Stop the ball ten meters away, the goal depends on Meng

Chapter 117 Kill the game!
"Hold the ball!"

Kissing Su Changwei's failed vice-captain Abbiati loudly reminded his teammates to pay attention to this corner kick.

Bonera, Yepes, Antonini and others quickly withdrew from the penalty area and arranged a defensive formation.

"It's a close call!"

In the live broadcast room thousands of miles away, Shen Fangjian was still immersed in the extreme rescue just now:

"The vast majority of offensive players are just putting on airs when defending. Only Su Changwei can fight to this extent!"

Jia Tianning really wanted to add something to him:
"Other strikers will also work hard to defend, such as Torres..."
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The counterattack just now almost succeeded, which made the Samp players somewhat unwilling.

After the corner kick, they also assembled a heavy force and entered the Milan penalty area, preparing to gain a chance.

The fourth official has already raised the electronic card, and there are only 3 minutes of stoppage time.

If Samp can score a goal, Milan will completely lose hope of a comeback!

"drink!"

Soriano observed for nearly half a minute before finally taking a corner kick.

Rossini, who is 1.9 meters tall, jumped high, but at the moment when he was about to touch the football, Abbiati, who was 1.9 meters and [-] meters tall, punched the ball first and smashed the ball out!
Nocerino, who grabbed the spot, turned his body sideways and kicked the ball!
At this time, Kaka and Su Changwei, who were the most physically fit, turned around and rushed towards the opponent's half at the same time!
"Counterattack!"

Allegri couldn't sit still for a long time:

"Rush me!"

Kaka, who received the ball, changed direction and wiped Samp's midfielder, striding forward with the ball!

Su Changwei did not sprint parallel to him, but ran a diagonal line after crossing the middle circle!
Samp's players staying behind were stunned for a moment, and Kaka had already distributed the ball to the right!
At this moment, Su Changwei was unguarded!

He took two steps forward and broke into the restricted area!

[Abandon the door and attack?Or stay on the goal line? 】

Romero was still hesitating, but Su Changwei had already made a choice in the next second!

He kicked decisively on the edge of the small penalty area and shot into the far corner!

Romero subconsciously stretched his leg to the right, trying to make a final struggle, but it still didn't help!

The football scrapes the turf and rolls into the side net!

(Figure)

2: 1!

As the football rolled across the goal line, Su Changwei jumped directly onto the billboard on the sidelines.

He opened his arms to the fans and greeted the biggest cheers of the night at the San Siro Stadium!
"Su!"

"Su!!"

"Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!"

This is his first official goal after joining AC Milan!
It was also the victory of the first official game he led Milan to win!
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"The leather jacket is bright! The leather jacket is bright!!!"

Shen Fangjian, who had been holding back for almost two hours, finally vented:

"Su Changwei overtook the score for AC Milan in the last half minute of the regular game!"

"Allegri should be thankful that he first thought of Su Changwei when he was behind in the game, and this became his magic move to turn defeat into victory!"

"Some people questioned that Su Changwei could not lead the old Milan to victory after leaving Real Madrid's many superstars. After watching these 20 minutes, they can shut up!"

"Robinho can be called the second hero of this game. Because of his timely injury, Su Changwei was able to play, and the team won because of this!"

Jia Tianning looked at the old partner who was talking more and more outrageous, feeling a little scared:
[This guy, this summer vacation... really drove him crazy! 】
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2:1 is not over yet.

From leading by one goal to conceding two goals in a row, Sampdoria was somewhat unacceptable.

In the final stoppage time, they chose to fight with their backs!
Those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes!

If you can score a goal at the last moment, that is also a great victory!

But Milan's morale was even higher. Samp's attack finally crossed the center line, but was cut off by Montolivo and Nocerino!

Nocerino stretched out his foot almost subconsciously and pushed the ball to the feet of Su Changwei who was the closest!
Milan's counterattack started again!
Pacini, Kaka, and Boateng fired three arrows at once, and entered Sampdoria's restricted area from three directions!

Su Changwei accelerated and cut to the right, and then sent a pass to the ground before Costa blocked it!
The football jumped into the penalty area from between Costa's legs!

Boateng could have received it, but he rushed too hard, and even fell in front of the goal with Rossini who was marking him. Instead, he missed the ball to Kaka who was outflanking him in the middle!
Romero's attention was attracted by Boateng, and it was too late to change direction at this moment!

Kaka stretched out his foot and gave a light push, and the ball rolled into the net!

3: 1!

AC Milan completely killed the game!
"Kaka!"

"Kaka!!"

The roar of mountains and tsunami sounded again from the stands.

Kaka also had a smile on his face.

He opened his arms flat, feeling the applause and cheers of the fans.

The feeling of being able to score goals in the first game back to Milan...is really wonderful!
【He... originally wanted to pass it on to me! 】

Boateng, who missed the goal, hit the turf with a punch.

The look at Su Changwei also became more complicated:

【He never regarded me as an enemy! 】

[It's me...too narrow-minded! 】

[He just wants the No. 10 jersey! 】

[I don't like number 10, why can't I give it to him? ! 】

[After the game is over, I will throw a big banquet to apologize for my actions! 】

[Since he likes 10 so much, I will arrange 10 girls for him! 】

[Boateng, friendliness +10!Current friendliness: 15! 】

Boateng was still blaming himself and introspecting, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game:

"Drip, drip, drip~~~"

Su Changwei hugged Kaka with his left arm and Pazzini with his right. The three substitutes were all grinning from ear to ear!

【beep~】

He also received the reward message for this game:

[Receive one goal and two assists, lucky value +5! 】

[Contribute key defense, lucky value +3! 】

[In this game, surpassing the target player Abate, the luck value is extra +5! 】

[Current lucky value: 83! 】
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"Whoo~"

Allegri can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

It was just the first league game of the new season, and the opponent was weak, but he felt the excitement of ups and downs.

He glanced at the players who were thanking the fans, smiled and high-fived the two assistants.

Tassotti muttered:
"This is bad!"

"That kid really came to help the poor with technology!"
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"I'm a reporter from Gazzetta dello Sport, Sofia, can I interview you?"

Su Changwei, who finished the celebration, was about to leave the player tunnel, but was blocked by reporters in the mixed interview area.

Su Changwei agreed without hesitation.

But before he could stand still, he saw the head coach trotting over:

"I should have said that new players who have not received media courses cannot be interviewed for the time being!"

Su Changwei, who lost the opportunity to appear on the screen, could only curl his lips, watching Ambrosini talking to the camera, while he followed Kaka to the dressing room.

"Hey guy!"

Boateng suddenly hugged his shoulder from behind:

"There is a party tonight, do you want to come together?"

Probably worried that Su Changwei would not like it, he hurriedly explained:

"You are satisfied, I will handle the matter, don't worry!"

Considering that this was the first invitation from his teammates, out of politeness, Su Changwei did not refuse, but reluctantly agreed:
"Don't mess around, I'm just an adult!"

Boateng winked at him for a while:
"Then let Brother Kevin take you to experience the joy of a grown man!"
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Since the author has never experienced the joy of being one player against ten, and the starting point has harmonized me three times, I will not describe it here.

Su Changwei, who didn't drink alcohol in the national team, tried to break the precept again under the instigation of Boateng. As expected, he didn't even recognize all ten beauties, and lost consciousness due to brain fragments.

When he woke up from the hotel the next day, it was already high in the sun.

Fortunately, Allegri gave everyone a day off, otherwise the news that he was drunk and late would definitely hit the headlines!

He sat up unsteadily from the bed, and was about to go to the bathroom to wash up, but he found a lace panty wrapped around his arm at some point...

On the white sheets, there were obviously many water stains left.

With a blank mind, he couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth:
"Damn it, I'm at a loss!"
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After the hangover, he didn't want to do anything, so he simply turned on the TV and watched programs casually.

Unconsciously, it was noon, and he continued to lie on the bed because he didn't want to eat.

The screen suddenly flashed and came to a familiar scene.

"Welcome to the group draw ceremony for the 2012-2013 UEFA Champions League group stage..."

Aside from the two hosts, a man and a woman, a somewhat handsome bald man stood in the center of the stage.

Su Changwei is very familiar with him, the secretary general of UEFA, Infantino.

He is introducing the 32 teams entering the Champions League and the rules of the draw.

Due to the existence of Su Changwei, Real Madrid finally won the Champions League last season, which also caused Chelsea to lose their Champions League tickets, and Tottenham, which ranked fourth in the Premier League, qualified for the competition.

The UEFA Champions League in this time period is still divided according to the club's European war points:

Pot [-]: Real Madrid, Barcelona, ​​Manchester United, Bayern, Arsenal, Porto, AC Milan, Valencia

Pot 04: Benfica, Shakhtar Donetsk, Zenit St Petersburg, Schalke [-], Manchester City, Braga, Dynamo Kiev, Olympiacos

Pot [-]: Ajax, Anderlecht, Juventus, Spartak Moscow, Paris Saint-Germain, Lille, Galatasaray, Celtic

Pot [-]: Borussia Dortmund, Borisov, Dinamo Zagreb, Cluj, Malaga, Montpellier, North Zealand (Denmark), Tottenham

The final draw results are as follows:
Group A: Porto, Dynamo Kiev, Paris, Dynamo Zagreb
Group B: Arsenal, Schalke, Celtic, Montpellier

Group C: Milan, Zenit, Anderlecht, Malaga
Group D: Real Madrid, Manchester City, Ajax, Dortmund

Group E: Valencia, Miners, Juventus, North Zealand
Group F: Bayern, Olympiacos, Lille, Borisov

Group G: Barcelona, ​​Benfica, Spartak Moscow, Tottenham

Group H: Manchester United, Braga, Galatasaray, Cluj
"Zenit, Anderlecht, Malaga?"

"What are these cats and dogs?!"

Seeing the grouping results, Su Changwei was very dissatisfied!
Even without his own existence, Milan can advance in this group with its head held high, right?

How can this reflect your own value?
(End of this chapter)