In the battle in Kazan, Wang Ai did not explode as Xu Qinglian or even himself expected. He scored a header in front of the goal in the first half and a direct free kick in the second half, helping the team defeat the opponent 2:0. It was mediocre.
Dan.
"Still tired." Wang Ai shook his head and returned to his room at night, but was blocked by Xu Qinglian: "Since you are tired, let's take a rest."
"Do u wanna die!"
A few minutes later, Xu Qinglian covered her red butt and fought with Wang Ai. After Kang Si tried her best to dissuade her, she was attacked from two sides and was the first to leave the battlefield.
"Oh, it's so fun." Wang Ai sighed with her hands on her hips to Kang Si who was lying next to her.
Kangsi turned her face away in fear. She didn't like this game of conquering and being conquered. It always felt cruel, but they both enjoyed it.
Although they are similar, the little beauty is just used to ridiculing, being scolded, ridiculed, and scolded again, but she can't stop being mean, while the tiger is clearly competing for something.
One wants to conquer, the other will not admit it until death.
"You are so sweet. You surrender as soon as a man makes a move. Of course you don't have the same process as me." This was the qualitative analysis that Xu Qinglian made with her during the BJ session.
Kangsi was a little scared when she thought about that kind of ultimate collapse, even though she had to do it every time.
"Okay, are you satisfied?" Early the next morning, as soon as Wang Ai opened his eyes, he received a message full of resentment from Xu Qinglian.
Wang Ai stretched out his arms, hugged the snickering Kang Si, and raised his eyebrows at Xu Qinglian beside the bed: "It's not me who was broken to pieces. You said it yourself, you were broken."
Xu Qinglian raised her head: "I don't admit it."
"Then I'll record next time."
"Then we'll talk about it next time." Xu Qinglian raised her leg and kicked Wang Ai's foot: "Get up and go train."
"You are my mother, and you still care about my schooling." Wang Aidu muttered, reluctantly leaving the warm bed, and then turned around and pinched Kang Si, leaving a string of "Hahaha".
After winning both games, everyone was chatting and laughing. Old Tang was also rare and relaxed. This was his first real world-class event since taking over the national team. If he really wanted to achieve good results, his coaching staff would have to explain everything to everyone.
has passed.
The third game will be held in Sochi, which is the most famous tourist city in Russia. Since we have already qualified in the group, Old Tang decided to arrange for everyone to spend a long time on the Black Sea after the third game.
Such news is exciting, the ladies are chirping, and the players are also in high spirits. In view of the technical and tactical characteristics of the Cameroon team, Lao Tang decided to take advantage of the Chinese team's high tactical discipline and obedience, and played in an orderly manner.
The defensive counterattacks in the two games have already made sense. Even if Wang Ai thinks the tactics are fragmented, they are simple to understand and easy to operate, which is what this national team, which is a mixture of old and new, is suitable for.
Now, Old Tang wants to try a different way of playing.
The result of the game on the 25th was not bad. Wang Ai scored a goal after half the game. The final result was 2:1. He still won with half the main lineup. Of course, the opponent also played quite well, regardless of the Chinese team.
With strong tactical discipline, the Cameroon team was once anxious to get angry, but the loose personality of the African players unexpectedly clashed with the rigid and rigid tactical discipline of the Chinese players. Although the Chinese team blocked the Cameroon team's many offensive attacks, once it could not be blocked, it was
The momentum is like breaking bamboo.
"I'm treating you tonight!" Wang Ai announced loudly in the locker room after the game: "I have reserved a hot spring bath for everyone to go!"
"Boss is so generous?" Zeng Cheng was surprised.
"When did I become stingy?" Wang Ai rolled his eyes.
"No, hey, didn't collective activities in the past have to be funded by the national team?" Zeng Cheng became quieter as he spoke. He also remembered that the Football Association was tightening money. He didn't say what to do, but it was time to spend money.
Too much nonsense.
Old Tang looked at the jubilant locker room and smiled, and looked at Zeng Cheng who was thoughtful and also smiled. When Old Tang and the others were playing football, it was a matter of spending every penny. Not to mention going out for fun when participating in international competitions.
I can't even go out for fear of defecting.
The early days of professionalization were not much better, and things didn't get much better until the 2002 World Cup. Because they entered the World Cup, their favorability and popularity skyrocketed, and commercial endorsements rolled in. Players who wanted to lose their morale should rebel.
Later, as Wang Ai and the others won the World Cup, the momentum became even stronger: excluding competitions, professional chefs were not included, and there were also ingredients specially brought from China, and a dedicated refrigeration truck to follow them, and they would rent a villa if they could.
A hotel can be five-star but not four-star. It can be a chartered flight but not a flight.
Recycling it now is a precautionary measure, because I am afraid that the results will not be satisfactory in the future, and no matter how high the cost is, people will gossip. Anyway, the players are not short of money. Just like this matter, the national team has no money, but Wang Ai has it. He didn't before
When I pay, I consider the negative impact, not because I don’t want to pay.
Lao Gao's decision was exactly what he wanted!
In the hot hot spring pool, the brothers were lazily soaking, but the smell of sulfur was a bit strange. Not far away, there was another large pool separated by a row of green plants, which belonged to the ladies. Old Tang and the others wanted to study the knockout competition, but they didn't
Come, actually I am afraid that my group of leaders will come and it will be difficult for them to talk to each other.
Wang Ai, with a towel on his face, leaned against the shore and fell asleep. Chen Tao closed his eyes like an old monk in meditation. Zhao Xuri held his face and tilted his head while looking at the distant starry sky, not knowing what he was looking for. Zhou Haibin splashed in the water happily.
Play by yourself. All the four captains are out of shape, which makes Wei Shihao, who has the opportunity to hang out with the boss in an entertainment venue for the first time, a little overwhelmed.
After three games, his performance was just okay. He knew that he was far behind the elders, but he also knew that he was the only one in his age group who could play with the elders, so he felt both excited and anxious.
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"Don't look at them." Zeng Cheng just finished playing with his feet and looked at Wei Shihao and said, "They haven't enjoyed it."
"Isn't it? It's just a hot spring." Wei Shihao was shocked.
Zeng Cheng shrugged: "They all stay at home, they don't dare to go out to restaurants, they don't dare to go to nightclubs, and they haven't tried anything fun. Otherwise, everyone would come here just because they made a noise today. It's strange."
Just as he was talking, a voice came from the other side of the green plants: "It's almost done, go back."
The men stood up one after another and walked to the door. Tang Zhen had a sudden thought: "Brother Dong is going to retire, so today is the golden basin to wash his hands, right?"
"Wash your buttocks in a golden basin!" Gao Lin slapped Dong Fangzhuo's butt.
Amid everyone's laughter, Tang Zhen stopped in front of everyone: "Can we just leave like this?"
"What do you think?" Zhao Xuri asked curiously.
"Let's take a group photo? To commemorate Brother Dong's last World Series and the first time he went out to soak in a hot spring. By the way, we can save everyone's best muscle condition to avoid having a beer belly in the future."
