From the home game against Sevilla on May 15th to the away game against Celta Vigo on May 18th, and then the away game against Malaga on May 22nd, within one week, Wang Ai set off a scoring whirlwind. The first game
Playing against Sevilla, he scored two goals in each half. In the second game against Celta Vigo, he scored a hat trick in 45 minutes. In the third game against Malaga, Wang Ai scored four goals in 45 minutes!
In this season's European Golden Boot standings, Wang Ai had 52, Messi had 45, and Ronaldo had 41. With Messi clearly stating that he would focus on the Copa del Rey final, the outcome was already clear. No one expected that Wang Ai would be the winner.
Ai suddenly went crazy.
To say that scoring 11 goals in three games is really not a lot for him. Usually it is 2:0, but these three games have no competitive value... What is strange is that both the fans and the comments are blatantly against him.
The act of brushing data was applauded.
Because Wang Ai really implemented the instructions of the little beauty, most of these 11 goals were enjoyable to watch. Among them, 4 were super long-range shots, 2 were personal continuous dribbling breakthroughs, and the rest were enjoyable to watch.
The performance is not bad, but most of them are "helpless and necessary". Among them, there are 3 direct free kicks and 2 headers in front of the goal... You can't say whether you can score or not, right?
"Hey Mom, I'm so tired!"
On the morning of the 23rd, Wang Ai bought a newspaper and read the comments. Finally, he relaxed without noticing that he was brushing the data. He leaned on the chair and pointed at his mouth: "Come on, feed me."
The little beauty picked up a French stick and stabbed it into Wang Ai's mouth without hesitation. After stabbing her, she still stared. Wang Ai didn't dare to speak after receiving the prompt, and ate the bread in aggrieved manner. It was done.
My little beauty also feels a sore throat. It feels worse tonight than last night.
"Adjust well, it's the final." The Lion said calmly: "There are still twelve days. The last game of this season will also be your ninth time to reach the Champions League final."
Everyone worked together to formulate a 12-day adjustment plan, which is generally consistent with the club's plan, but has also added many individual aspects. For example, Wang Ai will use these 12 days to watch more than 10 Juventus game videos this season.
By the way, Wang Ai has closed the external information channel during these days, does not accept interviews, does not participate in sponsor activities, and even temporarily places morning and night exercises in his own backyard. Lin Long "excellently" completed the tasks assigned by the leader
During these days, I have become extremely well-behaved. I don’t show up if I can, just waiting for the night of the Champions League final.
He will also appear on the camera of a major game again that night, as a frontline reporter and frontline host. Although it is not much, it is also a key breakthrough after several years of major setbacks in his career.
The leader intends to fulfill him, but he also relies on his special relationship with Wang Ai.
Although the two giants Real Madrid and Juventus have released a lot of true and false news about their clubs, key players, such as the team's main stars, have remained silent, waiting for the final day to arrive.
"Aren't you coming? You can bring your children." Two days before the game, Wang Ai called home.
"No, the child is still young. Besides, I am tired of going so far just for a game." Kang Si said cheerfully: "Don't worry, Tiger and I will watch it. I promise that I will be no stranger than the three of them. I will wait for you to come back."
When we talk at home, we will definitely be able to participate."
"Okay, let me talk to you when I get home." Wang Ai hung up the phone with regret and relief.
On the other side of the phone, Xu Qinglian, who had just settled her child, kicked in and out of the door and said unexpectedly: "Are you crying? What did you say to be so moved?"
Kangsi wiped her tears and smiled: "I didn't say anything, just common words. I don't know what happened."
Xu Qinglian came to Kangsi and sat down, hugging her shoulders: "Bad man, good man."
"Yeah." Kang Si tilted her head and leaned on Xu Qinglian's shoulder: "Bad man, good man."
"do not learn from me."
"Don't imitate me, hee hee."
"Let's see how we deal with you tonight." Xu Qinglian stood up: "Tomorrow the kindergarten will take the children to Xiangshan, shall we go together?"
"Is that good?"
"The kids play with the kids, and we play with ours." Xu Qinglian waved her hands indifferently: "Like us, there are many people in Beijing who have children, so we just made an appointment to meet them. The three of them are assisting the men in front.
The two of us also help him take care of his career at home. Don't let people say that we have become nannies at such a young age. It's ugly."
"Who said that about you?"
"My college classmates are all older than me, and they still laugh at me."
Two days later, in the lobby on the first floor of their home in Haidian, Xu Qinglian and Kang Si had settled their children and brought a group of guards and assistants with them. They had just come back from the swimming pool, all wet and refreshed. They were eating fruit and watching the game. Yingying Yanyan.
It's like a country of daughters.
"Wow, it's in again!"
The women screamed, fruit peels were thrown all over the table, and Kangsi, who had just come out of the toilet, hurried over: "Who came in?"
Xu Qinglian grabbed Kangsi's hand and pressed her to her side: "Hurry up, the replay is coming."
One corner of the screen showed the match time of 55 minutes, and the lower corner showed the score of 4:1. In the camera, Wang Ai's face was straight. He stepped on the ball and pulled it back, dancing from his right foot to his left foot, and then half-turned around.
Volley. Buffon flew up at the end of the camera, but he was helpless against the shot that hit the dead corner.
The host excitedly explained: "What did I see? I saw Xiao Wanger passing the ball to himself, and his right foot passing to his left foot!"
Next to the jubilant Kang Si, Xu Qinglian calmly looked at it again and again: "What a strange way of exerting force. Although it is normal based on his agility, this is too hasty."
Kangsi heard the breathless words after sitting down: "That's why the opponent can't react."
Xu Qinglian smiled: "Yes, in such a positional battle, facing a dense defense or a frontal perimeter, it is indeed difficult to imagine scoring a goal in such a simple way. Come on, let's analyze it carefully so that we won't fail the exam when they come back."
In front, in the stands of the jubilant Millennium Stadium in Cardiff, Huang Xinlue said worriedly: "Juventus is a little anxious."
"Don't worry." The little beauty patted her hand: "He knows what he wants and won't take risks."
Leonie on the other side raised her head: "The league is one less than last season, and the Champions League is 14 more than last season, hum!"
"What's wrong?" Huang Xin turned around.
"Ha, it's summer, the doctor is going back to China, and the celebrities should be jealous again."
The little beauty shrugged: "It's just that we don't take it seriously. We are beyond entertainment and it's not like we can't afford a navy."
Amid the crazy complaints from three women, the final battle of the 1617 season came to an end. Real Madrid defeated Serie A powerhouse Juventus 5:1 and defended the Champions League. Although Wang Ai only had one shot and one pass, when he devoted himself to his beloved purple
When the jersey walked to the sidelines, it received the loudest cheers.
Champions League final, nine wins from nine games; unprecedented, king of the Champions League!
