i'm a superstar

Chapter 234 The smell of gunpowder is getting stronger, Zhang Han PK Bayern team
After a simple interruption, the game started again. Facing Inter Milan's extremely aggressive offense, the smell of gunpowder on the field gradually became stronger.

"Ah! Zhang Han got the ball." The on-site commentator suddenly shouted.

"He got the ball, got it with his back and put Van Bommel behind him."

"He, ah!" he continued to scream, overwhelmed with excitement, "he forcibly turned around, squeezed Van Bommel away with his extremely strong body, and turned around."

"Ah! Not good, Van Bommel, who was forced to pass, was angry, and his anger was raging. He, he didn't give up, and he chased after him. He kept pulling Zhang Han's jersey behind him."

"Ah! Zhang Han is too strong, Van Bommel, Van Bommel, the Dutchman must have thought he was pulling a cow, no, it should be a truck. He, he can't pull it no matter what!" Another narrator did not show any weakness , followed by roaring.

"Ah! Not good, Van Bommel is in a hurry. He, he was in a panic, from, from behind, a fierce, tackle, the tackle action brought Zhang Han down from behind."

"Zhang Han, Zhang Han was angry. He got up from the ground, pushed hard, hard, and Van Bommel, Van Bommel's small body flew out."

"Ah! Then, with the escalation of the gunpowder smell on the field, the referee, the referee's job is not easy to do." The commentator's mouth seems to be a machine gun, and he said fast and hard without stopping, "Bayern , Bayern players are all angry, they, they surrounded Zhang Han."

At this time, on the sunny green field, Zhang Han stood alone like a golden rooster, surrounded by Bayern players.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

The Bayern player, pretending to be an old Robben with a hot temper, went up and pushed Zhang Han.Although he really wanted to be fierce and evil, he didn't pretend to be like that at all. Instead, the expression on his face looked very funny.He mustered all his strength and pushed Zhang Han, but it was as if he was pushing against a wall, and he didn't push it, so he froze in surprise.

When Robben was startled and dazed because he couldn't push his opponent, Zhang Han was not afraid of the siege at all, with a fierce expression on his face and a straight body, Zhang Han was not slow at all, and pushed out with one palm. go out.

"You guys, what are you doing?"

When a group of angry Bayern players in red jerseys surrounded Zhang Han, you pushed, I pushed, but the opponent was as solid as a rock and would not respond even if he moved, the referee finally rushed over and shouted loudly: .

"Yes!" Afterwards, Zhang Han, who had only received a yellow card, celebrated with an excited expression on his face, pumping his fist excitedly.

"Boss, you are insidious." Balotelli, who was walking beside him, gave a thumbs up, his eyes were burning, full of love and admiration.

"How insidious am I? They want to besiege me, okay? I'm fighting back in self-defense." Zhang Han said beamingly, spit foam on Bashen's face.

Balotelli had a big black face and stopped talking.

"It's quite a bargain, one yellow card for three yellow cards." Bo Yangnen said with an excited smile on his face and stretched out three fingers.

To be honest, Zhang Han is not lazy in this vote. Whether it is acting or other things, he is first-rate. , Van Bommel, Robben, and that Van Buyten - two named Fan and one named Luo, a total of three people, all received yellow cards.

"Hey! What's wrong with you, look at me, I also pushed him, I, I'm fine." Here, Ribery was elated, gesticulating with his hands, and talking to Robben.

The old man Luo remained silent, biting his lower lip tightly.

"You are so stupid!" Franck Ribery seemed to feel very honored, and finally pushed Zhang Han, and he was not caught by the referee, so he was very happy.

"Idiot!" Robben couldn't bear it anymore, twisted his sexy buttocks, and took small steps, leaving an ecstatic back for Franck Ribery to see.

Regarding the referee's very fair penalty this time, obviously some people have opinions and are extremely skeptical. They are Bayern fans and coaches.

Of course the on-duty referee had nothing to do with the boos of the Bayern fans, but he could still hear the loud protests and angry roars of Van Gaal, the iron coach of the Netherlands, with a big pie poker face and a stern face.

When the referee on duty ran to the sidelines and gave a stern warning to the furious Van Gaal, and told him that if he continued to speak rudely, he would be sent to the stands, Chef Fan was so angry that his face turned purple, but he had no choice. Ke, he could only grumble, like a pigeon looking for food, went to the coach's bench to sit quietly.

"Yes!"

Also saying yes, jumping up and waving to celebrate was Lin Qing from the northern stand of the Bernabéu. She said that Zhang Han was too manly this time, facing a group of big men without fear, she was deeply overwhelmed.

"What are you celebrating? Zhang Han is obviously cheating this time, which violates the spirit of fair competition in sports." When everyone else is happy, it is often Liu Ruobing. When Liu Xiannv is most upset, she comes out and said coldly.

"Sister Bingbing, is it unfair to Zhang Han? He is clearly the victim, okay?" Lin Qing was not angry, and looked at Liu Ruobing cheerfully, smiling, revealing two lovely dimples, and said.

"Sit down and look at you, your face is blushing." The mother sitting next to Lin Qing swept her two daughters' faces with gentle eyes, and said gently.

However, she sighed secretly in her heart, how could a mother not see that her two daughters fell in love with the same man, she was in a dilemma as a mother.

At this time, Lin Lin was also very excited to see Zhang Han defeating the enemy beautifully on the field from a distance.While she was excited, there was a trace of melancholy hidden in her expression.Yes, her mood is more complicated, all because of the night she and Zhang Han were on the roof that night, she, she didn't get the answer she wanted.

"He, he must love me." Lin Lin thought to herself, she knew this better than anyone else, "But why didn't he just say it outright?" She felt a little resentful and bitter.

"Like a child, don't you even understand your own mind?" Soon, Bingxue, who is smart and understanding, Lin Lin thought of a possibility, she thought dumbfounded.

"Good! Good! Boy Zhang Han is not lazy, so many people surround him, he is not afraid at all."

Sitting between Lin Lin and her mother was grandma. She was a little slow to react, and it took so long to react. She smiled without showing her teeth, and said kindly.

"Mom! Mom!" Grandma was a little deaf, so Lin Lin's mother yelled a little loudly, "Mom! Don't get excited, don't get excited, be careful of your high blood pressure!"

"I, I'm fine, I'm just happy. I'm happy when I see Zhang Han." Grandma's silver hair shone in the sun with a strange light, she said with a little pout.

"Mom! Don't get excited, take some medicine first!" Lin Lin's mother said softly, gently, and slowly, and took out the cup and medicine that she had prepared from her bag for grandma to take.

If, if Zhang Han was here, he would be able to tell that Lin Lin's gentleness was originally inherited from her mother. Their demeanor, tone of voice, movements, etc. are very similar.

"Grandma, why don't I take you back first!" Seeing grandma happy, excited, trembling, Lin Lin was startled, and stood up to help her mother.

"It's okay, this scene doesn't frighten me." Grandma said firmly with the cane in her hands on the ground, and her bright eyes with reading glasses kept looking at the novelty in the stadium.

After a small twists and turns, players from both sides were severely punished. However, when the game started again and Inter Milan took a free kick in the frontcourt, the smell of gunpowder on the field and the intensity of the game continued unabated.

At this time, some balls with 50.00% chances, Bayern are desperate, and the big moves start to fight fiercely.

"It is indeed the most precise iron-blooded chariot! It is as solid as a stone."

After another 5 minutes of the game, Zhang Han felt great pressure. Under Inter Milan's great control and crazy attack, he finally gradually understood the horror of Bayern.

Yes, Bayern, representing the style of German football, is too strong overall and mentally, too tough, they are like an armored car made in Germany, just parked in their own half, and stopped abruptly Inter Milan's offensive.

"What a hard bone, smelly and hard!"

After a long-range shot was directly cleared by Bayern captain Lahm, Zhang Han sighed that he felt as if he had hit his head on an iron plate, which was so depressing.

When Zhang Han was depressed, the speed of the game suddenly accelerated, and Inter Milan's crisis came.

Yes, it was Bayern who took advantage of Lahm's clearance and played a quick counterattack.

"Ribéry! Ribery has the ball."

"Dangerous, Inter Milan, Inter Milan is dangerous this time."

"He, he's sprinting forward on the right."

Accompanied by the rapid, excited, and tense voice of the commentary, the fans at the scene suddenly tensed up.

(End of this chapter)