In the last 17 minutes of the second half, the Milan Juniors finally came out of the nest and launched the most ferocious attack on Pavia's position.

From leading by three goals to conceding two goals in a row, they have lost confidence in their defence, and they are afraid that if they don't attack again, they may die of depression in frustration.

It took Descartes just 28 minutes to shatter the confidence they had built up in the previous half.

It may be really difficult for Descartes to appear in professional football in the future, but he has proved with his performance that he is no worse than any so-called "genius" among his peers.

All he needed was a chance.

And Milan is not unable to cure Descartes's disease, but they seem to feel that players of Descartes' quality are everywhere, and they don't need to waste too many resources for this little guy.

Now it was their turn to bear the consequences.

Descartes' performance was not limited to these 28 minutes, as he was more active up front when Milan lifted the blockade on him, and the entire Pavia junior team was able to attack Milan without showing weakness under his leadership.

The final 17 minutes suddenly became exciting, with the two sides going back and forth, switching between each other's penalty areas at breakneck speed, and every second looked like it could produce a goal.

Such a game made the crowd on the sidelines look addicted, but it made the head coach of the Milan team, Mr. Evani, frown.

He originally thought that when Milan came to their senses, their attack would be enough to keep the Pavia Boys at bay, but now it seems that the Pavia Boys are playing with ease, and they are not afraid of Milan and Milan attacking.

Seeing the boy running in the breeze, Evani suddenly felt a little regret in his heart.

This little guy did make him feel moved at first, but when he got his physical examination report, he made the decision to give up on him as soon as possible.

Because this little guy not only has great hidden dangers in his body, but the physical examination data is not dazzling: his 100-meter speed is only a little faster than ordinary people, and his explosiveness is not the best, and his strength and physical strength are his weaknesses.

So Mr. Evani doesn't think there is a need for Milan to waste more resources on such a ubiquitous young player, even if Milan spends money to treat him? Anemia is not an incurable disease in the first place, and it requires long-term treatment, and it is obviously irrational to pay such a price for a player who is not very good and may not be able to set foot on the professional football field in the future.

But now it seems that this may have been a very wrong decision he made.

He didn't expect a player with mediocre physical qualities to shine so brightly on the court.

Moreover, Mr. Mancard's use of Descartes also gave him new inspiration.

Anemia was enough to affect Descartes' physical strength and body, but no one had to play a full 90 minutes for a footballer.

As long as you can get the most out of your playing time, what does it matter if you only play 45 minutes?

Ole Gunnar Solskjaer was not substituted until 81 minutes into the 98-99 Champions League final, but 12 minutes later, he and Sheringham combined to create the world's greatest comeback.

A good player can decide a winner in 12 minutes, let alone 45 minutes?

Mr. Evani's mind suddenly wandered a little, and an irrepressible thought popped into his mind: when he returned, he must immediately apply to Mr. Galliani to reintegrate this special young player into the Milan squad.

As long as Milan can help him with his physical illness, the future of this child will be limitless!

As if to urge Mr. Evani to make up his mind faster, just a minute after the thought crossed his mind, Descartes scored again.

The goal was also a reflection of individual heroism.

With the Milan Juniors pressing aggressively, their defence could no longer be as tight and neat as before. So on a counter-attack, Descartes shook off the midfielder who had been marking him, cut through the Milan defence with a simple one-two, and scored what was perhaps the easiest goal of the game.

3:3！

Milan, who once thought they were sure of victory, finally looked wavered in their view of victory.

Then there was a split in their three lines, and the frontcourt players wanted to keep attacking and had to win; The backfield players automatically started to shrink the defense, nonsense, it wasn't the strikers who were scolded after losing the ball, why should they wipe the butts of those guys who couldn't score goals?

As a result, Milan's formation began to go into a fragmented situation, and at this time, their head coach was so immersed in thinking about how to convince Gard to accept Descartes, and he did not even notice their situation.

So four minutes later, Milan suffered another heavy blow.

This time it was Pavia's striker who was replaced by the Iron Tree blossoming midfielder.

A very simple striker pulled the gap and inserted a long-range shot in the front midfield, perhaps this usually inconspicuous striker left too little impression on the opponent, and when he shot, there was no one within five meters of him.

If such an easy and freehand shot doesn't go in, then he will definitely score the Chinese national team next time.

The goal here completely crushed the Milan teenagers, and until the end of the game, they did not break the door of the Pavia teenagers again.

So this revenge battle, which was hyped by the local fans in Milan before the game, finally came to an end in the shocking reversal of the Pavia teenagers.

The Milan and Pavia fans who came to watch the game from the sidelines gave a round of applause to Descartes as he walked off the pitch, and although there was no champagne or the best medal on the spot, the applause spoke for itself.

Descartes is now increasingly becoming the spiritual core of the Pavia Junior Team.

And just after this game, Mr. Evani found Descartes again, and looked at the teenager who had been persuaded to quit only a few months ago, and Mr. Evani was full of sighs.

"Descartes. Mondillo, it looks like you're getting better, I heard you're being treated in a hospital? Mr. Evani opened the conversation first, not only congratulating Descartes on his performance, but also bringing the conversation to his condition.

Descartes was also very respectful to Evani, after all, when Evani gave up on him, he told him earnestly that it was for the sake of his body, not because he looked down on him, but because a large part of it was for his good, so he did not resent it at that time.

So he responded politely to Mr. Evani: "Yes Mr. Evani, I am now being treated with a new drug, and the doctor told me that there is a great chance to suppress the pathology of my body. ”

"That's great." Evani was genuinely happy for him, and at the same time asked as if casually: "So Descartes, are you still willing to play for Milan after you are healthy?" ”

"Milan club?" Descartes' eyes suddenly became confused, because what did Evani mean by saying "Milan club" and not "Milan academy"? Does that mean he has a good chance of getting the promise of a first-team finish?

Descartes' heart suddenly began to beat uncontrollably.

Of course, he loved Pavia FC, but everyone knew that Pavia could not provide him with the stage he wanted, and Milan ......

This may be the opportunity he can only wait for once in a lifetime!

Descartes found that his heart was shaken again, and he did not know how to answer Evani for a while, and after thinking for a long time, he took a deep breath and said to Evani: "Monsieur Evani, can I consider this matter?" I feel like my mind is in a mess right now and I can't answer your question. ”

With a kind smile on his face, Evani nodded slightly: "Don't worry, little one, the door of Milanello is always open for you." ”

Milanello! Not Vismara!

Descartes' heart beat wildly twice, and then he walked out in a daze, all the way in the direction of Monsieur Mancard.

Mr. Mancarder is smiling and encouraging his youngsters, and after the win over Milan, Pavia Juniors have won seven league games in a row.

It's not unusual to put such a record on Inter or Milan Juniors, but on a team like Pavia Juniors, it's a miracle.

Mr. Mancard, of course, has reason to be happy.

However, when he saw Descartes staggering over, he still noticed the confusion on Descartes' face, as his most concerned disciple, Mr. Mankaard immediately felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly went up and pulled Descartes and asked, "Descartes, how are you?" Is it unwell? ”

Descartes came back to his senses at this time, looked at Mr. Mancald with a concerned face, and suddenly felt a sense of guilt in his heart, and he was silent for a long time before whispering: "Mr. Mancard, just now Mr. Evani asked me if I want to play for the Milan club, I don't know how to answer him, can you help me make a choice?" ”

Mancard was stunned, his face a little gloomy, but soon his expression regained his brilliance, and he said happily to Descartes: "If Milan wants to accept you, it is a good thing!" Descartes, although we are all reluctant to have you, we know that only Milan can provide you with a bigger stage, and we will bless you if you want. ”

Descartes smiled shyly and asked seriously, "So Monsieur Mancard, do you think I should accept Milan's invitation?" ”

Mr. Mancard pondered for a moment, and then said to him, "Descartes, I think it would be better for you to consult your parents on this matter." Milan is a bigger stage, but the competition there is also fiercer, the Milan Academy has hundreds of players every year, and only two or three can play for the first team, you have to ask yourself, are you ready for such a brutal competition? ”

Descartes' eyes flashed brightly, he was not afraid of competition, but Mr. Mankaard was right that such a thing should be discussed with his parents first.

So at dinner, Descartes told his father, Mr. Javier, about it.

As a fan of both Pavia and Milan, Mr. Javier was of course very happy about this, but after hearing what Mr. Mankaard said on behalf of Descartes, he raised the same concerns.

"Descartes, your body is not fully recovered yet, Mr. Aristotle told us that the new medicine has only temporarily suppressed the lesions of your spleen and bones, but has not yet restored your blood to normal, and I don't think you are fit to survive in a place where competition is too fierce in such a situation. You know, the training in Milan is a hundred, a thousand times harder than Pavia, and we are afraid that this will delay your treatment. I don't think it's better to stay in Pavia for the time being and wait until your condition is completely under control before going to Milan? After all, you're only ten years old now, and you still have a lot of time to wait. ”

Although Descartes was not impressed by his father's concerns, he also thought that his father had a lot to say, and he was only ten years old, and he could afford to wait.

At Pavia he is the heart of the pitch, the fulcrum of the front court, and all his team-mates play around him, so he has the maximum freedom to use his talents to the fullest.

But when he arrives in Milan, there are countless "geniuses" from all over the country, and he is likely to lose his position and start all over again.

Although Descartes was full of confidence in himself, he was only ten years old after all, and it was normal for him to have a little fear of the unknown future.

Eventually, Descartes called Mr. Evani and told him that he had decided to stay in Pavia and wait until his condition was fully stabilized before considering joining Milan.

Mr. Evani expressed great regret at this, but he encouraged Descartes to say: "Good boy, as I said, the door of Milanello is always open for you." ”

With a little bit of disappointment and more anticipation, Descartes and his young teammates will face the next challenge.