Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

Sunday, 07:30 pm local time in Italy.

Under the night, the San Paolo Stadium was brightly lit.

In 15 minutes, the 19th round of the Italian Serie A, Naples will play against Inter Milan at home.

This is the first game after the winter break, and both sides attach great importance to it!

As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning.

During the winter break, the players lost their systematic training, and everyone's physical condition is very different.

Can they gather together in a short time after returning to the team and play well in the first game after the winter break.

It is the direction of the second half of the league.

Not only the players and coaches are ready.

The fans are also full of thoughts——

I haven't seen you play football for almost a month, what level is it now, can the new players integrate into the team...

Huaxia Kingdom, Zhangjiagang, an all-night barbecue restaurant.

Three fans, Fatty Wang, Zhang Datou, and A Fei, gathered at a round table, looking forward to the start of the game.

In order to attract popularity, the owner of the barbecue shop specially set up a projection screen indoors to play the ball game on a rolling basis.

Just after watching AC Milan's home game against Juventus, Fatty Wang chatted with Zhang Datou.

Fatty Wang is a Barcelona fan, Li Datou is an AC Milan fan, and only A Fei is an Inter Milan fan.

"Milan is really strong. Facing Juventus's offensive power, they just gave them zero points. The defense is very good!" Fatty Wang, the uncle, lit a cigarette depressedly and smoked.

The curling smoke is just like his sadness at the moment.

He bought 1000 Juventus to win, but he was in vain, and now his heart hurts to death!

Beside Fatty Wang is his good friend Li Datou.

Li Datou took out a Huazi from the cigarette case that Fatty Wang put on the table, and nodded triumphantly.

"Hahahaha, I haven't seen such a cool ball for a long time! Milan is awesome, yyds!"

"Now, we are only 5 points away from the No. [-] Inter Milan, and we are less than two games away!"

"Yes, yes," Fatty Wang extinguished his eyes and spread his hands, "In a quarter of an hour, Inter Milan is going to face Naples. This is a strong opponent! If I remember correctly, the news before the game said that Inter Milan has four Haven't won a game at this stadium for years!"

Snapped!

Ah Fei slapped the lighter in his hand on the table!

He was the youngest, and he dismissed what Fatty Wang and Datou Li said.

This game hasn't been played yet, and Inter Milan is about to admit defeat?That's a fart.

"What are you talking about? What's wrong with not winning for four years? Records are meant to be broken. Now that we have Ye Chen, Inter Milan is no longer what it used to be!"

"Milan just beat Juventus, they beat us this season?"

"In the first round of the confrontation, Inter Milan's fans jumped the wall and threw fireworks into the stadium. The referee directly awarded them a 0-3 loss. Otherwise, we would score four or five of them, just like playing!"

Fatty Wang and Datou Li made click-tsk sounds and filled up the wine for Ah Fei.

Fatty Wang said: "Young people, don't be too crazy. Are you drunk before the game starts?"

"Although I am not a Serie A fan, I also watch Serie A. The reason why Naples has been able to maintain competitiveness in Serie A these years and often enter the Champions League is because of their very good home results!"

"That's right," Milan fan Li Datou continued to take out a Huazi from Fatty Wang's cigarette case and lit it, "Do you know that the St. At most one or two in a season, it's not easy!"

Ah Fei looked at Li Datou and Fatty Wang, and suddenly smiled.

"You two, how about we make a bet?"

"If Inter Milan wins, every time you win a goal, you will pay for a table in this store that is eating, if you win two, you will buy two tables, three tables for three, and so on, how about that?"

Fatty Wang and Li Datou were stunned for a moment, with a look of hesitation flashing in their eyes.

"What if Inter Milan lost to Naples?" Li Datou asked back.

"Then, hehe," A Fei laughed, "Then I'll pay you all for a month's supper. Anyway, you have invited me many times before. If Inter Milan loses, just treat it as my favor!"

"Yes!" Fatty Wang and Datou Li laughed.

Li Datou pointed to the curtain a few meters away, "Come on, the game is about to start, get ready everyone!"

Fatty Wang yelled into the store: "Boss, six more bottles of beer, one hand of beef, one hand of beef tendon, and one hand of butter!"

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"Oh!"

Ye Chen fell back and was knocked to the ground!

In the 12th minute of the first half, Naples, who were playing at home, took a long shot from the outside of the penalty area, and it hit Ye Chen's face.

It was the Brazilian midfielder Alan of Naples who shot.

This player has hard feet and is also a heavy gunner. He has scored three long-range shots so far this season.

This explosive shot 30 meters away from the penalty area was blocked by Ye Chen, who was actively returning to defense.

Alan didn't kick Ye Chen in the face on purpose, his footwork was not so accurate, he wanted to shoot.

But looking at Ye Chen who was knocked to the ground by himself, Alan couldn't help feeling proud.

"Hey, you are not known as the number one long-range shooter in Serie A, let me give you a taste of my Naples heavy gunner."

The referee stopped the game and signaled Inter Milan's team doctor to enter the field.

However, Inter Milan's team doctor was indifferent.

The other Inter Milan players also stood still. Not as the referee expected, a few Inter Milan players would come up to check Ye Chen's feelings.

"Aren't you going to take a look?" The referee couldn't help asking.

Barrera squatted on the ground to adjust his shoelaces, and replied without raising his head:

"It's okay, headshots are okay, Ye Chen's head is made of iron, both above and below."

Lautaro came over and patted the referee on the shoulder with a relaxed face: "You let him lie down for 30 seconds, he will get up by himself, it doesn't matter."

referee:? ? ?

Eriksson, the new aid introduced by Inter Milan in the winter, ran over from the distance of the court at this time.

He felt so strange.

Why are the big guys indifferent to Ye Chenbi's headshot!

At least I should go up to see the injury, Inter Milan is too disunited...

"Ye Chen, you didn't..."

Eriksson just leaned over to look at Ye Chen, before he finished speaking, Ye Chen straightened up like a carp and bounced up.

His gaze was like a torch, and he took a five-second horse stance on the spot!

Then smiled at Eriksson and left.

Iron cloth shirt with golden bell cover (Level [-]), which makes Ye Chen immune to injuries.

This headshot, except for the short-term dizziness and pain in the face, did not cause any injuries to Ye Chen.

The brow bone and bridge of the nose are fine.

This stunned Inter Milan's new aid, the Danish Eriksson!

His eyes were wide open.

Such a heavy headshot!

It's still a headshot headshot!

Everyone fell back and fell to the ground!

If it were me, I would lie on the ground for a few minutes, and then the team doctor would come in and spray a burst of ice-cold spray. Only after the team doctor made sure that the bridge of the nose and brow bones were not injured, could I barely open my eyes slowly.

But why didn't Inter Milan's team doctor enter the field?

Why didn't the teammates come to see Ye Chen?

Why did Ye Chen jump up after lying down for less than 30 seconds?

Also, what did he mean by that strange movement of squatting down on his knees and raising his hands horizontally?

Eriksson stared blankly at the back of Ye Chen leaving alive and kicking.

The new player who just arrived in the winter transfer has big question marks on his forehead.