football career from scratch

The game reached a deadlock, which is a very good thing for the spectators watching the game.

After all, the game is only good when it comes and goes. What's so good about a one-sided game?What's more, everyone heard that Jiang Hai went there to win. In addition, Jiang Hai was usually arrogant and domineering. Yang and the others were actually on par with each other in the situation, so why not applaud loudly?

What's more, Luo Xiaofan and a few girls have been cheering for Zhao Yang and the others. This time, the limelight became even faster.

Amidst more and more applause for Zhao Yang and the others, Jiang Haiqu's expression turned ugly.

His self-restraint was far from the point where he was still calm when he heard the cheers from the sidelines against his opponents. He began to yell continuously to let his teammates play better.

Under his yelling, Jiang Shangyun and Zuo Feng were indeed a lot more active. Zuo Feng was running actively, but he was laughing inwardly—how, without my long pass, this game would not be able to play well, right?

Guessing that the time was almost up, Zuo Feng began to strengthen his running again. He retreated two steps, and then reached out to ask for the ball.

This time Zuo Feng observed his surroundings very well, knowing that he had already run out of space, and Bu Qingyun, who was closest to him, was still two meters away, and it was in the opponent's half, so it was impossible to rush over to stop him from taking the ball Only then did he reach out for the ball.

Otherwise, if that lazy guy steals the ball again, his own face will be lost to grandma's house.

Jiang Hai went to pass the ball, and Zuo Feng took the ball smoothly. After taking the ball, Zuo Feng was refreshed. After turning around, he was ready to take the ball forward. He only needed to take a few steps forward, and when he got to the area he was familiar with, he passed the ball to Dong Lin. , Isn't this leading again?

The next moment, his momentum of dribbling forward stopped.

Bu Qingyun didn't move over quickly, but he just occupied his most comfortable long pass position. If he dribbled the ball forward, he would probably be entangled by him. If he wanted to pass the ball smoothly, it would be difficult. It's difficult.

Bu Qingyun looked at Zuo Feng with a half-smile, this position was occupied by himself, do you have any other options?
Zuo Feng was furious.

From his point of view, Bu Qingyun's expression is obviously looking down on him - Zuo Feng, who came from a rather humble background, just can't look down on this!

"Don't underestimate me, think that I only make long passes in that area!"

Zuo Feng roared in his heart, seeing that Bu Qingyun didn't come up to defend him, so he took a step forward with the ball, and then kicked quickly!

He also paid attention to Bu Qingyun when he raised his foot, be careful that he came to defend when he raised his foot, but Bu Qingyun didn't rush over immediately, but stayed where he was, as if he was stunned .

Zuo Feng began to feel complacent - now you know how good I am, right?
The ball was kicked out by Zuo Feng, quickly flew off the ground, then drew an arc in the air, and flew accurately to the frontcourt!

Bu Qingyun's head turned half a circle following Zuo Feng's pass, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

"I've underestimated this guy a bit...Fortunately, I wanted to see if he had any other tricks, and I finally managed to force him out." Bu Qingyun thought in his heart.

He was still here thinking relaxedly, Zhao Yang and the others were in chaos, the ball landed on Dong Lin's head quickly and accurately, Luo Ping barely attacked but was still a step behind, Dong Lin still had time to observe when he took off Take a look at Luo Ping's position, and then easily hit the falling ball. The ball flew into the air again, passed Luo Ping's outstretched hand, and then slowly fell into the gate...

Liu Junfeng, who wanted to compete with Dong Lin, was staggered and sat down on the ground, looking up at the seemingly invincible giant in a daze.

The giant landed on the ground, and then stretched out his hand to Liu Junfeng very honestly, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Liu Junfeng didn't have the strength to get angry anymore, so he could only hold Dong Lin's hand with a wry smile, stood up vigorously, and thanked Dong Lin in a low voice.

Dong Lin smiled honestly, and ran towards his half.

"Good job, big fool." Zuo Feng patted Dong Lin's stomach.

"Falling behind again... If Zuo Feng can pass such a good long pass from such a far position, then we still can't defend." Zhao Yang said with a sigh.

Meng Zhaohui and the others felt heavy in their hearts. The position where Zuo Feng passed the ball just now was in Jiang Hai's place at the back half of the field. It would be difficult for you to stop him from getting the ball there. Sieve it.

How can you play such a game?
They are not people who will be disappointed casually. However, the current situation is here. Although they are only one goal behind, at least there is still the entire second half. If they continue to play, let alone one goal, they will be five or six behind possible.

Fortunately, at this time, the referee made a clearance for them.

He looked at his watch, the time of the first half had almost passed, and the two sides had almost run on the court. Although there was still a little time, the amateur game didn't need to be so detailed, the time was almost enough.

So he blew the whistle for the end of the first half of the game, and after a 10-minute break, the second half of the game came again!
The spectators in the stands started to clap their hands. Although Zhao Yang and the others were still behind in the first half, the whole game was played so fiercely that they felt that the afternoon was not wasted.

"Falling behind again, what should I do?" Luo Xiaofan asked Jian Zhao with a sigh as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"It's hard to handle. The second conceded the ball is too bad for morale. You can create opportunities with long passes from such a deep place. You can't use two people to stare at him from such a distance, and the others will play a few casually. , it’s easier to score goals.” Jian Zhao shook his head, then patted Luo Xiaofan’s shoulder: “Forget it, there’s nothing you can do about losing, Zhao Yang has already done a good job, this time it’s not counted. fail."

Luo Xiaofan pouted, she knew the truth, but it was still so difficult to accept it...
It's all up to this point, if you still lose the game, it will really make people feel unreconciled!
Jiang Hai went in a good mood, and now he began to feel that the money was worth it.

"How about it, Young Master Jiang? They thought I could only play long passes in that area, and I can play all the courts! It's just that my left foot is close to the left side! No one can guard against my cooperation with Dong Lin." Stop!" Zuo Feng said happily.

"That's right, it's really worth it to invite you to come! Let's settle the matter with me. After the game, we will sign the contract. Why not sign you for ten years?" Jiang Hai said in a good mood.

"Then thank Young Master Jiang first, no, boss!" Zuo Feng immediately changed his words, causing Jiang Hai to laugh out loud.

"But you still need space for your long pass, right? What if they concentrate on you?" Jiang Shangyun asked after thinking about it.

"In a place like the backcourt, if they want to press me, they need at least two people, but do they dare to put half of their strength in such a front place to press? If they really want to do this, then you can attack , the three of you play two, and you can open the gap by passing casually. At that time, a goalkeeper will not be trampled by you casually? Dong Lin is not only good at heading the ball, but also his ability to make the ball and respond is very good. Guaranteed I'll pass some good balls to you." Zuo Feng said while patting his chest.

"Not bad." Jiang Hai nodded with great satisfaction. Zuo Feng's words couldn't be more correct. In futsal, there are only four people running on the field. If half of the people rush to fight, then the remaining two Personally, I should wash up and sleep.

This problem is also a headache for Zhao Yang and the others at the moment.

If you don't press Zuo Feng, he will continue to pass long passes, and you will always lose your goal.

Go defend Zuo Feng, the other two people can't defend against the other three at all, this has nothing to do with ability, the key to futsal is how to create a situation where you play more and play less, now you use two people to defend Zuo Feng , then people don't need to create such a situation, there will always be a numerical advantage to face directly!

"What should I do, Bu Qingyun?"

Seeing Meng Zhaohui shaking his head, Zhao Yang said that he had nothing to do, so he turned around and asked Bu Qingyun a question.

Everyone else's eyes were fixed on Bu Qingyun, but they saw Bu Qingyun lowered his head, looking embarrassed.

Seeing him like this, everyone felt chilled. Before, he always had a righteous look. Although he was annoying, he could bring expectations, but now he seemed very embarrassed. Could it be that he had nothing to do? ?
Then they heard Bu Qingyun sigh and say: "It's a loss, it's a loss, I thought I only had to deal with one Dong Lin, but it turned out that Zuo Feng was not a good guy, now I have to do two jobs, what a loss, really It's too bad."

Zhao Yang, Meng Zhaohui, Liu Junfeng, Luo Pingping looked at each other, dumbfounded—is he actually embarrassing about this at this time?This is really, how do we judge him...

"Don't say such things, Bu Qingyun."

Zhao Yang said dumbfoundedly: "If you win this game, in addition to the agreed 25, I will give you an additional 25, how about it?"

Meng Zhaohui snorted, although he thought that Bu Qingyun was worthy of the money, but this way of doing it was a bit of a villain, right?Raise prices on the spot?unacceptable.

Luo Ping and Liu Junfeng also felt that it was Bu Qingyun's virtue to call the boss when he heard the money. At this moment, his eyes were probably shining, and he immediately agreed...

Then Bu Qingyun made them guess wrong again.

"It's as much as it is agreed upon. Although I knew this earlier, I should have asked for twice as much, but well, I can't take the money now, otherwise, it would be unreasonable."

Bu Qingyun said slowly, Zhao Yang and the others were taken aback—they didn't ask for money?
If they knew that Bu Qingyun had less than 25 yuan of property besides the 1 yuan that had not yet been obtained, they would probably be even more surprised.

"I really can't figure you out..." Meng Zhaohui sighed.

"It's good if the opponent can't figure it out." Bu Qingyun said with a smile.