190,000 people gathered in the stands, making everyone feel insignificant. Even in the boxes, only the best and largest box in the middle could occasionally attract the attention of the camera. But at the same time, such a large gathering of people also made people feel small.
People who are there feel the power of the collective.
Xu Qinglian was very obedient this time, hiding in a box on the edge with her hat on, sitting back, and even wearing photochromic glasses. Huang Xin and Tang Mudan both became Wang Ai's allies and stared at her together. Leonie today
Mixed in with the family group, and sat down in the lower part of the main stand. Shi Wenjun was neither in the box nor in the family area. Instead, she bought ordinary tickets with her team and sat in a very remote seat.
Not far from Xu Qinglian's box, Kangsi, who had quietly flown in from Madrid, and her loyal butler Francisco had just sat down.
Francisco, who was in his forties, was more gentle than usual in his coldness. After ordering the guards, he looked at the noisy stands and sighed: "I still think you shouldn't come. Your canonization is inherently controversial."
"Didn't we agree that it's just this time?" Kang Si replied easily without looking back.
Francisco looked at the side face of Kangsi, a princess who could be called a daughter, and found that her eyes had been distinguishing and following the figure of that great man, so he had to keep silent. He did not agree with Kangsi's choice.
How could a person of orthodox royal blood marry a foreigner? Especially not as a marriage, but as a lover. But there was nothing that could be done to stop her, especially since her dream came true in the end thanks to that man’s influence.
Ever since he picked up his wife and children in Greece and moved into the villa bought by that man, he has become even more speechless. Francisco even started to reflect, maybe it was the fate of several generations that finally crushed Kangsi's thin shoulders.
This made her resist fate in this way.
Fortunately, the result was not bad. The man was quite loyal and could keep the family in peace. In this regard, the old king was not as good as him, tsk.
"It's coming, it's coming!" Francisco was thinking wildly when he heard Kangsi's excited voice in his ears. He could only sigh and cheer up: "Oh, is the doctor going to play? Will he score a goal in this game? I really want to.
Seeing his wonderful goal."
"Yes, yes!" Kangsi turned around happily: "I think what he was holding back in the past few games will explode, right?"
Francisco continued with a gentle face: "I think so. If I were taller, I would definitely do this!"
"Okay!" Kangsi clapped her hands happily, moved her body and stood behind the high-power camera that had been placed, taking another look at the court.
At this time, it was time to sing the national anthem. Conse was a Spanish national, so she didn't need to make any special remarks. She was still adjusting her camera. Francisco couldn't help but whispered: "Why don't you go see his wife?"
Kangsi looked over strangely: "Why should you go? It's not appropriate. I want to keep what you said as secret as possible."
Francisco shrugged helplessly, some things were still not suitable for him as a butler.
Kangsi watched the camera for the last time and sat back on the main seat, looking at the stadium and said calmly: "Don't worry, we are fine. There are no lies, deception or power between us and the doctor, but sincerity, cooperation and progress, and
I'm the last one."
"Well, I heard he has four children."
Kang Si blushed a little, but still said firmly: "I will have it too."
At this moment, Francisco finally put aside his last worry. Since his loyal bloodline has continued, what else can be said? Is it necessary to resurrect the Kingdom of Greece? That is something that even the president of the United States cannot do.
The various ceremonies on the field have almost been carried out. Wang Ai and Ram guessed the side. The Chinese team had the right to kick off, and the German team chose the right side of the main stand.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, what started at the same time as the referee's whistle was Wang Ai's foot. He pushed the ball back, and Chen Tao pushed it horizontally again. The final match between China and Germany in the last game of the 2014 Brazil World Cup began!
Loew sat on the coach's bench with his back straight, observing the direction of the game. Just in his field of vision, after the opening, the Chinese team showed the same style of play in the second half of the last game against the Netherlands, frequently transferring the ball and kicking
The ball was played cleanly and soon the ball was transferred to the German half.
The Chinese team's No. 11 dribbled the ball forward, and before Bastian Schweinsteiger approached, he sent a pass to the top of the penalty area. The one who got the ball... why was it No. 10?
Loew stood up involuntarily when he saw this, but he didn't wait for him to go to the sidelines to see it more clearly, nor did he wait for him to give any instructions. Just 45 seconds into the game, the Chinese team's No. 10 was defending normally.
The German team's backcourt, which was heavily outnumbered, actually began to attack the goal!
At the top of the penalty area, Wang Ai first stopped and knocked past Kramer, ignored Ozil who was rushing horizontally, and drove the ball directly towards the two central defenders Boateng and Hummels. Özil
Seeing this, Zier and Kramer had no choice but to stay behind Wang Ai, forming a four-for-one situation with the two people in front.
Boateng stepped forward and took a decisive shot, but was passed decisively. However, Boateng held onto Wang Ai's hand to hinder Wang Ai's speed, and Hummels was already in position to block and steal.
In this case, Wang Ai, with a black and hard hand on his hand, made a fake move facing Hummels, and in a very small area, he used very fast and lifelike movements to reach the target in less than two seconds.
In a short period of time, Hummels' center of gravity was moved away, and then he broke through from his opposite direction, which is also the easiest direction for Wang Ai, that is, from the position between the two!
Noyin'er was dumbfounded. How did he get here?
Perhaps Boateng, who was "dragged" on Wang Ai's arm, knew the truth, but at this time he was no longer "dragling" Wang Ai but instinctively wanted to rely on Wang Ai to maintain balance. The excited Wang Ai seemed not to feel
With the same weight, he was also able to fake Neuer, shaking Neuer at the moment when multiple German players from all directions pounced on him, and then shot at his center of gravity.
Neuer fell down in an extremely embarrassed manner, but could do nothing about the football behind him. The German team members who had already rushed in front of them looked at the football in disbelief, and looked at the Chinese who had turned around and ran towards their own half to celebrate.
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How long has it been since it started? One minute?
The time is played on the big screen, 55 seconds! The fastest goal in the World Cup final!
Hummels and Boateng are both experienced players and made no mistakes. This is different from other quick goals. This is a hard-hit goal.
The stands were filled with joy. Chinese commentator He Wei rarely lost his voice. Guest Sun Jihai laughed loudly: "It's been a long time since I've seen such a goal! Let me tell you, one of Xiao Wang'er's special skills is to score in a small space.
With his ultra-high cadence, Nei performs ultra-fast fake moves, thus turning a chichi into the end of the world! Turning decay into magic!"
This chapter has been completed!