Chapter 147 Battle of Camp Nou (7)

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 While Li Jun was chatting with his colleagues, half an hour of the game passed.

The two sides are still zero to zero.

Wang Ai was not very clear about Enrique's tactical arrangements and the targeted measures for Real Madrid's changes. Zidane made it clear before the game that he would be responsible for the offense wholeheartedly. Ramos also said to him: Don't care about us, as long as you can score goals.

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Wang Ai now only knows that Ramos and the others are working very hard, but he doesn’t know the specific arrangements. Anyway, as someone who has also played defensive positions, Wang Ai knows very well how difficult those South American players are, unlike those in Europe and China.

The training here is more systematic, and the players are more standardized. South American players emphasize individuality from character to training, and if there are three superstar-level South American players who have a tacit understanding with each other, it will be more difficult.

Defensively, Barcelona did a good job, even if Real Madrid changed their formation on the spot, they could not destroy them immediately.

However, Wang Ai knows it well. Every breakthrough he makes on the left side is a huge drain on Alves and central defender Pique. Wang Ai himself can be regarded as one behind two. At the same time, because he is the offensive side and has the initiative, the opponent's consumption is huge.

It's even bigger, and this kind of consumption cannot last long. As long as the consumption reaches a certain level, either the physical fitness cannot keep up or the energy cannot keep up.

While Wang Ai was fighting a war of attrition, Lao Gao was entertaining Lao Tang at BJ's house.

The smiling Old Tang pointed at the TV and said, "Little Wang'er plays very cunningly."

The stern Lao Gao gave Lao Tang a cigarette: "Wait for change."

"Well, it's smart. Barcelona is barely a loser, and it's home court. They fight very fiercely and move a lot. Xiao Wanger wants to maintain pressure without getting hurt. He can break through several times without having to pass it out.

Hehe. But Zidane is pretty ruthless. Ronaldo and Benzema are both in the middle. This is a twin-tower tactic."

Lao Gao took a sip and said, "The one who wears a suit is the toughest in history."

Lao Tang looked at the two brothers and couldn't help but smile. Lao Gao also smiled and shook his head: "Don't look at Real Madrid, they are just pretending. They are never soft on big things, and they are not ruthless.

Not the number one club in the world.”

"That's the truth." Old Tang looked at Old Gao: "Have you decided?"

Lao Gao put out the cigarette butt: "What else should we do? You or me? Who of us can bear it? We just risk it all. Where are the family and the children?"

Old Tang pointed at the TV: "Then you will risk him? Aren't you afraid that he will jump?"

"Jump." Old Gao Yundan said lightly: "If he hits me, I will lie down, just in time to fuck the chairman of the Football Association."

"He can't do it." Old Tang shook his head decisively.

"That's right, if he doesn't do it and still wants Chinese football to listen to him, then we have to do it. Even if we are working part-time, the boss has to come out and say something, give a bonus and make a gesture, right?" Lao Gao took advantage of this.

Wang Ai was not mocking Wang Ai unscrupulously.

Seeing Old Tang smiling, knowing that Old Tang didn't fully understand, Old Gao pointed out: "His family situation, well, let's just do that. He's young. I'll see what he does when he gets to our age, but this is the situation right now.

Sooner or later, if he enters the system, he will get burned. If he stays outside the system, everyone will have to give him face, especially when he is taking charge. No one can say no to him. He still wants to do things and achieve things when he is not in the system.

Let us also do things. Then we have to settle down and who can do what. Anyway, there are some things that we alone can’t do. If he doesn’t do it, then we can only fail.”

After listening to this, Old Tang thought about it for a while and finally understood, and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that some people will say that you are overqualified and underqualified?"

Lao Gao waved his hand and said, "I don't care. As the leader of the lower-level unit of our Football Association, he has the responsibility and obligation to solve our problems as a leader! As... according to the Internet, he is called the biggest troll. If he doesn't stand up, who will?"

Old Tang suddenly realized: "Oh, there is a purpose for using him, so why not give him a spokesperson?"

Lao Gao stared: "Doesn't that represent the Football Association?"

Old Tang suddenly understood again: "Oh, you still have the idea that he will stand up for you and you won't tell the truth?"

"I'm going to tell you the truth? Can I afford it?" Lao Gao looked like a gangster: "Anyway, he's the one who scolds the Football Association cadres best. It's his personal opinion that makes him scolded. This can be regarded as giving full play to people's talents!"

Old Tang sighed and shook his head: "Don't worry, I will never say this to him."

"It's okay. Just let him come to me as promised. Your brother and sister will dominate him."

"No." Old Tang shook his head: "My heart is not good, and I'm afraid I won't be able to come back if I pass it on the spot."

When the two middle-aged children were teasing their captain wildly, a goal was finally scored in this game that attracted global attention from China to Europe, from the Americas to Africa. Perhaps it was because msn felt that the backcourt on the right side was in turmoil and was unable to score for a long time, and finally became anxious.

Well, this time it was Messi who unexpectedly advanced and Suarez stopped outside the penalty area to assist. Messi's continuous small steps and high-frequency large-scale holiday movements, which are rare in recent years, simply knocked Pepe down. In the presence of many Real Madrid players

Suddenly, he kicked off and penetrated Navas's fingers.

In the jubilant Camp Nou, Wang Ai calmly watched the replay on the big screen. Messi's move just now was not even a second, not a second, a quarter of a second, and there was no chance. And the final shot

It has a lot of power, a very good angle, and its suddenness, even if there is not much choice, the goalkeeper can't prevent it.

While waiting for the kick-off to resume, Zidane couldn't sit still and looked a little nervous. When he looked at Wang Ai, his eyes were full of expectation. Alves and Pique both let out a sigh of relief, which made Wang Ai feel

When the opportunity is ripe.

In the 33rd minute of the game, Wang Ai brought the ball to the left front court. Alves lamented in his heart why you came again, but he could only step forward. As expected, Wang Ai got away from him again with three consecutive high-speed fake moves, and then

Pique made timely defense, and this time Wang Ai suddenly moved quickly after Pique's center of gravity was about to fall, and found a shooting angle between Pique and Mascherano.

Although the height, weight, jersey, number, and even hair style are completely different, many people think that Wang Ai's movements are the same as Messi just now. It is almost the same moment before multiple Barcelona players are about to arrive from all directions.

He took a shot when there was an opening and hit the target.

Zidane raised his hands high on the sidelines, and fans watching TV around the world cheered and cheered. Even Ramos, who was in the backcourt, came thousands of miles to hold Wang Ai's head: "That's great.

, so timely!”

It had only been two minutes since Messi's goal to break the deadlock, and the laughter at Camp Nou stopped abruptly before it even started.

Enrique looked worriedly at the two frustrated world-class defenders in his right backfield, and looked down at his watch. Now was not the time to make substitutions, and he had no good way to inspire their confidence, so he could only comfort himself.

It was just an accident.

But no matter what, I couldn't get rid of the panic in my heart.


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