Wang Ai is a two-footed general.
Dida knew this, so he dropped his body's center of gravity early when he abandoned the goal. The Chinese boy who was gradually unable to stand had only one chance to hit and touch the ball. How would he choose to shoot?
He raised his left foot, tilted his body passively, and aimed his eyes at his right calf. He wanted to hit the ground ball that was most uncomfortable for the goalkeeper and rubbed his center leg!
Having made a clear judgment, Dida immediately flattened his bent legs and decisively lay down to block the attack!
Sure enough, the Chinese boy shot. Sure enough, it was only this one shot. Then, under the tug of Kaladze and Gattuso, he staggered to control his center of gravity and left the dangerous area. But why was he shooting?! How did he know that I was going to fall?
Down?
The eyes of Wang Ai and all the players on the field followed the fluttering football. The moment they crossed the goal line, all their emotions burst out. Lampard jumped up, shook his arms, and cheered to the sky. Drogba clenched his fists with both hands.
, bent down and waved vigorously. Robben, who was already running and out of breath, turned around and raised an arm towards the stands, leading the cheers in the stands. Makélélé stood there shaking his head and applauding, turned around and hugged Terry.
Together.
The entire Stamford Bridge, which had been depressed for more than an hour, turned into a sea of joy.
Applause, cheers, and whistles poured into the field like floods that broke the dam.
In the box, His Excellency the Duke put down his reserve, Mr. Roman forgot his caution, and was speechless amid the manic noises.
Everyone congratulated each other. Only Mr. Jose, who had been shrugging his shoulders, let out a sigh of relief, lowered his shoulders, and allowed his assistants and substitutes to hug each other warmly.
The capital is covered with crowns, but this person is alone and haggard.
After scoring the goal, Wang Ai rushed to the nearest stand, which was also the stand for die-hard fans. He stepped on the billboard on the sidelines, raised his head high and cheered to the blue sea in front of him, and scarves suddenly rained down.
In the surrounding stands, fans unfurled slogans they had prepared for a long time: "wiwi, one of us!"
"Tie the best record in history, one of us!"
"wiwi, stay with you!"
The on-site TV set was focused on these slogans, and the commentators from various countries excitedly prepared and announced for a long time as quickly as possible, and the news was officially confirmed many times: "The foreign aid king from China finally scored a goal, which made the presidents of both sides
The score becomes 3:2, Chelsea is about to advance to the Champions League final!"
When Wang Ai jumped off the billboard and walked back under the advice of on-site security and UEFA officials, he suddenly bent down and picked up a Chelsea dark blue scarf, turned around and waved it towards the stands. Suddenly, there was thunderous applause.
Excited faces poured out their excitement towards Wang Ai.
After the audience calmed down a little, the on-site commentator at Stamford Bridge announced in an excited tone the news that Wang Ai had tied the historical record 43 years ago, "From now on, the Champions League single-season scoring record belongs to Chelsea and the Premier League!
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This news was expected, but the fear of being eliminated had been suppressed for too long. After being reminded by the on-site commentator, the fans who had just sat down stood up again and collectively applauded and congratulated Wang Ai, who was walking toward his teammate in the center of the court.
This was the second collective ovation for a goal, quieter and more orderly than the last time.
This time the applause lasted for a full minute. The fans, who had returned to the usual indifferent expression of the British, used their applause to show their excitement and gloating. Because the on-site commentary added a message: Wang Ai tied the record with AC at that time.
Created by Milan players!
In other words, their wiwi scored a goal against AC Milan that tied their opponent's historical record. The British gentlemen were already secretly enjoying themselves, twice as much!
Liu Jianhong, who had long forgotten to defend Wang Ai, specifically instructed the director to loosen the noise reduction equipment and completely transmitted the thunderous applause from Stamford Bridge back to China, allowing the fans to feel the respect paid to Wang Ai by Stamford Bridge.
As for the World Cup? What is the World Cup? I forgot about it!
This standing ovation even delayed the restart of the game, and the game did not end until the Milan people protested.
This time, Gattuso was no longer careless and did not even dare to take the ball again. Unfortunately, there was not much time left. Chelsea's defensive system, which was fully alert, had extinguished countless super forwards. The Milan people were anxious, desperate, and regardless of the situation.
Everything. But there is also a shining Wiwi in their backcourt, trying his best to delay their offense.
In the 88th minute of the game, Wang Ai made a light fake move to shake off the stiff Gattuso and sent a precise diagonal pass. If Maldini hadn't almost hugged Drogba, the score would have been rewritten again.
This blow forced the Milanese to strengthen their defense and also made them realize that the situation was over.
With the referee's whistle and a decisive gesture, the entire Stamford Bridge seemed to roar. Everyone, including the big shots in the box, stood up collectively. The coaching staff, substitutes, and staff rushed into the stadium in a rush of people.
The sound was like a sea wave, rushing towards the field in waves. Some fans actually jumped off the stands, broke through the blockage of the burly security, and rushed into the field to celebrate with the players.
Duff bent down to pick up the ball and shot it into the stands. Terry put his arm around Makelele's shoulders and waved to the stands together. Robben and Drogba were chatting fiercely face to face, and Wang Ai was joking with Del Horno.
, while taking out the scarf he just picked up from his pocket, he tied it around his neck solemnly... like a red scarf.
There is no way, just this method is familiar!
Reporters from British Sky TV, which was responsible for broadcasting the game, rushed into the stadium with cameras and blocked the players for interviews one by one. Every time they spoke, there was a wave of louder cheers in the stands. When Wang Ai arrived, Wang Ai was standing there
Jose, who was smiling, danced in front of him, talking and gesticulating. The sensitive microphone captured the conversation between the two. The TV director found it interesting so he didn't skip it. Now the whole audience, the whole UK and the whole world came here to watch the game.
The fans all heard it. Wang Ai proudly emphasized to Jose: "Defense, I'm good at it. (Defense, I'm very good at it.)"
Wang Ai's self-deprecation and Jose's face-to-face dealing with each other are a true reflection of their harmonious relationship.
The reporter first congratulated Wang Ai for being named the best of the game, and then asked him to speak. A smiling Wang Ai looked at the camera: "Thierry, I'm coming. (Thierry, I'm coming!)"
The reporters were stunned for a moment, and then they couldn't help but exclaimed: "Henry? Henry! He is talking about Henry. Did everyone hear it? Henry, did you hear it?"
Yesterday, Henry told reporters: "wiwi, I'll wait for you at the Stade de France."
Now, Wang Ai is here, Chelsea people are here, Stade de France, we are here!
This chapter has been completed!