"Hello everyone, I'm Zhu Mingrui, from Beijing University of Sport, I'm glad that I can explain the district football final! Ha~ I believe that the audience is as excited as I am, looking forward to who is the final district football champion!" In the broadcast studio, Zhu Mingrui held the microphone, rarely revealing a hint of playfulness, "First of all, let me briefly introduce the specific situation of the two teams as usual: The starters of the football team of Beijing Institute of Sport are: No. 1 goalkeeper Lin Ruojin, No. 2 right back Duan Mulu, No. 3 left back Yang Yan, No. 4 scavenger Yang Zihua, No. 23 free forward Liu Long, No. 14 left forward Yang Le, No. 15 right forward Qi Feiyi, No. 10 forward Lang Tao, No. 7 sudden forward central defender Qiao Fei, No. 9 shadow forward Jiang Bisheng, No. 11 left forward Wu Zejun! The formation is 4-4-2!"

"Yo~ The Beijing team has changed a few players! No. 23 free striker Liu Long is in the back, No. 10 forward Lang Tao is in the middle, and No. 14 left midfielder Yang Le is also in the back, all three of them have the advantage of attacking and can turn defense into attack at any time, and it seems that the arrangement of the Beijing coach is worth savoring." No matter how lively the audience in the audience is, they can't cover the football commentator Zhu Mingrui seriously introduced, "The starters of the football team of Dongcheng Sports Institute are No. 1 goalkeeper Ju Chufeng, No. 2 right-back Li Ju, No. 3 left-back Xue Wang, No. 4 central defender Qiang Su, No. 5 free forward Feng Hou, No. 6 left forward Guo Yue, No. 7 right forward Zhao Ji, No. 8 central midfielder Bai Xinxiu, No. 9 forward Gong Gongsheng, No. 10 right winger Jin Yun, No. 11 left winger Qi Rocket! The formation is 4-3-3! I heard that the Dongcheng team's ball skills are very rough and the style of play is very strong, and I hope the Beijing team will be more careful......

West Side Stadium.

As the captain of the Beijing team, Lang Tao was sensitive to the hostility of the opponent's entire team after the handover with the opponent. Raising his eyebrows, Lang Tao thought about the hints of football commentator Zhu Mingrui, and silently raised his vigilance - this is the last game of the district football match, and it must be played beautifully and safely!

He didn't want to get hurt, let alone get injured, and he won the game tenaciously!

…… There can be no cliff of vulgar wounded terriers!

The two teams stand on their own feet, and the Beijing team serves.

The referee whistled and signaled the start of the final -

The football was buckled at the feet of No. 11 left striker Wu Zejun.

Wu Zejun dribbled and went straight to the midfield of the Dongcheng team. But I saw that Jin Yun, the No. 10 right winger of the Dongcheng team, and Qi Rocket, the No. 11 left winger, coincidentally blocked Wu Zejun!

The two striker players of the Dongcheng team blocked with their bodies, and Wu Zejun hit them with his body as usual - surprisingly, Wu Zejun didn't crash away!

Wu Zejun staggered two steps away from the football, and saw that the football was immediately hooked by Jin Yun, the No. 10 right winger of the Dongcheng team. Jin Yun kicked back and kicked to Gong Gongsheng, the No. 9 striker of the Dongcheng team, who dribbled and ran fast.

In the blink of an eye, Dongcheng's No. 9 striker Gong Gongsheng rushed into the midfield of the Beijing team!

The Beijing team's No. 15 right forward Qi Feiyi, No. 7 sudden forward Qiao Fei and No. 9 shadow striker Jiang Bisheng tried to semi-surround Gong Gongsheng and avenge Wu Zejun by the way!

Dongcheng's No. 9 striker Gong Gongsheng did not advance but retreated, and passed the football to Bai Xinxiu, the No. 8 central midfielder. Bai Xinxiu stepped forward, kicked the ball into the outside of the Beijing team's penalty area.

Beijing's No. 2 right-back Duanmu Lu ran towards the ball and kicked it vigorously, kicking the ball outside the Dongcheng team's penalty area!

Seeing this, Xue Wang, the No. 3 left back of the Dongcheng team, ran to the football, kicked hard, quickly cleared the siege, and kicked the ball to the midfield of the Beijing team - the midfielder of the Beijing team has the captain of the Dongcheng team!

Gong Gongsheng, the captain of the Dongcheng team, was stealing the ball by Langtao, the No. 10 forward of the Beijing team, before he received the ball! Then, Lang Tao dribbled, beckoned to the forwards, and slowly pushed forward-

But seeing Lang Tao with the ball, the forwards of the Dongcheng team lit up, and without saying a word, they rushed towards Lang Tao in unison.

Lang Tao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly passed the ball away before the other party rushed over.

However, in addition to Dongcheng's No. 9 striker Gong Gongsheng, Dongcheng's No. 10 right winger Jin Yun and No. 11 left winger Qi Rocket still did not stop rushing towards him, and finally-

Dongcheng's No. 10 right winger Jin Yun and No. 11 left winger Qi Rocket fiercely pounced on Langtao!

Lang Tao was vigorously pushed down, and his head was planted on the ground, and the back of his head was numb in pain-

it! What's the situation?!

After a long time of dazing, Lang Tao relieved himself, and he heard the noise around him.

In the blink of an eye, Lang Tao heard Wu Zejun of the Beijing team say angrily: "The Dongcheng team fouled!" ”

Jin Yun of the Dongcheng team apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......"

Wu Zejun said angrily: "The Dongcheng team fouled!" ”

Qi Rocket, the No. 11 left winger of the Dongcheng team, said unhappily: "We really didn't mean to! ”

Wu Zejun said: "The Dongcheng team fouls!" ”

Qi Rocket shook his face and said, "I said it wasn't intentional, why do you keep holding on to it?!" ”

"Sigh~ Didn't you mean to?" Jiang Bisheng scolded, "Our captain obviously passed the ball away, and you still rushed towards him, do you want to hurt our captain?!" - Referee, foul by the East Side team! ”

The referee thought for a moment and only punished Dongcheng's No. 10 right winger Jin Yun and No. 11 left winger Qi Rocket each with one yellow card.

Jiang Bisheng was so angry that he trembled: In these years, does the referee lack a heart? ! Just give a yellow card?!

I want to take a penalty kick, dear!

Jiang Bisheng held back for a while, but couldn't hold back, and just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Lang Tao: "I'm fine." ”

"Captain-" Jiang Bisheng and the others hurriedly helped Lang Tao up, and said bitterly, "The people of the Dongcheng team are too much, and they are clearly fouled...... but privately they gave Lang Tao a thumbs up in line: Captain, your acting skills are so good, even I was almost fooled by you! As soon as you fell, I quarreled with the East Side team, but unfortunately the referee was biased and didn't give our team a chance to take a penalty!

Lang Tao smiled slightly wryly, noncommittal, so as not to worry his teammates.

Now Lang Tao is sure: the other party wants to cripple him.

Rubbing the back of his head, Lang Tao was slightly glad: fortunately it was not hurt.

The match continued, and the Beijing team served.

The football buckled at Jiang Bisheng's feet.

Jiang Bisheng pursed his lips and took the ball straight to Gong Gongsheng, the No. 9 striker of the Dongcheng team.

Jiang Bisheng wants to single out Gong Gongsheng!

The two teams couldn't help but say to themselves.

Gong Gongshengna, the No. 9 striker of the Dongcheng team, squinted his eyes, and proudly responded to Jiang Bisheng's battle letter, and ran to Jiang Bisheng with the ball.

The forwards of both teams are behind each other, waiting for one side to defeat and be ready to support them.

saw Jiang Bisheng rushing in front of Gong Gongsheng, his figure flashed, as if he was about to go around to his left. Gong Gongsheng also reacted quickly, and immediately moved to the left, blocking Jiang Bisheng's way. His eyes flashed, and seeing Gong Gongsheng move to the left, Jiang Bisheng twisted to the right like lightning and broke through from Gong Gongsheng's side.

Gong Gongsheng was not to be outdone, and when Jiang Bisheng took a big step after throwing him off, he quickly shoveled the ball and shoveled the football away!

The two groups of people rushed towards the football, and you fought for the ground.

As a result of the scuffle, no one grabbed the ball.

The ball was kicked by everyone again.

However, when the football jumped up and down and was about to qualify, it was intercepted by a figure.

That figure is the captain of the Beijing team, Lang Tao.

As soon as they saw Langtao get the ball, the eyes of the Dongcheng players were on fire, whether they were defenders, forwards or central defenders, they all ran towards Langtao, gritting their teeth, hating and hating, and they didn't know whether to win the ball or kick people!

Lang Tao wittily kicked the ball away and walked to the No. 15 right midfielder Qi Feiyi, so as not to pull hatred again.

However, the defenders and central defenders of the Dongcheng team returned to their positions one after another, but the two major forwards of the Dongcheng team still ran towards him.

I bought a watch last year! Lang Tao ran towards the rear with black lines on his head, so that he wouldn't be bullied by them stupidly!

As a result, there was a hilarious picture on the field: most of the players were once again in a state of scramble for the ball and Lang Tao went to the back of the home team, and Dongcheng's No. 10 right winger Jin Yun and No. 11 left winger Qi Rocket chased closely and followed them to the outside of the Beijing team's penalty area.

Lang Tao rolled his eyes and decided to teach them a little lesson-

Lang Tao controlled the distance between the two sides, ran towards Duanmu Lu, turned sharply, and dodged behind Duanmu Lu.

Dongcheng's No. 10 right winger Jin Yun and No. 11 left winger Qi couldn't brake and both collided with Duanmu Green.

They didn't knock Duanmu Green down, but they stumbled.

Duanmu Lu lowered his head and looked at Jin Yun and Qi Rocket with a downward attitude, his eyes full of fierceness.

Jin Yun and Qi Rocket hurriedly got up and hid to the side, not daring to make trouble.

Woo wow wow - the coach didn't tell them that there was such a god in the Beijing team!

Lang Tao almost laughed out loud: Duanmu Lu, you are too powerful, the special training is not in vain!

On the other hand –

Qi Feiyi, the No. 15 right forward of the Beijing team, was in dire straits after getting the ball - seeing Qi Feiyi, a rookie of the Beijing team, get the ball, the midfielders of the Dongcheng team unceremoniously stepped forward to steal. Qi Feiyi didn't dare to fight with them, so he had to pass the ball again to Liu Long, the No. 23 free striker.

Liu Long is a free avant-garde, as long as he wants to, he can attack and defend at any time.

After Liu Long received the ball, he ran forward wildly, trying to open a breakthrough, but then he didn't win.

Liu Long's speed is good, but he can't sigh faster than the defenders of the Dongcheng team - just stepped into the penalty area of the Dongcheng team, Liu Long was treated brutally by the opponent: the No. 2 right-back Li Juan of the Dongcheng team, the No. 3 left-back Xue Wang, the No. 4 central defender Qiang Su and the No. 5 free forward Feng Hou were very face-saving and surrounded Liu Long, Liu Long failed to hold on for a moment and lost the football.

The football was won by the No. 5 free striker of the East Side team.

Feng Hou made a long pass to Gong Gongsheng, the captain No. 9 striker who was stranded in the half. As soon as Gong Gongsheng received the ball, before he could turn around, Yang Le, the No. 14 left forward of the Beijing team, took the lead, made a straight tackle, and shoveled the ball near Wu Zejun.

Wu Zejun, the No. 11 left forward of the Beijing team, rushed with the ball, and encountered the players of the Dongcheng team to block him.

Lang Tao held his forehead: Senior, don't you play football with brains? Didn't you listen to the narrator? - The opponent's ball skills are very rough, the style of the ball is very strong, you can't easily hit people anymore.

Wu Zejun frowned, not hiding the anger on his face at all.

Staring at the No. 11 left winger Qi Rocket of the Dongcheng team, he trotted with the ball for a while, until he was surrounded by the Beijing team's midfielders No. 15 right forward Qi Feiyi and No. 7 sudden central defender Qiao Fei, and had no choice but to pass the ball to the captain of the Dongcheng team, No. 9 striker Gong Gongsheng, but-

The ball was stealed by Yang Le, the No. 14 left forward of the Beijing team, halfway!

Yang Le dribbled, rushed all the way forward, very arrogant, a group of teammates supported him, but he didn't plan to pass the ball to cooperate - such as Wu Zejun chasing near Yang Le and asking him for the ball, he didn't pay attention!

Finally rushing into the Dongcheng team's penalty area, Yang Le saw the Dongcheng team's No. 2 right-back Li Juan rushing to the goal, and decided to shoot with his feet - Yang Le was engrossed in the goal, not noticing the ferocity in the eyes of the opponent who was approaching him.

Yang Le kicks, touches the ball, shoots!

Li Juan stretched out his feet, kicked people, and stopped!

"Ahh

Losing balance under his feet, Yang Le fell directly to the ground.

Yang Le stretched out his hand to cover his feet, trembling in pain.

"Foul!" Lang Tao was stunned and yelled at the back of the Beijing team.

Even if the distance is too far, Lang Tao can see Yang Le fall to the ground - Yang Le will not fall to the ground for no reason, someone must have fouled and injured him!

The foul was so obvious that the referee couldn't protect it if he wanted to, so he had to blow the whistle, punish Li for a yellow card, and give the Beijing team a chance to take a penalty.

Jiang Bisheng's long-cherished penalty kick came.

Poor Beijing players, no one can be happy.

Unlike Lang Tao's "pretending to be injured", Yang Le was actually injured, and the injury was very serious - when Wu Zejun rubbed Yang Le's feet, he deliberately took off his shoes and socks, and his swollen and blue foot injuries were displayed in front of everyone, which was shocking.

At this time, Coach Ru couldn't sit still, and hurriedly recruited someone to help Yang Le down, and he had to replace new players on the field-

"Nope! I'm not going to play! Yang Le stood in embarrassment, standing still.

"Nonsense!" Coach Ru reprimanded with a straight face, "Don't believe you can hold on to the end!" If you get hurt, don't do anything, or I'll expel you from the football team! Now, you give me good care, don't think about anything, we'll win! ”

Yang Le was not qualified to call the board, so he could only leave the scene in pain.

The players of the Beijing team were concerned, and they glared at the players of the Dongcheng team with hatred and annoyance. The double stimulation of teammates' injuries and the opponent's deliberate fouls made the Beijing players furious, and Lang Tao walked calmly and spoke calmly:

"Who's going to take the penalty? A goal must be scored! ”

"Me!"

"Me!"

Jiang Bisheng and Wu Zejun shouted in unison.

Lang Tao himself would like to take a penalty, but he has to consider the team's overall wins and losses. After thinking for a long time, Lang Tao made a decision and said: "Jiang Bisheng, you will take the punishment - slaughter them!" ”

Speaking of the word "Zai", Lang Tao is murderous.

"Yes!" Jiang Bisheng replied solemnly.

After that, Jiang Bisheng took the initiative to put the football at the penalty spot and was proud of the goal of the Dongcheng team. Gong Gongsheng, the captain of the Dongcheng team, No. 9 striker, felt a chill in his heart, knowing that his teammates had made a big trouble, but he had to arrange for his teammates to stand in a row, so as not to be kicked by the opponent.

After all, their Dongcheng team has suffered a lot of losses, so they have to regain some face, right?

Jiang Bisheng snorted lightly, not caring about Gong Gongsheng's plans at all.

Keeping an eye on the football, Jiang Bisheng retreated, run, sprinted, raised his feet, and kicked hard-

The soccer ball whizzes out, arcs through the air, and drills into the goal in style!

"Entered!" Jiang Bisheng shook his head and walked away indifferently.

It's really not to say, if you don't look at Jiang Bisheng's face, just his posture is indeed applauding.

Although he is small, his foot strength is not bad, and he looks at the little boy next door, but he is actually pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"Papapa-" There was a round of applause in the audience.

For the first time, the audience clapped their hands halfway, and the players of the Beijing team were very curious and cheered.

The referee glanced at his watch: Well, five minutes until the end of the first half.