I am Chuqiu Wang

Chapter 18 The Dialectical Relationship Between Hair and Strength
Of course Wang Hao knew. Before the World Cup in 06, the phone scandal broke out, and there were overwhelming reports. Most of the media and fans in the world thought that Italian football was finished. They performed well in the group stage, but the media was still pessimistic. The thrilling victory over Australia in the first final confirmed the media's statement.

Even in the face of Ukraine, many people thought that Italy would charter a flight home immediately. However, the score of 3:0 gave many people a resounding slap in the face. The 2:0 host Germany in the semi-finals was regarded as the final madness. No one I believe they can beat the mighty French team.

However, the seemingly "weak" Italian team can never be viewed with common sense, just like England's "strong".

In the final, Zidane was only one of the co-stars, and Grosso was also a soy sauce brother. Many World Cup fans who had never even watched the league finally remembered a name after this game: Marco Materazzi.

Points were given at the start, equalized in stoppage time, and Zidane was defeated in overtime. The performances of all the players in the World Cup combined did not have the limelight of Materazzi. He made Italy and himself.

When watching this game, Wang Hao was stunned. Materazzi’s performance made him not know what to say. At that time, he thought that Materazzi’s methods were too dirty, and he would watch the replay of the final after years of wandering. , I feel that Materazzi's psychological quality is really good. Most of the players sent to the World Cup final will play abnormally in the next game, but he can maintain his stability until the final equalizer and find a way to get rid of Zidane.

Wang Ji asked himself that if he could be Materazzi, he would not hesitate. In the face of national honor, personal honor and disgrace are nothing. If he can help the national team win the World Cup, he will not hesitate to do dirty things. It is maturity.

Wang Jianjun didn't hear Wang Ji's answer for a long time, so Wang Jianjun asked impatiently, "Are you still listening?"

"Ah, here I am."

Wang Wei replied that he mainly didn't know how to answer his father's question, so what did he know or not.

The reason why Wang Jianjun made this call was mainly because he chatted with Pierre when he was in France.Wang Jianjun doesn't know how to play football, but he thinks that his level of watching football is not bad, even if he is a Chinese Super League coach, he is more than enough, but within a few days, he was perfectly beaten by reality, which is so sour.

Seeing that Wang Huo couldn't tell the reason for a long time, Wang Jianjun asked tentatively, "Is it foolish?"

"Yes, it's a trick."

Wang Huo was perfunctory.

Hearing that it was a fake, Wang Jianjun on the other side of the phone breathed a sigh of relief: "I knew it was a fake, that's fine, nothing else, your mother is not at home, I won't tell you, international long distance is quite expensive. "

Before Wang Hao could speak, a "beep" sound came from the microphone.

"This old king is really...what's the matter."

Wang Hao looked at the phone speechless for a while, reluctant to bear the phone bill, and even made a call because of such a trivial matter.

He knows his old Wang too well. If he didn't talk about Meng just now, it is estimated that Lao Wang will not be able to sleep well for half a month. When he returns to the country next time, Lao Wang will be able to hide in his hometown.In front of him, Lao Wang only had such a little pride left, if his vision was not as good as his own, why would he preach in front of him.

It is said that the old child is not old yet, and he has a childish temper. I am the underage one, and I have to coax the old Wang, a living treasure. I glanced at the time, and it was already nine o'clock. After a simple wash, Wang went to bed.

That night he had a dream, dreaming that he exchanged souls with Old Wang...

The World Cup final was very exciting, but it didn't cause any disturbance in Wang He's life. No matter how good-looking someone else's game was, it belonged to someone else. He still spent the days after that in continuous training.

In the past two months, his body has only grown a little bit. Even if he practiced his footwork every day, his shooting and skills have not improved. His skills are relatively high, and the difficulty of improving is understandable, but his shooting is only 10 out of 3 points. He really can't figure out that promotion is as difficult as giving birth to a child, so he can only comfort himself that it might be better to wait for more games.

A few days after the final, the teammates of the youth team returned to the club one after another. When they saw Wang Xie, everyone looked like he had seen hell.

"Didn't you say you'd never cut your hair?"

Pjanic is more familiar with Wang Hao, and he wanted to touch his head as soon as he came back. The other teammates looked at Pjanic worriedly.

At the beginning, when Wang Huo first arrived in Metz and fought with his teammates, it was because someone grabbed his hair. That Shamat hairstyle was his treasure, and no one could touch it. Feel free to touch.

Wang Hao didn't react much, just opened Pjanic's hand. He didn't like others touching his head since he was a child, but he didn't get angry with his friends because of this.

Koulibaly was also curious: "Tsu, you not only cut your hair, but also dyed it?"

"It's not that I dyed my hair, it's that my hair was originally black."

Wang Hao explained.

His hair was straight dark purple before, and it was the most popular hair color in China after the new millennium, because this color is not invisible in the sun. At this time, the country is still relatively conservative. Daughters-in-law usually dye dark purple, and those who are particularly rebellious are dyed gold, which can be seen at a glance.

At that time, Wang Wei thought it was cool to dye his hair. As soon as Zhang Chiming said that he wanted to dye his hair, he immediately joined in the fun. Not only did he dye the color, he also had an ion perm under the persuasion of "Tony" teacher. When he returned home, his mother almost Break his legs.

Seeing the expressions of his teammates now, he felt more and more that it was the right decision to cut off the urban-rural fringe hairstyle, or it would become a black history sooner or later. Wang Hao made up his mind to bring all the group photos in their hands later, All must be destroyed.

During training, teammates often look at him, and Wang Huo, who has received the most attention all year round, is not used to it.

At the age of 15 or 6, he is willing to pay attention to these things. Anyone who buys a new pair of shoes can discuss it for several days. He can only endure it and wait for the heat to pass.

Although others are curious, they don't go too far. Pjanic is different. On the way back to the dormitory, he looked around Wang Hao, as if he was looking at a new species in the zoo. He almost took pictures with his mobile phone. Wang Ji was very upset.

Seeing Pjanic's flowing mid-length hair, Wang Hao had some calculations in his mind.

"Mira!"

Wang Huo hooked his hands, moved to Pjanic's side and hugged his neck, turned his head carefully to see if his teammates were not nearby, and then said, "Do you want to know why I cut my hair?"

Pjanic's head clicked as fast as a chicken eating rice, and his curiosity was about to explode.

"Because the length of hair will affect the speed of running."

Wang Hao said seriously.

"It's fake, look at me, my brain is full of wisdom, if you don't want to say it, don't say it."

Pjanic pointed to his head with a look of seeing through everything.

"If you don't believe me, this is the latest research in the United States."

Wang Hao, who knew Pjanic's character well, immediately kept silent. As for why he said the United States, the impression that the United States is scientifically advanced has been deeply rooted in Europe, saying that the United States can achieve the best results.

The more he behaved like this, the more Pjanic felt that it might be the case. He pestered Wang Xie to ask what happened all the way, but Wang Xie just kept silent.

After returning to the dormitory, Wang Chu pretended to be impatient, and handed Pjanic a magazine: "It's all on it, you can read it yourself."

Pjanic held a magazine full of Chinese and pretended to nod and shake his head for a while. The cover of the magazine was white with a red frame, and there were three large white italic characters on it: The story will...

(End of this chapter)