Vol 6 Chapter 216: The Wave Stops the Flying Boat (6)

Leoni, who was sitting in the VIP box, was chatting and laughing with the Bayern officials, while secretly worrying about Wang Ai in the field. These days are very tormenting for the family, the youngest Wang Sheng even feels it, and I don't know how long it will last.
The women actually didn't want Wang Ai to continue to be so anxious, but they couldn't stop him. They could only choose to follow him at any time.
Bremen's interception was very effective on the field. Bayern attacked for ten minutes and found that they could not make a breakthrough through conventional operations, so a few people in the frontcourt remembered Wang Ai's "confession" before the game, and turned to him as the focus to organize the offensive. In the 16th minute of the game, Muller knocked horizontally on the bottom left, and the pig who followed up suddenly picked the ball with gentle footwork abnormally. In the middle of the defender and the goalkeeper, Wang Ai, who has always been highly focused in the game, naturally would not miss such a sudden single-handed opportunity. LeMay's goalkeeper, despite his aggressive saves, was too late.
Bayern's players were celebrating, Bayern's fans were cheering, and Leoni's shoulders, which had been tense, slackened and became more comfortable in conversation. As a senior executive with voting rights in the Bundesliga, although she usually entrusts Anika to vote instead of herself, she is still a guest of various clubs, far from the treatment of Huang Xin and Xu Qinglian who can only sit in the wives.
Starting from this goal, Bayern's offensive finally opened, closely surrounding Wang Ai, who was very close to the goal, and made crosses one after another. Wang Ai, who had been revived by the goal just now, also tried his best to seize the opportunity. 3 minutes after the first goal, Ribery, who broke into the penalty area, kicked a fast cross that was very close to the goal line. There was a defender hanging on his arm under the watchful eyes of others or too late. The player's Wang Ai forcibly stepped out before the center of gravity was adjusted, and finally intercepted the shot in front of the goal and scored the ball.
5 minutes later, Ribery dribbled the ball on the wing again, looking around and advancing, while Wang Ai ran within a range of about seven or eight meters from the penalty spot. The two kept observing and moving each other, and finally felt When the time was right, Ribery made a sudden cross in the middle of the bottom, and Wang Ai jumped up and shook his head, making the score 3:0 very easily.
In stoppage time in the first half, Gustavo shot from a long distance from the outside, collapsed on the opponent's calf, bounced to the right, and fell between Muller and the opponent's full-back. Mueller staggered to the middle, and Wang Ai was here to support.
Werder Bremen, who are facing a big enemy, has already used the greatest strength on Wang Ai: not only the two central defenders stare at him at any time, but also always pull him hard... The defenders of the five major leagues, like the forwards, have their circles It is used for communication and complaints, among which the evaluation of Wang Ai is: this arrogant Chinese never dives unless you hurt him; don't provoke him with racist words, his way of getting angry is to make you lose and lose face .
So there's nothing wrong with pulling him hard, he doesn't even shake anyway, and the referee usually doesn't punish him even if he doesn't dive, unless you're all hanging on him.
But now facing Muller's pass, Bremen's two central defenders are facing a formidable enemy, one is trying to make a midway steal, and the other is following Wang Ai's side to prevent him from turning around at any time. Wang Ai's response was to take a step to squeeze the line and space of the defender who was trying to intercept the football. After he succeeded, he only touched the incoming ball and turned and turned to the left to cut inward. The person in charge of intercepting lost his center of gravity and desperately looked back, but couldn't keep up for a while, while the person in charge of stalking stepped forward to squeeze Wang Ai's inward cut opportunity. The Greek defender could not keep up with Wang Ai's footsteps and was easily thrown away by him to face the goal.
As for Prowell, who was still struggling to adjust his center of gravity just now, at 194 cm, he was much heavier than Wang Ai. He had just stood firm and could only watch Wang Ai use his 192 cm small steps that were almost impossible to appear. A quick volley towards the goal.
The incomprehensible high stride frequency and small steps are unique to the short player's method of reducing the dimensionality of the tall player, turning the score into 4:0.
He was smashed by the jumping Muller. In Heynckes' view, Wang Ai's smile finally became sincere. He even took Muller several steps before falling apart under the impact of Ribery. A few minutes later, the whistle sounded, and Wang Ai, who walked to the sidelines, met Heynckes, who was waiting for him.
"It's a good performance, are you okay with the impact just now?"
Wang Ai rolled his eyes: "Let me kick for a few more minutes."
Heynckes smiled with satisfaction: "Okay."
Playing two games in three days, 1 shot and 4 passes in the last game, this game scored 4 more, it is understandable for him to leave early. There will be a UEFA Champions League group match three days later, and Wang Ai also has to consider the issue of physical fitness distribution. Besides, he still doesn't feel very well.
In the second half, Wang Ai played another 5 minutes before being replaced by Pizarro. He sat on the sidelines and waited until the end of the game. In the second half, Muller made another assist and Gustavo finally hit a long shot again, turning the score into 5: 0.
After an hour-and-a-half flight, Wang Ai returned to his home in Munich at 8 pm. Due to the game at 3:30 in the afternoon, I ate a little nutritious meal before the game, and the official dinner could only be delayed until this time. In fact, even if you stay in Bremen for dinner, it will be at least seven o'clock.
"Do you feel better?" asked Leoni, who was eating with Wang Ai.
"Yeah." Wang Ai put down her chopsticks in response and looked at Leoni and Xu Qinglian who rarely came out to watch him eat: "Look for a few more days, if I still can't find it, I will give up. You are right, I have already At 25, it’s time to consider retiring after playing for a few more years. It doesn’t matter if you can’t go up, what stage to consider at what stage, if you look at the career as a whole, it’s time to think about the end, anyway, I’m still a superstar. Ju, right? Anyway, my stone ball is still unique, and my goal rate is still the best in the world anyway, right, right?"
"Of course." Leoni nodded hastily.
Xu Qinglian laughed: "Then I'll go upstairs. By the way, you can accompany your son when you have time. Wang Sheng doesn't dare to play with you these days. Well, in fact, even ladies don't dare."
"Really?" Wang Ai nodded: "Okay."
A moment later, in the backyard, Wang Ai waved at his son: "Are you still kicking buns? Come on, give it to me!"
Wang Sheng ran over and put the ball in his father's hand, then looked up at his father's feet that were more flexible than his hands, and at the football that flew freely in the night sky and seemed to never fall.