Chapter 305: How can my Emma be as wonderful as mine?

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Seeing the strong reaction from the audience, Duan Huaner then asked about the second goal: "Xiaodong, what about the second goal?"

"We can see that you were surrounded by Ferdinand and Carrick in the corner kick. At that time, even I thought the ball was a corner kick at most, but you used the corner flagpole as a cover to successfully break through and kick This beautiful world wave came out."

"It can be said that it was this goal that sounded the clarion call for the Tottenham team to counterattack."

"Ah, that's true." Wang Xiaodong nodded, "At that time, Rooney and Cristiano Ronaldo overtook the score one by one. We big guys are holding in our stomachs right now!"

"In addition, Ferdinand and Carrick kicked me hard from behind. When I got angry, I thought of this way to break through and humiliate the opponent. Unexpectedly, it worked."

"Actually, I didn't want to shoot after I broke through, but I was brought to the front of the penalty area and other Manchester United players slowly came over. Didn't they let me shoot?"

"I was thinking, since you look down on me so much, I'll teach you a lesson."

"Then, the ball came like this." Wang Xiaodong got excited and made a kicking pose on the sofa.

Duan Quan nodded, and then switched the screen to the third free kick.

"This third free kick is also very exciting. Before this, the two defenders of Manchester United worked together to intercept you. If you were one step slower, this ball would have been a penalty kick."

As he spoke, Duan Huan'er pressed the remote control in his hand, and another screenshot appeared next to the screen.

"Look, this is the match between Italy and Brazil at the 1997 Four Nations Invitational Tournament in France. At that time, Italy's main defenders Maldini and Cannavaro teamed up to knock down Ronaldo."

"Let's compare these two shots. Are they particularly similar?"

"Like!!!" the audience said in unison.

"It can be seen from these two photos that Wang Xiaodong received the same 'treatment' as the alien Ronaldo in this game."

"However, the free kick taken by the Brazilian team behind did not score, but Wang Xiaodong's free kick went through the foot of the wall and shot directly into the Manchester United net."

"Xiaodong, in normal times, do you take Tottenham's free kicks?" Duan Huan'er asked this question very importantly.

By interacting with the audience and introducing Wang Xiaodong’s exciting past, we can gradually penetrate Wang Xiaodong’s abilities for the fans.

Just like the question raised by Duan Quan'er now, it is very likely to determine the ownership of the free kick kickers of the national football team in the Asian Cup.

"Of course!" Wang Xiaodong said matter-of-factly, "No one in Tottenham has as good a free-kick kick as I do."

After finishing speaking, Wang Xiaodong seemed to add something unfinished, "Not to mention anything else, just the people together. Now I am ranked second in the entire Premier League, and no one dares to say that I am first."

"Wow!!!"

Hearing Wang Xiaodong's bold words, the audience in the audience could no longer bear it and took a deep breath.

This is the European champion!

This is the Premier League Triple Crown!

It seems to be an understatement, but it is actually domineering.

What you need is this kind of confidence!

The audience and fans don't care if what you say is bragging, but if you dare to say it in front of the public, it is already amazing.

More importantly, Wang Xiaodong seems to really have that strength!

Duan Huan'er wiped the sweat from his forehead. He dared to say that Wang Xiaodong had completely forgotten the contents of the manuscript and even started talking without thinking.

Domestic talk shows are no better than those abroad, and they can’t say anything.

But Wang Xiaodong still looked relaxed. He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. He was even confident in this aspect.

"Now is the last ball." Duan Huan'er quickly changed the subject.

"At that time, the game had reached injury time, and Manchester United equalized the score through Ronaldo's penalty kick."

"Everyone thought it was going to be an overtime match."

"At this moment, Wang Xiaodong used a wonderful overhead shot to help Tottenham achieve the winning goal."

"Yes, that's the goal, let's look at it again."

The scene of Wang Xiaodong's shooting was repeatedly played on the big screen, and the audience watched mesmerized.

"Even after playing for 90 minutes, Wang Xiaodong not only jumped very high when making this shooting posture, but also stretched his body to the extreme and placed his feet in a very correct position."

"Without sufficient physical strength, I'm afraid a normal person wouldn't be able to do even the first half of this pose."

"Xiaodong, can you talk about the mental journey of that overhead kick?"

Seeing this brilliant shot for the first time in his career, Wang Xiaodong also straightened his back.

"In fact, I didn't have much thought about this ball at that time." Wang Xiaodong slowly recalled.

"This cross ball was actually created by two of my teammates who worked hard. At that time, I was standing a little outside the penalty area, and behind me was Ronaldo."

"What I was thinking about at the time was how to trap him and then get the ball myself so that the offense would not be lost here."

"As I was waiting for the ball to come down, the wind blew it a little further."

"I subconsciously took a step forward to head the ball, but an idea flashed after I took my foot."

"Since this ball can hit the ball, why don't I try to shoot it?"

When Wang Xiaodong spoke up to this point, the audience also calmed down and listened carefully.

"You also know that behind me is Cristiano Ronaldo, in front of the goal is Edwin van der Sar, and we are facing Manchester United."

"Although I still had a lot of physical strength at that time, my teammates were already exhausted, and some even suffered from cramps."

"I have to admit that at this point we are not as strong as Manchester United."

"So going into overtime and going into penalty kicks is a negative direction for us."

"And this is the FA Cup final and I don't think there's a goal that's more exciting than an overhead kick."

"So I decided to give it a try."

Having said this, Wang Xiaodong patted his chest and shrugged.

"Aha, of course, I'm not just saying this because I scored the goal. Even if it was scored by someone else, I will think that this kind of shot is the best, the most exciting, the most beautiful, the most exciting, and the most enjoyable. !”

"Better than anything else?" Perhaps because he was also fascinated by it, Duan Quan'er's mind twitched at this moment and he subconsciously asked such a question.

"Huh???" Wang Xiaodong was also stunned after hearing this question.

He glanced sideways to the upper left corner of his eyes, thinking seriously.

Then, Wang Xiaodong pursed his lower lip and licked it with his tongue.

"Hmph~~"

With a soft hum, Wang Xiaodong couldn't help but grin, revealing a whole row of white upper teeth.

"Of course not!" Wang Xiaodong opened his arms and stretched them upward, "This is nothing compared to my Emma!"