Smiling Proudly

Chapter 72 Group Stage

Immediately afterwards, Yu Hai and the fans at the scene witnessed the most gorgeous performance they might have witnessed at the scene.

Wang Yi crushed the two midfielders of Uzbekistan with absolute speed, and then faced a central defender who was pressing on him, a Marseille roundabout, and passed the central defender gracefully.

Immediately afterwards, another central defender of Uzbekistan bowed hurriedly, trying to expand the defensive area. At this time, Uzbekistan's left back also retracted to help the central defender.

Wang Yi faced the siege of the two men.

He saw the gap between the two. At this time, relying on speed is not enough. If he pulls to the side, the shooting angle into the penalty area will not be so good, so he can only enter through that gap.

Wang Yi, who has played football in Spain for many years, will tell you what is the best way to surpass others in a small area. It is fried meatballs.

Thus, the ball danced miraculously between Wang Yi's feet, and then entered the penalty area.

"Fuck—"

He Wei was so excited that he swears, when has this kind of performance been seen on Chinese players.

"As long as you score this goal, Wang Yi will be the king." The commentary was a bit inexplicable, but at this time all the audience and fans were focused on Wang Yi.

Wang Yi looked at the goalkeeper.

The goalkeeper did not attack rashly.

"The desire to pass the goalkeeper in one breath is in vain."

Fortunately, Wang Yi is not Ronaldo. This kind of goalkeeper is not comfortable with stars, so Wang Yi kicked his left foot in an arc.

"Swish"

"The goal was scored, this perfect goal, and the series of dribbles before the goal, so that this goal can definitely be selected as the best goal of this Asian Cup."

After scoring the goal, Wang Yi was very excited.

Singled out against an entire line of defense, this kind of chic, this kind of handsome, Wang Yi has rarely tried before.

He excitedly rushed towards the red stand, and was hugged by his teammates on the way.

Wu Lei.

"I believe you are right."

The second one who ran over was Zhang Linpeng.

Yu Hai was stunned for a moment, running so fast.

Wang Yi and his teammates embraced one by one. At this time, the Uzbekistan defender was bowing his head in a sense of loss.

Wang Yi suddenly thought.

"It's just an equalizer, Brother Lei, let's overtake them and kill them."

"Fuck 'em—"

The Chinese team players who came to celebrate heard Wang Yi's words and shouted together.

At this moment, the Chinese team has come together.

If you want team harmony, the best way is to win.

In the following time, Wang Yi's Chinese team has been looking for opportunities to score goals.

Wang Yi was in a calm mood, but as time went by, some players in the Chinese team became a little anxious.

Still in the sea.

Yu Hai received Wang Yi's pass, ignored Wang Yi's reach for the ball, and forced a long-range anti-aircraft gun at a position 40 meters away from the goal.

Wang Yi glanced at Yu Hai.

After thinking about it, after all, he is older than himself.

So when passing the sea.

"Brother Hai, next time I ask for the ball, give it to me first. I'm sure of your position."

After speaking very arrogantly, he left.

After hearing this, Yu Hai was stunned for a moment, in his heart, what happened just now was nothing, but unexpectedly, Wang Yi came over and told him this.

But he didn't dare to get angry with Wang Yi on the court, he still has a little brain, otherwise he would be sprayed by the fans in a while.

The current Wang Yi in China is obviously the hope of all fans, that feeling.

Yu Hai thought about it unhappily.

So, after receiving a pass from Wu Lei, he passed the ball directly to Wang Yi regardless of Wu Lei's better running position in front of him.

As soon as Wang received the ball, he gave Yu Hai a strange look. Wu Lei was in such a good position in front of him, why didn't he pass the ball? Aren't they club teammates?bad relationship.

But Wang Yi didn't bother to care so much, so he took it forward.

However, when Wang Yi took the ball forward, he found that the Uzbekistan player did retreat and did not step forward to block it.

A particularly large gap was missed in vain.

Wang Yi thought, try a long shot.

Yu Hai was able to shoot anti-aircraft guns just now, so why can't I have a kick.

With this in mind, Wang Yi swung his left leg, lowered his instep, and slammed towards the lower part of the ball.

Yu Hai saw that Wang Yi wanted to kick him too, and thought in his heart, you kid can get in every time——

"Wang looks like he's about to shoot. This place is still a little far from the goal—"

"The goal was scored - the world wave, the absolute world wave, Wang Yi scored the overtake score."

The moment Wang Yi shot the ball, to be honest, he still had a little expectation in his heart. When he saw the ball scored, he was much happier than the first goal. After all, it was a gamble.

After scoring the goal, Wang subconsciously looked at Yu Hai, but he found that Yu Hai and him looked at each other and quickly turned his head away.

Wang Yi didn't care about this, this time he wanted to slide and kneel, and ran towards the stands to slide and kneel.

This time, no teammates hugged him halfway.

So he easily slid and knelt in front of the stands.

The closer the fans are to the stands, the sounds of various "Niu 13" can be heard.

Wang Yi happily put his hand next to his ear, as if listening.

The fans immediately shouted the name of "Wang Yi".

Wu Lei saw clearly behind him.

"He really looks like a superstar, with such skills, such a big heart, he deserves to be so successful, right, Hai."

Yu Hai really wanted to turn his head and leave, but he still had to go to celebrate, otherwise the media would definitely write him a note about the good things after the game, isn't it a discordant factor?

After Wang Yi scored a goal, he looked at the time next to the field.

87 minutes.

Perrin then replaced him.

Accept the applause of the fans.

Wang Yi seemed very calm and unhurried, walked off the stage slowly, applauding to the stands as he walked.

At this time, superstar demeanor.

"Have you ever seen such a Chinese player?"

Perrin looked at his teaching assistant.

As soon as Wang came off the stage, he gave Perrin a high-five to celebrate.

"Wang, do you still want to play in the next game?"

"Coach, didn't you agree that if I win the first two games, I will rest?" Wang Yi asked curiously.

"You have scored 3 goals, don't you want to win the Golden Boot?" Perrin asked back.

"I don't care about these. I still have to be responsible for Arsenal. Now that I have already confirmed my qualification, I will rest more in the last game, which can reduce the chance of injury, which is very good."

After listening to Wang Yi's words, Pei Lan only felt that this child, although he was a child, was extremely mature in some aspects.

Wang Yi was sitting on the bench right now, thinking only, who would be the next opponent?
If North Korea wins the third game, then it will be the first place, and then the opponent will be——

What to do with so many thoughts, this is the job of the coaching staff, I just need to prepare for the game with peace of mind.

Wang Yi decided not to think too much.

　The personalities of Chinese football players in this article are all fabricated by myself, and have nothing to do with the personalities of athletes in real life.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)