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"Yeah!!! We won! We won! We won again!"

Under the cheers of the fans, Dio, the oldest member of the entire Nice team, was as excited as a child.

"Seven consecutive wins! Oh my God! I can't believe it! I have joined Nice for so many years, and this is the first time I have won seven consecutive games. No! To be precise, it is the first time in my coaching career that I have tasted seven consecutive wins!!"

Dio's face was as red as if he was drunk with excitement. No matter what he thought during the game, after the game, he was really excited to realize that his team had won seven consecutive games.

"Huh~ Seven consecutive wins." Sun Yi also smiled with relief. But he was thinking in his heart: Yes, seven consecutive wins. But there are still three games. And one of them is in the Europa League. I hope Balotelli has no major problems and can return soon.

Dong Fangzhuo's performance after playing today was still good considering his strength. But in Ligue 1, this is obviously not enough.

"Well~Sun, we have won seven games in a row! It's seven games in a row!" Dio looked at Sun Yi in confusion.

"Yes. Seven games in a row." Sun Yi nodded.

"But why do you look not excited at all? Are you not happy?"

"Of course I am happy!" Sun Yi had a smile on his face. But he was obviously not as excited as the people around him.

"I think you should be happier. We have won seven games in a row! But I feel like you are not that happy. Are you worried about Balotelli's injury?"

"Yeah." Sun Yi nodded. But this is just one of the reasons. The real reason is that he needs to complete the task of winning ten games in a row. Seven games in a row can only make him temporarily relieved.

"God will bless him." When he thought of Balotelli's injury, Dio's smile faded a lot.

"I hope the results of the examination after returning will not be too bad." Sun Yi said to himself to comfort himself. "Let's go and celebrate this victory with the players!"

"Okay."

Later, Sun Yi hugged the players one by one. When it came to Dong Fangzhuo, he was so excited that he couldn't help crying: "Brother Sun, I did it. I really did it. I really got back on the field. I scored a goal! Uh~ I can play football again! Uh~~"

After that, Dong Fangzhuo choked up and cried like a child.

"Yes. You did it. You played very well in this game." Sun Yi was also very moved, and kept patting Dong Fangzhuo's back with his hands.

"Uh~ I~ can play football again, I~ hehe~" Dong Fangzhuo cried, but with a smile on his face.

This time on the field today is really too important for Dong Fangzhuo. Its significance far exceeds the victory of this game itself.

He is a person who retired more than half a year ago. He was a genius who was once regarded as the future of Chinese football by countless Chinese people, but retired sadly with the ridicule of countless Chinese people half a year ago. He thought he could only live with shame and stigma in his life until the end of his life.

Who would have thought that he would have the opportunity to appear as a player and score a goal? And it was in a top league like Ligue 1. Who could have thought of it?

He himself didn't dare to think of it!

Putting all the past things together, Dong Fangzhuo's excitement and complex emotions can be imagined.

Dong Fangzhuo was crying, and this was tears of joy.

There are always happy people and sad people on the football field. The most worried people are naturally the people on the Monaco team. But Sun Yi doesn't care what the opponent thinks at all.

The only people that Sun Yi cares about are his own people. Everyone in the Nice team is happy, but there is one person who is a little sad. This person is the biggest contributor to Nice's victory today-Balotelli.

After Sun Yi comforted the overly excited Dong Fangzhuo, he went to see Balotelli. As soon as he met, he saw a hint of bitterness in Balotelli's smile.

One goal, and let the opponent play one less player. It can be said that the victory of this game mainly depends on Balotelli.

He should have been outside enjoying the cheers of the fans and the praise of the media, and he might even receive a call from the national team when he woke up tomorrow.

Unfortunately, all these things turned into nothing because of the injury.

Seeing Balotelli's sadness, Sun Yi comforted him: "Don't worry. My great hero. Nothing will happen to you. God will bless a good player like you. Moreover, I will pray to God for you. You are now the pillar of the Nice team, and the team can't live without you for a day."

After hearing what Sun Yi said, Balotelli, who has always been simple-minded, smiled brightly.

"Well. No matter what the injury is, I will recover well. You can't lose the game before I recover. Now it's seven consecutive wins. To be honest, I really want to win ten consecutive games."

"That's right. Relax. Your problem shouldn't be big." Sun Yi said with a smile.

At this time, the players who thanked the fans also came to visit Balotelli.

"Mario, we won, seven consecutive wins..."

"How is your injury?..."

Seeing this scene, Sun Yi was very happy.

This is a harmonious team!

This is the core combat power!

Although it was regrettable that Balotelli was injured, the Nice team was still very happy.

After returning to the base, after a detailed examination by the team doctor, Balotelli did not injure the ligament. This made everyone feel relieved.

However, Balotelli still has to rest for more than a week before returning to the game. This means Balotelli will miss the next two games.

There is another sad thing about Balotelli. That is, the Italian national team was originally ready to recruit him again. It is said that the list was made, but when he saw that he was injured, it had to be cancelled.

Poor Balotelli missed the opportunity to return to the Italian team.

This situation made Italian fans sad for a while.

"Balotelli is in such good shape recently! Why is he injured?"

"Hey, our Italian team is so unlucky!"

Just when the Italian fans were sad that Balotelli missed the national team, the Chinese fans felt a big surprise.

"What? Dong Fangzhuo scored a goal? Didn't he say he had retired? Why did he suddenly say he scored a goal, and he scored in Ligue 1? When did he go to Ligue 1?"

"That's not right. I know Dong Fangzhuo is in the Nice team. But isn't he the assistant of coach Sun Yi? How come he is on the field and can score goals? Are you kidding!"

"This must be fake news! No matter how you look at it, it's all fake. No novel would dare to write like this. It's unlucky to see fake news when you wake up early in the morning."

When they saw this news, almost all domestic fans, except those who stayed up late to watch the game, did not believe it.

But major newspapers and online media were talking about it, and there were indeed videos and pictures of Dong Fangzhuo's goal, so everyone reluctantly accepted this fantasy.

After knowing that it was true, the fans became excited.

"That's great. This is Ligue 1. Being able to score goals in Ligue 1 shows that he is still very capable."

"It just so happens that our national team has been lacking a forward capable of scoring goals. Now, the problem of weak forwards has been solved. Lippi, did you see it? The national team's blade has appeared."

Chinese fans are really happy. But after watching the goal video and understanding the entire game, they stopped talking.

"That~ forget it, just pretend I didn't say it..."

Lippi, who had just taken over the Chinese team, naturally started to focus on Dong Fangzhuo as soon as he heard the news. After learning the specific situation, he said to Li Tie sarcastically: "Let's take another look."