i'm a superstar
Chapter 153 Half of the credit for this goal belongs to Zhang Han
Chapter 153 Half of the credit for this goal belongs to Zhang Han
At San Siro, or San Siro, in the Inter Milan dressing room, a strange thing happened, and the players were very curious.
Today, during the intermission, their captain, Comrade Zhang Han, did not yell or dance, but quietly sat cross-legged on the floor with his eyes closed, which made the players feel very strange.
"Boss, what's wrong with you? You have become a Buddha!"
Westerners don't know much about China, and it's not the age when yoga is flying all over the sky. Naturally, Bashen didn't know what Zhang Han was doing, and asked like a curious baby.
Zhang Han opened his eyes and said lightly, "Don't disturb me, I'm meditating!"
"Zhang, what are you meditating on? Feeling frustrated, have you broken up in love again?"
Maicon ran over, pouted his buttocks, half stood and half squatted, and said very obscenely.
"Are you just broken in love? I'm fine!" Zhang Han closed his eyes again and said.
"Then why do you meditate?" Maicon chased after him.
Zhang Han ignored him and continued to sit on the floor without moving.
"Ha! I understand?" Bo Yang next to him said suddenly.
"What do you understand? Tell me!" Everyone asked curiously.
Bo Yang pointed at Zhang Han and said with contempt, "He wants to score goals like crazy!"
"Haha!" There was a burst of laughter in the locker room, "Yes, it makes sense, I saw him rushing to shoot in the first half!"
"It must be so! I was anxious to score a goal, but I couldn't, so I was sad!"
"Get out, get out, a group of boring people, let me meditate well." Zhang Han roared.
But everyone is used to fighting, but no one is afraid of Zhang Han, the captain, who is still laughing beside him.
The 15-minute intermission passed quickly, players from both sides entered the field again, and the second half began.
"Ah! What a chance, what a chance!"
Not long after the opening, the commentator who saw the situation on the field became excited.
"It's a pity, it's a pity, Zhang Han's shot is such a pity, he hit the ball on the side net when facing half of the empty goal."
A commentator laughed.
"Yes, his shot is too amateurish, it's like a defender's way of clearing a siege."
"Is he already a defender? I don't know why? The madman wants him to play midfield."
The two commentators of this game taunted Zhang Handao. Of course, they had every reason to do so. Who made this game the home of AC Milan!A little home commentary is also reasonable.
Another few minutes later.
"What happened to the Inter players today? Ricardo could have shot by himself, he was in a better position, but instead of shooting, he passed the ball to Zhang."
"The Chinese didn't miss the shot this time, but they shot high. At such a short distance, they actually shot high..."
"The Inter Milan players on the field seem to spoil Zhang? They keep passing the ball to him. Is there any special meaning for Zhang Han today? He wants to score goals."
Two AC Milan commentators laughed and laughed at Zhang Han, and the AC Milan fans at the scene were also very strong, booing Zhang Han non-stop.
"Damn!"
Zhang Han was very angry. When he fell to the ground, he kept hitting the turf, as if it was not his feet that shot the ball high, but the turf under his feet.
"Hey! Hey! What are you doing? Calm down."
Anna finally couldn't stand it anymore and came out to speak.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Han said angrily.
"You are too impatient, you can't score goals like this."
Anna realized that Zhang Han was under too much pressure all of a sudden. This guy is easily impulsive and emotional.
Zhang Han didn't speak, but he also realized that because of his anxiety, his technical movements were deformed, so several shots were missed.
"Do you still remember the method I told you before? Be natural and accept it." Anna thought for a while and said.
"Hmm! I get it!"
Zhang Han got up from the ground and ran towards himself.
The game started again, Milan took a goal kick and was pushed by Balotelli, Inter Milan won the ball, and another offensive and defensive drill began.
Perhaps Ancelotti is most famous for the Christmas tree formation!Don't look at Milan's gorgeous frontcourt, but in fact, they still play defensive counterattacks in their bones.
Sure enough, Zhang Han, who found his problem, was no longer in a hurry to attack, but seriously sorted out the midfield. Inter Milan's offense became smoother and more efficient.
"GOAL!"
This is simply too short, there is no other reason, because it is Inter Milan, AC Milan's home commentator who scored the goal, it is good not to scold them on the spot.
Another commentator explained in a stiff voice: "Inter Milan, Inter Milan is so lucky, half of the credit for this goal belongs to Zhang Han."
"Yes, it must belong to Zhang Han. If he shoots again, it will be another clearance."
No matter where the on-site commentator was sour, there were quite a few Inter Milan fans who came to the scene, and they immediately made the sound of shouting and tsunami.
This stadium is really interesting. It is both the home court of Inter Milan and the home court of Milan. Only when the home team plays, do the fans of the team have more seats. You're being polite, the voice is not small at all.
Moreover, they are bad enough, constantly mocking Milan fans.The fans of the two teams yelled at each other, and neither of them wanted to admit defeat, as if they were singing duets of collective folk songs.
"Ah! I can't stand it, what's the matter? They scored again."
After 10 minutes of the second half, the commentator began to collapse. Under the continuous impact of Inter Milan, the Milan players were exhausted and physically exhausted. They could no longer keep up with Inter Milan's rhythm, and they scored another goal.
Balotelli scored a goal and Zhang Han assisted again. Zhang Han could have shot by himself, but he made a shot and didn't shoot.
Yes, it was a shot fake, tricking the Milan goalkeeper and two world-class defenders, falling to the ground three by one, but he passed the ball to Bashen.
So, with a light sweep of Bashen's feet, the score on the field became 3:0.
Inter Milan celebrated wildly, almost causing the Milan fans to run away, and they returned to the midfield unwillingly to wait for the kick-off.
In the last 10 minutes of the game, Mourinho made two substitution adjustments, Bashen and Quaresma were replaced, Zhang Han was placed at the front again, and the young teenager Fez replaced Zhang In the cold position, Materazzi sits in the defense.
This is a 4231 formation, and it seems that the madman is ready to defend.
"Madman, the madman will choose to shrink back again!" The commentator finally caught the opportunity to taunt Inter Milan and shouted loudly.
"Mourinho still couldn't change his withdrawn nature, and they started to play familiar routines again."
The two commentators haven't been happy for a long time, but Inter Milan scored again on the field. Today's AC Milan is extremely sad.
(End of this chapter)
At San Siro, or San Siro, in the Inter Milan dressing room, a strange thing happened, and the players were very curious.
Today, during the intermission, their captain, Comrade Zhang Han, did not yell or dance, but quietly sat cross-legged on the floor with his eyes closed, which made the players feel very strange.
"Boss, what's wrong with you? You have become a Buddha!"
Westerners don't know much about China, and it's not the age when yoga is flying all over the sky. Naturally, Bashen didn't know what Zhang Han was doing, and asked like a curious baby.
Zhang Han opened his eyes and said lightly, "Don't disturb me, I'm meditating!"
"Zhang, what are you meditating on? Feeling frustrated, have you broken up in love again?"
Maicon ran over, pouted his buttocks, half stood and half squatted, and said very obscenely.
"Are you just broken in love? I'm fine!" Zhang Han closed his eyes again and said.
"Then why do you meditate?" Maicon chased after him.
Zhang Han ignored him and continued to sit on the floor without moving.
"Ha! I understand?" Bo Yang next to him said suddenly.
"What do you understand? Tell me!" Everyone asked curiously.
Bo Yang pointed at Zhang Han and said with contempt, "He wants to score goals like crazy!"
"Haha!" There was a burst of laughter in the locker room, "Yes, it makes sense, I saw him rushing to shoot in the first half!"
"It must be so! I was anxious to score a goal, but I couldn't, so I was sad!"
"Get out, get out, a group of boring people, let me meditate well." Zhang Han roared.
But everyone is used to fighting, but no one is afraid of Zhang Han, the captain, who is still laughing beside him.
The 15-minute intermission passed quickly, players from both sides entered the field again, and the second half began.
"Ah! What a chance, what a chance!"
Not long after the opening, the commentator who saw the situation on the field became excited.
"It's a pity, it's a pity, Zhang Han's shot is such a pity, he hit the ball on the side net when facing half of the empty goal."
A commentator laughed.
"Yes, his shot is too amateurish, it's like a defender's way of clearing a siege."
"Is he already a defender? I don't know why? The madman wants him to play midfield."
The two commentators of this game taunted Zhang Handao. Of course, they had every reason to do so. Who made this game the home of AC Milan!A little home commentary is also reasonable.
Another few minutes later.
"What happened to the Inter players today? Ricardo could have shot by himself, he was in a better position, but instead of shooting, he passed the ball to Zhang."
"The Chinese didn't miss the shot this time, but they shot high. At such a short distance, they actually shot high..."
"The Inter Milan players on the field seem to spoil Zhang? They keep passing the ball to him. Is there any special meaning for Zhang Han today? He wants to score goals."
Two AC Milan commentators laughed and laughed at Zhang Han, and the AC Milan fans at the scene were also very strong, booing Zhang Han non-stop.
"Damn!"
Zhang Han was very angry. When he fell to the ground, he kept hitting the turf, as if it was not his feet that shot the ball high, but the turf under his feet.
"Hey! Hey! What are you doing? Calm down."
Anna finally couldn't stand it anymore and came out to speak.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Han said angrily.
"You are too impatient, you can't score goals like this."
Anna realized that Zhang Han was under too much pressure all of a sudden. This guy is easily impulsive and emotional.
Zhang Han didn't speak, but he also realized that because of his anxiety, his technical movements were deformed, so several shots were missed.
"Do you still remember the method I told you before? Be natural and accept it." Anna thought for a while and said.
"Hmm! I get it!"
Zhang Han got up from the ground and ran towards himself.
The game started again, Milan took a goal kick and was pushed by Balotelli, Inter Milan won the ball, and another offensive and defensive drill began.
Perhaps Ancelotti is most famous for the Christmas tree formation!Don't look at Milan's gorgeous frontcourt, but in fact, they still play defensive counterattacks in their bones.
Sure enough, Zhang Han, who found his problem, was no longer in a hurry to attack, but seriously sorted out the midfield. Inter Milan's offense became smoother and more efficient.
"GOAL!"
This is simply too short, there is no other reason, because it is Inter Milan, AC Milan's home commentator who scored the goal, it is good not to scold them on the spot.
Another commentator explained in a stiff voice: "Inter Milan, Inter Milan is so lucky, half of the credit for this goal belongs to Zhang Han."
"Yes, it must belong to Zhang Han. If he shoots again, it will be another clearance."
No matter where the on-site commentator was sour, there were quite a few Inter Milan fans who came to the scene, and they immediately made the sound of shouting and tsunami.
This stadium is really interesting. It is both the home court of Inter Milan and the home court of Milan. Only when the home team plays, do the fans of the team have more seats. You're being polite, the voice is not small at all.
Moreover, they are bad enough, constantly mocking Milan fans.The fans of the two teams yelled at each other, and neither of them wanted to admit defeat, as if they were singing duets of collective folk songs.
"Ah! I can't stand it, what's the matter? They scored again."
After 10 minutes of the second half, the commentator began to collapse. Under the continuous impact of Inter Milan, the Milan players were exhausted and physically exhausted. They could no longer keep up with Inter Milan's rhythm, and they scored another goal.
Balotelli scored a goal and Zhang Han assisted again. Zhang Han could have shot by himself, but he made a shot and didn't shoot.
Yes, it was a shot fake, tricking the Milan goalkeeper and two world-class defenders, falling to the ground three by one, but he passed the ball to Bashen.
So, with a light sweep of Bashen's feet, the score on the field became 3:0.
Inter Milan celebrated wildly, almost causing the Milan fans to run away, and they returned to the midfield unwillingly to wait for the kick-off.
In the last 10 minutes of the game, Mourinho made two substitution adjustments, Bashen and Quaresma were replaced, Zhang Han was placed at the front again, and the young teenager Fez replaced Zhang In the cold position, Materazzi sits in the defense.
This is a 4231 formation, and it seems that the madman is ready to defend.
"Madman, the madman will choose to shrink back again!" The commentator finally caught the opportunity to taunt Inter Milan and shouted loudly.
"Mourinho still couldn't change his withdrawn nature, and they started to play familiar routines again."
The two commentators haven't been happy for a long time, but Inter Milan scored again on the field. Today's AC Milan is extremely sad.
(End of this chapter)
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