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Chapter 281 What the hell is going on?! (85/136)

When Reyes lobbed the football into the AC Milan goal, many people could no longer remain calm.

The cheers that broke out in Mestalla were louder than ever before, and the sound was already comparable to the sound of a jet fighter taking off.

At this moment, there was only this one sound in Mestalla, and no other sounds could be heard besides it.

Even the commentator had to shut up at this time and wait for the excited Valencia fans to vent their anger.

The point with the highest decibel level soon passed, but the sound at the scene was still very noisy.

But I can finally talk.

"Oh God! What did we see? We saw a miracle! Valencia led AC Milan 3:0 at home! Who would have thought before the game? Valencia scored three goals in the first half!"

"Incredible! Unbelievable! Simply unbelievable! Before the game, many people thought that Valencia could not make a comeback at home. It was a foregone conclusion that they would be eliminated. This second round game was meaningless. But now they have equalized the total score! And the game is still

Forty-five minutes left! They have a chance to create a miracle!"

"The AC Milan players were stunned on the court! They couldn't believe that 3:0 in the first round would become 3:3 in the second round! Look at their expressions, full of confusion and pain...

Rencia scared them!”

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"Well done!!" behind the rostrum, Jaime Otti jumped up from his seat and shouted.

Under his leadership, other Valencia supporters sitting on the podium also stood up and cheered for Valencia's exciting first half.

Sanchez glanced back at them and noticed Oti looking at him provocatively.

So he and Soler beside him stood up again and applauded Valencia.

But in their hearts, they were all cursing Chang Sheng.

**! Can you come back from a three-goal deficit? Are you ** still a human being!

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Galliani's clenched hands could hardly hold it anymore, and his palms were all sweaty - he was frightened.

The moment Reyes scored, his heartbeat suddenly increased.

That ominous premonition turned into reality - his team suffered a disaster on the road!

Berlusconi didn't come to the scene because he had something to do. He did have something to do. He might not even watch the live broadcast of this game. So Galliani was thinking about whether to call Berlusconi and tell him that he would be there at the Mesta.

What happened to Leah.

Just when he had this idea, the phone in his pocket rang and vibrated.

He picked it up and saw that it was the boss's number.

After answering the phone in a quite noisy environment, Galliani still clearly heard Berlusconi's roar: "Adriano, you'd better explain to me, what's going on with him?

!”

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Berlusconi did not go to watch the match between AC Milan and Valencia. On the one hand, he felt it was unnecessary. What is worth watching in a game without any suspense? On the other hand, he did have something to do.

, at this time, he attended a dinner in Italy to thank those who had contributed to the election.

This was a high-end banquet, and the people present here were all Berlusconi's political partners, such as representatives of the "Northern League" who strongly resist immigration policies.

Of course, with Berlusconi's virtue, beauties with sexy clothes and slim figures are indispensable at any banquet.

There are two things Berlusconi likes most in his life, one is AC Milan and the other is beautiful women.

These beauties are also very attentive. Because they all know that getting close to and pleasing Berlusconi is a shortcut to their success. If they are lucky, they may be able to directly enter the political arena.

Surrounded by beauties, Berlusconi had a great time chatting with his political partners and allies.

Everyone knows that the Prime Minister of Italy is the owner of AC Milan. He likes football and AC Milan. So the best way to please him is to praise AC Milan.

AC Milan's performance this season is indeed worthy of these compliments.

They are making rapid progress in the league, and in the Champions League, they also defeated Valencia 3:0 in the first leg of the quarter-finals, and there is no doubt that they will advance to the semi-finals.

Guests came up one after another with glasses of wine and praised Berlusconi's team for how well they had beaten the shit out of Valencia.

They also happily recalled that Chang Sheng said before the first round that he wanted revenge, but unexpectedly he was given three goals by AC Milan at San Siro.

At this point, Berlusconi and the guests laughed happily.

People who can become political allies with Berlusconi are all right-wing in their political views and are naturally a little unhappy with China. Of course, they will not let go of such an opportunity to openly laugh at the Chinese.

"Chinese people also want to be head coaches? Do they understand football?"

"Chinese people are like this. They like to brag and talk big. I have contacts with them because of business reasons...I don't like anything about that country..."

"The Chinese have robbed our resources, robbed our market, and now they want to rob our football? It's a pity that this time they have defeated AC Milan! Ha!"



Someone was joking, wanting to please Berlusconi, and thought that there seemed to be a Champions League match today, which seemed to be a match between AC Milan and Valencia.

So I suggested that everyone come and watch this game.

Berlusconi seemed very happy to have so many people praising his team and readily agreed.

So the TV in the banquet hall was turned on and the waiter tuned it to the sports channel.

The screen is still flashing and the sound has appeared.

The noise was the shouts of the fans at the scene.

Very very noisy.

A fanatical atmosphere at the football scene hit us.

Everyone is smiling and looking forward to the scene appearing.

They want to see how AC Milan slaughtered Valencia led by the Chinese.

This is an entertainment program.

Surrounded by everyone, Berlusconi smiled brightly.

Then the screen gradually brightened.

The first scene that caught my eye was the Valencia players wearing white tops and black shorts running wildly... It looked like they were celebrating.

Are the Valencia players celebrating?

Just when everyone was stunned by what they saw, the commentator's voice rang out.

"Unbelievable... What should I say? AC Milan, which won 3:0 in the first round, was beaten 0:3 in the away game! The total score was equalized by Valencia!"

Everyone in the room became quiet. Some people turned to look at others, only to find that others were also looking at them, looking at each other.

The most important thing is that everyone's eyes finally turned to Berlusconi, asking: What is going on?

Berlusconi stared at the TV screen. His gaze seemed like two laser beams that could burn through the TV screen in front of him, all the way to Valencia on the other side of the Mediterranean Sea, and fall on the Chinese who was shouting.

!

The upper right corner of the TV screen shows the two warring parties and the score, which clearly shows Valencia 3:0 AC Milan.

As if he was still worried that Berlusconi could not understand, real-time subtitles were displayed at the bottom of the screen. There were real-time scores, players who scored goals, and most importantly, below the score of this game, there was the total score, which read "3:

3".

Evened!

Valencia, who was beaten so hard by AC Milan in the first round that they couldn't even fight back, actually equalized at their home court!

Berlusconi's smile froze on his face and became particularly ferocious. He took out his mobile phone and turned a blind eye to the gazes around him and the tenderness of the beautiful women.

Then he called Galliani.

"Adriano, you better explain to me, what the hell is going on?!"

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Galliani was complaining in his heart, but he still had to explain: "I don't know... Silvio, I don't know what's going on... We still had the upper hand in the first three minutes of the game.

But when we conceded the first goal in the fifth minute, the game seemed to be out of our control... No, there was no problem with the tactics. Ancelotti was playing defensive counterattack... But we were still scored by Valencia.

The ball... I don't know why, but it just happened..."

This phone call was extremely difficult. In addition to having to endure Berlusconi's roar, the conversation between the two people also had to be interrupted by cheers from the Mestalla Stadium.

When the cheers started, both Galliani himself and Berlusconi on the other end of the phone had to repeat the same sentence: "What did you say? I can't hear you clearly! You speak louder!! Damn it!"

Then, when the cheers subsided, they could continue to communicate.

After the fight was finally over, Berlusconi was still angry, but he did not continue to talk to Galliani because he also realized that it was useless to talk to Galliani. He had to talk to Galliani about this matter.

Head coach.

So he decided to call Ancelotti during halftime.

After hearing Berlusconi's plan, Galliani thought to himself, "You didn't watch the first half of the game. Otherwise, if you had, you wouldn't have called Ancelotti."

Because Ancelotti didn’t even do it!

Looking at the Valencia fans and players who seemed to be celebrating the Carnival in Rio de Janeiro, Galliani rubbed his bald head and couldn't think of any solution.

Today’s game is... evil!

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Galliani touched his bald head there, while Soler and Sanchez also looked at the court with their mouths agape.

There, Valencia's players were celebrating the goal wildly. Chang Sheng simply ran all the way from the coaching bench to where the players gathered to celebrate with them.

No one in the stands could continue to sit in their seats. They jumped up high, cheered, and kept jumping in the stands.

It was all like what they saw at the San Siro Stadium, but the people who did it were AC Milan fans.

Why?

What's going on?

What the fuck is going on?!

Like Berlusconi and Galliani, the two of them were full of questions and puzzled.

But it doesn’t really matter anymore, because whether they understand why or not, it doesn’t prevent Valencia from currently tying with AC Milan in the total score. (To be continued. Please search for Piaotian Literature and Novels. Better updates faster!)


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