Chapter 339: A Ball Worth 200W

"Brother Ou!"

"Chu Liang!"

"Good boy!"

"Ryoko!"

Through the greetings of his teammates, Ou Chuliang walked towards the goal step by step.

Penalties are like executions, and the goalkeeper is always on the passive side.

The referee didn't urge, and Ou Chuliang didn't deliberately delay time, who would spoil the scenery at this time?

The rest of the Italian players didn't rush either, and for them, if the goal was scored, the task would be completed, and the less time left in the game, the better.

From this point of view, they wished that Ou Chuliang would waste some more time.

"This is the first red card of this World Cup and the second penalty of this World Cup." Huang Jianxiang's voice sounded from the microphone again, and he seemed to want to say something during the time that Ou Chuliang walked back to the goal.

But in the ears of fans, it was heard as "the Chinese team ate a red card in the first game of its first World Cup".

All Chinese fans who watched the game will not complain about Sun Jihai's tackle, and the youngster from Dalian Wanda has worked hard throughout the game. Even before he left the field, there was a round of applause in the stands.

But this does not hide the fact that a member of the Chinese team went off with a red card. A few years from now, when they see today's red card, will the fans be as generous as today's fans?

With a smile on his face, Ou Chulian had already walked in front of Baggio.

Staring at this idol in the hearts of countless fans in China, Ou Chuliang suddenly spoke: "Hey, Mr. Baggio! ”

The whole Italy is more like a male model group, and Baggio's appearance is as calm as a rock at this time.

After leaving Juventus, Baggio, who had been dormant in Serie A for almost 3 years, was no longer in front of fans all over the world when he appeared in front of fans all over the world.

Today, Baggio has short hair, and the beard around the corners of his mouth has been trimmed into a rectangular shape by a razor.

What remains unchanged is still his deep eyes and melancholy eyes.

This season, Baggio has scored 22 league goals, behind only Ronaldo and Bill Erhoff. Not only helped Bologna, a team that had just been promoted to Serie A, to finish eighth in the league, but also became the Italian with the most goals in this Serie A.

With such a hot form, it's no wonder that the elder Maldini wants to bring him to France.

When he was in Serie A, Baggio met Ouchuliang.

Bologna's 5-1 win over Napoli last November was Baggio's hat-trick. When they met Napoli again in the second half of the league, Bologna played 0-0 with Napoli.

Therefore, Baggio is still very impressed with this young goalkeeper of Napoli.

Although he didn't expect Ou Chuliang to greet him at this time, his good quality still made Baggio open his mouth at the first time and responded gently: "Hello, Ou." ”

Baggio's polite answer did not disrupt Ou Chulian's plans, all of which seemed to be expected by him. And Ou Chuliang was not in the mood to "catch up" with Baggio, because next, he had to risk "making a big mistake" and doing something enough to break the heart of this gentle man.

"Mr. Baggio, you know what? Four years ago, I was sitting in front of the TV and watching you play with my friends. Ou Chuliang walked slowly and said quietly.

Just like the first sentence of thousands of ordinary Baggio fans when they see their idols.

But at this time, Baggio's heart was sinking, he didn't think that Ou Chuliang mentioned this matter at such a moment, it was just an ordinary memory of a small fan.

Sure enough, Ou Chuliang said next: "Everyone knows that you brought Italy all the way to the World Cup final." ”

"So you don't have to mind if something like that happens in the final!"

After speaking, Ou Chuliang smiled, nodded with Baggio, and staggered by.

This time, Baggio froze in place, without any reaction.

There seemed to be some kind of magic in Ouchulian's words, and in an instant, Baggio was back to the summer four years ago.

In Atlanta, tens of millions of fans held their breath as they watched him from 12 yards.

It was the first time in a World Cup final that a penalty kick was used to decide the ownership of the trophy, and as the person involved, Baggio, he will never forget that day.

In fact, when it was Baggio's turn to take the penalty, Italy was hopeless!

Not only did Baggio need to score the penalty, but Pagliuca needed to save Brazil's penalty to ensure that the shoot-out would reach the sixth round of a one-goal victory.

The final result is also known, the photo of Baggio and Tafarel quickly spread around the world, and the word "melancholy" has found a new spokesperson.

But Baggio could never forgive himself, and on some quiet nights, he would always lock himself in the cage of the Rose Bowl and be tortured over and over again.

Memories are like a storm with knives, once again touching the most sensitive and fragile part of Baggio's heart.

By the time Baggio's eyes were focused again, shaking off the terrible memories and returning to reality, Oculyan had already reached the goal line, turned around, bent down, and stood with his arms outstretched.

Baggio, who had just calmed down abnormally, had two cold sweats dripping from his sideburns in a row.

This young man is terrible!

Baggio suddenly realized.

Don't look at the encouragement in his words, like a little fan who follows in his footsteps. But only such encouragement is more like a sharp blade that cuts through Baggio's heart.

Baggio took a deep breath and looked at Ou Chuliang, who was as calm as water in front of him. He wanted to smile politely again, but found that he couldn't.

Terrible memories have taken over every cell of his body, and Baggio has exhausted all his strength just to dispel these "viruses" that have been dormant for four years, and there is no more power to hook the muscles at the corners of his mouth.

At this time, looking at Ou Chuliang not far in front of him, in Baggio's eyes, two red horns grew on his forehead at some point, like a demon in hell.

But Baggio knows very well that Ou Chuliang is a demon in his eyes, but in the eyes of Chinese fans, he is more like an angel with white wings, guarding the last line of defense.

"Beep !!"

The referee's urging whistle sounded, and this was the only sound sounding in the Delmar stadium at this moment.

The eyes of the world are focused on Baggio, and whether the goal is scored or not, the media has a lot to write about.

The penalty itself is a topic that detonates the attention of fans.

No one was looking at the goalkeeper and Baggio was once again in the spotlight of the whole world.

Although Ou Chuliang was only twelve yards away from him, he was very good at hiding in the blind spot of people's sight and protecting himself.

What faster way for a fledgling young goalkeeper to raise his reputation than against the world's top strikers 1v1?

This is more like a gift from heaven, and it has become world-famous; Defeated, nothing was lost.

So in the eyes of some goalkeepers, they began to envy this peer who stood in front of Baggio for the first time in four years.

"Whew~~~"

I don't know how long it took, Baggio puffed out his cheeks and took a few deep breaths.

He took one last look at the goal and began to slowly retreat.

"Oh, God! He (Baggio) finally moved! "In a small wooden house in Milan, an old lady closed her eyes and drew a cross on her chest.

Time is like the fuel, propelling the machine of history forward.

Baggio could not stand still forever and struggle with his past in his heart.

When the minutes passed, whether the struggle was successful or lost, Baggio had to control his body and respond.

Seeing that Baggio began to retreat, a drop of sweat dripped down the tip of Ou Chuliang's nose on the grass.

As a goalkeeper, Ou Chuliang can do very little at this time!

At this point, it is no longer possible for him to "disrupt" the rhythm and ask the referee to check if the ball on the penalty spot has shifted as he did at the World Junior Championships.

Because it's too childish to do that, and it is even possible to be smart and mistaken by smart.

Everything that can be said has been said, and everything that can be done has been done.

The rest is up to Baggio himself!

At this second, Ou Chuliang took a deep breath, calmed down, and recalled Baggio's statistics about the penalty in his mind.

One step, two steps...

When Baggio started running, the world held its breath.

Huang Jianxiang only felt that the moisture in his throat was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his throat and eyes ached as if they were on fire. But he, like the more than 30,000 fans at the scene, didn't even dare to swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Many timid female fans have covered their eyes with their hands and pinned their heads behind their male companions. Peek through your fingers at the looming goal.

Baggio's running speed is not hurried or slow, and his body posture is also steady.

When he ran to the last step in front of the ball, his whole body suddenly paused.

Fake Akira ???

In penalty kicks, players are allowed to feint when running, as long as the leg of the kick is coherent.

Seeing Baggio in front of the ball, the necks of all the fans at the scene subconsciously stretched forward, and many people almost stretched out cervical spondylosis.

But at this time, Ou Chuliang, who was at the center of the storm, suddenly turned up the corners of his mouth.

He was under the impression that Baggio had never taken this approach to a penalty!

His center of gravity sank and his toes gripped. The upper body flickered slightly to the left, as if it was shaken and wanted to pounce.

In the next second, Ou Chuliang suddenly pounced in the opposite direction, and the body that pounced out turned out to fly in the same direction as the ball.

When the eyes of the world followed the ball to the goal, what they saw was a body in a purple robe.

"Pounced out!!"

In the microphone, Huang Jianxiang's hysterical voice finally sounded again. This time, his voice was hoarse, and his throat felt like he had smoked for fifty years.

Seeing that Baggio's half-high ball was getting closer and closer, Ou Chuliang controlled his body that threw himself to the right and raised his arm to block the penalty.

When the ball popped off the bottom line, Ou Chuliang could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart. After rolling on the ground, he got up on the spot, pounded his right fist in the chest, and yelled at Chiesa, Vieri and other Italian strikers who rushed up to shoot.

Roar Roar Roar !!

All emotions turned into the most primitive desires, without any provocative words, only the roar from the soul, which was enough to shock all the Italian players.

Looking at Ou Chuliang's hideous expression, the Italian striker who rushed up widened his eyes. Then he looked away and shook his head silently.

Baggio stood there again, seemingly incarnated as the melancholy Italian prince again.

He looked at Ou Chuliang, who was surrounded by Chinese players, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Ou Chuliang !!"

"It's the young player Ou Chuliang again!!"

After Huang Jianxiang poured a large sip of mineral water, he hurriedly picked up the microphone and shouted loudly.

"It's the young general Ou Chuliang again!"

"Oclie saves Baggio's penalty!!"

"Ou Chuliang once again saved the Chinese team!!"

"Ou Chuliang saved the Chinese team again!!"

"!! Again"

Hearing Huang Jianxiang's shout, the leader of the TV station Wang frowned.

"Xiao Zhang, what's going on? Is it better to pinch it off? ”

But at this moment, how can anyone in the broadcast room still care about him?

Everyone cheered and high-fived each other, and the color of joy was overflowing.

The entire Delma Stadium is boiling, and so are thousands of households in China!

Zhang Xiaorui on the sofa kicked away the crutches beside him and hugged his family.

Father Huang and Huang Wu also clenched their fists, glanced at each other, and carefully "shouted" from the depths of their throats.

Zhang Jingtian turned his head and raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Jianlibao's team members shouted in unison, and Zheng Yi laughed loudly: "I'll just say, I'll say it!" Brother Ou will definitely be able to pounce! ”

Four years ago, it was these friends who sat in front of the TV, fighting over Baggio's penalty, and tears flowed.

Four years later, two of them represented China at the World Cup. One of them was also standing in front of Baggio and once again saved their idol's penalty.

But this time, they didn't cry.

Tears of sadness are transformed into joy, which is the greatest affirmation of oneself!

The young players of Liaozu also formed a group, Xu Liang, Wang Liang, Wang Xinxin, Zheng Zhi and others stared at Ou Chuliang on the screen one by one, and couldn't help but fantasize in their hearts.

The coaching team of the National Olympic Games has been formed, and the first batch of officially selected players will be announced after the World Cup.

Don't think about it, Ou Chuliang must be the captain of the National Olympic Team.

Will they become members of the National Olympic team and appear in the same arena as Ou Chuliang?

With such a goalkeeper as your backing, what is there to be afraid of?

The cheers at the scene were noisy, and all the Chinese fans waved the red flag in their hands and shouted loudly.

Not only the scene, but also in China, it was almost 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. But every household erupted in a rush of cheers, which then came to an abrupt halt and suddenly dissipated into the air.

", Lao Li, can't you sleep yet?"

"Don't me, aren't you watching?"

In the Zhaozhuang Buddhist Temple in Mengsha Town, Menghai County, Xishuangbanna Prefecture, from the little monks who have just entered the Buddhist gate to the senior monks who can be called the night of the Big Buddha, all gathered in front of the TV to cheer for the World Cup.

These monks are obsessed with the World Cup and have found a consistent reason for their madness: the fall of all beings.

I don't dare to say that Buddhism is boundless, but in this Buddhist temple, there are a large number of fans. This thinner is a fan of Ma Mingyu, the taller one is a fan of General Fan, and the "Big Buddha" is a fan of Ou Chuliang.

After the start of the World Cup, they would chant for the Chinese team every morning.

This scripture is terrible, now you see, the Buddhas in the sky have "favored" the Chinese team to this point, and even blocked the penalty kicks of stars like Baggio!

Maybe at this moment, the Buddhas are also watching the World Cup!

People who have TVs watch TV, and people who don't have TVs hug semiconductors.

The old Taoist gate on Wutai Mountain had long forgotten where to put the dust, and knelt on the futon one by one, listening to the sound of Huang Jianxiang shouting that Ou Chuliang had saved the penalty. Directly raised the black box in his hand and threw it high in the air as if he had sacrificed a magic weapon.

"Phew! You're an alien goblin, why don't you show your true form soon? ”

With a "bang", the semiconductor hit the ceiling and fell rapidly. The white-bearded old man hurriedly caught it, but found that there was no sound inside.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Lao Dao let out a low groan, turned the semiconductor over with trembling hands, and pulled out two red Huatai batteries from it. I used a fingernail that I hadn't cut for more than half a year to straighten the spring inside the semiconductor, and then carefully stuffed the battery into it again.

"Ou Chuliang..."Hearing the voice of the semiconductor again, Lao Dao let out a sigh of relief and collapsed on the futon.

"Incredible, incredible!" Xiao Hei, the commentator at the scene, shook his huge braised egg again, "Oh my God, what did I see?" ”

"China Ou actually saved Baggio's penalty?"

"God, I'm not mistaken, am I?"

"Is this a World Cup curse?"

"Or did Baggio bring the regrets of four years ago to France?"

At the moment when Ou Chuliang saved the penalty, the Chinese coaching staff changed into a ball, and even Qi Miaosheng, who was wearing leather shoes, jumped high.

The big guys hugged each other with the people around them, as if they were celebrating the victory.

Ladd also shook his head incredulously, until now, the performance of all the players of the Chinese team has exceeded his expectations.

On the other side, old Maldini turned into a statue, and only the undulating chest proved that he was a living person.

The teaching assistants hung their heads and waved their hands repeatedly. The team members also fell on their seats, their eyes glazed over.

No one blamed Baggio for missing the penalty, they are all veterans of football and know how much pressure the World Cup can put on players.

What's more, there is such a thing as a penalty, which is normal to kick in. It's normal if you can't kick it in!

They just blamed their bad luck for not kicking the ball to the other side of the Chinese Europe.

In the stands, Raiola pouted and fumbled with her hand for the ballpoint pen that had just fallen to the ground in surprise.

Everyone was cheering and celebrating, or hanging their heads in dismay, except for Raiola, who arched around the stands like a domestic pig looking for food.

Although the image is not good, Raiola has nothing to care about.

Not to mention anything else, this penalty alone is worth at least 200W!

Not the lira, but the pound!!

It is conceivable that after seeing this ball, Moratti's guy may directly raise the price to 1000W!

Raiola regretted it again, he felt that he had been a little hasty.

Every four years in world football, there are young stars shining in the world, so why can't this person be a Chinese goalkeeper from Asia?

After fumbling for a long time, Raiola finally found the ballpoint pen that rolled far away. After picking it up, I couldn't wait to make notes in my notebook.

But no matter how he wrote, even if he scratched the paper, he didn't write any words.

The empty pen was long gone, and Raiola threw the pen on the ground again, venting her anger.

Looking at Ou Chuliang, who was already "admired by ten thousand people", Raiola took a deep breath.

"Well, this World Cup is over, I have to visit again."