i'm a superstar

Chapter 125 This Old Boy Can Pretend Too Much

As a result, on Inter Milan's side, the old captain, the tough guy, the Argentine Samuel was the first to stand up.

Team Sa's heart is not small, but the footwork is almost meaningless, it is completely a clearance footwork, a strong shot hits the stands, hits the plane, and the faces of the Inter Milan players are green.

Of course, even if he hadn't jerked off, he probably wouldn't have scored the goal.He was very obedient and obediently kicked in the middle, but Valdés has also learned how to stand up like Cesar. Even if he hits the target, the possibility of scoring is infinitely close to zero.

Wow!The Barcelona players on the field were overjoyed, as if they had eaten happy beans, they were happy, they hugged and celebrated there, and gloated.

When it was Barcelona's turn, Chairman Pique finally showed his face and took the opportunity to show off.

Chairman Pi seemed to feel no pressure at all. He straightened his handsome hair and sent the ball to the audience in one fell swoop.

The Barcelona players stopped laughing, and their expressions froze there. This ball was even more outrageous than Samuel's. It was not only higher, but also crooked. It is estimated that Sassel would not be able to catch it even with eight hands.

Ha ha!This time it was the Inter Milan players' turn to gloat, they didn't know how to be polite at all, and laughed out loud.

Another round of penalty kicks began.

Cambiasso played for Inter Milan. Although the Argentine was unlucky and always lost to the national team, his footwork was not bad at all. He pushed the ball well and sent the ball into the gate guarded by Valdes .

Valdez, who was standing motionless on the goal line, was dumbfounded. Wasn't it the agreed middle?Why not kick it.

How did he know that Zhang Han, a half-hearted coach, didn't even think about the strategy after the fifth round, and let the players play freely. It's no wonder he can guess!

The atmosphere became tense again, the faces of the Barcelona players were not very good, and the pressure returned to them.

Barcelona teenager Bojan, Bojan Kerkic, played.

Facing this handsome Barcelona rookie, Zhang Han couldn't help shaking his head.

"Why? Do you feel that it's a pity that this genius who was once the same as Messi fell?" Anna said suddenly.

"Yes! Did you know? I used to play live, and my favorite players were him and Bashen. Unfortunately, these two guys fell down later." Zhang Han sighed all the time.

"It's good to fall! It's more convenient for us to pull him over!" Anna said excitedly, "Leave it to me! I will definitely trick him into changing his nationality."

Zhang Han broke into a deep sweat, "This female bandit!"

"However, it doesn't seem to work now!" Anna said as if she didn't hear Zhang Han scolding her.

"It won't work there?"

"I heard you, you called me a female bandit just now, I like this name so much!"

"Dizzy! Tell me, it won't work there?" Zhang Han was a little impatient.

"Now he is enjoying himself in Barcelona! He is definitely not willing to join your Chinese national team. If, if he waits until his life is at a low point, it will be almost the same."

"It makes sense. Except for the system trumpet, we really can't come up with anything that can attract people." Anna said, "I have made progress. It is not simple, but I am getting more and more understanding of human nature."

"Thank you for the compliment!" Zhang Han smirked.

"Actually, I have another method, which can increase our leverage to persuade others. Would you like to hear it?" Anna said suddenly and seductively.

"Don't!" Zhang Han shook his head resolutely, he knew that once a woman spoke like that, nothing good would happen.

"No, it's too late! In fact, you can buy Inter Milan first, and then, when they join Inter Milan, it will be easy."

"Buy Inter?" Zhang Han was startled.

Anna continued to seduce: "Yes, I just bought Inter Milan. Don't you think this idea is very good? At that time, we can still fool these current players over. It's exciting to think about it."

"Excited..." Zhang Han felt dizzy.

"Aren't you excited? Isn't it easy for a club to represent the national team to win?" Anna giggled as she spoke, showing how satisfied she was with her idea.

"Dream!" What she didn't expect was Zhang Han's words.

"..."

"That old man Moratti will sell Inter Milan to me? Even if he is willing to sell, do I have the money to buy it?" Zhang Han said speechlessly.

"You don't, Li Xiaoniu does! Don't you know she's a rich woman? Go ask her to borrow it." Anna laughed.

"No!" Zhang Han firmly denied.

The speed of communication between brain waves is unimaginable to ordinary people. Even if there is no speed of light, it is still comparable to the speed of light. The two of them talked for so long, and the time in reality has only passed a little bit. I can see that Bo Yang just solemnly He set up the football and slowly stepped back.

The ball went in, nothing fancy, just a simple push shot, but Sassel misjudged the direction and the ball got into the net.

The two teams seem to have discussed it. If you don't enter, I won't enter. If you enter, I will enter too. The players watching are also very tired!Staring at it is called worrying.

It was another round, in an extremely tense and oppressive atmosphere, it seemed that Professor Chivu and Professor Butzketsbu, who played this time, had discussed it. The shot was weak and weak, and was easily thrown by the goalkeepers out.

It is estimated that both of them are weak!Now it is all supported by willpower, otherwise they would have been tired and collapsed. They are not players who are good at physical strength. After 120 minutes of fierce competition, they have to thank God if they can still stand.

This is good, except for Stankovic, who fell to the ground with cramps and is receiving treatment, the rest of the players on the Inter Milan field have kicked penalties.

what to do?Nobody left, all right!You can only go to their goalkeeper Cesar.

"Come on!" Zhang Han smiled, and high-fived the Brazil national team.

After being encouraged by Zhang Han, Sassel still had a bitter face, and walked towards the penalty spot step by step. On the goal line, that guy Valdez had already stood up and was ready for battle.

Sussel glanced at him secretly, as if the mouse saw the cat and backed away in fear.

Seeing the shy handsome Cesar, Valdez smiled triumphantly, his hands collided, and the gloves made a thumping sound.

puff!This is the laughter of the players on the scene, because the Brazilian national goal is retreating, there are no eyes behind him, and he almost slipped and fell, looking very embarrassed.

"Damn, this old boy is so good at pretending!" Zhang Han almost couldn't hold back when he saw Sussel performing there.

"Boss, what are you laughing at? It seems that the situation is not good, he is too nervous." Ba Shennan said seriously.

"He didn't take a penalty kick, so he peed his pants!" Mai Kong winked.

At this time, Bardos on the goal line suddenly roared, and then his body swayed from side to side, because Sussel started to run up.

The handsome Brazilian guy ran very unhappily, as if his calves were trembling a bit, he managed to get in front of the ball and shot in a panic.

(End of this chapter)