Although there were few spectators in the huge stadium, it did not hinder Langtao's enthusiasm for the game.

Taking a deep breath, Lang Tao looked around at his teammates: after these days of running-in, it is time to show the results, and he must surprise the group of positive teams opposite.

Forward Yang Le, Qi Feiyi, and Xiao Yu received Lang Tao's gaze and nodded clearly.

As soon as the whistle blew, the referee and coach Ru signaled that the match had begun.

Serve by Yang Le.

Yang Le trotted forward, suddenly kicked the ball back, and kicked it to Lang Tao.

After that, Yang Le ran like crazy and went straight to the opponent's penalty area.

Yang Le's movements were simply not too obvious, and Wu Zejun, the captain of the Zhengxuan team, the No. 11 left forward, squinted his eyes and immediately instructed: "Yang Yan, you go and defend him." I saw that the defender No. 3 of the Zhengxuan team ran to Yang Le expressionlessly, regardless of whether there was a football or not, he stared at Yang Le wholeheartedly - wherever Yang Le went, Yang Yan followed, he really had no "opinion", but he listened to Wu Zejun's command.

Yang Le was not annoyed, he scurried around indifferently, slipped away to play with the senior guard, and provoked in a low voice: "Are you a dog?" "But the senior Yang Yan was meticulous, unangry, and willingly slipped away.

At the same time, Lang Tao slowly dribbled the ball, pretending to partner with midfielder Jiang Bisheng, and passed the ball into the midfield of the selected teams.

Hao Zejun rushed to the midfield of the freshman team alone.

The main selection team is very face-saving: midfielders No. 6 Liu Si, No. 7 Lu Lian and No. 8 Yao Qian rushed to grab the ball.

Lang Tao calculated their distance, and suddenly kicked hard - the football drew a perfect rainbow route, with a strong wind speed over the midfield, outside the penalty area and inside the penalty area, straight to the goal!

Lin Xuecheng, the goalkeeper of the Zhengxuan team, thought about it: It is impossible to shoot from the midfield. Lin Xuecheng looked left and right, but he didn't see anyone mending the knife - the opponent's striker was only one person, and he was already guarded by Yang Yan, which made no sense......

Just thinking about it, when the lightning was shining, the football drilled into the goal of the Zhengxuan team at a lightning speed!

"Entered!" Lang Tao clenched his fist: The raid was successful!

"Awesome!" The freshmen gave a thumbs up.

Positive selection team: "......" is too careless! Underestimate the enemy!

"Congratulations to the freshman team, who scored first in the opening thirty seconds – by the way: the speed of the score was also a record-breaking first for the Bird's Nest Stadium scoring record!" In the studio, football commentator Zhu Mingrui was well-dressed, holding a microphone, and sounded at the right time, "Let's review how the freshman team scored: first, the striker of the freshman team, Yang Le, rushed to the opposing camp and created a surprise illusion for the opponent......

Let's go, let's go.

Along with Zhu Mingrui's narration, the huge wide screen on the Bird's Nest Stadium also simultaneously replayed the scene of the freshman team scoring a goal, and the picture dominated by Lang Tao dominated, which suddenly made Lang Tao on the court blush slightly.

Like a star player, it is proud and shy.

After the playback, the huge widescreen also showed the scores of the two teams empathetically-

"Freshman team VS regular team

1：0」

The style of a professional ball game is woody!

in the audience.

The handsome audience touched their chins and said happily: "The freshman team has to compete first?" What an accident~"

"Even if I scored, I didn't see Apple's bitter face!" The man who was like a fire was very dissatisfied.

"Is it careless, but also to release water?" The handsome guy who looked like Sven looked at a certain captain nearby, "Team Xue, what do you think?" ”

"Read on and you'll see." Xue Lin came alone, still as before, speaking concisely, but he complained frantically in his heart: Wow ~ The goalkeeper of the Beijing team is still so scummy? Not at all as good as me! I haven't seen you for so long, and my weaknesses have not been corrected, so why can't I be stronger? ……

"Freshman team, come on! Freshman team, well done! ...... "As the captain of the cheerleading team, Liu Yun was very happy that the freshman team scored the first goal, and clapped his hands very dutifully, and the beautiful girls behind him also unexpectedly cooperated, and came to a live dance without jerkiness, following Qi Yun's "come on" beat, as if it had its own BGM aura, and the dance was called regular, which was particularly pleasing to the eye!

The sophomore teams seem to have been cured of their aesthetics again, and they are all boiling with wolf blood and urgently need to vent.

It seems that the cheerleaders are doing their job quite well.

"You're doing a good job." Wu Zejun raised his eyebrows, and changed his Shura face in seconds, his eyes were full of cruelty, "Next, we won't show mercy to our subordinates - you have to be ready!" ”

It's as if you've been showing mercy all along.

The freshman team wanted to scoff, but when they met Wu Zejun's eyes, they couldn't help but shudder.

Wow~ What a terrible look!

The whistle blows, the two teams return to their positions, and the game continues.

In this game, the main selection team kicks off.

"Courtesy is still exchanged." The football was tightly pressed by Wu Zejun, the captain and striker of the main selection team, No. 11, with his feet, and Wu Zejun hooked his little thumb to the freshman team, "Give you a chance, come and grab the ball, I don't pass the ball." ”

Most of the players in the freshman team were stunned: Wu Zejun, who is usually bright and enthusiastic, changed his face, and removed the face of a gentle senior, and he was as domineering as he wanted at this time - but this arrogant appearance, what kind of villain temperament is alive? Have to...... Extinguish his arrogance!

The strikers of the freshman team were furious, and in response to Wu Zejun's provocation, they rushed forward in unison to grab the ball.

Wu Zejun was proud of the three, he really didn't pass the ball, but rushed with the ball.

The strikers of the freshman team couldn't brake and hit Wu Zejun one after another - but instead of knocking people down, they were knocked down!

So, the ball didn't grab either!

Lang Tao frowned, staring at Wu Zejun who was dribbling, and before he could act, he saw Wu Zejun passing by him like a gust of wind! Jiang Bisheng didn't have time to think about it, and subconsciously chased after Wu Zejun, wanting to take advantage of the moment Wu Zejun left the ball to intercept the ball, but he couldn't find a good opportunity. Jia Jia was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, and there was only one thought in his head: so fast! It's so fierce! I can't grab it!

I have to say that Wu Zejun's fierce style of play shocked the rookies of the freshman team.

Even Jiang Bisheng was affected and failed to catch up with Wu Zejun.

Exhaling heavily, Jiang Bisheng stopped, helplessly looking at Wu Zejun's figure running farther and farther.

The three midfielders of the selected team followed unhurriedly.

However, even if the midfielders No. 5 Wang Sicheng, No. 6 Liu Si and No. 7 Lu Lian of the Zhengxuan team assisted in the back, Wu Zejun still did not pass the ball, held his body like a thousand enemies, and rushed into the penalty area of the freshman team in one go.

The guards of the freshman team, Zhang Tianhua and Li Fengnan, cowered and did not dare to intercept, Zhou Hua quickly compared the strength of himself and the captain of Zhengxuan, and decisively gave up the battle, only Duanmu Lu ran stupidly to block people.

Duanmu Lu is very tall and burly, blocking Wu Zejun's eyes, like a city wall.

Wu Zejun didn't want to think about it, relying on Duanmu Lu's ball skills to be rougher than him, and kicked the ball from under Duanmu Lu's crotch. Duanmu Green was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head to look for the ball, but saw Wu Zejun chasing the ball and running.

When Lang Tao saw that the frenzied defense of the whole line had collapsed, he shouted: "All back to defense!" At this time, I went backwards and wanted to chase Wu Zejun, but it was too late.

"I'm going to keep it!" Lin Ruojin glared at Wu Zejun fiercely, and was fiercely courageous.

Soon, Wu Zejun rushed to the goal and shot hard without hesitation.

The football flew straight and straight overhead, hitting the cheeks of Lin Ruojin, the goalkeeper of the first team of the university!

This was a surprise to everyone.

Lin Ruojin, who was hit in the cheek by the ball, only felt that a fist smashed into him hard, causing him to have a pain in the face, a numb head, and a black vision - involuntarily, Lin Ruojin fell backwards, and the football also jumped forward happily.

Just jumped into the goal!

"Toot-toot-" Coach Ru, who was running on the sidelines of the pitch, whistled to signal that the goal was valid!

Freshman Team VS Regular Team - 1:1!

The selected teams cheered calmly, more calmly, and Wu Zejun also said casually: "It's only one point, and the game has just begun!" The implication is that you want more points?!

The freshman team was angry and unconvinced, and shouted: "Yes, the game has just begun, and it is not certain who will lose and who will win!" After the call, I remembered that the goalkeeper Lin Ruojin was still lying on the ground!

"Lin Qiaoji, are you okay?" The tallest Duanmu Green picked up Lin Ruojin and didn't miss the slightest opportunity to try to get into the goalkeeper's position, "Do you want to change it with me?" Let me be a goalkeeper? ”

"No!" Lin Ruojin, who covered his eyes, flatly refused.

"Are you alright?" Lang Tao and the others ran over.

"It's fine." Lin Ruojin gritted his teeth and replied.

Is it really okay? The freshman teams looked at each other: something must be wrong, right? Otherwise, why cover your eyes?

Lin Ruojin put down his hand angrily, and everyone saw that Lin Ruojin's two eyes were dark and blue, like a giant panda - ah no, the giant panda is too cute and rare, and it is not suitable for Lin Ruojin at all! Lin Ruojin's short and thin appearance should be called a black chicken.

Since the freshman team did not have substitute players, Lin Ruojin could only stick to his post with an injury.

During this period, football commentator Zhu Mingrui also made a simple report and live replay like the freshman team's goal.

The match continues.

It was the freshman team's turn, and Yang Le kicked off.

Yang Le dribbled the ball, wanted to try to pass people, but did not pass.

After running for more than ten steps, I saw Wang Sicheng, the No. 5 of the Zhengxuan team, running. Yang Le snorted lightly, deftly bypassed Wang Sicheng, and wanted to run with the ball, but was cut off by Wang Sicheng's sudden tackle. The football rolled and rolled to Qi Feiyi's feet. Qi Feiyi dribbled and ran for a while, habitually passing to Lang Tao.

Lang Tao was stunned, took a few steps forward, and passed the ball back to Qi Feiyi. After Qi Feiyi received the ball, he passed it to Xiao Yu, and Xiao Yu passed it to Lang Tao, who was full of black lines and couldn't help but say: "I'm not a striker." Then he passed the ball to Xiao Yu again. Xiao Yu's face was hot, and it was passed to Qi Feiyi, and Qi Feiyi was passed to Yang Le.

Yang Le thought that he had gotten rid of Wang Sicheng, and he had just received the football, but he saw that Wang Sicheng was ghostly again.

Yang Le accelerated, wanting to get rid of Wang Sicheng by speed. Unexpectedly, Wang Sicheng's speed was not slow, and he chased Yang Le. Yang Le had no choice but to pass it to Qi Feiyi, but he didn't want Qi Feiyi to be snatched away by Wu Zejun, the captain of the main selection team, as soon as he received the ball.

Qi Feiyi's body was unstable and he almost fell.

But there was no foul.

"It's useless." Yang Le frowned, a little dissatisfied with Qi Feiyi.

"You're going to be useless with my marking skills." Wang Sicheng, who was guarding Yang Le's side, predicted with a smile. Yang Le turned his head to look at Wang Sicheng, feeling that his smile was like a fox, which made people very uncomfortable.

Yang Le doesn't believe in evil, just wait until the next time he gets the ball, and then give Wang Sicheng a little color to see.

Wu Zejun, who got the football, was like a demon king descending, so terrifying that he couldn't stop it. Xiao Yu finally mustered up the courage to raise his feet to tackle the ball, but he was empty; Qi Feiyi grabbed the ball in a panic, but fell in front of Wu Zejun. Jiang Bisheng came forward and vowed to win the ball, but saw Wu Zejun pass the ball away and run wildly with an empty ball.

The ball is passed to No. 8 Yao Qian of the Zhengxuan team.

Xiao Yu approached Yao Qian and immediately got up to grab the ball. But he saw that Yao Qian's ball skills were not inferior to Jiang Bisheng: he raised the football, used his head, and then bypassed Xiao Yu, volleyed a pass, and passed to No. 6 Liu Si.

Liu Si is good at passing, non-stop, and kicks to Wu Zejun, who is running wildly.

Wu Zejun has not yet broken into the penalty area of the freshman team.

The guards of the freshman team rushed to stop Wu Zejun one after another.

Without squinting, Wu Zejun raised his foot and kicked, like a pass-

However, the football was full of sharpness and smashed straight towards Lin Ruojin's face.

With the experience of the last time, Lin Ruojin slapped the football with his hand.

The football was slapped away, the ground bounced up, and the No. 7 Lu Lian of the main selection team quietly made up the shot!

Lin Ruojin reacted, but his body did not listen to the call and failed to save the football goal.

"Tut-tut-" The whistle blows, and the freshman team VS the main team - 1:2!

The main selection team overtook the freshman team!

The selected teams cheered again, football commentator Zhu Mingrui reported the replay again, and the freshman team silently looked at the football in the goal and said unadmittedly: "We still have a chance!" ”

"Opportunity? Didn't I already say that we wouldn't show mercy? You don't have a chance. Wu Zejun turned on the taunt skill and vowed to carry out the hatred value to the end.

Next, as Wu Zejun said, they will not show mercy.

Freshman team starts.

Yang Le took the ball and wanted to break the deadlock, but he saw No. 5 Wang Sicheng of the Zhengxuan team running to stare at him.

Yang Le rolled his eyes, deftly bypassed Wang Sicheng, and when he wanted to run with the ball, he was entangled by Wang Sicheng - there is a person following him, and his actions will always be restricted by him, and he is extremely unfree!

Helplessly, Yang Le had no choice but to pass the ball to Qi Feiyi.

Qi Feiyi just got the ball, met Wu Zejun head-on, and just wanted to pass the ball, but was robbed of the opportunity by the opponent - both feet touched the football at the same time, and saw the football fly out with a "whoosh"!

Wu Zejun was fine, accelerating to chase the ball. Qi Feiyi was miserable, only to feel that his right toe was violently kicked, the pain was numb, and cold sweat broke out - it's really weird! Obviously separated by football, why ......

Qi Feiyi is an honest man, and he couldn't bear to chase the ball when he was injured, and he didn't cry and howl, accusing Wu Zejun of fouling.

The football was first grabbed by Xiao Yu, the striker of the freshman team.

Xiao Yu wanted to pass back, but he couldn't fight the siege of the Zhengxuan team - Xiao Yu was attacked by three strikers of the Zhengxuan team, and was robbed of the ball in less than five seconds, and returned to Wu Zejun's feet as a matter of course.

Then, the main selection team seemed to have a hexagram, and it was extremely ferocious: all kinds of trick passes teased the rookies of the big one team, brutally ravaged them again and again, and scored another goal.

The huge widescreen at the Bird's Nest Stadium glaringly displayed -

"Freshman team VS regular team

1：3」

The first half is not even halfway through!

The freshman teams who were two goals behind were a little discouraged and couldn't say anything like cheering anymore.

After that, the freshman teams fell into a difficult passive defense: left forward Yang Le was completely hidden by the opponent's No. 5 free striker Wang Sicheng and played no role; Right forward Qi Feiyi was temporarily injured, and center forward Xiao Yu was mediocre and did not make mistakes, but unfortunately he couldn't touch the ball, as if he was isolated; Midfielder Jia Jia became a mural and ignored it directly, Lang Tao and Jiang Bisheng could hold on for a while, but it was pitiful to stand alone; The defenders are all kinds of unreliable, and goalkeeper Lin Ruojin also suffered a facial injury......

"Whoosh-"

The football kicked by Wu Zejun was like a sharp arrow off the string, and it plunged headlong into the goal of the freshman team.

The score is 1:6!

The freshman team is five points behind the main team!

Lang Tao was sweating profusely and panting violently - people with such physical strength like him were too tired, not to mention the other rookies on the freshman team, the injuries and the loss of strength could not be more miserable!

The freshmen look up to the selected team: Is this the strength of the selected players? It's so strong! It's like a big mountain, and you can't move it!

Lin Ruojin fell to the ground, his face full of pain, and he looked decadent that he never wanted to get up again.

Duanmu Green shrunk his neck: Wu Zejun was so fierce, he scored three of the six goals and scored a hat trick - so scared that he didn't dare to think about the goalkeeper position anymore...... It's not something that a mortal can do!

Silently glanced at Zhou Hua, who was a relative, Duanmu Green was extremely grateful to him: If it weren't for his suggestion, standing in the position of the goalkeeper, it would be him Duanmu Green - to be poured six balls, who will this be left to, who can stand it?! Especially for Lin Ruojin, who requires himself to reach the level of a talented goalkeeper, being shot six goals is simply a shame in his football history! Shame on the shame!

One goal for a talented goalkeeper is enough to live or die, let alone six!

You see, Lin is weak and the chickens are deflated.

Lin Ruojin's mood is so miserable that everyone can feel it without asking.

It's five points behind! How is this going to be played? - It's not basketball, you can score three points with just one shot!

All of a sudden, the freshman team was like a deflated ball that could no longer be puffed up.

Liu Yun of the cheerleading team and his beautiful girls tried their best to cheer up, but they couldn't save the confidence of the freshman team.

As the first half approached, the freshman teams were in a daze and didn't know how to play.

The whistle sounded one after another, and everyone was grinding, hoping that the first half of the game would end soon.

The regular selection team seemed to know the mood of the freshman team, and instead of rushing to kill everything, they slowed down.

With a feeling of loss, the freshman team VS the main selection team ended the first half with a huge gap of 1:6.

in the audience.

"Tsk~ It's so miserable." The handsome guy who looks like Sven has a miserable face, "Zhengxuan teamed up to abuse the rookie, and he didn't give him a way to live, even if there were young eagles in the rookie, he couldn't stand such a toss." ”

"yes, it's miserable." The face of the young man with a fiery personality was terrifying, "Just watching Apple kill all directions, when will he let me see the bitter face?!" ”

"......" Xue Lin sighed, silently moved his position, and quietly moved away from them, as a gesture: He didn't know their group of black-hearted people at all!