"Beijing team ~ come on! Beijing team ~ must win! ......" In the audience, it is always Liu Yun and his cheerleading girls who are eye-catching, "Beijing team~ Come on!" Beijing team ~ must win! ……”

"Beijing team ~ handsome! Beijing Team ~ Hi! Beat all the way and vowed to win the championship of the 'Northeast District of the Campus Group'! Yang Fei danced the banner in his hand, which is also a beautiful landscape, cheering for a ball game to change a trick, screaming, "Looking forward to your performance in the second half~ We will always support you!" ……”

The appearance of being a brainless fan not only compared Liu Yun with his cheerleading girls, but also robbed the football commentator Xiao Ming's job by the way - I heard the football commentator Xiao Ming put down the microphone and roared and ridiculed:

"Beauty, you're so good! Fans do your job, and it's not in vain that the Beijing team is so desperate! ”

Yang Fei glanced at Xiao Ming proudly and continued to go crazy.

Many viewers admired and laughed at Yang Fei: what they admired was that Yang Fei was more serious than Liu Yun and their group of alumni of the pure Beijing team, and the funny thing was that once Yang Fei went crazy, she was really crazy and secondary, but she still didn't know it and thought she was good - what girl dared to cheer so hard? is also cheering for the national football team......

But......

The audience looked back and couldn't help but comment on the excitement of this ball game: "Look at the beauty over there, you see how excited she is, is this ball game very exciting?" - Oh my God! I'm late! I missed it! ”

"Do you think this game is exciting?" "Average, right?"

"What's going on?" "I haven't scored until now!"

"Huh? Didn't score? Could it be that the two sides are still 0-0? "Yes! No one scored! ”

"Really~ What do they eat? Why didn't you score? "Aha~ That's great! I can wait for them to play in the second half and see who scores first! ”

"Let's go! Let's go! It's not a pretty game at all – I'll get some sleep first! "Wait a minute! I'll go to sleep until the afternoon ball game? - I remember the 'Shenyang team'? ”

"The afternoon is the game of the football team of Shenyang Institute of Physical Education?" "Wow~ Isn't this college the Shenyang Institute of Physical Education? Are they strong? "Then you have to see it!"

"As the organizer, the Shenyang team should be very strong!" ……

The audience's discussion style is also very strange: obviously this is a ball match between the Beijing team and the Harbin team, chatting and chatting, it is strange to talk about the Shenyang team-

Retracting his ears, Li Jun looked at Jiang Wusheng and said happily, "Are they discussing you and your team?" ”

Jiang Wusheng sneered: "Who is rare for them to discuss? What can they come up with? I was here, but no one recognized me...... For that alone, they're all pseudo-fans!

“…… You're quite narcissistic. Li Jun squinted at Jiang Wusheng, and the more he looked, the more he felt that Jiang Wusheng's plastic surgery had become an empty skin bag - just having appearance but no connotation: look at his little eyes, he was so arrogant that he was almost empty!

Only at this time did Li Jun miss the obscene-looking Jiang Wusheng before.

"No kidding with you." Li Jun took a pleasant look, "Which of these two teams do you think is stronger?" ”

"Each has its own characteristics." Jiang Wusheng spoke without hesitation, "The Beijing team is good at attacking, the overall speed is fast enough, and the physical strength is also good, but the physique is not as good as the Harbin team!" The Harbin team is good at defending, and the style is mainly 'dragging', which can slow down or even drag down the rhythm of the Beijing team! I think the key to victory is who can control the tempo of the game between the midfielders of both teams! ”

"It's the same as not saying it – the midfielders have always dominated the strength of the team's attack! The Lang team can be stared at by Li Dian, and it is not easy for him to get rid of Li Dian...... The front midfield is frozen, and according to your will, the Beijing team should lose. Li Jun twitched, "In my opinion, the key to success lies in the last five minutes of the second half!" ”

"Are you saying they won't be able to decide until the last second?" Jiang Wusheng raised his eyebrows.

"That's what I think." Li Jun shrugged his shoulders, "If you don't believe it, look at the second half, they must have been kicking around again, but they couldn't score a goal - they won't be vigilant until the end of the game, and they will use offense, and then one goal will decide the winner...... Believe it or not! ”

"What's the use of seeing?" Jiang Wusheng rolled his eyes, "Is there a reward?" ”

"How about rewarding you with ten pounds of apples?" Li Junpi proposed with a smile.

Li Jun was tossed by the apple with a slight psychological shadow.

Jiang Wusheng smiled dryly, seriously waiting for the arrival of the second half.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ming, who occasionally passed behind them, unexpectedly heard the conversation between the two, and looked at Jiang Wusheng and Li Jun quietly-really? It's so mysterious, and ......

Who are the members of the Shenyang team?

Xiao Ming looked left and right, and reluctantly recognized Jiang Wusheng.

Fifteen minutes later—

The two teams reunited again, and with a whistle, the second half of Beijing vs Harbin began.

Started by the Harbin team.

The football was buckled at the feet of Liu Bei, the No. 9 forward of the Harbin team.

Liu Bei touched the football and trotted.

Tianjin team's No. 10 left striker Ding Fen and No. 11 right forward Gao Sheng ran wildly and rushed to the outside of the Beijing team's penalty area in one breath - Lang Tao squinted: Raid?

Thinking of this, Lang Tao yelled at the defenders of the Beijing team: "Stop them!" ”

The Beijing team's No. 14 left midfielder Jia Jia and No. 15 right midfielder Qi Feiyi ran towards Ding Fen and Gao Sheng respectively, trying to stop their progress - and then egg!

As freshmen, Jia Jia and Qi Feiyi's altitude in front of Ding Fen and Gao Sheng is too unsightly - Ding Fen and Gao Sheng are in their third year, but they are much more burly than Jia Jia and Qi Feiyi, and at first glance, when they saw Jia Jia and Qi Feiyi blocking their way without fear of death, they almost laughed angrily:

Ding Fen and Gao Sheng deliberately touched Jia Jia and Qi Feiyi with their bodies respectively, and sure enough, they saw Jia Jia and Qi Feiyi crooked their bodies, and they couldn't collide-

Ding Fen and Gao Sheng picked up speed violently, easily shaking off Jia Jia and Qi Feiyi.

"Come back!" Lang Tao was full of black lines, and called back Jia Jia and Qi Feiyi - for the sake of being both freshmen, Lang Tao would not be embarrassed Jia Jia and Qi Feiyi!

"Yang Yan, give me the No. 11 of the Harbin team!" Wu Zejun yelled.

Seeing Yang Yan shocked, he rushed to the No. 11 right forward of the Harbin team, Gao Sheng, blocking his way!

Gao Sheng was startled, took a closer look, and saw Yang Yan guarding him expressionlessly - wherever Gao Sheng went, Yang Yan followed, and he didn't say a word, like a ghost, like a shadow!

Gao Sheng was targeted to death by Yang Yan.

Ding Fen was not spared - Wang Sicheng, the No. 5 free central midfielder of the Beijing team, ran forward and set his sights on Ding Fen!

Wang Sicheng's body is much stronger than Qi Feiyi, and he is good at marking people, sticking Ding Fen on the bar, staring Ding Fen to death, so that he can't touch the football!

After a moment, when Liu Bei was slowly preparing to break into the midfield area of the Beijing team, he was surprised to see that the striker players on the other side had already been locked by the opponent-

At this moment, if Liu Bei wants to attack, he will inevitably break alone for the time being!

Taking a deep breath, Liu Bei stopped and suddenly hooked his finger towards Langtao.

Lang Tao was stunned: Is he about to fight?

Without saying a word, Lang Tao ran towards Liu Bei.

Lang Tao accepted Liu Bei's challenge.

saw Liu Bei stepping on the ball with his foot, motionless.

Slightly curious in his heart, Lang Tao subconsciously stretched out a kick-

Liu Bei suddenly moved the ball with his foot and dodged Lang Tao's tackle.

Raising his eyebrows, Lang Tao approached Liu Bei, and then hooked the ball with his foot.

Liu Bei flexibly hid the ball in Tibet, as if by magic; Lang Tao grabbed the left shovel and the right, but he couldn't grab the football!

Neither of them was in a hurry, and still staged the trick of "you hook me to pick, I will move you to rob", and their attitude was so serious that others were embarrassed to interrupt - for a long time, Liu Bei and Langtao stood around their respective teammates, and they almost stood in a circle, almost blocking the referee's sight!

Moreover, even Yang Yan didn't guard anyone anymore.

Yang Yan returned to his playing position and used it as a mural as usual.

It was about the first time that the referee encountered such a strange scene, his face was dark and dark, he endured and endured, and did not whistle - his eyes were staring, and the referee threatened both teams with his eyes to play well and not to make any trouble.

The two teams received the referee's warning, and they tacitly took a few steps back, vacated the open space, and waited to snatch the lone football!

Liu Bei and Lang Tao used their feet to grab the ball peacefully for ten minutes, and Lang Tao won by a small victory and snatched the football!

After getting the ball, Lang Tao accelerated as soon as possible, and rushed to the outside of the Harbin team's penalty area!

The Harbin team was not ambiguous, and immediately sent several players to block Lang Tao in turn - Lang Tao did not have time to pass the ball, relying on his unparalleled control of the football and moving forward with the ball!

Even if there are obstacles ahead, it can't slow down Langtao!

Behind Lang Tao, there are the forward players of the Beijing team.

Running all the way into the Harbin team's penalty area, Lang Tao finally ran into trouble - the Harbin team desperately returned to the defense and did not hesitate to use the [intensive defense] tactic: all the Harbin team players retracted near their own goals and blocked people in the mountains!

Dodging the flying tackles of two Harbin players, Lang Tao was unable to break through the Harbin team's defense, so he passed the ball back to Yao Qian, the No. 8 right winger of the Beijing team - Yao Qian didn't catch it!

The football was intercepted halfway by Cao Chun, the No. 6 back of the Harbin team.

Cao Chun dribbled the ball and met Wu Zejun, the No. 11 left striker of the Beijing team, turned left and right, and passed Wu Zejun! dribbling the ball again, and met Jiang Bisheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Beijing team, and with a slight glance, Cao Chun suddenly passed the ball-

Football commentator Xiao Ming couldn't help but laugh, and couldn't help but complain: "It seems that Cao Chun of the Harbin team also has his own 'wall grass' skills: when he sees Wu Zejun, he passes directly, and when he sees Jiang Bisheng, he chooses to pass the ball - it seems that Cao Chun also knows that Wu Zejun is not a talent with football skills......

The football passed to the feet of teammate No. 7 free central defender Li Dian.

Li Dian also doesn't like to hold the ball, walking a few steps, but seeing the Beijing team players leaning towards him, he passed the ball straight again, and passed the ball to his teammate No. 8 fullback Li Qing - at this time, Li Qing smashed the ball and waited for thirty seconds, and after attracting the attention of other Beijing team players, he made a long pass and passed it to Liu Bei, the captain of the No. 9 forward!

Liu Bei jumped up, hit the ball with his head, and the football swished to the left forward of the Harbin team.

"Hurry back to defense!" Lang Tao's pupils shrank, roared loudly, and rushed after Ding Fen.

Cao Chun, the No. 6 defender of the Harbin team, flashed his eyes and blocked Langtao and prevented him from acting.

"You ......" Lang Tao stared at Cao Chun steadily.

On the court, Cao Chun had a cold face, treated Lang Tao as an enemy, and did not talk to him.

Lang Tao ran left and right, but failed to succeed - Cao Chun 360 degrees, perfectly locked Lang Tao, and his marking skills were slightly higher than Wang Sicheng's!

Even without Lang Tao's command, the players of the Beijing team spontaneously retracted to their own camp, exchanged courtesies, and also adopted [intensive defense] tactics: the two teams crowded around the Beijing team's penalty area, which was particularly shocking.

Lin Xuecheng, the No. 22 goalkeeper of the Beijing team, was beating hard, for fear of conceding the goal with one negligence - he stared at the football so hard that every time the Harbin players posed for shooting, his heart beat out of his throat! And when the Beijing players tried their best to disrupt the opponent's shots, Lin Xuecheng relaxed slightly. However, soon, when the Harbin team put on the shooting posture again, Lin Xuecheng's mood immediately resurfaced......

That's enough!

A drop of cold sweat seeped out of Lin Xuecheng's forehead, and Lin Xuecheng frantically brushed the barrage in his heart: If this continues, one day I will die of a heartbeat - this game is like a roller coaster, and it is a heartbeat!

He couldn't hold it anymore!

Feng Shui takes turns: the Harbin team's penalty area is unbearable, and it will be the turn of the Beijing team...... Lin Xuecheng nervously watched the football being snatched away, and his eyelids jumped from time to time, especially when he saw the Harbin players shoot several times, he tried his best to save the ball, but he didn't save!

- Fortunately, the other party didn't hit the kick either!

dragged the Beijing team players to work hard Fu'er, the Harbin team players always shot crooked, either hitting the crossbar or hitting the column - fortunately, the other party did not come [upside down golden hook], otherwise......

Wiping his face, Lin Xuecheng wiped out the sweat of his hand - it should be cold sweat, he doesn't feel hot!

"Keep it up!" Lin Xuecheng's eyes were red: If he wasn't afraid of leaving the goal and having an accident, he would have wanted to grab the ball!

- Get a defender and clear the ball! The football is shaking so much under his nose, it's very stressful?

"Let me come-" Seizing the opportunity, the No. 2 right-back of the Beijing team, Duan Mulu, stepped forward, raised his foot, kicked hard, and saw the football fly high and fly straight to the area of the Harbin team!

"Great!" Lin Xuecheng gave a thumbs up to Duanmu Lu.

It's a pity that the happiness lasted less than 30 seconds - Cao Chun, the No. 6 back of the Harbin team who was guarding Langtao, was attached to the acceleration, rushed to the front of the football, made a long pass, and passed the ball into the penalty area of the Beijing team!

Lin Xuecheng: "......"

Duanmu Green Tiger blushed, and he was busy participating in the defense.

"The Beijing team and the Harbin team are still fighting!" Football commentator Xiao Ming said seriously, "The captain of the Beijing team was closely watched by the No. 6 of the Harbin team, and he could only watch the backyard catch fire!"

"The Beijing team tried to resolve the crisis, but the Harbin team didn't allow it - they finally passed the ball away, and they were kicked back by the No. 6 of the Harbin team! The captain of the Beijing team, you work hard! Pass the No. 6 of the Harbin team! Otherwise, you will be stared at by him all the time, and you will not be able to organize the offensive front of the Beijing team at all!"

Minute by minute.

I don't know how long it was, but there were still five minutes left before the end of the game.

And both teams, still no one scored.

Football commentator Xiao Ming reported while looking forward to -