Zhang Sheng was running wildly.
The players on the Tiezhong bench were all shouting "Come on!"
Chance! Chance!
Previously, No. 4 Middle School was in an offensive posture, but now there was a gap. Could Zhang Sheng keep running like this... Oh, obviously not. Although they were caught off guard, No. 4 Middle School's defense was also fast. No. 16 ran over, followed closely by No. 11. In the double-team, Zhang Sheng had no choice but to pass the ball.
She passed it to Fan Jiajia.
Coach Ni pursed his lips and said, yes, it was indeed like that!
Coach Sun also let out a light exclamation.
Coach Ni looked at him, and he immediately looked as if he hadn't said anything. Coach Ni turned his head away again.
Coach Sun felt anxious, it was so embarrassing! How embarrassing!
He was afraid of what this woman might do! In terms of identity, he is the coach of Yongcheng; in terms of qualifications, his age is there; in terms of achievements, he has also been in the top eight in the country. No matter what, there is no reason for him to be afraid of Coach Ni.
But even though he thought so, he just couldn't open his mouth to go up and say a few words to Coach Ni.
At this time, Tiezhong's attack failed again.
Although Fan Jiajia received the ball very well, she only took two steps forward. After that, she had no better chance and could only pass the ball to Ren Yong. Ren Yong passed an opponent's player and was blocked in the goal area. She had no choice but to shoot, and again, she missed the goal.
There was a sound of regret on the Tiezhong bench.
"It would be great if it was passed to Wang Yijing!"
"Yeah, if we can't break through, shouldn't we pass it to Wang Yijing?"
Well, everyone in Tiezhong has reached a consensus now that as long as she is in the penalty area, Wang Yijing's lethality is huge - not 100%, Wang Yijing has missed shots during their training, but that hit rate is already astonishing, and on the court, she seems to be even more powerful?
In the next few minutes, neither side had a better chance. No. 4 Middle School, which got the ball again, still couldn't break through Tie Middle School's defense, but Tie Middle School couldn't get the ball back either. They passed the ball back and forth in the midfield several times, and the first half was over. During the injury time, Wang Yijing suddenly jumped. She was running, and the sudden jump was a bit abrupt, but no one paid much attention to it and thought she was in a hurry - well, that was Che Yitong's idea.
Seeing Wang Yijing jump like that, she glanced at her mouth and thought of a word: You deserve it!
She didn't know how excited Wang Yijing was at this moment. Her mission was finally completed!
She finally finished running more than 10,000 kilometers!
That is, on the field, otherwise, she would definitely fall 18 somersaults in a row!
But now she is the only one in Tiezhong who is so excited. Everyone's face is not very good at this moment. The school leader of Tiezhong is a little uncomfortable. Is the first half over? They are still trailing 0-2?
This, this seems a bit bad.
He wanted to talk to Coach Ni, but after taking a look at Coach Ni's face, he automatically swallowed his words back.
Well, ranking eighth in the country is fine, but I just can’t eat the famous roast duck.
Compared to them, the situation at No. 4 Middle School was completely different. Their head coach, Coach Mao, applauded as soon as he entered the locker room, and his players were all smiling.
"If we continue to play like this in the second half, and keep going for another 40... no, 50 minutes, we'll be in the semi-finals!"
"Coach, can we still have five minutes of injury time?"
A player spoke up, and Coach Mao raised his hand: "Give them time!"
All the players laughed, except No. 16, who frowned slightly. Coach Mao saw this and asked, "Xiaochuan, what's your problem?"
The girl named Xiaochuan pursed her lips and said, "I think their number 16 is also very dangerous."
When she said that, everyone else laughed. She was a little embarrassed, but still looked at Coach Mao persistently. Coach Mao nodded and said, "The No. 16 you mentioned should be Zhang Sheng from their team. She is indeed a little dangerous, but her long-range shooting ability is average. We should just play according to the current mode. Of course, the opponent should have noticed it now, but don't worry, Wang Yijing's breakthrough ability is not good. Pay attention to cooperating with Huihui in the second half. Huihui, your task is crucial. You must block Wang Yijing's route. As long as she is near the penalty area, you can't let her get the ball! If she gets the ball, don't let her go forward and don't give her space to shoot. You must force her to pass the ball or lose the ball. Although we haven't seen what Wang Yijing's ability is now, we can't be careless. Let's not see it!"
The tall girl named Huihui nodded vigorously after hearing this.
Coach Mao smiled.
As a school in an imperial capital, what is the most important thing? Home atmosphere? Just kidding, there is not a single fan and all the cheers come from our own cheerleading team. There is no difference between home and away games.
But there is also a home ground here, and the home ground here is relationships and connections.
Where is the referee? Where is the linesman from? Yes, yes, yes, black whistle and the like are detrimental to sportsmanship, but it's okay to talk about the games of the team you have presided over, right? Is it against any law to just tell it as a story? In an international competition, this is not a big deal - the opponent can do the same! What can't be done? Well, it can't be said that this is his fault.
Of course, he was a little skeptical about the Crescent Moon Scimitar, but he was a pragmatic person and would not gamble even if he didn't believe it. Anyway, he had strangled the opponent's most powerful weapon, so he didn't believe he would lose!
At this time, Coach Ni was really scratching his head.
She already knew what was going on with the other party, but the key was, how to break the impasse?
She stood in front of the tactical board, tapping it back and forth. Her teammates stared at each other. Zhang Sheng whispered, "Coach?"
Coach Ni turned around and said, "Tell me about it."
The others were a little confused, but Zhang Sheng understood. She pursed her lips and said, "All I can think of now is to let Jingjing run more. Number 21, who is defending Jingjing, probably can't match Jingjing's speed."
"But their number sixteen runs very fast."
Zhang Sheng didn't say anything else. This was the fact. Coach Ni sighed.
At this time, Jiang Hua was also sighing. Zhou Chuan glanced at him and handed him a bottle of water: "In football, there are winners and losers. It's amazing that your Iron Middle School can play until today. I see that they have never entered the national competition in the past. To be able to enter once is a victory."
“I have been there.”
Zhou Chuan was startled. Jiang Hua said, "Thirty-seven years ago, they entered the national competition."
Zhou Chuan was stunned, thinking that it was really amazing that you could dig up the history of a local school from 37 years ago!
"Ah, that was thirty-seven years ago. I don't think their coach was that old."
"Thirty-nine."
"What?"
"Their coach is thirty-nine this year, two years younger than thirty-two."
At this moment, Zhou Chuan was not just frozen, he stared with his eyes wide open, wanting to ask, "Are you in love with the coach?" Otherwise, how could you even find out someone’s age?
Over there, Jiang Hua sighed again, and Zhou Chuan gritted his teeth: "Don't worry about it, the results are good enough anyway. What kind of school is No. 4 Middle School? Isn't it natural for us to win?"
Jiang Hua shook his head: "You don't understand."
Zhou Chuan felt that there was nothing to talk about today. He was silent, but Jiang Hua spoke up: "Winning or losing doesn't matter. Brazil is still only a five-star Brazil. I just feel sorry for Wang Yijing."
"What?"
"Their number eight."
"Number eight...Number eight didn't seem to do much in the first half."
"She was sealed, otherwise it would never be like this!"
He said it with confidence. Zhou Chuan nodded, but he didn't quite agree with it in his heart. He didn’t know how powerful No. 8 was. If No. 8 was so powerful, how could he be blocked? And if it’s not that powerful…then what miracle can it perform?
Fifteen minutes passed quickly and the two teams returned to the field.
The team from No. 4 Middle School was in high spirits. The team from Tiezhong could not be said to be without spirit, but they felt heavy. The expressions of the whole team were more like they were going to the battlefield. The reporter from Biandong wrote furiously, feeling that with this feeling he could describe Tiezhong as being honorable in defeat.
The first few minutes didn’t change much.
No. 4 Middle School wanted to break through, but Tiezhong defended tightly. In the sixth minute, No. 4 Middle School found an opportunity, but it was destroyed by Su Li before reaching the penalty area.
Middle School got a chance to kick off from the wing, which allowed them to get closer to the front court than before, and they launched a fast break.
Number seven passed the ball to number eleven, number eleven passed the ball to number sixteen. When they saw number sixteen running over like lightning again, the leader of Tiezhong shouted - is it three to zero? Are they going to be three to zero? This is too ugly!
Number 16 wanted to move forward, but Zhang Sheng got in position. She moved very quickly and Number 16 was stunned. She didn't expect Zhang Sheng's speed to be almost the same as hers.
While she was distracted, Zhang Sheng hooked the ball over, and then she kicked the ball to Ren Yong.
Ren Yong started running with the ball, and the players on the Tiezhong bench started clamoring again. Opportunity! Chance! This is really an opportunity!
They were very excited, and Coach Sun shook his head secretly. Yes, if you just follow the ball, now is Tiezhong's chance, but if you look at the overall layout, Tiezhong's chance is not big, and No. 4 Middle School's defense is very fast!
Sure enough, when Ren Yong ran to the penalty area with the ball, she began to stagnate. Although she wanted to break through, she could only pass the ball. She passed it to No. 7. No. 7 saw the ball but there was nothing she could do. Just when she was about to pass it back, she saw Wang Yijing. Without thinking too much, she just rubbed the ball and passed it to her. As soon as she passed the ball, she knew she was wrong and there was no route.
Yes, Wang Yijing is very good at long-range shooting, but that also requires some space to give her a chance to shoot. But just as she got the ball, number seven blocked her, and number sixteen also blocked her - how could number sixteen run so fast!
The ball is going to be lost!
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