Xianiu will hold the finals of this year's Football League, and the monthly class teacher meeting will be temporarily cancelled.

Liao Xuebing was not aware of the turbulent school forum and went to the locker room to inspect the players' mental outlook.

The team members were ready to go and were listening attentively as Li Qian assigned the task.

Li Qian explained while drawing on the tactical board: "Wang Long is the single forward, Ye Yuhu's front midfielder, Meng Jun, Zhong Bai, and Li Yuzhong are all playing the back midfielder. According to the position above, Lin Xiaoken stands behind Zhong Bai, stands firmly in this area and cannot let the opponent shoot long shots here. Cui Zheng, you will be the one who will be in the defense. The opponent Xiong Wuquan and He Xin are both very fast. Remember not to press too much... Okay, that's it."

Li Qian's explanation was meticulous and intact, even Liao Xuebing could understand it seven or eight points. He thought the students would applause warmly.

Unexpectedly, there were quite a few people who had objections, "Four midfielders, my god, isn't this a turtle-style play?!" Meng Jun was very puzzled, and his thoughts also represented the ideas of most players.

"You turtle, you turtle! You glans, Lao Liao saw that he was shaking his morale, and he cursed, "It's enough to take risks without placing four goalkeepers."

"Observation is the best defense!" Lin Xiaoken finished shouting, and immediately got a thunderous thunder. He held his head and squatted on the ground, like a fat mouse with big ears.

"How can you attack if you don't know how to defend!" Lao Liao said with a gloomy face behind him: "With your size, it is best to block the gun hole."

Li Qian sneered: "The head coach is right. I am not the eight defenders, so that is called shrinking defense. Our four midfielders are on the court to compete for ball control, get the ball, and then spend time by constantly turning the ball down. The less the opponent has, the less offensive opportunities they will have. You must strictly implement the coach's tactical deployment. Don't take yourself too high, do you understand?"

"I understand!" The team members replied sparsely.

"I'm not a child anymore. Do you want me to remind you? Everyone cheer up. Be louder! Be more neat!"

"clear--!"

Li Qian said seriously: "Elevens on the court are a whole, and they cannot fight each other. Unity is very important. If anyone does not implement good tactics and is treated as a breakthrough by his opponent.

He will definitely move his whole body with one shot and finally be defeated in full swing!"

Ye Yuhu thought Li Qian's analysis was very reasonable, so he said, "Okay, Meng Jun, Li Yuzhong, Xiaobai, and you. Lincoln, who can score goals with his butt, you should do your job as a midfielder honestly. The offense is to give me and Wang Long with confidence!"

Ye Yuhu's words were quite substantial, and they gradually understood the coach's tactical intentions and had no objection.

Li Qian finally concluded: "You can only show what Teacher Liao usually teaches you." Everyone knows that Lao Liao is actually a puppet, and Li Qian is their real head coach, so there is a lot of booing.

At this time, Li Qian felt that Lao Liao should be asked to say something appropriately. Since ancient times, the end of the great achievements shocked the master has been quite tragic. So he laughed and said, "Everyone is quiet. Let's ask our head coach to teach you!"

Liao Xuebing did not refuse, cleared his throat and said, "Li Qian finally didn't make the tactics I explained in advance. Just kick me as he said! I'm done."

Li Qian hurriedly answered: "Coach Liao's speech is indeed concise and thought-provoking. Everyone applauds!"

There were only sparse applause.

"Okay, let's go!" Liao Xuebing waved his hand.

The football team of Class 1 in three years arrived at the stadium first. They were wearing blue tops and white socks, and were doing warm-up activities slowly. The players were confidently waiting for their opponents.

A short, elegant man on the sidelines, gestured with both hands to explain the tactics to the players.

Then he said to the player with the captain's armband: "You can cooperate with Xiong Yuan later to avoid unnecessary injuries and be careful of the opponent's killing tactics."

"Oh, don't worry, Teacher Li, you know how to protect yourself and try to dribble as little as possible. It's OK." The man was He Xin from Class 1, 3 years.

The person who is called Li Hexin is the physical education teacher with the highest football level in Tulip Middle School. His name is Yu Weiyang. He has participated in the formal football coach training class. It is said that he is still the kind with a certificate, so he has a high attitude. He regards the teams of other classes of the school as nothing. The defending champion team of the three-year football team led by him has passed the hurdles and scored three goals in an average game, without losing one goal, and easily reached the finals with the two dark horses who were upset.

The experience of the second-class football team in the Year 2 will inevitably become the biggest highlight of this competition. Although most people think that the second-class team in the Year 2 cannot be defeated to the end, those classes that were eliminated by Class 31 still hope that Class 2 of Year 2 can teach the defending champions who are high and high, even if they score a goal, Yu Weiyang doesn't want these people to laugh at. In this game, he not only has to lead the team to win the opponent, but also win beautifully and strive for a perfect result.

Yu Weiyang thought about it and couldn't help laughing. After laughing, he sighed and said, "Why haven't this Class 2 of Year 2 come yet? What's the point of selling?"

"Here, come!" a fat student shouted.

But I saw a man wearing sunglasses and a suit and ties, heroic and surrounded by students, and a group of people walked towards the football field in a mighty manner.

"Li Qian, this outfit is pretty good."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's just tailor-made for Brother Bing, oh, Mr. Bing, coach Bing, and this tie and sunglasses will make you fall in love with all your actions."

In addition to underwear, Liao Xuebing's outfit today was sponsored by Li Qianqian. If he had worn this outfit in the morning, there would not have been so much criticism, and there would have been no story about Liao Xuebing and Qiu Daqi, which were circulated all over the world.

Liao Xuebing nodded and said, "I will give you money when I get my salary."

"Brother Bing, you are joking. For example, the famous horse Red Rabbit, isn't it a waste of resources when it is placed in Cao Cao? It should be ridden for heroes like Guan Erye. When Cao Cao gave Guan Yu the Red Rabbit, he had never collected money. We should learn from Cao Gong's adult beauty."

"Haha, you can really tell me." Old Liao secretly said: Comparing me to Master Guan Er... Hehe, no one in the underworld can kowtow to me. This kid's style of flattery is not inferior to his football level. He is a wizard.

Yu Weiyang murmured to himself when he saw this: "Look at this attitude... did they invite the coach of the professional team?"

At this time, the man took off his sunglasses and looked at him. When Yu Weiyang took off his move, he didn't expect that the other party's eyes would be like lightning. When he came into contact with the eyes, he felt like a substance, which made him collapse at all corners and he could only be timid.

Yu Weiyang thought, "What a sharp look, can I guess... This guy is so imposing, and the person who comes is not good. Should I redeploy the tactics..." He didn't know that Liao Xuebing's quite lethal eyes were trained when fighting and chopping people on the road.

Immediately a sharp-eyed student recognized Liao Xuebing, "Teacher Li, he is the head teacher of Class 2 in the second year, and his surname is Liao. Last time they relied on our class to release the money, so they barely played a draw. This head teacher is actually a pseudo-fan, so he is not your opponent!"

Lao Liao could vaguely feel Li Xinghua's gaze at him in the beautiful cheerleader, and his vanity was even more inflated.

After hearing this, Yu Weiyang asked about his experience in the last friendly match again and secretly thought: "Oh_____ it turned out to be a sheep in wolf's skin. Even so, he is still a sheep after all. It seems that Teacher Liao is so harsh and weak, just bluffing. Humph, you don't know that I have studied psychology, playing psychological warfare with me is simply a show of my skills, ridiculous and ridiculous!"

Finally, Yu Weiyang regained his confidence and looked at the lively team members with firm eyes and said, "Hahaha! So what if they invite famous teachers?! It is impossible to train a group of sheep into a pack of wolves. Students, please just focus on me and show their usual level later. Trophys and funds cannot fly out of our palms. The teacher has already booked a banquet for celebrations tonight. Don't embarrass us, do you know?"

The members of Class One of the Three Years immediately formed a circle and shouted in unison, "Clas One of the Three Years will win!", with a rainbow of momentum. This atmosphere instantly infected the students who were watching the field, cheering and applause was thunderous.

Scared?! I dare not take me seriously! Liao Xuebing couldn't bear it anymore and decided to destroy the opponent's majesty.

"Ye Yuhu, come here with your ears."

"What kind of plane does this fake coach do?" Unfortunately, Lao Liao was nominally the head coach, so Ye Yuhu had to do it, but his face was full of contempt.

Liao Xuebing explained "this way". After hearing this, Ye Yuhu also called the team members to form circles, fold their palms and backs, and shouted together: "Second Class 31 will definitely lose! Class 2 and 2 will definitely win!"

Yu Weiyang thought that his opponent would be able to come up with some tricks, but he didn't want to be so mean, so he really wanted to laugh out loud, and said to himself: "Do you think football is won by shouting? It seems that Teacher Liao is just a 25-year-old. The death class is equipped with a retarded class teacher, which can save valuable teaching power for the school. The leaders finally became wise this time... Hehe, let's see how I will ruin your face later."

Liao Xuebing was still thinking about Li Xinghua, a school beauty in Class 1 in three years. He searched among the crowds of people opposite him, but suddenly found that the beautiful Li Xinghua was still observing him, and his beautiful eyes were as charming as looking through the autumn water.
Chapter completed!