Reborn on Top of Football Chapter 215

Wang Ai's jersey number is very interesting. According to the general Chinese thought, "4" is not auspicious and is the same as "dead", and "44" is "dead or dead". But having said that, this thing still has some amazing coincidences. For example, this year is the first time the National Football World Cup in 44 years, and then ...

The national football team has been established for more than two years, and good numbers have been assigned, such as No. 9 Ma Mingyu, No. 10 Hao Haidong, No. 11 Yu Genwei, No. 12 Su Maozhen, No. 20 Yang Chen, from No. 1 to No. 22. . After Wang Ai arrived, he originally wanted to give him the number 23. Wang Ai thought, what do I want for a goalkeeper number? The only thing I don't know is the goalkeeper! Don't you be afraid of me getting the goal blast at 1.6 meters? So when Wang Ai was angry, he chose the "44" number that no one in the Chinese team would choose, which happened to be 44 years.

When Wang Ai came on stage, he could almost be called "garbage time", at least for the Chinese team. The powerful Portugal scored two goals in 10 minutes, which almost discounted the backbone of the Chinese team. And I didn't expect to win!

With 15 minutes left, Wang Ai stepped on the slightly slippery turf after entering the field, looked up, and found that right forward Zhao Junzhe was entangled with the Portuguese team player on the right and Wang Ai ran slowly towards The position of the left forward kept a proper distance from the other Chinese team members, while waving at random towards Zhao Junzhe.

Since you want to score, at least you have to see yourself. But Wang Ai didn't ask for the ball immediately, just raised a hand to say hello, or show his existence. In the first two warm-up games, Wang Ai did not have any special performance, and his physical confrontation ability was not good, so he did not get much ball. Although these older generations, mainly after the 70s, didn't dare to offend themselves, they dared to ignore themselves. Alas, who made themselves taller than their average height by 15 cm, they insisted that they could not see themselves. Now I reached out. Now, I reached out ... and then the ball came.

Zhao Junzhe just happened to be entangled by the Portuguese players. He simply passed the ball across the court with a big foot. Fortunately, Wang Ai's warm-up was quite adequate. After jumping up and stopping the ball, he found that Figo, who was playing against him, ran up to intercept himself, and just turned around to protect the ball. Fortunately, Figo did not actively fight with himself. the meaning of.

He's the world's footballer, and he's physically and mentally expensive. Do you play against your warm-up teammate's player, or do you lead by two goals? And! Who are you? What, the best newcomer in Asia ... what is that?

Wang Ai was ready for Figo to crash into himself, but they waited for a long time. Wang Ai stepped on the ball and glanced back. His position was on the left line, about halfway from the bottom line to the center line, and Figo stood casually one meter behind his left side, as if preparing to intercept himself. Passing the ball does not give him a chance to break the ball directly, but also guards against intercepting his possible long shots.

Because Zhao Junzhe's cross was very sudden, there were no other Chinese team members nearby. Yu Genwei, who was at the top of the goal arc, was moving here, and it seemed that he would step forward to answer Wang Ai's pass. The left guard Sun Jihai It was almost forty meters away from Wang Ai, so he simply didn't come up. After the cross on the right side of the court, Zhao Junzhe ran to the bottom line, while Su Maozhen and Qu Bo cooperated with him to pull the right line, so both sides are waiting for Wang Ai to pass the ball to the center line and then to the Chinese team. Attack on the right. Obviously, the Chinese and Portuguese teams do not think there will be any threat from Wang Ai or the weak Chinese left. Even the goalkeeper of the Portuguese team, Vitor Baya, who has a solid performance in the field, is watching the frequent interspersed movements of several Chinese players on the left side of the side.

Wang Ai turned and took two steps at Figo, and found that Figo only took a half step back and was unmoved. Wang Ai turned and prepared to pass, but Yu Genwei was not in place, Sun Jihai did not come up, Su Maozhen, Qu Bo and Zhao Junzhe played eagles and chicks with the Portuguese on the right and they were very happy.

Whoops, no one cares about me?

Depressed Wang Ai glanced again, probably Figo also found that Wang Ai's situation was a little awkward at this time, so he smiled and passed it back to his grandson? How is this different from helping opponents attack? Pass to the middle? Yu Genwei is still crawling slowly and passed to the right? It's hard to say if the cricket can receive the ball.

Wang Ai took a special glance at Figo, and Figo raised his eyebrows kindly, which meant: What do you think I do?

it is good! See how I play!

Wang Ai stepped on the ball with his left foot back, leaned back and took two steps. He pulled his left arm against Figo's chest, followed by his left foot, and the football flew up to Wang Ai's chest, right knee Lifting his thighs, Figo thought Wang Ai was going to pick him up on his back, because he must not turn around faster than a small one, so he stepped back and didn't give Wang Ai a chance to pass him directly.

As a result, Wang Ai's right foot had not yet landed, and people jumped up! The upper body worked hard to lean back, his legs flew up into the air, his right leg was straight, and he drew heavily on the football in the air!

Lean back, barb!

The moment when Wang Ai and Figo were entangled on the left side of the pitch did not attract much attention, and when Figo found that Wang Ai was going to barb, it was too late to try to move closer. Flying over the same height. Figo hesitated whether to use his face to block the shot, thinking that it was a warm-up match, so far from the goal, obviously a big luck ... or his face is more valuable.

It was not until the football flew into the penalty area that the two teams discovered that the ball was not good. Vitor Baya struggled to run back, but Wang Ai's shot had no arc or rotation, it was completely straight, and such a shot had a benefit: fast!

It was almost when Vitol Baya flew across, not even touching it.

The football rubbed the post and hit the goal.

For a while, all the sounds in the game field disappeared. How did this goal go?

Having witnessed all this, Figo looked at the football in the goal, glanced back at the small Chinese player who stood in place after backflip, and then slap his face.

Most players and spectators did not notice Wang Ai's shot, however, it just scored!

Super long distance upside down golden hook!

It was not until the scene on the big screen that the scene was re-emerged, that there was a lot of exclamation in the arena. At this time, Wang Ai had been caught by Milu who stepped into the stadium, plus Yang Chen, Li Tie and others who were on the bench at the moment.

In the thunderous applause in the arena, Wang Ai did not know how many palms patted his head. At this moment, I suddenly heard the whistle in the arena, and when I looked at the referee, I actually signaled that the shot was just out of bounds.

Before waiting for Wang Ai to say anything, Yang Chen jumped up the first one, and after huffing, the Chinese team members surrounded the South Korean referee. The South Korean referee just called the Portuguese to give it a push in the first half, and in the second half it seemed that the Chinese were going to be stunned again.

Wang Ai was also a bit discouraged. He just said that the shot was okay, but most people can't get this accurate. In the final analysis, he is still based on his precise shooting technique. He is also very satisfied. Unfortunately.

"Forget it!" Wang Ai ran over and pushed away the angry Yang Chen: "It's just a warm-up match."

"Aren't you angry?" Yang Chen said strangely, next to Su Maozhen, Zhao Junzhe and others looked at themselves with a strange look. Such a wonderful shot in a formal game may not be a player in his lifetime. In case, once again, it is enough to blow to the day of death.

Wang Ai was also a little strange: "What am I mad at? A warm-up match. I accidentally went out of bounds this time. I'll be careful next time."

Hao Haidong laughed out loud: "You see how wide-hearted people are."

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