The match began on time.
Wang Jingke, who had finished warming up, also came to the players 'bench and sat down.
Ding Yu stood in the captain's position, which he was not familiar with. He began to toss a coin and choose the side to choose the ball.
It was his first time being the captain, and he seemed a little reserved and at a loss. He would occasionally look at Wang Jingke, who was sitting below.
However, at this moment, Wang Jingke was expressionless and his eyes were looking at the sky.
This was his first battle since he had transmigrated. Looking at the familiar green field, his heart was extremely excited.
However, the feeling of not being able to play and not being able to play was really frustrating and infuriating!
However, he did not regret his decision.
Football was a competitive sport that was full of passion and blood. How could it be controlled by a layman who knew nothing about it?
His life should be controlled by himself, not handed over to a guy who didn't understand anything at all.
Of course, what he didn't notice was that while he was sitting on the substitutes 'bench without saying a word, a beautiful girl in the audience had a thoughtful look on her face. Soon after, a trace of self-blame and loneliness flashed in her eyes.
She even thought that she had caused harm to Wang Jingke, causing the absolute core of the team to lose the opportunity to play in the starting lineup.
……
As the referee blew the whistle, the match between Cuihua University and Xiaodao No.2 High School officially began!
This wasn't an evenly matched match.
From the start of the match, No. 2 High School launched a fierce attack.
As mentioned before, three of the students from No. 2 High School had undergone professional training. Although they eventually returned to normal universities due to various reasons, they were still much stronger than the students from Cuihua University!
This was a massacre without any suspense!
In the seventh minute of the game, the goalkeeper of Cuihua University kicked the ball out with a big kick. However, because of his lack of strength, the ball was intercepted by No. 5 player of No. 2 Middle School before it could pass through half of the field. The ball was quickly sent to the feet of No. 8 player in the midfield.
No. 8 was the core of No. 2 Middle School's offense. He had a wide field of vision and outstanding footwork skills. Before Cuihua University's substitute defensive midfielder came forward to block, he directly distributed the ball to No. 7, the winger who plugged in from the side!
The No. 7 player was very fast and his crosses were also very good!
In the previous round, they were able to tie 1-1 with Kyushu University because of his cross!
The No. 7 player did not hesitate at all. Before Cuiying's No. 3 full-back came up to fill in, the ball was kicked high.
The football drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed directly on the head of No.9 No.2 Middle School's striker, smashing heavily into the net!
"Swoosh!"
1-0！
In just seven minutes, Cuihua University fell behind 1-0!
The players from No.2 Middle School celebrated wantonly on the field.
Wang Jingke, who was sitting on the bench, punched the stool and gritted his teeth.
Although he was not a defender, he knew that the biggest mistake this time was the positioning of the two center backs!
Of course, the biggest problem was still the defensive midfielder. Cuihua University's reserve defensive midfielder could not defend against the opponent's No. 8 player at all. He could easily get rid of the opponent with a change of direction!
This feeling was just like what they had just said. Compared to them, the students of Cuihua University were no different from kindergarten children!
However, the blow still continued.
Fifteen minutes into the first half, it was still the same routine, but the person who organized the offense became the opposing defensive midfielder, number five.
After the No. 5 player received the pass from the fullback, he directly went straight to the flank!
The Cuihua University players clearly felt the strength of No. 8 and No. 9, so they strengthened their defense.
However, the No. 7 player's speed started to run, leaving the dust in his wake.
Another cross from the bottom!
After passing the ball, the number 5 defensive midfielder quickly raised his front fork. The moment number 7 passed the ball, he jumped high and smashed the football heavily on the post, bouncing it into the goal!
2-0！
The No. 5 defensive midfielder shook his arms and cheered!
The surrounding Second High students were also in high spirits.
Seeing this scene, many of the Cuiying students sighed heavily.
They also knew that the game was not going to end well, but who would have thought that they would be two goals behind in just 15 minutes?
Fan Zhijie was also frowning at this moment, his face gloomy.
Although he was just a bystander, if he lost too badly, he would lose face as a member of the football team.
Although he was a layman, he had watched a lot of football games because he had become a coach.
He knew that the problem was in the midfield!
The midfield was originally the strongest part of Cuihua University, but because of Wang Jingke, it became the weakest part!
It was unknown whether it was intentional or not, but almost all the team members present focused their attention on Wang Jingke.
The most trusted and strongest existence in the past was sitting off the field because of a conflict with the coach...
Phew, how depressing!
Was he really going to be shaved bald today?
Just as everyone was feeling dejected, another blow struck.
At 18 minutes and 55 seconds, the opponent's No. 8 completed a juggling goal!
He broke into the encirclement of five people by himself. When No. 9 and No. 7 ran to the empty space, he did not choose to pass the ball. Instead, he directly swung his leg!
The ball hit the net and spun violently, not giving the goalkeeper any chance to react at all!
A sword to the throat!
3-0！
The fighting spirit of the Cuihua University team members had completely dissipated.
Three goals were scored in the first half. How could they play in the second half?
Of course, at this time, some people said that in the Champions League final between AC Milan and Liverpool, didn't they score three goals in the first half and were reversed in the second half?
But was this team Liverpool? Cuiying was just Cuiying, a team whose fighting spirit had been crushed by their opponents!
The Cuihua University team finally lasted forty-five minutes. They dragged their tired bodies to Fan Zhijie.
Fan Zhijie was looking at the team members in front of him with a serious face. According to his habit, he should scold them, but he couldn't.
Looking at the youths in front of him who were sweating profusely and panting heavily, how could he curse? Moreover, the difference in strength was there. This result was understandable.
"You guys have already tried your best. This result is just…you lost to luck!”Fan Zhijie squeezed out a smile and said to everyone.
However, his words did not comfort everyone. On the contrary, everyone's eyes fell on Wang Jingke beside them.
Wang Jingke didn't look at them, but turned to look at the red and bloody 3-0. His expression was unprecedentedly serious.
Could it be that the first match he had transmigrated to would end in a crushing defeat?
To be honest, he was unwilling!
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