my football i call the shots

"No. 22, actually the same jersey number I wear!"

Looking at this heroic figure, Gao Xun also silently nodded his approval. From this young man standing behind the football with his hips on his hips and directing his teammates to stand, Gao Xun could see a kind of self-confidence beyond his peers!
That kind of self-confidence, Gao Xun always felt a kind of déjà vu, but he couldn't figure out when he felt it.

At this time, Li Hongjun swiped his mobile phone boredly, he was reading an online novel, and Jin Guangzhu beside Gao Xun was the same as him, looking at this confident young player on the field, his eyes were full of kindness.

"Beep..."

After confirming that there was no problem with the human wall at Longjing High School, the referee blew his whistle, indicating that player No. 22 of Yanji No. [-] Middle School could take a free kick at any time!

I saw the No. 22 player behind the ball bent slightly, staring at the goal of Longjing High School. With the high tension of the offensive and defensive sides in the penalty area, the No. 22 player also started to move.

His run-up distance is not far, only three steps, but it is enough for him to aim at the goal of Longjing High School to launch a charged blow!
"Boom..."

Player No. 22 made a short run-up to the ball on the grass. After the ball collided with the sneakers, there was a violent explosion, and the ball was like a bomb flying out of the barrel, drawing a wonderful arc around the three players of Longjing Middle School. The wall, flying towards the opponent's goal.

Such a free kick full of power and arc caused the defensive players of Longjing Middle School in the penalty area to panic, and they swarmed towards the high point of Yanji No. [-] Middle School in the penalty area.

However, Longjing Affiliated High School is really that sure. Was the No. 22 player really an indirect free kick? ? ?
I think, not necessarily so! ! !
Just like in the tactical arrangement, the team members of Yanji No. [-] High School ambushing in the opponent's penalty area did not engage in too much physical entanglement with the opponent. The goal is more to block the goalkeeper's vision!

At this time, the small goalkeeper of Longjing Middle School was submerged in the crowd, and he couldn't even see the path of the ball clearly.

In desperation, the goalkeeper of Longjing High School had no choice but to abandon the goal and attack.

However, the goalkeeper of Longjing Affiliated High School found out in despair that the free kick of No. 22 player of Yanji No. [-] High School was not sent to the head of the high-point player who was ambushing in the penalty area, but flew towards the goal behind him.

Direct free kick! ! !
The goalkeeper of Longjing High School frightened and decisively turned his head to defend against the goal behind him. However, due to his rash attack, he could only watch the direct free kick of No. 22 player of Yanji No. [-] Middle School hit the far corner of the goal.

"Beep..."

Looking at the goal, the referee blew a long whistle and raised his arms and pointed towards the center circle, which meant that there was no problem with the goal!

Electronic boards on the pitch will also jump within seconds of a goal being scored.

2 to 0! ! !

It was the 65th minute of the second half. After the No. 22 player scored this direct free kick, Yanji No. [-] Middle School had already led by two goals. It can be said that the victory was assured.

Gao Xun in the stands shook his head at the amateur behavior of the goalkeeper of Longjing High School, but soon, he recalled the wonderful direct free kick that No. 22 player of Yanji No. [-] Middle School just now kicked with strength and technique.

Pointing to the No. 22 player of Yanji No. [-] Middle School who was celebrating happily off the court, Gao Xun turned his head to Jin Guangzhu and said: "The kid who scored the goal is pretty good. The Jin team should absorb him into the echelon if he has the opportunity! Future results Probably won't lose to that boy Pu Cheng."

"Hahahahaha..."

After listening to Gao Xun's suggestion, Jin Guangzhu was immediately amused.

Gao Xun was immediately depressed. He didn't know what Jin Guangzhu was laughing at, but he looked at Jin Guangzhu suspiciously, as if hoping to see something from his face.

After Jin Guangzhu finished laughing and regained his composure, he told Gao Xun one by one.

"The kid you mentioned is called Jin Zhexun. He is currently the best U17 midfielder in Yanbian. His technical template is you! Lao Gao."

"Me???" Gao Xun was so surprised that he could stuff several eggs into his mouth. He pointed at himself dumbfounded, as if he was asking Jin Guangzhu: I have been away from Yanbian for more than ten years. Do you know me?

Of course, Jin Guangzhu could see what Gao Xun meant.

I saw Jin Guangzhu explaining leisurely: "Jin Zhexun has often watched the video of our previous Aodong games since he was a child, and he always said that you are good. Later, after entering the youth team training, he took the initiative to ask for a midfield position, and Wearing the No. 22 jersey you wore, it is also fate."

"Oh???"

After listening to Jin Guangzhu's explanation, Gao Xun also deliberately looked down the court to look at the No. 22 player who had returned to the team after celebrating and was ready to wait for the opponent to kick off.

"However, I don't seem to know this kid? Besides, how could he watch the videotapes of our old Aodong since he was a child? Isn't this only for people in our club to watch?"

This series of questions did not make Jin Guangzhu dizzy. On the contrary, Jin Guangzhu rolled his eyes and said to Gao Xun mysteriously: "Could it be that this child can't be our former Aodong's family?"

"Huh? Whose child is that?"

"Ahem, that child's surname is Jin!"

"Oh..." Gao Xun quickly recalled the player surnamed Jin in Aodong's lineup in the past: "Who is the surname Jin? Whose child is so spiritual? Hey, I really don't have any impression."

"Ahem, Lao Gao, what's my last name?"

"Your surname is Jin..." Gao Xun almost blurted out, but immediately, he realized that something was wrong. The kid wearing the No. 22 jersey was quite similar to the old captain of the Aodong team next to him. , and everyone's surname is "Jin", so it's hard to...

"Jin team, is this baby your child???"

"It's not mine, how could it be yours?" Jin Guangzhu choked Gao Xun speechlessly.

"Tsk tsk, not bad! No wonder you said the other day that there are so many clubs vying for your child. The skill of the free kick just now, let alone Yanbian, is estimated to be ranked among the U17 players in the country. No... how did this kid pay attention to me in our previous video? Shouldn't you be leading me to play as a defender?"

Hearing Gao Xun's praise, Jin Guangzhu immediately felt radiant on his face.

Every father is the same. They say they don't care, but when others praise their child, they will secretly be happy.

To be honest, who doesn't like to listen to good words?Especially kind words that are true.

Happy to be happy, for the second part of Gao Xun's sentence, Jin Guangzhu could only shake his head and said helplessly: "Oh, actually, I also wanted him to start as a defender, even if he is not tall enough in the future, he can also play as a full-back It’s just that this kid got off track after watching the video. For some reason, he said that he wanted to play in the midfield position. He wanted to ask. It turned out that the brat did this because he saw that you played football so elegantly and thought you were handsome. decided."

"Think handsome??? Your young man has vision, vision, hahahahaha..."

Jin Guangzhu's words also made Gao Xun, a hearty man, laugh out loud. Indeed, Gao Xun played very elegantly when he was young. He could often send concealed but deadly through balls in the midfield, making opponents hard to guard against. , As for being handsome... Lao Gao thinks this young man has a good eye. (PS: Ahem~ It turns out that Gao Yi’s narcissistic character comes from Lao Gao, hahahahahaha...)
Seeing Gao Xun's complacent look, Jin Guangzhu immediately regretted telling him about it, but think about it, his child can play so brilliantly in the midfield position, and this also needs to be thanks to Gao Xun, the Yanbian footballer. The soul has supported Kim Zhe-sun as an idol since he was a child.

As soon as Gao Xun's laughter fell, the fans around the stands suddenly became excited. Gao Xun and Jin Guangzhu's eyes were also set on the field, okay... Li Hongjun was still staring at the phone screen, probably watching "I "Football I call the shots", right?

At this time, the Yanji No. [-] Middle School is strongly suppressing the Longjing High School.

Although Longjing High School is also a relatively famous football education school in Yanbian City, compared with the dominant team Yanji No. [-] High School, Longjing High School is still far behind.

The bold Yanji No. 2 Middle School left only a central defender and goalkeeper in their backcourt, and the other players basically attacked. Obviously, they are not satisfied with the 0-[-] score at this time , I also hope to continue to use strong attack power to continue to hit Longjing High School.

This kind of approach is something that Nanhu No. [-] Middle School dare not even think about.

If Cao Chen's team holds a 2-0 lead, then Cao Chen will definitely signal his players to go back to the midfield to control the ball, and he will definitely not continue to signal the ball like the head coach of Yanji No. 15 Middle School The team is aggressively attacking, you know, there are only about [-] minutes before the end of regular time.

So in the end, why did Yanji No. [-] Middle School do this?

Let's see the breakdown next time!