Hahahaha...hahahaha, in the sky above the stadium, a huge sound of ridicule resounded throughout the stadium, lasting for a long time. Of course, the ridicule came from the Juventus fans, while the Inter Milan side was full of abuse.
Voice.
But the common goal is that Samuel who was deceived by Chen Long. At this moment, he has indeed turned into a rock, a dull and ashamed stone...
What are you doing? I was busy memorizing the little pervert's mobile phone number, but the little pervert scored the goal effortlessly. How should I explain now? Samuel grabbed his head in annoyance.
, I couldn’t let myself accept this fact even if I scratched my head.
After entering, Chen Long did not celebrate, but walked over to Samuel, and took the initiative to reach out and pat his shoulder: "I said, Old Sa, it's your fault for being careless and unable to guard against me, but then
Heal the injury, that's absolutely true, you, um... just accept it with your condolences, and we'll see you at Higuain's place after the game."
The shameless Chen Long actually ran to comfort Samuel after scoring a goal. This level of shamelessness is really beyond the reach of ordinary people. The host was still laughing and slapping the table just now, holding back his laughter.
Now that I saw Chen Long like this, I couldn't help but laugh and scold him.
Samuel could only pretend that he didn't hear half of it, and continued to stand there like a rock... This is the best way. Treat yourself as a dead person, motionless, this is the best way to hide.
After getting what he wanted, Chenlong walked back slowly, while Marchionne off the court had already gone to the fourth official to yell.
"This kid is harassing me to let my team members go, and is deceiving everyone with his monstrous words!" Marchionne protested loudly to the fourth official regardless of his identity.
"There is no rule in the game that players from both sides cannot communicate, although it was a bit loud." The official with a serious face replied firmly. In fact, even he wanted to laugh out loud. He had never seen anything like this.
A game was so funny that even the other team's players were fooled.
"But he swore!" Seeing that the trick didn't work, Marchionne quickly switched to other beats.
"That's the referee's business and has nothing to do with me." The official still looked dead. He thought, "You are not an idiot. You can't even control your own players. It's really embarrassing to be led by others."
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The TV camera captured Marchionne's madness and brought everything into the audience's sight.
And Conte was already high-fiving the aliens around him.
Tsk, tsk, I didn’t expect the little pervert’s skills to be as good as mine. It turns out that his verbal skills are even more profound. I admire you, I admire you...the alien smiled evilly.
Three goals were scored in a row. This third goal was even more unacceptable to Inter Milan. They were so stupid that they were stunned. Two to three, the time plus overtime was probably less than seven or eight minutes.
The feeling of falling from heaven to hell is truly unacceptable.
No one expected that the third goal would come in such a comical way. Everyone just saw such a scene at that time. Chen Long was chatting with Samuel non-stop, and suddenly he took
The ball easily bypassed Samuel, who was still scratching his head and thinking about something. As a result, after Chenlong scored easily, it took Samuel a while to react.
Could it be that he was bewitched? Chen Long cast a legendary witchcraft spell on him? The host couldn't find any better reason to excuse Samuel, so he had to blame Chen Long...
Crazy people are scary, especially when a team is crazy. So when the Inter Milan people were completely irritated and crazy, Juventus received a crazy bombardment in the last few minutes. Company commander Yuto Tomo
and Zanetti were fully involved in the battle, Samuel also temporarily woke up from his hazy state, and all attacked, but Chen Long was completely forgotten by them and pushed into a corner.
Yes, since we are losing, why should we continue like this? We might as well take advantage of the last moment and go crazy. If Chen Long still seizes the opportunity in the end, it can only be said to be destiny.
The haze in the sky has long since dissipated, and the sun has shown its smiling face, just like the sunshine written on the faces of Juventus fans. I wonder if God feels that Inter Milan is too pitiful, or it wants to bring the game back to a draw, in Inter Milan
Under the crazy bombing, there was another accident at the end of the game. Juventus was extremely happy but sad...
Vidal had a handball! The handball in the penalty area was not intentional. Vidal obviously stretched his hand behind his back, but he still touched the ball...
"Sneijder! Shameless Sneijder! Damn his uncle," Vidal cursed. He thought the ball was deliberately kicked by Sneijder! He ran to the referee and protested loudly, but the referee
The referee ignored him, instead showed him a yellow card and pointed to the penalty spot.
Penalty kick, this is a penalty kick, the host said tremblingly, obviously he did not expect that the referee would award a penalty kick: This is a penalty kick that can be awarded or not, the camera has clearly captured it, Sneijder is
Deliberately kicking the ball towards Vidal, he could have got out of the way to shoot, but he didn't do that. He took the risk and chose a safer way, to make a penalty kick!
Other Juventus players also gathered around the referee, obviously they also thought the ball was too hot. As for Chen Long, he did not get involved with them, but began to think: Even if he is as powerful as Buffon, he can save the penalty kick.
The probability is less than 125%. It seems that this time it is hanging... How about I guard the door? He suddenly had an idea.
The people of Inter Milan were so excited. This time it was their turn to be excited. They all high-fived each other. The penalty kick was obviously no different from a goal. Sneijder held the ball and walked to the penalty spot...
Since the resistance was ineffective, the Juventus people could only accept the result silently. Buffon tightened his gloves and walked straight to the goal, preparing to accept Sneijder's challenge.
"Jiji, wait a minute." Just as Buffon was getting ready and standing in front of the door, Chen Long called him slowly.
"What?" Jiji was a little surprised when he heard Chenlong calling him.
"Let me guard it. I can save his ball."
"Nani?! Are you here to defend? Did I hear you correctly? Longlong, this joke can't be made casually." Buffon looked at Chenlong in disbelief. He thought Chenlong was going to tell him the secret of saving the ball, but no.
Thinking that Chen Long wanted to switch positions with him to guard the goal...
"I'm not kidding, I'm here to guard. I gave the order as a coach." Chenlong knew he would be surprised and said with a serious face.
"Are you sure?"
"Sure." Chenlong didn't waste any words and responded with the same two words.
What is he going to do? Is he going to guard the goal? The host couldn't help but guessed in surprise when he saw Buffon taking off his gloves from his hands and handing them to Chen Long.
"Is this guy a better goalkeeper than Buffon?" The alien said in surprise. Conte next to him also looked surprised. Even he didn't know whether Chen Long also had an unusual talent in goalkeeping.
