There was a deafening explosion, and the sound of cannon fire came from the stadium again.
"DONG,DONG,DONG,DONG!!!"
Every shout from the fans goes straight to the heart, and with the rhythm of the heartbeat, all those who pull their throats feel their blood boiling.
What a crisp shot!
With a simple flick of the leg, the simple ball can be blasted 30 meters away.
Even though the goalkeeper stretched out his hand to block it, it still did not prevent the goal from happening.
Everything went so smoothly. Although it was a bit unexpected, it made sense after careful consideration.
Just like on the basketball court, who stipulates that you can't shoot three-pointers during fast breaks?
It's the same on the football field. I can indeed pass the ball deeper, but I'm already within shooting range. What's wrong with taking a long shot?
Wang Xiaodong's ball control may be a little rough, and his speed is not very fast.
But in terms of the quality of the shot, no one dared to question it.
"The rainbow shoots through the sun? The eagle strikes the sky? Old Liu, do we have any other four-character words to describe Wang Xiaodong's goal?"
"Viagra, this is football and not a poetry contest. Why are you always dragging this article?"
"Then tell me, how should I describe Wang Xiaodong's goal? Tell me, tell me!"
"Didn't he just sigh and then get in? This, this..." When it was his turn, Liu Jia realized that his vocabulary was so lacking.
Yes, Wang Xiaodong was just bored. This kind of scene is very common in China.
But the result of this kick is something that many world-class players dare not think of.
Wang Xiaodong ran to the camera, put his right hand across his chest, rolled up his sleeves, and showed off his strong muscles in front of the camera.
"Hey, do you want to see the muscles on my legs?" Wang Xiaodong asked loudly at the camera: "I won't show it to you, because I'm afraid you won't let it be broadcast after you film it!!!"
...
"What do you think of Dong now? What kind of player is he?"
Raiola feels great!
He has never been so proud of his vision. In front of Reithof, every time Wang Xiaodong touches the ball, he will throw a weight into the scale. When the goal came, Raiola put the heaviest weight on his side.
He is just a football agent, but in front of a business tycoon like Reithev, he feels proud.
Reithof held his chin, and after a while he nodded slowly: "Dong is indeed an exciting player. Through these dozens of minutes, I can see that his greatest role is to simplify complex problems. "
"You are really discerning!" Raiola praised.
When Southampton finished celebrating, the first half was coming to an end.
The Saints were immersed in excitement, as if the final was just around the corner; but the home team was still devastated by the goal they just conceded, and could not imagine what kind of "reception" they would receive if they came to the away game.
In the final minutes of the first half, neither team had any intention of organizing an offense.
After returning to the locker room, Keegan praised Wang Xiaodong's performance with all his eyes.
"Dong, you did a great job today. You destroyed their midfield all by yourself, you know? Your two kicks may have knocked Wigan out of the final!"
Keegan patted Wang Xiaodong on the shoulder. Anyone who can stand up when the team encounters adversity is uniformly called a "hero"!
"Boss, what happened to what I was talking about last time?" Wang Xiaodong hung on Keegan's shoulder with a treacherous look, "There's no one in front of us! I can't even pass the ball." The goal, otherwise I wouldn’t have shot so decisively.”
Keegan nodded, he knew what Wang Xiaodong meant.
Wigan's competitive strength is too poor, and the players just had a small internal strife on the court, which gave Wang Xiaodong an opportunity to take advantage of.
It stands to reason that Wang Xiaodong should choose to pass the ball after lying down for a few times, but until the end, he decisively chose to kick by himself.
Isn't it because the forwards are not very powerful?
Thinking of this, Keegan showed a bitter look on his face: "Dong, I have tried my best to introduce Bell to the club, and the club has also shown great interest in him. But I don't know the specific details. It is said that Bell is now They didn't agree to a certain clause, so he never joined the team."
"Oh, that means only the 'business' matters are left, right?" Wang Xiaodong nodded, "That's easy to handle. My agent is very eloquent. I can introduce him to Bell."
"That agent of yours? Oh, Dong, the club is going to bleed again!"
Keegan smiled bitterly.
Since Raiola signed with Wang Xiaodong, the round-nosed Italian has almost fully demonstrated his "vampire" side.
Unable to get "benefits" from Wang Xiaodong, Raiola reached out to Southampton.
Super business capabilities and Wang Xiaodong's delegation of power have caused Southampton to "bleed" time and time again.
Even the club didn't expect that Wang Xiaodong would grow so fast.
...
In the second half, when Wang Xiaodong and his teammates stepped onto the court again, they discovered that the opponent's lineup had made quite a few changes.
Mark Hughes made two substitutions, and neither the starting forward nor the midfielder appeared on the court.
How is this going?
"Bellamy and Thiago came off the field at the same time. What happened? Is it because of poor condition?" The commentator looked up at the screen, and at this time the camera was also focused on Wigan's bench.
"Oh cake buyer! What is that?!" the commentator immediately exclaimed.
The camera focused on Bellamy and then gradually zoomed in.
"What's going on with Bellamy's eyes? Why did he suddenly turn into a giant panda?"
"And Thiago, where did the scratches on his face come from? Why are there still blood stains?"
At this moment, all the reporters, including Zhang Wei and Liu Jia, took out pens and paper to add ink to this sudden big news.
Good guys, the internal strife at Wigan has escalated in the dressing room!
"It's not in vain this time, it's really not in vain!" Zhang Wei looked excited.
"Yes, no one can stop God from enjoying the food, hahahaha!" Liu Jia zoomed in and took a few pictures on the big screen.
When the game ends, see if you have any luck and take a few more close-up photos.
"Breaking news: The conflict between Wigan Athletic players escalated during half-time!"
"What caused the two main players to fight during the break?"
"Did they fail to seize power? Or were they fighting among themselves?"
“There’s a lot of martial arts going on in the dressing room, and the excitement continues in the League Cup semi-finals!”
"Two cannon shots fired, and Wigan was devastated."
At this moment, no matter how big or small the media, they all immediately took down the headlines that they thought would attract the most attention.
Those with laptops coded documents, and those like Liu Jia and Zhang Wei also wrote furiously on paper. The sound of writing and typing echoed above the press area. Who is still interested in watching the game?
When the referee's whistle sounded again, some media who received the news outside the field no longer cared about the game situation at all.
The home team Wigan Athletic also completely lost their offensive spirit after making major changes to their lineup. For head coach Mark Hughes, how to get these angry guys to finish the game honestly has become a top priority.
Seeing that the opponent had no intention of fighting back desperately, the Saints who were playing away games also showed their temper.
In line with the idea of "killing you while you are sick", Wang Xiaodong and his teammates did not hesitate to make three more cuts on their opponents who had no fighting spirit.
In the end, although Wang Xiaodong did not complete the hat trick, he still scored two goals and one assist.
The first round of the semi-finals was played like this by the opponent at home. Before the game was over, many home team fans got up and left the field early.
Everyone knows that if we play like this, even if there is an away game, it won't matter anymore.
In the VIP box, Raiola and Recev's hands were tightly held together.
"As you can see, Dong is such a dynamic and energetic player. If we don't sign him now, when will we wait?"
"Mr. Mino, you are right. How about we find a secluded place to discuss the preliminary contract first?"
"It's better to obey orders than to be respectful!" Raiola burst into laughter.
"By the way, what car do you drive now? BMW 3?" Reithof suddenly asked.
"Yes, E36" Raiola remembers clearly.
"An E90 has recently been launched. Let's equip Dong with one after the contract is initialed." Reithof smacked his lips.
"Then it would be more effective for you to say it yourself, wouldn't it?"
"That's a good method!" Reithof's eyes lit up. Although it was only a small gift, if packaged well, it could still bring huge traffic to Bi Mawen. "Then, cheers to our future cooperation!"
"Cheers!" Raiola raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.
"Beep, beep!!"
Three whistles sounded and the game was declared over.
What still lingers in the ears of the remaining fans is the loud sound of drums.
"Excuse me, Mr. Mark Hughes, what happened during halftime?"
At the post-match press conference, all reporters focused their cameras on the Wigan coach.
No one even mentioned the consequences of losing.
"What happened?" Mark Hughes looked calm, as if nothing had happened. "My team and I encouraged the players and made a series of adjustments to the tactics. As for other details, I don't think I need to tell you."
"Then why were Bellamy and Thiago replaced together? Aren't they the main players all along?" Another reporter also caught the key point.
"I already said, this is just a simple tactical adjustment. Next one."
"What happened to Bellamy's black eye and the scratch on Thiago's face?" a third reporter stood up and asked.
"Bellamy accidentally hit the door frame. I'm not sure what happened to Thiago, but it seems like he hasn't cut his nails for a long time. Maybe he accidentally scratched his face while washing his face, right?"
God Teemo bumped into the door frame and was scratched by his own nails while washing his face?
How could you say such a lame reason without changing your face?
"We noticed that four players had a small conflict with the free kick before the end of the first half. Is this the reason why you replaced Bellamy and Thiago?" The fourth reporter focused on Still here.
"No, it was just an ordinary tactical drill. We have rehearsed such small performances many times in daily training. But it didn't work, so I stopped their 'performance' on the sidelines."
Mark Hughes was still unhurried. From the look on his face, it seemed that the matter was settled today!
The home team's head coach turned into a piece of candy, and reporters could only surround the Wigan captain who attended the press conference with him.
"Milito, what happened during halftime?"
"As the coach said, the coaching staff encouraged us and made tactical adjustments to the team." Milito naturally wanted to stand with the coach.
"Milito, did Bellamy and Thiago have a fight in the locker room?"
If Milito answers "no comment", "can't disclose", "this is the privacy of the dressing room", etc., then these reporters will immediately be able to pick up the facts, add fuel to the fire, and adapt the 15-minute story from Wigan into a 100,000-word article. Long novel.
Many people have even thought about the title of the book.
"If you can't beat your opponent, you can only PK your teammates"
"Bellamy's Sharp Fangs"
"Thiago's Cold Hammer"
However, Milito also fully inherited Mark Hughes's cheek: "This is all untrue. The Wigan players are very united and everyone will give up their own interests for the collective benefit of the team. In my opinion, This is a sign of selflessness.”
After saying that, Milito stood up and left with coach Mark Hughes, who left early.
By the time Keegan and Wang Xiaodong sat down, most of the reporters in the venue had dispersed.
Most people took this internal strife in the home team as the main story to publish, and only a small number of reporters wanted to hear what Southampton had to say.
And Keegan fully learned the lesson from Wang Xiaodong's trouble last time, and had already told Wang Xiaodong what he could and could not say in the player tunnel.
"It seems that not many people are interested in the results of the game today, but it's not bad. At least everyone can ask questions openly."
Keegan's witty opening remarks enlivened the atmosphere. A reporter stood up and was the first to hear: "Mr. Keegan, first tell me what you think of this game."
"I am very satisfied with the performance of the players! Our team is more united and cohesive, and every player performed well..."
"And none of us dare to explode!"
Wang Xiaodong, who was attending a press conference for the first time, couldn't help but say.
Keegan looked shocked and quickly gave Wang Xiaodong an elbow.
The eyes of the remaining reporters lit up, as if they had discovered some strange method of asking questions.
"Being able to beat the opponent 5-0 away from home, I must have never thought before the game that the first leg of the semi-finals would be so easy, right?"
"Well, that's right." Keegan nodded, "The opponent is a Premier League team, and we are the only English Championship team in the top four. We were indeed a little worried before the game, and we were even prepared for a full defense. ..”
"Who knew those guys couldn't help but play so hard, they collapsed after just two goals!"
Wang Xiaodong couldn't help but complain again.
The reporters in the audience grinned, haha, as expected!
With Wang Xiaodong's straightforward character, how can he attend a press conference like this where he likes to speak ambiguously?
Although Wang Xiaodong complained in a low voice, the venue was so big and there was a microphone in front of him, so everyone could hear what he said.
Seeing Wang Xiaodong drinking water leisurely, Keegan almost cried.
Ancestor, this is a press conference, you can’t talk nonsense!
At this moment, Zhang Wei quickly raised his hand and shouted loudly: "Wang Xiaodong, I am a reporter from the domestic Sports Weekly. Can I ask you a question?"
Hearing the familiar Chinese words, Wang Xiaodong was also stunned. He stretched out his hand and called out: "Hey, there are other fellows? Tell me, what do you want to ask?"
"Wang Xiaodong, I heard that you rejected the call from the Football Association. Is this true?" Zhang Wei asked hurriedly.
"Ah, what about the Football Association?" Wang Xiaodong rolled his eyes.
I finally attended a press conference, and met a reporter from China at the press conference. Who knew that this guy didn't ask about the game, but just talked about the Football Association's nonsense.
"That's right. They asked me to play in the Asian Youth Championship. What's the point of playing in that thing? Those U19s from other countries are not as good as Wigan! Do you think so?"
"Stop, stop talking!!"
The conversation between the two in Chinese made Keegan's hair stand on end.
Although he didn't know the specific content of what the two said, he could tell from Wang Xiaodong's disdainful expression and long list of answers that Wang Xiaodong was continuing to complain in his hometown dialect.
Misfortune comes from the mouth, misfortune comes from the mouth!
Keegan quickly grabbed Wang Xiaodong's hand, "Dong, don't speak anymore. Remember, you can't say another word!"
With that said, Keegan stood up and said, "Sorry everyone, we have to go back beforehand. Today's press conference ends here."
Seeing Keegan dragging Wang Xiaodong away in a hurry, other reporters also reacted and surrounded Zhang Wei and Liu Jia tightly.
"What did you ask Dong just now?"
"What did Dong answer again?"
"Where are you reporters?"
"How did you get in?"
Zhang Wei and Liu Jia covered their beating hearts, lowered their heads, squeezed out of the crowd, and quickly left the scene.
After walking out of the stadium, they found that no one was following them. Zhang Wei and Liu Jia let out a sigh of relief.
"Oh, we were almost discovered!" Liu Jia said with emotion, patting her chest.
"Just discover it if you find it!" Zhang Wei looked at his camera with a smile. In the picture, Wang Xiaodong rolled his eyes, full of disdain for the Football Association.
"This kid Wang Xiaodong is capable, but he is so stunned! Hahaha, this time it's not in vain, it's really not in vain!"
