Taking advantage of the fact that a Chinese player was injured and fell to the ground, Wang Ai stood on the sidelines and shouted directly at the field: "Lao Zhou, Lao Zhao, Lao Chen, come here!"
” Zhou Haibin, Zhao Xuri, and Chen Tao walked over with their eyebrows crossed, the sweat on their heads was dripping down, and they were snorting and panting, they were tired like this for the first twenty minutes, how much psychological pressure does it take to be so tired?
You must know that Zhou Haibin is very good in physical fitness.
Wang Ai bent down to pick up two bottles of mineral water, unscrewed them directly, and the three of them reached out to take them, but Wang Ai tiptoed on the heads of the three of them and poured them from head to foot one by one.
"Calm down, calm down!"
Wang Ai said to the stunned three: "You are the core of the whole team, the front, middle and back three lines, don't panic, don't worry, it's only 20 minutes, there are still 70 minutes!"
You're in a hurry, what should the whole team do?
Everyone is messed up, how to win?
” "Lao Zhou, you are the core of the backcourt, the big gate, you have to panic, how to organize the backcourt defense?
Lao Chen, Cao Di in the front court is waiting for you to feed the ball, you are in a hurry, your actions are deformed, can you have a good ball?
Lao Zhao, you are a fierce midfielder, what should you do if you kick someone and foul in a hurry?
If we are punished, we will die!
” Gao Hongbo, who had just finished taking care of the wounded and found that there was nothing wrong, turned his head and saw that the three main forces of the national youth of 1.7 meters were being grabbed by the collar of the 1.4 meter substitute Wang Ai and sprayed wildly on the sidelines.
At this time, the referee blew the whistle, and Wang Ai turned his head to give Lao Gao a smile: "It's okay, I'll say a few more words." ” Without waiting for Lao Gao to say anything, Wang Ai smiled at the three "berserkers" who had calmed down: "It's time for the game, rest assured, kick calmly, don't forget, and me, what are you afraid of?"
What's the hurry?
No matter how much you lose, I'll kick you back!
” Zhao Xuri patted Wang Ai's shoulder, and snorted: "Net bragging!"
” Chen Tao nodded at Wang Ai: "I know, don't worry." ” Zhou Haibin nodded, turned around and left, walked into the field, and suddenly turned around and gave Wang Ai a thumbs up.
The two smiled silently, looking at Lao Gao inexplicably.
The three of them returned to the field and began to explain to the players near their positions, spreading Wang Ai's wisdom buff, and the situation on the court quickly stabilized.
Wang Ai let out a sigh of relief, sat back in his position, and Lao Gao also sat down beside him, and suddenly asked after watching the game: "What did you just say?"
” Wang Ai smiled; "It works, right?
Don't look at the advertisement to see the curative effect!
” The team leader on the side was doing ideological work, and found that the situation on the field suddenly stabilized without the usual mistake of the Chinese team and even the junior team that the Chinese team and even the junior team often make when they conceded a goal, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Wang Ai, what did you say?"
I think it's working out well. ” Wang Aiyang raised his chin to look at Lao Gao and the team leader left and right, and raised his index finger: "A meal from the east is smooth!"
” Lao Gao smiled and patted Wang Ai's head: "If there is a fart, let it go!"
” Just when Wang Ai communicated with Lao Gao and the team leader in a low voice, the situation on the field changed suddenly, and the Chinese team that calmed down actually equalized the score very quickly!
Chen Tao was sprayed with a bottle of cold water by Wang Ai, from childhood to adulthood, he was the arrogance of a top player, he actually took the ball from the sideline of the midfield, and the three Korean midfielders were entangled with the bottom line of the Korean team, and the Latin style of small, smart, and ball control was played to the fullest, and the three Korean midfielders were shaken and staggered, just like that, he could still pass the ball out!
Cao Di, who has a high concentration of attention, has been peeking at the opportunity, when Chen Tao swayed left and right on the bottom line and crossed, Cao Di pounced violently and nodded the ball in front, South Korean goalkeeper Zheng Chenglong couldn't save, and the ball went in!
Cao Di and Chen Tao screamed and rushed to the sidelines, Gao Hongbo shouted hello and stood up excitedly.
Wang Ai's body moved and sat down firmly, this is Gao Hongbo's honor!
Taking over this team halfway, many players and the team's technical and tactical style are not Gao Hongbo's ideas, plus 84 is not a big year for football, and there are few players who play football.
If Wang Ai hadn't been angry with him if he was fine, I don't know what it would look like.
This is also one of the reasons why Lao Gao is so tolerant of Wang Ai: every time he is angry with Wang Ai, Lao Gao is in a very good mood......
When the Chinese team equalized, the pressure turned into a burden for the South Korean team, and the Chinese team began to play with the South Korean team.
The score of 1:1 was maintained until halftime.
After a fifteen-minute break, the players returned to the court and began to do some simple warm-ups, and Zhou Haibin suddenly found that Wang Ai didn't come?
In the second half, Wang Ai played.
Turning his face, he found that Wang Ai was walking back and forth in front of the coach's seat and didn't know what he was doing.
Wang Ai grinned shyly, pacing back and forth while pulling the jersey with the thumb and index finger of both hands, pulling it, bouncing it back to his stomach, pulling it, and glancing at Gao Hongbo.
"What are you doing?
Not playing yet?
” "Hey, hey, hey" Wang Ai shook his head: "No. 10 jersey!"
Yes?
Didn't wear it, did you?
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Haven't played it, have you?
Envy, right?
” Lao Gao's face suddenly darkened, he would wear the No. 8 jersey in the national team when he played, and he really didn't wear No. 10: "Don't show off, if you don't play well, I will confiscate your number!"
” When he first picked the jersey number, Wang Ai stood in front of the people, and no one in the national youth team spoke first, Wang Ai waved his hand impatiently: "What are you doing in a daze?"
Outside of the tenth, you can pick and choose!
” The players dare not be angry: you picked the best away, and we still pick a fart!
Wang Ai was enough, and then he triumphantly stepped onto the field, and the players were all gathered in a circle ready to shout and cheer.
"I'm here, rejoice!"
Wang Ai leaned his waist and tilted his head, shouting at a group of big men of one meter seven, and now he looked even shorter.
"Happy!"
In the crowd, Chen Tao agreed with great interest.
After finishing speaking, I found that I answered alone, which was embarrassing.
Wang Ai shook his head and sighed: "It's not promising, it's not united at all!"
I'll give you another chance, I'm here, are you happy?
” The team members looked at each other and thought it was much more interesting than a group of people bending over and pouting their butts and holding hands and shouting "win" or something.
"Happy!"
Everyone roared.
"Let's go, this one is a win!"
Wang Ai waved his hand vigorously.
The movement of the Chinese team has attracted the attention of the South Korean team, and looking at Wang Ai's leadership style, the coach of the South Korean team shouted to his captain to explain that he should pay close attention to this new player, not to mention the player who is still in the No. 10 jersey.
If necessary, foul tactics can be used, after all, Wang Ai is the youngest at a glance, in other words, it is much easier to bully than Zhou Haibin.
However, to the surprise of the Korean team and even the Chinese team, Wang Ai disappeared as soon as the game began.
Regardless of the front and back courts, Wang Ai seems to have lost his trace, not to mention scoring goals and organizing attacks, he can't even be seen defensively, he just runs around in the backfield of South Korea, and sometimes he has nothing to do with the ball. ()