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Chapter 186 The Champions League final roster is released: AC Milan vs. Real Madrid

Chapter 186 The Champions League final roster is released: AC Milan vs. Real Madrid
VIP box.

The Bayern stars had mixed expressions.

With such a disparity in paper strength between the two teams, they were still defeated by their opponents at home. It was always a bit difficult for them to accept.

"We cannot completely deny Pep's tactical thinking just because the team was eliminated from the Champions League. Any head coach who integrates the tactical system into the team will need time to run in. The establishment of a dynasty does not happen overnight."

Beckenbauer recalled the 72 Champions League semi-finals and how he lost the game at that time.But it is precisely because of this that victory will become even more precious in the future.

Rummenigge frowned, and transfer funds for next season are limited. Bayern currently lacks a strong forward.

Madrid.

Ronaldo looked at Kaka on the screen and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Go hard for tomorrow's game!"

Modric shook his eyebrows in surprise. Ronaldo in this state is really rare.

But he is also curious about this team that has never been favored by anyone but has made it all the way from the Champions League play-offs.

Especially Milan No. 13, whose understanding of space and time made him see a familiar figure.

Benzema leaned against the cabinet, not knowing what he was thinking, perhaps wondering whether he would take the blame in the next game.

Bell was massaging his soleus muscle.

Marcelo carefully wipes his sneakers.

Xabi Alonso shuddered, and every time he saw that man, he would feel pain filling his body.

He was thinking about taking the initiative to get a yellow card in the next game so that he would not have to play in the final.

I was lucky last time and only broke one rib. What about this time?
Di Maria secretly determined to avenge Messi.

Khedira smiled happily.

This extremely powerful galactic battleship is ready to set sail and start a new chapter.

London.

Hazard took out a burger from his arms. In order to maintain competitive condition, he deliberately did not ask for salad dressing and used fish instead of beef.

Look, what a healthy burger!

"Well, tomorrow's home game. I believe we can win the game."

Azar's cheeks puffed up and he muttered.

"Come on!"

Terry's expression was extremely serious.

In the corner of the conference room, Torres looked at the screen silently, his pupils alternating between dark and light.

Since arriving at Chelsea, he seems to have been lost in the night at Stamford Bridge. He no longer scores goals and is no longer high-spirited.

Then his eyes became firm again
"Hey, here comes the head!"

Someone shouted something, and Azar was so frightened that he quickly hid the burger in a drawer, wiped the food residue from the corner of his mouth with lightning speed, and watched the game intently.

Allianz Arena.

Post-match press conference.

The coaches of both teams were calm.

Guardiola is not someone who loses his mind when he loses a game.

"It was a difficult night for us, for me and for the players, and the reason we lost today is because we didn't control the game, which we did against Manchester United and even against Arsenal. , but today, we didn’t. If you can’t take the initiative to control the game, it will be difficult to seize opportunities when you play against a team like Milan.”

"We played badly today and that's my responsibility, we are a top team in Europe, but today we were punished wrongly and I will try to help the players get back on track."

"Finally, Qin is a very good player and I look forward to his performance in Lisbon!"

Allegri is not someone who gets carried away after winning a game.

"Bayern is a respectable opponent. If you want to win against them, you must give 120% of your efforts. Fortunately, we finally did it."

"Although I made some mistakes in the first half and gave the opponent too much space, which led to the score being overtaken for a time. But then Qin scored a goal that could be recorded in history, which greatly boosted morale and made the The players are back in shape."

"Next, the club will focus most of its energy on the league and Italian Cup. After all, the Champions League final will wait until nearly a month later."

Return to your hotel.

Qin Yun declined the invitation from his teammates to summarize after the game.

After all, I am a family man, so it is always inappropriate to go to the red light district.

Not to mention that he was very tired now, as if he hadn't slept for two days and two nights, and just wanted to have a good sleep.

Just then, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Erwa: [I will pick you up at 2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. I have long wanted to introduce Heynckes and Guardiola to you. 】

There will be no gap between the two because of the competition. That is the behavior of children.

Qin Yun chatted with Mueller for a while, then excused himself to take a shower and turned on the system.

"Chain mission completed!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Beckenbauer "Forge ahead" module!"

As his eyes flashed, Qin Yun felt like crying but had no tears left. He was careless.

Unexpectedly, after the module is completed, it will also enter a special mode.

Looking at the pictures that began to flow in his field of vision, Qin Yun found that the challenge this time was more difficult and required a whole game.

Qin Yun patted his cheek and carefully observed the situation on the field.
Rather than blindly reincarnation again and again, it is better to concentrate on taking each training seriously, end the challenge early, and go to bed early.

This time he came to the 1974 World Cup.

Munich Olympic Stadium.

Germany VS Netherlands!

Beckenbauer VS Cruyff!

Football Emperor VS Football Saint!
With a whistle.

The game officially begins.

In the 54th second of the opening period, Cruyff was brought down while dribbling in the penalty area. The Netherlands won a penalty kick, and Neeskens scored in one stroke.

Qin Yun was stunned. What kind of hell is this?
But the next scene shocked him again. Beckenbauer launched an attack from the backcourt, attracting great attention from the opponent and helping Breitner and Gerd Muller score two goals in a row.

Although it looked simple, he understood the difficulty.

Qin Yun did not rush to start, but carefully reviewed it in his mind.

Although he is not as powerful as Beckenbauer, he still has his own advantages.

That means he understands Cruyff better
the first time.

Germany 0-1 Netherlands
the second time.

Germany 0-2 Netherlands
the third time.

Qin Yun has found the rhythm of his opponent's attack. Although he cannot compare with Beckenbauer in offense, he can make up for it in defense. You must know that there are many big players behind him.

Cruyff turned his gaze to the opposite side, always feeling that his thoughts were being seen through, wondering, is Beckenbauer already so strong?

Germany 0-0 Netherlands
Although they lost 3-4 on penalty kicks, there is always hope.

Finally, after countless reincarnations, the black and white picture shattered.

That night.

News about the Champions League semi-finals was spread like crazy.

"Winning both rounds 5:3, where is Milan's limit?" 》

"Nine goals are related to him, Qin Yun leads the assist list by a cliff!" 》

"Shocked, is it the loss of humanity or the distortion of morality? Milan stars went to the red light district together after the game! "How to solve the team's defensive problems with the melon-style tactical system? 》

Fans also launched heated discussions.
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[If Real Madrid advances, wouldn’t going to Lisbon be equivalent to playing at home? 】
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[Indeed, Ronaldo’s influence in Portugal is too great. 】
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[Why are you all paying attention to this? Milan players went to prostitutes together after the game. This is simply unreasonable! 】
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[Fortunately, there is no Qin Yun in the list of revelations, only Balotelli and Shaarawi. Compared with the previous days of washing clothes and going to nightclubs before Derby, this is a small matter. 】
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[Let’s see if Chelsea can learn from Milan tomorrow and shoot down the Galaxy Battleship at Stamford Bridge. 】
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[I guess it’s too bad. Real Madrid’s lineup is so luxurious that it feels like even the substitutes can make a team on their own. 】
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[T9, take my car and rush again! 】

The next day.

Warm sunlight poured into the house through the partially closed windows.

Qin Yun rubbed his head and got up from the bed. He had forgotten how many reincarnations it took to defeat the Netherlands. In the end, Cruyff pointed at his nose and cursed, which is still fresh in his memory. It seems that the old man's temper is not very good. .

After washing up, as soon as he walked to the door of Allegri's room, he heard an angry voice coming from inside.

"At a critical moment, you actually dare to go out with the club behind your back. Don't you want to play in the next game?"

"Stephen, say it!"

"Boss, I refused at first, but Mario strongly invited me."

"Boss, I don't."

Qin Yun decisively gave up the idea of ​​knocking on the door and hid honestly at the door.

After listening to the reprimand for half an hour, I only heard a "click" and the door was opened.

Shaarawi and Balotelli walked out listlessly with sad faces.

"Boss, I want to take a day off. Muller wants to play with me."

Qin Yun knocked on the door gently and said inside.

Allegri looked back and immediately changed his face, "No problem, have fun!"

Balotelli curled his lips, "I don't accept the proper differential treatment!"

Shalawi sighed, "Forget it, don't ask for trouble. If Paul gets stabbed, we will probably have to be reprimanded again."

Qin Yun blinked at the two of them and left the hotel with brisk steps.

Otterfen, south of Munich.

Mueller took Qin Yun to his horse farm.

Ever since Muller dated Lisa, he has been obsessed with horse breeding. Although the club strictly prohibited him from riding horses, he still couldn't stop his enthusiasm.

As soon as I got off the bus, I heard a "thumping" sound coming from the stables.
"Come on, Roses is giving birth!"

Mueller closed the car door forcefully and hurried over.

Qin Yun was confused and at a loss to follow. After all, he only had a deep understanding of the Ocean Horse.

Then he saw a scene that shocked him for 100 years.

I saw Muller put on gloves skillfully and partnered with the horse breeder to deliver the mare.

after an hour.

Qin Yun was standing in front of the stable studying.

Suddenly the foal opened its dark eyes, stood up slowly, and walked towards him curiously.

Mueller said happily: "It will think of the first thing it sees as its mother, Qin, congratulations!"

Qin Yun was confused. He wanted to be a father, but he wanted to be a mother?

"Chirp!"

Turning his head to meet the mare's hostile eyes, the feeling was beyond words.

"By the way, I'm going to name it 'Qin', what do you think?"

Muller puts on a new pair of gloves.

"Eh not bad."

Qin Yun couldn't bear to refuse, and after the visit just now, he also became somewhat curious about horse breeding.

"By the way, this is the Heynckes I often mention. I raised him with Pizarro. He was only brought over from London half a year ago."

"This is Guardiola, a Holsteiner, very suitable for equestrian sports."

"This is Neuer"

After Mueller finished cleaning up, he began to talk non-stop and began to introduce.

There are about thirty horses in his stable, and they are basically named after his friends.

Happy times are always short-lived.

Qin Yun left reluctantly, thinking about raising one when he returned to Milan. It happened that the old horse's home also had a stable.

As he embarked on his flight back to Italy.

Another Champions League semi-final begins.

Stamford Bridge.

At the beginning of the game, Real Madrid unexpectedly chose to play in the backcourt and hide in defense.

Ancelotti made it clear that he would rely on his two-goal advantage in the first round to drag the game to the end.

After all, after so many years as a coach, I have long learned to be timid.

The most important thing is that Fatty An's "political work" has done a good job, making the Real Madrid star put down his body to defend. This is not something that can be done easily.

Therefore, Chelsea could only launch a high-position press. The ball was seized, but the offense was a mess.

"If I have a goalkeeper like Cech who is good at long passes and a center like Drogba who is good at scoring goals, why should I play short passes?"

This is what Mourinho once said.

Now Dehua goes to Turkey to eat barbecue, but Mourinho is still as stubborn as ever, and his firepower is so monotonous.

Hazard was sent to charge forward with the ball alone. During this period, there were already many templates for how to contain the ball king, so it did not have much effect.

William was sent to fire in the middle, and Real Madrid defenders Ramos and Varane were extremely stable.

Even if he finds a chance to shoot on target, there is still Saint Cassie standing in front of the goal. After 2006, he is fully deserved to be called the world's number one goalkeeper.

Even if his form is declining now, facing this kind of painless shot, unless Karius in the 17th season is possessed.
Next, Eto'o and Torres were sent to the penalty area to interfere and pick up leaks, but to no avail.

Wasted opportunities will be punished, not to mention they are facing Real Madrid.

The 24th minute of the game.

Alonso stole the ball from the backcourt and passed it to the side.

Modric made a long pass and the ball fell to the left.

Berten was riding high in the clouds, eating Ivanovic alive and making a pass.

Benzema cleverly leaked behind him, and Ronaldo scored from the near corner.

The number of goals scored in the Champions League this season has also reached 16, surpassing No. 26.
The rhythm of the next game was completely controlled by Real Madrid. The BBC combination was at its peak when they debuted, so Chelsea's defense had to pay more attention to defend the opponent's counterattack.

In this way, we fall into Fatty An's trap again.
The offense couldn't even cross the 30-meter area and was intercepted in the midfield.

Second half of the game.

Or Real Madrid's counterattack.

Ronaldo dribbled the ball into the penalty area and was tripped by Terry. There was no accident and it was a penalty kick.

If scored, it would be a direct death sentence for Chelsea.

Torres turned his head and didn't dare to look.
As deafening cheers erupted from Stamford Bridge.

Real Madrid defeated Chelsea and advanced to the Champions League final.

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