Chapter 21: Magical Aim Far and Hit Close, Qingshan Catch Up
The first goal scored by Yuning No. 2 Middle School made the players of Qingshan Middle School dejected, especially Cai Chongchong. This goal was directly related to him, after all, it was he who gave the penalty kick.

"Small problem, it's only 17 minutes now, we'll catch up!"

Jiang Yuan patted Cai Chongzhong's shoulder to comfort him.

Cai nodded heavily: "Yes, I will get it back!"

Although Cai Chongchong still felt a little guilty after being comforted, he also knew that the most important thing now was to catch up with the score.

The players from both sides returned to their positions. The second ball was kicked out by Jin Junjie. Jiang Yuan ran forward the moment the ball was kicked out. Yang Rui, who got the ball, wanted to pass it to Jiang Yuan.

But since they had just scored a goal, the players of Yuning No. 2 Middle School were more excited than each other. Now there were two players in front of Jiang Yuan staring at him.

Helplessly, Yang Rui had to pass the ball to Chen Yushuo on the right. The forward line of Yuning No. 2 Middle School was mainly led by Liu Zhihao. Under pressure to pass the ball, Chen Yushuo had to pass the ball back to Asimu.

Asimu passed the ball to Cai Chongchong again, wanting to start a new round of breakthrough from the left. After Cai Chongchong stopped the ball, he chose to make a small-scale two-on-one with Yang Rui, got rid of Liu Zhihao's sudden forward pressure, and successfully sent the ball out.

Yang Rui held the ball and made a long pass to the left.

At this time, Jiang Yuan had already been standing on the offside line waiting. The moment Yang Rui touched the ball, Jiang Yuan first made a fake move of lowering his shoulders to avoid the defensive player's looking back, and then suddenly exerted force with his right foot and rushed forward.

"Fuck, get back on defense, get back on defense quickly!"

Head coach Gong Yulong shouted anxiously, and the four backcourt players of Yuning No. 4 Middle School ran back like crazy, trying to intercept Jiang Yuan's one-on-one shot.

"Fuck, this starting speed is pretty good. No. 7 Jiang Yuan uses his speed to shake off the defense."

The commentator in the live broadcast room shouted excitedly that on No. 7 of Qingshan Middle School, we can always see wonderful performances that should not be seen in the student league.

"This ball was not originally a one-on-one chance, but Jiang Yuan ran out of it and created a one-on-one chance."

"Jiang Yuan is breaking through. It can be seen that his speed is clearly unique among the players on the field."

"Damn, he's getting further and further away from Yuning No. 2 Middle School's defenders. It looks like this is a quasi-one-on-one chance. I just don't know if Qingshan Middle School can seize this opportunity!"

"Jiang Yuan stretched out his foot to stop the ball. Although it was a little shaky, he still adjusted it while running."

"The goalkeeper of Yuning No. 2 Middle School is attacking! Jiang Yuan also slowed down his pace and began to adjust. It would be better if this ball was hit in the far corner."

"Jiang Yuan's body was facing the far post of the goal, and he volleyed the ball! Oh my god, Jiang Yuan chose to shoot at the near corner, and the ball passed the left post of the goal and went into the net. It was such a wonderful long shot, and the goalkeeper of Yuning No. 2 Middle School didn't even react, and he didn't even make a save!"

The male commentator's increasingly loud voice caused the audience in the live broadcast room to unconsciously lower the volume, but there were still many who did not react. They were marveling at Jiang Yuan's handling of this one-on-one shot.

From starting to shooting selection, the whole process was perfect except for some flaws in stopping the ball in the middle. It was so perfect that even the demanding fans of the top five leagues could not find any fault with Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan, who scored the goal, slid to his knees and accidentally lost control of his speed, sliding out of the court.

In just a few seconds, the students from Qingshan No. 6 Middle School surrounded Jiang Yuan and wanted to reach out and touch Jiang Yuan's body.

"Kill them, bro, good kick!"

"Hahaha, awesome!"

There were not many people watching the game, but that did not stop the students from praising Jiang Yuan.

Among them were some girls. Although they did not have an intuitive understanding of the significance of Jiang Yuan's goal, they knew that Qingshan No. 6 Middle School's arch-rival Yuning No. 2 Middle School had been scored against, and now everyone in Yuning No. 2 Middle School was very disappointed. That was enough!
Jiang Yuan didn't expect that he would rush directly into the crowd of students. He struggled to get out of it. Although his clothes were torn, this feeling made Jiang Yuan feel very comfortable. There were no distractions, no loss, only joy and excitement after scoring a goal.

"One more goal before the end of the first half!"

Chen Yushuo clapped his hands. Now was the time when Qingshan Middle School's morale was at its highest, and they must seize the opportunity to score a few more goals against Yuning No. 2 Middle School.

"okay!"

Jin Junjie clenched his fists. Every time Qingshan Middle School scored a goal, no matter whether he scored it or not, he was always the happiest one.

Facing the high morale of Qingshan Middle School, Liu Zhihao retorted: "Don't think you are awesome just because you scored a goal. It's still early!"

Jiang Yuan responded to Liu Zhihao with a faint smile: "Yes, it's still early..."

In the remaining time of the first half, Qingshan Middle School launched attacks on the left many times. In the eyes of the players of Qingshan Middle School, Jiang Yuan's left has become the most reliable one.

Unfortunately, the midfielders and defenders of Yuning No. 70 Middle School had more exaggerated physiques than each other, and Jiang Yuan’s weight of less than kilograms did not give him any advantage in the confrontation.

"Beep beep beep" the referee blew the whistle to end the first half, and Qingshan Middle School still failed to take the lead in the last minute of the first half.

"Damn, that ball almost went in!"

The person who was speaking was Jin Junjie. In the first half, he had a chance to shoot from the top of the penalty area, but it went into the air. Now he is angry with himself.

The players returned to the basement of the shed one after another. Since this was a school venue, Qingshan No. 6 Middle School could not provide a locker room for the participating teams, so both Qingshan Middle School and Yuning No. 2 Middle School rested under the awning.

Jiang Yuan sat on the chair and took a big gulp of the energy drink, then spit it out. Not much actually went into his stomach.

This is a common way of drinking water used by athletes during competitions. They drink in big gulps and spit out the water. When the water enters the mouth, it sends a wrong signal to the brain, making it mistakenly think that you have already drunk the water into your stomach, which can effectively reduce the feeling of hunger and thirst.

This will also avoid having to go to the bathroom during the game.

"Our overall performance in the first half was average, except for Jiang Yuan's shot, which was really brilliant."

He Qiongshan was summarizing the first half. He was always strict in leading the team, which allowed him to make such an evaluation. Jiang Yuan's goal was indeed worthy of recognition.

"But remember, don't think that a draw is enough. We came here today to win. Do you understand?"

He Qiongshan slammed the tactical board with his hands and shouted. Because the scene was quite noisy, his voice was quite loud.

"Understood!"

Jiang Yuan and others said in unison.

"Okay, Coach Luo will tell you the detailed changes for the second half..."

He Qiongshan finished his sentence, and Luo Kang beside him took out a pen and quickly drew on the tactical board. The two lounges were connected, and Luo Kang deliberately turned the tactical board over before starting to analyze.

"The other side is good at physical confrontation, so we should try to avoid touching their strengths..."

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(End of this chapter)