This Is Called Poor Students Class? This Is The Whole Class!

Chu Xiaoran was stunned when he heard Teacher Xu's words.

From top to bottom, everyone has to support their families?

Doesn't this mean that the league is just incidental, and making money is the real thing?

No way?

"Teacher Xu, they...wouldn't be so blatant?"

Chu Xiaoran was puzzled.

He believes that what Teacher Xu said has some truth, but from top to bottom, it is impossible to be completely rotten like this, right?

Xu Jie looked at the two youth football teams warming up in the center of the field, pointed at the Fuqie team in blue jerseys, and said to Chu Xiaoran:

"Look at that Fuqie team, carefully observe the expressions and warm-up movements of those young players."

"Everyone looked haughty, their eyes were high above their heads, and they obviously didn't take their opponents today, the high school team, seriously."

Chu Xiaoran followed the direction that Teacher Xu pointed, squinting and carefully watching the players warming up on the field.

Some are playing flower balls, some are in a daze, and some are chatting and laughing together...

Indeed, as Teacher Xu said, everyone in the Fuqie team displayed a relaxed and comfortable look, or a look of indifference.

He recalled the professionalism shown by those professional players in the five major leagues that he had watched for so many years.

I also remembered the importance of warming up that Teacher Xu had always emphasized to him during this period of time.

Comparing the two sides, he found that the players of the Fuqie team did not pay much attention to this game.

In other words, anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance that they despise their opponents.

Warming up is an important part of a football game.

By warming up, you can move your joints and ligaments and avoid sprains or strains during sudden technical movements.

The Fuqie team didn't even take the warm-up seriously. They obviously felt that they had settled for a professional high school and didn't even need a warm-up.

"Teacher Xu, are they so sure?"

"What if the car overturns?"

Chu Xiaoran asked while watching the regular warm-up of a vocational high school.

Compared with the looseness of the Fuqie team, the one-time high school team on the other side of the court is conducting strict warm-up exercises.

In fact, this is not only respect for the opponent, but also the protection of the players playing on the court.

Chu Xiaoran doesn't quite understand the brain circuits of the coaches and players of the Fuqie team.

Even if it's for the sake of not getting injured, you should take good care of the warm-up before the game, right?

So lazy, really not a human being?

Xu Jie smiled and shook his head, "Although anyone with a discerning eye can see the arrogance of the Fuqie team, to be honest, the possibility of them overturning is very slim."

"Yi Vocational High School, although it is a vocational high school, the school team must have plenty of training time, but compared with a professional football school like the Fuqie team, it is still a bit less interesting."

"You have to know that in a professional football school like theirs, the players have been playing football since they were young. After years of training, even if their talents are mediocre, they are enough to show off in front of ordinary people."

"That's why members of our men's national football team have their tails up to the sky one by one, and they always feel that they are the king of heaven."

"Because ordinary people play football with them, the chances of winning are indeed slim."

"That's also true."

"But they never think about it. If the resources wasted on them were given to people with good talents and good intentions, our Longguo men's football team would have taken off long ago!"

While the two were chatting, the two teams in the center of the field had already formed their formations.

"One side is 433, the other side is 532? Mr. Xu, the styles of the two teams are indeed completely different!"

Seeing the formations of the two teams on the pitch, Chu Xiaoran showed a look of originality.

The 532 formation is a typical defensive counterattack formation with strong defensive capabilities.

The first-time high school team still has self-knowledge, knowing that its own strength is not as good as the Fuqie team, so it took a defensive stance as soon as it came up.

But the Fuqie team does not seem to intend to give them a chance to defend and counterattack!

The 433 formation is the most typical attacking formation, and generally breaks through the sideways to tear apart the enemy's defense.

It is necessary to have star players with strong penetration ability, counter-attack awareness and excellent physical fitness in the team.

In the Fuqie team, it was Mei Yuwen and Huo Sizhuang who played this role.

Mei Yuwen's feet are good.

As the name suggests, Huo Sizhuang has excellent physical fitness.

He is also the boss of another force in the team, and he usually competes with Mei Yuwen.

Whistle, kick-off.

Fuqie team first attack.

Shen Mingyi played in the midfield position. He was Mei Yuwen's No. 2 pony. While organizing the attack with the ball in the midfield, he was looking for the boss Mei Yuwen's position.

Although Yijiao is lacking in strength, it is obvious that it has studied the Fuqie team.

When Mei Yuwen was running, two high-ranking players stuck to his side, preventing him from receiving the ball comfortably.

Mei Yuwen snorted softly, disdainful, and accelerated with a back run, instantly pulling away from the defender.

At the same time, Shen Mingyi made a direct pass, and the football reached Mei Yuwen's feet in no time.

Obviously, the cooperation between the two of them is much tacit than that of the team members with a higher rank, and the kung fu under their feet is indeed very good.

Shen Mingyi passed the ball accurately, and Mei Yuwen received the ball securely.

After receiving the ball, Mei Yuwen didn't stop at all, facing Yijiao's defense directly, and broke through directly.

He actually wanted to go to the meeting alone!

Step on a bicycle and pass one person.

Inward buckling and outward dialing, another person passed.

Pull the ball and turn around, pass another person!

In just a few breaths, Mei Yuwen dribbled the ball into the penalty area of ​​Yijiao Gao.

In front of him, more than half of the defensive force gathered here.

Mei Yuwen smiled contemptuously, and a beautiful scissor kick swayed past the defensive player who rushed forward.

Before the follow-up defensive players arrive, kick and shoot!

The football drew a beautiful arc, from the upper right corner of the goal, rubbed the goalkeeper's fingertips, and flew into the goal!

1:0!

In less than 1 minute!

After Mei Yuwen scored a goal, he performed a backflip triumphantly, and then ran towards the sidelines!

In the stands, Xu Jie watched everything that happened on the field without much expression change.

It seemed that all of this was in his expectation.

"Teacher Xu, it's really like what you said, the gap between the two sides is too big!"

Chu Xiaoran looked at Teacher Xu beside him with admiration.

Before the game started, he made a bet with Mr. Xu, saying that the Fuqie team would definitely pay the price for their contempt.

So the two guessed the time of the first goal.

Chu Xiaoran guessed within five minutes.

As for Mr. Xu, he guessed within 50 seconds!

Today, the first goal has been born, 47 seconds!

Teacher Xu won!

Chu Xiaoran was amazed by such a miraculous guess.

"Before the game started, the final outcome was already doomed."

Xu Jie was not surprised at all.

Of the 65 high schools in Central South, only one vocational high school participated in this competition.

It's not how strong a professional is, but they happen to have a roster of 23 people.

The school team of a vocational high school is basically football lovers who usually enjoy playing football.

It's no problem to play a kick in school or on the field.

But their opponent was someone selected from a professional football school.

Even if everyone came in through the back door through connections, long-term training still made them much stronger than ordinary people.

Want to win the Fuqie team?

Not realistic at all.

Sure enough, as Xu Jie expected, in the following time, there was still an overwhelming massacre on the field.

The final whistle.

A shameful score appeared on the field.

21:0.