i'm a superstar

Chapter 181 Thrilling
The first half of the game ended with a score of 2:1, and Inter Milan led AC Milan by one goal.

After the intermission, I don't know what the coaches of both sides said. At the beginning of the second half, the pace of the game suddenly accelerated, and the smell of gunpowder gradually became stronger, which made it feel like a national derby.

"Zhang Han, Zhang Han got rid of Gattuso's entanglement, and he took the ball forward."

"Not yet, Gattuso is like a machine that never knows how to get tired, he, he followed up again."

"Zhang Han, Zhang Han passed the ball and passed it to Bo Yang."

"Okay, that's it. The teammates have to cooperate with each other. Zhang Han started to move, but Gattuso is still unwilling to let him go."

Since Gattuso, who has a lot of game experience, has been following him, Zhang Han feels very uncomfortable and becomes restrained.

snort!Zhang Han snorted and reached out to Bo Yang for the ball.

Bo Yang was very obedient, and sure enough, he passed the ball back to the center. However, Zhang Han didn't pay attention, and the Italian jumped in front of him at some point, stretched out his foot to hook, and stole the ball again.

"Damn!" Zhang Han was furious, cursed, and chased after him angrily.

Under Zhang Han's relentless pursuit, the Italian showed contempt, as if he had eyes behind him, and passed the ball back to Piero who came up to catch him.

"Damn!" Zhang Han was furious again. In this confrontation, Gattuso completely took the upper hand, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

In a rage, Zhang Han gave up on Gattuso, turned around and rushed towards Pierre.

puff!He saw the right moment, and it was a fierce sliding shovel falling to the ground.

snort!The sleepy Pierre, who seemed to never be able to open his eyes, seemed to have known that Zhang Han was going to grab the ball. In a disguised form, he easily avoided Zhang Han's sliding tackle and continued to dribble towards Inter Milan's half.

"Strike, Pierre's escape is too beautiful, the midfielder deserves to be the midfielder."

The narrator said nervously.

"Pirjo, Pirjo passed the ball, a long pass, and passed the ball to Pato on the forward line."

"Pato, Pato didn't stick the ball and passed it back to Ronaldinho."

"Ronaldinho didn't make adjustments, he kicked the ball and sent an overhead pass directly."

"Beautiful, beautiful, Pato got the ball."

"There is a tacit understanding between the two Brazilians. Pato, Pato dribbled forward with the ball and rushed towards the Inter Milan penalty area."

"Bosch, Bosch and Kruger sprinted back."

"Pato, Pato in the entanglement, went into the penalty area."

"Sassel, Cesar feels that the situation is not good, he, he attacked."

"Ah! Pato, Pato who dribbled the ball quickly, suddenly, suddenly, in disguise."

"No, it's not a disguise, it's a fake action, a right-footed bicycle."

"Dangerous, this time is dangerous, Sussel was deceived, he made a save and fell to the ground."

"It's so exciting, Pato, Pato bypasses Cesar."

"Ah! His shot is a bit wide, and the angle is a bit off. Bosch, Bosch returned to the center and blocked his shooting angle."

"Pato, Pato moved again, it turned out to be another bicycle."

"Ah! He, he kicked the shot."

"The ball, the ball went through Bosch's wicket, and flew directly, directly to the empty goal behind him."

"The goal, the goal was scored, GOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!! Beautiful, so beautiful, Brazilians, the Brazilians' personal ability is too strong, this goal was scored beautifully."

"He, he played with Inter Milan's entire defense line alone, and again, with the goalkeeper."

"Wonderful, so wonderful, just after the second half, just after the start, AC Milan, AC Milan played a fast break, scored, scored a very wonderful goal."

"Pato, Pato, this guy is great, he, will he become San Siro, San Siro's next Kaka, Kaka!"

The two commentators yelled out of breath, directly, directly pushing the game to a climax.

In fact, if they commented on the game objectively, it would still be very exciting. After some criticism and education from the commentary committee of the Italian Football Association, they finally became more and more competent.

Seeing the AC Milan players celebrating with forgetfulness, Zhang Han was extremely depressed, and walked to his seat without saying a word.

"What? I'm not happy!" Anna jumped out at the right time and said.

"What? I was discouraged after being robbed of the ball once." Seeing that Zhang Han didn't speak, she continued.

"It seems that you have been overwhelmed by the recent flattery, and you really think you are the god on the football field!" Without saying a word, Anna continued her criticism and education work, "Passing and catching is your weakness , understand? After half a season, they have been studying you and have already found your weakness."

"My weakness?" Zhang Han seemed to understand a little bit.

"Yes, your weakness. Your biggest weakness is your poor ball skills, especially when you catch the ball."

"Then what should we do?" Zhang Han asked depressedly.

"You're stupid! You don't take the initiative to catch the ball."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Han, a no-brainer, then asked.

Anna almost fainted, "Take the initiative to retreat to catch the ball, don't tell me you can't, you have played live football before, haven't you used it? Standing there is like a wooden stake, of course it is easy for the opponent to steal the ball."

"And then?" Zhang Han asked again.

"In this case, instead of taking the ball with one kick, you can take two more steps. Aren't you good at dribbling?"

"Ah! I understand!" Zhang Han suddenly became happy.

"Use your brain when you encounter problems, don't always expect others to help you answer them, I'm almost becoming your nanny." Anna said speechlessly.

"Aren't you my brain? If you want to move it, you can do it." Zhang Han said proudly. Hearing these words, Anna almost fainted.

Inter midfield kicked off, Balotelli and Quaresma stood in the middle circle, Bashen stepped on the foot lightly, Quaresma made another diagonal pass and passed the ball to Zhang Han on the right.

"Niang Xipi's!"

Zhang Han, who was holding back his stomach, received the ball and took it forward without saying a word.

Without taking two steps forward, Ronaldinho came up to press, he was not polite, made an emergency stop in disguise, and passed Ronaldinho like a log.

"Good! Well done!"

After passing the person, Zhang Han's momentum was greatly boosted, he flicked the ball under his feet, picked up his speed again, and slashed forward.

Sure enough, the hateful Gattuso rushed over again.

snort!Zhang Han shouted angrily, suddenly stepped on the ball, and stopped suddenly.

At this moment, at this moment, Gattuso really made a move.

snort!Suddenly, Zhang Han's eyes seemed to light up, and with a bucket of balls on his toes, he flew past Gattuso.

"Beautiful, so beautiful, Zhang Han scored the ball, and even wore Gattuso's crotch."

"He, he easily passed Gattuso, continue, continue to move forward and kill the hinterland of AC Milan."

(End of this chapter)