy to watch the ball game and watch him next time? ……”

"That's right!" Yang Fei's eyes lit up, "Although he can't play football, he can watch the game, which is not bad!" ”

"Hehe~" Luo Caiyi chuckled, but sighed silently: Is it really good? - The Beijing team is missing a talented goalkeeper, and it seems that it is quite difficult to play? …… I don't know if Xue Lin will be able to return to the team in the future.

The cheerleaders who had had had enough of their rest continued to cheer and dance, even before the Beijing team appeared.

Beijing team lounge.

After Fang Su poured warm tea for the starting Beijing team players, he silently stood in a corner, trying to weaken his sense of existence, so as not to be noticed by Jiang Bisheng-

Fang Su still has a good impression of Lin Ruojin, and she is not very interested in Jiang Bisheng.

Jiang Bisheng stared blankly at Fang Su's every move, even if Fang Su was stiffened by him, Jiang Bisheng still looked at Fang Su and was fascinated.

Lang Tao waved his hand in front of Jiang Bisheng's eyes, but Jiang Bisheng didn't blink.

"In the second half, let's try to stay away from Li Jun!" coughed twice, and seeing that Jiang Bisheng had not yet come back to his senses, Lang Tao raised his voice, with the style of a Confucian coach, and announced loudly, "Li Jun is very strong, I admit that I can't fight him - however, football matches need to rely on the tacit cooperation of eleven people to win, even if we are weaker than Li Jun, as long as we are united, victory will be on our side after all!" ”

The eyelids of the Beijing players jumped: it was usually very depressing to fail to win the opponent - however, this would never happen to Lang Tao! In a certain aspect, Lang Tao's heart is as solid as a rock is impressive, especially when he frankly admits that he is not as good as Li Jun!

"In the second half, how do we get away from Li Jun?" Yao Qian asked.

"We can only shoot from a distance!" Lang Tao proposed a plan, "Only by shooting from a distance, we don't have to get close to Li Jun, so that we have a chance to win!" ”

"Long shot?" Qiao Fei looked entangled, "I'm afraid I can't do it...... I'm not good at long-term shooting. ”

"I didn't want you to shoot from a distance." Lang Tao squinted at Qiao Fei and turned to look at Wu Zejun, "Your chance has come - don't you like shooting the most?" In the second half you try to shoot from distance, the more the merrier! ”

– When did I like shooting? Although Wu Zejun felt inexplicable, he was quite happy to hear that he could attack in the second half, so he didn't pursue Langtao's speech and said calmly: "No problem!" ”

"Hurry up and regain your strength." Although the physical strength of the Beijing team is still quite abundant, Lang Tao still reminded that he started the motivation skills by taking advantage of the situation, "We are not weaker than the Tianjin team!" We must firmly believe that we will fight back against each other 3-2! ”

"Counterattack! Counterattack! ......" the Beijing players yelled in unison.

Fifteen minutes later, the second half began.