The Ball at Your Feet

"I never thought of one day watching football here," Zhang Jun couldn't help shaking his head and sighing as he looked at the huge screen in the big conference room. "It's the first time I can watch football on the big screen."

"I can't believe it. The college entrance examination is only one month away. We are still watching football here... college entrance examination, why are you not worried?"

Beibei was still complaining. She couldn't imagine until now, why the school would agree that they were distracted from watching football when the college entrance examination was approaching. Although the World Cup is indeed rare, the college entrance examination is just around the corner. What is the World Cup?

"You can bring your own book to read, no one cares about you. Don't those over there have books?" Li Ke pouted and pointed to the other side with his chin.

"I'm not that stupid. If Ning Zi really plays in a while, you will definitely turn your heads to look at me. If I don't watch football here again with a book, I will definitely be talked about by someone." Bei Bei gave him a white look. , "Also, if someone looks at me for a while, don't make a fuss."

Li Ke nodded and snickered and looked at Zhang Jun. They all know Beibei's temper. This little girl is hard-hearted and soft-hearted. Although she always says that it has nothing to do with Zhao Yaning's current football career, in fact, she remembers Zhao Yaning's game information more clearly than any of them. Although she always said that the college entrance examination is the most important thing, but if she does not watch the game, she will definitely be the first to see the result of the game after the game.

"Bebe, I'm here, so stop complaining. Watch the game well, it's not better than anything else. Anyway, it's also a big event in Chinese football. You don't need so much nonsense, right?

Zhang Jun persuaded Beibei, and Beibei's expression improved a lot, but he still snorted, "It's your business to appreciate the game. I don't understand the game at all. Costa Rica is an American country, and it can be considered a strong team. ?"

Zhang Jun glanced at Li Ke and motioned for him to explain. Beibei knew in his heart that although Zhang Jun was also a fan, but more often than not, he just followed up with a booze. When it comes to real understanding of football, Li Ke still has more.

Li Ke pondered for a while before speaking, "Costa Rica is a North American country, and its strength is definitely not as good as South America. And they are also entering the World Cup finals for the second time, and they must have insufficient experience. As for their strength, I don't know what their football is. It should be offensive football. You can see that their playing style is also a three-back. Like Argentina, it should be offensive football."

"That means Ning Zi can still play some role? Didn't he play a defensive counterattack for a season?"

Beibei asked. Li Ke shook his head and said, "Not necessarily. European football and South American football are two ways. Ning Zi's style of play is practiced in Europe. It may not be possible to play against American football."

Beibei nodded, didn't say anything, just turned her gaze to the game.

But she still couldn't understand anything.

"Who has the upper hand?" After watching for a long time, Bei Bei asked.

"Basically it's a stalemate." Zhang Jun watched the game and opened his mouth. "Milu still knows that something has changed. You see he mentioned Sun Jihe to the right midfielder, Xu Yunliang kicked the right back, and Li Xiaoping also put Li Xiaoping in the middle. , To enhance the interception control in the middle. Qi Hong did not play, this is a more conservative way of playing, if such a cautious style of play can yield results so quickly, it is that the difference in strength is too great, and there is no meaning to play. ."

Beibei nodded without understanding, and then closed her mouth again.

After a while, she spoke again, "Well, can Ningzi have a chance to play?"

Zhang Jun shrugged, "I shouldn't have a chance. He won't be able to rank in the national team. If he changes, Qi Hong, Yu Genwei, and Qu Bo are all good changes. No matter what. He. His main method of playing is to fly all over the court with speed. Although he has the ability to break through, his ability to cooperate and combat is originally average, not to mention that now he has changed a group of new teammates. Even if I am a coach, I dare not dare. Bet on him."

This answer made Beibei let out a cry, and then she was silent for a while, "But can't he shoot himself?"

"Auntie, in this kind of competition, shooting is deadly." Zhang Jun interrupted Beibei impatiently, "After a while, I saw us yelling and then yelling. If the camera is given to Ning Zi, I will shout two more voices. That's it. Don't disturb us watching the game, okay?"

Beibei stomped fiercely, but reluctantly turned her head to the big screen.

And just halfway through the first half, the situation changed. This change came so quickly that everyone watching the ball couldn't help but make a sensation.

In 17 minutes, Solis uprooted Sun Jihe from the side and received a yellow card warning. At the same time, Sun Jihe had to go to the sidelines for treatment because of serious injuries.

The camera swept across the bench, Milu shouted a word to the bench behind him, Zhao Yaning jumped up from the bench and began to warm up.

"Is this Ning Zi going to play?"

Everyone watching the ball didn't know whether to be angry or to be happy. It is certainly not very happy that the Chinese team players have suffered this kind of injury, but Zhao Yaning is the pride of this school. He is going to play, and everyone is a little happy and proud.

It's just that at the same time, more and more eyes are cast on Beibei.

"The Chinese team was forced to change in 22 minutes. No. 7 player Zhao Yaning replaced No. 6 player Sun Jihe. Last season, Zhao Yaning played for the Ajaccio team in the French second division. The team won the second division championship, and also contributed 10+10 goals and assists. He is also a star player in French second. And he is only 18 years old this year, and he is a promising player..."

The narrator's words proved the fact, and there were whispers in the crowd. Beibei blushed and lowered her head, but she couldn't help but smile a little.

"Ning Zi was on, but it was a forced substitution. The tactics were all disrupted. It's not good next." Li Ke said while watching the game.

Zhang Jun ignored him, and the two of them had different views on football. Although Zhang Jun is a Serie A fan, he is very superstitious about mental strength and the personal abilities of the stars. Although Li Ke is a Manchester United fan, he always has a tactical tone. It is difficult for the two to reach agreement at this time. same.

But what Li Ke said did make some sense.

Although Zhao Yaning has excellent breakthrough skills, his defensive skills are not very good. The Chinese team originally asked Sun Jihe to counter-rob the frontcourt, but now, without such a link, the rhythm of the game has been somewhat disrupted.

With the chaotic rhythm of the game, the Chinese team encountered danger again and again. Fortunately, the defender of the Chinese team is still good, winning several headers. And forty minutes on the ground, the Chinese team finally started an attack of its own.

After the goalkeeper finished the free kick, he quickly drove the ball to the right and handed it to Zhao Yaning's feet. Without any hesitation, Zhao Yaning quickly rushed into the hinterland of the opponent.

The opposing players were still too late to retreat from the frontcourt. Zhao Yaning's speed came together to make people jaw-dropping. Seeing that there was a large expanse of open space in front of him, there was only one defender defending there. There was a great possibility that Zhao Yaning successfully broke into the penalty area.

The people in the conference room all stood up, expecting this attack to turn into a beautiful goal.

But at this moment, a Costa Rican player made a fierce tackle from the wing and directly kicked Zhao Yaning into flight.

Amidst the sighs, Beibei exclaimed.

That's how Sun Jihe went on just now.

"No problem, the foot didn't fall down, it was mainly because of a bump." Zhang Jun knew what Beibei was worried about, "It just hurts for a while and can't stand the injury."

"This is a deliberately hurting red card action, right?"

Li Ke thought about Beibei's accusation before speaking, "It shouldn't be. You see that his position is basically a side shovel, and his foot is also pressed, not a deliberate injury. But it should be a card. "

Sure enough, the referee took out a yellow card.

"It would be great if there was no guard behind, it must be red. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Zhang Junyi sighed unfinishedly.

This formed a free kick in the frontcourt. On the court, Zhao Yaning seemed to be talking to his teammates, and after a while, Zhao Yaning stood in front of the ball and Yang Xi stood behind him.

"Ning Zi penalty this ball?" Beibei immediately became interested.

"This ball seems to be taken by Yang Xi, and Zhao Yaning will screen for him. This free kick is about 30 meters from the goal, on the right side of the court. It seems that it will be an indirect free kick. Speaking of this, this time The meditation of not being selected for the national team in the World Cup should be regarded as the best player in China's football free kick."

"The team's first penalty shooter, three goals and two assists, can't you remember this?" Beibei grumbled.

Li Ke looked at Zhang Jun, who shook his head. They can't remember these. Only Beibei can remember this, right?

"It's more than 30 meters, it would be great if Dazhen was there..." Zhang Jun was still talking, and suddenly he saw Zhao Yaning standing in front of the ball just two steps, and suddenly he twitched his calf. The ball is kicked out!

The crowd erupted with a loud shout, and the football suddenly flew up. All the people competing for the top squeezed toward the far post, but the ball traversed an arc in the air and turned into the bottom corner of the goal near the post!

"The goal is scored! The goal is scored! The Chinese team's first goal in the World Cup, the Chinese team leads 1-0!"

The commentary shout rang, and amidst the noise, Beibei also saw Zhao Yaning running quickly on the court, and a forward somersault suddenly made everyone shout.

"Good job, Ning Zi!" Zhang Jun slapped fiercely and jumped up, "This is just like a man!"

"What are you happy about?" Beibei pulled Zhang Jun away from her sight, "This is my man!"