With fifteen minutes left in the game, Yang Chen, who was in excellent condition, actually scored another goal. After receiving the pass in the midfield, he was driven by the active running of Hao Haidong and others, and ran long distances. It was almost the same routine.
, also took a step across the front of the penalty area, widened the angle and shot into the net.
3:0! From now on, no one will say that there is anything shady about this game. Strictly speaking, the Chinese team is the absolute best in this group. It has not qualified for 44 years, except for a few times when the group was unfavorable.
Most of the time it's because the coach can't stand the nonsense of the people above him. Milu is the most famous and has led three national teams to qualify, so he doesn't care about the leadership's hiring hints. In addition, he is happy with football.
The concept has relieved the burden of the Chinese national players and adjusted their bodies and conditions. It would be strange not to qualify. You know, what about Qatar and Uzbekistan next? Just win a game, and the Chinese team needs to buy one.
Football? The AFC is not what the Chinese say. Those countries in West Asia that are protected by American fathers will never bring face to the Chinese team. Later generations of Americans will think that FIFA does not let them play, and long-arm jurisdiction controls the international football team.
The federation has dealt with it, and the entire FIFA headquarters asked the CIA to investigate it! Think about it with your heels, can there be less black material digging up China here? If there is, it will definitely be exposed. If it is not exposed, then
Just not!
This is why we weaklings, when we are weak for a long time, will occasionally doubt ourselves if we have taken Viagra!
Wang Ai did not wait until the end of the game. He quietly said hello to Milu ten minutes in advance and left Wulihe Stadium with Xu Qinglian. Li Lin and Zhang Xiuyun followed the young couple silently behind with a wink.
In the sky full of fireworks, Wang Ai looked back with emotion at the extremely noisy Wulihe Stadium and at the excited crowd in the square around him. This was just this time in 44 years! It was even worse than the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl! Chinese fans were still alive at this moment.
I naively thought: From now on we will be regular visitors to the World Cup!
well!
"What's wrong?" Xu Qinglian, who had a camera hanging on her chest, saw that Wang Ai was unhappy and squeezed Wang Ai's hand.
"It's nothing." Wang Ai shook his head: "Brother Li Lin, come and take a picture of the two of us! The sky is filled with fireworks, how beautiful it is!"
Li Lin walked forward with a smile and took a photo with Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian. Under the brilliant fireworks, the bright smiles of the two people were the bright smiles of all the fans passing by.
Early the next morning, Li Lin and Zhang Xiuyun were already waiting in the car downstairs in front of their home in Liaoyang Public Security Community.
"Going directly to Germany?" Xu Qinglian worriedly helped Wang Ai check her luggage again.
"I originally wanted to go directly, but You Hong called me yesterday and told me that I need to transfer to Beijing before going."
The two of them carried their luggage downstairs. Xu Qinglian had to go to school today. When the car arrived at the gate of a high school, Xu Qinglian suddenly said: "I'll see you off."
So the car turned to the bus station. After arriving at the station, the four of them got off the bus. Wang Ai carried his luggage and looked around. Li Lin and Zhang Xiuyun knew that they must have something to say, so they carried their large luggage and went to buy tickets first.
Wang Ai took a deep breath, unable to restrain himself anymore, he let go of his luggage and let it fall freely, hugging Xu Qinglian with both hands. In shock, Xu Qinglian gently hugged Wang Ai with her backhand.
"The elasticity is so good." Wang Ai murmured in Xu Qinglian's ear.
Xu Qinglian was stunned: How did you know what I was going to say? Then, her face turned red, she lowered her head and bit Wang Ai's deltoid muscle. Wang Ai subconsciously wanted to shake his arm, but he controlled it forcefully.
"Qinglian, next time you bite somewhere else, I am an athlete and have many subconscious movements. If I hadn't controlled it by force just now, I would have really shaken and might have pulled your teeth loose." Wang Ai complained.
"Who told you to..." Xu Qinglian remained silent and stared at Wang Ai angrily.
Wang Ai laughed playfully: "I'm leaving!"
After saying that, Wang Ai turned and walked towards the station, feeling emotional as he walked: What am I trying to do? If I don’t enjoy a good and wealthy life, I will leave the good goddess aside...
Thinking of this, Wang Ai suddenly dropped his luggage and ran back. Regardless of Xu Qinglian's protective gesture of crossing her chest, she hugged Xu Qinglian and whispered in her ear: "Qinglian, I really want to grow up with you!"
Feeling the boy's fierce breathing, Xu Qinglian lowered her subconscious guard: "I'm always by your side, right? How about I visit you during the winter vacation?"
After taking a few deep breaths, Wang Ai let go of Xu Qinglian, wiped the corners of his eyes and said with a smile: "You're on winter break, I'll be back during the winter break, tsk tsk."
As he said this, Wang Ai stared at Xu Qinglian's breasts with his mouth licking his lips, looking like he was regretful that he had not eaten.
"Come on, get out of here, I'm going to be late for school!" Xu Qinglian kicked the ball flying.
"Haha, you're so flexible! Protect me!" Wang Ai picked up his luggage and ran away. If he didn't run away, he was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to leave.
I am an ordinary person, how can I not have the love of my children?
Zhang Xiuyun, who was driving with his back to the car speeding toward Shenyang, glanced in the rearview mirror at Xu Qinglian, who was looking out the window with red eyes.
"Sister Qinglian, you are still young."
Xu Qinglian turned around and gave Zhang Xiuyun a bright smile: "I was just thinking about whether to go to university abroad... Huh! No, I will go to the National People's Congress in China! Girls shouldn't be worse than boys!"
Zhang Xiuyun smiled and glanced at Xu Qinglian, who was looking down at a book in the rearview mirror, and the car drove towards No. 1 High School.
Two and a half hours later, You Hong, who hurried over to the Beijing Airport terminal, explained to Wang Ai a page of paper: "You need to test your leg strength and batting power first, and then enter this formula. This is
You can also enter the wind speed in this variable at your hitting point, and then you can get your ball speed. You can calculate the specific trajectory of the football using your home computer. This is a rudimentary formula, not very precise. I will come back later.
Let’s elaborate a little more. Okay, it’s time to board the plane. If you don’t understand, tell me on QQ.”
Wang Ai happily put this page of formulas calculated by You Hong's teacher in her arms, and happened to touch a hard flat box. After thinking about it, she stopped You Hong who was about to leave: "You Hong, I give this to you.
It’s a little gift, eh, don’t open it, don’t open it, you can look at it after I leave, it’s worthless.”
You Hong glanced at this ordinary box and nodded with a smile. Wang Ai loved to play. There might be a caterpillar or something inside.
The plane took off, and You Hong opened the box. It was lined with red velvet, with a round golden sign inlaid in the middle. You Hong was shocked and quickly picked it up to read. The English translation was: "The Ninth World
Junior Football Championship Champions Medal!”
"This..." You Hong looked up at the passenger plane flying into the blue sky, as if Wang Ai's triumphant smile of succeeding in a prank appeared before her eyes.
