At halftime.

West Side Team Lounge.

"What are you guys doing?!" The coach of the Xicheng team was furious, pointing at the noses of the Xicheng team players and scolding, "Let you guard against the captain of the Beijing team, but what about you?!" Don't talk about strict prevention, you will be beaten by the other party! It's good that you have good heads, and remember to use the secret trick 'offside', otherwise it will ......"

The coach of the West Side team is a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle, old-fashioned, and when he scolds people, all the West City players dare not squeak. A group of Xicheng players are very bitter in their hearts: the Beijing team is not only their captain, but their forwards are not weak!

But they didn't dare to say it.

Therefore, the coach of the West Side team reprimanded him like playing the piano to a cow, and a group of West City team players went in the right ear and out of the left ear, only treating him as a menopausal man, and no one listened to him seriously.

Yang Chengcheng really didn't think that in addition to Wu Zejun, there is another player in the Beijing team - the No. 9 shadow striker, whose appearance is not good, and his strength is not bad.

“…… In short, in the second half, you use more 'offside' tactics, you must defend the captain of the Beijing team, and you must make him unable to move, as long as he can't plan the attack, we have the certainty of victory! Don't forget! "The coach of the Xicheng team said it, and there is only one central meaning: to cripple Langtao!

The West City players had to nod their heads before they took time to rest.

Yang Chengcheng glanced at his coach vaguely, and was noncommittal about his request to deal with Langtao.

I really don't understand that my coach has never seen Langtao, why is he always wrong with Langtao? Could it be true......

Beijing team lounge.

"You're doing a great job." Coach Ru looked around and was personable, "The second half is like this." ”

"Yes~" The players of the Beijing team responded in unison, and they had long been accustomed to Coach Ru's behavior of not mentioning tactics at all.

Jiang Bisheng twitched his lips and couldn't help but interject: "How can they crack their 'offside tactics'?" ”

"......," Coach Confucianism said calmly, "You can do it yourself and adapt to the situation." No matter how much I say, it's just theory, not as good as your practice. ”

Lang Tao gave Coach Ru a lot of face, and smiled calmly: "Don't worry, I have a way." ”

Lang Tao said a set of plans, and the players of the Beijing team listened to it, their eyes widened, and they looked at Lang Tao with admiration.

Worthy of the captain!

West Side Stadium, in the audience.

Liu Yun and his cheerleading girls and the new cheerleaders led by Yang Fei are still cheering and shouting, so unprofessional.

A group of older spectators were a little distressed and decided: Next time it should be the district football final, right? It is definitely necessary to call more relatives and friends to come and watch, and it can be regarded as adding a little popularity to the hard work of this group of imps.

Long Youyan's face was dripping black.

The young man silently moved to the side so as not to harm the fish in the pond.

Xue Lin didn't move, and he didn't look at Long Youyan at all.

Long Youyan could only sulk alone, and scolded an incompetent coach again in his heart.

After a fifteen-minute break, the two teams returned to the court.

The second half of the district football semi-finals - begins!

Served by the West Side team.

"Up!" Yang Chengcheng dribbled, except for the goalkeeper, all the players of the Xicheng team followed closely, intending to rush into the Beijing team's penalty area again.

The forwards of the Beijing team also made corresponding measures: No. 11 left striker Wu Zejun came to gamble first, Yang Chengcheng did not want to fight him, and passed the ball to the right and passed to the No. 9 shadow striker Cheng Ze; Cheng Ze met Jiang Bisheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Beijing team, and felt defeated, and then passed to the right and passed to Niu Zhuangzhuang, the No. 10 right winger of the Xicheng team. Niu Zhuangzhuang received the ball, and when he saw Yao Qian, the No. 8 right forward of the Beijing team, stopping him, he wanted to pass him in one go.

Niu Zhuang dribbled, and when Yao Qian approached, he suddenly increased his speed and shook Yao Qian.

Even if Yao Qian was dumped, he reacted quickly and chased after Niu Zhuangzhuang.

Niu Zhuangzhuang was afraid that the ball would be snatched away, so he had to pass to the right again and pass it to Yang Pei, the No. 7 right forward of the Xicheng team, who came to fill the position.

Yang Pei received the ball and went all the way down the edge of the court.

"Stop them!" Yang Zihua, the No. 4 scavenger of the Beijing team, drank calmly.

Beijing's No. 2 right-back Duanmu Lu and No. 3 left-back Yang Yan ran to the right and tried to stop Yang Pei.

But none of them ran as fast as Yang Pei.

Yang Pei wanted to break through, but seeing that the chance was not great, he wittily kicked the ball to Duanmu Lu, the No. 2 right-back of the Beijing team.

Beijing's No. 2 right-back Duanmu Lu subconsciously pushed the ball out of the sideline with his abdomen.

"Toot-" The referee blew his whistle and motioned for the West Side team to throw a throw-in.

The ball was placed near the corner flagpole closest to where the ball went out of bounds, and the ball was thrown by Westside's No. 3 left-back Wang Li.

Wang Li is tall and big, and he has the strongest arm strength in the Xicheng team.

All the West Side players blocked in the vicinity of Wang Li, hoping to pull back a point with a header.

Not to be outdone, the players of the Beijing team stepped forward and stopped them to prevent them from winning the ball.

Wang Li stood firmly on his feet, raised the ball above his head with both arms, and threw the ball high in the air.

A group of players all jumped up for grab.

The football flew past them and slowly flew towards Ding Junyan, the No. 8 central midfielder of the Xicheng team. Ding Jun was stared at by Yao Qian, the No. 8 right forward of the Beijing team, and the two wanted to use the ball with their heads at the same time-

Yao Qian jumped higher than Ding Junyan.

Seeing that Yao Qian was the first to hit the ball, Ding Junyan remained silent and secretly tugged Yao Qian's back, making Yao Qian move.

Immediately afterwards, Ding Junyan unceremoniously headed the ball and pushed the ball down - Yang Chengcheng of the Xicheng team rushed forward and kicked vigorously!

The ball flies towards the top right of the goal.

Lin Ruojin, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Beijing team, jumped lightly, hooked his arm, and landed safely.

Lin Ruojin smiled, just wanted to throw a different handsome ball, but a small figure around the corner rushed sideways, and kicked the football hooked with his arm-

Football kicked into the goal!

"......" Lin Ruojin was dazed - he looked at the football in the goal, and then at the short man in front of him, and only after a while did he realize that the football had entered and he had lost the goal due to carelessness.

This point of the West Side team came in a thrilling and dangerous way.

And the person who ambushed Lin Ruojin's carelessness was Niu Zhuangzhuang, the right winger of the Xicheng team.

"One point!" Niu Zhuang ran with cheers, and was held down by a group of West City players.

Lin Ruojin said dumbfoundedly: "This ball, it's so embarrassing to lose." ”

"If you know, it's good." Lang Tao wiped his face: although he was a little depressed about Lin Ruojin's rashness, he didn't care about conceding a point - just when the Xicheng team was pitiful, let them get a point...... As long as they win the game, what if they get a point? He doesn't have that kind of cleanliness, and when he sees a mistake in the team, he will teach his teammates a lesson.

What's more, Lin Ruojin already knew that he was wrong.

"The game isn't over yet!" Seeing that Lin Ruojin was not playing decadent, Lang Tao patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, "Don't worry, if they get one point, we will get another three points, and we'll be angry with them!" ”

Lin Ruojin grinned and promised: "Let them shoot at goal, I will never concede another goal!" ”

The game continued, and the Beijing team started the game.

The players of both teams returned to their positions.

Wu Zejun took the ball, just wanted to run wildly, and broke the "offside tactics" of the Xicheng team, but saw that the players of the Xicheng team didn't say a word, and all rushed - not to stop him, but to enter the other half first, as long as Wu Zejun dared to step into the area of the Xicheng team, even if it was an offside foul!

"......" Wu Zejun pursed his lips, he had just jumped a few big steps, and he was very angry to see that in addition to the goalkeeper, the ten players of the Xicheng team all rushed into the area of the Beijing team, and if he went again, it would be a foul.

Wu Zejun took a deep breath, aimed at the goal in the distance, and prepared to shoot at half-time!

In the past, there were world-class stars such as David Beckham in the Premier League who shot in the middle circle, but Wu Zejun didn't believe that without the opponent's block, he would not be able to make a super long-range shot!

The soccer hula flies.

Everyone followed the trajectory of the football movement and watched it fly straight from the midfield towards the West Side goal - without any hindrance! At this time, everyone was thinking: this ball really has no fancy play, as long as it is aimed at the route, it can be easily saved.

Indeed, the football was caught by Ye Keren, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Xicheng team!

Ye Keren, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Xicheng team, strode forward and hugged the football on the line of the Xicheng team's penalty area.

Then, Ye Keren shook it vigorously and threw the ball out of the way-

The strength was insufficient, and it was not thrown into the half of the Beijing team!

West Side Players: "......"

Everyone stared at the football and jumped, rolled and rolled, rolled into the middle of the midfield of the West Side team and stopped.

West Side Players: "......"

The West Side players are messy in the wind: It's too unexpected! No one thought that this ball would not go into the Beijing team area - it means that if you want to attack the Beijing team, you must return to get the ball!

After hesitating for a moment, Cheng Ze, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Xicheng team, volunteered to retreat to the area of the Xicheng team and went to hook the ball.

At the same moment, I saw a figure follow. That figure is very good at grasping proportions: only following behind Cheng Ze, never overtaking Cheng Ze - in this way, that figure is not considered an offside foul!

That figure is the captain of the Beijing team - No. 10 forward Langtao!

Cheng Ze couldn't stop it, so he helplessly let Lang Tao follow.

When Cheng Ze dribbled and turned around, before he could pass the ball to solve the staring crisis, Lang Tao had already stretched out his foot to touch the ball farther, forcing Cheng Ze to retreat and turn around to chase the ball again - Lang Tao grasped the timing with incredible precision: at first glance, I thought that Cheng Ze deliberately leaked a flaw and let Lang Tao pick up a bargain!

Cheng Ze took more than ten steps and caught up with the ball again.

Then, Lang Tao followed the old method again, and when he turned around, he touched the ball and played.

This chase, that touch, made the two gradually return from midfield to the outside of the penalty area of the West City team.

Yang Chengcheng was expressionless and found that all the players of the West City team, including him, were just standing and watching the play.

- It's not that I don't want to go back, but if I really want to go back, the offside tactic will fail!

However, if you don't go back, the team is likely to concede again!

Yang Chengcheng is in a dilemma.

Therefore, everyone did not return to defense, hoping that Cheng Ze could win Langtao.

It's a pity that Cheng Ze is destined to disappoint the players of the West City team -

Lang Tao was patient, skillfully touching the ball while carefully looking for gaps to shoot.

Unknowingly, Cheng Ze retreated to the vicinity of the Xicheng team's penalty area.

Lang Tao's eyes flashed, and he was no longer as cautious as Fang Cai, but like a wolf and tiger, he rushed forward fiercely and broke through Cheng Ze's crotch - when Cheng Ze's intuition was wrong, Lang Tao aimed at the football and kicked it hard!

Cheng Ze was stunned by Lang Tao's actions, and he didn't dare to move, for fear that Lang Tao would accidentally kick it!

The football swooped off, and from the point of view of the West Side goalkeeper, it was like kicking a crooked shot -

However, the football is still a feint to rub the ball frame, 100% towards the right corner of the goal, in!

"Captain, you're awesome!" The players of the Beijing team gave a thumbs up.

"Don't let up! The game isn't over yet! "When it comes to serious vigilance, Lang Tao is more concerned than the Xicheng team opposite, just like the Beijing team won not 4 to 0, but 1 to 0, which can block the Xicheng team aggrieved.

The morale of the West Side team was exhausted to the end, and they couldn't cheer up anymore.

Yang Chengcheng was anxious, but he was at a loss.

When the Xicheng team kicked off again, Yang Chengcheng held the football at his feet and was at a loss.

Offside tactics seem to have been broken down by them? ……

Yang Chengcheng was stunned, did not believe in evil, and decided to try again.

"Up!" Yang Chengcheng waved his hand, and the Xicheng players rushed to the outside of the Beijing team's penalty area.

"Stop him!" Lang Tao doesn't give Yang Chengcheng the time to play offside tactics - as long as Yang Chengcheng is blocked, he is not allowed to pass the ball, and he can completely break the offside of the Xicheng team!

Obviously, Lang Tao came prepared, and Yang Chengcheng did make a mistake - he shouldn't have called his teammates to the field in advance, so that he had to pick the forwards of the Beijing team in a crowd!

The Beijing team's No. 11 left forward Wu Zejun, No. 9 shadow forward Jiang Bisheng, No. 8 right forward Yao Qian, No. 7 sudden forward central defender Qiao Fei, No. 6 left forward Qiu Baobao and No. 5 free forward Wang Sicheng plus captain No. 10 forward Lang Tao blocked Yang Chengcheng from all sides, making sure that Yang Chengcheng could not move forward!

It's so face-giving!

Seven players of the Beijing team surrounded Yang Chengcheng, which was really not too grand and face-giving, and the scene was so spectacular that the players of the Xicheng team were dumbfounded. A group of Xicheng players watched in amazement as captain Yang Chengcheng was bullied by seven Beijing team players and couldn't fight back: Yang Chengcheng could only kick the ball backwards, inch by inch and was forced to retreat, and it was a complete dream to pass the ball forward or hang high!

A group of Xicheng team players watched Yang Chengcheng being squeezed back into the Xicheng team's penalty area so silently, and then Wu Zejun waited for the opportunity to shoot-

This time, Wu Zejun scored a point as he wished - Wu Zejun's feet were too strong, and the goalkeeper of the Xicheng team couldn't catch it at all!

The Beijing players cheered in unison.

"Haha~ This method is easy to use!" Jiang Bisheng squeezed his eyes at Lang Tao, and deliberately spoke loudly to stimulate the players of the Xicheng team, "If they want to use such offside tactics again, give me a chance to shoot next time!" ”

Wang Sicheng rolled his eyes, was more cooperative, and complained: "Enough, you have scored a goal, and you are still dissatisfied?" Can you consider that I haven't scored a goal? ”

"Haha~" Jiang Bisheng laughed, "Each depends on his ability - the third point must be won by me!" ”

"You guys take it easy~" Lin Ruojin interjected weakly, "Let me save a few balls!" Give me a performance! Lest people think I'm bad at keeping the ball—"

"Be content! Anyway, you can save a few balls, but they can't even break through the midfielders, and I, the defender, are in the cold, if I don't stand and wake up, I will doze off! Duanmu Lu added unashamedly.

West Side Players: "......"

Hey~ You've all scored five points, aren't you still satisfied?!

Yang Chengcheng had a paralyzed face, only to feel that this ball game was really embarrassing.

Combat power is not on a horizontal line.

Not to mention abolishing Langtao, it is difficult to even save face.

Who can be beaten 0-5 in the semi-finals?

It's almost kicked into a sieve!

Yang Chengcheng, who needed to plan an attack for the third time with the ball, was about to cry without tears!

Help~ The Xicheng team is not the opponent of the Beijing team~ How to play this~ Online and so on~ Urgent!

Shaking his head, Yang Chengcheng said bitterly: "Don't use offside, they have already broken it." ”

"What ......?" Niu Zhuangzhuang looked at Yang Chengcheng suspiciously, and asked with his eyes: What should I do then?

"......" Yang Chengcheng didn't answer, and the dribble rushed forward.

In fact, Yang Chengcheng didn't know how to kick anymore.

The shadow of the Beijing team on Yang Chengcheng is too great, and Yang Chengcheng's heart has been clouded with a lingering shadow of defeat.

No matter how difficult he is, as the leader of the first team, Yang Chengcheng still moves forward.

Jiang Bisheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Beijing team, took the initiative to attack and ran towards Yang Chengcheng head-on.

The long run made Yang Chengcheng lose a lot of physical strength, and this time he hit one after another, and only made a symbolic pass, and was intercepted by Jiang Bisheng with an acceleration to the halfway.

Yang Chengcheng, who lost the goal, seemed to be tired, and he couldn't muster up the spirit to chase Jiang Bisheng.

Looking at the other Xicheng players, they were probably influenced by Yang Chengcheng, and they all lost their spirits.

So, Jiang Bisheng was like a fish into the sea, a dragon ascended to heaven, out of control, using the ball skill of [heel change direction], dribbling the ball past the three players of the Xicheng team, and smoothly rushed into the penalty area of the Xicheng team-

Even if Jiang Bisheng passed all the way, the forwards of the Beijing team also faithfully followed behind and supported at any time.

"The last ball!" Jiang Bisheng roared and shot with his feet!

The football crossed a sharp arc, and the Ming Dynasty flew to the right side of the goal, but finally drilled into the left side of the goal!

"Toot toot-" The referee's whistle blows, and the game is over!

Beijing Team VS Xicheng Team - 6:0!

As Lang Tao said, the Beijing team sang to the end and beat the Xicheng team 6-0!