Vol 6 Chapter 113: The door of miracles (3)

The game reopened. Knowing that Wang Ai was about to go off the court, his teammates silently provided him with greater support, including the fourth direct free kick in the game. In the first half, Wang Ai made a unfortunate kick. Whenever Wang Ai wants to make technological progress, his technique is a bit unstable.
In the 52nd minute of the game, a position that was 20 meters away from the goal was a bit off. Since the opponent's free kick could be judged from his position when he served in the previous game, Wang Ai chose to face the goal this time. , Choose one of three to see if you can guess it!
The three styles of play differ only at the moment of touching the ball. After Carlos style kicks, people will jump up, and after stone ball kicks, people will fall back. After Junior Juninho style, there will be no change, but because from The time from launch to arrival is too short, so it has no tactical value for the goalkeeper and can only help bystanders to understand the truth for the first time.
This time, Wang Ai chose the stone ball. When he re-adjusted his posture from slightly backward, the high, fast, meteor-like ball had already easily crossed the top of the human wall and hit the goal from under the beam.
It was 3:0. With the support of all his teammates, Wang Ai played perfectly today, with two shots and one pass leading all the offense. If it were not for the European war three days later, the good performance of the Freiburg team today would be even more shattered by him.
After replacing Wang Ai, Bayern's on-court state quickly slipped, and there was no outstanding performance anymore, and finally kept the score of 3:0 to the end.
"Kicker" magazine commented on this game: 13 games, 27 goals, the myth of "Made in Germany" is still going on, maybe we can wipe off the dust on Ged Muller's crown.
"Bild" evaluation is: the Chinese doctor played perfectly, Bayern won an imperfect victory.
"Süddeutsche Zeitung" evaluation is: the league leads by 6 points, the Champions League is more calm.
Back to Munich the next morning, the team was off for a day off. When Wang Ai arrived home, Xiao Wang Sheng opened his hands and called his father to greet him. Wang Ai bent down and grabbed his son's collar with one hand and lifted it up in the air. , The silly son followed Gagale.
Had it not been for outsiders, Huang Xin would have almost rushed to kick the man, but apart from her four guards, none of the masters who were sitting next to Wang Ai worried.
Putting down his son and going to the backyard to play with the dog for a while, Wiwi, who was basking in the sun, was rubbed in his hands for a while from the windowsill, and he kicked his son who was squatting and playing with building blocks on a horse. The castle that his son finally built was covered with His head was shattered, and Wang Sheng was inexplicably touching his head, sitting on the ground and holding the building blocks in his hand, looking at the violently demolished castle, grinning... smiled.
"Eh eh, don't fight don't fight." Wang Ai dodges Huang Xin's poisonous hands: "If my son cries, I can't make fun of him, right?"
"When your son grows up, be careful that he kicks you!" Huang Xin said angrily.
"He doesn't remember anything yet." Wang Ai waved his hand generously.
"Haha!" Huang Xin sneered, "I'll tell you the truth, two-year-olds still remember some things."
"Really?" Wang Ai rubbed his chin and thought seriously: "Come on, let's discuss it."
"What?" Huang Xin was dragged up to the third floor for unknown reasons, suddenly realizing something was wrong, and it was too late to run.
"Hey, can it be used? I haven't been riding you for a week."
"At night, at night." Huang Xin struggled: "You are a porno, you just came back."
"It's easy to change from frugality to luxury, and it is difficult to change from luxury to frugality. You are all used to me!"
Wang Sheng was still playing with cats and dogs downstairs, without knowing that his mother was being beaten upstairs.
Of course, Huang Xin is also experienced, and she can't resist seeing that she has two requirements: one is to close the windows, and the other is to be gentle!
Wang Ai sensibly agreed to the previous request, but to the second request... I won't call it again!
However, Huang Xin has Huang Xin's method. Seeing that he can't help but simply put his head in the pillow. The little beauty has tested it when she was there. If it only makes a whimper and a loud but penetrating applause, it doesn't If you make a high-pitched soprano, you can't hear it downstairs or even next door.
After all, hundreds of thousands of decorations were spent, and the Germans did a good job with the sound insulation effect.
After letting go, the two of them were refreshed, and Huang Xin fell into Wang Ai's arms: "I feel that I can't hold on anymore by myself. Why don't you let Leo Ni come early?"
"No." Wang Ai thought for a while and wanted to veto: "Wait after Xiaomei is born in October this year, there is not a single child at home, the whole system is unstable."
Huang Xin hummed, raised her head and reached out to touch Wang Ai's face. Ever since Wang Ai joked about a teacher's occupational illness, she has paid attention to speaking in a tone that doesn't need to be taught at home, both to children and men. She knew that this was not a good habit, and she was annoying herself.
Since the Champions League is coming soon, and the opponent is Basel of Switzerland, there is no threat to Bayern in theory, but it is not a weak player who can reach the top 16. So today Bayern only took a half-day break without training, and it will take place in the afternoon. For the tactical preparation meeting, the club also arranged some activities to facilitate quick recovery of physical strength, such as special nutritious meals and medicated baths.
Wang Ai naturally returned to the club in the afternoon. When he was alone with Heynckes, he unexpectedly made a request: "I hope to be able to use the club's training facilities in the evening, and I will also bring two assistants."
"What are you going to practice? Haven't you been in the plantation to the south?"
"Well, some technical research requires professional equipment."
Super Saiyan Heynckes nodded solemnly: "Very well, diligent practice is the basis for transformation."
After hearing this, Wang Ai forced himself to hold back his laugh, got up to say goodbye, and laughed out loud when he went out.
This old man is very cute. He doesn't get angry or pretends he doesn't know, but he secretly read the original book privately.
That night, Wang Ai brought Zhao Dan, Zhang Guang, Su Shi, and Li Jun to the training ground and brought a lot of footballs. It's just that the selected time is after ten o'clock and everyone in the training ground is gone, and it is also after Wang Ai's basic night training in the plantation.
He has some new ideas in technology and footwork that need to be practiced.
The gatekeeper of the training ground had received Heynckes' instructions, so he chose to let him go, and gave Wang Ai the key to the equipment warehouse.
Thirty meters in front of the goal, more than 20 footballs lined up, under the shining of the headlights of the training field, there was a soft light, and the night looked a little crystal clear.
Facing the football sideways, Wang Ai chose a Beckham style of play, kicked one, and took a look. After more than 20 kicks, Zhang Guang and Su Shi were responsible for picking up the ball. Li Jun and Zhao Dan each took the camera and brought them closer. Wang Ai observes the ball from the side and back.