"Hello everyone, I'm Zhu Mingrui, from Beijing University of Sport, and I'm honored to be able to explain the first game of the city's football match for our team! I will explain fairly and impartially, don't think that I will stand in line~" In the broadcast studio, football commentator Zhu Mingrui, nicknamed Zhu Zai, held a microphone and pointed out playfully and brightly, "First of all, let me briefly introduce the specific situation of the two teams: The starters of the football team of Beijing Sports Institute are: No. 1 goalkeeper Lin Ruojin, No. 2 right-back Duanmu Lu, No. 3 left-back Yang Yan, No. 4 sweeper Yang Zihua, No. 5 free midfielder Wang Sicheng, No. 6 left forward Yang Chengcheng, No. 7 right forward Qiao Fei, No. 10 forward Langtao, No. 9 shadow striker Jiang Bisheng, No. 11 left striker Wu Zejun, No. 8 right winger Yao Qian!"

"The starters of the football team of the Capital Normal Institute of Physical Education are No. 1 goalkeeper Qiu Qianshan, No. 2 right-back Zu Zhimao, No. 3 left-back Hongfeng, No. 4 central defender Jiang Huaisu, No. 5 free striker Feng An, No. 6 left midfielder Yan Heng, No. 7 right midfielder Zhao Yue, No. 8 central midfielder Bai Lu, No. 9 striker Liu Jiasheng, No. 10 right winger Lu Changtian, and No. 11 left winger Li Jinyuan." Commentator Zhu Mingrui paused for a moment and said, "The formation of the Beijing team and the formation of the Capital Normal team are the same 4-3-3, the Beijing team tends to attack, and the Capital Normal team focuses on cooperation, let's expect them to play a wonderful game - let's applaud these two teams!"

After speaking, across the broadcast room, Zhu Mingrui clapped his hands to himself.

In the audience, many viewers heard the commentator's clapping, and subconsciously applauded, and stopped consciously after patting for a long time - yo~ Which commentator is this? Pretty attractive, huh?

The voice is magnetic, which does not mean that I am handsome - if I have not met Zhu Mingrui, no one would have guessed that this person is a fat man, and it really doesn't match his voice at all!

"Beijing team ~ come on! Beijing team ~ must win! "On an obvious platform, there is a group of beautiful cheerleading girls, as the temperature drops, they wear red sportswear, like a flame, very bright.

Luo Caiyi, Qin Siyu and Yang Fei were also mixed in the cheerleading team, swaggering and dancing to cheer - Xue Lin, who was sitting on the bench, watched Yang Fei dance skillfully, particularly heroic.

Retracting his gaze, Xue Lin looked at the court steadily.

On the field, Lang Tao listened to the applause for most of the day, and silently sighed that Zhu Mingrui deserved to be a football commentator, he was really motivated, and he immediately improved after training him last time: take a look at this time, tsk~ really showed obvious influence - I hope his commentary is also like his charm, and can be on the line.

Lang Tao looked forward to it slightly, and was soon shocked by Zhu Mingrui's performance-

The first city football match of the Beijing team officially began, and the Beijing team served.

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

With a whistle from the referee, Jiang Bisheng dribbled forward.

"Ahem~" In the broadcast room, football commentator Zhu Mingrui tried to report, "Not long after Jiang Bisheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Beijing team, dribbled, Lu Changtian, the No. 10 right winger of the Capital Normal Team, and Li Jinyuan, the No. 11 left winger, rushed towards him. Jiang Bisheng passed the ball directly to Yao Qian, the No. 8 right winger of the Beijing team!"

"Yao Qian moved forward with the ball and shook off the No. 10 and No. 11 of the Capital Normal Team - no, not yet! The other party is catching up!" Football commentator Zhu Mingrui yelled, "Yao Qian is going to fight one against two, will he succeed?!"

saw Yao Qian on the court bump into Liu Jiasheng, the captain of the Capital Normal Team's No. 9 striker - Liu Jiasheng stretched out his hand and shoveled the ball away......

Yao Qian looked back and saw Liu Jiasheng kicking the ball outside the penalty area of the Beijing team!

At the same time, Lu Changtian, the No. 10 right winger of the Capital Normal Team, and Li Jinyuan, the No. 11 left winger, quickly retreated and chased the football!

"The Capital Normal Team kicked the football into the penalty area of the Beijing team, and the No. 2 right-back of the Beijing team, Duanmu Lu, rushed over, he figured out the trajectory of the football movement, and was ready to rush in front of the football and head the ball!" Football commentator Zhu Mingrui roared excitedly, as if he really saw Duanmu Green Header.

However, the football crossed a graceful arc high and approached the goal of the Beijing team!

Duanmu Lu wanted to head the ball, but he missed it!

The ball flew straight to the right corner of the Beijing team.

Lin Ruojin, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Beijing team, was quick-eyed, jumped high, and slapped the football with his hand!

The soccer ball is bouncing and rolling.

This round isn't over yet!

Lu Changtian, the No. 10 right winger of the Capital Normal Team, and Li Jinyuan, the No. 11 left winger, who are closest to the football, once again pulled their legs and ran wildly towards the football, while the defenders of the Beijing team rushed to grab the ball under Wu Zejun's angry roar of "grabbing the ball".

The two sides met quickly and fought for the ball not to be outdone.

Football swayed at the feet of both sides.

Seeing the rear of the Beijing team in a scuffle over football, Zhu Mingrui, who could see clearly from the broadcast studio with a camera, stubbornly asked: "The Beijing team obviously has a numerical advantage, and their defenders are tall and big, it is unlikely that the Capital Normal team will steal football from them, right?"

When they grabbed the ball, the No. 5 free forward Feng An, the No. 6 left forward Yan Heng, the No. 7 right forward Zhao Yue, the No. 8 central midfielder Bai Lu and the No. 9 striker Liu Jiasheng of the Capital Normal Team rushed one after another, directly using the crowd tactics and snatching the ball away!

Zhu Mingrui swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said unrelentingly: "The Beijing team was robbed of the ball, but their goalkeeper is not a dry meal - it's time to show the strength of a talented goalkeeper!"

"Liu Jiasheng, the captain of the Capital Normal Team, No. 9 striker, got the football and shot strongly - this ball is very straight, there is no curvature, it should be easy to catch!" Zhu Mingrui stared at the football "whoosh", approaching Lin Ruojin's face.

Lin Ruojin didn't have time to catch the ball with his hands, so he simply blocked the ball with his face!

The ball was blocked.

The ball hit Lin Ruojin's eyes, causing Lin Ruojin's vision to be a little dizzy.

"Stop him!" Zhu Mingrui shouted, "After Liu Jiasheng, the captain of the Capital Normal Team's No. 9 striker, kicked Lin Ruojin, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Beijing team, in the face, as if predicting that the football would rebound, and ran towards the football again!"

"Stop him!" Zhu Mingrui shouted emotionally for a while, and then he forgot that he was now a football commentator and couldn't stand in line at all. At the same time, no one could stop Liu Jiasheng.

Although Liu Jiasheng's ball skills are average, his speed is agile and he is very good at seizing opportunities to shoot.

Moreover, Liu Jiasheng's foot strength is also quite strong.

Although the dizzy Lin Ruojin made the correct response to the ball, he couldn't stop Liu Jiasheng's shot.

"Toot-" to the wonderful but piercing whistle of the Capital Normal team but to the Beijing team -

The referee signaled that the goal was valid!

In the first five minutes, the Capital Normal team took the lead to score one point!

Beijing Team VS Capital Normal Team - 0:1!

The Capital Normal team cheered happily, while the Beijing team was relatively silent.

Lang Tao clenched his fists and shouted, "Cheer up!" This is just the beginning! ”

Lin Ruojin shook his head and gritted his teeth: "It was my mistake." ”

"Watch out next time!" Lang Tao glanced at Lin Ruojin, very satisfied with his character of changing his mistakes and no longer decadent.

Even if the game only started not long ago, and the Beijing team was one point behind and there was not much loss, Lang Tao still turned on the encouragement technique and said with high morale: "Beijing team ~ will win!" We have to beat them six to everything, no one can stop us from moving forward, and in the end the champion of the city football team will be our Beijing team! ”

Only Langtao, who is the second in the blood, dares to speak out so loudly.

The Beijing team was not so much encouraged as amused, and said with a smile: "Champion!" Champion! ”

Sometimes people look forward to Langtao's "prophecy" - although the "prophecy" is not true, it can unexpectedly arouse morale and make everyone reminisce.

Seeing the opposite side not only not depressed, but calmly coping, the captain on the opposite side even exaggerated the declaration of winning the championship city football game! Liu Jiasheng, the captain of the Capital Normal team's No. 9 striker, not only did not laugh at the whimsy of the Beijing team, but said seriously: "We must not relax, we must strictly prevent them from counterattacking." ”

"Yes~" The Capital Normal Team responded one after another, "Maybe we are not as strong as them, but we cooperate better than them!" We're not going to throw in the towel! ”

Lang Tao listened, raised his eyebrows, and secretly applauded: What a united opponent.

The game continues.

Served by the Beijing team.

Football is still at the feet of No. 9 shadow striker Jiang Bisheng.

In this regard, Wu Zejun, the No. 11 left forward of the Beijing team, was quite dissatisfied.

For this reason, Jiang Bisheng almost smiled bitterly: who made Wu Xuechang's ball style rough and too lonely, if the football let him start, I am afraid that only if he is robbed of the ball, other players can get the ball - it is better to let Wu Xuechang stay near the enemy's penalty area and wait for the opportunity, so that after Wu Xuechang gets the ball, he can rush into the enemy's penalty area in one go, and he can shoot directly, and he doesn't have to worry about whether he likes to pass the ball or not.

Jiang Bisheng withstood the pressure, ignored Wu Zejun, and advanced with the ball.

Lang Tao smiled slightly, and made a series of gestures towards Jiang Bisheng, Yang Chengcheng, Yao Qian, and Wang Sicheng that only they could understand.

Wu Zejun glanced at it, snorted lightly, and rushed all the way to the right, plunging headlong into the left penalty area of the Capital Normal Team.

"Look! The Beijing team is going to make a big move!" Football commentator Zhu Mingrui reminded in time, "The captain of the Beijing team just sent a code message to his teammates, let's expect them to have some tricks to fight back?"

Jiang Bisheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Beijing team, dribbles the ball, and Liu Jiasheng, the captain of the No. 9 striker of the Capital Normal team, steals in person! Jiang Bisheng didn't want to fight with Liu Jiasheng, so he directly passed the ball back to Langtao, the No. 10 forward of the Beijing team, and then accelerated his speed and quickly surpassed Liu Jiasheng.

Is it to chase Jiang Bisheng or stop Langtao? Liu Jiasheng made a judgment and chose to block Langtao.

Lang Tao waited for Qi Jiasheng to step forward, and wittily passed the ball high and passed it to Jiang Bisheng.

In the process of passing, Liu Jiasheng wanted to jump up and stop him, but Jiang Bisheng took the lead.

Jiang Bisheng volleyed the ball and passed the ball to Wang Sicheng, the No. 5 free central midfielder of the Beijing team.

Wang Sicheng stubbornly controlled the ball and deliberately attracted the players of the Capital Normal Team to come.

When they came, they hurriedly passed it back and passed it to Lang Tao, who was filling the position perfectly.

Lang Tao hooked the ball forward, ran so chic and handsome, relying on his own speed, with a beautiful straight line, past several players of the Capital Normal team.

"Stop him!" Liu Jiasheng, the captain of the Capital Normal team, No. 9 striker, shouted and chased.

But when Langtao was about to be surrounded by many players from the Capital Normal Team, he passed the ball away.

It was passed to Yao Qian, who came to answer.

"Wow~ What did I see? - This is "cross-transposition"!" Zhu Mingrui's face was full of red light, and he finally encountered the tactics he had read in related football books, and hurriedly explained, "Cross-switching, a football tactic! In the game, in order to get rid of the opponent's defense, the offensive players switch positions left and right in the run! The most common are: the player on the left sprints to the player on the right to catch the ball, and the player on the right passes the ball and crosses to the left position! …… Just now, Jiang Bisheng of the Beijing team passed the ball to his teammate Lang Tao, Lang Tao received the ball and passed Jiang Bisheng back, Jiang Bisheng passed to Wang Sicheng on the side, and then ran to the right front to respond. Wang Sicheng passed the ball to Lang Tao, and Lang Tao passed to Jiang Bisheng—"

Zhu Mingrui wanted to exert his eloquence and explain in detail what cross transposition was, but in the end, he himself was stunned by himself. Smirking helplessly, Zhu Mingrui hurriedly ended the topic, so as not to make another foreign appearance: "...... Isn't it dizzy? In short, this is "cross-transposition"!"

In fact, Zhu Mingrui has already made a foreign appearance.

As Zhu Mingrui said, the most common cross-rotation is the coordination of "left and right rotation", but the football and the player are always in constant motion, and it is impossible to pass the ball successfully at one time. Therefore, when it comes to passing and creating chances, it is better to focus on someone and interact with each other, so as to reduce mistakes and not concede the ball.

However, even if this tactic is explained in detail, I'm afraid the audience will not be very clear.

After all, it doesn't matter. The most important thing in a football game is to shoot -

Yao Qian and Wu Zejun are not far apart.

With a fierce eye in his eyes, Wu Zejun brutally snatched Yao Qian's football, turned around and shot!

The football was like a bullet, hitting the right shoulder of Qiu Qianshan, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Capital Normal Team.

Qiu Qianshan, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Capital Normal Team, grabbed the ball very unceremoniously.

Wu Zejun lost and failed to score a goal.

"It's a shame that the goal didn't go in." Zhu Mingrui said regretfully, "It seems that the goalkeeper of the Capital Normal Team is very sensitive to straight shots? Wu Zejun, the No. 11 left striker of the Beijing team, is extremely good at shooting straight to the goal...... It seems that if you want to win a point from the Capital Normal team, you have to use curveball."

The Beijing team had pointed ears and heard the guidance of the commentator.

Next, the Beijing team launched a fierce attack, but under the commentary of the football commentator, the situation was full of problems:

Football commentator Zhu Mingrui said: "Lang Tao, the captain of the Beijing team who got the ball, No. 10 forward Langtao, hurriedly came to the right corner to shoot, and the goal must be scored!"

As a result, Lang Tao was stopped by a foul by four Capital Normal players.

Football commentator Zhu Mingrui said: "Don't be afraid of penalties! Jiang Bisheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Beijing team, is very good at kicking curveballs, as long as he touches the ball, this goal will be scored!"

As a result, Jiang Bisheng was blocked by the tall capital normal players.

Football commentator Zhu Mingrui also said: "Yao Qian ......"

…… After a few months, Zhu Mingrui's football commentary is still powerful: who is named, who is unlucky!

Lang Tao: "......"

I can't bear it, I don't have to endure it anymore!

Lang Tao suddenly made a series of gestures on the court.

The audience was confused, and so was the Capital Normal Team.

Only the Beijing players of the team widened their eyes.

Zhu Mingrui, who saw Langtao's gesture in the camera studio, only felt a mouthful of old blood in his heart.

He also understands what Lang Tao means, that is: Don't explain it anymore, your explanation is poisonous!

Burst~

Zhu Mingrui clutched his chest, only to feel that a fucking heart was shattered into pieces, cool wow, cool wow.

Langtao, you bastard, you're so hard to wait!

Zhu Mingrui put on a face and decided to be a mural.

- Beijing team VS Capital Normal team, the ball game continues.