When the referee blew the whistle, Wang Dalei kicked the ball in his hand towards the fans' stands. He was so happy!
At this time Pirlo came over with a smile: "Young man, you performed so well in this game, didn't you want to collect the game ball?"
"Oh no, why didn't I think of that!" Wang Dalei looked at the stands again, but the ball he kicked had long since disappeared.
At this time, Metzelder came over. He hugged Wang Dalei and asked curiously: "Man, how did you guess that Saviola shot towards the lower left corner? I saw you moved ahead of time, you must be guessed."
Wang Dalei smiled proudly: "Saviola is a genius. The biggest characteristic of geniuses is that they like to make their own decisions and don't like to listen to other people's arrangements! So I pointed to the right, and he would most likely shoot to the left, so I You guessed it."
"Is this all right?" Barzagli held out his thumb in admiration, "I didn't expect you to have such a strange idea, I admire you. But then again, how can you know what a genius thinks?"
Wang Dalei slapped his chest: "Because I am a genius! Only geniuses understand geniuses best, hahahaha!"
Looking at the arrogant Wang Dalei in front of them, the Juventus players all laughed.
Even Piero, who has always been serious, smiled and said, "I like this kid."
Chiellini also nodded: "Yes, he is much more interesting than Buffon."
Wang Dalei slapped Chiellini hard on the shoulder: "You said that I am more talented than Buffon, and now you say that I am more interesting than Buffon. I am very happy! I will show off this matter to my master Buffon later. And you must tell him that you said it to me!”
Chiellini: "Are you trying to trick me to death..."
While celebrating, Juventus players walked towards their opponent in a friendly manner to comfort this respectable opponent.
Raul walked towards Saviola and comforted his former teammate.
He just missed a penalty kick, and now Saviola is still blaming himself.
"Man, don't be sad. Missing a penalty kick is a common thing. It's luck. I don't blame you."
Saviola sighed: "I really feel ashamed of my teammates for missing a penalty kick at such a critical moment..."
"Man, you have performed so well in Monaco in the past few years. You have won five crowns, the Champions League, and the league. You have brought countless championships, victories and goals to Monaco. You are worthy of this team. You It's great. I'm happy to be able to exchange jerseys with you."
"Gonzalez, I feel much better after hearing what you said. Since you have won, I wish you all the best to go to the end and win the Champions League."
"Thank you for the blessing!"
Ronaldinho and Gudjohnsen exchanged jerseys while chatting.
"Man, when you came back to Brazil from Milan, I was worried that you wouldn't come back. I didn't expect you to come back anyway. You are great."
"You guys are older than me. You are playing football in Europe. Why shouldn't I come back? I love football and I haven't played enough."
Two Swiss compatriots, Senderos and Lichtsteiner, exchanged jerseys and chatted about the game.
Zhang Linpeng didn't even look at Yu Dabao in the distance. He directly chose to exchange jerseys with Zhang Chengdong. Similarly, Yu Dabao was also chatting with Li Xuepeng.
It seems that the cracks in the hearts of these two outstanding Chinese geniuses who studied abroad have not healed, but are getting bigger...
Wang Dalei even politely declined Mendy and Gakpe's request to exchange jerseys. He went straight to the opposite side and found Zeng Cheng.
"Brother, your performance today was outstanding." When he said this, Wang Dalei put away his arrogance and laughter and looked at Zeng Cheng seriously.
Zeng Cheng shook his head: "Rather than individual performance, I hope the team can advance. Although this game achieved a clean sheet, we still lost the opportunity to continue to compete for the Champions League championship. This feeling is really uncomfortable."
Wang Dalei took off his jersey and handed it over: "Brother, sir, you always ask me to learn more from you, saying that my stability is not as good as yours. We will have more discussions in the future if we have the opportunity."
The two future No. 1 and No. 2 goalkeepers of the Chinese team hugged each other tightly, creating a good goalkeeper story in the history of Chinese players studying abroad.
The live broadcast of this game was broadcast to every corner of the world. Countless Chinese fans cheered for it, and the fans of the two teams were also filled with joy and sorrow.
In the VIP room of the Juventus Arena, Guti patted Buffon on the shoulder: "Congratulations, you have gained a good successor. After you retire, this kid will definitely be able to take over perfectly and become the next outstanding one." Juventus goalkeeper.”
Buffon also nodded with satisfaction: "When this kid first came to Turin, I thought he was a bit unpleasant. A kid who has just arrived has been very good all day long."
"Hahaha! Ji'an, you are right! This kid looks annoying, but he is indeed a genius. Maybe talented people are like this."
"José, don't talk about him, you are always proud, and you also get mad at yourself every now and then. You are very similar to that kid, hahahaha!"
"Jian, please stop making fun of me. Sometimes I envy you. You met Wang Dalei and Gonzalez met Yu Dabao. They are all very talented young people. If you can bring out these juniors, , even if you retire in the future, you can still see your own shadow in them, which can be regarded as another continuation of your career, isn't it?"
"Well, what you said makes sense. Jose, it seems that you have great potential to be a teacher. It will definitely be interesting to become a coach after retirement. How about staying at Juventus like Cannavaro?"
"Forget it, I still want to go back to Spain. I like the offensive blood there."
The Juventus stars in the private room were chatting. At this time, in the distant Yorkshire, England, a young Chinese man quietly watched the live broadcast of the entire game in an apartment provided by the club.
When he saw Wang Dalei and Zeng Cheng save dangerous shots again and again, his fists clenched and his legs trembled, as if he was the one who had just made the save.
At this time, seeing the two Chinese goalkeepers hugging each other in a friendly way, the young Chinese man exhaled forcefully, leaned on the sofa, and turned off the TV.
The room suddenly became quiet.
Looking at the training equipment hanging on the wall, the half-exposed gloves were particularly conspicuous.
In the British Championship game the day before, he entered the 18-man squad for the first time, but did not get a chance to play.
Looking at Wang Dalei and Zeng Cheng, both of them have already shown their style on the Champions League stage.
I am not much different from them in age, but the platforms and opportunities are far different.
The young man leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes and clenched his fists, with heat burning in his chest.
One day, I will definitely be like them, standing in the Champions League, even wearing the uniform of the national team, and showing my strength on the highest stage!
