Chapter Fifty-Seven: The 'Visitor' in the Stands (Eight More Requests for Subscription!) )
"Since the last game, Inter Milan has become a joke for the whole of Italy, and this situation can't beat us, it's really happy!" Gattuso lay in the hospital room and shook his head with emotion; "If only I didn't have an injury!"
Suke stared at Gattuso, silent.
Gattuso looked up to the sky and sighed: "Mancini's situation is also very bad, now the Inter fans are shouting for him to let go of class, when he joined Inter Milan, this guy was also in high spirits, but in this game he was miserably calculated by the boss." ”
Sooke kept staring!
Gattuso shook his head: "The boss is still very powerful, his tactical arrangement is really top-notch, this game has fully proved this, the half-crippled AC Milan stunned him to use it to the extreme!" ”
Suke clasped his hands impatiently and began to smack.
Gattuso was silent.
There was a brief silence in the room, and after a moment, Gattuso said angrily; "Fuck off!"
Suke blinked; "I didn't say anything!"
Gattuso roared; "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, it's impossible! Lao Tzu will tell you clearly! No way! ”
"Are you cheating?"
"That's right! It's just a trick! What can you do with me?! Don't make me beat you! ”
"Unreasonable, annoyed and angry, ready to do it?"
Gattuso took a deep breath, and he said slowly; "Suke, you should grow up too, you can't always be so naïve"
Sooke: "Is this what you should say?" ”
"Get out!! Get out of here! I don't want to see you! I don't care about you! Roll Roll Roll !! ——”
Gattuso looked like a cannibal.
Suker shrugged; "I was thinking, if you apologize, I'll be."
"I'm sorry! I was wrong! So, fuck off! ”
"Twenty Chinese meals!"
"Isn't this back to a hundred meals? Lao Tzu is invited? Gattuso roared.
Sucre; "You're going to bet, I didn't force you!"
"Bet? What to bet on? You have proof."
Suke took out his hand and flipped the video out of the album.
"Look!"
Gattuso was stunned, his expression purple.
"Hand over your broken phone to Lao Tzu!"
"Hahahaha!!"
Sooke laughed and ran to the front of the hospital room, where he watched Gattuso hold out two fingers.
"Twenty tons! Bye! ”
Sucre!!!!!!!! ——
Gattuso's roar was deafening!
In front of the ward, Kaka carried the fruit, looked at Su Ke and said, "Am I still going in?" ”
"Come back tomorrow!"
"Good!"
The two left together.
After walking out of the team doctor's room, Kaka looked at Su Ke helplessly and said, "You always bully Ivan like this!" ”
"What is bullying?" Suke shrugged; "Aren't you happy to see Ivan?"
Kaka remembered Gattuso's hideous cannibalistic appearance.
"You think that's happy?"
Suke: "Everyone has a different way of expressing it, and believe me, Ivan is just happy. ”
Kaka shook his head helplessly.
"How's the game going on the national team?"
Suke asked.
Kaka's nod; "There were no surprises, we won and we qualified for the Copa America."
"Congratulations."
Kaka looks like Suk; "You're going to be preparing for the last game, aren't you?"
Suker nodded: "After playing the last game of the Champions League group stage, I will go back." ”
In the last game of the European Championship qualifiers, Croatian coach Bilic called all the main players to return to the team.
With the fact that he has already advanced to the top of the group, Bilic's operation has an extremely obvious intention.
out England!
Sooke's guess was correct.
At a time when England only need a draw to qualify, Croatia do not want England to be in the main draw of the European Championships.
This kind of strong team can be eliminated as soon as possible, so as not to become a big disaster.
Before the final game of the Champions League group stage, AC Milan had already qualified for the top of the group.
It doesn't matter if you win or not.
Carlo Ancelotti's intention is to let the substitutes play and give the main players time to rest and prepare for the knockout rounds in the future.
But Suker insisted on playing.
His reason was to compete for the Champions League Golden Boot.
This season, Suker's goal tally has plummeted, and for this reason, he believes that he has no time to rest and that he needs more games to grind goals.
Carlo Ancelotti couldn't beat Suker either, so he was given half-time for that.
For 45 minutes, he had to rest whether he scored or not.
In this regard, Su Ke also had no choice but to accept it.
After all, Ancelotti gave in, and he couldn't get an inch.
Suker wanted to score a goal, right.
But Leon also wants to advance!
They will have only any hope of progressing with a win over AC Milan.
For this, Lyon put in a lot of effort for this match.
Even Vukojevich called Suke and asked him to release the water.
Suke did not expect that Vukojevich would make such a shameless request.
"Whoever enters the group stage is in, you can't release water?"
"You're encouraging me to play match-fixing, it's against the spirit of sportsmanship!"
"Fuck off! You just don't have to play, anyway, you're all first in the group and qualified, do you have to keep an eye on us? ”
"Aren't I playing one less game, then? My Champions League goal. ”
“.” Vukojevich was silent for a long time and said; "I'll treat you to Chinese food when you go back!"
"I'm tired of Chinese food, if it's French food, I can think about it."
"That's French food!"
"Ten tons!"
"You take advantage of the fire to rob!"
"Twenty tons!"
"Me"
"Three"
"Twenty tons!" Vukojevic said bitterly; "Don't play!"
Su Ke: "Deal, the boss doesn't plan to let me play!" ”
"Sooke, you dog."
Smack!
Suke hung up.
Other people's requests are enough, but Vukojevic is his national team teammate.
Moreover, whoever enters the knockout round of the Champions League is not in.
Compared to Rangers, Leon is closer to Suker.
Besides, he didn't play match-fixing either.
He just doesn't play.
If Lyon can't win AC Milan, they deserve to be eliminated.
The next day, Suker told Carlo Ancelotti that he would not play.
Ancelotti was surprised by Suke's transformation, but soon understood why.
In this regard, Ancelotti also breathed a sigh of relief.
It's just that Ancelotti did it more thoroughly, and Su Ke didn't even make the squad.
It's obvious that Suke is staying at home.
But Su Ke is an idle character, since you don't take me, then I'll go by myself.
In the final round of the Champions League group stage, Suker did not play, but he still appeared frequently on the big screen.
I saw Suker appear in the south stand wearing an AC Milan jersey.
The guy snatched the megaphone from Bob's hand and yelled at the fans;
"Next! Shout with me! ”
AC Milan fans looked at their number one star with amusement.
This guy is restless on the pitch and still restless when he comes to the stands.
Suke took a deep breath and said loudly; "French food!"
Su Ke stretched out two fingers: "Twenty tons!" ”
Suk was shouting in Croatian.
The pronunciation of Italian is similar to that of Croatian, so it is still possible to respond to Suk's slogan in a standard way.
Even though they didn't know, what Sook was shouting.
Next, the entire south stand began to open a neat slogan.
French Food!!
Twenty !!
French Food!!
Twenty !!
French Food!!
Twenty !!
The players on both sides looked confused, they didn't know what these Milan fans were shouting, whether it was the new cheering slogan.
But the Croatian players on the pitch understood.
Simunic and Simic looked helplessly at the stands.
And when they looked to the other side, Vukojevich was already furious.
The guy pointed to the stands and erupted.
Next, the slogan of the stands changed.
"Ogelnian! Stupid! ”
"Ogelnian! Stupid! ”
"Ogelnian! Stupid! ”
Suker led the fans to shout with joy.
In the past, he was booed by the opposing fans in the stadium.
At this moment, he became the perpetrator, and naturally intensified.
It's just that Su Ke hasn't been playing for long before he is targeted by the security guards.
Two security guards at the San Siro stadium supported Soker on the left and on the right.
"What are you doing?"
Suke pointed to himself; "Don't know me anymore?"
Two security personnel sighed; "Of course we know you, but the boss spoke! He told you to get out! ”
"Huh?"
Suker turned his head to look at AC Milan's dugout.
I saw Ancelotti with his back to the pitch and looking at himself.
Those eyes are breathing fire!
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