Chapter 30
Wang Po took the ball from the left and was unguarded. Behind him was an immovable midfielder, and in front was a left back who was squatting in a position.

Wang Po, who came off the bench, was full of energy. He rushed along the wing from his own half, and arrived near the opponent's penalty area unimpeded.

One-on-one with the left back of the Porto team, Wang Po has great confidence. By continuously pedaling the bicycle to confuse the opponent, a sudden acceleration of the ball, Porto's left back is stuck there like a wooden stake.

Seeing this, the left central defender of the Porto team quickly filled his position.

Wang Po dribbled the ball for a while, and under the change of rhythm, he poked the ball through the crotch with his toes, facing the goalkeeper of Porto, without the slightest softness, and scored from the far corner.

"Wonderful, is crazy!"

The commentator in front of the TV exclaimed, and he was not stingy about his admiration and appreciation for Wang Po's scoring performance here.

2 to 2, Benfica leads 4 to 2 on aggregate.

Wang Po, who came off the bench, also scored twice. Every goal is extremely precious and important to the Benfica team.

In this competition between two prides, it is clear at a glance who will win and who will lose, so there is no need to say more.

It is easy to add icing on the cake, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow.

One man fished Benfica off the brink.

With the away muffler, Wang Po alone made the entire Dragon Stadium completely quiet.

Once, the No. 80 of the Benfica team made the fans of the Dragon Stadium look forward to, boil and shout for it.

Now, no matter how good Wang Po's performance is, Porto fans will hate him.

Crash.

Silva's personal performance was perfect. However, Wang Po's appearance made him fall short. Once upon a time, they had seen the hope of reversing the promotion, but they were completely killed by the No. 80. The whole person sat on the court with straight eyes.

Porto's spirit was crushed by Wang Po's brace.

No more, no more miracles.

The short 3-minute stoppage time was fleeting, and the referee finally blew the final whistle.

Relying on the teenager Wang Po's brace, Benfica tenaciously drew 2-2 at home. The imposing Porto team eliminated their opponents with a total score of 4-2 and advanced to the quarter-finals of the Champions League.

Wang Po once again won the MVP of the game.

Even if you are alone, you will never walk alone on the journey.

In front of the tiny team of Benfica expedition fans, including coach Mano, players Gomez, Wang Po and others, they interacted with the fans hand in hand, carnivaled, and wantonly released their joy.

After the carnival, Wang Po walked into the player tunnel, where were the reporters who had been waiting for a long time. .

"Per, first of all, congratulations to the team for qualifying. Your performance is incredible. Is such an outstanding performance due to the stimulation of Silva's two goals?"

The female reporter from the sports newspaper was the first to ask questions, and behind her, there were many eager reporters.

Wang Po shrugged and said calmly, "There is nothing exciting or not exciting. As long as I play, I will go all out and do my best to help the team. Goals are just a matter of course. If you really want to talk about excitement, maybe the provocation of Silva scoring the second goal and celebrating in front of our bench will stimulate me to give this guy a fist (laughs)."

These words successfully made the reporters present laugh.

"Oh, by the way, don't forget our agreement, the best champagne has been prepared!"

After a pause, Wang Po added with a mysterious expression.

In the press conference after the game, Mano did not hesitate to praise his disciples.

"He is a perfect frontcourt player. It is hard for you to imagine that a midfielder can also act as a hot spot on the wing. It is unbelievable, really unbelievable. He reminds me of the elf-like Milan No. 80 player. In time, I firmly believe that he will win the Ballon d'Or. It is my honor to be his head coach. Ahem, ladies and gentlemen, you are witnessing the growth of a top player, wait and see!"

On the contrary, Porto coach Ola has a black face all the time.

"We were close to winning this game, but unfortunately, we still lost the game in the end. It can only be said that our luck was a little bit worse!"

The atmosphere of the press conference was extremely serious.

The result of the loss made everyone feel heavy, and some aggressive Porto and team reporters pointed the finger at coach Ola.

"Dear Mr. Aura, do you really think that the loss was due to luck? Throughout the whole game, although the Porto team played lively, they lacked good scoring opportunities. After Mano replaced Wang Po, they completely lost control of the ball."

Regarding the Porto reporter's question, Aura looked very angry, glared at the other party, and said righteously, "You have to be clear, we have scored two goals, and we are only one goal away from killing the game!"

"Dear Mr. Ola, I think you should understand that Porto's real offensive score is only the second goal. The first goal is more luck, isn't it?"

Porto and the team reporter retorted without showing any weakness.

Aura's face turned purple, she gave the reporter a hard look, got up and left the press conference indignantly.

The media on the second day reported such a national derby in the Champions League.

Losing the Champions League knockout round, and being eliminated by the league's arch-enemy, the pressure of public opinion came like a flood, and Aura's coaching position was precarious and precarious.

Although Porto's top management voiced support for coach Ola, it did not change his situation. The league championship became the last straw for Ola. If he cannot defend the title this season, it means that next season, Ola will not appear as the head coach of the Porto team.

A defeat pushed the otherwise good head coach Ola to the edge of a cliff.

Silva was also depressed. The media reported the provocative celebration that almost caused a huge conflict on the field. Combined with Wang Po's post-match interview, it became more and more obvious that he was a clown.

Not only that, but the trouble does not seem to be over. It is reported that the UEFA Disciplinary Committee has begun to prepare to investigate this incident. Once it is determined that there is provocation, it is estimated that there will be one to three suspensions and a fine of about 20 US dollars!

This time, the Porto team lost their wife and lost their troops.

On the contrary, with his brilliant performance in the two Champions League knockout games and his excellent performance in multiple positions in the frontcourt, Wang Po became the darling of the chased reports for a while!

The Portuguese Super League doubles shine in the Champions League!

The Benfica coach asserted that Wang Po will win the Golden Ball in the future.

For a while, all kinds of eye-catching headlines were hit on the front page headlines of the sports section, and he became a hot figure in the media.

Bringing up the old story again, Porto's sale of Wang Po has once again been pushed to the cusp of public opinion.

Porto's top executives were dubbed as jackasses by their own fans.

(End of this chapter)

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