While Wang Ai was boosting his fighting spirit to play again, Xu Qinglian in the visiting team's guest room had just hung up the phone. Next to her, Leonie, who was holding her chin and feeling depressed, turned her head: "What's wrong?"
Xu Qinglian smiled and said: "The two heavenly kings have arrived in Madrid."
"Quick enough."
Xu Qinglian nodded: "Do you think he can wake up in the second half?"
"It's hard to say." Leonie said seriously: "Who asked you to hold a half-night concert last night?"
The two of them stopped fighting for a while, because the changes on the field were too obvious. Compared with the dull and predictable first half, Real Madrid seemed to have woken up after the exchange of venues. This was especially obvious in the offensive aspect, on the right.
Wang Ai on the road, Benzema in the middle, and Casemiro behind him cooperated closely, smoothly, quickly, and changeably. In the first five minutes, they actually played Barcelona's style.
Tottenham's backcourt was in a hurry, and many people subconsciously moved to Wang Ai's side. At this moment, Wang Ai, who was dribbling the ball along the sideline, suddenly took off his big foot, and the football accurately landed at the back of the goal. C, who was running towards the goal,
Luo didn't even stop the ball and shot with his left foot in mid-air, 1:2!
After scoring the goal, Ronaldo did not wait for his teammates to come over. After a brief celebration, he scored the goal, picked up the football and ran back. He led everyone to speed up and wait for the game to restart, and his mood was ignited.
Three minutes after the restart, Casemiro made a diagonal pass, Modric passed through, Wang Ai hit the ball across the ball, and Benzema hit back. Wang Ai, who was standing in the corner of the penalty area, and the opponent's full-back were duel, and then made a
After making a fake move, he pulled horizontally and cut inside. After three steps, he saw an opportunity and resolutely took off and hit the dead corner.
Wembley Stadium was silent.
This time, it was Wang Ai who went to the goal to get the ball. The home fans behind the goal just stared at him blankly. The advantage he had only gained after 45 minutes of work was wiped out by him in just 10 minutes, and he was still not finished.
!
"It's us men after all."
Leonie shook her head proudly, but Xu Qinglian caught her by the pigtails: "Don't imitate Kang Si."
"I think this action is very cute."
"She is very cute, but who cares? She has a childish look and a head of hair, and she looks like a little girl. You can't do that. You look like a mating mare."
"I'm a mare?" Leonie bit her nose in surprise: "I always thought I was a lioness."
Cristiano Ronaldo, Benzema, and Wang Ai, who were standing in the center circle waiting for the kick-off, all looked expressionless. It’s hard to say who influenced whom. In short, they were all not in a beautiful mood. Benzema was in a sluggish state recently.
Cristiano Ronaldo was robbed of too much limelight by Wang Ai, while Wang Ai felt it was not enough.
He Wei and Lao Bai, who were broadcasting the game late at night, were busy at the moment. The first half was very difficult for them. Wang Ai obviously didn't play well, and the two couldn't talk directly. In the second half, they were finally happy, and they rushed to talk.
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"He is the only one in Real Madrid's frontcourt who can cut inside like Wang Ai, no matter whether he is a veteran or a youngster."
"Yes, cutting inside is not a high-end skill, but cutting inside like him is so neat and quick, and his shooting is so accurate, it is indeed rare to find. I think his movements are quite similar to Robben's. Is there a story between the two of them?
?Guanghai?”
"They are good friends. Wang Ai even gave Robben a big gift package when he got married. They often trained together when they were at Chelsea, and they may learn from each other."
"Okay, let's take a look at this ball, eh, eh? eh? eh! It's in!"
Replays showed that Cristiano Ronaldo made a cross, and Benzema and Wang Ai both scrambled for a header, but no one hit it. However, the two big guys jumped up and bumped into each other at the same time, causing a mess in Tottenham's goal area. The football fell to the ground.
Then Modric, who was close at hand, pushed horizontally without a shooting angle. Wang Ai had just stood firm and wanted to push to Benzema. As a result, Benzema failed to stand firm and fell when he landed. Wang Ai had no choice but to turn his back to the goal.
Barely holding the ball.
His back was less than two meters from the goal line, and he was reluctant to send the ball out, but this place was deep into the enemy camp, with only Benzema who was lying on the ground unable to get up and Modric who was too thin to squeeze in.
, all of them were the opponent's central defenders, swarming forward, men on top of men, and it was hard to tell how many of them they were.
At this time, Wang Ai remembered an idiom - seven hands and eight feet!
In such a hurry, Wang Ai couldn't help but enter the red alert state. The brain calculates at the highest efficiency, the body operates at the highest efficiency, and it takes slow motion to calculate the fake movements, real movements, adjustments, and micro-adjustments.
There was no plan, no rules, and random play. Tottenham fans didn't even understand the process in the blink of an eye, and found that Wang Ai turned out with the ball, behind him were a bunch of Tottenham defenders.
After Modric hurriedly put his foot back to get half a meter wide, Wang Ai stopped hesitating, half-turned and volleyed hard.
The force is so great that after the ball goes out, people are in mid-air.
The result can be imagined. Not to mention that the goalkeeper couldn't react to the violent volley from two meters away. It was also unknown whether he would dare to block it after reacting. Anyway, if he was slapped on the face, he would faint immediately, and if he was not prepared for the slap on his arm, he might be fractured.
The above is all He Wei said "Hey eh eh, he's in", but what happened in a blink of an eye is far from over. From Wang Ai dribbling out of the siege to Modric retreating to make way for his teammates, everyone in the stands knew this.
The ball must have gone in. However, after the ball went out, there was a muffled thunder at Wang Ai's feet, followed closely by "bang", "duang", and "crash".
Hearing something wrong, the defenders huddled together, the goalkeeper lying on the ground, Modric who was about to rejoice, and Wang Ai who stepped on his feet after the shot landed clearly and couldn't see clearly. At the same time, they discovered that a reporter behind the goal fell on his back, and the football was just behind him.
far away.
The camera was shattered on the floor!
"Did you travel through time? Your husband kicked a ball through the Shattered Void?" Leonie was so surprised that she said nonsense.
"Read less novels, look." Xu Qinglian pointed to the big screen: "The boss has a hole!"
At this time, Wang Ai and other players also noticed that a big hole suddenly appeared in the middle of the net, and silk threads were fluttering in the wind from all directions.
At this time, the slow-motion replay also came. After Wang Ai shot it, the ball rushed towards the net very quickly. After contact, it did not push up the net into a big bag like usual, but the net shook slightly and the football broke.
The ball came out of the cocoon. But this also blocked the speed of the football. In the end, the football probably hit a reporter in the face like a ball thrown by a hand.
The power was not great, but it was too sudden. The reporter was shooting at Wang Ai, but his full force gesture already made him subconsciously duck back. As a result, the football really came.
When the fans saw clearly in the slow playback, Wang Ai and the Tottenham players had already walked around the goal and stepped out of the turf to visit the reporter who didn't know whether he was unlucky or lucky.
"Alas." Xu Qinglian suddenly sighed, and said happily under Leonie's curious eyes: "He really loves us, otherwise, if he had the strength to kick our butts, we would have been kicked to pieces by him?"
