He Feifei's smile froze on her face and she muttered instead.
"Xiao Xi, it's all your fault. If I had gone to cheer him up, he might not have been scored."
Chen Xi folded the camera and said, "Okay, don't be unhappy. I will accompany you to the second court in the second half."
"real?"
"When have I ever lied to you?"
After the two people packed up their equipment and left, the two people next to them continued to talk.
One person asked: "Where should we go to watch the second half?"
The other person pondered for a moment.
"We will stay at the entrance of the two stadiums. Wherever a goal is about to be scored, we will go to that side and come out immediately after watching it."
"Hey! What a great idea!"
Zhao Chenglong gathered the Feilong team players together and shouted in a low voice:
"The matter has come to this, we have no way out, we must take these 700,000 from Linjiang Town, otherwise we will become a joke in Yuanshan Town!"
Other players looked dissatisfied.
Such tough guys as Team God were actually called soft persimmons by Zhao Chenglong.
Gao Qiu raised his head and his eyes collided with Zhao Chenglong's not far away.
No fear.
If you just want to win, you have many ways.
The simplest thing is to always use the invincible fighting card and the long shot sure-fire card.
But this is just his own personal show and cannot hone the combat effectiveness of the entire team.
Under the premise that the situation is under control, all teammates should be involved in offense and defense.
This will develop their ability to compete with strong teams.
Zhao Chenglong walked over, his eyes no longer arrogant.
More of a fear.
He is afraid of losing.
Can't afford to lose either.
"What does it mean to keep committing fouls? If you have the ability to fight us with real swords and guns!"
Gao Qiu showed a harmless smile.
"In competitive sports, isn't it normal to have some physical contact? Why are you so excited?"
Zhao Chenglong's eyes were as cold as a knife: "If it weren't for preparing for the city league, you wouldn't even have the chance to foul."
Gao Qiu picked his ears with one finger: "Oh, the City League is so awesome!
"But, what does this have to do with us?"
Zhao Chenglong left angrily.
The second half of the game begins.
The Dragons used up their substitution quota at the beginning and replaced two tall and strong "iron tower" midfielders.
To cope with the frequent physical confrontations of the God Team.
This tactic did work.
In the 51st minute, a midfielder of the Feilong team received a pass from his teammate and brought it to the front of the penalty area.
He protected the ball with his back, resisted Zhang Hao's pressing, and passed the ball to Zhao Chenglong who came in from the left.
After Zhao Chenglong received the ball, he passed someone deftly and shot towards the goal.
Above the beam.
In the 62nd minute, it was also the midfielder of the Dragons.
In the penalty area, he leaned against two defensive players and waited until four teammates stepped in at the same time before making a pass.
The football landed in front of the goal, and players from both sides fought fiercely.
In the chaos of the battle, Zhao Chenglong saw the right opportunity and volleyed towards the goal.
Li Hu, who quickly took over, blocked it with his body.
Zhang Hao kicked the ball away with his big foot, resolving the crisis again.
After two attacks, the Feilong team did not score a goal, but they had regained the initiative on the field.
After more than sixty minutes of intense competition, the players of God's Team were beginning to run out of energy.
Several players put their hands on their knees from time to time and gasped for air.
The Feilong team on the other side does not have this problem.
As a team that has been active in the town-level league for a long time and has the opportunity to participate in the city league, the physical fitness of the players is much higher than that of most players in the God's Team.
Especially the two players who came up in the second half are still full of energy and running quickly on the court.
After running out of energy, the God's Team's confrontation intensity dropped significantly, and the speed of marking and filling positions was also half a beat slower.
This gave the Dragons more offensive opportunities.
In the next ten minutes, the Dragons bombarded the Gods' goal and kept shooting.
The players on Team God could only barely defend and try not to miss the goal.
On the forward line, only Gao Qiu is left.
Not even a decent attack.
The audience on the sidelines showed worried looks, and the voices of criticism became much less frequent.
"To be honest, the fact that God's team can achieve this step has exceeded my expectations."
"A newly established free team faced a team from the city league that was about to participate and ended in a tie in seventy minutes. It was shocking enough!"
"Now I just hope that the God of football will be with me and I can maintain this score until the end of the game."
"I would trade my ten years of singleness in exchange for the undefeated team of God." A seven or eight-year-old boy shouted loudly.
After a football went out of bounds, Wu Sanshi, Zhang Hao and Yun Tianrong all looked at Gao Qiu.
The three of them all held small bottles containing self-healing potions in their hands.
Gao Qiu slowly shook his head and signaled the three of them not to drink.
The supply of self-healing potion has been discontinued, and these players have very little left.
Therefore, don't use it if you can, at least until the system can draw out the self-healing potion again.
Zhang Hao jogged all the way and came to Gao Qiu, his face full of exhaustion.
"Please brother! Brothers can't hold on any longer. If we continue like this, sooner or later we will be scored.
"How about, let the brothers drink some potion to replenish their physical strength!"
Gao Qiu still shook his head, put his hand on Zhang Hao's shoulder, and comforted:
"Tell everyone, hold on a little longer and pass the ball to me first when you get it."
Although Zhang Hao didn't understand, he still chose to execute it unconditionally.
The players of God's Team cheered each other up and stayed in their positions.
Gao Qiu knows that after this game, the abilities of these players will be greatly enhanced.
On the verge of collapse, every second you persist is a career growth.
Only by believing in yourself can you surpass yourself.
In the 86th minute of the game, cheers rang out again on Court No. 2.
Everyone's heart was tugged.
Gao Qiu also unconsciously looked towards Court No. 2.
Who scored the goal?
Can Qin Aotian win?
After the voice of "Qin's team is awesome" came from the entrance of the tunnel, the audience in the stands of Stadium No. 1 also cheered.
Amid huge cheers, the two teams on Court No. 1 became the backdrop.
After all, this cheer does not belong to either of them.
There are four minutes left in the game, and there is not much time left for both sides.
The Feilong team further strengthened its attack, and the God's team retreated steadily, leaving only the position in front of the goal still under control.
What no one noticed was that while the God's Team players were doing their best to participate in defense, Yun Tianrong reduced the intensity of his activities.
He is quietly building up his strength.
In the 89th minute of the game, there was one minute left before the end of the game.
Yun Tianrong suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the ball from Zhao Chenglong who was preparing to attack.
Zhao Chenglong was stunned.
Hasn't the other party been beaten to the point of being unable to fight back?
How come you can move so fast?
Then his expression became panicked.
Because he saw that Yun Tianrong had already kicked off.
The passing route is exactly the direction Gao Qiu is in.