"Zhang Shu has shot! The ball went in!! goooooooo。 Pen % fun % pavilion www.biquge.info. cough~cough~cough~~" In the studio, Huang * Jian* Xiang saw the football flying into the goal, and originally wanted to have a passionate long sound, but he couldn't help laughing when he was only halfway through the shout, and in order to hide his laughter, he could only interrupt his shouting with coughing.

"Hahahaha!" Director Zhang didn't pay so much attention to it, he laughed unabashedly, "Zhang Shu... Hahaha... Zhang Shu... It's this kind of ball again... Hahahaha... Oops, it's so funny, why does Zhang Shu always score such unconventional goals every time he faces AC Milan... ”

Zhang Lu is not a CCTV person, so he doesn't need to pay attention to any influence, and he doesn't need to think too much about the feelings of domestic Milan fans.

But Huang *Jian* Xiang was different, he didn't want fans to complain about the two of them mocking AC Milan after the game, so he quickly adjusted his emotions back and began to explain the goal in a more neutral tone.

"Zhang Shu's ball was very clever, he threw the ball on Dida's back and then touched the ball, so it was not a throw-in violation. It's just that the mood of the Milan team is expected to be complicated. was scored by Zhang Shu in such an unconventional way, and it was twice, hahahaha... ”

At the end, he couldn't help but laugh.

So the two of them simply turned off the microphone and laughed uncontrollably in the studio.

In fact, most of the time, CCTV's rigid regulations are just their self-castration, and Chinese Milan fans don't care too much about the laughter of the two commentators.

Because at this time, most of the fans are also laughing in front of the TV, including some Milan fans can't help but laugh.

For a while, countless posts mocking Milan appeared on the Internet.

"Zhang Shu said: I'm so witty."

"I found that Zhang Shu, who is usually a second-class goods, has an IQ every time he faces Milan!"

"Is Milan's setting to score 100 per cent goals in a strange way?"

"What kind of sin have I done! Every time I have to be hurt by Zhang Shu like this! But I'm sorry for my rice, I couldn't help but laugh too... ”

"It is highly recommended that Serie A have Brescia and Milan play two more games a year, it will definitely increase the ratings! I'm already looking forward to what Zhang Shu will do next season against Milan. ”

"I see the horse team's expression is so embarrassed, this is the second time, right? Zhang Shu, you return my cold horse team! ”

"Fortunately, I didn't play in my family, so I don't need to be a background board."

Rarely, there was a lot of fun on the Chinese Internet, whether it was the Milan fans who lost the goal or other fans who supported Zhang Shu, everyone was very happy to discuss.

It's really hard for Milan fans to be angry about this conceded goal, on the one hand, because the player who scored the goal is our Chinese player, and on the other hand, because the way of scoring the goal is so joyful, they can't afford to raise their hatred for Zhang Shu at all.

When Ancelotti saw Brescia counterattack, he was still leaning back in his chair and looked very calm. He didn't care about the result of the game, and now he has his eye on Inter Milan's Champions League semi-final in three days' time.

The league that has no hope of winning the championship is more important than the Champions League, and the fool knows how to choose.

Once Dida had shoveled the ball out of bounds, Ancelotti was even more composure, shrugging his shoulders as if to mock Brescia for failing to take such a good opportunity. Then he picked up a bottle of water, unscrewed the cap, and put it in his mouth.

After a few seconds, he sprayed all the water on the grass in front of him.

"This... Wozawa Efak! ”

Ancelotti, who didn't know what words to use to express his feelings, could only vent his complex emotions in an international lingua franca.

It's as if it was yesterday and that feeling is back.

If Ancelotti were fluent in Chinese, he would know that the best adjective for him to be in this mood right now is called "egg pain".

The Milan players were also on the pitch, and their first reaction when they saw the ball conceded was - is this ball a foul?

But with their years of experience on the field, they still can't find the place where Zhang Shu violated the goal.

The rule of the throw-in is that the thrower cannot touch the ball again until another player touches the ball, and Zhang Shu throws the ball on Dida's back and bounces it back, which is not against any rule. And because his action of smashing the opposing player with the ball had sufficient reasons to prove that he was only for the sake of serving the sideline quickly, and not a retaliatory action, the referee did not even award him a foul.

Although it was a bit of a tricky goal, it was a goal that followed the rules of football, just like the one they scored in their first meeting.

This fact made the hearts of the Milan players even more unhappy.

why every time this kind of goal happens to us!

Dida wanted to cry without tears, Mom finally thought that she had taken revenge, but the old hatred was not avenged and a new revenge was added, if the last goal was just an ordinary member of the background, he was definitely the protagonist in the goal replay this time!

It can be predicted that for a long time in the future, I will become the fool who is used by people in people's mouths.

Thinking of this, Dida's heart became even more depressed.

Of course, the mood of the Milan players could not be understood, and after the goal, he ran happily to his teammates, and Toni immediately rushed up to hug him, and the others hugged him.

"Hahahaha, you kid! Why do you think of this weird way of solving a problem every time! ”

"Zhang, I'm really curious about what you're going on in your head every day."

"Zhang, if you continue like this, be careful of being beaten in Milan City!"

His teammates laughed and talked to him as they rubbed his hair like a bird's nest.

"Tap! Tap! Zhang Shu kept slapping the hands of his teammates on his head with his hands, "I don't want to start balding in my 30s like Pep!" ”

Hearing him say this, Brescia's team members rubbed more cheerfully.

"Little bastard, for your sake, I won't bother with you." Although Guardiola said this, he also retaliated and rubbed two handfuls.

"By the way, Zhang, you went to kiss the corner flagpole last time you used the corner flagpole to assist, don't you want to thank Dida this time?" Mattuzarun coaxed to the side.

Zhang Shu raised his head and looked at Dida, whose face was black and could drip water, and his head shook violently like a rattle. (To be continued.) )