Reborn on Top of Football

He stared closely at Wang Ai's next movements and focused all his attention.

Seeing that Benzema saw his eyes, Wang Ai was relieved. While paying attention to the football, he also paid attention to the mutual displacement of Benzema and the surrounding opponents, and finally made a very delicate kick 35 meters away from the goal.

The ball ran towards the defense line with no spin and little power.

Yang Chen was disappointed when he saw the ball. Luo Tongliang also frowned. Although Benzema didn't express much, his heart was heavy. He just followed his instinct and still rushed to the landing spot.

Both the enemy and the enemy, as well as the fans from both sides, were all mobilized by the football director. Unexpectedly, the ball suddenly turned in the air, making everyone dodge. Then after the players from both sides urgently mobilized their physical strength to turn, the ball turned again. Suddenly, this time, the only one who could react was Benzema, who had started in advance and was prepared.

A place that was not open in the first place was turned into an open space by the strange football route that diverted and eliminated the defensive players!

Benzema reluctantly completed the shot, but the goalkeeper was even more reluctant than him. He twisted around forcefully and not only did he not fall down, he fell and did not get up.

Strained.

When Benzema celebrated his goal, the dazed expression on his face was not clear. He was so confused that he didn't know how he scored. Normally it would be impossible to score with this kind of intensity and angle, but this time it was possible.

Finally got in.

Wang Ai did not run to celebrate with him, but wiped his sweat on the spot and fought with two big men for an hour. He was also tired, and the ball just now was even more tiring. He had to pay extra attention while moving to win this game. The ball came out as a direct free kick from Juninho.

In fact, it doesn't have to be so laborious, but when he spoke in the locker room for the first time, Wang Ai wanted to have the last word, so he exerted too much force, and even his teammates were fooled.

Fortunately, the results are good.

After Benzema's excitement had passed, he only understood what was going on after watching the replay on the sideline screen. Especially when he saw Wang Ai's calm expression after the kick, he understood that it was not an accident. He was so impressed that he was in admiration.

How many people can achieve this effect when stationary, let alone in motion?

Encouraged by this goal, Wang Ai suddenly sped away many times in the following games. His teammates cooperated vigorously, and the effect was outstanding. In addition to Wang Ai scoring one himself, he planned a total of three high-threat attacks. , Bale and Marcelo each scored one, completely destroying CSKA Moscow's defense line.

"Look, the Japanese media is always so exaggerated."

Just after returning home the next day, Kangsi waved happily to Wang Ai. Wang Ai went over and took a look. The Japanese page Anna searched was exactly the goal she scored yesterday. The title of the article was: God's goal!

The automatic translation was a little inaccurate, but it was generally OK. Wang Ai put down his bag, held the little flower in his arms and sat next to the two of them. Xu Qinglian also lay on the sofa and tilted her head to look at it. The content of the article is quite plain. It said that in yesterday's game, Real Madrid was almost in trouble, and Super Giant was also in trouble, but Super Giant is Super Giant, and kicked an incredible goal at the critical moment, breaking Real Madrid's offensive deadlock and Difficulties. As for the next three goals, they no longer have much strategic significance. The key is still the magical first goal.

"The Japanese still understand me." Wang Ai got up and carried his bag upstairs. After a while, he came down for lunch: "After following me for so many years, my research is quite thorough."

"Did you have no other choice but to kick like that yesterday? Isn't that technical difficulty too high? The success rate is average, right?" Kang Si gave Wang Ai a large piece of lobster meat.

"Yes, there are, such as super long-distance shots, or headers in front of the goal. My height and jumping advantages are great." Wang Ai chewed lobster meat: "But what I consider now is that I can't always fight alone. , it won’t last long, the key is teammates, teammates must support themselves. In the past, with Ronaldo, our absolute strength was too far ahead, we could win by playing randomly, and it was convenient for me to win in chaos, but now it doesn’t work, there is no difference in strength. Now that they are so big, they have to play more smoothly, so I have to mobilize them."

Just as he was talking, the doorbell rang. This was so unexpected that Wang Ai had even forgotten that he had a doorbell at home.

Zhao Dan took the mobile phone on the table and clicked: "Yang Chen, Xie Hui, Luo Tongliang."

Chen Zhengwu put down his chopsticks and went outside to open the door. The courtyard was so big, so he walked for a minute from the room door to the courtyard door.

"Hey, where are you eating?"

"Come, let's eat together. You are in for a treat today, fresh lobster flown in by air."

They had interacted with Wang Ai too much, and neither of them was polite. After sitting down, they started to work directly. Yang Chen complained while eating: "It takes too much time to peel the shells."

Luo Tongliang was still so honest and honest, he took one and peeled it slowly: "I heard that you were in charge of the team during halftime yesterday?"

"Well, I just said a few words." Wang Ai didn't even raise his head, as if he didn't notice the surprised expressions of his family members.

"What are you going to do at Real Madrid?" Luo Tongliang put the emphasis on "do", which means that Wang Ai was freed from the state of inaction and changed to something.

"It won't work if I don't do it. I won't be able to hold on if I don't do it." Wang Ai put down the gnawed lobster shell: "Originally I didn't want to worry about it. You all know how busy I am. The past three years have been pretty good. I just shoot, occasionally Organization, anyway, with the attendance king supporting me, I don’t play too many games in a year, but my statistics are still first, how good is it? Right? But after he left, I was the only one left, but my teammates were all groggy. If this goes on It’s boring for me to stay. Although you may not always achieve what you want, you must at least have an attitude, right? Just like the World Cup, everyone knows what we did, but the Hercules Cup was still lost, but the fans didn’t scold us. Are we right? There is nothing I can do about Real Madrid."

"You don't like Zidane?"

"No." Wang Ai shook his head, picked up the spoon and scooped a big spoonful of soup for himself, then picked up his own spoon and drank slowly: "Manpower is sometimes poor, Zidane also has his own limit of ability, he can It takes a lot of effort to control these three-time champions from rebelling. Sometimes the tactics are not so detailed and the energy is not enough. After all, we are two brains, and I have things he can't think of."

Yang Chen and Luo Tongliang looked at each other, and the latter grinned: "How about you talk to us?"

"What?" Wang Ai raised his head: "Isn't it finished?"

"Let's talk about tactics. During this period of time, we have been studying and thinking about tactics."

Wang Ai shook his head: "Don't talk nonsense. I just took the coaching certificate. How long have you all had the certificate?"

"Don't be modest." Xie Hui also finished eating the lobster: "Liangzi has already told us everything. You were the de facto assistant coach of the national team nine years ago. So you started on the road much earlier than us."

Wang Ai still shook his head: "You are all big brothers... If you don't teach well, you will be scolded. If you teach well, you will be scolded. I can't do it."