Fox in the Penalty Area

At the request of the referee, Hu Lai, who was hit with a nosebleed, went to the sidelines to do hemostasis treatment and replace the jersey-his jersey has also been dripped with nosebleeds. Although not much, according to the requirements of the competition organizing committee, As long as there is blood on the jersey, it must be replaced.

When he went to the sidelines to receive hemostasis treatment and change his jersey, Dongchuan Middle School had one less person on the field.

And Li Ziqiang also made adjustments when the team celebrated the goal. This time he can let the team recover the whole line, and the defense is until the end of the game.

Huitang Middle School is like a swarm of enraged bees, who came out of the nest and launched the most fierce offensive against the goal of Dongchuan Middle School.

With little time left, they can no longer be patient in the midfield and frontcourt as before, looking for loopholes in the defense of Dongchuan Middle School. The players of Huitang Middle School are very anxious now. They ca n’t wait to get the ball directly and pierce the goal of Dongchuan Middle School. It is not realistic to let them fall slowly according to the original established tactics.

However, Huitang Middle School has always insisted on this style of play. Now they are required to quickly change their tactics in the last few minutes. If they start simple and rough long pass rushing, side pass and direct long shot, the offensive effect will be great. Discounted.

I believe that the head coach of Huitang Middle School, Lu Jianbai, must be very clear, but he has no choice.

In fact, any team placed in this situation will make the same choices as Huitang Middle School, even for those professional clubs.

Because this is the most suitable way to play in this situation, pursue more offensive times, and then hope that at least one of the so many offensive times can hit the target ... Frankly speaking, it is a big luck.

Seeing his team being bombarded by opponents in the halftime, Hu Lai, who was receiving treatment on the sidelines, was anxious.

He kept asking the doctors in the medical team: "Are you okay? Is it okay? I don't think my nose is bleeding ..."

"Don't worry, young man. Are you in a hurry to play, if you bleed again, don't you still have to come down?" The doctor in the medical team is an elderly doctor with white hair, and he has a self-confident and leisurely manner in speech . If you are sitting in the consultation room, it really makes the patient feel a sense of trust and security as soon as they see it.

But now on the sidelines of a fierce game, his slowness can only make a teenager like Hu Lai feel impatient.

"Isn't that better?" He replied.

"Better?" The old doctor couldn't understand how his nose was bleeding again ...

"Then I can come down and receive another treatment. When I slowly walk down the court due to excessive blood loss, there are not many seconds left in the game." Hu Lai gave his explanation.

"..." The old doctor was speechless, and now the children are thinking about it all day long!

He patted Hu Lai's shoulder vigorously: "Okay, come on!"

Hu Lai quickly stepped forward, stood on the sidelines, raised his arms high and waved to the referee, hoping he would see it soon.

Just as he raised his hand, the referee made a hook gesture to him, indicating that he could play.

At this time, Huitang Middle School had almost made this game a half-court offense and defense.

When Hu Lai ran on the bench, behind the bench of Dongchuan Middle School behind him, all the bench players had left the position, standing side by side on the sidelines, eagerly anticipating the end of the game.

Beside Li Ziqiang, the team leader also stood there, with a look of expectation on his face, waiting for the game to end.

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Li Qingqing glanced at the game time, the fourth official had raised the sign of injury stoppage time, and the injury stoppage time was three minutes.

In three minutes, the game will end.

In other words, Dongchuan Middle School is only three minutes away from their quarter-finals in the national competition.

As the first team to score in the national competition, it will be able to become the quarterfinals. Such a performance is very remarkable.

She was happy for her dad and was able to lead a team in a high school football team to achieve such a result immediately after she came out of Transit, which fully proved his ability.

She is also happy for Hu Lai.

When I watched him train awkwardly alone in that small open space, I never thought that one day, this clumsy boy would even score three goals in the national competition to help the team reach the national quarter-finals.

And she saw her for the first time, but only thought people were like dogs holding a frisbee ...

Li Qingqing couldn't help but laugh again at the thought of the first sight.

She never told Hu Lai, what is his image in her heart-she was afraid to say that Hu Lai was angry, surely no one would like to be treated like a dog by others, right?

She smiled at the tiny figure on the TV screen.

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With the passage of time, the players of Huitang Middle School became more and more irritable, and the countermeasures of Dongchuan Middle School were very simple, mainly based on safety. When they got the ball, they kicked a big foot directly to the sideline to fight for football. Out of bounds.

In this way, it takes time to re-play the out-of-bounds, so the game time is reasonably consumed.

Hu Lai was running on the court breathlessly, wherever he had the ball he would run, no matter what position he was at this time, even if it could interfere with the opponent's attack.

He is not good at defending, so he can only make a small contribution to the team in this way.

In the process, he has no time to focus on how much time is left in the game.

It wasn't until he suddenly heard three whistle sounds and the shouting in the stands increased, that he realized that the game was over!

They became the top eight teams in the national competition!

So instead of chasing football, he ran to his nearest teammate with open arms to hug and celebrate with them.

"The game is over! The game is over! Unbelievable! Dongchuan Middle School, who participated in the national competition for the first time, actually defeated the fourth Huitang Middle School in the second round of the national competition in the second round 3: 2!" The commentator shouted excitedly. He has no obvious bias, but everyone likes to see upset, and he is no exception.

"The strength comparison between the two sides before the game, Huitang Middle School is stronger than Dongchuan Middle School. But this is the charm of the football game. Before the final whistle, you never know who will lose and win in the end! The start of Huitang Middle School Great, they once led Dongchuan Middle School by two goals in the first half, but then Dongchuan Middle School launched a Jedi counterattack with three consecutive goals! Now looking at it, Luo Kai ’s goal in the first half is very crucial and will be scored The difference was reduced to one point, which boosted the morale and confidence of the Dongchuan Middle School team and laid the foundation for the Jedi counterattack in the second half ... Of course, the 14th Hu Lai who came off the bench in the second half also played an important role. The first goal of the team directly helped the team to equalize the score. Although the second goal had some luck, it was always the goal ... "

While the narrator was still talking, the Dongchuan Middle School players on the sidelines could not wait to rush into the stadium. They cheered, screamed, jumped, spun, and some even burst into tears.

Chu Yifan's eyes turned red.

Yan Yan hugged him: "What's wrong, Chu team? How is it red?"

Chu Yifan rubbed his eyes: "Sawdust has entered his eyes."

Yan Yan laughed: "Understand, understand and understand."

Chu Yifan looked at Luo Kai and Hu Lai who were embracing his teammates, and sighed deeply: "At the Anton Cup, I felt that I would be content to participate in a national competition in my life. For me, the national competition It's a very distant, very sacred stage ... But everyone who can participate in the national competitions is the best team. I have been dreaming since I entered Dongchuan Middle School ... "

Yan Yan didn't speak, just smiled and patted the captain's shoulder.

"I should thank Luo Kai and Hu Lai, they not only helped me realize my dream, but also far exceeded my original expectations. I just wanted to participate in the national competition, but I didn't expect that I could really make it to the quarterfinals ... Others said that when Jiaxiang High School won the 16th and 8th in the national competition, it felt really good ... "

"So now we are the same as Jiaxiang!" Yan Yan said.

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"Pang!"

Suddenly there was a crunch in the locked principal's office, as if something had been dropped on the ground.

This made the principal secretary sitting far away stand up nervously, looking at the door.

He knew what the old principal was doing when he closed the door at this time, because during this time, it was not the first time the principal had done so.

Of course, watching the ball.

But watching the ball saw something fell ...

The secretary had a thought in his mind: wouldn't it be our Dongchuan Middle School who lost the ball? The old principal fell something in anger?

Thinking of this, he quickly walked to the door, but stopped when he was about to catch the door handle-the old headmaster locked back and couldn't open himself ...

He raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Principal Zhai? Principal Zhai?"

He also vaguely heard the roar from the TV behind the door, but what he said specifically, he could not hear clearly ...

When he was about to knock on the door again, the door was opened from the inside. Principal Zhai stood in front of him and said to him with a smile: "Little Wang, ask Aunt Bao Jie to clean my room."

The secretary looked at the principal Zhai in front of him. There were water marks on his hair, and there were some water marks on the shoulders and chest on the clothes that had not been wiped quickly.

"Principal Zhai, you are ..." he asked strangely.

"Oh, I'm so excited, I accidentally knocked over the teacup." Principal Zhai turned sideways, and his secretary saw the ceramic teacup that had fallen into pieces on the floor behind him, and the spray shape extending from the desk to the floor 'S tea ...

"This, Principal Zhai, are we ... lost?" The secretary asked cautiously.

"Lose? How could it be ..."

Before President Zhai finished his speech, the secretary heard the excited voice of the speaker on the TV in the house: "Dongchuan Middle School, who participated in the national competition for the first time, has created great results! They eliminated the last one at 3: 2 Huitang Middle School, the fourth place in the contest, reached the quarterfinals of the contest! "

The secretary who heard these words showed a surprised expression, but the smile on the face of Principal Zhai standing in front of him became brighter and brighter, like a blooming flower.

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While the players at Dongchuan Middle School frantically celebrated their promotion, their opponent Huitang Middle School all slumped on the ground.

Including captain Wang Chaolin and deputy captain Ke Yan, many people looked up to the sky and could not stop their tears.

They were fourth in the last country, but they stopped in the second round of this competition.

Such a huge drop makes many people unacceptable.

Especially high school players like Wang Chaolin. The failure of this game meant that their high school football career came to an end.

After returning to school, they will retire from the team and devote themselves wholeheartedly to preparing for the college entrance examination.

Unless some of them will choose to develop in professional football ...

The coach of Huitang Middle School, Lu Jianbai, walked onto the stadium after shaking hands with Li Ziqiang.

He walked in front of the players who had lost their souls, and looked at the players who were crying together, squeezing his lips for a long time without talking.

He quietly gave those children time to cry.

As boys, this may be the time when they are one of the few who can cry as much as possible without being laughed at.

He didn't bother them.

It wasn't until a while later that he said, "Get up and shake hands with your opponent."

He didn't yell at them, scold them, criticize them as he did before.

After the players gathered, they looked at the sad and fearful players and said: "Relax, I don't scold you. I don't scold you, not because you are doing your best in this game, so there is no complaint. Sorry. You still have a lot of problems in this game, some are even more serious, otherwise we will not lose the game. I will not scold you, because the game has been lost, and now you are called tortoise grandson It wo n’t do anything. If we have the next game, I will definitely scold you for not eating at night and sleeping, and I promise, you should all know what kind of coach I am. "

The players pursed their eyes and looked at the fierce coach they were used to.

Wang Zhaolin, who is the captain of the team, choked with sobs: "Coach, we ..."

Lu Jianbai waved his hand: "Don't rush to apologize. You made mistakes in the game, I made mistakes in the game too-I shouldn't ignore the number 14 that was replaced. I ignored him, so you also ignored He was ... but these are not important now. Students, youth is like this, like football games, they always make mistakes, either make mistakes here, make mistakes there, or even make mistakes again in the same place. "

Speaking of which, he took a deep breath and slowly spit out: "Remember these mistakes, don't deceive yourself with those self-deceiving excuses. Remember, because you made a mistake, so you lost the game, you made a mistake. There must be a price to pay, this is the price. If you are sad because you are eliminated, you must remember this matter, and then in your future life-not only football, but also other things-give me Remember this, do n’t be lucky, think that if you make a mistake, it will be fine as long as it is not found. I tell you, as long as you make a mistake, there will be a price waiting for you to pay, either at the time or in the future When. I hope these words can help you a bit. Now let ’s shake hands with our opponents. Be generous and they will play better than you! "

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The players of Jiaxiang High School did not turn off the projection and left after the game. When they saw their opponents who were defeated by them in the three or four finals last year, they now fell on the road of sixteen to eight. .

The single-elimination national competition is too cruel. A team prepared carefully for a year. Unexpectedly, it only took one or two games to go home.

In fact, from the day the national competition was born, there has always been a controversial voice, thinking that the national competition should adopt the format of the World Cup group stage and knockout, so that the team can play more games and have more participation sense.

But doing so will lengthen the time of the event, and there are concerns that students will be prepared for the college entrance examination. May make senior high school players directly withdraw from the national competition.

Therefore, the national competition has always insisted on the current single knockout system.

Although it is cruel, although there are shortcomings, as long as it is competitive sports, how can there be no cruelty and regret?

The last national competition champion Chongwen Middle School was eliminated in the first round of the last competition, which is more brutal and more regrettable than today's Huitang Middle School.

Everyone should always get used to and accept this kind of cruelty and regret. After all, there are more cruel and regretful things waiting for them in the society than the national competition.

Seeing that everyone ’s emotions were affected, Captain Wu Yue stood up and slapped: “Hey, everyone should correct their position. We are the team in Anton Province. Dongchuan Middle School represents us in Anton Province. I ’m happy that I ’m doing well! "

At this time, the live broadcast on the projection screen continued, and Hu Lai appeared in the picture and was being interviewed.

The Jiaxiang high school players who saw this scene were a little surprised: "I'm going to interview Hu Lai after the game today ?! This kid ..."

"It's also normal. People scored two goals in the game. If you look at the goal alone, he is Dongchuan Middle School's biggest hero who can advance to the quarterfinals ..."

"I can't think of it. When we were playing against us, when we played the captain's hair with our hands, it was totally an unreliable little fart boy ... the result is now a player who can score three goals in the national competition ... … "

The sound of the interview from the speaker: "Classmate Hu Lai, first of all congratulations to your team for advancing to the quarterfinals. Before the game, many people felt that Dongchuan Middle School was participating in the national competition for the first time, UU reading www.uukanshu.com met I am afraid that it will be difficult to move forward in the fourth session. But the fighting spirit and level of your performance in the competition are unforgettable. Do you have any thoughts about reaching the quarterfinals for the first time in the national competition? "

Hearing this problem, the Jiaxiang high school players who were talking about it closed their mouths and turned to look at the man on the big screen.

I saw Hu Lai's expression of doubt: "It's an incredible thing to beat the last 4th? I haven't thought about this problem at all. After all, we eliminated the third in the province. The national competition. "

Seeing the reporter ’s expression was a little weird. He thought the other party did n’t believe it, so he quickly said, “Jiaxiang High School, is n’t it the third place in the last national competition? We all won them. So you see, win the last national competition. Fourth place, is there nothing remarkable? "

He spread his hands.

Reporter: "Uh ..."

The Jiaxiang High School players in the audio-visual room froze for a few seconds, and then the group blew up.

"I take back what I just said! This is still an unreliable little fart boy!"

"Wow! It's too deceiving! Don't bring such a whip!"

"Damn it! That's just the top eight! You pull a fart!"

"Boy wait and see, the next Anton Cup will let you know who is the boss of Anton High School football!"

"Wu Yue, it's not that I don't give you a face! Let this little fart boy represent Anton on our behalf, I won't do it!"

Wu Yue covered her face and said, "You love it ..."

Feng Yuanchang, who was sitting in the last row of the classroom, saw this scene but smiled on his face.

In the next Anton Cup, he does not need to worry about mobilization as a coach ...