Finally, the football came over.

Sun Yao stopped the ball and turned around. When he saw the opponent's defensive player coming up to block him, he made a diagonal move. Before he could catch up, the opponent's body knocked him out!

The ball is too good to pass!

foul!

Sun Yao lay on the ground and ate dirt on his face, spit, and got up.

"Hey, it's okay!" the guy who knocked down Sun Yao asked.

"It's okay!" Sun Yao got up and didn't take it seriously.

It's so frustrating to play like this.

Sun Yao felt very uncomfortable, and his line was pushed very far back. The U19 players also had experience, and they did not completely attack at all, and the defensive formation at the back was also maintained well.

u17 has no chance at all.

By halftime, the U17 team was already three goals behind, but they still looked calm.

"Not bad. Last time we lost five goals at the end of the first half! This time we only lost three!" said a U17 player.

"Don't you feel shameful?" Sun Yao said speechlessly, "I was given three balls and said it was not bad! I am speechless!"

"Newcomer, what do you know!" the team member retorted.

"I don't understand, I really don't understand! Are you a midfielder? You are a midfielder and you stand on the back line and take big shots?" Sun Yao said nonchalantly: "It would be weird if we can win like this. I just want to win."

Lose too much and don’t attack! Some professional teams do this, and youth teams also have this idea! I’m not calm, do you understand?”
Chapter completed!