Fox in the Penalty Area

Lin Jin was sitting in the bus, while the driver was smoking outside the bus.

She was watching the live broadcast of the game through the mobile phone in her hand.

The live broadcast is the match between Dongchuan Middle School and Huitang Middle School.

Just ten minutes into the game, Huitang Middle School had the upper hand.

They used Xiao Kuailing's offensive tactics so that Dongchuan Middle School could only shrink its defense and dared not invest troops in the attack. They were afraid that the number of people in the back line would be insufficient and the opponent would find loopholes.

Lin Jin frowned. She expected that this game would be difficult for Dongchuan Middle School, but she didn't expect to fall into a hard fight at the beginning.

Various barrages floated on the live broadcast screen:

"However, Huitang Middle School was ranked fourth last year. Even if Dongchuan Middle School is the biggest dark horse in the first round, it can only stop here!"

"Huitang Middle School's fast pass and cut cooperation is really pleasing to the eye!"

"Huitang Middle School, come on!"

"Didn't Luo Kai brag very fiercely? Why didn't you see any performance from him? How about 'the strongest freshman in high school'!"

"This is a match between Dongchuan Middle School and Huitang Middle School. Fans of Chen Xingyi don't come here to make trouble!"

"Rockai, Luokai!! Luokai is the strongest!"

"Isn't it an exaggeration to say that Wang Chaolin and Ke Yan's midfielder is the strongest midfield combination?"

In fact, Lin Jin liked to turn on the barrage function when watching the game before. While watching the live broadcast of the game, watching the fans chatting at the same time, I found it very interesting, as if she was watching the game with many people at the same time.

But now she clicked to close the barrage function at the bottom of the screen, and the screen suddenly became much cleaner.

She frowned, staring intently at the phone screen.

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"Ten minutes into the game, Dongchuan Middle School didn't even have a shot. The supernova Luo Kai who performed well in the last game didn't do anything..."

The voice of the narrator is transmitted through the speakers in the four corners of the audio-visual classroom.

The players from Jiaxiang High School gathered again to watch the live broadcast of the game.

The kickoff time for this game will be later than the first round, so the Jiaxiang High School players will finally be able to watch a full game.

"Huitang Middle School picked up the rhythm at the beginning..."

"Looking at it now, Dongchuan Middle School defeated Xizi Middle School 6-0 in the first round, which may not be a good thing. Huitang Middle School has become serious now. If they had eliminated Xizi Middle School after a hard fight, maybe the situation It will be different. Huitang Middle School will not be so serious..."

"Huh? How is it possible? Let me tell you, no matter how Dongchuan Middle School won the first round, Huitang Middle School won't let them go easily!"

"That's right, I guess they look at Dongchuan Middle School with envy now! Because we were the ones who defeated them in the third and fourth place finals, they must have regarded Dongchuan Middle School as our substitute, and want revenge !"

The Jiaxiang High School players who were watching the game in the audio-visual classroom obviously didn't need the barrage function, because they could chat directly with the game broadcast.

As he was talking, he saw on the projection screen, Wang Chaolin, a midfielder from Huitang Middle School, wearing the No. 10 jersey, was asking for the ball from his teammate on the right.

He ran to the right rib, and his teammate also passed the football.

Liu Haowen, the midfielder of Dongchuan Middle School, immediately approached Wang Chaolin.

At the same time, the Huitang middle school fullback who passed the ball to Wang Chaolin did not stop, but continued to advance along the sidewalk, making a posture to cooperate with Wang Chaolin in a two-pass and one-hit wall.

Wang Chaolin did indeed look at the direction in which he was thrusting forward, and raised his foot.

Mao Xiao, who originally wanted to rush towards Wang Chaolin with Liu Haowen, immediately guarded the penalty area when he saw this. At the same time, Dongchuan Middle School's right back Li Liang turned around and followed the opponent's forward full back.

Wang Chaolin finally passed the football, but not to the forward full-back, but with a slightly awkward posture, turned around and passed the football behind him, to the left of the penalty area!

Before that, he didn't even observe the situation over there, so he passed the football directly.

It's as if he knows that someone will definitely receive his kick after passing it!

In fact, someone did!

"Beautiful pass! Ke Yan!"

With the roar of the commentator, the No. 8 player of Huitang Middle School raised his left foot high and stopped the football in the air firmly.

This short player is Ke Yan, one of Huitang Middle School's midfield duo.

And because Huitang Middle School's offense had always been on their right, Dongchuan Middle School's defensive focus also shifted.

Although the head coach Li Ziqiang told the players before the game, let them not be easily thrown away from the defensive position.

However, in the face of Wang Chaolin's imaginative and extremely difficult cross pass transfer, Dongchuan Middle School's defensive line still failed to keep up. When Ke Yan received the ball, Dongchuan Middle School's main defensive forces were On the other side, the only one standing in front of Ke Yan is Wang Junchao, the right back of Dongchuan Middle School who came back to help defend.

He rushed forward quickly, trying to steal the ball when Ke Yan just stopped a high ball.

As a result, Ke Yan slapped the football to the left very coherently, and at the same time turned his body slightly sideways, dodging Wang Junchao who was rushing up!

"Opportunity! Ke Yan broke into the restricted area!"

Accompanied by the narrator's yelling, some players from Jiaxiang High School in the audio-visual classroom exclaimed: "Oops!"

Meng Xi, the goalkeeper of Dongchuan Middle School, abandoned the goal and attacked, trying to block Ke Yan's shooting angle.

But Ke Yan didn't hesitate after catching up with the football, just a low shot!

The football sticks to the turf and goes straight to the back corner of the goal.

After brushing shoulders with Meng Xi, it went right into the goal net!

"Good shot! Beautiful! In the 13th minute of the game, Huitang Middle School took the lead! Huitang Middle School's fast pass and cut led by Wang Chaolin and Ke Yansuo left us a very deep impression in the last competition. This time, they used this tactic to stun Dongchuan Middle School's defense line, causing them to lose their position in the exhaustion...In the end, Ke Yan seized the opportunity to complete the fatal blow!"

"Ahhh!" In the audio-visual classroom, a player from Jiaxiang High School yelled regretfully.

Although they are mortal enemies in the Anton Cup, just like the previous game, since Dongchuan Middle School is now representing the high school football team of Andong Province, the players of Jiaxiang High School naturally support Dongchuan Middle School, and I hope they will not Disgrace to the Andong High School football team.

Seeing Dongchuan Middle School lose the ball, of course they will feel very sorry.

"Dongchuan Middle School's defense is still not comparable to ours... I think back then, after we advanced by one goal, we kept that one-goal lead until the end!"

"Nonsense, there was a captain in our team at that time! Even Chen Xingyi couldn't help it against the captain, so how could Wang Chaolin and Ke Yan break through the captain's defense?"

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After the football entered the goal, Li Ziqiang heard a wail from the bench behind him.

He stood on the sidelines, frowning.

Obviously, the defensive tactics arranged before the game did not work.

He still underestimated the tacit understanding of Huitang Middle School's Chuanqie cooperation.

Wang Chaolin was able to pass the football to the space behind him without observing the surrounding situation at all.

This caught Dongchuan Middle School by surprise.

That pass was a stroke of genius...

No wonder this middle school has also been able to participate in the national competition for six consecutive years.

Everyone has never missed the national competition, and the gold content of Huitang Middle School is much higher than that of Xizi Middle School...

Obviously, if the game continues like this, the situation will become more and more unfavorable to the Dongchuan Middle School football team. If they are indifferent, the team will be fully mobilized by the opponent's passing and running, and will be exhausted...

While Huitang Middle School players were still celebrating their goals, Li Ziqiang called captain Chu Yifan to the sidelines and gave him face-to-face tips.

Soon Chu Yifan took the order to go, and then called the frustrated teammates together to convey the latest instructions from the head coach.

"The game has just begun, don't give up! The coach asked us to use alternate foul tactics, but pay attention to the scale of the foul. We have to disrupt their rhythm so that they cannot play in their familiar rhythm."

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The door of the principal's office of Dongchuan Middle School was locked, but a voice could still be heard vaguely coming from the room.

"...Ah, Liu Wenhao fouled Wang Chaolin, the referee blew his whistle to suspend the game."

"...Dongchuan Middle School fouled again. This time it was their captain, Chu Yifan. He stretched out his hand and pulled Ke Yan's jersey, preventing Ke Yan from receiving Wang Chaolin's pass..."

"Obviously, after losing the ball, Dongchuan Middle School made tactical adjustments. They should have adopted foul tactics to break the original rhythm of the game. This really worked. Huitang Middle School's offensive threat was reduced. Many, Dongchuan Middle School even has the strength to fight back..."

"Luo Kai received the pass, he dribbled the ball and made a surprise attack, but faced with the defense of two players from Huitang Middle School, he could only be forced to slow down, and then chose to pass back..."

"...Luo Kai was really closely guarded by Huitang Middle School in this game. In the last game, he finished his senior year and made himself a target of public criticism at the same time as showing off..."

"No, not only Luo Kai fell into the tight defense of Huitang Middle School, but also Chu Yifan. As soon as he received the ball, two players from Huitang Middle School forced him up and broke his ball... As Dongchuan Middle School's only midfield organizer, once he is restricted, Dongchuan Middle School's offensive effect will be greatly reduced."

"Huitang Middle School's offense was frequently interrupted by Dongchuan Middle School's foul tactics, and Dongchuan Middle School's offense was also unable to play a threat because Luo Kai and Chu Yifan were marked to death. The game began to become flat... the stands There were a few boos here and there, obviously the fans weren't happy with the way the game went..."

"Dongchuan Middle School's midfielder Liu Wenhao fouled Wang Chaolin again. This time the referee did not let him go, but showed him a yellow card! This is not good news for Dongchuan Middle School, because They have a yellow card for their midfield barrier, so how are they going to deal with Wang Chaolin?"

"Because of Liu Wenhao's foul, Huitang Middle School got a chance to take a free kick. This free kick was taken by Wang Chaolin himself... Yes, he is also Huitang Middle School's number one set-kick taker... …He set up the football, approached... and shot! Woohoo!! The goal is scored!! It’s so beautiful! The football went around the wall of Dongchuan Middle School and flew into the goal! In the twenty-eighth minute, Wang Chaolin The free kick gave Huitang Middle School a two-goal lead!! The situation is very unfavorable for Dongchuan Middle School!"

creak creak...

This is the rubbing sound made by Principal Zhai Guangming's hands tightly holding the ceramic teacup.

He seemed to put all his strength on the teacup, trying to squeeze the teacup to burst.

In order to watch the game, he locked the office door, rejected all work arrangements in advance, and handed over those matters to the people below.

The creaking, grinding sound rang through the office for a while, then died away.

Zhai Guangming let go of the poor ceramic teacup and sighed leisurely.

Sure enough, I'm still a little greedy... The first time I entered the national competition, I just wanted to beat the fourth place in the previous competition...

That's the top four, how can it be so easy to play?

Thinking of this, Zhai Guangming smiled self-deprecatingly.

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When he saw Wang Chaolin kicking a free kick into the goal, Li Ziqiang couldn't hold back anymore. He turned around and walked up to Hu Lai, who was on the bench, and said to him, "Go warm up first."

"Okay!" Hu Lai didn't talk nonsense, and ran to the warm-up area.

He is already very familiar with this set of operations.

He guessed that it won't be long before he should play.

No way, who made Luo Kai, that trash, not score a goal yet?

Thinking of this, he cast his disdainful eyes on Luo Kai on the field.

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When Hu Lai was called by the head coach to warm up, Luo Kai noticed this scene.

At this time, he saw Hu Lai running towards the warm-up area and casting his gaze at him.

Although it was a little far away, Luo Kai still clearly felt the meaning in those eyes - disdain and contempt.

After being stared at by these two eyes, Luo Kai suddenly felt a rush of blood rushing to his head!

When had he been looked down upon so much?

He clenched his fists tightly.