House Management Chapter 569: Reverse

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"Damn! I'm not mistaken. Yihua was beaten by the Taoist team." "The Taoist team is too fierce. Looking at this strength, it shouldn't be the bottom of the National League." "Who knows, maybe Our home arena is very angry." "Our Guangming Town is also the home of the devil!" "Yes, yes, it will become the home of the devil if it doesn't work."...

The fans started to talk, suddenly, no one knows who came, "Come on without being a Taoist temple!"

This voice is good and immediately ignited the atmosphere of the audience. Most of them here are from Guangming Town. They used to support Yihua. Now I see that Wudang Taoist Temple is so vigorous and the home is here again. The truth is not supported.

Everyone yelled loudly, "Come on Wudang Taoist Temple!" "Don't Stop Taoist Temple! Come on Wudang Taoist Temple!" "Old Egg, Xiong!" "Fuck his daughter!" Hard tying! Don’t be shy!" "Greeting! Gale!" "Wudang! Wudang!" "Bright!" "Bright!" "Explosive species! Explosive species!" "Wudang bounce!"... .

The sound of cheering is all kinds, and I don't know where there are so many foreign places in Guangming Town. There are any slogans!

And the sound is wave after wave.

Hearing these cheering sounds, the players who are not in power seem to be more energetic. They have completely pressed Zhenhai Yihua in the penalty area and beat them wildly, with the ball flying around. To be honest, that means the footwork is too bad, otherwise, this effort can make two or three.

Meng Xing'er was also a little confused, "this...this..."

She couldn't believe that the team that was being pressed by the opponent was her own. In the National Super League, I did not say that I was so pressed and beaten. Why did I play against a national team today and be so pressed like this.

Kong Shujie smiled faintly, and said gloatingly: "I thought it was a very boring game, but I didn't expect it to be like this. Interesting, really interesting... It seems that the current victory or defeat is real. It's hard to say..."

Meng Xing'er was naturally unwilling to show weakness, and said coldly: "I think their physical strength is about the same. How long can they be pressed, it is estimated that it will be three or two minutes. At that time, a counterattack will completely collapse their confidence! "

"It's just someone who looks more tired, like Zhenhai Yihua." Shangguan Ning said lightly.

"We still have three places for substitutions that are useless. We won't lose in this battle." Meng Xing'er still firmly believes that his team will not lose to a national champion.

You must know that the Football Association Cup is a knockout system. If you lose this game, you will be completely brought down. Meng Xing'er's goal this year is to get a trophy. The Football Association Cup is one of them. Compared with the league being ruled by Southern Capital Heng II, the championship of the Football Association Cup can be easier.

Being eliminated is small and face greater. It is really shameful to be eliminated by such a team in the first round of the FA Cup.

"I said Zhang Yu would definitely win. Seeing that, the Taoist team is holding a hand." "I think so too. The ten million seems to be a win."... The two girls, Xiao Jiejie and Fang Tong, were chattering. Seeing that the situation was good, they were full of energy.

Jiang Yuting next to him said disapprovingly: "I think it's the last wave of flashbacks. Soon the Taoist team will have no energy, and how long can it be held. If you gain power, you will not score. After a while, I will have to let Yihua fight back. ."

"Just what you think." "Isn't it, I don't want something good." Fang Tong and Xiao Jiejie said in the same way.

The second daughter today is called a concerted effort.

Here is just a bickering, there is no tension.

In the district leader's seat, although no one spoke, the atmosphere was quite solemn.

Wen Qiong watched the morale of the Taoist team, but didn't score goals, she was anxious. If you don't take into account your identity, it is estimated that you have to shout like fans.

Fu Senbo was also confused. He secretly said in his heart, what the **** is going on, isn't Zhenhai Yihua a top-level team, can't see where it is strong now? On the contrary, the Taoist team looked quite strong.

Seeing that Fu Senbo was under great pressure, Xin Chuanli quickly said with relief: "I think the Taoist team is just the end of the crossbow, and can't hold on for two minutes. When this wave of offensive ends, I will stop cooking. The game must be ruled by Zhenhai Yihua. !"

Wen Qiong didn't understand. He looked at Qiao Guoding next to him. Qiao Guoding didn't know much about football, but he still said: "Now that the strength is obvious, Zhenhai Yihua can't stop it. I think the Taoist team will win! "

"Do you understand the ball?" Xin Chuanli came.

At this moment, the audience suddenly burst into thunderous shouts, "Come in!" "Come in!" "Wudang Niu X!" "It's a tie!" "The devil is at home!" "Come in!" Wudang Niu X!" "Wudang come on!" "Guangming Town, come on!" "Turn Yihua!" "Reverse him!"...

Wen Qiong and Fu Senbo can tell without having to look at it. This is a goal by the Taoist team.

"Okay!" Wen Qiong slapped his thigh fiercely, and finally couldn't help shouting this time.

She then glanced at Fu Senbo's side, and said lightly: "Who does not understand the ball?"

Fu Senbo's complexion is ugly.

Originally, the Taoist temple and the stadium have been caught. As long as the Taoist temple team talks about it, they will talk about it when they go back. It's great now, it turned out to be so. They did a good job of football, and even Zhenhai Yihua won. For the time being, it is a business card, then there must be nothing to say.

Xin Chuanli was a little embarrassed, but still said: "This is a knockout game. Yihua will never sit and watch the first round and be eliminated. I guess, he will have to be replaced soon."

Sure enough, Zhenhai Yihua immediately made substitution adjustments after losing the ball. And this time, they changed two at once. One is a midfielder who strengthens to let go, and the other is a winger who is ready to strengthen the counterattack speed.

At this moment, there is more than one person with a sinking face. It was Meng Xing'er with a darker face.

She simply couldn't accept the fact that the team was in a two-goal lead and let others equalize continuously. What's more serious is that, as a traditional tycoon who was crushed by the National A relegation team, his own players are all eating dry food! Where is my face going?

"Xing'er, I didn't expect that you Yihua would be so embarrassed, even if you were reversed and evened, and you are still in a hard fight. There are still twenty minutes, and it is hard to say who wins and who loses." Kong Shujie smiled Hehe said.

His tone was obviously gloating.

"Now that it has changed, I don't believe in watching the team and dare to be so big, and I don't believe that they still have this physical strength to **** it!" Meng Xinger gritted his teeth.

"Even if they don’t have the strength to lose, it’s okay. It’s just a pity that your warm-up plan has been ruined. You originally wanted to play five or six, but now it’s good to be able to win a small goal. Next week is our Zhenhai Derby, it seems that our town and port are going to take advantage." Kong Shujie said with a smile again.

Hearing this, Meng Xing'er's heart trembled, isn't it? Originally a casual game, you only need to send a substitute to win and prepare for the Zhenhai Derby next week.

Now it's alright, the old man had to slaughter the Taoist team and demanded that the main force be sent to the battle. I thought that the battle was resolved in the first half, but the result was reversed and equalized, and the team was in a bitter battle. In this way, how to prepare for the Zhenhai Derby next week, physical strength will inevitably suffer.