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One hundred and ninety-eighth chapter I smile from the horizontal knife to the sky (8)

 The next game was accompanied by bursts of cheers from the fans, almost in line with the expectations of senior players. Six minutes after the previous goal, there was another diagonal pass from Ram after assisting, and Wang Ai squeezed in.

The centre-back, who had taken the opponent's guard this time and grabbed the first shot, lowered his head in front of the goal. The football penetrated the goal line, leaving the goalkeeper with his hands open in vain with a bitter look on his face.

Near the end of the first half, Muller took advantage of Wang Ai's pull to grab a chance in front of the goal and turned the score into 3:0.

After returning from the second half, Robben became more energetic. In the 61st minute of the game, he also used Wang Ai's pull to complete a shot, but it was saved by the opponent's goalkeeper. As a result, Wang Ai, who was close at hand, turned around and fell to the ground to stab, taking the lead.

The ball was sent back again.

After a whole summer of rest, as full as Felt is, Bayern will be full; as full as Bayern is, Wang Ai will be even fuller!

This game is also Xu Qinglian's first official game after his return. His fiancée is sitting in the stands with him. He has taught his fiancée a lot about how much better he is than three years ago. But if the first shot doesn't start, no need to ask.

Just know what kind of ridicule he will face.

This is one of the few pleasures that Xu Qinglian has had when she was young, competing with Wang Ai but winning nothing, chasing after the woman who turned herself into Wang Ai, and being beaten to death every day.

In the 78th minute of the game, when Mandzukic stood up and prepared to play, Wang Ai in front of the center circle probably felt that his end was approaching, so he made one last effort. When Kroos passed the ball short to him, in front of him,

There were people beside him. He first made a gesture to receive the ball and break through on the right side, allowing the opponent to adjust his center of gravity to the back side and prepare to take a kick. However, he suddenly "chopped" the ball in the air with his left foot and stopped the football.

As he approached, when the player beside him immediately stepped forward to grab the ball, his left foot that had just landed quickly twitched horizontally. The football rolled through the legs of the player on the side, and then took advantage of the opponent's body to rush forward before turning around.

, Wang Ai moved from the right side of the opponent to behind him and pushed the ball forward.

At this time, the player beside him just turned around, but blocked the path of the player in front of him who was chasing him.

Two small moves, simple and neat, passing two people on the spot. However, his passing movement happened too fast, and it was only through replay that people could see it clearly.

The ball rolled forward and the man rushed forward. He first used his absolute speed to get rid of the opponent who was following him, making the opponent behind him feel overwhelmed and lost the courage to catch up. Then he used the body swing while running at the front of the penalty area and finally

He completed the third pass with his right foot, then quickly moved sideways to the left, passed the fourth person with his steps, blocked the third person with his body, and finally faced the attacking goalkeeper with a toe poke, and wiped

Holding the goalkeeper's right leg, he hits the left side of the goal from the front.

Mandzukic applauded outside the sideline and looked back at Heynckes: Am I still not up?

The old coach gave him a look of affirmation: Come on.

Wang Ai, who ran to the sidelines with a smile on his face, did not use Heynckes to explain: "I do feel a little uncomfortable."

Heynckes smiled and patted Wang Ai on the shoulder, letting him raise his hands in response to the fans' cheers.

Mandzukic was also very enthusiastic after coming on the field. He and Robben even scored a goal each in the last 10 minutes. Bayern was able to use a 7:0 disparity to warn the newcomers in the Bundesliga about what a "Treble Champion" is.

"I think you are thinking too much?" Wang Ai, who was blocked by a large group of reporters and finally failed to escape, stood helplessly on the sidelines and smiled: "Didn't he talk about himself in that post-match interview? What does it have to do with me?"

"Some fans discovered that you buy a lot of newspapers every day, and the newspapers say..."

"Ah, yes, yes, I buy a lot of newspapers every day. Ah, I am a loyal reader of "Bild", "Süddeutsche Zeitung", and..., and of course I am also a loyal viewer of your TV station, yes.

, I like to read newspapers while eating, which allows me to ignore the terrible taste of nutritious meals. I always think that lettuce is too terrible and tastes bad, unless I am a sheep..."

Amid the laughter of people inside and outside the TV, the reporter waved helplessly and interrupted Wang Ai's machine gun fire: "Doctor, I know you always talk a lot about topics you don't like to respond to, and then let everyone

I have forgotten the question I was originally concerned about, but please pay attention to my age, I am a senior reporter!"

Wang Ai took an exaggerated breath through his nose, then let it out with a sigh, pointing at the reporter and looking at the screen: "Can you replace him? He is so annoying."

"Sorry, we can't, at least not now." The reporter pulled Wang Ai back: "But you can continue your talk show. Anyway, I won't pay your appearance fee, and neither can our TV station."

"Okay." Wang Ai looked downcast: "What did you just say?"

"Everyone says Ronaldo is issuing a challenge to you and Messi. Does your scoring four goals mean you accept the challenge?"

Wang Ai looked at the reporter funny, until he noticed that the veins on the reporter's forehead were popping up: "Ah... I think they are each other's biggest competitors, right? And I'm not even in the same league as them. Munich can definitely compete with them."

If Madrid or Barcelona win the league title at the same time, why do two people with a sweet tooth want to drag me with a beer drinker?"

Remembering to wait for Wang Ai to finish speaking, he slowly looked directly into Wang Ai's eyes: "In the second half of last season, as someone who was about to win the European Golden Boot for six consecutive years, didn't you notice their number of goals?

Messi even finally broke your previous record of 48 goals in Serie A last season."

Wang Ai blinked helplessly. He couldn't hide. He felt that the fans would not believe that he really didn't care about it, so he had no choice but to nod: "I did notice that when my pursuit highly overlapped with the team's interests,

I did try. But I still think that we are two different leagues, separated by France, and even our game times are different. It is difficult to say that I must compete with them at the beginning of the league.

There are too many uncertainties in the league, such as injuries, status, team performance, pursuits, etc., so I don't think they are challenging me."

"What if it is?" the reporter asked.

"If so..." Wang Ai shrugged: "Then it depends on the result."

When the reporter was about to ask, Wang Ai added: "Thomas and I once joked that if aliens really invaded the earth, we would be the first to resist, because we would not be mentally afraid of anything.

Man. I scored so many goals in the Bundesliga last season, but today none of the players who were in the Bundesliga last season are afraid of me. Likewise, I will not be afraid of anyone or any challenge."


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