"Dong, do you want to surprise them here?" Klaus raised his eyebrows and whispered.
"Of course it's a surprise." Wang Xiaodong raised the corners of his mouth. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Then Dong, it's up to you!" Klaus nodded, made a gesture of invitation, and stepped aside.
In the stands, other fans couldn't help but speculate when they saw this scene.
"What is Dong doing?"
"Does he want to take a shot here?"
"Stop dreaming. Did he think he would be as lucky as last time?"
There was a lot of discussion in the stands, and even the coaches on the sidelines had question marks on their faces.
"What are Southampton doing? Are they so confident?" Sturrock looked angry. "What do they think football is? Is this a game played by children?"
Obviously, Wang Xiaodong standing naked in front of the ball aroused the home team's anger.
In their view, even if Carlos comes, they can't even think of scoring a free kick in this position.
Kevin Keegan on the other side also looked uncertain, "Jack, what do you think Dong wants to do?"
"Uh... this, this. If nothing else, Dong may want to shoot!" Jack struggled for a long time, he really couldn't think of any other answer.
When Keegan and Wang Xiaodong made the "agreement" before, he was standing by the goal and could clearly see Wang Xiaodong's footwork at close range.
Wang Xiaodong, who just missed 30 kicks, hit the dead center of the goal with a super banana kick.
If the ball was blocked by him, then Wang Xiaodong used the same method to hit the target in the blind spot three times in a row.
Seeing this result, Kevin Keegan really almost agreed to Wang Xiaodong starting.
But practice is practice, this is actual combat!
The penalty spot was at least 45 meters away from the fans. Not only was the penalty area in front of the goal full of players, but there was also a healthy goalkeeper standing on the goal line.
No matter how tricky the kick is, it will be difficult to score with one kick.
Could it be that Wang Xiaodong wanted to pass the ball?
So who should it be passed on to?
Jack scanned the Sheffield Wednesday penalty area and found that almost every Southampton player was stuck.
"Daniel, you know, Dong is going to cum again!"
Emma was sitting in the stands on the right side opposite Wang Xiaodong. Seeing Wang Xiaodong solemnly stand on the penalty spot, his two little feet stomped on the ground in excitement.
"Really, from such a long distance?" It's not that Daniel doesn't understand football, he has never seen a free kick from such a distance.
This little Harry Potter doesn't wear glasses outside of the show, but he is still Emma's best friend.
Anyone who has watched Harry Potter thinks that Hermione and Harry should be a couple. However, only the person involved knows that Hermione is not interested in the protagonist who always bullies Voldemort, both on and off the screen.
"Of course!" Emma was so excited that she adjusted her breathing. "In the last game, Dong scored a goal from such a distance. Oh no, last time it was further than this time. You don't know, then The ball literally hit me in the chest, and I’m still out of breath. God, I can’t wait to see Dongsej!”
Looking at the nymphomaniac companion beside him who was almost suffocating with excitement, Daniel shook his head.
He still didn't believe that Wang Xiaodong would score from so far away. This wasn't the Quidditch World Cup. How could Muggles know magic?
In the press box, Rebecca also straightened her back.
She stared at Wang Xiaodong intently, vowing to imprint Wang Xiaodong's every move in her head.
Although Wang Xiaodong and Emma filmed a commercial and there was a slight scandal these days, she came to the scene immediately after Wang Xiaodong's first game after his suspension.
Wang Xiaodong always treated her like a friend and never said the word "like". But Rebecca gradually realized that she seemed to be fascinated by the other party.
She had a hunch that if Wang Xiaodong really became a star, he would definitely be a big star in England. If she missed him, she would regret it for the rest of her life!
Hillsborough Stadium gradually became quiet, and a drop of cold sweat broke out on the head of Lucas, who was guarding the goal.
Wang Xiaodong is a person with a "criminal record".
Although last time he took advantage of the Wolves goalkeeper's advanced position, the well-timed shot undoubtedly demonstrated Wang Xiaodong's precise footwork.
If this kick allows him to score again, his reputation will rise, but his career may end here.
No team would use a goalkeeper whose opponent had scored a free kick from 40 meters away.
"Come on, kid, let me see what you are doing!" Lucas took a deep breath and raised his toes subconsciously, ready to take off at any time.
Seeing that both players were ready, Parker bit the whistle and blew hard.
"Beep!!!"
A whistle blew, and Wang Xiaodong, who was five or six meters back, started to run.
step...
Two steps...
Three steps...
No small adjustments, just full acceleration from the start.
Wang Xiaodong rushed to the ball and raised his right leg without hesitation, using the inertia of his lower leg to accelerate suddenly.
boom! ! !
There was an explosion at Hillsborough Stadium, and you could tell from the sound alone that the penalty taker used almost 100% of his strength.
Just when everyone was trying to catch the trajectory of the ball with their eyes, there was another muffled sound on the court in an instant.
BANG! ! !
The ball that had just disappeared soared into the sky, even flying directly to a height of seven or eight meters.
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"this..."
The two Sheffield Wednesday players who acted as the human wall subconsciously touched their whole bodies and found that there was no damage before swallowing a mouthful of saliva and secretly feeling lucky to have escaped.
But not far away, a short crewmember wearing a yellow T-shirt and black shorts fell to the ground like a bamboo pole.
Bang~~~
The splashes of grass clippings and dust made people instantly understand why the whistle was not sounded at this time.
Because the owner of the whistle can no longer hold the whistle in his mouth.
Klaus on the side looked dumbfounded.
Wang Xiaodong went from run-up to leg swing to kicking the ball without any call. When the ball accurately hit Parker's forehead, Krause was stunned.
But the next second, a scene that made Klaus even more frightened appeared.
"Winter, winter!!!"
After reacting, Klaus no longer cared about his own safety, rushed forward and hugged Wang Xiaodong's waist from behind.
When he was dragged forward three steps by Wang Xiaodong, another teammate Powell also arrived in time, and the two worked together to pull Wang Xiaodong to a stop.
"Dong, we can't do it again, we can't do it again!"
"Yes, Dong, he has been punished, you can't attack a fainted person again!"
Klaus and Powell even cried until they saw Wang Xiaodong rushing towards the ball that fell to the ground. They finally realized: This is not an accident. Wang Xiaodong did this on purpose! ! !
Ignoring the two pendants hanging on his body, Wang Xiaodong stretched out his hand and caught the ball that bounced off the ground.
But no one called him a handball foul at this time.
Everyone was stunned in place. Even the linesman on the side was dumbfounded and even forgot to call the referee on the microphone.
"What do you think of me?" Wang Xiaodong turned his head and smiled at the two pendants on his body.
"Well, I just saw that it was broken."
Klaus subconsciously took the ball handed over by Wang Xiaodong. The three pieces of cowhide on the outside had long been broken open, revealing the purple-gray air bag inside.
"Uh... uh... it's broken, it's broken." Powell awkwardly let go of Wang Xiaodong's hand and wiped away his tears.
Did you even kick the ball?
Is it Wang Xiaodong who has strong legs?
Or is Pike's head tough?
Klaus was speechless.
Looking at the scrapped football in his hand, and then at Wang Xiaodong who seemed to be fine, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body.
He still remembered that when Wang Xiaodong first joined the team, he was not optimistic about his group of players.
but now...
What will happen if this ball hits your head?
The team doctor hurried forward, rolled Parker's eyelids, and hurriedly dragged him onto a stretcher and carried him off the field.
During the whole process, no one dared to look at Wang Xiaodong.
Sheffield Wednesday's players gathered on the sidelines in twos and threes, pretending to be calm and drinking water.
The camera clearly captured that although several of the players who had done bad things to Wang Xiaodong were smiling, their hands holding mineral water bottles were shaking constantly.
After discussion with the coaching staff, the fourth official hurriedly ran onto the court with his whistle hanging.
Players from both sides are still waiting on the court, and the game cannot be delayed because of the referee team.
Looking at the substitute referee, Wang Xiaodong vaguely remembered introducing this guy before the game.
"I remember his name was Craig?"
Powell nodded, and they shook hands before the game started.
Not far away, Craig seemed to hear someone mention his name. He turned his head and saw Wang Xiaodong squinting and looking at him up and down.
"Hi, Dong, how are you?"
Craig raised his hand subconsciously, and even he didn't know why he wanted to greet this strange little player.
Wang Xiaodong smiled slightly, like a spring breeze.
"Hello, Mr. Substitute Referee, I hope you will judge the game fairly."
