Greenery on the back

Chapter 10 Real Madrid vs Barcelona

Yue Feng also kept looking at the white lines in the stadium. In the past few days, he often watched football matches broadcast on AV5, and he also had some understanding of modern football.

At this time, eight teenagers wearing jerseys of the same color as them ran over.An older guy patted Yue Feng on the shoulder and said, "What's wrong, buddy, I heard you lost your memory? Do you still know me?"

"Old Pan, don't make trouble," Tang Chuan explained, "No one really remembers Yue Feng."

"What about me? What about me?" A man with a very big and round face came over meanly.

Yue Feng looked blankly at Tang Chuan.

"This is Qi Bin." Tang Chuan said.He pointed to a fat man wearing glasses next to Qi Bin and said, "That's Qiu Rui..."

"Hey, that handsome guy is called Yi Ming."

"This is Jaga."

……

These are all classmates and friends of Yue Feng and Tang Chuan in junior high school, and they used to play football together.

After Tang Chuan finished introducing the eight people, a tall young man with gloves and colorful clothes came from a distance. It was their captain Zhang Zidong.

"Hurry up and get active, everyone. The opponent called me just now and said that he will be there soon."

"Captain, who are we going to play with today?" The little fatty Qiu Rui pushed his glasses and twisted his ankle a few times.

"The school team of No. 14."

Qi Bin winked at the side, and said in surprise: "The one called 'Ganjingzi Real Madrid'? It's awesome!"

Ganjingzi is the name of the urban area where No. 14 is located.

"We are Barcelona, ​​we are not afraid of them." Tang Chuan pointed to the red and blue jersey on his body.

"They're the ones looking for this place. I heard that their captain's uncle is the dean of the school." Zhang Zidong patted the goalkeeper's gloves.

"Here we come, look!" Someone in the team had sharp eyes and saw a group of people walking outside the school gate.

I saw more than a dozen teenagers in their fifteenth or sixteenth year, wearing Real Madrid's white home uniform, walking slowly to the side of the field.

Tang Chuan counted the number of people, and shouted to the team leader Zhang Zidong, "Why are there so many of them?"

"The team is regular, and there are substitutes. It's not like ours, which barely makes up eleven, and has to bring the wounded." Yi Ming, who had been silent for a long time, opened his mouth.

The wounded he mentioned refers to Yue Feng whose mind is still not very clear.

Among the white crowd, a tall man wearing a No. 10 jersey came over and smiled at Zhang Zidong: "Zidong, let's warm up first, how about we start the game in 10 minutes?"

Zhang Zidong looked around at his teammates and replied, "No problem, Qiu Ye."

So, under the leadership of captain Qiu Ye, the "Ganjingzi Real Madrid" team began jogging, stretching, passing and catching the ball on the side of the field.

"Yo, it's quite formal." Qi Bin's words were tingly.

"Hurry up, don't talk nonsense, get active." Zhang Zidong also led everyone to warm up.

Although Yue Feng didn't understand half of what he heard, he imitated everyone's movements and began to stretch his body.

At this time, a group of children who looked like elementary school students ran in from outside the school gate, each wearing a white Real Madrid jersey.

"Be quiet, be quiet, little brother, you take your classmates to line up quickly, we are going to enter the arena soon." Qiu Ye said to a leading boy among the elementary school students.

The elementary school students finally calmed down. The "Ganjingzi Real Madrid" team walked out of eleven players, each holding a primary school student in their left hand, and began to walk slowly towards the center circle of the artificial turf.

"Damn it, you still have a caddy?" Tang Chuan was dumbfounded.

Yue Feng and his group looked at their opponents together. "They are too exaggerated...", "It can really pretend!" Many people thought so.

"Don't look, let's hurry over too." Zhang Zidong waved to his teammates to line up.

There are almost no referees in this kind of field, and any problems can be resolved through negotiation between the players of both sides.After Qiu Ye finished tossing the coin, Zhang Zidong took a look at it and said, "You guys kick off first."

His tone was full of confidence, as if whoever kicked off first would win.

Zhang Zidong nodded, turned around and ran back to his goal.

It was the first time for Yue Feng to play modern football. He had watched a few games before and knew that modern football was completely different from Cuju in Song Dynasty.

In the Song Dynasty, Cuju was often regarded as a kind of entertainment rather than a competitive sport.The field is not big, two three-foot-high bamboo poles are inserted in the center, and a net is formed between the bamboo poles.There is a hole in the center of the net called Merry Eye.The ball is not kicked into the goal, but has to go through the "flirty eyes" to count as a score.

There is a team on each side of the net, more than ten people in each team.According to their responsibilities on the field, the players are divided into ball head, small ball, positive hold, head hold, left pole net, right pole net, scattered standing and so on.The ball is passed from the "ball head", that is, the captain, passed between the players like a shuttlecock, and finally returns to the ball head, and the ball head completes the "shoot".

This kind of game with extremely poor confrontation can only be regarded as entertainment.The Cuju that was used to train soldiers in the Yue Family Army was completely different.It is similar to modern football. There is one goal at the bottom line of both sides on the field, and the players compete with each other to score goals.

The Yue Family Army used this method to stimulate the fighting spirit of the soldiers, exercise their physique, and practice formations. As a result, the Yue Family Army's combat discipline and soldiers' quality have been further improved.

Seeing his teammates start to stand apart in his own half, Yue Feng knew that this way of standing is a formation of modern football, just like marching and fighting also requires formation.But now he is a little panicked, because he doesn't know where he should stand.

The two forwards, Yi Ming and Lao Pan are already standing on the kick-off point, ready to kick the ball at any time.

Seeing Yue Feng standing nearby, Yi Ming opened his eyes and shouted, "Yue Feng, what are you doing there? Get back to your seat!"

Yiming is the team's vice-captain and the main shooter.It's tougher to say the least.

All the members of the "Barcelona" team also looked at Yue Feng, wondering in their hearts: "This Yue Feng, must he forget how to play football?"

Seeing this, Tang Chuan hurriedly greeted, "Here, here." He pointed to the position behind him. "I am No. 7 right midfielder, you are No. 3 right back."

When Yue Feng ran to the position of the right back, Tang Chuan was a little flustered and asked, "Do you still remember how to kick?" Seeing that the other party was a little confused, he ordered: "It's really not possible, pass it to me directly after you get the ball." .”

Then, facing the seemingly powerful "Ganjingzi Real Madrid" team, the other players of "Barcelona" dare not take it lightly.

"Yue Feng still looks a little confused, try not to pass it to him. He is a defender, once he makes a mistake, the probability of being scored by the opponent is high."

As soon as the ball came out, the "Barcelona" team first tightened the midfield and backcourt.After all, the opponent looks so much like a regular team, so I'm afraid it's not small.If you rush forward to attack, it is easy for your opponent to seize the opportunity to counterattack.

(End of this chapter)