Chapter 207 The Lord of the Rings (Act 6: Fantasy)
Qu Bo's goal made thousands of fans sitting in front of the TV breathe a sigh of relief. Sure enough, he is still our trend-chasing boy!
During the half-time highlights and commercials, many fans took this rare moment to relax. When they needed to go to the toilet, those who didn't went to the toilet chatted fiercely with those around them, each telling their feelings about Qu Bo.
Memories. Liu Jianhong and Zhang Lu, who were also in the live broadcast room, also took this opportunity to relax and chat. They knew a lot, but they didn't have much to say, and they each held back their words.
"This kid Qu Bo is really good!" Liu Jianhong tore his tie and shook his head: "In the early years, I didn't watch much of the National Youth Games. I just heard Jianxiang say something and saw it during the show.
After a few glances, I got the impression that he is a traditional Chinese striker with extremely fast feet. He doesn't have much work, but he is fast."
"Yes." Zhang Lu chuckled: "Generally speaking, the speed is too fast, and sometimes there is no time to make movements with the feet. In the past, our team members had poor nutrition and poor physical fitness. The development of tendons and bones was worse than that of Westerners.
Quite a few. In this case, it is very dangerous to perform actions too fast. Oh, let’s not talk about us. Ronaldo is also like this. If he performs fake movements too fast, the physical burden will be too great. So in the past, our coaches felt sorry for the players.
, don’t let the fast ones study the work at their feet, especially those who are absolutely fast, and Hao Haidong’s quick start does not count.”
"So we used to be fast and high? Then let the wingers do all the footwork?"
Zhang Lu nodded and shook his head: "That's not entirely true. There's not much to say about being tall. If you want to practice, no one will stop you. But you know, tall forwards rely more on headers and don't have skills with their feet.
Don’t we always call you a fool if you pursue too much? I remember Xiao Wang told me that this is not stupidity, but a broad-mindedness and a lack of urgency.”
"Hey, talking about this, I remembered a person, a Swedish striker who is now at Ajax. I looked at that head and he is over 1.9 meters tall. Hey, he has good foot skills. His name is Ibrahimovic. This may be
The direction of the development of big centers in the future is uncertain."
After 15 minutes of relaxed atmosphere, the two sides exchanged venues for the final battle over the tickets to Athens.
Qu Bo began to attract the attention of the Korean team's defense system, but he also did not relax in pressing Wang Ai. Now some people call the second half of Wang Ai's team the "Wang Ai moment", so the Korean team even more
The focus of defense was on the second half.
At the same time, Koreans have of course heard about the Champions League stabbing incident caused by Wang Ai some time ago. Wang Ai's words that he would "behead" his opponents were even praised by Korean fans who are easily excited, even if they are enemies. So consider
When Wang Ai had to fulfill his promise three days later and was inevitably worried about gains and losses, the Korean team began to frequently intimidate Wang Ai with hurtful actions.
"This little king's skills are just okay, but his willpower is not that good. He is still afraid of this and that in such a crucial game."
Watching Wang Ai frequently dodge the opponent's flying tackles and collide with each other on the field, a coordinator walked up to Lao Shen and sarcastically said: "I think he is so famous that he has forgotten how to write the words "dedicate to the country". , If you don’t dare to fight hard, what’s the use of only having skills? Director Shen, if we go to the Olympics, we can still do without such people. Even if we lose in the Olympics, we have to lose people without losing the team! Our country’s competition You can’t lose your spirit, don’t you think?”
For people like Lao Shen who work with real skills, no matter how smooth they are on the surface, they still look down on this kind of idiot who will take advantage of the benefits and avoid the difficulties, but you can't really offend him. For example, this man nicknamed Fourth Master , he has deep roots in the Football Association and has been involved in the sports system from generation to generation. When it comes to getting things done, he is much more powerful than the famous Shen Xiangfu.
"Haha, I think this is not necessarily because he is afraid, but because of his characteristics." Lao Shen explained with a smile: "In the past four years since he started playing football, no matter which team he is in He is younger. For example, in our National Olympics, Qu Bo was born in 1981, and he was born in 1987. He has been competing with older adult players for a long time, and has been playing at a physical disadvantage for a long time, and he has gradually developed it. He has the characteristic of not having a head-on collision with his opponent. To be honest, he can't collide with him, haha. But you are right. Looking back, I will criticize him well. You have to do your best to serve the country? If you are weak, you won't fight? Then what is our People's Liberation Army? How did you defeat the Kuomintang? Right?"
Old Shen made a joke and refused to answer the question. "Fourth Master" chuckled twice, glanced at Old Shen meaningfully, turned around and left.
Sun Chengyao, who had been looking intently and nervously paying attention to the situation on the field, peeked at the man walking away, came over with a tactical board, and pointed: "You bastard!"
Old Shen also pretended to lower his head and look at the tactical board: "Look for someone when I go back, I think something will happen. If I really kill Xiao Wang, the sky will fall. I don't even dare to think about it."
"Is this fucking crazy? Just knowing that a trip to Athens is worth a lot of money, just seeing that our National Olympics is about to be launched, just looking at the little king's gold, mountains and silver sea, and all the benefits of knocking people out are mine? What about others? Are you worthy? He scored seven goals in three games and had four assists!"
"It's so hard to make a fool of yourself! Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's find a chance to study it again after the competition is over."
"Can you tell him something?" Sun Chengyao pointed at the man on the field who looked strange.
"Forget it, we can handle this matter ourselves, and Yan Tou is not stupid. Besides, if we really want to let him know, it will be a huge disaster. Don't forget, this young man is harder to mess with than that one. "
When Sun Chengyao remembered the past when Wang Ai came to the Olympics and had a big fight with Lao Shen before he officially joined the team, he couldn't help laughing and shook his head: "That's right!"
Wang Ai didn't know that the competition for his spot was happening. As the gold-sucking king of the Olympics, in the eyes of these idiots, Wang Ai was a top-notch Zuma, destined to explode. As long as he knocked it off, the ground would be full of gold. Just pick it up! At worst, we can just pick one up and brag about it in the newspapers. It’s better than Wang Ai who has nothing to lose!
At this moment, Wang Ai's jersey was soaked with sweat, but the illusion in his heart was gradually shattered. He thought that the opponent's defensive pressure would always be reduced due to the decline in physical fitness. He thought that he could still perform under his skillful dodge, but the opponent did not because of this.
Wang Ai's dodge stopped, and he always maintained a close combat distance. Since Wang Ai dodged almost every time, and the opponent's movements were relatively concealed, the referee could only give a verbal warning.
Fortunately, thanks to Qu Bo's full strength, the Olympic team is in good shape and is gradually turning the game around.
But at the 11th minute of the second half, Qu Bo was dribbling the ball to break through a double team, and the three of them fell to the ground together. When Wang Ai rushed over, his opponent had just removed his spikes from Qu Bo's head... and there was blood!
The last remaining illusion in Wang Ai's heart was shattered.
