Vol 2 Chapter 115: Colorful fireworks

At the end of the game fifteen minutes, the brave Yang Chen actually scored another goal. After receiving the pass in the midfield, he was pulled by Hao Haidong and others' active running. The long-distance attack was almost the same routine. He also made a step in front of the penalty area and opened the angle to shoot into the net.
3: 0! No one will say anything about this ball in the future. Strictly speaking, the Chinese team is absolutely the first in this group. Except for a few times when the team did not qualify in 44, most of the time, it was because the coach couldn't withstand the talk and reach out. And Milu is the most famous and has led three national teams to qualify, so he can ignore the leadership implications. Coupled with his happy football concept, he unburdened the Chinese internationals and adjusted his body and condition. It ’s weird if you do n’t qualify. What about Qatar and Uzbekistan? You can just win one. Is it necessary for the Chinese team to buy a ball? The AFC is not the Chinese. The West Asian countries covered by American fathers will never bring the Chinese team face. Later generations of Americans suspected that FIFA would not take them to play. The long arm ruled to clean up FIFA. The entire FIFA headquarters called the CIA to check it out! Think about it with your heels. Can you dig out Chinese black materials here? If there is, it will definitely burst out. So it didn't burst out, that's not it!
This is also when we are weak, it ’s been a long time, and occasionally we have a hand and we will doubt ourselves if we eat Viagra!
Wang Ai didn't wait until the end of the game, and quietly greeted Milu ten minutes in advance, and led Xu Qinglian to leave Wulihe Stadium. Li Lin and Zhang Xiuyun followed the teenage couple quietly behind.
In the sky full of fireworks, Wang Ai looked back with emotion and glanced at the hustle and bustle of Wulihe Stadium, and glanced at the excited crowd around the square, this time in 44 years! Worse than Cowherd and Girl Weaver! At this moment Chinese fans still naively think that we will be regulars in the World Cup in the future!
Ugh!
"What's wrong?" Xu Qinglian, who had a camera on her chest, looked at Wang Ai, unhappy, and squeezed Wang Ai's hand.
"Nothing" Wang Ai shook his head: "Brother Li Lin, come and take a photo of the two of us! This sky is full of fireworks, how beautiful!"
Li Lin came forward with a smile and took a photo with Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian. Under the brilliant fireworks, it was the brilliant smile of two people, and the brilliant smile of all the fans passing by.
In the early morning of the next day, Li Lin and Zhang Xiuyun were waiting in the car downstairs at the door of the public security area in Liaoyang.
"Will you go directly to Germany?" Xu Qinglian helped Wang Ai to check her luggage again.
"I wanted to go directly. Youhong called me yesterday. I need to transfer to Beijing before I go."
The two went downstairs with their luggage. Xu Qinglian had to go to school today. The car reached the entrance of a high school and Xu Qinglian suddenly said, "Let me see you."
So the car turned to the bus station. After arriving at the station, the four of them got out of the car. Wang Ai was carrying his luggage and looked around. Li Lin and Zhang Xiuyun knew that they must have something to say.
Wang Ai took a deep breath and could no longer restrain himself, loosening the luggage and letting it fall freely, hugging Xu Qinglian with both hands. Xu Qinglian was in shock, and gently backhandedly held Wang Ai.
"It's so flexible." Wang Ai muttered to Xu Qinglian's ear.
Xu Qinglian said: How do you know what I want to say? Immediately, his face turned red, and he lowered his head and bite on Wang Ai's deltoid muscle. Wang Ai would shake his arm subconsciously and forcibly control it.
"Qing Lian, next time you bite in another place, I am an athlete with a lot of subconscious movements. If it weren't for me to control it just now, I really want to shake, so I can't tear your teeth loose." Wang Ai complained.
"Who made you ..." Xu Qinglian kept silent and stared at Wang Ai indignantly.
Wang Ai laughed, "I'm gone!"
Having said that, Wang Ai turned and walked towards the station, feeling emotional when walking: What am I to figure? Don't enjoy a good and rich life, and a good goddess aside ...
Thinking of this, Wang Ai suddenly dropped his luggage and ran back, ignoring the protective action of Xu Qinglian's hands holding his chest and hugging Xu Qinglian in her ear and whispering, "Qing Lian, I really want to grow up with you!"
Feeling the boy's fierce breathing, Xu Qinglian let go of her subconscious alert: "I've been by your side, haven't I? Or, I'll see you during the winter vacation?"
Taking a deep breath, Wang Ai released Xu Qinglian, wiped the corners of her eyes and smiled, "I will take the winter break when you take the winter vacation, and I will come back, alas."
With that said, Wang Ai stared at Xu Qinglian's chest with a pout, and she didn't eat any regrets.
"Hurry up, I'm going to school late!" Xu Qinglian kicked her feet.
"Haha, the flexibility is really good! Protect me!" Wang Ai lifted his baggage and ran away. He didn't want to run again. He was afraid he couldn't walk.
This is a man of ordinary love.
With his back to the car speeding towards Shenyang, Zhang Xiuyun, who drove, glanced from the mirror to Xu Qinglian, who was seeing the red eye circles outside the window.
"Sister Qinglian, you are still young."
Xu Qinglian turned her head and gave Zhang Xiuyun a bright smile: "I was just thinking, is it possible to go to college abroad ... Huh! No, I'm going to read the National People's Congress in China! Girls should not be worse than boys!
Zhang Xiuyun smiled and glanced at Xu Qinglian, who was reading in the rearview mirror, and the car ran to a high school.
Two and a half hours later, You Hong rushed to the airport terminal in Beijing to take a sheet of paper and explain it to Wang Ai: "You need to test your leg strength, batting strength, and then enter this formula. This is You can also enter the wind speed in this variable at your hitting point, and then you can get your ball speed. You can calculate the specific football trajectory with your home computer. This is a preliminary formula, not very fine, look back to me Refine it. Okay, it ’s time to board the plane, you do n’t understand and tell me on qq.

Wang Aixin hid the formula calculated by Mr. You Hong ’s teacher on this page, and just touched a hard flat box. After thinking about it, he stopped You Hong, who is leaving: "You Hong, this is what I give you Little gift, hey, do n’t take it apart, do n’t take it apart, wait and see, it ’s worthless.

You Hong glanced at the unremarkable box, nodded with a smile, Wang Ai loved to play, and there might be a caterpillar or something in it.
The plane took off, and You Hong opened the box with red velvet lining inside and a round golden sign inlaid in the middle. You Hong, frightened, picked it up, and the English translation came: "The Ninth World Junior Medal Championship Medal! "
"This ..." You Hong looked up at the passenger plane flying to the blue sky, as if a prankful smile of Wang Ai's successful mischief appeared.