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Chapter 139 Be Calm

"Strike!" Fan Yuhan jumped up at a speed that didn't match his age and weight, shouted exaggeratedly with his arms outstretched, and then glanced at Long Yuyun proudly. Although the other lieutenants around him didn't care about the bet between the two of them, the People's Liberation Army has always been the pride of their military fans.

Long Yuyun turned his face and said nothing. His emotions are also very complicated now. On the one hand, he hopes that his son's team will win. On the other hand, he also does not want to see the pride of the military team.

On the TV, Fan Pengfei, who scored the opening goal, let out a roar immediately after confirming that the ball had entered the goal. He opened his arms and started running along the track. When he ran a few meters away from the stands, he put his hands next to his ears, as if he was listening to the cheers!

The Qingdao fans in the stands were even angrier. Mineral water bottles rained down, but Fan Pengfei didn't care. He just stood a little far away from the stands and made this provocative gesture, then turned around and hugged his teammates.

"MLGBD! If I want to kill him, I must kill him!" Li Erlong roared furiously, and Huang Zhenghong who was next to him reminded him: "Old Li, don't forget that you already have a yellow card...We can't afford to lose this game."

Li Erlong also knew that this young midfielder partner was right, he could only suppress his anger now, Long Bisheng silently looked at Fan Pengfei who was celebrating wildly, and sighed in his heart.

I have been arrogant since I was a child, and I easily offend others. Last time I met, I almost had a conflict with Hu Gandang. This time, Li Erlong was dissatisfied with him.

Off the field, Cai Sheng was already so angry that the three corpses jumped. He didn't expect that his confident defense would still be advanced by the opponent. The former international footballer shouted from the sidelines: "Attack! Attack me! Kill these guys!"

The Qingdao Haifeng players who were enraged by Fan Pengfei's arrogant celebration started to launch a fierce attack under Cai Sheng's command, while the Nanchang People's Liberation Army, whose morale was high because of this goal, started the confrontation without fear.

Long Bisheng also saw that something was wrong, and his teammates often played very impatiently, or they just hung into the penalty area to find Long Bisheng. Of course, such a hasty long pass would not have much effect. Long Bisheng played very depressed.

He kept running and fighting in the frontcourt, but it had no effect. The ball seldom passed to his feet. Since the offensive and defensive rhythms of both sides were fast, Long Bisheng, who was slow, could only run back and forth between the two halves.

It was precisely because of this thought that after another long pass from a teammate directly to the frontcourt, he did not pass the ball quickly after stopping the ball in the chest, but controlled it under his feet for a while until two defenders rushed towards him.

"Don't rush to attack! Be steady!" After passing the ball, Long Bisheng yelled at Brother Baozi. Brother Baozi was stunned for a moment, and his feet slowed down. The defender of the People's Liberation Army who rushed up immediately poked the ball away. Fortunately, he was very skillful with his feet and did not let his opponent snatch the ball away.

Others might be a little angry, but Brother Baozi has always had a good temper. After Long Bisheng yelled, his mind cleared up a bit. Seeing that the opponent's defense line had been organized, he kicked the ball to Qi Zhi on the side.

After Qi Zhi received the ball, he found that there were so many defensive players in front of him that he couldn't break through at all, and Qi Zhi was not good at breaking through, so he had to pass the ball back to Huang Zhenghong in the middle.

It stands to reason that Qingdao Haifeng’s fast break failed this time, but after a few passes back and forth, Liu Ziyan, who took the ball, found that he now has a lot of options in offense, because although the opponent’s defensive players are already in place, Qingdao Haifeng’s offensive players are also in place.

In the end, Liu Ziyan dropped the ball into the penalty area, Long Bisheng headed the ball, and Lu Baozi directly shot high. Although he failed to score, the attacking line was very clear and orderly.

Cai Sheng, who was off the court, watched this scene thoughtfully.

In the next few attacks, Qingdao Haifeng gradually found its own rhythm, and the defensive pressure of the Nanchang People's Liberation Army began to increase, but they still struggled to survive, using tenacious defense to maintain the one-goal lead until the end of the first half.

After the first half, Cai Sheng, who had recovered his composure, stood up from the coach's bench and was the first to return to the locker room.

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"In the first half of the game, I won't say anything." Cai Sheng looked at the players calmly, and was not angry because of the one-to-zero situation in the first half: "In short, you are not too calm, and I am not too calm. In the end, Long Bisheng discovered our offensive problems...We don't have fast forwards with strong personal abilities, so we can't fight fast counterattacks. It’s the opposite, wait until our offensive players are in place before launching an attack... Nanchang’s PLA’s defense is not strong, otherwise they won’t concede the second most goals in the league, so we have to believe in our offensive ability.”

"When defending, Huang Zhenghong will deal with that Fan Pengfei on the other side." Cai Sheng looked at Li Erlong who was showing a look of fear, "Old Li, I don't believe in your ability...but that kid is very fast, Huang Zhenghong is more suitable for defending him, and you already have a yellow card, so you will have concerns about defending, right?"

Although Li Erlong has a grumpy temper, he is a donkey. Cai Sheng's words made him feel very comfortable, so he laughed loudly and patted Huang Zhenghong's back vigorously while laughing: "Little Huangzi, I'll leave that kid to you...I'll keep an eye on that bastard, let him be so arrogant when he scores a goal."

Huang Zhenghong made a bitter face. The way the boss of the team treats people is really unbearable. What a little Huangzi, he sounds like a little eunuch.

"I won't say much about other offensive aspects. The Nanchang People's Liberation Army has strength, but they can't give full play to their strength, and their defense is also a bit bad. This is our home court. We can't allow such a team to score points at our home court... More importantly, we have to win. If we win this game, we will have a chance to directly relegation. The news came just now. , if we can’t grasp it, then we are the biggest idiots in the world.”

After listening to Cai Sheng's words, the players of Qingdao Haifeng calmed down. They knew that Cai Sheng's words were true. It was a very reasonable sentence. Dalian Botao's opponent in the last round was Nanjing Wutai, which had a good relationship with them, and they were playing at home.

No one wants to play the play-offs. After a long season, playing such a cruel play-off is a great torture for any player, not to mention that Qingdao Haifeng's players have exhausted all their potential in the last few rounds, and they may not be able to support the play-offs.

"The more this is the case, the more we need to calm down and grasp every opportunity calmly. We were very impatient in the first half, so in the second half, we must not be impatient. Impatience is tantamount to giving up the opportunity to the opponent... You must calm down, and I must also be calm, understand?"

"Understood!" The players replied in unison.

"Get ready to go." Cai Sheng looked at his watch and found that it was almost time for the second half to start, so he waved his hand and said briefly.

The players got up and walked outside the locker room. Cai Sheng grabbed Long Bisheng, stared at him for a long time, and then said: "Remember? Be calm, not only the mentality on the court, but also the preparation when shooting in front of the goal... Now is not the era when high center forwards stand in the penalty area and compete for headers to play the main force. Remember, be calm."

(End of this chapter)