Chapter 47: I'm Bilizi, I Love to Copy Homework!

Just when Mourinho was struggling with whether to start Su Qin or Milito start in the 5th round of the league.

The head coach of the Croatian national team, Bilic, who is far away in Croatia, is also worried about the same problem as the madman.

Today's Croatian forward line.

Bayern striker Ivica Olic is the main force that he can't beat.

Not only Ivic, but also superstar Mandzukic, who has scored nine goals in five games in the Croatian domestic league, is also one of his indispensable striker options.

However.

Honestly!

Bilici is actually the most excited about Subracci, who scored a nine-goal miracle on his national team debut.

Bah!

It's Su Qin!

For no other reason.

It is because Bilizi, who is not from a professional background, has always felt that Su Qin's traditional standing center forward is the future of Croatian football.

Croatia has no shortage of gorgeous midfielders.

What Croatia lacks most is a super striker like Su Qin who can stand firmly in the middle.

In the final match of the upcoming World Cup qualifiers, Croatia will face a mighty England.

Against a strong-blooded centre-back like John Terry.

Bilic doesn't think Olich, who has been unbeatable in the Bundesliga, will be able to take advantage of Terry's hands.

But Su Qin is different.

A few days ago in the Champions League group stage, he saw with his own eyes the future core of Barcelona's defense, Gerrard. The scene where Pique was hit by Su Qin and pulled directly to the hospital.

It's violent!

The moment when Su Qin hit Pique.

Billic, who was watching the live broadcast at home, excitedly kicked away the dog that was crawling at his feet.

The terrifying impact gave him hope that Croatia could break out of the encirclement.

Therefore, in the past few days, he has been thinking about giving Su Qin a tactic that belongs to him.

This is not!

The sixth round of this Serie A is about to begin.

Billiz has his notebook ready for online feeding.

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September 30th, 2009!

The sixth round of the Italian Serie A has officially begun.

At the pre-match press conference.

The most asked question by the madman is still about the god Ba.

Of course!

In the face of reporters, the madman is still as unreasonable as usual.

He refused to answer any questions about the god Ba.

Just a few words about his views on the game, and then went straight away.

Journalists are gritting their teeth and constantly cursing unruly madmen.

However, they can only curse like this.

Today's Mourinho is not the twilight old man who can't even seem to stand up in Rome many years later.

Back to the away team dressing room.

The madman pulled over the tactical board and repeated the points that needed to be paid attention to in this game.

Forehead!

The madman finally chose Su Qin.

It's not that madmen think that Su Qin is stronger than Milito.

Instead, facing the veteran Sampdoria coach Del Neri, the madman wanted to catch him off guard.

Everyone thinks that the madman will choose Milito, who has just scored a hat-trick in the last round, in this clash of the top four in the Serie A standings.

However, he Mourinho just went to Su Qin, who rested on the bench for a whole game.

Really!

When Inter Milan's confirmed starting line-up was only available an hour before the start of the game.

The old handsome Del Neri was so angry that he almost burst out.

For the week, he spent all of his time defending against the depth of the opportunists like Milito.

However, Mourinho was replaced at the last moment by Sue, who was said by reporters to be able to head the ball.

This can disrupt all the arrangements of the old handsome.

As a result, this pinnacle battle, which was originally considered by all the media to be a strong matchup, has become a large-scale tactical show for Inter Milan.

The game had just started less than seven minutes.

Su Qin received a long pass from Stankovic at the top of the arc of the penalty area.

After using his beast-like body to resist the Sampdoria captain and known as the Sampdoria defensive commander Palombo, a freehand heel pass handed the ball to the African cheetah Eto'o who scurried past him.

After a full round of league silence, the Cheetah showed off his unrivalled speed at the Luigi Ferraris Stadium.

After rushing into the Sampdoria penalty area, Eto'o didn't wait for Sampdoria goalkeeper Castellazzi to react before stabbing the ball into the dead corner of the net.

1:0!

After the referee's whistle blows.

The cheetah rushed behind Su Qin excitedly as if it was in estrus, jumped up and hugged Su Qin's neck.

Forehead!

That's it!

Su Qin carried the cheetah on his back and ran to the corner kick area together to celebrate.

"Haha, Sue, look at it, what did I say, we are the best partners, I said, you will have an assist as soon as you play!"

While raising his hands to accept more than 5,000 Inter away fans, Eto'o did not forget to say a few words to Su Qin.

"Hey, Eto'o, I can see you, no wonder you've been pestering Sue these days!"

How could Sneijder not see Eto'o's thoughts.

However, for Sneijder, he did prefer Su Qin, who was often tired of being with a few of them on weekdays.

Besides, today's Su Qin, in terms of fulcrum ability alone, is completely higher than Milito.

That is, Su Qin's own shooting ability is not strong, otherwise, Milito would not even have a chance to play.

The madman on the sidelines looked at Su Qin, who was celebrating with Eto'o on his back on the field.

How to say it!

Strong fulcrum ability, coupled with that header with a crucial blow.

Today's madman, looking at Su Qin is like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, the more she looks at it, the more she likes it.

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At the same time.

In distant Croatia.

The screams of a poor dog came from the not-so-luxurious home again.

The head coach of the Croatian national team watched the replay of the Chinese rice goal on the TV, and at the same time was excited, he couldn't help but imagine a picture in his mind that made him wake up with a smile in his dreams.

It was in a field full of plaid jerseys.

Luka Modric lobled the ball into the England box with a delightful long ball after a spectacular pass.

Wild Subracci, who wore the number 39, smashed past England leader John Terry and then turned the ball back to Eduardo, who was scurrying in next to him.

A simple stab.

Croatia beat England and came back to life at the last moment!

Hiss.......

No, no.

This kind of temptation, Mourinho can't stand it, how can he be able to resist it.

Whatever, whatever, whatever, Mario Mandzukic!

Subachi was his dream striker.

And ah....

The feeling of copying homework is really cool!

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