"Dad, did you think we would score in the second half?" A young Napoli fan asked.

"I don't know if we score or not, but we won't concede goals!" Dad Neapolitan replied triumphantly.

"Dad, did you think we would score in the second half?" A young Inter Milan fan asked.

"I don't know if we score or not, but we won't concede goals!" Inter Milan's dad replied firmly.

The lack of results in the first half made the Inter coach a little irritable.

'If you want to win the title, you have to score in the second half, you know?'

"Or do you want to see the hillbillies cheering on their home turf?"

"Do you know what that means? This means that in a few days' time in the city derby, you will be subjected to the most ruthless jokes of your rivals! ”

In the dressing room, several attacking players sat with Ronaldo, exchanging experiences. Luigi also gave most of the players the right to fire, including Diego Simeone and Zanetti, who also had the power to shoot if they got the opportunity after inserting the assist.

As a result, Pirlo's burden is even heavier, and he is responsible for passing the last kick, which requires different types of teammates to deliver passes in different situations.

"Anyway, I ask you to start the second half, no matter what method you use, to take the lead first!"

As the bell rang at halftime, Luigi pushed the players out of the room one by one.

'In the second half, will we really score?' In the stands, one of the neras worried.

Looking at the players of both sides who came out one after another, Neila, who was in charge of answering, said uncertainly: "I don't know, but judging from the performance at the end of the first half, the Chinese goalkeeper seems to have a more tacit understanding with his teammates." ”

"At the start of the second half, the players of both sides had already switched places. From right to left it was Inter Milan and from left to right it was Napoli. ”

The commentator who was commentator on the scene looked at the report in his hand boredly, he really didn't bother to read some data from the two sides. Without a goal, any stats are nonsense.

'There were no changes to either team and it seemed that the coaches on both sides were happy with the first half.

When the narrator said the word "satisfied", he deliberately bit it hard. All the neras know that they are not happy with the result of the first half!

'There were no substitutions, but we could see a couple of players on the sidelines warming up. I don't know if they will help Inter... Oh my God, what?! ”

The on-site commentator suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at the front of Inter Milan's goal.

"Oh! My God! What did I just see? ”

In front of the Inter goal, Damir's small-angle push rolled under Pagliuca's fingertips and hit the post.

He almost came out on top.

"Let's take another look at the replay."

"It was Longo's through ball, his powerful through ball down the flank that penetrated the entire Inter defence."

"It's incredible, what are the Inter defenders doing?"

The narrator looked a little angry, and the neras were not at peace inside. Damir's shot just now almost made their hearts pop out of their throats.

Shortly after the start of the second half, Napoli once again entered a state of "passive defense".

Everybody knows that in the first half, Inter players were free to kick at will. But after not scoring, the second half has to be real.

Although the opponent was expected to attack, Vincenzo did not let the team defend hard at half-time.

Long passes from the backfield, playing the ribs where the back and the defender are connected.

If you have the chance, you can even play behind the defenders, that's fine.

Be fast, be concise, and aim to shoot within three passes!

It was such a simple defensive counter-attacking tactic that allowed Napoli to hit the Inter post in the opening game.

This kick was like a kick in the hearts of the Inter players, making the whole team tremble.

What does Naples want to do?

They want to win?

Vincenzo snapped his fingers on the sidelines: There's a play?! Just hit it like that!

If they can really win against Inter Milan, then Napoli may be able to take advantage of this momentum and turn the game around!

Hahaha, it seems that Napoli don't need a fifth coach this season!

But how can Inter be messed with?

After Damir almost stole the chicken, Inter launched a stormy counterattack.

In the 50th minute, Simeone took two steps left and right in midfield, and before the Napoli defenders could react, he suddenly got up with a long ball and passed the ball to Pirlo on the wing.

At the same time, Ivan and Ronaldo were on the move, like two sharp knives into the Napoli hinterland.

Ayala and Bardini quickly split up and defended closely, targeting Inter's two most famous strikers.

As a result, Djokov, hidden in the shadows, became a free man again.

"Mid lane! That number 6! ”

Ou Chuliang commanded loudly.

Klassen stopped moving sideways and looked in the direction that Ocullian was pointing.

Sure enough, Pirlo's cross was fixed on Djokaef again, and it seemed that this guy still wanted to repeat his old trick and shoot at the ball.

"I'm not going to let you get away with it easily!" Klaassen swooped forward, proud that his goalkeeper had spotted the hole in time.

Djokaeff was not a reckless man, and in the face of Klaassen's top tackle, Djokaeff flashed and continued to rush towards the ball.

In the next second, at the moment of touching the ball, Djokaev actually stretched his right leg and let the ball get through between his legs. And poor Klaassen, apparently did not expect that the fish Kraft would leak the ball at this time. He could only make a mistake with Djokaef and watch the ball roll sideways.

At this moment, Paulo Sousa, who had been acting as a transit hub in the midfield, suddenly appeared in front of the ball.

As an important part of Portugal's golden generation, Paolo Sousa has been plagued by injuries in recent years, but he is still a regular force in Portugal.

The former world junior champion is also an important piece of the puzzle for Moratti to rebuild Inter's glory, but unfortunately Sosa has been suffering from injuries since joining Inter.

Although he is only 28 years old this year, he has also begun to lose his main midfield position at Inter, and Luigi will no longer give an injured player more chances.

Still, when a star shines on the pitch, it's not something that some pain can stop.

Pirlo's cross was a bit skewed towards the back, so the Napoli defenders didn't dare to get up easily.

The moment Sosa, who was inserted at high speed, touched the ball, before Altomare could react, both of the opponent's feet touched the ball in succession.

For a moment, Altomare's defensive focus was a little uncertain. Taking advantage of this moment, Paolo Sousa easily broke through with the ball from his right and went straight towards the center of the penalty area.

"Single Knife!"

"Another one-on-one!"

The on-site commentator shouted nervously, and after shouting, he didn't know why he added "again" in front of the single knife.

The Meazza Stadium was full of exclamations, and the fans watched the scene on the field nervously.

A showdown between two World Junior Champions!

Swish!

Ou Chuliang was as fast as lightning.

Although Bardini was close behind Sousa, Acchulian didn't believe the teammate would be able to pull Sosa for a steal.

"Hold him!" Ou Chuliang roared.

The roar rushed towards him, and looking at Ouchulian's wide open mouth, Paolo Sousa felt that he was facing a roaring lion.

For a moment, Paolo Sousa hesitated.

He finally understood why his team-mates in charge of the attack in the first half were all off par with the final kick.

He thought of passing.

Wouldn't it be nice to put the ball in the open space and then push it into the empty net?

Sosa glanced at the road.

He saw Ronaldo, he saw Ivan, but neither of them was particularly well positioned.

Although the two are also in front, looking at Ronaldo's running direction, it is more like looking for the best place to shoot.

Shots?

Are they sure they want me to?

I can enter...

Before the word "?" was formed in his brain, Paolo Souza felt a stumble under his feet, and the whole world seemed to be turned upside down.

What's wrong?

Has the Earth flipped upside down?

It wasn't until the back of his spine fell to the ground that Sosa finally realized that it was not the world that had turned upside down, but that he was spinning in the air.

It's so twitchy!

If Paolo Sousa had been to the Northeast, he would have used this adjective at this time.

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

Ou Chuliang clutched the ball tightly and tucked his head between his arms, avoiding the scraping of Sosa's feet.

When he completely avoided the opponent, Ou Chuliang quickly stood up with the ball, and he felt that this should be a good opportunity to counterattack.

But just as he was about to throw the ball to his team-mates who were a little further up the flank, the referee's whistle blew again.

Looking at Bellucci, who had already started, Oclie slammed the ball to the ground.

Bang!

The ball bounced high and it seemed that it was the Napoli goalkeeper who had been wronged.

The on-site commentator was also a little blindsided, as he saw the Inter team doctor run onto the pitch for the second time.

"Ou Chuliang's attack is too fast and decisive! Take advantage of the opponent's sudden acceleration and perfectly intercept the ball from the opponent's feet. ”

"It was originally an opponent's single knife, hehe, but it was transformed into Ou Chuliang's solo performance again." Zhang Lu said proudly into the microphone.

Luigi is really going crazy.

"If this opportunity doesn't go in yet, the Portuguese won't want to start in the future!"

Before he could let his breath out, Luigi saw the team doctor hurrying off the field carrying a stretcher, and there was still an Inter player lying on the stretcher.

"Well, it looks like I just wanted him to play, and he didn't have a chance." Seeing that Sosa was really injured, Luigi also sighed and waved his hand to the team members who had already warmed up: "Aaron, come over to me quickly!" ”

Aron. Winter quickly ran to Luigi's side, knowing that the coach had to give him important things in the limited time.

"Assist." Luigi uttered the first keyword.

"Don't show mercy to your opponent!" Luigi said fiercely.

Under the fourth official's sign, Inter Milan took the lead in substitutions, and it was a helpless move.

"What's wrong with Inter!"

"Why can't you even kick the Southerners?"

The neras were a little worried that the players were injured and went off the pitch, which was not a good sign.

"Oh, it's beautiful!"

"Oh, thanks to you!"

"Oh, you're such an amazing goalkeeper!"

The teammates took the opportunity to give Ou Chuliang a thumbs up, if it wasn't for Ou Chuliang's magical play, Napoli might have fallen behind by 5 goals at this moment.

Ou Chuliang was a little unhappy, it was indeed a good opportunity to attack just now.

Even Paulo Sousa rushed into the box, and Inter did not let go of the players except for two defenders in the half.

"Come on, guys. I can't keep magical! ”

"It's okay, that's enough!" Ayala was a little proud, "Tomorrow all Italians will know that we have a magical goalkeeper!" ”

His teammates were full of confidence in Ou Chuliang.

The game is not over yet, the next day has not yet arrived, and the teammates are already looking forward to the next day's newspaper headlines.

The successive defeats in the first half of the league have hit the bottom of the confidence of these players, and they will be excited at the slightest chance of rebound.

Moratti's face was no longer as gloomy as it was in the first half, and when he saw Ou Chulian as his own, he felt more and more that this young man was extremely pleasing to the eye.

"A talent like him is no longer suitable to play under the Southerners." Moratti has already begun to wonder what price he will use to get Acchulian from Napoli to Inter Milan.

After Inter's substitution, there was no extreme change on the pitch.

Aron. Winter is an engineer-type midfielder who has so far outperformed Edwin van der Sar in appearances.

Whether it's the Eredivisie champion or the best young player in the Netherlands, these accolades have nothing to do with Chinese fans.

But when this swarthy player came on the field, many Chinese fans recognized him!

"Yo, another Chinese has come up!"

"Hahaha, this is authentic Chinese!"

Chinese fans laughed, and some even joked about seeing a "Chinese derby" in Serie A.

Unlike Recoba, a fake "Chinese boy", Aron. Winter is indeed a quarter of Chinese ancestry.

His grandfather, Zhang Junqiang, was doing business overseas and had a son left with a local woman, who later changed to "Winter" with his mother. Later, the old "Winter" immigrated to the windmill kingdom of Tulip, married a local woman and gave birth to Winter.

The year before last, the national football team went to the Netherlands to play a friendly match, and finally lost 0-2 to the opponent, and one of the goals was Winter, which was also the first time in history that China and the Netherlands played each other.

The most surprising thing was that during the pre-match handshake, Winter said in standard Chinese to every player who shook his hand: I am Chinese.

This orange-flavored "I am Chinese" has also become a good story in the history of Sino-Dutch warfare.

Huang Jianxiang looked at the running figure of Aaron Winter, and couldn't help but joke: "Winter once represented the Netherlands in the World Cup in 94, counting, Winter with a quarter of Chinese blood should be the first Chinese to appear in the World Cup!" ”

ridicule is ridicule, but Winter didn't give Ou Chuliang any face after he came on the court.

In the 58th minute, Aaron Winter personally dribbled forward with the ball and instigated an attack.

In the face of the frontal defense of the two players, Winter suddenly stretched out his foot and made a very imaginative pass.

The ball flew over the heads of two Napoli defenders and into the feet of Djokaef on the edge of the box.

Djokaef picked up the ball and when he faced the Napoli goal, the ball fell just over his head.

"It's coming!"

The narrator only had time to speak.

Djokaeff didn't adjust at all and fired a direct volley for the third time of the game.

"Bang!"

This time, Djokaeff's forefoot didn't hit the ball completely, and more of the ball fell to Djokaeff's toes.

What started out as a volley turned into a long-angle lob.

Ou Chuliang did not hesitate for a moment, and jumped to the right again. Stretching out his right hand as he jumped to the top of the jump, he lifted the ball off the crossbar.

"Bang!"

Looking at the ball bouncing into the sky, Djokaev shook his head again and sighed.

Still can't do it!

"Oh, roar, roar!"

There was another neat exclamation from the visitors' stands.

Looking at the replay of Ou Chuliang's just saved, countless fans shrunk their necks, frowned, and their mouths pursed into an "O" shape.

"How many times is this?"

"Once again, Ou rejected Djokaeff's volley!"

The narrator barely calmed down, and he didn't know how many times he was disappointed.

China's Europe reacted too fast!

He couldn't tell if this was Ou Chuliang's knee-jerk reaction or if he had been prepared for it, in short, Ou Chuliang's performance today was absolutely world-class, because he could always keep the shots of world-class stars out of the goal.

"The weak team is the goalkeeper!"

The narrator sighed helplessly.

Djokaeff turned his head to look at Ronaldo after seeing the ball fly off the crossbar. The two looked at each other, and Ronnie made a helpless expression.

In the second half, he was almost locked up by two Napoli players. But letting him play on the goal is not necessarily as good as Djokaeff's.

"Let God decide!" Ivan came between the two and panted.

The lack of consecutive shots on goal inevitably discouraged these top strikers. But predictably, a young goalkeeper is stepping on their shoulders and rising.

The game has been played for about an hour, and even if Inter Milan scores a goal at this time, there is no way to prevent Ou Chuliang's name from resounding in Serie A.

Now, the fans will see how far Ou Chuliang can defend and when Inter can score a face-saving goal.

For Inter at this time, a draw is a defeat!

After the corner kick, Ou Chuliang successfully judged the course of the ball and intercepted it with both hands in the air.

Watching Ou Chuliang land smoothly, the players of Inter Milan were no longer surprised.

They know that they are facing a goalkeeper of their level.

As the game ticked by, Napoli avoided further entanglements with the Inter players.

Ou Chuliang's strong hand toss allows the ball to pass quickly through the midfield and land accurately at the feet of his teammates.

Gradually, Luigi began to sit still as Ou Chuliang helped his teammates get counter-attacking opportunities with precise hand throws again and again.

"Is his arm made of a machine?"

After watching Ou Chuliang use these arms to pounce on the ball, support his body, and throw the ball from a long distance, Luigi was a little frustrated and crazy.

The elder Maldini in the stands also noticed this, and every time Ouchulian threw the ball with his hand, he happened to throw the ball to his teammate at the intersection of the middle line and the touchline, and as time passed, Ouchulian did not show signs of exhaustion.

"He's got a pair of strong, powerful arms!" Old Maldini muttered.

There are many goalkeepers who can throw the ball across the halfway line with their hands, and there are also many people like Ou Chuliang who throw a diagonal line into the corner of the midfield.

But after a long game, you can still throw so accurately and powerfully, and that's an advantage.

If Achurion can throw from the beginning of the game to the end of the game, then his team will always have an attacking line. In this way, the value of this goalkeeper is even higher.

Professionals study what kind of convenience Ou Chuliang's arm strength will bring to the team, but Leotta is fantasizing about how she will break free if one day she has such a pair of strong arms to hold her.

Fool!

Why break free?

How good would it be to honestly lie in each other's arms?

"Hi~~~" The southern girl put one hand on her cheek and let out a long sigh.

She remembered that when she first met Ou Chuliang, the planes had already begun to glide.

How nice it would be if you didn't get that sleep!

In the 67th minute, Luigi made another substitution.

Chinese boy Recoba was replaced with a central midfielder from Brazil who was also from Brazil like Ronaldo.

Marsh. Elias is a left-footed player who was selected by Bundesliga giants Bayer Leverkusen in the Gold Cup in the United States the year before last, when he played for Corinthians in Brazil.

This season, Ze. Elias by Sandro. Mazzola recommended a move from Bayer Leverkusen to Inter Milan.

But compared to the prosperity of his former teammates, Elias rarely got a chance to perform. The occasional few appearances have not been impressive.

Just like he played this time.

Taking advantage of Elias's rustiness when he first came on the field, Ou Chulian quickly threw the ball into the penalty area for cash after a successful interception, and threw the ball to his teammates in front of the side insertion.

A beautiful counterattack!

Bellucci had barely taken two steps before the ball landed in front of him.

Keeping Vincenzo's tactical plan in mind, Bellucci strode forward with the ball.

He's going to cross the ball!

Bellucci's intentions were too obvious, but none of the Inter defenders could catch up with him.

Sane dropped back into the box early as Damir had already flanked him from the middle.

"Napoli's counter-attacking chance!"

It is rare to see Napoli attacking with the ball, whether it is Napoli fans or domestic fans are tense at the moment, staring at the stadium through the screen.

Three meters before the bottom line, Bellucci flew up and drove the ball towards the center of the penalty area.

With the Inter defender defending him still two metres behind him at this time, Bellucci was extremely well prepared and his crosses were of high quality.

Seeing this, Damir changed his course from the top of the arc and rushed towards the front point.

Zanetti saw it in his eyes and hurriedly ran forward.

Can't let him get the ball!

Sure enough, Bellucci's cross was on target!

On the edge of the six-yard box, Zanetti and Bellucci leaped up almost at the same time.

"I'll never let you attack the door!" Zanetti roared in his heart, and his body slammed into Damir in the air.

Boom!

Pagliuca didn't pay attention to his teammates who bumped into the opponent at the front point, and his eyes flashed with panic.

The ball that Damir barely managed to get to the back of the net did not fly towards the goal, but continued to fly sideways towards the back post.

"Rear point!" Huang Jianxiang exclaimed.

Francesco. Trini was also in the Inter penalty area, standing at the back post of the opposition goal and watching the ball fly down his forehead.

Standing still, he didn't even have to jump and stretched his neck a little, and before Pagliuca could turn around completely, he pushed the ball into the door.

"The ball went in... goal?”

The on-site commentator was stunned, he couldn't believe it.

But the Neapolitan commentator had already gone crazy, he threw off his headphones, picked up the microphone in front of him, and shouted: "GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! ”

"TRINI, GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!"

Napoli are ahead?

All the fans were stunned.

Looking at the ball in the goal behind Pagliuca, the Napoli fans bounced off their seats for the first time, jumping and shouting and cheering.

"No, it can't be!" Meacha's narrator shook his head repeatedly.

"It's not a goal! No, it's not! As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the side, and in the next second, his voice rose several decibels, like a red carpet girl walking bare, "The linesman raised the flag, yes, it's not a goal, it's not, it's not !! ”

The Napoli players who had just celebrated also stopped, their faces full of innocence, and they looked at the referee with their hands outstretched, as if complaining about something.

But the Nellas didn't care about that, they all stood up and chanted Inter's name, and there was a feeling of the aftermath of the disaster.

"What's going on?" Huang Jianxiang was also a little puzzled.

"Is it offside?" Zhang Lu hesitated.

Slow-motion replays twice in a row, and finally, in the slow-motion replay at the third angle, Huang Jianxiang captures the moment at Damir's ferry, Trini has a right foot on the offside line.

"Right foot offside?"

"No, it's a half-foot offside!" The netizens in the live broadcast room of Jianghu also blew up.

"No, you're wrong, it's the toe offside!"

"No, what I said upstairs is not accurate, it's an offside toenails!"

"No, you're not right, yes... It's the hairs on the toes that are offside! ”

“...”

Netizens were speechless for a while, they subconsciously lowered their heads, looked at their big toes, and then typed a few words on the keyboard: "I don't have hair on my toes." ”

And just like that, a sharp counter-attack from Napoli ended with a slight extension of Terini's right foot.

In the coach's seat, Vincenzo held his heart and shook his head.

What a great opportunity to make a name for yourself, just missed it!

There was a big deal for fans on both sides, and when it calmed down, the Nella were the first to stop.

What's going on?

How can you see that the opponent's goal is invalid, as if your own person has scored?

When did our big rice drop in price like this?

That's too low, isn't it?

The home stands were full of sorrow, but the away stands were jubilant.

Anyway, you didn't score, we went in!

Don't care if it counts, whether it counts or not, isn't it the referee's final say?

Who knows if the referee was bought by you!

If it had been at the São Paulo Stadium, the goal would have been scored.

So, it was you damn Northerners who took away the goal that belonged to us and the victory that belonged to us!

The Napoli fans got cheap and behaved, and one by one they stood up and mocked in the stands.

Whenever any Inter player touched the ball, there were bursts of boos from the visitors' stands.

Although the home team fans are outnumbered by the visitors, they are really in no mood to cheer anymore at this moment.

TNN's, even if you score a goal at this time, you don't feel like you're faceless!

However, Inter's goal never came.

In the 70th minute, Winter split the ball in the middle, and Ronaldo shot low from a small angle in the penalty area, which was saved out of bounds by Ou Chuliang with both hands.

In the 73rd minute, Andrea Pirlo and Djokaef played a one-two in succession in front of the field, and were interfered with by Bardini before bursting into the box.

Ou Chuliang seized the fleeting opportunity and made a decisive attack to confiscate the ball.

In the 78th minute, Ronaldo received a pass from his teammates on the left side of the penalty area.

In the face of Ou Chuliang's attack, the alien actually fired a volley and knocked the ball away!

Seeing the alien's substandard footwork, all the neras shook their heads and sighed.

Alien Ronnie is like this, who else can step up and save the team?

In the 80th minute, Luigi played the last substitution.

Ivan the Horror was replaced by Nigerian striker Nwankovo. Kanu.

The lanky Kanu swayed like a bamboo pole in the Napoli penalty area.

On the resume, Kanoo's honor is not even worse than Ronaldo's.

Nigerian First Division champions, Eredivisie champions, Champions League champions, Toyota Cup champions, and even an Olympic champion!

At the Atlanta 96 Olympics, it was Kanu who scored two goals in the semi-finals to help Nigeria eliminate Ronaldo's "dream team" Brazil.

For Kanu, Ou Chuliang is also familiar with this opponent, after all, he has met in the group stage.

Although Kanu is 1.97 meters tall, heading is not his forte.

In the midst of a shout, Acchulian leaped high and picked up Pirlo's free-kick over Canu's head.

Seeing that Ou Chuliang landed steadily, the Napoli fans booed again.

"Hahaha, you guys didn't have a move, right?!"

"Is Inter already exhausted?"

"Sending a sick person out of the game!"

"If there is anything else you can do, use it all!"

In the face of the boos of the visiting fans, the faces of the neras were also blue and red.

Despite his previous success, Kanu was diagnosed with a heart condition after his move to Inter Milan and was told by doctors that he was no longer fit to play football.

In July 1997, Kanu returned to the pitch after heart surgery, but his form was far from what it used to be.

In addition, there is a big tall man who plays technical work at his feet, and a hemp player like him basically avoids Ou Chuliang in the Naples penalty area.

With the lessons of Ivan and Sosa, Kanu doesn't dare to go head-to-head with Ou Chulian!

As a result, Kanu was just doing a passing action in the Napoli penalty area, and did not even contribute a shot in the promotion time of the game.

The three substitutions didn't work, and the game came to an end.

In stoppage time, Inter Milan got one last chance.

Together with Zanetti and others, they all stood in the Napoli penalty area, and from the point of view of time, if the goal was not scored, the referee would not give Napoli time to counterattack.

Andrea Pirlo stood in front of the ball and was waved at by at least five points in the box.

Swish!

Surprisingly, the youngster didn't use an arc to get the ball over his team-mate's head as before.

At the last moment, he opted to kick a leaf slash.

The ball flew over the wall and plummeted, heading towards the corner of the goal.

Fans on both sides let out an exclamation!

No one expected Pirlo to go straight to the goal.

After the kick, Pirlo stood still. He's already made a move, it's up to his opponent to deal with it.

He knew it was the team's last chance and he wasn't qualified to shoot straight at this point.

But he wanted to take a gamble.

If you score at this time, the glory of the whole game will fall on him.

He was also a young man.

There is no young man who does not want to become famous with one goal.

Vincenzo stood on the sidelines, watching Pirlo's kick ball, the corners of his mouth slowly curling.

This kick will only add glory to Ou!

Sure enough, in the next second, a black and white fist appeared in the path of the ball, blocking it outside the goal line.

Beep, beep!!

The whistle blew and the bounced ball was over before it stopped.

Pirlo let out a long sigh, he didn't want to look at Luigi's frantic expression on the sidelines.

He knew that he had made a mistake at the end of the game, and that mistake could even lead to the "defeat" of the coach, the fans and even the club's hierarchy. After today, even if the coach prefers it, he won't want to play easily.

At this moment, Pirlo looked at Ou Chuliang, who patted his legs and easily got up from the ground, and suddenly felt like a child.

An ignorant teenager who just bought a pair of gloves from a toy store and challenged Ali to become a boxing champion.

"I know that kick is very childish, but I still can't help but wonder how much difference there is between me and Ou!" Years later, the accomplished Andrea Pirlo recalled the shot in an exclusive interview.

Looking at the host's expression of encouragement to continue, the sleepy skin, which was already full of beard, smiled self-deprecatingly. He didn't answer the question directly, but said softly: "That was the first time Ou shone on the European stage, I shouldn't have kicked that kick." ”