After the break, before the two teams entered the field one after another, the No. 7 of the red team felt that he could not be the referee, refused to be the referee again, and asked to return to the team. Wu Zejun, the captain of the red team, thought for a while, agreed to the request of the red team No. 7, and glanced meaningfully at the captain of the blue team and Zhu Mingrui, who was about to continue the football commentary.

So, Xue Lin, the captain of the blue team, came to his senses, and then glanced at Langtao vaguely. Lang Tao thought for a while, vaguely understood what he meant, and immediately dragged Zhu Mingrui by his hand, put his hands on Zhu Mingrui's shoulders, and sincerely suggested: "Brother Zhu, please be an audience obediently, okay?" "—Your explanation is poisonous!

"Huh? Didn't I say it well? I thought you all liked to come......" Zhu Mingrui was very aggrieved, but unfortunately the fat man couldn't be wronged no matter how he was wronged, he still felt good about himself.

Lang Tao twitched his lips and said, "Why don't you kneel and beg you to play football?" Experience the charm of a soccer ball! ”

To be honest, everyone has already experienced Zhu Mingrui's ten-minute football commentary: very toxic! Lang Tao also has the same idea in his heart: as long as Zhu Mingrui no longer commentates football, everything is easy to say!

Moreover, since the No. 7 of the red team has joined the team, the red team has become eleven people again, and their blue team is still short of one, only ten - therefore, Zhu Mingrui's joining is indispensable.

You can't let Luo Caiyi, who is standing on the sidelines, join, right?

That's too beastly! People are girls, how can they play football with a bunch of big guys?

Zhu Mingrui's eyes widened, his face turned pale, and he said in a panic: "Kicking football? Me? ”

"Yes, it's you!" Without waiting for Zhu Mingrui to agree, Lang Tao took Zhu Mingrui and stepped onto the football field - looking at Zhu Mingrui's reaction, it can also be seen that Zhu Mingrui is unhappy, it is better to start early and save his tongue.

Zhu Mingrui's face turned red and he was pulled into the football field, and he didn't say anything about refusal.

It was Zhu Mingrui's first and last football game - Zhu Mingrui later said that the friendly match left a deep shadow on him, especially the captain of the red team, Wu Zejun, so that every time he encountered Wu Zejun's football game in the future, he would be a football commentary.

In the huge football match, the two teams, one red and one blue, have become a stark contrast, and Langtao and Zhu Mingrui, who are temporary foreign aids, are even more contrasting in terms of the appearance of not wearing jerseys and pants.

Lang Tao and Zhu Mingrui are both forwards.

The blue team changed to a 4-4-2 formation and the red team formed a 4-3-3 formation.

The 4-4-2 formation consists of four defenders, four midfielders and two strikers; The 4-3-3 formation is an attacking formation with four defenders, three midfielders and three strikers.

Poor Zhu Mingrui didn't know anything about these formations - Zhu Mingrui stood in the position of the right forward, looking at Langtao tremblingly, his face full of unease.

Lang Tao comforted: "Don't be afraid, although they have one more striker than our team, the midfield control is relatively weak, we only need to pay attention to their captain No. 11, the other two strikers should be easy to deal with!" ”

- Not at all! Zhu Mingrui was in a fog when he heard it, and his heart was extremely crazy.

But they also understand that the reason why the blue team has only two strikers, or two foreigners, is entirely because the red team kicked three of their strikers!

But why not let him be a defender? Zhu Mingrui looked at Lang Tao sadly, full of resentment: Look at his size, he is strong and big, he is really a candidate for a defender! Why......

As if hearing Zhu Mingrui's heart, Lang Tao said again: "I know that you can't play, the reason why you let you be a striker is because there is no striker in the blue team!" What's more, as long as you want, you can run around other positions as you like, anyway, they don't know what I and you are capable of, so it's convenient to be surprised. ”

Zhu Mingrui: "......"

Zhu Mingrui had nothing to say.

No matter how reluctant he is, Zhu Mingrui has to compete as a striker.

Start with the red team.

Wu Zejun, No. 11 of the red team, dribbled, Zhu Mingrui gritted his teeth and ran forward courageously.

Wu Zejun didn't take Zhu Mingrui in his eyes at all, hit it ruthlessly, easily knocked Zhu Mingrui away, and continued to run with the ball.

Zhu Mingrui shook and was almost knocked down, holding his aching abdomen, crying in pain - wow! It's not like I don't know, I'm shocked: it turns out that the captain of the red team is such an arrogant existence?!

Zhu Mingrui shook his head and looked at the back of Wu Zejun running farther and farther with the ball.

Lang Tao didn't rush to grab the ball either, thinking the blue midfielders would get it back.

Staring at Wu Zejun's figure, Lang Tao quickly thought about countermeasures.

Through the first half and halftime of the ten-minute break, Lang Tao secretly observed Wu Zejun and found that this 1.85-meter-tall, dark-skinned college student has a sturdy physique and a pair of thick and hard thighs. Although Wu Zejun's ball skills belong to the rough level, Wu Zejun's appearance is a tough guy image, as a striker, he does have an indomitable momentum, which can drive the morale of the whole team......

Worthy of the captain!

However......

Just as Lang Tao thought, the four midfielders of the blue team teamed up to tackle!

The BLU midfielders tackled skillfully: they came from all directions, and invariably blocked Wu Zejun's direction, leaving him to retreat. At the same time, two BLU defenders were also sent to target the other two strikers who assisted Wu Zejun, so that they could not smoothly pick up Wu Zejun's football.

Wu Zejun has a strong sense of self-esteem, and he doesn't think about retreating at all, nor does he plan to pass the ball. He wanted to hit someone, but the players in the blue team didn't give him a chance to hit someone: the two stretched out their feet and shoveled, Wu Zejun narrowly avoided it, and the third person took the opportunity to make up the knife and shovel again, and the football was shoveled away!

The soccer ball rolled to the side, was hooked by someone's foot, and was hooked away.

It was the blue team No. 15 who grabbed the football and quickly passed the football to Langtao.

Lang Tao didn't think about it, and dribbled straight to the red team's goal, and the speed was very fast.

Wu Zejun's eyes narrowed, and he did not return to his position to grab the ball.

As another striker of the blue team, Zhu Mingrui's scalp was numb and he ran cooperatively.

After only running for a while, Zhu Mingrui was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and his speed dropped down significantly.

Zhu Mingrui couldn't catch up with Langtao at all.

In addition, the midfielders of the red team also had to miss Langtao due to their slow pace.

At this point, only two players from the BLU team barely managed to run into the RED team's penalty area.

Zhu Mingrui was dizzy and wanted to cry without tears.

"Here's a chance!" Lang Tao shouted and kicked the football to Zhu Mingrui, "You come and shoot!" ”

"Don't!" Zhu Mingrui was angry and anxious, watching the ball fly in, and hurriedly received the football, "Langtao, you are a nervous disorder!" ......" Looking at the goal of the red team, Zhu Mingrui was full of bitterness-

Wow~ He can't shoot!

Langtao! Bastard! For Mao to pass it on to him?!

"Stop him!" Seeing that the rookie was about to shoot, the RED players all laughed: the RED midfielders breathed a sigh of relief, and the RED defenders all rushed in to try to scare Zhu Mingrui.

Zhu Mingrui was indeed frightened.

Wow ~ Help! What if I am told to shoot but someone stops me? Waiting online ~ urgent!

Zhu Mingrui was so frightened that he subconsciously kicked the football away, but he didn't have time to pay attention to where it was kicked.

This kick was really coincidental, so coincidental that it just avoided the route that the defenders were running from, and it happened to roll to the feet of Langtao!

The RED players were shocked.

At this time, they also lost their best opportunity to intercept.

A RED defender yelled, "Goalkeeper! ”

The RED goalkeeper makes a defensive stance.

Lang Tao stared at the upper left corner of the goal, adjusted the angle, and kicked hard-

The ball crossed a beautiful parabola and drilled into the top left corner of the goal – the RED goalkeeper could make a pounce but couldn't touch the ball!

"The ball is in!" Lang Tao raised his arms and was overjoyed.

It was his first shot on goal!

"Underestimate the enemy!" The RED players were frustrated.

"Awesome!" The BLU players applauded and cheered.

Lang Tao was not carried away by the joy, and calmly shouted: "Score three more goals, and the score will be overtaken!" ”

Lang Tao's goal boosted the morale of the blue team, and the blue team players shouted: "Three more goals!" ”

I don't think about how difficult it is to score three more goals.

Let's go back to their places.

The goalkeeper and captain of the blue team, Xue Lin, smiled with satisfaction, swallowed back the words that he had intended to remind the players not to lose their hearts, and glanced at the forward captain opposite with a slightly gloating look.

"Do you dare to score a hat-trick?" Trick your heart! Who wouldn't? Wu Zejun was furious, facing Langtao, and shouted loudly.

"If I score a hat-trick, won't you lose?" Good and decent, who will be excited? Lang Tao raised his eyebrows, "I'll let you guys do it~ I won't score a hat trick." ”

It's impossible to think about it, and when you look at the way they look at themselves, you know that it is not easy for them to have a chance to score.

Fools make fools!

What the? Don't want to score goals and not be a good striker? - Don't laugh, first he is a footballer, then a football striker, and his goal is to be a good footballer, which means that he is willing to give up shooting as long as he wins...... Luckily, he tried other positions as well.