Chapter 13 Qingshan No. Middle School VS Chongli No. Middle SchoolOn Tuesday morning, two coaches, He Qiongshan and Luo Kang, led 24 players through a crude "Arc de Triomphe" made of balloons. In front of them was the school bus of Qingshan Middle School, with four large cursive characters "No. Middle School Men's Football Team" written on it. "Come on, men's football team, come on!" "Win the championship! Wuhu!" On both sides were the cheers of students from all over the school, both boys and girls, crowding the windows so tightly that no one could get in. This is the tradition of Qingshan Middle School. Whenever the football team faces a provincial or higher-level competition, the school leaders will deliberately arrange for the team's departure time to coincide with the end of get out of class for the cultural students. In this way, the cheers from classmates from the same school will undoubtedly greatly help the team's momentum. The cheers this year were particularly loud, because this year it happened to be Qingshan Middle School's turn to be the home court for the semi-finals. As long as their school's team made it to the semi-finals, these cultural students would get two full afternoons to watch the game. This is too great a temptation for students who study hard in the classroom all day. "call……" Jiang Yuan noticed that Jin Junjie next to him took a deep breath.
So he patted Jin Junjie on the shoulder and said, "You look a little nervous?" Jin Junjie smiled bitterly and replied: "How can I not be nervous? I didn't expect that this year we would be the home team of the top four. The pressure is huge!" “Indeed, the hopes of all the students in the school are pinned on us.” Jiang Yuan smiled. Not to mention Jin Junjie, even Jiang Yuan himself was a little nervous. "move!" Jiang Yuan patted Jin Junjie's butt and urged him to move forward. Principal Wang Hongming was high-fiving every team member. "come on!" Wang Hongming and Jin Junjie high-fived each other, and said "come on" to Jiang Yuan, the next one. But just as Jiang Yuan finished clapping and shaking hands and was about to walk over, he suddenly found that Wang Hongming was holding his hand tightly. ? "Principal Wang, this is..." Jiang Yuan was puzzled, and the only response he got was Wang Hongming's kind smile. "Young man, you must keep working hard!" After saying that, Wang Hongming patted Jiang Yuan on the shoulder and let Jiang Yuan leave. "..." On the bus, Jiang Yuan was still thinking about what had just happened. He carefully searched for fragments of memories about the principal from his previous life. But he found out that he had not done anything wrong, so the principal shouldn't know him! "do not care!" Jiang Yuan shook his head and closed his eyes. Now he needed to face the next game against Chongli No. 1 Middle School.
…… "Try to hit the left as much as possible, Jiang Yuan, can you accept it?" With 20 minutes left before the game started, He Qiongshan was giving a pre-match mobilization in the team's locker room. Jiang Yuan nodded: "Of course!" It would be great to play him as the core point. The general tactics of campus football are simple crosses from the bottom. Compared with the right where Lou Junhao is, Jiang Yuan on the left is obviously more impactful. "Okay, the opponent in the first game is relatively weak, so the forwards should push forward as much as possible. We are the defending champions, so we must play with momentum in the first game against Chongli No. 1 Middle School!" "Come on, shout with me" He Qiongshan took Luo Kang's hand and hung it in the middle with the back of his hand facing down. The team members pressed forward one by one, and Jiang Yuan was no exception. “1, 2, 3, come on!” Chen Yushuo led his team out of the locker room. When Jiang Yuan was excited, he was suddenly pulled aside by Lou Junhao. "What have you thought about it?" There was no doubt that Lou Junhao was talking about the matter of not passing the ball to Jin Junjie. Jiang Yuan shook his head and said firmly: "I don't care what you do, and I don't care what others do. I will go all out in all the next games." “Not only for the school, not only for my classmates, but also for myself.” After saying that, Jiang Yuan walked out without looking back. "I'm doing this for your own good!" Lou Junhao's voice came from behind, but Jiang Yuan had already walked onto the court. The venue for the competition is Qingshan City Stadium. A football field is built in the middle of the familiar track and field, but it is a city stadium after all, so there are a lot of stands. The bad news: There was no audience Good news: it was live, and quite a few people were watching. The live broadcast is divided into two channels, one is the official silent live broadcast room jointly run by the Education Bureau and the Sports Bureau, and the other is a mysterious little website with a host. Compared with the official live broadcast room, the picture quality of the mysterious little website is slightly worse, but the number of viewers is more than 5 times that of the official live broadcast room. At this moment in the live broadcast room, a male voice was patiently explaining: "Now broadcasting is the Jiangxi Province High School Super Group Football League, Qingshan Middle School and Chongli Middle School. Qingshan Middle School wears white jerseys and black shorts, and Chongli Middle School wears blue jerseys and black shorts." "The host just checked the past records. The two teams have not played against each other yet, but Qingshan Middle School was the champion last year, and the main players haven't graduated yet!" "The anchor is optimistic about Qingshan Junior High School winning by 1 goal, feel free to disagree" …… Jiang Yuan walked to his position and looked at the right sideback from Chongli Middle School who was facing him. Unexpectedly, the right sideback raised his middle finger towards Jiang Yuan. Wow, he's so violent. Jiang Yuan just sneered at this. Strength has always been the key on the field. The right back was so arrogant, Jiang Yuan just wanted to stop him from being arrogant.
Players from both teams were shaking their legs in their respective positions. Qingshan Middle School still used the familiar 433 formation, while Chongli Middle School played 4231. The 4231 formation is relatively defensive, but also has a hidden attacking power. The problem is that it places high demands on the team's single striker. "Brother Yuan, the opponent has only one striker, you must pass the ball to me in this game!" Jin Junjie was quite unhappy. The center forward on the opposite side was half a head shorter than him. Can this help improve a lone striker? Jiang Yuan glanced at the center of Chongli Middle School, a boy with a buzz cut named Gao Yong, who was probably about the same height as Jiang Yuan. "Don't panic, they don't understand how to kick 4231" Jiang Yuan comforted Jin Junjie's nervousness in his unique way. "Beep——" The referee blew the whistle, Gao Yong passed the ball back in the center circle, and the game officially began. It was a classic back pass. The players of Qingshan Middle School had already guessed what the opponent was going to do, and the entire forward line began to retreat. The Chongli Middle School midfielder received the ball and adjusted it slightly, then used the instep to send a straight pass to the right. This was a flat ball sent from the arch of the foot. I don't know if it was because I was too nervous and didn't exert enough strength, but the speed of the ball was very average. Jiang Yuan observed for a while, started forward, and intercepted the pass before Chongli's midfielder. At this time, Jin Junjie immediately ran to the right wing and reached for the ball. Jiang Yuan passed the ball without hesitation and then immediately ran forward. Jin Junjie understood what he meant and sent a straight pass towards Jiang Yuan. ! Jiang Yuan stopped the ball, and Chongli's No. 20 right back immediately rushed over and blocked Jiang Yuan. Logically speaking, it would be a better choice for Jiang Yuan to play against Cai Chongchong and let Cai Chongchong make a cross from the bottom line. However, when he remembered the middle finger that the full-back in front of him gave him before the game, Jiang Yuan had a new idea. …… Please collect and read the new book.
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