Reborn on top of football

Chapter 696 The White Knight (6)

When the Inter Milan players came out of the luxurious player tunnel again, Jose secretly looked back while talking to his assistant.He didn't know what methods these former students would come up with, but he knew that these students would definitely not bow their heads and admit defeat.

But on the surface, he didn't see anything.

The game restarted, and Wang Ai no longer retreated to the top of the penalty area, but was firmly nailed in the penalty area. Behind him, Sneijder, Pandev, and even Maicon who inserted the assist became very decisive , Once it is expected that it will not be able to break through, it will decisively kick into the penalty area.

At the beginning, everyone was a little lacking in confidence, so the signs were still not obvious, and Jose didn't pay much attention to it. It wasn't until 10 minutes into the second half, when everyone's thinking gradually became unified, that the power gradually emerged.

In the 13th minute of the second half, Maicon passed the assist to Pandev at the corner flag area. Pandev was immediately targeted by Pepe. After the two men pushed their arms to make a little space, Pandev did not spin and the landing point was not as good as that of Wang Ai. A cross of about 5 meters was sent to Real Madrid's goal.

Wang Ai got rid of Marcelo's entanglement, squeezed away Carvalho and grabbed the first point, turned around and was about to hit the door. If Ramos, who was chasing back, blocked Wang Ai with his body, Casillas All the sweat came down.

Jose sensed the danger, and Inter Milan's generals were encouraged. 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 pass from the sideline to the Real Madrid goal area. Casillas attacked in the air and intercepted. Wang Ai, who was dragged by Pepela and who was outside the goal area, suddenly shook his arm and broke free. After Pepe's clinging, he accelerated with a few strides and took off almost at the same time as Casillas. He was 10 centimeters higher than Casillas and Wang Ai, who was jumping with a sprint, finally landed before Cassie's hands touched the football. Touch the ball first.

A powerful header from Casey's hands, over his eyes, in desperate fashion.

Finally breaking the long blockade, Wang Ai opened his arms and roared towards the cheering blue and black in the stands. Behind his figure were Pepe, who was baring his teeth, and Cassie, who was expressionless.

Looking at the "hypocrite" who was embracing and celebrating with his former disciples, Jose shrugged his shoulders helplessly. If he could seal this guy up for an hour, his team members had already done well enough when he went all out. up.A striker with almost no weaknesses is simply terrifying.

The seasoned Carvalho looks so dull, the strong Ramos looks so cumbersome, the fierce Pepe looks so rough, the clever Marcelo looks so fragile... As long as he is there, victory is always full of uncertainty Without sex, the game will always easily become a test of offensive ability.

Jose, who made up his mind, stood up again and directed the kick-off. Since I can no longer fully restrict you, then 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 essence and climax of the audience, which no one expected, whether it was Florentino or Moratti in the box, whether it was Barcelona in Catalonia or Chelsea in Stamford Bridge In this master-apprentice 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 again.Under the delivery of Inter Milan's attack system regardless of cost, and with the cooperation of Wang Ai, who is as active and deadly as a dragon, Inter Milan also responded by penetrating Real Madrid's goal twice.

Even at the last minute, the two sides were still looking for opportunities to score goals. It was not until the referee blew his 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, and the white handkerchiefs covered the stands of Real Madrid fans like flowers on the grassland in spring.When Wang Ai walked to the sidelines and shook hands with Leonardo, he took the initiative to come to Jose. When Jose held Wang Ai's head in his hands and kept talking in the noise, the applause of fans from both sides merged together.

"You performed very well. The second long-range shot was unexpected. The third direct free kick is your specialty. No one can do a foul in the backcourt." This is the first sentence of Jose in the noise .

Wang Ai, who was panting, grinned: "They intercepted too fiercely, and they cooperated too well."

"You handled it rightly. At this time, you have to be decisive, and you have to be a little more ego, just like the South American players." Jose's eyes shone with a light called "good teacher".

"It's just too dangerous." Queen Wang Ai said in fear.

"We won, didn't we? A good result is a good result." Jose happily patted Wang Ai's shoulder: "Okay, the weather is very cold, don't catch a cold."

After finishing speaking, Jose turned around and took a coat, and was about to hand it to Wang Ai when he opened it. He suddenly saw the Real Madrid logo on the coat and the blue and black on Wang Ai's body... The intimacy between the two was instantly broken. This is not Stamford Bridge or Meazza, it is the Bernabeu.

I can't go back.

After just two seconds of stupefaction and embarrassment, the two smiled freely. The assistant took the coat from Jose's hand, and the master and apprentice hugged for the last time.

"Good luck," Jose said.

Wang Ai said, "I'll be waiting for you at Meazza."

"It's a good thing you didn't really put on that coat." Angelo Moratti joked with Wang Ai on the way back to the hotel: "Otherwise the sponsors will be unhappy, oh, maybe this is Jose It was a trap deliberately set for you."

Wang Ailang smiled, he understood what Angelo's "trap" meant.As the decline of Inter Milan became more and more obvious, the voices of the outside world about his transfer became more and more loud. Wang Ai even received a call from Florentino himself. Just like in previous years, the combination of Real Madrid + Wang Ai was once again rejected. Crazy rumors.

So if Jose really puts that coat on Wang Ai, it will be almost equivalent to "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 secretly sent a "goodbye" message to the Nerazzurri.

He doesn't want to cry when parting. Although he has been very happy in Milan for more than two years, and he will never forget the comfort of the shirtless early winter at home when he just arrived in Milan, he always has to leave. It's better to be more relaxed.

If it weren't for the addition of the Hercules Cup last year, which made his reputation "red to purple", and the next step would be "red to black", he would have left last summer.This is for precipitation and to reverse his negative perception of "never being loyal".Accompanying Inter Milan, which is still at its peak, this year, there will be no less honors, no less exercise, and I will bow my head for the time being and wait until I go to the next one before setting sail.

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