Chapter 107 Huang Zhong Da Lu
When Feng Qiyuan shoveled out, he really had a gambling mentality, betting that he could shovel the football out of the sideline before Brother Wang.
Why bet?
Because he did not have the confidence to prevent Brother Wang from breaking through this time.
In terms of speed before tackling, he was tied with Brother Wang...
But Brother Wang is thirty-eight years old!
The twenty-six-year-old him and the thirty-eight-year-old Brother Wang can run equally well. Is he still confident that he can prevent Brother Wang from breaking through this time?
This fear almost made him lose his cool head and he could only gamble.
Of course, his bet failed.
Sliding out of the court, he turned around and looked at Brother Wang's back as he staggered to catch up with the ball. He couldn't help but think of the last time the two sides played against each other.
At that time, he saw the back of Brother Wang, but he quickly let Brother Wang see his back...
Now, in less than half a year, the roles of both parties have been completely reversed.
Feng Qiyuan, who slid out of the field, only stopped when he hit the billboard on the side of the field. At the same time, Wang Lie on the field had already picked the football over the attacking goalkeeper Bennet.
Feng Qiyuan leaned against the billboard and watched the football fly into the goal. The Witton Hill fans in the stands behind him fell silent for a moment, not even saying a curse word.
Like Feng Qiyuan, they stared at the field in silence.
After scoring the goal, Wang Lie's celebration was as elegant as his previous shot. He did not rush to celebrate, but stood on the spot, turned around with his arms spread out, and waited for his teammates to come from the backcourt to celebrate with him.
He didn't wait long. Tyne's players quickly pounced on him, surrounded him, hugged him and high-fived him in celebration.
He was quickly overwhelmed.
Feng Qiyuan got up from the ground at this time. Looking at the scene in the field, he stood there with his hands on his hips.
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"Great King! It was right to keep him on the court!" McNeil said through gritted teeth as he hugged and celebrated with assistant coach Varro.
When they decided to make substitutions at the 70-minute mark, they discussed whether to replace Wang Lie and keep Vitini and Dean, or to replace Vitini and Dean and keep Wang Lie.
Finally decided to keep Wang Lie.
Although they are also worried about Wang Lie's physical fitness, after all, he is so old and still plays continuously and starts every game.
In addition, in the first half, in order to get rid of Feng Qiyuan's personal marking, the range of movement was very large, and the running distance was far beyond the normal game, and the physical energy consumption would be faster and greater.
However, McNeil always feels that only leading by one goal is not safe. If Wang Lie is replaced and only Vitini and Dean are relied on, it may not be enough to deter Wilton Hill. They will press hard in case they lose a goal at the last moment. The ball, the three points obtained becomes one point, which will be a fatal blow to the team's Champions League dream.
It will also create a rift between Wang Lie and himself - this is the last thing he can allow.
Now this ball has made him solidify his idea: when the game is anxious, unless Wang Lie takes the initiative to apply, he will never be replaced in advance!
Varro asked in confusion: "So what happened to Wang in the first half of the season? Can trust and respect really bring out the potential in Wang's body?"
Mike Neil smiled and shook his head: "I don't know, never mind him! We have to thank Heldon! No matter what the reason is, he gave us the best king!"
At this moment, he saw the Tyne players celebrating on the field turning and walking back one after another. Wang Lie, who was originally crowded in the middle, was revealed, and then made a substitution gesture to him on the sidelines!
McNeil was stunned for a moment, and then his heart jumped:
Is Wang injured?
But he quickly suppressed his inner worries and arranged the substitutions first, without getting into trouble or panicking.
He asked Peter Olivier, who had returned from injury, to replace Wang Lie.
Olivier's scoring ability is far behind Wang Lie, but he can help the team very well in defense. He has the body and header. In addition, he can also use his body and skills to control the ball in front and delay the ball. time.
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He Zhenyong and Cai Bokang in front of the TV had the same worries. When they saw Wang Lie taking the initiative to apply for substitution, they looked at each other, and their faces were full of surprises. I saw the surprise.
“You didn’t strain it while sprinting just now, right?” Cai Bokang murmured.
“Bah, crow’s mouth!” He Zhenyong reflexively wanted to cover his mouth with his hand.
Cai Bokang also quickly spat: "Bah, bah, bah!"
But the worried expression on his face did not dissipate, but he still looked at the screen worriedly.
At this time, neither of them thought about the fact that Wang Lie's injury would end the core dispute between him and Chi Zhen and restore tranquility within the Chinese team.
No one now wants Wang Lie to withdraw from the competition due to injury...
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"Alie is injured?"
Wei Qin exclaimed.
Tang Xingmei did not answer immediately because she was observing carefully and could not make up her mind.
On the contrary, Tang Lingfeng, the father next to her, kept repeating: "It's impossible, impossible, it won't be... Judging from Ariel's expression, it's not very painful, he shouldn't be injured..."
" Don't worry, mom, I'll just call him and ask after the game is over." Tang Xingmei comforted her mother a little with these words.
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Feng Qiyuan was shocked when he saw Wang Lie taking the initiative to make a substitution gesture.
The first thing he thought of was that Brother Wang had strained a muscle in the sprint competition with him just now.
If this is true...that is the result he least wants to see.
He and Brother Wang are rivals, not enemies. Of course, he will not want Brother Wang to get hurt just because Brother Wang makes him embarrassed.
But soon he saw Wang Lie saying goodbye to his teammates and walking to the sideline first.
Judging from his walking posture and expression, there was no sign of any pain from injury.
He didn't walk fast, but his steps were steady.
With the intuition and experience of a professional player, Feng Qiyuan felt that Brother Wang should not be injured.
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Substitutions had to go through procedures. Wang Lie first walked to the sidelines to explain the situation to the head coach, because he saw that even the team doctor had taken action... If he didn't take the initiative to come over and explain, he might be on a stretcher next.
"What's going on, Wang? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" When Wang Lie walked to the sideline, McNeil, who had been waiting on the sideline for a long time, asked impatiently.
Wang Lie shook his head with a smile on his face: "No, boss, I'm not uncomfortable."
"Then you..." McNeil was even more surprised.
“I’m a little tired, boss, and I want to come down and rest.”
After saying that, he looked at McNeil, who had no reaction: "No?"
McNeil came back to his senses and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, of course."
Then He breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me to death, Wang! I thought you were injured!"
Wang Lie laughed loudly: "That's not true!"
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"Okay, I'm definitely not hurt." Cai Bokang let out a sigh of relief when he saw Wang Lie smiling happily.
He Zhenyong also had a relaxed smile on his face: "He must be tired, so he took the initiative to apply for a rest."
Cai Bokang was also in the mood to joke: "It's really impressive that he can take the initiative to apply for a rest. People feel more at ease. This at least proves that he is not a tireless robot... Recently, the things posted on the Internet are getting more and more outrageous. What about Wang Lie being blessed by the system? What about Wang Lie being the latest intelligent simulation robot? And what about Wang Lie being Alien abducted and changed the body..."
"Ha! Don't tell me, Xiao Cai, I've also read the analysis by netizens, it's really like that, I even believe it. It’s..."
He Zhenyong and Cai Bokang are no longer paying attention to the live broadcast of the game.
Regardless of the final outcome of this game, the two Chinese players Wang Lie and Feng Qiyuan performed very well. As coaches of the Chinese national team, they are very satisfied with the result.
When you feel relaxed, you can naturally chat casually.
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"I feel like there is no need to call..." Tang Xingmei smiled at her mother, "If Ariel can still smile so happily, it means that he must not have Injured!"
Wei Qin also breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest: "It's good that it's not hurt, it's good that it's not hurt."
Tang Lingfeng repeated next to him: "I just said it, how can he be injured so easily? He has only been injured a few times in his career..."
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"After the goal Wang Lie took the initiative to ask to be replaced, but he was not injured. He must have lost his strength. This is normal. Don't let it happen because you saw him running on the wing just now. When Feng Qiyuan scored a goal, he forgot his age. He is now a 38-year-old veteran, and he has made consecutive starts. He is the absolute main force of Tyne. With his age and body, he can endure this. It’s already amazing!”
Luo Jin explained to the worried Chinese fans in front of the TV to reassure them.
While Connor Cowley was lamenting, he also insulted Soford United and Helden:
"I have seen players who are 38, 39, or even 40 years old who are still playing in the top league, but none of them can compare with the current Wang. What Wang showed on the court is not only his physical appearance. With his veteran experience and awareness, as well as his excellent physical fitness, he is not at a disadvantage in the competition with a group of young people!
"Wang is already an absolute phenomenon in the Premier League today! Who would have thought that just four months ago, he was almost without a ball? ! I don’t know if Sof United will regret letting go of Wang now. If the points won by Wang for Tyne are placed on Heldon’s team, then let alone the Champions League qualification, the league championship is completely possible! ”
Tyne’s substitutions were very fast. Wang Lie didn’t even return to the court. He was standing on the sidelines.
After a while, Peter Olivier finished After going through all the preparations before the substitution, he high-fived him and ran onto the court.
Wang Lie walked to the bench and sat down directly - he had already been talking to the coach and teammates one by one while waiting on the sidelines. After the hug. After sitting down, he took the towel handed by his teammate and briefly wiped the sweat on his body, then put it on his neck, took off his sneakers, took off his shin guards and put them aside. br>
After doing this, Vitini next to him had handed him a bottle of water with the cap unscrewed.
After thanking Vitini, Wang Lie took it and took a sip before slumping back on the seat and looking at the game that was still going on with a pleasant smile on his face.
Only the obvious ups and downs of his chest proved how intense the game he had just played was.
After giving the team a two-goal lead, he can finally take a break.
Whether he can hold on to the two-goal advantage next is entirely up to his teammates.
He believed they could do it.
That’s why he took the initiative to apply for dismissal.
In the past, his fight would never have ended until the referee blew the final whistle.
Wang Lie, half lying on the chair, even crossed his legs, looking like he was camping on a lowland court.
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In fact, the game on the field is definitely not as relaxed and comfortable as Wang Lie showed.
Although we are already two goals behind, including injury time, there are still fifteen or six minutes left in the game.
It is certainly difficult to chase two goals in a row at this time, but considering that Tyne has lost its sharpest minions, Witton Hill will mobilize all the troops, press hard, and fight to the death. It doesn’t necessarily mean it can’t be done.
So after the game restarted, Witton Hill did launch the fiercest counterattack against Tyne's goal.
Feng Qiyuan, a central defender, was simply pushed to the forward position by head coach Lamanna and became a center.
Looking to use his height and header to create opportunities.
The final stage of the game was actually very intense and stalemate.
Especially in the first seven or eight minutes, Witton Hill almost besieged Tyne in the half.
But with a united defense, Tyne finally withstood.
After the game entered stoppage time, although there were still six minutes left, Witton Hill's offense weakened.
Because they also realized that even if they could score a goal in the last few minutes, it would not change the outcome of the game and they would still lose.
The fighting spirit of Witton Hill players was drained away.
The six minutes of injury time completely turned into garbage time.
When the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game, Wang Liecai stood up from his seat on the bench, raised his arms high and celebrated the victory with his teammates around him.
At the end of the game, the TV broadcast quickly cut to Tyne's bench. Wang Lie's upper body appeared in a close-up shot. Commentators from all over the world began to "praise" Wang Lie in unison.
“The game is over! 3:1! Tyne defeated Witton Hill away from home! Since publicly announcing its intention to qualify for the Champions League, Tyne has won two consecutive games! There are now seven games left In the game, they have 48 points, only one point away from fifth place in the league! They are indeed moving towards their goal step by step! "
"Wang scored twice and assisted once in this game, creating all three of the team's goals! This is also his third consecutive league goal! So far this season, he has scored a total of ten goals. Five goals, including 14 goals for Tyne and one goal for Soft United! Before, many people thought that he might not be able to achieve the achievement of scoring at least 20 goals for 17 consecutive seasons... But looking at it now, may still exist, and no Small - five goals is not an unattainable goal for him now!"
"The main contributor to Tyne's rebirth! The best player in this game! The road to victory continues! His second goal in this game is impressive! If he can maintain this state, qualifying for the Champions League is really not a pipe dream!”
"Keep going, King! Keep writing miracles! Today's football is so boring, we need you to make some waves! Leading a relegation team into the Champions League? It really makes you think about it. It’s exciting! If you can do it, it will be the greatest achievement in European football in the past five years! Second only to the ‘seven crowns’ you created at Soft United!”
In the close-up shot, Wang Lie and his teammates high-fived and hugged to celebrate the victory.
Then he walked onto the court, high-fiving, hugging and celebrating with the teammates he met along the way.
Finally he walked to Feng Qiyuan.
The latter was standing there in a daze with his hands on his hips, as if he had not yet gotten over the disappointment of losing the game.
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Feng Qiyuan was indeed in a daze, tasting the bitterness of failure alone.
So when Wang Lie walked up to him, he did not react immediately, but continued to remain in a daze.
It wasn't until Wang Lie patted his shoulder that he came back to his senses: "Brother Wang?"
Wang Lie smiled and nodded to him: "Although he didn't ban me again, but "It was a good game."
Feng Qiyuan couldn't tell for a moment whether Brother Wang was mocking him or praising him. He opened his mouth and looked at Brother Wang without saying anything.
When Wang Lie saw him like this, he waved his hand: "I'm serious, you played very well."
After confirming that Brother Wang was indeed praising him, Feng Qiyuan showed a relieved smile on his face: "Thank you "Brother Wang. But I can't compare with you at all. Your current state is...unbelievable! Especially your ball at the end..."
He shook his head and continued: "I feel like Brother Wang. You are not thirty-eight, you are twenty-eight!”
“It’s not that exaggerated…” Wang Lie waved his hand and smiled.
Actually, my body is thirty-four years old.
He added in his mind.
“Really, it’s not an exaggeration at all. I am quite confident in my speed, but this time, I was a little afraid of being thrown away by you, so I just put my foot down and shoveled... but I was still beaten. You gave it to me!" Feng Qiyuan sighed.
"Actually, if you didn't put the shovel and stayed close to me, I might not have had a chance to play the ball." Wang Lie felt that Feng Qiyuan's shovel was indeed inappropriate.
Feng Qiyuan shook his head repeatedly: "I was frightened by your speed and I didn't dare to bet. What if you speed up and take the ball away?"
Wang Lie laughed loudly: "Actually, I don’t have any energy anymore, I just relied on my last breath to hold on. If you put more pressure on me, I might lose the ball.”
Feng Qiyuan was stunned for a moment, not sure whether Brother Wang was being modest or telling the truth.
Wang Lie explained when he saw this: "It's true. Didn't you see that I didn't run to celebrate after scoring the goal?"
Feng Qiyuan was surprised: "Ah? Why didn't you celebrate? Because you're bored? I thought you were just trying to be cool..."
Wang Lie laughed and gave another proof: "I took the initiative to be dismissed just after celebrating."
< br>Feng Qiyuan’s eyes widened: “Brother Wang, are you really exhausted?”
"That's right. Actually, it wasn't possible originally, but you kept running with me in the first half, which still cost me a lot of energy." Wang Lie said.
So my performance in the first half wasn’t that stretchy?
After Feng Qiyuan heard what Brother Wang said, he thought so in his mind, and he felt a little better.
Then he heard Wang Lie say to him: "I actually have something to tell you, Xiao Feng."
"Ah? What is it?"
"You know? I have a dream, which is to win the World Cup."
Feng Qiyuan looked at Wang Lie blankly.
Of course he knows, who doesn’t know that.
When he was playing in the youth echelon when he was a child, he even wrote a diary with the dream of Brother Wang as the theme. In the diary, he said that his dream was the same as Brother Wang, which was to wear the Chinese team jersey. To win the World Cup, he will train hard and strive for this goal.
Of course, as he grew older, he knew that this goal was almost difficult to achieve for Chinese football. His childhood dream was actually more of a delusion and daydream of "the ignorant are fearless".
Now he doesn't know why Brother Wang suddenly brought up the old things again.
It is indeed an "old thing"...
Since the Saudi World Cup in 2034, he has not heard such rhetoric as "winning the World Cup".
He thought that from that time on, Brother Wang had given up on this dream.
After all, everyone is saying that the 2034 Saudi World Cup will be the last World Cup of Wang’s career. He has no chance to participate in the World Cup again and pursue his dream.
Therefore, even if Brother Wang does not retire, he will no longer regard winning the World Cup as his highest goal, because that is unrealistic.
Unexpectedly, Wang Lie’s next words made him unable to close his mouth.
“I have never given up on this dream. Next year’s World Cup is the last chance for me. In order to achieve this goal, I will try my best to make myself better, just like I am now.”< br>
Wang Lie pointed to himself and continued:
“But I can’t do it alone, so I hope that my teammates in the national team will You can work harder and make yourself stronger. Only when everyone becomes stronger can we achieve that goal together... Your performance in the club is actually very good, but I hope you become better. . However, I don’t seem to be in a position to require you to do this, so if you are not willing, then forget it, it’s okay, and you don’t have to feel any psychological burden.”
Wang Lie's tone was very relaxed when he said this, as if he was really talking about a trivial matter.
But Feng Qiyuan was extremely shocked in his heart!
Wang Lie continued: "...but if you also want to win the World Cup, you are willing to put in more effort, sweat and hard work to make yourself better. Then exchange jerseys with me , it’s like giving me a promise, let’s fight together.”
Wang Lie pulled up the breast of his jersey and looked at Feng Qiyuan with burning eyes.
Feng Qiyuan felt that his head was still buzzing, as if a big bell was being struck hard above his head.
The sound was not in his ears, but under his scalp, deep in his brain... reverberating in every inch of his nerves.
Like Huang Zhong Da Lu, it made his heart tremble.
(End of this chapter)