Reborn on top of football

The referee, who was close at hand, decisively raised the red card before the situation became chaotic, and waved Brent away like a fly with slightly disgusted eyes!

Seeing the referee's clear punishment, the Chinese team's impulse to kill disappeared, and they surrounded Wang Ai in a swarm.

"Little Wang!" Li Tie knelt beside Wang Ai, lying down and rolling Wang Ai's eyelids.

A group of team doctors rushed into the crowd led by Milu, whose hair was flying around and his beard and beard. This is the most outstanding player he has encountered in half his coaching life, and he is also his most beloved disciple.The magical coach has been promoted to "Magic Master and Apprentice"!

Before the team doctor could make a diagnosis, Wang Ai coughed and opened his eyes.

"Scatter, scatter!" The team doctor waved the team members away: "Let him take a breath!"

"What's wrong with me?"

Wang Ai asked, he didn't know what happened at all, he didn't even feel the darkness in front of his eyes, he still remembered that he was just about to take a shot, and then he opened his eyes to see the blue sky and white clouds.

The teammates hurriedly talked about it.

"Is it a free kick?" Wang Ai sat up, crossed his legs and smiled.

"Yes, yes, it's up to you!" The teammates responded enthusiastically.

The referee Oscar in the crowd was also watching, asking if Milu of the Chinese team needed to be substituted?

Milu looked at the team doctor, who nodded with difficulty to indicate that he could stay on the field. He wanted to say that a substitution was necessary, but how could he say it in this situation?Because he just clearly saw that Wang Ai, who was sitting up and smiling, had no focus in his eyes!

Oscar nodded after getting a definite answer. He also hoped to see more performances by this Chinese teenager.Before the start of the game, he had already received instructions from FIFA. As Asia, which is weak in football, is also an Asia with football fanaticism and rapid economic development, the emergence of such a talented player is very important for the promotion of football!Therefore, FIFA's instruction to Oscar is: within the scope of the rules, try to give this boy more room for performance!

Oscar awarded the Chinese team a direct free kick at the front of the penalty area!

The Turks were mourning, and the Chinese were cheering.

Wang Ai stood up with Zhao Junzhe's support, and couldn't help but groaned.

The referee blew his whistle, indicating that Wang Ai could start.

When the field became quiet, Wang Ai stood five or six meters behind the football with his eyes wide open.

The referee looked at the Chinese boy suspiciously, why didn't he kick it?

Liu Jianhong on the commentary bench clenched his fists nervously. In his field of vision, under the urging of the referee waving his hand, Wang Ai faced the football and ran up, as if he was going to hit the goal directly like the previous goal.However, under the eyes of everyone and witnessed by many fans all over the world, Wang Ai went astray!

It's so crooked!He even kicked on the turf at the end of his kick!

This, is this a fake move?

Then, in the confusion of everyone, Wang Ai staggered and fell into Li Tie's arms.

The referee was stunned for a moment, and immediately ran forward, observed carefully, and turned his head to the coach of the Chinese team to make a gesture of injury and substitution!

"What'supWhat'sup" Ma Mingyu in normal clothes ran close to the referee.

Oscar pointed to his head: "ouldn'tholdon."

"How could he not persevere!" Ma Mingyu shouted excitedly, grabbing Oscar's collar.

Yes, how could it be impossible to hold on at this time?The Chinese team is short of this goal. As long as Wang Ai stands up and scores again, the Chinese team will qualify for the group stage.But if he can't hold on, who can guarantee that he can score the ball?It's just a few minutes away, it's heaven and hell, how can you not hold on?

Unexpectedly, Oscar was even more excited than Ma Mingyu. He pushed away Ma Mingyu's hands, grabbed Ma Mingyu's neck and shouted: "He's only 14 years old! You can'tuse him like that! You can't! He, here! Head, his head has been injured! Do you want to diea young genius in my lawenforcement competition Bastard!"

The team doctor who rushed to the field again shook his head resolutely at Milu this time. Wang Ai, who was carried to the sidelines, suddenly turned over and got off the stretcher, saying nothing to leave, even though he was very dizzy.Ma Mingyu had no choice but to sit on the bench with Wang Ai in his arms.

At the Chinese commentary seat, Liu Jianhong couldn't restrain his trembling voice and asked Zhang Lu: "Director Zhang, look..."

Zhang Lu's face was as dark as the night before the storm: "I judge, it should be a concussion! Look at Xiao Liu, he is on the sidelines, and now, he is retching! I'm sure, it must be a concussion! He really can't hold on No, this kind of injury can't be relieved in a few days. I also suffered this kind of injury once when I was playing football, and I was dizzy and dizzy."

Speaking of this, Zhang Lu breathed a sigh of relief: "The referee's decision is correct. This situation cannot be ignored with a firm will. Just now Xiao Wang was strong enough, stood up straight, and took the free kick. but……"

Speaking of this, Zhang Lu suddenly felt his nose sore, tears flowed down uncontrollably, and hurriedly wiped away the tears: "But, he can't kick anymore, didn't you see, he can't control himself yet? I... Huh, Jianhong! Let me calm down for a while."

Although the referee Oscar yelled at Ma Mingyu back, the game still had to go on. After thinking for a long time, he still felt that this situation was not a free throw violation, but a sequela of a recent injury. Therefore, he consolingly allowed the Chinese team to continue making free throws. The fierce protests of the Turks were ignored.

Standing behind the football, Li Xiaopeng, Wu Chengying, Shao Jiayi and others discussed nervously, and finally decided that Li Xiaopeng, who has the best accuracy, will be in charge.

The taciturn Li Xiaopeng withstood the pressure, and this free kick was of a very high level, not only accurate but also fast.

But it is a pity that the Turkish goalkeeper Rustu made a precise judgment and hit the football out of the baseline with both fists.

Wang Ai, who was hugged by Ma Mingyu, bit his lip and trembled uncontrollably. He couldn't see the changes on the court clearly, but he could see the distraught expressions of his teammates, and he could hear their broken hearts. You can hear the tick-tock of tears falling from fans across the country.

Added 4 minutes!The Chinese team launched a dying counterattack, Jiang Jin became a central defender, Xu Yunlong and Wu Chengying became wingers, Zhao Junzhe, Li Tie, Li Xiaopeng, Li Weifeng, Dewey, etc. were all crowded in the opponent's penalty area. Yang Chen and Qu Bo ran frantically, looking for every opportunity to attack the goal. Turkey's half-court was full of smoke and dust, and the sound of killing was loud.

The Chinese team no longer has any organization, and what is left is the spontaneous courage of the players. Their strongest player, best friend, and greatest confidence have been destroyed, and all that remains is the grief and indignation of dying together with you!

Time flew by like water. The referee Oscar frequently looked at his watch. Finally, after Yang Chen failed again, he looked apologetically at the Chinese bench, shook his head slightly, and blew the whistle for the end of the game.