"Are the substitutes in Beijing turned positive? In this game, many players wore substitute numbers!" Commentator Zhu Mingrui said a rare word, and said, "Let's get back to business! Next, let me introduce another team: Beijing Electronic Science and Technology University Football Team - The starters of the Beijing Electronic Science and Technology Institute football team are No. 1 goalkeeper Yang Longhai, No. 2 right-back Huo Jiang, No. 3 left-back Hu Deche, No. 4 scavenger Qi Feifei, No. 5 wingback Guan Chudao, No. 6 right midfielder Qian Xing, No. 7 left midfielder Ji Qian, No. 8 right forward Yang Yan, No. 9 left midfielder Zhang Hua, No. 10 right forward Lin Chujin, No. 11 left winger Liu Yue."

Commentator Zhu Mingrui paused for a moment and said, "The Beijing team is in a 4-3-3 formation, and the technology team is in a 4-4-2 formation - it is obvious that the Beijing team is good at attacking and the technology team is good at defending!" Let's guess whether the Beijing team will be able to break through the fortress of the tech team, or the tech team will defend to the end and finally decide the winner with penalty kicks?"

After thinking about it, commentator Zhu Mingrui added: "The Beijing team has zero gods to join, and it is not easy to break through the door of the Beijing team. Tech teams, on the other hand, have always been defensive-oriented, often drawing with each other and then going head-to-head – so that means whoever loses first has a chance to win!"

- Now, that's a striking reminder, right?

patted his chest, Zhu Mingrui stood in the broadcast studio, his heart beating hard for his "favoritism".

Hopefully, he won't be labelled with a tattered nickname like "eccentric narrator" in the future.

in the audience.

"Beijing team ~ come on! Beijing team ~ must win! As the leader of the cheerleading team of the Beijing team, Liu Yun shouted clichéd slogans very dedicatedly, and didn't care at all about Yang Fei, who was not far away, dancing the banner in his hand, and led a group of girls to shout crisply: "Beijing team ~ you are so strong ~ win the district championship first, and then rush to the municipal competition ~ come on ~ win ~ no one can stop you ~ come on ~ win ~ everyone has to applaud you ~ we are ~ your ~ true love fans ~"

Looking at the audience again, there were two more student audiences: the football team from Capital College and the football team from Xicheng University - these two parts of the student audience listened to Yang Fei's cheering lines, and were dumbfounded, and everyone's faces turned red.

However, no one dared to stand up and accuse Yang Fei.

didn't dare to accuse, so they had to hold back, and the student audience forcibly resisted Yang Fei's poison.

Qin Siyu looked interesting, and wanted to switch to Yang Fei after the intermission.

While Luo Cai was dancing, she glanced at Qin Siyu silently, signaling that she was not allowed to mess around.

Qin Siyu had no choice but to ...... For now.

As a member of the cheerleading team, Yang Fei can be said to have stolen the limelight.

Kyoko Stadium.

Standing on the court, Jiang Bisheng felt nervous for the first time, and asked Lang Tao in a whisper for the tenth time, asking, "...... she?" Is it really coming? ”

"Don't ask me that." Lang Tao rolled his eyes for the tenth time, "Don't you know how to look at yourself?" ”

Jiang Bisheng stammered: "I, I don't dare to look at ......"

"Look at your little bit of interest." Lang Tao despised the victory, "I wasn't as cowardly as you were then." ”

Jiang Bisheng gritted his teeth and tried to calm down.

He thought: he must behave well and leave a handsome and heroic appearance for his first love.

However......

I thought so, but unfortunately it backfired.

"Toot-" The two teams stood up, and the referee blew his whistle to signal the start of the game.

Start with a tech team.

The captain of the technology team, No. 10 right forward Lin Chujin, launched an offensive: advancing alone with the ball.

Jiang Bisheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Beijing team, rushed forward first to grab Lin Chujin's football.

Jiang Bisheng stopped Lin Chujin and stretched out his foot to tackle.

Lin Chujin hurriedly moved the ball to the left to dodge Jiang Bisheng's attack.

Jiang Bisheng used his right foot as the fulcrum, and stretched out his left foot to raid; Lin Chujin was shocked and wanted to defend the football with his other foot, but he was not as balanced as Jiang Bisheng, and almost fell.

Taking advantage of Lin Chujin's instability, Jiang Bisheng grabbed the football cleanly.

"Go!" Jiang Bisheng snatched Langtao's lines, waved his big hand, and dribbled and sprinted.

Seeing this, the forwards of the Beijing team followed behind Jiang Bisheng with a sullen smile, assisting Jiang Bisheng at any time.

Jiang Bisheng picked up speed and ran straight towards the outside of the tech team's penalty area.

The technology team was shocked, seeing that Jiang Bisheng was unstoppable and did not pass the ball, they all ran in the direction of Jiang Bisheng like a swarm - intending to surround Jiang Bisheng!

"Pass the ball!" Wu Zejun yelled near Jiang Bisheng.

However, Jiang Bisheng seems to have drilled the tip of the bull's horns, increased his running speed, but still did not pass the ball, and wanted to rely on speed to get rid of the pursuit of the technology team!

Jiang Bisheng ran along the sideline of the pitch towards the right side of the penalty area of the tech team.

And then the eggs.

When Jiang Bisheng was blocked by four players on the technology team, conceding a goal became a matter of course.

The football was robbed and replaced with the No. 7 left midfielder of the technology team.

Ji Qianqian made a long pass, and Liu Yue, the No. 11 left winger of the Chuan Chang Technology team.

Liu Yue ran wildly with the ball, ran to the outside of the penalty area of the Beijing team, and did not wait to get closer, and raised his foot to shoot!

The football crossed a long arc and was easily saved by Xue Lin, the No. 22 goalkeeper of the Beijing team.

Liu Yue sighed, as if he understood that it was very difficult to get a point from the Beijing team.

Xue Lin threw the football vigorously and threw the football to his teammate No. 20 left-back Zhou Hua.

Zhou Hua helped his glasses and passed them to No. 2 right-back Duanmu Lu.

Duanmu Lu didn't like to run with the ball, so he directly kicked it and kicked it to his captain No. 10 forward Langtao.

Lang Tao caught the ball and grinned: Wow~ Duanmu Lu, your foot strength can't be light?

Relieved, Lang Tao dribbled and moved.

Lin Chujin, the No. 10 right forward of the science and technology team, who is also the captain, ran in and wanted to tackle.

Lang Tao didn't let go, tightly buckled the football, hooked left and right, like juggling, skillfully controlled the ball, so that Lin Chujin couldn't grab any opportunities - when Lang Tao kicked past Lin Chujin step by step, he met Liu Yue, the No. 11 left winger of the science and technology team.

Lang Tao twitched, waiting for Liu Yue to rush in front of him to see how he could make a move.

Liu Yue stretched out his right foot and shoveled Langtao's football. Lang Tao pushes the ball outward with his right foot; Liu Yue failed to tackle the ball once, and then changed the angle and continued to shovel again; Lang Tao flexibly hooked the football back with his right foot, kicked to the left, and at the same time his body rushed to the left, and his heel kicked in an instant, past Liu Yue!

Liu Yue turned around and hurriedly chased Langtao.

Lang Tao didn't want to give him the opportunity to counterattack, and while passing Liu Yue, he cleverly picked up the ball, and passed the short pass to Qi Feiyi, the No. 15 right winger of the Beijing team!

Lang Tao runs away with an empty ball, planning to run near the penalty area of the tech team.

Qi Feiyi, who got the ball, was nervous, and before the opponent got close, he was already trembling with fright, his movements were very unsmooth, and he was like a rookie - Wu Zejun, the No. 11 left forward of the Beijing team, was very dissatisfied, and beckoned to Qi Feiyi, shouting:

"Pass me!"

Unexpectedly, at the same time, Jiang Bisheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Beijing team, also shouted: "Pass me-"

Qi Feiyi looked at Wu Zejun, then at Jiang Bisheng, and suddenly felt congested: These two guys are obviously staying at the other end of the court, belonging to the long-distance range, what are they thinking in their minds, how can they be embarrassed to ask for the ball? !

Is bullying him a rookie sub?

Withstanding the pressure, Qi Feiyi passed the ball to No. 14 right midfielder Jia Jia - Jia Jia was the closest to him!

Seeing Jia Jia get the ball, Wu Zejun and Jiang Bisheng were shocked: Qi Feiyi, you are a stupid fork, how can you pass the ball to Jia Jia? - I don't know if Jia Jia's ball skills are poor?!

Sure enough, the technology team saw that it was an eye-catching player of the Beijing team who took the ball, and sent Yang Yan, the No. 8 right forward, to grab the ball.

Jia Jia didn't run fast, Yang Yan easily chased Jia Jia, blocked Jia Jia with his body, and stretched out his feet to shovel.

But seeing that Jia Jia was not in a hurry, he kicked the ball back - there was no one behind, Jia Jia turned around and ran back, and retreated with the ball!

Yang Yan was stunned: There have never been players who have moved forward, and I have never seen those who retreat - there is no ambiguity at the moment, get up and chase it!

However, Jia Jia understood his shortcomings, and before Yang Yan was about to catch up with him, he passed the ball to the left!

"Awesome!" Wu Zejun and Jiang Bisheng are simply impressed by Jia Jia: although the body is weak and the ball skills are yet to be developed, the consciousness is good~ know how to improvise!

Jia Jia stared straight at the football and was successfully picked up by Yang Chengcheng, the No. 6 left forward of the Beijing team, before showing a smiling face: Great! He didn't hold his teammates back!

Yang Chengcheng dribbled forward, Jiang Bisheng and Wu Zejun were not to be outdone, and acted synchronously - but did not get close to Yang Chengcheng. They thought: just squeeze into the tech team's penalty area and have a chance to score!

Lang Tao, who was in the penalty area of the Snail Science and Technology team, glared at Jiang Bisheng and Wu Zejun, and almost scolded: Are you two crazy if you want to shoot? Don't you see he's lurking? Don't hurry up to support Yang Chengcheng!

stared late - Jiang Bisheng and Wu Zejun ran to Yang Chengcheng unconsciously, but Yang Chengcheng was intercepted by the players of the science and technology team because he had just entered the midfield of the science and technology team.

The football was grabbed by Hood, the No. 3 left-back of the tech team.

As soon as I saw the No. 3 left-back Hu Deche of the technology team get the ball, in addition to the defenders and goalkeepers, the rest of the technology team players rushed towards the Beijing team in unison - no one in the Beijing team grabbed the ball, Hu Deche waited for his teammates to run to the outside of the penalty area of the Beijing team, and then kicked vigorously and kicked to the outside of the penalty area of the Beijing team!

Duanmu Lu, the No. 2 right-back of the Beijing team, saw the ball flying, estimated the landing point of the football, stood there, and prepared to clear the ball with a header.

However, Lin Chujin, the No. 10 right forward of the technology team, jumped up and headed in mid-air!

This is not a shot, but a pass, which by the way filters Duanmu Midori - Liu Yue, the No. 11 left winger of the science and technology team, is near the goal of the Beijing team, and wants to shoot directly with a header!

The No. 2 right-back of the Beijing team, Duanmu Lu's face changed greatly: Oops, too light on the enemy!

At this point, it's too late to defend.

Liu Yuefei, the No. 11 left winger of the technology team, jumped and headed the ball high towards the Beijing team's goal.

"Don't think!" Xue Lin, the No. 22 goalkeeper of the Beijing team, also jumped up and stretched out his hand to pat -

Spike!

Xue Lin pounced on the ball like a tennis ball, and slapped the football out!

The football bounced to the ground and bounced towards Yang Zihua, the No. 4 scavenger of the Beijing team.

Yang Zihua made a big move, made a long pass, and passed the football from the penalty area of the Beijing team to the penalty area of the technology team - good opportunity! Lang Tao stared at the football, holding his breath and running wildly, intending to fly!

The defenders of the science and technology team were shocked and surrounded Langtao from all directions - Huo Jiang, the No. 2 right-back Huo Jiang and No. 3 left-back Hu Deche, one left and one right, clamped Langtao and prevented Langtao from running; Qi Feifei, the No. 4 scavenger of the technology team, stared at Langtao; The No. 5 wingback of the science and technology team, Guan Chudao, jumped up simply and intercepted Yang Zihua's high long pass in the air!

Langtao can't retreat, can't retreat, can't jump, can only watch Guan Chudao take the ball away!

At that moment, Lang Tao really wanted to scold:, egg~

But I also admire the tech team: this defense ...... Impregnable.

Their team's goalkeeper is certainly not as good as Xue Lin – so if a Beijing player breaks through the tech team's penalty area, they will have to work together to stop it.

In other words, if you want to break through the goal of the tech team, you must cooperate with your teammates.

Going it alone will never work!

Next, the technology team's style of play should correct Langtao's idea.

Among the strikers of the Beijing team, only Jiang Bisheng and Wu Zejun are the most attacking.

Whenever the No. 9 shadow striker Jiang Bisheng or the No. 11 left striker Wu Zejun of the Beijing team tried to break in, they were all stopped by the defenders of the science and technology team - they couldn't be stopped, and there were also forwards of the technology team who stopped people back!

In short, tech teams would rather not attack and defend to the end!

I don't know why, Jiang Bisheng and Wu Zejun's enthusiasm today is particularly high - Lang Tao knows that Jiang Bisheng frequently wants to shoot in order to show his talent and attract his first love, as for Wu Zejun, I don't know...... However, they were too anxious and did not cooperate, but did not score a goal!

It's only a pain for the other teammates who cooperate!

On the other hand, the technology team, their level of play is quite good, but no matter how good it is, all the shots are also resolved one by one by Xue Lin, the No. 22 goalkeeper of the Beijing team - Xue Lin is worthy of being a zero god, and the strength of the ball is really not covered~

In this way, the Beijing team is good at attacking, but it can't attack several times; The tech team is good at defending, and it is true that the defense is greater than the offense, and there is no score - the two teams attack and defend, so that the game enters the confrontation stage!

After more than a dozen unsuccessful shots back and forth, the referee finally whistled -

"The first half is over! Beijing team VS technology team - still 0:0! The referee announced that the two teams were asked to assemble. The two teams rejoiced, especially the technology team: their physical strength was really not as good as that of the Beijing team, and they were all tired and sweating and gasping for breath! Looking at the Beijing team again, all of them are alive and well, even the substitute players who are on the field, and they are not much tired, which makes people wonder if they are taking drugs......

The two teams obediently lined up, saluted each other, and walked in turn to their respective lounges.

Finally waited until halftime, Lang Tao took time out, and as soon as he entered the Beijing team lounge, he glared at Jiang Bisheng and Wu Zejun, and reprimanded in a low voice: "What were you thinking in the first half?" Believe it or not, I asked the coach to punish you from the field?! ”

The Beijing team lounge was silent because of Lang Tao's reprimand.