After saying that, Qin Aotian led the team through the stadium and walked towards the passage of Court No. 2.
Looking at Qin Aotian's leaving figure, Gao Qiu had a complicated expression.
This guy is stupid, has a lot of money, and is very good at showing off.
Wouldn't it be great if you could take him as your little brother?
After Qin Aotian left, the game between the God Team and the Flying Dragon Team also kicked off.
Players from both sides came on stage one after another and stood firm in their positions.
Gearing up and ready to go.
The crowd of onlookers was also divided into two parts.
Most stayed at Court One, and a small group went to Court Two to watch the Qin team's game.
"The God's Team just announced that they would compete with the third-place team in the town-level league, and Master Qin found the second-place team. It's really awesome!"
"Who can resist the temptation of money power?"
"Although the God's Team and the Qin's Team did not compete directly, this can be regarded as another form of competition. I don't know which team will have better results."
"Compared with Young Master Qin, I hope that these guys from the God Team can win and give a good blow to Yuanshan Town's arrogance."
…
He Feifei held Chen Xi's arm with both hands: "Xiao Xi, just come with me! Qin Aotian will definitely win, and you will gain face when it is broadcast."
Chen Xi looked at He Feifei helplessly: "If you want to go, just go by yourself. If you like him, I don't."
He Feifei muttered: "Is it possible that you like to beg that poor boy? I heard that his parents are both dead and he still owes a lot of money."
Chen Xi looked calm: "What's wrong with being poor? Is it illegal? Besides, I didn't say I liked him.
"I just think that Team God is a team with great potential and will go further than all of us imagined."
He Feifei looked at Chen Xi with a vague understanding, "Okay, I guess you are cruel!"
Seeing He Feifei sit down, Chen Xi asked: "Why, aren't you going to watch Qin Aotian's game?"
He Feifei glared at her resentfully: "I like him, but I don't value sex over friends... Look! The Flying Dragon team is starting to attack!"
Chen Xi quickly turned his attention to the camera.
As the stronger side on paper, the Dragons adopted a 4-3-3 formation.
The offensive intention is very obvious.
Less than two minutes into the game, Zhao Chenglong brought the ball to the penalty area of the God Team.
At the same time, the Dragons' midfield and backcourt pressed forward together and came to the center circle.
It seems that he wants to firmly control the ball in the opponent's half.
Don't give God's team any chance.
The God's Team adopts a 4-4-2 formation that is both offensive and defensive.
Gao Qiu and Yun Tianrong serve as double forwards.
Li Hu and Zhang Hao sit in the midfield.
Wu Sanshi guarded the defense line nervously.
In the fourth minute, Zhao Chenglong launched an attack from the left.
When he held the ball, there were huge boos from the sidelines.
Players from both sides competed fiercely for positions in the center circle.
After a fight, Zhao Chenglong successfully brought the ball into the penalty area.
The other two forwards of the Flying Dragon team stepped in to provide support.
In a hurry, Wu Sanshi was forced to put down the shovel, interrupting Zhao Chenglong's attack.
The referee quickly ran over and raised a yellow card to Wu Sanshi.
The Dragons received a well-placed free kick.
Zhao Chenglong, who was knocked down, glared at Wu Sanshi fiercely and came to the penalty spot.
Under the nervous gaze of the God's Team players and the audience, Zhao Chenglong took off.
The football flew through the air and headed straight for the goal!
The goalkeeper of the God Team, Jia Ping, flew to the rescue and caught the ball in his hands.
A crisis was resolved.
The players on Team God breathed a sigh of relief.
In the eighth minute of the game, Zhao Chenglong received a long pass from his teammate outside the penalty area, broke away from one person and broke into the penalty area.
Volley to goal.
Hit the post.
When he wanted to keep up with the follow-up shot, he was saved by Wu Sanshi in front of the goal.
Football came to Gao Qiu's feet.
There were loud cheers from the sidelines.
Gao Qiu looked up at the three players who were surrounding him, with a solemn expression.
Continuously change directions to get rid of the first person.
The ball passes to get rid of the second man.
Then he drove straight in from the right and came to the edge of the penalty area.
"Long shot must enter the card! Use it!" Gao Qiu shouted in his heart.
After getting this prop, I have never experienced it.
[The long shot must score card is used successfully: every two long shots must score a goal]
[Limited attack range: 20-30 meters from the goal]
As soon as he finished speaking, a green dotted line appeared in front of Gao Qiu.
Mark the distance between him and the goal.
As Gao Qiu ran, the distance continued to shrink.
When the value shows 28.5 meters, Gao Qiu kicks to attack the goal.
The football rushed towards the goal at such a high speed that all the spectators in the stands stood up.
"Isn't he too confident to shoot from such a distance?"
"It's called confidence when you score a goal. If you can't score, it's called a wild shot."
"I would trade ten years of my friend's life for this goal!"
…
In the pupil of the Flying Dragons goalkeeper, a black dot became bigger and bigger, flying towards him.
A second before he was close to the goal range, he pounced.
Didn't touch the football.
The football missed the right goal post and hit the billboard on the sidelines.
Gao Qiu looked calm and had no disturbance in his heart.
This failure represents success next time.
Failure is the mother of success, so it is most appropriate to put it here.
The audience looked disappointed and sat back in their chairs.
Zhao Chenglong ran from a distance with a sinister smile on his face.
"You dare to shoot from such a long distance? Who gave you the courage? Little Flea or President Luo?"
Gao Qiu ignored his words and walked towards his own half.
In the 15th minute, Yun Tianrong relied on his speed advantage to try to overtake from the left, but failed.
Lost the ball when the Dragons were double-teamed.
In the 24th minute, the defensive players of the God Team made a mistake.
Wu Sanshi was intercepted in the backcourt.
Zhao Chenglong broke through with the ball and passed from the right to the back point.
Another striker from the Flying Dragons quickly stepped in, faced the empty goal, and pushed the ball into the net.
The scoreboard on the sidelines changed.
Dragons 1:0 Team God.
The former cheered enthusiastically and even made exaggerated noises to demonstrate.
The members of the God Team bowed their heads and remained silent.
Go Thirty, who made a mistake and lost the ball, looked even more ashamed.
He raised his head and looked weakly towards the sidelines.
Then I remembered that the team I was on didn't have any substitute players.
I had no choice but to cheer up and prepare for the next game.
Suddenly, the No. 2 stadium next to him erupted into loud cheers.
The voice of "Qin's team is awesome" resounded throughout Linjiang Sports Center.
In the stands of Stadium No. 1, many spectators looked at each other with hesitant expressions on their faces.
"My brother called and said that Young Master Qin scored a goal! The golden hook hanging upside down is awesome!"
"Then... go over and have a look?"
"What should we do here? I still want to see the Dragon Team get slapped in the face!"
"Haha! I think the God's Team is just like that. Mud can't support the wall, so it can't win."
"Okay then, let's go together!"
Led by the two men, more and more spectators left Court One and headed to Court Two.