Section 442 The strongest shooter in history (middle)
Anyway, the teammates just think that the captain gets more salary than others every month.
But if Wang Ai asked such a special question, he might have other meanings.
"Ah, right?" Lao Bai replied nonchalantly.
"Hey, Lao Bai, in the past six months, you must have tasted being liked by many people. Do you want people to hate you? Even if they still hate you with gritted teeth after many years?"
"What the hell?"
"Ahem, teammates, I want to tell you some good news." Wang Ai stood up solemnly: "Lao Bai has decided to treat everyone to a nice meal after the game, with a budget of 30,000 euros!"
"What?" Lao Bai became anxious when he heard it. It cost me 300,000 yuan to have a meal? One-eighth of it was enough to eat it?
Wang Ai avoided Lao Bai and said: "According to what I know, the top scorer in the history of the Bundesliga 2 is Hrubesch of Essen in 1977. His number of goals is 41."
Bai Guanghai, who was showing his teeth and claws, was stunned in place. All his teammates shut up and looked unpredictable. Winning the Golden Boot in a single season is impressive enough. After all, there are 18 teams and more than 70 forwards. But when Wang Ai said this, the old
This guy Bai may be the top scorer in history.
Even Lao Bai was confused. He had not deliberately investigated. If at the beginning of this season, he had the idea of taking advantage of Wang Ai's lack of time to score a goal and try to win a golden boot, but even his competitors
After being dumped, he basically stopped thinking about it. Besides, Wang Ai didn't compete with him after he came back. The goals he scored after that were for the team's consideration. Of course, he continued to score goals in frequent big wins.
That's because Lao Bai has found his original joy of playing football at Tübingen Club.
He enjoys the cheers of the fans, the praise from the newspapers, and the admiring eyes of Xiao Meng. This is what he has dreamed of for many years.
Now the domestic media and the German media have combined the Tübingen youth "Doctor" Wang Ai, "Stuka" Bai Guanghai, and "Dora" Luo Tongliang into a group. After many rounds of elimination, the Chinese media's titles have been unanimously determined to be:
The "Three Heroic Swordsmen of China" are called the "Guard of Honor of the Navy, Land and Air Force" by the German media, and the "Three Musketeers of the Far East" by the French.
How long did it take for him to go from being unknown to being well-known all over the world, even shoulder to shoulder with the World Cup silver boots? Just two years!
Therefore, he is extremely happy every day at the club, whether he is making bread, training for games, or having sex with his sister Xiao Meng.
On the contrary, he ignored many things outside the game. Even if he communicated with Wang Ai, both of them believed that his next development would need to leave Tübingen, but he did not worry about it. Because he believed that Xiao Wang would not
If you will cheat him, you will definitely find him a good home.
Since there are people to worry about for him, why does he care?
Today, when Wang Ai made such a special suggestion, everyone suddenly realized that before they knew it, the senior baker, part-time comedy artist, and comedian Lao Bai was really going to leave a big mark in the history of German football.
"Okay, let's talk about the post-game stuff after the game. Everyone goes out to warm up for a few minutes and then come back. There is an appearance ceremony today." Mr. Jinbos stood up and said: "Xiaobai, don't listen to him, how should you play?
How to play, what records are these things, what should be yours must be yours. It has been 25 years since 1977, and this record has not been broken. You are still three short of it. There are still five games in the future. We are sure
Just help you get it."
Lao Bai may have been shocked by Wang Ai's statement, but he seemed particularly calm: "I understand."
After returning from a few minutes of warm-up, everyone no longer paid attention to Lao Bai's record-breaking issue, because at the entrance of the players' tunnel, the players had already seen the German Second Division championship medal neatly placed on the table.
The team members were making final preparations in the locker room. The room was quiet. They were so close to the championship and everyone was in a very excited mood. If it weren’t for the psychology department of the University of Tübingen that sent a teacher to do psychological testing for everyone before the game.
Construction, it will be difficult to maintain a normal mind.
In the Lions Stadium, with the sound of Kool's voice, the stadium gradually became quiet.
Officials from the German Football Association knocked on the door, and the young man from Tübingen quietly walked out of the locker room and stood side by side with the Rutlingen team.
Kugel did not mock the visiting team. He introduced the players in a formal manner. The Rutlingen people ran into the stadium one after another. When it was the home team's turn, Kugel's volume suddenly increased. Every time he read a jersey number, more than 20,000
Fans will chant the players' names in unison.
Wang Ai appeared third to last, and Kugel's rough voice shouted: "No. 10!"
The fans chanted in unison: "Thresher!"
Ozil ran out of the field helplessly to greet the cheers of the fans. He got this nickname because his playing style is urgent and accurate, like threshing corn.
This is not bad. His previous nickname was "Pillow". Fans thought that he could never wake up. This is one of the reasons why Ozil always performed hard in the past half season. Unfortunately, the fans of Tübingen
He just likes to play pranks, so he finally ran out of the bedroom and ran into the kitchen.
Compared to Ozil, Mertesacker's treatment is much better. He used to be called "Giant" and "Interceptor". Since he went to the orphanage to bring warmth and recited poems to the girls, he has been called "Bard".
The nickname "Poet".
"The following is...No. 13!" Kugel paused deliberately before shouting.
There was a roar inside Lions Stadium: "Doktor!"
Wang Ai ran out of the field with a smile on his face and waved in all directions.
"Here is the backbone of our defense, No. 2!"
"Dora!!!"
The shy Luo Tongliang ran out, smiled at the stands, lowered his head and ran onto the turf.
"Finally, let us cheer for our top scorer, he is No. 9!"
"Stukas!!!"
Uniform shouts rushed out from the obviously fat chests, echoing over the small town, as if this German aerial pride of World War II was flying in the sky again.
Even the Lions Stadium was shaken slightly.
The officials of the German Football Association subconsciously rubbed their ears. The nostalgia for the powerful Germany is popular in southern Germany. As we all know, fortunately, these fans just miss it.
Today's game was broadcast live on CCTV as usual. It happened to be 8pm Beijing time, which was the prime time to watch the game.
Today the CCTV studio is partnered by Liu Jianhong and Tao Wei.
"Director Tao, if we win today's game, will this be the highest achievement for our Chinese players in overseas competitions? Judging from your familiarity with German football, is there any suspense in this game?"
