Vol 4 Chapter 143: ? Everyone loves, flowers bloom (9)

Wang Ai's rapid single-handed assault, and finally a light and technically demanding shot, gave him enough emotion to be proud of ignoring the swearing of tens of thousands of people in Camp Nou. And Jose, because Wang Ai's goal has actually announced the elimination of Barcelona and solved the block, so no one else took out his long-prepared gift.
Slippery kneeling, you need to practice if you don't want to slip out a dog to eat shit.
"Barcelona are so mad. I almost got smashed when we came in." In the locker room, assistant coach Clark muttered softly in the ears of smiling Jose: "Your action ... they don't like you in the future. Now. "
Jose shrugged: "I didn't like them, and I didn't like them. Since we don't like each other, of course I just want to do whatever I want."
Clark also didn't advise, anyway, Jose has always been this way, and turned to look at the Chinese foreign aid with Terry on his shoulders in front of him: "You may not have noticed just now that this guy is as proud as a musician after he scores a goal. I Look, it looks a lot like yours. "
"Really? Let me see." Jose turned to look at the digital camera held by Clark, and pouted while watching: "This is not comparable to me. If he scores such a beautiful ball, he should also slip on his knees. Celebrate."
"He may not have practiced."
"I also ..." Jose paused suddenly, turned his head and gave Clark with an innocent expression, and then slap with a smile: "Ladies, you are doing well. Now we are four goals ahead of Barcelona. I hope the same after the game Here, I can stretch out four fingers to celebrate with you. I ca n’t guess how the Barcelona will react in the second half, but there is a high probability that they will fight for honor. Do n’t underestimate the madness of such a strong team and stick to it In 45 minutes, we can celebrate the promotion. But in 45 minutes, I ask everyone not to relax. "
The players nodded convincingly, and Jose then asked about the players who consumed a lot of energy in the first half, such as Robben, Wang Ai, Crespo, Galas, and Lampard were asked. Jose did not specifically praise Wang Ai, even if he had two wonderful goals.
In Jose's view, such a performance does not require him to praise, and can get enough "commendation" from fans, sponsors, and reporters. In the team, the only one who can stand out is himself, because this will not affect team unity. Fortunately, the king, who is becoming more and more important in the team, doesn't seem to care about this. This Chinese man rarely shows his own style of pride, even if he has such passion at the moment after scoring. Be hidden away.
What a clever guy!
In 15 minutes, Chelsea exchanged venues with Barcelona in response to more intense curses.
After the game started, the Barcelona broke out with a strong attack force. In the past, it seemed that the pace was a bit slow. The Chelsea side had already led with a total score of 6: 2, so they all invested in the defense. Or Robben made a breakthrough to fight back, the whole situation is very passive.
But the heart of the heart is Barcelona. The Barcelona fans in the stands continued to coax, and most of them scolded Chelsea, and some also began to scold their players. The Barcelona stars are also under pressure under this tremendous pressure.
But with the increasingly relaxed Chelsea scrutiny and scrutiny, Barcelona's powerful attacks failed every time. Although Deco planned a dangerous single shot, Ronaldinho created a two-on-one, and Eto'o also made a dangerous long shot. However, the score remained unchanged.
In the anxiety of the ever-increasing balance, the time also came to the 70th minute of the second half, and Duff on the sideline was already warming up. At this time, Van Brontehorst was competing with Wang Ai and knocked the football out of the sideline.
Why did Wang Ai let him down, so he looked at the sidelines, but Jose not far away waved his hands. Duff often hurt this season, and now he has just warmed up, so Jose asked Wang Ai to wait. A chance, give Duff a few more minutes. So, Wang Ai went under the billboard on the side of the court, bent over to hold the football, clamped with one arm, ready to send the ball out of the field.
Of course Wang Ai had to take a look, and by the way breathed. But with only 20 minutes left, Barcelona is still behind 2: 6, and a penalty kick can only take place unless there is a miracle. As a result, a normal out-of-bounds action was considered an intentional delay by excited Barcelona fans.
With the sound of cursing, garbage like rain flew down the stands. One of them flew far and wide, hitting the back of Wang Ai's head with a spin, and even bounced.
The sound is not small, but it doesn't hurt, so Wang Ai turned to look subconsciously, and saw that an empty Coke can is falling in the air, which has reached the height of his knees. Wang Ai didn't think about it. The hook, like he has practiced countless shots, raised the cola can.
However, the cola can was a cylinder after all, it was a little bit drifty after drinking it, and it was pinched a bit before hitting people, so it was not regular. As a result, Wang Ai didn't control it well. Seeing that she needed to control it, she hurried out her right foot. Turned upside down again.
The top is not very good this time. In the past, it was all top football, and the center of gravity of football was basically in the center of the geometric structure, which was regular. In addition to the poor purchase of football in his early years, Wang Ai has not encountered a "football" that is difficult to grasp for many years.
As a result, Wang Ai gripped the football with one arm, and began to continuously top the Coke can with both feet. In fact, he just subconsciously used the cola can as a ball. Because there are always accidents, his temper tantrums must be understood.
One, two, three, five ... ten!
The difficulty of the cola can was limited, so Wang Ai quickly grasped it, and his feet could be skillfully controlled arbitrarily. Only then did he react. I, what is it doing on top of me?
But thinking about it, he didn't stop with both feet, instead turned around to find the trash can.
With his hand, everyone was stunned. The fan who threw the Coke can still kept the throwing posture, the boss with his mouth open, saw Wang Ai screaming everywhere, shouted, and then retracted his head. He thought Wang Ai was looking for him and was ready to shoot back. He dare not bet on the result of the cola cans that were kicked back by players.
How could Wang Ai do that? In the past, I used to occasionally pick up things with my feet, such as throwing a trash or something, but there was no trash can in the football field, so Wang Ai, a cola can, didn't know what to do with it.