“…… The starters of the football team of Nancheng Sports Institute are No. 1 goalkeeper Bai Jing, No. 2 right-back Zhang Qiu, No. 3 left-back Long Dongcheng, No. 4 central defender Qian Feng, No. 5 left forward Gu Youcai, No. 6 right forward Lin Sihua, No. 7 dragged back center Wang Baobao, No. 8 left forward Feng Jiyan, No. 9 right forward Dong Ge, No. 10 shadow striker Wu Xuyang, and No. 11 center forward Li Si. Football commentator Zhu Mingrui introduced with dedication and dedication, and added, "The formation of the football team of Beijing Institute of Physical Education is still 4-3-3, and the formation of the football team of Nancheng Institute of Physical Education is a special four-striker type!" "All foreign eyes were blocked in the broadcast studio, and no one noticed that the reason why Zhu Mingrui said so smoothly was because he was holding a piece of paper and popularizing science on the content on the paper!

In order to do a good job as a commentator, Zhu Mingrui is also hard enough.

"In addition, it should be added that 'dragging the center forward'! The main thing about the center forward in football is to make up for the holes in the defensive line! In football, the positions of the two centre-forwards can be fixed or alternate according to the opponent's situation and the needs of the field. Zhu Mingrui read out to the paper, "The center forward is sometimes called 'free man' or 'scavenger', and is the last pass of the whole team except the goalkeeper......

It's just a pity that even if Zhu Mingrui said it in detail and seriously, everyone who listened to the long story automatically filtered this jerky and difficult information. Then, when they saw the starting members of the Beijing team, they all went face paralyzed.

Nancheng football team: "......" -, how is it different from what is said? Don't think that if you quote a series of player names, we don't know that those players wear numbers that are almost all substitutes, is this underestimating them?!

Duanmu's father and Zejun's mother didn't react aggressively when they saw their children playing, but Liu Yun, who knew the former starters of the Beijing team, and the cheerleading girls, their eyes widened and they thought they were dazzled.

Luo Caiyi blinked, blinked again, and her demeanor could still be maintained. Qin Siyu rubbed his eyes stupidly, much more exaggerated than Luo Caiyi, and shouted: "Look, why is your Langtao sitting on the bench?" ”

With this reminder, everyone looked at the bench of the Beijing team and saw Lang Tao, who was wearing the No. 10 jersey and the captain's armband on his shoulder, sitting silently and not noisy at all.

Lang Tao's heart: Fall~ The final result of the argument between the players and Coach Ru is to obediently obey Coach Ru's words, so that they can keep their favorite jersey number! Except for Lang Tao's first half of the first half, the rest of the regular players are not allowed to play this time - phew~ Fortunately, the jersey number was retained, otherwise...... Hmph~ joke, if you can't keep the number, even if you burn the jersey, you won't let it go to the substitutes, and you won't be killed!

…… Everyone looked at the eleven Beijing players on the pitch and found that none of them wore the captain's armband.

So, everyone was eerily silent.

Dare to put the captain on the bench, Coach Ru-

What a hero!

The coach of the Nancheng team is a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle, with a feminine appearance, and he was slightly surprised to see Lang Tao and other main players reduced to substitutes, and at the same time he was happy: Very good, Ru Fansen's old guy died and put the main players on the bench, then don't blame them for being ruthless.

Thinking of this, Coach Nancheng made a series of gestures towards the team, the meaning of which only their own people understood.

When the Nancheng team saw it, a trace of bloodlust crossed their eyes: Very good, the coach said to let them move freely, as long as they kill each other!

Wait and see! Team Beijing!

The South City team grinds their teeth.

The Nancheng team was a majestic physique, with gloomy expressions, squinting at the Beijing team with bad intentions.

Maybe it's the relationship between "the black who is close to ink", the Beijing team takes a closer look at the Nancheng team and their coach, how they look like villains.

Since the captain of the Beijing team sat on the bench, Wu Zejun temporarily took the position of captain - guess the coin.

The referee took out the coin, tossed it into the air, and then picked it up, covering it with his hand, and let the two teams guess the pros and cons. Wu Zejun guessed "positive", Wu Xuyang, the captain of the Nancheng team, guessed "negative", the referee moved his hand away, and when he saw the coin, it was positive.

The referee signaled for the Beijing team to serve.

Both teams return to their respective positions and stand up.

The football buckled at Wu Zejun's feet.

"Tut-" With the referee's whistle, the second game of the Beijing team's district football match began.

Lang Tao sat on the bench and quietly watched his teammates play.

East Side Stadium.

Wu Zejun, the No. 11 left forward of the Beijing team, took the lead as always, and went straight to the outside of the Nancheng team's penalty area with the ball, without considering the option of passing the ball at all. Teammate No. 15 Shadow Forward Qi Feiyi and No. 14 Right Forward Yang Le chased after him, and Shengsheng was thrown a long distance!

Yang Le's speed is not bad, but he and Wu Zejun are within two meters; Qi Feiyi was miserable, five meters behind!

Liu Si, the No. 18 left forward of the Beijing team, jumped his eyelids, and subconsciously shouted: "Captain, pay attention to play and cooperate, remember to pass the ball-" Just after shouting, he remembered that Wu Zejun was no longer the captain, and Liu Si was crazy with embarrassment. Lang Tao on the bench was full of black lines, and it was difficult to say a word.

Wu Zejun's speed was quite fast, and he passed the midfielders of the Nancheng team in one go, even if the players of the Nancheng team came to tackle, they also shoveled empty!

“…… Growing up in speed? Seeing Wu Zejun rushing to the outside of the penalty area of the Nancheng team, Wang Baobao, the No. 7 center forward of the Nancheng team, raised his eyebrows and praised lightly.

Gu Youcai, the No. 5 left forward of the Nancheng team, glared at Wang Baobao and asked, "Can you stop him?" ”

Wang Baobao estimated Wu Zejun's strength, shook his head and said, "No." ”

"Cut." Gu Youcai rolled his eyes and said to Lin Sihua, the No. 6 right midfielder of the Nancheng team, "Let's join forces." ”

After that, Gu Youcai and Lin Sihua rushed forward together, attacking Wu Zejun on the left and right.

Wu Zejun's old mistake was made again: he wanted to rely on his body to knock away Gu Youcai and Lin Sihua.

It's a pity that Gu Youcai and Lin Sihua are not vegetarians, stabilize their bodies, Lin Sihua blocked Wu Zejun's way with his body, Gu Youcai took advantage of his distraction, hooked left and right with his feet, and made a gesture to grab the football under his feet.

If there was only one player, Wu Zejun would never concede a goal, but there were two opponents, Wu Zejun spent a lot of effort, and unfortunately they hooked the football.

Gu Youcai and Lin Sihua of the South City team are a pair of midfield partners, Gu Youcai is good at intercepting the ball, and Lin Sihua is good at passing. It was Gu Youcai who successfully intercepted the ball, Gu Youcai passed it to Lin Sihua for the first time, and Lin Sihua passed the football directly to the captain in the distance, No. 10 shadow striker Wu Xuyang in front of Wu Zejun.

Wu Xuyang dribbled and ran, but was caught up by Yang Le.

Yang Le kicked out, tackled, and shoveled the ball away.

Wu Xuyang's face turned blue on the spot.

"Be careful!" Qi Feiyi, who was closest to Yang Le, was startled, and Chaoyang Le yelled.

Before Yang Le could react, he felt a huge thrust hit his back, and he stumbled and fell to the ground!

"Foul ——!" Qi Feiyi pointed at Wu Xuyang, "He fouled!" He fouled! ”

"Yangle, are you okay?" The nearby Beijing team players hurriedly rushed forward to help Yang Le.

Yang Le fell heavily, only to feel that his whole body hurt a lot, but he forced a smile and said, "It's okay." ”

Lu Lian Chaoyang made a happy look. Yang Le was stunned for a moment, and changed his words: "...... It's just that the feet hurt. ”

Qi Feiyi turned to the referee who came to inspect the situation, and made a small report: "Referee, he has committed a foul!" ”

"Phew!" Wu Xuyang didn't feel nervous about fouling at all, and arrogantly announced, "Whoever dares to steal my ball, I will kick whoever is disabled." ”

Miraculously, the referee did not whistle to Wu Xuyang or punish him with a yellow card, but sternly warned the Beijing players that if they deliberately interrupted the game again, they would be punished with a yellow card!

All the Beijing players: "......"

Wow~Death~The referee is blind~The referee opens the back door to the Nancheng team~This ball game is unfair~!

The faces of the Beijing players on the field turned red and they were very angry.

Wu Zejun moved super fast, raised his fist, and greeted the referee in the face.

A group of people were startled and hurriedly grabbed Wu Zejun.

Wu Zejun said angrily: "Let go of me, see how I teach this ...... who is not long-eyed" Lu Lian saw that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly covered Wu Zejun's mouth, for fear that Wu Zejun would scold something like "grandson".

No matter how angry you are, you can't offend the referee, otherwise you will lose a lot if you are given a red card or a penalty.

The referee hurriedly took a few steps back and unceremoniously punished Wu Zejun with a yellow card!

Wu Zejun struggled, Lu Lian struggled to stop him, and Qi Feiyi dared to persuade: "Senior, please calm down." ”

Yang Le was also so angry, but he had to endure and said: "Senior, don't be angry, you can't let them pick up cheap." ”

Wu Zejun quieted down and sighed.

Lu Lian hurriedly let go of Wu Zejun, so as not to make Wu Zejun angry.

The referee retreats to the side of the pitch and lets the game continue.

It was still the Beijing team that kicked off.

This time, the kick-off man was replaced by Qi Feiyi.

Qi Feiyi dribbled the ball and pushed forward steadily. After Wu Zejun, Yang Le wanted to run, but suddenly felt that his hands and knees were still very painful, especially his knees, as soon as he bent slightly, there were bursts of tingling, which affected his speed very much.

Yang Le stood helplessly in place, taking the opportunity to recover.

Qi Feiyi ran with the ball for a while and met Dong Ge, the No. 9 right forward of the Nancheng team.

Dong Ge was short, but his speed was fast, and he could rush in front of Qi Feiyi in the blink of an eye.

Qi Feiyi was startled, hurriedly passed the ball back to Liu Jun, the No. 21 right forward of the Beijing team.

Qi Feiyi ran forward, bypassing Dongge, thinking that Liu Jun would pass the ball to him, but Liu Jun passed the ball to Chen Jun, the No. 13 central midfielder of the Beijing team, Chen Jun didn't want to, and kicked the ball to Liu Si, the No. 18 left midfielder.

Feng Weiyan, the No. 8 left forward of the Nancheng team, rushed to grab the ball.

Liu Si decisively passed it back, and then passed it to the army. The army didn't want to touch the ball at all, so he kicked it and kicked Liu Jun back.

Wu Zejun yelled at Liu Jun: "Pass me!" Liu Jun obediently passed the ball to Wu Zejun.

Qi Feiyi: "......"

Qi Feiyi only felt that he was hit by an arrow in the knee: Damn, I've been waiting for you to pass the ball for so long, but you passed the ball to someone else, can you still play happily?!

Wu Zejun, who dribbled, was invincible, and everywhere he went, as long as he stopped the ball alone, he was all knocked away!

And, Wu Zejun doesn't pass the ball!

Qi Feiyi chased behind, his eyelids jumped, he was really tired: although his ball skills were a little worse, he wouldn't be so ignored by Senior Wu, right? It's miserable......

As soon as Wu Zejun broke into the penalty area of the Nancheng team, he was stopped by Gu Youcai and Lin Sihua of the Nancheng team.

Subsequently, Wu Zejun was targeted by Wang Baobao of the Nancheng team: wherever Wu Zejun goes, Wang Baobao will follow, even if Wu Zejun returns to the area of the Beijing team, Wang Baobao will also follow him, like a shadow.

Maybe Wang Baobao's marking skills are not as good as Wang Sicheng of the Beijing team, but Wang Baobao has enough toughness to stalk, even if he doesn't keep up with Wu Zejun for a while, he can desperately catch up and try to make trouble, so that Wu Zejun can't play well.

On the other hand, the Nancheng team that got the football danced wildly, imitated Wu Zejun, hit people with the ball, and hit people very ferociously, and the referee was really blind, turning a blind eye to the several fouls of the Nancheng team, and letting the Nancheng team go all the way to the murder.

Qi Feiyi became the second injured player after Yang Le, holding his abdomen and wanting to cry - Wu Xuyang, the No. 10 shadow striker of the Nancheng team, was really not a human being, he used him as a goal, kicked him in the abdomen with a football, and made him fall to the ground with a bang, and it took him a long time to recover.

Lu Lian almost became the third player to be injured.

After the football knocked down Qi Feiyi, it jumped to Lu Lian's feet.

Lu Liangang wanted to raise his foot to kick the ball away, but when he saw Wu Xuyang approaching violently, he immediately retracted his leg and flashed to the side wittily. Seeing that Lu Lian was so knowledgeable, Wu Xuyang stopped bullying him, and switched to playing the No. 19 scavenger Li Bing of the Beijing team-

Li Bing, who is tall and tall, was hit in the crotch by a football and fell down more tragically than Qi Feiyi.

Zhou Hua: "......"

Zhou Hua, the No. 20 left back of the Beijing team, shrunk his neck, and immediately instigated Duanmu Lu: "Dude, the defense of the Beijing team depends on you." ”

Duanmu Lu, the No. 2 right-back of the Beijing team, patted his chest and said innocently: "Look at me." ”

After that, he stepped forward to block Wu Xuyang.

Duanmu Lu, the highest altitude and the largest block, strode in front of Wu Xuyang and defended Wu Xuyang with his height advantage.

Wu Xuyang chased the ball, carefully controlled the ball, and just wanted to run with the ball, when he suddenly felt a shadow above his head. Looking up, Wu Xuyang saw Duanmu Lu's fierce and vicious rough face, and was stunned for three seconds.

Only these three seconds are enough for Duanmu Green to stretch out his legs and pump the ball away.

Wu Xuyang was a little short-tempered, and when he saw that the ball was kicked, his first action was not to chase the ball, but to stretch out his foot and kick Duanmu Lu.

Duanmu Lu just looked stupid, and cleverly retreated, avoiding Wu Xuyang's sneak attack.

Duanmu Lu squinted at Wu Xuyang and provoked in a low voice: "Do you dare to compete with me and let me kick you?" ”

"Neuropathy." Wu Xuyang scolded.

He rejected Duanmu Green's provocation.

Secretly looked at Duanmu Lu's thick legs, really let Duanmu Lu kick it, so it was worth it?!

The football that was pumped was obtained by Feng Jianyan, the No. 8 left forward of the Nancheng team.

Feng gradually dribbled and ran wildly, ran to the outside of the penalty area of the Beijing team, raised his foot and shot!

With a lot of spin, the ball flew to the right side of the goal.

Lin Xuecheng, the No. 12 goalkeeper of the Beijing team, finally had a job to do: he immediately moved to the right, pounced on the football with both hands, and threw his backhand to Duanmu Lu.

Duanmu Green yelled: "Come on! ”

Kick hard, kick high.

But it's not far.

The forwards and midfielders of both teams gathered at the bottom of the ball to lock on the ball and prepare for the header.

The game is raging.

But when the football fell, the two teams fought fiercely -

Beijing's No. 2 right-back Duanmu Lu bullied a group of players who were not as tall as him, grabbed the ball first and kicked it out – this time far away.

The two teams roared and battled for the ball again.

As soon as the Nancheng team gets the ball, it is bound to step on the Beijing team players a few times; As soon as the Beijing team grabbed the ball, they were definitely besieged by the players of the Nancheng team! Being kicked in the abdomen, calves, and knees are all light, in case it hits the head and eyes, it will be miserable, but the South City team fouled openly and the referee did not whistle!

Football is like a weak and helpless weak woman, whoever grabs it is whom. When the Nancheng team dribbled into the Beijing team's penalty area, the defenders of the Beijing team centered on Duanmu Green tacitly resisted the attack of the Nancheng team, again and again.

Looking at the ball game in front of him, Lang Tao was full of black lines, and couldn't help but say: "The Nancheng team is too shameless, right?" It's always a foul! ”

It's just a foul, and they still want to hurt people - are they playing football, or are they playing boxing?!

Fortunately, there is Duanmu Green in the camp, otherwise teammates will suffer a lot of dark losses!

Langtao doesn't expect the referee to be fair anymore.

"Are you in a hurry?" Coach Ru asked as if unintentionally.

Lang Tao nodded lightly, his face was not anxious at all, and replied, "I'm in a hurry." ”

"You ......" Coach Ru looked at Lang Tao, a little curious whether Lang Tao was noisy or not.

What can you do if it's noisy and noisy? Lang Tao is not like those stupid Bai Tian in the comics, who beg the coach vigorously when he is not qualified to play - even if he does not play, it is only temporary. Lang Tao was assured by Coach Ru that he was very relieved: when he couldn't play, he could observe the two teams well, which was also an experience!

"Toot-" After a long time, the referee's whistle finally sounded.

The first half is over!

Most of the players in the Beijing squad returned to the break room with injuries.

Lang Tao and a group of selected players who did not play were like diligent little bees, bringing water and handing towels to their hard-working teammates. When everyone had recovered most of their strength, Lang Tao waved his fist and cheered up:

"Everyone worked hard in the first half, and in the second half it was my turn to play - is the South City team good? Heh~ I will teach them to look good! Beijing team, must win! ”

That's too well said.

Everyone was encouraged by the captain and couldn't help but respond: "Yes! Beijing team, must win! ”