Chapter 583 The Beginning
"The game has started!"
Jin Fei said with a smile, placing his own Zizai Liangcha in front of him: "The audience friends who can watch this group match live today are truly fortunate, one bottle of Zizai Liangcha for each person!"
"I really hope the Yangyangyang team can enter the main competition, so we can keep drinking this beverage."
Jin Fei dared not say too much about this kind of soft advertisement. It was only because it was a group match. If a product that was not sponsoring the game was played during the main competition, it would definitely result in a fine.
But in the time it took to say these two sentences, the situation on the field had already undergone a shocking reversal!
Zhou Dalang was the oldest among the wolf children and was given the position of captain. He was also the most important striker on the field.
The moment the football landed, Zhou Dalang's tensed legs exploded like a whistling arrow, charging straight for the football.
Shi He, the striker for the Qihai team, did not take the wolf children in front of him seriously. He didn't know where a group of children came from, and dared to participate in such a large competition after only seven days of training. He admired them, but this was a competition.
There was only winning or losing!
"Brothers, bear with it, don't let it become a double-digit score!"
Shi He's smile had not yet disappeared when a tall figure appeared before him.
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of football boots hitting the football was like a dense drumbeat, passing by his ears.
And that tall figure had already disappeared.
Shi He didn't even see the other person's face clearly!
"Damn! Shi He, what are you doing!"
A teammate beside him shouted, and Shi He was startled awake from his shock!
He had been dribbled past!
After Shi He reacted, his face immediately turned red.
He had been playing football since he was a child, for a total of twenty-five years. Even when facing professional teams, he had never encountered the situation today.
The average age of the Yangyangyang team players was ten years younger than him, yet he had no reaction when the opponent dribbled past him.
Shi He's face turned red, and he had only one feeling: humiliation!
He had lost face!
Shi He immediately turned to chase the ball, but when he saw that the Yangyangyang team player was already more than ten body lengths ahead of him with the ball, his foot twisted, and he directly fell to the ground.
Everything happened in the time it took Jin Fei to say two sentences.
Jin Fei also immediately got into character: "Pass! Dribble! Back pass!"
"Shoot!"
"Goal!"
"The first goal of this group match has been scored!"
Jin Fei quickly scanned the information and shouted, standing up: "It's the Yangyangyang team! Player number five! Zhou Wulang!"
"In just twenty seconds!"
"My God, this is the fastest goal in football history! Director, quickly show us the replay!"
Jin Fei, at the commentary desk, had gone mad. He felt as if his brain had separated from his mouth; his words were merely subconscious utterances.
A doubt slowly arose in his heart: had this Yangyangyang team really only trained for seven days?!
And his mouth could not help but ask the question.
The referee on the field also did not react immediately. It was only ten seconds after the goal that he hurriedly blew his whistle.
Silence. The entire stadium was silent.
Many people had not even paid attention to the game on the field, but were chatting with those around them.
But when the commentator's voice spread throughout the stadium, everyone stopped their actions and their idle chatter.
"A goal! Good!"
"Chen Yang! The children have scored!"
A woman's voice was like a fuse being lit.
With a roar, the entire stadium erupted in an unbelievable clamor the next second.
"How is this possible, a goal! Did any of you see it clearly? How was the goal scored?"
"Fixed match? Playing a fixed match in front of so many people? How much did this Chen Yang spend?"
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Facing the angry shouts of the audience, Jin Fei shouted the moment the replay came on: "The replay is out, everyone please look at the big screen!"
The screen showed images from several fixed angles.
The audience in the stadium, including the live broadcast's bullet comments, all stopped. Everyone was intently watching the replay.
The Yangyangyang team's number one striker charged forward first. When the number one striker got the ball, the Qihai team's Shi He was still standing in place, like a stone sculpture, not knowing what he was thinking.
In the replay, Shi He looked like an idiot, but even Shi He himself had no time to look at himself.
Because the Yangyangyang team's number one striker had already dribbled past.
The opponent even cautiously passed the ball to the winger for a pass, as if afraid Shi He would snatch the ball away.
After the Yangyangyang team's number one striker dribbled past, Shi He moved. No, the entire Qihai team moved!
But it was too late!
The number one striker had already approached the Qihai team's defender!
It was the same dribble, but this time, the Yangyangyang team's number one striker did not receive a pass back from his teammate.
Player number five, Zhou Wulang, was already standing at a tricky angle.
Control, shoot, score!
It was done in one smooth motion!
Chen Yang looked at the score and the game time in front of him, a smile rising to his lips: "Don't get excited, the game has only just begun, hasn't it?"
Coach Kachi beside him was beaming, only able to clap his hands to express his emotions.
Compared to the emotions off the field, the Qihai team on the field was filled with fear.
Shi He had a bad start and injured his foot. As he was being carried off, everyone could only hear his mumbling: "They are not human, how can they be so fast, how can they..."
The captain of the Qihai team gathered everyone and, forcefully suppressing his inner fear, shouted: "Are you all not full?"
"Defend properly, don't let them score another goal!"
"They are just a bunch of kids, get your spirits up!"
Under the captain's shout, the players finally regained some confidence.
Two minutes later: "Stop treating them like children. These guys must have been trained secretly abroad. Give me two hundred percent effort! Everyone get moving!"
Seven minutes later: "Defense! Defense! You must defend!"
With each successive goal, the Qihai team's confidence collapsed like a dam, unable to hold back any longer.
A player from the Qihai team lay on the ground, pounding it with all his might: "Wuwuwu, why, why!"
They had never played a match like this before.
The overwhelming, slaughter-like scoring, a terrifying strength that even the top domestic teams had not shown.
Facing the crying players of the Qihai team, Zhou Dalang, standing not far away, was somewhat at a loss.
Jin Fei at the commentary desk had spoken until his throat was dry. Since the first goal, his mouth had not stopped.
Praise, confusion, goals; everything was like a cycle!
At this moment, a shocking scene occurred on the field!