In the 33rd minute of the first half, the young Brazilian player, who was panicked by the Chinese team's soldiers, frequently committed fouls and was finally caught by the referee and whistled a direct free kick. The Chinese fans immediately cheered when they saw this, which made the original
Wang Ai, who had no intention of taking a free throw, was unanimously pushed to the penalty spot by his teammates: Everyone wants to see you now!
If we win, it's easy to say if we score, but if we don't score, we'll have to complain.
Come on, boss!
While Wang Ai was making preparations, Xu Qinglian was busy dealing with the sisters' congratulations: "Same joy, same joy."
Xiao Li looked at Xu Qinglian who was smiling from all directions and holding her hands. He was a little bit amused. After the fuss was over, he whispered: "You two really get along well as a couple. Captain Wang always likes to hold hands like this."
"Really?" Xu Qinglian asked, then thought for a moment and shook her head: "No, he is not as beautiful as me in women's clothes."
Xiao Li rolled his eyes: "You are pretty, you are right? Tell me eight hundred times a day. Why aren't the other Yingkou girls I know like you?"
"All Yingkou." Xu Qinglian pulled in the direction of this world-famous stadium, as if she was standing on Shuilazi Mountain overlooking her hometown: "I am the only one."
Xiao Li sighed and lowered his head: "I really can't stand you, how can Captain Wang tolerate it?"
"Don't you talk about the couple's appearance? Do you think this is all my true character? No, I was originally a shy and innocent little girl. It was all because of him that he abducted me when I was young and ignorant and went to Yingkou to cheat money.
He killed me." Xu Qinglian sighed three times: "After being shameless like him for a long time, I will no longer be me."
Xiao Li clapped his hands: "No wonder everyone says you two are a perfect match. Most people can't follow this line of thinking."
Xu Qinglian was about to say something, but suddenly stopped and grabbed Xiao Li's hand: "I'll tell you later, I'm going to kick him."
Just now, Zhao Xuri protested that the Brazilian team's wall was too close, so he was delayed. Now he was ready. With the referee's whistle, Wang Ai, who had taken five or six steps back, started almost leisurely, taking his time.
When he got close to the football, he kicked it out.
About 22 meters away from the goal, the football passed diagonally above the wall and hung accurately in the upper right corner of the goal.
He Wei shouted hoarsely in the live broadcast: "Heavy lifting is easy, heavy lifting is easy! Captain Wang's goal has broken away from the stereotype and the shadow of others, and has become a relaxed and freehand combination of his various direct free kick skills. This is a pair of capable players."
The feet used for painting are a pair of feet that can be used to pick fish bones..."
The Chinese fans were very happy at this time, otherwise they would have complained about Poet He. After scoring the goal, Wang Ai was surrounded by his teammates, but he was obviously not very excited. He casually waved to the stands and wanted to return to his own half.
Many Chinese fans were waiting for him with their arms raised high, and some impatient ones even swung their upper bodies vigorously. Zhao Xuri, who was accompanying him, patted Wang Ai on the shoulder: "Boss, let's dance, the fans have ordered."
Wang Ai suddenly understood and couldn't help but point at the stands and laugh. The big tree dance was just a matter of interest at first. Later, after Kang Si suggested it and his family agreed, it turned into an action for him to create a personal popular symbol...
But Wang Ai himself is relatively casual, so after leaving Bayern, leaving the Allianz Arena, and returning to the national team, he subconsciously forgot about it.
Unexpectedly, the fans still remember it.
All right.
Wang Ai ran to the sidelines and raised his arms high, swaying left and right three times with a rhythmic frequency. Half of the main stand was filled with fans dancing along. The atmosphere was grand and warm, uniform and passionate.
The referee did not stop the Oriental Super Giant, who was the only one present in this Confederations Cup. Of course, Wang Ai did not waste time either. It was quite interesting. Anyway, there are countless cameras around. This scene is enough to be left behind for countless others in the future.
I remember it all the time.
When the game resumed, the Brazilian team seemed to have come back to their senses. The young players no longer wanted to listen to Scolari because they had scored three goals in a row. There was a hint of sharpness in the chaos of offensive and defensive organization. Instead, Gao Gao loudly warned the players.
, don’t let your guard down just because your opponent is in a mess, because the Brazilian team as a whole has not been very neat, relying on the small-scale spiritual cooperation of three or two people.
The Chinese team on the field responded to every move of the Brazilian young players quite calmly, and the women in the stands began to talk to each other again.
"Captain Wang's shot just now was really a coincidence but not a good one?" Xiao Li asked Xu Qinglian after listening to He Wei's explanation.
"No." Xu Qinglian decisively broke the story: "At least this ball is definitely not the one. He just chose this easy way because his physical condition is not perfect and he lacks the grasp of various extreme free kick techniques."
"But it's very beautiful."
"Yes. But isn't the way he played in the past more beautiful?" Xu Qinglian shook his head: "Obviously it's not necessary. He only needs to ensure a certain speed and landing point. In fact, whether there is an arc or not, the goalkeeper generally has nothing to do.
Sarr is already the best goalkeeper in the world, it would be the same even if Kahn comes back or Buffon comes over."
"So you can't defend free kicks?"
"No, but it is different from the usual shots. The usual shots are not so calm and the options are not so wide. We have calculated that as long as the speed is above 100 kilometers and the landing point is outside the range controlled by the goalkeeper,
The football will arrive faster than the goalkeeper. Unless the goalkeeper starts before the kick is taken, and he has to be very lucky, it is almost impossible to stop it." Xu Qinglian said: "There are two restrictions on direct free kicks, one is
One is the human wall, and the other is footwork. The human wall is no longer a problem for most current shooters, but footwork is still a problem. After all, the football is round, and it is leather and smooth, and the sneakers are also leather, and the leather will rub against it.
Skin……"
Xiao Li suddenly burst into laughter: "Pissing up..."
Xu Qinglian paused for a moment, confused: "A round thing is hit by an irregular thing, and it is also very slippery. It is not easy to control the impact point, and it is still so far away. I can't carry it with me in the game.
Computers can only rely on feelings accumulated through experience, so even his hit rate is only a little over 40%, and he often misses... Well, okay, that's the explanation."
"Ha!" Xu Qinglian rubbed her hands: "How dare you act like a hooligan with me!"
Xiao Li screamed and dodged left and right. Fortunately, the stadium was so noisy that no one could hear clearly what the girlfriends of the two big-name players were saying. The other ladies were either watching the game seriously or whispering, and there were many watching.
Xu Qinglian and Xiao Li's fun.
They are so relaxed, naturally because the game on the field is already under the control of the Chinese team, not only the football but also the rhythm. In order to prevent the Brazilian teenager from losing his mind, the Chinese team did not take the opportunity to chase, but steadily waited for halftime
Finish.
At 3:48 a.m. BJ time, when it was already dark outside the windows of many fans, the first half of the game ended with Wang Ai's hat trick, and the Chinese team ended with a score of 3:0 against the host.
This chapter has been completed!