Chapter 30: The Demon Sword (2)

More than 20,000 people screamed with anger, suddenly abruptly shown by Wang Ai's mid-air gliding. However, the imaginative goal-breaking action gave birth to him, and a small number of good-looking fell within the goal line. Now, I immediately wanted to shout, just opened his mouth, his lungs reminded him violently: no gas! So quickly sighed.
In Liaoyang TV's live sound recording equipment, a clear and uniform voice of "Drifting ... ohhhhhhhhhhhhh ..."
On the stand, Wang Hongli called Wang Ai to take a breath of cigarettes in his belly. He didn't know where the cigarettes were sprayed. Now Tang Yaodong and the deputy director helped him run along his chest. Wang Hongli also said something in his mouth: "Alas, alas, Lie down! "
The stadium was silent for five seconds, and then followed the pan. The whole audience more than 20,000 thick, thin, sloppy, straight, large, small, young, and old voices burst out together, shaking All the grandstands screamed: "Oh (yeah) lying down !!!"
Then, the audience seemed to be frightened by the intimacy of themselves and more than 20,000 people. It may also be a bit awkward to shout swear words in front of a group of high school children, especially many of them are parents of children, and they are more decent. Leaders of the Education Bureau and the Sports Bureau, all the audience were silent for two seconds as if they were pinched around their necks. Then suddenly remembered before I shouted ...
"Pretty !!" More than 20,000 spectators stunned, and finally completed this applause, and also swept the embarrassment of "slump". This higher-decibel shouted in unison, rushed out of the stadium, diffused into the sky, and on the pitch In addition, passers-by passing by, residents of residential buildings, and workers at the factory turned their heads to look at the stadium, and then applause rushed to the center of the stadium like thunder.
Wang Ai, who scored the goal, was a bit confused. Although this action was temporary, it was usually practiced when he practiced the ball himself. I envisioned this situation, but really scored the goal and made Wang Ai a little stunned. Did you really score? Scored a goal in the official match?
At the sidelines, the audience was repeatedly beaten up by the twists and turns, and finally calmed down. When Qi Qi shouted "beautiful" with the greatest strength, the two teams seemed to be re-played after being suspended.
A smile climbed up to Wang Aizhinen's face.
"Ah!" The sharp child voice that couldn't hold back the excitement ripped through the sky.
Wang Ai straightened his arms backwards, raised his head, and ran to the side of the field. All the spectators along the way stood up and applauded, one by one with red faces and sullen expressions, and the rumbling ones didn't know what they were shouting. Wang Ai didn't know that his elegant and non-mainstream shot just didn't choke the audience.
Even the calmest person is inspired by this frenzy.
The players were stunned for a moment, and running with Wang Ai's scream, they also yelled for Wang Ai.
This era has not yet formed the bad habit of pressing the goalkeeper to the ground to rub. Everyone rushes forward and pats his shoulders, his head, and so on, and even hugs very little. The Chinese are still shy this year.
Then, in the attention of the audience, Wang Ai was drowned in the human flesh forest, and he saw a circle of black hair and long legs, and Wang Ai was gone.
Wang Ai struggled in the crowd: "Don't pat my head ... Don't poke my ears ... Hmmm, aren't you three-level high, what do you mix in for?"
The referee whistled to separate the crowd, but he didn't finish the kick. When passing by Wang Ai, he bent down and raised his thumb hard: "Child, if I am the referee now, I have to pat you, it's so beautiful Well, then kick, you have a few more games, I hope you can have a more beautiful break! "
Wang Ai responded with a smile.
In the next game, Wang Ai did not attack the goal again. Although he did not see the anger in the eyes of the opponent players, there was already a gap in strength, and the third job wanted to mix a set of player equipment. However, Wang Ai still did not take risks. He knew very well that this beautiful break would greatly stimulate the morale of the players of the team, but it would also greatly hurt the confidence of the opponents. Individual grumpy players would not Reasonable decisions, such as ... deliberately hurting people.
How many court geniuses have come to an end because the opponent intentionally hurts. Wang Ai didn't want to end his career before he even started. Then there is no challenge or fun in the rest of life. Feed two grasses when the two horses are weak, then sit on the carriage and let them fly with them, and talk about selling their so-called success studies. Wang Ai self-evaluates. If that is the case, he will definitely do some crazy Things come to irritate.
Wang Ai spent the next energy on more accurate passing, especially the scheduling and direct passing of the opponent's defense line. Ma Dong was motivated by Wang Ai's desire to score, and even kicked the top, and scored another six at halftime. The third game called a high school played an 8: 1.
When leaving the court, Wang Hongli deliberately asked the Deputy Commissioner to request a schedule and did not accept the hospitality of local officials, and returned directly to Shenyang. He has to take a closer look at the game, and by the way share it with a few friends who are also free.
Zhang Yin and Li Tie followed the flow of people out of the game, at this time they were all unknown. Zhang Yin walked with a deep face, and Li Tie danced on the side. Suddenly, Zhang Yin asked quietly, "Xiao Tie, can you do that action?"
Li Tie stiffened his head, and blown the long hair in front of his mouth with a breath: "Dad, I kicked my back."
Zhang Yin shook his head: "Where is Dayu? I haven't seen him in the past two years."
Li Tie pondered for a moment: "If Dayu seriously trains, he can still make it."
Zhang Yin nodded, then shook his head: "It's late, this movement must have a foundation, especially the turn in the air. You can do it with both feet, but it's as easy as this child. It's difficult to be smart and accurate, but if you add this turn in the air and throw the ball to shoot ... Well, how can this be practiced, who taught it? Although it can be seen that this is a flash in the pan, it must have a technical basis. Otherwise ... this technique is too difficult. It is no longer possible for you to practice such an action now, and your body is too burdensome to bear. Even if you reluctantly practice it, you ca n’t take it out during the game and it has to be deformed, although This technique is not very practical, but it can change the result of the game once in a while. What is more terrifying is that the diversity of the child's attack in front of the door can be seen from this action. This is what makes the defender defenseless. "
Li Tie nodded solemnly.
Zhang led the door and sighed, looking up at the blue sky: "Aura of good aura is all over!"
That night, Tang Yaodong accompanied Wang Hongli to his home in Shenyang. After eating dinner in haste, the two turned on the video recorder and stuffed the video tape brought back from Liaoyang. Not meeting, Dalian Shunfa leader Marin came in and pushed in. Marin was China's main striker in the 1980s and has a similar status to Hao Haidong in the 1990s. He and Tang Yaodong are both teammates and friends. They are also Wang Hongli's disciples. In the two years since his coaching career, he has received a lot of advice from Wang Hongli.
Today, Marin went back to Shenyang to work, and when people in the compound said that Tang Yaodong was in the master's office, he came to make fun.
When I entered the house, I saw that both of them drank, and I was not polite. I said hello to the teacher Zhu Zhu, took the cup and poured the wine myself, drank the TV screen for a while while drinking, and said casually: "You two in this amateur game It was so lively. "
Wang Hongli and Tang Yaodong glanced at Marin strangely, and made Malin's hair all over. Marin scratched his chin and just wanted to say something, the two of them turned to watch the video again.
Marin didn't say a word, knowing that this video must have mystery. Sure enough, after the substitutions in the second half, the originally bland game suddenly produced waves.
Marin, who had just drank three or two, became increasingly keen and couldn't help but said, "It's a bit interesting! Hey, how did this pass come?"
Reporters with on-site shooting have limited experience. They basically chase the ball and run the camera. The ball transitions at the foot of Wang Ai, so the camera rarely stays here. At this moment Marin felt that the screen was too small to see clearly, and his body was involuntarily tilted to one side and pinched his neck.
It wasn't until the camera swept Wang Ai several times that Marin noticed the source of the change in the attacking rhythm of the pitch and pointed at the screen and touched Tang Yaodong with his elbow: "Yao Dong, where is this child? This looks like me."
Wang Hongli and Tang Yaodong did not snor, and gave Marin a stranger glance. Tang Yaodong also snorted.
Marin swung his head back and forth and swept across the faces of them: "What, what do you mean? Master, Yaodong, what's wrong with you?"
Wang Hongli's fascinated smile, Tang Yaodong coughed, "Look slowly."
Not a meeting, it was the scene where Wang Ai's legs caught the ball to escape the skid shovel, the air gliding turned and threw the ball to break the goal. Wang Hongli deliberately pressed the pause with the remote control, fell back, and slowed down, so three times.
The cigarette was hot, and Marin was excited, pointing at the screen: "Is this fake? Can anyone make such an action?"
Turn around and scream in the room: "Director Zhu, instructor Zhu, sir, come quickly."
Liaoning table tennis meritorious female coach Zhu Zhu came over, "What are you doing, yelling, it's not qualitative how old it is."
Marin grinned, "Madam, you know a lot, you look at this player action."
Instructor Zhu fixed his eyes again and nodded, "This child's physical flexibility is strong enough, this kind of action is not difficult, especially the situation on the football field is changing, it is even harder to do it subconsciously. I think, The children of the gymnastics team and diving team should be relatively easy to do this action, but it is difficult to say that it is subconscious and can successfully break the door. And you see, this action is very ornamental, it is easy to do, and it is not embarrassing You can see that he landed on the ground very stably, which shows that he lifted this movement lightly. Although the whole movement is not high, his limbs are stretched and he is very elegant. "
"Oh pony, you are also the person who will be the coach in the future. Xiaotang and I have analyzed for an afternoon. Now I will tell you that the greatest value of this child is not a personal goal, but a tactical value in the team." Wang Hongli Beckon.
The three apprentices drank wine, ate vegetables, and watched the video while analyzing and communicating carefully. By ten o'clock in the evening, all three had been smoked. Marin stood up and looked up at Xuanyue, which had been tilted westward, and remained silent for a while.
Turning his heads to the two said, "This child's role in the frontcourt is irreplaceable. The tactical value is too great. There is no such person in the national team when we play. We should barely say that Wang Huiliang is almost the same, but Wang Huiliang did not give The team brought this kind of earth-shaking change. The first half and the second half were just two teams. Unfortunately, this child is too young. If he is five or six years old, I have to ask Qi to advise him to join the national team. If nothing else, just After playing in the second half so suddenly, no one can meet such dumbfounded eyes, and no one can adapt to such drastic changes. The whole team is as sharp as a sword against a sky.
Tang Yaodong listened quietly, nodded and shook his head, leaning his head on the sofa and sighing: "I have been in Japan for three years and I have heard many stories about Japanese weaponry. I do n’t think this change is like The simple sharpness also brings some unpredictable means to the opponent. I imagined today that if I was his opponent or the opponent's coach at the time, I would surely notice that as soon as he played, he brought something inexplicable. , A strange temperament, elusive but full of danger. You can feel his threat to you, but you don't know where he threatens you, this is too fierce! The sword is sharp again, I can take a shield and wear Armor, but if there is a cursed demon sword all over his body ... hiss! "
Tang Yaodong was fighting the cold war.
Wang Hongli threw the last peanut rice into his mouth, suffocated the residual wine in the glass, and waved his hand: "This is the first today, I will go again in three days. You can go if you don't understand. See, it's only good for us, not bad. "