There is a team called the Friendship Team

Chapter 129 The Madness Before Halftime
Goalkeeper Li Shengrong of the Chinese National Junior Team kicked the goal kick——

Wei Yi used his agility to find opportunities in the frontcourt.

The midfielder of the Saudi national junior team missed the header, and Wei Yi behind him got the ball!

Wei Yi quickly dribbled the ball forward.

The central defender of the Saudi national team stepped forward to make up for him.

Wei Yi changed direction while driving at high speed——

"Snapped!"

"Woo--"

The referee blew his whistle and ran to the place of the foul.

"Wei Yi relied entirely on his personal ability to win a set kick!" commentator Lu Dong said with emotion.

"Well, the position of this set kick is very good, it should be a chance to score." Huang Xiangjian explained.

Wei Yi sat on the ground with his legs curled up.

Captain Fang Zhi came over and pulled him up.

"Who will take the penalty? Both of them have the ability to score directly from set kicks." Huang Xiangjian explained.

On the side of the Saudi national team, the goalkeeper nervously directed the position of the human wall, and formed a human wall composed of 5 people.

Fang Zhi set up the ball and stood in front of the ball at the same time as Wei Yi.

"Shut up!"

The referee's whistle blows.

Fang Zhi ran up to the ball and raised his leg, pretending to hit the goal——

The human wall of the Saudi national team was tricked into jumping, and there was a gap in the human wall!
Wei Yi followed quickly, and shot hard——

The football successfully crossed the wall, with a clear drop, and flew directly to the upper corner of the goal.

The goalkeeper of the Saudi national team saw the ball through the gap in the human wall, moved quickly with his feet, flew forward, and barely held the ball out of the goal!

"Yes!? -- Oops! What a pity. Wei Yi hit the 'elevator ball' very well, and it was only a little bit short." Lu Dong regretted.

"Indeed, the goalkeeper of the Saudi national junior team reacted and moved very quickly. The shot was wonderful and the ball was beautifully thrown." Huang Xiangjian explained.

Wei Yi put his head in his hands, unable to hide his disappointment.

However, the Chinese national team won a corner kick.

Fang Zhi ran to the corner flag area, preparing for a free throw.

"Corner kicks and set kicks have always been our scoring weapons against West Asian teams, but Zheng Zhi did not send high center forward Xu Zhou in this game, which made our corner kick attack much less threatening." Huang Xiangjian explained.

Sure enough, Fang Zhi's subsequent corner kick landed well, but Wei Yi was completely at a disadvantage in the header fight with the Saudi national youth team defender Houssewi, and was cleared by Houssewi's header.

Outside the penalty area, the midfielder of the Saudi national junior team grabbed a two-point kick and quickly split to look for captain Muez Yesa!

"Not good, the opponent is going to make a quick counterattack!" the commentator Lu Dong said nervously.

As soon as Lu Dong's words fell, Muez Yesa dribbled the ball along the wing at high speed and advanced to the half of the Chinese National Junior Team!

The full-back Bowas of the Chinese National Junior Team couldn't hold back, and stepped forward to fill his position——

"Snapped!"

Muez Yesa made a change of direction, passed Bowas, and took advantage of the trend to swipe into the middle.

Cai Zhiyu, a midfielder of the Chinese National Youth Team, came to defend, but was flashed by a lateral emergency stop by Muez Yesa.

But Muez Yesa ran all the way for a long distance, his feet were already a little weak, and he looked up to observe the position of his teammates——

"Snapped."

Chen Ting followed, stretched out a kick from the side, and poked the ball to teammate Cai Zhiyu.

Motaz al-Shawi, the striker of the Saudi junior team, threw his hands at the captain Muezi Yesa, expressing his dissatisfaction with the captain's handling of the ball.

Cai Zhiyu holds the ball, Chen Ting runs forward and reaches out for the ball——

Cai Zhiyu knowingly passed the ball forward to Chen Ting.

Chen Ting strode forward with the ball. At the last moment of the first half of the game, he no longer stuck to the tactical arrangement guided by Zheng Zhi, and made changes based on his prediction of the situation on the field...

"Oh... After stealing the ball, Chen Ting started to attack forward! This is a 'counterattack' before the end of the first half!" Huang Xiangjian said happily.

Chen Ting moved forward with the ball, aggressively.

The teammates of the Chinese National Youth Team were also encouraged and participated in the attack together...

As for the Saudi National Junior Team, they have long been accustomed to the Chinese National Junior Team in a state of "defense" for most of the first half. I don't know who to stare at, the defense is quite chaotic!
Motaz Ashawi approached Chen Ting, pulling his hand.

Chen Ting barely dribbled the ball, staggered without falling to the ground, and threw a through ball to Liu Binren's feet on the sidewalk.

Before the football reached Liu Binren's feet, the defenders of the Saudi national junior team quietly approached from behind...

"Shua—"

"What?!" the defensive player of the Saudi junior team exclaimed.

Liu Binren did not stop the ball, but turned suddenly along the rolling direction of the football, and with a flash of his body, he passed the defenders of the Saudi junior team!
"Beautiful! The madness at the last moment of the first half!" Huang Xiangjian explained.

Liu Binren dribbled the ball along the sidewalk, did not go to the bottom, and crossed at a 45-degree angle——

In the middle, the central defender of the Saudi National Junior Team, Haushevi, reacted quickly. He was the first to judge where the football would fall, moved his footsteps, and stood still——

"Boom—"

Wei Yi plugged in behind, his body was completely vacated, his waist and abdomen were fully exerted, and he headed the goal——

The goalkeeper of the Saudi National Junior Team stood completely in the goal without any reaction...

"when!"

The luck of the Chinese junior team seems to be a little bit bad, Wei Yi's header hit the crossbar!
After the football hit the crossbar, it bounced back into the penalty area.

Wei Yi reacted nimbly, before Hao Xiewei and the goalkeeper, he lobbed the ball——

The football was slightly higher than the crossbar and flew out.

Seeing this, Wei Yi couldn't believe it at all, and knelt on the grass with his head in his arms.

All the players of the Saudi National Junior Team panicked.

"It's so exciting, this wave of 'offensive climax' has played the Saudi national team in a very embarrassing way!" Huang Xiangjian explained emotionally.

"Yeah, no one would have thought that the Chinese National Junior Team would suddenly exert their strength and beat the Saudi National Junior Team by surprise..." Lu Dong said.

The person who regrets the most is Zheng Zhi, the coach of the Chinese National Youth Team.

"Although this is not my deliberate arrangement, the ability of the players to judge the situation on the court has been enhanced. The arrangement of the head coach is part of it, and the execution and adaptability of the players on the court are also a very important part. Only the combination of the two is a team. A strong team!" Zheng Zhi said in his heart.

in the stands.

"Moen, the midfielder of the Chinese National Junior Team is a bit interesting, hehe..." Uncle Shao laughed.

"Well, indeed. He directly set off a wave of offensive climax. His willpower and mental strength have covered up his level of ability. Maybe he will become the captain of China in the future..." Moen said.

"Hey. No matter what you two say, I have put him on the observation list. He is a big gain in this game!" Worm said.

"Hey, Volm. It's useless for you to pay attention to him. Your Ajax technical and tactical style is obviously not suitable for him. He should come to our Schalke 04." Moen argued.

"No, you two don't need to argue. The man's blood in his bones is more suitable for our Dortmund." Saul said solemnly.

……

Three big-name scouts from Europe are fighting with each other.

Back on the field.

The goalkeeper of the Saudi national team took a big kick.

"Woo--"

The referee blew the whistle to end the first half.

The Chinese National Junior Team and the Saudi National Junior Team drew 0-0!
(End of this chapter)