Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

Wulihe Stadium.

In Box 1.

Investor of Parma team.

The owner of the Italian dairy king Parmalat Company, Callisto Tanzi, happened to be sitting on the sofa sipping red wine during his spare time.

"Calisto, you seem very confident?" Next to him, Johansson raised his glass and smiled.

"Shouldn't I have faith?"

Tanji shrugged, "If it weren't for supporting you, I wouldn't lead the team to Dragon Kingdom to waste time."

It's obviously because of money... Johansson raised his eyebrows and was about to speak.

Beckenbauer, who was sitting on the outermost side, spoke first: "Mr. Tanzi, the Liaodong team is not that simple. Your team will not waste time."

"Oh?"

Tanzi laughed out loud, "Mr. Beckenbauer, I hope it's the same as what you said."

Done.

He stopped talking to the two of them.

Instead, he put on his headphones and listened to the passionate commentary of Italian commentator Alberto.

It's just a Dragon Country team...

Tanji sighed and turned down the volume on his headphones.

the other side.

Wang Xunsheng and Sun Fenglin learned the contents of several people's conversations through translators. They were so angry that they wished the Liaodong team would just beat Parma into a colander so that they could kill the Italian's prestige.

"Both sides have finished choosing sides, and the game will begin immediately!"

Inside the media center.

The languages ​​​​from various countries are intertwined, just like the chaotic wet market.

Alberto crossed his legs and stared at the small surveillance screen in front of Ming Dynasty and said: "Our Parma attacked first from left to right, haha, the Dragon Country team will not have a chance!"

"Ortega No. 10!"

"He changed direction and broke through the clumsy Liaodong midfielder!"

"Oh, in front of the Argentinian's flexible legs, the Liaodong midfielder is like a tree stump!"

"Crespo has started to advance!"

"Have the opportunity!"

Alberto's voice rose an octave.

It's not just him.

The commentators from other countries also stared at the surveillance screen and began to speak faster.

"Look, the center back of the Liaodong team is a South American boy who looks like a monk!"

"He is trying to stop Ortega alone!"

Alberto laughed loudly, "I have to say, he is really courageous..."

Suddenly the words behind him choked in his throat, and he stood up in a hurry, leaning forward and looking through the glass at the court below with wide eyes.

On the field.

Parma's attacking midfielder, No. 10 Ortega dribbled the ball straight into the Liaodong penalty area.

Facing Liaodong defensive players.

He stopped suddenly, changed direction quickly, and turned directly to the right.

He's just a dull boy, he doesn't need any extraordinary skills at all...

Ortega pursed his lips tightly and began to observe the movements of his teammates while running at high speed. When he saw that Crespo was already in space.

He twisted his ankle and pushed towards the ball.

so easy……

The thought of Ortega hadn't crossed his mind yet.

Suddenly a strong force hit his side.

Ortega tripped over his feet and fell to the ground.

Football was also out of control.

There were exclamations in the stands.

Then there was thundering applause.

The commentary in the media center was a mess...

"Pepe, it's Pepe, the Brazilian foreign aid from the Liaodong team!"

"He turned around quickly and blocked his position in advance!"

"I didn't expect that the players of the Dragon Kingdom Liaodong team could actually stop Parma's threatening attack!"

"A masterclass defense!"

"It's unbelievable!"

"..."

The commentators from all over the world were all extremely surprised.

The Dragon Country team seems to have something!

Alberto was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide. How is this possible?

Players of the Dragon Country team.

How can you prevent Ortega's breakthrough one-on-one?

But before he could recover.

Pepe successfully intercepted the ball in the backcourt and passed the ball through.

The football crossed half-court.

Center circle position.

Zheng Zhi, the "wooden stake" in Alberto's mouth, raised his foot and missed, helping Modric get out of the way to receive the ball.

Modric received the ball and turned around, stopped and passed, dodge Dino Baggio's upper hand, and raised his foot to go straight to the left.

Zhang Xiaorui receives the ball from the left.

On the side, Xu Shengqin went down and took away Parma right back Thuram.

Zhang Xiaorui cuts inside the Parma penalty area.

After introducing central defender Lasisi.

He suddenly passes the ball down the middle.

Ibrahimovic followed up and shot ahead of Cannavaro who flew to intercept.

There was a bang.

It didn't take half a second.

The football hit the goal from the top of the penalty area.

Parma goalkeeper Buffon reacted very quickly and dived to the right.

There was pain in my fingertips.

Boom!

The sound of a football hitting the goalpost followed.

Buffon smiled.

But next second.

The football hit the inside of the post and bounced into the goal.

Wait for Buffon to fall to the turf.

The referee's whistle blows.

The goal stands.

Liaodong players have begun to celebrate wildly.

The more than 50000 Dragon Country fans in the stands were silent at first, and then erupted with a roar.

"Ah ah ah, no, we are leading 1:0!"

"That's Parma!"

"It's only 6 minutes, only 6 minutes, and Liaodong is ahead of UEFA Cup champion Parma!"

"What's wrong with the UEFA Cup champions? We even won the German national team!"

"Liaodong, Liaodong!"

"..."

Happiness comes too suddenly.

All the dragons in the country jumped up on their seats with excitement, singing and dancing and cheering loudly for the Liaodong team.

Inside the media center.

With Ibrahimovic's shot.

Sun Shengping, Zhang Lu, and Han Qiaozheng jumped up with a roar.

"Six minutes into the game, the Liaodong team relied on a sharp counterattack and penetrated the Parma goal with only three passes!"

"1:0, Liaodong team leads 1:0, getting off to a dream start!"

"Dragon Kingdom, Liaodong team, gave the proud UEFA Cup champions a kick in the butt!"

Han Qiao was finishing this sentence.

Turning to look at Alberto not far away.

Spanish commentator Lopez Didiligulu said a lot into the microphone and looked at Alberto with raised eyebrows. Who said just now that the Liaodong team is not good?

Alberto's mouth was still open at this time.

Leaning forward and looking down at the court.

I even forgot to say my own commentary...

……