Cuju has a very long history in China. Rumor has it that it began with the emperor and was used for military training. Leaders in all dynasties have chosen Cuju to train soldiers. This kind of training is not only competitive, but also strengthens the body. Gradually,
This activity spread to the people and became a popular competitive event among all classes.
Different from the mature and more competitive football in later generations, the Cuju competition at this time was in a different form.
"...plant two bamboos, several feet high, and make a net on top to serve as a goal. The goal is divided into points, and the victory is based on the angle." To put it simply, today's Cuju competition has a single goal, which is erected on the court.
In the middle, the form is similar to that of later generations. The bamboo poles are connected with a thick net. There is a round hole about one foot in diameter on the top of the thick net, which is called "wind flow eye".
The rules of the competition are very simple. Each team has twelve people as friends. Each person has a different position and title. The players pass the ball to each other and finally to the captain to kick Feng Liuyan. The one who passes the ball wins. At the end of the limited time
Afterwards, the number of passes will determine the outcome.
I don’t know what rewards and punishments these children have set.
As Dai Shanchang's drum beat fell, the red team on the left took the lead to kick off.
What Wu Weiye said is true. Everyone in the red team is a good Cuju player. Even though they are young, Cuju is a popular national sport. An 80-year-old man and a three-year-old child can play Cuju a few times.
Don't talk about these children who have experience in Cuju.
Their Cuju spread among the team members very smoothly, and finally reached Lu Wencheng's feet.
Experts will know if there is any as soon as they take action. Lu Wenguo really lived up to Wu Weiye's fear. After getting the ball, he did not rush to pass the ball. Instead, he used the "free play" that women like to do a lot of tricks and adjusted the appropriate
The angle comes out again.
The colorful Cuju drew a graceful arc in the air and touched the edge of the romantic eye, but it still made an appointment with it with an unstoppable trend.
A huge cheer broke out from the red side.
Dai Shanchang drew with charcoal in his hand: "The red team gets one point temporarily."
Cuju came to the blue team. Compared with the proficiency and smoothness of the red team, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the blue team was unfamiliar and sluggish. Some people even couldn't even bounce the ball. Others couldn't help but sweat for them.
This was the most nervous football match that Ye Zhenzhen had ever watched. Ning Kang and Yu Wenqi didn’t know Cuju, but fortunately there were Cui Zhiming and Wu Weiye next to them. They almost fed the ball to their feet, which was another dangerous situation.
He narrowly saved the ball they were about to kick away.
Ye Zhenzhen found that she had been holding her breath this time. It was not until Cui Zhiming saved the ball that she slowly breathed a sigh of relief - it was so exciting that her little heart almost flew away with Cuju.
The students watching the excitement were also talking about it, and they were very unfavorable: "I think the blue team will lose this game. With such a group of teammates, I'm afraid they will lose."
"That's not necessarily true. It depends on the captain's accuracy. If the captain's accuracy is good, he can turn the tide."
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Among the voices talking about it, one voice was particularly firm: "I think the blue team will definitely win."
This voice was extremely familiar, causing Ye Zhenzhen to look back. It turned out to be Zhao Shike. He had already finished class, followed by Jin Yingxuan and Yang Wanshi.
When the two girls saw Ye Zhenzhen, they hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to greet her. Ye Zhenzhen nodded and had no time to chat with them - because the ball finally reached the feet of the referee without any danger.
The boy Ji Duan likes Cuju very much. Master Yang is not only his equestrian master, but also his Cuju master. He started to learn Cuju skills as soon as he picked up the ball.
What he learned was not only the angles and strength of various goals, but also the accuracy. Since he started practicing archery, his father even asked him to practice the skills of using Cuju to cross the net. It can be said that he is more eye-catching than anyone else on the court.
No one is unfamiliar.
So when he received the ball, he was not nervous or abnormal. Instead, he looked for a good angle and kicked it with his foot as he had done countless times -
The red Cuju attracted everyone's attention, as it spun, spun, and finally passed through the goal's eye perfectly without even touching the net.
The court was silent at first, and then erupted into huge cheers. It was the cheers of the children on the blue team and the cheers of the spectators outside the court. Everyone was particularly approving of this perfect ball.
The charcoal pen in Dai Shanchang's hand drew another picture: "The blue team gets one point, and the red and blue teams are tied."
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The game continues.
Cui Zhiduan's perfect pass did not affect Lu Wencheng. He continued to pass the ball smoothly, and occasionally made mistakes and missed two balls. Cui Zhiduan passed every ball perfectly, but the score was still one point behind.
There is no other reason. Ning Kang dropped the ball once and Yu Wenqi dropped the ball twice. The score between the red and blue teams is now 6:5.
The game time is one stick of incense, and now the stick of incense is almost finished burning, and the atmosphere on the court is gradually becoming tense.
Boom, another pass.
Lu Wencheng glanced at the incense burner, and a proud smile finally appeared on his tense face. He said arrogantly to Cui Zhiduan: "Cui Zhiduan, just wait to be punished, you will lose!"
Cui Zhiduan was unconvinced: "It's not yet time to seal the coffin."
Lu Wencheng only regarded him as a dead duck with a tough mouth, chatting and laughing with the team members, pointing fingers, looking like he was watching a good show, and he was extremely arrogant.
Everyone in the blue team looked ugly, and Ning Kang and Yu Wenqi felt extremely guilty: "It's all our fault. If we hadn't dropped the ball, we wouldn't be at a disadvantage."
"Don't be discouraged, we still have a chance!"
Cui Zhiduan encouraged him. He glanced at the incense stick and said, "Next, you have to be more alert. As long as you don't make mistakes, we will definitely win!"
"Yes, we can't admit defeat!" Wu Weiye said loudly, patted Ning Kang and Yu Wenqi on the shoulders, and said: "A real man never gives up!"
Cui Zhiming also encouraged them: "You can definitely do it."
Other team members came over and patted them on the shoulders to encourage them. Ning Kang and Yu Wenqi suddenly felt courage in their hearts when they saw that the team members not only did not blame them, but also encouraged them without any grudges.
"Well, don't worry, we won't miss it again."
Perhaps they were inspired by the spirit, or perhaps they were gradually getting used to it. In the next few rounds, Ning Kang and Yu Wenqi did not miss. The Cuju was passed steadily to the feet of Cui Zhiduan, and Cui Zhiduan steadily kicked into Fengliuyan.
On the contrary, Lu Wencheng made a mistake in choosing the angle when passing the ball. Cuju flew directly over the net and did not pass through Feng Liuyan.
At this time, the score was already tied at 8:8.
At this time, only a trace of the incense stick has been burned, and the blue team has only one last chance. Can they make a comeback?
[The author has something to say]
Of course it’s a comeback like the women’s football team did! We are the champions!