Reborn on Top of Football Chapter 357

After finishing the conversation with Zhang Jilong, Wang Aigao went out of the room happily and decided not to scold AFC anymore. People are so interesting to you that they are almost there. Besides, Lao Zhang worked really hard inside, spreading such a support team of the Chinese men's football, it will be **** mold for eight lives! But that's it, Zhang Jilong can also act as the AFC chairman for two years with his own ability!

Wang Ai and Zhang Jilong knew each other very early. Two years ago, Wang Ai participated in the 84-year-old Asian Little League, and Zhang Jilong rushed to the scene to present the award. Since then, although the two have not had much contact, the relationship is good. Zhang Jilong is very concerned about the growth of Wang Ai, a young player. In previous quarrels between Wang Ai and the domestic football industry, quarrels with the Football Association and even with the head coach, although Zhang Jilong did not speak, he remained valuable and neutral.

This is enough, after all, his foundation in the Football Association is not deep, equivalent to a sports diplomat.

Wang Ai, accompanied by Sun Yi and Yan Zhu, reached the training ground all the way, and found that his teammates were engaged in group confrontation. He had injuries on his leg and was too tired. He just sat down beside the playing field.

"What? Vice Chairman Zhang has finished talking to you?" Mai Chao said with a smile.

"Huh! Fine, this count!" Wang Ai deliberately opened his fingers and bitterly.

"Oh, don't you know what the details are?" Mai Chao was not fooled.

"Well, what do you think of tomorrow's game? We still won't fight for this championship? After all, we can be considered full of wounded, right?"

"What about you? What do you think?"

Wang Ai rubbed his nose: "I still admire a little bit of our men's football. No matter what we lose to others, we have never been counseled in Japan, and we haven't lost the face of our anti-Japanese war seniors. Oh, of course I am . "

"Then what do you mean by fight?"

"Hey, it 's not fun to guide you, Mai. I remember that this is the first time that you have led the national font size? It 's uneasy for you to catch up with the" Great King Xiao Wang ". You are also a" penalty expert ". Well-known for his strong psychological quality, in the midst of the national youth storm, hey! ”Wang Ai shook his head and said,“ Once the championship is won, no matter from the actual situation or the face of the Football Association, the biggest advantage is not your?"

"Hahaha!" Mai Chao smiled with a magnificent smile: "Of course I hope to win the championship, but it is also possible to miss it. After all, the runner-up of the Asian Youth Championship is also the second-best record in history, equal to the second place 8 years ago. It's good. "

"Okay!" Wang Ai stood up after watching it again. "My body is terribly uncomfortable. It is estimated that I will breathe out tomorrow and have to look at them. I will not practice today. I will ask the team doctor for a massage. How much can I recover? How much to recover, the best, I can win tomorrow without me, and I look forward to returning to Germany to play the UEFA Cup. "

Mai Chao nodded: "If we can advance the ball, you can be late. If you are behind, you can go early. Of course, it depends on your physical condition tomorrow. Try your best. Now the Football Association is satisfied. There are no hard requirements. It 's all about our desire to win. Your teammates really want to go back with a championship. To be honest, I also think, in fact, the Football Association also thinks. This year the Asian Little League is the champion, the National Olympic team is the champion, our national youth Sandwiched, preferably champions. "

Wang Ai went back to the team doctor for a special massage to alleviate physical fatigue, and all day training was stopped, except for the gym at night for half an hour.

At 3:30 pm on October 31, the third and fourth finals of the Asian Youth Championship started between Uzbekistan and the South Korean team. The strength of the two sides is very different, but the South Korean team obviously suffered severe losses in the semi-final with the Chinese team the day before yesterday. The main force is not present. Uzbekistan's semi-final opponent is the relatively civilized Japanese team, so physical fitness and health remain good. Therefore, this game has been tepid for 90 minutes, but in overtime, Uzbekistan won with a golden ball and won third place.

At 18 o'clock in the evening, the Chinese and Japanese teams entered.

The game attracted the attention of many Asian media, and the fans at the scene almost filled the stadium. Visually, Wang Ai's bombardment blew up a group of divers, and the football game was inseparable from the topic.

The Chinese team announced the starting list before the game. "Onlookers" sharply discovered that the previous game had one pass and one shot. Wang Ai, who defeated South Korea, did not start. This also confirmed the judgment of the outside world. The star of hope of the Chinese team, the consumption of the last game was extremely serious. However, the Japanese team did not dare to take it lightly. As long as the big devil is still sitting on the sidelines, as long as there is a possibility of playing for one minute, it is possible to rewrite the result of the game.

After the starting players entered, Wang Aicai slowly walked into the stadium with the help of Sun Yi, and immediately greeted the cheers and applause of the fans in the nearby stands, which also attracted the attention of the camera and other fans.

Despite limp and limping, though it was just a substitute that seemed impossible to play, Wang Ai was like the owner of the Doha Stadium, waving a calm smile.

In the stands box, the six-member Chinese star football team stretched their necks and applauded.

"It hurts like that?" Li Jindou frowned and pointed at the eye-catching Wang Ai.

"It's said that there was blood flowing from the shoe." Zhao Benshan said.

"Oh, look." Guo Da still had the half-dead tone: "Half and half. Half are really hurt, half are really deceiving."

"Well!" Feng Gong said: "I think so, did he just lie to the Brazilians once in the World Cup?"

"Xiao Lao Zhao, isn't this your apprentice? Why is it a big flicker?" Cai Ming interjected.

"Haha, how can I have such an apprentice! I'm a doctor, but I'm a trouble."

In the last Sino-South Korean war, the Chinese team carried it to the end. The game was anxious, and it was not good-looking, but the star celebrity was not professional at all. Instead, it looked at the mental state and the competitive spirit. The domestic media also reported that they had come to cheer and praised them, so they are still interested in this game.

At 18:30, the match between the two sides began.

Immediately after the opening, the Chinese team fell into defensive position. The players' control range was significantly narrower than the previous one, and their poor physical performance was obvious. In addition, the absolute main players including Yang Hao, Guo Liang, Wang Ai, and Han Peng were on the bench. But the Japanese team did not rush to attack, and steadily controlled the rhythm of the game. Seems to be waiting for the Chinese team's physical collapse to come, so easily gain a victory.

Prior to the last ChinKorea war, Japanese journalists' provocative diversions also played a role. The South Korean team not only failed Wang Ai Nong's game, but also made several absolute main draws. Of course, the Chinese boys are not honest, and the South Korean team has almost lost the same main force, otherwise it would not lose to Uzbekistan.

In the fifth minute of the game, the Japanese team launched a fast break and was severely cut off by substitute midfielder Zhao Xuri. This is the first time Zhao Xuri has made his debut in the last three games. As a 85-year-old player, he can play in 83 countries. Qing, standing in the 81st National Olympics, explains the problem itself.

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