King Bayern

Chapter 2 Together

"Dad, I dare not look at it."

"Son, you must watch it. Dad made you like football because he made you a man."

An Inter Milan fan took his child to watch the game, just like his father took him to watch the game.

But when it came to the second half of overtime, the atmosphere in the stadium was almost suffocating. It was a kind of coercion, a coercion from head to toe.

The players on the court can't feel it, because they have been dazzled by adrenaline, and the substitute players and coaches on the sidelines are actually the most nervous.

Rosenberry wanted to get out.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to run, I'm so nervous."

"sit down."

Schaff thought to himself, "Are you nervous? I'm nervous and upset!"

At this time, on the court, the two teams were like medieval swordsmen. Everyone wanted to kill the opponent with a single sword, but no one dared to make the first sword.

Suddenly "Mancini" stretched out four fingers, and stretched out twice, the meaning was very clear, 441.

Because one was sent off, the formation is 441.

Leaving Crespo in front, "Mancini" made his choice in the second half of extra time I want a penalty, I can't afford to bet.

"Mancini" made his choice, so what about Schaff?

Schaff seems to have more choices, but also because of this, it is more difficult for him to make choices.

"We have one more person, would it be a loss if we hit a penalty?"

Rationally speaking, since there is one more person, then work harder to solve the game within 120 minutes.

But Schaff was worried about the opponent's counterattack, which is what traditional Italian football is best at.

In the end, Schaff thought it over and chose to be conservative.

"We also defend."

But Inter Milan players don't believe it. Werder Bremen have already stolen Chelsea once this season, and in the eyes of Inter Milan, Werder Bremen is a very thief team. Among other things, Chen Mu's fraud is the best example.

Although Bremen didn't make it clear that Chen Mu was a fraud, but all fools knew it, and fortunately "Mancini" also guessed a little bit.

"Bastard, I can't believe you. Bremen must want to attack. I don't even believe a single punctuation mark in what the Germans say in the future."

Thinking of Chen Mu's fraudulent injury, "Mancini" was very angry, "It is said that the Germans are honest, but I don't think so."

By this time, even the iron men of the two teams could no longer run, Nedved was panting a bit while standing, and Zanetti had his psoas akimbo.

Chen Mu entered the system.

"Give me the stamina potion."

"Are you sure? It's a waste to use it now."

"Speak up, hurry up."

"Ok."

The eyes of the fans were fixed on the big screen, and they waited for the final time to come. After the referee whistled three long whistles, the penalty shootout would start.

But at this moment, a little change on the court is so dazzling.

"how is this possible?"

Among a group of people who couldn't run, a green figure ran forward quickly, and ran faster and faster.

"That kid must be taking medicine, how could he still run so fast at this time."

"Yeah, it's impossible."

The fans thought it was impossible, maybe it was unprofessional, but "Mancini" and Schaff were both stunned, and Nedved was even more stunned.

"Everyone says I am an iron man, but I think you are."

At this time, the game was out of touch. The Bremen players knew that they had to run to help Chen Mu, but they couldn't run.

The Inter Milan players knew they had to defend, but they couldn't run anymore. In this way, Chen Mu didn't seem to be playing a football game, but a one-man show.

"Defend, what are you doing in a daze?"

"Quick."

Sussel was the only one who was sober and the only one who could still run. He attacked and faced Chen Mu, "I want to jump down."

Facing Sussel, Chen Mu's only choice is definitely, and can only be extraordinary.

Chen Mu changed the lane and Sassel jumped sideways, but Chen Mu was faster, and not only a little faster.

It's empty.

"Mancini" was dumbfounded, but Shaf was excited, "Shoot."

Chen Mu pushed the ball into the goal.

"Killing."

Catherine was so excited that she even dropped her earphones.

Helen helped to pick it up, but before Catherine could put it on, she held the microphone on the headset, "Lore, lore!"

"It's the greatest shot I've ever seen."

Helen put her headset on Catherine's head, then chuckled, "It's crooked."

"Who cares if it's crooked or not, I'm excited."

On the pitch, Bremen's players were all overlapping. They suppressed Chen Mu and formed an arhat. The top one was the head coach Schaff.

"Chen Mu, you are a hero."

"No, you are Caesar."

As we all know, Caesar once ruled Europe, but Rosenberg disagreed, "I think Chen Mu is a Viking pirate."

"Pooh."

Because for the European continent, the Vikings are robbers, but for Rosenberg from Northern Europe, the Vikings are heroes, just like Chen Mu.

"Okay, stop arguing, I don't know if I'm Caesar or some Viking pirate, but what I know is that if you keep pressing me down, then I will definitely fall apart."

"Hahaha."

The celebration was almost over, and the referee came to urge him, so everyone let Chen Mu go.

After the game resumed, "Mancini" seemed to be crazy. He waved his hands and asked all the players to press on.

"Mancini" prayed for a final miracle. In that case, Inter Milan still had a chance, but in fact he knew it was over, because Inter Milan needed two goals.

Still the same father and son.

The son suddenly saw his father crying, "Dad, why are you crying?"

"Because my beloved team was eliminated, Dad is sad."

"Dad, don't be sad." The son tried his best to wipe away his father's tears, but the tears in his father's eyes were like a kite with a broken string.

"Son, this is another lesson my father gave you. Life cannot always be satisfactory. More often, life is unsatisfactory, just like today."

"Okay, I remember."

The son nodded his head.

Dad smiled: "Also, remember when you go back, we must not let mom know about our buying scalper tickets."

The father bought the scalper ticket for 500 euros. He didn't want his wife to know, but his son was very sensible. "I know, I will tell my mother that it was bought for 100 yuan."

"Hahaha."

The father hugged his son tightly, Inter Milan lost, but perhaps this was the most vivid educational lesson for his son.

The miracle that "Mancini" was looking forward to did not happen. He looked at his watch, and finally three long whistles sounded, and the game was over.

Inter Milan was eliminated!Their Champions League campaign for the season is over.

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