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Chapter 70
Whoosh, whoosh!
Although he only took two steps, Qin Ming was panting heavily.

The hot air in his mouth diffused into the surrounding icy air, and wisps of water mist rose up.

Although this scene looks funny, it is not against harmony at all, after all, he is an old man now.

Although the breath out of his mouth affected his sight a bit, it didn't stop him from concentrating on observing everyone on the field.

According to the script set by the filming team, this last match is his stage.

But this is a live-action shoot, and there is only one chance to perform, and there is no chance for NG to come back.

This is a game that must be won and a show that must be done!

Therefore, Qin Ming must be careful at all times in order to control the changes of the situation on the field at any time.

"These four people are quite good. With an old man who is staggering, they can play back and forth with the opponent!"

"Yeah, don't tell me, given me so many teammates, I can win the championship!"

"Old man, you should go back and play chess with your grandson! This kind of sport for young people is not suitable for you!"

"At such an old age, it's fine to stay at home and watch the game. Do you have to come out to hold back?"

"Hahaha!"

The sidelines were full of spectators watching the game, including football fans, players who had just been eliminated, and some scouts from unknown clubs.

They gathered here just to see which team could get a winning spot.

But when they saw the game situation on the court, they were almost shocked.

A team with old people can compete with uniform opponents.

Unbelievable!

Simply incredible!
The laughter of the audience on the sidelines was clearly visible, and it was transmitted into Dirk's ears verbatim.

He was sweating profusely, and glanced at Qin Ming who was as stable as Mount Tai, but he was a little anxious.

Brother, you should hurry up and start playing!

If you don't play anymore, this game will be cold!
The reason why Di Ke was anxious was not that he didn't believe in Qin Ming's strength.

It's because the opponent in this game is really strong!
The opponent's five players cooperated quite skillfully. Their pass and cut cooperation in a small area was almost like playing alone.

And what surprised him the most was that the opponent's personal ability was not weaker than his own.

In the first half of the game, if Kasper hadn't been trying his best to participate in the defense, the score might have been drawn away.

If Qin Ming doesn't make a move, they really can't stand it!

For the judgment and cognition of the game situation on the court, the players involved in it are the most convincing.

So Dirk is not the only one who is anxious, Meister is also like an ant on a hot oil pan at this time.

As a full-time defensive player, the pressure he endured in this game was even far greater than the sum of the pressure of the previous two games combined.

Opponents are constantly trying to penetrate the area behind him and he has to be on his guard at all times.

There is also an old man on his side who can only take a leisurely walk. When he is in a hurry, he has to continue to expand his defensive coverage.

Tossing back and forth, just to wipe Qin Ming's ass.

It is simply too difficult!
It would give him his old temper, and he'd have to point at Dirk and yell at him on the spot.

WTF!

Your cousin is human, so we are not human?
You can be a person!

But now he really doesn't want to complain, not because he has no temper, but because he really doesn't have the energy to complain.

Running back and forth for a while had already made it hard for him to catch his breath.

If it weren't for the sake of being friends with Dirk for many years, he would have to strike now!

But fortunately, just when he felt that his physical fitness was about to reach the limit, the referee blew the whistle for halftime.

The two sides walked to their respective rest areas and began to replenish water to recover.

After the tenacious resistance in the first half, Qin Ming's teammates basically lost all their energy.

Now they all bowed their heads in silence, panting heavily to themselves, not knowing what they were thinking.

Maybe he was secretly scolding Dirk's incomprehensible cousin!
Qin Ming and them were just the opposite, after all, they just took a walk for a while.

He is now like a cat at night, very energetic!

He carefully watched every player of the opponent, grasping every detail as much as possible.

The opponents were well equipped, all in black uniforms and assassin shoes.

Obviously, come prepared!

1, 2, 3, 4, 5.

Even the numbers printed on the jerseys are arranged very neatly in order.

It's not as random as getting the number on my side.

No matter how you look at it, I think the other side is more professional.

In Qin Ming's mind, the scene observed in the first half was repeated over and over again.

After a while, he was able to match each clip with the players on the field.

Number 2 was a short, stocky black man who was very fast.

In the first half of the game, his quick penetrations several times brought huge defensive pressure to Mester.

No. 3 is a metronome player. He mainly distributes and transfers the ball. Qin Ming doesn't have a deep impression of him.

No. 4 is tall and moves very fast.

He and Meister are two defensive players with completely opposite styles, but his performance on the defensive end is not inferior to Meister.

Qin Ming was most impressed by the opponent's No. 5 player!
A yellow-skinned boy with a handsome face, he should be of Asian descent.

He wears a sports headband around his head, keeping his mid-length hair in check so it doesn't interfere with his on-court performance.

However, the headband didn't seem to be tight, and a small bundle of shiny bangs was unintentionally scattered on the front of his forehead.

At first glance, it gives people a very sassy feeling.

A very comfortable face, even if Qin Ming is a man, he would call him a handsome guy when he saw it!
The little brother is very skilled at his feet, even better than Casper.

If it wasn't for his thin body, Qin Ming would have recommended him to the club's scouts.

However, the five-a-side game strictly controls the intensity of physical confrontation, and his thin body will not affect his performance.

Conversely, the weight loss will also allow him to run more quickly.

In a game like this, the little brother is definitely a very dangerous character!
As for the opponent's No. 1 goalkeeper, Qin Ming didn't have the slightest impression.

After all, the first half has been 4V5, and I can't even get the ball here, so how can I threaten the opponent's goal?

While Qin Ming was still thinking about countermeasures, the assistant referee was already notifying the players to enter the field.

In the 5-minute first and second halves of the game, there will not be much time for intermission.

When Dirk passed by Qin Ming, he deliberately bumped his shoulder.

A look of "you understand" made Qin Ming almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

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