Reborn on Top of Football Chapter 257

"Kick-off kick-off!" Wang Ai shouted to the crowd in the crowd.

The Chinese team woke up and down like a dream. At this time, regardless of Jiang Jin's injury, if he came to the team doctor to diagnose on the spot and send the next set of procedures, time will be gone. We ... were originally leading!

The international players helped Jiangjin to the bottom line first and then handed it to the team doctor. Yang Ye, who just came on the bench, raised his hand: "Xiao Wang, I played the goalkeeper, I'm here! Come on!"

Wang Ai nodded and ran towards the middle circle holding the football.

If you follow the traditional habits of the Chinese team, this game is fine! What else do we need to tie with Brazil? Besides, the goalkeepers are all injured, and the game is about to end. In case you go to the Chinese team and lose another one, the draw is gone?

This is Wang Ai's despised "want to win but lose," or tactical determination is always swaying. The most important thing is that in the next few minutes, the Chinese team will defend with all their strength. A young man who has n't known how many years has played the goalkeeper, a group of habitual defenders who lose the ball and run out of energy, face a powerful Brazil. Team, can we keep it?

The referee also knew that time was valuable. After Wang Ai and Shao Jiayi were in place, they quickly whistled and kicked off. Wang Ai rushed forward with the ball. Kafu blocked a few times and found that he could not grab it. Dare to foul easily, and had to drive the Brazilian midfielder to retreat, this time really reversed the crisis in the Chinese team's backcourt.

However, Kafu also did not let Wang Ai, the sweat dripping on his head splashed everywhere, breathing heavy and rapid, Wang Ai frequently accelerated, decelerated, changed direction, dribbling, from the middle circle to the top of the penalty area. Ten meters, Wang Ai didn't know how many moves he made, and Kafu didn't know how many times he adjusted passively. The two were entangled all the way, and no one could take it. Even though Wang Ai, who tried his best, had obvious physical disadvantages, it was no problem to stand up for so many seconds.

Finally pushed the football to a position that was enough to threaten the goal. Wang Ai decisively scored the ball. Rivaldo in the frontcourt of the Brazilian team ran back. It was impossible to break the goal alone.

At this time, the referee was already looking at the watch frequently.

After receiving Wang Ai 's cross, Zhao Junzhe made two steps. The Brazilian defender on the opposite side did not forget Zhao Junzhe 's dangerous long-range shot and followed closely. Zhao Junzhe had to pass back Li Tie, and Li Tie knocked on Shao Jiayi on the other side was left unattended.

Shao Jiayi knew that time was imminent, so he tried his best to control the foot approaching the ball, long shot with a large arc, and looking at the trajectory, it seemed to be within the goal range! Startled goalkeeper Max struggles to save!

"Bang!" A loud noise!

Shao Jiayi and his teammates roared angrily, gatepost!

However, Wang Ai did not go upset. He and Cafu and other Brazilian team members rushed to the football fiercely. The referee hesitated with his whistle. As a result, Wang Ai took the lead near the bottom line.

Carford, Carlos, and Juniol were all around or in front of him. Even Ronaldo assisted in the distance. Lucio and Edmilson all came.

Wang Ai looked around. If he was older and his physical disadvantage was not so obvious, he really had the confidence to push hard to break in, but now as long as a few people in the opponent turn around to close the door, he can't hold the ball.

Wang Ai was forced to run the ball to the sideline to open the distance. At the same time, while Kafu was not close, he passed back to Li Tie.

As soon as Li Tie was about to move, he heard two short and one long whistle.

Li Tie, half-opened, stepped on the ball and stared at the referee. The Swedish Anders Frisco pointed apologetically at the watch, and you have timed out. It was timeout just before that shot.

If it wasn't for the Chinese team's performance this time, the referee will not give you any explanation at all.

Li Tie loosened the football in vain. The Emperor Jade gave the Chinese team a king Ai, and God gave the Brazilian two goalposts. Although Wang Ai tried his best to retrieve the first goalpost and turned it into a broken one, the second one had no time.

"Let's go, Xiao Wang."

Li Tie walked to Wang Ai and patted Wang Ai with You Zi covering her forehead.

Wang Ai raised his head and breathed a little bit. However, Jiang Jin could not be blamed. He has done his best and is still in the emergency treatment of bleeding from the nose and mouth. The Chinese team has used wisdom, courage, discipline and combat readiness to close the absolute gap between the two sides' strength.

But I'm not reconciled!

Pouting Wang Ai walked to the sidelines and walked among the dull teammates.

Suddenly, there were violent applause and cheers from the sluggish auditorium. The Chinese fans did not expect that they could see such a wonderful offensive. In this way, there is still a chance of victory at the last minute!

We don't need any bicycles, that's enough, really, it's enough!

Ahhhh! Oh oh oh! Unprepared fans sent out this meaningless but exhausted roar.

The palms are flapping like crazy, the arms are waving like crazy, and the flag is undulating like the ocean. I do not know who started, the audience of 30,000 Chinese fans gradually chorused "Singing to the Motherland". The voice, the passion, the melody, surging like an endless sea!

This sudden noise awakened the frustrated Wang Ai. He looked at the countless excited faces on the opposite side, and suddenly felt that his vision was a little blurred. When Li Tie pulled in line to the stands, he tried hard to ask aloud. : "Tie Brother, am I too demanding? Am I too ambitious?"

Li Tie's answer was to sting Wang Ai's shoulder.

In the queue, there is a gray-faced Ma Mingyu, Jiang Jin with a clogged nose, and Hao Haidong, who is crutching ... No matter which stand you go to, fans can't wait to pounce.

On the other hand, a crowd of Brazilian stars rested tiredly on the field for a while, such a thrilling situation was unexpected. The five warm-up matches of the Chinese team in the first half of this year failed to score a goal. Who would have thought they had entered the World Cup has become so fierce! In the two games they told them to score 7 goals, 4: 4 with us Brazil!

Cunning Chinese! This must be their intention to hide their strength in the warm-up match, yes, that damn, lucky, despicable ... genius 13!

Ten minutes later, the two teams thanking the fans met in front of the grandstand. The Chinese in red jerseys and the Brazilians in yellow and green jerseys finally freed themselves from the tit-for-tat. Unlike the Chinese team members who were slightly excited, Brazil People are interested in looking at these Chinese people who have created huge problems for them.

Xu Yunlong looked at Kafu's eyes and made Kafu slightly uncomfortable. Fortunately, he just stood up and pointed to his jersey. Kafu smiled and nodded. This time, the Chinese team's brain powder was completely activated. Exchange with your favorite star.

This group of shameless ones! I said it all for nothing! Wang Ai didn't find anyone, and scorned them a bit, and he was going to leave first. Although the fans are satisfied, he has not yet been satisfied. With so much effort, he deceived the opponent so many times. He actually only got one point. I knew this. I might as well give up. We must know these deceivers. The method of exposure has been exposed, and it will not be easy to use next time. We must think of new tricks. But the most scary thing is that he is always a deceiver, and it is just that the **** person collapsed, just like Zhao Xuri now sees that he is a "liar".

Wang Ai, who was bowing his head, was suddenly stopped.

An absolute short man of 1.68 meters, with a solid, bright head, and full of wicked looks.

Carlos, the well-deserved focus of this game, has scored two wonderful free kicks like Wang Ai, both of which are the keys to the game.

Wang Ai was also stubborn, so they looked at each other in silence.

After exchanging the jerseys, the players from both sides noticed the confrontation between the two little men, and the fans and coaches nearby also found this unusual encounter.

Suddenly, Carlos smiled, pointed to Wang Ai's jersey, and pointed to himself.

Wang Ai looked aside: My jersey is more valuable than yours! But he was suddenly fanned on his head and looked back, Jin Zhiyang.

"Pay attention to foreign affairs discipline! How did the cadres of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs tell you before going abroad? Your jersey is not only yours, but also yours!"

Wang Ai clicked and murmured and took off his jersey.

** The two men put their wet jerseys on their shoulders. Carlos put Wang Ai's shoulder on his shoulders, and even said that he had a gesture. Wang Ai knew he would definitely speak English, but he did n't speak it intentionally. He also connected with him in Chinese. Say with gestures.

Just when Wang Ai took off his jersey and exchanged with Carlos, the melody of "Singing to the Motherland" had gradually declined, and he didn't know from which corner a new melody sounded. The Brazilian did not understand Chinese, but he was also familiar This famous song that accompanies the "Broken Blue Bridge" is world-renowned. Gradually, they also started to hum.

"friendship all way long"!

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