readx; Qi Jiajun led by three goals, Yuan Keli's originally hanging heart was let go, and Qi Xianzong also breathed a sigh of relief. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info If you continue to kick like this, the Zheng team will be poured into a colander. Qi Xianzong didn't want to embarrass Zheng Zhilong too much, so he said to Yuan Keli: "Isn't there an intermission?" ”

In fact, the halftime break was still early, but Yuan Keli also understood what Qi Xianzong meant, so he sounded the gong to interrupt the game.

Zhu Youzhen and others happily came to the sidelines to drink water and wipe their sweat, and he found Qi Meifeng mixed in the crowd at a glance. She was holding Li Zhenyan's arm and looking at herself with joy on her face.

Zhu Youzhen hurriedly leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Don't worry now, Zheng Zhibao can't marry you!" ”

"Be careful!" Qi Meifeng still said uneasily, "I see that Zheng Zhilong is saying something to Zheng Zhibao, maybe they will be in the second half..."

"It's okay!" Zhu Youzhen was still excited, "Football skills and tactics are not something that can be improved after studying for a while. He Zheng Zhibao wants to fight with me, hehe, he has to practice for a few more years! ”

After another moment, Zheng Zhilong's face-to-face teaching was completed, and Zheng Zhibao came on the field with a murderous face: "Qi Jian, hurry up and start!" ”

Blowing and blowing, Zhu Youzhen is still very careful. Because this game is too important, once he loses, his daughter-in-law will become someone else's, so he will never dare to underestimate the enemy. Seeing that Zheng Zhibao seemed to be confident, he hurriedly reminded the other players: "It seems that they are jumping off the wall in a hurry, let's play the ball faster in the second half to prevent them from adopting killing tactics." Especially the back line, the clearance must be decisive and never give them any chance! ”

"Yes!" All the team members agreed with a bang, took their places, and waited for the attack of the Zheng team.

With the sound of a gong, the second half begins!

saw that the players of the Zheng team suddenly rushed up, forming an airtight circle formation, firmly protecting Zheng Zhibao who was holding the ball in the formation, and then slowly pressed towards Qi Jiajun's goal.

Now Zhu Youzhen is dumbfounded! Originally, according to the rules of modern football, this is a typical blocking foul, and the referee must have to draw a card. And this is completely against the spirit of the football game, even if it does not violate the rules, no team can pull down the face to do this kind of work.

But the problem now is that in order to save trouble, Zhu Youzhen deleted all the more complicated rules, so theoretically speaking, it is understandable for the Zheng team to play like this! And for Zheng Zhibao, any sportsmanship is pure, what he wants is victory, and then marry Qi Meifeng!

"Get in there and grab the ball!" Zhu Youzhen didn't have much to do now, so he had to make this choice subconsciously.

The members of the Qi family's army immediately rushed forward, trying to find a gap in the encirclement and drill into it. Helplessly, the members of the Zheng team are all strong and strong, with big shoulders and round waists, and when they poke in front of them, they are like a wall, and there is no gap at all. The team members sprinted several times, but they seemed to hit an iron wall, and they were all pushed out mercilessly.

Seeing that Zheng Zhibao's circle formation was getting closer and closer to his goal, Zhu Youzhen was really anxious, and yelled: "Line up the wall and block them!" ”

The team members immediately shouted, arched their front legs and kicked their back legs, firmly nailed to the route of Zheng's team.

Zheng Zhibao in the circle sneered when he saw it and said, "Knock me away!" ”

"Whoa!" The members of the Zheng team suddenly let out a howl similar to a bear, and rushed towards the human wall with a sharp acceleration. Both sides are martial arts masters, but in terms of size and brute strength, there is no doubt that the Zheng team has the upper hand. They suddenly turned from slow movement to sprinting, and the Qi family army was caught off guard, and they were all knocked down one after another.

Zheng Zhibao saw the opportunity and immediately shot a violent shot. Not to mention, his shot really hit the right spot, and the ball went straight to the bottom of the net like a cannonball, and the goalkeeper didn't have time to react at all.

"In! Entered! The Zheng team immediately cheered, but the Qi family's army, the onlookers and the referee Yuan Keli were all stunned.

"Lord Governor, Zheng Zhibao has scored." Zheng Zhilong reminded maliciously.

With the facts in front of him, Yuan Keli had no choice but to reluctantly announce: "The Zheng team scored, and now the score is three to one, and Qi Jiajun is ahead!" ”

After a long time, Zhu Youzhen didn't come back to his senses. He really didn't expect that as a modern person, it was originally a project that was ten out of ten stable, but Zheng Zhilong actually took advantage of the loophole and came up with a way to crack it! At this time, it is obviously impossible to change the rules; If it goes on like this, wouldn't the Zheng team have to score every time they attack? And if you do the same, first, you are shameless, and secondly, the Qi family's army can't hit others, this... How is this good?

But as soon as he saw Qi Meifeng's anxious eyes outside the court, Zhu Youzhen gritted his teeth, secretly thinking that after worshipping for ninety-nine years, he was about to tremble at the end. Even if it's a head-to-head arch, this ball is definitely going to be won!

At this moment, Zhu Youzhen already had a general judgment of the situation. Now Qi Jiajun is still leading by two goals, as long as he follows the style of play in the first half, although he can't stop the round formation, the Zheng team can't stop Qi Jiajun's attack. If you score one, I will score one, and in the end, Qi Jiajun can still win, just to ensure the success rate and guarantee 100% goals!

In a previous life, this would of course be an impossible task. But Qi Jiajun's technical and tactical advantages are huge, and apart from this, Zhu Youzhen has no good way, so he has to fight hard!

After the restart, Qi Jiajun really implemented Zhu Youzhen's tactical intentions and accelerated the speed of transferring the ball. But the strange thing is that this time the Zheng team didn't even grab it, and just retracted it!

It wasn't until he attacked near the penalty area that Zhu Youzhen suddenly realized. It turned out that the players of the Zheng team lined up neatly in front of the goal and blocked the goal tightly!

At this time, Zhu Youzhen's intestines were so green that he repented! Originally, when the field was arranged, because it was impossible to make iron goals in a hurry, two were nailed with wood. The goal of modern football is 7.32 meters long and 2.44 meters high, but due to time constraints, the wooden door was made smaller, about five meters long and about 2.2 meters high. At that time, Zhu Youzhen didn't care, thinking that Zheng Zhibao wouldn't play anyway, what does it matter if the goal is bigger or smaller.

But in this way, even if the eleven players were lined up, they could not seal the goal more than seven meters long; Now the goal is more than two meters shorter, and the players of the Zheng team are all huge, and they are even shoulder to shoulder, completely blocking the goal!

"Zheng Zhilong, I'll be your uncle!" Zhu Youzhen couldn't help but scold in his heart, secretly thinking that this Zheng Zhilong was really treacherous, and he could come up with such a damaging trick!

At this time, the Qi family's army had already attacked the opponent's door. The team members also looked at each other, and no one could have imagined that the Zheng team would be so shameless. The player who took the ball couldn't help but whisper to Zhu Youzhen: "What should I do?" ”

Zhu Youzhen's forehead was bruised, and he gritted his teeth and said after a while: "Stuffy!" me hard! ”