“Ha~Ha~”

At the front of the penalty area, Zheng Yi held his hands on his knees and gasped. The teammates around him were all very depressed and hit. He looked at the ball in the goal, looked up and turned his gaze to the players of the Real Madrid youth team who were celebrating wildly - the score was still tied.

Although he had experienced such a situation countless times, when this situation happened again, Zheng Yi still tasted very bitter.

It is true from the outsider's perspective, if Hengyuan ends this game with a score of 1 to 1, it is completely acceptable, after all, they tied the powerful Real Madrid youth team.

If Zheng Yi wants to, he can use this reason to comfort those teammates who are suffering from the blow - hey! Brothers! It's great to be able to tie Real Madrid!

But Zheng Yi himself couldn't accept this sentence in his heart.

It’s not that he is above the sky and arrogant, but that he knows that the final result of accepting a "draw" is losing.

In the 137 games played in the system, too many lost games were due to the conservative mentality of "a draw can be accepted".

Take the last game in the system for example. They were all leading 2-1 70 minutes ago, but out of the conservative mentality of being able to win by defending, they were unable to withstand the Real Madrid youth team's attack after wave of offenses, and eventually collapsed and lost the game 3-2.

Although the virtual space set by the Double Cloud Star is virtual, it perfectly reflects reality. Every game inside is actually possible in reality, and the probability is not low.

Now in reality, I have encountered a similar situation as in the virtual space, except that the score is 2 to 1 and 1 to 1, but the psychological state I face is the same. "You can win if you hold on" in the virtual space, and the reality is "a draw is also good."

In the system, "hold it and you can win", and they eventually lost the game. In reality, "the draw is also good" can it have a good result?

Zheng Yi shook his head and didn't believe it. Sometimes things are like this. The more cautious you are, the more you pray to God and Buddha to pray to God to be generous. This wish that seems humble to be realized, the easier it is to not get it.

It would be great if you want to draw, then you won’t even get a draw.

There are only three results for football matches: failure, draw and victory, but no one wants a defeat at the beginning, right?

A draw is a helpless choice that cannot be won. To put it bluntly, no one will choose to draw as long as they have the ability to win.

So the question is, as a team composed of a substitute reserve team in the China League One, are they capable of winning the Real Madrid youth team composed of elites in the Iberian Peninsula?

There seems to be no such possibility.

But this does not mean that Hengyuan cannot win. Survival of the fittest seems very reasonable, but it is actually ridiculous!

A strong team deserves to win, and a weak team deserves to lose?! What's the bullshit reason? Why can't a weak team win? Why can't a mortal always be a mortal?

Football matches are not only simple competitions for ability, but also a competition of determination - if you have the ability, you have to win, and if you don’t have the ability, you have to win! No matter whether you are the king of heaven or Real Madrid and Barcelona!

Perhaps this is a very stupid behavior in many people. Why bother doing it even though they know it is impossible?

But there are a few old Chinese sayings, one sentence, "I know there is a tiger in the mountain, but I tend to go to the tiger mountain", and the other sentence, "I will go even if there are thousands of people!"

Zheng Yi wants to imitate the ancients today! He just wants to be such a fool!...

...

“Is it comfortable to lie down?”

Han Demen, who was depressed and regretful, covered his hands on his face and suddenly heard Zheng Yi's voice. Han Demen put down his palm covering his face and saw Zheng Yi clamp the ball on his waist with a smile, and reached his other hand in front of him.

Han Demen smiled: "Tumbling your butt!"

After saying that, he put one hand on Zheng Yi's arm and stood up quickly.

Zheng Yi didn't say anything and continued to trot in the middle circle with the ball in his arms.

"Has anyone ever told you that you look ugly when you are unhappy?" When passing by Gao Zhilin, Zheng Yi deliberately walked around him.

"What?!"

Gao Zhilin, who was frustrated and drooping his head in pain, was suddenly a little angry when someone said this, but when he saw Zheng Yi's face full of confidence, he was stunned.

He stood there blankly and looked at Zheng Yi's back.

After Zheng Yi finished speaking, he didn't turn his head and just continued to run forward. He ran very slowly, saying that he was running, but in fact he was walking, which was faster than slow walking, and that was walking slowly than jogging.

When he saw Zheng Yi running past Beeqi, Beeqi also raised his head and followed Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi ran into the middle circle and placed the ball at the kickoff point.

When Lu Lin concedes the ball, he stood on the left side of the center circle arc, close to the sideline. Now he is still standing there. He saw Zheng Yi running from the goal and put the football on the kickoff point. Then, he seemed to be afraid that the position was not right, so he re-placed it.

"Hey!" Lu Lin suddenly shouted.

"Hmm?" Zheng Yi looked up.

Lulin pointed to the sidelines: "I'm going to prepare for you!"

"What?"

Following the direction of Lu Lin's finger, Zheng Yi saw Liao Lisheng who was being pushed to warm up by Chen Jingang, and looked up at the score display screen again, and found that the game had already reached seventy minutes later.

Zheng Yi knew that he was going to change himself because he was the one with the worst physical fitness on the field, especially when he was defending the whole game. However... he didn't want to end up, he didn't want to give up just like that.

So Zheng Yi dragged a pair of thighs that looked like they were filled with lead and ran slowly to the sidelines, panting: "Peng Zhi... I... I want to... try again..."

Seeing Zheng Yi's appearance, Peng Guowei shook his head: "Zheng Yi, I understand your mood, but now your physical fitness can no longer support you. You can't do anything even if you stay on the court..."

Zheng Yi was so panting that he couldn't speak, but he could still wave his hand. He kept wavering. When Peng Guowei finished speaking, he also came over. At least he could say the complete sentence: "Peng Zhi, I can have no problem with my physical strength, really! I have been hit by them for so long. I don't even have much chance to get the ball, so I didn't actually spend much energy... You see, I ran here from the middle circle, which means that my physical strength is fine."

"This..." Peng Guowei frowned.

Zheng Yi quickly added: "You just ask me to try again. If it doesn't work, please change me again."

"Zheng Yi..."

"Peng Zhi! Let Brother Zheng Yi stay on the court!" Peng Guowei wanted to say something, but Liao Lisheng ran to his side.

Peng Guowei turned his head and looked at his expression calmly, because he knew that Liao Lisheng was usually close to Zheng Yi, so it was not surprising that he could say this, but he still wanted to know the reason, while Zheng Yi was a little surprised - this was a rare opportunity to show himself to the senior management of Real Madrid and Hengyuan! This kid...

Liao Lisheng looked very calm when facing the eyes of the two people: "Peng Zhi, you asked Brother Zheng Yi to hold on until the end in the last game, but we really scored a goal! If Brother Zheng Yi continued to stay on the court, maybe he could score a goal, at least... much stronger than me on the court, at least...at least..."

Liao Lisheng stammered and finally said: "At least, we have the possibility of winning!"

Hearing Peng Guowei's eyebrows huddled together, he relaxed and smiled slightly: "Okay."

Zheng Yi patted Liao Lisheng on the shoulder with apologies and thanks. Although he had no words, everything was silent.

At this time, Peng Guowei added: "Zheng Yi, I can ask you to try again, but I will replace you at any time, and Liao Lisheng will continue to warm up!"

"no problem!"

"good!"

Zheng Yi and Liao Lisheng spoke in unison, Liao Lisheng continued to warm up, and Zheng Yi quickly returned to the stadium.

Peng Guowei looked at Zheng Yi's back running back and shook his head.

"Old Peng, you won't..." Chen Jingang clicked until the next time.

Peng Guowei's lips slightly raised: "What's wrong with trying?"...

...

Staying up late to read books is not good, it hurts your liver. Thank you [lala] for your reward (that is you). You are the same. In addition, it is important to thank [the wandering soul who loves reading]. The first recommendation ticket for this book, the first comment encourages him. The first reward was contributed by him, so many firsts... Then there have been so many days of recommendation tickets, and you have never stopped. This is the ticket store... The meaning of the first time is always different, without saying anything, thank you.

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