On Wednesday this week, the prelude to the second-year football league officially kicked off. The first game was arranged for the knockout match between Class 2 and Class 2 and Class 7.

The momentum of the third class was different as soon as it appeared. Why? Each person had a uniform white background and black line uniform, which made the opposite miscellaneous army very unprofessional. Chen Pengfei was very efficient in his work. He took a set of samples last Wednesday and told Jiang Zhihan that he would buy more than ten sets of short-sleeved and shorts for 17 yuan, with absolute cost price, without making money. Jiang Zhihan touched it and the quality was bad enough, but he could use it. Seeing that the style was quite familiar, he asked Chen Pengfei and replied that this was a real copy of the German national team uniform. He heard that Jiang Zhihan almost vomited blood.

Jiang Zhihan asked Ni Shang and knew that there were three or four people in the team who were not in good condition at home, so he paid 50 yuan himself and subsidized them in the name of the class, treating them as a set of five yuan. Several people were very happy. As long as they played football, no one didn't want to have a set of team uniforms.

Class 2 and 3 of Grade 2 were the first to win the lead with their uniforms, while Class 7’s magic weapon was their cheerleaders.

Forty girls were radiant. Under the leadership of Zhang Yafang, a beautiful girl who has been ranked first in the competition hosted by Gou Puli, she rolled up her sleeves and wanted to do a big fight, which immediately attracted the attention of most of the people on the court.

Jiang Zhihan's current style is that if you want to do anything, you must strive to do the best. He found Zeng Kefan in advance to understand the situation of Class 7. Zeng Kefan's amazing thing is that he knows almost everyone in the grade. He is very well-informed. Even Ni Shang admits that Zeng Kefan probably knows more people in the grade than her. Zeng Kefan told Jiang Zhihan that there are only two people who often play football in Class 7, and Zhuge Jun, who probably plays central defender, has good physical fitness and is a swimmer. Another is forward Zuo Sheng, who dribbles and shooting skills, can rank in the top five in the entire second year of high school, but unfortunately he is hard to beat. Others, in Zeng Kefan's words, except for the goalkeeper and the other midfielder, are all old, weak, sick and disabled.

The organizers of the game were very interesting. They found two linesman and one referee. They flipped their coin before the kickoff to decide who would kick off first. The captains on both sides had to shake hands before the game started, and they were very well-designed and looked like an international A-level event.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the game began, and the simplified version of the first and second half was thirty minutes each.

Class 7 was lineup of May 41. Most of the time, Jiang Zhihan felt more like July 21. Zuo Sheng was alone in front, and the others were basically in his own half. Perhaps Jiang Zhihan overemphasized tactical discipline, and the offensive power of Class 3 seemed a bit weak. Three forwards and two forwards faced ten defensive players. Jiang Zhihan led four defenders and surrounded Zuo Sheng in the middle, which seemed very funny.

The cheerleaders of Class 7 began to play. Every time Chen Yimeng's shot or Zhang Jizhou's dribble was resolved by his dense feet or body, he heard cheers in the stands in the west. If you were not present and the number of cheers was lightly counted, you would probably think that you had scored at least ten goals.

The cheers of the women's cheerleaders in Class 7 greatly boosted the morale of the team. Although it was obvious that there were two or three people who probably hadn't even touched the ball, and they often kicked in with one kick and would kick in the air, relying on the dense defensive crowd, layered layers of defensive teams and core guard Zhuge Jun's seat, Class 3 did not create a real opportunity to score.

The fifteenth minute of the half passed quickly, that is, the half of the half was already behind him. Not only did the score stay at zero to zero, and the scene was not good. Often, there was an offensive player from Class 3 to Class 7 to get the ball in the frontcourt, and two or three defensive players from Class 7 surrounded him. As the core of the organization, Zhang Jizhou transferred too few balls on a large scale and seemed too sticky. He would conceal the ball almost every two minutes.

The first chance was in Class 7. Jiang Zhihan saw that the attack was not strong, and the opponent only put one person in the frontcourt and restrained five people. He waved his hand and signaled the two full-backs to press up, and he also raised the position before the center line. At this moment, Zhuge Jun had a big foot away from forty meters and accurately found Zuo Sheng on the right side of the frontcourt. The left central defender of Class 3 was Wang Zhiwen. He should have maintained his position and pressed Zuo Sheng to the side. When another central defender Luo Liang came over, Zuo Sheng would basically have no chance. But Wang Zhiwen chose to go up and intercept the ball, and was thrown behind by Zuo Sheng with a fake move. At this time, Luo Liang had already come over. He had rich experience. He stepped back and suppressed Zuo Sheng's shooting angle, trying to force him to the side.

Zuo Sheng rushed to the bottom line. Just as Luo Liangjia was chasing him, he stopped and dunked him over. The only thing left in front was the goalkeeper. Facing the goalkeeper, Zuo Sheng made a fatal mistake. He did not choose to push and shoot, but went to the left, and the extremely beautiful goalkeeper passed. But this kick was a little bit big, and Jiang Zhihan had already rushed back from behind like lightning, breaking the ball out of the sideline with one kick. As early as when the long pass was still in the air, Jiang Zhihan ran back all the time. Fortunately, Zuo Sheng's personal heroism was extremely inflated at the last moment, which finally gave Jiang Zhihan a little time difference.

Even so, there was a cheer in the watch seat of Class 7, and several girls even shouted Zuo Sheng's name. The spectators next to them shook their heads secretly, thinking that it was indeed a blessing to be in the liberal arts class.

Three minutes later, Class 3 ushered in its first chance. The long pass from the right forward Yu Feng directly found Chen Yimeng, and Chen Yimeng pushed the ball and scored the goal. Chen Yimeng had just raised his hand to celebrate, and the lineman raised the flag to offside. Jiang Zhihan saw clearly that when Yu Feng passed the ball, Chen Yimeng was three meters away from the last defender in Class 7, and he scored with a high score.

Jiang Zhihan rushed to the sidelines and spread his hands to question the lineman: "How could he be offside? It's a long way to go?"

The referee turned his face away and disdained to argue with Jiang Zhihan.

Jiang Zhihan tirelessly educates the lineman, "Please, do you understand the offside rules? It depends on the position of the pass moment. Our forward is at least two meters away from the central defender!"

The referee shook his head and waved his hand to let Jiang Zhihan go away.

The referee is not very good and has a pretty good style. Jiang Zhihan thought to himself. But the cheerleaders next to him stopped doing it and booed each other. The leader was a man, the only one among the twelve boys who did not play.

"Don't be able to afford to lose!" The boy shouted. Jiang Zhihan couldn't help but be happy. We haven't lost yet? But thinking about this guy sitting there leading a huge women's cheerleader with forty people, he was so lucky. Thinking of this, Jiang Zhihan couldn't help but be happy. His anger just now disappeared. Chen Yimeng just happened to come over, hugged his shoulder and said, "It's still early to come again." Jiang Zhihan and Chen Yimeng walked back side by side, and a warm boo came from behind to see them off.

Jiang Zhihan thought as he walked, I really lost my grace when I was called by these girls. What is a ball? Take your time and you will always go in. Jiang Zhihan called Luo Liang to his side and told him: "Just stick to Zuo Sheng and don't care about anything else. When the ball comes, try to destroy it, don't let him take the ball comfortably. If it can't be destroyed, follow him and force him to the outside line. Try not to take fake moves, wait for Wang Zhiwen to come up and close his door." He also instructed Wang Zhiwen.

Jiang Zhihan observed for a while and had already seen the worst defense on the right side of Class 7. The forward on the right had no sense of position at all and liked to run with the ball. The right back, a handsome little boy, obviously had never played the ball, and often went out with one kick but played in vain.

Jiang Zhihan saw an opportunity. There was a big gap on the right side, so he stepped up and waved to Zhang Jizhou to ask for the ball. Zhang Jizhou made a beautiful slanted pass on the ground. Jiang Zhihan took the ball forward with the trend, and there was only the short and delicate boy in front of him. Jiang Zhihan did not make any fancy moves, and he rushed forward with a rude move. He pressed the boy half of his body and cut in from the ribs of the penalty area. Facing the goalkeeper who was attacking, Jiang Zhihan simply shot. The goalkeeper did not even make any moves to fall to the ground to save the ball, and then entered the net.

Compared to zero.

Jiang Zhihan waved his right fist, Chen Yimeng, Zhang Jizhou, and another striker Zhuo Yawen all ran over to slap him. After a while, Yu Feng and another striker Huayong also joined the celebration queue.

Jiang Zhihan walked towards the center line with them and said, "We played too passively. Several people in the frontcourt would force them to rob them. The people on their right were particularly weak, so try to push the ball to this side.

After the re-telection, Chen Yimeng, Zhang Jizhou and Yu Feng lined up in a triangle and rushed straight to the backcourt of Class 7. The people in Class 7 had a habit. When they saw the forced person coming, they subconsciously wanted to pass the ball to Zhuge Jun and let him deal with it. Yu Feng rushed up to press the opponent's left and right back, and the man rushed to Zhuge Jun in a hurry. The pass was slightly smaller. Chen Yimeng and Zhang Jizhou had already slapped the goal with both ghosts and rushed over from the left and right. Zhuge Jun was blocked by the passing line, swept through the corner of his eyes, and had to shoot the ball to their right back.

Jiang Zhihan has been patrolling the frontcourt, and he is waiting for this opportunity. As soon as the ball came out, his man was already approaching the handsome little boy. The boy was already panicked when he saw Jiang Zhihan rushing over, and his skills were not good. As soon as he stopped the ball, he stopped three meters away from him. This stop was more like a wonderful pass to Jiang Zhihan. Of course, Jiang Zhihan would not be polite, so he dribbled forward, almost at the same place, cutting into the small penalty area from the rib, this time he pushed the ball.

Two to zero.

There was a cheer sound from the seat of Class 3. Jiang Zhihan ran over and the gesture of competing with his left hand attracted another applause. Ni Shang stood there, gave him a blank look, and then clapped his palms with a sweet smile.

Walking back to the middle line, Jiang Zhihan saw Zhuge Jun walking to the boy from afar, saying something while pointing out, the boy lowered his head and didn't say anything.

Three minutes before the end of the midfield, there were continuous pressing in the frontcourt. Jiang Zhihan grabbed the ball from the opponent's right forward and rushed to the bottom line of the right side of Class 7. This time, Zhuge Jun was already prepared. His position was very dependent on his right side. Seeing that the situation was not good, he came to make up for the defense. Jiang Zhihan shook past the handsome boy, faced Zhuge Jun and moved forward, waiting for him to pounce over and make way out, and passed it horizontally to Zhang Jizhou who was inserted into the middle. Zhang Jizhou shot vigorously from the side of the penalty area. The angle was too straight and the goalkeeper blocked it with his feet. Chen Yimeng, who followed up, easily shot into the net. The hustle and bustle of the cheerleaders in Class 7 finally subsided.

Six minutes of blitzkrieg, three goals, the game lost suspense.

The midfield whistle sounded, and everyone walked towards the stands of their respective classes. Jiang Zhihan squatted down and tied loose shoelaces. When he got up, he fell behind alone. Suddenly he heard someone say, "What's the point of bullying honest people?"

Jiang Zhihan stopped and turned around to look. He saw a beautiful girl wearing black-framed glasses standing there, looking indignant. The girl was wearing a card and a half-knee windbreaker. At first glance, Jiang Zhihan remembered the progressive youth during the May Fourth Movement.

Jiang Zhihan looked into her eyes and waited quietly for the following text.

The girl with black-framed glasses said: "Zheng Huanglong has never played football. You have the ability to challenge Zhuge Jun. Why do you find a soft pinch when eating persimmons?"

Jiang Zhihan was not angry, but instead found it very interesting. He said: "This, playing football is like fighting, what you are looking for is the opponent's weakness, isn't it?"

The girl said, "Then you can't go too far. There is a word called "Shenzhibu Wuwu". Have you never heard of it? Also, what's the offside ball to fight for, and it looks fierce."

Jiang Zhihan asked back, "Isn't that a good ball?"

The girl said: "It's true that there is no offside, but you are so much stronger, are you going to be petty?"

Jiang Zhihan gave a thumbs up. It was rare for a girl who knew what offside was. "I accepted the professional knowledge of you. If there is any, I will correct it. If there is no, I will encourage you." She waved her hand and turned around and left.

Walking back to the seat of Class 3, Ni Shang handed over a bottle of Coke. She prepared a bottle for everyone who came on stage. Jiang Zhihan took it and said, "It seems that some research says that drinking carbonated beverages is worse than drinking water after strenuous exercise."

Ni Shang wrinkled his nose, "I understand, can you stop showing off your appearance that you know everything in one day."

Jiang Zhihan saw that there was no one nearby and whispered: "Don't I show off in front of you?"

Ni Shang snorted, "What did you say to the people in Class 7 just now?"

Jiang Zhihan asked: "Who is that?"

Ni Shang said: "I don't know you, you're very good at face-to-face."

Jiang Zhihan said: "The little girl accused me of bullying honest people."

Ni Shang said: "The defender seems to be surnamed Zheng, he is a very honest person. He doesn't talk much, but he plays the piano well. You are indeed a bit bullying."

Jiang Zhihan spread his hands exaggeratedly, "Please, am I fighting for class honor? Besides, there are real swords and guns on the court. Do you still have to talk about five talks about four beauties and three love?"

Ni Shang Zhanyan smiled, "But it is normal to sympathize with the weak. Seeing that you are so arrogant, I want to go up and kick you." As he said that, he laughed hilariously.

Before the second half, Jiang Zhihan gathered the players together and said, "Although the opponent is relatively weak, we still have to prepare for the next game. Normal practice is not as good as the game running-in effect. So in the second half, everyone should be energetic, and the simplest cooperation between the side lanes and the middle lanes, so as to strive to play a few."

After the second half, the defense line of Class 3 increased. Jiang Zhihan felt that the position of winger Zhuo Yawen was somewhat coincident with Chen Yimeng, so he transferred him back and let him play the vanguard on the left, with Yu Feng on the right, Chen Yimeng broke in front alone, and Zhang Jizhou was moving behind him, a shadow forward, while Jiang Zhihan and another midfielder Lotte pressed forward in the middle.

After hearing the girl from Class 7, Jiang Zhihan really returned to the middle lane obediently and handed over the left lane to Zhuo Yawen. Unfortunately, ten minutes later, Zhuo Yawen opened the gap with Zheng Huanglong again, broke through and crossed the left to Zhang Jizhou to score. Three minutes later, Jiang Zhihan scored the ball into the goal in a melee while receiving the corner kick taken by Zhang Jizhou, completing his hat trick in this game.

After about twenty minutes in the second half, Class 3 played the most exciting cooperation today. Yu Feng passed the ball to Jiang Zhihan from the right. Jiang Zhihan faced Zhuge Jun and made a classic two-pass and one-time cooperation with Zhang Jizhou, easily broke into the penalty area, faced the last central defender and goalkeeper, rubbed the ball to the far post, and Chen Yimeng easily scored into the empty goal.

Six to zero.

Someone had left the seat of Class 3, and the massacre that lost its suspense was usually not people's favorite. Suddenly, the cheerleaders of Class 7 began to shout together, "Class 7, enter one. Class 7, enter one!"

At the mid-line kickoff, Zhang Jizhou complained: "I want to transfer to the liberal arts class. Look, half of the girls in our class are gone, who is winning?"

Zhuge Jun and Zuo Sheng stood side by side at the kick-off in the middle line. When the whistle sounded, both of them rushed to the frontcourt. Zhang Jizhou glanced at Jiang Zhihan, and Jiang Zhihan said: "Isn't real sword and gun really respecting the opponent?" As he said that, he chased Zhuge Jun.

Two minutes later, Zhang Jizhou broke the ball in the backcourt and passed it to the wide area of ​​the left frontcourt. In order to score a goal, Class 7 changed its playing style in the first fifty minutes, and the defense line was extremely high. Most people had already crossed the center line. Jiang Zhihan ran wildly with the ball. In the blink of an eye, the handsome boy appeared in front of him again - Zheng Huanglong.

At this moment, Jiang Zhihan seemed to read a little despair and a bit of stubbornness in Zheng Huanglong's eyes. The appearance of the girl wearing glasses suddenly flashed through Jiang Zhihan's mind. The pairing of a personality girl and a pretty boy was quite interesting, so he slowed down. Zheng Huanglong stretched out his foot and accidentally cut off the ball.

"Jin Huanglong, come on!" The girl's cheering sounded in the audience, leading to cheers.

This time, Zheng Huanglong did not pass the ball to the frontcourt. He drove the ball forward and ran forward with all his strength. Behind him, Jiang Zhihan lowered his head slightly and chuckled slightly. The next moment, Jiang Zhihan chased after him, hanging half a step behind Zheng Huanglong. Seeing Jiang Zhihan defending Zheng Huanglong, the other three teams did not come to assist in the defense. Zheng Huanglong ran all the way and dribbled the ball to about five meters away from the bottom line. Jiang Zhihan stretched out his foot to intercept the ball, but broke the gap and lost the center of gravity. Zheng Huanglong took a step and passed it!

The ball was originally intended to pass it to Zuo Sheng who was in the front, but it turned sideways and hit the foot of a third-class defensive player. It changed direction. Zhuge, who was inserted in the back row, did not wait for the ball to land, and shot angrily on the instep.

Comparing to six.

There was cheering at the seats of Class 7, and the girls clapped and congratulated each other, as if they had won the game.

Zhuge Jun hugged Zuo Sheng's shoulder and walked towards Zheng Huanglong together. The two raised their hands above their heads and applauded at him.

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