Chapter 567 2 to 0

"Can Zhang Yu win?" "I don't really understand, but I guess it's about the same."

Xiao Mingshan and his daughter were sitting together with Fang Tong's family and Jiang Xianzhang's father and son.

Especially the two girls, sitting next to each other. They didn't know much about football, but they definitely hoped that Zhang Yu could win.

After hearing this, Jiang Yuting said deliberately: "How can Zhang Yu's team win? His lineup is not even a fraction of Zhenhai Yihua's, and they are all the main players. I think they will lose at least five or six. "

"There are 11 people going up to play, how can we definitely lose?" Xiao Jiejie said immediately.

Fang Tong had always quarreled with Xiao Jiejie, but now, he was also talking openly, "It's just that we haven't kicked it yet. How do you know you will lose? Maybe you will win."

"How can you win? There are odds. We at Tianzi Racecourse follow the odds of Aodao. Buying Zhenhai Yihua pays 1.05 to 1, buying Taoguan Team pays 10 to 1. If there is a tie, 1 pays to 1 5.26. Do you know what this odds means? If you buy the Taoist team to win, you will throw as much money as you have. The handicap is always three and a half." Jiang Yuting immediately explained seriously.

"If you win by buying Zhang Yu, what about 10 for 1?" Xiao Jiejie said in surprise.

"Yes, you buy it? There is no one in Zhenhai who dares to buy him to win." Jiang Yuting shook his head and said.

"I'll buy it!" Xiao Jiejie said, immediately took out the check book from her bag, wrote a check for 10 million, and handed it to Jiang Yuting, "This is 10 million."

"Jiejie, what are you doing? I'm just kidding you, are you serious?" Jiang Yuting quickly put on a smile.

"Of course it's a real bet. I won't do a 10-for-1 deal," Xiao Jiejie said seriously.

"I'll buy it too, I'll buy it too." Fang Tong didn't have a checkbook, but only had bank cards and cash. When she rummaged through her bag, she didn't have much money, so she could only look at her dad, "Dad, can you lend me some?" ?”

"How much?" Fang Zhongguo asked calmly.

"Xiao Jiejie wants to buy 10 million for me. Let's buy 1 million." Fang Tong originally wanted to buy 10 million, but this number seemed a bit big.

Seeing that his daughter was self-aware, Fang Zhongguo wrote her a check for one million, as a token of support for Zhang Yu.

Fang Tong immediately took the check, handed it to Jiang Yuting, and said, "I'll buy one million pieces of Yuying."

"This" Jiang Yuting frowned again and looked at his father.

Jiang Xianzhang said with a smile: "Since our family is doing this business and there are people who support it, we can't neglect it. It's just a game, it's good to have a lucky draw."

"Sure." Jiang Yuting immediately accepted the check from the two women, shook it deliberately, and said with a smile: "You two have lost all your money. I am short of pocket money recently, so I got it just in time."

"Maybe I can earn 100 million!" Xiao Jiejie said with a pout.

Fang Tong also said: "Yes, maybe I won 10 million!"

Xiao Mingshan also saw this scene, but he did not make a sound.

At this moment, he was more thinking about whether there was any future for development in Guangming Town.

It can be said that once Zhang Yu really wins and lets football drive Guangming Town, Guangming Town's prospects should be really good. Is it just that easy to win?

At this moment, all the players on the court are already in place, and with the referee's whistle, the game officially begins.

The players are running in and out. After all, the football field is not a track and field competition. Being able to run is an advantage, but it may not necessarily lead to victory. Otherwise, just let the long-distance runners go.

At the beginning, both sides were members of the Wudang Taoist football team who were full of physical strength. They were obviously running fast, but they were just messy and random. Their opponents, on the other hand, had orderly tactics and passed the ball accurately. Sometimes they rushed so hard that they simply let the opponent pass them.

In particular, Teyes, the star player of Zhenhai Ichika, is not only technically good, but also has good physical fitness. This physical quality is not only speed, but also strength.

In the eighth minute of the opening period, Teyes pushed away the defender of the Taoist Football Team, formed a single shot, and shot the ball into the net. Zhenhai Yihua took a 1-0 lead.

The moment the goal was scored, the scene immediately burst into excitement, "Ichika!" "Ichika!" "Come on, beast!" "Come on, beast!" "Beast! I'm going to give you a monkey!".

The executive officers of Zhendong District all sat together to watch.

Seeing Zhenhai Yihua taking the lead in scoring, Fu Senbo immediately laughed, "This Zhenhai Derby is quite popular, but the difference in strength between the two sides is too big. It was 1-0 at the beginning. I think today is the least I can score five or six."

"It's not the same level in the first place. It has to be promoted as one, and it's just sensationalizing." Executive Officer Xin Chuanli agreed.

In anyone's eyes, on-site competition is not on the same level.

Qiao Guoding frowned secretly. His promotion of this game was all written by Wen Qiong. He originally thought Wen Qiong was somewhat confident, but he didn't expect that the Taoist team was really vulnerable.

Wen Qiong was even more anxious than him. Didn't Zhang Yu say that he was 70% sure and would let someone enter now?

A goal was actually nothing. Only two minutes later, Zhenhai Yihua stole the ball in the backcourt and played a wonderful match. Teyes made a wonderful pass to Guamu, and Guamu shot a powerful shot from the top of the arc in the penalty area, rewriting the score to 2-2. 0.

The scene became excited again, "Guamu!" "Guamu!" "Come on Ichika!" "Come on Ichika!".

Xin Chuanli couldn't help but smile when he saw Zhenhai's team winning again and again: "It seems that this game will soon enter garbage time."

"I remember that in the last game against Beidu Jingkong, the Taoist team lost by eight, and this game is probably about the same. Haha." Fu Senbo said with a faint smile.

Wen Qiong's face had darkened, she was 70% sure of what she said, Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu, I've spent so much effort, just show me this.

But she didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

The Taoguan football team is like a scattered bunch of people running around, but they often form local sieges. However, their skills are limited and their passing is too inaccurate. It always passes to the opponent's feet, wasting opportunities.

The diligent running was not useless at all, but it still delayed the opponent's attack. In the following time, both sides were very anxious, and neither one scored a goal.

At halftime, with a 0-2 defeat, the members of the Taoist team returned to the locker room.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw a person sitting inside, it was the boss Zhang Yu.

"Mr. Zhang." "Mr. Zhang."

Everyone said hello one after another, looking a little listless. The coach was also embarrassed, after all, he was two goals behind.

Zhang Yu didn't mean to accuse him at all, with a smile on his face and said: "How was your performance in this half?"

"They are too strong." "The skills are too good." The team members lowered their heads and said.

"That's not what I'm asking. I'm asking if you are tired." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"Well, I don't seem tired at all." "Not tired." "I really don't feel tired." "I feel like the wind is blowing under my feet because they pass the ball too fast." The players immediately became energetic. Today was also a bad day. After running for so long, I don’t feel tired at all.

"We lost two in the first half, which is actually not much. You ran for half the game and you didn't feel tired at all. So guess, are your opponents tired?" Zhang Yu asked with a smile.

"After they scored two goals, they were dragged down by us and must be tired." "Yes, I think if they continue running like this, they will definitely not be able to run in the second half." The players nodded one by one.

Zhang Yu looked at the coach and said: "I don't know tactics, I can only boost morale. I see that everyone's morale is very high now. It's up to you to arrange the next tactics and how to win!"

The coach did not expect that the players were really not tired. His eyes lit up and he immediately said: "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, just watch me in the second half!"