Sun Ming continued to summarize: "We did a good job in defense, which is what I am most satisfied with. You finally learned to play football like men and play like warriors.

That’s right, a football match is a battle, and the green field is the battlefield!”

Speaking of this, there was a red light flashing in Sun Ming's eyes, his expression was excited, and the earthworms at the corners of his eyebrows were squirming.

The team members had a firm look in their eyes. Yang Fan's face was solemn and his heart was stirred. Song Jun's face was cold and his eyebrows were slightly trembling.

Sun Ming changed his tone and said seriously: "What we did not do well in the offense. Although we scored two goals, our offense was not smooth. Yang Fan failed to connect the team, making our offense like a set of loose sand."

Sun Ming rarely pointed out criticism of players in the game summary. Even in the last game, Qian Xiaohuan had a red card and a penalty kick. After the game, Sun Ming did not criticize.

Yang Fan assisted with one goal in the first half and scored one goal. In terms of data, he performed very well, especially his goal, which was scored by breaking through three defensive players in a row and breaking into the penalty area.

His performance was so amazing that he was criticized!

Everyone was surprised!

Qian Xiaohuan slowly raised his head, his face full of surprise. After the surprise, there was excitement at the corners of his eyebrows. Connection was his strength!

Zhang Hu frowned. He didn't understand why Sun Ming pointed out and criticized Yang Fan. As a newcomer, this is Yang Fan's second professional game. Even if he has any shortcomings, he can be forgiven.

Besides, Yang Fan performed well in the first half, which can be said to be perfect.

Zhang Hu admitted that Yang Fan's tandem ability was insufficient, but he did a good job in defense and deadly passes, even better than Qian Xiaohuan.

Xie Chuntian sat next to Yang Fan, and he turned to look at Yang Fan worriedly. However, he saw that Yang Fan was not angry and was dissatisfied with negative emotions!

Yang Fan looked at Sun Ming with bright eyes and nodded repeatedly!

Just last moment, when the dissatisfaction at Yang Fan's eyebrows was about to show, Yang Xiaofan said: "Master, you don't have to be angry. According to my analysis, your coach has high requirements for you and has high expectations for you. He hopes that you are not complacent and strictly demand yourself. He is afraid that you will feel proud and complacent."

Sun Ming looked at Yang Fan's expression, his eyes became brighter, and he sighed in his heart: Not bad! Not bad!

Sun Ming's mood was a little high, his voice increased, and he said, "In the second half, Qian Xiaohuan replaced Mao Yi on the court."

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Qian Xiaohuan's eyes, and his brain was running rapidly.

Zhang Hu thought: Mao Yi is another midfielder in the team, a defensive midfielder. He performed well in the first half, and although he was not outstanding, he did not make any mistakes.

Yang Fan has outstanding defensive skills and Qian Xiaohuan has outstanding connection skills. Both of them can cooperate with Song Jun. According to the current situation of the second team of Rongcheng, it is a very ideal arrangement for them to play at the same time.

However, Zhang Hu had hidden worries in his eyes. Qian Xiaohuan and Yang Fan were both organizing midfielders. They had never partnered when they were in the team. This was the first time they were in the game.

What Zhang Hu was worried about was that although Qian Xiaohuan stepped on Yang Fan, he escaped Sun Ming's eyes under his cover. But, doesn't Yang Fan hate Qian Xiaohuan?

Since that day, he has seen Yang Fan talk to Qian Xiaohuan.

Can they partner?

When Qian Xiaohuan comes on the court, his defensive ability is average. He should be organizing when he plays on the court, and his focus is not on defense. Then, Yang Fan becomes a defensive midfielder.

Yang Fan has no objection?

Zhang Hu is full of concerns about the second half!

He looked up at Yang Fan, but what he saw was a calm look on his face!

Sun Ming said: "This is Beijing's home court, and their home results have always been good. They are called the devil's home court by the outside world. They were behind in the first half, and at the beginning of the second half, they will definitely attack hard. We must first withstand the opponent's opening attack."

Sun Ming looked at Yang Fan and said, "The first ten minutes are the key. Yang Fan should not participate in the attack. In the second half, you must keep a close eye on the opponent's front midfielder Song Lan.

Song Lan, the middle level of the master level, has played in the middle drilling game and has rich experience in the game. Your task is to freeze him, this is your only task in the second half!”

Yang Fan frowned slightly. He had good defensive ability, but he didn't like defense. He didn't like to follow others and be hit by the tilde of grass in the face. It really hurts.

Sun Ming put all Yang Fan's expression into his eyes and said, "If the opponent scores a goal and the score is equalized, you can go up and attack when you are doing a good job of defense."

Sun Ming turned to look at Qian Xiaohuan and said, "The main function of your playing field is to connect the team and make the offense smoother."

Sun Ming also said: "The opponent's fierce attack is not only a test for us, but also contains opportunities, opportunities to counterattack quickly!"

Yang Fan's eyes became brighter, and Song Jun nodded with a firm look.

On October 2, a mobilization meeting was held in the club conference room, and Sun Ming only said a few words. During the intermission of the first game, Sun Ming said even less.

However, Sun Ming talked a lot today, and even arranged the specific tactics for the second half. This shows that Sun Ming was in a very high mood today, which shows that Sun Ming attaches great importance to this game.

...

At five o'clock, there was no sun in Beijing's hazy sky, and the clouds were as low as lead, as if they were within reach. The players on both sides entered the field one after another.

A huge shout came out from the stands: "Beijing team! Come on! Beijing team! Will win!"

Three green flags fluttered in the wind, turning the stands into a green ocean!

Beijing fans are waving flags and shouting for their team!

They were behind one to two in the first half. If they wanted to win the game, they could not do without shaking flags and shouting. Their shouts were loud and spread to the low clouds, which trembled slightly.

The second team in Beijing formed a circle and shouted loudly: "We will win! We will win! We will win!"

One louder than another!

The second team of Rongcheng surrounded the circle and shouted loudly: "Get up! Get up! Get up!"

The momentum is not weak!

The competition has not yet begun, and the two sides have already started a competition!

The referee whistle sounded, and the second half officially began!

As Sun Ming analyzed, as soon as the game started, the second team in Beijing launched a fierce attack. Their players rushed through the half-time like a tide and entered the half-time of the second team in Rongcheng.

The earth-shaking and deafening shouts in the stands, and the players of the second team of Beijing on the court were in full momentum, and they wanted to regain their pride.

To defend pride, they are determined to make a decision!

The proud waves churned in the second team of Rongcheng team!

The difference between one goal is not big, and there are a full forty-five minutes in the second half.

The stands are a green world, and the stadium is a huge green wave. The huge waves are higher than the wave, and they pounce on the penalty area of ​​the second team of Rongcheng. The second team of Beijing is as powerful as a rainbow!

They want to score as soon as possible, and they can't help but equalize the score, and also have a strong blow to the opponent's confidence. Let the second team of Rongcheng see what the devil's home court is.

The second team of Rongcheng formed a yellow embankment and was under wave after wave of impact. They were firm in their steps and their eyes were firm.

Yang Fan stared at Song Lan closely, almost unavailable.

Song Lan was very depressed. In the first half, he did not perform better except for that assist. As a master-level midfielder, he had his own pride in the China League One.

However, in the first half, Yang Fan did not give him too many opportunities to perform. Yang Fan could always judge the direction of his breakthrough. Whenever he changed direction and accelerated, Yang Fan would hit him hard and then get the ball.

If Yang Fan is a star player, she can make amazing predictions based on her game experience, Song Lan can understand. However, the head coach clearly stated that Yang Fan's level is at the top of the professional level.

He is 16 years old, at the top of the professional level, and has a high talent. However, he is in the middle of the master level, and the two are two levels apart.

Is this guy a special talent and amazing predictions?

Song Lan shook her head and kept these thoughts on the grass. He wanted to find his pride in Yang Fan!

Song Lan stepped forward and took the ball, her left foot swung on the football, her right foot cut inside, and the football rolled to his left. He was about to speed up, and one foot touched the football in advance!

A fierce light flashed in Song Lan's eyes, she looked at the figure wearing the No. 17 jersey, then rushed up and fell to the ground and tackled!

"Bang..." With a dull sound, Yang Fan fell to the ground in a muffled voice!

"Beep..." The referee blew his whistle!

After Song Lan tackled, she got up from the turf and walked away expressionlessly.

Xia Jian rushed up, pushed him hard, and shouted loudly, "I'm going to destroy people, right?" Three years ago, he was kicked off his legs and lay on the bed for a whole year.

Otherwise, he would not be able to do so now, he was just a mid-level professional level. He hated such a person who was so stubborn, so after Qian Xiaohuan stepped on that kick, he decided to pass the ball to Yang Fan.

When Yang Fan first came to Rongcheng Team 2 to train, he punched him hard in the face. The two of them took the beam, and he thought it was a conflict between men, let alone insulting Yang Fan in front.

"Son of Turtle, seeking death!"

"Turtle son, beg for death!"

The members of the Rongcheng Team 2 rushed towards Song Lan, and they shouted loudly at Song Lan.

Xie Chuntian jumped out of the bench, and he wanted to fall on the grass instead of Yang Fan!

Zhang Hu had concerns on his face.

The mouse looked anxiously at Yang Fan lying on the turf in pain.

The bench of the second team in Beijing was silent. They had concerns on their faces, it wouldn’t be a red card!

The members of Rongcheng Team 2 pushed Song Lan, and the members of Beijing Team 2 rushed up. The referee rushed into the center of the incident, separated the players from both sides, and then raised a card to Song Lan.

Yellow card!

On the bench of the second team in Beijing, more than a dozen people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and their worries were eliminated!

Then everyone's eyes looked at the huge screen above the court.

The head coach of the second team in Beijing frowned, and the professional high-level team confronted the master's middle-level team. The professional high-level team actually won the final victory under frontal defense!

How is this possible?

This completely breaks the rules!
To be continued...