Vol 8 Chapter 43: Trying the Sword (3)

Wang Ai is sure that Mr. Chairman must at least give Benitez a hint to make his appearance as soon as possible, especially when the game goes well. But Benitez's head iron level, or psychological sensitivity is very strong, the more the boss wants to intervene, the more he will make a confrontational reaction to maintain his authority, unless the boss is impatient...
Therefore, the first time Wang Ai appeared at the Bernabeu Stadium, Benitez hadn't let him warm up after 75 minutes of the game. Wang Ai took a deep breath and leaned back in his chair, and turned to think about the game seriously. Now the visiting team is 0:3 behind, but it is a bit unfair to lose so much.
Shakhtar Donetsk is of course much weaker than Real Madrid, but they have formulated special tactics for Real Madrid's delicate and expensive characteristics. It should be said that they played well, but they were unlucky. In the first half, the goalkeeper accidentally dropped the ball and let Benzema score one, and then he was sent off for too much defensive action in stoppage time. Back from the kick-off, there were not enough strength and few players, and the referee was a bit biased, so there were two consecutive penalties.
Just thinking about it, huge cheers came from his ears. Wang Aishun looked at him, and Ronaldo was celebrating again. The big screen showed Marcelo's long shot from the outside. The goalkeeper didn't dare to hold the ball and choose It was played, and the result was flying towards Ronaldo. He almost jumped on the spot and headed the ball into the goal.
"Hat trick." Wang Ai muttered in his heart, and he still didn't forget to applaud, but he didn't stand up.
At this moment, Benitez, who was happy enough, came back and saw him at a glance, as if he suddenly remembered, he hurriedly called Wang Ai to warm up. Wang Ai didn't react in his mind, but his body did, and only after he got up did he realize that he had picked up a garbage time.
"Okay, Real Madrid." Wang Ai pondered happily in pain.
A few minutes later, Ronaldo walked to the sidelines and raised his hands to give Wang Ai a high-five with a bright smile, but he didn't speak. Obviously he also felt that this garbage time was a bit humiliating.
Stepping on the turf of the Bernabéu means that Wang Ai's Real Madrid career has finally begun, and loud cheers from the nearby stands rang out at the same time. Wang Ai didn't care about anything else, and ran to the right winger's position. This timeout was a right-sided throw-in by the home team, and Yin Ke stood outside the sideline holding the ball and waiting. Originally, Wang Ai's idea was to go to the left front field to respond to the second point, but Yin Ke kept looking at him, so he had no choice but to step forward, moving left and right while waiting for the ball,
Yin Ke threw the ball, and the visiting team members jumped up to grab it. Wang Ai stepped forward at the same time, blocked the opponent with his back, and rubbed against the incoming ball with the side of his chest without any effort. Two meters in front of him, he stepped forward without stopping, and the football and people rushed to the opponent's left backcourt.
This extremely silky and smooth atypical stop-and-go stunned the players on both sides. The fans in the stands just thought that this action was so smooth and couldn't think too much, but the players on both sides, especially those nearby, were all impressed by this beautiful technical action. It was a shock.
The previous stride is the embodiment of speed, the subsequent blocking behind is the embodiment of strength, the rubbing of the chest is the embodiment of control, and the landing step to catch up with the ball is the embodiment of consciousness. Powerful when it should be strong, precise when it should be precise, a combination of several movements, an unexpected opportunity will appear, and this is all within his plan.
Yin Ske, who was serving, ran behind Wang Ai, and kept replaying in his mind: It seems that Ronaldo does not have such a strong control, maybe only the short man in Barcelona can do it. However, the Eastern Super Giant has a height of 1.92 meters. How did he do it?
An even bigger miracle is still ahead. Wang Ai, who started running with the ball, seemed to want to rush directly to the penalty area, but was threatened by several visiting team players from the flanks, so he simply rushed straight to the bottom line. Visible to the naked eye, the two defenders were completely wiped out at a distance of less than 40 meters. Only then did people realize that this white number 25 is the 100-meter champion of this year's World Championships!
Even Bolt was killed by him.
The guard of the visiting team woke up from a dream and rushed diagonally from the penalty area to intercept midway. Just before the two were about to meet, Wang Ai suddenly stopped and kicked two pieces of turf. This made the guard of the visiting team completely unexpected. When he couldn't stop his body passing in front of Wang Ai, he subconsciously reached out to Wang Ai to grab a good brake. He abruptly dodged his mid-air hand.
After the person passed by, Wang Aicai took a step to support the center of gravity, while the opponent slid directly from the corner flag area to the advertising board, making a muffled sound. When Wang Ai drove the ball to the penalty area, he quickly turned his head and glanced at the opponent, with a three-point shock and three-point doubt on his face.
The audience watching the live broadcast could only imitate the perception of Huhu, but the audience in the nearby stands saw these two rather funny little moves clearly. Although the next step is the key, the funny laughter still comes from their mouths spray out.
The goalkeeper and the defenders were rushing towards Wang Ai, but Wang Ai's teammates were still far behind, so he had to pass back to the middle near the bottom line. Well, it missed.
The French gave Wang Ai a thumbs up, and Wang Ai nodded with a smile.
Although he didn't score this time, his teammates had the most intuitive understanding of Wang Ai's body control, and the fans had a clear understanding of his speed and ability to create opportunities. Especially after the big screen on the sidelines finally replayed the few moments just now, what happened in just over ten seconds was finally revealed to the world.
"I'm very puzzled, why does little Wang'er never seem to need to warm up?" asked He Wei, who was in charge of explaining the game on CCTV 5.
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Bai Guanghai's voice was dull: "His resting state is different from ordinary people. He is the main point of view when watching the ball, and his attention is always seamlessly connected with the team's style of play, physical fitness, and state. In addition, his physical ceiling is too high. Even the general state without much warm-up can adapt to high-intensity competition."
"There are 5 minutes left in the game. Do you think Xiao Wang'er's Bernabeu debut can still score?"
"I guess it's enough. You see, Real Madrid has stopped playing since Ronaldo went down. They just finished a 7-0 league game a few days ago. The main players are a little weak in physical fitness. The goal difference in the Champions League group stage is not very important. .Little Wang'er himself... I guess he doesn't care, he can give everyone an impression in just a few minutes, and he has some tacit understanding with his teammates in actual combat, and it's enough to show off his ability by the way."
"Are you talking about those moves just now?" He Wei became excited: "Guanghai, you are also the best striker in China. How do those moves make you feel?"
"It's not good!" Lao Bai said stiffly, "I hate this kind of inadvertent tantrums the most! Are you feeling better?"