football light

"Come on, Cheng Yue! Come on, Royal Machinery Factory!"

Among the voices of more than 100 weekend fans in Zi City, the voices of the twenty or so high school students seemed so weak, but so loud.

Cheng Yue looked towards the stands, all his teammates from the No. [-] Middle School were present, standing together in the stands, shouting with their fists raised high.

"These guys... have already known it, right? And I..."

It seemed that he choked up a bit, and then Cheng Yue said with a little pride: "And I am better than Jian Yifan after all, why can't he compare with this group of teammates?"

Before the words fell, another high-pitched voice rang out!

"Jian Yifan, come on!"

Tian Quan's face was livid, and he led the members of the school team of the No. [-] Middle School to shout with an incomparably disgusting voice!

This is another battlefield, I just don't want the seventh middle school to lose to the first middle school.This is Tian Quan's final bottom line, so he did not add the name of the Royal Machinery Factory to it.

Jian Yifan raised his head slightly, then lowered it heavily.He left No.[-] Middle School because he wanted to gain more trust.Now Wen Liangcheng and the Royal Machinery Factory have given him the important task he longed for, but what has he done?At this time, he has no face to face Tian Quan, nor can he face his left teammate.

The voices from the students of the two schools echoed back and forth over the stadium, finally breaking the silence of the fans in Linyuan City.

Hearing that there seemed to be a clear girl calling Wang Dazhuang's name among these voices, Gong Shuo finally couldn't hold back, and roared at the top of his voice: "Come on, Royal Machinery Factory! Come on, Linyuan City!"

He doesn't admit defeat, especially he doesn't want to lose to young people.

His majestic voice soon got more responses, Feng Ning, Peng Hao, the combination of "password input error"... More and more people stood up, hissing and roaring towards the stadium.

"Come on, Royal Machinery Factory! Come on, Linyuan City!"

The sound of the mountain roar and the tsunami shook the hearts of the Royal Machinery Factory players, reminding them of the oath they made in their hearts at the beginning of the game.

"Definitely win..."

However, this slogan is so weak at this time.Facing completely different opponents, what will they use to win?

"Oh, it's very enthusiastic..." Cui Jinming was a little surprised.

More than 1000 fans can actually create such an aura, which surprised him who has been to many cities.but……

He looked at the bench, and Jia Bing, who was sitting like a bell, showed that Zishi could not give the Royal Machinery Factory any chance at the weekend.

"But it's useless." Cui Jinming smiled.

From his point of view, Jia Bing is an annoying coach. For example, yesterday afternoon, he refused to relax his pre-match preparations for an amateur team.

But he also knows that this kind of carefulness makes Jia Bing rarely make mistakes on the court.For example, at this time, since Jia Bing was motionless and began to enjoy the game, it meant that Jia Bing had seen through all the routines of the Royal Machinery Factory, and knew that the Royal Machinery Factory could not make any waves.

"It's really enviable. If I score a few more goals, I'll accompany him in the second half." Cui Jinming said to himself.

"Don't underestimate the enemy." Dong Li returned to him and said, "That guy is not easy."

Dong Li was talking about Fang Xiaoqiang, Cui Jinming shrugged and said it didn't matter.Fang Xiaoqiang's defense is indeed getting better and better, but it is not important. Although Cui Jinming is the absolute core of Zishi's offensive at the weekend, this team does not have to rely on him to complete the goal alone.

Didn't his teammates perform very well for the first two goals?
The fans in Linyuan City are still shouting, hoping to cheer up the team whose morale has been severely hit.

But after the kick-off, the Royal Machinery Factory failed to show the corresponding performance.Their players are working hard, but they are overwhelmed and they have lost their way.

"Wen Liangcheng is indeed a master of psychological warfare." Touched by the perseverance of the fans in Linyuan City, Lu Hongwei praised in the stands, "I know that the Royal Machinery Factory is all locals in Linyuan City, so he invested a lot in the FA Cup Although the players he played this time are mainly new players, he still has a lot of ideas in terms of lineup arrangement."

"Unfortunately, he took it for granted. Although Tang Song faced fewer defenses on the wing, he has no speed. When the team is suppressed, he can't bring impact on the wing. On the other side, Jian Yifan is not slow. , well-polished can indeed become a sharp knife. But still the same sentence, Tang Song is an outlier among young players, and Jian Yifan can't get rid of his greenness so quickly. He has speed, but he doesn't know how to use it."

"Therefore, Wen Liangcheng's way of hiding the offensive threat on the side is very weak in this game. On the contrary, because they played two full-backs who are not strong in defense, they lack protection on the side. Just now Zhao Jingyi The side was broken through because Jian Yifan failed to come back to help. The Royal Machinery Factory has created countless miracles, but because Wen Liangcheng had to rush forward to grab points in the FA Cup, they are destined to be disappointing today."

Lu Hongwei's assistant coach kept nodding beside him.This time he could find no objection to raise.

Soon, the courage accumulated by the Royal Machinery Factory amid the cheers of the audience was hit again.When Fang Xiaoyu organized in the midfield, he was pressured by the opponent's Su Ye and Kang Zhe, causing the ball to change hands immediately.

Wen Liangcheng was also annoyed by his wrong judgment again.

Fang Xiaoyu performed well in the midfield in the last game because there was Yin Gang in the midfield at that time.When he was alone under the pressure of the midfield, his performance was still not convincing.

"Could it be, have I really lost everything?" Wen Liangcheng couldn't find the answer.

The objective advantage of his pre-match judgment still exists, but his players have not made full use of this advantage.His offensive arrangements are actually impeccable, but his players don't seem to have the ability to execute them in place.

All of this is the player's fault, and it's also the fault of his head coach--the head coach is to blame for failing to see the player's weaknesses!
"Defense! Defense!"

Although Wen Liangcheng yelled, his thinking had already paused in the continuous blows, so he could only use the simplest and most ineffective language to appear to have something to do.

"Defense, how do you defend? Do you rely on that little baby with a pacifier in your back line? He doesn't even know where he stands..."

Jia Bing's teasing voice stopped suddenly. After stealing the ball from Fang Xiaoyu's feet, Kang Zhe passed the ball to Cui Jinming on the front line.Cui Jinming, who was pushed so hard by Fang Xiaoqiang that he couldn't turn around, could only knock the ball back when Kang Zhe stepped in.

But at this time, a fiery figure suddenly burst out from the still-continuous shouts of the fans in Linyuan City, accurately cut between the two of them, then took a step across, brought the ball out of the crowd, and turned around, holding his head up. The weekend backcourt of Zi City, which the Royal Machinery Factory has not set foot in for a long time!

Because of this, Jia Bing could see his face clearly.In his fair face, there was a trace of youthfulness that did not disappear, but his lips were tightly pressed, and there was a sculptural determination on his face.

The fans in the stands are almost familiar with that face, because it is the number ten of the Royal Machinery Factory, the captain of the Royal Machinery Factory, the boy who swung the first pickaxe for the Royal Machinery Factory... no, man.

This was what Tan Tiaotiao was thinking at that moment.Looking across the guardrail from the sidelines, he admitted for the first time that the big villain Tang Song was another guy who fit the image of a man in his heart.

After Tang Song took the ball, he only said one word: "Run!"

But his calm voice, which almost pierced through the shouts of more than 1000 fans, reached everyone's ears.

Running is also the only thing other players in the Royal Machinery Factory can do at this time.

Wang Dazhuang was running, Jian Yifan was running, Hou Yongming was running...even Wu You was running too.

"Press out, it's time for us to fight back!" He waved his hands behind Cheng Yue and the others, driving them out of the penalty area and letting them go forward to support.

"Huh..." Jia Bing, who was sitting safely on the bench, jumped up suddenly.

Because he felt the change, the moment the ball reached Tang Song's feet, the Royal Machinery Factory team seemed to become another team, and their formation across the board seemed to be a raging flame passing across the green !

"Defense..." Jia Bing wanted to remind the team to pay attention to defense, but after he opened his mouth, he had no opinion.

Because he doesn't know what to guard against.Tang Song's invisibility on the wing made him and the players on the field forget about this young man. They had no idea when this young man came to the midfield, nor what he could do with the ball.

"Be careful of their cooperation in the middle!" In the end, Jia Bing could only say this.

Although the high-speed combination of Hou Yongming and Wang Dazhuang has not yet brought a threat, as a commonly used combination in a double forward, these two people are always threatening.

But when the ball passed from Tang Song's feet, Jia Bing knew how wrong he was.

He passed the ball from the front of his side's penalty area, leaped over half of the field, and even reached the left side of the Royal Machinery Factory, where he found Jian Yifan who hadn't been able to receive the backcourt pass before!

How far is this distance?Bao Shijie, who was running, was a little stunned. He couldn't calculate it carefully, but he knew that this was a penalty area farther than his pass from near the center line to the penalty area!

And it's very accurate!

Jian Yifan gritted his teeth and unloaded the ball with his chest, and then he found himself in a very favorable position.

Wen Liangcheng's arrangement was not wrong. When the opponent pressed heavily, as long as Jian Yifan appeared in the open space, he could indeed bring a huge threat.It was not successful before because they lacked a qualified passer!
Jian Yifan didn't have time to think about anything else, he calmly moved the ball to the inside of the court, and when the opponent double-teamed, he suddenly passed the ball through the gap.

Wang Dazhuang rushed forward with the defensive players, stepped on the ball and pulled it back. When he lost his balance and fell to the ground, the ball had already passed to Hou Yongming's feet in the middle.

Hou Yongming, who was entangled by the opponent, withstood the pressure around him and continued to knock out the ball.

After several passes, Tang Song has come from the backcourt to the frontcourt, and received the pass in the center of the opponent's midfield!
As if he didn't see the defensive player, he flicked the ball to the right, and then kicked it back to the middle. The two movements were skillfully connected, and he successfully deceived the opponent's midfielder Su Ye in the place where the space had been torn apart.

Then, Tang Song advanced with the ball, and once again dexterously shook away Lu Han who was filling the position.

Then, he finally entered the restricted area.At that moment, the fiery red jersey once again burst into dazzling light!
Kicking, lobbing, his iconic shooting movements seemed to become extremely slow at this time, making the whole stadium suddenly silent, and it seemed that time returned to normal when the ball hit the net.

1: 2!

In the silence of all horses, the Royal Machinery Factory tenaciously regained a point!
"Roar!" Tang Song broke the oath he made in his heart not to celebrate, and opened his arms to face the stands and made a loud voice!

"Roar!" The fans in the stands responded frantically to him!
In the long roar, they almost thought that there was no hope, but Tang Song re-sowed hope again!

"Roar!" The players from the Royal Machinery Factory flocked to Tang Song tightly!

Goal!

roar!

All the things that were suppressed in their hearts were released.They believe that the Royal Machinery Factory, which has continuously brought miracles, is back!