Wang Ai's jersey number is very interesting. According to the average Chinese people's opinion, "4" is unlucky and homophonic with "death", while "44" means "death", or "death on top of death". But then again,
There are also some amazing coincidences in this thing. For example, this year is the first time in 44 years that the national football team has qualified for the World Cup, and then...
This national football team has been established for more than two years, and all the good numbers have been assigned, such as No. 9 Ma Mingyu, No. 10 Hao Haidong, No. 11 Yu Genwei, No. 12 Su Maozhen, and No. 20 Yang Chen, ranked from No. 1 to No. 22
After Wang Ai came, he originally wanted to give him the number 23. Wang Ai thought, why should I ask for a goalkeeper’s number? The only thing I don’t know is goalkeeper! You are not afraid that I, who is 1.6 meters tall, will destroy the goal? So Wang Ai first
In anger, he chose the number "44" that no one in the Chinese team would choose, which happened to correspond to the year 44.
When Wang Ai came on the field, it was almost "garbage time", at least for the Chinese team. The powerful Portugal scored two goals in 10 minutes, which almost broke the backbone of the Chinese team. And they had no hope of winning!
There were 15 minutes left. After Wang Ai came on the field, he stepped on the slightly slippery turf and looked up. He found that Zhao Junzhe, the right midfielder, was dribbling the ball on the right side and struggling with the Portuguese team members. Wang Ai slowly ran towards
The left midfielder maintained an appropriate distance from other Chinese team members while casually waving at Zhao Junzhe.
Since he wants to score goals, he must at least be seen. However, Wang Ai did not ask for the ball immediately. He just raised his hand casually to say hello, or to show his presence. Wang Ai had no special performance in the first two warm-up games.
The physical confrontation ability is still poor, so they don't get much ball rights. Although these old guys, mainly born in the 1970s, don't dare to offend themselves, they dare to ignore themselves. Who makes me 15 centimeters shorter than their average height?
Well, people insisted that they couldn't see themselves, so I stretched out my hand, stretched out my hand...and then the ball came.
Zhao Junzhe happened to be entangled by the Portuguese players and had no chance, so he simply passed the ball across the court with his big foot. Fortunately, Wang Ai had done a good job in warming up. After he jumped up and stopped the ball with his chest, he found that Fei was opposite him.
Figo actually ran up to intercept him, and turned around halfway to protect the ball. Fortunately, Figo had no intention of actively fighting with him.
He is the world's best football player, he is delicate and expensive, and he has a physical confrontation with a player who is his teammate in the warm-up match, or when he is leading by two goals? And! Who are you? What, the best newcomer in Asia... what is that?
Wang Ai was ready for Figo to collide with him, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't move at all. Wang Ai stepped on the ball and glanced back. At this time, he was on the left sideline, about half way from the bottom line to the center line, and Figo just casually
Standing one meter behind his left side, he seemed to be preparing to intercept his own pass, not giving himself a chance to directly dribble the ball past him, and at the same time, he was also preparing to intercept his possible long-range shot.
Because Zhao Junzhe's cross kick was sudden, there were no other Chinese team members nearby. At the top of the goal arc, Yu Genwei was moving this way, as if he was about to step forward to receive Wang Ai's pass. Left back Sun Jihai
There was about 40 meters away from Wang Ai, so he simply didn’t come up. After a cross pass from the right side of the court, Zhao Junzhe ran towards the baseline, while Su Maozhen and Qu Bo cooperated with him to pull the defense line on the right side, so both sides were
Wait for Wang Ai to pass the ball to the center line and then launch an attack on the Chinese team's right wing. Obviously, neither China nor Portugal thinks that Wang Ai or the weak Chinese left wing will pose any threat at this moment. Even the Portuguese team's goalkeeper,
Vitor Baya, who performed very steadily in this game, was paying attention to the frequent interspersed movements of several Chinese players in the left backcourt.
Wang Ai turned around and took two steps towards Figo. He found that Figo only took half a step back and remained unmoved. Wang Ai had to turn around and prepare to pass the ball, but Yu Genwei was not in place and Sun Jihai did not come up. Su Maozhen,
Qu Bo and Zhao Junzhe played eagle and chicken with the Portuguese on the right, and they had a lot of fun.
Oh well, no one cares about me anymore?
The depressed Wang Ai glanced back again. Probably Figo also found Wang Ai's situation a bit embarrassing at this time, so he smiled and passed it back to Lao Sun? What is the difference between this and helping the opponent attack? Pass it to the middle?
Gen Wei is still crawling slowly and passes the ball to the right? It's hard to say whether the three of them can catch the ball.
Wang Ai glanced at Figo specifically, and Figo raised his eyebrows in a friendly manner, meaning: What do I think of you?
Okay! See how I play!
Wang Ai stepped on the ball with his left foot and moved back. He took two steps back and pressed his left arm on Figo's chest. Then he raised his left foot and the football flew up to Wang Ai's chest height and his right knee.
Lifting up and padding his thighs, Figo thought that Wang Ai was going to pass the ball with his back, because he was definitely not as fast as the smaller one as he was a big man, so he stepped back and did not give Wang Ai a chance to pass him directly.
As a result, Wang Ai jumped up before his right foot landed! His upper body leaned back hard, his legs flew into the air one after another, his right leg straightened, and he hit the football in the air hard!
Backward, barb!
The moment when Wang Ai and Figo were slightly entangled on the left side of the court did not attract much attention. When Figo discovered that Wang Ai was about to make an overhead kick, it was already too late to get close to him.
Figo flew past as high as his head. Figo hesitated for a moment whether to use his face to block the shot. He thought it was just a warm-up match, and it was so far away from the goal. It was obvious that he was lucky... Or was his face more important?
Worth more money.
It wasn't until the football flew into the penalty area that the two teams realized that the ball came from an unkind person. Vitor Baya ran back hard, but Wang Ai's shot had neither arc nor rotation, and was completely stunned.
Stunned, and such a shot has one advantage: it’s fast!
As soon as Vitor Baya flew up, he didn't even touch the side.
The football grazed the post and shot into the goal.
For a moment, all the sounds in the stadium disappeared. How did this goal score?
Figo, who had completely witnessed all this, looked at the football in the goal, glanced back at the young Chinese player who was standing on the same spot after a backflip, and then slapped his face.
Most players and spectators didn't notice Wang Ai's shot, but it just went in!
Super long-distance upside-down golden hook!
It wasn't until the big screen at the scene replayed the scene in an emergency that the whole stadium erupted in exclamations. At this time, Wang Ai was already hugged by Milu who stepped into the stadium, plus Yang Chen who was on the bench at the moment.
, Li Tie et al.
Amidst the thunderous cheers in the stadium, Wang Ai didn't know how many hands slapped his head. At this moment, he suddenly heard the whistle in the stadium. When he looked at the referee, he actually signaled that the shot just went out of bounds first and it would not count!
Before Wang Ai could say anything, Yang Chen was the first to jump up. With a roar, the Chinese players surrounded the Korean referee. The Korean referee had just asked the Portuguese to push him in the first half, and now it was about to happen again in the second half.
The Chinese were beaten.
Wang Ai was also a little frustrated. It's okay to say that the shot he just shot was a blur, but most people can't be so accurate. In the final analysis, it was still based on his precise shooting skills. He was also very satisfied with it, but it was a pity.
"Forget it, forget it!" Wang Ai ran over and pushed away the aggrieved Yang Chen: "It's just a warm-up match."
"Aren't you angry?" Yang Chen asked strangely. Su Maozhen, Zhao Junzhe and others next to him also looked at him strangely. Such a wonderful shot may never happen to a player in a formal game.
, just in case it blows until the day I die again.
Wang Ai was also a little strange: "Why am I angry? It's just a warm-up match. I accidentally went out of bounds this time. I'll just be careful next time."
Hao Haidong laughed out loud: "Look at how generous people are."
This chapter has been completed!