Vol 4 Chapter 295: A wide river with a wide wave (Scene 6: Shotgun)

After listening to Schubert's German saying that the vitreous rupture, Wang Ai was uneasy, so that in the last ten minutes of the first half, he basically completed the actions by instinct, and his mind became a mess. His time with Bai Guanghai is not long. At least there is no big feeling like Dayu and they are small, but Bai Guanghai is Wang Ai's biggest achievement after rewriting the Chinese football map-the most obvious teammate he intervened, cultivated and promoted. .
Although the news that the vitreous rupture is still only known to these people in the national team, Wang Ai has never experienced such a cruel game, so he was suddenly confused.
In the silent dressing room, Wang Ai lowered his head and listened to Ali Haan's on-the-spot training, and then looked up to Tang Yaodong: "Tang guidance, how is Xiaobai?"
Knowing how he joined the coaching team of the national team, Tang Yaodong was more low-key than Gao Hongbo. He was named by Wang Ai. He was shocked. He just opened his mouth to say, suddenly pulled out his mobile phone, opened the text message, and the note was Schubert The text message was edited in Chinese: "The operation is in progress, the situation is not serious, and the success rate is very high."
The Chinese on the color screen mobile phone makes Wang Ai and the teammates around him see clearly.
"Can't be blind?" Wang Ai asked.
"Well!" Tang Yaodong agreed to look at the crowd and repeated it again: "It will not be blind. When I sent Schubert out of the stadium, he told me that the vitreous body cracked a small mouth, not even eyesight. Will be significantly affected. "
Obviously, as soon as the atmosphere in the dressing room was relaxed, even the well-informed old Hao stretched out his legs: "It's too scary and bloody."
"Yeah yeah." Everyone should be in harmony.
Wang Ai took a breath and leaned on the locker before thinking about how to play in the second half of the game.
It's too difficult. The strength of the Ecuador team that goes all out is between the Chinese team and the Zhong team. More importantly, the strength of each position is equal. Unlike the Chinese team, they and Bai Guanghai are too prominent. It seems that the teammates in other positions are slightly weaker. In this case, the full-fledged defense was originally the correct way to play, but unfortunately the football game couldn't stop the flash of genius, and it was disrupted by two incredible opponents' incredible goals.
How to play in the second half? What did Ali say just now? It does not seem to say that it is too difficult for him, a coach who is good at preparing before the game but not good at adjusting on the spot, to make adjustments that require major responsibility on the spot when the coach has made the most thorough planning before the game.
How to fight? In the locker room that gradually recovered, teammates were also discussing, even arguing.
Nan Yong, who has been in the locker room for several times, has forcibly suppressed his words. As the head of the Football Association, he also hopes that the Chinese team will win. At the Bangcheo Island Conference 13 years ago, the Football Association proposed the World Cup's top 16 and the top eight goals for the Olympics. Although all this seemed impossible before 2002, with Wang Ai's sudden rise and the overall growth of the Tubingen system he pulled up, this distant goal has been completed in 2004 and this year, respectively. Although in the new ten-year outline in 2003, Wang Ai and others did not propose higher goals than the previous ten years.
But practice is better than planned, isn't it better? What should I do now? Now that the national team is very professional, non-professional opinions will not be taken seriously even if it is put forward by the leader, so Nan Yong can only keep his anxiety in his heart.
The restlessness spread in the locker room. Everyone had an idea to express. Later, even the coaching staff began to discuss privately until the game was reopened. There was still no unified opinion.
Wang Ai has been silent for a while. As the leader of the Tubingen system, the national team captain and the "strongest brain" of Chinese football, if he does not say anything, the national team will not have the hammer with the final word.
FIFA officials came to knock on the door. Everyone stood up subconsciously. The players who did not have a unified idea were anxious and dazed. Until they stood in the player channel waiting for admission, there was still no clear tactical thinking.
At this time, Zhao Xuri, who was not on the big list but came to take charge of the bag, couldn't help but squeeze to Wang Ai from one side: "Boss, what do you say, how to fight in the second half?"
"Ah?" Wang Ai reacted from the condensed mind and felt the silence behind him. When he looked back, he saw Dayu, Shao Jiayi, Zheng Zhi, Yan Song, Qu Bo and the last big man Zong Lei looking at themselves.
Wang Ailuo smiled a little embarrassedly: "Everyone, that ... In the second half, I am going to try it alone."
After hearing this, Dayu grinned and shoved Wang Ai: "You're talking about lying trough!"
Shao Jia nodded: "That is, you can't finish it until you say it.
"Scared us and thought you were hurt too."
"Yeah, what a deep pretend."
On the Chinese team's side, Wang Ai quickly raised his voice: "Well, I don't think it's ridiculous to do it alone, are we not a whole?"
"If you come less, it's not the whole thing alone?" Shao Jia asked Wang Ai's chest.
"That's what's embarrassing." Lao Hao shook his head. "Being able to stand alone proves your ability is outstanding. When your teammates are held up, you can do it alone. You won't be able to stand up to the game until you win.
Qu Bo, who had been smiling for a long time, saw everyone cold, and suddenly said: "How to fight alone?"
Dayu didn't wait for Wang Ai to speak and said, "So what to say? I swapped with him in the second half, and I hit the midfielder."
"Not enough." Shao Jiayi shook his head: "Eh Yan Song, and Brother Hai, are you two rushing on the sidelines?"
Sun Jihai scratched his hair: "I'm afraid that I won't be able to come back. They are on the fast side."
"What should I do?" Li Weifeng said anxiously: "Should Ronaldinho let the ball forward? He has a long shot?"
Zong Lei shook his head: "No, Brother Luo can't go up. I'm afraid I'll be in trouble if I can't hold the ball again."
At this time, the player channel opened, and the noise of the Chinese fans rushed, but the discussion of the Chinese team still continued. After the theme of Wang Ai's single theme was adopted without dispute, the follow-up question was how to develop this center.
As the turf approached, Zhao Xuri shouted sharply: "Don't discuss it, or do you have a long pass to hang, this is simple, everyone will."
Everyone looked at each other and nodded: "This makes sense."
"Who played?"
"Of course it's a good footwork, Jia Yi, Xu Liang, and others who are close, Qu Bo and Yan Song!"
"Okay, it's them. The rest of us try to protect the ball, and let the four of them come out. Hey Xiao Wang, you can catch up in front."
"Well, try to advance the ball as much as possible, and give me the distance between running and sprinting."
The crowd kept talking and started playing arrogantly. The coaches who stayed on the sideline looked at each other, and their hearts were inexplicable.
The most fierce shotgun of the Chinese team is about to fire!