In name only: The land of Handong, I shall rule its fate.

On the green field where there were originally sixteen teams, only two teams remain to compete for supremacy.

Forehead…

That description isn't quite accurate. Objectively speaking, Lincheng team controlled more than 80% of the ball and launched a relentless attack on Yantai's goal.

The poor goalkeeper became the biggest victim on the field. He made one desperate dive after another, exhausted and trembling. He put his hands on his knees and gasped for breath, but he dared not relax for a moment, his eyes fixed on the trajectory of the Lincheng team's pass.

Sweat soaked into my eyes, blurring my vision.

The three wingers of the Lincheng team easily tore apart the defense like a large knife, and then unleashed a powerful shot that went straight for the top right corner of the goal.

With no teammates to help defend him, the goalkeeper, exhausted, lunged forward with all his might, but his weary body felt as heavy as a lead ball.

beep!

The whistle blew, and the goalkeeper's body slammed heavily to the ground. The football, with a beautiful arc, flew from his fingertips into the net, bounced, landed on the ground once, then bounced again and again on the goalkeeper's head, as if mocking their incompetence.

Pre-match fighting spirit is one thing, but actual playing skills on the field are another.

Score: 5-0!

"good!"

Sha Ruijin excitedly stood up and applauded, loudly applauding the Lincheng team's wonderful performance. Now, the Lincheng team is undoubtedly his only favorite team.

and…

This isn't the whistle for the full game, it's for the half!

Only halftime! They've already blown the lead to 5-0! Brutal! Absolutely brutal!

But he likes it.

Hehehe!

With stoppage time in the second half, scoring double digits shouldn't be difficult.

"Why!"

Sha Ruijin sat down again and sighed to Liu Changsheng and Gao Yuliang beside him in a mocking tone, "Young people are just too competitive and don't know how to maintain friendship in the game."

"However..."

The Lincheng team performed so well that he didn't want to say a second word of criticism. "In the arena, it's all about real skill, and the enthusiastic cheers from the fans are the best proof of that."

"Their technique may not be fully developed, but their youthful vigor—fighting for every ball and treating every opponent as the ultimate goal—is something we should really learn from!"

Liu Changsheng and Gao Yuliang smiled noncommittally. Oh no, this time the rat poison really worked.

"You're right, aren't you, Governor Zhiyuan?"

The two men's lack of cooperation clearly failed to satisfy Sha Ruijin. He turned to look to the side, but Lin Zhiyuan's seat was already empty. "Hmm? Where's Governor Zhiyuan?"

Could they have been driven away?

If that's true, that would be fantastic.

"Executive Director Lin left around the 30th minute of the first half."

Tong Li replied.

He never expected that Shajiabang's first major victory against the provincial government faction would not come from a carefully planned interview program, but from the Hanchao Football League, which was personally planned by Lin Zhiyuan.

Tsk tsk tsk…

Who can say for sure what fate has in store?

"Honey, they're bullying me!"

In a corner of the stadium, Lin Zhiyuan, who was being nagged, hugged the girl from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and complained pitifully.

Although I was prepared to finish last when I chose the Iwata team, suffering a humiliating 5-0 defeat at halftime was still a first for me.

"Senior, be good!"

Yan Yan stroked the man's chin with her finger, as if petting a kitten or puppy. "The Yantai team is going to lose, but the city football league you personally planned is still a great success. Look! The Yantai team's coaching staff is still giving the players tactical instructions, and the fans are cheering them on. Listen to that flag-waving guy; he's practically screaming himself hoarse."

"Compared to the players' perseverance, the fans' understanding and encouragement, and the league's influence, are winning and losing really that important?"

That's what they say, and that's what they think.

Lin Zhiyuan felt quite upset that the team he had bet on had lost so badly and he was being ridiculed. The junior schoolmate didn't even try to comfort him. Did he want to hear some grand advice?

Lin Zhiyuan reached out and pinched the crystal-clear, jade-like ear; it felt really nice.

"Stop fooling around."

Yan Yan slapped the phone away impatiently. "If you don't want to lose so badly, go cheer on the Yantai team members. Aren't you usually quite the smooth talker?"

"I need to go and oversee the work of the task force."

Yan Yan pushed away the boneless senior, her chin slightly raised. Sunlight streamed through the glass of the roof, illuminating her small face, making her seem to glow. She smiled sweetly and whispered, "Senior likes to pinch my ears? I'll work overtime tonight, so you can pinch them as much as you want."

"Forehead…"

Lin Zhiyuan gasped. He knew he shouldn't have acted so impulsively. But overtime was work, and his priority now was to make the Yantai team lose in a more respectable way.

Exit the passage.

"Executive Director Lin!"

Lu Yangshan, who had been searching everywhere for someone to atone for his sins, felt that heaven had finally smiled upon him after all his efforts.

"Let's go check on the Yantai team."

Lin Zhiyuan said directly, and Lu Yangshan, who originally wanted to make some excuses, could only shut up in frustration. He had only mentioned the betting to add some hype to the league.

As a result, Yang Wanli tricked him at the last minute. Haha, that bastard will remember this grudge.

"Governor Lu!"

The coach, who was still strategizing in the locker room, immediately stopped talking when he saw Lu Yangshan arrive. He was uneasy, wondering if Lu Yangshan was disgusted by their poor performance and was going to disqualify them from the competition.

No!

This coach, who was unwanted by professional sports teams, finally found a new job opportunity.

"Coach Luo, this is Executive Director Lin."

Lu Yangshan explained, "Executive Director Lin is very concerned about the Yantai team and came here specifically to check on the situation."

"Hello, Executive Director Lin!"

Coach Luo rubbed his hands together. He was only able to see Lu Yangshan because he had become the team's coach. He rarely saw members of the provincial party committee, so he was inevitably nervous and his palms were sweating.

"Don't be nervous, let me check on the players."

Lin Zhiyuan smiled and waved to the players around him, signaling them to come closer.

Coach Luo's heart skipped a beat.

Is Executive Director Lin trying to personally provide guidance? Isn't this just an amateur instructing an expert?

Coach Luo wanted to stop it, lest the already weak Yantai team become even more helpless, but a strange thought also lingered in his mind.

If even with Executive Director Lin's guidance, we still can't win, then we can't blame him.

But the idea had barely formed in his mind.

The perfect explanation was ruthlessly shattered.

"The football environment in Yantai is not as good as in other sister cities, but I watched the first half of the game and you played well. I'm not talking about your technique, but about your fighting spirit on the field, never giving up and never admitting defeat."

"Especially this young comrade guarding the gate, he has the air of one man guarding the pass against ten thousand."

Lin Zhiyuan reached out and gave him a high five.

After giving the high five, the young man stared blankly at his palm, feeling a little embarrassed by the praise. He had just been kicked into five goals by the goalkeeper in the first half.

It is very likely that on the opening day, it will set a shameful record that will be difficult for later generations to break.

"But I think you can play even better."

PS: Writing about fun football