Chapter 128: The Battle of the Pinnacle Begins!
Far away in the Sichuan Hotel, next to Lyon II University, it is full of international students. The doors of the hotel were tightly closed, cut off from the outside world. The man in glasses looked at the TV and said: "If Milan let Barcelona score tonight, it will be difficult for them to play away. β
The fat man next to him obviously didn't agree with his opinion, he shook his head and said, "What's so difficult, even if they can score, Tang Jue won't be over if he scores more goals." Milan can qualify as long as they surpass Barcelona in a big score! β
The fat man has a lot of confidence in Tang Jue, and he thinks that Tang Jue will definitely be able to score goals in this pinnacle battle, and he can score a lot of goals. Neither mentioned the alleged regularity of the Spanish media. Perhaps in their eyes, Tang Jue could ignore this law, or maybe they were unwilling to mention this law at all, for fear that this law would bind Tang Jue.
The man with glasses sighed: "I hope so, Milan's backline is the biggest weakness. One can only hope for more goals in their forward line now. β
On the other table, there were only Tang Yuantian and his wife, Cuihua and his boyfriend went to Tang Jue Pharmaceutical Factory, and only the couple were left in the hotel. The international student left a table for the two couples, which is considered to be a respect for them, and it is worthy of respect to be able to cultivate a son like Tang Jue.
At this time, Tang Yuantian and his wife were staring at the TV, looking for their son. Tang Jue's avatar suddenly appeared in the lens of the TV, Tang Yuantian frowned, feeling that Tang Jue's expression was too serious.
Chen Xiu'e looked at her son's slightly emaciated face and felt a little heartache. Other people's children, when Tang Jue was so old, were still enjoying a leisurely and colorful school life at school, but his own son chose the path of a professional player. The road is difficult. In the eyes of the outside world, Tang Jue is amazing, as if he became famous overnight. As a mother, she knows how much her son has paid.
In the dormitory of Lyon II International Students, Wen Ting was looking at Tang Jue's face on the notebook video. Her heart beat faster inexplicably, and she remembered the phone call Tang Jue had given her before the last time she returned to Lyon and played against Lyon.
Wen Ting wiped her hot face, gritted her silver teeth and didn't say a word. But I thought to myself, "Damn, why do you want to disturb my heart?"
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The announcer at the San Siro introduced the Milan starters one by one, and each name sounded. San Siro responded with loud applause and screams. These names are their pride. They have brought them too many wins this season. Tonight, victory must belong to this group of heroes!
Rubinho, a well-known commentator on Milan TV, said: "Andrea Pirlo's start has made Milan more organised, but we don't know how long he can play. For Milan. The first thing to do is to break down the Barcelona goal. Their hopes of qualifying cannot be pinned on the defenders. It's on the striker. β
"Don's form will have a direct impact on Milan's promotion hopes and we expect him to perform well tonight. It can change the first important game, and there can be no law of good performance. β
"The two best teams in the world this season. It is inevitable that there will be a final showdown. For fans all over the world, this is a grand event and a visual treat. Whoever comes out on top to win just gives them a great game. β
But for Milan and Barcelona fans, the match has a different meaning. These two matches will prove who is the king of kings and who is the best team in the world! β
"For the players on both sides, this is the stage to prove themselves in front of the fans of the world. Ronaldinho will have to prove his worth as the World Footballer of the Year for the second consecutive term, and Milan's men will have to prove that they are better than Barcelona. Don wants to prove that he will ignore the so-called law in the first battle! β
"Tonight, whoever will have the most laugh will soon start the battle!"
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In the VIP seat, there are many heavyweight guests.
Berlusconi, who was in a suit and leather shoes, was accompanied by Gagliari. Next to Berlusconi are UEFA president Johansson, and Frenchman Platini, who is interested in running for the next UEFA presidency. The presence of these big names who can cause shocks in football means that this game has attracted their attention.
On the other side, BarΓ§a president Joan Laporta sat with several important officials of the BarΓ§a club. They're here tonight to cheer on their team.
The other two Dutch trios, Basten and Ruud Gullit, Milan and Italy's veteran captain Baresi, and some of the retired big-name stars also appeared in the VIP table.
Wearing a sapphire blue suit and jeans, Gullit said to Basten next to him: "The Spanish media said that Don will not be able to perform well tonight, what do you think?" β
Wearing a white shirt and jeans, Basten said: "For a lot of players, that rule might work, but in my opinion, Don is different from most players, he doesn't have that kind of situation. β
Gullit, who clearly disagreed with Basten, frowned and said: "Maradona and Ronnie are also different from most players, they have experienced a major setback in the first big game. In my opinion, only players who have experienced major setbacks can be great. Even if Don behaves aberrantly tonight, it's not a bad thing for him. β
Basten shook his head and said, "No, he won't have a problem tonight." I'm optimistic about him! β
As Gullitt pondered how Tang Jue had given Basten such high confidence, he thought to himself that this might be because the two were both forwards. He suddenly became interested, and said with a smile: "Otherwise, let's gamble again, I bet that Tang didn't score tonight." β
Scoring goals is the criterion for a striker's performance, but it is not the only criterion. Sometimes, a striker is frozen by the opposition and looks for an opportunity to assist his team-mates, which is also a good performance for the striker.
Tonight, Tang Jue will definitely be targeted by Barcelona, and it is too difficult for Tang Jue to break through the encirclement carefully organized by Barcelona, let alone score goals. Gullit was betting on Don's goal, which was unfair to Basten.
The two used to gamble while watching the game live, and now Gullitt brings up the matter of gambling. Basten thought for a moment and then nodded and said, "The old rule, ten euros." β
Gurlitt smiled and nodded. Basten blinked his eyes and suddenly smiled: "Ten euros for one ball, twenty euros for two balls!" β
Gullit smiled and nodded, it is extremely difficult to score one goal in this kind of game, and said two goals.
Behind the Milan bench are the seats of the Milan club, and these tickets are not available for sale, but are all allocated to the club's personnel and players. At this time, Mrs. Milan's group is gathering together, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as beautiful as a cloud, and Alice is undoubtedly the most beautiful of the clouds.
A sapphire blue suit. Brings out her fair skin and proud figure. The beauty of the world's flowers. Can drive all men crazy. Alice looked at Tang Jue on the field with a faint smile on her face.
Next to Alice was not the wife of a certain player, but Alessandro, Tang Jue's driver, and his eldest son. Alessandro has two sons and a daughter. In order to get anyone to watch the game with him at the San Siro. It took a lot of work for him. The last solution is actually the oldest. It is also the fairest draw.
When the eldest son won the lottery, he ran around the living room five times excitedly. The other two children had no choice but to hang their heads in frustration, and then looked at their brother with envy. Alessandro comforted them. Take them again next time.
At this time, the two fathers and sons looked very excited, and they looked at Tang Jue in the center of the venue. The son asked: "Dad, Barcelona are too strong, they have Ronaldinho, Eto'o, Puyol, the front trident. Do you think Milan can win? β
As he said this, his eyes were filled with excitement and fear. Alessandro patted his son on the shoulder and said: "Don't worry, in San Siro, no one can beat Milan!" β
He deliberately pointed at Tang Jue and said: "He will definitely not let Barcelona take away a victory!" β
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San Siro's eyes were on the middle of the pitch, Tang Jue and Inzaghi were standing next to the football, which was quietly stopping at the halfway point. Neither of them spoke, not even making eye contact. Tang Jue looked at the football, and Inzaghi looked at the football. The eyes of fans all over the world have turned to San Siro through some form, and the battle for the pinnacle is about to start!
With the referee's whistle, the battle for the pinnacle officially began!
Countless flashes of light flickered, like stars in the night sky!
The pinnacle night is officially in full swing!
The night sky was a crescent moon, and it was emitting a cold moonlight, and it couldn't understand why this stadium could emit such amazing energy, could it be that a football could make people crazy, and it was also a spherical object, and it had caused human madness. However, it felt that the atmosphere of madness in San Siro at this time was a little more heated than the madness of people at the beginning.
No one is giving the moon a mystery.
At this point, San Siro enters real showtime!
Tang Jue took Inzaghi's pass and passed the ball to Pirlo in the back. There was a huge cheer at the San Siro, and the fans at the scene seemed to be celebrating the official start of this pinnacle battle!
Barcelona's front trident pounced ferociously across the half at the beginning of the game. They showed their determination to win at San Siro with their actions. Milan's midfield and backfield were not pressed by the crazy pressure of Barcelona's front trident, and there was a change in mentality. Under the leadership of Pirlo, they slowly pushed forward in a very layered manner.
After Tang Jue entered the front court, he was taken care of by Van Bommel. This was Van Bommel's first duel with Tang Jue, and it was clear that he had not accepted the lessons of some people, and he wanted to provoke Tang Jue verbally.
"Boy, you just stay here tonight, I'll take good care of you!" Van Bommel grabbed Tang Jue's jersey and smiled evilly. Tang Jue turned his head and looked deeply at Van Bommel behind him, and didn't say anything.
Van Bommel raised his eyebrows, and Don never answered what he said, making him feel that he had the upper hand. So he continued with some excitement: "They all say that you are very good, but in my eyes, you are not worth mentioning at all. β
In order to match what he said, he shook his head, and his face was full of disdain.
Tang Jue glanced at the football moving on the right side, and calculated in his heart that this ball would not be able to transfer to his side for a while. He sighed, "A lot of people have said similar things to you, but at the end of the day, they regretted saying those things. β
"I've heard of you before, and they say you turn like a snail. I think they have a point, you might turn slower than a snail! β
Van Bommel was not furious, he was confident in his turnaround speed. He sneered, "When the time comes, you will know if my turning speed is as slow as they say." β
Tang Jue chuckled: "Do you want to prove yourself?" β
Van Bommel said contemptuously: "For what? What do I have to prove myself? Are you worthy of me to prove myself? Boy, there may be such people in this world, but you don't belong to those people! β
Van Bommel's every word was like a sharp sword, and he wanted to stab a few swords in Tang Jue's heart. I hope this will stab Tang Jue.
Tang Jue had already experienced such a thing, and his brows furrowed slightly.
Van Bommel looked at Tang Jue's slightly frowning brow, thinking that his words had played a role. He couldn't help but be even more excited, thinking in his heart that he should use more vicious words to stimulate this person, making him chaotic.
In a battle of words, there is never a winner or a loser, and only action is the most powerful weapon. Don wasn't in a verbal battle with Van Bommel either, he focused his attention on the game.
In the fifth minute of the game, Kaka and Seedorf had a wonderful one-two on the right side, and Kaka suddenly flew on the left side of Barcelona!
Tang Jue and Inzaghi in the middle flew quickly towards the Barcelona penalty area, and Pirlo and Seedorf prepared a second wave of attacks outside the box.
At a distance of ten meters from the bottom line, Kaka breaks through Oleg with speed!
Kaka rushes to the bottom line!
The atmosphere at the San Siro was heated up, it was Milan's first attack, and Milan fans certainly hoped that their team's first attack would be successful. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't win it, the Milan players are already proving with their actions that they are the masters of this turf, they are the protagonists of this game!
A white light suddenly stuck to the turf and flew rapidly towards Barcelona's penalty area!
Kaka was three meters from the bottom line and suddenly put the football in the Barcelona penalty area!
The air in San Siro suddenly tensed! (To be continued......)
PS: The big war has begun!