After scoring the goal, Wang Ai pointed in the direction of the Chinese fans, ran to the phalanx of Chinese fans, jumped high, and raised an arm with a clenched fist, in exchange for repeated chanting from Chinese fans.
Wang Ai's eyes were sharp, and he found that several female fans were wiping their tears, including his senior sister, and even male fans had watery eyes.
With his hard work and hard work, the promising young star Wang Ai presented the most precious gift to the more than 100 fans who went to a foreign country to support the national football team!
All the Chinese fans who watched the game in front of the TV at the scene and even in China definitely believed that this was destined to be a goal in the history of Chinese football, and it was shouted by the fans!
It's the fans who created it!
Without this shout, the result of this game would have been 1:0!
After a little celebration for half a minute, the game started again.
The listless Omani players were in stark contrast to the elated Chinese players.
The crowd of spectators set off by Wang Ai greatly interfered with the game, and the players couldn't hear each other clearly, and finally the hustle and bustle in the stadium reached its peak with the referee's final whistle!
As soon as the game ended, Wang Ai picked up the football and threw off his teammates and rushed to the direction of the Chinese fans behind the bench, throwing the ball to more than 100 Chinese fans in a standard sideline ball posture, and the football rolled in the crowd, and finally was successfully jumped up by a teenager and grabbed it firmly in his arms.
"Wang Ai, jersey!
Jersey!
A fan struggled to spread his upper body in the crowd, pointing to Wang Ai's jersey and shouting fiercely.
Wang Ai, who was overly excited, took off his jersey and threw it to the Chinese fans in front of the coaches, players, substitutes, and officials of the two teams in China and Oman, as well as the AFC award officials, referees, and the Iranian team, the Japanese team and all the spectators.
Someone shouted again: "Ball pants, ball pants!"
Wang Ai, who was crazy, took off his pants and threw them into the stands, this time without waiting for the fans to shout, and took off the leg guards, socks, and sneakers, which attracted the joy of Chinese fans every time.
"My brother!
If you take it off again, you'll be naked!
Zhao Xuri's hands were quick, and he hugged Wang Ai, who was touching his underwear.
Wang Ai, who calmed down a little, smiled and waved his hand at the fans: "I can't take it off anymore, the TV station won't let me broadcast it!"
” Lao Gao, who couldn't hide his smile, came over and slapped Wang Ai: "Hurry up and go back and get dressed, the award will be presented later!"
” "Wait!"
Wang Ai turned around to greet the national youth players who were running around, or lying on the ground, or talking and laughing on the bench, and gathered in the first and second phases, bowing deeply and applauding in front of the Chinese fans.
The cheers of the Chinese fans reached their peak, and even though there were only about a hundred people, they let out the highest decibel screams in the audience!
Wang Ai was about to turn around and enter the locker room, but Chen Tao pulled Wang Ai and pointed to the side.
Wang Ai found that more than 5,000 Vietnamese fans were looking at this side, they were not Chinese, and they were embarrassed to send out invitations.
"Let's go!
Thank you to the Vietnamese fans. ” The national junior players walked in the direction of the stands of the Vietnamese fans.
Every time you go to the stands, you will definitely attract the cheers of the fans, and the national junior players will bow and thank you.
After walking a circle, I received countless applause.
When he went to the vicinity of the Chinese stands again, Zhao Xuri beckoned the photographer to take pictures of everyone, pointed at Wang Ai and laughed loudly: "You must take pictures of our whole team!"
” Everyone else is fully equipped, but Wang Ai is a pair of underwear to go to the end of the world, even the shoes are gone, and he walks around barefoot.
Wang Ai roared angrily and rushed towards Zhao Xuri, and in Zhao Xuri's dull gaze, he tripped Zhao Xuri to the ground, grabbed Zhao Xuri's pants with both hands and pulled them down.
"Ahh Zhao Xuri howled, and he didn't let go of his pants with both hands.
Seeing that he really couldn't compete with him, Wang Ai turned his head and stared at the other national junior team members with fierce eyes......
"Boss is crazy, run wow!"
Zeng Cheng, who was the youngest and maintained good physical fitness in this game, let out a miserable scream, and ran to the locker room with both hands dragging his pants.
In Wang Ai's pursuit, the full national youth team "boomed", exploded on the spot, and the wolves rushed to the ......
What Wang Ai didn't know was that this scene was not only seen by more than 100 Chinese fans and more than 5,000 Vietnamese fans in this stadium......
Because the CCTV sports channel temporarily broadcast the game, the hosts Liu Jianhong and Zhang Bin in the live broadcast room, and the guests Ma Lin and Tang Yaodong pointed to the screen and couldn't breathe, and the national fans who watched the game at this time couldn't laugh.
The host Zhang Bin is the planner of this issue of "Football Night Special Edition", and urgently contacted the reporter in front of him and asked to interview Wang Ai now.
The reporter at the scene hesitated for a moment and said, "Is it appropriate now?"
He wore so little?
” Zhang Bin said eagerly: "It's now, don't forget, this is a national youth!"
He's only 13!
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It's still a child, it's okay, the leader really wants to criticize me!
” Indeed, if it is an adult, it is indeed unsightly, but how old is Wang Ai, who has not entered puberty, and a child's bare butt is not called a tertiary film, not to mention that there are underwear, at most it is a swimsuit......
"Wang Ai, I'm a reporter from CCTV, and now I want to ask you a few questions."
A tall female reporter grabbed Wang Ai.
Wang Ai, who was arresting people shirtless, was startled when he heard the sound, turned his head to look around, and sure enough, he found that the two cameras were facing him, and he turned around and was about to run, but the female reporter grabbed his arm and carried him back......
"You're so energetic!"
Wang Ai rubbed his arm dissatisfied.
The female reporter nodded proudly: "I practiced discus back then, you can't run, I'll ask you a few questions." ” Wang Ai had a bitter face: "Don't ask me if I'm happy or not!"
” The female reporter choked up, the master of philosophy of Renmin University is really not easy to mess with!
"With 19 goals in six games, what do you have to say to the national fans right now?"
Wang Ai rolled his eyes: "What else can I say besides being happy, happy, happy, and happy?"
” The female reporter gritted her teeth: "Say something normal!"
” Wang Ai spread his hands: "Then it's normal for you to ask something." ” The female reporter had never seen such a difficult player, her eyes rolled, and she suddenly turned behind Wang Ai, pointed at Wang Ai's ass and said, "Can you explain it to children across the country?"
Why is it Zhu Bajie on your underwear?
” Wang Ai's panties and buttocks are smiling Zhu Bajie with a big belly and a nail rake, and the sharp-eyed photographer has already discovered it.
Wang Ai covered his ass with a snort and forgot about this stubble!
The female reporter pointed to the camera proudly, and Wang Ai put down her hand dejectedly.
"Say, why is it a lazy and gluttonous Zhu Bajie?"
Wang Ai rolled her eyes angrily: "My mother said, I am usually dishonest like a monkey, so I have to pick a Monkey King for me, I'm afraid that I will jump into the sky and damage our country's satellite!"
The thief is expensive and can't afford to pay.
So I picked a Zhu Bajie for me to help me fall a little. ” At this time, Wang Ai's family, who were watching the live broadcast with great interest at Liaoyang's house, couldn't be happy, Xu Qinglian fell directly into Ai Xiaoqing's arms, pointing to the TV and said intermittently: "Aunt Ai, I picked this for him." ” Taking advantage of the female reporter's happiness, Wang Ai ran to the players' tunnel with a cigarette, the photographer's lens followed Wang Ai closely, and Zhu Bajie on the buttocks arched one after another with Wang Ai's running, which was extremely festive.
Half an hour later, the award ceremony took place.
The third-place medal and the runner-up medal will be awarded first.
Then it was the turn of the champion, the Chinese national junior men's football team!
Gao Hongbo led, followed by Wang Ai, Chen Tao, Zhao Xuri, Zhou Haibin, Cao Di, Dai Qinhua, Yin Liangyi, Yang Fusheng, Guo Liang, Yu Yang, Gao Lin, Wang Yongpo, Zeng Cheng......
One by one, they were all smiling and were awarded medals by AFC officials.
Today's award was presented by Zhang Jilong, vice president of the AFC, who deliberately pulled Wang Ai to encourage him for a long time.
In the eager eyes of the junior players, Wang Ai walked to the trophy, grabbed the slender trophy with one hand, and held it high above his head with one hand.
Cheers thunder, streamers fly!
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