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Fifty-three Riding a Dragon and Two Stars Watching a Tiger Fight

At 9:55 p.m., the cool breeze was blowing in the main stadium of Nanxi Qianmo University. The two sides sang "Song of the Dragons", completed the handshake and picking sides, and began to form formation.

After prior consultation, the grassroots team was not sent to wear Crystal Sports copycat blue, and Li Xiabing, who was still the goalkeeper, wore Colo-Colo copycat red. Yue Xia was particularly eye-catching among the starting 11. First of all, he was the strongest boy.

Secondly, he wears the captain's armband, and thirdly, he wears the number 1, which looks super cool.

Final Fantasy wears the Spanish national team's home red, which is the fundamental reason why the grass team wants to avoid wearing Crystal Sports blue.

Pu Jiu glanced worriedly: "Can Director Yue do it?"

He scratched it and smiled angrily: "This seems to be the question I asked during today's morning exercise, right?"

Pu Jiu knew that there was no solution now, and it had to be done even if it worked, and it had to be done if it didn't work, so he asked: "In terms of the five levels, which one is Yue Xia?"

"When the tactical effect is maximized, there is nothing wrong with him being strong in the first gear, but in terms of actual combat power, he is extremely weak in the second gear."

Park Jiu automatically filtered the first half, thinking that we were leading the team with a weak second gear, so he asked: "Where is the opponent, your so-called Final Fantasy entertainment team, which deck is the main deck today?"

He scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "Commander, have you gone crazy? Isn't it okay that I'm wrong? You can't use my heresy as a syllogism."

Pu Jiu became impatient: "Stop talking nonsense! Tell me a few gears!"

He touched it and looked at it carefully and said, "There are two unfamiliar faces, like high school students. Can you check them?"

"Are No. 48 and No. 95?"

He shook his head and asked, "What's the origin?"

"No. 48 is indeed among the 19, and No. 95 is already 40 cents, and has a tender face - okay, you can skip these two people!"

Just as he was about to speak, someone greeted him and said, "Mr. Pa!"

Pa Mo and Pu Jiu looked at him and saw that they were okay. Everyone on the bench was trembling with fright: Ronan! There were four Four Heavenly Kings next to him! They were all here!

He scratched his head and replied with a smile: "Hello, Brother Nan. How many are you going to buy tomorrow, Brother Nan?"

Ronan said: "Then it depends on your team's performance."

The five of them walked directly to the stands. When they were far away, a substitute spat: "The management here is obviously not strict, not to mention that the stands are separated from the stadium. You can't even see the ball clearly. You have to show off."

.”

For the first time, Park Jiu felt that he was a little out of his mind: "Is it good or bad for us for him to come to watch the game with such a big fanfare?"

"Although it is possible, generally speaking, the disadvantages outweigh the advantages. Anyway, the key is to see what trend we have on the scene. If we let others easily widen the score gap at the beginning, they themselves, who are waiting to watch the joke, will not be able to sit still.

"

Pu Jiu has been following for so long, but he has mastered the basic tricks: "If someone stares at you and bites you, you will definitely not be able to lose this person, so he will throw the main force up, use the shortest time to widen the gap and then change

Next—I’m going too far, let’s get back to it and talk about the starting position!”

"The goalkeeper is what they will use tomorrow. Each of the three lines has a main force. Except for the one who plays center, who seems to be their boss, and this person is a bit weak, they are all still at the weak second level."

Pu Jiu smiled bitterly: "That means you totally failed in this game, right?"

During today's morning practice, I solemnly introduced Coach Yue's coaching qualifications, and everyone was in awe.

The entire one-hour training was led by him. Everyone felt an unprecedented sense of reality, which made them extremely fulfilled: This is like playing football! Suddenly we felt so professional!

Director Yue changed the so-called all-purpose formation of the amateur team from 451 to 541. This time, not only Park Jiu, but also Pamo expressed his objection: "You want the ecstasy egg to play the three central defenders?"

The military advisor, who was originally very excited, found that the person he was preparing to admonish was even more excited than himself, so he was happy to say nothing.

Yue Xia said: "You have forgotten that in the old world, I led their unit's football team in training, and I could still shout for him."

At this moment, facing Pu Jiu's pessimism and despair, he sighed and said: "Yue Xia's command is at least first-rate."

Park Jiu disagreed: If a first-rate conductor is paired with a third-rate performance, it would be better to have a third-rate conductor.

The full-backs directly use Phaeton and Xiaopeng, and Milk Tea becomes one of the three central defenders. The midfielders include Yue Xia himself and Misugi Jun, plus Nagasatsuji Traore and Train Station Kimmich, as well as Cottage Ozil.

Even though I knew he knew about it, I couldn't help but remind him: "Those Sanshan and Ozil are both weak in physical strength. If you want to focus on defense, two more people equals two less people."

"Not necessarily. You'll know after you get it. If it doesn't work, you can change it."

Others thought it was 541, but they couldn't help but take a closer look, and found out that the "1" in front of the ball was probably a defensive midfielder in actual play - none other than Liulichang Van Dijk.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of luck in my heart: Should I trust Yue Xia once? What if the Van Dyke iron tree blooms?

There were many cheerleaders in the stands, all wearing the red uniforms of Spain’s home team. The game was too cruel for our team. In order to escape this cruelty, Park Jiu couldn’t help but look at it more and sincerely praised: "The team culture is very good."

It's really good, there are hundreds of people, there are homemade banners, and there seems to be a unified slogan - the key point is that this is not a formal competition for the first army.

The original intention was to avoid the gap in strength and focus on other people's logistics. But just looking at the atmosphere of support, Park Jiu had no hope at all for today's game.

Ronan and the Four Heavenly Kings looked very out of place here, but even with special equipment, I couldn't find two people in the corner, which didn't match the warm team atmosphere at all.

These two people were also sitting in the front row. They just walked to the corner after entering. When they passed by the Final Fantasy cheerleaders who were linking up today's slogans, the cheerleaders disappeared without even seeing their figures clearly. They didn't care either.

When I came in, I avoided myself and went straight to a secluded corner, thinking that it was two student lovers who were in love.

They are bored, like to watch the excitement, but don’t want to be disturbed by others. Considering such contradictory needs, their choice of coordinates is undoubtedly the most correct. Everyone does their own thing, we are busy, you are in love. But I didn’t take a closer look at these two.

The humans are similar in size, slightly stronger, and both are male.

One of the "hot lovers" said: "Can you see clearly from such a distance?"

Another said: "It won't make it past halftime anyway, so the ball should be flying around here, just right."

The previous one said: "What's there to see in a one-sided rape contest?"

"I originally planned to come alone."

The first man sneered: "Pull him down! Who called me out?"

"Didn't I know that she was going to hunt her down and drag you to rescue her?"

The man was not calm at first: "Is she coming too?"

The other man smiled bitterly and said: "Otherwise, don't you think it's weird for two grown men to sit here together in the middle of the night? Didn't you see that those people just now were wearing colored glasses that convinced us that we were just friends?"

If this wry smile was seen by Yue Xia on the field, he might let the nameless fire burn so much that he lost his mind and took the initiative to find trouble. Maybe he would ignore the long-planned game and run away. Because this person is

Bai Zhu, one of the 11 saviors and his childhood enemy who promised never to appear before his death.

The reinforcement Bai Zhu called was Sharp. He said angrily: "In this case, it's fine if you don't watch."

Bai Zhu smiled and said, "That's not possible. He did such a big thing today, which means he will come back sooner or later. Where will he come back? It's just that this grassroots team didn't send a team."

Sharp was too lazy to pay attention to him and suddenly exclaimed: "Yue Xia! My day, look below."
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