Chapter 156 It’s just Chen Jinzhi’s mission
Xu Yang insisted on taking Su Chengyi to warm up again.
"I was already active when I just came over."
"No, you still have to stretch just in case."
Xu Yang has already started Did stretching exercises.
"Those who know know that you are going to take penalty kicks, but those who don't know think you are going to fight Mortal Kombat."
Han Bing wrapped his school uniform jacket around his head, looking like a gangster.
"Have you been stung by a bee? You'll know when you kick one later. I'll beat you up and eat shit."
Xu Yang held the football and laughed at Han Bing's appearance.
Han Bing slapped it down hard, and the football he was holding on his chest rolled down to the lawn and was stepped on by Su Chengyi.
"Hahaha, why didn't I realize you have some basketball talent before?"
Xu Yang was not annoyed and was still joking.
Zhou Kairong ran over with a whistle in his mouth to signal that the game could start.
Su Chengyi nodded, made a circle with his left foot, lifted the toe of his right foot, and the football was lifted from the ground. He pushed his knee and caught it steadily.
“I’ll go, there’s something wrong with your pilling.”
Zhou Kairong blew the whistle several times.
“Coach, I want to learn this.”
Chu Qingmian’s eyes lit up and she seemed to be very interested in this fancy technique.
"Xu Yang, can you do this?"
Han Bingpi asked with a smile.
"Yes! Of course such a handsome guy can kick the ball! I'll show it to you in a while, Mr. Yi."
Xu Yang quickly grabbed Su Chengyi's shoulders and led him to the penalty spot,
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"Teach me quietly later."
"You don't know how?"
Su Chengyi was a little confused. He thought this was a very basic ball-taking action.
"I only know how to"
Xu Yang quietly turned around and glanced at Han Bing's position, then clamped the ball between his feet and jumped on the spot.
"Simple and crude."
"Well, it is indeed not very elegant."
Su Chengyi was amused.
"So I asked you to teach me!"
The two were still talking to themselves, and the audience had started cheering. Only then did they realize that they had reached the penalty spot.
"They are all people who know how to play football. I won't go into details about the rules. Come on, guess whether it's heads or tails."
Zhou Kairong took out a one-yuan coin from his pocket. Throw it up and cover the back of your hand.
“I guess the word!”
Xu Yang immediately answered first.
"Flower."
Su Chengyi doesn't care, the probability of tossing a coin is the same anyway. And kicking first and then kicking is the same for him.
Zhou Kairong took away the hand covering the coin and read the word.
“Hahahaha, Mr. Yi, I will choose first!”
Xu Yang immediately laughed proudly.
"Okay."
Su Chengyi nodded casually.
“I’ll kick first.”
Xu Yang thought for a while, although there are advantages to kicking first and then kicking later, but the idea is that it’s easy to get nervous when there are many people, so it’s better to start by yourself. Go into battle and give him a try.
Zhou Kairong put the goalkeeper's gloves on Su Chengyi and led him to the goal gate.
“You can stand freely on the goal line. You can move on the goal line before the opponent shoots. You can only leave the goal line when the opponent shoots.”
“I know the rules.”
Su Chengyi tightened the elastic band of his gloves.
Zhou Kairong smiled and said:
"OK, then as Xu Yang's teammate, let me give you some important inside information. Xu Yang's habit of taking penalty kicks is"
"Hey!! What did the referee say!"
< br>Xu Yang danced his hands angrily twelve yards away.
"Hahahaha, you are a school team penalty kicker and you compete with others in taking penalty kicks. How about I reveal some information?"
Zhou Kairong has completely lost his refereeing principles.
"You may not be able to pounce if you know your habits, so get ready to start."
Su Chengyi has no intention of knowing his opponent's habits.
Penalty kicks are actually more about psychological warfare, and footwork only accounts for a small part. The key is to test the psychological quality.
The key to scoring a penalty kick is whether you can withstand the pressure of the goalkeeper and the audience and kick the ball to the right position.
Basically all football superstars have famous moments of missing penalty kicks.
For example, in the summer of 1994, Roberto Baggio's lonely back was in sharp contrast to the wildly celebrating Samba fans in front of him. It can be called a world-class painting.
As soon as this is mentioned, Su Zelang will start sighing and hating the unfair fate.
The referee was going through the process and talking to Xu Yang about the final rules. Su Chengyi stood in front of the goal and raised his hand to feel the range he could control.
He had never stood in this position before, and it felt a little strange for a while.
As Xu Yang stepped forward and placed the ball on the white spot on the lawn, the surrounding spectators also held their breath.
Su Chengyi watched Xu Yang take a few steps back and stand with his hands on his hips.
It seems that Xu Yang has a lot of experience as a penalty kicker for the school team. While waiting for the referee to blow the whistle, he kept looking away to avoid looking at himself.
However, Su Chengyi only knows some theoretical knowledge about goalkeeping. For example, the conventional way of judging a penalty kick is to judge which side to shoot based on the direction of the shooter's supporting foot.
But experienced shooters often seize on this to confuse the goalkeeper.
It seems that whether he can save or not depends on his luck. Just as Su Chengyi was thinking this, Zhou Kairong's whistle blew.
As he expected, Xu Yang ran forward for two steps and then paused briefly.
Su Chengyi's center of gravity has moved to the right. Xu Yang keenly observed this and turned his ankle to the left.
The ball hit the net.
“Does this count as a goal?”
“Yes, good goal! One to zero.”
"Xu Yang's footwork looks like he's a veteran at kicking penalties. I feel like he's a bit bullying."
There was a burst of discussion and cheers from the audience.
Xu Yang took two steps, turned around and took off,
“siuuuu!”
“Brother, although your ball is of good quality, we can score a penalty kick. Don’t celebrate like the world wave?”
Zhou Kairong indicated that the goal was valid and the score was 1:0.
Su Chengyi came over holding the football, took off his gloves and gave them to Xu Yang.
In order not to affect their mentality, the two agreed before starting the game not to communicate during the game.
Su Chengyi held the football in his hand, turned it around, and put it on the penalty spot.
There were girls in the audience immediately cheering, waving ribbons and balloons.
This prop looks familiar. Could it be that it was pulled from the place where the school celebrates its anniversary?
Xu Yang is tall and tall, with long arms and legs. Standing in front of the goal, it feels like there is very little space left.
Su Chengyi completely ignored the technique of "avoiding eye contact with the goalkeeper" and took a few steps back, looking at Xu Yang with calm eyes.
In the end, it was the goalkeeper who was so frightened by what he saw that he looked away first.
It's not that he wants to engage in psychological tactics, it's just that he feels that the other party should not be able to see any effective information from his eyes.
When the whistle blew, Su Chengyi didn't pause at all. He volleyed and hit the center. His main shot was a powerful one that worked wonders.
Xu Yang was misled by his volley and rushed to the right. Unexpectedly, the ball went straight to the center.
The ball was very fast and hit the door frame and reflected into the net. The door frame was shaken by the force of the ball.
The cheers instantly echoed throughout the playground.
Some people in the back row couldn’t see clearly, but they knew the outcome through the reactions in the front row, and they cheered along.
"Seriously, this ball is so cool!"
"It was said on the forum that Su Chengyi doesn't know how to play football. His face must have been swollen from the beating. He has been practicing his footwork for a long time."
“It’s a tie, it looks good now.”
The referee indicated that the goal was valid and the score was 1:1.
Su Chengyi did not do any celebrations, but simply nodded to the referee.
"Can you do it? Don't embarrass our school team."
Zhou Kairong started to have Xu Yang's mentality.
“Get lost, don’t mess with my mind!”
Xu Yang said this, but his eyes couldn’t help but glance towards Han Bing.
Han Bing and Chu Qingmian seemed to be very happy. They were not afraid of the sun. They asked for two cheer sticks from some classmates and waved them.
Standing back in front of the goal again, after experiencing a failure, Su Chengyi became more determined about his plan: to rely on luck to blindly win.
Observing the direction of the supporting foot and the degree of body inclination are of no use to a penalty kick expert like Xu Yang. Instead, it will expose his own flaws. I simply decided that if I pounced, the probability of success would be 50%.
After making up his mind, Su Chengyi lowered his center of gravity and stared at the ball.
Maybe it was because the girl he liked was watching, or maybe Su Chengyi's black hole-like eyes put too much psychological pressure on him. At this time, Xu Yang, as a veteran, felt inexplicably nervous.
Many ways of kicking penalty kicks passed through his mind, but he didn't know which one to choose to achieve 100% success.
The whistle would not wait for him to think carefully before blowing, so Xu Yang had no choice but to repeat his old tricks and confuse the goalkeeper through a short pause.
However, Su Chengyi's reaction was completely different from that of the first ball. He stood still.
Now it comes to Xu Yang himself who panicked and acted in a hurry.
A half-high ball from the left.
This kind of ball is known as the goalkeeper's favorite ball, leaving the goalkeeper with a lot of reaction time and opportunities to adjust his posture.
Su Chengyi made a little prediction and caught the ball steadily.
Although the ball was not of high quality, it still had good power. Su Chengyi felt his palms were numb through his gloves.
After recognizing the situation, there was a burst of cheers from the audience.
“Ah!”
Xu Yang held his head in despair.
"There is still a chance, don't do it, keep a calm attitude."
When he really made a mistake, Zhou Kairong encouraged him seriously.
Xu Yang nodded, but still did not dare to look at Han Bing and walked towards the goal again.
With the experience of the first ball, Su Chengyi's mentality became more calm.
Standing here, in front of him is no longer a bustling playground, but a deserted training ground.
There is no goalkeeper in front of the goal, because the kicking method he practices by himself is to hit the blind corner.
Theoretically, as long as he doesn't make a mistake and kick the ball away, no goalkeeper can save such a tricky and extremely difficult ball.
The whistle blew, and Su Chengyi took off his feet without hesitation just like last time.
Having already lost a goal, Xu Yang held his breath and concentrated on trying to equalize the score on this goal.
It's the right road!
He was right!
But even though his prediction was correct and his fighting posture was relaxed enough, the ball still passed through his fingertips and fell steadily into the net.
"Oh no! It's a blind spot that cannot be saved by gods!"
"At this height, I thought I was going to be kicked away. I was scared to death."
"Exciting!"
As the game progressed, the cheers in the audience became more passionate than in the previous round.
The calmest person in the audience was Su Chengyi who had just scored.
The score became 2:1.
Xu Yang's pressure has become unprecedentedly high. If this goal is not scored, the game will be declared a failure.
Even if he scores, he has to pray that Su Chengyi doesn't score the last goal.
When the two exchanged positions, Su Chengyi suddenly violated the previous agreement not to communicate and stretched out his fist at him.
Xu Yang understood immediately and bumped fists with him.
Su Chengyi's sudden action was like giving him a reassurance. Xu Yang's restless heart calmed down and he slowly took a deep breath.
He chose his best kick for this ball - a violent volley into the dead center.
Su Chengyi was also in the right direction this time, but he couldn't hit the ball any better than the blind spot he just hit, and finally let the ball roll into the net.
“Good shot!”
“Okay! Xu Yang’s shot is finally as good as his school team’s main player.”
“I kind of know why some people like sports students. ”
The audience gave Xu Yang encouraging applause.
This time he didn't celebrate like before, he just bent down and bowed.
The score reached 2:2 at this time. Whether the game continues depends on Su Chengyi's goal.
On the last kick, the afterglow of the setting sun was still a bit dazzling. Su Chengyi stood by the penalty spot and squinted his eyes slightly.
But suddenly I saw an unexpected figure in the shadow of the distant stands.
She was sitting far away from the lively crowd and seemed a little out of place, but her eyes were really looking at this place.
Chen Jinzhi.
Su Chengyi was stunned for a moment, she was actually here.
Did she just come? Or have you been watching there for a long time?
Afternoon break.
Su Chengyi checked the math questions he compiled today one last time and handed them to Chen Jinzhi in the back row.
Chen Jinzhi's movements were extremely smooth, as if he had been waiting for him to turn around.
Su Chengyi has long been accustomed to her predicting behavior.
The two have been together for a long time, and they have developed a silent understanding of each other.
He stood up and closed the curtains, stood next to the desk, and watched Chen Jinzhi deducing the calculations on the paper.
After watching for a long time, Su Chengyi leaned down, supporting the desk with one hand, and picked up the red pen next to him with the other hand to mark out a calculation error.
Chen Jinzhi smiled. The distance between the two was too close, but she didn't move away. She just raised her head.
"Is there any invigilator who stares at other people writing questions like this?"
Su Chengyi did not answer. After writing the correct answer in red pen, he paused and wrote again:
"Want to watch football tonight?"
Chen Jinzhi smiled even more, and she said slowly:
"Do you want me to come and watch?"
The ending tone is rising, with obvious bewitchment.
"So-so."
Su Chengyi did not intend to step into the trap easily. After writing these three words, he straightened up and returned to his seat.
“There is no sincerity.”
Chen Jinzhi's tone was filled with soft complaints,
"I will come if you agree to one of my requests."
"No, it's so stupid."
Su Chengyi frowned He frowned, resistance written all over his body.
“Okay then.”
Chen Jinzhi nodded noncommittally, lowered his head and continued writing the question.
Then will you come and see it?
This question lingered in his mind for a while, but in the end he did not ask it.
The sharp whistle sounded at the game, and Su Chengyi realized that he was distracted.
Xu Yang stood ready in front of the goal. He thought he had figured out Su Chengyi's playing style.
That is to highlight one word: reckless.
Treat the goalkeeper as if he does not exist and focus on playing your own ball.
People like this are difficult to deal with, but there is a silver lining.
That is, his playing style is very easy to make mistakes. As long as his interference is given, the more likely he is to make mistakes.
Su Chengyi's starting posture was no different from the previous two goals. Xu Yang's heart was crossed and he pounced directly to the right.
Unexpectedly, he looked like he was going to violently pull the ball to one side, but then he suddenly shrank his action and turned it into a gentle lob.
While Xu Yang rushed to the other side of the goal, the ball drew a spoon-like arc in the middle and hit the net accurately.
"Holy shit!!! Spoon penalty!!!"
Even the referee Zhou Kairong couldn't help but was the first to yell excitedly.
The reason why he was so excited was because the spoon penalty was much more difficult than it seemed. It is a great test of the shooter's footwork and psychological quality, as well as the deceptiveness of the kicking posture.
Su Chengyi used violent volleys for the first two goals. No one in the audience thought that he would suddenly change to such a risky kicking method at the last moment.
"Damn! What a perfect spoon."
"I declare this goal to be recorded in school history!"
"Holy shit!! So damn handsome. ! ”
The audience was completely emotionally aroused by this perfect spoon penalty in an instant. It was a perfect climax at the end of the game, and the cheers and screams lasted forever.
At this time, Su Chengyi, who was the creator of the famous scene, did not have any excitement on his face, but showed a bit of entanglement.
I didn’t celebrate the first two goals. Isn’t it a bit strange to suddenly celebrate now?
The character is going to collapse again today.
Standing there and sighing, Su Chengyi raised one hand above his head and made a half-heart gesture that was not very standard.
The audience member closest to him was obviously stunned for a second, and then immediately raised his camera and started snapping pictures.
There were more than a dozen high-definition photo replies on the forum instantly.
“Hahaha, he’s so handsome playing football. Is his celebration posture so girlish?”
“Brother Su, you don’t have to celebrate if you don’t want to celebrate. This expression looks like he’s been kidnapped.”< br>
“Accept I came down and asked ukw to perform for everyone: comparing pumpkins, comparing watermelons, comparing apples. Anyway, it’s not about the heart.”
In the corner of the stand in the distance, Chen Jinzhi gently pulled back his hanging hair. Behind the ears, the corners of the mouth are raised.
You'll come to see it no matter what, idiot.
(End of this chapter)