This is the scene that the coaches of both teams least want to see, because both sides have exhausted their physical energy, and there is no certainty at all in overtime.
The Chinese national junior team members sat on the sidelines to rest, drink water, and seize the time to recover their physical fitness. Lao Gao was busy giving everyone water, and followed the team doctor to massage the players half-baked, while the team leader was busy passing towels and walking around busy. In fact,
There aren't many things going on, but they also feel sorry for these teenagers, but they just don't know how to help them!
Wang Ai, who was extremely tired, had to sit down. The substitutes, team leaders, and cadres of both teams were rushing to serve these teenagers, so the scene was a bit chaotic.
When Wang Ai was making a joke about Zhou Haibin's "vampire", someone suddenly called him in the player tunnel. Wang Ai looked up and saw that it was Liu Jianhong.
Wang Ai did not get up. He was too tired. He smiled and said: "Why are you here for an interview before the game is over? Go, go, don't accept it! Even Brother Liu, I won't give you face!"
Unexpectedly, Liu Jianhong did not answer, but was a little speechless. Finally, he smiled apologetically and uneasily, "Anyway, I believe you will be happy."
As he spoke, Liu Jianhong got out of his way.
Wang Aizheng was confused. He looked back and jumped up on the ground. Because behind Liu Jianhong, there was a bright-eyed woman with hands behind her back, wearing a long white dress, and a little narrow smile...Xu Qinglian!
"Qinglian? Why are you here?" Wang Ai asked this sentence dumbfounded, and then felt that his brain was not enough... Where is this? What am I doing?
"Uncle Liu came home to say..." Xu Qinglian's bright eyes glanced at Liu Jianhong who was covering his face: "Your competition is very hard, let me encourage you, Uncle Wang and Aunt Ai also agreed. How about it, received
Are you encouraged?"
At this time, Wang Ai's reaction was almost mindless. He immediately opened his arms and said with the same rhythm and cadence as an opera aria: "For this meeting in a foreign country thousands of miles away, you, who are also Chinese, do you owe me a beautiful blessing?"
Hug? Ah! What a memorable moment!”
Xu Qinglian gritted her teeth: "Young Meimei! Seeing that you are so energetic and still have strength, I will go back. There is a lot of homework!"
Just when Wang Aigang was about to continue acting like he was at home, he suddenly noticed that the atmosphere around him was very strange, and he suddenly realized! This is... fucking Da Liu! I will fight you!
Wang Ai stared fiercely at the host of the CCTV Gossip Channel who leaked his privacy, and the two traitors Lin Long and Ma Dong who were the only two traitors who had the opportunity to leak this secret! These two people did not expect Xu Qinglian to suddenly show up.
He was so happy that he suddenly woke up when he met Wang Ai's eyes. It's not good! Xiao Wang was anxious, and then he realized that Liu Jianhong, the spy, had overheard the two of them chatting, and he immediately told Liu Jianhong
glare!
Xu Qinglian blocked Wang Ai's gaze: "What are you doing? Uncle Liu has been very good to me along the way. You are not allowed to criticize him. Don't you hate me coming to watch your game?"
This silly woman! Wang Ai clenched his fists angrily and helplessly! He looked at Xu Qinglian, and there was concern, admiration, a trace of resentment, a trace of joy and a little hidden anxiety in those big eyes.
Damn it! Wang Ai just keeps doing it all the time, it’s already like this, what’s the point of being secretive!
Wang Ai couldn't help but took Xu Qinglian's hand and walked to his teammates who were all looking ambiguous.
"Boss, is this Mrs. Sister-in-law?" Zhao Xuri winked with a smile.
"What kind of lady?" Wang Ai frowned, and then coughed: "Young men, let me let you know each other. This is our Black Wind Village, and I am the wife of the stronghold, Fairy Zixia, who is the head of the village!"
Before her teammates could react with laughter, Xu Qinglian, who was blushing, kicked Wang Ai in the calf, turned around and ran towards Ren Chao and Zhang Xiuyun who were smiling brightly.
"Don't go, watch me play football!" Wang Ai confessed from a distance, turned around and said angrily to Zhao Xuri: "You little fool! You are dissatisfied even if I ask you to go out to patrol the mountains. Now,
What crime do you deserve for frightening away my Mrs. Yazhai? Come on!"
Bai He, Yang Fusheng, Wang Yongpo, Gao Lin, Feng Xiaoting and other main and substitute players stood up and shook their heads and shook their butts: "Here you are!"
"Take little Zhuanfeng out, cut off the penis and feed it to the dogs!" Wang Ai waved his hand in disgust.
Zhao Xuri instantly entered the scene, knelt down at the feet of the "King" and looked like he was bursting into tears: "No, King! Please take pity on me. There are still eighty people in my family... Uh-huh, Director Gao, I have,
Well myself..."
Before he could finish speaking, "Little Zuanfeng" was happily dragged away by the other "little monsters" to perform sex reassignment surgery...
Lao Gao looked at the teenagers' mischief with a smile, and while touching his cheek, he kept doubting himself: Do I really look like I am eighty? It seems that I am quite haggard, and I need to take a good rest after returning home.
It has to be said that although Liu Jianhong's tricks were a bit damaged, the effect was really good. Not only was Wang Ai so stimulated that he forgot about fatigue, but even the team members became more lively.
At 10 minutes, overtime began. The Chinese national juniors who walked onto the field did not really feel that their physical fitness was back, but they were not so dignified. After a short rest, the Nigerian team's physical fitness also recovered a lot, and both sides began to be cautious.
And boldly strive to create opportunities in the competition.
Since it was Wang Ai who created three consecutive scoring opportunities and dragged Nigeria into overtime, the Nigerian team no longer dared to ignore Wang Ai's presence, and it was already overtime, and they were no longer afraid of penalties and penalties.
red and yellow cards, so the physical collisions against Wang Ai became more frequent and intense, and during Wang Ai's running, the hands of Nigerian players almost grew on Wang Ai's jersey!
Fortunately, Wang Ai was always free in Nigeria's penalty area, and under the close attention of referee Batista, the Nigerian players still had some sense and did not dare to seriously foul Wang Ai, because that would
Ushering in a penalty kick that is equivalent to a death sentence!
Wang Ai is like a small boat in the storm, constantly floating up and down, swaying left and right, but Wang Ai grits his teeth and insists that he must be on the front line! This is my position, this is my battlefield, this is the anchor that can calm the national youth formation.
!As long as you are on the front line, Nigeria will always be afraid to attack aggressively! Otherwise, with such a loss of physical fitness, the individual super abilities of the Nigerian team members will pose too great a threat to the Chinese goal. Sabu, Brown
Their strength is not weaker than Chen Tao, and their physical fitness is far better than Chen Tao!
For every extra minute you persist, there is a minute's chance of victory!
This chapter has been completed!