Cristiano Ronaldo. Cristiano. Ronaldo.

In the most selfless way. Completed the final lore.

Super***.

The Eruptor in Abidal's Eyes. Paris Saint-Germain reversed Barcelona. Got the Big Ears Cup.

This is the first time in the history of Paris Saint-Germain FC. It was also the first time for any player other than Cristiano Ronaldo.

This is a historic moment. It is also definitely one of the most classic matches in the history of the European Champions Cup.

Who can believe it. With Barcelona 2.0 ahead, Paris Saint-Germain can overtake.

At halftime. What medicine did Bielsa give the players.

Enrique grabbed his hair in disbelief. The hairstyle has long been indistinguishable from Bersa's.

He even wanted to talk to the referee right away. Whether to do a urine test on Ronaldo them. Otherwise, it would have become so weird and violent.

The joy of victory is unparalleled. The pain of strength is also endless.

Over there, Ronaldo is raising his arms and shouting. The other side bowed his head in frustration.

The winner is king. Barcelona lost in the Champions League final. They are only used to losing in the semi-finals. Especially these guys. So they're also the first ...

Neymar cried. Got the best player of the match. but lost the championship. This feeling is more special. But. He's still young. There are still many years to go and compete for the championship trophy.

Messi didn't have such a big reaction. It's just a dead face.

But Iniesta is more open-minded. It's a lot older. The champion gets a soft hand. Grand slam in hand. Actually, it's not the Champions Cup that's bad. It's the Golden Globes. A hint of loss written on his face. More on the mind. This year's Golden Globe Awards. It's no longer playing......

There is a chance that the Ballon d'Or will be taken away by Ronaldo. He's not Messi.

At this time. In the live broadcast room.

Cantona grabbed a chair. Ran to the opposite side of Abidal. Then he sat down quietly. I pulled out a cigar. Hold it in your mouth.

Cantona prides himself on being literary and middle-aged. Make a movie. Drink red wine. Cigars are indispensable. At this point it's the victorious French. Smoke a cigar to celebrate the victory.

The ball sat quietly in front of Abidal. But not ducks that are cooked all the time.

Cantona won. He had to exchange bets. Eat the ball.

Abidal's scalp gradually went numb. His dark face even became a little flushed.

It's also live. He can't go back on it right away.

But the two-faced host also aimed the camera at himself. Wouldn't you be in front of the award ceremony?

And that's not all. The host also brought a pot of water and walked over.

"This ...... Permission to moisten the throat......"

"Aren't you two buddies. Let's eat it together. Not enough, I'll treat you to another one. Everyone knows the truth of being willing to gamble and lose......" Cantona puffed lightly. Youzai Yuzai said. I completely forgot that I was still streaming football just now. I didn't even bother to watch the championship awards. Now he's interested in how Abidal eats the ball.

Of course the host doesn't do it. Hurry up and flash aside.

For a while Abidal didn't know what to say. Red-faced and red-eared. He can't get down on his knees and say. Eldest brother. Leave me alone...... The camera is on him.

"Haha. If you don't eat football. Then let me give me a handful of daisy. A write-off...... I'm Cantona." Cantona laughed wilder. Like a king.

He Cantona is a man of his word. Then he Abidal should also be talking. If you don't eat it, that's all you can do.

I'd rather eat soccer ball...... Abidal sighed with a dark face. The mind negates the second way proposed by Cantona.

Looked in front of the ball for half a minute. Ultimately. He still picked up the ball viciously. After shaking it in front of my eyes for a few moments. He grew his mouth, and with his head down, he bit down on the ball......

Fashionable city of Milan. That night. Occupied by the French on the streets. Stalls, bars, hotel entrances. It's all brilliant green French. Beautiful women with heavy makeup and light makeup. Also take advantage of this crazy night. Swept through the pockets of the fans.

Chen Haonan and Baggio after they said goodbye. Also returned to their hotel.

In order to avoid the eyes and ears of the people. He quietly hid himself again.

But. He had just arrived at the door of the hotel. He was stopped.

A tall guy in a black suit. Wearing sunglasses that are more disgusting than him. Standing straight in front of him. blocked his way. Then he made a gesture of asking for words. Not far away listen to a black stretched Lincoln.

That means come with me. There is no choice.

How did you first arrive? Chen Haonan in addition to those former stars. Who can he know? The comer is not good. There's no way he's going to get in the car.

Besides. Able to drive an extended Lincoln. It's certainly not good stubble.

In the stands, it was unveiled. Naturally, many people know that he came to Italy. But know what hotel he is staying in. Then you have the ability. Because he chose a three-star hotel in the middle of nowhere. No one would have thought that he would stay in such a simple hotel.

But there are still people who can find it. It only shows the strength of the person. Quite powerful.

Seeing Chen Haonan did not move. The man raised his hand and snapped his fingers. Suddenly. There are three more big men behind Chen Haonan.

Chen Haonan's back was cold.

This good man is hard to beat with four hands. It wouldn't be right for him to ink again.

I can only consider myself unlucky. Follow the Great Khan to the Lincoln luxury car on the side of the road.

Who was in the car. He couldn't help but wonder.

Just came to Italy. You can't meet the Shenma underworld again. After that, the ball will be kicked.

He couldn't help but think of Constantine and Descartes, the European predators.

Italy hides another one.

I sat in the car in a daze. But I saw an old man in his sixties. Gray hair. Emaciated cheeks. Thick eyebrows and big eyes. Wearing a pair of Sven glasses.

This one...... Familiar. Where have I seen it. This is Chen Haonan's first impression. But he couldn't tell who it was.

Since it's an old man. Naturally, his mood was much more relaxed. Very politely smiled.

Even if it's not an old man. He's got to put on a big smile, too. If you run into a guy like Konstantin who doesn't smile. He didn't even have a skin.

"Chen Haonan." The old man smiled slightly. Very kind hello." Not bad. A table of talents. It's been a long time."

Forehead...... There are many people who have admired it for a long time. Chen Haonan also smiled. Excuse me. You are ......"

Familiar people. People like to ask each other's names directly. Chen Haonan was also curious about who this person was. Certainly not an average character.

"Massimo. Moratti." The old man talked lightly. Self-registration word.

This scared Chen Haonan out. Massimo. Moratti. This daimyo who does not know. Honorary President of Inter Milan. Former President.

He came to find out what he was doing. He immediately became wary. I looked around the window.

There won't be a damn paparazzi following. If you photograph yourself before AC Milan. And with Milan a leg. It's a big deal.

Splitting legs like that. He didn't even kill him. What's more, AC Milan are so honest with themselves.

But Moratti is not only an elder. He is also the honorary president of Inter Milan. He Chen Haonan still maintained enough respect. Quietly watch what Moratti is playing.

Night visit to the sworn enemy in the same city. Nothing good for sure. Don't...... I want to rebel. Chen Haonan jumped. It occurred to me what might happen.

Lincoln's car is moving steadily down the road. Before you know it, you are on the outskirts of Milan.

Chen Haonan drank half a cup of fragrant coffee. Didn't take the initiative to speak.

Moratti. Chen Haonan naturally knows. He brought the idol Ronnie to Italy back then. It can be said that . Indirectly harmed Ronnie. Leagues in Italy. The water is deep. And scrapped Ronnie.

But now he is also following in the footsteps of his predecessors. Here we are in this land of football that is about to be deserted.

It's just that the object of defection is not Inter Milan. It's AC Milan. A bigger giant in the city of Milan.

"Would you like to join Inter Milan?"

Yes. Chen Haonan almost squirted out half a sip of coffee. That's really the case...

It's really going to be a script.

Tomorrow it will be officially unveiled at AC Milan. but was rebelled by the sworn enemy of the same city. Make a movie. It's not so bizarre to make a movie, is it?

The contract clearly states that the liquidated damages are 60 million euros. According to Moratti's current economic situation. Coming up with 20 million is a big problem.

Chen Haonan thought of this layer though. But still listening in disbelief. This one. It's just not realistic.

"You just have to say yes or no. I can go and talk to Eindhoven. Isn't it just liquidated damages?"

This is what I said. It seems that Moratti really doesn't have a cold heart for money at all.

So rich. Why didn't you continue to invest in it a few years ago? Blow it. Chen Haonan muttered in his heart.

Inter Milan have won the treble since 2010. There is very little investment in the team. I thought that the team of the Triple Crown would last for a few years. Not first after the departure of manager Jose Mourinho. And it collapsed with a bang. Afterwards. Inter Milan's results. It plummeted. In Europe again can't hold up their heads.

Now. Moratti suddenly stopped Chen Haonan at the door of the hotel. Ask him if he would like to join Inter Milan.

This unfathomable behavior. Of course, Chen Haonan can't understand it.

At this time, he was seriously thinking about Inter Milan's words in his heart. Would you like to join Inter Milan.

Like Inter Milan. He thinks in the bottom of his heart. Like. Because he's a pan-international football fan.

Like AC Milan. He thinks in his heart too. I also like AC Milan.

But. Because you like it, you can step on two boats with one foot.

NO……

Sincerity. Milan abandoned him at Real Madrid. There was no choice to abandon him. Moratti could have made a move at that time. But why wait until this time to make a move?

It's late. Chen Haonan sighed in his heart.

"Five years later. Perhaps we can talk about this issue again. If you want. You can also talk to Berlusconi directly. But talk to me at this time. No way. I'm so sorry. Mr. President. I'm going to have a press conference tomorrow. If you don't mind. I wanted to find a little bit to get back to the hotel and rest......"

He politely and graciously declined Moratti's invitation.

It was a mysterious episode before he joined AC Milan. Until after retirement. He didn't even make it public to the world. On the contrary, Moratti later took the initiative to tell the story in front of the media. He said. Chen Haonan is a perfect professional player......