Throughout the first half, the game was tepid, with no one scoring a goal and not many shots on goal.
But those who are used to watching the game from a tactical perspective found it very tiring and found it exciting.
The core players of both sides, Messi and Wang Ai, have been commanding their teammates by manipulating the football, mobilizing opponents to gain tactical advantages and prepare for the next high-percentage shot. Organization and destruction, destruction and counter-destruction almost never stop.
The two giants didn't sweat much, but they consumed a lot.
Contrary to what the press thinks, and contrary to the very good personal relationship between the two superstars, the healthy competition between the two has actually become more intense. Over thirty years old, Wang Ai has been crowned king seven times, while Mei, who is the most talented, has
Xi only had three times, and he was unwilling to do so. Especially when Ronaldo left the center stage and only he and Wang Ai were left, he couldn't wait to catch up with Wang Ai's achievements in all aspects.
Wang Ai became famous for free kicks, and his free kick skills increased rapidly; Wang Ai ran fast, and he is now running very diligently; Wang Ai also increased his efforts in offensive organization; Wang Ai ranked first in headers, he... this
There is nothing we can do.
But his offensive organization started no later than Wang Ai, and his foundation is better than Wang Ai, because he is in Barcelona, the base of passing and control!
Returning from the second half, Barcelona stepped up their frontcourt pressure, and Real Madrid opened up their frontcourt formation, with one tight play and the other wide open, and the game became more exciting.
"This was a very evenly matched game, and each played a style that they are good at."
Qu Shengqing, the leader of the third batch of Chinese coaching team who came to Real Madrid for training, and his companions commented: "This game is good to watch, but I don't know who will score first."
Today's goal came relatively late, but suddenly. In the 71st minute of the game, Pique, who had repeatedly blocked Wang Ai's passes accurately, suddenly made a mistake. He unexpectedly failed to catch an ordinary ground ball. The long-awaited goal was
Benzema grabbed the ball and succeeded with a close-range volley.
But watching the replay in slow motion, many people keenly noticed that the ball was not actually careless by Pique, but a trick played by Wang Ai who passed the ball. He applied a backward spin to the ground ball.
As a result, although the ball flew quickly, it did not bounce far enough as expected after landing. By the time Pique realized something was wrong, it was too late to adjust.
This is something Wang Ai occasionally plays during training, but it is unknown to outsiders. After scoring a goal, Benzema ran forward and pointed backward while pointing Wang Ai with a smile on his face.
Probably because he was stimulated by Wang Ai, not long after the kick-off resumed, Messi moved to a dangerous position and suddenly burst out. With his unstoppable footsteps, he swayed and dribbled the ball past three people and scored into the Real Madrid gate.
This scene made Qu Shengqing, who was watching, shake his head repeatedly. When asked by others, he explained: "This is a goal that makes people speechless. Only he can hit this kind of ball. No one can stop it. It limits his possibilities."
Only his physical ability and interest. The same goes for Xiao Wanger, who is more terrifying. Of course, his problem is more serious than Messi's, and his past achievements and glory are wearing away his interest."
"What's the meaning?"
"It means..." Qu Shengqing sniffed: "Their biggest enemy is themselves."
"Shouldn't it be each other?"
"Only when they overcome themselves can they have a chance to compete with their opponents. The one opposite them is too outstanding and has broken through on his own, but they still have to be trapped in their own containment. Do you understand? They have to break through their own physical and mental abilities.
Limit your talents to compete with the best on the other side.”
People who listened seemed to understand, but Qu Shengqing, who had reached a similar level in China, sighed: "People's qualifications are costs and constraints. They are burdened with too much, and there is almost no moment when they can take off at will. They are flying now."
The burden on them is getting heavier and heavier, but their technology and abilities are becoming more and more mature and powerful. These are two opposing forces that are chasing each other all the time, just like the Tai Chi diagram. Therefore, how much they can break themselves will be enough.
Show how much.”
"That is to say, their ability is stronger than before, but they can't be kicked out? What if they are kicked out?"
"Then we..." Qu Shengqing let out a long breath: "We can appreciate the true art of football."
In Qu Shengqing's commentary, the game ended at 11, and Wang Ai rarely scored a goal in a game. When the final whistle blew, he and Messi, who was not far away, looked at each other and smiled, then turned around and returned to their teams.
The close relationship between them still needs to be kept away from the public, otherwise the jerseys and endorsement products of both parties will not be so easy to sell.
"Not bad." Zidane put his hands on Wang Ai's shoulders: "Go and rest."
Wang Ai nodded listlessly and walked into the players' tunnel amidst noisy boos.
That night, Wang Ai had some insomnia in the hotel private room and said to Kang Si who had accompanied him: "Shall we go out for a walk?"
"May I?"
"Be careful, we really can't go to the Spanish area."
After talking to Qian Ziqiang, the male and female security guards left one person to look after the house. Wang Ai and his group, wearing thick coats, quietly left the hotel and blended into the night of Barcelona.
Unknowingly, he walked to the coast and found a bench with leeward wind. Wang Ai sat down and looked at the dark sea and began to think deeply. Kangsi knew that he was recalling the gains and losses of today's game in his mind, so she sat quietly with him.
As she spoke, cheerful dance music was playing in her heart, and her constantly bouncing calves conveyed her wonderful mood.
After a long time, Wang Ai finished looking back and turned around to notice Kangsi who was very happy: "What? You want to dance? Are you interested in such a cold seaside?"
"Dancing comes from the heart. Does it matter where it is or what temperature it is?"
"Antarctica, too?"
"Anything goes to the moon!"
As they said that, the two of them stood up holding hands and walked towards the beach where the light could not reach. The guards smiled at each other and consciously spread out a little more.
On the starry beach, in the sound of waves blown by the sea breeze, in the intense passion of eye contact, body communication, and love for communication between the two, Liu Liang nearby made a dash of his fingers.
Flamenco dance music with clear drumbeats came from the mobile phone. Wang Ai and Kang Si slightly adjusted the rhythm, crossed their arms, staggered their four feet, and started dancing at will.
Su Shi watched from a distance and was wary of his surroundings, but he chatted with his new partner: "My heart is in my hometown, even if this is Barcelona, where I wanted to kill him an hour ago."
Luo Shengcai thought for a while, and a smile appeared on his lips: "You are so natural and unrestrained in the enemy's base camp. Doctor really has a state of mind."
Anna sat on the bench with her face in her hands, staring blankly at the two figures who were no one around: Who would have thought that in such a complicated family, there would really be love?
