While Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were helping out with the last two months of taxes, Xiao Bei had already taken out the cartoon and played it.
This time, it was free of charge. It was only for the children who had spent money at Baby's Candy House. If they wanted to watch it in the future, they would have to pay for it. According to the price set by Zhang Xiaobao, it was 100 strings of cash.
As a result, the sales of Baby's Candy House increased greatly. In order to watch the cartoon, the children bought candy and pastries with all their might.
Under such circumstances, Xiao Bei and the others discussed and decided to sell the goods at a discount. This set off another wave of purchases and allowed Xiao Bei and the others to earn a lot of money. Adding on the money they had earned during the New Year, they no longer had to worry about not having enough pocket money. If something were to happen somewhere, they could still fork out money to help.
Just as Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were feeling happy for their younger siblings, they suddenly realized that something was wrong with Xiao Bei and the others during lunch one day.
Even Jun Er and Pan Er, who played with them, were unhappy. Zhang Xiaobao saw this and felt that he had to ask.
"Xiao Bei, Baby's Candy House's business is not bad. Keep up the good work and let us earn even more. As for your cartoon, as long as you fork out the production costs, the rest of the money will belong to you and be used to realize your dreams. Tell me, what other dreams do you have?"
Zhang Xiaobao first praised his sister and then gave away the profits from the cartoon. Only then did he casually ask about their dreams.
"Mine. Our dream is to let the ever-victorious Cuju play and win the game. We have already lost three games in a row." Xiao Bei said sadly, as if losing the game was not right.
Little Yuan added, "We only played three matches in total, and we didn't win a single one. Furthermore, we were competing against three different teams, all with eleven people. Furthermore, we felt that we had a better grasp of the rules. Who knew that once we started playing, we would still lose. Aiya."
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan suddenly understood. So it was because the football team lost the game.
The two of them really didn't know about this matter. When Xiaobei said that she wanted to play Cuju, she was actually very serious. Zhang Xiaobao thought that his sister was just casually saying it. He didn't expect that she would be so serious.
It looked like he had to find a way to let the football team win.
Therefore, Zhang Xiaobao asked, "Can you tell me how you looked like at that time? How did you lose? Is it because your defense is bad, or your offense is bad? Is it because your individual skills are bad, or is your overall coordination not good enough? "
Xiao Bei and the others shook their heads with every question their brother asked. They had no idea what was going on. Anyway, they just lost the ball and let the other party get the ball into the goal.
If he said that his own team did not work hard, he would be wrongly accusing them. When they were on the field, they did not know how to rest at all. They ran back and forth with all their might.
Moreover, after losing the competition, the people in the team were even sadder than them. Some people even knelt on the lawn and cried loudly. They were as sad as they could be.
But they just could not win. After the first match, they gathered together to discuss it. They came up with many ideas, but they lost the second match. When they discussed it again, they still lost. There was no end to the losses.
"Oh, is that so? Then I have to see it for myself. Isn't the lawn prickly?" Zhang Xiaobao could only accompany his siblings to watch the match when he realized that he couldn't get an answer.
"It's not prickly. It's just that it's made of hay. There's no green grass, so it doesn't hurt to fall on the hay. It's just that when we kicked the ball, the grass flew everywhere. There's too much dust. We decided to cancel the lawn next time and switch to soft soil. That way, it won't be a problem even if we fall."
Xiaobei explained and continued, "I know that losing the game has nothing to do with the grass. Everyone is playing on the same ground. We can't blame the grass, nor can we blame the people who kicked the ball. They worked very hard."
Xiaoyuan echoed, "That's right. If there's a mistake, it's also on us. Where did we not do well? I saw that they all had a few people on the side giving instructions. We didn't understand, so we could only cheer them on."
"No problem. Trust me. After watching the match, I'll be able to make your team win." Zhang Xiaobao wasn't that confident, but he had to act like he could do anything.
Who knew if the three teams that won didn't have a powerful star player on the team? A powerful person could do a lot of things.
"I knew you weren't worried. You'll definitely make us win. Let's eat. There's a match tomorrow. The people who just finished today can't play. Another batch of people will go up."
Xiaobei's mood improved again. The other eight children also ate happily. Even Jun 'er and Pan' er clumsily picked up their chopsticks to eat. Emotions were very influential.
After Zhang Xiaobao finished eating, he continued to teach his younger siblings. In the evening, when he was chatting with Wang Juan, he thought of this matter and said,
"Maybe Xiaobei can really make the Tang Dynasty's football rejuvenate. The football played now is too civilized. The confrontation isn't fierce. It's not like what the books said in the past. It's said that there's even the art of war in it."
"I know. We also had the art of war in it back then. I reckon that compared to the ancient times, our football was only stronger, not weaker. That's because football was a very large industry at that time. All kinds of people specialized in studying it. There were also videos for people to watch over and over again."
Wang Juan replied. She also compared the football of the two periods and came to a conclusion.
Zhang Xiaobao followed and said, "It should be said that under the rules of our time, the research on football was relatively good. If the rules were changed, it might not be possible. Fortunately, Xiaobei and the others used the rules that we explained to them. It shouldn't be very difficult."
"Let's wait and see. Didn't they say that the people of the ancient times were physically inferior to the people of the present? Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many records broken. The people of the modern era have good nutrition, and the other have strong professionalism. It seems that Xiaobei is really counting on football to make money."
Wang Juan analyzed again.
"Yes, but if we keep losing, we won't be making money, but losing money. Let's sleep. We'll go and take a look tomorrow." Zhang Xiaobao said as he hugged Wang Juan. The two of them leaned against each other and fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Xiaobei hurriedly ate a meal, brought a lot of snacks, and organized a large team to go to the football field.
The football field was outside the city. It was a place that had not been completed yet. Xiaobei found it with great difficulty. He also found someone to contact the other football teams and told them the rules. The other team was unwilling to agree at first, but Xiaobei's identity was different, so they agreed. That meant that they would play with Xiaobei and the others.
At the beginning of the game, the other team was already prepared to lose. They thought that the people that Xiaobei found would be very good. But when they played, they found that they were not as good as they imagined. There was also a possibility of winning, so they won.
Xiaobei and the others who lost were very magnanimous. They did not find trouble in other aspects, so there were many people who were willing to play with them. This was because Xiaobei and the others promised the other team that if they lost, they would treat the other team to a meal at the Joy House. If the other team lost, they would take out ten strings of money to support the development of the team.
They would give the money to Xiaobei first. In the summer, Xiaobei would get people to plant lawns and build a good football field.
Those who wanted to play with Xiaobei did not think that Xiaobei would not use the money on the construction. They did not lack this bit of money. It was just a wager.
In the end, Xiaobei and the others treated them three times in a row. Of course, because it was in their own restaurant, the cost of the dishes was not high. The other team was also embarrassed to order expensive dishes.
Just like that, more and more people wanted to play with the Victorious Football Team. They had already lost three games in a row and were probably not good enough.
The team that Xiaobei and the others were playing with today was the team that won the first time. It was called 'Victorious'. They probably came up with this name at the last minute after hearing the name of Xiaobei's team.
When Xiaobei arrived, the other team was already waiting. There were also many spectators. Of course, the spectators now would not pay for tickets. There was a large open space around them, and no one had surrounded it. Anyone could come over if they wanted to.
When Xiaobei arrived, he did not say any nonsense. He directly told the other team that they could begin. Hence, the game began.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan waited for the game to start before coming over. They did not want to give the other team any pressure. If they came before the game started, the other team would probably be worried that they were backed by Xiaobei and the others. They would say that they were bullying Xiaobei and so on. How would they play then?
The two of them even put on some makeup and squeezed in between the people on Xiaobei's side. They looked at the field and frowned at the same time.
"What kind of football is this? Everyone is playing together? Isn't there a strategy? "Zhang Xiaobao whispered to Wang Juan.
Wang Juan was also very surprised. How could this be? Other than the goalkeeper who did not move, there were ten people on each side. Wherever the ball was, they would surround it. There was no formation at all.
Occasionally, there would be one or two people who were smarter. They would first judge the situation, estimate where the ball would be kicked, and run over in advance. Then, if the point was right, the ball would appear at their feet. They would then attack. If the point was wrong, there would be one less person in front of them squeezing to grab the ball.
Their own team members would shout at them, saying that they were running around blindly and slacking off.
Wang Juan watched for a while and said, "Could it be that there are problems with the field and the rules that make them squeeze together? Because they are now competing to see who can kick the ball higher, they must have a lot of strength. When the ball falls, it will take a relatively long time, so they have more time to run to that place."
Listening to Wang Juan's words, Zhang Xiaobao pondered and found that this was really the case. When everyone was there to grab the ball, as long as they grabbed it, they would kick it high up in the air instead of passing it low. This had something to do with the current football atmosphere.
"If that's the case, I know why Xiaobei's team lost," Zhang Xiaobao said with certainty.
"Why?" Wang Juan asked.
"Because of bad luck and bad points, they lost three games in a row. Or is it because the goalkeeper is not good? Eh? The opponent is attacking. This ball is too floating. It will probably go straight out of the end line and can't go in. "
As Zhang Xiaobao spoke, the opponent kicked the ball toward the goal of the team that always won, but it was wide and very high. After landing, it would roll out.
But the fact shocked Zhang Xiaobao. It was not what he thought. The goalkeeper on his side took the initiative to greet them and looked like he was determined to get the ball.
Then 20 people also ran there with smoke and dust. The goalkeeper on his side was the first to touch the ball. He did not take it with his hands, but with his feet. After getting the ball, he glanced at the crowd that was rushing over. Then he dribbled the ball while avoiding the crowd, and rushed diagonally to the other side's goal.
When he saw this situation, Zhang Xiaobao's mouth was wide open, and Wang Juan also had a blank expression.
"I admit that the luck I just said is not everything. There are many objective reasons." After the goalkeeper on his side found that he could not outrun the others, he kicked the ball toward the opponent's goal with all his strength, but he did not run back quickly. Zhang Xiaobao admitted his mistake.
Then he saw the opponent's goalkeeper also run out and kick the ball. The football spun toward the other side's half of the field, and the 20 people ran back to the ball's landing point.
This time they caught up, and then one of the opponents kicked the ball toward the goal of the team that always won. Zhang Xiaobao watched the goalkeeper on his side start to run back and chase the ball.
"Oh, amazing. The ball was actually stopped by him at the last moment. Damn, he came out again? He is really stupid. Look at the opponent's goalkeeper. At least he did not take the initiative to attack. He just kicked the ball to our side of the field. I guess that's how they lost.
Our goalkeeper is too well-rounded. He can play any position on the field and is working hard to do so. On the other hand, the other side's goalkeeper is too lazy and his skills are not well-rounded enough. He can't play the forward position, so he stays behind. "
Zhang Xiaobao gritted his teeth and praised the goalkeeper on his side. He really put in a lot of effort. His stamina looked good. If it was not for his slow running speed when he dribbled the ball, it was estimated that he could fly all over the field.
Hearing Zhang Xiaobao's words, Wang Juan smiled and said, "With your mouth, tell Bei Bei to tell our goalkeeper not to leave the big penalty area. Don't leave the small one either. Just stay there."
Zhang Xiaobao called for his sister. Bei Bei came over to listen to his brother, nodded, ran behind his own goal, and shouted to the goalkeeper, "You stay at the door, the small frame. You are not allowed to go out."
"I'm not tired. Don't worry, I can do it." The goalkeeper thought Bei Bei was afraid that he would be tired, so he said that to himself.
"No one cares if you are tired or not. Listen to orders now. You are not allowed to go out. Remember, if you go out, I will teach you a lesson." After Bei Bei finished shouting, she ran back to her brother's side and watched quietly. She wanted to see if her brother's words were effective.
The game on the field continued. There were still 20 people crazily fighting for the ball. However, Bei Bei's team did not lose the goal as easily as before. This was because the goalkeeper had become a real goalkeeper. He no longer played as a defender, midfielder, or even a forward.
The match lasted for forty-five minutes, and the first half ended after forty-five minutes. This time, Xiao Bei jumped up and cheered, because in the first half, her team had scored six goals against the other team, while the other team had only scored two goals. The other team's goalkeeper couldn't play as a forward, but he liked to play as a defender, and he also wandered outside.
Then, when he could not directly touch the ball with his hands, he could only helplessly kick it with his feet. Sometimes, if he did not kick well, the ball would pass through, and it would become a situation where 21 people chased after it.
"We won, we won. The first half was not bad. Continue to work hard in the second half. I said before that our team can do it. Goalkeeper, you have to stay at the goal in the second half. Don't always run forward. This time, it's because you stayed where you were supposed to stay that we got the lead."
Bei Bei asked someone to bring the warm soup over for the players to drink. She encouraged and praised them at the side. In fact, when they lost the three games, she did not show any sadness on her face. Like today, she still encouraged and told the players not to be anxious.
This was because she knew that the players had already worked very hard. No matter whether it was on the field or during training, there was no fault to be found.
Recently, Bei Bei and the others could always see that during training, when the players were tired, they did not even have the energy to take a shower. They just fell asleep on the kang. The wages given to them were also deposited in the bank, saying that it was for their families to spend together.
After losing three games in a row, the players did not want to be paid no matter what.
According to Xiao Yuan, this was a team that was willing to work hard, willing to train with their lives on the line, willing to know how to save, and also knew shame. It was just that the nine of them did not command well, and it was not the players' fault.
Bei Bei now agreed with Xiao Yuan's statement. Big brother was big brother. He was really amazing. How did he know that the goalkeeper could win the game if he stayed and did not go?
At this time, the other side was very depressed. How could they lose? The last time they played, they won very easily. Furthermore, Bei Bei's team played continuously. This time, they sent a substitute lineup. A total of 11 people were changed, and the rules were slightly changed.
Could the substitutes play better than the main force? It should not be. It was obvious that these 11 people's skills were a lot worse than the main force's.
So they had to figure it out. The head of the football team walked over to Bei Bei's side, wanting to see what was going on. At the same time, he wanted to thank Bei Bei and the others. They had also brought soup out. On the field, they were competitors, but outside the field, they could be friends.
Just as he arrived at Bei Bei's side and saw Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, who had slightly disguised themselves in the crowd, everything became clear. It turned out that the other side's command was not Bei Bei's nine people, but Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan.
No wonder the substitute lineup played at such a level. Their command was very good.
Yes, that was what the head of [Sure-Win] thought. He had never doubted whether Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan did not know Cuju. In his heart, the two of them knew everything.
Seeing that Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan had no intention of coming over to talk, he thanked Bei Bei's nine people, turned around, hung his head, and returned to his team. It was needless to say how depressed he was.
After telling the matter to the team members, the morale of the team members was even lower. One of the team members muttered unhappily, "This is too much of a bully. It's just a game of Cuju. Do the two of them have to come over personally? We can't go to the Success Residence today. Bei Bei just lost in a row, but he actually called his brother and sister over. They're really bullying us. "
"Okay, stop complaining. Play well in the second half. How are they bullying us? According to you, if we play with Bei Bei and the others, are we also bullying the children? "
The head of the football team thought it through and encouraged his team members. He also thought hard about where the problem was. Could it be the other side's goalkeeper? Just now, when Bei Bei went over and shouted, the goalkeeper did not move like a decoration. Was that really the case?
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