With the referee's whistle, the U16 match officially kicked off. Lin Feng and agent Snyder watched the game on the field with rapt attention.
From the start of the match, Qingyuan Team displayed formidable strength, almost pinning Guangzhou Team's young players in their own half with excellent teamwork and ball control.
Qingyuan Team's players moved skillfully, passed accurately, and showed a high level of technical and tactical prowess.
In contrast, Guangzhou Team's young players seemed a bit flustered, struggling to withstand Qingyuan Team's attacks.
As the match began, both teams' players appeared full of fighting spirit, but Qingyuan Team clearly got into their rhythm faster.
Just ten minutes into the game, Qingyuan Team completed a brilliant steal in midfield.
Several players quickly surrounded the ball, their coordination incredibly tacit agreement, like a well-rehearsed orchestra, where every player knew when to pass and which direction to run.
With each precise pass, Qingyuan Team's attack gradually approached Guangzhou Team's penalty area.
Guangzhou Team's defenders began to feel the pressure, trying to stop Qingyuan Team's offense with tight marking, but Qingyuan Team's players seemed to anticipate their moves, always cleverly bypassing them and continuing to advance.
Just as Guangzhou Team's defense showed a slight lapse, a Qingyuan Team player received a pass from a teammate.
He stood at the edge of the penalty area, facing Guangzhou Team's goalkeeper and defenders, without the slightest panic.
He made a slight adjustment, gently tapped the ball with the outside of his foot, and then quickly took a shot.
The shot was like a bolt of lightning, the ball flying at an extreme speed towards the top corner of the goal.
Although Guangzhou Team's goalkeeper reacted quickly, the ball's speed was too fast and the angle too tricky; he could only watch helplessly as the ball flew past his fingertips and into the net.
The entire scoring process took only a few seconds, but it showcased Qingyuan Team players' superb technical and tactical skills and their seamless teamwork.
After scoring, Qingyuan Team's players excitedly embraced each other, celebrating the brilliant goal.
Guangzhou Team's Head Coach, witnessing his team concede a goal so easily to Qingyuan Team, turned livid.
He angrily shouted at the players on the field, his voice filled with disappointment and dissatisfaction.
Every word, every syllable, was like a sharp arrow, piercing the players' hearts.
His eyes gleamed with fury, as if he wanted to burn through the players.
However, even as he raged, his gaze involuntarily drifted towards the stands.
A group of middle-aged men sat there, their identities not unfamiliar to the Head Coach.
He knew clearly that these men were some of the leaders of the Guangzhou Football Association.
The Head Coach understood that the outcome of this match was not just about the team's victory or defeat, but also about their own positions and reputations.
The leaders of the Guangzhou Football Association had high hopes for this match, expecting the team to display strong capabilities.
However, reality was cruel; the team's performance was far from their expectations.
In the stands, Guangzhou Football Association Vice Chairman Ling Zhiyuan's brows were slightly furrowed, his gaze fixed on the field.
He knew deeply that the outcome of this match was crucial for the official positions of those present.
If Guangzhou Team lost, it would not only mean a significant reduction in bonuses but also cause the Guangzhou Football Association to lose its dominant position within the province, which would undoubtedly be a heavy blow to their reputation and influence.
The formidable strength displayed by Qingyuan Team was not accidental; Ling Zhiyuan knew full well that the reason behind it was that most of their players came from Evergrande Football School.
These players, having undergone professional training, far surpassed their peers in terms of technique, tactics, and physical fitness, which allowed them to display an overwhelming advantage on the field.
As the match progressed, Ling Zhiyuan's uneasiness gradually intensified.
He frowned deeply, his gaze darting back and forth across the field, his face etched with anxiety.
From time to time, he glanced at his secretary beside him, his eyes revealing an inexpressible expectation.
Ling Zhiyuan's words conveyed an undeniable threat and warning.
His face was so dark it seemed it could drip water, and his eyes glinted with a cold light, as if intending to freeze everything that dared challenge his authority.
Though his words were low, they echoed through the quiet stands, as if each word carried a heavy weight.
"Go tell Coach Sun of Qingyuan Team to inform those players' parents that if they want to play football in Guangzhou in the future, they should seriously consider how they play in the second half!"
Ling Zhiyuan's voice, though not loud, was full of threat and warning.
His gaze was fixed on the secretary, as if to see through his thoughts, ensuring he would convey his message accurately and without error.
The secretary's heart tightened under Ling Zhiyuan's gaze; he understood that the outcome of this match was no longer just about bonuses and status, but also about the future development of Chinese Football in Guangzhou.
He dared not show the slightest neglect, immediately nodded in agreement, then turned and hurried away from the stands, heading towards the players' locker room.
He expected the players to act according to his wishes in the second half.
Just as Ling Zhiyuan issued his directive, Qingyuan Team once again broke the balance on the field.
In the 32nd minute, a brilliant and exquisite wing combination by Qingyuan Team, like a flash of lightning across the sky, successfully sent the ball into Guangzhou Team's goal.
This attack not only showcased Qingyuan Team players' superb technical and tactical skills but also allowed everyone to see the vigorous progress of Chinese Football youth training.
Lin Feng and Snyder were dumbfounded, full of praise for this brilliant goal.
Lin Feng's eyes sparkled with excitement; he turned to Snyder and said, "Quick, record this match's video! I want to release it on social media when I get back, to let the world see the strength and progress of our Chinese Football youth training!"
Upon hearing this, Snyder immediately sprang into action, quickly taking out his phone, activating the recording function, and aiming the camera at the field.
He wanted to capture all the brilliant moments of this match, to let more people see the hope and future of Chinese Football.
Qingyuan Team scoring again seemed to add fuel to Ling Zhiyuan's anxiety.
His face grew even darker, like a sky overcast with storm clouds, ready to erupt into a tempest at any moment.
His hands gripped the armrest of the stand seat tightly, veins bulging, revealing his inner rage and unwillingness.
As the leading entity under the GD Provincial Football Association, the Guangzhou Football Association was undoubtedly the most qualified to represent Guangdong Football, and for next year's National Games, Ling Zhiyuan, as Vice Chairman of the Guangzhou Football Association, had to ensure that Guangzhou Team stood on the stage of the National Games.
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