The second half of the game between the two sides began. Wang Shuang and Zheng Zihan, who had always been relatively restrained, were like tigers coming out of the gate and began to attack the two U15 wings on the green field.

"You are ruthless enough, knowing that the wing of the 5, 3 and 2 formation requires players with extremely outstanding personal abilities. And the two wings on the green field can only be regarded as barely good. If you focus on the wing like this, in Wang Shuang and Zheng Zihan

There will definitely be loopholes under the impact." Zhang Jun understood Chang Cheng's arrangement.

"Although it's a good point, if you want to score, you have to go through their three tall central defenders. It's strange, why are their central defenders so tall?" Although Chang Cheng has some doubts, his current task is to win the game.

, his attention was attracted by the game.

Fifteen minutes into the second half, the two wings of the U15 Greenfield were beaten by Wang Shuang and Zheng Zihan. Even the offensive trio in the frontcourt had to come back to assist the defense of the two wings. Wang Shuang and Zheng Zihan used

There are countless ways to pass the ball, whether it is a high ball, a low ball, a front point, or a back point, they are all pushed out by three tall central defenders. Liao Chen, who has the ability to compete with these central defenders, is beaten by the team on the green field.

After U15 made a very threatening counterattack, they did not dare to rush to the front. They stayed behind to prevent the opponent's counterattack.

Now the game is much better to watch, with the two wings frequently playing wonderful coordination and high-quality crosses. Unfortunately, the three U15 center backs on the green field seem to be an insurmountable mountain.

"It would be great if Wang Fei was here." Liao Chen was extremely anxious. There were less than ten minutes before the end of the game. Chang Cheng replaced Wang Shuang with Zhao Xiaoyun. He also replaced Gu Ming with Tian Hui to keep the field on the field.

Player's stamina.

At this time, Yang Zhi withdrew and said to Liao Chen: "You go up and play center, and I will defend in the backcourt for you." Now the only one on the court who can replace Liao Chen's defense is Yang Zhi.

Liao Chen didn't say much and rushed directly to the opponent's penalty area to start a hand-to-hand fight with his opponent.

Time passed by, and all the players on the green field retreated to defend, and the penalty area was crowded. When a tall central defender pushed the ball over Liao Chen's head and out of the sideline, the referee blew three whistles.

The whole match ended in a draw with a score of 0-0.

"Okay, don't be so downcast. Go back and train hard. The league is still going on. Our goal is not this game, but the final victory. Keep your head up!" Chang Cheng reminded the somewhat frustrated young players loudly.

them.

In the following week, they not only trained and studied hard, but also discussed the problems that arose in these games under the guidance of Chang Cheng after training. Then they tried their best to solve these problems in training.

As the saying goes, haste makes waste. The young players have already understood their problems, such as Tian Hui's vision, Gu Ming's singleness, and Wang Bowen's last pass. Although they are all caused by some bad habits, these habits have already

I have been with them for six or seven years. The more I tried to correct the problem, the more problems appeared. Tian Hui looked up to observe his teammates, and the soles of his feet were mixed. Gu Ming tried to change his old routine of passing from the bottom to the bottom and played an inside cut, but found that his left foot

He doesn't know how to kick at all. Wang Bowen is better and can pass key passes to the approximate position. Let's not talk about accuracy for now.

Then there was another league game, an away game against the junior high school group of No. 1 Middle School. This school reminded Chang Cheng and the former Deyu Primary School players of their former comrade Colin. If Colin had not gone to Germany, this game would have become

opponent.

"I heard that No. 1 Middle School created some kind of devil's home. A group of little kids, not very old, did a lot of tricks." On the bus to No. 1 Middle School, Zhang Jun and Chang Cheng were chatting.

"Oh? If there is really a devil's home court, it will be a good test for our young players." Chang Cheng is looking forward to this devil's home court.

The bus drove into Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School while the two were chatting. After entering the school, the bus drove very slowly. There were students from No. 1 Middle School along the road, walking in twos and threes towards the football field of No. 1 Middle School. When the bus arrived at its destination,

The U15 players in Jiangcheng were stunned when they were at the No. 1 Middle School football field. This was not a middle school playground. It was obviously a mini version of a professional stadium. An orange-red plastic track surrounded a standard-sized eleven-a-side football field.

The surrounding auditorium can accommodate thousands of spectators. Moreover, most of the auditorium is already full, and many people are walking this way one after another.

"Wow~! There are so many people!" Wang Bowen stared blankly at the people in the audience.

"Let's go!" Zhang Jie from behind pushed Wang Bowen. Everyone followed the staff to the visiting team's locker room.

"Away team locker room?! What the hell?" The coaches and young players of Jiangcheng U15 looked at the sign on the door in a daze. They were even more surprised when they entered the locker room. There was a round table inside with some fruits on the wall.

There are about twenty small cabinets arranged in sequence on the top, and underneath the cabinets are benches connected together. Compared with the stadium locker room of a professional club, this is not an exaggeration.

"Hey, there is a bathing place in the back." Liao Chen opened a door in the dressing room and exclaimed in surprise.

The young players rushed forward to see what the bathing place looked like.

"It's so surprising. Now I can feel the atmosphere of a professional league." Even Mullin, who had been silent for a long time, admired the atmosphere of No. 1 Middle School.

The excited young players couldn't wait to change into their jerseys and sneakers. They wanted to feel what it was like to play football in front of thousands of people. This was their first time in such a regular stadium, under the watchful eyes of so many people.

Contest.

"I'm afraid some players' first time won't be so good." Chang Cheng was not very optimistic about this, but the children were so excited that they couldn't listen to anything at all. They just wanted to play quickly.

On the playing field, the young players from No. 1 Middle School had already begun to warm up, and then the young players from Jiangcheng U15 also came out of the locker room to warm up. The auditorium was very lively, and the audience also began to make final preparations.

"They still have drums! There are quite a few of them." Yang Zhi, who was sharp-eyed, saw several big drums being carried out from the audience.

"Oh my God! What a huge formation." Other young players also noticed. The largest drum was placed on the rostrum, and there was a drum in the stands in each area. There were eight drums in total. There were also many people bringing cheers.

The magic trumpet, various drums of different sizes, and even the snare drum, tom drum and bass drum from the drum kit were removed.

"This game is not easy to play. This formation can really be called the devil's home field for the teams participating in this league." Chang Cheng was frightened. When he was a fan, he often experienced the atmosphere of this devil's home court, but that

He was a fan, not a coach. He had never directed a game under such circumstances.

But he couldn't show it. He found that Jiangcheng's U15 players started to make frequent mistakes in their warm-up activities, which was not a good sign.

After the warm-up, the players from both sides returned to the locker room to make final preparations for the game. Chang Cheng was hesitant when he returned to the locker room and did not dare to speak more. He was worried that his speech before the game would make the players more nervous. Because he is also very nervous now.

.But I have to say it. The young players all look at their backbone.

"Ahem~! Hmm~! In this game, the starting lineup is the same as the last one. Wang Feng and Yang Zhi pay attention to the timing of forward penetration..." Chang Cheng suddenly stopped, and he found that the children's expressions became more and more nervous. "In fact, the opponent's

Our strength is not strong. We have experienced so many games, are we still afraid of this? How you usually play football is how you play in this game. Our goal is to win the final victory."

When the young players went out and lined up in the tunnel, Chang Cheng took the substitute players to the coaching bench and sat down first.

"It's better not to say anything about your pre-match speech." Zhang Jun couldn't help but complain.

"Then you come?" Chang Cheng took two deep breaths before replying.

"I'm just a goalkeeper coach, not a head coach or an assistant coach. I'm not in this line of work, and I can't do anything for you."

"Does our team have an assistant coach?" Chang Cheng asked.

"Isn't that right?" Zhang Jun pursed his lips to Chang Cheng's back. Chang Cheng looked back and saw that it was Mu Lin!

"Are you kidding? It's easier to ask him to speak than to let you train the forwards. This is easier." Chang Cheng had a headache for Mullin, who was busy working and silent.

The athletes' march was played in the stadium, and the players from both sides began to enter. The DJ used an excited tone to introduce the participating players of the No. 1 Middle School to the audience. Every time a player was introduced, there was a burst of gongs and drums. And when the Jiangcheng U15 echelon was introduced,

But there were bursts of boos.

Chang Cheng looked at the players lining up on the field. They looked a little overwhelmed and didn't seem to understand why there were boos. Even Liao Chen and Feng Yaxin looked very ugly. Only Wei Tao and Zhang Jie were slightly better.

They had seen home fans booing the visiting team in Ajax, but they never expected that such boos would fall on them so quickly.

"This is too much. A key middle school is so lacking in quality!" Mullin now has a very strong opinion of No. 1 Middle School.

"It's okay. This is a process that young players who aim to be professional football players must go through." Although Chang Cheng was very nervous, he was actually delighted with the home atmosphere created by No. 1 Middle School. Because these are football culture

important component.

"Don't you care at all?" Mullin asked.

"Of course I care, I care that our team's home stadium does not have such a good atmosphere. This is the advantage of campus football, which can create such a good football atmosphere. If every school can set up teams and stadiums like this, our campus

Football League. Then our country's football will definitely develop rapidly in a few decades." Chang Cheng said with emotion. He remembered that during the match at Deyu Primary School, the entire school gathered together to cheer for their football team.

Cheer. "Besides, this is still No. 1 Middle School, not a football-specific school. It is not strong. It may be more difficult to compete with No. 4 Middle School and Li Central School."

Only then did Mullin and Zhang Jun remember the other two middle school teams in the participating teams this time. No. 4 Middle School, a veteran sports middle school, is outstanding in football and other sports, and some students have represented China in the World Middle School Games. Li

Concentrated School, a veteran football-focused middle school. Both schools have their own stadiums, which are no smaller than the stadium of No. 1 Middle School.
Chapter completed!