Wang Ai’s kick can be called a great shot, and Figo is responsible for it. Although no one dares to accuse this last year’s World Footballer, Figo himself knows that he underestimated this young Chinese player and did not do anything to him.
He performed the personal marking he deserved. Fortunately, the Korean referee is really a good person. Otherwise, this little guy's value would have increased by at least one million euros because of this shot, because I, the newly promoted World Footballer, was the backdrop!
What a shame! Fortunately, I didn’t enter, otherwise the whole world would have laughed at me endlessly when they praised him to the sky, especially the damn "World Sports News"!
Although this unfinished shot did not change the score, it changed the atmosphere of the game and ignited the Chinese team's offensive enthusiasm.
Figo no longer cared about his World Player of the Year status and stayed with Wang Ai almost every step of the way. Even when Rui Costa launched another threatening attack against the Chinese goal, he did not step forward to help.
"Luis, if you want the jersey, can you wait until the game is over?" Wang Ai turned around helplessly and mocked Figo, who had a serious look on his face.
Figo shrugged. I have never seen any jokes made by the veteran players in the stadium. As long as you don’t lose face, it doesn’t matter if you lose a little face. This is called dedication!
Once again, the ball was passed back by Wang Ai helplessly due to Figo's entanglement, and it was just a transition without any threat.
"Brother Zhao, there are gangsters blocking me." Wang Ai suddenly waved his hand and shouted at Zhao Junzhe.
Zhao Junzhe turned his head and looked, and half of the Chinese team laughed. It was such an honor to be able to enjoy being closely guarded by the World Player of the Year. Why don't you take the opportunity to say a few nice words and then use someone else's jersey to show your disdain for someone else.
Figo didn't know what Wang Ai was shouting, but the expressions on the faces of the other Chinese players knew it was definitely not a good thing. But before he could take action to safeguard his dignity as the world's top footballer, his body hit someone hard.
Together, Wang Ai, who was being watched by him, took the opportunity to escape.
The No. 15 of the Chinese team is as stuck to his body as a bubble hall. What he is worried about now is not how to catch up with the No. 44 of the Chinese team, but how to get rid of the No. 15 of the Chinese team.
Wang Ai, who had temporarily ditched Figo, glanced at the time. There were less than five minutes left, and there probably wouldn't be any extra time in the warm-up match. He looked back at Zhao Junzhe, who had been dumped by Figo quite hard.
, it’s time to hurry up.
Reaching out for the ball, Qu Bo passed the ball to Wang Ai from the middle. Wang Ai dribbled the ball and broke through directly. Oh my god, two Portuguese players came up. Wang Ai rushed forward, but took the opportunity to cross the ball to Qu Bo. Qu Bo was so blessed that he immediately responded.
A kick was passed, and just as Wang Ai rushed past the two Portuguese central defenders, there were only two central defenders left in front of Wang Ai in the penalty area, but Wang Ai was also under the double-team of four central defenders.
He took a step forward, but the opponent blocked the shooting route. Wang Ai continued to take a step forward, and ended up near the baseline.
Facing the bottom line, Wang Ai turned his body to the left, trying to take the ball out again to plan the attack. Just when the central defender behind him breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Ai stepped over the football with his right foot, but secretly moved the ball with his left foot.
The football hit the back right side, and Qu Bo in the penalty area caught up with him and hit the ball with a powerful shot.
It was so close to the goal that the Portuguese central defender and goalkeeper could not react at all. The football crashed into the goal, causing a heavy wave in the net.
After the goal was scored, most of the Chinese players looked at the referee Kwan Jung-cheol of South Korea. He was shocked. The whistle was already in his mouth, but it got stuck before the goal was disallowed.
Qu Bo screamed and rushed towards Wang Ai. He was known as the boy chasing the wind. At that speed, Wang Ai was still silly. When he saw Qu Bo opened his big mouth and swung his tongue, he came at a hundred and eighty pace.
, just yelled "Hey, goodbye..." and Qu Bo was knocked away.
Damn! I'm still too light.
The audience burst into cheers, and the Chinese team’s bench all stood up and applauded the wonderful cooperation of the two young players of the Chinese team. These two basically represent the most powerful young generation in China. As a result, the two of them joined forces to break the Portuguese team’s defense.
A whole gate.
The game ended a few minutes later. The Chinese and Portuguese teams accepted the cheers of the fans on site. Unlike the Portuguese team who quickly returned to the locker room, the Chinese team circled the field as if they had won the game. They were able to lose 1:2 to Portugal who were in full swing.
, it is indeed worth being happy, this is different from last year when Qubo and their team lost 1:2 to Argentina. Argentina is now in a state of turmoil.
Nan Yong shook hands with the international players one by one on the sidelines, especially Qu Bo, who was very enthusiastic and talked for a long time. When it was Wang Ai's turn, he nodded and said "good performance" and then passed on.
Sure enough, no one would take it seriously if it wasn’t broken. It’s so damn realistic!
This game was broadcast live on CCTV. Both Wang Ai's friends at CCTV and the guest commentators believed that Wang Ai was the key to the change in the situation of the Chinese team in the last fifteen minutes, especially through the video playback of Wang Ai's upside down gold.
When the hook was a good shot, there were even more lamentations in the country. The host Zhang Bin took the opportunity to call Wang Ai's mobile phone.
Wang Ai was taking a shower when he heard Sun Yi calling him, as if something was urgent, so he grabbed a plastic bag and held the phone without thinking too much. At this time, it was too late for Sun Yi to say anything.
"Hey, Brother Zhang, what's going on?"
Wang Ai's carefree voice sounded in the live broadcast room. Zhang Bin's face twitched and he glanced at the director behind the camera opposite. The director made a gesture: I told his assistant that this was a live broadcast.
Zhang Bin glanced at the guests and the audience, and found that everyone was stretching their necks to listen without saying a word. They seemed to be very interested in hearing what this talented boy had to say in private, so Zhang Bin shook his head covertly at the director,
It means that you don’t have to pinch it off yet, and you will talk about it if you find something inappropriate.
This is also the reason why Zhang Bin and Wang Ai have a very good relationship. Otherwise, if you put their private phone calls on the live broadcast, they will fall out.
"Xiao Wang, you scored a beautiful goal just now."
"Hahahaha, of course!" In the noisy Chinese locker room, Wang Ai's laughter was particularly loud.
"It's a pity that I didn't get in."
"Ah, haha, ah, it's okay."
"But after I replayed the video, I found that this was a misjudgment."
"Hahaha, that's what I said."
"But you seem to have been badly hit by Qu Bo."
"ah……"
"But it's really encouraging that you can compete with Figo for so many rounds..."
This time Wang Ai remained silent. Dozens of pairs of eyes in the live broadcast room were all staring at this fat man who was teasing people.
After a long time, Wang Ai's faint voice came: "Brother Wang, you knocked me down with this stick, then lifted me up, knocked me down again, lifted me up again, knocked me down again, you are a roly-poly. It's fun, isn't it?
You haven’t played before, have you? Okay, just wait, you see I will be interviewed by you next time!”
"Ahem, Xiao Wang, I forgot to tell you, we are on live TV right now."
This time there was a longer silence and uncontrollable laughter in the live broadcast room. Everyone in Zhang Bin's program team knew that the two had a good relationship. They always talked on the phone. Whenever Wang Ai returned to Beijing, he always had a meal with Zhang Bin.
Of course, most of the time they were in the CCTV cafeteria, with this fat man holding on. So they were not afraid that Wang Ai would fall out, they were just curious about how Wang Ai would respond.
Wang Ai originally thought Zhang Bin was joking with him, but when he heard the laughter from so many people, he knew he had been tricked. To be on the safe side, he decided to ask this sinister man to trick him. Wang Ai recalled like lightning in his mind.
, check to see if you have said anything excessive.
It took a long time before Wang Ai's voice rang out in the live broadcast room: "Program Director, I want to change the person and the host. This host is too unprofessional."
Zhang Bin replied calmly: "Okay, guest Wang Ai, I will change now. Jianhong, Jianhong, you come and continue the interview."
"Liu Jianhong is here too?" Wang Ai said in surprise.
"Yeah, I've been listening." Zhang Bin was calm and composed.
