There is a dream called football

Physical education teacher He Fangju pointed to the lawn and indicated that the ball was placed right here, facing the goal, less than 20 meters away. This ball was very suitable for making a curve ball.

Li Qiao stepped forward, and Lei Wen went back to form a human wall. Li Qiao asked Lei Wen to give He Zheng a message not to jump when he walked into the wall.

"Don't jump on the wall?"

He Zheng obviously didn't see it that way.

"At Yan Xiao's level, as long as the ball passes by, it will definitely go in."

In a professional game, even if the ball hits the wall, as long as the angle is not very tricky, the goalkeeper can still pick it off, but judging from Yan Xiao's level, it is probably a long shot.

So He Zheng made up his mind that the ball could not miss the wall.

"It's better to jump, the ball can't be let go."

Lei Wen agreed with Li Qiao's view, but he couldn't resist He Zheng and had no choice but to give up.

Wang Chukong stood in front of the ball. He expected that the opponent's wall would definitely jump, because amateur players have the biggest problem. They lack their own thinking and learn from others. Most of their skills are learned by watching games.

The referee blew the whistle and Wang Chukong took a run. Just before touching the ball, there was a sudden pause. Li Qiao, Li Shan and Lei Wen all saw it.

"Oops."

right!

Wang Chukong waited for the wall to jump first, then pushed the middle and upper part of the ball with the arch of his foot, and rolled the ball past the wall with one kick.

When Yan Xiao saw the ball, he had no time to react. He watched the ball hit the net again.

"pretty."

"goal!"

"Class 8 will win."

The spectators began to cheer. They felt that the game was over and there was no need for the second half.

After losing the ball, Li Shan immediately changed his formation, all came back to defend, played an iron barrel formation, and finally held on for the rest of the first half.

Looking at the score of 0-3, Li Shan, like the children, felt a little heavy.

"Lei Wen, Li Qiao, go to my car and bring the two boxes." Li Shan threw the car keys to Li Qiao.

The two went to carry sports drinks and chocolates, which Li Shan used to "win people's hearts."

A coach's task is to lead everyone forward, but what makes people believe in you? It's very simple, one is dreams and the other is bread.

There are already a lot of dream bombings. What he needs now is bread. Li Shan specially bought Gatorade and some chocolate. This is bread.

Being able to drink sports drinks in the hot weather made the players feel a little better.

He Zheng glanced at Yan Xiao, who had his head lowered and remained silent. He was about to say something to him, but someone grabbed his shoulder.

"Coach Li!"

Li Shan shook his head, "Let him be alone."

He Zheng saw it and had no choice but to give up.

After drinking the sports drink, Li Shan asked everyone to gather together.

"The Miracle of Bern, do you still remember the historical story I told you?"

"Remember." Everyone replied feebly.

Li Shan smiled and said: "Football is round. Think about the great reversals in history, maybe we can do it in the second half."

"But we are not Germany." someone said.

"Yes, we are students. Football is amateur, and Class 8 is professional. The gap is too big."

Li Shan knew that the children were in a low mood, and pure dream bombing might be useless at this time.

"Well, assuming we lose, we have to let people know that this is a football game, and we can't have a basketball score in the end. That doesn't make sense."

puff!

Some people are happy, but more people can't laugh, because if the current situation continues, it will be difficult to score a double-digit score in the end.

"Well, I made a deal with you all. As long as we don't lose more than 5 in the end, I'll treat you all to dinner tonight as a thank you for everyone's efforts this week."

"Coach Li, there is no need to eat. We will fight hard. We want face."

"Yes, we want face."

Li Shan smiled. Fortunately, some morale was saved in the end. At least these children were not beaten to the ground.

Li Shan patted He Zheng and said, "Give everyone sports drinks and chocolates, and take away those who can't eat."

He Zheng nodded and left.

Li Shan called Li Qiao and Lei Wen to a shady area.

"Okay, I admit that I am too idealistic. This is a street melee, and I prepared according to the Champions League script."

Raven smiled, "Uncle, what shall we do in the second half? You will definitely not admit defeat!"

A hint of cunning flashed in Li Shan's eyes, "Li Qiao, Raven, how many years have you been playing football together?"

"Five years."

Both of them have played football together since they were young, but they started playing field football together in junior high school. In order to have a place to play football, they left their footprints on cement floors, sandy floors, mud courts, and basketball courts. Until two years ago, the two of them met

I found a small stadium that was slightly better than a vegetable field, which stabilized my football career.

Li Shan continued: "Well, forget everything I said to you this week, such as high forward tactics, triangle coordination, and combination of wings and center. Forget it all."

"Forget everything?" Raven looked confused.

Li Shan pointed to his teammates over there, "I have 15 players, but in fact you two are the real aces. Only your level can be compared with Wang Chukong and Liu Bin in Class 8. The others are too far behind.

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"Uncle, I don't understand..."

Li Shan stretched out his hand to indicate that he could finish his sentence, "You don't need to understand. In the second half, you two are just like playing wild football. You don't need tactics, you don't need to worry about your teammates, it's just the two of you."

Lei Wen and Li Qiao looked at each other, their hearts brimming with passion. In fact, they had wanted to do this for a long time, but it didn't work. If they did, they would be scolded to death by their teammates, and He Zheng would be sad at that point.

"Uncle Li, are you sure?"

Li Shan nodded, "This is the only way I can think of, otherwise we will lose."

Li Qiao and Raven nodded.

During the intermission, Class 8 ran back to their classroom to blow on the fans. From a sports medicine perspective, this is quite bad, as it means the muscles are cooling down.

Li Shan saw this clearly, "The first 10 minutes of the second half are particularly critical. The players in Class 8 are mentally and physically slack. It will take at least 10 minutes to return to the state of the first half. This is our opportunity."

"Um."

During the halftime break, Lei Wen and Li Qiao drank the least amount of water, basically just to moisten their throats. They both ate a banana and did not cool down. Li Shan wanted to ensure that their condition was the same as at the end of the first half.

almost.

The physical education teacher looked at his watch and saw that it was almost time. Players from Class 8 were running back to the court one after another, and Class 6 was also getting ready.

Players from both sides stood in their positions, there were far fewer people in the teaching building, and the lack of suspense in the game made people uninterested.

The PE teacher blew the whistle and the game started. Everything seemed to be the same as in the first half. Only three people knew that everything was quietly changing.