Wen Ting looked at Tang Jue on the video, although she couldn't hear his long whistle, she could still understand the unyielding in his heart. Could it be that he wrestles with fate?

There was a sadness rising from Wen Ting's heart, he was sad, so she was sad!

Tang Yuantian's dining room is very quiet, although he is in Lyon here, the people sitting here are not supporters of the Lyon team. Tang Yuantian watched his son roaring in the sky on TV, and his nose was slightly sour.

The hearts of Milan fans in Milan began to sink, and the voice of the commentator on TV reached their ears: "Fate cannot be changed, and the poor record between Milan and the French team will continue?" The players pressed hard and Carlo Ancelotti wanted to rewrite the history of shame with a tactical change, but the god of fate was still not on Milan's side. ”

"Milan needs heroes now! Who are the heroes of Milan? ”

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Carlo Ancelotti is a fighter who stood in the command area and shouted at Serginho for a bold assist next. He called Pirlo to his side again: "More long passes, faster tempo!" We still have a chance! ”

After the excitement and joy of Leguin, Milan will definitely launch a frantic counteroffensive. He called Kasapa to his side and told him that he must defend well, and strengthen the defense against Tang Jue and Inzaghi.

Before the game resumed, Gattuso shouted to his teammates: "Brothers, we are not dead yet!" We still have a chance! Cheer up and let's fight like men! ”

We are not dead, yes, we are not dead. Let's fight!

A crazy and cold gaze appeared in Tang Jue's eyes!

We are men, and if we are men, we should fight. Let's fight!

Kaka's eyes are full of perseverance!

It's been silent for too long. It's time to perform! Let's fight!

Serginho looked firmly at Lyon's goal!

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The game restarted, and the Milan soldiers drove silently towards the Lyon half. Either die in silence or explode in silence!

The victory in this game is not about qualifying, but about whether Milan can rewrite the history of shame!

Either continue to nail in the history of shame, or pick up the pen in your hand and go to rewrite history!

Gattuso passed the half, Serginho passed the half, and Nesta passed the half...... These guys play defenders in their own half most of the time, and now they have to support the attack.

Milan almost got past half time and they had to make the last push of the game. Fight against fate!

There is only a few minutes left for them. Will the miracle happen again?

In the 35th minute of the second half, Pirlo made a diagonal pass, and Kaka did not stop the ball and passed directly horizontally. Seedorf made a slight adjustment. Just shoot from outside the box!

The soccer ball flies off the baseline from the right side of the goal. Instead of holding his head in pain, Seedorf gave Kaka a thumbs up!

Two minutes later, Milan made a comeback. Tang Jue broke through on the left side of Lyon. After connecting the two, he crossed diagonally and the ball got into the Lyon penalty area. Inzaghi drilled into the Lyon penalty area like lightning, stretched out his right foot, and immediately swung his left foot quickly!

"Smack!" There was a crunch, and after a crunch, the ball flew like an arrow to the left side of the goal. Kupe is like a nimble cheetah, and the next moment he saves the ball from the bottom line!

There was no sigh in Inzaghi's eyes, he turned around and gave Tang Jue a thumbs up!

Wave after wave of attack, surging like a tidal wave, wanted to turn Lyon's half into an ocean. Leon is like a big ship, in the turbulent waves, firmly fighting against the waves!

With the passage of time, the madness in Tang Jue's eyes gradually dissipated, and he had only one belief in his heart at this time: he must break Lyon's goal!

The Milan fans who came from afar took out the last trace of energy in their bodies, and they were waving the flag and shouting for their fighters. Milan! Milan! The singing sounded majestically at the Gerland Stadium, and the song sounded like a war drum!

How could Lyon fans let the opposing drums of war beat on their own turf, and they made louder noises in their mouths to drown out the songs. The overwhelming shouts instantly drowned out the singing of the Milan fans, but people's qi is only so long, and they always have to be breathed. When the Lyon fans ventilated, the singing was like green grass under a stone, showing its head strongly!

Passive defending is certainly not what Lyon does, and the Lyon players still want to score. In the 37th minute of the second half, Kaka fired a long-range shot from outside the box, and the ball hit Abidal's leg. Chris took two steps forward and took control of the football at his feet, and Don Jue pressed at him like a madman. The next moment Chris kicked the ball into the midfield!

Fight back quickly!

The players in Lyon's midfield rushed forward like a tide, and the Milan frontcourt players moved towards their own half of the field like something in the tide, following the direction of the wave.

Gattuso didn't retreat, he stood in the center circle, watched the football falling from the sky, moved two steps to the left, and Gattuso suddenly pulled up from the turf!

"Pong!" With a bang, Gattuso pushed the ball back directly. The strength of the football itself, coupled with Gattuso's struggle, the football actually flew to the hinterland of Lyon!

A good Kaka, seeing the football overhead, took a step forward and jumped. At the moment when the football landed on his forehead, his neck quickly flung to the right and back, like a lion shaking his head, the action was chic, and the effect was excellent!

The tide is surging forward, and there is one person in the tide who does not want to go with the flow!

Tang Jue quickly turned to the left side, kicked the ground hard with his left foot, and his center of gravity fell on the left side of his body. The next moment he was going against the current!

Like thunder! Like lightning!

Tang must step on the grass!

He must not only go against the current, but also against the sky!

There was a sudden panic at the Terrain Stadium!

The Milan fans in the stands couldn't help but let out cheers from their mouths, and the flowers of hope slowly bloomed in their eyes!

Leguin stood in the command area with a pale face, as if caused by excessive bleeding. Ancelotti stood in the command area, the expression on his face did not change at all, his eyes were bright!

In Tang Yuantian's living room, the man with glasses grabbed the arm of the fat man next to him hard, he was really nervous. In the dormitory of Lyon II International Students, Wen Ting watched the video, and involuntarily made a voice in her mouth: "Quick!" Fast! ”。 Her little fist is waving!

Milan fans in the city of Milan watch TV. A cheer came out of their mouths, how much they hoped that Tang Jue would make a difference this time!

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Tang Jue once again entered his own world, no color, no sound!

At the moment when the football bounced off the turf, Tang Jue pressed hard with his right foot, and the football flew towards Lyon's penalty area like a sharp arrow!

Chris is running down the middle and Kupe is hurtling out of the goal line!

With no one around, Tang Jue exerted his speed to the extreme. Milan's away jersey is white, so Tang Jue is like a white sword, stabbing towards the Lyon penalty area!

Single Knife!

Tang must carry a single knife to kill!

"Quick! Fast! Fast! Zac in the stands shouted with a fist waving. Tang Jue seemed to hear his shout. It's a few points faster!

Countless grass clippings flew towards the soles of his shoes. It's like the exhaust of an F1 vehicle!

Countless flashes are flashing on the sidelines, and they want to leave pictures for tomorrow's report!

As if in the blink of an eye, Tang Jue had already arrived in front of Lyon's forbidden area. The Stadium in Gelland is in a state of extreme tension!

The nervous eyes of the audience in front of the TV. It's all on Tang Jue on the TV screen. If there were zero points and zero grams in every look. The weight of hundreds of millions of eyes adds up. Enough to crush people!

Tang didn't pay attention to those eyes, he was immersed in his own world, and there was only one belief in his heart. That's the goal for Lyon!

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Advancing into the forbidden area of Lyon, Don Jue was like a chariot with excellent performance, and suddenly slowed down!

Kupe quickly adjusted his body, predicting what Tang Jue was going to do next. Left or right? Direct speed, or feints?

A cold look like a cold sword light shot out of Tang Jue's eyes. Tang Jue suddenly glanced at Kupe's right side!

Kupe suddenly remembered a legend in Ligue 1 that Tang would glance in the direction of his breakthrough before breaking through.

Then the direction of his breakthrough is his left side! Kupe decided to give it a try, so he decided to move to his left the moment Tang Jue made his move.

As soon as the second hand jumped, the distance between Tang Jue and Kupe narrowed from five meters to three meters. There was no feint, Tang Jue's center of gravity suddenly pressed down to the right side of the body, and the inside of his left foot pushed the football, and the football rolled to his right side and Kupe's left side!

At the moment when Tang Jue's center of gravity pressed down on the right side of his body, Kupe had already begun to move to his left side!

Tang Jue suddenly began to accelerate, and to break through from the left side of Kupe, he wanted to pass the goalkeeper and hit the empty goal. For him, this is the only way to roar loudly and freely!

Kupe took a thunderous left foot forward and then suddenly flew towards the football!

The atmosphere at the Terrain Stadium began to change, and some Lyon fans had raised their arms, loud cheers brewing in their throats. Kupe's precise prediction was the source of their cheers. The hearts of Milan fans are already in their throats!

Kupe's figure quickly approached the football in Tang Jue's eyes. Tang Jue roared angrily in his heart, and his right foot stabbed towards the football quickly!

Kupe's hand and Tang's right foot were rapidly approaching the ball. As we got closer to the football, a smile came into Kupe's eyes. He was glad that he was at a critical time, and suddenly remembered the legend.

Between the lightning and flint, Tang Jue's right foot stabbed on the football, and the football accelerated again!

The smile in Kupe's eyes froze, and in the blink of an eye, his eyes were frustrated and helpless: God! How fast is he?

Tang Jue's right foot was like a sword, slashing the throats of the Lyon fans, brewing cheers. Like a punch to their throat, the Lyon fans felt like they were going to suffocate.

Tang Jue left again, he had to do this, because the force he had stabbed just now was a little bigger. If you don't run faster, the football will fly to the bottom line.

The Milan fans stood up, breathing faster, inhaling more air and inflating their lungs before they could let out loud cheers the next moment. Their heartbeat is faster, that's because their heartbeat wants to keep up with Tang Jue's footsteps, they want to follow, follow behind the hero!

The football quickly rolled towards the bottom line, and Tang Jue was chasing behind, like an infatuated man, pursuing his beloved girl. The football is only three meters from the bottom line!

One foot changes the direction in which it rolls, and it rolls towards the empty goal!

Almost at the moment when the football rolled into the goal, the muscles in the hearts of Milan fans in the stands began to contract violently. The air in the lungs is rushing to the vocal cords!

When the soccer ball lies in the net, this air flow is like a high-speed train, passing through the vocal outlet. This air current roared out of the mouth that had already been opened!

The voices of more than 5,000 Milan fans converged and instantly flooded the Stadio Gerland!

The ball is in!

The score becomes 1 to 1!

Tang Jue raised his head and roared, and there was the courage to fight against fate in the roar, and there was the boredom that had accumulated. Then he coldly, coldly picked up the football from the net and ran towards the midfield. The equalizer is not the end, the victory over Lyon and the change of history are the end! (To be continued......)

PS: I wish you all a happy holiday! There will be no break during the holidays, and there will be a chapter every day. Thank you for the monthly pass!