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Chapter 95 World Records
For this game, Ding Yu has put in a lot of effort. In addition to giving detailed instructions to each player two days before the game, so that they can remember the technical characteristics of their opponents, he also worked hard off the field. Of course, this off-court effort is not about bribing the referee, but when Ding Yu knew that there was no game for the women's football team that day, he directly pulled the entire women's football team to the match scene.

In a murderous game, forty or fifty young girls from ten to seventeen years old were chattering on the sidelines, shouting "Yunjiatianyu, come on" in sharp voices collectively from time to time. Although this scale is nothing to the surrounding college students, it is really rare in the football school.

The former football school was Monk Temple. Although women’s football classes have been set up in recent years, there is no general school where boys have a sports game, and a large group of girls immediately go to the sidelines to watch and cheer. Now that Ding Yu has come to such a skill, although the college students watching the game think it’s just a child’s play, but in the eyes of the players on both sides of the field, it’s enough to make them dumbfounded.

What's more terrible is that it's the end of summer now, and a group of girls are dressed cooler. Although the girls who play football are not too beautiful, but eighteen ugly girls, let alone a group of little lolitas, not only the Dalian players are stunned, even the players of Yunjiatianyu are also a little dazed.

"How is it, the effect is good?" Ding Yu said with a smile to Coach Zhao: "With these little girls here, our little guys will definitely be full of energy, and the little guys in Dalian will probably be distracted. In this way, our odds of winning will be greater."

Coach Zhao looked at Ding Yu helplessly: "I found that you are getting more and more wretched... Who did you learn from? The three head coaches of our club are not like you. Wenger is sophisticated and calm, Benitez is good at using surprise soldiers, and Mourinho is unpredictable in using soldiers. Whoever is like you, specially makes some weird off-the-market moves, and you will lose the face of our club."

"It doesn't matter whether a cat is white or black, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat." Ding Yu quoted Deng Gong's famous words without blushing: "Don't underestimate these tricks, they are useful... Besides, to deal with a coach like Chi Shangbing who is already as experienced as the old demon of Montenegro, he needs to use some novel tricks so that he can be caught off guard."

"I think your trick is useless." Coach Zhao pointed to Dalian Football School expressionlessly. Chi Shangbing was talking to his disciples with no expression on his face and a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"What's the matter, even if we are not fooled, we have nothing to lose." Ding Yu also saw Chi Shangbing's expression at this time, and he could see that the situation he created did not cause any trouble to Chi Shangbing. After all, the first team of Dalian Club is famous for its good psychological quality, and their echelon must also have such characteristics.

Although disappointed, Ding Yu still said: "At the very least, it can make our players excited. Don't think I don't know. There are a few boys and a few girls who are a little bit ambiguous. When they are beautiful, they will definitely be able to explode their strength for the woman they love like Popeye who ate spinach."

After hearing Ding Yu's words, Coach Zhao stared at Ding Yu up and down without saying a word.

Ding Yu was a little scared by him: "Have you never seen a handsome guy? Old Zhao, why are you staring at me like this?"

Coach Zhao rubbed his chin: "I think I should give a report to the higher authorities. Coach Ding Yuding is a wretched man with a vile heart. He is not suitable to be a coach in a school with girls. Otherwise, it may cause morale problems in the school and have a great impact on the reputation of the school."

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After the players warmed up, Ding Yu still began to explain the precautions to all the players. Of course, it was not the tactics of the game. The tactics of the game had been clearly explained in the previous training. Long Bisheng also knew that he could use various methods to attack without restriction in this game. What Ding Yu wanted to explain was the problem of concentration during the game.

Since the move of pulling a group of girls over to cheer for them has not had any impact on the Dalian players from now on, it is necessary to eliminate the impact on his own players. This move was thought up by Ding Yu on the spur of the moment. Even the players of Yunjia Tianyu did not know that the girls from the school would cheer for them today. Ding Yu saw that many players seemed a little absent-minded during the warm-up, including Long Bisheng and the surrounding two main players.

So Ding Yu focused on the things to focus on during the competition, and at the same time emphasized that in front of so many girls from the school, if they lose the competition, they will definitely be despised by everyone. For children, there is nothing more terrifying than this.

Seeing the serious expressions of the players, Ding Yu nodded in satisfaction, but he saw that the surroundings were still a little nonchalant, but this kid has always been like this, and he seemed to be a different person when he played, so Ding Yu was not too worried, but Long Bisheng still looked out of his mind, which made Ding Yu a little angry.

"Dragon will win! What are you thinking? Today's game is very important, you know? Your performance in the game is largely related to our victory! You can't make any mistakes in the game!" Ding Yu swallowed a curse.

Ding Yu is really a little angry. This kid is good at everything. Everyone is moved by his hard work and earnestness in training. However, there will be some minor situations during the game. For example, when he played against Meixian last year, he was absent-minded because of his first start. Now he is like this. How can he not make Ding Yu angry who has already placed high hopes on Long Bisheng?

It doesn’t matter if such a problem occurs once, because no one is born able to adapt to the atmosphere of the game, so Ding Yu easily forgave Long Bisheng at that time, but in the game a year later, Long Bisheng had such a problem again. For Ding Yu, he can only say one thing, that is, this poor kid is undercut.

After being yelled by him like this, Long Bisheng came back to his senses, his face blushed immediately, and then he lowered his head and said, "I understand, I will definitely concentrate during the game."

Seeing Long Bisheng like this, Ding Yu couldn't say anything anymore, reminding him that his goal has been achieved. For a relatively honest and dull person like Long Bisheng, it is definitely not acceptable to beat him too much, because people with low self-esteem tend to have stronger self-esteem.

In fact, Ding Yu was wrong to blame Long Bisheng. Long Bisheng was indeed absent-minded, but it wasn't because the girls came to the sidelines. Even though Long Bisheng was very excited to see Ning Xi also come to cheer for him, he was absent-minded because he saw another person.

Dalian's NO.11 striker, Fan Pengfei - a former junior in the same compound as Long Bisheng.

Ever since that selection, Long Bisheng had never seen Fan Pengfei. After Fan Pengfei went to the Bayi Youth Team, he never went home, which made the instructor Fan Yuhan feel very sad. It is said that he went back to XJ once after the Bayi Youth Team disbanded.

From the age of five to the age of 13, for eight years, the Anti-Japanese War was about to be over. It was no wonder that Long Bisheng was a little dazed when the two met in this kind of competition.

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"The players from both sides are on the pitch!" The referee on duty waved to the players from both sides. Ding Yu and Chi Shangbing nodded at the same time.

"Xiaofei, hello, we haven't seen each other for a long time!" When shaking hands with Fan Pengfei, Long Bisheng said with a little excitement.

Fan Pengfei was not as excited as he was, he just said lightly: "Aaron, you are really good, you can enter Yunjia... But today's competition, our Dalian will definitely win!"

"Maybe, hehe..." Long Bisheng smiled happily.

After playing, it was to pick and choose coins. Yunjiatianyu's captain Hu Gandang lost to Dalian Dongfang's captain Jiang Qi and won the kick-off.

Players from both sides scattered on the court, and Long Bisheng stood in the middle circle around them, ready to kick off.

There were balls under their feet, but they glanced down the field, and said softly to Long Bisheng, "Hey, Aaron, it seems that Ning Xi is very supportive of you, and your name is the one who shouts the most."

"What?" Long Bisheng blushed a little: "Play well, this is not the time to talk about this."

"Okay." The surrounding said with a smile, but they didn't intend to expose him, they just continued to look at the audience with a smile.

After watching for a while, he was about to turn his head and say something to Long Bisheng, but at this moment, the referee puffed up his cheeks and blew the whistle to start the game!

Surprised by the sudden whistle sounded behind him, who was completely unprepared, his heart jumped, completely subconsciously, and he cursed: "Fuck! It's so fucking loud!"

This shout echoed on the playground, and only then did the surroundings realize what he had said. When he turned his head, he saw the referee walking towards him with a livid face, put his hand in his pocket, and then showed himself a red card!
"Fuck, is this a world record?" A college student on the sidelines said dumbfounded.

"It counts." The other person nodded in affirmation.

(End of this chapter)