Reborn on top of football

The vast majority of the international players are young people in their twenties. They are just the age who love to play and play. It is customary to stay in the room and rest separately.In fact, this group of people did not practice yesterday, nor did they practice this morning. Their bodies are idle. It is not far from Guangdong to Kunming, so they are not tired at all.

It's just that no one dares to challenge the leader at ordinary times. Now that Wang Ai and Ma Mingyu are fighting each other, the international footballers in the room are having a lot of fun. Who wants to go back to the room and play games?

So, when Wang Ai and Ma Mingyu came to the training ground after a hasty meal, the international players stood around laughing and laughing, and when there were too many people, they would start to boo him: "Horse, get up!" Lost."

Wang Ai stepped on the ball with a smile: "Old Ma, I think you are not stable as the captain, and these guys are jealous. Speaking of which, your national team will give you a salary increase this time. Does your captain get a lot more?" ?”

"Fart!" Ma Mingyu curled his lips: "Like them, the older ones get more, and the older ones get less. The total is thousands and hundreds of thousands. It's just a meaning. Who can expect to enter the national team to make money? Ah? Come on, tell me, what do we compare? I'll let you order."

"Brother Ma, your position on the field, I remember it is left forward?"

"Ah, I know you still ask?"

"Tsk tsk!" Wang Ai clicked his mouth: "Speaking of which, we are quite destined. I was a junior in the country, and I played left midfielder in Germany."

"Hey, it's true if you say it. We are in the same position, so I have to see what level you are."

In fact, Wang Ai and the national team are quite familiar with each other. During the training camp at Hongta before the World Junior Championships last year, Wang Ai’s junior team played a serious game with the national team. The ball king Ai also arrived, and later in January this year, Wang Ai played at Hongta for another day.But this is the first time for a real contest, especially a one-on-one contest.

Ma Mingyu knew very well that a player of Wang Ai's age must not look at his past performance. He was just in puberty, and his goals rose almost every day, unlike adult players who did not change much. If you look at players with old eyes, you must be ashamed.

"Brother Ma, I heard that you are very good at long-range shots. Let's compare shots. How about it?"

Ma Mingyu nodded, and glanced at the sidelines. The three goalkeepers Jiangjin, An Qi, and Ou Chuliang were all there. After hesitating, he called An Qi, because Jiangjin is the main national team. No, Ou Chuliang himself was injured, but the young An Qi was in good condition.

An Qi stood in front of the goal. As the second goal of the country, she didn't dare to look at the two who were about to shoot. One was the captain of the national team, and the other was the meritorious service of the national junior team.So in front of the goal, he is doing warm-up exercises very seriously, besides, the good-looking and lively goalkeeper coach Xu Tao is watching him from the side.

"How do we kick?" the old horse said.

"Here!" Wang Ai stood still at a position more than 30 meters away from the goal: "Let's shoot from a long distance, let's go farther, 35 meters, I will pass the ball to you, and you will shoot as soon as you catch the ball. Enter more."

The old horse nodded, and An Qi over there was also ready.Wang Ai passed a horizontal pass to Lao Ma along the position 35 meters away from the goal.

There was a burst of applause from the sidelines, and An Qi shook her head angrily and stood up.

"It's my turn!" Wang Ai stood in his place and waited for the old horse to feed the ball.

After taking the ball from An Qi's hand, the old horse suddenly kicked towards Wang Ai on the left. The ball still had a slight arc, bent towards the goal and then circled back.Wang Ai became serious from the moment the old horse kicked, and quickly judged the ball path clearly. After two steps in the approach, he followed the counterclockwise rotation of the old Malay ball and volleyed with the outside of his left foot.

This time the football drew an exaggerated arc in mid-air. When the onlookers and even the goalkeeper An Qi thought the ball was hopeless, it suddenly circled back in front of the goal and scored on the right side of the goal until it hit the ball. Still spinning at high speed.

The international players applauded, and An Qi picked up the ball and kicked it to Wang Ai.

Wang Ai grinned at Ma Mingyu, and suddenly kicked the ball to Ma Mingyu.Ma Mingyu, who just tried to cheat, knew that this kid would definitely have revenge on him, so he was on guard.