「…… Starting with the West Side team, let's wait and see, both teams show their style!" In the broadcast studio, football commentator Zhu Mingrui had just finished speaking, when he heard a loud whistle sounding at Xicheng Stadium, signaling the start of the game-

The ball was kicked off by Zhao Chengcheng, the No. 11 left winger of the Xicheng team.

The No. 11 left winger of the Xicheng team, Zhao Chengcheng, is flanked on the left and right by No. 9 shadow striker Cheng Ze and No. 10 right winger Niu Zhuangzhuang, and the three of them stand in a small triangle, like the offensive awl of the Xicheng team.

Zhao Chengcheng dribbled and started.

Wu Zejun, the No. 11 left forward of the Beijing team, rushed forward first.

As soon as he saw Wu Zejun rushing forward, Zhao Chengcheng, the No. 11 left winger of the Xicheng team, decisively kicked the ball to the right and kicked it to the No. 10 right winger Niu Zhuangzhuang. Seeing this, Wu Zejun changed to Niu Zhuangzhuang, and at the same time, Wang Sicheng, the No. 5 free forward of the Beijing team, also followed up and was responsible for guarding Yang Chengcheng.

Yang Chengcheng raised his eyebrows and continued to run forward.

Wang Sicheng is dedicated and dedicated, and he also follows Yang Chengcheng closely.

Niu Zhuangzhuang, who received the ball, saw Wu Zejun approaching him, and it was difficult to pass it to Yang Chengcheng, who was being stared at, so he passed the ball to the left and kicked it to Cheng Ze, the No. 9 shadow striker.

Seeing that the ball was caught by Cheng Ze, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Xicheng team, Jiang Bisheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Beijing team, saw Hunting Xinxi and decisively ran towards Cheng Ze, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Xicheng team.

Cheng Zeruo still wants to attack the Beijing team, there are only two plans: one is to single-handedly fight Jiang Bisheng, who is also a shadow striker, pass him, and then push closer to the outside of the Beijing team's penalty area, and the other is to pass back to the main midfielder and let the midfielders come forward to assist.

Cheng Ze thought about it briefly and decided to challenge Jiang Bisheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Beijing team.

Lang Tao blinked, admiring Cheng Ze PK Jiang Bisheng with interest.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins.

Cheng Ze took the ball, and Jiang Bisheng was on the bar, relying on his strong physique, wanting to forcefully knock Jiang Bisheng away.

Jiang Bisheng was not in a hurry and did not fight him.

When Cheng Ze passed Jiang Bisheng smoothly, he thought he had passed him, but he didn't know that when he turned his back to Jiang Bisheng, Jiang Bisheng suddenly kicked his foot and quickly touched the football!

The ball deviated from its trajectory and rolled out.

Cheng Ze was startled and hurriedly stretched out his foot to hook the ball.

At the same time, Jiang Bisheng also ran towards the ball.

The ball was just controlled by Cheng Ze, but in the blink of an eye, it was hooked away by another kick.

The person who hooks the ball is naturally Jiang Bisheng.

Seeing that the ball was robbed, Cheng Ze was angry, and just wanted to block Jiang Bisheng, but when he saw Jiang Bisheng's feet like lightning, he didn't fight him, but passed the ball away directly!

Jiang Bisheng passed the ball to Wu Zejun.

Wu Zejun didn't say a word, rushed with the ball, took the lead, and was unceremoniously.

Lang Tao held his forehead: Senior Wu definitely doesn't pass the ball - you must win, you must win, your eyes are not good? It's not good to pass it on to anyone, and it's biased to Senior Wu......

"Senior Qiu, Senior Qiao, Senior Yao, you are also up, I am here!" Lang Tao commanded the midfielders of the Beijing team. The midfielders of the Beijing team followed closely behind Wu Zejun as support.

Jiang Bisheng covered his head, a little annoyed: he really didn't think about passing the ball to Senior Wu.

Lang Tao expressed his understanding: At that time, Jiang Bisheng just wanted to pass the ball away.

Wu Zejun sprinted with the ball, killed the gods when he met the gods, hit the Buddha when he met the Buddha, and anyone who dared to snatch it away from him was all knocked away by him!

The Xicheng team was knocked into a straight nose, and stared at Wu Zejun's back farther and farther away angrily and fearfully, and was speechless: ~ Did you get the script wrong? Didn't it mean that they could easily cripple the captain of the Beijing team in this game? Why did the captain of the Beijing team stay where they were, and they were tossed by the other side? ……

"Quick! Stop him! Can't let him into the box! Yang Chengcheng and other strikers replied.

"I think who's going to stop me?!" On the court, Wu Zejun was as domineering as ever, staring at him, looking like I was a villain and who I was afraid of, the style of the ball was scary, and no one could stop him for a while!

When Wu Zejun rushed into the penalty area of the Xicheng team, Wu Zejun didn't think about it, he raised his foot and shot!

The football flew straight to the right of the West Side goal like a cannonball, menacing-

Ye Keren, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Xicheng team, was really not up to the task, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

It was still Xia Lijun, the No. 2 right-back of the Xicheng team, who was bold and bravely flew to block the football.

The football was bounced away, and Xia Lijun only felt pain and stuffiness in his chest, and his eyes were black - no wonder Goalkeeper Ye refused to receive the ball! This is really not something that ordinary people can receive!

Wu Zejun saw the football jumping up and down, and he didn't give up, he ran and rushed to the football, and wanted to try to shoot again!

Feng Si, the No. 5 free forward of the Xicheng team, stopped him and blocked Wu Zejun's way with his body.

Wu Zejun was not afraid at all, but when he just wanted to hit someone, he felt a gust of wind blowing-

Then I saw a short man come up and touch the ball faster than him, and hit the ball and volleyed!

The ball crossed a sharp arc and drilled into the goal of the West Side team!

No one reacted, until the referee signaled that the Beijing team would score one point first!

"Yay~" Jiang Bisheng scored for the first time and clenched his fists to pose.

Wu Zejun said unhappily: "Change me next time!" ”

Jiang Bisheng pouted and said, "Whoever is powerful will come!" ”

The West Side team was almost so angry that they wanted to beat people: Is this discussion of who scores and who scores too much to ignore them? Have you asked them?!

Wu Zejun and Jiang Bisheng really didn't take them seriously - Wu Zejun and Jiang Bisheng squinted at the Xicheng team arrogantly, and they just didn't blatantly provoke and said: Come on, come on! Afraid of you?

"Look at us!" Yang Chengcheng, the No. 11 left winger of the West Side team, held back his anger and when it came time for them to serve, he glanced at his teammates.

Yang Chengcheng dribbles to open the way.

This time, Yang Chengcheng ran to the right side of the Beijing team, and then he didn't run a few steps and bumped into Wang Sicheng, the No. 5 free striker of the Beijing team-

"Long time no see~" Wang Sicheng nodded happily at him, "In this ball game, I am responsible for staring you to death." ”

"......" Yang Chengcheng was silent for a while, staring at Wang Sicheng, buckling the football with the instep of his foot, seeing him close, he hurriedly accelerated, wanting to use his speed to shake off Wang Sicheng.

I don't want Wang Sicheng to react and I can't cover it~ Seeing that he avoided himself, he immediately turned around and tackled.

Yang Chengcheng picked the ball, avoided Wang Sicheng's surprise attack, and wanted to advance with the ball, but Wu Zejun went on a rampage and almost knocked Yang Chengcheng down!

But Yang Chengcheng didn't consider faking a penalty, but honestly stabilized his body and wanted to grab back, but saw that Wu Zejun had already run away with the ball.

"Stop him!" Yang Chengcheng yelled.

Wang Sicheng, who was in charge of guarding Yang Chengcheng, sighed quietly: "Don't shout, your throat hurts carefully." ”

Yang Chengcheng glared at Wang Sicheng fiercely and chose to go back.

Wang Sicheng smiled, like a dog skin plaster that couldn't be shaken off, and followed silently.

Seeing that his captain was guarded by the other party, Feng Si, the No. 5 free forward defender of the Xicheng team, had commendable courage, followed Wang Sicheng's example, and blocked Wu Zejun again.

Wu Zejun would not be polite to him, and kicked him in the stomach with a ball very unreasonably! Feng Si was unprepared, his lower abdomen was kicked by the ball, not only did he fail to catch it, but he leaned back anyway and fell straight down.

The referee glanced at Fengfeng and didn't whistle.

Wu Zejun rushed straight to the goal of the Xicheng team, even if someone on the other side came to block it, he also rushed brutally, stepping on the bottom line of the foul and playing with a group of Xicheng team players who is the strongest - poor Xicheng team's defensive players, all of them are tall and big, but they can't beat Wu Zejun, in terms of momentum, they are not Wu Zejun's opponents!

The Beijing team looked stupid.

Lang Tao inexplicably remembered that Coach Ru criticized Wu Zejun for always playing body collisions, and one day he would kick the iron plate - Wu Zejun missed the matchup of the Nancheng team, and now it has been changed to the Xicheng team, Wu Zejun's ball skills are still so rough that he can't bear to look at it directly, but his tough guy image seems to be more perfect? Doesn't that seem to be a bad effect? ……

Wu Zejun did it on his own, and the forwards and midfielders of the Beijing team chased after Wu Zejun, for fear that Wu Zejun would lose the goal! Miraculously, Wu Zejun passed the test and rushed to the goal of the Xicheng team-

"Drink!" Wu Zejun kicked vigorously, the target - the face of the goalkeeper of the Xicheng team!

Ye Keren, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Xicheng team, his first reaction was to tilt his head and avoid the football-

So, football is in the net!

Ye Keren was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he was a goalkeeper, and he actually dodged when he saw the ball, which was too derelict in the duty of a goalkeeper.

With a look of wanting to cry without tears, Ye Keren apologized and admitted his mistake: "It's me who is wrong." ”

Yang Chengcheng really didn't know how to comfort the goalkeeper, so he had to say perfunctorily: "Don't take it to heart." ”

As Yang Fei of the cheerleading team said: The Xicheng team has been lame since ancient times~ The goalkeeper is the weakest foot~ If you want to beat the Xicheng team~ Frequently shoot and kick the ball!

It seems that the goalkeeper of the West Side team is an ornament?

Wu Zejun touched his chin, looking like a troublesome villain: The last time I played with them, I felt that their goalkeeper was a scumbag, maybe ......

Wu Zejun glanced at the goalkeeper lightly.

Ye Keren, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Xicheng team, shivered, and suddenly felt a chill.

Winning two goals in a row, Langtao couldn't hold it anymore.

Lang Tao also wanted to shoot.

When the Xicheng team was about to attack for the third time, Lang Tao patted Jiang Bisheng on the shoulder, and Jiang Bisheng immediately understood.

Yang Chengcheng was targeted by Wang Sicheng, and his action was greatly reduced.

In desperation, Niu Zhuangzhuang, the No. 10 right winger of the Xicheng team, took office and planned the attack.

The ox is strong and runs with a dribbling ball.

As Beijing's No. 5 free striker Wang Sicheng defended Yang Chengcheng, the right side of the Beijing team was quite empty - Xicheng's No. 10 right winger Niu Zhuang made a decisive headline down the right side.

Seeing this, Lang Tao excitedly went to stop the cow and be strong.

The ox is strong and strong, and the name is not strong, and it is shorter than Langtao, but it is quite sensitive. Seeing Lang Tao running, he passed the ball to the left and passed it to Cheng Ze, the No. 9 shadow striker, and ran forward with an empty ball. Langtao is not far behind, trailing and moving.

Seeing that Cheng Ze, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Xicheng team, was very close to Jiang Bisheng, Jiang Bisheng approached Cheng Ze in a friendly manner, trying to create pressure on Cheng Ze. Sure enough, Cheng Ze passed the ball again and passed back to Niu Zhuangzhuang.

Niu Zhuangzhuang couldn't get rid of Langtao's tracking, he wanted to pass back, but he was afraid of being cut off, so he simply PK with Langtao.

Niu Zhuangzhuang sped up and tried to shake off Lang Tao - Lang Tao is unhurried, how can he be easily thrown off by Niu Zhuangzhuang?

At this time, Duanmu Lu, the No. 2 right-back of the Beijing team, took a magnificent step forward, like a city wall, blocking Niu Zhuangzhuang's way - Niu Zhuangzhuang only felt a shadow on his head, and then his nose hurt!

Niu Zhuangzhuang didn't notice it for a while, and accidentally bumped into Duanmu Lu, grinning in pain.

Duanmu Lu lowered his head stupidly, like a giant accidentally stepping on a dwarf, his expression was very innocent.

The cow is strong and strong.

Taking advantage of the Niu Zhuang Zhuang distraction, Lang Tao stretched out his right foot, hooked the tip of his shoe, and hooked away the football.

Turning around, Lang Tao roared away, making the ox strong and unconscious.

Like Wu Zejun with the ball, behind Langtao, there are also a group of Beijing team players to assist.

Diametrically opposed to Wu Zejun's style, Lang Tao never left alone when he organized an attack.

Lang Tao rushed to the midfield of the Xicheng team, and the No. 6 left forward Guo Xiaolan, the No. 7 right forward Yang Pei and the No. 8 central midfielder Ding Junyan of the Xicheng team arrived in advance and semi-surrounded Lang Tao.

Lang Tao didn't think about it, kicked the ball back, and then ran forward.

The football was picked up by Jiang Bisheng.

Leaving No. 7 right guard Yang Pei to guard against Langtao, the remaining two rushed towards Jiang Bisheng.

It was this moment that Jiang Bisheng was waiting for - when they were far away from Langtao, Jiang Bisheng immediately hoisted the ball!

Lang Tao and Yang Pei ran in the direction of the football, ready to jump up and head the ball at any moment.

When the football was close, Lang Tao and Yang Pei jumped up at the same time, and invariably pushed the ball with their heads - Yang Pei touched the ball a little quickly, but Lang Tao slammed it, and the football changed its trajectory and flew down.

Qiao Feifei, the No. 7 central defender of the Beijing team, rushed to the goal, and kicked hard!

Cai Jintian, the No. 4 central defender of the Xicheng team, flew in and blocked it with his chest!

The football rebounded, and Lang Tao and Yang Pei pounced on the football one after the other.

Yang Pei was afraid that the football would be snatched away by Langtao, so he flew into a shovel.

Lang Tao stared at the football, and when the football was scooped up, he skillfully swept it with his foot and shot directly!

In the eyes of outsiders, it was Yang Pei who deliberately picked the ball to the right height and gave it to Langtao to kick the goal.

The ball went into the right corner of the goal, so precise that it almost made you think it was a mistake.

"Three points!" Lang Tao cheered happily.

"Captain, you can do it!" The Beijing team gave a strong thumbs up.

"It's time to fight back!" Yang Chengcheng, the captain of the Xicheng team, No. 11 left winger, waved his hand to cheer, "Never let them score another point!" Don't be discouraged, it's still early before the end of the game, we have a chance! ”

Through Yang Chengcheng's encouragement, the morale of the Xicheng team has more or less recovered.

After that, the Xicheng team went crazy and launched wave after wave of attacks, which made the Beijing team quite a headache. Ten Xicheng players blocked the Beijing team's penalty area in unison, as long as the Beijing team took the ball alone and kicked into the Xicheng team's defense, it would be offside!

Lang Tao couldn't help but sigh: I didn't expect Yang Chengcheng's head to be very good, and he actually repeatedly used offside fouls to stop the counterattack of the Beijing team, but it happened that they really couldn't solve the situation.

suppressed the Beijing team, the Xicheng team ran around outside the Beijing team's penalty area, frantically faked the penalty kick, and the referee took the trouble to blow the whistle and give the Xicheng team dozens of penalty kicks, but-

Lin Ruojin was brave and martial, and he saved more than a dozen shots from the Xicheng team in a row!

Yang Chengcheng was completely dumbfounded: ~ Where did the Beijing team fight the demonic character, it was not enough to meet the zero god Xue Lin last time, this time there is a little guy who is not inferior to Xue Lin!

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

Beijing Team VS Xicheng Team - 3:0!

West Side Team: "......"

Is there anything more decaying than this?!

Yes!

Before halftime, Lang Tao, the captain of the Beijing team, spoke: "Tsk~ Only three points in the first half, really few~ Brothers, play another three points in the second half, let us beat them 6-0!" ”

"Oh~" The players of the Beijing team responded very facefully, and when they looked back at the players of the Xicheng team a few times, the eyes were like a group of hungry wolves looking at a group of fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, which made them drool.

West Side Team: "......"

Fall~ This is an incomparably bleak ball game! The face of the West Side team is so swollen by the beating!