Fox in the Penalty Area Chapter 171

　　Zhou Zijing standing on the court, staring at the other man's small forward.

　　 clearly was that he stopped Chen Xingqi at the entrance of the cafeteria and said what he always wanted to say.

　　 But why was this guy the last one to get the limelight?

　　Yes, Zhou Zijing called Chen Xingli's insult on the Internet a "spotlight."

　　 He is not afraid of being scolded by Chen Xing's fans, even he doesn't think it is scolding. He felt that it was a compliment to himself, because he succeeded in angering Chen Xing's stupid fans.

　　 The so-called enemies' anger and boos are their best medals.

　　Zhou Zijing always thinks so.

　　The result did not arrive overnight, and things reversed.

　　 The whole network yelled at the person who shamelessly admitted that he was more powerful than Chen Xingqi, but forgot about him as the initiator...

　　 How can this endure?

　　Now looking at the 14th of Dongchuan Middle School, Zhou Zijing snorted.

　　 Finally, he didn't need to use a gun, he could defeat the **** face-to-face in the quarter-finals of this national competition, telling him that only he was qualified to challenge Chen Xingqi.

As for Chen Xingqi who said that this man is stronger than him... Then he will use the actual performance of this game to tell Chen Xingqi: Although you are good at playing, but your vision is too bad, it is clear that I am the one who is better than you. People!

　　Thinking of this, Zhou Zijing withdrew his eyes and was ready to start the game.

　　The referee whistled and Hu Lai passed the football directly to the backcourt. The quarter-finals of the seventh national competition began!

　　 Chu Yifan stood with his roommates on the stadium stand.

　　 This game is played in the natural grass football field of Nanshan University.

　　 They don't have to go to other schools to watch the game, but they come here from the west district where their dorms and classes are located, and they still have to take the school's special bus.

　　 In order to watch this game, he and his roommates finished lunch, and took the shuttle bus directly to the eastern part of the school.

　　 came to the court more than an hour before the game started.

　　 Although the teams on both sides of the competition had not come yet, many people were already sitting in the stands.

　　 When they came, they also saw that the TV broadcaster was installing camera positions, and there were some people who looked like reporters.

　　As the national competition approaches the finals, the degree of attention is getting higher and higher.

　　 He still remembers the first match between Dongchuan Middle School and Renmin Middle School. Most of the stands were empty.

　　 And now, in the quarter-finals of the national competition, half an hour before the start of the game, the stands are almost full, and more people can only stand on the steps and corridors.

　　 "Oh, the quarter-finals and the first round are really different!" His roommates couldn't help but see this scene with emotion.

　　 "That is, after all, it is the semifinals to win another game, the semifinals."

　　 "Hey, Dachu, did you stop in the quarter-finals last year?"

　　 Chu Yifan nodded.

　　 Last year's national competition, Dongchuan Middle School encountered a shameful and courageous, comeback Shanhai Chongwen Middle School, and finally regretted being out.

　　 "If you can pass the Qingyang High School this time, you still have to meet Chongwen Middle School if you do well in the semi-finals..." Roommates reminded him.

　　 Chu Yifan smiled and shook his head: "I didn't think that far, I can win the opponent in front of me and then..."

　　 seems to prove that his words are the same, the voice has not fallen, and Qingyang, who is attacking, made a shot as soon as he was high.

Zhou Zijing bombarded the door on the edge of the penalty area and let Meng Xi let go when he saved. Fortunately, Mao Xiao responded quickly and quickly kicked the football that fell to his foot directly out of the bottom line, but did not give Qingyang a high supplement. Chance of shooting.

　　 But even so, there was a burst of exclamation in the stands.

　　 "Wow... It seems that this Qingyang High School is really not good to deal with..."

　　 Zhou Zijing, who failed to score a goal, held his head with both hands, which seemed very regrettable.

　　 But he soon turned around to look for Hu Lai and looked at him provocatively.

　　 It's just that Hu Lai didn't even look at him... So he squeezed to the door again to prepare for a corner kick.

　　 Qingyang's high corner kicked out, and Zhou Zijing once again grabbed the opportunity to head the ball in front of the goal, but this time his header went directly high under the interference of Mao Xiao and flew out of the bottom line.

"what--!"

　　Meng Xi was taken aback by the sudden shouting from his side. He turned his head to see Zhou Zijing, the center of the opponent's No.9 center, looking up to the sky.

　　 He gave him a disgusted glance, but the latter didn't realize it, clenched his fists with both hands, turned his teeth and ran away.

"Zhou Zijing is very active. Looking at his performance, it is really hard to believe that this is his first time to participate in the national competition. He scored an amazing 19 goals in the Ningtian provincial qualifier at the end of last year, and won the best Shooter. And now he has brought his crazy scoring goal in the qualifiers to the national competition. In the first two games he has scored five goals and is currently ranked first in the shooter list..."

　　In the cafeteria of the Asian Games Village, Chen Xingli was holding a mobile phone and wearing headphones. He was watching the quarter-finals of Dongchuan Middle School and Qingyang High School through the mobile phone.

　　 There was only some leftovers left in the dinner plate before him. The Dawn High School game kicked off at 7:30 in the evening, so their dinner time was also advanced so that after the meal, there was enough time for the players to digest. And even so, you can't eat too much to avoid indigestion.

　　 This point does not require the head coach or the team leader to remind them that as a team that has won two national championships, everyone knows these common sense.

　　Chen Xing did not eat much for dinner, and now his eyes are fixed on the phone screen.

　　 The game has started for ten minutes, and the score is still 0:0.

　　 Some teammates noticed Chen Xing's move, looked up, and said in surprise: "No, Team Chen? Do you really regard these two people as opponents?"

　　Chen Xingqi raised his head and said, "What if one of them really made it to the final?"

The teammates beside him showed an incredible expression: "How is it possible? If nothing happens next, they will meet Chongwen Middle School. No matter whether it is Dongchuan Middle School or this Qingyang High School, it is impossible to pass Chongwen Middle School. The last Dongchuan Middle School was eliminated by Chongwen Middle School..."

　　Chen Xingqi thought for a while and then nodded, "You are right. But anyway, it is also idle, just look at it."

　　 Teammates thought for a while and thought the captain was right, so they joined together and continued to watch the game. When Chen Xing saw it, he took off the headset and changed it to an external speaker.

　　 Only watched for a few minutes, the teammate exclaimed: "This Qingyang high attack is really fierce, is that Zhou Zijing?"

At the same time, the speaker's voice came from the mobile phone speaker: "... Qingyang Yigao just finished another shot, their center Zhou Zi made a header, and the ball was shot by Dongchuan Middle School goalkeeper Meng Xi Hold it directly in your arms..."

　　 "Yeah." Chen Xing lost. "This Zhou Zijing does have two brushes, no wonder people can be ranked first in the shooter list."

　　 "Team Chen, do you have a sense of ambition? He is your competitor on the shooter list..."

　　 "What's wrong with this? The golden boots won't be exaggerated if someone praises others." Chen Xingqi shrugged. "Furthermore, whether he can continue to go down is not necessarily."

　　 "I think the momentum of Qingyang Yigao is difficult to say. If Zhou Zijing can continue his previous state, maybe Dongchuan Middle School will be eliminated?" Teammates have different opinions.

　　 Facing everyone's different opinions, Chen Xingqi did not refute, but smiled and continued to watch the game.

　　Everyone is talking, and the game ahead will not stop for a moment.

　　Qingyang Yigao launched the attack again. This time their attack hit the left side of the frontcourt. When the left defender who assisted the front tried to single out the right defender Wang Junchao of Dongchuan Middle School, the football was broken by the latter.

　　 After successfully breaking the ball, Wang Junchao handed over the football to Chen Rui, who rushed forward!

　　 Chen Rui passed the football to the nearest Xia Xiaoyu.

　　 Faced with the rushing Qingyang high players, Xia Xiaoyu passed the football to Tang Yuan on the sidelines.

　　 After passing the ball, he turned around and continued to move forward. Tang Yuan waited for him to turn and passed the football diagonally to the front of his run.

　　 Two by one, the attack of Dongchuan Middle School quickly passed through the midfield and went straight to Qingyang's high backcourt!

　　 The cheers in the stands suddenly increased, and also interrupted the discussion of the Dawn High School players in front of the table.

　　Everyone turned their eyes to the small mobile phone screen there.

　　 "Dongchuan Middle School's chance to fight back!"

　　 After receiving the pass from Tang Yuan, Xia Xiaoyu did not hesitate and took it straight to the opponent's penalty area.

　　At the same time, both Tang Yuan and Wang Junchao were running on the sidelines, leaving Qingyang Yigao's left back behind.

　　Because the Qingyang one high midfielder who rushed forward was overplayed by Xia Xiaoyu and Tang Yuan's two-on-one, another Qingyang one high midfielder slashed back and wanted to catch up with Xia Xiaoyu.

　　 Qingyang's high defense line also quickly adjusted, the left center defender quickly rushed to the path of Xia Xiaoyu's ball forward-that is, the left rib of the big penalty area.

　　 And the right center defender, the team captain Wu Xiaodong collected to the middle road, and at the same time did not forget to look at the situation behind him-Dongchuan Middle School's No. 14 striker and two people in front of No. 9 rushed to the penalty area at the same time. But fortunately, the team's right back has quickly recovered to the middle, and the defense is in place. The defense problem of the middle is not big...

　　 After confirming this, he turned his eyes to Xia Xiaoyu's side.

　　 Qingyang's high-back player finally caught up with Xia Xiaoyu, but he didn't dare to rush out. He could only post it and try to push him to the side.

　　Under his interference, Xia Xiaoyu was indeed forced to go to the sideline. But he split the football out before the opponent caught himself, and gave Wang Junchao who had already inserted at high speed!

　　 Dongchuan Middle School's right-back Wang Junchao started from the backcourt and ran all the way. At this time, he had already pressed onto the corner of a large restricted area in Qingyang!

　　 This is the full-back assists that appeared in the Anton Cup many times. Under the strong physical support, the full-back of Dongchuan Middle School has such a brave forward insertion!

　　 Even in high school football games, physical fitness is the most important thing. Because high school students have a faster rhythm and more mistakes in football, they need to frequently switch between offense and defense. If their physical fitness is not good, they can't play for less than 80 minutes at all...

　　 Seeing Xia Xiaoyu passing football to Wang Junchao, the cheers on the stands have grown louder.

　　 Qingyang Yigao's left central defender, who was standing in front of Xia Xiaoyu, quickly turned around and rushed to Wang Junchao. At the same time, he finally caught up with Xia Xiaoyu's Qingyang Yigao waist.

　　 Wu Xiaodong, who was also back in defense, noticed that there was a huge empty space behind his teammates and in front of himself. If Wang Junchao passed the ball again after this time, wouldn't it be dangerous?

　　Thinking of this, Wu Xiaodong turned his head to the left again, wanting to confirm the position of the Dongchuan Middle School forward who rushed to the front~www.mtlnovel.com~No. 14 Hu Lai.

　　 But he turned his head so scared that almost all his hair stood up-he didn't see the figure of number 14!

　　 "This ball is there!" Chen Xingqi patted the table.

　　 The edge of the screen, Hu Lai, who had rushed to the front in one breath, suddenly stopped suddenly, flashing behind Wu Xiaodong!

　　Wu Xiaodong turned his head to the left, just not seeing Hu Lai who was already in his blind spot.

　　 Almost at the same time, Wang Junchao did not stop the ball, but took advantage of Qingyang's high defense line before closing the door. He kicked the football slash to the empty space that everyone saw.

　　Hulai ran across the sky to the sky!

　　 Wu Xiaodong, who was defending him, was obviously slower. When he rediscovered Hu Lai, the latter had already squeezed in front of him, and then lifted his right leg against the flying football!

　　 Shot!

　　 Football flies back!

Although a tall goalkeeper in Qingyang suddenly shot out when Hu Lai flashed to the front point, he blocked the shooting angle, but in the face of this close shot, his response still failed to keep up... …

　　 Before he waved his football, he crossed the top of his head, and when he fully lifted his arm, the ball had flown into the goal of Qingyang High!

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