Chapter 394 666 (4)

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 After walking for a kilometer along the street, I looked at several restaurants through the shop windows. Women bought ice cream and ate it. Wang Ai could only watch, and returned to the hotel to drink several bottles of water in revenge.

At 8:45 pm the next day, Real Madrid in white and Dortmund in yellow stood side by side. Real Madrid started this game with the ABC combination of Wang Ai + Cristiano Ronaldo + Bale. The three midfielders were Kroos, Modric,

Casemiro Modric had a truce in the last game, and this time he is in full condition and ready to try.

After the game started, Wang Ai quickly rushed to the front line. What is strange is that, facing a front line composed of two of the three super giants and the best winger in the world, Dortmund did not set up the bus, but rushed out. Wang Ai was in

After waiting for a while in the midfield and backcourt, I finally understood what the other coach was thinking: He actually hoped to steal the ball on the spot in the frontcourt!

this?

Wang Ai said "fuck" in his heart: You don't take me, the world's 100-meter flying man, seriously at all!

Also, Bale, is Ronaldo slow? You are so crazy, you will be punished!

Retribution came soon. In the seventh minute of the first half, Cristiano Ronaldo quickly approached Dortmund's defense from the ribs and swept his right foot across the goal. Wang Aigang, who had just been entangled with his opponent in the midfield, ran over and failed to catch up.

Up, Bell at the far end caught up, but unfortunately his shot was interfered by the opponent and did not hit the power. The Dortmund goalkeeper threw the ball near the sideline, and the full-back passed forward along the sideline, but was blocked by Kasemi midway.

Luo intercepted the ball. He saw Wang Ai's forward position from halfway across the court and was about to start, so he sent an overhead kick.

When Casemiro kicked the ball, Wang Ai had already accelerated. In the middle of the ball flying, Wang Ai had already surpassed the Dortmund defender and "faced" the goalkeeper 40 meters away.

After getting the ball, Wang Ai accelerated again without stopping at all. He didn't care at all about the opponent pulling on his back. As a result, the distance between him and his opponent became farther and farther, and he got closer and closer to the goalkeeper.

When he was seven or eight meters away, Wang Ai started an invincible pendulum-like fake move. His current waist is still not as loose as Ronaldo, but paired with his speed, it is enough.

He easily passed the opponent's goalkeeper and pushed a shot into the empty goal. Under the murderous eyes of thousands of Dortmund fans who seemed to be "having a nightmare all over again", Wang Ai easily hugged his teammates who came to celebrate.

Ten minutes later, Wang Ai received a short pass from Kroos in the midfield and found that Bell was in a good position, so he passed the ball diagonally forward. Perhaps Wang Ai, the center, was a bit too unruly and positioned too far back, so Dortmund passed the ball to him.

The ball was unguarded. Bell got a very comfortable ball and scored it straight to the ground.

Ten minutes later, Kroos took a set kick near the sideline. Wang Ai jumped up from the crowd and scored again with a header.

The tenacious Dortmund team had been beaten 3:0 at home. If Wang Ai had not been replaced before midfield due to a slight injury, Dortmund fans would have had the honor to relive "Heynckes' Sabers" today.

In the second half, with Isco coming on, Ronaldo became a double forward, and the chances greatly increased.

Cristiano Ronaldo's performance finally started. In the first 5-5 minutes, he received a cross from Bell and grabbed a fatal shooting opportunity by blocking the spot and extending the score to 4:0. Then after the opponent recovered a goal

, and he scored another goal from a small angle at the level of a world wave, turning the score into 5:1.

The game has completely lost its suspense. Except for a few people such as Ramos who are still very interested in the goal, the game has entered garbage time.

"Isn't Cristiano Ronaldo old?" Kang Si was massaging Wang Ai in the bathroom of the hotel room while her eyes were twinkling: "He is really amazing."

"Humph." Wang Ai responded dissatisfied.

"He's still two years older than you." Kang Si responded to Wang Ai's words two days ago, and then said "Yeah": "You are not being honest when you are hurt!"

Wang Ai simply turned over and sat up: "It's no big deal, it doesn't matter if I rest or not. Zidane wanted to protect my stable output point before letting me rest. Of course, he also wanted to give Isco a chance. Who can talk so easily like me?"

ah?"

"Yes, yes." Seeing that Wang Aizhen was fine, Kang Si turned around and walked under the shower: "If you hadn't participated in a triathlon, I would have doubted your physical fitness."

"You should know very well whether I can do it or not." Wang Ai walked up behind Kang Si with a smile.

"No, don't move. I will, um, be honest anyway. If it's really because I'm getting worse, they'll have to kill me."

"As for?" Wang Ai let go of his hand.

"Well, as for them, they all like to deal with me. Who makes me lonely and helpless and yet has a big name? A down-and-out phoenix is ​​worse than a chicken."

Half an hour later, Wang Ai leaned on her arms and happily watched Kangsi's careful service. Suddenly, the phone rang in her heart. Kangsi wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "You answer it, I just have a rest."

Wang Ai took the phone from the bedside table and looked at it. It belonged to Martin. After the last interview, Martin finally won Wang Ai's trust, got Wang Ai's black mobile phone number, and became a foreign reporter's relay for Jamie, whom he met at Chelsea.

The second reporter to enter his inner circle after the current CY Sports News Officer.

I didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

Wang Ai suppressed the faint displeasure in his heart and patted Kang Si's toned thigh to answer the phone call. Kang Si tilted her head and smiled and started moving again. The phone call came: "What, let me evaluate this game.

?I am also a player, how do I evaluate it? Do you think everyone should be more prepared to praise Ronaldo tomorrow? Well, I should praise him, his performance is perfect, especially the second goal is very beautiful and decisive... No, no need, I'm not afraid

Competition... Well, if I were to evaluate, you said my evaluation would be published in the newspaper? Then let me think about it... Well, let's put it this way, after he scored the second goal, I saw his expression on the big screen

, as if I saw the stubborn boy on the Madeira Islands. He never gave up, never bowed his head, even if he fell, he silently wiped away the blood and got up and continued running. This is the most precious quality of an athlete, I think it is

The reason that supports his world-class performance at an age when many players are retiring."

Martin hung up the phone with satisfaction. Wang Ai patted Kangsi's thigh dissatisfiedly. Kangsi came back to her senses and moved absentmindedly while asking: "The evaluation is so high? Are you really not afraid that he will overtake you?"

"We can't overtake." Wang Ai lay down again with satisfaction: "Besides, if I don't go down, he can't go down either. If he goes down, it will be a duel between white and yellow. How good is it now? Two white and one yellow, Europeans can still calm down.

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"Oh." Kangsi slowed down and suddenly raised her hand excitedly: "I want to speed up."

"Come on, let me see your physical fitness!" Wang Ai said excitedly.

On the plane the next day, Wang Ai was preparing to hold a college team meeting when someone tapped him on the shoulder: "Hi, Chinese boy!"

Wang Ai looked up and saw the smiling Portuguese man. In his hand was the "Marca" published today.

Wang Ai picked up the newspaper and saw that the title of Martin's signed article was "The Madeira Boy Who Never Admits Defeat".


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