However, their protest did not work at all, because the foul just now was so obvious that the referee would not not award a free kick because of the strength of Ai Huan's free kick, and the Milan lieutenant general could only talk about it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ai Huan was still standing in front of the free kick, he raised his head and looked up at the sky, it was already dark, but under the bright lights of San Siro, it looked even more beautiful, and the royal blue sky was full of stars. However, at this time, the sky seemed to Ai Huan like a huge screen, which was repeatedly playing every bit of Ai Huan's place two years ago.

From scoring a hat-trick here in the first game, he became Milan's darling overnight, and then another hat-trick in the last game, only to leave as if everything was just a dream.

At this moment, the whistle sounded, and Ai Huan exhaled a breath, and then jerked his calf, and the football immediately flew towards the opponent's goal like a cannonball, and the football flew high over the human wall, and then fell rapidly in the air, although Abbiati also rushed out immediately, but the question was what could he do? The football spun rapidly, and even brought a wave of air like a whirlpool, he stretched out his fist to knock the football out, but he could only watch the football spun past his arm and rushed into the goal.

San Siro was quiet again, and the fans were dumbfounded by the blow, although Ai Huan's God-shot free-kick had already spread all over the Internet, but it was definitely two completely different concepts on screen and on the spot, everything seemed to be frozen at this moment, and they couldn't even burst into boos.

The five thousand expeditionary legions immediately let out an earth-shattering roar, they hugged each other tightly, and then used the loudest cheers to reflect their current mood, and this moment came just right.

And this time, Ai Huan raised his arms high without hesitation, his two index fingers pointed to the sky, and his body slowly knelt down, no one knew what he was thinking at this moment, but the TV broadcast could clearly see that tears had appeared on his face.

"Anyway, Ai Fan likes Milan. Yang Chen suddenly sighed, "This is the eternal sadness of professional athletes, for a team that you actually want to play for or have a lot of feelings, scoring goals is a kind of torment." ”

"Yes, but Milan is so inauthentic to Ai Huan, if they hadn't been obstructing and deliberately creating fake news, then Ai Huan wouldn't have been so far away from us at a moment's notice, let alone let him have to commit to the Bundesliga, when he left Italy, he was the first in the Golden Boot and assists, and he couldn't get the Italian Footballer, didn't all this happen to Milan? If it were me, I would have been running crazy all over the field, I just couldn't let them live. Xie Quan was still very dissatisfied with Italy, so he immediately spoke.

"Yes, so to speak, but after all, we are still people with feelings, I remember Ai Huan said in an interview that AC Milan is a team he has liked since he was a child, and his parents are all diehards of Milan, so his heart has always been red and black. But in the end, who knows what the end will be, this is also a kind of helplessness. Zhang Dao couldn't help but sigh, but then he said, "This is life, everyone once had a dream when they were young, but how many people can realize it? And the pain caused by the breakdown of that dream is so vivid, but it is this pain that can make people grow, I believe that after this game, Ai Huan will grow again." ”

"Haha, Mr. Zhang, you are becoming more and more poetic, but if Ai Huan is growing, can other people still live?" Xie Quan quipped.

Zhang Dao smiled, "I'm talking about the mind, this is a necessary process for a teenager to grow into a man, and I was really moved at this moment." ”

Moved not only one Zhang Dao, this time the entire San Siro seemed to be shaken, when the image of Ai Huan's face full of tears appeared on the big screen of the scene, the audience suddenly became quieter, even those most iron Milan diehards couldn't help but boo, at this moment everyone seemed to think of Ai Huan's first game and the last game, those two games Ai Huan shed tears, the difference is only one is the tears of happiness, and the other is the tears of disappointment, Milan did not do their best, not even qualified, they are indebted to Ai Huan。

So after a short silence, there was a sudden round of applause, which was only sparse at first, but soon swept the audience, which was also the debt of Milan fans to Ai Huan, they are all human beings and have their own judgments, and they have their own feelings. At this moment, I don't know how many people think about it again, if Ai Huan is still wearing a red and black jersey, then what a beautiful thing it would be.

So the applause at this moment is also given to them themselves.

Schalke's players also noticed Ai Huan's performance, they didn't know what they should do, they all seemed a little helpless, and Raul had already come to Ai Huan's side, he stretched out his hand and pulled Ai Huan up, then put his arm around his head, and said in Ai Huan's change, "Chinese boy, you are not Judas! You have already returned everything Milan owes you, and you have already paid them back what you owe Milan, and now you have to fight for yourself." ”

Listening to the applause of the audience, Ai Huan's heart was very excited, although tears still burst out of his eyes because he couldn't help it, but his heart was already calm.

Yes, I'm not Judas, I'm just an ordinary player, I've never called myself God, that's what you imposed on me, but this is my world, and the moment I step on the pitch, you can only be my background, I'm the god here, and I'm going to kill the game, and I'm going to kill the game, and I'm going to kill the game that every one of you is trying to play.

Berlusconi, who was sitting in the VIP room, also leaned his head weakly on the back of the chair, and when he heard the applause from the audience, he suddenly felt that he was weak, and his heart sank downward, as if falling into the infinite darkness.

"I was wrong, as the boss of Milan for 20 years, I did a lot of things wrong, but nothing was more wrong than this, and after this game I will lose not only one game, but probably the whole of Milan. "The old man who has experienced countless ups and downs has made an accurate judgment on this matter, and he knows that he will not be a winner.