Chapter 36: No. 17, Wang Qi?! China?!
At 4:00 p.m. on November 28, the 14th round of Serie A officially started. The first to appear were Sampdoria, ranked eighth and Milan, ranked first.
This is a focus battle in this round of competition. Can Milan continue to lead the standings?
Lazio is only ranked behind Milan by two points, and they may surpass Milan at any time.
After ninety minutes of fierce battle, the two teams shook hands one-to-one and made peace, and Milan temporarily continued to top the list.
With the end of this game, people turn their attention to Allianz Arena. Can Juventus win two consecutive Serie A?
At 5:30 pm, the Allianz Arena was crowded, and Juventus' home occupancy rate has always been good, ranking in the top three in Serie A.
On the court, players from both sides are warming up, Yaqunta, Krasic, Chierini, Buffon, Piero...
These are all familiar names for fans around the world!
Compared to Juventus' dazzling starlight, Florence is dim. Giardino, the most famous one, did not come here at all due to injury.
While doing a warm-up, Wang Qi looked at Piero and others on another piece of turf. He had only seen these stars on TV and newspapers before.
Mikhainovic told him three days ago that as long as he performs well in training, he may make a debut tonight.
Then, he will be able to compete with these world-renowned stars tonight!
Thinking of this, his blood began to boil.
"Bang!..."
The excited Wang Qi kicked the football passed by Marco Donadal into the sky.
"Shhh!..."
Boos sounded in the stands nearest. The reporters who were following Florence on the sidelines not only shook their heads, but Florence was at this level?
Shooting without pressure actually made me hit the plane?!
"Hey! King!"
Marco Donadal yelled at Wang Qi and made a steady gesture.
He was worried that Wang Qi would not be able to control his agitation when he saw this scene for the first time.
Wang Qi ignored the booing, took a deep breath, and compared a ok gesture to Marco Donadal.
"Shhh!..."
The boo is even louder, damn, who do you think you are?
This is the Allianz Arena, you, a young man, actually reacted like this.
By the way, who is this guy?
Is he a player from that country?
Japan?
China?
If it is a Japanese player, our boo will be a little smaller. If it is a Chinese player...
Hehe, just wait to be drowned by the boo!
Boy, you must play later!
No. 17, Wang, I remember it!
"Who is that number seventeen?"
Several Chinese students in the stands were very curious when they looked at the only black hair on the turf.
"Who knows? It's either Japanese or Korean."
"At first glance, you are a pseudo-fan, he can't be a Korean!"
"Yes! After the World Cup in 2002, there has never been a Korean player in Serie A!"
"Why is this? Are there no players in South Korea who play well? Or are Korean players not interested in Serie A?"
The topic of international students is immediately off the line. If they are not Chinese players, of course they will not care about it.
If Wang Qi was a Chinese player, the media might have reported it long ago. Since there was no report, it means that this young man is not a Chinese player.
...
At six o'clock, the players on both sides warmed up and returned to the locker room to prepare for the final game.
The turf suddenly became empty.
"No. 17, Wang Qi?!China!"
After the reporters got the rosters of both sides, the reporters were in a sudden burst. Mikhainovic indeed arranged the 451 formation for Fiorentina, and Sefirovic became the only striker in the starting lineup.
The reporters found Wang Qi's name from the forward on the bench roster.
Why are there no signs in advance?
Who is this young man?
Before they got the roster, they thought Wang Qi was a young Japanese player from the reserve team. After all, everyone knew that Fiorentina lacked a striker.
But unexpectedly, this young player is actually a Chinese player.
"Who has the information about this player, please take it out and share it!"
Someone shouted loudly, but all he gained was a helpless shrug.
Damn, if this player plays tonight, how should we report it?
"Don't worry, who can guarantee that this player will play tonight?"
A reporter in his fifties seemed very calm. Everyone thought about it and it was indeed the case.
If this were a talented player, it would have appeared in the media early.
He is not a genius player and is so young. Mikhanovic will never take the risk of changing to the field against a strong team like the old woman.
If he was replaced and he lost the game, even the local media in Florence would not let the Serbs go.
The episode passed soon, and the reporters began to talk about the situation in Serie A this season. For example, Milan has emerged this season and will regain its former glory in the Serie A arena.
For example, can the old woman be qualified for the Champions League next season this season...
...
In the locker room of the away team, Mikhainovic began to announce the game list: "Goaler: Boruk; defenders: Gambellini, Komoto, Pasquel, Caporese; midfielders: Dagsdino, Santana, Donadal, Vagas, Rajadic; striker: Sefirovic!
Substitutes: Babaka, Ndiaye, King..."
After hearing his name, Wang Qi let out a heavy breath. Mikhainovitch did not lie to me!
Marco Donadal, who was sitting next to him, gave him a thumbs up.
"Thanks!"
Wang Qi said silently, Marco Donadal nodded at him and gave him an encouraging look.
The Fiorentine midfielder has a good sense of Wang Qi. After all, Wang Qi helped him win the bet, which was a big meal for almost a month.
"Our tactic tonight is to counterattack the defensively. We can put it in the frontcourt, but the ball only needs to be crossed halfway through the court, especially when entering the 30-meter range from the goal, you must be pressed closely! Close and tight!"
"Even if it's a foul, they can't easily shoot!"
After announcing the roster, the Serbs once again emphasized the tactics.
In the locker room of the home team, the coach Del Neri, who took over the coach from Zacheroni, is announcing the player list: "Goalkeeper: Buffon; defenders: Grosso, Chierini, Bonucci, Solerson; midfielder: Sissoko, Krasic, Melo, Marchisio; strikers: Yaqunta, Quaria Grera..."
Piero was not included in the starting list again, but there was no expression on his face.
As he grows older, his condition continues to decline, and playing as a substitute has become the norm.
"We must make good use of the two sides and pay attention to the quality of the crossing at the bottom."
Dernelli began to arrange tactics: "Press up in the frontcourt, don't give them any chance to breathe!"
In matches with teams like Fiorentina, Juventus is also offensive in addition to offense.
Dernelli hopes that his team will win in front of home fans, and win beautifully and suppress the opponents in an all-round way.
...
At 6:20, the starting players of both sides appeared in the player channel, indicating that the game has entered the countdown.
Led by four referees, the starters of both sides walked out of the player channel and appeared in the fans' vision, greeting them with cheers like tsunamis.
Wang Qier, who was sitting on the bench, was excited when he heard the tsunami cheers like mountains and seas!
Be on the starting list as soon as possible!
Chapter completed!