As the forward of the first team, Li Zhiqun worked hard to find opportunities to score goals in the penalty area of the second team.
But when he turned around, he saw Hu Lai beside him, which shocked him.
"Why are you here?!" he shouted.
"Why can't I be here?" Hu Lai looked innocent.
"You are a defender, what are you doing here?"
"The full-back assists!"
Hearing Hu Lai's words, Li Zhiqun was very angry: "The full-back assists? You have already rushed to the door. Are there any full-backs like you who assist?"
Hu Lai couldn't tell Li Zhiqun that the system had assigned him the task of performing a hat trick, but he couldn't find a reason. He raised his chest and raised his head and said confidently: "I am a defender with a knife!"
"..." Li Zhiqun almost choked. God, he is a guard with a knife! Is he wearing a nail clipper or a pencil sharpener?
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Li Ziqiang, who was standing on the sidelines, was holding a hard-shell notebook in his hand. There was a table on the notebook. In the table were the names of each player who participated in the assessment. Behind these names were four individual items. Each of these individual items corresponded to one item.
The qualities of players in the game are respectively "tactical awareness level, position performance, offensive and defensive responsibilities, completion of technical actions, game style and psychological state in confrontation situations".
Each individual item is scored ten points, and the total score is forty points, which is the full score for this actual combat assessment. Add in the previous physical fitness and technical scores, and the total score is one hundred points.
On the court, Chu Yifan and Yan Yan were responsible for refereeing, while head coach Li Ziqiang was on the sidelines observing every player taking the exam and then scoring their performance.
The game had just begun, and he couldn't really see much yet, but he found that the second left back player of the first team had abandoned his position many times and rushed into the opponent's penalty area.
He can actually understand this kind of behavior. He must be a person who wants to be a forward and score goals to gain favor, but he is placed in the defender position, so he is not willing to let it go and wants to use goals to strive for high scores.
But it's a pity that when you evaluate a player's overall performance in a game, you don't just look at the goals scored.
He did not tell the players his scoring basis, because he did not want the players to score high in a targeted manner.
Only in this way can you see a person's true performance on the court.
From the current point of view, the No. 2 seems to have determined that as long as he can score goals, he can get high scores in the game, so he abandons his position and rushes to the front court again and again, hoping to score goals.
He didn't know that this was exactly the wrong thing to do. Everyone has their own responsibilities. Since they are defenders, they must do their job well. The scoring standards for defenders are completely different from those for forwards. It does not mean that they can score goals.
He is a good defender.
Thinking of this, Li Ziqiang shook his head slightly, and then found the name of the second number of the first team in the notebook.
Hu Lai.
Li Ziqiang couldn't help but smile when he saw this name. He really lives up to his name and is very good at playing tricks...
But the price for messing around is
Li Ziqiang scored zero points in the column of "positional offensive and defensive responsibilities completed".
Then he raised his head and set his sights on the court again, continuing to observe the players. Soon he focused on Luo Kai, No. 10 of the second team.
He had already heard about this most powerful newcomer in the first year of high school, so he would naturally pay more attention to it.
In this half-hour test match, Luo Kai also performed very well.
Less than five minutes into the game, he had already scored a goal.
That goal created a huge storm in the stands, and the screams of countless girls echoed through the sky.
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"He is handsome and has great football skills. If I want to be at this level, I also love football. I love it to death, ha!" Song Jiajia in the stands laughed when he saw this scene.
"Look at Hu Lai again. That kid is jumping up and down, running around, and can't even touch the ball. He's like a clown..."
Song Jiajia pointed at Hu Lai in the field and smiled.
Hu Lai seems to have made up his mind to settle in the opponent's penalty area. Whenever there is an attack, he will appear there, acting more like a forward than a forward.
Li Qingqing did not agree with Song Jiajia's opinion.
At first, like Song Jiajia, she thought Hu Lai was running around blindly and was worried about Hu Lai. Of course she knew how her father would use to score everyone's performance in the game.
Hu Lai, who obviously plays as a full-back but rushes towards the opponent's goal at the beginning of the game, will definitely not be approved by his father. Putting aside other things, just for this performance, Li Qingqing
It is conceivable that Hu Lai will not be selected for the school team...
However, as Hu Lai entered the opponent's penalty area again and again, Li Qingqing's expression changed.
"No, he's not running around." Li Qingqing said to Song Jiajia.
"Isn't this running around? In my opinion, he is just like a headless fly." Song Jiajia snorted.
"It looks like he was running around because he couldn't touch the ball, right?" Li Qingqing asked.
"Otherwise? You can't even touch the ball. What's this other than running around?"
"It's not Hulay's problem that he can't touch the ball, it's his teammates' problem that they don't pass the ball to him."
When Song Jiajia heard what Li Qingqing said, she turned to look at her and said in disbelief: "So it's all your teammates' fault?"
Unexpectedly, Li Qingqing nodded and said in a very affirmative tone: "Well, it's my teammates' fault."
When she said this, she glanced at the court. At this time, it was the first team's turn to attack, and sure enough, Hu Lai rushed to the front again.
When the first team's offense was developing to the right, Hu Lai had already rushed into the second team's penalty area.
He ran to an open space and stopped, then raised his arms high to signal his teammates to pass the ball to him.
Seeing Hu Lai take his place, Li Qingqing's eyes lit up in the stands, but soon dimmed.
Because no one passed the football over and no one looked at him, the football was passed to Li Zhiqun.
Li Zhiqun failed to catch the ball. There was a defensive player beside him before catching the ball. So after the ball was passed, he was hit by the opponent's defensive player. Li Zhiqun lost his balance and naturally lost possession of the ball.
The first team's attack ends here.
The football was quickly passed to Luo Kai amidst huge cheers and screams. While receiving the ball, Luo Kai used his body to brush away the players from the first team who were trying to grab the ball, and drove the ball towards the first team's goal.
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At this moment, Luo Kai became the biggest focus of the audience. Even Li Ziqiang turned his attention to him, with some vague expectations in his heart, looking forward to his next performance.
Li Qingqing was one of the few people who didn't keep her eyes on Luo Kai. She was still staring at Hu Lai.
Hu Lai is also running back, but with his speed it may be difficult to catch up with the football.
Li Qingqing's head turned slightly as Hu Lai ran, like a sunflower chasing the sun.
One moment he held his head high, his tongue hanging out, and the next moment he lowered his head and rushed forward.
When Hu Lai appeared in the right position for the first time, Li Qingqing thought he was fooled, but when he appeared in the right position again and again, she knew it was not Hu Lai's bad luck.
Song Jiajia, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but sigh heavily: "Oh, Hu Lai really has no talent for playing football..."
Li Qingqing looked at Hu Lai and answered him: "No, he does."
"He has?" Song Jiajia looked at Li Qingqing doubtfully.
"Um."
"What talent? A talent for comedy?"
Li Qingqing shook his head, "Hu Lai knows where the goal is. This is his talent."
"Where is the goal? I know it too, isn't the goal right there?" Song Jiajia said, pointing to the goal on the court.
Li Qingqing did not answer his questions this time. Her eyes were firmly fixed on the somewhat embarrassed figure. Before he could reach the full-back position, Luo Kai had already broken through and scored from the center.
Deafening cheers and screams erupted from the stands again.
Amidst the cheers, Luo Kai waved his hands gently, seeming to be used to all this.
In Li Qingqing's sight, the figure stopped and leaned down, holding his knees with both hands and breathing heavily.
Under that dazzling light, he was so inconspicuous.