Chapter XII

It was the twenty-third minute of the first half.

In the first 23 minutes, the first class was always running, the sixth class was always chasing, and neither side organized any decent attack, which is rare in amateur games - although the offensive formation of amateur games has always been lackluster, the offensive momentum has always been brave.

However, after running for more than 20 minutes, the speed of the first shift has also decreased significantly, even if they have been practicing running in the past few days, but in the end, most of them are still weak chickens, and the long-term physical gap is not something that can be made up in these days, in comparison, the sixth class is much better.

Opportunity!

As the captain, Ding Jia quickly realized this, but he couldn't help it for a while, but the anxiety he had earlier was greatly alleviated - according to this trend, the victory was still in their sixth class!

"Qi Zhenyun is capable, but he has no one." Although Li Zhiyuan is often unreliable, he still has his own opinions on football, and Cao Moran next to him did not answer, and he agreed in his heart.

0:0

At present, this score is definitely an honor for the first class, you must know that even the turtle stream may not be able to guarantee that more than 20 minutes will not lose points, but Qi Zhenyun has achieved this by running alone, not to mention anything else, at least in this competition, it is a precedent, and some teams already feel that they can do this next year - yes, the most touching is the third class!

However, the lack of people in the first class is also reflected in the all-round, technically and physically, obviously not good. At this time, as soon as the speed drops, the sixth class will soon be able to break the game - even if the first half is not good, the second half is absolutely fine.

And that's when the change came.

Zhao Wei passed the ball to Qi Zhenyun, Qi Zhenyun ran two steps with the ball, and passed the ball to Shi Ling under Ding Jia's pressure.

Seasonal!

In the past twenty minutes or so, the season has been completely ignored, although at the beginning of the sixth class arranged people, Yue Yi has been chasing, but in the more than twenty minutes of running and chasing, not only the other people in the sixth class began to forget him, even Yue Yi himself has become less and less concerned - this can't be blamed on him, because in the past twenty minutes or so, the season has not been in contact with football once!

No one gave him a pass.

There are some human factors in this - although Shiling is now a football team, and both of these games are played as the main force, but everyone is not familiar with him, the last game was arranged by Qi Zhenyun, this time Qi Zhenyun did not say, they have no awareness of this.

On the other hand, it's completely in season.

The first squad has always been the formation of 442, which is already a bit lonely, which has been gradually replaced by other formations in real professional football, especially in Europe, but it is still very common in amateur games. After all, 433 or 4321 has higher requirements for players and coaches, and Tiezhong, even if it is the fifth class, does not necessarily have such conditions.

And this formation of the first class is more defensive, especially in this game, even Ma Jinde has withdrawn to the midfield, if it weren't for the fact that he would sneak forward from time to time, it would be suspicious that the first class is 451 this time - in fact, it is not too bad!

When everyone is in the midfield and even in the backfield, only Shi Ling is in the front court, this, even if everyone wants to pass the ball to him, it is a little unrealistic, Ma Jinde has two chances, but he didn't pass to that side, so although Shi Ling ran very happily, he always ran without the ball, which was like a self-congratulatory one.

And at this time, Qi Zhenyun's ball arrived!

Yue Yi didn't react, and even the season hesitated for a moment - the audience present could prove it!

If it were replaced by someone else, the ball would probably be lost, but there was no one around him at this time, so after being stunned for a moment, he was still able to calmly run to the front court with the ball, and when Yue Yi caught up, he had already arrived in the penalty area, and when Yue Yi wanted to press him with his body, he had already raised his foot.

"Don't let the season lift your feet!"

In the future, the reason why Tiezhong will have such an understanding is that there is a deep foundation, and it is put here that is, the ball, in!

1:0

After running around the court for more than 20 minutes, when everyone thought that Class 6 would break the game, Class 1 scored first!

Class 6 was stunned, Class 3 was stunned, and Class 5 all had a feeling of having a bad toothache - they couldn't help but think of things they didn't want to remember.

"Ahh——!h The screams came from the first class, and the group of people who were also stunned by their own team finally found an opportunity to vent at this time, "Class 1! One class! One class! ”

They slapped their thighs with excitement as if they had won the game - and they were satisfied, although Class 6 was not like Class 5, it was a much stronger class than them, and now, they were the first to score! Even Liu Lei threw off his arm excitedly, and patted his thigh uncontrollably: "This kid! These two boys! ”

"How's it going, Mr. Liu?"

Liu Lei turned his head and saw Fu Zi's big round face, he was a little stunned, and then said: "Teacher Fu, let's watch the ball, you see how good this ball is." ”

"It's your class that's playing well."

"It's all good."

"But now it's your class that scores."

"It's a fluke."

"You're interested in my proposal now."

Liu Lei's head is big, he is the head teacher of a class, and this position has always enjoyed unique conditions, although the first four classes are considered key classes, but everyone knows that the overall quality of a class is the highest, he is only in his early thirties can be the head teacher of this class, obviously there is a reason, that is, he has such a hand in tutoring composition, and he himself is also a member of the Central Plains Provincial Writers Association, the most wonderful case is that two years ago he trained the smallest member of the Central Plains Provincial Writers Association, And this student won the first prize in the national essay contest last year, although he was already in high school at another school by this time, but the whole school, including that student, also recognized his guidance.

Of course, there are only a few who can enter the writers' association, and there are only a few who can win awards, but overall improvement is a common phenomenon - and composition, in the Chinese test paper, still accounts for a lot of points! And everyone also knows that people who write good essays will not be too bad in reading comprehension, so this guarantees a large score. As for the other knowledge points, it is rote memorization.

So the students he taught, the Chinese scores are good-the teachers in other classes are also a little greedy for his composition group, in fact, the school also wants him to bring more people, but this is too energy-consuming, and his own students are just that, and in other classes, even if there is no class to teach, there is still a thick and thin difference, so don't care who says, he has always shirked.

Only this time, he was forced into this mouth......

Fu Zi, this old thief, can do anything!

Watching Fu Zi slowly rolling up clouds and spitting fog there, Liu Lei even suspected that there was an illusion that his own team's goals were designed by him - of course, this can only be an illusion.

"Xiao Liu, your class is performing so well now, you can't still be optimistic about them."

"Really, it's a fluke."

"Then you look down on us? Well? Do you think I'm too old to be useful? ”

Old thief!

Liu Lei almost wanted to scream, rolled up his sleeves and fought with him, but in the end he just took a long breath: "There can only be one group, four people." ”

"Xiao Liu ......"

"Forget it anyway."

Fu Zi was a little disappointed, but looking at his attitude, he also knew that this was the best he could strive for, so he only nodded: "One group is one group, alas, Xiao Liu, in fact, young people should be more responsible, I ...... when I was your age"

"Teacher Fu, what you said is twenty laps on the playground, but you have to run it all at once."

"Okay, okay, okay."

Seeing that he promised to be so neat, Liu Lei was even more depressed - the other party clearly thought it was impossible, well, he himself felt that it was impossible for them to win the championship......

As soon as he got up with this thought, he heard another commotion on the other side of the playground, and when he looked up, he found that the scoreboard had changed again!

“2：0！”

They're class, and they're scoring again!

It's in again!

When he saw the scoreboard, Liu Lei was shocked first, and then he was surprised, why did he enter again so quickly?

In fact, everyone is a little confused now, why did they enter again?

In fact, this goal is still obvious, after the first class scored the goal, it was the sixth class that got the ball.

The sixth class, who was holding his breath, wanted to pull it back immediately from top to bottom, but as soon as the ball reached the midfield, it was grabbed by Qi Zhenyun, and then he ran wildly with the ball directly - no one defended!

Ding Jia can't be blamed for this, because no one thought that he would intercept the ball at this time!

And when they went to besiege him, he directly passed the ball to Zhao Wei - the latter has no one to defend, who will defend a defender at this time!

Then Zhao Wei also ran wildly with the ball.

Circle, started to circle again, anyone who saw it would think it was going around in circles again, but when the season came to the midfield, the vigilance of the sixth class, Yue Yi did not make any mistakes this time, and the others also began to lay out - for a group of middle school students, their performance was absolutely remarkable, and even their physical education teacher said afterwards - there are several places where your performance this time is very super-level!

However, Zhao Wei did not pass the ball to the season!

He still didn't have this awareness, he still passed the ball to Qi Zhenyun, and then, Qi Zhenyun took the ball to the front court, and then shot the ball in the goal area!

If before the ball just now, Qi Zhenyun would definitely not be able to complete such an attack, because almost everyone was staring at him, but after that ball, the sixth class was attracted by the season, although there were still people around him, but Ding Jia was really not too much of a disturbance to him - especially when Ding Jia also went to see the season......

"I'm grass!" Li Zhiyuan was originally pestering Cao Moran to say the season, but he was shocked again when he saw this scene, "Qi Zhenyun's hand is too slippery!" This TMD is too slippery! ”

Treacherous!

No matter from which point of view, the sixth class is suppressed by one class, but now the first class has scored two points, and these two points are, to some extent, treacherous.

The first score is something that everyone didn't expect, and the second score is still, everyone didn't expect it!

"If it goes on like this, it's really possible for the first class to win!" Li Zhiyuan shouted loudly, while Dong Jinze, who was standing not far from him, pursed his mouth slowly, but heavily.

Qi Zhenyun is no longer without one now!

Because there is an extra season, he has more infinite possibilities!

Infinite possibilities, this, the sixth class is also conscious, although they do not have a very clear understanding like Dong Jinze, but they also feel that it is impossible for them to suppress the first class in all aspects, one is not good, the first class may score again!

'Here's when we scored.' At halftime, Ding Jia said this to his players.