The two teams 'substitutes formed a stark contrast.
On the other side of the island, everyone was in high spirits. Their faces were filled with excited and happy smiles! They put their arms around each other's shoulders and chatted endlessly.
Even their coach started chatting. Apparently, they had already given Cuihua University a death certificate!
In the current situation, unless you found a real professional player, there might be a chance. Otherwise, there was no chance to turn the tables!
Besides, finding one might not necessarily turn the tables. Football was a sport of eleven people, and it was not something that you could control alone!
On the other side, it was strangely quiet.
This was Cuihua University's home ground.
However, the surrounding students didn't make any noise.
Because they could not see any excitement in this team. Love…What was the point of cheering for such a team other than wasting energy?
Some of the surrounding girls even started to discuss the players from No.2 Middle School.
"Their number nine is really handsome. Those two header shots just now…were really too domineering. He did not give our center back any chance at all!”
"I think No. 8 is the most handsome one. Apart from strategizing, he scored with a shot.”
"Why do I feel that No. 7 is not bad? When he runs, he's like the wind. He's really handsome!”
“……”
However, there was only one person who was very quiet. She did not say a word from the beginning to the end. Her name was Tang Qiqi.
As a true football fan, she could see that this game was actually a massacre. A one-sided massacre without any resistance.
Their team didn't have a single true expert, but the opposing team's numbers 5, 8, and 9 were all professionals. In addition, there was also number 7, who had top-notch speed and passing skills. They were no match for him at all.
If she didn't really like football, she might have left like the other girls who were watching the show! However, she never took a step forward because people who really liked football had an obsession. They would never admit defeat until the last moment!
It was also because of this spirit that there would be a blood-boiling comeback on the football field!
Although she knew that this wish was very slim, she had always been filled with anticipation.
At the same time, her hands were not idle. She drew her absolutely beautiful moments in her sketchbook, recording this casual but eternal moment in her life...
For example, the scene before his eyes.
"Captain, go on stage! We need you!"
All the team members gathered around Wang Jingke and shouted seriously.
Wang Jingke was touched.
To be honest, these guys in front of him didn't even meet the minimum qualifications to be his teammates. However, he also knew that he had just transmigrated. It was very likely that he would train with them and fight together.
Therefore, he did not deliberately reject them or alienate them.
In addition to the excitement of the 3-0 score, he also stood up and looked at Fan Zhijie beside him." Teacher Fan, although I can't guarantee that the team will be able to turn the tables and win, at least we will play with the courage that a team should have!”
Fan Zhijie was stunned. Obviously, he did not expect Wang Jingke to still want control of the team at this time!
However, when his eyes inadvertently saw the score of 3-0 on the scoreboard, he could not help but sigh.
"Alright, alright, I can let you play, but you have to promise me not to concede any more goals!”Fan Zhijie made his own concession. In order not to lose too badly, in order not to lose face for Cuihua University, he chose to let Wang Jingke play!
Hearing Fan Zhijie's words, Wang Jingke's eyes immediately lit up. He hurriedly shouted," Everyone, come over here."”
They were still three goals behind their opponents. If they insisted on defending, there was no chance of turning the tables!
But if they were to go all out…with the level of their goalkeepers and defenders, they could at least score ten goals!
Therefore, Wang Jingke's strategy was still defensive counterattack.
However, the plastic surgery had changed. From the original 4-5-1 double-wing take-off to a 5-4-1 defensive counterattack!
Ding Yu would be in front alone, and the center back would be added to limit No. 9's performance!
At the same time, the four players in the midfield were responsible for compressing the space. They tried their best not to let the ball have a chance to split. If it really did succeed, they would try their best to block No. 7 and not let his speed really rush up!
No. 7's true strength was his explosive power. If he could suppress his first step, it would be much easier to defend.
Of course, Wang Jingke was also teaching the players how to defend. Try not to kick, stick close to the opponent, and not let the opponent comfortably throw the ball!
The fifteen minutes of halftime passed quickly.
It wasn't clear if it was Wang Jingke's appearance or his detailed tactics in the midfield that gave everyone confidence, but the temperament of the Cuihua University players changed.
At least their expressions weren't as heavy as before!
The opposing team's coach had obviously noticed this, but he soon smiled. He had probably given up. With the current score of the two teams, the other team could beat the other team with one kick.
Wang Jingke still positioned himself as a defensive midfielder.
He had watched half of the game off the field and naturally understood where his team was weak and where the opponent was strongest!
According to the wooden barrel principle, if they still wanted to win this game, what he could do now was to replenish the team's shortest board!
To be honest, Wang Chen had never played in this position before, but he was a professional player after all. He had been influenced by this position in the past, so he naturally understood what this position needed to do.
The second half started within a minute.
The goalkeeper of No.2 Middle School kicked the ball high.
Like all amateur goalkeepers, his powerful kick-off had no strength, no accuracy, and even the distance was terrifyingly close!
The moment he kicked, Wang Jingke moved. His heels stepped heavily on the ground, and his body sprinted forward!
The King of this world, Jing Ke, had two advantages. One was his speed, and the other was his endurance!
The moment he started, he directly left the No. 8 player by two bodies and quickly ran towards the football's landing point.
"Ding Yu, run!" Just as Wang Jingke was running, he shouted at Ding Yu.
Ding Yu and Wang Jingke were best friends. After hearing his words, he did not hesitate at all and also ran wildly.
Just like that, two green whirlwinds blew up on the relatively still pitch!
Tang Qiqi, who had been sitting in her seat, stood up excitedly for some reason. She even had goosebumps all over her body...
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