Reborn on top of football

Today's host is Huang Jianxiang, so I hurriedly asked Zhang Lu to explain.Zhang Lu didn't care about any internal conflicts in the football world anymore. He pointed directly at the screen and said, "Jianxiang, Xiao Wang is 7 years old, and this year he is called San Guoqing. He is 3, and he is 14. He is much worse. Just look at it." That’s enough. Think again about what position Wang Ai played in the World Cup? What position did he play in the National Olympics, and what position does he play now?”

Huang Jianxiang nodded immediately: "In the national team and the Olympic team, Wang Ai played as a winger."

"Yes!" Zhang Lu nodded solemnly: "The physical confrontation on the wing is not close. Wang Ai can take advantage of his dribbling skills and avoid the disadvantage of his physical confrontation. This is also a correct choice. German clubs also play full-backs. But look at the present? What position does he play? Front midfielder? No! If the midfielder is in a parallel position, it can be called a front midfielder, and the diamond-shaped position is forward, It's actually not the attacking midfielder, but the third striker."

"You mean, the role of Li Jinyu, the front trident of Liaozu two years ago?"

"Yes!" Zhang Lu shook his head: "That's what I meant when I said that Xiao Wang is going to fight. With his height of just over 1.6 meters, it's too uncomfortable to stand in this position. The physical confrontation here is very fierce, Li Jinyu Although his physical confrontation ability is not very strong, he is at least an adult player."

"Why?" Huang Jianxiang asked subconsciously.

"Because" Zhang Lu shook his head: "Into the semi-finals, the national youth can still take a breath, lose to Saudi Arabia, ruin the future."

Huang Jianxiang immediately reacted, his eyes became darker, but he said in his mouth: "Oh, that's right, if you make it to the semi-finals, even if you lose another game, you still have a chance to enter the World Youth Championship. If you lose now, it's over."

Zhang Lu gave Huang Jianxiang a thumbs up under the table in the commentary booth, and the two tacitly skipped this topic.

Yang Hao grabbed the kick-off for the Chinese team, and Han Peng and Du Wenhui waited for the whistle to start in the middle circle.

Wang Ai secretly looked at the Saudi team and found that the opponent's mood was very relaxed. After all, they defeated the National Youth Team twice less than a month ago.So he turned his head and nodded slightly to Zhao Xuri, Yang Hao and the others.

The whistle is blowing!The game is on!

Han Peng pushed the ball to Du Wenhui and ran towards the opponent's half, and the Saudi team's formation also began to open.

The Chinese team is not in a hurry to attack, and the Saudi team does not seem to be in a hurry.Therefore, the football passed nsn in the backcourt of the Chinese team for a while, and slowly passed to the feet of Zhao Xuri near the middle circle. On the 13th, a decisive direct pass.

Since both of them ran suddenly laterally, the pass was not intercepted by the Saudi team, and it was passed from the middle circle to the top of the arc, where it was obtained by Wang Ai.

At this time, Saudi's midfielder hadn't marked Wang Ai closely, but Wang Ai turned around easily.It wasn't until he saw this face that the opposing player realized that it was not good, and hurried forward. As soon as he took a step, the football passed between his legs.

The Saudi central defender hurried forward to block, but because Wang Ai controlled the football just right, Wang Ai, who bypassed from the left side of the midfielder, got it first.Then the two sides confronted each other, and Wang Ai swam away from his right side like a fish, using a camera almost revolving around Marseilles, leaving him on the trail of chasing him.

These two times, the rabbit rose and the falcon fell, and the Saudi goalkeeper was dumbfounded!

Wang Ai made a gesture to push the far corner, but adjusted his ankle the moment he touched the ball, poked his toe, and rolled into the goal from the "foot" of the deceived Saudi goalkeeper who threw him across.

The Saudi defense, which only conceded two goals in the first three group matches, was smashed by Wang Ai in three seconds. Even when Wang Ai fished the ball from the goal and ran to the center circle, most of the Saudi team None of the players responded.

"it is good!"

Applause rang out inside and outside the camera.

While waiting for the kick-off, Huang Jianxiang chatted with Zhang Lu.

"Director Zhang, Xiao Wang scored such a beautiful goal, why didn't he celebrate, instead he rushed to kick off as if he was behind the score, why is that?"

Zhang Lu frowned, shook his head hesitantly, and said nothing.He was also not sure what Wang Ai was thinking. It was because the doctor who played football was too cunning and always deceived people. Although it was a late-night live broadcast, not many people watched it, but it was better to say that he did not understand than to say that he was wrong.