Reborn on Top of Football

After walking for a kilometer along the street, I looked at several restaurants through the windows. Women bought ice cream and ate it. Wang Ai could only watch, and returned to the hotel to drink several bottles of water in revenge.

At 8:45 pm the next day, Real Madrid in white and Dortmund in yellow stood side by side. Real Madrid started this game with the ABC combination of Wang Ai + Cristiano Ronaldo + Bale. The three midfielders were Kroos, Modric and Casemiro. Modric had a truce in the last game, but this time he is in full condition and ready to try.

After the game started, Wang Ai quickly rushed to the front line. What is strange is that, facing a front line composed of two of the three super giants and the best winger in the world, Dortmund did not even set up the bus, but rushed out. Wang Ai watched in the midfield and backcourt for a while before he understood what the other coach was thinking: He actually hoped to steal the ball in the frontcourt!

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Wang Ai said "fuck" in his heart: You don't take me, the world's 100-meter flying man, seriously at all!

Also, are Bale and Ronaldo slow? You are so crazy, you will be punished!

Retribution came soon. In the seventh minute of the first half, Ronaldo quickly approached Dortmund's defense from the ribs and then swept his right foot across the goal. Wang Aigang, who had just been entangled with his opponent in the midfield, ran over and failed to catch up. Bell at the far end did catch up, but it was a pity that his opponent interfered with his shot and did not hit the power. The Dortmund goalkeeper threw the ball near the sideline. The full-back passed forward along the sideline and was intercepted by Casemiro in the middle. He saw Wang Ai's position forward from half the court and was about to start, so he passed it. Heading the ball.

When Casemiro kicked the ball, Wang Ai had already accelerated. Halfway through the ball, Wang Ai had already surpassed the Dortmund defender and "faced" the goalkeeper 40 meters away.

After getting the ball, Wang Ai accelerated again without stopping at all. He didn't care at all about the opponent pulling on his back. As a result, the distance between him and his opponent became farther and farther, and he became closer and closer to the goalkeeper.

When he was seven or eight meters away, Wang Ai started an invincible pendulum fake move. His current waist is still not as loose as Ronaldo, but it is enough when paired with his speed.

He easily passed the opponent's goalkeeper and pushed a shot into the empty goal. Under the murderous eyes of thousands of Dortmund fans who seemed to be "having a nightmare all over again", Wang Ai easily hugged his teammates who came to celebrate.

Ten minutes later, Wang Ai received a short pass from Kroos in the midfield and found that Bell was in a good position, so he passed the ball diagonally forward. Perhaps Wang Ai, the center, was a little too unruly and positioned too far back, so Dortmund was not prepared for his pass. Bell got a very comfortable ball and scored straight to the ground.

Ten minutes later, Cross took a set kick near the sideline. Wang Ai jumped up from the crowd and hit the ball again with a header.

The tenacious Dortmund team had been beaten 3:0 at home. If Wang Ai had not been replaced before midfield due to a minor injury, Dortmund fans would have been lucky enough to relive "Heynckes' Sabers" today.

In the second half, with Isco's appearance, Ronaldo became a double forward, and the opportunities greatly increased.

Cristiano Ronaldo's performance finally began. In the first 5-5 minutes, he received a cross from Bell and grabbed a fatal shooting opportunity by blocking the spot and extending the score to 4:0. Then, after the opponent recovered a goal, he scored another goal from a small angle at a world-class level, turning the score into 5:1.

The game has completely lost its suspense. Except for a few people such as Ramos who are still interested in the goal, the game has entered garbage time.

"Isn't Cristiano Ronaldo old?" Kang Si was massaging Wang Ai in the bathroom of the hotel room with little stars in her eyes: "He is really amazing."

"Humph." Wang Ai responded dissatisfied.

"He's still two years older than you." Kang Si responded to Wang Ai's words in the past two days, and then said "Yeah": "You are not honest when you are hurt!"

Wang Ai simply turned over and sat up: "It's no big deal, it doesn't matter if I rest or not. Zidane wanted to protect my stable output point and let me rest. Of course, he also wanted to give Isco a chance. Who can talk so easily like me?" ah?"

"Yes, yes." Seeing that Wang Aizhen was fine, Kang Si turned around and walked under the shower: "If you hadn't participated in a triathlon, I would have doubted your physical fitness."

"You should know very well whether I can do it or not." Wang Ai walked up behind Kang Si with a smile.

"No, don't move. I will, um, be honest anyway. If it's really because I'm getting worse, they'll have to kill me."

"As for?" Wang Ai let go.

"Well, as for them, they all like to deal with me. Who makes me lonely and helpless and yet has a big name? A down-and-out phoenix is ​​worse than a chicken."

Half an hour later, Wang Ai leaned on his arms and happily watched Kang Si's careful service. Suddenly, the phone rang in his heart. Kangsi wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "You can take it, I'm just taking a break."

Wang Ai took the phone from the bedside table and looked at it. It belonged to Martin. After the last interview, Martin finally won Wang Ai's trust and obtained Wang Ai's black mobile phone number. He became the second foreign reporter to enter his inner circle after Jamie, who he met at Chelsea and is now the CY Sports News Officer. reporter.

I didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Wang Ai felt faintly unhappy and patted Kang Si's toned thigh to answer the call. Kangsi tilted her head and smiled and started to move again. The phone call came: "What, let me evaluate this game? I am also a player, how can I evaluate it? Do you think everyone should be more prepared to praise Ronaldo tomorrow? Well, it should be Praise, his performance was perfect, especially the second ball was very beautiful and decisive... No, no, I'm not afraid of competition... Well, if I were to evaluate, you said you would publish my evaluation in the newspaper? Then let me think about it... Well, let's put it this way, after he scored the second goal, I saw his expression on the big screen, as if I saw the stubborn boy in Madeira. He never admits defeat, never bows his head, even if Even when he fell, he silently wiped away the blood and got up and continued running. This is the most precious quality of an athlete, and I think it is what supports him to still perform at a world-class level at an age when many players retire."

Martin hung up the phone with satisfaction. Wang Ai patted Kangsi's thigh with dissatisfaction. Kangsi came back to her senses and moved absentmindedly while asking: "The evaluation is so high? Are you really not afraid that he will overtake you?"

"We can't overtake." Wang Ai lay down again with satisfaction: "Besides, if I don't go down, he can't go down. If he goes down, it will be a duel between white and yellow. How good is it now? Two white and one yellow, Europeans can still calm down. .”

"Oh." Kangsi slowed down and suddenly raised her hand excitedly: "I want to speed up."

"Come on, let me see your physical fitness!" Wang Ai said excitedly.

On the plane the next day, Wang Ai was preparing to hold a college team meeting when someone tapped him on the shoulder: "Hi, Chinese boy!"

Wang Ai looked up and saw the Portuguese with a smile on his face. In his hand was the "Marca" published today.

Wang Ai picked up the newspaper and saw that the title of Martin's signed article was "The Madeira Boy Who Never Admits Defeat."