() "Win, we win!"

"Magical Tang Wu, magical Chinese door god!"

"We beat Iran and qualified for the Asian Cup final!"

"Let's shout long live, long live Tang Wu, long live Chinese football!"

Huang Jianxiang's hoarse roar resounded all over the country, maybe this was a very serious live broadcast accident, maybe the boss of the TV station is also a fan, who can say for sure?

As soon as Tang Wu got up on the screen, he was covered by a white torrent that swarmed up.

Tang Wu in the crowd was quickly "dismembered" by his teammates, and even Hao Cannon, who had a bandage on his head, rushed into the middle, stretching out his hand and rubbing Tang Wu's hair constantly.

"Thousands of blows are still strong, let the southeast and northwest wind blow!" Zhan Jun was poetic. "This is a victory for Tang Wu, and it was he who brought the Chinese team to the final by himself!"

"I don't even know how to describe it!" Looking at the replay of Tang Wu's rescue just now on the screen, Zhan Jun still couldn't finish his words: "Flying like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon." Quiet as a virgin, moving as a rabbit. If you don't move, you will follow, and if you move, you will connect the three cities. ”

"Tang Wu erected an invisible barrier in front of the door, so that all the Persian iron horsemen lost their armor and broke their heads!"

"Let's take a look at the text message sent by the fan friend with the tail number 5859: Tonight's merit is Tang Wu's merit. Save three goals in a row, be a god! ”

"Good guy, this is to make Tang Wu a god!" Zhan Jun smiled as he helped his glasses, looking at Tang Wu who was thrown into the sky by his teammates on the screen, his eyes were full of approval.

Such a goalkeeper is not a god, who else can take it?

"Tony, do you see that? See? The Chinese team won, to, and saved the ball one time! Dan jumped and screamed as he tugged at the corner of his friend's coat.

Tony had long been blocked by the fans standing in front of him, but as soon as he looked up, he could still see Tang Wu's figure on the big screen.

The European scout sat in his chair and shook his head, "Cake buyers!" He actually did it! And he did! ”

Tony was so excited that he scribbled back and forth in his notebook, and suddenly thought of something, reached out and tore it, and threw the information he had just written into a ball of paper, "Fake! Do those guys at the top eat? Didn't even contact Chelsea at the end of the season! ”

Finally, Tony looked at the words "" on the notebook, nodded with satisfaction, "With to the strength of the to is definitely more than that, I hope the guys in the club will not be blinded by money!" ”

That evening, Raiola received one of the highest offers for Tang Wu since the end of the season.

Looking at the name of the club, Raiola raised her eyebrows: You shouldn't refuse this one! Looks like I'm going to give you a big gift after the Asian Cup.

"May I ask Tang Wu, what did you think at that time?"

Half an hour into the game, the fans still didn't want to leave.

The media blocked Tang Wu and the national football players in the stadium, and even Alihan was blocked at the door of the players' tunnel, and he couldn't take Li Datou to the press conference for the time being.

"What time was it?"

"It's the first penalty!" A reporter preemptively asked.

"Uh... Can you not tell the truth? Tang Wu scratched the back of his head, his face a little embarrassed.

"No, we're going to hear the truth!"

"Yes, listen to the truth!"

"Listen to the truth!"

How could reporters let go of such a good opportunity and open their mouths one by one to "denounce" Tang Wu.

Good boy, have you won and perfunctory us reporters? Be careful that I go back and lift you up to the sky, huh!

Facing the countless microphones stretched out, Tang Wu spread his hands, "Actually, I didn't think about anything at the time..."

"No, Tang Wu, you're cheating!" A female journalist quit.

Such an answer is too perfunctory for us!

"Tang Wu, you recall carefully. Did you already calculate the route at that time, and even gave any hints to your opponent? It's like you saved Ruud van Nistelrooy's penalty. Think about it! A die-hard Tang Wu fan reminded.

Naturally, the media wants as much news as possible, so that they can write more and attract the attention of more fans.

Tang Wu said embarrassedly, "I really didn't think about anything. But if I had to say it, I don't think I had enough rest just now, so..."

"So?" The curiosity of the journalists was brought to the throat.

"So I thought, it's the first goal anyway, so it's better to stay in the middle and not get tired... Who knew that he happened to kick a middle lane towards my face, so I subconsciously reached out and caught the ball. Faced with the reporter's questioning, Tang Wu finally said the answer.

"What? Is that all there is to it? "When the reporters heard this, they all fainted en masse. They never dreamed that the beginning of Tang Wu's three consecutive pounces would be just a "lazy".

"So, what about the second ball?" A female reporter with "Liaoshen Evening News" on her chest hurriedly asked.

"Second ball?" Tang Wu pushed the microphone on his chest backwards, "I didn't think much about the second one, I just wanted to pounce from the right one and the left one." So don't ask me what the third one thinks, good luck! It's that simple! ”

Although Tang Wu is a person who likes to study the opponent's information before the game, he is not so detailed that he even memorizes the penalty records of every player.

When the penalty shootout really came, Tang Wu, every person who kicked the point on the other side, didn't understand it at all. Is it left-handed? Do you prefer angle or kick power? What is the psychological quality?

Tang Wu knew almost nothing.

And he had already played for one hundred and twenty minutes, and Tang Wu was already tired. At this time, it takes a lot of effort to analyze the characteristics of each opponent and guess the direction of the opponent's kick. It's better to leave the control of the body to intuition, and maybe you can get one out of it.

So in addition to wanting to be "lazy" with the first ball, Tang Wu was indeed blinded by the next two balls.

But the reporters obviously can't accept this answer, this is a classic battle, a battle that can be written in the history of Chinese football and spread for a hundred years. Journalists certainly don't want the game's highlight to come from the luck of a young goalkeeper, and they even prefer to believe that it was the result of the prayers of some "religious leader".

Otherwise, how can you explain such a miraculous three-goal streak?

Ordinary goalkeepers, even if they are in the right direction, it is difficult to pounce, right?!

Many reporters and the media and newspapers behind them have already begun to draft the draft, and they want to record Tang Wu's fairy-like performance with an inspirational story to attract people's attention.

Just when the peers were thinking about how to "make it up", the little child reporter who was still the Liaoshen Evening News had a light eye, and asked: "Tang Wu, since you have three balls, you are blind." And what about the last one to handle the ball? Why do you have to block the ball with your head, can't you use your hands? ”

"Huh? This one! Tang Wu didn't expect this reporter who was not big but liked to be more serious to like to break the casserole so much and ask the end, so he could only reply helplessly, "I really didn't want to toss at the time, I was tired enough to pounce on the ball and fall to the ground, anyway, I stopped the ball, it doesn't matter which block it is..."

The reporters looked at each other, unable to believe their ears.

Good guy, it's just that you were the first to be lazy, but I didn't expect you to be the last one. Didn't you see that the Iranian goalkeeper on the opposite side didn't save one of them with all his might? It's good that you don't know how to be grateful if you pounce three times in a row. Little comrade, your ideological consciousness needs to be improved!

Even if you say that your situation is very urgent at the time, you subconsciously feel that we can accept the result of touching such a fool with your head! This is a live broadcast, how do you let us make it up so directly?

At this time, a local reporter in Beijing cleared his throat and broke the embarrassment with his question.

"May I ask Tang Wu, how do you feel now?" After the reporter asked the question, he didn't forget to give Tang Wu a hint, "For example, what kind of expectations do you have for the next finals, or who do you want to thank the most?" ”

"Thanks to whom?" Tang Wu's head was a little iron. "I threw myself out, who am I thankful for? I must be grateful to myself. And now that I'm so tired, I want to go back and get some sleep. Alright, don't stop me, I'm going back to rest. ”

After speaking, Tang Wu pushed the reporters who were blocking in front of him and squeezed into the players' tunnel.