"Oh my God, did you see that? Ou's save! It's so handsome! ”

'Of course I saw it, it was behind the goal. Whoosh~~ Bang! It felt like O's flew out first, and then Barty shot it. ”

"You're so lucky, my girlfriend asked me to pick her up something, but I missed it and could only watch the replay on the screen!"

"Hahahaha, stupid guy, who told you to bring girls to a football game?"

In the urinal of the men's toilet, fans lined up to discuss the Mars hitting the Earth on the pitch just now.

Everyone expected Barty to kick an earth-shattering world wave, and now that Barty kicked it out, Oculyan pounced on it!

On the other side, the female fan who squatted down was holding her cheek with one hand, and all in her mind were the scenes of Ou Chuliang smashing the earth with one hand.

"Oh my god, I wish Ou had smashed his fist on me. You can also use your fists and smash any position..."

A squatting female fan can empty her brain for a short time, or even fall into contemplation; Outside the toilet, there was a long queue, crowded with girls clamping their legs.

The girls hold N skills are all first-class, cursing in their hearts when they wait, but their brains are empty when it is their turn, completely forgetting their misery in the queue.

During the 15-minute intermission, vendors carried beers and drinks on their backs and sold them in the aisles.

Everywhere I went, I was full of fans talking about those great saves.

"The first half was so fierce, who will die in the second half?"

"Who can't resist first?"

"Is it Milan's Ou? Or Batty of Purple Lily? ”

The fans have their own opinions, and for Barty, after playing in the Apennines for several years, his fans have long been saturated; And Ou Chuliang, as an upstart, is harvesting new fans one after another.

Now, fans not only see Ou Chuliang in newspapers, television, posters and advertisements, but also go to the stadium spontaneously, and even print out Ou Chuliang's photo and paste it on the bedroom wall, the young Chinese teenager has long been in the hearts of Italian fans.

Some fans even threatened that as long as Italy and China no longer meet in the 02 World Cup, then the Chinese team will be their second home team!

There was chatter in the stands, and in the broadcast room, Huang Jianxiang and Zhang Lu were also reading letters from fans.

"The fan with tail number 3527 sent a text message saying: Barty's shot is like a battering ram, striking again and again, and the aftermath can even penetrate people's hearts; Ou Chuliang's defense is like a pool of clear water, even if it is set off by ripples, it still stands still. This match has become more than just a battle for the top spot in Serie A, and has even risen to a duel between Acchulian and Barty. Whether the spear is sharper or the shield is stronger, we will only know in the second half. ”

"Hehe, this fan is right." Zhang Lu chuckled, "Since ancient times, the conflict has attracted people's attention, and now it is placed on the field of the world's number one sport, which is even more eye-catching." But this fan has to say a little less, I think the match also escalated to a battle between an Argentine striker and a Chinese goalkeeper! Whether the Purple Lily led by the Argentines is better, or the Milan chess represented by the Chinese players is superior, this result must also be what the fans are looking forward to. What's more, there are two Chinese players on the bench in Milan, and in addition to the goalkeeper substitute, Li Tiehe's chances of playing are still very high. ”

"Ou Chuliang is already at a disadvantage as a goalkeeper, and I think everyone is looking forward to having teammates stand up and stand by his side!"

Zhang Lu's words did speak the hearts of most fans.

yes, Barty's shot had an assist from Costa and the entire Purple Lily team as his backing.

And what about Ou Chuliang?

If Maldini's feet could have grown a little longer, if Costacuta's head had been bigger, and if Sara's ass had been a little fuller, Orchulian might not have made so many god-level saves.

The goalkeeper's outstanding performance on the pitch is a contradiction in itself.

No team wants their goalkeeper to be so good on the pitch.

When a team's goalkeeper is in the center of the camera, the head coach of that team has to do some soul-searching.

Where have all the other players on the pitch gone, and why rely on one person against eleven?

Think about Rossi, what did Rossi need to do on the pitch during those years of Milan's glory?

He certainly didn't do nothing!

What he has to do is see the ball coming, then clench his fist and knock it out.

It's as simple as that.

As for whether the ball falls in or out of the box, at his own feet or at the feet of his opponent, that's not Rossi's business.

At that time, Baresi, Costacuta, Desailly and Maldini formed a back four to stifle all danger in the cradle, even if Rossi's method of "deflecting the threat" was still the same.

Then, Milan won the championship, and the scenery was unlimited for a while.

But now, with Baresi retired and Desailly left for the Premier League, leaving the aging Costacuta and Maldini, who are not particularly mature, Milan's goalkeepers are in danger again and again.

Ou Chuliang pounced left and right, up and down, and barely helped Milan hold on to the draw.

Seeing this, the fans couldn't help but lament that Milan, which once played invincible opponents all over Europe, can only rely on one Chinese player to defend the last face!

Jianghu - Football Online, in a series of GIFs and picture playbacks, netizens were also indignant.

MLG, even if the defense is not strong, it is good for your midfield attackers to score one! At that time, even if Ou Chuliang loses the ball, he will not be bothered by the word "failure".

But 45 minutes passed, and the fans only saw Costa put the shells at Barty's feet, then loaded and fired!

Is it really up to us to fight for your points?

......

In the dressing room, the players were silent.

With Yousbao's gloves and Adi's vest, Ou Chuliang's fingers and body no longer have to be bandaged like before.

During the break, Ou Chuliang always used to pinch his fingers, rubbing them back and forth, and relaxing his phalanges.

But today, the discussion sat in front of Ou Chuliang solemnly, pinching one of Ou Chuliang's fingers in each of his two hands, and twisting it gently.

Such a "weird" scene naturally attracted frequent sideways glances from the players, and Helwig was shocked: Did this kid hold the hand of the cabbage from time to time during the game? Why is it changing again? Could it be that he is really cold? What about a foreigner like me? Will he also take a fancy to him? It's a little exciting to think about!

But with the exception of Hellwig, the rest of the players were focused on Occhulian's fingers.

That's not a pair of goalkeeper's hands at all.

If there are no calluses and large joints on it, just looking at the lines will make people mistake it for a pair of pianist's hands.

These hands are matched with Ou Chuliang's delicate face, which should have been cherished, and maybe he could even take a hand mask or skin care product advertisement or something like that. But now, it has made countless bursts of skin and grown countless calluses in the saves again and again. Although the nails are protruding, seven out of ten fingertips are purplish-red. The bruises that are stuck there, I'm afraid it won't subside this season.

Maldini's eyes jumped, and he felt a little sorry for the hands, sorry for the young foreign player.

But he, like Ou Chuliang, did his best.

Defenders can't play as strikers, and no player has made the position of defender a lifelong pursuit since childhood. People who play soccer want to score goals, but depending on the characteristics, some end up as strikers and others as defenders.

Looking at world football, Maldini's ability can be regarded as top-notch, and no one will deny this.

But if Barty were placed next to Maldini, no one would have thought that Maldini would seal Barty to death.

The defending side is always passive, and Maldini is not the only one defending Barty. More often than not, when the latter shoots, it's good that he can react and reach out to block it!

As for the outcome, it can only be left to fate.

From time to time, the eyes of the team glanced at Ouchulian's wrists and hands, and Zaccheroni glanced at them as well, then cleared his throat and focused everyone's attention on himself.

'It was a good first half and the result was in line with our plan for the time being.

"At least we're not behind yet, and we even have a chance to win!" Zaccheroni encouraged his players, hoping to boost their morale.

"This is already a stage victory! Don't forget that this is Florence, the home of the opponent! ”

'But I need to stress that you can't play like this again in the second half, the striker is too easy to shoot and we need to interfere with him!'

As he spoke, Zaccheroni glanced at Albertini, who today had the task of assisting defenders in addition to organizing the attack.

However, apart from his tackle and a yellow card just before the end of the first half, Zaccheroni saw little "eye-catching" performance from the player.

Just when everyone thought that the room was going to fall silent, Zaccheroni suddenly shouted at Li Tie.

"Lee!"

Hearing this familiar syllable, Li Tie, who was sitting behind Ou Chuliang and carrying fruits and mineral water, immediately stood up.

"Oh, Lee, this is the locker room, not the classroom, you don't have to stand up!" Zaccheroni pressed his hand, and Li Tie scratched his cabbage in embarrassment, and sat down again with Ou Chuliang's nod.

"Lee, I have a question for you." Zaccheroni slowly walked over to Ou Chuliang, stared at Ou Chuliang and asked.

"Tiezi, the coach wants to ask you." Ou Chuliang translated.

Li Tie nodded, sat upright, and was ready to answer the question.

"Lee, what do you think is different from other teammates as a midfielder?"

Ou Chuliang smacked his mouth, words such as "difference" and "difference" have positive and negative meanings, although he did not know the purpose of Zaccheroni's question, Ou Chuliang still found a neutral meaning of the word to translate.

But Li Tie obviously didn't care about this, he thought about it for a while and said: "I have almost no league experience, I haven't been in the team for a long time, and I don't have enough tacit understanding with my teammates. I don't speak Italian yet, so I sometimes have problems communicating with my teammates on the pitch. Then I had a very poor passing ability and often couldn't pass well. I don't turn around very quickly, so it's hard to deal with some nimble strikers..."

"Oh, no, no, no, stop, stop!"

Li Tie said a sentence, and Ou Chuliang translated a sentence.

The rest of the room listened intently along with Zaccheroni until Zaccheroni called a stop.

"Lee, I'm not asking you to talk about your shortcomings, not these! Belch... Tell us about your strengths, your strengths! Zaccheroni said gently.

Indeed, Li Tie just said a lot of his shortcomings, which belong to a kind of "Chinese-style modesty".

But that's not what Zaccheroni wants to hear at all, if Li Tie is all shortcomings, then why did he "instigate" the club to spend 200W to buy him?

Money laundering?

This time, Li Tie touched his head, and he didn't squeak.

The same "Chinese modesty", a Chinese can naturally say what his shortcomings are, but when he mentions his advantages, it usually comes from other people's mouths.

Seeing that Li Tie didn't squeak, Zaccheroni turned his head again: "Ou, then you say, what are the advantages of this teammate of yours." ”

Achurion shrugged his shoulders, having lived in Italy for a year and a half, he certainly knew how to get along with these foreigners.

Sometimes, when it's time to show yourself, you have to show yourself, and being submissive all the time will only make people look down on you even more!

"Lee's physical fitness is the best in the team..."As soon as Ou Chuliang spoke, the locker room became silent.

Good guy, let you talk about the merits, I didn't let you compare with others!

And you compare, what do you mean by trampling us all under your feet?

Weah looked at Costacuta, who in turn looked at Boban. The three meritorious veterans all shook their heads, when it came to physical fitness, they were indeed inferior to others.

Helwig was not convinced, he pouted, his face full of disbelief.

But he knew in his heart that what he was not convinced about was not Li Tie's physical fitness problem, but that he believed that physical fitness was not the best standard for evaluating a football player.

A soccer player naturally has to have more!

“... His strength is also the strongest..."Ou Chuliang finished speaking, not waiting for the others to speak, "If anyone is not convinced, you can come to him and break his wrists." Oliver? Would you like to give it a try? ”

Bierhoff grinned awkwardly, "I've run half the game, and I have to run in the second half..."

Everyone could hear the dodge in Bierhoff's words.

In fact, he had already done this, and he had a tie with Li Tie. It's just that he was sweating profusely, but Li Tie seemed to be nothing.

One of the most famous things after Li Tie came to Milan was to test the bench press with physical fitness coach Baforni, all hidden under a cabbage was muscles, and no one wanted to test arm strength with this "iron idiot".

Seeing that there was still no one making a sound, Ou Chuliang continued: "... At the same time, Lee has the highest tacit understanding with me on the field! ”

"Oh, Ou, it would break my heart if you said that!"

After Ou Chuliang said the third sentence, someone finally stood up and retorted.

Looking at Maldini's exaggerated expression, Ou Chuliang shrugged his shoulders, "Captain, I'm telling the truth!" ”

"We've been together for more than half a season, but my compatriot and I have been working together for years. I'm not saying anything about it, but it's a fact. We've won the Asian Cup and the World Junior Championships together, and we've even teamed up at the World Cup. On the pitch, I don't need to shout numbers and names, or even gesticulate. Sometimes I just need to make a note and this teammate of mine knows what to do. ”

"Oh! Well, well, I throw in the towel, I throw in the towel! Maldini threw his hands up and sat back in his chair.

Maldini was "disarmed", and the others had nothing to say.

And many people didn't react, when Ou Chuliang said "He is my most tacit teammate", no one refuted this can be regarded as Li Tie's "advantage".

Take today's game as an example, Maldini, Costacuta, Boban, Weah and others can all be played, but Ouchulian is the only one who cannot be missing on the field.

This is already a tacit matter in the minds of the Milan players.

A player has a high level of chemistry with the main goalkeeper, which can indeed be called a plus.

"Mr. Coach, do you need me to continue?"

"Enough, enough, these three points are enough!"

Zaccheroni nodded, in fact, Ouchulian could say a little. Three things he said now were enough for Zaccheroni to achieve his goal.

"Okay, that's all for now. The second half is about to start and I need to set up my tactics. ”

"The opponent's attack is very fierce and the troops are in the midfield, so we must resolutely defend and counterattack in the second half, and take advantage of the moment when the attack and defense are converted!"

"Whether it's Odej or whoever gets the ball, I'm going to ask for a long pass to be played within three feet and find a teammate who is running up front."

"Oliver, George, you two work harder, connect with each other more. In Serie A, your headers are all ranked highest, and I think at least you won't lose too much from the first landing point of your teammates' long passes! ”

"Of course not!" Bierhoff and Weah echoed in unison.

'That's fine, let's play more overhead and avoid the opposing midfielders. Murphyo, you can be a little bit further back, just play a good number nine and a half. ”

"Boban, Ziggy, you two also need to act quickly at the moment of switching from defense to attack, no matter what the situation is ahead, as long as the ball is still at our feet, you must move forward and support your teammates, understand?"

"Understood!"

"Demetrio..."

"I'm here!" Albertini responded.

"You—" Zaccheroni paused, then put on a serious expression and said seriously, "You've already received a yellow card in the first half, and your position is too important for me to continue to take risks... So I need you to take a break..."

"Lee!" Zaccheroni shouted again.

Ou Chuliang kicked Li Tie hard, and Li Tie immediately lifted his cabbage head.

"Lee, you came off the bench in the second half!"