"The starters of the football team of Chengdu Institute of Physical Education are: No. 1 goalkeeper Jia Lin, No. 2 right back Si Ye, No. 3 left back Jing Mu, No. 4 scavenger Nianhua, No. 5 left forward Qing Yang, No. 6 right forward Guan Ke, No. 10 central midfielder Lin Qingyu, No. 7 center forward Ding Jia, No. 8 left forward Ren Qian, No. 9 shadow forward Wu Zhange, No. 11 right winger Xiangshan!" Football commentator Qingming kept talking and said, "It's a coincidence that both teams are in a 4-3-3 attacking formation, so it's going to be a great match!"

"Beijing team ~ come on! Beijing team ~ must win! ......" In the audience, Liu Yun represented the leader of the cheerleading team of the Beijing team, repeating the monotonous slogan, and it was a loss that there was a group of cheerleading girls behind him, otherwise no one would want to look at Liu Yun more.

This time, not only the Beijing team had a cheerleading team, but also the Chengdu team had a cheerleading team to cheer - the other team's cheerleaders were all young boys, suspected alumni of the Chengdu team, cheering up, the momentum was huge, and they kept shouting: "Chengdu team ~ the best!" Chengdu team ~ all wins! ……”

It's just that they don't speak Mandarin, but an authentic dialect, which is quite funny.

However, their serious expressions infected the surrounding audience. The audience coaxed: "Chengdu team~ come on!" Chengdu team ~ come on! Chengdu team ~ come on! ……”

The scene was very hot.

Bird's Nest Stadium.

The two teams stand and face each other quietly, the referee tosses the coin, and the captain guesses the coin - the result: the Beijing team wins!

Therefore, the start of the first half of the game was handed over to the Beijing team.

Lang Tao and Lin Qingyu nodded at each other.

The two sides returned to their positions, and under the referee's whistle, the game officially began.

The football buckled at the feet of Jiang Bisheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Beijing team.

Jiang Bisheng touched the ball lightly and ran briskly.

Wu Zhange, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Chengdu team, was about to see Jiang Bisheng and rushed to Jiang Bisheng in front of his teammate No. 11 right winger Xiangshan, and ran towards Jiang Bisheng.

Jiang Bisheng raised his eyebrows, ready to fight Wu Zhange with all his might.

"The long-awaited heads-up has begun!" Football commentator Qingming was slightly excited, and his tone was neat to enliven the atmosphere, "In the battle of the shadow strikers, who will win the victory? ……」

But seeing that Jiang Bisheng was not in a hurry, when Wu Zhange approached, he pulled the ball backwards with his right foot, jumped over, and knocked the ball to his left foot with his right foot, and at the same time raised his left foot forward, using a dazzling ball skill [heel change direction], and deftly shook off Wu Zhange-

Shake off Wu Zhange in five seconds!

Five seconds later, Wu Zhange exerted all his strength to pursue Jiang Bisheng, followed Jiang Bisheng's back, and vowed not to relax!

Lang Tao saw it clearly in the rear, and couldn't help but say: It seems that Wu Zhange is a speed-oriented striker, Jiang Bisheng's ball skills are too gorgeous, but it is a waste of time, so that Wu Zhange has a chance?

Jiang Bisheng dribbled in front, Wu Zhange was in the back, running and chasing, no one intervened - Wu Zhange's running speed was not weaker than Jiang Bisheng, and after a few breaths, he actually caught up with Jiang Bisheng!

"Danger!" Yao Qian, who was following behind Jiang Bisheng, shouted softly.

Seeing a fierce light in Wu Zhange's eyes, he suddenly kicked out and tackled fiercely!

Wu Zhange's tackle not only shoveled the football away, but also made Jiang Bisheng fall down!

"Foul!" Yang Chengcheng, the No. 6 left forward of the Beijing team, had red eyes and roared loudly - regardless of whether Wu Zhange really committed a foul, let's settle this crime first!

Jiang Bisheng wanted to stand up and say "it's okay", but when he heard Yang Chengcheng's nonsense, he immediately lay on the ground weakly, covered his right foot with his hand, and made the appearance that his right foot was very painful, which attracted the referee to come forward to check.

"Jiang Bisheng, are you injured?!" The players of the Beijing team were shocked and stepped forward one after another, asking with concern.

Jiang Bisheng bit his tongue secretly, tears flashed in his eyes, and pretended to be strong: "...... It doesn't hurt. ”

As he spoke, Jiang Bisheng tried to stand up, but he broke his foot and almost fell down!

Wu Zejun stretched out his hand and helped Jiang Bisheng.

When Wu Zhange saw it, his face turned blue, and he said angrily: "Fake fall, you?!" ”

"What did you say?!" The Beijing players sank their faces and asked fiercely.

"Xiao Wu." Lin Qingyu spoke coldly.

Wu Zhange's face turned red, trembling all over, and he was angry.

Seeing this, the referee, in order to show fairness, specially punished Wu Zhange with a yellow card - no penalty!

The players of the Beijing team were disappointed: can't this Wu Zhange be angry to the end? How to calm down at a critical moment? - The referee was embarrassed to punish him again......

The game continues.

The "injured" Jiang Bisheng dribbled the ball and ran fast.

But he was still being chased by Wu Zhange - his body turned in a circle, and Wu Zhange deftly blocked Jiang Bingsheng's way. Jiang Bisheng was taken aback, braked urgently, buckled the football, and waited for an opportunity to break through Wu Zhange.

Wu Zhange's eyes were red, and he looked like he was eager to bite Jiang Bisheng to death.

Jiang Bisheng swayed right and flashed, but he couldn't get rid of Wu Zhange.

Helplessly, Jiang Bisheng kicked the ball back and moved forward with an empty ball.

Wu Zhange seemed to be on the bar Jiang Bisheng, and he also stared at him.

The football was picked up by Yao Qian, the No. 8 right winger of the Beijing team.

Yao Qian just wanted to sprint with the ball, but when Guan Ke, the No. 6 right forward of the Chengdu team, came to grab the ball, he passed the ball to the left and passed it to his teammate No. 11 left striker Wu Zejun - Wu Zejun didn't want to think about it, and ran wildly with the ball!

Lin Qingyu, the No. 10 central midfielder of the Chengdu team, saw it and challenged Wu Zejun head-on - Wu Zejun probably didn't adjust his mentality, and savagely rushed up!

Lin Qingyu flashed, avoided Wu Zejun's impact, and with a hook of his feet, he actually hooked Wu Zejun's football away!

Wu Zejun ran for a while before he realized that the football had been intercepted.

Turning around, Wu Zejun stared at Lin Qingyu's distant figure incredulously: Thief! Thieves steal balls!

Lin Qingyu, the No. 10 central midfielder of the Chengdu team, dribbled and counterattacked, and the forward players of the Chengdu team rushed forward in unison, running in a row, like a bulldozer, and steadily rushed into the outside of the penalty area of the Beijing team!

Lang Tao ran to Lin Qingyu and chose to defend Lin Qingyu - Lin Qingyu didn't want to go head-to-head with Lang Tao, so he decisively passed the ball away and passed it to his teammate No. 7 center Ding Jia!

Ding Jia met Wang Sicheng, the No. 5 free central midfielder of the Beijing team, and passed the ball away to Ren Qian, the No. 8 left forward - at this time, Wu Zhange, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Chengdu team, ran vigorously and went straight to the penalty area of the Beijing team!

Ren Qian firmly buckled the football, did not let the opponent snatch the ball away, and when Wu Zhange waved at him, he directly hung a long pass and passed the ball to Wu Zhange.

Wu Zhange stared at the football, raised his right foot, and prepared to volley-

But you can't volley!

Because, Xue Lin, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Beijing team, rushed to him at some point and grabbed the football with his arm - Wu Zhange's foot stopped in mid-air, and he really couldn't shoot with his strength!

"You...... You ......" Wu Zhange opened his mouth wide.

Zhou Hua, the No. 3 left-back of the Beijing team, kindly comforted: "Calm ~ calm ~ Your opponent is a genius goalkeeper, and it is necessary to shoot the goal." ”

Wu Zhange looked directly at Zhou Hua and scared Zhou Hua a lot.

Zhou Hua inexplicably disgusted with his nosy affairs - if he can't kick in, he can't kick in~ It's a good thing~ Turn off his wool?

"Don't relax!" Xue Lin tossed the ball to Duanmu Lu and reminded him with a pun, "Geniuses don't dare to be." Without the protection of defenders, no matter how talented a goalkeeper is, he will be broken one day. ”

Zhou Hua blushed, hurriedly cheered up, and focused on defense.

Beijing's No. 2 right-back Duanmu Lu passed the ball to Langtao.

Langtao organized an attack.

Lang Tao dribbled and trotted forward.

Lin Qingyu, the No. 10 central midfielder of the Chengdu team, thought for a moment and stepped forward decisively-

"Look! The captains of the two teams will decide it!" With the exclamation of the football commentator Qingming, Lang Tao and Lin Qingyu met - Lang Tao clasped the football tightly and rushed forward with difficulty; Lin Qingyu spread his arms and blocked Langtao's way!

Lang Tao took a step back, did not play any dazzling ball skills, simply controlled the football, and avoided Lin Qingyu with all his might.

Lin Qingyu was like a plaster, clinging to Langtao with a dead face.

The strength of the two sides is equal: Langtao can't get rid of Lin Qingyu, and Lin Qingyu can't snatch the football.

With a flash of his eyes, Lang Tao turned his back to Lin Qingyu and threw the ball out with his head.

A gust of wind blew, and it was Lin Qingyu who passed by Lang Tao's side, chasing the ball in a desperate manner.

At the same time, the No. 9 shadow striker Jiang Bisheng and the No. 11 left striker Wu Zejun of the Beijing team also came to grab the ball.

With one enemy and two enemies, Lin Qingyu is a little difficult - Lin Qingyu's ball skills are not gorgeous, but they are very practical, like a thief, he can steal the ball unknowingly and unknowingly, so Lin Qingyu is not good at picking more.

Grabbing the ball with Jiang Bisheng and Wu Zejun is bound to have the upper hand, Lin Qingyu can only choose to pass the ball quickly after grabbing the ball! Lang Tao looked around carefully, just waiting for Lin Qingyu to pass the ball-

Just as Lang Tao thought, after Lin Qingyu grabbed the ball, he passed it quickly!

One step forward, Lang Tao wittily saw through the target of Lin Qingyu's pass and cut it straight off!

Football is back at Langtao's feet once again.

The wind was blowing under Langtao's feet, swishing a few times, and running far away.

Lin Qingyu spoke: "Stop him!" ”

also chased to Langtao.

When Lang Tao met the No. 4 scavenger of the Chengdu team, he did not wait for the opponent to defend people, and Lang Tao used his speed to throw off people; Lang Tao met the No. 3 left-back of the Chengdu team for the second time, Jing Mu, firmly controlled the football and moved forward bravely; Lang Tao met No. 2 right-back Si Ye three times, and jumped up hard with the ball——

"Watch the ball!" Behind him was a group of Chengdu team players, Lang Tao chose to shoot with a header!

There is also skill in heading the goal, and you need to jump extremely high to have a chance to "head" a strong spin -

The football is spinning at high speed towards the goal of the Chengdu team!

Jia Lin, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Chengdu team, jumped desperately, stretched out his palm with difficulty, and slapped the ball with all his might!

Luckily, Djarin slapped the football flying!

"It's not over yet!" Jiang Bisheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Beijing team, ran wildly, rushed to the football, and shot hard!

The football crossed a beautiful arc and flew towards the goal of the Chengdu team.

The No. 1 goalkeeper of the Chengdu team, Jia Lin, had just stood up, and he was busy flying to save the ball-

The football was saved by Jalin!

But Djarin fell hard, and the ball slipped out of his fingers, bouncing and rolling.

A figure rushed in and kicked the ball in.

It's Langtao!

At the same time, the referee also blew the whistle to signal that the goal was valid!

The points panel of the Bird's Nest Stadium has finally changed, and it has become Beijing team VS Chengdu team - 1:0!

"Nice touch-up!" Football commentator Qingfeng said with a smile, "The Chengdu team should really be heartbroken, obviously they can keep this point, but they are being made up by the other side - I want to say: The captain of the Beijing team, good!"

The Beijing team cheered passionately: "The captain is great!" "I have a hunch that we will win this semi-final!" "Do you still need to talk about it? - I also think that if we can win, the key is to win a few points! "It's good to have Senior Xue here! I feel like our team is on the hook! We won't lose points for sure! "Yes! There is a senior Xue, and the guards are not needed! "Behind your ears? Didn't you hear what Senior Xue just said? ”……

Compared with the turmoil of the Beijing team, the Chengdu team is much colder - under the leadership of Lin Qingyu, the Chengdu team is calm even if it is one point behind, and clenched his fists and said: "We want to get back one point!" ”

No one cared how difficult it was to take a point from Xue Lin's hands.

"Toot-" The referee motioned for both sides to continue playing.

This time, the Chengdu team launched the momentum.

"Chengdu team's No. 9 shadow striker Wu Zhange took the ball straight to the outside of the Beijing team's penalty area! Wu Zhan Ge shoots - oops! Didn't work out! was blocked by Xue Lin, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Beijing team!"

"Chengdu team's No. 11 right winger Xiangshan took the ball into the penalty area of the Beijing team! Xiangshan shoots - oops! It didn't work out again! was blocked by Xue Lin, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Beijing team!"

"Wu Zhange, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Chengdu team, shot the goal and was photographed by Xue Lin, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Beijing team - no, Wu Zhange is a pass, not a shot! Wu Zhange passed the ball to the captain No. 8 left forward Ren Qian, and Ren Qian shot - it's not right, Ren Qian is also a pass, not a shot! Xue Linbai, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Beijing team, twisted and he had just moved from the left goal to the right goal...... Ren Qian passed the ball, but the pass was not successful, and was stopped by Duanmulu, the No. 2 right-back of the Beijing team - Xue Lin gave Duanmulu a thumbs up!"

"Lin Qingyu, the No. 10 central midfielder of the Chengdu team, is in the penalty area * of the Beijing team, and the defenders of the Beijing team are not on the field! - It's a pity that Lin Qingyu committed an offside tactic!"

The football commentator Qingming faithfully followed the report and was high-spirited.

…… Next, Lin Qingyu planned several offensive routes, but was stopped by Xue Lin!

Xue Lin once again proved to everyone: Zero God is worthy of being Zero God!

Xue Lin slapped his face with his strength.

Lang Tao felt sorry for each other.

Time is whistling, and the first half of the Beijing team VS Chengdu team is about to end -

Five minutes to go until the end of the first half!

At this time, the Lang family.

Lang's father sighed, and wanted to go to the neighbor's house to play mahjong, but suddenly remembered that his son called him yesterday and asked him to watch sports channel TV - shrugged, Lang's father decided to take a look before going out, so as not to forget to go home after playing mahjong!

So, when the sports channel was displayed in front of Langtao's eyes, he listened to the football commentator on TV say loudly:

"Beijing team's No. 10 forward Lang Tao is good! is worthy of being the captain of the Beijing team, although his ball skills are average, but the number of ball possession is one of the best! The action centered on him was perfectly resolved, leading the Beijing team to score one goal and break the draw! ……」

Lang's father looked fixedly at someone who flashed by on the TV, completely dumbfounded.

- That's not ...... His son?!

Father Lang thinks he's old—

People are dazzled!