Kang Si and Zhang Guang were worried, but did not dare to persuade. Once Wang Ai changed his playful smile and put on a serious and determined expression, it meant that he had made up his mind. In addition, they had listened to Wang Ai on different occasions in the past.
Ai once said that he would rather break his leg for the gold medal in the Beijing Olympics.
The three of them returned to the bedroom. Wang Ai put on his sneakers, socks, and shin pads. There was no need to change his clothes. It was always the national team jersey. Wang Ai did not notify anyone, and he was not allowed to go to the scene from the National Olympics.
Knowing what they meant, Wang Ai sent Kangsi directly outside the Olympic Village to take a taxi that specially served athletes from various countries during the Olympics.
When the taxi driver saw it was Wang Ai, he was dumbfounded. Without saying a word, he stared at Wang Ai who was on crutches as he struggled to move into the back seat. He heard his gentle voice: "Master, Workers' Stadium."
"You, aren't you injured?" The driver subconsciously started the vehicle and stared at the rearview mirror and asked.
"It's okay." Wang Ai bared his teeth.
The taxi drove quickly and steadily in the night. Due to traffic control, it quickly arrived at the gate of the Workers' Stadium. At this time, the stadium was fully closed, and there were many fans gathered outside the stadium. The taxi honked its horn repeatedly.
Just when we drove to the entrance of the stadium, we were blocked by the armed police on duty.
There was no other way, Wang Ai had no choice but to brush his face, poke his head out of the car window and wave to the armed police on duty: "I'm sorry to interfere with your work, but the competition inside is urgent and I am needed. Can I go in now?"
Who doesn't know him? The little armed police soldier on duty didn't dare to make his own decision and used the walkie-talkie to find the nearby squadron leader. The squadron leader who ran over heard Wang Ai say it again. After a brief consideration, he said no nonsense and led his men to move away.
Roadblock.
After all, Wang Ai is not a dangerous person; after all, the situation is urgent!
Before leaving, the squadron leader still held Wang Ai's hand and said: "Captain Wang, it's up to you!"
Wang Ai pursed her lips and lowered her head: "Thank you!"
In the underground parking lot, Kang Si handed the taxi driver a banknote and a signed photo of Wang Ai, and then helped Wang Ai go upstairs. The driver also said similar words to the squadron leader, and Wang Ai just nodded.
Then he ordered Zhang Guang to go and find team doctor Schubert to the locker room.
At this time, the second half of the game had begun. When Wang Ai stepped into the locker room, he found that he had forgotten to turn off the TV in the locker room, and there was still a faint outline of sweat on the ground.
"Wang, why are you here?" Schubert with pigtails broke into the locker room and asked straight away: "Don't think that I don't know what you want to do. I remember that you were very opposed to this approach in the past. What? You want to make an exception now?
?Don’t even think about it from me!”
Facing Schubert who was pointing at his nose, Wang Ai raised his hands: "Mr. Schubert, calm down, calm down, listen to me first, and then you decide, okay?"
Schubert pressed the medicine box that he never left, with an expression that said, "Don't expect me to listen to you."
Wang Ai sat opposite Schubert and looked directly into Schubert's eyes behind his plain glasses: "Mr. Schubert, I am opposed to the arbitrary waste of athletes' career life and physical health, but I mainly refer to clubs and non-profit organizations.
Important national events. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, the World Cup is the highest stage, but in the eyes of our poor Chinese people, the Olympic Games, especially the Beijing Olympics, are also the highest stage for football."
Schubert curled his lips.
Wang Ai decided to increase efforts: "This is like an armored force. It knows that there is a minefield in front of it, but what should it do if the mission is urgent? It can only use precious tanks to go to the mines. If you blow up one tank, then get on to another one, when will it happen?
How long will it take to travel through?"
Speaking of this, Wang Ai pointed at the TV screen: "My brothers have already gone through it again, and they can't hold on anymore. I can't be special, I can't be an exception, and now it's my turn. Listen to me Shu
Bert, I am not excited, I am very calm and know what I am facing and what I will pay, but I feel that my efforts are worth it. Please believe me, I made the decision after calm consideration. Please
You must help me, Mr. Schubert."
Schubert moved his fingers on the medicine box and looked at Wang Ai: "But if you get into this, it will be difficult to get into the final. Without you, since you can't beat the semi-finals, you will lose in the final.
You still won't get the gold medal."
Wang Ai smiled with relief: "You have to strive for it, right? The worst is to play again that day. More importantly, our best result in the Olympics is a bronze medal, and as long as we reach the finals, our worst result is a silver medal. This is good for the team and society.
, we have all accounted for the country."
When Schubert was still hesitating, Wang Ai finally couldn't help but urge: "Mr. Schubert, please hurry up. You know, soldiers will inevitably sacrifice for their country."
"I hope you won't regret it!" Schubert pushed up his glasses and squatted in front of Wang Ai, opened the medicine box, took out a local anesthetic, looked up at Wang Ai again, and found that Wang Ai had a look of relief on his face, but was annoyed in his heart, and injected
I pinched Wang Ai's feet before, and Wang Ai gasped in pain.
With the help of Schubert and Kangsi, Wang Ai wrapped a thick gauze on his left foot, then got up and moved around, and the feeling of running freely came back.
"This is fake, fake! Don't forget, you are using drugs to deceive your senses!" Schubert kept chattering: "Forget about anything else, but remember, you must not be stepped on again this time.
Then you have to be out for at least a month, do you understand? You won't be able to play in the World Cup qualifiers, do you understand?"
"Thank you, Doctor Schubert!" After Wang Ai hugged Schubert, he dropped his crutches and slowly walked out of the dressing room.
The player tunnel was crowded with staff. They all saw Wang Ai coming on a crutch and were whispering. Wang Ai smiled and waved to them, walked through the alley where the crowd squeezed out at normal speed, and stepped out
The channel.
When his figure appeared on the edge of the Workers' Stadium, he was immediately spotted by nearby fans. The stunned people only shouted the word "Wang Ai" excitedly, and then spread throughout the audience.
When Wang Ai jogged to the bench, Duan Xuan and Tao Wei, who hosted the live broadcast, also discovered it. When Duan Xuan shouted "Xiao Wang is back" and explained endlessly, Tao Wei remained silent.
He is from the football world, he can estimate Wang Ai's injuries, he knows what Wang Ai has always stood for, and he also knows what Wang Ai has done when he suddenly appears.
The game on the field also paused briefly because of Wang Ai's sudden appearance. Lao Gao, who was frequently intervening in the command, turned around and was surprised to see Wang Ai. He thought for a moment and nodded.
Zheng Zhi, who was taking a break on the court, frowned, pointed at Wang Ai who was looking at him, and then turned to Zhao Xuri, who was excited next to him, and said, "Boss, please shut down."
