Five hundred and eighty-eighth chapter, great freedom, leisure travel (the seventh act: July 12)
From Spain's equalizer in the 20th minute of the second half to the 25th minute, the Spanish team made various big moves one after another. It was obvious that they planned to kill the Chinese team in one wave. However, the Chinese team took their time under the leadership of Wang Ai and Chen Tao.
, with ease, especially these two cores, who actually seemed to be playing "monkey" in the midfield. With their footwork, body and tacit understanding... even Harvey was anxious.
After Wang Ai was knocked down by Harvey for the second time, the referee gave Harvey a stern verbal warning. If he had no intention of hurting anyone, it would probably be a yellow card.
Seeing the referee scolding Harvey, Wang Ai sat on the ground and rubbed his legs, looking coldly at Lao Bai outside the crowd. Lao Bai turned around with something in his heart, blinked his little eyes, and then sluggishly walked away.
Facing the "no enterprising" Chinese team, the Spanish team was just as helpless as Xavi faced Wang Ai. It happened to storm for most of the second half and it was time to take a rest.
Wang Ai was pulled up by Zhou Haibin and stood behind the football for a while. Chen Tao wiped the sweat from his face and was not far from him. This position was halfway between the Chinese team's center circle and the half-arc of the penalty area.
The thing that defenders around the world fear most about Wang Ai is his direct free kick. He takes it as a penalty kick. If he doesn't follow the rules in defense, it will be immediately executed. So after the whole game, the Spanish team unexpectedly had a free kick in the frontcourt.
The ball was not given to the Chinese team. Of course, this is also related to the fact that the Chinese team invested less offensive power.
It's much better in this position. It's half the stadium away. Even if Wang Ai really plays like Carlos, it will be enough for the goalkeeper to drink a pot, but after all, the reaction time left is long enough. Besides, there is no fixed person in front of him.
There were a lot of people wandering around the wall, midfielder, and defenders, and it was difficult for Wang Ai to find an angle to aim directly at the goal.
The referee came over and asked about Wang Ai's injury with concern. Wang Ai nodded and said there was no problem, and then the referee blew the whistle. Wang Ai walked slowly for a few steps, then suddenly accelerated and kicked, and the football passed by Harvey with a bang.
It passed by not far away and was hoisted directly behind Ramos in the midfield, more than ten meters away!
Lao Bai is right there!
Now Lao Bai's physical fitness is not as good as it used to be. Moreover, back then he couldn't run long distances and constantly pass people. His footwork is not that good. But the old guy has more experience and a stable mentality. He can pick up and handle the ball at critical moments.
Reliable, just like this, Wang Ai gave him a small look, and he knew that Wang Ai wanted him to rush forward. He knew that he was deep in the middle of the defense line and could not hold it from all sides, so he sneaked to the edge and took advantage of Ramos.
Before the assist was fully returned, I found a comfortable position to hold the ball in the corner of the front court.
At this time, neither the enemy nor we had reacted. Wang Ai did not dare to tell too many teammates just now, because it was okay for an old white man to sneak up, but if there were more people, the Spanish team would not be able to react. If he could not react, he would subconsciously
will also destroy the attack.
So after Lao Bai got the ball, both sides started one step behind at the same time.
Besides Wang Ai, is he the plotter?
When Harvey looked back at the ball, Wang Ai ran over with a whoosh. Harvey knew it was not good and started chasing him. Unfortunately, his speed was much slower than Wang Ai's.
After receiving the ball near the sideline, Lao Bai saw that there were few people around, so he took the ball and rushed towards the penalty area. Ramos was chasing back, Alonso also intercepted from the bottom, and Puyol left Pique to guard the back road and approached by himself.
Wang Ai rushed over to prevent him and Lao Bai from forming a joint force. Busquets was entangled with Dong Fangzhuo on the left, and the winner could not be determined for the time being.
Lao Bai saw that he had rushed too deep. Wang Ai, the fastest in the middle, had not reached the top of the penalty area and could not outflank him anyway. Ramos was already approaching, and Alonso's figure was about to be in place.
Casillas in the distance has also moved to the near post.
He could neither cross nor shoot, and he could not penetrate with the ball personally. However, he had to pass the ball back to Zhao Xuri, which wasted this opportunity, so he twisted around and passed the ball diagonally at 45 degrees to the running back in the middle.
Wang Ai came over and hit a high ball.
The fans and guests were all confused, why don't you just give the ball to your feet in a polite manner? If you give a high ball, Wang Ai still has to compete for the top, and he has to deal with the landing. Isn't this a waste of time?
But Lao Bai gave him such a thing, so everyone could only hold back their desire to complain and see how Wang Ai would deal with it next.
Wang Ai was also a little surprised, but the quality of the ball was good, which allowed Wang Ai to catch up with the ball without slowing down. Wang Ai was watching the ball while running, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Lao Bai finish the kick and take advantage of Aaron.
Suo was stunned for a moment and was speeding towards Pique.
When he saw that the person approaching was Puyol, who could only reach 1.78 meters with his hair cut off, Wang Ai understood, so he accelerated his feet and jumped up before Puyol interfered with him.
His jump shocked all the guests. His jumping posture was so weird. He didn't turn sideways and straight up with his shoulders to avoid collision, nor did he go up diagonally with the help of momentum. Instead, he used the momentum to move his body in the air.
Stretch out in parallel, like swimming or flying. Use all the strength of the whole body to input the head and touch the ball.
In other words, this is a super high diving dive to the top, and of course it is also super far.
The ball went out, and Puyol's thick shoulders also arrived, directly knocking Wang Ai, who was playing Superman just now, from the air and tumbling to the ground. Wang Ai immediately turned over on the ground, raised his upper body and looked forward. His ball was accurate.
He fell behind Pique, on the line where Lao Bai was cutting diagonally.
Because Lao Bai's return pass was very powerful, and Wang Ai responded without any delay and rushed to the top with the biggest leap, the ball was so fast that Cassie didn't even have time to attack, so he had to stretch his arms on the spot, and Lao Bai was on the skin.
Before Ke could turn around and pursue the target, he volleyed directly in the air with his left foot!
Of course, his volley movements are not as imaginative and graceful as Wang Ai's, but they are also full of the experience, strength and beauty accumulated by a veteran over more than ten years of his career.
His movements were as bright and dazzling as his bald head. With full force, he made a muffled sound, turned his body half a circle and leaned on Pique's chest. He saw that Cassie's flying body did not touch him.
The football hit the net smoothly.
Following the explosive cheers, Lao Bai just ran out with a smile and suddenly stopped after two steps. He frowned, lowered his head and curled up his fingers one by one, until only one little finger was left. Then he raised his head with a smile and shouted clearly.
What a "f*ck"!
Wang Ai ran forward and pressed Lao Bai's head: "What are you beautiful about?"
Lao Bai turned around and tried his best to open his little eyes: "I've scored four goals, I'm the bronze boot of the World Cup! Me, I'm a novice!"
