"CHINESE Kung Fu!"

"CHINESE Kung Fu!"

"CHINESE Kung Fu!"

In the stands, such shouts have been connected.

Even Ou Chuliang himself was a little confused by the second monk after he noticed it.

CHINESE KUNG FU? Do they think it's a movie?

"It's over, it seems that there is really no way to explain it now." Ou Chuliang shook his head and pushed away his teammates who had stepped forward to ask with an excited face.

WHERE IS THERE ANY "CHINESE KUNG FU"?

I'm just relying on the recoil of the goalpost.

Now that it had just moved to the post, the ball flew in the opposite direction. I subconsciously stretched out my feet and kicked it, just using the force to recoil.

This kind of little trick, which child in the countryside can't do it?

It's just that they didn't push as hard as they could, and they didn't put their bodies in the air and let it fall freely at the moment after kicking.

In fact, if it weren't for Ou Chuliang's good flexibility to assist his whole body, he really wouldn't have been able to stretch his entire body violently in the moment of taking off.

In this way, it naturally creates the illusion of "flying swallows returning to the nest".

"LOOK, I JUST SAID, OUHUI CHINESE KUNG FU!" In the stands, the taxi driver who had pulled Ou Chuliang was foaming at the mouth, proudly announcing everything he "knew" to those around him.

"It's a big misunderstanding." Ochurion shook his head, and he began to think about how to explain it to the fans after the game.

Lippi and his Juventus have dominated European football for three or four years, when have they seen such a battle?

AFTER OU CHULIANG SHOWED A HAND OF "CHINESE KUNG FU", JUVE'S ATTACK WAS SUDDENLY DELAYED.

Whether it is the ninth master Inzaghi, the zebra prince Piero, or the midfield master Zidane, many people are watching him like a monster. It's as if these people aren't here to play football, it's more like they're here to see a movie.

As soon as Juve's attack slowed down, Napoli was given a little breathing space.

For a while, the two sides went back and forth, and they actually attacked and defended each other.

"Juventus want to win, it doesn't seem that simple!"

"yes, maybe Napoli can really get points from Juventus!"

"Tut-tut, if it's really a 0-0 game, it will be interesting."

The fans were chattering about all the possible outcomes of this match.

The game has been played a little faster, and judging from the performance of both sides, it is difficult to play a big score.

It's either a draw or a narrow win. At this time, even a drunk who has drunk too much will not bet more than 3 goals.

Looking at the form on the field, some neutral fans were thinking about it.

"If Napoli draw at home to Juventus and Inter win away from Bari..."

"Then Inter's points will tie Juventus!"

"Juve's goal difference is 38 and Inter's goal difference is 36..."

"Oh my God, Inter still have a chance to win the title, the Serie A title will not be revealed until the last minute!"

After the calculation was here, the entire São Paulo stadium fell into a climax again.

Those neutral fans also watched the excitement and joined the Napoli camp to cheer for the home team.

There was a tsunami at the St Paul's Stadium and it seemed like everyone was waiting for Sunshine City's Blues to knock out the old lady of the north.

"If Ou Chuliang helps Napoli get a draw this time, then Ou Chuliang will be famous!" In front of the broadcast camera, Huang Jianxiang said suddenly.

"Hey, that's right." Zhang Lu also nodded in response, "If this game ends 0-0, Ou Chuliang will keep all the top three in the north clean sheet in his first Serie A season." Such a fledgling goalkeeper has never been seen in Serie A. ”

yes, put aside Napoli's poor record in the first half of the league. Just looking at the second half of the round, none of the traditional northern three teams in Serie A have won the favor in the hands of Napoli.

Just like the previous two away games against Milan, Ou Chuliang was immediately selected into the best team of the round after the game. So far, Ou Chuliang has been selected for the Serie A team of the year four times, and even once was selected for the Serie A team of the month.

has such a record in the fledgling, Ou Chuliang not only gave the Chinese players a long face, but other Asian players also followed suit.

After figuring it out, more and more fans cheered for Napoli.

Listening to the cheering sound gradually spreading on the field, Lippi frowned on the sidelines.

The silver fox subconsciously felt that something was not good!

As early as the Olympic Games, Lippi paid attention to Ou Chuliang, a young Chinese goalkeeper. But he, like Moratti, sees Acchulian as just an alternative to the team.

After all, for giants like Inter and Juventus, there are a lot of players to choose from, and it is not allowed to have a player dominant in a certain position.

But Ou Chuliang's growth has indeed exceeded Lippi's expectations.

Just one World Youth Championship champion can make Ou Chuliang and Serie A famous goalkeepers on a par; Coupled with the best player in the Confederations Cup, Acchulian, who beat the Czech Republic, is not even worse than Pagliuca and Peruzzi in terms of fame.

Now seeing that Ou Chuliang has defused Juve's attacks again and again, Lippi suddenly regrets that he didn't bite to death again and summoned Ou Chuliang into his command.

"If China Ou is the goalkeeper of Juventus, then this season's Champions League..."Unconsciously, Lippi's right eye suddenly jumped, and he thought of this season's Champions League final.

Four European finals in four years, one UEFA Cup and three Champions Cups, Juve won the first two trophies. After losing to Borussia Dortmund last year, they will face Real Madrid this year.

If China and Europe were standing in front of the door against Real Madrid, I would...

Lippi suddenly had a strange feeling, he thought that if Ouchulian really stood in front of Juventus in the Champions League final, he would feel extremely relieved.

"How so?! Obviously Peruzi is not bad! ”

Lippi looked at Peruzzi, who was starting to lose some shape in front of the Juventus goal, and he felt that his right eyelid was beating more and more.

With 73 minutes played, Juventus' attack threatened the Napoli goal again.

This time, the boars Davies and Conte played a one-two on the flanks and inserted assists.

And as soon as Davis came to the frontcourt, the Napoli players immediately wanted to blow up the cat.

Edgar. Davies, the world's top beast from Ajax in the Eredivisie.

In this era when the "B2B (own penalty area to opponent's penalty area)" style of play is not very clear, as the "ancestor" of B2B, Davis has almost all the elements that a B2B venue has.

Strong body, extremely full of physical energy, super explosiveness, tough defense, fierce ball style, sharp breakthroughs, and first-class tackle kung fu.

Such a player erupted, and almost no one could stop him.

In a season and a half at Milan, Davies was not heavily used; In the winter of '97, after Davies joined Juventus, he gradually became a pillar of the old woman.

In the "Beast Waist" position, you can name Kante, Gattuso, Makelele, Essien, etc., but don't forget that there was an even better fighter before them, and that was Davis!

Davis has always suffered from an eye disease, and his glaucoma was diagnosed years ago.

Davis hadn't put on his trademark glasses yet, but no one could stop him from transforming on the court.

When the "wild boar" rushes up, even the tiger has to retreat!

Facing Davis who came with the ball, Longo stubbornly began to steal.

But soon, in the first photo of the two, Longo was defeated quickly!

Davis is only 1.69 meters, but his body is extremely strong.

With a slight twist of the waist, he squeezed Longo aside.

Naples had no choice but to use a whole chain to tie up the mad-haired boar.

"Squeak, squeak!"

"Ahh

"Roar, Roar, Roar, !!Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

The Neapolitan exclusion zone was overturned on their backs, and the shouts of humans and the roars of wild beasts were heard endlessly.

Davis' center of gravity is very low, and he can hold the opponent against each other with a crooked head in the face of multiple people. Then, with a stiff back, you can get the ball out of the gap.

In the face of the wild boar's horizontal collision, there was a burst of chickens and dogs jumping in front of the Napoli penalty area.

Even Klassen and others fell to the ground and put a tackle, but there was no way to stop Davis from continuing to break through.

"Look at the good people!" Ou Chuliang shouted in front of the door. "No. 9 and No. 10 are all staring at me!"

Davis alone upset the Napoli chickens, but Napoli still had to send people to watch over the two big killers, Piero and Inzaghi. For a while, the Napoli goal was in jeopardy, and the players were desperately pulling the zebra players next to them to prevent the other party from escaping their sight.

Lippi kept nodding on the sidelines, and Davies' assist was also part of his plan.

When the team can't attack for a long time, Davis can join the battlefield as a "new force". Only those who have seen Davis's ferocity up close will appreciate how terrifying Davis's abundant physical strength really is!

Don't look at Davis as a starter, with Davis's physical strength, it will be no problem to maintain this explosiveness until the end of overtime.

"Hmph, Southerners, taste the horror of the beast!"

Finally, when Napoli restrained the boar in the second chain, Bardini saw the opportunity and stepped forward to make a tackle to snatch the ball away.

When he was about to counterattack, he saw that the boar had already returned to his defensive position and was staring at the ball from afar, looking at it.

"Oh my god, he's so fast?"

"Fake, when did he go back?"

"He's been running so hard, he's dead?"

"Or is that old boy from Lippi ready to replace him?"

Amid the suspicion of the fans, Napoli's tentative attack died again in a position a little further down the field at Juventus.

Davies charged to kill the enemy, and Deschamps took command from behind.

One of the two was furious, and the other was plotting and then moving, keeping Juventus' midfield in order.

When the Napoli players were tired of dealing with the wild boars' brute attack, they ignored Deschamps, who had already made a plan on the sidelines.

Less than three passes, Deschamps saw the opportunity to stretch out his foot and cut it off.

For a moment, Bellucci only felt a gust of wind blow beside him, and the wild boar began to run again.

"Fack, Juventus is really difficult!"

"Pull out any player, it's enough for Napoli to drink a pot."

"Yes, if we continue like this, even if we have China and Europe, we may not be able to hold it!"

Ou Chuliang gritted his teeth and tensed his nerves.

So far in the game, he has done his best. Even if Juventus suddenly attack the goal, and then the defense is completely torn apart by Juve, it can only be the Napoli defender who will be attacked, not him as a goalkeeper.

After seeing Ou Chuliang's brave attack, he fell to the ground and desperately defused Davis's cross with a single fist, and there was another cry of joy from the Napoli stands.

Ferdinando wore a hooded sweatshirt and sat in a corner of the home stand with his young girlfriend Gisela.

The whole game was watched by him, and when he saw Ouchulian desperately trying to save the team again and again, the fire in Ferdinando's heart rushed again and again.

Once upon a time, he, like Ou Chuliang, fell desperately and then got up, just to protect the goal behind him.

He had also heard the fans shouting for themselves, and he had also seen the endless applause of the fans in the stadium.

When the glory of the past was reflected in his heart, Ferdinando was finally ignited by the fire in his heart.

"Come on, Europe, come on, !!"

Ferdinando lifted the hood of his sweatshirt that was buttoned down his head, and his pale face turned red with excitement.

At this moment, he was completely reduced to a crazy fan under the surprised gaze of Gisela. His hoarse cry seemed to spill out the blood in his chest.

"Bora, you—" Gisela covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

It's been almost a year since Ferdinando became Napoli's starting goalkeeper, and she hasn't seen Ferdinando feel so intense.

At this time, Ferdinando was starved of oxygen because of yelling, and even his lungs were constantly coughing.

But he still didn't stop, and still shouted with the fans around him: "Ou, come on!" Naples, come on! ”

The surrounding fans looked at this sick teenager who finally integrated into the group with satisfaction, they may not recognize this as the former Napoli goalkeeper, but they knew that at this time, everyone's hearts were together!

"Oh, come on!!"

"Naples, come on!!"

Amid the shouts of the fans, Davis, who assisted on the edge of the penalty area, suddenly smashed a left-footed dunk, avoided Klaassen and followed up with a volley with his right leg.

The powerful shot from the near corner flew less than two metres before hitting Baldini's retreating heel.

With a buzz, the ball refracted.

The ball that had been pumped against Bardini's heel suddenly leaped high and swirled towards the far corner of the Napoli goal.

Ou Chuliang, who was guarding in the near corner, shook his body and watched the ball retreat rapidly.

He knew very well in his heart that if he didn't retreat quickly, it would be too late!

Sure enough, the ball flew higher and higher, and the speed of the ball became faster and faster.

When Ou Chuliang retreated to the previous thirty centimeters, he had no time to retreat, and he leaned back sharply, and pounced diagonally towards the far corner.

!!Oooo

In a burst of exclamations, the fingertips of Ou Chuliang's left hand finally tapped under the ball at the highest point. The ball that was spinning diagonally forward immediately changed direction and flew straight up.

Smack!

Poof!

There were two muffled sounds in front of the Napoli goal, one was the sound of the body falling to the ground, and the other was the sound of the ball falling to the ground.

Just when the Napoli defender was still looking back, Ou Chuliang, who fell to the ground on his back, suddenly stretched his hands over his shoulders and pushed hard, and a carp stood up again.

A series of operations once again left the group of Italians dumbfounded.

OH MY GOD, IT'S CHINESE KUNG FU!

Davis also opened his mouth wide, revealing the boar's fangs.

At this moment, he even thought that he had committed glaucoma, otherwise how could he explain that the goalkeeper who had just fallen on his back suddenly stood up again in an instant?

Ignoring everyone's surprise, Ou Chuliang picked up the ball in front of him and strode forward.

"Back to the defense!"

"Hurry back to defense!"

Zidane was the first to react, as the figure of Ou Chuliang holding the ball and running away grew larger and larger in his pupils.

As a good midfield maestro, he had a vague feeling that something bad was about to happen.

"No, I have to stop him!"

"I've got to stop him!"

Instead of turning around and running back like his teammates, Zidane rushed towards Ouchuliang.

"Never let him go fast, never!"

At this moment, Zidane only has this one thought in his mind.

No matter what method Ou Chuliang used, he would raise his right foot as soon as possible, even if it was symbolically to scare him.

As if sensing Zidane's intentions, Ou Chuliang also began to change direction diagonally.

At this moment, Ou Chuliang is like a rugby running back, intending to hold the ball to avoid the opponent's interception.

"I'll see how you kick!"

At the last moment, Zidane finally ran to Ou Chuliang's side at the front of the big penalty area.

"Caught up!"

Without saying a word, he flew up with his right foot and blocked in front of Ou Chuliang horizontally.

In this way, if Ou Chuliang still wants to throw the ball and swing his legs, he will have to change directions.

But who would have thought that in the face of Zidane's right leg lying in the air, Ou Chuliang would go castrated, and his stomach hit Zidane's knee all of a sudden.

It's like a long-distance runner crossing the finish line, and when he is intercepted by Zidane's right leg, Acchulian neither throws the ball in front of him, nor swings his left or right leg. His body was hunched like a large prawn, almost enveloping Zidane's legs.

Sou!

Zidane only felt a scream in his ears, and the ball that was originally held in Ou Chuliang's arms turned into a meteor and disappeared from his field of vision.

"What? He actually used to throw it? ”

A breeze blew, and Zidane subconsciously turned his head and looked at his own half.

The black and white ball has already turned into a small black dot by the wind. It crossed the halfway line and landed firmly at the edge of the Juventus penalty area.

"Oh, buy cakes! How far did he throw? ”

At this moment, the ball, which carried the focus of the whole court, crossed half of the court in a parabolic curve trajectory and landed in front of Damir without mistake.

"Oh my God! Ou this ball in the end..."

"In the end..."

"Is he a javelin?"

The on-site narrator was speechless.

He could clearly see the ball cross most of the pitch at once, and Napoli switched from defending to attacking.

Ou Chuliang's javelin-style vigorous hand throwing skills shocked the audience, and more than 60,000 fans at the scene exploded in an instant.

"B2B, this TM is called B2B!" Mourinho fell to his knees in front of the television, drafts and papers scattered all over the floor.

"What B2B midfielder, what B2B midfielder, where is a B2B goalkeeper cost-effective?"

Ou Chuliang's "sneak attack" made all Juventus defenders out of reach, and if Damir hadn't had a tacit understanding with Ou Chuliang's fast attack in training, he would not have rushed to the ball with all his strength at this time.

At the moment when Ou Chulian threw the ball, he had just stepped on the halfway line; Now, he dribbled close to the Juventus penalty area and the gate from one side, while Montero and Iuliano, who were at the end, were desperately chasing back on the other side.

"Neapolitan single sword!" The on-site commentator had no time to praise Ou Chuliang for throwing the ball just now, and at this moment, like other fans, his attention was on Damir, who formed a single knife in the front court.

In the face of Damir's dribbling attack, Peruzzi took two steps back slightly on the spot and had to abandon the goal when his teammates did not have time to chase back.

"Damir single-handedly..."

"Peruzzi is out..."

"Shoot!"

After a brief exclamation from the commentator, Damir just swung his leg and shook it for a moment, and then continued to slide the ball towards the baseline.

Damir's feints are so fake!

Peruzzi recognized it at first sight.

Boy, playing tricks on me?

You're still tender... Yes!

With an exclamation, there was a sudden soreness in Peruzzi's right waist.

Caught off guard, Peruzzi's center of gravity immediately became unbalanced, and it looked as if he was easily shaken away by Damir.

"Damir..."

"It's over!"

"Shot !!"

This time, the on-site narrator stretched his voice.

Because he couldn't be more sure that Damir's next move was to shoot!

Sure enough, after shaking off Peruzzi, in the face of the already gradually smaller shooting angle, Damir did not hesitate and directly pushed the ball towards the Juventus goal with the arch of his left foot.

Desperately chasing back Montero saw the ball roll in front of him, he did not hesitate to put the tackle decisively in a hurry.

With a pop, he slid into the goal with the ball.

“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!”

In an instant, a deafening exclamation came from the microphone at the scene.

All the Napoli fans stood up and waved whatever they could dance around.

Clothes, strips of cloth, toilet paper, flagpoles, and even a fan grabbed the strap of the telescope and stretched it out overhead and spun back and forth, like a flying stone, randomly hitting a lucky spectator.

The St. Paul's Stadium is boiling.

Juve's dugout froze.

At this moment, the whole of Italy was shocked, except for these villages in southern Italy.

Wo~~~ Special... Fack ???

Napoli scored?

Napoli are ahead?

A relegation team with a 1-0 lead over the Serie A leaders?

What the hell is this?

Are we still looking at Serie A?

At this moment, whether it is Inzaghi, or Piero, or Zidane, Deschamps, Conte, Davies, Montero... These well-known Serie A stars arrived at Sao Paulo with almost ten times more than Napoli, and now, they are about to take away a defeat.

Lippi and the assistant coach looked at each other, and even he couldn't understand why Juventus was attacking half a minute ago, but half a minute later, he was scored by the opponent?

"I can't believe it!"

"It's unbelievable!"

"In the 73rd minute, Napoli scored!"

"The scorer is Damir. Stojak !! ”

"The one who assists him is—"

Shouting this, the narrator deliberately swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

In the next second, a shudder came from all the loudspeakers in São Paulo: "OU~~~~~~~!!!!!!"

“OU! OU! OU! OU!!!”

In the stands, the Napoli fans cheered.

They were shoulder to shoulder, beating with the strangers around them, shouting the familiar syllable.

Ferdinando was also incredulous, holding his head and eyes wide as he looked at the Napoli players who were hugging and celebrating on the field.

"He did it, he really did!"

At this moment, Ferdinando felt like he was wearing his shirt and pants, standing on the football field, cheering and celebrating like his former team-mates.

"Bola, did you see that? We scored! We scored! Gisela excitedly hugged Ferdinando's arm, jumping up and down, "It's Ou, it's Ou!" ”

"Well, I saw it, I saw it!" Ferdinando couldn't hold back any longer, he hugged his girlfriend, and two lines of hot tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"It's Ou's assist, that's right, Ou's assist."

It turns out that a goalkeeper can really change the game by relying on his own efforts!

As soon as Zidane retracted his right leg, he thought Ou would say a few unpleasant swear words about his arrogant behavior, so he immediately walked towards his own half after closing his foot.

But before he could take a few steps, he saw Damir shake off Peruzzi and push the empty goal.

The next second, he turned his head in disbelief, and Ou Chuliang retreated to the small penalty area line at some point, clenching his fists and celebrating with his teammates in the air.

"What the hell was I doing!?" Zidane patted himself on the top of his head, and he kept asking himself.

"Why didn't you kick that harder? In that case I'll take him down and the referee will give them an inconsequential free-kick at the back. That would be like now..."

Zidane was annoyed, feeling that he could have just stopped the long-range hand-tossed assist, but he watched as he squandered the opportunity he had left for "God".

Perhaps Zidane didn't think that if he had really done that just now, such a brutal assault on the goalkeeper would not necessarily be a yellow card.

He could even be sent off with a red card.

But even if the red card is really out, Zidane feels more acceptable than the current result.

In front of the TV, Mourinho was crazy to the point of collapse.

The television camera showed Damir and other outfield players celebrating the goal, while Mourinho grabbed the A4 paper with the name of Acchulian on it, and circled around the coffee table, chairs, sofas and other furniture in the room like a mentally retarded person. While spinning in a circle, he was foaming at the mouth and muttering something, like an Australian aborigine with a bonfire.

Thousands of miles away, Huang Jianxiang was also overjoyed.

"This ball should only be in the sky, and it is rare to smell it a few times in the world!" Looking at the playback on the screen, Huang Jianxiang only felt that every cell in his body was stretching, and every cell was raising his eyebrows.

"Hehe, this is the first assist for a Chinese player in Serie A." Looking at the letters at the bottom of the screen, Zhang Lu couldn't help but feel proud.

Yes, as the first person in the four major leagues in the United States. Ou Chuliang not only gave an example to the seniors and juniors in China, but also refreshed the record of Chinese in the four major leagues.

Although Miura has already scored goals and assists in Serie A, as a Chinese who has just entered Serie A, Ou Chuliang is a solid statistic.

And the fact that the assist came from a goalkeeper is incredible.

Damir's goal shattered Juve's unbeaten myth.

What Serie A leader?

In the end, isn't it still a defeat?

Leotta, like the other female fans, shouted Ouchulian's name in a hoarse voice.

She didn't want to shout anything else.

Even Damir, who scored the goal, couldn't get her attention.

At this moment, Leotta seems to be transformed into a robot that can only pronounce one syllable, tirelessly screaming with the female fans around him until the power runs out.

Stan, a young fan, also sat in front of the TV, waving his hands and shouting "ououou".

Every time I heard her son's passionate shouts from the room behind her, Liana, who was selling cakes at the front desk, couldn't help but feel a burst of heartbeat.

"Is it OU? Did he help Napoli keep the net again? ”

No, this time, Acchulian helped Napoli score a goal!

"Mr. Moratti, in the history of Serie A, there are very few goalkeepers who have received such an assist as my employer." Raiola reminded softly, whether it is Pagliuca or Zenga or Peruzilosi, these famous goalkeepers in Serie A, it seems that there is really no Serie A assist so far.

Moratti didn't squeak, he didn't hear Raiola's words, but fell into deep self-doubt.

How so?

There seems to be something wrong with this script!

Just before Damir singled out, he had just received a phone call. Barry scored another goal at home to complete the comeback.

1-2 Inter Milan and 0-1 Juventus, will the two teams in the title race have to lose in the penultimate round?

That's ironic, isn't it?!

But if Juventus loses, will Inter lose?

Juventus lost or first, Inter lost, but second!

What the hell is Simone doing?!

Ronnie bought it all for him, can't he still win?

DOES HE STILL NEED A GOALKEEPER LIKE CHINA OU WHO CAN SAVE AND ASSIST, AND CAN ALSO CHINESE KUNG FU?

No kidding!!

After Damir's goal, Lippi played a substitution.

Not only did the formation change from 442 to 343, but even the lagging centre-backs occasionally crossed the midfield to participate in the attack.

For Juventus, there is no difference between losing one goal and losing two, all they have to do is score a goal as soon as possible to equalise.

At least in Naples, in São Paulo, they have to pick up the face they have lost.

Even during this period, this face has made fans step on countless feet.

In the 78th minute, with a direct pass from the front, Amoruso, who had just been substituted, shot at a small angle on the left side of the penalty area, and was blocked by Ou Chuliang from the ground.

In the 81st minute, Davis instigated a counterattack, and Amoruso burst into the right side of the penalty area with a single knife, and no one was able to stop him for a while.

But at a critical time, it was Ou Chuliang who stood up!

In the face of Amoruso's inverted triangle cross, Occhulian leapt to the rescue, quickly fell to the ground and reached out to save the ball from the penalty area.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

Ou Chuliang knows deeply that Juventus at this time is tense. When this breath is swallowed, it is almost impossible for the players to look hard at that time!

In the 86th minute, Zidane began to break through on the halfway line, and after connecting two people, he actually made a Marseille maneuver on the left side of the penalty area, and went straight past two defenders to burst into the penalty area.

At the critical moment, Ou Chuliang abandoned the door and went out. Before Zidane touches again, confiscated the ball.

Zidane took a deep breath, he knew that he was completely planted today.

There are one, there are two, starting with Zidane, then Piero, then Deschamps... Gradually, Ou Chuliang's steady performance made the Juventus players begin to be discouraged.

They also know the battle on Inter's side, anyway, Barry is ahead, and if everyone loses, they are still ahead in the standings, so there is no need to try to equalize.

What's more, with the Champions League final to play in a few days, they not only have to save their energy, but also save themselves from injury.

Seeing that the game time is getting shorter and shorter, the fans are shouting more and more.

Finally, when the referee blew the whistle for the end of the match, the whole of São Paulo was once again in the double tremor of the earthquake and tsunami.

"Oh my God, what do I see?"

"1 to 0!"

"We won!"

"We've won!"

"We beat Serie A leaders Juventus!"

"Napoli is back in glory at the Stadio São Paulo!"

"This day will forever be written in the history of Naples!"

After the narrator finished speaking, his hand was released, and the microphone fell to the ground.

Tears were streaming down his face, and all he knew was that he was once again touched by the damn football.

Before the game, there was a media outlet where not a single fan was optimistic about Napoli, and even the players didn't think they could win. But now, Napoli have persevered until the end, winning the game and earning another valuable three points on the road to relegation.

"Heaven will not kill me, heaven will not kill me!" Naples President Llorente also waved his fists out of thin air and kept hugging the officials next to him.

With these three points, Napoli may really be able to survive relegation!

"Parker, that Chinese Ou, is really our lucky general, lucky general!!"

Carried in Llorente's arms, Parker had no sense of joy at all.

A few days ago, Raiola found him, and with his superb business ability, persuaded Napoli to "give up" and leave Ouchulian.

If Napoli sell Acchulian this summer, they could also earn a large transfer fee; If Ouchulian leaves Naples next summer as a free man, Naples will not get a single child.

And Napoli's most valued Ouchulian follow-up transfer income and other commercial income, in Raiola's business ability, did not give Napoli a penny. In other words, if Napoli wants to make a profit on Ouchulian, they must sell him this summer.

But seeing Llorente's excited expression, Parker decided not to mention it yet.

In the VIP seat, looking at the Napoli players who were hugging in celebration in the field, Moratti had a complicated face, sighed, and put down his big brother.

On the other side, at the last moment of the game, the terrible Ivan helped Inter Milan complete an away draw, fighting for an embarrassing point for the team on the way to winning the championship.

It is embarrassing because even if Inter draws, Juventus is one point higher than Inter. With the last game remaining, as long as Juventus win, Inter Milan will still be runners-up.

The initiative, which could have been obtained, was once again given to the old woman.

There are too many mistakes that Inter have made this season!

"If I had known that this was the end, I would have ordered Simeone to win!" Moratti let out a long sigh.

At this time, he looked at Ou Chuliang in the field, and he actually had a feeling of "his own person".

Acchulian almost gave Inter the Serie A title as a nomination, but Simeone kicked it away like a ball.

Moratti decided that after playing in the Europa League, Simeone could leave with his baggage.