From the 20th minute of the second half, Spain equalized the score, and until the 25th minute, the Spanish team made various big moves one after another. It was obvious that they planned to kill the Chinese team in one wave. However, under the leadership of Wang Ai and Chen Tao, the Chinese team is not hurried and comfortable, especially these two cores, they seem to have played a "running monkey" in the midfield, relying on their footwork, body and tacit understanding... Even Harvey is in a hurry.

After Wang Ai was brought down by Harvey for the second time, the referee gave Harvey a harsher verbal warning. If it weren't for his intention to hurt others, it would be a yellow card.

Watching the referee scold Harvey, Wang Ai sat on the ground rubbing his legs and looked at Lao Bai outside the crowd abruptly. Old Baixin turned her head back with a sense, blinked her small eyes, and then slipped away faintly.

In the face of the "not enterprising" Chinese team, the Spanish team was as helpless as Harvey faced Wang Ai. It happened to have attacked most of the second half and it was time to take a break.

Wang Ai was pulled up by Zhou Haibin and moved for a while. After standing in the football, Chen Tao wiped the sweat from his face and was not far beside him. This position was in the middle of the Chinese team's center circle and the half arc of the penalty area.

The world's most feared defender Wang Ai is his direct free kick, he kicks this thing as a penalty kick, a little bit of defensive rules, that is, the death penalty will be executed immediately. So after the whole game, the Spanish team did not give the Chinese team a free kick. Of course, this is also related to the Chinese team's less offensive force.

And in this position is much better. Across most of the stadium, although Wang Ai really wants to play like Carlos and enough for the goalkeeper to drink a pot, the reaction time is long enough after all. Besides, there is no fixed wall in front of him. There are a lot of people in the midfielder and defender, and it is difficult for Wang Ai to find the angle to aim directly at the goal.

The referee came over and asked about Wang Ai's injury. Wang Ai nodded and said it was okay. The referee blew the whistle. Wang Ai took a few steps slowly, and then suddenly accelerated his big foot. The football banged from Harvey's side. Passing not far away, he hung directly behind Ramos in the midfield, a dozen meters away!

Lao Bai is there!

Now Lao Bai's physical fitness is not as good as that of the past. Besides, he couldn't do the long-distance raid that he kept passing people back then. His footwork was not that good. But the old guy has a lot of experience and a steady state of mind. He can hold and handle the ball reliably at critical moments. Just like this, Wang Ai gave him a small look, and he knew that Wang Ai wanted him to move forward. Knowing that he couldn't hold himself deep into the middle of the defense, he slipped to the side and grabbed a comfortable ball-holding position in the front corner before Ramos' assist was completely returned.

At this time, neither the enemy nor us reacted much. Wang Ai didn't dare to tell too many teammates just now, because an old white sneaked up and it was okay, but there were too many people, how could the Spanish team react, but the reaction could not be subconsciously. Would also destroy this attack.

So after Lao Bai got the ball, both sides started one step behind at the same time.

Except for Wang Ai, is he a conspiracy planner?

When Harvey looked back at the ball, Wang Ai ran over with a whistle. Harvey chased him if he didn't know it well, but his speed was much worse than Wang Ai.

After catching the ball near the sideline, Lao Bai saw that there were few people around, so he drove the ball and rushed to the penalty area. Ramos was chasing, Alonso also intercepted at the bottom, Puyol left Pique to guard the back and approached. Wang Ai rushed over to prevent him and Lao Bai from forming a joint force. Busquets is entangled with Dong Fangzhuo on the left, temporarily unable to tell the outcome.

Lao Bai saw that he was rushing too deep, and Wang Ai, the fastest in the center, had not reached the top of the penalty area, and he could not cover it anyway. Ramos' footsteps were already approaching, and Alonso's figure was about to be in place. Casillas in the distance has also moved to the near post.

He couldn't pass, he couldn't shoot, and he couldn't penetrate with the ball personally. But Zhao Xuri, who was behind him, had to pass back and wasted this opportunity. So he twisted his body and gave it a 45-degree diagonal pass and sent it to the middle of the road. Wang Ai, who came over, made a high ball.

The fans and guests are dumbfounded. Is it not good for you to behave properly? If you give a high ball, Wang Ai has to fight for the top and deal with the landing. Isn't this a waste of time?

But Lao Bai gave such a thing, everyone can only hold back the desire to complain and see how Wang Ai will deal with it next.

Wang Ai was also a little surprised, but the quality of the ball was good, which allowed Wang Ai to not slow down and overlap with the ball. Wang Ai was watching the ball while running, and after seeing that Lao Bai finished his kick, taking advantage of Alonso's moments, he was speeding up to Pique.

Looking at the approaching Puyol, whose hair can only be 1.78 meters, Wang Ai understood, so he accelerated under his feet and jumped up before Puyol interfered with him.

His jump shocked the guests' hearts. The posture he jumped up was too weird. It was not a collision-proof sideways to close his shoulders and straight up, nor was he inclined upward with the help of the momentum, but the body was in the air with the aid of the momentum. Stretch out in parallel, like swimming and flying, using the power of the whole body to input to the head and touch the ball.

In other words, this is a super high diving to the top, of course it is also super far.

The ball went out, Puyol's thick shoulders arrived, and he directly rolled Wang Ai, who was still playing Superman, from the air to the ground. Wang Ai turned on the ground for the first time, propped up his upper body and looked forward. His ball fell exactly behind Pique, on the line where Lao Bai was slanted.

Due to the great strength of Lao Bai’s return pass, Wang Ai did not delay and responded with the biggest leap, so the ball was so fast that Cassie didn’t even have time to attack, so he stretched out his arms on the spot. Before Ke turned around and chased in place, he volleyed with his left foot directly in the air!

His volley is of course not as imaginative and elegant as Wang Ai, but it is also full of the experience, strength and beauty of a veteran who has accumulated more than ten years of career.

His movements are as bright and dazzling as his big bald head. With full force, he followed with a muffled noise, his body rotated a half circle and then leaned against Pique’s chest, seeing that Cassie’s flying body did not touch Football, and the football hit the net smoothly.

With the explosion of applause, Lao Baigang smiled and ran out for two steps and suddenly stopped, frowning and lowering his head, curling up his fingers one by one, until only one little finger was left, he raised his head and revealed a smiling face, and shouted clearly. A "fuck"!

Wang Ai ran up and pressed Lao Bai's head: "What are you beautiful?"

Lao Bai turned his head and opened his little eyes vigorously: "I have made four of them. I am the World Cup bronze boot! Me, Xiao Bai!"

"Do you still think about this?"

"Why don't I? I am going to retire!"