In the 39th minute, Zhang Sheng originally wanted to pass the ball to Wang Yijing.
After such a long period of attack from Tiezhong, No. 8 Middle School is now somewhat confused. They know not to let Wang Yijing get the ball, but they can’t care about it anymore. Now they are clearly leading, but Coach Gao is shouting at the sidelines to hold on.
The students at No. 8 Middle School knew how to keep steady, but they were a little unsteady.
This is a familiar environment for them, but not a familiar rhythm.
They wanted to win, and they could win if they just held on for a few more minutes, but Tiezhong gave them the feeling that they couldn't hold on any longer.
In this situation, Wang Yijing had a chance, and Zhang Sheng also saw it and immediately passed the ball to her. Under normal circumstances, the ball would have landed safely on Wang Yijing, but this time, it did not.
After more than an hour of competition, Zhang Sheng already knew that he had to pass the ball with greater force than before, and he even estimated how much force was needed.
But knowing is one thing, and actually being able to do it is another.
Moreover, the field is changing every moment.
The rain turned into snow, the temperature was different, and the soil in the playground was also different.
The balls have different amounts of mud and different weights.
In fact, even in normal times, these things are changing on the court, otherwise there would be no such thing as guessing the sides or changing the venue.
But generally speaking, unless the wind is strong enough, the impact will not be too big. After all, football is not a 100-meter race. A mistake of 0.01 second can make a world of difference.
There are some errors in the ball passing, which will have an impact, but they are allowed within a certain range.
Zhang Sheng's shot was in the right direction, but the power was too great, and the ball went straight to number ten.
Number 10 was originally defending Wang Yijing. As soon as Zhang Sheng passed the ball, she knew there was a loophole. Just as she was thinking about making up for it, she found that the ball was on her side!
Number 10 was also stunned at the moment, but she reacted immediately and passed the ball to the front court with a big kick.
After realizing that he had made a wrong pass, Zhang Sheng immediately went back to defend.
At this time, the ball of No. 8 Middle School was with No. 13. She wanted to move forward with the ball, but was stopped by Fan Jiajia. She had no choice but to pass the ball again.
This time it was No. 17. No. 17 took two steps inside and met Su Li, who passed the ball again.
She wanted to pass the ball to No. 11, and she did pass it in that direction, but the power was a little bit lacking, and at this time, Zhang Sheng arrived.
Number 11 tried to grab the ball, and Zhang Sheng also tried to grab the ball. Usually when Zhang Sheng grabbed the ball, he would use more skills. Even if the ball was in the opponent's hands, as long as she caught up with him, he would often just hook the ball with his feet. But at this time, these skills were of no use.
At this time, she had to use her body. She squeezed number 11 while hooking the ball.
Number 11 also went to squeeze her.
She was not as strong as Zhang Sheng, but she was more adaptable to this kind of muddy and wet ground. For a while, the two of them were evenly matched. Seeing that Su Li and others were about to come over, No. 11 panicked and kicked the ball hard - even if it went out of bounds, she couldn't let Tiezhong grab the ball!
Zhang Sheng's feet were hooking the ball, but he became unstable after being kicked by her. His left foot on the ground felt a sharp pain and he could no longer support his body.
"It's bad!" she said in her heart, and her body fell forward uncontrollably.
Number 11 in the iron box over there also fell down, and the two of them fell together.
The coaches of both teams ran over here together.
In a football match, we are not afraid of falling down or being hit in the face by the ball, but we are afraid of two people falling together, especially in this kind of weather.
"Zhang Sheng!"
"Hua Min!"
Both coaches shouted at the same time.
Hua Min from No. 8 Middle School was fine. She sat up and stood up with the help of her teammates. However, although Zhang Sheng also stood up with the help of his teammates, his left foot was unable to touch the ground.
"It's sprained." Coach Ni knew what happened as soon as he touched it.
All the players looked at her eagerly.
"It's not serious, but this game is out of the question."
Everyone froze. Wang Yijing wanted to say something else, but Zhang Sheng handed the team badge to Fan Jiajia: "Five more minutes."
It is already the 43rd minute of the second half, but because of her injury, the referee will most likely give her three minutes of injury time.
Fan Jiajia nodded vigorously.
The game continues.
The Tiezhong School, which came on the field again, launched a violent attack on the No. 8 Middle School.
This game was very exhausting for them. They were already very tired from the previous game. Although they could feel energetic again after a good night's sleep, the physical exhaustion could not be compensated by just sleeping.
And this game was held in a venue that they were completely unfamiliar with, so even though they had been trying to hit No. 8 Middle School earlier, they were physically unable to keep up.
And at this moment, they seemed to have just entered the field, each time they ran faster and positioned themselves more fiercely.
The gate of No. 8 Middle School was in danger twice within three minutes.
One time, Ren Yong shot from a small angle and the ball hit the goal frame and flew out.
Once, Fan Jiajia and Wu Xinxin faced off in a one-on-one match. Coach Gao from No. 8 Middle School closed his eyes, but then he found that the referee did not blow the whistle - because it was inconvenient to dribble the ball, Fan Jiajia did not take the approach of passing the goalkeeper, but shot in the small penalty area. She thought it would definitely go in, but the muddy ground still affected the speed of the ball, and Wu Xinxin jumped in the right direction.
Wave after wave, Tiezhong continued to launch attacks on No. 8 Middle School.
No. 8 Middle School was like a small boat in a violent storm, which seemed like it would be overturned at any time, but it didn't.
Coach Sun stared at the court closely. He licked his lip and wanted to say something, but found that he seemed to have nothing to say.
Zhang Sheng and Coach Ni were also watching intently.
The school leader began to secretly pray to various gods in his heart, and also prayed to his father who passed away last year. He had prayed to his father before, asking him to bless him with promotion and wealth, but this time he was unable to take care of it.
Zhou Chuan and Jiang Hua kept chanting, "Goal, go ahead!" Every time Tiezhong got the ball, they would chant something. They came to watch Tiezhong's games earlier because of Wang Yijing, but now anyone can do it.
But the football just never went in.
The referee did give a three-minute injury time, but until the 47th minute, the score was still 2:1.
The players from Tiezhong are still running, and the ball is still in the hands of No. 8 Middle School.
After Wu Xinxin grabbed the ball just now, she kicked the ball directly to the frontcourt. If it were a different time or a different team, she might have scored another goal. But at this time, almost all the forwards of No. 8 Middle School had retreated. Although Wu Xinxin's pass was far, it only temporarily pushed the danger away.
No. 8 Middle School does not have the ability to launch a fast break, but they thought - don't worry about scoring or not, just get the ball to the opponent's goal, and they will be safe. If they can endure these two minutes, they will enter the finals.
But Tiezhong’s defense was very quick, and No. 8 Middle School had no way of moving the ball forward, but they also knew that they had to protect the ball at this time.
So no matter what the positioning or formation was, they just passed the ball back and forth in the midfield.
If you can pass the ball forward, pass it forward. If you can't, pass it to the side. Just don't let Tiezhong get the ball.
Che Yitong gritted his teeth and his eyes widened.
mean! mean! mean!
She kept repeating it in her mind, but if you asked her who was the despicable one, she probably couldn't tell the answer herself.
At this time, Tiezhong finally got the ball.
It was another horizontal pass from No. 8 Middle School. There was less than half a minute left to the end of the game, but they all felt suffocated, especially No. 10 who had the ball at the time. Su Li was pressing her tightly. No. 10 had no choice but to kick the ball. As soon as the ball was passed, she knew that her teammates probably couldn't get it. But it didn't matter, even if the ball went out of bounds?
It was out of bounds, the ball was in Tiezhong's hands, but the time was almost up.
She had a good idea, but the next moment, Tiezhong got the ball.
Fan Jiajia!
Just before the ball was about to go out of the line, Fan Jiajia hooked the ball over.
As soon as she got the ball, she kicked it directly forward and Wang Yijing jumped up.
She had waited too long for this opportunity.
Just now when her teammates went to press No. 8, she also wanted to go, but she knew that she was not good at positioning, her strength and physique were not good enough, and she was more needed in front of the goal.
Now, she has finally waited for it!
Fan Jiajia's pass was a little high, so she jumped and caught the ball with her chest. Then she turned her body and brought the ball to the front and stopped it at her feet.
This was definitely the most beautiful stop she had ever made since she started playing football, but her heart skipped a beat because her right leg seemed to be even more uncomfortable.
She didn't have time to check or figure out what was going on. She just hastily twisted her right leg.
More strength, more force.
Something was still falling from the sky. It was no longer snow, but it wasn't just rain either.
Rain and snow mixed together and hit people's faces and bodies.
If I can't move for a moment, my eyelashes will feel heavy.
Wang Yijing gritted her teeth, swung her right leg, and went forward——
Just before she raised her leg, No. 17 from No. 8 Middle School arrived from the left, No. 23 ran towards this side from behind, and No. 10 came in diagonally from the right.
But she swung her foot.
Wu Xinxin opened her eyes wide. Although it had just been proven that the weather had a great impact on Wang Yijing, she still opened her eyes wide.
left? right?
There was no time to react at all. When Wang Yijing swung her leg, she followed her instinct and lunged forward.
The football bounced up like a cannonball, drew an arc in the air, and then went straight to the upper left corner of the goal, bounced off the goal post, fell on Wu Xinxin, and then bounced out.
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The playground was originally noisy. When Wang Yijing got the ball, the students from No. 8 Middle School were shouting like crazy. Some of them were shouting to stop her, and some were just making noise.
The players from Tiezhong kept shouting "goal", and some were even praying to God.
But now, except for the drizzle of rain, all the sounds seemed to have disappeared.
Didn’t get in?
Didn’t get in!
Tiezhong had already gotten used to Wang Yijing's magic, so this time, he was a little stunned.
It’s similar for No. 8 Middle School. Although Wang Yajing’s performance was not that amazing in this game, the momentum and feeling of Wang Yajing’s kick just now showed that he was going to score! Yes you can get in!
"Wu Xinxin——"
I don’t know who shouted, and then everyone in No. 8 Middle School shouted.
It’s Wu Xinxin!
Although she didn't catch the ball directly, if the ball hadn't fallen on her, the ball would most likely have gone into the goal line.
The players from No. 8 Middle School rushed over and hugged Wu Xinxin. The referee blew the whistle, and Su Li hugged Wang Yijing who was standing there.
"It's okay, it's okay..." Su Li said while hugging her, but there was already a hint of tears in her voice.
Wang Yijing didn't say anything. She turned around silently and walked forward silently.
Lost... Lost...
She lost, they lost, they lost...
Lost!
A hand touched her head, she looked up and saw Zhang Sheng.
She didn't have an umbrella and her body was all wet, but the look she gave her was bright and gentle.
"Thank you for your hard work." She smiled, and Wang Yijing hugged her.
"It's nothing." Zhang Sheng tried his best to keep his voice calm.
Wang Yijing couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears, "Captain—Captain!"
She called out, she had a lot to say, but she couldn't say it at this moment, she could only keep calling out Zhang Sheng.
Zhang Sheng patted her gently.
The two of them hugged each other, and the people around them saw that some could not help crying, some gritted their teeth and held on, some kept telling themselves that everything was fine, and some even screamed.
Along the way, they encountered many difficulties and went through many ups and downs. Many times, they were about to lose, but in the end they won.
And this time, they lost in the end.
When they started the provincial competition, they didn't think they could get this far, but having come this far, they still wanted to keep going. However, they couldn't go on any further.
They lost.
Wang Yijing cried so hard that her whole body was shaking. She thought it was all her fault! It's all her fault!
If she had worked harder, if she had finished the running task earlier, if she had done the cow's tail shake twice more last night, or even if she had hammered her right leg twice more just now...
“You feel tired now, but after the college entrance examination, you will only regret that you are not tired enough!”
She didn't know why, but she thought of what her senior class teacher said last time. She cried even harder, until she heard Zhang Sheng's sigh in her ears: "If you hold me again, we'll fall down together."
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