Chapter 17 is implicit
The game is getting more and more silent, and there is still no end in sight.
In the 92nd minute of the game, a high and floating corner kick was about to cross the small penalty area of Bayern Munihe.
The aging Mateus tried his best to jump, but he still couldn't stop the Desert Eagle from behind him.
There is no skill, just pure explosiveness, just a strong confrontation force, but after pulling out a thousand shots, it is like a shock, and the header is a little bit, and it once again madns the heart of the lion king.
This time, the roar was more like an unwillingness to age, and it sounded so weak and powerless.
Two minutes later, the final whistle set the result at 3-3.
"Two goals in five minutes, this game, the first half was played according to the script, and the second half was played according to revenge. It's really, it's emotional. β
"With both goals, he didn't make any celebrations, just looked around coldly. This kind of look has never been seen in him. β
"Well, I've watched a lot of his games, and I don't think I've ever seen him so angry."
"This kind of counterattack leaves everyone speechless. Basler's stupid foul turned the game out of the way he expected. β
"Definitely. Both goals were set-pieces, not subtle combinations, but physical reactions of the players. β
"The first goal was scored by a very fast reaction and the second by a strong bounce. However, why it is him, the reason for this, I believe everyone can be sure. β
"Yes, there is no doubt that this is a killer move after being fully unleashed to his potential."
"To his credit, he was able to suppress his anger and turn bad feelings into a constant stream of impetus in the silent game. Burst out with amazing combat power. β
"With three goals in 15 minutes, Trapattoni's team needs to reflect on it. Even if there is one less. This form is also not qualified. β
Rehhagel also had a heavy heart. Basler was trained by him, but now in such a way, it broke his heart severely. β
"The original intention of this warm-up game was to resolve grievances, but the grievances were not resolved, and Liang Zi became bigger."
"We's injuries are uncertain, though. Slow motion doesn't look promising. β
"Well, good luck to him."
Gerd MΓΌller and Smittel, as if infected by the solemn atmosphere, are reluctant to speak at length, and the fast-moving words of you and me are considered post-game comments.
It wasn't until the two of them got up that the question really came out.
"What's going on with Basler?" Smit exhaled a long breath and called out to Gerd MΓΌller, who had turned away.
"It's been brainwashed, there are people in Bayern Munihei who don't deal with Rehhagel."
"What about the top? Is this game really about settling grudges? Smittel's face was solemn. A frown furrowed.
"Nothing. Beckenbauer wanted to see Mo's performance in the face of a strong enemy. β
"Then this qiΔ can only be said to be a mistake in yin and yang?"
"yes, it's a little tricky."
'Well, both teams have more than they have gained, and the club side will definitely be affected.
"This season, there's a lot to watch."
"Your heart is big enough, Muller!"
"Haha, do you like those two little ones now?"
"I'm not going to deny it. I'm a little worried about the huge influence of Bayern Munihe. Will it put unnecessary stress on them. β
After the game, there was an uproar.
No one expected it. Just a warm-up game can have such an impact.
Kahn, Mateus, Link, Babel, they represent the level of the German national team's defence. This seemingly impregnable line of defense. was completely blown up by two 17-year-old teenagers in 15 minutes!
If they continue to play at this level at next year's World Cup in France, then the whole German football will mourn.
Basler, who is also a German international. Turned back into a beast overnight, if this kind of guy was brought to France, could Vogts be subdued?
Bayern Munihe, who represents the highest level of German football, was beaten by a promoted horse without temper!
Is German football regressing or rising?
The entire German media found excitement in this game, and it swept all over the world.
As the most important client, You Mo got Lu Wei's diagnosis report.
He suffered a torn lateral ankle ligament in his right foot and is expected to miss the injury for about a month.
The results are not the worst, nor are they optimistic.
Rehhagel gave Yumedo a day off, which was a reward.
"It's swollen into a bun, can you still move?"
In Lu Wei's room, pregnant woman Wang was pretending to be an old Chinese medicine doctor with a shy stomach. She is now more than three months pregnant, which can be regarded as the most uncomfortable first hurdle, and her physical condition is stable. The school's classes have ended, and as soon as the professional league begins, she and Jiang Xiaolan have a holiday. However, she is not idle now, and a bunch of work at the club is still waiting for her.
"It's only the second day, and if you can move, you can't move in a hurry, and the swelling will be reduced first." You Mo smoothed the adjusted ointment little by little, and looked up to observe the patient's expression by the way.
Lu Wei obviously had no interest in chatting, and was closing his eyes at this time.
"If Zheng Qi comes back and sees it, he must not cry to death." Wang Dan also saw his bland expression, so he put away his joking thoughts, and walked over and lay on You Mo's back.
"Her grandmother has died, and it will take at least three or four days to come back." Lu Wei took a breath of cold air and opened his eyes.
"Sister Dan pressed it." You Mo looked innocent.
"Hehe, it wasn't meant to be." Wang Dan got up and looked left and right, "Does your ointment work, can it be more advanced than German medicine?" β
"As long as it doesn't break, it works better than German medicine." You Mo was finally done, got up, and stretched.
"Eat, eat, eat."
Jiang Xiaolan's voice came from afar, echoing in the empty living room.
"Our family is still a little smaller. By the way, uncle, oh, what did Mom and Dad say? You Mo reached out and touched Wang Dan's slightly bulging belly and asked.
"I'm going to sell the house, but my dad doesn't usually have an idea. Don't hesitate when you really come up with an idea. Wang Dan straightened his waist very cooperatively and reached out to put his hand on his shoulder.
"Let's go, let's eat first." You Mo withdrew his hand and turned his head to look at Lu Wei with inquiring eyes.
"Eat first, and you won't be hungry." Lu Wei lay down and continued to close his eyes to recuperate.
"Hmm. I'll bring it to you. β
You Mo led Wang Dan downstairs, and before he could get to the place, he heard a melodious bell at the main entrance. The door opened, and Kuka, holding flowers in his hand, appeared in front of the two, and behind him, there was a frowning Christna.
The relationship between the two has now entered a very delicate stage after a holiday warming.
The so-called, the last one.
Kuka was patient with her. This kind of expression also further won the admiration of Christna, but when she really agreed to be his girlfriend. It seems that there is still a lump in my heart that has not been removed.
Lu Wei's injury is undoubtedly the thing that can touch this pimple the most and cause a reaction.
"Just right, let's have dinner together."
Yumo patted Kuka on the shoulder, craned his neck and asked Krisna in the back.
"I'm not hungry, you eat first."
The broker's opinion is not as expected. Kuka was just about to say something, but You Mo stopped him with a look in his eyes and nodded, "Hmm." It just so happened that Lu Wei himself was on top. β
The feeling of only two people in the room made Krisna feel like she had gone back to when she and Lu Wei first met.
It's just that. It was late autumn and the flowers were falling.
The relationship between the two was frozen with the arrival of Zheng Li, and they were like no one else, sealing their desire for further understanding and contact.
Today, at this time, the opening stage. Still no exception.
"Hurt before the season starts, sad?"
Krysna put the flowers on the table, and after asking, she glanced at them, and felt that it was inappropriate. So he got up and searched all over the house for vases.
"It's sad to talk about, it's a little disappointed." Lu Wei smiled and spoke, reminding by the way, "No need to look for it, there is no one in the house." β
"Rehhagel seems to have a lot of grievances with Bayern Munihe, and a good warm-up game can be played as a rough game." Krisna gave up her futile efforts and walked over as if nothing had happened, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Yes, Basler is a good pawn, and fits all the elements of a weapon of revenge." Lu Wei was slightly stunned and sat still.
"You say he was instructed by someone?" Krisna's eyes widened, and the journalist's sense of smell smelled blood.
"It's impossible to say whether there is an instigation or not, but it is certain that you have been brainwashed. Think about it, a simple-minded, violent guy who once had a father-son relationship with Rehhagel. Do you need more conditions to use it as a weapon of revenge? Lu Wei noticed the blazing light in those big blue eyes, so he narrowed his eyes slightly to stop the spark of staring.
"Well, that makes sense. In this way, it seems that Rehhagel will not have an easy time this season. Krisna didn't give up, and continued to stare at those deep eyes, trying to find something different from before.
"yes. If the goal is only relegation, there will not be too many obstacles. But if you want to go further, the obstacles will increase proportionally. Lu Wei smiled and looked away at the withered flowers and blooming green leaves outside the window.
"It's good that you don't seem depressed from your injury." A wry smile crossed Krisna's lips, and her gaze turned to her raised right foot at the head of the bed.
"Get used to it. It's a league and it's not a big deal to miss a few games, especially at the beginning of the season. Lu Wei saw his reaction, so he withdrew his gaze.
"Mo and you are really different. The moment you were hurt, I saw the way he rushed over. It's red, like a beast, and it's scary! However, after a while, he completely regained his senses. Krisna sighed inwardly, her eyes in a state of memory.
"He's more tolerant of those things than I am, and that's a gift in his bones." Lu Wei smiled at the corner of his mouth, tilted his ears slightly, and reminded, "Your stomach seems to be protesting, go down to eat." Those guys aren't going to be polite, and if it's too late, you might go hungry. β
"Hmm." Krysna got up, and when she walked to the door, she turned her head and glanced at him with a smile, "The way you reject people is really subtle. β
"Yes, only intelligent and delicate people can understand it."
"Strange, I'm not."
"Then it seems that I am still not subtle enough." (To be continued......)