As time passed, Wang Ai's heart became anxious.With less than twenty minutes to go, three goals remaining.It's almost a desperate gap, and it's only in a team like Laco, where the infinite hopes of the rare and weird civilian fans are pinned, that there is still a little hope left in this group of players with a high work ethic.In the 74th minute of the game, Tristan was injured and replaced by Pandiani.The tall Rodriguez still followed Wang Ai's side inextricably, and as time went by, Rodriguez's mouth became more and more exaggerated.Laco is still playing 4231, and Scaloni is this "1".Wang Ai began to run, running unconsciously, running everywhere.From the penalty area to the center circle, from left to right, it's all in his range of activity.The route he ran was strange enough to make out his intentions.Irueta tilted his head slightly on the sidelines, he was also a little puzzled, almost half of the run was completely meaningless.Even his teammates cast puzzled glances, but Wang Ai ignored them and continued to run.Belleron, Victor, Silva and other midfielders couldn't understand Wang Ai's intentions, and saw that he was getting farther and farther away from the ball, so they had to temporarily give up his spot.In the silent and calm Laco, no one except the head coach has the habit of yelling, and if a teammate suddenly goes off the line, it will be better to play without him, how to play and how to play.Among all of them, only Rodriguez was completely unaware, he was following Wang Ai and complaining while running.He knew that Wang Ai must be able to understand at least one foreign language, so he translated one sentence into four languages very diligently.
“Tut'enfuis?
Connard!”
(Are you going to run away?)
Bastard!
）“Tienesquehuir？
Imbécil”“Areyougoingtorunaway?
Bastard!”
“Hastduweglaufen?
Arschloch.”......
"Don't run to the dugout, our players' tunnel is diagonally opposite!"
”"Poor doctor, this is professional football.Cry, cry loudly, God will forgive you, and I will forgive you, hahaha. ”Wang Ai turned a deaf ear and continued to run around, mixed with rapid stops, turns, and acceleration, driving Rodriguez to follow for a while, and both of them even ran to Laco's backcourt.Deschamps showed a strange expression on the sidelines, scratched his face, then rolled his eyes, ignored the two men, and treated it as a dozen or ten.One actively controls, one passively follows; One didn't say a word, the other chattered.One has just appeared for ten minutes, and the other has been fighting for seventy minutes!
Soon, Rodriguez was speechless, gasping fiercely with his mouth wide open.Wang Ai began to gradually move forward with Rodriguez.At this time, Laco's formation has changed, due to the unexpected "one less person", the attacking formation in the midfield has changed from 231 to 221, or it can be said to be 41, Silva is behind, Victor and Scaloni are two wings, Belleron has become a sudden forward, with both forward and shadow strikers, and Pandiani is in the center of the forward line.Wang Ai and Rodriguez's "marathon" did not attract the attention of both sides, even if Wang Ai returned to the front court.Because Wang Ai neither ran to the football, nor did he reach out for the ball, he was still in a state of "Brownian motion".Laco orchestrated several attacks, all of which were defused by the preoccupied Monaco defenders.The time slowly came to the 80th minute, and Wang Ai had dragged Rodriguez to run at high speed for six minutes in a row.From behind, Wang Ai could already hear the noise in Rodriguez's lungs and his incessant spitting.This guy is almost.And Wang Ai has regained his attention through a few minutes of running without the ball, and these few minutes are just a relatively full warm-up for Wang Ai, a physical fitness expert.The muscles of the whole body are full of strength.In the 81st minute of the game, the back Silva made a successful steal, straight to the right side, don't get the right winger Victor, Victor hit the bottom line, was blocked, and passed back to the middle, Belleron grabbed a few steps and half turned around to shoot, but unfortunately strength has never been his strong point, blocked by Squeerage's outstretched legs, the football bounced very high, and fell in front of Plath, while carrying Scaloni behind him, while lightly unloading the ball.While controlling the soccer ball, I looked at my teammates, and saw a guy in a red and white jersey running over with a big mouth and waving his hands, and I was very happy, and my teammates had a very positive attitude.Plath gave a push with the arch of his foot......
Well?
What about balls?
Turning his head again, a small man whirlwind past him with the ball, straight in front of the goal.Plath had just consumed a lot of money in the confrontation with Scaloni, so at this time, looking at the figure running hard, he could only stretch out his hand in vain and grab a handful in mid-air.Immediately staring at this unexpected threat with wide eyes, Wang Ai ran into the penalty area, faced the blocking of three players, did not make too many movements, but shot directly with his feet, he looked for the gap between the two players.The football obediently passed through the defensive line, the goalkeeper Roma subconsciously pounced, the football rubbed on his glove, and then "bang" slammed the crossbar, and after falling again, he was pressed tightly under Rome.Wang Ai rubbed his face and ran back without any expression.Until this is, Plath didn't have time to catch Rodriguez, didn't it make you mark?
How do you keep an eye on it?
Rodriguez didn't slow down at all, and he couldn't speak completely, so he could only jump out word by word, and barely explain it with gestures.It turned out that Wang Ai was running to the right side, and when the running route was about to coincide with Scaloni, he suddenly accelerated, shook off the unprepared Rodriguez, bypassed Scaloni, and suddenly ran out to steal when Plath unloaded the football and prepared to pass.Without waiting for Plath to react, Rodriguez, who was grabbed by the arm, threw off his teammates and continued to chase Wang Ai.Tainyima is scary!
If this goal is scored by him again, Deschamps will not spare me.At this time, Rodriguez, who was puzzled by Wang Ai's sudden acceleration just now, gradually woke up.However, it was too late, and it was impossible for Deschamps to arrange another person to replace him, so he had to grit his teeth and insist.Roma held down the football and was glad in his heart that the opposing goalkeeper was certainly staging "Les Miserables", but how good was he doing?
It's either "Macbeth" or "Hamlet"!
The other party has withdrawn, right?
Roma raised his head, and sure enough, the opposing striker had withdrawn outside the penalty area, stood up and threw it to Givi, who was also happy.Givi turned around and wanted to plug it straight to the midfielder Bernardi.It's a pity that the power of this ball is a little small, and Bernaldi didn't pay much attention to it, waiting for the football to be in place.But at this moment, Wang Ai, who was spinning around with Rodriguez on the side of the two, suddenly came straight over, and rushed to the football before Bernaldi started.Without waiting for the three to approach, and not waiting for Evra on the other side to step forward, Wang Ai got up and hit the goal after grabbing the ball.This change happened almost in a second or two, Roma had just finished throwing the ball to his teammates, walked to the goal line, and when he turned to come back, he found that the guy who had just scared himself was falling in mid-air, looking at this posture, it seemed to be ......
I grass!
Shot!
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