Lang Tao patted his face, trying not to make his face look so gloomy.

It's all because Luo Caiyi and Qin Siyu were too sudden, which made Lang Tao a little dazed for a while - as a football player, you must take the game seriously and not let distractions affect your mentality!

Shaking his head, Lang Tao calmed down and prepared to kick the ball-

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Wusheng raised his eyebrows.

Wu Zejun also looked at it curiously.

"Nothing." Lang Tao's heart jumped and replied calmly.

Jiang Wusheng looked at Jiang Bisheng again, and said with a smile: "Have you seen that over there?" ”

Jiang Wusheng pointed to the Shenyang team's bench, where several substitutes and a coach were seated.

Jiang Bisheng lowered his eyes and said "um".

"Do you know he's angry?" Jiang Wusheng seemed to smile, "No matter what the result of this ball game is, you can't escape a ......"

Jiang Bisheng stopped Jiang Wusheng's words and said firmly: "But I don't regret it. ”

Since Jiang Bisheng was quietly admitted to a university in another province, he has decided to take the road of independence - he doesn't want to listen to his father's coach at all, and he silently acts as a shadow striker, being covered by the light of his eldest brother......

Sighing slightly, Jiang Bisheng suddenly realized that he was still a shadow striker, the only difference was that he could shoot freely, without having to follow the requirements of his father's coach, just concentrating on assisting his eldest brother.

Jiang Wusheng laughed when he heard this.

Biting his lip, Jiang Bisheng blushed.

Lang Tao patted Jiang Bisheng and said solemnly: "Don't listen to his nonsense!" In this ball game, the winner will be us! ”

"......" Jiang Bisheng twitched his mouth: The captain really has a mysterious confidence!

With a grin, the Beijing team cheered up and calmly prepared for the second half.

"Toot-" The referee whistled and signaled the game to begin!

Served by the Shenyang team.

The football was buckled at the feet of Jiang Wusheng, the No. 10 left forward of the Shenyang team - Jiang Wusheng dribbled, rushed to Jiang Bisheng without hesitation, and made it clear that he wanted to single out Jiang Bisheng!

Jiang Bisheng's pupils shrank, and not to be outdone, he rushed forward to accept Jiang Wusheng's challenge.

"Again!" Football commentator Xiao Ming held the microphone and spoke quickly, "Shenyang team VS team!" No. 10 ace vs. No. 9 powerhouse, who is more skilled?"

I saw Jiang Bisheng stretching out his arms to stop Jiang Wusheng, and at the same time clinging to Jiang Wusheng, he was bound to prevent him from advancing.

Jiang Wusheng took two steps back, distanced himself from Jiang Bisheng, moved the football back with his toes, and then picked up the football with his heels, only to see the football jumping up from Jiang Wusheng's back, like a hurdle, and flying from the top of Jiang Bisheng's head!

Jiang Bisheng hurriedly jumped up and wanted to intercept the ball in mid-air, but he didn't have enough football!

At the same time, Jiang Wusheng took advantage of Jiang Bisheng's jump to quickly bypass Jiang Bisheng, and after Jiang Wusheng threw off Jiang Bisheng, the football just fell at Jiang Wusheng's feet - the force under his feet, Jiang Wusheng sprinted in a desperate manner!

"Not good!" Lang Tao's face changed, and he yelled at Yang Yan, Wang Sicheng and Qiao Fei, "Stop him!" ”

Wu Zejun also shouted at Yang Yan: "Stare at the No. 10 of the Shenyang team!" ”

After listening to this, Yang Yan, the No. 4 scavenger of the Beijing team, Wang Sicheng, the No. 5 free central midfielder, and Qiao Fei, the No. 7 right midfielder, ran towards Jiang Wusheng in unison - the three of them ran in a row tacitly, like a city wall, blocking Jiang Wusheng's way!

Jiang Wusheng was not in a hurry, and passed the ball straight up-

But there were no Shenyang players ahead.

Qiao Fei regretted slightly: I knew that I should have run in a straight line, and I saw that Jiang Wusheng still dared to pass the ball high......

So, when the ball landed, Yang Chengcheng, the No. 6 left forward of the Beijing team, rushed smartly and kicked the ball away fiercely - Lang Tao didn't have time to stop it!

opened his mouth, Lang Tao glared dryly: It's good that you clear the siege vigorously, but why don't you want to think about it and pass the ball to the players of the team? - Just kick it, who knows who picked it up?

Sure enough, the football flew high into the area of the Shenyang team, and was steadily caught by the No. 8 midfielder Shui Ge of the Shenyang team - Yang Chengcheng's smile froze: I really didn't expect it to become like this!

Shenyang team's No. 8 midfielder Shui Ge rushed forward with the ball, met Wu Zejun, the No. 11 left forward of the Beijing team, decisively passed the ball, passed to his teammate No. 7 right forward Wen Feng, Wen Feng moved the ball and ran, and met Yao Qian, the No. 8 right winger of the Beijing team, and simply shot from a distance - the football crossed the big waves and smashed into the outside of the Beijing team's penalty area!

The Beijing team was taken aback and hurriedly chased the ball - Jiang Wusheng, the No. 10 left forward of the Shenyang team, was ahead of anyone else and caught up with the football first!

Without saying a word, Jiang Wusheng posed and volleyed fiercely!

The football hits the ground and blasts into the right goal of the Beijing team!

Lin Xuecheng, the No. 22 goalkeeper of the Beijing team, moved to the right, aimed at the football, and closed his eyes to make a pounce -

The football was held in Lin Xuecheng's arms!

"It's dangerous!" Lang Tao wiped the sweat from his forehead, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief-

Lin Xuecheng fell backwards in the posture of holding the ball!

"Senior Lin Xuecheng! ......" Lang Tao exclaimed.

The referee tactfully pauses the game.

The players of the Beijing team rushed to Lin Xuecheng's side in a swarm, ignoring Lin Xuecheng and the football falling in the goal, anxiously helped him up, and asked urgently: "What's wrong with you?" "Does it matter?" "Does your abdomen still hurt?" ……

Lin Xuecheng slowed down for a long time, opened his eyes embarrassedly, and said weakly: "It's okay." ”

With one hand on the ground, Lin Xuecheng staggered to his feet.

Wang Sicheng helped Lin Xuecheng falsely, for fear that Lin Xuecheng would suddenly faint.

“…… I'm not going to quit. Lin Xuecheng took a stand and reassured the people - now the Beijing team has no substitute goalkeeper...... Lin Xuecheng: He has to play.

The Beijing players were silent.

Wang Sicheng silently rubbed Lin Xuecheng's abdomen to soften the impact of his soccer shot.

Jiang Wusheng looked at Lin Xuecheng with some admiration, gave him a thumbs up, and praised: "You have great potential." ”

Lin Xuecheng looked at Jiang Wusheng in flatterment.

I only heard Jiang Wusheng narcissistically say: "My shot, there are really few people who dare to go straight to the goal, you are the third, but it's a pity that ......"

Who is the first and second one?

Lin Xuechengke thought for a while, and suddenly saw the referee make a series of gestures, and he actually ......

"Does this ball work?" - The players of the Beijing team were shocked!

"This ball works!" ——The players of the Shenyang team are overjoyed!

The players of the Beijing team and the players of the Shenyang team are staring wide-eyed!

“…… It's a pity you didn't make it! Jiang Wusheng laughed loudly, "You have potential, but it's a pity that your talent is too low." ”

Jiang Wusheng looked at Lin Xuecheng with pity and persuaded, "Why don't you just give up football?" - Football is not for you. ”

Lang Tao's eyes widened: How can anyone dare to persuade the opponent to give up football when the game is in progress?! How many meanings?!

His face turned red, Lin Xuecheng trembled with anger, and said angrily: "Thank you for bothering, no need." ”

"Your face is harder than your ball skills, why don't you go to the entertainment industry?" Lang Tao squinted at Jiang Wusheng, losing people will not lose the battle, "Don't be too happy!" Don't bully our goalkeepers anymore! Also, we'll overtake you! ”

"I'll see." Jiang Wusheng was half expectant, half disapproving.

It started again, but it was the Beijing team.

The football buckled at the feet of Jiang Bisheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Beijing team.

Jiang Bisheng raised his head and stared straight at Jiang Wusheng, as if he wanted to find Jiang Wusheng for a decisive battle again, and he would be ashamed!

"Jiang Bisheng!" Lang Tao shouted urgently, "Pass me the ball!" ”

Jiang Bisheng glanced at Langtao slightly and nodded slightly.

Gently dribbling the ball, Jiang Bisheng trotted forward, and waited until Hua Cheng, the No. 9 shadow striker of the Shenyang team, tackled the ball with red eyes, and passed the ball back without looking back!

Passed to Langtao.

"All pressed forward!" Lang Tao waved his hand and motioned for the forward players and midfielders of the Beijing team to rush forward.

In addition to the goalkeepers and defenders of the Beijing team, all the Beijing team players rushed to the area of the Shenyang team - the Shenyang team saw the Beijing team launch a big offensive, and they were in a hurry in an instant:

Shenyang's No. 11 right striker Jun Ming is eyeing Beijing's No. 8 right winger Yao Qian; Jiang Wusheng, the No. 10 left forward of the Shenyang team, personally targeted Wu Zejun, the No. 11 left forward of the Beijing team; The Shenyang team's No. 9 shadow striker Hua Cheng viciously targeted the Beijing team's No. 9 shadow striker Hua Cheng......

When the two sides stood still, Lang Tao was surprised to find that the players of the Beijing team were all guarded by each other, and few of them could catch the ball - sighing slightly, Lang Tao carried the ball forward alone!

Seeing Langtao going alone, Jiang Wusheng, the No. 10 left forward of the Shenyang team, was overjoyed when he saw Hunting, and did not hesitate to put aside Wu Zejun, the No. 11 left forward of the Beijing team, and rushed straight to the direction of Langtao.

Wu Zejun was full of black lines, and while complaining, "Jiang Wusheng, you are a flowery radish, and you have a handsome face that everyone is angry about", and at the same time, he rushed into the penalty area of the Shenyang team in surprise-

Lang Tao waited for Jiang Wusheng to take the bait, narrowed his eyes, exerted his foot strength, and made a long pass violently!

Hang high and pass long!

High enough to break through the sky - Jiang Wusheng jumped up with full experience, but he didn't intercept the football!

"It's up to you!" Lang Tao yelled.

I heard Wu Zejun yelling "ah", running wildly with red eyes, and running near the goal of the Shenyang team!

The football fell, right near the goal of the Shenyang team!

Wu Zejun aimed at the football and accurately hit it with his head-

The football flew quickly to the left goal of the Shenyang team!

Runyun, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Shenyang team, stretched out his hand and touched the football, causing it to crash into the frame!

Football flies!

"It's not over yet!" Lang Tao fiercely proposed the running speed, which was bound to run at the speed of light!

Jiang Wusheng's eyes flashed with a trace of amazement, and he chased after Lang Tao extremely rationally!

Lang Tao and Jiang Wusheng rushed to the front of the football one after the other!

Jiang Wusheng stretched out his foot and tried to tackle from behind Lang Tao!

Lang Tao also kicked out, hooked the football homeopathically, and threw the football up, just avoiding Jiang Wusheng's tackle!

Jiang Wusheng put down his foot, stretched out his other foot, and slid away.

In order not to be tripped by Jiang Wusheng, Lang Tao got up and jumped up with the ball-

Then, in the extremely short mid-air, Lang Tao made a quick kick and fired a volley!

The football is like a twisted child, flying arrogantly, as if deliberately hitting the crossbar of the Shenyang goal.

Runyun wasn't sure whether to jump or not - just a little distracted, and the football was already in the frame!

"W-What?" Runyun opened his mouth and stammered: What happened? Where is he? Who is he? ……

His heart sank, his mind turned white, and Runyun was hit by Lang Tao's shot.

"Captain, you're amazing!" "It's too good, you have passed Jiang Wusheng!" "Brother! Your captain won your brother, how do you feel? "One more goal, one more goal!" "We are champions! We are the champions! ”……

The Beijing players screamed with emotivity.

"It's flat!" Lang Tao clenched his fist.

Wu Zejun looked at Lang Tao silently: In the past, Lang Tao might have to splash cold water on his teammates to remind them not to get too carried away, but now, ......

"It's not like that!" Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was not paying attention, Wu Zejun sighed in Langtao's ear when he passed by Langtao.

Lang Tao was stunned for a moment, and said in a daze: "What is not like?" ”

"You." Wu Zejun cherishes words like gold.

"What?" Lang Tao was confused.

Wu Zejun shook his head and returned to his place.

Lang Tao calmed down, and said to Yang Yan, Wang Sicheng and Qiao Feihan: "In the fifteen minutes of the intermission, how did I talk to you?" - Ouch~ I actually forgot, who bothered to repeat it to me? ”

Yang Yan didn't care, Wang Sicheng and Qiao Fei were about to blush.

"We promise to get the job done." Without waiting for Lang Tao to turn his face, Wang Sicheng and Qiao Fei raised Yang Yan's wrist left and right, "The three of us are staring at Jiang Wusheng at any time, so we must make him unable to move." ”

"That's good." Lang Tao was a little relieved: I hope this method will work for Jiang Wusheng, right?

It was the turn of the Shenyang team to start.

The football was buckled at the feet of Jiang Wusheng, the No. 10 left striker of the Shenyang team.

Jiang Wusheng dribbled and set off a momentum towards the Beijing team.

Lang Tao immediately looked at the three players of the team - Yang Yan, the No. 4 scavenger of the Beijing team, Wang Sicheng, the No. 5 free midfielder, and Qiao Fei, the No. 7 right midfielder, pounced on Jiang Wusheng like a gust of wind!

This time, the three of them acted very neatly, Jiang Wusheng didn't react, and the football was intercepted!

"Pass me!" Lang Tao yelled.

Wang Sicheng, who got the ball, passed the ball and passed the ball to Langtao.

Lang Tao holds the ball and does not move.

The Shenyang team couldn't stand and came to grab the ball, including Jiang Wusheng!

Knowing Langtao's thoughts, the football is at Langtao's feet, and if the Shenyang team wants to win, they can only grab the ball!

"When we're dead?!" The defenders of the Beijing team rolled their eyes and ran forward without fear of death, waiting for Lang Tao to kick - Lang Tao looked up, No. 4 scavenger Yang Yan, No. 5 free midfielder Wang Sicheng and No. 7 right midfielder Qiao Fei rushed into the Shenyang team's penalty area!

"Watch the ball!" Seeing that everyone was arranged, Lang Tao got up and kicked a super long-range shot!

This super long-range shot is definitely a steal from Li Jun.

This long-range shot was closest to Wang Sicheng.

Wang Sicheng flew and hit it with his head!

The football swept through a sharp trajectory at high speed and plunged headlong into the upper right goal of the Shenyang team!

Runyun, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Shenyang team, failed to save the football!

"We've scored!" The score overtook him, Lang Tao was happy to dance, and he was like two people.

"Captain, you're amazing!" The players of the Beijing team did not hesitate to praise Lang Tao, "There are still fifteen minutes before the end of the game, as long as we keep this point, we will be the champion group of the 'Northeast District of the Campus Group'!" ”

"......" Lang Tao froze: Fifteen minutes left?

Fifteen minutes to get stuck with the No. 10 maniac on the other side without losing a point?

How is this possible!

Rubbing his teeth, Lang Tao felt that his teeth hurt for the first time.