Chapter 35 The ball went in before I even touched it? The three forwards of Qingshan Middle School's eyes lit up. Luo Kang was right. From the reaction in the first half, it could be seen that the defenders of Wangdao Middle School preferred physical attacks, and this could indeed be utilized well."Don't worry, Brother Kang, I'm Lin Daiyu in the restricted area!" Jin Junjie patted his chest and assured that although he had a physical advantage, this advantage could be "disappeared" if necessary. Luo Kang nodded and looked at Jiang Yuan again: "Your defense was a bit too aggressive in the first half. You are a fast striker. If you keep playing like this, you won't last long in the second half." Hearing this, Jiang Yuan licked his lips and said, "It's mainly because I was too nervous at the beginning of the game. I'll make some adjustments in the second half..." After saying that, it was almost time for the second half to enter the field. The players from Qingshan Middle School tidied themselves up a bit and then walked out one after another. "Come on Aoyama!" "Jiang Yuan is awesome!" As the players of Qingshan Middle School appeared on the court one after another, the playground of Qingshan Middle School, which had just become quiet, suddenly became lively. Jin Junjie pointed at the cheering classmates in the stands and said to Jiang Yuan, "Brother Yuan, you are cheering very loudly!" Jiang Yuan turned around and waved to say hello to his classmates. He was surprised to find that Wu Junrong, who sat in front of him, had somehow managed to get an extra-long banner and hung it at the top of the stands.
[It’s not about whether you can score a goal, it’s about you must score a goal——Jiang Yuan] "Forehead……" Jiang Yuan was confused. Wasn't this what he said in the classroom this morning? This group of people were really efficient... Jin Junjie pushed Jiang Yuan with his shoulder and said, "Brother Yuan, you already have fans before you even become a professional player. You're awesome!" "The defender at Wangdao was replaced with a guy called Luo Xuanming, who is about the same height as Brother Jie!" Chen Yushuo ran over and interrupted their conversation. The two immediately looked towards Wangdao, and saw a central defender who was just as tall as Jin Junjie standing on the boundary line washing his hands with water. “Are you stressed?” Jiang Yuan patted Jin Junjie. "Just pass the ball to me, and I'll knock that Luo Xuanming off the ground!" "You blow it!" After saying that, several students from Qingshan Middle School ran to their positions one after another, waiting for the referee to blow the opening whistle. Jiang Yuan was just teasing Jin Junjie, but he was actually under a lot of pressure. Jiang Yuan was not afraid of fast defenders, because he could always pass them by starting with those three steps, but central defenders like Luo Xuanming who were good at confrontation gave Jiang Yuan a headache. You know, although Jiang Yuan is 1 meters tall, he weighs only a little over 77 kilograms! "Beep!" Before Jiang Yuan could figure out how to deal with Luo Xuanming in the second half, the second half began. Since Qingshan was somewhat uncomfortable with Wangdao's high defense in the first half, Luo Kang made some slight adjustments. By moving the attacking midfielder Chen Yushuo to the defensive midfielder position, there are more points for passing the ball in the backcourt. "Run, run, run!"
This is what Tang Jiajie, the ball-holding midfielder of Wangdao Middle School, shouted. He wanted his center forward to create a gap and then complete a through pass. But unfortunately, the center forward in Wangdao was immediately targeted by Lou Junhao. Although Lou Junhao's speed was not as fast as Jiang Yuan, he had no problem keeping an eye on a center forward. Helplessly, Tang Jiajie passed the ball to the weak side with her instep, and Jin Junjie rushed forward and made a tackle, but missed, and the ball landed safely at the feet of the frontcourt player of Wangdao Middle School. Like the lively atmosphere at the scene, the male commentator in the unofficial live broadcast room is also working very hard, because the provincial super league match related to Qingshan Middle School is becoming more and more popular, and now he already has a female colleague who broadcasts the same game. The male commentator does not have a nice voice, so he can only use his commentary skills to attract more audiences. "The forward player of Wangdao took the ball and pushed forward. The defense of Qingshan Middle School continued to shrink. The two central defenders were all standing outside the small penalty area. What would the player with the ball do?" "He shot directly at the goal. It was a long shot with a very obvious intention. The ball hit Jiang Wenjun from Qingshan Middle School and bounced out. It was at the top of the arc. Oh no! Tang Jiajie was standing at the top of the arc. The defense of Qingshan Middle School was out of position. Now Tang Jiajie was left and right with nothing to do!" "Just a blind kick, holy shit, the ball goes in!" "This long shot from the midfielder of Wangdao is worthy of being the highest-level high school league in Jiang Province. The players are really strong! I wonder what Qingshan Middle School will do next? Or, what kind of performance do the audience in the live broadcast room want to see from Jiang Yuan in the second half?" [Fuck you, you just opened a bottle of red wine and it's flat? What the hell! ] 【See you on the rooftop, brothers! 】 [Outrageous, this Jiang Yuan must have made it up, I saw him not even touch the ball in the second half! ] 【It’s over】 [The idiot above, is this ball Jiang Yuan's fault? If you want to criticize, can you have some brains?] [The score doesn't matter, as long as Jiang Yuan can get the first place in the scorer list! Come on, Jiang Yuan, I'm rooting for you! ] …… Because someone posted some of Jiang Yuan's highlights on the football forum, more people are watching the live broadcast. From the initial 100 people to 1000 people in the middle of the game, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room of the semi-finals has now reached 3000, not including the audience diverted by the female anchor. The player who scored the goal from Wangdao Middle School rushed to the coaching bench and hugged his head coach tightly. As for the audience of Qingshan Middle School, there was complete silence at this moment. The people who had been cheering happily just now breathed their last when they saw their school conceded a goal. Jiang Yuan licked his lips and smiled at Jin Junjie in the front court: "Did you touch the ball? "No, how about you?" "Me neither..." The two were speechless. The second half had just begun, and Jiang Yuan and Jin Junjie hadn't even touched the ball once, but the opponent ended up scoring a goal, and it was a world-class goal. "Damn it, that guy left a big gap, and you guys didn't even go up to defend him, and just let him shoot?" Luo Jianghui sat on the goal line in frustration with his hands spread out. He had no way to deal with this ball. Not only did he not interfere with the player who scored the goal, but his vision as a goalkeeper was also blocked by Jiang Wenjun. "Oh my, oh my, sorry, we have to find a way to get another one in there" Chen Yushuo was a little embarrassed. He should have been the one marking the player who shot at the top of the arc just now, but he had been playing as an attacking midfielder in the previous games. In the second half, he was suddenly moved to the position of defensive midfielder by the coach, which caused Chen Yushuo to be unable to react. Luo Jianghui wanted to say a few more words, but in the end he didn't utter them. Chen Yushuo jogged to the door and reached out to pull Luo Jianghui up. "Feel sorry" "..."
Luo Jianghui was speechless. With the precedent of the conflict between Yang Rui and Lou Junhao during the knockout round, everyone now understood the importance of unity. He Qiongshan is right. No matter what, the only people you can rely on in the game are yourself and your teammates. So, no matter what, please stay united and point all your criticisms at the opposite side! …… (End of this chapter)