"Look~ the Beijing team has changed again!" The second half was about to begin, and after the two teams walked out of their respective lounges, commentator Zhu Mingrui saw the personnel changes of the Beijing team from the live broadcast room, "After the goalkeeper was changed from No. 12 to No. 22 in the first half, Yao Qian, the No. 8 right winger of the Beijing team in the second half, was replaced by Jia Jia, the No. 14 substitute - surprisingly, Jia Jia, like the captain of the Beijing team, is also a freshman! Let's hope that the number 14 right winger Jaja can show his style!"

As soon as the commentator Zhu Mingrui finished speaking, he heard a commotion in the audience, especially the family members of the Beijing team - "Who is that little ghost?" Looks like you've never seen it before? "Jia Jia? Substitutes? Why let the substitutes come on? Isn't that number 8 on? ……”

"Haha......" a scruffy male viewer giggled.

Many family members of the Beijing team watched him curiously. Someone asked him, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"My son is finally on the field!" The scruffy male spectator pointed straight at No. 14 on the pitch, his mouth smiling from ear to ear.

The family members and viewers of the Beijing team were stunned, smiled knowingly, and complimented: "It turns out that he is your child?" - That's good, I'm just a freshman, and I'm an official player! ”

Jingmao Stadium.

Jia Jia exhaled deeply: this was his first official ball game, and he was quite nervous.

Lang Tao patted Jia Jia and encouraged: "Don't worry, play football as usual." But in his heart, he couldn't help but recall what was abnormal when Jia Jia usually trained - after thinking about it for a long time, Lang Tao couldn't remember Jia Jia's situation: it seemed that Jia Jia's training performance was very ordinary, and he belonged to the kind that was not up or down.

Shaking his head, Lang Tao put aside his distracting thoughts, turned on his inspiration skills, and shouted: "Everyone has to give strength in the second half~ No matter what, we will fight to win the victory!" ”

"Yes~" The Beijing players responded loudly.

Two teams are in place.

The referee blew the whistle: the second half of the Beijing team VS foreign trade team - officially started!

Served by the foreign trade team.

The football was buckled at the feet of the captain of the foreign trade team, No. 10 right winger Ning Jiabao.

The players of the Beijing team stared at Ning Jiabao fiercely, and as soon as he stepped forward, they would steal his dribble and never give him a chance to attack quickly.

I saw that Ning Jiabao was not in a hurry and dribbled slowly.

Jiang Bisheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Beijing team, was very impatient and rushed forward in one step to shovel Ning Jiabao's football.

Ning Jiabao dodged, suddenly increased his speed, and rushed with his feet.

At the same time, the No. 9 striker You Jiaojiao and the No. 11 left winger Chang Xiangke of the foreign trade team also sprinted into the Beijing team's penalty area quickly! His teammates No. 6 left forward Yan Yun, No. 7 right midfielder Deng Xiaofeng and No. 8 midfielder Shui Longlong followed behind Ning Jiabao and silently supported.

Seeing Ning Jiabao rushing forward at a gallop, Jiang Bisheng also turned back to chase after him. Wu Zejun, the No. 11 left forward of the Beijing team, hesitated when he saw it, but ran in the opposite direction - outside the penalty area of the foreign trade team.

Lang Tao frowned: he didn't touch the ball much in the first half, if he froze the opponent's offensive, he would definitely be able to hit the opponent's morale - after all, the leader of the first team was deflated, and he was very faceless, right?

Just when Ning Jiabao was about to rush past Langtao, Langtao moved sideways and blocked in front of Ning Jiabao.

Under normal circumstances, most players will choose to pass back and cooperate with teammates to make a triangle pass, but Ning Jiabao does not. Ning Jiabao didn't slow down at all, and was about to hit Lang Tao, when he suddenly braked urgently, his whole body stopped, and then he straddled generously under his feet, and magically threw Lang Tao -

Just now, Ning Jiabao almost bumped into Lang Tao, which really frightened Lang Tao a lot - Lang Tao never thought that Ning Jiabao would dare to be so arrogant, and almost thought that Ning Jiabao wanted to foul! But seeing Ning Jiabao's brakes turning sharply, Lang Tao's mind was blank, almost relying on his sense of smell for steals, he subconsciously stretched out his foot and shoveled, just shoveling the ball!

…… Ning Jiabao shook off Langtao, but lost the football.

The ball rolled a few meters away and was caught by a Beijing player.

It's Jia Jia!

The transparent substitute Jia Jia grabbed the football as soon as possible, and did not try to run with the ball, but passed the ball quickly!

Passed to Jiang Bisheng.

After Jiang Bisheng easily received the ball, he turned around and ran straight towards the outside of the penalty area of the foreign trade team - but he only ran a few steps before the forward players of the foreign trade team rushed up!

Don't think about it, Jiang Bisheng hangs the long ball - don't forget that there is Wu Zejun in the restricted area of the foreign trade team!

At first glance, Wu Zejun was so excited that he ignored the great change in the faces of the defenders of the foreign trade team, jumped up suddenly, and headed the ball fiercely at the flying football-

The soccer ball spun at high speed and got into the frame of the foreign trade team!

Wu Zejun landed safely, gave a thumbs up, and announced: "One more ball!" ”

The foreign trade team looked at Wu Zejun silently, annoyed why he didn't listen to the coach's advice and stuck to the start of the game.

- Coach Meng's analysis is good: the coach of the foreign trade team does ask the players to defend in the second half: as long as they hold until the end, they can win! However, Ning Jiabao, the captain of the foreign trade team, was not happy: the best way to defend football is to attack, and there will always be loopholes in stubborn defense, who is impatient to defend until the end of the game?

It's a pity, why bother in the first place!

Because of Wu Zejun's point, the score of the Beijing team and the foreign trade team was tied.

So far, Lang Tao admires Coach Meng.

The foreign trade team is a little confused: is it to attack, or to defend? - Doesn't it have much effect? The score is tied, and if you keep it, you will win or lose with penalties?

The foreign trade team couldn't help but look at the coach on the main bench, but saw the coach with an angry face and coldly gestured: If you don't listen to the instructions, you can do it yourself!

The foreign trade team suddenly fell into an embarrassment.

"Go on the offensive." Ning Jiabao, the captain of the foreign trade team, the No. 10 right winger, gritted his teeth and said, "Since we choose to attack, don't retreat!" What does it look like to cringe?! ”

The players of the "......" foreign trade team pouted: It's a nice thing to say~ Attack, attack, they have all caught our weaknesses, what else are you talking about? - What's more, you didn't beat the other party's captain just now!

Of course, these words can only be hidden in their hearts, and they dare not accuse their captain of the same offense.

It can be said that Lang Tao's interception and Wu Zejun's goal score greatly reduced Ning Jiabao's prestige - in normal times, this kind of thing cannot happen, but this is a ball game, once the mentality is unstable, it is easy to get angry!

It is still started by the foreign trade team.

Ning Jiabao, the No. 10 right winger of the foreign trade team, had a calm face and decided to carefully play a fast attack-

Ning Jiabao dribbled the ball, No. 9 striker You Jiaojiao and No. 11 left winger Chang Xiangke ran forward as usual, followed by No. 6 left forward Yan Yun, No. 7 right forward Deng Xiaofeng and No. 8 central midfielder Shui Longlong.

A menacing look.

Lang Tao raised his eyebrows: How many people are fighting? - Who wouldn't?!

With a wave of his hand, the forward players and midfielders of the Beijing team rushed towards Ning Jiabao like soldiers charging into battle - blatantly bullying more and less!

Ning Jiabao has no problem dealing with one person, but dealing with seven people, then there is no play - no way, in the face of the crowded Beijing team, Ning Jiabao had to pass back to the No. 8 central midfielder Shui Longlong.

Wang Sicheng, the No. 5 free central midfielder of the Beijing team, chuckled lightly and followed Ning Jiabao closely, indicating that he was eyeing him.

The water dragon who received the ball raised his head, and saw that the target of the pass, Captain Ning Jiabao, was guarded! After a pause, Shui Longlong hung the ball and wanted to pass it to Chang Xiangke, the left winger of No. 11!

At this time, Chang Xiangke approached the penalty area of the Beijing team.

"Don't think!" Yang Yan, the No. 3 left-back of the Beijing team, still didn't work, but fortunately, the No. 2 right-back Duanmu Lu had sharp eyes and ran in a hurry.

The soccer ball misses and hits Duanmu Lu's head.

Fortunately, this is a header, not a foul - unfortunately, the football rebounded and did not let Duanmu Midori catch it.

But it didn't matter, Yang Zihua, the No. 4 scavenger of the Beijing team, finally came in handy, and the football flew right towards him - Yang Zihua stretched out his foot and passed the ball away lightly.

Passed to Qiao Fei, the No. 7 right midfielder of the Beijing team.

Qiao Fei stood up and aimed at the foreign trade teams that were rushing towards him from all directions, full of black lines, running away, taking the opportunity to break through, so as not to be robbed by others - poor Qiao Fei still ran a step slower, and was successfully tackled by the No. 9 striker of the foreign trade team, You Jiaojiao!

Qiao Fei staggered, too late to fight back, and watched Long Jiaojiao chase the ball.

A figure attacked, and Long Jiaojiao failed to catch up with the football - the football was passed to Langtao by a strong long pass!

It's Jia Jia again!

Qiao Fei rubbed his eyes, and his intuition was incredible: I'll be obedient~ Shibei for three days, when you look at each other?!

"Beautiful!" Lang Tao praised it, and praised Jia Jia shyly.

Lang Tao dribbled the ball and yelled: "Rush!" ”

After saying that, he rode into the dust.

The forwards of the Beijing team also chased after Langtao neatly.

Langtao's speed is extremely fast, like a gust of wind, and others can't catch up at all.

The defenders of the foreign trade team rushed towards Langtao.

Lang Tao gritted his teeth, passed the ball back, and still ran forward.

The football was grabbed by Wu Zejun, the No. 11 left forward of the Beijing team - it was supposed to be Yang Chengcheng, the No. 6 left forward, but Wu Zejun blocked in front of Yang Chengcheng and intercepted the ball.

Yang Chengcheng glared at Wu Zejun and was speechless.

- Sister's~ If it weren't for the sake of being teammates, see that I wouldn't beat you!

Liu Xi, the No. 2 right-back of the foreign trade team, and Jiang Linrong, the No. 4 central defender, saw that Langtao had no ball, so they ran to Wu Zejun, and they were overjoyed: Wu Zejun is too lonely, he doesn't pass the ball, and he is the most refreshing to go head-to-head with him - they are tall and big, and they are afraid of Wu Zejun's brute collision? !

Only Feng Jian, the No. 3 left back of the foreign trade team, flashed his eyes and defended Langtao.

I regretted that there were too few defensive players in the foreign trade team, stopped Wu Zejun, and looked at Langtao, but ignored that there were more than just the two of them in the Beijing team - Wu Zejun saw the two foreign trade team defenders blocking him, according to the past, he would definitely play a collision game with the two of them, who knows......

Wu Zejun kicked the ball lightly and kicked it to Yang Chengcheng, the No. 6 left midfielder of the Beijing team!

After receiving the ball, Yang Chengcheng was dumbfounded, and saw Wu Zejun step forward to stop the two defenders of the foreign trade team!

Wu Zejun, he passed! Wu Zejun, he passed! Wu Zejun, he passed! ……

Yang Chengcheng only felt that his brain was not enough.

"Still stunned what to do!" Wu Zejun's face turned blue with anger - is it difficult for people to understand that he passes the ball to others?! Do you want to make such a fuss?! If he misses the chance to score, don't think he'll pass the ball again!

Yang Chengcheng shuddered, raised his foot and shot-

The ball travels in a wide arc towards the upper right side of the goal.

Gu Xia, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the foreign trade team, was startled, jumped up hard, and barely reached the football-

The football was filmed out by Gu Xia!

Gu Xia breathed a sigh of relief......

- It's not over yet!

Lang Tao stared straight at the football, turned around at an accelerated pace, and hurried towards the football.

Without noticing for a while, Feng Jian, the No. 3 left back of the foreign trade team, was thrown away by Lang Tao like lightning!

- This happened too suddenly: everyone only remembered the idea of "ah ~ the ball flew ~ go grab the ball", and Langtao had completed the action of quickly grabbing the ball and shooting the goal!

The ball flew cleanly towards the right corner of the goal.

Gu Xia's reaction was completely different from Lang Tao's - Gu Xia could only symbolically stretch out a hand to pounce on the ball, and then let the football into the door!

"Overtake!" Lang Tao roared excitedly.

"Awesome!" The Beijing team cheered loudly.

is worthy of the captain, and the way to celebrate after the goal is very different: "Papapa-" In the audience, the family members and the audience took the lead in applauding, which attracted a round of applause from the surrounding area. The cheerleading girls cheered and sang in response to the occasion:

"Beijing team~You are so strong~ Win the district championship first, and then rush to the municipal competition~ Come on~ Victory~ No one can stop you~ Come on~ Victory~ Everyone has to applaud you~ We are~Your~True love fans~"

Lang Tao's heart: For some reason, I always feel that the slogan of the cheerleading team is a bit numb.

Lang Tao got goosebumps.

After the congratulations, the Beijing team was in high spirits, proud of its toes, and had a chance to win.

It is rare that the Beijing team is "conceited" - there are fifteen minutes left before the ball game, do they want to kick casually, waste the time, and then they can return to school with victory~

What the? Beware of conceding goals, you say? - Don't laugh! Do you see Zero? With him, how can he concede a goal?

The strength of the Tianshu goalkeeper reassured his teammates too much - soon, the Beijing team's defense became scum again: no matter how powerful Duanmu Green is, it is difficult to beat four hands with two fists, not to mention two pig teammates!

Pig teammate No. 1 is Yang Yan, who only listens to Wu Zejun's orders, Wu Zejun does not speak, and Yang Yan can stand like a stake until the end of the game; Pig teammate No. 2 is Yang Zihua, who looks burly and majestic, but he is a stupid fork with strong feet and hairy use? The action is delayed, and the opportunity is missed several times!

The foreign trade team, which was one goal behind, began to frantically attack quickly, and the players of the Beijing team, including Lang Tao, were all sleepwalking, and were robbed in various ways, and then ......

The foreign trade team shot many times, but they were all saved by Xue Lin, the No. 22 goalkeeper of the Beijing team!

In thirteen minutes, the foreign trade team had at least nine shots on goal!

Xue Lin's face did not change, and he complained frantically in his heart: Wow~ The teammates are too unkind~ Deliberately leaked the ball for me to pick up~ I took it twelve times, which made up all the previous gaps~

…… Who has a goalkeeper who needs to save the ball eleven times in a ball game?! Do you really think of him as a paladin? - I think he can't prevent his rough skin and thick flesh, right?!

After saving the ball, Xue Lin made a long pass to No. 2 right-back Duanmu Lu - among the three defenders of the Beijing team, Duanmu Lu is the most dedicated.

The only thing that is tangled is that Duanmu Lu's ball skills are still very rough.

Duanmu Lu passed the ball again to Yang Chengcheng, the No. 6 left midfielder of the Beijing team.

Yang Chengcheng dribbled, sleepwalked, and was unceremoniously stolen by the foreign trade team-

The game is an infinite loop in the process of "you shoot, I pounce, he passes, he is robbed, and he shoots again".

"Toot-"

When Xue Lin was almost numb from the ball, he suddenly heard a whistle from the referee.

Oh~ It turns out that the ball game is over!

Beijing team VS foreign trade team - 4:3!