What all the audience didn't expect was that this show-filled match was white-hot as soon as it began.
Even the Liaoning Football Mixed Team didn't expect that these children were not stage frightened at all, but were extremely excited, and of course they didn't give them any face.
Although the Liaozu players knew very well that this was not just an ordinary commercial exhibition game, but with strong practical value, they still didn't take it too seriously.
However, the Liaoyang High School team, which is dominated by a high school, especially the frontcourt players, subconsciously followed the excited Wang Ai and played a very efficient attack rhythm at the beginning.
When the older generation of the Liaoning team, Ma Lin, Tang Yaodong, the younger generation of Zhao Junzhe, Li Tie, Qu Dong, Wang Liang, and the younger generation of Qu Xiaohui, Ding Jie, Xiao Zhen and other old, middle-aged and young generations greeted each other and teased each other and walked slowly to their positions, the astute Ma Dong had already caught the evil smile on the corner of Wang Ai's mouth: Liaozu is awesome, but you are also talking about it.
The two of them bowed their heads and quietly moved to the front court, and a high school midfielder with the same cunning heart suddenly got up and passed diagonally on the ground, and Wang Ai, who had moved in place, knocked lightly in the direction of the incoming ball, and the football turned slightly and went straight to the big penalty area.
Ma Dong, who was half-closed in his eyes, suddenly appeared like a thief, and when Wang Liang and Qu Dong came back to their senses, Ma Dong had already soared at full speed, unstoppable, and rushed into the goal area with the ball in three or two clicks.
Goalkeeper Ma Dongbo just greeted Marin, his brain was a little cloudy, and he opened his mouth and asked, "Did you just blow the whistle?"
” Qu Dong waved his hand desperately: "It's time for the game, Dongbo!"
” "it!"
Ma Dongbo hurriedly turned his head and prepared to block Ma Dong's shot.
Although in the eyes of this group of professional players, Ma Dong's skills are just like that, but this is a single knife, at best he played two and a half games in five games, scored 22 goals, even if it is an amateur game, who dares to underestimate this attack power?
Especially behind so many goals is that this striker has established absolute confidence in shooting, not to mention the pony, even if he is replaced by the legendary goalkeeper Fu Yubin, he can't scare people.
The key to a striker's goal is to be decisive, because the slightest hesitation can lead to a delay in time, resulting in the goalkeeper being ready.
Karn used to be the best in the world, known as the Lion King, why is Karn the best?
Not only because of the skill but also because of Kahn's deterrent effect on the striker, which always makes the striker hesitate a little bit when shooting in front of him, which greatly enhances the success rate of Kahn's defensive goal.
Karn's ugly face was growling, twisted, orc-like, and anyone would have to shudder, unless you got used to it, and that's his football talent!
Ma Dong did not hesitate at all, and did not show any mercy to this buddy who was also surnamed Ma, and Ma Dong, who scored like a goal, had already formed a subconscious action, completely forgetting the identity and level of the other party.
The ball shook slightly in front of the goal, and after the goalkeeper's center of gravity involuntarily adjusted, he volleyed in the opposite direction very neatly and concisely.
The ball rolled into the net very obediently.
At this time, at least half of the players on the field of the Liaoning team did not know it, and when the referee's whistle sounded and pointed to the middle circle, their faces were still at a loss.
The audience on the sidelines was crazy with joy, these two high school boys are really bad, pretending to be grandchildren to touch the door of people's houses while people are not paying attention, and then they sneak attack one, this is a bluff, this is stealing chickens!
It's less than half a minute after the opening, and people come from afar and don't say anything to give face, they are Liaozu, the gods in the hearts of fans in the Northeast......
But we're so happy!
Ma Lin and Tang Yaodong looked at the two bad boys opposite each other with humility on their faces but couldn't hide their smug looks, their faces were a little unbearable, and they didn't wait for the interim head coach Wang Hongli to scold, and quickly gathered the players together: "Don't talk, don't make trouble, people are really playing, if we really lose, we will be embarrassed and thrown to grandma's house."
Don't forget that the coach reminded us that the group of children on the other side is a bit of a trick, otherwise they wouldn't have decided to compare the amount and take some real skills!
Don't let these bunnies underestimate us.
Besides, there are so many viewers, remember?
” As soon as the two legends spoke, the minor gods of the team nodded one after another, and the minor gods were even more honest and obedient.
Kick-off again is considered an official match between the two teams, but the score has become a score that Liaoyang High School United Team leads Liaoning Youth Team 1:0, which makes the latter feel a little ashamed.
Since there is only a 45-minute schedule, the Liaoning team plays the common formation of the youth team 352, and the high school team basically plays 451, and Wang Ai happens to be Wang Hongli's son Wang Liang.
Seeing that the Liaoning Youth Team was in a strict formation and there was no chance to steal chickens, Wang Ai commanded the team to slowly mobilize and look for opportunities.
While playing football, he chatted with Wang Liang.
"Your name is Wang Liang, right?"
The long-faced rough man, who was just 20 years old this year, looked down at Wang Ai: "Ang!
” "Your dad is Coach Wang Hongli, right?"
"Aang!"
"Your dad arranged for you to watch me, right?"
"Aang?"
Wang Ai grinned, in today's team, Wang Liang's guard ability is one of the best, and it is natural to use him to curb the offensive engine and organizational metronome of the high school team, Wang Ai does not believe that Wang Hongli has no consciousness at all.
Of course, letting his son play against the opponent's most imaginative and bizarre attacking player is also intended to make his son grow better.
So, since Wang Hongli has this intention, of course Wang Ai wants to send a favor.
What's more, through the observation of the opening five minutes, Wang Ai was stunned to find that today's Liaoning Youth Team, in addition to being a little lax at the beginning, is playing extraordinarily unrestrained, 352 is already full of offense and defense, and they actually played the whole game!
The old coach deserves to be the old coach!
Wang Ai sighed in his heart: Not to mention the unfathomable tactical command, it is also difficult for ordinary people to be shameless.
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You're all already at the B level, and you played an exhibition match with an amateur team and used the whole court to mark people.
Moreover, our players have just played a whole fierce final!
You look at you guys who bullied us, they are already leading in technology, and their physical fitness is very abundant, not to mention their physical fitness.
Just a normal collision, our high school students will fly, even if they don't collide, they can't grab it.
Within five minutes of the official game, the Liaoning team easily scored two in a row.
Looking at the posture, the audience couldn't get it and was poured twenty.
Wang Ai wants to hone his skills, but he is not looking for abuse, and if he continues to play like this, the high school team will inevitably shrink into a central defender, so how can he hone his skills?
After the second goal was scored, Wang Ai became angry, and ran to the sidelines and pinched his waist and said to Wang Hongli: "Coach Wang, you are really bad enough!"
Knowing that our physical strength is not good, he still plays with us all over the court!
” Wang Hongli held a cigarette in one hand, looked at the "primary schoolboy" ball in front of him and stopped kicking, angrily accusing himself of being the enemy coach, laughing and coughing, waving his hand vigorously, Zhang Yin on the side touched his head and shook his head with a smile.
"Xiao Wang, heroes on the court should be judged by victory or defeat, you are not physically strong, how can I not use such an obvious weakness?"
Wang Hongli said with a smile.
Wang Ai jumped up angrily: "You old people and adults bully children together, right?"
” Wang Hongli lowered his head and nodded angrily: "Yes, on the court, no one treats you as a child!"
” "Okay, old king, you wait!"
Wang Ai screamed and ran back, turned around and shouted: "If you bully me, I will bully your son!"
” Zhang Yin couldn't stand laughing, Wang Hongli was stunned for a moment, and looked up to the sky and laughed. ()