my football i call the shots

"Xinmeng Middle School? Nancheng Middle School? Why did you choose to watch this game? How about we watch the No. [-] Middle School match? It's more exciting."

Hearing Gao Yi's suggestion, Zhang Ziyang glanced at Gao Yi like an idiot.

"You idiot, the winner of Xinmeng Middle School and Nancheng Middle School will be our opponent in the next round!!!"

"what???"

"I asked Coach Cao about this yesterday. The venue of the match is Xinghu Middle School Stadium. Let's go."

"Xinghu Middle School? It's so far away!"

"..."

Zhang Ziyang grabbed Gao Yi's schoolbag with a look of disgust and ran out.

"Hey! Zhang Ziyang, wait for me!"

……

Xinghu Middle School is not far from Nanhu No. 5 Middle School, but due to today's class time, the game started at [-]:[-].

If they were walking or taking a bus, Zhang Ziyang and Gao Yi would definitely not be able to reach their destination before the start of the competition, but don't forget that Zhang Ziyang has a special bus to pick him up.

"You still have a comfortable BMW at home, or I'll be your driver in the future too."

"..." Zhang Ziyang still looked disgusted: "Forget it, I don't need such an ugly driver."

"!!!" Gao Yi suddenly became angry: "Hey! Zhang Ziyang, what do you mean by that! Am I much more handsome than you???"

Regarding Gao Yi's complaints, Zhang Ziyang chose to turn a blind eye and go straight to the point.

"Gao Yi, what do you think of the teams of Xinmeng Middle School and Nancheng Middle School???"

Hearing these two unfamiliar school names, Gao Yi shook his head blankly.

"You don't know these two schools, do you?"

"No, I just don't know where the strength of the school teams of these two schools is going."

"so……"

Zhang Ziyang nodded understandingly. After all, Gao Yi is a wild football king from a field background. He may have seen a lot on the field, but Gao Yi is still a blank sheet of paper when it comes to professional teams or school teams, which is fine. Well, Zhang Ziyang did his homework last night, and it just happened to come in handy at this time.

"In terms of strength, both Xinmeng Middle School and Nancheng Middle School are inferior to Nanhu Affiliated High School of Southern Academy of Sciences. If the two teams are compared, Xinmengzhong School is even better, but..."

"Just what???"

"It's just that the Nancheng Middle School team's competition this year is a bit lucky."

"Lucky???" Gao Yi looked very surprised: "Are they as lucky as us? We entered the third round without fighting in the second round!"

Zhang Ziyang shook his head: "It's not the same. Our luck is based on external factors, and their luck is luck in the game."

"How to say???" Gao Yi was also whetted by Zhang Ziyang for a moment.

"In this year's warm-up match, in the first round, Nancheng Middle School won all of them, but the scores they won were not large, and they all beat their opponents 1-0."

"Oh!" Gao Yi responded casually: "Is that because they defend well and counterattack well?"

"That's not the case. In these two games, Nancheng Middle School played in a mess. The offense did not attack, and the defense did not defend. The entire defense line was sieved... The source of the two goals in the two games is also funny. In the warm-up match, the opponent scored an own goal, they were 'taken' to win, and the first round was even more lucky, they got an offensive opportunity in the whole game, but that offensive opportunity was wrongly hit by them scored!"

"what???"

Gao Yi was dumbfounded in surprise. This kind of storyline seems to be seen only in football novels, but it is too rare in reality.

"Gao Yi, do you know? The most frightening thing is that their opponents in the first round blasted 35 shots. There was no gain at all, and they scored 5 goals! Others, either magically shot crookedly, or Just shoot the anti-aircraft guns."

"Isn't it?" Gao Yi was a little speechless after hearing this: "The opponent's offense is too weak, right? It's rare to see such poor accuracy in shooting."

"That's right, the warm-up match was also a keynote. Nancheng Middle School was under pressure throughout the game. It was also blasted with more than 20 shots, but the opponent had nothing to gain. So, this Nancheng Middle School team is really lucky. .”

Gao Yi nodded thoughtfully.

Indeed, in official matches, there are too few games in which there are more than 20 shots and [-] shots without any results.

Since he can blast so many shots, in terms of strength, it is definitely an overwhelming advantage.

Even Nanhu No. [-] Middle School, which is regarded as the most "big belly" in the Nanhu Division, never let the opponent blast so many shots in the warm-up match and the first round.

Of course, this is limited to this year's Nanhu No. 40 High School team. The previous Nanhu No. [-] Middle School had a record of being bombarded with [-] shots by their opponents...

However, in the face of such an overwhelming disparity in strength, Nancheng Middle School was able to stand out. Coupled with this way of winning, it can only be called "lucky".

However, the lucky ones are still different from the dark horses.

The lucky ones mainly focus on "luck". The strength, tactics, and scenes are completely suppressed, and winning by luck is called lucky.

The dark horse is when everyone is not optimistic about the situation, bursting out with strong combat effectiveness, using various unexpected tactical formations of the opponent to forcibly bring down a team that is far superior to itself!
Nancheng Middle School is the lucky team, while Nanhu No. [-] Middle School is the dark polo team.

The two teams are still different!
After thinking about it for a while, Gao Yi seemed to want to hear more opinions from Zhang Ziyang.

"Zhang Ziyang, which team do you think we are more likely to meet in the third round?"

Regarding Gao Yi's question, Zhang Ziyang pondered thoughtfully for a while, and then replied: "I think, Nancheng Middle School... Hey, how do you say this? Although Xinmeng Middle School is better than Nancheng Middle School, but said To be honest, I don't have much interest in meeting Nancheng Middle School."

"Oh???"

Gao Yi seemed to be unable to understand Zhang Ziyang's answer. From Gao Yi's point of view, this kind of luck is difficult to maintain for a long time, so he does not think that Nancheng Middle School can beat Xinmeng Middle School: "Do you think that the luck of Nancheng Middle School can Will it continue until this time to defeat Xinmengzhongxue?"

"Yes."

Zhang Ziyang said with a serious face: "I really can't just talk about strength on paper. Sometimes, luck is also a kind of strength. Although Nancheng Middle School is not as strong as Xinmeng Middle School, their luck is too good, and this thing is so erratic. Maybe, Nancheng Middle School really killed Xinmeng Middle School today... Maybe some people don't believe in the word "luck", but I still think, don't run into a team with too much luck. Although Dream High School is a bit stronger, but their strength on paper, our current lineup is enough to beat them!"

After all, Zhang Ziyang had a sophisticated and serious face, and this style of painting also made Gao Yi a little depressed.

"Hey, let's not study too much." The optimist Gao Yi let go and said indifferently: "Anyway, anyone can do it, and we can't underestimate it. Those who can make it to the quarterfinals must be as lucky as us. Well, either it's someone with extraordinary strength and it's hard to deal with, anyway, after watching today's match, you'll know who your opponent is."

"Gao Yi, you are right."

Zhang Ziyang nodded approvingly, this was the first time he felt that Gao Yi's words were so reasonable.

"That's right, I'm handsome after all!"

"..."

The style of painting changed in a second, and the two teenagers who were seriously and deeply discussing how to realize the great rejuvenation just now entered a state of playing and beating and scolding.

After all, young is good!