football light

Knowing that Tan Fugui, who looks like a good old man, is actually the behind-the-scenes boss of the Royal Machinery Factory, really surprised the young Zheng Lingling.

However, she is not so easy to deceive.After thinking for a while, she said disdainfully: "You liar! If the players of the Royal Machinery Factory are really your father's employees, why didn't you cheer them on in the first half?"

Now it was Tan Tiaotiao's turn to be stunned.

In the previous competitions, Tan Tiaotiao cheered for the Royal Machinery Factory without any obstacles in his heart.Because his bet with Tang Song was that the Royal Machinery Factory would lose to Linyuan Qiaopai, Tan Tiaotiao naturally hoped that the Royal Machinery Factory would continue to win from the bottom of his heart until he met Linyuan Qiaopai.

When the opponent of the Royal Machinery Factory finally became Linyuan Joe, according to the content of the bet, if the Royal Machinery Factory wins, Tan Tiaotiao will have to become an apprentice in their youth football interest class.Therefore, Tan Tiaotiao would not shout the words "Come on Royal Machinery Factory".

However, because of this, it seems that his lie just now will be destroyed by itself!

Tan Tiaotiao was in a hurry. He felt that he had suffered troubles that he shouldn't have to bear at his age, which made him feel that he was getting old.

"Because...because..."

The price of lying is that a lie must be covered by more lies.In order not to let his father be compared with Zheng Lingling's father, Tan Tiaotiao had to make the last lie come alive, even though the subject of that lie was the Royal Machinery Factory, which he disliked the most.

After pondering for countless times, Tan Tiaotiao almost held his chest and continued: "Because the Royal Machinery Factory took the lead in the first half, I was afraid that cheering them up would stimulate you! Hmph, I didn't expect that good intentions would be regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs! Then I will cheer for them now! I am the son of their boss, cheer for them, they will definitely burn the small universe and completely defeat your father!"

"Ah!" Zheng Lingling was frightened, and hurriedly begged Tan Tiaotiao, "Please don't shout!"

After realizing that this request was a bit unreasonable, Zheng Lingling said in a low voice: "At least don't shout before my father equalizes the score... because... because..."

Zheng Lingling couldn't find an excuse for why Tan Tiaotiao should stop shouting.If she was telling the truth, she was afraid that the Royal Machinery Factory would really open a small universe, which meant that her father was really no match for the players of the Royal Machinery Factory. This was Zheng Lingling's last timidity.But if it wasn't for this reason, why would she ask Tan Tiaotiao not to cheer for his father's team?

The little girl was so anxious that her eyes filled with tears.

Of course, Tan Tiaotiao didn't really want to call the Royal Machinery Factory to cheer. Now that the effect of scaring Zheng Lingling was achieved, he patted Zheng Lingling's shoulder pretending to be magnanimous, and said, "Don't worry, the small universe can only burn once in each game. When they lead, I won't let them burn easily. But if your father dares to lead, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Thank you, Tan Tiaotiao!" Zheng Lingling jumped up happily, and couldn't help but kiss Tan Tiaotiao on the face, "I knew you were a good person!"

As long as the Royal Machinery Factory doesn't burn the small universe, she doesn't have to worry about anything.

The kindergarten that Tan Tiaotiao and the others attend is a kindergarten that claims to be very international. The teacher usually teaches everyone how to kiss.Moreover, children kissing other people's faces are just to express their feelings, which is not as complicated as the adult world.

But even so, Tan Tiaotiao's face turned red in an instant after being kissed on the cheek by the immature Zheng Lingling. It took him a long time before he had the courage to continue: "The saliva stinks to death! Don't touch me in the future!"

"Well, okay." Zheng Lingling opened her big eyes and nodded seriously.She thinks that Tan Tiaotiao is really a super great good person, even the small universe does not let the players of the Royal Machinery Factory burn.So even if she was scolded by Tan Tiaotiao, she was not angry.

Tan Fugui at the side thought inwardly that he was lucky.Although he is only in his early thirties this year, he occasionally kicks those two kicks, but judging from his body shape, lack of exercise is lack of exercise. It may take a few minutes for this kind of game to end with a strain.At that time, embarrassment is a trivial matter, and if you have to be hospitalized, it will be a disaster for no reason.

Beside Tan Fugui, there were several middle-aged men in suits. After listening to the conversation between Tan Tiaotiao and Zheng Lingling, they all looked at Tan Fugui with strange eyes.

"Old Tan, you are so dishonest! The Royal Machinery Factory is already in your pocket, why did you call us here?" Some of them said dissatisfied.

Tan Fugui quickly explained in a low voice: "Children are quick to talk, don't take it seriously."

Those few people just smiled, and then someone said: "It means that you and the Royal Machinery Factory are really still negotiating. But Lao Tan, the current situation seems to be not optimistic... I just asked, and that The one named Xie Jianlin represents Hengfei Group. Can we compete with each other?"

Tan Fugui was ashamed.Although Tang Song didn't sign a contract with Hengfei Group in public just now, it is a fact that Hengfei Group is rich and powerful, and Tang Song's kid is smarter than a ghost. He said he knew if he refused the first time in exchange for better conditions?In comparison, he, the KTV boss, has no advantage at all.

"Hey, who knows."

Tan Fugui was a little disappointed.Tang Song believed him right. During the recent period, he was indeed preparing how to sign a contract with the Royal Machinery Factory.But it now appears that his preparations are vulnerable to a formidable opponent.

"However, don't be discouraged, everyone. Let's just join in the fun. Whether the signing is successful or not, it won't affect watching the game, right?" Tan Fugui finally said.

"Haha, that's right." The few people smiled nonchalantly, "Everyone was just making a fuss at the wine table, who really thought that we could have a team by just playing around? But to be honest, Tang This kid Song really isn't someone in the pool. An impromptu amateur team has shocked the Hengfei Group. If we are lucky enough to be his boss for a few days, we will earn enough bragging for a lifetime. "

"Ha ha……"

Tan Fugui laughed with them, and he had already taken very lightly on the signing of the contract.

Most people are like this. When they find that their opponents cannot be defeated, they can also live freely by changing their dreams.Those who never surrender are, after all, a minority.

Amidst the jokes of several people, the second half officially started.

Linyuan Qiao Pai was handed over to Zheng Qi after kick-off, and continued to attack from the right.

This time, the Royal Machinery Factory's defense on this side was not so easy for him to break through. Fang Xiaoyu immediately assisted in the defense and snatched the ball back with Zhao Jing.

The fans of Linyuan Qiao brand in the stands burst into laughter.

"Hey, old handsome, this is old handsome, he is going to hit the south wall!"

After the Royal Machinery Factory grabbed the ball, they decisively launched a counterattack.

Fang Xiaoyu handed the ball to Tang Song, and then stayed in the backcourt and moved slowly, seemingly going forward, but in fact he just ran to the center line to prepare for defense.

After Tang Song got the ball, facing Gu Wei who was stepping forward to defend, he flicked the ball to the side. After finding the space, he slanted his foot to the pass and sent the ball up.

Because Linyuan Qiao Pai wanted to attack from the side, in order to make full use of the width of the court, several defenders were also spread out. Tang Song flew straight from the right side of central defender Guo Hai to the rear of the back line, while After Hou Yongming saw Tang Song's pass, he immediately advanced from Guo Hai's left side, and he was about to form a perfect single-handedly!

"Beautiful pass!" The Linyuan Heavy Industry fans headed by Gong Shuo burst into applause!
You know, although the best way to counterattack is to pass behind the defenders, but not everyone can find the gap in the crowd and pass the ball accurately!
Moreover, when Tang Song took the ball, he was not obsessed with his personal breakthrough, but used the adjustment after receiving the ball to find the opportunity to pass the ball under Gu Wei's defense, and then passed the ball without stopping. Gain precious time for this attack!
Looking from the stands, Tang Song almost only made two moves in this attack. One was to flick the ball while receiving the ball, and the other was to pass the ball.But with these two movements, they were as smooth as clouds and flowing water, and created a huge threat!
Linyuan Heavy Industry is a team that likes to play counterattacks, so their fans have a deeper understanding of counterattacks than fans of other teams.Tang Song's pass completely conquered them!
"Even if it's Gong Shuo..." Some fans had this strange idea in their minds, and then hurriedly pooh-poohed non-stop.

They admire Gong Shuo, and they have long gone beyond simple football skills and tactics, but are overwhelmed by his personal charm.There are many people who refuse to admit defeat, but for the fans of Linyuan Heavy Industry, there is only one Gong Shuo, and no one can replace him!

Of course, this game has nothing to do with them. They can temporarily cheer for the Royal Machinery Factory and Tang and Song Dynasties, but when the two teams meet again, they will still be the best No.12 player in Linyuan Heavy Industry!
After figuring out this key point, the fans of Linyuan Heavy Industry once again cheered for the dedication of Tang and Song Dynasties!
Bravo!No matter from any point of view, Tang Song's pass is enough to become the material that fans talk about for several months!

After coming out of the locker room, Lu Hongwei, who had always looked very calm, couldn't help but gritted his teeth at this moment.

This Tang and Song Dynasty, it turned out that it was not limited to sudden killings in the restricted area!The large-scale transfer in the first half and the exquisite through ball at this time all reflect the comprehensiveness of this player!Was all this taught by Wen Liangcheng, or was it determined by Tang and Song's own talents?
Lu Hongwei found that he made a big mistake in the previous few games, that is, he thought that Wen Liangcheng was not good at training young players.But now it seems that the Royal Machinery Factory was originally a team composed of a group of young people. They also have Wang Dazhuang who has scored goals and such a comprehensive Tang and Song Dynasty in their team. It is simply ridiculous to say that Wen Liangcheng will not teach young players talk!

Fortunately... After discovering that Tang and Song Dynasties are so extraordinary, Lu Hongwei was very lucky.Because there is only one Tang and Song in the Royal Machinery Factory, when he pulled back to the midfield, there was one less Tang and Song on the front line.If the Royal Machinery Factory added another organization core, allowing Tang and Song to invest more in offense outside the midfield organization, Linyuan Qiaopai would have been doomed long ago!
Thinking of this, the old man was refreshed.He must hurry up and withdraw from the amateur league in Linyuan City before the Royal Machinery Factory has the ability to introduce new players!

"What are you doing! Defend the ball for me!" Lu Hongwei yelled towards the court.

The majesty of the old coach has always been irresistible to the players of Linyuan Qiao.

Therefore, when Hou Yongming was about to catch up with Tang Song's through ball, he suddenly found that he had lost all his advantages...