In the early morning of a winter night in Beijing, the streets were deserted, and the remaining snow piled on the roadside, covered with a "carapace" by the moonlight. But in this late night, there were still many fans watching the TV, watching thousands of miles away
game, listening to the commentary by Huang Jianxiang and Hao Wei.
"Hahahaha, this is our little king, the omnipotent little king!" Huang Jianxiang was so proud that he wanted to sing a song while slapping the table.
After he had vented enough, Hao Weicai smiled and said: "Technically speaking, this is an absolutely irregular shot. Even for professional players with well-developed tendons, this action is very difficult. For ordinary people, it is very difficult."
It is difficult to lift the feet so high using this 'breaking' movement. Relatively speaking, underage players have an advantage in doing this movement, as their bodies are softer."
"Fancy shooting!" Huang Jianxiang hit the nail on the head: "I remember he had a lot of irregular shooting moves. If I have the chance, I should make a collection of his fancy shooting. Well, this move looks like a child kicking a shuttlecock to me.
?”
"Yes!" Hao Wei nodded: "We all used this movement to play shuttlecock when we were children, but no one practiced it specifically. Oh, there are also people who practice it specifically. There is a traditional sport in Shandong called Hua Shuttlecock. Their athletes are very good at it.
This action is very familiar, but for football players, there is no special practice. Unless they are playing football on the streets, they dare to use any action. If you don’t believe me, pay attention to other games. Some players also encounter this situation, but
Their choices are to raise their feet to stop the ball, adjust, and then shoot. This actually illustrates the problem, otherwise, they will use it subconsciously."
"So Director Hao, do you think there will be any surprises in the next game?"
"Hmm." Hao Wei took a serious look at the two sides' kick-off again, shook his head and said: "Probably not. If you are one goal behind, there is still value in catching up. If you are two goals behind, look at Ronaldo, he basically doesn't run much.
That’s it, the overall situation has been decided.”
On the court, after five minutes, the exhausted Real Madrid generals stopped. Wang Ai, who was unreasonable and unforgiving, launched several fatal attacks in these five minutes, combining his versatile shooting ability and accuracy.
His shooting skills were fully demonstrated.
Casillas had a serious expression and sometimes ferocious high-ball resistance. With the cooperation of Bravo, Pavin and others, he finally got through these five minutes and saved the last bit of the dignity of the European silver boy.
After thanking the fans, the Laco generals happily returned to the locker room. Everyone in this game has a bonus of 25,000 euros. Even if they reach the final and lose, everyone can at least get a share.
Thirty thousand euros. And Wang Ai's income is even more. According to the club's regulations, according to the club's regulations, in the system where all the King's Cup bonuses are distributed to the players, each goal is fifty thousand euros.
In other words, in the 90-minute game, Wang Ai earned 1.5 million yuan.
After taking a shower and changing clothes, and accepting congratulations and praise from boss Lendoiro and head coach Irueta, Wang Ai and his teammates happily waved goodbye in front of the club.
Under the misty moonlight, Wang Ai carried a football and sneakers on his back, chatting and laughing with Zhao Dan as he walked home. Occasionally he encountered a few fans who blocked the road and robbed him. It is not an exaggeration to say it was robbery. In the past half season, Wang Ai
Ai had already been robbed of three pairs of shoes by fans. Fortunately, these fans only asked for a few autographs, took a group photo under the moonlight, said some blessings and left.
According to the club's system, the shoes used for matches are cleaned by the club's dedicated personnel. Wang Ai is carrying training shoes. This is a different personal habit. Since he cooperates with Adidas, Wang Ai's training shoes are all Adidas and need to be brought back by himself.
I clean it at home. I wear loose casual shoes for daily use.
When they arrived in front of the house, they were surprised to see that Yan Zhu was still not resting and pointed upstairs with a smile. When Wang Aiti smelled it, there was a faint smell of her daughter's house, which was not the case in the home of the "Three Musketeers".
Common.
Constance Wang Ai looked up in confusion and saw Zhang Xiuyun standing at the corner of the stairs on the second floor. She happily shouted in the direction of the living room on the second floor: "Xiao Wang is back."
Wang Ai took three steps at a time and climbed up the stairs. Sure enough, it was Xu Qinglian standing there smiling and looking pretty.
"Why are you here?" Wang Ai said in surprise.
"Isn't it just a key event for you? I'm here to cheer you on."
"Then you should go to the stadium and let me know that I can play well."
"Didn't you win this too?"
The three-story building has a structure of two bedrooms and one living room. Zhao Dan and Yan Zhu live on the first floor, and Wang Ai lives on the third floor. The second floor is usually unused and used as a guest room.
Zhang Xiuyun cut fruits, Xu Qinglian poured tea, and Wang Ai sat on the sofa. Suddenly, he felt like a "grand master", and he was so proud that he started humming a ditty.
"Here, a gift for you." Xu Qinglian couldn't stand Wang Ai's arrogant look, and was afraid that he would say something outrageous again, so she picked up a small travel bag from the table.
"Hey, why did you suddenly think of giving me a gift? Do you need to come here specially?" Wang Ai said as he opened the travel bag.
"Sister Huang Xin picked this suit for you. Sister Wenjun bought these leather shoes. Well, I chose this belt. Let's put it on and take a look."
Wang Ai was about to take off his clothes immediately and asked Xu Qinglian to push him into the room. After a while, Wang Ai, wearing a black suit with an open collar, black leather shoes and a brown belt, walked out. Wang Ai, who has been training for fitness all year round, is no longer the youth he once was.
He has the appearance of a young man, although there is still some liveliness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, but it is enough to support this business suit.
Xu Qinglian shook her lips and suppressed the "so handsome" that came out of her mouth. She knew that Wang Ai didn't need to praise him. If you dare to give him sunshine, he will dare to give you sunshine.
Wang Ai shook his head and shoulders: "It's not that good, but I'm better off wearing sportswear. By the way, you three's gifts are here, where's Leonie's?"
Xu Qinglian looked behind Wang Ai and saw Zhang Xiuyun pushing a large suitcase over. When she opened it, there was a box of German elbows!
"It's better for Leonie, knowing that I am a carnivore!" Wang Ai laughed loudly: "You three choose this thing, I won't be able to wear it a few times throughout the year, and I am growing, and I might not be able to wear it in half a year.
, what a waste.”
"Then take it off!" Xu Qinglian took off Wang Ai's clothes and sent gifts to her door, which made people disgusted. Xu Qinglian was already annoyed.
"The clothes are not yours, but your belt, come on!"
"...I'll kick you to death!"
"Ouch!"
Yan Zhu and Zhao Dan downstairs listened to the thumping of thunder upstairs and smiled at each other. This is how young people look.
This chapter has been completed!