Zhang Yongsheng nodded and said: "Dong Qishan's experience is still a bit lacking. He was too anxious to rush forward and was kicked twice. He didn't take any advantage. If you can't use fighting to restrict the opponent and let the opponent attack with all his strength unscrupulously, now this The advantage may not be maintained."
Zhao Yunfei sighed and said: "The monkey's physical strength is still a bit low, otherwise if he chooses a war of attrition, there is no need to engage in such sneaky methods. Now it depends on his ability to perform on the spot, and we can't help him."
Seeing everyone's worried faces, Yang Hongbo smiled and said: "Actually, one or two wins and losses don't matter. We are playing a friendly match. Friendship first, competition second. Dong Qishan is still young. He can train hard after returning home and win. Opponents, you don’t need to be so pessimistic.”
Guo Fangping nodded and said: "It seems that we have to strengthen basic training in the future, especially in terms of physical fitness, strength, etc. Our current training projects are all based on the college entrance examination. Although it is said to guarantee high scores in the college entrance examination, it is not good for students' future. The impact on the future is not so good.”
Yang Hongbo sighed: "Examination-oriented education is like this. Otherwise, how can there be a saying that high scores and low abilities are high? Principal Du just doesn't want to be in the state of No. 1 Middle School, so he pushed for education reform."
Zhang Yongsheng suddenly said: "Two teachers, please tell the school leadership when you get back. It is urgent to lay the foundation for the first year of high school. We can't always become a monk halfway through the second year of high school, so we will always be chasing behind others. The competition in the future will be very fierce. It was fierce, and our classmates suffered a lot."
People in the audience were talking a lot, and the situation on the stage was not very optimistic. Dong Qishan found opportunities to fight Feng Yifan several times, but Feng Yifan got rid of him in time. Not only did he not take advantage, but he was even closer to the point. He planned to copy the tactics of the second round, but the opponent stuck to him.
Feng Yifan made up his mind to hurt each other and ignored Dong Qishan's harassing attacks, focusing on attacking his vital points. This is a method of exchanging strength for points. Although it seems irrational, it makes Dong Qishan's tactics unable to be implemented smoothly.
Soon Dong Qishan's rhythm was disrupted, and he chose to fight hard twice but failed to take advantage. On the contrary, Feng Yifan became more courageous as he fought and took overall control of the situation on the court. Hard fights and fights were ineffective, Dong Qishan gradually fell behind, and the points on the scoreboard were not optimistic.
"Dang!" The crisp bell rang, and the third round ended. Dong Qishan and Feng Yifan retreated under the referee's command. Feng Yifan looked calm and seemed confident about the outcome of the game. Dong Qishan was panting a little. It could be seen that he was physically exhausted and his expression was not very good.
After a while, the referee returned to the ring and called both players to stand in the middle. Then he raised Feng Yifan's hand and announced the result of the game. Feng Yifan won the final victory with a point advantage. Dong Qishan was overtaken in the last round and unfortunately lost the victory in this game.
As the referee finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted in the stadium. The students of Yucai Middle School, who had been nervous all this time, finally felt relieved. Feng Yifan, the master in their hearts, still won the game. Although the process was difficult, the results were satisfactory.
Dong Qishan returned to the coaching bench of No. 2 Middle School a little depressed, his face full of tiredness. In the last minute of the game, he completely lost control of the situation and was almost beaten by the opponent. He wanted to use his steps to get rid of the opponent, but the opponent gave up defense and attacked with all his strength, making it impossible for him to get rid of him.
It was in this minute that Feng Yifan completed the reversal and increased the points. Although Dong Qishan was relatively convinced of his defeat, he was still in a very depressed mood. He has done his best in this game, choosing the best in terms of ability and strategy, but he can't resist others who are strong enough.
There is a saying in Buddhism that one force can bring down ten wisdoms. Although it may not be completely correct, it is still applicable in many cases. Dong Qishan played well in this game, but he could never close the gap in physical strength. Such a failure made him feel powerless about himself, and the psychological gap was particularly large.
Zhang Yongsheng went up and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't be depressed, it's good to be able to fight to this level. The opponent is a famous player in the country, and he only beat you by less than ten points. What else do you want? Last year? They reached the top 16 of the team competition, and he didn’t lose a single game.”
Dong Qishan took off his helmet and reluctantly said: "I also know that losing is deserved and winning is a fluke, but I just feel unhappy. We took all factors into consideration, but he still pulled us back. We are really unwilling. In the past If you practice blindly on your own, the price you pay is too heavy."
Zhao Yunfei smiled and said: "No one has smooth sailing. Losing now is better than losing in the official game, right? Don't worry, I will fight back in the next game and we will definitely win."
Dong Qishan nodded, walked in front of everyone, and bowed respectfully: "Teachers and classmates, I'm sorry to disappoint everyone. Although I tried my best, I still didn't win."
Yang Hongbo waved his hand and said: "Classmate Dong Qishan, don't be so depressed. Young people should be brighter and be able to afford it. If we lose this time, we will fight back next time. What's more, Zhao Yunfei is here, we will finally You won’t necessarily lose, so keep your spirits up.”
Huo Kai nodded and smiled: "Director Yang is right, you should put this game aside quickly and watch Zhao Yunfei's next game. I have been doing sports for so many years, and winning and losing on the field has become commonplace. When I was young, I lost. It’s not necessarily a bad thing, it will also promote your improvement.”
With the comfort of his classmates, Dong Qishan finally calmed down. He also knew that defeating Feng Yifan would not happen overnight. Instead of feeling sorry for himself now, it would be better to intensify training after returning to school and find a way to defeat the opponent. The youth league will start in the second half of the year, and the two may still have a chance to play against each other.
Putting aside his depressed mood, Dong Qishan also joined in the preparations for the next game. Zhao Yunfei played in the next game, and the opponent sent Wu Wenlu, a martial arts player who practices the north leg. Wu Wenlu is a sophomore in high school and is known for his superb kicking skills. He is considered Feng Yifan's successor.
Judging from the information, his physique is not strong, he is half a head shorter than Zhao Yunfei, and he is the lean and strong type. His leg skills are flexible and changeable. It is said that he consulted martial arts masters from the north and practiced them very professionally. This is a tough battle, a duel between southern fist and northern leg.
After recounting the opponent's information, Guo Fangping commented: "From the current information, the opponent mainly uses mobile warfare and is good at hit-and-run tactics. If Zhao Yunfei's steps are too rigid, he is likely to be engaged in guerrilla warfare or even killed. You have to be careful when flying a kite while controlling the field.”
