The game still has to go on, the Milan players don't have so much time to be sentimental, their task is to play, and falling behind does not make a team like Milan collapse instantly, not only does not collapse but makes them full of desire to attack. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The burst of applause just now, like a loud slap in their faces, at this moment the Milan players were stimulated by the applause just now, they instantly let go of all the intrigues and put down all the prejudices against each other, at this moment all the Milan players think that they must beat this team, they must beat this man, even if they lose, they must not let this man trample San Siro under their feet, he is just Judas here, this is his hell, this must not be the place where he is promoted to God, at least not today。

Milan burst into aggressive attacks in the following game, and their attacks made Schalke a little scrambling, after all, this is an upstart team, and it is still far from reaching the apex of unfazed everywhere.

In the 31st minute, Metzelder made a mistake and kicked it directly to Robinho, who got the ball and crossed from the left, but Ibrahimovic was offside. Three minutes later, Antonini stole the ball from Gundogan's feet on the left and his direct volley was blocked by Hovides, then Emmanuelsen crossed from the left and Nocerino volleyed in from the back post but the ball was interrupted by Ilphant, and then went straight to the feet of Juan Mata in front.

However, Mata's counter-attack did not pose a real threat, as he was cut off by Van Bommel just a few steps away and the ball was again passed to Schalke's heartland.

Robinho won the ball and burst into the right side of the penalty area, Ibrahimovic met in the middle, but Robinho was cut off again by Illusory when he passed, and after Iran appeared at the back, Schalke's defense became stronger.

However, Milan's attack still did not mean to stop, they set off wave after wave of attacks, like an endless frenzy in the angry sea, and Schalke at this time was more like a small boat in the turbulent sea, in danger of being swallowed up by the other party at any time.

In the 38th minute, Ibrahimovic cut into the bottom line of the penalty area from the left side of the offside position, Robinho headed a little in front of the goal, the football bounced to the ground and went straight to the lower right corner of the goal, Zhang Chong had instantly risen into the air, his body stretched as far as possible in the air to hit the football out, but the football still passed through the hand.

But just when the football was about to fly into the net, a foot appeared in front of the football again, the football was hooked by that foot, and immediately lost its strength, and then flew back to the field, just when Boateng was about to run to the ball to make up the shot, the foot that had just cleared the ball suddenly hooked in the air, and the football flew back again, shaking Boateng directly down.

After making two moves in a row in an instant, Ai Huan pushed the football forward, and the football immediately rolled to the feet of the unguarded Krishitto, and Ai Huan also flew out like an arrow off the string.

"Okay, this defense is really beautiful!" Xie Quan couldn't help but exclaim at this moment.

And Yang Chen shouted, "Ai Huan's good play, see if he can develop Schalke's rapid midfield play." ”

Escudero did not dribble forward, but passed the ball directly in front of Ai Huan, where there were no Milan players, and Ai Huan rushed to the ball in an instant. Without the slightest pause, he kicked the ball forward again, this time targeting Mata, who was already speeding up.

However, Mata also saw Emmanuelsen and Nocerino running towards him at the same time, he had just been cut off by these two people with the ball in a row, so this time Mata did not dare to do it again, so he didn't care about the football at all, but ran in the other direction, it was this move that made the two defenders a little stunned, they didn't know what it meant.

But at this moment of hesitation, Ai Huan had already hit the ball like lightning, and then took the ball to kill the two stunned people, and when the two people turned around again, they found that they were at least three meters away from Ai Huan, and it was impossible for them to catch up.

"Damn, what is this?, pass it to yourself three seconds later?" Xie Quan was already jumping up with excitement, at this moment he only felt that his heart seemed to be ignited, this was really what he said, although it was like a myth, but it happened in front of everyone's eyes.

Passed to himself three seconds later, everything came too suddenly, and suddenly San Siro was quiet again, everyone couldn't believe their eyes, they couldn't even believe the scene they had just seen, many people's hands began to tremble involuntarily, is this really still a person?

Ai Huan was still running wildly, he had already crossed the halfway, and there were Milan defenders before him, but the gap between them was large enough for Ai Huan to break through, but Ai Huan chose to pass the ball again, because Fuchs, who was next to him at the moment, also charged.

The speed within three meters was superhuman, and Fuchs's assault made everyone feel suffocated, because in the first three meters he was in line with Ai Huan, and Ai Huan also passed the football to his feet. But without pausing for even a second, Fuchs passed the ball back again, and in the middle of this back and forth, Milan's back line had been completely broken.

Ai Huan rushed into the heart of Milan, he was like a tank that was charging rapidly, crushing everything on the other side in an instant, and then in front of everyone, he shot directly at the goal at least five meters from the penalty line, and the football flew straight towards the goal like a spear again.

But Abbiati didn't even react, and the ball was already flying into the goal, and this shot was more like an afterimage in the eyes of others, until the ball flew into the goal and spun around in the net, everyone could see where the football was.

"Boom!" I don't know what it means, San Siro actually sounded this sound first, it was neither cheers nor boos, but a kind of fear and sigh from the bottom of my heart, Ai Huan killed from his own goal to the front of the opponent's penalty area in less than ten seconds, this series of coordinated plays made Milan have no way at all, and the score became three to one.