Chinese champion

Chapter 9 Leading
"The game is about to begin." He Jin looked around at the players around him: "Do you all understand our tactics today?"

The team members nodded.

"Very good." He Jin nodded: "What I want to emphasize again is, Liu Jun, you are the leader of the defense line. You must organize the defense well. I believe in your strength."

Liu Jun nodded vigorously, and He Jin was very relieved of him. Liu Jun usually didn't talk much, but his composure was what this young team lacked the most.

He Jin turned to Han Xiu: "Your fighting spirit has always been what I am most proud of. Today is the time to see your fighting spirit. You have no target to guard today, but your task is to be a 'firefighter'. Where there is danger, you will be there." Show up there!"

"Yes!" Han Xiu replied loudly.

"And you, Zhu Jun, you have to show the results of this period of training today. I believe that through this period of training, you will definitely have the physical strength to become a free man everywhere in the frontcourt!"

"As for you, Pei Wei, you are the most important chess piece today, whether you can break through Hu Yong's marking, and how much you involve in his offensive energy are the biggest weights of whether we can win! Today I ask you to exert your full strength, can you do it?"

Pei Wei looked at He Jin firmly: "I can definitely do it!"

"Zhou Bin, Chang Feng, your opponents are all players with good skill and speed. You must be careful and don't be careless, because maybe it was your negligence that affected the team's victory."

"Zhao Lin, Han Xiu is in charge of defense, and you have to be responsible for linking the backcourt and the frontcourt!"

He Jin explained to the players one by one, and then waved his hand: "Get ready to play!"

On the other side of the rest area, Feng Yu was also explaining to the Dalian team members: "Yang Bing, you are responsible for marking the opponent's left midfielder. If the Hubei team's left side misfires, their offense will be at least half paralyzed. Got it. ?"

"Sun Chao, Chen Lin, you are the wingers of the team. The opponent's wing defense is weaker than that of the center. You must keep the side alive so that we have a chance in the center. Are you clear about your mission?"

Very similarly, Feng Yu also explained to the players on the field. The only difference is that he did not give Hu Yong any instructions, because he believed that no matter what instructions he gave Hu Yong before the game, it was not as good as Hu Yong himself on the field. Discovery came just right.

Hu Yong did not disappoint him.

There are still 10 minutes and the game is about to start.

In front of the People's University.

The old guard looked suspiciously at the two young men in front of him: "You say you are reporters, what evidence do you have?"

The older one said anxiously: "Master, I won't lie to you. We are reporters from Sports Weekly. We are here to cover the national professional youth football match. This afternoon is the match between the Dalian Youth Team and the Hubei Youth Team. This is our interview certificate." , take a look!"

The old man narrowed his eyes: "Xiao Jun, reporter from Sports Weekly, is that you in this photo?"

Xiao Jun couldn't laugh or cry: "It's not me or someone, sir, the competition is about to start, please let us in, otherwise we will be in trouble if we delay the matter!"

The old man returned the interview pass to Xiao Jun: "It looks quite similar, what about him?" The old man pointed to another young man.

Xiao Jun explained while receiving the interview pass: "He is my photography assistant, have you seen the camera in his hand?"

"Okay, okay," the old man said impatiently, "Go in, don't take pictures randomly."

"Hey!" Xiao Jun replied: "Don't worry, sir, we only shoot the game and nothing else!" Turning around, he talked to the photographer again: "Look, you are worthy of being the gatekeeper of the university. How serious and responsible is he? Like the doorman in our newspaper office, everyone puts it inside!"

The old man felt so at ease in his heart, his brows stretched out: "That's right, I don't even know who it is!"

Xiao Jun and the photographer trotted all the way, and when they arrived at the stadium, the game was about to start.

Xiao Jun directed the cameraman to set up the camera, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and began to watch the game in an upright manner.

公元1996年10月10日上午9 ：30，随着裁判的一声哨响，比赛开始了。

Hubei team kicked off, He Wei passed to Li Tong, Li Tong passed to Pei Wei, and Pei Wei directly dribbled the ball towards the Dalian team's half.

Yan Song of the Dalian team rushed up to intercept. Pei Wei knocked the ball back and forth between his feet twice, leaning forward suddenly to the right, and then knocked the ball to the left with his right foot, breaking through!
Pei Wei broke through Yan Song, but Hu Yong had already pushed towards him. Pei Wei didn't want to get entangled with him. Seeing that Zhu Jun had sneaked to the right, he made a forward move, and then made a long diagonal pass with his left foot, towards the Pass to the right.

The ball seemed to be passed a little too big. The right back of the Dalian team was waiting for the ball to go out of the baseline, but a figure rushed over like the wind, stretched out his foot and hooked the ball back when the ball was about to go out of the baseline!
It was Zhu Jun who received the ball, and he stopped the ball steadily. The right back of the Dalian team had not had time to return to the defense, and he had enough time to deal with the ball.

He Wei and Li Tong had already run into the penalty area, but Zhang Kun and another central defender had already watched them!

To whom?

While Zhu Jun was still hesitating, he suddenly felt the pressure coming to him!

Zhu Jun looked up, but saw a figure getting closer and closer to him!

Hu Yong, who was still staring at Pei Wei near the midfield just now, has rushed to the bottom line!

Hu Yong's running route is very good, just stuck his inward cutting route.

It's too late!Zhu Jun didn't want this attack to be ruined in his own hands.

He suddenly saw a figure out of the corner of his eye, and Zhu Jun smiled.

He swung his left foot and rubbed it, passed an overhead ball, and the ball flew over Hu Yong's head.

The arc of the ball was very large, and it passed directly to the top of the arc in the penalty area.

The ball flew to the front of the penalty area, and Pei Wei, who was plugged in at high speed, just ran to the spot, and before the ball landed, he volleyed with his left foot!
The ball flew straight to the upper right corner like a fired shell. Dalian team goalkeeper An Ning flew to save the ball. Although his fingertips touched the ball, the ball still flew into the net without hindrance!
Less than 2 minutes into the game, the Hubei team broke the deadlock with a long shot from outside the penalty area by No. 10 Pei Wei!

The goal came so quickly that even none of the Dalian players touched the ball.

off the field.

Xiao Jun stared blankly at the venue, opened his mouth wide, and didn't even know that the cigarette butt in his mouth fell off.

He suddenly ran to the photographer, grabbed his shoulders and kept shaking, shouting anxiously: "World wave, did you take the picture?"

The photographer almost rolled his eyes when he shook his head: "Quick...let go...otherwise...there will be no one below...to help you take pictures..."

Only then did Xiao Jun realize his gaffe, and let go of his hand embarrassingly.

He Jin waved his fist vigorously, great job!

Feng Yu over there was still sitting quietly on the coach's bench, motionless.

The game quickly resumed. The Dalian players seemed to be unaffected, and they were still passing the ball unhurriedly. It seemed that the Hubei team was not behind them.

The Hubei team launched a counterattack, but the players of the Dalian team are very skilled in handling the ball, and the Hubei team did not invest many troops, so it had no effect.

Hu Yong received the ball in the midfield, and Pei Wei pushed forward quickly. He still remembered He Jin's instruction in his heart: "Hold Hu Yong down!"

Hu Yong didn't get too entangled with Pei Wei, and directly passed the ball to Yan Song on the left.

Yan Song took the ball and walked a few steps, Han Xiu rushed up aggressively, Yan Song didn't wait for him to have a chance to come up, and directly passed it to the left winger Sun Chao, Sun Chao took the ball, shook it several times in a row, and avoided it Chang Feng's interception made a direct pass!

Liu Jun pushed the ball out of the penalty area in front of Zhang Feng. Hu Yong shot in. The ball had no strength under Pei Wei's interference, and Wu Qi easily caught the ball.

Wu Qi launched an attack by throwing the ball. The ball was accurately thrown to Zhao Lin's feet. Zhao Lin took a few steps and passed it to Pei Wei. , Zhu Jun, He Wei and Li Tong in the frontcourt ran in three directions respectively.

Dalian's defender was pinned down. Pei Wei dribbled the ball 30 meters in front of the goal, but no one came up to intercept him. He swung his thigh while running, and was about to shoot directly!
A foot suddenly stretched out from the side and poked the ball aside.

Pei Wei kicked in vain and almost fell to the ground. He turned around and took a look in surprise, and saw Hu Yong lying on the ground and looking at him with a smile.

Pei Wei also smiled, this is a smile that meets a good opponent: "Amazing, I didn't realize when you came up."

Hu Yong nodded: "There are still seven and 10 minutes left in the game. I am looking forward to the next game."

Pei Wei put away his smile: "Me too."

This is the first conversation between the two, and it is also the first time they compete as opponents on the court. It can be expected that the contest between the two of them will definitely not be the only one, but how many people will realize that the two of them will fight in the future? Will the contest be a sensation all over the world?

(End of this chapter)