King Bayern

Schaaf has long heard that cup games are hotbeds for upsets. It is very simple, because for low-level teams, cup games are the only chance to show their faces. In this era of popularity, it is still very possible to become famous with one goal .

So no matter what level of league teams, as long as they play cup games, they will be desperate, but Schaff obviously underestimated 1860.

"That No. 10 is really good. I swear that as long as we lose this game, we will sign him."

What Chen Mu never expected was that his fate with Bremen was planted in this way.

The 1860 players did what Chen Mu said, fighting for every inch of the penalty area in Bremen. Every drop of sweat they put in was to win more space for Chen Mu to shoot.

"Beep."

The referee blew the whistle, and 1860 got a free kick in the front court. At this time, Hassler replaced Shao Jiayi, replacing the Nigerian, and Shao Jiayi ran to take the free kick.

Chen Mu was lying in ambush at the front of the penalty area. Just when everyone thought the free kick would fall into the penalty area, unexpectedly, the ball passed to the front of the penalty area.

The Bremen fans turned their heads and looked, oh my god, it was the number 10 again, Chen Mu shot a violent kick, and the ball whizzed away.

But soon, the referee blew his whistle and gave Bremen player Baumann a yellow card.

"It was the ball hitting my hand, I didn't spread my arms."

The referee didn't listen. He pointed to his eyes, indicating that I could see clearly, so stop talking nonsense.

After getting a free kick in front of the penalty area, Chen Mu held the ball in his hands, obviously preparing to take the penalty himself. The other teammates saw it and stopped running to fight.

"This brat is a bit of a boss in the team now," Hasler thought to himself.

Wiese did not allow his goal to be broken by 1860 for the fourth time. He carefully lined up the wall and blocked all the shooting angles he could see.

"Miku, point to the left, I can still see the angle of the opponent's shot from your shoulder, block it for me."

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Chen Mu stood in front of the ball, all the fans held their breath, Hassler turned around, not daring to watch.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Mu remembered the scene with Xiaobei, and the words and deeds of Sauer and Effenberg.

The appearance of Sauer appeared in his mind, "When kicking a free kick, let the whole body be in the most relaxed state."

"why?"

"When you whip something, if your wrist is stiff, how do you exert force?"

In the past, Chen Mu seemed to understand, but now Chen Mu moved, approached the run, Chen Mu relaxed as much as possible, and fully exerted his strength at the moment of the final touch of the ball. The ball was like a spinning top wrapped in a whip, instantly gaining huge energy .

When the ball appeared in front of him, Wiese was powerless. He glanced at it and watched the fallen leaf ball fall into the net.

"The ball went in."

"Come in."

"Come in."

"It's Chen Mu again, he performed a hat-trick, and 1860 overtook it."

Weiser kicked the ball away in anger, and he poured all his anger on the football, while the artist-like Miku was talking to himself, as if praying to God, while the head coach Schaaf smiled wryly, He couldn't believe what he saw.

This time, after Chen Mu scored the goal, he never let those lunatics hold him back. Instead, he rushed to Hasler and gave the coach a passionate hug.

"I did it, head."

"Chen, I knew you could do it."

Soon those lunatics came running over, Chen Mu's face darkened, and he warned, "Don't even touch my head."

"Hahaha."

The game continued, Bremen lost all momentum, whether it was physical or mental, they couldn't raise it anymore. The final score was 4 to 3. 1860 defeated the Bundesliga champion Bremen at home.

After the game, Klose took the initiative to find Chen Mu, "Chen, I was surprised by your performance." Klose is a person who is not good at expressing. He gave a thumbs up and took off his jersey, and Chen Mu also took off his shirt. After taking off the jerseys, the scene of the two exchanging jerseys was photographed and was written about after the game.

In the mixed interview area, Chen Mu naturally became the focus of the media, but Chen Mu only accepted questions from one person, and that was Helen.

"how did you do that?"

"I was hungry for the game, so I did it, and thanks also to my teammates."

"We have noticed that your state has fluctuated greatly."

Chen Mu pointed to his legs, "I'm slowly getting better, but I still can't keep running at high speed every minute and every second."

Helen nodded, "If you keep acting like this, I believe you will return to Bayern Munich soon."

Chen Mu smiled slightly and avoided the topic.

"Damn, 30, I'm not dreaming." Guan Xiaobai's hand holding the lottery ticket was trembling. This was a huge sum of money to him, although he knew it was Chen Mu's money, but

Guan Xiaobai thought of a bad idea, "Hehe, let's do it this way."

"Soymilk, deep-fried dough sticks, breakfast is good."

"That is, I reward you, congratulations on winning the game."

Chen Mu chuckled, "By the way, give me the lottery ticket."

Guan Xiaobai pretended to be stupid, "What lottery ticket?"

"I gave you 1860 euros last time to buy [-] to win, did you forget?"

Unexpectedly, Guan Xiaobai took out 1 euros, "You are really right, I forgot, no, I will return [-] euros to you."

As soon as Chen Mu heard it, he became angry, "Guan Xiaobai, stop pretending."

This Guan Xiaobai is a born old drama player, and his pretentiousness is at least at the level of a ninth-degree black belt, "Cousin, I really forgot, I'm sorry."

Chen Mu slapped his phone on the table, "Guan Xiaobai, you think I'm stupid, I sent a text message after the money on my card went out, read it yourself."

Unexpectedly, Guan Xiaobai still denied it, "After I withdrew the cash, I went to the supermarket again, and finally I forgot."

Chen Mu put away the phone, "Guan Xiaobai, if you don't give me the lottery ticket today, I'll beat you up."

"Lottery? What lottery?"

"You're still in good spirits, aren't you?"

"Ah, let me go, murder my brother."

"Can you spit it out?"

"I really forgot. Didn't I pay you back the 1 yuan? Besides, why should I help you buy lottery tickets? Am I obligated?"

"Guan Xiaobai, you are shameless."

"Chen Mu, you are a scoundrel."

At this moment, Guan Xiaobai's phone rang, "I'll answer the phone."

"You warned you, after answering the phone, we are still not finished."

After answering the phone, Guan Xiaobai said: "The manager of your club called. It seems that he has something to do with the two of us. Let us go to his office."

"real or fake?"

"Look at the caller ID yourself."

"Fuck, it's really Robert's call."

"Let's go, stop making trouble, I'll buy you a lollipop later."

"Guan Xiaobai!"