When the Inter Milan players once again walked out of the luxurious player tunnel, Jose secretly looked back while talking to his assistants. He didn't know what these former students would come up with, but he knew that these students would not surrender.
Give up.
But looking at the surface, he couldn't see anything.
The game restarted. Wang Ai no longer retreated to the top of the penalty area, but stayed firmly in the penalty area. Behind him, Sneijder, Pandev and even Maicon and others who provided assists became very decisive.
, once he predicts that he will not be able to break through, he decisively moves into the penalty area.
At first, everyone lacked confidence, so the signs were still not obvious, and Jose didn't take it too seriously. It wasn't until 10 minutes passed in the second half, and everyone's thinking gradually became unified, that the power gradually became apparent.
In the 13th minute of the second half, Maicon assisted Pandev in the corner flag area and passed it to Pandev. Pandev was immediately targeted by Pepe. After the two of them pushed their arms to create a little gap, Pandev's kick did not spin, and the landing point was different from Wang Ai's.
A cross of about 5 meters was sent to the front of Real Madrid.
Wang Ai shook off Marcelo's entanglement, squeezed away Carvalho and grabbed the first point. He turned around and was about to hit the goal. If Ramos, who was chasing after him, had not blocked Wang Ai with his body, Casillas
Sweat dropped from his head.
Jose sensed the danger, and the Inter Milan players were inspired. Before Jose could figure out a way, Inter Milan's first goal came.
In the 17th minute of the second half, Sneijder made a diagonal long pass from the sideline to the Real Madrid goal area. Casillas intercepted it in the air. Wang Ai, who was outside the goal area being dragged by Pepe, suddenly shook his arm and broke free.
After Pepe clung to him, he accelerated in a few strides and took off almost at the same time as Casillas. He was 10 centimeters taller than Casillas and Wang Ai took off with a sprint. Finally, before Casillas' hands touched the football, his hands
Touch the ball first from above.
A powerful and heavy header was completed in a desperate way from Cassie's hands and eyes.
Finally breaking the long blockade, Wang Ai opened his arms and roared at the cheering blue and black people in the stands. Behind him were the grinning Pepe and the expressionless Cassie.
Looking at the "hypocrite" hugging and celebrating with his former disciples, Jose shrugged helplessly. He was able to keep this guy clean for an hour because his team members had done a good enough job with his full strength.
. A striker with almost no weaknesses is simply terrifying.
The seasoned Carvalho seems so slow, the strong Ramos looks so bulky, the fierce Pepe looks so rough, the clever Marcelo looks so delicate... As long as he is around, victory will always be full of uncertainty.
Due to the nature of the game, it is always easy for the game to become a test of offensive ability.
Jose made up his mind and stood up again to direct the kick-off. Since I can no longer fully restrict you, it is better to be more offensive! Similarly, the Inter Milan generals who were inspired by this goal and became determined also completely let go of their hands and feet.
The last half hour of the game became the highlight and climax of the game, something that no one expected, whether it was Florentino or Moratti in the box, Barcelona in Catalonia or Chelsea at Stamford Bridge.
, in this master-disciple duel, after both sides have a winner, it becomes a stage where the winner is the winner.
Under Jose's frequent command, Inter Milan's defense line, which seemed to be commanded by a clumsy computer program, was penetrated twice. Under the delivery of Inter Milan's attack system at all costs, and with the cooperation of Wang Ai, who was as active and deadly as a dragon, Inter Milan's defense line was penetrated twice.
This side also responded by penetrating Real Madrid's goal twice.
Even at the last moment, both sides were still looking for scoring opportunities. It was not until the referee blew the whistle regretfully that the score of the game stayed at 4:3.
The listless Meilingers, who had been suppressed by the brave and fearless Inter Milan and Nerazzurri, finally became active. White handkerchiefs covered the stands of Real Madrid fans like flowers on the spring grassland. When Wang Ai walked to the sidelines and met Lai
After shaking hands, Leonardo took the initiative to come to Jose. When Jose held Wang Ai's head in his hands and kept saying something amidst the noise, fans from both sides applauded together.
"You performed very well. The second long-range shot was unexpected. The third direct free kick is your specialty. No one can do it without a backcourt foul." This was Jose's first sentence in the noise.
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Panting Wang Ai grinned: "They intercepted so fiercely and cooperated so well."
"You handled it right. At this time, you have to be decisive and be more self-sufficient, just like the South American players." Jose's eyes shone with a light called "being a good teacher".
"It's just too dangerous." Wang Ai said fearfully.
"We won, didn't we? A good result is a good thing." Jose happily patted Wang Ai on the shoulder: "Okay, the weather is very cold, don't catch a cold."
After saying that, Jose turned around and took a coat, unfolded it and handed it to Wang Ai. Unexpectedly, he saw the Real Madrid logo on the coat and the blue and black colors on Wang Ai... The intimate atmosphere between the two was instantly broken.
This is not Stamford Bridge or Meazza, this is the Bernabeu.
I can't go back.
After just two seconds of confusion and embarrassment, the two of them smiled freely, the assistant took the coat from Jose's hand, and the master and apprentice hugged each other for the last time.
Jose said: "Good luck."
Wang Ai said: "I'll wait for you at Meazza."
"Thankfully you didn't really put on that coat." Angelo Moratti joked with Wang Ai on the way back to the hotel: "Otherwise the sponsors would be unhappy, oh, maybe it's still Jose
It’s a trap deliberately set for you.”
Wang Ai laughed loudly. He understood what Angelo's "trap" meant. As Inter Milan's decline became increasingly obvious, the outside world's voices about his transfer became more and more loud. Wang Ai even received a personal call from Florentino.
The call came, just like in previous years, the combination of Real Madrid + Wang Ai was once again viral.
So if Jose really put that coat on Wang Ai, it would be almost an "official announcement".
Regarding the scandal with Real Madrid, Wang Ai did not refute the rumors. On the one hand, he used the news to put pressure on Bayern, and on the other hand, he also secretly conveyed a "goodbye" message to the Nerazzurri.
He didn't want to cry when parting. Although he had been very happy in Milan for the past two years or so, he would never forget the comfort of being shirtless at home in Milan when he first arrived in Milan. But he had to leave, and it was better to be free and easy.
If it hadn't been for the addition of the Hercules Cup last year that made his reputation "red to purple", and the next step would be "red to black", he would have left last summer. This was to settle down, and also to reverse his "from
The negative view of "disloyalty". This year with Inter Milan, which is still at its peak, there will be no less honors and no less training. I will bow my head for the time being and wait until I go to the next company.
This chapter has been completed!