"Brothers and sisters, a peerless practice match is being held on the football field, and the speed is watching!" A familiar voice shouted out through the microphone, not too loud, "Want to see a shocking reversal of the event? Want to experience the magic of football? Intramural Soccer Team – Freshman VS Sophomore, Who Can Win the Race? Stay tuned!"

This statement came from the broadcast studio, and all the teachers and students in the school were surprised when they heard it.

In all corners of the school, all kinds of discussions and curiosities have been set off.

In the hallway—

"Where did you come from, you're quite fat?"

"What the hell is this?"

"Damn, whoever makes a big fuss in the broadcast studio, no one cares?"

Under the Banyan Tree –

"Football field? Practice matches? What do you mean? ”

"Say there's a game on the football field?"

"Ball game? What's there to see? ”

"It's just ~ it's not good to play football, don't go!"

In the cafeteria—

"I'm a little curious, why don't you take a look?"

"Just look at it, don't pull me!"

"Let's go and watch the game for free!"

"I recognize the announcer just now, isn't it Brother Zhu~?"

"Damn, it's him? I'm going to send him the blades! I ate so well that I was choked by his throat! ”

……

Outside the green field, Lang Tao was also startled: Zhu Mingrui? How could it be ......?

saw Wu Zejun standing in the growing audience and waved his hand lightly, as if telling Lang Tao that he called Zhu Mingrui.

Wow, Wu Zejun, do you think I'll be happy?!

Don't you make Zhu Mingrui's football commentary toxic?!

Sure enough, I heard Zhu Mingrui just say two serious sentences, and immediately lost his tune - "Do you want to know what to see in freshman VS sophomore year? Interested? Please? Come and ask? ~Haha, I won't tease you~

Hello everyone, I am Zhu Mingrui, Zhu Yuanzhang's Zhu, tomorrow's Ming, Xiangrui's Rui, this time I will serve as a football commentator, I hope you can like it! There are two outstanding figures in the freshman team: Lang Tao and Jiang Bisheng! Lang Tao won the championship of the last national ordinary high school football competition, and Jiang Bisheng is the younger brother of the captain of the last big football league champion! Enough of a background, right? What's more coincidental is that they are both strikers - hey, this time it doesn't seem to be a striker, and they have changed to a midfielder? Okay~ Let's wait and see, and expect them to play a big feast for us! Now, let me briefly introduce the situation of the two teams......

Let's go, Lang Tao didn't have time to listen to Zhu Mingrui's follow-up information, and was stunned by Zhu Mingrui's inattention.

Lang Tao's ears were red and his face was hot, and when he turned his head again, he saw his teammates looking at him with rare eyes.

Jiang Bisheng also received the same treatment.

Lin Ruojin laughed, patted Jiang Bisheng's shoulder, and said happily: "Shengsheng, you are really good." ”

"Shut up." Jiang Bisheng said angrily.

"Hurry up, hurry up." Lang Tao spoke with difficulty, only to feel that his lining and face were completely lost, and he was so embarrassed that he threw all the words he wanted to say before the game to cheer for victory.

The nine teammates tacitly adjusted their facial expressions and silently followed behind Lang Tao, but they were serious.

Lang Tao was terribly embarrassed, especially when Jiang Bisheng smiled comfortingly at him.

However, when Lang Tao looked at his opponents, he quickly put aside his embarrassment and became high-spirited.

"The formation of the big one team is 4-3-3, inclined to attack, forwards Yang Le, Xiao Yu, Qi Feiyi, midfielders Lang Tao, Jia Jia, Jiang Bisheng, defenders Zhou Hua, Zhang Tianhua, Li Fengnan, Liu Feilong, goalkeeper Lin Ruojin. The sophomore team is in a 4-2-3-1 formation, with very high offensive and defensive requirements, with defenders No. 22, 23, 24, and 25, double midfielders No. 19 and 21, attacking midfielders No. 16, No. 17, and No. 18, single striker No. 34, and goalkeeper No. 12." Zhu Mingrui worked through the microphone in one go, and his position was very clear.

Don't be too obvious about the treatment?!

The corners of Lang Tao's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he roared in his heart: Don't just give us hatred? It's nice for you to name all of our team, but you can't call them all by their jersey numbers!

Look, all the members of the second group of the sophomore team are staring coldly at the broadcast studio in the distance! I'm going to catch you and beat you up! Besides, the audience doesn't care, it's just that Coach Confucianism seems to be angry, and his face is almost as black as the bottom of the pot!

The whistle blows and the practice session begins.

Standing in the midfield, this is the first time for Langtao.

For the first time officially as a midfielder.

Langtao is not unfamiliar at all.

Thinking back carefully, Lang Tao suddenly realized: although he was a striker in the past, he was also the leader of the first team, and also the role of midfielder - and Lang Tao was surprised to experience the position of midfielder, which can really make people have a broad vision!

As soon as I looked up, there were three players in front of me; Looking back, there were four defenders behind him.

And he, in the center, is like a commander, scolding Fang Xuan.

Looking back at the three forwards standing in a row, Lang Tao was looking forward to their performance - no matter what the ability of his teammates is, he must believe in his teammates, as long as he cooperates well, he can control the rhythm of the game!

"Freshman starts! Yang Le, the striker of the freshman team, dribbles, Yangle's speed is good, and he runs very fast - very good, Yang Le is about to encounter the first wave of attacks: No. 16 from the sophomore team! What will he do?" Toxic football commentator Zhu Mingrui poisoned milk in advance, "It should be able to pass the ball, he can't go straight into it alone."

After that, I saw Yang Le dribbling the ball past the No. 16 of the sophomore team!

Zhu Mingrui continued dryly, "...... Terrible! Freshmen pass sophomores! Next, Yang Le will continue to take the ball and rush to the outside of the sophomore team's penalty area to shoot——"

Before the word "door" was finished, I saw that Yang Le was intercepted by the No. 17 and No. 18 of the sophomore team!

Zhu Mingrui: "......"

The sophomore team who got the ball immediately counterattacked: No. 34 rushed forward, No. 17 and No. 18 passed to each other, and the three formed a special triangle formation and slowly approached the midfield of the big one. "Jiang Bisheng, you go and stare at No. 17, I'll go and stare at No. 18?" Lang Tao looked at Jiang Bisheng for help - these two goods are by no means typical of a golden partner!

Jiang Bisheng said "um" and took the lead in rushing up to the sophomore team to keep an eye on No. 17.

The No. 17 of the sophomore team was not good at holding the ball, so he decisively passed to the No. 34 of the sophomore team before Jiang Bisheng rushed over.

At the same time, Langtao also strictly guarded against the No. 18 of the sophomore team, and followed the No. 18 of the sophomore team like a fart.

lost two helpers in a row, and there was no one to fill the vacancy, and the No. 34 of the sophomore team was lonely, and he was soon tackled by Zhou Hua, the defender of the freshman team!

Zhou Hua passed the ball to Zhang Tianhua, who was closest to him, but Zhang Tianhua didn't catch it and leaked the ball, but fortunately it was picked up by Li Fengnan, but Li Fengnan's feet slipped and accidentally touched the ball crookedly. Seeing this, Liu Feilong flew forward and wanted to pass the ball to Langtao, but unfortunately he didn't take into account Li Fengnan, who got up to chase the ball. The two guys who wanted to pass the ball collided in pairs and fell, and as a result, the football was deflected to the feet of the sophomore No. 16, who came from behind.

Jiang Bisheng: "......" - our team's defender is definitely an undercover agent sent by the opposite side, right?!

Langtao: "......" - it must have been an accident, I have to trust my teammates.

Except for the three turtle-footed defenders, all the players on the freshman team were embarrassed.

"Stop him!" Lang Tao came back to his senses and yelled at the first time.

It's okay not to roar, but it's all messed up with a roar: the defenders rushed to grab the ball, but the more they grabbed it, the closer they got to the goal!

「…… Is the weakness of the Dare Freshman team at the back?" Zhu Mingrui, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke up again, "The No. 16 of the sophomore team is unstoppable, he rushed into the penalty area of the freshman team, and broke into the penalty area of the freshman team, does he want to shoot?" - Oh ~ this distance...... The goalkeeper is very hanging!"

"Small!" The short Lin Ruojin was magnificent, and waved his big hand, "Get out of the way, don't block my sight!" Let him shoot, he won't score at all! Lin Ruojin was domineering, so domineering that Lang Tao's eyelids jumped: For some reason, Lang Tao suddenly remembered the last friendly match, and it seemed that the genius goalkeeper named Xue Lin shouted the same way.

The guards of the freshman team obediently dodged away.

There really was no one to stop the No. 16 of the sophomore team.

If it weren't for the fact that he had to guard against the No. 18 of the sophomore team, Lang Tao would have wanted to rush forward and slap the defenders hard!

Pigs! If you want to flash, are you really flashing? What do defenders eat? Is it an ornament?!

Lang Tao tried to be calm, he couldn't hold on, he must take Lin Ruojin to talk about life after the game!

"Come on! Hold on! Lang Tao shouted, silently thinking in his heart: You must believe in the strength of your little partner.

The No. 16 of the sophomore team ran to the goalkeeper of the freshman team and feigned a shot.

Lin Ruojin, the goalkeeper of the freshman team, looked confident and made a flawless defensive posture.

The sophomore team's No. 16 kicked hard, and the football flew towards the top left corner of the goal.

Lin Ruojin had a strong jumping force, jumped up immediately, jumped very high, slapped the football with his hand, and slapped the football out.

But not out of bounds.

A figure flashed, but it was the No. 34 of the sophomore team.

The number 34 lifted his foot and shot low, and the ball rolled low towards the goal.

Lin Ruojin, who was in mid-air, stretched out his foot to block, but his leg was an inch shorter and he didn't touch it at all!

Lin Ruojin was shocked and saw the football rolling into the goal quickly.

Lin Ruojin ,...... Didn't save the ball!

Lang Tao: "......"

Do you want to trust your partner at all times? …… Do you want to slap your face like this?!

Five minutes into the game, the sophomore team scored first.

Score: 0:1, the freshman team temporarily fell behind.

The second group of the sophomore team cheered, but the second group of the first team was as quiet as a chicken.

"Missed, conceded? ......" Lin Ruojin's eyes widened, unable to believe it.

Lang Tao immediately ran over, knocked Lin Ruojin's brain twice, and said angrily: "Don't play the lost and decadent set with me, believe it or not, I will whip you?" "-Don't be a glass man who is strong on the outside! He's not in the mood to comfort anyone!

"......" Lin Ruojin was expressionless, "I'm sorry, it's my mistake!" There will be no next time! ”

"Good!" Lang Tao nodded with satisfaction, and took the opportunity to encourage everyone, "Don't be discouraged, the game has just begun!" ”

"Oh~!" All the players in the second group of the freshman team listened to this and regained their spirits.

"I didn't expect the freshman team to lose." Zhu Mingrui sighed, "It was this 'Lin Ruoji' player who made the freshman team lose, this time he was careless, I believe he will not lose points next time!"

The microphone amplifies the pitch so much that "Lin Ruojin" sounds like "you weak chicken".

- Even Zhu Mingrui never thought that his unintentional slip of the tongue accidentally became Lin Ruojin's nickname.

Lin Ruojin, you weak chicken.