Chapter 20: 1 Goal Behind

In the live broadcast room of the mysterious website, fans were talking about this.

[High school students all play football like this? Chinese football is really hopeless! ]

[Isn't it normal to make a tackle? This is not right, that is not right. Why don't you go up and kick it? ]

[What the hell is normal? The defensive midfielder of Yuning No. 2 Middle School was heading for that person's feet. How can you tackle someone by looking at their head? Are you sure he knows where the ball is?]

[Okay, okay, I want to watch Jiang Yuan play elevator ball! ]

[Yes, Jiang Yuan’s elevator ball, this is going to be a good show! ]

……

Netizens in the live broadcast room were very much looking forward to Qingshan Middle School's handling of this set piece. After all, Jiang Yuan had scored a goal with a terrifying quality elevator ball from the left side yesterday, and many people wanted to watch it again.

At this moment, players from both sides were still pushing and shoving each other.

In the chaos, Jiang Yuan was poked in the eye.

"Fuck you, I'm going to fucking kill you!"

As he said this, Jiang Yuan raised his fist to teach the man who touched his eyes a lesson, but was immediately stopped by Gong He.

"calm down!"

Gong He pointed at the referee and was about to give a yellow card.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Jiang Yuan still paid the price of being given a card for his swear words.

Jiang Yuan licked his lips after receiving the yellow card. He was very dissatisfied but did not dare to say anything.

With the joint efforts of the calm players on both sides, the chaos finally ended. Players from both sides formed a human wall in front of the penalty area, waiting for Qingshan Middle School to take a free kick.

Yang Rui wanted to kick the ball, but saw Jiang Yuan was already standing next to the ball.

"Brother Yuan, do you want this ball?"

Jiang Yuan nodded: "Give it to me!"

With yesterday's experience, Yang Rui did not insist and ran to the front to form a human wall.

There were two people standing at the set-piece spot: Chen Yushuo and Jiang Yuan. Chen Yushuo was a left-footed general and stood on the right, while Jiang Yuan was a right-footed general and stood on the left.

Chen Yushuo stretched out his hand to make a secret signal, then took a run forward and reached the position of the ball but just missed it.

Due to Chen Yushuo's running, the human wall was forced to make a change. Jiang Yuan seized the opportunity and made the first shot of the day.

It was still the familiar taste. The ball rose up in the air with almost no rotation, and then suddenly fell down after reaching the highest point.

"duang!"

The ball hit the crossbar and bounced back. The frontcourt player of Yuning No. 2 Middle School standing on the periphery got the first point and successfully unloaded the ball.

"Grass! (a plant)"

Jiang Yuan swung his right hand, expressing his disappointment with the ball.

He just has Ronaldo's elevator ball technique, but without Ronaldo's strength, it is difficult for him to control the ball.

"Return to defense!"

Chen Yushuo clapped his hands and urged the players to return to defense. Now the ball possession was transferred and the attack of Yuning No. 2 Middle School was about to begin.

"Pooh!"

Jiang Yuan spat on the ground. Although he was disappointed, he had to return to defense.

The students from Qingshan No. 6 Middle School on the sidelines were chattering, some were criticizing the coach of Yuning No. 2 Middle School, and some were discussing the goal that had just happened.

This thrilling goal also excited the male commentator of the mysterious website.

"It's now Yuning No. 7 Middle School's counterattack time. No. 7 dribbled the ball all the way, but it seems that his first kick was a bit too big and the ball was far away from him." "The full-back of Qingshan Middle School rushed forward to intercept the ball, but failed. No. of Yuning No. Middle School touched the ball first. The defensive player of Qingshan Middle School was only two steps away from getting the ball. It is estimated that the winger of Yuning No. Middle School who was dribbling the ball did not expect that his dribbling would deceive the side defense of Qingshan Middle School."

"The defensive midfielder of Qingshan Middle School wanted to make up for the deficit and successfully blocked the bottom route of Yuning's offensive player. What choice will the No. 7 make?"

"Shoot directly! The ball hits the defender of Qingshan Middle School and bounces to the feet of Yuning center forward."

"Center forward Liu Zhihao shot the ball without stopping, and the ball hit the center back again and bounced back. Hey, this defender looks like an XJ?"

"Beep——"

"Did the referee blow the whistle? Pointing at the penalty spot, what's going on? Are there any viewers in the live broadcast room who saw the ball clearly? Please leave a comment in the comments."

"You hit your hand? You're done!"

The host was extremely anxious. Most of the people in the live broadcast room bet on Qingshan Middle School to win, but in the first half, the opponent was given a penalty kick?
"He pulled his hand back, this shouldn't be a penalty!"

Jiang Yuan rushed forward first and argued that when Asimu was defending just now, he did put his hands behind his back and did not expand the defense range.

But the problem is, it is 2014 now, and the rules for judging penalties are different from 2024!
Facing the explanations of several people from Qingshan Middle School, the referee shook his head and said firmly: "Penalty!"

"hiss--"

Jin Junjie and others gasped. They should have defeated the opponent, but they ended up giving them a penalty kick first.

"Oh my my, sorry!"

Asimu licked his lips, feeling very guilty. He didn't want to give a penalty to the opponent, but he did it anyway.

"It's okay, I don't blame you!"

Chen Yushuo whispered to comfort him, and at the same time signaled with his eyes that Jiang Yuan should go up and comfort him as well.

Jiang Yuan understood: "We are a team. There is nothing to apologize for. If we make a mistake, we will bear the consequences together."

Jiang Yuan said something he didn't know where he learned from in his previous life, and he almost moved himself.

Liu Zhihao stood at the penalty spot, took a deep breath, and looked at goalkeeper Gong He.

At this time, Gong He was jumping on the goal line with a very serious expression.

The other players stood behind the white line, ready to take a follow-up shot or clear the ball after Liu Zhihao kicked it.

The referee blew the whistle, Liu Zhihao took a run-up and made a powerful volley. Gong He judged the direction correctly, but Liu Zhihao had no intention of deceiving the goalkeeper at all. He just wanted to kick a clean shot with the instep of his foot.

The ball successfully entered the net about 3 cm away from Gong He's fingertips.

The ball went in!
Liu Zhihao excitedly rushed out of the field and yelled at the students of Qingshan No. 6 Middle School.

Unexpectedly, the students of Qingshan No. 6 Middle School also have bad tempers and started scolding Liu Zhihao.

"Rubbish, you only have one penalty kick"

"Yu Ning No. 2 Middle School is useless. They only scored one goal. Why are they pretending?"

"The referee is your father, right? He takes good care of you!"

"xuuu——"

As expected of Qingshan Middle School’s fake home court, the audience on the sidelines were quite supportive, pointing at the players from No. 2 Middle School and scolding them.

Liu Zhihao spread his hands helplessly. If it was a player on the field, he could have gone up and argued with him, but the people scolding him were the audience off the field.

Players will get a card if they swear, but spectators on the sidelines have no scruples about swearing. The most fatal thing is that sometimes the spectators swear unreasonably and only care about the home team.

If you broke our player's leg last year, we would scold you.

Please, what can you do?
……

　I am Qin Shi Huang, give me a precious follow-up reading
　　Then you will be the general!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)